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My older brother dealt drugs when we were teenagers and he made me smoke pot with him a couple times but I didn’t like it. After I came out when I was 16 in 1979, I dated guys monogamously and never did drugs. One time when I went with a friend to Austin for a lake party, someone slipped a molly into my sandwich. It freaked me out, not knowing what had happened and I didn’t like it. Anything that was speedy, even caffeine trigger my anxiety, and that sure did it. After that I specifically avoided doing anything and rarely drank. Many years later when my husband of 20 years and I visited Palm Springs for the second time, we rented a house and made plans to hang out with guys we found on apps. We had been open for about ten years and it worked for us. We didn’t hook up much with other people where we lived for discretion. We were both executives in visible positions and needed to be discreet. But when we were out of town it was easier. My husband is an ex-model, very hung and had no problem finding willing younger guys (his type) to fuck. I liked all kinds of guys and had become pretty adventurous with sex, exploring a lot of kinks over the years. I found a really sexy, tall all-American looking guy in his 40s on an app. He had a humongous dick, which was my kryptonite, seemed kinky, and kind of nasty. He was interested in hanging out and was free that night. He said he had a friend who was on his way from San Francisco and would be in town within the hours. He sent me pics of the guy. His friend was in his 30’s, shorter than his friend and also really handsome, in that swarthy Italian way. Oh, and he also had a huge cock, almost as big as his tall friend. I got the impression they liked tag teaming bottoms and I’d trained my hole to be flexible and strong, so I could take big cocks and even a fist a couple times, and still be able to get tight pretty quickly afterwards. But, it had been awhile since I’d been fucked because work was crazy busy during COVID, so I would have to really get warmed up to take either of these guys. We met at CCBC where I had rented a room. The tall guy was there in the lobby when I arrived and introduced himself as “Rob” (not his real name). We got settled into the room when the shorter Italian guy arrived, and introduced himself as “Gino” (also not his real name). Gino and I sort of hit it off right away. He made a couple trips to the four to bring in four suitcases. Rob explained that Gino was a dealer and was moving to Palm Springs and was setting up shop as soon as he moved into his rental house. Gino opened up the suitcases. While I couldn’t see everything from my chair across the room, I could see they were full of pill bottles, plastic baggies, many different colors of pills and powders, along with pipes, bongs and other stuff I couldn’t see very clearly. Gino asked me if I partied and I said I didn’t but told them I had brought a joint and didn’t mind if they did. I’d heard how addictive, dangerous and intense meth was and that never appealed to me, especially because it was speedy. In fact it scared the hell out of me. I had a really great life and I didn’t want to do anything to mess that up. However, something surprised me in that moment he asked me. I got scared about the idea and weirdly it also turned me on. I kind of laughed to myself because it seemed I’d found another kink I didn’t want to actually engage in, but fantasize about, like pozzing. They started smoking from a bong and blowing big clouds. The clouds seemed really seductive to me. Gino asked me if I wanted to try a hit. I paused for just a couple seconds, feeling my cock get raging hard. I told him no. He raised an eyebrow like he didn’t believe me. I think he’d noticed my hesitation and curiosity. So he said, “How about this?” He took a big hit and then came over to about a foot from me and started blowing it towards my face. I wasn’t expecting it but for some reason my reflexive reaction was to breathe some in. I quickly exhaled, worried what might happen. Gino smiled a little and the two guys took some more hits. I was feeling my favorite sex pot and laid down on the bed. Gino came over next to me on the bed, took a huge hit and leaned over me, holding it and raising his eyebrows. My cock instantly got even harder, I think because of the risk and danger. I’d learned that risk and a little danger was a turn-on for me when being blindfolded at my first dungeon party a couple months ago. I just looked into his eyes and he must have taken that as a green light because he leaned down and blew the big hit into my mouth. I only breathed in a little but just the idea of someone getting me high on something dangerous without my explicit consent made almost cum. We talked for quite a while and I found that I really liked both of them, especially Gino. He was surprisingly down to earth and friendly, easy to talk to. He seemed surprisingly trustworthy for a dealer. Rob definitely did not seem trustworthy, but something about his shadiness was sexy. I’d taken another hit off the indica joint and was feeling good. We all made out for awhile, and it was hot. They paused, got up and shot up their dicks with what they called trimix. The guy with the monster dick said he had to have an extra strong formula to get his big beautiful cock hard after partying. Watching them inject their dicks was unexpectedly crazy hot. I laughed at myself, at how much I’d changed since my sort of puritan 20’s and 30’s. As they shot their dicks up, I began to feel the meth I’d inhaled. It was speedy, but nice, very euphoric and it made me even hornier. I began to want to be fucked pretty bad. After the trimix, they said they were going to slam. I didn’t know what that meant but when they started filling two syringes I figured it out. I noticed I started precumming watching them, and I think they noticed it too. As I watched and wondered what it would be like, I realized how dark my kinks had gotten. It was kind of scary, and alluring too. I could see it hit them and how much they enjoyed it, but it still scared the hell out of me. After they slammed we really started making out hardcore. Rob started playing with my hole and said, “Gino, you’ve got to check out his hole. It is magnificent.” Gino moved around to between my legs and said, “fuuuuuuck” and started eating me out. Rob gave me his dick to suck. While I was doing that, Rob leaned over to Gino and whispered something. Gino shook his head while his tongue was deep in me. I asked what they were talking about because this was a pretty risky situation. Gino took his mouth off of my hole and said, “Rob thought we should stealth booty bump you, you know, but some Tina up your hole and get you higher. I told him no, that wasn’t cool.” My reaction to hearing this was gratitude for Gino protecting me, and getting really turned on my Rob's sleazy underhandedness and desire to corrupt me. I just said, “fuuuuuck” and closed my eyes. Gino began to fuck me as I was sucking Rob’s enormous head. I couldn't’ get it in any further. My hole was amazingly loose and took Gino’s big rod pretty easily. He kept saying how much he loved my hole, and then came in me hard. I could feel it - it was a lot. He kept fucking me, like fucking the cum into my hole with a little half smile. Then Rob moved around and turned me over on my knees and fucked the living hell out of me. I couldn’t believe I could take his whole cock. Gino was kissing me and sliding fingers in beside Rob’s cock, stretching me beyond even when I had been fisted. Rob also came hard and shoved in me deeper than I’d had any cock, hand or toy, and he just held it there while he came. He started at me, watching my eyes. After a couple minutes, I could feel it. There was meth in their cum. I could feel the euphoric speed hitting me. “Oh jeezus!” I said. “You guys did stealth me after all, with your cum!” Gino said that it wasn’t much and assured me I’d be fine. With hardly a poz, Gino slid underneath me and then began to slide in, with Rob still inside. “Oh shit. Oh shit. I don’t think I can take it.” I said. Gino told me to just breathe and I’d be fine. Suprisingly, it hurt and stretched hard for a few minutes but after that I just felt amazingly full and tight and fantastic. Then both they started fucking me, moving in and out with different cadences and depth. I started to scream in complete ecstacy, and then came. They kept fucking me until they both came again. After that I was spent, and just turned over on my back. I was really spinning now, part pot, part meth, part dopamine from the sensation of being double fucked, but I felt great. We chatted for a bit and then they slammed again and took another couple hits. Gino blew another hit in my face. I definitely didn’t need it. The cum was doing the trick. But I wasn’t too high. Several concerns registered in my mind: the first was, I liked it and I was thinking about when I would do it again. The second was, how high I was still going to get, and lastly, how long would I be high? Would I need to stay overnight? Would my husband be able to tell when I got home? I texted my husband that I was having a great time, we were hanging out with some guys at CCBC and not to wait up. After I put my phone down, Gino pulled my knees up and pulled my ass to his cock, which was still hard. He slid in me and said, “What do you want?” “Are you poz?” I asked, registering this was my other dangerous fantasy. “No, but Rob is and he’s not on meds. Are you on PreP?” He asked. I realized I had forgotten my prep at home and had not taken it in two days, which wasn’t a big deal. Gino said I’d be fine. Gino shoved his beautiful, big uncut cock inside me and began fucking me slowly, all the way in and all the way out. Then he shoved it deep inside, leaned over me and said, “Clench your hole on my cock.” I couldn’’t figure out why but I did it. He held still, his big hard cock all the way inside me. I suddenly began to feel fuller, like his cock was expanding. He smiled and said, “You’ve never been piss fucked before, have you.?” “Oh fucking hell!” I replied It was the hottest thing I’d never heard about. After he finished filling me far beyond any capacity I’d previously reached, he started fucking me. He told me to stay clenched as he fucked me slowly, and I did. My daily Kegel exercises were paying off. He fucked me for a few minutes then pulled out slowly and told me to hold it in. He raised my knees and then ass up so that my hole was like a piss chalice and it would stay in. “How does that feel?” He asked with a grin. “It is blowing my mind.” I replied, ”Hold it in for five minutes.” He said, giving me a knowing look. And then it hit me, their piss had probably more meth in it than their cum. A lot more. They had slammed twice and smoked a lot. Then I started feeling the big wave of high hit me hard. It was amazing, not at all like I expected. Both of the guys were getting off on doing this to me and we all kissed together as I held it inside me. The high kept getting bigger and bigger. Gino told me to go to the bathroom and let it out. When I got back to the bed, Rob said, “My turn.” Rob’s piss fucking me was even wilder; his bigger cock, and much more piss did a lot more damage to my hole and really ratchet up my high. After I let it out, I was really spinning but feeling great. We messed around some more, made out and the double fucked me again for a bit. Then Rob jumped up and said with a big surprised grin. “Come with me. Grab a towel and follow me.”

We all know that feeling. It’s the end of the weekend and hornyness is kicking in big time. I’m usually a big fan of grindr and these apps but sometimes you got to do what you got to do. I was horny and needed a load. So I reactivated my old account “discreet btm now” and looked. Literally two minutes after I went online, I had a message from profile that was 200m away. Blank profile. “top now”. Asking me what I was up to, and if I had any pictures. After sending some pictures of me, getting fucked and sucking dick he asked me to come over. It should be simple: suck, get bred, leave. I didn’t need to see any pictures. Once I’m that horny, I will let anyone breed me. So I was walking over there, he left the door open and was waiting on the couch, stroking his dick. I immediately undressed and got to sucked his dick. I love sucking dick and I’m not exaggerating when I’m saying that I do that with a true passion and once I taste precum i’m in a trance. After some time, I felt some hands on my ass. Some fingers making their way to my hole. And before I knew it, I heard someone spit on his hand, followed by a big mushroom head being pushed in my hole. He didn’t ease into it and started pounding me hard. I was loving this, and since I’m especially turned on by taking cock anonymously i was in heaven. Took him about five minutes to say “i’m gonna cum”, which were the only words I heard anyone say the whole time. He pulled out, smeared whatever cum he had left on his cock on my ass and left. Once loaded the other guy got up and rammed his throbbing cock in in one go. as the guy before, he didn’t go easy and started to really pound my ass. Another two minutes later, I felt he was getting close. I was in doggy leaning on the couch and I reached between my legs to grab his balls. That sent over the edge and he unloaded in a furiously, intense orgasm. As soon as he pulled out, I turned around and cleaned that cock as thorough as I could before quickly getting dressed and leaving the apartment. And now I’m sitting on my couch with two fingers of my hole licking the cum from my fingers and writing the story.

Given the choice between a bathhouse and a cruise bar/club, I’ll almost always choose the latter. I’m not sure why, I just prefer the vibe. I often find bathhouses somewhat depressing, and guys generally seem pickier, and less up for play- and certainly less up for group play. All that disappearing into private cubicles… it seems somehow exclusionary. Perhaps in the past that was one of the strengths of bathhouses: they offered a private place to meet and play. Whereas now, guys who want a private encounter just use the apps to meet and then do the deed itself at home- no need for the bathhouse. On the other hand cruise bars and clubs offer little in the way of privacy and are much more aligned with those who enjoy group play or multiple partners in quick succession. Perhaps that’s why they are surviving and even thriving while bathhouses are not. The apps are generally not going to enable you to fuck or get fucked by 30 guys in the space of a couple of hours, whereas cruise bars and clubs give you that opportunity. Presumably they are also cheaper and easier to run, and therefore a lot more profitable. It says a lot that somewhere like Maspalomas has dozens of bars and clubs, but not one single bathhouse. Even in Berlin, it’s all about the bars these days.

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.

Context: POV of my experience breeding a cumdump in London. I had been eyeing his profile for a few weeks now, but had been too nervous to message him. After getting off to cumdump porn on twitter for a while, I worked up my courage to get the real experience. The beating of my heart drowned out the noise of the busy road outside his apartment building, as I waited to be let in. It was my first time doing something like this and I didn’t even know the guy’s name; all I had to go on was a single image taken of him on all fours: showing off a muscular back, leading down to his small waist, and finally a bubble jockstrapped ass. In his profile description, there was just one word - ‘Cumdump’. The buzzer sounded and I was let in. Irrationally, it felt as if the man in reception knew what I was there for and my face was heated. I walked quickly through the corridor to the elevator, whilst masking my anxiety with nonchalance. After reaching his floor, I again read over his instructions to find his flat - my cock was rock hard at this point. My breath paused briefly when I saw his door ajar… this was really about to happen. It was dark inside, with faint music playing. It smelled of sex. I found him on all fours in red lighting, in nothing but a jockstrap exactly like in his pictures. The sight of a muscular man, face down ass up, waiting to be fucked will forever be engraved in my mind. I got on my knees and gave his round globes a feel, taking my time to appreciate every inch and occasionally spreading his hole. With the tip of my right thumb I circled his wet hole teasingly before doing the same with my tongue. I then laid it flat on his hole - it tasted a mix of berry-flavored lube and cum - lapping at that soft, silky goodness. The next few minutes were spent alternating between tonguing his hole deep in and out and drawing letters, shapes, and symbols, I honestly couldn’t get enough. But I came for something else. The thing that had kept my cock straining against my jeans for the entirety of London to see on the journey to his place. My balls were churning like crazy - I needed to breed him. Pushing my cock into his pre-loaded hole was so easy since there was little resistance. The feeling of warmth and wetness was unmatched to any other guy I had fucked before and I knew I would become addicted to it. I slid my cock in and out with long-strokes, slow and deep, really just stretching him out as much as I could. That was my standard tempo, speeding up to a faster fucking every now and then; he would get especially verbal at the peak of fucking, begging for my load. I kept at this for about 45 minutes, with some small breaks in between. Fucking him in missionary was amazing - he wound his thick muscular legs around me as if to get my cock as deep as possible into his slutty hole. All the while his baseball cap stayed on, obscuring his anonymity. He was just a cumdump, a hole to be used and bred by the men of the city. I heard his door open as someone else came in. Initially I panicked, but he reassured me it was another cruiser coming to dump his load - my time was up. He laid flat on the ground, with me on top of him. The feel of his sweaty muscular back against my chest as I fucked him deep was glorious. In this position, his hole felt tighter than before, he was stimulating my cock so well. I sped up faster and faster until he was begging for my load in front of the new guest, who had already dropped his pants and began stroking his cock. Finally I came, shoving my cock as deep as possible inside him. With full control over his slutty hole, he did this thing where he clenched his cheeks to squeeze my dick, milking the cum from my dick. After a minute of my cock being jerked off by his ass, I slid out and saw his hole gape with my cum. It was the most beautiful thing I’d ever seen. I gave him a soft slap on his ass and said thank you, putting my jeans back on. He mumbled something unintelligible in response, probably because the other breeder had already started fucking him. I left with a smile on my face.

So anyway, time for an update. I've still been going to the parties, but now that I've been pozzed a lot of the thrill of the risk of bottoming is gone. But all is not lost because although I never really got into topping before, now it is super exciting to pump a charged load into a possibly neg and unsuspecting hole. I still go and get locked in my bondage spreader bar like before and take a couple loads but now the host releases me after a couple and we search for a bottom who might want to try it out. We never fail to find one. And they never ask about status or anything like that. I love watching a fat guy like me ass up and helpless to stop any top from mounting him and stretching and pounding his hole. Well, I like any guy who tries it. It's so hot knowing they will take anon cum. I like to wait until a bottom has several loads in and then take my turn and blast my toxic load in with the other usually unknown ones. Not all unknown though because I've seen several tops with biohazard or scorpion tats using the bound bottoms. At least two of the other bottom guys who have tried it have already tested poz too. I don't know if it was me for sure or not, but my VL is super high. My doctor is really getting on me about getting on meds, but I'm thinking about quitting seeing him and switching to another clinic that doesn't know of my status. I'm really glad that I've found another way to keep things hot!

What happens to your libido when you're not feeling well? Mine goes out the window. I don't want to be fucked or even cared for or coddled. I tend to get cranky and I like to be alone. Just leave the chicken soup there. Thanks and bye. A former FB an Arab daddy, a while back called and wanted to.come.over. if busy I say so and he's fine with that. If I say I'm not.feeling well it goes like this. Just not up.to.it. Feeling lousy. It's okay. Running a fever and I'm exhausted. It's okay. I come.fuck you good all.night and you like new. You just need Daddy's milk. It's not okay. Over the last 5-6 years, we've had this conversation a few times. It's usually soon after this point that I just hang up on him. What happens to your libido when you're ill? How do you handle a FB who insists on hooking up even though you're sick? Does it piss you off like it does me? I'd be pissed off as well if someone with a cold or flu invited me over. Would you?

realising you were something some men craved gave us a power most boys never knew.was also just 11 and totally clueless.Sitting at the little table inside his camper sipping soda and looking at the porn mags he showed me.a seduction,and awakening of senses as he pushed for what he wanted and got as I was pressed under his weight and bred for the first time.Often wonder how others responded to this moment.scared shitless heart pounding in fear as he came,not understanding what was happening at all.But fear gave way to curiousity days later,and the next time experience and a newly awakened body responded well and a craving soon set in, men responded to it like they could feel it as an attractive force.loved watching mens crotches and packages everywhere and maybe thats how they knew.

If I’m really feeling sick, I go to bed and sleep. Don’t wake me if I’m sleeping; I’ll let you know if I need something. but if it’s just a little bit under the weather, I’m as horny as ever. Libido doesn’t change. There have been times where I have jerked off six or eight times a day. It may not be what my body needs to recover, but it certainly makes me feel better.

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 1 It was the end my senior year in high school, I turned 18 just two weeks ago, and I was preparing to graduate. The most exciting chapter of my life was about to begin - freedom, new horizons, adventures, a life of my own. There was however, one slight issue. I am gay, I am catholic, and I have to hide my identity from everyone until I can move away. Living in a community of under 100,000 people, everyone kind of knew each other. It was still a big enough place that strangers were found every day, but today, a stranger found me. I was at the local coffee shop enjoying a frozen coffee. I was quietly sitting in the corner browsing the web on how to meet gay people. Good ol’ fashion G popped up on the App Store. I paused, thinking about what would happen if I started down this path. My parents would abandon me if they ever found out. I would be cast out, and left to my own demise. I shrugged, this is my life, and I want to meet other gays. I downloaded the app, signed up, attached a profile photo, and waited for it to be approved. I started browsing and behold, a man just 87 feet away. He had no profile photo, but he described himself as an ex-military Air Force man, bb, well hung, cut, NSA, and positive. I had no idea what any of these terms really meant. But I started to peer around the coffee shop and a man with dark hair, short cut, blue eyes and muscular build locked eyes with me. I looked away, returning to my coffee. A very loud sound came from my phone, and several men in the shop turned their heads to look at me. My face turned red hot, I could feel it. This time, the gentlemen winked at me. Holy shit. That’s him? This man was so hot, and I couldn’t help the boner forming. He also noticed this, as I saw him staring under the table at my bulge that was erupting from my jeans. I wasn’t sure what to do, everyone in the shop resumed what they were doing, except for him. He just sat there, watching me, as if I were some sort of prey or prize getting admired. I decided I needed to leave. I wasn’t ready for any of this. I moved to leave, and the man stood up abruptly, as I moved to the door he began to step closer to my path, and he introduced himself to me before I could reach the door. “Hey, I’m Darren. I was wondering if you’d be interested in hanging out.” I moved on, ignoring him and continued through the door. I rushed to my car at a quick pace, and he followed. I looked back, his hungry eyes staring me down as he strolled towards me. His huge muscular body continued pursuing me. I got to my Camry, and he arrived behind me as I fumbled for the keys to unlock my vehicle. “Hey, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to scare you off. Let me make it up to you.” I hesitated. This was my chance. This man was hot. His v-neck revealed a chest of thick dark hair, and his shirt was so tight it looked as if his arms would rip the seems. I looked at him, unsure of what to say. I stuttered, trying to ask him how he would make it up. “Can I hop in the car with you?” I nodded. What was I thinking. This is stupid. He got in the vehicle and I sat in the driver seat. Darren Instructed me to pull around behind the building, and I did. I parked the vehicle and he leaned over and got up in my face. He smelled like a Versace cologne, and it was intoxicating. He stroked my hair and leaned in closer, pressing his lips to mine. He began moving his tongue through his lips and through mine. Damn. He tasted like a hazelnut cappuccino. Delicious. Darren leaned back into his seat, unzipping his pants. He pulled down his pants to his knees and pulled his under down far enough for his thick 8.5 inch cock to flop out. Astonished, I sat there with my mouth open. My 6 inch dick was nothing compared to him. He had a gorgeous bush, and I could smell the sweat of his balls in the car. It was irresistible. He gestured for me to suck it, and I tried to explain I’d never done that, but he took my head and forced it down into his lap. Reluctantly, I opened my mouth and he aimed his cock, and slammed it to the back of my throat. The salty flavor, funky aroma, and taste of precum got me so hard, it felt like my dick was breaking under my jeans. Darren pulled my head off his cock after a few minutes of me sucking and polishing it. “Get in the back seat, bitch.” I did as I was ordered. “Pants and underwear off. Lay on your back. Spread your legs.” I tried to tell him again that I’ve never done this before, and he reassured me that he wouldn’t make me do anything I wasn’t comfortable with. I felt better, so I stripped down my bottom half. He peeled off his pants and underwear and took his shirt off too, then removed my shirt. He ran his tongue over my nipples, up and down my neck. He nibbled at my ears, smelled my pits, and leaned back. “Look at this virgin hole. It’s so pretty… but it won’t be when I’m done with you.” I began to worry, and he must have sensed this. He grabbed me by the hips, lifted my ass up, and licked my hole vigorously, he cleaned my entire crack out, and probed my glistening hole with his tongue. “I love the way you taste, bitch. You’re my bitch now, right?” This felt so good I couldn’t stop him. “Yes! Yes! I’m your bitch!” He burrowed in further with his tongue, and my whole world lit up like a Christmas tree. I was in heaven. But then he stopped. He moved in closer, and dropped my hips. That’s when he started rubbing his huge dick across my hole. He would put pressure on it, and watch my face as he tortured me with pleasure. “Do you have a condom?” Darren asked nicely, “I am poz, so if you don’t want to fuck it’s cool.” I wasn’t sure what that meant. He explained to me that it’s a virus, and that it can be spread through sex. He told me this as he pushed his cock against my hole, harder, enough to start opening me up slightly. I could not control myself. I lost my shit as he did one more push, this time I felt my hole open up more, and it hurt a bit, but FUCK I was leaking precum everywhere. Darren reassured me that the virus is just a virus. There are plenty of people who have it and it’s no big deal. He must have completely understood that I wasn’t aware of what it mean to be poz. But he did what he had to. “Ok.” I whispered. And he took a glob of spit and ran it up and down his cock. “You want this cock inside you? You little fag? You want me to fuck this hole?” He kept rubbing my hole and I let out a whimper, and gave in. “Give it to me.” Darren pushed In, opening up my hole even more, he pulled back, but this time, he slammed it all the way in. Hard. I felt the walls of my ass rip open, and the hole be stretched to the max. Darren pumped my ass with his huge cock - I was having troubles handling his huge member, it hurt so bad, but it felt so good too. I never knew sex could feel so… amazingly awful. After a while, It felt way smoother, and way nicer. I relaxed and let him pound my ass, taking his pleasure. Darren’s sweat dripped all over my body and face as he fucked me to the point I had blood running from my hole, onto the cloth of the seat. He grabbed my rock hard cock and began jerking me off. Almost immediately I blew my load, right over my head. It hit the window; I had never done anything like that before. Darren’s thrusting picked up pace. He was fucking me so hard and so fast I felt like I was gonna puke. For another 15 minutes he fucked me in the back of that car like an animal. It smelled like sex, sweat, and blood. An aroma, I will never forget. Darren let out a loud and powerful orgasm, as he burrowed and bottomed out my ass. It hurt so fucking bad, like he couldn’t possibly be deeper. “You’re mine now, bitch. I own you forever. We are family forever. My bug lives in you, and you service my bug for the rest of your life. You’ll be in hell servicing me forever now. You. Are. Mine.” A little bit about Part 2. Now that Darren owns me, will I ever have a normal life again? Men all over G are messaging me, and this older man seems really into me. He invited me over for dinner, so I could meet him and his son.

I'm looking for tops with fisting experience. I'm a total bottom, love getting my cunt stretched.

Ok, so 99% of the time I’m just a horny insatiable bottom that wants and needs an anonymous fuck. But funny enough I find myself just wanting to eat ass for hours on end. (Not while being topped or giving or receiving head). But just going to a guys house finding him ass up and wanting to dig my face and tongue into hiss ass for long periods of time then leave. And if his ass is pre-loaded even better. Is this common or just me being piggy.

Hello everyone. I'm 19yo and just moved to a large city for the first time in my life for studies. I come from a small village (which is on an island). Although we do have tons of tourists well it was hard to do anything sexual. It seems as there is a kind of an invisible barrier between us and the tourists. Being gay is tough here but I've managed to be a fake str8 or whatever you may call it. I know that I'm gay and I have no regrets or bad feelings about it. I love liking men. However I'm a bit scared too. Sometimes it feels that my sexual drive takes control. It's not easy finding someone. I recently made a profile on a gay site, I receive lots of messages but very few were interesting for my taste. I'm mostly into someone who would be 35+, the daddy type you know. I don't really know if I am a top or a bottom, for the time being I can be everything. I feel like I'm ready to catch fire, metaphorically speaking. I also thinking of getting a nipple piercing. Sounds irrelevant but somehow when I get horny I think of that too. Or when I see it in others. I wanna test another man's lips and not only that. I know about prep and I know about STDs. I want my first time to be raw. The only guy that we're talking these days is a guy who is 40 and he likes smoking and poppers. he smokes cigarettes and weed. We jerk off together at cam and he likes smoking a lot while I stroke for him. he wants me to suck him. I think I want too. I'm just a bit confused. I'd like to discuss all these with someonen who is patient and does not want to fuck me right now. I've got no gay friends or friends who know that I'm gay. So I wanted to share all these..

The Private Party So I was on that barebacking site, you know which one. I just happened to look at the Private Parties section. Usually these are organized by a bottom guy who is looking for tops and doesn't really want any other bottoms there. This time I was pleasantly surprised to find a party where not only was the organizer a versatile top, most of the other people signed up to attend were or were tops or versatile. And it wasn't just a couple of attendees, there were already 8 people signed up. I started to look at the profiles of the organizer and the other attendees. Very hot. I could already feel my little cock start to tingle in anticipation. I've always had a fantasy about showing up at a party like this and when I get there being locked into a chastity device and then into the kind of bondage spreader bar which leaves a guy ass up and helpless to prevent anyone from using him as they see fit. I messaged the host for an invitation and asked him if it was OK if I was locked in a chastity cage and a spreader bar, He messaged me back saying I was invited and that would be great. I went to the toy/lingere store near where I live that carries a fairly large assortment of bondage toys. I picked out a spreader bar that looked sturdy. The lady at the counter gave me a wink and a smirk as I paid. So now I'm getting ready for the party. Taking a shower, shaving myself in all the right places. Applying good smelling lotion. Thoroughly cleaning myself out with many enema bottles. Lubing up my hole and sliding a large plug in. Putting on my cage and locking it securely in place. Putting on a jock so my ass will be exposed and ready. When I get there the host greets me at the door and recognizes me since I am carrying a spreader bar. When I am inside I strip down and remove the plus. He takes my clothes and the plug, putting them in a bag for safe keeping. tells me I can go set up in a corner and he'll have someone help me get locked up. He motions over a guy dressed in leather gear and asks him if he'd give me a hand. He says he would love to. We go over in the corner and I get down on all fours and he fastens my arms and legs to the spreader bar. I am now ass up and totally helpless to stop anyone from having free access to my hole. Other guys are milling around, a few are making out and I hear the moans and groans of others as they are sucking each other off or fucking. The guy admires his handiwork and gives my ass a smack. Other people seem to notice and soon a group forms. The leather guy starts to slide his hard, thick dick up and down my crack until the tip catches my hole, then he slides it in making me groan out in pleasure. He starts a slow in-out motion and his dick is long enough it is hitting my prostate and soon it is making my little cock confined in its cage drool pre cum. Someone notices and says "Look at that sissy clit drip!" while he reaches down and wipes some up with his finger and then puts it to my mouth making me taste my own seed. After a while the leather guy fucking me starts to pick up his pace, his low hanging balls which had been slapping my taint pulling up tight to his body and I know I'm about to take his load. As I feel his cock throb and his cum blasting deep inside me he bends down to my ear and says "did the host tell you that this isn't just a bareback party, it is a conversion party?" I cry out "No!", but I should have known because so many of the attendees had status "Ask me". He rests for a second and says "Well, now you know, and there was your first poz load". He barely has a chance to pull out before another guy starts sliding his big dick into my now well used hole. One by one guys pound my ass and fill it with their hot loads, many of them telling me things like that they had stopped their meds weeks ago in anticipation of this party. I can feel lube and cum dribbling out of my ass and down my leg every time one of them pulls out. I lose track of how many loads I take, but it has to be close to a dozen. Eventually I hear the host tell me the party will be ending soon and it is his turn. I feel his dick slide into my now stretched out hole, but he has to be one of the biggest I've ever taken because it still stretches me out more. He pounds me long and hard and then groans out as he cums, telling me he had been waiting to seed me all night and that his VL was very high so it was the guarantee that I'd be knocked up for sure. He and the leather guy then release me from the spreader bar and I am handed the bag with my clothes in it. I dress, my little cock still trapped in its cage and then drive home. When I get there I unlock my cage and as I'm pulling my little cock I get an email from the host inviting me to next month's party. I can't wait.

Congrats, Flared. You've come quite a distance from when you first posted above. There are any number of reasons you didn't enjoy the fuck. You're what we call a "novice" as far as sexual acts go, and I'm not at all surprised you didn't find the first fuck thrilling. We're conditioned to associate the ass with unpleasant functions, and that could be part of it. Others (I mean bottoms) on BZ can offer you advice on the prep-work, if that's what was bothering you. Or, maybe it was nothing more than learning how to relax your Hole properly. I'd call it a small issue, soon to be overcome with some practical advise and taking more Cocks up your gut. Generally, I think it's the Top's responsibility to "open" the bottom, and make sure it's ready (after the usual preparations are accomplished). You'll learn fairly quickly, I think, to accommodate the Cock, and thrill to the sexual freedom that's in your future. It could be nothing more than a sense of not knowing what to do, and that wouldn't be a surprise at all. Again, congratulations on your first "natural" fuck. Now, go forth, young man - and experience everything you need/want to experience. Make the years count, in all the richness they offer. Good luck !!!

I often go to the toilet to pee...but not the standard way...I just sit on it and pee all over my body.

It's me again So I had my first experience at last. I found a guy 41yo on a dating app. My dream for finding someone "outside" did not come true, too romantic for today's standards. But I found a handsome man who was into me as I was into him. I think I had some risky behavrious but it was fun. I agreed to meet him outside the subway (he said he worked in a hospital nearby) and I got into his cars. I kept on thinking what my father would say about getting inside a stranger's car. I also had a thought of guilt that not even god would help a sinner like me but I pushed it away. I also had some horror movie-based thoughts. But I was not punished or murder and so far he's not a psycopath which is a positive thing. We went around with his car for a while. I was shy as fuck. I was not horny but the guy was my type I wanted him. Still believing that there's a slight chance I could get murdered I thought that I was lucky to be with him. We went into a nice bar and had a beer. We talked. He asked me if I wanted to get to his place. That was a tough call. Half of me wanted to go and half of me didn't feel ready to have sex. But anyway I thought that it was a now or never thing. I think that 99% of the time I had an innder dialogue with the angel and the devil (and me) inside me. I have to admit the guy had patience. We kissed a lot. Guys I'm a terrible kisser I need to practice, my teeth were hitting his, I didn't know this could happen. We got undressed and he hugged me. I liked that. He asked me to suck him. I felt like he was my training doll. I was asking him can I do this or can I do that and he would agree. He came in my mouth which I didn't know what to do. In my horny thoughts I would swallow but I was not sure I wanted but I did. It felt weird to go to the bathroom and spit. He fucked me after that quite soon. He smoked just before which without knowing, he triggered a kink of mine. He really tried when he fucked me but everything was painful. I mostly waited for him to cum. I was getting horny from him being horny. He helped me cum afterwards. He asked me to sleep with him and so we did. But I don't know why I didn't enjoy the fucking. It was painful, but I like the idea of being fucked

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It’s important to repeat that you can always do more, but you can’t do less.

Sorry to have to break it to your FB, but ‘daddy’s milk’ doesn’t fucking cure illness. Yes, to answer your question, it would piss me off royally. There’s a time and a place. His attitude says he doesn’t care about your well-being and the only thing about you that matters to him is whether you can provide warm fuckmeat on demand. And yes, if a man called me in for a fuck while he was running a fever or otherwise contagious with something, it would be the last time he would get any service from me. It’s not acceptable to give someone your influenza just so you can get a piece of ass.

I mentioned this recently in another thread. I had met up with a top who had hyperspermia, though he just referred to it as shooting big loads. Neither of us had not heard the term hyperspermia at that time. Anyway, first couple of times we met it was always under the pretense that I was just going to suck him off, but instead I always seduced him to fucking me and shooting his massive load deep in me. Then I would run to the bathroom and jerk off with his load just pouring out of me, using it as more lube for my cock before I would shoot into the toilet (where my bottom ass cum belongs). After about the third meetup cue both our massive surprise looks as my wife and I brought our dog in for grooming and he was the head groomer of the location. We silently acknowledged one another. Afterward at our next meetup he asked if my wife was aware I fuck guys bareback. I said no I am dirty cheater. He came so much in me that it was leaking out of me as he was shooting. He said he was worked up thinking about how he and my wife saw each other and she had no idea that I carry his baby makers deep in my guts. Unfortunately he moved away and stopped managing that location. But he was the one top that made me shift from versatile to full time cheating bareback bottom.

Feeling free and uninhibited. That's what I wanted the first time I let a guy in me bare, and it's what I feel every time since. Just being two guys doing what comes naturally together with no barriers in our heads or physically between us. Plus I'm an intimate fucker, I like being up close and intimate, sometimes cuddly, sometimes roughly, but always loads of physical contact and every bit counts for me. The only problem is I'm the generation who grew up with sex between guys seeming like it was all about HIV and we couldn't safely do these things with each other. Sure you can get a boyfriend, but I'm more the liberal free love type, I want unplanned experiences with different guys, I like spontaneous, I like lust, these are big parts of my sexuality. I daydream about the time a hot hairy guy I'd been checking out at the pool one night cruised me and we ended up in the shower with my speedos round my ankles as he shagged me with a squirt of hair conditioner for lube. Before PrEP I could only imagine doing stuff like that. I was one of the first guys on PrEP and I did exactly what I wanted to do soon as I could. I got talking with a guy on Grindr called Ed who was really horny to fuck that night. I went over to his place and within minutes of going in the door and first kissing we were naked in bed. We hadn't said a thing about condoms. I was hoping he'd go for it bare. And he did, he was rubbing his dick all over my hole as he leaked precum. Where I'd have once had to pull away I was now letting him do it and it felt liberating. I wanted to have [banned word] unsafe sex with a guy as a way of claiming back my sexuality from all the negative messages about sex with other guys. I asked for some lube and he left the room to find some and came back with a condom on. I said no need for that and pulled it off. He didn't ask twice, he was right back between my legs and went inside me as we kissed. While I've had some great sex and prostate orgasms with guys wearing condoms, I've got a sensitive hole and I can feel a difference. It's smoother for sure, more pleasure and less friction. The precum probably helps too. It was an easy prostate orgasm with Ed, no trouble, he was a good top and fucked for long enough for that nice warm buzzing sensation to start inside my hole, and it grew until the orgasm hit me. I let him cum inside me too. It didn't actually feel different to a guy with a condom on, it was the same pulsing and hot liquid sensation, but this time I still felt it after he pulled out. I went to bed that night and was lying there with his cum still inside me thinking about how juicy it felt. It's different to just lube, it was proper wet and juicy. I pulled my legs up so his cum wouldn't leak out and started squeezing my arse and flexing my legs, just enjoying the sensation of being full of his cum. It felt like the sides of my hole were rubbing against each other and the warm buzzing feeling started. That was new and cool, before then I'd only ever prostate orgasmed with a guy inside me. I kept going and eventually went over the edge thinking about the fuck earlier. I also dreamed about sex that night, I remember feeling like my butt was really warm and nice. This is something I've repeated a few times with other guy's loads. So, I can prostate orgasm with a guy inside me, but if I want to do it by myself or have a chance of dreaming about sex like that I need to be full of cum. Nothing else works, got to be the real stuff. So yeah, had some great experiences with condom sex, but there's all kinds of reasons why I like it without too.

Last September I visited a CumUnionparty in Amsterdam. I didn't really had a plan and just walked around and waited in the cellararea, which is provided with a big fuckbed you can walk around and with a sling, all dimly lit. I took position next to the sling in which a guy was being fucked. I overheard the fucker say "can I come in your ass", which was granted by the bottom and I heard a loud growl just a short period after that when he shot his load deep in his ass. The top left, leaving the bottom with a fresh load, lying in the sling. I didn't wait a second before I took my already growing dick from my pants and started taking position to give him a second fuck. I touched his ass, it was so sticky so I kneeled down and felched the cum straight from his ass. The bottom reacted and gave my a sign he wanted to have his share of it and I gave it back to him snowballing. At the same take I started fucking his cummy ass. He got so aroused by the whole scene he started jerking off his cock while I was fucking him. I noticed that he was about to come so I pulled out and moved my head downwards just in time to have him ejaculate in my mouth. So that was my second load. Some time after that I spotted a guy which i recognised from a bare-profile somewhere on the net, stating being poz and looking for loads, poz loads no problem. It just turned me on he was so specific about that in his profile and for me that with this slut I had the opportunity to fuck a guaranteed poz-ass. I took position near him and the slut was immediately grabbing for my dick and directing it towards his ass. I felt great entering that hole, it was so slippery I could not tell for sure it was lube or some previous loads. I wispered I was about to give him my pozload, he said "please do, I want pozcum" and so I seeded his ass pumping it deep inside. I felt so fucking happy I experienced all this cumsex that afternoon. Will go back next time for sure, again for both giving and taking it.

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.

That's what I call a real dilemma, Flared. Do you have any plans for higher education? If so, make sure you choose a college in a larger city, far from your current location. That will help tremendously with your journey to sexual freedom. It's a lot easier to be from someplace, and free to be the man you were born to be, than spending too much time wishing you were. Good luck !!

Knowing who you are and what you want is good, but it's only half the battle. I knew in my mind that I wanted to touch naked boys before I had any idea what jerking off was, but was in my 20s before I was open enough to have proper sex with a guy. But that was a different era. Now it's ok to be open about such things, especially if you're in a big city. Find a gay friend your age, or an older mentor type, and have long talks about gay stuff and sex. Don't worry about what makes you horny. You're still in the process of figuring that out. That list will change and grow over time. Things that seem weird now may make your dick drip in 10 or 20 years. Are you a top or a bottom (or versatile)? You won't know until you try. Don't be scared of trying each of them over and over until you're absolutely sure. :) Just learn how to clean yourself out before bottoming. Both you and your partner will appreciate that. Whether you start raw or use condoms is up to you. Of course you know our opinion LOL. The idea of going without PReP may get you horny (or maybe not), but whatever you do, make it an educated decision. As was mentioned earlier, you can always start safe, and then take the training wheels off later. Being scared or nervous is normal when you're starting out. I'll also echo @viking8x6's comments about "pickyness". I can't say much. I was picky. I also didn't touch many dicks other than my own. Looking back, I want to slap my younger self and tell him that there will be time later to find Mr Right, but that at their age, they should be focusing on Mr Right Now, and Mr Big Dick But With a Hairy Body or With Facial Hair, and Mr Interested In Me But Over 25, and Mr Doesn't Look Like The Guys I Jerk To Online But is Horny and Lives Nearby. Those are the guys that will get your hole filled (or let you fill theirs) on a regular basis, and when you're young and horny, that's what should matter. Good luck, and let us know how it goes.

Chapter 6 EV I’m starting to come back to myself. I know I’m high as fuck, and this isn’t just some molly like I’ve done in the past. I don’t know what that guy…these men…has given me but I’m barely aware of what’s going on. My ass hurts; it’s feeling needy…like a cat in heat. I’m plugged with something huge. It’s not comfortable, but when I rock my hips and my hole clinches around it, pain and pleasure shoot up my spine, and I’m not sure which one is stronger. It’s both the worst thing ever and the hottest thing ever. I let a out little groan with my next clinch around the plug, and I hear chuckles from somewhere. I try to move and look over and it only jostles the plug more and I whimper and moan more. “Well, gentlemen, looks like someone’s starting to come back to themselves.” I hear more laughs. I want to say something but my throat hurts, badly. I vaguely remember having someone’s cock (or is it cocks) in my mouth, and not gently. I’m trying to piece together the events of the last few hours…or is it a nights. I don’t know. “Hey darlin, I got you.” The bed or mattress I’m on sinks a bit on my left and I move toward the voice. A hand comes to rest on my face and I lean into it. “Shhhh. You’re safe. Can you open your pretty eyes and look at me?” I moan as I’m drawn up against a hard chest. I struggle to open my eyes, and when I get them open and somewhat focused, I see the handsome man I met in the bar….what’s his name…Brian? Bran?....no, Ben! So Ben did this to me….but I feel so good and so worn out. “There you are beautiful, starting to float down from the sky we had you in.” I feel the bed shake again and move and I close my eyes. Too much struggle to keep them open. “Now ain’t that a pretty sight, gents.” It’s another voice from somewhere else. “So subby and clinging to Ben. They’ll come to do that with all of us, eventually.” I must have a look of confusion on my face because Ben, I’m sure it’s him, cradles me against him and humms. A deeper, gruffer voice from somewhere just off my side pipes up “So, is this it now? This cunt goes clingy and we all just sap the fuck up?” “Fuck you, Horse! Claims don’t happen immediately and sure as shit not from as little as what we’ve done.” I don’t know this voice but it’s close…right almost….I jerk in Ben’s arms as more calloused hands start to rub me. I can’t make out all the noises around me, but my head is guided away from Ben’s shoulder and I feel rough lips against mine, demanding a kiss. I give in, and feel smoke enter my lungs. In my ear, Ben says “just inhale it, baby….let Axel make you feel good.” Axel’s kiss go on and on, it seems. He pulls back and let loose the breath he filled my lungs with. The bed moves again, and more lips come to mine, but different. “Such a good Hole for us, baby…..take Bull’s breathe, too. All of it will make you feel so good again.” That kiss ends, and there’s another….then another. I’m honestly not sure how many kisses like that I get from ever how many of these men there are. I’m floating again. I catch myself groaning and whimpering in Ben’s arms. He cradles me like I’m something special, and I hear “just let go and soar, baby. Your our Hole now.” BULL This kid is so fucking high, and so fucking beautiful, too. They’re limp against Ben’s body and just swiveling their hips from time to time, feeling that plug in their cunt. I reach over and tap it a few times and get a hearty groan for it. I fucking love it. “Ben, position him against your chest and throw his legs over yours.” Ben does as I ask and our Hole’s head just falls back against his shoulder. I’m in awe of this beautiful thing spread out before us and knowing it’s ours to do with as we please. My mind races with ideas and depraved ideas. I’m sure the grin that crosses my face isn’t a nice one. “Needles….I want a spreader and 4 cuffs, a massager, your sounding set…and the poppers, yeah.” We position our Hole flat on the mattress. I ask Horse and Needles to stay with me and tell Axel and Ben to enjoy the show. Needles comes back with what I’ve asked for and I start to work: cuff the ankles and attach them to the spreader, spread WIIIIIDE; cuff his wrists together and up over his head. I give the massage gun to Needles and notice as he catches onto my plan with that. I know I have tastes that maybe not all my other guys have, but I think Horse is enough of a mean and dirty fucker to be into this. I pull him off to the side some. “So…I want you to strip out your jeans and straddle our toy’s face and make him eat your ass. And hold the spreader up so his ass is open for Needles.” “Um, Bull, probably not a good idea….you know I haven’t been home to shower in a coupla days.” “Yeah I know that” I grin at him. “That’s exactly why it’s gonna happen. Look, this is new to you, I get it, but when this Hole moves to the clubhouse….let’s just say it’s gonna be easier to start the training now than later, if’n ya follow.” Horse’s brows pops up and he shakes his head side to side, “This just gets more twisted by the minute.” “Oh, and you’ll have the poppers with you….give him a good 4 or 5 deep inhales of that before you straddle his face. Pull his arms up and pin them between between your legs and then you’ll just be able to sit back and enjoy.” We step back over and Needles has the sounding set all ready to go. Everyone gets into positions and Horse starts feeding our Hole the poppers. Needles turns on the massage gun and puts it up against the plug and I watch our toy buck under the sensations, even as the poppers relax them even further. I pick up this soft tina-dicked little cock and squirt some lube into the tip and let it start to slide inside. Horse throws his leg over Ev’s face and sits back, completely smothering him with, what I’m absolutely sure, is probably a very ripe and rank hole. Our Hole starts bucking against everything. They aren’t at all happy with what’s his on face or with what’s going on in his cunt. They’re protesting more than I expected. Maybe Horse was even dirtier than I thought. “Fuckin lick it, you cunt!” Horse is growling and holding the spreader bar up with one hand and pinching the hell out of their nipple. “Clean my fucking nasty hole, bitch. You know you like it and deserve it”. He dismounted their face, held the poppers over it a few more times and slapped them hard and spit in their face. Leaning down he whispered in their ear where only I could hear, “you’ll lick my nasty hole clean and eventually you’ll be trained to love it. If you don’t I’ll beat the training into you and you’ll have to do it anyways.” With that, Horse straddled our Hole’s face and grinded back down on him. I’m guessing Ev was scared into it or was too out of it to protest because they just let it happen and Horse grinned as I’m sure that sweet tongue was licking him up. Needles turned the massage gun even higher, and I grabbed a twisted metal rod and started to let it slip down this little cock I held.

Part 3 Darren was serious, the look in his eyes was intense and fierce. I could tell that he wanted me to poz this fresh neg hole right here, right now. I took my cock and pressed it against his puckering hole, the hairs of his ass tickling my dick as I slid in, balls deep. Immediately, my hormones took over, and I pounded his hungry hole. Each thrust I could feel his clean hole quiver and pulse, grabbing at my cock, embracing it. Fuck he felt good. I was already on the verge of blasting his ass with my toxic load. I pulled out to give myself a break. “Absolutely not, get your cock back in there, bitch!” Darren snarled, “Finish the fucking job you faggot.” I pushed back in, and moved my body, rubbing my cock against his inner walls, and I tensed up as I exploded in pure ecstasy. The thoughts of breeding him and taking away his negative status were overwhelming, and my orgasm seemed to last forever. It was done. This man would never be the same anymore. 6 Months Later I’ve grown a lot in nearly a years time since my pozzing. Today I was throwing my first ever, all bareback party. In order to do this, Darren and his father were hosting the party at his father’s house. Tonight’s menu consisted of a single negative hole to use, interestingly, my former gym teacher named Charles. Charles wasn’t skinny or fat, he wasn’t muscular or undertoned. He was just plain average. Average in all ways that is, except his excessively small cock. It was embarrassing. Maybe half an inch when he was hard. He was a true faggot, a breed of unprecedented disaster regarding genetics. Charles was blindfolded, ass up, face down, tied up on Richard’s bed. Darren stood in the corner, stroking his cock while 15 men stood in the bedroom, preying on the ass beholden in front of them. “Men. Today we are here to bear witness to the pozzing of Charles. Daddy Darren will be here to seal the deal, as my own creator and father. Although you men serve me, you also serve Darren as our forefather. Let’s get to work.” I was proud. I made my own poz cult. I was beginning to lose any of my former innocence. I wasn’t the catholic saint I once was, if anything, I was nearly the devil now. A true sinner. It felt so good to ruin a man’s hole with my toxic seed. It was absolutely thrilling to know I was ruining him, and making him mine. Each man took his turn on Charles. Within just a few loads he started squirming from the excessive use of his nearly virgin ass. The cum dripping onto the bed, the sweat running down his back and ass crack. His ass hair was curled, and stuck to his body wet. A funky aroma of ball sweat, ass, cum, lube, and poppers filled the room. Heavy, thick, and intoxicating. I was drunk on the pheromones. Richard was next, then me, and finally Darren. Richard whipped his massive horse cock against Charles’ hole. Used, abused, disgusting, Charles was destroyed. Richard popped his cock in at full speed, and floored him out, going as deep as Charles’ body would let him and then further. Charles screamed in agony as Richard stole his pleasure from him. Charles begged for Richard to stop, but everyone in the room was addicted to watching the show - Richard refused. Richard fucked Charles like a god damn ape, relentless, rough and hard. We all stroked our cocks in amazement, Richard really knew how to destroy a boy pussy. Richard’s ass cheeks clenched up, and from behind you could see his balls squelch up closer to his body. He was about to cum. Right then, Richard blew his evil seed into poor Charles, while the rest of us came a second time. We collected our jizz and stuck it in Charles’ gaping hole, filling it even more. It was my turn, I slid into Charles and got up by his ear. “You’re mine now, bitch. I own you forever. We are family forever. My bug lives in you, and you service my bug for the rest of your life. You’ll be in hell servicing me forever now. You. Are. Mine.” Darren looked at me approvingly. Happy master, happy life. Part 4 Preview The dark side of me is taking over, I cannot control myself anymore. My cult has taken over, Darren now holds no power over me anymore, as I’ve officially surpassed him. I am now the Poz King, my seed, my babies, have taken the holes and souls of more men than I could ever know.

i don't get sick that often, average is every 3 or 4 years i get something, and it usually lays me out... i don't even wanna get up, let alone roll over or clean out. i have to force myself to drink water just to stay hydrated. If i'm feeling that rotten, i'm not gonna want sex or to risk giving it to someone else.

I love gettin my guts soaked in load but if my face is gettin fucked while my ass is gettin fucked then i wanna swallow the load from the cock thats face fucking me. obviously if its a bukkake situation i wanna swallow all the loads

Yeah, cumunion's website says Fridays: Las Vegas CumUnion Party Friday, October 6th, 2023 Time: 8:00pm – Late Entry: $20/$30 (4 Hrs/8 Hrs) and Friday, October 20th, 2023 Time: 8:00pm – Late Entry: $20/$30 (4 Hrs/8 Hrs) at Entourage Spa. I agree, Saturdays are a much better night to have them.

It depends on what is wrong for me. Anything to do with my stomach and I just want to curl up in a ball and be left alone. If its my head I'll find a dark room and try to sleep it off. If its a cold or something like, even if I don't particularly want to be near someone else, I always get very horny and can't stop playing with myself. I think of it as kind of therapy. I'm pretty sure the endorphins released from orgasm help boost your immune reaponse 😉

I love it up my arse and then feltching

Could we add inflation to the list? I paid close to $50 bucks to get a locker at Club FLL on a holiday weekend. The younger generation won't pay that when you could get three months of ad-free Grindr for $39. Grindr did to bathhouses what Netflix did to DVDs. Which brings me to my point of could bathhouses do a subscription service model to attract new patrons?

I always let the top decide, I do tell them that I'd prefer to swallow. My biggest disappointment when I started taking raw cock was the fact I couldn't feel the loads spurt into me. I LOVE feeling a cock pulse and spurt into my mouth wanted the same feeling in my ass. I'm a cum hungry slut, LOVE swallowing as many loads as I can get. Always seems like a waste feeling a load run down my leg after a fuck rather than swallowing. SO if I'm going to get fucked, I tell the guy I'd rather he pull out and feed me when he's going to cum. Most will, some get carried away and unload balls deep. As long as the top is happy I'm happy, want them coming back for more.

My last loads happened just over a week ago at a local leather party. I had been excited for a bit as it was my first leather event in honestly almost a year, I spent the day getting ready, caught up with one of my friends who I'd never seen without a shirt off, let alone in a leather jockstrap like he planning was tonight, we arrived an hour into the event, and spent some time catching up with some other mates. after enough time for things to get busy I broke away and headed down to the play space that was set up, at first I sat on one of the couches and let a gorgeous daddy fuck my mouth and work over my gag reflex for a bit. Once he moved on I met eyes with a cute scruffy cub and worked on making sure he was hard before turning around and presenting, he slowly worked his way in before taking his time, his cock was about 6 inches long and just a bit above average, just perfect to open me up, he held onto my harness and about 5 minutes into it he pulled me tight against him and shot as deep as he could. I felt a few guys play with my cummy hole before someone an otter with a swimmers build pushed into me and turned my body so his who looked like a wrestler could fuck my face for a bit, the one who had pushed into me had a nice cock that I swear felt like all the veins were bulging so much I could feel with them with my ass, and his mates cock was thick and I could barely wrap my lips around it. The otter bred me within a few minutes before leaning in, "My friend is going to take a turn and plans on breeding you, but I wanted to make sure that you had enough lube to handle him, once you finish cleaning off my cock I want you to suck my nipples til I'm hard again. I'm going to start feeding you poppers as you need, just tap my thigh, just a warning if you stop him he won't start back up." I made sure to gag a bit more on the cock in my throat to try and get a bit more spit on it before nodding, before long they swapped ends, I started cleaning the otters cock and felt the wrestler get behind me and start probing my hole. I felt pain for the first time that night, he slowly and inexorably pushed his way in over the next minute and it felt like I was tapping morse code on the otter's leg and huffing the amyl as much as I could. Once they were in the waited for a moment before starting to work their way in and out, before too long they where pushing into me with a good speed, the otter moved me to his nipples, telling me what a good boy I was and how well I was doing, this continued on making me push back wanting to prove him right. The wrestler eventually started to speed up, I knew what was coming and wanted to be nothing but a good boy at that point. Before too much longer he started slamming into me with such force I almost tapped out before he held me painfully tight against him and grunted pulling me off his mate and kissing, biting and licking my neck. He thrust in me lazily after he finished loading me up for another half a minute churning his load, before abruptly pulling out and diving his face in for a taste, he then spun me round and made out with me, I could taste the loads I had taken and nearly came from that, both of them left shortly after. Once my eyes could focus again, I saw the cub from the beginning balls deep in my friend I had come with, my friend waved me over and congratulated me on my accomplishment, the cub stepped out and asked if I wanted a turn, my friend nodded so I let my aching cock lead the way and barely took 2 minutes to bust, especially after the cub pushed back into me and bred me again. My friend then got up and said it was only fair if he fucked me, I told him only if he bred me, which he enjoyed my ass for a bit before loading me as well. I ended the night with 5 loads, two from the cub, and one each from my friend, the otter and the wrestler. Honestly my most successful night ever and honestly not sure if I'm ever gonna be able to top it.

Grrr I’d fucking love to while your fat cock is deep in my hole

At least you still have 2, Boston hasn’t had even one in over … close to 20 years? the closest one is in Providence RI (so that is in another state away and about an hour 45 away) But it is still a sad day when one of our institutions closes

I love how a raw cock feels in me, The pleasures we both get from being connected RAW are amazing! What's in it for the bttm? We get every last drop of the guy's DNA in our bum! I love how slimy seed feels in me. I keep it all in to let my body absorb it for a true connection. Makes for the best lube if there are many cocks to feed my bum with their DNA.

Best is to piss up a willing ass or down some guys throat.....but if that's not available and I'm at home wearing rubber, I just let go with the piss accumulating in my rubber boots or waders. Also works with jeans and rubber boots, showing a nice wet patch on the jeans. The piss from the boots can be recycled later when playing.....

I leave a pint glass lying around so that I can fill it, then recycle it. Far cheaper than beer/wine

Mpreg gets me so hot, especially involving incestuous relationships (father/son in particular). I just love the idea of the man who gave you life giving you another life inside you.

Part 4 My own following substantially grew. It’s been exactly 5 years since I became poz. With rampaging sex parties, massive breedings, and hundreds of men later, I can confirm at least 1,000 people who have become infected directly because of me, or my followers. With the goal of infecting as many people as possible, I continued my pursuit of neg holes. At this time, I was living abroad in Mexico, as part of my new lavish life. My followers funded me through various payment systems, and I had honestly become quite profitable. Thousands of dollars a week flowed into my accounts. Supporters around the world supported my mission to poz every last guy I could. Being 23, it was easy to get any guy I wanted. On a gorgeous beach in Matzalan, an adorable boy sat on a rainbow beach towel. I couldn’t help but stare him down. My thirst and hunger for him grew by the minute. His dark skin glistened with sweat, he was hairless too. Dark hair that was styled in a modern way tussled with the breeze. I walked over to him to determine if he was truly attracted to men. I learned his name was Andreas, a cute name for a cute boy. I never asked his age, frankly, I didn’t care. I sat next to him and talked about my life, being gay - what sex was like for me. Andreas was extremely interested in this. Yes, I had this one in the bag. An easy hole, for an easy poz. Andreas and I made out on the beach, no one else seemed to care. I ran my hand over his cock to incite his hormones. He pulled my hand off, and I realized… He wanted to go somewhere private. Thankfully my hotel was sitting on the beachfront property behind us. I brought him inside. We both hopped in the shower together, kissing each other. His tongue was playing twister with mine, wet and sloppy. He was gentle, but I was vigorous, and aggressive. He seemed to like me taking him over. I had successfully hijacked his emotions. I tugged on his cock, pulling him into me. I wrapped my arms around him, grabbing his small ass - working my fingers into his extremely tight hole. “I’m a virgin.” Andreas said, with a Spanish Mexican accent, “I’m not sure if I’m ready or not.” Andreas bit his lip, staring at my cock. I knew he wanted it. He knew I wanted him. After continuing to make out in the hot shower, I convinced him to take my cock, raw and natural. He agreed reluctantly and asked for me to pull out before I came. I had no intention of doing so. He was mine and he didn’t even know why yet. We exited the shower, and I picked him up in my arms. He was such a small boy, light and thin. I carried him to the bed, and gently laid him back. With finesse, I got over him between his legs, stroking his hair. I touched his lips, nibbled his ears, gave him hickeys, and taunted his throbbing cock. I saw his eyes begging for more from me, he was so innocent and hormone ridden it was almost disgusting. Nonetheless, I would never pass up this opportunity in a million years. I had decisive control over my body now, and he was about to be decisively bred. I was gentle on him, I didn’t want to alarm the poor boy. I slid my finger in very gently, he quivered and whimpered as I massaged his prostate. I curved my finger downwards, and pulled out, scratching the lining of his juicy ass. He let out a bit of a whimper, and I apologized. I didn’t mean it. I needed a way to take him. I slid my cock in real slow, and began to beat on his prostate. His moans were high pitch and submissive. He loved it. I pounded his ass harder and harder as became more accustomed to my cock. Soon enough he was damn near yelling. Calling out my name, “Fuck! Fuck me! Oh god, fuck me harder!” He was completely submitted to me. It was time to make my move. “I’m gonna cum. I need to pull out now.” I said, then I moved in to kiss him. This was to prevent him from saying anything more. “Can I please cum inside of you?” My face was only inches away, and we were sharing breaths from each other. I gave him a really good thrust and he moaned out “Cum inside me! Please!” So I did. I blew a load so toxic and so potent, a super infected load was sure to ruin him. I had claimed another hole, and another soul. During my stay in Mazatlan, we fucked many more times. About 3 weeks later he came down with the flu, and at this time I packed my bags and left the city. Andreas was on his own, a converted bottom. Little did I know, this cute Mexican boy would be the last one I ever pozzed. Just weeks later an opportunistic infection took my life as my lungs gave way to a respiratory disease. My army of vital soldiers March on in my place. Spreading my foul corruption around the globe. Thousands of men had converted because of me, and thousands more would. I had refused to take drugs for HIV. I knew eventually it would claim me. Being poz wasn’t my identity, it was my lifestyle. Suppressing it would be a disgrace. Forevermore, as time proceeded, my army joined me in hell, where we fucked like animals amidst the heat. Conclusion I know this isn’t the exact ending that anyone likely wanted. However, this ending came to me in a dream last night after writing part 3. I woke up horny as fuck, and I knew that regardless of what the reader wanted, my poz hungry brain wrote the final scene to this fantasy subconsciously. It would be a shame not to honor my most primal instincts by writing something else. My character lived a wonderful life filled with sex and glory, thanks to Darren and his father.

Or begging not to be knocked up, when he knows I'm seconds away from breeding him and I won't pull out. 😈

Impregnation talk is a big turn on for me love hearing a guy beg to be knocked up

Part 36 - The City of Angels With all the celebrations over and everyone else departed Ben and Mark enjoyed some quiet time for the last week of their stay in Barbados, they would swim in the morning with the Salinger guys building new friendships. Nicky and Kit had departed and they promised to meet up when they got back to LA for lunch and she even invited them to the set of her Big Little Lies to watch the second series being filmed. Ben would often make Mark laugh and love him more with his stubbornness over their wealth by his constant grounding of Mark whenever he wanted to buy him gifts. They were both looking forward to getting back to LA and creating their new life together and especially so as Angelo and Ethan would soon be moving there, but Ben couldn't deny he loved everything about the Salinger Barbados Retreat, to him it was truly paradise and he could stay there forever with Mark by his side. Josh turned waking up from his sleep being careful not to wake Bobby only to find he was already awake and looking at him, the unusual feeling of waking up in bed next to a man was still slightly strange but he couldn't help but smile. They laid there looking at each other as Bobby stroked Josh's arm, he had never felt so at peace as he looked Bobby in the eye and began wondering if this was to be his true love and would he know if it was really love. All he did know was this his body tingled with every stroke and single caress causing, this caused him to lean forward gently kissing Bobby's nipple with gentle sucks and swirling his tongue around, hearing Bobby softly moan in pleasure he placed gentle kisses upwards moving across his neck and chin through the closely cropped beard until his tongue slipped in to Bobby's mouth. Arms instantly wrapping around each other they kissed long and softly until Josh cuddled up closer feeling secure in Bobby's arms, the small age gap between them was so insignificant to Josh, after all it appeared to make Bobby a more reliable person and definitely without question a better and exciting person to be in bed with. "Have you really fallen in love with me?" Josh spoke quietly. Bobby caressed his back "Yes" he replied kissing his head "something in me just told me you were the one". Josh looked up at him "I don't really know what love is Bobby, but I like how you make me feel". Bobby hugged him "You will know in your heart" he leaned his head back to look at Josh "stay here with me". Josh chuckled "Your not going to give in are you?" he asked nuzzling Bobby's neck. "Absolutely not Josh" Bobby replied stroking his back. Josh sighed "Okay" he casually replied as if just answering a simple question. Bobby kissed his head "Really you will?" he asked again seeking confirmation. "Yes" Josh bit down Bobby's neck giggling. Bobby smiled "It does mean living here at Liongate" he reminded him. Josh looked up at him "I don't mind, would we buy somewhere if it works out?" he asked Bobby. "I think so unless you get to attached here" he replied "anyway one thing is for sure Maddy loves having you around". Josh nodded and smiled "They have both been so good to us". Bobby looked at his phone for the time "Speaking of which we should join them for breakfast". Bobby and Josh were first in the breakfast room followed shortly by Maddy and David, Bobby nudged Josh to tell them he had decided to stay and see how things worked out. To say they were pleased was an understatement and Maddy more so and was already planning lunches before David stopped her excitement reminding her that he was also going to be working and not just living in LA. Maddy was not about to be beaten and negotiated with David and Bobby for at least 3 lunches a week, Josh sat there laughing in amusement as Maddy drove a hard bargain. It was only when she brought up Italy and Milan that he stopped laughing and looked at her, Bobby looked at Josh but before he could say anything Maddy told them the flights were booked and they would be leaving in two days time to spend 4 days in Milan. She went on to explain it was her way of saying thank you to Josh for being here for Bobby and helping him settle in, but also she loved that Josh would go out with her allowing her to get out of Liongate more. Josh knew from Ben how stubborn Mark was when he decided on something and that he got it from his mother so he laid down in submission accepting her generous offer happily. Ethan was eating breakfast and Angelo appeared with the mail for and handed a letter to Ethan, he opened the envelope which looked all official he saw it was from the county prosecutors suddenly all the memories of that night Matt came at him with the knife came flooding back, he looked up eyes watering as he pushed the letter over to Angelo who read it over and over as a tear fell from his eyes taking in the words from the page. Matt had got in to an altercation in the county jail whilst waiting assessment leading to his untimely death as a result of injuries he sustained, the paragraph was brief not going in to much detail. "You okay" Ethan asked looking at Angelo. Angelo pushed the letter away "I think so, it's very sad news" he paused "well it is finally finished". Ethan looked oddly at him "What has finished?" he asked. "He has finished trying to ruin my life" Angelo wiped his eyes "and now it's just us Ethan". "Absolutely, I want us to build our own life together Angelo" Ethan walked round to his side and kissed him. Angelo put his arm around Ethan "Are you going to keep the business law study going?" he asked. "You sound like my father... I suppose and I will need to find work" Ethan said suddenly hitting home on the realisation. Angelo laughed "We are rich Ethan you don't need to work". Ethan chuckled "Yeah forgot about that but I need something to do". Angelo kept quiet as David, Bobby and he had already thought of using Ethan to work with both of their companies with Jack's help. They were only going to be in Larchmont for several days more before heading back to LA as the deal with the company was all done, in a short space of time Tony had been recruited by Angelo and Raffa to manage the business as he was already working as a duty manager of a warehouse sales company and the fact Angelo trusted him was good enough for Raffa. The $1 million dollars was paid in to both of their families banks, Angelo knew that this the evening would be full of protesting about of the money as they were dining with both sets of parents. The evening didn't turn out to be so bad except they couldn't stop their parents for making plans to see them off at the airport. Ellie was not as upset as Ethan and Jack had expected or prepared for, she was more excited about visiting them in LA than they were about moving there. Adam and Tony were in the process of moving in to the house they now owned thanks to Mark when they received the news by text from Ethan about Matt. Adam sat there shocked as he remembered catching the stalker and having the most intense sex with the stranger at the time. Tony's phone pinged and he saw a message from Mark with their flight details as they were required to be in LA at the end of the month at the request of Daniel Salinger. Adam laid back on the sofa mildly amused "I think our lives will involve going back and forth to LA quite a bit". Tony plopped down next to him "No regrets about not moving out there?". Adam shook his head "No I am to east coast and like it here" he replied and kissing Tony "And you?" he asked looking at him. Tony paused for a moment before replying "Kind of but like you I am an NY through and through". Adam laughed "I still can't believe Ben came out and married Mark like that". "Why not?" Tony asked amused by his comment. Adam looked at him "We never got to have sex with him, or Ethan come to that". Tony pushed Adam "You trollop, but a lovely one at that who I am so in love with". Ethan hugged Ellie and his sister one more time as the stood by security at the airport, Jack and Angelo were talking then hugged each other hard. The previous evening they had discussed with them about the wedding that was still to take place in the Hamptons at the beach house. Angelo being very specific about where on the beach it would happen explaining it was where they realised their future, Ellie was pleased to take on organising it with the help of Margarite and Sandra. Ethan fired a warning shot to his mother about it being simple but romantic and not over the top. They waved one final time as they cleared security and into departures, they were being met by Mark and Ben where they were to stay at Liongate for as long as they wanted. Mark and Ben had already visited Ben's father since no one was home at Liongate due to the Milan trip, they were both excited to see Heike's plans for 321 St Pierre which struck a modern yet elegant balance but not flashy by any means, the work was to take 3 months to complete. Ben and Angelo had gone out together seeking offices close to Palisades whilst Mark took Ethan out looking at look at real estate, Ethan having never done this before was kind of lost as they sat in the office of the real estate agent Dimitri whom they chose more for his looks than reputation but it was a solid company around the area. Mark kept making glances at Ethan who was trying not to laugh as they made out the defined arms of the 24 year old Ukrainian, his blond hair and deep blue eyes were so mesmerising that they found themselves constantly asking him to repeat questions as they paid no attention. Dimitri was wondering if they were two guys bored and just out for some fun, he had no idea Mark Davenport sat in front of him just two very interesting and pretty hot guys. Dimitri cleared his throat "I asked what sort of budget do you have in mind?" he asked clearly focusing on Ethan. "Oh well what can I get for $5 million" Ethan said scratching his head as he spoke the word million. Dimitri looked at him cautiously "What area are you thinking of?" he replied. Ethan looked at Mark who answered "Near St Pierre". Dimitri tapped away on his computer wondering how old Ethan was "We have a property on St Cloud". Mark looked surprised "St Cloud?". "Yes" Dimitri answered "It is a discreet sale at $4.9 million" he looked at Mark and Ethan. "What is the address of the property?" Mark asked. Dimitri smiled "I am sorry sir I cannot divulge that information just yet". It was a kind of cat and mouse game as Dimitri was trying to suss them out as real buyers, Mark could clearly see that Dimitri was quite focused on Ethan when the conversation stalled. Ethan well he was quite charmed by him and his slight Russian accent punctuating between words, he was far off in a dreamy state before coming back to earth. "So how far is the property from 321 St Pierre and Liongate" Ethan asked seeing a surprised look appear on Dimitri's face. "Oh, do you know the owners of those properties?" Dimitri asked sounding interested. "Yes" Ethan replied "My friend here and his husband just brought 321 St Pierre" he now watched Dimitri. Mark nodded "And my family home is Liongate" he said trying not to play the revelation down. "I am terribly sorry" Dimitri apologised "It is 400 St Cloud walking distance to both". Ethan looked at Mark "Ideal if you don't mind us being so close" he said. Mark smiled "Perfect" he turned to Dimitri "We would like to view it now please". Within minutes they were driving up to 400 St Cloud and Ethan fell in love with it immediately, it was private, spacious with 7 bedrooms with a private apartment annexe and ideal. Mark phone Angelo and told them to come over and have a look, in the meantime Dimitri sat down in the dining room with Ethan. "I am sorry, I thought you were browsing for fun we get a lot of that" he explained to Ethan. Ethan smiled "That's okay, if it was anyone else we would have walked" he replied. Dimitri smiled "If you don't mind me asking, how old are you?". Ethan laughed loudly "19 and my partner is 26" he said after calming down. Dimitri just stared at him "Is a shame you have a partner" he winked just as Mark came back in. "Angelo and Ben are 15 minutes away" he stopped looking at them both "what is going on here?" Mark asked smiling. Ethan sat back in the chair "Getting to know Dimitri" he chuckled. Mark shook his head and kissed Ethan on the head "Angelo will be extremely jealous you know". Ethan looked up "I know" he looked at Dimitri "If you get us a good deal you can come to dinner". Dimitri looked at Mark who laughed "At Liongate" Dimitri asked looking stunned. Mark nodded "Yes but only if you get them a good deal $4 million on the nose". Dimitri nodded as Mark sat down and they chatted away waiting for Angelo and Ben, when they arrived Ben took a good long look at Dimitri as he showed Angelo and Ethan around again for the third time. Angelo kept a tight hold on Ethan who was outrageously flirting with Dimitri at every opportunity. They stood in the garden after inspecting the pool and grounds, the garden was pretty big for a the price tag. Dimitri was quite taken back by Angelo and kept imaging himself underneath that muscular body pleading for mercy as he fucked him relentlessly using him a toy for his own pleasure, but he also stopped reciprocating the flirting with Ethan when he clamped eyes on Angelo not wanting to get on the bad side of him. Angelo had his head to one side "I want a bigger pool" he said musing it over but being serious. "If you want to remodel we have a contractor and I can get you a good price" Dimitri said offering a suggestion. "It's lovely great for parties" Ben said catching up with them and lightly play punching Ethan who retaliated. Angelo knew from Ethan's eyes he loved the place "Well?" he said "put Ben down for a few minutes" he laughed. Ethan released Ben from the bearhug who was squirming and laughing "Do you like it?" he asked Angelo. Angelo nodded "It's fine, I like the location and the house but it is your decision Ethy". "Okay Dmitri, do some bargaining and remember what's at stake here" Ethan said then burst out laughing. Angelo picked Ethan up and flung him over his shoulder smacking his ass "What is at stake" he laughed. "Dinner at Liongate" Mark said chuckling. Dimitri was amused by how playful the four of them were as he walked away to make the phone call, Ethan watched him and he seemed to be talking for quite a long time on the phone and nodding as if the person the other end could see him. Eventually he hung up and walked back to the group. "They tabled $4.5 standard purchase agreement or $4 at 50% down payment" Dimitri said looking at Ethan and Angelo thinking it would be a deal breaker. Angelo held out his hand "$4 at 50% now" he shook hands with Dimitri lingering longer than usual. Ethan gave Dimitri and hug "Oh okay" Dimitri said smiling not sure if he should hug him back. They walked out of the house "7pm at Liongate Dimitri" Mark said shaking hands with him as they parted. Angelo and Ben set off again whilst Ethan and Mark drove back to Liongate laughing and discussing Dimitri wondering how big his tool is and weather he was hair or smooth. They got out of the car and headed inside, Ethan went up to change and go for a swim and Mark went to talk to the butler to advise they would be 5 for dinner that evening. Ethan was coming down the stairs when he bumped in to Pedro, he had never really given him much thought even though Ben would often rage how funny he was and very respectful to the family he was and in return they treated him with kindness and allowed him to have the freedom of Liongate. He still remained very discreet around Ethan despite being there for the few days over Christmas for the wedding. "Are you off out Pedro?" He asked noticing that he was wearing shorts and t-shirt. Pedro smiled "No sir I am just returning to my quarters" he replied courteously. Ethan continued down the stairs and turned "Why don't you come for a swim?" he called out to Pedro. Pedro stopped and turned to look at him "Maybe I will join you" he said "excuse me sir" and continued on his way. Ethan saw Mark in the sun lounge "Does Pedro like me?" he asked. "What, oh, yes he does but he is a little intimidated by you" Mark replied looking up from his phone "Why?". Ethan walked up to him "Never mind why, what do you mean intimidated?" he asked. Mark snickered "That your Angelo's boyfriend and he took a fancy to you judging by the way he watches you". "Oh right, you coming for a swim?" Ethan asked turning and walking off. Mark nodded telling Ethan he would be down in five to join him, Ethan dived in and began swimming then hearing a splash in the water he swam in a circle to see Pedro there and swam over towards him, as he got closer he put his arms around him and kissed him gently. Ethan looked at Pedro before saying to him that they needed to talk to clear the air between them. By the time Mark arrived Pedro and Ethan were talking and laughing as they swam around the pool. Angelo and Ben finally returned home at 4pm and Ben seeing everyone in the pool stripped off naked and jumped in. "How did it go?" Mark asked from the pool side. Angelo walked over "Yes all sorted we have some offices and signed the lease". Ben swam up behind Mark and climbed on his back "Tell him the other news as well". Mark kissed Ben "What other news Angelo?" he asked as his curiosity piqued. "Franco wants to move out here and work for me, plus he misses us all" Angelo replied waving Ethan to come over. Mark smiled "The ever not so gay now Franco wants to come out, but what about Josh?". Angelo nodded "That was my worry, he is just getting things together with Bobby". "Josh will be alright he has put the demon to bed" Ben said licking the back of Mark's neck. Ethan having heard most of the conversation joined in "What about Joaquim?". Angelo took his trainers off and dangled his feet in the pool "Turns out he has men in several cities". "Dirty little fucker" Ben said snickering "But I do feel for him". "His parents will only let him move here if he is working with me" Angelo said reaching down caressing Ethan's head. Ethan kissed his hand "So what's he problem?" he said looking between Angelo and Mark. "Somewhere to live is the problem" Angelo pulled Ethan out of the water to sit besides him. Ethan raised an eyebrow "So, we have brought a big house with a separate annexe, he can live there". Angelo looked at him "Are you sure?". Ethan leaned in a kissed Angelo "Definitely after all he is family and he was a good friend to us in college". Ben laughed "Yeah and he is a younger version of Angelo so it is kind of trading up" he continued snickering. Angelo pulled off his top before standing up "You better swim Ben". Ben laughed knowing Angelo was serious as he frantically swam away in panicked laughter unable to get very far as Angelo caught his legs and dragged him back clasping his arms around Ben's body and holding him half out of the water giggling and thrashing about. Ethan slipped back in to the pool "Aren't you going to rescue him some husband you turned out to be". Mark turned on Ethan "You both know the rules" he said as Ethan started backing away giggling. "I can take you anytime Mark" Ethan said as Mark continued moving forwards speeding up. Ethan felt arms grabbing him and holding him in place "Oh come on that's not fair" he heard Pedro laughing. Mark closed in on Ethan "Pedro is loyal to me Ethan he said bending forward. Ethan was ready to kiss with Mark but his face continued downwards and clamped on to his left nipple, Ethan began giggling and wriggling trying to free himself but Mark continued and held Ethan's legs to stop him escaping from them both. Ethan was aroused and gasping for air as he struggled to breath through his laughing and Pedro's tight hold on him he began pleading and apologising. Finally Mark let go and gave Ethan an evil grin before kissing him. Ethan still in Pedro's arms looked at Angelo "How did he know?" he asked amusingly. Angelo smiled "I have no idea" he replied chuckling. Mark kissed him again "I know your weak spot Ethy" he whispered and Ethan knew that Angelo must have let slip. Pedro released his hold and Ethan turned to him "And as for you..." he began moving towards him. Mark now grabbed Ethan from behind and Pedro moved forward taking hold of Ethan's legs who was now panicking again as he knew what was coming as he saw Pedro's head swiftly move down to his right nipple beginning a second round of pleasurable torture. Where Mark had nibbled and flickered his tongue, Pedro sucked and swirled his tongue nearly bringing Ethan to orgasm immediately. Stop stop stop he pleaded I am going to cum he cried out, Pedro stopped and tongued Ethan deeply as Angelo walked over with Ben still giggling trapped in those magnificent muscled arms. Pedro had momentarily forgotten about Angelo and slightly backed off, Angelo released one arm from Ben and put it around Pedro's shoulder pulling him close their mouths locked and kissed for a moment. Ethan climbed out of the pool his cock still rock hard under his trunks he called out 'Angelo I need you' he said rubbing his cock. Angelo released Ben and shot out of the pool but he couldn't wait until they dried off and got to their room. He clamped his arm around Ethan's waist from behind and slipped his trunks down freeing Ethan's cock and exposing his ass. Angelo had his underwear on which slipped down easily, he grabbed hold of his cock and lined it up to Ethan's ass who looked horrified as he was about to get a pounding judging by how horny Angelo looked and in front of everyone. But he had no time to react as he felt his ass prising open accepting his lovers sex. He moaned and gasped several times as he felt Angelo impaling him deeper on his cock. Ethan tried to look away as he knew the others were watching from the pool and didn't want to look embarrassed. His back arched as Angelo wasted no time and went in to hard deep and fast thrusting, Ethan turned his neck and immediately his mouth filled with Angelo kissing him passionately, Ethan's arm grabbed around Angelo's head holding him on to his mouth, his other hand stroking his leaking cock as he shot his load straight away. His ass muscles clenching through the orgasm brought Angelo over the edge, he moaned in to Angelo's mouth feeling those familiar hips pushing and connecting to his body, it felt as though each pulse in Angelo's cock reverberated through his entire body. He felt like he was floating but in reality Angelo was holding him so tight and deep on his cock his feet had actually left the ground they stood on. Ethan pulled Angelo's head closer to kiss him deeper, they both became aware of the round of applause from the swimming pool. Angelo saw the funny side and pretended to bow, slipping his cock out he pulled Ethan's trunks back up packing his cock away neatly then pulling his underwear up they both looked at each other and laughed before kissing and Ethan whispering to him that he was still horny and needed his man in bed. Angelo smiled and took his hand as they walked back to the house. "Well that's a first" Mark said feeling very aroused at their private porn show. Ben looked at him his own cock digging in to the back of Mark "What seeing them having sex?". Mark nodded "That and it being done by the pool, but my god Ethan can take a pounding". "He is so sexy watching him getting fucked" Pedro said as he leaned on the side of the pool. Ben looked at Pedro "We need to find you a boyfriend Pedro". Pedro smiled "No, I like my sex free and easy for now" he said getting out of the pool. "Well husband" Ben nuzzled up to Mark "Fancy putting your jock strap on I need it bad". Mark laughed and kissed him "Thought you would never ask". Ethan laid underneath Angelo with his cock still firmly embedded after making love for the fourth time, their intimacy and closeness was undeniable as was their love for each other. Ethan looked at the clock then squeezed his arms around Angelo kissing him again trying to roll Angelo over who laughed at his feeble attempts 'Have I worn you out?' he chuckled extracting his cock, Ethan wriggled on the bed 'No I will want you again later' feeling freedom return he gave a long content sigh as he watched Angelo get up off the bed. Angelo held his hand out and pulled Ethan up to get him moving but Ethan wrapped his arms around Angelo and kissed him 'Love you so much Angelo' he said cuddling up to him 'I know you do you just showed me' he patted Ethan's ass and lifted him up carrying him to the wet room where they showered together. Mark laid on Ben's back with him pinned face down on the bed tenderly kissing his neck, his ass gently clenched pushing his cock deep in to Ben after his last orgasm. Ben made quiet happy moans as Mark bit his neck gently pulling his cock out and climbing off the bed taking the jock strap off 'Leave that by the bed' Ben said to him before Mark could put it away in a draw, he turned and grinned 'My dirty little rich bitch' he growled and Ben laughed shaking his own cock 'Hey not so much of the little' they burst out laughing and Mark jumped back on the bed and kissed him lovingly. As Mark got off the bed again Ben laid there still unable to come to terms whenever Mark used the word rich. Mark still showed no signs of his wealth when they went out on their own, he was just Mark to him a person whom he loved and he was still Ben who would work for a living whenever Angelo got the business set up. He was happy and he loved his new life, yes the trappings were amazing but importantly he had Ethan and Josh out here and he would also be working with Josh, he smiled to himself as he thought of his new friends the movie star and of course the guys from Barbados. His thoughts interrupted when Mark threw a towel at him telling him to get showered and changed for dinner. Dimitri arrived and stepped out of his car looking up at Liongate in amazement, apart from the on line satellite images of the area it was indeed much more impressive in real life behind the tall gates. Mark opened the ornate oversized front doors and walked out to greet him. "Hi, seriously I'm sorry for this morning and thank you for inviting me for dinner" Dimitri was in awe. Mark smiled "Shows you are a discreet and very good agent, now the pool at the house and this is between us" he looked at Dimitri. He nodded "Yes of course" Dimitri said in assuring client confidentiality mode. "I will cover the cost for it, it's my present to Angelo and Ethan" Mark said "but they don't know this". Dimitri nodded "Of course Mr Davenport, what budget do you have?". Mark looked sternly at him "Dimitri it is Mark please and call it $300k max". Dimitri looked shocked "Wow that's a big budget for a pool" he replied. Mark laughed and signalled for Dimitri to come in "Angelo wants a big pool so give him one". All though dinner Dimitri tried to play it cool but he was loving the company and dining in such magnificence, it was the first time he had been in one of these mansions without having to sell it so he was completely at ease. As for the company he just loved watching Ethan move, he had a perfect ass and wonderful muscle sculpting which he guessed must be from working out with his boyfriend Angelo who himself was a walking sex machine. Then there was Ben, one could say he was very ordinary by Ethan's standard but he had a touch of naivety about him, a face of a model that was crafted exquisitely but it was evident he was in love with Mark completely. Mark who he found to be most interesting was simply your average jock, he was powerful but not as big as Angelo, his dark hair and faint Mediterranean looks complimented his confidence. But it was Pedro who really turned Dimitri's head, a lost soul in some respects but incredibly attractive carrying off his Latino looks with spectacular effect that kept drawing Dimitri's attention. His admiration of Pedro didn't go unnoticed by Mark and Ben but they kept dinner dignified until they all walked in to the lounge for coffee. Dimitri with his real estate head on couldn't help but wandering around looking over every inch in the lounge whilst Mark chatted to him explaining things. They came across a bank of photographs that Maddy had Bobby do after they returned from Barbados. Dimitri smiled and looked at Mark "Your wedding?" Mark smiled "Yes and this one is our honeymoon and this..." Dimitri stopped him. "Is that... oh my god it is Nicky and Kit" Dimitri shook his head in amazement "unreal Mark". Mark put his arm around Dimitri's shoulder "And this is our little family" he said pointing to one of the photos. Dimitri looked "Little family?" he looked up at Mark slightly turned on "So you four but who are the rest". Mark looked "That is Josh, Franco, Bobby, Adam and Tony, couple, couple, single" he explained. Dimitri nodded paying closer attention to Franco in the picture "Franco has similar looks to Angelo". Mark laughed "Angelo and Franco are cousins, but don't be fooled Franco is very loyal and protective". Dimitri ran his finger over Franco "Protective of who?" he asked. Ben walked up "Me, Ethan and Josh, we all went to the same college along with these two who are in NY". Ben and Mark looked at each other and laughed dragging Dimitri away from the photos as Pedro walked in to serve coffee. Conversation swayed about many different things but mostly about Dimitri discovering that his family moved here 9 years ago and how he was very much an outcast through school and college because of his Russian accent and how very few real friends he had as his parents kept tight control over his activities. More importantly it was a happy life and he loved living in America rather than oppressive post Russian Ukraine. Ethan felt many similarities from his controlling father during his childhood through to this college education. "I understand Dimitri my father is controlling, well sort of still pulling the strings" Ethan looked at Angelo. Angelo shrugged his shoulders and smiled "I don't know what your talking about Ethy". Ethan nodded "I knew it, he is getting you to do his dirty work now" he laughed. "He tried but I made it clear it is your decision what you do" Angelo said truthfully to Ethan. Ethan and Ben found Dimitri to be very fascinating and seemed to be kind of struggling to get out of his closet and to close the door behind him. Dimitri stood and made his exit as he had work in the morning and they all walked him out to the front of Liongate. Once again he thanked them for dinner and most of all for brightening up his day as he held out a hand to Mark who looked at it, but he stepped forward opening his arms to embrace him. Dimitri shifted on the spot and quickly looked around to make sure no one could see them, he finally relented and hugged Mark who kissed him on the cheek and whispered softly 'the two young ones won't settle for a kiss on the cheek' and letting go he patted Dimitri's ass noticing a very Russian grin on his face. Angelo gave him a hug which was a little overwhelming and an instant turn on. Ben caught the whiff of Dimitri's cologne as they hugged and then kissed him on the mouth, Ethan followed suit and Dimitri quickly jumped in to his car said goodbye and drove off. Ben looked at Ethan then turned to Mark and Angelo "He has a big cock it was rock hard" Ethan said with Ben nodding. They burst out laughing and went back inside Liongate arms around each other "Very sexy" Ben said. Ben, Ethan and Josh stepped out of the limousine with Nicky who dismissed her driver for the day, they had spent the day on set as Nicky's guests and were meeting up with the rest of the guys at her house in Stone Canyon for dinner. They were already making plans to have a dinner party at St Cloud and St Pierre as well as Liongate in the months ahead. Kit and Angelo were making dinner, Mark was banished from the kitchen as they didn't want his pasta dish so he sat outside with Bobby cuddled up chatting. Josh and Bobby had returned from Milan and had been busy meeting new clients as their list of celebrities was growing by the day since Nicky and Kit had put word out, Josh was busy building the website and was ever more closer to Bobby since their trip to Milan, today though he was feeling tired and hot. Angelo had opened the west coast branch and Ben was sort of working when Mark would let him leave Liongate and the marital bed, Ethan well he just plodded around Liongate and would often join Maddy for lunch or be with Mark when Ben went in to work. Nicky and Kit's phones simultaneously pinged during dinner, she reached over and had a quick look. "Oh it's from Jordan and Daniel" she opened the message "Arriving tomorrow, need somewhere to stay" she laughed. "Easy" Mark said "Tell them they are staying at Liongate with us". "What about Callum and Steve?" Nicky asked looking at Mark. Mark chuckled "Them as well, we have plenty of bedrooms" he said. Mark quickly checked with his parents who had flown off to Colorado and would be back the next day, everything was sorted and Bobby decided to grab a few photos of the casual dinner party in Stone Canyon which he knew would get snapped up by the glossy magazines. The evening just seemed to fly past as they were having so much fun, Josh on the other hand had fallen asleep outside on the terrace feeling hot and nauseous but he didn't want to bother anyone's evening, in his head he had a feeling he knew what his sickness meant. Bobby came outside and sat with him concerned by how quickly he was getting worse. =============== P.S. I am away for a couple of weeks in Canada and Alaska guys so please be patient

Michaels hard cock was scratched and red, grinding into the dirt and leaves. Every few seconds Chris would slam his cock as far as he could into the tired boy, slowly sliding his body across the rough dirt. With each thrust Michael felt himself about to blow his own load, until he felt the scraping ground on his cock and chest which snapped him out of his pleasure. The drugs Michael had been given were in full force now and he was higher than he had been before. He’d messed around with chems a little, but not to this extent and Chris was taking full advantage of his new chem slut. Fucking him into the dirt for 30 minutes. As he felt himself about to come he contemplated if he should now or wait. The boys whimpers as he slid his thick cock in and out of the wrecked cunt gave him his answer as he felt his body tense. Slamming his hand down on the back of the boys neck and digging into his flesh, Chris grunted and pushed his cock into the fuck hole as it pulsed cum into the boys guts. The whore bit it’s lip, and pushed its pussy back, savouring the end of the rape like fuck it had just been given before the cock was ripped from his worn pussy and his head yanked back. “Look at it” The whore stared at the semi hard cock covered in white and red, knowing his hole must be ruined. Chris said nothing but pressed the cock against the whore’s lips. Once it was properly clean he lifted the tweaked boy up and put his hand on the throat of the tweaked slut. “Want more?” The whore’s face and torso were scratched and covered in dirt, the boy looked at the ground in shame. “Look at me slut.” The boy looked up into those brown eyes again. “This is what you are. – Move” And with that the boy was being pulled forward by the neck, nude, his clothes, wallet and phone with his Master, as he stepped into lights and towards a jeep. Chris opened the door and pushed the boy into the back after laying a towel down across the seat. The boy, high and exhausted, laid silently as the car drove. The boy awoke in a shower, on the ground, water spraying on him. He was groggy and his head hurt. He looked around him and saw he was in a bathroom, a toilet, a shower, sink, all white tiled. He knew this must be Chris’ place. He wondered how long he had been passed out under the torrent of warm water. He stood and went to turn the tap off, noticing his hands were tied in front of him, he studied the red stripes and marks along his wrist from the constant restraint. With effort he managed to turn the handle and stop the water. He stepped onto the cold tile and took a towel off of the floor. Again with difficulty he tried drying himself. The door opened and his Master walked in, took the towel and began to dry him. Paying special attention to the boys hair, and almost rubbing the cuts on the boys chest harder than needed. When Michael was dry, he was taken into a large room, on one wall was a table, with toys, cameras, a computer and other items. In the centre of the room was a mattress on the floor. Michael guessed it was a bedroom but aside from the table and mattress, it was bare. He shivered as he looked over the toys and the mattress, knowing he was about to be used. Chris handed the boy a bottle of orange liquid and told him to drink. “What is it?” The boy finished his question only to feel the back of his Masters hand crash into the left side of his face. “I said drink. Not ask me a question.” Michael took a sip and Chris grabbed the bottle and held it to the boy’s mouth until it understood and drank it all. “Good slut. Now sit in the middle of the mattress.” Michael stepped onto the mattress, which he could now see was stained a little but nothing major, he sat cross legged in the centre. Chris moved to the table, and back, holding a camera pointing it at the boy. “Now slut, you can ask not to be filmed but it won’t change anything, so you might as well comply.” Michael nodded. “How many men have you engaged with sexually in the last 12 hours?” Michael stared at the camera confused and muttered “3” looking down as he said it. “And you were receptive?” “Yes.” Michael answered. “Were any of the encounters unprotected?” Michael hesitated before acknowledging that “Yes, all three Sir” “Did you request any to wear a condom?” Chris smirked as he asked the question. “No sir” “Why?” Michael paused. He didn’t know what to say.. He stammered “I... I was too horny.. I wanted their cum." “Were any of them HIV Positive, or infected with anything else?” “Ye sir, they were positive… I, I don’t know about anything else.” Chris had the boy. He turned and put the camera on the tripod. “You’re a whore aren’t you boy?” Chris could see the T laced Gatorade was kicking in and the boy was sweating a little. “I’m going to own you boy, and destroy you like you want. That starts now.” Chris walked to leave the room, leaving the boy sitting in front of the camera as it slowly lost it’s head in the drugs. As well as playing the recording live to a few fucked up websites, Chris had it playing on the TV of the living room/waiting room. He took his laptop and began working while off and on replying to messages of guys looking to use the whore. All the adverts were the same. ‘Don’t kill him, but other than that enjoy.’ It wasn’t long before the first guest arrived and was entering the room. The boy was visibly fucked out of his mind and was so eager to suck the strangers cock it almost made Chris proud. Before long though the man, wearing a ski mask, got down to what he came to do. He kicked the boy hard in the side, pushing it down on the ground and forced one of the toys up the whore’s cunt, dry. Michael screamed and rolled to his side, winded and terrified. This had changed so quickly. His cunt was assaulted with the dry thick dildo, before the stranger pulled it out and replaced it with his cock. Chris would intermittently watch the show; men raping Michael, beating him, Michael begging. He kept headphones on so he didn’t hear the screams, even asked one of the John’s to gag the whore if he was going to be rough. The guys waiting for their turn, sat around in the room beating off and watching the whore be used. They were each offered a ski mask before entering, and when they were done – Chris would check the camera to see that the whore was still functioning, collect the $60 and nod for the next guy to enter. A couple of times Chris walked into the room and gave the whore another drink to keep it flying. Each time the boy would beg him for it to stop before Chris would slip a finger in it’s cunt, put it to it’s lips and tell it what a good whore it was being. The boy sat staring at it’s master, sucking the cum off of his finger before falling face down again and presenting his cunt, hoping the next man would just want to fuck him and not beat him. 12 men fucked him in a row over 18 hours. The Whore was so filled with drugs and cum it was passing out. It awoke, not for the first time, with a cock in it’s cunt, but this time, with 3 others in the room. Each of the men were average at best, and he couldn’t see the one filling him. One of the men walked over to the boy and put his cock on the sluts lips. Wiping his pre-cum on them before sliding it in it’s mouth. “We’ve all got gifts for you. Each one of us something special to give you.” The boy sucked as tears welled in his eyes. “Your Master asked us to come over and showed us the video of you talking about the toxic cock you let in you. He told us we needed to make you sick. That you deserved it. Is that right Michael?” He sounded insulting and teasing as he said it, the boy sucking on his cock as he said these nasty things, Michael was disgusted. But he was more disgusted that he was still sucking on the mans cock, the mans diseased cock, he didn’t stop. The cock in his hole pulled to the tip, and slid back in, making the whore moan. The cock was removed from his mouth and a camera placed at his face. “Fuck you’re disgusting. Is this really all your worth? Is that right you piece of fucking trash?” The boy whimpered into the camera and nodded, tears welling in his eyes half moaning half sobbing as the cock withdrew from his ruined cunt. WHACK the boys back was caned, leaving a bright red welt. “I SAID IS THAT WHAT YOU FUCKIN DESERVE? TO BE FILLED WITH DISEASE AND RUINED?” Michael whimpered, he was crying. “Yes sir" The cock slid in his cunt again and he moaned. The camera caught the moment the whore gave in completely. Disgusted with itself, shamed but still moaning and whimpering while it's pussy was filled.

Part II I followed him fifty feet behind. I was saying to myself how I could consider such an old ugly troll as a sex partner. But I was all to horny to think Clear and my Dick wanted to have sex With the ugly old man like crazy. Yes I wanted it bad, even if it was dificult to acept it to myself. I was all the time rock hard. I followed him five Blocks and in all this time he dident look back at me to se if i was following him. That make me insecure and a bitt small. I even wanted him more. He stoped in front of an old building, smilled at me and open the door. I followed him and come in, He clouse the door and He gave me a botle of poppers and told me to sniff it, i did as he told me and when the russ come he French me like no tomorrow. It was like he has in his mouth all the saliva in the world. My mouth got totally full With his spit ad his tongue darted inside my mouth. After some minutes he separete his mouth from mine and told me that he knew that he make me horny. He then told me that when i live his apartment his DNA will be With me forever, he was determinated to make me AIDS pregnant and he knew i wated it bad. I wanted to kiss him more but he hold my hand and tuck me to his filthy Apartment. He gave me a beer and he got all naked showing a very thing and sick body but With the largest black Dick i ever seen. We make out on the sofa for long time. He told me how incedible hot i was and how much i deserved to get pregnant by him. He asked me if i wanted to be one With him, get totally United by the sex, become one persone not two. I nodded and followed him to his bed. He lay Down on his back and told me to ride him. I asked please to wear a comdom but he told me that i really dident want that. -Fuck yourselv With my old balck Dick, put it in Your hot bubble white butt. -Ohh fuckk its feel amazing. -Yes, u like the feeling of my old Dick bare, dont u? -Ohh fuck yessss is amazing -Put it all in, fuck yourself, fuck yourself til you get pregnat by me. -Oh fuckkk fuckkk is amazing. -We are one, we are totally United, look at my eyes wille u fuck yourself, yes thats it baby. -Oh fcukk ohh fuck i gonna cum, -Yes my AIDS babies are ll in Your hot body. Its not way back baby. U got m all inside U. I will live in U for ever. At that moment i feel it, he was cuming inside me. i press my ass to his Dick and Our eyes loked at that very moment. I come like crazy With out touching myself, We stay United a wille kissing and making out til we was ready for round two. My feelings were so mixed up. But it feel so right to have him inside me, even if he was so discoting the sex was the best i ever had. To be continued