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“Have you thought about doing gay porn?” If you’re an aspiring actor in Los Angeles, this is not want you want to hear from your agent. Granted, she had made it clear that she believed there was a natural limit to my talent, and I was going to need to rely on my charm, looks and physique to get anywhere. Clearly this wasn’t working, and I was getting desperate as I toiled away in gym and bar jobs that did not interest me at all, while either getting no auditions or receiving not-so-complimentary feedback from the ones I did attend. I think my agent had given me the suggestion for an alternative career goal so that I could still have some potential for a form of stardom, which I suppose is what I was actually seeking rather than being motivated by a love for the craft of acting (and god knows going into music wasn’t an option for someone so tone-deaf). My counter suggestion that perhaps straight porn might work better for me fell on deaf ears, as when I did eventually relent and agree it was indeed an all-male shoot that I turned up to. By that point I had selected the stage name of Greg Burnside. In my first scene I just received oral, but for my second I was expected to fuck a guy. Evidently my performance down well, as thereafter I became increasingly in demand as a top. I’ve got to say that I did actually get into it, finding that there was something that did it for me despite not having been aware of any interest in men before. Signing an exclusive contract with a new studio started the next phase of my career in the industry. While initially still just topping, I was now also doing the occasional scene where my rear end would receive some attention, including rimming and light fingering, and I started to suck dicks and rim butts myself in some scenes. I’ve got to admit, this all stirred some real curiosity in me about the whole of the gay sex experience, and when I was offered a wad of cash to lose my anal virginity in a scene that would be heavily marketed as a special event given the star I had become, I eventually agreed. The studio I was with had pivoted mostly into bareback, but all of us performers received supplies of prep and regular health checks, so once I had agreed to get fucked it didn’t take much effort from the studio to extend that to me being taken raw. I was allowed to select another top to do the deed, and a couple of weeks later I was to be found in a rented luxury villa getting railed for the first time. It was such a revelation for me that they eventually shot a second scene the same day with another of the studio’s tops who was able to be drafted in at short notice. Thereafter I assumed a versatile role for the studio, while still making sure that any interviews or promotional materials made it clear that I am straight. The studio was fully on board with this, seeing the extra appeal this seemed to generate amongst audiences, and they soon started doing joint productions with their hetero studio subsidiary on bisexual films where I would fuck women and get fucked by men, often at the same time time. Late in 2019 I was approached by the studio execs again with another wad of cash to do my first gangbang. I mean, I had been involved in one before as a top, plus several orgy scenes once I had gone versatile, but this time they were proposing that I would be the sole bottom in a scene where I would be fucked and bred by at least five other guys. It was proposed that it would be set in a locker room, with me cast as a cocky quarterback being taken down a peg by my teammates. I made a bit of a show of needing to be convinced, but in truth I had sprung the biggest hard-on of my life when I had first read the email about it, and I knew my answer was going to be yes. Filming the scene was epic, as they had managed to increase the budget and assemble ten tops from their stable. Two of them were fellow gay-for-pay stars that were friends of mine, and over the week leading up to the filming they had come over regularly to get me ‘warmed up’. Prior to that I had never had sex with men off-camera, but once again I found myself enjoying the exploration of a side of me I had not known I had. Anyway, on the actual day of the shoot, all ten men fucked me in various positions around the locker room, with three of them coming inside me while the others blew on my hole before pushing back in. While being pounded I sucked dicks, rimmed buttholes, and generally got well and truly used. I was a fucked-out mess by the end of it, but strangely satisfied in a way I don’t think I ever had been. Everyone on set seemed to be excited by what had been achieved, and when it was released in early 2020 it was a massive instant success. My star had truly risen, and I was making quite an income that allowed me to buy a nice house, an expensive car, designer clothes, and a couple of huge chains that I had always wanted. My career choice had, however, always made it quite difficult to sustain relationships with women, and when the pandemic hit I was firmly single. With my normal work no longer an option while we all got stuck in quarantine, OnlyFans and the studio’s own website provided me a route to keep making some income through live streams and other self-made solo videos. Those where I used my toy collection on myself proved to be particularly lucrative, and over the weeks stuck indoors I took delivery of several increasingly big dildos to use. However, behind the scenes I was losing my mind. Being mostly single it wasn’t the solitude causing the problem as I was used to being alone at home for extended periods, and masturbation was doing the job for the most part on one front in keeping myself sexually satisfied. No, my issue was that I needed cock. Real cock. On video - but far more in private - I was trying to satisfy an increasingly unbearable itch with the dildos and vibrators, but it wasn’t really working. I was, I now had to admit to myself, missing the bareback breedings I had got used to receiving, and in particular had that nagging feeling that I needed to be properly used like I had been in the last scene I’d filmed before Covid. Eventually it got too much, and one night after a few too many drinks and a good hour of riding my biggest dildo, I threw on some shorts, got on my bike and cycled along the deserted valley roads to the start of the nature trail. I had walked and run it by day many times, but it was the nighttime activity it was infamous for that I was now seeking. I walked for quite some time without seeing evidence of any activity, but once I got to the toilet block I found a couple of guys just standing around. I stood near them and lit up a cigarette, totally unsure of what was supposed to happen, but when nothing had changed once the cigarette had finished I decided to check things out inside. There was some very dim light in the block, and two men standing at the urinals who didn’t appear to be actually pissing. They both looked at me as I entered and nodded, and then watched me make my way into one of the stalls. I had not been into these toilets before, but was not surprised to see large glory holes in each side wall. I had come here for one thing and thought I may as well make that clear, so I shucked down my shorts, pressed my ass against one of the holes, and waited. I heard the men outside shuffling around, and soon saw one of them was looking through the hole closest to my head. Then his eye was gone, and a moment later a cock came through. At the same time I felt a finger graze over my hole, meaning I had got the attention of the other guy. I reached out and gently grasped the cock in front of me, stretching my torso out to be able to get the tip of it into my mouth so that I maintained his interest, even though the width of the stall prevented me from being able to properly swallow it as I expected he wanted. The guy behind me clearly realised I was already loosened from my earlier dildo ride, so the fingering was brief before he started sliding his dick into me. I moaned in ecstasy around the tip of the cock in my mouth, loving the feeling of a real man sliding balls deep inside me. He wasted no time in getting into a rhythm, and I revelled in the feeling of finally being fucked again while ignoring the “but you’re straight” voices inside my head. All too soon the man behind me began to pant and speed up, and then I felt him slam in a final time and unload in me. The guy in front of me pulled out and left his stall at that point, and I didn’t have to wait long before shuffling behind me resulted in the second cock of the night sliding up my hole. His was thinner but longer, so I moaned and panted as his frenetic fucking style probed me nice and deep. He didn’t last long though, before adding his own load. He withdrew and appeared to leave the block, but I decided to stay where I was in the hope of more, the cum dripping out of my hole onto the floor between my feet. My patience was rewarded when two other men came into the block, who I guessed were probably the ones who had been loitering outside. Once again, a cock was slid into me while another came through the hole in front of me, and this one in particular got my intention as it was girthy, even longer than the other one I had managed to suck on a bit, and had a huge PA in it. I got so excited thinking about what it was going to feel like that I really went to town with my ass muscles to get my third fucker of the night to blow in me, which he did fairly soon after he first started pounding into me. The fourth cock was just incredible, stretching me out while going deeper than any of the others. The piercing rubbing my internal walls kind of hurt but also felt incredible, and I know for a fact I was loudly moaning and groaning the place down in appreciation. Fortunately the guy in me also had stamina, and this fuck was nice and long. When he did eventually breed me, there were more cocks ready to take over, either new men who had maybe been drawn in by the noise or the earlier fuckers getting a second wind. Either way, I was taken three more times with minimal gaps before there seemed to be no others on hand. I could have gone on for hours more, but I also felt satisfied at last after weeks of not getting what I apparently now needed. The thing was, the onset of the pandemic had also resulted in an interruption in the supply of pills from the studio, something that had not crossed my mind that night or, if it had, I was also doing a good job of burying those voices too in my eagerness to get fucked. That meant that, when all these men blew in me, I was completely vulnerable to the whatever they might be carrying. When I came back to the trail the next night and got fucked by three men in a clearing, I was at their mercy. When I drove to a rest stop on the interstate the night after that and got used for three hours by various passing men, I was defenceless. This risk seemed to be inconsequential though. Spending all day thinking up something to do on camera, filming and editing it, posting the video and monitoring the comments, and otherwise working out my body and regularly riding dildos, was basically making me a needy horny mess every night. Now that I had found a solution, I just could not stop myself from heading out under the cover of darkness to find other men who were ignoring the quarantine rules and getting together in secret. The trail was my most regular haunt, the truck stop a close second, but I also made a couple of visits to a house where a tattooed chubby couple in their fifties that I’d linked up with online saw to my needs and also introduced me to getting double-fucked. They knew full well who I was, and really got off on reaming me out and filling me with their loads. Three weeks after my first trip to the trail, and after yet another night on my hands and knees in the dirt, I woke up feeling like death. That went on for a few days, but as all the Covid tests I took came up negative I concluded that I had just caught the flu during my encounters. Once I was fully better, my sex drive appeared to have gone even more into overdrive, and I resumed my nightly quests for cock. It was like an addiction, and god knows there were plenty of ‘dealers’ out there. A few weeks later we were able to resume making proper porn with some restrictions, and so the studio duly got us all booked in for health checks while starting up our prep supply again. Despite my recent antics, I was actually floored and devastated by the doctor informing me I had tested positive for HIV, and it was only once I had retreated into my house and my thoughts that I finally began to clearly see who I had become and what I had been doing. I was the very definition of a cumdump, accepting any and every load without question or protection, so of course I was going to get infected. It then became more of a shock to me that it was only HIV that I had picked up. Carrying on my career as it had been before Covid was no longer an option, but behind the murky scenes of the industry my studio had actually invested in another that catered to the growing demand for less mainstream content. I was going to have to deal with making less money, but there was a home for me there if I wanted it. So here I now am, the toast of Scorpex studios after having brought a sizeable fanbase with me that has swelled the number of subscribers on the website. They mostly want me versatile, so aside from a particular series of scenes we’ve been shooting, it’s only outside of the set that my true nature as an eager, insatiable bottom gets to shine. I’ve even somehow got myself a boyfriend of sorts, in the form of one of my fellow ‘straight’ porn stars from the last studio who also had a tough time maintaining his heterosexuality during the pandemic. The amount of time he spends buried in my cum-filled hole has done the job of also bringing him into the Scorpex stable, unless of course it was one of the many occasions when he bends over next to me in a toilet block or sex club (and he was a strict top-only before the pandemic). As much as I am fine with the versatility on set, my passion project has been that other series of scenes. This is a set of long single-scene shoots that I have co-directed, all being released onto the Scorpex website under the Ganging Greg title in several volumes. Each one has been a large nonstop gangbang, with a different theme in terms of both setting and the type of tops. The most recent volume has caused something of a stir, as I took inspiration from my favourite story on Breeding Zone by shooting it in a filthy sauna complex. The tops were all older men who were obviously poz, that obviousness either being because of their tattoos or the general wasted states of their bodies, and I was used by all of them as I roamed around the various rooms and corridors. Despite working with Scorpex now, I have never actually disclosed my status publicly nor got an associated tattoo, so the latest film has ignited a lot of chatter online that I have found greatly amusing. What’s next? Well, at some point I guess I’ll finally end the chatter and get my other arm tatted with something suitable. My boyfriend has suggested we do some sort of video where we appear to both eagerly seek a pozzing side by side, which would probably have to be released as some sort of ‘hidden camera’ sex tape. That does sound like fun, though I do wonder about so overtly lying given the high viral loads we both already have. I’m thinking it might actually be more fun to see if we can find one of our former studio stablemates to induct into Scorpex for real. What do you think?

Some of the minor characters in this story first appeared in this story. Zeke moved through the bath house with a confident, masculine, sensual strut knowing the very men who turned away from his gaze deep inside them wanted what he offered. At nearly 6 feet 6 inches and only 195 pounds he looked thinner than he really was. It enhanced the image he wanted to project. Long dark hair with a strand of white here and there hung about his face framing the illusion of sunken cheeks his done structure gave him in low light the sensual curve of his lips curled into a wicked, taunting smile and his eyes. Those ice blue compelling eyes that always seemed to catch the light even in near darkness. His nails were painted black and his body was covered in tattoos with a biohazard prominently displayed above his cock which was currently confined bulging out the front of his leather pants but when he freed it to wreak it’s damage on the men who succumbed to their own dark desires it was thick and hung long, never limp, it always had a slight lifting curve because of the huge balls under it like small oranges hanging low, churning out that liquid poison they all feared and all wanted so badly. He strode through the back room past the benches and slings to a large sturdy chair against the wall on a slightly raised dais, almost a throne and sat surveying his subjects. The men engaged in debauchery before him. Grinding and sweating. Fucking and fisting. All aware of him on some level. Hoping to not draw his attention and craving it at the same time but tonight Zeke paid them little mind knowing his prey would come to him… soon. Sure enough as Zeke looked up the boy meekly slipped through the door wide eyed at the sexual mayhem in the room. Barely old enough to be here. Not a virgin but full of the innocence of small town life where he had to hide who he was. One bight with an older man a week after his 18th birthday and now a trip to the city and this bath house. Zeke saw all this in a glance and smiled as the boy spotted him across the room and blushed red as Zeke’s hand caressed the bulge in his pants and motioned the boy closer. It was time for the game to begin. “What is your name pretty boy?” Zeke asked as he drew closer. “Tommy…. ummm … Tom” he replied trying to sound older “I’m Zeke Tommy, nice to meet you. Now that we know each other, why don’t you come over hare, kneel and accept me as your Master? You will eventually. You will submit and I will yank you out of that boring little life you knew till now and change you” Tommy looked shocked by his directness and wanted to back away but like a rabbit caught in the gaze of a snake Zeke’s eyes held him. “Ummm maybe I should go…” Tommy said though his feet stayed planted. Zeke ignored him and continued. “By the time I’m done with you you will not even recognize the person you have become. I’m going to enslave you to free you. The price is high but you will willingly pay” he said slowly unbuttoning his pants and letting his cock hang out running a finger along a vein in it then up to the base and further up to circle the biohazard tattoo. “Do you know what this means?” Tommy swallowed and nodded “That’s the price for being enslaved and used. That’s the price for being mine. For the things I will teach you. The pleasure pleasing me will bring to you.” Zeke said quietly in a room full of the sounds of raw man sex but Tommy heard every word. “Deep inside you know you want to be mine, you even want my virus to claim you so you very blood will be mine.” Then he dropped his gaze freeing the helpless boy before him. That was one of the rules. It had to be willing. Tommy backed up a step but the seed was planted in his mind and his eyes could not pull away from the motion of Zeke’s finger which had returned to stroking that vein. Finally the boy blinked and stumbled out of the room. He would roam the bath house and many men would offer but his mind would be filled with thoughts of Zeke and his words, He would be back. Zeke watched his minions writhing in the sexual dance and waited. Tommy wandered the halls, looking in the open doors at the men lying in semi darkness hands languidly stroking hard flesh in open invitation. Any of these men. muscular or stout, hairy or smooth could have satisfied his inexperienced needs. Indeed they could have shaped his sexual appetites for the rest of his life with their own little kinks but none of them caught his attention. None of them excited him, thrilled him, made him shiver with hear and desire. His mind kept going back to Zeke. The way he could feel the wrongness, The evil. The malicious intent to taint him for life. To free him… His mind distracted his treacherous feet kept taking him past the entrance to the back room and every time he glanced through it Zeke’s eyes caught him, that wicked, knowing smile on his lips. Finally Tommy gave in, walking to the throne and sinking to his knees. Part of his mind screaming at him to run but his lust overriding all logical thought. Zeke didn’t say a word he just motioned him to stand and walked him to a device like a large X securing his wrists and ankles tightly and began to spank him with a firm hand then a paddle. The pain rewired Tommy’s brain making his cock grow hard and when Zeke clamped sharp clips to his nipples he almost came. Zeke worked the boy's body with an expert touch. Pain and pleasure merging till he was almost incoherent lost in the sensations groaning in wanton acceptance as Zeke’s cock finally probed his crack finding his hole and plunging in almost ripping the boy’s tender flesh as he forced him open his warm, wet, silky insides to him Feeling that smooth bubble ass, so young and healthy looking grind back into him as his massive balls swung with his thrusts “Here it comes Tommy boy” Zeke hissed in his ear “Here comes my tainted seed, my virus to infect you. There is no turning back now just give in to it and let me into your blood and soul.” and his balls contracted, pumping his poison as he came deep inside “You! Are! Mine!” each word punctuated with a long jet of toxic cum filling that battered receptive hole. Tommy’s cock erupted sending his cum flying. The men who had been watching the show cheered

“I think Dean might be next” said my boyfriend Stone. “He seems up for it.” “Dean?” I replied. “I thought he was strictly a top.” “So was I, if you remember” said Stone, smirking. “From what I hear, his last girlfriend started pegging him and now he’s a bit more vers.” “I didn’t know they’d got him to bottom” I said. “They haven’t. But Rex told me one of the fluffers had told him that he fucked Dean in a bathroom to get him turned on enough to perform.” I let out a bit hearty laugh, realising that Dean must have become a slave to his ass like I had. “But” continued Stone, “they’ve benched him for a bit because his doctor is making him take a break from prep.” “Oh really” I said, smirking. “He messaged me earlier and sounded pretty pissed” he said. “In that case I bet he’d be up for joining us” I said. “Call him, while I go and buy some cameras.” It turns out that Dean Hardrock (stage name of course) was in fact very up for it, as it was only the next day that he turned up at our house with two bottles of wine and a lot of nervous energy. We plied him with a few drinks while sitting out the back smoking cigarettes, and then got down to business. Stone just bluntly asked him what he was hoping for from the night, and after a lot of mumbling and looking at the floor he eventually admitted he wanted to be spitroasted for the first time and otherwise just used for as long as we had the energy. He never mentioned condoms nor asked us about status, and as far as we were concerned it was common knowledge in the industry that Scorpex was a place for poz stars to shine so he should know what he was getting into. With no issues on that front to work through, we encouraged him into the bedroom, got ourselves naked, and then placed him on all fours on the bed. While Stone moved into position to allow Dean to suck him, I stealthily activated the four hidden cameras I had set up around the room. You could tell Dean was inexperienced in this role thanks to his lacklustre oral efforts, so we quickly moved things along by taking turns rimmimg and fingering his pert, tight ass. Stone then went first, sliding his girthy cock into Dean before pausing to allow the man to get used to it. The fuck was initially slow and gentle, but once I had moved round to let Dean suck on my cock, Stone picked up the pace and really let his expertise as a top shine through. Dean moaned throughout, enabling me to push my cock down his throat and force him to stifle his gag reflex, something he would need to learn if we were to bring him over to Scorpex eventually. Stone has legendary stamina, so I had to frequently pull back from Dean’s gradually relaxing throat to stop myself from coming too soon. I made Dean rim me a bit as he got pounded, and then eventually had to stand back and just watch this straight hunk be fucked like he never had been. His grunts and moans let us know he was loving it. When Stone finally blew his toxic load into Dean he roared out in triumph, sweat pouring off him. Dean too was a sweaty mess, but he got no respite as I slammed into his stretched, cummy hole as soon as Stone had withdrawn. I power fucked him while he did his best to clean off Stone’s cock, and soon added my tainted load to his hole. I then plugged him up before we put on our underwear and went out back for another drink and smoke. For round two we took things into the playroom in our basement, which we had fitted out when Stone had decided he wanted somewhere I could be strapped down to a bench or into a sling for men to come by and use without the hassle of having to go out all the time. We already had cameras all over the room, mostly for Stone to be able to watch proceedings from upstairs, with several angles on the sling as he particularly enjoyed watching me lying back and taking it. On this occasion it was Dean who was put into the sling, with his wrists and ankles secured in place. We unplugged him and then took turns fucking his eager hole, until it got too much for us again and we added the third and fourth loads of infected cum to his innards. This time, however, we did not bring him outside with us for a break, choosing instead to set up the fucking machine with a large dildo. I inserted it into him and put it on a variable speed setting, while Stone fetched the ball gag and got Dean into it while he was still too fucked-out to resist. We then turned off the lights and left him in the dark, heading upstairs to have some more drinks and cigarettes out back before deciding to watch some of Dean’s best porn performances together. It was while we were watching a scene Dean had filmed where he did a round robin on three muscled twink bottoms that I got a message from Frank and Bram (the tatted couple I had started hooking up with during quarantine) to see if Stone and I wanted to get fucked by them that night. This was too good an opportunity to miss, so I invited them over to join us in using Dean which they jumped at of course. I suggested they use the separate entrance that went straight down to the basement, and then we got ourselves set up to watch using the multi-screen installation Stone had put together in one of the bedrooms. It only took a few minutes for Frank and Bram to arrive, and we watched as Dean reacted to the lights going on and two strangers walking in the side door of the basement while we was secured in the sling having his ass reamed out by the machine. He started writhing and attempting to yell around the ball gag, but it was to no avail and within moments Bram had pulled back the machine and then slammed his cock into Dean. All resistance then ceased, as the gorgeous straight porn star gave in to the ecstasy of Bram’s long thick cock. His attempted yells became moans of pleasure, at which point Frank removed the gag, turned Dean’s head to the side and inserted his own dick into the man’s mouth. Stone and I watched in awe as the two men absolutely went to town on Dean, repeatedly swapping positions but otherwise never letting up on the frenetic fucking of the porn star’s ass. We eventually decided we needed to be there in person, so headed down to the basement to join them. Thereafter it became a four-way ganging up on Dean, with us having taken his wrists out of the leather cuffs so he could also use his hands to service our cocks while we waited our turn to be back inside him. In all, he got eight more loads, and I knew that Frank and Bram were pretty potent (indeed, they might have been the ones who pozzed me in the first place) so Dean was probably not long for the neg world. We were all pretty exhausted by the end of it, with Frank and Bram wearily making their exit while we finally got Dean down from the sling after plugging him up. He almost needed our help to remain standing as we took a shower together, and then we brought him to our bed for the night. I lay down in front of him and got his dick into me, and then Stone lay down behind, removed the plug and tossed it on the floor, and inserted himself into the fucked-out probably-not-so-straight-anymore hunk. We then all drifted off to sleep in a happy, contented chain. Dean seemed to be in no rush to leave the following morning, and eventually we spent the day at our place talking, swimming in the pool, napping, and of course fucking. Stone and I were a bit more versatile, enjoying a hard fuck each from the experienced top while of course also adding several more loads to his hole, which we otherwise kept plugged up. Even by the evening he didn’t seem to be wanting to leave, so after a few drinks we strapped him down on the fuck bench in the playroom, put in the ball gag again along with a blindfold over his eyes, and then invited a whole series of fuckbuddies of ours to come over and have at it. Stone and I were both quite tired, so we mostly conserved our energy by relaxing for a few hours in front of the multi-screens watching the proceedings, before concluding the night by going down and adding our final loads of the day. Once again, after a three-way shower Dean spent the night sleeping in the middle of a Greg and Stone sandwich. He did eventually leave the next morning after we’d both fucked him a final time, but three days later he was back. We had some more fun, before inviting Frank and Bram to come by and take Dean away with them. He was very nervous about this, but sufficiently drunk and horny that he agreed to go with them back to their place so Stone and I could get sufficient rest to prepare for a shoot we had coming up together out in the desert. Four days later we got back home after a successful couple of days in Nevada. This one had actually been a big deal as Stone had bottomed on camera for the first time in an orgy scene we shot on some boulders in the desert, with me only notionally topping for a bit before being taken by a whole army of men (albeit often in the background as they focused the filming on Stone’s “deflowering”). Anyway, when we got back we soon had a message from Bram saying that they were heading off to Palm Springs for a few days so would be bringing Dean back to us, which floored us both as we had just assumed they would have had their fun for a night before he went home. Evidently he had voluntarily stayed as their live-in cumdump, and had been shared with even more of their network of contacts during that time. This meant he had been taking high viral loads for several days, so PEP was no longer an option for him if he suddenly freaked out and tried to undo things. Dean was an unkempt mess when he was dropped off, so rather than picking up where we left off we instead got him showered, shaved, and dressed in some of my clothes. We then left him in peace by the pool, but kept an eye on him as he gradually seemed to start to deal with things. Later in the day I joined him outside, sitting on a lounger next to him for a while until he eventually spoke up and started asking me questions about my own experiences. “Have I been pozzed?” he asked, a bit out of the blue given we had been mostly talking about sexual identity. “Yes” I said, deciding honesty was probably a good policy at this point. “Are you sure?” “No, you can’t be until you’ve been tested, but I think you probably will be converting soon.” He sat in silence staring at the pool for a while. “Are you poz?” he asked. “Yes” I replied, “and so is Stone.” He nodded, not looking away from the pool. “We’re not on meds either, and neither are most of the men who fucked you” I stated, readying myself for an angry or even violent reaction. However, he remained calm and still, just staring at the pool. “I know” he eventually said. “I already knew.” “You did?” I asked. He nodded, but didn’t say anything else immediately. “I don’t know why I did it” he said after a while. “You were horny” I offered. “No” he said. “I mean, yes, but I could have done something else about that. I chose to come here.” I decided to just remain silent, instead lighting a cigarette and offering him one which he accepted. We then sat and smoked in silence. “Can you fuck me again?” he asked, after stubbing out his cigarette, swivelling round on the lounger and facing me. “Are you sure?” I asked. “Yes” he said. “I can’t think about this shit anymore.” “Well OK” I replied, giving him a warm smile. Dean ended up staying with us for a few days, getting used to a new life he was carving out for himself by being fucked repeatedly, while also spending some time talking to us, reading things on the net or just sitting by the pool thinking about what was to come. We decided to let on about the cameras, and he actually got quite into working with the footage to pull together a well edited record of his days-long likely pozzing. He did eventually go home, but we kept an eye on him and were therefore able to be on hand when the conversion started. We brought him back to ours in a delirious state and took care of him, and once he started to come out the other side we did a quick home test before - and with his blessing - starting to invite others over to fuck or be fucked by him. When he was fully recovered we took him to a clinic for a proper test, and then began the process of getting him signed to Scorpex with us as ‘sponsors’ of sorts. Releasing the homemade footage onto the net helped with that for sure, such was the public reaction (a mix of celebration and dismay). Where the studio wanted me to maintain the versatility I had shown in my last place, and they have only just started to get Stone bottoming on camera, with Dean they cast him as 100% submissive from the moment he transferred over. It’s actually amusing to re-watch films from the first stage of his career, as it’s hard to correlate that the needy, greedy bottom we now know is the same man. He’s never really talked to us about how he feels about us deliberately pozzing him, and actually we don’t see him that much anymore as he seems to always be out on the hunt for cock. However, he did get in touch recently to let us know that he’d seen another of our gay-for-pay former studio stablemates breeding a guy in a club, suggesting that this hunk might be open to a bit of play off-camera. Suffice it to say that Stone and I have started making plans…

IX. Tradecraft Here we turn to a lighter note, a heartwarming story of romance between a Daddy and his Boy. A perfect love flowed from the kindly older man, pulsing through his cock into the strapping young fellow – overflowing his heart and transforming his body forever. But let us begin at the beginning. An athletic son of academics, the young man yearned for a more robust and manly life than that of his effete and bookish father. More than anything he loved to work with his hands, and he was naturally drawn to gathering places of men – where honest labor and pride of craftsmanship are prized values. Thus the lad was overjoyed to find an after-school job at the local hardware store. The men who worked at the store treated him with trust and respect. He proudly wore the staff apron, with its pockets for tools, pens and measuring tapes, and applied himself in learning the business. Soon he was advising customers on tools and tradecrafts with an expertise beyond his years. His youthful confidence and pleasing dexterity did not escape the notice of a frequent customer, the Brother Groundskeeper, for whom the hardware store was also a place of pilgrimage. He knew its aisles almost as well as he did the gardens and hedgerows of the Brotherhood’s Estate, and whiled away happy hours admiring the finely machined tools and precision equipment. One day he waylaid the young employee and asked for help finding a few items -- though he knew full well where they were kept. Each request took the two farther into the back reaches of the store until, by inquiring about hoists and winches, the Brother maneuvered the lad into a corner by the men’s restroom. As the young man started to explain one of the devices, hefting it in his hand, the older man’s hand brushed lightly across it, stopping as his broad, callused palm covered the boy’s slender fingers. Their eyes met and froze. The Brother broke his gaze and looked toward the washroom. “I need your help in here for a moment.” Taking the winch from the boy’s hands and laying it back on the shelf, he noticed the rising mound in the lad’s staff apron, lifted by a tool more beautifully honed than the pliers and screwdrivers tucked in its pockets. The boy, entranced, nodded and wordlessly followed the Brother into the lavatory. It was the first time he had touched another man in such a way, but somehow his body knew what to do. Falling to his knees, he freed the Brother’s cock, stroking with naturally gifted hands its magnificent crown, its trunklike shaft with veins like buttresses, and its lightly silvered bush. He bestowed on it the same reverent admiration as he would on a fine tool from the store’s wares. Soon the Brother was primed to impart a more advanced lesson in the manly arts, and with a kind but firm grasp he pulled the boy to his feet and turned him against the sink, fixing his eyes in the mirror with a powerful, hypnotic stare. Reaching under the apron, he deftly unfastened the boy’s belt, opened his own shirt and pants and, gently caressing the young man’s bulging briefs, pulled his jeans to his ankles. The Groundskeeper spat on his fingers and expertly prepared the untouched hole for its introduction to adult pleasures. Freeing the young cock that desperately strained at its cotton bonds, he stroked it, drawing the boy’s attention to the ecstasy of his touch and distracting him from the inevitable pain he must endure in this moment of discovery. The Groundskeeper eased himself, unrelentingly but compassionately, between the round, youthful buttocks and into the tight, quivering hole, holding the boy’s waist against his impulse to draw away. By fractions of an inch like those inscribed on a measuring tape, his thickly veined cock found its home. Pain and indescribable pleasure coursed like an electrical charge through the young man’s body and he let out a cry – muffled by his mentor, who had preemptively placed a thick hand over the rosy lips. Both watched their images, shuddering with piston thrusts, in the mirror, the boy’s head leaning back and nestling in the older man’s sheltering arms. The young cock lurched and bounced to the relentless rhythm, beginning to ooze in response to the unfamiliar bliss. The man removed his hand from the boy’s mouth and began gently to caress his balls, teasing him ever closer to orgasm. He slid his fingers up the boy’s ten-inch shaft (which of late had grown into the object of locker-room envy and his own youthful astonishment) and began circling the velvety magenta of the cockhead, glazing it with a delicate coating of its own oozing precum. The stimulation was more than the young body could stand. Taut muscles tensed, bright eyes and plump lips stretched wide in surprise, and with a convulsion like he had never experienced, the boy machine-gunned out a bounty that smeared the mirror from top to bottom. He was still transfixed in wonder when the man’s own thrusts took on a final urgency, delivering a load that, though injected inside him rather than spattered in full view, was surely just as copious as his own. They stood for many minutes in a post-coital embrace, the lad turning his face to claim a long and urgent kiss. The Brother held still and the boy could almost feel inside himself the gentle heartbeats that throbbed in the older man’s cock, as it withdrew slowly and sensuously from the oozing hole. Turning to face him, the youth admired the hard and thickly haired chest, then cast his eyes downward to assess the manhood that had just penetrated him. For the first time he noticed the boldly inscribed tattoo on the left of the man’s abdomen. The Brother caught the inquisitive gaze and, pulling the boy's face up to meet his own eyes, whispered, “A badge of manhood that you shall earn yourself one day.” The man dressed himself and, with a firm and affectionate grasp of the boy’s shoulder, left him alone in wordless awe. Mindful that “one day” might be sooner rather than later, the Brother thought to check back on the boy in the weeks to come. Sure enough, stopping by the store, he was told that the young employee had called in sick for more than a week. He smiled and shook his head fondly, remembering that in his prime his viral load had been mighty, and was glad to be reassured that his golden years were still blessed with that same potency. “Pozzed on his first fuck,” other junior Brothers would affectionately tease the young man in years to come, and he would blush, secretly proud. But of course it took some time, at first, to understand how truly blessed he was. There was shock at his life’s sudden new turn, tears, and rage – but those dissolved in due time. Seeing the kindly face of the Groundskeeper once more was enough to melt some of the anger. The affection between them was real, and soon they became lovers, bonded as they were already by the Strain. The boy was apprenticed to his Poz Father as an assistant groundskeeper, learning to plow, plant and tend the gardens – as well as joining his mentor to spread another kind of Seed. (Together they reaped a bountiful harvest of fresh college boys, for the muscular May-September pair proved a powerful lure for the young and horny.) In due time the Apprentice was admitted to the Chapter – among the younger Initiates in its history. His entry to the Brotherhood was, as tradition requires, sealed with a ritual infusion of semen by the gathered Brothers one night in the Chapter Hall. But this was a mere formality, for the offspring of his Father/Lover was already living within him, conceived on that confusing but exhilarating day of sexual awakening. Only the Dark Lord knows how many meaningless loads have spattered the stalls of public toilets, truck stops and park benches throughout history. Surely our sacred Seed, it its relentless determination to propagate, charged from man to man in many such encounters. Yet none could compare to the beauty of those furtive moments in a dingy hardware store men's room. Father and Son joined in an eternal bond – a boy's virginity taken and manhood granted in a single explosion of viral love.

Chapter 14 Henrique is driving toward Henry's apartment. Marc is in the passenger seat, Keith is in the back, and Ben is lying on his lap. Ben is naked still with just a blanket on. Then he broke the silence. “So…you guys know my dad and uncle?” Ben asked “ Yeah,” said Marc “Yes. We know them” said Henrique. Keith nodded but avoided making eye contact with Ben “How do you guys know them?” Asked Ben “We work for them” said Marc “Doing what?” Asked Ben “We aren't allowed to tell you. Your dad will fill you in when he gets back tonight” said Marc “and please understand that we're just doing what we are instructed” “That's if he does come back. Do you guys know what I went through? Does my dad and uncle know what they are walking into?’ Ben Said “Again….we can't share information about that but let's just say I'm fairly confident he'll be on his way back as soon as he can. You're his precious son. You are about to get to know him in ways you never had done in your life before “ “What ARE you allowed to tell me? Let's start there. Are you all their fuck boys” asked Ben with a grin on his face. Henrique has parked the car, and then Ben said “Guys. I don't have clothes on. I don't even remember how I ended up being tortured. I thought I drove back to my uncle's after the bar…..oh wait no. Zachariah pull me over then I don't remember anything after I saw his fave” “Here. You can wear my jeans and shirt. It's not my first time going to your dad's apartment with his key. WE were told to get you cleaned up and keep you fed and hydrated so are you gonna go hop in the shower or do you need us to make you?” said Henrique with a slightly irritated tone. He's irritated bc they were enjoying their high and having fun at Aaron and Jeff, but they were asked to babysit Ben. Ben stayed silent as they rode the elevator. When they all got to Henry's penthouse Ben said “You all are scared of him and my uncle, don't you? He's not even here but you all still won't break the rules he set…… that also means…..I am indirectly your boss bc if I said anything negative about how I'm treated to my dad and uncle….” All three of them beg Keith at the same time asking Ben not to get them in trouble “Well then…..looks like I'm the boss tonight then. You three better keep me satisfied then. Start with the shower. As a matter of fact, I think I do need an assistant. Henrique. Why don't you come help me in the shower? That way I can return your clothes. Marc and Keith. I don't care much about food but I should eat. I'll eat whatever you guys make or buy.” Said Ben Marc sensed the dominant vibe from Ben. A completely different side of him. They were given strict orders not to touch him tonight. They were going to make some frozen food originally. “yeah. You know what. We totally forgot to do a food run. Keith why don't you come with me?” Marc thought about buying them some time away from Ben and prayed that the boss man would be back soon so they would be forced to break the rules. He grabbed Keith's wrist, pulling him back in the elevator with him before anyone else could get a word out. The elevator door had closed. Ben looks over to Henrique “I suppose it's me and you”. Henrique was mad because Matt and Keith left him with Ben. They were told not to touch him, nothing like the first time they met Ben a couple of weeks ago “I guess so” Henrique said. Ben slapped Henrique’s face hard and gave him an assertive look “I meant Yes Sir” said Henrique “Good. Now lead the way.. actually hang on, you know this place pretty well, don't you. Can you give me a tour?” “Yes Sir. Follow me” Ben is amazed by this penthouse apartment. He has always wondered who can afford to live in this building. He never would have guessed his dad does. Three sides of the apartment are floor-to-ceiling glass walls. It even has its own courtyard and pool. One side of the pool was all glass as well, even though they were on the 30th floor. There's also a hot tub and in one of the tents has a massage table, a fuck machine and a sling. Next to it is a side table scattered with different things to get high. There were a couple of lines of hot rail kept under a glass dome. There were rocks all over the cart and a bong. Uses needles and new ones lying around. All the ways Ben knows about. Henry has it all. Ben looked at the hot rail and signaled Henrique to come do it with him because he hadn't tried heating up the pipe himself they each did one long line and then continued their tour back to indoors. Ben grabbed a couple big rocks and picked up the bong with him. Some of the walls in this apartment are movable so some rooms can become bigger, living spaces can become smaller. It can also be configured so that only one room is accessible upon exiting the elevator. Henry's got two playrooms in addition to what's outside. One room has a fuck bench, rim chair, and a sling. All kinds of hats, whips, paddles, dildos and other toys. There's no TV but a light proof laser projector and surround sound. Ben loved everything in that room. The other playroom has a couple of cages. One for standing position and another for being on ones knees. Both have specially designed openings to restrain arms and legs apart if necessary. The lower one only locks the waist and chest, leaving the front and back open for whoever is in it. The standing one has one side against the wall with a glory hole opening. There's also this arc thing with a dildo sticking out. It's somewhat big. Like an adult see-saw and a wrestling pit that doubles up as a round bed if the top is on it. What Ben didn't know was that both rooms are equipped with AI based camera so it always know which one to use and when to zoom in to get the best shot. Ben was really turned on by everything he saw in the room. His dick is getting hard under Henrique’s jeans. He looked over to Henrique giving him a tour in his white jockstap. The reason he picked Henrique is to single him out bc it's his turn to conquer his hole. They finally got to the bathroom. It is nice and spacious and there even have waterproof restraint that can be used to tie someone to the shower or in the Jacuzzi tub one can be tied up with their wrists just outside of the tub and their legs spread in the tub. Henry's bedroom is locked so Ben has no idea what could be in that room. Ben demanded Henrique to undress him from his clothes. When Henrique took his jeans off, Ben's dick bounced out of it. Ben looking down with a smirk on his face, made Henrique a little angry bc just two weeks ago this boy was just under his command. He knew it's daddy’s son but he has done so much more and shown his dedication. If it wasn't for him giving his best to please the officers, this boy wouldn't be standing here acting so arrogant. He's older and stronger. He can pin Ben down right now and remind him once more who's in charge but if he does that. He will be put this one of those two playrooms or be sent to please Jay and Aaron like Keith was. He just has to swallow his pride for now. He opened his mouth and started sucking on Ben’s dick. Ben licked his fingers wet and reached for Henrique’s hole “Oh man. This hole. I've been dreaming about ripping it apart since I saw you two weeks ago. I thought I'd never get the chance to use it but here we are. Make sure you play with my balls too. It'll be filling you up soon enough” “Mmmm mmmmm” Henrique didn't respond. He just had his eyes closed and focus on sucking on Ben’s dick. He thought if he can get Ben to cum now then he wouldn't have to listen to Ben anymore. Unexpectedly and without warning, his mouth is filling up with Ben's piss. He opened his eyes and looked surprised bc it's always been his thing to piss in a hungry bottom's mouth. He has never drunk anyone's piss. Not even daddy had done that to him. Halfway through Ben stopped and held his piss in and demanded Henrique to turn around “You have no ideas how high they got me to be. My piss is gonna keep you high and hungry for days. Ben pushed the tip of his dick in Henrique then let out the rest of his piss in him. Henrique started feeling this face getting hot, not just warm. His hole feels like it is burning up as if someone crushed up a big rock and shoved it all in him at once. But this is even more than that because the burn not as sharp but everywhere in him “Ohhhh….fuck….” Henrique whole body heated up and started breathing harder. Ben's piss was far stronger than he had expected “fuuuck Ben. What did they do to you? Uohhnn” Henrique is in a doggie position, facing down, breathing hard and he didn't even realize that Ben had 2 fingers in him until Ben found his prostate “Ohhhh ohh” Henrique moan the Ben, rubbing on his prostate. Then more Ben does, the wider Henrique's legs get” “Is this the true you? You like to act like you are an alpha top when really. You are a power buttom, are you?” said Ben as he trusting his finger in and out Henrique. His finger also thoroughly, stirred up the piss in him. Ben slapped Henrique’s right butt cheek said ‘i asked you a question” said Ben “Yes I am….sir “ “Is this where my dad fill you up with my siblings?” “Ohhhh..yeeeas sir” “What do you say if he was here. What do you say to him?” Asked Ben “Please fuck me daddy” said Henrique “Is that all? That's all it takes?” Ben pushes his fingers deeper & makes big circular motion stirring up his chem piss in Henrique because he's about to rip his ass apart “Ohhhh ohhhh please ahhooohhh fuck me hard daddy” Ben’s concentrated chem has broke Henrique. Taken over by lust. Henrique moaned loudly and the precum created a wet spot on his jockstrap. It feels so intense that his arms started to shake “I'm not just gonna fuck you hard….” Ben pulled his finger out of Henrique's hole then stick them into his mouth, which Henrique immediately started sucking on them. Ben then put his other hand on top of the hand with his fingers in Henrique's mouth. Without lube, he shoved his dick all the way in my force all the way in Henrique's chem piss-filled hole. “I'm going to rape your ass” Overtaken by both pain and pleasure, Henrique screamed loudly but his scream didn't go anywhere with Ben's hand over his mouth. Drops of tears came out of his eyes. He was not at all prepared for Ben's dick. It's not bigger than Daddy's but it is still no easy task to take it all in at once. Ben mercilessly raping Henrique's tight hole like he said he was going to do. He loves how tight and warm Henrique's ass is. A part of him is wondering what's wrong with him. Why is he being so rough to him. That thought didn't linger for long because the thought of him fucking the same hole as his dad fueled his dick to grow even thicker and harder while he drill into Henrique over and over and over “How does it feel? How does it feel to be a slut. Here comes my load. Do you want me to breed you or feed you?” Henrique got lightheaded so Ben's words are not making sense to him at all. He can't tell if he's feeling pain or pleasure but his body wants Ben to go deeper, harder, and faster. Just when he thought Ben was about to unload a big one in him Ben stopped and pulled his cock out with a big smile on his face. “Not so fast. I think I'd like to keep that hole hungry for a little while longer. I'm gonna go take a quick shower and that tub looks nice. Get the water ready for me. Oh and go grab me a glass of water and a couple bottles of poppers. Also, something to smoke. I trust you know where they are. Oh and.. don't walk. Crawl. Henrique is trying to shake off this empty feeling in his ass and part of him also thinks something isn't right. This is nothing like the timid boy he just fucked two weeks ago. He has no choice but to obey for now Ben happens to be wondering the same thing. He doesn't quite feel like himself. It's true that he has always wanted this but he doesn't know why now and why to the people who saved him from Zachariah. His dick is still hard. Hasn't gone soft since he pulled it out of Henrique. Fuck it. He thought. He's been letting his instincts take control of his actions. He does like how nice that hole felt. He has always wanted to play a dom too. It feels great to finally be one. He got out of the shower, towel dry himself and turned on the water for the tub himself. He wonders where Henrique had gone to it shouldn't take this long. He grabbed a see-through White translucent robe hanging on the hook and started looking for Henrique. He went back into one of the playrooms and decided to look for a cock ring and maybe a harness. He quickly found a drawer full of cock rings. There has to be over 100 of them in there. He took his time trying everyone that he thought he might like until he finally found one that's not too tight and not too loose. He walked all around the apartment and couldn't find Henrique. He was gonna put some porn on but the moment he sat down, he passed out. The next thing Ben knew he saw his dad picking him up and putting him in a bed. He wanted to do something but he was so tired and just fell back to sleep. Then he heard a loud pop and woke up. ================================ *switching back the first-person point of view* I heard a pop and woke up. My head feels heavy and every part of my body is just sore AF. I was really confused about where I was. I looked out the room and saw Uncle Jerry and Dad chatting out in the living room. Initially, I thought i was still dreaming bc I had not kept in touch with Dad since him and mom separated. I never knew what happened so I compartmentalized and set him aside in my head. I couldn't help but to stare at them because both of them are wearing just briefs….oh no.. jockstraps bc I can see dad’s whole ass from where I'm standing. I honestly thought I was in a dream and that they wouldn't see me standing here [banned word] on them. IIt took me a while to catch up to the present time because my head feels like a haze. Then dad turned around “Oh hey…. you're up. How are you feeling?” Dad said “Ummmmmm…. I'm fine. My head feels a little hazy. It's not something I've ever felt before but other than that. I'm alright.” I responded “I see. Probably because I didn't know how to properly wake you up from my hypnotism so that's my bad” said dad “Wait what? I was hypnotized?” “Yes. Anyway….I think we have some catching up to do” dad said He's leaned back on the couch extended his right arm on the back of the couch, signaling me to come sit with him. He's wearing a pair of classic navy blue jockstraps and I couldn't help but to stare right at it. His bulge is huge that the jock seem like it could barely contain his dick. It mostly definitely wouldn't if he has a full hard-on. Before I could say a word, uncle Jerry stood up and started getting dressed “I'm gonna leave you two catch up, run a few errands, then I'll be back here in an hour or two” he said “Sounds good. We'll be here.” dad responded. I waved at uncle Jerry then I felt dad's hand grabbing my dick and sizing up the head of my dick and wiping off the precum from my dick. I honestly did not realize that I'm naked. I thought I had my I underwear on when I got up. “So you gonna stand there with a hard on or you gonna come sit next to me? I can offer you a third choice if you want” dad scoots his body back and spreads his legs wide apart then signals me to sit right in the middle I moved toward the middle seat. Sat down with my back straight but that didn't feel right so I turned sideway a little and said “I like sitting here but I don't know if this is a good spot to talk through.” Dad reached out and grabbed me by my chest and waist and pulled me towards him. His huge bulge now pressed up again my power back and I'm leaning back toward his right arm a little lying on his armpit. I can smell dad's body. He always smells fresh. His body is radiant heat so laying in his arm is nice, warm , and comfortable. He and I locked eyes for a brief moment then he leaned towards me and kissed me on my lips and his tongue went into my mouth circling around my tongue a couple times then he said “well….I didn't say anything about talking. Do you want to talk or do you wanna do something else first?” Dad said as his kiss the side of my neck and pinch my right nipple “Uhhh” I closed my eyes and moaned. “Is this what you wanted?” He started sliding his tongue down along my body and eventually found my left nipple and bit it lightly while his right hand continued to pinch my nipples. “I heard that you found a new side of yourself this past couple weeks” dad said then pressed his lips tightly around my left nipple and began sucking them into his mouth “Ohhhh uhh” I moaned “And you got to know your Uncle pretty well. What's on your mind? Do you want me to stop because I'm your dad?” he hand extended down to my crotch and started playing with me balls and occasionally his finger brushed over my hole lightly. Then he wipe a large amount of precum off my dick with his index finger then applied all of it right on my hole. He pressed his finger tightly but not hard enough to penetrate “Ohhhh dad” I said “I heard you have a nice pussy. Hungry, tight and warm” Dad tapped on my hole with his index and middle fingers together then moved his hand and began to stroke my cock. “I made a nice dick, didn't I?” My elbow bumped into Dad's now fully erect cock “Oh ahead. You can turn around and face it if you'd like” dad said so I turn around and dropped to me knees on the floor. I could feel the heat radiating from his body and I was right that the jock couldn't contain his dick bc his dick was sticking out by 2.5 inches. I started pull the front side of his jockstrap up and towards me then his dick fell forward toward me. His full mushroom head is now only 2 inches away from my lips. Without looking up at dad, I wrapped my lips tightly around his dick and sucking on it hard. This is the dick that made me. It wouldn't be right to give it anything but my best. I wrapped both of my hands around the base of dad’s dick. Fuck. It's so big and so thick. Even bigger than Uncle Jerry's. I was so focused on milking dad’s dick then I felt him grab the hair at the back of my head and pulled my head up and seal his lips around mine. Blow smoke hard straight down into my lungs. I felt the volume of the smoke he blew in my mouth but dad let go there was hardly any smoke left. My felt my face getting warm then dad stood up. Seeing his marbles ball hanging around his monster dick, I couldn't help but to press my tongue on his balls. “Why don't we go to my playroom?” Dad surprised me by picking me up off the floor like he used to do. He lifted me up from my armpit and I instinctively wraps legs around him like I used to do, except this was the first time doing this with his rock-hard dick pressing against my hole. “Relax” dad said. As dad walked toward the playroom, every step he took made his dick partially enter my hole then out then again and out. The entire way to the playroom I slowly sink my ass deeper and deeper onto his dick. “I love the sound of your wet pussy Ben. And look at how much precum you are leaving on my chest. Is this precum or did you ejaculate already!?” Dad asked Quite honestly, I don't even know. The only thing I know for sure is that I want this dick in me all the way. Dad knew exactly what I was trying to do, so he put me down on this chaise lounge chair and told me to lean back then he gave me a good tuck from my pelvis toward him. My hole is now facing directly at him. From the ceiling mirror. I could see my little rosebud that dad’s dick created is slowly closing up. Dad saw my rose bud too and when he saw it started closing up on him he open mouth wise covering the whole thing and I could feel the strong suction from his mouth while his tongue venturing in the opposite direction. This was something I have never felt before. It made me start moaning one whole octave higher than I typically do. I can see dad from the ceiling mirror going at my hole like a delicious meal. “Don't stop dad. It feels so good” I said “Oh yeah….you like that huh? Are you ready for this?” Dad said while pressing his dick head against my slowly retracting rosebud, sliding it in and out of it a little “do you hear your hungry wet pussy?” “Oh fuck yes dad, please fuck me. Please use my pussy” Dad walked over to a drawer and stood there for a minute then came back with an inhaler mask and said “here put this on” it is filled with cotton balls soaked in poppers. This popper didn't hit me all that hard so I started breathing in more aggressively taking long breaths while dad pumped a gulp of lube in me. The burn in my hole feels so good. I already knew what it was. Just before dad gets ready to fuck. I felt his dick getting swallowed by my hole, the popper kicks in. Fuck. I didn't expect the delay effect. It is so strong that my ears are ringing. I feel the head of dad's dick then “ehhhuuu” I gasped There Dad was, his face right in front of me and he gave me a passionate kiss. While the poopers relaxed my hole completely and gave his huge dick little to no resistance. “Dad. Did you….?” I started to asked but before I can finish my question “All the way in, Ben. Every inch of me. Don't believe me?” Dad started moving his hips, which made me gasp in a high pitch noise. I can feel my muscles being pulled and pushed in the direction that dad was moving. When he goes all the way in, his hits places no other men have. It is so intense that my arms are clenched onto Dad's neck. “Do you like that dick in you? It's what you've been dreaming about, isn't it?” Dad asked “Ohh yeah, Dad. Yeah” I could barely say a word “You ready for more?” Dad asked but before I could answer, his arms went right under and behind my knees then from the back he held onto my shoulders and picked me up. This time he held my legs apart. Almost 180 degrees. I had nowhere to hide. Every thrust is pounded balls deep against my ass. Then dad instructed me to lean backward and said he'll catch me so I did and dad did held on to me tightly. He also started fucking me harder than faster than ever. I quickly realized the reason he told me to lean back was because when I lean back, he could directly fuck my prostate. I felt an unfamiliar rush coming from inside of my hole. I felt my ass clinched for a few seconds while dad continued to fuck my prostate then all a sudden all of the tension was gone. “Ahhh Ahhhh Ahhhh” waves of my semen pumped out of my dick. I got on my face, dad's face, all over my chest and abs. Just when my body relaxed. Dad pinned me against the wall and put his mouth over mine and tongue kissed me then I could feel him grunting in my mouth while he flooded my hole with my siblings. “Fuck….Dad…..I feel so full” I Said. both of us were panting a little. Dad had a smile on his face. A kind that I have never seen before. He lean his head over to the left before I had cum on the side of his face. I licked it off his slightly scruffy face. Then he fed me 3 big scoops on my cum to me and shared the taste of my cum with me in my mouth “Ohhhh ohhhh god” I forgot Dad and I were still connected. When he slowly pulls his dick out. The muscle in my hole has tightened back up so the sensation was mixed of slight pain and pleasure and a lot of emptiness. Dad carries me and put me on a stainless steel table in the corner and pull out the rest of his dick then he grabs a handle mirror to show me my small rosebud. Dad seems to get really turned on seeing a rose bud on the bottom. I wonder if he likes that in general or if just ones he makes. He went down and rimmed mine again. “Ohhhhh god” I love that feeling. Dad didn’t do it for long. Even after my hole recovered, it still looked like I had a wide gaping hole. So much cum was dripping out of it. “Wanna go rinse off in the shower?” Dad asked. His dick is still 70-80% hard, I think. It looked so good and I just had an uncontrollable urge to blow it so I got down and started sucking on it. “I take it you love my dick?” Dad asked with a grin on his face. I nodded as my response and kept sucking. I don't know why I feel like I can't stop. “Do you want to come live with me? You can forget about going back to college. Work for me and you'll have a place of your own like this place in no time” I hesitated and said “Can I take some time to think it through when I’m sober dad?” “Yeah of course. Just imagine living here with me” dad leaned forward slide his finger up and down my hole. “This pussy of yours will always get fed”. I could feel dad spreading my butt cheeks apart then to my surprise, I felt a hard dick pressing up against my hole and quickly my cum filled hole is filled up with a hard throbbing dick. My eyes rolled back while sucking dad’s cock and I moaned. There is only one other person who can fill the void dad left. With turning around, I knew it was uncle Jerry. I look to the mirror to my left, I saw dad and uncle Jerry making out while dad pinched Uncle Jerry’s nipples and both of them are fucking me from the opposite end. I'm so lucky that all three of us are perverts in the family “How do you like that Ben?” dad asked “ahhhh love it” I responded. “I love both of your dicks “You uncle and I not only will we fuck your hole. You will lean how to cum from your hole and only to cum from your hole or nothing at all. Are you willing to commit to that for you Uncle and I?” “Fuck yes” that's the only thing on my mind at that moment. Getting off front getting fucked by dad then round 2 with Uncle. Why wouldn't I “Dad and uncle Jerry started making out again and dad started fucking my throat aggressively while holding my head in place my force. I choked several time so my face is covered in saliva but I continued to fulfill my duty to my dad and uncle. After a few minutes, dad move to behind uncle Jerry and in one push dad shoved all of his dick into Uncle Jerry's hole and pinched Uncle Jerry's nipples as hard as he could. Uncle Jerry closed his eyes to enjoy it and he was saying, “fuck yeah big brother. You gonna make me cum. Uncle Jerry stop moving as much but his dick is still rock hard in me then when dad started grunting, Uncle Jerry shot a tone of load in me. I could feel his cum in my inner rectum. That must be what Dad was talking about. Cumming with my hole only. Uncle Jerry slowly pull his dick out then immediately got down to clean dad’s dick. Dad instructed me to raise my ass up high so he could rim me. To my surprise, dad didn't just rim. He was sucking on my hole, getting Uncle Jerry's and probably some of his as well out of my hole then they made out with each other's sharing The cum in their mouth then uncle Jerry put his ass in my face and I knew exactly what they expected from me. I sucked dad's cum out of Uncle Jerry as he pushed his hole open for me. Then they both move towards me and signal me to stand up. I attempted to suck both their dick but for how big they both are, I only could lick their dick briefly. Then the 3 of us made out for a while. Before we finally went to take a shower. It feels wrong to even think about it but I want to be a cum dump to my dad and my uncle. I don’t want to be treated like a son or nephew, I want to be a hole available for them to use 24/7

Brock Silver was certainly once a very in-demand star, with this steroidy alpha energy about him and of course his repeatedly stated heterosexualiry. However, a combination of moving into his forties but probably more his strict top-only stance had started to lessen his appeal in the age of versatility. Hearing that he had been seen engaging in bareback gay sex off camera - even if still apparently just as a top - had got our interest, and we had hatched a plan. I had done four films with him pre-Covid, including a one-on-one after I had gone versatile myself, so we agreed it would probably be best if I made the first approach even if Brock and I did not know each other that well. From what I’d heard he still spent most of his time at the small gym he managed, so I decided to go there under the guise of being a prospective member, and see what came of it. I was initially shown around by the only staff member who seemed to be on duty, a toned guy in his twenties who I thought I saw checking me out a couple of times (so that was duly noted). We started in the changing rooms, but when we went into the main machine room there was Brock, looking even more muscled and of course smoking his trademark cigarette while he lifted weights (god only knows how he got away with it here). “Greg” he said when he stopped watching himself in the mirror to look at who had just walked in, “long time no see.” “Oh, Brock” I said, feigning surprise. “Wow. How are you man?” “Fucking-A” he said, looking back at himself in the mirror as he flexed. “Cool man” I said. “Fancy a beer after this to catch up?” “Sure” he said, doing one last set of lifts before he put the weights down on the floor. “Let me go get showered and I’ll meet you by the desk.” He made his way out to the changing rooms, after which the toned twink gave me a stuttering tour of the machines and weights before escorting me back to the front. “Let me think about it” I told him. “What time do you finish?” “Er, my shift ends soon, at 5” he said. “But someone else will be here until 10.” “I’ll be back before 5 then” I said, giving him a wink. He nervously coughed before nodding at me. Brock eventually appeared again, and nodded at me as he headed for the door out to the street. I followed him out, walking beside him in silence as he strode to a bar just along the block. He held the door for me and I went inside, and then he followed me in, motioned towards a booth and then went up to the bar. “So how are things?” I asked, as he sat down at the booth a couple of minutes later. “Quiet” he said, a little gruffly. “Oh, how so?” I asked. “Not done a shoot in months” he said, before taking a big gulp of beer. “Oh” I said. “Sorry to hear that.” “Dunno what the problem is” he spat out. “I’m in the best fucking shape of my life.” I hesitated, running my finger round the rim of my glass. “Well, you know, studios these days prefer performers who mix things up a bit” I said. “Have you thought about giving bottoming a try?” “Fuck that” he growled. “I’m straight. I don’t get fucked.” “OK” I said, holding my hand up. “But that might be the problem, I’m just saying.” “Whatever” he mumbled, “but I ain’t getting fucked.” We sat in silence for a moment. “What about you?” he asked, looking away from me. “Heard you’ve gone gay.” “Something like that” I said. “Quarantine made me realise what I was missing the most.” “And you’re with Stone?” he followed up, still looking down towards the end of the room. “Yeah” I said. “He’s great.” He nodded, then looked down at his beer. “Are you with anyone?” I asked. “Not got time for that” he said, which obviously made no sense given he had said things were quiet. “Fair enough” I said. “Fuck, I need a cigarette” he barked, before standing up out of the booth and heading for the door. I slid along the seat and followed him, leaving our beers behind. When I got outside he was lighting up a cigarette, and I took one from the pack he offered when he noticed I’d joined him. We smoked the cigarettes in silence, but after stubbing them out he immediately lit another (which I did not). “So what would I have to do?” he asked, out of the blue. “For what?” I replied. “To start bottoming” he said, glancing around before he did so. “Oh” I said. “Er, well, that depends. With me they wanted the filmed scene to be the actual first time, but that was quite nerve-wracking.” “OK” he said, now fixing me with something of a glare. “Given what a power top you are” I continued, “I reckon you might want to get some practice in first and then be more in control on set.” He nodded, before taking another big draw from his cigarette. “So you’re saying I need to find someone to…” “Yeah” I said, “that might be best.” He seemed to disappear into his thoughts, before he stubbed out the cigarette and went back into the bar. “Let me think about it” he said quietly, once we were both back in the booth. “Take all the time you need” I said, holding back my excitement as I realised that he was maybe interpreting my pep talk as meaning that it was me who should train him to bottom. He looked at me briefly, before lifting his glass and gulping down the rest of the beer. “I need to get back” he said, prompting me to swiftly drink the rest of mine before we stood up out of the booth. We walked back to the gym in silence, arriving on the dot of 5 as the toned twink was walking out the door. Brock went back inside without saying anything, and I turned to the younger man who was holding open the door. “I’m gonna take a couple of days to decide” I said, before smirking at him. “Unless you feel like coming back to my place to give me a free personal training session as a teaser?” “Er, yeah, OK, er, sure” he stammered. “Great” I said, “I could really use a workout.” He let the door go, and I threw my arm over his shoulders and steered him up the street to where my car was. Some hours later we despatched him home in a taxi, fairly sure his now gaping cum-filled hole was going to be converting soon. With that fun out of the way, we got into bed and I gave Stone the full rundown on my chat with Brock, so we could begin talking the next phase of our plans…

Mike was angry Mike was watching the news. Their Senator was retiring, He was a respected man who while he was very conservative had always performed his office with dignity and honor, Mike hated bothe of the frontrunners to replace them. Jeff, a little tired of hearing Mike complain that there was no good choice, said “Then run yourself!” “I’m not a member of either party” Mike said though he always bored for the left leaning candidate “Do we NEED a party?” Jeff asked. “We would not need their money, We could easily finance a campaign on our own just off royalties and interest. It would not hurt us one bit” and he was right. And so the “Politics from a different perspective” campaign was born. Mike’s platform was simple, “I will never take a dime from special interests or lobbyists, I will look at each issue and make my decision based on what is best for my constituents”. He was pro choice, pro equality and anti big business greed. When reporters or his opponents brought up his sex life and relationships Mike would look at them and say “And?” If they pressed further he would say “I do not subscribe to the social construct of monogamy or the ridiculous idea that there is only room in my heart for one person but what I do in my bedroom with consenting adults has nothing to do with my stance on the issues” It was so unusual for a politician not to lie, deny or make excuses that they eventually gave up. It turned out that people cared more about actually being represented than what Mike did in bed. Mike won in a landslide garnering an amazing 69% of the vote. That always made Jeff chuckle. One of the very first things Mike did was put up a 24/7 live feed of his office from several angles accompanied by a large sign outside the door warning all that anything said in that office would be instantly public and then reduced to meet with any special interest, lobbyist or even fellow Senators anywhere else unless they allowed all conversations to be recorded, The one exception was national security issues he had to be briefed on but the public understood that, Several lobbyist managed to make “proposals" to him in out of the way places but quickly stopped when Mike called a press conference and told the public exactly what had been offered and what they had wanted in return, usually accompanied by recorded audio from his phone. This led to investigations and several arrest followed by a few resignations and many promises to “be more careful in the future” from politicians, many of whom lost their next bid for reelection, A year later Jeff ran for their local congressional seat on the same platform and also won in a landslide though he always grumped that 70% of the vote was not as funny as 69. Mike and Jeff shocked people when they still had time to put out music, the proceeds of which very transparently were used for their reelection campaigns, Mike and Jeff scrupulously avoided entanglements with anyone involved with politics but that did not stop them from having adventures. On vacation one year they had met several men of various ages and bred them. Tony had come to vacation with them and together they worked their way through the “treasures" of many men. One particularly memorable little minx had ridden the three of them to exhaustion. His name was Chuck and je so totally charmed Tony that when he returned to France Chucky went with him, Mike and Jeff decided to retire from politics at the end of Mike’s 2nd term. One of the last things they did was to stop a strange bill that the pharmaceutical companies had managed to slip through congress despite what was called it’s draconian measures. It had tri do with HIV status. The bill stipulated that in order to receive a government ID you had to present test results with your HIV status and that all HIV positive individuals were required to immediately go on medications, Failure to do so could result in being jailed and forcefully medicated. The Bill had been vetoed by President Taylor Swift and the veto override had filed in the House and in the Senate by one vote in each house, The President ordered the Justice Department to take a close look into the drug companies, This move had had an air of desperation to it and she felt the public needed to understand why, *************** The year was 2125 Jeff walked into the living room moving slowly and deliberately and lowered himself to sit on the floor leaning back on the now world famous ottoman. It had happened for the first time on this piece of furniture. He thought back on his life and to the biggest surprise of all, The Justice Department investigation had found after several years that the pharmaceutical companies had been up to something. By forcing every HIV positive person onto meds they were trying to hide the fact that a new strain of HIV was taking over. A nondeadly strain. In later years it would be dubbed "The Angel Strain”. Researchers quickly found where it originated. It had been that nameless boy they had fucked on Jeff’s first trip to the baths. He had known all along who they had been but had played along to be with his idols. He had pointed them to Mike and Jeff being one of the oldest confirmed carriers of the Angel Strain. A quick test in Mike confirmed he was a carrier too and Mike pointed them to Doug who had clean up his act and was living with his husband in Vermont. Test on Doug confirmed that while Mike’s strain came from him his HIV was normal HIV and it was his medications that kept it from progressing. The Angel Strain had originated with Mike and Jeff was the first he had passed it on to. On this ottoman Jeff thought wryly. They had never gone on medications, They never thought about it because they had no adverse health effects. Further research had found that The Angel Strain could override other strains of HIV and that the medications actually made you slightly more likely to die as they suppressed The Angel Strain and if you caught a resistant strain could keep it from protecting you, The drug companies didn’t care. They just saw their profit from the meds vanishing. It was not even a vaccine they could sell so they had tried to hide it to keep the money coming in. So what if a few more people died? This led to a deeper investigation and it finally came out that the drug companies had been sitting on a cure for many diseases, An anti-aging drug that cured cancer, diabetes and prevented most age related ones like arthritis and dementia, The calculation was that they would make more money treating a population kept sick than selling one that kept everyone healthy. This lead to the nationalization of the pharmaceutical industry and the trial and execution of the people who had truly known what was going on. In an unprecedented move they were tried by the Supreme Court to prevent the endless appeal process and not even the most strident anti death penalty proponents tried to save them. The researchers told Mike that like every other thing viruses evolved and it had mutated in him actually becoming far more successful, It had a nearly 100% transmission rate from just precum now and bottoms had an 80% chance of passing it on to a top having unprotected sex with them. Also being non lethal it had a longer lifetime for it’s host to infect others and in a final adaptation it now caused a slight brain chemistry change making it’s carriers more likely to want to spread it somehow. Singer and politician though he was in the end Mike ended up being most famous as patient X for The Angel Strain The Anti-aging drug was distributed to anyone above 35 for free and people were living to 130 to 140 years now some making it to 150, and the family had had many happy decades together. Buzz, Hank and Brad had been the first to go nearly 15 years ago. For Hank’s 120th birthday the three, still in incredible shape, had decided to be dropped from a helicopter onto the top of a mountain to snowboard down. There had been an avalanche… Mike had been devastated. In a very real way Hank and Buzz had been his kids and Brad his grandson. He had guided them, nurtured them and loved them for so long he was inconsolable. Jeff had had to put aside his own grief to take care of him. Sal went next at 141 and swore till the end that he would outlive them all. John did not long survive him, He stopped taking the anti-aging drug and was gone in two weeks. Mike and Jeff got each other through that somehow Then a year ago… the tears started down Jeff’s cheeks. They had celebrated their 100th wedding anniversary just a couple months before when the drugs suddenly stopped working for Mike. They were like that. You lead a long healthy life then you were gone in a couple days. Jeff had felt him go about 3 am but had laid held in his arms softly crying till dawn crept through the windows. And now Jeff was alone. He had mourned and hidden from the world for a while and then made a decision. He had set many things in motion he and Mike had always talked about, liquidating most of their assets and set up funds and endowments so that their life’s work would go on and help as many as possible. He knew Mike would want him to live and be happy but how do you live without a man you spent a century with? How could you go on alone? He sent a thought mode to the sound system in the house and the original version of Heartsong started playing. The song had been covered so many times people had forgotten that Jeff recorded it first. He had stopped taking the medications weeks ago. He quietly sang along “My Heartsong ends without you” Jeff’s caretaker found him. Head down on the ottoman a sweet smile on his face, The reaction of most people when they heard of his passing was “Wow, I didn’t even know he was still with us” The Compound” became a museum dedicated to the remarkable people who had lived there and the ottoman was the central exhibit. ********************** Epilogue: Mike waited, Standing by the road he waited. The was no hot or cold here. No hunger or thirst, He never got tired. He really could not complain. Hank, Buzz and Brad had been waiting 15 years. Sal and John were there too. They waited. People moved along the road, most of them just vague shapes but occasionally someone you knew would pass. They were sharper. Most of them walked past and through the large open gate but some stopped outside and waited. This was not Heaven, At least not the one people expected. Many people, singing pompous hymns and looking like the were smugly victorious found they could not get through the gate, Many protested what a good (fill in a religion name here) they had been and a voice sounding pre recorded and bored would play after a soft *DING* “You spent your life using your religion to justify your hate when you should have been loving your fellow man. Go away, When we have time we will come find you and send you back for another try. Have a pleasant day” it was always the same message. Some people approached the gate warily. Like they knew they could not get through. Mike wondered what they had done in life to cause that, They tried then eventually wandered away. In his waiting Luke had come by and as he had done for most of their lives when he had seen Mike walked up and held him in his arms but soon, just hours later Cathy had come, Kissing Mike on the cheek as she took Luke’s hand and led him through the gate. Mike waited. Then one day he saw him walking down the road and his heart swelled with love, “Jeff!” he shouted Tears in his eyes Jeff came running, looking like he had that first day in Mike’s tattoo shop and threw himself into his arms sobbing “I couldn’t. I couldn't live alone! How could you leave me alone?” “Shhhh shhhh. hush now baby boy.” Mike whispered, crushing Jeff to him as the rest of the family surrounded them “You know I didn’t have a choice. We are together now and you are mine, Mine forever now” And with that they walked hand in hand as a family. Hank, Buzz, Brad, Sal, John, Mike and Jeff through the gate and into their next adventure. ***************************************** And so it ends. I’m as surprised we ended up here as you are but I hope you enjoyed. Is it wrong for something you write yourself to make you cry? Peace and Love Scanbu These characters get mentioned in a new story by the same author.

Years ago I hooked up with a guy that took me into his shower to fuck me. Right after penetrating me, I started feeling pressure building up and warmth inside me, and realized he was pissing in me. After filling me with piss, he proceeded to fuck me. The sloppy sounds, piss running down my legs and squirting out of me with every thrust, was crazy hot. I felt like a filthy slut, and loved it. Often fantasize about finding another guy to use me like that again.

I've pissed in a guy in my shower and it was hot as fuck, felt a bit like cumming (without the orgasm) in that I could feel it squirting out and filling his hole. Normally I exaggerate about filling someone up but not this time, I pissed so much that the pressure of it all built up forced my dick out and it ran out of his ass all down my waist and legs, it was warm and I was in absolute heaven. He needed to use the loo after that and it sounding like someone douching the way it came out of his ass. We fucked after that and he came from me pounding his hole.

Tommy woke up the next morning in a large bed in the middle of a large room. The walls were brick and about 20 feet tall with huge windows and exposed air ducts ran through metal rafters above. The room appeared to be the entire top floor of a building, skylights above letting in more light. He smelled breakfast and coffee. Zeke stood in the kitchen area and seeing him stir said “Good morning Tommy” Zeke looked almost like a different person dressed in a sharp suit, sipping coffee and reading a folded newspaper. His face, so gaunt looking last night, was still thin but now had an aesthetic look. Handsome by anyone’s standard. His hair that had been wild last night was neatly pulled back and ran several inches down his back. “Tommy sounds so undignified” Zeke said in a refined voice barely recognizable as the rough sultry voice that had invaded his mind last night. “Do you mind if I call you Thomas in the light of day?” “That’s fine, that’s what my parents call me” Tommy said As he sat up he felt something around his neck and reached up to feel a metal necklace there. “Don’t fret with it, you will get used to it” Zeke said “I have a business meeting and I will be gone a couple hours. Make yourself at home because this is your new home” Zeke walked to the only internal wall. Pressed a button then seemed to think of something. Taking a fob from a key rack he tossed it onto the bed. “If you go out you need this to call the elevator to this floor. I will see you when I get back” and with that he was gone. Tommy got up and went to a door that he assumed led to the bathroom and relieved the pressure on his bladder then looked in the mirror a polished silver chain hung there held in place by a silver padlock. No use in trying to get it off and did he want to? Then he remembered “The price” of that chain and a moment of panic rose up in him but like the chain there was no way to undo it. He found his suitcase and dressed, they had swung by his hotel and picked up his things last night Zeke was being very trusting. Leaving an almost complete stranger alone in his home Tommy thought then admitted that he would never even think of stealing anything, It just wasn’t him. He rode down in the elevator and stepped out the front door of the building into a very upscale area then went back in and back up. **** As Zeke rode down in the elevator something seemed to separate from him and Ezekiel shifted to the higher plane. Zeke was his unwitting agent in the mortal world, One of many all around the world. It had been this agent who a couple years ago had infected a cheating little tramp named Doug with HIV and sent him home knowing he would infect his unsuspecting lover Mike and later had encouraged Doug to leave Mike when he was having a crisis of faith, Sending Mike quickie and improbably into the arms and ass of a young man named Jeff. Speaking of Mike and Jeff the real Ezekiel sent his thoughts across the world sliding into Mike’s head to silently check on the pair. They had a lot to do on the path they had been set on and if all went right they would change the world. Mike was holding Jeff and telling him how he regretted that their marriage had happened so quickly, that Jeff deserved better and suggested that they renew their vows and have a real wedding. Things were right on track here. Ezekiel slipped quietly out of Mike’s mind. This is what he did. He used his agents to influence certain people. Setting them on different paths to better the world. He had been doing it for a very long time. The boy who’s life he had diverted last night’s future was heading to a sweet though boring life with a divorced man who brought a son to be raised into their relationship. Tommy’s influence on that boy would set him on a path to become a great world leader and eventually destroy the world. Without Tommy’s influence he would lead a normal average life. Sometimes teaching a boy to be honorable above all can lead to disaster. His agent just knew that he had certain insights he didn’t always understand. Like how he knew about Tommy’s past and exactly how to approach the boy. He also knew he could influence things and people to an unusual degree but never questioned it. He had a sadistic love of creating chaos in the lives of those around him and thus was the perfect agent. That’s what Ezekiel was. The agent of chaos in this world. Chaos was not evil though sometimes they aligned. Order aligned with evil just as much if not more. Chaos was change, order was stability and both were needed for the world to advance. Ezekiel slipped back into his agent as he rode back up to his loft silently hiding behind his eyes ready to nudge if he needed too. These two had work to do together. ****** Zeke stepped off the elevator to find Tommy watching TV and approached Tommy standing as he neared. Zeke didn't ask he simply put his large hand behind the boy’s head and pulsed him into a kiss his tongue invading his mouth as he guided his property to the bed pushing him back on it pulling his shorts off and then quickly and efficiently stripping off his suit He crawled on top of the unresisting boy and raising his legs to his shoulders. guided this cock to his hole, punching the head inside causing Tommy’s back to arch in pain. Zeke cut off his squeal with another hard kiss, shoving more of his cock inside and stretching the 18 year old’s hole, abrading the lining and making it more receptive to his virus. It was important to continually pump the boy full of toxic cum to make sure it took and the boy was irrevocably infected, It probably took last night but no need to take chances. Besides, fucking this gorgeous young man was a pleasant way to bust a nut and the boy needed to be trained. He had to understand he was a slave to Zeke’s whims and lust, He was there to keep Zeke’s toxic balls drained. Zeke slid in and out slowly grinding against those silky inner walls that gripped him like a glove as Tommy gasped and writhed under him in apparent agony though his cock was rock hard. Zeke sped up his huge virus filled balls bouncing against that battered ass till with a hiss of pleasure he shot was after wad of poz seed deep, Tommy once again cumming without touching himself as he was bred. They collapsed together sweating and panting. Zeke still lodged inside his boy’s spasming hole

High viral load and AIDS. Been that way for around 4 years now. Not on Prep or meds.

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.

I've been chatting a little with a young guy for the last few months. It didn't look like we could make a hookup work. He couldn't host and neither can I. At my noon break today there was a message that he could host but needed to be finished by 2. I was free, got his address, and was on my way. He had me park down the street and warned me about the barking dog. When I got to the door it was clear he's about 19 and this is his parents house. He hustles me up to his bedroom and we start kissing. Deep passionate kissing. This twink has natural talent. He keeps apologizing for being nervous. I reassure him it's only natural. As we make out my hands slide up inside his sweat shirt and down to cup his hairy ass cheeks inside his sweat pants. He asks if it's ok to take off his shirt and apologizes. I assure him there's nothing to apologize for and we are soon both shirtless, hugging and making out. My hand moves around under the front of his sweats and finds a slim hardening 5 or 6 inch cock. You guessed it, he apologized 'it isn't hard yet.' More reassurance from me. I wonder out loud what he's hoping for. "Maybe I could try to have you fuck me?" Tentative and apologetic voice. I confess, "I 'm not a very good top really. " "Oh. Never? Then I could try to fuck you. " "I'd like that. " "But I'm not hard." "Can I suck you hard?" I offer . "If you like. " "Oh I like!" I assure him and drop my pants as I crouch and take him in my mouth. After a bit I ask, "Do you like that, do you like your dick in my mouth?" "Oh yeah!" His smiling face is in agreement with his words. Then we switch places and he's very tentative about taking my thick eight inches into his mouth. I assure him he doesn't have to do anything he doesn't want to do. He agrees, not this time. I assure him I'm ok with that and go back to work on his twink cock with my expert mouth and throat. He's hyper hard and I'd prefer his nervous young load in my ass. "Do you want to fuck me now?" "Is that what you want?" "Oh yeah!" "Then I will try. " As I lie on my back on his bed he goes to his desk and tells me he has a condom. I tell him he doesn't need that for me. He says he wants it anyway. I ask if he has lube. He points to the bottle of Vaseline and says, sorry this is all I have. I reasure him that's fine with me. I don't tell him why. I know I'm a deceptive old pervert taking advantage of a naive young man. 😜 He crawls in between my legs. Works to get the condom on as I grease my hole with Vaseline. He tries to enter me but has lost his erection. Apologizing he pulls it off and lays it aside. I pull his lovely naked body in on top of me and we are passionately making out once again. My hand is jerking his young cock and it is hard once again. I suggest he might want to try again and aim his raw cock at my greased hole. On his first try he penetrates me with half his raw erection. My ass contracts with pain. And he apologizes. I assure him it's OK, breath deep and ease the rest of him into the hilt. It now feels great for me and I check with him. "It feels great!" he assures me. So the fucking begins. I ask if he's less anxious if we talk. He responds, "Yes please, keep us talking. " I learn he's only fucked a couple other guys. Always with condoms. He's never been fucked. This is the first time he's been in an ass bareback. He loves the feeling of his raw cock in my hole. I have to work to get him to look at my face. He relaxes and smiles when I succeed. 'Can he tell I'm enjoying myself?' He smiles and tells me he can. And yes he's enjoying himself, but he anxiously looks down to check his cock and he starts to retch. 'Damn' I think to myself, 'I must not be squeaky clean.' I hadn't had time to do a careful clean out. He apologizes and asks if he can go clean up. While he's gone I pull out my wet whipes. Everything is clean. I stick a finger in deep. Still clean and passing the sniff test. I lie back on the bed and without getting my hopes up, apply more Vaseline to my hole. He's very apologetic when he comes back and anxiously tells me he's not sure he can continue, maybe another time. I assure him that's okay, I understand and I ask him if he wants to cuddle for a bit. He quickly moves his naked body into mine and I offer soothing sounds and gentle kisses to his forehead. Soon his mouth moves to mine and once again we are passionately making out. My hand finds his cock and he is rock hard. I ask if he wants to 69. He looks confused. I ask if he knows what 69 is and has he ever done it. He knows but never has. Does he want me to suck his cock? Yes. So I have him move it up to my mouth. He's soon straddling my chest and I'm working his super hard dick with my mouth and throat. I stop long enough to ask if he likes this. "Oh, yeah!" I help him adjust so he can fuck my face. 'I'm sorry, you're going to make me cum." "Don't be sorry, give it to me", and I took him deep again. His first shot hit my tounge leaving a bit of a bitter taste. The rest shoot deep down my throat. Not exactly what I had hoped for, but good enough. "Sorry " a deeply concerned look on his face. 'There is nothing to be sorry about. That was fantastic ." I reassured and meant it. Once again his naked body was on top of mine and we were passionately kissing. Once again he was super hard. I gently asked if he wanted to try getting into my ass again. "I can try, but I want the condom if that's okay?" "Whatever you need. " We retrieved the condom he had set aside and he hastily pulled it back on. There was a huge air bubble trapped in it. I liked the look of that. I helped him line it up with my hole and he was inside me lickity split. He was clearly enjoying this fuck until he felt something and feared he had slipped out. He checked, saw he was still inside and reassured himself he could see the condom. Back to a great fuck during which he apologetically asked me to keep the noise down for fear of the neighbors hearing. It was my turn to apologize and assure him I was loving this and too enthusiastic with my voiced pleasure . He agreed and soon confessed I was about to make him cum again. "Great!" I joyfully assured him. He pushed in deep and there were subtle signs he was ejaculating into the condom deep in my ass. We deep kissed some more and I thanked him. When he pulled out I saw what I was hoping for. The condom had broken and was only around the base of his young cock. I moved a finger to my ass and sure enough he had bred me his young naive load. I had him check his cock. He was horrified. I assured him I couldn't be more satisfied. I'd wanted his cum in my mouth. He looked concerned. And in my ... He finished my sentence "Ass" and a big smile broke out on his face. He then hurriedly ran off to the bathroom. I was almost dressed when he got back and quickly slipped into his sweats. He kept the dog quiet and called thanks as I scurried out the door and down the street to my car, taking care every step to keep as much of his prize virgin load in my ass as I could. And yes, it is still in me every bit as much as the one in my stomach. I stopped on my drive home to send him a thank you note, "Amazing, amazing, amazing!" He sent a note back, assuring me he had enjoyed himself. Literally fucking fantastic! Stealthed his first load deposit into my cum dump ass. Now I wonder if I'll get another chance with him, and if he'll ever want to use a condom with me again? Further, might I be the first to claim his twink virgin ass ? Might I be the first to breed his beautiful young hairy ass? Mmmmm, mmmmm. I couldn't be happier.

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.

I’m here to vouch … he is a beast in bed. Just like his vids. I met him in Canada - I didn’t realise he was Canadian and speaks with such a French accent. He was charming. He was alluring. And he was nasty in bed. I was with him more than 24 hours. And even though it’s been numerous years, I still jerk off about that weekend.

Start the weekend with 2 loads by lunchtime .... Daddy1 gave me a hard pounding in his kitchen ...opened his robe and he was hard and horny ready to fuck ...bent me over and went balls deep...3 minutes of blissful abuse until he bred me. Lunchtime quickie with my buddy making sure I get more spunk than his wife ....he just slid in and used my hole for his needs. Friday feeling is sticky and slightly tender lol

What is "guaranteed" to make me cum ...... interesting question ... Well, any number of things, I suppose. I enjoy aural encouragement from other guys waiting in line, or lined up next to me on another Hole. Also, the bottom's sounds of satisfaction, or other bottoms taking loads nearby; i.e. the 'music' of group breeding. I enjoy mentally replaying some of the particularly thrilling Holes I've fucked. I enjoy when other guys shoot their loads onto my Cock while I'm still rutting in a Hole. While it doesn't happen often, when another guy is felching cumdump's Holes close by, and then snowballs the loads to another guy, that'll do it every time, particularly if it's me ... Probably the most important 'one thing' though, is a really intense 'connection' with the other guy. When I know that I'm not just Breeding his ass, but also his mind, his soul, his innermost needs, it's always the most satisfying for me too.

Chubby cheating breeder I had a Grindr message from a large chubby guy with a boyfriend asking if I’d take his cheating load after work and before he heads home. I duly offered my used sloppy cummy hole for anon use. He told me he had found out his boyfriend had loaded me a few times and it really turned him on knowing he’d be using the same hole. I also thought that was a big turn on although as the cumdump meets are anon I couldn’t confirm if his fella had bred me but I was pretty sure he had and I loved that he had cheated inside me. He also added that he was in the market for a regular hole to dump in on his way home. I was totally up for it when he arrived later, as planned. I was ass up as requested when he gobbed over my hole and instantly dropped to his knees. I had already taken 2 loads when he pushed his tongue into my hole. He could clearly taste those spunk loads as he rimmed my cunt with his tongue and gobbed on my hole. There was some serious moaning and he stood up and spread my cheeks. He pushed his rock solid dick into my hole. Not the biggest cock but he certainly knew how to plow with it, getting it inside me, balls deep. It didn’t take long before he was ready to breed my cunt. He told me how horny it was using the hole where his fella had been. I agreed, just as he dumped his load inside me. I told him his fella and bred me numerous times as he clean got off on it. I felt him squeeze his balls until I had taken every drop, with my ass cheeks still held apart. He pulled out, tagged my ass and left. Next time he wants to see if I can take his fist too! My used loaded cunt after!

i'm only the third to respond to this, so am curious to read other responses. my ideal orgasm is the one a Man puts inside of me and it's based on mutual need/desire. When i am getting bred regularly under the aforementioned parameters, i do not need or want my own orgasm. But, lol, i don't always have that. So i will often go a long time, days... maybe 10? edging, before i will finally release the tension and cum. It's not any one fantasy, but the elements are similar. It's never about me actually having or using my "cock." i have a penis, but i don't relate to having what i perceive as a "cock," that is wired for penetrating,fucking, breeding. i'm total bottom, so i'm wired for receiving all of that and more. So, if i do masturbate, it's because i haven't had a Mans orgasm inside of me in awhile. my need/desire is for His orgasm inside of me, but if that is missing, masturbation is about quieting that tension of desire/need that i have for Him, not about pleasuring myself. While having my orgasm feels good physically, it doesn't meet my needs/desires as a bottom, that can only happen when a Man orgasm's inside of me. So, the kinds of fantasies that get me rock hard are never about me having or using a my penis, they are always about a Mans desire/need to cock me. And, yeah, that generally works, though i am always disappointed after... it's never fulfilling or satisfying, just temporarily reduces the tension and need for a Man.

What the vulture capital class "seems" to own, and what they actually own, are two different things. They do not own Fox, CBS, NBC, ABC, CNN, MSNBC; they do not own the New York Times, the Washington Post, the Los Angeles Times, the Wall Street Journal, the New York Post, the Tampa Bay Times, or the Minnesota Star-Tribune, among the 10 largest papers in the US. They do not own the Associated Press or Reuters or UPI. It is true that they are increasingly buying up smaller media outlets - Alden Capital is particularly bad about this - and gutting their news operations, and the biggest concern about media ownership is that local news is fast becoming unavailable, at a time when local government activity is more in need of observation than ever. My point was that people do not need to be taught self-interest; that's something that develops innately and early, and much of education and socialization is about teaching people NOT to be so absorbed in self-interest and to be concerned about others and society as a whole. I sincerely hope you don't think doctors were still doing house calls until the ACA passed. Again, the problem with doctors not seeing their patients as customers stems more from doctors no longer owning their practices, with giant health care corporations owning the practice and dictating the pace of how much time a doctor can spend on an appointment and how much can actually be spent on that care. That's not the ACA; that's greedy giant corporations wanting vertical control of the system. Only someone ignorant of the history of exploitation of workers with no legal protections would make a statement like this. That was, essentially, the case until the 14th amendment, which radically reshaped the relationship between the states and the federal government. We fought a war in part over that principle. It's why things like the First Amendment, which on its face only restricts Congress (ie the federal government), applies to state and local governments as well - the 14th amendment specifically prohibits any state from violating a right that a person (or citizen, depending on the circumstances) has under federal law. And it's arguable this is more in keeping with what the founders intended anyway, given that they had just rejected the looser "compact" version of a federal government under the Articles of Confederation. They clearly intended a more robust federal government than we had previously had. In cases where we have invaded other places, sure, an argument can be made that sometimes those were bad decisions. Helping an ally prevent that kind of invasion - as this administration is trying to do with Ukraine, despite the best efforts of many Republicans to bolster Putin and Russia - is not invading anyone. It's drawing a line in the sand that says we, as allies, won't allow this. Again, not defending things like invading Panama or Nicaragua or Honduras, or plotting to overthrow the duly elected leader of Chile, or whatever. But helping defend allies is fundamental to our national identity.

Especially bear types, with fat cocks. I fucking melt when a daddy bear wants to fuck me

Mine is getting married to my man (who I haven't met yet!) and us consummatiing our wedding on our honeymoon. When he floods my guts with his seed making me his forever.

“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

VIII. Surrender What a difference an hour makes. A haughty man, of proud nature and imposingly mature physique, had been humbled – his muscular resistance crumbling to the irresistible allure of the Brothers’ insistent sexuality. The “reverend” was changing religion tonight – his false Christianity no match for the power of the Brothers’ creed. For the Dark One captures men’s souls by first seizing their cocks. The unwilling Recruit, newly resigned to his fate, stood facing the High Priest in a posture of defeat – shoulders drooping, eyes cast downward, wincing with each crescendo of the Initiation Chant that swelled once again through the ancient arches and pillars. The man’s impressive cock, which had responded so resoundingly to the ritual attentions of four alluring young Acolytes, was cowed and shriveled, shrinking back as if to hide in the folds of his pendulous scrotum. The Brothers recognized this reaction – not unusual in the initial phases of a Conversion, when a man still recoils from his inevitable Transformation. Not all recipients can be of the rare breed that eagerly seeks and praisefully embraces the Gift. While there is a special pleasure for the Brotherhood in inseminating willing recipients, even those who initially rebel will come in due time to acceptance and joy. The Brothers, for all their power to conquer, are merciful, and do their best to put a new Initiate at ease, whatever the circumstances. This man was alone among strangers, and as such the four Acolytes who had seduced him were the closest he had here to friends. Hence they now assumed their role as patrons and sponsors of his Baptism – godfathers, to use the Christian term. They flanked the man, two on each side, offering a tender hand on a shoulder, a gentle stroke of the back of the neck, a soft word of encouragement. He still bristled but it was clear that their touch brought him a measure of comfort. The five stood facing the altar as the Priest recited the familiar liturgy, demanding the Initiate’s assent to ascend to Membership, renouncing his former Status and embracing the Insemination that would forever mark him as a Man of the Blood. Here began the Ritual of the Test, which the reader will remember from Chapter I. It proceeded in much the usual fashion – the swabbing of the man’s saliva, followed by the twenty-minute interval during which he was to pass the time by swallowing Brotherly cock. His four young companions played their role with compassion, allowing him to approach cocksucking in the prim and tentative fashion typical of a man new to homosexual acts. The man’s metamorphosis to full-fledged slut would come soon enough. It must be admitted that the two Guards committed a slight breach of protocol, presenting their own cocks, gently but insistently, for the man to taste – for the brutal intimacy of their earlier struggle to subdue his valiant resistance had inflamed in them a powerful desire to possess him. Despite himself, the man welcomed their presentation, gobbling (if that word can be used for his fumbling, novice technique) their formidable endowments while the four Acolytes stood patiently aside. The time elapsed in due course and the Swab revealed its tidings: HIV-negative, an expected but not inevitable result (for those men who rage most insistently against the evils of Infection often enough harbor a hypocritical secret). The Priest, assured that the man’s blood was pure and prepared for Sacrifice, administered the final Oath. "Dost Thou now freely and willingly, knowing there is henceforth no retreat, no regret, offer up thy Status in exchange for full Manhood and entry into the dark Brotherhood?" A hush fell upon the hall as the chorus abruptly halted its insistent chant. A lengthy pause – how many minutes cannot be said, for time seemed suspended as all held their breath in anticipation. "I do," uttered a small and chastened voice. The Chapter Room erupted in cheers and applause – startling the Recruit and prompting the Priest to raise a chiding hand. The Brothers regained their composure and resumed the chant. Now his companions left his side and the man stood alone and naked before the altar. With a nod from the Priest, a burly Brother stationed in a shadowy corner of the Sanctuary engaged the winch that lowered the Sling to its anointed place. He stepped momentarily to its foot to make a trial thrust of his crotch, ensuring that the device was at a comfortable height for fucking. Taking their cue, a scrum of Brothers broke their ranks and surrounded the Initiate, raising him to their shoulders with hearty cries of “Congratulations!” He was hoisted into the Sling and, with a faint show of feigned struggle, strapped down. He watched wide-eyed as the Priest approached, knelt, spat on his anus and thrust his turgid tongue deep within, endowing it with a slick, viscous coating. All the while the Novice Brother, still basking in celebration of his newly achieved Status, had been intently watching the proceedings from his place of honor. Abandoning the pretense of modesty, he allowed his robe to fall open, displaying his cock, already at a pinnacle of throbbing erectness – and the proud new Biohazard that seemed to glow with its own inner light, a searing symbol of the young man’s new potency. The Priest nodded in his direction and he rose and approached the Sling to fulfill his duty. The young Brother’s body, seized by a power beyond his control, lurched of its own accord toward the fresh, exposed rectum. His cock, as if wrenched by the Dark One’s own hand, bore into the warm, moist hole and found its home deep within. The Initiate, gripped at first in terror, was shocked at how naturally his body opened to welcome the unfamiliar sensation of penetration. In mere moments the Novice was overcome with a supernatural spasm and a river of bliss poured up from his toes and down from the top of his head, flowing through his body and rushing out of his cock, bestowing the most bountiful ejaculation of his young life and overflowing the guts of the surrendered man. The Anointment that the eager young man offered that night was a coveted treasure: freshly poz semen with a viral load of more than two million. This first fuck by a newly infected Cock is the pinnacle of power. The supine man gave a glimmer of recognition that he had undeservedly been bestowed with a rare blessing, and his face betrayed for a moment a flash of peace and gratitude. Meanwhile the Novice, spent from his ceremonial duties, staggered back and withdrew his manhood, collapsing into the arms of the Acolytes. The Ritual had reached a climax, but the night was far from over. For the Initiate now faced a terrifying but exquisite trial, one he must endure alone. Without so much as a chant, the Brothers formed their lines and retreated from the chamber. The Acolytes extinguished the torches as they withdrew. The final steps echoed up the stairs and the heavy door slammed shut, its iron lock clicking home. The sanctuary fell into a deep blackness. As he lay alone in his bonds, the man’s heart pounded. He felt a low rush as the room took on a dank and stifling air – with an unmistakable hint of sulfur.

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I redirect traffic from blocked states to this page… https://maleprime.com/about/restricted-state That entire site is porn-related, minus the actual porn. The state doesn't know what sites you're viewing. The laws don't criminalize viewing porn, they criminalize publishing porn. Most of the laws don't even give the states jurisdiction over enforcement (because that lets the porn industry preemptively sue the state). Instead they let (MAGA, Christian Nationalist) parents sue porn sites for perceived "harm" the porn site did to their child when the child encountered porn because the parent failed to do their job of putting appropriate content filters on their kid's device. So basically the laws reward people for being bad parents. And no, websites are not exempt from laws just because they're located elsewhere. That's how it should work but everyone wants to pass laws that apply to people outside their jurisdiction, so websites have to follow the laws where their visitors are, not where they are. Technically that means I violate the laws where homosexuality is illegal and could be tried in those countries. But those countries going after people like me is pointless since the US would never extradite me to face trial, and I avoid those countries…

Back to the boy When I walked in the front door of the house I was hoping my dad was not back. Wearing only a pink thong with cum dripping out the sides of my but plug would be hard to explain. To my shock not only was my father in the house, he was standing in front of the door wearing only a leather harness, boots, and a leather jockstrap that had the codpiece removed and the thick metal chain locked around his neck. I was in awe at his body. He was covered in hair and tattoos with his harness perfectly framing his huge pecs and nipples which were pierced with large thick crescent rings. His cock was in a small metal cage the had a lock going through the head of his penis. He casually asked “hi son how was your hookup?” As if it were a normal question. “Umm pretty good I guess” I responded “I’d say it looks like it” he said as he came up pushing his body against mine and reaching his fingers around to my hole. He brought the cum covered fingers to his mouth and sucked on them. “Hmm delicious, were you doing t son” he asked “Uh maybe” I responded still unsure of what to do “How’d you like it, me personally I love it, turns me into a total cumslut. Even more than normal” he said chuckling as he put his hand on the small of my back and guided me into the living room. “Looks like you’re going to need a bigger plug to keep that load in son” he said pushing on my loose plug. “I thought I might have some old ones that would fit you but for now let’s get that load deep in you” he bent over the chest in front of the couch and I saw a massive plug in his hole. He pulled out two dildos. One maybe 20 inches long and thick and another about ten inches and a little less thick. He stuck them to the top of the chest and pulled out a pipe from a side table drawer. “You ever smoked before son” he asked to which I shook my head “It’s not that hard but I’ll shotgun your first few hits” he said as he held a lighter under the pipe till white clouds began to form. He inhaled them then came up to me and pushed his mouth to mine his thick beard scratching my face as his fat tongue invaded my mouth. He pushed the smoke into my lungs as we made out. “You like making out with your old man huh” he said as he pulled away. We repeated this until the pipe was empty making out longer and longer each time. “Alright now let’s get these loads deep in us” he said pulling out his massive butt plug and setting it down. He then lined the massive 20in dildo up with his hole and sat down taking almost the entire length in one go. “ cmon son it feels amazing” he moaned out “ just take it with all the meth you’ve done it’ll be easy” I pulled out my buttplug and pulled my thong to the side. As I felt the tip of the dildo on my hole a shock went through me and I pushed down. It felt amazing stretching me out. “Atta boy” my dad said while he rode his own dildo and turned on the tv. More porn came on but this time it was only two men. One huge god of a man and another smaller one that I realized was my father. “This here is the video of me losing my virginity son” he moaned out “ it was the start of my life” I was transfixed on the screen watching the human god fuck my dad. Waves of pleasure flowed through me but I soon realized I couldn’t take more then about seven inches “Looks like you reached your second hole son” my dad said between panted breaths. “I want more” I moaned out. “Oh I know sweetheart don’t worry daddy will help you” he said standing up in front of me his locked cock in my face. I licked out getting a drop of his precum on my tongue. He put his hands on my shoulders before pushing me down hard. I felt a jolt of pleasure as my ass hit the chest and I knew I took the dildo balls deep. As it broke through my second hole I shot a giant load into the front of my thong “Good job son” my dad said as he bent down to kiss me “Now you can’t stop now you gotta make sure none of the cum you got will slip out. Sluts like us can never waste a real man’s cum” dad said as he remounted his own dildo and continued to ride. After about 30 minutes he shot his load and it dribbled out of his cage. “Alright son I think that’s enough for tonight let’s get you to bed” he said as he pulled me off the dildo and walked me to my room. As he laid me in my bed he took my thong off and sucked my cum off it. “ I’ll be taking this now good night son” he said with a kiss to my forehead.

VI. Confirmation A cold, clear dawn broke and the word went forth that preparations were to be made for a Mass of Confirmation. Auspiciously, the moon was to be full that night, another sign that the Powers of the Night had bestowed their blessing on the Initiate. The mood was festive and bustling as the Brothers scurried about preparing for the Feast. The Great Hall was festooned with garlands of nightshade and bittersweet. Long tables were laid with thickly wrought silverware and forged brass plates, each dish emblazoned with the Fraternal Greek letters: ΑΙΔΣ. The Brother Cooks busied themselves in the cavernous kitchens deep in the bowels of the House, roasting great slabs of stag, wild boar and other game. After a frantic day, the hush of dusk fell over the rambling stone complex. Finally the hour had arrived. The Acolytes descended first into the crypt, preparing the Chamber for the ceremony. The altar was polished to a fine sheen and fresh torches affixed to the walls. A winch handle was turned counterclockwise and, with a shriek of iron and a clash of chains, the sacred Sling of rough-sewn leather descended from the gloom of the arches above, until it halted, suspended in the center of the nave. The Brother Cantor began to lead the chant, followed in two lines by the gathered Brotherhood, clad in their finest robes. At the very end, flanked by the same two Guards who had forcefully overseen his Initiation, was the new Brother, beaming with pride and proceeding with a light stride, his limbs full of the manly vigor bestowed by the One, through the viral life pumping within. Gone entirely were the doubts and regrets that had plagued him before his initial Insemination. The Brothers descended the semicircular flights of stone stairs at either side of the narthex and took their places in the sanctuary. The Initiate was led forward and the High Priest, behind the altar, raised his arms in welcome, then leaned across the altar and offered a warm embrace, whispering “HAIL” in the young Novice’s ear. “We are gathered today to confirm our Brother’s new life and the irreversible dedication of his blood, body and soul to the Glory of the Powerful One and the Fellowship of the Holy Cock,” intoned the Priest. An altar server then brought forth the same sacred Coffer that had held the Test Kit, a lifetime ago. Lifting the lid, the Priest produced the slip of paper that the Brother Technician had delivered in the early hours of this blessed day. “A reading from the Word of our Lord and Master. The Congregation shall repeat after me: HIV-ONE INFECTION CONFIRMED BY PCR TEST.” The Men chanted in a deep bass unison: “HIV-ONE INFECTION CONFIRMED BY PCR TEST.” The Priest continued the Recitation: “VIRAL RNA DETECTED AT TWO POINT ONE MILLION COPIES PER MILLILITER.” And the Congregation responded: “VIRAL RNA DETECTED AT TWO POINT ONE MILLION COPIES PER MILLILITER.” The Priest concluded: “Praise be to the Dark Lord. Amen” And the Men too, their voices competing for the loudest and most praiseful note, intoned, “AMEN!!” “Herewith we bestow upon our Brother the Blessings of Manhood. For he has achieved the most sacred and treasured status HIV-POSITIVE. Forever shall it possess his Body. His former negative status is dead, sacrificed unto our Master for His glory.” The Guards then turned the Novice to face the gathered men, taking his robe from his shoulders to display him in his full nakedness. The weeks of rigorous training showed their glorious results. Here was a young man in his prime, with golden skin and the musculature of a Michelangelo sculpture. His radiant health laughed in the face of mortals who fear the Virus. The Brethren burst into spontaneous applause and the young man broke into a grin. His loins, too, showed their appreciation and his Member began its ascent into joyful turgidity. He was then led ceremoniously to the Sling, where the Guards laid him in position, his wrists and ankles firmly secured with thick leather straps. The Congregation drew nearer, gathering around for a close view. Emerging from the shadows was a Brother Artist, wheeling before him a cart of rough-hewn wood and forged brass rivets, laden with instruments and inks. He caressed the boy's hard young groin, feeling for the smooth, clean surface that had been designated for the Work. The Novice, in consultation with his Mentors, had made his selection from a richly endowed portfolio of sacred designs. Some were simple and stylized, a mere three intersecting, inward-facing semicircles. Others were intricately embedded in tribal designs, meant to turn broad shoulders and thickly muscled upper backs into a visual feast. A few younger Brothers, following the fashion of the times, opted for a Scorpion, evoking the poison sting with which He bestows his Blessing. But most, in respect for tradition, remained true to the Biohazard, the eternal symbol of our Clan and the central element of our Coat of Arms. Many examples in the book were specially revered in memory of departed Brothers who had proudly borne them until they passed below into the eternal sexual embrace of the One. The new Brother had opted for a bold and brazen badge, a good five inches in diameter. It would extend from just below his navel to where the root of his newly powerful Manhood sprouted proudly amid golden, lushly piled pubes – which the Artist now deftly shaved with a silver blade, exposing the skin for its inking. The Novice lay back in the Sling, bracing himself for the pain. The Guards pinned his shoulders down; one caressed his cheek and whispered words of courage in his ear, as the needle bore down and the Artist inflicted his excruciating wonders. Given the care and talent that went into the Inscribing, a good two hours passed before the beauty had been fully endowed. When it was completed, a fresh glory in blue and red against a crimson background of inflamed flesh, the Artist stood back and the Brothers strained to gaze on the glorious masterwork. The Biohazard shone like a beacon, drawing the eye to the boy's newly loaded weapon below it, which was thickening with pride. The men felt a power emanating from the fresh-inflicted ink, the Blessing of Him who now possessed this branded young body. Many a man’s Member swelled in lustful worship of the holiness embodied here. The restraints were loosened and the young Brother stood once again naked before his comrades, displaying a body still gloriously youthful but now marked forever. Tainted and no longer pristine in the eyes of the world -- but, to the enlightened gaze of the Brothers, endowed with a beauty beyond compare. (To be continued)

My first bf and I fucked and he came deep inside me and had to take a piss, I didn't even think about it before but I just stopped him with my hand holding him deep inside me and asked him to go ahead. His eyes lit up and he was still rock hard when I stated feeling him pissing inside me. I never felt so full before and he just kept on pissing. He was still hard and slowly started fucking me again while I was gripping my hole around his cock tight trying to keep it all in and not making a mess at the hotel room, he continues fucking till he dropped another load in me, then he plugged me and I kept the 2 cum loads and 1 piss load in me for about an hour before having to evacuate it all lol

I used to know a guy, a real pig, who was very into all sorts of piss play and in particular piss fucking. After a night of breeding and seeding, I would wake up in the morning feeling his hard dick sliding into my sloppy hole. Shortly after, my guts would be flooded by a warm wet stream of early morning piss. It was an amazing sensation.

I had a fwb I'd top and after I had cum in his ass I would always piss in him. It feels great to piss balls deep in a tight hole. I've also had guys piss in my ass after cumming, one guy blew his load deep in my ass and it was like 1 second later I could feel the stream of piss. Feels amazing.

We got fucked in all sorts of positions after that, but my favourite was when we were bent over opposite sides of the dining table, able to look in each other's eyes as the guys did a round robin on each of us. They were all getting pretty verbal about the gifts they were giving us, and we didn't hold back in encouraging them along. It was fucking hot to hear my 18 year old quarterback brother demanding they breed him. It was much later on that we heard a load of deep motorbike growls from outside, shortly after which a load more men walked into the room. They were proper badass-looking bikers, lots of leather, tattoos and silver jewellery, and they were rough fuckers right from the outset. The host and his original guests seemed to gradually disappear from the room, I guess to lie down and rest elsewhere in the house, whilst the bikers absolutely pounded me and my brother over and over. They were even more verbal about their disease than the other guys had been, and seemed to want my brother in particular to beg for mercy. Gotta give him credit, he played along even though I could tell he was loving what they were doing to him. The only time I saw him get a bit uneasy is when they decided to start double-fucking us, something that neither of us had done before, but where I took a long time to get comfortable with having two of their massive, pierced dicks inside me at once, his ass was clearly more accommodating and he was soon enthusiastically pushing back on them. Slut. It must have been the early hours of the morning when we were given another break, with us joining the bikers outside to smoke a few cigarettes. Then we were ushered back in the house and up the stairs, before being urged into separate bedrooms. The one I was almost pushed into had three of the original guys asleep on an absolutely huge bed, and after pulling off what remained of my army uniform I climbed on and squeezed into a gap to lie down. I think I pretty much passed out when I got horizontal. I woke at some point after dawn to the feeling of being fucked again, and sure enough one of my bedmates had positioned himself against my back and slipped into me. It was quite a gentle fuck, but once he'd come the other two turned me on my front and then used some leather restraints I hadn't noticed before to secure my arms and legs so I was splayed out. They then both took turns climbing on my back and fucking me until they shot off another volley of toxic cum inside my now loose and sloppy hole. What I wasn't expecting was that I was left in that position for hours. Guys came and went, and for all I knew they were men who hadn't been at the party the night before as I couldn't see any of them. What I did know is that my brother was also being fucked still, as I could occasionally hear him begging for loads through what must have been quite a thin wall. Just when I was starting to get concerned that my mom would be getting worried about where both her sons had gone without a word, I was released from the restraints and allowed to get up and stretch. "You did good son" said the host. "Thanks" I replied. "Now go get yourself showered and off home" he said. There were still fucking sounds coming from the other bedroom. "What about my brother?" I asked. "I'm not leaving without him." "Don't worry, I expect they'll be done with him soon" the host replied. "Not often these guys get to use such a prime piece of teenage meat. Get yourself cleaned up and then I'll see if can prise him away from them for you." I nodded at him, then made my way towards the bathroom and got in the shower. I was aching, my hole was sore and gaping, I had dried cum everywhere while fresher deposits oozed out of me, so it was a relief to get under the flow of hot water. I spent a bit of time in there, and was just getting out when my brother came into the room, looking as fucked-out and used as I felt. "Fucking hell" he whispered. "I'm so fucking sore." "Me too" I said, managing to give him a small smile. "You OK though?" "Tired" he said, "but yeah, I'm OK." He got showered while I dried off, feeling a bit fraternal and not wanting to leave him alone in there. I stayed with him while he dried off as well, and then we both exited at the same time to find the host and one of the other guys waiting for us outside holding our clothes in neatly folded piles. We took the piles into one of the bedrooms while they disappeared off downstairs, and we silently and achingly got dressed. We then headed downstairs to the smell of some sort of fast food, and sure enough there were two McDonald's bags sitting out for us with a coffee each as well. "Thanks boys" said the host, coming in from the yard. "Marvin went out and got those for you as we figured you'd be hungry." "Thanks" I said. "We'll take these to go if that's OK. Our mom might be getting worried." "No problem" he replied. "You've got my number, so let me know how you get on, or if you want to come back for another party." "I will do" I said, before grabbing the bags while my brother picked up the coffees. We headed down the hallway and back out the front door, finding most of the cars and trucks from the night before had gone as had the motorbikes. We got into Dad's old car, and I reversed us out onto the street and then drove a few minutes to somewhere we could pull over on a quiet street near our house. We then tucked into the food and coffees in silence, before I drove us the rest of the way back. I went in first as I could get away with being dressed in my uniform, but my brother stayed in the car until I slipped back out with some jogging bottoms and a sweater he could slip on over his kit before coming inside with me. He got some grief from Mom about being out all night, not something she seemed to care about with me, but she was tired from her overnight shift and eventually let it go so she could head off to bed. We both followed suit, exhausted after the all-night toxic gangbang we had been through. After giving ourselves a couple of days to recover, we both eventually admitted to each other that we were ready to get fucked again. My brother suggested I show him the ropes in the woods, and for the next few days as our mom toiled away at Target overnight, her sons could be found bent over logs or leaning against trees behind the bus terminal, taking whatever the local men had to offer. It was about two weeks later that we both started to feel unwell, and I recognised the symptoms as what we should expect as we converted. Mom did her best to look after us, and after a few days we were both a lot better. At my suggestion, my brother agreed that we should probably go to a clinic to get tested, so we got in the car and drove the two hours it took to get to the city so that we could go to one of the anonymous drop-in centres we'd read about online. Lord only knows what the staff thought at two guys who were obviously brothers arriving to get tested, particularly when our results came out and we elected to be told them together. Unsurprisingly, we were both now poz. "You OK?" I asked my brother, after the staff had left us in peace. "Yeah" he said, turning to look at me. "You?" "Yeah" I replied. "To be honest I'm kinda surprised I wasn't already poz after all those fucks I took in the woods before." "Guess the party really worked" he said, grinning at me. "I guess so" I said, grinning back. With that, we got up and headed outside onto the street. It was a bit of a walk back to the car, and I don't know what it was, but something in me wanted to connect with my brother at this moment. I put my arm over his shoulder as we walked, and moments later his arm came across my back and he gripped my bicep. We didn't say anything or look at each other, instead just focusing on the sidewalk as we strode forward. Siblings. Sluts. Toxic. Whatever. In that moment, we were brothers in arms... ----- THE END Guys, I'm going to leave it there as I'm off on holiday tomorrow and have got a shit tonne of domestic chores to do first. Thanks for the many reactions and comments - hope you all enjoyed this conclusion.

My first time writing a story. Chapter 1 serves as a prelude. Chemsex element will become more prominent starting in next chapter. Chapter I Finally I'm all done with my exams for my classes. My winter break has officially begun. I cannot wait to head home to see my best friend Keith. "come on. I miss blowing my cum in you and I know you do too. " was the last text I received from Keith a few days ago We've been best friends all our lives. The last weekend before we each off to college, we were in his parents basement playing call of duty. We both proclaimed that we were much better than the other person. To decided that we'd take turn playing 5 rounds. Whoever gets the most kills win. Even though we were the same age. I looked boyish still. I had peaked at 5'9. In shape. Keith and I both are stayed active and played sports all year round. I had define arms and abs but nothing like Keith. He straight up looked like a matured young man in his 20s already. His physique was great. Muscular, blonde, with a charming smile and outgoing personality. 6'3, green eyes and his huge bulge had always been hard to ignore. I've only saw the outline of his dick when we were changing in the locker room a few times. I've seen his mushroom head a few times when we were working out in the weight room. He occasionally didn't wear underwear so when he was spotting me and standing over me at the bench press, I looked up and there it was. His long dick hanging on one side of his shorts. From my angle, it almost seemed like it his shorts could barely consealed it. My dick started getting hard the first time when I focused on his dick too much. After I finished my reps, Keith flicked my boner hard and said "we're almost done handsome. One more set then you are free to take care of yourself so let's stay focus buddy." I didn't know if he knew what got me hard but ever since, I try not to look into his shorts too long bc I didn't think I'd be able to control my urge to wrap my mouth around his mushroom head if I looked at it for too long again. As our two-people video game tournament went on, whoever is off started messing with the other person. At first Keith stood next to the TV and started lifting his shirt up, licked his finger and circled around his perfect nipple a couple times attempted to distract me. When it was his turn, I did the same except I went a step further and pulled down my shorts to show him my butt, supported by a pair of black jockstrap. Each round, we tried to one up the other. He licked the back of my ear, I full on licked his ear inside and out, he even sat behind me and played with my nipples. I made sure I didn't accidentally let out any moaning. Everything was all in the name of distracting the other person of course but I was getting hard. I didn't want Keith to see my boner so my last couple rounds I laid on my stomach instead so Keith wouldn't see my rock hard dick. As soon as my last round started, he pulled down my shorts, exposing my whole butt. I said "I played the game naked at home so that ain't going to do anything to hurt my game. If anything, it puts me at ease to take the crown for sure". My attention is fully on the game but I heard Keith said "is that so?" and I heard him walking away, opened and closed his drawer, and I heard couple bottles opening and closing. I said "are you getting your beside lotion? If you are, that's perfect. I could use a nice shoulder rub. You can start calling me the king bc I'm on my way to break my personal best" then I heard Keith whisper right next to my ear softly "we'll see about that. Tell me. Do always play this game at home with a hard on? ". He then reach into the sofa and grab my hard dick and lean me on my side slightly and started stroking it. He caught me off guard but I thought we were still trying to one up the other person so I said "keep stroking that. My dick is hard only bc the first thing you gonna have to do after I win is to put that down your throat". His arm wrapped around my neck and pulled me closer to him and said "you haven't won yet mister. You still need 10 kills and only 60 seconds to go". When he did that, he shotgun me a mouth full of smoke that he got off his vape and gave me a good head buzz. Meanwhile, He stopped stroking me and rest his hands on my hip. I didn't noticed that he had lube up his dick and was sliding up and down my butt crack. By the time I realized what he was doing, I felt a little warming sensation and heard a wet pop, his whole head slid into my ass before I could make a sound. By the time I did make a sound, his had his hand and a wet rag over my mouth. The rag smelled like some sort of chemical so my vision started to blurred and my body went soft. Mean while, he felt my muscle relaxed so his dick made its way deeper. I wanted to moan but I did everything I could to hold back bc the basement door suddenly opened. Keith's mom brought us a plate of fruit. She noticed that we were cuddling, which was something we had casually done before. We both still had our shirts on so nothing appear out of ordinary to her. She was completely unaware that we had no nothing on under the blanket that Keith throw on us last minute and her son's dick was making his way up my virgin asshole. It was so big and made me feel so full. I didn't even know how much I had taken bc it took everything out of me to aoo normal. When Keith's mom looked away for a few to turn up the basement theremostat for us, Keith placed the rag over my nose and mouth once again and whispered to me "take a deep breath then hold it in". As I followed Keith's instructions, I could feel his dick going deeper and deeper slowly as I inhaled. His mom turned up the thermostat the started making her way back up stairs. "you boys behave down here" she said as she made her way up. I let out the deep breath of poppers i inhaled and grab a big pillow and put my head into it and let out the moan I've been holding back for what felt like eternity. As soon as I lifted my head up, Keith put the rag in front of my nose and mouth once more and said "couple more deep breath. You're so tight but you're almost there. Baby Come on. You can do it. Take it all the way in". I could feel Keith pulling his dick 2/3 of the way out to reapply the warming lube on the shaft of his dick. His hands are covering my nose and mouth with such force that I was inhaling poppers whether I liked it or not. I feel my vision closing in, my ass warming up, and his balls now touching my butt. When his hard throbbing dick was all the way in he whispered "good job, Ben. That was all 10 inches of me. Relax and just feel it in you. Inhale more poppers on the rag and just focus on the feeling. I bet you can feel my blood pumping through my dick, can't you? It is hard as a rock bc damn you have a nice hole. Tight like mine just a year ago. I saw you made a tent earlier when I pinched your nipples so I decided to go for it. You're the first person to take in all of my dick. I'm impressed. Here take two more deep breath, one on each side." Keith put the popper bottle right under my nose this time. Left then right. "good now hold it" he straddle on top of me, grabbed the remote and turned on some music on TV and shoved my head deep into the pillow and held on hands together behind my back with one hand and started moving his pelvis back and forth. My head was buzzing and I was moaning without holding back now but with my head shoved in the pillow and music playing, my moaning was barely audible. Keith's head was massaging my prostate in a steady rhythm. I could hear him trying to keep his own moaning down. "oh ben.. I'm gonna cum soon. Are you ready for it?" I knodded. Then I felt Keith pressing his body hard against my back and his body tensed up, 4-5 warm waves of his warm cum hitting my inner rectum wall. When he rolled down on my side and turned me side way, his mushroom head touched my prostate and the pressure of it and his warm cum made me shot my cum hard hands free. I let out the first groan without anything over my mouth. He panicked and covered my mouth with his big hand through the rest of my orgasm. My cum got on his hair, my hair, our faces. After 30 seconds or so.... He finally started letting go of me. We both covered in sweat and cum and was still recovering from the intense pleasure that we just had. I said "why did we wait until now to do this?" he said "I don't know but I promise you this won't be the last. I have so much more to show you". We parted way a few hours later on our way to our college. We wanted to fuck once more but his parents interrupted us every few minutes we honestly couldn't. Keith slapped my butt as I walked upstairs and said, I guess I will see you during winter break. I'll have a good Christmas present for you. He giggled. I had no idea what was on his mind but all I know was no cock had felt nearly as good as his since I got to college. However, I did learn a few new tricks that I plan on showing him when I see him. 😏

Definitely, as well as the everlasting Clubhouse II. BTW, did you make it to the Slammer's anniversary? I did drop my souvenir towel somewhere but held on to the memories.

as far as I know I am neg , getting harder to change that all the time . love a 2 or 3 some to get a good mix of cum

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

Master did not pull out after he came but rather picked me up with his still rock hard cock deep in me and took me to the basement. He pumped into me slowly and I saw my father licking up the mix of blood cum and piss that was left on the floor. Master kept pumping into me as he laid me down in one of the leather hammocks. “Hold your ass up don’t let any of my seed fall out slut” he said as he walked away I tried my hardest to hold my ass up keeping masters precious seed inside me. He came back soon after with a baggie of crystals and two needles. “You want this meth you fucking druggie bitch” he said “Yes please master I need it” i begged “You want it all you fucking methwhore” “Yes please give it to me I need it and your cock” I screamed out With that he poured the entire bag into my hole and I was hit with a burning sensation when he plunged his cock in right after. He held still in me as he pushed both syringes in my arms. He pulled back the plungers the slammed them down and pulled my arms up. I was flying when he began slamming into me as I felt nothing but pleasure when he tore me apart. My father came down and knelt by my face. He stuck his tongue down my throat. After a bit my father pulled away and talked to master. I couldn’t care less what they said as all I could focus on was master’s cock. Soon after my father sat down on my face and held my mouth to his hole. His asshole felt more like a pussy as I ran my tongue around his hole before I dug in and started to devour my father’s delicious shit hole. Every once and a while I felt squirts of cum into my guts but was unsure how much time passed otherwise. I felt meth injected into me a few more times, but after a while my dad pulled off. “Daddy please” I begged “Oh I know son don’t worry I’m just making sure you stay nice and high baby” he said as he walked to the wall. “You’ve taken too many slams and we can’t find a good vein so we need to get you your meth another way” “Ok daddy” I said as as he returned with a large thin tube and IV bag. “Now you’re gonna learn the only use for your pathetic cock faggot.” Master said between grunts as he slammed himself. He was drenched in sweat and was now fully naked at least as far as I could see. “This’ll feel great baby just relax” dad said as he grabbed my caged cock. He took an end of the tube that had a metal head and pushed it against my piss hole. It popped in after a second and burned like hell, but even as I moaned out dad continued to pushe the tube deep down my cock. It began to feel amazing when suddenly I felt a pressure deep in me. My dad noticed the stop and put the open end of the tube in my mouth. “Hold onto this and swallow everything” he said before pushing the tube past the resistance and I felt a strange release before yellow liquid began to flow through the tube. As the acidic liquid hit my tongue I realized it was my piss. “Drink up all that chem piss faggot.” Master yelled as he pounded into me. After a minute I noticed I felt higher then before and when the piss finally stopped my dad took the tube from my mouth and connected it to the IV hanging down. I felt a burning deep in me and realized it was more meth. “Ahhh oh my god.” I cried out overwhelmed by the sensation in my bladder. This prompted master to roughly grab one of my pumped up nipples with one of his hand and squeeze the iv bag with the other, increasing the pressure in my bladder. I could barely think with the combined sensations. As my dad walked back with something in his hand he began to bite on my other nipple and finger my moaning mouth. Once the bag was empty my dad grabbed hold of the base of the tube and quickly ripped it out. The pain sent me into and orgasmic shock as I watched the bloody tube rip out of me. As soon as the tube was out he shoved in a long thick rubber tube down my cock. “There you go son now you’ll be nice and high for a while.” He said “Feed that fag your prolapse” master ordered my father. “Yes sir” my dad replied as he stepped above my face once more but this time instead of crouching he slowly pushed his ruined hole out into a huge red bulge. He lowered his massive prolapse into my mouth as I eagerly made out with his pushed out hole. I vaguely heard my father moaning as the world fell away again replaced by the lusty burn of meth. I continued to eat my father prolapsed ass until he left at some point and master leaned down throat fucking me with his tongue as he clawed at my swollen nipples and slapped my inflated balls. “This is gonna be your last load for the night fag. Your fuckhole of a father wants a few loads before he goes to bed and you’ve had more than enough for tonight slut.” He said pulling away from my mouth. “Please more I need —“ I tried to beg but was cut off with a hard slap to the face. “YOU NEED NOTHING FAGGOT” master screamed as he shot his final load in me before pulling out and quickly replacing his cock with a large piece of duct tape to hole my hole shut. He walked away without another word and when I tried to stand to follow I found that I had been locked into the hammock at some point. A few hours later I heard a noise as my father came down. “How are you feeling son” he said as he dragged his hand up my bare body “Empty daddy please give me your cock” I begged like a bitch in heat. “Oh I wish I could sweetheart but I’ve been locked up since I met master I haven’t fucked anything since you were conceived, but don’t worry I brought a gift for you baby boy.” He said as he walked to my face “Open wide” he said as he positioned his ass above my mouth and pushed out at least five of master’s massive loads. I gobbled them down quickly and licked the residue from daddy’s hole. “Thank you so much I love you daddy” I said as I finished. “Of course son I love you too now let’s get your load in deep” with that he unhooked the head end of the hammock and I fell, held up only by the cuffs around my ankles. Dad grabbed two weird gloves that went up to his hairy shoulders. They clanked as he put them on. “These’ll make sure your hole is fully raw to accept master’s precious dna” as he walked by I realized they were rough chainmail. He pulled the duct tape from my hole and plunged his fist straight in. It burned like hell and I could hear the sloshing noises as he pulled my hole apart. As he kept pushing deeper I began to moan. “That’s a good slut enjoy your dad pushing diseased cum deep into you” he moaned out. I then heard rather than saw that he was fisting himself with his other gloved hand. My hole felt totally beaten when my father took his hand out. He left me hanging there while he put the gloves away before kissing me on the mouth and walking back upstairs.

I opened my mouth and tasted a mix of piss sweat and metal as Andrew slide his head into my mouth. He put his hands around the back of my head and slowly pushed. I could barely hold back the urge to throw up as his cock made its was down my throat. “You like taking my cock slut” Andrew asked to which I vigorously nodded, I still had no idea what was going through my head but knew that I needed this cock. As I got about half his cock into my mouth I felt like I couldn’t take anymore. Andrew noticed and pulled out slightly so that I could breathe again. “Inhale this it’ll help you swallow my entire cock, and your gonna swallow my entire cock faggot” he said as he pulled out a wash cloth that he sprayed with some van before shoving it under my nose. I felt hot and slightly light headed when Andrew forced his entire cock down my throat. I could feel his piercing cutting up my throat as he fucked it but I only wanted more. After a few minutes he pulled out and asked “ how did you like that faggot” I could only moan in response “Of course you loved it cmon I’m about to break your hole in” he said as he pulled me to my feet and threw me onto the bed. He went to the side table and pulled out a small baggie and some metal pieces before crouching by my ass. I saw that the metal pieces were actually piercings. A giant thick horseshoe septum piercing as well as two spiked lip piercings “ you want me in your hole faggot” he asked as he rubbed a finger around the edge of my virgin hole before suddenly pushing in “Yes daddy” I moaned out as he began finger fucking me. I felt him scraping up my hole. After a minute he put 4 fingers in and pulled me open before dumping the contents of the bag into me. I felt a burning sensation followed by a rush emanating from my hole “Please I need your cock daddy” i screamed. “But what about your wife” he asked as he rubbed his pierced head around my desperate hole “I don’t care I just want your cock” “What about your son” “Fuck him all I want is your cock” “What about god” “Fuck god I need you in me” “What about the hiv that I’m gonna infect you with” “Give me your hiv dick daddy please” I begged without even thinking as he slammed hard into my unlubed hole. His PA tore my hole apart and yet I couldn’t stop moaning all the pain felt so good. Daddy saw how I was reacting and slapped me in the face to which I just moaned and grabbed at my dick. “Your not touching that fucking pathetic cock faggot” he said as he punched my balls full force. The pain was enough to make me shot my load then and there. After a few minutes Andrew bent down and whispered in my ear. “Say hi to your wife” as he pointed to a camera on the side of the room. I should’ve cared but instead I just moaned “cum in me daddy” as he shot his toxic load into me. Andrew bred me five more times that night before sending the video to my wife. I stayed at his place being constantly bred or working out until I tested positive. After that he told me that he was going back to New York and that I could come with him if I wanted. Of course I accepted and over the years he molded me into the perfect slave for him. He put me on a strict workout regimen and diet as well as ensuring my ass was well trained by the hundreds of men he lent me out to. A few weeks ago when I found out that my son would be coming to stay with us I begged master to show him how great it is to be gay and we came up with a plan to make him into master’s slave as well.

Was at a houseparty and one guy needed a piss… so I followed him down. Asked if he‘d piss on me, he saiid yes… then the door opened and the other 3 guys all appeared. (One knew I lived piss so ingress he told the others) I got drenched by all 4 of them, and drank a good load too… then shortly after got the tingles. Two of them had been hitting the ket heavy and u reckon some of it got into my system. Made me hard as fuck. Another guy arrived off Grindr, and as he arrived he looked round and his eyes landed on me. He started to fuck me, then asked if he could smell piss on me. I said „yeah, sorry“… but he told me he loved it and fucked me even harder 😈

more than 30 thru the day and nite at a arcade in mississippi when i was down there for spring break

Once a quarter I take a trip specifically for sex. Mostly, I go to Palm Springs and stay at CCBC or Canyon Club. I get all the sex i can handle.

The Private Party So I was on that barebacking site, you know which one. I just happened to look at the Private Parties section. Usually these are organized by a bottom guy who is looking for tops and doesn't really want any other bottoms there. This time I was pleasantly surprised to find a party where not only was the organizer a versatile top, most of the other people signed up to attend were or were tops or versatile. And it wasn't just a couple of attendees, there were already 8 people signed up. I started to look at the profiles of the organizer and the other attendees. Very hot. I could already feel my little cock start to tingle in anticipation. I've always had a fantasy about showing up at a party like this and when I get there being locked into a chastity device and then into the kind of bondage spreader bar which leaves a guy ass up and helpless to prevent anyone from using him as they see fit. I messaged the host for an invitation and asked him if it was OK if I was locked in a chastity cage and a spreader bar, He messaged me back saying I was invited and that would be great. I went to the toy/lingere store near where I live that carries a fairly large assortment of bondage toys. I picked out a spreader bar that looked sturdy. The lady at the counter gave me a wink and a smirk as I paid. So now I'm getting ready for the party. Taking a shower, shaving myself in all the right places. Applying good smelling lotion. Thoroughly cleaning myself out with many enema bottles. Lubing up my hole and sliding a large plug in. Putting on my cage and locking it securely in place. Putting on a jock so my ass will be exposed and ready. When I get there the host greets me at the door and recognizes me since I am carrying a spreader bar. When I am inside I strip down and remove the plus. He takes my clothes and the plug, putting them in a bag for safe keeping. tells me I can go set up in a corner and he'll have someone help me get locked up. He motions over a guy dressed in leather gear and asks him if he'd give me a hand. He says he would love to. We go over in the corner and I get down on all fours and he fastens my arms and legs to the spreader bar. I am now ass up and totally helpless to stop anyone from having free access to my hole. Other guys are milling around, a few are making out and I hear the moans and groans of others as they are sucking each other off or fucking. The guy admires his handiwork and gives my ass a smack. Other people seem to notice and soon a group forms. The leather guy starts to slide his hard, thick dick up and down my crack until the tip catches my hole, then he slides it in making me groan out in pleasure. He starts a slow in-out motion and his dick is long enough it is hitting my prostate and soon it is making my little cock confined in its cage drool pre cum. Someone notices and says "Look at that sissy clit drip!" while he reaches down and wipes some up with his finger and then puts it to my mouth making me taste my own seed. After a while the leather guy fucking me starts to pick up his pace, his low hanging balls which had been slapping my taint pulling up tight to his body and I know I'm about to take his load. As I feel his cock throb and his cum blasting deep inside me he bends down to my ear and says "did the host tell you that this isn't just a bareback party, it is a conversion party?" I cry out "No!", but I should have known because so many of the attendees had status "Ask me". He rests for a second and says "Well, now you know, and there was your first poz load". He barely has a chance to pull out before another guy starts sliding his big dick into my now well used hole. One by one guys pound my ass and fill it with their hot loads, many of them telling me things like that they had stopped their meds weeks ago in anticipation of this party. I can feel lube and cum dribbling out of my ass and down my leg every time one of them pulls out. I lose track of how many loads I take, but it has to be close to a dozen. Eventually I hear the host tell me the party will be ending soon and it is his turn. I feel his dick slide into my now stretched out hole, but he has to be one of the biggest I've ever taken because it still stretches me out more. He pounds me long and hard and then groans out as he cums, telling me he had been waiting to seed me all night and that his VL was very high so it was the guarantee that I'd be knocked up for sure. He and the leather guy then release me from the spreader bar and I am handed the bag with my clothes in it. I dress, my little cock still trapped in its cage and then drive home. When I get there I unlock my cage and as I'm pulling my little cock I get an email from the host inviting me to next month's party. I can't wait.

Double Ass Up So I was on one of those location based phone apps... You know which one. I saw a profile on there which had a nice looking ass with a cream pie dripping out of it. I sent a message complimenting him "Nice creampie, I love taking them too". He replies back "Thanks, you have a nice ass too". I asked him "You on PrEP?". His reply "Nope". Me "Me neiter. You're going to get knocked up!". Him "Probably." Me "Me too". He says "I'm hosting in my motel room, if you can split it with me you can come over and take some loads too". Me "Sounds great, what hotel and room number?" He sends me the number so I take a quick shower, get cleaned out and head over, it's only a couple miles away over along IH35. When I get there he lets me in, the room is dark and we leave the door proped open with the little bar thing. I strip down like he is, just to jock underwear and we both get up on the bed ass up. It doesn't take long before we hear the door open and shadows enter the room. I feel a hand rub my ass and I can see that his is also being checked out. Two tops. Very soon I hear him groan out in pleasure and a grunt from his top guy and I know he's getting it. I also feel fingers checking out my already lubed hole. They pull out then I feel the head of my top guy's dick sliding in my ass crack until it pushes inside causing me to groan out as well and my top guy to give his own grunt. Then all I can hear is moans and groans and flesh slapping. I'm feeling nothing but pleasure as the big dick pounding me is rubbing my prostate just right making my little cock drip into my jock. All of a sudden my top stops and pulls out. "Switch?" he asks the other top. I hear the other top grunt out "OK" and he stops. I feel them moving around behind us and suddenly my hole is stretched wider than it has ever been and the big dick just keeps pushing in until I feel wiry pubes on my cheeks. I can't help but moan out because it burns a little, like a dick hasn't done in me in a long time. Very soon I feel him pull back out and then he pushes in hard and fast so I can feel is massive balls smack my taint and then he really goes to town. Both tops are pounding us like crazy. The room is filled with the sounds and smells of raw man sex. I'm interrupted by my head being pulled up by my hair a dick in my face which I accept into my mouth. More tops have showed up. It's going to be a good night. Soon I feel the huge dick in my ass start to throb and the guy pushes all the way in and holds it there as I feel jet after jet of hot cum being pumped deep inside me. I head the other bottom's top guy growl out "take my poz load you slut!". My top guy whispers in my ear "you just got a 5 day high VL load too". Before I can even process that, the guy that was in my mouth has pulled out and is moving behind me. I have a chance to look around a little and I see there must be a dozen guys standing around stroking themselves and getting ready to use both of us. And they do. One after another until the wee hours of the morning. After the last ones leave both myself and the other bottom guy are left laying together on the bed in puddles of cum, with dried cum spots all over each of us, and our holes gaping and drippng seed. I ask him "how many loads do you think we took?" He says he personally lost count after 14, and he was sure I took as many as he did. That sounded true to me too. We took turns rinsing off and getting dressed and then left, exchanging mobile numbers. A couple weeks later I got a text from him saying "We should do that again soon" I texted back "Hell yes, but I won't need to be worried about being impregnated next time". I'd been to the clinic and got my results. He texted me "Me either, my pregnancy test just came back Pozitive". We made arrangements to do it again... Looking forward to it this Friday.

How my brother got through football training the next day I did not know, but I did the sensible thing and just passed out and slept once I had said hello to my mom when she got back from her night shift. By the time I got up again she had gone back out to work again, which I thought sucked for a Saturday night but I guess she had to make ends meet. My brother messaged me to say he was staying at a friend's that night, so I decided just to go out and see about some fun of my own. I drank a few beers first, then went back to the woods behind the bus terminal to see what was going on. Thankfully there were some guys hanging around, so I didn't waste any time in getting my pants off before I bent over against a tree. It didn't take long before the first of a number of cocks was inside me. Things were a bit different tonight though. These guys were all pretty skinny, even slightly unhealthy looking from what I could see in the dim light, and they kept saying words like "toxic" and "gift" as they were fucking and breeding me. I didn't know what they meant, but enjoyed the fucks anyway. When the last of them had finished in me, I stood up straight and looked around to see whether they were just resting or if that was it for tonight. "You wanting some more loads?" one of them asked. "Yeah, I guess" I replied, taking out a cigarette and lighting it. "Well" he continued, "I'm hosting a party next weekend, but I think the bottom is about to flake out. You wanna take his place?" "A party?" I asked. "Yeah" he said, "a group of tops ready to drink and fuck all night." "Sounds like my kind of party" I said. "Is it local?" "Yeah" he said, "other side of town." "Cool" I replied. "I'm in. Just one thing though..." "Yeah?" "If my brother is interested, can I bring him too?" I asked. "Your brother?" "Yeah, he turned 18 a few months ago" I said. "Quarterback in high school." That got them going. "You both get bred?" he asked. "Yeah" I replied. "I've been getting fucked by my platoon for years, and found out yesterday he's been taking it from the rest of the football team." More excited murmurs from the rest of them. "A soldier and a high school quarterback" the man said, looking around the other guys. "This could be the best party yet." "I don't know if he will come" I said, "but I'll be there. Just let me know the details." The guy gave me his address and let me know it was on the Friday night, and by then they all seemed to have got excited again so I ended up on all fours on the ground taking a fresh load from each of them. I still didn't understand some of the words they were using while they fucked me, but made a mental note to do some research later. Once they were all done and had said their goodbyes to me, I lit another cigarette and then wandered off into the woods. I only managed to take two more cocks that night as there didn't seem to be many guys around, but figured I'd done pretty well when I gave up and went home. I had a shower to clean up, then decided to browse the net for a bit to see if I could find out what all the verbal stuff from the guys who had been fucking me was about. It didn't take long...

I was heading home for four weeks of leave. A fellow soldier had loaded me up in the bathroom at the airport, and again while changing planes in Atlanta, but even with all that I was horny when the bus dropped me off in town. My mom was working nights again this month and I didn't think my dopey brother would be sitting around waiting for me, so after I'd smoked a couple of cigarettes I slung by bag up on my shoulder and headed round the bus station into the woods. I was still in my uniform, but actually thought that might help me score. Man how right I was. There were actually quite a few guys hanging around that night, all of them middle aged or downright old, and boy did it turn them on having a real-life soldier drop his pants and present his ass to them. "You looking to get fucked, Soldier?" asked this fat guy with a big beard. "Just here to serve my country, Sir" I replied. Thought I'd play along. That did it, and I soon had a steady supply of cocks going in both ends, until they had all blown in me at least twice. I hadn't planned on taking that much cock tonight, but there were no complaints from me. Once I sensed they were all tuckered out, I fished a tissue from my jacket pocket, cleaned off the worst of the cum lodged between my buttcheeks, pulled up my trousers, and then turned and playfully saluted those members of the group who were still there. I then grabbed my bag off the floor and set off on the walk through town to our house, lighting up a couple of smokes on the way. It being a Friday night, I assumed my brother would be out somewhere. However, when I got to the house it was dark except for his room, so I guessed he must have a girl up there. To avoid any problems, I entered as quietly as possible and made my way to the downstairs toilet to have another wipe of my ass before I went upstairs, just in case he intercepted me before I got to the bathroom. It was when I came out of the downstairs toilet that I realised the faint sex noises I had heard coming from upstairs did not sound like I thought they should. It sounded more like what I had become used to, in that there was definitely two or three different male voices. Maybe he and some football players were gang banging some poor cheerleader. I crept upstairs to avoid making a scene, but then noticed his door was closed over but not actually latched. Curiosity got the better of me, and when I slowly pushed back his door while pressed against the wall outside, I got one hell of a surprise. There were a load of football players in there as I expected, and it was a gang bang happening all right, but it was my brother who was being fucked! There he was, the handsome muscled 18 year old quarterback my mom so adored, on his hands and knees on his own bed while his teammates fucked him mercilessly at both ends. I had started looking in right as one of them climaxed in his ass, and when he pulled out I could see even from the strange angle that he had been fucking my brother bare. Jeez, this clearly ran in the family. Maybe that's why dad wasn't around anymore. Maybe he was off somewhere getting fucked repeatedly. I watched for a bit longer, and then decided just to throw caution to the wind. I walked into the room quite noisily, causing everyone to stop and heads to rapidly turn in my direction. I don't think I've ever seen my brother looking so scared in all his life. "Hey little bro" I said. "Errr...hey" he replied. "You having fun?" I asked. "Er..." he mumbled, not a sound coming from any of the other scared shitless-looking guys in the room. "Looks like it" I said. "They're not forcing you, right?" He stared at me for a moment, and then shook his head. One of his teammates was still lodged in his ass while we had this bizarre conversation. "OK then" I said, before reaching to my pants to pull them down. I pulled each leg off at the same time as the accompanying boot, and then got my tops off too. That left me standing there in front of everyone in just my jockstrap, my tattooed muscled bod on full display. "What are you doing?" my brother squeaked, clearly concerned I was going to fuck him too. He was still in the same position, a cock lodged in his ass. "Well, it looks like you could use some help with these guys" I responded, smiling. I then looked round the other guys. "Y'all want to fuck both of us?" I asked. Without waiting for a response from any of them, I walked over to the bed and got on all fours from the opposite side so that my head was right next to my brother's, and then I turned to face him. "Guess we've both been keeping secrets" I said to him, before a black cock appeared in front of my face. Without even looking up at the guy it was attached to, I just turned towards it, opened my mouth and sucked it in. Shortly after another cock was pushed into my hole in one go, and my brother and I settled into an evening of getting completely turned out. These were young men in their prime, so neither one of us was ever without a hard cock pummelling our ass. It was actually starting to get light when I realised the only guy who was still there and awake was the one fucking my brother, meaning I was going to get a break for a bit. I hauled myself off the bed, threw on my pants and jacket, and then headed downstairs and out to the porch. I lit up a cigarette, and then leaned on the railing looking towards the beginnings of dawn. My brother soon appeared next to me, and helped himself to one of my cigarettes as well. We then just stood smoking in silence, and it wasn't until we'd both lit up another that any words were spoken. "When did you start getting fucked?" my brother asked out of nowhere. "Strip poker gone crazy during base leave in Vegas a couple of years ago" I responded. "Was drunk as hell. Some of my brothers fucked me, and have been taking cock ever since. You?" "Last year" he said. "Carson saw me checking out his cock in the showers, and made me blow him to stop him telling everyone else. Then he fucked me." I exhaled a big load of smoke. "What about when you started being a whore for the whole team?" I asked. "Carson told everyone, even showed them a video" he responded. "Guess I'm lucky they didn't just beat the shit out of me." We were silent again for a while. "Do you like it?" I asked. "I mean, so far it sounds like they could just be blackmailing you." "Yeah" he said. "Bro, I'm gay." "Well yeah, I figured that much from you checking out Carson's cock" I said, "but being gay ain't gotta mean you like getting gang fucked." "S'pose" he sighed. "But I do. I fucking love it." We were quiet again for a bit. "Is it just the team who fucks you?" I asked. "Yeah" he replied. "They're all so fucking horny all the fucking time." "So no other guys then?" I asked. "No. But you do, right?" "Yeah, I do" I said. "Took some loads in the woods before I got home last night." My brother looked a bit wide eyed after I said that, but I noticed his tongue just lightly touching his lip. What I just told him had turned him on, so I decided not to hold back. "Group of old men. Could have been anyone. They all fucked me and bred my ass." "Fuuuuuck" my brother groaned quietly. "Was still full of their cum when your teammate shoved his cock in me" I continued. "Guess that makes me a slut, huh?" My bro just nodded, his face now fully giving away that the thought of me - or maybe of himself - doing that aroused him. We stood in silence for a bit, both lighting up another cigarette. "You wanna come with me next time I go to the woods?" I eventually asked. He paused, then said "isn't it dangerous?" "Probably" I said. He was quiet for a bit longer, before looking at me and silently nodding. I guess he was ready to try something other than the football team. Neither of us was to know what this decision was going to lead to...

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Fascinating topic and devices. Thanks for sharing, everyone! The thought of opening a bottom's hole with a speculum, aiming for the center and shooting my cum inside, and then emptying some used condoms to add more cum, drives me wild.

Apologies for the long delay. ------- I gave myself a couple days of rest after the all-nighter in the basement, and concentrated on starting to spend my winnings on things I had always coveted as well as stuff I felt I would now need. However, I was soon starting to feel the itch, and so set about creating suitable profiles on various sites. In no time I was fielding a steady stream of interested guys coming by the flat, keeping my desires satiated with load after load up my rear end. I wasn't specific about what I was looking for, but many of the men took great pleasure in telling me to take their "dirty loads" as they filled me up. The fuck flu took longer to set in than I had maybe expected based on my research, but when it struck I holed myself up at home and allowed the change to take its course. What energy I had was spent answering questions from estate agents and lawyers as my house purchase proceeded, as well as setting up fucks for when I was feeling better again. Of course, I occasionally allowed guys to swing by and coat my insides with more charged seed, as long as they were up for it given the state I was in. Three weeks later I was back to normal, had confirmed my status at a clinic and got started on meds, and was now going through another major life change. I had bought a relatively remote newly-renovated house that was ready to move into straight away, so was already getting my relocation underway. Being as rich as I now was, I paid a gang of men to do all the work for me. Fortunately I noticed a biohazard tattoo on the leg of the most rugged of them while he was hoisting up a particularly heavy box, resulting in both him and me getting a bit of regular fun during their tea breaks. In addition to my status and living situation, I set about some appearance changes. I started working with a tattoo studio recommended by the rugged mover to sort out how to mark my body, agreeing some designs for my arms and chest as well as the font to use for the words on my buttocks, and getting the transformation underway in a number of sittings. I also got him to pierce my ears, and then bought in a load of chunky silver hoops and studs. I also excitedly received some of the orders I had placed early on, allowing me to adorn myself with the huge silver chains I had always secretly looked at on the internet but never gone anywhere with because of how averse to such things Rachel was. By the time everything had been delivered, I wore a near-kilo bracelet on each wrist and two kilos round my neck. Throwing off the mental shackles of my relationship with Rachel also extended to other aspects of my new life as a poz cumdump. My conservative haircut was out in favour of something a bit sexier, and I allowed myself to start smoking again having been forced to quit by her during university. The clothes I wore - when I bothered - got tighter, highlighting my increasingly muscled frame, and to complete the look I bought some leather accessories like cuffs, a collar, a harness and some seriously sexy boots. ------ About three months after my night in the basement, Ben texted me out of the blue to ask if I was up for helping him out with some clients. He was a bit vague about what sort of clients they were, but my role in assisting was clear. I would spend a long weekend at a country mansion tending to every sexual need the men had, refusing no loads and expecting nothing in return from any of them. Although my head told me I should be insulted about him expecting me to take on such a role despite having left the company, in my heart I knew I would say yes. A couple of weeks later a car came for me, with a bottle of champagne ready in a cooler in the back for me to enjoy on the drive out to somewhere in the Cotswolds. The driver had evidently been briefed beforehand, as he stopped a couple of times along the way to bang a load into me while I had a cigarette or two, which suited me just fine. As he dropped me off at a sizeable stone mansion, he patted my backside and told me he was looking forward to the drive back on the Monday. I made a mental note to see if wanted to be my regular driver. I was met at the door of the mansion by a young stud dressed as a butler, who showed me to a spacious and luxurious suite. In addition to a living area and main bedroom, there was a second bedroom fitted out for the sort of fun I had been drafted in for. A bed with various restraints attached and ready for use, a sturdy free-standing leather sling, a fuckbench (a personal favourite of mine), and numerous dispensers for lube and poppers. A little flutter went through me as I took in the room, imagining what might happen to me in there over the next few days. I returned to the living area and opened up an envelope that had been left for me on the table, giving me some basics about my stay. I was evidently free to roam around the building and make use of the gym, indoor pool and other facilities when I wasn't otherwise engaged. Any food and drink I desired would be brought to me on request, and other coded wording suggested I could also be provided with any other substances I wanted. A second page of notes provided me with the info I was really after: Welcome! This weekend you are to be the cumdump for a group of clients who will be staying here as part of a project we are all working on. Some of them are straight, some like a bit of everything, some are neg, others have declined to say. As you may have seen, we have set up a special room in your suite for this fun to take place in, but be ready to be called to other parts of the building and grounds if that is what our guests request. They all know that the lobby and the kitchen are off limits, but you will bend over wherever and whenever they want elsewhere. We will also be having a special group event on the Saturday night out in the stables, where you will be assisted by some of the other staff we have drafted in for the weekend. You will get more information on that earlier in the day, but we will make sure you have sufficient time to rest beforehand. In the meantime, please feel free to relax for a while before getting ready to start your duties from 6pm. Some guests may have specific requests for what they want you to wear, but otherwise you are free to dress however you feel comfortable. Ben After reading it through a couple of times, I decided to order a chicken salad and some more champagne, which arrived promptly and was delivered by yet another young stud in a valet's uniform. He licked his lips when he saw me, but I decided it was probably best to save any playing with the staff until late. Once I'd finished my food I had a cigarette out on the small balcony, and then chilled out on the enormous couch for a while and watched some TV. At 5pm, after another cigarette, I decided to get myself ready. After showering and thoroughly cleaning myself out, I donned my wide studded leather harness, a black leather jockstrap and my boots. I finished off with the huge chains and my chunkiest silver hoops, before taking in the view in the full-length mirror in the bedroom. Content that I looked the part, I headed out onto the balcony to enjoy the late afternoon sun and have a cigarette and some more champagne. As it turned out, from that vantage point I got a great view of various luxury cars turning up and guests arriving, many of whom also noticed me showing off their entertainment for the evening. I knew then that this was going to be a fun night.

rifling through the cabinets, Seth flipped through a disappointingly empty box of pop tarts with a huff. "damnit mikey man cannot live on cum alone" he mumbled, cursing his roommates aggravating habit of raiding the kitchen. "well not today!" seth quickly tapped out a text to the thirsty whore to pick up something on the way home, and pranced back down the hall to the tintinnabulation of the shower, pausing only briefly to steal the small bottle of synthetic lube from Mikeys room. Jake signed as the water cascaded off his head and shoulders. Did Seth even know his boyfriend? They'd considered getting engaged, had planned out rings and everything. Now here he was, standing on the shower after having spent the last night blasting some random twink full of cum. "obnoxious asshole" Jake muttered, as his mind began to wander back to seths sandy blonde hair, goofy grin, his tight abs, and his amazing ass. So thick, so incredible on his cock. As Jake felt his own cock begin to stir, he quickly tried to think of something else and as he turned to reach for the soap, there he was again. "got room for one more buddy? I could use a shower too" Seth smiled, as he stripped off the festive yellow jock to reveal himself fully, Jakes cock slowly began to swell. "here, lets clean each other up. Youve got an amazing body Jake. I really think youre pretty." Seth said, as he began to soap Jakes chest, working his way down until he was eye level with the boys now fully erect cock. "I bet your boyfriend loves this cock just as much as I do. Why does he make you use condoms?" Seth plied, slowly pumping and kissing Jakes fuck meat. "I-i dont really know, we just always have" Jake shyly confessed. Why did he even have to wear condoms? Couldnt he just go bare? Its not like it would matter, they were boyfriends after all. "well not with me. I just love feeling this cock cum. its just more natural that way. tops should always cum inside." Seth smiled up at Jake, as he moved around to work on his shoulders and lower back. "i guess thats more natural" Jake sheepishly replied as Seth rinsed him off and knelt down again. "spread your ass for me? I bet you have a very pretty hole too" seth chimed, and was rewarded with Jakes obedient hands easing his cheeks apart to expose the lovely virgins hole. Seth pulled himself gently into Jakes ass and began to tongue him. "Oh god" Jake moaned as he collapsed against the shower, reveling in seths expert tonguing. "I bet you dont know as a top but a boys butt is pretty special jake" seth smiled, as he admired the glistening holes now puffy lips. "really good tops can make boys cum just by fucking the hole, Jake" Seth lectured, as he smeared a dollop of lube onto Jakes ring. "just relax now, and let your buddy inside again" seth muttered, as his finger disappeared into Jakes virgin fuck hole. "do you feel this jake?" Seth smiled up at the boy again as he pushed against his prostate. "oh my god" Jake blurted, as his eyes widened and a stream of precum rolled out of the head of his cock. "That! is your boy button." Seth chirped, as he continued sawing in and out of the virgin tops hole. "boys like me love to get fucked by nice big cocks because it feels that good. And when you cum inside, it feels even better covered in jizz." seth smiled, as he slipped his fingers out with a plop and stood behind jake. "open your cheeks for me again Jake" seth whispered, as he aimed his five inches directly against Jakes hole. "just relax for me, and let me inside" seth soothed, as Jakes hole slowly gave way to just the head. "Do you feel that, Jake? Its my cock! your holes sucking on the tip of my cock and your doing great!" seth smiled, as he continued slowly working his dick up inside the boy. "youre doing a great job buddy. how do you feel? do you feel nice and full?" Seth whispered pushing his length fully into the tight tops pussy. "OH!" Jake exclaimed as seths five toxic inches hit their mark. "there we go baby! your boy button. im inside you nice and deep now so just let my cock do all the work" seth whispered, as he was now fully fucking Jakes neg hole. Perhaps the most dangerous part about Seth wasnt his deceptive nature, but his cock. At just five inches, it worked smoothly up inside even the tightest holes. Just big enough to inject its poz load, but not big enough to risk turning his newly minted poz tops into poz bottoms, Seth had successfully impregnated many boys with it. First just the head, then before they knew it, all his cum was inside. "ah there we go" seth sighed as he planted his tool deep, and began depositing his load. Reaching forward he began to stroke Jakes cock and massage his balls. "sorry buddy, I came too quick! your holes just too darn tight. but dont worry, now its your turn to cum!" Seth encouraged, as he held his toxic cock inside the boy. This was the entire point though. Seth knew that by cumming first he would give the load a little time to marinate, and when Jake orgasmed, his sucking hole would slurp the poz load deeper inside the boy. "cum for me" seth teased over and over again, as his expert hands worked Jakes rock hard shaft and tugged his heavy balls. "oh fuck" Jake exclaimed as his hole clamped down and the breeding contractions began. "thats right, just keep cumming baby, your so beautiful!" Seth beamed, as he felt the tops tight hole tugging at his slowly softening cock, drinking his seed. "Oh wow, I had no idea" Jake panted, fully spent and plugged with Seths poz cock. "yep! just goes to show why its so important to fuck bareback and always cum inside." Jake didnt entirely understand why anymore, but he knew it was selfish not to let his boyfriend feel his raw cock." Seth reluctantly slid out of the boy, leaving just a trickle of seed, and switched off the shower as he heard mikey shout "KFC girl!"

The next morning I was awoken by Ben pushing his rod into me. It was dry and hurt, so I reached out and grabbed the tube of lube from the bedside table in front of me. Applying some to my hands I quickly reached back and rubbed some on his dick, before sticking my fingers in to my hole to try to relax and lube them. Ben allowed this for a few seconds, before swatting my hand away and pushing his dick in. This time he managed to sink it fully inside me, and although it hurt I put up no further protest. I lay on my side and he fucked me until he blew a third load into my hole, before he pulled out, got off the bed and headed into the shower. I heard him lock the bathroom door, so I guess he didn’t want company. We didn’t say anything to each other until we were standing waiting for the lift, both washed and dressed for the day. “You sore?” he asked, a little gruffly. “Yes” I said, continuing to stare up at the LED display to see the lift approaching our floor, “but I’ll live.” We met Mitch and Rob down at breakfast, where they had already been for a while. Ben sat down and waited for a coffee to arrive, but I was hungry so asked Rob to order a cappuccino for me while I went to the buffet. Coming back with a plate of food I saw Rob and Mitch looking at me quizzically, slightly smiling. I tried to avoid their gaze, wondering why the sudden attention my way, but when I was seated, had put my napkin on my lap and picked up my cutlery, the two of them were still staring at me. Ben, meanwhile, was checking his phone but had a smirk on his face. “So” I said, blushing a bit, “how was your night?” “It was good” said Mitch, still smirking. “Er, great” I said, forcing a smile at him. At this point he looked away, but the smile didn’t go. I was now convinced that Ben had told them what had happened last night. “So” said Ben, breaking an uncomfortable silence that had then ensued. “We all know what the plan is for today?” With that, and to my relief, conversation turned to work. There was a lot to do, and I was able to focus on the job at hand for most of the day, only really being brought back to reality when I sat down without care and realised how tender my thrice-fucked arse was. We worked all through the day, eating lunch during a meeting so as not to waste time, and it wasn’t until gone 7pm that we finished. A few of the people we had been working with took us to a nearby bar for some drinks, and we once again ended up having tapas for dinner rather than staying out to go to a restaurant at the late hour the locals tended to eat. We then walked back to the hotel, taking in the vibrancy of the city after dark. No-one suggested stopping for a drink anywhere as I thought they would, and indeed no-one was really talking. I was feeling pretty self-conscious after the weirdness at breakfast, so kept my trap shut too. Back at the hotel we piled into the lift in silence, and then Rob and Mitch got off at the third floor without even a ‘goodnight’. Ben and I then continued on up to level five, and headed to our room. “Bathroom” Ben said gruffly as I closed the bedroom door. “Sorry?” “Get in the bathroom” he commanded. I stood and stared at him for a moment, and then found myself complying. I walked into the bathroom, with him following close behind. Once inside, he pushed me towards the sink and bent me over, my silk tie resting on the taps. He then reached around my front and undid my trousers, pushing them and my trunks down to my knees. I watched in the mirror as he then undid his own trousers and pushed them down a bit, reached into one of the pockets and pulled out a sachet of lube, ripped it open with his teeth and then I felt it squirting between my arsecheeks. Seconds later his cock was against my tightened hole, and I did the best I could to allow him access as he pushed in. However, he had not rimmed or fingered me at all, and it hurt like a bitch. I yelled out as he popped in. “Shut up!” he said, pushing himself the rest of the way in. Then, without any pausing to let me get used to the invasion, he started fucking me deep and hard. I know I had my eyes squeezed shut at first, but in time I opened them again and looked in the mirror. As much as it hurt, it was a hell of a turn-on to see both Ben and I fully dressed in business suits, but with him fucking the daylight out of me. He didn’t last long before he bred me, and then ripped his cock from my hole. “Get undressed and get on the bed” he commanded, as he pulled me up and pushed me out the door. He then shut and locked the door to do, well, I don’t know what. I stood in shocked amazement for a bit, and then started to get my jacket, tie and shirt off. I removed my watch and chucked it on my bed, then sat on the end of his to get fully naked. I paused again, and then climbed up on to the bed and positioned myself on all fours. While I waited I remembered the tube of lube from this morning, so crawled over and retrieved it from the drawer. I applied some to my fingers and then reached back to work it into my hole, trying to stretch myself a bit. Ben’s dick had already done a number on me back there, but it had hurt throughout so I wanted to get a bit more relaxed if he was going to fuck me again. Ben came back out of the bathroom, and our eyes met as I looked back over my shoulder at him. “On all fours” he said, before going towards the bedroom door. I heard him open it, not knowing what the fuck was going on, but when I then heard the clear sounds of more than Ben walking into the room everything fell into place for me. “Fuck” I heard Mitch say, “you weren’t joking!” “Is he ready?” asked Rob. “Slut’s all yours” replied Ben. “Just bred him, so he’s good to go.” Oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck. That’s pretty much where my head was at. I looked back at them as they stripped out of their clothes, not quite believing what was about to happen to me. But I didn’t protest. I don’t know why, but I didn’t protest. Rob went first, stepping up to my rear end and slapping me with his cock a few times. He saw the tube of lube next to me and grabbed it, applying some to his cock for which I was grateful. He then pushed against my hole and slipped inside, and I was pleased to find that he didn’t have the girth of Ben. He was much longer though, and as he went deeper inside I found myself moaning as new parts of me were opened up. “He loves it” said Mitch, who then came round to the other end of the bed. He kneeled on the mattress and shuffled forward, presenting his erect dick to my face. Without a great deal of choice in the matter, I opened my mouth and allowed him to push inside. And so it was that my first spitroasting began. Rob got himself fully buried, and then began to piston in and out of my recently-virgin hole, while Mitch set up a rhythm in my mouth. Somehow I managed to swallow his cock without gagging, and so my throat got deflowered by Mitch as Ben had done to my arse the day before. The two of them started thrusting in sync, so that I was getting reamed at both ends in tandem. I have to admit, even though my mind was screaming, it felt amazing. I relaxed into it, letting the two guys use my holes. In time, they swapped places, and I got to savour the various tastes now coating Rob’s cock as he thrust it in and out of my throat, while Mitch took over the reins at the back end. They swapped back once more before Rob blew his load in my arse, and then Mitch went back there and hammered me for a bit longer until he too had bred me. Ben took over at this point, ramming into me and dumping another load. By that point Rob was back in gear so he gave me another fucking, and then Mitch added his second load of goop to my overflowing hole. They rested for a while on my bed, cracking open some beers it appeared the other guys had brought with them, and I turned over an lay on my back trying to recover. None of them spoke to me at all, just chatting between them about what a good hole I was, how I compared to the girls or guys they fucked back home, and how many loads they thought they could get up me before we went back to London. They were clearly trying to themselves aroused again while my holes lay unused, and it worked. Still lying on my back, I then took one more load from each of them with my legs up on their shoulders, before they called it a night. Rob and Mitch threw on their trousers and shirts and headed off, while Ben climbed in to my bed. I lay on his for a bit longer, and then sat up and looked over at him. “Should I get in with you?” I asked softly, the first time I had spoken in a long while. He didn’t respond, but just threw back the covers. I climbed in turned around and rested back against him on my side. I could feel his cock was hardening again, so reached back and took hold of it. I briefly rubbed it, and then guided it back into my gaping hole. Ben let out a moan of appreciation, and threw his arm over me to hug me in. Sleep then took us both, with him buried to the hilt inside me.