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I used to meet up regularly with a FB. But since I moved to another part of the city, we were not able to get together nearly as often. Today, out of the blue, I got a text from him saying that he was going to be near me and would have some extra time. I jumped at the chance to see him – and get fucked by him. I hadn't seen him in over a year. He told me he wanted me to wear a blindfold and be ready for him in bed. He had often had me wear blindfolds, use neckties to secure my wrists, and other hot play, so I knew he had not lost his touch. Soon, I was laying in bed in a jock and a blindfold when I heard the door open. I tingled all over. Our play was always hot and he knew how to ratchet it up. He made his way to the bedroom and I heard him taking off his clothes. He crawled in bed and we started making out. Soon, he was entering my ass raw. He fucked me for a long time, guiding me into different positions since I couldn’t see through the blindfold. At one point, he had me laying on my stomach while he laid on my back, still pushing his dick in and out of me. He reached around and felt my crotch. I was limp, so he started to pull his hand out from under me. I grabbed his had and put it back on my jock-covered crotch. He stopped for a moment and asked me if I was enjoying myself. I answered that I was enjoying it very much. And then I somewhat surprised him by telling him that I had tried to train my cock to stay soft when getting fucked. It made me feel more submissive and it showed that only his cock mattered. He seemed to like that idea. He rubbed my soft cock a few strokes and then pulled his hand out. He seemed to be no longer interested in my crotch. I victory for me. I moaned a “Yes Sir” as he removed his hand. That got me several hard poundings in a row. Sub heaven! He had been fucking me for about 45 minutes when I started begging for his cum. I wanted his load in my hole. I can’t actually feel a guy’s cum being shot into my hole very often. But I felt his cum vollies then. He kept stroking in and out, making my hole extra slippery with his cum. I was then begging for him to push his load deep in my hole. He finally collapsed on me and laid there for a minute. When he caught his breath, he rolled over onto his back beside. I pulled off the blindfold and immediately leaned over to kiss him. Once we broke the kiss, I was going to lay back down. That’s when I saw it. He had a bio-hazard tattoo just below his navel. I froze. He followed my stare down to his tattoo. He said, “Oh yeah, there’s been a few changes since we last got together.” I couldn’t move. Well, most of me couldn’t move. He finally reached over and grabbed my rock hard erection still trapped in my jock. I didn’t realize that my dick had responded. Of course, dicks don’t lie. And he knew it. He said, “Looks like your training only works when I am still fucking you. And it looks like its ok that I didn’t tell you beforehand.” I finally snapped out of my trance. I looked him in the eyes, smiled, and then leaned in to kiss him again. Once we broke the kiss, I told him that I loved him. I don’t know where that came from. But that is how I felt at that moment. I loved him. I had his toxic load in my hole, my hole that he had beat up for the last 45 minutes. I finally nodded my agreement. I said, “Yes, I want you to be my Daddy. You will have to find a way to come over more until I test positive.” He just smiled. He had me. He knew it and I knew it. I wanted him to convert me. And we were well on our way.

As I stared in shock garret began stripping his clothes off. “You see son” garret said “ about twelve or so years ago I met your mother and father. We met at a bar and I soon realized their secret, they were both bottom sluts. They would go around getting guys to breed both of them because your mom and dad are both total cum whores.” Garret got his shirt off revealing massive nipple piercings almost as big as that in his septum, along with a hairy barrel chest covered in tattoos. He grabbed my father’s head and stuffed it into his pits as he continued undressing. “They were completely willing to take my raw cock, though I didn’t tell them I was poz, and once they had a taste it was so good they agreed to be my slaves.” He said as he took his jeans off. Underneath he wore only a filthy jock that clearly had never been washed and was stretched to the edge with a massive bulge. “ both your parents couldn’t get enough, though you were so young I doubt you remember but one would take turns taking care of you for a few days while the other got high as a kite and took my toxic seed non-stop for days” he pulled the jock down revealing a nearly nine inch long soft cock, it was nearly as thick as a beer can and tattooed same as the rest of him. At the tip gleamed a massive metal piercing with two sharp spikes. He took my fathers head from his pit and forced him to his knees before shoving the massive cock straight down his throat. “Now your parents knew this wouldn’t work forever so they had to come up with something new” he said as he violently fucked my fathers throat “ they thought about divorce so one could live with me full time and the other raise you, but they love each other too much for that.” Garret said, patting my father’s head “ so they came up with an idea, tell you your mother died so that she could live with me in ecstasy, while your father raises you slowly, preparing you to become my slave.” As garret finished he pull out of my father’s throat, flipped him around and the bottomed out into his hole as my dad moaned in pleasure. I was shocked, my mom was alive and not only had she left me for sex but both my parents had given me over to this man. “Dad is this true” I asked in horror “Ah-all of-OH it fuck Luke” he moaned out “don’t-uh worry son-oh god yes - masters cock is SO FUCKING GOOD fuck, you’ll love it” he was lying on the table now moaning incoherently. “So son what do you think are you ready to become my slave and join your family” garret said I stood up to leave “fuck y-uh” I began stumbling as my head began to swim, “I wondered when the g we put in the whiskey was gonna kick in, don’t worry son you’re fine, your dad and I just wanted to make sure you were in the right mindset to convert” “What did you” I slurrd out as I clutched the table. Garret pulled out of my father and grabbed me “shh son dont you worry just come sit over here with me” he whispered leading me to the couch. As my dad went to another room. “Now son I hate to say it but you were born to be a cumslut” garret said as we sat on the couch him pulling my body into him. He turn on the tv which blared a homosexual orgy as he said “I’m just making sure you make the right choice because I care for you like you’re my own son, I mean you practically are because I’ve fucked both your parents more times than they have fucked each other.” My dad walked back into the room with a tray of crystals,powders, and syringes. He placed it on the coffee table then kneeled at garrets feet. Garret took his arm from around me and said “strip son” I thought for a second and realized I needed to see what was so special about garret, I needed to know why my parents wanted him so much. I stood up and stripped my clothes off. I was slightly hairy and had a lot of hair around my ass. Garret kicked my father in the balls hard yelling “I thought I told you to put nair in his body wash you stupid fag” “I’m sorry master” my father begged from the ground “ I did but he never left it on long enough, but it is patchier” “You’re fucking useless, you know I was thinking about letting you fuck him tonight after I break him in but after this there’s no fucking way” garret said with disdain. “Just shove some crystal in his hole already we gotta get him going” “Yes master” my father said then forced me to lean over the table before violently forcing three fingers into me. My hole burned as he quickly rammed them in and out before picking up the four largest crystals and shoving them into my ass. If I thought my dads fingers hurt, these were awful. They burned like crazy and cut up the inside of my hole. My dad then changed from the normal porn to something stranger as the burning in my ass slowly turned to pleasure then craving I heard deep voices from the tv encouraging my slutty urges as I saw whores get fucked by big burley men. I soon realized it was only one man, Garret, Master, fucking, no, owning two people I recognized closely, my mom and dad. As I watched my parents get fucked I felt a hand enter my ass with next to no resistance, followed by murmurs behind me. The murmurs however were drowned out by the voices, they told me to accept my nature, give myself over to lust, and to follow my parents footsteps. After a while I felt the hand come out of me and turned around to see my master. The man who I needed more then anything. He say like a god, his heavenly cock erect in front of him. I tried to go down to suck him but felt myself held back. My father grabbed me and held my cock out. He took a string and wrapped it tight around the base. He then took a two needles and shoved them both into my cock pushing the plungers in before ripping off the string and beating my dick for a few seconds while I felt the tsunami of ecstasy roll over me. I then knelt down to take my gods offering. As his holy cock entered my mouth I tasted my fathers blood on his cock. Master allowed me no time to adjust before slamming all 12 inches of his rock hard cock into my mouth, cutting up my throat. As master began piston fucking my throat I felt more of the crystals enter my hole, along with other powders and liquids. After who knows how long, master pulled my throat off of his cock and pulled me to his face. “You’ve done such a good job faggot” my master said “but now is the hardest part. I’m going to claim you forever. I’m not sure if you’ll remember this tomorrow because we have given you a lot of different drugs and we’re going to keep giving you more but you love it don’t you slut” he said as I tried to speak in response but my throat was too bruised so I just moaned “Good boy now hold out your arms, I like my sluts flying” I held out both my arms as he and my father put syringes into both my arms before pushing them down. At this point I barely felt the added high but would gladly take any drug master gave me. I felt master turn me around and line his cock up with my hole. Violently he slammed all the way in and as I felt my hole tear in two a mix of cum and piss shot from my cock as I felt the most intense organs of my life. After what felt like hours I heard talking behind me “oh my god is that him” I heard a woman’s voice say “it is our boy is taking master like a champ.” My dad responded. I then heard master say “ your boy is doing great Claire in fact he might end up better then you, we’ve got him flying on damn near every drug under the sun and he only wants more.” I then saw the woman walking infront of me with my father. She was a short blond wearing only a tiny dress that did little to cover her massive breasts. “Hi sweetheart” she said to me taking my face in her hand “it’s been so long but I’m so proud of the slut you’ve become” she said as she kissed me and I just continued moaning. She then took two of the syringes off the tray and asked my father “what are these hun” “Ket and Heroin darling” he responded “Oh fun” she said “put your arms out for mommy sweetheart she needs to get you higher” I did as she told me and felt another wave of pleasure overtake me as she shot the drugs into my system. My mom and dad stayed with me, continuing to give me more and more drugs as master endlessly filled my hole. When light began to shine through the windows the tray had been cleared I finally fell off masters cock. “How many loads did you give him master” my mother asked while I watched my father clean masters cock from my blood and juices. “About 20 I think, good thing I loaded up on viagra, he’s mine for sure, though lord knows what he’ll remember with all the drugs we gave him.” “Oh well if he doesn’t remember master we just get to corrupt him all over again” “Ha I suppose you’re right whore now don’t let your husband do all the work” master said as I lost consciousness. — thanks for reading at the moment I don’t plan on Claire being anything more than a watcher and encourager. If I do decide to do something with her I’ll put it in the proper forum. Just felt like this needed to be said

It all started on my 18th birthday, I had just graduated a week prior and was planning on taking a gap year to save for college. My mother had died when I was twelve so I lived alone with my dad. When I came down my dad had made breakfast and was sitting at the dinner table in only a robe. I thought it was strange because my dad was almost always fully clothed, I hadn’t seen him without a shirt in years. His robe was rather loose and I could see his hairless but well muscled chest, and what looked to be nipple piercings. I could also see the edges of some tattoos but couldn’t really make them out. “There’s the birthday boy” he said getting up and hugging me “or should I say birthday adult” I was surprised when dad hugged me because he had shown me almost no physical affection ever. He just wasn’t that type of guy. “Here I am, thanks for making breakfast” I replied “You got any plans for today son” he asked, sitting back down. “I was gonna go get some food with my friends in a bit but nothing major” “Damn it’s your 18th birthday you should be out having fun, go party or hire a hooker or something” he said casually. This was getting really weird because I’d never heard my dad talk like this before. “ uh I’ll think about it I guess” I said “ I’ve gotta get going soon though so I’ll see you when I get back” “I’ll probably be out at work but before I leave I’ll try to find some old stuff your mom and I used to like when we were your age, I’m not sure where it is but I’ll probably find it by the time you get back” I got back a few hours later and went up to my room. When I got in I saw a box on my bed with a note on top. “Couldn’t find the stuff but I did find some of my old porn mags and thought you’d like them, the stuff from your mom is somewhere in the attic so feel free to look yourself” My straight laced quiet dad had given me his porn mags. What had happened to him, he was a totally different person than he was yesterday. As I opened the box it looked like normal porn from the 90s but it got weirder towards the bottom. Magazines of women being fisted or ones of girls fucking guys with dildos, at the bottom there was one that was all hairy men in leather gear. What the fuck, my dad had a collection of weird porn magazines and decided to give it to me. I was weirded out but also started to get a little hard. I took my pants off and began stroking my cock. I started looking at the magazines of girls getting fisted but eventually made my way to the leather men. I had never really thought of my sexuality but guessed I was bi. As I got close to cuming I noticed the final pages of the magazine were stuck together. As I pulled the apart some flaky dust fell out and I saw a picture of a big hairy man fucking a hairless one with the caption convert him. At that moment I came straight into the magazine. I looked at the dust and then realized it was my dads dried cum that was lying on my chest. I brushed it off as quickly as I could and stuffed the magazines back in the box. I soon heard my dad get home and him yell “ luke come down here!” “What’s up dad” I asked as I walked downstairs “I managed to get us a reservation at Mark’s steakhouse for your birthday dinner tonight we’re leaving in an hour” “Ok I’ll go get dressed” I replied going back to my room. An hour and a half later we arrived at the restaurant in dress clothes. As we walked in a giant man with a large spiked septum piercing and several tattoos visible at the edges of his shirt was walking out with a woman in a tiny dress who looked like she was tweaking out. “Matt how are you” he bellowed at my father as he went in for a hug. He squeezed my father’s ass hard and pulled my dad into him. “I’m better now sir” my dad responded as the man let go after a few seconds. “This here is my son Luke” he said pointing at me “Luke this is garret” “Hi there son” Garret said pulling me into a tight hug. “He’s one of the closest people I know and I think you’ll be getting better aquatinted with him soon” my father said “Well it’s good to see y’all but I have to run this slut is getting real horny” he said as the woman with him was practically humping his thigh “Nice to meet you” I mumbled in response as Garret left. “ hmm he’s got a needy one tonight” my dad said absent mindedly as we went to our table. We spent most of the dinner making pointless small talk until out of nowhere my dad said “so Luke how’d you like those porn magazines I left you, you know when I was your age I can’t even remember how many times I beat my dick to those” as casually as if he were asking about the weather “Uh they’re good I guess thanks” I replied awkwardly “ I’m glad to hear it you jerk off to them yet or do they not compare to your internet porn” he said chuckling to which I just shrugged “I’m just fucking with you I love me some good online porn too the magazines only show so much” dad said “Hmm” I responded shoving more food into my mouth Dinner continued on as normal as if he had not just asked what porn I liked. When we finally went home I went straight to my room hoping to avoid any more awkward conversations. A few hours later I went downstairs to get a snack when I heard noise coming from the movie room. I went to check it out and when I got to the ajar door I saw a girl getting fucked on the big screen. What shocked me more was that my father was not masturbating to it but rather riding a massive dildo with his phone in one hand and a brown bottle in the other. “ yeah she’s a total keeper but you should chill her on the chems she looks half dead, you gotta make sure she can still feel you monster cock sir” my dad said into the phone. That’s when I realized the girl getting fucked on the screen was th one garret took home from the restaurant and garret was the one fucking her. “If you’re done with her I’ll come over right now sir” my dad said, standing up off the dildo revealing a massive stretched hole.it looked as if his hole was tattooed along with a trampstamp I couldn’t make out. I ran back to my room and eventually went to sleep. I woke up at 5 am when dad was sneaking back into the house looking sweaty and unkept. That afternoon my father said to me “oh by the way son, garret will be joining us for dinner tonight” “Oh ok” I responded, unsure of what was going on. A few hours later garret arrived wearing a t shirt and jeans, confirming my theory he was covered in both hair and tattoos. He stood at about 6’5 dwarfing my 5’10 father and me, being 5’7 on a good day. The jeans he was wearing showed off a massive bulge that looked almost too big to be real. When garret arrived he gave my dad a long hug and me a shorter one. He went to the kitchen with my father to check on the food while he asked me to “go pour us some whiskey son, get a glass for yourself too” I was taken aback but my father simply nodded at me and went to the kitchen, being guided by garret as if he were deeply familiar with our home. I walked the drinks into the kitchen where I found Garret standing right up behind my father as they both gripped the counter. I sat down at the bar across from the counter and passed them the drinks. “Thanks son” garret said as my father simply grunted in response. “Don’t be rude Matt” Garret said pushing him forward a bit as my father let out a deep sigh. “Uh thank-uh you-o” my father struggled out. “Uh yeah of course” I replied as I decided whatever was going on in the kitchen was too weird and moved to the table. Garret came over a minute later and my father followed with the food. Garret mostly made small talk with my dad and me, until the topic of the steakhouse came up. “How’d you like Mark’s last night, son” Garret asked me “It was pretty good I’ve been there before but not much” I responded “That’s good me and the owner Clark go way back almost as far as me and your dad” “How long have you two known each other” I asked “About twelve years I’d say” Garret responded as my dad nodded. “Oh cool, so was that woman with you last night your girlfriend” I asked trying to see what my dad had been doing last night. “Oh Christi no she just some slut that I own, like your father” he responded casually “Huh” I asked unsure of what I just heard “Oh right your father still hasn’t told you, he’s my faggot slave, strip slut and show your son what you are” he said to my dad “Yes master” my dad said standing up. As he began taking his clothes off I realized not only did he have massive nipple ring, but he also had a tattoo on his shaved crotch that said “property of Master Garret” with a lock under it. Under the tattoo was another shock as I saw my father was wearing a chastity cage. “See he’s totally obedient, he even is totally fine with me making you into one of my slaves, in fact he loves the idea don’t you faggot” “Yes master please own my son and give him your toxic seed like you did to me and his mother” my dad said What the fuck did my mom have to do with this, she died in a car accident 6 years ago.

OK .... OK ... The highlight of Fri night wasn't in my favorite area (the darkroom), it was in the orgy room. Dimly lighted, but you can at least see the guys near you. There are built-in benches (taller than what comes to mind) on the N and S side of the orgy room, with a big round upholstered (vinyl, hopefully) sofa-like thing in the middle. It was jammed, took several minutes just to wriggle my way in, and some guy got up off the bench and I got his place. To my left were guys bent over the bench taking loads. To my right, another guy, who was in process of taking a load. Nice looking, nice body, all of that. Got my Cock out of my jeans, and inched closer to him. Put my hand next to my right leg, his hand a few inches away. Saw him looking at my hard Cock sticking out of my jeans, and his hand moved slightly closer. So, I moved mine as well, and gently stroked his hand. He was making the most inspiring sighs - the most lovely groans - and I wanted some of that, but I wanted the Cock that was fucking him to Breed him first. and I don't really like pushing myself into what is clearly a 2-guy fuck. Other guys sucked my Cock while I was waiting for my chance, maybe 5 or 6 ... and I must say, I've never had a bad (toothy) blowjob over there, but I wanted the guy's ass that was bent over the bench I was sitting on. Eventually he put his hand on mine, all the while making the most beautiful sighs and groans - Mozart-for-the-fuckjoints*. Finally the guy in his Hole shot his load, and my "intended" moved directly in front of me to suck my Cock. That left his Hole sticking out right in the middle of where other guys were squeezing through the crowd making the circuit of the room. Long story short, my eyes weren't the only ones on his Hole - he took several Cocks up his Hole while he sucked mine - not sure how many Bred him though. Finally, when I had the chance, I just spun him around and told him to sit on it - so his face was pointed at crotch-level into the crowd. He wasn't the best Cocksucker I've ever had, but his heart and soul were into it, so who am I to object? After a little while, I stood up, turned him around to face the bench, and kept rutting. And - no surprise - some guy tried to fuck ME. I had to tell him twice that I couldn't accommodate him, but it was kinda hot. Pumped him full of my load, squatted down and sucked that Hole .... stood up, thanked him, he returned the favor, and we went our separate ways. *Yes, obviously my very favorite composer ... Sat night: even better ... So when you arrive at Slammer, you have to fill out a form, name, addy, license number, etc. There's a shelf-like plank with clipboards and these forms, so you can get all that written down before getting to the payment window. Sometimes on really busy nights they set up a tall-but-small table on the other side of the entrance so the guys that previously bought the 3-month memberships can get in more quickly (on weekends, the line to get in can go out the door into the parking lot). Kind of a little "perk" for the regulars, I guess. Anyway, one of the employees - and no, I won't spill his name - but he's always been my favorite over there, and it was him manning that extra sign-in table. He flashed me a lovely grin, called me by name, asked how I am, etc - and I my Cock got hard. He saw it, felt me up, and licked his lips, so I put my hand down his jeans and felt up his Hole - and it was right there - not back behind a pair of fat cheeks - right there. Felt the fur in his hole, and I'd have fucked him right then and there. Guys waiting in line to get in started to chant "fuck him - fuck him" - which I didn't. We weren't even inside the joint yet - it was just the foyer. He said some nice things, I responded, but it was Saturday night - there was a long line, and no guy waiting in line to even get into the place wanted to waste one more minute on the "mating dance" us. He did ask if I had a boy of my own, which was interesting. He wrapped it up, saying something like 'I want that' .... to which I "replied Well, you have all my contact information already - name, address, phone # ......". So we'll see what happens ... I'd love to hear the doorbell, open the door, and see that smiling face. But then, maybe he does that with a lot of the regulars. So, went into the joint, did all my usual stuff, rutted my way down the line of Holes in the darkroom, went to the orgyroom, but it was just too jammed to get in - so went to the elevated Cocksucker's gallery and fucked some throats - (never experienced a bad Cocksucker there), wandered around for a while (and saw two guys I knew from "regular" life), and finally hit the darkroom again, sucked some Holes, pumped a load up one of them. So yeah, it was a great couple of nights .... and, if I hear from 'name-withheld", I'll mention it. Ya'all's bunch of hot, sweet, wonderful fantastic PIGS ..... and Iove every damn one of ya ......

Chapter 6 The cabin days have come to an end. Those couple days were so intense, sex hasn't even been on my mind for several days. To be fair, I also spent the first two days sleeping most of the day after I got back. To the point my parents got concerned but I told them I wasn't feeling well, which wasn't entirely untrue. I'm honestly surprised that my asshole recovered and isn't near as sore as I was worried about. Other than the empty feeling that I'm not quite used to, everything is mostly back to normal except I keep thinking about going back to that living room to be on the couch or the sling. I wish I could go back there. Marc and Henrique said they will be gone for the rest of the break because Henrique is going back to visit family in Brazil and Marc is going on a family vacation. Keith has been busy with work he said so I have not seen him all that much. It's been a week. My desire to go back there now grew stronger each day. Henrique and Marc didn't quite say when they will be gone. I asked in the group thread but no one responded. Marc messaged me privately and said Henrique said he got asked to work and will get paid 1.5x. On top of that he got into an argument with his family so he should be at the cabin. He gave me the security code so I can get in the house. I tried to get a hold of Henrique to find out if we can meet up but I heard nothing. Today is Friday anyway. I’m just gonna head on over and try my luck. When I got to the cabin everything was dark. I guess he's not there. I entered the cabin and walk through it all. Everything is folded neatly and there's no signs of anyone living there. There wasn't even any food in the fridge. I wonder where Henrique is. As I was just about to leave, there it was the iPad again. Charging on the kitchen counter. I picked it up and double tapped on the screen. All it had was a swipe lock, no password or anything just like the last time. I went into its gallery to see if there’s anything new. There was a video recorded just yesterday. It’s Henrique and the same older dude. The video picked up at the end of the conversation it seemed. All I heard was Henrique saying “what do you think boss?” “I think you’ve done great. The video has had the highest viewer count in just a few days. I think you deserve some rewards, don’t you think?” the man said as he pull Henrique’s shirt off “I’d like that very much” Henrique said as his shirt got pulled then the man grabbed the back of Henrique’s head into his nipple. Henrique started sucking on it and biting it while his left hand pinched the man’s other nipple “There’s my good employee. Do what you want with them. Make the boss feel good” the man started breathing heavily. He grabbed the ipad with him as he guided Henrique onto the couch and set the ipad steady again. I almost could see his face but I did see he has ash brown hair for a brief second. On the couch he instructs Henrique to suck on his nipple from the side while bringing his ass over so he can touch it. Where the ipad had a perfect angle of Henrique’s behind. His broad muscular shoulder blades to his round ass and that tight hole. I wonder how often he gets fuck. Then just as I thought about that, the man’s finger start rubbing up and down Henrique’s hole and said “do you miss my cock in here?” he asked “fuck yes, daddy. No one else has fucked it since the last time. I’ve been missing your dick so much it’s driving me mad” said Henrique “Do any of you bottom boys know that you are such a bottom whore yourself?” the man teased “No sir” Henrique started licking the man’s abs, belly button, the shaft of that rock hard cock and finally he wrapped his lips around that mushroom head “Oh baby that feels so good” the man said as he applied some lube on his fingertips and started pushing two fingers into Henrique’s hole slowly with no problem. He applied more lube and thoroughly lube up Henrique’s hole inside and out as Henrique deepthroat the man’s cock. “Too bad the ipad is about to die. I wonder what your boys will think when they see you riding my cock until you make yourself cum from having my dick pounding you. Anyway…you deserve this. Come get it. Come take my cock in your own '' then I saw Henrique hover over the man’s dick and slowly put that thick monster cock in his ass without any trouble at all. He let out a moan that I have never heard him make before then the video cutoff. I found my other hand stroking my dick after that video ended. “Fuck. Now I’m super horny. I really wish he was here or that man. I’ve been thinking about coming back here every single day this past week and I don’t even know why. What’s gotten into me” I thought to myself. I locked up the cabin with disappointment and was going to drive home and will probably try another day. That's when I heard “hey boy. Are you hungry for dicks coming back here looking for Marc and Henrique? They haven't been here but if you are welcome to come chill with us. Our place is just as fun, if not more. You've come all this way here. At least come say hi to us before you go”. That was Aaron. He must have seen me on camera when I arrived. Well…..he's not wrong. I came all this way, especially now I'm called out, I should at least say hi. After all, I can't exactly call Aaron and Jay strangers. I've been so close to me in ways others have not and will never be. Aaron buzzed me in and told me they were the basement. I got in through their garage door then stairs to the basement were just right in front of me. All I see is red lighting. I didn't think too much and proceeded heading down there. ‘Aaron? Jay? As I walked down the steps, the sound of porn grew louder. Finally I see them in the all glass shower together. They waved at me. Both of their naked bodies looks even better than I had remembered. I suppose I was high out of my mind that night when I met them. Now taking another look at them. Aaron has some great arm muscles. His well trained chest gives him that upside down triangle body builder look. Jay is just slender but defined. His 8 pec abs explains why he could pound me so hard for longer than most others can. Their dicks aren't hard but they sure look huge. Both of their pubes are nicely trimmed. I saw Aaron's asshole when he bent over to put soap on his legs. I must say it sure looks like a tight pussy as he would call it. Just like that video I just watch. I just can’t get Henrique’s tight hole out of my mind. I wish I could stick just one finger up there bc I just want to know how tight Aaron is compared to me. I wanted to use his hole to figure out how tight Henrique’s hole was to fuck judging by that video. Anyway….I opened the shower door and they both gave me a hug. I wonder if they noticed my dick is kind of hard. They point me to another room to wait for them. There's already porn playing on the screen and a bong and a few needles lying around. I wonder if that meant they slammed already. I grabbed a gatorade and I took a few hit out of the bong then here they came. “How are you feeling sexy? Hopefully we weren't rude the other night. It was a persona that we put on. We won't talk to you like that normally” Aaron said with the biggest smile on his face. “I know. Thanks. That was my first time doing something like that so i wasn't quite the usual self” “Oh wow. That was your first. No wonder you were so tight. What brought you back this way? They haven't been home for a couple weeks” said Jay “oh I was hoping to catch Henrique. I heard he stayed so I was hoping to catch him” I said “We may have a way to get a hold of him. But…. “ said Aaron “but you guys want to fuck me. Is that it? I already knew nothing was gonna be free so I guess so” “actually.. We just want to get high with you and spend the night with us in our dungeon” said Aaron “what…you guys have a dungeon!?” I'm both a little scared and also excited. I've always wanted to have sex in one. “Can I see?” I asked “only if you agree to spend the night here. And You can't say no to us” said Jay Well… I've always wanted to do this. Who better to do it with than these two hot daddies. “alright. I will” I responded “We don't do safe words. That means we always get what we want. Of course. If we see you visually aren't enjoying it. We'll give you some boost to change that. Some people may get turned on seeing you in pain. That's not us. We like it when we see you in ecstasy” “great. You should probably go get yourself ready. You can go use the shower we were using. When you are ready, come back here and put the collar and the pup mask on, be on your hands and knees, and then wait for further instructions “yes sir” I came back to the room but both of them were gone. Just a pup mask with a collar attach to it so to secure it. I must put the collar on too. It doesn't have the bottom jaw but I can only imagine why. But it pretty much kept my nose enclosed which I thought was a bit strange but a deal is a deal. They also left me a blue harness and a match color jock. I'm going to guess that I should put those on too. Once I have everything on I hear Jay through the ceiling speaker telling me to put my belongings in the box at the corner. He said once my clothes are in the bin, I must get on all fours with my back against the wall by the bin and hold still and don't turn around. I could feel someone lube up finger rubbing my hole then a lube shooter went up in me. I wonder if the lube has t in it. All the sudden my ass felt full then I heard Aaron said “there. Good puppy” he shoved a tail butt plug in me. I now know why the mask is perfectly fitted and keeping my nose enclosed. It releases popper slowly from somewhere. It’s not strong but it’s steady. It feels up both of my nose every breath I take. I feel the black circle closing in around me then I heard Jay “come forward and climb up and come through the dog door. There are two levels of platform on the left and a small opening that I could crawl through. I got on up but as I’m half way through the door, it dropped down and I could feel both of my ankle getting strapped in and tied up behind me. In front of me is a TV showing me an aerial view of my half that didn’t make it through the door and also the side view of it. My ankles are tied up as I thought. Then Aaron and Jay showed up and both of them tied up my arm. I thought “they cannot be…..” then I heard Aaron say to me “We don’t do booty bumps in this house. That’s amateur shit. We know how to give you the high of your life. That’s what we do best” Their actions were almost in sync. Before I knew it, either way I looked I had a syringe pushing in the solution in me. They were only half way through but I could barely hold myself steady anymore. Jay must have recognized what I was feeling and said “almost pup. Just a few more seconds then you can feel the full strength of what we’ve given you. Look at your cock on TV. It’s hard as a rock. Jay is right. I could feel my cock hard as a rock and every pump of blood running through it. Both Jay and Aaron pull out the needles around the same time and untied the strap on my arms. The only sound I could make was “uuuuhhhhaaahhhh” and I breath heavily. Then Jay put a mouth gag on my mouth so I could not close my mouth all the way. It has a round shape tunnel for a cock to fuck my throat and there is nothing I can do to stop it. Aaron said we called up some of our regular who loves to fuck anonymous pup hole. Just a few loads to get you started. You may recognize some of them. They’ve been coming to us for years but have no ideas that the holes they fuck belong to people that they knew and they definitely have no idea about the boosts that we give to the bottoms before their arrival. You are special so we decided to let you watch. The first two guys walked in. Started undressing each other by the door and made out a little bit before approaching me. Both of them are about 8.5 but quite thick. I quickly recognized that they were the head coach and assistant coach from my high school football team. Coach Green and Coach Harden. From the look of it, they are a couple. I would have never guessed. Coaches meant business. Coach Green has a lean body build. He hovered over me and slid his cock in my hole top down at an angle. It felt so good and his cock is just what I needed after the double slam. Jay grabbed my face and started fucking my mouth while Aaron stood behind him pinching his nipples. Then Coach Harden started sliding his dick in me under Coach Green’s cock. That was how I knew I was high out of my mind or there would have been no way I could have been DPed by coaches right away. Coach Green started pumping his dick and and out of my hole while Coach Harden grabbed my dick like a joystick and stroked it. A few minutes later, he started pumping his cock in me in a synchronized motion. My hole felt so full but I hardly had time to moan with Jay’s cock in my throat. Then they both started groaning loudly then I felt my hole filled with cum with every additional pump they did, the cum gushing out of my hole. Coach Harden swiped up some of the overflow cum with his finger and fed it to Coach Green. Both of them got dressed up and out the door. Wasted no time lingering around. After they left, Jay pulled his cock out and turned my head toward Aaron’s cock. He disappeared for a few minutes and came back with two sets of magnetic metal balls, putting each set around my nipples. I groaned loudly as he put them on my nipples because they squeeze so incredibly tight. They hurt but they hurt so good. I could feel my cock twitching with them on my nipples. I haven’t been able to close my mouth so my face is slobber with excess saliva and Jay’s precum. Then in the camera I see Jay standing behind me putting a hollow buttplug in my ass. It went easily thanks to the coaches' cum. I bet they never guessed that we were fucking one of their star players just a few months after graduation. Jay slipped on a cock extender on his already thick and long 9.5 in dick. I started moaning loudly with Aaron's cock in my throat and I honestly do not think I can take his dick with an extender on it making it thicker and longer, but I had no choice with a hollow butt plug. My muscle could not come close enough to resist Jay’s monster reinforced cock. Jay said “open up pup. I know you want this dick badly”. He continued to force his way in and his arm wrapped around my waist to stroke my cock. Once he’s in me balls deep, I could hear and feel his dick pumping my wet hole in a rhythm. Him and Aaron started picking up on the pace and both unloaded in my hole and mouth around the same time. Aaron cum so much he filled up my throat completely. He kept his dick all the way in and ordered me to swallow all of it. Aaron pushed a button on the side of my mask to release a new round of popper into my mask. My mind fell into a block hole because the poppers were so much stronger this time. When I came back to reality, there was a guy sucking my dick under me with his fist hook in my ass. His knuckle pressing firmly on my prostate. He could hear me moaning on the other side of the wall and said “yeah boy. You fucking love that fist in you, don’t you. Is this your spot?” he pressed on my prostate firmly and rubbed it then he pulled his fist out, came out from under to shove his dick in me. I have no idea how big he is. All I know is that he was thick. Almost as thick as his fist. He made my eyes roll back so hard then Aaron untied my mouth gag but quickly put his jock in my mouth and taped it up with a duct tape across my face. He attached two electric probe on my nipples and shocking me as my cum filled hole getting fucked by…….I all the sudden recognized the man fucking me. It was my uncle. I haven’t seen him in years but there’s no doubt that is him. His skull tattoos on his left chest. I never knew his dick would be this thick. Jay whispered in my ear “recognize who is fucking you now, don’t you? How do you like that? Did you like your uncle’s fist in you? He loves bottomless pup like you. Do you want us to reveal who you are? So you can secretly be a pup to your uncle. What do you think?” I shocked my head instinctively but to be quite honest, I love the thought of it. Every bit of it. I just didn’t quite come to term in my mind when I was high as fuck. I heard my uncle grunt loudly then waves of his load splatter all over my back. He slapped my ass cheek left and right and said “great hole. Jay and Aaron, I'd love to use this hole again so let me know if there’s next time. I bet my brother will love this hole, too” His brother? Did he mean dad or my other uncle? Either would be quite unthinkable because I never thought any of them were gay. But my god, he fucked so good. My uncle then picked up the lighter and the pipe from a table outside of the camera frame and let out a big cloud. He stuck his fingers in my hole massaging my prostate and stroking my cock and got me so close. He all the sudden shoved his dick all the way back in my hole and it hit my prostate dead on, which made me cum all over while he pissed in my hole. He saw me cumming so he grabbed and stroked my dick hard and fast. I felt like I had a second orgasm immediately after because my body tensed up once more and more cum came shooting out of my dick as he finished peeing in me. He grabbed a marker on my lower back and wrote his initial HL. Then he shouted out to Jay and Aaron “hey man. I’m gonna take a shower before I head out” then the picked up his clothes and belongings and walked out the room naked. I’m convinced that my Uncle’s piss was saturated with tina because after he pissed in me, it sent me over the edge. I started to get very sleepy and fell asleep with the pup mask on my face and magnetic balls on my nipples. His cock was by far the most satisfying fuck I had. My last thought was how can I approach him outside of his house and which brother was he referring to.

There is not going to be any significant difference if you take your meds within a three-hour variable window, unless you’re taking a med that must be taken timed around a meal. My first med, Atripla, was like that, and it was a majestic royal pain in the ass. No, your med is not going to work forever, and yes, no matter what you do you will have to change medication eventually. But that’s a good thing, because pharmaceutical companies are constantly working on better, more effective formulations with fewer side effects, and novel approaches. I have been on five different meds since I started, all but one of which has been an improvement over the one before. When my doctor says something better has come along, I’ll try that. In time, if you never ever changed, the Enemy Virus in your system would eventually adapt to the medication, develop resistance, and then it would be useless to you. Imagine that you never, ever changed any of your passwords - eventually some hacker is going to crack them, and you’ll be screwed. You change meds partly for the same reason you change passwords. As to your lifestyle: On this site we primarily discuss a sexually active (if not promiscuous) lifestyle that advocates unprotected intercourse. That lifestyle carries certain inherent health risks that can be reduced, but cannot be eliminated, and some of those unavoidable risks carry potentially serious consequences. Many of us consider the rewards of this lifestyle to be great enough that they are worth even a grave consequence. There is no great reward without great risk. Only you (and not your doctor) can decide whether the value of what the lifestyle would bring you would be worth the potentially serious consequence, and only you can weigh the degree of that risk and decide whether it is tolerable for you. Yes, I got HIV and as a result AIDS very nearly claimed my life. I have to live with the disease now for the rest of my days, and that sucks seriously. But - I am also a veteran of a 34-load gangbang, multiple 20+ load weekends, and have been cunted by now nearly 1,100 men by my count. And so very much more. My sexual life has been colorful and adventurous, and I have lived it. I will at least have little to regret that I did not try.

As we walked to Clint’s car I contemplated why I was doing this. I wasn’t gay, I loved women. But in truth none of them really loved me, my cock had always been too small to even penetrate most girls. When Clint had tongue fucked my ass it felt so good that I had to go with him and see what he would do. As we got into the car Clint leaned into his back seat and grabbed Gatorade bottle. “This’ll taste like shit but just keep drinking it, it’ll make cunting you a lot easier.” I just nodded and began gulping down the vile liquid quickly realizing it wasn’t Gatorade. Clint began driving and once we were on the road pulled his sweatpants down revealing his massive cock. He nodded down to it while I stared. After a second he grabbed the back of my head and slammed it onto his 9 inch, beer can thick cock. “First lesson faggot, when an alpha male like me presents his cock to you, you get it in one of your hole asap, do you understand faggot” he screamed as he thrusted into my tight throat. I was trying my hardest not to throw up, when everything began feeling lighter am I felt my throat loosen up. Not only did my throat loosen but I began to enjoy having my throat fucked. After fucking my throat for 20ish minutes we pulled up to Clint’s house. “Take your clothes off, they aren’t coming in the house” he said, surprisingly I complied without even thinking about it even though I had always hated being naked. As I followed Clint to his door I began to realize that I was butt naked for the entire neighborhood to see, and I didn’t care. Once inside Clint showed me to the couch and put a pipe and lighter in my hand. “You’ve smoked weed before right” he asked and I nodded in response “ good it’s kinda like that breath out fill your lungs with the smoke then hold it, now finish that pipe while I go get some things ready.” As I began smoking the mystery drug I felt a rush of energy and a burning sensation through my body. I began to rub my cock after I finished the pipe but as I got close to cuming I felt a hard kick in my side and fell the the ground. “Your never touching that tiny fag cock again boy!” Clint screamed as he grabbed me by the hair “you’re my faggot now, I’ve spent over a year making you into the perfect muscle cuck for me and you’re gonna do what I fucking say” he screamed as he locked a small chain around my neck He then put something over my cock and locked it “there now you won’t be tempted into thinking you’re a man” “Now before your mind is totally gone im going to ask you something and if you say no you can leave right now ok” I nodded as I rubbed up against his leg loving the pressure on my locked cock. “ I have hiv and if I fuck you your going to get it too, once I cum in you your mine for the rest of your life not just in the sense of carrying my disease, but I will actually own you, you’ll spend the rest of your life kept high and full of my cum never making another decision again. “Do you want that boy” “Yes sir please I need you to use my ass again I need it please please please I’ll be your slave and let you do whatever you want I just need my hole filled now” “Atta boy” Clint said

This whole topic is coming up ever more frequently in conversations with my fellow Gen-X contemporaries. I’m currently on sexcation in Gran Canaria, and this year more than ever I’ve noticed that the only guys really going for it seem to be ones aged 45 and up. There are very few young guys in the sex clubs, and those that do find their way inside one seem unwilling and/or unable to play, not only with us old-timers, but even amongst themselves. Same with the Dunes. I thought that maybe it was all happening online, but I had a 25-year-old friend staying with me for a few days, and he found there wasn’t a lot going on there either. I did accompany him one Saturday night to the big ‘disco’-style gay bar (Mykonos) and its after-hours sister club (Mantrix), just to see what was happening outside my own cum-soaked bubble: plenty of younger gay guys in evidence there, all partying away with their female friends, so they obviously haven’t disappeared completely. But interestingly, the dark rooms in both clubs were completely dead: it’s clear that sex just isn’t a priority for these guys. I think it’s a shame for us and for them. I enjoy playing with guys my age and older, but diversity is always a good thing, and it would be fun if some younger guys got back in the game. And I really do think they are missing out on one of the great joys in life, and will be somewhat stunted as human beings for the lack of it. I suppose in an effort to minimize the kind of historical sexual abuse that we’re all so painfully aware of these days, these kids have had it drilled into them that they should respect their own bodies and the bodies of those around them. But I think this has unwittingly led to the demonization of all sexual activity. Add to that regular bouts of hysteria about STI’s, etc- and it’s not surprising that young people view sex as dangerous and dirty, and something to be avoided. A new form of puritanism is being born, and although thankfully I don’t feel that at the moment younger generations are in any way judgmental about the disgraceful activities indulged in by their elders, I do fear that that day may come.

I went to Steam Portland one night looking to get fucked. I had gone a couple time before looking to bottom, but either struck out or ending up topping. I had cleaned out and lubed up with a dildo at my place before heading out. When I got to Steam it was moderately busy. I went to the steam room for a bit just to hang out, but no one caught my eye. After a bit I got up and made a circuit. I saw someone was at one of the glory holes, so I went up and opened my towel up and put my cock through. A moment later a mouth wrapped around my dick and started sucking me. I got hard pretty quick and after a few minutes, wrapped my towel around myself and started wandering around again. I made my way back to the steam room and was sitting there for a bit when a cute twink came in and went slowly by me. He made eye contact and I nodded at him. He came up to me and asked if I wanted to fuck him. I said sure, even though I was looking to bottom. He got on his knees up on one of the platforms and I got behind him. He grabbed my dick and guided it to his hole. He didn’t say anything about a condom, so the moment my cock hit his hole I pushed forward. He was lubed up enough I sank balls deep right away. His ass felt amazing. I fucked him for about 5 minutes then he pulled his ass off my raw cock and went out of the steam room. After a few minutes I went out to the showers and had a quick rinse. I walked back up towards the front to check out the sling area. The twink I was just fucking was in the sling getting dicked by an older guy. I watched him for a bit and let him suck my cock while he got fucked. After a minute of that, I pulled out of his mouth and went to the tunnel and cell block area. I was almost out of the cell block area when a fit mid-twenties guy came in the opposite direction. He stared at me hard as we passed each other, so I went into a semi-hidden alcove with a raised platform and sat down. He followed me and stood in front of me and opened his towel, revealing a 6.5-7 inch cut cock. I leaned forward and started sucking him off, opening my towel and starting to jerk myself off. After a few minutes he pushed my onto my back and took my cock into his mouth while playing with my balls and teasing at my hole with his fingers. All of a sudden he lifted my legs up and started rimming me, driving his tongue deep in my hole. I knew he was getting me ready for his dick. He stood up and lined his cock up with my hole, never asking for permission, just expecting it. Now I had been fucked bareback before by people I had just met, but it had always been guys from Grindr or people I talked to at bars. I at least knew their names. We hadn’t even spoken as he spit into his hand and rubbed it on his cock, lining it up with my ready hole. He slowly pushed the raw head of his dick forward, splitting my hole open, and I could feel my cock getting harder. He put my feet on his shoulders and sank his cock in so his pubes were against my ass. Then he started to pull out… And thrust back in again. He started fucking me with his bare cock with purpose. This was a man on a mission to breed a stranger, and I was his lucky conquest. After a couple minutes he let my legs down and I wrapped them around him, urging him on. He leaned forward and started kissing me, our tongues dueling. A few minutes more, his raw cock thrusting in and out of me, he whispered “where do you want it?” I told him shoot in me and after another minute his thrusting slowed down and he put both hands on my chest and pressed down as he shot his load deep inside me. He bottomed out in me and I could feel his cock twitching. Then he pulled out, grabbed his towel and walked off, leaving me with the first anonymous load I ever got at a bathhouse. I got up, threw my towel over my shoulder and as I was walking out, the twink I was fucking before was laying on his back on the padded bench. He smiled at me and I got between his legs. I pushed them toward his chest and lined my bare cock up with his hole. I could see cum seeping out of his hole as I started to sink into him. I made out with him for a few minutes until I could feel my orgasm building. I asked him if I could cum in him and he said yes. As I was about to cum I could feel the load in my ass start to leak out of my ass and down my leg. That sent me over the edge and I flooded the twink with my own load. I pulled out, thanked him, and went to go shower and go home, a very satisfied boy.

It was the annual Toga Party at my frat, Omega Chi, the sexiest party of the year. I belonged to the hottest frat on campus, the one that all the top jocks belonged to. And the Toga Party was the most sought after invite of the year for anyone who was anyone. It was tradition for everyone to wear nothing under their toga. This near nudity, combined with alcohol and young libidos generated an atmosphere of super charged, horny college boy's and girls. And PLENTY of fucking went on around the house, in every closet and corner. Some people even fucked right out in the open, only their togas hiding their naughty bits. My name is Cole, and I'm a Junior and Treasurer of Omega Chi. As such I get the rare priveledge of one of the small private rooms on the third floor. This is nice because I'm secretly gay and it gives me a private place to jerk off on a nightly basis, fantasizing about my brothers, all of whom I've seen naked many times. I also like to sneak their dirty jockstraps out of their laundry and inhale their musky odors while I finger my hole and shoot my load. I'm not a jock like the rest of them, I'm a straight up nerd. I'm in the frat to help keep the grade average up for the house, and to tutor the guys that need it. I'm 5'10" and skinny and couldn't throw a football if my life depended on it, so being in this environment with all these hot studs was a dream come true. My biggest crush was Mitch. He was a GOD! He was only a freshman, but he was already the starting quarterback, he was that good. He stood 6'3" with buzzed blond hair, dazzeling blue eyes, and a body built like the Nordic, Minnesota, cornfed, farmboy he was. And a cock to match! I had showered next to him many times in the house, which was always a challenge to not spring a raging hard on. Tonight he was drinking pretty heavy, something he didn't do often. As the night went on he got more and more sloshed, hitting on several girls, fingering them under their sheets. But he must have been TOO drunk for them to take him up on his offers to fuck. Sometime around 1:00 he disappeared and I figured he finally was getting laid. I was getting tired too and headed up to my room. As I opened my door my heart leaped into my throat. There, sprawled out on my bed was my every dream come true. My Nordic god was passed out, snoring away with his toga barely covering his naked body. I froze, not knowing what to do, my eyes scanning him from his beautiful size 13 feet, up his bare legs that were covered in dark blond hair to his torso also covered in a light smattering of blond hair. The toga exposed one of his luscious pink nips and the arm over his head exposed his hairy pit in all it's glory. My mouth went dry as I looked at him and shivered. I did the most logical thing I could and grabbed his shoulders, shaking him and telling him to get up. He just responded with more snoring. I slapped him hard across the face a couple of times, and still he didn't wake up. The shaking had managed to open his toga more, exposing his uncut cock nestled in his big, furry balls. At this point my mind exploded. Here was my ultimate fantasy, passed out cold, nearly naked, and totally vulnerable on my bed. Before I even realized what I was doing, I locked my bedroom door, and stood over him, dropping my own toga so I was naked, my own 7 inch cock standing straight up. I breathed heavily. Do I dare act out what was running through my mind? What if he DID wake up? He'd beat the shit out of me! But my own half drunk horny brain took over the better part of reason. Carefully I undid the rope around his waist, opening his toga all the way, totally exposing every inch of his beautiful body. Leaning down, I kissed his mouth which was slightly open, slipping my tongue inside, licking his teeth and tongue, sucking on his lip, gently biting it while my hand crept down to his cock. Grabbing it firmly, I started to stroke it, my hand trembling at the excitement of finally touching what I had wanted for so long. His cock stirred and started to get hard as I manipulated it, pulling back the foreskin and rubbing his cockhead. He just continued to snore. I moved my mouth to his nipples, sucking first one big pink tit, then the other. I gently bit them as I sucked, nibbling on his nubs as his cock grew harder in my hand. I swear he slightly moaned. Getting more and more bolder, I then buried my face in his armpit, breathing deep his musky scent. I couldn't get enough of his smell as I sniffed and licked his dank hairy pit. His cock just got harder. I pulled out of his pit to look at the cock I had been dreaming about. It stood rock solid at this point, the big, pink mushroom head pushing out of it's sheath. It was a solid 9" at least, and a fat one at that. Throwing caution to the wind I dove down on it. Mitch let out an audible groan as my mouth engulfed his knob. I had to stretch my mouth wide and it was almost to fat, but I was too far gone to stop and I forced as much as I could down my throat. Then something surprising happened. Mitch started to piss. Without warning piss just started flowing into my mouth. I was shocked but just clamped on and swallowed all I could. There was NO way I was going to pass this once in a lifetime chance to drink the starting quarterbacks piss! There was so much it flowed out of my mouth all over his stomach and balls, soaking both us and the bed sheets. When he finally stopped I continued to nurse on his still rock hard cock until I started to taste his precum. He just continued to snore and breath deeper. Now I was at a crossroads. Do I keep sucking him, or do I go a step further. I realized as much as I wanted to suck the load out of him, I wanted something else far more. I wanted him to breed me. And this might be my only chance ever. I grabbed some Vaseline out of my drawer and spread a big glob on my asshole, working it in me. Then I spread another big glob on his cock, working it around, getting him slicked up. Then, my body trembling in fear and excitement, I straddled his stomach, pulling back his foreskin, and placed the top of his throbbing cock against my hungry hole. I took a deep breath and pushed his head into my hole, wincing as he popped through my ring. I paused for a moment as I adjusted to his size. I wondered to myself what the fuck was I doing? I'm insane! But I no longer cared. I had the quarterbacks studly cock in my hole and I started to slide down on it. Slowly I slid down his pole until I had all 9 inches buried in me and I could feel his hairy bush against my stretched hole. Now I started to ride it, up and down, pulling it out till just the head was in, then sliding back all the down, my hole squeezing and milking his cock as I went. Leaning over, I planted my lips on his while I rode him like a sorrority bitch. I sucked his tongue while my ass gave him the best fuck he had ever had, even if he didn't know it! I swear he started moaning and pushing his hips into my hot wet hole. He was probably dreaming he was fucking some hot pussy, and he was, just not the kind he thought! Even in his drunk, passed out state it didn't take him too long to cum. Such is the beauty of youth. Soon I felt his cock expand and start throbbing deep in me and I knew he was flooding my innards with his hot, jock cum. I sat all the way down on his dick and milked it as hard as I could with my ass muscles, draining him of every drop of his precious nectar. I finally had what I had wanted for so long. I was bred by the quarterback. When his cock started to shrink, I gently pulled him out of my ass. As much as I wanted to keep his load deep inside me, I had a better idea. In my drawer I had hidden one of his jockstraps. This one was nice and used when I snagged it, smelling deeply of his cock and ball sweat and urine. I held the pouch up to my ass and squeezed his load out and into it. This way I had another way to enjoy him later as I jerked off, remembering tonight. I just had one problem left. MY own rock hard cock begging for release! I thought of just jacking off while I stared at my naked god, but my perverted mind told me other ideas. Carefully, I rolled my snoring stud over onto his belly and spread his thighs apart. Taking the Vaseline, I lubed my cock and his hole. Quickly I lined myself up to his hairy hole and slid my head in. Stopping to make sure all was well, I then pushed the rest of my cock all the way in. OH MY GOD it was like nothing I had ever felt! Pure smooth velvet engulfed my dick as I buried myself to the hilt. As I ground my pubes against his hole I know I heard him grunt, then let out a small moan. That was all I needed to hear. I slowly fucked my frat bro deep and long, enjoying every moment of his luscious hot hole. But I was so worked up at this point, it didn't take long before I was pumping my own hot load into his sweet jock guts. I could hear him moan and mumble something as I pumped shot after shot of sperm as deep into his guts as I could. Finally, I had no more in me. I reluctantly pulled my spent cock out of what was pure heaven, and cum slowly trickled out of his slightly gaping hole. Without a thought, I buried my face between his cheeks and feasted on the hole I had just devirginized. Digging my tongue in and sucking my jism out made him moan some more. When I got all I could, I stood up, got dressed and left my room, leaving my sleeping Adonis alone on my bed. The next morning I was terrified about what I had done! The reality of raping the quarterback and all the consequences filled me with dread as I eventually went back to my room and slowly opened the door. Mitch was gone. I sat on my bed and pulled open my drawer that contained his dirty, cum soaked jockstrap. On it was a note that said...."I know what you did!" My heart pounded in my chest as I turned the note over. "It's our secret. To be continued...." All I can say is the rest of our college time together was pretty fucking hot.

Indeed @hntnhole. And I agree. For me the internet is great for information, I have learned a lot that I would not have done without it. But on the other hand I also can see the negative impact on humanity as even though we are connecting with others online we as a species have predominantly become disconnected on a deeper level. My perspective at least. Maybe there will be an event that will reverse us to better times where real time interaction is how it used to be. Or go to an event and just actually be in the moment and ENJOY it without having to fucking film it. Oh look, I am having a fry up for brunch, let's take a photo and share it.... EAT IT before it gets cold, no one gives a rats arse what you are eating, well, unless it's cake, I can make an exception there, ha.

Chapter 8: Twink Heaven At the end of the first full week, the six guys had settled into a workable routine in their new home in a luxury condo. Each of them had found a niche role in making the whole operation work smoothly. Dylan had taken on the role of money manager, making sure that each of the others forwarded the appropriate amounts to him so that he could make the monthly rental payment. Ricky took on the management of the kitchen, assigning each of the guys a set space in one of the two big refrigerators, while commandeering a larger section for his own cooking supplies. Thanks to the time he’d spent studying Alan’s techniques and learning how to use them, Ricky became the house chef. Terry helped him out by polling the other guys for menu suggestions for their three weekly group dinners which Ricky prepared on Sunday, Tuesday, and Thursday nights, and by doing the grocery shopping for those meals. Ryan cracked the whip in working out a schedule for everyone to contribute to housekeeping duties in the public areas, with each pair responsible for their own suite. Leo took care of the common honor bar, keeping the refreshments stocked up, tracking the consumption, and continually “reminding” people to sign for what they took. Duarte, as the newbie in the group, got the job of maintaining and cleaning the fourth room, which was designated as the playroom, and for which people had to sign up for any free night to avoid displacing their own roommate. That wasn’t as huge an issue as it seemed since Leo and Ryan were already a couple, and Dylan and Ricky, although officially “just friends,” usually could be found playing together with their guest(s) of the moment. But it was still an issue – and the other five quickly noticed that Duarte had an inside track on the sign-up sheet for the playroom and wasn’t slow to take advantage. Not only that, the guys also noticed that Duarte’s playmates almost always proved to be well-known porn stars. A quick search of OnlyFans turned up Duarte’s page and disclosed that a great deal of filming was being done in that playroom. At that point, Terry had to call a halt. He spoke sternly to Duarte, reminding him that they had promised the owner they weren’t going to use his condo as a whorehouse, and ordering him to find other locations for his filming. After that, Duarte still had his visitors, but Terry kept an eye on Duarte’s OnlyFans to be sure the filming was taking place somewhere else from then on. If he was being honest, Terry would have admitted that Duarte’s OnlyFans was also good company for those nights when he himself wasn’t otherwise occupied. Ricky, likewise, was curious – but what he wanted to know was how and where Duarte was meeting all these porn studs and twinks. He finally found out one day when Duarte’s visitor of the day arrived while Duarte was still in the bathroom getting ready. Ricky recognized the big muscle hunk right away as the famous porn stud Archer McManus. So he’d asked, straight out, how he met Duarte, and Archer told him that he’d run into Duarte at a bar party after Duarte had finished a film shoot for Twink Heaven Videos. Ricky was more than willing to get Archer McManus undressed and ready to work, but just then Duarte came in, thanked Ricky (in his charming Brazilian accent) for letting Archer in and then they vanished quickly into the playroom. “Are all the guys here as cute and sexy as you and that hot blond number who let me in?” Duarte laughed, but Archer actually wanted to know. Duarte quickly explained the set-up and Archer laughed. “Nice – I’d love to go through the whole lot of them. Be sure to let me know when you guys have a party!” Duarte pretended to be a little upset. “I think you are coming here to see me.” “Just making small talk while I wait for you to show me what you’ve got.” Duarte laughed, then turned around and slowly skinned his shirt up over his head. He ran his hands down the sides to his waist and got his fingers inside his pants, then began slowly sliding them down, doing a pretty good job of staging a strip club dance for his guest. He got his pants down far enough to disclose the thong back of his G-string, then bent forward to pull the pants off his feet – and it was at that point that Archer seized him by the hips and pulled him backwards onto the bulge in his own pants. “Ohhh…yeah….” The words came out of Duarte’s mouth in a low, husky purr. Archer pulled harder, grinding Duarte’s firm round ass cheeks against his rapidly-hardening dick, letting the boy know in no uncertain terms who was the boss. Duarte managed to kick his pants away, leaving only the slender back of the G-string and the front of Archer’s jeans between his ass and the tool that wanted to plunder his hole. But Duarte, although he may have had the slender build of a twink, was strong too. He twisted out of Archer’s grip, swung around, and clamped a hand onto that bulge before dropping to his knees and beginning to work on it with his hot mouth. As he gummed the lump, he exhaled forcefully, again and again, knowing that his breath would heat up the jeans and any underwear Archer might have on underneath. “Fuck, that’s hot.” Archer meant the words in the full literal sense. It had been quite a while since he’d met a guy who knew enough to do that, and the warming effect on his sensitive dickhead made him even more rigidly erect than before. “Damn, I need to fuck that hot mouth.” Duarte got the hint. He reached for the zipper and pulled it down, then popped the waistband open and – sure enough – there was Archer McManus, in his full naked glory under the jeans, his head thrusting, jumping, demanding to get to the open air. Duarte slid his jeans down as quickly as he could, and Archer stepped out of them. Then he seized Duarte by the sides of his head and plunged his big, solid tool down the young Brazilian’s throat. Duarte struggled. He was well experienced, and certainly no shrinking violet, but getting the whole of Archer McManus jammed down his throat at one go was a bigger challenge than he’d ever felt before, and it had him choking. He managed to pull back, coughing, and protested, “You don’t warn me!” Archer took it a bit easier on him. Truth be told, he would get so caught up in the moment that he’d forget whether his bottom had encountered his massive tool before or not. As for Duarte, he went to work on it and got most of it down his throat in due course, certainly enough that Archer could feel the sides of his gullet caressing the head. When Archer was leaking enough pre-cum to make life difficult again, Duarte pulled off, and crawled up on the bed, then turned his cute ass towards the man with the iron cock. Archer soon planted his solid tool against Duarte’s tight hole, pressing firmly until the head made its way inside. Duarte moaned loudly as the rest of the cock followed the head deep inside his hot hole. Archer stood still for another moment, clenching his muscles repeatedly to make his dick jump inside the smooth Brazilian butt, and then he began to pump. Duarte certainly got a ride for the record books that afternoon. Archer kept driving into him from every angle, and in almost every position he could imagine. He’d seen a couple of Archer’s scenes in films, and they often featured double cumshots. Archer would fire a first load into a boy’s ass and keep pumping without even stopping until he dumped a second blast of his cum into the boy – at which point he would pull out and let the camera see the slow-motion gush of two loads of cum pouring down the twink’s taint. Then he would scoop up the cum with his cock and shove it all back in. Archer outdid himself on this occasion. It was five days since his last shoot. He’d spent two of those days travelling home from Thailand to Fort Lauderdale, and two more resting up from crossing all those time zones. By this time he had an epic case of overfilled balls, and he was more than ready to share the wealth around. For the next hour and a quarter, he kept fucking Duarte nonstop, changing positions on the fly without even pulling out. This wasn’t as hard as it sounds, since Archer was more than strong enough to shift Duarte around, and his cock was big enough to stay firmly anchored in the hole while he did it. When he came the first time, doggie style, Duarte said, “Damn, that was hot.” And Archer kept fucking. When the second load spurted into him, with Archer lying along his back, Duarte cried out, “Meu Deus, isso é incrível!” And Archer kept right on fucking. The third load shot upwards into Duarte when he was riding reverse cowgirl. Holy shit, Duarte thought, doesn’t this guy ever slow down? Archer, of course kept right on fucking. The fourth load was finally getting down to almost the size of most guys’ normal cumshots, and Archer delivered it when he was fucking Duarte missionary. After he’d fired his cum into Duarte’s now-overloaded hole, he’d slowed right down and kept moving gently in and out as he embraced Duarte and they kissed each other gently and easily. And Duarte fell in love. Outside the playroom, Ricky had been joined in the living room by Dylan. Both of them were getting a little anxious. They both had hot dates coming at the same time, in just over 45 minutes. They’d tossed a coin to see which of them would get the playroom, and Dylan had won (it had been booked, as “Dylan or Ricky,” so Duarte would certainly know it had to be ready). Just as Dylan was saying, for the third time, “I’m gonna go knock on the door”, while Ricky tried to restrain him, the door opened and the two sex maniacs emerged – Archer McManus looking fresh as a daisy while Duarte had tried to tidy himself up, but still appeared rather well-worn, and was walking with decided caution. “Duarte, I hope....” “Deelan, do not worry. Is all ready. We clean it for you.” While Dylan went to check for himself, Duarte gave Archer a long, lingering goodbye kiss, and then turned back to Ricky after closing the door with a clearly visible case of stars in his eyes. “So hot, Rickee, he fuck me like a crazy guy, fill me up four times, and clean the whole room and bathrooom for me. I make him into a good husband.” Ricky wished him well. Privately, he had his doubts. An ex-porn performer who’d fucked him a few months earlier had once dated Archer McManus a few times, and told Ricky (with a hint of bitterness) that Archer was known as “Never tie me down” for excellent reasons. On the other hand, it was already obvious that Duarte was one of those people whose vocabulary simply didn’t contain such words as can’t, won’t, never, and impossible. That became doubly obvious when the whole group sat down to dinner the next night, to a menu of pan-sauteed shrimps with spicy Mexican rice, salsa, and assorted veggies. Discussion turned to Duarte’s adventure the day before. Well, Duarte turned it there – he was perfectly happy to flaunt his ability to withstand the onslaught of Archer McManus for 90 minutes and 4 cumshots, not to mention the way Archer took care of the cleanup for him. “I make him into a good husband,” he said again, smugly. Terry, Leo, and Ryan all hooted with laughter. “Good luck with that, Duarte!” Terry added with a derisive snort. “They don’t call him ‘Never Tie Me Down’ for no reason!” Duarte remained serenely convinced. “I do it, you see.” When they were cleaning up after dinner, Dylan spoke quietly to Ricky. “You didn’t laugh. Do you really think he’ll pull it off?” “I don’t know, Dyl, but I’m sure he’ll try. The way I figure it, Archer will either end up hitting him with a wedding ring or a restraining order. We’ll see which one wins out.” “Fifty bucks says it’s the restraining order,” Dylan replied. “Ah-hah, serious money. Fifty says it’s the wedding ring!” “Want to put a time limit on it?” “Good idea. Give him five years or the bet’s off.” And they shook hands on the wager. Ricky had taken a significant step up at work. Six months before he’d moved, he had gotten shifted onto the regular schedule roster. This move also gave Ricky an appreciably steadier schedule, as the roster sales reps simply switched between two time slots: 9:00 AM to 3:00 PM or 3:00 PM to 9:00 PM. Either way, he was guaranteed some of the peak hours at the pool for sunning and swimming and teasing and flirting, and he took full advantage of the privilege. Over the years, he had built up his ass into the cutest bubble or peach in sight, and with trial and error had finally settled on two brands of swimwear which did the most to accentuate the curves, and lift and separate the cheeks to highlight the crack. Thus prepared, Ricky had no trouble getting a date whenever he felt the urge (which was often). Some of them were one-offs, but there were also guys whose return visits were desirable, no strings attached. The best news came about six months after he’d settled into Twink Heaven, when he came down to the pool on a Sunday afternoon to see Jim and Steve sunning there. Of course he went over to talk to them, and that’s when he found out that they had moved from their former building into this one, settling into the penthouse which was not as grand as Alan’s penthouse had been, but a great step up for them at only a small increase on their former management fees. Of course, Ricky wasted no time getting an invitation for dinner and more. But it got even better. A few weeks later, Jim and Steve hosted a housewarming party and invited a number of friends, both in and out of the building. They also invited the entire Twink Heaven gang. It was at this big party that the boys’ condo got formally christened. Leo and Ryan had been chatting with an older couple, two guys whom Leo had met during his bar serving stint in Hawaii a couple of years earlier. One of the couple asked Leo, “So, where are you living right now?” Leo, without a moment’s hesitation, batted right back. “In Twink Heaven.” The other member of the couple, who had a weakness for slim young guys, immediately perked up. “That sounds interesting. Where and what is it?” Leo filled him in, and Ricky and Dylan both joined him in explaining the meaning of the name. And Twink Heaven their home was called, from that night on. In the space of five minutes, these two older guys had wangled an invitation for some fun with Ryan and Leo, and the chance to meet the others. Leo and Ryan asked Ricky if he could prepare a dinner for eight instead of six, provided they paid for the extra food and wine. He agreed, and Gio and Aris were duly invited for the following Thursday. Since it was going to be a four-way (or so he and Ryan expected), Leo negotiated with Duarte to give up the playroom for that evening, “just this once, okay, you get it often enough.” The dinner party was a howling success. Ricky’s chicken tikka masala and mushroom risotto were praised by everyone. Gio and Aris found quickly that all the guys around the table were friendly, funny (even if Terry was occasionally a bit acidic in his comments), and good company. After dinner, Ricky and Terry cleaned the kitchen up while everyone else moved to the living room for a final round of wine. Once the wine glasses had been emptied out, Ryan and Leo took their guests “to see the rest of the apartment,” (“Yeah, I bet” was Terry’s response), while Duarte and Terry headed out to the bar. Dylan and Ricky decided to stay put and just enjoy a quiet evening and early to bed, for a change of pace. About an hour later, though, their peace and quiet was disturbed by a knock on their door. Dylan opened it and faced a dishevelled Leo. “Guys, you gotta come and give us a hand. These two daddy goats are wearing us out and they’re nowhere near done yet.” “They’re on the little blue pills?” “Got to be. Honest to God, they’re insatiable! It was nothing like this when I met them in Hawaii!” Ricky was already undressed, and Dylan now skinned off his briefs. “What the hell, lead the way.” In three more minutes, Ricky and Dylan were lying on their backs on the bed in the playroom, with Gio’s curving dick buried inside Ricky’s hole, while Aris had his tool completely embedded inside Dylan. Leo and Ryan contented themselves with stroking and sucking on the boys’ cocks while the two older guys reamed them out with their rigid tools. The entire room already smelled powerfully of man sex. After five more minutes, Gio grunted, “I’m fucking cumming!” “So am I,” Aris replied. “Hot boy ass!” In a few more moments, the sounds of men in orgasm filled the room. As soon as Gio had calmed down, he snapped, “Switch.” “Right.” The two cocks came out of the two holes, still as completely rigid as if the men hadn’t fucked anyone for a week. In seconds, they were buried hilt-deep again, pounding away in the two boy butts and headed at top speed for their fourth orgasms of the night. Being the men they were, Ricky and Dylan both had plenty of experience in cumming while being fucked and bred, and their cocks were now dripping wet and ready to explode. This time it was Aris who came first, erupting at full force inside Ricky’s ass. A few moments later, Gio blew his load up into Dylan’s well-filled gut. Both of the boys exploded, showering themselves with cum at the same moment that the tops were shooting inside them. Almost at once, Gio began pumping yet again, but Dylan pushed him away. “No, no more. Enough!” Ricky did the same, and the two older men stood there, dicks rampant and dripping, and looking around for more ass to breed. “Where are all the others?” Gio asked, in a demanding tone. “I want more hole to fuck.” “Sorry, Gio, they’ve all gone out.” Just then, they heard a loud click, and a voice called from the front door, “Hey, anyone is home?” It was Duarte’s misfortune, or good fortune, that he came home right at that moment, having found the bar boring, while Terry was busy lining up an evening with one of his string of ex-daddies. Gio stepped out of the playroom, coming face to face with Duarte – who took one look at that raging erection and promptly dropped to his knees and swallowed it. He was only able to work at that for 30 seconds, before Gio pulled him up, snapped, “Clothes off!” and dragged him into the playroom. Aris immediately zeroed right in on the new meat as well. By now, the two top daddies were starting to slow down a bit, meaning that they were only fucking at 85% of top speed and were now taking much more time to pull up their fifth loads. That meant that Duarte got a good long session of being spitroasted, with Gio inside his ass while Aris drove his long tool down Duarte’s throat. They kept that up for a good fifteen minutes, and then switched ends. Duarte, who loved being manhandled, was happier than a pig in shit with two hot cocks for him to service. But all good things must come to an end. In about ten more minutes, Aris groaned that he was about to cum, ready to breed Duarte’s hole. Gio said, “You first – I’ll cum inside him right behind you.” In another minute, Aris suddenly switched back into overdrive and pumped a nice-sized load of cream into Duarte. As soon as he finished, he yelled, “Switch!” and he and Gio traded places. This time, after letting Duarte clean his cock for a minute, Aris leaned down and swallowed Duarte’s cock, feeling like getting a load to swallow in his mouth. He sucked with great vigour and determination. Gio fucked with even more stamina and power. “Fucking cumming,” Gio growled and let his fifth load trickle out inside Duarte’s well-worn ass just as Duarte blasted off into Aris who was busily sucking out all of his load. Since Duarte was busy, Ricky undertook the congenial task of cleaning off Gio’s cock for him. And then, finally, the two older guys headed for the bathroom to shower up. Duarte went and threw on some clothes to wait for them to leave so he could begin the task of changing the bed and cleaning the room and bathroom. The others all wished Gio and Aris a good night and settled back in the living room. They even persuaded Duarte, whose normal motto was “do it now,” to leave the cleanup for later. After their dinner guests had left, with profuse thanks for the wonderful food and entertainment, the five survivors of the battlefield all sat, staring at each other with dazed expressions on their faces. Even the insatiable Duarte and the nearly unstoppable Ricky were looking like they had nothing left to give. Another round of wine was deemed essential by all five. It had been an exhausting evening. Terry came home, well filled in the ass himself, at about three o’clock in the morning and stared in puzzlement at the sight of his five housemates all passed out, in various stages of undress, on every seat in the living room. He left them to sleep it off in peace and went off to his own bed. Ricky had a day off on Saturday that week, and he decided to spend it at the pool. It was a good chance for a test drive of his new white thong, the most daring swimwear he’d ever owned. Jim and Steve were there, too, as well as some of the usual sun worshippers, several of whom had already fucked Ricky. But Jim and Steve had another guy with them. Ricky had never seen him before, but he had no trouble recognizing another famous porn star, Arpad Nagy. Nagy was neither the biggest nor the most well hung guy present, but the bulge in his swimsuit looked damned hot and Ricky was in a mood to get a bonus load or two inside him. He got up and wandered around the pool to say hello. Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed that Jim and Steve were watching like hawks to see what would happen. If he’d looked around, he’d have seen that everyone else at the pool was watching too. But his eyes were fixed on his target. The guy’s bulge was definitely getting bigger, and his eyes were riveted on Ricky’s swollen crotch. Ricky spent several minutes making small talk, casually scratching his basket and then rubbing his hand briefly over his exposed ass cheeks. The Hungarian stud definitely seemed interested and responsive, but then the energy shifted, and his responses cooled down again. Ricky sensed right away that his chance had vanished, although he didn’t know why, and he finally said, “Well, see you around,” and made his way back to his own chair. Ricky didn’t have a date that night, everyone else was out and about somewhere, and he was feeling horny as hell after finishing off his solitary dinner of a burger and salad. He decided to just go out for a while and see what sort of action he could get into. Underdressed to kill in a pair of white spandex shorts and a white crop top, he headed out as darkness fell. He’d only done this once or twice before, cruising for random loads from strangers, but it was incredibly exciting, seeing how fast he could turn guys on and make them breed his cute boy butt. In the space of two hours Ricky managed to get filled up by three guys in all. One fucked him in the park down the street, the other two took him up to their apartment for a spitroast quickie – with both of them breeding him as they switched ends frequently. After that, feeling satisfied, he headed home. Just as he approached the building, he saw a man come out of the building and walk slowly away in the opposite direction. Head down a bit, and just a glimpse, but he knew right away it was Arpad Nagy. Ricky speeded up his steps and caught up to the porn star. “Hey, sexy, feeling lonely tonight?” Nagy glanced quickly around, then grabbed Ricky by the shoulders and shoved him into the alleyway right beside them. “Get in here.” He dragged Ricky about twenty steps into the alleyway, just enough to get behind a fire escape, then spun him around and pushed him up against the wall. His hand grasped the waistband of those tiny shorts, then dug inside and fingered the younger guy’s crack. Nagy leaned close, and grunted, “Is this what you wanted?” Ricky smiled and said, “Fuck, yes. I want your dick inside me.” Nagy was already hard. He yanked Ricky’s shorts down, exposing that full ripe peach. His finger went to the hole, and found it was already loose and wet. Sloppy seconds. “How many loads have you got in here already?” “Three.” “This one’s going to be as big as two more. Haven’t fucked in four days and I’m loaded and ready.” “Ooh, yeahhhh….” Nagy pulled his pants open, spat on his hand twice, wiped it on his now rock-solid cock, and pushed Ricky’s head up against the wall as he said, “Stick your ass out.” Ricky complied, and the porn stud shoved his big tool deep into Ricky’s loose, wet hole in one long thrust. “Fuck, yeah!” Ricky’s response wasn’t a scream of pain, more a cry of triumph. Nagy planted his head on Ricky’s shoulder and began talking. “You like this, don’t you? Yeah, you’re a good little slut, pulling your pants down and taking my cock in a dark alley. You really like this. Really want my fucking load.” “Oh, yeah! Fuck me and breed me.” “You’re not going to be able to keep it all in. It’ll be running out of your ass and staining those pretty white shorts.” “Give to me. I want it.” Ricky could feel that thick stud dick cramming its way in and out of his ass and loved it, wanted it, had to have it. The man was grunting now, slamming into him and reaming his hole out, and Ricky could tell he was about to get bred again. Nagy groaned. “Fucking gonna cum.” “Yeah! Cum inside my ass. Give it to me!” The Hungarian porn stud blasted off inside Ricky’s ass, slamming in as hard as he could go on each pulse, as if to shoot so far inside that it would take a week to come back out. When he pulled out, Ricky turned around, wanting to lick and suck that dick clean. But the man wiped his dick on his shirt tail, ignoring Ricky’s pleading eyes, tucked it back in and zipped up, slapping Ricky’s ass, and growling, “Great fuck. Keep it in you.” Then he walked disdainfully away, leaving Ricky standing there in the alley, smiling happily as the cum slowly trickled down his taint. The spandex shorts had very visible cum stains over the crack when he walked back into the building a few minutes later. The concierge knew better than to take any “notice” of his little problem, since it was, in any case a frequent sight here, as in all condo buildings in and around WeHo.

I didn't see Mitch at all the next day, until dinner, which was fine by me because even though he left that note, I was still nervous at the thought of being confronted by him. I had just sat down at the dinner table when he strolled into the dining room. He had just gotten back from practice and looked sweaty. He must not have showered afterward. He was wearing a muscle shirt that was split down the sides all the way to his waist, showing off not only those perfect arms, but his ribcage and tapered waist. His basketball shorts hugged his perfect globe ass, clinging to the mounds almost like a second skin, revealing the cleft between his cheeks that had soaked up some of his sweat. The piece de resistance was the flip-flops on his feet, displaying those glorious size 13's. He couldn't have looked hotter if he was buck naked. He casually winked at me as he gave his balls a little scratch on his way into the kitchen to get his dinner. My heart skipped a beat. Returning with a plate mounded with food, he sat directly opposite of me. I got a big whiff of his musky scent as he reached for the salt and pepper. My mouth kind of went dry and I gulped down some water, trying not to look directly at his divine awesomness. The guys were all talking about the toga party, who fucked who, who struck out, which bitches were the sluttiest, the usual guy talk. I had just taken a big mouthful of food when suddenly I felt a foot right on my crotch. I choked from shock and spit my food onto my plate. "You ok man?" Mitch asked, looking right at me. "Yea, yea." I sputtered, grabbing my water. I just swallowed wrong. "Well lets hope you don't swallow wrong again." he said as he ground his toes into my cock. "We wouldn't want you...choking." I flushed bright red as he removed his foot from my groin. God Damn he was going to fuck with my head! I guess that's payback for me fucking him. I looked at my brothers to see if anyone had noticed, but they were oblivious. Thank God. I just quickly finished my dinner and left the table, heading out to the library. I was sitting in a cubicle, immersed in my biology text book when someone sat in the one next to me. Glancing down I recognized Mitch's feet and my heart lept into my throat. "Hey buddy," he said as he reached across my cubicle for my backpack on the shelf. His arm pit was inches from my face, and he moved extra slow, making sure I got a good, long sniff. "You got an extra highliter in there? I seem to have forgotten one." He settled back into his seat and started studying. I was done. There was NO way I could concentrate for one second on my textbook with my sweaty Nordic god sitting next to me. I just stared blankly at the pages. I should have just left, but I was caught in his mesmerising web. Every few minutes he would stretch his arms, giving me a new, fresh whiff of his pits. After an hour I could take no more. "Well I'm done for the night." I said, packing up my stuff. "See you back at the house." "Oh you will." he said as I walked away. Thank God he couldn't see the erection I was getting. Back at the house I tried to watch some t.v. to clear my mind. But all I could see was Mitch. After a while he came back and went up to his room. After a while, I went up to my own room and went to bed. I took out Mitch's jockstrap. It was still moist from the load I had added to it last night. I held it over my nose and breathed deep while I jerked my cock to an explosive orgasm. I drifted off to sleep still holding my prized possession. I was startled out of my sleep by a hand across my mouth and a large body on top of mine. "Shhhhhh......it's Ok Cole. Its just me." Mitch whispered in my ear. "Don't wake the guys up!" "What the fuck are you doing?" I whispered back. "I think you know! I'm getting payback for last night!" That's when I realized we both were naked, and I didn't care. Whatever my God wanted, he'd get. "Get down there and suck my cock!" I didn't have to be told twice! He was already hard and I had to spread my mouth wide to take his monster in me. And he wasn't being gentle. He forced it down into my throat, gagging me. Past my tonsils he pushed it while I choked and sputtered. "Take it fucker! Choke on it bitch! You took what you wanted last night, tonight it's my turn!" He pushed the back of my head down as hard as he could until my nose was buried in his pubes. I couldn't breath as he stayed buried to the hilt. Finally when I thought I would pass out, he let me up for air. I gulped and gasped before he forced his huge cock back down my throat. He kept that up, waiting till I ran out of air, then letting me breath, then burying his dick deep in my throat. "Fuck yea faggot. This is want you want isn't it? You want my cock choking you! Well take it bitch!" He was right. This WAS what I wanted! I didn't care how, I was taking his magnificent cock. I knew at that moment I would do ANYTHING for him. He started fucking my throat faster and I knew he was close. "Oh fuck dude......I'm gonna fucking cum! Take it bitch. Fuckin swallow it!" He pumped a big load down my throat and I swallowed it down as the golden nector it was. He didn't pull out until he had squirted every last drop. "Fuck man.....that was good. You suck a good cock! You must have had practice." He said collapsing on the bed. "Don't think were done bitch, that was just the first one!" He grabbed my head and shoved it into his pit. I didn't need to be told what to do. I started rutting like a pig, sniffing and licking his stench, and loving it. He moved me to his other pit which I cleaned with just as much vigor. If he thought he was trying to humiliate me, well he just didn t get my level of admiration for him. I was now his bitch whenever he wanted it. Pulling me out of his pit, he moved his body so his ass was over my face. He planted his sweaty, hairy crack on my nose and I went bat shit crazy! I feasted on his funk like a starving Ethiopian! I licked, I smelled, I sucked every inch of his sweaty jock ass. His asshole was the best part, all moist and dank. I felt a tinge of sadness when he finally pulled off. I could have died happy there. Without a word, he just pushed my knees to my chest and spit on my hole a few times. Then he lined up his cock and slowly pushed it in me. Oh God it hurt so had! But I didn't want him to stop. If this is what he wanted, I would give it to him. He covered my mouth with his hand to silence any sounds I made, and pushed his cock in me balls deep. I was breathing fast and shallow as I tried to relax my ass. He gave me a minute to adjust, then started to fuck me. "Oh fuck!" He exclaimed. "This is WAY better than a pussy! So tight! Fuck yea! Squeeze my cock bitch!" I felt so proud that I was pleasing him that I milked his cock as hard as I could, despite any pain I felt as his fat 9 inches plundered my hole. He fucked me non stop for 20 minutes. I just wrapped my arms and legs around him, never wanting to let him go. "Here it comes bitch!" He finally said. "Take my cum. I know it's what you want! Take it all you faggot!" He went ridged as he buried himself as deep as he could. I could feel his cock pulse deep in me as he shot spurt after spurt of his hot cum deep in my bowels. Then he surprised me by grabbing my own rock hard cock and jerking it. "Cum for me baby." he said almost tenderly. "Chm for the quarterback. Do it!" I shot a huge load all over our chests and his hand. When I had finished he fed me my cum, cleaning it all off of us. Then he surprised me again and planted his lips on mine and tongued my mouth as he pulled his spent cock out of my ass. "Damn that was good." he said as he pulled his shorts on. "See you tomorrow night, bitch." he grinned as he left my room. I just drifted off to sleep.....contented.

I'm happy to have this space where we can discuss these topics that perhaps the rest of society doesn't understand well. I recently had a BLIP on my viral load and I was also diagnosed with Syphilis at the same time ( and for the first time ) 😑 My doctor is a woman, she seems to be a liberal person, at least that's what I thought... What scared me most at my last appointment was that she told me several times that this BLIP is the result of me not taking the medication correctly. She also said that it is entirely possible for me to be reinfected with a virus that is resistant to my medicines and that this will harm my treatment (and from what I have studied, it is practically impossible to have a reinfection, especially if I take the medicines every day). The whole time the doctor insisted on how my long-term treatment is going to fail and that my virus gonna be resistant to the medications. and that if I don't stop having unprotected sex, I will have a very serious problem She made me very scared about even syphilis, she told me that I could get other types of syphilis whose antibiotics don't work well Anyway, I'm not saying that having HIV is something simple....although I sometimes "forget" that I have this disease, but going to this medical appointment traumatized me because it seems like the doctor wanted to shock me all the time, leave me with fear I live in Berlin and gays here live their sexuality at full, and I don't see people here worried about having HIV or even having other diseases Could it be that I'm being very naive and am downplaying HIV? Unfortunately, I don't want to go back to this doctor. I felt that I was being judged

Live in a small rural town outside Toronto. Finding a hard cock in this sleepy town is like finding water in the desert. However last night when I was leaving the gym I got a message from a 23 yr old young fit guy with 8in thick veiny cock that he wanted to fuck my ass. Went to his house. Fucked me doggy and gave me his first load. Since I was still beating myself the ass muscles clamped on his cock getting him hard again. Fucked a second load in me and by the time I had come he went for a third one and this time my favorite position in missionary. When he was walking me out I saw a picture of him with an older gentleman. Upon asking who the person is he said that he is his father. Of course I didn't tell him but his father had fucked me a few times last summer outdoors. Now I have his son's load in me as well. Left his place so full and so satisfied that my ass is still gaping from his love making. World is full of coincidences and wish I can take both father and son together once.

This pig's last load was consumed yesterday at the bookstore. It had sucked off a stranger who was wearing a condom. It found the condom and sucked it inside out so it could get every drop possible. This happened to be the 21st load of the day. Pig's new personal best for a single session.

This ^ is spot-on. as I see the issue. It's perhaps the single-most crucial component of all, when considering where one's place is in our magnificent universe of barebackers. All of us should invest the time/effort in weighing all the variables, arrive at a decision, and then proceed to live our lives on our terms.

If I could still blush, I would ..... waaaaay too late for that though ....

Here in the US, that baby has been born, grew up fairly quickly, and is as emotionally stunted as a rock.

The feel of an ass around my cock is fantastic but I also enjoy the way a bottoms buttocks feel pushing back against me. If the bottom is on his back or riding me cowgirl style I call feel his balls pressing against me which I love. Beyond the physical pleasures there is a mental dimension. For one thing it just feels so, for the lack of a better term, gay. There is a sense of forbidden fruit about the act. It is a feeling totally unlike straight sex, emotionally and psychologically. It is magical with some bottoms, the verbal interplay is like fucking them mentally as well as physically. I don't mean in a hurtful way but that playful but intense way in which a top sometimes synchronizes with a bottom, each feeding off of the psychological needs of the other. The top's orgasm is the reward for both of them for the fuck they just shared.

I will also add that, if your meds compliance is so outstanding that you miss one dose a year and this doctor is blaming your blip on you being lax with your medication, I would ditch her immediately as your physician on account of her gross incompetence. She obviously has no idea what is going on with your case or your body, and God only knows what she’s got written on your chart. But she’s plainly demonstrated that she is not competent to manage your care, and as your life is in the balance I would give her no further opportunity to fuck it up. In a place the size of Berlin I imagine there are a number of qualified professionals, and I’m sure your regular doctor can provide you a referral if they don’t take patients directly.

Thank you for your resonating comment @Spunkinmyarse. Even though I am completely out of action for the moment that is not stopping me now and then laying the ground work (is that in itself futile) for when the time comes. As an example and to connect to your comment I recently was chatting online with this twink who like me is into full Leather Gear and was an interesting conversation to say the least. He would never do bareback even if in a monogamous relationship, and would never be rimmed as he thinks as he put it.... unhygienic. As said, your comment very much resonated within myself. I agree. And yes, a great shame indeed.

@hntnhole pure poetry! Please don't ever stop going to these places, and don't ever stop telling us about them!

Last night I fucked my house mate non stop for about 5 hours. I love turning his asshole into my personal playground. I shot 4 loads into him. All I need to do to get hard again is eat my sperm out of his freshly fucked mancunt.

Bring a stick of Land 'O Lakes unsalted with you .... that'll improve the taste of anything 😉

I don't think the trend you're referring to is limited to guys hunting for sex. Given the advent of so-called "social media", there's far too many folks (in the general population) that have somehow translated in their minds that online communication, or merely reading posts on their telephones supplants the need for human interaction. All of us need each other, meaning not just raw guys, but everyone, and impersonal commentary over the ether simply cannot fulfill that need. To the above quote: so-called "social media" is unable to fulfill that very necessary human need. These folks that spend hours a day on social media are denying themselves of actually "meeting"- interacting others, in-the-flesh. There's no substitute for actually interacting with others, most of all over (anti) social media. It's like we (meaning everyone who overly uses the falsely-named "social" media providers) is depending on a puff of smoke to fulfill a basic human need. I wonder if some of these people could go more than an hour (I mean being awake) without fooling with their damned phone ....

The first question I would ask you is, are you taking your medication as prescribed, regularly, without missing doses? Or are you being lax about it? You ask us if you’re downplaying HIV, but your actions will tell us more than your words. If you are taking your medication as prescribed, without fail, find another doctor. This one is being irrational. On the other hand, if you were being totally irresponsible and non-compliant taking your meds - in other words, downplaying HIV - then pay attention to her. She may be exaggerating the risks a bit, but she may be doing so in an attempt to startle you into compliance, since plain information hasn’t gotten through to you. I am extremely meds-compliant. I have missed exactly two daily doses of ART in the nine years since I started. When I called for my most recent refill and mentioned this to the pharmacist, she said, “Wow, we need to introduce you to some of our other patients.” And in spite of that, I get blips in my viral load count. It just happens, for various reasons. Regardless, your doctor is not wrong that you could get reinfected with a meds-resistant strain of HIV, but this is true regardless of your meds adherence. If the strain of HIV resistant to your ART, it’s going to bypass it whether you’re taking it or not, and the meds won’t be a barrier. The reason you’re at risk for it is that you fuck bare, and you fuck people of unknown status. It’s also why you’re at risk for STDs like syphilis. This doctor sounds as though her belief standard is that prevention trumps all risk, and she would rather see you curtail your sexual choice - or not fuck at all - to ensure that you remain disease-free on her watch. She fails to understand that your body belongs to you, not her, and you alone decide what risks you are willing to take with it. She does not sound very sex-positive, nor understanding of gay lifestyles, and you might be better served by a gay doctor who understands you better. Many members here attest to having such physicians. If you elect to keep this doctor, I suggest you do two things: 1) Take your damn meds. Every. Single. Day. No excuses. Do whatever it takes to make sure you get that pill in you every day without fail. 2) Tell the doctor, politely, something to the effect of: Thank you for your earnest advice. I appreciate your concern for my well-being. I have listened very carefully, and understand the risks to me as you have explained them, and there will be no need to repeat it. I will conduct my life in a way that seems best to me, and continue to count on your care, whatever may happen.

On one trip to the bathhouse in Columbus, Ohio, pig sucked 44 men's cocks. 26 of them ejaculated in it's mouth or on it's face. I'm going back this Friday. Hoping to improve on both of those numbers. Wanting AT LEAST 30 loads received. Also want to have at least a 5 man train ran on it's cunt. BB of course. Thinking it would be hot to ride the sling or go head down ass up in my room every time it's mouth gets tired.

Chapter 6 In Chapters 1 to 5, I tell about my friend, Joe, and an exciting weekend we had. We’ve partied, played in our asses with dildos and fists, he bred me, and we’ve expanded our holes further than ever before. He just double-fisted me, and now it’s his turn. Joe helped me out of the sling. I was feeling a little wobbly from the T and massive workout that my ass had been through. He hugged me close, and I inhaled deeply, smelling the great scents that his body generates. We decided to smoke some more to top off our high. After the points earlier, we only needed a few hits to get us soaring again. Joe was going to be in the sling for this session, so I wanted to make sure that he was really spun for this event. Once we had blown clouds for a while and shot-gunned some, we were ready to move back to the sling. Joe looks so sexy in the sling, with his hairy ass on display. Before settling down at his ass, I moved to the head of the sling. I stuck my nose in his right armpit and sniffed deeply. His aroma made my cock and ass twitch. I licked all around his pit to transfer some of the scent to my face so that I could enjoy it while I was working his ass. I also gave him a deep kiss since I know he enjoys his aroma, too. But this was going to be all about his ass. I moved to the stool at the foot of the sling and sat down. His ass also had a great musk, so I dove my tongue into his hole for a while. He loves getting his ass eaten and gets really active in the sling while I’m doing it. He grabbed the poppers at one point, taking his own hits before putting the bottle beneath my nose. Once the rush hit both of us, we went nuts. His hole opened up even more than before, and I was happy to shove my tongue in and out of his sweet, hairy hole. I also worked two fingers in on each side so that I could open his hole for deep penetration of my tongue. I sucked on his hole and got my tongue deep inside him. Now it was time for more than a few fingers and my tongue to go in his ass. I sat back, lubed up his ass and my hands, and started to probe his hole. Since I had four fingers in his before, I started out by inserting all the fingers on my right hand, pushing in past the knuckles. My thumb was roving around outside his hole. He was opened for me, so I pulled back, added in my thumb, and inserted my whole hand. He moaned in pleasure and reached back to spread his ass open for me. My hand slowly worked its way deeper and deeper into him until I was well past my wrist. While inside him, I’d rotate my hand, flex my fingers into a fist, and massage the inner walls of his ass. I pulled out my right hand, made a fist with my lubed left hand, and inserted that into his ass. Immediately, he sucked me in about halfway up my arm. My fingers were probing around, searching for his second hole. Once I found it, I stroked it with my index finger until I could push it into his deepest recesses. He was moaning to show me how much he enjoyed it. Joe looked at me and said, “Stretch my hole.” My larger right hand was better for this, so I pulled my left hand out, made a fist with my right, and dove into his ass. This time, it wasn’t about depth but more focused on getting his hole stretched. I pulled back so that my fisted hand was right at the widest part and started to twist, stretching his hole. Joe grabbed the poppers and took a few deep hits. When he put the bottle down, he slid down a little in the sling and reached back to open his ass more. His groaning was intense as I worked his hole over with my fist, getting his hole to expand dramatically. Joe was shaking his ass around on my fist, moving left and right to get my hand to reach all of the places that made his ass feel good. Then, he slid his ass down, getting my hand deep inside his ass. I flexed my fingers between fisted and extended while feeling the flesh of his inner chambers. Since he was well opened up now, I got my fingers through his second hole and was deep inside him. I moved my hand in and out through his second hole, making him moan in pleasure and getting his second hole even more open than before. I decided to use one of the dildos on him. I grabbed the Dog dildo that he had taken earlier and lubed it up. The tip went in easily, and I rotated it when it got the knot. The knot passed into him with no resistance this time. Once that was past his hole, the rest went in. I would twist it around so that the knot passed over all the areas inside him and sometimes would push it in a little deeper. Joe’s ass wanted more. I had him hold the Dog in place while I went to get the bigger Dog. When I looked back, the pig was fucking his ass with the toy, pulling the knot in and out of his hole while keeping the rest of the dildo inside him. It was clear that he was ready for something bigger. I lubed up the bigger toy, and Joe let the smaller toy work its way out of his ass. Even with all the fucking that he had done, the complete extraction of the toy still took some time. Once it was out, I lined the bigger Dog up at his hole and worked it into his ass. The Dog slid in with no effort up to the knot. I pushed the knot up against his hole and rotated it, working it ever deeper. Once I knew that he was ready, I suggested he do some poppers before I shoved the knot past his hole. He took a few hits. I waited until the rush was hitting and pushed the knot in. He took it with little resistance. He was moving his ass around on the toy while I just held it in place. At one point, Joe swung the sling back so that the knot passed out of his and then sunk back down on it. Seeing him take the knot through his hole again and again was sexy. He had never even had that toy all the way inside him, and now he was riding it like a pro. Joe slowed down and bottomed out on the toy. I would wiggle the toy and twist it around to move the knot around in his ass. While the Dog was in his ass, I was using one hand to drive the dildo and was working a few fingers in around the toy. This would really expand his hole. Joe picked up the poppers, took a few hits and said, “Wreck my hole”. When the popper rush hits Joe, his ass responds by opening up and becoming more flexible. He reached back and spread open his hole, so I pulled the Dog all the way out and shoved it back inside him. On the way in, I was turning the toy so the knot would hit all sorts of different places inside him. I worked it back and forth in his hole, sure that the tip was penetrating his second hole while the knot was working to caress his inner walls. Joe was certainly enjoying the ride and was moaning and groaning in ecstasy. Once he had come down from the poppers high, I left the toy inside his ass, letting gravity take control of the dildo. It drooped down as he pushed it out, and with one big grunt, he pushed it past the knot, and the toy fell to the floor. Joe’s ass was gaping now, with lube drooling out of his hole. I lubed up my hands and started to probe his ass with my fingers. It was obvious that he could take a lot, so I made a fist with my hand and inserted it into him, twisting as it entered. That hand went in deep, and I started poking fingers from my other hand into him. Joe rode my fist for a while, letting me feel all through his ass. I pulled my hand out and put four fingers from each hand into his hole. I could use them to stretch his hole, but also would put my hands together and insert all eight fingers in past the knuckles. I’d use those eight fingers to fuck his hole, getting him to open more. Once he was readily accepting all my fingers, I added the thumb from my left hand into the mix. He noticed the greater width but accepted it well. I fucked him this way for a while, then suggested some poppers to him. I sank my hands deep while he inhaled the fumes, then pulled back, added my other thumb into the mix, and slowly pushed forward. Joe adjusted his ass a little bit, and both hands slid into his ass. He was bucking his ass on my hands, enjoying the feeling of being stuffed. Joe slowed his action with the sling and asked me what had inside him. When I told him it was both hands, he was amazed. I had pulled one hand out by then and was just lightly fisting his hole. He knew how special the moment was and how much he had accomplished in this session. I continued fisting his ass, mostly focused on in and out movements since his ass was so opened. Joe enjoyed the attention and the slower pace of action. His cock had leaked a good amount of fluid while he was being fisted, so I cleaned off his hairy stomach and then sucked his cock into my mouth. I was rewarded with another spurt of cum. Joe loves snowballing, so I slowly extracted my hand from his ass and moved up to give him a kiss and share his cum. He was coming down from the session, so we made out for a little bit more, and then he wanted to get out of the sling. I helped him out, and we went and collapsed on the bed again.

I have had one guy who has been fucking me for years, I mean years, who has a wife and a kid and is neg. He's huge, he works for Quest Diagnostics, and actually wears a plastic bracelet that reads "Mr. Big". He has showed up at my old apartment in his scrubs from Quest, and did admins for me. He always used a condom, and I have known him for years. He's handsome, polite and a great fuck. I have on many occasions, kept the condom with his cum in it, I usually pull it off his dick while he is jumping through the shower. I actually put it in a plastic cup with a lid, inside my freezer after I poured it out. I have used it as lube, so he may not know it, but I have had his DNA in me more times than I can count. I know it's sounds really "piggy", no it is really piggy. But if you would see him, you would want it to. This guy knows my status, but also knows that by using those condoms he'll be fine. He just doesn't know his potential babies end up in my freezer, in a plastic container marked "Mr. Big".

Chapter 6 Matty moved in between my legs all the while stroking his cock. “The moment you walked into the office a month ago I knew I was going to end up breeding your cunt. I just didn’t realize I was going to get to help poz your neg ass too. Doc here hasn’t let me cum in two weeks so you can imagine I’m feeling a little crazy right about now.” I couldn’t take my eyes off his huge cock with that dangerous looking PA. I started to panic a bit and tried to get out of the sling but I was restrained tightly and couldn’t move. Chad and Chris were on either side of with doc at my head. They all reached out and put their hands on me to help calm me down. “Shhh,” doc whispered in my ear. “Just relax this has to happen, but I promise you after a few minutes you’ll be begging for Matty’s load.” Matty started speaking again, if possible the look on his face was even more wicked looking than before. “And it would be very rude not to give little old Matty a turn after the others have already had their shot. Right Scotty?” Fuck he was right. “I’m sorry Matty. I just wasn’t expecting you to be hung like a fucking horse.” I gulped then continued, “please fuck me. I need your cum too.” “Much better.” He started rubbing the head of his cock on my not so tight hole, adding his precum to the mix. “You know I think it’s funny, when I first saw you I thought ‘fuck I bet he’s a power top’ but turns out the small queeny guy is the power top and you’re just another bottom cum whore waiting to learn his true place in the world.” With that he shoved his pierced cock deep inside my ass. Holy shit I’d never seen this side of Matty. Gone was the sweet kid and in his place was a fucking animal. Damn it was scary but hot as fuck. I let out a scream but Chris shoved his dick in my mouth to distract me from the pain. Doc was rubbing my head while Chad was playing with my nipples. Doc said, “open up Scotty, it’ll start to feel amazing in a minute. We just needed to make sure your insides were probably prepared to accept all of our toxic seed and give our babies a fertile place to latch onto. I thought Matty deserved the honor since he missed being with you in the exam room.” “Thank you Matty,” I screamed as his cock started to feel amazing. “Bred my cunt, fucking knock me up!” “Fuck I’m not going to last long you’ve got me so horned up.” With that I could feel his dick start to spasm and fill my ass even fuller than it already was. After a few minutes he pulled out and quickly took his piercing out and placed it on my chest then returned his cock to my well used hole. “Okay I think you’re sufficiently prepped. I don’t want to do too much damage. Oh and I’m good for at least one more load before I’m done with you.” He winked at me. It looked like sweet Matty was back. I noticed the piercing on my chest and it was covered in dark pink cum. Yep no question about it there was no way I was leaving here neg. I had never felt so alive before in all my life. I lost track of how long Matty fucked me but soon he was delivering his second load of the night. As soon as he pulled out doc moved right in. “Sorry boy, I know you need a break after Matty but watching him use you like that made me so horny I just needed inside you again. Trust me it won’t take long for me to shoot my load.” While doc fucked I tried to clean Matty’s cock off the best I could. It had shrunk a bit so I was able to get most of it down my throat. With my bodily fluids mixed with everyone’s cum, it was fucking delicious. “I’m proud of you Scotty. You’ve currently got six toxic loads of cum deep inside you. Chris, hand me one of those plugs from the table. I’m about to shoot then will give our new boy a much deserved break.” After a few minutes they all helped me out of the sling. I looked at the clock and realized we’d been at it for well over two hours. No wonder my legs felt like jelly as I tried to get up. I noticed for the first time that behind the sling was futon that had been pulled out and covered in black sheets. They laid me down in the middle and Matty instantly climbed in and snuggled next to me. He whispered in my ear, “hope I didn’t hurt you too much. I get a little carried away sometimes when I haven’t had sex in so long, especially when I know I’m fucking a neg hole.” “It was amazing Matty! Thanks for sharing your gift.” Chris laid down on the other side of me and doc and Chad both sat at the end of the futon. I’d never felt so safe. “Hey doc can I ask you a question?” “Of course Scotty.” “I understand the three of you, but Chad, was that just a happy accident his being here today?” Dr. Manning started chuckling. “Well that’s an interesting story. You see Chad here was the first patient that I had the honor of telling they were HIV positive. This was years ago and Chad didn’t react very well to the news.” Now Chad was chuckling. “That’s an understatement. I was a fucking wreck. Thought my life was over. Doc hugged me and let me bawl all over him but pretty soon I could feel him getting aroused and I was like what the fuck!” “Hey who knew I’d have that reaction but it was hot. I calmed Chad down and started to explain to him that he had been given an amazing gift and it was his duty to share it with others.” Chad took over the story. “As you can imagine I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. A medical doctor was telling me it was not only ‘cool’ that I was poz but it was my responsibility to share it. I mean fucked up right?” We all started laughing at that. “But then doc took my hand and placed it on my own dick and I realized I was rock hard. Well fuck! So he leaned in my ear and asked me if I wanted to give him a recharge.” “That was also the day I realized I hadn’t been doing my duty to the community,” doc said. “Since I was undetectable at the time, I realized I had dropped the ball, so Chads getting knocked up helped me make the decision to stop meds. I mean what kind of doctor would I be if I didn’t do what I preached.” This whole time Chad had been playing with the plug in my ass. Matty and Chris were rubbing my chest and tweaking my nipples. I was starting to moan like a bitch in heat. “Hmmm looks like he’s ready for round two boys.” Chad yanked the plug out and dove into my ass eating me out. Oh fuck I went crazy. After a few minutes he climbed on top of me and fed me a mouth load of cum, then we proceeded to make out. The rest of the night was kind of a blur. I ended up with 15 loads buried deep in my guts with a slightly bigger butt plug sealing every drop inside. It was early morning by the time we wrapped things up. As we were leaving doc explained the next steps. “Okay you’re going to become hornier than ever. We’ve unlocked your true nature tonight but you are not to let anyone else fuck you until you’re officially a member of the family.” I got kind of got a nervous look on my face. Weeks without sex yea that would never work now. He noticed my panicked look and said, “sorry I should’ve been more clear. Only the four of us are allowed to fuck you. “Here’s what you’re going to do. All of our numbers are in your phone so anytime you get the itch all you have to do is call one of us or better yet just walk into the office during business hours. One of the three of us will always make sure we’re available to give you what you need. And Chad has a flexible schedule so he can help out too. Then every Friday night we’ll expect you back here for another session. At this rate you’ll be in the family in no time.” I looked at Chad and the others and they were all shaking their heads in agreement. “I promise you we’ll keep you drowning in cum and once that test comes back poz we’ll have a big surprise for you. Now go home and get some rest. Keep that plug in as long as can to give our swimmers ample time to be absorbed into your DNA.” With that doc gave me a passionate kiss and we all headed out.

Chapter 5 I sat on the exam table in just my jock. One thought kept running through my mind...I know what my next tattoo’s going to be! Without even realizing what I was doing I stuck a finger in my mouth, then leaned back on the table, brought one leg up and started fingering my hole. My eyes were closed and was I moaning. I was up to two fingers, lost in my own world so I didn’t notice the doc had returned. “Damn Scotty, I have to say I never imagined you’d progress so quickly but fuck look at you go. Tell me, what do you want?” “Poz cum sir. I need poz cum!”” “Good man. Is that the first time you’ve admitted it out loud?” “Yes,” I said starting to blush again.” “Don’t be embarrassed. You’ve finally realized what’s been missing from your life. You should be proud of yourself. Now let’s do this test so we can get you knocked up.” “Doc I was thinking. We don’t really need to do it since it’s going to happen anyway.” “Well, good point, but to be honest with you, I’m a little selfish and want to know for myself. You see, I want your family here to be the ones that convert your ass not some random hookup.” “Fuck me! When you put it that way I totally agree.” “Oh believe me son you will be fucked and fucked hard tonight.” He quickly administered the test then said “ Okay I really do want to check your prostate before we start so why don’t you standup at the end of the table and lean over.” Before I could move there was a knock at the door. “Come in,” doc responded. The door opened and Chad stuck his head in. “Hey doc, Chris told me you wanted me in here with you guys. Umm looks like I arrived just in time,” he said licking his lips. “Hi Chad, come on in. You two are my last patients of the day so I hope you don’t mind if we double up a bit so I can give you both some good quality attention. I know it’s unorthodox but I think it’ll be good for you both of you.” “Works for me.” Chad was grinning from ear to ear. “Should I get naked too?” He didn’t wait for an answer just stripped down. Chris entered the room carrying his equipment to take some blood. “Prefect everyone’s here. Okay, Chad you take Scotty’s place on the exam table and Chris you go over there to take his vitals and draw blood. And Scotty you come over here on the other side of Chad and bend over him so I can examine your ass. Feel free to suck on Chad’s cock; it’s rather tasty.” Okay seriously I felt like I had entered the fucking twilight zone. This didn’t happen to normal people. Good thing I was becoming a twisted fucker then. Doc was right. Chad’s precum was delicious! I was in my own world sucking away when I felt doc’s fingers start to probe my ass. Oh fuck that felt good. I was moaning around Chad’s cock when someone pulled me away. I looked up and they were all staring at me with my face covered in slobber and precum and they started to laugh. “Damn boy I thought you were going to suck my balls through my cock. You’re one horny motherfucker. You keep sucking me like that and I’m going to cum and this load needs to go deep in your ass.” “Not to mention you have Chad wiggling around like a mad man and I’m trying to take his blood without hurting him.” “Sorry guys.” I said sheepishly. All the while Dr. Manning kept moving his fingers around inside me. “Well your prostate looks good. Chris you about done with Chad?” “Yep all good here. You need me for anything else?” “No, I just have a few questions for Chad then we’ll meet in the break room.” Just then we heard a big huff and turned to see Matty standing in the doorway. “You guys promised you wouldn’t start without me.” “Matty we’re just finishing up here. No one’s fucked our boy yet but we’re getting very close. Give us ten minutes and we’ll meet you in the playroom.” Playroom, seriously?? Matty was pouting again but turned and left the room. Dr. Manning sighed, “damn that boy is sexy as fuck when he pouts. We better hurry this up before he really gets mad at us. Okay Chad, you okay answering a few questions in front of Scotty?” “Of course. We’re practically family. Scott why don’t you suck my balls while the doc and I chat.” I dove for his balls immediately. “Chad, how you feeling? I see your viral load is the highest it’s ever been.” “I feel fine doc. My specialist really wants me to start meds but I’m still not sure.” “Well you know I’ll support you in whatever you decide and remember you can always go off them again.” “Thanks doc. Maybe after we knock this slut up I’ll consider it, but for now I’m really enjoying spreading my gift.” “Well Scotty, I think it’s time to see what the test showed. You ready?” “Is it strange I really want it to be neg so you guys can poz me?” Doc chuckled. “Not at all I Know I hope that.” He took a look at the test and got a big grin on his face. “Alright then, let’s get this neg boy knocked up.” The two of them lead me out of the exam room and down the hall to the employee break room, which apparently doubled as their play room. I walked in and my jaw hit the floor. There was a sling set up in the middle of the room. A fuck bench off the side and a table filled with dildos and butt plugs. Nothing like the break room at my office. Chris was standing by the sling naked, stroking his cock. Matty was next to him but he was still wearing some very tight boxer briefs that looked to be hiding one hell of a package. “Guys why don’t you help our guest of honor get in the sling why I finally get out of these clothes.” Before I knew it I was secured in place ready for the breeding to begin. Dr. Manning had a nice 7” cock which looked pretty thick. He was rock hard and I noticed he had a big bio haz tat just above his cock. “You ready son to join our family?” “YES please fuck me I am so damn horny!! Knock my fucking neg ass up,” I screamed. That’s all it took. Doc shoved his dick inside me in one go. Thank god he loosened me up earlier or I would have been in a world of hurt. He started fucking me and the pain soon turned to pleasure. I looked around me and the the other guys were all surrounding me each of them jacking off, all except Matty who still had his undies on. “No turning back now. You ready for my load?” “Yes! Give it to me.” He plowed into me balls deep and I felt his cock start to shoot rope after rope of cum. I clamped down hard on his dick. “Fuck yeah, milk my cock. Get every drop of toxic cum.” He pulled out of me and Chris quickly took his place. Doc walked around to the front of the sling and shoved his cock down my throat. “Clean me off Scotty.” Delicious! Chris picked up his speed and pretty soon he was adding his toxic load to the docs. Then Chad stepped up to take his turn. I was in heaven. Who knew sex could be this good. I had a cock in both ends and couldn’t get enough. I could feel Chad starting to load me up. Damn it felt like he was shooting a gallon of cum in me. I could feel down dripping down my legs. “That’s a 5 day load there for you.” Everyone had fucked me except for Matty and he was still wearing his underwear, WTF? “How you doing Scotty? You need a break,” asked doc. “More, please I need more.” “Good man. We have a surprise for you. Matty has a new piercing and he’s been saving it for a special occasion. Guess what? That would be you Scotty.” Matty had an evil grin on his face as he slowly pulled down his boxer briefs. Out popped the biggest cock I’ve ever seen on such a small guy. It had to be over 9” and as thick as a beer can. Matty was only about 5’6” and real skinny plus he had his pubes trimmed short which made it look even bigger. But what scared me the most was the wicked PA piercing he had. It looked like a wheel with spokes, sharp spokes. “My turn. I’ve been waiting for a month for this moment. You ready for your life to change forever Scotty?”

Chapter 4 One of the perks of my job was that I can work from home a couple times a week with no issues from my boss. I don’t do it very often but Friday, this worked out perfect. It would allow me to get work done, make it to the gym at lunch and allow plenty of time for me to clean out before I headed to my appointment. I was strangely nervous excited all day. At around one I headed over to my gym, which conveniently was right around the corner, to burn off some of my pent up energy. It was pretty quiet for the middle of the day but I did notice a few hot older guys and few others who looked to be on their lunch breaks as well. Now when I’m at the gym I usually don’t pay attention to anyone else. I’m there to work out so I try not to get distracted by watching others. But fuck it, today, I couldn’t stop watching the guys wondering if they were gay and if so, did they fuck raw. After about 20 minutes I figured this was a lost cause so I packed it up and headed home. I didn’t get much work done in the afternoon; I just couldn’t concentrate. My mind kept going back to all those deliciously nasty stories about guys actively seeking toxic loads. As I was cleaning out I kept playing with hole thinking how good that raw cock felt. Since I was working from home I’d planned on just wearing shorts and a T-shirt. My big dilemma was do I wear boxer-briefs, a jock, or go commando. Fuck it I was wearing my jock. I loved the way it framed my tight ass. It was finally 5:30 as I walked into Dr. Manning’s office. Matty looked up from his computer and at first had a confused look on his face which quickly turned into a huge grin. “Holy shit Scott I almost didn’t recognize you. Damn you look good enough to eat.” I smiled back feeling a little self-conscious. “Come here sexy give Matty a kiss.” He leaned over his desk and laid a nice wet one on my lips. “Now go have a seat in the waiting room and quit distracting me.” I gave him a quick smile and went to take a seat. There was one other guy already there and he’d been watching the exchange between Matty and me. He winked at me and said “damn Matty why didn’t I get a kiss?” “Oh stop it Chad. You know I only kiss my favorites.” “Oh that hurts.” “Truth usually does.” He grinned and stuck his tongue out at the hunk apparently known as Chad. Chad turned his attention to me with a huge smile. “Love your tats. Where’d you have them done?” “Tat City on 3rd.” “Nice. Max?” “Yep.” “He’s done all of mine too.” “Excellent. I love his work. I’ve been going to him for years.” Okay so I know you want to know what Chad looks like...about my height, extremely toned, tanned, muscular, brown eyes, goatee. I’d say he was probably in his 40s. He was wearing a tank top and shorts. His tank showed off his amazing ink on his shoulders and upper arms. There is nothing hotter than a guy with tats. At least in my opinion. So basically my walking wet dream. I sat down next him and we started discussing tats. He’d just gotten a new one a couple weeks before. “I’ve been thinking about getting another one, I just can’t make up my mind. What’d you get?” He grinned, grabbed the strap of his tank top and pulled it down past his pierced nipple to reveal a big bio haz sign on his pec. “Holy fuck that’s hot!” Before I even knew what I was doing I reached out to trace his tat with my fingers. “Mmm he did great work, right?” “Oh fuck. Sorry man.” I said as I pulled my hand back. “No problem. I love it when a guy admires my ink.” He winked and licked his lips. “You need to get one. You’d be floored how much ass I’ve gotten since I got it.” “Really? I’d have thought it would scare guys away.” “No way, it’s a fucking magnet for those chasers. Let’s the neg boys know what’s on the table.” “I never would have thought it would be but fuck it’s sexy as hell.” “Do it man you won’t be disappointed.” “Uhh yeah I’m not poz.” “Damn, sorry. I just assumed.” “No problem.” He grabbed my hand and placed it back on his tat. “Who knows, play your cards right and you may just earn your own bio haz.” Fuck me! I was starting to get hard. He glanced down and noticed my shorts getting a little tighter and started smirking. “See fucking magnet.” At that exact moment I heard Chris clear his throat behind me. “Umm hope I’m not interrupting boys. Scotty you’re up. Chad honey, sit tight. We’ll be ready for your help shortly.” He has smiling from ear to fucking ear and I was just getting harder. “Take your time. I’m in no hurry. My whole evening is wide open.” He winked at me. “I’m sure I’ll be seeing you soon, Scotty.” Oh dear god please someone shoot me now. I got up and followed Chris; my dick leading the way. I started to cover it up but Chad brushed my hand away. “A hard dick is absolutely nothing to be ashamed of. Let everyone know you’re horny and need to fuck. Isn’t that right Chris?” “Damn you boys keep this up I’m going to rip Scotty’s shorts off and start breeding him right here in the waiting room.” “Now Chris, remember what the doc said, no fucking in the waiting room.” Matty called out. “You’d have to do that in the break room.” Yep full on rock hard now. Chad just bust out laughing and Matty had a very smug look on his face. This appointment was not going how I imagined. Then again maybe it was going exactly as it should. Chris lead me to the exam room and had me hop up on the table. “You should just take off your shirt, it will make taking your blood pressure easier.” He managed to say with a completely straight face. “Umm okay. That’s a new one.” “Can’t blame a boy for trying.” He was trying really hard not to laugh. “Well let’s see how that blood pressure is especially with all that blood down there in your crotch.” He finished up and took the cuff off. “Looks really good. Why don’t you take your clothes off and the doc will be into see you in a few.” “Um I’m sorry all my clothes? I’m just doing a blood pressure check. Are you joking again?” “I never joke about getting naked. It says in your chart he wants to do a prostate exam. So he’ll want you naked for that.” He could see I wasn’t convinced. “Trust me it will be a positive experience Scotty. If you’d like I can go get you a gown to put on, but we’ve found most of our patients prefer to be naked.” He placed his hand on my shoulder and squeezed. “Trust me Scotty all of us here have nothing but your best interests at heart. Besides you’ve got a hot body; you need to show that fucker off. Oh yeah and I love your new shaven look.” He winked and left the room closing the door behind him. Okay, here goes nothing. I took my shirt off and stood up and was unbuttoning my shorts when the door opened and the doc walked in. “Scott, great to see you again. Thanks for coming in so late on a Friday.” He walked right up to me and gave me a big hug. “Have a seat and let’s see what’s going on with your blood pressure.” I kept my shorts on but they were still unbuttoned so you could easily see my jock. He looked at my chart and said “damn your BP looks great. Cutting back your dosage seems to be working. We’ll keep it as is for now then check it again in a few months. Now how are you doing with everything else? How was your month?” “Well doc, umm it was kind of weird.” I proceeded to tell him a bit of what had happened. When I was done he asked, “So the guy came in you, did you enjoy it or did it make you feel guilty?” “I loved it. I didn’t feel guilty until the next day.” “Interesting, so you were okay that night?” “Well,” I blushed and looked away from him. “I kinda went home and fingered myself. I ended up eating most of the load.” “Well Damn! That’s excellent. Did you discuss status?” “No, that’s why I think I’m a bit stressed. He told me after he shot his load that he hoped I enjoyed his gift. I know that may not mean anything but some of those stories I’ve been reading inferred that gift could mean a poz load so I’ve been a little worried.” “That’s perfectly understandable. Other than the stress how have you been feeling? Any flu or cold like symptoms?” “Nope I’ve felt fine.” “Did he cum in you just the once?” “Yes, just once.” “Have you had sex with anyone else since him?” “No.” “How does the thought that you might have taken a poz load make you feel?” “A little nervous.” “Interesting. You say that but your penis is hard and you appear to be leaking quite a bit in your jock there.” “Well damn!” “Okay Scott, here’s what I purpose. We do a rapid HIV test to check your status. If it comes back positive we’ll talk and make a game plan. If it comes back negative we’ll see what we can do to fix that. That sound good to you?” “Umm yeah okay.” Wait what did he just say? “Great. Take those shorts off, but you can leave the jock on. We won’t be needing your cock today so you can keep him covered.” He winked at me. “I’m just going to step out and grab a few things then we can get started.” Fuck! Me!

Part 5 We froze. I could feel Mitch's heart pound in his chest. I instantly felt bad for him. He had so much to lose. Me, I was a nobody, but Mitch could have his whole life ruined right now. I got out from between Mitch's legs, my cock pulling out of his ass, dragging some cum with it. Even though we had been caught, I still tried to cover myself and so did Mitch. From the corner walked a man I didn't immediately recognize. Mitch obviously did as all the blood drained from his face. "Do you want to tell your "friend" who I am, Miller?" the man said. Mitch just stayed silent. "I'm assistant coach Jenkins." he said, looking at me. "You boys are in some deep shit." "Coach...." Mitch started. "Shut up!" He demanded. "You think you can do what you want Miller? You think you're so goddamn special you can just come in here whenever you want so your boyfriend can Fuck you? Does the team know you're a faggot Miller?" "I....I'm not a," "SHUT UP! I know what I saw! You were taking it up the ass like a queer! And you were loving it!" Mitch's eyes welled up with tears and my heart broke for him. "Coach..I...." "I won't tell you again to SHUT UP!" Coach Jenkins walked up to Mitch and stood in his face. "It seems I have the upper hand. You see boy, you seem to forget that nowdays everybody has a camera with them at all times. I saw some lights on in here and came to investigate, and I could hear you boys. So I snuck in to see you on your back, legs spread like a whore, moaning while your boyfriend cornholed you. And I got pictures to prove it." A tear rolled down Mitch's cheek as he realized how fucked he was. "Now here's the thing. I can keep a secret. You're lucky I was the one who caught you. Had another coach caught you, he would have strung you up. But my secret keeping comes at a price." "Yes coach.....whatever you want." "Damn right whatever I want. Now it just so happens I like a nice piece of ass, and you're going to give it too me." Mitch's jaw dropped as he realized what exactly was about to happen. But he didn't say a word. Coach Jenkins started to unbuckle his pants as he said, "take off your gear boy." Mitch nervously removed his pads, cleats, and jockstrap, and stood naked in front of his assistant coach, his face flushing with shame. "Suck me boy!" He said as he dropped his pants and underwear revealing a large, black cock. "I've never sucked a cock..." he started to say. Which is true, he never sucked mine. "DO IT BOY!" Coach Jenkins ordered him. Mitch sank to his knees, trembeling as he took a cock into his mouth for the first time. "Good boy. That's it, suck it boy, get it good and wet." Mitch slobbered on the coaches cock, trying to fit it in his mouth. As the coaches cock grew, I could tell it was larger than even Mitch's cock was. Mitch just tried his best to get it wet. Coach pulled it out of his mouth and said, "get on the bench!" Mitch obediently laid back as the coach moved between his legs. I could see the fear in Mitch's eyes as coach lined his big cock up to the pink hole that leaked a little of my cum. Coach gripped his cock and started to force the head into Mitch's hole. Mitch took a deep breath and grimaced as the coach popped his head past the anal ring. He held it still for a moment, then started to slide all the way in. Mitch continued to breath deep as the coach buried what had to be 10 inches in the tight, pink hole. "Oh yea...." groaned the coach. "Been a long time since I had a nice piece of ass! You've got a nice one Miller!" With that he started to slowly Fuck in and out of Mitch. My cum load provided lube, and soon the coach was sliding his full length in and out, from tip to balls. Mitch started moaning as the coach fucked him. "On yea boy. I knew you'd like my cock. Looks like football isn't your only talent!" I just stood there mesmerized at the spectical in front of me. I couldn't believe how hot it was to watch the man I loved taking a big, black cock, and loving it. To watch that big pole slide in and out, while extasy covered his beautiful face made my own cock rock hard. I wasn't even jealous. I was loving what I was seeing. "Tell me boy." said the coach. "Tell me how much you love it." "Oh God coach. Fuck me. I fucking love it. Give me your big cock!" The coach, encouraged, increased his pace and was soon pounding Mitch's hole as hard as he could. "Take it boy! Take my big black cock like a whore!" "FUCK ME!!" yelled Mitch. "Fuck that hole coach!" "Oh yea boy! Fuckin great pussy! I'm gonna have to fuck it more often. Fuckin great quarterback pussy! I'm cumming boy! Take it whore!" "Give it to me! Give me all you've got! Fill me up!" With that the coach let out a howl and went rigid as he pumped my man full of his cum. He must have cum gallons as I could see cum leaking out down his balls. Coach pulled out of Mitch and wiped his cock off on Mitch's shorts. "Now get out of here boys! And Miller, I'll let you know next time I want a piece of that ass." "Yes coach." Mitch said as we quickly dressed and left the locker room. We walked back to the house in silence, neither of us sure what to say. When we got home I just went to my room and Mitch went to his. It wasn't long before I heard a knock on my door. I opened it and Mitch walked in and sat on my bed. I just sat next to him. "Cole," he began, "I liked it. A lot. I don't know man. Am I gay, or what?" I just looked at him. "I don't know if it's as simple as that. I'm gay. I know that. But maybe you're bi. Or just having fun. Don't sweat it man. You'll figure it out. Just do what feels good." With that, Mitch started kissing me and pulling out clothes off. "I saw how turned on you were as he was fucking me. Did you like watching?" "Yes I did Mitch. It was so hot to see his cock sliding in and out of you, and you enjoying it." "I did enjoy it, it felt awesome. But you know what? As great as it felt, it wasn't you. I like you." My heart almost burst as we kissed passionately and he pulled me into him. My cock quickly found his hole. His wet, well fucked hole, and I eagerly slipped it inside him while he moaned into my mouth. He wrapped his arms and legs around me, engulphing me in his large, muscular frame as I plowed his cum filled hole. Soon I was pumping another load of cum into the quarterback, MY quarterback, as his cock shot off between us, coating our chests and stomachs. After we had calmed down, I went to grab something to wipe us off. " Leave it." Mitch said. "I want it to dry on us while we sleep." He just wrapped his arms around me and held me tight as we drifted off.

I was out and about a while back when I started feeling horny. I was toying with an idea for a while. Something that would get the other persons heart pounding too. On this night i contacted a Brazilian shemale escort who was on bbrt at that time. She was a thick 9 incher with a skinny body and bid tits. I knew for some time she was a party girl and a bareback fucker. I also know she had lived in Thailand for a while. I told her I was out with a friend and we were both drunk. I said he was straight and had never taken any chems before but was interested in trying G and T with a "professional" lady. . She agreed to meet him 1 2 1 and see how things panned out. amd agreed not to mention she was a ladyboy until he was high. Little did she know I was that "straight guy" and she was in my trap. I sent her my number and told her I would get him to call her. I told her I was going to a sauna and wished her a good night I called her a few minutes later and explained I had been given her number by a good friend. She said she was expecting my call and asked If I wanted to party. I said yes and she text me her address. I arrived and she buzzed me up. I was rock hard and my chest was pounding because of the charade. When she opened the door I was blown away. She was slim, beautiful and I spied a little bulge. We made our way into the bedroom. She gave me a little kiss and told me to relax. I gave her a donation and she left for a few minuets. I looked around the room. I could see poppers, various sized dildos from small to holy fuck. She returned with a little tray with a drink to relax me. I downed the aloe vera drink and noticed the tell tale after taste. It was strong, she hadnt gone easy, she clearly wanted me relaxed high and loose. Once again she kissed me left again and told me to relax. I stripped to my boxers and noticed a discussion going on in the other room. I assumed whoever was in there didnt approve of her taking advantage of me. She returned again with the same tray. This time was different. There was a small clear bag, a glass pipe and a lighter. She asked me if I knew what it was, I played dumb and asked if it was G...she smiled, pulled me close and kissed me for about 30 seconds. She prepared everything for me. She explained how to breath and when to exhale. She sparked it up. When it began to evaporate she siad "slowly inhale" I sucked back for about 10 or 15 seconds. "Wait" she said after about 15 seconds she told me to exhale....instant nirvana. The G I had taken earlier started kicking in. I slightly exaggerated the reaction to maker her feel I was a helpless virgin in her control. She kissed me again, deeper this time. My cock was rock hard. She felt it and smiled. She repeated this multiple times. She said I needed more to relax. When she was satisfied she told me to take a shower I showered wile trying not to fall over. Her G was strong or the dose was high. When I was finished I walked naked back to the bedroom. I saw her in the living room with a bi Brazilian guy who I found out later owns the place and is letting her stay with him for sexual servicing. They were preparing to slam each other. They noticed me looking and I kept walking into the bedroom. The pipe and lighter were still there so I hit it hard as I could waiting for her to return. A little while the guy came out and asked me how I was doing with a big smile. I gave him a thumbs up. He said he loved hairy guys blew me a kiss and stumbled back into the living room. I expected to hear them fucking any minute but she returned to me with another drink and a big kiss. She was high as a kyte and rock hard but i pretended not to notice. I downed the drink and she took me to the bed and started kissing me deeply. We chatted and kissed. I talked to her about a recent holiday to Thailand and mentioned I wanted to go back alone, having gone with a friend before. She took off her bra. We continued to kiss and she asked me why i wanted to go back to thailand. I said i dont know, maybe to meed a thai ladyboy or get a massage. She smiled and told me she is a ladyboy. Still acting I asked her what she meant. She stopped sissing me, moived back and pulled out her huge cock. I joked that she tricked me and my friend tricked me. I sat up and kissed her. She went into horny overdrive and kept kissing me and rubbing my cock. She then sterted rubbing my asshole lightly as she moved down to start sucking me off. She sucked my cock and licked my asshole for a few minutes then stopped. She gave me the pipe and left the room. I sucked deep and blew clouds. She ruturned with a blindfold and retrived stockings from her drawer. She asked if it was ok as she started to tie me spread eagle. I was so high at this time i could barely spoke. She kissed me and left the room. She quickly returned but i could hear whistering in the background of the music. She kissed me repeatedly switching from kissing me to sucking my cock. She told me to focus and she would hold the pipe for me. I followed her instruction. I also felt my arm being tied at the elbow. "OK now" she said. I slowly inhaled my deepedt one yet. "Hold it" she said. I helf my breath as long as i could. As i was exhaling i could feel the band around my elbow being released and a warm feeling throughout my whole body. My feet and hands were untied as i curled up in the foetal position...it was my forst slam and it was a huge one. I felt nausea for a minute and was unable to speak. I tried to lift myself but my arms crumpled beneath me. I lay on the bed blindfolded. I could feel her kisses on my lips , his mouth around my cock and his fingers in my ass. This was the begining of a 2 day session. Let me know if you want to know more...

Great starT. I'd love to see them use the girl. Maybe have her fuck him after he fists her.

Had a pleasant quiet Sunday at home. Chatted through the morning in Grindr with a guy who was travelling home from Tamworth country music festival... and by the time he got near my place we agreed he'd stop in and fuck me 😉 he's a mid-60s bearded farmer, well-built and muscled, with a fine cock. I sucked him for a bit and then he sucked on my cock, which got him really hard... he did it so well, some 'tops' go all out sucking my dick as if they don't understand that the worst thing would be if I cum before they even start fucking lol... this guy was more respectful, he enjoyed my dick in his mouth but wasn't trying to make me cum. Then I got on all fours and he slid in magnificently from behind... after a very nice, well-fitted fuck, he blew a load deep in my ass. Condoms never mentioned. We had a good chat after... he mentioned that he raised two sons as a single dad and now runs the farm by himself as they have moved to the city. Very nice guy. Now, about 6 hours later, I noticed his big load is starting to leak out into my shorts while I'm cooking dinner 😉

Local (London) sauna - not much happening until younger Chinese guy came in with a sexy smile - started sucking his cock and his fingers went straight to my arse. Suggested a fuck and before I knew it he was standing behind me banging away. He pulled out saying he didn’t want to cum yet (common problem in saunas in my experience) managed to persuade him he wound be hard and ready to fuck again in no time so got his first load. Result!

PART 5 “Good boy,” said Uncle Drew when I got to him. “You want me to fuck you again, don’t you?” I just nodded my head positively. “You don’t need to be shy,” he said. “Jeremiah, you are my nephew and I love you. I want to make love to you and plant my seed deep inside you. We will be connected forever, because I will always be a part of you. Every time you have sex with another man, you will remember that I was your first.” “It hurt back in the bedroom,” I said. “I know, but pain is a big part of all of this. Over time, you will only feel pleasure. But I like to be rough with my bottoms. And now you’re my favorite.” "For real?" “Come here, let me show you. I’m going to turn you into a first-class cumdump.” Uncle Drew slapped me so hard in the face that I fell to the floor. I was still kneeling, trying to get up, when he pulled me by my hair and stuck his dick in my mouth. He put it hard down my throat, and that made me gag. I tried to escape, because I couldn't breathe, but my uncle's hands were holding my head firmly. When he saw that I was going to try to grab him with my hands, Uncle Drew kicked me in the nuts. That hurt, but I couldn't scream because my mouth was too busy. “Do you think this is your choice?” he asked. “You lost your right to choose when you teased me, Jeremiah. Now you will be my slave. You can cry, scream, but this will stop when I want, and only then. Do you understand?” At that moment, he took his dick out of my mouth, so I could answer. “Yes, sir,” was all I could say. “Your life and your body belong to me now,” Uncle Drew kept saying. “You are a hot young man; my friends will pay good money to cum inside you. And you will love it, because they are all poz, just like me. Some of them even have full-blown AIDS.” I widened my eyes, remembering that I had a poz cock in my mouth. Uncle Drew laughed at my scared expression. “You said you liked my tattoos,” he continued. “The scorpion means I have a poisonous sting; the biohazard means I’m toxic. And now it’s time to put more of that charged load inside of you.” Uncle Drew made me stand up and pushed me towards the couch. He placed me with my head against the back part, on all fours, with my ass out. I thought he was going to rim my ass again, but I soon felt the glans of his cock in my hole. My uncle forced it and his dick entered me all at once; that made me scream and jump forward. “Relax, or the pain will be worse”, he said. He then started pumping slowly. It didn't hurt as much as the first time and the pleasure I was feeling was indescribable. He started pumping faster and faster and the sensation increased even more. As I felt horny, I started moaning loudly and asked him to fuck me harder. Uncle Drew started to growl loud and deep, and he did fuck me harder. When he was getting tired, instead of stopping, he started to thrust in a rhythmic and strong pace, giving several thrusts, taking almost all of his cock out of me and putting it in at once, up to his pubes. I kept on moaning like a whore; it felt so good. He then asked me to get off the couch and lay face down on it. Uncle Drew then thrust his dick back in, and every time his cock entered me, I felt my body jump, because of the force he put into the thrusts. “Do you like it when your uncle fucks you like that, Jeremiah?” he asked. “Yes, uncle, I love it.” He grabbed my neck and pulled me towards him, placing my back against his hairy chest. Uncle Drew started kissing and biting my neck as he fucked me. “You want it, don’t you?” he asked. “You want me to cum inside you.” I didn't answer anything. “Say it, I want to hear you asking for it,” he said. “I want it, uncle, I want you to cum inside me”, I gave in. “I want to feel your toxic spunk in my guts.” “That’s my good boy, I knew you were a dirty pig like me, it runs in the family.” I had to feel that man's cum in my ass again. He took my virginity and had to baptize my ass with his jizz, and that's what he did. Uncle Drew started to thrust harder and harder, squeezing my waist. I had wobbly legs as I started to moan louder, asking for that poz load. He started to scream as he was getting close and his cock started to throb very hard inside of me. I felt my ass heat up inside and that gave me a huge turn on, because I knew I had his seed in my guts. I don't know how he still had so much man juice inside him, since he had cum less than three hours before. Tired, Uncle Drew took a while to take his cock out of my ass, but I didn't complain, I just left it there, because it was giving me an amazing sensation. Little by little, he started to take his dick out and I lay down on the couch to rest. “You're learning fast,” Uncle Drew said. “You were born to be a cumdump, Jeremiah. I’m really proud of you." "Thanks Uncle." “Now let’s go to bed, it’s getting late and your training continues tomorrow.”

Part 2 I gave him the run down of how the past few years have been. My studies, my interests my career paths. We talked about me for quite some time. Uncle Chester was on the couch next to me already empty on his drink. He was tentatively taking in everything I was saying. Never taking his eyes off me. “And so now my gap year trip has lead me to San Diego.” I wrapped up. “Sounds like you have a general idea on what you’re going to do.” “Yeah I don’t like to over plan. I like some room for flexibility.” “Well that’s good. You need some room to enjoy yourself. Do you have anyone to enjoy it with?” “Oh no I’m single.” “No ladies catch or eye? Or are you a heart breaker?” He smirked I hadn’t outright asked him if he was gay but I remember dad mentioning he was and based on the way he acts dresses and some of the hints in his house I’m fairly sure it was a safe bet. He does fit the effeminate old queen stereotype. I decided to tell my first family member about me. Chester seemed a safe bet since he was estranged for so long it wouldn’t hurt much if I was rejected for it. “Actually I’m not into girls. I’m gay.” “Oh wow! That’s wonderful!” Uncle Chester wrapped his arms around me and squeezed me tight. “You precious boy. We have more in common. I’m gay too.” “Yeah, dad mentioned that a while back. Is that why you guys don’t talk anymore?” He was sitting with his arm around my shoulder keeping me pulled in close. He had a musky smell to him “Nah your dad is just a drama queen in his own right. You know he had his own experimental phase when he was your age.” “Really? That’s crazy.” I guess a lot of guys experiment at some point in their lives but dad? He never came off that way at all. I can’t even imagine it. “Yeah he’s a piece of work, your father. But enough of that. I’m assuming you haven’t told you parents.” “Right, I’m not out to them. So I’d rather they didn’t know.” “Your secret is safe with me. You’re not telling them you over here so what goes one here stays here.” “Thanks uncle Chester.” “Just Chester you silly boy.” “Sorry, I like the way uncle sounds. I didn’t get to know you much growing up.” “Well I’m an open book nephew Will. Ask me anything. Nothing is off limits with me.” “How have you been these years? What have you been up to?” It was uncle Chester’s turn to give me the run down over the past decade. He tells me about all the different jobs he’s taken, places he’s lived and bounced around till settling back here. He currently works as an at home masseuse. He talked about vacations to a handful of exotic countries that I’d love to go to and some tedious history lessons on each place including the monuments. Then things got a little personal as he mentioned his various boyfriends he’s had… “Well boyfriends isn’t accurate. I don’t really date much. I hook up a lot. What can I say? I’m a lean mean fucking machine.” “Oh, that’s empowering. I’m all for sex positivity and all that.” “Damn right Will. I was born with a massive insatiable libido, I’m gonna “positivity” in every hole I can find. That was always something your dad didn’t like. How often I fucked.” “He just comes from a conservative world. He doesn’t understand anything that doesn’t conform to his lifestyle. He’d always warn me about catching something from the wrong girl.” “Yeah well the catching part is right. It caught me quite a few years ago.” “It?” “HIV. Been living with it for nearly two decades.” “Oh I’m sorry Chester…” “No don’t be. It’s totally fine. It makes me who I am, adds spice to my life and I can fuck uninhibited all I like.” “I guess medication these days helps you live a regular life.” “Eh, when I remember to refill my prescriptions. Sometimes i do, sometimes I don’t.” “Oh well I’m sure you know what you’re doing.” “I definitely do.” As we chatted like that in the living room. The day was turning into an evening. Chester and I had dinner and talked about local shows that were going on. At some point I heard a knock on the door. Chester sprang up and looked anxious. “Oh that must be one of my tricks.” “Your tricks?” “I still fuck, Will. Don’t worry I’ll keep it in the bedroom. But that’s how I do things around here. Almost daily sluts from grindr, scruff, recon, you name it. That’s not going to be a problem is it?” I was a little uncomfortable with the idea but I was in his home and he is a red blooded man, so I understand the need. Besides this wasn’t my parents house anymore. No prudish uptight lifestyle anymore. “No not at all. It’s your place, keep doing what you always do.” “We’ll get along great Will.” He smiled and answered the door. I saw the guy enter and was surprised. He was a young guy close to my age, blond. He looked like he could be my brother, if I had one. Uncle Chester guided him wordlessly down the hall to his room. For the rest of the night the house was filled with sounds of sex and moaning. I don’t know if Chester realized how thin his walls were. This may take a little more getting used to. Later in the night. I was trying to sleep on the couch. It was a warm night and I was having trouble staying asleep. I was stripped down to my boxers which did little to help. I heard someone come out of uncle Chester’s room so I kept quiet. In the dark I saw a silhouette walking toward the kitchen, it was uncle Chester, he was nude and I could see his penis, or at least the outline of it. Damn was that real? Was he wearing a monster strap on? The dim light from the window illuminating it just enough for me to see something dripping out the tip. I closed my eyes and tried to go back to sleep. Chester drank some water and returned to his room. I couldn’t help but wonder how that other guy could take such a huge dicking for so long. In the morning I slept in a little. I was kept up a little by uncle Chester’s late nite play time. I was woken up by the sound of a coffee mug being placed on the table in front of me. “Good morning Will.” Chester was still in the same thong he wore yesterday. That was the only thing he had on. He sat down on the couch in front of my waist and rubbed my hair. I was a little old for that but it was kinda sweet. “Good morning uncle Chester. Is your friend still here?” “Him? Oh nah. I sent him home earlier. Pozzed up and walking with a limp he he.” “Pozzed up?” “Shot my raw load in him, converted his ass. I gave that boy hiv.” “What? Why?” “He wanted it. I’m a gifter Will. There are plenty of guys out there that crave toxic seed, and I love giving it to them.” That was quite a shock. I knew of STDs and protection. But I wasn’t aware of people who actively try and catch hiv. “Oh don’t look so surprised. There’s many many fetish communities out there. I’ve dabbled in quite a lot in my day. It’s all good fun.” I didn’t want to be judgmental. Uncle Chester welcomed me into his home after so many years without question. I know that there are plenty of communities that get into all sorts of weird things in the cities. As long as he’s having fun then who am I to say he shouldn’t do that? “Oh it’s fine with me uncle. I’m not gonna lecture you on how you live your life.” I was sitting up now. Slowly sipping on my coffee. “I guess I was a more surprised with how such a young guy would be into that sort of thing.” “But chasers come in all shapes, sizes, and ages. I’m not picky but 18-25 year old bottoms are my favorite.” “Oh, I see.” I’m 18. I don’t know why that’s relevant. I’m his nephew so being in his preferred age range means nothing. “I know, why would the young handsome guys want anything to do with a decrepit old man like me?” “I wasn’t thinking that. You’re probably just his type.” “This is his type.” He grabbed his bulge and jiggled it around. “Gay guys may be picky at first impression looks but they see this big bad boy then all that nonsense of type, preference, principles go out the window. If there’s an ugly troll with a monster cock then even the most snobbish gays will bend over and beg for it.” “Yeah that tracks. I’ve seen plenty of porn where the top wasn’t my type but the dick was nice so it didn’t really matter.” “So what is your type Will?” He was cross legged and attentively paying attention. I hadn’t really thought about my type. I like a wide range of guys, but the few partners I’ve had tended to be in the older crowed. “I guess I like older guys. But I’m not picky. It’s more if the vibe is right.” “Older men eh? Good to know.” He giggled a little. “I now a place that caters to that. I can take you sometime.” “I’m not old enough to get into bars.” “That’s why you’ll be with me. I know the people who own the place, they never check IDs with the friends I bring.” “Oh that sounds like fun actually. I haven’t been to any night life like that on my trip yet. But I don’t have anything club appropriate to wear. Speaking of which.” I grabbed my bag and sniffed a shirt. Just as I thought. Nothing clean and the semi clean stuff was getting musky. “ You use my washing machine. Let’s get your things sorted out.” Uncle Chester grabbed my bag and was headed down the hall. I got up to fallow. “Here we go I’m sure you haven’t found a good place to get your clothes washed yet.” He was throwing my clothes in the washing machine. He didn’t have to go through the trouble of doing the laundry for me. I was grateful for the help. “Let’s get those off of you too. I’m sure they’ve seen their mileage as well.“ He was pointing towards my underwear I was wearing. it was the only thing I had to wear left. “But Chester I don’t have anything else.“ “We’re both guys, what does it matter if you let it hang out while the clothes wash? I’m usually walking around the house in the buff most of the time. This thing is merely a courtesy.“ He snapped the string off his thong. He calls it a courtesy, but it really doesn’t cover up much at all. He junk is practically shrink wrapped in it. But it was his house, and the pair I was wearing was also in need of a wash as well. So I opened it and threw them in the machine with the rest. “Well, since modesty is no longer an issue.” Chester took off his thong and threw it in as well. That was the first time I saw his dick. I couldn’t believe how large it was. It was hanging down and flopping back-and-forth so it could not have been erect but there was still so much there. It was almost frightening to imagine what it would look like hard. He threw in some soap and started up the machine. “Now then, let’s see if we can find you anything interesting in my wardrobe for later tonight.” Chester gave me a playful slap on the butt as he walked past and entered his bedroom. I blushed a little, but I was curious to try on something other than what I had been carrying around with me these past several days. “Don’t mind the mess, there’s a bunch of naughty stuff all over the place.“ As I entered his room, I noticed that there were sex toys, lube bottles, handcuffs and all sorts of strange objects I couldn’t identify all over the place. A leather swing on chains in one corner and a padded table with a hole in it at the other. His room had a distinct smell of stale sex and sweat. He obviously got a lot of action in here. I was feeling a little self-conscious, so I was covering my privates with my hands as I followed him to his dresser, and he was rummaging through it looking for something for me. “We’ll have a regular guys night out. What kind of host would it be if I didn’t show you around?” He pulled out a pair of black jeans that looked like they were from the 80s. They were faded but they looks like they might fit me. “Now stop all of that. You don’t need to be shy around your dear uncle. Take those hands away, let it breathe for goodness sake, he he.” I pulled my hands away, and now uncle Chester could see my dick as well, it wasn’t nearly as big as his, it was average, but it got the job done. At least I haven’t had any complaints. “That’s a healthy looking thing there. I’m sure you’ve given plenty of men memorable times.“ “Some here and there. I’ve played around with a few guys, but not that much and nothing too crazy.” “Well, while you’re here, we should do something to change that. Soil your oats, spread your wings so to speak. I’m sure these old things will fit you.“ He wadded the pants up and threw them in a corner for later, I figured he would have had me try them on, but if anything else, I can just throw on whatever comes out of the dryer. “Well, what do you think of my set up here?“ He pointed to his room showing it off. I wasn’t sure how to respond. It looked like a sex shop exploded in here. “It’s pretty extensive. I couldn’t afford all this.” “Well I didn’t buy it all at once. I gathered a bunch of it over the years. I’m sure some of it is from before you were born.” “That long? Wow and and I thought the saying was ‘I have shoes older than you.’” “I have those too! The foot subs love sniffing them. Come let me show some photos from back in the day.” Chester wandered over to the bed and reached under it to pull out a photo album. He sat on the bed and patted the spot next to him to invite me to join him. I sat on the edge and looked over at the album cover. “Closer you silly.” He wrapped an arm around my bare waist and pulled me in. We were sitting close, our hips touching. I was so close that I couldn’t ignore the way he smelled. It wasn’t typical BO, it was more like the smell of sweat, stale sex, and cheese. I hadn’t noticed it before but being this close it was fairly strong. He open the book across our laps and turn to a collage of Polaroids from when he was younger. He looked like he was in his late 30s early 40s standing next to some classic cars. He also looked like he had more body mass on him back then. I could even call him slightly bear-ish. A stark contrast to his rail thin body now. My dad was in there too, looking like he was in his 20s. I was surprised to see how much dad looked like me back then. Maybe a bit rougher around the edges, but it was fairly close. “Whose car is that?” I asked, pointing towards an old van. “That was mine. Your father, and I would go on road trips in that thing all the time. We got up to all sorts of riffraff in the back of that thing. You look so much like your father. Such a handsome young man.” He put a hand on my face as he looked at me to admire the resemblance. I blushed a little bit. “Thanks, uncle Chester.“ We flipped through several other pages. He would give me a brief backstory to every one of it he pictures. He rotated his body slightly to position towards me more. When he did it I felt something warm poke against my thigh. I didn’t know what it was at first, but eventually realized it was his dick poking me. It was soft but it still had enough length to make contact. It was a little awkward, but I was more focused on the album and Chester’s commentary on the past. “Here we are at one of my old friends parties. Your father stayed for a little bit, but it was getting too rowdy for him so he left early.“ As he showed me the collage of party photos, I saw many guys drinking and smoking pot. There were cups and bottles and all sorts of paraphernalia all over the scenery. I noticed quite a few of the men were naked. The rest wore very little. Amongst the polaroids of naked party, goers, I saw Chester in there as well. He was naked and wrapping an arm around a young 18 or 19 year old blonde boy. The blonde boy in the photos was pretty cute. Chester pointed to him as if remembering someone he forgot about. “Oh, he was a lot of fun that day. I definitely got a lot of mileage out of him. Can’t for the life of me remember his name.” He turned the page and the nude party photos continued. Common characters reoccurring to pose with one another, the occasional fool putting on a curtain like a dress, and putting on some sort of impromptu performance. In the collage of photos my eye shot to one particular photo that I was not expecting. The cute blonde boy on a table, surrounded by party cups. His legs were up in the air, and uncle Chester had his cock in the boys ass. They were fucking in the middle of the party. The boy had a look of ecstasy on his face while Chester was holding his ankles nearly folding him and a half. “Oh, my God.“ I muttered, not really sure what to say. I get that it was that kind of party, but I didn’t expect to see a picture of my uncle turning up the action. “Yeah, Harvey thought he was Sylvester, trying to dance a jig.“ Uncle Chester was commentating on the photo of the guy wearing the curtain dress, as if the pornographic photo of himself wasn’t the highlight of the page. “I was talking about this.“ I pointed to the photo of Chester going to town on the blonde boy. Chester look at it and commentated like it was any other photo. “Good technique, right? I made that little bottom squeal good. He couldn’t get enough of my meat stick.“ As he looked at the lewd photo I felt his dick starting to get hard against my leg. I think I even felt a dab of something wet oozing out the tip. “Yeah, that’s quite the extreme inclusion to the album.“ That’s when it dawned on Chester. “Oh! Will, I hope this isn’t too much for you to see? Your uncle having a little fun? Like I said, I’m very sex positive. I’m not ashamed to bear all and share all.“ Seeing photos of family members having sex would normally be quite the ick factor for me. But since I didn’t grow up with Chester in my life, I don’t feel quite as conservative around him. It was still a little bit awkward to see my uncle in that position, but if he’s comfortable with it, then I guess there’s no reason for me not to be. I tried to see it as if an another friend were showing me wild highlights of a kinky party. So I decided to be mature about it. “I’m cool with it. It looks like a fun party. I wish I could’ve gone to parties like this. Not necessarily the sex part, but everyone looks like they’re enjoying themselves.“ “You would be quite popular then. But you probably wouldn’t want to go to this specific party.“ “Why not?” “Well, this house party was hosted by my friend Gus. He always had a cheeky rule that any new guy who showed up to his parties for the first time had to allow their ass to be available for him to fuck. Sort of like paying a toll. And trust me almost every first timer who went to his parties got a hefty load up their bums.” “I mean, I’m not a prude, I guess it just depends on the mood at the time.“ “That’s not all. You see, at this particular party Gus was living with AIDS, and it was really putting a toll on him. This was before medication‘s were really a thing. This particular day I’m pretty sure he mostly spent time in his room. But his rule still stood. Let’s say if I chaperoned you to that party, Gus would expect me to bring you into his room to see if he’d be interested in fucking you. And you are quite the handsome young man. I know without a doubt he would shoo me away to leave you alone with him. Regardless of how advanced his condition was you still wouldn’t be leaving his bedroom without him emptying his toxic balls into you.“ “Yeah, I don’t think I would want to go to that party.“ Things really were different back then were they? I shudder at the thought of getting infected with HIV but the party itself still looked fun regardless. “Well, those wild parties are hard to come by these days. I still attend a few here and there, but not as frequently as I used to.” Chester was flipping through more of the pages looking for other memories worth recollecting. As he flipped through the pages, I noticed the photos were getting progressively more and more raunchy. Different locations and time periods well past the party. Full-blown pornographic images with him, and other men doing all sorts of things. He stopped on the page that had an assortment of kinky activity on it. My face was blushing hard, and I was trying to keep my composure. Uncle Chester pointed to what looked like a fairly recent photo of another young blonde guy sucking on his toes. “This was the best foot slut I ever had. The only boy to make me cum just by working his tongue on my big old stompers. Probably of all the kinks I like, having a boy worship my feet is perfection in its simplicity. Look at that boy. Doesn’t he just look like he’s in heaven beneath my feet?“ “I guess. I wouldn’t know, I never did anything like that.“ “You never worshiped a man’s feet before? Oh, goodness! You must try it! It’s the most common fetish, you know. Even guys who say they aren’t into it, once they try it, it flips a piggy switch in their heads.” “Hm, I’m not sure if I would be into that. I mean, for the right guy I guess but in general, I’m not so sure.“ “You never know until you try. We’ll find you some feet to go down on. We just need to find a a nearby old man who loves having boys worship his feet.“ Uncle Chester emphasized his last sentence by subtly wiggling his toes. “I appreciate the offer uncle, but I will try that out in my own time. I’m not opposed to it though.” “Fair enough.” It was then that we heard the buzzer for the washer. Uncle Chester closed the photo album and was about to get up. When he lifted the album up, his massive erection, strang upward and smacked his belly. “Oh goodness that trip down memory lane stirred up this old thing again.“ Jesus Christ, and I thought it was big when it was soft. Chester‘s cock was a massive monster thing. I was surprised the photo album was able to hide it. The head of his cock was poking out of his foreskin, and the tip was drooling pre-cum down its shaft. I looked at my leg where it was touching me earlier and I saw there was a blob of pre on my thigh, trailing down and onto my balls. “Um, uncle Chester?“ He looked at the mess he made on my leg and saw my messy balls. “Oh, let me get that for you.” He reached over and grabbed an old sock off the floor and started wiping me up. He then positioned himself between my legs. “lift your legs Will, looks like my stuff dribbled all the way down your taint.“ Before I could say anything Chester grabbed my ankles and lift them up over my head, my ass on full display. He was sitting on his knees, scooting closer to me and placed my legs over his shoulders. His huge cock pointing straight at my ass. He took the sock and gently wiped up my scrotum. “Uncle Chester, that sock is kind of dirty, don’t you think?“ I should have told him that I could clean it up myself, that it was embarrassing to be naked with legs up in front of him. But the sock did look fairly well worn so I didn’t think it was getting me any cleaner. “I guess you’re right. I think I have a rag under the pillow.“ Uncle Chester tossed the sock aside, and in a maneuver not very well thought out he leaned his body forward and reached underneath the pillow my head was on. But due to where his cock was already aiming, his body leaning forward, caused his dick to come forward. I was feeling my uncles cockhead kissing my pucker. “Hey! Chester!“ “There it is!“ Uncle Chester sat upright again, revealing the rag from underneath the pillow. His cock head no longer digging into my ass, but still pressed against it. “Uncle Chester this is a pretty compromising position don’t you think? Your dick is poking me down there.“ I try to say as calmly and diplomatically as possible. Uncle Chester takes a look down, and it looks as if he didn’t notice it before. “Ha ha ha, well look at that. Oops guess I wasn’t watching where I was aiming this thing“ “Could you please move it?“ “Just a moment Will“ Uncle Chester reached over for the photo album and was flipping through pages all the while I could feel the heat and the moisture from his twitching cock on my ass hole. “Take a look at this“ Chester pulled out a Polaroid of the party, where he is fucking the young blonde boy on the table. Legs in the air. “History repeat itself I guess. Ain’t that funny?“ I try to let out a chuckle to laugh at his joke. And I’m surprised with how casual he is about this. I know he’s a free spirit, but is his dick pressed up against his nephews ass really not that big of a deal? “Let’s get you cleaned up shall we?“ He pulls his dick aside, leaving a trail on my opening. He wipes my butt with the rag and tosses it aside. “All right, let’s go dry those clothes.“ Uncle Chester got up off the bed. My heart was racing a little at the strange phallic contact that I wasn’t totally sure how to feel about. “Hey, uncle Chester? Was that really OK, you know, your dick poking me down there?“ “Oh, don’t be silly. It was just a little bump. You don’t freak out when shaking a man’s hand, and that hand most likely jacked off that morning. Besides most guys in locker rooms do far nastier jokes on each other. Nothing wrong with the occasional bump.“ “He he, I guess.“ I guess that made sense? I mean sorta. Either way it did put my mind at ease a little. But I was curious about something else. “Hey, uncle Chester.“ “Yes?“ “That blonde boy at the party in the photo. Was that his first time there?” “Yes, it was. And yes, after I was done with him, I gave him to Gus to deposit his obligatory cum load.“ “Whatever happened to that guy?“ “After Gus got to him? That boy passed away about four or five years later. It was a time before meds after all.”

Part II: So I went back up the stairs to his room, and he was already hard again. I got on my knees on the floor and put his cock back in my mouth. He fucked me again, this time on all fours on the floor. He pounded me there for awhile. We moved back to the couch at the foot of the bed after my knees started to hurt. I could feel him start to get closer. I remembered that I wanted to take more videos of me being slutty, so before he blew his load I asked him to slow down and take a video. I definitely have an exhibitionist streak, but so many times in the heat of the moment I completely forget about wanting to film it. Luckily I remembered this time, so now I have a nice new clip of me getting fucked. He stopped filming once he reached the point of no return, and blew his second load deep in my ass. He pulled his dripping cock out of my hole and again I gently took him in my mouth. We made more small talk as I got dressed and he went to take a shower. This time when I left I went all the way down the stairs, walked back to my car, and drove the 20 minutes to the bathhouse. On my way walking into the bathhouse, the hotel guy messaged me saying he wished I had stayed and that he could give me a third load. I paid for a large room, got my towel, key, and remote for the TV, and walked to go find my accommodations. I have a tank top that says "Cum In My Ass" that I like to wear whenever I get to the bathhouse, because it makes me feel slutty and advertises the goods. My room was directly next to an area with a padded couch and TVs showing porn, a wooden sex bench, gloryholes, and a "slurp ramp," where there is a raised platform guys can walk on while other guys below can give them a blowjob while standing. After I got everything situated in my room, I opened the door to go do a lap around the club. There were a few guys in the play area outside my door, but they weren't playing themselves, mostly just browsing. One of the guys looked like he was waiting for me. I made eye contact and nodded back to my room, and he followed me inside. I left the door open, but he shut it. He was a stocky Hispanic guy, probably in his 20s, with an above-average thick uncut cock. I gave him a blowjob for awhile. I asked if he wanted to fuck me, but he declined. He wanted to fuck me with one of my dildos that I had brought, so I let him do that while I sucked him. I don't want to brag too much about my blowjob skills, but I've made three guys cum twice with my mouth within the span of about 10-15 minutes each, and made another guy cum three times within the same timeframe. After about 15 minutes of sucking this guy's cock, and he still didn't seem to be any closer to cumming, I told him thanks and indicated that I was going to do a lap. This guy followed me around the club throughout the day, never said a word, and at one point kind of elbowed his way past another guy so he could get at my mouth, but he never seemed to get any closer to cumming, never took me up on my offer to fuck me, and in fact never said a word. Any time I asked him a question he kind of shrugged or rolled his eyes. He had a nice cock, and I would've gladly taken his load, but anybody who makes me work for it that much isn't worth my time. I took a lap and went to a different slurp ramp/gloryhole area. This area is filmed on the internal CCTV system, and broadcast to all the TVs in each room, providing a cool real-time voyeur/exhibitionist element and information about how busy things are. I walked on the lower level, indicating that I'm looking to suck cock. An older Asian guy walked up and stuck his hand between the slats to guide my head to his slightly smaller-than-average cock. I sucked him for a minute before asking if he wanted to go back to my room. He agreed and followed me back there. I was hoping he would fuck me, but he wanted me to keep sucking him. He was leaking a ton of precum, and it tasted delicious. Within a few minutes he was cumming down my throat. Next, I went to one of the video areas, where an older Hispanic guy was watching porn. I asked if I could suck him and he said sure, so I got down on my hands and knees, ass in the air, and started sucking his smaller uncut cock. I couldn't make him hard after sucking him for a few minutes, and he looked very apologetic when he told me that he was a bottom and doesn't usually get his cock sucked. I told him I'm the same way, so we wished each other happy hunting and went our separate ways. I walked up to an area of the club I had never been to before--it was always closed for construction. You needed to walk through a dark room maze, and on the other side there was another slurp ramp, kind of a slurp ring, with a raised walkway that went around in a circle around a central area, kind of like an arena. In the middle of the arena was another fuckbench, kind of a picnic table covered in padding with a much thinner "table" area, where a bottom puts his chest down on the table part, and then his hands and knees go on the benches on either side. Unlike others I'd seen, this one had restraints for the bottom's wrists and ankles. There was no one in the entire larger room, but I was so turned on thinking about getting fucked while guys getting blowjobs watched me in a circle that I strapped myself into the restraints and hit my poppers. I went back to my room and started watching porn and playing with my dildos. I got so worked up fantasizing about all the anonymous cock I was going to take that I opened my door, put my ass in the air at the edge of the bed, and kept using my toys, advertising my hole. Pretty soon I had my first customer. While my head was in the mattress and I had turned off all the lights except the red one, my room had mirrors all around and I could see that it was the bathhouse employee who had checked me in, a guy of mixed ethnicity in his mid-30s. He came in, unzipped his pants (another telltale sign, no one but employees is wearing anything other than a towel or jockstrap), and started stroking his cock while gently fingering my ass. I grabbed his nice large cut cock, lubed it up, and guided it inside me. He was pounding me hard from the start and it took him maybe a minute to shoot his load in my hole. He zipped up, smacked my ass, and left. Within 30 seconds, another bathhouse employee came in and unzipped, but this guy didn't fuck me. He got down on his knees and started eating and fingering my cummy hole while stroking himself. His soft wet tongue felt amazing around and inside my hole, and I enjoyed the contrast with his rough stubble between my cheeks. He was enjoying himself, and within about 5 minutes he came, shooting his load on the floor before zipping up and leaving. I vaguely remember another guy fucking me and cumming inside me after that, a white guy with a big belly and a short thick cock, and he came very quickly. I then closed the door and relaxed for a bit before going out into the slurp ramp area outside my door. A younger Asian guy walked onto the ramp area as I was walking below, went up to the rail and pulled his towel aside to free his cock in front of my face. He had an average length cut cock, but it was pretty thin--all things being equal, thin cocks are my least favorite, but I wasn't going to turn down a load of cum. Shortly after I started sucking him, the Silent Hispanic Guy came up next to him and also put his cock in my face. I started sucking both of them, and then the Asian guy pulled away. I thought he was leaving, so I started focusing solely on the Hispanic guy's cock, but the Asian guy came around behind me and started feeling up my ass. At this, the Hispanic guy pulled away and left. I grabbed the Asian guy and brought him into my room, where he fucked me on all fours for a good 10 minutes, then had me turn over to fuck me in missionary. I don't generally enjoy missionary sex with guys, but I wanted this guy to cum, and I figured he needed more friction considering how thin his cock was compared to my stretched out hole. He finally came, and left very quickly. I went to the spa area to go take a shower and jump in the jacuzzi. Despite there being a rule that you're not allowed to play in the jacuzzi area, it's designed to have a lot of corners out of sight. Another Hispanic guy, this time a younger guy, started jacking me off under the water. So I returned the favor. I told him I had trouble getting hard with guys, so he stopped jacking my cock and hopped up on the edge of the jacuzzi, presenting his cock to my mouth. I sucked him for a minute and then left. I then went into one of the saunas, where I found the Silent Guy all by himself. Since I thought maybe he left the slurp ramp the last time because all of my attention wasn't focused on him, I decided to try to get him to cum one more time. I got on my knees on the lower bench as he put one of his legs up to allow me easier access. I slobbered and throated his cock for what felt like 30 minutes, but was probably more like 10. I asked him if he wanted to fuck me, but again he indicated no. A crowd had formed around us to watch me work, but I was getting very hot and had to throw in the towel. As I pulled back and started wiping the sweat off my body, one of the guys who had been watching said, "Damn, nice work dude. You were really going for it." Small consolation. This bathhouse has two saunas, so I walked around and felt the cool air for awhile before going into the second sauna on the next level. On the top bench, there was a middle-aged white guy in good shape with a goatee and a bald head. I sat a little ways away and we both stretched and relaxed while fondling our packages underneath our towels. I pulled mine away and he did the same, revealing a heavy cock. I reached over and started stroking him, then got down on the lower bench beneath him to put him in my mouth. Once he was at full mast, I saw that he had a very large cock, not as thick as my Hotel Guy but definitely thicker than average and about 8 inches long. I was sucking him for a few minutes when I heard the door open and another guy walked in. I didn't really see him, because the door was directly behind me, but he came up to my ass, pulled his towel to the side, and started rubbing his bare cock against my hole. I grabbed my lube and lubed my hole and his cock before guiding him in, all without taking the cock out of my mouth. I was getting spitroasted again, one of my favorite activities! Another minute or two and he was shooting his semen in my hole. At some point during that time another guy had walked into the sauna, a fat white guy. He sat down next to the guy on the bench in front of me to watch and stroke under his towel. After the guy who was fucking me left, the Fat Guy pulled his cock out and offered it to me to suck, an average cut cock. The Bald Guy didn't appear to be close to cumming, so I started alternating between the two of them. As I focused back on the Bald Guy, the fat guy stood up and got behind me. He was shorter than me, so in order to get his cock in my hole, I had to do a half squat. I had been alternating between kneeling on the bench and standing on the floor since I got to the sauna, so my legs were pretty tired. The Fat Guy fucked me for about a minute before I couldn't hold out any longer and told him I needed to stand up. He kept trying but couldn't make it work, and finally gave up. He said I was too tall and laughed. I laughed and apologized, then went back to sucking the guy in front of me. He asked if I had a room, and I told him yes--I couldn't wait to get back to getting fucked in a comfortable position. I brought the Bald Guy back to my room, where I proceeded to take his cock in my holes for the next 30 minutes in all different kinds of positions. He made me cum from anal, the first time that's ever happened. After I came, I started thinking about how I needed to get home, and the guy still didn't seem like he was getting close to cumming. I think he was on something. Aside from having the stamina of a racehorse, whenever we chatted in between position changes, he kept intense eye contact and his pupils were very wide. Other than that he was a very nice guy. I think he was really enjoying himself, getting very verbally into fucking my cunt. When I told him about why I needed to leave, that I was in a relationship with a woman and she let me fuck guys every once in awhile, he seemed kind of sad. I got the feeling he was trying to make it more than a sexual connection. During one of our breaks to grab a drink of water, I reiterated that I needed to leave soon to get home. I told him I wanted his cum, and he said he'd give it to me. He put me back down on all fours on the bed and went to town. Really roughly fucking my hole. I felt him slam home deep and hold his hips against my ass and the back of my thighs, and then give me two more powerful thrusts, holding himself there as he dumped his seed in my hole. I turned around and took him gently in my mouth and coaxed the last drops of his semen out of his shaft. We said our thanks and he left. Then I relaxed on the bed for a few minutes, went to go take a shower, packed up my items and tidied up the room, and left to go pick up a pizza on my way home. Altogether a very successful hall pass.

The sign on the door says that it will reopen.

The weeks get so busy and I’m such a slut that getting loads these days are… 3-4 on my days off. I forget to post them lol Yesterday I met a random, local Asian mix guy… I think. Usually ask for stats but this time I left the random gods roll the dice and instead let this one fuck me with totally no idea what he was like except for his hard raw cock banging from behind, his voice, tight body and the way he fuck me. He was rough and actually fucked a good amount of time. In his 20’s, Asian mix, above average. Definitely knew the verbal routine - called me slut and moved my ass around, owning my DILF hole. He came buckets. After him tried cruising the park which was lame. Had 2 more loads from trusted FB. Another from a new guy, Asian guy who I’ve been chatting for months. Finally stars were aligned and came to fuck me raw. Works in a health prevention clinic. So hot when he ask me if I had any loads in my ass. I said I did he said he will fuck me longer and commented on how wet my pussy was. He love The feel of a wet used hole. Told me he was going in without lube so my dilf hole feels his raw dick better. Blasted a huge load and then asked when the next guy was coming.

Hopefully they will have a clothes check for guys that want to get down to a jock or underwear!

I started when i was 22 in 2004 and then never looked back. I actually prefer to breed Poz guys

Chapter 21 Scotty I hadn't heard from the little shit, more commonly known as Brandon, for almost a month now. The doc kept telling me to be patient he was just trying to settle into his new environment and he was fairly certain Brandon was jacking off three or four times a day. Part of me thought maybe I'd been too easy on him and I just should have just fucked him on the hike but I was pretty sure that was just my dick speaking. Luckily there were plenty of others out there who were more than eager and willing to take my toxic cum. Wednesday Matty called me and told me to be ready, he thought it was only a matter of time before Brandon was ours. He wouldn't tell me what happened, only that he didn't think it would be long now. So imagine my surprise, Saturday morning, when I saw Brandon waiting for me in the park wearing those old running shorts of his. My dick was instantly hard and I didn't even try to hide it. "Well this is a surprise," I said smirking at him. "I'd just about given up on you." "I'm so sorry Scotty, I have no excuse, I was just really scared about taking the next step." "And just what is the next step, Brandon?" I wasn't about to let him off easy. "I need you to fuck me," he paused for a second then added, "please." "And how exactly do you want me to fuck you?" "Scotty I need you to bred my ass, stick your raw cock deep inside me and give me your load." "And you know my cum is very special right?" "Yes! Your cum is a gift I need to graciously accept." "Not good enough." I started to turn and walk away. "Wait, Scotty please." "Last chance Brandon. What is it you need?" "Your poz cum," he barely whispered. I gave him a frustrated look and was about to leave when he said much louder, "I need your poz cum, please!" "Good boy, let's go." I turned and headed out of the park. "We're not going to run first?" "You've kept me waiting a month for your ass I'm not waiting a second longer." He nodded and followed me back to my apartment. When we got inside I instructed him to strip and pull my dick out. "Get it wet, that's all the lube you're getting. If you're good I may eat you out first." "Scotty, I'm so sorry I disappeared on you. It wasn't right but I was scared to admit to myself what I needed. You were very patient with me and I'm sorry I made you wait for my ass." "And just what is it you need so bad?" "I need to be knocked up. I need you to poz my ass and make me part of the family." With that he started to get me nice and wet. After a few minutes I pulled him off and told him to get on all fours. I took my first look at his beautiful hole. "Damn son, you have such a pretty, tight hole. I can't wait to change you forever." I dove in and started to eat him out. He went crazy and pushed back onto my tongue moaning like a bitch in heat. "You like my tongue inside your cunt?" I asked. "Yes, oh my god yes! That feels so fucking amazing, please don't stop." I soon added a finger loosening him up even more. "Damn Brandon, you're so tight. I'm trying to get you opened up but I'm not going to be able to wait much longer." "Don't care. Please fuck me now!" I pulled my fingers out of his ass and placed the head of my cock at his hole. "Last chance, once it's in I'm not pulling out until you have my poz babies deep inside you." "Oh my god Scotty, stop talking and poz my fucking neg cunt!" He yelled. "You got it. Time to make you into a slut like the rest of us." I rammed my dick in, not stopping until my balls were slapping up against his ass. He let out a scream as my cock invaded his cunt. "Just breathe through the pain. It'll start to feel good soon." I rubbed my hands over his tense muscular back. Soon I felt his muscles start to relax so I started to move in and out of his ass. He started to moan even louder. "Holy shit that feels amazing. Fuck me Scotty, fuck me harder please." I let loose and went to town on his cunt. I must have torn him a bit as I could see some red steaks on my cock as I plunged in and out. "Fuck yea Brandon, I've ripped you up good. My toxic seed now has a pathway to rewrite your DNA." "He started to repeat over and over, "poz my ass, poz my ass, poz my ass." "You got it boy, here it cums." My cock exploded with a huge load filling his cunt. I kept fucking after I finished to make sure to push as much cum as possible deeper inside him. I slowly pulled my cock from his hole, patted his ass and told him to turn over. "Get up and clean my dick off. A good bottom always makes sure to leave his top's cock clean." He flipped around and started licking me clean. "You like the taste of my cum mixed with your ass juices?" "YES! Oh my god I had know idea how good sex could be. I'm so sorry I made you wait. Part of me wished you would've been a little more forceful with me weeks ago." "Oh yeah, you like it rough do you?" "I loved it when you pounded my cunt. It hurt so good. So am I poz now?" "Well I tore you up pretty good so that'll give my toxic seed fertile ground to latch onto and grow. We'll keep breeding you and make sure you get lots and lots of poz cum. You'll be part of the family soon." "Can you fuck me again? I need your dick back inside me please." "You horny little slut! Suck me off and get me hard again." He greedly took my dick back in his mouth and started nursing, causing me to start growing. "That's it, keep sucking, make me hard so I can breed your faggot ass again." I was soon back inside his not so tight pussy pounding away. "Oh my god Scotty, it feels so good. Use my faggot ass. I think it's safe to say I'm not bi anymore. Please fuck me harder." "You got it slut," I said continuing the assault on his cunt. "You ready for your second dose of toxic cum?" "YES damn it! Knock me up!" I collapsed on top of him as my load started filling him up. I gave him a kiss and he attacked my mouth with his. He kept whispering, "thank you, thank you, this feels so right, thank you." We laid side by side for a while, him tracing my tattoos. "Scotty?" "Yes my little slut." "I need more." His hard dick was poking into my leg "I need to recharge. While you're waiting why don't you stick that hard cock of yours up my pussy and give me one of your last neg loads." I didn't have to tell him twice. He had me on my back with my legs in the air then slammed his dick in as hard as he could. Damn this boy was a natural. "That's it Brandon, fuck me hard, purge your body of that neg cum. Make room for all those toxic swimmers." It didn't take him long before he grunted and started cumming. "Fuck that was fun," he said rolling off me and snuggling into my side. "Is it okay that I liked having a hard cock inside me a little more than being inside someone else?" He was too damn cute! I chuckled, "absolutely, that's how I am. I love spreading my seed but there's nothing like having a raw cock buired deep inside me." "Good because I'm going to need you to fuck me again and soon." My next load took longer to materialize but I heard no complaints from Brandon, he just moaned and kept begging me to destroy his cunt. So of course I did what I could. With three loads stored safely deep inside his ass with a nice butt plug I laid down on the bed on my stomach. Brandon once again started to trace the tats on my back. "We're going to have to get you your own tats soon," I said. "I can't wait. I think they're so hot. I love this big biohaz you have on your back, the design around it is so cool." "Recognize any of those letters?" "Umm, not really should I?" "You see the p and the m?" "Yep." "Pete Manning." "Holy fuck, that's so hot. And the other letters?" "Matty, Chris and Chad. I don't think you've met Chad yet." "I can't believe my uncle and his entire staff knocked you up. I'm getting a whole new impression of my uncle. I thought he was such a straight arrow kinda guy." "Oh not your uncle," I laughed. "He's as twisted as they come. Who do you think was instrumental in bringing me into the family?" "Well I know he's poz so I guess nothing should surprise me anymore," he said laughing. "I don't suppose you're good for another load." He wagged his eyebrows at me. "Fuck kid, you'll definitely fit right in with our twisted family."

PART 11 There I stood, naked from the waist down in only a T-shirt. My legs were still a little rubbery from balancing myself while the last guy had fucked me. And my dick was still rock hard. The adrenaline and endorphins kicking thru my 18 year old body, combined with the raunch of where I was with all this porn and the smell of cum all around me, knowing guys are getting off in the booths around me, was almost too much to take. My senses had long since gone to overload. It was like being starving and then getting to eat at the best buffet you could imagine. And even though my legs felt like jelly and my hole was already a little sore, I couldn’t shut it off, that feeling of needing cock and cum. And now here I was, with multiple loads already in me, standing naked in front of a total stranger. Thru the glare off the screen I could get a decent look at him as we sized each other up. He was definitely in his 40’s and tall, really tall. And very thin. He was mostly balding and had his hair cropped very short, which combined with his mustache just made him extra hot to me. This time it was me thst closed the distance as I reached out and stroked his cock thru his pants. “Still hungry?” He whispered. Without a word he tugged my shirt off and then he slipped his shirt off and his pants. We were both totally nude in the booth. And now seeing him naked, I just wanted him more. He had to be st least 6 4” and something about how thin he was just made him sexier. And then there was his cock. It was gorgeous. He was more than half hard already and I could see a perfect cut cock, at least 8 inches with a nice prounounced head and just the slightest upward arch along the thick shaft. And his massive balls hung low as they sagged below. I began to slide to my knees but he stopped me. “Turn around boy. Bend over and show me that ass,” he whispered in my ear as he spun me around. I put my knees up against the bench and spread myself wide for him. I could sense as he slid down on his knees, putting his face level with my ass. “Fuck yeah” he whispered, “look at that hole. All that cum. Fucking hot boy.” I responded by trying to spread even wider and pushing my ass out. I felt him gripping my ass cheeks and then his beard as it brushed my ass cheek. And then he was rimming my hole, even more than that, he was devouring it. I bucked uncontrollably as he held me in place. I am sure I made noise as I gasped and sighed as my body shuddered while he made love to my hole with his mouth. The way he teased and licked and literally fucked my hole with his tongue was almost beyond what I could take. It felt so good, and with my hands holding me up, my hard cock just swayed in the air leaking precum as I ground my ass back. Then he was up and I could feel him as he bent over me. I felt his hot breath against my neck as he spoke to me. “How old are you boy?” I whispered my age back. “18 and in an adult book store getting fucked. And taking loads. You horny little fucker.” “It’s my first time here. I just... I really like getting fucked and the guys didn’t want to use condoms so I...” i drifted off, unsure what to say. The whole time I could feel his cock resting in my ass crack, driving me crazy. “I don’t like condoms either.” He whispered as he breathed hot and heavy in my ear. “That’s ok. I don’t... I don’t like them either. You can cum in me.” I whispered urgently, my need for cock overpowering me. “Yeah. You fucking like having a guy cum in you don’t you? I have a huge load for you. Do you want it? Do you want me to cum in you?” He asked as he grinded against my hole. “Yeah. I fucking want it please. You can cum in me please.” I practically begged. And now his hand was down there and I felt the pressure of that hard cock as it forced my hole open. “Yeah open up for me. Open up that hole.” He whispered as he drove his cock into me. I concentrated on relaxing my hole as he worked it open. With all the cum me cocks I had already taken, it wasn’t long before my hole blossomed for him and he began to fuck me harder. Leaning over me again he whispered “what’s your boy?” I managed to whimper out my name. “Chris, you have such a hot right hole. I want to fuck it again. I’m gonna leave you my number to call me when you need more cum. Do you want my cum? Want me to cum inside you Chris?” “Please. Please cum inside me. I want it. I want it so badly.” I did beg this time. “It’s such a big load Chris. My balls make so much cum. I want to flood you so bad. Is it ok that I have hiv?” He whispered in my ear. An electric jolt went thru me. I had a an hiv oositive cock inside me. A really big cock that was hitting me so deep and felt so good. And that breath against my neck and in my ear and the feel of his hands pulling my hips back to meet his body. My body made the decision for me. “It’s ok.” I whispered so quietly I wasn’t sure he heard me. Then he kissed my neck. “I’m gonna give you my load in a few seconds Chris. And I’ll be in you forever. You want that fucking cum Chris? Want me to shoot my load inside you?” He said thru clenched teeth. “Please! I want it I want it I want your cum.” And I did. I was pushing back bf when he gripped my hips extra tight I pushed back hard to make sure that cock was as deep in my guts as it could be when the first jets of cum pulsed out of the head. “Fuck yeah, take it chris. Take that fucking load.” He grunted as he bucked and jabbed his cock deeper with each throb of his cock. I clenched and pulled at his cock with my hole, trying to milk every drop out. As his orgasm subsided and he came down, he slowly slid out of me. We were both silent as we dressed. Then he handed me a piece of paper. “That’s my number Chris . My place is only a few minutes away. When that hole needs more cum, you call me, ok?” Taking the paper I nodded. Looking closely at me, es asked quietly, “are you ok with that poz cum inside you right now Chris? No regrets?” I was nervous as hell but I wasn’t regretting it. “No...I... i liked it.” He smiled and ruffled my hair. “Don’t make me wait for that hole. I want it again. Soon! And call anytime. No matter what time it is, when you want my special cum, you just call Rich” And then the door was open and he was out and the door closed again. I wasn’t sure my legs would work to get me to the parking lot. Finally, I took a deep breath and opened the door and walked out. As I wobbled out, the clerk looked at me and winked. I had been there over an hour and had taken four loads. And Ted.... he had told me he had hiv and I still couldn’t stop. And now I had his number. He was so hot. Safe in my car, the reality hit me and I got the shakes a little. I was 18 and had just had unprotected sex it’s four guys and one for sure has hiv. And Ted was so hot and his cock as perfect. And when he can his cock throbbed so hard it felt like it must be pumping jets of cum. And he told me to call anytime. Like he knows I can’t resist him. All of this rushed thru my head. And I knew even then, I was gonna call ted. It was just a matter of how long i could hold out. And the bookstore, oh I was going to be there a lot.

PART 5 I spent the next day feeling guilty and certain that I had HIV, when I wasn’t busy jerking of relving the whole scene. Then I would feel guilty again. How could I break all the rules my first time out? I had let a guy with HIV fuck me raw and I had even let him cum inside me. It was only when I jerked off that I let myself admit I hadn’t let him cum in me, I had made him cum in me. Why had I done that? The next day after that my horniness got the better of me and I logged on, just to look at his profile I told myself. Before I could get there though, I noticed I had a message. I clicked and it was from him and he had sent it late last night. “Chris, First of all, I had an amazing time with you and really felt a special connection. And i am really happy that I got to be your first Top. You left pretty quickly and I think I know why... the fact I am hiv positive. I normally wouldn’t have even met a guy quite As young as you, but you were just so sexy in your pictures and so eager to be with an older guy like me, i gave in. And then you had such a pretty hole and it smelled so good. And then it tasted so good. And you got my cock so hard with your mouth. I couldn’t help needing to be inside you and I gave in. And you needed it. You needed my cock inside of you. And you knew I wouldn’t use a condom. Or maybe you just didn’t think. You just gave in. And when I was fucking you and you couldn’t have it stop. It just couldn’t stop. You had to have my cock pistoning in and out of you. Even when you knew it would make me cum and I told you I was close. You gave in. You pulled me in and squeezed my cock with your hole and accepted my load. A poz guy was shooting spurt after spurt of his cum into your guts and you gave in. You wanted it. At first when you left, I felt a little guilty and thought maybe I shouldn’t have let it go so far. Here you are, 18 and now you have my hiv cum inside you. And you’ve taken it bareback. You are going to want to get fucked bare again. It’s too addicting. You will give in. You will need it. Cock and cum. Deep in your hole. You will just have to... give in. And I will be waiting to take care of your needs again. When you are hungry and can’t hold off anymore, come over. But there’s no condoms allowed here. And no pulling out. And you will leave full of my cum. Signed, Tim.” I wasn’t just hard when i finished reading that, I was sure i would cum if I even touched my cock. And then I noticed he was actually online. And without hesitation, I gave in. I messaged him, knowing that I was agreeing thAt I did want what he wanted too, to fill my ass with his cum. “Tim, I can’t stop thinking about it. Can I come over again?,” I wrote and hit send. It was maybe a minute later that I got my reply. It was one word,Now. My reply was just as quick, “On my way.” And after a few minutes cleaning myself up, I was out the door. And for the second time in 3 days, was on my way to be a hot older Top man’s bottom toy. The hiv thing definitely went thru my mind, but not nearly as much as the thought of how it felt like he had cum a quart of jizz inside me when he had shot last time. It was the cum I kept thinking about, taking cum.

Dad’s Basement Part Three Dad’s shower was open with multiple heads, like something you would see in a locker room, which made it easy to spy on him. I stood outside the shower area as he turned on the water for each head. His cock bounced as he moved alone the wall completing his task. The steam began to rise almost instantly, heating the air. I watched Dad step under on of the head, water began to run down his muscled frame, matting the body hair as he became wetter and wetter. It was like a dream watching him run his hands over his body, massaging his muscles. His hands explored every inch of his body, slowly running along the length of his cock and cupping his balls. My cock began to harden again as I watched the live shower scene of my Dad. He slowly turned his back to me. His hands began to move down the front of his thighs, causing him to bend over the lower his hands went down his legs. I watched his furry ass as he bent over. Once his hands were near his ankles, his furry crack opened, exposing his hole to me. It was so fucking hot. His hands moved to his ass checks and spread them open more, giving me a better view of his hole. I felt like I was frozen to the floor, as I watched his hands massage his cheeks then slowly move towards his crack. His fingers ran up and down the furry trench, teasing his hole and me. Unknowingly, I was doing the same to my crack, my fingers were sliding up and down my own crack, teasing my self. It was pleasure I had never experienced before. Each time my fingers hit my hole, my cock jumped. “Step into my parlor, Son.” I stepped in and joined my Dad under the shower heads. The hot water felt good on my body. I closed my eyes and put my head under the falling water. “Relax” was the only word spoken. One of Dad’s hands was pushing my forward on my upper back while the other was rubbing my lower back. He was bent of slightly, opposite of me, his fingers were lightly toughing my skin above my ass, slowly moving down. I bit my lip when the found the entrance of my crack and slowly work down. The first pass they just went over my hole, each finger dipping slightly in as they went over my puckered hole. Dad’s fingers stopped as they pasted upwards. This time he pushed his fingers into my pucker, just getting the tips in slightly, over and over. Each time he did this I would moan ever so silently. Grabbing some soap, he lathered up his fingers, then returned to my hole. With each push inwards his fingers invaded deeper and deeper into my virgin hole. The little bit of pain, turned to pleasure with each push inwards. I braced myself with my hands against the wall. “Daddy loves your boy pussy, Son” he said as he quickly moved behind me, pressing his furry muscled body against my back. His hard cock was laying in my crack and in my mind’s eye I could see it covering the whole length. He was slowly moving it up and down my crack, breathing on my neck. "Hard to keep from pushing my cock into your hole, fucking you good and seeding your hole, Son,” he said, “Restraining myself is hard. If I am to convert you, I have to do it correctly.” “Yes Daddy,” was all I could say. He turned me around, pulling me close again. This time our cocks were pressed together. Being slightly shorter than him, our eyes were inches apart, as well as our lips. I licked mine as I stared into his eyes. “Get on your knees, Son,” he said, putting his hands on my shoulders and pushing me down until his cock was in my face, adding “Taste your Daddy.” I opened my mouth as wide as possible and engulfed Dad’s big veiny cock, taking it as deep as possible. His hands moved to the back of my head, pushing gently. Placing my hands on his thighs as I moved back and forth on his cock, doing my best to take it further and further down my throat. Apparently that what Dad had in mind as he grunted a deep voice "Deeper Son, DEEPER.” I tried to take more and more of his cock into my mouth and throat as I went down on him, only to gag more and more. His hips began to thrust more and more towards my face, pushing more of his cock into my mouth and throat as he cooed “Relax Son, Daddy won’t hurt you.” I tried to relax but this was so new. His hands moved from the back of my head to the sides, holding me in place as he thrust his hips faster and harder towards my face. I felt his balls hit my chin as his cock inched deeper into my throat, until there was a pop. His cock slide into my throat and he pressed his crotch against my face, balls against my chin. “Good Boy," Dad again murmured, only to hold still for a moment, then only to pull out, and then resume face-fucking me. As he did so, spit shot out of my mouth, landing in his crotch hair and running down my chin. I focused my eyes upwards to see his chest heaving, his head thrown back while biting his lips as he teased me saying “Not much longer now Son.” I muffled a moaned as a response. I was in my own ecstasy. I had my Dad’s hard cock fucking my mouth. Tasting his pre-cum, a preview of the cum that was infected with his HIV. My hands were rubbing the wet furry thighs as my cock jumped a little as it stood between my thighs. “Hot fucking mouth Son. Can only imagine how good my cock would feel slipping in and out of your neg fuck hole,” he remarked. Again I replied with a muffled moan. “Want Daddy to shoot on your face or down your throat Son?” he asked. “faummmce” I replied. “Throat it is, Boy.” He pulled his cock out slightly as his piss slit opened. His poz cum shot out, landing on my tongue giving me a taste of my Dad’s toxic seed. After two shots, he pushed his cock all the way in and shot the rest of his load down my throat to my waiting stomach. I could feel the pulses of cum shooting against my tongue. “Fuck yeah, huge load,” Dad commented as the intensity and frequency of his cum shots decreased, finally stopping. Dad repeated withdrew himself, only to push back in, each time his cock softening on the down stroke. “Lick Daddy’s cock clean, Boy.” I did as he demanded, running my tongue all over his cock while it was inside my mouth. Once it popped out, I continued to lick it. My cock bounced as I licked his softening cock. He bent over, grabbing my chin in his hand, locking his eyes on mine and announced “Your first HIV load, Son.” Without touching myself I shot my load in the air. It was washed away with the hot water from the shower. "Soon you won’t be shooting neg loads, Boy.”

Dad’s Basement - Part Two I spent the day on the sofa, half watching movies to take my mind off what I saw in the basement and the other half thinking about it. I would catch myself playing with my cock through my shorts when my mind wondered to the basement. The thought of Dad and his buddies fucking and sucking seemed to leave my cock harder than I had ever before experienced, and the thought they were (I imagined) playing in the basement even while I was sleeping upstairs somehow made the vision even more enticing. Still, one would have thought I would have heard my Dad come home, or at least the garage door go up and his diesel truck pulling inside, but nope: I was lost in thought, my hand inside my shorts wrapped around my hard cock when Dad's voice awoke me out of my day dream. “Wow, Son that’s quite a greeting for your old man!” Dad said when he saw me. “Dad!” I yelled, slapped back to reality and jerking my hand out of my shorts. “Anything interesting happen today, Son?” Dad asked coyly. “Well, let’s see. I found out that my Dad likes cock - every which way he can get it, has a sex club in our basement, and likes to spread his disease to others,” I said. "Other than that it was a quiet day.” “Yeah Son, I am a pig, a toxic pig, who loves to give into the most deviant sexual pleasure imaginable, and I am not ashamed to do.” “It’s okay Dad, I think it’s hot.” “Hot, huh? Like when you spy on your old man and jack your cock as I shower or stroke my cock in bed?” I had to smile as I nodded 'yes'. “It’s okay Son. I have no issue with any of that. Fuck, it was a turn on knowing you jack your boy cock watching me,” Dad remarked, adding “See?” I looked down at the front of his jeans, his hard cock was straining against the denim. I stood up, which allowed Dad to see my shorts were tented by my own very hard cock. “Does knowing what we do in the basement turn you on, Son?” “Definitely, Dad.” “Good, but I need to know if the full range of our activities turns you on, or is there some component of our sessions leave you uncertain or even afraid?" “The HIV component, Dad, scares me, yet it also excites me," I had to acknowledge. “Most boys your age have those mixed emotions. After conversion (or infected), sex becomes uninhibited, free from restraints of safety. That’s what we do in the basement: fuck free. There are times when we meet just to help a man break those restraints and become free. Understand?” “I think so. You take men who are not carrying HIV and give it to them?” “Yes. Some take it willingly and some don’t. Some want it and some don’t know they want it, but still get it.” As he gave this explanation Dad was rubbing his cock through his jeans, which rendered me even more excited. Our conversation was turning both of us on, and in fact I am fairly sure I could see his cock pulsate, even through his jeans, particularly when his palm caressed the his cock head. “Do the jocks and pictures nailed to the wall represent all of the men that you have infected?” “I didn’t infect them all, Son, but yes, they do represent the men who were infected by a member of the Club. That's our trophy wall It reminds us of who is carrying our virus.” Without thinking I started rubbing my cock, mimicking what Dad was doing to his. His eyes darted down, watching my hand. “Drop them Son,” he ordered. "Show Daddy.” Blindly obeying, I hooked my thumbs in the waist band of my shorts and pushed them to my ankles, where I stepped out of them. Standing upright again, my cock jumped up and down, finally resting pointing in front of me. “Grew up nicely there, Son,” Dad commented as he kicked off his work boots, unbuttoned his jeans and pushed them down to his ankles, stepping out of them. Standing straight up, he put his hands on his hips, allowing me access to view his crotch, this time with out spying. His cock was hard as a rock, pointing outward just like mine, but that is where the similarities stopped. His cock was at least nine inches long and almost as thick as a beer bottle. The head was massive and veins ran up and down it. I found myself wondering how I had managed to overlook these amazing details when I spied on him. His nut sac was smooth and hung low, with one ball higher than the other. When I looked up at his face there was an evil grin on it. “You like looking at that cock, Son?” I nodded slowly. “I like you looking at it.” I was mesmerized. The cock that made me was not six feet away, obscenely pointing at me, teasing me, and all I could do was to stare and slowly stroke my painfully hard cock. “That’s it Son, stroke your cock for your Daddy.” I watched as he bent down, slid his hand into the pocket of his jeans and pull out one of the brown bottles. Dropping his jeans, he moved to my side, his cock and balls bouncing with each step. My mind was focused on his cock and balls, so huge. He unscrewed the cap on the brown bottle, positioned it under one of my nostrils, pinched the other closed and urged “Inhale deeply, Son.” I did as he instructed, still stroking my boy cock. He switched nostrils and repeated his instruction. Again I complied. Almost instantly, I felt like I was flying, the sensations of my stroking intensified and my heart raced. My breathing was heavier. Dad’s hot breathe in my ear urged “Touch it Son, you know you want to. Feel the cock that made you!” I slowly moved my hand over to his cock. The closer I got, I could feel the heat rising from his dick. I closed my eyes and wrapped my fingers around it. It was hotter than I expected. And harder. Instantly I shot my load, out in front of me and unto the floor. “Good boy” Dad said with a smile. “I think you are ready for more. Let’s go to Daddy’s shower, Son. I have so much more to teach you before you join us in the basement.” He took off his shirt as he headed down the hall, his furry cheeks bouncing as he walked away. I pulled my shirt over my head and followed, like a little puppy.