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Bored and horny, I put an add online. “Taking anonymous loads”. Guy responds with a photo of a hard 8” cock and say’s that’s the only time you see it. Me and my mate need to nutt. Where and when?” Gave address. 15mins later I buzz him up lift. I’m waiting in the dark bedroom in jocks and on all fours arse up at end of bed, blind folded. I have my butt plug on the side table ready to slide in after they leave. I hear the two of them laugh and a hand slowly massaging my arse as a guy climbs on the bed in front of me. I can smell his crotch as I hear him undo his jeans and I feel a thick cock hit my face. I know the deal and I am sucking him off. No sooner is his cock in my mouth than I hear him groan in pleasure – he is happy with my work. He says to his mate, “How’s your end?” I feel a finger try to penetrate me and it stops, and I hear him say “needs a little lube”. I hear his jeans go down and I am thinking this is gonna be a rough dry fuck. But no. I feel his tongue dive into my hole and the tell tale feeling of a beard as he eats me like I am his dinner, and he hasn’t eaten in days. This goes on for about 2 minutes – not long. And his mouth is gone. In seconds it is replaced with what must be a 9-inch-thick cock and there is no waiting. He drives in me balls deep in one go. He holds it there for a bit to allow me to adjust and accept his cock. “Fuck man, he took me in one go” he says to his mate. The pain quickly subsides, and I am in heaven as he slowly starts to fuck me. His mate is face fucking me and says, “don’t take too long, this guy is good. I don’t know how long I’ll last”. His mate responds, “I’m close. Hold on.” The guy face fucking me pulls out and is bending down in front of me and I can smell cigarette smoke on his breath and then a tongue is down my throat as he kisses me. He also has a beard, and I am rock hard now. As he does his mate almost yells, “here it comes, oh fuck” and he bottoms out and I can feel the cock swell and pulse as he pumps rope after rope of his seed inside me. His mate kisses me and says, “that’s a 3-day load mate”. His mate pulls out and I feel empty suddenly. They switch places and I am presented with a semi hard cock covered in arse juice and seed to clean. “Now for the 5-day load – it’s gonna be big”. He fucks me hard and fast as I clean off his mate’s cock. I can feel drops of his mates cum dripping down my crack as he fucks me. It is quick and in minutes he is growling as he bottoms out and I feel the tell-tale signs of his load painting my insides. He holds in there for almost a minute. It must be the biggest load I have taken yet. He slowly keeps fucking me and he is not going soft. I can hear the wet sloshing as his and his mate’s cum is being mixed up and leaking out as he fucks me. He then flips me over on to my back without pulling out and I am rock hard dripping pre-cum. His mate starts kissing me like a love sick school girl and jacking me off and I just can’t hold back anymore and I shoot what must be the biggest load I have ever shot all over my chest. This makes me clench my arse muscles and send the guy over the edge and I get a 2nd load off him without him even pulling out. He says to his friend, “pass that plug over. Don’t want to waste any of this” and I feel my butt plug inserted. I can hear him panting now and the guy kissing me steps away too. I hear the tell tale sounds of them pulling their pants up and it sounds like they are about to leave, when I feel a tongue suddenly licking up my cum off my chest and then a slow sensual kiss as I taste my own cum. When the cum is all gone the guy kisses me softly and then moves to my ear and whispers “did you like that?” I respond, “fuck yeah”. “Did you like eating that cum”. I respond, “very much”. “Good, cause it’s the last neg load you will ever shoot”. And they are gone. I take the blind fold off and there is two pieces of paper on the bed next to me. Both blood test results with the names removed. Both showing high viral loads and a message at the bottom of one saying “you know how to find us. Let us know when you join the brotherhood”. I wank again and shoot another load all over me. I fall asleep with the butt plug in and don’t remove it until morning. Nothing comes out – I absorbed it all!

Part 17 I silently nodded at Chad as Robert chuckled softly. "Depends on what you think it means I guess," he said. "It means you're..." Chad started then saw me shaking my head and indicating Greg who was hungrily feeding on the mammoth meat in front of him, taking it balls deep down his throat. I had no way of knowing what Greg's reaction would be hearing that Robert was poz, but I didn't want him to find out just yet. Chad and Robert both understood what I was meaning and immediately were careful with their words. Robert smiled at me then whispered to Chad, "Yeah, I am. Does that scare you off boy?" "No fucking way!" my spun little brother let out in a husky voice. "Then get to work eating my ass! Soon as this other sexy mother fucker has my dick wet enough I'll fuck you good with my stinger!" Chad and I both groaned hearing that, and Chad buried his face and tongue between Robert's cheeks as I dropped to the floor next to Greg, amazed at how easily he seemed to be taking Robert's length and girth. I ran my tongue across Greg's jawline and whispered in his ear, "Damn dude! You're going to town on that big black cock like it's half the size it is. You're loving it aren't you?" Greg opened his eyes and slipped his lips off of the tip of Robert's manhood on his next upstroke. "Hell yeah, I'm loving it!" he panted. "I can't believe I can get it all in my mouth and throat but I want it so bad!" I stroked Robert's cock and looked into Greg's dilated eyes. "I know what you mean. I couldn't get enough either that first time with him - in my mouth then in my ass." Greg groaned when I said that. "You want to watch Robert stretch Chad's hole, then maybe let him do yours too?" Greg wrapped his lips around the head of Robert's cock, then pulled off and said, "Fuck yeah!" In a matter of seconds it seemed the four of us had rearranged ourselves. Robert was sitting with his back against the headboard of the bed with Chad kneeling between his thighs. They were blowing clouds while Greg lubed up Robert's cock and I was applying a generous helping of lube to my little brother's ass. Slipping three lube-covered finger's into his hole I leaned forward to whisper in his ear. "Are you sure you want this, bro?" Chad turned his sweaty face to look back at me and grinned obscenely. "So much, Lance! I am so turned on!" I kissed his lips softly and smiled. "I hoped you would. You're such a dirty pig!" Satisfied they were both lubed sufficiently, Greg and I moved to the chair anticipating the fuck that was about to start. I was anticipating it, of course, more than Greg. I settled myself in the chair and pulled Greg into my lap, feeling his wet hole slide easily down my shaft. Lighting the pipe I gave it to Greg and we turned our attention to the bed. Chad was positioned now with his jock cock-hungry hole just above the tip of the black stud's throbbing pulsing dick. "Are you ready?" Robert asked, already knowing the answer. His voice quivering with lust and need Chad answered loudly and said, "More than ready dude! Fuck me man! Fuck me with your dirty dick!" I quickly glanced at Greg but it seemed he didn't understand the meaning behind Chad's words. With a deep almost menacing tone Robert grabbed Chad's hips and yelled out, "That's what I'm gonna do pig! Fuck you with my dirty dick and give you my dark seed! Just like I did your brother!", glancing at me, then he thrust his hips upward shoving over half of his toxic cock into my little brother's unprotected hole. "Oh fuccckkkkk yessss!!" Chad screamed out, his head snapping back and his back going stiff. Robert held still for a moment before pulling out a little, hesitating, then slamming deeper into Chad's guts. "Take that cock, boy!" Robert commanded. "Open up your tight white hole for my black meat and beg for it!" With that Robert didn't hold back and began a brutal determined deep penetrating fuck of Chad's ass. "Happy graduation, little bro!" I said silently to myself as Greg and I watched transfixed.

I'm still adapting to having a job and trying to be respectable and not having the free time to hook up and fuck. That said, I've jumped on Grindr almost daily to see what new meat is available in Frisco by my job. I'd mentioned the guy I've hooked up with at IKEA and there's also a super hot Latino guy named Carlos who seems to be in my building I've chatted with. He's not on all the time so its hit or miss and today he messages me and asks if I want to hook up and mentions the gym in our building. I had to confess I drew a blank on that as I didn't know there was a gym in our building. It may have been mentioned during orientation but I paid it no mind as I usually go to the gym by my home as its cruisy and I hook up there. I can't imagine this gym would be that hot, but nice to know its an option and it must be good for hookups if hottie boy is suggesting it. I tell him I'm down but have no idea where it is. He tells me to meet him at the ground floor and he'll show me. My heart is pounding as I discretely hop in the elevator down hoping I don't run into anyone from work. I get there and I'm hanging out nervously hoping no coworkers see me hanging out and soon enough Carlos shows up. Carlos's profile indicates he's 25 and his private pictures show a megawatt smile and a big thick uncut cock. His profile makes it clear he wants raw and I'm all to eager to give it to him that way and take it too. In person he's even hotter with a nice beefy build and deep masculine voice. He laughs that I didn't know about the gym and we walk through a large somewhat hidden door and down a hallway I've never seen before. He's asking me questions and I'm answering as we walk and soon enough he's swiping his badge and we're through another large somewhat hidden door and he asks me to swipe my badge and see if it works. Sure enough, it does and so we head into the gym area. There's no one in there and it has a pretty nice array of equipment. About what you'd expect white suburbanite office workers to want and I make that joke to Carlos who laughs at it. As I'm looking around Carlos pulls me in and starts kissing me deeply, pressing me up against the wall. I'm instantly hard as his tongue is deep in my mouth and I can feel his hard cock grinding up against me. "God I wanna fuck" he tells me and I'm not sure if he means fuck me, me fuck him, or both. I tell him I want to fuck bad and he takes my hand and leads me to the card entry for the lockerroom, swiping his badge. We go into the lockerroom and he shows me around, cautious as to whether anyone is in there or not. We're checking everywhere and its clear no one else is in there. Once he's sure he again has me pressed up against the wall and is deep tongue kissing me, grinding his hard cock on me. I'm enjoying the kissing and can feel him pulling my pants down from behind and his fingers entering my ass. My mind is racing thinking a million thoughts like I don't have a cleanup towel or lube. Even as I think that I'm taking my shirt off and undoing his, feeling exposed as anyone could come in at any moment and see us. And the thought of that has me rock hard. Soon are pants are down and he's turned me to face the wall and forcing his cock in me with just spit as lube. I'm not resisting but between pants saying we should move to somewhere less public in case someone comes in. Carlos laughs and agrees, apologizing that he got too into things and didn't think of that. We're quickly grabbing up our clothes and moving into one of the stalls which has full length walls. Once inside he's got me back up against the wall and is forcing his bare dick back inside me. We hadn't even talked about status, relationships, or anything, not that I cared. I wanted him inside me in the worst possible way and right now I'm taking every inch of his big thick uncut cock and begging for it. As hot as he is I'm guessing he gets hit on all the time and is probably regularly bringing guys down to the gym to breed raw. I can barely think as he's pounding me so intensely and I'm frantically begging him to cum in my ass. Before long he is doing deep hard thrusts and pumping his load deep inside me with a satisfied groan, shuddering once he's pumped his last deep inside me, whispering a "god that felt good" in my ear. I could feel his cock soften and slide out of me and was hoping he was down to take me the same. I turned around and he seemed apprehensive but also like he wanted it. It was my turn now to kiss him and pin him up against the wall even though he was a bit taller than me. He was tentative now at kissing but letting me tongue his mouth deeply and grind my hard cock up against him. Its funny how some guys are all cocky and tough when they top but when its time for them to bottom they pussy out. They're all too eager to rawdog you but get scared when you wanna do that to them. He warmed up to me kissing on him and said nothing as I turned him around to face the wall, spitting on his ass and my cock. I loved the sound of his gasp as I entered him raw and hearing him tell me to go slower and be gentle. Yeah...big man. You love breeding guys rough and hard until its your turn, don't you. But I played his game, taking it slow and gentle. He was gonna take my load whether he liked it or not. I loved hearing Carlos moaning even if he wasn't begging for my load or telling me how hot my cock felt. His moans said it all. I know guys like him that say they're all top yet love to get fucked, refuse to admit they love getting fucked. Yeah, most guys gladly let him breed them and never even think about topping him or making him bottom. But I'm the twisted fuck who loves to flip tops and make them bottom. Especially bareback tops like Carlos. I know they secretly want guys to breed them and here's proof. He could easily say no or make me wrap or pull out to cum. And here he is taking me raw and letting me cum inside him, breeding him like the bitch he wants to be. I'm so worked up I blast a huge throbbing load inside him that makes him call out "damn dude" as I cum. I lean in asking if he liked that and he confessed he did and that he needed it. And that's music to my ears. I love hearing studs like him confess to wanting loads. I kept stroking telling him I had more I could put in him. He said nothing and so I went for it, keeping my strokes going saying I was glad he liked it and wanted more. He was softly moaning now as I kept fucking him and I told him I was down to take his load again once I got off. I was already so worked up and decided to sit on the toilet and have him ride my dick so I could see his face as I came inside him. He agreed and soon enough I had the bonus of seeing his face in ecstacy but also see him jerking his cock as he rode me. I loved his enthusiasm as he rode my dick and couldn't restrain myself and found me telling him to beg for my load and he did with an enthusiasm that surprised me. His intense facial expression couldn't lie and clearly he wanted me to cum inside him. He wasn't riding me long before I came inside him yet again, not as intense a load but a nice one indeed. He'd been furiously jerking his cock and I was hoping he'd fuck me but instead he blasted a truly enormous load in my face. I couldn't see much as my eyes were open and now burning with his seed. I desperately tried to figure out what to do and could hear him apologizing, knowing he had made a mess. Carlos was now off my cock and frantically wiping my face with toilet paper trying to clean up his mess as he apologized. I could see soon enough and now was freaking out as I had not towel and no way to shower or really clean up. All I could smell was ass and cum. We both dressed and moved out to the sinks to try and clean up. The mirror told the tale as I was pretty much covered in Carlos's cum...all over my face and hair. I tried washing my hair but still found clumps of jizz everywhere in it. Neither of us had a comb and Carlos was desperately trying to pick out the clumps. It didn't help as all I smelled was jizz. Carlos was still frantically apologizing and I told him it was OK. I'd wanted it and neither of us could have known this would happen. Carlos said he needed to dress and get back to work and again apologized adding he'd had fun and wanted to do it again, sheepishly adding we should bring towels and plan better next time. I jokingly thanked him for adding salt to my wounds and he looked hurt. I said it was cool and we'd definitely do it again. As he left I quickly ran out to my truck hoping no one would see me as I knew I had a cleanup towel and could use it to try and fix things. Once back I hopped in the shower and was relieved to see there was shampoo and soap in there and knew I could wash it out. It took forever to dry off with my small towel but it worked and I dressed and threw the towel in garbage once done. Back at work no one was the wiser that I'd been bred in the gym. I still have Carlos's loads in me as I type this!

Great chapter, pig 🐷 We come to the unveiling. Will Jeremy be shocked, or did he already know? Will there be flashbacks before the unveiling? Jeremy and daddy Justin together before? At play while wife’s away. How will this new daddy-son duo change? Kink? Ink? Piercings? Group Gang Parties? Will Drew and Kevin whore them out? So fucking hot. So many possibilities. 🐷 🐽

Part 1 Mike looked at himself in the mirror one last time before he left the bathroom. He was 6’2, 170 of muscle, blonde hair, and blue eyes. He looked like the stereotypical innocent jock next door. He was only in his jockstrap underwear, which barely contained his soft 5 in dick, which became 8.5-9 in long and Red Bull can thick when hard. Mike worked as a bartender with a promotion company that sent him all over the country working a few days to a few weeks at a time working various events, concerts, etc. His boss loved that he had a stud like Mike to put behind the bar to help with sales. Mike loved the tips he got, as he always made insane amounts. He also loved to travel as he was free most days to explore the city he was in at the time. The thing he loved most was that it allowed him his favorite hobby of all, pozzing neg men. While he seemed straight and narrow he was really a piggy poz fag that loved sharing his seed to those who asked for it and those who didn’t. He loved the women hitting on him and flirted with them to get the tips, but he always took a hot man home to drill and seed! This was the first trip he had taken in a few weeks and was ready to spread his toxic seed. He was already getting a little boned thinking of it as he got dressed. He was working a one week party event in Vegas. He knew there be tons of men to choose from to knock up tonight. He almost salivated at the idea. He left his hotel room, took the elevator to the main floor and walked to the party room he would be working that night to get things set up. Mike was ready to infect a hole, a willing one or an unknowing one, and tonight he would do just that! Part 2 coming soon.

You're correct, and I have my wires crossed (I was also responding in a thread that involved PEP as a response to someone getting fucked when he only expected to be fisted). That's my error. That said: Yes, the 2+1+1 method generally works. My own, idiosyncratic view is that it has more room for error. You have to take the initial doses far enough ahead, but not too far, and it's possible to screw that up. Once you have sex, you have to time the post-sex doses pretty accurately (I don't mean to the minute, but being four or five hours off is going to lower the effectiveness). Plus, I can remember more than one weekend in my "dating" years where I had sex with a guy Friday night, again on Saturday morning, and sometimes one more time before leaving Saturday afternoon. The instructions for 2+1+1 don't say when to start counting the 24-hour doses other than "after sex", and they don't really make it clear to keep going for 2 days after the LAST sexual activity. And of course, if you have sex more than 2-3 times a week, you might as well be on daily PrEP, because it's a hell of a lot easier to remember a pill every day than to calculate how many hours since the last fuck. Hence the appeal of a shot that's one time and done for 2 months, especially if you have a conscientious health care provider who makes your next appointment while you're checking out from your current one (like mine does for my treatment, not for PrEP).

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Awesome story

I'm an evil twink. My latest conquest was a muscled Italian stud with a gold wedding band. Nothing gets me hornier than being a straight married man's side piece. Knowing he has a wife and kids at home sends me over the edge. He has been coming over to my place every week for the past couple months straight from his office. And I wait for him ass up, ready to take a pounding. The problem was that he doesn't trust me enough to fuck raw. I dreamt of his huge thick Italian cock sliding in my pink raw hole. It's all I'd been craving. After he'd leave, every time I'd rummage like a raccoon through the waste basket for his used condom. I have eaten it, tried pouring it into my hole, and even inserted the dirty rubber in my hungry hole. Not the same. Anyone remember Mark Bentson's famous top ten stealthing tips? I loved reading his site iblastinside back in the day. There were two tips for bottoms that I felt tempted to try. "If you control the condom, you control the whole trick. Condom brand selection can be the most difficult but luckily there’s always someone giving some away for free, either at sex clubs or doctor’s offices. Grab a handful. I find the colorful generic Durex brand brings me the most luck. Generally, you can’t find the bulk ones, but I did at Drugstore.com where there’s some variety packs there. My favorite seem to be Durex Rainbow Color. OPTION 1 The season (at least in the Northern Hemisphere) is getting perfect to begin preparation. Put your condoms in your car for a few days, especially if you can sit them on your dashboard. Then bring them inside and put them into your freezer straight from the extreme heat. Then take them back outside to the car. Doing this a few times — extreme heat, extreme cold — really breaks them down but only once or twice helps. OPTION 2 Pinpricks through the wrapper and the condom if you don’t have the time or patience to switch off with the extreme temperature technique is also fine. I recommend getting a very small pin and only poking though the side with the printing on the condom wrapper. If you are careful, this leaves the see-through side intact; tampering there is more likely to be seen." I performed both options on the only pack of condoms I had. Now for the next step. "Yes, bottoms can stealth, as many of them told me. But in many cases, they aren’t in the driver’s seat, so to speak, since they cede control to the top. However, here’s a few things a bottom can do if there’s options to do so. First and foremost, get rid of all condom-safe lubricants but not the bottles they came in (maybe not all… when you do have the barebacker over, you might prefer one). Fill up these “safe for condom use” bottles with oil or petroleum lubricants. Now let’s say you’re going to his place to use his condoms and his lube. After you’re all cleaned out, take a nice glob of petroleum jelly and coat your insides. By the time you’re there, your pussy will be dripping for him (and won’t be a very friendly environment for condoms)." The next time my Italian stud was due to come over, I fingered my hole with a giant glob of Vaseline. My little twink cock stiffed up at the thought of getting his bare dick. I couldn't help but moan while I lubed myself. Naughty boy. My man finally arrived, straight from his work, dressed in his suit and tie. "Come here you sexy fucker." He growled while hastily undressing. I kissed him deeply, cupping his strong jaw and holding him close, as his large hands groped my body, finding my pert ass. "Daddy I missed you." I said between kisses. "I miss your hot mouth, son." He smirked as he pushed my head down to his crotch. "Daddy loves your holes." I moaned as I worked his cock, swallowing his thick girthy cock deep and sucking like a pro. "Good boy," he said as I looked up at him with my mouth wrapped around his dick. He tapped my cheek and signaled me to the bed, while grabbing one of my prepared condoms from the nightstand. I got on all fours with my jockstrapped ass in the air, anxiously looking back to see how he was making out with the tampered condom. He seemed to have put it on without issue and lubed it up. Game time. He slipped his cock in with some effort, but finally he got to pounding my ass doggy. I took a hit of poppers and melted into the bed, my hole eagerly accepting each thrust. My ass clapped as his hips slammed against me, his sweat mixing with the lube. Heaven. I prayed that he wouldn't notice when the condom broke. Not wanting to risk getting caught, I thought maybe cowboy would be a better position. I signaled for him to lay down and I managed to see that his dick was still wrapped up before I sat on him. I wonder why it hasn't broken yet. "Take daddy's dick." He instructed. I began to bounce on his lap, thrusting his cock deep in and out. I kept a good rhythm, making sure to clench my ass on each ascent, in an effort to rip the condom off with my ass. We reached a frenzy when I finally felt a snap inside me as I rode him. I watched his face to see if he could tell what happened. As far as I could tell, he didn't notice, but his eyes rolled back into his head and moaned deeply. He was cumming inside me. He held me down on his cock as he unloaded, grunting as each rope of cum coated my guts. I was in cumdump heaven, finally bred and seeded by this hunk of a man. I got what I deserved. After a moment of rest, I got up, making sure to clench my hole to keep everything inside. "Oh shit I think the condom came off." He said, as his cock slipped out of me bare. "Damn really?" I feigned surprise. Still holding his cum and rubber inside me, I promised him that I was healthy and he had nothing to worry about. I kept up the act until he left. Afterwards, I inserted a butt plug to hold his seed inside me, I needed his babies to soak in me as long as possible. Did I feel a little guilty? Yes. But was it worth it? Hell yes! Please don't judge me.

With respect to effectiveness: the primary reason Apretude is more effective, to the extent that it is, is almost certainly because it doesn't require daily compliance. You take a shot, then return in 60 days, lather, rinse, repeat. For some men, it's a lot easier to take a shot every other month, particularly if the doctor's office sets the appointments and reminds you when they're up, than it is to remember to take a pill every day. So with a pill form of PrEP, there are always going to be some individuals who slip up, forgetting to take the pill every day, sometimes more often than others. That's going to lower the overall effectiveness, even if (for most people, who do take it daily) the pill provides essentially just as much protection as the shot series.

Part 16 Robert gave me his wide grin when he saw me in the doorway naked. (I'd looked through the peephole to make sure it was him before I opened the door.) “Damn, baby,” he said. “Looks like you're ready for me.” Then looking into my black dilated pupils he chuckled and added, “Yeah, looks like you're ready for sure.” He walked in and I quickly closed and locked the door behind him. Before I had turned all the way back around he grabbed me from behind and wrapping his arms around me turned my head back towards him and put his lips against mine and shoved his thick tongue into my mouth. I moaned against his lips and felt my cock reach full hardness at once. Finally ending the kiss he slid an arm around my waist and turned toward the bed where Greg was still sitting on Chad's hard raw cock. From the look on both of their faces they were not disappointed at all with seeing the sexy man who had just joined us. And they hadn't even seen him naked yet! Robert squeezed one of my asscheeks and whistled. “I was expecting just you and your little brother. But one more works for me. They're both hot as hell! Who's who?” I quickly made the introductions, explaining how Greg was an unexpected addition to the night, and telling Robert that Chad and I had both fucked him already. “And,” I said with a gleam in my eye, “Greg's married too. Just like me.” I knew Robert would like that. And he did. “Fucking hot!” he said. “Two hot sexy white married cheaters and one horny young twis*ed fucker into incest.” He eyed all three of us and asked if we wanted to take a few minutes to get acquainted first or if we were ready to get our orgy started. Chad, high as fuck already from the booze and drugs, and always the eager pig, didn't hesitate, saying, “We can get acquainted while we fuck and suck each other!” Robert laughed and looking at me said, “He's as sleazy as you told me!” “Even sleazier since I got him smoking tina earlier tonight,” I answered with a wide grin. “So fucking sweet,” he said giving me a quick kiss. “Guess I better get naked and join in the fun.” As he stepped away from me to get undressed I was surprised and turned on at the same time to see Greg raise up off of Chad's cock and quickly get off the bed and come over to Robert. “Let me help you,” he said huskily, and took hold of the bottom of Robert's tee shirt and pulled it up and over his head. “Mmmmm,” Greg moaned in appreciation at the hard muscled black body, and immediately started running his hands across Robert's flesh. Not wanting to be left out I'm sure, Chad walked over to Robert and Greg and dropping to his knees wasted no time unsnapping and unzipping his shorts, yanking them down to his feet. Robert was commando so as soon as his shorts were pulled down his huge black tool was poking into my little brother's face. With a deep growl Chad opened his mouth and started working to get as much of Robert's thickness into his mouth as he could. While Chad and Greg worked over Robert's naked chocolate flesh I grabbed the pipe and lighter and offered them to Robert. He looked at how I had the bowl full and said, “Looks like you remember what I taught you,” then flicked the lighter. As he inhaled I stared into his eyes and whispered, “Yeah, I remember everything you taught me and showed me.” Blowing out his first cloud he raised his eyebrows and smiled at me. “Everything?” he asked. “Hell yeah!” I answered. “All of it!” Grinning, he took another big hit from the pipe and asked, “Do these fuckers know?” Chad and Greg were both on their knees now sharing the enormous cock between their lips. I was sure they weren't paying attention to our conversation but I still whispered as I answered Robert. “All they know so far is how you got me into doing meth and that it made me want your cock like fucking crazy!” “And everything I had to give you from my cock, right?”, he asked with a lewd growl. “Hell yes!” I answered. He blew out another cloud, kissed me and said, “I guess we'll find out if they want it as bad as you do.” He pulled on Chad's head to get his attention. “Why don't you get behind me and eat my hole, man? Let me see if you're as good at it as your big brother is.” He winked at me and I felt my heart beat increase. I knew that wasn't all Robert wanted to find out. Chad quickly scrambled on his knees and situated himself behind Robert. “Hot fucking ass!” he breathed as he grabbed Robert's hard globes and kneaded them. Leaning forward he ran his lips and tongue across the muscled cheeks as I watched him in anticipation. Suddenly, I saw his body stiffen and then he pulled back from Robert's ass. He looked at me with a face full of different emotions. Then he said to Robert while his eyes were still locked on mine, “Nice tattoo, dude. Does that mean what I think it means?” I knew he had seen Robert's scorpion tattoo and apparently knew what it meant. (to be continued)

This went down about a month ago while I was out of town... Got a hit from a VERY hot looking guy on BBRT. Tall, muscled, handsome, hung, TOP, POZ unmedicated. (Yeah) He told me exactly what he wanted: To come over, eat out my pussy, fuck me with his thick ten inch cock, and breed me deep. Naturally, I assumed it was a too good to be true....but I was bored, horny, freshly cleaned out, and on the hunt. So I replied with my hotel info and room number. Believe me; I had NO expectation that this guy was for real. None. I was just calling his bluff. Boom! To my absolute amazement, not 15 minutes later this dude was at my door. And he was EVEN HOTTER in person. Dumbstruck. I was dumbstruck. The guy stripped down and he was RIPPED! He was NOT exhagerating about his cook either. The term “baby arm” actually crossed my mind...MASSIVE MEAT. I attempted to go down on him but he made it plain that he had set the agenda that I had agreed to. He had come to eat out my cunt, fuck me, and breed me. And that was EXACTLY what was going to happen. He got right to work...bent me over and ate my pussy like a starved man. He tongue fucked me for a damn long time. All the while, his hands were working his huge fucktool. Now, I’m not a huge fan of getting my hole eaten out...but this guy...he made me a believer. Eventually, he signaled me to get on my back and go legs up. I did so and reached for the lube when he said; “You won’t need that”. My immediate thought was; “No way am I taking that HUGE meat with only spit!”. But no...for as he had been working his cock with one hand, he had been drooling precum into his other hand. The fucker slathered my spit wet hole with a palmful of HIS OWN PRECUM. He tumbled it into my pussy with authority. I watched as he milked yet more precum out of his huge dong and drool it right onto my now slightly open hole! To say it was mind bendingly hot would be a gross understatement. ”You ARE gonna need those,” he said referencing the poppers, “Take the deepest hit you can, cause once I start...” he trailed off as his throbbing cockhead started pushing against my hole. I have NEVER taken such an urgently deep hit of poppers...EVER. Then, I felt his cock begin its LONG journey into me. I’m not sure I can even really describe it. I felt my heart race...I was holding my breath...there was no sound...my eyes feasted on the sight of inch after inch of his...his enormous fuckpole as it entered me. Eventually, he hit my inner ring. I heard a voice say, “Look into my eyes”. I looked up to his face...to his clear blue eyes. “Take another hit.” I did so. “Give yourself to me”, he whispered. “Give yourself to me...give yourself to me...” And with that, I felt my inner door open and he plunged fully into me. The deepest sigh that has ever escaped my lips came out of me. And that was just him setting the stage. For the fuck was just about to start. And start it did. Time was suspended as he longdicked my cunt. My eyes rolled into the back of my head as he pounded my pussy. Seemingly endless cock meat tenderized my cuntlips. A mix of endorphins, testosterone, and adrenaline pulsed through my veins. A cold sweat broke on my brow. I was mumbling absently. My body trembled with every stroke of his meat. I could not process what was happening. I was on the verge of, what I can only assume was panic. Then...something happened. Everything in the world fell away. My mind shut down. And I became my fuckhole. I had becum my cunt. A meatsleeve. Nothing more. And my purpose was being fulfilled beyond comprehension. A warm enveloping peace washed over me. I was home. He felt the change in me. Like he had been expecting it. “Yessssss!!”, he hissed. “YESSSSSSSS!!!” As he switched his rail splitter into overdrive. We had transcended. We were no longer men. We weren’t even cock and hole. We had becum the fuck. The glorious sacred fuck. I don’t know how long it went. I really don’t. At one point I heard a distant voice telling me to look into his eyes. I found those same blue eyes through a fog. I heard a voice say...”Give yourself to me...give yourself to me” It took a moment for me to realize it was my voice whispering it. “Give yourself to me...give yourself to me”. With that, he leaned in to kiss me deeply...I felt his body tense...his cock throb...and his toxic gift pour into me. I tell you, it was rapture. We drifted together for a time. Later, I heard him getting cleaned up in the bathroom dress and leave...all the while I counted the individual drops of his charged seed trickle out of my wrecked distended pussy.

Double Ass Up So I was on one of those location based phone apps... You know which one. I saw a profile on there which had a nice looking ass with a cream pie dripping out of it. I sent a message complimenting him "Nice creampie, I love taking them too". He replies back "Thanks, you have a nice ass too". I asked him "You on PrEP?". His reply "Nope". Me "Me neiter. You're going to get knocked up!". Him "Probably." Me "Me too". He says "I'm hosting in my motel room, if you can split it with me you can come over and take some loads too". Me "Sounds great, what hotel and room number?" He sends me the number so I take a quick shower, get cleaned out and head over, it's only a couple miles away over along IH35. When I get there he lets me in, the room is dark and we leave the door proped open with the little bar thing. I strip down like he is, just to jock underwear and we both get up on the bed ass up. It doesn't take long before we hear the door open and shadows enter the room. I feel a hand rub my ass and I can see that his is also being checked out. Two tops. Very soon I hear him groan out in pleasure and a grunt from his top guy and I know he's getting it. I also feel fingers checking out my already lubed hole. They pull out then I feel the head of my top guy's dick sliding in my ass crack until it pushes inside causing me to groan out as well and my top guy to give his own grunt. Then all I can hear is moans and groans and flesh slapping. I'm feeling nothing but pleasure as the big dick pounding me is rubbing my prostate just right making my little cock drip into my jock. All of a sudden my top stops and pulls out. "Switch?" he asks the other top. I hear the other top grunt out "OK" and he stops. I feel them moving around behind us and suddenly my hole is stretched wider than it has ever been and the big dick just keeps pushing in until I feel wiry pubes on my cheeks. I can't help but moan out because it burns a little, like a dick hasn't done in me in a long time. Very soon I feel him pull back out and then he pushes in hard and fast so I can feel is massive balls smack my taint and then he really goes to town. Both tops are pounding us like crazy. The room is filled with the sounds and smells of raw man sex. I'm interrupted by my head being pulled up by my hair a dick in my face which I accept into my mouth. More tops have showed up. It's going to be a good night. Soon I feel the huge dick in my ass start to throb and the guy pushes all the way in and holds it there as I feel jet after jet of hot cum being pumped deep inside me. I head the other bottom's top guy growl out "take my poz load you slut!". My top guy whispers in my ear "you just got a 5 day high VL load too". Before I can even process that, the guy that was in my mouth has pulled out and is moving behind me. I have a chance to look around a little and I see there must be a dozen guys standing around stroking themselves and getting ready to use both of us. And they do. One after another until the wee hours of the morning. After the last ones leave both myself and the other bottom guy are left laying together on the bed in puddles of cum, with dried cum spots all over each of us, and our holes gaping and drippng seed. I ask him "how many loads do you think we took?" He says he personally lost count after 14, and he was sure I took as many as he did. That sounded true to me too. We took turns rinsing off and getting dressed and then left, exchanging mobile numbers. A couple weeks later I got a text from him saying "We should do that again soon" I texted back "Hell yes, but I won't need to be worried about being impregnated next time". I'd been to the clinic and got my results. He texted me "Me either, my pregnancy test just came back Pozitive". We made arrangements to do it again... Looking forward to it this Friday.

Sometimes I think that it must be a terrible thing to have vision. To totally judge a person by what’s between his legs is completely shallow and a horrible way to exist. I’m nothing special, average I guess, but I like the shape, hardness and taste of a dick. Some of us really enjoy a darkroom, so what does it matter what the dick or ass looks like? I’m in a permanent darkroom. I’d love to be able to see some of the dicks that are considered “ugly.”

..... and too loudly, too often, too insistently, and with too much braggadocio. It's not just off-putting to bottoms, it's embarrassing to other Tops as well. methinks me agrees with tallsplendidguy yet again. ooops .......... I mean tallslenderguy ....

80's poz. I was there. Really quickly the poz bbckers in medical field, like me, realized that those of us with no to low viral loads could not transmit. I remember an all poz all bb orgy at IML Chicago 91 or 92 where it turned into an aids meeting where we could share our findings, free from.fukn ethics and police (poz bb was jailable back then). Same with biohazardmen europe in 94 or 95 where we all started talking about no viral load no transmission during the orgy. I know biohazardmen say their first official party was 1998, but there were secret poz bb orgies in all over europe already in the late 80's

HOT! Great story! Would like that to happen to me.

Great story! A little too short though. It was finished before I finished.

First time? I was 6 with another boy my age peeing in a toilet. My dick grew a bit when we rubbed them together. Nothing after that until I was 11, when I found IronMan magazine and had the urge to rub my penis against my leg. Cumming was a surprise, and I used to hate the cleanup. Roided out musclemen have been my weakness ever since.

That's definitely also a plus. And yes, of course if you're already used to taking daily medications - as those of us of a certain age often are - then adding one more pill to the routine isn't as big a deal. But for youngsters, who are more accustomed to taking short runs of medication for a specific illness, then stopping, it may be a lot more difficult to remember. Especially if you don't adapt well to strict routines (and in my experience, many people in their late teens and 20's do not).

I would have for sure as it might lead to fuckin and breedin. And that is the reason to hookup aint it?

I've been informed by my doctor that under the "Emergency Method", all you need to do is take 2 tablets about 2 hours before, then 1 per day for the next 3 days.

Nice. Did you take more loads after your cheating daddy left? 😂 pig 🐷

I have no problem with daily pill compliance since I take numerous pills every morning. What could be an advantage is getting STI testing every two months.

Part 3 I lay in a puddle on the floor, slowly loosing control of my limbs. My breathe hummed as it flowed through my lungs. The low light in the room brightened between a crimson and down to a blood red. Before me stood four men, real men. Not the whimpering plaything that laid on the ground like a sow waiting to be fucked. Doug and Jim smoked their cigarettes, jerked each other and chatted while Jim clicked through a selection of porn on the TV. Doyle was chatting with someone in the doorway while Doyle prepped a rig. My eyelids slowly rose and fell. My mouth agape and drooling while waiting for the next cock to fill it. My eyes adjusted to the stranger in the doorway. That dim red light exploded into a golden hue as we locked eyes. A bald portly man, larger frame with a beer belly about six foot. A fur carpet ran up his tummy and chest and flowed down his back. He sported a long beard, pure silver. What mesmerized me was what was between his legs though. I had given praise to Jim's set but Roger's dwarfed them. Two grapefruits swung low on him. The most massive set I had ever seen in person and I instantly new I needed them and the sweet cum that they contained. His semi erect cock stood at half mast with his foreskin still enveloping his tip with a generous amount still left over. He was only about 4 inches semi-soft but he was almost as thick of my plug I had worn all day. He caught me staring and winked and then focused on Doyle who was about to administer a shot. The porn on the tv played but I could only understand the grunts and groans. Jim and Doug, finished with their conversation and made their way over to me. Cocks at the ready. Doug pressed his curved penis into my already open mouth and my lips wrapped down on it and got to work. Jim bent down and chewed loudly on Doug's nipples. I made sure to be aware enough to swirl my tongue around Doug and massage his nuts. He didn't want to throat fuck me which was pleasant at this moment. Just every second I could focus on sucking his member. Doyle and Roger where still in the corner. Roger lifted his arm above his head and gave a loud cough. His glorious balls tremored. Doug relinquished his control of mouth and offered it to Jim. All these men wanted to use me. Jim seemed like he wanted to hurt me. He lacked the nicety that Doug granted my mouthhole. He slammed his cock in and out of it punching the back of my throat. Had I offended him in one of our last encounters? Or did he simply need to punish this cunt for being the receptacle that it was born to be? "This worthless fucking pig needs a bit more I think. You think that too faggot?" I could only respond with gurgles, spit pouring out in gushes between my lips and his meat. He wasn't wait for a response either way. Doyle and Roger had gathered slower. Doug leaned over and locked lips with Doyle, their hands rubbing up and down their bodies. Roger again locked eyes with me watching Jim fuck my poor mouth. My head was spinning from the tina, the lsd and Jim taking advantage of mouth but my eyes closed in on him like a beam of light. His look before had been one of friendly introduction but now his eyes were wide and his mouth agape with pure lust. Where he once saw a person now lay a plaything for him. He could have anything he ever wanted of me and I would offer it. Jim picked up pace punishing me. My mouth was flooded with spit and precum. Doyle had moved to begin sucking Rogers now fully erect cock. His foreskin still flowing over it like a deflated balloon. A pang of jealously sparked in me. Doug who was clearly enthusiastic for the torment Jim was giving me, grabbed my hair forcing me down further onto his penis. It began hitting the back and my eyes were pouring tears. I gagged and cried but no one wanted to help me. My oxygen was running out and I didn't know how to express my distress. They all knew I was nothing more than a plastic fucktoy this evening. "FUCK. FUCK. FUCK. I'M CUMMING BABY. I'M CUMMING. FUCK YOUUUUU." He erupted into my mouth and between the gathered juices I did not now how big a load he shot. I gulped down the filthy mix and the sweet taste of jism erupted my taste buds. He pulled out and raised his hands to his brow to fling the sweat from it. Some of it fell into mouth and joined the elixir. Without hesitation Roger jumped down to join mouths with me. His tongue slapped around gulping the juices down his throat. He never stopped staring in my eyes. Was this loving gentleman the nasty beast that had heard of earlier? He roughly kissed me as our share of the cum covered both us. "Damn I think it likes you. You want some of its ass?" Barked Jim as he yanked me from the floor and away from my king "Now that I've tasted him I want all of him. Let's drag him over here" said Roger. Were my dreams about to come through as I joined DNA with him? Jim pulled my body over to a sling. My legs were barely working and he had to tug me the full way. I stood up in front of the sling and Jim pushed me into it with such force I was afraid the hooks would be ripped from the ceiling. He definitely had to hurt this whore tonight. They all lined up around me, caressing me and pulling my soft cock. These gods around me were gracious enough to focus on me. A worthless cumslut not worthy of it. My eyes again teared up in gratitude that they would share their seed with me. Roger presented himself at my open asshole. He shimmered in the room and appeared a golden light around him. "Baby boy. Do you want my cock in you? "y-y-y-es. I want your cock in me." "Say it again. You want my raw cock in you." "I want your raw cock in me, Daddy" "That's a good boy. That's a good boy" he repeated as his slowly pushed his beer can into my hungry boybutt. "That's a good boy..." I thanked god that they had taken the mercy to open up my asshole before Roger's monster had entered me. I was dull to the pain but nerves sent sent the message to my brain that something terrible was entering my poor rectum. He slide inch by inch and was fully in not soon after. I could feel his massive nutsack resting against my cheeks. His gentleness continued as he waited for my butt to acclimate to this girth. He leaned down close to my ear and whispered low so that they other men couldn't hear. "It's gonna be ok, baby boy. I'm gonna take care of you. You're gonna be ok with me." He slowly increased his thrusts. My eyes shot into the back of my head and he quickly attached his lips to mine. The taste of Jim's sperm still lingering on our tongues. Doyle and Doug gave me a soft encouraging smile, I assumed to me taking this next step into total whoredom. I weakly returned one. When I turned to Jim I saw nothing but disgust. His eyes told me that I should be ashamed for taking raw cock from strangers high out of my mind. He saw nothing but a depraved useless slut who was only for dumping a load in. I didn't know which side I believed more. Roger's full weight pressed into my chest. He must have been at least 260. His chest hair entangled with mine our nipples rubbed close as his gut sink. Our forms fit perfect. A male in the wild will bite down on a bitch to assure his breeding. Roger clamped down on my earlobe after licking it so gently before. His primal instincts were kicking in and something told him he had to lock me down so I wouldn't run away from his seed. As if I could or would. The thrusting increased. "Man, look at that slut taking that monster. "What a pig" Doug said with encouragement. I was so happy he was proud of me. He spit down into my open mouth to accent his compliment and I swallowed it humbly. I peered over to see Roger had never lost eye contact with me. His pupils flared to the edge and burned sweet lustful desires into my heart. I had always needed this man and now He had me. The passion between us caused Doug to blow his load. A shotglass full of cum blasted over our faces and dripped down Roger into my mouth and eyes. It burned but I couldn't turn my gaze from my daddy and all the love he was giving to my asshole. He began to snarl and grunt as his cock fell in and out of me. Finally his eyes closed shut and the girth of his meat pulsed and radiated through my entire body. "BABY, BABY, BABY, YOU GOT MY LOAD. YOU GOT MY LOAD" as he rested in me. The squirts seemed to go on forever. He leaned back in close with his face an inch from mine. "You happy baby?" "mmmmmm" I released in pleasure. "You like my load?" "I loooove your DNA inside me" "You want more?" "Yes daddy, I want more of you in me" "First one to cum in you tonight. Promise me I'll be the last to come in you. Promise? "I promise daddy. You be the last one to cum in me." We sealed our promise with a soft kiss. Like a promise in a fairy tale. He pulled his meat from my sloppy cunt and stepped to the back. Doyle took his place standing in front of my hole. To be continued...

Taking in the news that Jack, my son, has gotten into the party scene… It feels like I just slammed again for the very first time. Hearing the rentman in the next room got lit with my boy and fucked him in LA last spring was jolting, like the whoosh of that first point, the sudden drop in your chest and feeling of whoa. Then realizing all the different avenues this opened up for the sex between us... that was like being wrapped in a warm blanket of ecstasy. And now, like any slam rush, I am about to fuck the rentman senseless. But unlike topping after I have slammed, where I shove my cock up the nearest available and consenting hole without even bothering to lube it up, I am approaching rentman’s ass a little more thoughtfully. “Tell me.” I’m standing in the doorway of the bathroom, erection jutting forward. It takes rentman a few seconds to notice, transfixed as he was by the video of my boy getting spitroasted by two gorgeous black daddies he told me he found online, and who had become more than fuck buddies. And this video is transfixing. I almost lose my train of thought recalling the day Anthony told me about these guys. They were his west coast dads. I hadn’t met them yet - and with what rentman just told me, I understand why, these guys definitely like to party. They may have been the ones who got Jack lit the first time. But Jack had told me a lot about them. He had been vague on how they met. But he had been very detailed in other areas. The home cooked meals, and once a month, a trip to Roscoe’s in Hollywood for Chicken and Waffles. When he bought his car - an 84 El Camino he was determined to restore, they helped him find a good mechanic and a better body shop. The older one, Dave, even taught him how to do laundry the proper way, a lesson I had failed to impart despite repeated efforts over 18 years. And of course, they took him to the bathhouses and circuit parties. Judging by the dilated pupils I’m just now noticing Jack has in this, and probably other videos, they took him to plenty of other parties as well. I stare at these two beautiful Black men, each of them drilling my boy’s cunt, my boy screaming out in absolute perverted ecstasy, and my cock is painfully hard. I’m leaking so much precum it looks like I’m low key pissing. Feeling playful, and wanting to get rentman’s attention, I start helicoptering my dick, dousing him, myself, the bed and everything else in the immediate vicinity. He’s surprised at first, but I picked a good little pig to fuck tonight, and he’s on his knees licking it off his arms and my legs. He’s got that lustful look in his eye that you can only get when you’re high, a look that says ‘I’m using you to use me.’ It’s the kind of look I’ve given plenty of men, and plenty more have given me. It’s a look that makes my painfully erect cock bounce uncontrollably. Rentman sees my dick jerking on it’s own accord, and he actually whimpers. Like a puppy. There is nothing in the universe he wants, needs, more right now than to get pounded long and hard. Not oxygen. Not water. Not food or validation or respect. Just my cock. And more crystal. He crawls over on all fours, mirroring the video playing where Jack is crawling to the second Daddy - Derek - after being bred by Dave. Rentman starts sniffing and licking my cock, my balls, my taint, my hole. But I stop him “Tell me,” I repeat. And he’s puzzled for a second. I can see it click in his head. “Oh, you mean the kid in the video? He was so much fun. Insatiable little cum slut. I met him at a bathhouse called Flex. “ Oh I know Flex. Doesn’t surprise me in the least that my boy would like it there; the first time I went I said “this is my kinda trashy.” “Anyway, I was with a client, this doctor I fuck once a month. Dude flies me out there, loves getting fucked by me. Terrible lay though. Doesn’t know how to bottom and since he’s a doctor you can’t tell him anything. So I’m finishing with the Doctor, and I go outside to smoke a cigarette. I see this cute blond twink sucking a bunch of cocks around the hot tub. I sit and watch the show for a minute, but it gets broken up when the staff comes around - you’re not supposed to fuck in the water, apparently. Well, I swoop in immediately and invite him back to my room. One of the big ones with a big bed.” He takes a long hit off the bong, slowly exhales, blows a couple of smoke rings on my dick. “He laid down on the bed and turned the porn on, and then he looked at my reflection in the mirror - I don’t know why but I found that so hot - and asks me where the party’s at. I didn’t think anything of it, everyone gets high there, so I pulled out my bong and torch, told the kid to help himself. I had smoked plenty with the Doctor. The kid took 3 or 4 big rips and was flying. He got on all fours and started shaking his ass, wiggling it and licking his lips, still keeping eye contact through the reflection in the mirror.” He pauses for another rip off the bong. “I’ve never had someone ask me to eat their ass that way but it was such a fuckin turn on. So I fucked him for an hour or two, and then I had to leave to get to my next client. Gave him a couple of rocks and some G tho so I’m sure he stayed turnt that whole night. Where’d you find this video by the way? I love homemade porn, and I bet a bunch of my clients will as well.” Instead of answering his question, I said “show me.” I can hear the slightest trace of annoyance in his voice when he says “show you what? Mind if I take another hit?” The second question he asks as he’s in the process of taking a hit, he’s reached that point of being spun where he cannot begin to care about anything but his own dick and hole. I love a good rentman. “Show me how you fucked the boy in that video. Pretend I’m him. Fuck me just like you fucked him.” Rentman is amused but also turned on, I can see he’s going to comply. “Well, first thing then you’ll have to take a bunch of rips off the bong.” One, two, three, four major clouds later, I’m shaking with anticipation and the drugs. My heart is racing, my dick is bouncing, my asshole puckering, eager to be opened up by this stud and then fucked senseless. Just like I fuck Jack. Rentman stands up, puts his hand on my chest, and pushes me onto the bed. Wordlessly, he grabs my calves and pulls them up, getting me flat on my back. He sees the precum flowing freely from my cock, and dabs a finger on my dick head, drawing back a long strand he takes in his mouth and hungrily devours. He drops to his knees, and I know what’s coming next. I feel his hot breath in my crack, the scruff of his beard causing a little bit of friction that I find pleasurable, and leaving the musk of my asshole all over his face, which is a major turn on for both of us. And then I feel his tongue slowly licking my asshole. Lapping at it, the way a dog laps up some water. The way I lap at Jack’s hole. This goes on for 10 minutes or so, as he keeps feeding me shotguns, trying to get me as spun as humanly possible. After spitting on my hole one last time, He stands up, and repositions me so that the porn is behind him, “so you can watch” and he gestures to his phone. I make a quick decision. “Hold up a second.” I get up, and go to the bathroom. “Let’s do this right.” I open my toiletries case and pull out two syringes that I had preloaded, .5 each. I don’t party that often, and I slam even less, but after giving a great speech at a very lucrative conference and finding out that my boy is just as much of a meth craved cock whore as I am… Well, I knew this would be one of the nights where I go balls to the wall. I walk back out and rentman is taking more hits off the bong. He looks up, sees the syringes, and licks his lips, subconsciously echoing Jack’s invitation to lick his ass. “Can you admin yourself?” Rentman nods. I hand him the syringe, and he starts prepping his forearm with an alcohol wipe. I do the same. We pull the cap off the points simultaneously, but rentman quickly puts his back on, stands up and grabs his jockstrap, jeans and shirt. For a second I think he’s about to leave, but then he sets the phone down to record. Ah, he’s one of those guys I think to myself, and I decide to follow suit, as it were, putting my clothes back on too. Whenever I stumble across a slamming video, I think its so hot the way the guys take all their clothes off and start playing with their dicks almost immediately, no matter whether they are top bottom or side. Clearly rentman enjoys it too, and is one of the guys who gets dressed just so he can slam and get naked again. Thanks to rentman’s roided out body, his veins are huge and easy to hit. Mine are too, although that’s more from a lifetime of clearing the brush on the 2 acre lot my house sits on. Both of us insert our needles at the same time, his registers just a fraction of a second before mine does. We both push the plunger down, and I’m feeling the rush even before I pull the needle out. “Holy shit,” is all rentman says, as he starts coughing and taking off his clothes. “Fuck yeah” is all I say, through an even stronger cough. The warmth of the rush is almost overwhelming, as I rip my clothing off, literally ripping the shirt I had just put back on. “Come here.” Rentman’s voice has changed, lost all it’s playfulness and charm. Only lust and domination remain. I get on all fours and crawl to him, the same way he crawled to me, the same way Jack’s gonna be crawling to the both of us (I’ve already decided). “On your back. Spread those cheeks apart. Let me see that cunt.” I follow his instructions with enthusiasm. My asshole is puckering uncontrollably, begging for his cock, which is hard as steel and thicker than anything I’ve taken in a long, long time. “You want it like that kid? Well here you go.” He shoves his whole dick up my ass in one sudden thrust, and even though it’s painful, I take it in stride. I even look up at him and, feeling my playful side return, say “is it in?” Rentman gets a wicked smile across his face, right before lightly slapping me across the cheek. “Is it in? You tell me.” He starts thrusting wildly, slamming his dick into me over and over. I notice he’s matched the pace of the video, where Dave is once again fucking Jack. I’m in the same position as my boy is in the video, and I’m loving it almost as much as he is. My cock is rock hard and I start jacking it furiously while rentman continues his unrelenting assault on my ass. “Fuck oh yeah fuck me fuck that cunt give it to me fuck yes oh my god fuck me.” I can’t tell if it’s me saying this, Jack saying it in the video, or if I’m even saying it outloud, I’m that fucked up on the crystal. But except for the first night with Jack, this is the most intense sex I’ve had in years. Maybe because I’m pretending to be Jack. I don’t bottom very often, and Jack hasn’t even mentioned the possibility of me topping him - something I’ve been meaning to ask him because he clearly knows how to top, and from the videos and webcams I’ve watched, he enjoys it. “Yeah you like that big fat dick slamming in you? Dirty meth whore. You should fly us out to LA and we can take turn on that kid. I bet he’d love to get DP’d by the two of us.” Sweat is pouring off his forehead and chest, it feels like rain washing over me, and I’m just as thoroughly sweaty. Both of us are close to cumming. Rentman quickens his pace, I can feel his cock somehow get harder and harder in my hole. My own dick is covered in precum, and I’m jerking it in pace with rentmant’s powerful thrusts. “We don’t need to go to LA. He’s only an hour away,” I say, keeping eye contact with rentman as his orgasm continues to build. “Oh yeah, how do you know that?” “Because he’s my son, and you and I are going back to my house to get him high and fuck him senseless.” It’s enough to send rentman over the edge, as he busts a huge nut in my hole, I can feel 10, 12 spurts of his cum hitting inside me. That, in turn, sends me over the edge, and I shoot an equally large load all over his chest, my stomach, my face, a few arcs even hitting the TV, where Jack has just shot his own load all over himself. The two Black daddies in the video are panting just as hard as rentman and me. I point to the screen, ask rentman if he knows either guy - there’s a tiny snippet at the very end where they both show their faces. “Oh shit that’s Derek and Dave. Yeah I know them. They used to be porn actors before starting their own studio. I’ve actually done a couple of scenes for them.” My face breaks out into a smile of unrestrained deviance. “Get them on the phone.”

Part 6 I pulled my fingers out of his hole and aligned my dick to where his puckered opening appeared to be reaching out toward me. I pushed my cock into his hole, his spit from sucking my dick giving just enough lubrication to help me inside but not enough to make it a smooth process. “Oh, fuck,” he cried, his hands grasping his legs tighter. “It fucking hurts. It hurts.” “It will,” I told him, pushing more of my cock into his body. I could feel his hole welcoming my cock, sucking me in, begging for me to change this man’s body from the worthless piece of shit that it was into the poz predator that it needed to be, owned by a new will. “It won’t last long. Just breathe through it. Let me in.” Mr. Fey closed his eyes and breathed, his chest heaving with every inch that entered. The body he once considered strong and powerful was proving itself weak against the invasion of a younger man’s cock. “Please,” he begged, looking up at me, his eyes tearful, his face flushed. “Please, stop. I can’t. I can’t take it.” “You can,” I told him, pushing harder, forcing my cock into his body, giving him what he didn’t know he wanted. What he needed. “Let me in.” “Please.” “Let me in.” “I can’t.” “You can,” I told him, leaning forward over his body, staring deep into his eyes, seeing both the fear and the lust battling for dominance. “Do you want this?” He waited a moment, a single tear falling down the side of his face. “Yes,” he whispered. “Then take it all,” I said, ramming my entire cock into his ass. “FUCK!” he cried, his body shaking, back lifting off the bed, eyes closed tight as his face registered the incredible pain I inflicted. Air caught in his chest, his body frozen for a moment as the initial connection was made. I could feel his heartbeat, the rhythm pulsing against my cock, playing out of sync to my own. I waited a moment, knowing this was crucial, allowing his body to feel me, to know me, to understand that I was in charge of what was about to happen. His body relaxed, his hole opening more to my girth. I watched as his eyes slowly opened, revealing what I already knew to be Mr. Fey’s destiny: the perverted monster had overcome his fear, leaving him as open prey. “That’s it,” I said, pulling out until only the head of my cock remained. “Accept my cock. Accept the pleasure.” I pushed back inside, taking extra care to press against his prostate, causing his body to shudder. “Yes,” he moaned, looking up at me with a new desire. “Please, fuck me. Fuck me hard.” “As you wish,” I said. I started slow, but my pace quickened. Soon, I was fucking his ass as if he had taken a hundred dicks up his hole every day. He was made to take cock, and his body was learning this truth. With each thrust, I could feel his heartbeat’s rhythm growing closer to mine, closer to Hunter’s. I knew Hunter could feel what I felt, could see what I saw as I stared down at this man whom I had once looked up to as a mentor but was now a whore to fuck and claim. “Fuck,” he said, looking down at his hard cock which leaked incredible amounts of cum, covering his stomach. “What’s happening?” “I’m fucking the cum right out of you,” I said, for once, telling him the truth. I was fucking the cum right out of him. Any negative cum stored up in his balls was being forced out of his body, making room for the poz cum which would change— and claim— his life. “Don’t stop,” he moaned, his hand grabbing his cock, helping squeeze out the cum which carried his DNA. He smeared it over his body, mixing it into his chest hair. The sight disgusted me, seeing this man revel in unworthy cum. “Oh, fuck. Oh, fuck. Keep going. Keep going.” “What do you want?” I asked, fucking his ass harder, watching the cum shooting out over his heaving body. I looked at his balls, knowing that they were almost ready to transform, to become what they had always been destined to be. “I want you to fuck me,” he said. “No,” I said, moving my attention back to his eyes where the wild beast was writhing in the pleasure. “What is it that you want from me?” He stared at me, eyes fixed. I could feel our heartbeats pounding, growing closer to the pounding of my cock into his virgin ass. His hand moved over his cum-covered body, his palm held up for him to see for the last time the cum which would have carried on his family line, the cum which had defined his identity. In that instant, I saw a change, and I knew he understood. “Your cum,” he said. I pounded hard into his ass and felt his heartbeat sync with my own, locking him into the transformation as the last drop of his neg cum left his body, leaving him an empty vessel to claim. He belonged to Hunter. Through me, Mr. Fey’s life would be claimed, all the years he would have lived stolen and given to our Master. I looked up into the mirror and saw Hunter staring back at me, his own body reflected and fucking Mr. Fey into a life of poz fucking. “Who do you belong to?” I shouted, our heartbeat almost audible in the room. “Our Master,” Mr. Fey gasped, the name a sound of praise from his lips. Everything he knew, everything he had lived for, his job, his wife, his hopes and dreams, all disappeared, replaced forever by his new objective in life. “Who does your dick belong to?” “Our Master.” “And whose toxic cum is churning now inside your balls?” “Our Master’s cum.” “And whose life am I extracting in place of gifting you with our Master’s cum?” Mr. Fey’s eyes, filled with the monster of lust and perversion, stared into my own, into the eyes of our Master. “My life,” he said. “Then give it to him,” I said, forcing my dick inside his body and injecting him with the poz cum of our Master. Mr. Fey’s eyes widened for a brief moment, the man he had been, the loving husband and dutiful teacher, shining through for a single moment before disappearing forever. His body shuddered, his hole gripping my cock, milking me of the cum we both craved. I looked into the mirror and saw Hunter’s face, his eyes meeting mine and pulling me into his mind. I could see Mr. Fey and the life he had lived. I could see all the choices which had brought him to me that night. I could see the life he could have lived should he had resisted me and returned home to his loving wife. I could see him loving his wife, fucking his wife, being the husband he had promised. I could see his wife telling him that he was going to be a father. I could see him holding his son for the first time. I could see the three sons which would have come after, all growing up to be strong men like him. I could see him growing old, retiring from his job, and living out his remaining days knowing that he had been a good man, a good husband, and a good father. I stared into the eyes of that older man and watched as they went cold, filling instead with regret and pain. All the things he had ever wanted in his life were taken from him, leaving him instead in a bed in a motel room, far from his wife, his ass filled with the poz cock of a former student. His hopes of a family were wasted on his stomach and chest, drying and dying, mixing with the sweat of a night of careless, cheating sex. I watched as black ink appeared on his chest, his own biohazard symbol appearing beneath the smeared remains of his DNA. I understood. Mr. Fey had made a choice, giving up his wife and the chance to father sons for a single chance of fucking, proving what was truly important to him. Now, if he was ever in doubt, all he had to do was look at what was tattooed over his heart to know what he desired the most. “Well done,” I heard Hunter say, and I could, for a moment, feel his cock inside me, once again filling me with his gift. “You have brought me a worthy tool.” The motel room vanished, only Mr. Fey remaining. I watched as his body was covered with tattoos, every inch of skin inked, creating a map of his descent into sinful lust. He would spend his life moving from town to town, searching out leather bars and anywhere he could squeeze his large frame into a suit of rubber. The once clean-cut man would take on a new identity, that of a skinhead forever seeking out young men like Austen, like the students he once taught. He would fill his lungs with smoke, tempting men with his lighter and the promise of a cigarette. They were moths to the flame, and he would ensure that they would get burned. The image blurred, and I found myself back in the motel room, staring at myself in the mirror. It was done. I pulled out of Mr. Fey’s body, watching as his balls moved within his scrotum, changing before my eyes, transforming into the mirror images of the balls which had given him a new, toxic life. Now, if he fucked his wife, she would give him sons he could not claim as his own, Hunter’s blood running through their veins and carrying on his legacy. Not that he’d want to fuck her, I thought. Not now. Hunter had plans for Mr. Fey, though the possibility of using this man as a way to breed offspring was something not to be dismissed. I collected my things, leaving Mr. Fey to transform into the man Hunter desired, stripping away the good man he had once been. I walked to the front desk and found the same man still inside. “What can I help you with?” he asked. I put my hand out. “Give me back thirty and I’ll give you thirty minutes that’ll change your life forever.” The man smiled. Got him. ______________________________________________________________________________________ Not sure if I'll continue with Austen, return to Hunter, go with Mr. Fey, or bring in some other man sucking the lives of innocent men away. We'll see.

Mike and Josh made their way to the strip to explore the sites. It was warm out so both were in basketball shorts and tshirts. Both were commando, as usual. After about an hour they happen to share an elevator with a hot couple. The black guy was in his thirties, great body, tall but not as tall as Mike, great smoke, and well built. The girl was in her 20s, had light brown skin, was short, thin, and had a nice fat ass. They were both a little tipsy. The girl flirting with both guys. They invited Mike and Josh to the bar in the lobby. As they drank and talked, the girl played with Joshes dick under the table. It was obvious and the guy didn’t care. He talked with Mike about working out and bro stuff. The guy went to the bathroom and while he was away the girl told Josh she wanted his dick. She then whispered to him (a loud drunk whisper) she wanted him to cum in her and that she wasn’t on the pill as she was trying to baby trap her bf. She asked Josh to take her back to his room. When her man came back to the table she told him that she was going back to the room. And left. Ten minutes later Josh excused himself. “She thinks she is slick. I know that white boy is going to fuck her. I know she takes all kinds of dick. Hell my brother fucked her.” The guy said after Josh left. Mike chuckled then went open mouth superseded when the guy continued “I am sterile and she ain’t getting no kids from me. She do get the bugs I get from taking guys dicks up my ass though. And if she ain’t got my poz baby yet she will soon.” ”You are poz? Gay?” Mike gasped out ”I am straight and love fucking pussy. But a big fat raw dick in me is what’s up. I got pozzed up by a rando a year ago. Never went on meds. Still only fuck chicks raw. Put my hiv in 15 girls since then.” ”Fuck yea man! Well I got a 8.5 in big poz non medicated dick if you want a recharge.” ”Hell yea! Let’s go back to my room.” Mike followed him up to his room. When they enter the room the big jock bitch guy turned into a bitch bottom. He begged to suck Mike’s dick and balls. He licked mikes sweaty pits. Ate his sweaty hole. Begged to be fucked as Mike ate his hole. Mike lined his big raw poz dick up to the guys wet puckered straight poz hole. “You ready to take this toxic dick and med resistant strain bitch?” ”Fuck yes! Knock my ass up with that poz white baby!” Mike spent 15 mins hate fucking the jock pussy. Fuck hard and deep. Tearing his hole as he plowed. The guy moaning and begging for his charged cum the whole time. “You ready to be recharged fag?” ”Fuck daddy impregnate me!! Make me you poz son!!” At those world Mike unleashed a massive orgasm and flood the jock ass full of his cum. The guy felt the warm explode in his hole and shot his own poz cum all over his and Mike chest. “I can’t wait to use your strain to knock up that whore your buddy is balls deep in!” “Fuck yea man!” Mike left the guy on the bed naked and full of his poz cum. Went back to his room and showered and changed. When he meet Josh at work they compared notes. The girl apparently was a freak. They didn’t last to even get to the room. Josh put 2 loads in her pussy in an alley. When see asked his name he gave her a fake. He was stoked Mike tagged the bf. They laugh and joked that they both have be knocked before the month was over. They went about their task to set up for the night. Mike was loving his trip so far.

My God, eating ass is my number one favorite thing to do, especially when high. I first ate ass on a 15-year-old teammate as a freshman in high school. I became addicted to having my tongue in ass at that moment. If I die from eating ass, I will be dead with a smile on my face. If I ever have to give up eating ass, my sex life will be over.

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.

Part 4: Paying for My Decisions Maybe this will be a warning for some of you. It's taken me a couple of days to put into words what happened, because it's so crazy! So, you probably guessed that Sean came over. And yeah, he found me face-down, ass-up on my bed. It was just a few seconds (or maybe microseconds?) after I heard the door creak over. I felt that dreaded by desired thick cock probe my hole. And then a quick and unexpected jab. Oh fuck! I screamed in surprise. I didn't expect it so hard and quick. Then, he just held it in place. Despite only spending a short time with him the first time, he knew what I liked. That hot wet tongue went straight to my ear. The pain of the jab was replaced with the hot slurping sounds of his tongue in my ear. And, it was almost a reflex, when I yelped, "I wanna get aids!" Sean went to work on my ass. Oh my god, what an onslaught! What the hell was I thinking? After a minute or so of relentless pounding, he told me to thank him for getting aids. Okay, I would have said anything then because the pleasure was beyond describable. But, I was kinda surprised how much more turned on I got when I answered , "Thank you for A ---" ... ah fuck, he pounded me harder, "A --" .. I couldn't quite get it all out because of the rampage his massive cock was having on my hole. I finally made it out, and sounded like I was hiccuping as I replied "Thank you for AIDS!" He paused for a moment and demanded, "Say it again!" I couldn't help but to reply "Thank you for AIDS!" I was rewarded with another furious dicking. And then he stopped again. "How much do you want it?" he asked me. I didn't hesitate and didn't want him to pause any longer "I want it so fucking bad!" I nearly cried. "How much?" Sean said again, not seeming satisfied with the answer. I didn't know what he wanted to say. He clarified, "How much cash do you have right now?" Uggh . why was he pausing? He must have know how much I needed it. "LIke forty dollars, I think." I managed to guess. "Good, you're gonna give that to me," Sean insisted as he put his cock back into me. "Yes!" was my only answer. Sean was growing quite satisfied and I was more than excited as he pumped his cock deep into me. "You're such a whore, you are paying for aids," Sean said triumphantly. "Yes!" I was trying not to squeal in pleasure, "I'm paying you for aids!" I was in disbelief at what I was saying, but strangely turned on. Sean knew I would say or do anything for his dick. I was completely under his control now and he knew it. And I didn't care. His strokes were now quicker and stronger, He felt impossibly deep inside me; and I could tell from his breathing he was close to coming. "Ready for more aids cum?" Sean asked. There was only one clear answer, " Fuck yes! I wanna get aids!" Within a few seconds, he pounded me nearly into unconsciousness. I felt the erupting. I knew I was getting more aids cum and my dick turned into a faucet as I felt him fill unload deep inside me. Whether it was because of shock or pure exhaustion, I passed out. When I finally awoke a few hours later, I looked to my nightstand and saw my wallet opened and turned upside down. I grabbed it and looked it. Shit, I really paid for it.

Part 3: How to Stop? It was all kinda surreal. Sean left rather quickly after he filled my ass with his aids-filled cum. I was still trying to make sense of all of the contradictory feelings I had. Reality started to seep in. I might have gotten aids. The only thing I specifically remember him saying to me was "if you want more, you know what to text me." I couldn't believe what I just did. I showered vigorously after that, and tried to wash out my hole. Despite my efforts, I saw no evidence of his cum leaving me. Fuck, he must have been deep in me? I felt that wave of panic again as i considered the thought. In a last effort to find and perhaps remove any cum, I let my soapy fingers probe my hole some more. I tried to block out the words echoing in my brain "I wanna get aids." I tried to reconcile how I could have knowingly let a guy with hiv fuck me. It made no sense! And neither did the hard-on that grew as I probed my hole. What's going on here?! Intense memories of his recent dicking danced in my head. I tried to ignore them, but my dick was suddenly at full attention. As the water was trying to wash the last bit of sweat off me, I found myself stroking my dick as my left hand was fingering my own hole. There it was again, that odd and indescribable sensation. A longing? Maybe he was just a good fuck. It didn't matter. Sean was hot. It's not wrong to jack off thinking about a good fuck. I figured I'd just rub one out and be done with it. I couldn't forget his words "I'm giving you aids" as I jacked my cock. Why was I so turned on? His message replayed over and over as tugged at my member. It was only a few seconds before my orgasm arrived, almost without warning. And, oddly enough I found myself blurting out "i wanna get aids!" even as I found myself disgusted by the thought. In the days that followed, I tried to put Sean out of my mind. But, at least once a day or night, I'd find myself thinking about him and how good it felt and how I never felt like that before. After a week, I decided things couldn't get worse. I mean I let a guy with HIV fuck me and cum in me. And not just a gentle fuck, it was a serious pounding. I couldn't imagine being anything but poz now. Why not reach out to him? And so I found the courage to text him. He didn't respond to my "hey sup?" messages or my less-inhibited "let's fuck" invitation. I then knew what he wanted to hear. It was much easier to text it than to say it: i wanna get aids. When my phone vibrated with his quick response, I nearly jumped. "when?" was Sean's response. My heart raced. Could I do this again? I took a shot of vodka. I needed to calm down and think straight. One shot became two, then three, just ten minutes later. I closed my eyes and tried to focus. What do I really want? I glanced down at my phone again. The warm Vodka-induced sensation in my chest had a calming effect, I guess you could say because it was much easier to text my reply: NOW! Despite feeling somewhat calmer, the vibration from his response still startled me a bit. "Be there in ten," Sean replied. I kinda forgot how small Lansing Michigan was until he sent me that text. The one that followed brought me a bit closer to reality, "lube your hole well. i want quick entry." I realized that I wanted to take his beautiful cock into my mouth and so I tapped back, "i can't wait to suck your dick this time." And it was then that I noticed my massive boner fighting its way up through my briefs. His response was one part disappointing and one-part exciting. "no head, I want every drop of my poz cum in ur ass, even pre-cum." Oh shit, what was I going to do?

My first ever story. Hope it's not terrible! Enjoy x This place didn’t smell very good, and yet the smell made me even hornier. I needed this. I had been jerking to gay porn for months, although my girlfriend had no idea. I even bought her a new dildo which I had become far more familiar with than she had. I just had to at least have a guy blow me. Maybe I’d even blow him. Those cocks in the porn I watched looked so damn enticing. Surely a blow job would satisfy me, and I could move on from this phase. Today the urge had gotten too much. I was sliding the gifted dildo in and out of my hole when the brain in my dick had taken over and driven me to the sauna in town. Of course, I knew about this place. I fantasised about coming here often but never planned on it. Now I was here and naked in the semi dark. The occasional hand groped my ass as I walked around. I stumbled upon some booths and decided to collect my thoughts in relative safety. There were no screens as I had expected but there was two well sized glory holes in the walls. There was cum running down the one in front of me and it made me hard. An eye appeared above the cum and then a finger. I knew the signal, so I took a deep breath and slid my cock through. Holy hell this had to be the best cock sucker in the world. My girlfriend needed lessons from this guy. I really wasn’t going to last long but before I could shoot my load he stopped. So close. I pulled my cock out of the hole to take a look through when his own cock slid through to my side. I guess that was only fair and it wasn’t a huge scary thing it was about 6 inches. Same as my own. I knelt down and licked at the head before sucking it in as deep as I could. It tasted kind of weird, a mix of cum and other things as far as I could tell, and it was intoxicating. I sucked and licked for all I was worth. This wasn’t a phase. I needed this. Far too soon the cock pulled away. My unknown friend told me to place my ass against the hole. His voice was rough, and I felt like I had to obey. I was way too horny anyway and happily obliged, unsure though if I really wanted anyone to fuck me. I needn’t have worried as he slid his tongue between my cheeks causing me to involuntarily moan like a bitch. I pushed my ass against the hole as hard as I could to get more of these sensations. I guess someone had heard me moaning and joined the opposite booth and whilst moaning I suddenly had another cock in my face from the other side. I didn’t even hesitate and started to suck this new guy who was a little bigger. My attention was alternating between the tongue in my ass and the cock in my mouth and I was feeling totally out of control to my urges. The guy eating my hole starting inserting fingers, first one then some more licking, then two and more eating. I knew what he was doing but it felt so good I couldn’t stop myself even had I wanted to. Soon enough something bigger than some fingers was pushing its way into my now open hole. This was many times better than my dildo and I moaned around the cock in my mouth. The guy fucking me wasted no more time easing me into it and started to fuck me hard. The force was pushing me onto the other cock and for a slight second, I wished my girlfriend could see me right now. Almost totally lost in the moment my brain kicked me back to reality and the madness of letting some random guy fuck me without a condom. What the hell was I doing? My panic threatened to pull me out of the situation and off the bare cock in my ass but timing is everything and the cock in my mouth exploded. I was forced to swallow my first ever load and the distraction was just enough time for the guy behind me to slam home and hold his cock buried in me. Oh fuck. I wasn’t sure I could feel anything, but I knew he had just blasted a huge load of cum in my ass. I was conflicted, hornier than ever and scared like I’ve never been. I had cum in my mouth and in my ass, but my dick was harder than ever. The guy I sucked left his booth and the guy that just fucked me spun around and put his own ass against the hole. It had clearly already seen some action and there was a small biohazard tattoo on his left ass cheek. The internal fight raged but I surrendered and pushed my bare cock into the cummy hole. I needed this.

Up for that and more if can get there for the 5/11

Love being spit roasted. And touched and played with by others at the same time. Also love sucking someone who's being fucked or spitted. The force of the jet of cum down your throat can be amazing! Love the feeling of *being* sucked while being spit roasted, but I might not last too long if you do it! 💦💦💦

You are describing "PrEP" (PRE Exposure Prophylaxis) on demand - not PEP (POST Exposure Prophylaxis). PrEP on demand is for planned sex - note that you have to take it BEFORE the sex. PEP is used primarily in cases of sexual assault, but can in theory be used by others - it's when you've had unprotected sex WITHOUT taking anything beforehand, so the virus enters an unprotected system. That's why you stay on it for 30 days - to make sure that it doesn't get established.

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Unexpected Early start from regular chubby daddy this morning ....he sat on his couch while I sucked him to attention and then I got on went all the way down.... reverse cowboy ...then i rode him hard till he grabbed me tight and I felt him twitching deep in me...two week load of him in my ass is great start ro the week.

I love public toilet and bathhouse/sauna glory holes, the smell is a huge turn on and love sucking loads down my throat. Would love to be spit roast in a GH cubicle, not know who is on either side. One thing I hate about gloryhole porn is that the sets so unrealistic and they always end up just fucking/sucking normally. Keep it in the GH and make it more realistic, such a turn on.

I think fetishizing black men by using the term BBC or Black Cock not only leads to harmful stereotyping in stories that often portray black men as violent or wanting to cause pain with their mythologized penises, but its objectifying. Not to mention its yet another way white men are commodifying black bodies. All you have to do is think outside yourselves to see that. Hopefully most of you weren't aware. Because if you were ... Have any of you noticed the trend on personals and hook up sites where many black men are more and more refusing to put there sexual roles and penis size/pics on profiles. They aren't doing that because things are okay. Its not just this story. Its the porn studios, video chats, and the level of racism, ageism and tokenism in the gay community in general. The results are pretty harmful. Its completey demoralizing for black bottoms who are often treated badly on dating and hook up sites. Puts a lot unearned rejection on black men with average to small genetalia. The black men who do have large penises often get relagated to being treated like objects or stable horses. The people, amazing individuals with their own unique personalities, experiences, gifts to offer are lost to the quest for giant dick. Its like straight society had the gold rush and gays have a dick rush. And I would like to thank the gentleman who shared the Asian American gay experience. It makes my skin crawl when a profile says "no Asians" I think the rejection even causes internalized shame in many Asian men. I introduced a Chinese American friend to my friend from Hong Kong. My Chinese American friend thought I was trying to hook them up. I wasn't. I just thought I was introducing my friends to each other. My Chinese American friend said "I don't do sticky rice." I was pretty shocked. Consent is the big issue. Another big issue is who is the beneficiary. I like a site called Black Men's Reign which is ran by and owned by a black man. If a BBC scenes are done by black owned studios, thats their choice, but I don't like white studios and white directors to deem it okay for themselves to exploit a population. I am not upset at the author. There are plenty of stories worse than that one on the site. This one hit a a nerve by being less subtle. I'm more upset at some of the tone death and automatically defiant and defensive comments by other white men on this thread. Its the standard reaction whites in America have to the victims of their both past and current commodification of minorty populations. Maybe its because the issues are so huge from Native Amercan genocide, slavery, segregation, Japanese Internment, Chinese exploitation by railroads, the villification of migrant farmworkers, and the absolute havoc the CIA has caused in South America and the Middle East, that its just easier for some white men to be triggered to rage (defense) instead of doing the hard work of making things equitable and healing old wounds. Rage in this case is an excuse not to acknowledge or address behaviors that have caused hurt. The LGBTQIA Community should maybe take a long hard look at their habit of putting so many labels on people that put them in boxes. And maybe we should acknowledge that black men are the experts in their own experience and we should put their well being above our jack off material. And as a slut who's had more men from different races and ethicities than the United Nations, I can tell you there are big penises and small penises in every group.

For a second I was wonder if you're my partner that opened an account here 🤣 he loves whoring my hole and organizing gang fucks on me so he could eat my cum filled hole

Every man is different. I know one guy who has to stop jerking off for a few days before having sex so he could perform/feel in the mood. For myself, it varies on the situation, how I feel physically/mentally, even the time of year. There are days when I could jerk off 3-4 times a day for several days and not feel myself losing any sexual motivation/desire. If you want to cum a ton, then wait. If you want to hype yourself up, starving yourself of any sexual pleasure could help or it could hurt. Does it boost you up when you don't cum or does it weaken your desire?

Part 5 My first appointment arrives at 8:30. It's one of the younger guys and he says nothing. He drops his pants and sits on the bed. Then he starts playing straight porn loudly on his phone. I know what to do. I put his cock in my mouth. I suck it, lick it, swallow it, anything I can think of to get him off. After a few minutes, his breathing picks up and he lets out a big sigh. A nice warm load to cum fills my mouth. Seeing that doesn't want to acknowledge me, I take my time slowly swallowing it down. It's a tasty load and I didn't eat breakfast this morning. At 9:30, my first fuck of the day arrives. He's an older guy, maybe the oldest here. What he does shocks me: he kisses me. Hard and deep. None of these men have even acknowledged my mouth other than it being a cum receptacle. Then he slowly removes my clothes and lays me on the bed, just my frail pale skin and a locked away dick. He fingers my nipples, then sucks on them like they're tits. It feels amazing. He works his way down my body, kissing every part. He even kisses the head of my penis through the cage. Then he lifts up my legs and dives his big hot tongue in my pussy. Fuck! I did not expect any of this at all. Once I'm well lubed with saliva and moaning like the whore I am, he inserts his cock. He fucks me missionary style and stares deep into my eyes. He keeps calling me Maria, maybe that's his wife's name? Finally, his whole body shakes as his cock erupts inside me. He collapses on top of me and kisses me again, the taste of my pussy on his lips and tongue. I wish this never had to end, but his break is over. By 10:30, I am recovered and ready for more. The next man is no lover. He wants to fuck my mouth, and that he does. I choke down his cock as his big hairy nutsack slaps against my face. He cums violently down my throat and it's hard not to choke, but I manage. Good thing I've practiced so much on black football players back on campus. I get a break from the fun part of my job to set up for lunch. I know Luis has plans for me, so I need everything ready early. When the clock strikes noon, the door opens and eight sweaty Mexican men pile in the trailer. Some look at me and others don't. They make their way to the table to eat. Luis is last in the room. When he approaches me I ask, "Do you want to eat or fuck first?" He gives me an evil grin and says, "Both." He pulls out a chair, drops his pants, and sits down. Then he grabs a sandwich from the table and starts to unwrap it. "Get to work," he says. "Right here? We have a bed now. Maybe we should..." Luis lifts up his gold chain and jingles the chastity key as the room starts to fill with laughter. "Yes sir," I say as I approach his chair. "Fuck yourself," is all Luis says. I take it from there. I drop my skirt and panties and face away from Luis, so all the men can watch as they eat. How I wish I had those poppers that are sitting by the bed right now. Thankfully I'm opened and lubed from the lovemaking session earlier. I start to lower my ass onto Luis' cock, which is standing straight in the air. I grab his cock and direct its head into my opening, my hands not able to wrap all the way around it. I start to lower myself into it and wince in pain as his head enters my hole. The men are loving it. Chants of "white whore" start up again, which motivates me to keep going. And of course some are filming it. As Luis eats his lunch, I work my way down until I'm fully impaled on his cock. It feels amazing yet painful. I can feel him poking my guts. I pause to let my hole get used to the feeling, but Luis' deep voice quickly reminds me, "Fuck yourself, boy!" With that instruction, I begin bouncing up and down on his cock. It feels amazing, like I'm being probed by a Mexican god. Every time I'm all the way down, I feel the heat of his enormous balls, full of seed. In this moment, I wonder if Luis has any children and think of how jealous I am of any women he's knocked up. I continue to fuck myself and Luis shows no sign of cumming. The men continue to eat their lunches, stare at me, and shout things to each other in Spanish. Fuck, this feels so good. Then, it happens. Out of nowhere, I have the most intense orgasm of my life. I moan like the whore I am as boy cream erupts from the piss hole in my chastity cage. I've never cum without touching myself and am shocked this is happening. This only makes the men laugh and cheer harder. As exhausted and euphoric as I feel, I know I can't stop until Luis breeds me. I keep pounding my hole over his cock until I finally hear that familiar growl and he starts to erupt inside me. He taps me to indicate he's finished and I slowly stand up and remove his massive tool from my stretched hole. Luis then commands me to "clean up the mess you made." I get down on the floor and lick up the pile of my own boycum. As I do so, my open and cum filled hole is on display for the men to enjoy. I feel humiliated. I feel used. But I feel right. I have the best job in the fucking world.

Part 2 It's noon, and I have the men's lunch order ready for them on the big table, just like every day. This is their hour to cool off in the trailer and get away from work. The door opens and here they come. All eight of the sweaty Mexican men. Some are older, some are younger. All are in good shape and much bigger than me. For some reason, they're not making eye contact with me. Then Luis comes in, closes the trailer door, and locks it. That's a first. "Luis, what's going on? Don't they want to eat lunch?" I ask, afraid I've upset them. "No, they want you. I told them you were a white whore and what you did." Luis says. "My job is to make you guys happy. I'm here for you," I respond. Luis then says something in Spanish and the men jump into action. A couple of them approach me while the others start removing the food wrappers from the table. The two who come over to me smile. They grab at my clothing and start taking it off. First my tight tank top. Then they pull off my sandals. Now they grab my shorts and yank them straight down and off, exposing my pink jock strap. I always wear a jock because it feels natural and I want to be ready in case a situation arises for action. The men are talking about me in Spanish. I don't know what they're saying but I can tell it's about me. Then the two men who undressed me lift me up. My scrawny frame is no challenge for them. They carry me over to the now bare table and lay me down on it. I notice that while I was being undressed, some of the other men were taking off their clothes too. Just seconds after I feel the cold tabletop on my back, I am surrounded by cocks. Some are large, some are thick, some are both. They all have one thing in common: they're attached to balls that are loaded with cum. These men need relief and Luis told them I was going to give it to them. "Get to work." Luis shouts from across the room. I open my mouth wide and a man shoves his meat right in. There's no easing in. No foreplay. I almost gag at first but I'm distracted as two men grab my hands and wrap them around their cocks. I start to jerk them off and their cocks grow in my hands. If that isn't enough excitement, I feel more hands feeling my ass. It doesn't take long before a big Mexican finger is penetrating my hole. I moan around the massive cock lodged deep in my throat. Now I have two fingers in my ass, then three. They waste no time preparing me for their cocks. My attention goes from my ass to my mouth as the man lets out a moan and blows his massive load down my throat. I don't even taste it because it's straight down into my stomach. He then pulls out of my mouth and it only takes seconds for another cock to replace it. This one tastes like sour sweat. He wants to fuck my face and I let him. Then I feel a hot splash on my chest. One of the guys I was jerking off blew his load all over me. The men prepping my hole reach up and scoop the cum off my chest, using it to now lube my hole and I assume their cocks. As I continue to get face fucked and jerk off more cocks, I feel my legs raise up in the air. Then I can feel the heat and pressure of a large cockhead at my hole. I can't help but gasp as the cock enters me with force. These men know what they're doing. I get distracted again as the man fucking my face starts to shoot his load in my mouth. I can taste this one before I swallow it. Just in time for another cock to take its place in my mouth. As another hand job recipient shoots his seed on my body, the cock in my ass bottoms out. I can feel his big meaty nutsack against my smooth boy skin. He's pumping away at my hole like it's the last one he'll ever fuck. I realize there is a line behind him waiting for their turns so he needs to hurry. As I continue to suck and jerk off cocks, I feel the big one inside me pulse and shutter. The man empties his load deep inside me and is rushed off by the others. Before I can relax my ass, another big Mexican cock slides right inside. This one is much less painful but just as big, if not larger. As another man shoots his load in my throat and pulls away, another cock replaces it. But this man looks familiar. He's the one who fucked my ass first. He's ready to be cleaned off, so that's what I do. I can taste the combination of his seed and my ass. Mmmm. Soon, another load is dumped in my guts and that man pulls out. I am losing count of how many loads I've taken. Then I hear a familiar voice yell, "Stop!" It's Luis. He approaches the table and smiles. "My turn," is all he says. Some of the men help me sit up and reposition me so my stomach is down on the now cum-drenched table and my ass hangs in the air. In this new position, I'm surprised to see the other men are pulling their pants back up and grabbing their lunch. This will be their entertainment. A couple even grab their phones and are clearly filming me. I know from earlier that Luis has a massive cock. He's got to have the biggest one here, which explains why he's basically in charge. With no need for lube, Luis lines his cockhead with my hole, then grabs my hips. He swiftly yanks my hips and drives his monster cock inside me. I can't help but let out a squeal. The men cheer as I do. I've never felt this full of cock in my life. Luis stars pumping away at my ass. He's calling me a white whore and then all the men start to cheer it. "White whore! White whore!" I try to take it all in but my main concern is not breaking in half. It seems like he will never finish. This isn't just him fucking me for pleasure. He's showing his dominance to the others and they are loving it. Finally, Luis grabs my hips again and pulls me in as far as I can go. My cock is clearly in my guts at this point. Then he lets out an animal like growl and shoots his load inside me. I can actually feel the sperm filling my insides. He leans forward and lays on top of me with his cock still plugged in my hole. He holds up my head and places his on top. He says something in Spanish and one of the guys comes close to takes a photo with his phone. "Smile!" is all Luis says to me. I do as I'm told and pose like an animal that's been hunted. Luis pulls out of me and a gush of cum seeps out of my hole and onto the table. He grabs my head and moves it down to the table, my face eye to eye with the cum pile. I lap up the pile of jizz like a dog and the men cheer again. The lunch hour is almost over, so the men finish their meals and head back outside. I'm left with a sore mouth, sore ass, and lots of cleaning to do.

Chapter 7 I heard his voice in an adjoining hall so I got out and closed his door and went to my room. He was getting closer and talking to someone. He said he was thirsty and would be out soon. He wanted to get the tase of the piss out of his mouth. I wondered if he had the taste of Ass also. I heard he kid get in his locker and a bottle of water open. I knew that he was doing what I said. My Pone vibrated and it was him saying OK to my message. I asked if he was getting any play yet/ He cam back and said “ Some “. I guessed he was trying to keep it low that he was just drinking cum and eating ass. I knew that before the end of the night I would have him sucking cum out of an ass. I got another buzz on my phone. It was my Friend and he said he should be there in an hour or so. I told him what the room number were and he came back and asked how the Kid was doing. I relied “ Got 3 loads, some stretching by me, and 2 guys ate his ass and sucked him off, and then they took him to the showers and pissed on him and had him drinking from the tap”. I sent it and stopped, the kid was ruffling around in his room. I had my door open since he could see me thru the hood and his door was still closed. Then I heard the mattress slapping back down. He got real quiet and then in a low voice he said that burns. I knew it was giving himself the second bump. I purposely let some on the outside so that after he unwrapped it he should get some in his rectum. I Hoped I would hear it an di was thrilled to hear it. I tested my Friend to tell him what he had done. The Kid got quiet for a while. I had told him to be ass up and really for a few minutes after the booty bumps so it would take effect. While I was laying there with a hardon another guy cam in and started sucking me. He had a great mouth and I wondered if we could give the kid lessons on cock sucking. After he got me real hard he stood up, turned around and sat down on my cock, He had trouble getting it in, He was really tight and got part of it in and about the time I was going to grab his hips and force it up his chute he got up and left. I could tell he wasn’t real clean, probably a new person to anal sex. I was going to get up and go clean off when the kid came out of his room, he saw my cock and proceeded to clean it off in his mouth. This totally shocked me. He did the same as the other guy and tuned around and sat down on it. He was working it in, he had tightened up some and was having problems getting it in. I could feel some of the cum in his ass coating my cock. He rose up once an di grabbed his hips and pulled him down. The action caused him to loose his footing and he fell down, impaling himself on my cock. He yelled and loudly said “ Shit “. I cold feel the cum and booty bum in his ass. He lifted up about half way and let himself back down and ground his ass down on my cock trying to get every inch in his ass. I knew my cock was pressing the booty bump into the walls of his mancunt. A guy waked by at that time and saw what was happening. He got down and stared licking the kids cock and balls. The kid was in heaven. I couldn’t even tell what he was saying anymore. The guy wormed a finger up the kids ass, then a second and eventually a third. That kids ass was stretched and stuffed. I was slowly pumping up into the Kids ass when the guy stared pushing a finger n mine. I wasn’t ready to cum yet so I had to stop him. The Kid was wired and was shaking with the drugs and excitement of the moment

I'm a Pussyboy bottom/younger person (I really get into [banned word]/age play; I love playing an 8 y.o. little boy). Would like to find regulars to use and breed my little boy pussy good... I can host; can possibly travel, too (no car, use bus/Uber). parTy friendly, too.

As promised, here's some of the good stuff. Plan for more to come...pun intended. ______________________________________________________________________ Chapter 2 “Sons of the Scorpion, is everything at the ready?” intoned the Leader (as I had named the older guy in my head). I did my best not to giggle (talk about inappropriate laughter) at his oratorical tone as if he was a high priest or something, but a snicker escaped me. The Leader stopped and looked down at me. “Do not mock us,” he said in a harsher tone. “For soon you will be one of us.” I restrained further laughter and an eye roll with difficulty, but he seemed seriously peeved with me. And Mike unobtrusively nudged my right leg with his foot, which I took to be a warning. I’d play along with whatever weird game these guys were into, but it was hard to take them seriously with all this rigmarole. Sons of the Scorpion? If these guys were into astrology, then they were in for a rude shock. I was not a Scorpio – my birthday was in August, I was a Virgo. “Yes, all is ready Father,” intoned all the others, including Mike. “Is the novice you have brought before us fully prepared, Prefect? And is he truly a virgin?” “Yes he is, Father,” replied Mike. Wow, Mike had a title. “Then let us begin the initiation,” the Leader…oops, I mean “Father of the Sons of the Scorpion” intoned. “Acolytes, begin the Communion of Lust.” Exactly 10 guys stepped forward; all were on the short side (like me, probably no more than 5’8” or 5’9”), but every build from slightly chubby to swimmer’s to muscle-boy, smooth to lightly hairy and a mix of races. That diversity thing. They walked towards the platform; I recognized the first one to reach me, he had chestnut hair and bright blue eyes, I think his name was Aaron? I cudgeled my fuzzy brain for a clue as to how I knew that, and then I remembered: when I first came in, he’d been cuddled up with some guy and necking so deeply that it looked like they were trying to lick each others' tonsils. They stopped long enough for an introduction. One of his companions, a little blond muscle guy also approached, and they took the silk sheet off of me, and carefully folded it as if it were an American flag. They handed the silk sheet to the Lea…Father, and then returned to me, each taking one of my legs, putting them in the stirrups, and then bound them in place with more velvet rope. “Now, just a second here,” I shouted. The entire room went still and I saw Mike bury his face in his hands. “SILENCE!” roared the Father. “Look, Daddy Scorpion, I’m not one of your ‘sons’ so don’t take that tone with me.” “You are even less than one of my sons at the moment, so do not blaspheme in this space,” the Father said in a cold tone. “Continue the Communion,” he said. I heard a click, and felt a jar. I lifted my head, and a portion of the platform had been lowered. Aaron knelt before me, leaned forward, pressed his face into my ass and took a loud sniff, then exhaled sharply over my hole. I gasped at the feeling, and immediately my dick stirred. Next, he began to kiss my anus, teasing little touches that made me quiver and squirm. I’d never felt anything like it, never dreamed I could feel anything like it. Then he added his lips, his tongue, and I felt his tongue penetrate me. By now I was panting and fully erect. “Yes,” said the Father. “He will make an excellent acolyte, a true Brother in Lust” I wasn’t laughing now. Aaron stood, walked over to me, and kneeled over my face, flipped up the back of his loin cloth and pushed his ass over my nose. I tried to turn my head, but the Father knelt and held my head in place. At the same moment, I felt and heard another of the – what did he call them? – Acolytes, that’s it, repeating the routine that Aaron had initiated. “This is your initiation into our communion,” he said. “Do not resist, or there will be consequences.” Since I was tied up and in no position to argue, I decided I’d better not push this guy. He was seriously cray-cray, obviously, and I needed to cooperate so I’d get out of here in one piece. “Yes, inhale deeply the scent of a true Acolyte of the Scorpion.” I did as he told me. Actually, Aaron didn’t have a heck of a lot of scent. He was scrupulously clean, though there was a trace of musk. “My son Aiden, continue the ritual of communion. Initiate, you will now pay further tribute to my son: kiss his ass, the Omphalos of Pleasure.” I did as he asked, while Aaron squirmed above me, and pushed his firm, round butt against my mouth. “Lick it!” the Father ordered. “Abandon yourselves to the osculum infame, the obscene kiss. Do not be content with the lips of his asshole – bury your tongue inside of him.” Aaron whimpered with pleasure as I followed the orders I was given, humping on my tongue, and chanting “Ave libidinem” breathlessly. “Take him in your mouth,” the Father ordered, and Aaron leaned forward and closed his mouth over my aching dick. “Do not allow him to discharge, but take him to the edge.” Aaron was a world-class cocksucker. He had this way of licking with his tongue as his head bobbed up and down on me. I moaned, nearing climax, and Aaron immediately stopped. “Excellent, my son,” the Father praised him. “Bring the receptacle for his seed,” he ordered. What felt like a glass dish was placed on my chest. “Spill your cum into the dish, so that it may join with the others when the time has come,” I heard Father Scorpio say. I couldn’t tell if he meant me, but since my hands were otherwise occupied, I assumed he didn’t expect me to think myself to orgasm, though this was incredibly erotic as it turned out. Who would’ve thunk it? Aaron was rubbing his ass against my lips, pressing as hard as he could; from the sounds and his movements, I gathered that he was beating himself off and going to ejaculate into the dish. And then what would they do with it? Ugh, I hope they weren’t expecting me to drink it. I had a world-class gag reflex, and would likely vomit it back up. Aaron’s movements were getting more frantic, he was grunting and gyrating, and then I heard him moan, and felt his cum shoot on my chest, just beyond the dish. “Gather it up, do not lose a drop,” the Father ordered. “Place it in the receptacle.” I felt a sucking sensation and heard a wheeze, like a squeeze bottle. Aaron turned around and kissed me full on the mouth, then got down from the platform. The little stud muffin blond took his place kneeling over me, and yet another of the Acolytes was working on my ass. Each of the 10 Acolytes was called forward and repeated the ritual (what else could I call it) down to the letter, though most of them managed to hit the “receptacle.” After the final one finished, the glass dish was taken off my chest. Mike kneeled next to me. “How do you like your initiation?” he whispered against my ear. I just groaned in reply, glad it was over. My erection was painful; the only other time I’d been anywhere near as turned on was when one of high school BFs and I had experimented with a 69 position, sucking each other’s dicks. That was kid’s play compared to this, but at the time it felt so wild. “I will deposit the Acolytes’ seed in the initiate,” said the Father, and I raised my head as far as I could. He was kneeling between my legs, holding the dish, and what looked like a nasal syringe. He put it in the dish full of semen, and drew all of it in. With an evil grin, he inserted the nozzle in my ass. “Your first seed of the night,” he said. “No, not there,” I begged. “Please, I’ll do anything.” “You will do as I say,” he said, “including taking this holy, charged, seed. It is your first gift.” He pushed the bulb, and I felt the slippery stuff go inside of me. “Now, while it is fresh, Prefect, begin,” he declaimed. Mike kneeled over my face as had each of the acolytes, and took off his loin cloth. He pressed his asshole over my nose. Unlike the Acolytes, his butt was quite musky, the odor strong. I tried to turn away, but he crossed his ankles behind my head, and kept it in place. “Yes,” hissed the Father. “Inhale the scent of a true man, a true Son of the Scorpion. You will be his consort to do with as he pleases.” I could hardly breathe; he changed the angle slightly, and his ass was over my mouth. “Kiss him, lick him, worship he who will be your lover, your master. Do not hold back, you must experience ever scent, every taste, every touch. Ave libidinem!” he shouted. “Fratres, in cupiditate” answered all the others, including Mike, was pressing his ass hard against my mouth. I had no choice, I kissed his ass, then licked it, then inserted my tongue in his rectum. He jolted and moaned, reached back, and pulled my face into his butt. “Yes, Ave libidinem,” Mike chanted, and was answered by the assembly. The he released my held, and turned around. His dick looked immense; it was veiny and thick and twitching. Pre-cum drooled from the tip. I saw that on his right hip he had a tattoo – a scorpion superimposed over that odd symbol that was on the sheet that had covered me earlier. Mike brought the dripping head to my mouth, and I knew what was expected. I parted my lips, and he inserted his already hard dick in my mouth and began to thrust. Predictably, I began to choke, but he didn’t let up, kept pressing it on me. Tears ran down my face, and I was certain I would pass out or vomit. “Do not discharge in his mouth,” the Father intoned. Phew, I thought, as the hard dick was taken out of my mouth just in time. “Place it in his boy cunt, his hole. Breed him, bring him into the light of positivity and out of the darkness of negativity. Join your seed and his blood so that you may be one, and he will be one with us.” What! Bareback? Were these people crazy? “No,” I screamed. “Stop, please stop…” Mike released my legs, and took them over his shoulders, I tried to struggle, and the Father leaned down and slapped my face. “Do not resist. This is your place in our brotherhood. This is your place in the world from this moment forward, and you will revel in it.” Mike leaned forward to kiss away my tears, and whispered in my ear “I’ll make it good for you, I promise.” He kissed my lips, and I had a sudden stabbing memory of being in his bed, exchanging the same melting kisses. And somehow my erection hadn’t subsided, even though I was frightened. I wondered if they’d done something to make that happen – Viagra? Mike pulled back, and I saw him push down his rigid dick, and he began to push it against my anus. I flinched, but he held me in place. “Look at me, Darrell,” he said. His eyes were mesmerizing, sherry brown and the expression on his face was one of sheer bliss. He pushed past all resistance, and it felt as if a burning brand had been put inside of me. I whimpered again, and he stroked my dick and balls as he went in further and further, invading me, taking over all my senses. Finally, I felt his balls and pubic hair against my tender, depilated skin. Then he drew back, and pushed in again. It hurt, but now it felt like he was hitting a hot spot inside of me that I didn’t know was there. Again, and again, over and over, his thrusts growing stronger, and we both began to pant. It was as if no one else was there, time had stopped, and the only important thing was the sex that we were having. I realized that sex was too tame and pallid a word; this was a mating, I would be his, already was if I were to be honest. He seemed to sense the shift, or maybe it was because I was angling my hips towards him, joining in his rhythm. “Ave libidinem,” he said. “Say it with me.” And he leaned over, and began to lick my nipples, and then kiss and lick my neck and ears – my other hotspots. The words tore out of me, “Ave libidinem!” I screamed, over and over again. Distantly I could hear that everyone in the room had joined our chant, and then over it I heard a voice that sounded like mine shouting “Yes, fill me, breed me, don’t stop! Give me your cum, I want it! I need it!” Mike’s thrusts picked up in speed and force. He was ramming his dick against me, and I could hear him began to grunt with each thrust. The harder he fucked me, the closer I came to my own orgasm, and he hadn’t touched me after he had fully embedded his dick in my ass. Finally he slammed against me even harder and roared “Ave libidinem! He is mine!” He gave three final thrusts against me; I could feel his dick swell and spasm inside me, felt his warm sperm coating my insides and that pushed me over the edge. I began to come like a geyser, my own semen splashing in my face. Mike had collapsed on top of me, and I could feel his heartbeat still racing. We were both panting, the others were still chanting, but nothing but this man who had taken me and in the process given me such unbelievable pleasure really registered. He braced himself on his elbows, and kissed me ravenously. My Father in Lust untied my arms. He gave me a wicked grin, then commanded, “Again. Meld all the seed inside him, mix the DNA together and ensure that he receives the gift. Ave libidinem.”

Good rules but this top actually prefers hairy ass-pussy. that hair around the sphincter adds just the right amount of texture when Im dicking it.