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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.

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 am a Paramedic, and have always been turned on by other guys, even though a lot of females flirt with me, especially the hospital nurses. I must be reserved especially when in the fire house with the other guys, which most act they are homophobic. At least the bunk room is split, so the EMS personnel won't disturb the firefighters due to the number of calls we receive in a 24 hour shift. We got a call for a medical transport of an HIV patient to the DC Hospital NIH (National Institute of Health). This was a medical transfer from a regular nursing home, to this specialized facility due the fact the patient, was actually an AIDS patient and apparently not responding to medical therapy and this was going to be a last chance effort to get him stabilized. No one wanted to ride in the patient compartment with the patient, scared the close proximity would be contagious. I took this opportunity to get an education. Of course precautions were in place, both myself and the patient had masks on, and I was gloved up as well. The patient was to have EKG monitored during the trip along with an IV drip. The ride was going to be approximately 1 1/2 hour due to the heavy traffic during a rush hour commute. Once the trip began, my patient, which I will call Ken, was very talkative, and soon I had him comfortable and relaxed. He told me he had developed AIDS about 10 months prior, and was in a long care nursing home for treatment, but knew he was on the terminal list. During our ride, I confided in him that I was gay but not out of the closet, and needed to be discreet. He said he had not had a lover in over a year, but never regretted being gay, and his only release was when he could jack off. I told him that he was a cute guy and I could see how he probably didn't have trouble getting a lover when he was in his prime. He reached out from under his blanket which covered him in the cot, to pat my leg and thank me. I reached out to take and hold his hand when he did this to give him some comfort. He commented about the all the precautionary steps taken to keep him isolated, but it did make him feel like the plague victim. I then removed my glove to hold his hand and removed his gloved hand as well, so we could be skin to skin. I had been reading stories on BreedingZone and they always turned me on. I knew i was negative, but gay, and still horny. He said it gave him a little rush that I removed my gloves to touch him, and he thanked me and said it actually made his cock stir. The Medic Unit was an enclosed compartment, with only an intercom connecting the driver with the patient area, and the windows were treated dark so you no one could see in from the street. WHen he told me he had gotten excited, I lifted the blanket to check him out and to see if he had an erection. Of course when I did this, it excited him even more and he began to get hard. I reached out with my bare hand and took hold of his growing cock. He said it had been such a long time since anyone had touched him. I gave him a compliment of his size and girth as his cock grew. Our talk was just about at whisper level since we didn't want the driver to hear us. I told him it turned me on too to have his cock grow in my hand, which was about 9 inches and the width of a cardboard tube on a paper towel roll. He and I had our eyes locked together as I slowly stroked his cock..and he told me he would not last long if I kept that up. We both had pulled down our masks so we could see each other more clearly. He asked if i was scared I would catch his AIDS, and I told him not to worry, I can make my own decisions. He told me he was extremely turned on by me and my tender care. I guided his hand up my leg so he could touch my cock and see how hard I was . I knew we had at least and hour more of our transport, so I open my pants and let them slide down to my ankles and let him stroke my cock. (I figured it was only fair since I had his hard cock in my hands as well) I figured, when a person is on death row in a prison, they give him a last meal, so here my patient was basically on death row in a hospital setting, and going to his final place to die, so why not give him some final release. My precum was flowing, and he would put his fingers to his mouth and lick it off, telling me how sweet it tasted. When he took the next scoop of my precum in his fingers, and began to raise them to his lips, I stopped his arm and directed his fingers into my mouth and sucked them clean. His cock jumped and precum began flowing out of his cock. With his two fingers in my mouth, and our eyes locked to each other, he hooked his fingers behind my teeth and began to pull me closer to his face. WHen he removed his fingers, I kept moving closer and I kissed his lips, and our mouths opened and we frenched kissed for about a 3 minute continuous passionate kiss. When we broke our kis, I remained close to his face as he whispered to me..."Oh fuck !" my hand had not left his hard cock as I stroked it...and I leaned down and put his hard cock into my mouth and began to suck him. He began moaning, and his had reached from my cock to my ass cheeks and began rubbing and touching my hole. I was so turned on by this, I wanted more, much more. He was now very hard and his precum walk flowing like a slow leak of a water pipe. I grabbed his hard that was on my ass, and moved his hand so he could touch his precum that was a steady flow from his cock, then when his fingers were covered, I moved his hand and wet fingers back to my ass which he proceeded to push into my tight ass. Again, he moaned.."Oh fuck" and I looked him in the eyes and told him I am game for it. Since we were in a back up, and traffic was moving in a crawl, I unhooked his seat belts and turned my ass around and backed up to him, and he turned onto his side so his cock was pointing to my ass. As soon as i felt the tip of his cock touch my ass, it was like fireworks. I arched my ass back as I felt his lubed up cock begin to enter my ass. He grabbed my hips and pulled me back onto him as his cock slid up into my ass to his balls. We sat still for a bit, and I moaned for him to fuck me. I squeezed my ass cheek muscles and he said he better pull out, because he was going to cum soon. I told him to put it in me and to poz me up....next thing I felt was his cock twitching in me, and about 12-15 huge squirts of his toxic seed was shooting deep into my ass. We stayed still for a about 4 minutes, with him still inside of me, since our traffic jam ham come to a complete stop, I didn't want the extra movement to raise suspicion with my partner that something was going on. I turned my face to look back at him, and he whispered "thank you". I told him it my pleasure too...then we began to make out again for what seemed to be about along 15 minutes, and until traffic began to move again. When I pulled off of his cock, most of his load remained up in my ass, but a glob did fall onto his leg. I leaned over and sucked it up. I pulled up my pants and readjusted myself...and knelt on the floor to be closer to Ken...and we began to make out again for the trip. Before we arrived at the hospital, I gave him another blow job and he came in my mouth in which I swallowed. When we dropped him off and took him up to his room, I purposely left the clipboard on his night stand as we moved him over to his permanent bed. When my partner returned to out unit, I commented I left the clipboard, and needed to run back up and get it. The nurse was just coming out of his room when I got there, so when I went inside, I went over to his bedside and asked him to meet me in the bathroom. I helped him and guided his IV pole, as we entered the restroom. I moved his robe out of the way as I dropped my pants and asked him to fuck me again. He got rock hard again and with his precum dripping again, and the huge cum load he put up in me already, I was pretty lubed up to take him again. I leaned over the sink as he fucked me deep and hard...the noise of the squishy cum in my ass was a turn on for us both. HE moaned he was going to cum again so i asked where he would want to put it? He moaned back in me again to breed me with his DNA....I moaned back, "Yes, give me it". Ken had passed away a week later after I visited him one more time, he was too weak to go to the restroom, but we made out and I gave him one more blow job and swallowed his cum. Even after that, I still did not convert poz. So, now I am still turned on to play with poz guys any chance I get.

My name is Robert Kendall Allen, and this is the story of how I got pozzed. My mother was barely 18 when I was born. I never really knew my dad since my mother wouldn't marry him. She told me nothing about him except that he went away to college while my mom went to the local community college and worked while she raised me with help from her parents. I heard that my dad ended up moving away. I'm not sure where he moved, but I know he never returned to our small town in Illinois. While he had left the town in which he was raised, nevertheless I always would get a birthday card every year from him. He never missed a birthday, until today, the day I turned 21, and this omission is not his fault since he has no idea that I moved out of the small town where I had lived for the first twenty years of my life. Here's how I ended up leaving home; a couple months ago I my mother caught me in bed with another man. Actually the guy was one of my high school teachers. He had been fucking me since my junior year. To say she freaked out would put it mildly. After my teacher left she told me I had to be out off her house by the end off the week. I didn't wait that long and by the next day I had all my shit packed in my car and left. I had a buddy who lived close-by who let me crash with him in exchange for sex, so when I wasn't at my crappy job at the local WalMart (or servicing my straight bud) I was on my laptop seeing who was out there with whom I could play while I temporarily stayed with my 'friend'. I've always been attracted to the older, daddy types. I've never used a condom and knew the risks involved with bareback sex, although I never really chased the bug until now. While on-line I discovered Breedingzone.com and Bugshare.net. The stories always had my dick hard. The thought of getting pozzed up by an older guy and becoming his boy filled my dreams (and my jack-off sessions). I then discovered Barebackrt.com and started my search for the perfect man to knock me up. I concentrated on the listings for Chicago, knowing that city would afford me an excellent chance of meeting the right man to poz me, and when I decided to make the trip to Chicago, I also decided to post my itinerary on bbrts, mentioning I would be at Steamworks, and that I looking to play with an older poz guy. I threw all my belongings in my car and drove the 3 hours to Chicago and quickly found my way to Steamworks, parked my car and went inside, asking for a locker since my funds were limited. I stripped out of my street clothing, and draping a towel around my 28" waist, I went to explore the place. I quickly learned that there were a number of older men who'd love to 'take care' of a boy like me, 20 something, 5' 9", 135 pounds, blond hair, blue eyes, lean, smooth build. The one common factor that these Daddies shared was that they were all interested in pozzing-up bottom boy - like me. It didn't take me long to find the man of my dreams. He was in his 40s, about my height, muscular, with blond hair and blue eyes (like me) with a nice piece off meat between his legs (it had to be 5" semi soft). I didn't pack much less and at full mast I am nearly 8". What caught my eye was the biohazard tattoo he had just left off his trimmed pubes. It seemed that I caught his eye as the two of us did this 'dance' as we moved around the place. I lost him for a while until he came up behind me saying seductively "I've been waiting for you to get here." "You saws my post on barebackrt?" "Yes, Boy, I did. Where are you staying in town?" "Don't know yet, just thought I'd check this place out and see what I might 'find'." "What are you looking for?" I answered him, "Anything that may 'CUM' my way" with what I hoped was a seductive smile. With that, the dreamy guy introduced himself as 'Greg', and invited me to join him in his room. I introduced myself as Kendall, using my middle name, thinking my middle name might give me a fresh start. I followed Greg back to his room and once we were inside he shut and locked the door. Greg had a room with a bed on one side and a sling on the other. After we were in his room Greg pulled my towel from my waist exposing my entire body to his inspection. He leaned over and kissed me, his tongue entered my mouth as his hands explored my body. He was touching me in all the right places making me feel so good. I was hoping that this might be the man who would give me what I was seeking, that Greg was the poz Daddy who would take care of me. Greg placed his hands on my shoulders and gently pushed me to my knees. I knew what he wanted and took his cock into my mouth, showing him my skills at sucking cock. His rod easily slid into my throat, engorging as time when on. Soon enough I found myself working on an 8" thick cock. After I had worked his cock to to his satisfaction he pulled his hard tool from my hungry mouth and as I looked inquiringly up at him, Greg looked down at me and said, "You're a damn good cock sucker boy, you ever party before?" I knew what he meant from the stories I'd read on breedingzone, "No Sir, but I'm open to the idea." Greg got an evil grin on his face as he led me over to the bed. He had me sit down as he rummaged around in his bag. He pulled out two syringes and a little baggie containing a white crystaline powder. I assumed (correctly, I later learned), it was Tina. He filled both syringes just over half way with the drug. He then added water and waited for the contents to dissolve. Greg then pulled out a tourniquet and worked it over my bicep. He had me pump my fist a few times as he looked for a good vein. Greg spoke to me as he swabbed my arm with some alcohol, "You're going to feel a little pinch when the needle is stuck in your arm. I'm going to pull back and get a flash of blood in the barrel to make sure I've hit the vein. Then I'll empty all this in your arm. When I remove the tourniquet you'll probably feel a warmth rush up your arm. You will feel like you can't breath as you cough out a few times. Then the drug will hit you as your heart begins to beat faster and you'll feel very warm. I want you to go with the feelings and ride the rush. Once you're ready I want your mouth back on my cock as I do myself." Greg had me lay back on the bed as I watched. He found a prominent vein, suck the needle in, pulled back a little to get a small flash of blood and as he pushed the plunger down emptying the contents into me he said, "Ready or not, here it cums!" Greg released the tourniquet and, just as he described I felt a warmth go up my arm into my chest. I felt as if I couldn't breath, I coughed hard two or three times, and then sensed a flush and my heart began to race. I also heard a distinct ringing in my ears and felt as if my eyes were rolling into the back of my head. As I rode my first rush, I looked up at Greg as he smiled down at me. I knew I needed to pleases this man and would do anything he commanded. I just lay there for what seemed like an eternity (but in reality was a couple minutes) when I knew I had to pleases this man, this God who I hope would be the man to not only give me the bug, but maybe he would make me his boy. I knew I needed to pleases this man. I got down on my knees and between his legs to service him as he administered his own slam to himself. I took his semi hard cock deep into my throat. I never knew that I could swallow a man like I was doing to Greg at that moment. Out of the corner of my eye I could see Greg apply the tourniquet to his arm I watched as he swabbed the vein he was going to use. I could see him stick the needle in himself as he drew back to get the small flash in the barrel. Just as he had done to me moments ago, he emptied the entire syringes into his own arm. I heard the click as he removed the tourniquet. He coughed out almost like I had as I knew the second the drugs hit his system. I felt his cock throbbed to its hardest I had felt in my throat as I swear I could feel him cumming, or maybe he was just precumming, but it felt like a ton was flowing out of his dick. Greg didn't say a word as he placed a hand on the back of my head and began to fuck my throat. I felt for a moment that he was going to cum right then and there when he stopped. He lifted my chin and I rose up with his touch as he kissed me with a passion I had never felt. Each of his touches was electric. I knew I wanted this man and he was about to take me, make me his right then and there. My hope was that he'd make me his forever! As we kissed he led me over to the sling. I climbed in without any difficulty and he helped me put my feet in the stirrups as I laid back looking up at this magnificent man. He kissed my feet, licked my inner legs as he worked his way between my legs. He paused for a moment as he licked my balls and sucked my semi-hard dick. The sensation was incredible. I could feel myself getting a little harder but I never reached my full potential. Then Greg went back to my balls and then onto the area between my sack and hole - I felt an increase in pleasure beyond what I had ever known. When he finally found my quivering hole, I thought I was going to explode. I uncontrollably began to moan and writhe around. The more he licked and worked his tongue inside me, the more I wanted his cock, the more I wanted to be he poz bitch. "FUCK GREG! I need you inside me. I need your poz cum, your DNA coursing through my veins." Greg didn't speak a word - he just shoved his hard cock in, balls deep, looking down on me as he began to slowly fuck my ass. I could feel every inch of his cock slide in and out of my ass. I'm not sure how long he had been fucking me, but I was certainly enjoying every second. After a couple of minutes of steady fucking, he began to pick up his pace, fucking me harder and faster only to stop, lean in and kiss me before he'd start fucking me some more. He occasionally would pinch my nipples or squeeze my balls as he worked my hole with his cock, keeping up this rhythm for what seemed an eternity of pleasure. After quite a length of time he asked "You ready for my dirty seed, boy?" "Fuck, yes. Your dirty seed will make a great birthday present." Greg then grunted and slammed hard into me as he grunted "OH FUCK! I'M CUMMING! TAKE MY CHARGED LOAD BOY!" as I felt his cock thicken and spasm inside me. I swear I thought I could feel his load as he deposited it inside me. Greg fought to catch his breath as he leaned in to kiss me, his tongue making its way deep into my mouth. After we kissed he pulled back and said, "So today is your birthday in so many ways. Today you'll be born into the poz brotherhood. How old are you today?" as his still rock hard cock was slowly pumped my hole working his charged seed into the walls of my ass. "I turned 21 today." Greg never acknowledged that he heard me when he started to slam fuck me again, "I'M GONNA CUM AGAIN!" as his cock once again spasmed inside me once again filling me with his poz seed. "Did you say you're 21 today?" "Yes, sir I am. And you're making it a special day for me, especially since I didn't get my yearly birthday card from my father." Greg looked a little shocked at what I told him but he seemed to brush it off. Suddenly he asked, "Why didn't you get you father's birthday card?" as he continued to work his hard cock inside my cummy hole. I told him the details of how my mother had kicked me out of the house and why I made the decision to seek out a mature man to poz me and (hopefuly) take me in. As I told Greg all this he seemed to know me. He looked down at me with the biggest shit-eating grin I'd ever seen as he began to fuck me harder and harder. He wad fucking me so hard I thought the sling was going to break. Greg grunted out as he seeded my hole again. He had deposited so much cum inside me already some was spilling out as he continued to fuck me as, I'm sure, more was being worked deeper inside me. We kissed again, but there was something different about this kiss. It was more like a kiss two lovers would share. After we stopped kissing, Greg looked at me still with that grin, "Your using your middle name, your first name is Robert." I was shocked. How did this guy I just met know my real first name!? "How did you know that?" Greg never stopped fucking me. He just looked at me as he kept pumping away. "I know your real name because I'm your father." Hearing that had my semi-hard cock going rock hard. Greg kept in fucking me as we kissed again and again. I felt his cock grow harder and thicker deep inside of me. We kissed as he shot yet another load inside me at that same exact moment I shot what I hoped to be my last neg load thinking 'MY OWN FATHER POZZED ME!'

Those echo chambers are deafening with lack of discussion and shouting down of any dissent. It's not call anti-social media without reason.

lol , i had similar doctor. I changed to a gay doctor, and he is like "oh? you took 60 loads last month? That's great, as long as you took your pills, and you are vaccinated against hep A/B, and G9 warts, and yeah you will occasionally pick up some gono & chlamydia or sypillis, just get those treated and you be fine

I frequently channel Patsy Stone......

Just a quick update. My 32 yo Vietnamese pigson came over after work yesterday. I was douched and ready. The clothes came over quickly. We got kisses and sucking each other's cocks. He lubed up his fingers and stuck them in my ass, one by one. This does get me hard. I couldn't hold back any longer and told him I was about to cum. He pulled my body closer to him. He didn't stop sucking. My saved load coated the back of his mouth! Then he kissed me with my load in his mouth. OINK! Afterwards, he asked me to be on my tummy. He rimmed my ass a bit and put some lube on my hole. In went his hard young cock. He likes it when I squeeze my hole around his cock as he fucks me. This got him to cum faster in me which he did. I felt him cumming in me. I cleaned off his cock to thank him. He ate my hole and I got to taste his cum after he kissed me with it! After we were done, we checked out a new Vietnamese restaurant in the area. You do get very hungry for food after sex!

I would just try giving them a call.

My last hall pass was two Saturdays ago, July 15th. I live in a close suburb outside Chicago, it’s basically in the city. As I usually do on my hall passes, I was planning on traveling around for the morning and then posting up at Steamworks or Banana Video in the afternoon. Maybe stopping by Te-Jay’s to get some gloryhole dick as a treat, who knows? I started planning things out on Sniffies and BBRT in advance. I weeded out the usual dozens of other guys who seemed like pic collectors, curious but flaky guys, or guys who were eager-but-way-too-far-out. By Friday night, I had 8 guys lined up in my area who had told me they were solid, all of whom confirmed “Saturday morning for sure” when I asked. Saturday morning rolls around and every single one of those guys flaked. 🤬 Oh well. I get back on Sniffies and start driving down to the Loop. I’m not ready to head to Steamworks yet—I want to get some variety before I make that investment. So I put my Sniffies location next to Te-Jay’s and figure if Sniffies is a bust I can at least stop in to the bookstore over lunchtime to fill up on penis and semen from the tourist crowd. *Ding* *Ding* Two guys message me right away. The first guy is closest to where I can find parking, so I tell him I’ll be to his apartment shortly. Black guy, nice looking thick cock, about average length. I walk in and drop my bag at the same time I drop to my knees. I immediately take his soft spongy head in my mouth, lapping at and massaging it with my tongue. This is the first cock I’ve had in months, and I waste no time getting him hard and pounding the back of my mouth. I take time to suck his balls into my mouth while I jerk his now rock hard cock on my face. I drop my shorts around my ankles and bend over his couch, and line the tip of his cock with my pre-lubed asshole. He’s eager as well, thrusting to the hilt and pumping four times before he starts shooting his hot load of cum deep in my hole. He pulls out, and I feel his seed drip out of my hole and run down my leg as I kneel back down and gently put his cock back in my mouth. We both stand up to pull up our pants, and I see that his cum has splattered all over the inside and outside of my shorts. I point it out and laugh, and he lets me clean up a bit with a dishrag. One load down. I message the other guy that I’m on my way. He’s in town for a conference, so I walk over to his hotel. I do the walk of shame past people brunching on patios that I walked by 15 minutes beforehand, when I didn’t have a giant wet spot on the front of my shorts (and probably another one in the back around my asshole). I finally get to the new guy’s hotel room after navigating the lobby elevator and dodging the concierge. He’s in bed stroking his super thick cock, with nothing but his hat and socks on. He lets me drop my bag and take my clothes off, asking me questions about the other guy who just fucked me—he’s gotta be careful because he has a girlfriend. That’s cool, I don’t judge. I grab my poppers and lube and crawl up his bed until I’m planted between his legs. I start licking his balls as I replace his hand with my own, stroking his meaty dick. I roll each of his balls around in my mouth before licking up his shaft and taking his cock past my lips. Savoring the flavor of his precum. I pause to hit my poppers, and he hits them as well while I go back to trying to fit him in my throat. It’s too big unfortunately. He gets up and brings me around to the couch at the foot of his bed, where I kneel and bend over. He starts rimming me. It feels fucking amazing, his tongue slobbering at my cummy hole. He reaches for my cock and I tell him that I usually have trouble getting hard with guys, so he gets the message. Eventually I need his cock inside me, so I reach back and grab for him to come up and fuck me. I lube his shaft and then take a hit of poppers as I feel his cockhead enter my cunt. He slowly presses inside, stretching me open. It’s the perfect cock for my hole. About 7.5 inches long, thick and tapering out to the base, about 2.25 inches in diameter, maybe 7.0 inches in circumference. I love being stretched out. Despite what I said earlier I start getting hard while he begins to move in and out of my loose pussy. He keeps pulling all the way out of my hole, the cool air a pleasant contrast to his throbbing cock. He says that he’s never felt a hole as hot and wet as mine, even his girlfriend’s, and he needs to slow down or he’s going to cum too soon. I tell him I don’t mind, and as he grabs my hips and thrusts back inside me I beg him to pump me full of his hot semen. He buries his cock balls deep in my hole, his whole body going into spasms on my back as he shoots cum into my guts. I’m flying high from poppers and the feeling that there is nothing I would rather be doing right at that moment than taking loads of sticky cum from random strangers. After his cock withdraws from my hole, I get back on my knees to clean him off, just like the last guy. I love going ass-to-mouth, tasting the penis that was just in my asshole and the semen that he just bred me with. He seems to be extremely sensitive, even my very gentle, very slow ministrations with my tongue seem to be too much for him. Either that or he gets a strong case of post-nut clarity, and appears to be in a hurry for me to leave. I take his cue and get dressed, making small talk before grabbing the rest of my things. I give him a fist bump before I walk out the door. I go down the stairwell this time so I don’t need to worry about the slow elevators. To my surprise I have good cell reception in the stairwell, so I post up there for a minute to figure out my next move. I send a message to the hotel guy to thank him for the great fuck and for giving me his load, then consider my options. It’s getting close to noon. I’m about a 30 minute walk from my car, and then probably 20 minutes to get up to Boystown. I had previously planned to meet up with another guy in Boystown around 1-2pm. This guy had said he could host at his apartment with his buddy who was visiting. He said they could spitroast me… umm, yes please! I check in with him again—we had chatted earlier that morning to confirm how many other guys I had lined up before them—and let him know that I was able to get a couple loads despite my earlier bad luck. I wait a few minutes but still don’t get any response. Another couple guys have messaged me around the Loop asking if I’d like to get fucked. After some back and forth I find that neither one of them can host either. They want to fuck me in a bathroom somewhere. Sounds a little too risky for my blood. I’m a cumdump, but I don’t want to be a cumdump with a rap sheet. I’m beginning to think it’s time to just head back to the car when Hotel Guy messages me back. “Dude I want a second round haha.” 🤔 I reply, “Right now…?” -to be continued-

Maybe Montreal’s loss could be Ottawa’s gain. My last three visits to Club Ottawa since this summer have been the best I’ve known in the 20 years I’ve frequented this bathhouse. I was there twice this weekend (Friday night and Sunday afternoon) and managed to get fucked at least 12 times. Took 4 loads Sunday and two loads Friday night. I topped 4 hot-assed twinks and several mid-aged bottoms. And never saw a condom being unrolled throughout the festivities. Perhaps it’s time that Les Boys de Montréal come to Ottawa to experience Eastern Canada’s new Bareback Hall of Fun. We’ll welcome you with open legs!

Part 2 Three nights later, I need to meet my bookie at the bar as I did surprisingly well on the Final Four. I did an edible a couple hours before so I’m feeling nice and mellow in my pink lace crotchless panties. My new, bigger butt plug arrived today and I had to go slow getting it in. It vibrates and has a remote control. I had it on low in the truck driving here. I think it’s too loud so too risky for the bar. What a way for one of my friends to catch me! No way! So I leave the remote in the truck. I stand the whole time I’m settling up with the bookie. When he leaves, and if nobody is around, I plan to sit down hard on the closest bar stool and ride the thrill of my secret. We do a shot for good luck and he heads out. I look around and see that nobody is around the stool next to me so I back up and drop all my weight on my butt and WOW, I’ve never had anything that deep inside me! It takes my breath away and I look down to gather myself. I take a couple recovery deep breaths and look up to see that tall black guy walk into the bar and directly over to me. I look away quickly thinking it’s just really bad timing but fuck…he’s soon standing right next to me. I stand up as I’m paying my tab and he says, “Yo, get us some shots”. Me: “I’m leaving now. Maybe next time.” He leans his head close to mine and says in my ear “I’m going to give you what you want, bitch.”

Chapter 29 We dozed off for awhile but I soon woke up to a warm mouth on my rapidly expanding cock. "I'm sorry sir I didn't mean to wake you but I just couldn't resist your dick. I've never been so horny in my entire life." I put my hands on his head guiding him back down on me. "Don't worry about it, that's just your true self waking up and taking charge. Now get me hard so you can ride my dick." He sucked me for a few minutes then straddled my hips and sat down on my hard cock. He let out a very satisfied moan as he sank all the way down. "Oh man it feels so amazing." "I still can't believe you went five years without a hard cock inside your warm boy pussy." "Well to be honest I didn't really enjoy it that much. It always hurt with the condom on. I mean I know I've read a lot of dick stories and chatted with a lot of guys and they all said it was so much better skin on skin but you know what they say, doing is believing." I smiled, "and do you believe now?" "Mmm not sure, may need to get fucked a few hundred more times to be sure," he said with a wicked grin on his face. "Ahh, I'm sure that can be arranged," I said raising my hips up to meet him causing my dick to explode inside him. He clamped down hard trying to milk every last drop. "Damn we need to get you a butt plug to make sure you don't lose a drop of cum." "Mmm, I've always wanted to try one of those." He was still sitting on my cock trying to milk more cum. "Fuck, you're so sexy boy. I wish I knew a tattoo artist here in town we need to get some ink on this tight bod of yours." "I'd like that sir." He climbed off my cock and snuggled up beside me. "Thank you for tonight. I can't believe what I've been missing." "Don't worry boy we'll catch you up real fast." I looked at the clock by the bed and realized it was almost two in the morning. "Damn son I need to get back to my room and make sure Brandon's okay." "Your admin?" "Yeah, he's only nineteen. I'm sure he's fine but I keep forgetting he's my responsibility." "I'm sorry I kept you so late sir." "Don't apologize, this was amazing. Make sure your free tomorrow evening as we're going to continue your training and I'm guessing Brandon will be more than willing to help." I got up and threw my clothes on. I gave him a kiss and told him, "no clothes for the remainder of the trip unless you're in public." "Understood sir." "I'll text you tomorrow when I know the plan. Get some rest, you're going to need your strength tomorrow." I wasn't sure what to expect when I got back to our room but seeing Mike getting fucked by Brandon while another guy had his cock down his throat wasn't it. The guy getting blown saw me come in and said, "I've got dibs on this slut's ass next. You can have him once I've dumped my load." "No problem man, I just gave my new boy three loads so I think I'm tapped out for the night." Brandon looked over at me and grinned as he unloaded in Mike's ass. He pulled out and the other guy immediately took his place. Brandon walked over to me and I couldn't resist so I dropped to my knees and cleaned him off. "So how many loads does that make," I said pointing to Mike. "I just gave him load number five." "All poz?" "At least three, not sure about the other two. You know don't ask don't tell." He grinned. "Ahhhh," the other guy groaned, "take my poz load you fucking slut." I turned to Brandon, "where'd you find this guy?" "Mike picked him up at the bar. When he got a little drunk he started telling guys he was looking for poz guys to knock him up. There were three guys who wanted him to go with them. He was going to go but I convinced him it would be easier, not to mention safer, to just come here. I hope you don't mind. I tried to text you but you didn't respond." "No you did good. Sorry I didn't see your text my phone died and I was a little preoccupied." "So you said. Your new boy? Can't wait to hear all about that one." About this time the other guy had pulled his clothes on and was leaving. "Thanks, that was fun. Later dudes." "Hey Mike how you doing over there?" "I'm drunk on poz cum." "Yes you are, come on why don't I help you get back to your room." "Hey Scotty, when did you get here," he said as he sat up and noticed me for the first time. "Come on buddy, you've had a busy night. Let's get you home so you can sleep this off." We got him dressed and I helped him to his room and got him tucked in for the night. I wondered if he was going to remember any of this in the morning. When I got back to the room Brandon had cleaned up everything and was in bed waiting for me. "Looks like we both had eventful nights." I chuckled, "it does appear so. I take it Mike's okay with the fact he's going to be on team poz." "I think it's safe to say we managed to wake the beast inside of him and there's no going back. And your new boy?" I showed him pics of Xander with and without my dick buried deep inside his ass. "Well fuck me! Please tell me I'm going to get a chance at that pink hole of his." "Absolutely, I'm going to throw together something special for him tomorrow, uhh I mean tonight," I said looking at the clock. "We don't have to get up early tomorrow do we." I laughed, "hell no, don't set the alarm just wake up naturally. Now let's get some sleep." I woke up close to 11:00 feeling well rested. It's amazing how refreshed I always feel after a night of breeding. Brandon's arm was draped across my chest and he was snoring softly next to me. I carefully removed his arm and quietly got out of bed. I checked the conference agenda for the day and decided there was nothing pressing that I really needed to attend. Now don't judge me I realize I was there for work and should be trying to get a lot out of the sessions but, yeah not going to happen today. I threw on my running shorts and a tank top and slipped out of the room. I sent Brandon a quick text so he'd know where I'd gone then headed down to the lobby. As I got off the elevator I noticed that the really hot concierge was on duty this morning. He smiled at me as I passed by. "Good morning sir, enjoy your run." I stopped for second and walked over to him. "Hey thanks again for telling me about those trails yesterday." "No problem, hope you enjoyed them." "They were great, lots of nice scenery," I smiled, winked at him and turned to go. "Hey," he called out, "I just have to say I love your ink." He blushed a little like he couldn't believe he'd actually said that out loud. "Thanks, as you can tell I'm a little addicted." "They're hot, I mean they look good on you." I smirked, "thanks, got any of your own?" "Umm, yeah a couple, nothing like yours though." "Well we all have to start somewhere. Umm, hey I just had a thought. I'm assuming you got your ink done here in town." "Yep, my buddy has his own place just a few blocks away from here. Why, you looking to get some more while your staying with us?" "Not exactly, I uhh, have a new friend who's in desperate need of some ink on his totally smooth body." He looked at me and lowered his eyes, "totally smooth?" "Only hair he has is on the top of his head." I pulled out my phone and showed him a picture of of Xander naked from the waist up. "Fuck me! He shaves?" "Nope, naturally smooth." He had a look on his face as if to say, 'yeah right'. "Trust me I spent all night inspecting him from head to toe." "Damn that's hot. Gotta say I love hairy guys but there's something about a completely smooth bottom that makes me rock hard. He is a bottom right?" I laughed, "total bottom." "Fuck me! Don't suppose you're sharing him?" "Absolutely, he's becoming a no load refused boy." He reached down to adjust his crotch. "You okay there," I asked grinning at him. "Oh yeah, this constantly happens to me with this job. I tend to get turned on a lot working here." I chuckled, "hmm I could see that being a hazard of the job, being surrounded by all these hot guests. So how often do you given in to the temptation?" "Oh it's not temptation I consider it a perk of the job, and I'm very good at making sure our guests have a very positive experience with us." "Hmm I bet. So what do think the chance your buddy would be able to fit my boy in for his first tat today or tomorrow?" "Not sure, but his shop's only a couple of blocks from here, so you should just pop over before your run and check." "That's perfect, thanks." I got directions from him and headed out. It was literally one block from the hotel, very convenient. I walked into the shop and this hot biker type guy about my age greeted me, "hey you the guy with the smooth boy?" I looked at him a little confused. "Jack from the hotel warned me you were on your way over. Fuck man, love your ink, your guy did good work. You mind if I see you're back?" "Not at all," I said taking my tank top off. He ran his hand over my biohaz tat. "Damn, I bet this beast attracts a lot of chasers." "Like a moth to a flame." "Good man! So Jack said you wanted to mark your new boy." "Yeah, I'm thinking of something on his ass to let all the tops know exactly what he is." "He poz?" "Nope but he will be by the end of the week." I pulled out my phone and showed him Xander's pics including one of his tight bubble butt. "Damn," he whistled, "I can't wait to get my hands on that ass. I think I have the perfect ink to start him off." He pulled up a picture on his computer. "Oh fuck that's perfect. When can you fit him in?" "I'm pretty light today have come down whenever and I'll work on him." "Great what do I owe you?" "Nothing, just let me help knock the boy up and we'll call it even." I called Xander to see what he was doing right then. His phone rang for awhile before he finally picked up. "Hey slut did I wake you?" "Good morning sir, no I'm just lying in bed fingering my cunt." "You still have my loads inside you?" "Yes sir." "Good boy. You need to throw on shorts and a t-shirt. I'm going to text you an address, be here in ten minutes." I hung up before he could respond and sent him the address. While we we're waiting for him to show up I found out that my new friend was named Marty and he loved nothing more than breeding neg boys. Eight minutes later Xander walked in the shop. "Fuck you've got an obedient boy there." I grinned, "yeah he's doing great. Xander this is Marty, you belong to him for the next couple of hours so make sure you do everything he tells you to do." With that I gave him a deep kiss and left for my run. I made sure to do an extra long jog too give Marty enough to time to finish up. When I got back to the shop the front was empty but I could hear moaning coming from the back. I followed the sounds and walked in to see Xander bent over a bench with Marty's big dick unloading in his cunt. He slowly pulled out and gave me a big smile, "fuck your boy's got an amazing ass. Gave him two toxic loads to help him on his journey. Take a look at his ink and let me know what you think." "Holy shit that looks great. Has he seen it yet?" "Nope I figured you'd want to do the honors." I took a couple pictures so I could show Xander. His eyes got really big. He threw his arms around me and gave me a big wet kiss then did the same to Marty. "Thank you, now everyone who fucks me will know I'm a poz pig." "Well you're on your way to being poz but you're definitely a pig." On his ass cheek was the outline of a pig with the word poz inside, it was fucking beautiful. "Hey Marty, if you're free tonight you should come by my hotel room. I'm planning to see just how many loads we can get inside his cunt." "Fuck I'll be there. I definitely want another go at that ass. I also have some friends I can bring too if you're interested." "Toxic?" "Yep, and a couple have wicked PAs that with help ensure all those loads can do their job." "Perfect, anytime after eight." I hadn't even noticed Xander had dropped to the floor and was cleaning off Marty's dick. He was a fucking natural. "Come on boy let's go so he can get back to work." As he stood up to grab his clothes I noticed he had bars through both of his pink nipples. Marty saw and looked a little guilty. "Hope you don't mind, I started sucking oh his perky tits and just could resist piercing them." "Great idea they look good on him." He looked relieved, gave us both hugs and we were on our way. As we headed back to the hotel I asked him how he liked his first tattoo. "Yes thank you so much. It makes me feel even sluttier. But I am a little concerned that it says poz when I haven't earned the bug yet." "Believe me son, I'm going to do everything in my power to make sure you're poz by the end of the week." "Thank you sir." "Now go back to your room and take a nap, it's going to be a long night. Just make sure you're at my room by seven."

Chapter 24 Scotty It wasn't long before our newest slut was a confirmed card carrying member of our poz family. A couple of weeks after it was official I took him down to Max's place to get his biohaz tat. When we walked in Adam was working the front desk. "Scotty hey stud," he greeted me coming around and giving me a big kiss. "Max has talked about nothing but breeding your ass all morning. Good thing I'm not the jealous type." I burst out laughing, "Adam my dear boy with as much dick as Max gets for you how could you possibly get jealous?" He playfully punched me in the shoulder, then turned and noticed Brandon for the first time. "Damn! Please tell me you're a top because I'm going to need your dick in my pussy before I can allow you to leave today." He grabbed Brandon's crotch and gave it a squeeze. "Fuck boy, you just took three loads. You can't still be hungry," Max said entering the room. It was pretty funny to see these two standing side by side. Max at 6'4" and Adam at 5'5". I had introduced these two when I'd come in to get my bio haz tats. Our shy little Adam had instantly fallen under his spell and was proud to become his boy. He even quit his job and was now working for Max running the place and doing piercings. They looked happy. I'm sure the fact that Max loved watching his boy get used by other men didn't hurt either. I heard they even convinced Tommy, the other tattoo artist at the shop, to finally go off meds. So you could now come get a tat and pickup the bug or a recharge all in one stop. "Mmm mmm, who's your new friend Scotty and do I get to breed him?" Max said licking his lips. "Down boy," I chuckled, "all in good time. This is Brandon, the doc's nephew." "Oh I've heard about you. Several of my clients told me about the hot young man at the last conversion party. I was sorry we missed it. My boy and I did however love watching some of the clips that the guys filmed of you taking all those loads." "Oh shit, daddy is this the guy with that beautiful hairy cunt that was dripping cum?" Adam asked getting very excited. "I wanted to bury my face in there." I was laughing hard now. "If I didn't know better I'd say you guys haven't gotten laid in weeks." "Try twenty minutes," Tommy said coming out front. "They fucked my last client." "What?" Adam asked trying to act all innocent. "Our clients have come to expect a certain level of customer service when they visit us." "And I didn't hear you complaining when you took your turn sliding your cock deep inside his ass," Max said slapping Tommy on the back. "Seriously, how do you guys get any work done in this place?" I looked over at Brandon and could see the outline of his hard dick in his pants. "Told you you'd like these guys." He just had a stupid grin on his face. "So son, where are we putting you badge of honor?" "Well I'd kind of like to do it similar to Scotty's. One on my hip that I can always see and a larger one on my back. I know it can't be the same design but I love when I'm running behind him and he's got his shirt off and can I see that hot as fuck tat." He blushed and looked at me. "Is that okay, I won't do it if you don't want me to copy yours." God this kid was so fucking adorable. I just wanted to bend him over and breed his cunt right there. "I think that would be awesome and I'm guessing Tommy and Max can probably come up with a unique design to go around the one on your back if you want them to." I gave him a hug and a kiss. "Okay if we don't start right now I'm guessing we're going to have full-on orgy in about five seconds," Max said taking Brandon's hand and leading him back to his station. While Max did his hip tat Tommy and Adam worked on the design for his back. They came up with a simple Celtic type design to encircle the large biohazard tattoo that would go between his shoulder blades. "Fuck that's hot," I said. Max had just finished up with his hip so they both came over to take a look. "Oh my god, that's perfect. Thank you so much. Is there time to do that one tonight too?" Brandon eagerly asked. "Of course. We might not get it finished depending on your pain tolerance but we should be able to make good progress." Max and Tommy took him in back and started working. Adam looked at me with lust in his eyes. "Why don't I keep you entertained while daddy works on your boy." "Oh, Brandon's not my boy." "He may not be your boy but there's definitely a connection you two have that goes beyond just being friends." Okay, that I couldn't deny. Adam flipped the open sign to closed, pulled the shades down, walked back to me, dropped to his knees and proceeded to release my growing cock from my pants. "Mmm yum, I haven't had Scotty cock in awhile," he said then dived on my dick. It didn't take long for me to get close but I didn't want to waste my load down his throat. I pulled him off and told him to show me his cunt. He took his pants off and I noticed he was still locked away. "Your daddy ever let your dick come out to play?" "Nope I don't have a cock just a cunt that's made for real men to use over and over." I shoved my hard dick all the way in and started pounding his ass. It was hard to believe this was the same shy kid I first met a couple years ago. I just loved watching guys realize who they really were deep down inside. Whether it was a total daddy‘s boy or a power top, it was just hot as hell to watch. After about thirty minutes I could feel I was closer. I slammed in balls deep and unloaded in his cunt. He immediately flipped around to clean me off. We relaxed for awhile catching up then walked back to check on Brandon. They'd made good progress but you could tell he was getting to the end of his tolerance for the night. The biohaz tat was complete and the outline of the surrounding design. It would probably only take one more visit to finish up. I took a couple pictures and showed them to him. "Fuck that is so hot! Thank you," he said as he hugged Max, "would you please breed my hungry hole now." He kicked off his shoes, undid his pants and bent over the table presenting his ass to Max. Max didn't miss a beat. He had his dick out and shoved in Brandon in less than a minute. Both guys let out a satisfying moan. Not to be left out Adam scooted under the table and took Brandon's dick in his mouth while Tommy told me to get on all fours so he could fuck me. It didn't take Max long before he was grunting and firing off his load. We switched positions and partners several times with all of us both giving and receiving except for Adam, who of course only got fucked. After a couple of hours of exchanging fluids we all collapsed in a heap of sweaty bodies. "Fuck Scotty, I can see why you love getting tattoos," Brandon said tiredly. We all started laughing. I insisted on paying for his tats which he wasn't too happy about. I loved that he was so determined to be responsible for himself, but I told him this was a special gift from me to him just like my friends did for me when I joined the family. Damn I was really getting attached to this fucker. With my new position at work I was traveling a lot and my current assistant, who was out on maternity leave, had just informed me she wasn't coming back. I was now scrambling to find a replacement as I had a big convention coming up and desperately needed the help. A few weeks after we visited Max's I was out to dinner with doc and he was telling me how frustrated Brandon was with his job. "He likes it but they're a small practice and I think he's bored. I was talking to his boss and she loves him, he's doing great they just don't have enough to keep him busy or give him enough hours." "Is he looking for something else?" I asked. "He's applied a few places and I've put some feelers out for him but haven't heard back on anything yet." "What do you think of him working for me?" He got a weird expression on his face. "No, you're right terrible idea forget I mentioned it." "No actually, I think that just might be an excellent idea." Now it was my turn to look confused. "That boy idolizes you. You've already taught him how to be the best slut in the world just imagine what you could teach him in the professional world." "Are you sure?" "Yes. I think you should really talk to him about it." He started laughing, "shit, I can just imagine you guys on business trips together fucking your clients to seal the deal." "Hey I've only done that twice, and the deal had already been closed, we were just celebrating." Now I was laughing. Brandon usually joined me on my runs a few times a week. He spent the other mornings in the gym working out and damn he was looking better than ever. "So how's work going?" I asked as we were cooling down, both of us covered in sweat. He had his shirt off so I could admire his newly completed tat. "It's okay, but honestly I'm bored and they only have enough to keep busy a little more than part-time." "Would you be interested in coming to work for me?" He gave me suspicious look. "Everything's on the up and up I promise. My current assistant isn't coming back from maternity leave so I need to replace her, interested?" We talked about what the job would look like and arranged a time for him to come into the office for a formal interview. He came down to my office the next day and we spent several hours going through in detail exactly what the job would entail. When we were done I took him to lunch so we could discuss it further. "So what do you think?" "Scotty this seems like a great opportunity but I don't want you to feel like you have to do this for me." "I can assure you I'm only offering you the job because I think you'd be a good fit. I can be a complete asshole sometimes and I expect the best from my employees. Listen before you make a decision I want you to talk to my current assistant ask her all about the job and about working for me. Believe me she'll give you the honest unfiltered truth." "Okay that sounds fair." That night he came over to my apartment to talk. "So did you get a chance to speak with Shelly?" "I did. You didn't tell me how funny she was and you weren't kidding about her being unfiltered. Man does she have some juicy shit on you," he said grinning from ear to ear. I chuckled, "yep that's an understatement. So did that scare you off?" "Nope, if you're serious about this then I'd like to give it a shot. I spoke to my boss and she's agreed to cut me back to half days during my two week notice to let me start with you right away but also give her time to find a replacement." "Well perfect! Sounds like we have a deal then. Come by the office tomorrow and we'll start your paperwork. But for tonight I think you need to fuck your new boss. I told him to follow me and walked into the bedroom while taking my clothes off. He pushed me down on the bed, lifted my legs up, placed them on his shoulders and then rammed his hard poz dick inside my ass. He then proceeded to fuck the shit out of me. Damn, he was going to be an excellent employee.

PART 3 Finally, Tim backed off and that slick wet tongue that had been giving my ass so much pleasure was gone. I arched my back and moaned, I just wanted more so bad. “Don’t worry Chris, I haven’t even started pleasuring your little boyhole. I just wanted you to see what your ass does to me,” Tim said rising up. His cock was rock hard. A bead of precum was dripping off the tip. I practically dove up to get to it, that massive man cock. My teachers man cock. And my mouth opened greedily to savor it. I wanted that big dick in my mouth so badly. But first I had to lap that precum up, as my tongue flicked out and licked and swirled on his big mushroom head. Lips already wet with spit, I slid my mouth down on his shaft. I lost myself in sucking him. I worshiped it with my mouth. I pulled off and licked and sucked on his balls and then returned to sucking the head. I tried my best to please him. I wanted to be a good cocksucker for him. With him standing just next to the edge of the bed, I was on my hands and knees to reach him and so when he leaned over me, it wasn’t hard for his hands to reach my ass. His very wet fingers felt cold for just a moment when they touched my hole, but quickly grew warm. It was my first time having my ass lubed, but I knew it wasn’t spit. His hand pulled away and then returned, and my hole and as crack grew slick, so slick his finger just eased into me. The pressure and fullness felt incredible and i arched my back. I sucked with even more desire, as his finger slowly opened me up. It wasn’t spoken when he pulled away and then guided me around. He spread my legs and pulled me to the edge of the bed. My slick and shiny hole was presented to him, my cheeks spread wide. He slowly stroked his rock hard cock. He knew he was about to fuck me and I knew he was about to fuck me. I was still nervous but I wanted it so bad. He had driven me to the point where I just needed hot gay man sex. Nothing else mattered except this hot older guy and his giant beautiful penis. Finally, I felt it. The head of his cock. Only instead of pushing in, he was slowly rubbing the head against my hole. The slight slight pressure and the gentle tiny circles drove me crazy. It felt SO good. He had one hand on his cock and one hand keeping me in place. I knew he didn’t have a condom on. I was really aware of that and it kept running through my head, but it felt so good. And I was 18 and with a guy more than twice my age. And I knew I wasn’t gonna say anything if he didn’t. The rubbing and pressure kept making me just want him more and more. So much that when he finally leaned in and whispered “I’m going to fuck you now,” I just whimpered “Please!”. And the circles stopped and the pressure got stronger. I tried to relax. He pushed and then I felt a sharp stab in my hole and I gasped and threw inches of bare cock was inside me and I was no longer a virgin. He paused and stroked my back gently. “Relax, just relax and open up. Let that hole open up for me,” he whispered, adding “let me show you how good my cock can make you feel.”

Part 6 Mitch woke up around 5 am, waking me up as he pulled his muscular arm out from under me. Grabbing his clothes, he quickly dressed as I poked my head out of the door to make sure the coast was clear. After all, we didn't need our brothers knowing our secret! A quick slap on the ass and he was gone for the night. I returned to bed, a little sad he wasn't still in it, but I had to be thankful for what I had. Friday night rolled around, and I knew I'd be alone that night. Mitch had a game Saturday afternoon, and wanted to get a full nights sleep. I was fine with that, so I was totally shocked when he knocked on my door later that night. "I'm not here to fuck dude," he started. "I gotta show you something." He handed me his phone which was open to his email. My heart started to pound and I felt Mitch's anxiety as I read the email from coach. "Boy I have decided to invoke my rights for the first time. You will not disobey me! If you do, I will destroy you! I not only have pictures, I also took video on my phone. Video of you on your back like a whore, taking cock, and begging to be fucked. Begging like the faggot you obviously are! It would take nothing to spread that video around, so I KNOW you will be obedient! You will follow my instructions to the T! 1) You will NOT shower after tomorrow's game. I don't care what excuse you give the team, just do it! 2) You will take with you the jockstrap and socks that you wear in the game, as well as your regular workout jersey and shorts. Again, I don't care how you do it, just do it! 3) At 8 pm you will arrive at room 406 at the Holiday Inn downtown. You will NOT be late! 4) You will be wearing the jockstrap, socks, jersey, shorts, and your smelliest running shoes. 5) Before your arrival, you will go to the track in said uniform and run 8 laps. I will have someone watching so don't even think you will lie about it. Then you will run to the hotel. You will have to time things carefully so you are not late! 6) You will tell your boyfriend to also be here, but he is to be here at 7:45! If he gives one fuck about you, he WILL be here! These instructions are clear, simple, and non-negotiable." That was it. I looked at Mitch and saw the fear on his face. "What can I do Cole? I have to do what he says! What do you think is going to happen when I get there?" "I have no idea. Maybe this is just a kinky game for him. He probably just wants to fufill a fantasy. I wouldn't worry too much. Just do what he says, it will be fine." I consoled him. "Yea, your probably right. Not like he hasn't already fucked me. He just wants more. Thanks buddy, I gotta get to bed. Maybe I'll sleep better now." With that, Mitch left for the night. But I didn't sleep well. There was something more ominous in the email. The tone, the demands made me feel there was more involved tomorrow. But it was out of my control. We would just have to wait and see. The game went surprisingly well. We won by 14 points. Mitch performed as he should, even though I knew his mind must have been elsewhere. At 6, Mitch was in my room, visibly nervouse. I couldn't think of anything to say. "I guess I'll head to the track at 7." He said. "That will give me plenty of time to run the laps and run downtown." "I hope so," I replied. "I don't want you to pies him off. He's already got too much dirt on you." "I know, I WON'T be late! I guess I'll see you there." Mitch grabbed his bag with the gear inside and left. At exactly 7:45 I was knocking on the hotel room door. Coach opened the door and smiled, knowing his orders would be followed. As I entered the room, my heart beat faster as I saw two other men in the room. I realized instantly what was going to happen, even though I didn't know the extent of it. They 23rd both middle aged men, probably in their 40's, and both looked like they had been jocks in their youth, but now had bellies and thinning hair. "This is the faggots boyfriend. I'm going to have him film." A lump formed in my throat as he handed me a video camera. "Just film the action boy. Keep the mens faces out of the frame. Keep the focus on the faggot as he gets used!" I just nodded, knowing it was pointless to disagree. Shortly, there was a knock on the door. "Start filming boy! I want to capture the faggots reaction as he walks in the room!" I turned the camera to the door as coach swung it open. There stood my god, drenched in fresh sweat, his clothes sticking to his well sculptured body. As he entered the room, his face fell as he saw the other two men, instantly realizing what coach had in mind. I thought for a moment he might belt, but he knew better. "Here you go men, the sweaty, smelly quarterback, just like you paid for. Have at it!" coach said as he sat back in a chair to watch. Paid......PAID!!! Coach had sold him like a whore! Mitch blushed in embarrassment as he heard those words. I saw tears in his eyes as he accepted what was about to happen to him. But oddly, my own cock got hard. The men moved in and grabbed Mitch, one pulling his jersey off, the other his shorts, as they threw him face down on the bed. One guy buried his face in Mitch's hairy, sweaty hole while the other guy unbuckled his pants and shoved his hard dick into Mitch's mouth, forcing it down his throat. Soon the ass eater pulled off and dropped his pants, revealing a sizeable hard on. He just lined it up to Mitch's hole and plunged in. Mitch howled at this sudden intrusion, but was silenced as the mouth fucker buried his cock all the way in, burying Mitch's nose in his pubic hair. Mitch choked and gagged while the ass fucker drilled him deep and hard. "Oh yea," said coach. "Rape that faggot jock! Don't be gentle! Since he likes dick so much, he's gonna get plenty tonight! His faggot holes will be sorry in the morning! Come on, he's a big, tough football player, he can take it rough! Don't hold back! The faggot needs to be taught a lesson!" With that the two men pounded into Mitch even harder. The ass fucker slapped Mitch's cheeks as hard as he could while the throat fucker held the back of Mitch's head and skull fucked him relentlessly. Mitch just cried choked, helpless to stop the brutal spitroasting. My own cock throbbed as I watched the man I loved get brutally raped by two strangers who had paid for the priveledge of using the hot, young jock. Soon both men were pumping their loads into Mitch's now official whore holes, filling the quarterback with hot man cum. They pulled out, their cocks both slimey, and switched places. They rolled Mitch onto his back, his head hanging off the bed. Without a moments rest, they both slammed their still hard cocks into his open, available holes, spearing him once again. The cock that had been in his ass was covered in a brown slime, but this was soon cleaned off by Mitch's clinging throat as it forced it's way down past his toncils. "Fuck yea guys," moaned coach, "Bust that faggot open! Put that Viagra to good use. He'll be begging for mercy before this night is over! He'll learn what it means to be a cumdump!" I don't know how long these guys fucked him, but it was a while. I heard another knock on the door as coach admitted the next man into the room. "Fuck yea!" the new guy exclaimed as he looked down on the star quarterback taking cock deep in both his holes. "Your next trick is already here boy." sneered coach. "I don't think you'll be getting much rest tonight!" Soon the first two men were dumping their second loads each into Mitch's already sore and abused holes. After they pulled out, the ass fucker stuck his now deflating cock into Mitch's mouth to clean it off. Coach grabbed a fat sharpie pen and proceeded to write "FAGGOT JOCK CUMDUMP PLEASE USE ME!!" on Mitch's chest. He rolled him over on his back and wrote "CUM IN HERE" above his ass, with arrows pointing to his hole, and across his shoulders he wrote, "FAGGOT'S CUMLOAD TALLY" with 4 slash marks underneath. "That's a good start for the night!" he said as the new stranger slid his hard cock into Mitch's wet hole.

CHAPTER 9: Dad: Waking up I realized it was almost Noon. I remember fucking Cod earlier this morning while we were both half-awake but I suppose I passed out afterward; apparently he decided to get up and let me sleep. I went looking for him but he was gone, a text on my phone read, “Dad going to run errands, back in a while, Love you”. I decided this was the right time to text Sam. “I’m horny, come over” is all Sam’s reply said. I swished with mouth wash and threw on a t-shirt and some sweat pants and was out the door. I don’t know why but I was hornier than normal and Sam never disappoints me, he always scratches that itch lurking deep in my ass. We’ve been fuck buddies a long time, there are no pleasantries when I show up to his place, I let myself in, I get naked, we fuck. The biggest difference now, versus when we first hooked up, is that he’s not taking his hiv meds, and we are both trying to see me get infected. It was clear to me, I’m a bugchaser and Sam is meant to be my gifter and that’s the way I wanted it. Hooking up with Sam always feels great, I love the way he fucks his cum into me. He always makes a point to be nasty and verbal and let me know his intentions -- to infect me. Looking up at the ceiling, relaxing, all I can think about is the huge load of poz cum Sam literally just fucked into me; I can feel it. I can hear his labored breathing, smell his arm pits, my ass feels so used, so good. I look over at him, he’s in ecstasy too, and that poz cock harder than steel. I need him. I can’t control myself, I wrap my fingers around his dick and started stroking him slowly. Sam rolls onto his side to face me, smiling. He reaches between our bodies and wraps his hand around my slippery shaft. Sam’s staring at me; we lay like that for a bit as we simply jerked each other off. Feeling Sam's hot breath on my shoulder really turns me on. He starts making small thrusting motions, forcing his cock up and down through my fist. I’ve noticed that Sam always seemed to have control of when and where he cums – we both knew he wasn’t going to blow his load this way. Sam pulled us a bit closer and let go of my cock. I squeezed our dicks together, jacking both cocks with my left hand. Sam put his arm around my back and pulled me still closer, his poz cock grinding against my own (soon to be poz cock). We were so close to each other, eyes locked; right now, I can’t help but think, I feel as close to him as I do to Cod. Sam and I have this connection -- I want Cod and I to be this way. Instinctively, Sam places his hand on my shoulder and gently pushes down. I stopped stroking our cocks, not really surprised by Sam's touch, but I took the cue he was giving me. I slowly moved down his body until I reached his cockhead. My heart was beating fast in my chest; I think, this is going to be the cock that infects me with HIV. Maybe it already has? I lifted his heavy cock from his stomach; the broad, flared cockhead staring me in the face. I loved sucking cock, but had never sucked Sam. I took a breath, opened my mouth, and wrapped my lips around him. Sam's right leg flexed against my crotch. My tongue brushed along the head of his cock; Sam let out a low groan and squeezed my shoulder. We may have only fucked but Sam loved being sucked it seemed. Sam filled my warm, wet mouth with his cock. I pressed my tongue against the underside of that hot poz deathstick and sucked, hard; keeping a hand wrapped around the thick base of his dick. Sam, just like a top, is pushing his hips up, trying to drive his dick deeper into my hole. His cockhead pressing against the back of my throat hoping to orally rape me; unfortunately, I gagged a bit and he pulled back. Seeing me gag, Sam’s cock seemed to swell larger. Sam put his hand on the back of my head, running his fingers through my hair, encouraging me to not let up; I gagged again, but I was determined to get his poz cock in my throat. I came up for air and gasped a bit. Looking up at Sam, our eyes locked, we both knew this was the right place for me. A poz load of cum wasn’t likely to infect me orally but being with him like this, it just felt right. I started licking his cock again, dragging my tongue up and down the length of it. I buried my face between his legs, tasting his wrinkled nut sac, sucking each of his balls between my lips. I grabbed his cock and pressed it against my face. I looked up at him, cum hungry, the desire, the power, the control he has over me; I wanted Sam.. no, I needed Sam. I rubbed more of my face against Sam’s cock, getting his poz precum on my cheeks and lips, I wanted to be sure he knew his cock owned me. Cock worship always gets me hard, and for his part, Sam moved his leg against my cock to make me feel good. I used a hand to press my wet meat against his calf, I moaned. I took his head back into my mouth, repeatedly swabbing it with my wet, rough tongue. I started stroking Sam's thick pole while sucking the glans -- I wanted cum and I wanted it now. I can feel Sam’s orgasm building; every time I stroke his cock, I knew that poz load is working its way out of his balls and up his shaft; his nuts pulling up close to his body. I thought, Sam and I have always fucked, this is our first sexual experience where his cum is going to go somewhere besides the insides of my ass. "Oh FUCK! OH FUCK! Mark!" he grunted. "I'm close." That kind of encouragement only made me hornier, I sucked harder. "I'm going to cum ……Mark. You’re getting another poz load." I kept sucking him, his dick seemed to get bigger as the first ribbon of his poz cum spurted from his long, fat prick into my accepting mouth. I never really realized how much cum Sam was dumping into my ass until just now. How in the hell am I still neg?. Two more ropes of his cum squirted into my mouth as I swallowed; his eruption finished with a river of cum and I swallowed all of it without missing a drop. I can see Sam’s face contorted, we relaxed and laid like that for several moments as Sam caught his breath and came back down. “That was so hot.”, “You’re telling me”, I said. Sam kissed me, his tongue rooting around in my mouth for his cum, but he didn’t find any, I swallowed all of it. “You’re a pig”, he said, “Yell … well, what does that make you?”, we both laughed. “Do me a favor, can you keep from cumming for the rest of the week… is that possible?”, he asked. It was Sunday, I thought about it, was he kidding, “Uhmmm.. why?” (thinking Cod will be very annoyed), “It’s a surprise actually, and I want you wound up…. just trust me.”, he said, “Hmmmm… “, I thought about it, “Ehhh… ok.. I’ll try, but whatever it is, … it better be damn good, Cod will be pissed if I’m not fucking him”. “Fuck him if you want, just don’t cum in him”, he said. Cod: Dad was sleeping hard this morning so I decided to message Adam. After his reply, I tried to be very careful as I got out of bed with Dad and put on some clothes; as far as I know, I got out of the house without him noticing. Adam, was waiting for me naked, at his apartment. A quick look at each other and I undressed as quickly as I had dressed, and we went to his bedroom. Adam greased his fat hardon, and I took some pillows and placed them under me. "I want you to breed me face to face Adam! I want you to look into my eyes and my face and see how hot it makes me to have that cock of yours inside my butt!", I nearly stammered, thinking he’s poz, but Adam clearly liked my words. "Come on stud! Mount my hot little ass and fill me up with poz cock!" Adam looked down at me, it seemed clear, he felt nothing but lust for me. He knew I wanted him inside of me and he wanted to be inside of him as well. He climbed between my legs and positioned himself so that his dick was parallel with my winking hole. Tentatively, he pushed forward so that the head of his greased poz cock can enter my tight canal. "Aaaaah," I moaned as he felt the coolness of his stiff rod pushing inside of me. This feels so good and fulfills my darker fantasies… I wanted this feeling to go on forever! “Do it Adam!”, I moaned. Seeing the pleasure he was bringing me encouraged Adam to slide even more of his cock inside my hot hole. "Damn", Adam thought. 'I can cum right now it feels so fucking incredible! I feel so connected to him like we were Siamese twins!", and indeed we were connected. Connected by nine inches of his hot poz fuck buddy cock. I reached around and grabbed Adam’s butt cheeks and pulled him forward so that the last half inch of his fat cock slid up and inside of me. That was it, i had all of him. I would have taken more. Any and all cock Adam could feed me will make me happy! Slowly, Adam began to thrust that poz dick in and out of my hole, I can feel his big balls bouncing against my butt cheeks on each downward thrust. I can feel the load of my life building up in my own balls and hoped Adam did, too. Adam stared down into my face and saw the look of ecstasy. He leaned forward and pressed his lips on mine, we were now connected another way. Adam pumped away mercilessly as I fought to take every inch of the thick cock he was giving me. My own cock was rubbing against Adam's belly and streams of my pre-cum oozing out of the slit. I knew that I might shoot my load just from having Adam massage my prostate and my dick rubbing against his warm, hot flesh. Then, I felt it. That feeling in your balls you get when you jack your cock real slow and work yourself up. My head felt like it was going to explode as we broke the kiss. "Shit, Adam. You got me there, man. I'm so fucking close to busting my nut. I want you to cum in me bro' I wanna feel your hot macho spunk filling my butt as I shoot. Can you do it, Adam? Are you ready to fill my tight butt with poz cum? Fill me full of hot mancream til it's cumming out of my ears?", I moaned. That really made him crazy, "Oh, Shit, I'm so fucking close. Gonna lose it babe…. Gonna do it any second! My cock feels like it's on fire, it hurts so good… I feel like I'm gonna cum from the bottom of my toes! Gonna fill that tight butt with my juices. Gonna do it right now. Shit man, oh shit! I'm there! Oh shit! FUCKING CUMMINNGGGGG MY GUTS OUT RIGHT NOW!” Adam again planted poz seed inside my tight orifice, I’d swear I can feel it splattering against my anal walls. I was so caught up in the moment that I didn't even feel my own cock explode, sending streams of jizz all over both our bellies and chests. When Adam’s cock finally stopped shooting, his body came to rest on top of mine; we were still connected, but out of breath. Sweat covered my body. Dad: I finally got home, Cod still wasn’t around, that seemed weird… then I heard his car pull up and he came inside. “Hey sexy!”, I grabbed and kissed him as he came in the door, “Hey Dad”. It wasn’t like Cod to not be home, “Sorry I was gone most of the day, running errands, went to the Mall and tried on clothes, its been a busy day”. “No problem… I had a jog with Sam, then stayed around the house the rest of the day, had lunch, watched tv, I knew you’d be back whenever you got done with your errands.”, I kissed Cod again. It was getting late we stripped and cuddled on the couch, we both seemed exhausted, and I knew there wouldn’t be any sex tonight which fit perfectly with Sam asking me not to cum for the next five days. I took Cod to bed, we cuddled close, and drifted off to sleep.

Excellent new chapter versbbguy. I like it how Cod and Dad are getting sluttier and sluttier independently of one another, and still neither of them know that the other is chasing poz. Cod jumping on BBRT was a hot move. And Dad connecting with not one, but two hotties from the clinic was superhot. I'm thinking Chris is gonna be a great contact for pulling in a bunch of HVL poz guys to get the job done. I envisage a whole bunch of raunchy possibilities: a). Dad is still neg, but Cod is poz. Cod hooks up with Sam and with the new guys in the story and the focus is on putting Dad in nasty poz gang-bang situations. Love the idea of Cod witnessing (and participating in) Dad's final descent. OR . Both Dad and Cod are still neg, and Sam sets up some gangbang situations for the two of them as a pair. The thought of them face to face on all fours making out and whispering dirty things to one another, while a train of poz guys fuck them is uber-hot. OR c). Maybe the ultimate gang-bang takes place after-hours at the clinic where Chris (who knows Sam) has set up a bunch of the clinic's best HVL clients to help out. OR d). Perhaps Chris and Sam advertise an HVL conversion gang-bang on BBRT for the neg father and son pair. The advertisement includes full photographs of the pair (including their cum-leaking holes), and attracts an amazing turnout. The advertisement attracts the attention of a BB porn company who gets in touch to film it, with before and after interviews (documentary reality TV style). Love the idea that when Dad and Cod finally poz up (which I hope is not for awhile), they become highly sought-after poz escorts and/or underground fetish porn stars and their adventures continue. The idea of Dad doing a nasty, explicit photoshoot advertising his hole (with Cod watching) is major turn-on. BTW, by now their holes must be getting very used, stretched and sloppy, (as good bb bottom slut holes do) Be great to document that. Whatever scenarios cum next, you're doing a great job versbbguy. I will be very sad if and when the tale ever ends. In the meantime, every new chapter is a filthy pleasure. THANKS for writing this story!

CHAPTER 6: Cod: I woke up cuddling next to my Dad naked and asleep but with a very hard cock. My ass was just a little sore from him fucking me yesterday but I was determined to take his cum on a regular basis like we used to do before college. Grabbing the bottle of lube I slicked up my hole a little – no reason to waste that erection he’s got going, I thought. I slowly guided his cock to my hole and with just a little effort it slipped right in; I was surprised at how much it didn’t hurt. I sat there a few seconds getting used to the head before slowing easing more of it into me, then I felt it, his hairy nuts touching my ass. I was in love. Dad moved a little but didn’t seem to wake up, one of his arms around my chest holding me close; then I felt it, he started to fuck me. Dad: Waking up I realized my boy was cuddled up really close and it felt so great, then I realized my cock was all the way in his ass --- did I do that in my sleep? I was groggy but I didn’t care, I had a major piss hard-on and I was inside my son’s tight ass, if he wants it he’s going to get it. I knew I couldn’t load my boy with cum with this piss boner. I laid like that for a few minutes trying to relax my bladder there on top of him, he grabbed my hand bringing it to his mouth, kissing it, I guess he knew I was awake. "Hey sexy boy," I said. "I’ve really got to piss. I don't wanna get up; think you can take it?" He pushed his ass back against me and pulled me closer, answering my question with one quick motion. I was relaxed now and felt like I could piss at any moment. I kissed his neck softly while we both waited for my stream to start. Cod: I love being this close to my Dad and I love our sex, the idea of him pissing inside me is almost too much but it turns me on because its him and he wants it; whatever he wants, I always want. He gives a soft grunt `uhh', and I felt the liquid travel up from the base of his cock, out the end, and deep inside my ass. His stream felt strong, and it felt like he was pissing as hard as he could. Having never done this, it seemed like an odd sensation; warm, and incredibly hot. I felt my cock harden more than it already was. There was a distinct sense of him filling me, knowing he was emptying his bladder into me, he groaned, I really think he was getting off on using me as his toilet. He sighed and then relaxed again, and I could feel the relief he felt at releasing himself in me. "Oh yeah," he said. "I'm draining my piss into you baby boy. You gonna take it all for me? You want your old man’s piss?" If he wanted to give it to me, I wanted it. All I could do is moan a “yes”, he groaned again. I felt his stream slowing, then just a dribble. Finally, he was finished and he just held it inside of me, but then he slowly pulled out, I felt really full even with his cock gone. He collapsed on his back on the bed, arms behind his head, airing out his sweaty pits. I got up carefully and went to the bathroom to unload his piss and hurried back, if he think he’s getting out of that bed without breeding me well he should think again, I thought. I climb on top of him between his legs, his wet cock throbbing ready like a spear for my used hole. I leaned back and felt the head against my hole, we stared into each other eyes and then he nudged in just a little. "I am so fucking turned on right now baby boy I could ram this right up into you but you need to take control, I don't want to go too fast," he said, his voice almost an octave lower than usual. I was used to having Todd’s bare cock in my ass there was no way he could go too fast for me. I needed him badly, I pushed back and let his cock slide almost all the way in with one motion. He had opened me up so well there was no discomfort and the angle brushed him right past my prostate; knowing it was my Dad’s cock made it that much hotter. "OH FUCK!" he yelled out, grabbing my hips and holding me in place. "Stop moving...shit...if you move so much as an inch I'm gonna breed you again Cod! So fucking hot...fuck I love you!" "I want it Dad, I need the cock and cum that made me!" He moaned ... I couldn't tell if it was from the sensation of his dick in my ass, or me trying to milk his cock. All I can really tell was that he was breathing heavy like we hadn’t fucked the night before ... I guess he just needed a moment to come back from the edge. "Oh baby boy ... you just don't know, you have no earthly idea...so fucking tight...so fucking hot inside, you need Daddy’s cum" he whispered. I felt him start to move, just a little bit at first, then a little more. He was slowly fucking himself into me deeper and deeper. Suddenly I could feel a slight tickle at my butt and I knew his hairy pubes were brushing against me. That sensation was quickly followed by the feeling of his balls nudging against mine. He was all the way in. He stopped and I leaned over to kiss him. "The things you do to me boy. I have never been this horny.", “Me too Dad, I want your cum so bad – breed my ass!” He started to pull out and got just far enough to rub the fat head of his cock against my prostate before sliding in again. I shuddered and moaned, and he moaned with me. "Yeah, my son is taking care of me and I’m going to take care of him – give him what he wants and needs," he whispered into my ear. I took that moment to push back and then squeeze down on his cock as he released. "Oh, is that how you want it boy? Well, fuck, we can accommodate that with no problem," he said, pulling almost all the way out then shoving himself back in so hard I started to lose my balance on my knees. He grabbed me around the waist and held me close. "Uh, uh, nope, you’re not going anywhere with that hot hole of yours boy, Daddy is lovin’ the way it's wrapped around my shaft and I ain't givin it up ‘til it gets what it needs!" He started to fuck me in earnest, pulling almost the whole way out then thrusting back in. His hairy balls were hitting my balls like we were playing doubles billiards or something. I was getting really close and I had to warn him. "I'm close Dad… I’m gonna cum!" "Right behind ya boy," he moaned, then he started to stroke me in time with his thrusts, and I hit the wall. "Dad...I can't...too much...I'm gonna cum!" I felt the cum shooting out of me as he continued to stroke me, then he froze and yelled `FUCK!' and I could feel his cock pulsing inside my rectum. I knew he was unloading and I wish I could feel the cum like he could feel mine. He had stopped stroking me and just wrapped himself around me, slowly pulling me down and to our sides onto the bed. We lay there, trying to catch our breath, his one arm still wrapped around me and the other rubbing my cum from his hand onto my belly. After a few minutes he sighed. "Cod, that was so fucking hot, I love breeding your ass… I’m sorry its been a while, but I’m definitely going to give you what you want." I'm sure my grin would have split my face wide open if that was physically possible. It's like he was reading my mind! "Aw Dad, you know I love you, so much, and the fact that you and I can express it like this means everything to me!" Dad: Fucking Cod was so much hotter now than I can ever remember, and knowing I might be fucking him full of poz cum makes my cock hard. We need to find out though, we needed to know if either one of us, or both, were hiv-positive or negative. I decided to make an appointment for the coming Tuesday. Part of me is kinda scared or knowing and part of me hopes one or both of us get a positive test result; Sam has been fucking a lot of unmedicated poz cum into me lately and I know it will happen. I knew I needed to find a way to talk to Cod about hiv and getting tested would give me the way to bring it up and find out his thoughts on it. I thought about it a few more minutes that Sunday evening, maybe I’d make the appointment only for myself and make Cod’s appointment separately.