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Mike had been holding Jeff. A lot. Ever since the kidnapping attempt a week ago Mike had stayed close to him and held him at every opportunity. Mike told himself that he was comforting Jeff and helping him feel safe and secure but inside he knew the he himself needed the solid reassurance of Jeff in his arms to banish the fear and the nightmares. They had tried to take his Jeff! It brought back into focus what was truly important in his life. Jeff for his part was perfectly happy with it. He knew Mike needed to hold him and truth be told he did need the reassurance of Mike’s arms. He had nightmares of his own. Something open and trusting in him had died that day. The only good thing that had come of it was that he and Mike were closer than ever. Jeff could not say they had been drifting apart. They had so many people to love in the family that they had started forgetting to let the other know who would always come first. They always acted that way but sometimes you need to heat it. Mike had a newly found brother who was also a lover and they connected on a level no one else could understand. Jeff loved John just as much as Mike did but they both forgot to remind the other that they loved each other more. Then there was the newly married Hank and Buzz while the loved each other both had a deep seeded need to please Mike and get his approval and both adored and worshiped Jeff. Jeff recalled the time three weeks before their wedding that had been one of the few times Hank and Buzz together did something that displeased Mike and Jeff so much that they had come up with a punishment that they would never forget. They had gone on a quick 3 day trip to a secluded seaside chalet where they had no cellphone service and each had assumed the other had told Mike and Jeff. By the end of the first day of them not answering their phone Mike and Jeff had been in a panic. They had a standing order that each was to check in daily and review things with Mike so he could make decisions for them. It was part of the deal. When two days later the guilty pair came driving up and casually walking in Jeff discovered just how much like his mother in full high drama mode he could sound. Every excuse was turned into further insult and shouts of “Irresponsible! Do you know how worried I was? I thought you were lying dead in a ditch somewhere!” rang through the house. He managed to keep himself from repeating the final line though “Just wait til; I tell your father!” never passed his lips. Their authority figured already knew and he smoldered “Your moth… err…. Jeff has not slept a wink for three days! You two will march up to your room where you will sit quietly and THINK about what you did while Jeff and I consider what to do about this. Go! Now!” Jeff was not the only one who could sound like his mother and Mike’s mother was just as good at high drama. The two massive football players looked at each other then at Mike and Jeff and in unison said “Yes Daddy” and meekly marched up the stairs to their room looking ashamed and followed by Jeff's shout of “And keep your hands off each other! This is a punishment not an invitation to play touch and tickle!” It took them hours to calm down and longer for Jeff to convince Mike that flogging would leave scars. The punishment the came up with was so evil and twisted that Jeff was sure neither of the guilty pair would ever set a toe close to that particular line again. Mike and Jeff had been invited to be Grand Masters at a Pride parade in the home town of Buzz and Hank’s biggest division rivals. The spectators were shocked to see Buzz and Hank. Two very recognizable faces who were not well liked as they had knocked the home team here out of the playoffs last year, kneeling in boots, a harness and very brief leather shorts in front of Jeff and Mike on the very first float in the parade. Each had a dog collar around their necks with a leash running to holders on Mike and Jeff’s wrists. The only other thing they were wearing was a ball gag stuffed in their mouths. The spectators loved it. When the parade ended outside the city’s famous 100 year old bath house Mike and Jeff marched them up the steps and into the large pool area where two slings had been set up. Hank and Buzz were strapped in and bound tightly their legs in the air and a queue lined up to take a crack at them Mike and Jeff monitoring and making sure there were no shenanigans. One guy caught Jeff’s attention. Taller and thinner than Mike in full leathers with a cock almost as big he was covered in tattoos including a prominent biohazard tattoo on his stomach looked questionably at Mike who nodded and the guy stepped between Buzz’s legs and slid in bare. He looked like an evil spider with his long thin limbs wrapped around the healthy star quarterback pumping his shat in and out of that muscle ass shuddering as he groaned and shot toxic cum into the already infected ass slapping Buzz’s cheek hard as he yanked out and rested a while before returning to do the same to Hank. They each took about 15 loads of the rival team’s fan's cum. Both of them seething but not willing to make the slightest protest. Mike and Jeff had ordered them not to protest. When they were finally let up Mike shoved plugs up their asses and told them their night was not over yet Returning to their hotel suite, Mike sent the two into the smaller bedroom and waited. A few minutes later there was a knock on the door. Jeff let in two huge men. Both defensive linemen from the local team who had complained loudly and publicly when they lost. "You know the deal" Jeff said and the flipped a coin to see which one would get fucked by Jeff and which straight muscle cherry Mike would bust. They were wiling to get bred for a chance at a revenge fuck on Hank and Buzz the one getting bred by Mike would get Buzz. The two bent over offering their asses to a breeding that would give them far more than they bargained for. Jeff and Mike were not gentle even though these two were both virgins. They did use lube to speed the process up. Jeff rammed in balls deep in one stroke causing a squeal Mike took a bit longer because of his size but when he rammed the rest of his shaft in a bellow like a bull who had just stepped on his own balls echoed through the suite. Mike and Jeff just pounded the two intent on cumming as fast as the could not giving a fuck how the two under them felt about it. The each came in about five minutes. The thought of pozzing these two assholes speeding the process as they loaded the unsuspecting athletes with HIV tainted cum. “Ok you two can come out now” Mike called, Buzz and Hank coming into the room and glaring at the two rival players waiting for them. Buzz’s mouth opened and Mike snapped “Not a word! Now you two come over and show these two a good time, Make sure they get off in your asses. You can start by kneeling and sucking their cocks” Both red faced and walking like they had a broomstick up their ass they crossed the room and knelt. “Yeah pretty boy come wrap your lips around this big cock. I bet you been wanting it for years” The one said to Buck as he grabbed his hair and forcefully fucked his mouth. The sound of Hank and Buck gagging filled the room for a few moments then they were bent over chairs, their plugs pulled out and the rival players mounted them, rammed in and rutted in their nasty cum filled asses before adding one more load to each. Once the two jerks got dressed and left Jeff looked at the two thoroughly used jocks and placing one hand on his hip shook a finger in their faces. “Now! I hope you two have learned your lesson! You will always let Mike or I know when you are going to be out of contact!” “Yes Mommy” they said in unison identical fond smiles on their faces. Jeff’s eyes narrowed but Mike just started to laugh. ****************** comments and suggestions welcome!

“Now let’s call this doctor of yours.” she said with a sly grin. More to cum Amy ordered me to call the doctor and invite him over to Jason’s house as soon as he could be there. She was already cooking up a way to get our test results fixed to get us into the Swinger’s Party on campus. I called the Doc and he told me the best he could be there was midnight. We all agreed we’d be there, but Amy was going to be elsewhere. Jason and Andy paired off in the master bedroom leaving me alone with Amy. I tried to get hard for her, but it was useless. I was a “faggot bottom” now as she called me. We were right across from the campus, and she knew there was a cruisy restroom just a few hundred feet from Jason’s front door. She gave me the location and demanded that I go suck some cock and more if they were willing. I agreed and out the door I went. I still had about 5 hours before Doc would be at Jason’s. I walked across the street and into the empty admin building, down the stairs to the bathroom that Amy told me was a cruisy restroom. I pushed open the first door the creaked loudly and then slammed shut behind me. The second was just as heavy and creaked twice as loud, but I still saw feet scrambling from understalls and at the urinals. There had to be at least 8 guys in the bathroom. I had never been in this bathroom. It was absolutely massive. It had 6 urinals and 5 stalls with one of them being a huge handicap stall. I noticed all of the stalls were taken, and there were two sets of feet in the handicap stall. Plus, there were 3 guys lingering at the urinals. I moved to wash my hands at the sinks. I caught one of the boys staring at me. I made eye contact with him and gave him a wink in the mirror. With that signal, he took a step back from the urinal and showed me his hard cock. I reached out and wrapped my hand around his stiff member. He was huge thick 9 inches. I bent at the waist and swallowed his huge cock. I soon fell to my knees. I soon felt the presence of another cock. I pulled back and another cock was pushed into my face. This one was smaller, but still a heavy 7inch rod. From the handicap stall, I could hear the tell-tale signs of someone being fucked. I pulled my shorts down baring my ass with just my jock on while I sucked the 7incher. I felt someone spit on my hole, not that it was needed as I still had Jason’s tainted cream in me. Whoever it was he had a huge cock he sank his thick cock in me as I flipped from the 7 to the 9 in my mouth. I couldn’t see, but I could tell the whole bathroom had paired off into a suck or fuck fest in a matter of minutes. My goal was to get at least two to follow me back to Jason’s so Jason and Andy could breed them. It wasn’t my place to do that. I was bait. I had my eyes on that huge 9inch cock fella and maybe the guy fucking me as well. Before I could complete my thought, the outer door creaked open. Everyone almost instantly snapped to attention. I quickly pulled my shorts up and took my place at an empty urinal. Just as the outer door slammed shut the inner door burst open and in stepped two campus cops. They both stepped up to the sinks to wash their hands, and as if on cue we all filed out of the bathroom. Knowing our fun was over. All in all 12 guys filed out of the bathroom, some went one and some the other while the cops just took their time in the bathroom. Luckily for me, the kid fucking my ass, the 9insher and the 7incher all walked the same way. I caught up with them albeit I was walking a little funny. I asked them if they were up for more fun in a more private setting. They all gave me a resounding yes. I told them to follow me. Within minutes, we were back at Jason’s front door. I ushered my 3 guests into Jason’s living room to Jason sucking the doctor, who got off early, and the doctor was sucking Andy. Within in seconds the whole room was naked and I was back in the same position. Taking the huge cock back in my ass while I was on my hands and knees sucking the 7 and 9. I just realized. I never got their names, Andy moved over to me and pushed his 8inch cock into the mix right next to the 9inch boy. He let his hands move over the boys body tweaking his nips which led to a deep moan from the boy. He let his hands wander to his ass, then he moved to his body kissing and sucking his exposed skin, licking and sucking his nips while starting to finger his ass. The boy whispered,”I am a top?” Andy assured him that he knew that he was, but gently lapped at his tender hole with his tongue. The boy let out a loud crude moan and filled my mouth with so much precum that I thought he came. Jason meanwhile, looking a whole more healthier than he did just hours ago was doing the same thing to the 7incher and doc was doing his best to turn the kid fucking me. I wondered who would hit pay dirt first. Andy had his bend over the couch cushions moaning so load that I thought Andy was already fucking him, but all he had was 3 fingers and his mouth on his ass. Jason had his on the floor legs up and was tonguing his ass while the boy slowly jerked his cock. Doc was behind his soon to be bottom with a bottle of poppers held up to this nose and doc’s 9inch cock poised to slip into his ass. The boy was still fucking me with slow deliberate thrusts, but each time he went back he began to impale himself on doc’s hard missile. His eyes went wide when Doc’s hard cock slid home. The boy yelped in pain and moaned in pleasure as Doc held him in place then let him go allowing the boy to fuck himself on Doc’s cock as he fucked me. Soon the boy was fucking himself on Doc’s cock to fuck my bug-filled bum. HE bit my back in anger at himself as he slowly deflowered himself willingly on Doc’s massive member. He was going to be the only one losing his cherry that night. Little did any of them know what cherries they were going to lose that night. More to cum Love the feedback Joey

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.

Oh fuck! I connected with a guy the night he got out of prison. He’d been gone seven years. I didn’t realise until we took our first break and were setting up second shots that he just got out; that man was a beast in bed.

this. the more i did it the more addicted i got to raw is law but as free and easy as i am w it now, nothing can replace the thrill of playing russian roulette w dick - not knowing which one would have the bullet it's a weird trauma kink id love to eradicate hiv so we can all fuck bare like we were meant to but sometimes in a disturbed way i think "these poor younger guys, they'll never know the thrill of truely dangerous sex at a time when society despised you as a pervert"

Love a nice good midday spontaneous breeding session with a couple. I was finishing up a meeting and opened the apps to see what's around and was hit by a profile of a couple, 35 + 37, nice pics, looked updates and obviously they keep themselves fit (one is a swimmer like me the other is into CrossFit) got to their apartment, was greeted by both at the door and they were already naked so it was only polite of me to join them so I stripped and we immediately started making out. kissing, groping, hands touching everywhere, the both reached my hole together fingered me, wanting to feel the loads I had in me. thats when we moved to the bedroom and I was layed on the bed with my head on the edge, prepped for a throat fuck! they were both around 7-8 inches and nicely thick so it was going to be a fun session! the one started fucking my mouth and the other went to eat my ass a bit before lifting my legs and shoving his dick all the way in, I was groaning with pleasure around the dick in my mouth and his partner took the hint and started going to town on my ass. they didn't want to cum so they switched and I was tasting my ass juices and some of my partners cum while the other slammed fuck me. it lastet about 15 minutes like that before he dumped his load in my hole, pulled out and switched so his partner can load me up too and soon after I was rewarded by a lovely load. we were making out on the bed for a bit and I was cleaning both of them (I love ass to mouth!) and they both got hard again, I rose myself and started riding one of them while the other got up and gave me his dick to suck. they said the second load is going to take some more time if I had it and I just squeezed the cock in my hole to indicate I am game. After a while of switching between who's fucking me and who's dick I am sucking I pulled the dick out of my mouth and asked if he wanted to join his partner. at first he didn't understand what I meant but after a moment he got it and he moved behind me and started shoving his dick next to his partner. I fucking love this feeling of being filled!!! They found a good rhythm and I guess my tight hole filled by both of them got them going and they soon started cumming in me together adding 2 fresh loads to my hungry hole. After I finished cleaning their cocks again I had to leave for another call but thanked them and promised to visit again.

My boyfriend and I scored an invite to this huge New Year’s Eve bash thrown by a gay couple in their late-forties/early-fifties. They had lots of money and used it to get beautiful, athletic college men to come over and get unbelievably drunk and high—guests at these parties are almost always in a fraternity and/or play a varsity sport. We thought we might get invited at some point—he’s in a fraternity and I made varsity swim team my first year—but guys typically did not start getting invited until their junior or senior year. So we were quite surprised when one of his fraternity brothers handed us both invites; we were just as surprised to learn that he was going with his roommate. They were both seniors and unbelievably hot. He was an all-american jock-type—captain of the lacrosse team, honor roll, that type; his roommate was on the wrestling team and had that perfect ass wrestlers get, which he loved to show off at any opportunity. “Congrats, boys. Now you get to play with the men—though I wonder if it might be the other way around.” He grabbed my ass as he said the last part, and gave me a wink as he walked away. The night of the party, we rode in the lacrosse stud’s SUV through the foothills outside Boulder. When we finally reached the house, it did not disappoint. It was this amazing glass structure with views of the front range from almost every room. And the party was unbelievable. Several hundred of the most beautiful college-aged men I’d ever seen were wandering through the house in various states of undress. We were offered drinks—and pills and lines—as soon as we walked in the door. I’ve always been a bit wary of any drug other than alcohol, so I was only drinking. But my bf and his frat brothers were happy to take anything that sounded fun. We lost his frat brothers for a while but eventually found them kissing by the pool wearing nothing but speedos. At first they were just casually making out but it quickly became very intense—and hot—with the roommate blowing the lacrosse team captain for a good fifteen minutes before stopping to say, “Take me home and fuck me, baby.” “How can I deny such a fucking stud?” the lacrosse captain said as he pushed his roommate—though it was probably more accurate to say his boyfriend or at least live-in fuck buddy—back down on his hard cock. He asked if were ready to leave, but it was only half past midnight and we wanted to stay bit longer. “I totally understand guys; let me find the hosts so we can figure this out.” He pulled out of his bud’s mouth and tried to stuff his very big dick into what was now a too small pair of speedos. He was back pretty quickly with the older of the hosts—a muscle-daddy type in his early fifties with dark hair just starting to turn gray and piercing blue eyes. “So you two don’t want to leave? I don’t blame you. I’m not sure anyone else is heading in your direction, but there’s an extra bedroom you can use.” As soon as we agreed to stay in the spare room, the two studs left to go back to the frat. “Apparently, they really wanted to fuck.” I said to the host. To which he responded, “Do you blame them?” which made us both laugh. Something my bf had taken was clearly kicking in—he was having trouble focusing and sweat was just pouring out of him. “Let’s find that room for you—I think he’s going to need somewhere to pass out before too long.” The host and I made small talk as we wandered through the party—he was incredibly charming and a bit flirtatious. He kept dropping hints that he would be happy to fill in for my boyfriend tonight since by this point we had to prop him up. The bedroom that he thought we could use already had guests in it—about a dozen guys watching as three boys were being fucked side by side at the end of the bed. When one of the tops shot their load another guy in the room would immediately take his place. “Looks like this room won’t work, but I can’t say that I’m sorry. This is one of the hottest scenes we’ve had at these parties—it would be wrong to stop it.” We stood in the doorway for a minute or so watching. The host was transfixed by the boy getting fucked in the center, who looked very young—almost too young. And he was getting fucked harder than the other two boys by a bigger dick—all the while begging for more. “How can he be asking for more and harder?” I asked quite incredulously. The host turned from the doorway stating simply, “Because he’s unfathomably high on t and g right now.” “That was our only unoccupied guest bedroom. We could see if anyone was willing to drive you down to Boulder, though I don’t think anyone that is still here would be sober enough to drive for some time. It might be possible to call a cab, but probably not on New Year’s Eve. Hmm… Well, we do have a couple of twin beds in our master bedroom that are not being used at the moment, though you may find it strange to sleep in them.” I must have had a very confused look on my face because he quickly explained they were for their two houseboys to store their clothing and supplies as well as to use as a place to sleep when for whatever reason they did not sleep in the big bed with the two of them. The host led us to a very nondescript door that turned out to be an elevator that would only activate with a 10 digit code. When the elevator doors opened we stepped into a very large, open space that almost had a warehouse feel to it. Except that instead of concrete walls it was all glass—somehow making it feel like the space was floating and that we were completely exposed to the world around us. The only actual walls on the entire floor were in the center near where the elevator opened up. As we walked around the space, it became clear that it had been designed for them as a space to live and work while also serving as one big sex playroom. We stopped by a fully stocked bar so he could get us drinks—but the whole area around the bar looked and felt like a sleazy leather bar. There was an area with slings and another with a couch facing a huge tv screen. Their bed was along one of the walls and was enormous—you could have easily fit six people in it. Somehow on each side of the elaborate bed frame there was a semi-private alcove with a twin mattress and shelves filled with clothing and supplies for fucking and playing—lubes, gear, underwear, clothing, dildos, and many things that I could not even imagine how one would be able to use during sex. “Ah, I told you it might be strange. Some of the more unusual toys and gears are on the other side, so let’s take your boyfriend there to sleep off whatever he took. And my husband loves frat boys so a naked one passed out in his bed is a nice way to start off the year.” He gave me a quick wink and threw my boyfriend over his shoulders in a fireman’s carry, which kind of turned me on. I followed him to the other side where the shelves were covered in leather and rubber gear, ropes and other restraints, and a bunch of other very specific looking equipment. “A lot of this is for piss play,” the host mentioned with an odd smile as he quickly stripped everything off my boyfriend and laid him ass up on the small bed in the space. “Very hot ass—you have excellent taste, boy.” I was a bit startled—but also turned on—when he called me “boy,” but I didn’t have much time to think about it before he was leading me back to other side of the bed. I was starting to feel really tired and had to fight to keep my eyes open. “I think I’m ready to get some sleep, if that’s okay.” I said before drifting off. When I woke up a few hours later, it was to the feeling of being fucked slowly and deeply by a very thick cock—stretching my hole to its limits. I had no idea who was fucking me and didn’t really remember where I was, so I started to look around a bit to see if I recognized anything. “Ah, my hot little boy is finally awake. Daddy’s been waiting for you—I think I gave you a bit too much g. You’ve been out for a few hours, but I couldn’t resist your ass.” It all came rushing back to me—the New Year’s Party at the two older guys house. Somehow I ended up in bed with one of them—but where was my boyfriend? I realized I could see everything because of mirrors on the ceiling and in the headboard, so I finally saw that it was the same muscle daddy from earlier who was fucking me now. I could see his partner having some fun on the other side of the bed, but wasn’t able to really concentrate on him or anything else because my ass was suddenly being pounded much harder and faster. It was starting to be too much when he went back to his long, slow strokes and whispered in my ear, “You have an amazing ass, boy—one that daddy needs to spend some time getting to know. I loved sliding inside you while you were passed out. I can’t wait to do it again and again and again.” He started to really pound me as he talked about knocking me out and fucking me over and over, causing me to start moaning and panting. And then he stopped just as abruptly as he started and pulled completely out of me. “I think it’s time we got you really fucked up, boy…”

One of my most exciting moment was on a trail at a park by my place. Got fucked over a downed tree and got all messy being naked bent over it. It was exciting knowingly some guys were watching when they passed by. Plus the police were also around. But luckily did not catch us. He finished filling me and I felt a tug and got pushed into the mud as a passer by guy joined the fun. He fucked me rough as my face was pushed in the dirt as he pumped away. When he finished he left fast and never saw him don't know age or color but it was fun. I was so muddy and dirty from head to toes when I got back to my car.

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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.

We were at my wife’s parent’s for the Easter long weekend. Late Sunday afternoon I had foolishly drank two cups of ‘full test’ coffee. I was so bored with the conversation I knew I needed to do something or I’d have fallen asleep. Her parents really didn’t like me so an afternoon nap was not an option. By 11 p.m. everyone had gone to bed and was sound asleep. My wife was breathing deeply, she was dead to the world. The last thing my eyes wanted to do was close and for the past half hour I had failed to convince them otherwise. I stopped fighting them and quietly got up grabbing my jeans and t shirt. I sleep naked but figured it would be safe to get downstairs before pulling these clothes on. As I suspected their was no one around so I went to the liquor cabinet and poured myself a couple fingers of scotch. I stood at the front window sipping away and taking in the empty cul-de-sac. The booze quickly warmed me throughout and gave me a bit of a buzz. I pulled on the jeans and my sandals, threw the t over my shoulder and set out for a bit of a walk. It was unseasonably warm. The night air felt great on my bare chest and shoulders. My spirits soared as I walked and I began to regret that I hadn’t brought along another stiff drink to celebrate this feeling of freedom. About a block away from my in-laws house a Tesla Uber pulled up to the curb just ahead of me. The back door opened and I heard a resonant deep voice say; “You sure you don’t want to come in? I’d love to give you a special big tip.” I presumed it was the drivers voice that responded with a laugh; “Thanks bud, but I’m going to pass for tonight. Take care.” The passenger, a guy about my age, early thirties, emerged from the car which was now beside me. He must have just noticed me as the door closed and the Tesla sped off. “Oh, Hi. Not often a handsome guy like you is walking my street this late. What’s up?” “Oh, just visiting the in-laws down the street, couldn’t sleep. Though I’d catch some fresh air.” I responded. “Cool. I live right here.” He pointed to a nice bungalow. “Why not come in and join me for a drink?” I’m as straight as they come but have always liked the look of a fit 1970’s Tom Selick look alike. And I don’t know why it registers so high on my radar, but I noticed two or three extra button’s were open on his shirt revealing a thickly haired muscular chest. All the same I demurred. “Thanks, but I probably should get back.” “Oh, come on. You look pretty damn wide awake and I suspect nobody else is back at your in-laws. Just one drink.” I relented. He ushered me into his beautifully manicured back garden complete with a big deck and 8 person hot tub. He turned on the landscape lighting, took the lid off the hot tub and as he slipped inside encouraged me to hop on in. Again, I ignored his generous invitation and sat on a comfy deck chair. I contemplated put on my t but tossed it aside while kicking off my sandles. He soon came back out with a tray of six filled shoot glasses. His shirt was now completely open, he set the tray on a side table, removed his shirt and sat with the table between us. He passed me a shot glass and said, “I hope you like tequila.” We clinked the glasses in a toast and he said. “Chin, chin.” We chugged the tequila and the second glass was passed to me. “To chance encounters.” I toasted this time and again we quickly chugged. I was now more than tipsy and watched as he bounced out of his chair and slipped out of his pants. He stood before me stark naked with a semi-erected 8 inches, passed me the third shot glass and said, “Come join me in the tub.” I protested; “But I don’t have a swimsuit.” “Fuck that. My neighbours are all asleep. Besides they’ve seen many naked men engaged in more than a soak here.” He grinned. I gingerly got up and shyly dropped my jeans. I was quite surprised to find I was sporting a hard seven inches. I tried to cover myself as I joined him in the tub. He just laughed. “So, I take it you are gay?” I queried. “I take it you are not?” he queried back with a huge grin. “Yup.” I responded quickly. He moved over beside me and grabbed my fully erect dick. “This seems to be contradicting what you say.” His grin was from ear to ear. I just sat there and blushed. “Sit up here on the edge.” He motioned with his free hand and I was too drunk by now to protest. I sat on the edge of the tub. He opened my legs and moved in between them. He bent over and vacuumed in my boner with his luscious lips. I was instantly in boner heaven, no woman had ever done this to me. Then a light went on in his neighbour’s house and I did the best to jump away. We both sat back into the tub, but this time with no pretense to distance our naked bodies from one another. “Don’t worry, she’s seen me fuck and get fucked many times before. Besides if she wanted to watch she would have kept her light off.” “So, the stories are true.” I stated. “What stories, that we gay guys are promiscuous?” “Fuck yeah! We straight guys are jealous.” “No need to be, just learn to follow your dick.” His hand was firmly wrapped around mine again. “So how many guys have you been with in the last year, heck month?” I wondered. “How many do you think?” he fired back. “Two, maybe three?”, me. “Fuck man. There were four different guys just on Friday night alone.” “What the fuck?” I swore. “That’s nothing. 10 to 20 per week. 50 to 80 per month. Times twelve is probably over a thousand per year.” “Fuck man. You are seriously addicted.” Deep concern tinging my voice. “Addicted to cock and cum. Yup, that would be me as well as all my gay friends.” “I guess I get cock, I mean you are gay. But cum?” “Of course, preferably in the mouth or up the ass?” “Your’s or his …. Theirs …. Your mouth ... or their ass?” I was bewildered. “Both. Mostly I top, My preference is to breed them. But when the chemistry calls and I haven’t had a load in me for a while ….” “But what about condoms? Don’t you practice ‘safe sex?’” “I haven’t used one of those, or had one used in me for the last ten years. Nobody uses those anymore except you prisoner straight guys.” “So, you are telling me you have been sharing intimate bodily fluids with about 10,000 different guys?” I was astounded. “More or less.” He brushed the comment off like he was talking about what brand of toilet paper he like. “But you check before you fuck …. Um …. Get fucked don’t you?” “Why would I bother with that?” I hadn’t noticed but one of his hands had worked under my ass and a finger was starting to probe my hole. “What do you think you are doing?!” I cried as I tried to move away. His hand around my hard cock held me fast. “Finger fuckin your straight ass lad. Maybe you don’t need to stay jealous.” “I … I …. I…” stuttered from my frightened lips. He jumped out of the tub pulling me with him. He first pulled me to his bar where he poured and we gulped down two more tequila each. We dripped our way into his master bedroom and he threw me on my back on his bed. I instinctively worked my naked ass to the edge of the bed and raised my legs. ‘What the fuck was I thinking, I wasn’t, it must have been all the booze.’ His short cropped beard was soon scratching my ass hole before he started to rim me like the expert with over ten thousand notches on his belt he was. I was delirious with sexual excitement like I had never experienced before. Soon his tongue was slipping deeper and deeper in and out of my hole. “Fuck me!” I heard myself moan. He quickly stood and aimed his huge cock at my hole. It had now swollen to ten solid inches. “No, no, not literally. Not with that monster.” I panicked “And definitely not without a condom.” It was as if he calmed instantly, “So you are saying ‘if I wear a condom’ you will let me fuck your virgin straight ass?” “Um, no …. awe, no!” I should have left it at that but my drunken tonged wagged; “And you don’t have condoms anyway.” He went to his dresser, opened a top drawer and riffed through it while saying; “I might just have one here.” Why I hadn’t lowered my legs still doesn’t make sense to me. He came back with a little brown bottle in one hand and a condom package hanging out of his lips. He gave me the bottle after uncapping it and began to open the package with his teeth. “Breath that in deep, here, let me show you.” He did so, passed me the bottle, and as I snorted three in hails per nostril he stretched the rubber over his freakin big cock. Then he greased it up with Vaseline and aimed it at my hole. His words asked; “Are you sure about this?” but his eyes said you’re getting it no matter what. The rubber head breached my ass ring and I was in overwhelming pain. He coached me to breath deep and gave me more poppers. The pain continued the deeper he got. I felt I was being torn in two. His hand was over my mouth muffling my screams. He just seadily pushed on in for what felt like ten minutes. It was probably only two at most. Then it was as if something snapped inside me and the pain disappeared. I looked down and I was fully impaled. He saw the change in my face and said “Aw, ha.” As he pulled out of me he said, “Just what I thought. The condom broke, it was too small and too old.” He was already jettisoning it to the floor. Without a word he aimed back into me. I pushed him away with my feet and hands. “Not without a condom you don’t” “But you felt how much better skin on skin is when the condom broke.” “Fuck. Is that what changed so fast?” “Let me show you.” “No way …. Well maybe … but only if you can prove you are safe and you can’t do that … so” why couldn't I control my drunken tongue? “As a matter of fact I have the paperwork from my latest std tests from just last week.” “You are fucking kidding me. It’s after mid-night April fools, right?” “Looks like you are the fool.” He had retrieved them from a desk. It was hard to see in the dim light and with my boozy head but it looked like the right date and there was a red stamp across the document, “ALL CLEAR”. I rolled my eyes and soon enough his raw cock head was breaching my hole. It hurt at first, but not as much as with the rubber. And very quickly the pain transformed into pure pleasure. His huge cock was into the hilt before I remembered to blurt. “But, don’t cum in me. Please don’t cum.” “Whatever you say.” And with that he started fucking in and out of me. My moans betrayed the joy and delight I was experiencing. After a half hour and three different positions he leaned into my ear. “I’m getting close.” “Don’t stop. Please don’t stop! This is fuckin amazing!” He collapsed on top and deep inside me. I could tell by the wild look on his face and the warmth filling my gut that he was in full orgasmic state. He was pumping convulsion after rope after squirt of cum deep into me. “Fuck, just when I thought it couldn’t get better. You just bred my virgin straight ass didn’t you.” “It’s no longer, straight, nor virgin, and I didn’t just breed it, I knocked it up! April fools!” “What do you mean ‘knocked it up’?” There was a pregnant pause before I spoke again. “Haha, right, April fools. You just said that to scare the fuck out of me.” “Nope fool. The paperwork I showed you was the April fool. I borrowed it from a friend. Here is mine.” He retrieved similar papers from the desk and turned on the bedside light so I could read them easily. I don’t know where he got it from but his drivers licence was with the papers. I could confirm the name and address. HIV Poz with a huge viral load. “You just knowingly pozzed my virgin married ass?” “Like I said bud, it is no longer straight or virgin. And as for how your wife is going to deal with it being poz, that’s not my worry.” I bolted as fast as I could. I just grabbed my jeans from the back garden and was still pulling them on as I ran barefoot down the side walk. Half way down the block I stopped in my tracks, fastened my jeans and pulled up the fly. My hands first went to my head as I spun in a circle looking up into the sky. Next one of my hands reached into the back of my jeans and a finger found my sloppy hole. I pulled the finger out and licked it clean, thinking “What the fuck have I done?! What the fuck do I do now?!”

Since I live with my very vanilla BF, I don't usually get the opportunity to have guys over and act like the cumdump I truly am. But Sunday night my BF was going out so I opened Sniffies and set my profile to hosting. I got a ping from a nice big cock who was close by in the neighborhood. He said he'd seen my profile online a lot and had been wanting to try out my ass. Obviously, I invited him over. About twenty minutes later he buzzed the door. I ring him into the building, prop my apartment door open, lower the lights, and lie naked face down on the couch. Clearly, he likes what he sees and gives an "oh yeah!" I stay still and hear him undress. The sound of him undoing his belt and slipping of his pants is driving me wood with anticipation. I love that I haven't seen him yet, this stranger with a big cock who is about to take my ass. He says, " good girl. You have a beautiful cunt for me." He crawls on top of me, spreads my cheeks and behind to devour my ass. He's really into it and is tongue-fucking me pretty deep. This goes on for almost 10 minutes before he comes around to put his huge cock in my face and says, "Get daddy nice and wet for your pussy." I don't look up so I still haven't seen him except for his thick 8" cock. I start to suck him deep and think this could hurt, but I'm going to get fucked by this monster. I suck him as deep as I can for about 5 minutes before he says, "daddy's gonna fuck that slut cunt now and lace a nice big load for your BF to find." I'm really excited at this point as goes back behind me, pulls me up doggy style and eats my hole for another minute. I feel him slide into position and press his head against my very wet hold. I reach back and spread my ass, knowing it's going to hurt. So fucking thick! He pushes in slowly, talking his time. He knows he's big and doesn't want to hurt me and have me stop him. His head is inside, slowly opening me up. Rocking back and forth, going a little deeper each time. "God, your pussy is so tight! You feel so good around my big cock." The talk gets me more aroused. "You're a good little girl to take daddy's cock." He's pretty far in now. "That's it. You're open. Now I'm going to fuck your cunt." He starts to fuck faster and harder and it feels amazing. I want his load, but I don't want it to end. After 10 minutes, he's really grunting and going fast and hard. I know he's going to cum so I scream, "give me that big load deep in my ass! Cum in my slut hole." He screams and thrusts hard and I feel him shoot. It goes on for a while and I know he came a lot. He slowly pulls out and tells me he wants me again later. I turn to see a rugged shaved headed daddy who I've seen in the neighborhood. I tell him anytime and he can bring friends. He says he has a few who would love my ass. He has to go, but promises that he'll make me one of his local regular cumdumps. I hope he meant it about his friends. After he leaves, I keep his cum in me for a while. I go back on Sniifies to try to get another load, but it's hard on Sunday night late. I jerk off while fingering my cummy hole. I lick my fingers and his cum tastes so go. I cum, eat my own load, shower and get into bed before my BF gets home not knowing I was just such a slut for a daddy.

My husband is very demanding when it comes to sex between us. He only wants to jerk off together. Have sex together. And he’s very vanilla. I need sex more often and with others. I get bored with one partner. I love him but the control is too much. So today I made up a story to get away from my husband after work today. Met up with a bud off of grinder and stopped by his place. Had an hour or so since I canceled a meeting with a client even though my husband thought everything was on schedule. Met the guy, walked in and we made out. As soon as we got our clothes off we started sniffing the poppers and blowing each other. Could barely keep our hands off each other. We made out and played with each other like animals before he finally slid his raw cock into me. He fucked me doggy at first then reverse cowgirl. I flipped around and fucked him for a bit doggy and he rode my dick. Finally he went back to fucking me doggy and got close and bred me. I could feel as he pumped about 10 shots into my hole. After he came, he started licking my nipples to help me cum, one of my biggest turn ons. I shot my load all over both of us. We got dressed and I called my husband on the way to the store, keeping my buddy’s load in me the whole time. When I got home, I kissed my husband with dick breath and I let my husband breed me. He wondered why I was so wet, but I went to the bathroom before we fucked and told him I lubed myself up for him. My husband is very vanilla and likes to “make love,” so it’s so hot knowing I have someone else’s seed in me as his raw dick is inside me. He has no clue what I’ve been up to while he’s working. He goes away for a few days at the end of the week. I’m gonna see how many loads I can take while he’s gone.

Went to the sauna today. It was really quiet, but I still managed to be fucked three times and take two loads. The fucks were once through a glory hole, once in the sauna and once in the darkroom. The one in the darkroom was actually rubbered, BUT it was the first and his cock wasn't that big (it was OK), so perfect to open me up ahead of what I was hoping would be a lot of fucks. He was actually a good fuck and gave off vibes of being quite horny. Knowing he was rubbered up, I suggested that when he was ready to cum, he should feel free to cum over my arse, then finger the cum inside me. Sure enough, he pulled out, wanked/jerked for a minute, then shot his load just above my arse crack. I could feel it running down, then his finger capturing it all and making sure it went up my hole. I'm going to use that line more often in future, if any guys with nice cocks want to fuck me rubbered. Normally I'd move away, but still getting their load in me works for me.

Love it but don't do it often as I should. the first time a friend took me cruising in Berlin's Tiergarten during a summer vacation, I got excited and he wanted to see me getting used so we went on the evening and he guided us to the cruising area. when we got there he removed my shirt and left me only with a jockstrap and when he saw a few people there he got me on my knees sucking him, putting on a show for the rest and they took the signal. I repositioned to be on all 4 when I was offered a few more cock to suck while my friend went behind me and started rubbing my hole with his cock, telling everyone how he's going to fuck me raw and breed me. they all quietly cheered and be went on started fucking my hole, continuing putting on a show for the group that was forming, there was another guy on his knees around us sucking the rest (must've been about 10 guys there) when my friends announced he was cumming in my cunt and breeding me a line was forming behind me and as he left my hole another was encouraged to step in by my friend and so it went on like that. i cleaned my friends cock as I was fucked till someone breed me, then moved forward for me to clean them while some other stranger slipped in my used hole. A few others came and went and I lost track on how many loads I got (later my friend said it was 16 since he kept track) but a couple hours later had to go (a private sex party) and my friend just left me wearing only a short, tight pants leaking cum as we walked towards the bus to the party. I smelled of sweat and cum and got plenty of looks lol

1. i get pleasure giving pleasure so fisting a bottom till he cums is as satisfying as sucking dick till it unloads in your mouth 2. it's a great feeling of power or masc energy or whatever to literally punch a guy's cunt. i mean u have to be gentle and give pleasure but just the act itself of having your fist up a man's butt is violent and kinda rapey in a good way 3. the older i get the harder it is to always be ready to rock n roll at a moments notice. drugs enhance sex but they're also often boner killers. fisting gives me a way to top when i feel like it ever if my dick doesn't cooperate

Oh, fuck yeah!! Always that thrill of getting caught while riding BB cock and dripping cum!!

“My ass was sore and raw” that’s something I’ve always wanted to experience. Ive taken many more than five cocks in an evening but have never felt sore and raw or ready for an evening to end. Honestly, have to wonder if my ass was sore and raw, would I want to stop? I believe as long as I’m getting cum in my ass, I’m going to want to keep going. My legs might hurt but they will stay open wide whoever comes in the room.

When I was introduced to sex, I wasn't given a choice. I'm glad I wasn't. I was taught that males bond through insemination, that refusing a man's load is a grave insult, and better was expected of me. The experience is SO much better natural, and I crave its natural conclusion, to be seeded deeply or to seed my conquest deeply. There was a time that I used condoms, for a couple of years after college. I regret doing that. I stopped and went back to bareback sex when a regular daddy I was seeing shamed me for it. I'm grateful to him for setting me straight, and haven't looked back.

^^this^^ Words can be used to try and convey how we feel or think. Word's can also be used i a compensatory way, to try and create a feeling or support a notion/thought. When it comes to my sexuality, i prefer the former over the latter. my sexuality is real, not something i play at.

I also love it. Makes me feel like a exhibitionist slut.

You gave the ultimate sacrifice by giving up everything to be there for your Mom non-stop for all those years, and especially the last 5 of them. Knowing that she passed away clinging to your arm, meant that you were with her right up to her last breath. What a gift you were given to be able to do that for her. But now that she is gone, there is a big empty hole in your heart where she resided, and your whole reason for being these last many years, is no more. I understand your grief, as I have been there too. In the end we really are left with two choices. We can curl up in a ball, and die with them, or we can choose to keep on living. If your Mom was anything like mine, I am sure that what she'd want for you is to live your best life possible. Hold her memory safe, but now go do the things that you have wanted to do, but couldn't while you had her. Your watch is over. Take time to decompress and grieve, and then live the life you have left. You never know what may still be waiting out there for you.

It is weird, I grew up in a very mixed town. My sister married a football player who was black from town, while I thought I was straight and then a top, but met and married a Jewish NYer with the biggest shoulders I had ever seen. Over time, I started playing with a lot of Black guys who liked that I had a biker’s butt. Since they all had much bigger dicks too, I edged more to bottom. When you have a six inch dick, it’s weird to top someone who is 9+ inches and who is built bigger and hell if they can get past the second hole. One of the guys said he bet I dated a lot of Black guys because of the ass. With Black relatives, I’m weirded out by race play, but I like meeting up with guys who like big asses and it feels more like it is Black and Hispanic guys who like playing with me though I’ve had play dates with White and Asian guys too that were also ridiculously hot. To me, hot is hot. About the only guys I avoid are the under 40s with perfect bodies.

Love outdoor play. Being naked outside is erotic.

straight acting total bottoms

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.

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...

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 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.

While still on the tour in a major Northeaster city Mike took Jeff to his first bath house. He had made Jeff some temporary tattoos and used a concealer he had found to cover some of his. They got a room and changed into their leathers. Mike had to admit that custom made and fit leather looked incredible on Jeff the each donned a leather mask and went out to cruise the halls. Their cocks hanging out and asses exposed by their chaps. A few guys tried to interest Jeff stroking themselves suggestively but he only smiled and shook his head. One man didn’t want to take “no” for an answer looing over Jeff and calling him “Boy” insisting Jeff come back ti his room with him and showing a respectable 9 inches promising he would stretch Jeff so good’ Jeff pointed to Mike wo was a few feet away chatting with a younger guy abd maybe a quarter hard “You see him? He fucks me at least daily. I’m sorry buddy I’m afraid I would not even feel you in me.” The guy looked at Mike’s cock. Realized he was outclassed and made a hasty retreat. They wandered off together and through the locker room. There they met a young man. 18 last week he said. From a small town upstate. His first time in the city and in a bath house. A total virgin. “It’s my first time too” Jeff said. “You better stick with us. They will eat you up in here, I have him to take care of me so ket us take care of you” then he placed a hand on the young man's cheek and kissed him gently even holding his hand as they led him back to their room. Jeff and Mike took turns making out with the fresh meat. Mike expertly manipulating his body, pinching nipples lightly, stroking muscles all the while showing Jeff how it was done. Jeff went down on him giving him his first blowjob and swallowing his sweet cum leaving him a relaxed heap of flesh “I want to take your virginity” Jeff whispered in his ear “You are so pretty I want to be your first” “I want you to” their young victim said totally relaxed and seduced by them “I have dreamed about giving it to someone like you” he didn’t ask about status or condoms Jeff pushed him gently back onto the mattress raising his legs to his shoulder and slowly working his cock in with only pre for lube. The neg man calling out in pain as Jeff popped in then slowly working his seven inches into the sweet tight hole as they shared kiss after kiss Jeff’s breath coming in ragged gasps as he got closer finally losing himself in the bliss of shooting toxic cum into an unsuspecting now ex-virgin” “Did you enjoy that baby boy?” Jeff asked between swell little kisses “Oh yes though it hurt at first” the bred boy said Jeff laughed “I know how you feel, he took my virginity” he said pointing to Mike who stood stroking his monster as it drooled pre. “You should feel how he fills a hole up. It’s incredible” “He’s so big but I want to try” he said “I will be gentle” Mike said moving between the still spread legs and slowly pushing the head in his kisses more demanding and dominating “Oh my God, so huge” came the reply when Mike pulled his tongue out of his mouth Mike worked abut 8 inches in then said “It’s easier to take the rest all at once but it will hurt for a bit “Ok, I want it all” came the reply Mike pulled back and rammed forward and Jeff winced in sympathy remembering the first time Mike had passed his inner barrier The young man moaned in pain and pleasure as Mike truly fucked him and quickly. mercifully bred him with his own poz seed staying buried in the spasming hole thill he started to soften They both continued to make out with the now pozzed boy Jeff fucking him twice more and Mike breeding him again once , They quietly dressed as the man they had deliberately pozzed lay sleeping sweetly unaware of the virus invading his bloodstream slipping out the door and shutting it. Holding hands as they walked towards the exit “What was his name?” Mike asked “I don’t think he ever told us” Jeff said as they left the building

Sorry for my attempts at poetry/lyrics in this chapter it will make sense later ************************************************************************************** They had decided to keep Mike’s house as a rental and tax write off so they swung by to pack some personal things and the rest of Mike’s play equipment. Jeff picked up a picture of Mike in his show choir uniform from high school “Awwwww look at the Emo Twink! You were SO adorable! Were you any good?” “I got a few solos so I guess so” Mike replied sitting at his computer and finding the video file his mom had made “Here” he said clicking play and a much younger Mike popped up on the screen singing a show tune “Why didn’t you tell me you could sing?” Jeff asked “It just never came up I don’t think about it much” Mike shrugged “I also wrote music though it’s not very good” “Do you still have them?” Jeff asked “Some of them, I think. Look on the top shelf in the closet” He said pointing to the bedroom “A black box has some of my drawings and songs” Mike shut down the computer and started disassembling it to pack as Jeff headed for the bedroom “I knew you could draw but these are really good Mike” came down the hall then the sound of papers rustling followed by a long silence followed by a very soft “Oh my” Jeff came down the hall holding a piece of sheet music as Mike looked up he started to sing and the story of two boys, best friends finding fun and mischief came from his lips then the first course: Always together, Just me and you Our boyhood dreams under skies so blue I kept my secret, you never knew That my heart beat Just for you Then more adventures but this time tinged with sadness ending with one boy flying off to college and the second course: Always apart now, me and you My broken dreams flown into the blue I bit my tongue, you never knew That day my heart broke because of you Mike sat there stunned as Jeff crossed the room to sit in his lap “Mike that was beautiful, your music does not suck” he said and gently kissed him. Mike blinked away tears and said “I wrote that for Luke” and he pointed at a wedding photo of a blond man and woman in white with Mike standing behind the man in a black tuxedo “I was the best man at his wedding. You made that sound much better than I ever could. I don’t think I ever sung it out loud actually” “You must have really loved him” Jeff said a bit sadly “I thought i did” Mike said looking him in the eyes “But lately I have been rethinking what love is” They packed a few more things and left the rest for the movers Jeff walking out the door with a black box tucked under his arm. Hank was a regular visitor at The Compound now that he had retired from football “I want to get out while I am still young, pretty and have my health” he joked by the pool one day as the three sat naked in the sun Jeff had insisted that when it was just the boys this was a naked pool and Hank after some coaxing had ditched his swim suit. “I really don’t know what to do with myself though, I never thought about what I would do after football” Hank’s reluctance became obvious almost at once. His cock which would have been average on a normal man looked somewhat undersized on his huge muscled frame and with Mike swinging like a pendulum a guy could get self conscious. Neither Mike or Jeff (Jeff not Billy Hank reminded himself) seemed to notice so he quickly relaxed and just had fun. Mike and Jeff had gradually opened up to him about the dynamics of their relationship showing him their dungeon. Jeff modeling the custom bondage equipment they had had built especially the self locking bench where motion sensors closed the restraints when an ankle or wrist was placed into them. They could be released by a button on the wall and were on a half hour timer as well to prevent accidents. They even told him after swearing him to secrecy that Mike was trying to poz Jeff. Hank accepted it after being taken aback for a bit. What they did was their business. Today Hank was telling them about his fiancé Janice. They had been dating for 5 years. “You should have her out here for a party so we can meet her!” Jeff said “She is flying back east in two days” he said “Have her out tomorrow then!” The following day the four of them (properly swim suited this time) sat by the pool and Jeff had already decided he did not like Janice. She always seemed down on Hank giving him veiled insults and demeaning him though Hank looked at her with disgusting puppy eyes for a man his age. Even when she told him to shut up and lightly slapped him on his cheek. The party ended early much to Jeff’s relief. A few weeks later Mike and Jeff drove into town, their destination was Mike’s (and now Jeff’s) Doctor. Jeff had had blood drawn a week ago and the test results were back. They sat holding hands as they got the news “Jeff your test results are positive and your strain is exactly the same as Mike’s” the Dr. said then sighed as they shared a deep kiss to celebrate. “I suppose like Mike you are going to refuse medication?” “At this time Dr.” Jeff said As they drove home fully intending on fucking for the rest of the day Jeff smiled. He had Mike inside him forever! On pulling through the gate however they saw Hank’s car parked and Hank standing next to it. “Hank, this is not a good…” Mike started “Janise left me” Hank blurted out “She said she needed a man who could satisfy her and with a dick like mine I didn’t qualify as a man at all” Hank finished Jeff started forward to hug him but was stopped by Mike’s harsh words “She’s right” Mike looked around angry at this interruption of his plans and said “Follow me lets not do this outside” and led them into the side building to the dungeon in the back then he stepped in front of the stunned quarterback and unzipped his pants pulling out his cock and balls and letting them hang “This is what a man has between his legs” He said motioning for Jeff to do the same. Bewildered Jeff pulled out his own hardening cock and let it hang “Now” Mike said in a harsh voice ‘Strip and show us what you think makes you a man” Blushing and squirming Hank obeyed “Put your hands behind your head” Mike ordered and Hank complied Mike walked around him feeling a muscle here and there then taking both Hank’s nipples in his fingers he twisted hearing a moan escape his lips and smirking evilly as Hanks cock spewed cum on the floor ‘You are not a man.” Mike said “You are a little small dicked bitch pretending to be a man and hoping no one notices. You didn’t come here for comfort, you came here because you knew I was here and it’s in your nature to submit to a real man like me” Hank tried to say something but Mike barked “Shut up bitch!” and stepped forward to rub the head of his half hard cock over Hank’s small shaft “I’m going to tell you what is going to happen, You can either obey or you can get dressed and leave.” Mike walked over to a shelf and picked up a ball gag “You are going to put this in your mouth then you will walk over to the bench and place yourself in bondage. Once you do this I will mount you and I will fuck you. I won’t pull out when I cum. I will deliberately infect you with my virus and you will be grateful that a real man is using you like you were always meant to be used. Don't think this is sex for your pleasurer you are simply submitting yourself to the will of a real man and his desire to breed you. When I release you you will never think of yourself as a man again you will think of yourself as my property” Hank bent down reaching for his clothes and his face bumped into Mike’s half hard cock after a moment he straightened. took the gag from Mike’s hand and put it in his mouth then he walked over the bench laying over it and letting each restraint close on him testing them and finding not even he was strong enough to break loose Mike disengaged the timer. This was going to take more than half an hour Jeff was looking at him with awe in his eyes his cock literally drooling pre as Mike worked the muscle ass in front of him once again using no lube but pre eventually popping the head in then working the shaft into his new bitch past the inner barrier and fully into the guts sliding in and out edging for over an hour inside that “straight” ass before leaning down and whispering “Here comes my virus bitch” into Hank’s ear as he shot wad after wad on toxic cum up that hole. Mike stepped aside motioning to Jeff who had been edging the entire time. Jeff stepped behind and rammed his cock into Hanks battered hole blasting his first confirmed poz load into his helpless friend

Older Neighbor Friend Part 2 Jake stayed buried in me....hand still on my cock. I noticed Jake was shaking a little as every drop of man cum left his body. Slowly, he stopped shaking and then his eyes opened and a big smile crossed his face. "oh fuck Tim, I am still dripping in you! That was so fucking hot. Your ass feels so good on my cock. Did you enjoy it too baby?" Jake asked I smiled wider than I had in a long time. "yes daddy, it was better than anything I could imagine". Jake slowly pulled his softening cock from in me and collapsed on top of me, head on my shoulder. He was breathing harder than me and I just wrapped my arms around him. I whispered to him, "I would love that again sometime". Jake raised his head from my shoulder and looked at me. "Tim, anytime you want me inside of you please let me know. I loved fucking you. Honestly Tim, I want to breed you so much". I closed my eyes and smiled, and then I felt his cum load making its way through my insides. I smiled even wider. Jake and I finally parted and agreed to take a quick shower and hit the pool one more time before I had to go. "Let me go start the shower Tim", Jake said as he got off of me and left me on his bed. "I will call you in when it is hot". I watched him walk into the bathroom, just making out his big balls as he walked. I heard the shower water start as I closed my eyes to relive what had just taken place. I was covered in my own cum and also laying in a growing pool of Jake's cum, as I could feel his load slowly leaking out of me. My mind flashed back to first seeing his beautiful cock at the pool to now. As my eyes were still closed, I reached my hand down to feel my now wet and slightly sore ass. I had never felt like this before. There was cum on my ass cheeks and on the bed. I moved my fingers up to my inner ass cheeks, spread my legs slightly, and ran a finger around my ass hole, it seemed puffy and so wet. I was amazed at how much cum there was. "Tim, the shower is nice and warm, come join me", I heard Jake say from the bathroom. I immediately snapped out of my dream and got up off the bed, my legs a little wobbly when my feet hit the floor. It was now that I started to feel the bigger part of Jake's load using gravity to exit my body. I could actually feel his cum starting to run down my inner thigh. Jake had a little bit bigger shower in his bathroom, which was very nice. I pulled the door open and saw him standing there, front to me and back to the shower, letting the water run down his body. I had to stare at his beautiful full man cock for a second. He was gorgeous, seemed to be a little less than semi hard. "Come on in and shut the door", he said. I got all the way in and pulled the glass door shut behind me. Jake said, "here babe, you stand under the water I have to piss". He grabbed me by the shoulders and led me around so I was under the water. Jake stood in front of me and turned slightly and started to pee. I couldn't take my eyes off of Jake's cock as it let loose a long stream of piss. Jake just let out a low groan. "whew, needed to pee bad, glad you don't mind", Jake said. "I love watching you pee Jake, if I am being honest". As Jake's stream slowed to a trickle he guided my hand to his cock and asked me to squeeze out the last. Of course I obliged and in doing so aimed his cock at me. Jake hit me with the last few spurts of his piss. That was a first, and it was very hot! "Damn Tim, that was nice to see. We might have to visit this again one day" Jake said smiling. "I agree with that sir". "Turn around Tim, let me wash your ass and get you clean". I turned my back to Jake and I felt him rubbing my back. I then heard him getting a wash cloth ready then felt him rubbing it around my ass cheeks, getting my body soapy. I felt one of my ass cheeks pulled apart and his finger enter me. My head fell back and my legs automatically spread open further. "Fuck boy, I can feel my cum in you. Sorry babe, I put a lot in you this time, but damn glad! it was needed". "please don't ever say sorry Jake, I loved it so much and wouldn't ever change a thing", I told him. Jake withdrew his finger from my aching ass and pulled me close, bring his face to ear. "I can't wait to fuck you again Tim, I hope it is soon". I felt Jake's big cock on the side of my ass cheek and starting to grow. "please sir, I need you to fuck me again, anytime you want". :watch out Tim, I just might get used to your ass on my cock". And now his cock was hard up against my back. I knew what I wanted so I reached back and held on to his big cock. At the same time I took a small step forward and bend over slightly. Then guided his big manly dick towards my ass crack. "are you sure Tim? I can wait, but it has to be soon". I continued guiding Jake's cock until I felt the head reach my wet hole. I turned to Jake, "please cum in me one more time today. please sir". Jake took his cock from my hand and told me, "spread your ass open for daddy, I need to be in your ass again". I did just that, pulling my ass apart. immediately I felt Jake's cock head poking at my sore ass ring. My own cock started growing immediately as his cock touched my hole. "that's it baby boy, open up for me", Jake said. I felt his cock head starting to spread me open. I started pushing out, as he had taught me, at the same time as he pushed his cock in. The sensation of my my sore ass ring was a little tender, but that gave way to the immense pleasure I started feeling from his cock spreading me open! 'pop' and his cock was in me, continuing to invade my insides again. I let go of my ass cheeks and braced myself on the wall ahead of me. I felt Jake's hands grip my waist as he continued to push into me. Fuck, it felt so amazing. This time Jake was not stopping, but pushing deep into me with one long stroke. Soon I felt Jake's body against my ass cheeks. "Tim, the heat from your ass is amazing. I can feel your body pulsing around my cock." I could feel it too. His cock was all the way in me, deeper that it was only a short time ago, I was sure of it. By now my cock was so hard and I needed to stroke it. As I began to stroke my cock I felt Jake start to pull out and then push back in again. This happened over and over, the pace quickening with each motion. "I need to fuck you Tim, fuck you deep and fill you with my load". "Please don't stop daddy, please fuck me full of your cum. I want it all". I was getting all that I wanted now. There was no stopping Jake now, not that I would, but I knew he was taking ownership of my ass and I was very happy. "Daddy I am cumming", I yelled. my orgasm started as soon as I told him that, he was stroking me just right and I shot another load onto his shower floor. I felt Jake grab my hips harder and shove as deep as he could. "take my load boy". I felt his cock grow and shoot and pulse in me like I already knew he could do. That cock was reaching so deep in me, I had never felt anything like it. To me, we were bonding and becoming one. Jake held me close and held us still. He was breathing so hard, which is so sexy to me. Jake started to relax his body and with that I could feel his cock shrinking and starting to slide out of me. "Damn boy, I do love fucking you. thank you for that again." As soon as Jake finally eased his wet cock out of me, I felt a huge drop of his cum drop out of me. Jake smacked my ass. I stood fully and turned around and looked down. Even shrinking Jake's big cock was just so damn sexy! I fell to my knees and lifted his heavy cock to my mouth. I had to taste his cock just out of me. His cock tasted a little musky, but wonderfully salty with his cum covering it. Jake put his hand on my head and pushed it back a bit to look into my eyes. "Tim, you are so amazing and so glad we met". He then lifted me and embraced me, kissing me deeply. Jake and I finished washing up and holding each other in the warm shower. It felt so great. This man could do anything to me, and with me. I loved being with him, it was everything I had wanted. When we were finally dressed again in shorts, it was time for me to head home. Jake walked me to the door, before opening it, kissed me deeply and grabbed my ass roughly. "Tim, please come back soon, anytime, ok?". "Jake, I want that so bad, I want to see you a lot". Jake smiled, "maybe I should just lock the door and never let you leave." We both laughed, but it was a great idea. Jake then looked a little serious. "Tim, I know that we both loved having natural sex today, and I am so thankful you wanted to do that with me, give yourself that way, but I know there is a risk with me fucking you raw. If you ever feel unsafe, please tell me and I will wear a condom. ok?. Just embraced Jake harder. Then I looked up at him in the eyes, "please don't ever meantion it again. I love your bare cock in me, the best feeling of my life so far.". I paused for a moment and then continued, "I just want so much more Jake". Jake kissed me again, "you will get it all then my baby boy".

For the first two weeks of my return home we chatted almost every day over Scruff. With every passing day he became more discouraged that he wasn’t coming down with the fuck flu. I assured him it doesn’t always take, and thought to myself ‘damn, none of those other guys knocked him up.’ I began to encourage him to get out there and offer his ass to every raw cock he could find. “I only cheat on my boyfriend with you daddy!” was his ongoing reply. “As your master, I order you to cheat, tell me about all your hot encounters.” I replied. “I’m not your slave until you knock me up daddy.” My God his pig headedness was infuriating. “You don’t get to tell daddy, son. You take orders. If you don’t start to follow my instructions I will just have to stop chatting and you won’t meet me in the flesh in the spring.” “No daddy, don’t leave me! Don’t abandon me. Please. Please! Please!!! I need your gift. I need to be your slave. I need you to rescue me from my lame boyfiend. I needed for it to be you who pozes me. It can’t be anyone else” I decided to not contact or respond to him for the next month. There were two or three desperate pleas from him, but I just ignored them. I even considered stopping writing this story knowing he was reading it and my commitment to the story might be misconstrued as a commitment to let him change my mind. Truth is I’ve written many gifting and chasing stories on this site. I did so fully knowing they were strictly fiction. I knew this one was also fiction but the young man didn’t seem to be getting that message. I hadn’t heard from him for a full month. Then I got this message. “Hi daddy! This is your devoted son. I still haven’t got sick and I even went to get tested. It came back negative. I now realize you were not toxic when you bred me. Your biohazard tattoo was a fake. I’m not angry, in fact I’ve loved the hole charade. It was so fucking hot to believe that you were gifting me. It was even fucking hot waiting to convert, anticipating telling my boyfriend how I cheated and got knocked up. You so made me believe I was getting what I needed. Thank you for all of this, and now I know more than ever that I need you to be my master, I need your strain of HIV running in my blood stream. No one else’s will do. I got a taste of the slut you will turn me into. I need more! Thank you daddy” This was followed quickly by; “I need you to know I have not cheated again on my lame boyfriend. I only cheat with you. I dream often of your toxic poz cock blasting in my son ass, ‘painting my guts’ as you often say.” I couldn’t resist and wrote back: “You tell me you haven’t cheated on your boyfriend. Has he been cheating on you? Has he brought those three men you don’t like home for threesomes? Has he had them breed you? Had you watch him breed them? This daddy needs to know.” “I have not had sex with any men without my boyfriend making it happen. I don’t know if he cheats and that is not for me to know. Two of the men from before have been back. They each loaded my ass as my boyfriend watched, He also made me watch him raw fuck them, I still don’t like them! He brought three new men home one night. They were all drunk. He told two of them to rape me, the third was too drunk and slept through my cries and moans. Even though I made a great fuss and fought back I secretly loved such intense sex. It was in stark contrast to my boyfriend’s vanilla excuse for love making. When each of them exploded their cum in my ass I almost felt like I was the one that had raped them. My boyfriend saw how much I enjoyed it and power fucked one of those guys as an act of revenge. He hasn’t touched me for the three weeks since. But he has told me they are coming back this Friday night. I can hardly wait. But I really need your bare poz toxic cock in me, that is all I will be thinking about, all I ever think about when I’m getting fucked or raped. I need your toxic babies in my body, claiming me, owning me.” I responded; “Let me know if they come on Friday night. Tell me every detail.” Saturday morning I received this note; “They came last night. The three men with my boyfriend. They forcefully stripped me naked and tied me to a chair. Then they gagged me. I thought I would choke it was so tight. Then they all stripped and had a bb orgy in front of me. Everyone got raw fucked except my shit head boyfriend. Everyone got bred accept my ass hole boyfriend. Then I was untied and forced to suck the cum out of all of their dripping asses. They thought they were forcing me to swallow all the cum and ass juices. I did a better job of hiding my enjoyment from them and my boyfriend. After the other three left my boyfriend told me what a good boy I had been to watch him get so much enjoyment. He then fucked me harder than ever before, but he was spent and couldn’t cum. That’s when he really surprised me. He loaded me bare assed into his truck. Took me to a cruising woods, tied my arms around a tree and encouraged men to fuck and breed my prone ass. I didn’t see any of them, but six raw cocks pounded my hole and each left a sticky deposit. See daddy, you must come right now and breed me with your toxic babies. You can’t let some stranger knock me up. I only want the gift from you. I need to be your poz son, your poz slave. Then I’ll be happy to take as many other poz strains from stranger as you want. I just need the gift from you first. Please daddy, please.” I wrote right back; “Holy fuck son, that is one of the hottest stories I’ve ever read. Did that really happen? Keep reporting to me like this and I might just go against my principles and go off meds to gift you. That is if one of these strangers your boyfriend is farming your ass out to doesn’t do the job first.” “No daddy!” I could hear his plaintive cry through the letters on my screen. “Don’t let anyone gift me but you. As much as I loved all those men using me I’m scared sick that I might get it from them. Please come and gift me now. I need it to be you. I’m going to confess to my boyfriend that I’m not taking PreP, I’m going to beg him not to do that to me again. Please come save me, breed me, poz me, then you can throw me naked to the dogs I won’t care. But I need to be your poz son first. No one else will do! Please daddy, I’m begging you."

I always wanted to play in the woods as the rain poured down on the both of us! I think it would be so hot.. bucket list!

Generally don't bring it up unless they do. Haven't been tested in a long time so just say Clean and they reply the same. Probably lying, no idea.

Speaking of Andy Starr - I don't know how many of you have seen his "work" as of late, but he still looks fantastic. Considering the abuse that hole of his has taken over the years, I have seen him in videos with both Sir Peter (God is he big) and Dexter. What's great about Andy is there has never been a huge dick he didn't like, but he is in marvelous shape. Fantastic body still, his skin, his hair, all look great. I do know that "recreational substances" are used when he is being filmed, but that shouldn't surprise anyone. But he must take some time away from those things, because your body doesn't stay in that kind of shape if you don't put the hours into the gym. He obviously does. The last video I saw him in was with "Sir Peter". I am not sure if my friend had gotten it of "Sir Peter's" My-Fans page, or if it was shot by Eric Videos. It was one or the other. But Andy doesn't appear to be slowing down anytime soon.

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

Previous post : I go online and announce my lubed and used hole is ready for any anon unloading. There is another hot 24yo Asian twink hosting a cumdump at a hotel in Waikiki on sniffles at the same time and already has 30 invitees… my hopes are shattered on getting any more… after all I’m 56. But the nights young and it’s only 6p and already had 2 so I’m happy…… (more to cum) A hot white guy messages me and asks me how many loads I have. He’s a verse bottom that wants to know when I get more loads. I get an Asian guy about 25 who wants to bring a buddy. He and his buddy, not that big but loved the fact my hole was dripping. One lays down while I suck him, he’s thick but not long. The other is bigger and banging my hole. He cums in me. God it feels good and his friend jumps in and fucks me, and later cums in me. Now I have 4 loads in me. My hole is cummy and wet. I tell the white guy and he cums over like his life depends on it. Sees me ass up face down. He strips and goes down on me. Sticks his face in my hole, slurps my hole and eats all the loads out of my hole. He then sticks his raw cock in me, then eats the cum out and does this until my hole has no cum and fucks me dry until he drops his hot load in me. It’s load number 6. I had 2 other guys cum by and drop their loads. To be honest I was a bit tipsy after my Hawaiian bull 😉 I barely remembered what they were like. I had a good night despite competition.

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.

All I care about is getting as much raw cock and as many loads in my arse as possible. Most of my sex sessions are at the sauna, where I'll normally be backing onto glory holes and bending over in the darkroom. If I'm in a cubicle, I'll be on all fours, with my head down. If the guy has a good hard cock and fucks bareback, I'm happy.

Hank was happy. He had never really felt like this before. Despite his physical prowess, his almost perfect body, his fast tactical mind able to make snap decisions on the fly, his drive to win he had felt inadequate since the first time he had stepped into the locker room shower in high school. All of his achievements in life had hidden that feeling that he didn’t measure up as a man. Honestly it had started before high school with a loving but domineering father, the home town hero, state champion quarterback Hank spent his childhood thinking he could never live up to. Somehow Mike had seen through all that to who Hank really was inside. Hank didn’t want to make decisions, he didn’t want control. He wanted someone in authority to make them for him that way right or wrong, Hank was not responsible. Hank was actually straight. Women turned him on and men did nothing for him sexually. He held men like Mike, men who had the attitude, the commanding presence, the unconscious sense of confidence that was only enhanced by a massive cock in awe but he didn’t want to jump into bed with them. Moreover he found getting fucked by a man like Mike uncomfortable most of the time and quite painful fairly often and the thought of being infected wit Mike’s virus was not one he would make. And there it was. The reason Hank was happy. Mike had made that choice and the choice to fuck and breed him for him. He had not asked he had simply asserted his natural dominance and Hank had submitted. There would be consequences down the road but Mike would be there to decide for him how to handle them. Hank knew this was where he belonged to the core of his being “How did you know I would not freak out and leave or just flatten you with my fist” Hank had asked the next day while Mike was casually fucking him on his back just because he could. Hank had already accepted that his body belonged to Mike and Mike could use it how he saw fit. Mike thrust hard into him and he grunted in pain. “You really don’t like getting fucked do you?” “No” Hank said honestly “You know that just makes it hotter for me,don’t you?” Mike asked “I kind of figured that out” Hank said wincing again “You could not keep your eyes off my cock at the pool or even Jeff’s but you were not turned on. It was more resigned and ashamed like you were wishing you were bigger but it seemed deeper than that.” Mike answered his question “Your cock is awesome. I have never seen one that big but Jeff’s is perfect. I envy him more than you. His cock could not be more perfectly proportionate to his body” Hank said blushing. Every time Hank saw another man’s cock in the locker room or elsewhere he compared and every time he found himself lacking “You were turned on when Janise was here, your little nub twitched every time she insulted you small as you are I could see that. You came when she told you to shut up and slapped you.” Mike said with a smirk “She had you but I knew I could break you if she ever ;et you go. You showing up all upset right after she dumped you just made it easier” Mike said, thrusting hard into Hank making him groan in pain. “Jeff also got his positive test results yesterday he’s infected with my HIV and we were going to fuck all day to celebrate till we saw you there. Jeff has always wanted to watch me poz someone so I decided to reward him in a different way” Hank’s face went from shock to anger to acceptance of what was now inevitable in a few seconds. “So this was all a cold calculated game for you. You changed the direction of my life to give Jeff a reward and because I was vulnerable and you could take advantage” he said with a slightly sullen hurt tone “Yup” Mike said. thrusting even harder into Hank’s ass and casually slapping him across the face “I wanted to breed you the first time you walked into my shop but I never thought I would get the chance” Mike said and casually slapped Hank’s other cheek harder this time. “Don’t get me wrong. I care about you as a friend and Jeff adores you but I had the chance to break your mind infect you and take your body as a trophy so I did. Things are pretty much irreversible now anyway. You would not walk away and have to pretend to be a man again if you could. Would you?” Mike asked a cruel, condescending smirk on his face sliding his cock in and out of his property, digging his way deeper into Hank’s psyche “No” Hank said and spread his legs wider Mike groaned and filled him with another load of virus laden cum. Later that day after they had cleaned up and Hank was in the gym learning how to work out with a huge plug in his ass. Mike insisted that he would keep that trophy body perfect Jeff’s producer and a rep from his record label arrived. Mike started up the stairs but Jeff said “Babe could you join us?” Curious Mike sat in his favorite oversized char after shaking hands with everyone and Jeff sat in his lap. “Mike” the producer said “We have been working with Jeff for a couple weeks and we are at the point we need your approval before going further. “Why would you need…” Mike started as the producer pulled the cover sheet off a display he had set up and Mike stopped The first thing Mike saw was his own artwork. A slightly abstract picture of Luke and him in a field. Neither boy really recognizable then he saw the words: Life and love from a different perspective Vocals by: Billy Clay-Blake and Michael Clay-Blake Music and Lyrics by: Michael Clay-Blake “Blake?” Mike said his mind picking the least absurd thing on the display “That’s subject to change but you don’t want to use your real name it makes you to easy to find through public records” the producer said “Jeff what the hell is going on?” Mike asked “Babe, I love your music! Here is how we want to arrange the song order.”: Different - which was a song he had written about realizing he didn’t quite fit in with the other kids You never knew - The song Jeff had sung at his house A wonderful disaster - a song about him losing his virginity with another equally inexperienced boy in college - “We are going to work that one into a duet! It’s hilarious!” Jeff chuckled King of the world - A song about being the young hot and hung new kid in town Three general songs about the life of a young gay man More than that - A song about realizing your “friends” just see you as an object and that life has so much more to offer Heartsong - A love ballad - “I wrote that for Luke’s wedding and sang it for their first dance” Mike said “And I’m going to sing it for you to close the album” Jeff said. snuggling deeper into his lap “Jeff these songs aren’t good enough for…” “I disagree” the producer cut in “They need a tweak here and there and we want to work at least two more into duets but I think as a whole they stand up well. Besides it’s time a mainstream album written from a LGBTQ point of view came out” “All we need is your agreement Babe” Jeff said “I have a contract right here” The producer said Jeff snatched it out of his hand “And we will get back to you AFTER our lawyers have reviewed it” he said The producer sighed “It was worth a try” he muttered Alone later Mike asked “Babe are you serious about this?” “Didn’t you ask me that before a long time ago? I am serious. You realize doing vocals and writing the music you will probably make more off this than I will?” “If it’s successful” Mike added “It will be” Jeff assured him They walked back to the gym and found Hank just finishing his workout covered in sweat. “Stand against the wall. Legs spread and hands on your head” Mike ordered working out the plug after Hank obeyed. It was Jeff however who stepped up and slid his cock into that firm muscle ass pounding him hard fast like only a 19 year old cab and introducing something new. Jeff’s smaller cock pounded that spot that Mike’s monster ignored as it slid past. Hank’s shame deepened as he realized he was enjoying getting fucked in fact he loved it. Hank let out a moan and Mike grinned knowing exactly what was happening. Jeff tried to make it last but he had not cum yet today and soon lost control breeding the moaning quarterback Jeff pulled out sitting on a bench to catch his breath as Mike stepped up and rammed his entire length into the cum slick hole making Hank groan in pain. “Daddy’s home” Mike said through a slightly malicious grin “Did you miss me?”

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This is a different story line from my others in this section, with different, although similar, characters. Hence the different thread. There is queer sex and het sex in this installment. The next installment will also have het sex and queer sex. Further installments in this tale will be in this thread below here. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- I was finishing up at work one day when I realized I was really horny. This wasn't that unusual. I was a guy with a higher then normal sex drive and a really hot girlfriend that loved to do just about everything. She even got off on sucking and watching me suck other guy's cocks and both of us getting fucked when we did occasional threesomes. We, of course, always used condoms when the other guys fucked me or her. I wondered if she knew how much I wanted to lose the rubbers and glory in getting loads in my ass and eating other guy's semen out of her. Thinking about our fucking this morning only made it worse. She was really verbal and talked about a guy we'd done a threesome with the week before. She said we should text him this evening for a repeat. She wanted me to fuck her while I sucked his cock, rolled a rubber on him and got my ass fucked. She wanted for me to cum in her pussy while he humped me and for him to blow his load in her mouth so I could kiss her after and we could all three snowball. She talked in detail about how it really turned her on watching me make out with a guy knowing his semen was in our mouths. That day I was thinking about the time before I met her when I did slip, now and then, and have really risky sex with men. I'd go to adult theaters and fuck other guys and get fucked raw, no words spoken. I'd do anon hookups in parks and backrooms in gay bars, taking loads from guys who's faces I never saw. I remembered how hot that was. I sighed; I loved my girlfriend and didn't want to endanger her health or our relationship. I was also fully aware that I was having more and better sex than the vast majority of guys on the planet. I tried but the forbidden thoughts wouldn't go away. Ok, I thought, a compromise. Surely it couldn't hurt if I just sucked a dick or two. I'd stop by the adult store on the way to my bus stop and see if I could get some action. I left work and headed down to Taboo video on 1st ave. There are three arcade booths there that are connected with glory holes. I lucked out and found the middle one empty. I fed a ten in the machine, pushed my pants down around my ankles and waited. On my right was a small hole, just big enough for a not too thick cock. To my left was a very large hole, large enough to put both arms through. Soon the door banged on my left and a man stood stroking his cock. I put my hand on the bottom of the hole and moved my mouth up in position. He stuck his smallish dick in my mouth and I obliged with a gentle suck. Before long the cock twitched a bit and I tasted my favorite sauce, semen. Predictably enough, a lull followed and I sat alone surrounded by empty booths. That was ok, there was some decent fag porn on the screen and I sat idly stroking my dick and watching some hot bareback action. Maybe ten minutes went by when, first the left door, then the right banged. The left was an older guy with a small dick. The right a good-looking middle-age man with a nice size cock that appeared to have problems getting hard. Feed that softy through the hole, buddy. I'll wake it up, post-haste. He didn't through, just sat stroking and flipping through straight porn. Phooey, a waste of space. Why sit in a gloryhole booth if you're not a sucker or suckee? I looked hopefully over to the old guy, but he just sat there watching yet more straight porn. I'd put my finger through both holes, so the guys presumably knew I was a hungry cock-sucker. No action, though. Both guys were watching me though, so I had some hope. But both just sat and stroked. Rats! A last right cock was finally hard, and a very nice cock it was. Average thickness and a bit longer than average. I'd just about given up when right cock stood up and faced the hole. I quickly fed another ten in the money slot and fingered the hole. That lovely dick immediately slid through and I was happy. After a few minutes he was losing his hard and pulled out. I looked and saw straight porn on his screen. Hey buddy, maybe that's your problem. You like getting sucked by a guy, but you don't want to admit it, so you watch porn goddesses sucking dick. Put some fag porn on the screen and admit you're a closet case who likes guys. I'll bet money against your load that that dick stays hard and I get fed my favorite fluid. Time went by and the old guy just sat and stroked, as did closet case. Doors banged on other booths as horny guys looking to feed my mouth were frustrated by the useless two. Then closet fed his dick to me again and again I was happy. This time he stayed hard. I nursed him for a while, then he pulled out, still hard, still facing the hole and stroking. I looked and saw fag porn on his screen. Alright, progress was being made! I looked again and saw that he was watching the same bareback vid I was watching. Fuck it, enough being a good boy. I stood up and backed my butt against the hole. Immediately that lovely prick nuzzled my ass. I bent over and spread my cheeks. He centered on my asshole and shoved in to the hilt in one smooth stroke. My stomach flipped over; I had a wonderful girlfriend that I loved and here I was getting fucked bareback my a guy whose face I'd never seen. Was I insane? No, I was more turned on than I'd been in ages. Fuck it, I braced myself against the left wall of the booth and moaned as closet raped my ass. My face was close to the big hole and the old guy looked at me with what I imagined was hunger. Two men fucking through a wall with no words spoken, with my ass about to be filled with anonymous cum of unknown status. Be nice and I'll let you fuck my ass next. You'd really love the feeling as your ancient cock slid in my wet pussy, wet with another man's semen. You'd be having sex with two men at once. My ass juices seeping into your pisshole along with closet's cum. I realized I'd reverted to being a complete slut in just a few minutes. He didn't last long. I guess his stroking and my sucking had done the job. I felt his cock stab into me, jerk and twitch and that lovely wet feeling as my pussy filled with another man's juice. He stayed in me a while, then I felt him soften and shrink and slip out. I turned around and saw him reaching for the paper towel dispenser. I rapped on the wall and beckoned with my finger. The lovely tool slipped through the hole again and I took him in my mouth and carefully cleaned him, savoring the taste of semen and ass juice. He pulled out again and zipped up and left. The old guy did the same. I sat and enjoyed the soreness that follows a good, hard fucking and the faint taste of cum in my mouth. Maybe ten minutes later I stood up, wiped my ass with my hand and licked cum off it. Then I bent over and licked the chair seat clean of the cum puddle that had formed under my cunt. It was 6:30 by then and no one replaced closet and old guy. I sat and watched porn until the money ran out, then cleaned up and left. On the bus home I savored the soreness in my ass and the taste in my mouth, wincing slightly as the bus hit a hole or a bump and my ass reminded me that it'd gotten fucked. I thought about an incident that's happened almost a year before I'd met my girlfriend. I'd answered an online ad and gone to a guy's house and gotten fucked by him and a friend of his. He was poz, undetectable, but his friend was poz and not on meds. They both fucked me twice, raw of course. That scared the shit out of me and I stopped doing risky shit and almost stopped having sex with guys. Then I'd met my girlfriend and settled down. However, they had given me a dvd that showed them fucking me and me begging for poz cum. That dvd was, from then to now, my favorite jerk off material. When I got home I found my girlfriend sitting with a grim look on her face. She'd obviously been crying. "What's wrong sweetie?" I tried to hug her but she pushed me away and slapped me. "Get away from me! Don't ever touch me or come close to me again!" I was stunned; she'd never been like this. She was the least drama-prone woman I'd ever been involved with. She picked up the dvd remote and hit resume. There I was on the 40-inch screen on my knees with a cock in my mouth and another, a black one, up my ass. It was obvious that no condoms were being used. "Fuck me and infect me with HIV! Knock me up! Poz me!" My image screamed. She turned it off. "My keys are on the coffee table. I'm leaving. I won't spend another night in this fucking place; you can have it. If you break the lease it's all on you. You'll never get a penny out of me. When I come get my shit there'll be four guys I know with me, and I don't want you here at that time, so make yourself scarce. I'll text you directions. I'm keeping that fucking DVD. I've also made a copy. If I get infected I'll have you arrested and I'll sue you for everything you'll ever have. You're goddam lucky I don't have the key to your gunsafe!" She turned and stalked into the bedroom and slammed the door, sobbing. Oh well, one of the things I'd liked about her was the passion she brought to everything. Now I was seeing the negative side of that passion. I decided I should make myself scarce immediately, and work out the details later, so I quickly filled a suitcase with enough to get me through a few days and then sat down and wrote a short note. It said, "It only happened once and it was over 2 years ago. I've tested HIV negative four times since and clean for everything else. The last test was two weeks ago. We didn't stop using condoms until I was sure I was clean. I'm sorry. Goodbye." I got a hotel room and sat thinking about what to do. It never crossed my mind to try to get her to forgive me; that was hopeless. I realized that it was Saturday night. Fuck it, I might as well admit it; I was bugchaser. Give up and admit it and admit I'd get infected - sooner or later. Might as well be sooner. I took a cab to a leather bar that I knew that had a backroom that was totally dark and encouraged anonymous sex. I poured a double whisky down my throat and opened the door to the backroom. It took only a few minutes until I had a man's arms wrapped around me and was getting his bare dick slammed in and out of my ass. Two minutes of grunting and thrusting and I felt a warm feeling in my guts. I'd just taken my second load since the night the dvd was made. It felt great. Pulling my pants up, I went back to the bar and got another drink. This time it was a single, rocks and I took my time. While doing this I talked to a guy and made out with him. This turned me on and I nodded towards the black room. "How many loads do you have in you?" "Just the one." "Wait until just before closing time, then I'll breed you. I like sloppy, cummy holes." "It's a deal." I was excited when he said "breed you," wondering if he was poz. Maybe, maybe not. A lot of guys in Seattle used the word "breed" to mean having bareback sex with no other implication. I really didn't care. No, that's not right; I wanted him to be poz, and I wanted him to fill me with poz cum. He was really hot; big, muscular and handsome. He'd pulled his cock out and had me fondle it. It was big, at least nine inches, and uncut. Best of all it was black. "See you in a few." The next guy lasted longer and I was nice and sore by the time he filled my ass with semen. Back in the bar the black guy was at the same spot. I got another single and went over to him. Soon both we were making out, our pants were unbuttoned and I had his lovely, hard cock in my hand and 3 of his fingers up my ass. "You're really nice and tight after two loads. I'm going to really enjoy breeding your cute butt." I moaned into his mouth. I was in faggot heaven. I couldn't wait for him to fuck a load into me. Back to the backroom. This went on until last call. I had six more drinks and took six more loads until finally I was back in the packed backroom with my sore, sloppy asshole getting reamed by my big dicked top. "Oh, yeah! I'm going to cum in your ass faggot! You ready for my charged load? Ready to get pozzed?" My cock squirted and I filled the mouth that nursed it with semen. God, was I ready! "Do it, poz me, knock me up, infect me with HIV!" The cock shuddered in me and I felt cum spurt into my guts. He held it in until he lost his hard-on and it slipped out. Out on the sidewalk he motioned to the place across the street. "Club Z is across the street. I've got a room reserved and want to see how many loads you can get fucked into your ass by dawn. While you were in the back getting your butt filled I texted some friends. I also put a couple of ads up saying a bugchaser will be at the club. You're my bitch now and will take any cock offered." Within 15 minutes I was strapped in a sling, blindfolded, and getting fucked. I was in heaven! I had no clue who was fucking me. I'd been to the place before and remembered seeing the kind of men there. They were every variety imaginable. Gorgeous, ripped leather gods to ugly trolls, toothless and obviously wasted with AIDS. Now and then my man would whisper in my ear about who was using me. It especially turned me on when he said things like "Shit, I thought he'd died last year. He's really wasted; how about it, boy, you ready for his AIDS cum?" He really did keep me in that sling until dawn. When I needed to piss he told me to piss all over myself, unless some queer wanted to drink it. Periodically someone would eat my ass out, suck the cum out, kiss me and feed it to me. When he finally unstrapped me and helped me out of the sling I had trouble standing for a little while. He told me to lay on the floor and lick the pool of semen up that'd run out of my ass. We cabbed back to the hotel and picked up my stuff, then he took me back to his place. He kept me there until my ex texted me Monday that I could return. During that time I stayed naked and serviced him and any man he let use me. Monday I went back to my place. By the first of the month I was moved into a small apartment in an old building on Capital Hill, the queerest part of Seattle. I was near enough to my man that I could be on my knees at his place getting fucked in a few minutes. He also instructed me to take any cock offered, any time. I did. When I came down with the fuck flu a couple of weeks later he had me stay at his place and nursed me. He also fucked me and had other's use me and had me fuck my newly toxic cum into two neg guys. Next installment: A Surprising Development

If I had been in Pig heaven earlier this was Nirvana, as the cock penetrating my ass passed the second ring and snaked its way into me deeper than any flesh and blood object had ever been. He was as deep in me as he could be, as I could feel his pubes against my ass. It seemed to be as good for him as it was for me, as he pushed as hard as he could and just held it there while letting out a deep groan. Slowly he pulled back, just a few centimeters, then pushed back in, making it a very, very deep fucking, causing my insides to stir. The cock in my mouth was pulled out, and the booth emptied. My focus was now entirely on what was happening in my bowels. My own cock even shrunk into my body and disappeared, not having anything to do with the immense pleasures I was feeling. It was however, still dripping with a steady flow of precum from all the anal stimulation. He started fucking with longer strokes and I could feel the head of his cock pass back and forth through my inner ring muscle. I was shivering. The disappointment I felt as he pulled all the way out, leaving the booth, was quickly replaced by excitement as there was a knock on my door. I opened, peered out, and there he was. Tall and slim with a bit of chest hair, but most notable was his cock hanging almost down to his knees. He was a handsome man, about my age, with a kind face with his brown eyes and dark beard with a few grey streaks in it. Around his neck was a ribbon with a big brown bottle hanging. He smiled at me, stepped inside, locked the door behind him, embraced me and kissed me deeply. Letting go of me he spun me around and directed his monster cock towards my hole again, slowly pushing it in. The head passed my inner ring, and I could feel my insides being filled and stretched. Being significantly taller than me he almost lifted me off the ground as he stood up, bringing me to stand on my toes with him fully embedded inside me, me being impaled on his member. He hugged me hard from behind and whispered in my ear: - “I can’t even remember when I was this deep inside someone, it’s been so long… It feels so fucking good!” I tried to reply, but I realized I hadn’t even taken a breath since he started entering me, so with a gasp I whimpered: - “Yes… Amazing… I… Can’t… … Fuck me! Please fuck me! Breed me!”. - “Oh, I will, trust me, you’re not going anywhere until I’ve shot my load in you, as deep as I possibly can.”, he said while letting me down on my feet again and pulling out just far enough that the head of his cock was still inside me, but outside my inner hole. - “Thank you… “, I started saying but was interrupted by him plunging all the way in again, causing me to lose my breath yet again. He pushed me forward into the corner of the booth so I could lean against the walls with both my arms, then started to fuck me with long deep strokes. He stopped and I heard him unscrew the cap of his poppers bottle, he took two deep hits and then held it under my nose. Wanting more effect, I grabbed the bottle, wiped the neck with my hand and took a huge hit through my mouth, held it, exhaled and repeated. It was a strong, freshly opened bottle, and the rush hit me hard causing me to back up against him. - “Wow, a pro!”, he said with a chuckle as he took another hit, then screwed the cap back on and started fucking me again. This time it wasn’t a sensual fuck, it was a fuck with a mission. Long, hard, fast, piston fucking. I was out of breath, my vision blurred and my head spinning with intense sensations as I was receiving the pounding of my life. If I hadn’t had the walls to lean on, I’m sure I would’ve been on the floor by now. He pushed my head down even further, I had to support myself with one hand on the floor, and maybe he was getting access to another millimeter of my hole this way. He was slamming into me hard, the slapping sound reverberating in the sauna, and I remember thinking that the neighbors were probably able to hear it. - “I’m going to fucking blow!”, he was almost screaming. I was completely unable to respond or do anything but take it. He pushed in as far as he could, pulling me by the hips so hard I was sure I’d be bruised by tomorrow. I felt him pulsating in me. He was shaking. I was shaking. As his orgasm subsided, he pulled me up to standing position and pulled out of me. I turned around, but my legs couldn’t carry me anymore and I slumped down on the floor with my back against the wall, sweating profusely. - “Are you OK?”, he said with real care in his voice. - “I’m more than OK. This was the best fuck I’ve had in many years!” My eyes were fixated on his softening cock. A drop of cum was hanging from the glans, almost teasing me. I reached out, grabbed it, and licked the cum off the head of his cock. I pulled along the shaft, milking it, sucking the very last drops out of him. He looked down at me and smiled. - “You’re such a good sub. I hope we meet again, there’s lots of things I’d like to do to you… Kinky things… Very kinky…”, he said and grinned. Before he left the booth, he grabbed the key that was hanging from a rubber band around my wrist, and looked at the little numbered badge, then flashed a smile at me and exited, leaving the door open. Outside the door was a couple of bears, one young and one old, looking at me with huge grins on their faces. - “Well done!”, the older one said.

So, this Holy Sunday I went to the sauna by myself as I usually do. My husband is too shy and needs to be drunk to let loose, and since this was during the day he was never in the mood. I arrived about 30 minutes after opening and it was already packed. Lovely! I’m going to have some fun! I started as I usually do by showering and then went back to my locker to pick up the little bag of lube and poppers that I always bring. My first stop is always the steam sauna. It’s so nice to just heat up a bit before exploring the rest of the place. It’s also a great place for anonymous fucking since it’s completely dark in there. As soon as I stepped inside the doors, I took a squirt of lube and gave myself a good fingering to loosen up in case someone would want to stick something nicer in there, then I started stroking to give myself a chubby. Showing off my rather large cock is usually a good way to get some attention. I stood leaning against the wall waiting for my eyes to adjust to the darkness, watching men of all types walking by while I was pulling on my meat. I had my towel over my shoulder as opposed to most people who had it wrapped tightly around their waists. Eventually I could make out shapes of bodies moving around in the darkness, and I headed into the innermost darkness of the steam room. It was a small room, completely tiled with built-in benches around the walls, perfect to kneel on. Warm, wet, sweaty bodies were pushing by and sliding against mine and I was in heaven, hard as a fucking rock. It was really crowded, and I soon felt a big hard cock pressed against my side. I grabbed it with my right hand, not caring about the man attached to it, turned my ass towards it and guided it in between my ass cheeks, rubbing it up and down over my hole. The owner of the cock started pressing harder against me and the head of his cock slipped in. It was definitely a thick one, I could tell by the way the head alone was stretching me open. He grabbed my hand and pulled it away from his cock, grabbed my hips and forcefully showed the entire thing inside me. I was NOT ready for that, FUCK it hurt! He must've sensed my discomfort, because he held still inside me for a while to let me catch my breath. Very nice of him. I could feel a bit of a belly on him, pushing against my lower back. I pulled out my poppers and took a big hit and held it until I could feel myself relaxing. He pushed me up against a wall with a bench so I could lean forward and lift my knee up on the bench, giving him even better access to my hole. He started fucking me with long slow strokes and it was really starting to feel amazing. After a few minutes he was picking up speed and I heard the telltale forced breathing of a man about to explode. He grabbed my throat from behind and pulled me up and kissed my neck. He was bearded, I could feel it against my neck. He moved his mouth to my ear and said: - "You want my cum?" - "YES!", I responded, maybe a bit too enthusiastically. He gave me a few last hard poundings and started shooting the first load of the day, deep into my guts. Then he pulled out quickly and disappeared, not giving me any chance to turn around and see who he was. Out of breath I clenched my ass, turned around and sat down on the bench to regain composure. Fuck, that was good! I love not having the faintest idea who's cum is inside me. Sitting down, my cock still hard as rock, I looked up and laid eyes on one of the most perfect men I've ever seen. He was standing just where a sliver of light shone in from the glass doors, and his muscular body and dark brown skin was shimmering. He could've been picked right from an American high school sports movie, being the handsome black quarterback of the school team, the one that all the girls wanted to be with, and all the boys wanted to be. Now he was in front of me, in a crowded steam room, trying to make his way into the darkness where I was sitting. He came closer and stood with his back against the wall, I stood up next to him and "accidentally" brushed my hard cock against his thigh. It made him flinch, apparently his eyes hadn't adjusted yet, but he grabbed it with his big hand and started stroking me. I grabbed his cock too, and it was absolutely huge, but still soft. A lot bigger than mine, BUT STILL SOFT. Apparently, he knew his way around this dark corner as he quickly pushed me to the side getting in position; bent over, on his knees, on the bench. Oh, he was a bottom! Never letting go of my cock he guided it towards his hole and pushed back, causing me to end up inside of him. It was velvety smooth, and I could feel it was well lubed as it enveloped the head of my cock, or maybe he had already taken a load or two. I started pushing in, he let go of my cock and I could soon feel his firm ass muscles pressing against my hips. I could not believe my luck. A fresh load in my ass and now this beautiful specimen of a man wrapped around my raw cock. I started fucking him, hearing him moan. I reached around his waist to feel all those awesome abs and moved up towards his huge pecs, giving his nipples a little tweak. I let my hands slide up to his armpits, feeling the trimmed hair brushing over my fingertips. I grabbed his arms, feeling his biceps, realizing my hands would be too small to be able to grab them. This was truly one of the most perfectly muscular men I've ever had the pleasure to feel. And I was inside him. Raw, as it should be. Other men were standing of both sides of us, feeling him up as well. My head was spinning; the steam, the poppers and the previous physical exercise was making me hot and tired, my cock was softening, and I needed a break, so I slipped out of him. Another man immediately took my place, and I was happy to see that this black Adonis didn't have a care in the world who was fucking him, as long as there was someone inside him. A good cum dump should always be like this. Somehow, I managed to squeeze myself down sitting on the bench next to him, I just didn't want to leave in case I got hard enough again to dump a load in him. The man fucking him groaned and apparently shot his load, then pulled out and was again immediately replaced by the next guy. This bottom was popular, and I could fully understand why. My hands started feeling his body again, and again ended up stroking the hair of his armpit. He noticed me and lifted his arm, giving me more access. I leaned in and started licking his nipple, to which he responded by grabbing my head and showing it right into his armpit, wheezing in my ear: - “Lick it!". Oh yes, I licked that sweaty muscular armpit like it was my last meal before execution. He moaned and I grabbed his cock and could feel it stiffen; having his pits licked was apparently as much of a turn on for him as it was for me licking them. He moaned, I moaned, the man fucking him moaned and I was furiously beating my meat, getting close to coming. - “Let me know if you're going to blow..." he whispered in my ear. - "Soon... Very soon... Ugh... Now!" He quickly pulled off the man fucking him, moved over, and impaled himself on my cock just as I started blasting my seed. Six or seven large spurts ended up inside him and I almost passed out. When my orgasm subsided, he expertly squeezed the last drops out of my cock as he slid off it and went back to standing position. The man who had previously fucked him quickly shoved back into the now very sloppy cum filled hole and resumed his movements. - "Thanks", he said, and I responded: - "My pleasure" and gave him a quick kiss before I pushed my way out of the dark, needing desperately to cool off. A quick rinse in the cool showers, a Gin & Tonic at the bar, and I was back to my load hunting.

Late bloomer. 30's My friends and I were at a bar in Seaside NJ. Drinking a lot hanging with a bunch of girls. I kept getting drinks and there was a guy I bumped into while getting my drinks. We talked a bit and every time I got drink we would talk then he started to buy us our rounds. So I made friends with him and then we talked and I drank alot. My friends hooked up with the girls and the one i was with had to leave. They wanted to leave he said stay and he will drive me over to our room later. I said ok i was have fun. I got really loaded and he said let go to my place before he is too drunk to drive. I agreed. We got to his place and went to his room to watch tv and party. I was on his be with him still no sexual stuff yet. We talked and I was drinking a bit more. He said he was tired too tired to drive so he will get me to my place in the morning I agreed. I was really wasted then. He said for me to have the bed he will sleep on the floor with a blanket. So he took off his paints and i did too we would just sleep in our underwear still didn't know he had an agenda. He turned out the lights and left the tv on. He laid down next to me on the floor and I passed out. Later I woke up to him on his knees playing with my dick. I was still wasted and he started to suck my cock and suck my balls. I realized what was going on he held me down a bit with his hand on my neck as he sucked. I was getting angry but fucking aroused at the same time. Then he crawled up on me rolling me over sat on my ass and started to rub my back. Still had a strong hand around my neck. Then i felt him pulled my underwear off and started to rub my ass. I didnt know what to do but I was enjoying it. Then i felt him move and now totally on top of me. I felt him wipe my ass with something wet and he stuck his dick in me. He went very slow and it hurt real bad at 1st at that point i was either going to get sick or black out. He eventually had his whole dick in me and started to thrust. I was so shocked,angry, scared but It did feel good after a while. He must have been doing it a while. While him doing this he had his arm around my neck in a choke hold. No idea how long but he then made a loud moan and i felt his throbbing dick. He then pulled out and got a wet towel. I had a mess down there. He cleaned me up and himself a bit and flipped me over i was so numb and sore he then sucked me for a bit and I couldn't believe how fast I came. He said go take a shower and he would change the sheets. I was in the bathroom and wanted to climb out the window but I was totally naked. So i started the shower and got cleaned. My ass was sore but weird it felt good. I returned to the room and he was sitting there all naked. He said come over and sit next to him. So i did with the towel wrapped around me. He said i had a very nice ass. And started to rub my leggs. Then he started to rub my dick again. I couldn't believe i was getting aroused again. He asked if I like my ass eaten I said never had it done. He laughed and pushed me over pulled the towel off and started to kiss my back and my ass and licked all over my ass till he hit my hole. Then the funny part I stuck my ass up for him to eat it..lol. i was so into it. He had his tongue deep sucking my hole and i bet i was still dripping him. He ate me for at least an hour and I got hard as a rock. He got up grab something's and went back eating my ass. He then put something on my ass that got warm and stuck a finger in my hole. Then two. Then more. My hole felt better and I was feeling good. Then I felt his dick again go in. But it slipped in much easier no pain and it felt so good my dick exploded between me and the bed. I moan real loud the got him hot so he thusted real fast and hard for a long time. Then he moaned real loud and I felt his dick throb. He pulled out laid next to me and he fell asleep. And so did I. We woke up got showed together got cleaned dress and he drove me to were my friends place was. We didn't talk much I got out and he drove away. Never found him again. I guess thats why Im a bottom? Never forget it. Still gets me hard thinking about him.

I barebacked few times during the early 90's and I was luck that I am clean. I went to a porn movie theater dressed and got few times corned and had my ass open to their cocks until they drop their loads inside me. One time got two loads, one after another, in a corned of the movie theater called "little hell" which had a lot pos guys and negs barebacking. Also, I suck and drunk a lot cum during 90's in movie theaters, my record was over 20, no status asked, all anon...

Just as I started to catch my breath, he leaned in and kissed me gently at first but then more aggressively—forcing his tongue deep into my mouth. At the same time he pulled my hands up over my head and pinned them down. With every action he was reinforcing his control over me—complete control. I was still pretty fuzzy from the overdose of g he had given me, so it was a lot for me to take in and process. But as he kissed me and held me down—his body heavy on top of me—I felt myself let go and give in to him. I started to kiss him back just as deeply. And I started to grind my hips up toward his cock. “That’s a good boy. You are starting to learn what you are and what you need. And daddy can give you what you need and help you become your true self. Do you understand boy?” I nodded my head slowly as he stroked by face and licked my ear. He pushed himself off of me and looked down “You are one hot fucking piece of ass, boy.” With no warning he grabbed my torso and lifted it up off the bed and over his shoulder—just as he had done with my boyfriend earlier—and started to carry me across the penthouse playroom. As he walked, he slapped my ass a few times, telling me how hot it was to fuck. “You have no idea how great that ass is. I’m not going to ever let you leave, boy. I’m just going to keep you up here fucked up getting fucked all the time. You don’t know it yet, but I’m about to change your life forever.” We finally reached wherever he was going, and he very gently set me down so that I was standing in front of him. Before I could look around he pulled me into his chest and wrapped his arms around me. “I’m going to take such good care of you, boy. You have no idea how much pleasure I’m going to bring to your life. Are you ready?” I looked up into his eyes and nodded. “I want to hear you say you’re ready. Tell daddy you want to be his boy.” “Yes, daddy. I want to be your boy.” He leaned in close and cupped my chin with his hand. “Say it again, boy.” “I want to be your boy, daddy.” He started to shift his weight away from me and shake his head. “I don’t know, boy. You don’t seem like you really want it…” I threw my arms around him and buried my face in his hairy pecs, “Please, daddy, I’ll do whatever you want. Please! I need to be your boy.” I was completely overcome with terror as I thought about never being held or kissed or fucked by him again—this man who had drugged and raped me. I knew that part of it was the lingering effects of the g. But it was more than that. “I think you are ready, boy.” He walked me a few steps backward and leaned me back into a sling that was in a semiprivate alcove at the opposite end of the penthouse from the oversized bed. “This is my own little private play area—my husband can only come here when he’s invited. It’s where I like to break in my new fuck boys.” He gently lifted my legs into the sling and fastened them into cuffs and then pulled me all the way back into the sling and did the same for my right arm. The left arm he left free and pushed a rolling cart with a padded rest underneath. He stepped behind me and grabbed something from a shelf, which I realized was a blindfold as he slipped it over me eyes. “Just relax—daddy’s going to take good care of you. The only way to be my boy is to trust me completely and absolutely. There’s nothing you can do and no way to turn back now, little boy, so you need to make the choice to give yourself to me unconditionally.” I nodded as the words “Yes daddy, anything you want.” tumbled out of my mouth. “Good boy.” I could hear him doing something behind me, but my brain couldn’t make sense of what it was he could be doing. I heard and felt a chair being pulled up beside me on the side where my arm was not restrained. “Hold your arm completely still.” I felt him wipe my arm with something cold and wet—and it only then dawned on my that he was about to use a needle to inject me with something. I must have tensed up a bit because he whispered to me, “Don’t you worry boy. Daddy was a fireman for over thirty years—so he’s had extensive medical training. Just relax and learn to love being my chem boy.” As he said the last few words, let out a deep breath and tried to let go of my anxiety. I felt the smallest prick and a few seconds later I started to cough intensely and suddenly I was alive like I’ve never been before. Every nerve in my body was tingling. I started to pant and moan. And that’s when daddy slipped his hard cock back inside of me. The second he buried his thick cock all the way to the hilt I shot a load. “Fuck, yeah, boy. You like getting slammed and having daddy’s cock all the way inside you??” “YES! Please! Don’t ever stop fucking me. Please!”