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I knew the moment he asked me to strip naked for the entire audition that I wanted the part. My exhibitionist self desperately needed the part. On the walk back to my hotel my shacky self-esteem kicked in and my thoughts were full a dreadful foreboding. I drank alone from the bar fridge and got fall down black out drunk. I was awakened about 11 a.m. by a call from the director’s assistant. “We think you would be great for the part. Will you take it?” “Um … yeah. Yes, sure, I would be delighted to take it.” When I got through my disbelief I assured myself I could do this as I would be performing so far away from home. I flew back to Toronto and met my co-lead at the read through. We were given joke straps to wear. He was a handsome 6’4” bear of a man with a deep resonant voice that reverberated all down my spinal column as he performed his lines. Flesh coloured Jock straps became our apparel for every rehearsal. They took great care to find tones that matched both our different skin tones. My inner exhibitionist was already having a great time! At the end of the day we blocked out our first simulated sexual encounter the director drew me aside as everyone else was sent home. He began by gently asking me how I felt about taking part in the sex scene. I confessed I felt awkward, especially when it came to kissing my co-lead bear. The director didn’t say anything he just leaned into me and planted a kiss on my lips. I was a bit taken aback, but he just kept looking into my eyes and did it again. This time his tongue slipped into my mouth and the kiss lasted longer. I was surprised that I was beginning to relax and maybe even enjoy this kiss from a man. After all, he was a good kisser and the unique feel of his whiskers scratching my face was strangely erotic. Sensing my shift he asked if he could make me an offer. “I want to hire you a gay escort so you can get more comfortable with man on man intimacy. I won’t tell you what to do with him, just stay open to the experience and only do what you are comfortable doing. Well stretch your comfort level a little. Would that be OK?” “Um … I don’t know. Maybe? As long as you don’t have expectations.” “I don’t.” “OK, sure, anything for the show.” That night a stunning tall slim black man knocked at my hotel room door. Thankfully I had already downed a few double scotch on the rocks. I invited him in and he immediately kicked off his expensive loafers and pulled off his socks before sitting on the couch. When I turned from preparing him a drink he had opened his shirt to reveal a beautiful hairless muscled chest and eight pack abbs. As we sipped our drinks he opened his trousers and out popped a huge flaccid cock. He was clearly commando for this gig. He asked me to stand, stood himself, and stepped naked toward me. He proceeded to strip off my clothes in the most sensual provocative experience I had ever had. When I was totally nude he asked me to touch his cock. When I demurred, he dropped to his knees shallowed my penis to the hilt and was lapping at my hairy balls with his tongue. My cock was growing hard fast. He worked my hips so that I was face fucking him. I was loving this, no woman had ever taken me so completely with her mouth. I told him when I felt close to cumming and he pulled off, stood and pushed me down to my knees. I tentatively touched his semi-erection and thought; ‘yeah I really do want to pull off this play, I need this experience.’ I took as much of him into my mouth as I could manage. His manhood just kept growing! Soon I realized we were on the bed 69ing. I was loving the feel of his mouth on my cock, and his cock stretching my jaw. Soon I was about ready to shoot and warned him. He pulled off my hard cock, rolled me on my back and had his ass impaled on my raw member before I had time to think. He looked at me with his warm eyes and asked if I was ok with this. My cock twitched in his hole which he took as permission and started riding me like a horse at full gallop. I was soon pressing up into him as much as he was pushing down onto me. I didn’t have time to warn him and blasted my load deep in his guts. He just held me in his warm gaze and smile. I had never orgasmed so powerfully and it took me a while to regain my senses. When he saw I had he proclaimed; “Your turn.” I was initially struck dumb, let myself get fucked by this man? No way!” Then I remembered my part, I would bottom in the play, I needed to know what this was like to play the part convincingly. I heard the director's voice in my head 'stretch yourself a bit beyond your comfort zone. ' or something like that. “Fuck man, yeah, you’re right. … But at least wear a condom.” “Do you have any?” “Fuck! No! You?” “Never use them.” “Even with clients.” He held his hard cock pointing to it with his eyes and smiling. “They always want this raw man. Beside you just fucked and bred me; ‘what’s good for the goose’ and all” “FUCK MAN?” “Yeah that’s exactly what you need, a good raw fuck and breeding.” And as if he was reading my mind; “You know this is part of your research for this play, you’re the receptive bottom, right?” “Yeah, but that will be simulated.” “You know you need it raw with me to get it right in the play?” “Right, but you’ll go slow, you are massive and my ass is a virgin.” “Sure man.” “And you’ll pull out before you cum?” “But you get bred in the play, and you just bred me.” My turn to be bold; “But you want to put that raw cock in my ass? Right?” “Fuck yeah!” “Then I’ll agree, for my training, but, only if you promise to pull out before you cum.” “Let’s see what you say when I’m close.” I should have noticed this was not a question. I laid back on the bed, ass near the edge, and he lifted my legs toward my chest. I couldn't believe I was letting this stranger do this to me. His head moved in and he began to rim my ass. I couldn’t hold back my moans of pleasure. Soon his tongue was fucking me, quickly followed by one, two and then three fingers. A bottle of poppers was held to my nose and I instinctively took a deep wiff. Bottle moved to my other nostril and I breathed in deeply. My head was spinning and my ass fully relaxed. Well almost fully, he plunged his raw dick into me. I screamed and he covered my mouth with his to muffle me. He held for a moment until my pain transformed to pleasure. “Fuck me with that big tool man.” “With pleasure” He needed no more encouragement. He soon pounded in and out of me like a jack hammer. I was mesmerized as I watched his big black cock disappearing into my hairy hole. I didn’t want his assault to end. “Give it to me big boy. Raw fuck my no longer virgin ass.” “It’s still a virgin to cum.” He rasped as he breathing became more laboured. “Don’t cum yet. I need you to fuck me longer before you pull out.” “Fuck man, I’m so close.” “Hold off for a little longer ….” “Man … please…. I … can’t” “Oh fuck, just breed me then, cum in my ass” He was already unloading. Volley after volley painted my guts. To be continued

Work of fiction, none of this is true. As a 33 year old, slim, fem and albeit hairy white man with a cute and bouncy ass, I have been the desire of many an older man. While I am bi, I have been mostly attracted to older men. In fact, I have always been attracted to older bears and chubs. I love getting on all fours, feeling their bare cock slide into my tight hole, and then feeling them drop their belly on my ass as they thrust all the way to the hilt. There is something hot and exciting about getting fucked roughly by someone who has a weight differential of almost two hundred pounds. That makes me moan like a slut in heat taking her first BBC creampie. Tonight, I had an itch that needed to be scratched. After years of taking bare cock in my ass and breeding old pussy, I wanted more. What I wanted was a big black cock to impregnate me. To give me his babies. To poz me. For the last two years I have been chasing have that impregnation with no luck. That is until I found the one. I had been browsing the various silver daddy personal sites and BBRT and received a message from a potential suitor. "Hey there, I love seeing those pictures of your tight ass. It would love good gripping my 12" raw BBC. Here's my contact info, call me. - Rex." Attached to his PM was a picture of a massive black cock. My mouth was watering. I had to finger my hole I was that excited. I quickly called him with the number he left me. "Hello, is this Rex? This is Andy." "Hey there, Andy, it is. How is my sexy white son doing today?" "Horny, Rex." "I can tell baby. Want to come over and get that horniness under control? You can come over now, I'll send you, my address." "On my way, Rex. See you soon." I ended the call and seconds later I received a text from Rex with his address. Tuns out he was only a few blocks away from me. I grabbed my keys and wallet and headed out of my apartment. I walked the short distance to his apartment and pressed the buzzer for his place. I heard the door click unlock after I announced I was here. I took the elevator to his floor and walked to his door and knocked. "It's open!" I heard from within the apartment. I walked in, closed the door behind me, and was immediately greeted by a massive human being. A six foot eight-inch tall, massive bear of a black man with a massive cock just dangling between his legs. No sooner did I see Rex did I walk up and start stroking his cock and sucking on his tits. That was about all I could do to greet him at my height (5'8"). "mmmmm hello, Andy. You are even more sexy in person. Why don't you strip down and have a seat on the couch next to me so we can talk." Without saying a word, I stripped out of my clothes with exception of my fem high knee/low thigh socks. The older men I fucked loved me wearing them as they plowed my slutty hole. I sat down next to him, and we started making out and stroking each other's cocks. Compared to his massive BBC, my 7" and thick cock looked tiny. We broke off the kiss but continued to slowly stroke each other. We talked about how old we were, weight, etc. The usual stuff. Now picture the size differential. I am 5'8", 135 pounds fem, hairy, and slim. Rex was 6'8", 315 lbs, with a slight belly. He was built more like a linebacker who had retired and gained more weight. "So Andy, are you a bottom?" "Versatile" "Maybe if you are lucky you will be tonight, but for the most part, you're bottoming tonight." I nodded in agreement. I mean that is why I was there. "Do you take cock bare or covered?" "Bareback. Bare. Raw. No condoms are allowed near my cock or my holes." "Mmmm excellent, baby. Daddy Rex loves that. It's got me at full mast, baby." I moaned as he gave a couple quick strokes to my cock. "How do you take loads?" "In my ass. If you are cumming in my mouth, you are wasting your load and my time." "Fuck yes, baby, I love that. Now then, what is your status?" "Negative, not on PREP." "Ooooooh baby, yes. One final question: are you okay with being fucked by a POZ guy who has a high viral count?" "I wouldn't be here if I wasn't okay with it." He moaned loudly as he lifted me up effortlessly and carried me to his bedroom. We made out along the way. We arrived at his bed in his room, he was still carrying me, my hole being poked and prodded by his massive rock-hard cock. I could feel the head of his cock enter my unlubricated hole. He pinned me up against wall with the cock head inside my hole. I was moaning loudly. Suddenly, I felt something warm in my hole. He was pissing in my hole. My rectum and colon was now filled with his piss. I wantonly wrapped my legs around his midsection as his stream inside me stopped and he started to move my ass up and down on his cock. "Glad you liked the lube. That's all you're getting that isn't my cum, baby." I could do nothing but moan like a slut. (To be continued)

Pozed on stage How does a 35-year-old straight male get pozed by a gay fuck? Furthermore, how does he do so in a theatrical production on stage? Good questions which require some back story. I’m a 6’ 1”, 180 lb. chiseled, hairy chested, fit actor of Italian heritage which blessed me with a rich olive skin tone. I had just finished the run of a production in which I played a gigolo. My good looks helped get me this part. In the first act I shagged a dozen different women, in a few of the simulated sex scenes the audience got a very good view of my naked ass. Being not only an actor; but, an exhibitionist, I was delighted to wiggle my naked butt on stage. The curtains opened to the second act with me and a gorgeous woman shagging in a hotel room. Initially we are under covers as I simulate vigorously pounding her. The door to the room opens and in storms her cop boyfriend, he’s still in uniform. He quickly rips the covers off the bed and our naked bodies are exposed for the entire audience. Full frontal, at this point I had rolled off her. Without a word being exchanged he grabs a steak knife from the ‘room service cart’ and slits my throat. The theater audiences’ gasps, even screams, proved just how realistic the props department managed this illusion. For the next few minutes my body laid full exposed on my back on the bed as the cop and his girlfriend wiped the room clean of any evidence of their having been near the crime scene. The rest of the play is a murder mystery trying to determine which jilted lover or woman I had been with was responsible for my death. I was not the lead for this play, but you wouldn’t know that from the promotional material which featured my bare ass and full-frontal nude scenes. They knew what they were doing, almost every seat was sold out. I loved those performance pics that showed up on Instagram and Twitter posted by many of my fans. Truth be told a posted a few myself. These elicited many positive comments. Some highly suggestive. Both women and men making sexual propositions. I even followed through with a couple of the women. I guess playing the part of a gigolo had rubbed off on me and altered my moral outlook about casual sex. One direct message on twitter caught and held my attention. It read; “I’m a gay director in Toronto. I want to congratulate you on your recent performance. The photo shoots of your naked body convinced me you are the perfect co-star for my next production. Give me a call.” His phone number was attached. I call him up and he explained that I would play the part of a gay man who gets pozed in Act one set in a New York bathhouse. He wanted me to understand before I agreed to an audition that the part required lots of simulated gay sex and some nudity. I listened carefully but ultimately decided it did not sound like a part for me. He understood and told me to feel free to call him back if I changed my mind. His last statement; “I’ll buy you a plane ticket to get you to the audition, no conditions attached, just come to the audition.” I thanked him and assured him I didn’t think I would be changing my mind. Two days later the Matthew Shepherd assault and murder was on the news. I found myself rethinking why I had turned down the audition. Was I just being homophobic? I called the gay director and was soon flying across the country. What could I loose. Besides why turn down the opportunity for a flight paid vacation to a great city. To be continued… -

I turned 18 a few weeks ago. Graduated high school and now I was trying to occupy my summer with what to do until college started in the spring. My dad figured I needed community service work to help my résumé. So he suggested that I give some assistance to Mr. Wilson, the man who lives on our block. Apparently he was living with late stage AIDS and was having a hard time taking care of things around the house. I was planning on studying to become a nurse so it sounded like good practice. Mr. Wilson didn’t require anything too crazy. Just some general clean up around the house. When I arrived he greeted me at the door “Welcome Nick. Thanks for coming by. Come in.” He was in his late 60s early 70s. Pale, bald, thin and gaunt in the face, thin arms and legs, with a potbelly. He guided me in to his living room. His house was a bit of a mess. A lot of laundry magazines and dishes everywhere. It looked like it would take a little bit more effort to clean up than I thought. But it didn’t seem very bad. “So what would you like me to start with first Mr. Wilson?“ “Oh just anywhere you like. I’ve let the place go quite a bit. I haven’t had much energy these days understandably.“ I understood. I figured he was having a hard time what was his condition. So I started picking up dishes left about. And washed them. I cleaned up the kitchen and went to pick up the clothes laying about. Some of his underwear and socks had a distinctive smell coming from them like a mix of body odor and something slightly fishy? I was in the laundry room sorting his clothes. Separating the colors and the whites. When I held his underwear in my hand I felt around the crotch area and it felt strangely hard. I reached on the inside of them and felt something dry on the inside of the crotch area. It took me a second but then I realized what it was and quickly put them in the washer. “So what do you plan on doing after the summer?“ Mr. Wilson was watching me sort the clothes. “Oh I plan on going to school and studying to be a nurse.“ “Fantastic, I could possibly hire you to take care of me full-time. That is if I last that long.“ “You seem healthy enough sir I’m sure you’ll be fine.“ “Oh that’s kind of you to say. But the disease has took its toll on me quite a bit. It’s running rampant in me, more so than it seems on the surface.“ “Well I would be happy to help you with whatever you need. It would be good training for me.“ Mr. Wilson smiled. “Becoming the nurse is serious stuff. You have to do all sorts of things. Manage medication‘s, IVs, sponge baths for those who can’t manage.” “Oh it will be no trouble for me at all sir. I like to help people, and taking care of the sick and elderly seems like a good calling.“ “Yes it is very noble. i’m glad I can give you experience. Say young lad, since you’ll need the training anyway, would you mind helping me with a sponge bath? It gets difficult for me moving around.“ I was taken aback by that request a little bit. It’s not what I was expected to do to help him with. But he was right, I will need to do these sorts of things if I am going to become a nurse. “Oh um sure. I’ll just finish up with the clothes and I’ll see you, where?” “In my bedroom. It’ll be easier if I am laying down in bed.“ Yeah I guess that made sense. Where else would you do it? I finished with the laundry and gathered what I needed for cleaning up Mr. Wilson. Bucket of hot soapy water, a couple of rags. I met him in his room, and he was naked on the bed. I had to admit it was a little shocking being alone in a room with a naked man. As I got to work on Mr. Wilson. I was running the rag up and down his legs trying to be a diligent caregiver. I ran my rag up his thigh and got close to his crotch area. I wasn’t sure what to do once I got there. “You should clean that area as well Nick. It’s all part of normal nurse work.“ I put the rag on his penis and started wiping it clean. Going around his balls and underneath his shaft. As I was cleaning him he was getting an erection. It was large, very large “Oh it looks like you’ve awoken some thing. Never mind that. It happens when it receives any stimulation. I am human after all. So I do have urges.“ “Right. I understand.” I wiped his erect penis up-and-down a couple of times. Mr. Wilson was looking at me. “I’ve never seen one that big before.” “11.5 inches my boy. Trust me I have satisfied many men in my days, and unfortunately perforated a few.“ That made me blush. That type of talk seemed a little bit too lewd for this situation. “You should clean underneath the foreskin as well.“ “How do I do that?“ “Well young man.“ Mr. Wilson sat upright. “You should hold the shaft and peel the foreskin back. You can clean me more efficiently that way. It’s important to clean under there you know. Here, I’ll make it easier for you.“ Mr. Wilson stood up and put his hands on my shoulders pushing me down to my knees. His erect cock was now staring directly at me, The head of his dick peering through the forskin. “Now young lad. Take your hand and grab my penis.“ So I brought my hand up and gripped his dick. “Now take your other hand and wrap it around my cock head and pull back on it.“ I reached my other hand and did as instructed. I pulled back his foreskin and his mushroom head cock was staring at me fully exposed. Even with both my hands gripping his shaft there was still plenty my hands couldn’t cover. The thought occurred to me that I was now on my knees gripping onto Mr. Wilson’s penis with both hands. I was getting nervous and for a moment I forgot what to do. “Well? Are you forgetting something?“ “Oh right! The rag.” The rag was on the floor by Mr. Wilson’s feet. I let go of his penis and bent down to pick it up. Mr. Wilson squatting down at the same time. “Let me help you with that.” Both our hands met as we reached for the rag. In the awkwardness of it I grabbed the rag and we both got up. But in both of our maneuvers Mr. Wilson’s penis slapped my forehead and slid down my face as I motioned my head up. “Oh no I’m so sorry!“ I pulled my head away completely embarrassed. “Don’t be sorry it was just a little bump. It’s just a penis, it won’t hurt you.“ I brushed off the incident and I wrapped the rag around his penis and started stroking it to get it clean. “Oh yeah, that’s a good technique. You’ll get it nice and clean that way.“ I only stroked it a few times. I wasn’t trying to stimulate him, but this seemed like the only way to properly wash him. Once I was done I instructed him to lay back down on the bed and I continued to give him a bath. Cleaning the rest of him. It went without further incident. I continued to clean his bedroom. Mr. Wilson watching me and helping me organize some of his things. He didn’t put his clothes back on, he remained naked and his large penis still rockhard. “You don’t mind me walking around all naturale do you? I find it more comfortable this way.” I didn’t want to be rude. After all I am training to be a caregiver so I had to put his needs first. “Of course. It’s your house you can do whatever you like.“ I assured him with a smile. Deep down I was uncomfortable with it. I was picking up things here and there. I came across a box of magazines, they were porno magazines. “Oh don’t mind those. Just something to get me off when I need to. Here let me show you my favorite one.“ He took out a particular magazine and flipped to a page. He revealed photos of an older man who looked similar to him bareback fucking a young 18 or 19 year old who looked similar to me. I didn’t want to be rude, but I also didn’t want to look at his porn. “Oh that looks pretty wild.“ “Indeed. This sort of thing really gets me boned up.“ He was now stroking his cock next to me. He was looking at me a little sad. “Hey Nick, do you think you could do me a big favor?“ “What is it?“ “Do you think you could help me get off? It’s been so long since I’ve been in the presence of such a handsome young man like you. I would really appreciate it.“ “I don’t think I can do that. It wouldn’t be appropriate.“ “Relax my boy. You’re just helping out an old man like you were meant to you when you came here, isn’t that right? Please I assure you you will be totally fine I just want to see your ass while I rub one out.“ I wasn’t sure what to do in the situation. I wanted to be helpful, I wanted to help him with his needs. But I didn’t think that I could do something like that. But he was such a lonely man. I figured it might be OK as long as he’s just jacking off and nothing more comes of it. “Do you promise not to tell anyone?” “Absolutely. I will take it to the grave with me.” “Uh, okay, as long as we are safe. What do you need me to do?“ “Splendid! Well first takeoff all your clothes and lay face down on my bed. I want to see that beautiful body of yours.“ I slowly strip down and climbed onto his bed laying down like he asked. Mr. Wilson climbed on the bed and got on top of me straddling my thighs, his dick slapping my ass crack. “Hey! What are-“ “Relax Nick. I’m just getting a good look at your ass. Now just lay there and let this old man enjoy the sight of you.” This felt like a very compromising position, but I assumed that it would all be over fairly soon. Mr. Wilson was stroking his cock with one hand while rubbing my butt cheeks with the other. “Yeah, that is such a beautiful ass of yours, I would so love to dig my cock in there.“ “Please don’t joke like that sir. You have aids remember?“ “Of course, how can I forget? I have a very high viral load. And I haven’t gotten off in quite a few days. And theoretically if I did fuck that beautiful tight ass of yours, you would definitely get what I have he he.” That type of verbal treatment was very unsettling. But he was a lonely old man, I figured I would let him say what he wanted and blow a load out. He slapped his cock against my ass few times. My God it was so big. But while he rubbed his cock against my ass cheeks, he wasn’t stroking it. It seemed like he was dragging it out. “Hey there Nick I’m having a hard time getting off. Do you think you could let me grind my tip against your hole a little bit? I won’t penetrate, I just want to hump a little. It would definitely help me shoot.“ “Isn’t that pushing things little too far? What if it goes inside?“ “Nonsense. We don’t have any lube and you’re so young and tight there’s no way it will go in. You’ll be perfectly safe. Please?“ I was very hesitant. Things were escalating a little. But theoretically what he said seemed completely safe. As long as it didn’t actually go inside me then there wasn’t any risk. “O-okay. But just humping on the outside OK?“ “Of course! Now get on your hands and knees doggy style for me.“ We repositioned and I got on my knees. Mr. Wilson spread my cheeks and start slapping his cock against my ass hole. He swirled his tip around it and then positioned it right at the center of my ring. He put his hands on my hips and started rocking his hips back-and-forth. “Ah yes this feels much better, you’re smooth little pucker is doing the trick.“ his humping wasn’t too hard. He was staying outside of me like he assured me. I was able to relax and let him have his fun. He was rubbing my ass cheeks and feeling up my back as his hips rocks into me. I could feel my asshole being pushed with each thrust. It felt kind of good. Especially with such a monstrously huge cock. Then I felt something. My asshole was getting wet. Mr. Wilson was leaking pre out of his dick. His thrusting was still relatively tame so it didn’t seem like it was all that bad but I was getting a little worried about my hole getting lubed up. “Oh yeah thats better. I can feel myself leaking.” His humping started getting harder. I felt my ass hole getting hit roughly by his dick. I kept myself clenched but Mr. Wilson was getting more enthusiastic. As his movements became stronger and his cock leaked more I could feel his tip starting to part my ass. It felt like it was slowly digging into me. “Mr. Wilson you should be careful. I think you’re starting to go in.“ “Nonsense boy. I’m still completely outside of you. My wet cock head is just kissing you. Don’t be afraid to have your hole kiss it back.“ “Are you getting close yet?” “I’m building up to it. Why? Do you want it to end now? Doesn’t my cock feel good?” “It feels great sir. You have a wonderful cock. You just need to careful is all.” The more he humped my hole the more the tip started digging in. At this point his tip was halfway into my ring. His hands were exploring my body as his hips kept grinding forward. “Ow, that’s starting to go a little too far. You should ease up“ “it’s fine. Just enjoy my cock. Young men like you should be lucky to have experienced old men like me show you how good you can feel with your ass. Besides, I can tell your ass is very inexperienced. It’s gonna take a lot more than what I’m doing to penetrate you. For example if I were to jam forward like this!” As Mr. Wilson’s tip was halfway in my ring, he jammed his hips forward and his head popped inside of me. He then quickly pulled out and continued his humping, not easing up on the force though. “OUCH! That went in!” It hurt when he popped inside of me. It was true that I’ve had very little experience with sex. So the pain of his initial entry shot through me. “Well so it did. Oops, it’s all right I will try to stay out of you.” My ass felt vulnerable after that initial plunge. I was having a really hard time keeping him out of me. His thrusting unrelenting. Then I felt his cock head pop into me again and then right back out. “Oof. That feels good.“ “Sir you shouldn’t do that!“ his thrusting continued. With the way my hole was getting wet from his cock. It felt like every fifth or sixth thrust his cock head entered me again. Then every second or third thrust it entered. Then Mr. Lewis picked up a piece of ramming his cock head in and out of my hole constantly. “Don’t worry about all this Nick. It’s just popping in to say hello. Your ass is really inviting.“ The feeling of his cock head going in and out of my ring was horrifying yet felt good at the same time. But still I wanted him to stop and continue with grinding my hole just from the outside. “Sir please it’s going inside me!” “That’s not going inside of you, this is going inside of you.“ Mr. Wilson then thrust into his cock in my ass, sliding in what felt like 5 or 6 inches and then pulled out and continued with the tip of his cock going in and out. “Ow! That was too deep!” “See that was going inside of you. This is just the entrance. Now just focus on how good my cock is.. I’m getting close.” “Oh God, you’ll cum outside right?“ “Sure, sure. let me Focus on your beautiful ass.” Mr. Wilson was now wrapping his arms around my torso. I felt his cock starting to dig in deeper. He wasn’t just fucking me with the tip anymore. He was sliding at least half his cock in me, like previously. “Oh fuck this is so much better, the inside of your colon is definitely working my cock up to an eruption!” “Sir please pull out! That’s too far!“ The cock going up my ass is starting to drive me crazy. I couldn’t deny that it was probably the best fucking I have ever felt in my life. But I knew exactly what kind of cock was inside of me. A poz cock, and not just a poz cock, a full-blown AIDS cock. “Just a moment kid. I’m so close! Please just focus on squeezing that ass on this dirty cock. Work this load out of me!” Suddenly he started slamming his cock all the way in and out. I felt the full length of his 11 1/2 inch dick pulverizing my insides. Every time he went balls deep it felt like I was getting stabbed on the inside causing pleasure as he passed over my prostate and pain as he slid far past that. “Sir! What are you doing!? This is too much! Ouch! It hurts!” The ball slapping fucks were relentless. His pace started to quicken rapidly. His body trembling. “Just hold out a little longer Nick! You’re such a good boy! I’m going to reward my good boy by shooting AIDS poison in you! Fuck! I’m about to create a partner in hospice in just few more-“ he now let his body collapse onto me. His cock furiously slamming down into me. “AAAAAGH FUCK!” His cock started violently spasming deep inside. I could feel blast after blast of his toxic cum shooting into me. And it had a bit of a sting to it to due to have roughly he fucked me on the inside, almost like acid. “Ahhhhh. That was good Nick. Such a wonderful ass.” I was in shock. I couldn’t speak. Mr. Wilson slowly got up. His long cock pulling out. “Oops, little bit of blood on my cock. Guess I tore you up in there. It happens to almost all they guys I fuck.” My ass hurt. I could barely get up. I slowly got my close on while Mr. Wilson stayed nude. “Well then. Now that I was able to get off, you can continue your work.” I looked at him as if he was crazy. How could I work after what he did? But there’s no way I could leave, if I did I’d be terrified of him telling anyone what happened. So I swallowed my pride and got back to cleaning his house.

I’d seen the boy’s ad on line, in various places, BBRT, A4A. He was a horny little pig. It was a photo of his ass. Big, wide and furry. The text of the ad said: “My ass is in the air, I need loads. Come over and breed me. I’m desperate for cum. I’m short, furry and piggy.” Exactly my type. I’d never responded before because I was usually feeling like more of a whore bottom myself. I knew the feeling he was experiencing, desperate for cock and cum in your hole. But I’m a switch and sometimes you just gotta fuck a hole. I’m partial to beefy boys with big butts so I responded. “Hey pig. That’s a great cumdump you have. I love big butts. Love to come over and breed it, especially if you’re already partied up and dripping loads.” And I included some pics of my beefy, hairy body and fat cock. I’m 32, 5’5”, 175 lbs, covered in thick dark hair and have a big juicy uncut 8.5” dick. My dick has been known to make a few “top” daddies lift their legs and beg me to fuck them. But today I knew this wouldn’t be a hard sell. The boy was on line, so he was taking loads. I quickly got an email back from him. “Thank you for responding, sir. I’ve been partying for a few hours. This faggot has three loads in his hole already. Should be enough to lube up your cock so you can breed me full of the cum that I need desperately.” Then he gave me his address. It was just a mile or two away from my house, so I sent him a message back and told him I’d be there in 15 minutes and to be ready. I drove over and parked on a side street in front of an unassuming little white house. He told me to use a particular door code and when I reached for the door, it opened and a tall, slim guy with a sexy beard and hairy chest answered the door, wearing only a jockstrap. “You here to breed the fag? His cunt is nice and partied up. I’m Jesse. Just here helping my buddy get his pussy bred hard.” Jesse reached out and shook my hand. “Greg. Glad to meet ya. Where’s the whore?” Jesse pointed into another room, which had the blinds drawn and a large screen TV playing a Treasure Island video of a whore getting gang banged. I walked into the room and shucked my clothes, so I was only wearing a leather jock and cockring. The large hairy ass I had seen in the ad was on the bed, in the air, face in the pillow. “Hey whore,” I said. “Is your cunt hungry for loads today?” “Yes, sir. Today and every day.”His head stayed buried in the pillow, so I hadn’t yet gotten a good look at his face, but he had large, muscular legs to go with his big, hungry ass, and I could see that the rest of his body was covered in thick blonde hair. He looked like he played rugby or soccer regularly. “Good,” I said. “You’re going to get at least a few from me.” Jesse had followed me into the cumdump’s bedroom, he sat in the corner in a large overstuffed chair, and picked up a bubbler from a table. There was a large plastic bag of Tina on the table and a couple of loaded points. “Damn, man. You guys plan to get fucked UP,” I said, marveling at the amount. “Yeah, we plan to keep this up for a day or two, and don’t wanna run out. Nothing worse than trying to find product when you’re horny as fuck.” Jesse motioned me over and gave me a huge shotgun off the pipe. I held it for a long time in my lungs and then gave it back to him while we kissed each other deeply passing the smoke back and forth. He offered me a point and I took it, gratefully. “What’s the cumdump’s name? Besides faggot,” I said, laughing. Jesse laughed as well and said “Adam. Right faggot?” “Yes, sir,” came from the bed. I walked over, grabbed a large buttplug that was sitting next to him on the bed and slid it up his ass. I could hear him breathe in, sharply. Then he began to moan. “Sit up, I said,” and Adam sat up and scooted over to the edge of the bed so that he could share the pipe with Jesse. He was a sexy little fucker. No more than 5’3” tall, maybe 160 lbs., blonde and super hairy with a blonde buzzcut and trim beard. “Want a slam, faggot?” “Fuck yes. Slam me up and rape my cunt, you dirty fucker.” He had an evil grin on his face and his pupils were huge and black. “Of course I will. Let me do myself first, pig.” Jesse and Adam were sharing more clouds, and both of them leaned over to share with me as well. I was getting deliciously spun, and horny as fuck. Jesse reached over to the table and handed me a tourniquet which I put on my arm. A quick wipe with an alcohol pad and BOOM. Into the stratosphere. It was good shit and I began to cough. When I caught my breath I turned to Jesse and said “Motherfucker! How strong was that!?” He got an evil grin on his face, and said “I”ll never tell.” Then he leaned over and kissed me hard on the mouth while Adam got on his knees and pulled Jesse’s cock out of the pouch of his jockstrap. It was nice and fat and uncut. He started to slurp on the hard cock that would shortly be pounding his pussy. But first I had to slam the little pig. I pulled him off Jesse’s cock which caused him to whimper a little and told him to lay back on the bed. He complied quickly and I was able to quickly put the tourniquet on and find a nice fat vein and register. I looked Adam in the eye and said “you ready boy? We’re gonna set your cunt on FIRE.” “FUCK YEAH! I was born ready for this!.” Then I pulled back the plunger and pushed it hard into the fag. He was already tweaking pretty hard, although Jesse told me later they’d only been smoking up to that point, and his eyes rolled up into his head. He muttered “Oh, FUCK,” under his breath and then started to cough. I reached over, pulled the plug out of his ass, lifted his legs over his head and shoved my fat uncut dick into his gaping hole. Adam moaned hard and began to whimper. “Please fuck me, Sir. I’m a worthless faggot who needs to be raped and bred.” I looked down at his handsome face, spit right between his eyes, and said “You have no idea, faggot.” And I started to pound his cunt. Jesse laughed and moved over to the bed where he stuck his own fat uncut dick into Adam’s mouth. The boy was being spit roasted by two pig cocks and was clearly in heaven. I started to plow him in earnest and knew this was going to be a fun time. I didn’t have anything to do for several days so I figured we’d all have a good time. Just as I was getting a rhythm built up, I heard the front door open. Jesse laughed and pulled his cock out of Adam’s mouth. “Better go greet our next guest.” He disappeared out of the room and I couldn’t help but notice that he had a nice hairy ass, too. But. Turned my attention back to Adam and spit in his face again. “You’re a filthy fucking cumdump, aren’t you son?” He just glared back at me and spit back in my face and smiled. “Dirty fucker. Rape me hard.” END PART 1.

Mental well-being is crucial, particularly for gay men navigating this rather complex sea that we call "life." Today, I found myself wrestling with thoughts that I suspect many of us have faced at one point or another. I'm sharing this intimate narrative in the hope that it resonates with those of you on a similar emotional journey, as a reminder that you're not alone in this struggle. --- Something is weighing heavily on my mind tonight, so I decide to go for a walk to grab some fresh air, or at least breathe it in. It has been raining all day today, and the clouds still linger in the sky. I think it will rain later, but for now, I am safe. I did the wrong thing by comparing myself to someone else today. His name is Edwin Hung. I saw a photo of him on Facebook a long time ago, but I forgot to note down his name; today, his photo appeared on my Facebook feed, and I took this opportunity to stalk his profile. He is probably in my top five for most handsome men of all time. He is an architect, part-time model, and lives in Singapore. He is turning 36 this November. He was born in Malaysia. As a side note, I am quite impressed with my researching skills, although I sometimes feel that I could put my research skills to better use besides stalking men on the internet. And this is when the comparison began. I think about his life and how glamorous it looks on his Facebook and Instagram. He is traveling the world constantly, eating good food, and probably lives in a really nice house. The good life, as one might call it. His Facebook is filled with adventures with friends. And then I look at my life in comparison, and I’m working a job that pays below the average Australian. I don’t think I am as handsome as he is, as much as I like to be on a high horse, which in turn is standing on a pedestal. I don’t live in a fancy apartment in the heart of Singapore, and my meals consist of roast chicken and Up and Go to keep the cost down low. In short, my life pales in comparison to his, and it makes me feel a bit sad. There aren’t too many cars on the road tonight, which isn’t surprising because it is getting late. I see a lightning strike somewhere in the distance and, sure enough, the sound of thunder rolling in, a harbinger for the heavy rains that are forecast tonight. I decide to make my way back home, the thought of this man still on my mind. I know the life of an Instagrammer might not be as it appears. It is carefully curated to give people the impression that one is living a perfect life when, in fact, their life is anything but that. Edwin could be very stressed and work long hours at his architecture job, and having free time might be a luxury to him. His holidays, extravagant, probably, might come far in between, and although he shares many pictures with friends, he could be feeling very lonely inside. I don’t know what his relationship status is (well, it says single on his Facebook page, but who knows), but a loving partner is very hard to come by. I have dated for a quarter of my life so far, and I know that it is not easy in the gay world to find that perfect partner, someone who tries to understand your insanity and put up with your delinquency, which we all have to some degree, although we might not readily admit it. I look back on my life, and I am happy. I am not an architect, and I don’t live in a busy and rich country like Singapore. I don’t have too many friends, and I don’t eat fancy food every day unless you consider dried dates among the list. I am not Edwin Hung. I am uniquely my own person with my own strengths and weaknesses, trying to live the good life no matter how different it may be from others. I believe a large part of living the good life is the ability to touch other people’s lives through your existence, just being who you are. I hope that my existence has changed the lives of others, from being a significant part of their lives with my partner and friends, to people whom I will never meet through my stories that I share. And you know, that’s enough for me.

I think pretty much every man sitting alone at the hotel bar is looking for a BJ, the question is are they down with a man doing the deed

Usually hotels near airports are fair game. Hop on Sniffies. I love to open my Grindr app and drive past the airport. I get so many hits and have met guys on overnight layovers heading to Europe or flight attendants.

If you like that then you’ll love me haha younger slim twink-ish guy here with a thick dark bush that surrounds a thick uncut cock. Little to no hair anywhere else other than my legs

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.

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.”

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

Ive changed the names of some of the people involved, but this is my story of the first time using T I’m going back quite a few years to tell the story of my first-time using T. My name is Ed and at the time of these events I was 35 years old, 6 years out of the military, and about 5 years out of the closet. I had a tough time coming out to myself. I was brought up thinking ‘fags are weak’ and not something to be admired. I got by telling myself its OK if I’m gay if I’m a top. So, for many years I was 100% top, hunting for bottoms with my bud John, often at the gay campground I belonged to. We’d make a game of how many bottom boys we could get in our sling in a night, making fun of how fast they’d put up their legs after a few drinks. On the leather and motorcycle weekends we had the added fun of fucking the boys in the public play space the camp set up. I was a muscled motorcycle riding tattooed furry leather bear with a thick 8” cock and 2GA PA so getting attention was never a problem. Taking a break I would watch the bottom pigs, ass up in the sling blissfully taking load after load. On the screens all around there was hardcore BB porn playing showing pigs indulging in every fetish imaginable; piss play, fisting, flogging, bondage, blindfolded cumdumps being used from both ends. My friends would say how hot it was, but then smirk and say but of course no self-respecting guy would really do all that. I’d nod in agreement, but in the back of my mind I was thinking “why the hell not?” I’d fucking love to be in that kind of no limits fuck it all kind of pig pile; not worried about who might see or what they might think. I’d experimented with bottoming when I was out of town for work. I’d have some luck, but a lot of times a guy said he wanted to top but then he'd show up and want me to fuck him. I’m not exactly submissive, but I am always eager to please so sure I’d lube up and give a good pounding. In truth I was getting tired of being the on-call top. In the meantime, I practiced with toys in private at home. About this time, I found the Breeding Zone site and started reading all the hot chem sex stories. I was always very strait laced and had only rarely tried pot. At first the stories of guys getting stealth chemmed and used as a cumdump really turned me on. I don’t know how many loads I jacked off reading those stories. Later though I realized I was really turned on by the stories of guys who embraced what they were, and open eyed begged to get turned into a chemmed up fuck hole, knowing exactly what they were getting themselves into and wanting every last greased up cock they could get. Meanwhile a good friend of mine Rick was an expert fister and while he was showing me how to fist properly, he’d insist I needed to experience at least some of what I was doing to the bottom. I agreed and soon it was obvious to him that his 100% top friend liked his hole worked on. I admitted to him that not only did I like being fucked but increasingly I’d been having fantasies about being the kind of totally used fuck hole I’d read about on Breeding Zone. He said that he knew a Master in a town about an hour away who was looking for a once-a-month pig he could turn into his slave and willing fuck-toy. He was rough but sane and if I wanted, he’d pass on my contact information. I was shaken and excited and told Rick yes, if he thought I could live up to Master Tom’s demands I’d very much want to try it. About a week later I get a text saying: You Slave! I hear you need a Master to train you to serve. I replied “Yes Please Sir! I really need to know what it is to be a hole used without limits.” Good Answer! You must always call me Sir, or Master Tom, and when were together you will always be naked. The only time I ever want to hear the word no from you slave is if I ask ”do you want me to stop?” Understood? Yes Sir! This pig is eager to become a naked slave for your use Master Tom Good! I’m free for a long weekend in two weeks. Can you come by my place one evening before then? There will be no sex, I need to inspect you and make sure I’m not wasting my time. In the meantime, send me some full body pics of yourself plus dick and ass shots. Yes, Master Tom, just tell this pig when and where to be and I will comply. A date that suited Master Tom was set and on a Tuesday evening I found myself nervously knocking at his door exactly when he ordered. A tall man in dress slacks and a white shirt answered the door. He was very clean cut and looked more like a Mormon missionary than a slave master. “So, you’re the fuck hole applicant Rick sent me. He says you don’t have any experience as a slave, but you know how to follow orders and don’t whine”. Yes Sir! I want to be a good slave but… Sir Tom stopped me with a quick slap across the mouth. “Pig you will NEVER address me unless you are fucking bare assed” “Do you understand?” I was confused for a moment then quickly stripped off my Camo shorts, tank top, jock, and jump boots. Naked in his open door I dropped to my knees for good measure and said Yes Sir! Thank you for the training, Sir. He seemed pleased and pointed to the living room, get up and walk was all he said. I walked naked into his living room and falling back on my military training stood at attention. I was rock hard! He walked around me looking me over. He kicked my legs open into a wider stance so he could thoroughly check me out. Master Tom said “let’s make this clear. I want an obedient fuck hole that knows this is all about making my cock happy.” If I accept you as a slave, you will always arrive, strip completely and present yourself for inspection. Understand you leave your clothes and rights at the door. I’m a POZ Top and I only BB. I like to parTy and I want my slave to be fucked up too. You can speak normally, what do you think of being my slave. I answered Sir, I’m NEG but understand it’s a slave’s place to take any load without question, please use and breed this pig as you want. I’ve never partied Sir and I’d do anything you ordered totally sober, but yes please put whatever the fuck you want into your pig. Turn me into your shameless tweaked up slave. Good pig. For now, you will call yourself pig. We’ll see if you earn the right to be called a slave. Your first order is for Friday evening. You have way too much hair for a slave. I’ve made arrangements with a shaving Master to make some changes for me. I’ll text you his number and you will arrange for him to shave you. I’ve already told him what I want. Then you can report to me first thing Saturday morning. Is that understood Pig? Oh fuck I thought, I’ve always been a bear. Shaving seemed a big first step, but I took a deep breath and said Yes Master, the Pig will get shaved as ordered Sir. Master Tom seemed pleased; said I was to be naked but could wear my weighted ball stretcher next time we met. I was also to remember that if we chatted online, even if only text I was to be naked when we spoke. With that he told me to get dressed and go, he’d see his new property Saturday AM. After I had dressed and was about to leave Master Tom handed me a black gift-wrapped box. He said it was for his shaving buddy and I could give it to him on Friday. The next day I got a text from Master Tom with a phone number. It said “set up your shaving session and then call me pig”. OH FUCK I recognized that number. It was my buddy John who I hunted bottoms with at camp. I knew he was into shaving his boys but never thought he or anyone I knew would be involved with this exploration of mine. This was a serious shock, I tried to think of some plausible way to get shaved without going to him, but there really wasn’t anyway around it. If I wanted to be the chemmed up fuck hole I’d been fantasizing about I’d have to man up and push through it. I called John and after some beating around the bush said “I think Master Tom set up an appointment for me to get shaved this Friday.” I asked John if he’d be OK doing that with me. John was hesitant, do you really want to be this guy’s slave? Yes John, I fucking need to feel what its like to let go and be someone’s shameless hole. I’m kind of embarrassed that you’ve been pulled into this and since we’re such good friends if you don’t want to get involved, I’ll ask Sir Tom for another barber. John thought a moment and said no he always wanted to get some clippers into my fur. He asked how he could be sure I wasn’t going to back out. I thought a moment and said John, if you do this for me, I will be glad to drive to your house fucking naked and walk in your door bare assed to prove my commitment to this. John said fucking hell yea! Good for you pig, get your bare ass up here by 7pm on Friday. Do you know what your Master asked me to shave? No John, I assumed my ass and maybe cock, but I’m ready to do what I’m told so please don’t tell me. I don’t want to chicken out. I stripped and texted Master Tom telling him I’d made the appointment. He immediately called in video mode. Sir Tom looked me up and down, said good your naked pig. I’m glad you can follow orders. Yes Sir! I explained that I knew Barber master John from camp and it was difficult to open up about what I was doing, but I really want to do this. I explained that to prove to Master John that I meant business I’d begged to drive to his house naked and ready to be shaved. Master Tom said Very Good Pig, you might just earn that slave collar sooner than I thought. Since you’ll be naked anyway, I want you to pull over about 15 minutes away from John’s place on Friday and give me a call. Understood Pig? Yes Sir! Thank you, Sir! Oh and Pig make sure you’re completely cleaned out. My pigs always suck my cock clean after I fuck them, and you will be doing that clean or not. I consider it an incentive for my Pigs to be extra clean. It’s how a hole shows its respect. As a Master I may not be so careful, you’re just a hole so what do I care? Fuuuck Yes Sir! On Friday I gassed up my truck, stripped and threw all my gear into a bag. I try not to fondle myself for the 45-minute drive to John’s place in the mountains. I’m very nervous. I’m not sure how I’m going to be able to expose the sub-pig side of me to my bud. I’ve worked really hard over the years on my hardcore top persona. About 15 minutes from John’s place, I pulled over and called Master Tom. Master Tom says let me see pig, and I show him I’m naked in the truck at an unused gas station. Good Pig, naked, the way you’re going to be the rest of this weekend. Tom says “you look a little nervous pig are you ready to go through with this? “ Sir, yes, pig is nervous, but it wants to obey so badly. That’s a good pig, now I need you to follow a few more orders. First get that gift I sent for John and open it. I’m puzzled but I comply. Inside I find a small box with four crystals of what I assume is T although I’ve never actually seen it for real. You know what that is pig? Sir I think it’s shards of T Sir. I didn’t know John used drugs. Sir, I have no idea if he does or not, but a compliant pig is my gift to him. Now pig lube up and shove one of those shards up your fuck hole as far as you can. I’m surprised this is how my first use of T is happening, but I push the fingernail sized shard up as deep as I can. I can feel a slight burn. The pig has been dosed Sir, thank you Master. That’s a good pig. Hmmm does pig think that’s enough? Master please, order your pig to do more please Sir! Fucking right pig, shove the rest of those shards in your hole. You need to get so fucking hungry for what’s coming. I push the other three slightly larger shards in and report, your pig has been dosed Sir! Thank you. My heart is racing but I don’t know if that’s the T or just the excitement. Sir orders me to lick my fingers clean. I comply. Master Tom says now get a move on pig you only have about 15 minutes before that starts to kick in. Yes Sir and thank you Master. As I drive to John’s my thoughts, which had been nervous and revolving around how embarrassing this was going to be started to change. I started to think about John pounding some willing boy while torturing his nipples. I thought how hot that would be if he put me in his sling. I began to wonder if John would get turned on by shaving me the way he did the boys at camp. He’d often try to BB them while they were distracted. I was getting so horned up by the thought of asking him to BB me, the way a slave is supposed to be used. I got to John’s house starting to really turn into a fucking pig. I walked in, saw John sitting on his barber chair like a throne, geared in leather chaps, vest, and cap. Without a second thought I stood before him, dropped to my knees, and said Please Master John, do whatever the fuck Master Tom wants done to me. Really? John said. Are you really ready for this? Fuck John, I’ve wanted this for so long. Make me into the fuck hole Master Tom wants, please I will do ANYTHING you want to show my gratitude. John laughs and said I’m really going to enjoy this, now start sucking my cock. I crawl forward and start chewing on his jock pouch. I can feel his huge dick start to get hard. I know from watching him using other boys that he loves his nipples worked on, so as I worship his cock through the jock I look up into his eyes and raise my hands to his nipples. He sees the question in my eyes and says yes pig, play with my nips. I begin to twist and work them as I fish his growing cock out of the side of his jock with just my mouth. I know it can grow to over 9 inches and I need that to happen. For 10 minutes or more I just deep throat his dick and play with his nips. I thought the shards had made me high, but they were just beginning to dissolve. A huge wave of lust hits me as I sigh and relax into my position, legs spreading a bit wider, feeling my hole start to take over. John slides his hand down my sweaty back toward my hole. I can’t help but moan as he explores my newly available hole. John stands, holds my face and says, you’re going to get what you want pig, shaved, marked, fucked, and sent away wet. He then grabbed a bottle of poppers held them to one nostril. Breathe deep pig, show me you want this. I filled my lungs deep. After a slow count of ten he pinched the other nostril and said Again! I filled my lungs deep with the fumes knowing the rush that was coming. After a count of ten he let me exhale, then almost as an afterthought put the bottle back up to the first nostril. That’s it pig, let’s get you intoxed real good. I huffed deep wanting to please this man that wasn’t a friend anymore. He was a fat cocked master that I needed to please and had to have him use me. After a few more hits John turned around and rested his arms on the barber chair. I needed no instructions; I buried my face in his ass and started rimming his hole like a starving dog. All I could think about as my head spun from the poppers and the T was how much I needed to please this man. I WANTED my bud to see I was a totally willing cock worshiping cum hungry hole. John’s hole was clean and tasted mildly of soap, but it suddenly hit me that I wouldn’t have stopped even if it wasn’t. I was really becoming the kind of pig I envied from the videos. I continued to eat John’s hole and suckle his balls while pulling on my own sensitive nipples. My cock had gone soft despite how horny I felt; the T dick I read about. That didn’t seem to matter because all that I could think about was getting my hungry hole used. John’s phone chimed and I heard him chuckling to someone. Yes, he’s here and just about totally in the zone. How much do you want me to take off? Really? Here you can tell the pig. John held his phone up, Master Tom was on the line. I looked at him with lust and tina crazed eyes and said simply Master! Master Tom said, “You’re flying high by now pig”. Tell John what you’ve done. I looked up at John and said “before I arrived, I begged Master Tom to let me shove four fat shards of T up my hole. I’ve never done tina before so now I’m high AF. I was nervous, but now I’m proud for you to see me spinning up into totally submissive pig begging to become a slave.” Nice Pig, so you’ve made sure you can’t resist anything I feel like doing to you. No Sir John, I gladly turned myself into a tweaked up obedient cock whore for you to see and use. Help me please Master Tom and show him I’m ready to be his completely obedient slave. Master Tom said perfect! Shave the pig head to toe. He can keep the goatee but trim it down. John said “Hear that pig? You’re getting it all shaved, chest, pits, ass, cock, legs…all of it!” OH FUCK! ….. Yes, please shave me down to a total slave state. Pig needs to be stripped down for Sir. Turn the pig into a hairless object, please. Master Tom says, “I wish I could watch but I’ve got things to do. Pig you won’t mind if John takes pictures for me while he works? “ No, Master Tom, John can take as many pictures as he wants while the pig gets modified for your use. Over the next hour or more John clippers and then razor shaves me from head to toe. I’ve had thick dark body hair since I was 17. I always loved being a bear, but now with the tina running through me I was totally desperate to get shaved down. While John shaved my head I sucked his cock. When he started on my pits I thought I was going to cum. He asked “how you feeling pig?” and I couldn’t stop thanking him for doing this. I so wanted to show him how grateful I was and at first timidly asked him if he’d like to fuck me when he was done. He heard the hesitation in my voice and said not backing out now are you. Fuck no John, I just didn’t want to demand anything from you, but I’d love to be strapped into your sling and have my hole opened wide by your cock. I know you try to stealth the boys at camp. You don’t need to try to trick me, I’d be proud to take your cock bare John. John reminded me he was POZ to which I said I’d be so honored to get bred by you John. I’m going to be a fucking bb slave for Master Tom. He said from now on I only get fucked bare and I don’t get a choice who fucks me. I want to look up at you while you dump a load in me. He asked me are you sure it’s not the tina talking, you might regret this in the morning? John, I reply, I’ve been taking cock in secret on work trips for years. I’ve been ashamed of it but it gets me rock hard asking to be bred. The only thing the tina is doing is helping me tell you without shame that I’m here to get dumped in by anyone and I honestly want you to bone and breed me too. “Hell then let’s get this shaving done pig!” John did a meticulous job removing all my hair then rinsed the lather off by pissing on me. I sucked his cock as he pissed, swallowing some and spitting the rest over my denuded body. Then still dripping with his piss John said get your ass in that sling, Hole. NOW! I ran across the playroom and hopped into the sling; my hungry ass just hanging over the edge of the leather right in place for easy access. I hooked my feet in the stirrups and tightened them, then cuffed my one hand. John’s like “fuck you are eager for this”. He cuffed my other hand then attached them to a bar that would hold them right at his nipples. I knew my job was to get him hard and keep him hard. He took an old dirty jock and soaked it in poppers holding it over my nose and mouth. I sucked the fumes in deep, wanting to be as fucked up for John as I could get. I heard John say something about taking pictures with my camera, and knew I’d be filmed taking his cock raw. I reveled in the complete depravity of it all. John removed the jock and stood in front of me jacking lube on his 9 incher. Talk to me pig. Tell me and the camera what you need. I looked directly into John’s eyes and said “please Sir, help turn me into a bareback cumdump, ride me raw and let me beg for your load in me.” My load? he asked. What kind of load? “Sir John, please fuck your POZ load into this pig. Convert me from a worthless neg hole into a POZed up cumdumpster proud of every load it gets!” As I begged to be violated John grew harder and harder. “Oh Fuck John, please next leather weekend at camp I need you to raw bone me in the public sling. Let the pigs see what kind of filthy hole you’ve turned me into.” That pushed John over the edge and he rammed his cock into me balls deep in one thrust. Even high on tina it fucking hurt but I didn’t stop urging him on. I lay there, ass completely owned by my bud while I worked on his nipples to get him even harder. I worked my hole squeezing and relaxing to make his fuck even better; all the while mumbling a stream of pig filth about turning into a complete and total cock slave. At that point he slowed a bit, grabbed his phone attached to the sling and turned on the camera. You’re going to want a record of this pig. Yea John, film me taking your raw cock in my hungry hole. Help break me down till I don’t care if I’m being broadcast live to complete strangers. Please, please breed this willing pig hole. Fuck feel free to offer me up online if you like. With that John grunted and began unloading deep in me. It felt awesome, being used, making a man feel good using my holes. John slowed but didn’t stop, he continued to churn to load he’d just deposited. He said, I’d love to use you all night, but I have somewhere to be. It is going on 10pm. I suddenly realized just how fucking high I still was from the tina four hours earlier. There was no way I could drive, but I didn’t want to ruin my bud’s night. John saw the worried look in my eyes and said don’t worry, Master Tom has you covered. John helped me from the sling and gave my legs a second to firm up. A moment later though I remembered my instructions and dropped to my knees to suck his cock clean. It tasted of cum, my ass juices, and a bitter taste I would learn was tina. As I cleaned him his phone chimed, and he said, “right on time; just stay there pig.” John walked out of the room and I knelt there looking at myself in the mirrors all around. I saw myself shaved down for the first time. I couldn’t help but run my hands over my smooth body, eventually reaching my wet dripping hole. My fingers went in and I moaned loudly, fuck I felt great, I was a hungry pig with a load in its hole and happy to be one. I thought about grabbing my phone but stayed put playing with my hole and licking the cum off my fingers. Suddenly I heard a new voice, deep and loud. Hell, that’s a site, a newly minted chem pig working its hole. I looked up to see a huge bear of a man in dirty jeans, work boots and a wife beater, being led into the room by John. I staired at this new arrival, mouth gaping, and whined a little in the back of my throat. John said this is Trucker Mark, he’s a friend of Master Tom. Your Master realized you’d be in no shape to drive; so, since his buddy here had to deliver a cab to the local Truckstop, he asked him to drive your car and you down to Allentown and deliver you both to Sir Tom when his shift ends. I finally swallowed and found my voice, “Thank you very much Trucker Mark! … “May I please suck your cock, Sir”

Hey guys. This my first story here. I hope you love it. Please tell me. Be as honest as you are. I had just finished working out in the gym in the office area of my condo building. I decided to enjoy a soak in the hot tub. The only one else here was the office manager who lived in the only condo on this floor. I knew it was close to closing time so I jumped in wearing just my boxers. The water felt good on my body. It was relaxing and I think I dozed off for a bit because all of a sudden Ron, the building manager was in the tub as well. "Oh, wow. Sorry," I said because I was startled. "No worries, I was going to tell you it's closing time when I saw you were napping. I decided to lock up and enjoy myself since it looked like this tub was doing you a lot of good." I knew very little about Ron. We hardly ever spoke. I knew he was gay and friendly. He is a handsome man of 5'11 dirty blonde hair and bright blue eyes. He also works out a lot, and it shows in his six pack abs. I am no slouch there either. My own hair is black with dark brown eyes. Ron though has something I never noticed until now. He has a strong and unique scent to him. He, clearly, does not wear anti-perspirant and his natural scent was strong but pleasant. The more we talked his scent made me feel weird. Soon though it was time to get out. I noticed that Ron had a weird tattoo right above his crotch. It was a biohazard symbol in the colors of the Pride Flag. I almost asked him about it but decided not to in case it was too personal. Ron and I became friends after that. I worked from home and could set my own hours so I change things so we could work out and hit the tub every night. His scent always made me feel weird. I grew to really enjoy it. He convinced me to stop wearing anything that masks my natural smell and to just make sure I really cleaned myself. It was great to know him. After a couple of weeks I asked if I could ask a weird question? He said I could and he would answer if I would answer a question of his. "Okay." He went first. "Are you seeing anyone?" I laughed, "The day before we met I had just ended a very serious relationship. I thought we were going to get married. I ended it because her sister was never going to stop interfering in our lives and my ex always sided with her." "I am sorry." "It is alright. Meeting you and our friendship has help me forget." Then I asked my question, "Why do you have a biohazard symbol tattoo?" He sighed, "Well, I hope you are not scared by this, I am HIV positive. I also do something called pozzing. It is where I fuck guys bareback who want to catch the bug or who like the thrill of taking the risk." I was not weirded out by this. Ron invited me up for a beer. We did not even get dressed we just went back to his home and started drinking. After a few, Ron got closer to me. His musk was stronger and was really starting to make me feel strange. I think the beers helped play a role in this. He started to rub on my dick through my shorts. I admit it felt good but was more shocked then anything. Ron then pulled my dick out and started giving me a blow job. His mouth really felt good on my dick. I was about to try and say something when he stopped and asked, no told, me we were going to the bedroom. I complied. I was thinking that I would just let him finish sucking me, but I would not let it go further. I was not into guys but he was giving me the best BJ I have ever had so I might as well enjoy it. When on the bed I was completely naked. Laying on my back, I let Ron suck me again. God, it was good. He pulled something out from a drawer just within reach. I could then feel one of his fingers press inside my ass. It was lubed so it went in without any problem, but his nail was sharp. I could really feel it in there. "Ouch," I said. Ron stopped sucking and then started licking my ass. I was about to say no more when he suddenly stopped. My friend stood up and he said, "When I don't fuck for a while I get horny and need to let out my pumped up aggression. I need a hole to fuck and yours is perfect. I love to take a tight virgin hole anyways. So get ready." He removed his shorts and I saw his dick for the first time. It was huge. The biggest I have ever seen - at least 10 inches. "Yes, you are going to take all of this." I was frozen. I did not know what to do. I was staring at his massive hard on when I saw his tattoo. He is positive and about to fuck my ass. I was panicking in my mind as he started to push his tip into me. I wanted to say stop it. I wanted to say no. My mouth would not work. My mind was fighting this but the rest of me seemed to want it. Ron pushed his way into me. I could finally could speak. I groaned in both pleasure and pain. His dick was tearing me open. Shit. I was enjoying this. I loved this. Ron was grinding me over and over again. His dick was perfect in me. He was hitting my prostate, and I soon shot a load of cum. I did not even touch my dick for it to happen. This was the best. Ron then said he was about cum. I could feel him have an orgasm inside me. His toxic cum was filling me. He was pushing even harder. He said that he always has three or four climaxes when he fucks a guy so we are just getting started. I was happy. "Please, keep fucking me." Ron smiled. He did as I begged. Ron was doing more than fucking my body. He was fucking my mind. With each push inside me and with his second and third shot of cum in my ass he was destroying any desire for women. He had done it. He converted me to only wanting men. "I know that look in your eyes," Ron said. "You are a faggot now. You want nothing but dick now." "Yes," I barley squeaked. "Say it. Say that you are a faggot." "I AM A FAGGOT," I screamed. Ron then said, "I know you are. I give you my last gift of the night." He had a final orgasm inside me. I am covered with sweat and both relief and disappointment now that he was done. He turned me on my side and stuck two fingers inside me. He scooped up some of his cum which also contained some blood and a tiny amount of my shit. He fed it to me. I thought it was the best thing I ever tasted. He then fed me more. I was so exhausted I dozed off when he got up to hit the head. I would have slept all night but Ron woke me up a couple of times to fuck me more. Ron took me to get checked. Yep, I was now a Poz. To celebrate we went to his Tattoo artist who did his ink. I got the same one only mine was a tramp stamp. We now live together and are a couple but are in no way exclusive. Yes, we now live together, but I get to let other guys fuck me and he fucks other guys. Whenever someone wants to engage in pozzing we are there. A top fucks me and bottoms get Ron. I have never been happier.

I've noted several times recently tops that required coaching on this very issue. This could very well be a consequence of losing so many gay group play venues. Guys that are used to one on one hookups through apps or from places that lack group play even at the fuck venues seem to be baffled by the mechanics required to make group play work.

Thanks guys. I'll post the next chapter tonight. In the meantime breed, get bred, or whatever 'turns your crank. '

Hi, Philip Introspection is always a good thing; it allows us to progress to another level of awareness. I have no idea who that guy is, and I don't envy him his choices. To me, the relationships one forms are the real deal, not some pie-in-the-sky contrivance that may be somewhat true, but who knows whether it's all even true? More, who really cares? What's important are our own experiences, how we learn and grow from them, and thus enrich our own lives through our own beliefs and resulting actions. If these folks who put their lives (real or not) online don't make much sense to me. There's not enough value in it to grow and expand one's life. The important thing is, we do our best to be the best man we can possibly be, and you're a fine example of that journey. Thanks for the post.

I am sure I got HIV at the Swim Club. ☣️

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.

I snuck out of my bedroom and out of the house arriving at Ahmed’s nondescript house just before 9pm. I knocked on the door and heard him call out ‘doors open slut, come on in’. As I pushed the door open and walked down the hallway I could hear two voices coming from the living room. As I rounded the corner an incredible sight greeted me. Ahmed massive muscular body was sprawled naked on the couch, a barely legal looking teen was between his legs wearing only a pair of bikini briefs. His tongue cautiously licking at Ahmed’s massive balls with a grimace on his face. ‘Come in Ben, this homeless fuck is just earning his dinner’ Ahmed called out. I looked at the 18 year old teen closer. He appeared to be a typical tatted skater boy who was down on his luck. The teen looked at me and tried to avoid my eyes. “If you’re busy, I can come back later” I stammered. “Don’t be stupid fag, we can talk whilst he services me” he replied. Ahmed turned to face the skater boy. “Make sure you get it covered in spit, you aren’t getting any lube when this goes up your arse”. “Please don’t make me do this in front of him” the skater pleaded. “Shut the fuck up and get on my cock”. I watched transfixed as the skater lowered his briefs, shyly trying to hide his growing cock. He went to straddle the muscular Arab on the couch. “FACE HIM!” Ahmed bellowed. The skater whimpered but did as he was told and turned to face me. “Lift your balls and give him a show” Ahmed ordered. I watched as the skater lifted his cock and balls to show me the thick brown Arab cobra line up with his tight teen hole. “Fuck yourself on it” Ahmed ordered. The teen took a deep breath and started to slide down the thick baseball bat sized cock. Tears started to stream down his face, from the pain or the humiliation I will never know. It took him about 3 mins to work his tight hole down to Ahmed’s balls. The teens stomach was distended showing the mammoth 11”cock deep inside him. After another minute of so he started to lift and lower himself on the baton, fucking himself on the thick Arab pole. Ahmed for all this display sat calmly on the couch, whilst the red faced teen did all the work trying to get Ahmed to climax so he could be done and get out of there. Ahmed turned back to me “I want to speak to you about your brother, I have seen him around school and want to get to know him better”. “My brother?” “Yes, I want to fuck him and you’re going to help me” he replied. I couldn’t believe Ahmed was interested in Jake. Jake was my younger brother, having only just turned 18. But Jake had been born deaf and mute. Despite these handicaps he had excelled at school and was on the swim team. This had given him an incredible body and a perky ass. “Please leave him out of this” I pleaded. “If you don’t help me, I’ll out you as the Poz slut you are too the whole school” I slumped, knowing that I didn’t have a way out of this. At this moment, Ahmed grabbed the hips of the teen riding his cock and slammed him all the way down to his balls. I watched as Ahmed’s balls tensed up and began to pump load of hot Arab cum into the obscenely stretched skater boys ass. “Noooo!!” The teen shouted when he realised that thick loads of cum were being pumped into his fertile body “You promised you wouldn’t cum in me!”. “I lied” Ahmed replied as he shoved the still shocked teen off his cock and on the floor. The shell shocked teen was still shaking on the floor when Ahmed got up, threw $20 at him and a bunch of tissues. “Get yourself something to eat slut, and wipe up your bleeding hole before you stain my carpet. Now get the fuck out of my house”. The sniffling teen tried to plug his ruined hole with the tissues and mop up the torrent of thick cum dripping down his leg. As he shuffled to the door Ahmed went to show him out. “I hope you are on PrEP bitch, otherwise my Poz babies are going to be with you for life” Ahmed gloated. I saw the teens eyes go wide, as the door slammed in his face. Ahmed turned to me. “This time next week, I’m going to be balls deep in your brother”.

If you're not on PrEP, you should be. If you are, then relax and hopefully enjoy the experience. As for what you'll experience: nobody else's experiences in that regard are really relevant - you and your body will react the way you and your body will react. For some, bareback sex is a life-changing experience. For others, it's another day of the week. My own suggestion, though, is to not put too many expectations on it - increased expectations = greater opportunity for disappointment.

Just the tip, remember, just the tip, lol. I've heard that one before! Great story.

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.

How did I end up here? An hour ago I had been looking for a bit of light fun on Squirt when I came across his profile, now here I was blindfolded, in a blue jockstrap and on all fours with a bottle of amyl in my hand waiting for him to come and use me. I took one look at his cock on Squirt and knew I had to have him fuck me, I wasn’t sure at first if he would even be interested. Here I was a 23 years old and he was 48, more than twice my age, I doubted if I was his type. I decided it was worth a try and messaged him. “Hey, how’s it going?” A minute later I got a reply. “Good, what you looking for boy?” “I dunno exactly, but you have the most amazing cock, I’d do anything to get a closer look…” “Anything, Boy?” “Yes Sir, anything.” “Ok, send your address, I want you naked, blindfolded and on all fours on your bed” I quickly got hard at the thought of this and sent him my address. “I’ll be there in 30 minutes” he messaged back. So here I was blindfolded and waiting on my bed, I was starting to wonder if he had bailed when I heard my door which was on the latch click. I heard his footsteps as he came down the hall and walked into my room. “Nice…” he murmured as he came upon the site on me, ass up, blindfolded and waiting for his cock. I heard the noise of his iPhone taking pictures of me and my exposed hole as he ran his hands over my body and toyed with my cock and hole. I quickly tried to say “Hey buddy, I don’t want any pictures of me about…” when he leaned into my ear and said “A bit to late for that slut, you’re all mine for right now and you’re going to do whatever I want”. I shuddered and accepted that I would do anything to get that beautiful big cock inside me. I had laid out the condoms and lube next to me on the bed, I heard him uncap the lube and then felt his cold fingers playing with my hole. After a few minutes of his fingers I was moaning and begging for more. “Please, I need that cock inside me.” “Of course you do baby, you’re perfect little hole is ready for it too.” I heard a squirt of more lube and then felt his big warm cock head push against my twitching hole and start to open me up. “Hey, we should be using a condom” I protested. “You said you would do anything for my cock” he replied as he sunk two inches into me. I gasped as he pushed more of his fat raw cock inside me, I hit the amyl hard to help me take it, as I started to feel the effects I acknowledged to myself that I had told him I would do anything to have his cock inside me. A few minutes later I felt his big swollen balls brushing my ass, I had his entire cock inside of me. I was dripping precum all over the sheets as I focused on what it felt like with his massive swollen pole lodged deep in my cunt. Here I was taking the massive shaft of a man more than twice my age, waiting for him to use my hole as his cumdump. I took another hit of amyl to help with the pain of being so stretched. “FUCK ME SIR” He just laughed, “oh you’re going to be fucked alright” as he picked up the pace. I felt that big cock reaming out my hole, his huge nuts slapping against my thighs while he plowed me deep. I heard him reach for the iPhone again and start recording me, I pictured what it must look like with me on my knees with a fat cock demolishing my hole. He continued his pace, every now and then changing the angle at which I was taking his cock, eliciting more moans of pain and pleasure from me. He knew I was well past my safe sex concerns and only fixated on one thing, his fat cock in my hole. “You want my load you little slut?” he spat at me. “Yes sir, please make me your boy.” “Oh I’m gonna make you my boy, you’re gonna remember this fuck the rest of your life”. I just moaned in response. “The reason you’re gonna remember this fuck is because I’m about to knock you up you stupid bitch” he said into my ear. “The one thing you didn’t even think to ask was my status and so I have a present for you my dirty little bareback slut.” I felt him hilt his enormous cock deep inside my cunt, he leaned down and whispered in my ear “Right now, you’re taking my thick Poz load deep inside you.” I clutched at my stomach right as I felt his fat cock balloon deep in my guts as he impregnated me with his toxic seed. I couldn’t help it as I blew my own load all over the bed. I collapsed on the bed trying to catch my breath and work out what had just happened. As I lay there with my hole dripping with his toxic seed I heard him pull up his jeans and head down the hall. The door went just a second later. What had I done? A month later I received an email from a friend, the subject line was simply a “?” and the body had a link to Xtube. I clicked on the link, and there in full HD under the title of “Stupid slut gets Pozzed up” was me, blindfolded, on all fours, taking that beautiful cock that had converted me.

After a year long dryspell when I moved to a smaller community I have been getting lucky a lot. Don't get me wrong during the last year I had plenty of hookups but they were all bottoms my cock was getting regular service but my hole was going without In theast month have had numerous hookups with 4 different tops I met on grindr and it has been fun if nothing to special that was until a couple days ago I was chatting with a guy I had hooked up with a few times he is older but has a nice cock and a decent fuck for a man in his fifties when he pointed out a profile on grindr he thought I might want to check out he had chatted with the guy but hadn't been able to hook up with him I admit I was curious my friend had pointed out other guys in the past but they were all sub bottom types he wanted to tag team this was first time he pointed out a guy who mostly topped. Then he told me why the guy claimed to have a ten inch cock My friend of course knew that in the past I had been a complete slut and definitely a size queen and figured I would love to have the chance at a cock like that When I saw the guy was on grindr later that day I didn't hesitate to hit him up and didn't take long for us to decide that we really needed to get together unfortunately because of my partner wasn't able to that day but we continued chatting The next day I had my chance my partner was working so I had the time she of course knows I'm with men on the side but has rules one of which me being with them can't take time away from me being with her but I had hours while she was working Even though was excited was also a little cautious despite telling me my friend was right and that he did have 10 inches he wouldn't send me a pic of it and his profile pic wasn't very attractive he was very skinny with long kinda greasy looking hair he also didn't have a car which is unusual in this area but I agreed to meet up with him There were more signs something was odd when he sent me the location to pic him up at it was at a business I knew wasn't open that day and not in great part of town many homeless stay in that area at night When I got there my fears were proved right he came out from a stand of bushes with his backpack and a blanket and I told myself thus wasn't going to happen I didn't want to be rude so I got out of my truck and introduced myself and even though I had decided I wasn't going to fuck him I went ahead and had him get in the truck since I had said I would take him to Walmart so he could get some money a friend had wired to him As we drove we talked a little and he started asking where we would go after Walmart he knew I couldn't host and obviously he didn't have a place I know several good cruising spots of course but hemmed and hawwed a little since at that point I was planning on backing out all I could think of is possible risks of letting a homeless man fuck me He could tell I wasn't likely to go through with it and I'm sure he knew why but he also knew what to do to change a man's mind As we git closer to Walmart he began rubbing his crotch as we talked his pants were thin and pretty loose so it was very obvious when his cock began growing with his attention and the bulge was impressive When we were just pulling into the parking lot he pulled the waist of his pants down and let it all slip out The guy hadn't been lying though not even fully hard yet it was at least ten inches and about as thick as a redbull cN maybe a bit more it was by far the biggest cock I have seen on a white guy outside of porn and only a few black men I had been with in Arizona could match him Once I was parked he pulled his pants up and got out of the truck to go into the store. I had been telling myself that once I got him there I would come up with an excuse for why I had to leave but I couldn't get that cock out of my head so a waited for him I told myself I was just going to be a nice guy and give him a ride back over to the side of town he had been staying in he was a homeless guy after all and not attractive no way was I having sex with him After about 15 minutes he came back to the truck and got in he even said he was surprised I had waited since he had noticed I hadn't seemed that into it We hadn't even left the parking lot when he was again rubbing his crotch and in less than a block he had his cock out again this time rubbing his hand slowly up and down this time I got a very good look though still not fully hard it was everything he had promised and a little more not only was it big it was uncircumcised I admit at that point I lost all my willpower and found myself Taking a turn that would take us to one of my favorite places to park with guys And as I drove he moved closer to me and took my hand and placed it on his cock As I rubbed his cock while driving and felt it get fully hard another concern came to me for a little over a year I hadn't had anything bigger that a finger in my ass until the last few weeks and of the guys I had been with the biggest was only average for a white guy it had been a very long time since had a monster cock like his Again I almost backed out this time because of his cock size but as I ran my hand up and down his shaft I knew I wouldn't be able to say It was a few miles to the parking area a little used parking lot for some hiking trails with a convenient little corner nobody can see you in unless they drive super close and the only people I had seen there were other guys like me Most of the time when park there just lay the seats all the way back and play I. The cab he of course had other ideas I had backed my truck into the parking spot to be able to be sure nobody snuck up on us but he hoped out and walked around the back of the truck At first I thought he had to pee or something first but I felt him put the tailgate down and he started motioning me to co e back there I was a little nervous but grabbed the bag I keep for hookups out if the back seat and joined him behind the truck and opened the bag getting out some lube and condoms Now I almost always bottom raw in fact had been almost five years since a man fucked me wearing a condom but always keep some on my truck because many of the guys I top insist I use them I really wanted to feel him fuck me bare but wasn't willing to risk it I knew he was homeless and he told me he would have sex with men just for a place to stay a night or 2 and didn't know if he was I to drugs so wasn't a risk I was willing to take The guy wasted no time with foreplay he simply spun me so I was facing the truck and pulled my gym shorts down then with one hand lightly pushed meso I was bent over the tailgate while his other hand began lubing my ass The guy was obviously very used to having to get guys ready for his giant cock because he took his time I felt first one than two finally three of his fingers lossening me up for him when he finally removed his hand I heard him open a condom package and looked back to see him putting it on that's when I noticed a problem The condoms I had were of course meant for me to use and were sized for my cock which is only six inches on him it was very tight and only covered two thirds of it He didn't let that bother him he git in behind me and put the tip against my hole then after asking if I was ready he began pushing it in Even after his prep work he had to push hard to get it into me after the first few inches I wondered if I had .are a mistake it felt like he was going to rip me open In the past when I had been with well hung guys they usually got a few inches in then began to fuck me their cocks getting deeper as the sex went on but he had a different idea he just kept pushing it slowly and steadily deeper I could tell he planned on bottoming out before the sex really As he pushed it in it was all I could do to just take it it had been a long time since felt that stretched and even stopped breathing a few times in discomfort But finally he had all ten inches in me and he stopped just stood there behind me for a minute I thought so I could have time to get used to it though later learned it was because he was filming then without a word he started moving again At first was going pretty slow alternating from long strokes to shirt ones but he slowly began picking up his pace and the short strokes were less frequent then the condom broke Cursing little he pulled out and peeled off the broken condom and I watched impatiently as he put a new one on Once rewrapped he got back behind and was able to re-enter no problem this time though he went right to it he held nothing pulling it almost all the way and shoving it all the way back he also started talking telling me how tight my pushy was what a dirty little fag I was a cum slut that loved his cock By then I was accustomed enough to his cock I still felt stretched but also felt like heaven my own smaller cock was rock hard The I felt it the second condom broke and I felt him get ready to pull out but this time I stopped him I was so very close to Cumming just from the feel of his cock so I reached back grabbed his arm and told himto keep going That must have really turned him on because he started fucking me harder and faster and talking more asking if I liked his dirty homeless cock asking if I wanted him to breed my dirty faggot pushy the said aren't you even going to ask if I'm clean than told me hadn't bee. Tested in over year All I could do is answer back yes I a dirty little fag I. His little batch I wanted his homeless seed After about five minutes of that I felt his strokes get shorter and his cock get Harder than he asked if I wanted him to cum in me. Without hesitating I just said one word yes Almost as soon as the word left my mouth hw grabbed my hips pushed all the way in and I felt his cock start to pulse as he came deep inside me for about 10 seconds at almost the same time my own cock shot my load all over the ground For almost a minute we both stayed in that position me bent over my tailgate him behind his cock slowly getting softer in my ass Finally I had to stand up straight I had lost track of time but had been bent over like that for half an hour and back was starting to get sore he pulled out and let me up I look over at him he was still breathing a bit hard and his cock was still out even mostly soft bigger than mine I also noticed a little blood on it even prepping me the way he had he had ripped me some We didn't really say much just cleaned ourselves up a little and got ready to head back when an idea struck me after I found out he did have a license I had him drive while I got into the passenger seat Giving guys road head has always been a turn on for me and there is no way I wasn't going to try it on a cock that big So as we drove a pulled his still limp cock out and lowered my mouth over it I had never been with a uncircumcised guy before so sucking him was a unique situation for me Honestly that soo. After sex I didn't really expect him to get hard again figured I would suck it a little it would feel good for him but that would be about it I was wrong by the time we git back to where he had slept the night he was fully hard I was going to have him drive to another place I knew but he said not to worry he parked my truck and lead me to the bushes he had co.e out of earlier once back inside the brush saw he had a well hidden. Spot and he also didn't have it to himself another homeless guy was asleep on a blanket in no time I was on my hands and knees with him one again balls deep in me this time I had no problem taking him as we fucked the other guy woke up and began watching taking his own cock out and rubbing it In other situations the other man's cock would have gotten .e instantly excited it was about eight inches and fairly thick but compared to the one that once again stretching my ass it was nothing the two homeless men began talking as the first one fuck with him telling his friend what a cumslut I was and again calling me a dirty whore and a fag At a certain point he told me his friend wasn't gay but would love a blow job so I found myself on my hands and knees in some bushes with a ten inch homeless cock in my ass and an eight inch in my mouth The second guy didn't last long I had only sucked him for maybe two minutes when he held my head hard against him as his cum went down. My throat It was almost an hour before they first guy was ready to cum again and I admit I was starting to get more than a little sore the whole second time he had been fucking me hard fast and deep though my own cock was hard again as well When he was about ready to cum he told me to start stroking my cock he wanted us to cum together so I did but he hadn't given me enough warning and I wasn't there yet when I felt him Cumming in me for the second time This time he came even harder and I was able to count him spurt 12 times into me that was almost enough to make me cum right then but not quite but I kept stroking as he just knelt on his knees behind me trying to catch his breath Then out of the blue he tells me he has to piss this time his cock had gotten softer faster it was still in my ass but seemed half the size it had been but seemed to stiffen a little as he just let his bladder go and I felt hi. Filling my already cum filled ass I was a little shocked but not bad I actually enjoy piss play but had never said anything his friend however laughed and asked if he had really just pisses up my he admitted he had as he pulled out of me and I felt his piss and cum run down my leg I was still stoking my cock wanting to cum before I left when his friend said he wanted to try I looked over in time to see him with his cock in his hand aiming it at my face . Before I could say anything I felt his wam piss hi my forehead and I just went with it moving me head so he showered the whole thing even taking some in my mouth That was as much as I could take as he finished emptying his blather my own cock finally shot its second load We really didn't talk after I pulled my clothes back on got I'm my truck and left as I drove home my face smelling like piss my ass leaking piss and cum part of my mind was asking myself what I had done I had let a homeless man probably a drug addict fuck me raw not once but twice the piss in me the list of what diseases he could have given were running though my head but another part of my was wondering if I could get a third from that beautiful ten in monster

So I have recently found sniffies to be my best bet for finding dicks to suck. And it seems like Orlando is in an uptic on people using it sooo.. win win. Today was an interesting encounter. Anon user, zero stats, the whole nine yards. But.. he was like 200 feet away. He sent a dick pic and asked if I liked. I did. Got his address, and it turns out he was in the same condo set up I live in. When I got over there I swear I have never been catfished so fucking hard. Pic showed a cut, average and nicely manscaped dick. This dude was uncut, on the smaller side and had a bush that wouldnt quit. He gave some reason about not getting any with his real pics and appologized but asked me to still blow him. I shouldnt have.. but I did. Not a bad dick (once he finally got hard...) but damn had he been honest it would have been better. He finished quick and I left. He asked if It could be weekly and sent his number later.. dont think its gonna happen... but hes saved in my phone as Desperation D heh.

have u thought about discussing your attraction to risky sex w a counselor? i've had plenty of risky sex over the years and it's usually a in-the-moment decision and i then have to live w the possible results after. if it starts to repeat i change my behavior. but even your description is salacious: why do u gotta bb w a sleezy older guy? it seems like you're obviously turned on by the chance of gettin pozzed - hello, that's why most of us are here, so no judgement - but personally, the gambling w my own life wasn't sustainable. low risk is still risk. good luck w your personal journey but it would help to understand motivation imho

Possible? Sure. Safely? That's a good question. The biggest medication risk with poppers is with things that lower your blood pressure - which includes not only classic BP meds, but also many erectile dysfunction (ED) drugs like Viagra and Cialis. Technically, blood thinners aren't designed to lower blood pressure. That said, if you are on a blood thinner and you were to develop bleeding, the blood thinner might make clotting difficult, and thus your pressure would drop as you lose blood. You'd have to lose a significant amount, of course, before it would drop your blood pressure dangerously. This isn't to say it's safe - anytime you mix medications and other chemical substances, you run the risk of bad interactions. I'm just not aware of any, SPECIFICALLY, between this pairing.

Would girls accept too?

I was at the ABS yesterday and was preparing to leave when a man came in the adjacent booth and put his big cock through the hole for me to suck. I gladly obliged. After several minutes he wanted to move to a booth together and I agreed. As I was leaving my booth, I got a phone call and had to leave. I told him and he pulled it out right there in the hallway. I sucked his big cock for a few more minutes and then he began masturbating over my face as I set bare-assed on the floor. It only took him a minute of jerking off and he covered my tongue and lips with his heavy load. As I was savoring his taste, someone who watched that action told me there was a muscle guy in another booth looking to get sucked off so I moved over there. He had a really big cock too and immediately put it through the hole for me to service. After I sucked him for a couple minutes, he pulled back and asked for me to put mine through. I did and I was so horned up that I was almost immediately ready to blow. I asked him if he would give me his load if I gave him mine and he said yes. Within 30 seconds I was shooting my cum in his mouth and he took it all. Usually, when I get off, I lose interest and I'm ready to leave, but this time I had told myself I wanted to suck off a cock after I nutted. So down on my knees I went and resumed sucking his thick 8 inch cock in my post nut state. It was so hot having that big cock sliding in and out of my mouth at a time I was usually not interested in cum and wanting to leave. It didn't take long until he was knocking on the wall and my mind was swirling as he pumped his thick, hot load all over my tongue. I confess that I was more than a little surprised by how good it tasted since I usually don't like the taste of my own load right after I get off. As always, I thanked him for fucking my mouth and feeding me his cum. Those were my 9th and 10th loads of the day. It was so hot to get those big cocks (best two cocks of the day) and loads in the 10 minutes before I left and even hotter that I sucked off a cock after I had my orgasm. It has been my goal for some time to elevate my sluttiness by staying at the bookstore after I get off and continuing to suck off the strangers who offer me their cum. This was a big step. My ultimate goal, in this context, is to get off before I go or immediately after arrival and to service men for hours with a limp cock and a state of mind that tells me I should get the hell out of there. I think I'll try it soon. 🐷

I’ve become obsessed with pussylips. I think it’s because the most sensitive part of my cock is the base, unlike many other tops who have the head as their most sensitive part. I am obsessed with pussylips. Other than breeding, finding pussyboys with nice lips has become my go-to fetish. I love to rub a nice set of pussylips with my thumb while my cock is sliding in and out.

@topblkmale … a friend of mine in New York, just mentioned that it had become dismal there as well. He lives close to the UES club. And the movie theater still is open. So he said he and some buddies have gone up to Providence several times and it’s not as bad as you would expect! @willslc well it sounds like you hit a grand slam there. I only doubled and came home gono.

I was 11, my friend's brother was the first.

400 for 2023. 1000+ for 2924 And you also need to tell us about the nastiest troll to breed you. Your hesitancy and then ultimate decision to honour this goal set by your adoring public and master.

If you removed all the vulgarity from BZ, there wouldn’t be anything to read.

JUST A SLUT PART FOUR I must admit that I have been too naive when starting this thread. Somehow I thought it would be possible to provide detailed account about all of my experiences after turning a bb slut, but after just three weeks of enjoying myself, I discovered that I don’t remember If it happened on Sunday or Thursday. It turned out that I have too much sex to be able to remember such details. I’m afraid that from now on, I’ll be only able to provide some summary of my fucks...maybe with some exceptions of really memorable dick in my pussy. In just a month, I took around 70 loads in my pussy and around 30 more in my mouth. Around 20 other guys had their cocks either in my pussy or in my mouth, but did not give me load. The numbers are just indicative, maybe it was slightly more. I soon started going cruising on daily basis, but I’ve cut that down to just 6 nights a week as Sundays turned out to be way too quiet...I don’t see a point of spending half a night outside just to blow one cock. I established my crusing minimum to be 3 dicks in my pussy and at least one big load. For last 16 days or so, I took no less than 2 loads a day in my pussy, and at least one in my mouth. Overall since my last update, these interesting experiences are on my list...except lots more good, but not that exceptional sex 🙂 1) I met just 16yr old slut on cruising place who turned me to the top mood after very long time. I had to fuck him. Used some of the cum from my ass as lube. This cute young slut bragged about having hundreds of dicks in his pussy already, less than year since his first sex. It was so hot to hear that while fucking him, but what made me cum immediately was when he suddenly said: „You’re one of the few guys who fuck better than my father!“ I shot my load in just a second after hearing this. I wish I could fuck with them both! 2) I met the beer-can thick black guy who I mentioned in one of my former stories again. In no time, I had his ultra-thick dick in my pussy. He was so pleased that I had some loads in me already! I think it excited him a lot...he felt much harder than when we fucked first time (had no loads inside back then). Again I just wondered how is it possible that my pussy can take such monster dick with no lube other than saliva (and cum this time :)) and how come that I can’t feel the slightest pain. I mentioned this in former story as well – his balls are freaking huge. You can’t even see it ‚divided‘ to left-ball and right-ball halves, you can only feel both balls upon squeezing his huge scrotum. By huge I mean like orange-sized huge sack. Not even one half of that can fit in the mouth. I was curious about his load size on our first meeting already, but he didn’t give me load back then. Now he did and I ended up speechless. It literally felt like entire beer can of cum being unloaded in my pussy. It was so hot. My pussy was leaking cum for entire night and half of next day, not a single leakage could be considered a drop. 3) Yet another „after the long time“ experience happened. My married straight friend who I would never consider to be interested in gay sex literally seduced me while we were chilling one night. We ended up fucking entire night. When daylight came, I had four his loads in my pussy. We slept for like two hours and then he fucked me for the fifth time. 4) Just two days later, I met his 65yr old, also married, father in a gay sauna!!! Just upon seeing me, he came to me immediately, saying „I wanted to fuck you for a very long time...I’m happy the time has come.“ He was balls deep in my pussy in a around a minute. Immediately, he started rough-fucking me. It took like 15 minutes of this before he gave me huge and nicely warm load. 4 other guys lined up behind us while we were fucking. I had no issue offering my pussy to all of them. I then sucked one more random guy on my way back home. My friend and his father are not aware of each other having sex with men I'd say. 5) One odd chubby man with beautiful decent-sized cock fucked me bare two times on crusing place one night. Two other strangers gave me loads between the two fucks. The odd guy kept saying during the fucks that „We’re both sinners…“ and „The Devil manipulates our minds to keep doing this“ repeatedly. I just thought that it’s just some kind of dirty talk what gets him off. Next day, it was beautiful afternoon so I decided to go have some beer in nice Monastery brewery near my home. While I was there, enjoying my beer, I noticed the odd chubby guy walking nearby. It turned out that he’s the priest here! The thought of that made me rock hard right there in a crowd of people. I had to discreetly disappear to take care of that. I wanked my dick behind the nearest quiet set of bushes. In broad daylight. 6) During what was probably the last really warm Friday night of this year, around 13 guys shot their loads in my pussy. I kind of lost count after 7th load as few more guys were fucking me, but gave me no load or wanted to cum in my mouth. My record so far, but honestly I am not sure how did that even happen 🙂 I just kept getting new and new anon dicks in my hole. I expected my pussy to be sore the next day, but no...at 1PM I had a dick inside again and it felt amazing. 7) I was on lunch one day and the place had open kitchen. I realized that I know one of the cooks...it was one of the guys who fucked me on my first or second cruising after I’ve decided to be cumdump. He noticed me and apparently recognized me, too. I am not hundred percent sure, but it seemed that there was some cum on top of my meal when I got it. So hot. All of my fucks during last month were great, but the rest is not so memorable...just „standard“ great sex :) My lucky streak continues as most of the dicks which I had were of L size or bigger. I am still not dismissive to condom-tops, especially If they are sexy, but I only had two over last month and I have to admit that It was little boring. I managed to get a condom with load of one of the guys, pretending that I’m just about to throw it in a bin on my way, but I took it home where I emptied the condom in my pussy, to mix it with two other loads which were in already. Overall, my first bb slut month hugely exceeded my expectations. I love having anon guys cum in my pussy so much! Thanks for reading and stay tuned for next updates ;)

The HPV vaccine only protects agains a subset of HPV viruses strains. There are also a number of other viruses that will manifest as viral warts. One hypothesis is that warts or viral outbreaks are thought to be triggered by trauma or stress and will trigger a breakout after nearby tissue damage or prolonged psychological stress when cortisol levels are elevated. As with most viral infections symptoms are usually the worst after a first lifetime contact and then subside with subsequent outbreaks being less severe. Unfortunately, many viruses are never cleared and remain dormant. As we age and our immune systems wane breakouts may become more pervasive both in frequency and severity. An uncomfortable reality but I’d rather spend my life fucking freely with them than avoiding sex and hoping to maintain a pure body.

I woke up the next day with a raging hard on. The dildo slipped out of my pussy during the night, and there was a puddle of dry cum under me. It was a work day and I should get up as soon as possible and go to the office. But I all I could think of was how to get another dick because I AM JUST A SLUT! PART THREE I started wanking to give my hard cock some release. I believed that it would solve the issue for the duration of the office hours. I had to stick the dildo back in my pussy to enjoy the wank. After just couple minutes, I shot a big load all over my body. I got up from bed to go pee and then I went to my terrace to have a cig. Just as I lit it up, mere minutes after I shot my load, my dick was again getting hard and at that point, the pussy-itch came back with all of it’s power. I could not imagine going to the office immediately, so I took advantage of the fact that my working hours are not clearly set and nobody will worry If I come hour later. I jumped in a shower to douche and after that, I opened all the dating apps which I use to search for bare cock. I was lucky in an instant...I got a tap from a faceless profile, it just said that it’s married guy wanting to unload on a way to work, on the same route which I take! I messaged him to let him know that I am willing to offer my bare ass. Immediately, I received a reply that he will pick can pick me up in ten minutes. Lucky, lucky me! He was there even little sooner than 10 minutes after all, arriving just as I walked out of the door. He was good looking guy, nice suprise! I hopped in is car and noticed that his cock is out...and big! Just upon saying hello, I decided to take advantage of the fact that he’s drinving a van which has the cabin way above the cabins of regular cars and started blowing his cock as we drove. His dick was so comfy to suck that I forgot about the surroundings completely. After short time, I suddenly heard the engine being turned off. I opened my eyes to notice that we’re in some dirty dead-end road in some old, probably unused industrial area. In to time we moved to the back of the car which provided nice and comfy fucking place. Just as I wanted to take his dick back in my mouth, he stopped me to say „No, I would unload in your mouth immediately!“ I felt honored, but got the hint...I turned around to show him my horny pussy. „Oh my, it’s so beautiful!“ was all I heard him say before I felt his tongue on it. He started eating me like crazy. I was moaning like a tiger, loved every second. How come that married guys are often so good ass-eaters and fuckers, I don’t know...but I certainly don’t mind it. This guy deep-tongued me wildly and with apparent appetite. At one point I ended up almost thinking that I will not get his dick after all, but just couple seconds after I had this thought, I felt his dickhead on my pussy. He took no mercy with me and in one move, he thrusted his beautiful cock in my pussy balls deep. I was in heaven. My pussy was slightly loose from yesterdays fun but his big dick still stuffed me full. I felt his huge balls hitting my prostate and all I could think of was how big his load could be...I hoped that there must be a lot to unload in those big balls, and I was soon to find out. After some genuine tough fucking, he started fucking me even harder, while his rapid breathing indicated that he could not keep it for much longer. I started begging for his load loudly to get him to the edge, and it paid off. In couple seconds, he started screaming with passion while I felt the warm sperm inside my pussy. I was not mistaken, this felt like really big load. „17 days with no release,“ he suddenly said just as If he was reading my mind, „thank you for your incredible man-cunt!“ he added. I feld proud again, having just served a horny married man who did not hesitate to unload in some random slut. He stayed inside me for couple more minutes while we were hugging and kissing. Then we helped each other get back to the look suitable for going to work 🙂 I kept touching his bulge while he drove me back to nearest public transport station. We shared one final kiss and went our separate ways. I arrived to the office right in time for bi-weekly call with colleagues. I felt really naughty sitting there, listening to the presentation someone was just having on the call, while feeling the cum in my pussy. For entire day, it was incredibly difficult to focus on work. All I could think of were dicks of anon strangers. I had to go wank to the bathroom two times to just be able to read e-mails. I am pretty sure that all my work that day was lame and full of mistakes. On top of that, the time did not fly. One hour it was 12, and what felt like hour later was still just 12:05. The slower the time felt, the more I was looking forward to go back to cruising place in the evening. I was imagining various strangers of all looks and dick sizes to fuck me hard and unload in me, and no other thoughts were actually able to catch my attention, even though I had some non-sex thoughts during the day, too...but each time just for couple seconds. By the time 11PM came, my heart was pounding like crazy as I was walking towards crusing place again. I was so horny. I could clearly feel that my pussy is wide open and in need of some anon bare dicks. I had no expectations as to who I might meet there, just focused on wanting dicks. It soon turned out that this might have worked it’s magic. Just as I entered the park, somebody just flashed his cell phone flash light at me from the nearby bush. I felt no fear walking in. To my awe, there was a very sexy, very athletic looking grey wolf around 55...wearing tight shorts and some sporty knee socks. His shorts were so tight that even upon squeezing his crotch hard, it felt that he has a smaller dick, but I was soon in awe again when I unzipped his shorts and suddenly, quite big soft dick fell out from them into my hand and started getting hard...and big...very rapidly. I wasted no time and started sucking. In just seconds, his cock grew really big in my mouth. Not the longest that I’ve had, not the thickest that I’ve had, but definitely he was in at least XL category. I tried to deepthroat it as much as I could, but unfortunately my throat does not come along with huge dicks as easily as my pussy does, so I could only take around 2/3 of his dick. I knew that my pussy could provide much better experience to this big cock than mouth, so I stood back up after some more sucking and turned around to offer my hole. He accepted the invitation and started pushing his nice tool inside me. I was lucky to have second XL bare dick of the day inside me and it felt amazing. As I stated before, I rarely ever feel the slightest discomfort with huge dicks, and this one was no exception. I don’t know how to desrcibe it properly, but in some way having such cock in my pussy feels like the cock just found it’s home. As this sexy guy pumped my pussy hard, the bush right next to me started moving. In couple seconds, yet another nice guy appeared right in front of me, with his dick already out and hard, nearing my face. I had no other choice than to open my mouth and welcome the stranger, surprised of yet another XL dick! He started face fucking me while cheering the guy who was fucking me. It had it’s effect, and the guy behind me started using my hole even harder. I had to focus on pleasuring the two really thoroughly as at some points I felt like I’m gonna end up having anal orgasm and shoot my load without even touching my dick. My hard work paid off as soon the guy who was face fucking me shot a decent load in my throat. I enjoyed swallowing his load so much, but had to keep holding good for the guy who was fucking me. While he gave me an excellent fuck, he was the quiet kind of fucker, so I didn’t feel him nearing his load as the guy from morning...suddenly I just felt his warm load spreading inside me while he slowed down the pace of his fucking. Anyway, I was pleased to have his load and again felt proud as proper slut should feel. We said goodbye to each other and I decided to sit on nearby bench for couple minutes to have a joint. While I was enjoying the smoke, the park started seeming dead-silent. From where I was sitting, I had pretty good overview of large part of the park and within the 10 or so minutes of my chill time, I noticed no people anywhere, no movement, not even some small animals rustling around. While I enjoyed the suck/fuck hookup with the two sexy guys, the thought of the fun being over for the night made me little sad. I decided to keep hanging around the park for some more time. It could have been like a full hour of „ok, 10 more minutes and I go home“, but the park seemed as empty as it could possibly be. I started slowly walking back to the main park entrance, while peeking to the bushes around, but no sight of anybody. Just as I was about to check the very last set of bushes before exit, I heard a very slight movement somewhere around. I peeked into one of the bushes and there was a young guy around 20, again very good looking. It must have been some kind of lucky day. He motioned to me to come closer and take care of his cock. I did not object. I started sucking his half hard cock and again, it grew to very respectable dimensions. He had a nice thin soft foresking which was a pleasure to play with. I was hoping for more, though, so I asked him If he’d like to fuck me. Unfortunately he only wanted good blowjob. I felt little sorry, but on the other hand as I was enjoying blowing his dick a lot, I had no real issue with going on sucking. I was again doing my best to pleasure him, changing from deepthroating to mild and sensitive foreskin play. I found oral play with this guy very hot after all, and again totally forgot about the surroundings. I had no chance to ever notice that while I was sucking the guys dick, another guys had sneaked behind my partially stripped butt. Suddenly in the midst of deepthoating the first guy, I felt some hands pulling my pants lower and exposing my butt in jockstraps in full. For a tenth of a second it startled me as I heard nobody coming in, but I quickly got used to the situation and didn’t even stop sucking the first guy for a second to turn and see who was there. I just continued providing my best possible service to the first guy, while the anon stranger behing my started pushing a finger in my pussy. It felt like quite a thick finger which I always loved. He knew how to finger the slut indeed. He was circling his finger around the hole both outside and inside, massaging my prostate, pushing the finger in an out in random and unexpected rhytms, all which you can imagine when speaking of good finger playing. This guy’s timing for adding more fingers was top-notch. And not even knowing who is he made it so hot. I kept sucking the first guy for like 10 more minutes and for entire time, I was enjoying the best finger fucking I ever had in my life. I am sure that it will take many years to have a better fingering experience...If it will ever come. The first guy was enjoying the show, too...he kept cheering for the guy behind me and his cock was rock hard in my mouth, clearly about to shoot the load down my throat in upcoming seconds. When he started cumming, the guy behind me stuck three of his thick fingers in my pussy as deep as possible and praised the first guy for using my mouth. I swallowed every drop and made sure that I cleaned his dick well. Only after kissing the guy goodbye, I finally turned to see who’s behind me, still fingering my ass good. For a moment, I ended up speechless. This definitely was the lucky day! I never before thought of having some preferable type of guy, but now he was standing in front of me, or more precisely behind me, and he was perfect. The total alpha male. Ancient god. Tall, muscular, so handsome that it could literally make the ice melt. He looked like mix of young Bruce Willis and Xander Berkeley, with a hint of John Hamm. I think I fell in love with him in some way, upon first sight. „You are so beautiful!“ was all I managed to say while moaning upon feeling his thick fingers in my pussy. He gave me the killer smile and that took the rest of words from me for quite some time. I imagine that this is what Seventh heaven feels like. He was there, a perfect man, smiling at me with lust in his eyes, fingering me beautifully and...holding by far the biggest cock of the night in his other hand. It must have been like 25 cm and so nicely thick. Immediately I wanted to bend down to take it in my mouth, but he stopped me half-way through: „I can’t let you suck my dick, I would cum to soon.“ His manly deep voice was so calming that I gave up on my need of sucking with no problem, turning back around to allow him for better access to my pussy. He must have been enjoying fingering me as much as I did as he spent around 15 more minutes doing that and it did not get boring for single second. Ocasionally, he removed his fingers to spit on them to moisture my pussy more, even though he quickly recognized that there is already one load inside me. Each time he removed his fingers, I felt so empty and could not wait to get them back. He knew this and started teasing me very naughtily, taking his time before sticking his fingers back to my pussy and getting me hornier and hornier with every second. At one point, he was giving me the most beautiful prostate massage when he suddenly removed his fingers and kept me waiting. He was squeezing my buttocks and spitting on my hole for quite some time, making me begging for sticking the fingers back. Just as I said „Please, my pussy needs it bad,“ I suddenly felt the head of his dick on my hole and immediately, he started pushing in. As huge as his cock was, again I had it balls deep in my pussy in no time, and having it in me proved that this is really a man just for my needs. It literally felt like I was born for his specific cock, thousand times better than feeling dick of any guy I ever loved. My alpha man proved to be even more excellent fucker than finger fucker. He started sliding back and forth slowly, but full length, which was amazing feeling. I find it hard describing properly how did it feel when he switched to more rapid pace, especially as I got hooked on his dirty talking. As he was giving me the fuck of my life, he started calling me slut...and cunt...bitch who wants nothing else than to walk around the park with pussy full of cum, offering it to more strangers…calling me the whore who needs him load...All I could reply was „Yes.“ or „You’re right“, which sent him over the edge soon. He just managed to add: „You fucking horny slut!“ before pushing his dick as deep as possible and shooting ropes and ropes of cum. I felt every stream hitting my insides and there were lots of them. At that point, I was again speechless. I was just moaning heavily, thinking that while all the today’s fucks were top-notch, the previous guys seem like average experience compared to this perfect total alpha man. If sluts can feel something like a true love for the random fucker, I think I feel it. Till now. The guy spent around 10 more minutes with me, just thanking each other for amazing experience and having small casual talk. Entire time we have been smiling at each other like crazy and while we admitted to each other that we’re partnered, I believe that we both felt that we’re on the same wavelength. He hugged me before saying goodbye and for a moment, I ended up standing there just replaying the experience and wondering how is it even possible to meet such perfect man on crusing place. Writing this post week later, I still feel little bit of some kind of love to this man, even though I had 16 other guys in between, starting with the one who came to me while I was wondering about the perfect man, still on the same place just minutes after the perfect man came. I was still in some sort of trance when I felt the newcomer pushing his cock to my cummy pussy. I did not resist and let him slide in balls deep, again to feel that it is nice XL dick. I bent deeper to let him have full access and he spent no time switching to rough fuck with no mercy. I did my best not to let much cum leak outside my hole as I wanted to feel it there as long as possible, but I could feel a stream of it leaking out and slowly flowing down along my leg. It felt hot and made my balls want to release, too, but I wanted to cum only after getting back home. I focused all my mind to my pussy just in time to feel the man’s dick shooting his load inside me. He pulled out soon afterwards, said Bye and disappeared in the bushes. I felt good and used, although I have to say that this last fuck couldn’t compare to the alpha man even in the wildest dream. Anyway, I called it quits for the night and went back home. On my way, the cum in my hole felt so good. All the guys today seemed to be heavy cummers and my pussy felt full. I even had to stop the walk at times and tighten my pussy as much as possible in order to not let all of the cum leak out. I managed to somehow make it to home while loosing just a tiny bit of cum. I was glad that it was night, because my slutwalk must have been pretty obvious even for the nuns. Only after getting home and creating a comfy place to lay on with legs wide apart, I allowed myself to let the cum flow out, but not before I set up a phone camera to take a video of that. While I felt all the cum leaking out, I could not believe how much of a cum it feels to be, yet I ended up shocked about the volume when I looked under me. I had to lick it before shoving dildo in my ass again. Only then I could shoot my load. The video did not turn out well unfortunately, but I keep trying. TO BE CONTINUED.

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

So here is part 2 which I wrote last night. I might get another one out this weekend, but then the pace will likely slow down as I have to work during the week. Freshman Project: Jason (Part 2) Jason met Blake at the coffee shop in the student center on Wednesday. Their conversation started out a little awkward but Blake used his psychology training to slowly get Jason to open up to him and tell him about his strict religious upbringing that he always internally rebelled against but outwardly complied with. Blake also got Jason to share that while his parents had let him come to school here, they had in effect cut him off, only being willing to cover a small part of the food and lodging expenses that had not been covered by his scholarships. Jason had gotten a part time job working in the food service department at the dorms so he could get a little bit of spending money. As a large percentage of the school were from wealthy families, Jason was embarrassed by having to cook their meals, at least he worked in the back and didn’t have to serve the food. Blake filed that information away for later, perhaps a financial incentive could be used to help motivate Jason. Blake also was able to coax Jason’s work and class schedule out of him by expressing a fear that Jason might be taking on too much. Finally he learned that Jason was in the freshman dorms and was in a shared unit. His roommate was a computer science major and spent most of his time in the room or the dorm lounge on his laptop coding. Blake shared little bits about his history as well. When Jason asked about his first time, Blake just let him know that he was having sex with his classmates since middle school, but who and what he considered his first real time was with his high school swimming coach, a man named Mark Malone. Jason had never been in the closet, so he had been openly flirting with the man all throughout high school with no luck, but after he turned eighteen and graduated, his now ex-coach had invited him to spend the weekend at his house the week after school let out. That weekend was a beginning of a summer of learning about himself as the coach gave Blake the education he desired. Blake learned what being a pig and having gay sex could really be like. What Blake failed to mention is that Mark had introduced him to crystal and by the end of the weekend had Blake begging for load after charged load from his former coach. Jason had both hoped and feared that Blake might invite him back to his apartment which was just a couple blocks off campus. So he had mixed feelings when Blake said his goodbyes without making the offer. As Blake was getting ready to get up, Jason mustered up his courage and said, “You know at the group how all the guys shared what they thought would be a perfect evening, well I really liked yours the best, I hope someday I can find a guy that might let me spend the evening cuddling with him as we just chill, you know.” Blake pretended to look shocked, “Really? It just seems that most guys want to hook up, fuck, and move on. I hope I’m not being too forward, but since you don’t have class until ten on Friday, would you be interested getting coffee again Thursday at four, I remember you mentioning Thursdays was one of your nights off, and then if you think it feels right, we can go to my place and just chill, listen to music or watch a movie, no sex I promise, but maybe some light cuddling if it seems we’d both be into it. Don’t worry your cherry will not be on the menu, I’m not going to pressure you to do anything you don’t want to do.” Jason blushed, there was so much he wanted to do but was too afraid to let anyone know. “Um, yeah, I think I can do that. Coffee on Thursday and then your place but only if we both want, I don’t want to impose on you. I’m sure you got a lot of guys wanting to spend time with you.” He instantly regretted saying that last part. Blake laughed, “You’d be surprised actually. Apparently I seem to intimidate a lot of our classmates and they think I’m out of their league. I haven’t dated more than about one guy from school a year. They usually don’t last over the summer though.” Jason took that opportunity to bring up Aiden, “So did you date Aiden?” Blake gave a wry smile. “You’re sharp, you picked up on that?” “Yeah, it just seemed the easy way you had talking with him at the group that there was something familiar between you too,” said Jason, finding it easier to talk to Blake as the conversation went on. He finally asked what he really wanted to ask, “He’s really flamboyant and well I guess just I don’t know how to say it other than really gay. Is that your type?” Blake paused a moment to let Jason think he was giving the question a lot of thought, “I don’t really have a set type, except that I tend to like guys that know what they want and are comfortable accepting themselves.” Jason couldn’t hide the disappointment on his face since he clearly knew that wasn’t him, “Oh.” “Hey wait a second there, don’t take that the wrong way, I’m not saying you aren’t my type or that you are my type, I wouldn’t do that to you while you are still trying to figure out who you are. Hell when I first met Aiden he was a lot like you. He may have even been worse, he was an army brat that didn’t have a father so much as a drill sergeant. He even showed up at college with a crew cut,” said Blake with a chuckle. Jason quietly asked, “So you made him that, uh, gay?” Blake shook his head and said, “No, I just gave him the opportunity to be whoever he wanted to be and accepted him for it. Ultimately it is why we broke up, he realized he did not want to be tied down...with a boyfriend. He actually does like to be tied down if you know what I mean.” Blake and Jason both laughed. “Yeah, I had the internet down in hicksville, I know what you mean,” said Jason. “Okay well I gotta head out, I hope to see you tomorrow,” said Blake. “Uh yeah, see you tomorrow at four,” replied Jason. As Blake got up from his chair and headed out, Jason noticed a large outline down the leg of Blake’s pants. Once again Jason’s stomach was in knots with a mix of fear and desire. 'Did I make him hard?" wondered Jason then smiled at the prospect that Blake might be into him in that way. *** Blake left the coffee house and headed to his apartment. He jumped in the shower and rinsed off, turning the water to cold before he hoped out to help him get himself under control. Jason’s mix of innocence and barely concealed desire was such an aphrodisiac. He didn’t bother getting dressed after he dried off since Aiden would there soon. While he waited, he went into his ‘office’, just the second bedroom of the two bedroom apartment, and took out a small amount meth, just enough for a little high to enhance the sex he and Aiden would be having, but not enough that he would be up all night. He then put the rest of his hard drugs into his time locked safe and set the timer for eight the next morning. He knew from experience that if he and Aiden had a largely unlimited access to his supply, the two would be not be able to stop, and since he did not have any customer appointments lined up he could lock his supply up from himself for the night. Next he took a blue chew then grabbed a canned vodka and juice drink out of the fridge to wash the taste out of his mouth. He drank, smoked a bowl of weed, and watched some youtube videos on his TV while he waited for Aiden to show up. It was only about fifteen minutes later when the intercom buzzed. Blake buzzed Aiden through the front gate, opened his apartment door, then sat back down on the couch, switching the TV to some porn, specifically the video he made when he fucked Aiden after slamming him for the first time. Aiden entered the apartment, closed the door, then immediately stripped down to just a jock strap. He went over and knelt between Blake’s smooth muscular legs, putting his hands behind his back, his head bowed, and his eyes focused on Blake’s thick uncut cock, which was around five inches long in its resting state. Once Aiden was settled, Blake reached down and cupped his chin, tilting his head up slightly. “Open,” he commanded. Aiden obeyed and opened his mouth, keeping his eyes lowered. He saw Blake’s cock twitch slightly a second before he heard, then felt Blake’s spit spray into his mouth and across his lips and chin. Blake let go of the boy’s chin, “Suck it faggot, suck my cock, convince me you still deserve my Daddy's gift. Let me see how much practice you got over the summer serving the men we rented you out to.” “Yes Master,” purred Aiden. He leaned down and not using his hands he worked Blake’s cock into his mouth and down his throat. It was easy since Blake was not yet fully hard. Slowly Blake’s cock started to harden to its full nine and half inch glory. Blake was expecting Aiden to start gagging since even at the end of last year he was still struggling with the girthy monster. When Blake’s cock came to full hardness, Aiden went all the way down on it and pressed his nose and lips into the swimmer’s shaved pubis. “Oh fuck boy, I see you finally mastered deep throating over the summer. You have finally become the cock whore you always really wanted to be, now let’s see how good you have really become,” said Blake. He took his hands and grabbed the sides of boy’s head and held his head to his crotch as he stood up off the coach. Aiden kept his Master's cock sheathed in his throat as they adjusted position. Blake then began skull fucking the boy. Aiden did an admirable job, getting just enough air in on the out strokes and only occasionally did he have to choke back vomit as Blake’s cock bottomed out in his throat. Finally after a couple minutes, Blake stopped with his cock fully impaled in the twink’s throat. His cock was too far down Aiden’s throat for Aiden to be able to breath through his nose so he just did his best to not panic and pull off. Blake watched the boy’s face turning red and then before Aiden passed out Blake released him. Aiden pulled off and fell to his side as he coughed and spit up a mix of pre-cum and saliva. His were watering and snot flowed out his nose. “Fuck you look sexy,” said Blake. He reached down and grabbed the long purple hair that grew out of the top of nineteen year old’s head. He pulled the boy’s face to his as he sat back down on the coach. They two lovers kissed passionately. Blake licked and sucked his boy’s slimy face clean, keeping it in his mouth, than feeding the snot, tears, and spit back Aiden. “Go ahead and hit the pipe, only one bowl each tonight, I got class in the morning,” said Blake as he motioned over to the table where he had laid out the glass pipe and the limited supply of tina. “Okay,” said Aiden with a hint of disappointment slipping through, “It’s probably for the best as I’ll be fucked up all Friday night and Saturday, so don’t need to be tweaking for four days straight.” He picked the pipe and torch up off the table then returned to the couch, resuming his original position between Blake’s legs. The college students took turns hitting the pipe and shotgunning the smoke back and forth until they were both flying high feeling the euphoria. The generic viagra had kicked in and Blake’s cock stayed relatively hard. Aiden’s smaller cock was barely making a bump in the pouch of his jock strap. When they had smoked through the tina, Blake grabbed the bottle of lube that was next to him on the couch and lubed up his cock, getting it back to full hardness in the process. “Climb up here and ride my cock facing me,” ordered Blake. Aiden quickly followed the command and straddled the swimmer’s legs, gently lowering himself onto Blake’s cock. “I see you came prepared, good boy,” said Blake as he felt his cock sliding into Aiden’s already lubed up and loosened ass. “My Intro to African Lit professor bred me during his office hours. There’s lube and two of his loads up there already Sir,” said Aiden. He knew one of Blake’s major turn on’s was to fuck a cum filled boy cunt. “Oh fuck, good boy, you're going to get at least two loads tonight to make sure you get a good recharge of Daddy’s strain. Blake had taken precautions to make sure he didn’t get another strain after he got knocked up by Coach Malone. When he left for college Coach had ordered him to find a freshman to pass on his babies to and that after he had done that, he could go on meds and be the piggy little slut boy Coach had shown him he was destined to be. The first year he had turned out his roommate, Charlie. Charlie, had been a closeted gay boy that had said he was straight when the two of them started exchanging emails after getting the room assignments. Charlie had indicated that he was open to having a gay roommate on his housing preference form. Once they were living together, Charlie could not keep his eyes off his openly gay swimmer roommate. Blake rarely wore a shirt in the room and often wore just a pair of bikini briefs in the evening when the two of them were alone in the room. He asked Charlie several times to let him know if it bothered him, but Charlie said it didn’t, that he played a lot of sports in high school and was used to the hanging out with guys that were naked or almost naked in the locker rooms so it wasn’t a problem. It only took about two weeks before Charlie was between Blake’s legs worshiping his roommate’s cock. But Charlie’s is a story for another time, as is Ian’s, the freshman that was Blake’s freshman project during his sophomore year. Blake grabbed Aiden’s hips and started thrusting hard up into the chemmed up slut that was bouncing up and down on his lap. “Slut, you ready to get a fresh load of toxic cum?” he growled. “Yes Master, give me your Daddy’s babies, I need them, give it to me, breed me,” panted Aiden. “I can’t wait until you make that snobby little shit Jason our brother.” “Soon baby, soon,” said Blake as he shot his first load on the night into Aiden’s sloppy cunt.

I have developed the fetish for rape scene like sex. I love older males 40+ with big dicks who fuck me good. I get hard thinking about having sex with an older male and I really like sexy older males. Fantasy is : I wished I would have had a step daddy that would have fucked me since I was 13 years old who always bred me and we had a happy relationship having sex and outside of bed from 13 -25 years old. After that I would be in college where I would be used as a cum dump from the frat guys. It seems basic but I feel bad for having this fantasy but I really enjoy that fantasy. I jerk off and wished I was raped by a sexy muscular step daddy when I was 13, maybe shared with my daddies friends and my step brother using me too. I love the cum dump fantasy, but only having sex with white males ages 18-60 years old, I love the range of bodies but I do have a preference on white guys. I love how they fuck me and when they cum inside me. It sounds racist but it’s my fantasy.

my uncle found out that I was a slutty little cumdumpster after he found out that at least 3 of his buddies had picked me up online and met up with me to use my sexy little high school body in their cars and in the handicap washroom at the mall. so when he decided to try me out himself he found me online and I met up with him and his buddy on a couple occasions to suck their cocks and let them fuck me in a mall restroom understall. the second time they even pulled my entire naked lower body into their stall to fuck me with me on my stomach and even on my back with my legs spread wide. after breeding me, one of them came to my stall door and told me to “open the door and suck my cock clean faggot” and when I did my uncle was standing there grinning, with his beefy still semi-hard cock soaked in cum, standing beside his buddy. I sucked them both clean. that night he started training me to be the best, most submissive, devoted pussyboy, and begin my transformation from a faggot to a femboy/t-girl whore. I was already a total cockhungry slut, but I truly became a cumdumpster and a fucktoy for men the day my uncle started fucking me.

One of my favorites was when I had a boyfriend once, and I was cheating on him with a guy he knew from work. Dude was telling me, as he pounded the shit out of me, how he was going to tell my BF what a worthless, cheating whore I was. I kept begging him not too, as he kept telling me he was, calling me trash, and a whore and fucking me harder. I was so turned on I came from just being fucked. He never did tell my BF, and we fucked a few times after that with him always threatening me as he fucked me.

I had played with this couple several times. One Friday night at the bar, I see one of the guys w/o his partner. He was the hotter one by far - strictly top, dominant in bed, sweetheart otherwise with a killer dick and eyes made to make me melt. I asked where the partner was, he said family stuff back in Louisiana for a week. He asked me to go home with him, I happily did. After he came in my ass he told me "I wanna make love to you all weekend, fill your ass with so much cum it's still leaking when you go to work on Monday". I was putty in his hands. No showers, I don't think we put on more clothes than a pair of shorts to answer the door for pizza, and he fucked me stupid all over that apartment.

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.

If you want to get fucked bare (with or without taking the load) and you want to stay neg, you need to be on PrEP. That's all there is too it.

Part 43 - Full Circle Angelo walked in to the kitchen and noticed Ellie already up and sitting outside drinking coffee, he grabbed a cup and went out to join her noticing he wasn't alone, sat with her was Margarite. She was happy to see Angelo again and catch up with him since they only spoke at social gatherings. Ethan woke up hearing the laughter coming from outside. Just as Daniel and Jordan appeared round the side of the house. It was the first time Ellie had actually met them properly, Ethan dressed and rushed down stairs. "Morning Britboy" Ethan said appearing on the terrace looking tired. Daniel laughed "You look rough Yanke" he replied striding over giving Ethan a kiss. Ethan laughed "Tired" he replied "When are you both heading back?" he asked kissing Jordan and sitting down. "This afternoon the late flight. Your suite is ready for you" Daniel replied sitting next to him. Ethan smiled "Looking forward to our two weeks in Barbados, we will see you both?" he asked Jordan nodded "Of course, you will be next door to us so not too much noise please" he laughed. Angelo brought Ethan a coffee "Did our clothes arrive?" he asked Jordan. "Yes all unpacked so you have nothing to do but enjoy your honeymoon" he replied. "Angelo don't forget Mark and Ben are taking you out to lunch today" Ethan said reminding him. "I know, why aren't you coming it is your birthday?" he asked Ethan. Ethan chuckled "I want to have a catch up Adam and Tony and I will see you at the Chatwal this afternoon". Ethan had been planning this day with Mark and Adam's help as an anniversary present to Angelo, it was a big gamble but so far it seemed as though the plan was working. Angelo left with Mark and Ben for lunch at 11am and Ethan waited until midday when Tony and Adam came to pick him up. They chatted and drove in to New York dropping Ethan off at the Chatwal so he could leave his things and store their passports in the hotel safe, after a quick bite to eat they drove out of Manhattan. "Are you sure you want to do this Ethan, I mean you don't want us to come in with you?" Tony asked. Ethan smiled "I'm sure it will be fine, I can take care of myself" he replied nervously remembering the incident here previously. Adam laughed turning to Ethan in the back seat "Well you certainly got more muscle than before". The car pulled up and Ethan got out "Anyway he will be here in 30 minutes" Ethan said kissing them good bye. Adam looked at his phone which buzzed "Another text from Juan, he wants to speak to me" he said looking confused. Tony chuckled "I'm dam sure it's not about him being gay" he smiled at Adam and they pulled away. "Who is Juan?" Steve asked from the back seat. "We were in the same lectures at college, his brother Javier was Ethan and Ben's best friend" Adam replied. Steve leaned forward "Was?" he asked. Adam nodded "They had a massive bust up at Mel's diner in Harrison. It was all about Ethan being found out he was gay" he said recalling the day in the diner. Ethan rang the buzzer and the door unlocked, he pushed it open and walked through. Angelo pointed out to Mark he had taken the wrong turning for Manhattan and asked if he really knew where he was going. Mark and Ben laughed and told him to be quiet as they were nearly there, turning the corner they pulled up in front of the building. "Guys this is not the hotel, you do know where we are?" Angelo said looking confused getting out of the car. Mark got out and walked round to him "He is waiting for you Angelo" he said kissing him "See you at the hotel later". Angelo looked at the door and smiled suddenly realising the significance of the date and place, he rang the buzzer and the door unlocked. He paid and wandered through changing and then down the stairs. Ethan much more confidence than a year ago fended off two horny young men and their persistence to entice him, he had only eyes for one person and sat there waiting, the plumes to steam enveloping his body he had the biggest smile on his face waiting. The blast of cold air wafted over him as a figure sat a few meters away from him, Ethan composed himself and allowed the steam to roll over his body. He was still Ethan but slightly taller, one year older and now with a defined muscular build. He moaned softly as he felt the hand touching his chest, just to be sure he looked down and saw the familiar tattoos on the arm that he knew so well now. The hand roamed all over his chest then circling around his back pulling him and guiding him. Obliging he sat across the lap of the man in front of him, there was no doubt he still took Ethan's breath away looking at the face and the eyes that looked back at him with such love. His hand caressed Ethan's face pulling him closer, their lips rubbing against each others for a few tender moments. Ethan parted his lips and kissed Angelo as if it was their first kiss, teasingly in an unsure manner but now with more experience his lips already locked against Angelo's feeling and tasting his man. Ethan moaned in his erotic state as Angelo closed his arms around Ethan's body and applied enough pressure to hear Ethan moan and gasp in pleasure, his body lifting feeling Angelo's cock position itself and holding him in suspense for a moment before he pulled Ethan's body down on his cock slowly and fluidly in one sublime movement. The steam pulsing around their glistening bodies from the sweat covering them from head to toe, Ethan clasped his hands around Angelo's neck and slowly he began to ride Angelo's cock. They spoke no words, just the sound of the hissing steam their kissing and the moans from Ethan as they made love taking time and pleasuring each other. He gasped and moaned again feeling the arms tighten around his body, their kissing taking on more urgency as Ethan felt his lovers cock twitching and pulsing harder in his ass knowing that Angelo was about to orgasm, his own body alive and ready he moaned and clasped tighter around Angelo's neck, his cock straining between their abdomens giving moan and raising his body slightly releasing his orgasm, his hole tightening in waves from the contractions in his cock. He felt those arms sharply tighten around his young body as Angelo pushed up hard impregnating the first stream of his seed deep in to Ethan, this was quickly followed by several more volleys being pushed deeper and deeper in his lover. Ethan wriggled his body in the arms of Angelo that still held him tight, he kissed Angelo roughly several times 'Happy anniversary' he said looking in to Angelo's eyes. He couldn't tell but was sure Angelo welled up before kissing him hard and lovingly shrouded by steam. They made love three more times before their bodies slipped off each other. He still found the steam room overpowering and Angelo steadied him as he stood up, Ethan laughing and cuddling up close to the firm pecs adorning Angelo's body, the relief of the cool air as they left the steam room to take an invigorating cold shower together, their hands continued touching and caressing. Angelo kissed his neck "This is where it all started one year ago today" Ethan whispered to him. "It took me a few minutes outside to realise the significance" Angelo said kissing him on the lips. Ethan smiled "It is where you took my virginity. I never expected my first encounter would end this way". "I meant what I said Ethan, you have changed me with your love in many ways" Angelo replied stroking his face. Ethan kissed him "You own me Angelo, nothing and no one will ever change that or how I feel towards you" he replied. Angelo kissed him deep as the cold water cascaded over their heads. Brad had just come back on duty from his break, and looked at the list of men who had arrived, to his surprise the names Tiger and Angelo written half way down. He heard a laugh as the two appeared at the top of the stairs, he recognised Angelo immediately but had to double take at Tiger, he was unsure at first if this was the same guy. "Ethan?" Brad asked walking over towards them. Ethan nodded "You remembered my name?" he said chuckling. "Holy shit, I didn't, I mean, wow you have changed so much" Brad said running his hand along Ethan's arms. Ethan smiled embarrassingly "Thanks". "Angelo so good to see you" he kissed and hugged him. "You look like your keeping well Brad" Angelo said "I am surprised your still here". Brad held Angelo's hands "This place is so empty without you coming here" he felt the ring "No way?" he said. Angelo smiled "Yes, Ethan is my husband as of yesterday" he said. Brad shook his head looking at Ethan "How the hell did you do that?" he laughed and kissed Ethan "Congrats". Ethan could feel there was a coldness from Angelo to Brad that he had never picked up on before "Thanks". "Things have changed slightly" Brad started saying "I met a cute young guy a few weeks ago". Angelo looked sceptically at him "Have you corrupted him yet?" he asked but he didn't smile. Brad smirked at Angelo "You know me to well Angelo, but no" he replied "we are heading to the city later". Ethan chuckled "Come to the Chatwal and join us for dinner at 7pm" he suggested. Brad looked at Angelo who smiled "Will we be intruding on your dinner plans?" he asked. "No, it is my birthday dinner, Adam and Tony will be there" he said "please come" Ethan repeated. "Okay but only if my date is happy to" Brad said saying good bye to them as they left the bathhouse. Angelo and Ethan's journey had come full circle and complete in one year, closing the door behind them of the bathhouse they headed to the train station. Adam was packing his overnight bag with Callum laying for the most part naked on the bed, Steve calling to him several times to pick out his clothes for the night, Tony dragged Callum by his legs to the edge of the bed rubbing his crotch against Callum's ass laughing and pulling him upright. Coming Callum called out to Steve having a quick snog with Tony and being patted on the ass as he left to sort his clothes out. "Juan has just pulled up" Adam said looking out of the window and turning to head downstairs. Tony nodded "I will let you both talk and finish off packing" he said moving to the window and looking. Adam opened the front door to see Juan looking worried "Sorry Adam I know we haven't spoken for ages" Juan said. "Is everything alright Juan?" Adam asked expressing a sorry look at him "Lets go round the back and talk". Juan followed Adam and sat down on the garden bench "It's Javy he has gone all weird the last few weeks". Adam looked unsure at Juan "I don't understand Juan, what has this to do with me?" he asked. "It's not you, I just need to ask you some things, you know being gay you might know" Juan said looking at him. Adam nodded "You think Javy is gay?" he sounded a little surprised. Juan nodded at him "He left his phone unlocked and I found texts from a guy, pretty graphic and intimate plus grindr". "Oh" Adam didn't quite know what else to say "it could explain why he is behaving weird if hiding it from you". "Two days ago he was even stranger, I noticed a needle mark on his arm" Juan said nearly in tears. Adam shook his head "Shit Juan, you think he is doing drugs?" he asked. Juan nodded wiping his eye "I don't know how to stop him, even our parents are besides themselves". "They know?" Adam asked taking Juan's hand. "Yes, they just wanted to call the cops and ground him" Juan said "but I told them it would make things worse for everyone". "Juan, you know if we can help we will do" Adam said reassuring Juan. Juan half smiled "Thanks, I know he is meeting this guy again today, they are going in to NY". "So are we tonight but we will be back tomorrow lunchtime" Adam said patting him on the knee. Juan stood up "I am going to see friends in Brooklyn tonight, I have to find out who this person is" he stressed Adam held Juan "Not alone Juan. I don't want to see you get in to any trouble I know how protective you are over Javy, we do it together". Adam gave Juan a hug and watched him drive away. Tony walked up and put his arm around Adam sensing he was disturbed by the conversation with Juan. Adam spoke to the three of them telling them what just happened, although Steve and Callum had no vested interest in Juan or his brother Steve made it known that they would stick by and help as much as they could. Ethan watched Angelo as they sat holding hands on the train journey, he knew something was not sitting right with Angelo. He squeezed Angelo's hand and reminded him not to have secrets or hold anything back from him. Angelo smiled and explained to Ethan about the real Brad, the small time drug dealer that bedded guys and got them hooked on drugs only to become their dealer and getting money and sex out of them. Ethan nodded but was truly shocked, he never would have associated Brad and drugs in the same sentence, Angelo confided that Brad always picked younger guys as they were easy pickings and persuadable to do anything. Ethan apologised for inviting Brad explaining that had he known that side of them he would have been the last person he would invite. The train pulled in the Grand Central and they hopped off and strode the short distance to the Chatwal hotel to check in and meet up with the rest of the gang most of whom had arrived. Mark, Ben, Franco, Stefan, Josh and Bobby were all sat in reception waiting for Angelo and Ethan. Mark smiled and looked at them before asking if the job was done in an ironic joking manner. Ethan nodded and smiled thanking him for delivering his man on cue. The apartment buzzer sounded and Brad opened the door beaming at the 19 year old Latin guy standing at his doorstep. You look amazing he said inviting him in and closing the door. Brad had plans for this one, he knew his family were pretty well off and he seemed to have money all the time, since they had only kissed and had oral sex it was tonight that Brad planned to take the sexy lad to a new place and fuck him whilst he was high. He loved his shyness and could tell that as soon as he was freed it would be an adventure with him for a few months until he became clingy and desperately needy for him. He ran his hand along the young face and kissed him tenderly. "Ready to go on our date?" Brad asked him "Hope you don't mind but we are having dinner with friends". "Oh" he looked down at the floor "do we have to?" Javier asked. "Don't be worried Javier they are really nice, it's a birthday dinner for his husband" Brad replied. Javier nodded "Okay". Brad kissed him "How about something to calm and relax you before we go" he said guiding Javier to the bathroom. They set off to the city half an hour later with Javier smiling in his out of body experience, confident and talking rubbish to Brad who kept him close. Good thing he brought another syringe for later to keep Javier in this good happy place, considering it was only his second hit his reaction was much less calming and he didn't freak out so much. Javier kept rubbing the spot where the needle went in to his arm. They arrived at the hotel spot on 7pm and made their way to the private area of the small intimate restaurant. The group were all talking and standing most of them had their backs to Brad and Javier as they approached. Javier was beginning to come down and noticed Ben his face looking at who he thought was Ethan but the build seemed to be all wrong, he stopped and told Brad he couldn't do this. "Oh shit" Ben suddenly said seeing Javier walking with this guy stopping as they made eye contact. Javier lowered his head the shameful expression written all over his face "We need to go" he said to Brad. Ethan walked over "Javy, what are you..." he started but then felt Angelo's hand holding his arm. "Brad, glad you could make it" Angelo said smiling "I think Ethan and Ben know this young man". It was awkward without any need to emphasize it as they looked at each other. Ethan went over and politely greeted them both inviting them to sit down. Shyly Javier wished him a happy birthday, Ethan was devastated inside knowing what he knew now about Brad he wanted to say something but kept quiet and tried to engage Javier in conversation with Ben and himself. Adam looked at Tony and pulled his phone out sending a text to Juan to tell him Javier had turned up but not panic and come to the hotel around 9pm. He kept the message short as he didn't want to tell Juan to much. During dinner Ben and Ethan kept glancing at each other, both were upset and hurting inside but the look they got from Angelo told them to play it calm. After desert Javier excused himself to visit the restroom, Angelo and Adam engaged Brad in conversation although Adam kept his fist clenched under the table, he couldn't fathom how Javier had got involved with Brad like this. Ethan noticing that everyone was chatting slipped away from the table and walked in to the restroom door nearly bumping in to a man coming out. Javier stood at the sink splashing cold water on to his face and wiping it with a paper towel. Spotting Ethan entering he quickly rolled the sleeve of his shirt down. "How long have you known Javy?" Ethan asked walking towards him. Javier stood upright "Few weeks. I didn't really know until I met Brad" he replied looking at Ethan's reflection. "Why didn't you call me?" Ethan asked "You know Ben and I would do anything for you" he said. Javier looked down "We weren't exactly on best terms Ethy". Ethan leaned back against the sink "I don't understand why you reacted like that and cut us both out". "You hate me for what I did so let's just get dinner over and go our separate ways" Javier said. "I can't" Ethan wiped his eyes "you can't see him any more Javy" he said pleading to him. "Fuck off Ethy, you have your life and I have mine I don't need you" Javier replied facing him. Ethan looked at him "He will ruin you Javy why can't you see that" he said noticing Javier rubbing his arm. "What is your problem?" Javier asked a feeling of anger and despise surfacing from his normal calm demeanour. Ethan grabbed his arm and pushed the sleeve up "That is my problem" he easily held Javier's arm "How many times?" Javier looked at his arm tears began streaming down his face "Twice" he sniffed "he loves me Ethan". "Fuck does he" Ethan grabbed a towel and wiped Javier's face "He is using you to get you on you drugs". Brad noticed Ethan was missing "I need the toilet, back in a moment" he said to Angelo and Adam getting up. "He loves me Ethan he told me he did" Javier protested. Brad walked in to the restroom "Javy is Ethan hurting you?" he asked. Javier looked between them and freed his arm from Ethan's grip "No, do you love me?" he asked. Brad smiled "You don't need to ask that Javy, come on you need something to calm you down" he held out his hand. Ethan stood with his back to Javier "No Brad I know what your doing to him" he said angrily. Brad walked towards Ethan "Do you Ethan, maybe you would like a little birthday present to make you feel good". He knew Brad could overpower him easily enough "Don't come near me" Ethan warned him. "Sexy young Ethan you know I want you" Brad smirked and grabbed Ethan dragging him towards a cubicle. Ben shouted across the table to Angelo who was still deep in conversation to get his attention "Ethan". Angelo looked around and shot up from the table "Stay there Ben" he said with Adam following on. Ethan struggled and held on to the door frame "Let me go" he shouted seeing Javier sinking to floor crying. Brad released one hand and delved in to his pocket pulling the syringe out "We do this the hard way then". Ethan seized the moment and punched Brad on the face sending him reeling backwards in to the cubicle. Ethan swore shaking his hand feeling the pain from hitting him, he backed away and went over to Javier pulling him to his feet forgetting about Brad until he felt his body being pulled backwards with incredible force then pushed up against the washroom wall the full weight of Brad pushing up against his body pinning him there unable to move. Ethan struggled and pleaded with Javier for help. Javier watched in shock unable to decipher if this was funny or dangerous. Ethan glimpsed the syringe held in Brad's hand moving towards his neck. The washroom door flew open "Get your hands off him" Angelo shouted advancing on him. Javier shook off his feelings and grabbed Brad's hand "No" he said. Angelo was pushed out of the way as Juan stormed in straight over to Brad "Get out Javy" he told him. Brad slightly confused let go of Ethan and turned "Shit" was the last word he muttered. Juan caught him square on the face and he folded on to the floor "Not my hermano" he kicked Brad. Adam ran over and pulled Juan back "Bastante, enough Juan". Ethan grabbed hold of Javier "It's okay Javy" he said as Javier broke down hugging Ethan. Mark arrived with two hotel security officers who dragged Brad out, Ben stood there shaking eyes walling up trying to figure things out. Mark took the three lads up to one of the suites. Adam, Angelo and Juan spoke with NYPD explaining what had happened then went upstairs to join the others in the suite. Javier sat by the window looking out and staring unable to face Ethan and Ben who sat either side of him, hands clasped together tears rolling down his face in shame. Ethan turned seeing Adam coming in to the room he stood up and walked over to him, without a word he grabbed Adam's arm and pushed his sleeve up, Adam pulled his other one up to prove he had nothing to hide. Ethan looked at him and apologised but Adam hugged him letting him know that he has never and will never do drugs. Ethan and Juan hugged "Thank you" Juan said to him "You are a true friend despite what happened". Ethan smiled "That's the first time you have ever hugged me Juan" he said. "I won't make a habit of it" Juan joked and smiled at him. "Juan have you met my husband, Angelo this is Juan" Ethan said formerly introducing them. "Your married?" Juan asked shocked by this news "I owe you all for helping my hermano" he said shaking Angleo's hand. Angelo looked at him "It's not over yet Juan, Brad does not give in easily" he said warning Juan. Juan looked at his brother "I don't know what I can do" he said as Ben walked over. "Let us take him" Ben said surprising everyone. Juan looked at Ben "What do you mean?" he asked unsure what he was talking about. "Back to LA, he can come and live us for a few weeks if it will help" Ben said and Mark nodded in agreement. "Would you do that?" Juan asked looking at them all. Adam put his arm around Juan "It would be best for Javy to go. Can you clear it with your parents? he asked. Juan nodded "Thanks" he went off and called his parents. Ethan looked at Ben "I will help when we get back from Barbados" he said. Juan returned from speaking with his parents "They have agreed for as long as necessary. I will book his flight" he said. Mark stopped him "No Juan, leave it with me to sort out" he said. Juan went over and sat next to Javier who looked at him and broke down, Juan comforted his brother telling him everything is alright and he was going to live with Ben and Ethan for awhile to sort things out. Mark quickly got the flight arranged and told Juan he had also sorted him a flight out next Friday if he wanted to fly out and visit. Javier fell asleep in his brothers arms the effects of the drug wearing off. Juan was quite overwhelmed with the amount of friends that had come to his help and their generosity shown to him and Javier. Angelo came over and picked Javier up carrying him to the bed, Ethan and Ben sat next to him chatting to each other. Juan stood up "I need to go and get him some clothes it will only take me and hour or so" he said to Angelo. Josh came bounding over in his practical manner "That's okay I have closet full of clothes that would fit him". Juan looked at him "You was in a couple of Javy's classes?" he asked. "Yup did I stick out that much?" Josh asked. Juan chuckled "Kind of, you always kept to yourself at college" Juan replied. Josh smiled "Yeah, I still have the biggest crush on you Juanito" he confessed. Jaun laughed "Juanito, no one has called me that since I hit 21" he looked at Josh "flattered I guess". Josh chuckled "Don't worry I won't attack you" he said "bite and kiss maybe" he laughed. Juan shook his head smiling "And I guess that you and Bobby are an item?" Juan asked nodding in his direction. Josh looked and smiled "All mine". Juan stayed the night in the suite with Javier, Ben and Mark. He slept lightly for a few hours keeping an eye on his brother until Ben walked over and told him to get in to bed with Mark as he would look after Javier. He was a little hesitant sharing a bed with another man, he laid on top of the bed until Mark turned to face him and told him to stop being silly and get under the sheets. Ben slipped in besides Javier causing him to stir, it's Ben he whispered putting his arm under his neck cuddling him sensing he was still upset. A few rooms away Stefan was sat on the bed talking with Franco filling him in on Javier and recalling how they fell out and how Juan had stepped in putting a stop to Javier's berating of Ethan and getting him to avoid Ben to stop things boiling out of control. Franco told him that when you have a such a close bond in friendship as they three of them had growing up together at some point it explodes as if it needs to reset and learn about each other again. Stefan yawned looking at his watch, it was nearly 2pm and he needed sleep. Franco still cautiously played his cards climbed in the bed next to Stefan's. He noticed the little disappointed look on Stefan's face as he set the alarm for the morning. "What's the matter Stefan?" Franco asked leaning on his side looking at him. Stefan looked at him "Nothing Franco, good night" he said pulling the sheet over him. "If you have something to say Stefan say it. Be open with me" Franco leaned up. Stefan rolled on his back looking up at the ceiling "Do you like me Franco?" he asked daring not to look. "Yes" Franco replied "But I am not going to jump in to bed with you". Stefan turned his head "Can we not at least sleep together?" he asked. Franco climbed out of bed and slipped in next to Stefan "I don't want to rush things I got hurt and new to this". Stefan smiled "I agree, but I need to make sure I can sleep in a bed with you" he chuckled. Franco slapped his leg "And if you can?" he asked turning to face him. Stefan rolled on his back again "Who knows Franco" he replied grinning. Franco rolled on his back "Cock tease" he said jokingly and began tickling Stefan. "Franco no" he laughed uncontrollably "stop it, Franco, stop it please" he was laughing out of breath. "Behave yourself then" Franco replied smiling and holding Stefan's hand. They both laughed laying on their backs holding hands in bed their faces turned to each other smiling. They both stared up at the ceiling but tiredness won over Stefan and he fell asleep. By morning everyone was piling in to Mark and Ben's suite for breakfast, Ethan just had coffee as he was starving himself for when they got to Barbados as he wanted the Salinger Club sandwich for dinner and had already sent a text to Daniel ordering two. He was surprised to see Daniel reply so quickly telling him he would order them and a bottle of champagne. Angelo kept telling him to eat some fruit at least otherwise he would be munching on the flight, Franco laughed and said he had plenty to munch on nodding to Angelo who retaliated and threw a small open butter pack at him landing and sticking on his eyebrow causing everyone to laugh. Javier came out of the bathroom he still felt sick from the drug exiting his body but sat down and ate some fruit, he sat hunched over still feeling unable to look people in the eye. Juan told Javier they were meeting up with their parents at the airport to give him his passport to travel. Javier looked confusingly at his brother. "Travel?" Javier asked "What do you mean?" he had no recollection of the arrangements made last night. Ben came over "You are coming to LA with us for as long as you want" he said. Javier looked down at his plate of fruit "Did I agree to this?" he asked. "No" Ben said "but it's not up for debate" he shut Javier down before he could protest knowing that he would. Javier looked at Ben and Ethan "Thanks" he said "I mean it and thank you for stepping in Ethan". Ethan waved it off "I still count you as one my closest friends Javy". Javier welled up and Ethan came round and hugged him "Never forget who your friends are Javy" Ethan kissed his cheek. Javier felt embarrassed Ethan had kissed him and the emotions running through his body feeling a glint of happiness that things were going to be alright between them. It just seemed to be all go to Javier as they left the hotel and headed for the airport in the fleet of airline limousines. Javier stood and hugged his mother and father her parting words to him was not to rush and take his time and get to understand himself. Juan came over to Mark and thanked him again for helping sort things out, in many ways he was like a slightly younger version of Angelo but without the tattoos or muscular build albeit he was still powerfully built. Mark spoke to Javier;s parents and gave them his phone number and made sure that if they wanted to come out to LA and see Javier they are call him first and he would make the arrangements. Ethan walked over to Javier and hugged him hard rocking him from side to side "I will see you two weeks". Javier nodded "Maybe one day you will show me this place in Barbados" he joked. Ethan smiled "I would love to Javy, you will like it" he said as Angelo came to get Ethan. "Have a great time" Javier said to Angelo and Ethan as they went through security to international departures. Ben came over and put his arm around Javier "Ready to go?" he asked and Javier nodded. "Look after yourself Javy you will have an amazing time in LA" Adam said. Javier smiled then looked at Steve and Callum "See ya Britboys" he said chuckling as Ben laughed behind him. "You will pay for that Ben" Steve called out smiling and waving to them. They hadn't gone 10 meters when they were stopped by the airports photographer sensing a scoop getting a picture of Mark and Ben at JFK. Javier looked confused and Ben smiled telling him it would all make sense in LA. Javier slept for 4 hours on the flight and woke beginning to feel a little more normal and no longer suffered from feeling sick. He leaned across to Ben and said this was more comfortable than his bed at home. When the stewardess asked if he wanted some food he asked for the pasta dish and wolfed it down not realising how hungry he was. "Thank you both, I have never travelled like this before" Javier said without any idea of how much Ben's life had changed. Ben turned his head and smiled "Seriously you have no idea who I married?" he asked. Javier shook his head "I heard that you had met a guy but I sort of shut myself away from wanting to know anything about you and Ethan" he quickly wiped his eyes. Ben reached out across the aisle "I think this is going to be a bit of a surprise to you" he said teasing Javier. They buckled up as the plane began it's final series of banking turns over the Pacific towards LAX. Javier was surprised when they pulled in to Bel Air and passed the mansions partly hidden behind trees and walls and in to their house on St Pierre. Javier stood looking at the mansion "How rich are you?" he asked stumbling over his words Mark put his arm around Javier "To rich if you ask me" he said looking at Javier. Ben chuckled "He hates having money Javy" he said walking around to his other side. Javier laughed seeing the car out by the garage "BMW" he looked at Ben "Yours?". Ben nodded "I will take you out in it tomorrow we can go to the beach". Angelo and Ethan walked in to their Orchid Salinger Suite next stripped and jumped in the pool to cool down from the intense humidity that prevailed at this time of year. Daniel popped his head in and sat on the edge of the pool dangling his feet in the water chatting away happily to Ethan whilst Angelo swam. Jordan arrived with the butler and food, he had taken the liberty of putting some French fries with the sandwiches as well. "You don't mind if we join you do you?" Jordan asked Angelo as he pulled him out of the pool. "Not at all, we told you at the wedding we would love to dine with you as much as possible" he said hugging Jordan. Jordan smiled "Yuk Angelo ya got me all wet now" he said laughing. "Guess you will have to come of for a swim after then" Angelo said sitting down sipping his fruit punch. Daniel sat down "Why not swim down at the beach, the water is great at this time of year" he suggested. "Can we skinny dip" Ethan asked chuckling. Daniel laughed "As long as we are quiet, no one goes down there this time of night they are all eating". They finished eating and sat chatting for an hour when Ethan returned with towels, they set off across the Orchid pool terrace and on to the sand that was still warm under foot from basking in the sun all day. Daniel and Ethan stripped off and ran down to the sea meeting the gentle lapping waves that seemed to caress the shoreline. Jordan and Angelo stripped off and dived in swimming over to the Daniel and Ethan frolicking around in the water they splashed and chased each other, Ethan giving in to easily as Angelo caught him by the legs and pulled Ethan back towards him. Ethan twisted over on his back his legs wrapped around Angelo's waist he pulled himself upright and clasped him around the neck. Angelo slid his arms around Ethan's back holding him close as their lips met kissing and tasting the saltiness of the sea, he glanced over Ethan's shoulder and saw Daniel and Jordan laying together at the shore, his focus returned to Ethan kissing him deeper. Angelo was horny there was no doubt and Ethan could feel it, he slipped his hand from Angelo's neck and guiding his gently towards his ass. Ethan chuckled in to Angelo's mouth, who am I kidding he thought it needs no guiding. Ethan moaned holding tighter on to Angelo as the head of his cock passed the threshold slipping inside him, his desire to make love to Ethan caused him to penetrate faster he needed to be inside and make love to him. Ethan buried his head in to Angelo's neck the kissing and biting passionately broken only by his moans. He bottomed out and felt Angelo's balls against his ass, he kissed Angelo hard gently raising and lowering his body, the arms around his body tightened around him 'I can't last' Angelo whispered to Ethan who giggled in to his mouth. Ethan threw his head back pushing his ass up closer to Angelo 'oh god yes Angelo' he muttered staring up at the stars. The happiness etched across both of their faces as they held each other making love in the warm waters of the Caribbean. The steady rhythm began to change in tempo and power, Ethan grabbed Angelo's face and looked down in to his eyes with so much love. Ethan's lips rubbed and tenderly kissed Angelo's mouth he could feel Angelo's cock swell and go rigid, he moaned louder and closed in kissing Angelo hard. Ethan clasped and held tightly around Angelo's neck feeling the hips underneath jolt up hard and the cock pulsing sending shock waves through his ass, Ethan pushed down his ass clamping as he felt the excitement being released by his cock. Angelo grunted in to Ethan's mouth, their lips locked together tongues dancing around each others mouths riding out their orgasms. Ethan giggled and swayed in Angelo's arms 'you are horny tonight' Ethan said stroking Angelo's face and kissing him. Angelo tenderly pulled his cock from Ethan's ass 'wait till I get you in bed later' he said to Ethan kissing his neck and licking the saltiness from his skin. They turned to shore seeing Daniel and Jordan both laying on their backs pointing up at different places in the night sky. Ethan looked up and saw a couple of shooting stars flying across the darkness, he pointed out to Angelo who stood behind Ethan with his arms wrapped around him 'perfect' he said kissing Ethan on the head. Daniel sat up "You two finished?" he asked smiling. Ethan grinned "Just about" he burst out giggling. Jordan stood up "Drink at ours?" he asked. Angelo nodded "Sounds good I need to chill" he said slapping Ethan's ass. Jordan turned back to look at Ethan "Your a noisy lover Ethan" and sprinted seeing Ethan running at him. Ethan caught Jordan by the arm but with Jordan's build he easily swung Ethan around straight over his shoulder and carried Ethan back to their suite occasionally slapping Ethan's ass just for good measure. Angelo and Daniel laughed bringing up the rear their arms around each other seeing the grin on Ethan's face as he pulled Jordan's swimming trunks up giving him a wedgie.

Part - 41 The Weekend Ben drove his BMW convertible out of garage on to the forecourt he stopped to let the roof retract and Mark came and jumped in the passenger seat, they were still undecided where to eat that evening when Ben mentioned the hotel that looked like a castle he had read about along Sunset Boulevard. Mark nodded and said it sounded like a plan but warned Ben that getting a table there may be difficult as it is a celebrity hangout and it was Friday evening. Since Josh and Bobby were out on a publicity job with Nicky and Kit there would only be the 8 of them for dinner, Ben had to persuade Stefan using the odd number trick but it was Angelo's insistence that he agreed to dine out with them. The traffic was heavy going but they made it to the car park at LAX and went inside to wait for Daniel and Jordan's flight to arrive from Miami, thankfully Mark checked the details that morning and saw it was schedule to land 40 minutes early. Mark got Ben a coffee and then called the Chateau Marmont hotel to try and book a table, the person on the other end of the phone immediately told Mark that they were full for the evening so he hung up and told Ben. He knew if he mentioned who he was they would probably be in but decided to play and test if Ben could try and use his name. Mark handed him the phone and said that the restaurant was fully booked and said for him to try. Ben handed Mark his coffee and dialled the hotel and asked for restaurant reservations 'Oh Hi, do you have a table for 8 and 7.30pm tonight please' he spoke down the phone and waited then 'ah, my friends and I are really disappointed they are only in town for the weekend' he looked at Mark and chuckled, 'so you really can't squeeze us in' he said smiling at Mark 'Yes of course you can call me back if you get anything' he waited for a moment 'on this cell phone yes and your speaking to Ben Midler-Davenport or my husband may answer who is Mark Davenport' Mark watched as Ben raised an eyebrow 'yes I will hold' Ben took a swig of his coffee whilst he waited for what seemed ages but was only 20 seconds 'fantastic yes garden terrace would be perfect thank you'. He hung up and looked at Mark and said as soon he mentioned who they were they found a table for us, Mark smiled and handed Ben his coffee. Mark pointed out that the flight had landed and went over to the arrivals exit which as usual for domestic flights was busy, a gay couple in their 40's spotted Mark and Ben and came over apologetically and asked if they could have a picture with them, Ben laughed and looked at Mark who nodded and of course the problem there was other people noticed and realised who was in the arrivals hall. They politely had photos taken with 4 other people, Mark waved seeing Jordan and Daniel coming through the doors and they walked over laughing seeing the commotion that Ben and Mark were causing. Jordan nudged in 'Sorry I am next' he announced putting his arm around Ben giving him a squeeze. Ben saw the tattoos and recognised them immediately he swung around and kissed Jordan on the lips hugging him tight 'Where is he?' Ben said looking for Daniel and stepping towards him kissing and hugging him. Daniel and Jordan managed to get Ben and Mark through the crowd with help from airport security and to their car and the drive back to 321, Daniel sat up front with Ben whilst Ben and Jordan sat in the back. Ben handed the keys to Mark "Can you drive I am still a bit shaken up" he said. "Are you okay Ben" Daniel asked as they sat in the back seat. Ben smiled "Yeah it's just a bit nerve racking being recognised like this". Daniel put his arm around Ben "Does it happen like this all the time now?" he asked. "No that was the first time there has been a crowd like that gather" Ben replied settling back in his arm. Mark chuckled "I told him to take the limo but he wanted to drive" he chipped in. Ben flicked Mark's ear "Next time I will listen to you". They arrived home by 6pm and Ben gave Daniel a tour of the house after they were shown their bedroom. Showered and ready Mark had called for the limo from Liongate, it would be a squeeze at it normally sat 6 comfortably. Angelo, Ethan, Franco and Stefan arrived at 6.45pm and Stefan was introduced to Daniel and Jordan and hit it off, albeit Stefan still felt a little out of place and uneasy at being thrown in to social gatherings like this which was really unheard of for staff, introductions over they set off to Chateau Marmont, Daniel was excited as he had wanted to see the place but never had the time on his brief visits to LA. The limo pulled up outside to a flurry of activity as several staff came over to open the doors, the general manager was aware of the Davenport booking, and quickly did some jiggling before evening service by moving a pop star from the owners terrace on to the lower terrace. The owners terrace was a bit more private and used at the gm's discretion, not being use to be getting trumped like this Taylor Swift was not impressed as she always got the private terrace and wondered who was getting the terrace tonight, she kept a close eye from her group to see who was arriving and where they went desperate to find out. Mark and Ben lead the group through the doors in to the reception where the general manager came over straight away seeing Mark and Ben entering. "Mr & Mr Davenport how honoured we are to have you dine here" Carly exclaimed. Mark shook her hand "Thank you for fitting us in last minute" he replied. She smiled and shook hands with Ben "Welcome you two are adorable" she said to Ben smiling. Carly stopped in her tracks "Mr Salinger how wonderful to see you here" she said excitedly noticing him lurking. "Thank you, maybe you could show me around one day" Daniel replied in his business way. Carly smiled "Absolutely" she handed him her card "Call me and I will be happy to show you around". "Jordan" she said "I remember you at the opening party of the Salinger LA, how are you?". Jordan smiled "Very well thanks I enjoyed our chat, hope you are well?" she nodded and smiled. "Oh" she blushed a little "Angelo isn't it, yes the talk of the party" Carly said shaking his hand. Angelo looked a little embarrassed "Hi was I indeed?" he asked. Carly smiled "You was by far the man of the party and people want to know you" she said. He was still none the wiser what she meant "okay strange" he chuckled. "Ah and if I remember correctly Angelo this is your husband to be Ethan isn't it?" she said holding her hand out. Ethan smiled "Yes" he replied somewhat taken back that she knew who he was. And so it went on for 5 minutes as she met Franco double taking and then nodding when it was explained he was related to Angelo, Stefan was introduced as Angelo and Ethan's trusted friend and not housekeeper which he found amusing. Carly personally escorted them through the hotel to the terrace and up the few step on a beautifully adorned private terrace with thousands of small LED's lights providing the lighting and overlooking the main terrace. Taylor recognised Mark Davenport and knew instantly why she was relegated to the lower terrace, the Davenport name was way more important than fame or money itself to those in the know. She pulled Carly aside and asked if she would introduce her to the Mark and Ben, but Carly patted her arm and apologised saying it was a private party but she would ask none the less. Carly went off to fetch the sommelier and appointed two of her best waiters to the owners terrace who she thought the group of guys might appreciate. She returned with the sommelier and said to Mark that the champagne was on the house and Mark pointed to Ben, Franco and Ethan saying two glasses only as they were underage, she nodded and spoke to the sommelier. Carly spoke to Mark "I am sorry to ask this Mr Davenport but Taylor Swift would like to meet you". Ben chuckled "Eww really" he said and Ethan laughed with him. "Ben, Ethan do you want to meet her?" Mark asked making sure they knew it was their decision. Ethan shook his head "Not really" and Ben nodded in agreement. "I'm sorry Carly can you let her down gently" Mark laughed. Carly smiled "I get all the good jobs" she laughed "I will let her down gently. Stefan relaxed more and began to come out of his shell as the evening progressed Ethan told him how much he and Angelo and grown to love him being around and to relax more at home. Stefan never one to wear his emotions on his sleeve confided to Ethan how happy they had made him and their friendship had brought him out of a dark place since his split up and was now ready to move on and forget about his disastrous relationship. Franco was getting ever more attached to Stefan he couldn't understand why he was drawn to him but deep down he had feelings for him and his very candid openness just draw him in every time they were near. Franco a little bothered by his feelings went and stood at the terrace edge looking over and past the lower terrace, Angelo had noticed a change in him the last few days and wondered if he was missing Miami, whilst everyone was engaged in their noisy conversation he walked over to join him. "Are you going to tell me what's going on Franco" Angelo asked leaning next to him. Franco looked at him "Nothing going on Elo" he replied patting his cousins arm. Angelo put his arm around him "Your not fooling me, somethings wrong Franco". Franco sighed "I quite like him" he began to say. "I know you do" Angelo interrupted him. Franco looked at him again "Not Josh" he said. Angelo nodded "I know, but I am guessing your worried how Josh will react". Franco shook his head "How the hell do you know all of this?" he asked quietly. "You have never been able to hide anything from me, Ethan noticed as well" Angelo said hugging him tighter. Franco sighed again "I can't fight it Elo but he also works for you and it could make life hell". Angelo nodded "I know, I am not saying no but just be aware and don't go crashing in, take your time". Franco smiled "He is so out of my league though not sure if the flirting when we met was real" he replied. "He watches you when your in the pool or sunbathing" Angelo said "and we see you watching him". "Dam" Franco said half angrily "what am I to do?" he asked looking at Angelo. Angelo chuckled "Well tomorrows party find out if he feels the same you will know straight away". "Easy for you to say you know what your doing" Franco replied laughing as he cheered up. Angelo kissed him on the head "When you get the opportunity grab it, lets get back to this evening". Franco looked back at the table "Yeah it's been a great night and I could fuck Jordan". Angelo slapped his ass "That is out of bounds he is Daniel's, and don't worry about Josh he is loved up". Franco smiled "I know, although I wish I had met Bobby first" he laughed "He is quite stunning". They turned to walk back to the table "Your quite a catch as well Franco, I would do you" Angelo chuckled. "That's disgusting Elo, but kind of hot but I know Ethy wouldn't be amused by that" Franco punched Angelo's arm. "Oh here they are" Ethan said as they returned to the table "What have you two been up to?" he asked laughing. Angelo sat down "Talking about how much I would love to bed my cousin" he replied. "Your perverted" Franco said laughing "Ethy do you know what you have on your hands here". Ethan laughed "Oh yes he shows me every night". Stefan laughed and caught Franco's eye "I should know I can hear them at it". "No you can't" Ethan screamed with laughter "Anyway I am usually biting the pillow". Ben made a vomiting sound "To much information" he said then looked at Stefan "Does it turn you on?" he laughed. Stefan heaved with laughter and glanced at Franco "Oh yes but many things do". Franco knew that was directed straight at him "I would bang Ethy in a second" he said eyes fixed on Stefan. "Me to" Ben piped up "and you as well, and you and you and you and most definitely you and you". "Alright Ben I think we know your a bigger slut that you make out" Mark laughed kissing his husband. "So who would you like to bang Stefan" Mark asked out of the blue giggling. Stefan shook his head "Truth or dare?" he replied "I will go for all of you to be fair and equal". "Boring" Daniel and Ethan both said at the same time and laughed. Ben went and stood behind Stefan grabbing his arm making it point around the table "Let's see where it stops". Stefan tried fought off Ben but was laughing to much "Ben that's not fair your putting me in a predicament". Ben moved Stefan's arm back and forward and then stopped it "Oh look" it's me he laughed. Everyone started chanting Ben Ben Ben "Not a chance you horny boy" Stefan said giggling. Ben leaned over and kissed Stefan several times and looked around "Who's next?" Stefan grabbed Ben and sat him on his lap "Stop pimping me out" he laughed wrestling with Ben's hands. "We did warn you Stefan" Mark said sitting back with tears rolling down his face from laughing so much. "Come on Ben stop molesting poor Stefan" Angelo said. It was gone midnight when Mark noticed the time and called for the bill "Guys we should go" he said. Ben reached in his pocket "I need to get this otherwise father in law will tell me off" he chuckled. Mark leaned over and kissed him "Keeping him happy now are we" he chuckled. "He told me off as I hadn't used it and I felt guilty" Ben professed up. Everyone was getting cards out saying they would split the bill but Ben put his foot down quite firmly. The limo dropped everyone off at their homes. Ben collapsed on the sofa next to Daniel and had a quick kiss then cuddled up thanking Ben for a great evening out, they both had fallen asleep in each others arms by the time Jordan and Mark came in from a late night swim in the pool. "What do we do?" Mark asked looking at Jordan. Jordan smiled "Grab a blanket and let them sleep" he suggested. Mark smiled "Are you okay with this I mean I can carry him to bed". Jordan put his arm around Mark "I think we know you both well enough Mark" he said. Mark looked down at them "Our boys" he chuckled "want to bunk down with me?" Jordan nodded. Ben woke wondering where he was at 4am and was surprised to find he was on the sofa but even more so that he was laying in Daniel's arms who woke up. "God what happened?" Ben said startled sitting up right. Daniel rubbed his eyes "Guess we fell asleep" he said noticing they were still fully clothed. Gathering their senses they stood up and wandered upstairs to their bedrooms. Ben quietly called Daniel back nodding, Daniel chuckled seeing Mark and Jordan sleeping together, they crept in and undressed totally naked and were about to slip in besides them when Daniel snickered and looked at Ben indicating for him to get in next to Jordan and he next Mark. Ben had to put his hand over his mouth to stop him laughing as they switched around having a quick kiss at the foot of the bed trying not to laugh. Daniel made a small noise supressing his giggling 'Get in to bed you two' Jordan said without moving, Ben slipped under the sheet naked noticing that Jordan still had his underwear on, Daniel climbed in next to Mark. Ben settled down and Jordan put his arm over him 'Hello Ben' he said quietly as his body began to shake holding the giggling in as much as possible, he was half expecting Jordan to kick him out of bed but his arm moved further around hugging him. Daniel laid on his stomach holding his breath as Mark turned over laying against Daniel 'Your both very funny' he muttered before falling back to sleep. It was Just after 9am when Daniel turned over and came face to face with Mark, he only knew when absently minded his hand caressed the beardless face causing him to open his eyes in bewilderment before he recalled what Ben and he did when they sneaked up to bed. Daniel was about to slip out of bed but Mark who was awake pretended to be sleeping and threw his arm around Daniel holding him tight up against him. He found it hard to keep a straight face and snickered. "Who is being funny now?" Daniel whispered his face mere inches from Mark. Mark smiled "Payback for you two trying to trick us this morning" he replied opening one eye. Daniel laughed quietly and kissed Mark "Silly joke gone wrong" he said putting his arm around Mark cuddling him. "Nice joke though" Mark smiled rolling on to his back and forcing Daniel to lay up against him. Daniel's head rest up against Mark's neck "Well I never imagined the weekend would be like this" Daniel said. Mark casually grinned "Yeah you like it though, your just as bad as Ben" he said kissing his head. Daniel tweaked Mark's nipple "Alright I admit it is nice but I am not where near as bad a him". "Yes you are and you can stop doing that or I will kiss you properly "Mark said grabbing Daniel's hand. Jordan rolled on to his back bringing Ben with him so he laid on top of Jordan "Morning" he said. Daniel laughed and Ben looked at him and Mark "We seem to have the wrong men" he said trapped in Jordan's arms. Mark laughed "Want yours back Jordan?" he asked looking them both smiling. Jordan shook his head "Not yet I like holding this little one" he replied rubbing Ben's head. "Good as I like cuddling your man" Mark laughed "half an hour then change" he said. Jordan laughed "Agreed" he said as Ben ran his hand through Jordan's beard then kissed him tenderly. Daniel laid there watching Jordan and Ben and looked at Mark "Can I kiss you?" he asked Mark. Mark smiled pulling Daniel closer "You have to" he said pressing his lips up against Daniel's. After a few minutes Mark rolled Daniel to his other side then slipped out of bed, his erection plain to see in his underwear, Jordan rolled Ben Over and slipped out the other side of the bed with a similar look in his underwear. They stood and watched Daniel and Ben cuddle each other and kiss. Mark and Jordan smiled at each other and Mark slipped his underwear off calling to Ben that he needed a shower to cool off. Ben apologised to Daniel and said he had to go and sex his husband in the shower causing Daniel to laugh, Jordan looked at Daniel 'Well' he said, Daniel kicked the sheets off him and jumped out of bed knowing full well that Jordan needed him, they walked briskly down the hallway in to their bedroom where Jordan whipped his underwear off and pulled Daniel in to the shower. Daniel rubbed his face against Jordan's beard then sought his mouth with urgency almost drooling from his aroused state, there was no tenderness as they entered the shower and turned the water on. Faced up against the shower wall Jordan slapped his ass twice and pushed his cock up against Daniel's ass rubbing it hard against his hole until he couldn't hold back any more, slowly he pushed up and angled it allowing the head of his cock to slip in, Daniel threw his head back and moaned his hands grabbing Jordan's ass pulling him forward until the shaft began it's journey deeper inside his body. Jordan wrapped his arms around Daniel's waist kissing his neck and biting moving up until he could slip his tongue in the eagerly waiting mouth, his thrusting erratic trying to hold off but it was no use 'fuck' he shouted and pushed up hard feeling his cock pulsing and tightening his arms around Daniel almost lifting him off the floor. Daniel pulled Jordan's ass closer to him, his legs trembled feeling his own orgasm building and erupting his head dropped back on Jordan's neck and he moaned and wriggled his ass feeling Jordan's erection. Panting and catching their breath Jordan chuckled as he felt Daniel pushing back on to his cock. He picked up some shower gel and began to wash Daniel as he slowly extracted his cock. Daniel sat on the edge of the bath drying himself off giggling. Jordan smiling at him drying his hair "What's so funny?" he asked. Daniel dried in between his toes "That was some crazy sex we just did" he said standing up. "You don't think we overstepped the mark with them?" he asked looking at Daniel seriously. Daniel shook his head "I don't think so, they seemed to be just as turned on as us" he laughed. Jordan smiled at him "Your not upset I got turned on by Ben?" he questioned Daniel. Daniel laughed "No, I mean I was just as randy after being in Mark's arms most of the night" he replied. "You don't need to tell me I just experienced how horny you was" Jordan said kissing Daniel on the head. Daniel patted Jordan's ass "It's nice to have that closeness with someone else without any expectation". Jordan laughed "Let's face it you and Ben started it off thinking it was funny to swap places". Daniel kissed Jordan "Didn't fool Mark or you though". Daniel and Jordan wandered downstairs to the kitchen where Mark had made coffee "Better now?" Mark asked. They burst out laughing "You could say that" Daniel responded "Where is Ben?" he asked looking around. Mark laughed "Recovering I was so horny I had to do him twice" he laughed "here he is". Ben walked in dressed only in shorts "Danny remind me never to let you sleep with my husband again" he laughed. "I thought you were walking funny" Daniel said bursting out in laughter. Ben walked over to Daniel "Very funny" he grabbed Daniel and kissed him several times "minty". "What was that for?" Daniel asked holding Ben in his arms. "You and Jordan for being our friends" Ben replied. Mark and Jordan took their coffees outside "Thank you for letting us stay Mark" Jordan said sitting down. "Jordan it is a pleasure you can stay here anytime you want and I hope you will" Mark replied. Jordan smiled "We will, having all of your group as friends has brought back the Danny I fell in love with". "What are you two up to?" Daniel asked carrying some envelopes. Jordan looked up and smiled "Drinking coffee, oh good you brought them down". Daniel handed them to Mark "These are invites for everyone to our wedding in the UK" he said smiling. Mark kissed him "Thank you I will make sure everyone attends" he replied winking. "My father has held off 10 rooms at the London Salinger for you all" Daniel said hugging Mark and Ben. Ben hugged Jordan "Wow London amazing" he enthused obviously excited. Daniel laughed "I would have thought with your money you would have been already". Ben shook his head "Nah only been to Barbados so far". Mark chuckled "Oh I did promise to make love to you all around the world" he grinned at Ben. "So you did, we better get going, to the party that is don't want to miss the fun" Ben said taking the cups to the sink. They left the house and walked along the road to Angelo and Ethan's place swimwear in hand, Ben pointed out some of the mansions they passed and who lived in them until they turned on to St Cloud and on to the driveway, Daniel joked about how close they lived to everyone seeing the roofs of Liongate over the tress behind Angelo and Ethan's place. They were both impressed by the ranch style house that sprawled across the plot, Ben nodded and whilst he loved living with Mark at St Pierre he actually missed Liongate even though it was only around the corner. They wandered through on to the terrace where Ethan, Franco and Josh were already in the pool fooling around. Bobby ran over seeing Jordan and Daniel and hugged them both, Jordan kissed Bobby after telling how good it was to see him again and despite their history there was no awkwardness between them just a type of friendship very rare with a one off fuck. Bobby put his arm around Daniel and pulled him out to the terrace where the boys beckoned him in the pool. Ben tore past Daniel fully naked and jumped in to join his boys, Daniel laughed but found it incredibly hot seeing them all there and noticing each one was naked. Angelo walked up and gave Daniel a kiss holding the boys swimwear and telling them to put them on before the other guests arrived. "Come on Danny" Ethan called to him "Get your kit off and join us". Daniel laughed "I don't think so I will keep mine on" he replied in his perfect British accent. Ben splashed water at him "Stop being so British and get them off, he slept naked with me last night". "Ben!, no I didn't" Daniel responded in shock but giggling "Well with Mark I did" he gave a cheesy grin. Daniel shrugged his shoulders then dropped his swimwear and jumped in where he was immediately set on by Josh and Ben laughing as he tried to fend them off. Ethan joined Franco swimming around as he distinctly knew something was wrong, they swam and Ethan indicated they go in to the grotto. "What's wrong?" Ethan asked swimming up next to him. Franco smiled "Nothing and it's not Josh before you ask" he replied. Ethan kissed him "Come on Franco talk to me". Franco turned and leaned against the edge of the pool "I want what you all have" he said. "What is stopping you then?" Ethan asked putting his arm around him. Franco looked at him "I guess the fear of another person like Joaquim, I felt so hurt by him". Ethan nodded it was the first time he actually opened up about it "You need someone to put trust in". Franco nodded "Yeah I don't want to go through that again, I mean I nearly destroyed Josh". "No" Ethan said abruptly "Josh was to blame he was told not to fall for you". "He was?" Franco asked looking at Ethan surprised at this news. "Yes, but mostly down to you being straight" Ethan said using air quotes then laughing. Franco smiled "I thought I was but I found enjoyment with both sexes" he admitted to Ethan. "Have you got your eye on anyone that lives close" Ethan asked grinning at him. Franco rested his head back "Fuck off Ethy, you know" he chuckled and kissed him. Ethan moved in and gave Franco a proper kiss and looked at him "Take your time it will happen". Franco put his arms around Ethan "Thanks Ethy I can see why Angelo loves you". "Just remember to play it down, but don't be afraid he seems to be quite taken by you" Ethan said moving away. Josh appeared and dragged Ethan's legs pulling him out of the grotto, Franco followed making a beeline for Josh who immediately called for back up from Ben, but he was sat on the edge of the pool with his arm around Daniel laughing. Stefan walked out and put plates and glasses on the table. "Stefan come here" Ben called out "Come and meet Daniel, Danny, Dano, Dan" Daniel pushed Ben back in the pool. "I never realised how much of handful they actually are, I was warned" Stefan said approaching Daniel. Daniel laughed "Never a dull moment, I'm Daniel, Danny to friends" he said standing. Stefan smiled "Stefan, Stefan to friends" he chuckled and gave Daniel a hug. Daniel put on his swimwear and walked with Stefan back to the house "Are you a friend of Angelo?" he asked. Stefan laughed "No you wouldn't think so I look after them, I am their housekeeper" he replied. "Really?" Daniel said sounding surprised. Stefan nodded "I know it is bizarre as I have never been treated this way" he said smiling to Angelo. Angelo chuckled "He is one of the most sought after housekeepers in Bel Air but he is ours period". Stefan laughed "For now" he said wagging a finger at Angelo as Daniel laughed at the antics. "No you belong here with us, your part of our family" Angelo laughed looking at Stefan. Stefan shook his head "Okay" he said "For you I will stay as long as you want me here". At that moment Stefan felt an extraordinary sense of belonging from the look Angelo gave him. It would not stop the bombardment of job offers with some offering exceptional salaries but he would remain faithful to Angelo and Ethan for welcoming him in their home with such openness and friendship. Pedro arrived at the house a little shy at first until he saw Josh who had bonded with as they spent a lot of time together at Liongate, he soon relaxed and helped Stefan preparing the food. Dimitri pulled in to the drive and could hear the laughter and noise coming from the pool terrace, it was Angelo's insistence that he came to the party as it would give him a chance to see the finished pool and interiors that Heike had designed. Dimitri rang the door bell and waited surprised to see Mark opened the door who welcomed him in, Ethan appeared and gave him a warm hug and kiss on the cheek seeing the sexy Ukranian standing there in shorts and t-shirt nearly drove him wild, his accent and looks combined with seeing more of his body could melt any heart. Ethan took him by the hand pushing Mark out of the way jokingly dragged him through the house with Mark following on behind laughing at how mushy Ethan went. Dimitri stopped in the family room "Wow this place is so different who did the interior?" he asked. "Ben's mother-in-law, she did their house round the corner as well" Ethan said stopping with him. "It's amazing you must give me her details" Dimitri said looking over every inch of the room. Ethan chuckled "Later you can have a proper look around, come and meet everyone". Ethan had Dimitri down to his swimming shorts before he finished the introductions and was a hit with all the young guys and kept asking him to say things in his sexy accent. Stefan came out with a pitcher of lemonade and placed it on the table not noticing Dimitri sitting at the edge of the pool with Ethan. "Lemonade boys" Stefan called out, Dimitri stood up and turned around looking directly at him. "Stefan" he said unable to form any other words. Stefan gazed back at him "Oh no" he turned and ran back inside crashing in to Angelo. "You look like you see a ghost Stefan" Angelo said holding on his arm. Stefan had a tear running down his face "Let me go Angelo, why did you invite him here?". Angelo looked confused "Who?" he asked "Dimitri?" he said and Stefan nodded. "Yes, he is the last person I want to see" Stefan said looking anxious and upset. Angelo twigged "Oh my god, I'm so sorry Stefan I didn't know, I mean you never said who it was" he cuddled Stefan. Dimitri walked in to the kitchen "Stefan don't do this" he said seeing him in Angelo's arms. "You have the nerve to say that" Stefan looked over his shoulder at him "what you did to me and you say that". Dimitri looked at Angelo "I should go, there is to much tension between us" he said turning to go. Stefan Moved from Angelo's arms "No you should stay you have been invited" he said. Angelo looked at them both "I don't know what went on, but neither of you can move on until you talk". Dimitri nodded knowing that Angelo was right "Stefan" he said. "If it is over at least part as friends put it behind you and move forward with your lives" Angelo suggested. Stefan half smiled "One of these days I will get one up on you" he joked kissing him on the cheek. Angelo smiled "You can try" he said "Sit here and talk, take as long as you need" Angelo left them. He walked out on to the terrace and just said to give them some time alone to talk, Ethan figured out what was going on and discreetly told Franco and Ben whilst Angelo told the others. They carried on enjoying themselves but often glancing towards the bi-fold doors in to the family room watching the two figures sat opposite each other hands gesturing, leaning back, some 45 minutes had passed when Dimitri walked out followed by Stefan. Franco had tensed up at the beginning when he found out and Angelo took him for a walk around the garden calming him down, telling him to keep his cool and not get upset or involved, Franco nodded albeit somewhat unhappy on the inside at what the outcome may be, it just seemed every time he got interested a spanner was thrown in the works. Stefan walked over to Angelo "Are you okay Stefan?" Angelo asked putting his arm around him. "Yes, it was the shock of seeing him as we didn't part of the best of terms" Stefan replied. Angelo nodded "Did you clear the air with him?" he asked. Stefan nodded and smiled "I don't feel anything for him, I thought I did but talking to him made me realise". Angelo kissed him "I'm glad and as you know you can never leave here" he said smiling. Stefan laughed and stroked Angelo's face "Thank you for everything Angelo" he said kissing him on the cheek. "Ethan and I like you being around to much to loose you" Angelo said letting him go. Franco had never met Dimitri and he was suspicious when he found out that he was Stefan's partner, all he knew now was they had talked and cleared the air and that was all everyone was told apart from Angelo and Ethan. Still he gave him a wide berth and cautiously watched him as he went to help Stefan and Angelo bringing food out, his heart sinking further as Dimitri and Stefan chatted and laughed. He decided to go for a swim and dived in to the pool swimming towards Ben and Pedro who sat on the steps in the shallow end, they looked like they were deep in conversation but smiling and chuckling. Ever since Ben found out about Pedro being an orphan and homeless he always made an effort to see him at least twice a week at Liongate, weather just to swim or hang out. Despite him being the same age as Mark his looks were fairly ordinary and he stood at five feet nine inches making him a little taller than Ben by a one inch. Ben was not physically attracted to Latino guys but Pedro was a fair skin Latino with jet black hair and deep drown eyes, ever since he was taken in by the Davenports he hit it off with Mark and became very close companions growing up, in fact he spent more time playing with Mark than working but Lucy and David encouraged this and treated him with much kindness. He had grown in to a fine person with much of Mark's traits rubbing off on him. Ben knew that Pedro was gay and would often go out late in the evening to meet a hook up he found on line, there was a shy pleasantness about him that prevented him from becoming to emotionally involved with guys. Sex was just a means for an hours excitement he never stayed with his tricks longer than necessary and never divulged where or whom he worked for. He sat there with his arm around Ben as they chatted watching Franco swimming over them. "You look sad Franco" Pedro said as he came to a stop in front of them. Franco sat besides Pedro "Sad?" he replied "Nah I'm okay, just thoughts running through my head". Pedro put his other arm around Franco "It is good to see you back here". Franco smiled "You still scared of my cousin?" he chuckled. "Me, yes and of you" Pedro replied smiling. "Your scared of Angelo?" Ben asked then clicked "Oh it's because of Ethan isn't it?" he said. Pedro looked at him "I like him and would like to get to know him better". "What's stopping you then?" Franco asked genuinely surprised by this. "Your cousin and you are built to destroy" Pedro laughed. Franco splashed water at him "Don't be daft Angelo is a softy under all that". "And you?" Pedro asked splashing him back. Franco sighed "Don't know, kind of lost at the moment" he replied sounding disheartened. Ben stood up and waded in the water "We need to find you both lovers" he said splashing them both. Pedro and Franco looked at each other then at Ben who was now beating a hastily retreat in the pool seeing them both heading towards him. He swam as fast as he could but Pedro was a very good swimmer and caught Ben before he could get away. Ethan dragged Stefan down to the pool leaving the rest of them sat on the outdoor sofas talking loudly, they jumped in hand in hand laughing. Ethan clamped his legs around Stefan who wrapped his arms around Ethan's body in a gentle bearhug, Ethan rested his head against Stefan's shoulder who initially was a little cautious about how close and intimate he was being. "I think I should let go of you, I don't want to upset Angelo" Stefan chuckled. Ethan looked at him "Oh he knows how I feel about you" he replied. Stefan waded deeper in to the water until only their heads showed above water "And how is that?" he asked. Ethan smiled "Oh you turn me on big time, your so sexy" he teased. Stefan shook his head "As sexy as you are Ethan I don't..." Ethan stopped him. "You think I am sexy" he cooed "Don't worry Stefan I only and will only have sex with Angelo, he is mine". Stefan smiled "And this is okay?". Ethan nodded "You must have noticed how close and comfortable we all are with each other?" he asked. "Yes" Stefan nodded "It feels a little strange sometimes" he replied. Ethan laughed "You should get use to it, it is just how we are and it keeps our friendships real". Stefan chuckled "Am I a friend, I thought I worked for you both?". Ethan looked at him "Sort of, you have become part of our family which is more than just a friend". "Ahh how very sweet of you" he said hugging Ethan tighter. "Sweet" Ethan laughed "Don't be fooled" he replied then kissed him on the lips "nice sensual lips you got". Stefan hugged him tighter again "I needed this today Ethan, thank you". "I suppose we should rescue Ben looks like he is in trouble" Ethan said nodding at calls for help Ben was making. They both swam over seeing Pedro holding Ben with his arms pinned by his side as Franco tortured his body by tickling and tweaking his nipples. Ethan told Stefan to take on Franco and he looked with a why the hell do I have take the muscled one on look. Stefan caught Franco by surprise and pulled him away. "Oh so your getting involved now are you" Franco said twisting trying to get out of Stefan's hold on him. Stefan laughed strangely turned on "Struggle all you like, you need to pick on someone your own size". Franco chuckled trying to prise the arms from around his body "You mean like you?" he teased him. "When your man enough" Stefan said laughing as Franco stopped struggling. Franco turned his head "You don't think I am man enough eh?" he began struggling again. Stefan held firm "Your going to be my bitch make no mistake about that" he said not sure where those words came from. Franco laughed "Oh no your going to be my bitch or you will suffer" he said beginning to prise the arms off him. Stefan knew he was beginning to loose control "Bring it on bitch" he replied abruptly letting go and swimming off. Franco gave chase he was not about to let Stefan have the last word, Angelo watched with a big grin on his face until Mark slapped him on the leg. Stefan run up the steps and around the pool behind the grotto but Franco was high tailing him, he dodged him and ran back out along the grass but realised he was running out of places to go. Franco caught him around the waist and wrestled him to the ground coming to a stop on top of Stefan they were both laughing and panting heavily as they began rolling around on the grass trying to get the upper hand on each other. Mark watched Angelo's face "I think Franco has met his match in more ways than one" he said to him. Angelo smiled "Hopefully" he replied. "I'm glad to see him like his" Dimitri joined in the conversation. Angelo looked apologetically at him "I'm sorry if that is upsetting you Dimitri". Dimitri smiled "No, it is nice to see him laughing again". "What about you?" Mark asked "I see you looking at Pedro". Dimitri looked ashamed "I'm sorry" he said with his Ukranian accent. Mark laughed "Pedro is a lovely guy but upset him and I will break your legs". "Mark!" Angelo said looking seriously at him "where the hell did that come from". Mark looked stunned "Sorry I didn't mean it to sound like that, just that I will if anyone upsets him". Angelo looked at Dimitri "They grew up together Dimitri, he is very protective of him". "Sorry Dimitri please don't be offended" Mark said biting his tongue. Dimitri smiled "I get it Mark, but at the moment I am not ready for anything". Mark smiled at him "I'm not saying no but tread carefully with him if you do fancy him". "Don't worry, our family is the same at protecting only we break legs and arms" Dimitri replied laughing. Stefan finally got back in control of Franco was laying there in fits of laughter, Stefan stood and walked off leaving him on he grass, he looked back at Franco and smiled who had the biggest grin on his face.

Part 3. As he stood there motionless to gather his thoughts, I was quite. Looking around questioning myself of why I was there. The thought, again, came across my mind of why Jason referred to “We” in his email introduction. Finally, I spoke up. “Uh, I’m not totally clueless. I suspect that you want to have a threeway, right?” My cock became hard in saying that. Jason turned around and looked at me with a deviant look on his face. He was glowing from the flames off the fireplace. His eyes were aglow with shimmering red from the reflection of the flames of the fire. Jason spoke, “You are so right! But it’s more than a threeway. My ‘family’…my ‘brothers’ and I number in size. We would love to have you join us.” “Well, you can count me in. It sounds like a hot time!” I said. “When?” Jason reached out with his arm and latched onto my arm to literally lift me up from the couch. We went down the dark hallway. I literally was holding on to him in the darkness. We went to a back room. And, stopped. He snapped his finger and a dirty dingy dull light came on. It was a sleazy bedroom with black walls with scribbled in red glossy paint, various sayings, quote, symbol and prayers. and, a dirty large bed. Jason reach into the closet and said “ strip down and put this robe on.” he turn and reached to an adjoining side door, into another bedroom. As I stripped, I flung off my clothes to the side. I picked up the black robe and dropped it on me. It was silky smooth and felt good against my body. Jason already was standing in the doorway and told me to follow him. I think Jason was admiring my naked body from afar. We went back down the hallway and to another hallway that was much shorter in length. At the end, Jason open the door and a warm breeze came out. It let to stairs that were dimly lit. There was a scent of innocence burning. The stairs creaked as I stepped down barefoot. At the base of the stairs, Jason flung on his hood and grabbed mine to cover up my head. We walled down a corridor that had black smooth walls that glistened. Off in the distant was chanting. And a putrid piss smell wafting into my nostrils. It smelled like a mens bathroom that had never been cleaned. At the end of the corridor was a room that was lit by candles. I can see shadows on the wall moving and swaying. The chanting became louder. I stood at the end of the corridor and I was amazed to see it vastly open up into a large sub open space. In the center of the room was a slab. Around the room were a dozen or so men in similar black robes standing and swaying around the altar. Chanting in the back ground from an unknown source. Around the room were idols of demon like figure. Grotesque faces looking down from the corner ceiling. And a couple of cauldrons that were bubbling away with the smell of piss. I guess I hesitated too long, because Jason pushed me further in with his body to block me from leaving. Escorted up to the black/gray slab altar I was able to see the entry way being sealed off by a thick door. The spacious room was black walls. There were pentagrams on the walls and the floor. aside from various demon figures was a large horned figure with an enormous cock holding an orb that shined dull red. A voice spoke up from one of the hooded figures. “Welcome brothers! HAIL Sarah Palin!”. All returned a reply! “HAIL Sarah Palin!”

When there's a BOND between the TOP and BOTTOM...its really magical in nature; because, it seems everything works like a well functioning piece of equipment. The physical, mental and spiritual BOND between the individual's is so powerful you can see and feel the sparks that radiates between everyone. I have enjoyed being on both ends of the sling...and its really...not a pump and dump situation for ME...its all about the connection and how connected we can make each other feel like...there won't be another fuck'n like this ever again. So, I feel when I give everything back and forth...its like an addiction for the BOTH of US....sharing that SPECIAL ...connection...NO PULL OUTS...NO INHIBITIONS...just...hardcore ....cock and ball's deep 'animal lusts'....MORE...until...the loads are running out the hole...and getting sticky wet for MORE...harder and deeper fuck'n.