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This week in the Dutch news it's been announced that thanks to PrEP infection rates have dropped by 95% per cent. 200 people are said to have caught the virus in 2010. In 2022 that rate is reported as being 9 people. As a result of this PrEP will be rolled out from August 2024 and available to all who want it, providing they can afford the 30 euro a month for it.

I fuck bare. I shoot deep inside. No pull outs ever. I turn down covered fucks and guys wanting bb but pull outs. I want you to take my seed and keep it inside as long as possible. The bottoms I fuck desire seed. They work for it and will get it from me. Sometimes more than one load! It’s so natural!

Chapter 1 - So it begins My friend Dave decided he wanted to do something special for me for my birthday. We’ve played together a lot in the past and had only recently started partying together. The last time we met, we smoked a good amount, and he fucked me, bred me and played in my ass. For the birthday event, he told me to plan for a few days of time off since he wanted to get me really spun. I was able to get a few days off from work, so I told him we’d be all set. I did a deep clean in the morning and a touchup later. Dave told me to show up at his house around 8. He has a playroom in the basement, with a sling and fuck bench, lots of toys, and some fetish clothing. The basement has a door to the outside at the back of his house. I got there, and Dave and I went down to the playroom. I stripped down to my Nasty Pig jock. Dave wanted me to wear one of his harnesses, so I slipped that on too. He had a pipe packed already so we lit the torch and started taking some deep hits. Dave can get hard even when he’s spun, so I hopped in the sling and put my feet in the stirrups. Dave rimmed my ass for a while, getting me ready for his cock. He has a great cock for my ass. It’s not really long, about 7”, but it’s really thick. He knows how to get my ass ready for his thickness before he shoves it in and then he can fuck for a long time. He has a nice hairy chest and a trimmed beard so I like that I can watch him as he fucks me deep. After a good rimming session, Dave decided that we should get a few more hits in so that I was really horny for his dick. He propped up my head so that I was able to stay in the sling while we smoked. After a few hits, we were both flying high. Dave put down the pipe, slid a freshly opened bottle of poppers within my reach, and stepped between my legs. While we gazed into each other’s eyes, he slowly slid his well lubed cock in my ass. Since he had rimmed me before, I was pretty opened for him. Dave really knows how to fuck. His cock has a nice mushroom head, so he’ll pull almost all the way out, then hold it there to stretch my hole before driving it back in to me. He changes the rhythm, and I can switch up my position in the sling so that his cock hits the walls of my ass differently. One of the other great things about getting fucked in a sling is that it lets me ride cock easily too. I was swinging back and forth on Dave’s dick and getting it in as deep as possible. I had reached down to let him in as deep as possible while sliding back and forth on his cock. I didn’t hear the door open, but I heard the distinctive click of the torch behind me. Then, a mouth was on mine, shotgunning a hit to me. I took in the hit, shared some back and started making out with the new guy. Still didn’t know who it was but I was feeling good and welcomed another guy to the party. When he pulled back, it turned out it was our buddy, Chris. We had all played before but never partied together. I smiled at him, and he gave me a knowing look that was also full of lust. Chris was wearing a chest harness that connected to his metal cock ring. He looked hot as fuck in the gear, with the harness nicely framing his pecs. He has a hairy chest and ass and loves to get his hole eaten. His hard cock was sticking straight out, with a drop of precum on the tip. I motioned him over and licked the head of his dick to taste the sweetness. Lucky for me, Dave had taken over control of the fuck and was still filling my hole with his thick cock. I got Chris’s cock all the way into my mouth so now I was being spit roasted by two hot studs. Dave and Chris started to make out when I realized that they were also sharing some smoke. On one of the hits, Chris pulled his cock out of my mouth and shared the smoke with me, followed by another passionate kiss. Dave pulled out of my ass and lowered my jock to suck my T dick. Even though it doesn’t get too hard, it’s still great to get it sucked. Chris then moved down and knelt before my ass and started rimming my well fucked hole. Now, I was getting sucked and rimmed at the same time, so I just laid back and enjoyed myself for a while. Chris had started to finger my ass, getting 3 fingers in. He was really working around my ass, in and out, and working around the hole. He pulled out and his relubed fingers worked back into my ass. This time, I felt a burn since he deposited a shard in my ass. Getting booty bumped is a favorite of mine but I’d never played like this with Chris. Then, Chris stood up and started teasing my hole with his cock. He has a longer and only slightly thinner cock than Dave. He usually cums pretty fast after getting in my ass so he likes to play around the hole, sticking the head in, then swirling around the outside. He worked around and just inside my hole, spreading lube and precum, then slowly slid all the way in. He got in easily since I was well fucked and relaxed. And spun. Chris had been fucking me for a surprisingly long time. Dave had moved up to feed me his cock which I happily cleaned off and sucked. He moved behind me so that I could also work his balls into my mouth. He likes having his balls sucked and I think the view while I’m doing that is awesome. Eventually, Chris pulled out. He still hadn’t cum, which was kind of odd for him. He helped me out of the sling for a brief rest and some hydration. Dave poured out some sports drink for us all and we sat on the sofa to take a break. I was in the middle and both of them took turns fingering around my hole. We smoked a little more and then I got back in the sling. Dave had lowered the head a little bit. This meant that while he was fucking me again, Chris was able to come around to my head, turn around and feed me his ass. He has a really hot ass. It’s got just the right amount of fur, and he has a hole that reacts to my tongue. I’ve managed to work my tongue really deep into his ass in the past, but this position didn’t allow for deep penetration. One of the other fantastic things about eating Chris’s ass is that he has an amazing natural smell. It’s a little musty and sweet and I love burying my face in his hole, knowing that his smell will stick to my face and beard for a while. My neck started to hurt from the weird position, and I was getting some crazy head rushes too, so Chris moved away and helped to raise my head back to a normal position. Dave decided to pull out and play with my ass again. Once more, I felt the burn of a shard that he deposited in my ass. Chris got back between my legs and started to finger my hole. Dave came up to let me suck his dick, but I needed to take some breaks from his cock since Chris was making my ass feel great. He was working in and out, and spreading his fingers when he was inside me. I was enjoying the sensations and reached down to spread my ass wider for him. I worked my hands over to my hole and was surprised to find that Chris had all his fingers in me and was working my hole with his thumb. We locked eyes and he checked if I was OK with what was going on. I nodded an enthusiastic yes so he kept working his thumb around my hole.

How about y’all fuck me and then we vote on which feature is best?

There may be one more: the advent of the hook-up apps? Around here, there are guys getting run down almost weekly because they're staring at their (presumably Grinder) apps, paying not whit's worth of attention to what's around them. It must be similar to the much-decried "addiction" that teens across the bored (!) have to their telephones. Recently I had to buy a new telephone, and I still get every kind of ad, offer, "come-on", every day. I've deleted as many as I can find, but they still keep coming. And, who ever anointed some people as "influencers" anyway? I wish there were still those old, black Bakelite telephones on a stand in the corner - when it rang, you picked it up and hollered "hello". If you weren't home, too damn bad - whoever it was would just have to try again.

found it!

If you’ve read any of my previous posts you’ll know I have a much younger fuck buddy who lives with me, Drew. He’s 23 to my 54. He loves Daddies and is turned on by older men. I love pounding his tight young ass. I’ve got a large group of fuck buddies my age that I’ve met over the years - easily over 20 and all tops or vers and Drew has a number of buddies around his age. This means getting a group together is easy - which is what I did last night. it’s natural for older men to enjoy fucking boys so I got Drew and 2 of his buddies and 5 of my buddies over so it was 3 boys and six daddies - one daddy to each end. We made the boys kneel on the couch and 3 us stood behind them and three of us stood in front of them. We were all well hard and ready to fuck. I gave the word and the six of us went balls deep up their asses and down their mouths. We fucked for over an hour swapping boys so the six of us had a shot in each boys mouth and asshole. We were so fucking close so we all shot our loads pretty much together giving each boy a mouth and ass full of cum. Drew’s ass was loaded by my buddy, Steve and he swallowed Dave’s load. I seeded Dwayne. The smell of sweat and sperm was so fukkin horny.

Stopped by the bookstore after the gym and got seven loads. As soon as I walked in and got in a booth, even though it was dead and not many in the store, I heard the door close. I put my ass against the hole and had a ten inch dick buried in my hole immediately. He worked me for about five mins and I think came twice in me, definitely once though as he pulled out and I was dripping. After a bottom tries to put his ass against the hole to get me to top him, I was about to leave before I felt his rock hard dick against my hole and slid in. I guess he gave up me breeding him. He started pumping my hole and shot another huge load in me. After a few other guys heard the wall movement from fucking, I ended up with another couple hung dicks and some smaller ones that shot huge loads. Left me dripping when I left. Definitely worth the 45 minutes.

Early today hooked up with a hot latino guy in his hotel room. When I walked in he was already hard showing off a big thick uncut cock. We traded off sucking each other and then he spit on his cock and my ass and fucked me missionary for a while. Then after more sucking I put him on his back and fucked his hungry hole until I bred him deep. Then he bent me over and fucked me hard and shot a huge load in my ass. We trading numbers and we are going to make this a regular thing.

Same here about a month or two ago. I couldn't be arsed to get a new account after it wouldn't let me log in with my password and username...... The site must have a bug..... I wonder if it's a poz virus 🤣🤣🤣

I think I’ve told the story on here before of a guy I hooked up with in Greenwich, London. It was the days of telephone ads and pre-apps. After our first meeting, he put some money in my hand - about £80, which was a lot back then. Thinking he’d misunderstood the terms of our meeting, I told him I didn’t expect anything in return, but he insisted I take it. It dawned on me that he got off in treating me like a paid whore. I was conflicted about it at first but rationalised it wasn’t for me to judge. I saw him a few times after that, not for the money but because he was fit. And each time the £80 was handed over. I put it to the massive phone bill I’d run up on the chat lines!

That, too. There are a lot of guys who get off on that. But they’re also R mini bottoms with whom I don’t share that little secret.

Fuuuck yeah luv cumsicles have an alpha always melts his saved loads to pour into my jockpussy first before he fucks me when we hookup so fukn hot cumsloppy af

Deep inside. Every time.

I booked a local room on a Saturday, (RRI =$120 vs. Bathhouse room = $30.) I got one mofo♨️ Mexican/American who knew what he wanted and what the game is. The rest of the night I was watching porn, and messaging sniffies & BBRT players on my phone=ALONE. Dude on sniffies the day before got 14 men in 4 hours, he left b4 I could breed it. I just think hotels may be a younger mans game to win. What say y'all? xox

I'm bottom and see a difference in some guys who cum inside and others that are breeding you. Breeders have an intent to get their cum deep as they can even if they aren't really hung, all of their loads, and want me to keep it inside and not try pushing it out. A couple came back in 1-8 hours to see if I'm holding and they always bred me again. One married guy called me latenight after a dinnertime fuck to send an asspic to show his cum oozing out. Breeders have an attitude they're marking your body with their DNA.

and your toxic cum

I think there are two broad groups of factors at play here (no pun intended). Certainly, all of the things mentioned thus far (COVID, gentrification, squandering of revenues, and long before these, HIV) have taken their toll. But in theory, none of those should be fatal to the business concept if it's sound. Virtually every other type of business shuttered temporarily by COVID re-opened; if gentrifying forces drive a bathhouse out of a gayborhood, there's always somewhere else, on the periphery, that's the "next place" that someone can develop. If it closes because the owners/managers put all the profits up their noses or into their veins, well, demand should result in something similar taking its place with leadership less beholden to "substances" (as they're euphemistically called). And while HIV shut down a lot of bathhouses originally, quite a few had weathered that storm and/or reopened with at least a token nod towards safer sex, even if virtually nobody was using the free condoms any longer. But I think what's really going on at the same time is a gradual shift away from that entire bathhouse culture, with it becoming a niche that can't operate sustainably in most markets. I'm neither saluting nor condemning that shift, just noting it. When I came out right at the end of the 1970's, it was pretty much every gay boy's dream to move to the big city and throw oneself into a life of readily available sex 24/7, especially at the baths, without having to worry about bringing people home or to a shared apartment or whatever. Due to decades of work pushing public acceptance of gays, an awful lot of those gay boys today want nothing more elaborate than a good husband to come home to. I think some baths will hang on for years to come. But I'd be shocked if we saw a net increase in their numbers in the US, at least, or in any given city here. I think they're like drive-in theaters: something many of us remember fondly, but still fully aware of their drawbacks. And I think what we'll see, before too long, is that a bunch of them are going to shut down simply because there just isn't the demand there once was, and the coming generations just won't have an interest.

I'm on a cruise in the Greek Islands right now. Checked Grindr the first day of the cruise and there was a headless torso pic in a speedo. "Gap Year collecting loads". A 20 year old on the cruise with his parents and his profile says he has his own room. "Anonymous cumdump or however you want it" he says. I messaged him and he gave me his room number within 3 exchanges, says the door is open and to come pump and dump. We are on day 4 of the cruise and I've fucked him 6 times. He's a cute kid, fun to see him out and about at night with his parents knowing that he is full of cum from men on the ship. Today he claimed he has collected more than 50 loads so far in his ass and mouth. I don't doubt it since this ship has a group of 40 gays and I have already pumped 6 loads into his hole myself.

Part 4. A few summers ago, my husband Max and our friends Donald and John were spending a warm summer day at the beach. Donald and John are also a couple. It was hot and it wasn't all because of the warm sunshine. All the hot men around me in speedos and their big bulges. I've never understood swimming shorts. Why do men wear them? Fortunately, most of the men on the beach wore speedos. The circling of the bulges made me hot though. It was a nice day, but watching the bulges made me incredibly horny. At some point I told Max and the guys that I had to go to the bathroom. Fortunately, no one else wanted to go along. Of course, I didn't head to the restaurant, which also had a toilet, but instead to the bushes behind the beach. I had read online that the bushes had become a well-known cruising spot for gay men. Soon I found three men in speedos in the bushes, who were jerking off in a circle. I crept up to them and they nodded in agreement. I took out my own cock and a 50-year-old man grabbed it and started jerking. The men's hard cocks looked lovely, so I knelt down in front of the men and took the nearest cock into my mouth. The cock tasted salty and smelled of sweat. I also tasted two other cocks. But since I was in a hurry to get back to the beach, I decided to be straightforward. I stood up and lowered the speedos to below my buttocks and turned my ass towards the men. Immediately I felt hands on my buttocks and hole. One of the guys said "you greedy slut. Do you have condoms with you"? "No," I replied. "There's no way, I'm not going to stick my bare dick in a hole that offers itself to completely unknown men in the bush," said the youngest man, about 30 years old. "Me neither," said another younger man as well. The older one, about 50 years old, said that he is not interested in rubbers. "Raw feels much better and it's always a pleasure to seed young greedy cumdumps". The older man pressed his bare cock in my ass and the younger ones took turns in my mouth. All three of them fucked me like a bitch, which was good because I should be hurrying to the beach next to my husband. One of the young men shot in my mouth and I swallowed all the sperm. The 50-year-old also sped up and whispered "take my sperm". One of the younger guys jerked furiously and started spraying his sperm into my mouth, face and hair. I'm sure I looked like a really horny slut in the bushes. The men stuffed their used cocks back into their speedos and set off on their journeys. I too began to rush back to the beach. I put on my speedo and on the way I tried to clean my face and hair from the sperm. I wiped my face with my hand and licked it clean. I really hoped I could clean up all the sperm spills. When I arrived on the beach with our towels, Max was already worried about where I had gone. I told him that I had bumped into my co-worker Karen on the way, with whom I had been talking, and that's why I was late on the way. When I had settled on my towel between Max and Donald, I noticed that there was a wet spot on the front of my own speedos. The head of my cock had been wet with precum when I had pulled the speedos on. I quickly turned over to lie on my stomach so the wet patch wouldn't show. At the same time, I was hoping I could keep my hole tight so the older man's sperm wouldn't leak out and wet the back of my speedos. After I had laid on my stomach on the towel for a while, I felt Donald's fingers in my hair. Donald took something from my hair between his fingers and then put his fingers in his own mouth. I looked at Donald in shock. It had to be sperm, I was caught. But Donald looked straight into my eyes and winked at me.

I love watching my big Dick bud do both or skull fucked him

I get most of my fucking at clubs just because it means multiple loads. The first load is always amazing because you remember the first touch, the first cockhead breaching your hole and leaning back into the thrust, and then the build up and gasp as they slam home to plant their seed deep inside, the slow softening of their cock as they slip out and the dribble of that first load. After that your ass is silky smooth and the next cock, and the next one is easier. Each is different, each thrust and technique, each size, and each coming - I love the groan build up and big release, the guy who wants to explore every part of your ass, the fast dumper. And then each load makes the next one better, the fingers that tentatively explore and you can feel their cock stiffen as they feel how sloppy you are, the slow withdrawal and the leaking of cum out of a filled hole. The best moments are when I get a chain - the first guy triggers 2 or 3 others, and barely has one cock left when another is pushing through the sloppy stickiness to drop their load. Typically I will go to a club and then with a filled hole, head up to the Heath to open my ass up in the dark, and the smell of cum in the open air draws in guys, and in the dark the sense of touch and smell take over, their fingers feel the wetness, their nostrils fill with scent of fresh cum, and I can pick up at least another few loads before heading home exhausted, full and with a smile on my face!

Actually...these would be perfect. Guy too 😉

The Private Party 2 So I've been going to a private sex party for a few months. I wrote about it back in October. It's been a lot of fun. Every time I go I clean myself inside and out with lotion and fully lubed up. Then I lock myself in a chastity cock cage and when I get there I am stripped and locked into a spreader bar that holds my hands and ankles together, forcing me face down and ass up, my hole exposed and helpless for anyone to use until I'm set free. I wear nothing but a jock that allows full access to my hole. All the regulars know me and take turns using my hole and shooting load after load of risky cum deep inside me while they grunt away their pleasure and cause me to moan out mine. I know some, maybe even most of the loads I've been taking are charged and it is pretty much inevitable that sooner or later my ass will be knocked up. Some of the guys have even told me they are high VL and a few even that their loads were med resistant so even if I am on PrEP (which I'm not, so my ass is very fertile) I will still get charged up by their strain. Well, I'm going to the January party tomorrow, but this time I know I don't have to worry about getting pozzed. Last week I wasn't feeling well so I went to the free sex clinic and got tested... Sure enough. Poz. The doctors want to put me on meds, but I think I will hold off until something happens. Well, I'm still looking forward to continuing to attend the parties... Maybe one of these times I will go to the party and be looking for bottoms instead of taking more loads...

PART I In the summer of my senior year in high school, I had just turned 18, I suddenly started looking less like a boy and more like a man. I gained 20 pounds of muscle, jumping two full weight classes on the wrestling team. My chest became muscular and defined almost overnight. My boyish stomach developed into six distinct muscles that flexed and tightened on demand. In addition, my ass wasn’t flat anymore - it was a genuine bubble butt, a jockboy muscle ass. Even my dick seemed to get fatter and longer. Girls started noticing me. And something else started happening, also: when I walked around town, the occasional man would shoot hungry glances at me, devouring me with his eyes. The truth is, I wanted to be devoured, and every night, when I quietly jacked my dick under the covers, I’d think about my wrestling coach, Mr. Pitt. He was in his late 30s, with jet-black hair and dark, playful, wolfish eyes. He always had a thick layer of scruff on his square jaw, and his torso was just fucking perfect: I’d never seen him with his shirt off, but he definitely had a hairy chest, and his hard pecs were always visible under his tight-fitting polo shirt. From the moment I met the guy, I jacked off almost every night wondering what his cock looked like, imagining what it would be like to touch that chest, that hair, those nips. The assistant wrestling coach, Mr. Strickland, was every bit as hot. A former college wrestler now in his mid-20s, he was a dirty-blond, green-eyed Midwestern jock dude with a massive bulge in his crotch. One time I happened to see him playing basketball shirtless, and I just stopped and stared: his schlong bounced up and down in his loose gym shorts, and his muscled chest was covered with a sexy layer of dark-blond fur. Coach Pitt and Coach Strickland—the brown-haired dude and the blond guy. They were like the Hardy Boys, all grown up, strutting around the halls of our high school with their dress pants stretched tight around their cocks. At the beginning of my senior year, Coach Pitt started paying a lot more attention to me. He made me team captain. He and I would often demonstrate wrestling moves together, and sometimes his hand would linger on my ass after he’d pinned me to the mat. And like all team captains at our school, I was responsible for helping him clean up the equipment after practice - which meant that I got to the locker room 30 minutes late every night, after all my teammates were gone. Then I’d shower by myself, get dressed, and head home. But something funny happened about a week before Christmas: after my shower, I was toweling off in front of my locker, bending over the bench to grab my briefs. And I swear I felt someone staring at me. I turned back toward Coach Pitt’s office, but he was concentrating on some paperwork at his desk. I began slipping my briefs up my calves and thighs, snapping the elastic around my butt, and again I sensed someone was watching - but when I looked up, Coach Pitt wasn’t looking at all. I figured my mind was just playing tricks on me. The next night was even weirder. After I got dressed, I walked past Coach Pitt’s office. His office was composed of two rooms: the front room facing the lockers, and a back room suited for physical therapy and private meetings. The door to the backroom was just barely open, and through the crack I could see Coach watching something on a computer. His back was turned to me, but as I looked closer, I could see that it was porn. And not just any porn - it was gay porn. From what I could tell, Coach Pitt had both of his hands on his cock, jacking like crazy to a scene where some dude was pounding a tight muscle hole. But then he suddenly froze in place, as if he could sense me watching. He tilted his head to the side, listening. And before he could turn around, I ducked out of the locker room and into the night. The next day was the last day of school before Christmas break. As I showered up, Coach Pitt poked his head into the shower room. “Hey, buddy,” he said. I looked over at him. He was only wearing a towel loosely draped around his hips. I stared at his perfect hairy chest, his taut abs, the dense thicket of hair just above his cock bulge. His body was even hotter than I’d imagined in all my jack-off fantasies. A few moments passed before I realized that I was staring. Startled, I looked toward the wall. “Didn’t mean to scare you, Lance,” Coach said, cracking a devilish grin. “Do you mind if I shower in here? The shower in my office is on the fritz.” I shrugged, trying not to reveal my excitement. “Cool,” I managed to croak. He swaggered to the opposite wall and turned on a showerhead. Meanwhile, my cock, no longer a boy’s little dick, but a man’s cock, fat and veiny, began to throb and grow. Then I heard his voice “You’re looking really great these days, Lance.” I turned around to look at him, and saw something I hadn’t even dared to see in my dreams. Coach Pitt stood under a full stream of water, his eyes closed, his face turned upward into the shower, shampoo streaming down his torso, down his abs. As my eyes descended down his body along with the water and the suds, I saw that everything was cascading around his giant cock. He was completely hard. His beautiful dick extended a full nine inches from his abs - a man’s cock, that made me feel like a boy all over again. Panicked, I turned back to stare at the wall. My dick was also now totally hard. I wasn’t sure what to do. Then Coach Pitt spoke. “Hey, Lance? Everything okay?” After a moment’s hesitation, I rotated my torso to face him, trying to hide my giant boner. He was still standing underneath the water, but now his legs were shoulder-width apart, his hands tweaking his nips, his hard cock visibly twitching. And there was a big ol’ grin on his handsome, scruffy face. I stared openly. I didn’t want to say anything. If this was a dream, I didn’t want to wake myself up. “You have the cutest fuckin’ butt, dude,” he said, reaching down to yank on his dick. “I’ve jacked my cock so many times thinking about your little jock ass.” He paused, then smiled. “You like my dick, huh? I knew you were a little cockhound the moment I saw you at your first practice back in freshman year.” I kept staring. He let out a low chuckle, then gripped his cock with his hand, the muscles in his forearm tensing as he began jerking off in front of me. “You wanna touch my dick, Lance?” he asked. “It’s cool, buddy. Just say it. You wanna touch Coach’s cock, huh?” I nodded. “What was that, boy?” “Yes, Coach, I want to touch your dick.” His smile got even bigger. “Good boy,” he said. “You smoke weed?” “Yes, Coach.” “C’mon, then,” he said. “Let’s go to my office. Hang out. Have a little fun. Cool?” “Yeah, OK,” I said, my body shaking with excitement. I followed him through the front office and into the back office. He closed and locked the door, then turned to face me. He brushed his hand against my chest, then reached around to the small of my back, drawing me closer to him. I could feel the heat of his breath. “Actually,” he said, “wanna try something even more fun than pot?” “Sure, yeah,” I answered. At that point I would have done anything - absolutely anything - to keep this dream from ending. He walked over to a desk drawer, opened it, and removed a glass pipe. “You’ll like this, buddy,” he said. All I could do was nod. I couldn’t believe I was standing in Coach Pitt’s office, the two of us in nothing but towels. “Here: put it to your mouth. I’ll light it. Wait. Just wait for it. You’ll see a little wisp of smoke coming out of this hole here, and then you start inhaling. Now. Start. Good boy. There you go. Keep inhaling. Good.” I blew out a cloud of white smoke. “Do it again,” he said. I obeyed. And a third time. And a fourth. Then he took the pipe and lit it for himself, blowing the smoke into my mouth, then kissed me, his beard rough against my lips. He growled, asking “How ya doing, buddy?” I wasn’t sure how to answer that. My head was buzzing. My cock was unbelievably hard. And something in my butt - well, it almost ached. Like the beginning of a hunger pang I’d never felt before. Coach Pitt dropped his towel, then removed mine. He stepped closer, rubbed his nips against mine, his cock against my stomach. Then he kissed me as his hands wandered down to my jock butt, each hand on an asscheek, spreading my hole. I arched my back just a little bit, and my ass spread wider. He grinned. “That smoke made your hole hungry, huh?” I nodded, and he laughed again. “I’ve got a confession, boy,” he said. “My office shower’s actually working. I just wanted an excuse to get naked with the hottest little stud on my wrestling team.” He leaned in to kiss me again, and this time I kissed him back, hungrily. He growled as his fingers hovered over my hole. “You ever take a man’s cock in this sweet little cunt?” I shook my head. He pulled me closer, grinding his abs against mine. “You gonna give up your smooth, pink, tight virgin ass to Coach? Let Coach dick you deep, slap his balls against your ass, pound you like the sweet hungry fagboy you are?” “Yes, Coach.” “Yes Coach what?” “Please fuck me, Coach. I want your dick inside me so fucking bad.” “Thatta boy," he said, then paused. He lowered his voice. "You gonna make Coach wear a rubber?” I didn't answer right away. Everyone's supposed to use rubbers, right? But then Coach slipped his hand back around my butt and spread my fuck hole with two fingers. “Your Coach fucks the way men are supposed to fuck. Raw. Natural. I want to feel the skin of my fat cock head splitting your little jock butt wide open. I want to feel the heat and hunger of your virgin hole against my bare dick. And you’ll let me do that, won’t you? Because you’re Coach’s good boy. Right, Lance?” “Yes, Coach. Fuck me the way you want.” “That’s what I like to hear. A true bottom boy surrenders his hole to raw dick. That right?” “Yes, Coach. Fuck me raw.” “And I won’t pull out until I’ve pounded my boy’s hole full of seed.” I don’t know why, but with those words I almost shot my load without even touching myself. Coach saw my eyes get big, and he grinned. “See? You know, and somehow you’ve always known, that a man’s cum is what you need in this sweet little butt. I want to train my boy to spread his boy hole for cock. Beg for seed like a good bottom. The best bottom.” “The best bottom,” I murmured, nodding. “Let’s get you cleaned out, boy. I’ll show you how to get your ass ready for Coach.” With that he took me back to his private shower and pointed to a little red plastic bulb. “This has some liquid in it already,” he said to me. “It’s a homemade recipe to help my boy get ready for dick.” He reached down, spread my pink hole a little bit, and inserted the tip of the douche. Then he gave a hard squeeze. “Clench your butt, Lance. Keep it up in there.” At first I didn’t feel anything, but then my head began to tingle, and my dick twitched, and I felt a warmth and a deep, dark hunger radiating out from my guts. My butt seemed to pulse with a need to be touched, licked, fingered, fucked, filled. Coach Pitt smiled. “You feel that?” I nodded. “That, boy, is what it’s like to douche with your Coach’s slam piss. You don’t know what slam piss is, but you will. Enjoy the ride. Just enjoy it. But keep your hole nice and tight. Nice and tight for Coach. Good boy.” He turned me around, cautioning me “Keep that hole tight,” as he rubbed his cock up against my crack, adding “You’ve got some fur on this hole, boy.” I nodded. Just a few months earlier I’d started to get hair around my ass, and just a little bit on my chest. “Listen,” he said. “I love a furry hole on a man. But a boy like you? A boy getting his cherry popped? That boy needs a smooth fuckin’ pussy. You OK with me shaving your boy hole, Lance?” “Yes, please.” “Yes, please what?” “Yes please, Coach.” While his chem piss continued to radiate waves of pleasure all over my body, Coach smeared shaving cream on my ass. Then I felt the brush of a razor against my hole, and as he shaved me, I swear I could feel every hair surrendering to his blade. “There you go, buddy,” he said, slapping my ass. “Now go release that special brew that Coach squirted up your hole, then come back and I’ll fill you with the rest.” After a second dose of slam piss flooded my guts, Coach handed me the little bulb and told me to finish up. “And then you know what happens?” he asked. I smiled eagerly, responding “You fuck me, Coach?” “Not quite yet. First we’re driving back to my place, and we’re gonna hang out with Coach Strickland. He’s dying to see your boy hole. Would you like that?” “Fuck YEAH.” “Such a good boy. You want both of your coaches to pound you full of their seed, huh?” “Fuck YES. Please, Coach.” He paused. Then he drew me closer to him, kissed me, and brushed his beautiful dick across my abs. I could feel the pulse of his cock, so full of blood. I looked down at his massive, swinging balls, so full of cum. Then I heard his voice again. “I want to hear you say, ‘Please knock me up, Coach.’” “Please knock me up, Coach.” “Good. Now: ‘Wreck my boy hole, Coach. Please.’” “Wreck my boy hole, Coach. Please.” “Good boy. And finally: ‘Make me yours forever.’” “Make me yours forever.” “Very good, boy. Now go clean up. We’re gonna make this the fuck of your life.” MORE SOON...

I have been bicurious my entire life, but I was only ever really interested in girls until my early 20s. I always had a girlfriend, but when she and I split, I started exploring my curious side. I started watching gay porn, and soon I found myself more interested in guy on guy videos than with a woman involved. I never really acted on the impulse and probably pissed off a few guys on Grindr during my experiental stage, but I never did meet up with another man. It was just dirty talk and gay porn. One thing in particular though was bareback videos, I really enjoyed watching them. It was probably due to always wearing a condom with girlfriends and one night stands in the past, but getting fucked by another man looked so raw and risky that I found it extremely hot. I would watch some guy getting fucked on the screen by a group of guys, and always wondered what it would feel like to have cum shoot up my ass. Could I actually feel a man cumming inside me, or would it just get really wet? I desperately wanted to feel it, but after a quick and scary search on STIs on google, I knew I would probably never have the courage to actually go do it. That left having a relationship with a guy, but truthfully my gay feelings leaned more towards the more carnal side and I really didn’t want any of the baggage that comes with a relationship. One night I was jerking off watching a video showing a cum dripping hole getting bounded in a gangbang. Fuck it was hot, there were multiple men all jerking their cocks waiting to fuck this guy who had barely any time to breath around the cocks invading his mouth. I watched a hairy chub add his load to the others before navigating away fom the page, browsing through other videos, the more riskier the better. Finally my eyes fell upon a video called poz me up, and the thumbnail showed a guy with a biohazard tattoo. It was incredible, the perfect POV where the bottom was fiming, and the video started with the top fisting his cock making the bottom beg for his load. The top then spit on his cock and viciously rammed it inside the bottom’s ass and started thrusting deep. I jerked my cock furiously as I watched the video unfold. This young man, with his legs high in the air, moaned as he took the hung cock in his ass. The top started vocally anouncing he was about to cum and the bottom cried out begging for the charged load. I groaned as I shot cum all over my stomach watching the top’s cock suddenly have a white foaming coating that was growing with every thrust. I felt a rush of euphoria imaging myself holding the camera and I took some of my cum from my stomach and started smearing it on my hole. I pushed it inside with a finger as I watched the top slide his cock out. As I massaged my hole with my own cum, for a brief moment I admit, I wanted to take a charged load, I was jerking off almost constanly afterwards to bareback videos, always listening to the bottom’s moans as they were getting pounded, and one night I just had enough. I wanted to get fucked, and I was horny enough that I didn’t really care by whom, I just needed my cherry popped. After about 5 minutes on Grindr I signed out and I googled the city I was in, and gay entertainment. Almost immediately an advertisement came up for a sex party that was happening that night in the local bathhouse. I was intrigued, and GPS told me it was only about 15 miles away. I pulled out on the street, following the directions on my phone to the bathhouse, and about 10 minutes later I made the last turn onto the street. Driving past there were only regular store fronts, so I parked my vehicle on a side street and ducked around into the back alley. Sure enough I could see a number of men smoking in front of a nondescript doorway leading inside of a building. Taking a deep breath to steady my nerves, I walked towards the doorway, turned the door knob, and stepped inside. There was a long staircase leading up which I ascended slowly feeling my hesititation building. As I got to the top, I came to a teller sitting behind a window next to a closed door on her phone. “$21 please.” he said boredom creeping around his voice. I quickly paid and stepped through the door, accepting a towel, combination to a locker, and a condom from the teller. I walked into the locker room, and quickly undressed. There were a couple of men hanging around, one completely naked and my eyes went to his semi erect cock. It looked to be around 7 inches, thick, and uncut. I wanted to go over there and suck it, but was nervous and decided to do some exploring first. The place was quite busy, and I could hear the sounds of sex coming from doorways as I walked down the hallway. Quick glances inside would show guys bent over getting pounded by other men, and their moans created a chorus as I walked past. This was really happening, I was in a bath house surrounded by gay men, and I was only wearing a towel. My cock already started to get hard in nervous anticipation. I could start to feel eyes upon me, and I swallowed my nervousness hoping I didn’t stand out like a sore thumb. I entered a main room full of men talking, it looked like a social area and I wondered how to break the ice. I have never been to this club, but judging from this crowd, tonight’s party seemed to have a large turn out. I started to turn towards the bar when saw a cock sticking out of the wall in an adjacent hallway full of guys. It was a big cut cock sticking out of a gloryhole awaiting attention, and now I couldn’t resist myself. I walked over, knelt down, took it into my mouth, and started sucking it eagerly. I rolled my tongue around its head before relaxing my throat and taking as much of it as I could before gagging. I coughed a little and refocussed on its head, sucking its tip feeling the owner flinch at the sensation. This was the first cock I had ever sucked and I started stroking as I knew I liked it while my mouth focused on its head. Suddenly I felt hands on the back of my head pushing me deeper onto the cock and I fought the urge to gag. The cock started thrusting down my throat, and I was held in place by whoever was behind me. Soon I could hear the guy grunt on the other side of the wall and his cock swelled in my mouth. He thrust it forward and started pouring cum straight down the back of my throat. I had only tasted my own cum before, and this man’s was no different. A slightly salty and coppery taste, but delicious nonetheless. Mercifully the hands left the back of my head and I was able to back away from the gloryhole, slipping the cock out of my mouth feeling it drain cum in my mouth as I withdrew. “You’re a good little cocksucker aren’t you?” a guy said walking up to me and jerking his cock. My first taste to cum made me want it even more, and I could feel my cock straining beneath my towel. I opened my mouth showing him the cum left in my mouth before swallowing it, “I do want more.” I informed him. His answer was to take me by the back of the head and feed his cock into my mouth. I let him face fuck me till I put my hand on his shaft and start stroking him and swirling my tongue over its tip. Another guy came up to my left presenting his cock, and I took it in my other hand while I continued to suck the first man. I alternated my mouth to the newcomer’s cock and felt someone pull my towel away, and a finger started probing my ass. I obediently spread my legs and came up of my knees presenting my hole to the stranger, and he massaged it while pushing against my sphincter causing a little bit of pain. “You’re tight.” came his voice from behind me. I took a cock out of my mouth long enough to mumble back, “I’ve never been fucked before.” “Virgin bottom?” the guy who’s dick I was sucking on asked, “I take it you’re here to change that?” “Mmm hmm...” I said around his cock in my mouth as butterflies started to form in my stomach. “Lets go then.” he said and he took his cock out of my mouth and started walking further down the hallway. I followed him, weaving around the gathered men, and nervously stared at his nude backside suddenly realizing I had left my condom back at the gloryhole. It didnt look like he had one either, and I suddenly felt certain he was planning on not wearing one. Holy fuck this was risky, but my nervousness was also lined with anticipation, I wanted this bad, and I stayed close to him as he turned a corner and opened a door. He led me into a room that had a bed in the corner and a sex swing in the middle. He started to push me towards the bed before stopping. “You wanna try the swing tonight?” I felt a quiver of fear move up my spine. Random men, complete strangers, was this what I truly wanted? If he put me in the swing more men might fuck me, and my mind went to one of the many gay porn videos I had watched. The good little bottom in the swing, the top who’s fucking him, I had jerked off imagining myself in this exact position, and right now the rush I was pulling me past the point of reason. Whatever would speed his cock inside of me was okay with me. “Sure.” I replied after a few seconds’ pause. “Okay lets put you in then.” It was a little awkward at first, but soon I was lying back in a swing with my feet up and my ass presented. He tied my hands to my feet which concerned me but soon I stopped caring after he knelt down front of me and started licking my asshole. The sensation of his tongue rimming me was amazing, and slowly but surely he was able to squeeze one, then two fingers inside around his tongue’s attention. I could see him jerking his cock and soon it was rock hard. He took some lube and smeared it on my ass and his cock before probing my hole with its head. And then it happened, with no condom on, and no protest from me, a stranger slid his bare cock into my ass. I could feel a bit of pain as my hole fought its entry, but little by little I could feel it slide in with each push he made. Soon though the pain started to subside and I felt my asshole relax. He started to fuck me deeper and deeper, the swing providing no resistance to his thrusts. Involuntary gasps, grunts, and moans started escaping my lips as I could feel his cock invading me. I decided to squeeze his cock with my sphicter, and he grunted in respnonse and started to pound into me harder. The sensations I could feel were amazing, and and were heightened even more so by seeing his bare cock thrusting into me. It felt so wrong, and [banned word], and i was revelled in the debauchery. I didn’t even know this guy’s name who was fucking me right now, yet I wanted to feel his cock erupt in my ass. By his pace he was close, so I moaned out. “Cum in my ass, breed my fucking hole.” He grunted through clenched teeth and thrust all the way inside of me. I could feel his body tense and suddenly an intense warmth started flooding my bowels. I could feel his cock spasming and I moaned in pure ecstasy, revelling in as much sensation as I could. I felt so full and sated, and the warmth seemed to course through my whole ass. I had my eyes closed when I felt him pull his softening cock out of me and I was about to say something to him when suddenly I felt a different pair if hands grab my legs and a narrower and smaller cock slid into my cum leaking hole. I opened my eyes and saw that a skinny guy with tattoos and pierced nipples was now fucking me. I looked around and realized the room was suddenly filling with guys. An orgy of sorts was breaking out on the bed across the room, but it looked like the sex swing was soon the main attraction as I saw guys watching stroking their cocks. I couldn’t believe how distracted I had been but I guess my moans had garnished attention from the hallway through the open door. Suddenly a cock was thrust into my mouth and I knew I was about to be the cumdump I had seen in many gay porn videos. I knew I had made a mistake, but I was also pretty helpless to stop what was coming. I had let the first man bound my hands, and there was nothing to stop all these men from fucking me. I was terrified, but I couldn’t deny I was thrilled at the same time. That sense of freedom I had felt before watching that pozzing video flooded back into me. There will be a later, but right now the reckless act I was partaking in was unbelievably hot. I moaned and closed my eyes focussing on the cock that was in my mouth and not the big group of men who were about to have their way with me. Soon enough I heard the tattooed guy grunt and thrust forward and shoot his load into me too. I couldn’t feel his cum spraying my bowels that time, but I could definitely feel how much was now inside my ass. A guy I had been sucking took his place at my hole, and another cock replaced him at my mouth. He was a muscular white jock with a big dick and he was jerking his cock furiously. He came up to my hole and started to shoot his load all over it before pushing his erupting cock inside and fucking me. I could feel his cock spasming during his thrusts, and when he pulled out he walked back to me and made me suck his cock again rubbing its juices across the other two cocks already at my mouth. It seemed to be completely drenched in cum, and I could barely taste any trace of my ass as I cleaned all 3 cocks with my tongue. When the next man replaced him, a heavyset man wearing a wedding band, he was able to slide his medium sized cock in without any real resistance. He fucked me in fast strokes, his hairy belly rubbing on my cock with each thrust. He was breathing hard by the time he buried his splurting cock in my ass, and called he called me a ‘dirty little cum slut’ as he emptied his balls. What had diverted most of my attention during that time though was the cock that had been thrust in my face. I had tried and failed to deepthroat it, and I felt a fair amount of apprehension when it left my mouth after the married man had finished cumming in my ass. It was attached to a large muscular black man, and it had to be over 10 inches uncut and thick. He lined up with my hole and without remorse or concern grabbed my thighs and buried his elephant cock in my ass. I cried out as it felt like I was being ripped apart inside, and he fucked me harder and more brutal with each thrust he made. The pain suddenly turned to incredible pleasure when he changed his angle, and his cock started hitting a spot deep in my ass causing my moans to exho throughout the room. All the attention I had been giving to the cocks in my face ended, and I could only spasm in ecstasy while being impaled on this monster cock. He started making loud grunting noises with each thrust he made, and his cock kept hitting that area creating a pressure deep in my ass that I could feel reaching towards a climax. Soon it became more than I could take, and I moaned loudly, eyes bulging wide as I felt my body release. Soon my cock started spewing cum all over my stomach and in my throes my ass squeezed his cock, which felt like it was all the way up into my throat. His he started to pound me harder, viciously ramming his cock in my ass before grunting loudly and flooding his cum inside me. It felt like forever that he kept pumping into me before he was sated, afterwhich he ripped his cock out of my stretched and abused hole and turned around. Dazed, I stared blankly at his muscled back as he walked out of the room, and I could feel a thick wad of cum leak out of my ass and drop onto the floor. My body, still reeling from his monster cock, was given a reprieve when the next man left my mouth and thrust his skinny cock into my ass. It almost didnt register but slowly I felt my hole constricting to this new cock size and my mind could focus on my surroundings again. More men seemed to be coming in and checking out this room, and stealing glances when I could at the bed, it seemed there was another very vocal bottom who was also collecting loads that night too. My view though was quickly obscured when another cock was thrust into my face awaiting my attention. I closed my eyes and emptied my head of thoughts, and time started to blur. For the next half hour or so I lost count of the number of loads I took, but soon I offered no resistance and was simply a hole for the men to blow their loads into. I would stare blankly at the guy attached to the next cock fucking me and I’d clench my sphicter randomly which seemed to always make them cum faster. I was still enjoying each load I took, but this was turning into a marathon and I wanted to do anything to shorten the line of cocks still waiting their turn. Finally, after I was covered in sweat, and almost shaking, the last man pulled his spent cock from my mouth and his load pooled on my tongue. After all the cocks that night, cum had lost its taste, and I swallowed it almost on reflex. I closed my eyes enjoying the break I had earned, and remained motionless as I listened to the man walk out the door. My head was buzzing and my ass felt swollen and sore. I did a test push with my sphincter and felt more cum leak out of it. How many loads did I take? I honestly couldn’t remember. Once the dizziness subsided, I looked around. I was still in the swing and pondering how to get out when I saw another man enter and close the door behind him. He was a tall, skinny man in his late 40s or so, and he grabbed my head and stuck his pierced cock into my mouth. I sucked it feeling it start to grow to its full 7 inches and marvelled at how thick of a gauge his PA was as my tongue explored it. It was a big metal barbell with a sharp pointed head on it, and I could feel it rub heavily on my tongue as he throat fucked me. My eyes however were drawn to something on his stomach below his naval; I could see he had a biohazard tattoo. He took his cock out of my mouth and walked around inspecting all the of cum that had accumulated on the dark floor under my presented asshole. “Well isn’t this an interesting scenario?” He smirked, jerking his cock. “you couldn’t stop me if you wanted to.” Hanging in the swing with my legs in the air and my hands tied, I didn’t seem to be in a position to argue. “You’re POZ.” I said more to myself than to him. “Think I’m the first one?” he asked “But yes I’m highly virulent.” ”What does that mean?” ”It means take I take no meds, my seed is as toxic as they come.” He almost boasted I shuddered, reality setting in. This was that one video I had jerked off to incarnated, and that same feeling of curiosity returned. If what he said was true anyways, I may already had been fucked by someone else who had HIV, but this was affirmation with someone who revelled in the fact. It terrified me, but still I felt my cock twitch. This was a, ‘left turn down a dead end alley at 90 miles an hour‘ move, but somehow I couldn’t deny, that at this very moment, I wanted it. To get fucked by such a man was insanity, yet despite my best judgment, I felt like I was already past the precipice. His cock seemed like the abyss, and I was already inside, so what was the point of stopping now? Christ what was I saying, this is insane! The whole situation was already surreal, I had been fucked already by so many random strangers, I had to admit I was already past the brink. And now, if I took his poz load, I’d never feel such a rush again in my life. “.....Okay.” I said in a quiet voice. ”You’re sure?” He asked “Yes.” I said eyeing the tattoo. “Then get me hard again then you little slut.” He said putting his cock back in my mouth. I sucked it and I felt a sense of fear hit me as I felt his cock stiffen fully in my mouth. His thick piercing made me think about its sharp head inside me and what damage it could do. This was insane, and I felt a quiver of fear when he pulled out of my mouth walked around and pointed his bare cock at my hole. It was at that point I changed my mind, holy fuck theres no way, and I opened my mouth to tell him to stop. My words however died on my tongue when I cried out instead from the intense pain of his piercing sliding into my ass. The sensation I felt made me think of that big black bull who felt like he tore me up inside; this guy’s cock, though smaller, was on fire. I could feel his piercing acutely spreading the burning up my ass with each stroke he made before mercifully I felt his balls slap my ass as he bottomed out. He began fucking me in short fast strokes and the pain thankfully subsided to a dull ache as he built a rhythm. A part of me was screaming inside, but I knew it was far too late to go back now. I watched in morbid curiousity as his cock slid in and out of my ass, and his tattoo flexed with his thrusts. I felt his rhythm increase and I saw the same expression on his face I had seen on many men’s faces that night as they approached their climax. A rush of euphoria hit me and suddenly a sense of recklessness asended. I found myself clenching my ass despite the pain it caused. I wanted it, fuck the consequences, I wanted him to shoot his dirty seed inside me. I never felt so raw in my life, and I moaned as I felt his cock swell. My ass felt like it was on fire, his piercing tearing me up inside, but all I could think of was the load I wanted to take. “Oh fuck... oh please, cum inside me.” I moaned out. ”You want it don’t you, you want my load of HIV.” He mocked as he rammed his cock harder sending a juddering of pain from his piercing. ”Yes give it to me, I want it deep.” I couldn’t even believe what I was saying, every nerve ending was on fire, my brain was euphoric, I couldn’t even register what I was saying, I just wanted him to shoot his dirty seed in me, my whole body was tensed in anticipation. He buried his cock, I gritted my teeth against the fresh searing of pain as his piercing dug into my flesh. “Take that poz cum faggot!!” I moaned as I felt his cock erupt deep in my ass. Despite all the other loads in there, I could feel his first volley shoot into me. It seemed to burn into my bowels and I let out a startled gasp at the sensation. I stared transfixed at his biohazard tattoo on his stomach in mute horror at what was getting fucked into me; this was no video, there was no actors, this was real life, and a guy with HIV was breeding my ass. I could feel my body quiver in reaction to every thrust he made, and the sting of his poisonous cum I could still feel shooting into me. I moaned as he slowly pulled out after he finished grunting, and he squeezed his cock, milking every last drop into my ass while he withdrew. I could feel his piercing raking its way out of my ravaged asshole, and it was throbbing when it finally left. I felt a twinge of guilt and horror as my whole ass felt corrupted, and I could see blood stains were left on the white towel he used to clean himself up afterwards. He left without offering another word other than a parting “Enjoy” as he walked out the door... Two more guys emptied their loads into me by the time one was nice enough to help me off the swing. I didn’t say anything to them about that POZ load I took before, and my brain morbidly wanted more cum to somehow dilute it. I hit the showers and washed every part of my body. I could feel cum rolling down my leg and I tried to push out as much as possible. Man did my ass hurt, and I needed to go home and away from this place. I left, got into my car, and drove back towards my house and reality. It’s been a couple weeks since the bathhouse, and I actually decided to write this while taking a few days off work. Wasn’t feeling too well this morning, bit of a flu seems like…

Ahmed clearly had a thing for newly legal teen boys. Our schools cleaner has caught me jerking off in the locker room sniffing a teammates swimmers. He had threatened to tell my parents unless I did exactly what he asked. To be honest I was more than happy to do whatever the early 40’s Middle Eastern cleaner wanted. I could tell he had a muscular hairy body under his uniform, and it turned out he had a massive 11” Arabic cock that could hit all the right places. That’s how I had ended up Poz at age 18. Ahmed has taken me into an empty toilet cubicle, stuffed dirty underwear into my mouth, bent me over the toilet and forced the thick blunt headed anaconda up my virginity hole. He took my virginity whilst I could hear my teammates going about their business in the locker room. Thank god for his sweaty underwear in my mouth or I’m sure the whole team would have seen me giving my virgin ass to the schools cleaner. He had enjoyed pounding my hole in such a risky setting, and after 10 minutes of ripping up my ring I felt him go stiff and collapse on my back as he filled me with his hot Arab jizz. He silently pulled out of me, wiped his dick on my track shirt and got dressed. As he went to open the door to leave the cubicle he whispered ‘Thanks for the hole slut, you’re now pregnant with my Poz babies.’ I waited until he had left, scooped some of his hot jizz that was running down my leg and jerked the last neg load of my life all over the floor. Sure enough, 4 weeks later I came down with the worst flu. I took myself to the clinic and they confirmed I had been knocked up by the thick Arab anaconda. Since then Ahmed had continued to use my holes whenever it suited him, but it soon became apparent he was getting bored with me. I received a short text from him ‘come to my house, tonight at 9pm’ followed by an address…

Last night a guy showed me the pics of his large cock and asked if I was going to let him breed my ass, which, of course. Then he adds, “Oh, and I have chlamydia, but you won’t get anything and most guys are fine with it.” 🤨 When I explained that I would not be willing to put myself or anyone who fucked me afterward at risk, he said, “You sure? Because I’ll just breed somebody else instead.” I operate to standards, many of which are directly geared to protecting the interests of the men I serve. I don’t refuse a man’s basic request for the use of my body, but I do refuse certain scenarios that will degrade the outcome.

Hi I’m new here. im reading a lot here. And I always get a instand boner when I open this side. I really like to get in touch with guys here. And hear your fantasy’s and tell my. I really love guys that are older than me (I’m 35) and love hairy guys the more they are hairy the more I love them. There is never to much hair. And I love guys with a dad bod or a belly or chubby guys. A daddy with a belly and the body full Of hair is my dream. I also like sexy underwear. My top one is a tight white brief on a hairy guy with big hairy balls. And if they were used for some days in a row they are my weakness. Hope some of you like the same thinks.

From memory, Berlin venues vary much more than in other cities, in terms of their target market. I might be wrong, but if you find the right place it shouldn't be an issue.

Those stories were awesome. Those websites were my first exposure to bareback.

Don't forget to remove the tape when you leave.

I love where this story is going, I would love to submit to Douglas

I'm down 😈

I certainly hope some will hang on for years to come @BootmanLA. We have a definite social shift towards virtual and touching people can be problematic in some circles. We are becoming it seems a much less tactile species. In my part of our country I'm one of the guys who provides an occasional play space for my group (typically 40 show up). I try to replicate to some extent the bathhouse theme in my play areas. The closest bathhouse to me now is in Chicago, more than 2 hours away. Here in rural America the prevalent POV is NIMY (not in my backyard) which precludes populous areas. Rents in cities, even small ones, is surprisingly high which could push entry fees up quite a bit. Are we willing to pay $200 for a night of play? I suspect yes, but across a smaller pool - which adds to the difficulty; Does $200 need to become $500 to enter because monthly rent and triple net is $50,000; plus utilities which could easily be in the 10,000 a month. And as much as no one wants to admit it, the sexier our purpose the more exposed we are as businesses to social harassments in one form or another. At a point what I need to charge to pay a staff with benefits to run a 24x7 operation "health club". You draw an excellent comparison I believe with Drive In Theatres. Hell locally theatres which don't have jumbo screens are following in drive in footsteps.

Great way to spend birthday! Making clouds, booty bump and both hole being filled! I hope the birthday boy is eventually slammed and fisted😈🦯

Damn hot hole on an innocent looking boy. I bet you arent as innocent as you look though lol

It’s so hard as a bottom to arrange and line up a session. So nice to have a bf that will help feed that hunger and find tops to bang you and then fuck your sloppy hole.

Fuck yeah count me in Vault Wed is Jock night and Thurs is naked night like Mondays - Thursday is the busiest for naked night - used to be manager there. Bunker has various events on twice a day some days ands is very another perfect fuck hole to get filled up.

Very into mpreg here. With everyone I fuck, I pound their hole hard and deep enough for my load to shoot as deep as it can go and get bottoms pregnant

Spent yesterday afternoon at the Adult Book Store that is a 30 minute drive from where I live. I cleaned good before leaving the house. I got there about 3pm, there was a few cars in the lot so I didn't know what to expect. I paid and went to the arcade hoping I would have better luck than the last two times I went, which I was only able to find guys that wanted sucked off. There was 3 guys walking around and 2 guys in a booth sucking each other. I ended up going to a booth alone waiting for someone to join me, it didn't take long when the guy that was getting sucked came into my booth and undid his pants and give me his cock to suck, it wasn't huge, but it was hard with big balls. After about ten minutes he filled my mouth with his load. It was looking like another slow afternoon when I heard another guy walk into the arcade area, so I walked around to see what he was up to. He already had his cock out jacking it, so I ask him if he wanted company, he nodded for me to come in so I went down on him. At the same time as I was doing him I heard another enter the arcade. I was really getting into sucking this guy when I felt another guy behind me feeling me ass. I looked at the guy I was sucking and motioned for me to suck the other guy. He's a black guy that had a good size soft cock that I put in my mouth and started sucking, in no time he was hard, he directed me back to the other guy and pulled my shorts down and started rubbing his cock on my ass, I was really horny for some cock in my ass and he knew it. I handed him some lube and he opened my hole with his fingers and lubed his cock and started pushing it in, he was big and it hurt but I hadn't been fucked in 3 mouths. After a few minutes he got it all the way in and started fucking me real good, I was in fag heaven, cock in my ass and cock in my mouth. As I looked around there were others I could see watching with their dick in there hands. The guy I was sucking unloaded and another took his place, so I kept going, the black guy started telling me what a slut I was as he was slamming me with his big cock, the guy I was sucking pulled out oh my mouth and cum on my face and shirt. About 2 minutes later the black guy unloaded in my ass, I cleaned him off and he said he needed a break. As I sat there covered in cum another guy came in with his dick out to be sucked, so I did. I was ready to leave and got talking to the black guy and after a few words we ended up going another round. I left after that totally satisfied. I got home around 9, and the wife looked at me and asked how my afternoon was, I said good, she said I can tell by the stains on your shirt.

Who answers the door? A little duct tape (I use Guerilla brand) on the latch and it's ez access for tops.

Yes - same here... getting fucked is nice, but getting used and feeling you're a cumdump for more than just one gay top is bliss... Don't need to know their names or where they're from, their live, etc. Just a hard bang fuck, unloading a huge amount of cum in my warm hole and then: NEXT !

Mentally it feels incredible. Nothing like it. Physically very wet and satisfying

My first memory that lit my torch, was having a sleep over at one of my best friends house, his parents house had fully tinted windows so people couldn't see inside. In all the time I knew my friend I had never had a sleep over at his, he would come to mine and would always bring Playboy, Playgirl and hustler mags over that we would jerk to aged 11. So i was seeing naked women and men, and with hustler seeing guys fuck women, I was mainly fasciateted with the cocks, back then I use to jerk my friend off especially when we camped in my backyard. But the weekend I slept over his house his mum picked me up and went to thier house, when I got there my friend took me to his room and told me to take my clothes off as he was doing the same, his mum called out saying she had some snacks for us, he opened the completely naked and told me to come with him to get the snacks, was a little bashful not knowing what to do, when his mum called me to come and get my snack and saying that she knew I was naked and that there house was a nudist home, I slowly walked down the hall feeling a little embarrest, I I saw Tristen's mum completely naked sagging boobs I remember as she rarely wore a bra. But when I saw Tristen's dad my eye fell to his cock, it was uncut and big, Tristen said out loud stop look at dads snake otherwise it will grow to full length, his parents laughed and said it is natural to be naked, I felt embarrest as I realised then that I had a very small cock compared to Tristen and his dad. But that is when I really knew I prefered cock, didn't mind seeing his mum naked, but always got butterflies when seeing his dad. When I came out I was booted out of my parents house, and Tristen's parents took me in. By this time I had lost my virginity, and one evening while watching TV I gave Tristen and his dad a blowjob, his mum was really understanding and said she knew I had a preface to men when I was 11. She never minded me sucking her husband off as he was big 10.5 inches long and she said it saved her from getting a sore jaw and yes when she was out both Tristen and his dad used me for sex. My friend and his wife are my best friend and again they like being naked and they both love having me.

One of the precepts of social protocol at the Baths is that it’s best NOT ask about Status. Yes, you may be asked to put on a Condom, but rarely will you be asked if you're POZ or NEG. It's generally assumed, erroneously so, that POZ guys will either seek out other POZ guys or do without. Case in point: I invited two hot Latino Boys to my room. They were Lovers, and had never done a three-way before. We started off sixty-nining, and the older one whispered that he'd love to see me fuck his BF. The BF in question was maybe five years younger, early twenties, slender, and really cute. I was all about tagging his Ass, so I mounted the Cunt. Just as I was about to slide in, he said, "Wait! Put on a Condom!" I tried to hide my vexation, and thought I could start with a Condom and slip it off later. But once I had the Rubber in place, the Kid changed his mind, and wouldn't let me fuck him at all. Frustrated, I made myself clear. "OK. I'm gonna to lie back and close my eyes. Either one of you climbs on my Dick, or there’s the door." The Older One eased his Cunt down on my rubber-coated Shaft. Though the Latex cut the sensation, he made a valiant effort, rocking back and forth on my Rod, as his nervous Lover looked on. While the Kid was distracted unscrewing his Poppers, the Boyfriend slipped off the Condom and pressed it into my palm. NOW THAT WAS MORE LIKE IT! I could feel his slimey Pussy milkin' my Death Stick. He whispered in my ear, "Bareback is Better!" and he didn’t know how right he was. We switched positions so that I was on Top fucking him Doggy style, and he leaned forward and whispered to his young Paramour that it was cool cause we were doing safe sex. The Youngster was getting fucked up on his Poppers, so he was slow to react when I pulled out of his Lover and plunged into him. Between his high from the Poppers and the exhortations of his Lover, he was more amenable to getting fucked than before. He made a few futile attempts to see if I was still sheathed; but his quick-witted Lover arrested his hand, assuring him I was okay. It didn't take long for the older Dude to shoot all over us, and my own Balls were tingling. I didn't let on as I began to spasm and spurt, so the Youth didn't have a clue I was breeding his Ass. To top it all off, I made a great show of toying with the discarded Rubber, like I was rolling it off. As they left, the Senior blew me a kiss. In response I ran my hand over his departing Butt. My lone regret was that I had only one LOAD to share between the two of them, and I hadn't bred the Elder, too.

Part 20 - The Lovers Angelo leaned back against the front door his eyes closed as a heaved a heavy breath reliving the events, his thoughts flashing back to Matt wielding the knife towards Ethan. He squeezed his eyes closed tighter trying to banish the thoughts but no matter how hard all he could see was Ethan. The sadness etched across his face at the thought of Ethan walking out of the house and life forever, there was no taking back what happened. Angelo opened his eyes and headed to the kitchen to get some water, the house was deathly silent in an unusual way, opening the refrigerator he grabbed two bottles thinking that the one he would give to Ethan would be peace offering and make everything all right again. Stupid he told himself as he banged his head lightly on the refrigerator door as if to knock some sense in to himself. Angelo walked towards the lounge and stood at the door, Ethan laid on the sofa hugging a cushion his face turned towards the back of the sofa staring blankly at nothing. The sight of Ethan and the thought of loosing him bore down heavily on his shoulders, he was anxious that Ethan may struggle to process everything that had gone on. Adam's words as he departed kept ringing in his head, there was no doubt as Angelo stood watching him that he was so deeply in love with Ethan, letting him go was not an option he wanted to entertain. Underneath he knew that the next few minutes were going to be make or break for them. Angelo's arms fell down by his side holding the water bottles "I'm so sorry" he said. "About what?" Ethan responded without looking at him. Angelo could see a tear trickling down Ethan's face "I put you in danger this evening". Ethan didn't move his head and continued staring at the back of the sofa "You couldn't have known what he would do". "He attacked you Ethan" unusually Angelo was now feeling frightened. Ethan wiped his face "He must still be in love with you to go to such lengths". Angelo nodded as he thought back to things Matt said during the evening and seeing it all combine to make logical sense. He now understood the whole charade had been planned by Matt to get him back and win him over by his kindness and support. "I was a fool to let him get to me like this, I have no excuse" Angelo turned to leave. Ethan looked over "Is that for me?". Angelo turned and looked down at the bottle in his hand "Oh yes, thought you might need a drink". "I do, thank you" Ethan responded and held out his hand. Angelo walked over to him and handed the bottle "I have wrecked everything tonight" he turned to go back to the kitchen. Ethan looked at him "Where are you going?" he asked worried by how Angelo was acting. Angelo stopped "To leave you in peace" he continued walking towards the kitchen. "Stop Angelo can we talk, I mean seriously talk?" Ethan called to him. Angelo turned and walked across to Ethan "If your sure you are up to it". Ethan watched him sit on the sofa next to him "I need to know why you doubted me?". Angelo lowered his head "I don't know, probably the anger and upset at the time, I didn't think straight". "Did you really think that was the reason for me being with you?" Ethan looked Angelo in the eye. Angelo looked at Ethan "I should never have questioned it, you have true to me since we met". Ethan wiped his face as another tear trickled down his face "I fell in love with you Angelo". "Do you really still feel that way after tonight?" Angelo asked looking at his bottle of water. Ethan shut his eyes for a moment "Is it because of my age, you think I won't stick around?" Angelo looked up caught by his comment "It has crossed my mind, I held back as long as I could before opening up to you". Ethan studied him "You were a fascination at first, one I couldn't stop going back to, I mean look at you". Angelo looked questioningly at him "What do you mean?". "You have the body the looks and devilish eyes, but I also fell for the Angelo in here" he tapped Angelo's heart. "So you where serious about what you said earlier?" Angelo asked holding Ethan's hand. Ethan nodded "Angelo you are my life and part of me that I never want to let go of". Angelo looked at him "I love that I am with you and you are in my life, never forget that Ethan". Ethan snuggled up and Angelo put his arm around him "You still want me then Angelo?". Angelo kissed his forehead "More than ever Ethan, do you still want me?". Ethan nodded as his head moved towards Angelo's, foreheads touching momentarily before their lips sought each other, lips touching lips kissing tenderly with love and kindness. Angelo's heart and body relaxed in relief in his head his mind was already made up what to do, he stopped realising Ethan was looking at him smiling. "You look lost in you thoughts Angelo, can we go to bed now?" Ethan said running his hand along Angelo's face. Angelo nodded and looked at the wound covering "Does it hurt?". Ethan glanced at it "A little sore but not painful". Angelo reached around Ethan and picked him up and carried him upstairs, Ethan kissed his neck and whispered to him 'Been ages since you carried me upstairs' and then chuckled to himself. Angelo put him on the bed and went downstairs to lock up and turn off the lights, as he came back in to the bedroom Ethan was undressed and laying in bed sending a text. "Who are you texting at this time?" Angelo asked stripping his clothes off. Ethan looked up "Adam, just telling him everything is fine" he put his phone on the bed side table. Angelo slipped in to bed and Ethan snuggled up in his arms "My Angelo" he muttered kissing his neck. Angelo kissed his forehead "Always?" he whispered. Ethan nodded "Yes" he replied caressing Angelo's chest "Everything I want is here beside me". Angelo turned on his side to face Ethan "Do you understand how incredibly in love with you I am?". Ethan winced a little as he turned on his side to face Angelo "Yes" Angelo felt he was ready to burst from happiness as he thought he would never get to this point in his life after the disastrous relationship with Matt. Looking in Ethan's eyes he saw only happiness and love, he knew from that moment which direction his destiny was taking him but it was still a big gamble with Ethan being so young. Angelo kissed Ethan for several minutes before he pulled his head back and saw that wonderful smile emanating from Ethan's face that he so loved about him. Ethan whispered 'Don't stop' as he moved head back towards Angelo and they kissed tongues wrestling each other for supremacy, Ethan reached round pulling Angelo on top of him as he felt his legs pushed apart by Angelo's. Angelo was careful to avoid the wound as he slipped in between Ethan's legs resting on his forearms overlooking Ethan underneath him. He leant forward and began kissing him again, his thighs and ass being caressed by Ethan's legs. Angelo was in no state to delay making love to Ethan, quickly he had his cock positioned and pushing in to Ethan. Ethan gasped and wriggled to adjust as he felt his ass being prised open by Angelo's penetration, deeper and deeper it went forcing it's way inside. Ethan moaned and cried 'Oh god Angelo I love you', his words muffled by Angelo's tongue filling his mouth as he settled in to a steady driving rhythm of love making, his balls tapping rapidly at Ethan's ass. Ethan's back arching in desire for Angelo to make love to him. Slowly he ground his hips in to Ethan's ass who moaned in delight as they kissed, suddenly Angelo slowed to an almost stand still as he looked down at Ethan, unsure why he was stopping Ethan looked worryingly up at him, but Angelo just smiled and kissed him. "Ethan marry me?" Angelo looked deeper in to Ethan's eyes. Ethan grabbed Angelo's head "Oh my god.. yes, yes of course". Angelo smiled and kissed him then raised his head "Get ready I am going to fuck you in to the mattress". Ethan grabbed Angelo's shoulders just in time as he began to fuck Ethan hard and relentless, Ethan cried and screamed his name as he tripped out of the world and floated feeling the pure intensity of Angelo taking his lover, him. Angelo groaned and grunted signalling his climax was imminent, Ethan looked him in the eyes then kissed him hard as the fucking reached deeper in to his body 'Own me Angelo, show me you own me' he cried to Angelo. There was no aggressiveness in his love making it was a show of love and wanting for Ethan, he balls tightened quicker than they had ever done 'Oh god Ethan I love you' he called out as his body shuddered and his balls released their seed flowing rapidly up along the tubes until they met the pulsing shaft of the cock only to be fired out and released in to Ethan's body. Their mouths met in frantic kissing as Angelo's seed continued to be planted deep in to Ethan. After some time had passed Angelo pulled out and collapsed on to the bed panting heavily, Ethan laid beside him his hand across Angelo's chest was also panting trying to catch his breath. "Holy cow Angelo" Ethan panted with a grin on his face. Angelo turned to look at him "Sorry was it to much?". Ethan laughed "Fuck no, that was amazing" he breathed "I never knew it could be that exhilarating". Angelo patted Ethan's leg "I can't help it, I just love owning you and making love to you". Ethan turned to look at him "Did you mean what you said as you made love to me?". Angelo kissed him "Yes, you definitely want to marry me?". Ethan laughed "After that I would marry you every day, but yes I meant my answer". Ethan laid in the arms of Angelo side by side talking as Ethan drifted off to sleep. Some hours had passed and Ethan shuffled and woke himself up from a deep sleep, he laid there watching Angelo sleeping for a few minutes, he was happy and excited that the man laying next to him wanted to marry him. At best he thought he would be in his 30's before he found the right person to settle with or even not at all, but this man had completely won him over both from the physical sight and what was inside. His happiness bursting at the seems seemed to glow from his body as Angelo stirred and opened his eyes to find himself starring directly in to Ethan's eyes. "Are you aright, do you need anything?" Angelo asked sleepily. Ethan kissed him "No, I have everything I want right next to me". Angelo smiled "Go back to sleep then" he replied stroking Ethan's back. Within minutes they were both fast asleep again and Ethan for the first time in ages dreamt about Angelo and him walking along the beach hand in hand listening and watching the surf, in his dream they just walked mile upon mile along an expansive deserted beach. Ethan shuffled as he became aware the alarm clock was going off signalling it was 6am. He called out to 'Alexa stop' as Angelo began shifting in bed waking up. Ethan sat upright wondering if he had dreamt the whole thing, his hand wondered over to his shoulder where he felt the dressing. So it was all true he thought turning to look at Angelo who was starring up at him. "have you just realised what happened when we went to bed?" Angelo asked seeing a cogs in Ethan's mind working. Ethan nodded and smiled "Is it real, did you actually ask me to marry you?". "Yes" Angelo nodded "Are you having second thoughts?". Ethan shook his head "No, I just wanted to make sure it really did happen". Angelo smiled and stroked Ethan's back "I will pick you up after college". Ethan laid back down next to Angelo and kissed him "Why?" he asked curiously. "I need to get a ring on your finger, then you do become mine". Ethan kissed him on the mouth tenderly "Final step to really owning me, I want to buy you one as well". Angelo smiled "Is that so". "Oh yes" Ethan nodded "You may own me, but I own you", Angelo slipped his tongue in to Ethan's mouth and kissed him lovingly "Come on, we better get up". Ethan sat on the edge of the bed "Angelo do we tell anyone or wait a few days?". Angelo smiled at Ethan "Let's wait a couple of days, at least until I get a ring on your finger". Ethan nodded and got up to join Angelo in the shower "Promise you will never doubt me again". Angelo's hands were washing Ethan's back "I promise, I should never have in the first place" he replied. Ethan turned his head and leant back "It tore me apart thinking I was going to loose you". "It did?, that's good Ethan, it shows how much you love me. Never again my baby" Angelo kissed his neck. Adam poked his head in to the kitchen dead on 7am as usual to find Ethan ready to go to school with a big smile on his face, he couldn't help but notice something very different about Angelo, it was like his whole body was exuding happiness and figured it was down to them patching things up, or did he indeed do the right thing by Ethan. "You two look very happy this morning after last nights debacle" Adam said grabbing the coffee Angelo handed him. Ethan chuckled "We patched things up and made them better and I got the most amazing f..." Adam stopped him "Errr enough" he laughed "I don't need the graphic description I know you both well enough". Ethan slapped Adam on the ass "It was good though". Adam nodded and shook his head at the same time "How is the wound this morning?". "Sore but healing. I kind of feel sorry for Matt though" Ethan said looking at the place where it happened. Adam put his arm around Ethan "I wouldn't Ethan, somehow I don't think he feels sorry". Ethan turned to look at him "I guess not, thank you for being here for me last night". Angelo kissed Ethan's head "Stop being sentimental and get your bag or both of you we will be late". Ethan got in the passenger seat of the car and they pulled out the drive, they saw Matt's car being towed away by the police as they drove down the street towards Harrison. Adam glanced at Ethan "Are you sure your okay?". Ethan smiled "Yes, Angelo and I had a good talk last night and you could say we are closer than ever now". "Now?" Adam glanced and smiled seeing a glint in Ethan's eye, he wondered if Angelo did the right thing last night. Ethan sighed and sat back in his seat "How was Tony last night when you got back?". "Oh well he was somewhat shocked at what happened and he sort of asked for us to be exclusive now". Ethan turned to look at him "Exclusive, what does that mean?". Adam laughed "Like Angelo and you, sex with only your partner no one else". "Ah, is that something you want?" Ethan replied wondering if Adam could be serious enough. Adam nodded "Yes, I have loved Tony for years Ethan, long before we were of legal age". Ethan's mouth gapped open "wow, I never knew that". "We only came out as a serious couple after we both turned 18" Adam replied as he sniffed trying to hide his emotion. Ethan touched Adam's arm "It's lovely what you two have and lucky you found someone to love". Adam parked he car and looked at Ethan "He asked me to marry him last night". Ethan opened his eyes wide "What, seriously, and?". "I said yes, I love him to pieces but there comes a time when you need to be grown up about things" Adam replied. Ethan wanted to tell him but he held back "I am so happy for you both" he leaned in and kissed Adam. Adam shook his head laughing "What was that for?". "I still love you in our own way, does it mean we won't be able to kiss anymore?" Ethan asked with a sad expression. Adam opened the car door and looked at him "We can still kiss" he winked as he got out. Ethan got out of the car "Just another day" he said as they started walking to the cafeteria. Adam saw Ben sitting on his own "Ethan why don't you try and talk to Ben, he looks so unhappy". Adam grabbed two coffees and handed one to Ethan and nodded in Ben's direction, Ethan stood and thought so maybe this is not going to be just another day. For all the things Ben had done Ethan didn't feel any hatred for him, after all they had grown up together and were very close as friends. As Ethan watched him it struck him how sexy Ben actually was, he had never looked or thought of him in this way before. Ethan started to walk towards him, he never saw the cafeteria door open and Franco walk in, Adam quickly got his attention and called him over telling him to let them try and sort things out, Franco watched for a moment and nodded as they sat down and chatted about the previous evening. Ethan stood in front of Ben who looked up at him he wore neither happiness or anger but just looked Ethan in the eye. "Mind if I sit Ben" Ethan asked looking at him for some response. Ben nodded and looked at his coffee as Ethan sat down "I have been trying to speak to you for weeks". "Why didn't you?" Ethan replied. Ben nodded in the direction of Adam and Franco "They are always with you, what is the deal with Franco?". Ethan chuckled "Franco is the cousin of my boyfriend". "I see, he seems to always get in the way" Ben responded looking at Ethan. Ethan looked back at Ben "Yes he does, to him I am family and they look out for each other". "Is it really serious you and the Latino?" Ben said with little confidence. Ethan didn't know what to make of Ben "Yes. Can we talk about us?". Ben looked up at him "I'm sorry..." stopping mid sentence as he looked across to the doors. Ethan turned to see Javier walking in and looking over at them "Oh sorry about that it wasn't my doing". Ben returned his focus to Ethan "I know his brother really hauled him over the coals about his behaviour". "And what about you, you weren't exactly friendly towards me either?" Ethan leaned forward and sipped his coffee. Ben sat back and stared at Ethan "It was, I mean is complicated and I don't know if I am ready". Ethan frowned "Your not making any sense Ben, you are my oldest friend. Out of anyone I would hope you would understand". Ben looked down "I do and that is what makes it complicated. If I say anything you will probably tell people". "Ben your not making much sense" Ethan was getting frustrated at the cryptic words. Ben sighed "You could never tell how I felt about you, why we spent so much time together growing up". Ethan began to see the light "Oh Ben" his mind started whirring around "Are you saying what I think your saying". Ben freaked out "I'm sorry I have to go" he stood up and rushed out of the cafeteria as Ethan called after him. Ethan sat there looking blankly at the wall in front of him he could hear people walking around and chairs scuffing on the floor and Adam appeared in front of him. "That didn't look like it went well" Adam said looking at Ethan's frozen expression. Ethan snapped back "Oh er, Adam must promise not to say anything to anyone, despite what happened in the past". Adam looked curiously "Of course". Ethan still looked dazed "I think Ben might have been trying to tell me he is gay, that is why he closed me out". Adam looked at Ethan "Wow, Ben gay, now that is a revelation". "How could I not have seen it, all those years of sleepovers and play fighting we did" Ethan shook his head. Adam clicked his fingers at Ethan "Snap out of it, we have lectures. Maybe we need to get Ben alone and talk to him". Ethan nodded as they stood up and headed to class.

Part 16 - The Stalker Angelo went down stairs to make coffee so Ethan showered quickly and pulled a t-shirt out of the draw, he slipped it over his head struggling to fit it over his body with one arm in he stopped trying to work out if he was putting it on correctly. Angelo walked in to the bedroom with coffee and laughed at the sight. "Ethan you can't get in to that t-shirt" Angelo stood shaking his head smiling. Ethan turned to look at him "Am I putting on weight as this fitted a few weeks ago". Angelo put the coffee down and walked up to him "No" he said taking the t-shirt off him. Ethan giggled "Your not just saying that to have your way with me?". Angelo turned him around to face the mirror "Look". Ethan looked at himself in the mirror "Look at what?". Angelo ran his hand up Ethan's biceps and chest "Your muscles are growing Ethan". Ethan looked, working out and knowing his body he never really saw the definition growing "Oh yes" he replied stunned. Angelo laughed "I'm gonna have to work out harder otherwise you will be getting the upper hand with me". Ethan kissed Angelo's hand "Your perfect as you are". Angelo kissed him on the neck "So it looks like we need to buy you some clothes" he smiled. Ethan nodded "That's today sorted out then, I will need to get some money out of the account". "No need, anyway I own you or have you forgotten that" Angelo smiled at Ethan's reflection in the mirror. Ethan turned to him "I can't let..." Angelo stopped him. "Ethan you are my partner so no more discussion about money" Angelo kissed him on the lips. Ethan knew this was a lost battle "Okay you win this time" and kissed Angelo back. Ethan stood by the front door waiting for Angelo as Adam walked up along the street wearing just his shorts, he watched Adam noticing how the rigours of working out daily were also paying off on Adam's body as his muscles had definitely grown even bigger. "Hey Ethan" Adam sprung up along the path and gave Ethan a kiss. Ethan still loved that he was allowed to kiss Adam "Sorry I can't work out with you this morning". Adam saw Angelo heading to the door "Morning sexy". Angelo smiled and kissed Adam "Morning, I have to take him shopping" he said squeezing Ethan's biceps. "Wow Ethan they are growing I never noticed before" Adam replied smiling at Angelo. Angelo laughed "Knock yourself out, if you leave before we are back lock up". "Will do and thanks Angelo" Adam replied as he watched them drive off. Adam closed the door and latched it since he would be in the workout room at the back of the house, Adam go to work with the weights and spent a good hour slowly working out. One the street the silver car returned and parked in the same spot, Matt noticed that the car was gone and the house looked quiet. He got out and walked over up along the path to the side of the house and discreetly peered in the kitchen window, nothing, everything looked empty clean and neat. Adam was sat on the floor drinking water and about to head off when he heard a sound coming from the kitchen. He stood up and walked silently to the door leading out towards the kitchen to investigate the sound, he wasn't sure but it sounded like the back door but he sure that was locked. Adam only caught a glance of the person moving in the back yard, a glance that told him the guy was a few years older and figured he must be a burglar casing the house to find an opening somewhere. Matt crept round in to the back yard towards the French windows when he stopped himself unsure why he was trying to get in the house but he kept trying anyhow. Adam quietly unlocked the kitchen door and slipped out, fortunately there was enough foliage to hide himself as he spied on the guy, watching his every move he saw him try the French windows. He suddenly thought that this must be why Ethan had that feeling of being watched. "It's locked you know" Adam said standing the back yard looking at Matt. Matt turned quickly on the spot "Who the fuck are you?". "Actually that is my question to you, and what are you doing here?" Adam replied stepping towards him. Matt looked at Adam's glistening body almost licking his lips "I was, I was looking for Angelo". "Really, or are you stalking them?" Adam asked. Matt averted his gaze as he had been uncovered "He isn't here so I will come back later". "Is that your silver car?" Adam stepped closer again to within a few feet of Matt. Matt looked at him assessing that he would have no trouble taking him down and he had to get away but the his only escape path was behind the guy in front of him. Matt was wearing gym shorts Adam noticed and obviously going commando underneath. Matt seized the moment and grabbed hold of Adam and put him in a reverse bearhug to prevent him from hitting out, Adam gasped as the arms clasped with extreme tightness around his chest pinning his own arms to his side, he panicked for a moment wriggling his body until he felt his feet leaving the ground and Matt held him aloft painfully jolting his arms and digging them deeper in to Adam's chest. As his feet touched the ground Adam got his footing and with a flash twisted his body sharply bending over causing Matt to let go flying on to his back on the grass. Adam grabbed his arms and pinned them down but failed to noticed Matt's legs either side of his body as he loomed over him 'Who the fuck are you' he repeated to Matt who continued to struggle and free his arms from Adams grip. Matt grew red in the face 'fuck you' he shouted back at Adam, as he raised his legs and clamped them around Adam's waist, Adam let out an agonising groan in pain as the legs constricted hard around him like metal bars. Matt wrenched his legs tautening the muscles harder as they dug in and constricted Adam, his head fell forward as he gasped at the sheer power of Matt's legs. Adam gripped harder on Matt's arms as he now began trying to free them, suddenly his body tossed left then right and left again as Matt moved his legs from side to side rapidly putting more pressure around Adam's waist, the agony but electrifying feeling running through Adam's body gave him such pleasure amongst the pain, his cock hardening as they struggled against each other. Adam collapsed forward releasing Matt's arms, his stomach hitting something hard realising Matt was also aroused, no sooner had he collapsed forward Matt clamped his arms around Adam's neck holding his face tight against his chest, his legs continued to squeeze Adam hard around the waist. Suddenly Adam became aware he was trapped, he moved his arm and went for the only course of action that would get a result, his hand slipped through Matt's shorts as he sought his ass. Matt tried to go into overdrive and crush Adam with his legs in a fruitless attempt as he felt Adam push two fingers straight in to his hole 'fuck' he shouted as his legs loosened their grip at the ensuing anal assault he was enduring, Matt moaned and yelped with the finger fucking he was getting but did not release his hold on Adam. Adam shifted his body at the first sign Matt's legs relaxed the tension around him, quickly withdrawing his fingers he released his cock from his own shorts and began sliding it through the leg of Matt's shorts until he found the target, abruptly he pushed it in dry. Matt arched his back and his legs released their hold on Adam, he cried at the penetration feeling the spasms rocketing through his body as Adam started fucking him. Matt's arms repositioned themselves to push Adam's shoulders. Adam raised his head looking Matt in the eye who was moaning partly in pain but with a tinge of delight, he moved forward towards Matt's mouth and kissed the eagerly waiting Matt deeply. Matt tried to push Adam off until he grabbed hold of Matt's arms and pinned them down over his head and ramped up the speed of his fucking. Matt whimpered 'oh fuck' he moaned 'oh god' again he moaned but Adam had the upper hand and continued fucking him until he began to feel his balls tightening all the time he looked Matt in the eye as he struggled underneath him. Adam raised his body and slammed in to Matt's ass several times before his hips crashed up hard against Matt's ass and his cock began spouting several large volleys of his toxic seed deep in to Matt's ass. As soon as the last few drops left his cock he pulled it out quickly and left Matt laying there panting heavily. Adam saw his cock was streaked in blood and cum mixed together, he rolled on to his back gathering himself. Like a flash Matt was on top of Adam prising his legs open, Adam panicked as Matt laughed at him 'You gonna take what you gave bitch'. Adam let out a long moan as Matt's eight inch cock powered in to his hole without stopping, it was Adam's turn to arch his back and as he cried from the fullness of Matt's cock. Matt was not only bigger that Adam but he had the power of jack hammer in his thighs and hips which he put to work straight way, Adam moaned and gasped trying to get his breath in between the rapid succession of the powerful thrusts, his arms were now pinned down as Matt now assumed the position of looming over him with a look of intent and purpose. He was powerless to stop Matt who showed no sign of easing up, his body was moving inch by inch across the grass with the coarseness scratching at his back adding to the euphoria he felt. Matt pushed in hard and began grunting and groaning muttering 'bitch take it' in between his grunts as he delivered his seed in to Adam who cried 'oh fuck yes'. Matt yanked his cock out of Adam's ass who let out a wail in pain. Matt stood up putting his cock back in his shorts "That will teach you" he laughed. Adam smiled gasping for breath "I hope your poz" he said. Matt stooped over Adam laying on the grass and slapped him hard across the face "Bitch" he called. Matt picked up his phone off the grass bending over to do so, Adam laughed again seeing a pink damp patch appear on his shorts. Matt turned to look at Adam and without a word he walked back round the house towards his car. Adam couldn't help but continue laughing as he saw a streak of pink fluid running down Matt's leg, what a fucking hot fuck that was he thought to himself before snapping back to reality, he also recognised they had in theory raped each other. He stood up and walked around the side of the house to see Matt getting in to the silver car, quickly he got a snap of Matt as he drove past in which you could clearly see him behind the wheel. Adam sent a text to Tony telling him of what just happened, Tony was annoyed and angry more so at the danger he just put himself in with the stranger. Adam cleaned up as best he could and made a coffee waiting for Angelo and Ethan to return, his mind wondered to the incredibly strong legs that almost knocked him out as they tried to squeeze the life out of him, he stroked his cock which was hard at the thought of him. He went back to the work out room to collect his bottle of water, glancing in the mirror he saw red marks had been left around the sides of his waist, underneath he knew that if he hadn't of fucked the guy he could have easily crushed him to death, but more importantly he had seen the stalker and knew Ethan was right. Half an hour had passed and he heard Angelo's car pulling up the drive, he sauntered over to the front door as Angelo approached immediately noticing the red marks around his waist. Ethan carrying bags from the trunk looked on in bewilderment. "What the hell happened to you?" Angelo asked and he took Adam in the kitchen to have a proper look. Adam put his finger to his lips "Not know". Angelo nodded "Why don't you go up and put your clothes away and sort out the ones that don't fit" he said to Ethan. Ethan nodded "Okay, then we can take them down to a charity shop". "Good idea Ethan" Angelo said "I will make sandwiches". Ethan didn't notice the marks on Adam and kissed him "See you in a mo" he said leaving the kitchen. "Out with it, what happened?" Angelo closed the kitchen door. Adam looked at him "Ethan was right, someone has been watching, well I suppose stalking you both". "Seriously?" Angelo remarked looking shocked "Can you describe him?". Adam nodded "I can do better than that" he showed Angelo the photo on his phone. Angelo shook his head "That is Matt my ex" he looked at Adam "So that explains the red marks". Adam looked confused "What do you mean?". "He got his legs wrapped around you didn't he?" Angelo raised a little smile. Adam laughed "Yes and fuck can he squeeze hard I though I was going to shit from the pressure". Adam continued "I got him wandering around trying to get in then we had a bit of a fight before the legs got me". "Did he hit you apart from that?" Angelo asked looking serious. Adam looked at Angelo "He slapped me hard after he finished fucking me, well more like raping me". Angelo clenched his fist "Going to have to teach him a another lesson". Adam grabbed Angelo's arm "No wait, I sort of raped him first to get him off me plus I wanted to do it". Angelo smiled "Adam seriously, you got to control your urges, still I need to speak to him about the stalking". Adam shook his head "Leave it for now, that silver car we see is his, we will know if he is still doing it". Angelo nodded "I ought to trust Ethan's instinct more. "What instinct" Ethan appeared hearing the last few words. Angelo looked over at Ethan "You were right about someone watching us". "I knew I wasn't being silly, how did you find out?" Ethan asked sitting at kitchen counter. "I caught him round the back of the house" Adam chipped in. Angelo laughed "They fucked each other as well, turns out it is Matt". "Matt... your ex?" Ethan said astounded looking at Angelo. Angelo nodded "Yes". Adam told Ethan about Matt stalking them and going through the events of the morning, Ethan waved his finger at Adam telling him he knew someone was watching them. Knowing it was Matt didn't seem to bother Ethan that much, but he was laughing his head off when Adam went into detail about how they ended up fucking. Tony arrived to pick Adam up and as he left he turned to Ethan and said he would pick him up at 7.30am on Monday for college. Ethan's heart sank as he would have to go back to educational life until the next break. Angelo and Ethan went out for a run later that afternoon around Harrison, as they entered the house Ethan went up to shower and Angelo saw he had a text message from his sister, she was in the area and would pop round before heading back to the Bronx, the text was nearly an hour old and he was about to text her back when there was a knock at the door. Maria stood on the doorstep and started giving him hell as he hadn't responded to her text, Angelo just laughed and said he was out running and was about to reply. Ethan dried himself off and pulled on some clothes, he was distracted by voices coming from the kitchen. Curious he made his way downstairs. Maria was sat at the counter drinking her coffee, Angelo could see her eyes darting around the kitchen. "How are things going with the company?" She asked Angelo. "Going really well" Angelo saw her eyes move carefully around the kitchen "What are you looking for?". Maria looked at him "Things are out of place Angelo what are you not telling me?" Angelo shook his head and spotted Ethan at the door "Maria this is Ethan, Ethan my sister Maria". Maria turned and looked him up and down and smiled "Hi Ethan". Ethan blushed "Hi, sorry I didn't know you had your sister here". Maria walked over to Ethan and hugged him "So your the one that's stolen my brothers heart". Ethan laughed "Well I think he stole mine first". The three of them went outside and sat by the pool chatting, Ethan and Maria got on and she knew that her brothers recent change was clearly down to Ethan's effect on him. As Maria got ready to leave she turned to Angelo telling him that the rest of the family will want to meet him so you better prepare Ethan for that, Angelo laughed and simply replied one day but not just yet. Angelo walked Maria to her car as he was about to leave. "He is very nice Angelo, but very young" She said looking at him "Are you sure about him?". Angelo nodded "Yes very sure, he looks at me like no one has ever done". Maria kissed him on the cheek "If you love him just promise to be you, be Angelo with him". "Si me hermana" Angelo smiled and kissed her on the cheek and watched her leave.

PART III I stared at Coach Pitt’s cock. It twitched every few seconds, a steady stream of precum sliding into the ridges of his furry abs. He saw me staring and grinned. “You like my dick, boy?” I nodded eagerly, and my own cock twitched. He grabbed my fat piece of meat and whistled. “Goddamn, Lance—you’ve got a pretty hot cock yourself.” He kissed me again, then looked me square in the eyes. “Now, listen: I promised Coach Strickland that he could watch me destroy your virginity. But before that happens, I’d really like to see you worship my cock. You wanna worship Coach’s cock?” “Fuck yeah, Coach.” “Then get on your knees, boy.” I knelt down in front of him, inhaling the scent of his fur and his precum and his sweaty crotch. I’d only sucked a few cocks before, and hadn’t really gotten the hang of it. But I’d never touched a cock like this. As I stared at the veiny shaft glistening with precum, my hunger for Coach’s dick activated instincts I didn't know were there. I wrapped my mouth eagerly around his mushroom head and began sucking on it like his seed was the only thing keeping me alive—first swallowing a few inches, then slowly engulfing more and more of it in my mouth. I wanted to please and worship this man more than anything else in the world. “Good boy,” he growled. “That’s a very, very good boy. You know, Lance, I suspected you were probably a hungry little fag, but I had no idea what a natural pig I had on my hands. I can already tell that you’re gonna make me so proud.” I murmured with pleasure as I kept creeping my lips down the length of his cock. He moaned, and I tasted his DNA as it dripped steadily down the back of my throat. “Turn around,” he said. “I wanna munch on that sweet little jockbutt.” I spun around for him. He gently pushed down on the small of my back so that my spine arched, then he positioned my legs to expose my hole even more. “Spread it, pig,” he said, and I reached back and spread my hungry butt. “Just like that. I like to see you just totally open and vulnerable. Submissive. Proud of your role as a chemmed-up cumhole.” With that, he dove right into my wide-open butt. I gasped as he buried his face in me, and I could hear him growl and snort as he spit and chewed and tongued my tight hole. I whimpered. Then he pulled me upright, turned my head to the side, and kissed me. “Your hole tastes fuckin’ awesome,” he said to me. “When I’m fucking you, I’ll pull out from time to time and shove my cock down your throat. That way you can taste your hot little boybutt all over my raw dick. Got it?” I nodded, and he kissed me a little more. His mouth was full of the same spit that was dripping out of my fuckhole and down my leg. Then he stood up. “OK, boy,” he said with a grin. “It’s time to head to my place and get you knocked up.” He pulled me to my feet and threw me a warm-up jersey. “Just put that on. No underwear. I want you to be naked as soon as possible once we’re inside my house.” Meanwhile, he threw on a pair of sweats and a hoodie, zipping it up to cover his hairy chest and abs. His hard cock formed a huge tent in his sweats, pulling the elastic band low enough that I could see his pubic hair. As we drove back to his place, he took out his phone and dialed Coach Strickland. “Hey, bud,” he said. “I’ve got the boy with me. We’ll be there in 10 minutes. You wanna get those hits ready? Oh, and by the way—Lance has something to tell you.” He handed the phone to me. “Tell him, Lance. Tell him what you want tonight.” “Hey,” I said. Strickland replied, “Hey, buddy. You got something to tell me?” I hesitated just for a moment, then plunged right in: “I wanna get fucked. I want your raw dick in my hole. I need it. So bad.” “Woof. That’s fuckin’ hot, boy. You gonna make me pull out?” “Fuck no, Coach. Cum in my butt. Please.” “Holy shit, dude. You’re such a fuckin’ good boy.” Here I paused again. I looked over at Coach Pitt, who gave me a little nod. Then I turned back to the phone and said, very quietly, “And one more thing. I want your poz cum.” A long pause. Then Strickland said: “What was that? I didn’t quite hear you, boy.” Another pause. Then I heard myself say, clearly and confidently, “I said I want you to bareback my hungry hole full of poz cum.” Strickland let out a little whoop. “Fuck yeah, you hot little pig! You wanna get inducted into the brotherhood? Wanna get converted?” “Yes please, Coach.” “Good fucking BOY,” he replied, and whooped again. Coach Pitt motioned for me to hand back the phone. “I told you this boy had potential,” he said to Strickland. “But I had no idea just how much. See you in a few.” When we pulled into the garage and closed the door, Strickland walked out to meet us wearing nothing but a pair of gym shorts. I could see the outline of his giant cock through the mesh fabric. His chest and abs were covered with a thin layer of blond fur. I stared at his dick. “Hey, little buddy,” said Strickland. “Get down on your knees and suck my dick.” I obeyed. Kneeling before this studly fucker, I greedily swallowed the giant head of his dick. He grabbed my hair and began easing more and more of his cock into my mouth. “Fuck, dude,” he said. “This fag is a natural cocksucker.” “I know,” said Coach Pitt. “I can’t wait to see how he reacts to a big raw dick in his butt.” With that, Strickland pulled me off his cock and yanked me to my feet. “C’mon inside, boy,” he said. “I’ve prepared a very special surprise for you. You’re gonna fuckin’ love it.” I followed him inside, then downstairs to a dark room that smelled like sweat and piss. Sex toys were everywhere. A sling was in the corner. And on a table near the doorway, I saw three syringes laid out in a row. “Get up in the sling,” said Strickland. “Coach Pitt will secure your hands and feet.” I did as I was told. Taking off the warm-up jersey, I climbed into the sling and put my legs into the stirrups. Coach Pitt winked at me as he secured my hands and feet. Then he grabbed a piece of rubber and tied it around my arm. “Listen, boy,” he said. “This is gonna be really intense, but just trust me. Just go with it. Coach Strickland prepared a big slam for you. That means he’s put drugs into a syringe, and we’re gonna inject it right into your bloodstream. You’ll feel an incredibly intense rush, then you’ll just want dick in your hole. Raw dick. Our dicks. And everyone else’s dicks, too.” “We’re filming this, by the way,” said Strickland, pointing to a camera in the corner. “We want to document your initiation. I don’t care if that makes you uncomfortable. Frankly, in just a few minutes, you won’t care either.” I watched as Coach Pitt secured a rubber strap to his own bicep. Then Strickland handed him a syringe and swabbed my arm with an alcohol pad. “Coach Pitt is gonna do his slam at the same time as you,” Strickland said to me. “That way he can talk you through the initial rush. I’ll slam second. And then, little buddy, we’re both gonna get you fuckin’ pregnant.” He removed the orange cap from the syringe, tapping it to remove any air bubbles. He found a good vein and inserted the needle. He looked back at Coach Pitt, who was doing the same. “Just tell me when you’re ready, Pitt,” he said. I watched as Strickland pulled the plunger back from my syringe, and it turned deep red. “I’ve got a register,” said Coach Pitt. “Fuckin’ do it.” And with that, Strickland undid the rubber strap from my bicep and began pushing down on the plunger. I watched the red liquid disappear into my vein, then felt a scratching at the back of my throat. I coughed violently as a rush of blood and chemicals went to my head. My heart began beating in double time. “Hold your arm up, boy,” said Strickland, showing me how to keep a finger over the entry point. I heard Coach Pitt exhale loudly, growl, and say “Fuck yeah” under his breath. Strickland went off to do his own slam, and Coach Pitt approached me, his giant dick bobbing in front of him, rock-hard. He, too, had his arm in the air, and his eyes were full of crazy, devilish intensity. Meanwhile, I was a little panicked. The rush was more intense than anything I’d ever felt. I couldn’t even begin to process what I was feeling. “It’s OK, boy,” said Coach Pitt, gently. “Just go with it. We gave you a REALLY big hit. Does this make you feel any better?” He ran his hands across my chest, tweaking my nips, then slowly moved his fingers down to my stomach. “Or this?” He inserted two fingers in my hole, and my eyes immediately rolled back in my head. Coach Pitt laughed. “Fuck yeah, boy,” he said. “This sweet little fuckhole’s all slammed up, and it’s ready to get fuckin’ pozzed. You want my dick, boy?” “Fuck yeah,” I said, completely blown away by the intense sensation of his fingers in my hole—it was like his fingers were everywhere on my body at once. In fact, my body felt like nothing but a hole. And all I could think was that I needed Coach’s big dick inside me, I needed his sweet fuckin’ seed, I needed his virus, I needed him to mark me, own me, use me, wreck me. “Here you go, pig,” he said, resting the head of his dick against my fuckhole. “Strickland and I are gonna fuck you raw. We’re gonna breed you full of our poz seed. Then we’ll have some buddies come over to work all that cum up inside you, blasting you full of more virus. We’ll do everything we can to get you fuckin’ converted, I promise you.” That’s when he inserted the head of his cock inside my hole. My ass radiated with hunger. My mouth dropped open and my eyes fluttered. Coach Pitt grinned his evil grin. “Want more?” I nodded emphatically. Then I felt him pushing his massive raw shaft inside me, about a half-inch, then pausing, then a half-inch more. “Goddamn,” he said. “I tell ya, Strickland, there’s nothing hotter than fucking a virgin hole that’s just been slammed for the first time. It’s this combination of crazy tightness and insane hunger. His hole is grabbing onto my cock, doing its best to devour it, and his little cunt muscles are trying to catch up. You OK, boy? You want more dick?” By this point, I was grinning stupidly as he slowly impaled me on his raw shaft. I didn’t need to answer. He could see the complete bliss on my face. My wrestling coach, my dream man, was slowly filling my hole with his dick. Surrendering to his cock, feeling him invade me and claim me, I’d found my purpose, or at least part of it. My purpose was to serve and worship men like Coach Pitt, offering my raw hole for them to pound and breed. “I’m not gonna last long,” Coach Pitt said. “This hole is fuckin’ incredible. Boy, you’re gonna get so much cum tonight—you have no idea. How’s that slam feeling?” “I didn’t think it was possible to feel this good,” I said, still grinning from the sensation of being filled by this stud’s giant dick. “I didn’t think I would ever get to see your cock, let alone feel it push inside my fuckhole.” With that, Coach pushed the rest of the way into me, his heavy balls resting against my asscrack. I looked up at him, my vision blurred by the waves of pleasure running up and down my entire body. No rubbers, no barriers—just the skin of his fat mushroom head rubbing against the skin of my hungry virgin hole. “You want my cum, don’t you?” he said, starting to thrust his dick into my jockbutt. “I so fucking want it,” I replied. He smiled. “I’m so glad I get to poz you, Lance. I’m so glad I’m the one who gets to flood your virgin hole with my virus. I’m gonna mark you. You’re gonna be mine. You wanna be mine?” “Yes, Coach,” I said. “Make me yours. All yours. Please. Poz me. Infect me. Give me your virus. Work my slammed-up hole with your raw dick until you pump a load deep. Please.” “I like to hear you beg, boy.” I heard his breath grow shallow. His thrusts went a little deeper. He was close to shooting. “I like to hear you beg for my toxic load. I fuckin’ love it. Sweet little jockboy like you with a hungry bubble butt. You want a poz load, boy?” “Fuck yeah. Poz me. Please.” “Here it comes, you little fucker. You little neg bitchboy. I’m about to blast you full of my fuckin’ poison. Fuckin’ A, Lance—sweet hungry tight virgin fuckhole. Fuck! You know what I’m doing right now, you hot little faggot? I’m. Stealing. Your. Fucking. Boyhood. Fuuuuuuck!” With that, he thrust deep, his whole body convulsing as poz cum pulsed out of his raw dick. Then another pulse. Then another. I felt a wetness and warmth began to flood my guts as Coach’s cock unleashed a ******* of infected seed into my defenseless body. Finally, after the eighth or ninth pulse, he came to a stop. His dick was still hard, still lodged in my cumhole. He looked me in the eye, grinned a huge grin, and said with a growl: “Welcome to the fuckin’ brotherhood, baby boy.” MORE SOON…