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Saturday afternoon, I attended my first orgy and left with 4 loads in me and 2 loads deposited in other guys. I’m an NYU sophomore and had been wanting to go to an orgy for a long time. I was approached at the gym and invited to this by one of my classmates and it was like 30 sweaty hot college to 30 year olds fucking like there was no tomorrow. I took one dick that was as thick as a beer can and maybe 9” long at the end and took his load before I left. It started out with just making out but soon enough I had my dick in someone’s ass and someone had theirs in mine. I think the longest train was about 5 or 6 guys at once. At one point I was double penetrated and it was the first time I had ever done that. It was such a rainy day I was happy to be spending it in a NYC penthouse fucking and being fucked for hours. Definitely one of the best sexual experiences I have ever had and am super excited to go to another. It was so hot to stare into a man’s eyes, make out, never know his name, and he would get up and another man would replace his cock in me. It was also so hot to use other guys holes immediately after they were being used. Not a condom in sight and it was so fucking hot. Can’t wait for the next orgy in a few weeks.

Hey guys! thought I'd take a stab at writing. It'll take me a while to do updates, but I promise there will be more than just this one story. Hope they're not too long winded. Some parts of these stories may or may not be true 😉 Chapter 1: Meeting Byron I met Byron through Grindr - I had been horny and looking for some trouble. Of course, it was 2AM, so only the ones who REALLY had fun were online, but I didn't know that at that point. But let me introduce myself first. My name is Christopher, or Topher for short. At the time of this meeting, I'm 22, fresh out of college, standing at 5'7. I've got an average body (not fat but also I am too lazy to work out now, so maybe just a soft stomach) a nice 6 inch cock, and a nice round bubble butt courtesy of my high school days when I used to go to the gym. Not bad for an Asian boy right? And of course, smooth all over - save for the minimal pubic and armpit hair that only grew out after I hit puberty at age 17. Oh yeah, did I mention I was a virgin? Never even been kissed! Crazy. Anyways, the familiar Grindr notification made my heart thump. Byron sent me his pics, and he was super sexy. On the older side (maybe twice my age, who knows?), taller (around 6'1) but had a nice clean shaven face and a slight semblance of a 6-pack. But what really caught my eye was the final pics - a thick beer can of a cock easily 8 inches, and also a nice round butt. I was salivating. Byron and I chatted for a bit, and I mentioned that this was my first time with everything. He was super kind, and willing to show me the ropes. He even alleviated my concerns about Tina and Gina, and assured me that he would "take good care of me". Assuaged, I made the quick drive over to his place. After I arrived, I knocked on his front door, trembling with excitement. I had never done anything and yet here I was, about to take the plunge. Byron had told me that he preferred long sessions, so I had budgeted the entire evening, the next day AND the next evening to him. The door opened, and I was blown away. He stood there, a head taller than me, a big smile on my face and stark naked. His pictures were recent, thank goodness, so everything that he sent me matched, except his cock, which I had underestimated. "9 x 5 inches", he proudly told me later. He immediately pulled me into my first kiss, his lips soft, his tongue gentle and probing me. I quickly got hard, and decided to wrap my arms around him. He made me feel so safe as he snaked his hands around my waist, lifted my shirt up and pulled my pants down, so that I could join him in his nakedness. "Wow", he said, after 5 minutes of making out at his front doorstep. "I'm going to have so much fun with you tonight". "Agreed", I said. He held my hand as he led me to his bedroom, and I adjusted to my new surroundings. The room was mostly dark, but had dark blue and red lights so we could see. On one side, his king size bed with 4 pillows. Next to that was his laptop and a movable desk. Byron had really rolled out later what I discovered to be the red carpet experience. A whole box of shards, a bong, torch, two Gatorades, two Viagra pills, two travel-size shampoo bottles filled with Gina, another travel-size bottle of massage oil, a brand new bottle of poppers fresh from the fridge, and a bottle of lube. Byron and I sat down on his bed, and immediately explained what everything was for. We each popped our Viagra pills, and waited for them to hit. In the meantime, He filled the pipe with 2 brand new fat shards, took the torch and started melting them. I looked transfixed as the white smoke started to rise, and he took three 5-second hits before looking at me, gesturing for me to come closer and pressing his mouth to me. Exhaling into my mouth, I gobbled up his smoke, held it per his instruction, and then started exhaling back into him, his lips never leaving mine. As we ping-ponged the wisps of delicious Tina, I could feel my horniness to rise. We moaned into each other's mouths as we started to make out. "Now you try", he said. "And I know you got those lungs from your swimming days so you inhale for 30 seconds and then release into me". I did as he told, counting the seconds until half a minute had passed, before pressing my mouth back into his smiling lips. He groaned in delight, and placed my hand on his growing member. I started slowly stroking it to full hardness, the cock so big it looked outsized in my hand. He meanwhile started gently tugging my nipples, eliciting moans of pleasure. We then shotgunned at least 5 more hits to each other before he broke it up. "You're a good kisser Topher", Byron said as he started mixing the Gatorade and several drops of Gina into cups for us to down. We quickly drank the bitter concoctions, and I then climbed on top of him, his thick cock in my face and mine also stiff as a rod sticking straight down at him. I opened my mouth, and started swallowing his fat cockhead, while he pushed my ass forcefully down, impaling my steel rod into the back of his throat. As we commenced my first 69, I could taste his sweet nectar, as I tried to force more and more of his dick into my mouth before finally gagging about halfway down. "Not bad - you're doing fucking amazing and your mouth feels so good", Byron garbled as he continued to furiously throat my dick. "But try these", and he produced the poppers, "and inhale for a couple of seconds thru each nostril. You'll find it much easier". I did as he told, immediately felt a slight exuberance, as the poppers coursed through my head with everything else I had taken. I felt an immediate horniness as I refocused on Byron's cock and with no hesitation swallowed his cock two-thirds of the way down. But this time, instead of gagging, my throat allowed me to push down, and I kept going and going and going, until I hit the base and felt his heavy balls tickle my nose. Byron grunted in assent, and we started really going to town, pleasuring each other's steely penises. 'This is what it should be like', I thought, as I slowly bobbed up and down, savoring the smoothness, the girthiness and the slowly pulsating rod in my mouth. After about 10 minutes, (we definitely need to re-up on the poppers halfway through), we pulled off of each other, and he threw me onto my back, grinning. "You feel that?" Byron said, and I knew he was talking about all the stars we were seeing and the world slightly distorted. "That's our friend Gina is kicking in, and that means it's time. It's time for us to be inside each other". He quickly slathered a generous helping of lube on his cock and my pulsating hole, and told me to take my biggest popper hits yet - 10 seconds each nostril. I held it in as he teased my entrance for what felt like another 30 seconds, and exhaled as he slowly pushed his fat mushroom head in at the same time. "Oh my fucking gooooooood", we both exclaimed. I thought it would have hurt, or been painful, but it was the most pleasant pressure ever. I felt the heat radiating from his raw cock and my hole, and he smiled at me before pressing down on my body. Wrapping his arms and legs around me, he slowly pushed further in as I whispered a slew of expletives into his ear. After what felt like an eternity, I felt his pubes tickle my ass. "It's all the way in Topher; you did it," Byron told me as he smiled back at me. I could see myself in his glazed pupils, my face contorted into pleasure and ecstasy. "Now, we can really get going". Byron took another hit from the bong and shotgunned it to me, as he slowly but surely started thrusting into my no-longer virgin hole. I felt like I was flying, squealing like a little piggy in heat as he pulled almost all the way out and started slamming ;) it back in. Each time he fucked his whole cock into me I uttered unintelligble sounds of delight, as my own hard cock was spewing precum everywhere. As his sweat dripped down, I licked up every drop as I kissed every part of his face. Eventually, after maybe 15 minutes, Byron pulled his slicked cock out with a pop leaving my hole feeling empty, and flipped onto his back, slightly breathless. I took this time to take another 2 hits, shotgunning both of them to him. As we made out, I could feel his cock firming up again. "Why don't you sit on it babe," Byron said, as he slowly stroked his to full mast. "Sir yes sir", I exclaimed, and I lubed up my hole again, ready to take his girthy meat. "I'm gonna take a hit of poppers, and you take a big hit of Tina. As you sit, we shotgun to each other," Byron explained, as he unscrewed the cap. My heart was pounding as I grabbed the bong and positioned myself over his cock. As our eyes locked, we both inhaled for 15 seconds (Byron switching each nostril). Holding our breaths, we put the items back, gave each other one last look, and smashed our faces together, as I sat myself down balls deep in one swift motion and we flew into nirvana. 'This is what making love feels like. There is nothing that I will ever want in life again other than for this to never end', I thought to myself when I came to moments later. Byron and I were furiously making out, the smell of poppers and tina meshing within our mouths. In the distance (more so due to our haze), I could hear the rapid smacking as I slammed my ass down to meet his upward thrusts. My cock, harder than it had ever been, made a 'thwack thwack' sound as it bounced on his smooth chest. I felt so full, as all 9 inches penetrated me deep inside my hole. As I kept taking his meat, I started moaning in pleasure. Eventually, I felt slightly winded and lay my body on his, enveloping us in sweat. He bear-hugged me as he kept slowly pushing upwards, his magical tongue licking the sweat off my neck, chewing my earlobes and whispering everything dirty in the book into my ear. I felt in heaven as I looked into his blue eyes and opened my mouth to accept his kisses; god, I couldn't get enough of his kisses. We must have been in this position for an hour, and I admired Byron's stamina. However, even he started getting worn out, so we disentangled ourselves, toweled and lay next to each other, making out slowly. His hands lightly traced my back, stopping to play with my puffy hole, causing me to shiver from his touch. Our cocks, which had just been worn out, started to harden as we pressed tighter against each other, our mouths never disconnecting as our bodies meshed into one. "Flip onto your stomach," Byron broke from the kiss and opened two of the shampoo bottles. "I want to massage your sexy body," he said, as he prepared another two cocktails of Gatorade Gina. We chugged our drinks and he drizzled some cool massage oil onto my back. "Is this one of those massages that turns into a happy ending?" I joked. "Maybe it is," Byron replied seductively, as he sat on my butt and pressed his hands into my shoulder blades. His hands were firm and strong, as he massaged out my knots and slowly worked his way down. I couldn't help but moan every time his fingers pressed deep, just as I know his cock could do. Byron would chuckle each time he elicited any noise from me, as though he were proud of himself as a masseuse. He scooted onto my legs as he got down to my midsection, then my waist and finally to his prize: my ass. I could feel him apply even more pressure as he kneaded my globes in earnest, loosening any remaining kinks. I could feel a pause as Byron lifted his hands and refilled the bong. 'Flick' went the torch, and I could hear the bubbles as he inhaled a fat hit, before adjusting himself on my legs again. I then moaned again as I felt his hot breath as he took into his mouth my now hard cock, flat against my stomach but sticking out under my butt. He sucked on it for a bit as I lay there, motionless but feeling increasingly in heat. Byron then stood up yet again and repeated this process, but this time blew into my hole as his hands searched my body before finding my nipples and tweaking them. It was all I could do to hold still from writhing, as I experienced my first rimjob, Byron's tongue French kissing my pucker. I could feel myself opening up as he methodically probed deeper, massing my insides with swirls. I could feel my cunt getting moist as his tongue licking got faster, more desperate, more slick. As the rimming got to a crescendo, Byron suddenly got back up into sitting position. He shoved the poppers under my nose while I could hear him turn on the torch. Instinctively, I unscrewed, and he said "don't stop inhaling until you feel my first tap; then hold until I take the poppers from you". After about 20 seconds, when my lungs were about to burst, I finally felt his hurried tap; he grabbed the poppers, set both that and the bong down. I felt Byron's hot meat against my hole, ready to press in. He quickly laid his entire body on me, turned my head to the signed and started to exhale into me as he pushed his cock in slowly. I moaned as we made out, exchanging Tina'ed and poppered breaths, as Byron painstakingly pushed his inch by inch of his horse cock in. I whinnied into his mouth, begging him to go faster and just put it in me, but he made an "uh-uh" noise and grinned, as he teased the depths of my cunt. Finally his resolve broke after he bottomed out. Clasping my hands with his own, he laid on top of me as he began to fuck me hard and deep, just how I wanted it. Byron slammed into me with all of his might, over and over; I screamed into the pillow as he kept pounding and pounding my second hole, feeling a pleasure and ecstasy I never knew before in my life. Before I knew it, his hands clenched even tighter and I could feel his body start to tense. "O my god baby I'm gonna cum, I'm gonna cum so hard in you baby. I've been saving this 5 day load for you, I'm gonna flood your guts with so much cum. Kiss me as I fill you up," Byron was practically begging me as he started ramping up his speed. "Yeah baby, cum inside me, make me yours, this is your hole", I quickly turned my head again and his lips closed on mine one last time, tonguing me as he screamed one final scream and slammed deep into my cunt. One pulse, two, three; I counted 10! pulses as Byron spasmed, his cock gushing the promised load into my waiting hole. Byron's heavy breathing slowly calmed down as he continued to kiss me. His cock, however was still impossibly rock hard after his earth shattering orgasm and he lazily fucked his load deeper into me as we lay there, his body on top of mine. Finally, as his cock was still lodged inside me, he turned me around onto my back, his piercing blue eyes staring into my soul. "That was amazing", he breathed. "Fuck yeah; thank you so much for all of this," I replied "It was everything I hoped for and more". "For sure," he said, and I reached up to kiss the man who took my virginity in the most amazing night ever.

Chapter 1 – She Set It All Up Ethan sat on the couch nervous. His girlfriend had brought him to her "special friend" that made amateur porn. She had convinced Ethan to come make a porn video. He knew her special friend was code for dealer and Ethan was ready to start hanging in the clouds with his girl. Jake, the special friend walked up to Ethan. J: Hey man, I heard your girl wants you to be in one of our little videos? E: Hell yeah, been thinking about it all week. Anna said not to worry, that you'd help us out with some favors to calm the nerves. J: Oh yes, it's all part of the deal. You're gonna love my shit. Here try it out. Jake pulls out a prepacked pipe and lighter and hands them to Ethan. J: Go ahead and finish that off and I’ll go find Anna. Ethan lit up the pipe and started to blow his own cloud city. Hit after hit. He was never one to keep a slow steady pace with his T. He was feeling good. He felt like he was the luckiest man alive. He had just turned 18 and thought he was the shit right now. He was getting high for free, was gonna be able to fuck his girlfriend, and get paid. Anna had really sold him on the idea. He took another huge hit and thought to himself the huge bowl was neverending. J: Hey Ethan, Anna is gonna be a bit. She is in the girls room getting herself ready. Here, you must be thirsty. Jake hands Ethan a bottle of Gatorade and he proceeds to gulp about half the bottle. Jake gestures to Ethan to hand over the pipe. Jakes refills the pipe with a huge shard and takes 2 hits before passing it back to Ethan. He starts hitting the pipe again. Ethan loved the chemical taste of the shit this guy was packing with. Ethan couldn’t help himself and just hit and hit until the bowl was finished. J: Ethan, I feel awkward asking this, you know, dude to dude. But did you two follow all the instructions Anna gave you? Even the weird ones? E: Yeah, even the weird one. Anna said she didn’t wanna do any butt stuff and would only due it if I cleaned out too. Something about knowing how it feels. 2 enemas later and we agreed anal was back on the table. Plus she said we should be really clean incase you wanted any close ups from behind. I don’t know why you’d have to get that close to my ass but Anna says its for the close up shots. Ethan smiles up at Jake and shows off his glazed over grey eyes. Jake tells himself he is almost ready and smiles back at Ethan. J: Good, yes that is an awkward one but really important. Oh and I have these for you for inspiration. Nothing worse than a dead dick in front of the camera. Jake hands Ethan some pills. Some he recognizes and some he does not. Ethan downs them without giving it a second thought. J: It gets pretty hot in here sometimes. Please make yourself comfortable while we wait. Take your shirt off and get comfy. Enjoy the vibe of my place. We can always film the beginning sequence later. Ethan zones in enough to realize there is a girl, maybe 2, moaning from the other room. He kicks off his shoes and removes his button up shirt and throws them on the side of the couch. Sitting back down on the couch, he starts rubbing his growing dick. Jake disappears again and Ethan is left alone and chugs down the rest of his (g) drink. He slowly sinks into the couch and starts to space out. He hears to moaning in the background and is now rubbing the full length of his dick in his jeans. His vision goes dimmer and dimmer. He barely makes out a figure coming up to him and pulling his tank shirt over his head before he blacks out. Chapter 2 – Passed out prize Anna pokes her head in the play room and sees Jake already has Ethan in his swing. Anna thought, just on time like always. She walks over and asks if he needed help with the cameras but Jake says everything is already set up and rolling. She helps Jake pull Ethans jeans off. There Ethan just laid there in nothing but his boxers. A: Should I do the honors? J: Oh no, I got this. Jake uses his fingers to open the gap in Ethan’s boxers and rips them apart at the inseam. As he bunches up the rags of underwear, he looks down at his naked twink prize. Everything about the boy was making his dick grow. Jake hands Anna her a roll of bills and a sizable baggie filled with T. J: Ok girl, go ahead and get spun and fuck your real man in the other room. The boy is mine. Anna leaves the room and Jake disrobes revealing his toned body and his 8 inch fuck stick standing straight out. He spends some time to transform his passed out would-be man into the fuck boy he would become. He took a razor and shaved off what little body hair Ethan had at 18 years. Shaved away was the dusting of hair on his legs, underarms, the light patch on his chest between his nipples, his laughable happy trail, and small bush around Ethan’s hard dick. He admires his work, his smooth fuck boy with white as snow body with no tan lines. It was like the boy never played in the sun. Jake licked his lips in anticipation. He zeroed in Ethan’s foreskin and reached down to rub it, just at the tip. He jerked Ethan off a few strokes to get him firm. Jake pulled out a ruler and measured the play thing. The fuck boy was packing a thick 5.5 inch uncut dick. He was so hard that his dick was straight up reaching for his belly button. Already he had a small wet spot where his tip pressed against his tummy. His precum glistened in the light. Jake looked down at his fuck boy and thought he looked like a little angel. He chuckled knowing he’d be a little whore demon soon enough. He just needed to help wake the fuck boy up. Jake brabbed Ethan’s legs and places them in the stirrups properly and then the arms tied to the swing. He moved between Ethan’s legs grabbed a cam and showed a close up of his virgin hole. So relaxed, so unattended. Jake licked his finger and put it against his opening. Rotating motion from his finger helped the opening pucker then relax. Unable to take it any longer, Jake held the cam as he inched his face closer to the rose bud. He sticks out his tongue and licks the forbidden hole. It quivers and then relaxes, the tongue slides in a bit. Repeat, slides in further, until finally he is eating Ethan out. The hole is relaxed a bit now. Jake grabs his special lube prespiked with T. Not wanting to get ahead of himself, Jake puts some of the lube on the fuck hole and pushes it in with his pinky. Ethan lets out a meek sound. He opens a baggie and picks a small shard and places it against his hole and pushed in with the lubed pinky. More meeks sounds Jake leaves his pinky in and can feel Ethan’s body squeazing slightly. Once it stops, he pulls his pinky out and wipes it on his snow white ass cheek. Jake pulls out a selection of dildos and picks the thinnest one. It’s about the thickness of a regular sharpy. He replaces it with another thin dildo, this one the size of a thick sharpy marker. He works the boy hole open until the dildo he is using is the size Ethan’s own dick; leaving it in his ass for now. Ethan was starting to show sign of slight movement and waking. Jake stands goes to Ethan’s side. He kneels down and kisses the boy lightly; flicking the lips with his tongue. The breathing gets heavier. Jake grabs Ethan by the hair and whispers in his ear J: Come on. Wake up fuck boy. Your future awaits you. Jake releases Ethan’s hair and goes down to suck on Ethans dime sized nipple. He moves on to the further nipple and lightly nibbles on it while reaching down to the boy’s leaking head. With some on his thumb, he steps back and rubs the precum on Ethan’s lips and then kisses him again. Again, reaching between the boys legs, this time he lightly plays with his balls and continuous to make out. Chapter 3 – Wakey Wakey Ethan is starting to come to. He is instinctually starting to kiss back. Ethan is coming to but the more he comes to, the more his head is spinning. He is on sensory overload and horny as hell. Nothing is making sense why is he laying down? Well, kinda laying own but not quite. Why can he feel a breeze on his chest? Before Ethan can come out of his fog, Jake pulls out a loaded pipe and torch and holds it up to Ethan’s mouth and instructs him to breath in the clouds while he holds it for him. Ethan just breaths in and blows out clouds. Breaths in and blows out clouds. Soon a whole bowl is torched and it was the good shit. Ethan is in heaven. The chem taste was driving his mouth wild and he clatters his teeth. J: Nothing but the good stuff for my star of the night. Ethan tries to look around him and focus but his eyes are finding it hard to focus. E: Where is Anna? I don’t see her here. J: Oh she was here. She left us because you couldn’t get it up. She was quite distraught. But that’s okay. We agreed to go with plan B. Jake once again bends down to a dime sized nipple and flicks it with his tongue and then engulfs it in his mouth. Ethan moans and closes his eyes. When he opens them he starts to gain a bit of focus. E: What the fuck is going on here? Ethan tries to move his arms but finds they are tied to the sling. He tries to move his left leg and then his right. Both tied to the sling. J: We had to go with a different plan since you couldn’t get it up for the girl. But that’s okay, you seem to really like plan B. Jake touches the boys belly button and slowly runs his finger from belly button to where his pubes used to be, along this hard shaft and finally his balls and taint. He then pulls the dildo that had been in his ass out a bit and then pushes it in. Ethan yelps with the realization that he had something up his ass, feeling it for the first time. The boy tries to break free of his sling but to no avail. E: please stop! Please take it out! I’m not gay! I’m not gay! J: Yeah, me neither. I just like to have a little fun sometimes. And it looks like you do too. Jake reaches down and squeezes the boys hard dick. He releases it and it smacks below his belly button. This confuses Ethan. Why was he hard? Why was he naked? Why was he missing his pubes and other body hair? Before the boy could vocalize any questions out loud, Jake goes down to the boys dick and takes it all the way in his mouth. The boy is in shock. He was sure he wanted out of this situation but he was making his dick feel soooo good. A man. A man was making him feel good. It's at this time that Ethan hears moans coming from the walls. They were there before but he couldn’t make out what they were until now. E: What…? Who …? That is all he can get out before Jake interrupts. J: On that is your girlfriend. She is getting with a bulldozer right now. Since you weren’t man enough to bone her. Not man enough…but that’s okay, you are boy bitch enough for me. That’s why you are so smooth. You’re not worthy of looking like a man naked. And that hard little dick is proof that you are just a boy. Ethan looked down at his tied up body. He was smoothed out like before puberty. He was right, Ethan said to himself that he was a boy. J: That’s okay fuck boy, I can get you to out moan that bitch. He kneels down between the boys legs and pulls out the dildo. Ethan sighs as it pops out. The man steps up and starts to eat his boy hole. Ethan throws his head back and lets out a loud bitch moan. He eats the boy hole for what feels like forever until Jake stops and says “break time”. Jake leaves the room and brings back a bottle of water and assists his captive to drink from the bottle. Jake goes and reloads the pipe and takes a big hit and then another. He walks up to the boy and offers. Like a good chem whore, the boy says yes without thinking. Jake pulls out the torch again and lights the bowl for the boy. The biggest cloud of the night so far escapes the boys lungs. He is urged to take another by Jake and another the same size blows out. J: Okay this time take the hit and hold it. Blow it out when I say, okay? Jake lights it and the boy breaths it in. Jake walks up to the boys head and lines his dick up with his mouth. J: Open up and blow that on me. Do it fag! The boys obeys and as soon as he opens his mouth, the man pushes half his dick in his mouth, blowing the smoke on the man’s dick. J: Again! The boy obeys and takes the hit and then takes the dick in his mouth and blows out. Jake reaches down and jerks the boys off while he is blowing the cloud out. The boy is lost in the good feeling and closes his mouth around the dick. He starts his first blowjob. Jake is able to work most but not all of his 8 inches in the boys mouth. He fucks that and slobber is going all over the boys mouth and face. J: See, you’re a natural cock sucker. Now, lets see if you like it up your ass. Jake goes back between the boys legs. He lubes up the same dildo and pushes it back in his ass. E: Noooo, not that. Please stop! I’m not gay! It’s too big! J: (Laughs obnoxiously) Are you fucking serious? That thing is the size of your tiny cock. That thing couldn’t get any girl off. Lucky for you, you are a boy. And boys have a special button in their ass that they love to get rubbed against. Lucky for you, your tiny dick will still reach your button. We just need to help it out. It will be the best orgasm you have ever had. You want that right? I can help you with that if you stop being a fucking bitch and let me work. E: I… want…so horny. … I’m not gay. Please … cum… J: That’s all I needed to hear. Chapter 4 – A Better Idea The man pulls out the dildo from the boy’s ass and dips it in a baggy of crushed T powder. He lubes up the hole with his finger and then pushes the dildo back in. Ethan’s ass is warm and he doesn’t know what to do. He begins to worry but is calmed by his new Man rubbing his balls. J: See, that feels better now, right? E: Yeah, not that bad. The boy starts to moan as his captor pushes and pulls the dildo in and out. When he thinks he is used to it, he replaces the toy with a slightly bigger toy. Again with the dust and again with the light burning. Again with the moaning. Finally the moment the Man was working the boy up to. He pulls out the toy with a pop. The boy moans disappointedly. J: Don’t worry. I’m just gonna refill the pipe. Oh wait, I have a better idea. Just for you baby. Jake grabs something and stands between the boy’s legs. He pulls out a good sized shard (0.4g or 0.5g) from his bag and pushes it in the boy with his finger. It gets pushed as far in with his finger as he could get before the boys clenched down on the finger. J: Don’t be suck a tease. You can take this. He waves his hard cock around just too low for the boy to see. Jake laughs to himself as he steps up and lines his dick up with the boy hole. He spits down 3 times and lubes his head and shaft. J: Okay, I’m gonna use the toy again to push the stuff further in. Look at me. Look into my eyes. The boy looked back with glazed over eyes. They were like mirrors that he saw himself in. Jake smiled as his dick touched the hole. The boy still had no idea.The man waited for the boy to stop clenching and relax. The second he felt the hole relax, he pushed himself into the virgin hole. The boy screamed and bucked. The boy felt like his ass was on fire and he was being impaled on a pike. The Man just grabbed his boy by the hips and pulled him onto his dick until all 8 inches slide in. He was balls deep in the boy. The once virgin boy. The had already placed his ripped boxers along the sling and reached for them. He shoved them into the boys mouth. J: You feel that? Stop crying and answer me. Can you feel that whole thing in you boy? Ethan mumbled with the boxers in his mouth. Tears running down his cheeks. He nodded his head. J: You like that dick in you huh boy? That real man dick. Ethan just stared, not getting what he was saying. Until a moment of clarity. He had said dick, not toy. The boy’s eyes grew wider (as if that were possible) and bulged. He mumbled incoherently and nodded his head from side to side. His eyes pleaded with his captor but they were met with a bellowing laugh. Jake pulled his dick almost entirely out and then slammed it back into the smooth twink. He did this 3 times before slowing down and giving the poor boy the slow fuck he needed for his first time. In no time at all, the fuck boy was moaning just as loud as his forgotten girlfriend in the background. Everytime Jakes big dick ran against his special button, the boy’s dick would bounce up and down. The boy was allowed to spit out his saliva drenched undies and was having his mouth tongued down while getting plowed. The man pulled out and walked around to the other side of the boy. He released the arm restraints and the boy immediately started to orally serve his host. The Man grew impatient and walked back around to the boy’s hole and started slow fucking him again. With his arms free now, the boy was able to jerk off during this ecstasy and shot his load. It landed on his face and lips. He instinctually licked up all he could from his lips and hand. This was what the Man was waiting for. With the first shot fired, he goes back to piston fucking the boy. After a few minutes, the boy says he has to cum again. They look down at the boys soft dick and watch as cum drizzles from his foreskin. A puddle of cum layed where his pubes used to be.The Man keeps power driving his meat for another minute before slamming his balls into the boy and shooting ropes of cum inside his ass. The man points out the cams around the boy. They look right into one. The boy tears up with the realization of what he just did. J: See, the cams love you. My new fuck boy. Jake slaps the boys creamy white ass and laughs obnoxiously again. J: If you think that was fun, Just wait for your first slam.

Doc Murphy’s Therapy 2 “Fuck, boy,” Doc grunted, placing his hands behind his head and adjusting his body to give me better access. That goddamn mouth’ll be servicing this cock... taking everything that comes from it,” he said as his gaze met mine. “You want that don’t you, boy?” “Yeh, Doc... I do... so much.” I said barely above a whisper, holding his cock securely in my mouth. Suddenly, I heard the quiet squeak of leather booted footsteps and turned to see Mike standing there wearing the same gear I now had on, except for one minor difference... the pouch on his jockstrap contained a removable codpiece just like Doc’s. Fuck! Standing there in his gear, he was even more beautiful than I imagined. His hard muscles rippled over his smooth body as he drew closer. His eyes traveled slowly up and down my own sweat covered body to finally rest on the puddle of cum under me. Then, without a word, he dropped to his knees. Lifting my hips, he spread my legs with his knees to completely expose me and started lapping Doc’s load out of my well-fucked cunt. “Fuck!” I moaned, feeling the warm wet tongue probing and digging for every drop of cum still inside me. “Goddamn boy...” Doc grinned, looking down watching me squirm in pleasure... “You fucking amaze me but I don’t think I have anything left.” Mike then ground his strong jaw deeper and went animal. I continued to writhe as his rough stubble scratched and scraped against my shaved ass cheeks causing me to tense up, but Mike held my hips and continued his feeding. “Push it out, Sam...” Doc ordered, grabbing my head. “Let Mike taste you...” he barked and tensed up. “Oh fuck... I do. Drink up boy.” he laughed. Still latched on Doc’s cock, another load of chemmed piss erupted and hit the back of my throat. There was a part of me that couldn’t believe that I was here... between a man’s thighs drinking piss... that Doc hadn’t put this in my head, but I was definitely loving it. Feeling the flow finally come to an end, I moved my tongue around his wet shaft to collect the last drops of piss. “Open up, Sam.” Doc commanded, stroking my head. Releasing his cock, I raised my chin and opened my mouth only to have Doc loudly hoc a load of spit and phlegm and drop it into my mouth. Without a thought, I swallowed just as Mike finished on my cunt and sat back... “Go on,” Doc said to me, moving to his chair. I quickly turned to face Mike deeply inhaling from the glass pipe. My eyes locked with his... I crawled slowly to him and sat up. My hands reached out... fingers gliding over his smooth muscled pecs and thick tits before holding onto the tight straps of his harness and pulling him to me... working my way up to feel the snug leather collar secured around his neck. Staring into those dilated green eyes, I leaned in further and felt the softness of his lips as he released the cloud. I inhaled and with my hand on the back of his neck, I pressed my lips to his, pushing my tongue into his hot mouth... enjoying the now familiar taste of the chems, Doc’s cum and my cunt juices. Mike finally reacted... His tongue met mine and the sparring began as I felt his strong hands grip my shoulders and hold me tight. I was not going anywhere... not that I wanted to. We kept on until Mike released his grip and pushed me down... I moved to his sweaty neck, tasting the sharp flavor of his collar that could only come from years of wear. My tongue descended, now licking his pecs and flicking the thick tits. I made my way down to explore the ridges of his rock-hard abs. I knew I was close... I could smell the musky scented leather pouch below and inhaled... knowing that his cock was inches from my face. I moaned, begging him... “Please...” Removing the codpiece, he revealed a thick pierced cock. I inhaled and the musk of his crotch and leather filled my nostrils. My first instinct was to take the shaft into my mouth but catching sight of a droplet of pre-cum oozing from the piss slit, I moved closer. My tongue darted out with anticipation and ran it under the ring, waiting for my first taste of him. Taking its time, I watched the drop slowly run down the back of the ring until it landed on my waiting tongue. “Mmmmm...” I moaned, savoring the drop containing a hint of chlorine hitting my taste buds. Moving down, I ran my tongue along the length of his expanding shaft and over the large set of balls. I looked up into his face, his hands behind his back to steady himself with outstretched legs... his face carefully watching me. The feeling of my hands on his muscled thighs caught my attention... I moved to lick his inner thighs and experience my favorite scent of a man... the musk that emanates in the crease between his crotch and thigh. Almost involuntarily, my tongue began to lap and taste the dripping sweat, sending shivers through my body only to concentrate on my cunt. I licked and nibbled at his smooth legs as I made my way down his calves until I finally reached the polished black leather of his boots. “Fuck, yeh... 10-hole Rangers...” I growled, licking my way down until I was completely on the floor in front of Mike, ass up, and started worshipping his left boot... Moving past the upper, I quickly licked across the vamp, feeling my tongue glide across the leather. I worked my tongue to cover his boot in my spit, producing an increased shine. Next, I shifted and began on his right boot until it also glistened before moving back up his leg, leaving a slimy trail along the way. My eyes shifted up to see Mike’s cock steadily engorging and I continued to my prize. Reaching his low hanging sac, I tried to take it completely in my mouth, but his enormous balls were too much. So, I took each, one at a time, and rolled it over my tongue... feeling their full weight. Gently, I flicked his sac... around and under, giving it a good tongue bath. I couldn’t resist it anymore and I moved to the base of the shaft... Mike was now panting and thrusting into the air... his sac pulling up as a trickle of pre-cum ran down into my mouth. I grabbed the base, looked Mike in the eyes and lowered my open mouth. Mike let out a faint moan... Tasting the sharp tang, I slid my tongue across the underside of the dark purple cock head and took him entirely to the root. Mike’s hands grasped my head and violently started to face-fuck me. I could feel the ring hitting the back of my throat before sliding down into me with every thrust... On he went... taking control and I just let him. I was there to be used and I enjoyed it! Before long, I could feel his body trembling and I knew it wouldn’t be long. At the same time, I slid my hand under him and pressed firmly into his cunt. Feeling my finger reach his prostate, he began to whimper as I stroked it, hoping to get him off quickly... I needed his cum. And it worked! Mike exploded and clamped his hands on my head, letting out a wordless cry as a volley of cum ran down my throat. He fell back, covered in sweat and breathless. I swallowed that delicious load that had coated the back of my tongue and throat. Regaining his breath, Mike looked to Doc, and, without a word between them, Doc motioned to the door. I just sat there, watching Mike’s sculpted glutes cross the room to pick up the tossed codpiece from the floor... Securing it, he walked out the door. At the sound of the door closing, I looked back at Doc with a questioning look. He smiled and took a drink. Sitting back, he began to explain... “I was wondering when you’d notice, boy. Mike was one of my first patients. Like you, he showed promise but there was always a part of him that had been totally fucked up by his upbringing. Even with all the hours of therapy, there was still a wall I couldn’t break through. So, boy...” he said, taking another sip, “he requires a prompt to become what you saw. After every session, he leaves, removes his gear and stows it away... out of his sight and out of mind, so to speak.” he chuckled. “Then, he heads to his room and forgets everything that happened.” “Fuck! Even the part of being gay?” I asked, wiping the sweat off my forehead. He laughed, taking another sip... “No, boy... In all other respects, he’s gay... He was always gay.” He continued on, taking hit from the pipe and exhaling... “It seems that he wasn’t meant to be completely submissive... unlike you.” he said, calling me over and offering the pipe. “Yeh, Doc... it sounds like it.” I said, looking at the mirror and seeing the state I was in. I took the pipe and lit it like I had been doing it forever... I held the cloud in my lungs as Doc reached down and picked up a chain link leash. He secured it to my collar, and I let out the cloud with a loud moan. “I took Mike under my wing after that.” he continued, leading me out of the room into a long dark hallway. “We continued our therapy sessions as he studied psychology at the university. He’s a grad student now and soon, he’ll be moving on...” he said with a hint of regret, opening a nondescript door and pulling me in. My eyes grew wide at the sight... the room was a fetish fantasy... a heavy steel rack stood next to the door holding multiple styles of harnesses, chaps and other leather clothing while gear was displayed on shelves... whips, paddles and cunt toys of all shapes and sizes! One entire wall was covered with mirrors. The other walls, floor and ceiling were painted matte black. In one corner of the room, there stood a large metal framed bed covered with black rubber sheets. But the most prominent piece was in the middle of the room... a well-used black leather sling suspended by heavy chains from the wooden rafters. “Go on boy, take a look around...” He told me, pulling me up by the collar and unhooking my leash. Moving to the sling, I noticed the wooden floor had been replaced with heavy duty black rubber. Running my hand over the buttery soft leather, I moaned... “Fuck Doc!” Doc turned down the lights to reveal a soft red glow from the crown molding shining up on the ceiling from the walls and turned to me... “Like it, boy?” He asked, grabbing me and placing me on the sling. “Yeh, Doc... I fucking like it!” I growled, my cunt now exposed again. “I thought you would,” he chuckled, wrapping my wrists and ankles in leather restraints to securely bind me before raising the bottom edge of the sling. “Better,” he said, leaning in with a wicked smile and whispered something in my ear. I began to feel drowsy, but I was still aware of what was going on... Doc continued, his voice rising a bit and stroking my inner arm... “Still trust me, boy?” Nodding, I answered over and over again... “Yeh, Doc... I do.” “That’s my boy...” he growled as I felt a tightness on my bicep. “Look at me. I want you to see this.” Turning slowly towards his voice, I saw him holding a syringe... the shiny needle tip at my now prominent vein. “What?” I mumbled... starting to struggle slightly. “Think back, boy... you trust me...” Doc said with a menacing scowl and plunged the needle into my vein. I could feel the needle entering but it was Doc, so I stopped struggling. “Yeh, Doc... go on...” I said, watching the contents of the syringe mix with my blood. “Register...” I moaned, not really knowing how I knew that. “Come back,” I heard him say... With that, he released the tourniquet and the slam rushed through my body and I was flying... I could feel the texture of the leather sling hitting every nerve on my back... It was nothing like the clouds... it was a new sensation... “Goddamn fuck!” I coughed out... Trying to take a breath through the coughing fit, my hips began to uncontrollably buck... my cunt spasmed. As the coughing slowed, my mind filled with visions of hard cocked leather clad men in an orgy of sucking and fucking.... piss was flying everywhere. I looked at Doc, standing there watching me... “Fuck my cunt, please...” I begged, lifting my hips further and offering myself. “That’s my boy... welcome back.” Doc grinned, sliding his fingers over my pulsing cunt. “Is it all you wanted?” “God! Yes!” I cried out in bliss as he smiled and walked to one of the lower shelves. Doc stood there for a minute looking at the items... Finally, he reached down and took hold of a pair of long black rubber gloves... “Aww fuck!” I growled, hearing the rubber snap against his sweaty biceps as he looked over his shoulder at me. Still looking over at me, he instinctively grabbed a tub of Elbow Grease and a chain of black silicone anal balls without taking his eyes off me. “Oh Fuck!” I moaned, watching the hard pulsing cock leading him back to me. Sinking his hand into the tub, Doc smiled, his now slick hand spreading the lube all over my cunt. Kneeling, he pressed a slippery finger into me without resistance... I lifted my hips to meet the intruder, shoving even more of the lube into me. Satisfied, Doc pulled out and pressed the first ball against my cunt... I tried to relax. “Push out, boy...” he instructed, grabbing my tit and digging in. “FUCK!” I screamed, feeling my cunt open up and take it in... I could feel my cunt relax as it clamped onto the chain, and I felt a reassuring fullness inside me. “Good boy!” he told me, patting my now filled cunt. “One...” “One...” I automatically repeated in a long moan as the first one slid deeper into me. Another one was now at the entrance... Doc slowly pushed on it, and I was open again... Sending waves of pleasure into my cunt. “Two...” Doc growled. “Two...” I moaned, feeling the weight of them as another met the opening. This time, I pushed back to meet it and felt Doc nudging it against my extending cuntlips until it was accepted. “Threee,“ I growled, before Doc could give the count. “Goddammit,” he chuckled, dropping the remaining two to hang from my filled cunt... the sensation causing me to tighten up on the chain and flex on the three heavy balls inside me. “That’s my boy!” he said, slapping my ass cheeks then stepping back to admire. My chemmed up cunt was on fire now... and I didn’t hold back... “Please, Doc!” I begged, “More...” “Of course, fucker,” he chuckled, picking up the final one and pushing against me. The feeling was intense... I didn’t know if I could take it with the three already inside me. “Easy boy... relax...” he encouraged, sliding a well lubed finger around the entrance to relax me. Feeling his finger slipping in against the ball, I began to writhe in pleasure. With a final push, the last one was in, leaving only the handle remaining outside my body. “YEEEH! FOUR!!!” I cried out as a wave of pulsating pleasure rocked my cunt and rolled through my hungry body. “Damn boy... you’re perfect!” Doc growled, standing there and stroking his now leaking cock before grabbing the chain and gently pulling on it to stimulate my cunt. “OH FUCK... OH FUCK...OH FUCK!” I whimpered, feeling every nerve in my chemmed up cunt fire at once. “How’s it feel, boy?” he asked, rubbing my abs and feeling the now protruding balls underneath. “Doc.....” I moaned, not being able to say another word as my cunt convulsed and surrounded the four heavy balls deep in my gut. “Enough said,” he growled, pulling on the handle. “GOD!! FUCK!” I yelled, feeling the balls sliding against my intestines as the chain grew taut. When the fourth ball hit my sphincter, I moaned, as my cuntlips expanded over the slippery surface and expelled it with a loud pop. “One...” Doc laughed. Nodding, I took a deep breath, “One...” Doc moved on to empty me of the remaining balls, with me dutifully counting down until the last one left my cunt... “Four...” I exhaled, dropping back on the sling as he flung it to one side with a thud... his cock now at my cunt. “Nine,” he grunted, grabbing my hips and easily slipping into my gaping hole... I moaned, feeling myself filled again... this time with no pain. “Do it...” I begged. And with that, the rutting began... his thrusts shoved the sling back, only to yank me back with all his strength onto his shaft on the rebound... pounding me harder and deeper with each thrust... my cunt throbbed again at the invasion. Sensing a change in Doc’s rhythm, I gripped his shaft tightly, causing him to growl... “Goddamn cunt!” His breath became labored as he continued burying himself in my cunt and taking possession. Now leaning in, he grabbed my harness and increased the speed of his fucking and brought me to the edge... “SHIT YEH!” I cried out as my body began to shudder... I could feel my nuts releasing a huge river of cum from my still limp cock and fill my leather jock. My cunt clamped down Doc’s cock and his breathing grew labored... “Yeah fucker,” he hissed with one final thrust, trembling... I heard him deeply inhale and hold his breath as his cock swelled within me... Releasing a white-hot gush of cum inside me, his powerful body shook and fell on top of me. We remained there... suspended in the air on the sling... his cock safely inside me for a few minutes. Feeling Doc rising and slipping out of me, I began to whimper... “Don’t worry boy...” he said, now on his feet and teasing my cunt. Releasing me from the restraints, he lifted me in his arms and helped me to my feet. “Well, Sam... our time is up for today.” he laughed, clipping the leash to my collar. “You need to get some rest...” Relaxing, I fell to my hands and knees and followed behind him into the main house. Reaching the main staircase, he took a long look before continuing up the stairs. Feeling the leash tighten again, I obediently followed like the submissive cunt I now was. Passing a large set of double doors on the second floor, he spoke, “That’s my room. This room...” he said, moving to the next door, opening it and leading me in, “will be yours for tonight.” Removing my collar, he motioned me to stand. Still unsteady, I wandered around the luxurious room. I stood before the immense burning fireplace casting a warm red glow over me. Turning, I saw the sturdy wooden frame of a four-poster bed against the opposite wall. I moved to the bed and felt the luxurious fabric of the sheets covering a pillowy-soft mattress. Looking down, I noticed a black leather bag sitting on the floor and I knew what to do... Turning to face Doc, I began to strip off my gear. Piece by piece, I carefully placed each item in the bag... wrist and ankle restraints... harness before grabbing hold of the waist of my jockstrap... “Commando or jock.” I smiled up at Doc and slipped it down over my hips onto floor, revealing a crusting load of cum in the pouch and on my junk. I knew what was next, but I hesitated and gave Doc a pleading look. Seeing him giving me a terse look, I took a deep breath and knelt to unlace my 10-Hole Rangers... I worked my way down... releasing the tension of the laces as I carefully slid them out of the eyelets with my fingers. Finally done, I inspected them for any damage. Satisfied, I put each one in an individual pouch and stored them in the inner pocket of the bag. Sitting on the bed, I took them off and held them... Again, I looked to Doc but this time with resignation and placed them in the bag. Lastly, I pulled the sweaty, ripe yellow socks off my feet, rolled them up and shoved them into the boots. “Good boy... Time for bed.” Doc growled, slipping my collar into the bag and heading to the door. I don’t know why, but I began to feel drowsy, so I crawled under the sheets and fell back on the mound of down pillows and looked at Doc standing at the doorway. “Rest up, boy... Your therapy’s just begun...” he smiled, turning off the lights and closing the door.

Today on Cap Hill in Seattle. I bred a cute twink body style early 30s bottom with my lil bro top. My lil bro top flew to my city for his university’s spring break. We originally became friends because we were using the same cumdump in Texas. Work was sending me down there for long contracts and we actually connected on twitter, noticing we kept posting pics of our cocks in the same pussy and tagging that cumdump in the photos saying how good his hole was. We started hanging out and breeding together. We are both hung. He’s longer than me. I’m thicker. He’s half my age. I’m 40 he’s 21. We have so much fun breeding ass together and hanging out and exciting ideas. I love his energy and enthusiasm. I think he enjoys my experience and confident top mentality. I have a billion frequent flyer points so I told my lil bro top why don’t you fly up to my city for your spring break. I picked him up at SeaTac and we got teriyaki on cap hill while we trolled sniffies. My lil bro too found us this cutie 10 blocks away. We finished our lunch and went to this bottom’s apartment for a nice pump & dump. Good pussy. Was able to immediately open up and let me in. But also knew how to milk a cock. I shot first. My lil bro top bred him after me. We put our pants and shoes back on and headed out. Tomorrow is gonna be a bro day. Just vibing at home having some beers. We have pussy lined up in Seattle Wednesday night but will be hunting Wednesday daytime. Thursday we are gonna do a daytrip to Vancouver BC to breed some pussy together. Bareback bottoms who are willing to take two tops at once, to let us tagteam, churn loads and use your pussy together… y’all provide a really special bonding experience for top bros. And for that we thank you.

Chapter 11 Henrique just parked and got a text from Marc. It said, “Bring a luggage cart up with you when you come up. I’m waiting for you by the elevator”. A few minutes later, Henrique arrived at the top floor. The elevator door opened, and there was Marc waiting for him wearing just a jockstrap. “We are not leaving today, are we? I just got here. What do we need a luggage cart for?” Henrique said as he exited the elevator. He immediately began to strip down to wear just a jockstrap as well. “No, we’re not. Here” Marc handed two pairs of handcuffs to Henrique “Daddy wants you to be cuffed to the cart” “Got it” Marc cuffed Henrique's arms to the luggage cart and then rolled the cart into the room. Henry, whom the boys referred to as Daddy, is in his upper 40s. Have a nice tanned and toned body, about 6'2, and masculine acting. He has on a pair of boxers and just made a cup of coffee, sitting on the couch of their top-floor hotel suite. “You boys put on a show for me. I just might join the two of you if I’m turned on enough. There's a chest full of toys, so feel free to pick out anything you want” “Yes, daddy” Marc and Henrique said at the same time. Daddy got the boys out of the correction facility years ago when he was starting his business as a porn producer. He was looking for boys who were legal that he could manipulate, train, and make them the star of his new business. He had met them online and hooked up with these two boys before. When the boys got in trouble and didn't want their family to know, they contacted him. At the time, his porn brand needed new concepts, exploring more controversial dark fantasies. He has since made them into the main stars of his company, and his porn brand is gaining popularity domestically and abroad. He generously shared profit with these boys and also started recruiting more actors through them. The boys do not have to follow his orders, but the money is just too good, so they follow him and do what he says willingly. Henry's films have been highly controversial because of the idea of getting his actors high and subjecting them to rough sex. The disclaimers, of course, say everything was just acting but in reality…. No one is inspecting to know the legitimacy of the claim. They only need to edit out the part where the actors are getting high before publishing their videos. They do offer unedited live streaming for payers who are willing to pay high dollars and agree to some ridiculous terms if the live stream were to be recorded and redistributed. Most of those viewers who are interested in watching unedited live streams to fulfill their dark fantasies . They have no problem agreeing to the terms for a chance to satisfy their perverted desires. This was the first time Henrique was in a submissive role with Marc. For many fans of them, there has been a high demand for their role reversal. Marc has been traveling with daddies for promotion while Henrique was sent to do a different assignment. During their promotional trip, several companies have offered a great deal of money to be a part of the video. The “toy box” is filled with products from their sponsors. After building up the demand for so long, Daddy finally has the green light to make this highly demanded shoot. Today's encounter is for research purposes and is not recorded. The goal is to test Henrique's comfort level and also to get familiar with sponsor products and how to use them. Marc first greases up Henrique's body. He sucked on Henrique's hard nipples and bit on them lightly before he drips more oil on Henrique's body. He rubs the oil evenly but intentionally avoids contacting his dick. Henrique's body hair is nicely trimmed. Marc fondles Henrique's balls in his hand a bit, then pulls them downward and puts a ball stretcher on Henrique, causing him to let out a light moan. Marc went back over to the toy box and came back with a set of weighted nipple clamps connected with a chain. He attached them to Henrique's nipples, making him grunt a little. He follows up with a passionate kiss and lightly greases up the head of Henrique's now half-hard dick before moving on to applying oil to Henrique's backside. Marc slowly inserted a buttplug into Henrique. After recently giving up his hole to two hung tops less than a week ago, Henrique's hole is still a little sore, but he took in the buttplug with ease. Marc walked over to the freezer and took out the chem piss oval-shaped ice cube that came from him and Daddy during the trip. It's a mixture of both of their piss, highly concentrated and not diluted with cum like those they gave up Ben a couple of weekends ago. The butt plug has a removable core, so Marc was able to shove them in Henrique's ass without removing the plug. Marc put a spread bar in between Henrique's ankles, keeping them apart and connected the chain of the nipple clamps to the spread bar. It forces Henrique to lean forward to avoid getting his nipples pulled on harder than they already do. Marc walked around Henrique, checking out everything then went back to the toy box to search for something. Henrique started feeling the chem piss effect. It's his first time getting high in a few days. He started breathing more heavily and seemed uncomfortable staying still and his dick is now fully erected. Marc came back wearing a harness when a small camera attached to it that had a flexible joint to point at any direction. From behind, he put a mouth gag with a resealable hollow opening in Henrique's mouth. Then he rolled the luggage cart to daddy while getting ready to do a hot rail that daddy had heated up for him while he was “accessorizing” Henrique's body. Daddy got up and closely examined everything. He moved the nipple clamp a bit closer so it clamp on the nipples more securely. Pull on the chain to test the weight causing Henrique to grunt and his dick flex. Marc finished a rail and opened up Henrique's mouth gag and blew all the smoke in his mouth then sealed the gag. With nowhere else to go, the smoke was slowly coming out of Henrique's nostrils. It was a good hit bc it got him a little light-headed and hornier than ever. Daddy pulls out the buttplug core. The chem piss ice cube had been fully absorbed. He pulled the whole thing out and watched Henrique's hole nice and open as it slowly closing then he shoved it right back in there. Henrique moaned as Marc blew another batch of smoke into his mouth gag then untied the chain from the spread bar so Marc could tease Henrique's dick with his tongue. He licks it lightly all over. Henrique instinctively threw his head back and thought he could stand back up straight, but Marc had the untied chain wrapped around his finger so it pulled on his nipples. He immediately regretted doing that when he felt the unexpected pain and moved his upper body back down while smoke was still coming out of his nose. Daddy sat back down on the couch and took a big hit out of a bong, leaned back, and rubbed his cock a little through his boxer. Marc was about to put Henrique’s dick in his mouth changed his mind last minute and walked around and kicked the back of Henrique’s knees, making him go down on his knees. He opened up Henrique’s mouth gag and shoved his dick in. Marc’s dick was even slightly bigger than the mouth gag’s opening. He had no problem inserting it in as the material is adaptable but Henrique who has not been used to taking in the full length and girth of Marc’s dick gagged several times. He had saliva all over his face and Marc’s dick as Marc fucks his face with no mercy. When Marc took his dick out of Henrique’s mouth he heard. “Fuck me Marc” said Henrique. Marc had never heard those words out of his mouth before and said “What did you say?” “FUCK ME MARC” said Henrique “hmmmmm…..I might but only if you ask nicely” Marc said as he walked around to behind Henique and pumped in a huge squirt of tina mixed in lube, closed the plug again then walked to the freezer and got another chem piss ice cube “Fuck me, please sir” said Henrique for the 3rd time. “That’s more like it” Marc untied Henrique from the cart and moved him to the left side of daddy. Positioned his head right at Daddy’s crotch. Daddy got up and removed his boxer but instead of laying back down, he started cutting a line for Henrique and heating up the pipe for him. Marc opened up the plugin Henrique’s ass and put the ice cube in Henrique and said “Are you ready for my thick cock?” “Yes sir” said Henrique. Daddy moved the mirror in front of Henrique and handed him a tube for the hot rail. Henrique quickly finished the line. Before he let the smoke out of his mouth, Daddy’s dick was right in front of him and he knew exactly what he was supposed to do and put that semi-limp dick in his mouth and started sucking on it like a popsicle as the smoke slowly leaking out each time the dick thrust into his mouth. Henrique felt his hole being forced to expand as Marc slowly pushed his dick in. With a mouth filled by Daddy’s dick, Henrique whimpered as the dick entered and tried to control his breathing. Marc couldn’t make much progress, pull his dick back out and put some more lube on it then tried again. With lubricant, he started to make progress entering Henrique’s ass. Daddy grabs the loose chain hanging off Henrique’s nipple clamp and pulls it toward him. Henrique wanted to scream but couldn’t because Daddy is face fucking him hard. Marc’s dick is in all the way. He held it steady to let Henrique get used to it. He could feel Henrique’s muscle contract all around his dick. Marc handed Henrique a bottle of unlabeled popper. Henrique took two strong hits. They were so much stronger than what he was used to he eye completely blacked out for several seconds “Oh yeah…that came from a vendor. It’s too strong to be sold on the Market. Sorry, I should have mentioned that,” Marc said. “However, I can feel it completely relaxed your hole, though” as Marc began to move his pelvis while Henrique was still recovering from the poppers. As he regained consciousness, he started moaning. “Push it so your hole is opened up for him,” Daddy said “Take a deep breath, then push. Open it up for him. It’ll feel great when you stop fighting it and let it in Henrique” “Oh man….fuck…..Henrique you’re so tight” Marc said. Marc grabbed onto Henrique’s waist and poud him. Henrique was focusing on what daddy told him. His eyes are closed. He tells himself to open up his muscle for Marc’s dick then there he felt it. Marc’s hard dick no long felt painful. It was a blissful feeling that I wanted it more. “Ooohh ohhh ohhhhhhhh” Henrique moaned. His eyes under his eyelids were rolled back bc it felt so good. He grabs onto daddy waist and sucking daddy’s hard dick. He wants daddy’s cum all in his throat. He felt Marc tensing up, then waves of Marc’s warm cum splash onto his inner rectum wall. Marc stopped moving and sat on his heels but Henrique now wants to get fucked more. Those doses of chem piss may finally be hitting him in full effect. He was breathing heavily and continued to fuck himself even though Marc wasn’t moving anymore. Marc pulls out his dick then daddy told Henrique to get on his back and show him his hole. Henrique hands holding his feet and exposed his hole to daddy. “Push that cum out baby” daddy said. A few seconds later, some white cum came out of Henrique’s ass. Without hesitation, daddy wrapped his lids around Henrique’s hole and sucked up all of that cum and thoroughly rimmed his hole then penetrated his hole with his tongue. Henrique made a rare high-pitched moan. That was a sound that he doesn’t normally make. Daddy spit the cum out of his mouth onto his dick and smear it all over his dick then he pressed his dick on Henrique’s hole. Much different than earlier, this time his hole sucked daddy’s dick in. “Oh yeah…just like that baby. Take my dick in” as daddy slid his dick in. Henrique’s dick got harder and harder. Marc had his phone in his hand, filming daddy’s cock moving in and out of Henrique’s hole. He straddle over Henrique’s face and continues filming. Henrique reaches up and grab Marc by his hip and pull him down and started munching on that hole he normally own and fuck. He got it all nice and wet. daddy said “Come ride his dick Marc” “Yes sir” Marc put down the phone and sat on that dick that he knows so well. He sat down on Henrique’s dick and unclipped Henrique’s nipple clamps and lean forward to make out with him as Henrique fucking him while getting fucked by daddy’s huge dick. A few minutes later Henrique started moaning loudly because daddy started taking fast but deep thrusts, pulling his dick always fully out of his hole then thrusting all the day in then repeating. That sensation drove Henrique to cum in Marc’s ass but he didn’t mean to. Then daddy grunted loudly and shot a huge load in Henrique’s hole. It was so much cum that for a second Henrique thought daddy was pissing in his hole, but it all cum. Creamy thick white cum. Lots of it. Daddy then laid down on the floor with Henrique and Marc on each side of him. Marc moved to clean up daddy’s dick while Henrique nibbled on daddy’s left nipple. “Daddy. Are you going to Jay and Aaron’s party tomorrow?” Henrique asked “Yes. I plan on it.” Henry said. “How do you think Ben will react?” Marc asked “I don’t know but if you guys have trained him the way I instructed, then he will want to worship this dick that created him. He looked so good in the videos you guys film while I was away. I own his hole. Tomorrow I have the right to do what I want with it. I didn’t expect you two to recruit him. I thought he was straight” Henry said “We didn’t recruit him. It was Keith” Marc said. “Well….each of you gets to drop a load in him. I am going to rip his ass apart with this dick that made him. It'll be our initiation to bring him into our empire. All of us will be so rich and all we need to do is get high and fuck all day long.” Henry said

Had the house to myself last Monday night. I had been watching porn and sniffing from my brown bottle all afternoon while 'working from home', not to mention chatting with a bbc top on BBRT, so by the time I shut off my laptop I was ready for some loads. Unfortunately my BBRT top went quiet, saying he had to run some errands, so I decided to post on the apps and see what other trouble I could find. The first response I got on Grindr was from a 22-year old who recognized my pics. He informed me early in the conversation that he bred me at my last few gang bangs in late 2022 and early 2023. His dick pic sealed the deal and I invited him over. While I was waiting for him to arrive, my friend from two Mondays before (I call him the hole stretcher - see And Now My Hole Is Really Sore) messaged to say he was free and wanted another turn in my guts. I told him that I was waiting for someone who wanted to be alone with me, and his response was, "That's cool, I'll park at the plaza down the street and wait. Let me know when he leaves." Hot damn! I got a message from the 22 year old saying he was a few minutes away, so I unlocked the door, undressed and lubed my hole, then laid down on my stomach on the floor as he had requested. I took a big hit from my brown bottle as the door opened. I heard him kick off his shoes, then the rustle of fabric as he undressed. I felt his hands on my ankles as he pushed my legs together, then knelt down and straddled me. He leaned forward and supported himself with his left hand as his right guided his cock to my hole. Feeling my pucker open for the tip, he pushed forward gently before placing his right hand on the floor to stabilize himself. I could feel his warm belly brush against the small of my back as he shifted his weight forward and his cock slid balls-deep. He let out a sigh, loud enough that I could hear it over my own moan of pleasure as he filled me up, and then began to move his hips rhythmically. With each thrust he almost fully withdrew his cock before gently sliding it back inside me, savoring my velvet grip. After a few minutes of this he picked up the pace, and I knew he wouldn't last much longer. I started to encourage him, begging for his load in my hole, telling him that I wanted him to breed me like a slut. And in no time at all, that's exactly what he did. His cock jumped and pulsed as he pumped his load deep. At last, spent, he stood up. Being the good slut that I am, I spun around quickly and took his cock in my hand, guiding it to my mouth so I could savor the mixture of my ass and his cum. As I did so, I felt some of his kids slip out of me and down the back of my thigh. As he dressed, I grabbed my phone to message the hole stretcher who was waiting down the street, only to find a message from the BBRT bbc top asking for my address. I told hole stretcher to come over and then sent it to him while I waited, asking him to give me a half hour. "No problem," came his reply. Not five minutes after the first guy left, the door opened and in walked the hole stretcher. I was waiting on all fours, my freshly-fucked hole greeting him as he entered. In no time the tip of his cock parted my sphincter, followed by that thick knot just below it. I inhaled deeply from my brown bottle and forced myself to relax, and was excited to find that those actions, coupled with the previous stretching and a liberal coating of cum on my insides, let him slide right in. He met resistance at my second hole, stopped and waited patiently until, like magic, I felt it open and welcome him in. He let out a moan at the same time I did. It felt amazing, and I was so turned on that I soon found myself pushing backward to meet each thrust, impaling myself as deeply as I could. It was something I've never been able to do with him before! He grabbed my hips and pushed balls-deep over and over until, with a gasp, he added his load to the mess inside me. I was even more eager to clean off his cock with my mouth, and the combination of two loads and my hole did not disappoint! I thought I might have tasted a hint of blood, too, but shrugged it off. After all, what's a cum dump good for besides taking every load he's offered? The hole stretcher dressed and left, and I went back to my phone. The guy from BBRT was getting close, and as I eagerly waited I clenched my sphincter muscles to keep the remaining cum inside. After less than ten minutes, which felt like forever, he came through the door and stepped right around to stand in front of me. He was wearing grey sweats and as I looked up, he had already lowered them to expose his cock. I instinctively knew what he wanted and got up on my knees - careful to keep the back door locked to prevent the kids from escaping - and sucked him until he was hard as a rock. This was the only cock of the evening that I had seen, and it was a solid seven girthy inches. I slid that cock deep down my throat, gagging and coughing up thick strands of saliva that would ease his entry when I was time to bend over. And the time to bend over came quickly. He muttered the words, "I don't want to bust yet," and took his cock out of my mouth. I spun around and presented my ass to him, and I heard him get down on his knees behind me. His knees pushed my legs apart as he moved in closer. I felt the tip of his cock against my hole, and then he was sliding in. He didn't stop, just slid all the way to the hilt without stopping. He pushed me forward, forcing me onto the floor on my stomach, and began hammering. That big, thick cock pounded me over and over again as his breath tickled the back of my neck. One last hit from the brown bottle, and I was in heaven. He must have lasted nearly fifteen minutes, and when I finally heard him gasp and his cock begin to dance inside my hole, I was actually disappointed that it was over. As with the others, I dutifully cleaned him off with my mouth and sent him on his way. I spent the rest of the evening sitting in the wet spot of cum that kept leaking out of my hole and into my underwear, Sadly, the stars had aligned just for that night, and for the rest of the week I struggled to find anyone who was interested in hooking up. I have the house to myself again this weekend, though, and I fully intend on taking advantage - by taking as many loads as I can.

Visting London for the night, arrived and got loaded within 30 mins of checking into hotel. Headed out to dinner and when I was heading back to the hotel, the guys load decided to ooze its way out of me. I'm now walking back to the hotel with a wet arse and cum load in my underwear.

Chapter 10 Uncle and I sat in silence for several minutes. We both were laying down on the round bed in the middle of the room and looking at the mirror on the ceiling but not at each other. I didn't take the slam but I'm still high from when Darryl was here. Uncle Jerry has to be high af still. I sat up because I could feel my dick getting hard and I wasn't sure if now was a good time for that. Uncle Jerry broke the silence and said “I'm sorry you had to see that and be a part of the act” he said “Are you OK?” I asked “oh yeah.. I'm fine. I’m sure you want to ask Zachariah. I promise that I’ll answer, but can we wait until tomorrow or another day? You saw what Zachariah pushed in me. I can't quite focus right now,” he said “that's fine. Can you help me with this” I tied up my arm and handed him a syringe “where did you get that” Uncle asked “Zach had it, but he sat it down for some reason. If you help me find my vein, then you wouldn't have to be the only one who is super high. You wouldn't have to feel like you have to hold back the rest of the night.” I said “Are you sure?” Uncle Jerry asked I gave him a nod. He got up and started touching my arm and quickly located a spot; then I asked. “Can I ask you something? It’s not about Zachariah did you like it? I mean, did it feel good? Because you cum a lot hands-free.” “yeah, I do. I don't mind fisting, and I don't mind playing a sub, but I don't like that bastard no matter what. One of these days, he'll have to pay for it,” Uncle Jerry said. “why do you ask?” “I thought it was hot. I was really turned on…… ” I felt that rush coming through before I could finish my sentence. “holy fuck” I said then I began coughing. I lean back on the bed and look at my eyes opening wide. I have yet to cum tonight, so the only thing on my mind was to cum. It's as if Uncle Jerry heard my thoughts. He positioned a fuck machine right at my hole and slid the mushroom head in me. “keep it in there,” he said. He then straddled over me and sat on my stomach. Uncle Jerry leaned forward and started making out with me. His tongue was battling mine, and then he put his right hand on my neck & pushed himself up while choking me, and said, “ You ready to ramp it up?” Uncle Jerry asked. Before I could answer, he pressed the remote in his hand a few times and then threw it down next to me. He hooked his arms around my legs and pulled them apart, surrendering my hole to that fuck machine. I could feel the fucking machine thrusting in me. “Ohhhh ohhhh uhh ohhh” I moaned. Uncle Jerry then backed up and put my cock in his gaping hole. It swallowed my cock without no resistance. It is so warm, wet, and still tight. Uncle Jerry let out an “ohhhhh fuck” as he moved up and down my cock. He was fucking himself just as hard as I was getting fuck by the fuck machine. My mind could not decide whether to focus on how my dick feels or my ass. All I know is that I wouldn’t last too much longer like this. “Do you like my cock in your cunt, Uncle Jerry? Look at your pre-jizz all over your dick. My dick is yours to ride anytime” I rubbed my finger around his round dick head then began to stroke his cock. “You think you are in control, huh, Benny” Uncle Jerry tightened his cunt muscle around my cock’s head each time then dropped straight down until he hit my balls. Occasionally he held the tension and moved my dick around in his ass. I would have never guessed his hole had just been fisting if I didn’t witness it myself. “Ohhhh my god. Uncle Jerry. Be rough to me like Zach did. I wanna know what it was like” I said Uncle Jerry had a smirk on his face. He put one hand on my neck, choking me, and another was pinching my left nipple hard and twisting it. I wanted to moan but couldn't make a sound because he was choking me hard. I could feel my face getting red until he finally let go. I gasped hard, trying to breathe. When I finally looked at him, he slapped me across my face and said, “You like that slut. You've always wanted to fuck me, don't you? Now you want to be my chem whore, isn't that right” “Yes, sir. I am all yours. He dumped some poppers on a rag and covered my nose and mouth with it.” take a deep breath,” he said. I followed his instructions and fell into a trance. I could see him talking to me and slapping me again on the other side, but I could not hear him. Or could not comprehend his words rather. All I know is the rhythmic thrusting in my ass and Uncle Jerry’s tight squeeze up and down my cock. He continued to ride me and occasionally twirled around, pulled away the rag, then put his hand into my mouth to pull it open then he spit in my mouth. I literally was seeing stars when I screamed out loud “Sir…..sir….I’m gonna….ahh AHHHH AHHHUHHG”. I unloaded all in his hole wave after wave for a solid 30 seconds. Before I could regain my mind, Uncle Jerry got off my cock and removed the fuck machine from my hole. He did it so quickly that it “popped” when he pulled it out. “I got one more gift for you Benny boy. This is going to be the strongest chem piss you’ve ever felt.” He shoved his dick in my ass, and I felt my hole getting filled up by a warm stream of liquid. When it started to leak out, he pulled out his still-pissing dick, pushed my legs up, and told me to hold it and open my mouth wide. He stood over me and gave me the rest of his chem piss. I, indeed, was a thirsty whore, trying to catch every drop of his blessing. He was not joking. The warm stream in my ass is starting to burn. It’s nothing like a normal boof that I only feel the burning sensation in a specific area. I feel it burn all over, deep and shallow. My eyes got wider and wider, looking at him with my mouth open because I could not believe what I was feeling. He spits in my mouth again and then straddles over my face and says, “suck your cum out of my hole, Ben”. I started eating it like it's the most delicious thing ever. I sealed my lips against it tightly and sucked hard to get every drop of my own cum out of his hole. “Hehe. That’s right. Just like that nephew” He got up and gave me a passionate kiss, covering his tongue with my cum in my mouth then he threw himself down next to me and almost instantly passed out. I tried my best to hold my uncle's piss in me for a while longer. It felt amazing. I wanted to absorb every bit of the nutrient he gave me. I eventually let it out while I was taking a shower. When I got out of the shower, I got on my knees and put Uncle Jerry’s limb dick in my mouth, and started blowing him but I quickly realized he was in deep sleep. There's no way I could wake him. Fuck. Now I'm even higher than I was before. There was only one way to cure what I was feeling. I texted Henrique, Keith, and Marc, hoping one of them would respond and fill the hole, but they never did. I got to take care of this burning sensation in my hole then I remembered there was a local kink bar just down the street. I’ve always been too timid to go, but tonight I don’t give a fuck. Someone there ought to give me a good fuck. I ran upstairs, grabbed one of Uncle Jerry’s red jockstraps, and put on a cockring. I threw on a simple T-shirt and shorts, and then out the door I went. When I got to the bar, I was asked to show my ID. I handed it to him and completely forgot that I might not be allowed in. I was already taking steps forward when he handed my ID back to me, but the doorman put his hand on my chest and pushed me back, and said “Sorry, bud. 21 and up” “come on, please. I'm not even here for drinks,” which I really wasn't “yeah? What are you hoping to find in there?” I looked around. There was no one else waiting in line. The bouncer was a muscle bear who was probably in his 30s. About 6'4 or 6'5. Very masculine. He could probably pick me up easily. The bulge under his jeans is extremely distracting. “well……” all I can think about is to fuck or get fucked. Seeing that no one else was in line so I took a step forward and started rubbing on the obvious outline of his dick that looked like a giant snake under his jeans. He grabbed my head and stuck his tongue in my mouth and gave me a good kiss. Then he said “Go on, bud, but go to the bathroom around 145am” I set an alarm clock and showed it to him. He smiled and let me in. The music is loud, and the bar’s lighting is dimmed. There is a group of people at the far corner. There are only red ambient lights around the base of the wall but some were obviously on their knees. I never thought people would or could just fuck in a bar. That was so hot that I started walking in that direction. That corner was far darker than I expected. It’s packed full of people, so once I got there, I tried to make my way in bc my dick and my hole both needed some attention urgently. As I moved through people, I could feel hands grabbing my crotch, fingers pinching my nipples, or rubbing my chest, but I had no idea whose hands they were. I stepped back toward the wall for a bit and let my eyes adjust to the lighting. I had my hands behind me as I moved back in case I bumped into anyone. Unexpectedly I felt a hard dick touching my hand. It was probably about 7.5 or 8. Girthy and had a big pair of balls. I started stroking it without turning around, and then I felt an arm go from under my armpit across my chest and pull me back. I felt someone nibbling on my ear. Whoever he was had a clean face because I didn’t feel any facial hair on his face. His precum was leaking out like a fountain. His hand grabbed me by my head and turned it sideways, then he started kissing my neck. His other hand had gone under my shirt and was pinching my left nipple, sometimes gently flicking it, sometimes rubbing just the tip of my nipples, and occasionally a hard pinch. I started moaning out loud, but I doubt anyone could hear me at this loud bar. He pulled down my shorts and started sliding his dick up and down my butt crack while holding me still with his hands. My eyes have adjusted to the light because I can see everything much more clearly now. As I looked around the bar, I locked eyes with the person right in front of me, my high school football head coach, Coach Green. Here I am. With my shorts on the floor and my cock sticking out, rock hard right in front of him and whoever it was behind me started pushing his dick into my cunt. As I was still deciding how I should respond to coach, he got down on his knees with his hands wrapped around my base and sucking my dick. Oh my god. I don't know what he does that set him apart from blow jobs I've gotten so far, but who knew coach can suck a dick this good. While a stranger's thick dick is thursting through my chem piss hole and pounding on my prostate. This is exactly what I've been wanting. Coach got me so close to cumming, but he stopped right before, stood up, and drop his jeans, and signaled me to blow him. I wonder if he knew how long I've been wanting to do this. I wonder if he knew that he just fucked my ass last week at Jay and Aaron's. Coach Green gave me a nod, so I leaned forward and licked his head at first, then I wrapped my lips around his head. His dick was so hard, and I could taste his sweet pre cum. I've wanted to do this to coach for so long and never thought this day would come true. Coach grabbed my head and started fucking my face. I could feel his balls hitting my chin. The guy behind me also started pounding faster and harder. I could feel him grabbing me tighter, and his legs tensed up. Then he seeded my hole while Coach Green was face fucking the shit out of my face, making me deep-throat his hard dick over and over again. Then I felt his dick swell up then unleashed his sweat man juice in my mouth. Coach lifted me up by my chin and passionately made out with me and shared the taste of his cum with me in my mouth. As I was pulling up my shorts, I felt my watch buzzing Coach gave me a smile and started walking toward the exit. I have no idea who fucked me bc there was no one behind me now. I have no idea when it happened, but looking around now, I see half of the people are gone. Almost everyone who is still at this bar has their shirt off. When I came in, I didn't even notice that the bartenders only had jockstraps on. Their bubble butt sure looked nice. I made my way into the bathroom. I thought half of the people had left the bar, but it turned out the bathroom was packed and full of people. There was no individual urinal. Just three communal ones along the wall, forming a U-shape. Not a single person was actually peeing here. Everyone was facing each other, stroking their dick. Some were on their knees, sucking. I was definitely the youngest dude in the room. I scanned the room twice and found the bouncer standing across from me. He waved me over, took a small step to the left, and gave me some space to his right. He had his shirt tucked behind him on his belt. He had the word “Obey” tattooed across his chest. I stood next to him and faced the same way since that seemed to be what everyone was doing. He started sliding his hand up and down my body and slowly lifted up my shirt. There was another guy with salt and pepper hair but an athletic build with a charming smile pull out my cock right away and started stroking while his hands continued to explore my body and were sliding on my hole, teasing me. His other arm starts lifting my right leg up so my hole is more accessible. Meanwhile, the bouncer was aggressively nibbling on my left nipple. A Latino daddy had filled his spot to my left and was rubbing his hand on my butt and lifting my left leg up just like the other dude. Next thing I know. I'm being lifted up and completely rely on the two guys next to me to support me. They both stood closer behind me so I could wrap my arms around them and lean on their body. The two of them each had one arm holding my leg and the other arm supporting me. They both leaned in to suck and bit on my nipples. At the same time, the bouncer started stroking my dick and was pulling on my balls. He demanded that I make constant eye contact with him because he loved seeing the slutty hungry looks he said. Additionally, I felt a wet tongue contacting and exploring my hole while someone new got behind me and was putting poppers in front of my nose. I must look like a real whore, completely being controlled by men around me, and there was not a thing I could do to stop any of them. It didn't take me long to realize that the bouncer was edging me. He was stroked fast and firmly, then slowed down right when I was about to cum. My face must give away the signal he needed to predict when I get close bc not only did he know to stop just before I reached orgasm. He also knew a few times when he needed to slap my balls, using temporary pain to keep my dick from exploding. My nipples are still being pinched and pulled. I now felt something being inserted in my hole, but I was not even sure because I didn't know where to direct my attention, it was followed by at least three fingers thrusting in and out of my hole. My legs were not quite a split but as far apart as they could be to a split. “aahh uhhh ohhhh” I was moaning uncontrollably. I have no idea what kind of faces I was making. Everything felt so amazing I could even think. I love that I had everyone's attention. This is exactly what I needed to satisfy my thirst. The bouncer stood up and revealed his 9-inch thick snake in his jeans. As if they rehearsed this before, the two guys that lifted me up started to lift my legs up more, exposing my hole to him. “look at that. A young slut's cunt”. I'm being lowered to the perfect height with my legs open to be fucked by the bouncer while my nipples are being pinched. Somehow there were two different kinds of poppers being held in front of my nostrils. The person who was eating my hole now reached his hand around to stroke my cock. I looked around; it seemed like the whole room had their attention on me. I felt the bouncer pressing his cock on my hole and looked right at me with a smile. My hole opened up for his dick on contact. I could feel it penetrating through my sphincter. I couldn't help but throw my head back, open my mouth, and let out a loud moan because it felt so good. I didn't get to do that for long before the two bottles of poppers were replaced by a popper-soaked jockstrap forcefully covering my mouth and nose. I felt the lights around me closing in with darkness, and the only thing I felt was the ecstasy feeling coming from my hole. I closed my eyes and fell into a trance for I don't know how long, but it was so amazing. Then the two guys from behind me pushed me up toward the bouncer and moved my arm to wrap around his neck. We started making out while he continued to thrust his dick into me. The two guys are still on each side, holding my legs apart. Then I felt another dick pressing up against my hole from behind me. I can't see who it was, but the dick was thick. I'm being lowered to take that dick in with my hole. Then there it went. My hole opened up even wider to accept the second dick. The guy from behind me now presses up against my back. One hand playing with my nipple and the other stroking my cock. “oooooh my god… I don't think I can,” I said as I was being lowered and pressed down to take both dicks as deep as I can. My second sphincter resisted and refused to let the second dick in. I felt like I was going to explode from the inside out. It felt so tight, so full. Someone put the popper jockstrap in front of me again. I instinctively bit on it with my mouth this time and the poppers on it was so strong I started blacking out again. After 1 minute or so, my muscles gave out. Not only the 2nd dick is through. In less than a second, it felt like 1-2 more inches of the second dick went inside me all at once. Both tops and I let out a long “aaaahhhhh”. I have never felt this great before. I'm being lifted up and down at a much faster pace now. The sensation from inside of my ass sends shockwaves across my body every time I drop down on them. “I’m about……..” before I could even finish my sentence, my dick shot out a load unexpectedly onto the bouncer's face. It was an orgasm for my dick and my ass. I felt it. He laughed and then said, “nice boy. Lick them clean while we seed you” He leaned his face forward, and I started licking my cum off his face. Then all of a sudden, he pressed his lips tightly against mine and groaned. The guy behind me pressed up tightly against my back then together, their cum erupted from their dicks. This was just what I needed. It feels so good to be filled with cum. The guy behind me pulled his dick out, and I was moved to lean back again. The bouncer surprised me and was still pounding my hole with his hard dick. “Your young cunt feels wonderful. My second load isn't far behind. Do you want it?” I was surprised “yes… fuck yes…. Breed me again, sir” Everyone else in the restroom now circled up around me and, one after another, sprayed their cum all over my body, face, and hair. I was soaked in cum until there was just me and the bouncer left. He flipped me around and pounded my ass so hard that the sound of his balls slapping on my butt echoed in the restroom. Then he wrapped his arm around my neck and choked me as he grunted and released his second load in me. I finally could catch my breath after he was done unloading in me. That was amazing. My hole felt empty but satisfied when he pulled his dick out. I'm soaked in cum, but I don't even care. I stuck my tongue out to eat the cum dripping down. Then the bouncer handed me his shirt. “one side is wet, and the other side is dry. Don't worry about getting it dirty. I just live across the street. If you want, you're welcome to come over for a shower. If not, you are welcome to bring that hole back any night, man. As long as I'm working, you can always get in. You're tons of fun” “Thanks, and I think I'll take you up on the shower offer.” We walked across the street. He put me in the hot shower, and the water pulled me back to reality. I started washing the thick layer of cum off me then I heard him said, “You mind if I join you?” “of course,” I said He got in and started rubbing soap all over me. I reached back and was surprised that he was hard again. “hahaha, I'm too tired to fuck another load out, but it sure seems like my dick wants to, doesn't it? I was only thinking about making you cum. Your balls still feel full,” he said as he played with my balls in his big hand. He turned me around and got down, and swallowed my dick while his finger easily penetrated my cum filled hole and massaged my prostate. My orgasm felt so close yet so far. I felt like I was right on the edge of cumming, but I couldn’t find the finish line. My attention was so focused on getting myself to cum. Before I knew it, his knuckles passed through my sphincter. His whole fist was inside of me. The sensation of it immediately sent me over the edge. I moaned in a way that I never knew I could then I cum hard all in his mouth. He swallowed every drop of it clean as if it were his favorite snack. I could not believe his whole fist went in me, and it was fucking amazing. I could see why this was able to make Uncle Jerry blow his load hands-free now. He slowly pulled his hand out, stood up and pulled me in close for a kiss. Then he started to help me clean up my body for real this time. When I was towel drying myself, I noticed a picture of him and Marc in the picture frame. Marc looked much younger in that picture. “who's that?” I pointed at the picture of him and Marc “That's my stepbrother. We used to be close, but then he somehow got involved with the Winston brothers and got into drugs, so we haven't spoken in a few years.” “oh…I'm sorry to hear that,” I said, but what was really on my mind was “oh shit.” I quickly got dressed. On my way out, he handed me his number and introduced himself: “I'm Jason. Be safe. I'll see you around.” “Thanks for the shower and for letting me in the bar” I rushed out of there. I could not believe that I had just gotten fucked by Marc's stepbrother, who I didn't even know Marc had. Thank God he didn’t know who I was and that I was high as fuck when I first arrived. Also, who is the other Winston brother? Why does it seem like my family has made a name for themselves in this town, but somehow I know nothing of it? I have to ask Uncle Jerry about this, but how do I bring this up, I thought to myself. I got in my car and started driving back to Uncle Jerry's with a lot of questions on my mind. At least the urge in my hole was satisfied.

They contacted me on Grindr. The profile said Transmasculine/Transman, 21, caucasian, blonde,154cm, 50kg, top surgery, not yet bottom surgery. They were looking for hookups. Their body was tight and lean with sparse hair in all the right places. The scars and nipples where immaculate the best I'd seen, short of pulling down their pants they easily passed for a cis man. Tattoos filled one sleeve and their lower legs. "Hey daddy, what are you up to tonight?" said the boy. My dick hardened at the thought of ruining this punk as I typed my reply. "Just looking for a warm hole to unload in, what about you?" "That sounds like fun, and the thought has me wet but I can't play without condoms sorry" I was disappointed but also decided to bluff my way into raw dogging this bitch. "That's a shame, happy hunting". Three dots jumped up and down the bottom left corner of the Grindr chat. My conditions where being negotiated and compromised in the little cumdumps head as he wrote his response. "I'm between treatments while I switch insurance provider and I've started getting my periods again so I really can't take raw cock in my front sorry daddy" This wasn't my concern I am top I am in charge I fuck how I want and I blow where I want. "That's a shame, happy hunting" the three dots jumped again as a devil and an angel fought for what would take place that night. "I could let you fuck me up the arse raw?" It was a nice try but not what I wanted. "I can fuck a guy up the arse raw any time I want, you have something unique and special that I want to try" I pretended that I hadn't "tried"/bred pussy before. The reality was I had knocked up trans guys in every state I holidayed in. What became of those pregnancies I don't know but the very act of leaving the little bitches carrying my spawn made me cum gallons. I also hadn't cum for over a week knowing that I would be on the hunt when I was in a new city and harder to track down should regrets/consequences try to follow. Thoughts on continuing?

I discuss it to be honest. I tell them my status and if the other isn't into it and runs, I assume they'd been a shit fuck...but in a weird way I like being refused sometimes. If the other is neg and into fucking a poz guy like myself, that also turns me on as well. I like hooking up with the risk takers as I was once one myself.

Stayed the night at a hotel,being renovated of course, and go to the pool area to go to the hot tub. One older Hispanic guy in the hot tub and no one else in the pool area and I get in the hot tub to loosen up my aching back. The guy starts talking, thick accent, says he is there doing renovations. I notice he has a pride colored towel and tell him nice towel. He says he can't hear well and to slide over next to him so we can chat. I slide next to him and he puts his arms up and on the edge of the tub and starts chatting. Soon I feel his leg brush mine a few times. My hands are in the water and I bump his thigh with my hand. The 3rd time I do this he pushes his hips up. So we are chatting away and I touch his cock through his trunks, his hand go in the water and come back out back to rest on the edge. He had pulled his trunks down and I start stroking his thick meat. He tells me he wants to feed me and pulls up his short and we go into a service closet off the pool he has keys for. We go in and he drops his trunks and say suck for your dinner. A minute later he say eat my nut and groans and floods my mouth with cum. He plops down on this folding metal chair and tells me to sit. I sit on his cock and say wait. He reaches around and jerks me and I blow my load pretty quick. He say now fuck. I don't usually cum and getting fucked after is tough and he knew it. That big cock churned my guts for probably 20 minutes before he unloaded in me. I hobbled back up to my room and put a butt plug in and pillow under my hips and crashed.

Watching Guys Fuck In The Theater I went to the theater again. Unfortunately today it didn't look very busy but I had some time so I stopped anyway. After chatting up the busty blonde lady who works the counter a lot I paid for theater entry and walked back, listening to the sound of the video as I went down the long hallway. When I got there and my eyes adjusted I noticed there was only one guy, sitting on one of the back couches. He looked really tweaked out and he was taking hits off a glass pipe. I sat down on the couch next to his and pulled off my shoes and pants and started watching the movie. Nothing too exciting, straight porn, but at least it was an anal video and the guys had nice big dicks. As I was stroking the door opened and another guy came in, he was a gaunt, muscular guy with buzz cut hair and just a hint of a belly. He walked right over and sat down next to the guy who was still hitting his pipe. Obviously they knew each other because they started talking and soon the pipe was replaced in the guys mouth by the big fat dick of the other guy. Once the dick was fully hard he turned the guy around on the couch and pulled a bottle of lube and opened a new bottle of popper from his pocket and a took a few big sniffs and then lubed up his dick and slid one, then two fingers into the guy who's ass was raised. He sank his dick in easily, despite it's large size until his belly was on the guys back then he started to saw in and out. He would stop every now and then to take another hit of poppers and the guy being fucked got his lighter and pipe and was taking hits as he was getting pounded. I just watched, jealous of the dicking that the bottom guy was getting. Feeling emboldened by their display I also turned around on the couch with my ass raised, hoping that the top might want to try my hole out. I wasn't sure they had even noticed I was watching, but it wasn't long before the top pulled out and came over and started feeling up my ass. He applied more lube to his fingers and then slid two into my hole. Finding it already lubed and stretched before I got here, he must have been pleased because I felt him swing a knee over me to one side the couch and then the other knee to the other side, lining his dick up with my crack. He slid into me and started pumping with the same vigor he had been giving the other bottom. Shortly after that the other bottom got up and walked out. I figured he was done for the day, maybe he ran out of crystals for his pipe. The top was really pounding me good, causing me to moan out in time with his grunting. Then the other bottom came back in, with several other guys, he must have gone up to the arcade and brought them back. My little cock was tingling with excitement and I could feel my little balls start to pull up. Without me even touching myself I felt cum start to dribble from my not even fully hard dicklette. My ass was clenching and spasming, and it set off the top. He groaned out "Take my hot load you dirty slut!" as I felt his dick throb and jets of his cum being pumped deep inside. He paused for only a few seconds, then slapped my ass and told me "I hope you enjoy that gift!". The other guys that were lined up then took their turns, each one of them seeding me as they told me things like "Take my charged seed you faggot!" "Yessss, yessss" was about all I could get out between my moans. The first guy that fucked me went around behind the couch and presented me with his dick to clean. I noticed he had a biohazard tattoo on his belly. After I returned him to hardness he went back around behing me, all the other men having taken their turn and this time he slowly fucked me, telling me in my ear how he was going to knock up my ass and how I needed to keep coming back to get more charged loads. I chatted the lady up again on my way out. She gave me the usual smile and told me I looked like I had a good time. She said she wished she could have come back to watch but they were short staffed and she would have to catch the show next time. I knew that wouldn't be long from now.

Some of my favorite fucks have been with overweight and mediocre looking guys. Real pigs rarely look like models and pretty boys have big egos. Same goes with older guys. Plus they are more grateful and satisfied

You have a huge dick, which, as you say, "makes [you] a top by default". Men are pigs... stupid pigs. Practical advice? Work on your versatility. Move to a big city.

Sat night around 11pm bred a burly gorilla hairy dude 50 something he was the clerk at big daddys liquors so I guess I bred "big daddy" did it on the desk in the small managers office

Now there's a top that gives good directions!

This year especially, I am becoming a real fucking pig. I have now become a no load refused cumdump. ANY man can breed me. Any age, any looks, any body type,any nationality, any size cock, tiny to huge. I am officially a cumdump whore for any man.

Sooo many dreams... some of them a bit rough... I fantasize a lot about being forced, kidnapped, sold, owned, whored out, bred thoroughly... I'm gonna have to come back to this topic with something more specific.

i always smile when this happens as nothing makes me feel more like a shameless slut 😜

Me too! I was so worried I wouldn't be able to find anyone to shove a fire hydrant up my ass this evening.....😀

I have not been asked about my status for ages. Most tops fuck me raw. I don't ask them whether they're poz, on meds, take PreP etc. Life has moved on and if you're poz like me you're usually on meds and getting regular check ups for all kinds of STIs. Ironically, fucking a poz guy is probably the best way of avoiding catching something because they take care and monitor their sexual health.

I had to make a paper towel diaper when writing this, because I was generating so much pre-cum. Enjoy! ------------------------------------ The 15-minute walk back home replenished my poppers-lungs with fresh oxygen and the cool spring air made everything so clear. I could feel a familiar wetness between my ass cheeks, and it made my cock tingle. When I entered our home, I looked through the bedroom door and found my husband naked in bed, playing games on his phone. He was so fucking cute. Even though we’ve been together for ages, I was still as much in love with him as I was when we first met. My husband Vincent, or Vince, was a short slim guy, making him look like a twink even though he was in his early forties. Only his well-trimmed beard would give a hint as to what the real age of this blonde beauty was. He was clearly popular among the dark Spanish guys, looking like a miniature Viking. My little pocket Viking, as I used to call him. He smiled at me and asked: - “Did you have fun, babe?” - “I sure did…”, I answered as I took off all my clothes. I jumped on the bed next to him, kissed him and crawled as close as possible to his warm body. The feeling of his naked skin against mine is the best feeling in the world. All troubles, aches and pains just melt away as I caress every part of his smooth skin. He kissed me back and as I caressed his hairless ass, he grabbed my hand and pushed my index finger into his hole. It was wet. He’d been fucked while I was gone. My cock immediately became rock hard again. I’ve never been able to resist his freshly fucked, cum filled hole. - “Seems like you’ve had some fun too?” - “Yes, when you left, I kept thinking of you getting fucked and I got horny and wanted some action for myself, so I started Scruff and was hit up by this bear couple who lives just two blocks away.” - “So, you’ve got two loads in there?”, I said, getting even hornier. - “Uhm… More like five…”, he said and blushed. “We talked about how much I love cum, so they brough two condoms from some safe-sex-couple of tops they had met earlier today. They used it as lube when they fucked me. And one of the guys came twice, so that would make it five.” - “Holy fuck… You slut. You sexy fucking slut!”, I responded and started to leak pre-cum while I kept fingering his sloppy hole. - “What about you?”, he said, quickly pushing me onto my back while moving between my legs, lifting my right leg onto his shoulder, and inserting two fingers in my sore hole. “How many loads did you get?” I let out a yelp and rolled my eyes as I was very sore from the treatment I’d received at the sauna. Do I tell him the truth? How much of a cumdump slut is TOO much for him to handle? On the other hand, I’ve never heard of him taking five loads in one session before, and ten is only twice as much, which is a quite common factor between us. - “Ten, I think…”, I wheezed between clenched teeth. - “Wow, yeah, I can feel how wet and used you are. And I seem to notice you’re in some pain?”, he said and snickered. “Someone extra big got to you?”. - “You could say that. Like a fucking fist…” - “Wow…” My husband was hard as a fucking rock. While fingering me with his left hand he jerked his 17 cm cock with the right. I could tell he wanted to fuck me. His fingering was caressing the damage that had been done to me, massaging the cum into the mucus membranes. The pains were slowly diminishing, making it very pleasurable. He noticed and directed the head of his cock at my hole, eager to push in, but I stopped him with a hand on his stomach. - “I… It might not be a good idea right now…”, I fumbled with the words, not wanting to tell him, but also not wanting to put him at risk by letting him stick his neg cock in my hole that was filled with poz cum. - “Why? You don’t seem to be in pain anymore. Please, I didn’t cum when they fucked me, I need to cum!”, he said, spat on his cock and rubbed it over the head and onto the shaft. - “It could be risky. There could be poz cum in there and we haven’t been good with the PrEP lately, I don’t want you to catch anything.” - “We’re both cumdumps, there’s always a risk. The cum in my ass could also be poz.”, he said and pushed his cock hard against my hole. - “Yeah, but…”, I couldn’t get out of this. “The cum in my ass IS poz!”, I said looking seriously straight into his eyes. - “Just like the cum in MY ass.”, he said and leaned forward over me, kissed me deeply and simultaneously plunged his cock deep into me. I couldn’t speak for several reasons; the shock, the pleasure, the pain, the deep kissing, the overwhelming sense of us being absolutely perfect for each other. We were the same. The same twisted, perverted sluts. The same cock-hungry cumdumps. He kept fucking my ass with his cock, and my mouth with his tongue. I kept grabbing his body trying to push him deeper into me, squeezing his cock with my ass. He stopped kissing me and looked deep into my eyes. - “I can’t believe how good this feels. Your ass is so wet and hot. I can feel all that poz cum caressing my cock inside you. But I’m too close to cumming.” He looked down, took his cock out and with his right hand he scooped up a big dollop of poz cum from my ass. It was tinted pink with my blood. He let my legs down from his shoulders and rubbed the cum all over my cock, then climbed on top and sat down on it. It slid in easily all the way down until I could feel the weight of his body on my pelvis. He threw his head back and grabbed my chest with his hands as he sat there, waiting for his ass to accommodate my rather thick cock. I sat up and embraced him in a warm hug, then grabbed his ass cheeks and lifted him slightly off my cock, only to drop him back down, hard. He yelped and told me to do it again, but harder. I did. And I did again. And again. Harder and harder until I was lifting him up and slamming him down again with all the power I could muster. - “FUCKING DESTROY ME!”, he screamed, driving his nails into the flesh of my back. - “I’m gonna fucking cum baby!”, it was all too much for me to handle. - “Shoot that last fucking neg load into my ass, my love! Mix it with those poz loads in me! I love you so much!” He kissed me again as I started shooting inside him. Probably the biggest load of my life, the orgasm just wouldn’t subside, and I forgot to breathe. I was shaking and blacking out, collapsing onto my back on the bed again. A few seconds later I came to and saw my husband sitting there on my cock, looking beautiful and very happy, but still very, very hard and horny. He still hadn’t cum, but I would not leave him that way. No way; I’m a better husband than that. - “Fuck me!”, I demanded. - “I fucking will…”, he said and got of my dick, squeezing it properly so that no cum would leak out of him. He got back in position between my legs, lifted them over his shoulders and shoved his cock all the way in in one quick move. No spit, no pre-cum, no lube, just force, and the poz cum that was slowly leaking out of my battered hole. As I had just cum, I was a bit tighter again, and it hurt. To my surprise he grabbed my throat and started choking me while violently pounding my ass. He had never done that before, but there was a wildness in his eyes that just made the choking make sense. I felt the need for air increasing, the room beginning to spin, but at the same time all the pain was gone and replaced with a feeling of euphoria, and before it became scary, he let out a roar and unloaded in me, then collapsed on top of me. We just laid like that for a long time, catching our breaths, him still inside me, me caressing his back. - “I love you.”, I whispered in his ear. - “You have no fucking idea how much I love you.”, he said back.

The young bear laughed and with a grin on his face he said: - “Is it our turn now?” - “No, I’m sorry, I need a break. I need to go to the bar and replenish my fluids, but maybe later?” - “If you promise that we can both onload in your ass after, we’ll accompany you to the bar and buy you a drink!”, the older bear said, still smiling. The younger bear looked at him and giggled. They were a handsome couple, I would guess the young one was in his early 20’s and the older in his 60’s, both the classic bear type with hairy chests, beards, and shaved heads. The older was just slightly chubby while the younger was more heavy-set. I smiled back at them and replied: - “Ok!” I got back up on my feet, brushed my ass off, took the towel from the hook and left the booth, following the bears towards the bar. - “What can I get you?”, the older one said. - “Gin & Tonic. And a bottle of water, I’m getting dehydrated!”, I replied. - “Three GT’s and a water…”, he ordered at the bar, and flashed the numbered badge on his key to the barman. We sat down in the lounge are and talked. - “I’m Javi.”, said the older bear and extended his hand to greet me. - “And I’m Alejandro.”, said the younger bear, “But everyone just calls me Roo.”. I shook their hands and responded: - “I’m… Uhm…” Not having a Spanish name, I decided to simplify it for them. - “Just call me Jay. Nice to meet you, and thanks for the drinks!” - “No problem. You’ll make it worth it; I hope.”, Javi said. - “So, did he fuck you good, Jay?”, Roo said. - “Oh yes, soooooo fucking good! Damn that was an amazing cock!”. - “Yeah, I know, he fucked me the same way a month ago…”, Roo replied with a serious look on his face. - “Did he cum in you?”, Javi asked. - “Yes, deep inside me, just as I like it.” - “Are you poz?” - “No…?”, I replied, a bit surprised by the direct question. - “On PrEP?” - “No, not at the moment…” Javi and Roo looked at each other. - “Well… You can always get PeP. If you want to. You know, the morning after pill for HIV.”, Roo said. - “I know what PeP is.”, I responded. “I’m guessing you’re saying that I need it?” - “Yes, that guy is toxic as fuck. He may look like a nice guy, but he can be bad news, depending on what you’re after. He converted Roo when he fucked him here a month ago. We got the results a few days ago,” Javi said, looking serious. - “Oh…”, was all I could respond. - “Why aren’t you taking PrEP?”, Roo asked. - “I recently moved to Spain and haven’t sorted it out here yet. But I’ve never been good at protecting myself… Why weren’t you?” - “Uhm…”, Roo said and paused, clearly a bit flustered by me throwing the question back at him. He looked at his boyfriend who looked back at him and nodded. Roo continued: - “I didn’t want to…”, he said and looked me straight in the eyes. - “…because I’m a bug chaser…”. He looked back at Javi, and I could see the love in their eyes as they smiled and exchanged a quick kiss. - “I was already poz when we met, but I’m undetectable so all I could give him was a bad case of Gono.”, Javi said with a giggle and an evil grin at Roo, who smiled back and said: - “And that’s when I fell in love with him.” They kept looking into each other’s eyes and exchanged a long deep kiss. Naturally I’ve heard of bug chasers before, but I never had a chance too meet someone who was talking about it as openly and naturally as these guys. It was clear that they were both very happy and in love. They turned back towards me and looked at me with determination. - “It’s time. You’re going to take our loads now.”, Javi said, matter-of-factly. They downed the last of their drinks, I did the same and took the half empty water bottle with me as I followed them towards the cubicle area. I didn’t even hesitate, even though I knew I was at great risk of catching something with these guys. Maybe I should’ve hesitated, but I figured I had already taken quite a few raw cocks this afternoon, what more damage could they possibly do? They quickly found an empty room with a large bed, pushed me inside and locked the door behind them, then continued to yank off my towel and push me down on my knees. I threw the little bag of lube and poppers on the bed, along with the water bottle, and like a good slave I put my hands behind my back and looked up at my masters like an exited puppy. They opened their towels and for the first time I saw their semi-hard cocks. Roo had an average dick, average thickness, and an average length of about 17 cm. Javi on the other hand had an above average length of about 19 cm, about the same as mine, but it was a lot thicker than the poz guy who just fucked me. It was as thick as my wrist and being a bear; my wrists are quite thick! I quickly put my mouth around Roo’s cock and started sucking, while I was stroking Javi, looking at his cock with amazement and, I’m guessing, a bit of fear. This is going to tear me apart, I thought to myself. Roo got hard quickly, and I tried sucking Javi, but I couldn’t get it into my mouth. I broke my jaw a few years back and after extensive surgery I haven’t been able to open as wide as I used to, but it has never been a problem until now. I had to settle with having just his cock head in my mouth, playing with my tongue over it while jerking him off. When Javi noticed it wasn’t going in as he wanted it to, he pulled out and said: - “Never mind that, lay down on your back on the bed. Don’t worry, Roo will fuck you first.” Clearly, I did as I was told, laid down on my back, ass hanging out over the edge of the bed and hoisted my legs in the air. Roo started rummaging around in the trash bin and he found what he was looking for; a used, cum filled condom. He positioned himself between my legs, held his cock against my hole, emptied the contents of the condom over his cock and my hole, then plunged into me in one quick swoop and started fucking me. Honestly, I’d had so much thick cock already that I could barely feel it, but it was still a raw cock in me, lubed with anonymous cum from a used condom, and that kind of sleaze is what I live for. The look on Roo’s face as he was pounding away was puzzling me. I couldn’t tell if he enjoyed it, disliked it or if he was feeling anything at all, he was just blank. I tried clenching to see if I could get a reaction, but nothing. Pinching his nipples didn’t do anything either. Javi was standing next to us, watching, jerking his massive cock. It was drooling with pre cum, and I reached out to catch a drop that was about to leave and hit the floor. It tasted salty and delicious. Roo was still pounding away with his expressionless face. Javi moved behind Roo, embraced him, kissed his neck, and said: - “Give it to him Roo. Breed him!” - “I already have, twice…”, Roo responded. - “Then move away and let me fucking destroy him!” - “Wait, not yet I’m about to give him a third load!” What? He’d cum twice already? Without ANY of the telltale grunts, moans, clenched eyes, or anything. He kept fucking for another minute, still no expression on his face, then he pulled out and said: - “There… Three toxic loads in his neg ass. NOW it’s your turn my love.” - “Grab your poppers lad, you’re gonna fucking need them!”, Javi said. Roo moved out of the way, sat down on the bed next to me so he had a good view of what was about to happen. He took my water bottle and drank it all as he leaned back to enjoy the show and started fiddling with his softening cock. I started inhaling my poppers like my life depended on them, I knew I was going to need all the chemical help I could get to survive this. Javi moved into position, put my legs up to rest on his shoulders, and with fear I saw that fat monster approaching my freshly bred hole. I took hit after hit of the poppers, hoping it would help. I’ve been fisted a few times, but it had been years since the last time, and I was not prepared for this. His glans was wet with pre cum, he pushed against me and started slipping in. It was stretching me open like never before and my ring was giving a lot of resistance. - “Wait, please…”, I said and grabbed my towel from the bed. I wet a corner of it with the poppers, rolled it up into a ball and shoved it in my mouth. A few deep breaths through the popper-towel, and it hit me like a fucking train. I just looked at Javi and nodded. Javi pushed hard, with no regard whatsoever for the owner of the hole he was penetrating. My hole gave up its resistance, and Javi entered me all the way. The pain was excruciating, but he was stronger than my ring muscle, and he had won. He started fucking me, alternating between quick short thrusts and long slow ones, sometimes even pulling all the way out and forcefully shoving back in. It was clear that his mission was to destroy me. He backed up and inspected my hole. - “Would you look at that…”, he said proudly, turning to Roo. Roo moved off the bed and down to the floor to get a good close look at my hole. Javi went back inside me, then pulled out again, leaving my hole gaping. - “Wow, he really is wide open now! Nice work!”, Roo said and shoved his face in between my ass cheeks, sticking his surprisingly long tongue into my hole. Roo flicked his tongue around a bit, then got up, pulled the poppers-towel from my mouth, and gave me a kiss with his sperm covered tongue. It was an intense taste of cum and ass, and the distinct taste of something slightly metallic: blood. Javi really had destroyed me, but not enough it seemed, as he shoved back in and again started fucking me quick and hard. I was coming down from the poppers rush, and it was really starting to hurt again, but I clenched my teeth and endured for another five minutes until Javi blasted his undetectable load in me and collapsed on top of me. He slipped out, rolled off and I could finally let my legs down again, with much discomfort. I just lay there, looking up into the ceiling, trying to compose myself. - “So, how many loads have you taken today, Jay?”, Roo asked. - “Ten, I think…”, I responded after going through this evening’s events in my head. - “At least four of those were really toxic poz loads.”, Javi commented. - “As we told you, Roo was just diagnosed and when you’re recently converted your viral load is really fucking high…”, he continued. I had no response. I just laid there quietly, my ass aching and my hole absorbing all those loads. Roo and Javi were quiet as they sat on the bed next to me. - “I need to take a piss…”, Roo said and took the empty plastic bottle and started filling it with his warm piss. When he was done, the bottle was full. He screwed the cap back on and tossed it on the bed towards me. It rolled over the bed and stopped as it caressed the side of my chest. I could feel the warmth of the liquid through the plastic, against my skin. - “Are you going to get PeP now and prevent your conversion?”, Roo asked, looking at me. What I did next surprised even myself. I picked up the piss bottle, looked at the pale-yellow liquid, sat up, unscrewed the cap, put the bottle to my lips and looking Roo straight in the eyes I started drinking. I’ve never been a piss pig before, but it felt so right at this moment. After downing half the bottle, I spoke up: - “What do you think? I’m a perverted cum dump, I think it’s finally time for me to fully embrace who I am and let the virus take hold. Not sure what my husband will say though…” I gave him a crooked mischievous smile as I scooped up a wad of gunk from my ass and looked at it. It was opalescent pink and frothy. I was definitely bleeding, and those toxic loads had a free passage into my bloodstream. I licked my fingers clean and moaned as I enjoyed the taste. - “It seems our job here is done, dear.”, Javi said to Roo, and they both laughed and gave each other a high five. - “I’m definitely done for today, there’s no way in hell I can get fucked anymore.”, I responded and laughed with them. Then I downed the last of the piss and said: - “And apparently, I’m a piss pig now. Not sure how that happened, I’ve never drank piss like this before.”, I said, crunched the empty bottle and threw it in the trash. We all went to the showers, got dressed and left together. They handed in their keys at the counter and paid their bill, and I did the same. The guy at the counter smiled at me and handed over a note with my locker number on. It was a phone number, “Text me!”, and a smiley face. I showed it to Roo and Javi. - “Yep, that’s his number alright. I’m pretty sure he wants you to confirm whether he’s managed to convert you or not. I know he’s counting his victims. But you won’t really be able to know if it was him or us…”, Roo said, flashing me a smile. We exited the sauna, exchanged numbers, hugged, and kissed. - “I hope we get to meet your husband too.”, Javi said with a grin. - “You’d kill him with that thing…” I said, looking at his groin…

Hey guys. I decided to write another series. Currently, this series is meant to have 11 parts. One safe sex twink's journey to being a bareback bottom. He's 22 when we begin. It's 1999. He's grown up his whole life hearing nothing but safe sex lectures and only having sex with condoms, even with boyfriends. He has just finished college and started a job. He's 6' tall, 170 lbs, flat stomach (but he thinks he's too fat), runs and works out, blonde, curly floppy hair and blue eyes. He's hot and sexy (but he thinks he's average). Part 1 Matt is at his third bar of the night. This one is a club. Small, only gets started after 2am. Techno and EDM are blasting. Matt is in tight jeans and a shirt that hugs his pecs and shoulders. He's dancing. Drink in hand. Matt is drunk and having fun. Matt loves coming to this bar. He always hooks up here. Guys are drunk and horny. The music is sexy. Matt is usually on his back or doggy getting some guy's condom covered cock stuffed inside him by 5am. He loves coming here. Matt scans the room. His friends are dancing with him. Everyone is looking to hook up. He can feel that sexual energy. It makes Matt dance harder. A space opens on a box just in front of him. It's about 3 feet off the ground. Matt hops on and keeps dancing. Dancing above his friends now. The box is kinda crowded but not terribly. He can definitely move his hips. Looking around the room; Matt sees familiar faces. Guys who have fucked him. Guys he has made out with. Guys he has danced with previously. Guys he just knows from seeing their faces in the bars and clubs. There are a few guys Matt would love to go home with tonight. The red head with the rockin body; or the Latin guy with that sexy accent Matt spoke with in the line waiting to get in the club; or the dark haired, geek chic guy who is sexy as fuck. He's scanning the crowd. Enjoying what he sees. Matt let's loose to dance some more. A few minutes into dancing Matt feels a body next to his on the box. He looks at the guy. It's geek chic. Matt smiles. Geek chic smiles back. They dance together front to front. Geek chic turns Matt around. They grind together for a bit on the box. Matt feels the guy is hot for him. A cock is pressing on his ass. Matt grinds back on the cock. The guy gets harder. Geek's hands are all over Matt. Matt is feeling the guy behind him on his hips and legs. He feels more solid than he looks. Matt turns around and introduces himself. He doesn't catch the guy's name (too loud in the club). Matt says, "Let's get drinks." The two of them hop off the box and make it to one of the bars. The line is ridiculous, as always in the club, so it takes awhile to get drinks. The guys talk. Matt finds out the geek is a grad student, lives close by, and is versatile. The guy convinces Matt to undo his tight jeans so the guy can feel his ass. Matt does it. By the time Matt has ordered drinks, the geek has two fingers in Matt's ass. They kiss at the bar. The geek says, "finish your drink and lets fuck." Matt finishes his drink like a shot. So does the geek. They both say goodnight to their friends and it's off to the geek's place. Less than a 10 minute walk later, Matt is in the geek's apartment. Books everywhere, a decent view, and a mattress and box spring on the floor. The guys are so sweaty. It's August. The geek turns on the air conditioning, but it's a window unit. The geek takes off his shirt. Matt takes off his shirt. They kiss. Geek pushes Matt on the bed and clothes come off - shoes, socks, jeans, underwear. Matt thinks the geek is super sexy. The feeling is mutual. Matt is sucking the geek's cock. The geek is telling Matt he gives great head. The geek pulls Matt off his cock and rolls him onto his back. The geek gets Matt's legs up and is making out with Matt. Their cocks are sword fighting. The geek moves his cock between Matt's ass cheeks. Matt moans as the cock rubs his hole. Matt is going to get fucked soon. Matt looks over, condoms on the bookcase next to them, lube right there, he's comfortable. No worries here. The geek is a safe sex guy just like him. Matt kisses the geek hard. The geek and Matt reposition so the geek can make out with Matt and rub his cock all along Matt's ass crack and hole. Matt moans again. The geek'c cock is about 6.5" and thick. It's going to take a minute to adjust, or so Matt thinks. Matt knows he's tight. Guys tell him that all the time. Matt kisses the geek and the cock is rubbing his hole. They are so sweaty that the geek's sweat is dripping onto Matt. While they are kissing, it happens. The geek's cock slides right into Matt's ass half way. Matt and the geek are both surprised. Matt says, "Fuck that's never happened before." The geek slides in more. Matt grabs the geeks ass. The geek looks at Matt questioningly. Matt says, "keep fucking me." Geek fucks Matt good. Matt is moaning and grunting as his legs are on the geek's shoulders. Geek says, "My cock feels so good in you bareback." Matt says, "Keep fucking my ass." Geek fucks Matt so hard that Matt slides off the mattress onto the floor. Matt's ass is still up on the mattress, but his shoulders and neck are on the floor. He's looking up at the geek. The geek keeps fucking Matt. Matt is jerking his cock. The geek is sliding his cock all the way in and out of Matt's ass. Matt sees that cock has no condom on it every time the geek pulls it out. The geek keeps watching Matt as he is getting fucked. Matt is loving it. Matt is moaning like a slut now. Matt says, "No cock has ever felt this good in my ass." Geek says, "That's because I'm fucking your slut ass bareback." Matt says, "Feels so good." Geek fucks Matt a few minutes longer and cums deep in Matt's ass. Matt's eyes go wide. FUCK! A guy just came inside him bareback. The cums feels so warm. Matt's cock jerks in his hand and sprays cum all over his twink body and face. Matt and the geek get in bed together. They sleep together. Matt and the geek make out and Matt tries to fuck the geek bareback the next morning. The geek won't let him. Says he doesn't usually bareback. Matt says he doesn't either. Matt says the geek was his first bareback fuck. The geek doesn't believe Matt and Matt can see it on his face. The geek and Matt swap head. Matt swallows. The geek does not swallow. Matt goes home in the morning with the geek's cum still in his ass. Matt knows what he did with the geek was slutty and not safe. But Matt knows that he wants to get fucked bareback again. Matt tells himself he will just have to save bareback fucking for his next boyfriend. He swears he'll never fuck bareback again with a hookup.

Not in the slightest. Once we take the time, put in the intellectual effort to figure out who we are, what we need to do, and then go do it - over and over and over again - we're in a comfortable place - we've found our "place" - even if that's wallowing in a pigpen with our brothers. Our "truth" may not be for others, but it's our truth none-the-less, and no one can fault us for being true to ourselves.

A load is a load is a load. I want the “baby batter.” That the man doesn’t look like a “model” of some kind is of no concern to me.

love taking ugly nasty fuckers here

Bizarre, I thought I was the only one who loves ugly tops. Guys with any disfigurement are a turn on too.

Last Monday, I was working out of town and had a hotel room to myself. Contacted a bbc friend to come over. He is 9.5 inches long, too thick for my fingers to touch and gets incredibly hard. after we kissed and I undressed, I started sucking him and he started fingering my ass. A few hits of poppers and I managed to briefly get him in my throat. In the meantime he started using more fingers and with my encouragement managed to get his entire fist inside me. By now I was begging to get fucked and we started doggie style. Between poppers and his fist, he was able to get every inch in me. He later turned me on my side and bred me deep. He fisted his cum in me till I came incredibly hard. Hoping for a repeat soon.

@BBBxCumDumpsteryou definitely wouldn't be disappointed with me then. I'm notoriously loud when I cum. The louder I am the better it is/ was for me. Being very much of an exhibitionist who's really into group/public play, I really get off on everyone around me knowing some guy is getting my load.

I've taken some really great breedings from guys who aren't 'conventionally' attractive. Get those loads, that's the goal, we're not having a beauty contest later

I don’t really put much stock into my looks. I feel that either a man is interested or he isn’t. I don’t feel that being a true pig has anything to do with looks. My goal is to get a man off and hopefully have his precious seed inside me. I really don’t care about looks at all.

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The sad thing is that Kennedy is completely putting on an act. I've been around him (not close, but certainly close enough to hear him speak, regularly, for decades) and this Foghorn Leghorn hillbilly act is completely made-up. He went to Vanderbilt University for his undergraduate work, UVA for his law degree, and also got a Bachelor of Civil Law degree from OXFORD - the one in England, not the one in Mississippi - for god's sake. He always had a southern accent, but nothing like this affected drawl he drags out (pun intended) in the Senate. It's not even just a political thing - he was deeply involved in state politics without this affectation from 1987 forward.

I fucked a coworker thru a gloryhole...didn't know it was him until we finished the deed and started to leave..he walked out of his booth and we made eye contact. He freaked out and left quickly. He is a super religious guy with a wife and kids....lol

Yesterday was simultaneously one of those days that makes you question why you try to hook up with random strangers, and rekindles your faith in the hookup culture. It was a lazy Sunday morning when I got a message on Grindr from a bbc top who lived about 30 minutes from me. We chatted for a while. He was into topping fat asses and only did it raw. And what's more, he had two friends who were coming over to smoke some 420, and they were all looking for an ass to use. Sounds too good to be true, right? Well, it was. Normally I can smell the bs a mile away, but this time I got duped. I cleaned out and made the drive. He stayed in communication with me until I messaged him to say I was turning onto his street, then he went offline. To make matters worse, once I had parked another bbc top messaged me, saying he lived in a different building in the same apartment complex, and stupidly I went in and all the way up to the floor he told me to go to. I should have picked up on the fact that he didn't tell me his apartment number, but in my horned up state I didn't. So yeah, I got played. Twice. I'm sure he was watching from his window and laughing at the dumb white guy. Fuck him. My drive to the town where he lived takes me through a particularly busy interchange with another highway, and on the way home the exit ramp was a fucking mess, so I decided to stay on the road I was on and take the back way home. That back way takes me past an adult bookstore with a backroom that's all booths (no public space) - but a LOT of the booths have glory holes. I was still pissed and thought about driving past, but found myself steering into the parking lot nonetheless. The parking lot was pretty empty but what the hell. I went in, paid my entrance fee, and soon found myself in a glory hole booth with a loud video playing to announce my presence. I had been in there less than a minute when I heard the door to the other booth close, and soon a cock made its way through the hole. I huffed my brown bottle, got on my knees and took it into my mouth. It hardened quickly into a nice 6-incher, and I was just getting into sucking on it when it pulled back. "Come over," said a voice. I complied, and found myself on my knees in front of a big, beefy redhead. He grabbed my head and fucked my mouth, maintaining a steady rhythm until I felt his cock stiffen even further. His pace quickened, and before long he was spewing a big load on my tongue. I swallowed greedily. My first 'customer' satisfied, I went back to the other booth while he zipped up. No sooner had he left than I heard the door close again. I got on my knees and presented my open mouth at the hole in the wall, and soon another cock was sliding across my lips. Like the first, it pulled back once it got hard, and this time its owner left the booth and entered mine. He was a Hispanic guy, about my age, average hung. It only took a few minutes of working his shaft and head with my lips and tongue before I was rewarded with my second load of the day. Once he dressed and left, I sat down and huffed on my brown bottle a little while I watched the video. Then my booth door opened, and an older guy came in. Once again I got down on my knees. His cock was about 5 inches but it was THICK. I greedily licked and slurped on it, tonguing his balls while I had his entire length in my mouth. He placed a hand behind my head as he tweaked his nipples with the other. In no time, I was swallowing my third load of the day. Things got quiet after that, and I spent a little time sitting in the booth waiting to see if anyone else came in. I was just about to leave when the other booth door closed again. I waited, and before long another cock appeared at the glory hole. It was small and uncut with a lot of foreskin. Nevertheless, I got on my knees and got to work. And WOW am I glad I did! The moment I took that cock into my mouth it began to grow. And grow. And grow. Soon it was a thick 8 inches and it was all I could do to work it down my throat. The guy on the other side of the wall grunted in pleasure several times as I licked and sucked and tongued his shaft and head. Then he said the magic words I've never heard at a glory hole before. "Give me that ass." While I've been fucked in bookstore booths several times, I had never ridden a completely anonymous cock through a glory hole before, so I was extra glad that I had stuck a small tube of lube in my pocket in case I needed it for the guy who stood me up. Plus, I was already cleaned out! I grabbed the tube from my pocket and smeared some on his shaft, then stood and dropped my pants. I rubbed some lube on my hole, dipping a couple of fingers inside as well, then backed onto that thick slab of meat. I had been hitting the brown bottle off and on for much of the day, so I was nice and relaxed and he slid into my ass with ease. I took as much as I could until my cheeks were pressed into the wall. "Fuck yeah," I heard him sigh as the walls of my hole stretched around his shaft. He began moving his hips back and forth, fucking my hole as I placed my hands on the opposite wall for support. He slid almost all the way out, then plunged back in balls-deep. That big cock felt amazing in my hole, and I squeezed my sphincter around his shaft. His belt buckle hit the wall with every thrust, making a loud clack sound each time. I found myself hoping it might attract others. At last I felt his cock swell, then pulse as he emptied his balls inside me. He gasped and moaned in pleasure as I squeezed extra-tight to milk every last drop from him. At last the pulses subsided and his cock slipped out of my hole. To show I'm a good slut I quickly spun around and took his cock in my mouth before he could retract it. I savored the flavor of ass mixed with cum as I cleaned him off. I waited as he straightened his appearance and stepped out the door, listening for others who might be waiting to come in. But alas, that was all. As my time ran out on the video monitor I pulled up my pants and headed for the door. As I got in my car, some of the last guy's kids slipped out of me, making a wet spot in my underwear that I sat in for the rest of the drive home. What began as a waste of my time had turned into my first glory hole breeding. All in all, a good day.

I'm a full time RV'er staying at gay campgrounds pretty much exclusively. I winter at Sawmill campground north of Tampa and summer at Camp Buckwood south of Indianapolis. Both have great options for outdoor play. Sawmill has 'The Trails" with several spots set up for play including gloryhole booths, stand up blow job space and tables just the right height for fucking. Buckwood has Fort Dix, a stockade in the woods, with gloryholes, stocks, stand up blow job space and a huge fuck table. I definitely have a weakness for a warm evening with several fellow pigs out having a good time.

There's no question about it. It's got to be raw.

Me before this guy pounded my ass good and filled me with his seed.

It's not really "stupidity" because then being "wise" would be to never have uninhibited anonymous sex in saunas, darkrooms, gloryholes, and parks.

Got my first load at a bathhouse today in front of an audience. Fucking loved it. Can't wait to go back

PART 4 Justin, Mike and I just laid on the bed all high as fuck and we passed the bong around and gave each other shotguns. They both made sure that I got shotgunned by both of them, and I wasn’t complaining. I felt amazing and my ass was on fire. I had a big plug in it to keep their loads inside but it was aching for more cock to use it. I felt incredibly trashy, but safe with these older men who seemed to know what they were doing. I was just along for the ride. Well, as long as the ride involved cock up my ass as much as possible. My phone buzzed and it was Jake saying he was at the hotel and on his way up. Justin laughed nervously and said “oh shit, what have I done,” and Mike tried to reassure him. Even spun out of my head, I could see that it might be best if Jake didn’t just bust in on the three of us naked, high and smelling like sex. I told them to both go take a shower. They laughed and went to rinse off. I made sure to tell them both not to use any soap on their nuts, butts or pits. I wanted them to smell amazing. Jake’s knock came on the door and they both stood up, went to the large bathroom and closed the door. I decided to just wing it and answer the door naked. He knew what he was coming over for, just not ALL of it. I looked through the peep hole and there he was. Looking pretty sexy. I opened the door, hiding my junk behind it while we said our hellos, so I didn’t flash some unsuspecting person in the hallway. Jake was wearing little shorts, a tank top and not much else. He was about my height, 5’4” tall and thick around the middle, but also muscled, with big legs. Like me, he was very furry for a young guy, and I found myself getting really turned on, but of course my cock wouldn’t get hard because of the T. He nervously looked around and said “where are the other guys?” I laughed to put him at ease and said they were in the shower rinsing off after round one. I brazenly told him that they had both fucked me and turned around to show him the buttplug in my ass. He touched it and I moaned. “That’s so fucking hot,” Jake said. “I really wanna fuck you, dude. I’ve been wanting to hook up with you since we first flirted online.” He grabbed me behind the head and pulled my face to his, rubbing his goatee against mine and kissing me deeply. I could smell the scent from his unwashed pits and pulled away from his kiss to deeply inhale his amazing scent. This boy smelled great, and his armpits were making my hole ache for more cock. Jake quickly pulled off his tank and shorts and he was just wearing a really sexy yellow jockstrap with a very full pouch. His cock was already rock hard. He whispered in my ear, “dude, I wanna fuck you so bad.” And gently pushed me back toward the bed and fell on top of me. We continued to make out and when we came up for air he saw the bong not he bedside table and said “fuck, dude you party too? Let’s get FUCKED up and fuck all night!” He grabbed the bong and lighter and took a huge hit, shotgunning it back and forth with me until it was gone. Then we did another, and another. I just kept getting more and more spun out of my head from the shotguns and booty bumps. I could hear the shower stop and a minute later I heard the door open. Jake’s back was to the door and I saw Mike stick his head around the corner and give me a look as if to say “well? Now?” I responded by nodding slightly so he knew that it was time. Then he quietly walked up behind Jake, who was laying on top of me making out, and lightly pinched his nipple. Jake moaned a little bit and turned to see who the intruder was. He almost jumped off the bed. “Uncle Mike? What the fuck!? What are you doing here?” Mike just laughed and said ”It’s ok, Jake, I’m here for what you’re here for. This sexy little piece of ass. Adam and I have been fucking for a while and when my buddy came to town I invited Adam over to have a threeway.” Jake still looked astonished to see his Uncle in the room and Mike sat down on the bed and pulled Jake to him, burying his nephew’s head in his hairy chest and kissing the top of his head. “I’ve hoped this might happen for a while now, Jake. I’m glad it is. I’ve always thought you were a hot little fucker. Having to shave at 14 and back hair at 17 meant you were going to turn out to be a really sexy. You definitely got the family hair genes.” Jake just laughed and said “I can’t believe it. I’ve been fantasizing about you my whole life. I jerked off so many times as a teenager remembering a glimpse I caught of you changing into your speedo!” Mike grabbed Jakes head and pulled him in for a long, deep kiss and when they separated he said “I know we’re going to have a great time tonight. Are you ready for one more?” Jake laughed and looked at him and said “fuck yeah. Let’s get this party started.” Justin was obviously listening in on this conversation through the open bathroom door, and he came walking across the room with his big uncut daddy cock swinging in front of him. “Is there room for one more?” Justin laughed as Jake’s jaw hit the floor for the second time in under 5 minutes. Mike’s “buddy” had arrived.

Part 6: Will Converts Two Sundays later I was meant to preach, but when my alarm went off, I found myself waking up to the worst feeling I had ever felt. I felt so sick, as if the worst flu of my life had taken hold. I rolled over and grabbed my phone, calling Pastor Kline. “Hey, Will. What’s up?” “I’m really not feeling well,” I told him. “I don’t think I’ll be able to be in for the service. I’m sorry.” “Don’t worry,” he said. “Just rest, and we’ll see you when you’re better.” “Thanks,” I said. I fell back to sleep for what felt like hours. My phone eventually woke me up, Dominic’s name on the screen. “Hey, Will,” he said. “Hi,” I groaned. “Is everything okay?” “I’m really sick,” I told him. “I’ve never felt this bad before.” “How long have you felt like this?” “Since this morning.” “Look, I’m on my way back. I’ll come over. Just text me your address and where you keep a spare key.” I did as he said and fell back to sleep. When I woke up next, I felt something pressing against my back, something warm and big. “You’re awake,” Dominic said, whispering into my ear. “You made it,” I said. “Wait. You should go. I don’t want you to get sick.” “I won’t,” he said. “What do you mean?” “I’ve already been sick.” “What? When?” “Twenty years ago,” he said. I didn’t understand. “Dom, you can get sick again.” “Not with this,” he said. “What are you talking about?” “You’ve got the fuck flu,” he said. “You can only get it once.” “What, like when you lose your virginity?” “No,” he told me. “Only when you’ve been pozzed.” I waited quietly, trying to understand him. “What are you talking about?” “When someone who is poz fucks someone who isn’t, that other person, hopefully, becomes poz too.” “But, what does poz mean?” “It means positive,” Dominic said. “Positive with HIV.” I was silent as the reality set it. “You mean, you’re HIV positive?” “Sure am,” he whispered into my ear, kissing my neck. “And now, so are you?” “What?” “That’s why I fucked you four times,” he said. “I needed to make sure that my strain infected you.” I felt my stomach turn, my skin growing cold. “You knew this would happen?” “I was hoping it would,” he said. “That’s why I opened the cut in your hole again. That’s why I dug my nails into your hole, making sure my cum could get to your blood.” “You did this on purpose?” “Of course, I did,” he said. “But why?” “To make you mine,” he said, holding me tight. “I’ve converted forty-nine men in my life.” He looked down at his arm, running a hand over the tally marks. “I remember each of them. But with you, you’re different.” “Why am I different?” “You’re the forbidden fruit,” he told me. “You’re the man of God, the incorruptible. From the moment I saw you at the gym, I knew I wanted you.” “At the gym? We met at my church.” “That’s where you saw me,” he said. “I saw you at the gym weeks before. From the moment I saw you, I knew I had to meet you. When one of the workers told me who you were, I knew I had to fuck you, to convert you. That’s all I’ve been able to think about for weeks now. Honestly, I wasn’t sure it was going to work. It wasn’t until last Sunday when we were talking after your sermon that I knew you wanted me. All I had to do was get you to my place.” “This was a trap?” I cried, my chest heaving as I tried to hold back tears. “You did all of this to infect me? Why would you do that?” “To be with you,” he said. “I didn’t just do it to stealth you. I did it because I want to be with you. I want you to be mine. I want my strain to be a part of your body forever. I want you to carry a part of me until you die. That’s why I did it. I wanted you. And I know, deep down, you want me.” “No,” I cried, trying to push him away. My arms were too weak. “You may not feel it now, but you’ll realize it soon.” “No. I’ve got to do something. I’ve got to go to the hospital.” “It’s too late,” he told me. “You’re already converting.” I closed my eyes tight and cried. “I know it’s scary now, but soon you’ll understand how much I want you. I’m not leaving. I’ll stay until you feel better. If you still feel the same, I’ll leave, and you’ll never see me again. But, if you change your mind, which I think you will, I promise to make you mine and show you a life you’ve never even imagined.” I didn’t answer him. I couldn’t. I was reeling. How could someone do something like this? I thought back to that night, going over everything he said. I remembered him saying that he wanted to make me his. I remember him saying that he wanted to convert me. I just didn’t understand what any of that meant. I did now, and I was scared. I fell asleep for several more hours. My mind was still filtering through everything I had just learned. I was now HIV positive. A lead pastor, a straight virgin, was now poz from having been fucked four times by a gay man. What had I done? Moments from the night played in my head, the way I sucked his dick, the way he inserted his fingers inside me. I could still feel his cock inside me. I could taste the cum. I could feel his warm body against mine, holding me close. It all felt amazing. It all felt like exactly what I wanted. Why can’t you have it, my mind asked? If Dominic can have it and he’s poz, why can’t you? You loved being with him. You loved having him inside you. You loved tasting him and smelling him. You never imagined sex with a woman being that good. Why run away from something that can feel so right? Maybe your life isn’t ending. Maybe it’s just beginning. I woke up, my eyes glancing over to my alarm clock where I could see it was early morning Tuesday. I’d missed Monday entirely. I turned over and searched the room, finding Dominic standing in the corner, his phone to his ear. “I won’t be in today,” he said. “I’ll be out for a few days. Reschedule my appointments if you have to. Thanks, Chris.” He turned back to me and caught my eye. “Hey,” he said. “How do you feel?” “Bad,” I told him. “But not as bad.” He nodded. “Still hate me?” I thought about this seriously. Yes, there was a part of me that was furious, but there was an even greater part of me that found the whole idea exciting. “No,” I said. He smiled. “Good.” “I feel warm,” I moaned, pushing at the covers. “Here,” he said, pulling them off me. As he did, my naked body was revealed. Both of us took notice of my hard cock. “You know,” he said, “Sometimes, while you’re converting is when you’re the most horny.” “Really?” I asked. My hand moved down to my cock and took hold. “You’re right,” I groaned. Dominic pulled his shirt off and removed his pants, revealing no underwear underneath. “You look ready to go,” I said. “Well, call me hopeful,” he said. “I was almost sure you weren’t going to kick me out. I wanted to be ready.” I smiled. “Hold on,” he said, running out of my bedroom. He came back in with a water bottle. “Remember this” he asked, shaking the contents. “These were some of your last negative loads,” he said. “I wanted to save them to use as lube for when we fucked again.” “How romantic,” I said. I was too weak to lift my legs, so Dominic did it for me, resting my legs over his shoulders. He opened the bottle and poured out my cum into his hand, rubbing it on my asshole and then rubbing it on his dick. What remained he poured on my cock. “Use your neg loads to shoot our your first poz load,” he said, rubbing his own dick. “Fuck yeah,” I said, jerking my cock. He lined up his dick and pushed inside, my ass resisting the intrusion. I winced at the pain. “Here’s some poppers,” he said, holding out the vial. He pressed down on my nostril as I breathed in. Then he moved to the other one. Once I was high enough, he closed the vial and threw it to the side. He started pumping into me, his rhythm quick and sharp. “Are you ready for another dose of poz cum?” “Yes, Daddy,” I said, jerking my cock. “You want my dirty load?” “Yes.” “You want me to infect you again?” “Yes.” “Don’t shoot without warning me,” he said. “I want to collect it in the bottle he said. You understand?” I nodded. He kept fucking me, my ass tearing open again. “There’s a lot of blood on my dick,” he said, smearing it on his fingers. He slipped his fingers into my hole along with is cock, resulting in a cry of pain from me. “That feel good?” “Yes, Daddy.” He pulled out his fingers and reached them out to me. “Taste your hole.” I stuck out my tongue as he reached his fingers inside my mouth. I could taste my cum, my ass juices, and my blood. All together, it tasted amazing. “I’m going to cum, Daddy,” I moaned, my hand picking up its pace on my cock. Dominic grabbed the water bottle and did his best to hold the opening to my piss slit. “I’m cumming,” I cried. “I’m cumming.” “Do it. Shoot your first poz load.” I cried as my cock shot out ropes of cum into the bottle, hitting the back and pooling inside. After nearly twelve pulses from my cock, my orgasm subsided, leaving me panting for breath. “Fucking hot,” Dominic said, holding the bottle up to his eyes. “Now, I want you to drink it the moment I start coming. Do you understand?” “Yes, Daddy,” I said, taking the bottle and holding it close. Dominic continued to fuck my ass, his pace speeding up as his breathing became shallow. “Here it comes,” he said, his eyes locked on mine as I lifted the bottle to my mouth. “Are you ready? I’m cumming. I’m cumming.” I poured my poz load into my mouth, holding it over my tongue, savoring the flavor of what I would soon taste every time I came. Dominic’s body shook until his orgasm subsided. His chest was heaving. I watched the hairy beast of a man who had pozzed me with wonder. Never had I imagined wanting to be with anyone as much as I wanted to be with Dominic. He was everything a man should be. He was perfect. For a brief moment, I realized something that both scared me and filled me with the greatest happiness. I believed Dominic was the one person I could truly love. The fuck flu lasted several more days. Once I was feeling good enough to move around on my own, I insisted that Dominic return to work. “You’ve got bills to pay,” I told him. “I’ll be back tonight,” he said. “Have your jock on, ready to fuck.” “I will.” “Do you think you’ll feel better in time?” he asked. “To fuck?” “No,” he said, smiling. “For your job? Remember, you’re a man of God.” “Oh,” I said, admittedly forgetting all about the church. “I don’t know. Maybe.” “Could be hot,” he said. “I’d love seeing you up there preaching, knowing that I converted your ass but no one else knows.” “There’s no way anyone can know, right?” “You don’t have the biohazard symbol on your forehead,” he said. “Speaking of which, once we get you tested, do you want a biohazard tattoo?” “I never thought about getting a tattoo,” I told him. “Show me yours.” Dominic smiled. “You just want me to undo my pants and lift my shirt.” “I like seeing your body,” I told him. He undid his pants and lifted his shirt, revealing his tattoo. Admittedly, it did look hot. Knowing what it meant, knowing that it was proof of him being poz, being dangerous, it intensified his sexiness hundredfold. I reached out and pressed my hand against the tattoo, feeling his warm skin. “You’re getting me hard,” he said. “And you know I don’t have time to fuck.” “I’ll think about the tattoo,” I said. “If I say yes, will you do it?” “I wouldn’t have anyone else,” he said, kissing me. “What about a Prince Albert?” “You know I don’t know what that is.” “If I don’t tell you, it’ll be easier to get you to do it.” “Like when you converted me?” “Exactly.” “What is it?” “It’s a piercing,” he said. “It’s a metal ring through the head of your dick.” Just the idea made me wince. “I don’t think so.” “Could be hot.” “Keep thinking that.” “Fine,” he said. “I’ll see you later.”

Part Five: Will's Round 2 Once Dominic stopped shaking, he looked down at me as I continued cleaning the cum off my body. “Fuck, that’s hot,” he said. “Does Daddy’s Son like the taste of his own cum?” “I do, Daddy,” I said. “It tastes so good.” “In that case,” he said, “I’ve got something for you. Hold on.” Slowly, he pulled himself out of my ass and went to his desk. “First, I want to keep my cum inside you. You wouldn’t want to insult your Daddy by losing his cum, would you?” I shook my head, tilting my hips back, fearing his cum would pour out of my hole. He came back with a little device that looked like a weird triangle with a knob at the end. “This is a butt plug,” he said “It’ll keep everything where it needs to be. I’ll need to open your whole up again to get it in. This might hurt a bit. Your hole is tender from fucking.” As Dominic inserted his fingers, I felt a sharp pain. The cut must be opening again, I thought. It hurt worse this time, but seeing Dominic’s look of pride at sticking his fingers inside me made it all worth it. “Here it goes,” he said, shoving the butt plug into my ass. Feeling myself once again full brought about a sense of completion. It was as if I couldn’t live anymore without being filled. I waited as Dominic left the bedroom, returning a few moments later with a Tupperware container in one hand and a plastic water bottle in the other. In both there was something white, the container being solid while the plastic water bottle sloshed around. “Seeing as you like cum so much,” he said, opening the container, “I’ve got a treat for you.” “What is it, Daddy?” I asked. “Frozen cum,” he said. “I’ve been collecting cum from condoms I’ve found and I’ve frozen it in this container. What do you say, do you want to suck on it while I fuck you again?” “Are you ready to again?” I asked him. I looked down at his dick and saw it standing at the ready. I could also see cum still sticking to the head along with traces of blood. This worried me at first, but Dominic had warned me that bleeding sometimes happened. “Is it going to hurt again?” “I’ll use this,” he said, shaking the water bottle. “It’s some of my cum. I’ll use it as lube. Are you ready for round two?” While a part of me couldn’t imagine going again so soon, I saw my dick growing, ready for another round. “Fuck me again, Daddy,” I told him. “You’ve got it,” he said. He reached into the container and pulled out a large glob that looked like ice except for the white-yellow color. He lifted it up to his mouth and ran his tongue along the outside. “Cum tastes so fucking good. Here, this is for you.” I took the cum, struggling to hold it as it was both cold and slippery. A drop fell onto my chest, mixing into my chest hair. “Eat up quick,” Dominic said. “If you don’t, it’ll melt.” I brought the cum to my mouth and did as Dominic had done, running my tongue along the outside. Other than it being cold, it tasted just like my cum. I licked again and again, savoring the flavor. How had I gone twenty-nine years without knowing this taste? How had I jerked off so many times before without realizing the delicious miracle I’d been shooting into socks or down the drain? As I licked the cum, Dominic grabbed my legs and pulled them toward the ceiling. “Tilt your hips up again, Son. I’m going to take the butt plug out, but I don’t want any of my cum to slip out. That’s right. There you go. Let me see. Your hole’s staying open all by itself. That’s a good boy. Soon we’ll have your hole nice and open all the time, no lube needed. Alright, I’m going to pour some of my cum from the bottle into your hole, Son. Hold still while I work it inside of you. This may sting again. I’ll try to be careful.” I watched as he brought the bottle up to my raised ass and started pouring the cum into me. “That’s it. That’s going in nicely. I’m going to push some in, Son.” He worked his fingers inside of me, my hole stinging even more than before. “It hurts, Daddy,” I whined. “Take another hit,” he said. “But the cum.” “Put it on your chest and take a few hits,” he said. I did as I was told. After a few hits, the pain had lessened. Taking the cum, I found some of it had melted on my chest, joining the glob from before. “You don’t want to waste that cum,” he said. “Rub it into your chest hair. It’ll soak into your skin and make you strong.” “Alright, Daddy.” As I licked the cum with one hand holding the cold glob, I messaged the melted cum into my chest hair, slicking it around until I was covered. With my hand covered in cum, I reached down and rubbed it into my pubic hair. With the cum that melted on my face, I rubbed it into my stubble, making sure all my hair except for the hair on my head and in my armpits was covered in cum. “That’s hot, Son,” he said, lowering my legs. The water bottle was nearly empty. What remained he poured onto his cock which he started to rub until he was completely covered. “I’m not going to ease myself in this time, Son. I’m going to fuck hard from the start. Are you ready?” I nodded, not wanting to remove the cum from my mouth. “Round two,” he said, grabbing my ankles and shoving his dick inside. I cried out, stars appearing before my eyes. I nearly dropped the frozen cum as he slammed into me. As my cry died down, I could hear the sloshing of his dick as it pumped into my ass, his cum moving within my hole. “Fuck,” he groaned. “Your hole is just as good as the first time. Maybe even better.” “Fuck me hard, Daddy.” “I will, Son. You’ll be full of my cum before the night’s over. Don’t worry. I won’t let you leave without your stomach being full of cum.” “Fill me, Daddy.” “I will, Son.” Dominic was slamming into me, resting my legs over his shoulders. He leaned forward, hovering over me, looking into my eyes. “Get a big glob of cum in your mouth and kiss me,” he said. I licked until I had a suitable amount and then placed it on my chest again, Dominic leaning in and kissing me. The cum mixed between our tongues, filling our mouths. His chest was pressing into the frozen cum, our combined body heat melting the cum over my body. By the time he was done, the cum had melted on my body, leaving me drenched. He ran his hand over my chest, stopping over my heart which was pounding. “This is forever,” he said. “Right here. Is that what you want? Do you want this forever?” “Yes, Daddy,” I moaned, the smell of cum filling my mind. It’s all I could smell. It’s all I could taste. It’s all I could feel other than Dominic’s huge cock which was intensifying its thrusts. “Are you ready for load two?” “Give it to me, Daddy. Cum inside me again.” “What are you?” “I’m yours, Daddy.” “No,” he said, looking deep into my eyes. “You’re my cumwhore. You’re my pig. You’re my deviant fuckhole that needs Daddy’s cum. Tell me. Tell me what you are.” “I’m your cumwhore. I’m your pig. I’m your deviant fuckhole that needs your cum.” “That’s right, Son. Here it comes.” He pushed inside one more time and then held me close, his cock pumping his cum into my ass. This time, my cock didn’t shoot any cum. This time, it was all about Daddy. As he came down from his high, he looked down at my cock and saw it still rock hard. Pulling himself out, Dominic pushed the butt plug back inside and lowered me down, sliding off the bed himself. He pulled the jock’s pouch down under my balls and held my cock at the base, angling it toward his mouth. He looked at me in the eye as he took the entirety of my cock down his throat. “Fuck,” I cried, my body shaking as he blew me. He ran his hand along my shaft as his mouth played with my head, licking my slit. “That’s right, baby. Give me your load. Give me your last clean load” My body tensed as my balls rose into my body, my cock pumping into his mouth. I came even more than before, more than I had ever in my life. As my last spurt ended, Dominic rose from my cock and grabbed the water bottle from before and brought it to his mouth, dribbling my cum inside. “We’ll save that for another time,” he said. “So, what did you think?” “That was… incredible,” I said, still trying to catch my breath. “Was it everything you wanted?” “Yes.” “Yes, what?” “Yes, Daddy,” I said. I sat up and moved my legs off the bed, Dominic’s hand reaching out and stopping me. “Where do you think you’re going?” “I was going to clean myself and go home,” I said. “You aren’t cleaning yourself,” Dominic said. “And you aren’t going home. Not tonight. I want you to sleep here with me.” “Really?” He nodded. “I want to give you two more loads before you leave tomorrow morning. I’ll let you rest tonight, but tomorrow morning, I’m opening you up again.” I smiled, happy that he wanted me to stay. I crawled back on the bed and laid back. I watched as Dominic took the water bottle with my cum inside back out of the room, returning later wearing a new jock strap. He climbed into bed next to me, slipping the jockstrap I had on off and wiping it across my chest, collecting the remaining cum. Once the fabric was soaked through, he slipped it back on me. He moved me to my side and pressed himself against my back, wrapping his arm around me. I felt so warm. There was nowhere else I wanted to be. Dominic fucked me twice the next morning. By the time I left, we had both cum two more times. Both of my loads he collected and added to the water bottle from the night before. I asked him what he was going to do with it, and he told me that I’d find out eventually. I left with the butt plug in my ass while I was also wearing the jockstrap from the night before under my clothes, my boxers staying with Dominic. “You can get them the next time you’re here,” he said. “When will that be?” I asked. “I’ll be out of town later this week for a convention,” he told me. “There’s a tattoo convention that I’ve been dying to go to for years. I’ll be back sometime late next week.” “I’ll see you then,” I told him. “Yes you will,” he said. “Keep the plug in for a while.” “Why?” “Just trust me,” he said. As the elevator stopped, the doors opened and I found a man standing inside. Upon seeing me, his eyes got wide and a huge smile filled his face. “I don’t fucking believe it,” he said. “He actually did it.” “Did what?” I asked. “Who are you?” “Dominic told me he was inviting a pastor over to his apartment. I’m guessing you’re him.” “Uh, yeah. I am.” The man’s smile grew. “He fucked you.” “What? How do you know that?” “Honey, I know the walk of shame when I see it.” The elevator doors closed, and we waited as it descended. “So,” he said, “how was it?” I blushed. “It was good.” “Just good?” “It was incredible,” I told him. “Not that I have anything to compare it to.” “Shut the fuck up,” he said. “You’re not telling me that was your first time getting fucked by a guy, are you?” “It was my first time, period,” I told him. “Why am I telling you this?” The doors opened and I left him standing stunned. I went to my car and climbed in, finding my ass hurting from being fucked. I checked my phone, having forgotten to check it last night. There was a voicemail from Pastor Kline. “Hey, Will. It’s Mark. I just wanted to ask if you spoke any more with Dominic Moore? I saw you still talking with him when I left, and I just wanted to know if you were able to get any further with him? Give me a call when you can.” I dialed his number and waited. “Hello, this is Pastor Kline,” he said. “Hi, Mark. It’s Will.” “Will, how are you?” “I’m good,” I told him. “I just heard your message. Sorry, I was busy last night.” “That’s fine,” he said. “So, did you go any further with Mr. Moore?” “We did,” I told him, grinding my ass on my seat, feeling the butt plug pressing against my prostate. “I think it’s the start of a great friendship.” Almost two weeks passed with little happening. I left the butt plug in like Dominic said, taking it out only when I finally had to shit. When I pulled it out over the toilet, I was shocked by the amount of cum that came rushing out. I was also surprised by the color. It was a deep pink. I moved my hand back and touched my hole, cringing at the soreness. Looking at my fingers, I could see the pink cum and bits of blood. I tried to calm myself. Dominic said this happens. Just keep cool. Everything is fine. I cleaned myself and threw my clothes in my hamper, keeping the jockstrap hanging in the bathroom. Dominic wanted me to let the cum from the night before to dry on it. He also wanted me to jerk off twice a day until I saw him again, making sure each load ended up in the jockstrap. I was more than willing to take these orders. At work, I couldn’t think of anything but Dominic. All I wanted was to feel him inside of me. Every night I jerked off thinking about him. Each morning I jerked of wishing he was next to me. On Wednesday as I was in my office, I found myself rubbing my cock through my pants. Slowly, I unbuttoned my pants and unzipped, reaching inside and pulling out my cock. I started pumping, getting hard immediately. I didn’t have the jockstrap with me, but I needed to cum. I blew my load on my shirt, leaning back in my seat until I could regain my breath. I opened my drawer to retrieve my spare shirt but realized I hadn’t replaced it from the last time. I sat in my office with my cum drying on my shirt. What was I supposed to do? I closed up shop and snuck through the church, racing to my car before anyone could see me.

I like older, chubby and bald (shaved or natural) .. so thats considered unattractive to some. I've had few men tell me they want to watch me get fucked by fat, old, or ugly men bb

9. Greg I woke up with sunlight streaming into an unfamiliar room. It landed on my face, briefly disorienting me. It took me a moment to remember where I was: I was at my Uncle Nathan's home, and had just awoken in his bed. A warm body was pressed against my back and a heavy, muscular arm was wrapped around me, holding me close and safe. As the sleep fell from my mind, I remembered what had happened the previous night. My HIV-positive uncle had fucked me bareback. Not just Nathan, but his husband as well. Both of them had fucked me raw: my Uncle Nathan, and his husband, my Uncle Jason. They had filled my young ass with their virus-laden sperm. Then, I had fallen asleep between the two. This morning my ass was still filled with their deadly cum. Lazily, I rolled over, to see which man was still in bed with me. It was Jason. I must have awaken him, because as I faced him, he stretched, yawned, and smiled at me. "Good morning, Greg," he said. "Did you sleep well?" "Yeah, I did. Very well," I answered. He reached down and ran a finger along my hard cock, then pressed his own deadly tool against my body. "Where's Uncle Nate?" I asked, realizing that we were alone in the bed. "He's probably off running," he said. He pushed his cock up between my legs and landed the head right against my hole. "You enjoy last night?" he asked. "I know I did." "Very much," I said. Before I could say anything else, he stuck his tongue in my mouth. We kissed. I must have had horrible morning breath, but his was just as bad, so they cancelled out. I wrapped my arm around him, reaching down to his firm butt and pulling him closer to me. "I want you inside of me again," I said, as we broke off the kiss. "I want you to infect me." The effects of the weed we had smoked the previous night were still lingering and I was being more forward than I might have otherwise been, but I didn't care, nor did I think it mattered much. Jason had fucked me twice the previous day., each time filling my hole with his deadly jizz. Nathan's and Jason's rule was that it took three loads for a pozzing to count. "I want you to be my poz dad," I said. I still needed one more load from my Uncle Jason, and I was determined to get it before we got out of bed. Jaosn spent a lot of time at the gym, but it wasn't just for show. He knew how to use the muscles he had developed. He easily flipped me onto my stomach and spread my legs wide. "You're going to get it boy," he said, as he got on top of me. "Gonna slam my deathstick deep in your hole and breed you." His cockhead was right against my hole, ready to penetrate. His cock was raw. Like every time I had been fucked that week, there was no condom to protect me. The safety was off. He hadn't bothered with any lube. I hoped there was still enough cum and lube from the previous night to make his penetration easier for the both of us. But my need for his seed overpowered any worries of soreness or pain, or even a desire to pause long enough for lube. My ass was pressing back against him, almost forcing him to enter me. Enter me he did. It wasn't slow and it wasn't gentle. It was the forceful, direct thrust of a man who needed my raw hole just as badly as I needed his unprotected cock. "Fuck yeah, Greg," he said. "I'm inside you. Raw." "I know," I said. It wasn't painful. Right now, I needed this fuck so badly I could overlook so many things. "I need your seed, Jason." It was what I had only dared to fantasize for the past few months; both of these men fucking me and sharing their loads with me. "I'm fucking you raw, Greg. Fucking my nephew. Breeding my husband's godson. Fucking my poz cum into your negative hole," he whispered into my ear, as he pounded his cock into my hole. "Please, Jason, give it to me. Make me your poz son. Make me your very own." Jason wrapped an arm around my neck, holding me tight as he fucked my hole harder. He was holding me just tight enough that it was hard for me to breath, and I was gasping for air. "Fuck me. Fuck me hard," I managed to whisper. "I'm going to fucking knock you up, boy. Going to breed you good and infect you. You're going to be just another link on my chain of death." He was pounding my hole hard now. His weight was holding me down. He made sure he could get in deep. "Fucking shoot my virus deep in you." With his free hand, he grabbed a bottle of poppers off the bed stand, and held it under my nose. I inhaled deeply. This was an intense fuck, hard, deep and forceful, but I was loving every second of it. Jason was pushing himself hard, and only the cum that remained from last night was lubricating our athletic pounding. Right now, the poppers were a nice addition to our fuck, but I knew very soon, they would be essential for me to be able to withstand his assault. "Breed me Jason. Shoot it in deep. You know I want it. I want your AIDS." The poppers hit right as I uttered the last phrase, and I nearly yelled it. Beneath me, my cock was rock-hard, grinding into the bed. I was so turned on, I knew I was dripping precum onto the sheets. Jason took the poppers from me and held it under his nose. He did a long hit, then quickly put the cap on, and continued to pound my hole. "Fucking. Take. My. Virus," he said. He was pulling his cock almost all the way out of my hole, then slamming it back in. Each millimeter of his cock was getting in on the action, opening up my hole, penetrating me, and rubbing in the previous night's cum into me. As the poppers hit him, his thrusts got faster, and almost inconceivably hard. I had turned into merely a hole for his cock, a pure and innocent vessel he was going to defile with his dirty, deadly cum. "I'm going to breed you my boy," he said. "That what you want? You want my gift? You want my HIV? You want the same virus your Uncle gave me?" "Please, give it to me. Infect me. I want it. And I want it from you, Jason. From you, Uncle Jason." That set him off. Deep inside of me, his cock swelled and spurted. He was injecting me with his cum, a thick mixture of seminal fluid, sperm, and most critically, millions of tiny viruses, the human immunodeficiency virus that would quickly infect me. We were engaged in the riskiest of risky sex, and there was nothing protecting me from the illness. My only reaction, my pitiful defense was only to spread my legs wider, not even trying to protect myself in any way. I wanted it that badly. "Let me have it." He was pounding his cock into me and filling me with his cum. I was glad I was on my stomach; I knew if I even touched my cock, I would explode. I didn't want to cum yet. I wanted to concentrate on Jason's orgasm, concentrate on making him feel good. He must have given me a good ten or fifteen thrusts, each one deep into my body and each one punctuated with a spurt of toxic cream into my defenseless hole. Finally, his pace slacked a bit and he released his iron grip around my throat. I tried to catch my breath even as his cock stayed as hard as ever. He kept it buried in my ass, where it felt like it had always belonged. We were both gasping for air, exhausted by the sex. "Oh fuck," he said. "That was amazing. Are you ok?" he asked, now gently stroking my hair. It was a surprising and seamless transition from the rough, animal fuck to the tender loving touch. "Are you good?" he whispered again, a different man from the one who had just raped his seed into my barely willing body. But he was still all Jason, a perfect example of the power and the tenderness of two males having sex. I wanted this to be how I always made love with another man: rough and angry, tender and deep. "I'm fucking amazing, Uncle Jason," I said. I twisted my head back and our lips met. I felt so close to him at that moment and I didn't want it to end. My bond with my Uncle Nathan was one of blood. Now I had a bond with my Uncle Jason; it was a bond of cum. As we kissed, a bit of sweat dripped from his face into my mouth. I didn't mind. I didn't care. I wanted any part of this man that he would give me. Sweat seemed almost pure compared to the dirty seed he had just forced into me. "That was so fucking hot," a familiar voice said. We both looked up at the same time, and saw Nathan standing in the door. He was wearing a just a short pair of running shorts, his hairy chest drenched with sweat. He was lowering one of his many cameras, and I knew he had been documenting what had just happened. We had been so involved we hadn't heard him. "I think it's my turn now," he said, as he pushed down his shorts and let his hard cock spring free. "How long have you been there?" Jason asked. I was wondering the same thing. I wondered if I had said anything I didn't want Nathan to hear. I couldn't remember anything untoward: he already knew the depth of my needs, and if he was bothered by Jason fucking me, he hadn't made it clear. "Got in right about the time you flipped Greg onto his stomach," he said. He stepped out of his shorts, and put the camera on the dresser. He strode to the bed where Jason was still lying on top of me with his cock still buried inside me. "I wanted to watch the two of you. And it was incredible." "Wanna feel my cum up his hole?" Jason asked. He rolled off of me, slowly pulling his cock out of my ass. I felt how wet I was, and was thankful for how easy it would be for Uncle Nate to slide in. "Do you have to ask?" Nathan said. "You good, boy?" "Just need your poz cock up my ass," I said. "And maybe just a bit more lube." "I can do both," he said. Jason tossed me the bottle of poppers, and handed the lube to Nathan. Nathan knelt between my legs, pouring a bit of the cold liquid on my hole. I shivered from the sudden chill and from the anticipation of having his raw cock in me once more. "Do a hit," he said while his cockhead was lined up with my ass. As instructed, I opened the brown bottle and inhaled deeply. As I waited for the poppers to hit, I tried to remember how many times this handsome man had fucked me over the past week and how many loads I had taken from him. I counted up to five loads before the poppers hit me, and counting, much less more complex thoughts became impossible. "Please," I moaned, only thinking about another deadly load getting injected from my uncle's raw cock. Uncle Nate needed no more prompting from me, and started to slide his cock into me. It was a bit sore from the week's exploits, but it felt good. Very good. It felt surprisingly natural, like I had always been getting fucked up the ass. He took his time, carefully working his shaft into me and letting me get used to his length and thickness. "Going slow, my boy," he said, "I want to work my husband's load into your hole. Work it deep into your body" I realized his short strokes in and out, getting ever deeper wasn't just for me to get used to him, but for him to make sure every load I got had an equal chance to to implant itself in my body. "Fucking hot, boo" Jason said. He was still lying beside me and he had an arm around me. He held me down as his man fucked my hole. "Seed our boy again," he continued as he leaned in to kiss me. "You want it, don't you?" he asked me, almost whispering the dangerous thought into my ear. Between Jason's hot body next to me, Nathan's hard cock inside of me, and the last lingering effects of the poppers, all I could think about was how good I felt. "Please," I said, not sure if it was a response to Jason's question, or a plea to Nathan to knock me up with his seed. Underneath me, my cock was a solid column of hard flesh and I was dripping copious amounts of pre-cum onto the bed. "Fuck, he needs it," Jason said. "You're gonna breed him good?" he asked Nathan. "Fuck up our boy properly?" Nathan adjusted his position, now lying on top of me, just like Jason had been. "Of course, my love. Feels so amazing to be fucking in your spooge and to feel your poz cum surrounding my cock." Jason leaned in to kiss him. As the two made out, I took another hit from the poppers. "You want my load?" Nathan asked. "Yeah," I said, handing the poppers to Nathan. "You're gonna cum this soon?" "This morning, yeah. I've been thinking about your hole since I woke up. And fucking with Jason's sloppy seed isn't helping." He did a long hit from the poppers, then handed the bottle back to me. By the time I had gotten the top on, he was pounding my hole hard. "I'm gonna breed you, hot boy. You going to take my poz load?" "Of course. Give me your deadly load, Uncle Nate. Breed me good and fuck me hard." I squeezed my ass around his cock, ready to milk out a load from him. Deep inside me, his hard cock was finding all of the familiar, pleasurable spots again. Even over the few short days we had been together, my ass had started to conform to his cock, and he was able to slide in and out easily. Of course, the lube and Jason's cum didn't hurt his efforts. Although Nate said he was going to cum quickly, he didn't cum immediately. Even though as I was focused on getting every toxic load I could from my uncles, I was loving the feeling of getting fucked, of being filled up by a man's hard cock. I didn't mind the prolonged ass pounding at all. Besides, I knew each stroke of Nathan's dick worked more of Jason's load into my tender hole and my receptive young body. Jason was still lying next to me with his hand wrapped around us two, and he was whispering into Nathan's ear. Despite being right next to them, I could only hear snatches of what he was saying. "Breed him." "Feel my cum up there." "Make him your new poz boy." Whatever he was saying, it was working. After a few short minutes of pounding, I heard the signal change in Nathan's breathing that I now knew meant he was getting close. "Gonna breed you, my boy. Gonna fucking infect you," Nathan grunted. His cock swelled in my hole, and he gave a hard shove, pushing it deep into my body. I felt his first spurt and coupled with a guttural moan from him, my hole was suddenly wetter than it had been a few moments before. "Please, Uncle, breed your boy. Fuck it in deep." There were several more forceful thrusts into my hole, each one punctuated with another moan from Nathan. Jason watched both of us closely. "Yeah, Greg, take my man's poz load up your raw ass. Let us infect you, make you our hot poz boy," he said, encouraging both of us. Nathan responded with a few more spurts of cum into me but then his orgasm waned. Even though he had been on top of me, I felt him relax as it ended, letting more of his weight rest on me. Nathan had already been sweaty from his run, and our morning ass pounding only made him sweatier. It was dripping off of him and onto my body. I was still horny and I wanted every part of my Uncle Nate so badly. Now, it wasn't enough just to have his cock inside of me and to have his cum inside of me. I had a sudden urge to lick his body clean, to taste his man-sweat, to have it also become a part of me. I wanted any fluid of his I could get; I wanted it in my body. But, our positions made that option hard, so I had to settle for turning my head back towards him, and giving him a long kiss. "Needed that fuck, huh?" Jason asked. "You have no idea," I said. "Actually, I do," Jason said. "It was the same way for me. There's something about Nathan that makes the desire, the need even more all-consuming." He smiled. "His cum is like a drug. Maybe a poison." I could only nod in complete agreement; Nathan had forced his tongue back into my mouth. Jason joined us and our three tongues were intertwined. It felt good; I was enjoying the deep intimacy we had been able to develop. I could almost forget about my own throbbing cock beneath me. Finally, Nathan broke it off, and pulled his cock out of my ass. He rolled off of me, landing on the other side of me from Jason. "What do you guys want to do today?" he asked. "We could probably go somewhere, see some sights, if you wanted, Greg." "Or, we could just have a leisurely day, get some brunch and hang out by the pool," Jason countered. "And work on not getting tan lines." I had already decided that I wanted to stay at the house. Nor had I been planning on wearing anything by the pool; I was glad Jason agreed with me. "I like Jason's plan better," I said. The start of school was going to be busy, and one last day of relaxation was a very appealing option. Not to mention, I'd get another few loads from my hunky uncles this afternoon and maybe, finally, get a chance to get off myself. "Works for me," Nathan said. "But we need to shower before getting brunch." Jason jumped off the bed, and headed into the bathroom. He turned on the water in the shower. But before I could get up, Nathan grabbed me and pulled me close. He kissed me; his goatee rubbing against my smooth face. "I'm glad you're here," he said. "I'm glad you and Jason are getting along. And I'm really glad you're letting him be a poz dad for you. It means a lot to me. And, I know, to him." "It's been a pleasure," I said. "Really, more of a fantasy come true." It was true. I had been dreaming about this for months. Although not a single one of my detailed jerk-off fantasies had actually come true, the entire week ended up being better than all of the fantasies put together. "I just hope it takes," I said. "Well, we'll continue to work on you and that sweet sore hole of yours until it does. Now, let's get clean. At least our bodies." He helped me to my feet, whistling at my erection. "And we'll need to help you out with that monster dick of yours today, no doubt." He swatted at it playfully, and it bobbed in the warm air. "We know how to grow them, huh?" In the bathroom, Jason had gotten out towels for us and was doing a final adjustment on the water temperature. "In you go," Jason said, motioning for me to step into the large shower. It was more than big enough for the three of us so Jason and Nathan followed me into the shower. We all stood under the warm water, washing away the accumulated sweat, lube, grime, and pre-cum matted in our hair. Jason grabbed a bar of soap, and started to lather me up. Nathan did his best to get in our way, and managed to get a good bit of his body lathered up into the process. I took the soap and returned the favor for Jason, as Nathan continued to play around, finally getting completely covered in soap as well. With the three of us were covered in the slippery lather and our hands sliding over each other's bodies, we spent several pleasurable minutes stroking various body parts. Even after my Uncles' intense morning fucks, with all the attention, their cocks both got just as hard as mine. "Again?" I asked. "So soon?" "Definitely at least one today," Jason said. "But I need to build up a big load for you first." He stood under the water and washed off the soap. Nathan grabbed me from behind, his cock sliding into my ass crack. "You'll get another one from me as well. But you're going to have to learn patience and wait a bit." He nibbled on my ear a bit, as one hand slid down my smooth body and he found my erect cock. "And if you are good, the two of us will take care of this monster sneaky snake as well." We joined Jason under the water, and rinsed off. I was the first out of the shower, drying off, then headed back into the bedroom, where I tried to find some clothes. Jason and Nathan stayed in the bathroom, and I could hear them talking but they were quiet enough that I couldn't make out the words. Shortly they emerged, holding hands and smiling like horny teenagers. "We did another coin toss. Your ass won," Jason said. "Or lost, depending on your point of view. It's going down. This afternoon. By the pool. Be ready." "Works for me," I said. I was still naked, wandering around the bedroom and trying to remember where I had scattered my clothes over the course of the past day. It seemed like each piece had come off multiple times between the patio, the hot tub, and the bedroom. My uncles had gathering up the clothes they had also spread across the room and tossed them into a pile in the corner. Both of their cocks were still semi-hard, bouncing as they walked around the room. "Do you guys ever get soft?" I asked. "Not around you," Jason said. Nathan nodded in agreement, as he struggled to fit himself into a tight pair of underwear. He filled them out nicely, and it was hard for me to resist the temptation to kneel down and worship the handsome older man. "Now get dressed, boy. I'm hungry," Jason continued. Behind Jason, Nathan rolled his eyes at his husband. "You better do it. A hungry Jason is a cranky Jason." Jason had found some underwear and pulled it on. As he bent down to pick some other piece of clothing up, I saw that there was a cut-out for his ass, leaving him exposed and beautifully vulnerable. It was my first good view of Jason's butt. I suddenly realized how beautiful a man's ass could be, and in particular how amazing Jason's was. Firm and muscular, his two cheeks begged to be spread apart and violated. I wanted nothing more than to kneel down, and stick my face in there. I needed to lick his hole, tell him how amazing it was, and then force my cock deep into him. "You staring at my ass, boy?" Jason said, noticing my possessing gaze. "Uh," I stammered. But then I realized Nathan had fucked him uncountable times, and he had spent the last day or so fucking me. This wasn't a high-school gym, and there was no reason to deny the obvious. "Yeah. Yeah, I was." He had stood up now and was stepping into a pair of shorts. "Don't worry. You'll get to fuck it one of these days. We just have more pressing matters to deal with first." "Like?" Nathan asked, giving Jason a hard slap on the butt. "Well, first food. And hopefully a Bloody Mary. Then we've got to get our little nephew knocked up." He pulled on a t-shirt. Nathan also finished dressing as well. I had managed to get some clothes on, but was still looking for my shirt. "Here," Jason said. "Take one of mine." He tossed me a t-shirt. "Or one of mine," Nathan said, pointedly correcting Jason. "Sorry, One of ours," Jason said, correcting himself. "Where to?" he asked. "State Street Grill?" Nathan said. "Close. Good. Sounds perfect." The three of us left the bedroom, put on our shoes, and headed out the door. "It's a ten minute walk," Jason said. "Or a two minute drive, a ten minute hunt for parking, and then a five minute walk." "I'm fine with walking. I've spent too much time sitting in a car this week." I easily fell in between the two men as we walked down the street. They made no effort to hide the attraction between us, occasionally one or the other would run a hand down my back, or pat my ass. I felt open and comfortable with them. I realized how much I had been craving this easy intimacy with other men; the experiences in high school had been furtive and rushed and I never got ot speak about it afterwards. As we walked we talked about the logistics for tomorrow. It was going to be busy on campus, and we needed to figure out how to manage getting Nathan back home. After spending several minutes talking past each other, we finally realized that Jason would be getting off work right about when Nathan and I figured we'd be done, and it would be an easy detour for him to pick up Nathan. "I think we really need some food," I said, as we realized how simple it would actually be. "No kidding," Nathan said. "And we're here." He opened the door for us, and we walked in. We quickly got a table, sat down and started to look over the menu. "Hi, I'm Sean, and I'll be your..." I looked up and saw a hot young man. "Oh. It's you," he continued. "And who's the new one?" he asked, smiling at me. I tried not to stare, but he was very good looking and looked almost familiar. "Hands off, Sean," Nathan said. "He's my nephew, Greg." "He seems old enough to make his own decisions," Sean said. "And I haven't even touched him. Yet. But first, some drinks?" "Fuck yes," Jason said. "Bloody Mary. Coffee." "Same for me," Nathan said. "And you?" Sean asked. "A virgin Mary? But I can think of other ways for you to find salvation." He winked at me. "I'll take that," I said. "I'll get those in for you," he said, as he walked away." "You know him, it seems like?" I asked. "Yeah," Nathan said. "Not quite an ex of mine. We hung out a lot after Alan, fucked a lot. But it never really worked out for us. Anyway, he has a serious boyfriend now. Not that that stops him much," Nathan explained. "But we're still really close with him and his boyfriend, Vic. Both of them are still over frequently as well." Jason continued. He turned closer to me. "And he helped out when I was chasing," he said, almost whispering in my ear. "Chasing?" "You know, looking to get pozzed up." I was silent. I hadn't really thought much about how Jason had gotten infected. He had told me it had involved Uncle Nate, but somehow, I had always thought it had been an accident. It had not crossed my mind that it had been intentional. "You wanted it?" "Well. I wanted Nathan." Under the table he reached across me and grabbed Nathan's leg. "Badly enough that I didn't care about HIV. And he wouldn't let me fuck him until I was also HIV+. So, your uncle did most of the hard work, but a few other guys got to help out. Sean was one of them." "Do you regret it?" I asked Jason. "Never. It is a very small price to pay for the most amazing man ever. And the feeling of power when I'm in a neg hole..." he trailed off, a big smile on his face. "Guys," Nathan interjected, "Let's talk about this somewhere else." I looked around, and realized that although the restaurant wasn't very busy, it wasn't deserted. "Remember to tell Jason your reasons for getting it though. I think he'll appreciate it." "I think I need a real drink first, before I can do that," I said. Almost as soon as I said it, Sean re-appeared, carrying a tray of drinks. He set down some water, then put three bloody marys in front of each of us. "Here you go, boys. Enjoy," he said. He winked at me, and I wondered just how virginal my drink was. "You need a bit more time with the menu?" he asked, again not letting his eyes off of me. "Yeah, I do," I said. "Well, if I can help you in any way, let me know." His emphasis on "any way" made it clear what he wanted. I took the opportunity to look him over a little better. I estimated he was in his late twenties, maybe a little shorter than my 5'8" height and very skinny, with straight brownish-blond hair and blue eyes. He was smooth shaven and it seemed like he would have trouble growing a beard anyway. I wondered what he had hidden under the waiter's uniform. "Something caught your eye?" Nathan asked, as he walked away. "Yeah. He's cute," I said. I was a little embarrassed to be put on the spot like that; like I was back in middle school having to tell my parents which girls at school I liked. "Plus he's got a big cock, especially for such a skinny boy," Jason said. "And a great ass. You should ask if he wants to come over this afternoon. He might let you fuck him." "Serious?" I asked. It was a very different world than I had experienced in high school, one where sex was this easy and informal. "Absolutely," Nathan said. "And do you know what you want? To eat," he quickly added, then corrected himself once more, "For brunch." "I'm getting an omlette," I said. Nathan flagged Sean down, and the stud took our order. I could have been imagining it, but he was still staring at me more than was necessary. As he walked away, I took a sip of the bloody mary. As I expected, there was the taste of alcohol. "Stronger than you expected?" Nathan asked, smiling. "Yeah," I said sheepishly. I excused myself to wash my hands. I found the restroom towards the back of the restaurant. When I walked in, Sean was standing at the lone urinal, pissing. When he finished, he turned around and looked me over, his cock still hanging out. Jason wasn't wrong; for a short, skinny guy, his cock seemed absolutely massive. "You like?" he asked, noticing me staring. "Uh...yeah," I said. I guessed hard, it would be at least as big as Nathan's shaft. In fact, it was probably even bigger. "Um," I stammered. I leapt, unsure of what the answer would be. "You want to come over later?" "Nathan's?" "Yeah," I said. "We were going to hang out by the pool." He cut to the chase. "Can I fuck you?" He was still smiling and his cock starting to get hard at the thought. "Yeah, of course you can." "Just so you know, I'm poz. And I only fuck raw." I smiled. "Perfect. That's very cool. Nathan's been fucking me bareback for the past week." "That fucking bastard! He always gets the hot guys first." He smiled, shook his cock, and then literally stuffed it back into his tight black pants. "I'm off at 2:00. And if you're packing anything like what Nathan has, you better plan on fucking me as well." He washed his hands carefully, and headed back I washed my hands, then returned to our table. "And? We saw Sean come out of the restroom a little after you went in," Jason asked me, as I sat down. "Yeah," I said. "He's probably coming over after he's done working here. If that's alright?" "Of course," Nathan said. "It'll be nice to see him. And, you fucking him? Or he fucking you? Or both?" "Hopefully both, but we'll see, I guess," I said. Our food came out right then. Unfortunately, another server carried it out. We dug in, and the first few minutes were quiet while we ate. Only as we finished did we start to talk again. It was idle chit-chat for the most part; I was more cognizant that we were in public. I needed to be more careful about what I said, not so much about sex, but about the our family and especially about my chasing the bug. "Everything good?" Sean asked, as be dropped off the bill. "Very good as always," Nathan said. "And Greg says we're going to see you shortly?" "Oh fuck yeah," Sean said. "I'm off here at 2:00." Nathan handed Sean a credit card, and he took it away. "Thanks for brunch, Uncle Nate," I said. I looked at my watch. It was already a quarter to one. The day was quickly flying by. I wished I had more time to spend with Nathan and Jason, not to mention Sean as well, before I had to go to school. In a week, I'd have homework to do and books to study. Soon, the past week would be just a distant, pleasant memory. Although, with luck, I would have a permanent souvenir of the week coursing through my blood stream. It would have taken over my body by then. But it was the companionship and closeness with these men I was going to miss the most. "My pleasure, boy," Nathan replied. "Any last minute shopping you need to do?" he asked, as he signed the credit card slip. "I think there may be a tiny bit of space left in the car." "Nah. I'm good, I think." We got up and walked back to Nathan's place. "Joint?" I asked, as we walked by the SUV. "I'll pass," Jason said. "Drug tests, you know." "I'll take one," Nathan said. I grabbed the bag of weed and some rolling papers, and followed the men into their house. "Something to drink?" Nathan asked as we paused in the living room. "I'll have a beer," Jason said. "Same?" he asked me as I rolled up a fat joint. "Sure," I replied and handed the joint and lighter to Nathan. He did a hit, handed it back to me, then disappeared into the kitchen. As I did my first toke of the day, Jason headed back to the bedroom. I was alone for a moment, enjoying the sweet smell of the weed, and marveling at how much this short week had changed me. I had packed and left my parent's home; I had driven across the US; and tomorrow I'd be moving into my college dorm room. But those were small changes compared to the other things that had happened to me. I had let two HIV positive men fuck me. More than that, I had seduced one of them and begged the other to fuck me. The two things I was looking forward to most right now was for the two men to bareback me several more times this afternoon. Second was over the weekend, getting to bareback some hot, unsuspecting frat boy. Almost simultaneously both Nate and Jason came back to the living room. Nate had three beers and a camera, and Jason had a stack of beach towels and some sunscreen. "Go out back?" Jason asked and Nathan nodded. The three of us walked out to the small pool in the back. Nathan started off by removing his shirt, kicking off his shoes, then finally dropping his shorts. He was standing there undressed and naked, his hairy chest glistening in the bright southern Californian sunshine. I turned to Jason. He was already down to his underwear, the sun catching his smooth skin and highlighting his tattoo. "Your turn," Jason said. I handed the joint to Nathan, and followed my uncles' lead; I quickly stripped off my clothes and felt the sun against my skin. "Sunscreen?" Nate asked. He took the bottle from Jason. He poured some on his hand, then proceeded to rub it all over Jason's back and shoulders. "You too," Jason said, as he motioned for me to stand in front of him. He started by rubbing the thick cream on my back, then worked his way down. He spent a lot time rubbing it into my ass, probably more than he needed to. He took a finger, slick with the oil, and let it sneak into my crack. Once inside, he gently probed my hole. But before I could react, he started on my shoulders and arms. "Turn around," he said. I did, and faced him. He poured more sunscreen on his hand, and covered my chest with it. He worked his way down, covering my stomach, then my aching cock. With the slippery lotion, he stroked my cock teasing it just enough to get me hard. "Need to make sure everything is covered," he said. "Now, it's your turn to turn around," Nathan said to Jason. Nathan covered Jason's body with the sunscreen. Nathan also covered Jason's cock with the cream. It took just a few quick strokes by Nathan for Jason to get as hard as me. "You get to do Nathan," Jason told me, as he handed me the bottle. I started on his back, then worked my way down to his ass. It was the first time I got to explore his ass closely; it was firm and muscular. I longed for the time when I would to be able to thrust my cock into it. Yesterday morning, when Nathan had last serviced me now seemed like a very long time ago. The last time I had fucked a guy was several weeks ago; some closeted frat guy home from college. I had met him online; his parents were away for the weekend. I had fucked him on the couch in his living room. He never asked about my status, nor did he make me wear a condom. "Not yet, boy," Nathan said, reading my mind and intuiting my desire to fuck him. "You know what it's going to take to get inside of Jason or me." He turned around, and I continued to spread the sunscreen over his chest, working my way down to his stomach, and then to his cock. I needed only a stroke or two before he too was erect like Jason and myself. It felt good to be outside, in the sun, surrounded by two hot, naked men and all three of us erect and aroused. Nathan grabbed the joint, and lit it. "Let's do this afternoon properly," he said, taking a few hits from it. "Right on," Jason said. As Nathan and I passed the joint back and forth, we all did some touch-up work on the sunscreen, then set up four lounge chairs by the pool. Between the two of us, we quickly took care of the joint. Just as the joint was nearly finished, Jason even took a quick hit from it. Nathan and Jason lay back on the chairs holding hands. I ran back into the house to get the rest of the weed and papers. The clock said it was already two o'clock, and I wondered if Sean was on his way here from the restaurant. As I walked back towards pool, Nathan called out, "Sean's on his way." My cock twitched; I wanted him to let me fuck him, as well as breed my hole. I quickly rolled two more joints for all of us to share before he arrived. My timing was perfect. Right as I finished rolling the second one, the gate opened, and Sean walked in. He had lost the long sleeve white shirt from the restaurant, and was now in a white tank top but with the same dark black pants. "Make yourself comfortable," Nathan said, as Sean dropped his bag by one of the chairs. "And properly undressed." "Thanks," he said. "I will." He kicked off his shoes, and pulled off his tank top. He was a a skinny guy, with just enough muscle to not be just skin and bones. In the bright sun, his pale complexion and sandy hair almost glowed. He undid his belt and pants, then let them slide down, exposing his tight, bright blue briefs. Even semi-soft and packed into his underwear, his cock seemed larger than it had been in the restaurant. It was almost comically outsized for his skinny frame. "You mind?" he asked, as he reached into a bag and pulled out a small black bag. "No," Nathan answered, "But do it inside, ok?" "Of course," Sean said as he stepped out of his pants. He took the bag, and disappeared into the house, his tight ass bouncing in his blue underwear. "What was that?" I asked, once the door had closed behind Sean. "Sean likes to slam," Nathan said. I must have had a puzzled look on my face, because he continued. "Sorry. Slamming is inject crystal meth." "Meth?" I asked. "Isn't that dangerous?" "It can be," Nathan said. "Especially if you get addicted easily." "Have you ever done it?" I asked. "Yeah. Both of us. And we still do, although very rarely." "Really?" I was shocked. I had only heard the official line repeated endlessly at school: all drugs were bad, and meth was the worst. I had never believed it. I had smoked pot all through high school, and so far, the worst that had happened was that I had gotten into my first choice college and had some amazing sex. "Yeah," he said. "It can be a very intense, sexual experience. But you want to be sure you know how it affects you. In a controlled setting." "But, Sean seems so normal. Not what I was expecting." I had only seen the media portrayals of toothless hillbillies doing meth. Not a hung, sexy young man. "He is," Jason interjected. "Now at least." "Yeah," Nathan said. "He and his boyfriend Vic were pretty bad a few years ago." "It was totally out of control. And we nearly got sucked in as well. But then they got cleaned up, and got a handle on it," Jason said. "Almost surprisingly under control, now," Nathan continued. "But that was a crazy time. Not all bad though." Sean was in the house less than five minutes; when he came out, he looked almost no different than before, other than a slightly dreamy look in his eyes. His underwear was now in his hands, along with his small black case, and his cock was now semi-erect, bobbing with his every step. "All good?" Jason asked. "Oh yeah," he said. "And are those joints on the table?" he asked. "Yeah," I said. "Help yourself." "Thanks," Sean said, "I think I will." He took one of the joints and lit it up, then did a long hit. His cock stiffened a bit more, now sticking out in front of him. "Like it?" he asked me. "Oh yeah," I said, as I took a joint and lit it. I did a few puffs, then handed it to Sean. He took a few long draws from it, and offered it to Nathan. "I'm good for now," Nathan said. "You two share it." Sean motioned for me to shotgun his hit; it didn't surprise me that it turned into a kiss. His tongue started to explore my mouth. He wrapped his free hand around my waist and pulled me in close as our cocks started to harden nearly simultaneously. He broke off the kiss and took another long hit from the joint but still kept his arm around me. Locked in his embrace, I took the opportunity to study his face. He still looked young, but I could see the start of a few faint lines around his blue eyes. His lips were red and moist, and I wanted him to finish his drag so I could kiss him again. As soon as he was done with his hit, he leaned in towards me again to kiss. I eagerly opened my mouth, but this time I forced my tongue into his mouth. His eyes widened at the unexpected intrusion and his cock twitched in pleasure. As we kissed, he slowly exhaled his hit into me. When both of us needed some air, I broke off our kiss. I let go of the last of the hit and he whispered into my ear. "So, you want to fuck me first? Or do I fuck you first?" Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Jason staring at the two of us, slowly stroking his cock. "Come on boys, enough making out. We want to see some hard core raw fucking," he said. I reached down and grabbed Sean's dick. I could just barely wrap my hands around it. I wondered how I was ever going to get it into my hole, even as much as had it been worked out by my uncles. But I also wondered if I could stand another moment without him inside of me. "I want you inside me first," I said, loud enough for Jason to hear. "You know I'm poz, right? And I don't pull out, either?" Sean asked me. He whispered it, making sure my two uncles didn't hear him. "They're poz as well. And they didn't pull out either," I replied, indicating Nathan and Jason. "I know what I want. And you definitely have everything that I want," I continued. I squeezed Sean's hard cock, leaving it to him to decide what I wanted more: his virus, or his hard shaft. "I think you'll get everything you want and need," Sean said. He pushed me down, back into one of the lounge chairs and spread my legs. He dove in, and started by licking my balls then worked his way further down. His wet tongue found my hole, and he started to open up my hole carefully. As he rimmed me, Nathan and Jason gathered around me. Jason kneeled down by me, and started to make out, while Nathan grabbed one of his ever-present cameras, and started to take pictures of Sean working on my hole and Jason's tongue in my mouth. There had the various solo scenes during our trip out here, but this was the first time that I was in the middle of sex while Nathan took pictures. I had expected it would happen eventually, and I hardly cared when it was between men as hot as Jason and Sean. One part of me knew that if the photos got out, it could be embarrassing for me. But, my cock was thinking about all the guys who would jerk off, wishing they were me, as well as the ones who would dream of being Sean or Jason. "You mind?" Nathan asked me, although after he had spent a few minutes taking pictures, it seemed like too little, too late. "Not at all," I said. I started to play with my cock. I was so turned on by Sean's rimming, Jason's insistent kissing, and Nathan's obvious adoration of my body that I was already pretty hard. As soon as I touched it, it stiffened up all the way. Sean took a break from munching at my hole, and admired my erection. "Fuck, that's nice. You've gotta give it to me this afternoon," he said, before he took the head into his mouth, licking off the drops of pre-cum. I grabbed the back of his head, and slowly pulled him down onto my shaft. He was a natural cocksucker just like Nathan. There was only the slightest pause in his trajectory as my shaft entered his throat. I thought I was going to explode right there. Seemingly there had been long years since the last time I had gotten off. "Don't cum yet," Jason whispered into my ear. "Enjoy it, let that load grow deep in your balls." I focused not on the wet mouth on my cock teasing me towards orgasm, but on Jason's soft tongue on my skin and his warm breath in my ear. "That's what I do. Let the load build up and let the virus seep into my semen." His head was pressing against mine in a rhythmic motion. I tried to turn to see what Jason was doing, but his muscular torso blocked any view. "I'm jerking off," he said softly. "Getting another load ready for your gut." "Please," I said, teasing his ear with my tongue. "I want you to infect me. I want you to be my poz dad, just like Nathan." Sean had returned to my asshole, and his tongue was working over my hole. The weed had definitely hit me, and I felt relaxed and blissed out. All I cared about was being happy, and I already was having so much fun. I wanted to share the experience and make these amazing men around me happy as well. "I want you two so much," I managed to say, before Sean began another oral assault on my hole. "You'll want this," Nathan said, handing a bottle of lube to Sean. I didn't remember him bringing it out, but was thankful it had appeared. Sean stopped tonguing my hole, and straddled the chair. His cock was resting against my balls as he poured the lube on his shaft, then let some drip down my crack. He easily slid a finger into me, then worked in a second and finally, a third, opening me up enough to just maybe be able to take his fat rod. "Please," I moaned. I was squirming, my need for fresh, toxic seed driving all of my thoughts and actions. "I need you inside me." Sean pulled his fingers out of my hole, and placed his cock right up against my freshly lubricated and open hole. I tried my best to push myself down on Sean's thick head, but he had grabbed onto my legs and was holding me in place. "Eager boy, aren't you?" he said, smiling at me. "You'll get it, don't worry. I just want to go slow at first." I knew he was right; the past few days had been an intense introduction to bottoming. Today, I needed to go slow, especially for a cock with the length and girth of Sean's. "I'm going to enjoy this. A lot," he said, as he flexed his hips. His cock entered and his penetration and domination of my body had officially begun. I was immediately glad that Sean had decided to go slow. He was far thicker than either of my uncles and just his dickhead was stretching me open more than either Nathan or Jason had accomplished. Nathan was still standing over us, still taking pictures of the entire scene: Sean penetrating me, Jason kissing me, and me between them, masturbating. He must have noticed the expression on my face, because he disappeared behind me for a moment, then returned with a bottle of poppers. "One more thing you'll want for this fuck," he said, handing them to me. I grabbed them eagerly and took a long hit. As the poppers washed over me, I was able to relax more and let Sean open me up properly. Sean noticed me letting him in deeper and he moaned in pleasure. "So fucking good," he said. "I could get very used to this hole." "Well, he's going to be in the area for a few years," Nathan said. "I bet he'd be willing to work something out with you, especially if you're willing to give up your hole as well." "You want to fuck him?" Jason whispered into my ear. "See your raw cock slide into him, drip your pre-cum up there, then shoot a hot load?" I could only nod in response. I had been dying to fuck Nathan for as long as I could remember. I had fantasized about Jason since I first saw him naked several years ago; he had run from the bathroom to the guest bedroom and I had gotten a peek at his naked body. I was now so horny, I'd fuck almost anyone or anything with a pulse and a hole. The hot, short, skinny little guy currently plowing my ass was more than acceptable. "You think he can take all of your big cock?" I hoped that he could take me; Sean had gotten his entire shaft into me and was starting to slowly pump my hole. If a novice like me could take his massive tool, an expert fucker like him would be able to take my cock with ease. "Fuck, that's a damn big tool you have there," Sean said. "I guess it runs in the family." He reached down to stroke me in synchrony with his own deep thrusts into my body. "Don't worry. I can take everything you have to give me. But first, you're going to have to take what I've got to give you." "Please, Sean, give me your seed," I begged him. "Fuck, I need more of that sweet pozcum." After four days of getting bred, of getting my ass filled with virus-laden sperm, of now having three different, HIV-positive men breed me, I was more than getting used to it. However, each individual fuck was only a small, small step on the much longer journey I had started. Even finally getting a positive result on an HIV test would only be the first stopping point on the journey that would take the rest of my life. After that brief stop, I wanted to continue my explorations and find another willing man, and infect him. I wanted to see him just as eager to get my seed as I was to get Nathan's, Jason's, and now Sean's precious ball juice. "Any time you want it boy, I'll breed this hot cumhole," Sean said. Despite the edginess of our conversations, the not-so-subtle references to virus, to disease, to being driven by our need for seed, there was never a sense of humiliation in the conversation. I had slowly realized how fluid the roles in this world really were: Nathan fucked Jason first. But he needed Jason's cock inside him just as badly. Right now, my primary goal was to get fucked. I needed these deadly men to seed my tender hole with their life-changing fluids. But as soon as that change had occurred, my priorities would change as well. I would be a champion sperm donor, not a prize-winning jizz receptacle. I'd be the one with the power of love and hate, health and sickness, and life and death itself. Even while I was still uninfected, these thoughts were making my cock hard, and my ass tingle. I wanted Sean's charged load inside me, so I could take the next short step on my journey. "Please, Sean, blow your load in me. Add it to all of Uncle Nathan's loads, and all of Uncle Jason's loads. Mix them all up into a single, potent brew for my butt." "You really sure you want this?" Jason asked. He was still kneeling next to me, kissing me and playing with my dark hair. Nathan was still taking pictures of the three of us as we concentrated on the the complex and often awkward dance of male on male on male fucking. No, better, to call it love making. Certainly, what had happened between Nathan and myself was love: the love of a father for his son, made totally real and physical. Jason was a mix: the love of a father, but also the love of a brother. Nathan would tell me what to do, but Jason would explain how I could achieve that goal. And Sean, well, he was maybe my kindred spirit. A little older, but I could easily see him becoming my guide to this new and wonderful world. He was seemingly fearless and ready for just about anything: sex, kink, drugs, bondage, play, porn, and groups. Sean's blue eyes had stayed locked on me, as I thought through all of the implications of what we might do together: the pains, the beautiful suffering, but also the pleasures. The doors that would get closed with my infection, but the many other doors that would suddenly be open for me. Many of those doors would lead to dark, scary and amazing places. "You ready? Ready for my demon-infested sperm, Greg?" He leaned in and kissed me, a gentle, deep kiss that contrasted with the hard pounding his cock was giving me. "Yes, Sean, I am. I've wanted it for a long time. And to get it from my Uncle Nathan, my Uncle Jason, and from their..." "Dealer and Marriage counselor?" Jason snorted. "That's more accurate than you might guess." "From all of you. From your partners. Your friends. This creates a new family for me. I want this virus from all of you. Done properly." "Fuck, boy," Sean said. "Keep that up, and you're going to get it a lot sooner than planned." He turned to Nathan. "You getting this down on film?" "Of course I'm getting it. This is what I had hoped for Greg. My boy, being able to say not just what he wants, but what he needs. Now, give him what he needs now. Your poz cum. Deep in his unprotected neg hole." Nathan ended the speech with the click of the camera shutter. Jason leaned in between myself and Sean, adding his tongue to our intertwining bodies. With the intense summer sun on our bodies, and our close proximity, all of us were starting to sweat, and the sex just made us breathe more heavily. The sweat and heat made hitting the poppers an even more visceral experience. "Now, fuck me hard, and shoot your load inside me," I finally said. I wasn't going to be able to withstand his fuck much longer, and I wanted Sean's strain in my hole, where it could do the most good. Or the most damage. It was hard to tell the difference as the poppers clouded my mind. I clenched my ass around Sean's thick rod, and begged him to shoot. "All in good time, Greg. I can't cum on command, like some guys." He glanced at Jason, then continued. "But just keep on telling me what you want, and you're going to get it plenty soon enough" I pulled him closer to me, and kissed him deeply before whispering into his ear. I told him how he made me feel like a total cum bucket, just a warm, wet, living repository for his sperm. Or for any man's sperm. I want him to be one of the few who knocked me up. He was leaning against me, using the leverage from my body to force his cock ever deeper into me. Jason was still next too us, pressing us together, the sweat and lube coating our bodies was getting sticky, holding us together. Nathan was still taking pictures; sometimes close-ups of the places where our bodies met and penetrated, other times of the grins of pleasure, and the grimaces of uncertainty about how we all would fit together. We were living in the moment, heedless of the weeks and months still to come. "Tell me you want it," Sean finally said. "And let me smell you pits." "I want your sperm. I want your infected sperm. I want to you knock me up, shoot it into my unprotected hole." As I was making my needs so very clear, I raised my arm, and Sean buried his nose in my sweaty and, no doubt, musky pit. "Like the best poppers ever," he said, pulling his face out of my armpits. He paused a moment, like he saw the wave of emotions, of pure masculine sexuality about to roll over him. Then he attacked my ass with renewed vigor, and within moments, his cock was steel. "Slow and drippy, but you're going to get all of it," he grunted, as the first stroke of his orgasm hit and he plunged into my body. Sean's cock pulsed, and its thick white payload was delivered where it needed to go. It went right where I wanted it to go. In that perfect moment I wanted it more than anything else. Several more loads of Sean's infected cocksnot made it into my hole, before he collapsed on top of me. "There's your first load for the afternoon," he said. We kissed. Of course, we were now connected more deeply than before. Now, we didn't need words to explain what we were thinking. "You need to let your uncles have their turn in that cummy hole." I turned and saw that both Nathan and Jason were beside me, their cocks hard and dripping. "But first, you need to show me what you're made of," he continued, "and fuck me hard, deep, and raw." "It's finally your time, boy" Nathan said, running his hand possessively along my chest and stomach. He paused right at the base of my cock, and grabbed my erect shaft. "Time for you to use what you got," he said. "Am I already?" I asked, hoping that what I had wanted so badly was now finally mine. I hated being this innocent young man, and I wanted to be dangerous, my cock a charged up pistol, ready to strike down the unsuspecting frat boys of school. Sean, even though he was already poz, was going to be the perfect test run of my new power. "Unfortunately, I don't think so, boy," Nathan said. "I'm sorry. Usually its easy to tell when it takes. You'll probably get sick. And you've been in great shape this week." "I don't care," Sean said. "I just want his cock in my hole, and his hot boy cum in my guts." His face had a combination of need and happiness; like he already knew I was going to fuck him and how good it was going to feel. He got up from kneeling between my legs, and moved forward just enough to straddle my cock. "Not quite so fast there, Sean," Jason said, grabbing his shoulder and pulling Sean off me. "I have a better idea." I was momentarily disappointed. I had been looking forward to this moment, and it was hard to have it taken from me so suddenly. "You," Jason said, indicating me, "get up." He continued, "And you," motioning to Sean, "Get on all fours on the chair." I got off the lounge chair right as Sean got on to it. His ass was sticking up and completely exposed, swaying slightly in the afternoon breeze. All I could think about was how good my cock would feel inside of him and how badly I wanted to breed Sean. "Now, it's your turn," Jason told me, handing me the bottle of lube. I poured it on my cock, then let a bit drip onto Sean's hole. "First time raw?" Nathan asked. "Not quite," I said. Most of the boys in high school had made me wear a condom. As I watched more bareback porn, especially the breeding porn, I realized how selfish they had been: denying me the pleasure that I knew bareback sex was. Finally, my senior year, I had started to bareback with a sophomore. It was everything I had imagined it would be, and, trite as it sounded, more. Every time I had to wear a rubber after that seemed like something less than sex. "He's a great place to start," Jason said. My uncles were flanking me, their arms around my shoulders, and their free hands playing with their hard cocks. I had one hand on Sean's hip, the other hand guiding my hard erection to his pink hole. "Just think. Just you and Sean. No rubber between your hard cock and his poz hole," Jason whispered into my ear. "Fuck him good. Make it last." When he said that, my cockhead was already poking up against Sean's hole. I couldn't contain my self any longer, and I pushed in. There was just the slightest hint of resistance from Sean's hole, but then he opened up and let me in. The warmth of his hole bloomed around my tool, engulfing it in a an all-to-rare world of pleasure. I knew, immediately, that this was what I would spend the rest of my life pursuing: a man's raw hole, given to me freely, willingly, and knowingly around my hard cock. "It's amazing, isn't it?" Nathan said, seeing the expression on my face. "Don't stop yet, man," Sean said. "I want all of you inside me." I slid my cock the rest of the way into the skinny man. It was hard to believe that there was enough space for my tool in his small frame, but he took every inch making only moans of pleasure. I couldn't hold back, and rather than letting him have a chance to get used to me, I immediately began pounding his hole. I wanted to feel every inch of Sean's hole and how good he could make my cock feel. "Slow down there, cowboy," Jason said. "We have some other plans for you now." As he spoke, Nathan moved behind me, and his hard cock slid into my crack. "Since you're already lubed up and ready," Jason continued, "It's time for you to get a few more loads up there." Nathan bent me over slightly, just enough to line up his cock with my hole. With a hand on my waist, he held me in place in order to make sure that my cock stayed inside of Sean. Jason poured lube on his husband's cock and then Nathan pushed it into me. I had already been well-lubricated and opened up by Sean's tool, and my hole now readily swallowed Nathan's cock. As Nathan started to pound my hole, all of us could hear the squishing noises he was making with the load Sean had already shot inside of me. "Fuck man," Nathan said. "You really filled our boy up with your cum." "Of course," Sean said. "No one asked me to pull out, least of all Greg." As I got used to Nathan's steady strokes into my hole, I started to find my own rhythm to fuck Sean without interrupting Nathan. I liked being in between these two hot men; my cock buried inside the warm, raw hole of a young poz man, and my masculine, infected uncle's cock was, in turn, buried deep inside of me. All I could think about was sex: ass, balls, erections, cum, penetration, and fluids. I wanted to feel my cock in every hole I could find and I wanted to feel every cock I could find in my hole. "Don't cum yet," Jason told me, tweaking one of my nipples. "Nathan needs to give you one more of his loads. And I still need to fuck my load into your hole." "I'm doing my best," I gasped. Sean was squeezing his ass around my cock and I was already dripping pre-cum into his hole. TO make it even worse, Nathan had found the perfect spots in my ass. He was carefully pressing his cockhead against each of them in turn. Each of his deep thrusts milked out another drip of pre-cum into Sean's hole. Jason leaned into me and gave me a deep kiss. "This your first raw hole?" he asked me. "Almost," I said. It was nothing like the inexpert sophomore I had been fucking. "You're going to be spoiled," he said. "Sean's an amazing bottom." "He wasn't bad as a top either," I said. Nathan grabbed on to my hips, and started to pound my hole harder. I had gotten used to Nathan fucking me, and I could tell from the change in his breathing that meant he had been getting close. "Yeah, Uncle, fuck me hard and breed me deep," I begged. As much as I had been enjoying fucking Sean's ass, I was still craving more poz cum. Even though I dreamt of it being different, I knew that my uncles' breeding efforts had not yet taken hold, and I was still uninfected. In the heat of the moment, all it meant to me was that I had to try harder. I had to take more loads, I had to take them more often, and I had to take them deeper. Even though I was having a lot of fun fucking Sean, I knew sex would be even better when I could shoot a charged load in the bottom. I was envious of Nathan. He was so collected, so calm, so masculine when his cock was inside of me. He clearly knew exactly how powerful he was and how easy it would be for him to destroy and then re-create my life with his charged fuck tool. I wanted to grow into a man just like him, to know that power and yet still be able to wield it with the same confidence and assurance that he possessed. "Yeah, boy, take my charged load," Nathan moaned. He thrust his cock into me, and I felt that familiar bloom of warmth deep in my hole. Nathan grunted, lost in the pleasure of his orgasm. My own cock twitched deep in Sean's hole, but I forced myself to concentrate on Nathan's cock. I didn't want to cum until after I gave Jason a chance to add his own load to my ever-growing collection. I squeezed my hole, trying to milk out every deadly drop from my uncle's hard cock. In the heat of his orgasm, he leaned over my torso and started to nibble on the nape of my neck. "That's right, boy, milk out my toxic sperm," Nathan said. As he forced his cock deeper into me, and I squeezed my ass harder, the nibbles became closer to bites. Far from hurting me, it only pushed my limits further and made me slam into Sean's hole harder. "Please, give it to me," I begged Nathan, feeling his hard cock still exploding with clockwork regularity in my hole, adding spurt after spurt of charged-up cum to the gift Sean had already given me. "Hungry, aren't you?" Sean said. His body was tense under me. He was clearly working hard to be able to withstand my pounding, but I didn't care. In fact, it was a turn-on, to see how much mental control he needed to take my cock without breaking. All I wanted was to get my cock deep in him and deposit my load inside of him. I was only sad that my load wasn't as toxic as all of the hot men surrounding me. "Fuck yeah," I said, not sure if I was answering Sean's question or just begging for more seed from Nathan. Nathan's thrusts slowed down, as he injected the last wonderful drops of his seed into my hole. I expected him to use his still-hard cock to work his load into my body, but as soon as his orgasm was over, he pulled out. I didn't have to worry. Nathan immediately stepped aside, and let Jason take his place behind me. Jason lined up his cock, and slid it into my well-lubricated hole. "Damn, that's a sloppy hole," Jason said, as his cock tunneled deep into my body. Before I could say anything, Nathan held the poppers under my nose. I had no choice but to inhale. The poppers washed over me, and I was once again lost in a world of pure sexual pleasure. It was hard for me to tell where the boundaries between Sean and myself were, or where Jason's cock ended and my hole began. The three of us felt like a single creature, our individual bodies merging into one erect, aroused creature focused on the passion of men and the exchange of semen. That exchange would eventually prove deadly for all of us. Next, Nathan gave Sean a hit of the poppers, and the effect on him the same as one me. "Please, Greg, fuck me," he moaned, pressing his ass into my cock, and squeezing it hard. "Give me your load, man, fuck me deep." I felt the familiar tingling at the tip of my cock, and I knew I wouldn't be able to hold off much longer. Jason took the bottle of poppers from Nathan, and did a hit himself. "Damn boy," he moaned. "I want to sperm your hole so badly," he said, pounding my ass hard. "I can't hold off much longer," I said, my hips thrusting hard into Sean's body. My cock was stiffening, and I could feel that the slow drip of pre-cum was turning into a veritable *******, anticipating of my orgasm. "Shoot in me, please," Sean begged. "Don't pull out. Don't waste it." He thrust his ass back and clamped down on my cock. I stopped trying to hold back and rammed my cock deep into him. My balls tightened up, and a wonderful surge of sperm shot through my shaft right into Sean's waiting hole. As I started to shoot my clean, pure sperm into Sean, Jason's cock also stiffened and surged. He unloaded a spurt of dirty, infected semen into my waiting hole, right in synchrony with my orgasm. Quickly, the three of us fell into a vicious, re-enforcing circle of insemination: Sean would squeeze on my cock, which made me shoot another wad of cum into his hole; in shooting, I tightened my own ass which milked out more of Jason's deadly sperm. In turn, that made me unload some more into Sean. Together, the three of us were locked in an unyielding orgasm, which drained our balls and filled our holes. Sadly, eventually, our three-way orgasmic ordeal faded. Jason's balls were drained first: he had already unloaded into me earlier in the morning. Then, my balls were tapped out. However, the three of us remained connected through our unprotected shafts that were still buried inside of each other. Only long after the orgasm faded away and the faint remnants of the poppers had cleared from our heads did we realize that Nathan had been photographing the whole thing. "Fucking hot, men," he said, smiling as he put down the camera. I couldn't speak, still exhausted by the fuck and the orgasm. Luckily, I didn't have to say anything, as Jason grabbed me, and started to kiss me. "Wow, that was hot," he said, between thrusts of his tongue into my mouth. "I love breeding your hole, nephew," he said. "And I'm going to be so proud to be your bugdaddy." He whispered the last line, quietly enough that only the two of us could hear it. "Fuck, I needed that," Sean said. He slowly pulled away from my cock, but was careful not to let a drop of sperm drip from his hole. I stayed still, and kept Jason's still-firm tool in my hole as Sean extricated himself. "Anytime you want Greg, I'm ready," he said. "Especially once you're shooting poz loads." "Hop in the pool?" Nathan asked, as Sean shakily stood up from the chair. "Definitely," Sean said. With a running start, he jumped into the pool. The splash hit all three of us. Jason jumped from the shock of the cool water hitting him. Unfortunately, he also pulled his cock out of my hole. Jason and I joined Sean into the pool. The three of us let the cool clean water wash off the sweat and lube our energetic fuck fest had left on us.