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Chapter 1 Holden was trying unsuccessfully to tie his bow tie in the hotel room mirror as he prepared for his big day. His nerves were tying him in knots. He was getting ready to marry his girlfriend of two years. He should be overjoyed but the stress of the day was getting to him and to add to it his cousin and best man had still not shown up. Frustrated that he was unable to tie the bow tie he accepted defeat. He took a seat at the edge of the bed and held his head on his hands. Just then Alex flew through the door, with his tux in a garment bag flung over his shoulder. “Dude! Where’ve you been?”, Holden exclaims as he jumps up and hugs his cousin. “So happy to see you! The ceremony is in less than a two hours!” “Don't worry, buddy! I’ve got you!” Alex meets Holden in the embrace. “We have plenty of time. I just got a little side track”, He says with a little smirk. “Oh man, what’s his name?”, Holden asks. “As if I ever stick around long enough to get a name”, Alex laughs. Alex immediately starts to undress to change into the tux. His nicely defined chest is in full view. Below his belly button is a biohazard tattoo on full display. Holden knew his cousin had contracted HIV a couple years back and always admired him for his pride. “Why are you so stressed, man?”, Alex asks seeing the worried look oh his cousin’s face. “I don’t know, man, the wedding, I can’t tie this damn tie, you being late… on top of all that, Rachel has been holding out on me for the last few weeks so my balls are filled to the brim” As Holden explains and Alex continues to change his clothes, he pulls down his pants. Wearing no underwear he exposes his big, hairy uncut cock. this is not the first time Holden has seen his cousins dick. Both Holden and Alex would fool around with each other when they were younger, jerking each other off, but it’s been a couple years since his seen Alex naked and his dick looks even bigger than he remembered it, glistening in the light for his recent fuck. “Well, if you’re horny, I can definitely help you with that”, Alex states with a devilish grin. His veiny dick twitches as he makes the bold statement. “Shut the fuck up, I can’t do that! I’m getting married in a couple hours”, Holden exclaims trying to look Alex in the eye but keeps glancing down at Alex’s growing member. “Dude relax! You need to relieve some tension and you know I’m good at the”, Alex says with a smirk as he goes over to Holden and begins rubbing his shoulders. Holden exhales deeply. “You definitely were good at doing that”, he says with a smile. “Seee! Now just sit here on the bed and I’ll take care of you”, Alex says as he sits Holden down at the foot of the bed. Fully naked Alex begins to undo Holden’s belt and unzip his fly. Holden leans back and rest his elbow on the bed as he watches his cousin get to work. Alex pulls out Holden’s instantly hard cock and begins stroking. Holden fat dick immediately starts leaking precum and Alex squeezes it out of the fat head and uses it to lube his stokes. Holden lets out a deep moan. Pulling down Holden’s tuxedo pant, Alex continues to explore Holden’s body, massaging Holden’s massive balls and massaging his taint “Looks at those massive balls! Don’t worry stud you’ll still have plenty of baby juice for tonight” Alex says admiringly. “I remember back in the day you used to shoot 5-6 massive loads a day. Holden opens his eyes and shoots his cousin a dazed smile as licks his lips in enjoyment. As he does he notices Alex’s heavy dick is now sticking straight up. His huge man dick making him even hornier. Still stoking Holden’s cock, Alex repositions himself standing on the edge of the bed. “You wanna taste my cock, don’t you?”, Alex asks. Looking him in the eye, Holden nods with his tongue out and Alex guides the back of Holden’s head to his hairy dick. Holden senses are jolted as he takes his cousin’s huge cock. The musky smell of his cock and balls tell him the his cousin hasn’t showered in a couple days. The tangy taste is a mix of cum and ass juice from who knows how many hook ups. His throats expands as he tries to accommodate his cousins fat dick head as it flares deep Inside. “Oh fuck! That mouth is so good. Why haven’t we ever done this before?”, Alex moans. Holden briefly take the hairy dick out of his mouth and states, “I’ve always wanted to” and the continues slurping on his cousin’s cock. Encouraged my Holden’s enthusiasm he explores under Holden’s balls and probing his tight hole. Holden moans on Alex’s cock. “Now that you got my dick all lubed, are you ready to graduate to the next step?” Alex asks. As he does he sticks two fingers deep Inside Holden’s jock hole. “Fuck, you got me hard as a rock but you’re positive”, Holden states. “Don’t worry, I can wrap it up for you”, Alex says with a wink. Without waiting for a response he grabs a condom and some lube from his bag and props his cousin’s muscular legs on his shoulders, he slides the condom on, lubing it up after he’s done. Holden stokes his cock and lubes his hole as he waits in eager anticipation for his cousin’s dick. Alex lines his fat cock up with Holden’s hole and pushes in. Holden lets out a short scream as his hole is stretched to the limits. As Holden gets accustomed to the size, Alex continues to slide in until he’s balls deep. “You ready for me to fuck the cum out of you?”, Alex asks. Holden nods with the hunger in his eye. Alex begins fucking his hard and rough “Fuck! This hole is better than I imagined”, Alex states as Holden moans, his eyes rolling in the back of his head. Alex grasps Holden’s dick and starts stroking it as he fuck him with long deeps strokes. As he stokes Holden and he watches his dick slide in and out of this hole he notices that the condom has broken and what remains is a wadded up ring of the base of the condom 3/4 of the way down his shaft. As he continues to fuck him in steady strokes he states, “Holden, the condom broke but your silky insides feel so good I can’t pull out”. “Fuck! please don’t pull out. I’m gonna bust soon. I need to shoot this load”, Holden responds as he grasps the shaft below and feels the broken condom. “You gonna bust with my big raw dick Inside you?”, Alex asks. “Yes sir!” Holden responds as Alex strokes his cock. “Seeing you shoot that load is gonna send me over the edge stud. My poz dick is already so close”, Alex taunts. “Oh fuck, sir!”, Holden responses “You want me to flood your hole with my poz seed?", Alex continues. “Oh fuck I’m so close”, Holden states. “Tell me you want it faggot! Tell me you want my dirty load!” Alex demands. “Please give me your poz load sir!” Holden says with desperation in his eyes. With that Alex pounds hard, deep and rough on Holden’s hole and with in seconds Holden’s whole body tenses up and begins shooting his load. “Fuuuccckkkk!” Holden screams as the load is pounded out of him. “Fuck yeah give me that load!” Alex states. Huge volleys of cum shoot all over Holden’s muscular chest. The sight of this begins to send Alex over the edge. Pounding harder and faster his balls tense up and his dick head flares as he anchors himself deep inside his cousin. “Take my poz load you stupid fucking faggot!”, Alex screams as he blast toxic cum deep inside Holden. Holden clamps his muscle hole around Alex's angry dick and pulls out the last drop of his dirty seed. For a few minutes he continues to massage his load into Holden's wretched hole with his massive dick. When Alex finally pull out his still hard cock he presents it to Holden to clean it off and with out a word Holden sucks it clean tasting the mix cum, blood and ass juice. After, both me are sweating profusely as they try to catch their breath after the hot fuck. The only thing Alex can think to say is, “ I bet that helped relive some of your tension” and both me begin laughing.

My mom and I lived in the house I grew up in after my parents divorced. The original thought was after I graduated high school I would go off to college, but sometimes life happens and plans get delayed or changed all together. After high school I decided to take a year off of my education and do some local work project to build up some cash reserves. Thinking back now, I am so glad I did. The summer after high school our neighbors, an elderly couple, decided to downsize and sell their home. I recall seeing a moving truck there one day, but was too busy to see the new home owners. A few days later I was doing some yard work outside, mind you it was summer and pretty warm, so I was already sweating and thirsty. I didn't hear anyone approach, but soon I heard someone asking, "excuse me". I looked up to find this very attractive man, probably late fifties, standing beside me with a cold beverage in his hand. "Sorry, I didn't mean to startle you. My name is Jake, I just moved in next door and wanted to come introduce myself. I saw you outside working hard and I thought you might need a cold drink". Jake extended the drink out to me. "Thank you" is all I could say as I accepted the cold cup full of iced tea. Jake stuck out his hand, "and you are?". I took the cup away quickly, "sorry. Tim, great to meet you". I grabbed Jake's hand. Jake held my hand a little longer than necessary and I quickly got a sense of his strength and the length of his hand. "Good to meet you Tim. It seems you take great care of your yard, that is admirable", Jake said. I chucked, "I try, but this is my mom's place and when I finally leave home for college she might have to actually hire someone to do what I do for free." "How long until you are off to college?" Jake asked. "Not until next summer. I decided to take a year off and work". "Smart thinking" Jake said. "If you need some more work to do, please let me know. I don't really have time to maintain the yard, house, and pool." "I would love to help out, thank you for asking" I said. Jake said he would pay me, which I tried to talk him out of, but he wasn't having any part of it. "You can of course use the pool whenever you want, added perk", Jake said. "Oh man, you have a deal then" I handed the cup back to Jake and thanked him. "Why don't you come over tomorrow and I can show you around. You can swim if you want to and then maybe get started the day after? How does that sound?" Jake asked "I will see you tomorrow then, and thank you again Jake, looking forward to it. I said as we waved and Jake walked back to his house. The next day, in the late morning, I strolled over to Jake's. I decided to wear my swimsuit to let Jake know I was still interested in swimming. Just my swimsuit and a tshirt. I knocked and waited just a minute. Jake answered the door, swinging it open, "Hi Tim, great to see you". Jake was wearing a tight tank top, and very loose gym shorts. "Please come in" he said while waving me inside. Jake's house was very well decorated, with a lot of plants and sunshine, and very clean I noticed. I liked that and took note to keep it that way if I was ever around by myself. "You have a beautiful home Jake, thank you for inviting me over". I said. "No worries, hopefully you will be here a lot more helping me out, so please get comfortable and make yourself at home. I just finished up some work and was going to head out to check on the pool. wanna join me?". "that would be great". Jake led me through the kitchen to a patio door leading out back and the pool area. It was gorgeous, a bunch of plant life along with a nice medium sized pool. There were lounge chairs all around, great for sunning, I was jealous. I know how I would like to spend my days, here sunning. "There is another door to the patio", Jake pointed, "that leads to my bedroom", he paused for effect. "let me show you the pool equipment and then you can swim all you want. I am going to lay out and get some sun if you don't mind". "no of course not, it is your pool." I laughed. "besides a swim and sun sounds great, perfect weather". "The equipment is over this way." Around a corner, hidden behind a walled in area was the pump, filter, chemicals, and equipment. A very easy setup and system it seemed. "Easy enough. I can come by every other day, if that is ok with you". "sure, that works great. now for that swim. There are towels in that cabinet there and I will be right back", Jake said and walked towards his bedroom door. I got a towel, dropped it on one of the lounge chairs, and took off my shirt. I slowly got in and did a few laps as the water was very refreshing from the warm summer day. I didn't notice that Jake had returned, but when I looked up he was adjusting the lounger next to where I had dropped by shirt and towel. Jake was wearing bikini swim trunks now, which didn't leave much to the imagination. Jake finished adjusting his chair and turned to face the pool. I immediately noticed the outline of his cock, he seemed to be semi hard or very big while soft. My eyes were stuck on the front of his shorts, and I am sure Jake noticed. "how is the water Tim?" I quickly looked up at Jake, "water is great, thank you." Jake sat down on his lounger and started to get comfortable. "Tim, if you need anything please let me know, drinks or anything. I am going to get close my eyes for a bit". He started to spray on some sunscreen, "I fucking hate tan lines so try hard not to get them. I prefer an all over tan to avoid them". I think I knew what Jake meant, he liked to tan completely naked. I got out of the pool and quickly looked around, the backyard and pool were not visible by any of the neighbors, as the walls were a little higher than normal and all of the vegetation. "Do you ever tan naked Jake?" I asked quietly, not sure who could hear. Jake replied, "I love laying out naked, that is what I do when alone or company that thinks the same way. Tan lines are sexy in some situations, but not for me." I hesitated to ask what he meant by "in some situations", but I didn't. Instead I assured Jake that he should do whatever he normally would, about laying out naked. "Are you sure Tim?", Jake asked. "Sure, I don't mind at all" I replied. Jake responded "great" and stood to slowly remove his bikini swim suit. I did nothing but stare, how could I not? When Jake pulled the front down over this cock, I could then see that he was definitely soft at first, because now he seemed to be growing, and growing quick. Jake's cock was beautiful; uncut, veiny, and big balls. Jake stood up right fully now, with his dick swinging a little. "Thank you Tim, that feels much better." Jake sat back down on his chair, leaned back with his eyes closed and adjusted his cock in front of me. "Tim, if you want to lay out naked, it is alright with me", Jake said without looking at me. I started to get out of the pool and head for my lounge chair, quickly so Jake couldn't see that I was aroused. I quickly got my shorts off and laid on my stomach. "I love the heat on my body", Jake said. He looked over at me and said, "Tim you might get burnt on your ass, would you like some sunscreen?" "Yes, thank you. I hadn't thought about that". Jake sat up on his chair and took a tube of sunscreen, squirted some into the palm of his hand, then started rubbing it around my ass, from my lower back down along my inner thighs. He seemed to pay a lot of attention to patting my ass cheeks then sliding his hand through my crack, which was now aching. "I think I have most of it, but maybe just a little more to be sure", Jake said. "ok" is all I could get out. After another squirt into Jake's hand, I felt him applying the lotion again. Now I felt both of his hands on my ass, kneeding my ass cheeks and rubbing in the lotion. I felt him use both of his hands and pull my ass apart then releasing my cheeks. Jake said quietly, "fucking nice. you are definitely taken care of now". He patted my ass and adjusted to lay back down. As I turned to thank Jake I could see his cock was very hard now, his foreskin pulled back tight over the head of what looked like a wet tip. I stared at his big cock but murmured, "thank you". "Anytime, as you noticed, I enjoyed it tremendously". Jake said "um, I can see that". Jake propped himself up on an elbow and asked, "does it bother you that I got excited?" Finally I took my eyes off of his cock and looked at him in the face. "Absolutely not, the opposite really". Maybe that was too much information. Jake just smiled at me for a while and laid back down, "good" is all he said. He didn't soften at all, but rather seemed to get even bigger....or thicker. After a few minutes of silence I started to settle down, I could feel my cock shrink. Jake started chatting again, never opening his eyes, just relaxing while probing me, figuratively. "Tim, I am guessing you know I am gay" I laid my head down, so it faced him. I couldn't seem to stop staring at his cock. "Yes, I kind of figured". Jake continued, "By your reaction to my...situation and the way you reacted to me applying lotion to your ass, I am thinking you might also enjoy those same things. Am I right? Have you experienced things with men?" I had been staring at Jake's cock so had noticed he had turned his head toward me after he asked that question. As I processed my answer I glanced up and noticed him staring at me. "Jake, I don't know how much I should share, but you are somewhat close to right. I have only sucked someone before, but fantasized a LOT". I was rock hard again answering that, thinking back to all of my fantasies that involved me being fucked. "Do you mind if I ask what your favorite fantasy is?" Jake asked. I thought for a moment and decided to turn over, at this point I didn't care if Jake knew I was aroused. As I settled in on my back I started to relive my fantasy. "It isn't anything super sexy or special really, but since I knew I wanted to be with a man I have wanted a man to be inside of me, deep. I have had a toy in me and masturbated often like that, but never gotten to enjoy that for real". I realized I was breathing hard. I wanted so bad to wrap my hand around my cock and masturbate furiously. I kept my eyes closed and asked, "I hope I am not sharing too much". I heard Jake move on his chair next to me so I looked over at him. He was now on his side, cock straining, "absolutely not! I am very intrigued and interested in what you think about and fantasize about." I looked at Jake and asked, "can I ask you some questions about what you like?" "oh yes, please do" Jake answered. Thinking about the pictures and online porn I have seen I asked, "do you like to fuck or be fucked?" Jake didn't hesitate at all, "I like to be the one fucking for sure". I quickly asked, "why?". Jake took off his glasses and started to look past me, as though he was flashing through memories. As he started to answer I saw his hand slide down and hold his big balls in his hand. "For me Tim, I guess is the feeling of a man's ass on my cock, there is nothing like it. I love the slow penetration, watching him enjoy my cock as I slide into him slowly. I enjoy that naked contact of skin on skin, my cock all the way in him, and his pleasure finally taking over him. Simply amazing". Jake was slowly sliding his foreskin over the tip of his cock, back and forth, long slow strokes. His cock was just so nice, big and meaty. "Jake, do all men enjoy you that way? You seem to be pretty big". Jake let go of his gorgeous cock and laughed. "I think there is a compliment in there somewhere, but yes, they all do. It is the way that I fuck I guess. I don't believe in pushing in hard or forcing my dick into someone, no I would rather go in slowly and let him get used to me. Does that make sense Tim?". "Yes it does Jake, very much". I closed my eyes again and muttered, "just as I imagine it". "whew", Jake let out. "I have to go cool off, if you know what I mean and not just because of the heat". I opened my eyes to see Jake stand between our chairs. that big cock just bounced in mid air. Now that his cock was closer, it was truly amazing. Thick, long, and now I could see leaking wet. Jake turned to pick up a towel and bet over in front of me, his balls were huge and low, which I find very sexy. He turned back to me and said, "I hope to continue our conversation in a minute, just need to cool off". While he said cool off, he grabbed his cock again, right in front of me. He turned and I watched him head for the pool. He dropped his towel near the side and jumped in. I laid my head back down and tried to calm down as well. I laid there thinking about Jake's cock and really how his hands felt massaging my ass cheeks, it felt so good and wanted more. No way I could tell him that, of course, way too forward for me, but I could certainly think it. "uh um", Jake cleared his throat. I hadn't heard him get out of the pool, but he was standing next to me, already dried off. "I see you didn't cool off much in that time", he said as he saw I was still very hard from the thoughts and our conversation. I looked up at him, he was now only semi hard, but still...a thing of beauty. "Sorry, carried away in my thoughts", I said. Jake sat down again, facing me. "Continuing our conversation, what were those thoughts you just had, if you are ok to share?". I wasn't quite sure how to share those thoughts, because it is like a rabbit hole to me, but I shared this. "When you were putting lotion on my butt, the way your hands moved, where you touched me at, I loved that and was replaying it in my mind, over and over". "Tim, you have a great ass, I hope you didn't mind me exploring a little". I could see Jake's cock twitch when he said that. "No, I actually loved it". I was now breathing hard. "Well, in that case, I would love to apply more lotion or even better, give you a nice rub down. If you want". Jake said I really didn't know how to response, all I could come up with was "yes please". Jake said, "great!" and stood up. Now I could tell his cock was getting harder. Jake held out his hand for me to help me up. I took his hand and got up from the chair. Jake then turned and led me towards the patio door entry to his bedroom. When I walked through the door the bedroom was dark and it took me a few seconds for my eyes to adjust. Jake's bedroom seems normal enough, not sure if I was expecting some gay dungeon, but it was just a normal room. A big bed, night stands, dressers, TV, etc. Jake turned to me, getting closer until I felt the wet tip of his big cock brush against my thigh. "Let me get a towel for you and then you can lay on the bed". He said. Jake turned, leaving a small wet spot on me where his dick touched me, to get a towel from the bathroom. Jake returned with a towel and what seemed like a larger bottle of oil or lotion, I couldn't tell. He laid the towel out and asked me to please lay down on my stomach. I crawled onto the big bed and laid down as instructed. I then felt Jake get on the bed behind me. I felt him move up so he was straddling my lower legs. I felt some oil being dripped onto my lower back, down over my ass cheeks, and on my upper legs. "Let me know if anything is uncomfortable for you Tim", Jake said softly. I just moaned. Jake's hands started on my lower back, above my butt. He was soft at first, while moving his hands down over my butt cheeks to my upper thighs, using as much of the oil as possible. It felt great and I told him so, "that feels very nice". Soon Jake's hand were at my lower back again but this time applying more pressure and slowly moving them down ass, kneading my ass cheeks with the oil. I was lost in pleasure when Jake softly said, "you have such a beautiful ass Tim". "thank you" is all I could get out. Jake's fingers continued to caress my ass and then lingering in between them, over my ass hole, rubbing the outside of my hole and then moving on again, either to my lower back or down over my balls. I had never experienced that, but it felt so damn good!!! Jake did this a couple more times and then I felt him get up a little and lean in toward my ear. As he did this his hands were on either side of me, I noticed because at the same time I felt something else, hot and hard, laying on my ass crack. 'HIS big cock'. "It seems as though you really enjoyed that last bit Tim. I hope you it all. I am going to work your upper back a little now". I just moaned softly. Jake leaned back but his big cock staying in my ass crack. I felt some oil being poured on my shoulders, and ten some drops dripping on my ass crack, must be falling on his big dick too. As Jack started in on my shoulders his cock slid up and down my crack, his thickness spreading my cheeks apart. I started to feel things I had never felt before and only wanted more. I am was not sure why, but I started pushing back slightly on his cock, not really sure if he was noticing. When I was sure he didn't notice me push back on his cock, one hand left my shoulders and held my ass cheek, pulled it apart to let his cock head actually touch my hole. electricity surged through me. Then I felt a small pat on my ass and his hand returned to my shoulder. "I like that boy. It seems like your ass is aching". "mmmmmmmm. yes sir, it is aching". I managed to get out. Jake's hands started moving down my body again, over my back muscles to right above my ass cheeks. I could feel his cock between my cheeks, still hard and I was still pushing back on him slightly and I knew he was enjoying that. Soon Jake's hands were kneading each of my cheeks, his thumb would move under his big cock and brush my hole, first one once in a while then with every passing of his hand. Before long his thumb would get stuck on my ass hole, each time it would get stuck it would poke in a little or pull my hole open. I was feeling very very exposed to him and I really enjoyed it. "Fuck Tim, your ass looks so good and is so eager for something in it. Damn you really have me going." Jake said..panting hard. "Tim, I do have to apologize, I have made a bit of a mess....this whole time I have been leaking precum all over your ass." Jake reached over and took my hand, guiding it behind me to feel his precum all over my ass and crack. I was amazing I hadn't felt all of it already. I was very wet back there. He then guided my hand to his swollen, and very wet, cock. "ummmm...I told you, I am leaking like crazy." Jake said. "That's it, hold my big cock in your hand, milk some more out of me". I was definitely milking Jake's big cock. I had never felt one that big and only fantasized about it to this extreme. I wanted something inside of me, needed something inside of me, needed Jake's cock inside of me, BAD! I held Jake's cock in my hand and turned to ask him 'the' question. "Jake, will you fuck me?". Jake leaned down close to my face and said, "yes Tim, I would love to". Jake then kissed me fully, his tongue in my mouth, not sure I would have liked that, but I found it so sexy and sensual. I wanted more. Jake raised up and I started to spread my ass cheeks for him, but instead of his big cock, I felt his thumb slowly enter me. "Tim, I think I should fuck you with you on your back to start with." I looked at him with a puzzled look, I didn't understand. Jake continued, "Since it is your first time, and my cock is a little big, I can take my time and see the reaction on your face and now how fast to go. Plus the angle of my cock entering you will be easier this way. I know you want a cock in you from behind, and trust me I want to fuck you from behind, but let's start with this position." I felt Jake pull his thumb out of my ass, I felt so empty and wanting more. "Turn over Tim", Jake said while helping me turn over so I was on my back. Jake's fingers went right back to my ass, playing with me and then stroking his amazingly hard cock that was bouncing right in front of me. "Tim, I am going to lube you up to help me sliding into you". Jake grabbed a bottle of lube from nightstand drawer. I felt him drizzle some on my hole and then watched him lube up that big cock. It was so impressive to see. My own cock was twitching just watching him. Jake then took my legs and put them over his shoulders. while holding his cock with one hand, Jake asked, "are you ready Tim?". I nodded my reply, it was all I could do. Jake rubbed his wet cock head around my hole. "Tim, I want in your ass so fucking back, I am leaking everywhere. I hope that is ok". "Yes Jake, I love that feeling". "Tim, I want in you so bad, but I also need you to know something". "ok" "Tim I am hiv positive. Do you know what that means?", Jake asked. I felt the pressure of his cock at my ass now, slightly pushing. "Yes", I said letting the conversation drop. "Tim, I am on medication, and truly undetectable, but I wanted you to know before I push into you. I have been leaking in your hole for a few minutes now, but at this point it is your decision.". Jake stopped pushing. He looked into my eyes and I knew I wanted him in me so fucking bad. "Jake, please fuck me". Jake smiled and started to push in again. "Tim, you should push out a little, like you are taking a shit, but don't push that hard. It will help you accepting my cock.". I started pushing out a little, and at the same time Jake started pushing in. I felt a lot of resistance by my ass, not wanting that big thing in me, but our will power overwhelmed us both. In an instant it was like a 'pop' and I felt his cock head expand my ass open wider than I had ever felt before. It was painful, but at the same I just wanted more! Jake paused, "thank you baby, fuck that feels so good. I am going to start pushing some more". Now Jake had his hands on my hips and alternated looking into my eyes and looking down to see his cock disappear. "Good boy Tim, you have taken half of my cock already. here comes the rest". Taking the rest of Jake's big cock was more of the stretching and dull pain that there at been, but I could tell the pleasure was also increasing. I looked down at Jake's waist, which was so sexy but it is now I noticed my cock was only semi hard, but oozing a continual stream of precum. I had never done that before! I knew right then I needed more, much more! Finally Jake's hips were touching the back of my legs. "There baby boy, I am all the way in you, fuck it feels good". Jake said. Jake took one leg in each hand and started to slowly slide in and out of my ass. Jake's face and an intense look of passion and lust. "Your ass is so tight Tim, you are milking my cock" Jake said while watching his cock slide in and out of me! Jake pulled his cock all the way out of me and I was left open and panting, wanting more. I felt so empty! Immediately he pushed all the way in me, up to his balls. I moaned out loud...no it was more of a very loud whimper. "yes baby, take my big cock", Jake said. "You love it don't you boy?" I moaned a loud, "YES"! I was in pure ecstasy . I had never felt anything like it, the true fucking of a true man. My eyes rolled back into my head I felt so full with Jake in me, full of that massive cock. I looked at Jake again, his eyes were open and staring at me as he slid in and out. Jake pushed all the way in me and bent down between my legs so his face was just above mine. He then kissed me deeply and I returned his intensity and wrapped my legs around his back. Jake broke the kiss and looked me in the eyes, "baby, I need to cum so bad. I will tell you and then pull out and shoot my cum on your stomach and cock". He paused, looking at me. It look me few seconds to think, and I asked him, "is that the best way for you to cum Jake?" "No boy, I would love to fuck you fast and deep and then cum deep in you, but only if you wanted that too." Jake said. Again, I paused and thought, then looked into Jake's eyes, "I want you to cum in me sir, please". Still looking into my eyes,Jake began to smile and I almost thought I felt his cock swell a little more. "That makes me so happy Tim, good boy." Jake rose to kneel again between my legs, taking each leg in a hand. His look was of pure desire now, and that turned me on even more. Jake removed his hand from one leg and wrapped it around my hard cock. "That's it boy, we are going to cum together". He started picked up the pace of his cock sliding in and out of me. Each thrust back in me I felt his cock head touch an area I didn't know existed and heard the slapping sounds from his waist hitting my ass. "fuck yes boy. you want my cum, don't you?". Jack said while breathing hard. "yes daddy, please! I want you to cum in me". The pressure of Jake's big cock sliding in and out of me, hitting every pleasure spot, and his hand on my hard cock was all I could take. "Jake I am cumming, I am cumming" and shot my load all over his hand as he jerked my cock up and down. "fuck Tim, I am cumming, take my load boy". Jake pushed in deep and I felt his cock grow and then felt the pressure of a stream of liquid in that deep place in my tummy. Jake was shooting his hot cum into me...four...five...I felt the streams in me. Jake was cumming so much. Jake stayed buried in me....hand still on my cock. I noticed Jake was shaking a little as every drop of man cum left his body. Slowly, he stopped shaking and then his eyes opened and a big smile crossed his face. "oh fuck Tim, I am still dripping in you! That was so fucking hot. Your ass feels so good on my cock. Did you enjoy it too baby?" Jake asked I smiled wider than I had in a long time. "yes daddy, it was better than anything I could imagine". Jake slowly pulled his softening cock from in me and collapsed on top of me, head on my shoulder. He was breathing harder than me and I just wrapped my arms around him. I whispered to him, "I would love that again sometime". Jake raised his head from my shoulder and looked at me. "Tim, anytime you want me inside of you please let me know. I loved fucking you. Honestly Tim, I want to breed you so much". I closed my eyes and smiled, and then I felt his cum load making its way through my insides. I smiled even wider.

He pulls out, and I suddenly fully understand the feeling of emptiness. I so badly need his cock inside of me. I want to beg for it but then he orders me to turn around. I even get more excited when I lay on my back and see his beautiful blue eyes smile a smile that has so much viciousness in it, I can hardly believe he is the boy I have known half his life. He forcefully rams his cock inside and all I can feel is bliss. I smile at him gratefully upon which he smacks me in my face. Hard. And he resumes his rhythmical fucking. He spits in my face, one, two three times. I want to be your whore, Mark, I hear myself say. Another smack. Suddenly without saying a word he pulls out his cock and straddles me. I think he is going to come in my mouth, but a stillness takes over in him and then I realise he is going to piss in my mouth and he does. I immediately make it my task to make sure not a drop is spilled and I drink it, suck it out of his cock like an underfed baby grasping for milk. Thank you, I say after the stream finishes. He brings his face close to mine. Spits in it again and says, this time not even smiling: you are such a disgusting pig, Kyle. He means it. He turns around and puts his ass on my face again with the full weight of his body behind it while slowly rubbing it up and down. I lick it eat it devour it while at the same time struggling to breath. Every fucking second since this thing started I have been in heaven. I sense him being on his phone. After a few minutes he jumps off me and for the first time it seems like the ‘old’ Mark is back. Are you enjoying yourself? He asks Oh man, I… it’s… fuck…, is all I can answer. Good, he smiles, turn over. I do as I am told craving his cock in my ass, but I am not getting it. He walks into the bathroom and from there into the laundry room where I hear him moving shit. He is looking for something. Then he moves back into the bathroom and I hear him get something out of the white metal cabinet. He comes back into the bedroom. He sits on my back and when I want to look around he hits me in my face again. Remember you’re my bitch, and you do what you’re told. He says. He takes one of my ankles and pulls it to the side of the bed. I feel something surrounding it and realise it’s one of the green tie wraps from the laundry room which he connects to the metal frame of the bed. He does the same with the left leg. And I don’t know why but I get so fucking turned in by this. And then he starts fucking me again. Without even touching me, my legs spread pretty wide across the king size bed. I hear him panting, he must be close, but then the doorbell rings. He pulls out and walks away. And leaves me. Again. Very very empty. The fact that the high slowly starts to fade also makes me worried about someone else arriving. I hear him opening the door and he softly talks with someone while he walks into the living room. They whisper for a while. And I hear Mark laugh. He comes back into the bedroom. I see he has put in some boxers and a T-shirt. I wonder who the other guy is. He gets the Singapore airlines mask that’s next to my bed and puts that over my eyes. Don’t fucking touch it, he says and goes back to the living room. I hear them mumbling again, hear them doing something. Then they both come into the bedroom. That’s fucking hot, I hear a voice I don’t recognise say. I hear him take his clothes off and then he sits on my back, grabs my wrist and twists my arm on my back. It hurts and slowly losing my high and it being a stranger it’s suddenly less exciting. He ties something around my bicep, and when he says: in your own interest you better lie very fucking still right now, I realise what is about to happen. Oh mate, no, I am sorry, I say, I don’t think I am up for that. But he jerks my arm even more to the back and hisses: lie very fucking still I said. Hold his wrist, he tells Mark and I feel his cold clammy wrist grabbing a hold of mine and I lie there frozen. There is not a fuck I can do I realise as I feel the needle entering a vein. Everybody seems to hold their breaths. It feels like minutes pass. And suddenly there is movement, the needle leaves my arm, the tourniquet is removed, but I feel nothing. I just hear the guy say to Mark: put it around your arm. I hear Mark giggle nervously when it hits me. Oh fuck, I say. Fuck. Fuck and then I can’t breath. My upper body lifts from the bed and fear overcomes me. I can’t breath and then suddenly my lungs get so restricted I have to cough. But cough like I never coughed before. Oh no, this is hell I think, coughing, grasping for air. But then something else hits me. Electricity. A jolt. And my whole body jerks violently. A whole new dimension of, yeah what, horniness? No it’s way beyond horny and my ass sticks up in the air by itself, craving, literally craving to be fucked, to be ripped open, to be anyone’s ass. I’m totally at loss for words and then I hear the guy say: lie fucking still. And I realise he is busy shooting up Mark.

Last Sunday I gave Drew an hour long blow job. I ate his ass, sucked on his balls and took his shaft balls deep down my throat. He fukkin loved it and at the end he shot a torrent of sperm down my throat. I swallowed it all. Then came the surprise. I produced a new heavy stainless steel cock cage. I put it over his now soft shaft and closed the cock ring tightly around his balls. This is his third day wearing it and I’ve kept him permanently horny. I’ve been eating his ass and licking his nuts every day. I haven’t fucked him since last Saturday which is a record. I’m permanently hard and it’s hot watching Drew’s cock twitching and straining against the cage. He’s got one more day to go being locked up. Tomorrow night my buddies Steve and Hamish and Drew’s buddies Dwayne and Ryan are coming over. We’ve all been holding our loads so we’re ready to bust. I will lube his ass before they arrive and make him wear his open mouth gag. The 5 of us are gunna force our cocks down his throat and rough fuck his ass. He’ll be kept locked up until we’ve shot 2 loads each up his hole, 10 loads in all. He’s looking forward to it. I’ll let you know how it went down.

Chapter 18 That evening Jason and Jake enjoy a dinner in the city. After dinner, Jason receives a text from Tyler inviting them to an event. He looks up at Jack with a devilish grin and tells him that he thinks they are in for a treat tonight. 20 minutes later they arrive at a nondescript warehouse in a desolate part of town. They are greeted by an attendant when they arrive and pass through several run down rooms before they arrive in a completely renovated space in the center of the building that is laid out like a small theater with 70 or so seats situated around small raised platform. Jason and Jake are shown to their seats. The other seats are filled with well dressed men of various ages. Not long after an announcement comes on the PA system greeting everyone to the evening’s events. The MC then introduces a young man dressed only in a small black jockstrap, the front pouch so small leaving the man’s pubic hair on full display. The scantily clad man is escorted by and older man in a tuxedo. As the two men approach the raised platform and MC instructs the bidding to begin and as he does the scantily clad you man takes a seat on stool on the platform and spreads his legs wide…. His tree trunk legs on full display along with his well developed pec and well defined abs. The bidding begins at a furious pace…. $1000, $2000, $3000, $4000, $5000….. within a few seconds. The man is the tuxedo grabs a bottle of body oil from the stage and pours a generous amount on his hand and begins to massage it on the half naked jockstraped man. The young muscled man with his nipples fully erect, is excited by the attention he’s received and soon his jockstrap pouch becomes fully inflated. Bids quickly increase $7500, $10,000, $15,000, $20,000…. As the tuxedoed man oils up the young man in the jocktrap he pulls aside the jockstrap pouch exposing his fully erect cock and begins massaging it. The bids further increase $30,000, $40,000, $50,000 Precum leaks from the young muscle man but soon the auction is finalized with final bids $75,000 as the adonis moans. A handsome Persian man gets up from his seat to claims his prize. He quickly escorts the scantily clad adonis from the stage. His huge bulge protrudes from his well tailored trousers as they both disappear into a dark adjoining room off the stage. Jason and Jake are both rock hard watching the scene unfold before them. The men around them can be seen openly stroking their cocks through their unzipped trousers. The next prize is soon introduced and describe as a youthful muscular jock that has been recently received his first cock and eager to please. The prize passes through the scrim on the stage and to the shock and awe of both Jake and Jason is revealed revealed to be Brock, with a chain collar around his neck, he is escorted by Tyler. Tyler is fully clothed in a well fitted suit and Brock wears a leather jockstrap that reveals his dark hairy bush. His wrists are also bound to with a black leather strap around his back. As Brock arrives on the stage, Tyler pushes him to his knees. The bidding begins with at $5,000 and elevates quickly as he spreads his knees wide on the stage and heaves his muscular chest. As interest builds Tyler presses Brock’s face to the stage floor putting on full display Brock’s furry ass. The crevice between the furry mounts leaks cum onto the shiny stage floor and causes a frenzy in the audience. Tyler pulls a glass probe from his pocket and begins to penetrate Brock’s jock hole. As he does, more and more cum pours from his hole leaving a white puddle on the stage. The bidding final meet a crescendo with a winning bid of $100,000. The winning bidder steps out from the audience and Jason and Jake immediately recognize him as Dr. Long from HIV clinic. Unlike the previous bidder it becomes quickly clear that what Dr. long plans for Brock will not be done in private. Dr. Long is here to put on a show! He pulls out various instruments from his doctor’s briefcase and puts them on the stage as Tyler assists. A speculum is inserted into Brock’s hairy hole to stretch his hole wide. Forcing it to its limits the hole rips and tears and the speculum is cranked wider and wider causing Brock to cry out and beg for mercy. Dr. Long continues to open him even wider. Jason and Jack along with everyone else in The audience stoke their cocks proudly as Jack sees his formers bully being degraded on stage. Brock can feel air entering his gaping hole which is on full display. Dr. Long then pulls out a large test tube and announces to the audience. “My most virulent loads collected in my clinic and created in my own lab!” Shocked tones can be heard from the audience. “Want it boy?”, Dr. Long asks. “I need that poz cum sir”, is the only thing Brock can respond. Dr. Long begins pouring the thick liquid into Brock’s slutty hole. Men in the crowd begin to loose it and starts shooting their loads. Unable to control themselves. “Don’t waste your loads men. Shoot your loads all over the boys naked boy, down his throat and in his ass. Show him what a true faggot he is”, the doctor instructs as he empties the last drops of the toxic liquid in the boy’s hole. Bock arches his back to accommodate the massive amounts of toxic cum in his overflowing hole. Men gather around the stage and shoot their loads all over Brock ass and body as they watch in amazement as Brock cunt absorbs the highly toxic cum. The poz semen burns Brock’s hole but the feeling of his flooded hole along with the sensation of semen shooting all over his muscular body quickly has Brock hard and his cock slips out of the leather jock pouch. The doctor then pulls out his own cock, take out the speculum and aligns it with Brock hole and in one stoke slams in completely. Brock screams but Tyler positions himself in front of Brock’s face and slams his cock down his throat to keep him quiet. The doctor brutally fucks Brock and Tyler rapes his throat. Brock’s hole rips even further, poz cum sloshes from his holes as blood oozes onto the doctor’s massive cock. “My bloody cock is converting this jock faggot!” Soon after The doctor breathe gets short and his balls tense up. “TAKE MY TOXIC LOAD YOU STUPID FUCKING CUNT!” The doctor screams as he blasts his load into Brock cummy hole. At the same time Tyler shoots his load down Brock’s throat. Dozens of men loose it and shoot all over Brock glistening muscle body and on the stage. The doctor then pulls Brock up by his cum covered hair to his knees again revealing his cum covers body. Brock, with his Wrists still bound behind him, catches Jake’s eyes through the crowd and with a mix of innocence, shame and hunger, says “help me, brother” as he looks down at his erect dick protruding from his leather jock. Jake meets him with a cum filled kiss. Jake savors the taste of Tyler’s toxic load on his tongue and then instructs Brock to suck his father’s cock. Jason towers above Brock on stage, his massive cock sticking straight up. Brock devours the hairy member, he feels Jason blood pulsing through his vieny cock. As he does this Jake releases Brock cock from jockstrap and begins edging him. Gathering toxic cum from his leaking hole to lube his jock dick. Brock moans in pleasure sucking on Jason’s dick like a baby sucks on a bottle. Jake builds up Brock load and just before release he stalls his orgasm. Jake taunts Brock telling him this may be his last neg load judging by the amount of blood oozing from his cum filled hole. Brock’s balls are so heavy and his body tingles all over. he takes Jason’s cock out of his mouth only long enough to utter, “please let me shoot my last neg load sir” and furiously continues to suck on the magnificent man cock. With that Jake stokes Brock’s cock to abandon. Seconds later Brock’s cock blasts his seed high above the stage shooting jets all over Jason’s face a chest causing Jason to unleash his load down Brock’s hungry gullet. By then the stage is covered in cum and nearly all the men at the event have shot at least one load. Brock overwhelmed by what has just occurred and floating on a high of sex and cum, Brock passes out in a puddle of cum on the stage.

Just left from an intense anon fuck, got in to the open door, it was all dark, we agreed that I'll strip and get on my knees and put on a blindfold that was left for me. I waited about 5 min before I felt the presence of someone else, then realized it was at least 2 sets of hands touching me all over and feeling my prelubed hole (my partners morning cum of course). Then i was led to the bedroom, was put on my back, with my exposed hole and the one of them started rimming me and the other put a bottle of poppers for me to huff. then I realized there were 3 men in the room when I was ordered to suck 2 at a time when the guy that was rimming started playing with his cock head on my hole, slightly pushing in. that's when I started begging him to use me. so he shoved his entire cock all the way and I moaned in pleasure. he wasn't that long but thick and started pounding my hole nice and fast. when he came they switched positions and I tasted his cock with leftover cum and my ass juices while the other men pushed in my hole. this went on for a while and when they all finished dumping a load in me, still blindfolded I asked if they wanted to DP me. their answer was simple, "fuck yeah!" so I switched positions and sat on one cock while the second started pushing in and the third stood in front of me, allowing me to suck on his cock while feeding me poppers. i came like that and they all continued fucking me in doubles, alternating pairs till they all started cumming in me but continued fucking. When they finished I was plugged to keep the 8 loads they deposited in me. now I am ready and excited for me triple fuck later today!!! 🐷

Got bred my 1st load of 2024, FINALLY! Young bear from Bbrt while I'm visiting Vancouver. Took public transit and was slowed down by a 'police incident', had to take Uber to finally get to his place. He messaged I needed to give him a great bj to make up for his wait ...lol. I'd been on the run all day so took time for a quick clean out and shower keeping him waiting even longer. Found him on his back naked on his bed rubbing his average size hard on. He's much bigger than I thought from his profile pic and lots of beautiful dark hair everywhere. I climed on the bed and immediately go to work on with my mouth on his cock. He's very vocal about how hot and expert 'daddy's' mouth is! He let's me know it's been worth the wait, and we're just getting started. After a bit he says he's ready to fuck. I straddle him, apply lube, and sit on his raw cock with my starving hole. I ride him hard keeping his bed squeaking. He's even more vocal. "Oh daddy's horny, bet he’s been riding lots of guys with that hungry ass and sexy body." I don't correct him. My turn to speak; "Fuck me hard son." "Oh yeah, let me take you doggie then." We shift so I'm bent over the edge of the bed. He lines up and this time drives in. He's very vocal about the heat inside daddy's wide open hole. After a bit he let's me know he's getting close and wants to cum in my hot mouth. Contrary to my usual submissive self who acquiesces to my partners every need I tell him I want his load painting my guts. "Breed me big boy. Breed my hungry ass son!" He picked up his pace and soon pushed in deep to unload. From his moans and length of time pumped in a big load. When he pulled out I cleaned his cock. He loved daddy's return to oral and was soon hard again to his own surprise. We alternated between oral and him fucking me a few more times. "Hot daddy's gonna make me cum again!" When he did my mouth was on his hard cock. I swallowed an amazingly large salty load for number two. He expressed enthusiasticly how 'worth the wait ' it had been. It was now too late for transit and he insisted on driving me the half hour back to my hosts. It had been a long wait into 2024. Riding my fifth raw cock and finally got my ass bred! But it was well worth the wait! Hopefully the rest of the year will be more generous to my thirsty ass!

My pierced cock runs everything I do in my life. And, to be honest, I wouldn't have it any other way. I never used condoms ever because I was raised the my cum belongs inside whoever I chose to fuck and unload into. He/she/they/them - it doesn't matter. My pierced cock will always fuck bareback and pump whatever hole I'm fucking full of my DNA. A piece of me will live on inside of them one way or another. Just this past weekend I knocked up a man of God in trade so my bf could take a nap in in his room after a cruise. I knew as soon as I saw the man of God I'd have to fuck him, but my bf got his nap, and the man of God took his first pierced cock. Maybe something else took as well, but that's the mystery of life and letting your cock make decisions for you... I wouldn't have it any other way

sorry for the delay, been super busy with midterms hope y’all enjoy — A few hours later we had just had dinner and I had an intense craving for more cum. I tried to beat my dick so I could eat my own load, but my cock was totally soft and wouldn’t get hard. I then remembered the flesh light in the shower. The bathroom was empty and I went into the shower praying that my father had left a load in it. Getting on my knees I grab the flesh light and held it to my mouth. As I lifted it up the bitter taste of seman hit my tongue. I licked it up viciously trying to get every last drop. Once the flesh light was empty i grabbed the half finished bottle of water I had from dinner, as I drank it I reminded myself to ask dad if he could get new water since all the bottles in the closet had tasted strange. I half thought they were moldy because I always felt weird after drinking them. After finishing the water I was going to change into some pjs but as I opened the drawer the pink thong caught my eyes. I looked at it for a second before getting the sudden urge to put it on. As I slid the thin thong on I felt the string press between my cheeks. The front pouch just covered my flacid cock and balls. I walked to the mirror and began admiring how good my ass looked in the thong. Just then the door opens and my after walks in wearing only a pair of jeans. I can see not only the numerous tattoos covering his hairy body but also his massive nipples rings sticking out of his puffed up nipples. The only thing he had on his upper body was a thick industrial chain around his neck with a large lock on it. “Hey son I’m gonna be heading out to meet some friends. I'll be back in a few hours” he said as I stood mortified. “Oh looks like you found your step dads welcome gift you how’d you like it” he said as he walked up to me pressing his bare chest into me and grabbing my one of my ass Cheeks with his huge rough hand. “Um it’s alright I guess” I mumbled out in horror. “I’d say it’s more than alright on you son” he said with a smirk as he pushed on my buttplug. “I’ll see you in a few hours, don’t have too many guys over while I’m gone” he said with a chuckle. I just stood there for a while mind racing. My dad thought I was some kind of sissy that wears thongs and butt plugs. Hell I am a sissy wearing a thong and a buttplug, but strangely that didn’t bother me, in fact it turned me on. My dad had thought that I was dressing up to get fucked, my ass definitely looked good enough to be. I began mindless playing with the plug again. I couldn’t really be thinking of getting fucked, a few days ago I thought I was completely straight. But when I looked down and saw the stream of precum flowing through my flacid cock and thong I knew I needed to get fucked. I had heard that Grindr was the gay tinder and so I decided to at least check and see who was on there. I took some pictures of myself in the mirror and made my profile. As soon as my profile was set up messages came rolling in from tons of pictureless accounts. I ignored them and tried to find someone I thought was attractive. I soon settled on a large hairy man who claimed to be 6’5. I messaged him and while waiting for a response browsed through the messages I’d already received. Most were bland and basic, one word texts or people begging to suck my cock. One of the messages was different though, it said “I can tell you’re craving cock you stupid whore” Though in all honesty what drew me in more was the picture of a massive 6 in cock with it. “ I think I might be” I responded “Then come get some” and with that he sent his address. Without thinking I threw on a pair of shorts and a shirt and walked out the house. He was only 5 blocks away so it was a short walk over. As I rung the doorbell I realized I had no clue what this guy looked like. But I put the worry out of my mind as I was buzzed in with a deep voice saying “Third floor 2nd door faggot”

@fluffybutt I can't speak at all for Jaygusher, but I have to ask... really? As a fellow writer on here, I know it kind of annoys me and kind of comes across as unappreciative when someone makes a comment like that on a story that, let's face it, none of us gets paid to write. Be patient and maybe just give more positive support on here. He's not only writing a pretty high quality story but even adding his artwork, which I know has to take a lot of extra time as well. Patience is generally appreciated, at least in my book. Just a piece of advice on my part, take from it what you will. @Jaygusher Excellent work! You are writing a great story and doing something I can't even come close to with the awesome custom art work. Really enjoying the story so far and can't wait to see how far Uncle Chester takes Will. Keep up the awesome writing!

By all means, demand what you want. But withholding your vote if you don't get what you demand? Again, that's masturbation, because the voting outcome affects everyone, whether your "demands" are met or not. Agreed, and those who won't vote, or who throw their vote away by voting for someone with no chance of winning, clearly don't give a fuck about how those resources will be allocated - and absolutely need to shut the fuck up when they aren't allocated to their liking if they didn't vote in a meaningful way to affect the outcome. Because again, doing anything BUT voting for someone with a chance to win is exactly like masturbation - self-pleasing but ultimately wasted effort. These two things are diametrically opposed. If voting is only symbolic, then it doesn't determine anything. And if voting DOES determine how resources are allocated, then it's anything BUT symbolic. On its face, this sounds fine. But it ignores a basic fact: one of the two candidates is going to be better for you, and the other is going to be worse for you, and refusing to vote for the "better for you" one because he's "not good enough" means you deserve whatever the fuck you get if the "worse for you" guy wins. Voting is more than an "endorsement of you being in power". It's also very much a means of preserving the system long enough for things to get better, as opposed to electing someone who's going to blow it all up. And frankly, if you don't think that there have been benefits to you from the current administration, compared with the prior one, then I'm not sure there's any hope for you understanding any of this. Again, on its face, fine. But when one party produces (at worst) benign neglect and the other produces outright racism, I would think the intelligent thing to do would be to support the former. I backed a number of candidates in the past who were, at best, wishy-washy on LGBT issues, but they were far better than the ANTI-LGBT opponents they faced. And in my experience, sometimes benign neglect, while certainly not advantageous, gives one the breathing room to make further advances in the future. Having to fight losing battles against committed opponents is exhausting. Your mileage may vary. I'm all for pushing politicians to do better. But we won't GET politicians who do better if we keep letting the racist, misogynistic, homophobic right win elections simply because we fail to sufficiently support the only real alternative to that.

Don't normally go to Club 80 (sex club) on a Thursday night but was feeling horny. Different crowd to the weekend. During the week guys seem to want to fuck, blow and go. Friday and Saturday nights however guys are out to play throughout the night and it is not so easy to tell when a guy is going to cum... or if he is going to cum. I headed down stairs and in the space of 5 minutes had three guys reaching to feel my legs, tummy, chest, arms, cock and butt. These guys just wanted to bust a nutt. Good for me. I had three guys take turns for about 10 minutes. One guy urging the others to blow deep inside. Two guys my height... perfect hip height to comfortably slide all the way out and then back in without any trouble. Third guys was a bit talll... Not quite so comfortable. One by one the blew inside. A couple of minutes later... all four of us happy and content.

We chatted about his night and I briefly told him about going to the anniversary party which ended in a orgy at the baths, leaving out the part about his stepdad and brothers. We rtexted several time throughout the day, him filling me in on the gym escapades and saying that he wouldn’t be available tonight to get together since his stepdad was planning a “boys night out” for him and Shayne after catching them sleeping together last night. I snickered and was glad we weren’t talking on the phone, but were texting since I doubted, I could keep the surprise, I would be seeing him and his family at the baths tonight for twink night. 5) Mark I had known Adam all my life, I was seven months older then him and our parents belonged to the same club, which had a nursery for the kids as the parents played. My brothers James, and Shayne would play together with Adam and we developed a friendship, or at least till we began becoming aware of ourselves, as we developed, when I was around eight I noticed Adam avoiding us during the play dates our parents had. When my parents divorced, I still saw Adam because although they were separated my parents still came to the club meeting, about a year later Adams parents divorced as well, but nothing changed we still saw each other in the kids club. About a year and a half later My dad Jake started dating Julia, Adams mom, and I started seeing Adam at events outside of the club dates, that is when I first became aware of Adam’s best friend Robert or bobby as we would call him. When my dad married Adams mom, we had become an extended family and Adam avoided us at the Wedding, focusing all his time on Robert. It was a strained relationship between my brothers and our new stepbrother. I began thinking there was something more there, but then bobby moved to another town when his dad got transferred to a higher position. I was a year ahead of Adam and Bobby, my brother, Shayne was a year ahead of me and James was two years ahead of me in school. There was some awkward moment when we would be in the locker room together, since we were all on sports teams, in different sports for the most part we would see each other in the locker room changing frequently. When James moved on to college to play lacrosse, I thought that things might improve but they only seemed to worsen, when Shayne started college the next year playing Water polo, Adam did seem to relax a little and his focus became a little clearer and he got top honors playing football. When I graduated and soon started university on a soccer scholarship at my oldest brothers school. Things felt like they were starting to cool down, but me and my brothers had been living with our mom, Adam excelled his senior year having turned eighteen three months in, his best friend bobby had preceded him by a month. I had run into Bobby at the regional youth group for LGBT youth, and we had become friends, and on Bobby’s eighteenth birthday I had sucked him off and eventually had anal intercourse. Bobby and Adam had a sort of open relationship in that Bobby would tell Adam of his conquest, except me, he kept me a secret as I was a touchy subject around Adam. When we got together shortly after the new year and attended a anniversary party of a couple of LGBT youth group members which moved to the bathhouse for a CumUnion party, Bobby was a total slut and took all loads offered and managed to drop a few into some hot holes a well. When we met up with my eldest brother and my dad at the same party, the scene was set to bring the animosity to a head. My dad arranged for us to meet up with him and the two guys then next night for wink night at the baths. I drove Bobby and I to the baths, parked in the corner of the lot and walked to the entrance. James and his crew of about six frat boys were waiting outside “Dad did say get here around six thirty, he’ll be here about seven” James quipped and I Relied “ yeah let’s get inside and register so we can be ready when he gets here with the boys”. We stood in the short line and I handed the clerk our membership cards and ID’s, the cute twink desk clerk smiled and grabbed two lock boxes and keys and slid them across the desk through the opening, Bobby and I placed our wallets and my keys in the lockboxes and the clerk turned around and inserted them into the wall. Buzzed us in then Handed us the keys and a towel, leaned in and informed us he was off in an hour then check our bag. We headed over to the locker area and stripped down, Bobby reached into his pants pocket and pulled out two necklaces, one with Super rush and one with jungle juice attached, handed me one and as we turned James held out a plastic bag, “time to clean out boys, don not want any unnecessary messes do we?” He herded us to one of the clean out stalls and proceeded to help us clean out our holes. He rubbed some lube on our holes when we were finished then slid his cock into each of us, adding his precum to our holes. Having my eldest brothers cock in me was a first and I pushed back on his tool to get maximum pleasure from it. Bobby rode it for as long as he could before James said dad was here and we headed back to our lockers. We saw dad in the lobby, Shane and Adam blindfolded, he passed over their ID’s and paid for Adam’s membership then ushered they boys still blindfolded into the locker area, turned his head to James and Whispered his room number to him. We walked back towards Dad’s room, and waited for him there, he indicated he instructed the boy to strip and meet him at his room, so we wandered just out of sight and waited for their arrival. Dad greeted them in a harness and a towel, when they arrived, then he led them off to what we presumed was the clean out area, he left the door ajar and we entered, James texted a couple of his buddies what room we were in and asked them to show up in about a half hour to get the orgy going. James and I noticed the sling and helped each other to set it up alongside the bed, upon completion Bobby kicked back and James and I took residence on the bed. I began kissing James and he fondled my cock under my towel, Bobby played with his engorged cock while lying back in the sling his pink rose bud pointed at the door. Several minutes later we heard the key in the lock, the door opened and Adam and Shayne walked in, inn the dim light of the red bulb we could see the shocked expression on his face as he rushed to the sling and bent over and began kissing Robert, his cock lining up and sliding into his ass, Shayne came over and Joined James and me on the bed and soon I was riding my middle brothers cock as James feed me his. Dad upon seeing the union of Adam and Robert stepped up behind Adam and slid his cock between his cheeks. Dad reached back and opened the door without removing his cock from Adam’s rear. Adam wiggled his ass while pumping into Bobby and dad slid half his pole in. one of James’s frat bros entered and joined us on the bed, rimming Shayne, and stroking me. Another twink entered with a daddy and they were soon feeding Bobby their cocks, and asses as they would periodically turn around and let Bobby rim their holes. Adam pushed in deep and held it there filling Bobby with his seed, his ass convulsing on Dad’s cock milking Jakes seed into his ass, Adam turned his head and deep kissed Jake. The frat boy who was now slurping the cum from my hole was being sucked on by a daddy and he was getting fucked by Shayne. James had moved in behind the twink that was feeding Bobby his dick and slid his cock in to his wet orifice and proceeded to fuck the cum out of the twink. I maneuvered out of the pile on the bed and moved in behind Adam, sliding into the cum left by my father. Adam moaned and pulled Bobby from the sling as another slut entered it. Adam, Bobby and I embraced and fondled each other. Dad who was entertaining a daddy bear by riding his cock motioned us to the door. We left the room and wandered down the corridors until we reached the center of the maze, wandering to the wet side we began playing with all the cocks offered to us and then kneeling began inviting guys to urinate on us. Several twinks and bears, and daddies showered us down with their golden liquid. We took turns turning the tables on our fountains and pulled them down to the floor as we got up and returned the favor and gave them a nice drink. A hot Latino twunk with a hot Bio tattoo around his left nipple pulled me off and guided me to the fuck bench and laid me back on the bench, raised my legs and plunged into my boy pussy pounding me good for around five minutes before expelling his seed deep in me, then a few frat boys took over and pounded me with their sperm, Adam and bobby were still in the wet area Bobby Plowing Adams hole while guys pissed and came over their backs. After about ten guys the Latino Guy pulled me up from the bench and led me back to Dad’s room where he interacted with the orgy that had formed there, Dad and James had at least a half a dozen twinks worshipping their bodies and impaled on their tools and down tier throats, Shayne had a twink laying against him, his cock buried deep while a frat guy slid in and double penetrated the guy, they were soon moaning and grunting as their seed filled the twink. I Walked up to James and kissed him and he tapped Jake on his shoulder signaling we need to wind down the orgy for now and let those who needed it take a breather.

Isn't it remarkable how some posts are created, discussed, and then resurface quite a while later? I understand the OP's mindset, and I endorse it. In my case, while pumping my dna up Holes has always been an important part of my (adult) life, it's not the only important part. While I do love fucking Holes, there are other things that interest me as well, and I keep active in a number of facets of living. I guess it's just that I don't want any one-thing to control how I live, what I do, or what I don't do. Life can be a fantastic experience, varied and interesting on many levels. I don't allow any one "thing" to overtake everything else. There's just too many experiences to enjoy, take part in, to allow one particular activity to predominate. That said, when it's Fri/Sat night, the time is right, the Lust, the behavior is right, and I love that part of me completely too.

Me getting bred by my favorite fuck buddy. If you switch the pics back and forth, its like watching me get fucked.

I've been diapered full time for 14 years. Almost fully urin incontinent and don't have great control with bowels. I'm sure with more anal play I could lose what little bowel control I have left

Chapter 6 We're down in some kind of store room or cell. There's metal pipes all around us, the hum of a boiler close by. I don't know where this basement is, because the two policemen frogmarched me out of that hotel with a bag over my head, drove me here in what I guess was their police car, frogmarched me in, walking down stairs and going through sets of fire doors, down to the basement of what must be a police... station? Now it's just them and me. M has disappeared, most likely counting his loot. I don't know what's going on. I can't see what's happening in the room because my head's upside down, clamped in place by what seems to be some kind of huge vice. I can't turn my head. I try to lift my head, and find that I can't do that either, thanks to the cable tie that bites into my neck and chokes me. My jaws are wrenched wide open by some kind of spider gag, which is pinching my lips painfully at the corners. My body's tightly strapped down to some kind of bench, with wide straps of some kind. My wrists are cable-tied to a metal frame down by my side, my elbows strapped down, my shoulders. My legs are open wide, pushed up so my lower legs are pointing vertically upwards, and then cable-tied tightly to an upright post. If I try to move a muscle, the plastic digs into my skin and it hurts, and the pain still sends waves of pleasure through me. If I struggle, though, I'm going to have permanent marks on me. "I bet you think M's been treating you rough," says the older constable, pacing around me, inspecting my bondage. "But I don't think you're ready for the kind of things we like." I feel a sudden zap of pain, a sharp, buzzing pain, in my left thigh. Something electric. I scream and try and twist away, but I'm held fast down. All that happens is all the cable ties bite into my skin and it hurts even more. "Ah, poor diddums, didn't like that did you," he snarls in a mocking sing-song. "That was the lowest setting. Want to try a higher one?" I'm crying, pleading for him to stop. But no proper words come out through the gag. "Yeah, I think we should try a higher setting," I hear the voice of the other policeman. I can hear the older policeman walking around to my arse. Then I feel cold metal press against my inner thighs, slide up towards my hole. "Maybe I'll give him a little zap up his arse, see how he likes that," the older policeman says. The metal tip presses into my battered hole, and slides in half an inch. I'm trying with all my strength to jerk away from it, but it's no use, I can't move an inch, I'm firmly tied down, and I'm tied to a rigid wooden bench. There's no sling to swing out of the way. I'm still gurgling and pleading and crying, still thinking there's something I can do to make him stop. "Sing all you want," he says, "there's nobody to hear you, and nobody would give a shit anyway." Then there's a huge flash that seems to run all through me, that same buzz-saw pain but much stronger this time, coming from the metal cock at the core of my body. I scream like a child. All my muscles tense rigid, the cable ties cut into me even harder. Confusingly, this sets off another tidal wave of tingly pleasure through my body. The meth is still doing its business. "Mmmm. That screaming gets me rock hard," I hear the other policeman's voice coming closer. Then his fat slimy cock head is pushing its way through the opening in my spider gag, and almost immediately my nose gets pushed into his balls, and there's no air. I try to breathe around the cock head and that works for a couple of seconds, until his cock head pushes further into my throat. Now my air is really cut off. Now I'm not a stranger to breath control. But when I've done it with M, he's always been cautious, gentle, tentative, always done it with ceremony, checking that I'm ready, and never cutting off my air for more than ten seconds or so. To be honest I kind of wanted him to go harder, do it for longer. Careful what you wish for. This man apparently either doesn't care if I pass out, or he's too busy enjoying the feeling of my cock muscles milking his throat to even realise that I'm about to pass out. I'm full-on panicking, every muscle in my body struggling to get free, to move away, to get air. But he just keeps pushing deeper and deeper into my throat, all the way in, then halfway out, again and again, in a slow, almost lazy rhythm. I can hear his moans above me. Fuck. Yeah. I come to some time later, I'm not sure if it's been minutes or days. There's no way to know. I'm still tied down to the bench, my head is still fixed back. I'm being fucked, I can't tell by who. There's no pain, at least, just soreness from the cable ties. I hear a door creak, a new male voice saying "ah so this is where the party is". Another zipper coming down, another cock head pushing at the opening of the gag.

Hello again everyone, anonCUMtainer makes a valid point about sex trips being necessary. Though the individual circumstances can vary, I think the underlying reason for sex trips is to be in an environment where one can have as much of the desired types of sexual encounters as possible. And once one discovers such places, through research and/or experience, the trips MUST occur. Looking at myself as an example, being a bit of an old-school type and preferring to meet people in person first, I plan sex trips to locations where sex clubs, bath houses, sex parties, bars with back rooms and etc. are still popular and active, and that offer the leather/Levi crowd I enjoy too. I have some friends who prefer to meet “boys” one-on-one who go to locations where there is an active gay app scene, offering lots of choices for those 1 on 1 encounters. Then some take sex trips to locations having parties catering to specific fetishes, such as fisting or pissing. Others just feel less inhibited and more comfortable if in a different city or area. Again, the common denominator is putting one’s self in a situation to have the best chance of having the most sex of one’s liking during a trip. chiilfuck

If my state had had party primaries (ours are open, "jungle" primaries where all the candidates run together, and the top 2, regardless of party, go to the general election), I might have considered doing the same thing. We're *supposed* to go to party primaries for Congress and a few other state offices (but NOT our statewide officials or our legislators, or any local officials). Starting in 2026, that is. Our law will allow unaffiliated (that is, "independent", not "Independent Party") voters to vote in either primary, but only one of the two, so I may "unaffiliate" from the Democratic party just to be able to crossover vote in the Republican primary against whoever is the worst option with a chance of winning the nomination.

I don't see the point of a condom, except to protect against STIs. In a MM scenario - no one will actually fertilize an embryo. So, while I am not a fan of STIs - my hope is that people are taking care of themselves and getting tested and treated (timely) and taking a break from sex long enough to "heal" properly. Please take care of yourselves men. That is what I find hot and sexy. Answer = No condoms. Request = Please don't spread or share STIs

Oh, miss Club 80 sooo much. Many awesome evenings at Club 80 – manoeuvring, discovering, probing, connecting and seeding. My favourite time was peak-hour – about 2am (Saturday morning) – when surrounding bars and clubs would start to empty out and a good number of guys would turn their attention to stopping at Club 80 on their way home. Exploring the dimly lit spaces downstairs I could often sense the precise “critical-mass” moment when number of men and the energy kicked into overdrive. Ah wonderful primal pals!

Chapter 5 "Let me explain something to you, son," says the older and larger of the two cops. He's stripped down to a white T-shirt now, a tuft of hair peeking out above the neck. For some reason I focus on this detail. He nods over towards the dresser and the plastic baggie. "That there, you're looking at ten years in Wakefield, any time we say" he said. "Cute little boys like you are popular in there." As he says this he brings his face up close to mine for emphasis. "You think your arse is hurting now? Two weeks in there and you'll be shitting through a tube for the rest of your life, you understand?" Through the gas mask I make eye contact with him, and see no compassion there, only disgust and contempt, drilling down into my soul. There's nothing to breathe but poppers, poppers so strong that I can see a huge dark yellow spot in the center of my vision, pulsing and drawing me towards it like I'm moving through a tunnel. He flexes his fist and punches it forward. My insides squeeze around it, my arse lips clamp down on his thick hairy wrist. I can't help it, my body writhes like a thing possessed, I'm trying to relax but there's no way, not with this information coming at me. My entire fucking life is about to be over. The burn from the booty bump he gave me a few seconds ago is still strong, but starting to give way to a deeper, spreading warmth in my guts. I have no idea how strong it was, but if the electricity starting to course through my nervous system is anything to go by, it's a lot stronger than that first slam. But it's coming on slow, slow, slow, like it's teasing me. I'm praying for it to come on faster, and sweep me away from this hell. "So what that means, son," he says, punching in and pulling out for emphasis, "is that we fucking own you now." He starts a slow, deliberate fist fuck, rotating slowly, opening and closing his fist to work my arse harder. It's not getting any easier - when you're getting fisted you're supposed to be completely relaxed. A good fister will take their time, calming you down and waiting until you're ready for each further penetration. But this isn't fisting as a loving, intimate act. This is fisting as pure domination, pure punishment, to show me he's the boss. And it hurts. "Any time we call you, you drop what you're doing, you go where you're told and you do what you're told, no questions." he says. His forearm forces its way deeper into me, then slowly out to the wrist again. "You serve us, and whoever else we tell you to. However they want to use you, however long they want, no limits, no stop words. You understand?" I look into his eyes dumbly. "I said, do you understand?" he reaches forward and grabs me by the throat, squeezing so hard my eyes almost pop out of my head. As I struggle for air, pleading silently for him to let me live, for this to be over, he punches his fist even deeper into me, even harder. He must be up to the elbow by now. The sudden, intense pain causes ripples of even more intense electric pleasure to surge through me, stronger and stronger. "Do. You. Understand" he says in almost a whisper, his face right up against the gas mask, his eyes boring into me. Looking deep into his implacable eyes, I finally understand what he wants from me. I can feel the human part of my mind starting to slip away as the booty bump starts to reveal its true power. Slowly, never breaking eye contact, I nod. This is the contract. I am now just an animal. These men are my new owners. Now if only they would just let me breathe...

I am a thick cocked power bottom that spills his seed everyday. My penis rus my like too, and so does my hungry ass. A misconception has grown up in part of the sex world that males who like taking penis are somehow less male or submissive, and this is a massive falsehood. I have an ass gash that you can park a bus in and am constantly spreading my legs for guys, but I am just as dominant as any top that every doused my ass or mouth with his DNA. I m constantly in cruise mode, constantly horny and always seeking out places I can bate or mate. Any male who lets his penis roam free the way Nature intended is in a much healthier headspace than any religious submissive who spends his life wracked with shame towards his penis and shame over his libido.

My other half has a diaper abdl fetish. I don't. My introduction to them came at the hands of the heavy fisting and large toys I am constantly getting. I have long had to sleep on towels after use, especially at multi-day events or sex resort stays. I reached a point last year wher i needed a diaper i was so loose and gaped. Then, following a multi-day use event I had an accident at work. I was surprised at my reaction though. I was actually turned on by the fact I was so stretched out and open that i shit myself. Now I welcome diapers as a sign of the level of loose fist/big toy pig i am. I have to hose out everyday but it's worth it for the pleasure I get being stuffed and stretched. After this year's CLAW is had been so heavily fucked and, fisted and double fisted that i gaped for a full two day after. I was stoked and can't wait to see how much longer I can make the gape last as I head out for 4 days of Fist Fest. Diapers have become a prt of my slack ass life and i'm more than ok with it. I've fully embraced it and them the goal of my ass cavern experience.

PART 5: John I honestly didn't know what to think. In a very short order I had met an incredible man, huge cock and poz, then taken two of his loads deep in me. Now I was about to venture into what had only been a fantasy until this moment. My man's good friend John was heading over put his bare poz cock in me while my man takes pictures. I was ecstatic. After cleaning up a little Robert and I settled down on the couch and watched some porn. We both had our robes on still but my legs were spread apart, with one leg over Roberts leg. Robert's hand was down past my balls with a finger slowly touching my hole. this kept me slowly moving my hips. We were both fully engrossed in the fuck scene we were watching when the knock on the door came. "That must be John", Robert said as he rose to get the door. I could see his cock sticking out of the front of the robe. No doubt John will notice as well. John and Robert hugged briefly then John pulled back and pulled Robert's robe apart showing his big cock. "Been having fun while I was on my way?" as he laughed. "Not really, just watching some porn while we waited. Want to join us and would you like a glass of wine?". Robert asked. "Yes to both". I stood up and extended my hand to John. "fuck that Tim, come on in" is all John said as he pulled me in for a close hug, his hand went immediately to my robe hem line and cupped my ass cheek. I quickly looked at Robert. Robert just smiled and headed off to the kitchen. John and I finally parted and I stepped back to allow John to get by me and sit on the couch. As I moved back I saw John entirely. He was wearing a tshirt and loose fitting gym shorts. I could see his cock getting hard in his shorts and a clear wet spot of precum. John sat down on the couch, near end and I sat in my middle cushion where I was with Robert. "Thank you for the pictures Tim, incredible ass you have", John said all the while there were fuck scenes playing in front of us. It seems our attention was drawn to John's cock in his shorts. "you are welcome" is all I could say. Robert returned with John's glass of wine and said, "I see you two are getting acquainted", while looking at John's shorts. John thanked Robert for the wine and adjusted his hardening cock in his shorts. "Thank you so much for inviting me over. I was just telling Tim how hot I think his ass is, you are one lucky fucker Robert". Robert was back sitting by me on the couch and I had opened my robe and put my leg over his leg again, and once more Robert's finger found my aching hole. "oh I know for sure John, but thank you" John asked how we met and asked we not leave any details out. Both Robert and I elaborated on the day, our view points on what happened. Some times there were very intimate details shared, almost enough to make me blush. By the end of our story I was staring at Robert while he talked to John. my hand had his big cock out and Roberts finger was in me. John then asked the obvious, "Tim are you poz?" I turned to John now, and suddenly noticed his big cock was out, hard, and leaking profusely as we talked. His hand was slowly stroking his cock so my focus went immediately there. without even looking John in the eyes, but rather staring at his cock and precum, "No, I am still neg John". John continued, "I hope you don't mind me asking, but did you let Robert cum in you today?" "yes, twice so far". at this point John had to stop stroking his cock and he let go as I watched it just jerk all by itself, so fucking hot. "again, you lucky fucker Robert". John wrapped his hand around his cock again and slowly milked out a flow of precum. I looked at Robert, "can I baby". Robert just smiled and said yes. I swung my leg off of Robert and bent down towards John's big cock. I had to start sucking on that cock immediately to catch his flowing precum. While I put my mouth on his swollen cock, my other hand reached down to hold his full big balls. I took my mouth off of his cock, "are your balls full John." "yes Tim, very fucking full of my hot cum" I went back down on John immediately hearing that. Soon I felt something cool being applied to my ass and hold, more lube. Robert was behind me naked now and guiding his hard black cock towards my hole. As Robert's thick cock penetrated me again I moaned while swallowing John's cock. I took my mouth off of John's cock so I could moan out loud and tell my man what I needed! "oh fuck baby, I love your cock, please fuck me.". I reached back and pulled my ass open more so Robert could get further in me! John got up and undressed completely and leaned over to help me spread my ass open further. "You can really take Robert's cock, can't you boy?" I looked John in the eye, "I love it so much". Robert slowly pulled all the way out of me and I could once again fell that open sensation only he can give me. "get on all fours for John baby, give him your pussy, for me". I quickly got on all fours for John, very close to where I was before when Robert fucked me and used my ass. "Tim, do you want a condom with me?" "no, please fuck me raw, please now" "good boy" is what John said as he moved in close and guided his hard cock towards my wet hole. John slid his cock head past my ring and unlike Robert, kept on going until he was balls deep in me! Here I was in my fantasy position. John had his hands on my hips, cock buried all the way in me and my man was pulling my ass apart and sharing every detail about my ass taking John's cock. It was so fucking amazing. John continued to slide in and out of me, not fucking me hard, but not slowing. Robert spoke up, "fucking amazing Tim, John's cock is covered in precum and my load. I can't wait to slide in after John is done using your ass." I just moaned in response. "Fuck Robert, your boy's ass feels so good. I really need to fuck tonight and this is more than I needed, so fucking good" John said as his big balls were slapping my balls. "I need to cum Tim, are you ready for my big load?" "yes sir, please give me your hot cum, I need it deep in me" "that's it boy, take my big cock. I need to go deep and give you my poz seed, are you ready? mmmmm...here it comes." John pushed as deep as he could and I felt jet after jet, after jet, of his hot cum explode in me. Normally while being fucked 'feeling' cum for a man is something you imagine, as it rarely happens, but with these two gorgeous top men I have felt every load in me, especially John. John kept pumping in me.I reached under me and held his big balls as he came. So hot. He was actually shaking while emptying his balls in to to me. "ready to get in here Robert?". John slowly pulled his deflating cock out of my cunt. I felt them shifting around as Robert got behind me for one more fuck. "Tim, I can see John's load in you, I am going to fuck it in deeper" as Robert slid in just as John did, one long slow stroke. Robert's big cock automatically got my cock leaking...which is just amazing! John moved around towards my head on the couch. I looked up and saw his soft cock, which was still leaking, and I looked into John's eyes and opened my mouth. John understand and bend to slowly feed his cock to my mouth. I loved the taste of his cum, Robert's cum, and my ass juices. I slowly kissed and licked him clean. "Thank you Tim, fuck you are hot". Robert continued to slide in and out of my worn ass, big cock plunging in deeper and deeper. I could hear the wetness now over my moans and Robert's heavy breathing! John asked, "Robert can I take pictures of you fucking him?". "fuck yes" is all Robert could say John got his phone really quick and started capturing Robert making love to his white ass! mmmm my head was turned and I just stared at John's swinging soft cock. amazing. Both of these men were so amazing and my ultimate fantasy in men. "damn I got some good ones Robert, you should cum in him and pull out so I can capture that", John said "fuck yes Tim, I need to cum again". Robert started really fucking me hard now, long strokes with his massive cock. I felt ass though my second ring was being spread open over and over. Robert moaned loudly, drove his cock in deep and came again. Instead of leaving his draining cock in me, Robert pulled out all the way leaving my hole open for John to take pictures of. "fuck that is hot" as John took pictures and pictures. After a few more pictures, John patted my ass and thanked me for allowing him to watch that. I was still panting from my fucking, but managed to get out "of course John, thank you for taking them for us, I can't wait to look at them" We sat around and had more conversation. Talking about what just happened and how we felt about it, turns out everything was perfect and these fine gentlemen knew exactly what they wanted and completed respected each other. I loved that. Soon it was time for John to go, as he got up and got dressed. I had to watch that swinging cock once again as he got dressed, all the while leaning into Robert feeling his heat against me. "Well you two, I will let you be, but I want to thank you very much, first to you Robert for sharing Tim with me". John reached down and squeezed his now semi hard cock. "and Tim, you have such a hot ass, I hope we can do this again one day". I stood, still naked, and hugged John tightly, feeling his growing cock against my leg. "Thank you John, for coming over and sharing yourself with me, I know we both loved it". I felt Robert's fingers tracing through my still wet ass. John patted my ass cheek and smiled. That night I stayed with Robert and we actually slept very hard that night. My ass was a mess after taking Robert three times and John once. Four loads of poz cum in me, something serious to contemplate.

PART 4: The night and beyond The rest of the evening was a lot of deep conversations about life, his life and experiences, and then my life and experiences. Going into our backgrounds we found we had a lot in common and more so when we started in to the topic of sex. I was amazed to learn Robert was once married and into women, shock to me, but then realized he was bi and started taking cock. After that it was a quick turn to being gay and enjoying the sex only men can give. Then we talked about his pozzing, that time it happened, and his outlook since then. Yes of course, when did he know he wanted to be a top, which he was fucking amazing at. Robert had hooked up with a poz man twice, one he wasn't sure of his status, but so enjoyed giving his ass to him, another black man. It was then that he tested poz and hasn't looked back since. He got the tattoo and embraced his new status. While remaining healthy, and open with any potential lover, he has come to learn and live with it. Yes, there have been men that have shunned him or turned away instantly once they knew, or saw the tattoo, but he is ok and much more selective about who and how he meets. Robert and I were now lounging on the sofa listening to music. He had gotten us both short silk robes, that he uses with customers, and began to share my story. I shared with Robert my path of being bi, loving sex with women, but knowing I wanted men all along. My thoughts on raw sex, being neg, and the possibility of a poz lover that might eventually convert me. This conversation obviously excited me as my cock begin to stir under my robe, but didn't want my excitement to ruin our intimate conversation. Sharing my desires with Robert was hard at first, but after his complete acceptance of my thoughts I just started to ramble. When I started to share my desire to have multiple men in one night Robert continued to listen intently, hand on mine, but I could tell his cock was starting to react to what I was sharing. I shared about having that special man there to keep me safe and guide other men to me, in me, and then share that experience with my special man when it was over. I looked down at Robert's cock that was free from the robe. "Robert! How can I share things with you if you are going to get excited all the time?" I said laughingly. "Sorry baby, that just really turned me on." Robert said. "I have always wanted to own my man's pussy and by giving his ass to others it is a complete fantasy of mine and his." I reached down and lightly stroked my lover's big cock. "I want my ass owned Robert". "Oh Tim, I want that too. I would love for you to meet a great friend of mine, if that would be ok?". I grabbed Robert's thick cock and stroked it one good long stroke, let go and sat back with my wine. "You do, huh?" I said laughing. "Tell me about your friend and what you are thinking." It took Robert a moment to recover from my stroke. Then he started explaining his thoughts. "Tim, just letting you know I will be hard the entire time telling you about my friend, John. I think we both will. ha", David said looking down at my cock. "John is a buddy of mine I have most of the time I have been poz. We met in a chat room for poz men and just kept in touch. We meet for dinner or drinks most of the time, nothing crazy or anything like that. We are both total top men so sex is not something we entertain at all, but we do talk about sex all the time as we share the same taste in bottoms and like the same things." I waited for a lull in the conversation and asked, "is John poz too?" "Yes, he is, longer than me. He is very healthy and fit, but still poz and lives his life like I do, we don't let it contain us when things are right. Like with you and I." I did pick up on that comment for sure! "Would you like to see his profile pictures?" "what profile"? "On barebackrt." "Yes I would, if that is ok with you, I am interested to put a face to a name." "Great" Robert stood, cock having softened a little, put a hand out to lift me up off the couch. We both carried our wine glasses back to Robert's office. Robert sat down in the chair, with me standing. Robert stood up right away, patted my bare ass under the robe and went to get me a chair. "I don't want you to have to stand baby". I sat down next to Robert who was already going barebacrt.com and finding his 'buddy' John. John's profile came right up and immediately I saw one of his pictures, nothing sex wise, just John standing naked on a beach. He was fucking sexy as can be. John didn't have any tattoos, but immediately I was drawn to his older frame and gorgeous cock. I then saw a few more of his 'public' pictures before I started reading his profile. John said his cock was 'large', he was poz, and preferred, no preference in his bottom men. He had a brief description of what he liked, the kind of man he was attracted to, total bottoms, and about making a 'connection'. Loved it. Robert's hand had fallen to my bare leg, as my robe had come open to reveal my hardening cock. "do you like so far Tim?" "Of course, he has a great profile, and he is an even better person and friend. let me message him to unlock his private pictures". I noticed there were several that were locked and got excited about seeing those. As soon as Robert was done typing he leaned back to take a drink of his wine. He was obviously aroused. I asked, "have you and John ever shared a bottom?" "We have not", Robert said then added, "we have discussed it in length as we both like total bottom men that are open, but we would only consider it if one of us were in a very 'special' type of relationship. "Special?" I asked. "well that we are in a relationship with someone where it is safe and secure, no jealous tendencies because we know how special it is for the other couple. I thought about that for a moment and it made me smile. I asked if he thought John was around, and Robert said he should be. Right about then I noticed Robert had email in the system. Robert opened his email from John, 'Unlocked', and read that John hoped Robert was sharing these with someone 'special'. haha I guess that is me. Robert then clicked on the link back to John's profile and there more pictures revealed. One with John on a bed, cock hard and smiling at the camera. The next two were apparently of John fucking a bottom bareback. John wore a big cock ring and his cock seems so thick. I reached over and grabbed Robert's thick lock cock and said, "not as big as you baby, but he does have a nice cock". Robert laughed, "yes he sure does. Maybe some day I can introduce you two, would you like that Tim?". "I would love that Robert, even more if you would love that, like I said before, my ass is yours to share." Robert asked me, "can I send him a pic of your used hole?" I put my wine down and immediately put my legs up on the desk and chair, exposing my still puffy hole, "please baby". Robert stood up, disrobed, exposing his hardening shaft, and said "hold that pose". He quickly left the room, big cock swaying and returned in a moment with his phone. Robert leaned down and licked my hole a couple of times, which felt so good...then took a few pictures. Robert stood up, completely hard, and said, "let me take a few with my cock just in you, showing you opened up." I just bit my life and moaned! Robert drooled onto my open hole and then spit on his big cock. He rubbed his spit around for a few seconds, and with phone in one hand, used his other hand to push his cock head into me. I spread my hole open for him and adjusted to his size again. Robert took two quick pictures and then pulled out, leaving my hole exposed, and took two more. "Perfect baby. I am going to send these to John if you don't mind." I sat there, ass exposed, just having given my new friend permission to send my ass shot to his buddy, and I was thrilled! "please do baby". I sat back up in my chair as Robert text his buddy the new pictures we just took. While Robert was doing that, I looked closer at the pictures of John fucking. His balls were huge and completely spreading this bottom open. What a hot picture! The last picture of John was of him shooting his huge cum load on his bottom's ass and back. Robert turned back to me looking at the picture. I asked, "why didn't he cum in him, do you know?" Robert smiled, "I asked the same thing one time. John said he would have but like me, John will only cum in his neg bottom if the bottom asks for it." "nice" is all I could say. And did I mention a huge cum load? haha I was just staring at it. "Yes Tim, John does cum a lot". Just then Robert's phone chimed with a new text. "Is that John" I asked. Robert said "yes and he said 'yes'". "yes to what baby?" Robert smiled, "I asked John if I could take pictures of his cock in you". Robert sent a text again, laid is phone down and said "he is on his way".

Thank you everyone for the great comments....continuing on! PART 3: The after Robert got a warm damp towel and proceeded to clean my sore hole, which felt great. I then felt him softly lick my ass and hole, which felt fantastic. I knew his tongue had been in me when he raised up and kissed me deep, letting me taste his tongue. We finally broke our kiss and he stood up fully, letting me take in his now softening cock. It was beautiful. still gently dripping his cum, it just looked so good. "please milk your cock into my mouth Robert, don't waste that delicious cum:. He grabbed his cock and walked over to my mouth and slowly jacked out every last drop into my mouth. "Thank you sir", I said. "Join me for another glass of wine Tim? Robert asked "I can think of nothing better", but I honestly could! We were now naked in Robert's living room, both sitting at opposite ends of the couch. This way we could take each other in and still converse about our day. I knew the question was coming. "Tim, I fucking loved cumming in you, trust me on that, but why did you want that to happen? You know I can poz you, right?" "Yes baby, I know." it took me a few minutes to gather my thoughts on this, then I tried to elaborate. "Robert, I truly never sought you, or a poz man out, to become poz. Of course I have thought about it, and I know me and how much I would want raw cock if I were to get fucked again. When I saw you today, and saw your tattoo, which I love by the way, I just knew I wanted you to fuck me and never thought about the 'how' or 'what would happen'. I just knew I needed your cock in me." Robert was staring at me intently. "Then when I saw you put the condom on and knew it wasn't natural for you I couldn't follow through with that. I wanted you to enjoy as much pleasure as I was, plus your bare cock was what I wanted in the first place, so I just did it. I am so glad I took your condom off Robert, thank you for not denying me that. I knew it was the right choice when I told you to go deep in me and cum, I think we both knew". Robert's cock started to get hard the moment I talked about him fucking me and cumming in me, and now his cock was lifting off his thigh. "Fucking amazing Tim, thank you.". I watched Robert's eye lose focus and he was daydreaming and his hand went to his cock automatically, slightly stroking his hardness. I knew he was remembering the same things we both experienced today Soon Robert snapped out of it and let out a deep breath. "Well, I can't wait for you to need another massage, or I just might sabotage my computer for you". We both laughed. I placed my finger on my hole, feeling the slight soreness there. "You definitely gave me something to remember, maybe even longer than tonight. my ass is still sore from that fucking gorgeous cock of yours". Robert drank the rest of his wine and said, "you can have my cock anytime you want Tim", and winked at me. "would you like some more wine and maybe some porn?". Robert got up, cock fully hard again and reached for my glass. "my collection is in a binder in that box behind the books. please feel free to pick anything out. I will be right back". He left the room, cock bouncing the entire time. I was hard again just seeing him, but it all just seemed so natural now. I went to get the binder. I started thumbing through the DVD's. a lot of bareback videos, most I was familiar with. some interracial titles I wasn't familiar with, but seemed interesting. Robert came back with our now full glasses, "find anything you like?". His cock was semi hard now. I picked out one from Treasure Island that I loved and he went to put it in. I picked the binder up and purposely made an effort to be on my hands and knees, forcing my ass up for his view. "fuck" I heard him breath. I looked back at him and saw his big cock start to rise again. "just seeing you on all fours like that Tim, damn, I want you like that one day". "Anytime Robert, anytime". Robert just stood there, stroking his now hard cock, not slightly, I mean full on masturbating. I was mesmerized by the sight of it. After a few minutes I saw the video started playing, more raw fucking, and I knew I needed him again. I got on the couch, face down and ass up. "do you have any lube baby, please fuck me now". "Yes baby" Robert said as he opened a drawer next to him and took out some lube. Robert's bouncing cock let me know he was so excited to be inside of me again, and thankfully no questions of condoms or pulling out were to be had. Robert dripped a lot of lube on my sore ring and started working it around my ass and hole, insert a wet finger into me to help me open up. I then heard him squirt some out and then felt him stroking his big cock with lube. Robert moved closer to my ass and laid his hard leaking cock and my hole...and started pushing. no words were to be had, we both knew what needed to happen. I reached behind me and started spreading my hole open for Robert, just in time as he was starting to slide into me past my sore tight ring! Fuck! His cock felt so great! His big cock was less intrusive after our earlier fuck but his girth and length could not be ignored. The pressure I was feeling was making my cock leak again, and I loved that about how he fucked me before. now I felt his two hands on my hips as he pulled my ass onto his cock...inch by inch until he was fully inside of me! I was in pure bliss, taking Robert's cock is so amazing, it almost makes me a part of him! "thats my boy" Robert says to me while pulling his cock out again, before sliding it back in...picking up his pace! "fuck Tim, I am not going to be able to last, not fucking you like this. oh fuck! watching my big black cock slide in and out of your hot white pussy, fuck I love it Tim." I couldn't even respond, I had no breath, he was fucking it out of me!!! I knew my sexy black man was getting closer, his moaning was becoming louder, his already thick cock was getting thicker, and his precum was making a mess of my ass "baby, I am going to cum on your couch...I don't want to make a mess" I said to him. "fuck it baby, cum all you want because I am" and he groaned loudly. "take my hot load Tim, I want to knock you up" and he sank deep in me exploding his hot cum all over my insides! my cum shot all over his cushion and the arm of his couch! I was starting to really love this man fucking me and cumming in me!!! Robert was almost laying on my back, cock fully inside of me still. He reached his arms around my chest and pulled me up to him, hugging me from behind, without his big cock falling out. I looked down and saw my cum load on the cushion of his couch, I felt bad...for about a second. Robert leaned to my ear, "Tim I absolutely love fucking you. My cock is still pulsing, I don't know what is happening, I love it so much". I clenched my ass a little in response and he immediately said, "please don't push me out...I want to stay inside of you for a while". I reached behind me and rubbed where I thought his scorpion tattoo might be, it was his hip, but still it was hot to think about. I reached my other hand around and pulled his ass into me, "baby, please don't stop fucking me or cumming in me, I want everything you have". "Tim, I am going to poz you eventually, you know that right?". "Yes Robert, I know that and realized earlier, I am very ok with that, with you". Robert turned my head to look at me, "will you please stay with me tonight?". "Yes sir, I would love to". He kissed me deep and then slowly eased me off his cock, his poor couch got another huge pool of cum, his this time though.

All my vacations are usually sex trips. My sex trips usually involves meeting local guys to show me around, and then breeding them. My favorite places to visit are Asia and Latin America. A lot of hot guys, and gay saunas are popular among young hot guys unlike in North America where gay bathhouses are mainly frequented by older crowd.

Always raw never had anyone fuck me with a condom and never will

Always RAW. Love the excitement of the risk.

I've only topped bareback for anon. Though that's what the bottoms were interested in.

Last evening I was roleplay sexting here with a guy, while I was half asleep. Was it me writing, was it my HIV taking control? As far as I know, with me undetectable, HIV sleeps deeper! I have super powers! Thankfully my half awake part was dominating but I couldn't avoid/correct grammar and spelling mistakes. Not bad, at least I wasn't writing a resume or some other formal document for work purposes. Sexting buddies would ignore some awkward epic fails.

I started fucking with my uncle who was 8 years older than me when I was in college. He was a total muscle stud. Wish we could have joined these two for a foursome

Kissing is a necessary must for me. One of the reasons I love bareback so much is the intimacy of sharing semen. Sharing tongue is one of those other intimate things I must do

Separately, I'd like to point out something regarding media coverage of Trump's SC win. Trump didn't quite break 60% of the primary vote - that's ALL Republicans, no Democrats - even after several of his opponents (DeSantis, Ramalamadingdong, the other dwarves) have dropped out weeks ago. About 2 in 5 Republicans in SC wanted someone other than Trump on the top of the Republican ballot in November. Granted, many of them will vote for him regardless, but still... The New York Times headline: "South Carolina Primary: Trump Defeats Haley, Delivering a Crushing Blow in Her Home State" The Guardian: "Trump soundly defeats Nikki Haley in South Carolina Republican primary" and so on - even though Trump, as the last Republican president, is effectively campaigning as an incumbent and certainly has all the advantages of an incumbent. If Joe Biden pulled less than 60% of the vote in a primary election, the media would be absolutely apoplectic about what a dire warning this was for the Democrats. In New Hampshire, where he wasn't even on the ballot (because the DNC wouldn't sanction any primaries before South Carolina's this year), Biden - as a WRITE-IN CANDIDATE - got 64% of the vote. I'm a strong supporter of traditional media, because I believe in general they have much higher standards for news reporting than most of the garbage sites (both right and left, though the right is much, much worse), but this is typical of their inability to see reality. They're so wedded to the idea of a tight horse race that they feel the need to portray Trump as this unstoppable juggernaut and Biden as this guy who's one step away from being put into a memory care facility, all in order to justify their glowing stories about how dedicated Trump supporters are. And yeah, I get it, a big chunk of Trump's support is unwavering, and there's a lot of people who will vote for him who aren't part of that unwavering support. But still, the 7 million vote margin by which Biden beat him in 2020 is pretty substantial, by recent historical standards. It's only a little smaller than 2008's margin, which was regarded as a blowout of Republicans by Barack Obama; it's only slightly smaller than Clinton's routing of Republicans in 1996, when it was widely feared that the GOP was on track for a "permanent majority". This isn't to say I think Trump can't win, or that we shouldn't worry that he will. But I just do not believe polls that say Biden's behind, certainly not ones that show a big lead for Trump.

Chapter 9 I woke up to the sound of my voice. My fuck session with Uncle Jerry is playing on TV. Uncle Jerry has a towel wrapped around him and is still wet. He must have hopped in the shower. That's right. I forgot he is a bit of a clean freak. I can't complain, though. That's probably why he still looks so good at his age. He's so focused on watching us fucking. Even though I'm behind him, I think his hand is reaching into his towel and stroking his head. I wonder if it's leaking pre cum like earlier. The thought of it made my dick rock hard again. He noticed that I was up when he adjusted his sitting position, trying to move toward the back of the sofa bed and bump into my hard dick. “oh…. You are ready again, huh!?” He had the biggest smile on his face, and then he leaned toward me and grabbed the back of my head to give me a passionate tongue kiss. It was short, but his lips lingered for a few seconds before pulling away from me. For a few seconds, I forgot I was making out with my uncle. “Have you always wanted to do that?” I asked “well…. Not always. I don't have a thing for Twinks. I like grown men, so I have always only thought of you as my nephew. Yeah… I may have beaten off a few times when I knew you were watching, but those times had more to do with voyeurism and less to do with you. It wasn't until recent years when your dad showed me pictures of you, that I noticed you've grown into quite a good-looking young man. Even then, I have never thought we'd be getting high and fucking one day.” he explained. “Are you feeling guilty now?” “Not at all. You are grown, and you made your own decision before I put my dick in your ass. How about you, Benny boy?” I looked at my hard dick then I smiled back at him. He smiled and wrapped his lips around my mushroom head and put my dick head in his mouth briefly, then he said. I wanted to ask about his comment last weekend about his brother, but I held my tongue because I didn’t want that question to potentially ruin the vibe. “I'm gonna go pick up some stuff for us just a few blocks away, then grab us something to eat, so I’ll be back in a few. You can go take a shower if you want. You’ll see the towels. You can look in my closet if you want to put on something more comfortable, or you can be naked. Whatever you want to do, I’ll follow along when I get back.” “I'm not hun….” “Ah…don't you say you're not hungry. I'd get high and have fun with you, but you gotta know the side effects and take care of yourself. If you were any other boy, then I could care less what you do, but you are still my nephew,” Uncle said while putting on a black t-shirt and jeans. Without underwear underneath those jeans, I could easily make out the shape of his dick under his jeans. “Help yourself with anything you want. There's another pitcher of iced tea in the back of the fridge that doesn't have G in it. I'll be back before you know it.” Uncle Jerry was already halfway down the stairs before I could say anything. I paused us two fucking on TV and grabbed the bong on the table, took a couple of hits, then walked to Uncle Jerry’s closet to look for something to wear before getting in the shower. I don’t mind being naked but something about getting undressed by other or being told to do so turns me the fuck on. When I looked in his closet, some of his stuff caught my attention. He had a collection of leather gear. Several different styles of harnesses, a leather cutoff hoodie, suspenders. His drawer had a range of jockstraps in all colors and styles. A drawer full of restraints, gags, and masks. He also had different uniforms like fireman, policeman, sailor, and even UPS driver uniforms. Forget about what I’m wearing…..I wanted to see him wear this stuff, was the thought in my head. I picked out a leather vest and a pair of assless chap for him. I laid it out on the sofa and texted him to put it on if I was still in the shower when he returned. He also had just texted me right before asking if I’d mind if his friend joined us later. I responded, “Of course,” and then headed to his shower. Even his bathroom turned me on. He has a jacuzzi tub at the end, big enough for four, but it might be a tight fit. He had two shower heads on opposite sides and an overhead shower head. On one side of the shower was a fold-up bench. You can unfold it and drop the legs, and then it reveals a grab bar on the wall. The shower head on that side also had a host attached to it. He even had a range of shower hose attachments. Different sizes of dildo ones and a couple of buttplugs. As I walked around his room, blowing out cloud after cloud, and looking through his stuff, my imagination had been going wild. When I got out of the shower, I chose to put on a red short-sleeved onesie where the two sides come together with buttons that go down and back up to my lower back. It fits a bit snug, but I didn’t mind. The thought of getting that ripped off was much more existing to me than anything else. Uncle Jerry is back already. I did waste a lot of time before I finally got in the shower. He looks great in the leather chap and vest, standing in the kitchen cutting up 4 lines. I got on my knees to suck his dick but he pulled me up and handed me a sandwich and said "eat first. We have plenty of time for fun. Have you ever done this?” he pointed at the lines. “Snorting them?” I asked as I stuffed the sandwich he was making me eat in my mouth. “No. Hot rails,” He said as he grabbed a unique bong with two rubber hoses attached to it, but the ends of the hoses are each attached to a glass stem. “Yeah. Just a couple of weeks ago, for the first time at Marc’s. We went to high school together, and he’s Jay and Aaron’s neighbor.” “Yeah, I know who Marc is. I custom-built the stuff in those two houses. Speaking of that, why don’t we go down to my basement?” he responded. “You have a basement!?” I asked because I never knew he had a basement. Growing up, his bedroom was off limits and I now know why but I thought I knew his place well, but apparently not. “Yeah. We gotta go through my shop to get to it. He handed me some stuff to carry, then we headed down different stairs that went down to the shop, and walked across the shop to his office. He moved his office chair to reveal a hidden trap door that slides up to reveal the stairs to the basement. The basement had mirrors on all four walls. Same railing system as the Jay and Aaron’s on the ceiling and walls. . A cage at the corner of the room and a round bed in the middle of the room. Ambient lighting lights up the room. Similar TV set up like I saw at Marc’s. “This room is pretty soundproofed, and there’s a bathroom over here.” He pushed open a mirror wall with an opening to reveal a shower room the size of his bedroom bathroom minus the tub. The similar shower is set up except that with ambient lights, you can see the basement from inside of the shower, but if you turn on the overhead light, the basement can be seen in the shower. “Wow…that’s fucking hot. How did not know about this room” I said “I just remodeled this in recent years. This room was only used for storage before. Anyway….. Ready to get high?” he said as his phone notification went off. He looked at his phone and said,” My friend Darryl should be here in 5 - 10 min.” “yeah. I'm ready,” as I follow Uncle Jerry back to the basement. He grabbed a tray table and set the mirror down with rails on it. We sat down on the bed in the middle of the basement. He asked Alexa to play his playlist as he heat up the glass stem. “you know what you're doing?” he turned to me and asked. I nodded. “You look great in that outfit, btw. I thought that's what you'd pick for yourself. Here you ready… on the count of three. 1. 2. 3” Uncle Jerry moved the glass pipe across the mirror at a steady pace, but I didn't time my pace right, so I had to signal him to stop ⅔ of the way through. Just like the last time I did it. “hold it for as long as you can,” he said, and I nodded while holding my breath. When I was just about to let it go, Uncle Jerry grabbed the back of my head and put his mouth over mine and inhale most of the smoke then he immediately started making out with me as he slowly let the smoke escape from his nose. The smoke it so thick that I couldn't even see him for a few seconds. “not bad, but you can do better. This time, you are gonna do 1 & ⅓ all at once. You saw the pace I was moving. Follow my tempo. Take a deep breath,” which I did. Then he said, “Ready!? 1.2.3” I'm doing much better with pacing this time. I also held it in much longer this time around. I can feel my body getting warm and buzzing this time, and I have a raging hard-on in my onesie. Uncle Jerry let me shotgun him again, and his hand moved down to release the buttons in front of my crotch and let my dick out. Then he blew all of the smoke on my dick as his tightly sealed lips slid down on it. His hand is playing with my balls and his middle finger is extend applying pressure on my taint. I lean back on my elbows thr,ow my head back, and let out a long moan. I was a little disappointed when he stopped, but I know it's time for him to do his. He stood up. His dick is hanging out of the chap, swinging in between his legs. He shotgun me then back away and pointed at his dick. His dick wasn't hard yet when I first put it in my mouth, but in just a few seconds, I could feel it swelling up to its full size in my mouth. I started sucking it as he did his second rail, but he gave me a look before he started, and I knew what he was asking. I swallowed his dick as deep as I could then I closed my eyes and tell myself to relax my throat. I could feel his throat sliding down even further. This time, he was always to slide it in and out a little. He pulled his dick out and grabbed me by my neck to pull me out to shotgun me one last time. He then immediately push my head back down to do it again. While my eyes are closed, focusing on getting his dick all the way in. I could hear another person's voice. I assume it is Darryl, but I couldn't open my eyes yet, or I'd gag. I heard Uncle Jerry say, “This is my nephew Ben.” “you fucking your nephew's throat? That's what's up” Finally, I gradually pulled Uncle Jerry's dick out bc I was seriously out of breath. My face was covered in saliva when I turned to say hi to Darryl “Hi I'm…..” before I could finish my sentence, he grabbed my head and put his dick in my mouth as uncle Jerry cutting up two rails for him too. His body looks like the black guy who I saw fucking Henrique last weekend but Uncle Jerry doesn't have the tattoo like the other guy did so I toss that thought out of my head and focus on the task at hand. His dick is a bit thicker than Uncle Jerry's, but the head of his dick is a bit larger than the rest of his dick and shaped a bit pointier. “Jerry. Your nephew knows how to suck cock” was the last thing he said before he did his hot rail. I heard Uncle Jerry said “wait until you are inside of his hole” then Darryl grabbed Uncle Jerry by the waist to pull him closer for a shot gun then the two of them started making out. I position myself in between them, attempted to put both dicks in my mouth at first but that was a terrible idea. There's no way I could have, so I started alternate sucking their dicks instead. While I was doing that Uncle Jerry told me to keep doing what I'm doing but turned around and lay on my back as Darryl started his second rail. As he did that, Uncle Jerry put my legs up and pulled apart the buttons, exposing my hole facing up toward the ceiling and pull my cheeks apart for Darryl. Darryl stick his curl up tongue in my hole and blew in as much smoke in it as he could. Then he thoroughly lick my hole as I'm attempting to deep throat him for the 3rd time upside down. “That's a tight pussy. I could hardly get any smoke in there. We gotta break him in, Jerry.” “oh I have but his young pussy rebound quickly” Uncle Jerry said and then he spit on my hole and started sliding a buttplug in my hole. I can't see, but I can feel whatever he's putting in my ass is much bigger than what I'm normally used to. It doesn't hurt yet, but I feel stretched. Darryl had something in his hand. He pull his dick out of my mouth and threw something in my mouth and told Uncle Jerry to open his mouth and did the same to him. “don't worry. It's just weed gummy. It should open up your tight pussy when it kicks in.” Darryl is quite handsome. He has very defined arm muscle and a nice abs. Not the flat abs the uncle Jerry. They are solid packs. He has a clean shaved bald head and face. As I was finishing up evaluating him, his BBC was back in my throat already as he lean forward to suck my cock while I'm upside down and Uncle Jerry is almost done sliding the toy in my mouth. Then I heard him say to Darryl “take a look at that” as Uncle Jerry reach his fingers in my hole touching left and right. That's when I realize the butt plug was hallow. “oh damn. It is not a tunnel that I was expecting to see. Wherever this butt plug can't reach is still slammed shut” said Darryl. He spit in my hole and slowly sliding his finger. I sort of zone out from the hot rails and was focusing on sucking Darrly's big cock “I told you. It rebound quickly. Here, this should help. I mixed it with some t. Benny boy. It's gonna burn a little but uncle promises that you'll feel great after” uncle Jerry pump a shot of lube deep in my hole then a little bit of something else shallow. I thought I knew that burn feeling but fuck…. this must be really strong bc it really burn and my body start burning up and my breathing get heavier. “you feeling it don't you boy” Darryl said. He pulled his dick out of my mouth and walked onto the bed, and had his hard dick pressing against my hole. “do you want this?” he asked “mmmhmmm” I responded. Both scared and excited. Then uncle Jerry straddle over my face and ordered me to eat his hole. As he suck on my dick slowly but tightly casually and having a front row seat watch my hole getting split open. I could hear Darryl was gentle. He thrust his dick in me less than an inch at a time then he back away and repeat. With the butt plug, I can't shut him out even if I want to. I love the feeling of getting filled and I love the taste of uncle Jerry"s hole even more. I swear I think I got half of my tongue in him. I know I'm doing a great job bc at one point, he even had to take my dick out of his mouth to moan. “oh man. Darryl said. He is tight. I wanna know what it is like without this thing. He snatch out of butt plug then plunge all the way in “aahhh ahh” I screamed out of joy “you're OK Benny” uncle back up and gave me a tongue kiss upside down then walk over to a cabinet along the wall and came back with a candle. “don't worry. This candle is made for pleasure.” Darryl grabbed onto my thigh pulledl me close to him, and instructed me to wrap my legs around his waist. Now that I'm steady. His dick makes me moan to the point of gasping every single pump, and he fucks hard. Not only I can feel the impact of my butt cheeks hitting his body. He also twirls his dick while it was in me. I made a lot of sounds that I didn't know I could make. Meanwhile uncle Jerry is face fucking me hard while dripping candle wax all over me. Each drop give me a lightly burn sensation. Surprisingly feeling really good. All the sudden Darryl pulled me up as he laid on his back. “Jerry. You know what your nephew needs” Darryl said to uncle Jerry then pull my head to make out with him. Something about the way he kiss was assertive and commanding. I could feel Uncle Jerry slowly pushing his dick in my hole. I must be high bc not only my hole did put up any resistance, I did not feel a trace of pain. I arch my back then uncle Jerry grabbed me from behind and both of his hands were pinching my nipple hard. “Oh Ben….fuck….your hole…….I can’t get enough of it….oh my god FUUUUUUUUCK” Uncle Jerry unloaded all in my hole. He had pinched my nipples so hard by accident, so they are a little tender. In exchange for his big load. It was so worth it. After he pulled his dick out, Darryl’s said, “Now it’s my turn, pup.” He picked me up and told me to grab on to his neck and wrap my legs around him then he absolutely raped my hole so hard. In this particular position, there’s only one position for me to be. I am the human fleshlight to his big black dick. “Where do you want my cum boy?” he asked as he picked up his pace. “Ahhh In….ahhhh……mmm hooooole” I responded. “What did you say?” he put his hand on my shoulder pushing me down toward his pelvis then there it was. Waves of his hot cum. So much warmer than Uncle Jerry’s for some reason. He held me in the same position for a few minutes as he gathered himself. When I was about to let go of his neck, he said “Not yet boy. I have one more thing to give you” With his hard dick in me, he carried me to the bathroom and turned on the overhead light so Uncle Jerry could see us. I could feel a warm stream of liquid filling up my hole and then leaking out. He pissed for a solid minute. I felt a bit light-headed when I got off of him. “That was probably the most concentrated chem piss I’ve ever given to anyone boy” He gentle help me stand on my feet again and told me to turn around. He turned on the shower and began rubbing soap on my from behind. I began to stroke my cock, but he stopped me. “Not so fast handsome. You can cum when your uncle let you cum. He said not to let you cum yet.” I was so high that I didn't fully process his words. The only thing in my mind was how empty my hole was feeling. I had no idea how long I was in the shower. But when I came out of the shower, Darryl was nowhere to be seen. Instead a police office in uniform is standing in the middle of the room with full uniform and a gun on his waist. There I was. Fully nude. Didn't think someone else was coming for the night. “Uncle Jerry!?” I said in a confused tone. “Oh….hey Ben. It's been years and wow you've grown. Look at the arms and abs. And the size of that dick. You're a Winston alright. You're the last person I expect to see here, and you look high as fuck. Jerry. You brought him down here? What the fuck is wrong with you?” “Zachariah?” I wasn't certain when I mumbled out that name “That's me”. Zachariah is 10 years older than me. He was our neighbor's only son. He's the role model that every parents wanted their sons to model after. He's athletic, handsome, and smart. I don't know him all that well bc of our age. I've always knew him as a quiet guy that keeps to himself. He still looks about the same. Dark hair, fit, and short almost buzzed haircut. But It's like I'm seeing a totally different person right now. I've never seen him like this before “Are we in trouble? Why are you here?” “I'll tell or rather show you here in a little bit. However…. do me a favor. Cuff yourself to that thing over there then we can talk.” Zachariah grab his handcuff off his waist and threw them to me. These are full on, legitimate handcuff. It's kinda heavy. I put one of my arm through the ring on the X wooden cross against the back wall and cuffed myself with the other arm on the out “raise your arms up and let me see it is secured” he said and I complied. I finally see what his hands have been doing now. Uncle Jerry is on his knees on the bed, bending over to suck his dick. Meanwhile, his arms are behind his back. Zachariah has been tying him up with rope. The rope goes around his head 3-4 times then I could not follow what happen after that. Somehow there are two perfect circle around uncle Jerry's nipples, leaving them exposed. Uncle Jerry hasn't said a word since I got out of the shower “What's going on? What do you want from us?” I asked “hahaha… Jerry. You brought him down here, and you didn't tell him that this could happen any time? I was on my way home, so I thought I'd stop and drop a load. As you can tell, I'm a cop. A few years ago, I caught your uncle Jerry with a fuck tons of what he shouldn't have had. He beg me to let him go so we made a deal back then that I'll let him go but at least twice a month I can stop by any hour of the day on any day to satisfied something that “I need”. That's what brought me here today. Watch this” Zachariah pull his dick out of Uncle Jerry's mouth, then he raises his arm back and high up to slap Uncle Jerry across his face “thank you master” said uncle Jerry “I'm married and I can't play with rough with my wife so a couple times a month I come by to let out my steam and also to remind Uncle Jerry who owns him. If he please me well. I might reward him with my seed. You probably didn't know your uncle Jerry is a submissive faggot, did you? Let me show to you the real him.” Zachariah pulled out of a slam, quite possibly the a triple slam. “Your uncle Jerry here turn into something that I bet you have never known about him. Watch this” Uncle Jerry swallowed Zachariah's dick as deep as he could, then he held still in that position with his arms extended behind him I don't even know what amount this is I'm holding in my hand. I've always come here and fill them up whatever I want then I do this “he injected Uncle Jerry with that syringe full of T. Uncle Jerry started coughing as if he couldn't catch his breath. He was rolling left and right bc God knows how much Zachariah put in that slam. But uncle Jerry couldn't move much bc he's tied up. Then Zachariah slap him hard on his left face this time and said “are you done yet. You were supposed to keep my dick hard.” Uncle Jerry is dripping sweat like crazy. He hasn't fully gotten used to that big slam yet but he's doing everything he could to pull himself together and follow Zachariah's order, obeying his demands. I honestly can't tell if he's enjoying this or not but in a strange way I'm so turned on. Uncle Jerry is fucking his own throat so deep that I can see where Zach's dick is in his throat. I can tell he's still shaking from that ridiculous slam “This is more like it. Don't be shy just bc Ben's here. You brought him down here yourself,” he said to Uncle Jerry “did you tell Ben what you are?” Zach asked “I'm your pig bottom, master,” Uncle Jerry said “I don't know if Ben heard you,” Zachariah said with a grin “I'M YOUR PIG BOTTOM, MASTER” “did you hear that Ben? Do you want to see what he can do?” then he said to uncle Jerry ”go let Ben get your pussy ready for me. I'm gonna go grab couple things”. Zachariah came over and uncuffed me but then immediately cuff my left arm back up to the post. uncle Jerry got on the floor facing away from me, then back up and said, “fuck Ben. Will you lick my pussy, please.” “yeah, but are you OK?” I asked “I will explain later. Please eat my pussy” then he looked down and whispered to me “Zach is watching us Ben. ~ Do what I asked please or you'd end up like me ~ Oh Benny Boy. Please get my pussy wet for my master”. He open up his legs as wide as he could bc his hands are still tied. Regardless what the situation is…uncle Jerry has a beautiful hole. That light pink hole is practically begging to be fucked. I press my tongue flat again his hole and lick up and down. “use your fingers too” uncle Jerry said. I just put my thumb in, hooking into his hole while my hand cup his balls. “more Ben. Master will want to see more” I now have 3 fingers in then I feel something in his ass. I was really confused about what I'm feeling bc only my middle finger could touch it and even then I had to push it deeper to finally hook something onto my finger. Out of nowhere I heard Zachariah's voice from the speakers “you look like you finally found it. Pull it Ben. Pull it and make sure you make eye contact with my pig. Take a good look at how much he loves it.” I'm looking right at Uncle Jerry in his eyes through the mirror to the left of us. He barely made a smile and gave me a nod. I could hear Zachariah coming down the stairs, and he said it again with an assertive tone, this time, “PULL IT!” I slowly pull the toward me as Uncle Jerry put his head on the floor and lean away from me. I'm keep looking at him and my hand, making sure I wasn't hurting him even though his eyes were close. Then I finally see it. Half of a pool ball size ball connected to a string. Just as I'm staring at the size of this ball. It started vibrating “Ahhh.. My god…. AhAhhhh” Uncle screamed while he still kept his eyes slightly open looking at me with his mouth open and his body somewhat twisted toward one side. Then Zach walked up next to me. Out of his cops uniform, wearing nothing but a metal cock ring right next to me “suck my dick and maintain eye contact with my pig and pull the rest out Ben. I don't have all night. If you don't do as I said” he whip uncle Jerry's back with his belt “next one will land on you and I won't hold anything back” I was shocked but quickly shoved his dick as deep as I could in my mouth and resume the pulling motion. The first one finally came out. Uncle Jerry is overwhelmed by the sensation and was moaning the loudest I've ever heard. Then Zachariah grabbed my head by my hair looked straight at me, and said, “Pull faster and pull it out, Ben. Do you hear me?” I have never seen Zachariah like this before. But I have no time to be shocked and starting pulling faster. The second ball is slightly smaller but still the size of a pool ball then as I'm pulling out the 3rd, Zachariah grabbed my hand and violently yanked the rest out. It's 4 more balls gradually decrease in size when the ball one the size of a Foosball. I couldn't believe that whole thing was in Uncle Jerry for I don't even know how long. Those anal balls left uncle Jerry covered in sweat with a rose bud that's slowly fading away. “isn't that beautiful. Go on. Taste every bit of his hole like it's the most delicious and luxery pig hole you've ever had” Zachariah said while looking new with wide eyes and a big smile. I made sure I did exactly what he asked. “mmmm Mmmm” was the sound I made licking uncle Jerry's rosebud “watch this” Zachariah said when he pull my head away then pressing his fist against Uncle's freshly recovered hole then almost on contact his fist is swallowed by uncle's hole and disappear in his ass. “Isn't this amazing” Zachariah said to me while I'm still sucking on his dick. I could hear Uncle Jerry gasping. “it's like wearing a puppet. There are so much you can do to control him when my hand is in him. I can do this” I can't tell what he was actually doing but it sure is driving uncle Jerry crazy because he went through several different reactions. For most, he does look like he is experiencing intense pleasure. “Then I usually like to end with his prostate,” Zachariah said. Uncle Jerry started making some high pitch gasping and moaning sound then about a minute later so much of his cum shoot out of his dick. Then unexpectedly Zachariah grab my head with his other hand and shove his dick all the way in then his dick swell up even more then drop his cum in my throat. “don't let a drop of my cum leak out of your mouth Ben” he said as he slowly pull his hand out of Uncle Jerry's ass. I swallow it and then open my mouth to show him. “Good boy. too bad I'm out of time today, so this has to end now bc I have to go. Good seeing you Ben” Zachariah got dressed. I thought he forgot that I was still cuffed, but he did come over to free me. then he walked back over to Uncle Jerry. Instead of untying him, he put out a pocket knife to cut the rope loose all at once then he stood in front of uncle Jerry who is still facing down to the ground kneeling down. Uncle Jerry kiss his crotch and said “thank you for master” then out the door he goes. Left me and uncle Jerry in the room in silence with music playing.

Chapter 2 I felt a sudden slap across my face, and I saw white in my eyes and I felt a burning sensation. This dude just slapped me across my face for no reason, what the hell. "It's not Adrian any more white boy, you can call me Daddy or Sir. White slut boys like you need to know your place." Adrian let go of my dick that he had been firmly holding and twisting this entire time. My dick stung like crazy as the blood rushed back and it the numbness started to wear away. The brute of a man sat at the edge of the bed and just stared at me with this piercing brown eyes. "Don't just stand there baby boy show me what we got to work with. I knew I wanted to fuck your preppy little college ass when I saw you sitting there in the airport, with your little booty shorts that only went down to the middle of your thigh, like all you little slutty college boys wear, and those white tube socks and white Converse. Goddamn you looked so fuckable, it took me all I could not to fuck you right there. I couldn't believe you agreed to come to my room. I knew right then my dirty dick would be in your ass tonight". My face went beet red hearing Adrian, or I guess "Daddy", talking to me like that like I was some kind of chick. I squirmed and didn't know what this man was asking me to do. I also wondered why the hell he referred to his dick as "dirty". He suddenly reached up and ripped away my towel, and I stood there fully nude with my cock hanging free just a few feet from this stranger. "Ok ok, looks like baby boy has a nice little baby dick. Not bad for a white boy, but I know you're not pleasing any women with that thing". I was so embarassed, but I also felt my anger rising inside me hearing this man insult me like that. My cock was about 6 inches long and nicely thick, and I had never heard any complaints from the women. It was average from what I had seen in locker rooms growing up. "Turn around and lets see the business side. Show me that college dumpy. Lets see if those cakes look as nice as they did in this little shorts you were wearing". I slowly turned around, awkwardly, having never been in this position before. "Oh look at those two tight white cakes. Goddamn my big cock is gonna look so good pushing between them. Spread those cheeks faggot let me see that little pucker." I reached behind me and pulled my ass cheeks apart, with my eyes closed, hoping that would somehow help spare me the embarassment if I pretended I wasn't in the room. I felt Adrian brush his finger around my crack, pressing at my hole. "Thats a tight pussy. You ever put anything up this tight ass boy?'" he asked me. "N..No....No Sir" I told him back with a shaky voice. "Mmhmm. I knew you were a little virgin college prep. Thinking you're straight jock with a girl. Wait until you get this black rod up that ass pussy. I guarantee all you little white fucks are the same. Once you take this cock balls deep you'll be begging for more. I bet you'll be a true little cock slut by morning". I told myself there was no way in hell I would ever let myself enjoy this. I was a straight man who loved women, there was no way I would ever enjoy a dick up my ass. "Bend over my lap here boy I wanna get started". I shuffled around and laid across this mans lap, like a little kid who was in trouble. I could not believe I was doing this. "This is whats gonna happen now slut. I'm gonna slap this ass around a bit, bring a little color out of it. I think it helps my boys realize whos in charge here". I rolled my eyes, as if I didn't already know I clearly was not the one calling the shots here. As I laid across Adrian's lap I noticed a new tattoo that I had not noticed before. Just above his waist line of his boxers was a weird symbol, kinda like the ones you see in the chemistry lab on dangerous chemicals. I don't think what Adrian told me totally clicked, because when I felt the first blow to my ass cheek I let out a squeel and stood out on my tip toes, trying to move. But Adrian's other hand held my firmly in his lap."I like when they squeel and squirm", Adrian said to nobody in particiular. "I'm gonna gonna forgive you this time white boy, but a good little faggot always thanks Daddy when he gives him something". "Yes sir" I responded, just before another blow struck my ass. "Thank you...Sir" I grunted out, with tears my in eyes from the pain. This was followed by a quick succession of three more slaps to my ass cheeks, which I quickly thanked him for to avoid any trouble. This went on for what felt like forever, with no random order. My ass would get spanked once, followed by a long silence as I laid across his lap, followed by three slaps, silence, then two slaps, silence, then three again, and then 1. My ass felt like it was on fire and I was pretty sure I was not gonna be able to sit for a week. Tears from the pain were rolling down my face, but I tried to keep it togther to show I wasn't weak. The weirdest thing was that my my cock got hard as Adrian beat my ass, and stayed hard the entire time. This didn't go unoticed by him, "Look at that hard little dicklet. Looks you are already turning into a little faggot, hard like that just from getting your ass slapped around. Straight men woudn't do that." As quick as it started, I was suddenly pulled off Adrians lap and told to get on my knees. I didn't know what he had in store for me next, but I was so happy to get a break from the spanking. "That ass is red as a tomato boy. You should see my handprints all over it. Its kinda cute. If you forget who's calling the shots tonight you will find your ass bent over my lap again until you remember who's in charge. Stay on your knees fag I gotta grab some stuff for our next lesson". Adrian walked away and I could hear him digging in his suitcase. I was afraid to look over, mostly because I didn't want to see what he was doing, but also because I didn't want him to think I was disobeying him. I kept my eyes looked on the flower pattern of the bed comforter in front of me for several minutes before I heard Adrian walking back. "Put your hands behind your back". As I moved them behind me, Adrian quickly grabbed one wrist and put some kind of leather strap around it and buckled it. This same process was followed by my other wrist. As soon as both wrists had the straps secured, I felt Adrian pull them together and I heard a clasp. My hands were stuck behind my back, and could not move them or get out of the straps if I tried. "That should keep those little white hands out of the way as you suck my big cock" Adrian whispered in my ear as he now grabbed my foot. The same process was repeated on my feet, the only difference was there was about a foot of chain between the two straps that allowed me to move them, ever so little but I could still move them. Adrian told me "I always care a little fuck boy kit when I travel, just in case I come across a little white slut boy like you who needs to be broken". Adrian came back around and sat on the bed in front of me. I remained kneeling in front of him, with my heart racing. I didn't know what was next, but I knew I had now given up total control to Sir. This was my first chance to really take a good look at Adrian up close. I could see his chest had a small amount of hair that covered his tight pecs. His stomach was tight, he didn't have a 6 pack but it was firm with a definite v shape. He had bulging veins that ran up both arms. It was apparent he spent some time in a gym. My eyes again noticed the biohazard tattoo, but I still had no clue what it meant. I could see the large bulge in his boxer briefs staring at me, intimidatingly. Of course this guys got a big cock I thought to myself, nervously, not knowing how I was going to manage this. "Time to meet your new friend fag" Adrian said to me as he roughly grabbed my head and rubbed it against his crotch. I could feel his cock rubbing against my face through his boxers. I could smell a musk, and a hint of piss. My own cock continued to betray me and was hard as a rock, even though I told myself I was not enjoying this. "I like you little bitches to have your hands tied down when they suck my cock for the first time. Keeps 'em out of the way, and that way you fucks can't try and push away the first time this big hog stretches their throat." Adrian pulled his boxers down to his ankles and he pulled my face in closer to his crotch. "Get that mouth on my cock slut boy. Keep this teeth off my dick or you're gonna regret it." I knelt there, frozen, not sure I could find the strength to put this big cock in my mouth. His cock was semi hard, and was already 6 inches and thick, with a big set of balls hanging low below it. Even his cock looked like it worked out, it had veins running all around it in all of the right places. "You like what you see? Thats what a real mans cock looks like fag boy. Get a good look at what gonna break that cherry ass here in a little bit". I must have waited too long, because Adrian grabbed his cock with one hand and pulled me by the hair in closer, "open that little mouth bitch and start working on this cock before you really regret it". I took this as encouragement and took another mans cock into my mouth for the first time. I had the big pink head in my mouth and it tasted kind of salty and felt fleshy. I started to suck, trying to replicate that way Audrey went down on my dick when she gave me dome. "Back and forth, just like that. You're getting the hang of this baby boy. You're doing good. You sure this is the big black cock in that pretty mouth?" I didn't answer, my mind numb with focusing on working this cock in my mouth, with the focus of maybe getting him off now and saving my ass. His cock was now rock hard, and looked to be about 8.5" long, and fairly thick. My mouth really had to stretch to take that log into my mouth. I was able to work about 4 inches in before I would gag and sputter. I felt a light slap to my face, and I looked up at Adrian with his cock filling my mouth. "Daddy asked you a question you little faggot. When I talk you better answer. This the first cock in your mouth boy?" "Mmmpmmph" I tried to answer back, with saliva now running out the corners of my mouth and running down my chin. Adrian continued pulling my head by the hair up and down his hard cock, back and forth, for what felt like forever. I could feel it twitch in my mouth, and Adrian would let out an "oh fuck baby", "goddamn work that cock", fuck that mouth feels so good on that big cock". I had a weird sense of pride that Adrian was enjoying this, and that I was doing a good job. Adrian was getting rougher and rougher with my mouth, and I was talking more of his cock. I could get about 5 inches, but every time it hit the back of my throat I would gag and sputter like I was gonna throw up. The back of my throat was starting to hurt as his cock head repeatedly slammed into it. Adrian took a more sympathetic tone, and told me I had to breath through my nose and just open my mouth and swallow his cock. He kept a hold of my hair, and rubbed my face softly with his other hand. His foot rubbed at my cock, "Look at that little white dicklet, hard as a rock. I knew you were gonna love being a fag. You were always a little fag deep down inside. I just had to bring it out". Tears ran down my face, I was unsure if it was from shame or from the cock in my throat. Maybe both. "I didn't tell you earlier, must have slipped my mind" Adrian smirked, as he continued "if you do a good job tonight you might get a gift later". What the fuck was this guy talking about. At this point, as my mouth was still being fucked by his cock, I didn't care and thought nothing of it. I am sure it was just some other twisted game he was trying to play with my head. After about 15 minutes of sucking Adrians cock my mouth was a total mess. There was spit and slobber running all down my face and chest. Adrian pulled my head back one last time and told me that was enough sucking his cock. "Not bad for your first time, don't worry we will train that little mouth to deepthroat my cock. Time to get on the bed put this cock up your pussy and take that cherry". Adrian pushed me forward onto the bed and I felt his body on the bed behind me. I knew I was about to get fucked and my heart was racing. I thought there was absolutely no way I could take his cock. "Da...Daddy....I don't think that big cock is gonna fit up my ass. It's gonna wreck me. Can I just keep sucking it until you cum?" I asked Adrian, trying to sound cute hoping he would take sympathy on me. I felt his hands softly rub my ass checks. I could feel his hard wet cock head touch my ass from time to time as it moved back and forth. He tapped my ass cheeks and told me "Baby boy this big cocks going up your ass tonight. You're not the first cherry I've broken and you're gonna love it once it's in, like all little white fuck sluts do. But it's gonna hurt like hell first". I was sick to my stomach and sweating. My heart was racing. How the fuck was he gonna fit the cock up my ass.

Trish Can’t Leave Me Now… I have profiles on several websites that are mainly straight, and while most of the guys ignore me completely, enough will say hi, some will chat, and a few will want to connect to make it worthwhile. They all have their reasons for contacting me or hooking up from they want something they cannot get at home, they are really bi-sexual or gay, but cannot be open about it, or they are just horn dogs who when they get drunk or get high want a nice warm mouth or a wet ass to fuck with no questions asked and no strings attached. My profile states my status and my love of taking hot cum, and they all love being able to fuck me raw, and for some I think there is a thrill of the risk as well. It still surprises how none of them even ask about using a condom. Joshua/Josh McDaniels III is one of those guys. Married, white, handsome, has a high-pressure job as an attorney with one of the biggest firms in Washington, DC handling defense issues, a nice looking wife, great house and car and more. Josh first hit me up several months ago. I was working from home, it was just about lunch time and Josh sent me an email that was blunt, cocky, and to the point: “I have a 6-day load and need someone to get on their knees and swallow it. Give me your address.” I sent him my address, Josh arrived, immediately unzipped without a word, I got on my knees and sucked him for about 5 minutes before he shot a tremendously huge load and left without saying one word to me. I was actually turned on by his rude and cocky attitude, but even more by his big white dick. He was a good 9 inches and over 6 inches around and once we got the angle right, he gave me one of the best throat fucks of my life by grabbing the back of my head and fucking rough and hard like he was releasing all of his tension, anger, and sexual frustration into me. From that day on Josh sent me emails a couple times a week and every session was the same. He barely spoke if at all, just unzipped, grabbed my head, slam fucked my throat, zipped up and left, and I didn’t mind at all as he fed me big loads every time. A few months in, as Josh got ready to leave, he pulled a pair of red lace panties out of his suite coat pocket, tossed them onto the floor by me and said, “Next time have those on.” They smelled of a woman, not sure who, but did not matter as I did as he asked and when he arrived next time and saw me he got this strange look on his face. This time when he started to fuck my throat he started getting verbal. “Dumb bitch, think you can deny me? I give you everything! Yet you hold out on ME? ME? I WILL get what I need. I will fuck you, you are my wife, MY WIFE and your pussy is MINE!!!” With that Josh held his dick balls deep down my throat as I gagged and choked and fought to breathe as he shot his biggest load ever. Our suck sessions during lunch time became Josh’s therapy. I would kneel wearing his wife’s panties while he throat fucked me hard as he could and let out every complaint, hurt feeling, frustration, and piss ass thing she had done to irritate him. He still left as soon as he cummed, but I could tell he always felt much better when he did. It was about four weeks after I started wearing her panties that Josh’s email came near the end of the work day and said, “Turn off your lights. Leave the door open. Be doggy style and ass lubed as I will be there in 45 minutes.” Wow, he was going to fuck me? I was not going to ask why and so quickly got ready, set out some lube and towels, he buzzed from the front door, I punched the code to let him in, quickly opened my front door and left it ajar, killed the lights, and was ready on the ottoman with my ass up when he walked in. Josh slammed the door and was mumbling and grumbling and unlike before, this time he kicked his shoes off and made me jump as they hit the wall. He dropped his pants, and soon his right hand was on my ass feeling the panties. “You fucking cunt, think I wouldn’t find out? Thought you were being sneaky? Don’t make me laugh. You’ve never been that bright honey have you? I didn’t marry you for your brains, but for THIS!!!!” Josh snarled as he tore the panties off and slammed his dick into my waiting ass. I cried out as Josh grabbed me and fucked hard as he continued, “You think you can fucking cheat on me? Dumb cunt. You DENY me and then sleep with that fucking pussy Robert? You are MINE to fuck, not his. You are my WIFE, not his! This is MY PUSSY!! HOW FUCKING DARE YOU, I’LL SHOW YOU, YOU FUCKING….” Josh slammed my torn ass balls deep and held his dick there as it spasmed and his orgasm rocked his whole body as my ass was bred raw and flooded with his cum. When Josh was done he yanked his dick out, grabbed one of the towels on the floor, wiped himself off, got dressed and left without another word. Our sessions now became very intense as Josh became much more aggressive and physical as things with his wife went from bad to worse, and he let all of his pain and anguish and frustration out in fucking me. Josh was fucking me almost every day now and while I felt bad for the man and wanted to help, or talk, or something, he clearly did not so I helped the best way I could – giving him a nice raw hole to breed and fuck how he wanted. Three weeks after Josh had started fucking me, and several pairs of panties later as he had taken to literally ripping them off me, Josh finished up, got dressed, but instead of leaving turned the lights on, sat down, and said, “Thank you. I know this has probably seemed a bit nutts, or that I’m nutts, and…well, I just wanted to say thank you for letting me deal with this in my own way and for being there for me.” “You’re welcome man,” I said, “and I hope you know how much I enjoy you. You have an amazing dick, and I love how you make me suck it and fuck my pussy and I would do anything you want.” Josh blushed a little, nodded, then asked, “You would do anything?” By the look in his eyes I was not sure if that was good or bad, I nodded yes, he breathed deep then said, “If you are taking any medicine for you know, what you got, I want you to stop for a few weeks, OK? I’m still going to fuck and use you, but then, well. Just stop.” Like Josh asked, I stopped my meds and when I had my next check up my doctor was concerned as she said my viral load had suddenly spiked and she wanted me to come back in 4-weeks for a follow-up to see if my meds needed to be adjusted. I told Josh the next time he fucked me, he gave me an evil grin and said, “Good. Trish and I have started couples therapy to ‘work on our issues’. She thinks I am cold, distant and work to hard, but is happy to spend my fucking money. I would divorce her if I could, but her Daddy is a partner in my firm, and you know, well, it just can’t be done. Friday I am going to come fuck you, then you are going to come with me to my house. I have a little surprise for Trish.” I just nodded as my mind started to race wondering what Josh was up to. True to his word Josh fucked the daylights out of me on Friday, we got dressed, and I hopped into his Jaguar with him, his cum still hot and deep in my ass. As we drove over the Georgetown Josh said, “Trish has bugged me for years about doing a threesome,” Josh said with a tone of sadness to his voice. “I never understood it, still don’t, on why she could not be happy with just me. I was willing to do anything she wanted, kink, S&M, you name it. Well, I told her yesterday her wish is coming true. Tonight she will get her threesome as you are going to fuck her.” I turned to Josh with a ‘what the fuck’ look on my face. I’m a bottom, and while I can get hard and have fucked women in the past, it’s just not my thing now. “Trish will be in the bedroom, blindfolded. I told her you were a client from the firm, well educated, rich, New England blue blood, just her type,” Josh said. We arrived at Josh’s house, one of those big old money houses in Georgetown that used to be owned by someone famous, or a Senator, or something. The house was quiet, appeared they did not even have a dog, let alone kids. We stopped in the kitchen, downed a couple shots of liquor, and as I followed Josh up the stairs he began taking his tie off and unbuttoning his shirt. Josh opened the large double doors at the end of the hall and let me in. Trish was sitting on the bed in a black leather hood with just an opening for her mouth, waiting, her long, wavy brown hair falling just below her shoulders, her breasts were nice and firm with big nipples that looked like they had recently been twisted and worked on. Her hands were by her side and she was shaking slightly. Josh looked at her with disgust, turned, smiled at me and said, “You ready?” I nodded yes and nervously began to undress. The moment Josh began to touch Trish her whole body shook and when she raised her hands up to touch him he slapped them away and grabbed her nipples and twisted hard, making her jump and yell. Josh smiled, pushed her back onto the bed, spread her legs, and kneeled on the floor in front of her pussy and began to eat her out. I was not sure what to do and just stood there until Josh looked up, waved me to the bed, so I climbed onto the bed beside Trish and as I leaned over to lick her nipple, her left hand felt around and found my hard dick. Trish was moaning, gyrating her hips and when I bit lightly onto her left breast, she raised her chest up asking for more. I soon scooted up by Trish’s head and stuck my dick in her waiting mouth. I forgot how different a woman sucking dick was from a man. It was not bad and I stayed hard, but still. Josh was now standing up, one arm on the bed holding himself up as he fingered her pussy before he lowered himself into her bareback, the only lube was his spit and whatever juices her pussy let flow. Josh pulled out, told me to come to the end of the bed, pulled Trish back and had her get doggy style and I watched as he started ramming three fingers in her pussy, hard and rough, which she clearly liked. The more he finger fucked her, the angrier Josh looked and was soon clearly digging around in her pussy as she was squirming and her moans became more ouches of pain. Josh held up his three fingers in front of my face and I could see they were coated with some blood and pussy juice. He smiled and said, “Fuck her.” I stepped up behind Trish and as she felt my strange dick enter her pussy, she let out a big “OOOHHHHHH” and pushed back on me. I am not nearly as big as Josh, but Trish seemed to like it, so while Josh stood stroking his dick, I fucked his wife with my poz dick. I had no idea what Trish was thinking she was getting, but I doubt it was a bottom guy’s dick full of poz cum whose ass was dripping with her husband’s load. After a few minutes of watching me fuck Trish, Josh got behind me, fingered my hole with the bloody fingers he had had inside Trish, then he drove his dick into my ass. His thrust pushed me hard into Trish and she let out another big “OOOHHHHHH”. Josh’s cum that was already up my ass provided all the lube he needed and as he fucked me, I fucked Trish. “You like this?” Josh asked as he deep dicked my ass. I nodded my head, Josh fucked me harder and faster and the heat from Trish’s pussy was working its magic on my dick. I could feel my own load start to churn and while I usually don’t cum when I am being fucked as for me, it is all about the top’s pleasure, I was enjoying the intensity of the feeling of being so on the edge. Josh whispered in my ear so only I could hear, “Lean over a little, jab her pussy hard.” “I’m close man, not sure I should, I don’t want to cum, you know….” I replied. Josh chuckled, “Why do you think you are here? I want you to breed her, I want you to infect that cunt, now do it!” Josh picked up his pace, slamming my prostate as he pushed me to edge. My poz cum was boiling now and I could not hold back. Josh was deep in my ass and my dick needed to release and so I dug my fingers into Trish’s tender white flesh as I grabbed her and squeezed as hard as I could as I loudly said, “OH FUCK, I’M GOING TO SHOOT, SHIT, HERE I CUM!!!” Josh slammed me deeper and harder and as I started to breed his wife’s pussy, my ass spasmed and clenched tight and Josh had to pummel it hard to keep his dick inside me as he too let his cum flow. I felt like I could not stop cumming and my knees shook as my dick continued to push my infected load into Trish and her wet walls. When Josh was done he eased out of my ass and when my breath returned a little more to normal I pulled out of Trish, a trail of wet dripping from her pussy as I did. Josh looked at the poz cum dripping out of her, smiled at me, then he strode into the bathroom and came back with two white towels. We wiped our dicks off, the damage done showing clearly on the white towels, dropped them on the foot of the bed, got dressed, and as we left the bedroom Trish was still on the end of the bed doggy style, her pussy glistening from my cum. Josh drove me home, asked to come up for a drink, and he gave me another load of cum before he left two hours later as a thank you. I saw Josh a couple times the following week and he did not seem quite as angry, but he still fucked rough and used my ass to relieve all his tension. He said Trish had been asking him to fuck her every day, and she had even offered to give him head, but that he refused and told her the only way he would as if we did the threeway again. She immediately said yes and he asked me if I was up for it and if so, to not jack off all week as he wanted her as full of cum as I could. I said sure, and the next two Friday nights were a repeat of the first. Trish would be waiting for us on the bed with her hood on. Josh would get her prepped and I would load her up with my poz cum as Josh fucked me and bred me. On the fourth week when I saw Josh he was actually smiling and seemed to be in a great mood. This time, Josh had me lay on the bed and he took his time kissing me, playing with my ass, then he had me lay on my stomach as he fucked me. “You are so good to me, thank you,” Josh said, “I don’t know how to repay you.” I was focused on Josh going deep and was note sure what he meant until he said, “Trish got sick, very sick, and she tested HIV+. She was crying and babbling when she told me and got angry when I could only smile. She still didn’t understand so I had to explain it to her. I had to explain to her how of course she was, that’s what happens when you fuck around and cheat on your husband with pieces of shit like Robert. No one will want her now. No one will want to fuck her infected pussy so she can’t leave me now no matter what. What would her family say? She would be disowned, all that money would go away – poof! You should have seen her as it all sunk in. That was the last time I will fuck her too, the only pussy I want now is yours, so get your legs up, my balls are aching and I need someplace to unload.” The end -

You just gotta practice buddy. It takes experience to deep throat a big cock. When I first met my boy, Drew he was inexperienced in all areas of sex with men. I enjoy having my cock sucked so cocksucking was one of the first things I taught him. Firstly I made sure his nasal airways were open and he could breathe freely through his nose. After all he wasn’t gunna be breathing through his mouth when it’s full of my cock. Then I put as much of my cock in his mouth as he could manage without gagging - just under half my shaft. I really wanted to grind my balls on his chin but he wasn’t ready for that. I decided to train him to swallow my sperm before taking all my cock. So for the next week or so I’d only fuck his mouth with half my shaft but always cum in his mouth.When he was used to swallowing my load I progressed to depth training. I made him lie on my bed on his back with his head held back, hanging over the edge. This position puts his mouth and throat in a straight line so my cock is not hitting the back of his throat - instead it slides straight down. I was soon able to go balls deep in his mouth - still slowly so I didn’t make him gag excessively. I fucked his mouth like this for several sessions until he got used to me shooting my load in his mouth. Now thanks to my training I can fuck Drew’s mouth and throat in any position and as hard as I like and every time he gratefully takes my load.

It's not that we don't give a shit - it's more that when we're getting what we need (your raw Hole), we're not all that focused on your Cock. If you like to jack it while taking loads, great. Do that. If you don't, great - don't do it. In the backrooms/fuckjoints, we're all there to get what we need, and give other guys what they need. Tops tend to focus on your Hole, and not much else. We put our mouths on it ... we watch it open when we start to fuck it ... we watch how it opens up for our Cocks, we're focused on your sweet, raw Hole needing our Cocks/loads. If you want some kind of attention, merely ask for it, and it'll be yours. Bottom's Cocks vary in their reaction to getting fucked, and your Cock isn't our main focus. Some of us like to use verbal stimulation to turn up the heat, but I don't think most of us are actually interested in the bottom's Cock. We're Hole-Hounds ....

#1 Cairo, Egypt. There has to be at least 100 tops for any bottom out there. #2 Doha, Qatar. Oddly enough, one of the places where bottoms thrive #3 Berlin, Germany. Third on my list, but there's a top for every bottom out there. If you can't get fucked in Berlin, it's time to go into priesthood #4 Gran Canaria, Spain. Always a top ready to unload #5 Beirut, Lebanon. Half of male population is a little gay, and of course, tops #6 Frankfurt, Germany. Never disappoints. #7 Paris, France. Best Arab city in the world. And they grow them big out there! #8 Montreal, Canada. Maybe it's French that makes them tops? #9 Tirana, Albania. Such a beautiful collection of tops. mostly young though #10 Buenos Aires, Argentina. The most handsome, preciously groomed, big dicked, lots of cum producing tops. And my list in reverse order, meaning places with least amount of tops, in the meaning that bottoms have very little chances of getting fucked, other than by the occasional top: #1 entire PNW (from Vancouver, Canada down to San Fran) - it's dead out there. If you find a top, cherish him, nurture him, protect him LOL #2 Most places in Africa (other than Egypt, you may score on a few BBC but don't expect too many; it's rather dry out there) #3 Scandinavian countries (again, you may score two or three sweet encounters, but that's about it. A lot of talk, but no walk) #4 Australia (unless you are 22 -24, max 25) and have a body to die for, you won't find too many tops. Ocassionally, you will find some hairy Greek guy who wants to fuck, but then they will ask for condoms, prep, insurance, blessing from the church, etc.) #5 most of Asia, other than Middle East (sure you will find tops, but most would be tourists and not locals)

State prison.

Again see disclaimers in Part 1. Happy New Year everyone! Freshman Project: Jason (Part 4) Jason woke up the next morning in his bed. His 5 inch cock his was rock hard and his jaw was sore. He was not sure if it was just his imagination or not, but he thought he could still taste Blake’s cum in his mouth. His mind was at war with itself. His religious upbringing was trying to make him feel guilty for all the sins he committed last night, specifically smoking pot and sucking a man’s cock. Meanwhile there was no denying that it had been the best night of his life. Part of him also feared it might have just been a dream, but when he looked down at the floor and saw the backpack that Blake had sent home with him, he knew it was not a dream. ***Last Night*** The southern baptist evangelical closeted gay boy had never felt more alive than after he had declared Blake his Master. Blake had reward him by sliding off the dirty jockstrap and freeing his thick veiny cock. Once free of the pouch, it quickly grew to its fully nine and half inch glory. “Worship my cock slave,” commanded Blake after his heavy cock had been freed and flopped against his smooth abs. “Yes Master,” responded Jason, embracing his new role. While he had no real life experience, he had learned enough about computers to be able to secretly watch a lot of gay porn over the years without his parents finding out. He shifted his position so that he was no longer laying next to Blake but was on his hands and knees perpendicularly to Blake’s body. He gently ran his hand over Blake’s cock, enjoying the sensation of feeling another cock for the first time. It felt similar to his own, but so much bigger. The one thing he noticed was that it was not quite as stiff as his smaller cock, even hard it still had a bit of bend to it. Being stoned out of his gourd, Jason took a long time just feeling the thick cock with his hands, running his hands up and down it, slowly jacking it. As he ran his hand down to the base he finally noticed Blake’s large balls nestled between the swimmer’s bare legs. Like the cock, the senior’s balls were much bigger then Jason’s. He wrapped his around the older boy’s balls, and gently stroked Blake’s cock with one hand while fondling his balls with the other. He watched as the head of Blake’s cock slide in and out of his foreskin. “That’s my Boy, now use your tongue,” order Blake. “Yes Master,” said Jason, getting turned on by feeling like this hunk of an upperclassman owned him. The most gorgeous guy he had ever met in real life was calling him his. As he started to lower his face and stick out his tongue, there was a small part of his weed addled brain that recalled all the safer sex messages he had been subject to during orientation and the meeting at the Rainbow Center he had attended, ‘use a condom, even for oral sex’, it said. As he stared down at the huge beautiful cock that belonged to his new god, he rationalized ignoring the advice, ‘it’s just a blow job, it is low risk, I want to to taste him, not a rubber.’ He ran his tongue up from the base of Blake’s cock to the head as he pulled the skin down to make sure the head of Blake’s cock was exposed. He saw a glistening drop of pre-cum oozing out the tip. He licked up to the tip and swirled his tongue around the head savoring the sweet taste of Blake’s pre-cum. “Suck it Boy, I don’t expect you to take the whole thing tonight, but eventually I’ll train you to be able take the whole thing, you want that right? You want to be able to deep throat real men’s cocks, don’t you slut?” asked Blake. “Yes, oh yes,” replied Jason. He opened his mouth and took Blake’s cock into his mouth. Blake knew he did not need to push too far tonight and punish Jason for not saying Sir or Master every time. There would be plenty of time to fully break the boy and unleash his truly submissive side. So instead of reprimanding the freshman, he just lay there passively as the horny repressed stoned teen let himself indulge a long unfulfilled fantasy and suck his first cock. “Take as much as you can and use your hands on the rest. Yeah that’s it. Get it nice and wet, feel it in the back of your throat, you’re doing great Boy,” instructed Blake, coaching the virgin boy, “Pull on my balls, yeah that’s it.” Having cum twice the night before and once before practice today, it took Blake awhile before he was ready to shoot his load. He made Jason work for it and much to Blake’s delight Jason never once complained about how much Blake’s thick cock made his stretching jaw ache. He warned Jason as he was about to cum, “I’m close Boy, you are going to make me shoot my load. I’m going to cum for you, take my load, take it, you’ve earned having part of me inside you.” Jason felt proud that he was going to make this hot experienced older guy cum. He had no second thoughts, he wanted to taste Blake’s cum, he wanted to have a part of Blake in him. It just felt right. Even though his jaw was hurting him, he redoubled his efforts, trying to take even more of the thick monster cock into his mouth and down his throat. “Oh yeah, take my gift Boy, swallow me, you want that cum, oh fuck yeah,” moaned Blake as he shot his load into Jason. The first couple of shots went straight down Jason’s throat, but the boy started to gag and pulled back so the rest went into his mouth. He did a good job making sure he caught it all and none spilled out. Jason savored the taste, it was both sweet and bitter at the same time. Blake reached down and gently stroked Jason’s cheek, “Fuck yeah, you did good Boy, savor that cum. A man’s cum is a great gift for a slave. Cherish it.” After he had recovered from his orgasm, Blake pulled Jason up and kissed his newest boy. He hugged the boy to him and gently rubbed his sides. Now was the time to be gentle and caring. Coach Malone had taught him that nothing was better to sooth the guilt an inexperienced boy might be feeling than snuggles. He smiled to himself as he felt Jason melting into him. He snuggled with Jason for ten minutes or so, letting the boy come to terms with what had just happened before he rolled over on top of the smaller student. Jason’s eyes shot open as he felt Blake’s full weight on top of him. He saw Blake smiling down at him. “Your turn,” said Blake. “Huh?” responded Jason. Blake sat up, pulling his legs underneath him, and straddled Jason, his naked ass resting on top of the boy’s small hard cock still covered by his tight skinny jeans. “No more speaking Boy until your Master says you can. Do you understand? Nod if you understand,” said Blake. Jason nodded eagerly. "Stay there, put your hands behind your head and clasp them,” order Blake. Jason complied. Blake climbed off of Jason and the bed. He smiled down at his newest toy, “You are so cute. You are meant to serve men. Now to reward you for taking the first step in accepting yourself, I’m going to make you cum for me, for me. Do you understand?” Jason was about to say something when he remembered that he had been ordered not to speak, so he nodded instead. He was rewarded by seeing Blake smile again. He wondered why it made him so happy to see Blake smile at him. ‘Was Blake right, was he meant to serve men?’ he asked himself. Blake reach down and unbuttoned Jason’s jeans then pulled them and his underwear down to his hips, freeing his five inch rock hard cock. Blake grabbed a tube of lube from the nightstand and squeezed a small amount into his hand. He then reached down and started to stroke Jason’s cock. “Cum for Daddy, cum for Daddy, give me your load Boy. Yeah you want this, you want to be sex slave for dominant men, don’t you?” asked Blake as he stroked him. Jason blushed but he knew deep down that Blake was right. This felt so right, he loved being told what to do, he always had. That was why he had always been a good boy for his overbearing religious dad. He did what he was told even if he did not like it. He needed a man to tell him what to do, he wanted to please a man, that was when he truly felt alive. “Go ahead and shoot your load Boy, you have my permission. Cum for me,” order Blake as he knew Jason was not going to last much longer. “AHHHHHH,” screamed Jason as the most powerful orgasm of his life rocked his young body. The first shot of his cum landed in his hair, the next on his face and rest trailed down his chest and stomach as his body twitched on the bed. When the last bit of cum had been milked from the boy’s balls, Blake started collecting it off his body with his lubed up hand. “Open your mouth Boy, cum is not to go to waist, it needs to always go in your mouth or ass. Show me you understand,” commanded Blake. Jason instinctively knew how to respond, he opened his mouth. He greedily licked and sucked the cum and lube off Blake’s fingers as his Master fed him his own cum. Once all the cum had been cleaned off Jason’s body, Blake lay back down along side Jason and took the boy into his arms, “You can speak again Jason, our scene is over. I hope you enjoyed it.” Jason started crying tears of joy. Blake was not surprised by the response, Aiden had reacted similarly. He held the freshman against him and let the boy process his emotions. When the tears had subsided, Blake spoke again, “You okay?” “Yes, thank you. That was, I don’t know how to describe it,” said Jason. “Heh, I’m glad you enjoyed it. I really enjoyed it too and I want to see you again. I look forward to doing even more, would you like that? Would you like me to take you on a journey of discovery?” asked Blake, already knowing the answer. “Yes,” said Jason. “Cool, you are a really awesome guy Jason,” said Blake. They stayed cuddling for awhile longer before Blake spoke again, “So Jason, about ‘safe sex’; the school makes me say a lot of shit about it, but the reality is that condoms suck. They totally kill the vibe and don’t feel good. While I have to push them in the meetings, I don’t use them. I don’t like having a barrier come between me and my partner. I want to feel you and I want you to feel me. I hope that’s not going to be a problem?” Jason cuddled his naked body up against the naked body of the senior god that was lying next to him. “I can understand that, but aren’t you concerned about STD’s?” he asked. “Not really. Everything is treatable these days. Even if it can’t be cured, it can be kept in check. If you have concerns you should go to the campus health clinic and ask them,” offered Blake. Jason felt a deep sense of dread at the prospect of talking with strangers about sex, “I don’t know if I could do that.” “If you have any concerns, you should. Ask for Ian though, he’s a gay guy that won’t judge you and will answer all your questions honestly. I don’t ever want you to feel that you’ve been pressured into anything you didn’t want to do, so while you can come over and suck me off whenever you want, I’m not going to fuck you until you beg me to fuck you, and I’m not going to wear a condom, you understand?” asked Blake. Jason was still too stoned to really understand, but he knew he did not want to say no to Blake, so he said, “Yes Master, I understand. But um, being honest, I don’t know if I can, um take you, you know, up there. You’re so big.” Blake gave a little chuckle, “I’m big but I’m not ‘that’ big compared to some others. If you want, I can send you home with a few toys that you can test out and play with at your own pace to start getting you ready, would you like that?” Even though Jason had sucked off Blake and eaten both his and his own loads of cum, he blushed. “I guess,” was his answer. “No guessing BOY,” scolded Blake. Jason sheepishly answered, “Yes Master, I’d like that, I want to be ready for you.”

I fuck bare. I shoot deep inside. No pull outs ever. I turn down covered fucks and guys wanting bb but pull outs. I want you to take my seed and keep it inside as long as possible. The bottoms I fuck desire seed. They work for it and will get it from me. Sometimes more than one load! It’s so natural!

The Tattoo Artist: Chapter 5 We arrived at my house. While Zak chased me to the front door I stripped off my shirt and dropped it on the front porch. I flung the door open and ran toward the staircase with my hard cock begging to burst from my jeans. Zak caught up to me at the stair landing. He grabbed my ankle on my way up the steps, causing me to catch myself as I fell to the stairs. I laughed and turned over onto my back as he crawled up the stairs on top of me. He grinned, “You can’t get away from me, hot man.” I put my arm around his neck and pulled Zak’s lips to mine. As he rested his body on top of me I felt his boned up shaft press against mine. “Like I didn’t want to be caught.” The trail of clothes contnued. I pulled Zak’s shirt off over his head and tossed it aside. The pants were next. After I unzipped his jeans and worked them off his sweet ass, Zak stood up and kicked them to the floor at the base of the stairs. I remained on the steps leaning back on my elbows. He stood before me naked and hard then slowly made his way up the steps, straddling my body. He towered over me with his monster meat dancing straight out at attention and balls dangling above my face. Poison drooled from the monster’s mouth. I reached up to his chest and slid my hand down his abdomen to his cock. I grasped his shaft working more precum from his piss hole and down his Prince Albert jewelry. Strings of toxic juice dripped from his jewelry and met my tongue on the way to his death stick. I ran my tongue across his PA ring, to his gaping urethra, lapping up all his sweet nectar. I licked the head of his beast then slipped his shaft past my lips and down my throat while massaging his low hanging balls. He groaned with pleasure as I continued to devour his cock. Zak pulled his dick from my mouth and straddled my body on his knees. He unzipped my jeans and crawled down a few steps before standing up. Zak grabbed my pants leg and tugged to slip my jeans off, but they didn’t budge because I held onto the waistline. I started to laugh. “Oh, you think that’s funny, do you?” Grinning, “Yep!!” He yanked harder. I grabbed the handrail to brace myself but still slid down a step or two as my jeans let loose and tore off my body with one swift swoop. My hard rod slapped against my abdomen with a smack. Zak whipped my jeans to the floor with a grin on his face. “Turn over and get on your knees. Get ready to take my poz cock, pig.” Zak smacked me on the ass with his open palm then positioned behind me. He spit on my hole and in his hand and lubed both up. With one swift jab he tore open my hole with the head of his mighty tool. “Woah, Zak!! You mean business.” He showed no mercy and plowed into my ass with the full length of his shaft. “Take my poz meat, bitch.” The more he talked dirty to me, the harder and more turned on I got. “Fuck, yes….give it to me.” As he rammed into me again, “If you’re not poz yet, you will be after today. I’m going to tear you up.” “It feels so fucking good. Fuck me!!” “You like my poz dick in you, don’t you bitch?” “I love it. Poz my ass.” “I can’t hear you bitch. You want it?” “Yes!! I want your DNA in me.” Zak continually pounded into my prostate, pushing me closer to the edge. He again cracked his hand on my ass then grabbed my hips and rammed in me harder and harder. “I’m going to wreck that hole till you bleed, bitch. You’re getting my babies right into your blood.” Zak was relentless. I could feel his PA stretching and tearing my hole up. “Fuck, yes, bitch. That’s what I wanted to see. Look at this, bitch.” Zak pulled out of my ass. I turned my head to see his meat pulsing and throbbing, coated with streaks of red blood. He again slammed his two fingers into my ass and pulled them out with red juice on them (a mixture of poz precum and blood). “Taste my virus in your blood.” I stuck out my tongue and he slid his fingers into my mouth. I sucked and licked them clean swallowing every bit down my throat. “Fuck, that is so fucking hot. Ready for my poz load, bitch?” “Yes, give it to me.” “What do you want, pig?” “I want your poz cum in me!!” “Are you sure?” “Yes, I’m sure.” “Beg for it, bitch. Beg for me to convert your ass.” “Fuck, please, give me your poz cum. Please charge me up.” Zak increased his force of his thrusts and again grasped my hips. “You loved fucking that waiter, didn’t you, bitch?” “Fuck yes. I loved breeding him.” “Giving him your seed to convert him.” “Yes, I want to infect guys.” “Fuck!! Share my virus. Poz those bareback pigs.” “Yes!!” “Fuck, here comes my poison, bitch.” “Oh Fuck, yes. Give it to me.” Zak thrust into me balls deep, and his cock began to pulse. Each throb made my ass pucker tight around his death stick. I reached for my cock, and just touching the shaft of my rod pushed me over the edge. My cock erupted. As my rod sprayed semen onto the stairs I felt Zak’s jizz coat my bloody guts. My ass was full of toxic seed. Zak pulled out from my hole, and bloody jizz leaked from my wrecked ass. Zak quickly lapped up his spooge then shared it with me in a deep, passionate kiss. Zak laid on the steps next to me, sweaty and panting. I remained on my hands and knees, puffing, and grinning from ear to ear. Being with Zak was exhilarating. He looked into my eyes, and with a serious look on his face reached up to me and caressed my cheek with a gentle touch of his hand. “I know we just met, Zeek, but I know how I feel about you. I want to be with you, two pig partners.” “You mean two poz, pig, partners.” “Yes, two poz, pig, partners.” I leaned over and gently kissed his lips and buried my tongue in his mouth. “I’d love that.” Zak and I showered together, lathering each other up, and boning each other up. I sucked his hard dick, deep throating him and tasting his sweet nectar that I loved. He pulled his cock from my mouth. “Open up, Zeek.” His cock pointed upward in front of my face. I stuck my tongue out to meet a stream of piss shooting from his shaft hole. He filled my mouth with urine, and I gulped it all down my throat. Zak grasped his dick and aimed it at my head, spraying piss all over my face. I lapped it from my lips as it drenched my stache. He continued to spray piss all over my body. I loved seeing it shoot from his dick hole, and again took his stream down my throat. The last few shots of piss ran down my throat, and I again took the full length of his massive meat into my mouth. Zak pulled me to my feet and made out with me while the hot water pounded against our bodies. That evening we cruised the club scene looking for fellow pigs to stealth fuck. I was pretty confident that Zak’s virus was in my system, and that I could very well be poz or pozzing very soon. Either way, the thought of us converting a negative pig together had my dick rock hard sitting at the bar. We scoped out the potential victims, and noticed a cute, trim, blonde haired twink sitting alone at the other end of the bar. He had a nice, scruffy, beard covering his face, and something about blondes and redheads gets me boned, not to mention the thought of our dicks in his twink ass bare. Zak and I motioned for the bartender and bought our twink a drink. The bartender pointed us out, and the twink raised his glass and smiled to thank us. We did the same and motioned for him to come join us. He picked up his drink and made his way to our end of the bar. As he approached us he put out his hand for the customary handshake. “Hi, thanks for the drink guys, I’m Ian.” “Zak and Zeek.” We each took his hand to shake it. A solid handshake, a good sign (I think you can tell a lot about an individual from a handshake). For starters this told me he was confident, and sure of himself. “Different names you don’t hear all the time… nice. Are you two partners?” I looked at Zak, and before I could say a word he blurted out, “Yes, we are.” “You two look good together. Nice ink too, guys. I love tattoos.” “Have any ink, Ian?” “No, but I’d like to. I just can’t make up my mind what to get.” (Thinking to myself) I know what you can get…..a biohazard tattoo after we poz your sweet ass. “Well, Zak here is a tattoo artist. He’s doing my sleeve.” “Awesome!! You do beautiful work, Zak.” Then Zak added, “If you decide you want some ink, I’d be happy to schedule a consultation with you.” “Oh, are you here in Milwaukee?” “No, I’m in Chicago, but I can pack up my equipment and head up here to see Zeek and do some ink work for you.” “Oh, so you live in Milwaukee, Zeek?” “Yep, we’re doing the long distance thing for now. We just met not too long ago.” “Cool.” He raised his glass again, “Well here’s to you two. A handsome couple.” “Thanks, Ian.” “I’ll be right back guys. I have to piss like crazy.” Ian turned and made a bee line for the men’s room. “Sweet, look at that ass, Zak.” “I’d love to tag team that.” “Well, what are you waiting for, Zak?” “Be right back.” Zak was off his bar stool in a flash and heading for the men’s bathroom. Zak walked into the dimly lit men’s room, took a spot next to Ian at the urinal, and whipped out his dong. The urinal was a long trough…..quite the cruisy scene. “Well, your cock is as beautiful as your ass, Ian.” Ian started to piss. “Fuck, are you ever hung, and inked too, so hot.” That’s all it took, and Ian’s cock started to bone up. Zak reached over and put his hand into Ian’s piss stream then licked his fingers. “MMMM, sweet.” Ian stopped pissing and looked at Zak. Ian was now fully erect, “You like piss too?” Zak grasped Ian’s shaft and turned Ian toward him. He got down on his knees and put the head of Ian’s cock in his mouth. “You want my piss?” Zak only nodded yes since his mouth was quite full. “Fuck, here it comes.” Ian let go a full stream of piss. Zak didn’t lose a drop and guzzled all of Ian’s piss from the tap. Zak came up for air, “God, I love piss.” Zak put Ian’s cock back in his mouth and started to deep throat his boned up meat. After a few minutes of sucking a guy stumbled into the bathroom and interrupted the play. “Oh, excuse me guys, sorry.” The guy awkwardly fumbled his way out of the bathroom and let the door close. Zak and Ian laughed. “Guess we should take this to Zeek’s place. Are you game?” “Absolutely!!” Zak and Ian returned to the bar with obvious boned up cocks bulging in their jeans. “I see you two got a little friendlier in there.” “Ian’s game. He’s going to join us.” “Sweet.” I reached for Ian’s package and grasped his hard dick while planting a long, wet kiss on his lips. “Damn, and an awesome kisser too.” We slammed our drinks, and the three of us left the bar. As we walked out the door my cock was already rock hard at the anticipation of filling Ian’s ass with toxic seed. Ian followed us home, and we made sure to not lose him in route. We both whipped our dicks out on the way home. Both our piss holes were already oozing precum as we stroked each other’s shafts. “Fuck, this is our first time tag teaming, Zeek.” “This is going to be so hot.” We offered Ian something to drink, but after one sip of our beer, the bottles sat on the coffee table. Zak grabbed Ian’s crotch, “Now where were we? Oh yeah.” Ian chuckled and unzipped his pants. Zak pulled Ian’s dick out and got on his knees. He held the tip of Ian’s cock in his mouth and downed Ian’s pissed. He saved the last mouthful and locked lips with me, sharing the Ian’s piss with me. I pulled Ian’s shirt off, and dropped mine to the floor, then began to make out with him on the sofa. Zak pulled his shirt off and added it to the pile on the floor. He knelt in front of Ian, unbuttoned his jeans and pulled them from his trim body. Ian’s cock was fully erect, a good 8 inches, and leaking his nectar onto his abdomen. Zak wrapped his hand around the base of Ian’s shaft and licked up his sweet juice before slipping the full length of his meat across his tongue and down his throat. I unbuttoned my jeans and worked them to my ankles, and flipped them to the side. Ian stroked my throbbing meat while our lips remained locked, our tongues dancing together. Zak continued to deep throat Ian’s cock, and Ian grabbed Zak by the back of the head burying his dick even further into Zak’s mouth. Zak had unzipped his jeans letting his hard, poisonous monster out to stroke, but kept them buttoned to conceal his biohazard ink. After a few minutes he licked his finger and began working it between Ian’s legs massaging his tight hole. Ian quickly responded, lifting his legs and spreading his cheeks. Zak buried his face in Ian’s ass and licked and probed his hole, working his tongue inside. While Zak rimmed Ian, I engulfed Ian’s cock into my mouth. I could taste his sweet nectar on my tongue as it leaked from his piss hole. Zak worked a few fingers into Ian’s hole, teasing his cunt to open up then buried his tongue in Ian’s ass. Ian moaned and squirmed with pleasure as we worked his cock and massaged his sweet hole. “Fuck, you guys are so fucking hot. I love it.” I pulled Ian’s cock from my mouth, “There’s a lot more where that came from.” I nudged Zak, “Come on guys, let’s take this to the bedroom.” I led the guys down the hall to my bed. My cock was fully erect, anxious to seed our blonde twink. Zak wrapped his arms around Ian’s chest from behind, kissed him on neck, and ground his cock between his ass cheeks. He whispered into his ear, “Get on the bed on all fours. I want to fuck your ass.” Ian crawled on the bed with his ass at the edge for easy access. Zak knelt at the edge of the bed and again buried his tongue in Ian’s ass. He licked and fucked Ian with his tongue, lubing his cunt for his toxic cock. Ian arched his back and groaned with pleasure. I slipped onto the bed on my knees in front of Ian; my cock leaking its juices that I hoped was charged. Ian grasped my dick directing it toward his mouth. He licked the full length of my shaft then engulfed my cock down his throat to the base. Chills shot through my body. I grabbed our blonde twink by the head and slowly fucked his throat, making him gag from the tonsil probe. Zak fingered and rimmed Ian’s man hole, loosening him up. His hole puckered around Zak’s fingers, and Ian pushed against Zak’s hand, working his fingers deeper inside. Ian began to rock back and forth on Zak’s fingers. He was primed and ready to seed. “That’s it, boy. Open up. You’re ready for my cock.” Ian flipped my cock from his mouth, “Do you have condoms?” We prepared ahead of time for this. “Sure do.” I reached for my nightstand drawer and tossed a jacket to Zak then flipped a bottle of lube on the bed next to Zak. Zak stood at the edge of the bed behind Ian with his toxic precum dripping from his PA ring. Ian was mesmerized with the flames of ink down Zak’s shaft, “Fuck, yes, what a hot cock.” (Thinking to myself) Yeah, one hot, POZ cock. Zak tore the package open with his teeth and stretched the condom over his PA ring onto his cock head. Ian continued sucking my pole. Zak looked at me and grinned. He slipped the condom off his cock, unbuttoned his jeans and dropped them to his ankles. Zak lubed up his shaft. He lined up the head of his monster to Ian’s cunt and pressed firmly against his hole. My shaft stiffened in Ian’s mouth at the sight of Zak’s biohazard tattoo and poisonous cock about to plow our unknowing, blonde twink. “Relax that cunt, boy. Let me in.” Zak grasped Ian by the hips and slowly worked the mouth of his monster into his manhole, drooling the first bit of toxic juice in his cunt. Ian gasped and groaned as Zak thrust farther inside, tearing his ass open. My cock flipped from Ian’s mouth, “Fuck it hurts.” “I’m about half way in, boy. Just relax, and let my shaft slide on in.” “Yes sir.” Zak again pushed on, further opening Ian up, then buried his cock balls deep inside his neg host. Ian tensed up in pain, “Fuck!!” “Damn, you’re so tight, boy. Feels incredible.” “Fuck, give me a sec. Hold on.” Ian slowly relaxed then began to ride Zak’s tool. “Fuck, so fucking hot,” as Zak began to thrust in and out of Ian. “God your cock feels good in me.” Ian’s hole begged for cock, and Zak pounded his ass hard and rough. He again devoured my cock in his mouth, working my pole, drinking up my precum. I pulled my cock from Ian’s mouth, “Suck my balls, boy.” “Yes sir.” Ian licked, then slipped both my balls into his mouth. My cock stiffened as I stroked my throbbing shaft. Ian sucked my balls for a bit then spit them out and stuck his tongue out at the head of my dick. I slapped my cock across his tongue then again fucked his face. Zak continued to plow our twink’s ass. “Fuck, boy, you’re going to push me over the edge. You have one sweet cunt.” “Fuck, shoot your load, Zak.” Zak asked, “You want me to cum, boy?” I nearly shot down Ian’s throat, knowing he was about to take a toxic load of jizz. I pulled my throbbing cock out of his mouth to save my cum for his sloppy hole. “Yes, fuck…..cum inside me.” “Are you sure?” “Fuck yes….shoot your load.” “You got it!!” Zak buried his cock deep in Ian’s hole. “Here it comes, pig.” “Fuck yes.” My eyes were fixed on Zak’s cock and biohazard tattoo. I stroked my shaft slowly, edging myself so close to cumming. Zak’s meat stiffened and throbbed as he started to fill Ian’s cunt with his venom. “Oh my God, I can feel you shooting in me. Fuck, yes.” Zak’s body jerked and he moaned and panted as he loaded Ian’s guts with his poz cream. Sweat ran down Zak’s face and chest. “So fucking sweet.” Zak pulled his still hard cock from Ian’s hole. The last few drops of toxic seed oozed from his piss hole, and Zak slammed back into his victim, working his seed deeper inside. He again pulled out and poz cream leaked from our twink’s cunt down his ball sack. Ian turned his head to look at Zak, “Fuck, did you just cum in me bare?” Zak replied, “Sorry, we prefer it raw. I couldn’t resist giving you my load.” Ian noticed the tattoo on Zak’s abdomen, “You’re poz??!!” Zak said, “Guess so, pig.” “Fuck, and you just shot in me?!!” “Tell me you didn’t love it. Tell me it’s not what you really wanted.” Ian sat on the bed with a stunned look on his face. His cock throbbed rock hard standing straight up. “Look at your cock, boy. Your cock is telling you the truth.” “Fuck.” Tears ran down his cheeks trying to wrap his brain around what this meant. “I can’t say I didn’t love it, but it’s poz cum.” “And it’s the freedom to be a total pig. Tell me you don’t want that.” “I can’t. Fuck!!!” “Tell me you don’t want more poz cum.” Ian’s cock stiffened and pulsed. “I can’t. I don’t get it. I should be furious, but the thought of your poz cum in me is turning me on.” Zak grinned, “Yeah, boy, you want more poz cum, don’t you?” “Fuck……I do. Why is this such a turn on?” Zak leaned over and gave Ian a wet kiss burying his tongue in his mouth. My cock was rock hard watching Ian’s realization that he wanted this as much as we wanted to convert him. “Just go with it, Ian. You want it, just let go.” I asked, “Are you ready for another load of cum?” “Are you poz too?” “Not sure yet. Zak’s been seeding me good for about a month so you may get a poz load and you may not.” Ian’s cock stiffened hearing those words. He stroked his cock shaft. “I don’t want to resist this. It feels so good.” Ian got back on all fours, “Fuck, give it to me. I want it.” Zak grinned, “Fuck, yeah!! That’s it, go with it. Good boy!!” Zak crawled on the bed in front of Ian, and Ian licked up all his poz cream and ass juice from Zak’s meat. While Ian serviced Zak, cleaning his tool, I lubed my cock with spit and slid right into Ian’s gooey hole. My shaft glided right in all the way, working my partner’s toxic juices into Ian’s intestinal walls. Ian began to deep throat Zak’s cock, boning him up again for round two. I continued to plow Ian’s ass, “Fuck, I won’t last long. What a turn on knowing I’m working Zak’s poz seed in you. Ian mumbled with a full mouth, “Yes.” I pumped his ass a few more minutes as Zak thrust in and out of his throat slowly. It pushed me over the edge. “Here it comes, bitch. Take my cum.” I pulled out of Ian’s ass and shot the first rope of cum across his hole then slammed back in his gut shoving my seed inside. My cock continued to throb and shoot my seed in him. “Fuck, I hope you’re taking poz cum. Take it all.” I emptied my balls deep inside Ian. My cock slipped from his hole. A mixture of our seed tinged with pink oozed from his man hole. I slammed my tongue into his gaping cunt and lapped up our juices. Zak moved in behind me, “Are you ready for more of my poz cum, pig?” “Fuck yes. Fuck me.” I moved to the bed on my back and slipped under Ian to suck his boned up cock while Zak plowed into Ian’s wrecked hole. I stroked my shaft and sucked Ian’s hard cock. Zak pounded Ian’s cunt hard. “Work that seed in you, boy. We’re going to convert your ass tonight.” “Oh fuck, give me your poz load.” “You want it?” “Yes!” “Want to poz up, pig?” “Yes, give it to me.” “I’m getting close, pig. You’re going to get my toxic cum.” Ian’s dick was rock hard in my mouth. Ian exclaimed, “Oh fuck, I’m going to shoot!” His cock pulsed and began to shoot his creamy, neg, seed down my throat. “Here’s my second load, boy. Take that poz cum.” “Fuck yes. Give it to me.” Zak thrust in Ian again and let out a wild moan. “Feel me shooting in you, pig? You’re getting my virus right now.” “Oh my God!! It feels incredible!!” Ian filled my mouth with a huge load of jizz, emptying his nuts into my belly. Zak pulled his cock from Ian’s worn out hole. “Keep that seed in you boy. Welcome to the club.” Before Ian left we gave him our phone numbers. Zak hugged him, “You have a sweet ass, boy. When you’re ready for more toxic seed, or your biohazard tattoo, give us a call. Zeek will probably be highly toxic soon too.” “I will. Tonight was amazing. Thanks guys.” Ian planted a kiss on both our lips then slipped out the door. Next……chapter 6 ASAP.

Sorry for the delay guys. I'll start on chapter 5 and post it ASAP. The Tattoo Artist: Chapter 4 As usual the phone rang at around 3 p.m. I didn’t even look at my cell phone screen or give my mom a chance to respond. “Hello mom. Yes, I’ll be there on time.” “I’m just checking.” “I know. I was expecting the call.” “Well, you don’t have to be rude about it.” “I’m not mom. I just knew you would be calling.” “Well, I’m glad you will be making it on time. You know how your father likes to have dinner on time.” “Yes, I know mom. I’ll be there.” “I know you don’t like when I ask this,” (Here it comes….. my mom’s opinions), “and I don’t want to pester, but your Aunt Ester and I have been wondering if you found a nice church yet.” (Thinking to myself) Well, I tricked with a priest in the rectory at St. Sebastian’s once. “No, I’m still looking, mom.” “Now whatever church you choose is really up to you, but remember, you were brought up Lutheran, and even though we weren’t fond of those Catholics, Aunt Ester became one…..well she married into it, dear, but Aunt Ester thinks you’re old enough to be safe around those priests now. So if you’re meant to be a Catholic, then so be it, but don’t be putting your fingers in that holy water, that’s so unsanitary.” “No, Mom, I wouldn’t think of putting my fingers anywhere that wasn’t sanitary.” (Thinking to myself) Unless my tongue checked it out first. “You remember Betty across the street don’t you, Isaac? You know the one with the ugly pansies in front of her house? I’m talking about flowers, dear.” “Yeah, mom.” “She told me today that her son is getting a bunch of tattoos. Betty was shocked to say the least. I don’t understand why he would want to do that.” “Well, it is his body, mom.” “Yes, but…..what do you mean It’s his body? You’re not thinking about getting any of them are you?” “No, mom, I’m not THINKING about getting any tattoos.” “Good because if God wanted you to have tattoos you would have been born that way.” “Oh, so it was divine intervention that you were born with pierced ears, mom?” “That’s different and you know it.” “How is that different, mom?” “Tattoos are defiling your temple, but earrings are just….. just a little bling.” “I’m sure God sees it that way.” “Don’t get smart with me, Isaac.” “I’ll see you tonight, mom.” My mom was going to find out about my tattoo sooner or later. Might as well be sooner and get it over with so I wore a short sleeve shirt to my parent’s house for dinner. I pulled up in front of their house and parked on the street. I started to walk toward the front door and saw my dad standing in the front window. “Walter, get the baseball bat!!! There’s a thug coming up the driveway.” Looking out the front window Walter said, “That’s Isaac’s car out front.” “Oh my God, the thugs got Isaac. Call 911!!” I opened the front door, “Hi mom. Hi dad.” “Oh for heaven’s sake, Isaac, get in here and shut the door before Betty sees you.” “It’s nice to see you too, mom.” “What is that on your arm? And what happened to your hair?” Sarcastically, “What?! You don’t like my new look?” “Well, your hair can grow back, but……but…..you told me you weren’t thinking about getting one of THEM.” “I’m not THINKING about it. I already got it.” “I suppose you think that’s funny.” “Not at all, mom. I happen to like tattoos a lot.” “Well, your father hates it.” Speaking quietly in the background, Walter said, “Actually I kind of like it.” I smirked a little. “You see, he hates it.” “Mom, I’m still the same Isaac as I was before. Actually I’m MORE myself now.” “Well, I don’t have to like it.” “No you don’t, mom, but it’s for me, not you.” During dinner my mom kept looking at me. I could tell she wanted to say something and it was only a matter of time before she couldn’t keep it in any longer. “Please tell me you’re not joining a biker gang or doing drugs, Isaac.” I chuckled, “No, mom, I’m not doing drugs or joining a gang of bikers. Dinner is good, by the way.” My dad added, “I happen to like your tattoo, Isaac. It looks well done.” My mom chimed in, “Walter!!” “Whhhhhaaaat? It looks good.” “Thanks, dad.” My mom changed the subject, “Are you seeing anyone, Isaac?” “I’ve been on a couple dates.” “You know you can bring your guy friend home.” “You mean my boyfriend.” “Well, I don’t know what to call him.” “It’s no different because I’m gay, mom. He’s by boyfriend.” “Well, your boyfriend is welcome here.” “I know. We’re not at that point, mom.” After dinner, while my mom was in the kitchen, my dad hugged me. “Don’t listen to your mom. She means well, but….. You look good, son.” “Thanks, dad.” “Take care. See you soon. I love you, Isaac.” “Yeah, I love you too. Bye, dad.” My mom hugged me goodbye and whispered in my ear, “No more tattoos.” I whispered in her ear, “It’s my body, mom. I happen to like them.” “You’re mutilating your body.” “To you I am. It’s art, mom.” “Art shmart.” “I love you too mom.” “Just take care of yourself, Isaac.” She kissed me on the cheek. “I am mom.” (If she only knew I was also chasing poz seed). “I love you, Isaac. I just want you to be happy.” “What makes you think I’m not happy?” “Nothing.” “Well then……” “I just worry about you. I’m allowed, you know.” “I’m fine mom. I’ll talk to you later.” “Bye. Call me when you get home so I know you made it alright.” “Ok. Thanks for dinner. See you later.” As much as I love my parents, I was happy to be heading home. My mom can be a bit exhausting at times, and tonight’s dinner was about as relaxing as having a root canal. When I got home I called to let my mom know I was home. I flopped onto my bed, let out a deep sigh of relief, and drifted off to sleep curled up with my pillow. Zak and I talked during the week. His laughter at the details of my event-filled evening at my parent’s brought a little too much pleasure to his world. I had to chuckle a bit, though. He did not have the pleasure of meeting my mom…….YET. If our relationship continued to progress he would experience her bubbly personality firsthand. He suggested I grow my beard long, tattoo my neck and head, and pierce my septum, then invite my mom’s neighbor, Betty and her son, to my mom’s house for lunch together. I could see from his response that Zak may enjoy goading my mom relentlessly. I invited Zak to spend the weekend with me in Milwaukee and sweetened the bait by telling him we could initiate my house with some poz breeding. He took the bait and immediately cleared his schedule for the weekend. I was excited to have him coming to Milwaukee to spend time together. By Thursday I couldn’t keep my hands out of my pants, but for all the wrong reasons. My pubic hair was growing back and my crotch was itchy as hell. I tried to look like I didn’t have crabs or something while at work, but every step I took just made me want to tear my pants off and scratch like a dog covered with fleas. I never shaved my pubic hair off before our play last weekend, and as erotic as it was having Zak take a razor to “the playground” I vowed I would never do that again. I prefer pubic hair and body hair anyway. I had no choice but to tough it out. Zak had tattoo appointments Friday night so he drove up early Saturday morning. I took him to an early lunch at my favorite restaurant in the Third Ward. We arrived early, so it was still quiet before the lunch hour crowd flooded in. Our waiter was extremely handsome with dark hair pulled into a pony tail, a neatly trimmed thick beard, tattoos covering his right arm, and a beautiful, round, fuckable ass. “Hi, I’m Jonathan. I’ll be taking care of you today.” (I thought to myself) Yeah, I’d like to be taking care of you too. Zak said, “Hi Jonathan.” I added, “I don’t remember seeing you here, and I come here fairly often.” “I’m pretty new. I just moved here about a month ago.” Zak joined in, “Oh, where abouts are you from?” “I’m from Palm Springs.” “Ouch, you moved from California to Milwaukee?” “I know, I loved Palm Springs, but I have family here.” (Again thinking to myself) That you do, and we’re sitting right in front of you. “So, can I interest either of you in a cocktail to start?” Before we could respond, Jonathan dropped his pen on the floor. I reached to pick it up at the same time he bent down and our hands met at his pen. He brushed his hand lightly against mine and oh so intentionally. My gaydar was dinging “off the chart,” and my cock was half boned in a flash. I picked up his pen and handed it to him. Jonathan looked into my eyes as he stood up, gave me a smile and wink, “Thanks a lot.” With a grin on my face, “You’re welcome.” “Uh, oh yes, cocktails?” Zak ordered a bloody mary, and I got a martini. We skimmed the menu, and the waiter shuffled off toward the bar. “Did you see what just happened?” “How could I not? That boy is family, and hot looking family at that.” “He boned up my cock that’s for sure.” “Bet you’d like to poz his ass. I bet my virus is already taking over your body as we speak. You’re probably already poz with a growing viral load. Your body just hasn’t reacted yet.” Jonathan returned a few minutes later with our drinks. “Are you ready to order, or do you need a few minutes?” Zak said, “Sorry, we were chatting not looking at the menu. I’ll shut up and focus on the menu. I need a just few more minutes, please.” “Ok, I’ll step into the men’s room for a second and be back in a bit.” Jonathan glanced over at me, before turning and disappearing down the hall toward the bathroom. “Well, what the hell are you waiting for, Zeek? Get your ass in there.” I strolled over to the men’s room and as I walked in Jonathan glanced over his shoulder at me. He was standing at the urinal with his legs slightly spread. I took the urinal next to him and didn’t say a word. He was stroking his hard shaft and looking at his cock. He didn’t flinch as my hand slowly passed into his line of vision and grasped his boned up meat. His cock throbbed in my grip, and he let out a quiet moan. I stroked his cock and led him by his hard pole into the bathroom stall and closed the door. Our lips were locked in a flash. Jonathan unzipped my jeans and pulled out my hard cock. He said, “We don’t have much time.” “Then we better get to it.” I dropped Jonathan’s pants to the floor. I grasped his ass and massaged his man cave as I turned him around. My cock found his ass crack and I pressed my shaft against his hole. “I want to fuck you.” “If you can make it quick, go for it.” I gave him no time to bring up a discussion about condoms. I bent him in over, spit in my hand and lubed up my cock then pressed my shaft head to his cunt. Jonathan spread his legs and arched his back into my hard tool. With a little force I shoved the head inside. Jonathan flinched and his ass tightened around the head of my dick. Thinking my fast entry was painful I held my cock still. With one quick thrust, he shoved my cock deep into his ass. A gasp escaped from Jonathan’s mouth. He reached behind me and grasped my ass, holding me tight against his cheeks. After taking a few deep breaths he released his grip on my ass. “Fuck me, man. Give me that cum.” “Fuck yes. I’ll load you up.” I began to thrust into him, first slowly, then hard and fast, burying my meat all the way into his gut. Knowing someone could walk in at any minute I held nothing back. There was no verbal talk, no kissing, no massaging or caressing, just all out hard fucking. I grabbed his hips and drove my tool into his hole over and over. The thought of filling his ass with what I hoped was a potent dose of charged seed brought me to the edge in no time. My cock stiffened and swelled even more. I gave him no warning as my shaft began to throb and pulse. A huge load of cum shot from my cock in rapid succession, coating his guts with my DNA. I pulled my cock from Jonathan’s ass, tucked it into my pants and zipped up my jeans. He stood up and planted a big kiss on my lips. Jonathan’s rod remained rock hard, standing at attention with precum leaking from his piss hole. He stroked his shaft a few times then stuffed his stiff rod into his pants and zipped up. “Thanks, man….that was fucking hot.” “Sorry it had to be so fast, but I loved it.” We kissed one more time then I slipped out the bathroom door. Zak glanced at me over his menu as I approached our table then stared at me after I took my seat. “Well?” I just grinned and gave him a few slow nods of yes. He smiled back at me then we both continued to browse the menu. Jonathan returned from the bathroom with a professional posture. Except for the slight bulge remaining in his jeans from his still half erect cock, he was put together neatly. “See anything you would like on the menu?” Zak couldn’t resist, “From the silly grin on my boyfriend’s face I would have to say yes.” Jonathan immediately made eye contact with Zak. Zak winked and smiled at our waiter then gave him a lusty once over with his eyes, “I’ll have what he just had with a bacon burger on the side.” Jonathan chuckled and blushed a little. Now turning slightly toward me, “And you sir?” “I guess I had my dessert before lunch, didn’t I? But, I’ll have the mushroom burger and fries.” Jonathan smiled and collected the menus, “Thank you guys. I’ll get that right in.” (Thinking to myself as I glanced at Jonathan’s ass) Think I just did that, man. “No…..Thank YOU, Jonathan.” He didn’t know just how much I meant that, but maybe he would find out in a month or so. While chowing down on our burgers Zak wanted details. I shared that Jonathan never inquired about my status and there was no discussion about condoms. “He has no idea that you’ve been taking poz cum?” “Nope, not a clue.” By the time I reached the part about me filling Jonathan’s ass with my seed, Zak had a raging hard on. “Fuck, you have me so turned on, Zeek. I want to fuck your ass so bad.” Our lunch continued with plenty of flirtatious fun with Jonathan. After finishing our meal he returned again, “Can I get you anything else, guys?” Zak suggested, “Like coffee, tea, or me? Because I’ll take the ‘ ME’ part to go.” Jonathan and I chuckled, “You guys are fun to wait on. Please do cum again.” I added, “Oh, we’ll definitely cum again.” He placed the bill in the center of the table with a brief note with his phone number, “Call me anytime for the ‘ME part to go’ guys…..thanks again for EVERYTHING.” He got a good tip. While driving back to my house Zak was still turned on by our erotic lunch. He whipped his rock hard cock out and stroked his meat. I reached over and wrapped my hand around his shaft. His rod stiffened and throbbed as I stroked his cock. I knew what was ahead for my ass and the thought of that gave me a raging hard on.