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Part 15 It turned out that one of the 18-wheelers I'd seen when I arrived was Robert's, and before long we were in the back of it. We were both naked and I was on my knees slurping up and down the full length of Robert's long thick dick again and again taking every dark inch down my throat and my lips easily stretching around it's full girth. Just as Robert had said, after I had taken three or four deep draws of the smoke from the pipe it was no problem to take all of him into my mouth and throat. He kept encouraging me, telling me how good my white-boy's mouth felt around his massive black cock, and saying he couldn't wait to bury it balls deep in my hairy white ass. That made me moan and work harder to get his cock covered with as much spit as I could. After I don't know how long he pulled me off of his shiny pole and pulled me onto his lap making out with me. I could feel his wet hardness in the crack of my sweat soaked ass and it only served to fuel my hunger to have that monster inside me. He broke our kiss and gave me another one of his wide white-toothed grins. “You fucking love that black dick doncha bro?” he chuckled. “Oh my gawd yes!” I told him. “You ready to let it own your sexy hairy ass?” he asked lewdly. I ground my butt back against his meat gyrating up and down on it. I had never been so horny in my life or needed to get fucked like I was needing it then. Not even all the times Chad and I had gotten nasty together. I somehow knew it had something to do with what we were smoking and as long as Robert kept giving me more I was ready to be his cumdump all night if he wanted. I stroked my cock and looked into his dark eyes and told him I was ready for all of it. Robert reached beside him and grabbed the pipe and lighter. “Take three big hits man. I want you fucked up and high as hell before I wreck your tight hole.” He glanced at my left hand briefly and a new darkness filled his handsome face and sexy eyes. “Your tight married hole!” “Do it,” I'd whispered to him with an urgency in my voice. “Slam that black weapon in my tight married hole and give me the kind of fuck I've never had before!” “Hot dirty fucking cheater,” he growled as he watched me blow out a third cloud. He took the pipe and lighter from me and laid them aside then steadied his back more firmly against the compartment seat behind him and spread his legs wider, nudging the dripping head of his magnificent cock against my chemmed hungry hole. “It'll be easier at first if you fuck yourself down onto it,” he told me. “Do it pig. Get your ass on my dick and fuck yourself with it.” Nervous and excited and aroused all at the same time I obeyed and moved into position. Taking a deep breath I began pushing down and immediately felt the heat of his massive cockhead pushing against my pucker. Suddenly a bottle of poppers was shoved under one of my nostrils and I instinctively inhaled twice then repeated the process in the other nostril. The rush hit me right away and I felt my hole flex and vibrate then felt the head of his tool pop smoothly past my anal ring into my ass. I gasped at the feelings but kept going rocking back and forth and up and down struggling to take more of him inside me. I was moaning, I was crying, I was begging him to stop and to go deeper in the same breath as he let me set the pace. He kept telling me how hot my ass felt and he kept feeding me poppers and more smoke from the pipe until I felt the bristly pubes at the base of his cock press against my ass. He had every hard thick pulsing inch inside my ass, deeper than anything had ever been before. I took a break from telling Chad and Greg about that night with Robert. I was sitting in the chair Greg had been in earlier and my hot little brother and the hunky desk clerk were on the bed. They had situated themselves at the head of the bed and Chad had his back against the headboard, his muscled legs splayed out in front of him and Greg was riding Chad's rigid dick bareback taking every inch balls deep into his married manhole with each downward movement. He was as much of a bareback pig as me and Chad I said to myself and smiled. “Looks like you guys are getting turned on hearing about Robert,” I said with a chuckle. “You fucking know it bro!” Chad cried out. “It sounds fucking hot as hell!” I picked up the pipe and lit the flame under it as I watched the two masculine guys in front of me enjoy each other's body. I exhaled a good-sized cloud and said, “That night WAS hot as hell! And it'll be the same for all of us when he gets here.” Then, looking at Greg, I asked if he'd ever been with a black guy before or ever had a cock as big as Robert's. Moaning as Chad thrust up into his ass Greg said “no” to each question, then added, “But I want to. I want both.” The knock at the door seemed very loud. I smiled at Greg and said, “I think you're going to get to have both real soon, stud,” then opened the door to let my black mentor in. (to be continued)

Chapter 1: Moving in What a ride my life I've had over the last year! Gifted by my step dad, also seeded by my real dad who is also toxic. Converted my best friend who I experimented with. And now moved in with him, helping him on his quest to create his first son, just as I created him! My new life with Marc was a huge success. I ended up transferring to his college, and we rented our own three bedroom home. We rented the home from one of the professors at the school who was gay. Instead of a rental deposit, we let him deposit his seed in both of us. If payment happened to be late, he came by to collect it, and he waved the late fee using our asses instead. Let's just say he was never mad when we were late! In addition, he owned a boi who was our yard guy. He would come to mow the yard simply shirtless and a leather collar around his neck. On his collar was a biohazard dog tag. When he finished the yard, we'd invite him in for a shower, a cold beet or two and then give him our toxic recharges! Our place wasn't much, but it was ours. We shared the master bedroom, and had plans to make one of the bedrooms our playroom. It apparently had been a playroom before, as there were still hooks in the ceiling for a sling. This was perfect as now we wouldnt have to get a sling stand! This would leave a second bedroom open to possibly rent out. Needless to say, the sex was amazing. Knowing that my child was living and growing in him was not like anything I've ever imagined. On our first day there, we decided to fuck in every room. Granted this was no easy task. We did have a nice bed, but the living room consisted of a chair and a TV. Fortunately the house included a washer and a dryer. The dining area had a small table, but we didn't feel it was safe to fuck on, and wasn't even sure it was study enough for either of us to be bent over. On our first day, we went shopping at thrift stores where we picked up some cheap kitchen items and bed linens and towels. When we got back, we immediately stripped and Marc started washing the dishes. He made sure he was bent over the sink with his ass pointing up and out. That was all I needed, and he got exactly what he needed! My load oozed out of his hole when I pulled out, dripping all over the kitchen floor. We used one of our new towels to clean it up. Well what was left after Marc licked up my cum from the floor. Marc then draped the towel over his rock hard cock and we headed to the washer. As I was loading the washer, Marc was eager to load me. Once I closed the lid I bent over the washer. Marc started to mount me as the washer was filling with water. I told him to eat my ass as it was filling, and then start fucking me as it started to agitate. My cock was rock hard against the machine as it was filling. It created an amazing feeling. The sound of the water, and Marc eating my ass was incredible. As the washer started to churn, Marc quickly put his cock up my ass. Pumping away in rhythm to the washer. It seemed as though it was forever before he deposited his seed deep in me. Once he finished, I jumped on top of the washer and Marc sucked my cock. As he was doing so, the washer went into its spin cycle. My balls were resting on the washer and the vibrations quickly sent me over the edge.

New experience last night. A top dragged me to a porn cinema (which is right next to my place and that I had never noticed) and just fucked me in every corner in front of everyone. He took photos to expose the pig boy I am. Ended up getting 3 loads over the night

My hole needs a dick tonight

Just now in this great play area. As I arrived he was about to leave. This might be my chance to see if I missed cues from him around the campfire last night. Cuddling cues, I'm not so good with subtlety. He said, 'there's no one around. ' I said, 'there's us.' We were lip locked hands all over our crotches in an instant. Soon we moved into the play area, edge of the bleachers and stripped. We were both impressed with each other's packages. Mutual sucking occurred, back and forth, forth and back. At one point I thought he was close, and I was secretly thankful. I had decided where I wanted his load. "I want you to fuck me. " Turning my back to him before he could answer. His cock started teasing my hole, so I had my answer. We only had spit for lube so it took a bit, but, then ... wow. What a bb fuck he laid into me. I kept thinking I heard sounds of getting close, and then he'd ramp up the pace, clear signs, again only to ramp up. At the fourth I felt tell tail signs that he was breeding my hole just as I had been begging. I took great delight in calling this out for any bypassers to hear. Too bad the bleachers hadn't been full of other tops ready to repeat what I had just experienced. Super fuckin hot writing this with his hot load basting inside my ass.

Part 28 Was this really happening? Was I really sucking on my own son's rockhard cock and playing with his cummy asshole? The voice in my head was carrying on excitedly as I heard Jeremy's own excited voice talking out loud as I deepthroated his thick meat again and again. “Oh fuck yeah! Deepthroat that dick! Take my cock all the way to the balls daddy!” I groaned hungrily hearing his words, knowing it really WAS his dad working his young dick, working to make sure he enjoyed it totally. His precum was flowing down my throat and I was wondering how long it'd be before I got to taste his full cum load. Standing next to Jeremy I heard Drew saying, “Tell him, dude. Tell him how much you've been wanting to have sex with him, with your own fucking father. Let him know what you want.” In a deep sensuous voice I heard Jeremy speaking. “Oh fuck dad. I've wanted to do this with you for a long time. Feel your mouth on my cock. I want to taste your cock too. And, and I want you to fuck me daddy! Oh gawd I want your dick in my ass dad!!” It was all I could do to keep quiet hearing Jeremy say these things, realizing he was meaning it all. Then Ryan upped the ante when I heard him asking Jeremy, “You wanna fuck your dad too doncha dude? Wouldn't you like to sink your hard bare cock in your dad's hole and fuck him until you cum in him?” Jeremy and I both moaned at that and I felt Jeremy's whole body tremble. “Fuck yeah! Would you like that dad? Do you want me to fuck you too?” he asked. Not daring to speak and not wanting to release his turgid dick from my throat I moaned loudly letting him know I definitely wanted him to fuck his daddy's ass. As I slid two fingers inside Jeremy's wet stretched hole I heard Kevin's voice. “You've never topped before have you Jeremy?” he asked in a low voice. There was a pause and I looked up at my son's blindfolded face then heard him say, “No. Never have.” “It'd be so wild for your dad's ass to be the first one wouldn't it?” Kevin continued as he caught my eye and smiled wickedly. “Hell yeah it'd be hot as hell!” Jeremy exclaimed. Drew took over at this point and said, “It looks like your dad wants that too, dude. He wants to be his son's first fuck. Are you ready bro?” Already??!! I screamed in my head even as my hole twitched at the thought. “So ready!” Jeremy breathed out. Drew pulled Jeremy back from between my legs causing his wet cock to exit my mouth. With his mouth right next to Jeremy's ear Drew looked at me and said, “Look at that hard wet cock Daddy J. Your son's cock. You ready to get fucked by your stud son and let him breed you with his incest cum?” I wanted to yell out loud that was exactly what I wanted and was ready for, but I bit my tongue and nodded eagerly as Drew grinned wickedly at me. Not taking his eyes off mine Drew took Jeremy's wet warm cock in his fist and started jacking it slowly. “Yeah, Jer, you should see the look on your dad's face. He wants you to fuck his hot ass and give him every inch of your raw cock and every drop of your sweet cum. Your sweet incest cum,” he said causing Jeremy to moan and shudder. “Before he fucks you I think you need to fuck him first, though. Right?” I was stroking my own steel-hard cock and fingering my cum-filled hole waiting for Jeremy to answer. When he did he spoke directly to his “roleplay dad”. “You want me to fuck you dad before you fuck me? You want your son's cock drilling your hole?” I groaned loudly not concerned at that moment if it gave me away or not. But apparently it didn't. Drew chuckled again and told Jeremy it sounded like his dad just said “yes”. “First though, you and your dad need some more fuck smoke to get you both really ready to cross that line.” Saying that, he placed a pipe between Jeremy's lips and I watched my son start to inhale the white smoke. At the same time Ryan sat down next to me on the bed and fed me a pipe as well, whispering obscenities in my ear as I eagerly filled my lungs with two deep hits of the fuck smoke. Done with the pipes for the time being Drew led Jeremy around the side of the bed then told him to get up on the bed and lay on his back while Kevin pulled me up off of the bed. Standing at the foot of the bed I saw Jeremy stretched out naked in front of me, his muscled body covered in sweat, his hands rubbing across his pecs and nips and his long throbbing cock towering above his body. Again, Drew took charge and directed the next moves. “Okay, Jeremy, your dad's going to climb on the bed and straddle you then sit down on your cock. You're going to love how fucking great his ass is going to feel on your dick dude! Once you feel him all the way down on your cock whenever you're ready start thrusting up into him and fuck him. Okay?” Jeremy stroked his dick and groaned and said, “Hell yeah!” Then he said in a commanding sex-filled voice, “Cmon, daddy! C'mon and sit on my dick you nasty pig! Sit on my cock and let your son fuck you full of cum!” (to be continued)

This story is completely fiction. Writing it in my phone so excuse any grammar errors. Part 1 I had landed in Chicago and went straight to check into my hotel. I had a week full of meetings that I still needed to still do some prep work. But I knew I couldn’t concentrate on that till after I ate and indulged in some raw hole. The best part of traveling so much for work was the number of hot guys I could fuck. I am in my early 30s, 6’1 tall, 180lbs of sculpted muscle with 6 pack abs, blue eyes, and light brown hair. That alone made finding hole easy. But my 8 in thick meat always sealed the deal. I walked to a local restaurant I had visited before near my hotel and after ordering some wine and my meal opened up Grindr. My profile always exploded with messages when I opened it in a new city. My pics were of my ripped body so that grabbed the attention of all the guys. Though one thing in my profile was almost always over looked - I didn’t have my status listed. That’s because I was poz and toxic and loved depositing it in neg holes. Willing one or ones that didn’t know. It was easy, 50% of the time status was never discussed, 25% was chasers, and 25% were guys that has no clue. I loved those in the last category the best. Especially if they were not on prep. As I ate I chatted with several profiles. Weeding through those that didn’t interest me, or those that seemed flakey, or the bots. About half way through my meal I had a blank profile 1000ft away hit me up. He had sent a hi message followed by a nice juicy ass pic. We started talking and I learned he was 20, 5’7, 115lbs, ginger with 4 in dick. He was a bottom and only ever been fucked a few times. As we talked he said he wanted to be finally used by a hung daddy. I said I could help with that. We went into further detail and line out what we wanted and limits. I was going to meet him at his apartment since it was near by and his roommates were out. He wanted me to come in to him find him knees and go from there. My dick was clubbed at this idea. The pics he sent of his hot hole, hot twink body, and sexy face had given me a semi. The biggest turn on is he had said he was neg but not on prep yet. that made me fully hard. He would only agree to raw if I was “clean”. I said I was and he didn’t ask any follow questions. I love those stupid bottoms that take your word for status. I paid for my meal after he sent his address. As I walked out toward his place my dick throbbed. It was ready to stealth poz up some raw twink boy hole. Part 2 coming soon.

Since I was a child I lived in the same neighborhood, with the same neighbors. I played on the street with the usual people, until we grew up and moved away. All the houses in the neighborhood had a child my age, except that of the neighbor on the right, who lived alone. Everyone said he was gay, so no one came close to him. But I always thought they were envious, because he had the biggest house in the region, with a pool and everything. My parents always treated him well, invited him to my birthday parties and he gave me great gifts, so I was always courteous to him too. When I was fourteen, my mother was diagnosed with cancer, and it was Pablo, the neighbor, who took care of me while my father was in the hospital with her. In the two years that followed until the death of my mother, we created a bond almost like father and son. At that time, I already knew that he was really gay, I had met some of his boyfriends, and he was the first person to whom I told that I was also gay. What I didn't told him was that I had a secret crush on him, after all, a skinny teenager like me would never have a chance with a mature, 36-year-old man, wealthy and well resolved like him. I had already spent countless afternoons in the pool at Pablo's house, and when he went swimming with me, I would look at his strong, hairy body, with that big volume in his trunks and all the tattoos he had on his body. He told me to wear swim trunks, but I always wore shorts, so he wouldn't notice my erection. My father was very depressed after my mother's death and started drinking, so whenever I could, I would run away to Pablo’s. He had even given me a copy of his key, so I could come in and watch TV or use the computer when he was gone working. One day, as usual, I went to his house during his working hours, thinking it would be empty. I was starting to settle in the living room when I heard a groaning noise coming from his room. I went there in silence and came across a scene that left my jaw dropping. Pablo was fucking another man with all the pressure. The guy was under him, in a chicken position, while Pablo fucked him mercilessly. His hairy, juicy ass was in front of me, as were his huge balls. The guy moaned and screamed like he was in paradise. For a moment, I thought the man under him had seen me, because he whispered something in Pablo's ear after looking at the door. But I was well hidden in the shades and they just kept fucking, without looking in my direction. I was looking at that scene for some time, my dick exploding in my underwear, when I heard Pablo saying: “Do you want my cum?” ”Yes, I really want it”, the other man shouted in ecstasy. “And what kind of cum is it?”, asked Pablo. “It's poz cum.” "Say what you want then," ordered my neighbor. “I want you to poz me, to fill me with HIV.” Hearing that was strange. First, because I didn't know that my neighbor had HIV. Second, the other guy was getting fucked without a condom on purpose, literally begging to be infected. A few seconds after that, I heard Pablo howling, and I knew he was coming inside the passive's ass, injecting him with his virus-contaminated semen. I turned away in silence, left his house and ran to mine. My cock was still hard and drooling in my underwear, so I ran to the bathroom and touched myself remembering the scene I had just witnessed. I came as I never had in my life, I had to restrain myself from screaming otherwise I would get my dad's attention. I didn't fully understand why the guy wanted to be infected with a virus that had no cure, but I realized how that would feel in sex. Because it was bigger than just sex, they were creating a bond that would last until the end of their lives, something totally irreversible. I never mentioned any of that to anyone, obviously, because people would find it strange and try to get me away from Pablo. I continued to act normally with him, but in a way our relationship was no longer the same, because I knew his secret. The more the time passed, the more I understood the fetish that man had to be pozzed by my neighbor. It was literally putting your life in the hands of the other, and I didn't know a better person than my neighbor to have that kind of trust. I started researching the subject on the internet and discovered that there was a whole community with this type of fetish. The more videos I watched, the more I became horny about it. I even lost track of how many handjobs I gave myself imagining my neighbor doing that to me. It was in these researches that I discovered that a tattoo that he had just above the swimsuit mark meant that he was positive and that he was proud of it. One day, when we were sitting by the pool, I got some courage and said: “I really like your tattoos, when I turn 18, I want to get some done.” "Tattooing is something that when you do the first one, you get addicted," he said. “Would you be upset if I had one just like yours?”, I asked. “Which one?” he wanted to know. "The one over the swim trunks," I said innocently. “I think it's very beautiful.” He smiled a little condescendingly, as if I had no idea what I was talking about and said: “That one has a very special meaning for me, someday I’ll explain it to you.” I didn't ask anything because I already knew what it meant, and he closed the matter too. But I realized that from that day on he started looking at me differently, as if he were evaluating me. At that time, I was starting to gain some muscle, because I was going to the gym and my body was starting to develop as well. There was hair growing in corners that I never imagined I could have it, and I left everything to be natural, just as I had seen that Pablo was. I thought he could be evaluating me in that matter, seeing the changes in my body, but he never said anything. Time passed and our relationship remained the same as always. It was childish of me to still hope to be with a man twenty years older than me, who thought about me as if I was his son more than anything.

Part 3: The Volunteer Session 1: Alec dropped his head back against his pillow and sighed. As his orgasm subsided his guilt and stress returned. Now a Junior in college, and approaching his twenty second birthday, Alec was still in the closet and was becoming increasingly anxious about it. He’d never even been with a man. He’d never been with anyone. The other guys on his rugby team teased him. They didn’t understand why he never showed interest in girls when they went out. Truthfully Alec wasn’t even sure why he wasn’t out to them. They’d never said anything particularly homophobic or problematic. In fact, they’d probably be supportive of him. Despite that something still kept him in the closet. One specific fear kept him from acting on his attractions. He looked over at his computer which was still playing porn. On the screen was a guy not unlike himself. He was young, with bright red hair, a broad chest, big round pink nipples, and a solid muscular thick middle. The guy was lying flat on his back with his legs pressed into his chest, while a big fat raw dick pounded in and out of his hole. The guy was moaning, covered in sweat, his face glowing in rapturous ecstasy. Alec looked at the guys face again and felt a pang of jealousy. That was what he wanted, he wanted to be like that guy, laid out taking an absolute pounding; but it terrified him. That was what had kept him in the closet, what made him keep his distance from people. It was why he never hooked up, and why he’d never admitted out loud he was gay. As much as he wanted it, gay sex terrified him. He closed his laptop and got up to get a towel. Alec normally kept his masturbatory practices to a minimum. It saved him from confronting his fears too much if he just ignored his hormonal urges all together. He got his energy out though going to the gym and playing rugby normally. However, being the very start of the school year rugby hadn’t started up yet, none of his classed were giving too much work, and he’d already been to the gym on the particular Saturday when Alec made a life altering series of choices. After wiping the cum from the dark blonde fur on his chest, he pulled on a pair of shorts and tried to watch TV, but his mind kept wandering. He should take a shower, he thought, he smelled like sweat and cum. But he didn’t, he sat on his couch, not paying attention to the show in front of him, his mind drifting to sex. His dick was getting hard again. Then he did something he usually regretted for doing because it indulged an interest that made his time in the locker room hard. He lifted on burly arm and took a deep sniff of his musky pit. His dick was instantly throbbing. Fuck it he thought, and moved back to his bed. He kicked off his shorts and grabbed his computer. His doppelgänger reappeared on the screen, the scene restarting right as the top unloaded inside Alec’s proxy’s hole. God, he wanted that. He wanted to know what it felt like to feel a man inside him. He wanted to know what it would be like to feel him orgasm. But that required him to actually have sex. What if it wasn’t what he’d imagined? What if it hurt? What if it didn’t feel good? What if he was bad at it? He’d been through this thought pattern hundreds of times. It was truly nothing new. What he did next however, that was very new. For the first time since he’d moved out of his small hometown and come to college, Alec thought it was time he did something about his fear. Something small. Here in the time of the internet, he thought, surely there was someone else who had gone through what he was experiencing, and had figured out a solve. Some guide to bottoming, some blog someone had written, there had to be something out there. He clicked away from the porn site and pulled up the search bar. “Gay bottom training,” he typed in. Then he sighed, rolling his eyes at himself, and the very predictable search results. The first three were just porn, videos on random sites of guys being fucked and used. Not that that wasn’t hot, but it wasn’t actually going to help. Then there were articles from the Advocate “Bottoming 101” full of well-meaning tips for prepping and caring for one’s hole. Nothing about overcoming a fear of the whole business. Then, halfway down the first results page, a website caught his eye. “Learn to be a bottom in 4 easy lessons.” Alec clicked. Learn to bottom in 4 easy video lessons from your home. Our researched method will have you confident and ready to take on any top in just two weeks. First video is free. Click the link below. First video is free Alec thought, sure… probably he’d learn nothing but maybe. Plus, if it didn’t work it’s not like he’d lost anything other than some time he’d have spent just jerking off anyway. He read on. Our method was developed based on the psychological research of Dr. Jonathan Marks. Dr. Marks has studied gay and queer sex and sexuality for more than a decade through multiple studies which have been published in the American Medical Journal and other respected medical texts. Our paid subscription service not only comes with the videos but offers a connection to a remote counselor to help you through your journey. Each subscribed member will have access to two video counseling sessions during the program, and unlimited emails with their counselor. Alec paused, was a psychologist what he needed? A counselor might not be a bad idea. Even if the videos didn’t do anything talking to someone might. He’d never had that before. He’d never had a single gay friend. He’d never known anyone who’d actually experienced what his fantasies might be like. Oh fuck it, he said, there was literally nothing to lose here. If it helped it helped, if it didn’t, he was no worse off. He scrolled back up to the link to the free first video, and after a moment’s hesitation clicked on it. A new window opened on his screen, and the video buffering wheel appeared. Then after a moment of blackness a handsome man in a white lab coat appeared on the screen. “Hello,” he said, dazzling white teeth flashing as he smiled, “I’m Dr. Jonathan Marks, and welcome to our bottom training videos. There are lots and lots of places that claim they will teach you how to bottom or give you the hottest tips on how to ‘take a man’s dick,’ however, none of them hold a candle to our researched back methodology. For some guys bottoming is both scary and difficult. We are going to help you through that. Over the course of the next four sessions you we will talk you through letting go of that fear, and overcoming whatever obstacles lay between you and becoming the bottom you want to be. “Once you’ve subscribed to our program, and I hope you do, you’ll be prompted to schedule a video counseling session with one of our specialists. We recommend doing that within two days of watching this first video. After that session you next video will be unlocked. Four days after that you will receive your third video and a prompt to schedule a second remote counseling session. Then in about two weeks from today, you’ll receive the link to your last video, and after that… the world is your oyster. “Now, it’s very important that you do watch these videos in a private space. Even if you are alone it is best to used headphones. If you don’t have your headphones in just yet, pause the video now and swap.” What on earth am I watching Alec thought, but then again thought, fuck it. He got up and got his headphones from his backpack and, still naked, lay back down on his bed with his laptop propped up on his legs. “Good. Some of what you’re going to be asked to do in this first video may feel silly or strange, but it is very important to the process that you keep an open mind and just relax. Now, take a deep breath, and let’s begin.” “Let’s begin,” another voice echoed and overlapped Dr. Marks. This voice was warm and deep. Like honey personified it seemed to ooze with a natural sweetness. It was disarming, but also commanding. “Take a deep breath,” the voice said into Alec’s ears. Alec did as he was told and took a deep breath, his broad chest rising and falling slowly. “One more deep breath. Take the air deep into your lungs, feel it filling your chest. See your rips expand, your diaphragm relax. Hold the air inside of you. Now let it out from between your lips. Slowly empty yourself. Let your body sink into itself.” A little dot of light appeared in the black screen. “Focus your eyes on the dot in front of you. Let your vision shrink to that dot. Block out the outside world. Block out everything else around you.” The dot seemed be growing and then shrinking very slowly and almost imperceptibly. A low thrum started to fill Alec’s mind. He couldn’t pinpoint if it was some his mind playing tricks on him or if it actually existed in the soundtrack playing in his ears. It felt overwhelming, but at the same time soothing. It had the same slow pulse as the dot in front of him, and soon, without trying to make it happen his breath had matched that pulse. Alec settled back a little deeper into his pillow with both hands tucked behind his head, his eyes fixed on the screen. “Let the world drop away. All your focus in on the dot, and my voice. They are the only two things in the world. Your whole world is that dot, and my voice. As the dot begins to expand let it expand around you. Let it envelope you in its warm glow. It is safe in the bright white light of the dot. There is no fear in that light. There is only pleasure. Everything feels good as that light washes across yours skin. Feel it now, you feel its warmth, like the sun on your skin on a warm summer’s day. It is hot but not unpleasant.” On the screen the little white dot had begun to grow, still pulsing slowly with the thrum but soon the whole screen was bright white. “Relaxing is the first step to reaching your goals. You already understand your place. You just need to learn to accept it. You will find that your body had been prepared this whole time in ways that your mind had not. Your body is ready, your mind must get out of your way. You want to be a bottom.” A new voice came in to Alec’s mind, it was small and quiet as if it were far away, a little more than an overheard whisper on the breeze, “Yes, it feels so good. Keep going. Give it to me. It feels so good.” The phrase repeated over and over like a mantra, drifting in and out of Alec’s perception. “You want to be fucked. You need to be fucked. You want to give in. You need to give in.” --- Forty minutes later Alec lay on his bed, staring at his computer screen. It had gone dark but he hadn’t noticed yet. His breathing was still slow and steady. His eyes locked on the screen but slightly out of focus. He still had both hands behind his head. His cock lay, soft between his legs, leaking a steady stream of precum onto his sheets. Session 2: Alec had felt dazed when he came around after the first video. He wasn’t positive what had happened, had he fallen asleep? He wasn’t sure. Still he immediately followed the link to pay for the next three sessions, he felt an overwhelming certainty that he had to do the next three sessions. He’d spent the rest of the day in a fog, and had ended up jerking off two more times before falling asleep early. Then next day he felt restless and agitated. He had this nagging feeling that something had happened that he didn’t understand. Yet, at the same time, he felt good. He felt good in his body. There was a warmth to his skin. Touching himself felt electric. Before he’d even got out of bed his hands had drifted down his body and he lay back stroking his morning wood, his eyes closed imagining a man on top of him thrusting into his hole. Soon warm ribbons of cum shot from his cock and landed all over his chest. He trailed his finger through the puddles of cum and sucked it down. He felt a heat radiating through his body. It seemed to pulse slowly, like waves lapping the shore. The heat bloomed and centralized drawing his attention to his hole, which for the first time in his life felt like it was winking open. Though his lust so often focused on his hole, he’d never felt this heat before. It came with a sudden burst of confidence. As lost in the feeling as he was, however, it slowly began to fade, leaving a gnawing feeling of something lost in its wake. That was how it went for the next four days till Alec’s counseling session. He was horny. Horny enough to jerk off a couple times a day. Each time he came he’d feel that heat would sweep through him, focusing more and more on his hole. His muscles would relax, he could feel the tension leaving his body, and his hole would blossom for a brief moment. Then the wave would pass, and the feeling of having lost something magical would appear. He started to crave that feeling of warmth, that openness. He was struggling against that feeling of loss when he sat down at his computer to do his first counseling session. He’d tidied up his room, and pulled on a clean shirt but hadn’t bothering to wipe all the cum off his chest from his last orgasm. Sitting down at his desk his heart was pounding as he clicked the video conference link. Alec suddenly found himself linked with a shaggy haired blonde twink sitting in an unassuming office. He had bright eyes and big grin on his face. Over his button up shirt he wore a white lab coat that gave him an air of officialness. “Hi there, I’m Toby,” he said in a lilting voice, “I’ll be doing your video counseling sessions, I work for Dr. Marks.” “Hi, I’m Alec.” Alec felt awkward. When signing up for this just meant filling out a survey and sending it out into the either without having to think about who was on the other end it had seemed easy. Now that he was confronted with a human being it felt entirely different. “I understand that this can be a little odd,” Toby continued, “But don’t be nervous. I promise you there’s basically nothing you could say that would shock me. Now, I’ve found it easier with this program for me to just be a little blunt up top. It seems to break the ice. So allow me. You’re here because you want to be a better bottom, or you want to become comfortable with bottoming. Is that right?” “Yeah… I…” “Perfect. We can help you with that,” he flashed another dazzling smile. “I just need to know a few things about you which will help me tailor your next video session to your needs.” “Alright.” “Have you ever bottomed?” “No.” Alec felt sheepish but answered as steadily as he could. “Have you ever been with a man?” “No.” “Have you ever had penetrative sex of any kind?” “No.” “Have you ever played with your own ass?” “No.” “So you’re a virgin, but you want to bottom?” “Yeah.” “If you want it why have you never bottomed?” “I’m… well… I’m scared. I’m just.” He took a deep breath and pressed on. “I’ve tried touching myself, but I’m just really really tight. I watch porn of guys getting fucked and it looks so hot, and like it feels so good, but I’m terrified. I think it makes me even tighter.” “I’m sure it does. Alright Alec, that’s all really good information. Now, you watched the first video I’m assuming?” “Yeah. A few days ago.” “Great… great. How have you felt sense then? Has anything changed or felt different?” “Well.” “Anything at all.” “I’ve… um… I’ve been jerking off a lot.” “Alright.” “And when I cum… there’s this moment, like right after I cum, there’s this moment where my whole body feels hot.” “Interesting.” “And in that moment, in the couple of seconds before the heat goes away… my hole… it feels like my hole relaxes. I’ve never felt anything like that before.” “That’s great. That’s really good. After your next sessions lean into that. Relax into that feeling. Don’t try to hold onto it too tight. Just let the waves crash over you. That’s still really good progress though. “Alright. That’s all great information Alec, I think I have enough for this session. I am sending over the link to your next video right now. Please watch it as soon after this meeting as you can. As was outlined in the first video, you’ll get the link to your next one in four day’s time, then we’ll schedule your second session. Things are a little slower here than they sometimes are, and I see from your information that you are local. If you like we can schedule your second counseling session to be person at our offices. I will send you that information too, just in case that interests you. Many of our local subscribers enjoy the more hands on approach we can offer at an in person session.” “Yeah… thank you… I’ll think about it.” “Great! I’ve sent you the link. It’s been wonderful talking with you Alec, and I’ll see you in about a week!” “Thank you! Bye.” “Bye, bye.” Toby closed the meeting, and Alec was left looking at a blank screen. He felt his cheeks flush. He looked at the time. He had nowhere to be for the next couple of hours. Why not watch the video now? He moved over to the bed with his laptop and got his headphones out. On an impulse he pulled of his shirt and lay back onto his bed. Propping the computer up on his knees he clicked the link Toby had just emailed over and opened the video. The screen of his computer went black, then the dot came back, followed by the low drone, and lastly the voice. “Welcome back boy. Take a deep breath and relax. Let the world drift away. Feel yourself floating towards the white dot in front of you. It surrounds you. It fills you. You feel its warmth on your skin. The warm feels familiar now. Feel that warms seep into your body. It spreads through your limbs, opening you up, penetrating you. It relaxes you. Your whole body feels more relaxed. “You’ve felt this heat before. You’ve felt it every time you’ve cum lately. Its been fleeting, but intoxicating. You want to feel it more. The heat is pleasure.” The screen, which had gone completely white as the dot grew, faded to show a man’s hole. It winked and puckered. The skin around it glistened with what could only be cum. “Feel the heat gather in your body. Its become a ball of warmth in your chest. Now it drifts downward, slowly. It travels through your body, taking away fear and nervousness as it moves. In its wake it leaves only peace. Feel it as it moves downward from your chest. Very, very slowly, that heat lands in your ass. It envelops your ass. It causes you to lose the last of the tension in your body. You feel your hole relax. It feels good. You feel yourself blossoming. You feel yourself opening. Its easy. “The heat you are feeling is arousal. The same heat that can make your dick hard can make your hole open. The heat is lust. It’s the lust you’ve felt for men before.” The video changed to a close up of a large thick cock sliding easily in and out of a slick well used ass. “You’ve seen men you want to be fucked by before. You’ve felt this lust, but it’s been squashed by your conscious mind. Now with your mind silenced you feel this lust in its pure state. Let go of your mine. Leave those inhibitions behind. Let the lust take you over.” Session 3: Alec was hornier then he’d ever been in his entire life. No matter what he did he felt this nagging need to be naked and touching himself. It pervaded every moment of his conscious mind. Sitting in class he’d feel his dick get had for no reason at all. More than that, he’d feel the now treasured heat start to rise in his body at random. It would course through him. Like tension building in a spring, it would increase. It made his cock leak, and his hole twitch. He’d never felt those little spasms till before but now he longed to feel them constantly. He knew the video sessions had something to do with is, and couldn’t wait to get to the next one. If things kept increasing like this… he let his mind wander. Thoughts of being fucked had filled his imagination. Before, he’d had wistful musings in the abstract, never anything specific. Now, his day dreams were full of brutal fucking from men of all sorts. Tall men, hairy, smooth, buff, slim, thick, all of them were on top of him pumping his hole. The only consistent thing about his imaginings was that all of these men had thick dripping cocks, that stretched him wide before they filled him with their cum. Alec dumped his gym bag by the door, and pulled his shirt off. His dick was already throbbing. The gym, rugby practice, really any physical activity made his condition worse now. He had left practice with begging his cock to stay soft till he at least made it out of the locker room. He’d only been party successful, but he didn’t think any of his teammates noticed the thickening bulge in his briefs before he could get his jeans back on. Now alone in his room he stripped down to his briefs, grabbed his laptop and felt back onto his bed. He took a long sniff of his pits, basking in the thick musky scent, and rubbed at his hard dick. He opened his porn Twitter and scrolled. A week ago, his porn had been fairly tame, it had really only consisted of guys getting fucked. Now he pulled up the thread of a thick hairy guy with video after video of him ruining his hole. Alec watched, his own hands playing across his sweaty body, as the guy sat slowly down on a wide thick black dildo. The look of ecstasy on the man’s face made Alec’s stomach flutter. He took of his briefs, allowing his dick to spring free. He shifted down his bed and propped his legs up. Still watching the guy bounce up and down on the dildo, Alec’s hands drifted to his own hole. He pulled his legs out of the way and ran his fingers around his pucker. This was now a semi routine part of his masturbatory habits. The first time he’d felt himself shaking as his fingers dragged across his virginal hole. He’d felt the hair that grew in his crack, playing with it, swirling his fingers around before landing lightly on his sphincter. It was tight, and puckered. It seemed impossible that anything could ever enter it. Yet as he watched guys on his computer stretch their holes wide, the warmth had risen inside him till it burst out and his hole relaxed. He’d actually felt the tension go out of his pucker. It has winked open for a moment, and it had been glorious. From that moment on little by little he’d pushed himself. It became easier to find that first moment of warmth, to get his body to relax. Soon he was spitting on his fingers and pressing them against his winking hole. The slickness felt good, it produced yet more warmth. Wave after wave of heat crashed over him, till after three days of toying with himself it finally felt right and he pressed his fingers into himself. It had been as if the sun itself had exploded inside his chest. Sweat sprung up all over his body. Electricity zapped across every nerve ending his mind. Fireworks erupted in front of his eyes. He was fingering himself. Not a trace of fear, or trepidation, lingered in his mine, the pleasure was too great. Now, a full twenty-four hours after Mt Vesuvius itself had erupted in his soul, sending the most powerful orgasm of his life rocketing from his body, it was easy to get his fingers back inside himself. As the man on the screen wrecked his hole with the massive dildo, Alec fingered himself. He twisted his digits in and out, working first one, then another into his body. When he pressed the fourth finger into his ass, now twisting himself like a pretzel on his bed for more leverage, he came without ever touching his dick. He lay there painting, he slipped his fingers from his quivering hole and scooped up his load from his stomach. He licked a little off first, and then scooped up the rest and worked his cummy fingers back into his hole. His head crashed back onto his pillow, his eyes rolling up into his skull, as he felt the warm slickness of his load dripping into his guts. He felt giddy. The warmth he’d discovered relaxed his hole yes, but it had also released him from his own mind. He found his fear of his desires slipping way. Like a voice fading as its origin got farther and farther away. He could barely hear it now. Now, that he’d gotten his fingers inside his own hole. Now that he’d felt the warmth of his own load. He could almost imagine himself actually going through with it. Finally giving in and losing his virginity felt possible. Embracing who he was felt within his grasp. The fear of having to act on his desires was but a whisper that crept up on occasion, but lacked the power it had once held over him. His phone chimed and he looked down at the notification. It was an email from Toby. After their video session he and Alec had been exchanging emails a couple of times a day. The first few had been stiff and formal. It had taken a day of emails back and forth for Alec to get over his nerves at putting his journey down in an email. Once he typed “and I came all over myself with my finger shoved in my ass,” the first time however, the damn had broken. From then on, his messages had been unencumbered by nerves and completely unfiltered. He’d told Toby each time he’d managed to take another finger, of how good it felt to cum with his fingers in his hole. He detailed his fantasies, and confessed to Toby before anyone else in the world how much his rugby teammates turned him on. “After practice, they all smell so good. Sweaty and hot. Its like the air is thick with it. It makes me so horny. I want to lick the sweat off their bodies. I want to feel them against me. I want them to fuck me.” “That’s good,” Toby had responded. “Its good that you’re embracing these fantasies. Let your mind go. Don’t put pressure on yourself. Pressure what feels good. If having a group of guys pound your hole feels good, do it.” “I don’t know if I’m ready for a group of guys to pound my hole,” Alec’s next email had begun, “but it does sound hot. I’m still nervous about getting fucked. I know that playing with my hole feels good. Not just good, fucking amazing. It’s the other stuff. It’s the actually getting with a man. I’m just worried… I don’t know. Its hard to let go of that much anxiety. Its getting easier though. Truly, before the videos I would never have been able to admit that the idea of getting gang banged turned me on. I was too scared to admit that I wanted to get fucked by one guy let alone a whole room of them.” “Honestly you’re making amazing progress,” read Toby’s latest message, “I’m really impressed Alec. Keep going, and give in to what feels good. If a gang bang feels like too much pressure to start, find one guy. Start easy. Here’s the link to your third video session. Given everything you’ve told me I think it would be a good idea for us to do your second counseling session in person. We can really talk. I can probably help you get over any last nerves you might have and you can do your last session here. If that goes well there are some other programs we run here that I think you’d really enjoy. Think about it. Four days from today would be Friday. I have spots open all afternoon. Let me know. Talk soon, Toby.” Alec’s heart was thudding in his chest. He told himself that it was out of excitement for his next video session, which was partly true. The other part, however, the part that he was trying not to think about was his fantasy that Toby would be the one to fuck him in the end. In among all the other mystery men he’d imagined using his hole over the past few days Toby had started to appear. More and more frequently when Alec imagined himself being opened by a fat cock for the first time it was Toby spreading his legs. Toby was a professional, he worked for a doctor, Alec was being invited to their clinic, Toby wasn’t going to fuck him. Still he dreamed. After staring at Toby’s email for long moment, he clicked reply and responded, “Does 3pm work?” Feeling like he’d just done something dangerous he grabbed his headphones from his bedside table, lay back on his bed again, and clicked the video link. The trance came quickly now. The white dot appeared on the screen, the drone filled Alec’s earbuds, and his mind went blank. A soft serene look spread over his face, and his eyes went slightly glassy as if he was very far away. He lay, attention fixed on the screen, with one hand behind his head, as the next step in his transformation began. “Good boy, welcome back. Your progress has been remarkable,” the voice said. “Every day you become more and more the bottom you are meant to be. Embrace it. Let the last shreds of fear drift away. Watch now as the white dot in front of you grows. Feel its heat surrounding you. It envelops you, warms your skin. The heat sinks inside of you. It’s a heat you know. It’s a heat you long for. It relaxes you. It opens you. This heat travels inside you, it swirls around your body. Slowly it centers itself in your hole. You know this feeling now. It is familiar to you. It is lust. It is joy. It is pleasure. Feel the heat open up your hole. Give into it. Feel the pleasure that can come from your hole. It is blissful and overwhelming. Its becoming a need, an itch you must scratch. As good as playing with yourself feels you know you need more. You know that soon you must give in. “Soon, you must release yourself. You must let go of your feel. Your curiosity is too much. The heat is too much. You long to feel a man inside you and soon you must give in. It is the only way. You want to be fucked. You need to be fucked. You need to be used. “You are a bottom. Bottoms are made to be fucked. Bottoms are made to be used. You are a pig. You are a slut. You are a cock whore. You are a cum dump. You need to be used. You need to be bred. Give in. Release yourself. Become who you are meant to be.” Session 4: Alec felt like he was in heat. His libido was in overdrive. He’d never thought it possible to be this horny. Immediately after his last video session he’d felt the heat building within himself and had an uncontrollable urge to play with his hole. Without thinking he’d wet four fingers with his spit and pushed them into his hole. He sat on his hand, his wrist bent at an awkward angle just to get a little bit more of his fingers inside himself. It wasn’t enough. An image floated up from his mind, maybe it was from a porn video he’d watched he wasn’t sure. A massive dildo sliding in and out of a man abused hole. Alec slid his fingers from his hole and grabbed his phone. His hands shook a little in his excitement as he googled where the nearest sex shop might be. Twenty minutes after the third video session he was dressed and heading to the bus. He’d been in a hurry when he’d pulled on his shorts and hadn’t bothered with underpants. He felt exposed now that he was out in public and his dick refused to go completely soft. Still he was on a mission and nothing was going to derail him. Sitting on the bus it seemed like everywhere he looked was a hot guy. He normally tried to stop himself from checking guys out. It only led to thoughts he hadn’t been comfortable with. Now, there was no stopping his eyes from wandering. The burly bus driver’s bulge drew Alec’s eyes, then a guy in loose fitting basketball shorts. A man in trousers with an obvious dick print off to one side stood in front of Alec. His cock twitched at the tantalizing sight. He felt insatiable. Every man he looked at was a potential top. He felt sweaty and overwhelmed when he got off the bus a half hour later in a part of the city he’d never been to. He walked up a block and around the corner. Just off the main drag of the Gay Neighborhood was a little hole in the wall shop, and his destination. He was nervous but his resolve never faltered. He had finally broken through his fear and he knew what he wanted. “Can I help you?” A man asked from behind the counter as Alec walked in. Alec turned to see a big bald man with a heavy beard. He had a thick ring through his septum and was dressed all in leather. Alec felt his mouth go dry taking in the man’s appetence. Thick muscular arms covered in fur rested on the counter in front of him. “I,” Alec pause for a second, swallowed and then said in a confident voice, “I want to buy a dildo.” The man grinned and said, “Right this way.” He led Alec to the back of the store to a wall entirely filled with sex toys. There were dildos of every shape and size, butt plugs, cock sleeves, everything Alec had seen on the internet laid out before him. He scanned the wall, he knew what he was looking for. He could see it perfectly in his mind. There it was. A big, monstrous looking black silicone cock. Without a moment’s hesitation he reached out and grabbed it. “Damn kid, that is not what I was expecting.” “Gotta start somewhere, and my fingers aren’t cutting it any more,” Alec said, with a wicked glint in his eye. “That’s your first…” The door to the shop jangled and the man turned to look towards the entrance. “Wow, alright, anything else kid?” “Nope just this, well and I guess some lube.” “I like a guy who knows what he wants.” The man lead the way back up to the front of the store. Standing next to the counter was a cute jock, probably round Alec’s age. He looked vaguely familiar, maybe from the university guy Alec wondered. “Hey kid,” the store clerk said. “Back for more?” “If you’ve got time.” They guy responded with a sly smile. “For your pussy I’ve always got time.” The clerk gave the jock a lecherous grin and smacked him on the ass as he walked by. Alec was instantly hard. Was the clerk going to fuck this guy here in the store? Suddenly he felt jealous. He wished he was the one about to get railed. “Ok, the dildo, and the lube, sure you don’t need anything else kid,” the clerk said, now back behind the till? “No, uh no,” Alec said, snapping back. “That’s all. Wait!” Alec said, suddenly seeing the jockstraps hanging behind the counter. “That Bike Jock please, medium.” “That’s how you boys all start,” the clerk said with a grin. “Have fun, and come back when you’re ready for something rougher.” He grabbed at his crotch. Alec almost said he was ready right then, but he felt a little self-conscious after already hearing the clerks plans to fuck the jock who was now hovering towards the back of the store. “I’ll remember that,” Alec said, and left. Alec’s heart was pounding the whole ride home, and his cock was throbbing. By the time he was back in his apartment there was a wet spot in the front of his shorts and he was covered in sweat. The arousal he felt at being propositioned by the sex shop clerk had him in heat. He tore off his clothes, and naked ripped the packaging off his new toy. Before slathering it with lube he noticed the new jock he’d dropped on the floor in his haste. He quickly unpacked that too, jumping into it, and then raced to his room. He opened his computer, pulled up a video he’d seen earlier of a guy being gang banged, and got to work. He rubbed lube all over his new toy. His heart thudded so hard he thought he could hear it as he lowered himself down. Shaking he pushed himself against the broad rubber head. For a long moment he felt only pressure, then in a burst of all-encompassing heat, the head slipped in. Alec groaned, it was better than he could have ever imagined. He sank down, resting first on his heels and then just sitting down. He impaled himself of the silicone cock, and let out a long breath. Bliss overtook him. Without realizing it he shot a load into the pouch of his new jock. He felt sexier than he’d ever felt in his life. He felt complete. He felt full. It was perfect. Why had he ever been afraid. Being penetrated was the greatest feeling on earth. His mind was empty, every critical thought overwhelmed by the pure pleasure of finally feeling his ass stretch open. Slowly he started to ride the fake cock. He bounced up and down making the head press into his prostate. He was moaning and whimpering. He was in heaven. For three days every moment he wasn’t otherwise occupied Alec was either bouncing on that dildo or twisting his fingers in and out of his now open hole. The morning of his appointment at Dr. Marks office with Toby he woke up early, already feeling the hunger. He skipped the gym and instead immediately turned on porn and started playing with his hole. The dildo slid in easily. He was use to its broad head by now, his hole opened and welcomed it in. The glorious burst of white-hot heat pulsing through his body as he steadily lowered himself down. He bounced as he scrolled for porn. It felt good to be full. It felt like he had finally unleashed a part of himself. He ran a finger around his hole, feeling his lips stretched around the thick shaft of his dildo. He played at his ring, poking and prodding. It wasn’t easy, but his hole was hungry, slowly he worked a finger in along the plastic shaft. He moaned, and whimpered, now stretched wider than he’d ever been. Slowly he pulled himself off of the dildo, pushing in more fingers as he went. He slicked himself with the lube from his toy as he pressed hungrily into his open hole. Two fingers, then three, twisting and pushing with in him. He pushed back against himself, will his hole to open wider. His pinky made it inside his hole, his hand now shaped like spear. He lent back into it. With his eyes closed he felt his knuckles against his ring. He knew what was next. He’d seen it in porn. He’d watched other guys do this. He just, until this moment, had never envisioned himself doing it. He pushed in with his hand, and out with his hole. There was a long agonizing moment and then… his hand was inside his ass. He was fisting himself. Stars burst in front of his eyes. His head was buzzing. All the air seemed to have been knocked out of him. A thick load of cum had dribbled out of his semi hard dick onto the floor. He fell forward, his chest on his bedframe, his knees still on the floor, with his hand lodged inside his ass. He was shaking. It was the most intense thing he had ever felt. This was what he’d needed all along. He needed to be stretched to the max. His hole still felt loose and used as he sat in the waiting room of Dr. Marks’ office a few hours later. Alec liked the feeling. It was a constant reminder of what he’d done. Every time he moved, even a little, his hole reminded him that it was made to be stretched. There was more though. He’d also found a new resolution he’d never had before. A determination to make something happen that was all together alien and exciting. He was not leaving this office without getting Toby to fuck him. He didn’t know how, but he knew that he needed it to happen. Suddenly there he was, Toby. Tall and slight he came through a door off to the side of the reception desk. “Sorry to have kept you waiting Alec, come on through.” Alec followed him through the door and into a nondescript corridor. It looked like any other doctor’s office, doors opening off of one side of the hall. Toby led him down to the last room at the end of the hall, and then closed the door behind them. “Have a seat,” Toby said, gesturing to a couch along one wall. Alec sat, his heart pounding in his chest. “How have you been?” “Great!” “The sessions have been working?” “More than I could have imagined,” Alec looked down at his hands, and smiled to himself before continuing. “I told you in an email that I bought a dildo.” “You did…” “Well. This morning I went even further.” “Did you have sex with someone?” “No. I was riding my dildo and then I started fingering myself too. I was riding it and pushing my fingers in. Eventually I got off the dildo and worked my whole fist inside myself.” “Wow. I’m impressed. How did it feel?” “Fucking amazing. Oh my god. I never thought… it was glorious. Now I feel so loose and open, and,” he made eye contact with Toby hoping he was getting his point across, “ready for anything.” “Ready for anything? That’s an interesting way to phrase that. Now, Alec, you’re here in person today because last time we talked I mentioned that I thought you might be right for some of our other programs here. Before we go too much further with your counseling session, I want to talk to you a little about those.” “Alright, sure! If they are anything like what I’ve been doing I’m in.” “The one I’m thinking of is much more rigorous but in the same vein. The fact that you’ve already fisted yourself just from the basic bottom training hypnosis makes you a perfect candidate. Being part of this program would mean twice weekly session here at the office, possibly moving up to three times a week. You’ll also need to be comfortable around our staff, this program requires regular physical exams, that will necessitate you being nude.” “I’ll take my clothes off right now if you like,” Alec was on the edge of his seat. His determination to get Toby to fuck him becoming a desperate clawing need. “Oh really?” said Toby, his eyes glinting. “You want to show off your new-found skills?” “Possibly, maybe something else…” “What is the something else? Its important that you ask for what you want Alec.” “I want to get fucked.” He paused, “I want you to fuck me. I’ve been thinking about it since we first talked. I want you inside me.” “Perfect. You’ve done so well Alec. Here,” he handed him a clip board with a sheet of paper on it. At the top it read ‘Bottom Boy Training.’ “Sign here at the bottom of the page, this is the consent form for the next program.” Without reading a single word on the page Alec took the paper and scribbled his name. “Good boy,” Alec continued. “Take off your clothes.” “Really?” “Really. I’m going to give you what you want. Then Dr. Marks, and his assistant are going to come in and take their turns on you. And when they’re done we’ll start your next session. A whole new world awaits you, all you have to do is strip.” Alec tore his clothes off. He didn’t hesitate. He tossed his shirt off to the side, kicked off his shoes, and dropped his pants. Then, dressed in only his jock he looked, panting with excitement at Toby. The twink smiled, and undid his button-down shirt. He was thin and smooth with little round nipples. The only hair on his torso besides his pleasantly bushy pits was a wide and wild treasure trail that disappeared into his slacks. Alec’s mouth was dry as he watched Toby unbuttoned his pants. Toby kicked his shoes into a corner before pushing his pants to the ground. For a moment they both stood there in straining jocks, Alec’s white and Toby’s bright pink, before Alec made a move. He dropped to his kneed and grabbed Toby’s narrow waisted. Unprompted he pressed his face into Toby’s crotch and for the first time in his life came into contact with another man’s penis. A thin piece of fabric was now all that separated him from his quarry. He pulled the pouch of Toby’s jock aside and was almost smacked in the face as Toby’s dick sprung up. Alec wasn’t sure what he was expecting when he imagined Toby’s dick but it wasn’t the monster in front of him. Thick and wrapped with veins the throbbing purple head pointed straight at Alec’s mouth. He opened his jaw as wide as he could and swallowed. He gulped and panted, as he worked more and more of the beast into his mouth. Toby made little sounds of encouragement, and put his hands on the back of Alec’s head. “Good boy,” Toby cooed as Alec coughed and spluttered. “Get my dick nice and wet. Show me what a good bottom you’ve become. Show me what a good drone you’ll be.” Alec would have happily choked himself into unconsciousness on Toby’s cock. After a lifetime of wondering and fear the release of finally getting what he’d wanted was euphoric. Toby, in the end, took control of the situation and hauled Alec to his feet. He looked at the big desperate rugby jock in front of him. If only his teammates could see him now, Toby thought. Alec’s face was red, his eyes watering, and his cheeks and chin were smeared with spit and cock juice. He looked ravenous. His big furry pecs were heaving with his quick panting breaths, and though his cock seemed to be soft in the pouch of his jock the fabric was soaked through with precum. “Bend over the table,” Toby instructed. Alec did as he was told and bent over, presenting his hole to Toby. The twink got behind Alec and spread his big hair covered cheeks. His hole was pink and tender. Alec had clearly been telling the truth, his hole had been through worked out recently. Slowly he knelt down, and still spreading Alec’s ass wide, he dove in with his tongue. Alec practically screamed the first time Toby’s warm wet tongue flicked across his hole. He’d thought that playing with himself had been blissful but this was otherworldly. He felt the heat again. It flowed through him like lava. It set his nerves on fire. At the same time, however, it made him open and pliable. His eyes glazed over just a little, and in the back of his mind he heard a voice say “you must release yourself. You must let go of your feel. Your curiosity is too much. The heat is too much. You long to feel a man inside you and soon you must give in. It is the only way. You want to be fucked. You need to be fucked. You need to be used. You are a bottom. Bottoms are made to be fucked. Bottoms are made to be used. You are a pig. You are a slut. You are a cock whore. You are a cum dump. You need to be used. You need to be bred. Give in. Release yourself. Become who you are meant to be.” “Fuck me,” Alec groaned, “Please! Toby! Fuck me! I need it. I need to feel you inside me. I need to be bred! I need to be used.” “Good boy. Listen to the voice, let the training wash over you. Give in to pleasure.” Alec heard Toby spit, then felt something new against his hole. It could only be one thing. Though he’d never felt it before he understood instantly what it was. Toby’s cock was pushing against his hole. Alec pressed back, and Toby’s cock sunk a few inches inside him. They both moaned. “Good boy,” Toby said pushing more and more of his dick inside of Alec. It was bliss. It was everything Alec had ever wanted it to be and nothing he had feared. Being fucked was the greatest thing he had every felt. He was overwhelmed by it. His body was on fire and he never wanted it to end. He bucked back on Toby’s dick desperate for more. He lost himself in Toby’s pounding, giving himself over. Toby grabbed Alec’s big muscular hips and hammered himself into the jock’s hungry hole. Dr. Marks had trained Toby well. He knew what he had to do. Even though Alec was an easy subject, already willing and interested, you still had to really pound them the first time to make the training stick. If Alec was to join the other two in the next stage he had to breed him hard and fast. Sweat dripped down Toby’s narrow frame and he ravaged Alec. Alec moaned and whimpered, his hole his only focus. He grabbed his own ass cheeks pulling them apart for Toby trying to get him deeper. “Please fuck me, please, please, please,” he said over and over again. “I’m going to breed you boy. Are you ready to take your first load?” “Yes! Please breed me! I I’m a cum dump! I need to be bred! I’m a pig! Give me your load!” “Good boy. Take my fucking load!” “Yes!” Alec shouted as for the first time ever he felt a man unload inside him. His guts suddenly full of warm spunk. He felt every pulse and thrust of Toby’s cock. A thick load pulsed from his own forgotten dick, filling the pouch of his jock. He let out a satisfied sigh, and collapsed forward onto the table. “How do you feel Alec,” Toby asked. “Amazing.” Alec sounded hazy and blissed out. “Are you ready for more or do you need a minute?” “More!” “Good boy.” --- “Welcome to Week One of Bottom Boy Training. You’ve done so well. We are so proud of you. You’ve come so far. You’ve given in. You got over your fear and now you understand how good that feels. You’ve let yourself be who you are. You’ve become the bottom you’re meant to be. You’ve become the piggy, cock hungry bottom, cum whore you’re meant to be. You’ve experienced the joy of being bred and now you know how much you need to be bred. Taking loads is what gets you off. Wrecking your hole, your cunt, is what gets you off. You long to be stretched out and pumped full of sperm. Its who you are. Relax. Let your hole open. Let your lust grow. Let your depravity grow. Give in. Become the insatiable cum dump pig cunt you’re meant to be. You know how good it feels, why fight it?”

Part 27 As I felt Kevin begin moving his cock in and out of my eager hole I was swept up in the sensations I was feeling in my well-fucked cum-soaked cheating hole. I realized his dick felt just as good or better now as it did when he had fucked me the first time. Only this time, I thought, it was all so much hotter because now I knew he was poz and I couldn't believe how much that turned me on. I wanted and needed to let him know. Arching my back I slammed my ass back hard toward him and began spewing filthy sexy words out of my mouth to let him know what I was craving. “Oh fuck yeah, Kevin! Do it stud! Fuck my cheating married daddy ass with your hard raw dick! Your POZ dick! I want your toxic cum filling up my fuckhole again like you did at the park! Oh gawd please man I need it! Please give it to me!” There were no walls left to come down, there was no resistance. I wanted raw man sex with the fuck smoke and all the poz cocks and cum loads these hellish animals had to give me. I heard Kevin chuckle hoarsely even as he gripped my hips tighter and increased the power of his fuck-strokes. “Like father like son,” he laughed lewdly. “You and your son are both the same. Both addicted to the fuck smoke and to having your manholes fucked with raw dick and filled with viral dirty poz cum! You can't get enough can you? Neither one of you?” he asked slamming hard against my ass making me gasp. “No. You're right,” I managed to croak out. “Can't get enough. It all feels so good. So wrong but so wildly hot and fucking perfect!” Kevin leaned down over my back as he continued drilling my surrendered hole and whispered in my ear. “You know what I'm going to do in just a moment or two? I'm gonna blast another load of my tainted spunk inside you so you'll feel it fresh and warm in your ass while you fuck your own son with your cock, Justin. Feeling your ass full of poz cum while you bury your daddy cock in your own son's tight ass full of poz cum just like yours!” He grunted, slapped my ass hard and continued, “Is that what you want buddy? Does that sound like what you need you hot fucker?!” Unable to think of anything else I yelled out, “Hell fucking yes!! I want to incest fuck my baby boy and give him my cum while your poz cum is soaking into my own ass walls!” There was no shame or guilt as I heard myself saying these things to Kevin. There was only the deliciously hot hunger and expectation of burying my cock as deep as possible in my handsome young son's already cum-filled hole and adding my own load to the two I had witnessed him taking already tonight. While my own ass had four loads of poz cum in it...it'd be four once Kevin gave me the one he was close to delivering. “Fucking breed me, Kevin!” I practically screamed, not concerned if Jeremy might hear my voice or not. At that moment the only thing I cared about was having this hairy big-dicked stud blast another load of his HIV-positive cum deep inside my guts. I needed it more than I'd ever needed anything else and I could tell Kevin was close from the noises he was making as he pounded me harder and harder. “You are the hottest neg ass I've ever fucked!” he growled from deep in his throat. “You gave in so easy you hot fucker! Gonna make you poz real soon just like me and Drew and Ryan are poz. Just like we're gonna make your son poz too!” he grunted darkly. That did it for me. There was no turning back (if there ever had been). I wanted to be poz. And I wanted Jeremy to be poz too! “Here it cums man!” Kevin cried out. “Giving you another load of my toxic cum in your cheating married addicted ass!” And as he slammed into me one more time I began pleading with him, “Poz me! Oh gawd yes stud, fucking poz me, please!!” And I felt his cock spasming inside my chute, spewing more of his venom deep inside me where I craved it. Breathing heavy with my face pressed against the bed I heard Kevin finally say, “Look at the screen, Justin.” I slowly raised my head and opened my eyes. On the screen in front of us I saw Jeremy wide-eyed and stroking his hard thick cock. The beating of my heart in my ears finally cleared enough to hear what was being said. “Holy fuck!” Jeremy was saying, grinning in erotic excitement. “Sounds like Daddy Kevin and his friend are fucking like crazy!” In my mind I realized that apparently Jeremy had not recognized my voice. Probably because he'd never heard his father screaming like that! Drew slid a finger between Jeremy's legs and Jeremy's face and moan made it obvious Drew's finger was inside Jeremy's wet hole. Drew chuckled. “Yeah, they're both horny daddys! Are you ready to join them guy?” “Mmmmmm yes,” I heard my son answer greedily. At that moment I wondered for the first time how this was going to happen. How were these men going to get Jeremy to let his own dad fuck him, even though he was excited by the idea. I got my answer almost right away as I saw Drew pick up a blindfold and hold it up in front of Jeremy. “Daddy Kevin's friend likes to have some ki*ky fun sometimes, especially when he's fucking a new guy. It will get him nastier if you wear this blindfold. Just at first. We'll take it off once he's really fucking you good. Are you cool with that, Jer?” Drew asked in that hypnotic voice that he had used to get me to agree to whatever he wanted. Jeremy grinned again and said, “Yeah, I think it sounds wild as hell! I've seen it in some vids before and thought it was hot!” Looking into the camera, knowing full well that I was watching and listening, Drew slipped the blindfold over Jeremy's eyes. Confirming that he couldn't see anything he and Ryan helped Jeremy stand up then they disappeared from the screen I'd been watching. As I waited for them to enter the bedroom, Kevin whispered to me, “You'll need to be real quiet, Justin, so Jeremy doesn't recognize your voice. At least until you're ready for him to know your cock is the one fucking him.” With that he pulled his cock from my flooded ass and I moaned as the bedroom door opened and Drew and Ryan escorted my jock boy into the room and over to the bed where I was still kneeling from Kevin's fuck. My heart was beating rapidly and I felt a steady stream of precum flowing out of my piss slit. I moaned (I couldn't help it!) but I kept it low and short in case Jeremy might be able to realize it was me just from the wordless sounds. I scooted up to sit on the edge of the bed and Drew positioned Jeremy between my spread legs. My gaze was immediately drawn to his rock-hard throbbing dickmeat, and I was pretty sure it was definitely as big as mine in length and thickness. The whole cockhead was slimy with his precum and my mouth watered. I had to taste it. Placing my trembling hands on his waist to hold him steady I lowered my mouth and parted my lips as I slowly slid my son's cock inch by inch into my eager mouth. Jeremy and I both moaned at the same time as I engulfed his full length and finally tasted the incestuous flesh of the cock I had made. (to be continued)

Part 26 Jeremy was alternating between moaning, purring and begging as Ryan see-sawed his fat raw cock (his raw HIV-positive cock!) in and out of Jeremy's ass as Drew and I watched and listened in horny lust to everything being displayed on the screen before us. Drew was feeding me more smoke from the pipe as he worked to seal my capitulation with his lewd talk. “It's totally hotter than hell watching your son getting fucked with raw dick and hearing him beg for those poz loads isn't it Daddy Justin?” Watching the screen in earnest I reached between Drew's legs and took his rigid shaft in my fist and started slowly jacking him. “Hell yeah it is!” I answered him. “Watching him getting fucked with the same poz dicks that fucked me earlier. And hearing him say how much he wants it! Oh gawd!!” Drew pinched one of my sensitive nips causing a ripple of more pleasure to run through my body. “Do you want it too, Daddy Justin? Do you want more poz cum in your hole and to fuck your cock into more poz ass?” he asked in a soft whisper dripping with seduction and temptation. A temptation I realized I was powerless to resist. “Fuck yes I do!” I said with undisguised need and hunger in my own voice. He smiled that same beautiful smile he'd shown me that first day we met (had it been just a week ago?!) and said, “You will. Don't worry. Let's watch a little more first,” and we turned our attention back to the scene of what was happening just a few feet down the hall from us. As I watched I saw Kevin turn from the dining room table and saw that he was holding what appeared to be some syringes and a belt. I looked briefly at Drew with questioning eyes and he grinned and told me to watch and listen. He said things were about to heat up. I quickly looked back just as I heard my son's voice saying in a ragged breath, “What's that stuff for Daddy Kevin?” Kevin stood next to Jeremy's prone body on the couch and ran his empty hand across Jeremy's sweat-drenched abs and chest as Ryan slowed his fuck-pace. “Do you remember the last time you were here and we watched a video where a couple of the guys took an injection from a syringe like these?” Jeremy seemed to pause as he felt another deep thrust of Ryan's cock. “Yes. You called it a..a...”, he trailed off. “A slam, son,” Kevin said evenly. “It's a needle full of the T we've been smoking diluted in water. Goes right into your system and makes everything we've been doing so much better than you can imagine. I think you said you might like to try it, right?” There was a moment's hesitation before Jeremy said, “Yeah, maybe. Will it hurt? Is it safe?” “No it won't hurt, just a quick pinch of the needle, then you'll feel better than you ever have. And yeah, it's just as safe as smoking it from the pipe,” Kevin answered in a soothing voice. “And it's so frigging good to get slammed when you have a cock fucking your ass!” Ryan added. I saw Jeremy lick his lips then eagerly say, “Yeah! Let's do it then. Slam me Daddy Kevin!” I heard Drew beside me whisper, “Fucking A!” and heard Kevin instructing Jeremy what to do and telling him what was going to happen. Ryan stopped his thrusting and held his cock still inside Jeremy as Kevin took Jeremy's outstretched arm and wrapped the belt around it. He told Jeremy he was looking for a prominent vein and immediately said he'd found one and rubbed it with an alcohol wipe. I watched mesmerized as Kevin slowly inserted the needle into my son's pulsing vein and seconds later the syringe was turning red as Jeremy's blood entered it, mixing with the diluted meth. I heard Kevin ask, “Are you ready?” but he was looking into the camera and I knew he was asking me as well as Jeremy. Jeremy nodded and Kevin pushed the plunger, slowly emptying the contents into my boy's blood and body. Drew and I moaned together as Jeremy and Ryan moaned too on the screen. Kevin quickly removed the belt from Jeremy's arm and told him to hold it up in the air and to “get ready” and “ride it out, son.” In just a few seconds Jeremy's body shuddered, he began gasping and started coughing deep and hard. I turned a paniced look to Drew but he said not to worry and keep watching. Jeremy's coughing fit stopped, he shuddered one more time then opened his eyes and I could see a transformation on his face. He looked wildly at Kevin then at Ryan and back at Kevin. “Oh my gawd!” he exclaimed. “Oh fuck, Daddy Kevin! Oh fuckkkk!” Kevin laughed. “Feels good doesn't it son?” he asked. “Oh yes, yes, yes! So fucking good!” Then Jeremy turned his eyes on Ryan who was grinning widely. “Your hole just got 10 degrees hotter around my cock dude! How're you feeling?” Jeremy started pulling on his nips as he wrapped his legs tighter around Ryan's waist. “It feels so fucking fantastic bro! Fuck me man! Fucking drill my hole and fucking give me your poz cum! Please fucker!” my son practically screamed. “You got it pig!” Ryan growled as he pulled back then slammed forward into the depths of Jeremy's ass. I watched in fascination as Ryan fucked my son with an even greater intensity than he had fucked me in the park and I had no doubt Jeremy was enjoying that dick just as much as his father had not too long ago. I heard Kevin say he was going to go get Drew but I'm not sure Jeremy even heard him through all the grunting and groaning he and Ryan were doing. A moment later the bedroom door opened and I glanced up to see Kevin entering with a huge smile on his face and his huge dick as hard as it'd been all day. Though I wanted to watch my son with these men on the computer screen, my hunger won out as Kevin wordlessly walked over to me and slid his cock between my lips. I started sucking feverishly on the cock that had just fucked my own son full of poz cum as the sound of Jeremy getting fucked by Ryan was the perfect background noise. I was remotely aware that Drew and Kevin were making out while I worked to deepthroat Kevin's length and at the same time heard Ryan on the screen and through the now-open bedroom door telling Jeremy how good his ass felt and how close he was to cumming in him. I moaned around my mouthful of cock as I heard Jeremy again urge Ryan to shoot his poz cum in him, to mix it with Kevin's. Kevin slid his meat from my mouth and leaned down to kiss me. Pulling his lips from mine he grinned at me in total wantonness and asked, “So you liked watching me shoot my poz cum in your boy?” he asked. “Oh fuck yes!” I answered without reservation. “And hearing him beg for it?” Kevin continued. “Even hotter,” I confessed. His grin widened. “And how about you buddy? Do you want more of my poz cum in your ass too? In your tweaked up cheating married daddy ass?” I wrapped my hand around Kevin's cock and licked the precum-covered head. Looking up at him I said, “Oh gawd yes! I want more of your poz cum man! The same poz cum you gave my son just now!”, then I slid my lips back down his cock. Kevin let me suck him a few moments longer before taking his cock back out and I heard the all-familiar “click” then parted my lips for the glass cock Drew was offering me. I sucked in two huge lungfuls of the sweet magic fuck smoke and was ready to hear what these two studs had in mind next for tonight for all of us, including Jeremy. Blowing out my second cloud I looked at Drew and saw him watching me. He said, “We came here tonight so you could have sex with your son.” He paused as I felt my heart flip hearing his words. “Are you ready for that Daddy Justin?” he asked. “Are you ready for some no-restrained wickedly hot ta*oo incest with your own son?” “More than you know!” I replied feeling the dark decadent smile on my lips. Drew returned my smile and said, “Well, then, let's get this party charged up!” He and Kevin laughed at the double meaning which was lost on me. Drew turned to Kevin and said, “Stay here with Daddy Justin. I'm going to go get Ryan and Jeremy and we're going to move the fun here to the bedroom.” Giving me a quick kiss he said, “Watch the screen, you hot married pig! And get ready. I'm going to bring you your son's ass so you can incest fuck him!”, and with that he walked out closing the door behind him. A moment later I saw Drew walk up to Jeremy in the living room just as he was finishing up sucking Ryan's cock clean after Ryan had bred him and pulled out of his teen hole. “Hey, Jer,” Drew said to Jeremy drawing my son's attention to him and his nakedness and hardness. Jeremy grinned seeing Drew and said, “Hey, man! I was wondering where you was. Glad to see you!” Drew bent down and kissed Jeremy briefly then pulling back said, “Yeah, I was in the bedroom with Daddy Kevin's friend having a little fun.” He grinned at Jeremy and said “How about we all move to the bedroom and have some fun together?” Jeremy sat up on the couch and said, “I'm ready! Is he hot?” “Oh man,” Drew answered, “he is so fucking sexy and hot! We heard part of the fun you were having in here and he is wanting to fuck you like crazy!” I groaned hearing Drew setting the stage for me and my son to fuck. Kevin lit the bowl again and I inhaled more fuck smoke, watching and listening to the scene in the living room. Kevin had me get on my hands and knees facing the screen and a minute later I felt the wetness of his tongue kissing and licking and sucking my aching but hungry hole. I forced myself to concentrate on what was going on on the computer screen. Jeremy was sitting on the couch with Ryan and Drew on either side of him passing a smoke-filled pipe back and forth. Drew was talking to Jeremy. “Daddy Kevin's friend is married and he told us he has a son your age that he really wants to fuck.” “Fuck man that's hot!” I heard Jeremy say at the same time I felt Kevin slip a finger inside me. I quickly felt the flash of burn and knew he was giving me a booty bump. He wasn't making it easy to follow what was happening in the living room but I tried. “Yeah it's hot and he wants you to do some roleplay with him and let him know how much you want to have incest with your dad. And since you do want that for real I figured you'd be cool with getting into it with him, right?” Drew asked watching Jeremy exhale more smoke. “Oh fuck yeah man! I'm definitely down for that.” I was shaking in lust realizing how close I was to getting to fuck my own son. Just as I was thinking that I felt the bed move and then felt the blunt head of Kevin's dick pressing against my twitching hole. I knew it was likely just a matter of minutes before I was going to be pressing my own dad-cock against my own son's cum-filled hole but my need to have my own ass filled again was overwhelming and I pushed back meeting Kevin's forward push and we moaned in unison as once again he moved his entire length inside me. (more to come)

Thank you for all the positive feedback. Hope you continue to enjoy the story. Chapter 2 I walked the short distance to his apartment. It was just your average 3 story apartment building. I climbed the stairs to the second level and entered the door that was left open a crack. There on his knees looking up at me was the angelic face on that sweet twink. He was completely naked as instructed. I walked up to him slowly and bent over. Took his chin in my hand and kissed him hard! My day old beard rubbing against his alabaster skin. I pulled away from his now plump lips. The haze in his eyes told me he was already hooked. “Your going to be a good boy for daddy and do as I say?” ”Yes daddy!” He said in an unexpectedly deep voice that made my dick jump. “Good boy! Open your mouth so daddy can throat fuck you!” Good ginger did as he was told as I unzipped my pants and pulled out my semi hard dick. I put the head in his mouth as we made eye contact. “I will be easy at first boy, but you will be face fucked. If you use teeth I will slap you!” Ginner nodded in understanding. I started slow and shallow. His warm mouth getting me fully hard. My toxic precum leaking into his mouth. After a few minutes I started to go deeper and faster. He was a good cock sucker and knew how to keep his teeth shielded. As I started to throat fuck him balls deep my sweet ginner started to make those perfect gagging sounds. His face turning red. Spit starting to run down his chin. I was precumming so much charged cum down his throat. After about 20 mins of face fucking his twink throat I was ready for that raw neg hole. I pulled my dick from his throat, picked him up with out a word, and dropped him over the back of the near by sofa with his ass in the air. The perfect height to drill him in. I slapped and squeezed his bubble butt a few times. “Such a hot bubble butt boy!” ”Thank you daddy!” I got on my knees and started to kiss his hole and taint. Short light red hair dusted his crack. As I started to eat his hole a deep moan broke the from his throat. I continued to eat that hot tight hole. I could tell it had very little use. I spit on his hole then sucked on two of my fingers. I worked those fingers into his tight hole. I could tell it was near virgin. My poz dick jumped at knowing that meant he would tear. I made sure to search the insides of hos neg hole as I fingered and stretched him. His deep moans and whimpers were the only noise in the house. “You ready to take daddy’s dick boy?” ”Yes, sir! My hole is craving it! You are neg right daddy?” “Good boy, yes daddy is clean. I will fuck you gentle at first. Then harder. Once we start I won’t stop till I nut in you. You agreeing to that boy?” “Yes daddy!” As the words left his mouth I pushed the head of my dripping poz dick into his tight pink hole. Causing him to gasp for breath. I let it sit there for a minute. My poison precum drip into his hole. Then slowly started to inch all 8 fat inches of my dick into his raw neg twink hole. In 5 mins I was in him and he had stretch just enough to accommodate my massive toll. It was time. I hit high gear and started to pound his raw neg non prep hole. He tried to run from me but I put my hand in his back and pushed him back into the arch over the sofa. He was crying, moaning, and begging for more and to be gentler in a garble of words. I knew his neg twink hole was tearing with each strong thrust. His tight hole was starting to give. I knew there would be plenty of points for my highly toxic cum to seep in. As I continued my onslaught his moans came loader and his crying stopped. He started begging over and over for me to keep fucking him. I loved when they embraced their inner pig. I knew this fuck would show this boy he was meant to be a cum dump. I had been plowing his hole for about 15 mins when I felt my balls tighten. I knew it was going to be a big load as I had not cum in 3 days. “You ready for daddy’s load in your ass?” ”Please pull out daddy! I have never been came in before” ”No you agreed before we started. Tell me you want my babies in you now boy!” “Yes, daddy, please impregnate me!” I grunted as I felt my first big shot of charged cum flood his freshly fuck and torn hole. Stupid twink had no clue what I was knocking him up with. Five more shots of seed were planted in his ass balls deep. I pulled out form his hole and saw blood on my softening dick. I pulled up my pants and slapped him on the ass. “Good boy, if your lucky I will cum load you again.” I didn’t give him time to respond. I walked out of the apartment and went straight to my hotel a few blocks away. I went to my room and stripped and took a shower. I jerked a second load out in the shower as I replayed the scene in my head. I came so hard knowing that I just changed that neg sluts life forever. My phone had several notifications on it Grindr, but I ignored them. I sat at the desk and started to do my work. It was so much easier to concentrate with a full belly and empty balls. All thanks to the stupid Grindr twink. Stay tuned for Part 3.

Part III When I got to Pablo's house, he started kissing me before closing the door and we were taking each other's clothes off. Before I knew it, we were both completely naked in his living room. I looked at the object of my desire and saw that it was immense. Pablo's cock must have been at least 10 inches, with a large mushroom-shaped head. It was straight, thick and with many veins. My mouth watered. I always wanted to swallow that dick, and now I finally had the opportunity. "Lick my armpit," Pablo ordered, raising his arms. I couldn't resist and buried my nose in the black hair and fed up with his armpit. The smell of sweat made me drunk and I was raving with lust. I couldn’t hold back anymore, so I stuck out my tongue and gave the first lick. He had a salty taste that made me horny. He guided me to the couch and I was soon sitting on top of him, my mouth going from one armpit to another. Pablo's dick was poking my back in the meantime and my ass was already clenching at him. “Can I suck your dick?,” I asked. "Not yet," he replied. “First lick my feet.” It was all new to me, but I was soon kneeling on the floor and putting his toes into my mouth. It was giving me more pleasure than I ever felt in my life. I never thought that something like a man's feet could be so exciting. I licked as much as I could, running my tongue over his ankle, the soles of his feet and his toes. So, I went up, kissing Pablo's legs, until his dick was right in front of me. I looked him in the face and he nodded, allowing me to proceed. So, I ran my tongue over the glans for the first time. I had never sucked a cock in my life, but instinct took over me the moment I tried Pablo's. The taste of his cock was meant to be tasted by me and I was soon swallowing his pre-cum. "You taste so good," I said. "Spit a lot on that dick," he warned. “This is the only lubricant you will gonna have.” I kept sucking and trying to swallow as much as I could, but it was impossible to put everything in my mouth. Pablo tried to force it a few times, but it made me retch. So, I was sucking on the head, the balls and the furry bag. He smelled a lot like sweat, as if he had run, but that wasn't bad. On the contrary, his manly musk made my lust grow even bigger. Sometime later, Pablo made me stand in front of him and started to suck me. He was a professional in that and managed to put everything in his mouth. When I felt his tongue curving for the third time, I couldn't take it and came in his mouth. I thought he was going to be pissed with me, but he swallowed every drop of my seed. "This is your last neg cum," he explained. “The next time you come, my AIDS babies will already be taking your body.” When he said that, my dick jumped, like I was ready to come again. Pablo then turned me on my back and started to open my ass with his hands. Soon, I felt something wet and realized it was his language. I gave a loud groan and felt him smile with his face in my crack. The more he licked me, the more I let go, moaning louder and louder. That was so good, that I couldn't take it anymore, so I asked: “Please fuck me.” “Do you want this huge cock inside you?,” he asked. “That's what I want most.” “Then I'll give it to you.” Pablo took a pillow from the sofa, placed it on the floor and laid my head on top of it. I was lying on my back, so I could see when his body climbed over mine. "I could take you to the bedroom, but I want to fuck you here on the floor, like the whore you are," he said. “Yes, use me as a whore, I want to be that for you.” He kissed my mouth and started biting my neck. Soon, we were is position. I had my legas up on his shoulders and he was between them. “Are you sure you want this?,” he asked. “Yes.” "There's no turning back," he said. "I know," I said. “After I start, I will not stop. If you try to run away, I will rape you until I fill you with poz cum.” “I want this, I want you to rape me and put your babies inside me,” I cried. Pablo spat on the head of his cock and began to force his way into the edge of my anus. It was hurting a lot, but I was completely silent and still while he invaded me. I heard a pop noise when the glans penetrated me and I let out a breath. "Yes, take a deep breath," he said. I obeyed and he took a hard lunge, burying his whole dick inside me. I screamed and tried to run, but he held me in place and looked me straight in the eye. "Hold on, bitch," he said. “You wanted this, now you'll have to put up with it.” I started to cry because of the pain and he licked my tears as if they were a prize. What was I doing? I always wanted to have sex with Pablo, but only now reality was reaching me. It was my first time, and I was letting a guy with HIV stick his cock without a condom inside me. And it excited me a lot more than it scared me. Pablo then started to move in and out of me. Even with the pain, my penis was still rock hard and he noticed it. He was taking his time, letting me get used to his massive cock, sliding in and out slowly. "You are no longer a virgin," he said after some time fucking me. "This is strange," I said. “How do you feel about having that cock inside you? You can take it like a pro.” "It hurts too much," I said. “But this is the best pain I've ever felt. It's good because I'm doing this with you.” “And the HIV part?,” he asked. My dick immediately gave an involuntary contraction and he noticed it. I blushed with embarrassment and Pablo started to laugh. It made me relax and he then increased the speed of his thrusts inside me. He found a nice pace and he started to fuck me hard, cursing me, calling me a lot of names. It excited me more than anything. I ran my hand over Pablo's biohazard tattoo and he smiled. I could hardly wait to get a tattoo like that. "I'm almost there," he said after a while and I started to masturbate to keep up with him. “Cum inside me,” I asked. “Breed me.” “Do you want my seed?” he asked. “Yes, I do.” “And what kind of seed is this?” “It's fucking HIV seed,” I shouted. “I want it, fill my ass with your cum. I want to be part of the brotherhood; I want your DNA inside me.” "Here it goes," he said in a shout. “I'm giving you AIDS, son. Now I will be your father forever.” I felt his cock pulsing inside me as spurts of cum flooded my insides. At that moment I came too. I never came so much in my life, it hit everywhere. Pablo fell over me exhausted and laid his head on my chest. We were both tired, sweaty and completely dirty with cum. "You are mine now," he whispered in my ear. “Welcome to the brotherhood of AIDS.” "What happens now?," I asked. “We have sex every day, putting as much poz cum inside you, until you are officially converted. If you want, I can call some friends who have the bug to help me give you the gift.” “I would like that.” We continued to lie on the living room floor for a few moments. The adrenaline of what we did passed, but I felt no regret. In fact, it was the happiest day of my life. I was about to say that when the doorbell rang and I heard my father's voice outside saying: “Phillip, are you there?”

PART II Note: I'm sorry that it took so long for me to post it, but my English is not that good and I had to translate it. Now the story... When I turned seventeen, my father started dating again. Since my mother started treatment, he was very much on his own, so I was happy for him. The new girlfriend was giving him excitement to get back on track. But that meant that again I was getting less attention than necessary. My father would usually spend the weekends at her house and I would be alone. Pablo always called me to stay at his house, but I was already thinking that it bothered him too much. With all the attention he gave me, his sex life was certainly not the best. So, after a while I started to decline your invitations and be alone at home. My life came down to going to school in the morning and spending the afternoon at home jerking off while reading reports from people living with HIV. Some things I learned from reading these reports is that the person who wants to be contaminated needs to be very sure beforehand, because it is something for a lifetime. But after she makes the decision, it's pretty liberating too. The first stages after contagion are the most complicated, because the person has a kind of flu, which shows that the virus has started to multiply in your body. But if the person starts treatment soon thereafter, she can live long years and decades without major concerns. And sex certainly becomes better, because a condom, whether you agree or not, is something that gets in the way and decreases lust. I tried to masturbate a few times using a condom, but I didn't even come close to cumming. I thought that was totally boring. And after you already have the virus, what else can happen? It is the worst thing transmitted through sex, all other diseases can be treated and cured. And everyone who is dealing with this needs to have regular checkups, so it's easy to find out if you've got anything else. And that is when total freedom arises. Having sex without a condom and without major concerns. Having sex with anyone you want, without knowing the right person, and without having to worry about anything. The freedom to feel it raw, to flood another guy with your spunk and also to be flooded with his seed. I wanted that. And the hornyness that I felt imagining myself being pozzed was something that always made me explode when I came. Of course, most of the times I imagined my neighbor doing this to me, but I also put myself in the place of the bottoms I saw in the videos. People at school didn't know about my sexuality, so I wasn't really close to anyone. I was that type of student who talks to everyone, but who doesn't really have any close friends. That special person for me was Pablo, and he was not at school. My eighteenth birthday was fast approaching and I was in no mood to celebrate. I had no family in the city besides my father and no one at school that I would like to invite as well. So, when my dad went to his girlfriend on Friday, not even remembering that my birthday was on Saturday, I realized that I had made the right choice not to make a big deal. I spent the entire Saturday at home, lying in the living room watching TV, as usual. It was about nine at night, I had just showered and was lying in my pajamas watching another episode of the series, when the doorbell rang. It was Pablo. “Hey, birthday boy”, he said. “You remembered?!”, I said confused. "Of course I did," he said and I realized he was a little drunk. “Aren't you going to ask me in?” "Sure, come in", I said. When I closed the door, he gave me a huge bear hug. The man was almost six feet tall and I wasn't that tall, so I buried my head in his strong chest. The truth is, I hadn't felt well all day and I was happy that at least he had remembered. “I wanted to come earlier to bring your gift, but I spent all day thinking and making some decisions”, he explained. “Sorry for leaving you alone on your birthday.” "You are here now," I said. "I am," he said without letting me go. My cock was already growing with that hug and it was impossible that he wasn’t feeling it, so I decided to break the contact. “Where's my gift?”, I asked walking away. "That's what I had to think about today," he explained. “I don’t understand.” “Phillip, I have looked after you as if you were my son for years, but that is not what you are. And I know that you don't see me as a father either, you feel horny about me.” “No, I ...” I tried to argue, but I had no idea what to say to him. “No need to be embarrassed, because I also feel horny when I see you”, he said hurriedly. “Do you?”, I asked doubting. “Of course I do, you grew up to be a beautiful man, but you were always my boy, so I never saw you like that, until the day that ...” “What a day?” I asked anxiously. “The day you saw me fucking that guy at my place.” “Did you know? I’m so embarrassed!” “He saw you at the time and told me that we were not alone, so we did a show for you to see.” “I had no idea ...”, I said blandly. “I thought you were scared, that you didn't understand, but when you talked about my tattoo, I realized that you were smarter than I thought.” “Then why have you never done anything before? Why are you just telling me that now?” I wanted to know. “It's still difficult, I had to drink to build up the courage to have this conversation with you. And there was the fact that you were a minor before.” "But I'm not now," I observed. “No, you are not.” He then closed the distance between the two of us, held my head tightly and gave me a deep kiss on the mouth. I had never kissed anyone before, so I let him guide me and explore every corner of my mouth. His hands roamed my body, feeling and spoiling me, so I found the courage to do the same, placing my hands on that body that I always wanted to touch. As much as I had been working out for almost two years, my body was nowhere near as big as his. His arms held me tightly and I felt those muscles tighten. The curve of his waist, the hardness of his chest, the six packs of his hairy belly. Everything was a paradise under my hands. Then he broke the kiss and said: “You sure you want this gift?” “Yes,” I said. “We can use a condom if you haven't decided yet, if you think it's too early.” “I want to, I'm sure. It would happen someday anyway and I prefer it to be you.” “You can't go back; my viral DNA will stay with you for the rest of your life.” “All I want is to have that part of you always with me.” “You will be the mother and I will be the father of the bugs that will grow and multiply within you.” “I saved my virginity for you to do that.” “I'll give you what you always wanted, but not here. Let's go to my house, I want to fuck you in my bed like you saw me fucking that other guy.” It was difficult to take my hands off of Pablo, I was afraid that breaking the contact he would give up everything on the way to his house, but I took the key, locked the door and followed him to his place.

It was somewhere around 2009, I was done with film school and working gig to gig. Mostly working paycheck to paycheck at this shit job in an equipment rental house/studio in the city. Still struggling with my sexuality to an extent, certainly deep in the closet at this point. I was still telling myself that sex with guys was only when I was really horny and masturbation wasn’t cutting it. I always played safe, well not always, but I tried to. This was before PrEP. So as far as I was concerned, as long as I had sex with guys infrequently and with protection, no one would ever know and one day I would just quit altogether and go about my life as a straight guy. Most of my hookups with other guys would happen at this point through Craigslist. It was the Grindr of the time. You could put what you were looking for, with pics, all the responses would come straight to your email where they would live until you wanted to respond, it was great. One drunk night I had post an ad and then passed out. A few days later I checked that email, which was a burner email, I had way more responses than I normally got. I looked at my ad to see what I wrote to get so many hits. “22, straight, kinda tipsy. Mostly like a quick fuck,” was all it said, with a torso pic of me in my white CK briefs, my head obviously not in the picture. Half of the responses were from guys I would never sleep with. I wouldn’t say my standards were higher in those days, I just had a mental block that only allowed me to sleep with guys who were “model attractive” because…somehow that made it less gay? Filtering most of them out, deleting the ones that were just old man dick pics and guys who wanted me to call them “daddy”. I responded to a few, most of them never got back to me because. I found that most of them were burner accounts and if you didn’t respond within an hour, you usually never got a response. One guy hit me up the next day. “Hey, sorry I missed this, you look hot. I was only in town that night, had some work in the city. I’ll be back in a couple weeks though. 26/m/DC here.” He attached a similar torso pic, clearly he worked out, he was maybe 5’10”, and looked like a frat bro-leaning Abercrombie model. He even wore Abercrombie white briefs in the photo. That prompted me to ask if he was a model or if he was catfishing me. He responded saying he was neither a model nor catfishing me. Apparently, he did something in finance/banking, but neither of us got into specifics. He asked what I was into. I explained that I’m not gay, just get horny sometimes and need sex. “Oh, so do you like to fuck or get fucked?” He asked. At this time I was pretty versatile, “I usually like to fuck, but that night I was pretty tipsy and was trying to get fucked.” I told him. “Damn, I wish I had caught you at the right time. Did you get fucked that night?” “No, honestly I basically post that ad and then passed out after. Was incredibly hungover and horny the next day. I certainly wished I had got your message though.” I teased. “Yeah, would you have let me fuck you?” He asked straight up. “Maybe, depends on how big you are, I’m not a pro.” I joked. “It’s not that big, like 7.5 inches, cut.” He attached a photo, it sure looked bigger, and thicker than mine. “Damn, it looks big, I would’ve let you try though, as long as you’re gentle,” I told him. “I’m always gentle, love to feel a tight straight boy open up for my dick.” He told me. “You ever been rimmed?” “No, I don’t think so anyway.” I was at work when I got that email so I didn’t look it up. “You’ll love it, it’s when I use my tongue to tease your hole, get it lubed up and ready for my dick. Makes it easier to slide in when your outer ring is primed and ready, almost begging to get fucked.” This one made me horny as hell. Good thing I’m a briefs guy, I was able to hide it while at work. When I got home I stripped down to my underwear, my 22-year-old dick was hard before my pants came off and I was ready for some porn. I did take a quick pic with my flip phone and emailed it to him, “Damn, that sounds hot, look what you did to me.” I captioned. “Look at all those spread legs, love to fuck you in that position, that way I can watch your face as you feel me push balls deep into your tight hole. Do you like to kiss?” He asked. “Not really, I’m not really into guys like that,” I told him, which was true, at the time I felt like somehow that was a bridge too far, like kissing would make you gay, whereas getting fucked by a guy was just some form of extreme masturbation between friends. “That’s cool, I get it, but would you stop me if I tried?” he ased in a single sentence response. Now, I’m jerking off at this point and felt like he would stop responding if I didn’t give him the answer he wanted. “I wouldn’t stop you, in the heat of the moment…what ever happens, happens.” “Good, when you are balls deep in a guy, a deep kiss unlocks the hoe in him, then I can really fuck him like he needs to be fucked.” He fired back. Something about this wording got me going. Up to this point, I had had good sex with some guys, I had had bad sex with some guys, but I knew the best was yet to come and this guy seemed to know what he was doing. “Damn man, I really need to get fucked now.” “Yeah? With condoms or bareback?” he asked. “I try to make condoms a rule,” I told him. “Yeah, raw feels so good, but it’s important to play safe,” he fired back. “Have you ever let a guy fuck you raw?” I knew where this conversation was going, if he was in the city and trying to get in me tonight I would’ve lied and shut it down, but I figured there was no harm in feeding that flame. “Yeah, I mean, I’ve been caught up in the moment and things happen,” I was vague. “Oh yeah, I know about that. I’m STD-free and want to stay that way, so I use condoms all the time. I have had the occasional ‘heat of the moment’ fuck, but that’s rare. Were you hoping to get fucked raw, that night I mean?” He asked. I had to think about this. “I was pretty drunk, I wasn’t even thinking about that. If we had met up, I probably would’ve just gone with the flow. Good thing you prefer condoms.” I told him. A few minutes went by, and I refreshed a few times, still slowly jerking myself off. “I probably would’ve pushed in raw, got a few strokes in just to feel it, then I would’ve wrapped it up.” He finally responded. This made my balls tighten. My hormone-filled brain thought, “yeah that makes sense.” So I quickly typed back, “Mmm, that’s hot, I wouldn’t have stopped you.” I told him. Before he could respond I felt my balls tighten and instantly hot cum was erupting onto my abs and pooling in my belly button. I went to clean up and never checked for another email from him before going to sleep. ****** Two weeks later I was at work on a Friday night. They had me at the front desk because one of our studios was being used to film a music video. So I spent most of my night online. While the studio technically was closed at 11 pm, we had an unwritten policy to let productions stay until 1 am as a courtesy. By 10 pm my friends were all out having drinks without me, I had a few dozen texts telling me to “just lock up” and stuff like that. A producer came over to me and asked me if it would be possible to stay a little later than the 11 pm “hard out”. I acted like I was doing him a huge favor, even though this kind of thing happened often, but I told him as long as they wrapped by 11 and were out the door by midnight I would turn a blind eye. He thanked me and went back into the studio. About fifteen minutes later a production assistant came over to me with a six-pack of Magic Hat #9 and told me it was a gift from the producer, as a “thank you.” I wasn’t going to say no, I took it and cracked one open. Then a second in what felt like no time at all. By 11 pm the music was still thumping so I knew they were not packing up yet. I looked around to make sure no one was near me, then I opened Craigslist on my laptop. I looked at a few posts, but I never responded. Honestly just being on the website made me feel like I was going to get “caught” so I just quickly posted an ad, really just hoping to get a few responses and chat, but not actually hook up. I looked into my burner email and saw a bunch of junk and an unread message from the guy from DC. There were a few unread messages actually. This made my dick jump to attention. “That’s so hot, man, how many strokes can I get in before I should wrap up?” the first message said. “Did I take it too far?” The second read, a day later. “Hey, not sure if you’re still interested, but I’m going to be in the city again this weekend. I’ll be at the Rennasaince in Times Square if you want to meet. No pressure.” This one was time-stamped yesterday. I cracked open a third beer, I’m a bit of a lightweight so I shouldn’t be on a third beer in an hour. I started to respond to his email a few times, then deleted. I kept reading and rereading what we said, looking at his body and dick pics, I was hard to the point of frequently checking to make sure my precum wasn’t visible in my jeans. “Hey, sorry I didn’t respond. I was jerking off and as soon as I blow my load I’m not really into guys anymore, if that makes sense. I’m having a few drinks right now, but I’m not going to be free until at the earliest 1 am.” I told him, not even expecting a response. I went to the bathroom to make sure I was “fresh”, and tried to dry the precum already leaked into my red briefs. Back at my laptop, I had a bunch of new responses from guys to my recent ad. The only one I read was from DC guy. “I’ll be up. I just got checked in a little while ago. I was going to hit up the sex shop and get some lube and stuff, you want to come by the hotel when you’re done? Or I could meet you out?” I quickly replied that I would meet him at his hotel and he fired back with the room number. I logged out and did my best to rush the load out in the studio. Finished a fourth beer and headed uptown to meet the guy from DC. ***** Even after four beers, I was a nervous wreck by the time I was riding up the elevator. I could feel my heart pounding out of my chest and I had to really focus to keep my body from shivering from the adrenaline rushing through me. Thankfully he looked exactly as he described, and his pictures were not old. He was wearing a robe, having just showered but it was loose on top so I could see his toned body. This didn’t settle my nerves, only made the anticipation worse. Him being in his robe meant he was naked underneath and I felt this meant I couldn’t back out, or at the very least I needed to make sure he got his nut. He recognized my nervousness and offered me another drink. I accepted and we just chat for a few minutes while I sipped my drink. It helped me get comfortable. Turns out his name is Bryce. The second I put my empty drink down, Bryce’s hand was on my upper thigh. My dick is instantly hard in my briefs. I’ve done this “hookup” with strangers before and it never gets less awkward for me, I don’t know what he’s into, I don’t know if I should be more aggressive or passive, I don’t know what’s a turn off for him, so I try to just follow his lead. His hand slides up my pants and cups my balls from the outside, I let out a soft moan. He smiles, and his dark blue eyes twinkle. “Let’s go to the bed,” he calmly says. I nod. Kicking my shoes off, he grabs a black grocery bag and pulls out a few items, setting them on the nightstand. He slides his robe off, his muscular back facing me, his ass is meaty and firm. I quickly start to undo my pants and push them down. The drinks hit me hard in this moment and I nearly fell over trying to get them off, twisted around my ankles, I fell-sat on the end of the bed, clumsily pulling the pants inside-out to unshackle my ankles. He turns to me, ripping the plastic safety color off a new little brown bottle with his teeth, spitting it to the ground as he walks over to me. His dick quickly grew to full attention, I swear it was bigger than he said it was, or maybe mine was smaller than I thought either way, it was big, like a baby’s arm holding an apple, now inches from my face as he stands in front of me. He leans down and pulls my shirt off over my head, leaving me in just a pair of red Armani briefs and black ankle socks. I could smell his scent and soap from his shower wafting off his crotch as it was dangling in front of me. I looked up and he was smiling down at me, giving me the look of a man expecting me to put his hard dick in my mouth. I’m not very experienced in oral sex. To be honest, I was always a bit of a germaphobe growing up, so it took me into my late teens to even enjoy kissing (girl or guy), the idea of putting someone's privates in my mouth made me too uncomfortable, didn’t matter the sex. But, I knew I couldn’t expect to receive without giving, so I would do it, but my heart was never in it and I knew they could tell. Thankfully Bryce had just showered and I knew it was as clean as it would get, so I grabbed it with my hand and pulled him into my mouth. With my eyes closed I did my best to suck his dick, I felt my eyes water when he tried to thrust into my throat, I would gag, but thankfully no more than that. After a couple of minutes and one really forceful thrust, I had a panic moment and pulled off his dick, jerking it slowly, covered in my saliva. I wiped the wetness from my eyes and mouth as I jerked him. His hand massaged my head, gently nudging me to continue. So I did. I heard him shaking the little brown bottle as I tried to suck his monster. He opened it and put it under my nose and I had no choice but to breathe it in since his dick was in my mouth. The smell was intense, my head started to spin and my heart started beating faster, suddenly I felt relaxed. He did it to the other nostril, telling me to take a deep breath this time and I did. Holy shit, the rush was amazing. I suddenly felt so slutty, like I really could suck his dick into my throat and I tried. I heard him taking a hit from the bottle as I bobbed on his dick, the subtle moan from him as I got deeper on him, and my saliva really started to flow. He capped the bottle and dropped it on the bed, grabbing the back of my head he started to control the rhythm of my blow job, slower and slower, deeper and deeper with every thrust. Suddenly my nose was buried in his nicely trimmed pubes, his balls hit my chin and I realized I had his entire dick in my mouth and throat and I wasn’t gagging. It excited me, I just let him start to slowly fuck my throat, when I heard him whisper, “I’m close.” I kept going, I had never gotten a guy close before just from oral sex, I let him keep fucking my throat and he said it again, “Fuck, I’m close,” and he pushed a few more thrusts and I felt his body tense, his balls tighten and his cock expand and twitch in my mouth as he shot a hot load of cum into my throat. My eyes went wide, and he let loose at least two volleys in my throat and slowly pulled out, another spurt filling the back of my mouth and another on my tongue until his orgasm stopped. I didn’t know what to do, I had never had a guy cum in my mouth before, I felt myself swallow what was in my throat instinctively as he nut, the rest that was in my mouth I wanted to spit out, so I jumped up and ran to the bathroom sink to spit it out. Coughing cum out of my throat, but there was no getting around it, I swallowed a good amount of Bryce’s cum. I could certainly taste it in my mouth as I swallowed and spit, then rinsed my mouth. Turns out cum doesn’t just rinse out, I had little choice but to let the flavor linger in my mouth. I heard him laugh, “Sorry man, I tried to warn you, when you didn’t pull off I thought you wanted me to cum in your mouth.” He confessed. I wasn’t mad, just a little grossed out, “it’s fine,” I said, wiping my face off, and walking back to where he was on the bed. “Fuck that felt good though,” he smiled a very sexy smile, dimples and all. Still wrapping my mind around what just happened I just agreed with him and picked up my underwear. "Are you leaving?" He asked. Again, I'm not a pro at random hookups, but in my experience, once the top blows his load…it's kinda over. Especially if I'm not already close to blowing my load. He could see the confusion on my face and snatched my briefs from my hand, tossing them across the room to the couch. He pushed me back into the bed, pushing me up so he could climb on the bed between my legs. My dick went from limp to rock hard in 2 seconds flat. He spread my legs wide so he could get a better look at the entire area, then dove into my dick getting it sloppy wet. He didn't struggle at all to take me into his throat, it was impressive and intimidating, but man did it feel good. I could help but moan softly while squirming from the pleasure. He then went down to my balls, sucking each one hard enough that it triggered my pain sensor before he would drop it from his mouth. Licking further down, and instantly blowing my mind, he started to rim my hole. I let out a moan that sounded like "Oh my God" but none of the consonants came out. He took that as a sign to continue lifting my legs to expose my hole for him some more, placing a pillow under my ass. Then diving back in, his tongue pushing into my tight pucker two or three times before he came up for air. "Damn that's a tight hole, you don't get fucked often do you?" I sat up on my elbows, "no, I'm mostly with women," o felt the need to remind him. Though that comment seemed to not register at all. He came up, wiping the wetness off his face his dick now rock hard again next to mine and his soft balls dangling on my hole. Like magic, he had the little brown bottle and was uncapping it for me. I understood the drill now and inhaled deep twice for him. My head started to spin, that rush came over me again. He capped the bottle and headed it to me. He reached for the lube on the nightstand and was pouring a generous amount into his hand. He smeared most of it onto my hole, gently he pushed in a finger, then a second with ease thanks to the poppers and lube. I was just enjoying all the pleasure he was offering up. He started slowly stroking himself, adding lube to his dick and then a little more to the fingers playing with my hole. "Take another hit," he suggested. I wanted that rush, though the last one hasn't worn off yet, but I did as he told me. A quick hit on each side. As he did his cock up and down my crack. "No, you have really inhale," he smiled grabbing the bottle and showing me how he did it. Then he passed it back, giving me a, "go ahead" nod. I took two really big hits this time, I thought I would pass out this time, but man everything felt so good, every little touch was tingling through my body. "There you go," said, rubbing his dick up and down my crack some more. Adding some lube as he paused right at my hole, his tip adding just enough pressure to feel where it opens but not pushing in. He let out a soft moan, "Man I want to fuck this tight ass," he continued to gently hump me so his cock slid up and along my balls. Leaning over me, he felt huge, over me, he leans in and gives me a peck on the lips. Then another and this time I instinctively kissed him back. Wow, he's a really good kisser. His tongue invaded my mouth the way it had my hole only moments ago. His hips were thrusting his cock up and down my crack, I couldn't help but wrap my legs around his waist and my arms around his back as we made out with a passion I've never experienced with a man. I swear my hole slightly opened from the amazing pleasure I was getting from all the ways his body was touching mine, especially his hard dick sliding across my hole. "Mmm, can I stick in you?" He asked then started kissing my neck. "Ummmhmmm," I managed to moan. "Raw?" He whispered into my ear. My horny brain had nearly flatlined, but still had enough sense to say, "mmm, condom." He kept kissing my neck as he reached over to the nightstand, pulling one from the open box and then knocking the box to the floor. He returned to my mouth, and humped me some more, "Let me open you up before I put it on." He broke our kiss and sat on his heels, putting one of my ankles on his muscular shoulders as he maneuvered his dick head to the center of my hole and started to push before I could object. It stung, but my hole gave in quicker than it has in the past. I took in a sharp breath, "Ah, fuck man…just, just a few strokes ok?" I said through grit teeth, trying to relax. "Yeah, like a hundred," he grinned, slowly pushing into me. "Oh, mmmm, no, ugh, like ten," I managed to say. "Twenty and I'll wrap up," he negotiated as he slowly bottomed out inside me. "Ungh…fine, be gentle, I'm not a porn star," I reminded him. "Take another hit, it will help you relax and adjust." He held his dick at the hilt waiting for me. I slid my hands around the bed until I felt the little brown bottle I quickly to two big hits, then he did the same and then held it under my nose for two more. My head spinning, I felt my body give in to his iron-hot dick inside me. He slowly started to pull out, then push back in. "That's it, open up for me," he whispered. I tried to relax, the pain and pleasure of his dick was intense, but the pleasure was so good it almost didn’t matter that it came with the pain. His first few strokes were slow enough it was easy for me to keep count, I wasn’t at first but I was able to pick up at around stroke 6 because that one went a little deeper and brought back that twinge and a little bit of a yelp from me, “ungh, shit, easy, easy,” I whispered. “It’s ok, feel my dick inside you, fuck doesn’t that feel so good,” he gave me another three deep strokes in quick succession. “Mmm, yeah, fuck dude,” my hand stopped pushing on his abs to prevent him from going deeper and I started rubbing my fingers through my hair. He leaned in to kiss me, I didn’t hesitate to accept it this time, moaning on the deepest and hardest stroke yet, somewhere around 14 or 15 I guessed. His tongue deep in my mouth as he moaned into me and I moaned back, wrapping my legs around him as my hands explored his strong back. It felt so good. A few more strokes and I knew we were beyond 20, just to be sure I counted 5 more before I broke our kiss, “ungh, condom, oh fuck,” I felt my hips rocking up into him on his next downstroke. He thrust balls deep and sat up, “fuck, I wasn’t counting,” he laughed, “was that already 20?” He started reaching around the bed looking for the unopened condom, still balls deep in me. “You’re so tight, I would’ve guessed you were a virgin,” he joked, tearing the condom open with his mouth. I was in a fog of pleasure, “nah, just don’t get fucked often,” I said out of breath. He slowly pulled out of me, then tapped his cock on my hole, “felt so good in you raw,” he smiled at me, pulling the condom from it’s wrapper. “Yeah, for me too,” was all I could think to say. He rolled the condom down his shaft, adding a little more lube, then quickly lined back up with my hole and started pushing in slowly. “Unnnnh, fuck,” I moaned. “Fuck, so tight,” he pushed my knees up by my head and bottomed out. He started slow but quickly got up to a fucking pace. Alternating between hard and fast and then slow and sensual. His dick was hitting me in all the right spots, so I started jerking myself off best I could with my legs pinned to my chest. It was all too much, he was so sexy and his sex felt so good, I wasn’t going to last too long. After a few minutes he pulled out, “roll over,” he said, helping me onto my stomach. He climbed on top of me and sank his dick in one hard thrust. “Ah, fuck, easy man,” I moaned. His arms slipped under mine, gripping my shoulders from underneath so he could pull himself into me with every thrust, “mmm, fuck,” I murmerd. “Yeah, you like this dick in you don’t you?” he whispered in my ear and then kissed my neck. “Mmm, yeah, fuck it feels so good,” I could barely speak. He kept fucking me like this for a few more minutes and then pulled out, catching his breath, “fuck I got close,” he laughed, “not ready to cum again yet.” I rolled back onto my back, propping a pillow under my head as he put one under my ass again. I watched him pull the condom off his dick slowly and toss it on the night stand. “What are you doing?” I asked. “Need another one, this one’s done,” he said. Which I didn’t really understand. “It broke?” I asked, slowly stroking my dick. “Yeah, you’re tight,” he said, reaching for the lube again, adding some to his dick. Then using his slick hand to stroke my dick. I let him jerk me off a little and I reached for the poppers. He kept jerking me with one hand and used his other hand to jerk himself with his cock head rubbing my hole. It felt so good. I took a deep hit on one side, then the other. The rush came over me again, fuck everything feels so good. I took over jerking myself, I was determined to cum. He continuted jerking himself off on my hole, adding a little more pressure, then a little more until the head was back in me and my hole clamped onto his dick. Using both hands to spread my legs while he pushed just the tip in and out of my hole. “Mmmm, fuck that feels good,” I moaned. “Yeah?” he asked. “Yeah,” I breathlessly and furiously jerked my dick and flexed my hole. “Want me to give you a few more raw strokes?” he asked. I opened my eyes, still stroking my dick, “I don’t know man.” “Just like, ten more, I’ll count them out and then I’ll put on another condom to finish,” he promised. I didn’t say anything and he slowly pushed his dick all the way in and we both moaned at the pleasure of the raw sex. He bottomed out and then slowly pulled out. Pushing back in he counted, “mmm, one.” I moaned, spreading my legs and beating my dick as his cock slide across my prostate, “mmm.” “Two…ungh,” he pushed deep and my ass clenched as he hit that button inside me. “Ungh, fuck, I’m getting close man,” I warned him. “Three,” he went in harder and faster. I felt myself start to boil over, every thrust bringing me closer to liftoff, “oh fuck.” “Four,” he thrust. I clenched my ass on his thrust and he hit my prostate hard, “Fuck I’m gonna cum,” I warned. “Do it,” he thrust, harder and deeper. “Oh fuck,” my toes curled as he spread my legs and thrust harder and deeper into me, hitting that spot again. “Fuck, I’m cumming,” I nearly shouted as my body convulsed and my ass clenched on his cock as it thrust into me again, “ungh,” I moaned and my balls tightened. He thrust harder into me again, “uhhh,” I groaned as the first blast shot out onto my chest, he thrust and the second shot out even harder, then another thrust and I felt the rest of my cum spurt out and pool in my belly button. “Oh fuck,” I groaned. He held there, deep in me as I caught my breath. “Fuck that felt good,” I said out of breath as my orgasm subsided and I became keenly aware that his huge dick was still balls deep in me. Like a switch flipped and what was the most amazing feeling in the world was now trending towards painful. He slowly started to pull out and then thrust back into me, “ow, fuck,” I groaned. “That’s five,” he grinned. “Are you close?” I asked, pushing on his abs again He thrust again, “Six.” He held there, “getting there, going to take longer when I put the condom back though.” He thrust hard, “Seven.” I clenched my teeth, “ungh, fuck dude.” “Eight,” he thrust a little deeper, my ass clenching on his dick. “I’m not sure I can take much more,” I was struggling and it seemed like his dick was only getting bigger. He thrust a little more gently, “ungh, Nine…do you want me to pull out and put a condom on?” He thrust again, “Ten.” “Ungh, fuck,” I pushed on his abs, “I don’t know dude, I think you need to pull out.” He handed me the poppers, “try these.” I quickly took two deep hits and that rush came back over me, it definitely helped. He saw it hit me and started to thrust again, one, two more, then a third. I was pushing on his abs still, “wait, a condom.” “Ok, yeah, but you’ll still let me finish right? I’m close now but I won’t be with the condom on, you know how it is,” he thrust into me again. “How close?” I asked as he kept thrusting with a slow rhythm. “Mmm, fuck dude, it feels so good like this, I’ll cum quick if you let me,” He leaned down, smearing my cum between us as he kissed me and thrust hard into me. “Fuck, ok, just hurry, and don’t cum in me,” I mumbled. He kissed my neck and held my hips, I wrapped my arms around me as he started to fuck me faster and faster. It still hurt but I didn’t want to punk out and make him jerk off, so I just held on and let him use my hole. “Fuck you feel so good,” he whispered in my ear. Curling his body into me with every thrust. “Are you, ungh, are you close?” I asked again. Trying not to ruin his concentration and delay his orgasm. “Mmm, yeah, getting there,” he kept his steady rhythm, thrusting hard into me. “Fuck man,” I groaned, “I need you to hurry.” I clenched and tried to relax, though thankfully his precum was adding lube to my hole with every thrust, but it wasn't enough to make it feel good. “Ok, mmm, but you gotta let me nut in you,” he moaned in my ear. “What?” I asked. “I’m gonna hurry, but please let me cum in you, it feels so good,” he thrust harder and deeper, a little off rhythm. “Fuck man,” I groaned, “fine, just hurry, ungh,” his thrusting was really digging deep. Another minute of fucking me sensually, “I’m close, oh fuck, I’m so close,” he kissed me. I moaned, I felt his dick starting to swell, his thrust getting shorter but deeper. “I’m about to cum,” he said then continued to kiss me. A few more erratic thrusts, he broke our kiss and looked me in the eyes, “Oh shit, I’m cumming,” one hard deep thrust and I felt his dick twitch and the warmth of his hot load erupting inside me, a second thrust smearing it around and unloading more boiling cum as lube for another and another thrust. “Oh fuuuuck,” he groaned. His orgasm felt so good I couldn’t help but moan with him, “Oh fuck, mmm,” I held on tight to him without thinking, my legs warped around him, pulling him into me as his dick continued to spasm inside me and his body clenched and unclenched a few more times. “Oh my God,” he breathlessly lay on top of me. We both caught our breath, just laying there in orgasmic bliss. His cum lubed my hole so nicely that the pain I was feeling instantly disappeared and his last few thrust felt so good, it blew my mind. Not two minutes ago I wanted nothing more than for him to pull out, but now I wanted him to stay inside me. His cock deflated though and slowly the tightness of my ass pushed him out. He rolled off of me, both of us covered in my cum, his cum dripping out of my ass. “I need a quick shower before I go,” I told him. “Yeah, no problem,” he pointed to the closed bathroom door. I slowly and awkwardly got up, as though my body was broken and nothing quite worked the way it had before he fucked me. I took a quick shower, rinsing the cum off of me. He lay naked on the bed, watching me as I got dressed quickly but trying not to look like I was getting dressed as quickly as possible. “I’m going to be here all weekend if you want to go again,” he broke the silence. “Yeah, maybe, I don’t really do this often,” I tried to be noncommittal. Truth is I had no intention of doing this again, it was hot, but now that it was over I had no interest in sex with any guy. Which was an issue I had to work out over the next couple of years on my own. My subway ride home was long and uncomfortable. I was sure everyone on the train knew I just let a guy I just met, a stranger fuck me and shoot his load into me, a load that was still slowly leaking into my underwear. I got home around 5 am and passed out pretty quickly. The next morning I checked my email, there were dozens of new responses to the listing that I forgot I had posted, one email from Bryce. “He, last night was awesome. I’m so glad we got to meet up, really glad that you let me get those first few strokes in raw, though the last few raw strokes were even better! I hope we can do it again before I leave, if not I’ll hit you up the next time I’m in the city. I can tell you felt weird about letting me nut in you but don’t worry, I got a check-up before coming to town and everything came back negative. I’ll email you the results for your own piece of mind when I get back. Let me know if you’re in the mood to get fucked again, I’ll obviously wear a condom the entire time if that gets me back inside you. Hope to see you again, Bryce.”

I’m sure guys like this get turned down all the time at the bathhouses or in a bar when a guy cops a feel. But i would definitely be down to taking his monster in my hungry hole and blowing his load inside an ass. I take 14” of a double dildo and love to have guys with muscled forearms fist me to their elbow anybody in BZ have this type of equipment travel 3 major cities in Canada, Montreal, Ottawa and Toronto would be open to northeast US for the right girth in Europea few times a year also

I'm a 42 year old bi man married but wife is ok with me being with other men as long as I keep it very discreet a few years ago we moved to a town in Western Colorado where there are very few men that are tops so for the past two years have mostly hooked up with guys that wanted to bottom or just trade oral though I am personally a complete cock whore when I can be. Last night that changed after a year of not getting fucked I was finally able to scratch that itch. I was on grindr trying to find a guy I could suck off on my lunch break when a 29 year old top contacted me we chatted a bit and decided that we would meet for sex after work instead of head during lunch. As we chatted we realized we had met before one time and I was very excited during our one short meeting I found him very attractive Neither of us could host at our homes so we met at his store like I said he is an attractive man of 29 short maybe 5'7 Hispanic with dark completion and eyes with a well trimmed beard when I got to his shop with little conversation he led me to an upstairs office still saying almost nothing he showed me he had lube then started kissing me his hands going to my cock almost right away We made out for a few minutes before I dropped to my knees pulled his shorts down and began sucking his 7 inch cock that was already rock hard dripping precum I only sucked him for a couple minutes as I was worried he would cum and I wanted him to fuck me we had talked about fucking bareback while chatting but hadn't in person so as I pulled off my own shorts and went and bent over his desk I didn't know for sure how it would happen but after he put the lube on my hole I didn't hear a condom package open and I felt his bare cock Like I said earlier it had been over a year since the last time I had a cock in me so at first he had a hard time with how tight I was he wasn't particularly thick but still took some effort but after a few minutes he was fucking me fast and hard right on his desktop as he got close to cumming he asked if I wanted him to cum in me I told him fuck yes he then asked if we could cum together so I began stroking my cock as he kept fucking I felt him get ready to cum and actually shot my own load over the floor second before I felt him tense and cum inside me for a nice large load After re recovered and pulled out I put my own shorts back on while he did the same gave him one last kiss and left his store driving home felt my ass sloppy with lube and cum felt that was a perfect way to break my dry spell

Oh fuck! Good start!!! Breeding boyfriend on the washer? DONE!!! 🦠☣️

Hey, much enjoying reading all the topics, so decided to created an account myself as well. Started going to sex parties this year, and found out I really like fucking hot guys in public. Lucky for me there are plenty of parties for me to attend in Amsterdam, hope to share my experiences here 😉

I had some for fun. Was a great experience.

I introduce myself, I am a young submissive, whore, impotent addicted to porn, I like to read the forum, the stories and the experiences, and if I can chat with alpha males

Fuck yeah the boys should give daddy Justin a slam while he’s taking his sons cock

Got some group fun the other night with a couple of bears in their 50s …proper daddy bears , beards hairy and hung ..were looking for cubs to fuck the snot out of 🙂 I turned up at their place and I was stripped inside of 2 min old blokes tongue down my throat and his mates on his knees eating my hole. The bloke snogging me had a fucking thick cock and I was bent over to suck it …big head loose foreskin tasty pre-cum …you want this inside you don’t ya son ? …I wasn’t sure but I was going to try. Dragged me upstairs to the bed room and got me on all fours they swapped and I was now sucking the other guys cock …not as big as his mates but a good cut cock …on his knees fucking my throat…the dad with the massive cock was lubing and fingering my hole …getting me ready …poppers were under my nose and I gratefully snorted deep …head rushing …big dad had half his hand in me …fucking blissed out for a min. Then he said “ready son” …I just moaned having 8” of cut cock testing my gag reflex. Felt that big head pressing at my hole …he was so slow and obviously knew what he was doing …slowly pushing and backing off …opening my hole bit by bit …fuck it was stretching me …he sighed as he finally got balls deep. “Feel good son?” …”yeah daddy” …felt amazing so stretched and just felt like if he moved id cum. Other dad said “love watching him fuck tight lads” ….he lifted my head and snogged me again then returned his cock to my mouth. Big dad slowly started to fuck me ..he was right on the button and I was drooling pre-cum which the other licked of his fingers as he wanked me… I had to ask him to stop cos I didn’t want to cum yet. Big dad started to fuck hard and deep…bit of pain on the deep thrusts but omg it felt good …the shaped and I was sucking Big dads cock as his mate got in me easily and started to slam my hole …both of them fucked me on and off for about an hour …I was begging for their loads by the end ..the smaller of the two shot his load in me first and said “oh baby boy you fucking dirty bastard” …big dad was in me as soon as his mate pulled out …on god that was hot …he fucked me deep and hard and “fuck lad going to breed ya” …that got me over the line and I shot as he filled my hole. He pulled out and fingered my hole string up the cum…”you tighten right up when you’ve cum” …I practically blacked out from the force of cumming …im defo going to be these blokes cum dump …I was wobble and grinning as I got my shit together …”think he liked it?” Said big dad …his mate said …”yeah hes cum loads” So thanks dads when my arse can cope I’m going to come back

Same as you! Also start organizing gangbangs, or surprise him with a few tops when he comes back home. Start going with him to places to whore him out. I can only date true sluts. I love cum too much to be in an exclusive relationship, and my bf should be addicted to cum and sex too

CHAPTER 4: BULL Fuck this felt like a virgin throat. This kid was still coughing from Needle’s slam and I had my cock buried to the hilt. Their throat spasmed over and over around my cockhead and I loved it. I pulled out and started fucking. I didn’t care if they puked or not, but I sure as fuck didn’t care about a Hole’s gag reflex. I was gonna feed it my first load tonight. I could hear the sobs but couldn’t tell what was tears or spit or whatever else on this Hole’s face. I craved the struggle and got even rougher since Axel had it’s hands pinned up overhead. I could see Needles jacking off and playing with his PA. I knew he loved watching his piercings ruin a hole, and I could almost see in his mind. I kept fucking the throat and started to feel my balls draw up – my load was about to get fed. I shoved my cock all the way deep and held it, trying to will myself a bit more time. I closed my eyes, but as soon as I felt the kid go limp, I opened them and growled, “Fuck yeah, cunt, choke on it!” I didn’t care, though, I’d repeat this a few times, I guessed. I pulled out and backhanded them across the face, “Wake the fuck up! I ain’t finished!”. I heard Horse make a noise and looked over to catch his eye. He looked entranced and I knew he wasn’t backing out. I could see his monster cock in his jeans and was surprised he wasn’t jacking it yet. I shoved back in once I knew the Hole was at least aware enough that it was getting skull fucked. Over and over, out and balls deep….out and balls deep. I’d feel myself getting close and I’d bury myself again and hold it while mentally steeling myself. That and I just wanted to choke them out a couple of more times before I had to stop. Nothing made me feel more powerful than using my cock to almost end someone. The Hole blacked out again, and I pulled out. I watched their head loll forward in my loose grip and looked around, “This is a good look on it, Ben. You cool if I keep going?” He looked up at me, “so long as they’re still breathing when you pull out, I don’t care how many times you do it. I want this Hole to be scared.” “Fear makes a hole and throat tighter. Makes it easier to ruin, too.” I backhanded the Hole again, getting it awake. I saw blood oozing from their split lip, but I didn’t care. It just made me all the harder. I pushed back in and went back to fucking like a madman. Ben called out, “Horse, check the sling…specifically the cuffs and locks. We’ll move the Hole over there once Bull is finished. Oh, and make sure the head is the right height; we aren’t ignoring either end while we’re over there.” Horse strolled over and got to fiddling around with that, and I focused again on these busted lips around my cock. Ben was giving me time, but I could tell he was ready to have this beauty spread wide for us. Just because I could, I went harder; this time I didn’t want to hold off blowing my load. As I busted, I shoved balls deep again and held it. I wanted two things: one to fill this cunt’s stomach with my load and to choke it out one more time. I grinned as I held it there and got my wish, feeling it go limp in my hold and I pulled out. Axel eased them down to the floor. AXEL: I picked up the limp body from the floor and carried them over the sling. I got this pretty angel settled in and got a really good look at them. Ben had definitely chosen a gorgeous one, even with a split lip from Bull and all the tears. They had a beautiful blush all over their neck and chest from the T and exertion. They suffered so beautifully. I nodded to Horse to get their hands cuffed while I positioned their ankles. Opening up the most beautiful ass and hole I think I’d ever seen. They were stuffed with a plug, and I knew Ben had already done a little work on softening it up for us. When we were done, we all stepped back and looked over at Ben. “Gentleman,” Ben started, “look at this beautiful thing laid out before us. There’s 5 of us and 2 holes, and I know y’all want to enjoy both. Let’s have it.” He looked directly at Horse, “you still with us, or you ready to leave?” “Oh I’m fucking staying. My cock is into it”. We all chuckled. Needles passed around a pipe while we sort of took it all in and started to undress. The Hole was moaning and wiggling in the sling. I knew it wanted more than that plug…I could feel the neediness. “Well, now I know why you’re called Horse” Ben smiled. “How do you feel about breaking it in for us and dumping the first load in that Hole?” Horse moved over and came between their legs. Glancing around, he asked “so, anything special you expect of me or what?” Needles piped up, “whatever you do, don’t give ‘em a booty bump. I gave ‘em a .5 and for a newbie we want to hold for another couple of hours on that again.” I heard the grunt of assent and we all got a little closer. We wanted to watch this with a good vantage point. Needles started feeding poppers to our Hole, and I watched Horse slick up his meat. And yes, we called him Horse for a reason – if he was less than 10” I’d eat my Harley. And easily as big as a beer can. Very few women even went after him. He was slick and stepped up. He nodded to Needles and he held the popper cloth over the Hole’s mouth and nose, making him take big, deep breaths. After a few of those, he removed it and nodded back to Horse. Horse stepped forward and lined up. “Hold their shoulders, Needles”. And then with one hand he held his cock and with the other gripped their thigh and shoved in with a powerful thrust. Our Hole yelled in pain. Horse yelled at Needle’s to push him down while he Horse forced even deeper. Our captive trashed as much as they could in the sling but there wasn’t anything they could do to stop getting impaled. Horse grunted again and pulled out. Needles had draped the popper cloth over the Hole’s face again and use his body to prevent the sling from moving backwards. Horse lined up and rammed balls deep in one thrust this time. And pulled out. Lined up again and repeated this….a third…a fourth….a fifth time. After the fifth time, he looked over at Ben “well, this hole aint resisting nothing now.” Horse gripped the chains at the Hole’s hips and started up a pace that was as hot as it was brutal. NEEDLES: Horse was power fucking the Hole and I looked down at this sweet, innocent face crying and yowling and finally they started to beg us to stop, complaining about the pain. They even said please. I held the popper cloth over their mouth and nose again and got right next to their ear. “Oh sweet thing, begging ain’t gonna stop us. You got claimed by the Big Bad Wolf, and he’s sharing you with the pack.” They weren’t listening to me, so I held the cloth even tighter and stopped their head from thrashing. “Stop it now. Just inhale and let go. We’ll keep you floating enough that you don’t have to be here for this. Just let us have our fun and you can float away.” I stood up and removed the cloth. I slid the blindfold away and looked down into their eyes. Through the tear and fear I could see a sweetness. No wonder Ben chose this one. Even though their pupils were blown wide from the T, I could see a pretty little ring of green. I knew I’d love looking into them when they weren’t saucer-eyed, but right now, it made my cock jump. I backed up and grabbed my cock, bringing it to their lips. “Open up, sweetness, and let me in. You don’t want to make me ask again”. Their lips parted, and the moment I could I slid down into their throat. I didn’t have to move much – Horse’s fucking was swinging our Hole back and forth enough that Horse basically fucked them onto my cock for me. I let go of the chains and pulled the pipe out for another couple of hits. I blew large clouds down on my cock and the Hole’s face. Not enough to make them higher, just really for show. I passed the pipe and torch off to Axel and reached forward to pinch both nipples laid out before me. HORSE: I’d never fucked a guy before, but goddammit this hole gripped my cock like a warm glove. Just knowing I didn’t have to worry about being “too big” or being “too rough” gave me a freedom I’d never had before when fucking. I didn’t care. I looked down and slowed my fucking a big. I could see some pink slick showing on my cock. I looked around for Ben, finding him sitting in a chair and hitting Needles’ pipe. “I think I tore something; I see blood in the lube.” “A lot? Like is it bright read or just a bit of pink?” “More a bit of pink than bright red.” “Nothing to care about it.” He waved me off, and then said “You look like you’re enjoying yourself.” I had started fucking deep, long and hard strokes at this point. I knew I was fucking this whore’s throat onto Needles’ cock, too. “Oh fuck yeah I am. I’ve never been able to fuck a Hole like this.” “This claim belongs to you, too, now that Axel brought you in. No reason this will have to be the only time.” My rhythm stuttered a bit when I looked back over at him, “what? Seriously? This ain’t a one time thing?” Axel laughed from the other side of me, “No brother…a claim means we keep it, and since the 5 of us are breaking it in, it means we also get free use of it.” I was surprised, and looked back down watching this swollen pink ring stretched around my monster. “Mmmmm. I’m going to get used to this, boys.” I sped up again and wanted to breed this Hole. As turned on as I was, I wanted to blow my load, hit the pipe and watch whatever else was in store. I had an idea of what to expect from Axel and Bull, but Needles was a sick fucker, and I didn’t have any idea of Ben’s tastes. Whatever I could imagine, I knew it’d fall short of what we were doing. I let go of the though and focused on this Hole squeezing my cock. It was rippling around me as it swallowed me deep. Another couple of strokes and I was there, blowing the biggest load I think I’d ever shot. It kept going….and going. Fuck me…if that’s what fucking a dude was like, I needed to rethink things. This was better than breeding a cunt any day. After my last shudder, I heard Needles and looked up to see him blow his wad all over that pretty face. I pulled out and watch my own load start to leak out of that swollen gape. Axel shoved me out of the way and rammed a plug in. I looked up at him. “This is our Hole. Our cumdump. Don’t waste your cum by letting it drip out.”

Part 14 At Chad's and Greg's urging I filled them in on some of the details of my previous encounter with Robert, the trucker. (I didn't share all the details knowing the time for that would come later after Robert arrived.) After explaining to Greg that I had met Robert during the same time Chad had been out of town and had his first dp fucking, I told him that Robert was the guy who had introduced me to crystal and how much I quickly learned to love using it with sex. With Chad out of town, I told them, I was horny as hell. I'd already fucked my wife three times the day I ended up meeting Robert but it didn't satisfy my lust. I loved fucking her and always got off with her but I was needing something that she could never give me. I needed some hot no-strings-attached raw man-to-man fucking and sucking and breeding. It was about 10:30 on Friday night. Jess, my wife, was working a double shift at the hospital where she was a nurse and I knew I had plenty of time to indulge my dark cravings. I'd heard Chad and others talk about a park not too far from my house where pretty much anything and everything took place after dark especially on weekends. Letting my hard cock lead the way I made my way there and parked close to one of the two entrances, noticing quite a few other cars and trucks already there as well as a couple of 18-wheelers. I took a couple of quick hits on the joint I'd brought with me then got out of the car and started walking in no particular direction. After a couple of minutes, with my eyes more adjusted to the night's dark light, I noticed a couple of guys slightly to my left emerging from the edge of trees. As they neared me I could make out that they were both very hot men and both were bare-chested. Probably late 20's I guessed. Passing me the shorter guy grinned at me, looking me up and down. “You're hot dude!” he said, as they both stopped. “If we didn't have to leave we could have a good time tonight.” Not sure what to say I quietly asked where I could find some fun there that night, explaining I hadn't been there before. The taller beefier guy had pointed back in the direction they had walked from and told me there was a path there and to follow it, assuring me I'd find what I was looking for very soon. The younger one blatantly grabbed my crotch in one of his hands and whispered, “The guys'll eat you alive tonight stud!” Then they walked off toward the parking lot. Trembling I took a deep breath and started walking again. After only a few feet I was able to make out the path entering the wall of dark trees and feeling my cock surge I'd started following the path. Sure enough within minutes I started encountering a number of guys – some alone, against a tree, stroking a hard cock, some in pairings of two-or-three or more with mouths and asses being filled with cock as moans echoed through the wooded area. My mouth went dry watching and listening to the activities going on around me as I slowed my pace and kept walking further along. After five or ten more minutes I stopped to watch two naked hard-bodied guys spit-roasting another guy between them. The one guy that was facing me was black and at least 6'3” tall and built like the proverbial brickhouse. His smooth chest had a sheen of sweat all across it and he was pummeling the ass of the white guy bent over in front of him, who from his grunts and mumbled groans was enjoying the dicking he was getting. At the same time his mouth was impaled on the third guy's dick. He was white, with broad shoulders and a narrow waist, probably about 6'. He had his back to me. It was obvious from what both tops were saying that I had walked up on the final minutes of the hot 3-way. The black guy slammed mercilessly against the white guy's ass, the sound echoing off the trees. “You ready white boy?” he growled. “You ready for my black dick to breed your spun white ass?!” The guy being fucked managed to pull his mouth off of the dick in front of him. His face was a picture of sweaty eagerness and readiness. “Fuck yeah!” he answered. “Give me your fucking nut man! Breed my white ass with your dark seed and knock me up!” With that the black guy thrust hard and held still as he obviously was giving the white bottom exactly what he'd asked for. I had at some point dropped my shorts and was stroking my meat and felt like I might cum at any moment. The black top pulled his cock from the hole he'd just bred and stepped back and the guy who'd been getting sucked took his place, ramming his own dick inside the offered hole. The black stud was catching his breath when he glanced up and noticed me. He grinned a sexy grin and walked over to me. Without a word he put his big hand on my shoulder and pressed me down until I was on my knees. In front of me was a massive slab of dark flesh still hard and covered with cum and ass juices. I knew what was expected of me and with no waiting parted my lips and slid them down over his cockhead using my tongue to start washing his cock clean. It had to have been 10” at least. (I found out later it was just over 10.5” and thick.) I'd never had any kind of sex with a black man before but the idea of it was always a big turn on for me. I felt his hand at the back of my head as he eased more of his thickness toward my throat. I'd never had a cock that big and only managed to get about seven inches in my mouth before I started struggling to get my mouth open wide enough. He finally let me ease off of his cock and pulled me to my feet, shoving his tongue hard into my mouth. After making out a few minutes he pulled back and grinned again at me as I stood there panting. “Never had a dick as big as mine have ya?” he asked. I told him no. Leading us to a nearby log he reached out and picked up a pair of shorts put his hand in a pocket and pulled the hand back out, now holding something. “I got something here that'll help you take every motherfucking inch man. You want it?” Not even knowing what I was agreeing to I nodded my head, knowing I wanted this black stud's entire cock down my throat. He brought his hand up and I could see he had a glass pipe in it and the pipe had a bowl at the end of it. He was also holding a lighter and when he flicked the lighter to life placing the flame under the bowl I could see a pile of small white rocks in the bowl. They immediately began to melt filling the bowl with a thick white vapor. The black adonis grinned at me again and said, “I'm Robert and this is Tina,” indicating the smoke-filled pipe. “Smoke some of this with me man and I promise you'll be able to get my whole black cock down your throat and up your ass. How about it?” I moaned and let Robert give me my first ever hit of tina leading to a night I'd never expected. (to be continued)

I’ve been back home this week visiting my dad and some family. I needed a break from it all so I went to a bar I used to frequent. It was fairly dead being a Wednesday and fairly late. Ended up knocking back a few beers with a guy at the bar. Last call came around and he offered to continue the night at his place. He wasn’t explicit about it given the kind of bar it was but was easy to read between the lines with him. Once we got into my truck he reached over and started to rub my crotch. He lived closer by and as soon as we got to his place, barely made it in the door before he dropped to his knees and took my cock out my jeans. A+ oral skills and had he kept going I would’ve blown in his mouth but he pulled off and said “hope you want to fuck because I want that cock in me”. No objections from me there! We both got naked and walked to his bedroom where I ate his hot hairy ass out for a bit. He grabbed poppers off his night stand and huffed them, passing me the bottle and I did a few hits myself. He was on his back already and pulled his legs back, I teased his hole a bit before pushing my bare cock inside. He took it well and once I was balls deep in him I started to thrust long and deep. Fucked him like that for a while and I was deep in him when I came. Stayed inside him for a while after before pulling out. He asked if I wanted to go another round and so we did, started that one with him on all 4s and finished it spoon fucking him. I left him well fucked with two of my loads inside his ass.

Mike and Josh meet up the next morning around 10 in the hotel gym. They exchanged stories of their conquests the night before. Josh put 3 loads in the married chicks pussy just the same number of poz loads Mike put in that neg hole. Josh knew Mike was a gifter and thought it was hot he liked knocking up men as much as Josh liked impregnating women. Josh even played wing man for him a time or two. As the went up to the locker room and change they notice a hot latin twunk type guy in the steam room. They both stripped naked and went into the steam room. With their meat hanging out and a towel over their shoulder. They had tagged a few guys before. Josh always unloading in the lucky bottoms throat while Mike bred their ass. Josh was straight and only fucked pussy, but had the view a throat was a throat. Plus men have better head. They purposely sat so the twunk could see their meat. Josh had a solid 7.5 inch and thick dick. Soft it was about 3.5 in and thick. Mikes monster was also prominent. As they talked Mike could tell the twunk was watching their dicks. He purposely started adjusting with his balls which fluffed his dick to about half hard. The twink eyes were glued the hole time. Finally after about 5 minutes, Mike said to the twunk “if your going to stare at it get on your knees and suck it boy!” True twunk was in his knees in a flash licking Mikes balls and shaft. Then sucking it his piz dick deep. The twunk was amazing deep throating Mike massive schlong. Josh stroked himself hard as he watch the twunk choke on his friends meat. “Suck his dick boy while I eat your bussy.” Mike instructed the twunk. He had Josh’s thick meat in his throat and ass in the air in seconds. Mike ate that tight brown lightly hoary hole as he heard the twunk moan around Josh’s dick. After getting the hole wet enough to get his poz dick in he nodded at Josh to indicate it was fucking time. In a rapid move Mike stood up and forced his massive toxic dick balls deep in the raw brown twunk boy pussy in one push. Josh held the twunk head down on his cock as he tried to pull away while Mike held him still, impaled on his poz dick. Within a few seconds the twunk calmed and started to moan again on Josh’s dick as he started to move his hips on Mikes cock. Mike started to meet the twunks movement thrust for thrust. The sound of the trunk moaning in the dick, the thwapping of the thrusts, and the dirty talk of Josh telling the boy to take that raw dick all were music to Mike’s ears. After about 7-8 mins of fucking the twunk’s hole tightened and his cum sprayed on the steam room floor. Mike moaned and blew his toxic cum in the twunk’s now gaped hole. “Fuck yes boy take my babies! I am knocking you up!” He moaned as he flooded the twunk with his high virals load. Josh moaned hard and filled the twunks throat with his cum. Mike and Josh removed their dicks from the twunk, picked up their towels, and headed to the shower. Not saying a word the the twunk now on the bench breathing heavy from being worked over by two hung studs. They showered and got dressed not seeing the twunk again as they walked out of the locker room. As they went back to their rooms they high-fived at the door and Josh congratulated Mike in another poz son. They agreed to change and go see the sights for a bit before their shift that night. Day 2 and second hole seed with his toxic cum!

It was just after 11 when Mike found his the trophy for the night. He was 5’8 or so. Had a small build. He purposely IDed him to see his age and name. Rory age 22. He flirted with Mike from the minute he got to the bar. As he walked away, his tight short-shorts showed his juicy ass! Mike’s dick swelled with anticipation. Rory would make appearances all night. Making some small talk. Lean closer each time. Mike loved the smell he gave off. Around 1:15 am as the night was winding down he saw Rory’s friends leave the bar. The crowd was sparse. He ask the other bartender to cover for him for a bit. Josh gave him a grin and said sure, hit that boy pussy. They covered for each other often when one wanted a quick fuck on a job. Mike approached Rory and started to talk to him then convinced the hot boy to follow him to a back storage area and o be able to “talk” easier away from the music. As they entered the room, Rory was on Mike, kissing and rubbing him all over. Mike loved how easy it was to get these boys to be in heat for him. The kissing lead to Mike telling Rory to get on his knees. He pulled out his massive dick which made Rory’s eyes go wide. “I have never seen a dick that big” ”Good, then your hole will be tight when it fucks you! But first open your mouth baby boy!” Before Rory could say anything else Mike stuck his dick down his throat. Face fucking him and making him choke on his big fat poz dick. “Its time I fuck that ass boy” he said as he pulled this dick from his mouth and pulled the smaller man up and bent him over the table. “Give me that big dick daddy! Do you have a condom? I ran out of prpe a month ago and haven’t been able to get a refill” Mike almost came just from hearing the boys hole was fertile and unprotected. “We are good raw. I am on prep. You can relax and really enjoy this dick baby boy” “Ok, but will you pull out before you cum?” ”if you want baby” he told another lie. His toxic cum was going in this neg boy hole! He used spit and his fingers to get him open. Then covering his boys mouth slammed his big dick balls deep. Plenty of tearing happening to let the precum infect his hole. The boy whined and tried to get away but Mike used his superior body to hold him in place while the hole stretched. “This is the quickest and easiest way to get you open for me boy. You want me to continue?” ”Yes, but go slow daddy, please.” Moke smiled as he knew this boy was his next poz son. Even though he didn’t know it yet. He was slow at first. But hit different angel and even used his fingers when he pulled out to search the boys hole. He saw blood on his fingers and dick, which made him shove his dick balls deep and put load one of his highly toxic cum in the boy. Hr continue to fuck the boy and came a second time even deeper. And still continued fucking. One of his gifts was yo stay hard after cumming. Finally he pulled out and shoot his third load in the blue butt checks. “There my load boy” ”Fuck that was hot! You fuck my load out of me without me touching myself! You have a great dick. Wish I wasn’t going hole tomorrow!” “Yea, but it’s a fuck to remember for you baby. Now I got to go back to the bar. Thanks for the fuck!” He went back to the bar and Josh asked him in a hushed tone “How was that ass?” ”Tight and warm! Prefect for my load” “Nice, I am taking that chick over there to my room. Going to impregnate her married pussy. Let her husband raise my kid!” Mike smiled, his buddy loved leaving behind legacies as much as him. “Go ahead and take off and knock her up.” Josh thanked Mike and left him to clean up. When he got back to his room Mike jerked in bed to the video of he secretly recorded in the storage room of his pozzing of Rory. It only took 30 mins to change that boys life, One neg hole down, 5 more nights to get more! Part 3 coming soon.

As a man with a thick bushy cock, there is nothing hotter than stuffing a guys face in my ripe fur.

Part 24 After taking four big hits from the pipe one after the other at Kevin's urging, Jeremy had handed the pipe and lighter to Kevin as he licked and kissed his way down Kevin's hard muscular body. He worked on both nips with his lips and teeth, making them stand up hard from Kevin's chest, then made his way down until his full lips were pressed firmly against the packed front of Kevin's jockstrap. Both of them were moaning as they felt the power of the tina take over and heighten their senses and hungers. My moans were matching theirs as Drew and Ryan and I watched it all on the screen, Drew playing with my nips and Ryan fondling my full balls. “Such a hot mouth!” we heard Kevin say, pressing a hand against the back of Jeremy's head. “You like that hard daddy dick don't you boy?” Jeremy, eagerly slurping up and down on Kevin's long shaft, mumbled around the tool and nodded his head. “You like it in both of your boy holes, don't you son?” Kevin asked seductively. This time Jeremy came up off of Kevin's meat and wrapping his fist around it he looked into Kevin's face and said, “Hell yeah I do Daddy! In my mouth and in my ass! Will you fuck me Daddy? Please?!!” he begged. Kevin chuckled and, looking at me through the camera lens, he asked Jeremy, “Is that what you want son? Do you want your daddy to fuck your ass and cum in you?” I groaned and grabbed my cock tighter hearing this and waited for Jeremy's response. It came almost immediately. “Yes, sir! I want my daddy to fuck me and breed me with his cum!” Wordlessly, Ryan removed my hand from my dick to prevent me from cumming too soon. Kevin instructed Jeremy to get on his knees on the couch with his head resting on the armrest and his ass up in the air. With my son in position Kevin walked in front of him and gave him the pipe and lighter. “Take a couple more hits, son. Daddy wants you good and tweaked when he slides his big cock inside you.” Jeremy wasted no time heating up the rocks in the bowl and beginning to inhale, while at the same time Kevin moved and got on the couch behind him, raising his ass up a little higher. “What a damn sweet pucker son! I can't wait to fuck it again but first I have to taste it,” and saying that he lowered his face to Jeremy's hole and began running his tongue around and inside it. Jeremy cried out in ecstasy feeling that tongue enter him, and I knew very well the pleasure he was feeling. “Oh gawd yes, Daddy! Eat my hole! Feels so fucking good!” Kevin grabbed Jeremy's asscheeks and spread them wider and intensified his oral attack on Jeremy's hole. Not even wanting to blink so I didn't miss anything, my eyes filled with the live sex show involving my own son, I heard Ryan say from beside me, “Time for me to join in,” and a moment later I saw him on the computer screen as he entered the living room and stood in front of Jeremy. “Hey there, little brother,” he said and Jeremy raised his head and opened his eyes, grinning at Ryan. “Hi!” he answered. “Having fun?” Ryan asked, taking the pipe from Jeremy's hand and heating it's contents. “Oh yeah! So much fun!” Ryan fed Jeremy the pipe and Drew and I watched him take a deep draw into his lungs. Kevin looked up from the ass he'd been tonguing, his face smeared with sweat and spit, and grinned at Ryan. “Glad you're here man,” he said to Ryan. “You can help me spit-roast this horny boy.” “I'm ready,” Ryan replied then looked down at Jeremy. “You want that? You want us to give you dick in both of your holes at the same time dude?” Jeremy blew out another cloud and gave them the answer we all expected. “Hell yeah! Give me both your cocks! Yours down my throat and Daddy Kevin's in my ass! I need it so much!” Ryan took the pipe from Jeremy and laid it on the table. Turning back to Kevin he asked, “Are you ready?” “Fuck yeah!” Kevin said as he scooted into position and slowly ran his thick manhood up and down Jeremy's wet crack. Ryan reached over and grabbed the bottle of poppers and handed them to Jeremy. “You know what to do dude,” he said. “Take a couple of deep hits in each nostril then open wide.” I watched as Jeremy hit the brown bottle twice on both sides then obediently opened his mouth. Ryan stepped closer and I watched as his wide cock slid easily into my son's throat. At the same time Kevin said, “Daddy's going to fuck you now, son,” and proceeded to press his hips forward moving his bare meat into Jeremy's 19-year-old ass. Jeremy moaned in lust and heat as he felt himself filled at both ends with cock. “Aw fuck yeah!” I whispered as I watched. “Fuck him! Fuck my son and fill him with cum!” (to be continued)

Part 23 I was sitting on the edge of the queen-size bed in one of the two bedrooms in Kevin's apartment. Ryan and Drew were with me and were making sure I was drinking plenty of water and gatorade. We had come here after Drew asked if I was going to be in trouble with my wife after being gone all afternoon. I told him she was out of town for a few days with my daughter and it was just me and my son Jeremy at home while they were gone. I added that I hardly saw Jeremy much since he was always off doing things with friends. “You got that right,” Ryan had laughed and I asked what he meant. And what Drew had meant about helping me to get to have sex with Jeremy. Then he had told me. A little more than a month ago he had met a young guy at the same park where he had met me. He couldn't say for sure since he didn't know what my son looked like but he thought it might be my son because the guy's name was Jeremy. After talking briefly with him Drew found out that his Jeremy was wanting to have sex with other guys and explore around some. Drew had taken him over to Ryan's place and they had introduced the guy to smoking tina and man-sex. “He got into it all right away. Even quicker than you did, Daddy Justin,” Drew had chuckled. He and Ryan had shown the guy quite a lot that first time and Drew had popped his cherry. Then he asked if I had a picture of my son. I told him there was one in my wallet in my shorts and Ryan found them and brought them to me. With trembling hands I had opened my wallet and showed them a picture of my son. “Hot damn!” Ryan blurted out, followed by Drew telling me the Jeremy he had met in the park was my son. I had set there in a daze on the edge of the picnic table listening to what they were telling me, my drug-hazed mind trying to take it all in. I didn't know what to say or think but Drew noticed that my cock was totally hard again and commented on it. “Looks like you're turned on Daddy Justin knowing I got your son high and took his cherry. Just like I took yours.” I groaned and wrapped my hand around my rock-hard boner. Finally finding my voice I shakily asked Drew what made him think that Jeremy would want to have sex with me, his own father. Maybe he was just into younger guys like Drew and Ryan. That's when Kevin had joined in the conversation. “There's a good reason we think that buddy,” he'd said sitting next to me on the picnic table. “The following weekend Drew brought Jeremy over to my place to party and play with me and a couple of my friends, about my same age. To make a long story short he got into the dad/son incest roleplay real fast and was calling each of us Daddy and loved when we called him son. At one point one of my buddies asked him about his own dad, if he was hot.” Kevin's gaze bore into my eyes as he paused then continued, saying, “and Jeremy told us his dad was hot as hell and he'd jacked off before, thinking about having sex with him. With YOU, Justin.” “Oh shit!” I'd moaned, and had to take my hand off my cock to keep myself from cumming. “So you see, Daddy Justin, it's something we can help make happen for you. If you want,” Drew softly said as he placed his lips on mine and slid his tongue inside my mouth. Even as I had started kissing Drew back my mind was going a mile a minute and the forbidden desire grew into a dark irresistable hunger. Everything I had believed all my life about right and wrong, about what was and was not acceptable disappeared entirely, replaced by a hellish pulsing carnal eagerness to enjoy what these studs were offering me. They had broken me and I wanted to experience the decadence they had so easily led me to. “Yes,” I'd croaked, looking at Drew. “I want.” So now, here we were, at Kevin's place, waiting for my son Jeremy to show up. Kevin had called him before we ever left the park and asked if he wanted to come over tonight and have some fun with him and Drew and Ryan, and, he'd added, another friend of his who was around Kevin's age. Jeremy hadn't hesitated to excitedly tell Kevin that yes, he wanted to. I was nervous as hell while we waited but also turned on in a way I couldn't believe or describe. Drew and Ryan and I were in the bedroom with the door closed as we sat watching the live stream on the computer screen on the table in front of us. Kevin had hidden cameras and microphones throughout his apartment and we were going to watch him and Jeremy before eventually joining them. Kevin was getting things ready in the living room as we watched him set a couple of crystal-filled pipes and lighters on the coffee table along with a bottle of poppers, then put a hot bareback dvd in his player and checked with us to make sure we could hear and see him okay. Drew told him we could and a moment later there was a knock on the door of the apartment, making me jump. Drew laughed easily and handed me a glass pipe and lighter and told me to take a couple hits and to get ready to watch the show. I took a deep draw on the pipe once the smoke started swirling, my eyes and ears locked onto the computer screen in front of us. Kevin looked into the camera and winked at us before he opened the door. I moaned deep and felt my pulse quicken as I saw Jeremy standing there and then grin when he saw Kevin, who was wearing nothing but a snug-fitting jockstrap. “Fucking hot!” I heard Jeremy say as he eyed the sexy stud in front of him. Kevin chuckled. “Glad you think so, son,” and invited Jeremy inside. As soon as the door was closed the two immediately began making out, their moans loud even though muffled with their lips locked together. I blew out my third cloud and handed the pipe to Ryan as I felt my nervousness fade away watching Kevin and my teen-aged son. From next to me Drew kissed my neck and asked if I was okay. “Hell yeah!” I answered back, not taking my eyes from the screen. After making out for a few minutes Kevin broke the kiss and said, “Get out of those clothes son. Let your daddy see your hot naked body.” I knew Kevin meant me, but Jeremy thought it was his roleplay daddy. Jeremy quickly undressed and I gasped. His body was magnificent! Muscled, hard, a slight dusting of hair on his upper body. And his cock! Oh fuck, his cock! It was rigid and standing straight out from his tight abs and had to be at least as big as mine, if not bigger. Ryan pulled on one of my nips and said, “Your son is damn hot-looking isn't he, Justin? And look at that cock man!” That's exactly what I was looking at. We heard Jeremy ask Kevin, “Do you like seeing me naked Daddy Kevin?” in a voice deeper than I'd ever heard Jeremy use before. “Fuck yeah I do son!” Kevin answered. “Cmon,” Kevin continued, leading Jeremy to the couch. “Let's get you high and fucked up before we have some fun.” As they sat down on the couch and Kevin reached for the full pipe and one of the lighters Jeremy asked where Drew and Ryan and Kevin's friend were. “They'll be here soon,” Kevin told him. “Now here, suck on this glass cock and let's get this party started.” Jeremy eagerly and expertly placed the pipe's stem between his lips as Kevin lit the flame beneath the bowl. Jeremy started drawing in the thick smoke and we all heard Kevin say, “Get fucked up good son. This is going to be a night like you've never had!” And I watched my young handsome son inhale the fuck smoke that I was already hooked on. I couldn't wait to see how nasty it made him, just like it makes me. (to be continued)

Part 22 After a while (I have no idea how long) Drew stirred and lifted himself up off of my chest, then off of my cock. I lay there in the stillness trying to relax but not knowing how (I didn't know then the extent to which tina could play havoc with resting and sleeping). Then I became aware of a sound and automatically knew it was due to someone having some kind of sex. I opened my eyes and turned my head to see Drew leaning against the trunk of a nearby tree, bent over slightly at the waist. Kevin was on his knees behind him and was feverishly slurping on Drew's just-fucked asshole. That was the sound I had heard. I watched and listened as I heard Drew telling Kevin to eat his ass, to suck out his Daddy Justin's fresh cum. I groaned in lust and felt my half hard cock start to stir again. From the other direction I heard Ryan's deep sexy voice and turned my head to face him. He was sitting on the seat of the picnic table filling up another bowl and started talking to me. “Fuck man, you really drilled his ass good didn't you daddy? You got into all the dirty piggy talking you were doing with each other, huh?” Before I could answer Ryan offered me the freshly loaded pipe and once again, with no resistance at all, I eagerly inhaled the fuck smoke which had helped change me so quickly. I blew out a huge cloud and listened to Drew and Kevin while I listened to Ryan's sensuous enticing husky voice. “Yeah you really got into the idea of fucking your own son – Jeremy, right? - while you fucked Drew. Incest raw fucking is so damn hot man! Don't you think so?” I was confused with the thoughts running through my mind and the horniness I was feeling. I had never thought about incest at all and definitely not with my own son. But, there WAS something about fucking Drew and pretending it was Jeremy I had been fucking. Was it pretending, I asked myself, or was it wishing? “No!”, I screamed inside my head. I can't think like that about my own son. I won't I told myself. But..... Ryan continued his dirty arousing talking. “Is Jeremy as hot as you are, Justin? Is he hairy or smooth? Don't you ever wonder how big his dick is when it's hard? Haven't you ever wanted to see him naked and hard?” I couldn't help but moan deep in my throat as Ryan's words were easily worming themselves into my mind and brain, making me think of things I knew I shouldn't. A memory flashed in my brain of when I had accidentally walked in on Jeremy in the bathroom when he was 16. At the time I was embarrassed and apologetic. But now, between Ryan's verbal onslaught and all the walls that had been broken down last week and today, I remembered thinking how impressed I had been with the size of Jeremy's dick at the time. It had looked kind of plumped up I now realized and I wondered if he had been jacking off. “Oh, Jeremy,” I whispered softly stroking my re-awakening dick. I heard the “click” then parted my lips again as Ryan fed me more fuck smoke. And his rau*chy words fed a hidden hunger I knew I shouldn't acknowledge. As the sweet fuck smoke brought everything into a perspective that was totally carnal and forbidden, I heard Ryan as he continued. “Yeah, that's it. It's what you want man. Don't fight it. Think about how hot it would be to fuck Jeremy's ass.” I groaned. “How perfect it would be to get him spun on the fuck smoke and hear him beg you to fuck him. Or to let him fuck you.” I was pulling frantically on my hard cock as Ryan unrelentingly worked to destroy what had to be my last wall of resistance. Then I heard Drew's voice from the other side of me asking what was going on and why his Daddy Justin was so hard and moaning. Ryan answered, telling him, “Daddy Justin is thinking about partying and fucking with his son for real not just roleplay. He wants his own boy in a bad way man,” he finished saying with a smirk in his voice. “Is that right, Daddy Justin?” Drew asked me as he played with my hard nips. “Do you want to have some real nasty incest fun with your own son, Jeremy?” I no longer had the desire or strength to resist. Almost sobbing, but turned on like never before, I said, “Oh fuck yes! Heaven forgive me, but YES!” “Tell me, Daddy Justin,” Drew whispered into my ear. “Let me hear you say it. What do you want to do with Jeremy? Your own flesh-and-blood son, Jeremy?” “I want to fuck his hot teen ass!” I cried out. “I want to shoot my cum inside his guts. I want him to fuck me and cum in my hole. To breed his own dad's hole!” I couldn't believe I was saying these things but I knew I meant them. So bad! Drew pulled me up to a sitting position on the edge of the picnic table. I was light-headed and dizzy and had to close my eyes. I don't know how long I had been laying down there but I was aware it was starting to get dark. Drew stood between my legs and took my cock in his hand. “Well, Daddy Justin,” he said, “what would you say if I told you we might be able to make that happen for you? Would you want us to do that?” I shook my head. What is he talking about, I asked myself, even as I felt my dick throb harder and my ass twitch in anticipation. (to be continued)

Part 21 I lay there on the picnic table (still) with my eyes closed. Ryan had pulled his dick out of my mouth and told me what a good job I had done cleaning it off after he had fucked me. I felt more satisfied than I ever had in my life, experiencing so many things today that I would never have been able to imagine just a week ago before I met Drew. The three hunky sexy studs I had spent the last number of hours with had shown me the pleasures of hot man-to-man raw sex, something I had never thought about my whole life. I couldn't believe this kind of wild unrestrained sex was so readily available and I'd never had a clue. But now everything had changed because of what had happened today and with Drew last week. I had had a kind of intense sexual experience unlike anything I'd ever had with my wife. And I knew I couldn't ever give it up. Especially with the tina fuck smoke magnifying everything, I was going to be seeking out more naked, sleazy, man-sex every chance I could. I knew I should feel totally exhausted and wiped out after the long non-stop physical afternoon but instead I was feeling horny, my mind racing, my naked body tingling. I heard my sex mentors talking close by but didn't bother to open my eyes, instead letting their voices elicit memories of what all we had done today. Thinking of all the erotic nasty fun we'd had I felt my dick begin to stiffen and reached down and began slowly stroking it with a fist. With my other hand I was playing with my hard nips. I moaned lustily as my hands turned my body on and my hunger began growing again. Suddenly I felt a pair of wet lips pressing against mine and I opened my mouth at the same I opened my eyes and saw it was Drew. I moved my hands from my dick and nips and used them to pull him on top of me as we started making out passionately. Our need-filled muffled moans became louder as we both sucked on each other's tongue with more eagerness. I could feel his hard throbbing cock rubbing against mine, leaking his precum onto my shaft and into my pubes. I remembered how great that cock had felt in my hole when he used it to take my virgin ass (after the initial pain had faded it felt great for sure!) That memory caused me to pull him tighter against me and growl into our kiss. I was looking forward to having this young stud fuck me again and was also looking forward to burying my own cock deep in his tight jock hole. He was the only one of the three that I had not fucked today.....at least not yet. Drew pulled back from our kiss and gave me what was almost a leer, but it was sexy as hell! “You're hooked, aren't you Daddy Justin?” he asked softly. “You're not the uptight 'I'm not into guys' hesitant guy I met last week.” It was a statement, not a question. We both knew he was 100% right. “No, no, I'm not that man, you're right. You...you and Kevin and Ryan, along with Tina, have made that man disappear. You all have shown me things I didn't know existed and yes, I'm hooked. I like who you've helped me become and I want to be who I am now all the time.” Drew smiled at me and said, “You mean a fucking dirty piggy cheating married daddy who can't get enough cock and cum and drugs? Being a cock and cum slut pig behind your wife's back and wanting more and more? The kind of horny sexy fucker who gets turned on by cheating? Who even gets turned on by some hot fantasy roleplay daddy/son incest fucking?” Drew spoke this last part in a low sex-filled almost hypnotic voice and I groaned in undisguised lust. “Oh fuck yeah! That's what I mean. It's who I've become and I fucking love it!” I cried out to him. Drew raised himself up from my chest and sat on my thighs, stroking his hard cock in one hand and using his other hand to stroke my rigid flesh. “Am I your son Daddy Justin? Do you want to be my dirty daddy?” I didn't need to think before I answered, my body and mind now once more fully aroused. “Hell yeah, I am. I'm your daddy and you are my hot-as-fuck nasty son!”, I said, running my hands over his thighs, across his abs and resting on his toned smooth pecs. “Do you want to fuck me Daddy? Do you want to fuck your own son with the cock that made him until you shoot your cum inside my guts?” This devious young man was pushing all of my buttons. “Oh gawd yes, baby boy! I want to fuck you son. I want to bury your own father's dick inside you and cum in you!” I almost panted. I watched as Drew moved himself until his hairless tight hole was situated just above my aching boner. Then, like he had done last week when I first fucked him, he pushed down slowly and steadily, my cockhead slipping effortlessly between his asslips and deeper into him as he continued his sensuous descent. We both moaned as our bodies connected once more and we locked eyes. “Oh fuck Daddy. Your cock is so big and hard. It feels so good inside me. Fuck me Daddy! Please fuck me and give me your cum!” he shouted out. “Ah hell yeah son. Your hole feels so warm and tight on daddy's dick. Ride me son! Fuck yourself on your daddy's cock and make me cum inside you!” I cried out. And that's what he did – he began fucking himself up and down on my raw dick, moaning in heated pleasure every time my cockhead rubbed across his prostate. Our cries and shouts had of course drawn Kevin's and Ryan's attention and they were now standing beside the table watching us fuck and egging us on with their sexy verbal talk. Then without a word Kevin was sliding the pipe stem between my lips again as I saw Ryan doing the same to Drew. We both inhaled deeply, ready for the fuck smoke to make our fucking more intense. Blowing out a thick cloud I grabbed Drew's hips and looked into his eyes. “Oh fuck yeah son! Ride daddy's dick. Fucking fuck yourself on it boy!” Drew blew out his cloud and looked back at me. “Mmmmm yeah Daddy! Fuck me deep and hard. I want you to cum in me and breed me. Please Daddy do it!” I thrust harder up into him meeting his downward slide and answered, “I will son. Yeah Drew, take daddy's dick baby!” Drew slammed his ass down hard to the base of my cock and said, “Not Drew, Daddy. I'm Jeremy. Your son. You're fucking your son Jeremy, right?” I felt my dick get even harder in Drew's ass hearing him say this and I felt myself fall deeper into the debauchery and depr*vity of this entire day. “Oh fuck Jeremy! Daddy's fucking you son! I'm about to cum baby! Do you want it Jeremy?!” I said hoarsely. Drew grabbed my nips and twisted them and spoke in a demanding voice. “Hell yes Daddy! Give your cum to me. Fill me up with your incest cum Daddy. Your own son Jeremy!” With that I had no choice but to give in and I began shooting bullets of hot cum deep inside the ass wrapped tight around my dick. My son Jeremy's perfect ass! (more to cum)

Final part I returned to breed my sweet raw neg ginger twink 3 more times that week. Each time I put so much poz seed in his unsuspecting hole it was guaranteed he would get the fuck flu soon. The last night I put 3 loads of my highly toxic cum in his stupid neg 20yr old bussy. Like always when I flew out of the city I logged out of my stealthing Grindr account. I keep one that I used in my home town and one I used while traveling aka the stealthing one. About 3 weeks later when I was in another city for work and logged into the special Grindr account I got the regular messages. But as I scrolled through my messages I found the chat with ginger had several missed message: “I loved being your boy daddy! When will you be back again?” ”I miss your big raw dick in my boy hole daddy” “You have created a monster daddy. I have taken 5 loads in my ass the last week since you last bred me.” “I am feeling sick daddy. I need to go to the doctor” ”OMG daddy help!! They think I may have HIV!! But everyone that came in me said they were neg. I am waiting for my results to come back.” “Its official, I have HIV. I need you to get checked.” “My other partners all came back neg. Did you get checked?” “Are you there man! Did you give me this shit?” ”Answer me!!” ”I know it was you. But I am no longer upset. I just want your big raw daddy dick in me again.” “Please daddy! I haven’t started meds yet and not gotten laid since I was tested. I need your dick!” ”Fine!! I guess I must go and spread my seed to make you happy. I found online about gifters and stealthers. It all makes sense when I think every thing you told me. I won’t start meds and hopefully pass your seed on. Let me know if your ever want to fuck my hole again.” He smiled at the messages and blocked the stupid ginner. He was happy he would embrace his true nature as a poz piggy bottom slut and that his toxic strain would pass on to other through him. That was his 29th confirmed poz baby. After blocking the ginger he got a message from a hot twinky 19 year old boy. He could wait to hit number 30.

here is part 2 finally enjoy =) LOST INNOCENSE AT THE BATHOUSE PART 2 Dean wanted to see Adam’s expression when he first entered him with his bare cock. He never told any of them though what they would actually be getting, but he loved making them beg for him to pump their asses full of his loads. It was a massive turn on to him for the boys, who he pozzed, to see and willingly accept that he was fucking them raw. He was planning on making sure Adam’s first time was going to be something he would never forget. It would be a night of firsts for the eighteen year old teen. First time with smoking Tina, first booty bump, first time being fucked, first load of charged dirty seed, first slam, and finally his first gangbang. Dean put on a porn vid showing a barely legal twink being rimmed by an older daddy type, before climbing between Adam’s legs. He figured the vid would distract Adam, while he got him prepped for his fucking. He tossed the T-laced warming lube on the bed, along with a film canister loaded with Tina shards and powder, plus a can of Maximum Impact and one of his old dirty jocks to spray it on. Adam moaned when Dean grabbed his legs and bent them back towards his head and started to rim him with tongue. He loved the feel of Dean’s five o’clock shadow on his hairless hole whenever Dean pulled back and rubbed his chin and cheeks on it. The boy was going crazy with lust; he had never felt like this before when he had smoked pot. It felt like his body screaming, “It’s finally time to get laid! You’ve been waiting long enough.” The eighteen year old twink’s moans were turning Dean something fierce. His thick eight inches started to ooze pre-cum like water pouring from a faucet. Dean wished he could use just his pre-cum to fuck Adam, but he knew the young virgin boy wasn’t ready for that yet. Maybe if he was lucky he would tweak Adam up one more time and just use pre-cum to fuck him with before he left town. Dean poured some of his “T” laced warming lube on Adam’s hole and began to work it into the boy’s ass stretching it for his entry. He knew Adam wouldn’t notice the initial burn of the Tina in the warming lube as he got his ass stretched. The young kid would just think it was his virgin ass being stretched wider and wider to take Dean’s thick man spike. He gave a silent thanks to whatever chemist developed the warming lube it made it so much easier to stealth guys with. “OH GAWD!!!! OH GAWD!!! OH GAWD!!!” seemed to be Adam’s new mantra as Dean worked first one finger, then a second finger in his now blooming teen rose hole. His ass couldn’t seem to get enough of Dean’s fingers, it wanted more and more inside him. “That’s what’s gonna happen to you shortly Adam,” he said motioning Adam to look over at the video screen as he pulled his fingers out. He smiled as the teen’s ass stayed open a bit before slowly closing. It was as if it was begging for Dean to continue working it with his fingers. While Adam was distracted Dean opened the film canister and pulled out a nice sized shard of “T” to booty bump the unsuspecting eighteen year old who was about to take his first of many poz loads up his tight lil’ ass. Adam, who was already really turned on by the joint and fingering his ass had received from Dean, was starting go into overdrove with lust as he watched the older daddy begin to slide his hard raw cock into the twink on screen. Soon another daddy joined the scene and started face fucking the twink as the other one used the boy’s ass. Adam started wishing he was the kid in the video. It just looked so fucking hot. As Adam watched the raw cock work the teen’s ass he almost wished Dean would do that to him. Yet he knew it was safer to have the top covered that’s why he had his baggie of rubbers with him. Wait! Did he remember to bring the bag from patio when he followed Dean into his room? He couldn’t remember if he did or not, but before he could say anything he gasped as the older man’s fingers entered his ass again. Dean grinned as he added a third finger to Adam’s ass pushing the shard inside with his fingers. He began tearing into the teen’s fuck tunnel with his fingers as he worked the shard in. He wanted to make sure the boy’s hole was torn up enough to take his toxic seed and start the pozzing process. He knew his PA would cause more damage once he began fucking the boy, but liked to make sure he was doing the job thoroughly. “Shit! That hurts,” moaned Adam as he felt like Dean was ripping up his ass. “Shh, babe just making sure you’re nice and stretched so it won’t hurt as much as I slide this beef stick in that lil pussy of yours,” Dean said with an evil smirk that was lost on Adam. Before long Adam couldn’t believe how good Dean’s fingers felt inside him. He needed more inside him. It was like his ass wouldn’t be satisfied until it was getting fucked. “SHIT MAN!!!! COME ON!!!! GIVE ME THAT FAT DICK!!! FUCK ME!!!! COME ON FUCK ME LIKE A BITCH!!!!!” Adam couldn’t believe he was begging this older 6’, 285 lbs. daddy to fuck his 5’6”, 120lbs. eighteen year old body like he was a girl. What was coming over him? He needed to be fucked bad, really bad. He needed to feel that eight inch, red bull thick, huge mushroom headed, pierced cock fucking him like the twink in the video. Dean grinned down at the virgin boy he was about to fuck and breed full of his toxic seed. He always stopped taking his meds about a week before he went out to the baths to make sure he was primed to stealth young hot twinks. “Here sniff on this Adam while I finish getting ready to pop that cherry of yours,” Dean said reaching down and spraying his dirty three week old jock with a large amount of Maximum Impact. Once the jock covered Adam’s face Dean got up and opened the door to his room completely so others could see Adam lose his cherry to his raw fuck stix. He quickly climbed back on the bed lubing his dick with more of the “T” tainted warming gel and sprinkled his huge mushroom head with some “T” powder. He pulled the dirty jock off Adam’s face one more time and sprayed it again before placing it back on the boy’s face. This time he didn’t cover Adam’s eyes. He wanted to watch the boy’s expression as he felt Dean’s raw cock enter his tight ass. Adam was flying from the stuff Dean had made him smell in the dirty jock as he felt the older man begin to push on his hole. It was painful despite all the finger work Dean had done on him, but he wanted it really, bad. Dean was waiting for him to open up a bit more. As tempted as he was just to rip the hell out of the virgin boy, he wanted Adam to be so tweaked and into the fuck he wouldn’t realize or care how abused his hole was as each and every guy used it in the pig sling room later. As soon as he did that his ass relaxed and opened enough for Dean’s huge mushroom cap to enter where nothing had entered before except a few fingers. “FUCK!!!!!!!!!” Adam yelped loudly as Dean entered and paused. Adam began to pant rapidly from the intrusion of the massively thick cock. At first he didn’t think he could take it, but the longer Dean held it there the better it felt. He was starting to want more of this daddy’s thick eight inches buried in his ass. Dean sprayed the jock one more time dropping back over the boy’s nose and mouth, leaving his eyes uncovered so he could watch Adam’s eyes as a new poz cum slut was born. He waited until he was certain Adam was flying, before beginning to push deeper inside the no longer virgin boy. He knew in a matter of minutes once he was buried deep inside Adam and began his slow fucking the boy would be in total slut mode. He could already sense a couple guys standing outside the door watching. Once Adam was in full slut mode he would invite them in to watch and join in. But before he did that he was going to make the boy know he was being fucked raw and beg like a good lil’ slut for Dean’s load. Dean began to force his cock deeper and deeper into Adam making the innocent boy moan loader with each inch that sank into his neg ass. He loved how hot and tight his new bitch’s ass felt on his poz meat spike. He was looking forward to contrasting this feel with the one he would give Adam before helping the boy dress at the end of the fuckfest. Adam couldn’t believe how good it felt to have a cock buried in his ass. He wished he had started earlier if he had known it felt this good. “FUCK MAN!!! THIS FEELS SO GOOD!” Adam moaned loudly. “I haven’t even started yet slut, wait ‘til I get I start pumping your sweet lil’ pussy and breed it.” Dean chuckled, beginning to pull out and shove his dick back in the teen beneath him. He was quickly pulling almost out before slamming back in Adam. “SHIT!!! OH FUCK!!!! YES!!!!” Adam began chanting over and over as Dean picked up speed fucking the eighteen year old harder and harder. He started pushing back to meet each downward thrust. This was so fucking good Adam thought. He wanted more and more of Dean’s cock. He just couldn’t get enough of it. He loved the thick meat pounding him and really loved how the PA felt on his prostrate each time it hit his boy button. Once Dean was sure Adam was really getting into the fuck he decided it was time to let the twink know he was being fucked raw. He reached down and grabbed one of Adam’s hands and brought it back to his cunt which was still being pounded by Dean. “Here bitch feel how good my fuck stix feels going in your sweet pussy,” he said grinning as he wrapped Adam’s hand around the slick meat spike working his ass. “You’re taking it like the good fucking slut you are.” Adam couldn’t believe this thick piece of man meat was making him feel so good. He was enjoying the feel of the thick tool working his ass, when he realized he didn’t feel the bottom of the rubber. He began running his hand up and down Dean’s cock shaft searching for the rubber, but there was none. His eyes widen as he realized he was being barebacked. No this was wrong he had to get Dean to stop and put one on! “You’re not wearing a rubber! You gotta stop and put one on! Please stop Dean!” Adam begged. Dean loved the shocked expression of Adam as he realized his was being barebacked. Now it was time to make him beg for Dean’s load to be pumping in his slut boy pussy. “You didn’t ask for one when we started and I’m not stopping ‘til I load that cunt of yours with my jizz. Besides I never wear a condom it feels better raw. Besides you were enjoying it before you knew you were getting it raw up your slut ass,” with that he started long dicking Adam hard and fast. Every once in a while he would pull completely out before slamming back in deep and hard. The overwhelming sensation of skin against skin quickly Adam made forget about Dean fucking him bareback. Dean was right it felt so good and he was once again moaning and begging for Dean’s cock. If being fucked raw felt this good, then covered must not be that good. He then vaguely remembered guy friends saying fucking a girl bareback was a thousand times better than wearing a rubber. So maybe it was okay to be fucked by Dean like this. “SHIT!!!! FUCK ME!!!! HARDER!!!!! FUCK ME!!!!! HARDER!!!!! GIVE IT TO ME!!!!!” Adam howled as he was getting turned on more and more. He needed it bad and wanted to get as much dick as possible in him. He had never imagined he would ever feel like this in his life. Adam never wanted it to stop. “See bitch, you like it raw don’t ya?” Dean asked as he continued to pummel Adam’s pussy. “YES!!!! FUCK ME!!! HARDER!!! GIVE ME YOUR LOAD!!!!” “You want my charged load huh bitch?” Dean asked with an evil smile realizing Adam didn’t know what he was asking. “FUCK YES!!!! GIVE IT TO ME!!!!! BREED ME WITH IT!!!!” Adam demanded being totally lost in lust now from the “T”. He wanted to feel this daddy’s load being pumped inside him. He no longer cared about a rubber only being fucked as much as possible. Adam couldn’t believe how energized he was getting fucked by Dean. This could go on forever as so far as he was concerned. He was pushing back to get more of Dean inside him. “Hell ya cunt I’m gonna fill your fucking pussy with my charged jizz slut,” “FUCK YA!!! GIVE IT TO ME!!!!! I WANT YOUR LOAD!!!!” Feeling his balls starting to tingle as he punch fucked Adam, Dean asked the boy, “You want my charged load? Well fucking beg for me to charge your cunt with my load,” Dean commanded the still innocent boy. “FUCKIN’ CHARGE MY ASS!!!!” Adam practically howled going crazy from the fucking he was getting. He didn’t understand what was about to happen to him. He was getting ready to take his first poz load of his life and had been tricked into begging for Dean to poz him. “FUCK YA!!! SLUT!!!!! I’M!!!! GONNA!!! CHARGE!!! THAT!!!! SLUT!!!! CUNT!!!” Yelled Dean as he completely pulled out of Adam’s boy pussy before slamming back into it as hard as he could slamming his churning balls against the boy’s hairless ass. His knew his PA was doing more damage to Adam’s no longer virgin fuck tunnel as he buried it deep as he began to fire volley after volley into Adam. “SHIT!!!! CUMMING!!!! TAKE MY CHARGED!!! LOAD!!!!! IN YOUR!!!! NEG CUNT!!!! SLUT!!!!!!!” Dean howled as he began pumping his load deep into Adam. He began lubing the boy’s raw and damaged fuck tunnel with long slow in and out strokes. He wanted to make sure he worked his toxic load in good and deep into the no longer neg teen. Adam couldn’t believe how good Dean’s load felt inside him. He loved the warm thick gooey man juice coating his colon. He wanted more dicks in him so he could keep enjoying this amazing feeling in his ass. Without thinking about it, Adam started working his ass muscles trying to milk Dean’s wonderful jizz out of his thick eight inch man cock. Dean looked back at the door recognizing one of the four men at the door who had been watching Adam take his first poz load of his life. He grinned at Jack, his friend, motioning with his head at the small toiletries bag on top of his clothes. Dean kept pumping his still hard cock in and out of Adam keeping him distracted from Jack entering the room and opening the bag. Jack understood what Dean wanted to do to the fucking hot twink he had picked up and breed with his toxic seed. Inside the bag were several prepared points. He pulled one out and waited as Dean pulled the dirty jock off the boy’s face. He grinned as soon as he got a good like at the twink. He loved the fact that the boy looked like he was barely sixteen, but knew he had to be at least eighteen. The bath would never risk its license by letting underage boys in. This was going to be hot doing this boy, who looked so young, almost like doing the real thing. Dean knew Jack would help him slam Adam. Once that was accomplished he would let Jack and the other guys at the door take turns before giving Adam another slam and booty bump. Then the no longer innocent eighteen year old would be led the pig sling room where he would spend the rest of the night and possibly a big chunk of the next day being gangbanged by everyone and anyone who wanted a go at his no longer cherry boy ass. Adam was in for the time of his life. Dean sprayed his jock with another big hit of Maximum Impact before dropping it on Adam’s face covering it completely again. As soon as he did Jack hurried over with the point and a rubber tube. They quickly tied it on the flying boy’s arm and stuck him making sure they didn’t get a bubble before injecting it in. Once the syringe was empty they pulled off the rubber tube and waited. Adam was flying from the stuff on Dean’s jock when he felt something tied tightly on his right arm and a slight prick. The tightness on his arm didn’t last very long before it was released. It almost reminded him of time he had gotten his blood drawn once. Suddenly he felt a warm rush move up his arm and into his chest and throat. For a minute it felt like he couldn’t breathe as his heart was beating like mad, then he coughed hard a few times. After coughing he couldn’t believe how good he felt. He felt so alive and really, really needed to have Dean fuck him more. Hell he wanted any dick now fucking him. He was so fucking horny. His ass and cock were tingling. He started trying to work his ass to let Dean know he was ready for more fucking. “Slut’s ready for you guys now come on in and take a ride. I just popped his sweet lil’ cherry ass,” Adam heard Dean say to someone as he pulled the jock off his face. Adam looked up and saw four naked men standing around him stroking their cocks. They looked like they ranged in age from early twenties to in his sixties. The young guy was a well-built muscle stud sporting a nice wedge shaped seven inch cock, the forty-something guy standing next to Dean was a tall Skelton-like man with a thick nine inch long cock. The other two sixty-something men were heavy set bearded bears sporting a couple of very thick six and half and seven inch cocks. Jack was a forty-five year old poz top, who had stopped taking meds a few years back, was leering and drooling at the prospect of pumping his death seed into Adam. His twink ex-boyfriend had cheated on him with another guy more than ten years before and ended up infected him with the virus as a result. He did the whole meds thing for a while, but finally in the end said fuck it. He decided he would share the gift his ex-boyfriend had given him with as many twink boys as he could. His big nine inch death stix usually tempted many drunk, stoned or tweaking fools into letting him breed their asses with his death seed. “These guys enjoyed the show slut and want to take a ride in that hot pussy you have there. I know you’d like that wouldn’t you? Filling that sweet lil’ twat of yours with their charged loads, right cunt?” Dean said as he slid his cock in and out a couple more times the now tweaking cum dump he had just created. This caused Adam to moan before pulling it completely out leaving the eighteen year old wanting more cocks in his now gaping hole. “FUCK YES!!!! I NEED MORE COCK!!!! Breed me!!!!” Adam begged as his ass told him it desperately needed more cock. He couldn’t understand what was coming over him. He had never been this horny in his life. He had to get as much cock in his ass as possible. Dean grabbed something from his small black bag before returning to Adam with a bottle of water. In the meantime Jack climbed on the bed and positioned himself between Adam’s legs. He waited patiently teasing Adam’s still slightly open fuck hole that had started to ooze out some of Dean’s toxic load. Dean offered the now uninhibited twink two Viagra and “X” tablet along with a bottle of water. Dean sprayed some more Maximum Impact on his jock and dropped it back on the boy’s nose and mouth. “Mind if I booty bump the slut some more Dean?” Jack asked holding up the film canister and shaking it. “Nope that’s what it’s for Jack,” Dean replied with an evil smirk. Jack smiled back as he opened the canister shaking out a nice sized shard and then shook some powder on the head of his already cum covered cock head. One of the older bear couple grabbed Adam’s legs and pulled them back so Jack could drop the shard in the boy’s open hole. Jack took the boy’s legs back and lined his cock with the opening. As he shoved his thick nine inch cock in the moaning twink balls deep in a single thrust he announced to the gathered room, “Now it’s time to really knock this slut’s ass up with some poz loads.”

I've been fucked and bred by a drug addict & I've fucked and bred a drug addict so he could feed his habit.

Can't get enough of older dads. Love to be of service and know my place. Once had an older guy who after swallowing his load told me he was proud of me. Still think about that one sometimes

Part 13 Greg was stretched out on his back on the bed with Chad laying on top of him. They were making out passionately after having just shotgunned the huge hit Chad had taken from the pipe moments before. Greg's meaty cock was sticking up lewdly between Chad's spread thighs and I grabbed the bottle of lube and began applying it generously to Greg's shaft. I knew we'd both need our cocks covered in plenty of lube if we were hoping to get them inside Chad together. And Chad's tweaked up ass would need plenty of lube too, no matter how spun he was. As I finished getting Greg's big cock ready and started getting Chad's hole greased up for the double-dicking he begged us for, my eyes fell on the bag of tina next to the bed and a dark thought crossed my mind causing an equally dark smile to cross my lips. I reached for the baggie without either of them being aware of it and coating my first two fingers with a good dusting of the tina crumbs at the bottom of the bag I ran my fingers once again up and down Greg's bare cock spreading the tina dust up and down the length of it. I couldn't wait to see Chad's reaction when he felt the booty bump hit with his ass stuffed with two huge cocks. As they came up for air from their kiss I shoved a bottle of poppers under Chad's nose and told him to take three big hits in each nostril. When he finished he gave the bottle to Greg who took two in each nostril before handing the bottle back to me. As the rush hit both of them I leaned over Chad's back and spoke to both of them. “Okay little bro, slide on back and sit your horny tight ass down on Greg's dick. I have a good grip on it so it'll go right in.” Chad groaned hotly in anticipation and pushing back and downward slightly his hairless pucker made contact with the head of Greg's bare dick and started sinking onto it in a steady descent. There was no hesitation from Greg by this point about fucking raw and he and Chad both groaned loudly as they connected cock to ass. As Chad sat fully down on Greg's fat dick he looked back at me with dark pupils and said, “C'mon big bro. Give me your cock too. Fill my muscled ass with dicks and double-fuck me!” he commanded. I knew the booty bump would hit him any moment and I wanted to be inside him when it did, to feel the convulsions in his rectum from the drugs and from the double stuffing. Pushing him forward against Greg's chest I scooted up behind him and positioned my dripping cock at my little bro's cock-hungry hole. I pushed forward and was surprised to meet virtually no resistance as the first three inches of my dick slid inside him against Greg's warm raw flesh. We all three moaned at the sensation then suddenly Chad started shouting out. The booty bump was hitting him. “Oh fuck! My ass! Oh fuck Lance it's burning like a motherfucker! What's going on?” I continued pressing into him as I told him I'd covered Greg's cock with tina dust for a booty bump to help him take both of our cocks easier. “That is so fucking wicked!” Greg panted beneath Chad as Chad pushed down harder, his hole stretching wider as more of my cock disappeared into him. “Oh my gawd yessssss!!!” Chad cried out. “So full. I feel so fucking full. So much cock in me. Never felt anything like it before!” He was squirming around and working to take both dicks inside his burning ass. “Open up little bro,” I panted. “Almost there. Almost have all of my dick inside you with Greg's.” Chad howled as he suddenly slammed back against me taking the last of my dick into his hole along with every thick inch of Greg's. “Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck!! Yes, yes! Fuck me with your cocks at the same time! Pound my ass with your bare married cocks you dirty fucks! Open me all the way up!” Then he collapsed onto Greg's chest as Greg and I began moving in and out of his obscenely stretched manhole. “How's it feeling to you?” I asked Greg looking into his sweaty face. “Fucking fantastic!” he answered. “His hole is so tight. And your cock rubbing against mine feels unbelievable! Never felt anything like this before.” “Me neither,” I said. “I'm not going to last long,” I told both of them as I felt another load already churning in my nuts. “I'm not either,” Greg groaned. Chad raised his head up and began chanting and begging. “Fuck me with your cocks! Fuck me with your fucking cheating cocks and breed me! Fuck me full of your dirty married cum! Please! Do it! Oh fucking do it!!!” I felt his ass muscles contract and that took me to the edge. “Gonna seed you, little bro! Gonna give your jock ass my incest cum just like I know you want!” And saying that I felt my cock begin erupting inside him. As soon as my warm cum started coating both of the cocks in Chad's hole, Greg cried out and began blasting his own cum load deep inside Chad's stuffed hole. I'm not sure how long we lay there but finally I pulled out of Chad's abused asshole then Greg slowly slid his out. Chad's asslips were red and puffy and slick with lube, sweat and cum. I ran a finger across his hole and asked, “How was it little bro? Better than the other two guys who dp'd you?” He was laying on his back between me and Greg and grinned at me. “So fucking much better, big bro! So fucking much!” Just then I heard my cell phone go off letting me know I had a text message. I grabbed it while Chad and Greg hit the pipe some more. I felt my dick throb when I saw who the message was from and what it said. It was from the trucker I had met a few weeks ago that had introduced me to tina and other things. I'd almost forgotten I'd texted him earlier while I was waiting for Chad to show up. Chad must have seen the smile on my face because he asked what was up. I looked at him and Greg as I rubbed my cock. “Would you guys be up for someone else joining us?” “Sure,” Chad answered. “Who?” “My trucker buddy,” I said, growing hard at the thought even though I'd just cum hard In Chad's ass. This night was getting ready to get hotter and sleazier. (to be continued)

Many years ago, at a bar in Chicago, out on Lincoln Ave, now long-gone. The AA Meat Market had a watersports area on the second floor (as well as slings, etc), and I had stepped up to a regular toilet to take a leak. This wasn't a regular "men's room" - the toilets were lined up against a wall, out in the open. There was a guy on his knees in between the one I was about to use and the next one, and as soon as I started to piss, he just clamped his mouth around my Cock and drank it all down. I was a bit surprised - but then nothing surprised me very much at that lovely pigpen.

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.

He says he needs a smoke and we both get up and put our jeans back on and step out on the balcony. We have a smoke and a few drinks from the mini bar, and he tells me how he became poz. He is a top but wanted to try bottoming just once. He went to leather bar and in the heat of the moment took a random cock and load in the toilets. It was the only load he ever took, but it was obviously toxic. Initially he regretted it but has since come to terms with it. Hence the tattoo. He feels he wants to at least give a bottom a warning and choice unlike what happened to him. For him that is what made tonight so special and why he came so fast. The fact that I was wanting it turned him on so much. We make out some more between smoking and drinking and he gets hard again. I had heard about hyperspermia but had never met anyone with it. The thought of large amounts of cum always turned me on. The thought that just one man could fill my arse to the same level as it would take 10 other men was so hot to me. But I was already feeling the effects and I was developing a wet patch on the back of my jeans. As we smoked, he slid his hands down the back of my jeans and my hole was leaking and sloppy. He is already rock hard again in his jeans. He laughs and says, “sorry about that”. I looked at him and said “what do you mean? You should be sorry there isn’t more”. He kisses me and says, “plenty more where that came from”. And I say, “prove it”. He then lifts me up on to the outdoor chair and pulls the back of my jeans down. A huge glob of cum drips out on to the chair and he pulls his cock out and slides back in and slowly fucks me again on the balcony. I can feel cum dripping down the insides of my legs as he does, and you can hear the slopping sounds as he fucks me. Again, he doesn’t last long before he is flooding my insides with a second bucket of cum. Again, it takes him almost a minute to stop cumming and this time as he eases out of me a huge glob of cum drips down my leg. We go back inside and make out for almost an hour before he looks me in the eyes and just says “stay”. And I do. I stay the night and he fuck and fills me 3 more times throughout the night. I wake up to an empty space next to me to hear him at the door. Room service is being delivered. “Would you like me to bring it in and set it out for you sir?”. “Matt is saying “no thank you, my other half is still asleep, and it’s been a big night”. We eat breakfast and I remember he is catching up with his friends tonight, and I also don’t want to read too much into what is essentially a hook up. So, I try not to appear like I have read more into it. I say I probably should let him get on with his day and catch up with his mates later, and he looks at me inquisitively and says, “about that”. To be continued…

Part 14 - End Game Connor struggled against the arms holding his neck and body still, forced to watch Gregor and his utter delight at the panic Connor was displaying. The all too familiar feeling of a coldness began entering his body from Finlay, the more he struggled the quicker his body slowly cooled down. “Stop this!” Connor pleaded with his voice straining to get across, “It is me you want.” Gregor smiled displaying his fangs “Are you offering yourself to me?” he asked. Christian made eye contact with Connor and shook his head “Don’t do it Connor” he cried out. Christian still had the use of his hands and was scratching furiously at his other arm. It was then intense prickliness of his skin that he had felt before when Gregor was so close to him and again it was surfacing. This time it felt worse and was raging all over his body. Despite the evident chill from his head to toes his blood felt like it was boiling, a tiredness was creeping over him as the rapid cooling of his body. Gregor could sense the change with his arms and he smiled again looking at Connor, his fangs stretched out from his upper lip. The look in Gregor's eyes told Connor that he was about to do this and enjoy watching Connor whilst he took his lovers life. Deliberately watching Connor he lowered his mouth and lightly ran his fangs over Christian’s neck. Drowsy but aware Christian shrugged trying to pull away against the tickling of the fangs then the lips kissing his neck. The way his fangs teased over his neck taking his time before he struck. Gregor was watching and loving the panic on Connor's face as he pleaded over and over for him not to do this. Christian's body was now itching like crazy and it was driving him made, with no idea why his body was reacting this way. Each time Gregor kissed his neck it got worse like his blood was fizzling in a way acid reacted when coming in to contact with something. He could feel the coldness of Gregor's hold yet his body was now strangely warm. Connor watched as time seemed to slow down and Gregor smiled opening his mouth. His tongue slowly protruded and licked over the spot, all the time his eyes glued on to Connor. Gregor smiled opening his mouth then quickly pushed his fangs into Christian's neck. A gurgling scream filled the air and Christian’s arms flailed around momentarily, a tear fell from his eye as he stared at Connor mouthing the words, I love you before his eyes closed. His fangs pierced through with minimal effort sinking deep in to the tender young skin and striking directly at the artery tearing in to it. Christian’s body shuddered and Gregor kept his eyes focused on Connor with an unmistakable smile. Christian opened his eyes and cried out again the moment his artery was breached, he felt the sharp fangs embedded in his neck, powerless yet he felt no instinct to resist and his eyes met with Connor's again. Weirdly Christian smiled then opened his mouth moaning as he felt the first draw of his blood being sucked out by Gregor and leaving his body. A long painful suction that drew almost a pint of blood from his body so quickly that Christian almost passed out. Connor watched on struggling against Finlay holding him. Suddenly Christian raised his arm grabbing Gregor's head and holding him against his neck. Christian raspy voice filled the air “The cursed and purity of blood shall combine in one of neither, taking of this blood will bring their demise and lift the shadow of the cursed one and free the land of his reign.” Gregor stopped and tried to pull his head away but Christian held with such strength that he knew something was wrong. Gregor began trying to pull his fangs away but they were stuck fast in his neck and the arm now preventing his head moving. He let go of Christian but his mouth was joined at the neck, no matter what Gregor did his could not detach himself. The blood continued to flow in to his mouth and he swallowed over and over unable to stop. A vibration rattled across the floor then up the walls then a force suddenly erupted around them, Finlay's body was flung across the floor as it reached them. It took a moment for Connor to realise he was unaffected and saw Gregor's body finally detaching and flung in the opposite direction crashing in to the wall. Scrambling to his feet he ran over to Christian watching the bite healing itself leaving no marks, Connor reached and grabbed Christian's body just as he was about to fall back. He smiled up at Connor closing his eyes, he could hear Connor shouting and crying in desperation as he slipped unconscious. Ivan crashed open the bathroom door falling inside, straight away he saw Joshua curled up in a ball on the floor motionless. He moved over quickly and was about to pick Joshua up from the when the bright white flash passed through them all and the walls. Joshua sat up and gasped for breath grabbing hold of Ivan and looking at him. It took a few moments for him to breathe normally. "Are you okay?" Ivan asked, "Did they recite anything over your body before biting you?". Joshua shook his head "No, but he is coming back for me". "Gregor?" Ivan asked. "No. The other one, Finlay" Joshua replied then smiling, "Sexy Finlay" he added. Ivan picked him up "I think you may have some curse in you drawing you to him" he told him. Joshua put his arm around Ivan's neck "No, I love him" he said yawning and closing his eyes. Ivan ignored the remark and carried him out to the staircase, he could hear the commotion going on down the two flights of stairs but he couldn't risk leaving Joshua alone, he had to protect him as a Berkhoff. In the entrance hall Maksim, Evan and Edward had collared James and were constantly throwing holy water and garlic dust at him to prevent him moving escaping them. They heard a strange noise then a bright light flashed through them all. James fell to the floor rolling around in agony for several seconds and Evan held his arm out to stop Maksim and Edward throwing more dust. James rolled on to his back opening his eyes then sat up looking at them all, he was disorientated for a moment then looked at the strange people and Edward. "What the hell am I doing here?" James asked looking confused. Evan turned to Maksim "It is over" he said feeling the energy force leaving the building. "Are you sure, what happened?" Maksim asked. Evan shrugged "I have no idea, maybe Connor's blood was too much for Kovalek" he suggested. "Who are you?" James asked standing up and looking at them before moving towards Edward. "James?" Edward asked looking at him, "Is that you?". "Sir Eddie what is going on?" James asked again. Edward smiled "Only the James I know calls me Sir Eddie" he said looking to Evan and Maksim. James looked and stared at Maksim "You look like Connor" he remarked, "Where is he?". Evan walked over "Do you serve Kovalek?" he asked again putting his hand in front of Edward. "Who?" James asked scratching his head, "I remember Christian coming to the manor" he said. "You do?" Edward asked, "Who was with him?" he questioned. "Some guy called Tomas" James replied going serious, "Something about a vampire after Connor". Edward handed him a crucifix "Put this on" he said, “Don’t argue” he added before he cold speak. James nodded placing it over his head and resting it on his chest, the three nodded and told him he needed to rest so Edward took James outside trying to explain before handing him over to Jane and Maria. Outside of the mansion in the SUV he sat up quickly knowing this curse had left his body. Tomas was confused and slightly dazed looking around and wondering how he had come to be inside the vehicle. Opening the door he climbed out and looked at Maria who came over to him quickly. "Stay inside for your protection" Maria called out approaching him. "My curse has gone" Tomas said, "Kovalek's hold has been broken" he added seeing James with Jane. "His curse has broken as well" Maria said. Tomas walked over to James who looked at him with a weird vibe. A vibe that was more of relief in them both as they hugged quickly. Connor wiped his eyes and stood looking at Gregor and the green hue now surrounding him that gradually grew brighter and brighter, his eyes changing from icy blue to brown as the green light began turning white then pulsing out in every direction. Finlay let out an agonising cry and his body shook uncontrollably the he went quiet. Gregor stumbled on his feet for a moment as he felt his body wash clean of the curse that had been inside him since that day in the forest over a hundred years ago. His head clearing and his thoughts returning of that day clearly now, he also knew that he had very little time left as his age would begin to realise. Gregor looked at his hands "Thank you" he said sincerely, "It has been lifted, I do not have long". Connor walked over to him "What happened Gregor?" he asked tentatively stepping towards him. Gregor spoke in latin "execrabilem et purum sanguinem mixtum ad perfectionem". Connor looked at the smile that appeared almost genuine "I don't understand". "Time comes quickly" Gregor said stepping forward feeling the onset of his demise, "I am free". "Is that it?" Connor asked looking confused as Gregor reached around his neck handing him a key. Connor looked at it "The safe in the bedroom" Gregor said his voice shaking as he began ageing before his eyes. He took the key "What about it?" Connor asked beginning to feel upset watching him. Gregor smiled "Marcin took care of it" he said hoarsely, "You are the only one, the true one". "Gregor you are not making any sense" Connor exclaimed as a tear rolled down his cheek. "My life never made any sense" Gregor replied gasping for breath, "My legacy belongs to you". Gregor looked one more time at Connor and he could see the agony in Gregor's eyes as his body began to shrivel and wrinkle, the skin sinking in began disintegrating, a strange puffing sound filled the air and Gregor was reduced to a pile of dust hidden in his clothes. He stood there looking at his remains, he might have been out to destroy them all yet he knew the decent thing to do was give him a proper fitting burial. Right now though he had to be with Christian, he wiped his tear soaked eyes and in his soul he actually felt the loss of Gregor. He stumbled on his feet and placed a hand on the wall to steady himself closing his eyes. Opening them again he knew that the strange power that had grown over the weeks was gone. Connor quickly walked over and knelt down, he was relieved to find that Christian was still breathing but looking pale. "Christian!" Connor said softly, "Christian can you hear me?" he asked. His eyes fluttered and opened slowly "Connor" he managed to say closing his eyes again. "Christian wake up" Connor said beginning to panic. He opened his eyes again "Tired Connor" he said but he managed to sit up a little more alert. "You can rest in a while but I need to get you out of here" Connor said. "Is he gone?" Christian asked looking at Connor. Connor nodded "I believe so" he replied, "You destroyed him Christian" he said holding his hand. Christian smiled and closed his eyes falling asleep just as Evan and Maksim appeared at the door and came rushing in checking the two were okay. Evan looked around at Finlay laying unconscious and a heap of clothes on the floor that unmistakably belonged to Gregor. "Is this him?" Evan asked getting Connor's attention. "Yes" Connor said walking over and putting his arm around him, "He is gone" he added sadly. Evan looked at him "I saw the real Gregor before he died" Connor explained. Evan nodded and kissed him on the cheek "You are so brave Connor" Maksim said walking to them. "It was Christian. Gregor drank his blood" Connor said hugging his father. "Christian did it?" Evan asked looking confused at how that was possible. Connor nodded "Gregor said something weird in latin. Err... Excrab purum sang, or similar". "Execrabilem et purum sanguinem mixtum ad perfectionem?" Maksim asked and he nodded. "What does that mean?" Evan asked. Maksim smiled "The cursed and pure blood mixed to form perfection in a body that was meant for neither is how it translates". Connor looked at them "Somehow your blood mixed with Gregor's inside Christian" Maksim explained. "So Christian's blood ended up being purer than purity?" Evan asked and Maksim nodded. Christian smiled "He took Christian's blood by force bringing down his demise" he said. "What about Finlay?" Christian now asked, "We can't just leave him here". "Indeed not, we will take him back to the manor house until he is fit to leave" Maksim told him. They took the two bodies up to the entrance hall where everyone else was standing wondering what was going on and if they curse really was broken. The sight of Connor brought them all over and relief clearly written on all their faces. "James!" Connor shouted running across to the doors, "You alright?" he asked sounding concerned. "Yeah, sort of." James replied hugging him, "I have no idea what I am doing here". "Best to forget if you want my opinion" Connor said hugging him again. "Well maybe you can explain some of it to me later" James suggested. "Only if you are sure" Evan said standing behind him, "You might freak out a bit". James nodded "I want to know" he said. "I need to go find the safe in the bedroom" Connor said looking to his two fathers. "Oh it is behind the painting above the bed" James said automatically, "How do I know that?". Everyone laughed with nervous relief and Evan explained that he may remember some bits that are relatable. Connor lead the way upstairs in the now very quiet mansion, they entered the bedroom still rather tentatively and checking it was clear. Connor got on the bed and lifted the painting off the hanging and handed it to Maksim, retrieving the key he unlocked the safe and pulled out a large heavy folder then climbed off the bed and sat on it. Inside the folder he saw numerous deeds to properties, pages of writing neatly sorted in to date order and an envelope that was addressed to Connor Barton. He handed the deeds to Maksim and the pages of writing to Edward and was left holding the envelope. "Are you going to read it?" Maksim asked sitting beside him to the left. Connor looked at the envelope again "Part of me doesn't want to know what is inside" he replied. Edward sat down on the right "Well it is addressed to you" he said patting his knee. "When I saw the real Gregor he told me his legacy belongs to me" Connor told them. "Strange thing to say for someone who tried to kill us all" Maksim said glancing at Edward. "I want you both to help Christian and me write about Kovalek" Connor said. Edward nodded "Some of these date back to 1865" he said leafing through the pages. Connor opened the envelope and both his fathers watched as he retrieved two letters, one was dated 1870 and the other just a few days ago. Connor picked the older letter first and began reading "My dearest Maksim. If you are reading this letter then you have been born and we have met. It also means I didn't get my way and you prevailed removing this dark curse that took my life so many years past. As the middle of three sons you have carried the mark of purity that will fade away at my end. If I did not get the chance to thank you then I do it now, thank you. My faithful servant Marcin took care of all my estate and legal matters to ensure it ended up in the right place. No doubt you arrived in the village without any idea of what was to happen. Even though you will be born and given the name Connor Barton you will always be a Berkhoff, Lettie Arno Borsch predicted your birth and name and how you would be hidden from me. A great woman with great powers who saw everything but scared to write it all down. You may not be of mind to remember me, but I was once young and spirited, full of adventure and exploring. Alas this lead to my cursing. My gratitude again for freeing me and winning. Fondest regards Gregor Dimitri Kovalek". Connor put the page down and wiped his eyes full of emotion. "He knew all along who I was" Connor said with a sad look in his eyes, "Even my bloody name!". "I often wondered if he knew it all" Maksim said hugging his son. Connor took his trainer and sock off and the mark was gone "I no longer have it" he said. "Then your destiny is complete" Maksim said, "We can all live a normal life now". Connor sniffed "What do I do with two sets of parents?" he asked looking at them and laughing. "Have both of sets in your life if you wish" Edward explained. Connor nodded "Read the other letter" Maksim suggested. Connor opened the newer letter "My dear Maksim. Now you know that our meeting was never to be amicable nor friendly, for the curse I bear is of the darkest depths of ancient Romania. The curse lives, not the person bearing it. You have no control or feeling for others as it seeks to move from darkness to light. Many centuries of unfortunates being cursed who could never uncover the pure blood that exists once every hundred years. That day you arrived in the ancient village of Travenni I could sense your existence for miles around. Whilst our paths crossed I got to see in your head, hence why I am here in Chalfont Fortis. I saw your love for those who were close, most of all your heart’s desire who you should love and comfort and be happy with. I only hope your powers and abilities will allow you to break this curse from my body and set me free to be with my beloved family. There are moments of normality, like now whilst I write this. Unfortunately the curse surfaces with strength and anger when night falls and this is where I am at my most dangerous to anyone who surrounds you. I only write this now as a way to amend my bad doings and prey you understand. Breaking the curse in my body will break a chain of cursed night dwellers that exist here and Romania. I only hope you are as strong as Lettie predicted. Fondest regards Gregor". Joshua and Benedict appeared at the door to the bedroom looking in "Come in" Connor said. "Wasn't sure if we should" Benedict said still looking a little frail and tired. "How are you both feeling?" Connor asked standing up. They both shrugged "Normal" Joshua said unconvincingly making Connor laugh. Connor handed them the letters "You need to read the letters from Gregor" he said. Connor went over and picked up the other document that was with the letters "Is this a will?" Edward took it "It is indeed, Gregor Kovalek's will actually" he said handing it back. Benedict walked over "How interesting, are you allowed to read it?" he asked. "I guess" Connor replied, "It was left with all this and the letters". Joshua looked up "If it was addressed to you then it was meant for you" he said. Connor nodded opening the document fully "Buckfields Court Chambers, London Solicitors" he said reading the name of the law firm, "Endorsed and ratified by the law firm appointed by Gregor Dimitri Kovalek's estate as to the last Will and Testament of said person". Connor paused then looked at them "It is rather short for a will of someone of his age" he remarked before continuing, "At the request of the estate executor the titles and deeds of all properties held under the estate trust along with the effects and personal wealth are left to Connor Barton (Registered birth name Maksim Berkhoff) of Chalfont Manor in Chalfont Fortis. On instruction and verified identity of the named person the estate and contents will be transferred to his ownership". Connor handed the document over to his father Edward. "Short and sweet" Maksim said, "That is how they do these things in Romania". Connor stood up and hugged both his fathers "Can we go back home please?" he asked. Edward nodded "We will need to come back in the morning collect their ashes or dust" Connor said. "You want to come back here?" Maksim questioned looking over at Edward. He smiled "In spite of it all Gregor was family. It is only right he is buried" Connor told them. Edward put his arm around Connor and Maksim smiled "You raised him well Edward" he said. Connor and Edward closed all the front doors, the storm was still raging over them as they made their way back to the manor house. Jane and Maria made hot drinks for everyone whilst Edward went and checked on Finlay who laying on the sofa in the library slowly regaining consciousness. Joshua stood watching from the door then jumped slightly as Benedict put his arm on his shoulder. "You like him?" Benedict asked, "In fact I know and can see you like him". Joshua turned his head and gave an ironic smile "Still got some of your powers?" he asked. "Nada" Benedict replied slipping in to Spanish, "You?" he asked. Joshua smiled "What am I supposed to see now the vampires have gone" he replied laughing quietly. The brothers turned and joined the others in the kitchen, Connor had his arm around a sleepy Christian who rested his head on his shoulder, too tired to even speak from losing quite a lot of blood. Evan and Tomas helped Connor carry Christian up to Connor's room to let him rest, everyone else was far too excited from all the evenings events to even want to sleep at the moment. Edward returned to the kitchen and Joshua stood up. "Is he alright?" Joshua asked first. "I believe so" Edward replied, "He hasn't regained all his memory, doesn't know who he is". Jane gave Edward a large mug of tea "You could take him to Chalfont police station in the morning". "Yes, I think that is what we should do" Edward agreed. "Does he remember anything?" Evan asked looking up from the table. "Not that he has said, he seems confused as to why he is here" Edward replied. Joshua slipped out and across to the library, there was no sign of Finlay inside. He walked over to the window and saw his figure standing outside with his shirt off in the pouring rain, his arms folded almost hugging himself. Finlay had waited for the man to leave him alone when he then quietly went outside and stood in the rain, he was beginning to remember the estate house that he could see in the distance. There was one image that kept coming to his head and he could still feel it running raw through his body that he bit someone to drink their blood. Joshua went to the front door stepping outside, he had no plan or even thought this out but he walked over to where the lonely figure stood. "Finlay" Joshua said softly. He turned and looked at Joshua like he recognised him "Are you my boyfriend?" he asked. Joshua looked surprised "Well no" he replied then unsure what to say. Finlay raised a finger touching Joshua's neck at the bite mark "I did that to you". Joshua nodded, his body electrified by his touch "I am sorry" Finlay said softly. "What do you remember?" Joshua asked coming to his senses. "We had sex" Finlay replied then looked confused, "Joshua" he said remembering him. Joshua smiled desperately wanting to kiss him "I love you Finlay" he blurted out. Finlay looked at him "I know what I did to you, it was out of lust and love" he admitted. Finlay dropped to the floor holding his head "Why can't I remember anything" he cried out. Joshua dropped down and hugged him "Your memory will return in time" he said comforting him. "I fell in love with you when I first saw you Joshua" Finlay said holding on to him. Joshua stroked his head "That is why I can remember you" Finlay added, "My heart yearns for you". "The danger I was in yet I only saw you, wanted you" Joshua said moving his head and kissing him. They both got to their feet and kissed passionately as the rain fell on their faces, they both knew this was somehow meant to be. Benedict watched from the window of the library and smiled turning around as Connor walked in. Benedict beckoned him over and they giggled at the two wet bodies locked together kissing. Connor stood with his father Maksim and brothers under the ancient oak tree that stood proud in the Chalfont Weir estate grounds he slowly scattered the ashes of Gregor and Marcin in to the hole then placed a red rose bush on top and placed the soil around. Evan, Ivan, Tomas and Jacob came over to say goodbye as they were flying back to Romania. Promises that they would keep in touch and see each other on the anniversary of Gregor's demise here at the estate. Connor had handed over the Vadimov estate to the four of them, Jacob already insisting they were going to run it as a hotel in order to pay for the upkeep. The guest house that Marcin had been running for Gregor as a sourcing ground was to be knocked down and replaced by gardens in honour of the Berkhoff and Kovalek families. His Berkhoff parents moved to Chalfont Weir estate that had been left to Connor so that he could be close to both sets of parents. Finlay regained most of his memory and went home to see his parents briefly, he had no recollection of his friend coming with him to the estate. He did however, remember a lot of his time under the curse and the freakish way the curse broke in his body. He would eventually understand that whilst he held Connor their minds had entwined that blocked the wiping of his memory in full. Finlay kept in touch with his parents and the following morning Joshua and he departed on their own life adventure heading to Australia. Connor's gift to them was a hefty sum of money to set them up for life, after all Connor didn't know what he was going to do with all the money Gregor had left him. The strangest thing of all was James and Benedict who found they both had very similar characters and likes and had hit it off becoming friends. Benedict preferring his known name of Rafael reverted to this and along with James were also given sizeable amounts of money. They were both adventurous by nature and they embarked on a massive world tour, Rafael finally stretching his horizon beyond Argentina now he had James accompanying him. Their first stop of course was Argentina where James stayed with Rafael's family and saw much of the country before heading off. They became incredibly close friends and would eventually spend their time between Argentina, England and Australia, never more than a week would go by without them being together. It was all very quiet that Sunday evening as they sat in the garden of Fortis Manor enjoying the fair weather. Christian resting his head on Connor's lap, he still couldn't believe that he had been the one who brought down Gregor. His body no longer itched and he felt like he was back to normal, sometimes he had to pinch himself to believe what they had been through. The one thing Connor did was make sure that everyone who was in their circle was taken care of financially including the families of those closest. "What are you going to do with all that money?" Christian asked lazily. Connor looked down at him "I have no idea" he replied, "Can we live here?" he asked. "Anywhere as long as it is with you" Christian said looking up, "Plenty of room on the estate". Connor chuckled "Build our own little house close to this side of the estate?" he asked. Christian nodded "Can we splurge and build a pool as well?" he asked smiling. Connor laughed "We can have as many pools as you want" he replied stroking his head. Christian smiled "£600 million is a flipping lot of money" he said in bewilderment. "I wonder if Gregor knew what would happen" Connor said thinking aloud. "Maybe, but then who would have thought you would be with me, nerd boy" Christian responded. Connor smiled "Different is good, and you keep me on my toes" he replied, "I love you nerd". "I love you brainy" Christian said giggling. A few months later their house was starting to take shape from the pictures sent to them by Maksim and Edward, both his mother's had hard hats on and were inspecting the ground works for the pool. Christian laughed leaning on the railings overlooking the water of the harbour and the bridge. The Sydney opera house behind them. Joshua called over that it was time to go, they turned watching Joshua and Finlay walking towards them holding hands. James and Benedict heading towards them from the other direction. Connor checked his phone noticing they had a few minutes before they were to call home. The six of them headed back to the hotel, six very ordinary looking young men from the outside, yet they held a dark secret that could never really be spoken of, no one would ever believe them and call them mad if they ever spoke of it. After all, vampires do not exist. They knew different and Finlay was the only surviving one who could even recall some aspects, Finlay though could no longer stomach anything raw and his steak always had to be well done.

Part 20 I lay there on the picnic table with my eyes closed, trying to catch my breath and waiting for my heartbeat to slow down. I could feel Ryan's hard shaft still buried in my cum-filled hole. And I could feel Kevin's tight slick ass wrapped around my own still-hard dick. Then I became aware of another feeling. I suddenly needed to piss and I needed to do it bad and soon! “Man,” I whispered, “you gotta get off my cock. I have to piss really bad and I don't think I can hold it in much longer.” I felt Kevin squeeze his hole around my dick and felt his fingers on my nips, making me moan involuntarily. “Go ahead buddy,” I heard him say and opened my eyes. He was looking hard at me and had a sexy grin on his sweaty face. “I will as soon as you get off my dick man,” I said. “I mean go ahead and piss while your dick is in my ass. Give me your hot tina piss in my ass so it can mix with your cum.” I looked at him in disbelief, not sure I had heard him correctly. Piss in his ass? For real??!! Sure that I had misunderstood him and feeling the need to empty my bladder increasing I said, “I'm serious man. I have to piss like crazy! You need to get off my dick.” Kevin rubbed his hands across my hairy chest and said, “I'm serious too, buddy. I love piss up my ass especially chem piss right after it's been filled with cum. Give me your piss Justin! Do it man!” I didn't know whether to be freaked out or turned on but I didn't have time to decide one way or the other. My full bladder was not going to wait and I felt my piss begin emptying inside Kevin's hole. “Mmmmm, yeah dude,” Kevin moaned eagerly. “That's it stud. Give me your piss. Fuck yeah!” I moaned too as I felt the warmth of my piss covering and surrounding my cock as the stream grew stronger. I felt something click in my mind and started getting turned on at the nastiness of it all. It was feeling more and more pleasurable around my cock and Kevin's moans of lust and hunger was making it more pleasurable in my mind. These three nasty fuckers were introducing me to more and more dark erotic experiences and I was loving all of it! I grabbed onto Kevin's hips and thrust my cock deeper up into him. “You wanted my piss man and now you're getting it!” I growled. “I'm not done yet.” Kevin wiggled his ass against my meat and groaned darkly. “Oh fuck yeah buddy! That's it. Give it all to me. Fill my ass up with your hot piss!” As my stream of urine continued flowing into Kevin's guts I heard Ryan say, “You want my piss in your ass too fucker? You wanna feel what Kevin's feeling?” I'm not sure why but without thinking I answered and said, “Oh hell yeah dude! Give me your piss! I wanna know what it feels like!” I heard Drew softly say, “You are such a hot dirty pig Daddy Justin!” just as I heard Ryan saying, “Here it comes slut! Take my piss in your fucking daddy hole! Aw yeahhhhh!!” Then I felt a warmth in my hole and felt a fullness totally unlike the fulness their cocks had given me. The warmth grew and spread and I didn't want it to stop. “Oh fuck yeah! Your piss feels so fucking good man! So warm! So dirty. I love it!” I exclaimed even as my own flow of piss in Kevin's ass was coming to an end. As soon as I stopped pissing Kevin climbed off my dick and quickly offered his own cock to me. I took it in at once even as Ryan was still pissing in my hole. “Oh damn Justin!” Kevin moaned. “I'm gonna cum man. I'm gonna cum down your throat! Hell yeah pig take it! Swallow my fucking cum!” Immediately I felt the first spurt of his thick cum shooting into my mouth followed by more and more. I began swallowing, tasting his salty jizz on my tongue before it went down my throat. It tasted different than Drew's cum I had eaten last week but it still tasted so good and I was eager for every drop of this hung stud's load. I heard Ryan telling me I had all his piss while Kevin continued to feed me the rest of his load. I kept sucking the cock in my mouth determined to get all the cum he had to give me, at the same time aware of Ryan's thick cock exiting my well-fucked ass. At the same time I felt a wet warmth engulf my cock and begin sucking and licking it. I was on sensory overload!! Kevin withdrew his man-cock from my mouth and I looked down to see Drew with his full sexy lips wrapped around my meat. “Oh yeah, baby,” I moaned, “suck daddy's dick. Oh yeah you're making it feel so good.” Drew pulled his mouth off of my cock and started stroking it in his fist. He turned his face to me and smiled. “I had to taste it Daddy Justin. When Kevin got off of it I saw it was covered with cum and piss and his ass juices and I had to clean it all off. Fucking delicious!” Ryan had walked up to where my head was and placed his glistening cock an inch or less in front of my mouth. “Here daddy. Taste what Drew tasted. My cock is covered in cum and piss too....and your ass juices. C'mon you hot sexy pig, clean off my dick just like Drew did yours.” I parted my lips readily and accepted Ryan's slick slimy cock into my mouth. I tasted all three essences and eagerly began sucking and licking and slurping on his cock, the cock I knew had just been in my ass a few moments earlier. But instead of being disgusted by that thought I was turned on by it. (to be continued)

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Squirt or Scruff Did I come upon him on Squirt of Scruff? He’s a scruffy kind of guy. The kind of ‘bad boy’ I’ve always felt an undeniable attraction to. I don’t know what it is. Maybe it’s the adrenaline rush of the fear they instil in me. Maybe it’s that they are so opposite to the passive shy image I have of myself. I don’t know. All I do know is that they are like a magnet with this incredible force drawing me to them. Unlike me they smoke, and drink, they curse and have a devilish twinkle in their eyes. They are likely wearing a work boot, tight ripped jeans, a wife beater t-shirt, or a denim button down with at least four buttons open exposing at hairy chest. Better still the shirt is totally unbuttoned, or even better still again they are not wearing a shirt at all. I’m ready to cum in my pants if he’s wearing no shirt and a chest harness. Everything about him says ‘bad boy’. But back to this particular hookup, my first with a guy actually. I can’t explain why I clicked on the pictureless profile. But with 20/20 vision of hindsight, I’m so glad I did. This first man on man sex would set me on a path of wild, carefree sex beyond my wildest imaginings. So, you have probably guessed. I was in a straight marriage, in fact to a very nice woman. We had a good life together and two very nice kids. Everything about our lives was nice and pedestrian. I had a pedestrian job as an accountant, we took pedestrian vacations. I drove a pedestrian mini van. I tried to tell myself everything was ok, but deep inside I sensed I was craving more. More what? I had no idea. Just more. This inner ache came out at beer time after our ball games. There were two scruffy guys on the team. Jake was blond and I just wanted to run my fingers through the dusting of soft sand coloured hair that lightly covered his chest. Yes, he always had at least 4 buttons undone and the most delicious looking dark nipples peaking out. Frank was tall, big framed, heavy set, even paunchy and hairy. Very hairy! He always wore t-shirts that he had cut down to a deep v neck and removed any sleaves cutting the entire side deep, almost to his waist. A forest of thick dark hair covered the back of his hands, arms, shoulders, chest, stomach, even his back. Maybe he was more gorilla than man. Jake was beautifully muscled and boasted about his daily gym workouts. He assured us this was the best place to meet and hookup with fit available women. Frank was married to a woman and loved to boast of his many sexual conquests. Cheating turned him on upping his ‘bad boy’ cache in my secret desires. I knew I was supposed to be disgusted by their shenanigans, but in truth I was jealous. Secretly jealous and deeply confused. Why was I so attracted to these scruffy men as a heterosexual monogamous man? I hadn’t even heard of hook-up apps until I heard these two sex fiends talk about how great they are for lining up casual sex with strangers. When I checked out Squirt I saw it was mostly men looking for men. The videos really got me hard. Now I was really confused and began checking out gay pron. That’s where I saw an add for scruff. I soon added it to my phone, how could I not with my secret attraction to scruffy men. So back to the pictureless profile I just happened to open on one of those two apps. 34 year old partnered gay man. Words that stood out in his profile; otter, smoker, whisky hound, NSA, top, hung and thick, cheater, raw, bb, water sports, wild never mild, into older and straight. I sent my first ever chat; “Hi” His response; “Hi fucker, nice hairy chest.” That’s the only picture I had posted, faceless of course.. Me, “Thanks” Him, “Welcome. Not much in your profile, what cha lookin for?” Me, “I’m new to this. What would you like to show me?” Him, “How new? You a virgin or something?” Me; “Virgin to man on man.” Him; “Fuckin A, so you’re ready for me to fuck your virgin hole.” (it definitely was not a question) Me; “Um … not sure? Probably not, maybe just a blow job?” He didn’t respond. I waited a full two minutes that felt like twenty and added; “Fuck it … maybe more?” Him; “Meet me at Brown’s woods in a half hour.” Me; “My wife and kids are away; I suppose I could.” Him; “Park at the second line parking lot.” As I drove to the woods I thought ‘I must be crazy. I have no idea what I’m getting into with this ‘bad boy’. Fuck, I don’t even know what he looks like other than he’s an otter. And it’s dark, fuck me. Damn, that’s what he wants to do to me.’ But did I turn around and go home with my tail between my legs? Not on your life! I had the biggest hardon ever. There were seven cars in the unlit lot. I parked and jumped out before I lost my nerve. A lighter flashed and I could see a man leaning against a tree by a trail. I cautiously moved toward him. As I got closer, I could see one hand nursing the cigarette the other hand rubbing the bulge at his crotch. When I got close enough his crotch hand reached up and pulled in my head to his face. He planted a deep long smoky breath on my mouth which instinctively opened in my surprise. His tongue claimed me, and I could feel myself becoming putty in his hands. All I could think was, ‘I know I’ll give him whatever he wants.’ By now his free hand was working its way down the back of my shorts and a finger was checking my hole. When he ended the kiss, he proceeded to take my hand and pull me twenty feet or so into the woods. When we stopped he complained; ”Well what are you waiting for, it won’t suck itself.” “Um… Um… Umm …” “What is it boy, cat got your fuckin tongue!” “Um … I … I thought maybe you’d … blow me?” I stammered. “Well, you thunk wrong buddy! You’ll need to get my monster as hard and wet as you can.” He was already opening and dropping his ratty jeans. His semi hard nine inch man meat fell out as he pushed me down to my knees. “Um ,,, awe … I’ve …. I’ve never done this.” “Yeah, we’ve already established that, just open your God damn mouth, shut the fuck up and put this beauty in … no teeth now, you hear me?” His uncut cock smelled of piss and sweat, his skin reeked of cigarette smoke. I was instantly intoxicated and sucked his magnum in like a lolly pop. “See, you’re a natural.” He proceeded to face fuck me pushing more deeply into my throat with each stroke. He just kept going deeper when I gagged. Just when I thought I would black out he released my head. As I struggled to regain my breath, he pulled me up, turned me around and bent me against a tree. Next thing I knew my shorts were at my knees. He spat on my ass and his tongue pushing his spit in my hole. I gasped; “Holy fuck!” His raspy voice responded; “That’s exactly what I’m going to do … fuck your virgin ass, turn you into the slut you know you are.” And with those words he plunged into me balls deep. Needless to say I screamed. The pain was unbelievable, I still don’t know why I didn’t pass out. “Oh shit. Sorry, I forgot to start with these.” He laughed as he placed a little open bottle under my nose. “Inhale deep fucker!” When I didn’t, he pulled out and plunged in again. I gasped and inhaled a huge amount of the strange fumes. My body got very warm, my brain swam, and my ass loosened up. The pain had disappeared and I was loving the feeling of a baseball bat probing my hole. Every time he would pull back I would long for the full feeling again. Deeper, deeper was the unspoken chant in my head. That’s when I noticed a mouth on my cock. My screams must have attracted guys from the other cars. One guy was giving me a blow job better than anything my cock had ever experienced. Three more guys were standing around masturbating their various sized hard ons. One stepped forward and reached between my legs, “Yup, this cum sluts taking it raw!” This brought grunts of approval from the crowd. My fucker said. “Yup. And I just claimed his virgin cherry. What do you guys want me to do to this faggot?!” “Breed his virgin ass!” They chimed in. “NO, don’t” I cried All this time the mouth had been working my cock into a frenzy and I could no longer hold back my churning balls. I was having the most awesome climax and he just gulped down blast after blast of my cum. My ass contractions brought the ‘bad boy’ over the edge and I felt this strangers load painting my intestines. ‘What the fuck did I just allow!’ screamed in my mind. Bad boy pulled out and was immediately replaced by a smaller cock. This guy lasted about three strokes before filling me with his cum. He too was quickly replaced and this guy fuck toyed my no longer virgin ass for about ten minutes. He plunged in deep, leaned in hard and whispered in my ear. “You ready for my load slut?” “No, please don’t” I whimpered. “Too late, I already gave you your third anonymous load tonight. My buddies is next.” “No, please no”, but I made no attempt to move as buddies ten inch pole drilled into me. Once he bottomed out the assault on my prostate was relentless. I was soon having a hands-free orgasm and only then realized the sucker had not moved. The first blast hit him in the face, the next three were down his throat. After another five minutes this top also leaned into my ear, “I’m close bud. Where do you want my load?” “On my back, please, pull out!” “Fuck you ass hole! You took the other three … argh …. Fuucckkkk … breedin your hole slut!” I couldn’t feel the shots but knew from his body convulsions that he was true to his word. As he pulled out and stepped away the sucker rose in front of me and lifted me, so we were face to face. I heard his soft voice; “Sweet cum, thanks. I haven’t cum yet. Do you want mine in your mouth or your ass?” “Fuck man, may as well make it five for five.” I couldn’t believe how bold my voice sounded. He had a long pencil thin cock that worked my vulnerable hole the longest of any of the guys. Everyone else had left before he bred my hairy sloppy hole. He collapsed on my back breathing heavy for the longest time. “So were you really a virgin when you arrived here tonight?” “Um, to man on man sex …. Yeah.” “So who was that guy that stole your cherry?” “I don’t know. I just met him on Squirt or Scruff, Um, I really don’t remember which … but earlier tonight.” “Your first man on man sex and you seriously let five strangers fuck and breed you in the woods in the dark. Are you fuckin crazy?” “Yeah … I think I must be.” “So, do you think you’ll ever do this again?” “Fuck yeah man, asap.” “Well, I sure hope I’m there to suck down your loads as they pump you full of stranger jizz.” “So do I. Thanks bud.” When I got back to the parking lot most of the cars had left. Bad boy was leaning against my driver door smoking. The moon had popped out from behind a cloud and I got my first look at him. He was tall, slim and black, wearing the ‘bad boy’ stile including shirtless and chest harness. I leaned in to receive his smokey kiss. “Give me your phone faggot slut.” Was I crazy? I didn’t even hesitate. He added his name “Dill’ to my contacts and typed in his number. “Call that in three days.” Again, he kissed me and a finger found and pushed in my sloppy hole. The finger was removed from my ass and forced into my mouth. “Suck fagot!” I had never tasted anything like it before and I instantly loved the flavour. To be continued … stay tuned to see if bad boys Jake and Frank might not be quite so straight as their stories.

Part 19 I've heard about out-of-body experiences and how great they supposedly felt according to the people who've said they've had them. But I couldn't imagine anything feeling more euphoric and exquisite than the IN-body experience I was having there on that picnic table. Every inch of my body was tingling and every nerve in my brain and mind was trying to keep up with the increasing level of pleasure coursing through my whole being. My hard bare fuckmeat was enveloped by Kevin's warm wet silky manhole over and over again as he continued fucking himself up and down on my shaft. Occasionally he would tighten the muscles in his chute squeezing and caressing my dick, causing me to leak more and more precum inside him. He kept telling me he wasn't going to stop riding me until I shot my cum deep in his guts. I only hoped he wouldn't stop before then! At the same time Ryan was long-stroking his fat hard raw cock in and out of my wide-stretched hole. With every penetration I felt his heavy balls slap against my upturned sweaty asscheeks. I couldn't wait for those balls to draw up then begin shooting their thick load deep inside me, to mix with the loads from Drew and Kevin I'd already received today. I had been a total top and a virgin to anal sex when I arrived at the park earlier today. (How long ago was that?! Who the hell cares?!!) And now I couldn't get enough cock and cum in my ass. And I couldn't get enough of burying my dick balls deep in an ass! These two studs were doing all the work – Kevin fucking himself on my dick and Ryan fucking my hole with his dick. All I had to do was lay there and enjoy the erotic sensuality of it all. And I was definitely enjoying all of it! I was jacking Kevin's hard slick cock, still amazed that I had had the entire thing stuffing my ass not that long ago. So long and so thick. It turned me on more realizing I had taken it and enjoyed it. Just like I'd enjoyed Drew's cock and was now feeling additional pleasure from Ryan's cock, which wasn't quite as long as Kevin's but it was slightly thicker. “Hell yeah man!” Kevin's voice penetrated my thoughts. “Fuck me buddy! Your raw married cock is making my ass feel so fucking good! Can't wait for you to give me your seed!” I let go of Kevin's dick and ran my fingers and hands up across his abs to his pecs and nips. This prompted Kevin to straighten his position on my dick and raise his arms above his head, flexing his pecs. As I moved my hands and eyes over his torso I caught a glimpse of a drawing of some sort just below his left armpit. I hadn't seen his body from this angle before so I hadn't noticed it earlier today. I couldn't tell for sure but it looked kind of like a small scorpion. I didn't wonder about it more than a couple seconds, but it briefly reminded me of a day a few weeks ago when I had walked into my son Jeremy's room and he had some pictures of scorpions on his computer screen. I hadn't remembered that until just now. That memory was quickly dissolved as I felt Drew's tongue licking my ear then heard him whispering in it. “How you doing Daddy Justin? Feels great having your cock in a hot ass and having your own ass filled with cock at the same time, doesn't it?” he finished with a lusty chuckle. “Fuck yeah it does! I could never have imagined anything like this! This is fucking perfect!” As if on cue, Drew pushed the glass pipe between my lips and lit the flame, creating more of the fuck smoke I couldn't resist and didn't want to resist. As I blew out a second thick white cloud I heard Ryan yell out, “I'm going to cum Daddy Justin! I'm going to flood your hot spun ass with my tina cum! Tell me you want it!” “YES!” I practically screamed in need. “Cum in me, Ryan! Give me your tina cum and breed my greedy ass! My greedy cheating married daddy ass!” I felt Ryan slam one last time against my ass and felt his seed emptying into me. That sensation took me over the edge and I cried out to Kevin, “Here it cums man! Giving you a big load of my married cum just like I gave Drew and Ryan! Take it! Take it allllll!!” And my cum shot into Kevin's ass mixing with Ryan's. (to be continued)

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The sight that greeted Bob Maloney as he approached his driveway would have made the average divorced father of eighteen and nineteen year-old boys panic. For Bob however, the presence of one unmarked and one fully adorned county sheriff's car parked in his driveway made his cock twinge and his balls tighten. There were also three bikes lying near the closed garage door. These he knew belonged to three of his eldest son, Ryan's best friends. Brian Welton would have driven up in the unmarked car. Brian and Bob had been friends, and almost best friends, since first grade. Their thirty-year friendship involved just about every sort of activity any two men or boys had ever been involved in. Syd Hadley would half driven the other car. Syd was the elected sheriff of Marshall County and Brian's boss. The bikes and cars told Bob that at least Ryan was home and having a good time. As he got out of the car, he wondered if little Scotty was also home. Inside the garage, Brian unlocked the door to his home and family's deepest secret. From the outside, it looked as though three years earlier he had added an 18' X 24' storage room. No windows, but there were a pair of skylights that could be opened or covered depending upon the kind of mood being set in the secret room. The skylights were closed so he needed a couple minutes to fully adjust. Experience told him there were three figures in the northwest corner of the dim room. He stepped past the empty stocks, unused sawhorse and vacant X-frame that took the place of lawnmowers, table saws or other home equipment. On the walls where one might expect tools, there was wide variety of whips, a half-dozen paddles and a series of four, 6"-long shelves that held an array of several dozen dildos and butt plugs of varying lengths, widths, shapes and styles and assorted other toys for inflicting pain and pleasure. In three places, shackles hung from the solid beams of the open framed roof. One figure stood in front of and the second stood behind a sling. These were the naked forms of Syd and Brian. In the sling was Bob's nineteen-year-old son, Ryan. The two men dwarfed his slender 5' 3" frame. Brian was the epitome of tall, dark and handsome. He stood 6' 4" tall, carried 190# of tanned and sculptured muscle, had brown hair, deep brown eyes and dimples that had melted girls' (and at least one boy's) hearts for as long as anyone could remember. Syd was just over 6' tall. He weighed almost 240 pounds of mixed muscle and fat. Ten years ago it had been all muscle, but age and a decadent lifestyle that included too much booze and unhealthy food was rapidly altering his physique. However, Bob had no doubt the sheriff could still kick his ass and maybe Brian's as well. Brian's groin was pressed hard against the boy's face. If the guy had a hard on, and Bob was almost certain he did, that meant 8" of cock meat were stuffed into his son's mouth and down his throat. In some positions that much cock might choke the kid, but his father had taught him the skill of laying face up and head back and letting men slide their cocks completely out of sight. Bob learned it by force as a high school freshman when five seniors laid him on a bench in the locker room and each fucked his young, but willing mouth and throat. "You giving my son's mouth a real hard fuck?" he asked his old friend from across the room. As Bob quickly covered the distance between them, Brian replied, "You know I am buddy. Your boy has the sweetest mouth in the county. There ain't another kid, male or female, who suck and swallow dick like him." He may have had more to say, but Bob came up behind him and turned his face so they could share a deep hard kiss. Bob slid a hand down the deputy's strong back and grabbed a good fistful of his muscular ass. There was more than enough sweat to moisten two fingers and slide them into the often-fucked hole hidden in the deep crevice. Brian, moaning with pleasure from the quick invasion, broke the kiss and said, "Yeah buddy, I'm fucking his little mouth and throat real good. How about you doing the same to my ass!" Bob bit at Brian's earlobe and replied, "Oh, you know I'll fuck this hard ass real good, but not quite yet. First, I'll have me a quick taste." With that, he withdrew the two fingers and slid them into his mouth not six inches from Brian's face. "MMM! You always have had the best tasting ass around." Syd watched the two old friends make out as he continued to fuck Bob's son's ass. The sheriff's cock was not nearly as long as Brian's, but it more than made up for the reduced length. He and many of those he fucked swore he had the fattest cock in this part of the state. It was a little over six inches long, but was nearly nine inches around. The cute teen was taking every inch in long, firm strokes. Even if his mouth had not been stuffed with a hard dick, he would not have been crying out in pain. All three men knew that it was all but certain Ryan would be begging for more cock and harder and deeper strokes. At nineteen, Ryan had years experience as a pussy for well-hung boys and lately men as well. He could take the biggest cock in the county and still beg for more. His dad had recently started shaving his adolescent ass and legs so they would always be as smooth as had been a few years ago. Ryan never complained about getting fucked. Sure, the first time had hurt, but even that experience had become pleasurable as his ass loosened up and accepted his dad's manhood. Ryan had already been a pretty good cocksucker even before he'd been getting fucked. In the years since, the lad had regularly practiced taking cock from both ends. When men asked which he liked better, Ryan would honestly answer that he wasn't sure. Some days he had an unquenchable thirst for cum and the feel of a cock in his mouth and on others he felt hollow and empty without a cock up his pussy. The only days he knew for sure which he wanted were when the fuck-itch would hit him and he had to have his deep insides scratched! Bob broke his kiss with Brian and stepped nearer to the sheriff. He and Syd exchanged a hearty handshake and greeting. Bob's eyes fell to his son's slender, hairless body and he saw the pool of cum on the boy's stomach and chest. He estimated there must be at least two if not three loads of cum cooling on his son's body. "How long have you guys been fucking my boy?" Bob asked. "It's only been about half an hour," responded Syd. "Hell, Brian's only shot one load in his cocksucker's mouth and I haven't even cum once in his tight pussy. Why do you ask?" "Oh, I just saw the pools of cum by his miniature prick and was wondering if it was two loads or three," said Bob. "Two," answered the deputy, his groin again pressed hard against Ryan's lips. "The first was a big one and the second was nice, too. I guess you didn't find anybody to fuck you at school today and came home with a full load in those teen balls of yours?" Brian directed his question to the boy knowing he could not possibly answer in words. Ryan groaned almost inaudibly. The men watched as his untouched cock began to twitch. It was clear he was about to cum for a third time, but his dad had other plans. One hand quickly grasped his son's cock and the other flicked one finger painfully against the tender piss hole once and then twice. Ryan's body jerked and his stuffed mouth tried to scream, but it was no use. Bob repeated the torture of his son two more times before the need to cum passed and the small cock shriveled into its almost nonexistent limp form. Bob played with his son's tiny cock with mixed curiosity and disgust. The cause for his disgust was obvious. At ninetten, when he should be becoming a man and showing some muscular development, his pussy of a son still sported the cock of a little boy. He corrected himself and thought that wasn't exactly correct. Ryan's eighteen year-old brother's cock was almost four inches longer and two and half inches thicker. How could his nineteen-year-old son have a cock that measured barely 3.5" when hard? Bob knew it must the contaminated genes of his ex-wife's family. At the same age, he had sported almost eight inches of pussy pleasing meat. He, like his son, was already a cocksucker at that age, but all his fucking had been with girls. It was not until his 21st birthday that he had first fucked a boy or had his ass fucked. It had been a special treat from his best friend's dad. The man fucked both boys and then watched Bob fuck his willing buddy. Bob placed a hand on Syd's meaty buttocks and slid it into the deep crease. He attempted to finger the man's ass but it was clenched tightly shut. "Sorry, man," the sheriff said. "I don't want to cum yet and your fingers would make me do just that." "No problem," the father of the boy the man was fucking said. "How about giving me a taste of this instead." Bob's hand managed to grab Syd's cock on an outward stroke. "Sure, man. I just love watching a dad lick his son's ass juices off my big fat fuck-stick." He stepped back a pace and his cock audibly popped out of Ryan's ass. The eighteen year-old cunt hole did not close and the two men got a good look at the exposed red interior. Bob knelt and took just the head of Syd's cock in his mouth. His taste buds exploded with the array of flavors. He pressed forward and managed to get half the fat monster into his mouth. He nursed the thick shaft for a while before letting it escape his mouth. He then used his tongue to gather the ass juices and other heady flavors from the rest of the sheriff's cock. At some point Brian removed his cock from the boy's throat because Bob heard his son plead, "Aw, c'mon, dad. Let him put it back in me. I need a fuck real bad and besides, you can suck it after he shoots. I know how much you like the taste of my pussy with a coating of cum." The father could not disagree with his son's logic. He stood up and used his left hand to guide the sheriff's cock back to his son's almost closed-up pussy. Bob placed the fat tip at the opening and watched it spread wide and ready itself for more fucking. Sheriff Hadley grunted and in one smooth stroke returned his cock to the boy's pussy. Bob leaned over and licked the pool of cum from his son's body. Warm or cool he could think of almost nothing that tasted so good. Seeing that Ryan's cock was once again fully erect and seemingly ready to fire another load, he took just the head between his teeth and bit hard. Ryan's body jerked and he tried to scream through a stuffed throat and mouth, but no sound came out. His father had learned long ago that his son reacted strangely to pain. When it was his tiny cock being abused the boy reacted like most others. He'd lose his erection if he had one and the imminent desire to cum. However, he still claimed to feel pleasure at some deeper point in his body. If the pain was administered to other parts of his young anatomy, Ryan's senses directed it straight to his cock as pleasure. Bob first learned this when he gave his son a spanking for his sixth birthday and found the six semi-playful slaps resulted in a tiny 1.5" erection. Further trials over the ensuing years found nearly every type of pain inflicted to any portion of his body had the same effect. The most sensitive areas, not surprisingly, were his little boy ass cheeks and tits. The later could no longer be described as "little boy tits" because of years of treatment from snakebite suction cups and various clips and clamps, often with weights attached. The now puffed out and elongated nipples looked more like a teenaged girl's 'puffies,' but they were attached to the perfectly flat chest of a slender young boy. Bob stood up and again eyed the hot scene of his son being fucked from both ends by the two lawmen. He pinched the sheriff's meaty tits – the man had developed his over nearly twenty years of dedicated work – and then kissed the deputy. "By the way, are Jason, Tyler and PJ in the house with Mark?" he asked, inquiring about the three bike owners and his younger son. "Yeah, they got here about twenty minutes ago. We already had Ryan up and the sling and were fucking him good, so they said they'd just go and have some fun with Mark," said Syd. "They each took a couple stabs at Brian's ass though before they left. So I guess that was less than fifteen minutes before you got here." "Thanks guys. I think I know where to find them." Bob did indeed have a pretty good idea about where the three teenagers and his eighteen year-old would be. Mark was, if anything, the hottest and nastiest of the Maloney males. His age and size meant he had trouble taking deep the huge cocks and other toys his dad and older brother sometimes experienced. However, he more than made up for size in sheer numbers. Bob had no doubt that in the last two years his youngest son had been fucked almost as often as his older brother and dad combined. He was, with the exception of Ryan's pain fetish, the kinkiest of the trio. Bob entered the main portion of the house and then turned right. Down one flight of stairs was the partially finished basement. The part that was finished was a large, brightly lit open corner. White tiles on both walls and the floor reflected the shine from a pair of bright lights that doubled as heat lamps. There was a single showerhead on one wall. The entire floor was slanted slightly to drain all water to a 5' circle that was six inches deeper that the rest of the area and had a closable drain in its center. Visitors were told the area was a convenient place for two young boys and their friends to clean up and not track dirt or mud through the house. The room's primary purpose was as a water sports playground and its most frequent user was little Mark. The boys were eight and five the first time Bob caught Ryan pissing on his little brother in the bathtub. He had naturally been angry and was about to punish the seemingly abusive older son when Mark cried though piss-coated lips, "Don't hurt him, dad. It's okay. I asked him to do it. I liked getting pee-pee on me." This afternoon two young teens stood near the center of the tiled area while another teen knelt between the legs of the boys. Jason and Tyler held their adolescent cocks and directed streams of piss onto the face and directly into the mouth of Mark. The boy was clearly trying to swallow as much of the yellow streams as possible while lying on his back, but his mouth looked more like an erupting piss volcano. At the same time, PJ fucked the boy's pussy. >From several feet away, Bob admired the four youths. Jason and Tyler could easily be brothers and indeed were cousins. Both had the blue- eyed, blond-haired boyish good looks that drove man and girls crazy. Their bodies were deeply tanned with only slightly paler areas where small swimming suits occasionally hid a portion of each boy. Being blondes, they had no noticeable body hair and Bob's very intimate oral inspections had found very little transparent peach fuzz. He wondered how long they would stay such perfect examples of boyish beauty. He hoped they would allow him to shave their legs and asses like he did Ryan's. He had already suggested shaving their young bushes, but both boys had refused. The price they paid for the refusal was not being allowed to come to the house for a week. A punishment that backfired on Bob because the pair found other places to fuck his sons and he did not have the chance to share in their bodies. Both boys claimed to have their cherries in tact and, when Bob asked his sons, Ryan and Mark confirmed that neither had ever fucked either boy. They said they had never seen the boys allow anyone else to fuck them, either. PJ, Sheriff Hadley, Deputy Welton and Bob had frequently tried to take the boys' cherries, but were always rebuked. Each, plus Mark and Ryan, had spent considerable time eating those smooth, tight, pink holes and Bob had even fingered each a couple times. The blonde beauties claimed to be basically straight and that fucking a pussy-boy like Jason or little Mark just made them even bigger studs. The three men had each pointed out how story did not explain all the time the pair spent sucking cock, a skill both had honed quite well. The cute blondes answered these charges the only way possible, with silence. PJ, the boy who was fucking young Mark, was a gorgeous mulatto. His black father was a structural engineer with the largest construction firm in town and his white mother was a teacher at the high school. She would be Ryan's biology teacher during the coming year. Bob knew the parents intimately. A dozen cars and nearly two-dozen guests at an early morning party in the couple's home prompted a complaint call to Syd. The call came from a pair of bigoted neighbors who made no attempt to conceal their hatred for the racially mixed couple. Upon his arrival that early morning, Syd indeed found a party in progress. However, every car was parked legally and there was no noise audible from the sidewalk. Knowing the nosy neighbors would be watching he approached the door. After a couple minutes, the hostess answered his knocking wearing a very skimpy robe. He looked over her shoulder and around the dimly lit room and saw a large number of partially dressed, and a few totally naked, people. Some were slow dancing and others were in varied intimate embraces. He quickly explained the reason for his visit and told the woman that there was no problem and to enjoy herself. She was pleasantly surprised at his tolerance and gave the sheriff a quick treat. She dropped the robed and displayed her well-toned form to his appreciative eye. When Syd learned PJ and Jason were fuck buddies, he told Bob about the party he had observed. He added that it was clear not all couplings were male and females. Indeed some of them were actually trios. Bob took it upon himself to make his introduction to the couple. He did so under the false guise of a father worried about his son and theirs engaging in homosexual activity. PJ's parents proved not only to be not concerned that their son was fucking and sucking with other boys, their biggest care was that Bob not be upset that his son had a racially mixed lover. When Bob explained his real reason for coming, a chance to meet a sexually attractive and intriguing couple, an immediate bond was formed. Before he left that evening, Bob had fucked both husband and wife. In turn, the handsome black man had fucked him. They repeated the experience several times and had even included their two sons. Bob loved to sit back and watch the woman strap on a 9" pink dildo and fuck her son while the man used his slightly smaller cock to fuck Ryan. He would move about the room to sample the assorted mouths and other holes with his cock and lips. Bob's one regret was that he could not attend the bi-sexual free-for-alls they hosted every other month. The couple said anything could and did happen, but the one rule was married couples only. Not even a man and woman who lived together would be allowed, and singles were strictly taboo. Bob noticed that while PJ had his entire 6" chocolate milk-colored cock buried in little Mark's ass, he was not actually fucking the boy. There was a look of peace and ease on the older boy's face. He wondered if PJ had just cum deep in his son's pussy. As he continued to watch, Mark's flat little belly began to swell like a woman rapidly going through the early stages of pregnancy. The man stepped forward and placed on strong hand on the dark-skinned youth's shoulder. The boy jerked slightly, but did not remove his cock or begin fucking. "Are you pissing in my son's pussy?" Bob asked in a nonchalant tone. "Yeah," the kid admitted in a flat voice like he was doing the most natural thing in the world. Then he added, "How'd you know?" Leaning over to give Mark's rounded tummy a soft pat he said, "My skinny son usually doesn't look like a pregnant girl in her sixth month." By now the two blondes had finished pissing on and in Mark. Jason had moved over the small boy in a "69" position. His body hid the kid's swollen belly. Tyler was next to Bob and began removing the man's clothes. He did not resist and the youngster quickly had him as naked as the four boys. Bob's cock was only partially erect, but Tyler's 'straight' lips and tongue quickly had him hard. Next to Ryan, Tyler was probably the best cocksucker of the bunch and Bob had to push him away to prevent cumming much too quickly. PJ was now fucking little Mark. His nearly man-sized prick was sliding smoothly in and out of the young boy's pussy. Once the broad head popped free and was accompanied by a quick squirt of piss. Tyler stepped behind PJ and held his hips steady just long enough to push his cock into the darker boy's ass. The pair then combined to fuck young Mark while Bob moved from Tyler to Jason and back to Tyler sampling their asses and prodding his tongue into their virgin cunts. PJ was the first to cum. The combined effect of Mark's tight, piss- filled pussy grasping his cock and Tyler's prick working his fuck chute pushed him over the limit. He groaned and jab-fucked Mark half a dozen times before the rigor left his body. His shoulders slumped and he fell or Jason's torso. Tyler was next. The nipping and grabbing his cock got from PJ as he came did the trick and he fired his supply of creamy boy juice into his friend's ass. When Tyler's cock slid free, Bob was there to claim the mixture of cum and ass juice. He thought PJ had the best tasting ass he had ever eaten and always strove to be first in line to suck a cock that had just fucked him. When Tyler's cock was mostly clean, the man switched his attention to the perfectly rounded cheeks of the black youth's ass. He kissed the smooth globes before prying them apart. His tongue quickly found the slightly opened hole and slid easily inside. The savory flavor of warm cum and steamy boy-cunt immediately met Bob's lips and tongue. He worked about and gathered as much of the tasty mixture as possible before standing up and kissing PJ. While he had been eating the youngster's ass, Jason had cum in Mark's mouth and added a creamy frosting to the bellyful of piss. Jason was now kneeling before the younger boy and the pair were kissing, their piss and cum soaked lips and tongues locked together. PJ's cock had softened and slid free of Mark's ass allowing a stream of the same mixture to burst free. Bob could see traces of cum mixed in with the piss that had not yet found its way down the drain. He quickly pushed his face into the pool and claimed several mouthfuls of the mixture. By now Bob was the only person in the room with a hard on. That fact quickly came to the boys' attention. Jason was the quickest, getting his left hand and lips on the target first. PJ, however, was slightly larger, a little stronger and far more determined. He pushed Jason away, rolled Bob onto his back and kept the other two boys at bay. When he had applied a thick coating of spit to the entire shaft, the dark youth moved over the man's body and sat his teen-boy cunt on the hard shaft. It slid smoothly into the freshly fucked hole until the boy's ass was pressed to the man's hard thighs. Bob loved fucking the firm, snug asses of young boys. He had since he too was that age and with few exceptions, none were as good as PJ. Not only was the kid's dark skin a definite turn on, but also his ass had the perfect shape of a young athletic god. The boy's pussy could also take a big cock like few others. Years of training from countless guys had turned the boy's cunt into a highly educated trench ready to treat any interested man. Other than Ryan and Mark, PJ was the only young boy Bob knew who could take Syd's extra wide fucker. PJ slid his entire body up and down the man's cock at a leisurely pace. Bob lay back and relished the pleasure and relaxed way it was being given. He his eyes closed, he felt a pair of warm stiff prods bump against his cheeks. Without opening his eyes, the man knew they must be the stiff pricks of Jason and Tyler. He parted his lips and let the pair take turns fucking his mouth. Occasionally, the cousins managed to get the heads of both cocks in his mouth at the same time. He wondered what Mark was up to until he heard PJ groan, "Oh, yeah. Suck my cock. Lick my balls some, too. Yeah, Mark, you've a got mouth. Swallow it all. Fuck your throat." Being the only one in the room who had not cum at least once, Bob's cock was the first to erupt. He thrust his hips upward adding to the depth and power of the fuck he and PJ were giving each other. When he came, his body jerked up hard and likely would have dislodged a less experience partner. PJ quickly regained his balance, pressed hard downward to get Bob another half inch deeper and accepted the man's love offering. Five jets of milky cum exploded deep into his body as he willed his insides to try and milk even more. PJ was the next to cum. When Bob's body eased under him, the teen relaxed and let the man's son take his load. This was his third cum in less than forty-five minutes and amounted to two small bursts and an equal amount that simply seeped into the boy's mouth. PJ, his lust sated and his body sapped of all strength fell backward onto Bob's body just as the other two boys came. Jason's cock was in the man's mouth and most of his cum found a home there as well. Tyler's cum sprayed in the open and landed on the side of Bob and PJ's faces. Feeling the wet splashes and knowing exactly what they were, PJ turned his face to the left licking the remainder of the boy's cum as it dribbled down the erect shaft. Mark, having completed cleaning the dark youth's cock, looked up and saw the cum- streaked faces. He quickly moved forward and claimed these traces of male cream as well. A few minutes later, the five bodies still lay in a heap on the tile floor. Jason lay somewhat away from the group. Mark lay atop Tyler's dozing form. Between the three boys, PJ lay with his back and ass pressed against Bob's body. The man's semi-erect cock was still in the youngster's pussy. Their rest was disturbed by the booming voice of Sheriff Hadley. "Well, what do we have here? I do believe it is a perverted pedophile and the four boys he just finished molesting. Correction, it seems he is still molesting one of them." "I don't believe you have any room to talk Syd," said Bob slowly sitting up. The movement was enough to adjust PJ's position and dislodge his cock from the boy. Syd and Brian watched a white stream of cum flow from the boy's open pussy. "As I recall, twenty minutes ago you and the good deputy were doing likewise to my son." "Twenty minutes? Hell, barely more than twenty seconds ago he still had two big man-sized cocks in his hot teen-boy body, and I bet he can still feel them!" "Anybody thirsty?" asked Brian. "I've got a load of piss built up that could drown a horse." Wordlessly and as if in a trance, Mark knelt in front of the handsome man and took Brian's flaccid five-inch cock into his mouth. He held it loosely, not sucking or using his tongue. Ready for the hot flood, the boy lifted his eyes until they met the deputy's. Brian relaxed the muscles holding back his piss and let his flow begin. The initial surge filled Mark's mouth and a little dribbled from his mouth. PJ started to move toward Mark. He liked piss almost as much as the eighteen year-old and hated to see even this little bit go to waste. A strong hand on his shoulder stopped him. Looking up, he saw Syd one hand on PJ's shoulder and the other holding his red, limp cock. As the dark youngster looked at the fat cock, a stream of dark yellow piss burst up and into his face. The man's hand pinched off the heady flow until PJ dropped to his knees and locked his lips around the cum, ass and piss flavored head. "Here it comes boy. I hope you are one very thirsty piss drinking faggot cause I got a big load stored up. I was going to piss it into that other teen-pussy, but he passed out on me." PJ opened his mouth briefly and mumbled around the man's cock. It sounded like, "Give it to me mister. I need your piss." Bob thought that was close to what the boy said or would have said had he been able. While he was still trying to decipher the youth's exact words, PJ's mouth was flooded with piss. His lips closed around the squirting tip and he, like his best friend's little brother, strained to swallow as much of the golden treasure as possible. For nearly a minute Deputy Welton and Sheriff Hadley filled and re- filled the boys' mouths. When PJ's or Mark's mouth would begin to overflow, the man pissing into that boy would stop or at least slow the pace of his stream. By the time they were finally finished giving the boys their twin treats, both men had the beginnings of new hard- ons. PJ and Mark kept up their oral service until the men were completely hard and continued until they had cum one last time. The boys turned to each other and kissed. Their small pointed tongues trading the creamy treat each had been offered. "Wow, those are two hot mouths. Bob you have to be the luckiest guy in the world. With a pair of hot cocksucking pussy-boys like yours around all day and this gorgeous little slut visiting regularly," Syd slid a hand down PJ's chest. He pinched and tugged a dark purple nipple and then let his hand slide down and around to squeeze his ass. "I think I would have fucked myself to death by now." "Yeah, man," agreed Brian. "Anytime you want a little extra help keeping their pussies happy, just give us a call." "Guys, you know you don't need an invitation. You're welcome anytime. Just drop on by or, hell you're the law, just arrest them and fuck their hot cunts in the squad car in one of the cells down at the station," said Bob. "Don't forget to offer their pussies to the other officers and any inmates, as well. "You've got a deal," agreed Syd. The three men shook hands and the two lawmen headed back to get their clothes and return to the station. Bob looked back at PJ and Mark and saw they were still ready for more action. PJ, despite being completely hard, was pissing in Mark's face. The youngster let the stream splash against his face. The liquid gold was soaking his hair and body. His dad leaned over and took the dark cock into his mouth and took a drink of the steamy piss. When PJ had emptied his bladder, he and Bob shared Mark's piss. They took long drinks. They let is splash against their faces. They played in the warm stream like little kids in the summer rain. When Mark finished, the three shared a pissed-spiced kiss and rubbed their wet bodies against each other. Bob suggested they step under the shower and rinse off the sharp smelling liquid, but both boys said they liked the smell, taste and feel of the piss drying on their young bodies. The nastiness of drinking and playing in so much hot piss had all three hard again. Bob decided to lead them back into the other room and see what Ryan and the others were up to. They found Ryan alone in the dimly lit room. Syd, Brian, Jason and Tyler had all dressed and left. Ryan was no longer in the sling, however. Chains attached to wrist cuffs now suspended him so even his straining toes were still an inch off the floor. His dad approached with an arm around each of the other boys and two fingers in each of their well-fucked pussies. Bob saw that either Jason and Tyler or Syd and Brian had left his son in quite a predicament. A butt plug, the man's quick inventory of the shelves told him it was hand-shaped and about the size of an average woman's fist, was secure in the boy's cunt. A parachute-style ball- stretcher was tightly grasped his young scrotum. Two heavy lead weights, two-pounders Bob estimated, were suspended from the stretcher. They drug the boy's balls down several inches below where they normally hung. A clear plastic tube, a 3/8" catheter, ran from somewhere deep in the boy's piss hole to his mouth. Finally, metal clips attached a chain to Ryan's stretched-out nipples. "Wow, dad! Look at Ryan! They really strung him up good. Would you do that to me, too." Bob looked down at his beautiful younger son and slid a third finger deep into his pussy. Then using only those digits and the palm of his hand cupping the lad's ass he lifted him four feet into the air. Mark squealed with glee as he shot through the air, his pussy stretched by the thick invaders. Bob set him down directly below another set of chains and lowered them until he could secure the leather cuffs to the boy's slender wrists. PJ, reluctantly leaving Bob's side because it meant the man's fingers would leave his ass, stepped over to a switch. A nearly silent motor retracted the chains until Mark swung by his wrists a foot and a half above the floor. The dusky youth walked back to where Bob stood between his suspended sons. They whispered as if they were making secret plans for the young boy. As was intended, Mark could hear much of what was said and his cock leapt back to life. PJ went to one shelf and came back with a leather gag that extended around Mark's face and buckled in place. It also had a realistic six-inch dildo that filled his mouth and throat. Bob picked up one of his favorite toys and with a wicked smile showed it to his helpless son saying, "Today's the day you take all three." The three he referred to were a golf ball, a blue rubber ball that was about the size of a tennis ball and baseball. A friend of Bob's had drilled holes through all three. A nylon rope connected them and knots in the rope held the balls in place. The man had used the unique device on his son's pussy twice, but neither time was the boy able to take anymore than just the baseball, if it went in first, or just the two smaller orbs if the golf ball went up his cunt first. However, neither time before had the lad's cunt been so thoroughly fucked in preparation. Bob considered using his fist to further prepare his son, but decided his and PJ's cocks should be enough. "Which do you want first?" asked Bob, temporarily removing the gag from his son's mouth. As he did, PJ attached a ball-stretcher to Mark's nuts that was similar to and only slightly smaller than the one torturing his brother. Just as Mark was about to answer, PJ clipped on a 12 oz. weight and let it drop four inches. The boy's answer quickly became a squeal of pain. "AAAAWWWWW!" he groaned. Then, when the pain had subsided and the pleasure had begun, Mark said in an almost dreamy voice, "Put the baseball in first dad. I want it to stretch me real good and plow a lane for the others." Bob did as his son requested. Replacing the cock-gag, he coated the largest ball with lubricant and pressed it against Mark's pussy. The ball was almost half the size of each of the boy's ass cheeks. Bob pressed hard, relaxed his pressure as his son cried out in pain and pressed again. This time he rotated the ball and then pulled it away a second time. On the second try, he had gotten within millimeters of having the widest part of it up his son's cunt. He knew he could have pushed just a bit harder and had the task complete, but he had two other objectives as well. For one, he loved looking into the gaping maw that was his son's empty pussy after it had been so thoroughly stretched. He could see the pink and red inner membranes that would hold a cock in such warm softness. Second, he liked the extra pain caused by rotating the ball's raised seams. He had opened ten different boxes at the store until he found this one and had selected it for this feature. Mark admitted that he also loved the burning sensation caused by the bright red stitching. On the third try the ball popped into Mark's cunt with surprising ease. The combination of the earlier stretching and his dad's decision to push a little harder had the job accomplished quickly. Bob grabbed the end of the rope and began to tease his son's hole. He pulled on the rope just a little and watched as the entire area between his legs distended. The tugs weren't enough to expose the ball, however. That was the purpose of the next several tugs. Each time, more and more of the ball was forcefully extracted from Mark's cunt. PJ was certain that another fraction of an inch and it would pop free. Bob made sure that did not happen. After tormenting his son by pulling on the ball, he gave him a rest before beginning to work it deeper. He turned to PJ and told him to get one of the glass rods. The older youth smiled wickedly knowing what the man had in mind. He brought him an eight-inch long clear glass rod that was about the size of Ryan's catheter. That observation brought the older boy back to mind and Bob took a minute to inspect him. Going over to his older son, he slapped the boy's stuffed ass sharply. A pink glow developed and he caressed the fiery flesh. Then using two fingers to grasp his son's sorry excuse for a cock and, pinching it so hard he could feel the catheter, he said, "I cannot believe that my son. The fruit of my loins, the progeny of this cock," he gripped his big dick and shook it at Ryan, "could have such a puny disgusting excuse for a prick." He pinched the tiny head between thumb and index finger nails. When Ryan cried in pain, the plastic tube came free and his father's mouth pressed against his. Their kiss was deep and hard and tasted of boy-piss, the catheter having done its job. Bob broke the kiss and with a secret smile to let Ryan know how much he truly was loved said, "Now back to my real son. The one who's going to have a real cock not just an overgrown clit." He his attention went back to Mark and PJ. The first thing he noticed was the glass rod. Less than two inches of the clear glass was visible where it extended from Mark's piss hole. Bob didn't have to be a math whiz to know four inches of the rod ran the length of the boy's cock and that meant two more inches extended even deeper inside. The ever present hard on and the fresh tears attested to the implement's potential for pleasure and pain. Bob reached for the rubber ball and gave it a heavy coating of the white lubricant. He put it against Mark's ass and with no preamble forced it up his son's pussy. For a moment he thought the quick assault was going to fail, but then he sensed more than felt his son's insides give way. The ball popped in so fast it was almost as though Mark's cunt had sucked it out of his hand. The boy tried to scream, but little more than a muffled grunt escaped from around the penis gag. Mark would have instinctively tried to pull away from the invasion of his pussy if he could have done so. However, with his feet off the ground, the boy could not control what happened to his body. PJ and Bob watched as the second ball was drawn deeper into the boy's pussy. The stretched opening was finally allowed to close around the thin nylon rope. "Go get the nipple cups," the man said to PJ. "Get them nice and wet and then make them really pull Mark's nips. By this time next year they, like his cock, should be bigger and meatier than his brother's." PJ got the twin bulbs, wetted them first and then sucked the young boy's nipples until they were nice and hard. Two pumps worked and the tiny brown circles were being stretched outward and the even tinier nipples were filling with blood and other fluids. "Ready for the last ball?" Bob asked his tortured, but sexually thrilled son. The boy nodded and did his best to smile around the gag and cock that covered and filled his mouth. Bob didn't bother putting any of the lube on the last ball. There was so much grease in and around the boy's pussy it wouldn't matter. Besides, the challenge now was forcing the two big invaders already in his pussy deeper so there would be room for the much smaller third ball. Bob pulled on the exposed rope and drew the rubber ball partially from his son's pussy. He did this several times enjoying the look of the cunt as it stretched open and the way the boy sucked the ball back inside every time he let go. Next the man used two fingers to open his son and push the balls deeper inside. His efforts were met by immediate resistance the first several tries. On the six or seventh, he felt the slender boys frame shudder and instantly there was a two inch gap between the rubber ball and Mark's cunt lips. Wondering what had provided the sudden opening, Bob looked around to the front of Mark's body and saw that PJ held his son's cock head tightly between his teeth. The dark-skinned boy pulled back his kissable lips and clearly displayed the bright white teeth that dug cruelly into the boy's sex. PJ released his bite and gave Mark a chance to recover from the pain, before biting him again. This time Bob was ready and popped the last ball into his son's cunt. Again the lips closed slowly as the ball worked itself deeper into the child. Bob told PJ to release Mark's cock and to come look at his totally stuffed pussy. The teen could not believe all three of the balls were up the kid's cunt. He figured he could probably handle all three, but he was still surprised he could take all three balls. Bob was hard again and PJ took his cock into mouth and gently sucked on it. The man moved slowly about the room examining each of his captive sons. He made sure PJ could follow his movements without having to release his cock. Bob stopped to speak with his oldest son. Sliding the fist-shaped dildo in and out of his son's cunt, Bob said, "Ryan, I'm sorry that I barely had time to say 'Hi'. But then you were a little preoccupied when I got here weren't you? So how was school?" Ryan tried to answer without loosing the catheter. His dad volunteered to hold it. As the boy answered his father's questions, the man alternately blew air into and then sucked even more air out of the tube. "It, oh … ah, was okay dad. I only got fucked a couple times and one of those was by Miss Henderson and that foot-long dildo she likes to wear all day. She uses it on all her lesbian cheerleaders. I told Jason, Tyler and PJ to stop by so I could really get fucked. Syd stopped PJ to see if he wanted to get fucked and he told him about coming here. I guess Syd then radioed Brian. The three guys fucked me first and then they went looking for Mark. The sheriff and his deputy took over fucking my cunt. God, dad, they are really great fuckers!" "How you feeling now, son?" "Great. The fist is keeping everybody's cum deep in my hole. I just know it's going to flood out when you remove it." "I think I'll do that right over the salad I'm making with dinner." "Oh shit, dad. You are so nasty. I just wish we had somebody else to serve it too like the time PJ, Tyler, you and I shot three loads of cum each into that frosting for the little Mark's birthday. I bet those guys still don't know why it tasted so good!" "How are your balls holding up against these?" Bob asked as he gently jostled to two weights. "Ugh, good," the teen grunted. "And how deep is that catheter? I noticed it sure tastes like piss. You use it already?" "Yeah dad, I had to. I'm starting to like the taste, but not nearly like Mark or PJ. I don't know how far up it goes, but when you sucked on it I thought you were going to turn my bellybutton inside out." Father and son both laughed at that. The chuckles started the weights attached to Ryan's balls bouncing again. He groaned as his dad put the catheter back in his mouth. Bob reached one hand down and caressed PJ's face. He drew his hand and fingertips softly across the boy's smooth cheeks and then lovingly cupped his chin. Looking into the cocksucking youth's face he said, "You do that so well. I can almost believe that you're daddy started you the day you were brought home from the hospital." Moving back to Mark, Bob gave him a hard slap on his tiny ass. The man could feel the presence of the balls, as the little boy butt seemed to have more resistance than normal. He noted that his son's nipples were swollen to several times their normal size. The tiny balls were deep red and the skin above the stretcher was pale white. Without removing the gag, he asked, "And how is my well-hung stud doing this evening?" Mark waited a second for the rubber cock to be removed from his mouth. When it was not, he did his best to again smile and tell his dad how much fun he was having. Bob loved to sexual humiliate and tortured his sons and was thrilled that they enjoyed it just as much. His next load of cum was slowly building in response to his son's sexy predicaments and PJ's skillful cocksucking. He was just beginning to plan the next round of fun when the bell at the garage rang. Only a select few sex friends and fiends knew about the button hidden behind a placard with his and the boys' names. The bell sounded like an old buzzer as opposed to the more musical notes that came from the bell at the front door. He wondered which of his buddies was dropping by. Maybe Syd and Brian were back? The man again moved slowly across the room and into the garage making certain PJ's mouth never left his cock. He came to the extra large peephole and was pleasantly surprised to see it was his cocksucker's handsome father. He looked around quickly to see if anyone else was around before opening the door and exposing he and PJ. Bob did notice a large silver SUV in the drive with three or four men inside. He recognized it as the car PJ's mom usually drove so the men must be friends of the boy's dad. Swinging open the door, he greeted his visitor with a broad smile and a cheery greeting. The man started to step inside and reply when he realized his son was right there! "Well," he sighed, even before greeting Bob or his son, "that answers any questions about where my son is or if you've seen him." He was practically laughing by the time he finished the rushed sentence. Bob slowly closed the door. He didn't mind people seeing him naked or getting his cock sucked. He was just a little worried some passing prude my call some other cops than Brian and Syd and have him arrested for child molestation. "Good to see you pal. What's up?" he asked as they shook hands. "I think you distracted my son and he forgot about an appointment we have for tonight," he said, his eyes meeting PJ's. "Oh, shit!" the boy exclaimed as he released Bob's hard cock and realized what his dad was talking about. "Tonight's the night those men are in town from St. Louis and we're taking them to 'Strokers!'" Bob was surprised when the boy mentioned a notorious gay bar and male strip club about thirty miles away. How could PJ and his dad, or more precisely PJ, get into a place like that? The black man saw Bob's confused look and said, "They have three very special, very private secret rooms that can hold parties of three to ten men where anything goes. The only rules are no drugs, no outside alcohol and you have to hire at least one of their strippers for $250 an hour plus tips. After that, it's 'anything goes.'" "I thought you had to be 21 to get in there..." "Anything," reiterated the man. "As long as everybody consents and keeps the secret. I know a guy who threw his son's 'Coming of Age' party their complete with four of the boy's buddies, two of their dads and himself. Plus, they hired three of the strippers! Said it was the best $1000 he ever spent." "Wow!" was all Bob could say. "Let's get going, PJ. We already may be a little late and its costing my company $500 an hour for that 6'5" blonde stud and the cute little Asian guy you like so much! These men came to watch my boy dance and fuck with two pros and then to have the three of you service them." "Shit, dad," exclaimed PJ again. "I smell like piss, cum and sweat. Shouldn't I clean up first?" "No time, boy. Besides, these guys like their boy's reeking of sweat and cum and if they can't handle a little piss, fuck 'em." PJ quickly ran back into the private room and grabbed his jeans. He struggled to get them on over his damp and sticky body. As he did, his dad apologized to Bob for stealing his cocksucker, but the man told him not to worry that he had two others in the next room. PJ managed to get his semi-erect cock back into his pants, but didn't bother with the zipper or his shirt. The two men and the boy said their farewells. Bob watched the sexy kid climb into the back seat of the SUV. Even from a distance of thirty feet, he clearly saw at least one hand slide into the open fly of PJ's jeans. Bob closed the door and walked back into the playroom. He wondered which of his boy's deserved the load of cum PJ had so skillfully worked up. "I wonder," he thought aloud, "which of those two stuffed boy-cunts can stretch to handle old dad?" He gripped his hard cock and gave it a couple strokes. "Winner gets the creamy prize!"

“Mind if I booty bump the slut some more Dean?” Jack asked holding up the film canister and shaking it. “Nope that’s what it’s for Jack,” Dean replied with an evil smirk. Jack smiled back as he opened the canister shaking out a nice sized shard and then shook some powder on the head of his already cum covered cock head. One of the older bear couple grabbed Adam’s legs and pulled them back so Jack could drop the shard in the boy’s open hole. Jack took the boy’s legs back and lined his cock with the opening. As he shoved his thick nine inch cock in the moaning twink balls deep in a single thrust he announced to the gathered room, “Now it’s time to really knock this slut’s ass up with some poz loads.” Adam yelped as the mysterious man’s cock punched through his hole to bury its self deeper than anything ever had before. Dean’s thick cock had stretched him open enough the man’s girth did not really hurt only stung slightly. He could not believe how good it felt to have another cock inside his now incredibly hungry hole. Jack groaned in pleasure as his thick nine-inches wrapped its self in the barely-legal boy’s spooge lubed fiery hot fuck tunnel. He gazed deep into Adam’s formally bright blue eyes, now dazed and darkened by the Tina wanting forever to remember this moment as he helped poz the newly born cumslut. The nearly hairless twink’s toned skateboarder 5’6”, 120 lbs. body turned him on unbelievably. It reminded him to the first young teen twink he stealthed after discovering his cheating youthful lover had pozzed him. He smoked the boy up after picking him up from a coffee house, taking him to a nearby sleazy motel taking his cherry and his health. Adam started to whimper after the man quickly started to withdraw his dick. “Please don’t stop…you feel so good,” Adam found himself begging the skeleton-like man. “Oh ya the lil’ neg twink slut likes poz raw dick,” Jack laughed loudly as he grinned at the others standing around him watching him begin his assault on the no longer innocent eighteen-year old deflowered virgin twink. “Don’t worry bitch, I’m nowhere near finished with your lil’ boy neg pussy,” he leered at young teen, who didn’t even look legal enough to be in the bathhouse, as he shoved his death stick back in as hard as he could. “Your fuckin’ cunt will be dripping with my poz load soon enough slut.” “Poz load?” The chemmed up eighteen-year old started to ask, before the older skeleton-like man pulled back out and slammed back inside him even harder than before slapping his balls against his upturned smooth ass. The amazing feeling of the anonymous man’s long thick meat distracted him long enough to forget what he was asking the group of men around him as he begged for it harder and faster. The men watching Adam laughed at his naivety at not realizing they were pozzing him. Dean smiled to himself as he realized Adam before the night was out would be begging men to feed him their dirty loads. If by the time all, the men in the room were finished with him and the clueless boy didn’t understand what was going on, he would tell Adam after he was strapped in the sling in the Pig Room when he booty bumped and slammed the teen again. It would be hot watching the tweaked boy beg for the gift to set him free. Adam groaned as he felt the unknown man’s balls slap repeatedly against his ass cheeks. He loved the feeling and sound of them smacking him hard turning him on even more than before. Dean’s dick had stretched him open wide, but this guy was going for depth. He couldn’t believe how good it felt to have his ass filled with another dick. He was so lost in the pleasure of the older man’s long thick meat pummeling him; his drugged brain didn’t register the poz talk of the men around him. All he just wanted was to have the man cum inside him as Dean had. He loved the feel of hot, thick, gooey jizz filling his ass. Dean’s load felt unbelievable as a lube helping the older man pound his ass. “FUCK BITCH! YOU WANT THIS MUTHA-FUCKIN’ POZ LOAD DON’T YOU?” Jack growled loudly as he switched from rapid pummeling to forceful long-dicking making sure the boy felt every inch of his fuck-tool as he slammed back inside making sure to tear up newly corrupted cumdump. “YES!!! GIVE IT TO ME!!!! COME ON GIVE ME THAT LOAD!!!” Adam howled nearly out of his mind from the fucking he was receiving from the older man ravishing his hole. “BEG ME BITCH TO POZ YOUR HOLE,” commanded Jack as he kicked into high gear completely pulling out, before slamming back inside the horny tweaked teen. “BEG…SLUT!...TELL…ME…TO…POZ…YOUR…NEG…BOY…PUSSY!” He demanded punctuating each word with a powerful thrust back inside the teen pinned beneath him. He felt his balls drawing tight as they prepared to fire three days worth of his death seed in the drugged angelic-looking blond twink. “POZ MY NEG BOY PUSSY!!! Adam squealed wanting Jack to fill him with his gooey man-juice, not realizing what he was begging the older man to do to him. In his drugged mind, he thought he was just wanting the man to cum, just as Dean had before in him. Seeing the twisted innocent-looking boy beg for his toxic load pushed Jack over the edge as he pulled out one last time before slamming his pulsing fuck-meat deep back inside the newly-born cumdump. “FUCKIN’ TAKE MY POZ LOAD!!! He howled in triumph as his cock fired six powerful jets of poz jizz flooding the previously already filled fuck tunnel. His thick load oozed out from around his impaled fleshy butt-plug. Although, Adam was leaking precum like crazy and he was hornier than he had ever been before in his life his dick wouldn’t get hard. However, the fantastic feelings emanating from his ass distracted him from being concerned about this disturbing fact. Normally he generally was constantly hard when horny. He loved the way the unknown older man’s nine-inch thick cock had felt fucking him. The way he had pulled all the way out before slamming deep back inside him was incredible, Adam hoped the man would fuck him again after the others had fucked him. Adam whimpered as he felt the semi-hard fuck-pole begin to slide from his ass. He wanted the man to stay inside him for as long as possible. The men around him laughed as they watched the exit of the thick cock from him and the flow of jizz from his now gaping hole. “Batter up guys, the slut needs more poz loads by the sound of it,” he chuckled moving out of the way for the next man to mount the twisted twink. “Well I guess it’s me, since they want to spit-roast the cumdump when they gift him,” smiled the 6’7”, 370 lbs. college football jock as he climbed between Adam’s spread legs. Evan couldn’t believe he was about to fuck and help gift one of his favorite wet dreams from when he had been a senior at the same high school. Adam was just a sophomore when Evan first saw him changing in the locker room. He wanted the boy’s tight lil’ ass from the first time he saw Adam bent over drying his ankles by his locker. Unfortunately, Evan had to maintain the image he was straight during High school. He did though manage to fuck a couple of the team managers and towel boys while in school, because they knew he would beat the crap out of them if they ever told anyone what happened. College though turned out to be a different story. Sometimes the parties got so wild everyone was fucking anyone they found, that was how he got pozzed the year before at a college party. Some wealthy alumni threw a party after winning a bowl game, everyone was so wasted he did not think anything of it when the alumni told him some of his friends wanted to meet him and parTy with the man who had scored the winning touchdown. The man escorted him out to a large pool house, which looked more like a regular two-story house. A small, much more intimate party was going on when Evan and the man reached the pool house. About twelve or so men, obviously all former football players were having a goodtime smoking weed, and something else from a glass pipe and drinking when they entered, the living room. They all cheered him when the man introduced him to the men at the party. Somebody handed him a mixed drink, which tasted a little weird, but he didn’t care as each of the men introduced themselves and kept him busy talking about school and the game and his life to that point. It turned out all were alumni of the school and they told him they hoped he would be a positive influence on incoming players, much like they had positive influences on their fellow players. He politely told them he hoped that he could follow their example. They laughed assuring him after that night there would be no doubt in their minds he would definitely have a positive impact on anyone else he wanted in the future. Evan seemed surprised, but secretly pleased there were no women at the gathering. It enabled him to relax and be more himself. He still tried to act straight, while at college parties though he and a few of his buddies from the team had fapped or sucked one another off after a party when they had been horny and unable to pick up any girls. All of the men seemed relaxed and comfortable with one another, at some point, he couldn’t remember when, they had taken off their tee shirts and were now only dressed in their shorts. He found it hard to resist looking at the obvious bulges in their shorts. Several of the men, actually had hardons and were pitching some serious tent in their shorts. This in turn made him hornier than he had been in a longtime. They told him since the season was over they invited him join them in celebrating by smoking a lil’ weed and kick back with them. He hadn’t been able to 420 since high school, so he was excited at the prospect. They passed around a joint at first, but later someone passed him a bong. Jason was having the best time of his life. He was hanging out with a bunch of cool men, who seemed interested in him as much as he was interested in them. He was sitting on the couch talking to one particularly handsome man, when he heard a familiar voice. “Hey Evan, having fun yet?” Evan looked up pleasantly surprised to see his best buddy from the team, Ethan the quarterback standing there giving him a huge grin. He could resist himself standing up giving the smaller 5’ 10”, 160 lbs. player a huge hug and barely managing to stop short of kissing the hot quarterback. The two of them had on more than one occasion after a party had sucked one another off. Ethan had introduced him to the pleasure of having his ass played with while getting a blowjob. “How did you know where to find me?” Evan asked inviting his buddy to join him on the couch. “My Uncle Davis, always throws one of these Positive Impact parties every year. I got to be the guest of honor finally last year, and when he asked me to pick someone to be the guest of honor this year I told him I couldn’t think of anyone more perfect than you dude,” he smiled reaching out sensually to caress Evan’s mostly smooth chest. “I see you’ve already gotten comfortable, so I guess I better too,’ he giggled. Evan looked down surprised to see he was only wearing his boxers. He couldn’t remember taking off his clothes. He looked back up getting ready to say something to Ethan about being so fucked up he didn’t remember stripping and to apologize to his friend, when he saw Ethan standing there in front of him completely naked, boned out and grinning at him. One of the men was holding a small powerful torch-like lighter under a bulbous glass pipe quickly filling with thick white smoke, while Ethan steadily sucked in its contents. He looked around the room to see how all the men were reacting to the sight of the nineteen-year old naked sophomore. He realized he was the only one wearing any clothes and all of the men were completely boned up, including him. The man sitting next to him offered him a similar glass pipe directing on how to use it, telling him to hold the smoke in as long as he could. Before Evan realized it, he had taken five massive hits from the pipe and finally shared the last one with Ethan, who was by then sitting in his lap. The shotgun quickly turned into a passionate bout of kissing between the two-college football players. When they finally stopped kissing one of the men passed to teammates a couple of pills a piece to take. Evan followed Ethan’s lead and took them without question, before they shared a few more hits of a glass pipe. Evan was unbelievably horny as the result of everything happening to him, whenever he looked around the room when hitting the pipe he saw all the men engaged in all sorts of sexual activity, which in turn made him even hornier. Finally, Ethan climbed off his lap taking his hand and led him to a large upstairs room with a strange looking swing hanging from the ceiling. He helped Evan climb into the swing, while some of the men, who had followed them upstairs secured his arms and legs into restraints so he couldn’t move and was now completed exposed and open to them. “Ethan tells me you’re one hell of a cocksucker Evan,” said the man who had led him out to the pool house. He was surprised to see Ethan engaged in a passionate kiss with the man, before sliding down to his knees and taking the older man’s cock in his mouth. “My lil’ nephew cumslut here,” he said pausing as he firmly griped Ethan’s curly locks and started to brutally face-fuck his friend, “told me he thought you would be a perfect addition to our lil’ college brotherhood and I couldn’t agree more especially after your spectacular win today. We’re going to initiate you now into our Positive Impact Brotherhood and you will be a changed man by the time you leave here,” he laughed as Evan felt someone begin to rim him for the first time in his life. The men used him for the remainder of the weekend. Now he was going to do the same to Adam. He couldn’t wait finally to tap Adam’s ass after so many years. Evan doubted Adam remembered him, since he had really bulked out in college and grown his hair longer. He intended to tell Adam who he was once he slid inside his boy cunt. He was certain Adam had been a closet case as he had been and probably fapped to images of his naked body in the shower. Now he was going to make those fantasies a reality. Evan stared down at the chemmed up newly born cumslut grinning. Other than growing a few inches taller and filling out some muscles he looked almost exactly as he had the first day he had seen Adam bent over in the locker room. It was time to show his wet dream what he wanted to do to him that day. “Hey Adam, do you remember me from Robert Lewis?” Evan asked the barely eighteen-year old as he reached down pulling one of Adam’s slender, toned lightly haired legs against his muscular chest, while he pulled the other leg around his waist. Evan wanted to go for maximum penetration with his thick wedged-shaped seven-inches. It took Adam a minute to process what the jock had said to him before he realized who was about to breed him. Evan Brown, who had been a senior when he was a sophomore at Robert Lewis, his high school. He had been a football god, who was recruited to Florida State after graduation. He had several hot and nasty fantasies involving the senior, most of them involving fucking Adam in the showers with some of the other players from the team. This was like a dream come true for him. He couldn’t help himself, “Fuck and breed me please I NEED YOU COCK!!!” Adam begged. The hunger in his ass was growing and it would only be satisfied with more cock loading his ass. “I wanted you to fuck me Evan, since I first saw you in the locker room,” he found himself confessing unexplainably. It was like all his fantasies were coming to the surface and he wanted to tell these men, so they could fulfill each and everyone of them. He felt so nasty and slutty, but found himself enjoying the freedom his thoughts were giving him. Evan teasingly pushed his cockhead against Adam’s now red puffy loose hole coating it with the leaking loads of toxic man-seed. He loved listening to Adam whimper in frustrated desire for his cock. Seeing the twisted teen-slut begging for his fuck tool and load turned him on incredibly. The twink was going to get the fuck he should have gotten so many years before, and he would remember it for the rest of his life. He pulled back watching Adam try to use his one leg wrapped around his thick waist to pull him inside his hungry teen pussy, but he knew the small teen couldn’t budge his more powerful frame. Evan reached down grabbing and opening the film canister of Tina sprinkled some of the powder on his cum coated dick head. He smiled taking out another shard, before pushing it quickly inside the loose fuck hole he was about to inject with his still unmedicated seed. Just as Adam started to moan about the burn of the Tina as it began to melt inside him, Evan slammed his dick balls deep in the now broken in cumslut. “Is this what you wanted Adam?” he growled lustfully at the now impaled teen. If you do then beg for it and make me believe you really wanted my cock in high school I’ll fuck you like I know you wanted it,” he grinned as he ground his buried dick in small circles making Adam moan like a ten-dollar whore. Suddenly his high school fantasy, Evan, yanked his thick cock from his hole. Adam stared in desperation deep into the eyes of the powerfully built football player, who still had him pinned to the bed in the room at the bathhouse. He didn’t care about anything else but getting Evan’s meat back inside him. He would promise or do anything to feel the thick cock buried in his teen pussy, because that was what it was now. A receptacle for men’s cocks and jizz, he couldn’t imagine not ever being fucked again. “OH GOD…PLEASE! PLEASE…FUCK…ME…EVAN!!! I NEED YOUR COCK IN ME!!!” Adam wailed, begging for Evan’s cock. “I’LL DO ANYTHING…PLEASE JUST FUCK ME!!!” He cried out in frustration and need for more cock in his now insatiable hungry hole. “Anything?” Evan chuckled looking at all the men surrounding Adam, before looking back down at the desperate chemmed up twink. “Anything at all?” “YES…I PROMISE…ANYTHING YOU WANT!!! PLEASE…FUCK ME…PLEASE!!!” Bending down close to Adam’s baby smooth face, Evan using a loud stage whisper, “I want you to beg me to fuck you full of my HIV positive charged load and poz you.” Adam shuddered as Evan’s request began to process slowly through his drug-addled brain. Had both of the previous men been positive? He remembered Dean, the man who had taken his virginity demanding he beg for his “charged” load. The next man had also made him beg for his “poz” cum, they had purposely fucked him without a rubber and tricked him into wanting their deadly loads. He knew he should stop and leave. Maybe he could get something to help stop it from happening to him. He didn’t want to die, he had his whole life ahead of him. Yet as much as he mentally thought he should leave the bathhouse, his body wanted something else. It wanted to feel more raw cock sliding inside of his ass, filling him with warm, thick, gooey spooge. He couldn’t deny how pleasurable it had been to feel the previous two men pumping their loads in him. Maybe it would be okay for him to take a few poz loads, after all Dean and Evan looked like they were healthy. He whimpered as Evan slipped two fingers in his ass beginning to finger fuck him as he tried to figure out what to do. In the end, the hunger in his ass won out and Adam surrendered to the pleasure his body desired. “Yes do it,” Adam lustfully whispered finally. Evan grinned realizing he won, Adam now would willing surrender his body to the will of the men, who wanted to use him as a cumdump. “Yes do what Adam? You have to tell me what you want,” he continued sliding a third a finger in the teen beneath him making Adam moan loudly. “Adam, you need to tell me what you want or I won’t give you my Johnson.” Adam could barely think straight, as Evan’s pumping fingers stoked the building fire in his ass. He didn’t care what the future held anymore he NEEDED dick and cum filling his ass. He wanted as much as these men could give him. “FUCK ME EVAN!!! GIVE ME YOUR FAT COCK!!!” He finally howled now desperate to get more cock in his boy pussy. Evan laughed as he began to pump his fingers in and out even faster of his high school wet dream. “I will when you ask properly like I told you to ask me,” he smiled wickedly at the horny eighteen-year old. Adam knew what he had to do in order to get Evan’s thick cock back inside him. He swallowed a couple of times before completely surrendering himself at last to the men surrounding him. “FUCK…ME…WITH…THAT…POZ…COCK! BREED…ME! GIVE…ME…YOUR…CHARGED…LOAD!!! He yelled out, as he felt Evan’s fingers leave his ass. “FUCKIN’ TAKE MY POZ COCK BITCH!!!” Evan roared as he slammed balls deep in a single thrust. He didn’t wait to give Adam anytime to adjust to the deep penetration, he just began to long dick the teen pinned beneath him relentlessly. Adam squealed out in pleasure as he felt Evan ram into him. He couldn’t believe how good it felt feeling his high school fap fantasy pounding him. All he could do was lay there moaning and begging for it harder. He started getting turned on even more as Evan started talking dirty to him. The way Evan talked to him about pozzing his ass made him feel and think things he never would have imaged. He wanted Evan to poz him and found himself now begging to be “knocked up” with the football player’s “poz babies”. He wanted the freedom promised to be able to take any hard dick offered him and not to worry, only to enjoy the pleasure. “Hey dude wanna clear off the table there, I want fuck the slut there,” panted a sweat drenched Evan. He wanted to pound Adam even deeper if that was possible. Dean and the others grinned at the young college football player as they moved Dean’s party supplies out of the way. Dean was impressed at how Evan had managed to get Adam to submit to being a poz cumslut. He decided he would get to know the football player a bit better. It would be fun to visit the college boy’s campus and convert a few students with him. If the boy had any brains and wanted a job, he might consider hiring him, so Evan could travel the world pozzing others like Adam. Once Evan saw the table was cleaned off he told Adam to wrap his arms around his neck and his legs around his waist. He then carried the still impaled Adam over to the table and set him down on it. He pushed the eighteen-year old down on the table, before grabbing his legs holding them up as he spread them wide. It was time now to fuck the chemmed up slut. Adam whimpered and begged for Evan’s raw dick as he felt it leave his ass, but he didn’t have to wait for it’s return very long. He grunted loudly as the thick wedge-shaped flesh missile slammed back in hard and fast, before being withdrawn and then rammed back in even more forcefully. Precum flowed from Adam’s semi-hard cock, all over his stomach and groin much like a broken faucet spilling out water. Each complete withdrawal and powerful thrust back in forced even more clear, sticky fluid to pump over like mini climaxes. His eyes rolled-back and drool dripped from his mouth as he became overcome by the brutal fucking being delivered. Evan hated to admit it, but Adam had one of the best boy cunts he had fucked in a long time. He was going to make sure whenever he was home he took the opportunity to tap it. The boy could just take a pounding and still beg for more, he was going to be one well-fucked boy by the time they were finished with him. Hearing the chemmed up fuck-toy beg for his poz load was pushing him almost to his climax. “MUTHA FUCK!!!” Bayed Evan as he began to fire his load deep inside his former high school fap fantasy. “TAKE…MY…POZ…LOAD!!!” Evan panted each word as thick toxic man-batter filled Adam’s already flooded boy cunt. “Oh fuck,” babbled Adam as he felt each pulse of the thick cock buried inside his fuck tunnel. He lay there on the table panting covered in sweat enjoying the feeling of a HIV positive cock giving him the gift of freedom. He couldn’t help himself reaching up, once again wrapping his arms around Evan’s neck pulling him down towards his mouth. The two boys engaged in a short bout of passionate kissing, before Adam released Evan. “Who’s next?” He asked lustfully grinning at the men slowly stroking their cocks as they watched he and Evan pull apart and a flood of jizz flow out his now gaping fuck hole.