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I like to change it up when I'm with a regular but I absolutely love telling my bottom to wrap his legs around my waist and then spray my seed with my balls tight up against his hole while kissing his neck or something like that.

“He’s messaging me again” Tex said in an amused voice “He just can’t give it up” Nick knew who he meant by “He”, The boy was 18, said he was a virgin and wanted to loose that virginity to a pair of hot “Daddies' '. He had fixated on Nick and Tex’s hookup profile and just could not swipe away apparently. The problem was that he wanted them to wear condoms and they refused. The boy was cute but there were plenty of others who would take them raw Hiis profile name was MFT2006 and he was going to be visiting the city just for the coming weekend. Tex and Nick didn’t care what his actual name was He had contacted them for the first time a couple days ago and when they refused to budge on the bareback only thing had sent them pictures of an admittedly pretty ass. He was slim, blond and smooth. His ass was totally hairless and gorgeous. Even the straight Nick thought so “I want it to be you twooooo” Tex read out loud to Nick he used a voice that conveyed youth, petulance, entitlement and a certainty that the world was created just to please and satisfy him. The voice of a boy who just could not understand why these two older men were not jumping at the chance to be his first You know, the voice of every 18 year old twink who thinks he invented twinkdom and that he was the most desirable thing on earth, in all his pretty, smooth perfection. We have all heard it before. It’s part of what makes a fresh twink annoyingly adorable Tex was a professional voice actor and the voice he used was perfect “We have told you we only play bare and that we were just tested” Tex sent back “We passed with flying colors” That was true. They had handed each other a paper with the word “TEST” in big letters at the top and just one question “Do you want to infect neg men with your HIV?” They both wrote “Yes!” in answer and handed the paper back They had graded each other’s test and wrote “You pass with flying colors! Well done!” at the top They did this once a week just for fun. They were always "Recently tested" They would not lie if they were asked a direct question but the topic always seemed to have a [banned word] about it, People never came out and asked “Are you sure you are neg?”, It was easy to dance around the indirect questions they did ask with absolutely truthful answers. “Are you sure there is no risk if we play bare?” came the reply and Tex smiled reading it to Nick in the twink voice but with that “I really want you, so maybe” tone in it “All sex, even safer sex, has risks. My husband and I only bottom for each other though” he sent back. All perfectly true “Would you pull out if I asked you to?” came the reply “Not once we are in you and if you asked before that we would simply ask you to leave” he sent back “I want my first time to be special” the twink sent “We will make it a fuck you will never be able to forget” Tex replied “Will you be gentle with me?” came back and Tex gave Nick a big evil grin as he read it “At first, I promise, You may like it a bit rougher once we get going. Most boys do” Tex replied “I fly in late tonight, Are you two available tomorrow?” MFT2006 asked “We have the entire day free, We will make your first time a fuck that will change your life” Tex sent back and sent him the address of the hook up apartment below “Be here about noon and we breeding you. Trust me. You will never forget the fuck we give you tomorrow” was the final text The next morning they spent some time preparing the hookup apartment and made a trip to several stores. They actually wanted to make this wonderful experience for their intended victim. The bad news would come later for him MFT2006 was at least prompt arriving almost exactly at noon. They greeted him in loose fitting robes with nothing underneath The lights in the apartment were low and sexy, sophisticated jazz music played, setting the mood They took the twink to the bedroom which was lit by candles and scented by incense that smelled subtly of musk and leather Together Tex and Nick stripped the boy as Tex made out with him. Nick could not bring himself to kiss any man but Tex. It just wasn’t in him. He still identified as straight If you looked up twink in the dictionary this boy’s picture would probably be there. He was slim and slight from shoulder to hip. His ass was rounded and looked like it was made to take cock. He was blonde with dark brown eyes and smooth except for a thin bush above his smallish cock. Being onl 5 foot 6 completed the picture perfectly. They did check his ID ti make sure he was really 18. You can't be to careful. TeX caressed that slim body with expert hands while Nick fed them all chocolate covered strawberries and poured sparkling cider into Champaign glasses for them. Tex put some cinnamon scented oil on his hands that had just a little heat of it’s own and rubbed the boy down, pushing him onto the bed for full body massage that ended at his ass Tek rubbed those cheeks and gently eased a finger into that virgin, neg hole, coaxing it to open for him as Nick let the boy suck him and lick his balls Nick took the twinks virginity, easing in bare, letting the blond boy get used to his secretly toxic invader before starting to slide back out then pushing in more firmly. His cock found that spot inside the virgin neg hole and he changed his angle to grind along it with every stroke The twink, who had been mostly silent till then moaned and spread his legs wider “Ohhh Daddy, that feels so good! I knew you two were the right choice! I just had to have you for my first!” Tex and Nick shared an amused look. Tex had gotten the voice and inflections almost exactly right. This boy just had a slightly more nasal quality to his voice Nick picked up the pace and was soon panting and sweating as he slammed repeatedly into the slight from beneath him “You want my cum? You want to be my little bareback slut?” Nick asked “Yes Daddy! Cun up in me! I want you to breed me! Make me your little whore!” he groaned, trying to sound dirty “My seed id my Gift to you, pretty boy! See how good it feels to have a man in you bare? Take my cum! NOW!” Nick said and pushed in as deep as he could, filling the defenseless neg hole with cum and virus, sealing his fate with his poz gift 4 “Don’t cum yet, you are not done boy” Nick said, pulling out and standing Tex asked “You want it gentle or do you think you can handle it rough now?” “Just fuck me hard Daddy! I need more cum in me!” the newborn cock slut begged pushing his ass up in the air Tex knelt behind him and rammed in balls deep. There is a big difference between seven and eleven inched and the twink found that out very quickly. He tried push up with his hands and arched his back but the much larger Tex simply put a hand between his shoulders and shoved him back down, beginning a relentless pounding “You wanted it rough you little slut” Tex growled, still holding the writhing boy down as he slid almost all the way out and then hilted in him again. Soon the little cock slut was begging for more, grinding his ass back to meet each thrust. Tex made quick work of it and soon added a second secretly toxic load to the twink who had tried so long to get them to play safe “Unnghhhh yesssss” the blond twink called out as he felt Tex’s massive cock spewing cum inside him. He shot off, blasting his cum onto the sheets below him. Tex pulled out and made him lick up his own cum then clean both he and Nick with his mouth They helped the slightly dazed tw1ink dress, called him an Uber to take him back to his hotel. Tex kissed him at the door and gently pushed him through, shutting it tightly He turned to meet Nick who flattened him against the now closed door before the twink had gone 10 feet, passionately kissing hi husband. They mad out all the way back into the bedroom then fell onto the bed and had brutal, animalistic sex till they both were ready to drop They never answered another message from MFT2006 but they watched his profile. He quickly dropped his “safe sex only” stance and about 6 months after their encounter his HIV status changed to POZ When they saw that they had another round of the raw, primitive sex of two predators in heat. They had their first confirmed pozzing. The list of other profiles they were watching for status changes kept growing as they continued their stealthing spree with a vengeance **************************************************************************************** Further stealthing stories to come! Let me know what you think! Scanbu

I rode back to Daddy's place with Rick. He told me a bit about his past. That he came out in the last two years. His family was supportive and he still had a good relationship with them. He loved sex but generally played safe. He saw the posting and thought he would just check it out. He expected to get a bj or fuck some guy but never expected to take loads himself especially bare from strangers let alone POZ. You could tell he was processing what just happened to him. He seemed both his mind spinning and yet it sinking in but not freaking out. He said he was vers and normally did bj or topped in going to public places or event bathhouses but this was only his 4th out in these places. I asked him was he ok taking POZ loads. He said he wasn't sure but he was curious. He had read BZ and been on bareback hook up sites. We arrived at Daddy Will's place and went in. He was already there naked in the living room. Rick walked in a little nervous. I led the way and started taking off my clothes as i walked towards Daddy. Daddy told Rick to also strip naked and he did. He motioned him to come over to him. Rick walked over to Daddy and dropped to his knees and started sucking his semi hard cock. "Good i like my boys to not have to be told to do what they should naturally which is take cock all the time", Daddy said. Daddy and i started to make out. I love the way Daddy kisses me. Rick kept sucking his cock and balls. Daddy was now rock hard, grabbed his hand and took him into the bedroom. Rick got on the bed on all fours and waited for Daddy to mount him. Daddy got up on the bed and put his cock at Ricks hole. Daddy just teased his hole rubbing his precum around, stroking his back and poking is slighty in. Rick started to get impatient and pushed back on him, wanting to have Daddy's cock in him. "Hmmmm somebody wants a cock in him huh. Tell me what you want." DAddy said "I want your fat hung cock in me please. It felt soo good in me." Rick said pushing back on Daddy "Yeah you want me to fuck you like a whore dont you. Use your hole. And....?" Daddy said "I want your load in me. Charge me Daddy. I didnt know i wanted a poz load but now i do. Thats why i went tonight. To get fucked and bred", Rick moaned With that Daddy pushed into Rick. "Ohhhhhhhhhhhhh Daddy", Rick moaned as he pushed back onto Daddys long stick "Yeah there you go. Daddy has what you need, dont i ", Daddy said "Yes please fuck me please", Rick begged DAddy then started to plow him and fuck him good. I stripped and joined them on the bed going under Daddy and licking his balls while he fucked Rick and then sucked Ricks cock, played with his nips and made out with him. Daddy pounded him pushing him flat on his stomach and sat on his ass sinking all of his long cock in him. "Ohhhhhhh fuck, i feel you in my stomach", Rick moaned in pain "Yeah this is what you want right bitch, you knew this is what you get the moment you showed up tonight right?", daddy said fucking him deep "Uggg yes i think so", Rick moaned Daddy stopped and pulled out just till his tip was left in his ass. "What did you say? You sure?" Daddy said "I dont know. I know i wanted action i just didnt know i wanted this to be fucked and used like a whore and impregnated with all this poz cum" Rick said trying to push back on Daddys cock. Daddy held him off from lifting his waist to meet his meat. "You mean you dont want my cock and my dirty seed in you?", Daddy said "No i do please i need your cock, i want you to fuck me and give me your poz seed please fuck me", Rick yelled back incoherently Daddy then rammed back in him, Rick raised his ass meeting Daddys every thrust, his head down and started to moan like a cheap whore. Watching all of this got me hard and went underneath Rick and started to suck his cock. He tried to suck mine as we were 69 but my cock was in my cage. I leaned in and licked Daddys cock while it was going in and out of Rick. Daddy would treat me and stick in my mouth deep throating me. Rick got mad as he wanted Daddys cock in me and would push back searching for DAddys cock. This went on for a while when DAddy finally turned Rick over and put his legs on his shoulders and rammed into Rick. "Ahhhh fuck", Rick moaned in both pleasure and pain. I knew what he was feeling. You can have been fucking all night but when Daddy rams into you, you feel it and it still hurts especially when he hits your second hole. I could see Rick in the daze just enjoying being taken by Daddy, along with his loud moans. "Daddy fuck me please make me pregnant with your seed please!!!!", he yelled "You want my charged seed dont you bitch.", Daddy responded "Yes please fuck me make me yours, give me your hot dirty cum PLEASE!!!!!", he moaned loudly With that Daddy started to speed up and could see his body languge...."Ohhhh here is cums boy", Daddy moaned "Ohhhh yes Daddy i feeel your poz cream in me", he moaned, as he said that Rick started to shoot cum all over. I put my mouth over him and sucked and ate his cum. Daddy continued pounding him for the next few minutes making sure his seed got deep. After he pulled out and i rushed over to lick him clean. AFter i started to eat out Rick. Rick started to moan again and pushed back against my face. Daddy walked over with the key and reached over and unlocked me. "Fuck him now and give him our pozz charge", Daddy said My cock sprung hard and was already wet with precum. I put his legs up and rammed into him. While i am not as big as Daddy i am still a good size and fucked him. He moaned like a slut and begged me for my seed. "Looks like we got ourselves a cum whore" Daddy said laughingly I kept pounding into him, his ass squeezed my cock. As a normal bottom i felt what tops liked. I kept ramming into him but wasnt going to last long as i hadnt cum in a while. Daddy came behind me and stuck 2 fingers in me as i was fucking Rick. Thats all i needed. " Ohhhh here you go faggot", i yelled and came deep in his ass. I felt 7-8 spurts into him. I kept pumping into him as Daddy massaged my prostate, it was an intense orgasm. Daddy pulled out his fingers and gave it to me to clean, liked them up. We all collapsed and cuddled next to Daddy and made out together. I looked over at the clock it was 5am. What a night.

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Deep & sloppy

I think at that age you already knew what you needed. You should be proud you started servicing men early in life. It’s easier for everyone.

He passed the point when he started to slam and lost all his muscles and self respect, just eager for my cock. Something so hot to be able to tell him what I did to him and see his fucked up brain not caring only needing to feed the hunger!

I love sounding. It can sometimes make me cum. However, the most intense is if you sound with another guy. I did once months ago with a sexy guy and it was incredibly intense

Tops - when you’re pumping your load in your buddies ass do you keep your cock rammed in balls deep until you finish seeding him or do you carry on thrusting so you plaster the entire length of his chute?

My step-dad broke me in when I was 12. He basically had the birds and bees talk with me, and lied to me about finding out whether I was gay or straight by seeing if I would get aroused from me stroking his cock and sliding his cock in my ass. He would use butter for lube, fingering my hole and stretching it before he would slide his 9 inch cucumber thick cock slowly in me. I am thankful that he was very patient and gentle in the beginning because once I got used to it, he would skin smack pound the the hell out of me before busting. He would make me cum by stroking my cock while boning me, and it made me crave his bone since I was getting pleasure out of it as well. He boned me for about 10 years. After he passed away, I ended up becoming a total top because I couldn't find a top who would be able to bone me, stroke me at the same time, and make me explode all over my stomach and chest like him. Has anyone had any similar experiences with family member for a long period of time?

“Oh GOD I’ve missed this cock daddy!!” I wailed as my top relentlessly hammered into my ass. Flat on my back he held my ankles and spread my legs wide, I groaned and held onto his ass with one hand and stroked his chest with the other. I played with with nipple and traced my fingers down his powerful body, coming to rest on the biohazard tattoo on his hip. He smirked and spit into my open mouth. I swallowed greedily. “Yea that’s right baby, take that big poz cock, you like that? Better than your boyfriend’s?” My own big dick got painfully hard at this, but nobody moved to touch it. My dick didn’t matter tonight. I wondered briefly if it ever would again. “Fuck yes daddy poz my ass!! It was the first time I had said this. It was a long time coming. We had met years earlier on Grindr. He was poz, I was on PrEP, we fucked a bunch and it was always amazing. I was twinkier then. Slender and toned with a thick 8.5” dick and a tight ass both of which got me lots and lots of attention. I was immediately attracted to him, 10 years older than me and my height but had about 50 pounds on me. He had thick muscled arms and legs, a big chest, and a bit of a gut. A man who liked to workout and eat. My kind of man. Of course what really got my attention was his 9” dick - long and straight and perfectly thick. I was taking a lot of dick back then so I could take him no problem, for me, that was boyfriend dick. We used condoms at first, his choice. Then one night he asked me if I prefer it bare. Without thinking I said yes. He slid into me raw and we never looked back. He fucked me regularly for 3 months. I was vers but he never showed an interest in bottoming and I never wanted to top him. I loved his dick too much. Then the unthinkable happened, unthinkable to me anyway. I met a boy. We fell in love. And within a few weeks I went from being sluttiest guy any of my friends knew to being a one man man. My boyfriend is adorable. A tight bodied little blond twink with perfectly proportioned muscles and an entirely adequate dick. Not that he used it much. He was a total bottom. And we were happy for a long while! But 5 years on and my gaze was starting to wander. I hadn’t been fucked since the last time poz daddy dropped a load up me, and I was getting the itch. At 29 my body had changed a bit. More of a twunk now, I spend a lot of time at the gym. Firm pecs, a flat stomach, round tight ass, powerful legs and arms. I have a little chest hair and light dusting around my hole. My boyfriend worked in finance and was getting pretty senior. He came home one night and said that he’s been asked to set up a new satelite office. In Singapore. He would be gone four months. I wish I could say I didn’t immediately start thinking about getting fucked but. I did. Life continued on as normal for the next few weeks as he got ready to go. Tearful goodbyes and plans made for visiting and FaceTiming, and he was off. I would miss him, of course, but I couldn’t wait to get back to my old ways. Were we in an open relationship? Not exactly. We left it vague as to what we were allowed to do. Something of a don’t ask don’t tell policy which is definitely a recipe for disaster but…. I did not care. I was too horny. By the time he was in the air, the apps were on my phone and I had douched for the first time in five years. I had the first halfway decent looking guy with a halfway decent dick at my apartment within 30 minutes of logging in and was screaming as I came all over my abs with his cock pumping his own orgasm into the condom deep in my ass 10 minutes after that. I was happy. I wanted more. I felt guilty. I wanted more. Complex feelings made the sex better. The next day was another. And another after that. The guilt lessened. The following weekend I was at the gym in my normal getup. Jock under some booty shorts and a little tank top. I had take to going to the gym cleaned out just in case. I was stretching after my last set in a corner when I felt a hand on the small of my back and a deep voice at my ear… ”You look good, bitch.” My dick swelled. I turned. It was poz daddy. I hadn’t seen him since our last fuck, not even around the neighborhood. “Holy shit!” I beamed at him. My cock became rock hard and very visible in my tiny shorts. He looked much the same. Bigger than I remember. He had put on some more muscle but his gut had grown a bit too. I didn’t mind one fucking bit. “Been living in SF for a while. Just moved back. You still got my number?” ”Ah no sir…. I don’t” ”Doesn’t matter. You free tonight? I need back in that pussy of yours” ”I’m free now” ”Damn right you are. Let’s go shower” We walked to the locker room. My locker was across the aisle from his. I stripped deliberately. Slowly. Angled so he had full view of my ass as I slipped my shorts down over the hard muscle. My cock was hard the entire time. I grabbed a towel to hide it on my way to the shower but he appeared at my shoulder. ”no. Walk to the shower naked. Show yourself off. Show all these boys what a prime piece of jock pussy you are.” So with a chubby dick I sauntered to the shower. My daddy right behind me. I chose a stall in the back. He glanced over his shoulder at some twink and winked as he opened the door and followed me in. It’s a gay gym, so this type of thing is not uncommon but to do it so blatantly after parading me through the room and in the middle of the day…. I was horned up beyond belief. I went to kiss him but he stopped me. “Not yet slut. soap up. I wanna watch you” So I did. Putting on a bit of a show. My dick fully hard, as was his. My mouth aching to suck him. My hole twitching, remembering how good he felt inside me. “Good boy. Rinse off and meet outside.” He left. I waited. Turning the water to freezing to get my dick to go down. I got dressed. Little denim shorts and tank. I could feel the eyes on me. Outside he grabbed my hand and we silently walked the few blocks to his place like we were boyfriends. The tension was so thick you could cut it with a knife. His apartment was on the top floor of a townhouse. Studio. Messy. Dark. None of which mattered. Once inside he turned to me like a cat who had just caught a bird. His big hands grabbed my ass and pulled me close. His belly pressing to my flat, hard stomach. “Been a long time boy. Whatchu been up to?” His lips grazed my ear as he almost whispered to me. Shivers went down my spine. “ahhh. Boyfriend” I managed ”still with him?” ”yes. Out of town” ”mmmmm naughty boy. Daddy likes that. Still on PrEP?” ”no sir” ”and yet you’re here with me?” “Yes sir” I gasped, as his hand squeezed tighter ”so me how much you missed me, baby” And with that I had my clothes off in an instant and dropped to my knees. I nuzzled his crotch, receiving an appreciative groan from daddy. I undid his pants and fished his magnificent fully hard perfect cock out and engulfed it in my eager mouth. I was out of practice and I choked and sputtered but he seemed to like that even more as his hands found my head and started to take control. After a few minutes I pulled off to catch my breath and grazed up at him lustily as I tongue bathed his shaft and balls. I wanted more. I wanted all of him. My hands reached up to his waistband and pulled his pants further down so I could have better access. My tongue snaked all around his big, heavy balls down to his taint. I swiveled my body around, hands reaching to his ass and pulled apart his cheeks. He let out a surprised groan as my traced a circle around his hole eventually plunging in as deep as I could. I ate his ass hungrily, something I never did with my tops. But I wanted everything his body had to offer. I wanted to please him. And suddenly he pulled me up, looked into my eyes, and tossed me on the bed like a ragdoll. I wanted to kiss him. I tried. But he kept far enough away, smirking all the while. He stripped his shirt off and I saw for the first time in 5 years his massive chest and big belly with that familiar biohazard tat above his hip. His pants still bunched at his feet he moved the one step to meet me on the bed. My legs parted. My cock bounced, my hole winked in anticipation. Climbing between my legs his cock dropped and hovered right outside my hole. ”You want it?” ”Pleeeaaase I whined” He started to push into me. I gasped. ”Tighter than you used to be, bitch!” ”Been topping” ”Big top man turns into a greedy little bottom fag as soon as he sees his daddy, eh?” I nodded. “That’s hot, baby boy.” Feeling the resistance he grabbed some lube and poppers from the nightstand “Here. You get this today only.” I was grateful. He squirted lube into my hand “Put it on me” I did feeling his massive length and getting even more turned on. I fed his cock back into me and groaned as he rested there just the head inside as he uncapped the poppers and fed them to me. My head swimming from the chemicals, hole relaxing he pressed on. With agonizing and tantalizing slowness he bottomed out in me, his pubes pressed against me and I cried out in a mixture of pain and bliss as my re-Virginized hole was stretched. He grinded around deep inside me as I panted and grasped at his back. “Ready boy?” ”Fuck yes sir!!” ”Gonna let me cum in you?” I hesitated, “I’m not on-“ ”Pretty sure I’m undetectable. So you’re good.” I relaxed And so he began Slowly at first. Making me feel each and every inch as he slowly withdrew his dick to the tip and plunged it equally slowly back in. He had me to riled up before long I was pulling him back into me harder and faster, desperate for more of his perfect dick. It hurt, but I didn’t care . I was a man possessed. And so was he. After a few minutes he pulled all the way out of me and stood back to admire my sweaty body with my newly gaping pussy. Not wanting to be without him inside me for too long I jumped up and was back on my knees in front of him, sinking my mouth down his dick, so horny and popped up now I felt his cock slip into my throat and he groaned loudly as my forehead came to rest on his belly and my nose in his pubes. He fucked my throat a bit before he threw me back on the bed, spread my legs wide and plunged back into me. I cried out in pain and pleasure as he pummeled me so deeply. ”Yeah baby take that big poz cock, you like that? Better than your boyfriend’s?” ”Fuck yeah daddy poz my ass!” I had no idea where it came from but he loved that, and before long he was cumming deep inside of me as I grabbed onto his ass holding him deep inside as he and I quivered together. My muscles flexing. My dick harder than it’s been in years leaked all over my tight abs. Only then did he kiss me. Only then, did I cum.

Hosting in a motel in moe close to highway exit ramp my wife found out I joined bbrts so my last ditch attemp at having a fantasy come true come slide your cock in my man pussy while she is at work. Sat Nov 5th. I need to be reminded why cock is better than pussy

Prostitution serves the need on both sides. Personal choice and interests. Mostly due to financial issue. Living alone for the first time with limited fund and other issues, leads many youngsters to prostitution. Quick money, if the person enjoy the work and good at it then it makes sense for individual. escorts also have choices with their customers and agreements on their services. I met a guy in his mid fifty with good look and superb in bed during COVID. We regularly met on the weekend and near the end of the pandemic, he suggested 3some, I said ok. He searched and searched mostly on chat rooms, an application sites but couldn’t find the particular type, “18-23, smooth, baby’s face, versatile and willing for just anything. out of the blue, I received pictures from him, showing a youngster exactly what he wanted, young adorable college boy, naturally smooth, bubble butt and completely versatile. I was super excited and looking forward for my first 3some. my older friend had a fantasy of doing two youngsters with similar sizes, age, look and body type. He placed a cute college boy on his back with legs over his head. Placed me on top of the boy, chest to chest, and cocks are rubbing. My legs wrapped tightly against his with my arms holding on the shoulders. In this position, two ass holes were less than a few inches apart. Rubbing our cocks, balls and chests against each other with deep kissing. For an older top, his fantasy came true, he alternated fucking one hole to the other. After heavy pounding, he stopped to eating & sucking our holes and inspected it to admire his handiwork. He repeated and repeated for an hour. Finally, he decided to unload his love juice on a new hole. Once he stopped shaking and paused for a minute, pulled out. The guy under me pushed me off him and swallowed the cock and took all the remaining juices. The top was covered with sweat. Bald headed, thick hairy chest, thick legs, big low hanging balls and cock gave us a big big smile, magnificent top. The scene, smell and connection were beyond amazing. The young college guy was enjoying himself and we had a wonderful time. Once it all done and time for him to leave, the top handed him an envelope with an extra hundred bill on top…. It hit me, the boy was a sex worker. Wonderful surprised. I stayed for the night and next morning I was rewarded with a load and cleaned his cock for the first time. we communicated with college guy and repeated several times. He graduated and stopped the business. Extra fund made life a lot easier and he was able to focus on studying….. it works for him…..

CDC recommends that people get MMR vaccine to protect against measles, mumps, and rubella. Children should get two doses of MMR vaccine, starting with the first dose at 12 to 15 months of age, and the second dose at 4 through 6 years of age. Teens and adults should also be up to date on their MMR vaccination. Two MMR vaccines are available for use in the United States, M-M-R II and PRIORIX. M-M-R II and PRIORIX are fully interchangeable for all indications for which MMR vaccination is recommended. Children may also get MMRV vaccine, which protects against measles, mumps, rubella, and varicella (chickenpox). This vaccine is only licensed for use in children who are 12 months through 12 years of age. I'm not trying to beat up on you here. You're getting at least misinformation and likely disinformation. Your sources are either innocently wrong/stupid or intentionally lying to you. You need better sources.

Balls deep.

X-lube is soooo much better than j-lube. Far easier to mix, and cleans up a hell of a lot easier. I find using some Slam Dunk fisting grease on my hole as well makes everything slide in.

Part 2 few weeks earlier I met JIM in Chicago. He is a true Adonis fuck machine. I’ve decided it was time in my life to learn to get over my inhibitions of the past 20 years, start taking Prep and, learn to embrace a man’s cock breeding my ass raw. JIM starts a journey with me; taking me to new levels of sexual lust that I’d not unleashed before. After flooding my ass, JIM wants to know if I’d be up for him to bring another guy along for our next adventure. This is the story of my next step into becoming a cum dump daddy. The past week, JIM had been texting me ideas for types of guys to join us. JIM is a blond, fit muscular, stud. I tell, him I actually really have a thing for hairy beefy guys and he says he knows just the stud. He gives me advice on how to best be ready for taking more than one guy over the course of an evening. He instructs me to get a butt plug to work my ass up as the guy he is bringing is a true stud. I spend the afternoon ahead of time getting cleaned up, play with my ass for a while, then run a couple errands. While it’s a first, all afternoon I’ve got the butt plug in my ass. Its getting me more worked up by the minute. I return home, remove the plug, ready to have my next adventure. At around 6:30, the doorbell rings and it is JIM with his buddy Max. Max, is one hot stud. He stands at 5’ 8”, weighs in at around 190 lbs. of solid muscle. He is a sexy Latino, has a full short cropped beard and a hairy chest spilling from the collar. He’s wearing tight jeans that display his tight firm ass and he has a bulge in his jeans that promises to deliver. My ass is quivering just at the thought of what may come. Paired with JIM, the 6 ft, blond Nordic stud, this is looking to be one fun evening. No sooner than the door closes, Max pulls his shirt off and pulls my face to his chest, demanding I service his already hard nipples. I feel his hard cock through his jeans, and immediately begin to devour his chest and nipples. Max starts groaning, shoves my head tighter to his chest and orders me to give his tits my full undivided attention. I love biting and causing heightened sensation with nipple pain and can see his cock now straining under the confines of the jeans. JIM joins us and the three of us are soon locked in a three way deep throat face and tongue lock. Immediately we move to the bedroom and Max, slowly finishes removing his clothes. JIM joins in and I’m standing there with my mouth wide open as Max unveils one enourmous cock. JIM is just as rigid and dripping cum from his slit. Standing there Max is 5’8 of solid beefy muscle with a dense hairy chest that trails down his stomach. The hair encases a cock and balls that are a dream come true. His cock is easily 9” long, and has as much girth as any I’ve seen. He clearly hangs out in the sun as has tan lines from his speedo giving a white patch contrasted with his tanned Latino skin. His hairy legs are firm, tight and huge; clearly a man who knows the gym. His ball sack is the size of a grapefruit and he is already leaking cum. JIM by contrast is a tall Nordic blond lean athletic guy. He has a dick that commands your attention and knows exactly how to use and direct its punishment. Together this duo demands your obedience. Immediately, I drop to my knees and start servicing these men. Max continues getting harder and soon his cock is sticking straight out; with the perfect curve for deep throating. JIM joins leans in and the two of them begin kissing and making out. The sexual electricity in the air is palatable. I alternate between their ample and hard cocks as I devour their rigid poles. I savor each inch as they both are producing copious amounts of pre-cum that is just the right sweetness. We are soon on the bed, exploring each others bodies with a desperate passion. We spend the next 10 minutes exploring each others cocks and bodies, driving our passions to a new frenzy. JIM, than tells Max to sit up in the bed. He positions me with my mouth over Max’s cock so I can deep throat his dick. I struggle for sure, but am soon rewarded as Max begins fucking my face. That curve in his cock is perfect as it glides deep into my throat and he pounds my face. JIM is guiding me to be on all fours. As I’m sucking Max, JIM takes his cock and impales my ass. His cock is stone hard and he begins fucking me in and out. He then takes his throbbing cock and starts stirring my hole with a right and left in and out grinding. His enormous cock fits perfectly in my ass and he owns it. He is soon fucking me with abandon. All the while I have Max’s cock down my throat in and out of my mouth. Together they are soon driving me crazy with desire and next thing I know it abruptly stops. Max and JIM then change positions and I find Max’s batton enter my ass. He is huge and thanks to JIM have been expertly stretched so I can take Max’s cock in my tight hole. Max takes his time, using JIM’s copious precum as lube, as he urgently enters me. I feel him bottom out and he slowly starts picking up the pace. Soon he is slamming his cock into my ass making my own cock start oozing precum from the anal stimulation alone. In the meantime, JIM is now shoving his cock into my willing mouth and between my ass juice and his precum I’m slurping his cock clean. Suddenly, JIM gets up and Max quickly stops drilling my ass. I’m begging for cock in my fuck hole and almost immediately, feel JIM back in my ass pounding me. His enormous cock owns me as he fucks me for all I’m worth. Just as I’m sure it can’t get any better JIM then has Max lay down on the edge of the bed. Karsten has me stride get on top of Max and then sit on Max’s cock as it quickly slides in my ass. I love riding a hard dick and begin doing just that. I’m in absolute sexual bliss being used by these two studs. JIM then has me spread my legs further apart. With Max still in me, JIM then adds his hard cock to the mix. Never before had I thought this possible, but I’ve now got two guys, double penetrating me raw. I’m yelling for more and having these two guys in my ass breeding me turns me into crazed fuck hole wanting to be seeded. They are both fucking me with all they’ve got and I’m fucking high from this amazing sensation. All of a sudden, Max gets harder still and I feel him tense up as he spews his cum load into my ass. He pulls out, leaving my ass feeling abandoned. JIM, not yet ready to cum pulls us apart, demands Max lay back on the bed with me cleaning his cock in my mouth. JIM remounts me and continues breeding me. I again adjust to his perfect cock. My ass is now on fire with lust. My hole is contracting around the cock in me as Karsten is plowing me deeper than I could imagine. Cum is frothing and dripping from my hole. I’m thrashing with excitement as JIM drills me like this for 5 minutes. I hear him start grunting and straining and he yells he is going to breed my fucking ass as he cums. JIM continues destroying and owning my ass, as his load joins Max’s. He keeps going full force just as I find my own cock erupting without touching myself. I collapse onto the bed and feel cum starting to leak from my ass as JIM withdraws his hard rod. JIM quickly collects the spoils, feeds it to me and then grabs the butt plug and reinserts it into my gaping hole. He is stopping anything more from being wasted and for my ass to know it was bred well. By this time, Max is again hard in my mouth. I’m catching my breath and riding my orgasm. JIM, still stoked, demands Max shove his cock up his ass not wanting to let that huge cock go to waste for a second. Max begins pounding JIM and I hear the distinct sound of Max’s balls slamming JIM’s. Max is pounding JIM's ass so I take the opportunity to start sucking JIM’s still hard dick as Max pounds him further. The two of them are fucking with such lust it causes Max to cum again quickly in JIM’s ass. I pull off JIM and immediately use my mouth to clean Max’s cock. I’m so turned on by this I then eat Karsten’s hole, savoring the fresh breeding Max just delivered. While JIM hasn’t yet come again he’s begging for another round at my hole. I tell him we need a break, but promise him he can have my ass again later. We all collapse on the bed and chill for a while, just savoring the bliss. Max announces he needs to go, so he jumps in the shower where JIM joins him. They play a bit in the water but I interrupt for a quick hug and rinse as the three of us melt with the water. We dry off and hug Max goodbye. I still have the butt plug in my ass, holding back JIM's and Max’s seed in my ass. I promised JIM dinner and there is this great Italian place down the street. We walk down the block and order dinner in an intimate booth, him knowing I’m squirming from my ass being used and full of cum. He’s taking his time, letting me know he is in charge of my ass and that he’ll provide relief later when he is ready. A couple drinks and dinner later, we walk back down the street. By this time even with the plug in, I feel cum start dripping down my leg. I can’t wait to get back and resume. JIM reaches into my pants and taps the butt plug making sure I know he is in command. We get back and immediately strip down and get in bed. Laying on our sides, he spoons me and I soon find his cock back in my ass. He’s churring the cum still in my ass. He is using his in, out, side to side movement. My ass is in heaven. For the next half hour JIM alternates between slow and sweet and forceful fucking with the energy of a trojan gladiator. He gets me back on all fours and standing at the side of the bed, pounds me until I grab my cock and cum again. He continues fucking me as my hole spasms around his cock. He explodes and once again fills my hole with his cum. He lays there with his hard cock in my ass, both of us riding the wave. Slowly he pulls out of me and I feel a void as the cock that owns me retreats. JIM knows he owns my ass and is already telling my next time will be epic. He has two more guys he knows that are going to fucking love breeding my hole.

As deep as I can go. I want my cum to stay in him for as long as possible.

Sex work is work, no matter gender identity or sexuality. Though I have never employed a sex worker, I support their right for safe and legal work.

you've got 3 possible outcomes here: 1. never try it and spend the rest of your life wondering what's it's like to have a guys hard dick in yo mouth 2. try it. realize it's not for you. move on w your life. 3. try it. realize it's your new favorite thing. trust me, there will never be a shortage of guys wanting their dick sucked for free 😜

The power of the phallus compels you to kneel and worship. The man will take your throat as an offering. Choke in sacrifice and swallow his blessing in gratitude.

Trump for jail 2024 . . . there, fixed it. Gladly that is not our choice. In November we will vote either for normalcy, democracy and competence or for that fucking fascist and corrupt moron known as Donald Trump.

1. A man’s pit odor will open my pussy more than any toy or fist can. 2. if a man says “good boy” 3. when a top wants me to clean him after he has finished. 4. If a man slaps my hand away from my nub while he is inside and using me is so hot. 5. Eye contact these are just a few.

Hey guys... I wasn't thinking about continuing this story, but here it is... @backpackguy, consider it a prequel and sequel to this story and others I've written. 😉 Doc Murphy’s Therapy 5 – I Remember Everything I did remember everything! Oh, fuck did I remember! Releasing the last of the cloud into Mike, I turned to Doc... “Doc... What the fuck?!” I had just realized the last nine months of my life had been erased from my mind. How did I not know this?! ‘What day was it? ... I came here Friday after class... it has to be Sunday by now.’ I thought, trying to get myself together. He sat there smiling, watching my reaction. I turned to Mike sitting back on his haunches... his pecs pushed out from the cloud deep in his lungs. At this point, I didn’t know what was real anymore. Doc just sat there... “Go on...” he said, pointing to the mirror. I stood up, wondering what he was talking about and the haze started to lift. I saw a totally new me... “Fuck!!” “That’s it boy, look at what you’ve become...” Doc groaned, gripping his cock. My body was transformed before my eyes. I had put on at least 25 pounds of muscle mass. My right bicep bulged around the thick leather band cutting into it. And my pecs... fuck... at least 3 inches had developed. I could feel my harness pulling and lifting them up into a pair of slabs. I was so into the sight of me that I didn’t notice Mike walking up behind me and cupping my pecs in his hands... “So, what do you think, bro?” he asked, kissing my neck and teasing the thick barbells in my thickened tits. “Fuck yeh, bro... love it!” I moaned, placing my hands on his and squeezed. I felt intense pleasure from my tits and remembered... ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ It was late afternoon on my last day of classes for the week. Walking out across campus, my phone vibrated... it was a text from Doc with an address. “Be here in 30...” Smiling, I threw my stuff in the trunk and made my way to the other side of town. I had never been on this side, but I had heard about... It was a mixture of industrial buildings right next to the so-called gayborhood... Parking in a large lot behind one of the buildings, I knew somehow where to go and walked directly to the nondescript door. The sound of a bell rang as the door closed behind me and I made my way down the empty hallway. A black curtain was at the other end. I stepped up and held it in my hand, feeling the heaviness of it. Taking a deep breath, I walked in... "Bout time boy,” I heard Doc’s voice say. “Strip.” I quickly turned and saw Doc... geared up and kissing a heavily tatted muscled stud in a leather harness, tit rings glistening under the light. Breaking the kiss, the stud turned towards me, spread his legs and smiled. Black leather chaps covered his thighs, exposing a hard cock laddered with barbells on the underside of the shaft. “Damn... boy,” he growled, approaching me as I dropped the last of my clothes. “Whad I say, Rocky?” Doc chuckled, watching him exploring my body with his black latex glove covered hands. “Goddamn.... C’mon, boy.” Rocky murmured, taking hold of my tit and leading me to the barber’s chair. A large dildo slathered in lube stood up from the seat. I didn’t hesitate. Sitting down, I moaned, feeling it stretching me out and sliding deep into me. My cunt began to burn... Strapping me in the chair, Rocky pulled a rolling metal tray over and started cleaning my tits as Doc moved behind me and held me by my shoulders. I jumped a bit, feeling his strong hands on my skin... the meth was now flowing through my body. “Relax, boy...” Doc said, massaging my neck muscles. Feeling a tightness on my right tit, I looked down past my smooth pecs to the clamp securely on my tit. I took a deep breath, gritting my teeth the moment the large needle slipped through my tit and punched out a bit of my tender flesh. “Almost done, boy.” he reassured me, quickly replacing the needle with ¾ inch barbell and screwing the ball on. “Shit, yeh...” I sighed, the throbbing pain radiating out and across my pec, turning into pleasure. “That’s it, boy....” Doc, whispered in my ear... “One more time.” “Do it!” I begged. Seconds later, I felt the clamp on my left tit and experienced the pain turning into pleasure again. Growling, my head fell back into the chair, and I closed my eyes. Doc stayed there, behind me, massaging my neck and watching my reaction. Feeling Doc pull his hands away, I opened my eyes to see Rocky standing there stroking his hard cock with his gloved hands in front of me. Without a word, Doc unstrapped me and pulled me up off the chair, leaving me empty. All I could do was moan from the sensation of my hungry cunt and throbbing pecs as he took me into the adjacent room. Seeing the room, I started moaning... It was a leather sub’s dream. A St. Andrew’s cross was prominently featured against the far wall. To the left, a set of heavy chains held a well-used leather sling suspended midair. To the right, a fuckbench stood prominently in front of a wall of toys... dildos, whips, plugs. Carefully dropping me on the center of the floor, he grabbed a leather case and tossed it to me. I opened it and saw my gear. Without a word, I carefully slipped my harness over my shoulders and strapped it on. My jockstrap was next... I stood, slipped my feet in and pulled it up by the waist. I slipped my hand down into the pouch and adjusted, sighing at the feeling of the leather pouch around my junk. Grabbing my socks, I hesitated, feeling heaviness. I smiled, lifting to my lips to taste the piss and sucking... “Fuck, Doc...” I grinned, putting them on and grabbing my boots to lace them up. Now booted, I searched the bottom of the bag but couldn’t find the final piece. Desperate, I turned the bag over but still nothing. It was then Doc spoke... “This what you’re looking for, boy?” I looked up at him, holding my collar. He stepped forward and leaned in to wrap it around my neck. Moaning, I felt him tighten it securely and lock it... “There, it’s done... You’re mine.” “Fuck yeh, Doc... yours.” I answered. With a wicked grin, Doc pulled me up and secured me in the sling. Obediently, I layed back, my legs wide open to expose my cunt. Rocky stepped up and I felt his cock sliding up and down my hungry cuntlips. “Yeh, fuck me...” I begged, feeling the metal barbells scraping against my cuntlips. He didn’t take his time... He slammed into me, making sure I felt his laddered cock scraping the walls of my cunt with every stroke. After a while of his tortured fuck, his thrust started slowing and lengthening, Relieved to think it was almost over, I tightened my cunt around his shaft and he started shaking... “Fuck,” he grunted, depositing a load in me. “So, we good?” Doc laughed, releasing me from the sling. "Yup,” Rocky sighed, pulling his studded shaft from my cunt. “You heard the man, boy...” Doc smiled, handing me the leather bag with my street clothes in it. “Let’s go home.” +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ I kept staring at my own reflection in the mirror as Mike stepped back and Doc took his place behind me... “Happy, boy?” he chuckled, lightly running his hands over my thighs. I couldn’t believe what I was seeing. It was as if I had bulked up in the last couple of minutes. I could feel Doc’s cock pressing between my asscheeks. Reaching around me, he started running his rough hands over my pecs and rock-hard abs. Leaning in, he swiped a bead of sweat off my neck and held it to my mouth. “Fucking tasting the juice...” he growled, reminding me of the cycling I had done, and I remembered. I started sucking on his finger... “Goddamn juice.” I growled, flexing my tightly harnessed pecs and finally seeing the results of my daily workouts with Mike... +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ The alarm had gone off and woke me from a deep sleep. Wiping the sleep from my eyes, I reached behind me for Mike but felt the empty sheets. I turned over and saw the note on the pillow... ‘In the gym... get your sweet cunt over there when you read this.... workouts start today.’ Stretching, I sat up and looked around the room... our room... and smiled. I had moved into the guesthouse with Mike after that first weekend session at the house. Doc made me realize that I couldn’t go on ignoring the real me... Of course, my dad wasn’t happy and true to his word, he cut me off... Luckily, my first semester of classes was already paid for. Doc had worked out the details with the bursar's office for me to stay in school though he never told me how and I didn’t care... I was free. Pulling the cum-soaked sheet off me, I laughed... seeing my morning wood standing straight up even after our all-night fuck session. I reached down, feeling his cum still dripping from my cunt and tasted it... “Fuckin love it...” I wandered into the bathroom and stood at the toilet. Taking a deep breath, a slow trickle started flowing from my piss slit until the room was filled with the sound of piss hitting the bowl. I sighed as the pressure on my bladder was reduced and morning piss steadily flowed out. Instinctively, I put a couple of fingers under the stream and lifted them to my nose. I closed my eyes and slipped them into my mouth and tasted... “Shit, yeh... piss.” I shook the last drops off and went back into the bedroom and wandered over to the closet. Opening it, the smell of leather, sweat and cum filled my nostrils as I looked at our leather gear... Doc had made it so Mike didn’t even see the door unless he allowed it, but I was aware of it. I grabbed Mike’s jock and started smelling the empty pouch filled with the scent of his cock. “Yehhh. Fucker...” I moaned, licking the inside. I put it back on the shelf and looked down, seeing one pair of boots where there should have been two, and smiled. I grabbed my boots and took out the pair of yellow socks rolled up inside... still wet from the sweat and piss. Taking the socks in my hand, I couldn’t resist taking a bite and sucking on the ripeness before slipping them on my feet... “Mutherfuuuuck...” Next, I sat down. Placing the boots in front of me, I slipped my damp feet into them... “10-hole Rangers,” I kept moaning until I had completed the ladder and tied the yellow laces. I slipped out the front door and stood a moment, feeling the cool breeze over my shaved skin giving me goosebumps. I stood there in nothing but my boots rubbing my hands over my body to warm it up. I headed to the gym in the main house... “Let’s do it...” Near the gym door, I could hear Mike’s grunts and the sound of weights. I went in and stopped at the sight of a collared Mike in nothing but his 10-hole Rangers lifting a heavy set of weights... his junk freely hanging between his legs.I had to admit it... even after all the fucking we did, I was still impressed at his body and that’s why I was here. I stood there for a minute... just watching him before he noticed and smiled up at me. “Morning... fucker. You ready to start working that body?” “Yeh,” I growled, watching his cock as he kept on lifting weights. Seeing my cock rising, he placed the weights on the rack and added more before laying down on the bench... “Spot me...” I moved into position and stood with my junk just above Mike’s face. I steadied the bar as he did a quick press up and slowly counted down... my cock now at full mast. I was in awe of the power of his muscles... watching his pecs expanding and contracting with every rep. My eyes wandered down the length of his hard body until they landed on his swelling cock. Finally finished with a set of reps, he dropped the weights and exhaled... “Goddamn, you're leaking, Sam.” he laughed, opening his mouth to taste the clear drop falling on his tongue. “Fuck, bro... you know what that body of yours does to me.” “I know, bro...” he smiled, getting up and standing in front of me, putting his hands on my shoulders. “Yours does the same thing to me.” His hands started moving tenderly over my arms. Reaching up to his bulging biceps, I felt the solid muscles in his. Slowly, Mike moved my hands onto his pecs and contracted them. “Goddamn, bro...” I moaned, his hands taking me down over his firm ripped abs. “That’s what I want.” “That’s why we’re here...” he moaned, pulling me into his sweaty body in a passionate embrace and kissed me. “Yeh... please...” I begged, gripping his lats and returning the kiss. I could feel our hard cocks twitching between our abs. Mike broke the kiss and led me to the bench press and sat down. Placing his hands on my shoulders, he pulled me down to my knees between his thighs. I quickly bent to floor and started moving my tongue across the smooth leather toe of his boot until it glistened. Moving to the other, I repeated my actions and licked my way up the tightly laced shaft... From side to side, I worked my way up his calves and thighs, savoring the taste of his sweat. Quickly, I moved to the low-hanging sac and took a ball into my mouth. “Fuucck!” Mike groaned, feeling me take them both in. I started sucking... pulling them in and stretching his hairless sac. “Shit, Sam!” he moaned, pulling me off and slapping my lips with his cock. I knew what I needed to do... I slowly ran my tongue up the underside of the shaft until I reached the engorged head. My tongue slipped inside the ring. Wrapping my lips around his shaft, I pulled. Closing his eyes, he grabbed my head and slipped his cock down my throat. I could hear his moans as he fucked my mouth... He kept on thrusting into my hungry mouth. And with every yank, my tongue slid underneath his cock... driving him wild. I was in the rhythm... sucking and licking... wanting to make him feel good. “Keep it up, bro...” he moaned, pushing himself up into my hungry mouth. I could tell he was getting close. I gripped him tight with my lips and felt his cock stiffen and pulse... “Fucking gonna cum, bro!” he cried out, falling back on the bench and holding my head between his thighs. His cock exploded with a fountain of creamy white cum and I swallowed his heavy load. Sucking in the last drops and placing my hands on his thighs, I stood and traced the deep cut of his adonis belt with my tongue as I made my way up his hot body... “I think we should start on my workout now,” I smiled, looking down at him and released the remaining droplets of his cum into his open mouth. He groaned... “Yeah... let’s do it.” he smiled, reaching up to grab my tits and squeezing. That’s how we started what would be a daily ritual of workouts for the both of us. +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ Holding on to the straps of my harness, Doc pulled me in tighter. His cock was now insisting on being let into my cunt. I took a deep breath and followed my training. I bent over slightly and arched... “Fuck me...” In one hard thrust, he punched through my cuntlips and filled me... “Good boy...” he grunted, grabbing my hips and fucking me furiously. I stood there taking his cock, watching him in the mirror. His face staring back at me... “Look at that leathered muscled gear pig... that’s what you’ve become... isn’t it?” “Shit yeh, Doc!” I growled, feeling his cock pounding me. “Goddammit!” He kept the pace up and I could feel the roids flowing through me. I started flexing... “That’s it, boy... show us,” he grunted, slamming his cock into me... “Goddamn musclepig taking cock and loving it.” Mike grunted, taking another hit from the glowing pipe bowl. “Fuck…” I moaned from Doc’s cock slamming completely into me. I saw what I had become... a spun leathered up musclepig taking cock. At that moment, I had become a cunt as he pumped in and out... the room filled with the sound of his thighs slamming against my sweaty asscheeks... “Take it!” Doc roared, his shaft pulsing against the walls of my cunt unloading into me. I stood there watching Doc breathing heavily. Still inside me, he dropped his hands to my waist, pulled down my jock, gripped my smooth sweaty package in his rough hands and held it up for me to see. I tensed up for a second, seeing my limp cock hanging at least an inch longer and my smooth nuts filling Doc’s palm. “SHIT YEH!” I laughed, realixing that just like Mike, I wouldn’t ever need to shave again. Slipping out of me, Doc took a step back. I stood there admiring my body in the mirror... fuck I was huge. I could see the reflection of his dripping cock calling to me and I turned, dropping to my knees... “Fuckin A, Doc!” I groaned, scrambling to take it into my hungry mouth and taste the thick mucus mixed with his cum. “Do you remember why you’re here?” he asked... “Yeh, Doc... I do!” I garbled, feeding on the remnants of the fuck. Eagerly, I licked it clean, showing my devotion to his cock as he motioned to Mike. Mike quickly stepped up, flicking his tongue over Doc’s tit. Doc moaned thrusting his hips against my face as Mike took it into his mouth and started chewing on it, growling like a dog... “Aw fuck, boy... work on it.” I went to work on Doc’s cock, latching on to clean off the last of the remains as Doc flooded my mouth with piss. Quickly swallowing the hot piss, I felt Mike’s hand squeeze my shoulder and I pulled off, allowing him to drop and take the last spurts into his mouth. Doc growled, shaking the last drops on our faces. We heard the door unlock and I heard an unfamiliar voice boom... “Fucking pigs,” growled the man closing the door behind him. Shocked, I stopped at the sight of him. He looked like a slightly younger version of Doc. His left arm was surrounded by a leather armband and a leather Master’s harness framed his pecs... but they were white. His ringed tits stood out from thick growth of black hair sprinkled with slight hint of grey on his pecs trailing down past his abs and into the bulging white leather jockstrap with a solid red cross on the pouch. My eyes moved down his solid thighs to take in his huge calves filling a pair of white leather boots. I couldn’t help myself and I moaned at the sight of them... “Fuck yeh, 10-hole Rangers.” “Ah, Ian, it’s about time...come on in.” Doc smiled and turned to me... “Boy, say hello to my brother Ian. As you can see from his gear, he’s a medical doctor. Since you’re thinking about med school later on, I’ve arranged for you to intern with him." Knowing what Doc meant, I crawled to Doc Ian and kneeled at his booted feet. His blue eyes stared down at me... “Hello, Sir.” “Thanks Con, it’s been a day.” Doc Ian said, sitting down and grabbing a pipe from Doc’s hand. “Hi boy, Conor... uh Doc Murphy’s told me a lot about you.” Doc Ian lit the torch and rolled the pipe between his fingers, never taking his eyes off me. Inhaling deeply, he held it for a few seconds and slowly exhaled, the white cloud slowly flowing over his lips. You’re welcome, boy. Internship starts now...” It took me only a second to realize what he meant... Placing my lips on his boot, he blew a cloud over me, and I breathed it in, moaning at the thought of what it would involve. I started licking the white 10-hole Rangers as I had been trained to do... pausing only to take in the clouds he blew down on me. I kept on, until he lifted each foot, and without questioning, I started to worship the soles of his boots. “Good, boy...” he grunted approvingly, putting his booted foot back on the floor and held the pipe between his thighs... “Go on, boy.” Instantly, I raised myself and wrapped my lips around the still warm stem. I stayed there, waiting as Doc Ian took his time to finally torch the bowl. I slowly inhaled and felt it enter my mouth and fill my lungs. Taking my time exhaling, I held onto Doc’s thick thighs and started moaning... the meth renewing my hunger for cock. “Another, boy...” he ordered. Taking another hit, I felt the meth flowing through my new body. I couldn’t help myself... I mounted his size 12 boot and started humping his leg. “Fucking love this shit!” I groaned, feeling my cuntlips sliding over the white leather toe of his right boot. “Goddamn, boy!” Doc Ian laughed, removing his cod piece and hauling out his cock. Pulling me up, he grabbed my head and placed the tip against my lips... “You know what to do...” I took a breath... his cock invaded my mouth... slowly at first... until he reached the back of my throat. Holding it there, against my tonsils, he looked down to see what I would do. Once he felt me opening up, he nodded and pushed on, expanding my throat as his widening cock slid down. With his hands tightly gripping my head, he continued pushing into my throat until his entire cock had disappeared. I could feel his pubes tickling my lips as the musky scent of a long day filled my nostrils. “I’m going to teach you so much.” he growled, pulling out until only the head was resting on my tongue. Looking up, I started teasing the underside of the cockhead with my tongue, going for the precum oozing out of his piss slit. “Yeah, that’s it boy,” he said, firmly gripping my head in his hands. “But what I want is to feel that cunt wrapped around my cock.” Without another word, he lifted me up and led me to the sight of Doc pulling Mike by his harness and fucking him in the sling. I couldn’t help but stare at Mike hanging in the air, his pale skin contrasting against the blackness of the well-worn leather. I stood there watching Mike taking cock... Suddenly, I felt Doc Ian’s fingers flicking my tits. I moaned. Leaning back into him, I could feel his cock pushing up against my back. His hands traveled across my abs and grabbed hold of my junk... “Has Con, told you about my specialty?” he said, his tongue wriggling against my ear. “Nooo,” I moaned, his cock sliding between my asscheeks. “I specialize in transforming bodies.” he growled, squeezing my limp dick and spreading his legs. I slid my arms back and grabbed hold of his hips, feeling the heat of his flesh. I pulled him in against me. I moaned, closing my eyes and imagining the possibilities... “Oh Fuck!” “Just imagine what else I could do with this, Con.” he chuckled, fondling my junk as Doc looked up. “Back off, Ian. He’s perfect as is.” Doc scowled, plunging his cock to the hilt in Mike. “Ok, big brother,” he laughed, his leaking cock sliding down my asscrack. A bigger wave of hunger came over me... My cunt started throbbing, wanting to be filled. Opening my eyes, I saw Doc ramming into Mike and felt his brother’s cock was closing in on my cunt... “OH FUUUCK!!!” Keeping my eyes on Doc and Mike, I leaned back into Doc Ian’s pecs, feeling his mouth chewing on my earlobe. Pushing my legs apart, he bent me over and pushed his solid cock into me. “YEH!” I moaned, feeling the heat from his cock stretching my cunt lips and scraping past my prostate. He kept on, slowly entering me... almost as if he was hesitating. Moaning, I begged him to fill me... “Do it! Fucking fill me! Sir!” I kept moaning as he increased the pace until I felt his heavy sac against my asscheeks. Instinctively, my cunt gripped and held it tight. “Fuck, big brother... you picked me a good one.” Doc Ian chuckled, holding tightly onto my hips. We stood there, watching the wild fuck happening on the sling. Moving his hands to my tits and pinching, Doc Ian started to calmly fuck me, pulling slightly out before filling me up again. “Keep watching, boy.” he ordered, taking his time fucking me with long slow strokes. Obeying, I surrendered to his cock, feeling every vein and ridge of it. The room filled with the sounds of fucking and groaning from the four of us. The smell of sweat and musk mixed with the scattered meth clouds filled my nostrils with every deep breath I took. Before long, Doc slowed his fucking to a stop... leaning in with his cock still inside Mike, he whispered into his ear. Nodding, Mike groaned, acknowledging what had just been revealed. Lifting his head, he moved in and flicked his tongue against Doc’s lips before laying back and releasing the cock inside him. “That’s my boy,” Doc Murphy chuckled, playfully slapping Mike’s sweaty abs. Releasing the restraints, he took hold of Mike and easily picked him up and carried him to the leather chair. “Here you go, son.” he chuckled, kissing him on the forehead, and handed him a freshly packed pipe and torch. “Thanks, Dad.” Mike moaned without a second thought, lighting the torch and inhaling deeply, I froze. Did I just hear right? Dad? Feeling the tightness around his cock loosen, Doc Ian wrapped his arms around my waist and explained as he held my smooth sweaty junk and stroked it. “That’s right, boy. Mike is Con’s son... my nephew. Con only found out about him when his mom died and his stepdad tossed him out of the house.” “Fuck!” I exhaled, remembering all the times Mike and I took Doc’s cock. “Mike found out about him and went looking. He showed up at his practice one day and confronted Con. It was during that confrontation that Con did his magic. Well, you know...” he chuckled, squeezing my sac. “Looks like he finally released that memory.” “Yep, baby brother. I finally did it. Thanks to this one here.” Doc smiled, motioning to me. “Let’s show him our appreciation.” “Shit yeah, big brother.” Doc Ian growled, pulling out and leaving me empty. Taking me in his strong arms, he carried me to the sling and carefully dropped me on the sweat covered leather hide. Doc Ian then stood back, watching Doc secure me to the chains, legs spread wide, stroking his cock with one hand while tugging on his tits. Finally secured, Doc stood at the foot of the sling between my open legs and looked at his brother... “Let’s do this...” he snarled, slamming his cock to the root in one thrust. Feeling his familiar cock inside me again, waves of lust rushed through my body as he started fucking me hard. I was concentrating on the pounding until I looked up and saw Doc Ian behind his brother. Placing his hands on Doc’s shoulders, he crouched and slid his leaking cockhead against my taint. “Are you ready, big brother?” Doc Ian asked, his cock sliding against his brother’s shaft and teasing it. “Always did fucking love that cock of yours...” “OH FUCK!” I hissed, feeling Doc Ian’s cock pushing past my puffed out cuntlips. “Yeah, baby brother... you might just get to feel it tonight. Always did love fucking you.” Doc grunted, feeling his brother’s cockhead gliding over his shaft. In the back of my mind, I knew my training had prepared me for this... I relaxed, opening myself up further. “SHIT!” I cried out, experiencing the fullness of two cocks stretching me out for the first time. Seeing my reaction, Doc Ian started pressing further along his brother’s shaft and deeper into me until his cock was in as much as it was going to be. “Fuck Docs, love it!” I moaned, feeling their shafts pressed against each other inside me. That’s when it got going, they started to pull back simultaneously and push forward, causing the sling to sway. I knew what I wanted... I started bucking, increasing my movements to fuck myself on the pair of cocks, moaning loudly over and over. Every nerve in my cunt screamed at the pounding. Suddenly, I saw Doc Ian whispering in his brother’s ear. “Goddamn, yes!” Doc growled, pulling his slimy cock out of me and moving behind his brother. Still in me, Doc Ian slowed his fucking. His body tensed and he took a deep breath... Without another word between them, Doc shoved himself into his brother. “Fuck yeah, big brother... so good.” Doc Ian shuddered, feeling his brother’s cock stretching him out. “Fuck me, Con...” Doc obliged... Pulling on Doc Ian’s harness, he buried his cock with each thrust. Doc Ian gasped at the roughness of the fuck. “You like that, Ian?” Doc growled. “Oh, fuck yeah! Goddamn needed it!” Both the Docs looked up at me, their eyes full of lust. Doc’s sweaty body heaved against his brother’s back as Doc Ian’s wet cock disappeared into my hungry cunt before being pulled out and quickly driven in again. Catching Doc’s eyes, I saw the animal lust enhanced by the meth flowing through our bodies. Sensing he was close, Doc pushed his brother down, forcing him onto my abs and pounded his brother. “Fuck, little brother, gonna fill you up with my cum” he hissed... “Get ready.” Nodding, Doc Ian rapidly started fucking me with shortened thrusts. A few seconds later, he started to shake... “Fucking cumming!” he screamed out... “Do it, Con... fill me up!” That did it! Doc’s eyes instantly rolled back, his hips spasming forward and drove his cock deeper into his brother... “Fuck!” he grunted, shooting his load into his little brother’s well used hole. The sight was too much for me and my cunt started to pulse... “Shit! Yeh!” I moaned, feeling the walls of my cunt wrapping tightly around Doc Ian’s cock. We stayed like that, trembling from the simultaneous orgasm. The first to make a move was Doc... “Shit...” Doc moaned, pulling out his dripping cock. Next was Doc Ian... Pulling out of me, he walked over to his brother and stood there shaking from the intense orgasm. Seconds later, Doc smiled and moved in and wrapped his arm around his waist... “Fuck, that was good, little brother. It’s been a while since I had that cunt of yours.” “Damn, Con... I know what you did back then when you came home that first spring break from college.” Doc Ian sighed, unashamedly... “It’ll always be a cunt for you.” “Always...” Doc smiled, fingering his little brother’s leaking cunt. Pressing his lips against Doc Ian’s, he pulled their sweaty bodies together and they started devouring each other... tongues dueling in between biting and nipping at each other’s lips. Not being able to control himself, Doc Ian fell to his knees in a weakened state and took his brother’s cock into his mouth to taste his own juices. To the side, I saw Mike growing in agitation from what was going on... “Fuck, dad...” Mike moaned, rushing to join his uncle sucking on his dad’s cock. I layed there, hanging in the sling, watching the familial scene in front of me. Finally remembering me, Doc Ian smiled, stood and walked over to me. Admiring my sweaty body, he started tracing the ridges of my abs. “He’s right. You’re perfect. My formula was all you needed.” Unchaining my restraints, he lifted me, placed me next to Mike on the floor and stood next to his brother. Taking charge, Mike quickly slipped his hand on the back of my neck and pulled me onto his uncle’s cock. “Go on, Sam...” Mike encouraged, “Suck my uncle’s cock while I service my dad." Hearing him call Doc “dad,” I went wild. I took the cock quickly in and started hungrily sucking... “Holy fuck!” Mike groaned, seeing me going to town. Staying on Doc Ian’s cock, I grabbed Mike by the shoulder and pushed him towards his dad. Eagerly, he leaned forward, closing his lip around his dad’s cock to taste his Uncle Ian’s juices on it. Doc stood there, not saying a word, enjoying his son bathing his hard cock with spit. Once completely wet, Mike pulled back to the tip and wrapped his lips around it as it disappeared into his hungry mouth, down into the back of his throat. “Fuck, Son!” Doc gasped, feeling his cock surrounded by his son’s throat muscles. Mike stayed there... his dad’s cock down his throat until he tightened his lips around Doc’s shaft... he pulled backwards, moving his lips along the shaft until all that remained in his mouth was the leaking cockhead. “Suck my cock, son!” Doc groaned as Mike’s mouth sank back down his shaft, burying his face in the musky pubes while Doc Ian started plunging the full length of his cock up and down my throat. Doc Ian’s groans only increased my desire for his cock... I wanted to feel his cock exploding in my throat, flooding my stomach. I needed it. I kept on... repeatedly milking the thickening shaft with my throat muscles. “SHIT! Fuck, boy... I’m gonna nut...” he growled, gripping my shoulders to steady himself as the pulsing shaft released a torrent of cum down my throat. Continuing to drain Doc Ian’s cock with my mouth, I pulled off as the last drops hit my tongue. I turned to Mike, watching him worshipping Doc’s cock. “Yeh, fucker...” I groaned, watching Mike dragging his lips back and forth on the shaft. Mike was sucking on Doc from the tip to the root of his shaft, making his dad moan. I could see the tension building in Mike. Suddenly, Mike’s hand gripped my face and slipped two of his fingers in my mouth. Moaning, I started sucking until they were covered in my spit. Mike released Doc and fell back onto the floor and spread his legs... “Fuck me, dad,” he begged, ramming his wet fingers into his cunt. Smiling, Doc went down to his knees and slowly sank into Mike. “Oh fuck, dad!” Mike groaned, feeling Doc’s cock stretching him wide and start fucking. Doc kept on, banging Mike’s hips into the floor as Mike wrapped his muscled thighs around Doc’s waist. Doc Ian and I stayed silent, watching them rutting like wild animals before Doc stopped and held his cock firmly in Mike. “Shit, son... Taaake it!” Doc growled, bucking and flooding Mike’s cunt before falling on top of him, panting hard to catch his breath. Like a good boy, Mike layed there milking it and taking every drop of his dad’s load. A couple of minutes later, Doc pulled out and sat back, holding his slimy cock. “Fuck, daaad!” MIke moaned, taking it into his hungry mouth. Looking lovingly down at Mike, Doc caressed his boy’s cheeks and grunted... releasing a stream of piss. Mike latched on and swallowed... “Give you an idea?” Doc Ian smirked, grabbing my head and rubbing his cock along my lips. “Yes, Sir!” I took it in, just in time to feel the beginning spurts escaping from his piss slit along my tongue. I don’t know how, but I swallowed the entire amount that filled his bladder. Finally tasting the last drop, I released Doc Ian’s cock and leaned into his thighs. “You did well, boy.” Doc Ian said, “I can see why my brother chose you.” “Thanks, Sir.” I replied, looking up and taking his sweaty sac into my mouth. Laughing, Doc Ian patted my cheeks and called to his brother. “Con,” he chuckled, “I need to talk to you, in private.” “Alright, my office...” Doc said, kissing the top of Mike’s head. Opening the door to let Doc Ian pass, he turned to us and smiled. Mike and I turned to each other and grinned. I crawled to Mike and kissed him passionately as he pushed me back on my elbows and started to study me. “Fuck, Sam... you’re fucking beautiful, bro.” “Yeh?” I smiled, spreading my legs... “This is all thanks to you.” “Yup... and a few cycles of my uncle’s special formula. No shrinkage.” he chuckled, crawling between my legs and taking hold of my sac. “Definitely no shrinkage...” he moaned, slurping my limp cock into his mouth and rolling it over his tongue. “Ah fuck, bro!” I moaned, suddenly needing to piss. I didn’t hesitate... I knew Mike wanted it and let out my potent chem piss. Grabbing my hips, he pulled himself down on me until I could feel his soft lips on the smooth skin of my crotch. “Shit, Mike!” I sighed, holding his head in my hands... “I fucking love you.” Hearing this, he grabbed hold of my thighs and squeezed until the last of my piss was in his stomach. He pushed himself up to face me and let out a large burp... “I love you too. Sam. But...” he laughed, hesitating a minute before going on... “Does knowing Doc is my dad weird you out?” “Shit, bro!” I laughed, kissing him... “Fuck no! It’s kinda hot knowing I’ve been fucked by the Murphy clan.” “Good,” he sighed, moving down and lapping at my dripping cunt as another layer was revealed.

Nothing better than nursing on fat BWCs. 🤤

When they got back from their honeymoon Nick got sick and Tex had taken care of him like any good Daddy would. He had run a fever, been stuffed up and had no appetite but Tex had made him eat, mostly soup to be sure but it was more than he would have eaten if Daddy had not threatened to take his temperature anally if he didn't eat something Tex actually made great chicken soup and he spoon fed Nick in bed "Here comes the airplane! Open up the hanger!" Tex said as Nick shot daggers at him with his eyes but he did open his mouth and eat the sup He also put the vapor rub on his chest and when chills set in he held him, and kept him as warm as he could It lasted three days and Tex worried over him the entire time “I’m going to start calling you mommy if you don’t chill out Tex” Nick said the second day when Tex approached with the chest rub jar for the third time “Not even a koala bear could take this much eucalyptus! Get that stuff away from me” he grumped Nick was always surly when he was sick but Tex took it all in stride Nick got the rub apple anyway even though he glared at Tex the entire time, Iy didn't help that Tex had twisted his nipples with vapor rub covered finger just to make his point Nick woke up on the 4th day and felt much better, Tex was sound asleep “Poor guy ran himself ragged taking care of me” Nick thought His own “dad” had been one of those “you should suffer in silence" types who thought admitting weakness or needing help was for wimps when someone else was sick but let him feel bad and he turned into the biggest baby in the world Not for the first time Nick wondered what it might have been like to grow up with Tex raising him He let the exhauster Tex sleep and went to survey the rest of the apartment.. Except for the dishwasher needing to be unloaded the place was spotless “Tex is incredible” Nick thought He quietly went through the bedroom into the bath and soaked out the last of his aches in a long hot bath. Tex was still out cold when he came out Nick quietly straightened up the bedroom. He was tempted to throw away that damn vapor rub jar but just put it back in the medicine cabinet instead He realized he was actually hungry and called down to the restaurant on the corner. He ordered himself a relatively bland ham and swiss on white. He ordered Tex his favorite, “Volcano hear” buffalo wings and onion rings. The order was delivered in less than half an hour, Nick opened the buffalo wing container, moved it close to Tex’s face and let the steam and aroma drift to his nose Tex woke up immediately. He sat up, grabbed a wing and took a bite happily “I’m not sure about any food that works like smelling salts” Nick laughed “You got to eat them while they are hot1” Tex said biting into an onion ring hungrily Nick ate his sandwich slowly, giving his stomach time to readjust to solid foods Tex finished his food quickly and looked slightly disappointed Nick laughed and pointed to a bag on the floor next to the bed containing a second order of wings and rings Tex snatched up up and held it to him saying “My precious” in a fairly good imitation though Nick knew he had not voiced that character “I take it you are feeling better” Tex said as he finished his last wing “Much, thank you for putting up with me, I make a lousy patient” Nick said Yex shrugged “All part of being your Daddy and you were so cute trying to kill me with your eyes as I fed you. You were actually pouting between bites” he said heading into the bathroom. Nick heard him relieve himself and then the shower started. Nick clean up the mess from lunch as he waited Ten minute later a squeaky clean Tex emerged ,wrapped in a towel. Nick could admit his father was a good looking man. At 51 he looked 35 tops, Nick sat on the edge of the bed and said “Come her Daddy” When Tex approached Nick unwrapped the towel and nuzzled the nuts that had produced him rolling the large low hangers with his tongue before taking the head of Daddy’s cock in his mouth. He used every trick Tex had taught him so far and manages to keep him on the edge for quite a while before Tex filled his mouth with cum Tex was surprised when Nick pulled him onto the bed and started kissing him, sharing his own cum with him. The made out for a while and then cuddled together “Where did you learn about snowballing?” Tex asked “I saw it online and thought you might like it” Nick said as he lay in Tex’s arms Tex was again impressed and grateful, This straight boy he loved was experimenting to make their sex life better. Talk about getting lemons and making lemonade. Nick surprised him over and over To show how much he appreciated his Son, Tex gave him his best blowjob yet That afternoon they hung out by the pool and talked about unimportant things. They had a light dinner and went to bed early, Both slept soundly and woke refreshed The next day Tex had two appointments one with a movie producer who wanted to cast him to voicei a “villain” role. They were meeting at the restaurant on the corner The other was with his doctor whose office was just 4 blocks away. Everyone Tex knew went to Dr. Lars or his new husband/partner Dr. Cole. Tex dressed in one of the new suits Nick had bought him, the black one and headed out When Tex left Nick finally got to the packages that had been stacked in the foyer since their return from Mouse Town. The clothes fit perfectly and the other items were just right The meeting with the producer went well and Tex noted that his suit was of a higher quality than the one the man man interviewing him wore despite the man Beijing a world class producer. That was a first for Tex At the doctor’s office he was told he was in good over all health. His cholesterol was a little high, He could actually put on five pounds or so to reach his optimum weight but it wasn’t really a concern. His HIV test had come back “inconclusive” and needed to be redone. “There must have been a problem at the lab” Dr. Cole told him As the elevator doors opened he heard Nick call “I’m in here Daddy” from the living room Tex walked in and paused taking everything in at once Nick stood with his head hung low. He was wearing a white button up shirt and knee length grey wool shorts. Over the shirt he wore a blue blazer with a DBL School logo embordered on the pocket and on top of his head was a matching blue cap. In his hand he held a large stiff folded paper that read “Report card” on the side Tex could see There was also a leather armchair with an end table set next to it. Om the table was a leather paddle “Oh my god! This is a full role play scene!” he though It was one he had marked as “Favorite” on the kink website “How was your day Son?” Tex said deepening his voice and falling into his role, His cock was already getting hard “I got my report card Daddy” Nick said sounding a bit apprehensive as he held it out Tex took it “Lets take a look” he said as he opened it He almost laughed. Inside every subject had a large red F next to it “This won’t do Son. I am very disappointed in you, I pay a lot to send you to this school and you are not even trying” he said sternly, crossing to the chair, folding his suit jacked neatly over the back of it and sitting “I will do better Daddy! I promise!” Nick said sounding desperate now “Not good enough Son, You have said that before. Come here.” he said pointing to a spot next to the chair Nick walked over slowly… Like a reluctant school boy… and it was absolutely perfect… the scared look… the pouting lip… the way he dragged his feet… all just right Tex’s cock was at full attention now Tex picked up the wicked looking paddle and commanded “Drop your shorts and get over my knee Son. It’s time for some discipline in this house” in his deep “Dom” voice “I think ten swats will do to remind you to try harder next time! Count them off out loud for Daddy and be sure to thank me at the end. I’m doing this for your own good after all” “Yes Daddy” Nick sniffled as he undid his belt, dropped the shorts to the floor and bent over Tex’s knees. He was wearing a jockstrap underneath and it made his ass look even rounder and more ready for a spanking Tex ran his hand over that beautiful ass admiring it’s curve and firm feel He tapped it with the paddle a couple times then giving a hard firm swat “Holly shit!” Nick explained but he didn’t pull away “Language Son!” Tex snapped “That will be five more swats because of that dirty mouth of yours!” “Sorry Daddy!” Nick said contritely the he tentatively said “One?” “That’s better Son, Keep counting” Tex said rubbing that ass with the paddle “Two, three, four and five” were said in only a slightly elevated voice “Six, seven, eight, nine and ten” each got louder “Eleven, twelve and thirteen” were almost yelled and “Fourteen, and fifteen” hissed between clenched teeth. Nick was shaking and sobbing a little by the end nut he managed a “Thank you Daddy” after a moment Tex could not take it any more. He stood and roughly pushed Nck over the seat of the chair, unbuttoned and unzipped his pants, pulled out his rock hard cock, knelt behind his Son and rammed in balls deep in one brutal thrust Nick’s ass was pre-lubed and ready “Smart boy” Tex thought as he pounded mercilessly Nick had thought the paddling was bad but he saw stars when his father rammed 11 inches of rock hard cock into him. Oddly, the pain made his own cock rock hard though “Fuuuukkk Daddy! Fuck me! Breed your Son! I will do better! I promise! Cun in me Daddy!” Nick gasped pushing back his ass like a slut That did it for Tex, hearing his straight Son begging Daddy to breed him sent him over the edge. He blasted Nick full of cum that may be infecting him with HIV right now, He groaned at the thought as his nuts emptied into the boy’s guts Mick was lost in a world of pain and pleasure crashing and merging. This was not a man breeding him this was his own father, unknowingly but incestuously breeding his own flesh and blood. That sent him over the edge and he shot all over the chair Tex pulled him off the chair and they lay on the soft rug kissing. Someone ha left a stack of pillows nearby and they used them to make things more comfortable They kissed until their heartbeats calmed down, then Nick snuggled into Tex’s chest Tex reached down and lightly slapped Nicks still rosy ass “That will teach you: he said and they both cracked up “You are incredible Son” Tex said holding him tight “I don’t know what I did to deserve you but I am the luckiest Daddy in the world. I love you Nick, so much” “I love you tight back Daddy” Nick said Nick could still light feel that paddling three days later but that just made him smile. Was his life exactly what he wanted it to be? He honestly could not answer that question anymore with a no but he couldn’t say yes either. It was not what he would have chosen but would that have been better? Who knows? He did know it could have turned into something a hell of a lot worse. Half of all marriages ended in divorce after all. “Given the choice would I trade the certainly I have with Tex for a maybe with a woman?” he though “I might have at first but no, I would not give up Tex for anything now, I love him to much” It was not transitional love but traditional love had a fairly bad track record. Nick would keep his Tex, His Daddy. His Father, in his bed He never verbally expressed these thoughts to Tex but he showed him in every way he could and Tex figured it all out A month later back at the doctor's office his HIV test came back Poz. Two months after that Nick got the same results, They had a little celebration because it was else something they shared, Zeke had told them about the Angel Strain of HIV and Dr. Cole backed him up. They both had that strain as it had come directly from Zeke himself As time went by they got closer and closer. They explored many different kinks and roleplays, finding many the could enjoy together On their one year anniversary Nick brought up something new that once again blew Tex's mind They had gone out for an expensive dinner and Tex had paid. The first 1/15th he had gotten a year ago was his to keep and it put him on equal financial footing with Nick. It had never been an issue but deep inside Tex felt more secure “I want to talk to you about something Daddy” Nick said as they lay in bed that night. They were sitting up, propped against the headboard with Nick between Tex’s legs leaning back into him “You know I have no desire to let any man other than you fuck me or to suck any other man but you” he went on “I know, That’s a hard limit for you I would never think about pushing” Tex said. Truth be told Tex did not want his Son used by any other man, Nick’s ass and mouth were his and his alone. His mother had always told him his kindergarten teacher had rated him a failure when it came to “shares his toys well with others” “Daddy, how would you feel about us fucking neg boys together?” Nick asked “I love the idea of spreading the virus you gave me” You could have heard a pin drop for a moment as Tex’s mind grappled with that Nick leaned to the side and looked back at his silent Daddy, then he put a hand under Tex’s chin and pushed his mouth closed When Tex could speak again he asked “You want to share bottoms with me?” breathlessly. This was too much to believe. Too good to be true “With certain rules” Nick said firmly, He had thought this out: One - Only together Two - Both have to agree on the bottom Three - Never more than once with the same bottom Four - Never in their home Five - No friend or acquaintances . No one they would see regularly afterwards “The rest is negotiable” Nick finished “Basically I want to knock up strangers with you but I’m not willing to share my Daddy with any man more than once. I don’t share my toys with others well either but I have a strong desire to spread our gift. Preferably without them knowing we are infecting them” “Oh my god Nick I love you! when did you get so evilly twisted? Stealthing strangers? I love it! Your rules are perfect and I agree with them 100% Daddy’s boy is growing up and I am so proud!: That night for the first time ever Tex told his Son to breed him it was maybe the 3rd time Tex had bottomed in his life and Nick knew it He lubed up and very gently eased in. His cock was literally 4 inches shorter than Tex’s but seven inches still could hurt. He did his best to make love to this man who meant everything to him. He touched and caressed him in all the same spots he loved Tex to touch him and found that Tex responded in the same ways he did Tex was on his back and stroking, his head thrown back and his eyes closed Nick made it last as long as he could, He slid in and out pounding just the right spot “I’m about to incestuously breed my own father for the first time" Nick thought and he groaned low in his throat. He picked up the picked dripping sweat and finally hilted deep in Tex's hole and shot ropes of sticky cum to paint those silky inner walls Nick’s low growling “Take my cum Daddy!" sent Tex over the edge and he came all over both of them. His beloved straight Son leaned down to lick as much cum off his Daddy as he could then they kissed, sharing it The next day as they sat 9n bed again, Nick explained some things he had already done and what he wanted to do now What was already done came from an idea he had gotten from Zeke. An apartment in his building had come available, Rather than leasing it out again Nick had furnished it to look lived in, even putting photos of Tex and himself around the place, It was close enough to easily use it as a hookup spot while hiding their true residence What he wanted to do was create profiles on various gay hookup sites, They snapped some photos from the neck down and a face shot as well as their cocks from different angles, hard and soft. They made profiles as a couple on several sites stressing that it was both or neither On every site they listed their HIV stays as “Neg” They didn’t have to wait long for the messages to start rolling in One message came in in a slightly different way though They faintly heard someone yell “Hey! Hey you two evil, stealthy fuckers!” They looked out the open balcony doors Red had opened the window and was holding up his phone. He pointed to it then he gave them a thumbs up and yelled “Go get them! Breed them all!” **************************************************************************************** Abd a straight boy stealther is born! Let me know what you think! Scanbu

Tex watched Nick’s head bob up and down, “Watch your teeth Boy” He said wincing “That’s a cock not a chew toy” Nick tried to be more careful. He had always hated when some women used her teeth while blowing him so he could sympathize “This boy is definitely straight ”Tex though as he nudged Nick's soft cock with a foot. He had to admit the thought off a straight man willingly sucking him turned him on just a bit Tex was not being an asshole though he knew he could be and Nick would have to accept it. But if they were going to be married this boy would have to be trained to serve him. “I am into a BD/SM lifestyle” Tex said after they had kissed for a while He leaned back in his chair and seated Nick between his legs pulling him back against him, holding him and let his hands roam his body “Get used to this” he said when Nick squirmed uncomfortably “it’s a requirement. I will hold you and touch you when I want” “BD/SN That involves a willing exchange of power. You give me control and I promise to live within the limits we agree on.” Tex went on “ Once you are a bit more experienced we will have a discussion and set those limits, I know a website that lists just about every kink imaginable. I will go through and mark the ones I am interested in and you can review them. Some will be marked in black. Those are non-negotiable. They are mainly the basics. Me holding and touching you. You sucking me, me fucking you, spanking, bondage and a few others. The rest we can talk about though if you just reject them all I will know you are not really trying” he explained "I will set some absolute rules right now though. You will never have sex of any kind with a woman as long as we are together. I won’t be your side thing physically or emotionally. Nothing beyond platonic friendship with women or I promise you I will leave your ass so fast your head will spin” Tex said firmly “This is my life and future we are talking about. I am going to do my best to love you and I promise that if you put in as much effort as I do I will stay with you even if you fail” he promised It was a much fairer deal than Nick was willing to accept in his worst case scenario “I can accept that” he said and relaxed as Tex pulled his shirt off and ran his hands over his skin “I know this is uncomfortable for you but I need you to tell me if something feels good. I won’t try anything painful… yet” “Painful?” Nick asked “Pain can be erotic if done right and some people actually enjoy it. I like to give it to that kind of man/ We will explore that in the future though” Tex said and he lightly pinched Nicks nipples Nick could not help it, he moaned “My Boy likes his nipples played with, Nice. That’s going to be fun” He pinched a bit harder then continued his exploration, not pausing for an instant when he reached the top if Nick’s pants He slipped his hand in and fondled that straight cock as Nick’s body stiffened “This cock and the rest of your body are mine to touch and play with any way he want” Tex said giving Nick’s balls a warning squeeze Nick forced himself to relax and let his unknowing father fondle his son’s cock “Lets get naked” Tex said "I want to see all of my Boy” Nick took of his shoes, socks and pants as Tex stripped Nick was hung above average but he was not in Tex’s league in length or thickness, he topped off at about 7 ½ inches and his balls were a little more than proportionate. His curly pubes again hinted at a mixed heritage to Tex He had a nice treasure trail to his navel, a patch of hair in the middle of his chest and a furry crack. “He’s dam near my perfect Boy” Tex thought liking everything he saw Nick on the other had stared in horror at “Tex Junior” There was just no way that could go up his ass Tex held in his laugh at the look on the younger man’s face “Don’t scare him more than he already is” he thought “Don’t worry, I will take special care to open you up before this monster goes in. Ass play and toys are two of my kinks and that’s damn lucky for you but that’s all going to happen after we are married. We will stick to oral before that” Tex said in an understanding voice “I want to teach you to enjoy what I can do to your body. You are going to have to if we ever want a chance to love each other” “Speaking or oral, we may as well get started. I assume you have never sucked a cock before” Tex said sitting back in his chair and spreading his legs So here here he was. Teaching a straight man to suck his cock. He sat up and put a hand behind Nick's head reaching the other down to punch his nipple again That got a reaction and Nick’s cock finally started to harden Tex almost sighed in relief. There was hope after all. Now that he was a bit more used to the idea he really wanted this to work and for that to happen Nick had to get sexual satisfaction from what they did together The Boy was taking more of his shaft in now and Tex moaned, Sensing that he was doing something right he sped up and only choked a little when Tex came in his mouth. He didn’t really like the taste but it wasn’t terrible either. He sighed and swallowed, sure Tex would nit like it if he spit it out Tex lay back catching his breath “that was a good first go at it. You will get better with time” he said “I got you off didn’t I” Nick said, He actually sounded a little hurt Tex looked at him for a couple minutes. This was an opportunity “You have never had a really great blowjob in your life, have you?” he asked “I’ve had a few. They always got me off just fine” Nick said and he actually sounded just a bit sullen “Better and better” Tex thought Nick looked up at him “Look, I want to give you a happy, satisfying life. More than that if I can do it. You are bailing my ass out big time and like you said earlier, this is OUR life and OUR future. I want US to make the best of it” he said earnestly and Tex’s heart melted just a little Say what you would. This Boy was a good Man. He was sacrificing a happier future to protect others and he was not restful about it ‘Here, let me show you” Tex said as he put a hand on the side of Nick’s face and kissed him Then he stood and said “Sit there” pointed to the chair Nick did as he was told and Tex got between his legs on his knees 30+ years of experience came into play as for almost an hour Tex kept this Boy on the edge. He brought him so close then backed off, he used his tongue and lips expertly. His hands sought out every erogenous spot on Nick’s body and with strokes, caresses and pinches heightened the younger man to a fever pitch of pleasure Nick had never felt anything like it. So close to cumming… it was just over that edge but Tex kept him balanced for long moments then let him fall back only to approach again seconds later All the while the thought “Oh my god, my father is sucking my cock! I’m going to cum in the man who made me’s mouth!” bounced around in his mind. The secret perversity of it made it even hotter In the final moments Tex slid a long finger up his ass and touches something Fireworks, Supernovas, the entire universe exploded and he came so hard his balls hurt afterwards “That is how you give a blowjob” Tex said to the semi-comatose man slumped in his chair Nick couldn’t respond Tex chuckled and picked him up in his arms carrying him back to hs bedroom Though it was only noon they slept for about an hour When they got up they showered and went out for lunch. It felt like a date to Tex as they talked about themselves and their lives over cheese steak sandwiches “Would you like to see what I hope will be your new home?” Nick asked him “I live here in the city I have a nice apartment and I think you may like it” “Sure, why not?” Tex said “Lets swing by you place and you can pack a couple day’s clothes. Make sure to bring your bathing suit” Nick said After about a 30 minute drive over to the good side of town, through it and into the very best part of it they pulled into an underground parking garage and Nick used a fob to call an elevator. They rode up and it opened into a light, airy foyer with large rooms off to the sides and a staircase up to a second floor ahead. Best of all, in the back corner there was a smallish pool about 20 by 25 feet “Wow” Tex said “Be it ever so humble” Nick said dryly He tool Tex upstairs to the master bedroom and Tex tossed his bag onto the bed “Can we try out the pool?” he asked Nick laughed “You sound like a little kid” then he seemed to think for a couple seconds and then he kissed Tex trying to be tender “He’s really trying” Tex though and his heart melted a little bit more They changed into bathing suits and Tex decided a shopping trip was in order. His Boy was not going to hide that gorgeous ass in those baggy assed trunks Tex’s thong barely contained “Tex Junior” soft, If he happened ot get hard it would just give up entirely The pool faced onto the street on the short side of the building and directly behind, across a 10 foot alley. was a brick building that was three stories higher than the pool level, The top two floors were obviously one large room because the windows were two stories high and you could probably look right into them from the master suite balcony above the pool Tex swam for a while then settled on a lounge in the sun ;looking up at the brick building He saw a reg headed man walk past the window, stop and look at him for a minute then call someon rover his shoulder The unmistakable tall, thin form of Zeke appeared in the window. He looked down at him and after a moment laughed Zeke called to someone else over his shoulder and a minute later Tommy appeared holding an oversized piece of paper with a phone number on it “You know Zeke?” Nick asked as Tex went inside and up the stairs to get his phone “Yeahm how do you know him?" he yelled as he walked” “We have business dealings, he owns that building and I own this one” came the reply Tex stood on the balcony and called the number Tommy was holding up and Zeke answered “You are the last person I ever thought I would see in Nick’s apartment, let alone in a thong by his pool’ Zeke said “Well my fiancé…” Then he thought fpr a second, moving the phone away from his mouth “ Hey Nick would you call me your fiancé yet? You haven’t given me a ring or anything yet” he asked the man below him at the pool “We will take care of that tomorrow and yes I guess that is the right term” Nick said and he didn’t sound too unhappy “Anyway” he said into the phone “My fiancé thought I should see my new home” then he asked Nick if he minded if he told his friend the story as Zeke gaped “He already knows parts of it, go ahead” Nick said Tex sketched in the story quickly “I knew your dad and he was an asshole” Zeke said, "I just had no idea he was your dad” “I really feel for Nick actually. We are going to make a try at a loving marriage but that will probably take a while, if it ever happens at all. He is straight but he is really trying” Tex said “Get an invite I have always wanted to swim in that pool” He heard Red's voice say in the backgrounds and laughed “Let me get settled in amd stable with Nick. I won't let him have sex with women anymore and I think in return I will give up other men for a while at least. The, sure if t’s ok with him” Tex said “Welcome to the neighborhood” Zeke said “Thanks” Tex replied and they hung up That night, as they lay in bed, Tex spooning Nick, the younger man asked in a sleepy voice "Tell me a bit more about BD/SM. It intrigues me for some reason” Tex told him little bits and pieces as they got drowsier “When we are having sex we use titles. You can chose if I call you Boy or Son or Slave nd if you want to call me Sir, Master or Daddy” the last was said with a yawn “Call me Son and I will call you Daddy” Nick said and then they both fell asleep *************************************************************************************************** How you liking it so far? Let me know! Scanbu

It varies. When I know I am about to cum I tend to pump hard right up until I begin cumming and then go as deep as I can and go ridged until I finish in his hot ass. But sometimes I like to "play" and will pull back until I fire my first wad and then slowly stroke him as I cum. His hole gets real slick with my cum and that turns both of us on and the bottom will pull me deep. I can sometimes feel (and hear) my cum squishing out around my dick, especially if I'm on my back and he is riding me cowgirl style. I love the feeling of my cum running down my cock and onto my balls, and it is even better if my fuckboy fires a load onto my abdomen, rare but it happens. But usually I just ram as deep as I can get and stay there until I'm through breeding the sexy bitch. I simply cannot understand how any man who loves to fuck fails to be turned on by a gay piece of ass.

Did just this with a pig last weekend using a ribbed sound and also coated in powdered t , fuck it was pig heaven. A little later he shoved the biggest sound deep inside his split head and piss slit and again coating the tip with t and proceeded to breed me deeply which resulted in a brutal bruising fuck which went on most of the night and managed to DP my pig hole with his poz dick and my knotty k9 dildo

Sorry you got busted. But doubt that will stop you. Sounds like your born to be bred.

Hey fellow barebackers, I used to be attracted to girls instead of guys, but after watching those Treasure Island videos, I’ve secretly wanted to try bottoming. That desire grew insatiable until I couldn’t control it anymore and gave in to lust. A few weekends ago I went to Ft. Lauderdale and must have taken over a hundred loads at the hotel, Slammer, and Clubhouse 2. The cocks and sperm just didn’t end. Just non-stop breeding. After this, I no longer care to have sex with girls, and feel so incredibly feminine after being made a total slut. I realize now that I’m a beta male that’s true purpose is a submissive beta cumdump. It feels unbelievable to let guys release their sperm in me, moan in pleasure, and dominate me like a little girl. I need loads all time now and it is extremely addicting. I realize I’m probably going to take more than a 1,000 loads after this year, and while I’m not worried about HIV because of PREP, I am worried about Hep C and Herpes. Does anybody have any advice? How worried should a cumdump be?

I grew up barebacking (9) with my uncle (28), cousin (10) and uncle's neighbor friend (30s). We took turns unloading in each other's asses until and my cousin could start shooting. It was easier to clean up after a big fuck session if we held in the cum until we could get to the bathroom to squirt it out in the commode. Sometimes it was in too deep and we just carried it all day. I could hold my uncles cum and my cousins quite well in those days. My uncles neighbor had a thick anbd wide cock that looked like a shark. He tore my ass up and put a rip in my spincter. That rip too forever to heal. I still have the rip today. Sometimes a guy will talk about it when they feel it. It makes taking a fist easy as I can just relax and spread it open. I had never seen a condom until one of my neighbors brought one out to show me and to play with it when I was 17. I never bought a condom until I was 31 and living in a big town in the late 80s where using them was mandatory. I was doing a lot of topping in those days. However, I only used three condoms during that time. I was playing with married guys in those days. If I could get them to take a whiff of poppers when riding my cock, then the condom came off and they were rocking for cum. I went through a phase where I had 4 or 5 married guys enjoying my breedings during afternoon sessions before the wife got home. A couple of guys said they would fuck their wife with my cum in their ass to really get hot. Those were some of the hottest sessions. A couple of the guys lived close. It was kind of awkward to see the wife and kids in the grocery store knowing I had been breeding the dad a day or two before.

So.... i've been chilling out today, doing the usual Sunday thing... wanking myself into an oblivion, and wondering where i can get a load from. Been going on BBRT, and started chatting to people around the world. There is this unbelievably gorgeous 25 yr old Aussie bloke who lives in Brisbane, and we chatted and cam'd for each other all afternoon. Then unexpectedly a mate who i have never met, but has been a facebook friend, for almost a year, and doesn't know my dark side, txt me. So we agreed to meet up, and well, he came over, and one thing led to another and myself bent over, with him lubing up his cock with no condom. PRAISE GOD!!! - Here is a very cute 20 yr old who knows what he wants. Bareback hole! maybe christchuch isn't that conservative anymore... or i don't know. So anyways, again, gorgeous guy, nice body, killer smile, lubing up his rubber free cock, and he sticks it in me. He fucked me in every position under the sun for about 45 minutes, none stop. My cumhole was getting to a point of frustration, as the cum was almost there, and fuck, all i wanted was that load from that huge cock, pounding me non stop! So finally he shoots a huge load in me. i feel his warm seed flooding my guts, (fucking marvellous), but no.... he doesn't pull out. He continues fucking... for another 30 minutes, and rewards my endurance with another huge load. lets just say my hole is fucked.... taking those 2 loads of seed from him... it was just such a wonderful unexpected surprise. he's so keen on my hole, he wants to come over tomorrow night. so I'll keep updated. Link: originally posted on March 15 2010

The ulgier and dirtier and the stinkier and nastier the bettier 😵

I meant to post an update on here the other day. Last Sunday I went to the sauna, for naked day. It was sunny and quite mild. From experience I've found these can actually be really good days to go, because the sun makes guys hornier and up for it. Sure enough, it was a good one. In fact, I have never been such a slut there. I was fucked 7 times within the first hour (yes, all bareback). In total, I was fucked 12 times that day. Now, the key point ... I would have fucked through a glory hole two, possibly three times. Otherwise it was always in the darkroom. On this occasion, with perhaps one or two exceptions, all of the fucks were while I was on my knees/bent over the bench. Sometimes I begged for it, but for some reason my arse was particularly popular. I think the fact I'd been fucked so often so quickly meant I was wide open, sloppy and ready for use. It might have been pure luck that the guys in that day wanted to use an obvious cumdump. I'm pretty certain I took four loads. This weekend I'm planning to get there earlier, so I can catch the guys who tend to leave around the time I normally arrive, so I can increase the load count. In summary, last Sunday option 1 was the winner!

Very nice! I love short, intense encounters as well.

Hello. I'm gonna try and be as discreet as possible but share my experiences. I dont take it, I give it, so I'm not very exciting. My wife and I are very open people who are committed to each other with no secrets.

When Ben and Jose had designed their apartment, they had had the architect build a large windowless room adjoining a hall with some extra guest bedrooms. They’d had the room completely soundproofed and filled it with all manner of dungeon equipment. In one corner was a shower large enough for four men,with several shower shots. Jeff had gotten his first taste of shower shot play when Ben had stripped him and hosed out the chempiss. Ben had ended the session by showing a larger metal buttplug, wired for electro., into Jeff’s hole. Jeff was currently bound with his arms wrapped around a long metal rod. He was bound so that his legs were splayed wide, his head forced upright by a thick metal colar, his baby blue eyes black from the drugs coursing through his system, and wet with tears. Jose stood before him, stroking his massive cock, naked except for his big skinhead boots he was using to kick and crush and torture Jeff’s balls. Ben was splayed on a sofa near by, idly jacking his big meat with one hand while the other hand played with the dials of the TENS unit delivering all kinds of sensations—pleasurable and and painful—to Jeff’s asshole through the electro plug. He varied the settings based on how Jose was working—kicks meant a program of sharp escalating jolts, crushing meant stradily intensifying pain. During each break, Jose made him beg for more. At first it was clearly forced, but the natural slut in Jeff made it sound like he was starting to crave the abuse. This had been going on for about 20 minutes, and Ben thought that should wrap it up—things were still really getting started—he mouthed “Break?” to Jose. Who smiled and moved forward and pushed his semi hard cock down Jeff’s throat. He sighed and grunted, and Jeff’s throat began to fill with piss. His eyes darted open and the look of absolute adoration and abject submission he gave Jose made Ben hard as rock. Jeff’s throat undulated as he took his first load of piss from the tap, eyes locked on Jose’s dark eyes the entire time. Ben stood up. He had to piss too and knew he had a warm place to do it. The three men were lying in a corner of the big room designed for comfort. A foam mattress, covered in waterproof fabric, and lots of pillows of various shapes and sizes, many designed to elevate a boys ass for easier fucking or fisting, scattered around, was about the only furnishing. They were letting the boy catch his breath after the intense ball torture and electro. Jose had removed his boots and Jeff lay between them, his smaller frame seemed even smaller between the two huge chests. Ben had given him a big bottle of Gatorade, without any GHB, because he needed to stay hydrated, and the bottle lay empty beside him. Jeff was currently resting his head on Ben’s big chest while with one hand he idly felt Jose’s big arms and pecs. Jeff paused, and flipped over. “How does it work, daddies?” He asked, “Does one of you ever bottom? How do you have sex, sirs? Jose chuckled and reached down and shoved three fingers in Jeff’s boypussy, making Jeff grunt and then start to hump on the fingers. “I love your Daddy Ben,” Jose stated, “And he loves me. But we are both only top—we have never bottomed and aren’t interested in it. We make out and jack each other off.” Ben reached down and added a fourth finger of its own, swallowing Jeff’s groan with a big kiss. “We usually have a third, a sub bottom with a hungry pussy like yours,” he said smiling into Jeff’s eyes.” “In the 20 years we’ve been together,” Jose continued, joining in the make out session, “We have had several boys who were with us full time, sort of a throuple. Some have them have lived in our home, some have kept their own places.” “Can I be your boy?” Jeff asked eagerly. “You very well might be,” Ben said, climbing up and flipping Jeff onto his back, putting the much smaller teens legs over his shoulders and sliding his hard ten inches smoothly into Jeff’s velvet hole. “Yes, indeed, you very well may be,” he said quietly, eyes glazed with pleasure as he started to fuck the beautiful teen. After both men dumped a load in Jeff’s hot boycunt, Jose pulled a big shard out of the box of treats and shoved it deep into the boys hole. He then shoved a big plug in, pushing the shard in deep and hard. Jeff groaned and arched his back. Jose picked him up and carried him, facing his chest, and put Jeff down in the sling. The Tina was already doing its work, and Jeff was began begging to be fucked. Jose grabbed some tit clamps, and attached them to the boys perfect little pecs, smiling darkly when the boy hissed in pain. He grabbed a paddle, and began hitting the boys ass, making him clamp around the big plug. He did this until the boys ass was flaming red and he stopped. He then began fucking the boy with the big plug, pulling it out to the widest part and slamming it home again. Ben came stood beside the boy, feeding him poppers. Seeing that the boys hole would open up wider now, Jose began to punch fuck him with the plug, pulling the it out and then pushing it all the way back in, increasing the speed of it. Jeff was on another planet, thrashing and keening, constantly moving between the desire to be filled and the pain of the hard use of his hole. After about 15 minutes, Jose pulled the plug out and lined his cock up, letting the force of the swinging sling push the boy hard all the way down to the root. The boy arched his back in the sling, mouth open in a surprised O. Jose held the boy still, letting him fully feel what it felt to be taken by his thick fuckstick in one shove. Jeff gave a little scream and then almost immediately his insatiable need to be used returned and he began to fuck himself on the giant cock. Both Jose and the boy were lost to the world, Jose pile driving all around in the boys sweet hole, driving his cock at all angles he could manage, stretching the boy’s hole until it began to squelch loosely. After about 25 minutes, he came close to coming. But knowing a pig like Jeff would want to be fucked for hours, he pulled out and gestured for Ben to take his place. Ben reached into the treats box and pulled out a big shard. Pitting it in his piss slit, he said “Boy, beg for my big daddy cock.” “Oh god Daddy Ben, I need your cock. I need your load, fuck me, please daddy,” Ben practically shouted. Ben lined his cock up, the big shard leading the way, and drove his cock into the boy. The shard melted slightly on the way, but was mostly intact when Ben bottomed out, 12 inches up in the boys guts. He paused as the boy went rigid from the shock of the deep penetration. Ben released a small spurt of piss, pushing the big shard deep in the boys hole. The boy moaned, feeling the burn deep in his hole, and then he began begging for his daddy’s cock. They fucked the boy for hours, bringing themselves almost to orgasm before pulling out and giving the other the chance at his blissful hole. By the time they blew their loads in him, his hole was hanging open, as loose as any pussy. “I think you and I should take a little rest,” Ben said. Jose nodded, “The boys going to still be horny and he won’t get any sleep. I am going to wire him up and he can learn all about pain and pleasure while we relax.” Jose leaned over into the boy’s face, “You still need cock, boy?” Jeff stared intently into Jose face pleasingly, “Yes, Daddy, please use my holes.” “I gotta new experience for you. I gotta feeling you are going to love it and hate it at the same time.” Jose put a thick leather blindfold on the boy and then began to set up. After all the e-stem gear was out, he picked the writhing boy up and he couldn’t resist shoving three fingers and working the boys hole with them while he carried him across the room. He put the boy down on a padded table—damn he wanted to slide his fist in, but he and Ben had decided that was for another day—so instead he slid a thin tube deep into the boy, so deep the boy arched and groaned as it went into a place they had not yet opened. This he hooked up to an auto dispenser filled with a very potent mix of Tina dissolved into lube. He first pumped the equivalent of about ten of its ordinary doses, and Jeff groaned as he felt the burn in a new deeper part of his hole. “Fuck sir, that’s so deeeep” Jeff groaned. Second later he was twisting on the table, “Oh daddy, I need you to use me.” “I am going to use you all right,” Jose promised, “But only after you’ve marinated a while.” He then roughly strapped the boys arms in place spread wide on the table. Taking the boys feet, he picked them up and slid a small triangle cushion under, elevating the boys ass slightly so the Tina lube would go deeper rather than ooze out. He then slammed one of their largest electro-plugs into the boy, loving how Jeff screamed and bucked. After the strapped the boys feet into straps hanging from the ceiling, he grabbed the wooden paddled and administered a short but hard beating, the boy cried out with each blow because it jostled the big metal ball in his ass hard, making him spasm as each blow seemed to drive it a bit deeper Once the cheeks were red and just starting to bruise, Jose reluctantly stopped. “I could best you all day, boy, you know that,” Jose said, “I can’t wait to beat you so hard you cry.” Jeff just whimpered, so Jose gave him his hardest blow yet, the boy keening in pain. “Say thank you daddy, you ungrateful little bitch,”Jose ordered. Jeff managed to squeak out “Thank. You. Daddy.” Jose then wired up pads to the head of Jeff’s cock, and then his balls. He then set the programming of the cock and balls pads to slowly build in cadence of different shocks and levels until spending several seconds, then a few minutes, at agony-enduring maximum. For the anal plug, he chose a setting which tied it to the rhythms of a deep trance electro track one designed for electro play. He plugged the unit into the room sound system, replacing the porn noises with a trancelike beat. He made sure that the video cameras in the area were catching good angles, and walked out the door without another word. Jose went into the big bedroom he shared with Ben. Ben was freshly showered, his hair still a little wet. He had laid out a 1/2 of a sleeping pill for each of themon their respective bedside tables. Ben smiled, “God, that boy is perfection. And he seems to be taking to you even better than we hoped.” Jose smiled, “I wasn’t expecting him to be so good with pain. I think his submissiveness has a dark side—just the kind I like.” Jose’s smile then twisted, as his dark nature peeked out, “Well, this little electro session and then some extended depth training should see how much of a pain pig he is inside.” Ben nodded, smiling wickedly himself, “Can’t wait to see that video, mi amor. Go wash up had we can drop these pills and rest up. Since we are going to save fisting as a future treat, I want us to push him hard on depth training. I want his hole about at its limits for his final fuck.” Jose grinned evily, and headed into shower, thinking how much he loved slow-fucking a tenderized hole. While Jose and Ben slept, Jeff was in another world. At first, the electro had felt good, sending pleasurable tingles all over his cock and balls, and the big thing lodged in his ass fucked him pleasurably—god all he could think about was getting fucked—but as the voltage started ramping up he began screaming in agony, like his cock and asshole were on fire. He was aware enough to know, after the first round, that the pleasure would come back, but that pleasure only partly obscured the fear of the pain to come. After the first few minutes he lost all sense of time and place. Blindfolded he could see nothing. His hearing was filled with the all-encompassing rhythms of the trance beat, a beat that somehow seemed timed to what was happening to his body. And then there was the tube that somehow methodically feeding his hole Tina—he could feel the family slight burn from time, but all it seemed to do was drive a need to get fucked deeper and deeper inside him, making him what nothing but bigger and bigger cocks. After about three hours of light sleep, Jose awoke. Ben was still sleeping—a 1/2 pill usually gave Ben four hours of rest—he slipped out of bed and went to his walk-in closet. He dressed in tight leather crotchless chaps, putting a big metal cock ring to draw even more attention to his massive meat. He clipped nipple clamps, a small cock whip, and a small paddle to his waistband. On his left arm he tied a thick black and grey band and a light pink one, indicating dildo fucking and s/m. The boy would learn, eventually, that he often signaled what the boy was in for next with his clothes—and that he had colored leather and rubber bands for everything he was into. He then applied a thin sheen of body oil to his torso, using a special pad on a long stick to get his back. The oil glistened, and as intended, made his muscles pop. The boy had been blindfolded for several hours and Jose wanted the boy to feel like Jose was the embodiment of his fantasies. He would also have the boy lick all the oil off at some point, further making him aware of his masculine strength. Jose slipped quietly into the room, wanting to watch the boy without him knowing. Jeff’s entire golden body was covered in a light sheen of sweat, his golden hair plastered down around his face. His eyes were red and swollen—the pain had made him cry at some point. Jose watched the boy go through an entire cycle, his cock jumping as the pain caused anguished screams. Still moving quietly, he clicked the program off and took on manual control, really giving it to the boy hard. After giving him increasingly hard jolts, he paused. The boy panted, but then soon he was squirming as the fire deep in his hole took over. Jose slowly ramped only the channel controlling the plug in Jeff’s boypussy, giving him longer bouts at each level. When he got to the setting that was sheer agony he left it there, the boy screaming in agony, for a full five minutes, as the boys screams became increasingly desperate. He then cut power to everything. Jeff remained rigid, as if still in agony, as the last pain impulses reached his head. He then relaxed as much as his tight bonds would allow, panting with tears streaming down his face. Still remaining silent, Jose removed the support under the boy, leaving his ass swaying in the air. He gently removed the pads from the boys cock and eased out the buttplug. He then gently pushed the tube, and it easily slid in another two inches through the hungry well luged hole. He plugged the boys hole with a medium-sized plug and then hung the boy’s arms from straps in the ceiling, drawing them through his legs. The boy was now essentially in the same position as he would be in missionary, with his legas over his shoulders, but suspended. The boy groaned in pain. Moments later he hissed as Jose attached the alligator clips. He was clearly exhausted, which was perfect for what was to come soon. Still remaining silent, Jose began to paddle the boy, hitting first one check and then the other with the small leather paddle. In this position any impact play on the ass was extremely painful, the body being unable to relax, so Jose held back, knowing the boy was feeling much more pain than the same impact would be in another position. After about 5 minutes, Jeff was in agony. He started begging “Stop, sir, please stop.” Jose spoke the first time, “I decided when we stop, little bitch.” He then gave him about 10 much harder blow to each cheek. At this point Jeff was crying. Jose knew the lesson was learned and he stopped. He took Jeff’s hands out of the ceiling straps and slowly lowered him so he was hanging upside down. He pushed the tube in another inch and increased the flow to a slow constant stream and left the boy that way while he moved a couple of bins of depth toys over to the sling and turned down the music to a background level. He then returned to the boy, who was starting to quake as this new deeper dose of Tina started to take effect. He reached down and brought the boy’s mouth to his cock and slid it in. “Wrap you arms around my legs and hold yourself in place while you suck my big cock, boy” Jose commanded. Jose sighed with pleasure as the boy, so hungry for pleasure after all that pain, began giving a pretty decent blowjob considering the difficulties of his position. Jose reached over and adjusted the flow of the lube to a strong stream, he removed the plug and began to lube the boys hole in earnest. He very slowly pulled the tube out, bathing the boys insides with lube, when he got to the boys rectum, he sprayed lube all around, then he pushed the tube through the second ring, leaving it there for a few seconds and then very slowly he pushed it in further, stopping from time to time to leave a thick coating. He worked very slowly, and probably got to close 16 inches, when, based on the boys grunts, the boys hole clearly couldn’t go deeper. He left the lube there for a while, probably 90 seconds, knowing it would pool up and slowly bring the need to be stretched deeper. He then slowly pulled the tube out, reposting everything inch of the boys colon with both lubricant and need. Turning of the flow of lube, he pulled it from the boys ass. Jeff was clearly having trouble concentrating, as his body began to undulate with the need to be fucked. Jose reached up to the controls and pulled the boy higher, so that his mouth was aligned with the dick he served. He wanted the boy to stay upside down just a bit more so the lube could get as deep as possible. He could see the boys legs were starting to tire, though, so it couldn’t be long. He started fackfucking the boy hard, drawing Jeff’s attention away from his aching legs, Jose crouching slightly as he held the boys head and drove it down on his cock. After several minutes of this, Jose decided it was time to move on. He pushed the boy of his cock, Jeff was panting hard and spittle and throat juices ran down his face. His arms hung loosely as he tried to catch his breath. Jose inserted two big shards—the boy cried out at the sharp burn—and quickly slipped the medium plug back in the boys hole to keep the lube in, and lowered the shackles holding his legs, holding the boys upper body until he was lying on the floor. Although Jose knew he wouldn’t move—Jeff clearly needed a minute—Jose wanted to reinforce the boys submission, so he clamped the boys hands together on his stomach. He did the same with the boys ankles, making is very difficult for him to stand. Straddling the boys chest, Jose stood with his hands on his hips, emphasizing his shining muscles. Jeff looked up at him, desire and lust in his eyes. “Want do you need, boy?” Jose boomed. “I need my daddies to use me, sir” Jeff replied squirming and stroking at his torso as much as the tight bounds would allow. Jose got down on his knees, his giant dick directly at the boys mouth. He leaned forward, his gorgeous abs directly in the boys eyes, and slipped his dick deep into the boys throat. “Then drink me, beautiful boy, drink my piss and let me have you body and soul,” Jose said, as he began to empty his completely full bladder into the greedy suckling mouth.

Transition in story. Stay tuned as it will get to more good stuff shortly. At the Diner it was packed so the 5 of us had to sit at the counter. We ordered and ate. Bart and I chatted about school and work along with Michael who was on the other side of me. Rudy was at the far end next to Garet and they were talking kind of on their own. An older dude came in and asked to sit next to Bart as he had his laptop bag on the stool. Bart removed his bag and the guy sat down. We went on talking. Garet flirted a bit with the waiter who was serving us. He was cute, around our age, small body frame and wore tight black jeans. Garet, who i dont know that well, also is gay and comes across as a top. He flirted with the waiter asking him about dessert and wanted to take something home with a lot of cream in it. The waiter blushed and said they had banana cream pie which was his favorite. Garet said he liked banana a lot too and had some at home he would like to show him. Clearly they had something for each other but we all just rolled our eyes as it was a bit much. We finished, paid, and left. Rudy said he had to use the bathroom and would meet us outside in the car. We waited 5 minutes in the car and i got restless and said i also needed to pee and would see what was taking so long. I went to the bathroom and it was a single stall so i waited outside. After a couple of minutes the door opened and out walked Rudy and the older dude next to him was standing in the bathroom putting away what looked like a nice 8" cock back in his pants. Rudy was licking his lips and had some cum on his chin. I pointed and he smiled and walked out. The older guy looked at me and asked if i wanted some as he could come again. I declined politely and he left and i used the bathroom. After in the car, Rudy told us how he hooked up with guy. He could see he was hung and the guy saw him staring at his cock so he squeezed it and Rudy would grab a stare. Once the guy saw we were leaving, he grabbed his hard cock looked at Rudy and gave him the follow me. "Did he fuck you too?", i asked Rudy "No just gave him a bj. He came buckets and he tasted good." Rudy said laughing. Bart asked, "Why didnt you let him fuck you?" "I ran out of condoms and didnt want to chance it" Rudy said "You can always take drugs after exposure to stop infection", Bart said smiling "No not for me. Thanks. If i want raw ill swallow but not in my ass", he said "Really, youve never been bb". Bart asked "Not on pick ups or dates. I had a bf a few years ago that we did bb for a while. It was ok. It was when we both were coming out and exploring and experimenting. I think it was the the first for boht of us." Rudy said. "Anyone want to go to a bar", Bart asked

Agree with all of the above. In fact I love seeing young men with hair.....Hairy hole, some chest hair and especially a treasure trail. Love the contrast between a boyish body and the masculinity of some body hair

Pussy/Bussy

Rimming is a must for me...Nothing sexier than a hairy hole winking at me, begging for my tongue. As I'm rimming, I will go back and forth between the hole and the mouth. Ass to mouth is so erotic. I rarely use lube so I'll spend a long time eating a man out, relaxing his hole but especially getting a lot of my saliva in there. Once we are fucking I will frequently pull out, get my tongue in there again making sure he is continuously wet, then kiss again sharing with the bottom so he can taste what I'm tasting. Once I cum , if I'm really turned on I'll felch what I just shot and snowball by seed with the bottom. No cleanup. Sperm is where it should be...inside the man and no cleanup of lube

I have done this a number of times and bought a set. It is nice to see this thread as others are describing the same feeling I have had. The burning after is the only part that I could not get into but it sounds like others have had this so it seems normal to experience it. Seems as if I need to do it more. I also love the idea of a catheter being inserted by your master in effect causing you to lose control of your bladder. Nothing like giving up control and submitting to your situation.

Birthday treat to myself. Turned the ex into a POZ t pig

love 69 rimming, getting each others' holes ready for the next stage.

I'm going to reject the options presented, for the following reasons: 1. I agree that escorts and porn stars are sex workers, just as are cam girls, cam boys, guys with sexually explicit OF or JFF or whatever accounts, street hookers, and more. They're all involved in businesses (as workers) where sex (be it physical contact with the purchaser, or stimulation via imagery and/or sound) is part of the product or service provided. But I don't put sex work into the category of "degrading or dehumanizing" - it CAN be, but that's not inherent in the work. It's inherent in the society in which the workers live. 2. I don't think the second option describes all sex workers. Some do it because they're broke. Some do it because they like the supplemental income it can provide. Some do it because they're substance addicts and need cash to feed their habit. I do agree that people who judge sex workers are wrong, but I don't think it's always sour grapes; sometimes it's just plain old disapproval, sometimes it's resentment that they can't control other people's sexuality. 3. I'm not sure that there is an inherent difference between gay and straight people. Perhaps between the *typical* or *average* gay and straight person - the former probably has more lifetime sex and more partners than the latter, for instance - but I don't see gay sex workers as any sort of ambassador for the gay sex experience (except, of course, in the literal sense that a straight person can satisfy any curiosity he might have about gay sex acts by watching porn). I think gay people bringing home partners to their families, and integrating gay partners into families, goes much farther to show the world what's important about being gay - we're pretty much just like you - than anything else.

I love the role play of younger older. I'm the hung top older dad who uses his position of power to convince his young innocent son to service him and become my cum slut etc... But it's all in the Size difference and attitude for me... I'm 6'2" abs bulky rugby kind of build, so if the guy is smaller his actual age doesn't matter as much as chemistry and attitude

Rhyheim Shabazz, Tim Kruger, Sharok, Drew Sebastian, and specially Rocco Steele, I would ride those cocks until I was full of cum.

A booty bump makes fisting a lot more intense. Makes hungry holes quiver for a fist. Find a partner you trust.

Hidden in a tree some distance from the platoon was a man dressed in wilderness camouflage, and he was studying the Bravos while remaining immovable inside the evergreen branches of the large pine. No leaves of the deciduous trees blocked his view. The leaves had long since fallen to the ground. “Him. I want HIM.” The man holding binoculars called down in low tones. It was clear who he meant, the guy who seemed to be in charge of the platoon, the one everyone paid attention to. “Copy.” The man standing by the trunk answered before running off. The man in the tree was still questioning his decision to do this favor for Collins. But technically it was one of the tasks they advertised to customers so he didn’t have an automatic ‘no’ ready when the Marine called him. Usually when they trained troops or squads for specific ops it wasn’t at their compound on the Georgia-Alabama border it was on some foreign soil elsewhere in the world. U.S. troops, foreign troops, operators of all sorts. Collins paid well, the U.S. govt usually did, which tipped the balance in favor of a ‘yes’ in this unusual case. Cherries. Every single one. They looked like children. Patrol discipline wasn’t terrible, except for the noise they were making. “Guess they didn’t get the message.” He said to himself. Collins had left it up to him how he would run this, and he decided against briefing the babies before testing them. Run of the mill grunts were instructed and ordered - ‘don’t color outside the lines’, ‘shoot that’, ‘sit there’, ‘don’t eat the crayons.’ These grunts weren’t run of the mill. Figuring out the sitch was part of operating without intel, adapting a mission, creating a mission, defining the battlefield, all important factors that would tell him what these kindergarteners lacked. He mentally shrugged. “Collins did say to push them. Over the cliff is still pushing.” ************************ Assmunch came to decision. How this day had proceeded left too many unanswered questions for him to feel comfortable operating as if this were a normal patrol. He considered this to be enemy territory. An entire platoon was too big to accomplish any objective without intel, and they created a big fat target for attack or ambush. A big, noisy, easily herded target. After listening to the opinions of his men, he turned to Cellblock. “We’ll do a 5k Shotgun.” Cellblock nodded before turning to give orders to the teams. “Three man standard.” Cellblock announced. The Bravos immediately broke into their teams. “5k due Northeast. HEE-HAW” No one waited, they had their orders and a plan. Hide. Evade. Escape. Harass. Attack. Weaken. Something Cellblock had come up with in Germany to handle situations when you didn’t know where your enemy was and were marching blind. You picked a direction (northeast), selected a distance to reconverge (5k), broke off into smaller teams (3 man), head off into different directions along a 180 degree arc (shotgun). Assmunch took a few deep breaths and settled into the zone while the rest of of the Bravos disappeared into the woods. All the elements came together in his head, clues he’d noticed as they patrolled without attempting to figure out how they connected. The topography of the terrain they’d traversed. The time of day, the drop off point, the delays, having no briefing or mission, no objective, the few things he knew about their hosts and Major Collins, their training up to this point, Germany, being allowed to break the rules in small ways, unusual skills not normally provided to Infantry privates. Evaluation of existing proficiency coupled with identification of deficiencies was always step number one. That would be his first step…well after selecting participants, but he had no way of knowing or determining which selection criteria were used. Create a baseline. Develop a plan, a program. Challenge, instruct, test, train. Eliminate external factors and isolate. Increase the intensity of training, build on previous lessons. It all floated around in his brain until an arrow of lightning pierced his thoughts. “Chunk, head out and join up with Alaska’s group. That way.” He pointed. He and Chunk were the odd two man team left after the Bravos split up into their 3 man shotgun. “Leave your gear, it’ll just slow you down. We’ll take it with us.” “We…..?” Chunk said in confusion, while unlatching his kidney strap and chest strap and letting his ruck drop to the ground. In two seconds he was gone. They were beyond argument, discussion. The Bravos trusted that he had his reasons, had a plan and a goal in mind. Assmunch used the time to go deeper, leaving just the smallest part of himself to monitor Automatic brain. He had nothing more to figure out. If their hosts hadn’t already decided to deprive the Bravos of their leader, they would soon, especially after seeing the Platoon disperse. There was no point to making it hard for them to take him, it would only wear him out. These were guys who didn’t lose, especially against a 20 year old Private. There wasn’t a lot of math to do to arrive at the answer that Assmunch would be loser in any scenario. At least this way, he could get a mind-nap even if he left a sliver of his awareness on alert. He made himself comfortable in a ruck flop on the ground and waited. It wouldn’t be long. Thoughts of his recent weekend with Kevin and his family kept him warm. ************************* “Clever.” The man in the tree muttered as he saw the Bravos split up and scatter. Only two of the teams would be exposed to the traps his men were currently setting up on the path to the compound. The others would circumvent them. He no longer had confidence the traps would be successful. There was no way the Platoon could know the exact location of the compound but with this tactic it wouldn’t be difficult to triangulate. However, they couldn’t communicate with each other. The smooth and fluid way the troops went into action spoke of a precision execution of a previously developed drill. At some point they would have to converge again if they planned to act as a unit. Did they know he didn’t have enough men to chase after ten teams? At least eight of the teams would locate the compound. Once found, they’d wait and gather intel. The rats would find the cheese. He welcomed knowledge that the infants had made his job slightly easier. He wouldn’t have to herd them. He was also pleased that Collins had sent them kids with at least a little experience. He hit the radio button on the handset hooked to his vest. “Let them go. Base, prepare for perimeter incursion, line of sight…”. He did a quick calculation in his head…” contact in two ticks…1400.” He saw the target squat down and assume a relaxed seated pose. “Discontinue target hunt and capture. He’s waiting for you. Target will cooperate.” The man thought for a couple seconds. “You’ll only need one man, Cage. Send the rest to shadow the infants. You have free rein to play. Do not incapacitate or injure.” His men would watch and determine how able and skilled these little babies were. After they were rounded up he’d get reports on who the thinkers were, who gave orders, who led and who followed. From that he could develop a program to focus on their deficiencies. ******************* Zeus scrambled up the twelve foot rock face then planted himself on his stomach to reach down to grab Weeble’s outstretched hand to pull him up from Sleeper’s lift. Weeble climbed over Zeus, using the big man’s ruck for handholds. Once his hands were free, Zeus grabbed Sleeper’s free hand to do the same for him, waiting until Sleeper gained his feet before rising to stand. “We have a shadow.” Zeus said, turning his head for his gaze to drift over the shadow’s position without stopping. Sleeper nodded. “I saw one, you think there’s more?” Zeus shook his head. “Negative.” “Sneaky snake.” Weeble commented. “He’s gonna be hard to shake. He’s gonna be a problem.” “Yeah. Do we deal with him now, or wait?” Sleeper asked. “Now.” Zeus replied in a dangerous tone. “We don’t know if we’ll have the opportunity to escape his observation further on. He’ll lose momentary track of us once we get away from this ridge. Best opening we’ll have. He maintains distance, but that doesn’t mean he won’t engage at some point.” Sleeper nodded in agreement. “Weeble…” “I know what to do, Sleeper.” Weeble interrupted. “Give Zeus your ruck.” Sleeper said as he started forward and away from the edge. When they were sure they were out of sight, Weeble slid out of his straps while still moving and darted off into the scrub. Sleeper grinned watching Weeble skitter off to the cover of a dense thicket twenty yards off to the right. No one moved like Weeble, fast and low, his legs pumping furiously. “Let’s move.” Sleeper said, setting off at a quick jog almost at the same moment Weeble skittered away. The diversion relied on disguising that one of their team had peeled off. Their shadow had to think he was still following all three. And no matter how good their shadow was, Weeble was one of the fastest they had in a scramble, not to mention wriggly and writhing, all wild rabid and feral. He was worse than Shark. Shark hit and ran, he didn’t wait around. Weeble would only run if it served a purpose. And if Weeble got caught it worked to their advantage too, as it would slow their shadow down. He’d have to make a choice, and there really wasn’t a choice. Their shadow couldn’t allow Weeble to continue to randomly distract him from following his other two targets. He’d lose track of them. Even captured, Weeble would be an anchor around the shadow’s neck. Had it been an actual enemy who meant to do them harm, they would have used a different approach, splitting up to harass the shadow individually in rapid engagements intended to tire and confuse. Sure, it would slow their progress toward their objective, but eliminating an enemy behind you took priority. Too much havoc could be wrought by even a single man. Sleeper shook his head. Whoever was calling the shots were seriously underestimating the skills of their targets, and it would be foolish for Sleeper to avoid taking advantage of that mistake. They sent one man? Sleeper wouldn’t make the same mistake though, he fully expected their shadow to be very, very good at bushcraft. It was arrogant for him to allow himself to be spotted, but was that deliberate or were their hosts completely unprepared for the Shotgun? Those were questions Sleeper couldn’t answer. But just like a fighter jet released countermeasures to deal with a fired missile during a dogfight in the air, the Shotgun was meant to create too many targets for a single attack to succeed. And the 3 man Shotgun could be further dispersed to create three more targets if necessary. He had no doubts that the other squads had their own shadows and were dealing with them in similar ways. Either way the dice fell, Sleeper didn’t have to worry about their shadow anymore. ********************* “Fuck him up, Demon.” Cellblock said. If their shadow was smart, he’d bolt. There was plenty of room for him to escape between the points of the triangle they’d surrounded him with. Even if he was really good, he’d have a hard time prevailing over three attackers if he waited for them to engage. The group of them stood spread six paces apart in an area where the trees were spaced further apart. “Wait.” Their captive said. “We’re only evaluating you.” He said in a calm and reasonable voice. “If you attack, there’s going to be injuries. A lot of injuries.” Something in his tone made it a certainty rather than a possibility. He didn’t seem bothered, or nervous at all. In fact, he stood relaxed with his arms crossed. “You could surrender.” Troll offered. Their shadow turned his head to study Troll. “You want a captive?” Troll shrugged. “Not really, you’ll slow us down. Or we could leave you tied to this tree here.” The man laughed. Cellblock realized he liked this guy. He looked to be in his late 20’s or early thirties, bundled for the cold so it was hard to see his body shape, but he stood about 5’11”. He had an easy friendliness to him, with brown eyes that never lost a look of amusement. “That would suck, but you know I’d get loose. You would have to take me with you. I could give you intel.” It was Cellblock’s turn to laugh. “Are you going to give us intel?” “If you ask nice, sure. Why wouldn’t I?” The man replied. “We weren’t told not to.” Cellblock sighed. “You could lie. You probably already are.” Another laugh. “Well isn’t that how it goes? You have to figure out what’s a lie, and what isn’t?” He waited a few seconds for Cellblock to make a decision. “What do you think Demon?” He asked, looking at the only member of the squad that hadn’t spoken. Demon grinned. “I like to fight. I know I won’t win against you, not by myself. But I could make it difficult on you to continue following us.” The shadow raised his hands as his eyebrows lifted up onto his forehead. “What am I going to do? All I have to do is slow you down, which is going to happen either way we do this. I’d rather do it the friendly way. After all, I don’t REALLY want you to cry every time you have to pee for the next four days. I’m going to hammer my boot between your legs and put a size 11 footprint in your taint. You’ll probably puke, and we won’t be going anywhere for at least an hour. It’s 50-50 whether you’ll have little Demon’s running around when some poor stripper finally agrees to marry you.” Demon scowled. “I don’t like threats.” The happy shadow smiled. “You’re in the wrong line of work for that, buddy.” Cellblock sighed. “We have to secure your hands.” The shadow nodded and crossed his wrists behind his back. “Demon, secure your ruck on the captive.” Cellblock ordered. He was pleased at the momentary scowl that flashed over the shadow’s face. But it disappeared fast and was replaced with the man’s normal bemused visage. “Troll, your ruck goes on the front.” Now the scowl remained. “Demon, secure his wrists when he’s latched in.” “You know I can’t march far with this weight.” The shadow said. “I can’t see the ground, I’m going to trip and fall a lot. That’s going to slow you down.” Cellblock grimaced. “Ouch. And with your hands tied you won’t be able to catch your fall. We really should have thought this through better. Move out.” “Look at it this way, your feet are free, you can still put that boot in my taint. I kinda got a boner for it now.” Demon licked his lips and smiled with a wink as he grabbed the right shoulder strap on the Shadow while Troll grabbed the left. “We’ll try not to let you fall.” The set off to continue in the direction they’d been originally traveling. “The compound is that way.” The shadow said, indicating with his chin a direction off to their left. “We know.” Cellblock said without pausing or changing direction. “Good luck throwing Troll off.” Cellblock said a silent word of thanks that the Sergeants Bravo had trained them full of hard lessons in Germany with few breaks. He couldn’t imagine how they would have handled this situation back when they were green. ********************* They’d been in woodlands exactly like these before, prior to Germany. A lot of scrub growth, crowded thickets and difficult paths to navigate forced them to stick to one or two easier to travel routes. “When do you think it’ll happen?” Dumbo asked. “Pretty soon.” Bootlicker answered. “Eyes sharp. “You take under, Dumbo. Wanker, you take over.” “He’s still back there.” Wanker observed. “You sure, Wanker? I’d have come up alongside by now, maybe even ahead.” Bootlicker murmured, keeping his voice low. “Yeah. Twenty yards back. He’d have to circle too far to track us alongside and we haven’t given him time. The squirrels behind us haven’t started running on the floor again, still darting through the trees overhead.” “Good.” Bootlicker replied. Now…would it be a diversion, a trap, or a delay? These guys had home turf advantage. If it was him, Bootlicker would have set up something that combined all three with enough time. The cry of a red-tailed hawk sounded close by, a lonely and mournful screech in the cold quiet of the woods. Bootlicker took in the surroundings. A slight rise, maybe three or four feet to their left beyond which appeared dense growth. Too bad it wasn’t summer, there’d be juicy blackberries on those. His stomach growled with disappointment in the season. He’d brave the almost guaranteed yellow jacket swarm for a handful of blackberries at this point. A clearing beckoned at 1 clock through gradually spreading tree trunks. Both directions were desirable for strategic purposes. Their pursuer would avoid the clearing, not wanting to walk in the open. And he’d know his targets would want to avoid a clearing for similar reasons. When you’re on patrol in the woods clearings were prime ambush locations. The enemy could hide and attack from cover while your squad was pinned in the open. A smart patrol would avoid the clearing. The trap would be at the top of the rise to the left. “Bootlicker…” “I know, Dumbo.” Bootlicker answered. He was thinking, but he couldn’t take too long. Their pursuer would use the time to circle around. He suddenly realized THIS was the diversion, they were expected to take some time to evaluate their choices. There would be a trap either way they chose, but because the clearing was the least desirable option the trap there would be less troublesome because almost no one would choose that option in this situation. His squad had taken the route directly pointing to the ultimately expected compound to the northeast. If it was a prepared trap, which was likely on a route their hosts selected for them, it would be something intended for an entire Platoon rather than a smaller three man squad. Assmunch had changed the game and their enemy didn’t have time to revise their carefully laid obstacle course. It was too early for sacrifice. “Are you clocking, Wanker?” He asked. “Shadow on the move, east.” Bootlicker nodded. As expected. He had to wait. Their pursuer would take position in the woods across the clearing once he circled around. So foolishly confident for a lone tracker. Is that what their hosts thought of them? Did they really think they were bumbling idiots? “Let me know when he’s likely to lose eyes on us.” Bootlicker said. “We move along heading one hundred fifty degrees on Wanker’s go. Max speed.” “Copy” Dumbo and Wanker echoed. Thirty seconds passed in silence. “Now.” Wanker breathed, and the three of them darted immediately to the southwest, the small rise with the blackberry bushes above covering their quick retreat. “We have thirty seconds max to find cover to hide our route. There!” Wanker pointed to a large fallen tree beyond which was yet another wide expanse of shrubs and low growth. Running full out was difficult on even ground when you were rucked and loaded, and in the woods it was downright dangerous, but they didn’t have a choice. It wasn’t a sprint, and you didn’t pump your legs you barely lifted your feet. “If he’s smart, he’ll just meet us up ahead rather than try to follow us, but it’ll take him a bit while he waits for us to to appear. He should figure it out pretty quick.” ******************* “I’m just about fed up with these little fucking bastards.” Beggar said to the tree he was leaning against in a squat. He’d waited in position, taking the opportunity to swallow a nutri-bar in two bites. “Babysitting job my ass.” He stood up gingerly. He had what he came for. He’d take his time heading back to base, maybe they’d all arrive at the same time. He wondered how the others were doing and if they were having as much trouble as he was. One thing was clear, these bastards weren’t the babies they’d been told to expect. That actually pleased him. He’d recommend that the dial get turned up to 11. With a smile he walked casually through the woods dreaming of punishing these three pukes in particular in the week to come. If anyone were watching, they would notice he walked with a slight limp favoring his left foot. The one with the big ears would be his special project. “Payback’s a bitch, motherfucker.” He muttered as he stopped and sat down on the ground to remove his boot. He was going to have to wrap his ankle. It hadn’t stopped throbbing with the usual walking it off. He chuckled. The spring loaded sapling was a lucky hit. He still couldn’t figure out how he tripped it. And he hadn’t had time to investigate how they’d done it in the first place. Fucking. Little. Green. Grunt. Bastard. Mother. Fuckers. ****************** “We can’t have lost him.” Dumbo said. “He’s up ahead somewhere then.” Bootlicker said. “Probably snacking on a box of crayons waiting for us.” Wanker said, making them all chuckle. “You think he’s a Marine?” Dumbo asked. Wanker shrugged. “Who knows? He rolled down that hill like a big dumb bag of rocks though. That had Marine written all over it. I didn’t expect that little tree to whip that hard. But then,” Wanker chuckled, “neither did he.” “It was a thing of beauty.” Bootlicker said, smiling. “But don’t get cocky. Stay focused. He underestimated us, let his guard down. It won’t happen again. If anything, I expect payback.” “There’s not much further to go, if Holler was right. I don’t think he’ll have time to hit us.” Dumbo said. “You could be right, but let’s expect it anyway.” Bootlicker replied. Wanker groaned. “I wish I had a box of crayons to eat. I’m starving.” Bootlicker patted him on the back. “Don’t worry. Holler knows his shit, we’ll be eating soon I bet.” ****************** “Is that all of them?” Gregory asked, his eyes watching the Private sitting in a chair in the middle of the compound’s courtyard. Gregory was in the tower four stories up with two of his commanders, looking down. “All but three, sir. The squad with the big guy and the little guy are in the wind.” Jackson replied. “Wasn’t that Nancy’s squad?” He asked. “Yes, sir. Can’t reach Nancy on the radio.” Gregory squinted and furrowed his brow. Just who had Collins sent here? These were kids. Nancy was no-contact. Beggar came back injured. Ghost allowed himself to be captured and used as a pack mule. But thank God for that because he might just be one of the only ones to actually get anything in depth in terms of the skill level of these kids. Ghost was friendly, non threatening, engaging and talkative. He was one of the few really likable guys he had. If anyone could get an inside track on these kids, he would. One thing was clear: this Platoon was disciplined and trained for ordinary missions. They operated far above what he’d normally expect from Privates. The 3 man squads were currently hidden in a 180 degree arc around the compound’s perimeter. Like they knew where the compound was from the very start. Like they’d had a plan. And intel, except Gregory knew that wasn’t the program…unless Collins had lied to him, which was unlikely. “Sir, we’ve got a vehicle coming.” “Well this day just keeps getting better. I should charge Collins double.” Gregory said to no one in particular. “Doesn’t look like they’re in the mood to stage a rescue op of their man. Let’s bring them in. The last three will show up eventually. I have a feeling they’re not far away, and watching everything. Take a plate of food to our captive Private. Let’s see if that coaxes them in. If not, round them up. Day’s getting late.” “My pleasure, Sir.” Jackson said before darting down the steps of the tower. “Let’s go see who our guests are, Vince.” Gregory said to the other man as he walked to the steps himself. ******************* “They’re going to see the fire and the smoke.” Weeble said. Sleeper shrugged. “We’re not hard to find.” Sleeper said, watching Zeus field dress the buck they’d killed. They got lucky, finding this buck struggling with his antlers caught in the fork of a tree. “Besides, you want to eat, right?” Weeble’s stomach growled, loud enough for everyone to hear. “I’ll take that as a yes. But first, go do recall. There’s enough here for everyone.” Sleeper continued. Weeble darted off in the direction of the compound to signal the first squad back to their location. One man from that squad would go to the next squad’s position and relay, and so on. Sleeper looked over at their captive. “What channel have they switched to?” He asked for the twentieth time. The man shrugged. “Come on, Nancy. This doesn’t have to be difficult. I just want to make sure my guys get a meal in them, then we’ll all walk into your base like good little soldiers. We’re here, we have no where else to go. We’ll even let you go to report.” Sleeper coaxed the captive who was tied hand and foot. They’d taken no chances and hog tied him. “We know the drill, the enemy has comms, radio silence and a new channel for anything critical. There’s nothing critical now, there is no radio chatter for us to find. We’re all here, right where you wanted us to be. We can’t get intel. But we can radio in and begin negotiations. You guys have the upper hand and we both know your side is only waiting to see what we’ll do. Nice trick putting Assmunch front and center there. But we don’t need to rescue him. None of us are going anywhere except where you want us to be. Game’s up.” Nancy blinked slowly, as if bored. Sleeper sighed. “Look, you get to tell the story however you want to, we won’t say a word. You just got unlucky when we set Weeble on you. You’re the one who made the bad call to let him lead you into Zeus. We all know you didn’t expect us to have the training. You should be mad at your commander for not briefing you properly. You’d have done alright if you’d met up with one of the other squads. And we sincerely appreciate you not going for blood, we know in a real fight we stood no chance.” The lump on Nancy’s cheek was going to turn into an angry bruise. “Zeus got lucky hitting you with Weeble’s ruck like that. For a big guy, he’s got fast reflexes. Sorry about having to drag you, but you were out and we couldn’t carry you and our gear. Come on. We aren’t the enemy.” He watched Nancy’s eyes gaze off, as if lost in thought. Playing the scenarios in his head most likely. Sleeper gave him time. “Get the fire going, Addison. I’ll slice it thin so it cooks faster. We should be able to eat most of it. The rest we’ll bring with us.” Zeus said. Sleeper set to the shavings with his sparker, blowing on the mound when it caught then added dry tinder to the small flames as well as bark and twigs. In less than a minute the flames were big enough to add the smaller branches and wood. Unlike their camp out in the state park, there was no flat slate stone in the area they could use for a cooking surface. “He’s useless Zeus. We should just let him run back home.” Sleeper said. Zeus shrugged. Soon, Weeble came back with Puta and Dimples and they all grabbed chunks of meat from Zeus to hang over the fire. Sleeper took turns feeding Zeus bites as he continued butchering the carcass of the buck. Gradually the other Bravos filtered in and took their place around the fire. Sleeper watched Weeble take a strip of cooked meat over to Nancy who turned his head away when Weeble offered him a bite. Sleeper shook his head. He watched his brothers devour the meat like rabid wolves. “Eat fast. They should be sending out a team to round us up by now. Either that, or they’re going to attack. Let’s not get caught with our pants down. And don’t overload.” Sleeper called out. He really didn’t have to tell them to hurry. Half of them barely chewed the meat before gulping it down. Cellblock spoke up just as he finished his meal. “Let’s just walk in the front door. We’re all bushed, let’s find out what all this is about.” Nancy let out a sarcastic laugh. “You’re tired? After a half day’s walk in the woods?” He grinned. “I can’t wait. This is going to truly suck for you soft little babies.” “Says the man who didn’t carry 45 pounds on his back all day.” Shark pointed out. “45? You don’t even have plates, full mags, a full camelback. You’re babies. Don’t worry. Well show you what tired is.” Nancy retorted. Sleeper traded a look with Cellblock. The first clue. Sleeper gave the handsignal for squad leaders to meet before stepping away. Zeus stood up and held out his field knife with bloody hands to Alaska to finish with the carcass. After the squad leaders were gathered, Cellblock spoke first. “Our guy was pretty talkative. I like him, he’s friendly.” “Did he say what we’re doing here?” Shark asked. “Training. He didn’t say what kind, but he did say it was supposed to toughen us up.” Cellblock answered. “He said today was all about evaluation.” “Which means we fucked up.” Shark said. “We played this wrong by showing our skill level.” MiniHulk nodded. “We’re going to get hit hard.” He took a deep breath and threw his ugly head back. For a guy with almost no neck he seemed to have no trouble moving his blocky caveman head around. Sleeper heard leaves crunching behind him, and he turned to see Bootlicker walking up to the group. “I hope you worked your magic and found us some info, Bootlicker.” Bootlicker grinned. “Oh, I’ve got info. I meant to tell Assmunch but we never got time. I looked through our file in Ulrich’s office.” No one was surprised Bootlicker found his way into the Training Regiment Commander’s office. “We have a file?” Cellblock said with suspicion. “Yes. You’re not going to like it though.” Bootlicker replied. “Fuck. I wish Assmunch was here.” Sleeper said. “What’s the file?” He said with surrender in his voice. “We’re part of a Pentagon test program.” Bootlicker said. “What kind of program?” Cellblock asked. “Homo’s in the military.” Bootlicker said with a matter of fact tone. Cellblock looked at Shark, MiniHulk, Zeus and Sleeper. “But we’re not homos.” He said it casually, as if it was just another basic fact, unbothered by the implication or the association. “Charlies are in the program too. I didn’t see anything on the Alphas or Deltas, but it wouldn’t take a genius to figure out they’re in the program, we were all together in Germany. I guess since it was just Bravos and Charlies in the Airborne Course they only gave Ulrich information on us.” Bootlicker continued, ignoring Cellblock. “Major Collins is running the program.” “Fuck me.” Sleeper breathed out. “You’re in the right Platoon for that, apparently.” Shark said with a chuckle. “Did the file say how many of us are gay?” “No. But we know Puta is. Maybe Wanker, and Troll sure likes getting Wanker to suck his dick. It doesn’t matter.” Bootlicker answered. Cellblock nodded. “Yeah, that’s not the real problem. What if we get known as the Homo Platoon? Who knows about this, Bootlicker?” “Program is Classified, but not Top Secret. So not many, and it’s definitely not general knowledge.” Bootlicker explained. “Probably just command.” Cellblock hissed. “Bootlicker… you looked at Classified documents? And now you’re telling us? We’ll all hang for this.” He said in a whisper. “Then you better not tell anyone.” Bootlicker said with a grin. “And why are you whispering?” “Because I don’t want to go to jail, fuckwad. And we have to tell Assmunch!” Cellblock argued in a heated whisper. “No one’s going to jail, Cellblock. Relax. Man, you’re way too uptight.” Bootlicker replied. “Yeah, Assmunch will know what to do.” Shark said. “I don’t like that we could get a reputation. Some of us are set on re-upping. I have to do eight to get the G.I. Bill stuff they promised.” “Me too.” Cellblock said. “What do you think about this, Sleeper?” MiniHulk asked. “I…”. Sleeper paused. In truth, he didn’t know how he felt. He didn’t care about the program. Or rather, he didn’t care that it was a study of Homosexuals in the Military. He actually liked the training and getting to hang out and work with the Bravos. But he knew he didn’t have a future in the military so any reputation or career roadblock wasn’t a threat for him like it was for the Bravos. Their nervousness was understandable. What would Assmunch do? “This is what we signed up for.” He began. “We all volunteered for this.” Cellblock interrupted. “I wouldn’t have if they told me what it was for.” Sleeper held up a hand. “Doesn’t matter Quincy. It’s a done deal, you can’t back out. Actually, I don’t know about that, we probably could back out, if we were willing to let Collins know that we know about the study program. But that would mean we had info we shouldn’t have. The Major seems like a good guy, but he’s career military and someone will get punished for this. If it’s us, we’ll probably just be booted. So I don’t see that as an option. We’re stuck for now, right?” “I guess.” Cellblock answered. Shark nodded while MiniHulk just shrugged. Sleeper continued. “Second, we’re getting training NONE of us would be getting if we weren’t in the program. And C, I don’t know about you guys, but I love the Bravos. I love being here, I love going through this with all of you. I don’t want to be anywhere else. Number four - they probably offered this to plenty other troops, we’re the ones who said yes, and while some of us were selected because of being gay, we don’t know who that is, or if we have any others besides Puta. Which means no one else will know either, especially because it’s Classified. Once they’re done with the program and get what they need, our file will go into a drawer in an unlabeled filing cabinet in the basement of the Pentagon and no one will look at anything but the report conclusions ever again.” Bootlicker nodded. “I don’t think our selection was random. Usually studies have control groups and test groups, and I don’t think we’re a control group. Maybe the Alphas and Deltas are the control, maybe regular Army is the control, who knows? The file didn’t lay out how the study was created, just the purpose. It’s probably just a basic briefing for Ulrich and the inclusive file is in Collins’ hands. And we aren’t mentioned specifically by name so Ulrich doesn’t even know which of us is gay, just that some of us COULD be. Ulrich did have a bunch of information on our comings and goings, performance at Airborne, how we interact with each other, fights, arguments, how Assmunch usually resolves everything or tasks us. The cadre loved us, by the way. Called us ‘dedicated soldiers’. The best part? We’re slotted for Ranger School.” Sleeper held his hands up as if to say ‘See? I’m right.’ “Are you going to tell Wanker, Bootlicker?” Shark asked. “Did the file say how he’s been sucking dick and taking it up the ass?” “Nah.” Bootlicker said. “I told him it doesn’t matter if everyone’s cool with it, he can’t be open about it. So he’s been careful, which is what I’m training him for. Our activities are secret ops, and that includes his extra-curricular activities. He doesn’t need to know about the program. No one but us and Assmunch needs to know. We don’t need anyone fucking up and letting it slip. We need to play this smart, ride it out and see where it takes us. If THEY know that WE know they’ll either drop us back into the regular ranks of infantry, or send us all back where we came from.” Cellblock reluctantly nodded. Shark seemed to be giving it some thought. “We don’t really have a lot of choices here.” Sleeper said. “Do you think Weeble’s gay?” Shark asked. “Why? You want some of that?” MiniHulk said with a smile. Shark laughed. “Not into dudes, you ugly fuck. No, just wondering about that guy that came for our graduation. They seemed pretty tight.” Sleeper sighed. “Let’s not go around trying to figure out who’s gay. If anyone is, let them keep their secret. All of us have stuff we want to keep private, at least for now. We’ll know when they want us to know. It’s not going to change anything, I’m not going to treat anyone differently, just like whatever Wanker does isn’t a problem as long as it doesn’t fuck with what we need to do and it doesn’t pull us down. We don’t know even a little bit of whatever Bootlicker and Wanker get up to, which is their secret to keep unless they want to tell us. So same thing goes for any other secret we might have. That’s our plan. And Bravo business stays Bravo business, agreed?” “Yeah, Brotherhood matters stay in the Brotherhood.” Cellblock agreed. “You’re right.” Shark said. “It’s not a big deal, we can’t do anything about it, and it’s a Bravo thing besides. If it needs to change, Assmunch will help us figure it out.” MiniHulk nodded. “Bravos for life. I feel like the minute I was put with you guys being in the Army just made sense. I love the shit we do, I love doing it with you guys.” “We’re not gonna have a group hug, are we? You bunch of homos.” Shark said, making everyone laugh. “Zeus, you good? Need to add anything.” Sleeper asked. “No, Sleeper. I’m good.” Zeus answered with his usual flat lack of emotion. Which meant he didn’t have a problem with any of it. Zeus wasn’t usually in on the squad leader meetings but he needed to get used to giving input. One on one with Sleeper Zeus didn’t have an issue with speaking up. But when the Bravos were present, he rarely spoke. Sleeper understood now that it was a confidence thing. Zeus didn’t feel like he had anything important to contribute, and that the rest of the Bravos usually covered everything he would say anyway. And, he was happy doing whatever the others decided. If he didn’t like it, he would simply not do it, like drinking alcohol or being stupid. “Okay, so once everyone is done eating, we load up and walk in the front door?” Sleeper moved forward. “Yeah, what else we gonna do?” Cellblock answered. “May as well get this punishment suck started.” Shark replied. MiniHulk nodded. “Not really much choice, is there?” They made their way back to the other Bravos who were slowing down on the deer meat. “What’s the plan?” Troll asked. A voice from someone hidden in the woods nearby called out. “The plan is you all go back to your families in box with a flag draped on it. You fucking stupid morons! You’re all dead. Where’s your perimeter guard?” A figure stepped out from behind a thick oak. “Sarge? What are you doing here?” Sleeper called out. The scowl on his face deepened as he watched the Bravos scramble to their feet and assume parade rest. “At least you haven’t forgotten THAT.” Sergeant Walker growled as he walked up. “You disappoint me, men. I thought I hammered it deep enough into your empty skulls that YOU DON’T FUCKING ENCAMP WITHOUT SETTING A WATCH! No fucking wonder they flew me across an entire… FUCKING … ocean to babysit you ugly useless pieces of shit. I wouldn’t allow any of you to exist on the bottom of my fucking boots. What a SPECTACULAR waste of my time and of the Army’s money. Your fathers should have jacked off into the fucking toilet and flushed all of you into a septic tank. What the fuck did I do to deserve this?” “We -“ Sleeper started. “DID I ASK YOU A QUESTION, GRUNT?” Sarge trotted up to within an inch of Sleeper and screamed into his face, coating it with a liberal amount of spittle. “WHO THE FUCK DO YOU THINK YOU ARE DEAD MEN DON’T SPEAK YOU SHUT YOUR FUCKING DICKHOLE OR SO HELP ME GOD I WILL SHOVE MY BOOT DOWN YOUR FUCKING THROAT!” Sarge was driving himself up into a frenzied rage, and all of them knew what that meant. On the first circuit around the compound they saw Sarge helping himself to some of the deer meat, cooking it on a branch over the flames. On the second circuit around the compound they saw him sitting with Assmunch talking, and the deer carcass was gone. After the third time around Assmunch waved them over and they did fifty burpees and fifty mountain climbers, which ended them. “Set up camp.” Sarge ordered. “Here? But this is -“ Bootlicker tried to stop Wanker, but wasn’t fast enough. “YOU PICKED THIS GODFORSAKEN POSITION! AROUND THE COMPOUND THREE TIMES. Get the fuck out of my sight.” Sarge screamed. As the Bravos stumbled away for another brutal run you could hear Wanker taking a load of abuse. No one spoke when they returned and immediately began setting up camp. The location was definitely not suitable for camp. It was on a slope, the small clearing wasn’t large enough and the trees too close together, the ground was uneven, and there were way too many blind spots. Only groans could be heard, along with grunts of effort. Assmunch tasked three at time to walk the perimeter and keep watch. The sun had set by the time they were through and only the fire provided light for them to see. The temperature was dropping with every minute. “Grab some water and sit down. Class starts now.” Sarge said. When everyone was settled, he continued. “Private Brickmann, distribute the handbooks.” Each of them received a RANGER’S HANDBOOK. “This is your bible. You will memorize the Ranger Creed tonight. Each of you will recite the Creed by memory before you sleep. Private Brickmann, read it out loud. After you finish, you’ll begin Montelongo.” They took out their flashlights and opened their handbooks. They would get no sleep that night