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Fuck yes .. love outdoor sex.. like in park, woods, car, etc. I took a couple of guys raw in broad daylight on a bench in a park. And lots of time, during the dark. The incredible one was when I was fucked by a polish guy, who didn't know much English, bred me on a bridge above the motorway in a broad daylight. Loved it when we both were naked there 😈 ...one of the snaps below...

If you can’t swallow any more cum, be smart and turn around. Be sure to say thank you for every load you get in your ass.

Mike answered his phone “Hey mom! Good to heat from you!” “Hey sweetie I have some news I think you should sit down if you aren’t already” his mom said in a serious tone. “I’m sitting” Mike said bracing himself for a shock “Your father had a heart attack. He didn’t make it” She said Mike felt… nothing “He never changed his will so I am stuck being executor. There is no estate or anything just some papers to deal with and a box of old photograph and letters” “Thanks for telling me Mom” Mike said “It’s good to close that chapter of my life” “Mike sweetie. I don’t know how to tell you this. Going through his letters I found out… Mike you have a brother” John sighed and reached for a painting getting ready to pack it to go into storage when he heard the shop door open “We’re closed” He said through the door to his “gallery” which was just a small room attached to the back of his dad’s gas station/convenience store. John’s dad had been an incredible man. He thought back to the day 5 years back just after his mom died when his dad had told him that he had married his mom when John was a year old and had adopted him. “Best thing I ever did in my life” he had said “I could not love you more if you were my flesh and blood”. A complication at John’s birth meant there were no more children and his parents had focused on raising the one child they had right. They had not batted an eye when John came out to them at 14 and had given him nothing but love. John’s dad was gone now too. He had left John a moderate amount of money. the house and the shop. Which was now in the process of being sold. John wanted to open a real gallery somewhere. His art sold well and had won a few awards and he wanted to make a go at being a full time artist. He heard someone moving in the shop and stepped though the door to tell them it was closed again and froze. There were two people in the shop and he knew who they were at once being a huge fan of both. Standing closest to him was Billy Clay. just as cute as he looked on the cover of his first album and behind him was his husband Mike. As he moved his eyes from Billy’s face to Mike’s he froze a second time. He had seen Mike’s face many times but in person there was something. An instant something. A familiarity. The set of the eyes, the shape of the jaw, the curve of the lips into a familiar smile. “Hi. I’m Mike and I think you are my brother” Mike said John just about fainted. “Oh that was subtle” Billy said moving to catch John’s arm and keep him upright Mike flushed “I’m so sorry. I burst in here like a bull and…” “I knew I was adopted by my dad” John said “You didn't blow any family secrets” Mike visibly relaxed. Billy was looking back and forth between them “I could have picked you two out of a crows as brothers Mike. He’s a green eyed, ginger version of you. Just as handsome. I wonder if he resembles you in other ways” he said glancing down with a naughty little smirk John flushed knowing instantly what his brother’s husband was talking about. “Billy I…” “My name is Jeff. Billy is a stage name” Jeff said “Stop teasing him” Mike said “I’m John by the way” John said Mike nodded. He knew a lot about his brother thanks to Jeff’s P,I, Mike was feeling a little shaken himself. There had been an instant connection. An instant love for this complete stranger. John instantly had become one of the most important people in Mike’s life and it was a big mental adjustment. “Oh! Look at this Mike!” Jeff said. It was a painting of two men kissing and the men were obviously Mike and Jeff. John blushed “I’m a huge fan…” “I want this!” Jeff said “Over the mantle to replace that terrible moose picture!” “I love the moose picture” Mike said “Shush you” Jeff commanded “You are really talented. How much is this one?” “I don’t charge family” John said and the realization hit him. After his dad had died he had been alone in the world but now he had a family again. Remembering that Mike was a talented tattoo artist and that he had done the cover art for their album. He asked “do we get our artistic talent from our father?” “Hardly” Mike snorted. “I think we get it from our grandmother, who had hair exactly the color of yours and I know we look like our grandfather” Then Mike told him about “Melvin” “I’m glad I never met him” John said and meant it, He could not stand people who mistreated their kids. “We found out a lot about you locating you” Mike said “I know the man who raised you recently passed and that you are selling this store and your house. What are your plans now?” “Things are kind of up in the air for me. I was thinking of moving to San Francisco and opening an art gallery but I have not decided yet.” “Then you are coming to stay with us for a while to get to know your brother” Jeff said firmly “I would not argue with him” Mike said “He usually gets exactly what he wants and it’s less painful just tp nod and say yes dear” “Yes dear” John said with a laugh nodding at Jeff Sitting by the pool, naked as usual, Jeff could see that John did indeed resemble his brother very much so. John had told them he was gay too when they explained that they had two other men regularly in their bed. They in turn had shared that hey were both HIV positive John commenting that he had dated a couple poz, undetectable guys. Within the first day John had been there, with encouragement from Mike and very little resistance from John Jeff had tasted John’s cum. John saying that he had fantasized about a blowjob from Jeff for years. John was the barest fraction longer than Mike but his balls were a little smaller. In fact Jeff was on his knees keeping both brothers happy when Hank and Buzz walked in having just arrived from back east. Mike and Jeff had failed to mention John when talking to the two on the phone and also who the “other two guys” were. “That’s…” John said as two of his heroes stood naked before him. Buzz just stared then they all laughed at Hank’s reaction. Arms spread wide palms up Hank looked at the sky and said “Two of them. Oh God I don’t think my ass can take two of them” Jeff was being mysterious as he had Mike drive them into town from The Compound having him park in the lot of his own tattoo shop then he led them across the street and along the side of the building there that had a small font actually on the strip. Mike rolled his eyes and John’s jaw dropped. Inside was an art gallery with John’s art prominently displayed. “I got this building too when I bought Mike’s shop” Jeff explained “The tenant's lease was up a couple months ago and they didn’t renew/ I was going to sell it but then we met you and you said you wanted to open a gallery so…” “You decided to take matters into your own evil little hands…” Mike said “What did I tell you about discussing things with me Boy?” this time it was a growl “I’ve neen a bad boy again haven't I” Jeff said in that mock meek voice of his. He knew he was in for a rough session when he got home and that was exactly what he wanted. “Who are all the other works by?” John asked stunned “You don’t have enough to fill the space so I invited several up and coming gay artists to put up displays but the gallery is yours along with the loft studio up there Jeff pointed to an open loft surrounded by huge windows. “Jeff I can’t accept this. I could never pay you back. I…” John said “What did I tell you about him getting his way?” Mike interrupted John swallows. looked around and said “yes Dear” When they got home Jeff very quickly found himself pushed over the familiar ottoman in the living room bound at elbow and wrist while Mike “Punished” His ass and John fucked his throat. Things with John stayed strictly oral for safety reasons. Jeff was in heaven. Mike was always a satisfying lover but when Jeff have him an excuse to be he could be downright brutal, forcing his way in past Jeff's inner barrier and making it hurt like that first night. John’s huge cock in his mouth sprouting from those ginger pubes made it even hotter all and all Jeff was a very satisfied boy by the time they were through with him. John’s look as he watched his brother slide in and out Jeff’s ass was a little envious. A week or so later Mike and John were alone in the house for a day. They decided to watch a movie together and sat together on the couch. Mike’s arm around his little brother’s shoulder John’s head on his big brother’s chest. At one point John glanced up to find Mike looking down at him John tilted his head up. Mike lowered his and suddenly they were kissing and just as suddenly they broke off saying “I’m sorry” in unison Mike looked troubled “We are brothers, we can’t” John looked just as troubled “We are but I have to admit that what I feel for you is more that brotherly love” ”I’m poz! We can’t! Mike said “Mike, you remember I said I had dated poz guys before? Every guy I have dated was poz. I have been thinking about bug chasing for years. I even saw your profile on the bareback site the day you met Jeff (They had told him the full story) If you still had the responses you would find one from me even though I was to old and not a submissive. I have wanted to fuck you since you walked into my shop! When you said you were my brother my perverted brain just wanted to fuck you more!” John said is a shamed ragged voice At this point a very disheveled Little Angel Mike came striding out of nowhere straightening his robe his halo a little askew and planted himself directly in front of Mike’s face “He is your little brother! Shame on you for what you are thinking!” the Angel said pulling up his robe to hide what looked suspiciously like hickeys on his neck Little Devil Mike appeared out of the same nowhere buck assed naked his cock dripping pre. He didn’t bother saying a word he just yanked Angel Mike off to the side, pushed him up against an invisible wall threw the back of his robe over his halo to hang down over his face then slammed his cock up that Angel ass resuming an obviously rudely interrupted fuck. Mike noticed a little biohazard tattoo above Devil Mike’s cock and a matching one on that glowing Angel ass. “Oh! You brute! Stop! I’m an Angel! I can’t be doing things like thi! Came the squeaky Angel voice then a whisper “You promised you would never do this where someone could see” “Oh shut up Angel cakes” Devil Mike said “You know you love it.” Then something else that had been said sunk in. “Wait” Mike said “YOU want to fuck ME!?!” Out of the corner of his eye he saw an Angel’s and a Devil’s heads slowly turn towards him, the Angel peeking from beneath his robe. The fucking stopped and they were suddenly sitting on a couch together with a large bowl of popcorn. They each popped a kernel in their mouths chewing as they watched wide eyed. “You don’t think I’m going to let you poz me without a crack at that ass first do you?” John said with an evil grin “But I…” Nuke said “I can be just as much of a top as you are brother mine” He said cupping the bulge in his shorts “In more ways than one” Mike thought long and hard about it, He had never taken a bigger cock that Jeff’s and while he liked to dish out pain he didn’t take it very well. But the perverted thought of pozzing his own little brother and also all the possibilities that would open in the family gradually won him over The popcorn bowl was nearly halfway empty when he said “Fair is fair. But only the one time and I get your ass directly after. Right after you cum in me.” Mike had his own evil thoughts of how much more uncomfortable it was to be fucked when not completely horny. “Only one time unless you ask for it again. You may find you like it” John said with a grin Mike snorted, out of the corner of his eye he saw a flurry of motion. An Angel and a Devil were setting up lights and video equipment the Devil whispering “We can sell the video online! Call it Mike Gives It Up to his horse hung brother! We will make a fortune!” “Go away you two pests” Mike said irritably waving his hand through them making them vanish like wisps of smoke. John looked confused for a second then said “I know your reputation and lucky for you I am a far more gentle lover and I use lube. You are also not a virgin. Neither am I anally by the way. I do want you over the famous ottoman though you can hold on to the straps” Grumbling Mike stripped and assumed the position while John ran upstairs for some lube. John knelt behind him and gently eased the head of his cock in. It hurt but only for a second. Thank god Jeff fucked him a couple times a month or it would have been much worse. Gentle or not when John slipped past his inner barrier into his guts it HURT. That was virgin territory. John proved to be an excellent top. Siding in and out of his brother his hands caressing and massaging, easing the tension and Mike gradually came to understand if not appreciate for himself why Jeff loved this so much. He could do this for John and Jeff no one else John groaned and bred his big brother filling his guts with maybe his last neg load/ They both took a few minutes to catch their breath then they swapped positions. “You are sure you want this?” Mike said. This was his little brother after all. “I am.” John said Mike pushed in. John was able to take him easier than when it was a virgin beneath him but John had never had anyone this large either and when Mike did his “Final push” he squealed like a stuck pig making Mike even harder. Mike took his time. The thought of being inside his own flesh and blood urging him to rush but his desire to make it good for John making him take his time and give back as tender an experience as John had given him. Eventually though the virus in his balls urged him to thrust faster as his breathing became ragged then with a final balls deep thrust and an “I love you little brother!” Mike filled with his poz seed knowing they would share more than genetics in their blood from now on as he collapsed panting across John’s back. He looked up at the sound of clapping. Jeff stood giving them a round of applause and grinning. “It’s about fucking time!” then to John “Did he give up his ass to you like I said he would?” John nodded with a grin of his own and Jeff leaned down to give him a high five Mike realized he had been set up again and again found that he didn’t really mind. ****************************************************** Hey guys I would love to hear your feedback! Do you like the detailed story or do you want more nasty sex or both? Please let me know.

I was sitting in my office but still horny as fuck feeling my partners cum on my hole and desperately played with the plug I had in me so I went on the apps and was hit immediately by a cute 19 year old, stating he needed a hole to fuck and sent my a pic of a nice long and thick curved cock (I thought it was at least 9"). I quickly replied that my hole is his to use and that I already have a load in me which got him horny, he send me the address to nearby residential building and wanted me to ping him when I am at the entrance and he'll let me in. I was already in the Uber and on my way. I sent him a message telling that I'll be there in 2 min and he quickly replied that he'll meet me in the entrance. he was so hot, young but very athletic, wore a tight shirt to emphasize his muscles and a lose pants, we both smiled and he opened the door for us. when we got in the elevator I was confused that he pressed down to go to one of the parking floors and he explained that his parents are home and couldn't host but we can use the storage unit he always play in. Sounded hot to me and we lightly touched each other while he led the way, he turned on a dim light in the storage unit and I saw a mattress and some lube and a couple bottles of popper and smile. we immediately stripped and started making out, he was impressed when he saw my wet plugged hole and his dick got rock hard. All I could think of was damnnnn the pics he sent didn't do it justice and it was almost 11" and thick as fuck!!! I drooled and got on my knees to suck this magnificent beast. he politely asked if it was ok and if I'm sure I wanted him to fuck me because not all guys/girls he hook up with can. I just grinned and pulled him closer with my hands on his ass encouraging him to go rough. he took the hint and started ramming his cock down my throat making me groan filling my throat up. then he pulled out and his cock was slick and glistening with my throat juices and said he wanted my hole now! I told him to lay on the mattress and he asked if I needed lube or poppers and I answered no because I want to feel him use me hard. Pulled out the plug out of my hole and showed him how wet and gaping I was before I used my muscles and closed tight. He was groaning and I just began lowering myself till I felt the huge mushroom head touch my hole! took a deep breath and focused on my hole stretching as I was lowering my self on it slowly till I felt his pubes and he was fully lodged in my cunt!! he was impressed and I started to use my hole muscles to get used to it and also milk him before I started riding him. first it was slow but then I went full cowboy and rode him hard! We were both growing and I encouraged him to go harder and rougher so he decided to switch positions and now I was laying on my back with him on top of me and my legs on his shoulders without his enormous cock leaving! then he really went for it and began pounding my hole HARD!!! he lasted less then 10 min like this and we were both sweating when he said he's getting close. I was just whimpering and begged him to breed my cunt, that put him in overdrive and he was going even harder till I felt him staying deep and breeding me. I could feel his cock expanding with every shot he gave me, after about 10-11 shots he collapsed on me, sweating and we started making out while he was still deep in me. after such an intense fuck I thought it'd be it but while we were kissing he suddenly started gently fucking me again so I asked him to breed me again, he said the second time usually takes him longer to cum and asked if it's ok. So cute! Again I held him tight and deep in me and he took the hint. This time it started very soft, we were making love as he felt so good in my cummy hole filled with 2 big loads. We switched positions several times and I was fucked missionary, doggie, standing up and riding him for almost 45 minutes till I was laid on my back and he started ramming building himself up for a second load. This time when he came he just shuddered and came so hard and I came handsfree as well covering us both with cum. the second load felt almost as big as the first one and he shyly apologized that he cum a lot! I told him how much I love it and wished he'd never stop flooding me! we stayed like that for a bit more making out till he got softer and pulled out my slick cummy hole, I immediately moved and took him in my mouth, tasting all the loads, my ass juices and some streaks of pink from the pounding my hole took and I was so happy. Oink. When we got dressed we exchanged numbers and I told him we live close by and that we'd love to continue having fun, either just me and him or with my partner too and he got excited about the idea and asked how soon can we arrange something cause he never had a fuck like that without being asked to pull out because of the pain. I plugged my ruing cuumy hole back and kissed him before I left and told him that my hole is his to use anytime he wanted. While I was in an Uber on my way to lunch with a colleague I called my partner telling him all about the latest adventures and bragged lol

John had just finished his latest painting. It showed Hank and Buzz in tuxedos grinning Hank sitting Buzz standing behind him Hank’s hand over Buzz’s which was on Hank’s shoulder both wedding bands clearly visible. It was his wedding present to them. The wedding was small and private at The Compound and had gone off without a hitch. A restraining order kept the press off of their land which extended quite a distance beyond the stone walls and Mike who had gone online to get ordained had performed the ceremony. The team had hired a professional video crew and the wedding had been included with a box set of all that season’s games undefeated right up through the championship once again. The box set had to be reissued 12 times and was still a collector’s item, Hank and Buzz’s share of it tripling what they had made playing and coaching football that year. Mike and Jeff had written and performed a new song for the wedding and when they released it it became their 9th number one hit. Mike had added “By Hank” to the tattoo on Buzz’s ass and had done a similar one on Hank’s ass proclaiming Buzz’s ownership. Hank and Buzz lived in the compound when football duties did not call them away and the sex life between the 5 of them was unchanged. John packaged the painting so he could safely take it home and present it to the happy couple. It was his turn to be resident artist in the gallery today. The artist who had displays in the gallery had made a schedule so one of them was always there and each only had to come in a couple times a month. One of the other artist however always seemed to show up when it was John’s day. Sal was a man in his late 40s his salt and pepper hair topped a face that featured a prominent nose and piercing blue eyes. His regular workouts keeping him in top condition though he usually hid that body beneath a sharp suit. John, 18 years his junior, was smitten with him and it seemed to be mutual. Sal was all top and had no problem with John's status. He also had no problem with John playing with the family members. Watching him have sex with his brother got him off big time. John having sex with others outside the family was also no problem but he himself only fucked John Jeff had pouted about that for a while to Sal’s amusement but all had been smoothed over when Sal let him watch him fuck John. Sal was a frequent guest at The Compound and spent many nights in John’s bed. True to form Sal showed up about mid morning bringing in a new piece to add to his display. Sal was a sculptor and John loved his work. Jeff stopped by that afternoon to browse for a present for his mom. John and Sal sat talking when something caught Sal’s eyes and a look of anger crossed his face. John followed his gaze to see Jeff animatedly talking to a very handsome man about 35 who was obviously flirting with Jeff. “Excuse me a moment” he said to John and casually but deliberately walked over interrupting the two and offering to show Jeff his new work Jeff looked a little confused but accepted Sal’s offer and excused himself as he walked away with Sal. The man looked more than annoyed and left the gallery. “What was that all about?” John asked when Sal returned to him later “Nothing” Sal said innocently After that John began to wonder if Sal was really coming to see him. It seemed that when Jeff was around Sal was around. Jeff reported having run into Sal several other times away from The Compound and that ir was usually when he was chatting up some guy. Sal was more subtle about it but he always managed to cock block Jeff and Jeff was getting fed up. It all came to a head one night when out to dinner alone John asked “So what is your obsession with Jeff. He is married and it’s not like you could not have had him many times over. Why the jealous cock blocking? I thought it was me you cared about but even at home I only see you when Jeff is there” “I’m not jealous. It’s all just in your mind. I don’t just care about you, I love you incase you have not noticed.” Sal replied taking John’s hand and looking deep into his eyes “It’s hard to tell when you are chasing after Jeff” John said but leaned across the table to kiss Sal. Those three words melting any anger he had The Next day John was in Mike’s tattoo chair at the shop. Mike was working on a “Brotherly Love" tattoo on his arm and when they finished they walked out into the shop to wait for Jeff who was meeting them for lunch. They heard a commotion outside and walked to the front window. Jeff was walking from the parking lot along the sidewalk when a van pulled up next to him the large side door slid open and three men wearing ski masks jumped out and starting towards him. Mike and John rushed towards the door but before they could even open it Sal was there stepping out of the shadows on the side of the building/ It was like an action movie. Sal took the first guy out with a gut punch, swept the feet out from under the second with his leg and then took the third out with a roundhouse kick to the face. The van sped away only to be blocked by two police cars before it went a block. They never got within 5 feet of Jeff Mike burst through the door rushing to Jeff and enfolding him in a crushing hud demanding “Are you alright?” “I’m fine” Jeff said though he didn’t sound fine he sounded scared to death his face pale and his body trembling John was looking at Sal as police cars pulled up and the three on the sidewalk were cuffed and hauled away. As the masks were pulled off John recognized one of them as the man who had been chatting Jeff up in the gallery John looked at Sal again “Who are you?” he demanded “I’m agent Justin Salvador F.B.I." he said, showing them all a badge in his wallet. There has been a plot to kidnap Mr Clayton for months now. “They finally got tired of trying to get him alone and tried a more direct method. You have been under surveillance for months Jeff and when one of them tried to get you alone I or one of my agents blocked them” “Why not just tell us? We could have hired security” Mike demanded “Because a move like that. Obviously protecting yourselves would have just made them change plans. Our informant knew about this plot he may not have known about the next. If they had gotten Jeff they would have demanded a huge ransom but you never would have seen him alive again. Look I don’t agree with how this was handled but I had no choice. The higher ups want the man behind this and we got him. The guy from the art gallery. He’s the leader of a right wing extremist group. This wasn’t about money this was about silencing a voice that they violently disagree with” Mike was fuming as he took Jeff into the shop and sat him down. They had been willing to risk his life to get this guy. That was so wrong on so many labels. John looked at Sal sadly “So was I just your cover? A way to get close to Jeff? Into our house?” Sal looked stricken “No. it may have started out that way but what happened between us was real. I loved you the moment I laid eyes on you.” “That’s a little difficult to believe” john said “But hey. maybe they will give you an award for sacrificing your body in the line of duty” then he walked into the shop following Mike and Jeff and leaving Sal standing on the sidewalk In the following weeks Jeff never left The Compound alone a family member always went with him and the security they had hired was always there but seldom seen popping up out of nowhere when someone got to close to Jeff. According to the feds the threat had passed but they were taking no risks. Several months later an internal investigation found that the less than enlightened viewpoints of the “higher ups” had led to mishandling of the case and that Jeff and Mike should have been informed. There were a couple resignations. A formal apology and a promise of reform. They didn’t hold their breaths. John went downhill fast. He buried himself in sex and alcohol hooking up two and three times a day. He was having fun but t was empty, One day he took a sexy silver daddy up to his loft at the gallery after closing blowing him then fucking him over the rail depositing his seed in his ass having coaxed him to take it bare even though his online profile said “Safe sex only” That was who John went after. The “Safe sex only” guys. He would make promises then get them alone and explain that they did not make condoms big enough for him and that they hurt his cock. One beautifully handsome guy in his mid 20s had offered to blow him but had only been able to barely get the head in his mouth. John spent an hour making out with him and coaxing the guy finally asking “Are you safe?” and John replying “As far as I know” John had not been tested since moving in with the family and as for being “safe” they were in no physical danger he knew of. The guy asked the wrong question and John had answered 100% truthfully. John lubed up and eased in noting that this guy was no virgin but he was a good fuck pushing his bubble ass back to take John all the way in. John had bred him three times before sending him home happy and fulfilled and seeing him several more times over the next few weeks for nasty bare hookups. Most guys didn’t give him that much trouble though. He gave his condom speech and they spread their legs and took his seed. John determined that “Safe sex only” was just something guys put in their profile to look good and he enjoyed giving those posers what they deserved. One night he had been drinking and decided to go to the baths taking an Uber he arrived and wrapped his towel around himself headed for the back room, A frightened looking guy who could not be a day over 19 was being led by some leather daddies to the sling/ They used him hard then John stepped up, dropped his towel to the floor and sank himself balls deep in that abused hole making him cry out and moan. John fucked him with no mercy pulling on the chains to give him self more thrusting power. The guys gathered around and calls of “Breed him” rang out. John buried himself in the kid and shot a huge load of probably toxic cum deep inside him then he wandered naked to the sauna and promptly passed out He woke up groaning and wincing in pain as Jeff yanked open his curtains with a pleasant “Good morning sunshine”. He was in his own bed but had no idea how he had gotten there. “There is someone here to see you and I think you should listen to him. He’s the one who brought you home last night. He helped me wash you up and pour you into bed then spent the night watching you. John. We are all worried about you. If you won’t talk to him talk to me or Mike or we will get you help if you feel you need it.” “He’s awake” Jeff said to someone in the hall and quietly left Sal walked in carrying a tray with coffee and breakfast. “What are you doing here?’ John asked in a flat voice “It’s a damn good thing I was there last night. Those guys were going to put YOU in the sling next till I stopped them.” Sal responded “I could have handled it” John said sullenly “You didn’t wake up when I carried you out of there over my shoulder. Or on the drive here. Or when Mike and I held you up in the shower while Jeff washed you.” Sal said putting the tray down on the table beside the bed “What were you doing there anyway?” John asked “Following you” Sal admitted. “John, I quit the bureau. I work for the company that handles security here. They put me in charge of the detail here three weeks ago at Jeff and Mike's request and you never noticed, You have stumbled right past me several times” “I noticed” John said dully “I thought you were a dream. I dream about you a lot. About before. Honestly I think it’s the only time I have been happy in the last two months. But they are just dreams.” “I tried!” Sal said “You refused my calls and even sent back the flowers I sent but I never gave up and I never will. You mean too much to me.” “Why did you lie to me then?” John asked. He knew he was being unfair but he could not help himself “I had no choice. It was the only way I could protect Jeff.” Sal said with a sigh “I know” John admitted “but it still hurts” “I will never lie to you again” Sal said, making the promise all men make but none ever completely keep. “Liar” John said. Then “Sal? Thanks for beginning me home last night” “Any time” he replied “Sal?” John said “Will you please hold me?” Sal slipped into the bed and pulled John back against him as john’s tears flowed. He cried to get it all our and he cried because it felt so good/ John an Sal didn’t resume where they had left off. They couldn’t but over the next weeks and months they built something new, John gradually resumed his play with the family members but Sal still only was with him. Like his brother he quit drinking cold turkey. Unlike his brother he got help.

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I laid next to Adrian, as he wrapped his big muscular arms around me, and held me close to his body. I could feel his soft cock nestled against my ass, which was still leaking his cum. His poz cum I reminded myself. What the fuck had I done. I tried to fall asleep, but I was restless, fighting the thoughts in my head and had a tough time falling asleep. Meanwhile, Adrian was out cold sleeping next to me. I could not believe I was spooning with a gay man, with his cock resting against my freshly opened ass. Eventually, after what felt like several hours, I drifted off to sleep. I woke up, after what felt like I had just fallen asleep. I felt something hard poking at my ass, and I was trying to remember where I was and what was going on. "Baby girl is finally up. You were out cold, must have been exhausted after Daddy fucked that ass last night. We need to get going soon, but Daddy wants another crack at that ass before we go." It all came running back to me, and I remembered I was in some strangers hotel room, and what was poking at my ass was his hard cock. My asshole felt wet, and I remembered it was full of two of this guys cum loads. Poz cum loads. My body shuttered at the thought of poz cum being in my ass. "What's going on fag boy. I can see your brain going a thousand miles an hour. I bet you have a lot of thoughts in that head right now. Thats perfectly normal for a freshly turned white fag boy. Tell Daddy what you're thinking". I explained to Adrian that I was nervous as hell about getting HIV, and I couldn't figure out why his cock felt so good in my ass, even though I was straight. I began to tear up and sob, telling Adrian that I couldn't be gay. "Listen to me boy. You can tell me you're straight all you want, but the way your ass turned out for my big black cock last night, the way you were begging for more dick, and the way you were pushing that tight pussy back trying to get more cock in you, told me all I need to know. You are 100% a new white fag boy for black cock. You may have came into this room last night straight, but you are leaving as a fag boy. You're gonna be begging for cock the rest of your life. The faster you accept that the more fun you're gonna have." I continued sobbing into my pillow, mostly because I knew he was right. My ass was twitching. Adrian had been teasing my hole with his big hard dick as he was talking to me, and I could only think about how I wanted it in me. "Do you want Daddy to fuck that ass again? I can feel that hole moving with my big cock. I think you want me to breed this pussy again. Is that what you want slut?" "Ye....yeah Daddy", I responded. "Yeah Daddy what? Tell Daddy what you want fag." "Fuck my pussy. Fuck me with your cock. Breed my ass with your cum stud." I was drunk again, thinking only of Adrian's big cock in my ass. All common sense had gone out the window. I felt Adrian's body turn onto his back, pulling me with him. Adrian pulled me up so I was sitting on his chest. I looked down at him, and I could see he had his phone out. He was recording this. "What the fuck" I thought to myself, as my heart raced and I panicked. Adrian told me he was recording me begging for his cock, that way I could not try and deny I wanted his cock in the future. "Daddy is gonna hold onto this in case you change your mind in the future. That way the whole world can know you are a little gay slut". At this point I didn't even care anymore. Adrian continued recording, telling me to look at his phone. "Do you wanna be Daddy's little slut boy?" "Yes..." I responded. "Do you wanna ride Daddy's big cock?" Again, I said "yes", almost begging. "This is whats gonna happen. If you ride Daddy's cock, you are agreeing to be Daddy's little sex toy. I'm gonna Poz you. I guarantee it will happen. I'm gonna train that ass to take Daddy's dick, and any other dick Daddy wants to give you. You will be at my beck and call to take dick. Is that what you want?". "Mmphh...ye...YES DADDY", I eagerly responded. "Then get that tight ass on Daddy's dick and fuck yourself", Adrian responded with a little laugh. I reached back and grabbed his cock and worked the big mushroom head to my hole. My ass was still leaking the two loads that Adrian had put in the night before, so lube wasn't even needed. I sat down and slowly impaled myself on his cock. I slowly slid down the big cock, my ass sore from the night before. I winced from the pain of his cock re-entering my hole, but kept sliding down his cock. "That's right fag boy, ride that cock. Daddy can't wait to train your faggot ass." Before long I felt Adrian's pubes scratching at my ass cheeks, and I knew I was finally balls deep. The pain went away and was replaced with pure pleasure. This unlocked something inside of me, and I began bouncing up and down on his dick like my life depended on it. I needed another big poz load in my ass. "Look at my baby boy riding that cock. You're a fucking natural slut. Keep that up you're gonna get my load real quick fag". I noticed Adrian still had his phone out, recording me fucking myself on his cock. "What do you think that girlfriend would say if she saw you riding my big cock. Do you think she know's you're a fag?" he asked me. I didn't answer, and kept fucking myself on his cock. "Answer Daddy's fucking question. Do you think that girlfriend knows you're a cock whore?" "No..no sir..she thinks.. I'm straight sir" I answered, trying to answer between breaths as cock slammed into me. "Used to be straight. You're a cock whore now boy", he answered back. This encouraged me more and I kept bouncing up and down. Before long, Adrian's breathing went ragged and he grabbed my hips and forced me down on his cock. I felt his cock swell up, and then start throbbing another load into my ass. "Mmph fuck yeah fuck boy. I'm putting more poz babies in that tight ass" Adrian roared out as he came. After Adrian came I sat there on his softening dick, feeling what felt like another massive load in my hole. "Fuck I love that pussy" Adrian told me as I sat on his cock. "Clean me up boy. We got a plane to catch". I saw him put the phone down next to him, no longer recording. I climbed off Adrian's cock, and cleaned his cock and balls with my tongue. As I cleaned his cock, Adrian told me what was gonna happen next. "When we get to Georgia tonight this is whats gonna happen. You're gonna dump that worthless girlfriend of yours. Is she meeting you at the airport?" he asked. "Yes Daddy", I responded. "Good, we can save even more time. You will tell her before you even leave the airport. Tell her you are done, and then you will text me. I will be waiting in the parking lot. I will give you a ride from there" "Yes sir" I responded, not even giving a fuck at what he had just told me to do. I didn't care anymore. After I finished cleaning his cock, Adrian got up and got into the shower. I laid on the bed, with his cum dripping from my ass and running down onto the bed. I didn't know what to do while I waited, so I just laid there, not wanting to piss Adrian off. I heard the shower turn off and Adrian came out and got dressed. I watched as his big soft cock bounced in front of his big muscular body. "Fuck this guy is built" I thought to myself as I watched. I must have zoned out, because before long I felt something hit the bed. Adrian had tossed my clothes, phone, and wallet onto the bed. I almost forgot he had taken them the night before. I noticed that Adrian was still holding my boxer briefs, and he was pulling the fabric apart so it ripped into two pieces. "My fag boys don't wear boxer briefs boy. You will go commando today. Daddy will get you some proper undies when we get home. Get in the fucking shower and clean up. Don't you dare push any of those loads out of your hole. I want them leaking out of your ass as you sit on the plane today. Maybe one of them will get you pregnant" Adrian told me, laughing as he told me I would get pregnant. "Also, no fucking cumming until Daddy tells you. I want you horny all fucking day. Is that clear" he commanded. "Yes sir" I got into the shower and felt my hole. It felt so swollen and puffy, but I did not see any blood or anything on my fingers, so there must not have been any damage to it. As I got out of the shower I noticed that Adrian had left several large hickeys on my neck. I got dressed, and I realized there was no way I was going to be able to hide them. "Fuck it", I thought to myself. After I was dressed I checked myself out in the mirror. I was wearing my short light blue running shorts that only went to mid-thigh and black t-shirt. The hickeys were noticeable as hell. Not wearing any underwear felt weird as hell also, but I figured I would get used to it. I guess I really didn't have a choice. When I came out of the bathroom Adrian was gone. I saw my phone had a new message from "Daddy". He must have put his number in my phone before he left. I opened the text message and read it: "I'm going over to the airport fag. Get your shit and meet me there". With that was a video. The one he had just recorded of him fucking me. I grabbed my backpack and went to meet...Daddy? That sounded so fucking weird to think in my head.

Mike was angry, Mike was hurt, Mike was very very drunk. He wanted to lash out. He wanted to be the one using somebody. He wanted someone in his bed who was HIS. Mike had arrived home from a tattoo trade show earlier that day to find his lover of the last five years had left him going back home to his parents, his church and his miserable closeted life. Now he sat in front of his computer on that bareback site updating and rewriting. He had kept the profile all those years, occasionally checking it for amusement to see if anyone had “pinged” him but never replying. It had been his Ex who had cheated getting charged up and passing it on to Mike one of the rare times he had topped Mike. They had gotten through it and Mike had forgiven him even coming to be turned on by his status and now a year later the little slut was gone. Mike updated his pictures showing off his physique and that picture his Ex had loved of his hardening cock struggling to escape a leather thong leaving no doubt to the size and girth of his member then he read the text: Me 31 years old 6 foot 3 inches tall 219 lbs. POZ unmedicated - Toxic 10 ½ inches pierced and cut Semi hairy Single You Under 25 over 18 5 foot 9 or shorter In shape great ass a must NEG Cock size unimportant Smooth Single Giving the right man the opportunity to be bent over at least once a day for the rest of his life and have my cock shoved into him. A submissive nature is a must. To qualify you must agree to always let me cum inside you and to submit to sex when it is demanded of you after a discussion of limits and rules. Oh yeah and you have to marry me before any of this. Satisfied Mike hit the “Save Changes” button, the anger, hurt and alcohol conspiring to make this seem like a good idea then he stumbled off to bed to sleep and forget for a while leaving the computer on as message dings started rolling in. *************************** Hey guys this is my first attempt at a story here let me know if you want more

He's also a great fister - here bonus boner points for wearing red and drilling his bio tatt arm into the pig's hole to the elbow

FUCK! That dude was HOT. Would love to take his cock and seed. Lucky you.

Excellent !!! I had no idea - but I know where to go to try it !!!

I’ve only been blindfolded a few times, incredibly hot!

Love being blindfolded and taking anonymous most risky was when I traveled to Detroit and posted my room number on multiple sites and left the door open I was ass up and blindfolded and got used by I am guessing over 20 guys that night

Being a skinny old man , I have a passion for skinny old men.

I never regret anything in my life, every experience is a learning opportunity for me, for what I would like to do or things that might not really be fun or good for me. learning how to express my desire to be used and and the joy I get from both being a cumdump but more from the joy I am able to provide those who uses me (including my partner) is what I thrive on. so no, no regrets here whatsoever.

Adding yet another story of mine here to also share and also to remember. So like few days ago I was doing a quick business travel out of town so I knew I wanted to have some fun. I was texting a while ago with a guy so I wrote him that I'll be in town. This guy was married and very discrete, in our chats he was safe only because of that. But I told him I'm on prep and safe, and tried to convince him to bb to which he gave in slowly. I cleaned and prepped my hole because he has a big cock from the photos, and long. When he arrived we quickly got naked, and I started to suck him. He was really horny and quickly got hard, barely few minutes into sucking he said he was going to Cum in my month, but he can remain hard. He pushed his cock deep in my throat and Cum, quite a lot. Then it was time for him to fuck me, I got on all fours and lubed him a bit, no mention of condoms anymore haha. He went right in as I was loosened up, and began to pump me good. I really liked it as he was fucking me hard, he was getting his cock out and slapping my hole, then back at it. I told him to let me know when he was going to Cum so I can focus to feel it, but after a bit he made some moves and slowed down, and I knew he came. He quickly got dressed and left afterwards, and I pushed and squeezed my hole, with some cum leaking, so I knew I got his second load.

This is about the only way I fuck. As a blindfolded btm it’s hot knowing I’m begging for nut from the nastiest dicks. When i top a blindfolded btm it’s great seein him around knowin I been in him and he doesn’t have any idea I been in him. It’s even better when you can get a bud to whore u out or tell you about the dudes who been churning in u. Know there’s a risk tho. This is how I first ended up in an enhanced state. There’s a lot of stories about guys doing shit the btm can’t see. Know what you’re setting yourself up for.

I tried it couple of times and fuck yeah it turned me on. It is similar to being fucked in a dark room. The feeling of total defencelessness stimulated my senses, especially my erogene zones. Waiting for the (next) cock, hoping for being bred, enjoy the touch and tongues. Yes, this is priceless.

11 inch BBC first time i was in Miami. he was like 8 inches soft and getting it hard was such a pleasure

That's actually the best way to deep-throat a big dick since the curvature of the throat and dick line up perfectly in the 69 position. You ⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐ cocksuckers already knew this!

Jeff had a database of virgins of every body type and ethnicity. His new hobby was going through the steady stream of incoming mail and organizing them into categories. He had an idea. A hot but slightly evil idea and after discussing it with the family he put it onto motion. They all had the first week in December free and Jeff had located an exclusive and very private gay resort on a small Caribbean island. In fact the entire island was part of the resort. He contacted them and they agreed to host the event limiting reservations to only those with a pass code they would be provided. The family including Hank and Jack Ripper, a porn star friend of Buzz’s who was from a famously bareback only studio went through the pictures and letters Jeff had screened and each selected 20 to 30 from twinks, twunks, jocks, sexy nerds, cubs and cubbies. They had decided to start at age 19 to avoid mishaps and proof of age would be required for all selected to attend. During a press conference about an unrelated issue Jef casually mentioned “To all our special fans who wrote to us. Keep an eye on your email. You just might get a response” The next day the emails went out linking a private site: The Holiday Give it to me event One week of giving it up Travel required Proof of age required To be considered please pick your top choices to give it up to You can pick just one or rank all 5 Then a picture of each: Mike, Jeff, Buzz, Hank and Jack with their vital stats Hank was listed as 5 ½ inches beer can thick uncut and Jack as 9 ½ inches tapered cut and you should know the rest of them by now/ Responses came in and each picked their 7 all had a sprinkling of cubs nerds and chubbies in with the others. Jack Ripper picking cubs and chubs exclusively. “Don’t make me quote Sir Mix-a-lot, you can guess why” he laughed in explanation Then the actual invitation went out: Santa invites you to The Holiday Give it up Event 5 tops 35 virgins Come get your Gift This is a no questions asked Bareback event Some of the tops may be HIV positive so consider carefully before attending. No body shaming allowed. You will receive one day of attention from the Top you selected as your number one. During that day your virginity will be taken. No condoms, no pulling out. Click (This Link) to reserve your room. Note: Your rooms and meals are paid for you just have to get here. They had a 100% response rate “The funny thing is that Jack is the only one who’s status is unknown but working for a bareback porn studio most will assume if anyone is poz it’s him. You are a genius Babe” Mike chuckled as they drove to the airport They arrived late the guests would be arriving in the morning. They all went to bed early/ They would need their rest. The next day they all gathered in the inner courtyard “Welcome everyone!” Jeff called out. “In a few minutes each of us will call out their first sacrificial virgin” a chuckle went through the crowd.”If you don’t get picked today don’t worry. Your day will come! I have some sad news though 5 of your fellow virgins could not make it so on the last day you will all have a free for all orgy while we watch! We will probably need a break by then!” Then each top called out the virgin they wanted to start with and they split up to get to popping. Jeff took his to a private gazebo surrounded by a sparkling pool. He was 22 and a college track athlete. He looked like a slimmer Buzz with olive skin and light body hair. He seemed nervous and full of energy. “Come sit here” Jeff said patting a pile of cushions next to him. It took a while of soothing and coaxing. Making out and exploring bodies. Finally Jeff rolled him onto his stomach slowly licking from his tailbone up his spine to the back of his neck as Jeff's body settle above his “It’s time": Jeff whispered as he centered his cock on a virgin hole and pushed forward there was one grunt of pain followed by writhing moans as Jeff slid his toxic cock in and out pounding that spot and making him cum twice before Jeff deposited his tainted seed inside of him. They swam in the pool and relaxed in the sun before a repeat a couple hours later. Jack’s was a chubby 20 year old with a cute face, scraggly beard which Jeff loved and the hugest most beautiful blue eyes. He radiated self doubt with every step, “Why did you pick me?” he asked “Because you are beautiful” Jack replied “Please don’t make fun of me” “I’m not” Jack said walking up to him, putting his hands on both sides of his face and kissing him hungrily. To be honest Jack didn’t know his status and didn’t care. He just had a need to be in this beautiful, damaged man. To show him how beautiful he was. Taking his hand Jack led him back to his room “I have been watching your videos for years, every guy you are with is hot and muscled or a twink with a bubble ass” He said as Jack gently pushed him onto the bed on his hands and knees “That’s my job and I have to take the little blue pill to stay hard most of the time” he started probing his cock between those big round cheeks “No pills today though” he said, pressing his cock to that hole and coaxing it open, little whimpers of pain and pleasure coming from under him. He worked his way in finally bottoming out then just staying there his hand exploring the soft body below him giving words of praise and encouragement as belly and chest were rubbed and hugged. Nipples gently pinched. Jack began to thrust in and out flesh slapping flesh till he filled him with his first load ever making him cum without touching himself. They kissed and cuddle the rest of the day and fucked two more times Hank’s was a short guy who had just missed going to the Olympics for the US as a gymnast. His skin was the color of light caramel, his mom being African American and his dad Mexican/ he had a thin mustache and a big smile. He started calling Hank “Coach” as soon as they were alone. Changing plans Hank lead him to the gym. Things were simple from there. Hank laid on the bench and started pumping iron. The weights so small Hank could pump them all day as his little friend rubbed him down with oil saving his cock and balls for last then he agilely straddled Hank and slowly impaled himself on his cock wincing as the head popped in then bouncing till a groaning Hank filled him with poz seed. They rested a while then Hank laid him on the bench. Bent his flexible body in half shoving roughly into that hole and pounding another toxic load into him. Buzz’s guy was a twink who looked a lot like Jeff. They had chatted online in the days leading up tp the event so they knew what they wanted. He followed the twink to his room closing the door and pressing him face first into the wall “I’m going to take this hole now boy” He growled putting his cock head to it and shoving hard as the twink moaned and grunted in pain not resisting Buzz fucked him like a jack hammer once he was used to it literally lifting his feet off the floor with some strokes pausing to catch his breath then starting again before finally blasting his guts full of the gift Mike had given him (re gifting is a good thing) , The twink fell into bed with him after worn out and panting. Over the rest of the day he found out that cumming five times a day was the norm for Buzz and he was almost limping when he walked back out the door Mike sat by the pool talking to his guy at 26 he was the oldest of the virgins. “Why did you wait so long? You are hot. You should have no trouble getting laid” Mike said “I was looking for love, I just never found it” he replied Mike nodded Sex is a good way to meet people” Mike said “Why don’t you come over here and suck this for a while?” and the oldest virgin there wrapped his lips around the head and shaft “This guy has a lot to learn” Mike thought though he didn’t mind a little scraping from the teeth. “Stand up, bend over and put your hands on the arms of this chair” Mike said The guy complied and Mike spent his usual half an hour working his massive cock into a virgin hole the screams echoing through the courtyard as Mike did his final push” Oh fuck. Oh fuck, oh fuck ringing off the walls. Mike let him get used to it than began sliding slowly in and out fucking him for all to see building up speed until he filled the guy with his virus making him cum all over the chair. Later Mike fucked him again on the edge of the pool filling him with more poz cum The first day went just as planned. There small party in the courtyard at witch the first dayers were given a t-shirt that said “I got popped by a star” Jack danced with his new chubby friend all evening and they were seen headed back to Jack’s room hand in hand. The rest of the even went as well as the first day and many many asses were seeded. Jack made sure every one of his virgins got popped but at the end of the day he was back with his original chub and at the final day orgy they were only with each other. Exhausted the family flew home to get ready for Christmas. They were still in the gift giving mood.

I’m near north Jersey. Can I have your pussy Daddy?

I laid next to Adrian, as he wrapped his big muscular arms around me, and held me close to his body. I could feel his soft cock nestled against my ass, which was still leaking his cum. His poz cum I reminded myself. What the fuck had I done. I tried to fall asleep, but I was restless, fighting the thoughts in my head and had a tough time falling asleep. Meanwhile, Adrian was out cold sleeping next to me. I could not believe I was spooning with a gay man, with his cock resting against my freshly opened ass. Eventually, after what felt like several hours, I drifted off to sleep. I woke up, after what felt like I had just fallen asleep. I felt something hard poking at my ass, and I was trying to remember where I was and what was going on. "Baby girl is finally up. You were out cold, must have been exhausted after Daddy fucked that ass last night. We need to get going soon, but Daddy wants another crack at that ass before we go." It all came running back to me, and I remembered I was in some strangers hotel room, and what was poking at my ass was his hard cock. My asshole felt wet, and I remembered it was full of two of this guys cum loads. Poz cum loads. My body shuttered at the thought of poz cum being in my ass. "What's going on fag boy. I can see your brain going a thousand miles an hour. I bet you have a lot of thoughts in that head right now. Thats perfectly normal for a freshly turned white fag boy. Tell Daddy what you're thinking". I explained to Adrian that I was nervous as hell about getting HIV, and I couldn't figure out why his cock felt so good in my ass, even though I was straight. I began to tear up and sob, telling Adrian that I couldn't be gay. "Listen to me boy. You can tell me you're straight all you want, but the way your ass turned out for my big black cock last night, the way you were begging for more dick, and the way you were pushing that tight pussy back trying to get more cock in you, told me all I need to know. You are 100% a new white fag boy for black cock. You may have came into this room last night straight, but you are leaving as a fag boy. You're gonna be begging for cock the rest of your life. The faster you accept that the more fun you're gonna have." I continued sobbing into my pillow, mostly because I knew he was right. My ass was twitching. Adrian had been teasing my hole with his big hard dick as he was talking to me, and I could only think about how I wanted it in me. "Do you want Daddy to fuck that ass again? I can feel that hole moving with my big cock. I think you want me to breed this pussy again. Is that what you want slut?" "Ye....yeah Daddy", I responded. "Yeah Daddy what? Tell Daddy what you want fag." "Fuck my pussy. Fuck me with your cock. Breed my ass with your cum stud." I was drunk again, thinking only of Adrian's big cock in my ass. All common sense had gone out the window. I felt Adrian's body turn onto his back, pulling me with him. Adrian pulled me up so I was sitting on his chest. I looked down at him, and I could see he had his phone out. He was recording this. "What the fuck" I thought to myself, as my heart raced and I panicked. Adrian told me he was recording me begging for his cock, that way I could not try and deny I wanted his cock in the future. "Daddy is gonna hold onto this in case you change your mind in the future. That way the whole world can know you are a little gay slut". At this point I didn't even care anymore. Adrian continued recording, telling me to look at his phone. "Do you wanna be Daddy's little slut boy?" "Yes..." I responded. "Do you wanna ride Daddy's big cock?" Again, I said "yes", almost begging. "This is whats gonna happen. If you ride Daddy's cock, you are agreeing to be Daddy's little sex toy. I'm gonna Poz you. I guarantee it will happen. I'm gonna train that ass to take Daddy's dick, and any other dick Daddy wants to give you. You will be at my beck and call to take dick. Is that what you want?". "Mmphh...ye...YES DADDY", I eagerly responded. "Then get that tight ass on Daddy's dick and fuck yourself", Adrian responded with a little laugh. I reached back and grabbed his cock and worked the big mushroom head to my hole. My ass was still leaking the two loads that Adrian had put in the night before, so lube wasn't even needed. I sat down and slowly impaled myself on his cock. I slowly slid down the big cock, my ass sore from the night before. I winced from the pain of his cock re-entering my hole, but kept sliding down his cock. "That's right fag boy, ride that cock. Daddy can't wait to train your faggot ass." Before long I felt Adrian's pubes scratching at my ass cheeks, and I knew I was finally balls deep. The pain went away and was replaced with pure pleasure. This unlocked something inside of me, and I began bouncing up and down on his dick like my life depended on it. I needed another big poz load in my ass. "Look at my baby boy riding that cock. You're a fucking natural slut. Keep that up you're gonna get my load real quick fag". I noticed Adrian still had his phone out, recording me fucking myself on his cock. "What do you think that girlfriend would say if she saw you riding my big cock. Do you think she know's you're a fag?" he asked me. I didn't answer, and kept fucking myself on his cock. "Answer Daddy's fucking question. Do you think that girlfriend knows you're a cock whore?" "No..no sir..she thinks.. I'm straight sir" I answered, trying to answer between breaths as cock slammed into me. "Used to be straight. You're a cock whore now boy", he answered back. This encouraged me more and I kept bouncing up and down. Before long, Adrian's breathing went ragged and he grabbed my hips and forced me down on his cock. I felt his cock swell up, and then start throbbing another load into my ass. "Mmph fuck yeah fuck boy. I'm putting more poz babies in that tight ass" Adrian roared out as he came. After Adrian came I sat there on his softening dick, feeling what felt like another massive load in my hole. "Fuck I love that pussy" Adrian told me as I sat on his cock. "Clean me up boy. We got a plane to catch". I saw him put the phone down next to him, no longer recording. I climbed off Adrian's cock, and cleaned his cock and balls with my tongue. As I cleaned his cock, Adrian told me what was gonna happen next. "When we get to Georgia tonight this is whats gonna happen. You're gonna dump that worthless girlfriend of yours. Is she meeting you at the airport?" he asked. "Yes Daddy", I responded. "Good, we can save even more time. You will tell her before you even leave the airport. Tell her you are done, and then you will text me. I will be waiting in the parking lot. I will give you a ride from there" "Yes sir" I responded, not even giving a fuck at what he had just told me to do. I didn't care anymore. After I finished cleaning his cock, Adrian got up and got into the shower. I laid on the bed, with his cum dripping from my ass and running down onto the bed. I didn't know what to do while I waited, so I just laid there, not wanting to piss Adrian off. I heard the shower turn off and Adrian came out and got dressed. I watched as his big soft cock bounced in front of his big muscular body. "Fuck this guy is built" I thought to myself as I watched. I must have zoned out, because before long I felt something hit the bed. Adrian had tossed my clothes, phone, and wallet onto the bed. I almost forgot he had taken them the night before. I noticed that Adrian was still holding my boxer briefs, and he was pulling the fabric apart so it ripped into two pieces. "My fag boys don't wear boxer briefs boy. You will go commando today. Daddy will get you some proper undies when we get home. Get in the fucking shower and clean up. Don't you dare push any of those loads out of your hole. I want them leaking out of your ass as you sit on the plane today. Maybe one of them will get you pregnant" Adrian told me, laughing as he told me I would get pregnant. "Also, no fucking cumming until Daddy tells you. I want you horny all fucking day. Is that clear" he commanded. "Yes sir" I got into the shower and felt my hole. It felt so swollen and puffy, but I did not see any blood or anything on my fingers, so there must not have been any damage to it. As I got out of the shower I noticed that Adrian had left several large hickeys on my neck. I got dressed, and I realized there was no way I was going to be able to hide them. "Fuck it", I thought to myself. After I was dressed I checked myself out in the mirror. I was wearing my short light blue running shorts that only went to mid-thigh and black t-shirt. The hickeys were noticeable as hell. Not wearing any underwear felt weird as hell also, but I figured I would get used to it. I guess I really didn't have a choice. When I came out of the bathroom Adrian was gone. I saw my phone had a new message from "Daddy". He must have put his number in my phone before he left. I opened the text message and read it: "I'm going over to the airport fag. Get your shit and meet me there". With that was a video. The one he had just recorded of him fucking me. I grabbed my backpack and went to meet...Daddy? That sounded so fucking weird to think in my head.

Took 2 loads Friday. First guy from sniffles invited me over to his place. He said I needed to get there quick as he had stuff to do and didn’t have much time. 10 minutes later he has me ass up on his couch with my head shoved in a cushion and fucks me deep and hard for about 10 minutes before blowing his load deep inside me. as I am driving away, I get another sniffles message from some random guy asking if I am taking loads. Of course I respond yes an 5 minutes later I am bent over in a park bathroom with him balls deep in me. Between him and the guy before I had cum dripping down my crack the rest of the day.

Yesterday at Sauna near to me. I had seen a guy sucking cocks at glory holes , but he had a towel firmly wrapped around him , cute , tight little body and ass. And a little tramp stamp above his ass. Carried on and fucked another couple of random asses. Saw the cute guy again in a mattressed area on his knees sucking a guy laying down, his ass fully exposed. i gently ran my finger along his slightly hairy crack. I was expecting my hand to be brushed away but no , I quickly lubed up a finger with spit and worked it in , no complaints and even a little moan. I started to lick him , long licks to start with - ending up me pulling his cheeks apart and going in deep and wet. As soon as I could feel him relax and loosen I mounted him slowly but firmly until I was balls deep. considering I must have been his first fuck of the day he took it like a champ - backing on to me , moaning and wiggling. iI hadn’t come for a few days so was able to keep rock hand and kept fucking him till I loaded him right up with my hands around his waist pulling him on to my cock so that my load was as deep as possible. A great bb fuck

Part 47: Graham Broken In (Will's Perspective) "I said yes." “Yeah, you did!” Peter shouted. He ran over and hugged me, kissing me. I could feel his hard cock against my own. Is he ever not horny, I wondered. “I’m so happy for you.” “Thanks,” I said. His hands ran down to my ass, squeezing. “I’m so happy for my daddy.” “Peter!” “I’m not going to stop,” Peter said, moving to Dom. “Does that make you my grandpa?” “Call me that, and I’ll make more than your ass bleed,” Dom warned. They all congratulated us. “So, is this just a wedding announcement, or are we going to fuck?” Doctor Wade asked, unbuttoning his shirt. “We’re gonna fuck,” Dom said, pulling his shirt off. “Boy,” he pointed at Lewis, “your ass belongs to me now and forever. It’s time I remind you.” “Yes, Sir,” Lewis said, stripping down. He looked at me and smiled. "I guess we're kinda like brothers." "I guess we are," I told him, admiring his overwhelming enthusiasm. “All the rooms are unlocked,” Doctor Wade said. “No cameras are on in the building, so run around naked and fuck until you drop.” He walked over to Ryan, looking him over. “This man says you’re an impressive fucker,” he said, looking to Graham. “I haven’t had the pleasure of seeing this up close, and as your doctor, I do require personal exams.” “Whatever the doctor wants,” Ryan said, following behind Wade. “You, too,” Wade said to Pastor Kline. “Graham can’t be the only man to experience the Kline sandwich.” “It’s our specialty,” Pastor Kline said, following Wade and his son out of the room. “And what about you Graham?” I asked. “After hearing Ryan talk about Mr. Flanagan’s gifted cock,” Graham said, looking Peter over, “I’d like to see his cumming abilities up close.” “You’re not ready,” Peter teased, “but I’ll happily wow you.” Graham smiled. “But, knowing you’re the man with the potent, toxic cum,” he said, looking to me, “I want you to take a turn on my ass.” “I think the three of us can manage,” Peter said. “But let’s get a different room. This one is going to get out of hand.” I looked back and saw Dom holding Lewis, his cock already inside the young man’s hole. Lewis had his legs wrapped around Dom’s waist, Dom’s hands stretched out, holding him in the air. Dom’s muscles flexed, showing how strong he was. He was using Lewis like a fleshlight, merely an object to fuck, merely a hole to fill. Dom would consider him the model of the perfect faggot. “That’s right,” Dom said, slamming his cock deep inside Lewis who cried out each time. “Take this fucking monster cock!” “Fuck me, Sir!” Lewis cried. “Tear my hole to pieces.” “It isn’t your hole anymore,” Dom told him. “This hole belongs to me. Peter may have found it first, but I’m the man who claimed it. Got that?” “Yes, Sir!” Lewis moaned. “That’s a good faggot.” I followed Graham and Peter out of the room, passing the one Doctor Wade, Ryan, and Pastor Kline had entered. Pastor Kline was lying on an exam table, already naked, his hole on display. “Doctor,” Pastor Kline said, “I think I’m ready for my injection now.” “You’ve got it,” Wade said, naked himself, showing his muscles. “But I’ll need a little help from my assistant.” “Whatever you need,” Ryan said, already stroking his cock to life, fresh toxic precum dripping down his hand. “Let’s see if I can’t help you inject my father’s hole with toxic jizz.” We entered an empty room, similar to the others. There was an exam table at the center, but I noticed that on the walls were pictures of pregnant women. I realized what this room was primarily used for, and I smiled. “You say I’m your daddy,” I said to Peter, walking to the exam table. “That’s not how I look at it.” “How do you look at it?” he asked, Graham watching us. “I impregnated you,” I told him. “You’re carrying my baby inside you.” “Am I?” Peter asked, his hand moving from his bulge to his stomach. “You knocked me up?” “Sure did,” I said. “And I think it’s time for your examination. Get on the table.” “Yes, sir,” Peter said. He stripped off his clothing, revealing his hard cock and the ring hanging at the tip. “That’s a nice PA,” Graham said. “Thanks,” Peter said. “It used to be my wedding ring.” “Fuck,” Graham said, his right hand reaching over to his left, feeling his own wedding ring. “I’d love mine in my cock. I pulled on the underside of the table, revealing stirrups. “Let’s check on that baby growing inside you.” Peter put his legs into the stirrups, giving us a good view of his cock, balls, and hole. “What do you think?” he asked. “Looks good to me,” Graham said, stepping forward, his hands running along Peter’s legs. They moved along his thighs, his right reaching down to his hole while his left moved to Peter’s hard cock. His wedding ring hit against the ring in Peter’s cock. “How’s that feel?” “Fucking great,” Peter said, pinching his nipples. His cock was already leaking precum, coating Graham’s hand. “Did you already cum?” Graham asked, slowing his pumping. “Just leaking pre,” Peter told him. “Fuck,” Graham said, admiring the amount. He released Peter’s cock and inspected his hand. He looked down at Peter, making eye contact, and licked his hand, his tongue stopping on his ring. “Fucking delicious.” Peter moaned, smiling. “Don’t stop. Jerk my cock. Fill my hole.” Graham turned and looked at me. “Are you ready to knock my ass up like you did his?” “More than ready,” I said, pulling my shirt off. Graham and I stripped down. I was completely naked, but Graham stood before us in lace panties. They were black and hugged his ass, making his ass look as if it was sculpted from marble. Ryan was right. This man’s ass was incredible. “You like?” Graham asked, noticing my leering. “What do you think?” I said, looking down at my hard cock. “Holy fuck,” Graham said, staring at my monster. While there was lust in his eyes, there was fear on his face. “8 inches,” I told him, grabbing my cock, squeezing so a bead of precum dripped out. I caught it on my finger and held it out to Graham. He leaned forward, my finger slipping inside his mouth. He moaned, my finger slipping out over his lips. “How’s that taste?” Graham smiled. “Tastes potent,” he said. “Tastes like everything I’ve ever wanted.” “You better be sure,” I told him. “As you just heard, this cock converts men into toxic whores.” “Sure does,” Peter said, reaching down and feeling his own hole. “Fuck, your strain runs through my body. You’ve made me into this horny, perverted slut!” “You’ve always been that man,” I told him. I looked at Graham, seeing that his fear was gone. “I just intensified what was already inside you.” I stepped closer to Graham, his cock hard, hitting against my own. “What about you?” I asked. “What kind of man are you?” “I’m a cheating faggot cumdump,” Graham said. “And I need you to infect me.” “Then let’s go,” I said. “Suck my cock.” Graham knelt to the ground, slipping my leaking cock into his mouth. Fuck, he knew what he was doing. Having just met the man, I knew almost nothing about him. Had he fucked men before he met Ryan? Has he always been a bottom slut? Has he always wanted to be pozzed? We were about to find out. “That’s right,” I told him. “Fuck, your mouth is incredible.” As Graham sucked me off, I leaned over between Peter’s legs and started sucking his cock, filling my mouth with his copious amount of precum. What I collected I spat in my hand and used it to lube Peter’s hole. “Fuck,” Peter moaned. “Open me up, daddy. Oh, I mean, sir.” Peter’s cock was drowning me in precum, and I could feel myself coating Graham’s mouth. “That’s good,” I told Graham, pulling my cock out of his mouth. I had some of Peter’s precum in my hand. “Turn around,” I told Graham. Graham turned around, showing me his incredible ass once again. It looked incredible in the lace panties. I used to watch porn where women dressed like this, taunting men with their big, juicy asses. Now, I had a man with just as much meat. He pulled the panties down, revealing his puckered hole. Even though Ryan had been fucking Graham for a few weeks, his hole still looked tight. “Beautiful hole,” I said, smearing Peter’s cum over Graham’s ass. As I did, I stuck my finger inside his hole, holding him still as he bucked. “If you’re going to take my cock, you’re gonna need to open up more.” “I know,” Graham said. “But I won’t be mad if you make me bleed a bit.” “Oh, you’ll bleed,” I told him. “And it feels great,” Peter said. I got four fingers inside Graham’s hole, his body adjusting. I loved feeling his ass, massaging the firm muscles. He clearly took great care of himself. I leaned forward, burrowing my mouth into his hole, tasting him. “Oh, fuck!” he moaned, reaching out and grabbing Peter’s legs. “That’s it. Keep going.” I pushed in further, feeling his ass cheeks against my own cheeks. He was truly cleaned out. There was hair around his hole, spreading out to his cheeks. When I was done, every hair was stuck to his skin, plastered by my spit and Peter’s precum. “Let’s get going,” I said, leaving Graham’s ass. “You fuck Peter, and I’ll fuck you.” “Another sandwich,” he said. “Well,” I said, grabbing his ass, “when you’ve got the meat…” “It’s time to stuff this meat,” Graham said. He moved between Peter’s legs, his cock slipping between his cheeks. “Oh, fuck yeah!” Peter moaned. “Keep going, fucker! Fill my ass!” "The patient needs a deeper examination," I told Graham. “Fuck, you feel incredible!” Graham moaned, his hands running over Peter’s body. “You feel better than my wife’s pussy.” “Every man’s ass is better than any woman’s pussy,” Peter said. “I wouldn’t know,” I told them, aiming my cock at Graham’s hole, my hands grabbing his ass, pulling his cheeks apart. “I’ve only ever fucked strong, tight, male ass.” “And I can’t wait for you to feel mine,” Graham said, shoving his cock all the way into Peter’s ass. The panties strained around his cock and my intrusion in his hole. I loved the feeling of the lace on his body, so delicate, so strong. “Fill my ass!” Peter shouted, his cock jumping, large streams of precum dripping down his shaft. Graham scooped up the precum, filling his palm, and licked it clean. “How’s that taste?” “Delicious,” Graham said, licking between his fingers. “It tastes like testosterone. Like masculinity.” “Damn right,” I whispered into Graham’s ear, slamming my hips into his ass, bottoming out, and causing him to cry out. “FUCK!” Graham cried, his cock slamming into Peter’s hole. His chest heaved, head tilted back, mouth open wide. Peter gasped, his cock shooting out ropes of cum, covering his entire chest and stomach, several shots covering Graham. “What the fuck!” Graham said as he came down from his momentary high, watching as Peter came. “Did you just—” “Cum?” Peter asked, gasping. “Yeah. Sure did.” “And he’ll be ready to cum again once you are,” I told Graham. "Milk him for all the cum you can. He never runs dry." "So far," Peter said, catching his breath. "But I'd like to test that theory." “So, what do you say?" I asked. "Are you ready to fuck more cum out of him?” Graham looked down at Peter’s cum-covered body and smiled. “I sure fucking am,” he said. Graham pulled off my cock and slammed into Peter, fucking himself as he fucked Peter. His ass felt incredible on my cock, milking me with his muscular ass. My hands ran up his back, feeling the muscles, admiring how they moved as Graham fucked his hardest. I was in love with Dom, but I could see why someone would fall in love with someone like Graham. It was easy to see how women fell for Graham and why Ryan had fallen for him. Once he was pozzed, he’d convert dozens, if not hundreds, of holes with ease. The same with Peter. Two married men who wanted something more, wanted to live their lives on the edge, using their cocks to convert. They wanted to live according to their temptations, just as I had. Look where it brought. I was a poz top, converting men into the pigs they've always wanted to be. It was my true calling. Dom had made me into this man. No, Dom had brought out the man who was already inside me. “Fuck,” Graham moaned. “You’re hitting my prostate.” “Mine too,” Peter said, his cock leaking again. “I’ve got to milk everything I can out of you,” I said, fucking his ass harder. I loved getting the chance to fuck a new ass. Graham’s, while not a virgin hole, felt incredible. “I’m jealous Ryan gets to play with you all the time.” “I’ve seen your man,” Graham said. “He looks even better than me.” “Dom is great,” Peter said, breathing hard, hand pumping his cock. “but you’re a god in your own right.” “I just can’t wait till I get a chance at him fucking the shit out of me.” “He’ll love filling you,” I told Graham. “Just like I am now!” I slammed deep inside his body, erupting my toxic cum into his guts. “Fuck, yeah!” Graham cried out, grabbing Peter’s legs. “Milk me!” Take my neg load!" "Take my toxic jizz!" I shouted, holding Graham's body close, feeling his muscles moving as his body ridded itself of his inferior cum. “Oh, shit!” Peter cried, his cock erupting once again. His cum shot like a geyser, reaching high in the air, splattering on his body and all over the exam table. “Fill my hole. Breed me!” The three of us cried out as we came, filling holes with cum, neg and poz. Peter’s hole milked Graham’s cock as Graham’s cock milked mine. Our cries died down, the room smelling of sweat and cum. Graham fell forward, landing on Peter’s body, covering himself in Peter’s cum. I pulled myself out of Graham’s hole, watching as pink cum leaked out. “How does it look back there?” Graham asked. “Looks good,” I said, shoving a finger inside, rubbing the cum around his hairy hole. “How’s it look on your end?” Graham looked down at Peter who smiled. “Looks fucking great.” Graham leaned forward and kissed Peter, tasting the cum. "Looks like you've all had a good time." We turned and found Dom standing in the doorway, his cock still inside Lewis's hole. Cum ran down his legs, proving multiple loads had been given. "It's always great breaking in a new hole," I said, slapping Graham's ass. "Welcome to the brotherhood," Dom said. __________________________________________________________________________________________ This was an unexpected chapter, but I assumed you'd want a scene at the doctor's office. We'll move into the final chapters next, tying up whatever ends that exist. I'll try to leave some things open just in case I want to come back to this story, but I'll try to give you something like a conclusion. I'm still considering spin-offs. Not sure if I want multiple or one that contains whatever stories I might want to tell. Who knows. For now, I hope you enjoyed this chapter. Till next time.

Fuck yes! I've been bred in forests, on beaches, on riverbanks, in grassy fields, on moss-covered stone walls, in nature preserves, in sand dunes, on golf courses, in rain forests, in thunderstorms, at bonfires.... Love sex outdoors!

Mike laid back in his chair relaxing his cock standing proudly like a flagpole and dripping pre feeling Jeff’s mouth sucking on one of his nuts then the other he could get both in his mouth but it was not comfortable for either of them. Jeff loved the taste of Mike’s cock but could only take the head and a couple inches in his mouth. Mike never tried to force more because any potential damage to Jeff’s voice had to be avoided. Jeff’s head popped up with a quizzical look “Are you really 10 ½ inches Babe? I know you are huge but…” Jeff said in a teasing tone of voice Mike had known this question would come up eventually and said “There is a measuring tape in my case, grab it and measure for yourself” then he sat back with a smirk waiting. Jeff stroked him a few times to make sure he was fully hard then put the tape at the base amd unrolled it his eyes going wide as he stopped “Umm Babe this says you are just over 12 inches long” “Does it now? I guess you inspire me to new lengths Baby Boy” Mike said dryly “You lied!” Jeff said though he didn’t sound unhappy “Guys have a hard enough time believing 10 ½ you can call the extra inch and a half a bonus if you want. There are bigger dicks than mine out there but not many” “I knew I loved you for some reason” Jeff piped up cheekily then continued in a more serious voice “This last week has been wonderful and not this the sex, I never get tired of talking to you and I’m addicted to sleeping in your arms but if you got a man in your life you love him having a 12 inch cock is a nice bonus” then he swarmed up into Mike’s arms kissing him reaching down to point Mike’s cock at his hole and impaling himself on it riding him till Mike filled him with poz seed. Later as they lay in a sweaty heap Jeff asked “Mike are we going to have an open or closed relationship?” “Well I know no one else is touching you till I am 100% sure my virus is in your veins” Mike growled “That’s not what I am talking about” Jeff said reaching down to stroke Mike’s girth “What other man will I even feel after this monster? I a perfectly happy giving my ass only to you. There is something else I want” “And that is?” Mike asked Jeff bit his lip then blurted out “I want to watch you infect other men! I want to help you even to lure them in for you to breed” then he flushed looking down “I’m sorry I know that’s wrong” Mike put a finger under Jeff’s chin and tilted his head up till he was looking this man who was everything he had ever wanted even in his darkest fantasies and said “You really want that Baby Boy?” Jeff nodded the squealed as he was pushed on to the floor on his stomach his legs were forced apart and Mike roamed his full length in him thrusting in an animalistic frenzy and letting out a strangled groan as he came deep inside. Minutes later when Mike cam down from his orgasm he said “I’m sorry Baby Boy that got my cock so hard it hurt I had to get a load out. I would love to poz as many men as you want me to” Then they kissed and made out for hours. The next day was their one week anniversary and they were house hunting having deciding on Vegas as a home base. They had seen several in town but this one was a property about 10 miles outside of town the realtor referred to as “The compound”. They pulled up a private road to a gate in an impressive stone wall then through to see a large house with another building to the side. The house was beautiful with a huge pool in the back with an attached hot tub , a full gym with showers for four and a sauna. The outbuilding turned out to be a full recording studio though the equipment needed updating an attached art studio and a large empty room in the back. “That art studio could easily be converted into a tattoo studio for you Babe” Jeff said as they wandered the grounds getting a feel for the place “and with some updates I could record my music here. I’d rather make them come to me than fly out to L.A. each time. Did you know this place was owned by that famous singer who died in the plane crash?” Mike nodded. They met the grounds keeper and the two man house staff, a cook and a pool boy who shared housekeeping duties. All three handsome men in their 20s who appeared to be related and lived in a small cottage at the back of the property. They seemed friendly enough. They viewed several more houses and thought about it for a few days before putting in an offer on The Compound at asking price and a quick cash sale later were the proud owners of their new home christening it over the next week by fucking at least once in every single room.

Night as a cumdump. Ready and inviting.

I'm really feeling inspired again! Here's a very long, very nasty chapter for all you dirty pigs! I will backtrace to characters from earlier chapters, so make sure you remember them. And as usual, feel free to hit me up, no loads refused! 😉 ----------------------------------- I woke up the next morning with a dull ache in my body and hole from the evening before. I looked over at my husband, still asleep on his stomach next to me, and crawled closer, wrapping my arm over his back. As always it didn’t take more than a minute of skin contact until I was hard and pressing my cock against his side. He sleepily adjusted himself onto his side so my cock became lodged in between his smooth butt cheeks, then pulled my arm so I would come even closer. Still sleepy, I drifted off again, only to be awakened by him pushing himself onto my cock. No lube, not even spit. Maybe I had some pre cum leaking out, but mostly it was the cum that was still inside of him from the night before. When my cock was about halfway in, he rolled over flat on his stomach again and pulled my arm so I would lay on top of him. I knew what this meant, he had done it before. He wanted it rough, as rough as I could possibly give it to him. Without entering him any further, I positioned myself so that I could attack him without mercy. I pushed my right arm under his head until his throat was right in the crease of my arm, then I flexed my arm causing my bicep to push his head down and his throat to close off slightly. With my left hand I covered his mouth. Then, with all the force I had, I quickly pushed my cock in as deep as it could possibly go and threw my weight on top of his body, pushing the air out of his lungs. The muffled noise coming from him let me know I had given him exactly what he wanted. We’ve been together for so long that I know what that sounds like. It was not a sound of pleasure, but a noise of pain and fulfilment. Usually, I just rest in this position and let him catch his breath and his hole adjust to the intrusion, but not this morning. Instead, I kept my arm flexed and my hand covering his mouth and I just started pounding away. The friction was substantial, and it even hurt my cock so it must have hurt him a lot more. He started writhing under me, his body tensing up, trying to get away. Muffled screams escaped trough my fingers as he grabbed my arm with both hands, digging his nails into my skin trying to get me to release him so he could breathe again. But I was already close to coming, and that was my only priority, so I kept pounding until I exploded inside him. I let go of his mouth and he gasped for air and started coughing violently, causing my cock to be forced out of him along with a huge dollop of dark pink cum that landed on the white sheets. He rolled away from me, breathing rapidly as if he had been running a marathon, then looked at me with red eyes and tears running down his cheeks and said: “THAT’S how you fuck! Thank you! Those poz loads from last night must surely have been forced into my bloodstream with that fuck!”, then he kissed me while fingering his wide-open hole, moaning in pain. The rest of that Monday we spent mostly wrapped in each other’s arms, feeling closer than ever before. But then came Tuesday and it was back to work as usual. Days went by and by the end of the week both our asses started hurting in a familiar way, and by Saturday our cocks were dripping with pus, so Monday morning we called the gay clinic to get treated for whatever we caught this time. We have the best clinic ever, so I got a time the same day in the afternoon, and my husband got one in the evening. When I got to the clinic I checked in with the nurse at the desk, and she was as always very welcoming, making jokes and calling me darling, love and sweetie, making me feel safe and relaxed. The staff there really is the best I’ve ever met. – “You’ll be meeting with Eddie today! He’s new but amazing! Sweetest Eddie… Alright then, all set, have a seat and he will call you shortly!”. I sat down in the waiting room and looked around. There were six other guys there waiting, all staring down in their phones. The well-known sound of one of the dating apps receiving a message echoed through the room and one of the guys started frantically lowering the volume on his phone, looking up with a bright red face. Someone giggled. He looked over at me and I met his glance with a smile. He smiled back at me shyly. - “Anthony?”, a doctor called out. The guy who just got the message arose and followed the doctor out of the waiting room. I started the app myself to check out Anthony’s profile. Just 24 years old, top, into bears. He had a really cute picture of himself by the beach, showing of a slim hairy body in a pair of tiny speedos. I immediately sent him a tap. - “Jay?” - “That’s me!” I said and looked over at Doctor Eddie. - “Come with me…” he said and started walking down the hallway to the last room. Fuck was he cute! Short guy, short dark hair, nicely kept dark beard and dark brown piercing eyes that you could drown in. He also had a rather large horseshoe shaped nose piercing through the septum, taking his cute boyish looks and turning him into more of a fetish porn star. Walking behind him I wished he didn’t have that white coat on, I wanted to see his ass so badly. Had it been anywhere else than an STI clinic, I would’ve jumped him like a fox hunting a rabbit. We entered the room, and he told me to hang my jacket on the hook on the wall and have a seat next to his desk. He sat down, turned to me and said: - “Nice to meet you, how are you doing? The note here says you’ve got symptoms.” - “Yes… my ass hurts and my cock is dripping…” - “Been a bit of a slut, have you?” he said, looking at me with a huge smile and letting out a little giggle, completely catching me off guard. - “Uhm… I guess so…”, I said, blushing. - “Nice...”. He winked at me, typing something on the computer. “So, you’ve been fucking bareback? Top or bottom?” He was still smiling at me. - “Uuuhm… Yes… Both…”. - “Several partners? At home or somewhere else?” - “Yes, several partners. Quite a few. I was at the sauna. And my husband was also fucking around and then we’ve been fucking too… So not sure where I got it, whatever it is.”. I was expecting him to start giving me a lecture, but there was none. Instead, he leaned back on his chair, and looked at me. He crossed his arms over his chest, and I could see that he was squeezing his nipple through his t-shirt. I’m not sure he was even aware that he was doing it, it seemed to be just one of those things one does automatically and absent mindedly when one is getting horny. I felt my own cock stirring. This lasted just a few seconds to long to be “normal doctor behaviour”. - “Ok”, he snapped out of his thoughts, “We’ll do the regular tests since you’ve been a sauna cum dump. Do you want HIV?”. - “Do I what?!” - “Uhm…”, he looked flustered as he realised what he had said, “I mean, do you want me to test for HIV?” - “I don’t really care…”. I said that thinking that it was both true, and that if he was to question it, I could always just say that what I meant was that there is no point since I’m on prep, which he would know since it’s in my journal. He didn’t have to know that I’m not actually taking them… - “Right…” he paused a few seconds. “It wouldn’t show anything anyway since your sauna visit was too recent. IF you were infected there, I mean.”. He smirked. Smirked? Again? What the actual fuck was going on here? Did he somehow know what I had been up to at the sauna? Was he there? Did someone tell him about me? How would he know, I’ve never met the guy before! - “Pull your pants down and sit down here on the bed, I’ll start with the penis swabs.” I did as I was told. He put on gloves and prepared the sample kits. Then he grabbed my cock and gave it a tug, then started really milking it dragging his thumb along the urethra forcing the pus out of my piss slit. I was starting to get hard. - “Nice cock…” he said quietly, again I’m not sure if he was aware that he said it out loud. - “No need to do any deep swabbing here” he said in a normal voice, “There’s enough pus for everyone… I mean; for all the tests!”. He dipped four swabs in the yellow pus that he had squeezed out of my cock, and then he put them in the test tubes on his table. He wiped the rest of the pus from my cock with his thumb and I could see his thoughts wandering off as he squished it between his thumb and his index finger. I looked at him the whole time and I saw him lick his lips. There was no doubt about it, this was one dirty hungry nasty little fucker! He wanted to lick that pus, I’m sure of it! This was going to be fun! - “Do you want me to turn on my side now, so you can check out my ass?” I said, snapping him out of his thoughts. - “Yes, lie down on your left side.” - “My ass really hurts so I’d really like it if you could apply some numbing cream first.” - “Ok, no problem, I will.” He replied and got up from his chair to go to the cupboard to get the cream. I looked at him as he got up and his scrubs were clearly tenting in the front. I had him. Now I just had to get him to fuck me. - “Ok, here comes the numbing cream, it might sting a little at first, tell me when if you want me to go slower or deeper, and when it starts working.” He expertly applied some cream to the outside of my hole and started inserting his index finger, moving it around the inside of my sphincter. He pulled it out, took some more cream and pushed it in again. I started moaning quietly and pushed back on his finger. “Go deeper…”, I said. I wanted him to hit my prostate. My cock was rock hard by now, dripping a mix of pre cum and pus on the protective paper that covered the bed. He pushed in deeper and started rubbing my prostate, then he inserted another finger in me. I knew he knew that this was already way past the normal exam, but still he asked me - “Is the cream starting to work?” - “Not yet, you need to massage it in more…” I looked over my shoulder to see his face, and there it was again, that smirk. Doctor Eddie started to really enthusiastically massage my prostate, and I was moaning loudly by now, no longer hiding my hard cock but instead jerking it. - “I still have to take the tests you know…” - “Do it now, then continue doing what you’re doing now!”. I was not leaving this exam room without coming, that was for sure! Doctor Eddie inserted first one swab, flicked it around inside me on the mucous membranes, put it in a test tube, then did the same with a second one. He then applied some lube to his hand and inserted three fingers and really started to massage my prostate. I turned over on my back and pulled my legs up to my chest to really show off my cock. He kept finger fucking me with his right hand, as he put his left hand down his pants to jerk his own cock. I begged him to fuck me, and he couldn’t contain himself, he just stood up, pulled down his pants and shoved his rock-hard cock into my ass, raw, and started fucking me while he grabbed my cock and started jerking me. He paused for a while, picked up his phone, took a photo of his cock up my ass and typed something. – “For the journal…” he said and smiled, then continued to fuck me. About 20 seconds later the door to the exam room opened and a young male nurse stepped in and closed the door behind him. The doctor didn’t even react. The nurse said “I got your text…” and just walked up to us, bent over and took my cock in his mouth and started sucking. A minute later the doctor started to visibly, but quietly, unload in my guts and shortly after I started shooting my own load in the hungry mouth of the nurse. He was sucking down and swallowing every drop he could catch. The doctor collapsed back onto his chair, his cock still standing straight out of his pants, wet with cum and lube. The nurse had sucked my cock dry by now and moved down and stuck his tongue up my cummy hole instead, slurping up every drop of his colleagues cum that leaked out of me. Doctor Eddie stood up from his chair and was obviously still hard. His cock wasn’t the biggest I’ve seen, but with the nastiness of what he had done and how fucking cute he was, he was definitely in the top five hottest fucks I’ve ever had. He quickly entered the nurse, causing him to let out a loud moan right into my guts. A huge drop of pre cum fell from the top of my again rock-hard cock. The nurse stood up, licked my cock clean, looked me in the eyes, smiled and said “Wow! Just WOW!”, then he was pushed forward by the doctor fucking him, causing his huge hard cock to enter my ass. The numbing cream had started to wear off and there wasn’t a lot of cum left after his eager cleaning, so the penetration hurt like hell! I let out a little scream, but the nurse quickly covered my mouth with his hand and held back. - “Do you want me to stop?” he asked. - “Fuck no but please use some lube!” I answered. “And please cum quickly, I’m not sure how much more my ass can take!” - “Don’t worry, I won’t last long, this is way too hot!” He pulled out of me, just as Doctor Eddies hand reached around and lubed up the nurse’s cock and my hole. – “There you go Matt, now fucking breed our patient!”. With that Matt started fucking me, as Eddie was fucking Matt. Matt’s cock was so fucking thick, I could feel it ripping my already very sore ass apart, but I just couldn’t pass this up. I needed it! - “What does he have?” the nurse asked Doctor Eddie - “Not sure… Could be anything, or everything. Doesn’t really matter since we’re both already on all kinds of antibiotics because of our party last week, we’ll be fine.” - “Yes of course, but… Is he poz?” - “Ask him yourself…”, Doctor Eddie replied while keeping the fuck-train in motion. - “Are you poz?”, Matt asked me, pushing his raw cock deeper inside me. - “Not yet…” I replied. - “Are you on PreP? If not, you’re at great risk here…” - “I’m not. Are you saying that you’re about to infect me?” - “Do you want me to? You’ve already got Eddies load in there; I don’t think mine will make that much difference…” he said with a devilish look on his face. - “Yes please, give it to me! Give me everything you’ve got!” The nurse tensed up and started blasting inside me, and with that his cock expanded even more, causing extreme pressure on my sphincter which felt so incredible that I yet again started shooting my load all over my clothes. This time no one was there to catch it in his mouth, so I covered myself with six thick ropes of cum. The doctor was still fucking the nurse but came in him just seconds later. We were all out of breath. The room reeked of sex combined with the normal hospital sanitizer, creating a new sensation in my nostrils. I felt the urge to become a nurse here. - “Matt, this is Jay, he seems to be open to taking our toxic loads.”, Eddie said and laughed. - “Nice to meet you Jay”, Matt said and shook my hand, flashing the biggest smile at me. “Hope you get what you’re looking for!” - “And I hope to see you soon again if you get the fuck flu in a couple of weeks.”, the doctor said. “Or who knows, maybe it’ll happen sooner than that considering what a dirty sauna slut you are.” He added with a huge grin. - “I think I’ll be back sooner than that…”, I replied, “My husband is coming here this evening, I might just come and keep him company, and make sure he’s as well received at this clinic as I have been.”. I smiled at them. - “What time has he booked?” - “18.45” - “That’s the last appointment of the day. Good, then we can work overtime and we’ll be all alone in the clinic…”

Never got sick from cum it jus turns me to a more rabid pig the more i consume in a night.

Wow, cannot believe I never saw this thread, or replied to it before now. I was tall for my age in my teen years and by 1972 I had a drivers lic and a family car I could borrow. Only problem was I lived in rural NY, an hour out of the city, and being out and proud was just not a thing back then. Luckily, the city closest to me had a porn theater, and with my height they never asked for ID . I got my eyes opened to gay sex in all the magazines I bought the 1st year I could drive- so many in fact I ended up with a trash can full of hard core porn, which I thought was well hidden off in the woods ( but which I discovered one day, was not as hidden as I thought- everything gone!) An old man was my first experience ( pre viagra, and it was pretty bad all around) I did find out thru him about a couple other guys he had sex with, all about my age and 1 under a mile from me. I ended up with the neighbor, a year younger than me, in my ass every chance I could get. 1974 came around and I graduated high school, about then the college town had a disco open, and I went to explore. Saw some people I knew, and, a burly girl who looking back had to be a lesbian, at some point that night told me there was another disco that just opened in the next town away, and I would probably really like it. Called the Packing House ( it is apple country upstate after all) I went and saw a lot of men, shirtless and that 70's look, dancing and grabbing each other. My very 1st exposure to a drag queen was that night- she was holding court and called me over due to my height, and proceeded to grab my hand, bend my index finger to my palm , and exclaim oh this boy has a big one to her circle. Naive, I asked what she meant- and she schooled me in all things gay that night, including telling me there was a men only club in the basement, and I should go there. I had to join the club ( Hot Bunz, what else? lol) and got buzzed in. That night I found my 1st dark room, and took at least 10 loads back there. The bar became my go to place as often as I could get away. In September, I headed off to college, in NYC- and 1974 NYC was sensory overload for a horny kid ( animal terms had not been assigned back then, but I was a pig) Oddly, I never had sex in the dorm or even with school mates, but with Times Square porn stores,Adonis male theater, Gaiety, Mans Country baths, Club Baths etc in Manhattan, I had more than enough action off campus. By 1978 and graduation, I had kept tract of each new/unique fucker, and had at least 2,500 guys who fucked me. I moved to Mid America, and the scene was dead, but it existed if you knew the cruising places, or if you went to St Louis on the weekends and the bars and Club Bath. When I met the man who would be my partner in 1981, the man count was 4,500. We did a long distance (6 hrs) relationship for almost 3 years, and while apart a guy has needs, so I was still cruising ( and I doubt he was being celibate too) We moved into a house together and he wanted monogamy, which I really tried to adhere to, but still had some straying . And as a lot of people will tell you, after a year or two of the same sex routine , no matter how much you care for someone, it just doesn't hit that button. Especially if you want the kitchen sink sundae, and he is just interested in a vanilla cone. He was often on the road weekends, and I was at the ABS or the roadside rest area getting some action. It was also at this point I was diagnosed {1987} Post diagnosis our sex life totally died, even with a basket full of condoms I bought to provide him with a safer fuck. (I think the few times we did have sex was likely the only time I had a rubber fuck in all my life) I went into a lull after the HIV diagnosis, and steadfastly refused to go on AZT. After 6 months, he wanted to open the relationship up, we could play around, but never bring the trick to the house, and no getting involved, etc. I had a field day. The rest area was a wooded, red neck adventure land. ABS were plentiful, the park by the zoo had more fuck trails than my ass after a busy night, and thanks to Drummer, I was finding more and more of my kink side. By the time we split in 2000 ( he had broken his own rule and gotten emotionally involved with a guy) my unique , different cock count was almost 10,000. I quit one job I had and transferred to South Florida with the 2nd job I had to begin the next chapter of my life. And Ft Lauderdale in the 90's and early 2000's was wild- a lot of bar sex, sex clubs, computers were coming into use, sites like ManHunt were being used by guys for fast sex. And I had as much as I could manage and still work. Now, some 20 years later, my raw cock/cum count is likely upwards of 25,000 different men. Some I still play with now and then, but the last 18 months has really toned down my slut in a way HIV never did. Oh, and I did finally get on meds in 2001, mostly from all the toll stress the previous 3 years had done to me. Maybe I am a genetically gifted person, or lucky, but now at 34 years since diagnosis, I have not had any hospitalizations due to the virus, and with 1 pill a day have been undetectable 18 years. Oh, 1 other thing in a long tale - I am one of those 110% bottoms. I honestly can count the few times in 50 years of sex that I ever fucked someone- the ex may have gotten it 5 times, and 4 of the times was when I was really pissed off at him lol.

My older brother dealt drugs when we were teenagers and he made me smoke pot with him a couple times but I didn’t like it. After I came out when I was 16 in 1979, I dated guys monogamously and never did drugs. One time when I went with a friend to Austin for a lake party, someone slipped a molly into my sandwich. It freaked me out, not knowing what had happened and I didn’t like it. Anything that was speedy, even caffeine trigger my anxiety, and that sure did it. After that I specifically avoided doing anything and rarely drank. Many years later when my husband of 20 years and I visited Palm Springs for the second time, we rented a house and made plans to hang out with guys we found on apps. We had been open for about ten years and it worked for us. We didn’t hook up much with other people where we lived for discretion. We were both executives in visible positions and needed to be discreet. But when we were out of town it was easier. My husband is an ex-model, very hung and had no problem finding willing younger guys (his type) to fuck. I liked all kinds of guys and had become pretty adventurous with sex, exploring a lot of kinks over the years. I found a really sexy, tall all-American looking guy in his 40s on an app. He had a humongous dick, which was my kryptonite, seemed kinky, and kind of nasty. He was interested in hanging out and was free that night. He said he had a friend who was on his way from San Francisco and would be in town within the hours. He sent me pics of the guy. His friend was in his 30’s, shorter than his friend and also really handsome, in that swarthy Italian way. Oh, and he also had a huge cock, almost as big as his tall friend. I got the impression they liked tag teaming bottoms and I’d trained my hole to be flexible and strong, so I could take big cocks and even a fist a couple times, and still be able to get tight pretty quickly afterwards. But, it had been awhile since I’d been fucked because work was crazy busy during COVID, so I would have to really get warmed up to take either of these guys. We met at CCBC where I had rented a room. The tall guy was there in the lobby when I arrived and introduced himself as “Rob” (not his real name). We got settled into the room when the shorter Italian guy arrived, and introduced himself as “Gino” (also not his real name). Gino and I sort of hit it off right away. He made a couple trips to the four to bring in four suitcases. Rob explained that Gino was a dealer and was moving to Palm Springs and was setting up shop as soon as he moved into his rental house. Gino opened up the suitcases. While I couldn’t see everything from my chair across the room, I could see they were full of pill bottles, plastic baggies, many different colors of pills and powders, along with pipes, bongs and other stuff I couldn’t see very clearly. Gino asked me if I partied and I said I didn’t but told them I had brought a joint and didn’t mind if they did. I’d heard how addictive, dangerous and intense meth was and that never appealed to me, especially because it was speedy. In fact it scared the hell out of me. I had a really great life and I didn’t want to do anything to mess that up. However, something surprised me in that moment he asked me. I got scared about the idea and weirdly it also turned me on. I kind of laughed to myself because it seemed I’d found another kink I didn’t want to actually engage in, but fantasize about, like pozzing. They started smoking from a bong and blowing big clouds. The clouds seemed really seductive to me. Gino asked me if I wanted to try a hit. I paused for just a couple seconds, feeling my cock get raging hard. I told him no. He raised an eyebrow like he didn’t believe me. I think he’d noticed my hesitation and curiosity. So he said, “How about this?” He took a big hit and then came over to about a foot from me and started blowing it towards my face. I wasn’t expecting it but for some reason my reflexive reaction was to breathe some in. I quickly exhaled, worried what might happen. Gino smiled a little and the two guys took some more hits. I was feeling my favorite sex pot and laid down on the bed. Gino came over next to me on the bed, took a huge hit and leaned over me, holding it and raising his eyebrows. My cock instantly got even harder, I think because of the risk and danger. I’d learned that risk and a little danger was a turn-on for me when being blindfolded at my first dungeon party a couple months ago. I just looked into his eyes and he must have taken that as a green light because he leaned down and blew the big hit into my mouth. I only breathed in a little but just the idea of someone getting me high on something dangerous without my explicit consent made almost cum. We talked for quite a while and I found that I really liked both of them, especially Gino. He was surprisingly down to earth and friendly, easy to talk to. He seemed surprisingly trustworthy for a dealer. Rob definitely did not seem trustworthy, but something about his shadiness was sexy. I’d taken another hit off the indica joint and was feeling good. We all made out for awhile, and it was hot. They paused, got up and shot up their dicks with what they called trimix. The guy with the monster dick said he had to have an extra strong formula to get his big beautiful cock hard after partying. Watching them inject their dicks was unexpectedly crazy hot. I laughed at myself, at how much I’d changed since my sort of puritan 20’s and 30’s. As they shot their dicks up, I began to feel the meth I’d inhaled. It was speedy, but nice, very euphoric and it made me even hornier. I began to want to be fucked pretty bad. After the trimix, they said they were going to slam. I didn’t know what that meant but when they started filling two syringes I figured it out. I noticed I started precumming watching them, and I think they noticed it too. As I watched and wondered what it would be like, I realized how dark my kinks had gotten. It was kind of scary, and alluring too. I could see it hit them and how much they enjoyed it, but it still scared the hell out of me. After they slammed we really started making out hardcore. Rob started playing with my hole and said, “Gino, you’ve got to check out his hole. It is magnificent.” Gino moved around to between my legs and said, “fuuuuuuck” and started eating me out. Rob gave me his dick to suck. While I was doing that, Rob leaned over to Gino and whispered something. Gino shook his head while his tongue was deep in me. I asked what they were talking about because this was a pretty risky situation. Gino took his mouth off of my hole and said, “Rob thought we should stealth booty bump you, you know, but some Tina up your hole and get you higher. I told him no, that wasn’t cool.” My reaction to hearing this was gratitude for Gino protecting me, and getting really turned on my Rob's sleazy underhandedness and desire to corrupt me. I just said, “fuuuuuck” and closed my eyes. Gino began to fuck me as I was sucking Rob’s enormous head. I couldn't’ get it in any further. My hole was amazingly loose and took Gino’s big rod pretty easily. He kept saying how much he loved my hole, and then came in me hard. I could feel it - it was a lot. He kept fucking me, like fucking the cum into my hole with a little half smile. Then Rob moved around and turned me over on my knees and fucked the living hell out of me. I couldn’t believe I could take his whole cock. Gino was kissing me and sliding fingers in beside Rob’s cock, stretching me beyond even when I had been fisted. Rob also came hard and shoved in me deeper than I’d had any cock, hand or toy, and he just held it there while he came. He started at me, watching my eyes. After a couple minutes, I could feel it. There was meth in their cum. I could feel the euphoric speed hitting me. “Oh jeezus!” I said. “You guys did stealth me after all, with your cum!” Gino said that it wasn’t much and assured me I’d be fine. With hardly a poz, Gino slid underneath me and then began to slide in, with Rob still inside. “Oh shit. Oh shit. I don’t think I can take it.” I said. Gino told me to just breathe and I’d be fine. Suprisingly, it hurt and stretched hard for a few minutes but after that I just felt amazingly full and tight and fantastic. Then both they started fucking me, moving in and out with different cadences and depth. I started to scream in complete ecstacy, and then came. They kept fucking me until they both came again. After that I was spent, and just turned over on my back. I was really spinning now, part pot, part meth, part dopamine from the sensation of being double fucked, but I felt great. We chatted for a bit and then they slammed again and took another couple hits. Gino blew another hit in my face. I definitely didn’t need it. The cum was doing the trick. But I wasn’t too high. Several concerns registered in my mind: the first was, I liked it and I was thinking about when I would do it again. The second was, how high I was still going to get, and lastly, how long would I be high? Would I need to stay overnight? Would my husband be able to tell when I got home? I texted my husband that I was having a great time, we were hanging out with some guys at CCBC and not to wait up. After I put my phone down, Gino pulled my knees up and pulled my ass to his cock, which was still hard. He slid in me and said, “What do you want?” “Are you poz?” I asked, registering this was my other dangerous fantasy. “No, but Rob is and he’s not on meds. Are you on PreP?” He asked. I realized I had forgotten my prep at home and had not taken it in two days, which wasn’t a big deal. Gino said I’d be fine. Gino shoved his beautiful, big uncut cock inside me and began fucking me slowly, all the way in and all the way out. Then he shoved it deep inside, leaned over me and said, “Clench your hole on my cock.” I couldn’’t figure out why but I did it. He held still, his big hard cock all the way inside me. I suddenly began to feel fuller, like his cock was expanding. He smiled and said, “You’ve never been piss fucked before, have you.?” “Oh fucking hell!” I replied It was the hottest thing I’d never heard about. After he finished filling me far beyond any capacity I’d previously reached, he started fucking me. He told me to stay clenched as he fucked me slowly, and I did. My daily Kegel exercises were paying off. He fucked me for a few minutes then pulled out slowly and told me to hold it in. He raised my knees and then ass up so that my hole was like a piss chalice and it would stay in. “How does that feel?” He asked with a grin. “It is blowing my mind.” I replied, ”Hold it in for five minutes.” He said, giving me a knowing look. And then it hit me, their piss had probably more meth in it than their cum. A lot more. They had slammed twice and smoked a lot. Then I started feeling the big wave of high hit me hard. It was amazing, not at all like I expected. Both of the guys were getting off on doing this to me and we all kissed together as I held it inside me. The high kept getting bigger and bigger. Gino told me to go to the bathroom and let it out. When I got back to the bed, Rob said, “My turn.” Rob’s piss fucking me was even wilder; his bigger cock, and much more piss did a lot more damage to my hole and really ratchet up my high. After I let it out, I was really spinning but feeling great. We messed around some more, made out and the double fucked me again for a bit. Then Rob jumped up and said with a big surprised grin. “Come with me. Grab a towel and follow me.”

Hey guys. This story is inspired by my new SEXY buddy, TexasTwink . He's cute, and you should all write to him to thank him for this story idea. Thank you, TexasTwink. 😉 Please Use a Condom - Chapter 1. A buddy of mine, Sam, has a penchant for corrupting young ‘safe sex only’ guys. Over a few beers, he told me about this one guy he was planning on bringing over to the dark side. A sexy twink from Texas met him in an airport bar and confided that he wanted to be used by several guys at the same time. He fantasized about being taken raw by multiple men, but wasn’t quite ready. He asked my buddy if he’d be willing to help him. He told him he’d come up with something. They exchanged numbers and boarded their flights. They had kept in touch and the twink was going to be traveling back through town for work in a while. My buddy told me that the twink was passing through in a few days and wanted to invite me to join in the festivities. We were going to meet in a bar on Friday night and get the twink some liquid courage before heading back to my buddy’s playroom to have some piggy fun. I could tell from the pics that Sam shared with me that the twink was beautiful, mid-20s, blond hair hanging in his face and over his ears, great smile, and a nice slim body. His jeans showed off his curvy meaty butt. I arrived at the bar first and was pretty sure the cute guy at the bar was the guy we were to meet. A few guys from around showed up before my buddy, and we were all eyeing this tasty-looking twink. I saw Mike and Bill, two POZ guys I’d swapped loads with in the past. There was an older bald heavy-set guy with a beer gut and a massive barrel chest who Mike introduced me to as Ron. When I shook Ron’s paw, I saw a biohazard tattoo on his furry forearm. A sexy Latin guy greeted Ron, who, in turn, introduced the two of us. The Latin guy's name was Pedro. No word or sign if Pedro was POZ or not. The twink was clearly nervous as he downed two beers. My buddy showed up and sat down next to him giving him a big bear hug before introducing us all to ‘tonight’s entertainment.’ We shared a few beers as the twink loosened up. My buddy had his hands down the back of his jeans and was clearly fingering his hole. The twink was squirming and cooing, clearly loving his fantasy coming true. Sam took care of the tab, and we all headed outside to walk the short distance back to his place, arm in arm. The twink was a little drunk, but still very much in control of what he wanted. When we got to Sam’s place, he let us in and led us down to the basement playroom, complete with a leather sling, and a wall of toys. We all helped the twink undress down to his jockstrap. Just as Sam was about to help him into the sling, his eyes flashed wide. He held up his hands as asked if he could have a moment alone with Sam. The four of us went back upstairs to get undressed and get ready for some serious fucking. Sam came upstairs to find me on my knees switching between the cock of my old and new friend. "Bad news, guys. Our twink friend is scared to take so much raw cock. Now, he’s gonna let us fuck him, but there’s a condition: we've gotta use a condom." Mike reached into his pants, puddled on the floor, and pulled out a wrapped condom and commented with a sly smile "I've been saving this for someone special." Sam looked concerned and countered saying "Come on, guys. If he wants us to use a condom, we should honor that, right?’" Sam took Mike’s condom and made sure it wasn't stale, and that the wrapper was intact, asking "You sick fuck didn’t stab this with a pin or anything did you?" Mike shook his head no. My sense was he was being honest. Sam’s concern devolved into a sneer. He asked us to wait right there for a moment. I went back to sucking cock as Sam headed back downstairs. H e reappeared a few moments later with a big grin saying "We’re in luck, pigs. Our twink is into kink. He gave me permission to try something raunchy. We’re going to all fuck him. With a condom. This condom. We all have to wear the same one. And when it breaks, it breaks." The guys helped me to my feet and we headed down the dark steps to find the twink in the sling, blindfolded and holding a bottle of poppers to his nose. To be continued…

Have gotten a few requests for more adventures with this guy and gal. Will be working on it soon

I love being blind and not knowing what the guy looks like that is breeding me. The last time I went to Steam Works I covered my head and had my ass up on the fuck bench taking raw cock, I still get horny thinking about that night.

There's no such thing as a straight man. All men can be had if the situation is just right for them to play. I have had so many 'straight' that I have picked up at straight bars, I lost count. Most even called me up for a repeat session. My gay friends even had fun razzing me about my straight man adventures. Mainly because they were so masculine and down right hot as hell.

The album dropped three weeks before Christmas along with the first twi singles: “You never knew”, with Mike singing and Jeff doing backup and “Heartsong”, with Mike backing up Jeff. To Mike’s more that pleased surprise the album shot to number one and their singles spent the next 12 weeks trading the number one spot on the charts. That’s not tp say everyone was thrilled. Right wing politicians and groups like “Mothers who have not updated their hairstyle since 1999” as Jeff called them came out with that tired old “They are coming for your kids” threat but if anything their negativity just spurred sales more. There was a almost sad moment when Doug’s ridiculously outraged face with a promotional picture of Jeff and Mike happily holding hands in the lower corner appeared on the tabloids with the headline “Man claims Billy Clay broke up my happy home” The story did not go as Doug had planned though. When contacted for comment Mike had forwarded the “I’m leaving you” video Doug had recorded on Mike’s own computer which started with the line “I’m going back to God you fa**ot” then he proceed to use every anti gay slur in the book also saying several times that Mike would be unhappy and alone forever because he was gay. The story read: Doug Ashpole. An unemployed man currently in a County lockup for drug possession in rural Virginia claims that pop star and actor Billy Clay-Blake ``swooped in and stole his man'' breaking up a happy relationship and then said man, Michael Clay-Blake as he is known now. an up and coming pop star in his own right, And Billy pursued him to Virginia. Breaking up his relationship with then fiancé Heather Jones and getting him fired from his job. However, irrefutable evidence obtained by this reporter strongly disputes these claims. In a video provided by Michael within minutes of being contacted for comment Mr. Ashpole says. And then the entire content of the video was quoted word for word. Also contacted for comment Ms. Jones said “I broke up with Doug when I caught him cheating on me with another man for the third time. He was fired from his job a couple weeks later when an internal review found he was misusing company funds on porn and call boys” Then she added a personal message to Billy and Mike “Could you tell them I did love their album and it changed my mind about many things?” The story then became a commentary on how the album was giving hope to so many LGBTQ youths, letting them know they are not alone and finished listing resources for those young people if they needed support. Another story came out in “Rolling Rocks” magazine but this time they had sat for the interview. Video excerpts were going to appear on Christmas day on that TV news show that made such a big deal about being an hour long. Sitting together holding hands Jeff blithely said “We met, got married, had sex then fell in love. We did all the same things other people do just in a different order” then refused to elaborate further. He then gushed about almost all of Mikes good features, leaving out the twelve inch cock. Finishing with “And on top of all that he is an award winning tattoo artist! He just finished my first tattoo!” Jeff said standing. pulling off his shirt and turning to show it off. The tattoo showed sunlight coming through a window set in stone falling on a single rose on a wood table. Sunlight however causes shadows and very subtly in the shadow of the rose a scorpion lurked shiny black in the dull black shadows. “It’s a stunning piece of art does it have a personal meaning?” the interviewer asked “It’s to remind me of a lesson I learned early in life. The most beautiful things can hide a nasty surprise” Jeff replied Mike then answered some questions about his tattoo art, the awards it had won and how it was to work with his husband on the album A month or so later Mike got the shock of his life when the nominations for Grammyphones came out. “Life and love from a different perspective” was up for “Album of the year” Both he and Jeff were up for ‘Top male vocalist” and “Best duet or group performance” Mike was up for “Best Newcomer” and both “You never knew” and “Heartsong” were up for “song of the year” it was overwhelming Mike spent a lot of time tattooing Hank. It was the best stress relief after sex for him. Hank was different since he had returned to their lives. He had an almost fanatical devotion to Mike now. Mike was fairly sure there was nothing Hank would not do for him. Mike loved pushing his limits and Hank always told him when something made him uncomfortable, not to get Mike to stop but because he knew Mike loved to push those things even further. Hank was on the phone with Buzz Anton, the rookie quarterback he had mentored who looked like a young Greek god, green eyes, blond hair and a body almost as perfect as Hank’s, several times a day and during every game he took notes while watching on TV to share but the calls were not all business. From Hank’s tone and warm words there was a lot more going on than football advice. They talked for hours after Buzz almost single handedly won the championship game for his team. MVP and all “He’s kind of obsessed with me” Hank said in answer to Mike’s raised eyebrow after the call. “He told me he’s had a crush on me since my rookie year with the team, he used to beat off watching my ass during games apparently” Hank laughed “He's never come out but it’s an open secret to anyone who knows him. He can be an ok kid but most of the time he’s an arrogant prick to hide the immature little boy inside. He tried to get me into bed the first time we were alone and me turning him down made him try harder and now he thinks he’s in love with me. He hates you by the way” “Me?” Mike asked “I told him one of the reasons. The main one. I would not sleep with him was because you own and control me and that I was happy with that. I didn’t tell him you had infected me though” Hank replied “He doesn’t understand it all and thinks I am being taken advantage of” “You are and you love it” Mike laughed “This is true” Hank said with a smile and a look of devotion for Mike “He can be irritating and petulant but I’m stringing him along, keeping him interested, hinting that I could maybe have feelings for him while also telling him the only possible way to have me is with your permission” “Why would you do that? Do you want to be with him?” Mike asked “I don’t want to be with anyone you don’t tell me I want to be with” Hank said and meant it. “I’m doing it to manipulate him into a position where you can use his “love” for me to collect him as another trophy and get your virus into him” Mike just stared at him for a moment the rewarded him with the most brutal fuck he had ever given him. ********************************* Hey folks I'd love to hear your comments, feedback and suggestions. Let me know if you like where I'm going with Mike, Jeff and Hank

Not my strongest effort. I may have to break this off into another forum if the lady-folk get involved. Would you guy likes to read that? We left that afternoon noticing several pictures of Jason with another couple. WE dug a little deeper and found out they were a “throuple”, and Jason was fucking them both on a regular basis, and was part of a swingers group that met on a regular basis with mens outings. They often invited outsiders to play. We immediately volunteered. Our “seed” was getting planted deeper and deeper around town. After that Saturday afternoon with Jason. I found myself spending more time with Jason alone at the request of Amy. In reality, I did not mind, with him having an 8 inch cock and all and within a few weeks. The inevitable happened, he came down with the “fuck flu”. It was so hot to suck his cock and take his deadly seed while he was burning up with fever and shaking with the chills, but his sex drive was so strong. He just had to fuck one more load into me. I tried to assure him that he just had a bad case of the flu, but he insisted on going to the clinic on campus. Once he was there they gave him a full panel of test and within the hour. He was given the news he was poz. He took it rather well. He was told there was a rash of new cases with several strains. He had the dominant or parent one and he was asked for a list of his sexual partners. He glanced at me, and with a wink he told them he had several anonymous high-risk encounters and he was sure it was one of them. The doctor, a hot young intern, chided him a bit, but when no one was looking slipped us his card with a note that read, “I want to hear more about your ‘anon’ friends - call me”! I got hard right then and there in the ER with Jason shivering from the flu and this young doctor. h/e adjusted his cock through his khakis and I swear it looked huge. My mouth watered. He said he would be right back. He excused himself, said something to the nurse, winked at me as if telling me to follow him. So when he left the room, I excused myself to go to the bathroom. I followed the doctor into an empty room. He locked the door behind me. He put his hands on my shoulder, and I dropped to my knees on the hard floor. He fished out his stiff hard cock. I gobbled down his 9 inch monster cock while he talked dirty to me. “I bet you are the ‘anon” cock your friend got? Aren’t you” He emphasized by shoving his hard cock down my throat, making me gag a little. I gurgled an affirmative. He went on to tell me that they have had 12 cases with that strain in the last month alone. He grabbed the back of my head, shoved his cock down my throat, came like a horse and exclaimed “I want ITTTTTTT”. I cleaned his cock off for him. He told me to call him soon and set it up. I followed him back to the room where Jason was getting the lowdown of the latest HIV drugs, but the doctor rushed her out. He downplayed her little talk, and sent us on our way. He gave us a wink, and tossed the paperwork in the trash. Jason had a million questions as we walked back to his house. I called Amy and Andy to meet us at Jason's house. I tried to fill in the blanks, but wanted Amy to hit the broad strokes. Jason was agitated by the time we got to his house, but me sucking his tainted cock seemed to calm him down. He came like a rocket filling my eager mouth and he slept for a few hours before Amy and Andy got there. Jason recognized Amy right away and saw the resemblance tween the two siblings. “You”, he shouted at Amy “had this done to me?” “I…we, set you free” she carefully retorted. “How” Jason begged? Amy went on to explain he was free to fuck any person in the world now without thought, Her logic was sound. Though Amy herself was not poz herself yet she reminded us with a wink (another story another forum) Jason still feeling pretty sick, but horny as fuck from listening to Amy got naked and told me he anted to fuck me while Andy bred him as long as Amy watched. We all agreed. I was naked in a second and on my back with my legs in the air waiting for Jason’s big deadly stinger. He just spit on his cock and aimed it for my well fucked hole. Andy climbed behind Jason and with sweat wiped from Jason’s brow lubed his cock and piled drived Jason’s hole. Amy disappeared into the background. We fucked as a unit for nearly 20 minutes with Jason filling me with his tainted load and Andy filling Jason with his. We all laid there in a post-fuck glow. I could tell Jason was strategizing. “Penny for your thoughts?” I asked. “Just thinking who I want to go after first.” He replied. I told him about the interaction I had with the doctor and how Andy, Amy and I had eyes for the other two people in his throuple picture and his swinger group. He told us the swinger group had strict testing protocols and that he was likely out of the group now, but when Amy heard that. She took it as a challenge. She assured him she would get all four of us past the testing phase, “Now let’s call this doctor of yours.” she said with a sly grin. More to cum

Love out door sex. I have fond memories as a 20 something bent over the trunk of a car with my pants around my ankles getting fucked by a daddy with a thick cock. More recently I like going to the nude beach and giving blow jobs and swallowing loads under the sun. Would really like to get bred outside this summer.

After master filled my hole a few more times he brought both me and my father back down to the basement. It turned out that while biting my dads cock I bite through his PA. “I’m sorry daddy” I said as I fingered his now massive urethra. “Oh it’s okay baby it felt so good and I needed it to put me back in my place” dad said patting my head as master walked back. He gave me a normal IV to help with my fever and then got to work on my father. He stuck his pinky deep into my fathers piss hole illiciting moans from him. “Hmm I know just what to do with you.” He said deviously “ go put on some chaps and a jock faggot we’re going out”. “Now you be a good slut and wait here.” “Yes master” I said eagerly A few hours later master and my father returned home. When they walked down I was struck by my fathers now massive over inflated cock and balls. “How’d you like your daddy’s new silicone filled cock” master said to me as he slid two fingers in and out of my dads inflated piss hole. “It looks amazing master” I said as I leaned forward and slid my tongue into his new cock hole. “It is plus all the silicone numbs the feeling on the outside of his cock so he can jerk all day without cuming” master added as I tongue fucked my dads new hole. After a few minutes of this my father began rutting forward and I felt his cum shoot into my mouth. Apparently my fathers cock needed time to heal before he could fuck me so I was left alone in the basement again. After a few days the fever passed and master brought me the first two of many gifts to bring me into my new life. “This jock is your first and you will wear it unless I command otherwise, cum in it, piss in it, sweat in it, it will never be washed it serves as your first step to becoming a true man” he said as he slid the jock onto me. It felt tight but right. “This here is your second step. Now that your poz you need to look like a real man. You will spend at least 6 hours a day in the gym for the foreseeable future and get daily steroid injections to help you bulk.” With that he plunged the needle into my ass. Master gave me some booty shorts and a black tank top before taking me to the gym for the first time. It was a brutal workout and after 6 hours I was so exhausted. Master brought me into the locker room and as I stripped out of my sweaty clothes he simply pushed down on the small of my back. I quickly knelt over a bench as master began to pound into my hole as other gym goers walked by. “Can I get the next round” some man I had never met asked master “Of course he’ll take any load.” About three hours later I walked out of the gym in only a jock strap with fifteen strangers loads dripping from me. “That gym is all gay and almost exclusively poz, when you start going on your own soon you’ll need to remember to take at least five loads every time.” “Yes master” I said obediently When we got back to the house there was a large massage table set up in the living room with a stool next to it. “Alright faggot now time for you to be marked. Lay down on the table.” As I got on the table my father pulled my jockstrap off and removed my cage. “This chain is to show the world that you are owned.” Master said as he wrapped a thick chain around my neck and locked it with a padlock. He put the key with the others hanging from his chain. Master then motioned for my father to bring over a tray of everything needed for a tattoo. He began right above my cock with the standard biohazard. He put a small lock under it as well. He then flipped me over and put a fist on one of my butt cheeks and a pig on the other. He spread me open and tattooed another biohazard around my hole. Before giving me a tramp stamp which said all loads accepted. He gave me several more tattoos all of a sexual nature. I realized that all my fathers and masters tattoos were also about sex but I’d never noticed due to the hair. “That’s enough tattoos for now” he said as my dad took the tray away and brought back another. “Now time for your piercings.” He first grabbed hold of my flaccid cock and quickly pushed a needle through the urethra to give me my PA. Two nipple piercings follow, along with a septum piercing. Over the coming months, with the help of steroids I grew a thick coat of fur and built up a ton of muscle. I dropped out of college before it even started because I knew class would interfere with my breedings. I had not been empty of cum and drugs in who knows how long. Master and my father continued to introduce me to the wonders of gay sex. About one year after I arrived in New York I married master. I questioned how it was possible for him to have two husbands but he just said that the gimp he kept worked for the state and could pass some things through unnoticed. It was a beautiful ceremony as I was walked down the isle by my father who was wearing black jeans which showed off his massive bulge. I wore only a white thong that looked great on my now massive hairy frame. Master bred me infront of all our friends and then brought them up to bred me one by one. The final load coming from my father who was only able to come when master fucked him while he was in me. I love my new life having the best gay sex with my husbands and parents — thanks for all the positive feedback I think this’ll be the last part of the story for now though

Okay you can't just leave us hanging like that.... And so?

Same here. Never got sick from a belly full of sperm. It only makes me more hungry 🤤

Daily I touch my poz cock and realize i can change another's life with it

I would love to be pozzed while my wife watched and rubbed her clit furiously at the sight of her husband taking multiple poz loads! ...Hot story

My only regret is not taking loads when I was younger. Waiting so long was a mistake

My regret is not committing to being a whore sooner.

Part 2: Halloween Encounters Scott: The club was packed when they arrived at 11:00 PM. People were being turned away from the door but the bouncer let Michael walk by with a nod… and Scott and Viktor trailed in his wake. The rest of their little group - Greg and Tommy - were waiting when they came in. “Didn’t think you guys were going to show!” Greg shouted above the noise. Greg was no real beauty but was passably handsome in a blue collar sort of way. Scott had let Greg into the group a couple years ago during a spate of gay bashings. Always good to have someone around who looked like he could fight back. And Greg, who worked construction, definitely fit the bill. “I said you three were having a threesome to get the party started.” Tommy laughed. “Not fucking likely.” Scott said through gritted teeth, still annoyed at the wasted time on the seance, but no one heard him. If you looked in a gay dictionary for the word “twink” you would see a picture of Tommy. Tall but very thin and boyish, Tommy couldn’t be closeted if he wanted to… so instead he wore his gayness like a banner. He and Greg had dated briefly but Scott suspected he had hoped to “trade up” to Michael. Good luck. He was definitely not Michael’s type at all. “Hey guys!” Tommy said, pulling out his phone. “Everyone squeeze together. Let me get a picture.” Scott sighed and he saw Greg roll his eyes. But no one seemed to complain. Michael was only half paying attention, his eyes scanning the room. Looking for his next conquest most likely. “I’ll send you all a copy later. “ Tommy promised. Greg leaned close to Michael and Scott. “So what did keep you?” “Don’t ask.” Michael laughed. “I need a fucking drink.” He led the way to the bar and Greg bought the first round. The first round of many. Michael: Thirty minutes later and Michael found himself leaning against a column fighting with a growing sense of frustration. The music was great. The club filled with hot, sweaty, horny men. Men undulating to the music. Grinding their bodies together. He had a nice buzz from the alcohol. Tonight, however, something seemed… off. Different. Somehow. It a way he couldn’t quite put his finger on. The crowd’s eyes seemed to slide right past him. Even his friends had wandered off. Greg and Tommy were all but screwing on the dance floor. Viktor was out there as well… dancing with a different man every song. Even Scott… poor little Scott who had followed him like a puppy since they were 15… had wandered off. He was alone. Alone in a crowd of gay men. This was not something that Michael was used to… or that he liked. And worse. He was horny. He wanted to find an ass to fuck. His cock had been hard, frustratingly hard, for an hour. He had made no real effort to hide it but the even his 10 straining inches weren’t drawing a second glance. “Hey.” A voice said behind him, close enough to almost whisper in his ear but shouting to be heard over the noise. Michael turned around, startled. He hadn’t noticed or heard the man come up behind him. Was there something familiar about his face? Didn’t really matter though, this guy was nowhere near Michael’s league. He was older — at least in this mid to late 30’s. His body was thin and untoned… but with a bulging belly. His hair was mostly grey and dishevelled, his face covered with a beard, thick and unkempt. It was his face that revolted Michael the most: gaunt, skin pale, eyes sunken. He looked sick. He may have been a looker once but that had clearly faded. Not Michael’s type at all. “Fuck dude. You shouldn’t come up behind me like that.” Michael had to shout a bit over the music and noise. “Sorry buddy. You just looked lonely so I thought I could come keep you company.” “Excuse me?” Michael wanted a fuck but this guy definitely wasn’t it. “Come on, baby. I’ve got something that will put a smile on your face.” The sickly man casually groped his himself through his too-tight jeans. “You will definitely smile when I get this inside you.” Michael laughed in his face. “You are barking up the wrong tree. I don’t get fucked. I’m a top.” “Oh please… with an ass like that? Your ass was clearly made for fucking.” “Not happening. Besides. I don’t do pity fucks. Look at yourself, man. You look like a fucking corpse. I wouldn’t even let you suck my dick.” “Well fuck you, man. I was just trying to cheer you up. Go home alone and whack yourself off while looking in the mirror.” The stranger turned and disappeared into the crowd. Great. Another annoyance on an already miserable night. Michael turned back to the dance floor to see Scott approaching with a couple more drinks. Scott: “What was that?” Scott asked as he approached. “Some asshole wanted to fuck me. Can you believe that shit?” Scott laughed. “What? Didn’t he know who you were? Must be from out of town. Was he at least hot? I couldn’t really see him.” “Not hot at all. Looked kind of sick actually…. like some kind of AIDS victim. It’s strange but I’m sure I’ve seen him somewhere before.” Scott shrugged and handed Michael a drink. There didn’t seem to be much point in talking with all the noise. Viktor: There were no quiet corners in this club but Viktor retreated to the most out of the way spot he could find. He was shaking a bit. He had seen the sickly man and watched him approach Michael. It was clear that Michael had not recognised that face. But Viktor had. This was unexpected. The truth was he hadn’t known quite what to expect when he set this in motion. But he certainly had not expected this. Viktor’s eyes scanned the crowd, looking for that face. Nothing. He needed a better vantage point to look… and to keep an eye on Michael. He kept losing Michael in the crowd, even though the blond wasn’t moving. It was like the eyes just slid off him. The club had a balcony that over looked the main dance floor. It was a cruisy area, and an area where guys would go who wanted to fool around without leaving the club. Viktor had sucked and been sucked off up there before. He wasn’t interested in that tonight… but it would be the best place to keep an eye on what was going on. He took a deep breath and pushed through the crowd. Michael: Midnight came. And went. Michael had tried to make eye contact with a couple really hot guys. Nothing. He might as well be sitting home alone. His cock was so hard it felt like it would break off. He couldn’t remember being so horny. HIs mind was filled with images of bending one of these hot guys over and burying his dick in them. But not a single one of them was looking his way. Scott was nearby talking to a guy that Michael recognised as David, one of the personal trainers at the local gym in Boystown. David was tall, muscular, lean… maybe just a bit overbuilt in the chest and arms for Michael’s taste, brown hair cut very short on the sides. They had flirted a bit but David was, like Michael, a top and it had never gone anywhere. Michael’s eyes settled on Scott. His buddy did have an amazing body. For the first time in years he considered crossing the line. What would it be like to get balls deep in Scott’s hole? No. He shouldn’t… he couldn’t… fuck Scott. But that ass was looking really inviting tonight. Greg and Tommy had returned from the dance floor. They were both drunk and the atmosphere was getting the best of them. Glen’s hands caressed Tommy’s perky ass and Tommy was cuddling up to his rough looking ex. There was little doubt that they would be going home together tonight. Wouldn’t be the first time, probably wouldn’t be the last. Of Viktor, there was no sign. Michael could only assume he had gone home with someone. Shit. He had no real interest in Viktor at this point but that hot hole would feel good wrapped around his dick right now. Hell, any hot hole would feel good. Michael’s eyes panned the crowd. Fuck. Not a single pair of eyes was so much as looking his direction. Then… eye contact! The man smiled and raised a glass in salute. Michael gave the barest of smiles back. The man stood and started walking closer. The man was handsome — but at the same time somehow nondescript. Definitely on the wrong side of 30…. possibly approaching 40. Even at this distance, Michael could see grey hair on the man’s temples. On a normal night, Michael wouldn’t have given him the time of day… but this was not a normal night. The guy did have a nice body.. and he was a hell of a lot hotter than the freak who had come up behind him earlier. Michael toyed with the idea. But no. Not with Scott, Greg, and Tommy nearby… not to mention David. There was no way he was letting his friends see him hook up with someone below his usual standards. He broke eye contact and looked back towards Scott. But Scott was otherwise occupied. His chest was pressed tight against David. The personal trainer’s tongue was probing into Scott’s mouth. And Scott certainly wasn’t protesting… his eyes were closed and he had “the look”. Michael had seen that look on a lot of bottoms - and plenty of so-called versatile guys like Scott. It was almost always there, although they tried to hide it. On a night like tonight - more than a few drinks, a club practically raining in sweat, testosterone, and sex - the look would come out. Michael could almost feel Scott’s hole twitch from here. Tommy wouldn’t be the only one getting fucked tonight. He looked back towards the man who had been approaching. Gone. Disappeared back into the crowd. Shit. Viktor: Viktor watched the scene from the balcony. Couldn’t anyone else see what he could see? The man who had stepped from shadows into a crowded bar. A man from whom light itself seemed to bend away. He had seen the stranger catch Michael’s eyes. He had seen the moment between them come. And go. He had seen the man take a single step back when Michael looked away. And then he had simply been gone. And no one had noticed. Other than Michael and himself, he wasn’t sure that anyone had seen the stranger. The lights above him flickered and the room seemed a little darker. A chill ran down his spine. Something was near. Behind him. He turned. Two men stood a few steps away, leaning again the wall, watching him. Two men. The stranger who came from and returned to shadows. And the sick man. The sounds of the club seemed to go quiet. The mass of men around him slowed. Then stopped. As if time itself stood still. As if someone had hit pause on a movie. “Viktor Lupei.” The stranger said. With everything stopped, frozen, around them he spoke in a quiet voice. “You know who I am?” “Y-yes.” Viktor’s mouth felt very dry. “My Nana called you Zburător.” “I am known by many names but that is an old one. Perhaps ‘Sebastian’ would sound better in this modern age.” He paused a gestured towards the sickly looking man. “And you know my companion don’t you.” “Yes. I recognised him earlier.” “Good.” Sebastian stepped up to the balcony and looked down at Michael, frozen in time like the rest of the club. “I have set things in motion per our bargain. Now let us agree on the payment.” Viktor nodded. A bead of sweat dripping down his back, making him shiver. “Three times I will exact a price. Once to seal the bargain. The second when he who treats you with contempt is at your mercy. And the third after a heart is broken beyond hope. Those are the terms. Do you accept?” “I accept.” Viktor replied with only a moments hesitation. “Very well.” Sebastian said, not turning away from the balcony. “My companion will claim the first payment, to seal our bargain, on my behalf.” Viktor turned to the sickly man. The grungy grey hair and beard. The pallid skin. The lesion, hard and brown, on his forearm. The swollen, flabby belly. The lips, dry and swollen, formed into a lecherous smile. The sunken eyes now looked at him the way a hawk looks at it’s prey. Viktor had no doubt the payment that was demanded. “But he is sick!” The sickly man laughed. “That’s right boy. I am sick. I have AIDS. A very resistant strain.” “And…” Sebastian interrupted, “he will give it to you. I will make sure it takes. That is the first price. This is your last chance to turn back. Do you want your vengeance or is your pride worth nothing?” Viktor’s heart was racing. He could feel the pounding in his ears. He was a model for Christ’s sake. He could have any man he wanted. Well… almost any man. Was revenge against one man worth this price? He looked down from the balcony to Michael. To that beautiful man. Who had used him, fucked him, then discarded him like nothing. Who had relegated him to a mere background player. “I… I…” Viktor stammered. He paused. Calmed his breathing. “I will pay the price.” The sickly man put a hand on a shoulder and guided him to a corner. His lips found Viktor’s mouth. His tongue parted Viktor’s lips and slipped inside. The rough beard scratched at the model’s face. His breath bitter and foul. Viktor wanted to gag. The hands sliding down the Romanian’s back and cupping his ass, fondling it, squeezing it. Their bodies pressed together. Viktor could feel the sickly man’s cock - very long, very thick, very hard - straining in the other man’s jeans. The sickly man pushed Viktor back slightly. Breaking their kiss. “Drop your pants.” “What… here?| “That’s right.” The sickly man whispered. “Right here. in public.” Viktor looked around. The crowd was still silent, unmoving, oblivious, frozen in time. He loosed his belt and unbuttoned his jeans. Slid them down over his thighs. His uncut cock hung limp over his ball sack. “Turn around.” The sickly man ordered. “Oh yeah… that is a pretty ass, boy. I’m going to enjoy wrecking it.” A hard slap on Viktor’s butt brought a gasp. The sickly man chuckled then roughly pushed Viktor’s shoulders forward. Bending him over, raising his ass into position. The Romanian’s cheeks parted slightly, giving a tantalising glimpse of his hole. A finger poked at the opening. Impatient. Pushing inside. Sharp nails. Digging. Scratching. A second finger. A third. Finally the fingers slipped away. “Brace yourself against the wall. Keep that position until I tell you otherwise.” VIktor obeyed. The sickly man made a hacking sound in his throat and Viktor felt a gob of spit land on his hole. “That’s your lube.” Viktor felt the hard dick pressing against his hole. He took a deep breath, relaxing his body. His sphincter. The sickly man slammed forward without further warning. His big head ripping through Viktor’s puckered hole. A single unyielding thrust. Pushing half of his shaft inside the model’s body. Viktor screamed. He loved getting fucked. But not like this. Oh fuck! This hurt. The cock forced it’s way deeper. Inch by inch. Hard, merciless thrusts. Stretching the hole. Preparing it for its breeding. Balls deep. All the way out. Slamming all the way back inside. This was not making love. Or even sex. This was fucking. Raw primal fucking fuelled by hate and contempt. Viktor became aware of sounds. Music. Voices. Quiet at first but growing. Movement. The men around him stirring. Slow motion at first. But then more and more normally. Oh fuck! Everyone would see him! Sebastian stood next to him. A smile on his lips. Cruel. Mocking. Viktor dropped his head hiding his face. “Shit… look at that dude getting fucked!” He heard someone shout, as if over load music although the music still sounded faint and distant. “That guy looks sick. Is he wearing a condom?” “What a fucking slut.” “I know him! He’s a model… I took some headshots for him.“ And then the music was back to normal… too loud to hear the voices. A crowd was forming around them. Hands touching him. Fingers around his chin. Pulling his head up to see his face. Phones out around him. Snapping pictures. Recording videos. The crowd was surrounding them. Making sure security couldn’t see what was going on, couldn’t stop it. Some of the guys had pulled out their own dicks. Stroking as they watched his breeding. The thrusting in his ass was speeding up. The big cock in his hole swelling. The sick man’s hands on his hips. He couldn’t hear the man but he was sure the man was grunting. Swearing. And then he felt it. He felt the dick in his ass spasm. Erupt. Flood his ass. With cum. With toxic cum. It filled his hole. The cock in his hole still hard. Still moving. Not done. Thrusting again now. Faster. Cum dripped from Viktor’s hole, dripping down his legs. The sickly man was no more patient the second time. The thrusting, if anything, more insistent. Pushing that toxic seed deeper. Working it into the Viktor’s ass. Into the cuts from the fingers and the tears from the first brutal fuck. Viktor’s hole on fire. Like all the skin inside his chute had been ripped off. Pain radiating up his spine. Despite himself, the Romanian’s cock had grown hard. Throbbing as it bounced between his thighs. He wanted to stroke himself but had to keep both hands on the wall to keep himself supported. His body tightening. Clenching. His fingers clawing at the wall… …And then his cock convulsed. A wave of pleasure cutting across the pain. Mingling with it. Cum flying from his cock as it bounced. Slimy cum everywhere. The convulsing model’s body was too much for the sickly man. His fingers dug into Viktor’s hips as if trying to break them. His cock again swelling. Erupting. Flooding. Seeding. Breeding. The thrusting slowed. Stopped. The gaunt body sank onto Viktor’s back, holding him in place. Sweat dripped from the pale, wasted chest. Quickly coating Viktor’s back. The smell of the man filling Viktor’s senses. Viktor felt fingernails caressing his butt, drawing lines up onto his back and spine. He turned around. Zburător - Sebastian he corrected himself - stood at his side staring intently. Staring as if he could see through VIktor’s aching body. As if watching something happening inside. Or guiding it. Then Sebastian smiled triumphantly. He spoke in Viktor’s ear. He didn't shout or raise his voice but it carried even over the loud noise of the club. “It is done. His virus has entered your blood. Even now it is taking hold, infecting it’s first cells, changing them to produce replicas of itself. The first payment has been made. It is begun, but now I have other business to attend to.” Then he was gone. The sickly man’s cock softened and slid away. Viktor felt cum dripping from his well used hole. The sickly man gave him a final glance. The face so familiar and yet so alien. Cold. Humourless. Triumphant. And then he disappeared into the crowd. Viktor stood. Pulling his jeans up and fastening them. They were damp from dripping cum and blood. He tried not to look at the crowd around him. All watching him. Their eyes full of contempt and pity. If he could have done so, Viktor would have wept. But instead he felt nothing. Numb. Emotionless. Empty.