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Drew's ass. I'm inside him every day.

That's hot. Once I cruised a park at night, older black guy kept staring at me waking around. I wasn't giving him much attention, he wasn't an interesting looking guy. After awhile I'm approaching him again and he's staring me down, then i see he's jerking off but can't see his dick. He asked me if I'm looking for some dick and I figured why not. I start sucking him and he's hung respectably, hairy shaft and big hairy balls. He starts pulling at my sweats to get to my ass, I start pushing them down, and he's on my ass immediately. I'm barely bent over sweats at my knees, he spit on my hole and pushes in and starts fucking like I'm going to run away. It hurt at first then quickly felt great, he's fucking like he hasn't fucked in a year holding my waist so I can't get away--I guess he didn't think I wanted him. He pushes me onto my hands and knees on damp grass fucking away. Now people are passing us and I can feel them staring like why is this troll in my ass. I can tell he's getting close and he grunts louder as he's coming, a long pulsing in my ass for awhile. I put my hand on his hip to keep him in me longer and squeeze his dick with my ass wanting more. He finally pulls out thanks me and walks away as he's pulling his pants up. I start getting up and I see some guys looking and following me, so I stop again push my sweatpants down and another average-homely guy starts moving to get in my ass. "I can't believe you let him fuck you" he says as he's fucking me, I just said he felt good breeding me. I took 3 guys all not my type , last one said nothing just fucked and bred. I felt so used walking to my car.

Some of you have read my story "Rugby Boy Hole," (warning this is in the back room and mentions chems: which is totally made up BUT inspired by a guy I've fucked a few times. I hadn't seen him in several years, but he hit me up on A4A tonight and I was free and horny, so I went to his house. He'd told me another guy (another older Daddy, the guy really has a TYPE) would be there. The other daddy had a hugely fat cock. It was a really amazing dick, about 8" long and thick as a beer can (for real). I wish I'd had a chance to suck it, but the boy was on fire and he's a greedy hole. They were really into each other, which became apparent to me quickly. So after he sucked both of our cocks, I was able to make out with him while he sucked the other guy's cock, which he hadn't let me do before. Then I fucked him, switched off with the other guy and then back in the saddle and bred him. He has a really beefy body and a big amazing ass that I would love to fist. I wanted to stay and watch the other guy fuck him, but they were in no rush to do anything so I dressed and left. It was HOT.)

On my knees between his legs with him propped up against the headboard so we can see each other.

The weekend was approaching and I was cruising for some action on Craigslist. I noticed an ad stating there was going to be a barebacking fuck party and they needed more bottoms. So, being a committed BB bottom, I responded. The guy (Sam) explained he and his buddy (Nick) were renting two adjoining rooms for the weekend at a hotel and there would be no more than four bottoms - they were both bottoms and needed two more bottoms for the party. They were renting two adjoining rooms each with two queen beds. After exchanging notes, I understood that I needed to be: 1. Cleaned out at all times, including before I arrived for the party. Additional enemas would be administered as needed. 2. I could not refuse any cock and its load. 3. Poz loads were a definitely a possibility, and, were highly likely. 4. The party started Friday evening and continued until Sunday afternoon. 5. My holes were to be available for loads the entire time. 6. All fucking was going to be bareback - absolutely no condoms were allowed! Being neg, I worried about the poz loads, but the lure of that much cock invading my ass over a weekend was too much to resist. I signed on. I arrived cleaned out, but had mentioned my predilection for wine enemas. Having brought my own supply of wine, and it still being early on Friday afternoon, Nick and Sam, the organizers of the party, gave me a nice wine enema upon my arrival - 50-50, white wine (it doesn't stain if leaked) and water. I let it soak in for an hour and just after expelling it, our first two tops arrived, Being a bit tipsy, I was ready to suck and fuck. We had drawn numbers as to who would be invaded by the first cock. I had been lucky enough to be number two, and so it was in no time I had sucked the second cock nice and hard before rolling over to feel its owner stick it deeply into my tight (well, within reason), asshole. I was in heaven, taking my first cock, and its load, of the weekend. One I knew would be the first of many cocks and loads, far outpacing anything I'd done up until this moment. As I was getting my hole pounded by more cocks, er..., more tops showed up. I reveled in knowing that some, if not all, would be using my hole for their pleasure, and that I'd be taking my pleasure from them. At that moment, only slightly high, the knowledge that some loads would be poz, crossed my mind... I also knew that I had agreed to taking any and all loads and that, most likely, I would not know the "status" of any cock and its load inside me. Though still somewhat sober, I knew I was committed for whatever was going to happen to me. After responding to the ad, and finding out the "rules," I'd done some soul searching and finally decided that, if I hadn't already done so, sooner or later I'd take an, unknown to me, and even perhaps to its giver, a toxic load that would poz me. Getting pozzed, or, somehow, "dodging the bullet," was going to be a matter of fate. Perhaps, like some, Maybe, by an odd stroke of luck, I was resistant to the virus. Perhaps not, but travelling the path I was, of barebacking every cock I took, unless its owner wanted a condom, could (would?) result in me getting converted sooner or later. I had decided to stop worrying about getting knocked up and just accept it when it happened. Soon enough, my first load was in, and it was followed in no time at all by three more. Then there was a lull in the action, so, Sam suggested another wine enema, and of course, loving enemas, and wine enemas even more, I agreed. About the time it had soaked in nicely, six more tops showed up. I quickly lost the enema so my hole could be at their service. I began to lose count of who had their cock inside me and how many loads I'd taken so far. Part of the problem is that, since two of us were sharing a bed, sometimes the top went back and forth between our assholes. But also, the tops were circulating between beds and assholes, so who knew what cock was inside them, and for that matter, who cared? After who knows how many cocks and loads, someone decided I needed yet another wine enema. Who was I to protest? After letting it soak in, and expelling it, I noticed a clock read 11:00 PM and things were getting lively, As soon as one cock unloaded into me, it was replaced by yet another one, I was now beyond knowing, or caring, whether or not it had left its load in me. Viral status? What did the word "toxic: mean at the moment? Neither my asshole nor my inebriated brain cared. Yeah, there were guys, who as I recall now, who had scorpion and what (I now know to be bio-hazard) tattoos in the room, but which cocks had slid into my ass - well, by now, I no longer recalled, nor cared. Now I know what those tats meant, but at that point, I didn't. Not that it would have mattered. Poz loads were now not just accepted, they were readily accepted. Poz loads are part of barebacking, and I was an eager and committed barebacker. Poz loads are simply part of the deal, and sooner or later, one will convert you or not. I do recall one guy mentioning, as he shoved his cock balls deep into me, "I hope you enjoy my hot load." I asked him what ne meant by that, and he said he was pumping me full of his poz load. He sure wasn't the only one to tell me that, but which guy and which cock he was connected to began to blur. At that point, I knew I'd signed onto taking poz loads and at this point, so much poz seed was inside me, more wouldn't really matter. The guys (whomever) gave me another wine enema, and after that, sometimes I woke up vaguely knowing my hole was getting fucked really hard and good. I have no idea how many cocks and loads I took. At one point though, I was woken out of my drunken stupor by anal pain! My hole didn't just ache. The pain was intense! Stabbing! I finally realized that that something huge was inside me and that it was furiously pistoning in and out of me! "Take my poz load you bitch!" Well, I was just conscious enough to know that this guy was pounding the hell out of my hole and he was going to pump a deadly load really deep inside me, and... I was ready for it! I just relaxed, laid there, and reveled in the sheer pain he was giving my hole! I was calm, even though the pain of him ripping me open was intense. The wine numbed me and made it okay. I willing took his toxic load, and if he pozzed, me, then it was fate. In fact, as I laid there and faded back into sleep, I craved his huge cock and the toxicity of his load. Then I fell asleep again. I don't know how many other cocks unloaded into me after I fell asleep. I don't care. I just appreciate that their owners deemed fit to use my abused, open, receptive hole for their pleasure, even while I was drunkenly asleep. Maybe it was as much of a turn on for them as it was for me, to know they used my hole while I was "out." Whatever happened to me while I was that drunk, I deserved. In the morning, I awoke, my hole ached, but, as agreed, I stayed for Saturday's fun. Every stroke hurt my hole, which I accepted as my just dues as an anal bottom. with a hole for someone else's use and pleasure, (including mine, even if it hurt). Yes, sure enough, the fuck flu hit me - pretty hard - as one would expect. I am no longer the neg fresh meat at these parties (I am now part of the trio that organizes them, and I know I was somewhat set up, but I don't care, I had it coming and knew the risks going in), but my (not so longer tight) hole is still appreciated by all of the tops. Plus, even though I am a committed bottom, I have enjoyed sharing the gift, both as a bottom, as well as the occasional top.

Nice starT. We all know that orange these days for btms means pnp (NB: it's the same tint of orange as a syringe cap).

Excellent. I could imagine myself in their midst! 😈🐷😈

Met a young 22 yr military soldier from the military base near my town. Picked him up from his barracks and drove to Toronto to a sex party. A joint and poppers with weed laced lube and I was ready to rock. Got to the corner of a semi darkroom and bent over to suck him. Felt a finger probing my ass, first one then second. Satisfied that I was sufficiently relaxed and lubed a hard cock 8in got up my ass. Got my first load within minutes. Got another one before taking a break. Round 2 I was bent on a soft bench and I got 3 more loads. Round 3 my buddy exclusively used me and gave me his load. I was delirious ad flying high due to weed and poppers and all those internal orgasms that I got. Lost count of how many anal orgasms I had last night. I still haven't orgasmsed with cum since last night but feel like my ass is gaping for more cocks tonight.

That happened to me one morning walking into work. I had been fucked the night before and the guy shot a big load deep inside me. I went to bed with his semen still in me, woke up, showered and headed to work. While walking from the parking lot I thought i needed to "pass wind" and it turned out to be a bit more than that. A huge blob soaked my boxers. I headed straight to the men's room, undressed in a stall taking my trousers and boxers off. The boxers were soaked and that wonderful distinctive scent of marinated cum and ass permeated the room. I was so turned on and sucked as much as i could from the fabric. Luckily my trousers were still dry so i dressed commando and rolled the boxers up and stuffed them in my desk drawer. All day long the faint smell of my boxers was present.

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Freddie Mercury. And the poster is still hanging in my bedroom's wall. It is almost 30 years old, well framed and survived to two house changes. When my ex lived here I had to bring it downstairs in my studio because he hated Freddie... How the fuck have I been able to accept a guy hating Freddie, in my house and bed for five years! Low self-esteem does this and even worse. No matter, my current partner has helped me to frame it better, instead.

Time for a reminder that "should" is one of the most useless, over-used words in the English language. Nobody else gets to tell others what they "should" or "shouldn't" do. Now, if a particular top doesn't want his bottoms to have access to their cocks, then it's incumbent on him to (a) get their permission to (b) lock the cock up for (c) whatever period of time they agree upon. Or, if the top prefers and the bottom is game, he can simply order him not to touch himself, and see how well he adheres to that. If it's the bottom who thinks he shouldn't be touching his cock, despite temptation to do so, it's on him to express that to his top(s), to see if that's something the top is good with. Or he can lock himself up and handle the keys as he chooses - he can give the keys to a trusted friend who won't give them back absent an emergency, he can lock them in a lockbox to which he doesn't know the combination (but a trusted person does), or whatever. But "should X be allowed to" questions are just dumb, because they depend solely on what the people involved want. And it doesn't make one fucking bit of difference what other people "vote" or express an opinion on. It's no more meaningful than asking "Should people eat Rocky Road ice cream?"

While away for a wrestle comp/ training camp our Coach & team Captain invite me to coach's room as rest of team sleep, we all have a couple of beers. I notice a slightly odd taste but shrug it off happy to be invited to chill out with Couch & stud Captain. We are talking about training & fitness regimes & Coach suggests that he wants to introduce the team to a new vitamin shot & ask if we two boys will have a practice shot now with him so we can explain it to our team mates & reassure them if they are hesitant. I say to the Captain that we owe it to coach after all he's done for us, taking us to championship, we only want whole wrestle team to do well. He agrees, & Coach pulls out prepared points explaining to both of us the process we'll feel a warm rush, cough hard a couple of times , then melt a bit into bed, then will feel really amazing & prob a bit horny. We boys giggle slightly at horny, & I notice my cock & Captains twitches & fills out a bit in his wrestle kit. Coach swap glances with me & suggest I go first. "Sure coach- no probs." I say slightly apprehensive but confident coach is looking after us. Coach puts an elastic fastener around my bulging boy bicep & tightens it, asks me to extend my arm & clench my fist, finds a a vein easily, I clench my teeth as the needle pricks my arm. Coach explains he draws a little blood out to make sure he has hit vein then he pushes down on the plunger, efficiently removes needle tip & puts a swab over spot on my arm. Asks me if I'm ready & he releases elastic fastener & says for me to hold my arm over my head. WOW I feel this massive warm wave immediately rush up my body, 5 or 6 hard coughs, then BAM... the most amazing all body ecstatic feeling, I feel small awesome feeling tingles, then collapse back on the bed, then I'm so incredibly Horny, my cock is hard a leaking precum through my wrestle kit & I have touch it, stroke my cock. Even more surprising is that I want Coach. I want my wrestle Captain. I want to kiss them, feel their stud hard muscled bodies, feel their hard 9" cocks, taste them. While I'm enjoying this amazing feeling & stoking my cock having found a bottle of lube on the bed which I didn't notice earlier I watch Coach perform same procedure on my mate the stud Team Captain while he smiles @ me. The fastener is released from his arm he coughs 5 times hard & he collapses next to me with his arm over his head. I wrap my arm around him, feeling his chest as he puts a leg over mine. He starts to explore me as we touch & feel each other. Both our cocks are hard & massive amount of precum leaks through our wrestle kits. Coach turns on his laptop & & a porn of bi nude oiled wrestling starts. On his iPad he has a porn of six hot young footballers with their Coach & a stud Dad. Coach explains that the oil wrestle porn was filmed at the last wrestle team Dad & Son bonding camp we had for a week. Being new I don't know the guys in vid, but says "I'm so horny & feel awesome coach. I've always wondered & wanted to join u & capt & guys from team when u hold your small feedback sessions in your office. I wondered if guys from team would worship & suck your stud cock I always sneak glances of when u join team in showers after game". Coach remarks that we are enjoying the results of being slammed. In unison we reply "Yes Sir!" Coach says he gave us 1.5 Tina slam & we'll feel incredibly Horny for next couple hours & shouldn't hold back exploring every fantasy we've had & each other. Then Coach gives himself a 2.0 slam. He coughs 3 times & has the most wicked Lear on his face as he joins his two boys on bed, we are feeling & teasing each other as u start to suck our hard cocks through our kits & lick our thick sticky boy precum loads. I moan & says this is amazing, finally getting to do what he's always wanted: be introduced to hot man on boy sex by his awesome furry stud coach & team captain. He trusts us, he's so horned up & feeling so amazing, & wants us to teach him everything guys do for each other. I leanforward as slowly press my lips against his introducing my tongue to his mouth. Coach says he thought i'd enjoy getting trained in filthy faggot sex. When i ask why the answer comes on the screen. Im amazed to see my muscle stud Dad & Uncle who were on Coach's college team, Coach, Captain, & his two stud bros are naked on wrestle mat. Coach & dad & uncle are pouring oil all over boys, tonguing our mouths while u explore our fit ripped bodies, hardhung cocks, sliding fingers up our hard bubble butts & teasing & oiling our tight boy holes. Then Coach & Dad's blast boys & Captain & themselves & we all explore & fuck raw for hours. Coach says I can join Dad & uncle & team mates with at next camp if i learn everything that Coach & Captain want to teach me. He also has to help win over, seduce & teach the new twin blonde ripped tanned surfer boys that just joined team. U suggest that captain & I suggest that we all join coach in his room to have a few sneaky beers & chill in the hot tub on the deck in coach's room. He says absolutely coach, I've seen their cocks in locker room. Both boys are hung: 9.5cut & thick. Coach orders captain & I to lift our knees up to our chests & we lock our legs so Coach can taste our boy cunts, his for first time, tonguing our holes deep. As we both moan, kiss, stroke each other's hard cocks as u enjoy our hard cocks, I say that confirms it.

Just created a new album where each image will come with either a very short piece of writing, or a short story, either will appear in the comments section shortly after uploading the image.

I was sick again, and decided to get tested. I'm neg. Kinda surprised! It's a good thing, but I'm still having fun and seeking hard cocks to send me down the bareback slut path. I topped 1 ass since finding out: a 'neg' slut.. so again technically into the 'unknown status' territory, though likely neg. I was recently contacted by a guy who doesn't live here, but I suspect travels here on occasion, and his status is 'do not care'. His build is to my liking, he has a great cock, and he's verse. He was very direct and says he wants to slide his poz cock into me. My hole twitches and my cock stiffens, thinking about the social situation and one thing leading to another. Once a move is made I wouldn't stop the fun and his poz cock would, indeed, be deep inside me leaving the first of what I would hope to be many loads. Woof!

Chapter 11: Down the Rabbit Hole Dylan was getting used to going to sleep in an empty bed and waking up in an empty bed. He knew what that meant, of course. Not long after the stag in Palm Springs, Ricky had gotten into a relationship with a guy named Pete, who was a porn model working for several different studios. Pete was a few years older than any of the boys in Twink Heaven, with a stocky but well muscled build and an eight inch tool. As an experienced porn performer, he certainly knew more things to do with fingers, tongue, and cock than many guys. Ricky had brought him home a couple of times, and even had him over for a Tuesday night dinner. Pete had been affable and congenial, and the other twinks all seemed to enjoy his company. But Dylan felt uneasy. There was a vibe about Pete that made him nervous, a sense that his pleasant, laid-back, nice-guy exterior was just a little too perfect to be real. When Ricky started spending more and more nights and weekends with Pete, Dylan got more uneasy. Part of his uneasiness came from the graphic descriptions he heard from Ricky of all the things that Pete and Ricky got up to together, and especially the number of other people involved in their activities. There was more than a bit of the mother hen about Dylan, especially when it came to the well-being of his best friend. The odd thing was that Ricky, even at his most devil-may-care moments, had very similar feelings about Dylan. At any rate, Dylan had continued watching and listening carefully. And worrying. And now, Ricky was out going crazy with Pete again. It wasn’t as if Dylan minded some crazy every now and again himself, but he usually kept it to the playroom in their condo where there were other people nearby if things began to get out of hand. Ricky, though, wasn’t being cautious at all. He’d flung common sense to the four winds of heaven since his wild weekend in Palm Springs, not just going nuts in frequent three-ways and four-ways with his new boyfriend, but also getting random fucks from anyone and everyone at all hours. More and more people were experiencing his ass first-hand, and then talking about him and spreading – and hearing -- all the slutty details every day. Dylan grew ever more concerned, and occasionally went beyond that point into “fearful,” at Ricky’s antics. He was certainly no prude, but he worried that Ricky was going to cross paths with the wrong guys and wind up in the hospital – or worse. One Saturday night, Pete took Ricky to a party at a friend’s place up in the hills. The friend was a heavy-set older man named Stewart. Ricky normally liked daddies but something about this one rubbed him the wrong way. However, after the greetings when Stewart handed him a drink, he hardly noticed any more as Stewart’s home was full of hot, muscular guys, all of them dressed in next to nothing or less, and all of them sporting sizable erections. Ricky hardly knew where to look first with so much prime beef all around him. As it turned out, it didn’t matter. The party was an orgy as soon as Pete and Ricky got undressed, and the two of them were the centre of attention as they got down to business right on the floor of the large open room. Before long, Pete was hammering deep into Ricky’s ass while the dozen or so muscle tops stood around, stroking their cocks to keep them hard. As soon as Pete exploded inside Ricky and pulled out, another cock replaced him – and another, and another, and another. The loads mounted up inside Ricky’s hole as his remaining inhibitions flew out the window. Ricky lost count of how many cocks he’d taken, how many loads had been pumped into him. He was flying high on sex – and on the unexplained contents of his drink. Some kind soul had left a black felt marker on a nearby table, which was also where Ricky’s favourite seatless briefs had landed when Pete pulled them off. The black marks on the waistband mounted up as more and more men came to join the party. By this time, Ricky was so far gone in his drug-induced haze that he didn’t even notice the man roaming around and around with the camcorder. Finally, after several hours, Pete called a halt. He picked the semi-conscious Ricky up, half-carried him down the hall to a bedroom with bath, helped him get the remaining sperm out of his ass, cleaned him off, and then put him to bed. Ricky emerged from his drugged sleep about twelve hours later, slowly returning to consciousness to find himself alone, in an unfamiliar bed, in an unfamiliar room. The pain in his ass was grinding at his nerves. He’d never been this sore before, not even when he’d been ripped. He was clutching hard at something in his hand, an instinctive reaction to the pain. Looking down, he slowly unclenched his fingers and realized that he was holding his own seatless briefs, but they’d been improved and redecorated with a neat row of black marks along the waistband. He counted them slowly, shook his head, and counted them again. Thirty-four. As the mists of sleep receded, his brain put two and two together, still with some difficulty, as he realized that the row of black marks explained the intense pain in his hole. He picked up his phone and started texting Dylan, then stopped, wondering what he ought to say. Just then there came a quiet knock and the door began to open. Ricky put his phone down, sliding it under the covers but still holding onto it, just as Stewart walked in. “How are you doing, kid? You kinda had me worried when you slept so long.” Ricky bristled at the dismissive “kid,” but he held that in. “Where am I?” “Still at my house.” “Where’s Pete?” “Long gone. He left for home after breakfast.” “After breakf… what time is it anyway?” “Getting on for three o’clock in the afternoon. Listen, kid, you and me are gonna have a talk.” “About what? About the fact that you served me a drink which had been drugged?” “It was drugged? Wow! So that’s why you passed out for so long. Haha! But no. What we need to talk about is the video. Because that was the point of getting you here. Just a rough cut, but you’ll get the idea. It’ll look better once my editors are completely done with it. These are just a few screenshots.” Stewart showed Ricky the screen of his phone. The images were merciless, clear and unmistakable. Ricky, on his back, legs in the air, and a different top’s big dick buried inside him in each picture, then several pictures of his hole, red, puffy, and oozing streams of cum. Then came a brief video clip, with Ricky moaning, eyes rolling, as another huge, hard cock was rammed into him, displacing another wave of sperm from inside his ass cunt. That was followed by a clip of Pete, slurping all the cum out of his ass while showing it all to the camera, and then by a clip of Ricky, eyes closed and utterly unresponsive, getting DP from two of the biggest tops present. “You were the real hit of the party, kid. You and your wide-open, slutty ass. Just like this video is going to be the hit of the year for my company.” “Without my consent? That’s illegal. And anyway, I’m under age.” “Nice try. Your social media is full of pictures of your 21st birthday party last year. And consent? Of course you consented. Kid, you’ve been building yourself a reputation for the last year and longer of being the ultimate butt slut of WeHo, and everyone in town knows it. Who’s gonna believe that you would ever say no to an opportunity like this? You won’t have a leg to stand on. “Now, here’s what you’re gonna do. First of all, Pete is out of the picture. You’re gonna live here with me and be my boy toy from now on. Next, you’re gonna appear in a whole string of my movies, getting fucked by every top I can find who will take a go at your slutty hole. And you’re gonna make good and damn sure you act like you’re enjoying every minute of it. “In between films, I’m gonna make a pile by pimping out your sorry cunt whenever I feel like it, and you’ll take all of that too – and like it, if you know what’s good for you.” Ricky tried – and failed – to keep in the boiling wave of anger. “Fuck that. I’m not doing any of it, if I have to walk out of here and straight to the police station in my underwear.” “I think you will. Who’s gonna believe you if you try to come over all innocent and pure? Face it, kid, you wanted to act like the king slut of all time, you won the title, and now you might as well enjoy it as much as you can. You don’t have a choice any more. Like I said before, you don’t have a leg to stand on.” Stewart left the room, closing the door. Ricky clenched his fists in rage. For the first time ever, he was truly seeing himself through someone else’s eyes, and it wasn’t a comfortable sensation. Like Rinaldo, staring into the magical diamond shield, Ricky was appalled at the truth about himself which had been revealed to him in Stewart’s words – especially the truth of not having a leg to stand on. What Stewart had said was 110% on the money – nobody, but nobody, would believe he hadn’t consented to the orgy. He twisted in bed, filled with impotent fury, then stopped, feeling something else biting into his hand under the covers. Something hard, square… his phone. Just then, it emitted a beeping sound, the sound of a low battery. He pulled it out, looked at the screen, and gave a low whistle. Maybe he did have a leg to stand on after all. He scrambled to the chair where his clothes were lying and dug the charger cord out of his pocket. He connected the phone to an outlet, briefly checked the newest file, and then started texting a message – but not to Dylan. Thirty minutes later, Ricky opened the door, walked down the hall, and found Stewart sitting in the kitchen, talking loudly on his phone. When he put the phone down, he turned to Ricky and looked him up and down. “Hey, you don’t have to get all dressed up for me, kid, now that I’m your daddy. You look great in that strap you had on last night.” “I’m leaving. And if you’re smart, you won’t try to stop me.” Stewart laughed uproariously. “Holy shit, my new boy toy thinks he’s a fucking stand-up comedian!” Then he snarled. “Idiot! You ain’t goin nowhere unless I say so.” “No, I think I am – and when I explain, I think you’ll agree. But I’ll save that until my ride gets here – that’ll be in about 5 minutes, maybe a bit less.” “Where?” “Right here to your house at 15291 Grandwynne Drive, Stewart.” For the first time, Stewart looked a bit uncertain. “And don’t get any smart ideas. You’re right in line for some nice little criminal charges that will send you up the river for quite a few years, starting with drugging, kidnapping, and extortion. The person who’s coming to get me knows exactly who you are, where you live, and what you’re like, and has heard the voice recording from my phone of your interesting little plans for my future – and saved a copy of it. I already forwarded it to him.” Stewart looked startled for a moment, then recovered and roared with laughter. “You’re bluffing, kid, there’s no fucking way you’re that smart.” The doorbell rang. “Shit….” Looking a bit scared now, Stewart headed to the front door with Ricky right behind him. He opened it. “Well, Stewart, still up to your old dirty tricks, are you? You’d have done the same thing to me fifteen years ago if I hadn’t turned down your offer of a drink.” “Fuck!” He turned to Ricky. “Is this your friend?” “Yes, Ricky and I are friends. Are you okay, Ricky?” “For now, Daniel. As I told you on the phone, I’ve had better days.” Ricky turned to Stewart. “Do you still think I’m bluffing?” He hit the play button on the phone and the three of them listened to the recording. “In between films, I’m gonna make a pile by pimping out your sorry cunt whenever I feel like it….” Stewart paled. Daniel spoke, quietly, intensely. “Let me explain this to you very clearly, Stewart. You have a reputation around WeHo too, and it’s not very savory. This voice recording would certainly give the police and the D.A.’s office more than enough information right here and now to get you a nice extended holiday as a guest of the state. “How do you avoid that? Number one, you destroy that video, all copies of it, including all stills, screen shots, audio tracks, the works. If it ever surfaces, anywhere, in any form, you’re going to be hearing about it in court during your trial. “Next, you forget that all of this ever happened – forget it totally. Any bragging, any stories going around about this staged gang rape, and we go straight to the police with this audio recording. While we’re at it, you’d better get hold of all the guys who took part in this rape, including Pete, and make sure all of them shut their traps too. “And finally, if you have any kind of real smarts at all, this would be a very good time for you to exit the porn business for good, and to exit Los Angeles for good too while you’re at it. “You know me, Stewart, and you know that I know everyone in and around this industry even though I’m not working in porn any more. That means that I have eyes and ears everywhere – and if this story gets out, I will hear about it, and you will be in deep in the shit, right up to your sorry, flabby neck. Let’s go, Ricky.” They had a silent ride back to Twink Heaven. There was no point in airing the dirty linen within earshot of the plainly gay and frankly curious Uber driver. After they arrived, though, and were standing on the sidewalk outside the building, Ricky asked Daniel for one more favour. “I don’t think this one will be dangerous at all, I just want a backup for moral support.” “Of course.” They walked two blocks down the street, and into another building. Ricky buzzed Pete’s number and the lobby door unlocked. When they got upstairs, Pete was waiting in the hall. Ricky stepped out of the elevator. “Ricky! Are you okay? Sorry I had to….” His voice trailed off as Daniel stepped out of the elevator right behind Ricky. Pete was no fool. He knew that face perfectly well, and he sure as hell wasn’t going to pick an argument with the Hawaiian Nine’s sizable muscles. Ricky walked right up to Pete as he cringed in the open doorway of his apartment. He stared Pete coldly in the face until Pete cracked and began to talk. “Ricky, I’m sorry, I never knew it was going to get filmed….” “Don’t lie to me. You knew. The whole thing. Planned gang rape, drugging, filming without consent, sucking all that cum out of my ass after I was unconscious. You knew. You pathetic, lying, scumbag lump of shit.” Ricky turned and walked away. Daniel added his two cents worth. “He’s right, you know. Better be careful what you say. That’s serious felony stuff we’re talking about, and you’re into this mess a long way already.” He followed Ricky out of the building and walked him home. Ricky turned to thank him, and to invite him up for a drink. Daniel declined, but urged Ricky to contact him when he was feeling better, and they’d get together for dinner somewhere with Steve, Jim, and Laszlo. Ricky hugged him and thanked him again. He walked into the condo, and found Dylan sitting in the living room, nursing a sangria. “Ricky! Where the hell did you and Pete get to this time? Weekend away somewhere?” Ricky smiled ruefully. “If I told you, you’d never believe it.” Dylan laughed. “Try me. Want a drink?” He gestured to the pitcher by his elbow. Ricky chuckled, his normal good humour returning. “Thanks, but no. This time I’m going to make my own.” Over the next hour, Ricky told Dylan what had happened. Dylan was appalled to hear that Ricky had indeed gotten himself into a mess by mixing with the wrong people. He was relieved to learn that Ricky had accidentally wiggled out of it by pressing the voice record button on his phone without meaning to, and that he’d broken off with Pete, but of course there was no guarantee that Stewart wouldn’t try to release the video anyway – and the dangerous implications of the near miss still scared Dylan. After Ricky went to bed, Dylan took a moment to text a friend, setting a time to talk the next day, before going to bed himself. About five days later, when his ass was feeling back to normal, Ricky texted Daniel. In an hour or so, he got a reply. All set for tonight. Meet at Shell Games at seven. Smart casual. At seven sharp he arrived at the restaurant and found the other four waiting for him on the sidewalk outside. Once seated inside, Daniel assumed the role of the courtly host, consulting with his guests about the wines to be ordered and asking the waiter for suggestions from the menu for their dinners. They had a splendid meal, and the conversation flowed easily all around the table. There was no mention at all of Ricky’s most recent misadventure, and to all appearances the other three might not even have known about it. At the end of the meal, as they lingered over coffee and liqueurs, Jim casually asked, “Shooting Stars tonight, anyone?” Ricky demurred, still feeling a little anti-social and scared after what had happened. Steve and Laszlo accepted eagerly, but Daniel raised a few eyebrows when he said, “I’m not in the mood. I’ll just walk home with Ricky – if that’s where you were headed, Ricky?” The other three peeled off when they reached the bar, and Ricky walked on with Daniel along the street. “Daniel, can I ask you a question? Did you mean it when you said that Stewart tried the same trick on you?” Daniel stopped him. “Look at me, Ricky.” Ricky looked up, and Daniel caught his gaze, eye to eye. “Ricky, I wouldn’t try to trap even a piece of scum like him with a lie. Yes, it’s true. I got lucky. My mom didn’t approve of alcohol, and I was only a few months out from running away from home in Hawaii, so I hadn’t acquired a taste for it yet. I asked for Perrier instead.” “Was it past the expiry date?” Daniel roared with laughter. “Oh, so you’ve heard that story too, have you?” “Everyone who ever meets Jim and Steve gets that one told to them eventually.” “Very true.” Daniel laughed again, then turned serious. “Ricky, you will need to guard yourself for the next while. If you carry on the way you were doing, in full view of everyone, it’ll just make it easier for Stewart to release that film and wiggle off the hook for any consequences.” “I guess.” “I’ve known him for a long time now. I wouldn’t put it past him to try.” “Thanks for the good advice, Daniel. I guess I need a bit more of that in my life.” Just as he said that, they had reached the door of the building. “Got any more good advice for me? Or just come up for a nightcap? Call it a way for me to say thanks again.” To his surprise, Daniel accepted. When they got upstairs, the apartment was quiet. Daniel nosed around. “So this is the famous Twink Heaven. I’d expected something a little – I don’t know, maybe a bit more random décor.” “Well, it’s not really ours. We rented it long-term from the owner, furnished.” “In that case, you’re doing a pretty awesome job of keeping it nice and tidy.” “That’s Ryan, our housekeeping enforcer and resident tough guy. What would you like?” “A Perrier, with ice please.” “And not past the due date.” They both laughed again. Ricky went and got two bottles of Perrier from his section of the refrigerator, popped the caps, added some ice to a couple of glasses, and came back to the living room. They toasted each other silently and sipped for a moment. Then Daniel put his glass down. “I guess I gave you the impression that I had some more advice for you. But what I really wanted was this.” Daniel slid closer to Ricky, put his arm around Ricky’s shoulders, drew him close, and began to kiss him with tongue. Instead of responding instantly as he might have done a week earlier, Ricky drew back. “Wait a minute. Is this your idea of me guarding myself, being more careful? Wouldn’t Laszlo be upset?” “I doubt it,” Daniel replied. “He’ll almost certainly wind up with Steve and Jim, and not for the first time. I’m sure he expects this to happen.” Ricky still looked a bit doubtful, but then he’d been wanting to get at Daniel for so long. The man was absolutely the Numero Uno hunk of all the men he’d ever seen since he’d landed in Los Angeles: the hottest body, the sexiest tan, the thickest cock. Now Ricky was discovering that all of Daniel’s kissing scenes in his many videos hadn’t been faked. Daniel was a tremendous and skillful kisser, and Ricky couldn’t help responding. He let himself go with the flow – then rose to his feet, and led Daniel to his room, since Dylan was away for a couple of days. They undressed each other, and Ricky fell back on the bed, then reached up, drawing Daniel down to him. For one more moment he thought of all those incredible video scenes from Hawaiian Nine Films. But then he realized that this older, huskier daddy Daniel was far sexier and even more magnetic than his younger screen persona had ever been. He rolled onto his back and lifted his legs in clear invitation. Daniel reached for the lube, greased up his thick nine-inch tool, and planted the tip against Ricky’s hole, which certainly looked much better. But he was keeping his eyes open, studying Ricky for any reaction as he pressed inwards, keeping up the gentle pressure until the hole yielded and let his big, thick head pop inside. Ricky moaned aloud, but not in pain, so Daniel kept on the pressure. As soon as he had sunk all the way inside, he began flexing his muscles to make his cock jump inside Ricky. But he also kept watching. An experienced porn film man himself, he recognized the signs of the same exact behaviours some of his partners had exhibited when filming – the moment when the guy detached emotionally from what was happening and behaved as if on script, dutifully moaning and muttering and crying “Fuck” when he was in truth completely separated from any involvement in what he was doing. Ricky was looking exactly like that now, his words and actions coming as rote, his bodily responses learned and repeated. This was what Daniel had feared to see. But he knew he had to keep up his end of the script, so he kept plowing into Ricky, praising the tightness of his hole when in truth it felt loose even to Daniel’s massive tool. When Daniel started muttering that he was going to cum soon, Ricky dutifully speeded up the rise and fall of his hips and squeezed his ass muscles harder on Daniel’s cock. This part Daniel was enjoying, as he had always let himself go and thoroughly enjoyed the feeling of breeding an ass. This was likely the reason why even the tetchiest critics always found his cumshot scenes so compelling. Even when he was breeding, his massive cock out of sight, hidden deep inside his partner’s fuck tunnel, the physical intensity and power of his own reactions went far beyond any kind of learned behaviour. And so it was now. Ricky’s ass was definitely talented, and he was doing a first-rate job of pulling Daniel’s load up and out. And Daniel was enjoying it, every moment, every second of the rise to the peak and subsequent explosion. And then it happened. With a muted bellow, Daniel slammed down hard into Ricky’s ass, following up with a series of short, sharp extra thrusts to force his cum up and out and into Ricky’s body. At last his energy ebbed away, and he lifted up, then slowly slid out of Ricky’s ass. As he went, though, he was still watching Ricky intently and could see that he hadn’t yet emerged from that detached state. This convinced Daniel that he was on the right track, that his guess was accurate. He laid down again, pulling Ricky close to him and resuming kissing. Ricky came back, then, enjoying something that he got to experience all too rarely – the feeling of actual human closeness and intimacy, over and above the mere physical connection of sex. After a few minutes, Daniel drew back and spoke to him. “How was that, Ricky?” “How do you mean?” “Well, you’ve been chasing after me with great determination for over a year, ever since I moved in here. Did I live up to your expectations?” He said that with a chuckle, but he noted the flash of distress in Ricky’s face. He’d heard from others that Ricky hated to hurt anyone’s feelings and guessed that this was the cause of his current state of discomfort. But then, Ricky surprised and pleased him by not taking the easy way out. “Well, honestly….” “Please.” “No, it didn’t. But it wasn’t your fault, you were great, it was more… I don’t know, I guess I just expect too damn much.” Daniel snuggled him a bit closer and stroked his head gently. “Is that it, then, Ricky? Tell me, have your experiences always failed to live up to your expectations?” “Oh, no. It always used to be so fantastic. So exciting and involving and – you know, when a guy made me cum, fucked the cum out of me, I would feel that nothing could ever get any better.” Daniel frowned a bit. Again, his guess had been confirmed. “Ricky, when was the last time you really felt that way? Like really, seriously, felt that way?” “I can’t even remember. It’s been so long. Years, I guess.” He screwed up his face in thought, then turned and looked right at Daniel. “I’m going to tell you something now, it’s pretty bad but it’s the truth. When things skidded out of control at Stewart’s place last week, I went along, let it happen because I thought that then maybe I’d get that rush, that incredible feeling back again – all those gorgeous muscle studs fucking me and filling me up, creaming my ass. But I didn’t. All I got was a drug-induced hangover and a very sore hole.” Daniel took a deep breath and figured out carefully exactly how to say the next thing. “Ricky, if sex isn’t doing anything for you any more, do you think a doctor might be able to help?” “I don’t know… this doesn’t seem like a medical problem, not like getting a bad case of limp dick or anything.” “Ricky, it’s all health and it’s all medical. Physical, mental, emotional, they all work as a team to make life better, or else they fight against each other and make life hell. But it’s all a doctor’s business. Just from what you’ve said tonight, it sounds like getting to a doctor might turn out to be the biggest favour you’ve ever done yourself.” “I guess you’re right, I’d sort of already thought that myself. But there’s the cost….” “We can cover that angle. I can call in a favour from the doctor who handled all our medical issues at Hawaiian Nine. Your situation will certainly be right up his alley. Let me know when I can make you an appointment with him.” Suddenly, Ricky made up his mind. “Right now. This thing – it’s ripping me apart. I’ve got to get on top of this dead feeling before it breaks me down all the way.” He grabbed his phone and checked his calendar. “This week and the next two weeks, I’m doing all early arrivals at the store’s office so I’m through work each weekday at 3:00 PM. If you go ahead and set an appointment and then let me know when… Daniel, I’m so grateful to you for suggesting it.” Daniel gave Ricky another heartfelt hug and kiss. The truth was, he had actually come to like this younger man with his unique style of approaching life, by turns brash, reflective, reckless, thoughtful, sarcastic, and considerate. It was the complexity of his personality that made him so unusual, and appealing. And Daniel really wanted to help him get a grip on his life issues, because be knew already that there was so much more to Ricky than just a cute butt with a hot, wet hole. At last, he got up and dressed, while Ricky pulled on his briefs and watched. Just as Daniel finished buttoning down his shirt, Ricky sighed. “Damn, I had no idea that just watching a man get dressed could be so incredibly sexy.” Daniel chuckled. “Don’t push your luck, Ricky. I’ve got to save something to bring home for Laszlo or my name is mud!” Ricky laughed at that. “If he gets mad, tell him it’s all my fault and I’m sorry.” They hugged and kissed goodbye, and Daniel swung out the door – just as Terry came along the hall. He goggled at the sight of the famous ex-porn-star but exchanged civil hellos with him. Once he was inside, he immediately had to ask. “Ricky, how the fuck did you ever get him into bed with you?” Ricky laughed. “I acted lost and helpless. Tried and true method.” Terry snorted in derision. But even as Ricky laughed at him, he was realizing that it was simple truth. Contrary to what almost anyone else except his closest friends would expect or know, there was a caring heart hidden inside all that muscle and business-first attitude of the former Hawaiian Nine.

Ty to everybody. Well I started to be sexually active at 14...I was super horny but also very shy. When I turned 18, I contacted my Master for the first time, knowing he was on my city and knowing he's well known, asking to be turned into a complete whore. The last 3 years have been more about progressive training, submissive behavior, fisting, chastity, sexual starvation to drive my desire higher and progressively BB loads. I turned officially into a cumdump last october.

Thanksgiving night at 7 pm. Guy I suck every couple weeks came over while girlfriend was in California. We had it planned. He loves to fuck and I needed to be deflowered. He likes me to kneel in the middle of the room while he uses my mouth, trying his best to make me gag (I have no gag instinct so he fails), thrusting hard as he can while grabbing me by the hair. I'm not submissive, but I love it when he does this. So we started off with me sucking him for 15 minutes. Then I got on my back in the middle of the room. He put a pillow under my ass, rimmed and fingerfucked me, then lubed his cock and worked it in witrh my legs up in the air. I'm a talker, moaner, and screamer and so I talked and moaned and screamed. I NEEDED him to cum in me and begged him to, but he pulled out and squated over my face covering it and filling my mouth. Since I love facials and slurping cum, I couldn't complain. Here's a pic of his cock.

Revenge is a dick best served poz.

First I always make it abundantly clear that I only fuck bareback and that I intend to cum in his ass. Almost all men I fuck gratefully take my seed however if I sense the bottom may change his mind when I’m fucking him I will put him on his belly and mount him. That way my weight keeps my cock firmly wedged in his ass. If he does or says anything to indicate he might ask me to withdraw then I will immediately shoot my load in him. You don’t get me horny and allow me to shove my bare cock deep in your ass only to refuse my load. You will be seeded. Never had any kick back from men I’ve seeded like that - they realise they were taking a chance.

Wrestle Coach Corrupts #2 The young blonde twins are cousins of the four brothers who play professionally local Rugby League team. The second eldest brother, Scott, had MSG Coach to ask about wrestle training for him & 3 bros. Coach, Captain, & I seduce the young surfy Twink twins, then suggest that the Twins invite their muscle stud rugby cousins round to coach's room. Coach has a grassed outdoor roof deck where we can set up massive wrestle mat next to the hot tub. Coach heard heard from his mate the Rugby Coach & sub-coach that they had caught four stud brothers in showers closely soaping each other's bodies, & exploring each other & stroking each other's 9.5" thick u/c English cocks with big pink mushroom heads. We all agree to the coach's game plan. Next day we bring blonde twink surfie twins to Coach's room & offer them some beers seeing they are kicking back & it's just us men. Little do they know that all our beers laced with strong g. Before it hits, Coach suggests we all jump in hot tub to relax & soak our bodies after the days training. The young twins are a bit hesitant & one says "...we didn't bring our speedos Coach." Captain says it's cool guys, it's just the boys from the team & Coach so why we skinny dip naked in hot tub. We are all men after all. The Twins grin & break out into a full smile they are excited by the idea of being naked with Coach & their two older team mates. Captain & I strip, blonde twins are shy but slowly strip. Coach notices their beautiful cocks are hardening, getting turned on by the manly sexual tension. Coach strips & follow twins into hot tub everyone admiring his ripped hard furry tanned muscled body. The twins remark on his "cool" Tatts then can't take their eyes off his huge thick still soft cock as Coach lowers himself into the hot tub. As we all relax in the warm water, the hot tub bubbles massaging our fit jock bodies the G starts to hit all of us, we four boys start to tease & play, our cocks bouncing over surface of water. Then Coach asks all of us boys if we want try the vitamin shots Coach wants whole team to have after matches, in shower room to "restore energy". Captain & I say yeah sure coach, we'll help. Twins don't want to be left out either. Coach hops out, goes into his room with a tray with rigs set up & his laptop & iPad. I notice Coach has selected his filthy chempig slammed raw orgy vid which he filmed at the last dad & son team camp. As the porn starts to play it's a new scene. This time, 6 slings & benches are set up under trees next to private beach. The beachside property is owned by one of Coach's mates, a rough Middle Eastern bi tatted furry muscle biker. The Biker Boss & club mates all get away from wives & girlfriends & get together for filthy week of bi slammed chempig raw orgies. This time though Coach struck a deal with biker boss drug lord that Coach & dad's happy to pimp boys from the wrestle team (& your own furry stud holes & cocks) if bikers supply the t g coke speed. The porn starts to play & I & other boys are in slings as Coach & dad's rim our holes. Bikers slam Coach & dad's with pure 2.0. Then they slam boys & I from team. As we are flying Coach & dad's start taking turns tag teaming us boys. Coach notices while he working my raw hole with his thick hard 9" cut cock that bikers are blasting each other. They all strip out of jeans & leather chaps. All massively built, tatted, furry. A german & black guy bikers approach & as Coach fucks me they alternate fucking coach's stud hole with their 10" cocks & feeding u & I their balls&cocks. The leb biker boss comes over & racks a few lines up on a mirror, feeding Coach, then the 6.5' massive built ripped 10" black bi furry dad who's slamming Coach's ass forcing his cock deeper into my tight jock boy hole . Then feeds filthy german who we are sucking, enjoying his PA, then feeds me a line, then Coach again, then himself. Leb Biker boss says he likes look of Coach's mouth & hole, Coach can take huge cock well & worship it. How about coach, leb biker boss & his two younger brothers man-at-arms all blast & oil up on wrestle mat in sun & the three hung chempig biker bros do a show with coach for his boys & their dad's. A blasted chempig incest raw tag team on coach's holes, show coach how much everyone enjoys the filthy weeklong chempig orgy coach organizes each quater. Coach & I are dragged off & boss & his two stud bros start exploring him & each other with oil. As they all wrestle cocks are in mouths & tongues tease & tongue fuck meaty furry muscle man cunt. The bros hold Coach down while boss double blasts him in each arm with pure 1.5 t. Then as Coach goes into crazed cock lust bros & boss blast same way. Then they force Coach on his back & younger bros slam fuck u with their 10' leb cocks while biker boss lowers his furry man cunt onto your face so you tongue worship. They tag team Coach. Then the boss lies on back on mat, Coach mounts his cock & one bros feeds hole to boss while other bros gently slides his 10" in Coach's hole nestled next to boss' cock. They tag double fuck raw leb orgy for hours as I & boys from team fuck with each other & dad's, doing shows for Coach & your leb incest biker bros orgy. Meanwhile I'm the hot tub- you've blasted 2 teen blonde twins, Captain, I & himself. The twins can't believe how amazing they feel & how horny they are. The softly whisper they want all of us to teach them... Teach them to please each other & Coach & Team mate... Teach them everything about man sex. I start to teach twins how to kiss men, while Captain sucks our cocks, i slide my tongue in their mouths & they respond immediately, their hard cocks are rubbing & bumping against our holes. The twins yell how awesome they feel, so insanely horned up, they always liked spending time with coach, capt, boys from team. & sort of fantasied about what it would be like to be gently seduced & taught how to enjoy & explore & please other boys & men. We are sucking their hard young u/c cocks while Captain oils ours. One of the twins looks Coach in the eye & confesses that being blasted while watching coach's & their team mate's filthy dad/ biker outdoor chempig orgy was most incredible filthy thing he's seen. His twin says they know the camp ground, their cousins the professional rugby players go camping there. & the leb bikers were at multiple pool parties their cousins hosted. Their mum would take them home but their Dad would stay & hang with his nephews & bikers & guys from the Rugby team. Twins wonder if cousins get involved with bikers, rugby team, & their Dad & slam & fuck raw in big muscle pool orgy after all women leave? The twins oiled cock heads are twitching against our hungry holes. Coach asks if they ever fucked a guy before? Have they slide their huge boy stud cocks up another mans ass & filled his hole ? No coach- we are virgins. We want u & capt to teach us, we want to make you feel as amazing as you make us feel right now. We want to fuck you. Coach order the twins to slide their hard oiled 9.5 u/c cocks slowly up Coach's & Captain's hole. They feel incredible after the awesome blast, the men are cock hungry. As twins bury their cocks up Coach's & Captain's man cunts they lean forward & tongue each other's mouths. Then Coach suggests that next weekend they bring their cousins the four Rugby players to his place for end of season party. Coach & I organise the leb bikers chapter & the other boys from team @ their Dad's to attend. Wrestle Coach Corrupts #3 There are 40 of us & we all get picked up at a Harbourside wharf by Leb Biker Boss' massive motor cruiser & cruise the Harbour all night. Not everyone realises that drinks are spiked. With the lines of coke being sucked up the atmosphere above & below decks becomes sexually intense. The twink twins bring their four rugby cousins over to introduce Coach, Captain & I. The eldest Laurie (30), Scot (28) and the two younger brothers, blonde identical twin Tony & Geoff (24). They are high, feeling horny, & are saying how much they appreciate Coach looking out for their young twin cousins. We are all getting horny rubbing against each other as boat bobs around. The four football brothers have massive rock hard bulging bodies from training & playing professionally & feel great as the boat rocks & we bounce against each other. By the evidence of the bulge in their board shorts they must be as hung as their young twin cousins. Leb biker boss & his 2 bros invite us all to his private cabin- a massive state room. The cruise capt, a hot furry silver fox Italian & the hot young South American crew are assembled. Leb biker boss explains that he had never thought to bring coach's wrestle team & the rugby team together but glad coach had thought of it. So as a reward we were all his personal guests & that we were to enjoy the best party favours & the other stud guests & crew. The cruiser is moored in a secluded & harbour cove that has a private beach. Coach notices that Rugby player Scot & his twin bros Tony & Geoff start to explore & undress us while we slide their shirts over their huge shoulders. The blonde twins & Captain are stripping & being stripped by silver fox Cruise Captain & his hot Brazilian boy crew. As everyone is naked & and starting to suck cock, rim muscled ass, tongue mouths the Biker boss & his brothers come round & start to blast Coach & I and four Rugby bros. We all collapse on bed coughing 6 or 7 times as the rush consume us. Cocks rock hard- biker boss just slammed us with personal freshly cooked pure t- 2.0 for everyone. Coach & I find that we service the four rugby stud bros. They tag team our mouths & man cunts with their 9.5 thick u/c pink cocks. As older rugby bros, Laurie, slam fucks Coach, Scot slam fucks me, their blonde twin bros slide their raw cocks up their brothers furry cunts. Then their twin Twink cousins appear next to us with their stud furry fireman Dad. Scot suggests that blonde Twink cousins double fuck their Dad while Scot & his bros double fuck Coach & I. Coach mounts Scots hard dripping u/c cock, I mount his older Bro Laurie's equally sized cock, then twins slide up us, rubbing their raw cocks against their bros. The onboard slammed raw chempig orgy continues to Dawn only to be interrupted by water police. A hot furry stud Sarg & 5 young new recruits. Biker boss invites them on board while the orgy continues below deck. Sarg clearly knows biker boss & announces all in order. One of cabin boys offers young cops a juice. They all linger Perving on hot sailor. Sarg winks to boss & whispers been craving to seduce these boys with u mate. The two dark hair boys are my sons & others are their mates in cops AFL Team. What do u think? When g kicks in we get a few of your Brazilian cabin boys up here with speedos & help them out of their uniforms. & as they are being sucked or sucking each other u & I slam my boys. Then u & I & your biker mates can take their cherry holes & teach them how boys should pleasure older muscled dom men? Boss says I can go one better. Let's slam them bring them down to my state cabin throw them in slings & let their cop cunts be used by Coach Phil & his wrestle team. We've also got the four professional Rugby brothers down there too. My two bros & biker mates muscle & silver fox Italian capt & his muscle whore Latin cabin boys. We've all been enjoying each other in a filthy slammed raw taboo orgy since last night. Sarg says fuck that wrestle coach is a filthy bastard. On his way back from his Dad & son camp each year he gets me & other bi closet highway patrol guys to pull bus over, arrest everyone. As we are throwing everyone in cell he bargains with me & 4 patrol guys that he & his team & dad's will do anything we ask want, or need if we let them go. I say there is a lot us cops will need from a hot sexy bunch of prisoner studs. I say they should all strip for us. As they do all boys & dad' get hard as do us cops. Coach says we shouldn't look in pocket in his bag. We do & find a stack of rigs prepared with meth. I ask Johno & Smithy if they remember when we busted the all male stripper crew & how they offered to get us partied up & let us use every hole until we fed multiple loads up their holes? Sure Sarg, they taught us how to slam. Good- let's slam this lot & enjoy ourselves for next day or two. We don't need to charge them for a couple of days while we investigate. You don't mind coach do u? Slam u & your boy wrestle sluts & their dad's & you show us what you teach these boys up at this camp? The cops come in & boys start to strip them. Sarg & cops blast coach & dad's first, then boys from teams who feast on Dad's & coach's cocks & holes then they blast themselves. As cops slide on floor of cell Dad's coach & boys join them sucking bi cop cock, riming muscled furry bi man holes, feeding hard dripping cocks into cock starved cop mouths. Cops order coach & dad's all fours, slide their rock hard massive cocks up holes then order boys to work their stud cops holes tag teaming cops while they rape coach & dad's hole raw. Aftert two days of investigating a coach who organizes taboo perverse Dad/ son raw chemfuelled drug pig orgies where innocent boys from the wrestle team are blasted with meth then used as chemed whores by Coach, Dad's, older bros & uncles in raw incest orgy all week, even pimped out to local biker drug lords. After 2 days in cells we we were exhausted & went back to Coach's place to relax & soak in his hot tub.

I had been back in London for a few weeks, after years away, and had not had a chance to seek out any gay cruising haunts, all the ones I had known in the 90's were gone, but after I got a job on a building site in the borough and was carrying on with my closeted life. There was no chance that any of the other guys were up for a bit of cock action. I had just finished a Saturday morning shift (Saturdays are half days on building sites) and most of the other lads were either going to football matches or home to the family. I decided I'd hit one of the local pubs before heading home, so I went into a little pub near Borough Station and ordered up my usual bottle of Becks and started reading a paper. After a few minutes I got the feeling I was being watched and realised a guy was furtively steeling glances at me, but as it was definately not a gay bar I just ignored my feeling and got back to my paper. After a while I headed to to toilet for a piss and was pleased and surprised to find the guy who I thought had been watching me, follow me in. He gave me a smile as he pulled up to the next urinal and fished his dick out of his jeans. When I saw he was semi-hard I knew where this was going, or at least, I thought I did. At this point I should describe myself. I am 33 and in pretty good shape from working the building game for the last five years, am six feet in height, 12.5 stone and have a smooth body with a nice seven inch dick. I have never been out, and other than the guys I've had sex with, pretty much no-one else knows I'm gay. Back to Saturday afternoon now.... "So, you been working today", the guy with the semi said, starting up a conversation. I checked him out and we were a pretty good match, about the same age, height and weight, although I must admit his dick looked like it had an extra inch or two on mine. "Yes mate, just finished on the site" I replied, stroking my own semi now to let him know I was interested. "Any plans for the afternoon?" he asked, still stroking his now hard and very nice dick. "No, I'm easy" I said, adding "I haven't made any plans yet." He told me had a place five minutes away and asked me if I wanted to come round, introducing himself as Stuart. "Sure mate" I said, "I'm Al." We got to his place in the promised five minutes, and he immediately started stripping off his clothing. He had a lean body with a dusting of hair on his chest and abs, and when his shorts came off, his dick stood proud at a good eight inches with a lovely big mushroom head already dripping some pre-cum. By this time I was also naked, and I immediately went down onto my knees and put the tip of my tongue againt his slit and lapped up the trickle of juice oozing from his tool. I worked my way round his dickhead before enveloping the bellend wholly in my mouth and tasting his hot cock. As an expert deepthroat, it wasn't long before his whole dick was sliding in and out of my throat. He moved us onto his bed and, as I continued sucking on his dick, he starting fingering at my ass while I ladled some of the thick gloopy spit you produce when giving deepthroat onto my ass to lube his fingers and my ass. "Man, I want to fuck that ass" he commented as he continued opening up my hole with his fingers, adding "I wanna feel my dick inside that hot hole. Suck my dick and make it real hard and wet for your hole." "Fuck Stuart, I want your dick in my hole. Don't worry mate, you can have as much of my ass as you like. I'll make sure your dick is good and hard to fuck me, dig out the condoms and get ready to fill my hole." Stuart pulled his dick away from me and got off the bed, suddenly the whole mood had changed. "What's up mate, what did I say? I thought we were going well." "Fuck sake Al, why did you have to mention condoms? I only fuck bareback. I fucking hate condoms, I never use them. I was hoping to fuck you raw. A fuck isn't a fuck unless you finish the job and dump your load in a hot ass. That's what's on offer here, mate. If you want to get fucked, you're gonna take it raw - and you are gonna have to take a load. Sorry Al, but that's the way it is." Well fuck me, we've all had the bareback fantasies, imagining taking loads, feeling a guy cum inside us, and now here it was, on offer, right infront of me, and on offer from a real horny fucker with a dick like a pornstar. "Sorry Stuart, I didn't mean to ruin the mood. I just assumed it would be with a condom, but if bareback is what's on offer, then bareback it is!" There it was. I said it. I had just agreed to my first bareback fuck! I didn't know I was going to say it until the words came out my mouth but I said yes to bareback and I had the biggest hardon of my life! The change in the mood now was even more marked than before, but this time it was a change for the better. A big change for the better! A real evil smirk appeared on Stuarts face as he told me to kneel on the edge of the bed and let him see my asshole. I knelt on the bed and raised my ass in the air exposing my hole to him, ready to take my first raw dick. I felt his dickhead rub up and down going over my hole, smearing me with his precum and teasing at my bud, then he started working it in, gently easing the head into my well-lubed hole until my ass muscles clamped round the mushroom head as it passed my sphincter. I had never felt more fucking horny in my life. He continued easing his dick into my ass until I felt his pubes on my back and his balls touching mine, then he started long slow strokes in and out, over and over, just massaging my guts with his huge mushroom cock. "How does that feel AL?", he asked as he fucked away at my ass, "there's no better feeling than raw cock inside you, is there? I can tell how much you love my raw cock. You're purring like fucking kitten - you're fucking loving it." I was loving it, and I told him as much, but honestly there was no need: my body was sending out messages that I could never find words to convey. "OK Al, turn over onto your back. I'm getting pretty close and I want us to be face to face, eyeball to eyeball, when I give you your first load. I want your eyes to tell me how much you want it, and I want you to see in my eyes exactly what I am giving you." For the few seconds that he was out of my ass when we were adjusting positions I felt so empty. This experience was very different than anything I had felt before. It was really intense and I didn't just want that dick back inside me, I needed that dick back inside me! I lay on my back and raised my legs onto his shoulders, not taking my eyes off of his as he re-entered my hole, quickly resuming a steady and intense fucking motion using my ass as it had never been used before. Every stroke felt like heaven, and now I could look into his eyes and see how much it meant to him, it meant even more to me. I had to please this man, I had to give him what he wanted. I had to take his load. "No going back now, no going back now," he said, adding "After you have taken this boy, everything changes. There's no going back, for what you are about to receive you should be truly thankful. No going back Al. This is it. This is where it all changes. Fuck Al, there's no going back." He managed one more time as he let out a huge roar as he started dumping his seed deep inside me. He never closed his eyes and never took them off my eyes for a single second as pumped load after load of seed into me. After a few minutes he collapsed on top of me and we lay there, him still inside me, for about ten minutes before he had the energy to move or speak. He gently slipped his dick out of my ass and kissed me on the lips, asking "Do you know what just happened? Do you know what I just gave you?" I kissed him and with a smile replied "I think you may just have given me my freedom." He smiled broadly. Over the rest of Saturday, Sunday and Monday, when I called the site to say I couldn't come in, I thought I'd picked up a bug. Stuart was either on the phone or the net, getting all his buddies to come over and play with his new toy - me! By the time I finally went home on Monday night, I had gone from vanilla closet boy, to bareback slut, having taken 14 loads from his friends and an additional five from Stuart. Every time I took a load that weekend he asked me if I knew what I had just been given, and every time I replied "Yes, and thank you!"

It was a few weeks after my 21st birthday and I'd headed out with some friends for the evening. We were a group of typical twinks, and I'd chosen a tight white t-shirt, skinny jeans and sneakers. Not to brag, but my dark hair was perfect, the t-shirt almost sprayed onto my lean, tight, toned body. Ass perfect in the jeans. I kissed a couple of guys, and it got pretty wild. One of my friends had coke (until then the only drug I'd ever tried) and I seemed to get pretty drunk pretty quick. My friends started to peel and pair off, and then before I knew it the bar we were in was closing. I stumbled around the street for a little while, alone at this point, before seeing another bar down the road still open. I'd only ever walked past it before. It was known as a seedy, older guy's bar, but I wanted more booze so I made it up the street and headed in. Pretty much every head turned as I stumbled through the door, and there were maybe 20 guys sat around the small, dark bar. I headed in as confidently as I could, trying not to look too drunk, and leaned against the bar. There were audible gasps behind me, men leering, and I was the youngest in there by at least 25 years. The bartender was an older, stocky guy, dressed in a leather vest. He headed over. "Can I help you Son?" I tried my best to look sober. "Er, yeah, just a beer please?" He raised an eyebrow, but then surveyed the room. Seemed like his customers were enjoying the view, and he shrugged as he gave me a beer. I dropped my wallet as I got it out of my pocket, and as I bent down to get it I heard more gasps behind me. I knew my ass would look good like this. I paid for the drink and sipped on it as casually as I could. I noticed a guy staring at me from one of the bar stools. Maybe 50 or so, he was dressed in leather, looked a little skinny but paunchy, and he gave me a smirk as I sipped my beer. I looked away, but could see everyone else in the bar staring at me and whispering. One guy in the corner was just staring at me non-stop, and he had his hand in his trousers, a goon expression on his face. 'Damn, what kind of place is this?' "Don't mind Frank," a low voice said next to me. I jumped a little. The guy from the bar stool had wandered over. I looked blankly at him. "The guy jerking himself off over there, he does it here every night," he smirked. "I can see why he'd have his hand in his pants for you though". He's eyes wandered down my body. "Sexy little piece aren't you?" I blushed, giving him a weak smile, trying to seem as sober and in control as I could. His breath was awful, really rotten, and I could see that his teeth were a mess, even some missing. His face close up was aged and haggard, with blotches all over, and his hair was thinning. "So what's a sexy little fucker like you doing in a shithole like this?" I smirked. "Can't a guy just buy a drink?" He thought for a second: "Sure he can, but most people come in here looking for other things too..." I blinked, my head feeling fuzzy, and I felt like everyone in the room was getting closer. Frank in the corner was really beating his meat now, tongue out, staring at me, and I put my beer down on the bar. "I er... gotta go..." I went to walk away but almost feel over, and the man's hands grabbed me around my waist. "Whoa boy, think you've had enough, better get you outta here..." He walked me to the front door and into the street, propping me up against the wall. "You okay kid?" I nodded, not very convincingly, my head hung in drunken stupor. "I'm gonna... gonna go home..." Weirdly the air seemed to make me feel better, and I looked up to see him grinning down at me. "You won't get a cab around here, it's kicking out time." I looked up the street, and to be fair it was very busy. "My place isn't far, come back for a drink and you can get a cab from there..." I seemed to get a second wind, and nodded. "Sure man, why not?" I managed to walk unaided as we headed towards his place. It was about a five minute walk, and as we went he told me his name was Steve. "Alex," I'd said non-nonchalantly, him walking slightly behind me. We got to a pretty run down apartment building and he let us in. His place was a mess, mattress in the middle of the floor, beer cans and food boxes everywhere, and it smelled too. It looked like he only had one room. There was a couch covered in dirty clothes, and a small kitchen unit in the corner. "You got a bathroom?" He nodded towards the only door on the far side of the room, and I headed in as he went to the fridge. His bathroom was filthy. Toilet un-flushed, mess everywhere. I was planning to leave but I needed to piss like my life depended on it. A let out a thunderous stream of piss, my aim all over the place as I pissed on his seat and floor. I flushed and steadied myself on the sink, looking into the dirty mirror. Peeling my phone out, I pulled up the Uber app. Swaying as I ordered, I got an alert straight away telling me there were no cabs. "You okay in there?" he shouted through the door. "Yeah man," I said, heading out into the living area. "Can't get a fucking cab..." "Stay, have a drink..." he said, bringing over two glasses to the couch area. He'd cleared some space, and by this point I was totally hammered, so I sat down on his couch and took the glass. I sipped it, fuck it was strong, and he encouraged me to drink it. "I put a nice, healthy dose of G in there for you... mine too..." I looked at him. "Huh? G?" He nodded, a warm smile on his face. "It's perfectly safe, I know what I'm doing..." At this point I didn't care - it felt like I was losing control, so I gulped the drink down. "Fuck..." I said. "That tasted nasty..." "Yeah, G isn't the nicest taste..." he said, finishing his own drink. "Mind if I get more comfortable?" I nodded. "Sure man, your place." He got up, giving a big stretch, and took off his leather shirt. His body was pale and gaunt, with a podgy belly, and he looked like he had sores all over him. I stretched on the sofa, arching my back. "Fuck man that stuff was strong..." My head feeling cloudy and whoozy, but a growing elated feeling inside me. I started grinning, almost uncontrollably, and giggling to myself. I started to feel warm - and as I looked over he was making another drink. He came over and handed it to me. "No G don't worry, just a normal drink..." I sat and sipped it, getting talkative and funny all of a sudden, making him laugh. It was so warm. "Your cheeks are flushed Alex... get more comfortable if you want..." I smirked, giving him a wink. "Like that wouldn't you?" I pulled up Spotify on my phone and put some music on. I got up. "Come on, let's dance!" He laughed, shaking his head. "I'm too old for dancing..." I shrugged, dancing around the room, feeling amazing and so sexy at the same time. I was dancing at him, for him, and I lifted up my t-shirt to show him my lean, toned six pack, rubbing it for him. His eyes were wide, and I could see a bulge in his pants. Turning my back to him, I shook my ass, playing with my t-shirt, flashing skin at him. I grabbed for my drink, almost knocking it over and taking a gulp. As I carried on dancing he leered at me as I showed him glimpses of my body. Before long, I slowly peeled off my t-shirt and tossed it onto the floor. I motioned for him to join me with my finger, and as he approached, I turned my back and started grinding my ass into him. Fuck I was horny, all sense and repulsion of this guy I would never have looked at twice out of the window. The smell of his breath ground me for a second, but then his hands touched me, and I arched my back, feeling his fingers rake down my exposed ribs, taking in my flat, firm stomach, my tiny waist, my smooth back. "Do you want me to take you to heaven Alex?" He moved away, heading into a cupboard in the kitchen, and I tried to see what he was doing. "What's that?" I said, as he messed around with his back to me. "Heaven," he said, turning back and nodding at the mattress. "Take off your clothes, lie on the mattress, and I'll take you to heaven..." I shrugged. 'Fuck it,' I thought, kicking off my shoes and socks and peeling down my jeans. I could see him stealing glances back at me as I undressed, and soon I was nude, clambering onto the dirty, smelly mattress. I was too horny to care, and so curious about this 'heaven' that I lost all sense. He took a while in the kitchen and my semi died, my soft cock lying lazily on my stomach. I heard some muffled sounds behind me, and as I turned back he seemed to be taking something off his arm, holding his arm above his head. He coughed violently for a minute, before heading over to the mattress and kneeling next to me. He started tying a shoelace around my arm. I looked at him, puzzled, before he held up a needle almost full to the brim with liquid. "What... what's that?" I said, nerves rising in me but some other force inside pushing them back down. "Heaven," he whispered, holding my exposed arm. I felt a sharp jolt as he pushed the needle into my arm, and I wriggled slightly. "Keep still," he said, an almost manic look in his eyes. He seemed to be mouthing a countdown to himself, before he looked me dead in the eyes and said, "Welcome to heaven." In an instant, my entire body spasmed. I gasped in shock, trying to sit bolt upright but he pushed me back down. It felt like every nerve ending in my body was having an orgasm at the same time. I'd never felt anything like it in my entire life. My eyes wide, glazed, mouth wide open, head rolling around as he held my arm in the air and tore the shoelace off. "Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck..." I kept saying as I rolled around on his mattress, my back arched, nude body trembling. I looked down, and my soft cock had cummed all over my abs. I hadn't felt an orgasm at all, and I kept gasping in shock and the feeling washed over me. He dropped my arm, his mouth diving onto my dick, slurping every last drop of my un-felt cum shot. My soft dick dribbling semen. He started licking at my abs, making weird moans, clawing at my nude body as his rancid teeth raked at my soft skin. My head rolling around, unable to lie still, arms reaching up behind me, clawing at nothing in particular. By this point he was shifting position, pushing my legs apart. I'd never been as horny in my entire life. Staring at him, my eyes demented. "Oh fuck yes fuck me!" He pushed himself in between my legs, holding them in the air, and started rubbing his bare cock on my hole. He looked down at me, he looked like a demon, and started to frantically, desperately push. My hole, my body's last defense, desperately trying to reject his bare leaking cock as he pushed harder. It hurt, but I didn't care, my soft cock twitching on my stomach, leaking more cum onto my abs as my hole finally yawned open around his mushroom. I gasped, clawing at the disgusting mattress, digging my nails into it as he pushed deeper into me. He started fucking me, hard, holding my legs up. He took one of my bare feet and put it to his mouth, his tongue all over my toes as I flexed them. I felt his dick push through my second ring, his exposed cockhead deep in my gut. I reached out to grab him, pulling him down onto me and locking my mouth onto his. My tongue running all over his rancid mouth, my perfect straight teeth banging up against the stumps and gaps of his gums. He pushed his tongue into my mouth and his arms went under my armpits, cradling me as he fucked me bare. My back arching, pushing my hard nipples into his flabby chest. "Oh fuck yes!" Arms around his neck, legs locked around his back as he fucked his cock into my gut. He was grunting in my ear, both of us lost in drug-induced horniness as he cradled my twink body. "Oh fuck... fuck... I'm gonna..." He held me, maybe too tight, as he made one last, desperate, jabbing thrust as deep inside me as he could get, unleashing a torrent of cum into my unprotected body. Ropes and ropes of thick, creamy semen layering against the walls of my gut. I lay there panting as he roughly pulled out of me, lying down next to me on the mattress...

KING OF THE TWINKS Prologue The four of them stood in a line, shoulder to shoulder, arms wrapped around each other in unity and condolence. Four pairs of eyes stared solemnly at the small oaken casket which held the ashes of the fifth of their group, dead at the ripe old age of 26. None of them were weeping now. They had all cried themselves out over the last three nights, crying themselves to sleep, some of them repeatedly waking up from dreams or nightmares to cry again. Next to the casket stood a framed photo. Terry, as they all remembered him – as they wanted to remember him. The bright, blue eyes, the shock of brown hair tumbling over the forehead, the flashing smile which had grown so rare in recent months, the fair skin, the tattoo of a soaring eagle which he’d so proudly displayed on his shoulder. Here he was shown in his element. The picture was taken on Santa Monica Beach, and that was significant. The beach was always the one place where Terry had felt at home – and at peace. Around them, the soft murmur of voices rose and fell. The room was full of men, all members of the WeHo gay community who had known Terry or had known one or another of his friends in the close-knit little group who had once lived together and called their condo “Twink Heaven.” They were Terry’s true family, his chosen family, these four young men. Like so many gay men, Terry had been thrown out of his original family’s home, flushed out the door on a torrent of hateful words spouting from his parents’ self-righteous mouths. Two of the four survivors knew where Terry’s birth family lived but had made no effort to contact them. Those people had no place here. This was a time for those who had truly known Terry, who had cared about him and loved him as the man he was. A fifth, somewhat older, man came forward hesitantly to stand at the side of the group. With no word spoken, the four immediately divided and then re-formed into a group of five with the older man in the centre. The arms of the younger men on either side were wrapped around him, holding him close in their shared grief. His eyes were red with the combined effects of sleeplessness and weeping. The youngest of the group, just a week shy of his 23rd birthday, stood at one end of the line and stared at the picture and the casket – but his mind was elsewhere. Was it really only six years since this whole chapter of his life had been set in motion? It seemed far longer – nearly half a lifetime, and in some ways it really was that. He had changed so much from the naïve kid he’d been to the uncomfortably experienced man he’d become. Of course, they had all changed – but the youngest had unquestionably changed the most thoroughly and dramatically. He’d been an immature 17 when he'd arrived in Los Angeles; now, his life adventures had caused him to grow up a long way, very quickly, and had blessed (or cursed) him with wisdom far beyond his years. He let his memories run backwards to that memorable first year. Chapter 1: The Naughty List “Richard!” His mother’s voice, with its annoying, insistent nasal whine, drifted up the stairs. “Hurry up and come downstairs. Your cousins are here.” “Yeah, whatever,” he muttered to himself, rolling his eyes as only a teenager could do. Then he raised his voice. “Be there in a couple of minutes, Mom!” He rolled off his bed, stood up, and began pulling on his clothes, willing his hard-on to subside – that bit of exercise would have to wait for later. He carefully tucked away the photos of the older athletes at his school, especially that hot hunk of a water polo player who fuelled so many of his steamy fantasies. He picked out one of his neatest shirts, and a pair of freshly-pressed dark trousers. Running a comb through his tousled blond hair, he decided he could pass muster, and headed out, remembering to close the door of his stereotypically messy teenage bedroom behind him. “Oh, good. Here he comes now.” He could never understand why his mother thought he and his cousins would get along. They were older by seven and nine years, and he shared no common interests with them. Will was a typical college athlete (“dumb jock,” as Richard always said to himself) and while Will’s older sister Sara was always kind to him, her kindness was leavened with the patronizing air of someone who was humouring him to keep their respective parents happy. There followed the usual desultory conversation. Richard had to admit that his dad had done a neat trick with slipping him a well-spiked glass of punch while his mother’s back was turned, dropping a wink and a grin as he did so. Sara and Will caught it too and grinned equally broadly. Richard was most looking forward to meeting his uncle. He hadn’t seen Uncle Lee, his mother’s younger brother, for six or seven years, but he’d always felt comfortable around him. Lee arrived about 20 minutes later, and Richard registered something which hadn’t meant so much to him when he was only nine years old – his uncle was unmarried. Had never been married either, judging by the way his mother immediately began teasing her younger brother with the “We’ll have to find you a nice girl” line. As the rest of the guests, most of them family, rolled in and the house filled up, Richard drifted into a conversation with Uncle Lee. He found that the older man’s deep voice was making him quiver, and he noticed, as he never had before, just how handsome and well-built his uncle was. The party continued along predictable lines, with presents being exchanged, some carol singing, and far too much food. Richard had to admit that, as annoying as she could be at times, his mother had surely outdone herself, masterfully roasting two turkeys in her dual ovens, and producing a huge assortment of home-baked pastries and cakes for afters. Later in the evening, as the dreaded turkey hangover settled over the company, he’d headed for the washroom, to find it occupied. No problem. He’d just go to the upstairs bathroom. Arriving there, he found that door closed too. But then, from behind the door, he heard an unmistakable moan – and then the sound of a familiar voice saying, “Oh, yeah, push that thing into me.” It was his cousin, Will. Richard was shocked, yes, but unmistakably turned on too. His tool grew to a rigid full length in his pants in seconds, and he stood there rubbing his bulge as he listened to the voice of his aroused cousin, and the loud slapping sounds which followed. He caught a low growl of “Keep it down, boy,” but couldn’t identify that voice. By now, he had snaked his hand down into the front of his pants and was playing with his erect, slimy cock. After another minute, his curiosity got the better of him, and he went to his room, coming back with a coat hanger which he slid into the tiny hole, popping the lock on the door. He heard a loud, “Oh, shit!” from inside as he swung the door open. The two men had frozen on the spot with that classic deer-in-the-headlights look. Both were completely naked, their clothes lying in scattered heaps on the floor around them. Will was sitting up on the counter top between the twin washbasins, his legs lifted up above him and resting on the shoulders of the other man whose muscles were flexed and clenched as he pressed his hand over Will’s mouth while he jammed his hips hard up against Will’s bare butt and thick, muscular thighs. The other man. Uncle Lee. Richard closed the door behind him and locked it again, then turned back to face the other two in all their naked and sweating glory. “Well, you don’t have to stop now,” he said with a chuckle. He then yanked down his trousers and briefs, releasing his rigid tool, already quivering with lust and dripping wet. Then Richard took a first really good look at the body of his uncle. His original estimate from a couple of hours earlier had fallen far short of the mark. Lee sported an incredible chiselled physique, with a just-right amount of fur across his chest and down the treasure trail to the target zone – where the root of his cock was just visible, outside the straining ring of Will’s asshole. Just as Richard added all those assets up, Lee resumed his fucking motions, unable to resist pumping Will’s ass until he’d bred the younger man with his seed. Richard just stared in awe as the entire length of Lee’s tool slid out until only the head remained hidden, trapped inside the tight ring of flesh. Will let out another moan as Lee plunged back into him, but Richard was consumed with trying to imagine what that enormous man meat would feel like inside his own ass. It had to be nine, if not ten, inches long, and thick with it. Dead straight, no hint of a curve or bend, that monster had to be hitting everything in range on the way up inside Will’s chute. Richard was speeding up his jacking motions in sync with Lee’s rapidly accelerating thrusting, and as Will was also yanking his cock faster and faster, it became obvious that everyone was going to cum – soon. Lee hit the finish line first, slamming into Will’s fuckhole at lightning speed and then abruptly freezing up, deep inside the hole, as his cock fired the first shot of his sperm deep into his nephew’s tight butt. He then kept rabbit-punching Will’s ass, driving each bolt of cum as deeply inside as his huge tool could reach. That set Will off, and his cock swelled up in his hand, and then blasted off all over his sweaty face, heaving chest, and tightly clenched abs. That left Richard. He’d started later than the other two, of course, but he was rapidly making up for lost time. But his uncle had other thoughts. “Get over here,” he hissed, and as Richard stepped towards him, Lee pulled out of Will’s ass and dropped to his knees, grasping Richard’s straining cock and sucking it deep into his throat. Lee pumped up and down on Richard’s tool three times and then Richard let it fly, pumping the hugest load of his young life into his uncle’s mouth. Lee gulped and swallowed as fast as he could go, but still had to pull off for a second to clear his throat, and then went back down on Richard whose cock was still squirting like a mad thing. When Richard finally stopped blasting off, Lee turned back to Will and applied his eager mouth to cleaning up the sticky mess that was dripping slowly down from Will’s hole and about to fall onto the floor and leave an unexplainable stain on the bath mat. While he was doing that, Will reached out to pull Richard over to him and began giving his younger cousin his first-ever man-to-man kiss. The sensation was so arousing that, almost before Richard realized what he was doing, he was busy jacking his cock off again and shooting a second load all over Will’s abs as Will busily showed him how men shared tongue with each other. “Lick it up and let me taste it,” Will said, and Richard eagerly dived down, sucking up all the mingled sperm off Will’s taut abs before resuming their eager kissing. Just as they were swapping all that cum between them, the door suddenly popped open again. It was Richard’s dad. The three sprang apart, with variations on “guilty as charged” written all over the three faces. “I wondered where you three had gone – but I think I just found out.” With that, he closed the door again and left them to digest what had just happened. Ten minutes later, three guys with sheepish expressions came in a line down the stairs. In the kitchen ahead of them, they could see clearly that the summit meeting was already under way – Richard’s father and Will’s father talking earnestly while the two mothers sat at the table, holding hands and sobbing. “Just come in here a second, please, fellows.” Richard’s father spoke with his customary polite tone, but the voice had an edge of steel in it. The three of them filed into the kitchen, and then lined up to face the summary judgement of the tribunal. A few minutes earlier, Richard had already been thinking that he would never forget this Christmas as long as he lived. Now, the realization was dawning on him that nobody else would ever forget it either – or, more accurately, be allowed to forget it.

I woke up this morning with a solid erection. I was lying on my side with Drew in my arms, spooning him with my hard cock pressed on his arse. He was still fast asleep so I used spit to lube my shaft and started gently probing for his hole. My helmet was soon pressed on his hole and I very slowly began to ease my cock inside him. I was over halfway in him and was gently fucking him when he woke up “morning daddy” and he pushed his arse back on to my cock so I was now balls deep. I rolled him on to his belly and fucked my boy real hard. I emptied my balls in him and just stayed in him enjoyin his loaded hole.

OK so I did the maths, and I have been fucked by over 6000 tops...bareback. and YES , I am still neg. I have been into slamming and giving over my rosebud since 2014 as well. Last Friday I was at the local Spa/Sauna in Brisbane..yup, Aussie guy here. I slammed a .2 then went and lay in the sling. Door open. As i rushed, my semi hard cock expelled beads of hot cum. Guys came, quick look, and went, then a hot hung guy walked in, and as my cock was still cumming, he dropped to his knees and began seriously devouring my sloppy, hungry as fuck rosebud. He slurped and sucked away on my hole and I could feel that it was really loose and sloppy. He then slid some fingers in and I heard him moan, and then it was his fist. Slowly but relentlessly entering me. Stretching. Pushing. Invading. My hole yielded and I felt cum flow from my semi hard cock as his fist entered my willing and hungry fuck chute. He bent down and took my semi hard cock in his mouth and feasted on the cum which continued to ooze from by cock. Then he turned his attention to my hole. "Talk to me slut" he murmured his hand snaked up inside me "I like hearing dirty stories. Especially from sluts like you. You have a seriously hot loose and fucking hot fleshy rosebud hole which didn't happen by itself" ... I moaned, my eyes as big as saucers as my tongue poked out...in total piggy slut heaven. "Yes Sir, I read a story online, it was fiction about gay pnp, and that's what got me started, I got so horny reading the stories that I searched for more. I read as many stories as I could on pnp.It made me so horny i wanted to try it myself". He said what story? I said well. I read firstly storoes on Breeding Zone, and they were great..then this guy in here a couple of weeks ago while I was in the sling said have you read the one "Gay PNP Adventures" on the net, because that's what got me started" I hadn't heard of that one but the way he fucked me, and fisted me and made me snort more poppers made me curious as to the story he was talking about. I pretty much forgot about it, as his huge cock was pounding my hungry hole. Quite an audience had now built up. And he stepped to one side and looked at me with an evil grin as another guy took his place. I was going g to be getting that gamgbang i had always dreamt of. After about 8 loads being fucked into me after a couple of hours, the guy who fucked me first came back and said " you still here slut...you want to come back to mine and we really get your hole singing? Wow. Fuck. Yes. Please. Before I knew it I was following this hot hung stranger, who's hot load was marinating inside my slutty hole with 7 ..or maybe more..others, with the promise of more to cum! We got back to his place,, and he said I have a couple of mates coming to join us...when they arrive, we will do a slam all together, and then go from there. I must warn you though, they are all predominately tops. They love to breed and seed slutty bottoms just like you. And also piggy enough to suck on hot red fleshy rosebud holes." I was oozing more cum just thinking about it. True to his word, his mates arrived. BTW his name was Chris. As his mates slammed, one of them said, "Why don't we look up one of those stories you mentioned Chris, and copy what the story says"? Chris answered, "Which one?" And one of his mates said, ," Well, which one was the most extreme?" Chris laughed, an evil kind of laugh. .then he coyly said" type into your search engine 'Brad's First Gay PnP Gangbang" . Chris stopped for a second, and said , 'Are you sure you want to copy what that story says ,because it's pretty extreme?" The guy that had asked said, " fuck yes Chris. Look at this slut. He is ready to take anything!" So....they did the search, and treated me as if I was 'Brad' in the story. If I survive...I will yell you what happens next!!!

Chapter 1 – Starts with Gene, Ends with More I met Gene at a bar one night many years ago. That night, we went back to his place to have sex and we’ve kept in touch since. Over the years, both of us have broadened our sexual horizons and have shared most of that with the other. Gene is now 42, tall, bald, and stocky, He has a great beard and a hairy body. I’m 44, tall, with short brown hair and a dad bod. There’s a bit of hair on my chest, ass, legs, and such, but no one would call me hairy. The first night was all about oral. We’d been drinking, it was late, you know the drill. We sucked each other off, and Gene surprised me by happily swallowing my load. The next time we met, we got into some rimming which led to Gene fucking me. Back in those days, we played safe with a new partner. Over the years, our tastes and interests have developed. Gene was the first one to bring up bareback, and I was the first to mention a sling. Gene brought up fisting, and I brought up pnp. We realized that we had lots of mutual interests, so we continued to meet, except now we’d party and fist each other in the sling. Gene came over one Friday night. We had planned a session that would last a few hours. Little did we know what the night had in store for us. I live in a ranch house out in the burbs. It can be isolating, but it’s also nice that we can make all the noise we want without bothering neighbors. Gene still lives in the gayborhood in the city. Where I am, there aren’t a lot of people on the apps, especially if you’re looking for something more exotic. Gene got there, we stripped, and lit the pipe. He was first in the sling. He’s got a great hairy ass and hole, and I really enjoy fisting him. First, I started out by eating his ass, getting it nice and ready for the deeper play. Plenty of Slam Dunk went into his hole to lube him from the inside, then I added a healthy portion of JLube. The same went on my hands, Slam Dunk first, topped off with JLube. We’ve played together enough that we know what the other’s tolerances are and I knew that Gene liked to go at it hard and fast. So, I inserted two fingers to start, added two more, and then worked my fist into his hole. He likes when I go deep on the first insertion, so I went in as far as his ass would allow. While I was in his hole, I’d clench my hand into a fist, letting him feel the fullness. One of the great things about fisting in a sling is that either guy can take the lead. Sometimes, I’d be in control, and other times, Gene would take over and ride my arm. We were having a good time getting his ass opened up, but he wanted to take a turn in mine. So, Gene got out of the sling, and I got in. Same drill with the lubes, and Gene was soon inside my ass. I prefer a good stretch at the start and Gene provided that to me, He would leave his knuckles at the entrance to my hole and flex them, letting me really feel my hole being opened up. We also did some depth play. We decided to take a break and smoke some more. That also meant checking the apps. Imagine my surprise when a couple showed up on nkp that was reasonably close by. They were both into fisting and pnp, So I sent them a message. It turns out they had moved in recently and were noticing the lack of available play friends in the area. We exchanged info, and I invited them over. They said they’d be there in about 30 minutes and had product that they could share. Will and Tom arrived as expected. They were psyched to find serious players nearby, and we all hoped that this would work out. They’re both mid-30s and handsome. Short hair, nice, toned bodies, and great personalities. Will is hairy and taller than his smooth husband, Tom. They quickly stripped down to jock straps and offered up their stash. We had a pipe ready to go, so we started with that. While we were smoking, I started playing with Will, and Gene went with Tom. We were fondling each other, tweaking nipples, and fingering holes. They seemed willing and eager, so Gene suggested that Tom get in the sling. He got in, and we got him settled with the stirrups and made sure that poppers were nearby for both. I could tell that Gene was excited about getting to fist this handsome man. The lube process was the same as before, and Gene started gently probing Tom’s hole. After just a short while, Tom said, “Just stick it in already!”. So Gene did. His hand slid easily in Tom’s ass, showing the skill of the younger man. Tom’s face showed his pleasure at being fisted by Gene. While Will and I were fooling around on the bed, he confessed that they had a hard time finding other fisters to play with. He told me this could be the start of a good thing for all of us. It certainly seemed good so far. Gene was feverishly fisting Tom’s hole. He’d go in deep, pull back, and sometimes come all the way out to reenter. Tom looked to be enjoying himself and was helping himself to regular poppers to keep the mood high. He looked great getting fisted, He’d reach back and finger around his hole and sometime spread his ass wide for Gene. Meanwhile, I was munching on Will’s hole while he sucked me. He had a nice hole with a good amount of hair around it. I like fisting or toy play with a guy with a hairy hole since it’s hot to see the hair dragging through the lube on your hand or the dildo. Poppers were used by both of us, and I become a total ass fiend when I’m snorting poppers and eating ass. Will was having a good time, and he was a great cocksucker too. Eventually, Tom left the sling, and Gene suggested that Will climb in. We decided to smoke some more before that, but then we got Will in the sling. His hairy body and orange jock strap framed his hairy ass nicely. Since I had already been rimming him, I went for the fisting right away. He took my large hands easily and really liked to control the motion of the sling. That was no problem for me, so I let him spend a lot of time riding my arm. Clearly, both of these guys were experienced at fisting, and they seemed to be enjoying our company. I had high hopes that there would be many repeats of a session like this in the future.

I think he meant "wiffed". It's old fashioned jargon for "missed". [think before following links] https://www.urbandictionary.com/define.php?term=Wiff Lots of homophone mistakes these days.

I think the way you "earn" the ability to offer more reactions is to reply to more comments (I mean text) from other guys, and/or create more of your own threads. Keep at it - it may take a little while, but it's not a tough nut to crack.

If I were going to a fuck party for a weekend I would love it if there was a poz not on meds top there . I would let it be known that I am neg and not on prep. Looking to get pozzed!

Not so much on my clothes, but I love it when I, myself, smell like piss, especially in the right places. I like to get hosed down with piss while naked, then use a blow dryer to dry my beard/chest/neck, then my pits, and then my crotch/genitals/ass crack. Repeat multiple times.

Your first name (or a name you'll respond to): Cumdump, Cocksucker, Bitch Your cell number (for texts and voice calls): Text 213 41O 8141 A location (be at least as specific as a zip code): SILVERLAKE LOS ANGELES Times you're generally not available: ANYTIME Age: 56 Height: 6-2 Weight: 180 Ethnicity: White

Love it

Got royally bred last night by my gay cousins husband. He was staying the night with us and he tried on a wrestling costume then I put mine on and next thing you know he’s hard and I’m sucking him; husband walks in on us, and joins us. I go douche and then I’m cunt up snorting amyl getting absolutely destroyed and yelling breed my faggot dump and make me a cum dump. Sore cunt today!!

For sure I would love to bottom at a party like that.

He said he wanted a sloppy bj but… I had a 27 year old Indian lad ask if he could have an anon sloppy bj in the dark. He was fit as fuck so I offered him my mouth with me in my pup mask. He arranged to pop round and found me on my knees waiting. He lost no time stripping down to his white socks and tight boxers and led back on the bed. i got to work on his cock in the dark and he was soon rock solid. I ran my hands up his body and tweaked his nipples, he reacted by face fucking me. Each thrust he got deeper and deeper in my throat until his dick was balls deep down my throat. Each thrust deliveried a salty precum coating and I thought he was gunna unload as agreed. He pushed my face away with his feet and made me sniff his socks as he rubbed them over my face. He then took control and changed his plans as he told me he wanted to slide into my hole. I told him just to do it and got on all fours, and turned around. No sooner had I turned round than his cock was at my hole and with a swift thrust he was inside. For a guy that only wanted a bj he was pretty keen on fucking my hole and groaned loudly and often as he worked himself up to unloading. He gave me a good fucking before finally shooting his hot load deep inside me, he gently thrust back and forth until his balls were fully emptied. He slowly pull down out with his cock pouring cum so I immediately dropped to my knees to take the rest of his load and clean him up. While I sucked and licked the creamed load he told me he needed that and that my hole would def get used again. He tagged my ass, dressed and left. Another satisfied and drained visitor!

I have. Ten days of penicillin and it was gone. 🤣

However, "fraught" can be simple (i.e. non-verb-linking) adjective, applied to a noun, as in @seekingversatility's post "edits were fraught" (the edits being the noun, i.e. these are fraught edits, i.e. difficult edits). See sense 2 in the Collins entry https://www.collinsdictionary.com/dictionary/english/fraught

This whole conversation is framed in topping/bottoming. But honestly if it were the sale of a vehicle; or removal of one of your organs; consent, agreements, and productive human interactions are founded in being able to trust each other. I'm certain we've all known people who were never true to their word. And I am most hopeful that most of us have known people whose word we could count on. What happens "normally" or "many times" are not the law of the land.... When it comes to what happens to and inside each or our bodies; which almost always includes our anus, the final say is the owner of the body. Anything else is some BS social crap that at best might become wank fodder.

I've just started going to an adult theatre and look for the least attractive older men to have sex with. I'm 47, cute, in pretty good shape. All my life I pretty much stuck with guys around the age I was , at the time. And looked for the cute ones with good bodies and nice cocks. Lately I want ugly men, fat guys, rail thin bony guys, small cocks, ugly cocks, hairy backs, acne scars on their faces, etc. I want to used by men who don't get many offers. I want to give myself to them. I want to swallow their loads. And get barebacked and bred by them. At first they are surprised I want them. They seem grateful that somebody desires them. And i really get turned on and desire them.But what makes me feel like a real whore is when they start to use me like a slut and take advantage of me as they wish. They treat me like any random hole.Then all the trolls come over to use me. When one is having his way with me, it's like a green light to any other troll to use me. I love it .

Pt.8 He reached down to where I was lying on my side and flipped me roughly onto my stomach, then put one foot over me and sat on the small of my back. He leaned forward and spoke into my ear, “You looked like a total slut, taking it!’ I could feel his fat hard cock pressing against my back, radiating heat. Dumbly, I replied, “Oh, thanks.’ I wasn’t sure where this was going. He said, ‘I think you ARE a total slut. And you want to be my whore. Am I right?’ Not used to being spoken to like this by a kid less than half my age, I wasn’t sure how to respond… He stood up again, and I moved to get up as well, but he pushed me face down hard, rudely. Suddenly, without warning, something rammed a few inches into my ass and whipped out again. I yelped with surprise and pain. I jumped to my feet and spun around to look at him. I realised it was the end of the long handle of the wrench, he had just pumped it into me and pulled it out. The cylindrical steel handle, its end covered in red rubber, was probably not as thick as Mike's cock... but it was hard and inflexible. Its rounded end was now wet with the post-fucking juices from my ass. My ass still twitching from the shock, I said, ‘What the fuck!?’ and he dropped the wrench and stepped towards me… I stood nervously, ready to run, but he put his arms around me and hugged his hard, slim body to mine. He reached down and took my hands in his, stretching back around me in a hot embrace—I could feel his warm breath on my ear. He suddenly made a quick move with his hands, and I felt something pulled tight around my wrists. In panic, I tried to pull away, realising that my hands were now tied. Fuck. It felt like a cable tie. Where did that come from? I was starting to feel really stupid. I turned towards the house and started to walk away, saying, ‘OK, that’s enough.’ But he came after me and—I’m not kidding—picked me up. Farout, this boy is strong. He cradled me in his arms, with my hands now tied behind my back, and carried me back across the grass to where the wrench lay. With none of Mike’s sense of calm control, he just dropped me on the ground. Before I had a chance to recover, he had grabbed my ankles and whipped another cable tie around them. I tried to kick away, but it was too late, he was already drawing it tight, and my kicking finished the job.

I am. Expelling a man's seed in his presence is disrespectful and demonstrates a complete failure to understand the cosmic importance of the sexual act and the male orgasm. I would consider a physical rebuke for such a transgression entirely appropriate. It is the moral obligation of the inseminated female to retain the man's payload as long as possible. If there is some contingency that necessitates its intentional release, then the female should wait until the man has left. He should be able to continue through his day with the thought that his gametes are surging ever forward, up into the fertile cunt that he worked so hard to gift with his essence.

That is hot and similar to what another army veteran Dom top has suggested to me. Balls abused, pierced and then scrotum cut open and balls left hanging whist btm still being fucked. Then skinning of the cock and after he is satisfied, the balls and cock roughly cut off like in revenge castration. However he did suggest some drug stimulant to keep the btm from passing out. He is also hoping to make the btm cum from the pain when the balls are left hanging and being manipulated, sort of like the last seed coming out from the dying balls. Scary but hot.

Chapter I. When I was in college, I dated this great guy. He was out on campus and at home. Over that fall semester, he told me he’d never brought a guy home and would love to show me around his hometown. He was from a decent-sized town with like three gay bars. We’d had some raunchy times together, and he’d just started letting me top him bareback. He’d dated guys his senior year, but never played raw and told me he’d had a reputation for being a bit of a prude. Now that we were off-campus and had our own apartments, it was easier to fool around, but we both had roommates. Our fuck sessions were limited to nights when his or my roommate had an evening class. We’d gotten good at scheduling dates, but forcing sex to happen on a schedule was a bit of a drag. When we had planned evenings together, I always carried a ‘fuck bag’ with lube and condoms, until one night, unscheduled, we met up crossing campus. He’d been flirting with a guy from home that he’d met on one of the apps. My guy was super horny. He basically pushed me into the bushes behind the library and bent over grabbing his ankles. He begged me to fuck him raw, so I obliged, lubing him up with spit and slid right in. It felt so very good. My guy was usually kind of passive, but the outdoors, the risk of being caught, and whatever he’d been texting with this other man really got him going. He was pushing back on my raw cock and riding me hard. I had no trouble staying hard, as sometimes happened with rubbers, and had to pull out and slap my dick on his slippery hole a few times to keep from cumming too soon. After three times trying to delay the inevitable, he moaned and begged for my seed. I rewarded his efforts by pumping my load deep into his hole and rocking my hips forcing my cum deep inside him. We were both sweaty, but pulled our clothes on and went our separate ways. We kept fucking raw like rabbits, in alleys, behind bushes, in mensrooms, darkened lecture halls, and even back at our own apartments. Now, headed off out of town for our first road trip together, we even fucked in the station as we waited for the bus to take us back to his hometown for Thanksgiving break. When we got to our stop, a guy my dad’s age met us at the station and gave my guy a big bear hug, and me a sincere handshake and pat on the shoulder. My guy introduced him as Tom, and we hopped in. Tom drove us to my guy’s parents’ house and told us he’d see us around. Turns out, they’d dated, and had broken up when he wanted to fuck my boy raw, but my boy wasn’t ready. Turns out too, that he was the guy he’d been sexting with that first night I’d bred him in the bushes. As he was driving away, Tom stopped and reversed, winking at us and saying we should go out with him to one of the gay bars tonight, sort of a homecoming, adding that he had someone special he wanted us to meet. We headed inside and were greeted warmly by my guy’s parents. We unpacked a bit and got ready to change into something for dancing and started making out in his bedroom. He pulled his jeans down as we kissed and brought my hand to his bare ass, still wet with my load from the bus station men’s room, and had me spread his ass cheeks wide. He asked me to get his hole more wet with spit. I started to spin him around to rim his ass, totally ready to eat my load out of him, but he shook his head and spit into my palm, bringing it back to his hole. I stood there spitting on my cupped hand and forcing it into his sloppy hole. He laid his head against my chest as I stood there, spreading his cheeks and fingering his ass. He kissed me as I worked to wet fingers in and whispered, ‘remember this position. We’ll need it later.’ He winked at me, pulled on his clothes, and headed downstairs. I was rock hard and horny for whatever was going to happen that night. I tucked my dick into my pants, put on a fresh shirt and headed downstairs. We waved goodbye to his parents and went back to the curb, where Tom was going to pick us up and head to the bar. Just as Tom’s car approached, my guy asked me if I would be ok with him getting fucked by another guy, like tonight. I thought for a moment, and my erection told us both I’d be totally ok with that. I grinned, but told him only if I were there and only if it was safe. My boy nodded, and we hopped into Tom’s backseat. To be continued…

Part 11 - Cheating away from home Another thing I have noticed many times over the years is that a lot of guys will do things when they are away from home that they wouldn't normally do - and this frequently includes cheating on their partners and fucking bareback. One of my friends worked for a major hotel chain in the early 2000s and each year he attended a two day industry conference. He told me that almost everyone at the conference - both straight and gay -was up for it and he never failed to score. He said that quite often there would be ten or twelve guys in a hotel room going up each other repeatedly. Most of them had partners and almost none of them used condoms. Around this time my partner and I used to spend a week in Ibiza with some friends and quite often we would end up in the Anfora, a gay club which was very popular at this time. It was usually very busy and also had a very active darkroom. My partner and some of this friends loved to dance and spent most of the time on the dancefloor. This suited me fine and on quite a few occasions I took advantage of the opportunity to visit the darkroom and have a bit of fun. It was on one such visit to the darkroom that I discovered one of our friends with his pants down. Derek was in his mid 30s, dark haired, tall and thin and was in Ibiza with his partner of several years. I didn't know Derek that well, but his partner was one of my partner's close friends. I had actually always thought Derek was a bit boring but now I was seeing a different side to him. He was standing kissing another guy and they both had their cocks out and were wanking each other. Derek's partner was on the dancefloor and he had obviously sneaked away for some fun. They kissed for a while and then pulled apart. I saw a flash of white as Derek's pants came down and then he turned round to face the wall and pushed his arse out. The other guy stood behind him and I saw him position his cock and push it right up Derek's arse. I was really surprised - not only was there no condom, but his cock went up so easily that I guessed that Derek was already lubed and had probably already been fucked that night. I watched from a discreet distance as the guy thrust his cock up Derek's arse. He was fucking him harder now and Derek had turned his head and was kissing the guy as he fucked him. It was not long before he pushed his cock up Derek and held it there, obviously pumping a load of cum into his arse. When he finished cumming and pulled out, Derek pulled up his pants and left the darkroom. When I rejoined our group, Derek was standing with a couple of our friends having drink by the dancefloor. No one would ever have guessed he had just taken a load from a total stranger in the darkroom. An hour or so later I noticed that Derek was absent again and I made my way to the darkroom. I couldn't see anything at first but once my eyes accustomed to the darkness I was able to make out figures and soon I had spotted Derek. Once again he was leaning against the wall of the darkroom, his pants were down and he was being fucked hard up the arse by a stocky skinhead guy. I watched them fuck and when the guy had cum up Derek's arse, they both pulled up their pants and Derek left the darkroom again. Over the next couple of years I watched Derek take quite a few cocks up his arse in that darkroom and as far as I know none of our friends or his partner had any idea what he was up to. A few years later I had split with my partner and was living in West London. One of my friends in Germany called me and asked me if I would like to meet up with one of their friends who was spending a week in London on a business course. He explained that Alexander was the partner of one of their friends. He was just 25 and their friend was a bit concerned about him being in London on his own. At first I had reservations as it sounded like the guy didn't trust his partner but my friend explained that the partner trusted Alexander absolutely and just wanted him to have some company and so I said yes of course. A few weeks later I met up with Alexander in a restaurant in central London on the Friday night and really enjoyed his company. He was a good looking young lad - he was quite small but was muscly with blond floppy hair and a really nice smile. He introduced himself and we shook hands and soon we were at a table enjoying a good meal. Alexander was very engaging and friendly and was keen to practice his English, which was excellent. He told me he lived with his partner, who was older than him, in a small town in the north of Germany and worked for a large multi-national engineering company. He said he travelled to Berlin once a month for a couple of days and enjoyed being in the city. He told me he had been to London before with his partner and was really enjoying the chance to explore London on his own. I wasn't sure what he meant by this but then he leant forward and told me he had visited a club and a couple of gay saunas while he had been in London. I asked him if he had enjoyed it and he grinned "Oh yes!" he said. As the evening went on, our conversation became more personal and I had the impression that Alexander was flirting with me, which was very pleasant. I really didn't think that anything was going to happen, but after our meal Alex suggested that we go back to his hotel for a few drinks instead of a bar as we had planned. I was up for that and soon we were in the bar of his hotel. After a couple of drinks I asked him if he had any plans for the rest of the evening and he grinned at me. A few minutes later we were making our way up to his room and as soon as the door was shut he pulled me towards him and kissed me. I was really turned on and before long Alexander was on his knees and my cock was in his mouth. He sucked me really well and I could feel myself getting close. I would have loved to blow a load in his mouth and could easily have done so, but I didn't want to cum yet so I pulled him up. We kissed again and then I pushed him on to the bed. He raised his legs and I pulled off his trousers and pants and went down on his cock. I sucked him for a while and them pushed his legs back, exposing his arsehole, and pushed my tongue up him. I licked him for a while, enjoying every minute of it, and then he asked me if I wanted to fuck him. I had somehow assumed that Alexander would be playing safe while he was away from his boyfriend, he had seemed a really sensible and responsible guy, but as he knelt up on the bed and I fingered some lube into his hole he asked me if I liked to do it without a condom. I said yes and he grinned. I positioned the head of my cock against his hole and pushed slowly up him. His arse felt really tight and he grunted in satisfaction as I pushed my cock right up him and began to fuck. I fucked him slowly at first, enjoying the feeling of a tight young arse on my cock and then I began to fuck a bit harder. I could tell Alexander was enjoying the fuck as much as I was and after a while I pulled out and he laid on his back. He raised his legs and pulled them back and I went back up him. I was getting close now and he was urging me on as I fucked him as hard as I could and then shot what felt like a massive load of cum right into his fit young arse. We laid back on the bed and then we kissed again. Alex took my hand on his hard cock and I began to wank him as we kissed and then I went down on him and sucked him off, ending up with a nice big mouthful of cum. Alexander invited me to stay the night and I went downstairs to get us some more drinks while he phoned his partner. He was just saying goodnight to his partner when I came back and after a while we got into bed together. I hadn't spent the night with a anyone for a while and it was really nice to be in bed with such a fit young lad. We laid in each other's arms and Alexander told me what he had been up to in London. He had visited the Vault and the Pleasuredome sauna a couple of times and several guys had fucked him. I asked if he had let them all fuck him bareback and he nodded. He told me one young guy had insisted on using a condom at the Vault, but when Alex had pulled the condom off his cock he had just shrugged and gone up him bareback. He then told me about some of the things he had got up to on his business trips to Berlin - he was certainly a young lad who did not hold back and it was clear his partner had no idea what he got up to when he was away from home. We drifted off to sleep in each other's arms and in the morning we showered together and then I fucked him again and dumped another load up him. Then, at his request, I took a piss on him. He told me he was spending the day with some friends he had made on his business course but on the Sunday afternoon he was planning to go back to the Vault for the underwear session. He grinned and told me he loved seeing guys in their pants. He asked me if I had ever been to the Vault on a Sunday afternoon and I said no but I had heard from friends that it was a really busy and horny event. Alex suggested I should go too and try it out myself. I wasn't sure I really had the confidence (or the body!) to cruise in just my underpants - but he was very persuasive and I found myself agreeing and he said he would see me there. I got to the Vault just before 5pm on the Sunday and stripped down to my pants. It was already quite busy and there was a lot of very horny sex going on in the room with the barrels and in the corridor outside the glory hole cabins. I didn't see Alexander at first, but after a while he came out of one of the glory hole cabins and grinned when he saw me. I bought him a drink at the bar and we chatted for a while. He was wearing a pair of white Calvin Klein pants which really showed off his fit arse. That was one of the only times I saw Alex with his pants up - pretty much every other time I saw him his pants were at this knees or down at his ankles as he took some guy's cock up his arse. It was all very horny - some of the guys who were fucking were using condoms but a lot were not and I saw Alex taking bare cock up his arse in the room with the barrels, the corridor and the recess area beside the glory hole cabins. He was bending over for pretty much anyone who wanted to fuck him and most of them fucked him bareback and I saw several fit guys cum in his arse. One time I saw him two fit lads were taking turns on his arse - both bareback. Alex motioned to me to join them and I fucked him after the second guy came in his arse and deposited yet another load up his cheating arse. Around this time I saw another side to one of my good friends. I had met James through mutual friends and had known him for about ten years. James was an accountant and lived in Glasgow with his partner. He was quite a serious guy but had a really wicked sense of humour and I had always enjoyed his company. I would usually meet him for lunch when I was in Glasgow and a few times he had invited me for dinner with him and his partner. James had been with his partner for five or six years and told me he had never been unfaithful to him. One time when we were talking about sex James told me he had only ever had sex without a condom with his partner - never with anyone else. He was really shocked and a bit disapproving when I told him I sometimes fucked bareback but I couldn't help noticing that he seemed quite keen to hear the details. We would quite often talk about sex when we met up and James always seemed keen to hear about some of the times I had fucked and been fucked without a condom. Some time later he admitted that he wasn't getting that much sex from his partner and was a bit bored. He also told me his partner was exclusively a top and evry now and then he really wanted to fuck someone. He told me that he had gone cruising in Kelvingrove Park one night when his partner was working night shift and had sucked off a couple of guys. The next time I saw James was on a Saturday afternoon about six months later and he told me he had been cruising a few more times and admitted that he had not only fucked a guy but had bent over and let two other guys fuck him. He assured me that it was all safe and he had used condoms every time. I told him he should go for it and enjoy it. He asked what I had been up to and I told him about going home with a couple of lads I had met in a bar and letting them both fuck me and cum in me. We were in James's flat and his partner was at work. James had had a few glasses of wine and as he poured himself another large glass his tone became even more confidential. He told me that his partner rarely sucked his cock and didn't like rimming. I said I loved doing both of these things and couldn't imagine not sucking cock or rimming a fit arse. James said "It's a shame I haven't got a fit arse!" and laughed. "You have got a fit arse," I said. "Do you think so," he said, still smiling. "Yes," I said "Do you really think so?" he asked. His tone was more serious now and I told him (quite truthfully) that I really did think he had a fit arse. He looked at me again and it was clear that we were both being serious now. I was really turned on and I could see that James was too. Without a word, James stood up. He pulled his trousers and his white underpants down and knelt up on the settee with his arse pushed out. "What do you think?" he said, almost shyly. I moved in behind him, pulled his cheeks apart and pushed my tongue right into his hole. He moaned "Oh fuck.....fuck!" as I began to lick his hairy arsehole. It seemed really strange to be licking James's arse - especially when I hadn't even seen his cock but somehow this made the whole thing even hornier. I rimmed him for a while and then he got up. His cock was hard as a rock and I took it in my mouth for a while and he groaned as I sucked his cock. We ended up in the bedroom, both naked from the waist down and we sucked and rimmed each other until James came in my mouth and then I unloaded in his. James seemed a bit embarrassed as we pulled our trousers and pants back on. I said that was fun and we should do it again sometime and he smiled and seemed to relax a bit. The next time I was in Scotland, I met James for lunch and I told James about Paulo, a Portuguese guy I had been seeing for a few weeks. I told James that Paulo had a really big, thick cock and was a brilliant fuck. James asked if I let Paulo fuck me bareback and I nodded. I could see James was really turned on as I described in detail how good it felt to suck Paulo's big cock and rim his hairy arse and how big his cock felt in my arse as he fucked and bred me. A short time later we were back at James's flat, where we sucked and rimmed each other again until we came in each other's mouths. I asked James if he would like to come down to London for a few days and meet Paulo and said I was fairly sure that Paulo would be up for a bit of fun. James said he would love to and then, a little hesitantly, said "But I don't think I could........ you know........without a condom." I said no problem - he could do whatever he was comfortable with and James smiled. He came down to London a few weeks later and I met him at the station and that evening we went out for something to eat. That night we sucked and rimmed each other and he spent the night in my bed. The following afternoon, we met up with Paulo and went for some drinks and a meal. I could tell that James was a bit nervous but I could also tell that he was massively attracted to Paulo - who was a really good looking, dark haired, hairy guy. James had quite a few drinks that night and was just a little drunk when we arrived back at my flat. It wasn't long before we all had our cocks out and James was down taking turns sucking Paulo and me and then we changed places and I sucked them both as James and Paulo kissed. Paulo bent over and I nodded to James to lick Paulo's arse. It was really horny watching as James pulled Paulo's cheeks apart and began to lick his hairy arse. I stood beside them and pushed my cock towards James's mouth and he alternated between sucking my cock and licking Paulo's arse. It was all very horny - at one point James was kneeling on the bed and I was rimming him and then Paulo rubbed the head of his cock over James's hole and James groaned but did not pull away. I knew that James was keen to watch us fuck so a little later I knelt up on the bed and James watched wide-eyed as Paulo pushed his big thick bare cock slowly right up my arse and began to fuck me. "Oh fuck," James breathed "Oh fuck.......that's so horny!" I groaned as Paulo fucked me and then James reached for the pack of lube and began to rub some lube on his arsehole. Without a word, he knelt up on the bed next to me and pushed his arse out. I guessed he was giving permission for Paulo to fuck him and when Paulo pulled his cock out my arse I watched as he positioned himself behind James, pulled his cheeks apart and pushed his cock against James's hole. It was one of the horniest things I had ever seen as Paulo pushed his big bare cock slowly but surely up James's arse. "Are you sure you want this?" I said and James groaned and nodded. I watched as Paulo began to fuck James and the sight of his big, thick, hairy cock thrusting up James's arse. James was groaning and pushing back as Paulo began to fuck him harder. I watched them fuck for a bit longer and then I moved round and pushed my cock into James's mouth. I let him suck me for a while and then I could see that Paulo was getting close and I moved round to watch as he thrust hard up James's arse and shot his load right up him. Paulo pulled his cock out of James's arse and we changed places. James pushed his arse towards me "Fuck me!" he groaned. My cock slid up James's arse easily and I began to fuck him. I was really turned on as I fucked James and he moaned for me to fuck him harder. I fucked him as hard as I could and before long I was shooting my load right into his unprotected arse. As I pulled out some cum slid out of James's arse and ran down his balls. In all the years I had known him, I had never in a million years thought I would see James with cum sliding out his arse - it was a massive turn on. I had one more experience lined up for James - his cock was semi hard and I took it into my mouth and began to suck him. When James was fully hard, Paulo knelt up on the bed and I guided James's cock towards his hairy arse hole and watched as James pushed up Paulo, a blissed out look on his face. James had told me he hardly ever got to fuck and now he was up Paulo's tight arse and clearly loving every minute of it. When James had cum and pulled out, we all showered and then spent the night together. In the morning we had another, equally horny, fuck session. At one point I was lying on my back and James was sucking my cock as Paulo fucked him bareback from behind and a bit later I was bent over the bed as James fucked me and Paulo fucked him - it was all very horny and a big change from the James I had known all these years. After that I seemed to lose touch with James - I guessed he had maybe gone further than he meant to and was not quite able to deal with it. I couldn't help wondering if he had gone back to the life he had before and put the whole thing behind him. In my experience though, once you start experiencing horny bareback sex it is very difficult to go back and I guessed that James was probably no exception........... Part 12 to follow

Chapter 3 when the applause died down everyone walked up to me and started to touch my body just like before. I loved all the attention they were giving to my nipples cock and ass they all made me feel so welcomed and so horny. My new boss stood up there next to me and gave me a grand introduction. Boys this is Chad and he has been accepted as our new house boy. This brought on another round of applause and cheering from everyone. So now we must christien him into his new role and new life the only way we know how to so i hope everyone has saved up their loads because everyone here needs to put a load in this boy before the end of the night to make sure his new status is brought on quickly. I want everyone to form a line one for poz and one with aids so we can make sure Chad knows how serious we are about making him a member of our life, As hosts and roommates we will have the first crack at his neg cherry. With that they rolled over a fuck bench to the pedistal and each man there was forming two lines as instructed behind the two signs on the floor i just now saw. One had poz and a biohazard sign on it and the other had aids and a skull and crossbones on it. They also put a few cameras on tripods around the fuck bench to get everything on film. My new boss carried me to the fuck bench and positioned me on it and handcuffed my wrists and ankels to the sides and everyone formed around me gropping eachother to keep eachother hard for what is to be a long night ahead. My new bosses were the closest near me since they were going to be the first to go at my ass and their death sticks were raging hard with their toxic precum dripping from their cocks. I licked my lips and was eager to start this night off right. My boss with the biggest cock was positioning himself to my ass and my boss with aids was starting to shove his aids cock in my mouth. Lucky for me I have no gag reflex so he was able to slide it all at once down my throat with no problem causing the group around me to burst into applause with my accomplishment while my other boss shoved his entire cock in one fell swoop causing me to moan in extreme pain and pleasure. I felt like my ass was split in two and was on fire. I bucked hard in pain and did all I could not to bite into the cock in my mouth. Thankfully someone shoved a bottle of poppers under my nose and the pain quickly turned to pleasure and they then both pile drived into me causing me more and more pleasure. I could start to feel both of them start to swell more and more and then with one final slam they both unloaded their toxic cum into my holes causing me to moan loudly and shoot one of my last neg loads. They both pulled out of me and as i could feel the cum dripping from my hole someone played over the loudspeaker ROUND 2 and the party was in full swing.

Chapter 33 "Hmm, don't suppose you have a shirt I can borrow seeing as you destroyed mine." "Ahh come on, it was in the way of your sexy chest, it had to go." I laughed and went in for a kiss. "Mmm I do love kissing you. I guess I can forgive you as long as you have something I can borrow." He went to his bag and pulled out a black t-shirt. "Here, wear this. With those pants, you'll look sexy as fuck." "Won't I be a little under dressed?" "Trust me no one will care. By the end of the conference no one gives a shit and please there'll be guys wearing shorts." "Okay you win." I put on the shirt which was a little tight on my frame but that just meant it really showed off my muscles and my tats. "Fuck I was right, you look good enough to eat." "Let's go before I change my mind and run back to my room to change." He grabbed my hand and lead me out of the room. We were still holding hands when we walked off the elevator towards the ballroom. Brandon was standing outside the doors with Xander deep in conversation. "You two look way too guilty," I said as we approached. They both broke into big grins. "Brandon was just eyeing every guy walking in to the party and telling me which ones he wanted to fuck." Brandon looked shocked at Xander. "You know, people who don't know you would have no idea what a sub you are in the bedroom with that feisty mouth on you." They both seemed to notice Mitch at the same time. "Hey guys this is Mitch. Mitch the big guy there is Brandon and the guy with the feisty mouth is Xander." They all shook hands and Mitch said, "so Xander, how's that ass of yours feeling? I understand it had quite the workout last night. I'm sorry I missed it." He blushed. "It was pretty fucking amazing. I'm a little sore today but Marty stuck a plug up there while we were at his shop to stop my cunt from leaking so much." "Nice! I take it you got some more loads, did you get anymore ink as well?" "Oh yeah can't wait to show you later." Brandon jumped in, "you would not believe this boy's pain tolerance. I have no idea how he lasted so long." "Well after the beating we put his boy's pussy through last night I can't say I'm surprised." Brandon noticed we were still holding hands. His eyes went a little larger, "umm, so how do you guys know each other?" "Mitch and I met at one of these conferences a few years ago but didn't have a chance to really connect so we've been catching up today." Mitch smiled, "mmm boy have we ever." Xander just laughed, "I can honestly say I've never met anyone quite like you Scotty. You are my fucking hero, not to mention you've totally changed my life this week." I winked at him, "glad I could help. Now why don't we go eat some food so we have energy for what's coming later tonight." The four us walked into the party and took everything in. Every year they tried to outdo themselves with the theme of the closing night party. This year was a beach theme. The waitstaff were all dressed in swim suits and damn did the guys look hot. Mitch and I were checking out the food stations when he nudged me and motioned to hot waiter walking towards us. "Hey, look at that tat below his naval. Does that look like what I think it does?" You couldn't see the whole thing but it definitely looked like the top of a bio haz symbol. "Hmm I think your right." "Good evening gentlemen, can I get you anything to drink?" We ordered our drinks and I causally said, "nice tattoo," then winked at him. "Thank you sir, I'll be right back with your drinks." We grabbed some food while waiting for the waiter to return. I started grinning as soon as I saw the guy coming back with our drinks. His swim trunks seemed to have slipped down on his hips a bit showing off more of his tat. Mitch took his drink and whispered in the guys ear, "hmm that tats looks a lot like the ones on my boyfriend's hip and back." "Hey hon do you mind holding my drink for a minute I'm going to hit the restroom," I asked looking right at the cute server. "Sure thing babe, take your time." "Umm sir, you should use the one in the back it's always less crowded." "Thanks," I said patting him on his shoulder. I'd been in the bathroom for about five minutes about ready to give up on the waiter when I heard the outer door open, then the second door. I was standing at the urinal with my dick out slowly stroking. "Umm, so do you really have a bio on your hip and back?" I turned towards him and lowered my pants just enough so he could see my first tat. "Fuck that's hot." "Now show me yours." He pulled down his trunks to reveal a beautiful red bio haz symbol. "You on meds kid?" "No sir! My gifter told me I needed to spread the gift." "Mmm good boy." He kept staring at my hard dick which was leaking precum. Finally he couldn't take it any longer, dropped to his knees and started sucking me off. Damn I hope he was right about this bathroom. "Boy, your lips look great around my dick. Yeah that's it. Oh fuck I'm getting close boy, don't spill a drop." With that I started cumming in his mouth and he sucked me dry. I pulled out of his mouth and did up my pants as I asked him, "what time you done tonight? "Around eleven, sir." "You should come to my room after, I'm having a few friends over whom I'm sure would love to play with you." "Thanks man, I'll definitely be there." I gave him my room number and headed back out to the party to join Mitch. I was grinning like a fucking fool. "Hmm so by the look on your face can I assume your bathroom break was a success?" "Mmm oh yeah. That boy can suck a mean dick." I showed him a pic I'd taken of the guy on his knees. "He is cute." "You'll get your turn if he actually shows up after the party." "Nice can't wait." He snickered and pointed to where our new friend was standing. "His trunks seem to be riding even lower now." You could see over half his tat, any lower and his cock would pop out. "Mmm such a good slut." We found an empty table with a good view of the dance floor to sit at while we ate. One of the guys out on the dance floor caught Mitch's eye and blushed. "Damn that guy just turned bright red when he saw you." He started laughing, "I gave him two loads yesterday, the second one while he was on the phone talking to his wife." "Damn! All these closeted men who play the second they're away from home, so hot." "He was begging for my load, never brought up status or asked for a condom." "Hmm, wonder if you knocked him up?" Our waiter friend showed up just then to remove our empty plates. He hesitated for a second then said, "excuse me, sorry to interrupt but I was wondering if you minded if I was to bring a couple other guys with me tonight?" He shyly pointed out a couple other hot young waiters standing over by the bar intently watching us. "They've both just started chasing sir." Mitch and I both, at the same time said, "fuck yeah they can come." He smiled and gave his buddies the thumbs up sign. I grabbed Mitch's hand and pulled him up, "come on let's go dance." There were about fifty people out on the large dance floor. You could tell the alcohol was flowing because there was a lot of dirty dancing going on. Ladies grinding up against guys, gross I know right, but over in one corner was a small group of guys dancing together. We headed in that direction. I started to laugh when I saw Xander backed up against Brandon grinding away in the middle of the group. A couple of the guys had taken off their shirts to be more in line with the beach theme and were quickly being groped by the others. A man who clearly worked for the hotel was speaking to a couple of guys to the right of us who had been making out. Looks like he was trying to quiet the action before it turned into a full on orgy on the dance floor. Damn too bad. The guys he was talking to smiled and walked away. Hmm okay. He saw me watching and approached us. "If you're interested, we've set up a special dance room for, umm, men where it's a little more private." I must have had a shocked look on my face because he added, "we've been hosting conferences for years and have learned a thing or two about how to throw a successful closing night party." He winked and told us where there room was located. I got Xander's attention and motioned for them to follow us. When I looked back I noticed our little group had expanded to about five guys following our horny boys. We made it down the hall to where an employee was sitting. He saw us coming, just grinned and opened the door for us. I guess it was obvious we were horny gay guys seconds away from fucking like bunnies. There was only four men in the room so far and they were all busy sucking face. Someone on our group said, "so can we actually fuck in here or just kiss?" I hadn't noticed that the employee had followed us inside. "This is a safe space gentlemen, you're welcome to do anything you like as long as no one gets hurt. There are condoms and lube over there, have fun." Mitch turned to me, "holy shit is this for real?" Xander was already naked bent over a table. He looked back at all of us and asked, "who's first?" One of the guys went to grab a condom but Brandon stopped him. "This slut doesn't allow condoms up his cunt. If you want to fuck him you go in raw and leave your load behind." He saw the poz pig tat on Xander's ass and started freaking out, "yeah sorry man that's too hardcore for me." "Fuck man, not for me, move out of the way and let me at that poz cunt," said one of the other guys as he slammed his hard dick all the way into Xander's sloppy cunt. "Damn you're a fucking whore aren't you. How many fresh loads you all ready got up there?" "Not sure, lost count sir, been collecting loads all day." A few more guys had entered the room and were quickly losing their clothes. A guy who looked like he was in his sixties but still in great shape saw my back tat and bee lined over to me. "Fuck, you toxic?" "Yep." "Hot, recharge my ass man," he said as he dropped to all fours. I quickly mounted him and started pounding away. He was a vocal bottom, screaming out telling me to give him my poz load. I noticed this younger guy probably in his twenties watching me with a look of hunger on his face. "You want this poz dick inside you don't you?" He shook his head yes as of he were in a trance. "You wish you were this guy don't you?" Again he shook his head yes. "Use your words boy, tell the room what you need." He quietly said poz cum. "I can't hear you boy." The guy I was fucking pulled off my dick, stood up and took the young guy's hand leading him over to me. "It's okay son, you ever had a poz dick inside you yet?" "No sir, not yet." "But you need it don't you son?" "Yes sir, I need it bad." "Good boy, now take my place on the floor and let this poz fucker change your life." Without saying a word the kid immediately dropped to the ground and presented his tight bubble butt to me. "Now tell the man what you need." "Poz cum sir. Please poz my ass." I gently started to sink my hard cock deep into his tight hole. He started moaning. The older guy never left the boy's side. "How's that poz cock feel son?" "Oh fuck, so good sir. I need this so bad." "You're doing so good boy. He's going to start really fucking you now. You ready for it?" "Yes please pound my ass." The older guy looked at me with an evil glint in his eyes, "you heard the slut, knock him up." I started to let loose, fucking him harder and harder. A group of guys had gathered around to watch. "Okay you horny fuckers," the guy older guy said, "here's how it's going to work. Anyone insisting on rubbers you guys fuck on the that side of the room, everyone else you're with us. Now, where are my neg chasers?" Nobody moved too afraid to raise their hand. "Ahh come on you sluts, I can tell by the tats on several guys here there's a few gifters in the room so man the fuck up, be like this guy on the floor with the poz dick in his cunt and admit what you need." Three guys slowly raised their hands. "Good boys. Poz tops get busy." With that he went back to encouraging my boy to join the club. "Damn," I said, "you're even more twisted than me." He grinned, "it's my fucking mission in life to bring as many guys into the family as possible. Some just need a little push to get started." I finished shooting my load and pulled out of the bottom's ass, moving around so the old guy could take my place and the boy could clean me off. I looked around and saw that everyone in the room was fucking raw. Either the safety guys left or realized what they were missing and joined in. I found Mitch and walked over to watch him breed the married guy he'd already given two loads to yesterday. "Damn you slut," I whispered into his ear, "what would your wife say if she knew you were about to take your third poz load of the week?" "Wait what? He's poz?" "Mmm, I am," Mitch called out, "just found out this afternoon. Do you want me to stop fucking you?" The guy hesitated for only a second as Mitch started to pull out. "No, ohh my god no! Keep fucking me, please." "Good answer, I wasn't really going to stop." He slammed in deep and shot his load. "Now stay just like that and let some more of these gifters feed you their loads." Mitch pulled out and another guy eagerly took his place. We walked over to the corner to take a break and noticed it was almost eleven. "Should we head back to my room and see if those waiters actually show up?" "Good idea and if they don't we can just make out." We pulled out clothes on and were heading towards the door when the older guy stopped us. "Damn, you boys aren't leaving so soon are you?" "We've got some neg waiters from the party meeting us back at my room in a few minutes. You're welcome to join us, plus I can't imagine with the main party winding down, the hotel will let this continue much longer. I'm Scotty by the way and this is Mitch." "Hey Scotty, Mitch. I'm Walt and that sounds like a great plan. Just let me grab my clothes and I'll meet you by the elevator. Mitch took my hand, gave me a deep kiss and lead us out of the room. We didn't have to wait long before Walt showed up with Brandon and three other guys. "No Xander," I asked? Brandon just grinned, "nope he found a hot poz daddy that lives close to him and they're busy getting acquainted." "Nice good for him!" The elevator arrived and I said to the group, "well guys, should we go poz some more neg boys?"

Chapter 32 Mitch Hi guys, I need to hijack the story for a bit to bring you up to speed with me, Scotty will be back shortly. Here's the deal. When I met Scotty all those years ago I had the biggest crush on him. One of my biggest regrets was not following through with our planned three-way, so when I looked across the room today and saw him sitting there looking hotter than ever, I knew I had to talk to him or I'd never forgive myself. I was thrilled how things went from there and couldn't believe how much both of us had evolved into sluts in such a short time. I hadn't given much thought to my status over the last year as I've become a no load refused guy. I never asked any of my hookups their status, I just didn't care. I few guys would be vocal and say things like, 'take my dirty load', and 'hope you like my gift you dumb fuck', so I was pretty sure I'd taken a poz load or two but honestly I didn't care. I'd never gotten sick so I didn't know if I'd been knocked up or not; however, spending time with Scotty got me thinking and now I was really curious to know my status. After the panel discussion I started heading to the next session but I couldn't get poz Scotty's out of my mind and my dick was rock hard. Fuck it, I wanted to know if I was. I'd seen a couple pharmacies close to the hotel so I figured what the hell. The second store I went to had one test left. I grabbed it and headed back to the hotel. I was a horny nervous wreck while I waited for the results. I didn't know which I wanted more, to already be poz or to be neg so Scotty could knock me up. Scotty I went back to my room and grabbed a quick shower then headed back down to the conference. As the last session of the day was wrapping up I received a text from Mitch. 'Can't stop thinking about this afternoon.' 'Me either.' I took a quick pic of my crotch where you could plainly see the outline of my hard dick and sent it to him. 'That's your fault.' 'Mmm! I'll gladly take responsibility for that. Looks like you could use a warm hole right about now.' 'Don't suppose you're up for a repeat?' 'I'm headed to my room now. Last one there bottoms first.' I didn't even try to hide my bulge as I grabbed my bag and headed to the elevators. I heard a few snickers as I passed by but I didn't care I was a man on a mission. My timing was perfect as I reached the elevator to find him waiting there. When he saw me his face broke into a big grin. He whispered in my ear, "since I made it to the elevator first technically I won, so I get your ass first." "I can live with that. But if this fucking elevator doesn't arrive soon you're going to have to breed me right here." Luckily the doors opened right then and we all loaded in the car. It took every ounce of self control to keep our hands off of each other. The second we were inside his room he ripped my shirt off sending my buttons flying across the room. "Fuck I don't know what it is about you that makes me so damn horny but I need inside that poz ass so bad." "Easy tiger, let me get my pants off first, I really like this pair and would rather you didn't ruin them too," I said laughing. "Sorry about your shirt but seriously man you need to be naked now." I quickly stripped and went for his mouth. He kissed me hard and deep like a man dying of thirst. He broke away, looked at me with hunger in his eyes and said, "bed, stomach, now." I assumed the position spreading my legs to give him access. I expected to feel his dick entering my hole but instead was pleasantly surprised to feel his beard on my hole as his tongue started to probe inside me. "Fuck you taste good, nothing better than a cummy hole." "Oh my god yes," I cried out, "eat my ass." He continued rimming my sensitive hole for another twenty minutes until I couldn't take it any longer. "Fuck me, need ahhh, cock ahh, now," I managed to stutter as I was grasping for breath. "You want me to fuck you?" "Yes!" I screamed out. He flipped me over onto my back and slammed his hard dick all the way in letting out a loud groan as he bottomed out. "Fuck, you have an amazing ass." He started pounding me into submission, damn he was good. "I'm getting close slut, you ready for my load?" "Fucking give it to me!" I said wrapping my legs around him pulling him into me. I felt his dick spasming releasing his load deep inside me. As soon as his dick started to soften and leave my ass I rolled us over so I was now on top. Without missing a beat I place my extremely hard cock right at his hole and sinked into his tight body. "That's it stud, my turn to take your toxic load. Fuck me hard." Now don't get me wrong I love orgies, nothing hotter than a group of hot sweaty bodies exchanging loads but there's something so intimate about just two guys who are so into each other. As I was moving in and out of his ass I leaned down and started kissing Mitch. There was something so intense about our connection I couldn't get enough of him. He kissed me back, putting his hands on my face looking deep into my eyes. "Give me your strain you fucking poz stud, recharge my ass." With that my dick exploded shooting one of my biggest loads deep inside his ass. I gave him a deep kiss as my dick was slowly deflating. "Fuck that was hot when you told me to recharge your ass." "Mmm glad you liked that, seems this past year I managed to get myself knocked up." "Wait, what, how, I'm confused." He laughed, "after our first fuck I couldn't stop thinking about your poz cock and wondering what my status was so after my panel discussion was over I ran to the pharmacy and got a rapid test." He reached over to the bedside table and grabbed the test strip. There, clear as day were two beautiful lines. "Well fuck me! Isn't that the hottest thing ever," I said kissing him again. "I have to say I'm a little disappointed I don't get to be the one to knock you up but on the other hand, there's nothing sexier than fucking another poz guy." I was sitting on top of him and could feel his cock growing against my back. I lifted up and sat back down on his dick. "Mmm, you like my poz dick in your ass? Damn I like saying that, my poz dick." "Yeah you fucking slut I love your poz dick. Now give me another load." "I've had a lot of sex but holy shit that was wow," he said as I collapsed next him after he finished giving me anther load. "God, intense right?" "Yes! Damn I wonder how long I've been poz." "Mmm, I wonder how many sluts you've knocked up and didn't even know it." "Oh fuck l didn't even think of that. Damn that's hot." We laid there for awhile chatting while he ran his hand up and down my tats. "You really like my tats huh?" "Oh yeah! Nothing turns me on more than a hot guy with tattoos." "We need to get you some of your own. You'll have to come up to the city and visit me some weekend and I'll take you to my guy. You'll like him, he's as big a slut as we are." He started chuckling. "What's so funny?" "I just realized we've been a little preoccupied so I never told you, I'm not in Florida anymore. I transferred to your city about six months ago." He had a big grin on his face. "Fuck, are you serious?" "Yep, I'm in the East Village." "Well damn! You've been blocks away from me for six months. Too funny." "I kept hoping I would run into you but nope it took us flying to the other side of the country to finally hookup." "Well you were definitely worth the wait." My phone buzzed so I looked and saw a text from Brandon wanting to know if we were going to the closing night party. "Everything okay," he asked. "Yep just Brandon asking about the party tonight." I looked at the clock and saw it was almost seven. "Fuck, I suppose we should take a break and make an appearance. Oh and then you can introduce me to your boy from last night. I'd love to add my toxic cum to his sloppy cunt later." "Great idea but I think we should probably rinse off first. We smell like sex." I sent Brandon a text telling him we'd meet him downstairs in about a half hour. I reached my hand out to Mitch and lead him to the bathroom. "Okay, let's go get clean so we can get dirty later."

Chapter 31 I woke up late Thursday morning and rolled over to see Xander cuddled up against Brandon. When I looked closer I noticed that Brandon's dick was lodged firmly in Xander's ass. Not sure when that happened but I was pretty sure it wasn't that way when we finally crashed last night. I left the boys sleeping and went for a run. When I got back they were still out cold so I jumped in the shower to clean up. As I was getting dressed I started to hear some moaning coming from the bed. It sounded like Brandon was awake and giving Xander his first load of the day. "Morning boys, how's that cunt feel this morning?" They both answered at the same time, "sloppy as fuck man," and "sore but so good sir." I chuckled, "damn Xander I have to say I've never met anyone quite like you before. Did you even come once last night?" He thought for a second, "oh sir, nope I didn't. I was so focused on my cunt I never even gave my pathetic little cock a second thought." "That's because your little dick's not important," Brandon said, "god gave you an amazing cunt for real men to use." With that he grunted and shot his load. "Fuck I really should have found a plug for you yesterday to make sure all those loads stayed in place." "I thought the same thing last night, that's why when I woke up in the middle of the night with Xander up against my chest I could feel some cum leaking out so I stuck my cock inside him." Xander rolled over and gave him a deep kiss. "Mmm, thank you!" He got quiet for a second then asked, "do you really think I got knocked up last night?" He was so fucking cute. I sat on the bed next to him and took his hand. "Son, if your body's not in the process of joining team poz right now after the job we did on your boy pussy then I don't think any amount off cum can do the job. Why, you're not having second thoughts are you?" "Oh god no! Just wondering how long I'm going to have to wait to get my biohaz tat, those are so fucking hot." I leaned down and gave him a kiss. "I'm so glad I went for that run the other day and ran into you, this has been one hell of a conference." Brandon seemed to notice I was dressed for the day and said, "I suppose we have to responsible employees today huh." I laughed, "well I think I need too after yesterday, but I'm cool if you want to chill today. I don't think there's anything pressing for you to attend." "Sweet, thanks. Xander and I talked about going back to Marty's and getting some more ink." "I'm sure Marty will love that. You boys have fun." I kissed them both then went down to the conference. I found the session I was looking for and settled in just as they were getting started. About halfway through the presentation I looked around the room to check out the crowd and see if there was anyone I recognized. Sitting a row in front of me on the other side of the small room was this really hot guy that looked familiar but I couldn't quite place him. He must have sensed me staring at him because pretty soon he turned towards me and looked at me. After a few seconds he got a huge smile on his face. Holy shit I think that was this guy named Mitch. We'd met a few years ago at another conference and I almost hooked up with him and his boyfriend but he backed out at the last second. If I remember correctly, he told his bf he wasn't ready to do a threesome. I was so pissed. Anyway, back to now. Damn he looked even better than I remembered. He was sporting a nicely trimmed beard and looked like he'd filled out a bit. He was about my height but definitely had more muscles. He caught my eye, pointed to his arm then to me and gave me a thumbs up sign. The room was on the warm side so I had rolled up my sleeves, which gave him a good view of my tats. I didn't have full sleeve tats back then but I seem to recall he had a thing for tattoos. I felt my cock waking up. Damn this session couldn't get over fast enough. I couldn't tell you a word the presentors said after I noticed Mitch. I don't know about anyone else but ever since I joined team poz I can't get enough sex. I'm horny all the time. You'd think after the last two days I'd be good for at least a day or two but nope I needed more. As the session ended I debated about making a break for it or going over to say hi. Luckily I didn't have to decide. By the time I bent down to grab my bag and stood up Mitch was standing right next to me. "Scott right," he asked reaching out his hand. "Yeah Scotty, and you're Mitch?" "Yep, I was hoping you'd be here. I really wanted to run into you. Do you have plans for lunch? Want to grab a bite?" No, yes, and fuck me now! "Nope no plans. Lunch sounds great." We left the hotel and headed a block over to where there were a bunch of restaurants. "I'm really glad you were here this year Scotty. After that last time we met I've been hoping to run into you again." "I missed the conference the last couple of years. This is the first time I've been able to make it back since the time I hung out with you and your boyfriend." "You mean the time I got cold feet and backed out of you fucking me?" I laughed, "yep exactly, I was just trying to put it in a nicer way." "You know I have to say I really kicked myself for not going through with that threeway. I was so into you." "Don't worry about it, it's not for everyone. So, you still with that guy?" He started laughing, "oh you'll love this. So if you remember, he's the one who wanted to open our relationship up and I was hesitant." "Oh yeah I remember. I was so pissed at you." "Well the week after the conference he finally talked me into going through with it. Turns out I fucking loved it, him not so much." That made me laugh even harder. "That's so perfect, I love it!" "Yep turns out I'm a big ole slut." "So you're not still together then," I asked. "Oh god no, we broke up about a month after that. What about you, still doing threeways?" "Threeways, fourways, gang bangs hell yeah." "Man I saw this party advertised for last night. Some guy was whoring out his new boy, no loads refused." Hmm, interesting. "Where'd you see this?" "On bbrts, it's a barebacking site, oh sorry if that offends you." He was too funny, "yeah you're fine. I never use condoms." "Oh thank God! I was taking to some guy a few weeks ago and mentioned fucking raw and he lectured me for a half hour about how stupid I was being. Needless to say we did not fuck." "So this party last night, were they looking for poz guys to knock up the boy?" "Oh man did you see it too? I mean the ad said no load refused but poz guys preferred, so yeah seemed like a pozzing party to me." "How come you didn't go?" "Well, I waited too long to ask for an invite and honestly, I'm not sure if I'm poz or not so," he shrugged his shoulders and smiled at me. I pulled out my phone and pulled up the pic of Xander I used in the ad. "Was this the slut?" "Yep that's him. Wait, did you go?" "Umm yeah I threw the party." "Holy shit are you serious?" He got all quiet and asked, "so did he get knocked up?" "Well he took forty loads, the majority of which were poz so I'd say yeah we were successful." "Damn I'm so hard right now." "So what about you? You said you don't know if your poz, does that mean there's a chance you might be?" "Well, I haven't tested in over a year and I don't usually ask my partners status so who knows." "Nice! You on PrEP?" "I was, stopped taking it about a year ago." "You are a slut. You chasing?" "I wouldn't really call myself a chaser but I figure it's going to happen sooner or later." "And you're okay with that?" We were sitting side by side so he reached for my hand and placed it on his crotch under the table. He was rock hard. I squeezed his cock and said, "I think we need to get out of here now." We paid the check and made it back to the hotel in record time. "Your room or mine?" He asked. "Yours, if that's okay. It's not that I mind groups but right now I'd really like some quality one on one time." "Wait is that slut staying with you?" "He's not but when I left my room this morning he was still there with my assistant." "Oh my god, you're fucking your assistant? I love it." "Then you'll die when I tell you his uncle is my doctor and he's one of the guys who pozzed my ass." We barely made it into his room before he grabbed me and forced his tongue down my throat. His hands were busy trying to take my clothes off. He broke off the kiss and ripped his shirt off over his head showing me his tight sixpack covered with a nice layer of blond hair. I walked him back until he got to the edge of the bed, then pushed him so fell on his back. I quickly removed his pants and his hard cock jumped out. "Damn you horny slut going commando," I said as I swallowed his eight inch dick. I sucked his balls then moved my tongue further down to taste his sweaty ass. "Mmm, yummy," I moaned. I got him nice and wet and stuck a finger in his hole while eating him out. "Oh my god you're driving me crazy. Stick your fucking poz dick in my ass please!" He screamed. That's all the encouragement I needed. I slammed in balls deep, his ass gripping my cock trying to milk my load out of me. "Fuck you horny slut you want my poz load bad don't you?" "Yes! Give it to me man. Give me your dirty load." I was so turned on it didn't take me long to explode deep inside him. "I sure hope your versatile because it's your turn to breed my cunt now man." "Hell yeah!" He wrapped his legs around me, flipped me on my back and before I could even catch my breath, plunged his hard dick all the way in. "You like it rough don't you slut?" "Fuck yeah, breed my cunt. Harder man, destroy my ass." He continued pounding away for about twenty minutes, telling me what a whore I was. Soon I could tell he was getting close. He started kissing me as he shot rope after rope of cum into my ass. We kissed for another ten minutes or so then collapsed on the bed. "Fuck that was hot. I'm sure I've taken poz loads in the past year but hearing you tell me you were giving me your poz load was such a turn on. Thanks for that." He glanced at the clock and noticed the time. "Fuck, I'm on a panel that starts in twenty minutes. I better get cleaned up. Please tell me we can do that again tonight." "Absolutely, and I might even be able to arrange for you to have a go at the slut from last night." "Mmm the more the merrier." We got cleaned up and headed back down to the conference with a promise to meet up later.

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."