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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.

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.

Nicholas sat in his car a block from the trailer part working up his nerve. It was either this or marry that bitch Gwen and Gwen, who thought she had him by the balls, was thin and flat chested. She had a face that looked like she had been chasing parked cars and repeatedly smashed it into the bumper out of sheer stupidity. She had also flat out said she would do everything she could to make his life as miserable as possible just for the entertainment value of it. They had hated each other since childhood and it had only gotten worse when circumstances made it look like they would be forced to marry Nick had one alternative but only if he kept a secret only he knew. It all depended on the man he had finally tracked down to this trailer park. The mans name was Tex ***** Tex felt better today. He had been ill for two days with flu like symptoms “The Bug Flu probably” he thought “If so I’m already toxic to others” Tex was in his early 50s though you could not tell from his body or his face. Most people would guess 35 tops. His skin was the color of coffee with just enough cream in it thanks to his mother. She was an exotic Egyptian woman his Dad had met while in the army stationed in Europe Their marriage had not lasted, mostly ecause his mother had a very low tolerance for bullshit. She lived in Paris now and her current boyfriend was 15 years younger than Tex himself. Go mom He had gotten the blue eyes and straight black hair from his dad he also got his tall well muscled 6 foot frae and light body hair from the man. He had never seen his dad naked so he had no idea which side had granted him the ten inch, thick monster between his legs he jokingly called “Tex Junior” He was usually a total top but he had finally given in to his friend Zeke’s repeated requests to poz him. He knew Zeke from his earliest days in the bathhouse. You had met years ago on what had been the first visit there for both men. They had shared a couple bottoms that night and become friends whenever they saw each other on future visits. Every time they saw each other Zeke had said he would love to poz him “Not tonight my friend” Tex would laugh Tex had watched Zeke gradually develop that demon-like persona and had honestly worried about kos friends sanity until Tommy had come along and rescued him from his own darkness. Each time they met after that Zeke would tell him about his latest adventures with the beautiful young man Three weeks ago he and Zeke had been watching Zeke’s two life partners, Tommy and Red poz a couple twinks and it looked like so much fun. Tex had surprised himself by saying “You ready for that crack at my ass you been wanting for so long Zeke?” “Any time, any place Tex” Zeke said perking up *********************** “Finall-fucking-ly” Gabriel said from behind Tex’s eyes. Only one being on this planet could hear him “We have been pushing these two to fuck for years” Ezekiel agreed “This is going to be good" It was the first time they had ever gotten two of their major agents together this way in a century and they loved how it felt to have sex on both the higher and lower planes at the same time. They could only do that with major agents they had discover in the distant past Just like Ezekiel used Zeke to change people’s life paths Gabriel used Tex, Neither human knew how seemingly random things they had done had saved someone from a future of misery or even saved the world Gabriel and Zeke flowed into each other almost merging completely in their higher form of sex as their agents approached each other *********************** “What made you change your mind?” Zeke asked “It just seems like the right thing to do tonight, how do you want me?” Tex responded a bit nervously. Zeke was every bit as hung as he was Surprisingly Zeke leaned in to kiss him and they made out against the wall for a while. That caught people’s attention. Zeke never kissed anyone but his life partners in the bathhouse Tommy and Red just smiled and winked at each other. They knew Tex was special to Zeke Zeke broke off the kiss and finally answered “Your choice my friend. You are not just some random guy I am pozzing for the fun of it. You mean a lot to me” I think on my side on the couch here would be easiest” Indicating the throne like couch Zeke and his men reigned from “Go easy on my buddy I have not been fucked in years” Zeke lay down and stretched out holding his arms open as Tex joined him. They made out for a while longer then Tex said “I’m ready” and rolled over He grit his teeth as Zeke worked his way in as gently as he could. After a few moments Tex started to enjoy the feeling of fullness and even squeezed Zeke inside of him “It feels even better than I thought it would when you do that “Zeke groaned as he began sliding in and out Tex felt long thin fingers circle his nipples then gently pinch and groaned himself. His cock stuck straight out and it dripped precum onto the couch They didn’t last long, Soon Zeke’s breath came in ragged gasps as Tex ground back into him and as he felt Zeke’s toxic cum fill his insides his cock shot off sending cum spewing across the room Zeke rolled him back over and they made out again for a while. It had been incredible and special for both f them *********************** As the two humans came Gabriel and Ezekiel literally exploded as their higher orgasm blew them away from each other seconds before they merged completely/. The pieces of each of them flowed back together and they stood panting though they had no actual need to breathe They came back together and held each other floating in mid air kissing like humans That had been the ultimate expression of the love they had felt since the precursors of Man had evolved the ability to feel the emotion over a million years ago “Lets not wait another century to do that again” Gabriel said “Truly, though I don’t think we should ever get these two together again. They both have to much to do to get hung up on each other” “I know” Gabriel said then a possible future caught his attention “Hey look at this and especially look at HIM, He has all the prerequisites to be yonr of your major agents and he has almost as much potential as your Zeke does” “Yeah, I have lost a few major agents lately, They all pass eventually. If I take him on and we nudge here and here we should be able to…” Ezekiel said “He’s not going to like it at first but his other choices are much worse for him. It’s one of those “for his own good” situations” “We have never managed to get two of our major agents together like that but look what they can accomplish and think of all the times we can repeat today!” Gabriel said That decided Ezekiel, He leaped behind the eyes of the guy they were looking at and made the minor changes inside making him a major agent. He already had hundreds of thousands of them around the world and he could be in all of them at the same time with no problem The man’s name was Nicholas *********************** Nicholas still sat in his car. This was crazy! He couldn’t do this! For one thing he was straight! What id Tex wanted to… and he would have to,,, in a very real way he would be putting himself ay Tex’s mercy if he did this. And then there was that final secret. The other option was Gwen though, At least there was a chance Tex was a good person That decided him He got out of the car and knocked on the trailer door and knocked ***** Tex had showered and made breakfast. He planned to walk the three blocks to the park and cruise a bit. He was horny after two days being sick and not getting off He slipped into his walking shorts s which kept him from getting arrested but did very little else, they were so tight, when he heard a knock on his door The man standing outside looked like he was in his mid to late 20s, He had green eyes, reddish brown hair in tight curls that suggested a mixed heritage despite his pale creamy skin. He was about five foot seven, stocky and fit. To put it succinctly he was the type of man Tex liked from his head to his toes He looked familiar. “I must have hooked up with him before” Tex thought and he unconsciously ran a hand over his bulge adjusting himself The man blanched then swallowed and said “Tex?” “Yeah, when did we hook up and remind me what your name is gorgeous. I’m glad you came back for more” Tex said and this time the grope was deliberate “Umm we have never hooked up since I have not seen you since I was about 8. I’m Sarah Peter's boy, Nicholas” Nick said Tex stopped rubbing his bulge and said “That would be the reason you look familiar. You look just like her on the face. You may as well come on in I’m sure you came here for a reason” he stepped back and let Nick pass “I think you were about 8 the last time I visited home. How is Sarah?” “She died in a car crash last year along with my dad” Nick said “I’m truly sorry to hear that” Tex said simply “So what can I do for you?” Tex said as they sat in the living room. He never would have guessed the answer to that question in a million years “You can marry me and come live with me” Nick said and he sounded serious “Ummmm, what?” Tex stammered “You can marry me and come live with me” Nick said again “Look, let me explain. First of all Your father was an asshole. No offense but he was” “No argument there” Tex agreed :He harassed my mother till the day he died but she never gave him the time of day. His house was next door to us” Nick said “I know, I spent my teen years there. It’s how I know your mom” Tex said “He used to watch her by the pool out his window and I swear he was masturbating. He always told me I should have been his son. Talk about creeping a kid out… just ewwww." Nick shuddered "Anyway since he could not have my mom he decided to ruin my life. In his will he left me everything but only if I marry someone descended from him by my 30the birthday. That's three months from now. I have to stay married to that person for 15 years. If they divorce me it’s all off. He made the will before gay marriage and so he thought my only choice would be your niece Gwen” “She is a little bitch isn’t she? Just like her mom” Tex said “So this is all about money? Are you really that hard up?” “Hardly” Nick said dryly “I started a company with some friends pf mine in by first year in college. It uses your genetics to tell you your ancestry, You have probably heard of it, I am a millionaire many times over” Nick said “Then why?” Tex asked “It’s what happens to all that money if I don't, Your dad was very well off, Probably one of the richest men in the country, All that stock he bought in that fruity computer company and other investments. Anyway if the money does not go t me and the person I marry it will get rolled into a political action pact and will only support the most rabid right wing politicians who want to set our country back socially 60 years, It will literally be used to push for every form of discrimination possible on the local, state and federal levels, Like I said your dad was an asshole” Nick said in disgust “I am totally straight but you are my only choice other than Gwen and she will delight in making me wish I had never been born for the next 15 years. She has flat out said so. I'm also sure she would divorce me at 14 years 11 months out of spite. On the bright side if I don’t marry her she will probably end up scrubbing toilets” Nick said smiling faintly at that thought “So, a gorgeous straight boy walks into my house and asks me to marry him. He has to do what I tell him if I do because if not I can just divorce him and wreck the country. Is that pretty much it? Tex asked Nick nodded Tex thought about it and found he had strong feelings about marriage, “This is important to me, Marriage I mean though I never met anyone I wanted to marry. I won’t marry someone I don’t think I can love and there needs to be at least a possibility that they love me back. If I marry someone we are going to sleep in the same bed every night and I’m going to fuck them probably every night. I might have HIV due to recent events. There is a pretty damn strong chance of it, I don’t bottom, I don’t play safe and I will never pull out so anyone in that situation will get infected most likely. If you can live with all that I am willing to try” Nick swallowed. He hadn’t counted on the HIV thing but even that was better than Gwen. “I will do my best to satisfy you and there is a possibility I could grow to love you. Love is not dependent on sexuality though it helps, I would ask that you be patient with me, I am a virgin when it comes to sex with a man. Oh and I have been told I snore” Nick said Then come sit on my lap and let me see how you kiss boy” Tex said Nick sighed and did what he was told kissing Tez was not that bad actually and he had done everything he could to avoid it Though it was slightly unethical he had even checked the genetic database his company had amassed looking for unknown love child of Tex’s Dad, He used Gwen/s DNA to run the search. She had used his company He had found one match but it was impossible to marry that person He had known since he had founded the company that the man he thought of as his dad was not his actual dad, He was from pure European stock, There was way to much north eastern African in his genetic makeup that didn’t come from his pure European mother either Nick was kissing his own father right now and no one could ever know *************************************************************************************** This has been bouncing around in my head for a while. Let me know what you think! Scanbu

I have just seen a really good buddy. He just left a few minutes ago. We have known each other about 12 years and he is a good reliable buddy. And while we both go out and meet guys either for casual sex or looking for relationships, somehow bubbling along underneath our friendship just keeps going. And I wanted to share it with you because it's really good and worthy trying yourself. We met 12 years ago, as I mentioned, and realised pretty quickly that we were not really suited to each other. I am a big chunky English guy and I like hairy guys, the more rough the better, inked is good and I love a big ass and tree trunk legs. My buddy is a slim good-looking Indonesian who likes smooth muscular twunks. So really, we were never going to hit it off EXCEPT we found out we are both poz, and that kind of drew us together. Not long after we met I ended up giving him a blow job ... okay we were horny and desperate. And at that time we noticed something else ...... my buddy found out I could suck him off really well and I discovered my buddy has the most delicious cum I've ever tasted, sweet and creamy and poz. And that's how it started ..... we're poz buddies who sort each other out from time to time and then enjoy a drink, a chat and that's it! So today was a good example. We're both a bit stressed out by work and day-to-day stuff but we both were feeling horny. About 2 o'clock this afternoon I begun to wonder if my buddy would enjoy a session. Then about 30 minutes later I get a message 'U home?' which I know is shorthand for 'I am home and horny. Want to blow me?' I replied 'This evening?' and he promptly sent '8?' and I sent thumbs up. That's all that's needed. So I showered, got dressed into a polo shirt and jeans, closed the living room curtains, checked the poppers, got a cum-rag out, and looked out a new piece porn for my buddy. Now that's a key element. I know exactly what kimd of porn likes (by now) ..... got to be bareback, preferably a creampie or two, certainly smooth muscular twunks and lots of noise - he likes verbal. As it turned 8, I undid the latch on the front door, started the porn (getting the sound level right helps) and waited. Very shortly the door opened and in he came. Very little was said. I asked if he needed poppers - that was it. He took off his trainers and track suit bottoms (no underwear), rolled up his t-shirt. I knelt and took his tasty little cock in my mouth and worked him into a nice hard curved erection. I occasionally brushed his balls. His cock always tastes good. It's got a nice little mushroom head and I can flick it with my tongue as well as swallow down to his shaved pubes. I had my cock out too and started to masturbate. I knew there was a good creampie about 10 plus minutes into the film and there was another one about 10 minutes after that. So it all depended on how horny he was ........ I can always feel him getting close. His cock swells and hardens and he starts saying things like 'You want my poz seed?' or 'It's all yours' and as he gets nearer the point of no return 'You want to drink all my poz cum?' or 'Don't waste my poz sperm. Drink it all up' and I'm making noises that yes I really want to chug all that beautiful poz seed right down. And then I can feel his cock pulse as he starts to fill my mouth and man it tastes so good and I'm not letting any of it escape. I'm clamped around his cock until the pulses slow and I lift my head slowly and release the mushroom head, savour the sweet creamy poz goodness in my mouth and swallow it right down. My buddy usually keeps his eyes closed as the last shudders of his orgasm work through his body. I have often cum by now and initially I came on his feet and once on his trainers, but that was not appreciated so nowadays I try to aim away and spray my juice onto the wooden floor or into my hand. He cleans up (mainly my jizz) and leaves the sticky towel on the floor. I put the poppers in the freezer and get us both a soft drink and we sit and chat for about half an hour. Simple conversation. How's work going? Problems with builders or filling in tax forms. Then he zips up and we thank each other - I usually thank him for the delicious mouthful. Off he goes until the next time he needs a good blowjob. It's very uncomplicated and simple. He gets a blowjob from someone who really appreciates and enjoys the fact that he's poz and I get to suck cock (always good) and swallow a mouthful of the most delicious semen I've ever tasted! Win, win.

Mmm be careful of those false "yes's" , you just never know when they might cum along and bite you in the bum

Great story and well-written. Thank you for such a great fantasy.

1. You said "After being told in the beginning just one jab and we' ll be through this" now is your 'measles vaccine' what told you . . . 2. All viruses mutate. Some like the influenza virus do so very fast, that’s why we get a new flu vaccine every year. Or is the influenza also man made?

That's a lie. We were told - up front - when the first vaccine was released that it would take a minimum of two doses to provide efficacy against the virus AS IT EXISTED AT THAT POINT (and I recall very early discussions that boosters might be needed). Anyone who's got even a passing familiarity with viral vaccines knows that viruses mutate and that boosters and reformulated vaccines are frequently necessary. They don't tell you to get a flu shot and never worry about it again. It may be true that science didn't anticipate just how adept this particular coronavirus (SARS-CoV-2) would be, and how frequently we might need boosters. But that doesn't change the fact that (a) the vaccines work, both to prevent most infections and to make those that "break through" much milder, (b) the vaccines are relatively safe, with mostly mild side effects, and (c) they're still (along with social distancing and mask wearing) one of the best ways to help curb transmission.

I sucked my first cock at 88. It's amazing how much I can do with my mouth, hands, tongue, and ass. They are not age restricted and provide great pleasure to me and my partner for the day. If I had not had prostate cancer, I would be fucking male assholes! I know males at 93, that still actively fuck! And yes, we fuck and suck men who are younger than me, some much younger. Cocks have no problems with age. They just want to ejaculate!! Have fun!!

Very similar for me. After wearing speedos to swim team and watching boys in Birdwell Beach Britches knew it got me excited. I found a pair of nylon tricot shorts in my attic and started rubbing until suddenly my dick was dry spasming and it was too intense to continue. First orgasm, had to wait a bit for puberty.

Took 7 loads. I swallowed 3 and 4 up the ass. And I think I gave 8. This weekend is certain to up both numbers.

Brian hung up the phone and he was pissed. He began cleaning out all of Jeff's stuff including his toys and put them in an rubbish bag and placed it outside his front door and texted Jeff. Brian left and had to go into work. He got there about 10 minutes before the store opened. Coty was there already setting up the store to open. "Everything ok boss. You look upset.", Coty asked as he followed Brian to the back of the store. "Yeah Jeff left me that fucking slut." he said "Oh shit. I am sorry to hear that. I never liked him in the first place." Coty said "yeah cause you always to be him", Brian joked" "yes I did and now maybe i can", coty said rubbing Brians cock thru his spandex shorts that he was wearing. Even when not hard it stood out cause Brian's 9" meat couldnt be hidden very well. "Cmon i know what will make you feel good. I want to make you feel good."Coty said pulling down his shorts and going on his knees and sucking his huge meat He gave Brian a nice bj then stood up pulled down his shorts and thong and put his ass at his cock. "Cmon give it to me Daddy. Its been a few weeks since you fucked me...please i want your seed in me", Coty begged Brian pushed into Coty and pushed his back down. Brian loved Cotys ass too. It was almost as good as Jeffs but not as tight even though Coty was a little more petite than Jeff but probably cause of all the cock he took. Brian started fucking Coty hard thinking of Jeff. He began to ram into Coty hard not caring if he hurt him. "Ahhhhh.....fuck", Coty moaned trying to push Brian back a bit against his thigh. Brian pushed his hand away and started to ram even harder. Coty couldnt move and just accepted the ramming. It hurt but it also felt good. Brian was going deep into him passed his second hole. "OHHHhh fuck me please. Give me your seed please.....ohhhhh fuck" Coty moaned After another minute of fucking Brian moaned loud and rammmed into Coty and held his hips as he shot a huge load into Coty. The he started to push back into him pushing his load deep. After he stopped and pulled out of Coty. There was a tinge of pink. Coty turned around and licked him clean. "Now can i move in? " Coty said smiling as he sucked Brians cock.

Beards. The longer and scraggly the more of a turn off. Also really long hair. Hate it hanging in my face when I bottom.

A day ago.... Back at the bar Aaron and Daddy Brian started to drink and talk. Brain moved his chair closer to Aaron. "So how long have you been in nursing school", Brian asked "About 6 months just like Jeff", he said nervously sipping his drink "Relax, i don't bite. I like to make others feel good", Brian said smiling "You do, you mean like Jeff", he asked "Yes. I make him feel very good, He loves what i do to him", Brian said as a matter of fact "Like pozzing him", Aaron asked "Yes like pozzing him. He was unsure but in the end he wanted it. He actually begged me for it. And now he is happy", Brian said Brian went on to explain how it freed Jeff to have sex bareback with anyone and to take in all the pleasure in the moment. To truly explore his body, and know his body and get great pleasure from it. And that he was born to be a cumdump whore. Brian could see Aaron listening intently. Brian reached over under the table and put his hand on his leg. Aaron jumped a bit and then calmed dawn. Brian's hand was large and warm and was caressing his leg. Aaron blushed a bit. "He begged for it? Really? Why would he?", Aaron asked "Because he wanted to be free. To have sex bare and not worry anymore. But the main reason why is he begged for it was to give himself to me. To have me own him, to mark him with my dna. He wanted to give himself, his body and soul to me. That is how intimate it is to take someones POZ load knowingly", Brian explained He could see Aaron aroused and his mind wandering. "I cant believe anyone would want to get HIV. I know i dont", Aaron said Brain moved his hand up to place it near Aaron's cock. It was hard and bulging thru this scrubs. "You sure you dont want it? Something tells me different", Brian said and grabbed Aaron's rock hard cock Aaron let out a light moan and partially closed his eyes. "Yes I think someone really wants it. To get fucked bare and give himself to me. To take my strain in him and get marked forever. To get pregnant", Brian said As he was talking he felt Aaron's cock pulse. "No, i dont, its just been a while and i am horny and your kind of hot", Aaron said defensively. "Its ok if you want to. Even Jeff fought it for a long time but when he gave in he was so happy. You saw how happy he was to leave with Will who also is Poz", Brain said now stroking Aaron's cock under the table. He felt a wet spot on his hand as he knew Aaron was leaking. Aaron was so aroused and his head was spinning. How could he be so aroused and horny with the thought of taking a poz load. "HI Aaron", said another you guys around AArons age. "Oh hi Bart. How are you?", Aaron said "I am doing good. You finished with classes today", Bart asked "Yes just grabbing a drink with a friend. Brian introduced himself and they shook. Bart could see Brian's other hand on Aarons leg. "Yeah i see. Well some of us are going to the bar down the road and wanted to see if you wanted to join us but looks like you are having fun here. " he said smiling. "Oh no not at all. Actually i will join you and be there in a bit", Aaron said Bart look puzzled and said ok meet you there. Aaron stood up and put money on the table. "Thank you Brian for talking with me but i really need to go", Aaron said "Need to or want to", Brian said raising his hand that was on Aarons cock and showing how wet it was with precum. "I need to. I better go", Aaron said "Well have a good time." Brian said and put his fingers wet with Aaron's precum to his mouth and sucked them clean. "Yummm. Too bad we could have had a lot more fun tonight", Brian said Aaron looked at him with lust and said goodbye and walked away.

I have been bicurious my entire life, but I was only ever really interested in girls until my early 20s. I always had a girlfriend, but when she and I split, I started exploring my curious side. I started watching gay porn, and soon I found myself more interested in guy on guy videos than with a woman involved. I never really acted on the impulse and probably pissed off a few guys on Grindr during my experiental stage, but I never did meet up with another man. It was just dirty talk and gay porn. One thing in particular though was bareback videos, I really enjoyed watching them. It was probably due to always wearing a condom with girlfriends and one night stands in the past, but getting fucked by another man looked so raw and risky that I found it extremely hot. I would watch some guy getting fucked on the screen by a group of guys, and always wondered what it would feel like to have cum shoot up my ass. Could I actually feel a man cumming inside me, or would it just get really wet? I desperately wanted to feel it, but after a quick and scary search on STIs on google, I knew I would probably never have the courage to actually go do it. That left having a relationship with a guy, but truthfully my gay feelings leaned more towards the more carnal side and I really didn’t want any of the baggage that comes with a relationship. One night I was jerking off watching a video showing a cum dripping hole getting bounded in a gangbang. Fuck it was hot, there were multiple men all jerking their cocks waiting to fuck this guy who had barely any time to breath around the cocks invading his mouth. I watched a hairy chub add his load to the others before navigating away fom the page, browsing through other videos, the more riskier the better. Finally my eyes fell upon a video called poz me up, and the thumbnail showed a guy with a biohazard tattoo. It was incredible, the perfect POV where the bottom was fiming, and the video started with the top fisting his cock making the bottom beg for his load. The top then spit on his cock and viciously rammed it inside the bottom’s ass and started thrusting deep. I jerked my cock furiously as I watched the video unfold. This young man, with his legs high in the air, moaned as he took the hung cock in his ass. The top started vocally anouncing he was about to cum and the bottom cried out begging for the charged load. I groaned as I shot cum all over my stomach watching the top’s cock suddenly have a white foaming coating that was growing with every thrust. I felt a rush of euphoria imaging myself holding the camera and I took some of my cum from my stomach and started smearing it on my hole. I pushed it inside with a finger as I watched the top slide his cock out. As I massaged my hole with my own cum, for a brief moment I admit, I wanted to take a charged load, I was jerking off almost constanly afterwards to bareback videos, always listening to the bottom’s moans as they were getting pounded, and one night I just had enough. I wanted to get fucked, and I was horny enough that I didn’t really care by whom, I just needed my cherry popped. After about 5 minutes on Grindr I signed out and I googled the city I was in, and gay entertainment. Almost immediately an advertisement came up for a sex party that was happening that night in the local bathhouse. I was intrigued, and GPS told me it was only about 15 miles away. I pulled out on the street, following the directions on my phone to the bathhouse, and about 10 minutes later I made the last turn onto the street. Driving past there were only regular store fronts, so I parked my vehicle on a side street and ducked around into the back alley. Sure enough I could see a number of men smoking in front of a nondescript doorway leading inside of a building. Taking a deep breath to steady my nerves, I walked towards the doorway, turned the door knob, and stepped inside. There was a long staircase leading up which I ascended slowly feeling my hesititation building. As I got to the top, I came to a teller sitting behind a window next to a closed door on her phone. “$21 please.” he said boredom creeping around his voice. I quickly paid and stepped through the door, accepting a towel, combination to a locker, and a condom from the teller. I walked into the locker room, and quickly undressed. There were a couple of men hanging around, one completely naked and my eyes went to his semi erect cock. It looked to be around 7 inches, thick, and uncut. I wanted to go over there and suck it, but was nervous and decided to do some exploring first. The place was quite busy, and I could hear the sounds of sex coming from doorways as I walked down the hallway. Quick glances inside would show guys bent over getting pounded by other men, and their moans created a chorus as I walked past. This was really happening, I was in a bath house surrounded by gay men, and I was only wearing a towel. My cock already started to get hard in nervous anticipation. I could start to feel eyes upon me, and I swallowed my nervousness hoping I didn’t stand out like a sore thumb. I entered a main room full of men talking, it looked like a social area and I wondered how to break the ice. I have never been to this club, but judging from this crowd, tonight’s party seemed to have a large turn out. I started to turn towards the bar when saw a cock sticking out of the wall in an adjacent hallway full of guys. It was a big cut cock sticking out of a gloryhole awaiting attention, and now I couldn’t resist myself. I walked over, knelt down, took it into my mouth, and started sucking it eagerly. I rolled my tongue around its head before relaxing my throat and taking as much of it as I could before gagging. I coughed a little and refocussed on its head, sucking its tip feeling the owner flinch at the sensation. This was the first cock I had ever sucked and I started stroking as I knew I liked it while my mouth focused on its head. Suddenly I felt hands on the back of my head pushing me deeper onto the cock and I fought the urge to gag. The cock started thrusting down my throat, and I was held in place by whoever was behind me. Soon I could hear the guy grunt on the other side of the wall and his cock swelled in my mouth. He thrust it forward and started pouring cum straight down the back of my throat. I had only tasted my own cum before, and this man’s was no different. A slightly salty and coppery taste, but delicious nonetheless. Mercifully the hands left the back of my head and I was able to back away from the gloryhole, slipping the cock out of my mouth feeling it drain cum in my mouth as I withdrew. “You’re a good little cocksucker aren’t you?” a guy said walking up to me and jerking his cock. My first taste to cum made me want it even more, and I could feel my cock straining beneath my towel. I opened my mouth showing him the cum left in my mouth before swallowing it, “I do want more.” I informed him. His answer was to take me by the back of the head and feed his cock into my mouth. I let him face fuck me till I put my hand on his shaft and start stroking him and swirling my tongue over its tip. Another guy came up to my left presenting his cock, and I took it in my other hand while I continued to suck the first man. I alternated my mouth to the newcomer’s cock and felt someone pull my towel away, and a finger started probing my ass. I obediently spread my legs and came up of my knees presenting my hole to the stranger, and he massaged it while pushing against my sphincter causing a little bit of pain. “You’re tight.” came his voice from behind me. I took a cock out of my mouth long enough to mumble back, “I’ve never been fucked before.” “Virgin bottom?” the guy who’s dick I was sucking on asked, “I take it you’re here to change that?” “Mmm hmm...” I said around his cock in my mouth as butterflies started to form in my stomach. “Lets go then.” he said and he took his cock out of my mouth and started walking further down the hallway. I followed him, weaving around the gathered men, and nervously stared at his nude backside suddenly realizing I had left my condom back at the gloryhole. It didnt look like he had one either, and I suddenly felt certain he was planning on not wearing one. Holy fuck this was risky, but my nervousness was also lined with anticipation, I wanted this bad, and I stayed close to him as he turned a corner and opened a door. He led me into a room that had a bed in the corner and a sex swing in the middle. He started to push me towards the bed before stopping. “You wanna try the swing tonight?” I felt a quiver of fear move up my spine. Random men, complete strangers, was this what I truly wanted? If he put me in the swing more men might fuck me, and my mind went to one of the many gay porn videos I had watched. The good little bottom in the swing, the top who’s fucking him, I had jerked off imagining myself in this exact position, and right now the rush I was pulling me past the point of reason. Whatever would speed his cock inside of me was okay with me. “Sure.” I replied after a few seconds’ pause. “Okay lets put you in then.” It was a little awkward at first, but soon I was lying back in a swing with my feet up and my ass presented. He tied my hands to my feet which concerned me but soon I stopped caring after he knelt down front of me and started licking my asshole. The sensation of his tongue rimming me was amazing, and slowly but surely he was able to squeeze one, then two fingers inside around his tongue’s attention. I could see him jerking his cock and soon it was rock hard. He took some lube and smeared it on my ass and his cock before probing my hole with its head. And then it happened, with no condom on, and no protest from me, a stranger slid his bare cock into my ass. I could feel a bit of pain as my hole fought its entry, but little by little I could feel it slide in with each push he made. Soon though the pain started to subside and I felt my asshole relax. He started to fuck me deeper and deeper, the swing providing no resistance to his thrusts. Involuntary gasps, grunts, and moans started escaping my lips as I could feel his cock invading me. I decided to squeeze his cock with my sphicter, and he grunted in respnonse and started to pound into me harder. The sensations I could feel were amazing, and and were heightened even more so by seeing his bare cock thrusting into me. It felt so wrong, and [banned word], and i was revelled in the debauchery. I didn’t even know this guy’s name who was fucking me right now, yet I wanted to feel his cock erupt in my ass. By his pace he was close, so I moaned out. “Cum in my ass, breed my fucking hole.” He grunted through clenched teeth and thrust all the way inside of me. I could feel his body tense and suddenly an intense warmth started flooding my bowels. I could feel his cock spasming and I moaned in pure ecstasy, revelling in as much sensation as I could. I felt so full and sated, and the warmth seemed to course through my whole ass. I had my eyes closed when I felt him pull his softening cock out of me and I was about to say something to him when suddenly I felt a different pair if hands grab my legs and a narrower and smaller cock slid into my cum leaking hole. I opened my eyes and saw that a skinny guy with tattoos and pierced nipples was now fucking me. I looked around and realized the room was suddenly filling with guys. An orgy of sorts was breaking out on the bed across the room, but it looked like the sex swing was soon the main attraction as I saw guys watching stroking their cocks. I couldn’t believe how distracted I had been but I guess my moans had garnished attention from the hallway through the open door. Suddenly a cock was thrust into my mouth and I knew I was about to be the cumdump I had seen in many gay porn videos. I knew I had made a mistake, but I was also pretty helpless to stop what was coming. I had let the first man bound my hands, and there was nothing to stop all these men from fucking me. I was terrified, but I couldn’t deny I was thrilled at the same time. That sense of freedom I had felt before watching that pozzing video flooded back into me. There will be a later, but right now the reckless act I was partaking in was unbelievably hot. I moaned and closed my eyes focussing on the cock that was in my mouth and not the big group of men who were about to have their way with me. Soon enough I heard the tattooed guy grunt and thrust forward and shoot his load into me too. I couldn’t feel his cum spraying my bowels that time, but I could definitely feel how much was now inside my ass. A guy I had been sucking took his place at my hole, and another cock replaced him at my mouth. He was a muscular white jock with a big dick and he was jerking his cock furiously. He came up to my hole and started to shoot his load all over it before pushing his erupting cock inside and fucking me. I could feel his cock spasming during his thrusts, and when he pulled out he walked back to me and made me suck his cock again rubbing its juices across the other two cocks already at my mouth. It seemed to be completely drenched in cum, and I could barely taste any trace of my ass as I cleaned all 3 cocks with my tongue. When the next man replaced him, a heavyset man wearing a wedding band, he was able to slide his medium sized cock in without any real resistance. He fucked me in fast strokes, his hairy belly rubbing on my cock with each thrust. He was breathing hard by the time he buried his splurting cock in my ass, and called he called me a ‘dirty little cum slut’ as he emptied his balls. What had diverted most of my attention during that time though was the cock that had been thrust in my face. I had tried and failed to deepthroat it, and I felt a fair amount of apprehension when it left my mouth after the married man had finished cumming in my ass. It was attached to a large muscular black man, and it had to be over 10 inches uncut and thick. He lined up with my hole and without remorse or concern grabbed my thighs and buried his elephant cock in my ass. I cried out as it felt like I was being ripped apart inside, and he fucked me harder and more brutal with each thrust he made. The pain suddenly turned to incredible pleasure when he changed his angle, and his cock started hitting a spot deep in my ass causing my moans to exho throughout the room. All the attention I had been giving to the cocks in my face ended, and I could only spasm in ecstasy while being impaled on this monster cock. He started making loud grunting noises with each thrust he made, and his cock kept hitting that area creating a pressure deep in my ass that I could feel reaching towards a climax. Soon it became more than I could take, and I moaned loudly, eyes bulging wide as I felt my body release. Soon my cock started spewing cum all over my stomach and in my throes my ass squeezed his cock, which felt like it was all the way up into my throat. His he started to pound me harder, viciously ramming his cock in my ass before grunting loudly and flooding his cum inside me. It felt like forever that he kept pumping into me before he was sated, afterwhich he ripped his cock out of my stretched and abused hole and turned around. Dazed, I stared blankly at his muscled back as he walked out of the room, and I could feel a thick wad of cum leak out of my ass and drop onto the floor. My body, still reeling from his monster cock, was given a reprieve when the next man left my mouth and thrust his skinny cock into my ass. It almost didnt register but slowly I felt my hole constricting to this new cock size and my mind could focus on my surroundings again. More men seemed to be coming in and checking out this room, and stealing glances when I could at the bed, it seemed there was another very vocal bottom who was also collecting loads that night too. My view though was quickly obscured when another cock was thrust into my face awaiting my attention. I closed my eyes and emptied my head of thoughts, and time started to blur. For the next half hour or so I lost count of the number of loads I took, but soon I offered no resistance and was simply a hole for the men to blow their loads into. I would stare blankly at the guy attached to the next cock fucking me and I’d clench my sphicter randomly which seemed to always make them cum faster. I was still enjoying each load I took, but this was turning into a marathon and I wanted to do anything to shorten the line of cocks still waiting their turn. Finally, after I was covered in sweat, and almost shaking, the last man pulled his spent cock from my mouth and his load pooled on my tongue. After all the cocks that night, cum had lost its taste, and I swallowed it almost on reflex. I closed my eyes enjoying the break I had earned, and remained motionless as I listened to the man walk out the door. My head was buzzing and my ass felt swollen and sore. I did a test push with my sphincter and felt more cum leak out of it. How many loads did I take? I honestly couldn’t remember. Once the dizziness subsided, I looked around. I was still in the swing and pondering how to get out when I saw another man enter and close the door behind him. He was a tall, skinny man in his late 40s or so, and he grabbed my head and stuck his pierced cock into my mouth. I sucked it feeling it start to grow to its full 7 inches and marvelled at how thick of a gauge his PA was as my tongue explored it. It was a big metal barbell with a sharp pointed head on it, and I could feel it rub heavily on my tongue as he throat fucked me. My eyes however were drawn to something on his stomach below his naval; I could see he had a biohazard tattoo. He took his cock out of my mouth and walked around inspecting all the of cum that had accumulated on the dark floor under my presented asshole. “Well isn’t this an interesting scenario?” He smirked, jerking his cock. “you couldn’t stop me if you wanted to.” Hanging in the swing with my legs in the air and my hands tied, I didn’t seem to be in a position to argue. “You’re POZ.” I said more to myself than to him. “Think I’m the first one?” he asked “But yes I’m highly virulent.” ”What does that mean?” ”It means take I take no meds, my seed is as toxic as they come.” He almost boasted I shuddered, reality setting in. This was that one video I had jerked off to incarnated, and that same feeling of curiosity returned. If what he said was true anyways, I may already had been fucked by someone else who had HIV, but this was affirmation with someone who revelled in the fact. It terrified me, but still I felt my cock twitch. This was a, ‘left turn down a dead end alley at 90 miles an hour‘ move, but somehow I couldn’t deny, that at this very moment, I wanted it. To get fucked by such a man was insanity, yet despite my best judgment, I felt like I was already past the precipice. His cock seemed like the abyss, and I was already inside, so what was the point of stopping now? Christ what was I saying, this is insane! The whole situation was already surreal, I had been fucked already by so many random strangers, I had to admit I was already past the brink. And now, if I took his poz load, I’d never feel such a rush again in my life. “.....Okay.” I said in a quiet voice. ”You’re sure?” He asked “Yes.” I said eyeing the tattoo. “Then get me hard again then you little slut.” He said putting his cock back in my mouth. I sucked it and I felt a sense of fear hit me as I felt his cock stiffen fully in my mouth. His thick piercing made me think about its sharp head inside me and what damage it could do. This was insane, and I felt a quiver of fear when he pulled out of my mouth walked around and pointed his bare cock at my hole. It was at that point I changed my mind, holy fuck theres no way, and I opened my mouth to tell him to stop. My words however died on my tongue when I cried out instead from the intense pain of his piercing sliding into my ass. The sensation I felt made me think of that big black bull who felt like he tore me up inside; this guy’s cock, though smaller, was on fire. I could feel his piercing acutely spreading the burning up my ass with each stroke he made before mercifully I felt his balls slap my ass as he bottomed out. He began fucking me in short fast strokes and the pain thankfully subsided to a dull ache as he built a rhythm. A part of me was screaming inside, but I knew it was far too late to go back now. I watched in morbid curiousity as his cock slid in and out of my ass, and his tattoo flexed with his thrusts. I felt his rhythm increase and I saw the same expression on his face I had seen on many men’s faces that night as they approached their climax. A rush of euphoria hit me and suddenly a sense of recklessness asended. I found myself clenching my ass despite the pain it caused. I wanted it, fuck the consequences, I wanted him to shoot his dirty seed inside me. I never felt so raw in my life, and I moaned as I felt his cock swell. My ass felt like it was on fire, his piercing tearing me up inside, but all I could think of was the load I wanted to take. “Oh fuck... oh please, cum inside me.” I moaned out. ”You want it don’t you, you want my load of HIV.” He mocked as he rammed his cock harder sending a juddering of pain from his piercing. ”Yes give it to me, I want it deep.” I couldn’t even believe what I was saying, every nerve ending was on fire, my brain was euphoric, I couldn’t even register what I was saying, I just wanted him to shoot his dirty seed in me, my whole body was tensed in anticipation. He buried his cock, I gritted my teeth against the fresh searing of pain as his piercing dug into my flesh. “Take that poz cum faggot!!” I moaned as I felt his cock erupt deep in my ass. Despite all the other loads in there, I could feel his first volley shoot into me. It seemed to burn into my bowels and I let out a startled gasp at the sensation. I stared transfixed at his biohazard tattoo on his stomach in mute horror at what was getting fucked into me; this was no video, there was no actors, this was real life, and a guy with HIV was breeding my ass. I could feel my body quiver in reaction to every thrust he made, and the sting of his poisonous cum I could still feel shooting into me. I moaned as he slowly pulled out after he finished grunting, and he squeezed his cock, milking every last drop into my ass while he withdrew. I could feel his piercing raking its way out of my ravaged asshole, and it was throbbing when it finally left. I felt a twinge of guilt and horror as my whole ass felt corrupted, and I could see blood stains were left on the white towel he used to clean himself up afterwards. He left without offering another word other than a parting “Enjoy” as he walked out the door... Two more guys emptied their loads into me by the time one was nice enough to help me off the swing. 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ASSMUNCH No rest for the weary, as Grandma would say. Well, someone’s Grandma would say that, not mine. My Grandma would probably be overjoyed at being stuck in some rustic locale surrounded by dangerous, serious fit men. Grandma was probably what they used to call a ‘wild woman’. I snorted. These were the sorts of things that popped into my head for no reason, mostly during The Suck. “Focus, Private.” Yeah yeah. 38 hours without sleep. Which usually wasn’t a problem, except there was no physical activity to keep me alert. My brain was skittering off in any direction it wanted. See, that was the danger, and the challenge of life in the Infantry. The first dive back into The Suck meant you had to remind yourself of all the lessons all over again. Eventually it would become second nature, but for now I had to reinforce my intent, sharpen my focus, and smack down any stray thought that wasn’t primary. The Suck, the monotonous drag of 20 hours of patrol for days at a time, encampment, perimeter and sentry shifts, a maximum of two hours of sleep if you were lucky, drills, 15 minute meal breaks, squat or maybe flop breaks if you were, again, lucky. Your mental and physical condition deteriorated by the hour until you were just a stumbling zombie with one thought - forward. Followed by the second thought - ambush. You wanted to rest, but knew it wouldn’t be long enough or deep enough to make a difference, and would only make you want to cry when you realized you’d just have to climb back on your feet for another march. Objective. Target. 3rd thought, but rare. Honestly, you stopped caring and knew hoping for it just forced it further away. If you reached your Objective, found your target that was all well and good. But that wasn’t your GOAL. No. Deep in The Suck, your only goal was staying on your feet, and forward. And don’t get deaded. Yeah, deaded isn’t a word, but it’s a fun way to say shot, blown up, bled out, fucked up, erased, cancelled and about fifty other words we liked to use for going home in a bag. See? Infantry can be fun. It’s a fucking laugh a minute. “Private! Focus! You goon out on me and we’ll go another 40 hours.” Which made me laugh. “Fuck. Sorry.” I said. I really was. This was unprofessional. Private Goon needed to fucking pull it together. “Where were we?” I asked politely. I tried to flex my numb arms for the 20th time since being tied to the chair. Mission Fail. No flex. I repeat, No Flex. “Your men. You were providing me with a list of their skills, abilities, weaknesses.” the man in the shadows said. “I was?” I said, puzzled. “I thought I was in the middle of telling you about the night I fucked your mom in every hole.” I looked down. “Maybe that was the other guy. You all look alike.” I took a moment to think. “No, it was your sister, that’s right.” I knew it was coming. It didn’t help. I bounced off the concrete after his boot slammed into my chest. Trapped by the ropes and the chair I had no control over my momentum. I had a brief, proud moment that I kept my head from bouncing. Protect the ole helmet, grunt. I made a mental double tap against my skull with imaginary knuckles. That made me laugh, while gasping against my deflated lungs. I was seriously a hilarious grunt. Oh, The Suck has at least one benefit, and that was you just don’t have the energy for pain. Yeah, that’s right, you get tired enough and you get hurt, your brain just shrugs. And let me tell you, if you’re paying attention, you recognize that pain can be ignored. Oh it’s still there, but it’s far away, doesn’t matter, and you can even make it not exist at all. And right now I just couldn’t give a fuck. It wasn’t the first time I’d been treated like a soccer ball in the last couple hours. Or six. Hell, it could have been days. Nah, I wasn’t that far gone yet. Just hours. Maybe. He let me giggle like an idiot for a minute before yanking me and the chair up to vertical once again. Then he went to the door and knocked. The door opened and another man came in carrying a bowl of something and a large pitcher of some liquid. Oh yeah, meal time. God, it smelled so good. And seeing the pitcher I realized how thirsty I was. “I know what you’re thinking, Private.” He said conversationally. “You’re thinking I can’t actually kill you, or injure you, or torture you to get the info I need.” He took the bowl and pitcher from the other guy and put it on the table before dragging it across the concrete in front of me. The horrible squeal of the metal legs echoed in the small room and it was downright rude and jarring. The sound surged my brain into focus. Shit. Everything hurt. Focus was a mistake. “But see, I don’t have to actually hurt you at all. The mind is an awful thing. True torture isn’t about leaving physical scars. It’s the mental scars that break you.” He continued. I watched him lean over and take a deep breath of whatever was in the bowl. “Mmmmmmm. You know, Nancy makes the best stew. The rest of that buck your giant brought in was just perfect. It’s the spices, and the gravy. Damn, I’m hungry. Are you hungry?” Private Goon was hungry. I was so hungry, they hadn’t fed me from the moment they took me away from the Bravos. A day? No, two, it had to be two days since I climbed off the transport. “I hate stew.” I lied. I loved stew, especially hot, delicious home made stew with big chunks of meat and vegetables swimming in a thick, savory gravy steeped for hours over a low flame on a cold winter day. The scent was worming its way through the air. I could taste it. He took a bite and savored it. He chewed slowly, staring me in the eye. “Well, you’re missing out.” He said around the mouthful. A small drip of whatever delicious sauce it sat in trailed down his chin. “Fuck, Nancy can cook. More for me, I guess. For every lie, every evasion, every non-answer I take a bite, leaving less for you.” He smiled. “I’m not trying to be the bad guy here. I want to feed you. I really do. But I need intel. It’s a fair trade.” I steeled my resolve and smiled back. “Like I fed your sister my dick? She was hungry too.” Which made me laugh again. Cackled like a crazy loon. And that thought cracked me up even more. Man, I was fuck - ing - high -lareeous. He shook his head and took another bite then poured himself a cup of water before chugging it down. “Fuck, sorry but I just can’t stop chowing.” And he spooned another large portion into his mouth. “Stop me anytime you’re ready.” I couldn’t keep my eyes from following the spoon from the bowl to his mouth. It wasn’t a big bowl. Another few bites and there wouldn’t be any stew left. “It’s up to you. You have all the power here.” He explained with reasonable, even tones, holding out a heaped spoonful near my face. So close. “Just one piece of intel. That’s all I need. It doesn’t even have to be anything important or critical.” I could give him something stupid, right? Like Dumbo didn’t like the dark, or Zeus wouldn’t act on his own. There was no real useful information in that. Just something that would get me a bite of food, and once I had that bite I could use the relief from hunger to shore up the fortress. My mind snapped back. No. That was the game. Once the door was cracked, it was over. I would have compromised myself and he would use that to push me further. The only way through this, my training told me, was to always refuse. You NEVER trusted your captor to live up to whatever bargain they made. If they gave you what they promised you, then your brain was convinced cooperation would save you. It was a lie. Even if it wasn’t a lie and it bought you better treatment or even release - a critical part of your capability to resist was destroyed. You could never trust yourself again. You’d stepped on the road to cooperating with the enemy. You became a traitor. Civilians might believe there was a difference between mock operations and an actual battlefield. There wasn’t. What you do in one, you’d do in the other. Once you accepted a course of action that bred weakness, you could never trust yourself when it truly mattered. Doubt seeped in. And this guy was right, even if I understood at a foundational level that he couldn’t actually hurt me physically, he couldn’t kill me, or maim me, he could still make my life extremely difficult and uncomfortable. While it doesn’t take much to kill someone, that also meant it was easy to keep them just a couple steps from death in a state where they wanted to die but couldn’t. A single bite of food a week is all that was necessary to live. A small cup of water every two days. Your body would eat itself eventually, but that took weeks, sometimes months. And one good meal, a soft bed and a good night’s rest, and they could start all over again with more weeks of deprivation. They didn’t have to lift a finger or exert themselves at all. If I wasn’t prepared to maintain resistance when there weren’t any actual stakes, when I knew they didn’t have the time to push me to that threshold, I was unsuitable in every way for real combat situations. And Sarge would say refusing to take the opportunity to test yourself was the most dumbshit fucking decision in the history of dumbshit Grunt decisions in the entire Kingdom of Dumbshit Grunts. Battle and war were all about making the hard decisions, taking a path that was the most difficult. There were no easy paths when the lives of your men, your brothers, were in the balance. That’s the part that sent a golden glow of strength through me. My brothers. For them, I’d die. I’d suffer a thousand cuts, a hundred crippling wounds, if I could keep them safe by doing it and give them the best chance of success. The minute I gave the enemy intel I would reduce their chances of survival. If I could die to give them the chance to get home alive, I would do it gladly. I wouldn’t betray them for a fucking bite of stew. “Fuck you.” I grinned before closing my eyes. Ah, it was good to rest, to let it go. Whatever was going to happen, I didn’t need to stick around for it. With a single deep breath I was gone, inside. No more me. No more hunger, or thirst. No more aching body. Yeah, I was giving up my trump card, but it wasn’t something they could use against me. I resolved to stay under for the duration. It would no doubt create a small crisis for them, and that thought comforted me just before all thoughts bled away like a morning fog. ***************************** The shock of ice cold water drenching and choking me brought me out of the emptiness. I gasped and hacked trying to clear my throat and lungs. “Aw, shit. There goes your water.” He said in a dry but contrite defeat. “Ggggnnnnnhhhh” I groaned. Coming out of the depths, I didn’t get to pick and choose what to pay attention to, and I felt every ache and pain in my body as well as a swollen soreness in my jaw. “You hit me?” I opened and closed my mouth. “I thought we weren’t doing that.” He squinched his face up in a cringe. “Thought you passed out, tried to bring you around.” I didn’t buy it. “So that was your first move, the water only occurred to you after that?” He shrugged. “Yeah. Sorry. I really am. I’m not used to ‘Interrogation Lite’ in my line of work.” he actually made air quotes with his hands. “There IS a rule book, believe it or not. The thing is, the list of ‘don’t do this’ is the actual playbook. Not at your level, of course. They will roast your nuts in a military tribunal if you do any of that shit. Me though? Don’t do this is my bread and butter.” He was talking like he was having a dinner conversation. “God, you’re an asshole.” I grumbled. Oh, the adrenaline had me sharp and aware now. It wouldn’t last, but in spite of the awareness of the pain I was in, I welcomed it. “And that’s not in ‘air quotes’ “ I even held the pause. That made him laugh. “I like your style, kid. You’re fun. I can tell, we’re going to be good friends.” He walked back to his chair behind the table. “Oh, I ate the rest of your stew too. It was so good I let you catch a couple zz’s while I finished. Now, “ He suddenly became serious. The switch was creepy in its swift perfection. “who the fuck are you? You and these other children we’re babysitting?” Gloves are off, I guess. My jaw was proof of that. Was his little speech about ‘don’t do this’ a warning? Up to this point things had been civil. Trust me, getting kicked in the chest while tied to a chair was playtime in these situations, a gentle introduction. I was a pretend prisoner undergoing pretend interrogation. Yeah, I know what I said before about there being no difference. Turns out I lied. Don’t feel bad, I lied to myself first so who’s the bigger chump here? You can’t help but try to do the math in your head during this shit. Hmm, a Chump AND a Goon. I’m really sailing through this shit like a fuckin pro! I chuckled at that. “Something funny, Private?” My Inquisitor asked. He didn’t let me answer. “I’m going to level with you, because I realize this has all be set up as some game and you were told it was training. Which I admit, was what we signed up for. That was the plan. Right up until two of your men went rogue. So, did Collins send you here to get intel? Does he want to stick his nose into our business? You should know, that crosses a line.” This was all news to me, and I told him so. “How the fuck should I know? I haven’t been with my men since this all started, thanks to you and your circus apes. We’re just stupid infantry grunts trying to get through the suck.” “Yeah, just simple grunts without a Command, unassigned. YOU. DON’T. EXIST. You expect me to believe you don’t know that? I had my men snoop around. All of you disappeared ten months ago as far as the Army is concerned. And that - “. He pointed an oddly long index finger at me, “sends off every fucking alarm bell I got. And then we got Collins playing all nice, which isn’t his usual modus operandi. So, do yourself a favor, kid. Whatever you’re mixed up in, just spill it. We don’t want to kill you, but there are stakes here that are way above your pay grade. The circles I operate in, that Collins operates in are world shaking. You’re a monkey in a zoo, and Collins and I…we’re the zoo keepers. More accurately I’m the guy who captures or kills the wild animals and manages the ecosystem so that the predators don’t outnumber the prey. And now it seems Collins is raising his own pack of wild wolves and that’s not his job. So you may not know all the details, but you know something. And that’s your only ticket to staying above the dirt.” He got up out of his chair and knocked on the door. Before he left, he turned around. “I really am sorry kid. I know you didn’t ask for this. None of this makes me happy, but you should know I’ll sleep just fine whether you live or die and I’ll put a bullet through your skull without a single regret. Do the smart thing. Right now we can agree you aren’t too far in and I’m good with turning you over to Collins without a scratch. But you gotta give me something.” He turned to the guy who opened the door. “Get him some food, and let him sleep.” I don’t know whether it was the tone of voice he used, or the words he chose to speak so casually, or the end of interrogation protocol by allowing me to eat and sleep, but I believed him. Still, not even the promise of food and sleep could shake the cold knot of fear from worming its way inside my gut. I especially didn’t like how the Bravos didn’t officially exist. And if the words didn’t do the job, the beating I then got from the ape at the door certainly drove reality home. I did get to eat, which was nice. Did you know chewing is optional when eating? Yeah, chewing is impossible when your jaw barely works. I could barely get my swollen tongue to push the food into my throat, whole. Not like I wasn’t hungry enough to just pour it down my throat without chewing anyway. The delicate logistics of delivering a small enough morsel to get through my ruined mouth was its own torture when all I wanted was to shovel it in. There was also a small comfort in the recognition that getting a beat down from an ape is not too different from foreplay with your ass kicking boyfriend. I was just missing the brutal ass fucking that went along with it. That was always the best part. Thoughts of Kevin lulled me to sleep. If my punished mouth could have smiled, I would have. I needed a clear head to think my way through this, and only sleep would give me that. I wasn’t Kevin, who could add all this up in a few seconds and see the bigger picture from all the puzzle pieces. No, Private Chump Goon needed a clear head. Preferably one that didn’t feel like a sledgehammer was bashing it. Pain is what we eat for Breakfast. Huah! ****************************** BOOTLICKER The knife at his neck only provided a minimum of additional motivation because he was inclined to go with this sneaky asshole anyway. He was bored with the lessons from his instructor, bored of the cold empty woods, bored with Demon’s stupid questions, the delays, this whole fucking day. Bootlicker would have followed the man threatening him if he’d only asked. Admittedly, the knife at his neck did make it more appealing. Whatever this guy wanted, the knife meant it was bound to be more interesting than level 1 fieldcraft from the instructor. He’d stepped away from his group to drop a deuce and was embarrassed to be caught mid-shit with a hand over his mouth and a knife pressing into his soft neck. Never even heard the guy. “Make a sound and I slit your throat.” The guy whispered in his ear. A little creepy, that. The guy could have whispered from a foot away, he didn’t have to press his lips to his actual ear. And then, when he spoke, the warm moist breath that came with the words slathered inside his ear canal, across his cheek. It was like a lover’s caress. Weirdo. He filed that assessment away for potential future exploitation. Bootlicker raised his hands to show he wasn’t going to resist. “You mind if I finish?” He whispered back. “Gotta wipe at least.” “Make it fast.” The weirdo replied. Bootlicker paused for a second but the weirdo didn’t move his face away from his ear, or the knife from his neck. Yeah, definite sicko here. Maybe he liked watching guys take a shit. Bootlicker had read about that type, but hadn’t run across any up until now. Yeah, this was way more interesting than a lecture about tracking through terrain. Weirdos weren’t much of a challenge usually, you just dangled in front of their face whatever their favorite creepy thing was and they were happy to do whatever you wanted. Sometimes a challenge was fun, the whole figuring out what it would take to get someone to do what you needed. But with weirdos, it was a different kind of fun. They got so excited. Like a puppy when you held a treat up for them to see. Maybe this weirdo wanted him to shit on his chest while he watched. Bootlicker finished up with a shrug and a couple handfuls of leaves. It was a shame though, he felt like he was finally going to be able to push out a good, long shit. They didn’t call MRE’s Meals Refusing to Exit without good reason. You get backed up in the field, and when a good rumbler finally decides to breach you want to make the most of it. At least there wasn’t the never ending wipe of a chow hall dump. It was small consolation. There was no telling when the next urge would come. It could be a week and then all he’d have to look forward to was seeing how big of a turd he could push out, and if it broke a Platoon record. Once he’d tightened his belt, the weirdo grabbed his coat by the scruff of the neck and yanked him around to move away from where Demon and Troll were still listening to the droning instruction of their guide. He remained docile while the man pushed him forward every few steps with a rough shove. By doing that he was making it impossible for Bootlicker to step quietly. This guy didn’t seem like the careless type which meant there was a purpose to enforcing Bootlicker’s clumsiness. He divided his attention between choosing his steps and thinking about this change in scenario. The Bravos had already been separated into small groups. Standard for either training development or small unit operations. It was possible that this guy was tasked with peeling off various soldiers for one training purpose or another. Bootlicker didn’t think so. The silent attack coupled with leading him away from his group indicated the Bravos and their instructor weren’t supposed to know. An idea popped into his head - the man’s rough treatment ensured a trail the others could follow, and they were just talking about tracking through terrain. Was he now the target? That seemed off, and inaccurate. Why make it easy on them like the man was doing by refusing to let Bootlicker place his feet carefully? Anyone could track a messy trail, especially in winter through leaf fall and dead growth. And what did this guy even need Bootlicker for? He could do this himself. It almost felt like the man didn’t care about leaving a trail, that he knew they wouldn’t follow them. Everything felt off from the knife to his neck, to being attacked when the others were distracted and HE was distracted, now this clumsy travel. “I can actually be way more careful in leaving a trail, you know.” He told the guy. “Doesn’t matter.” The man said in a loud whisper, giving him another shove. “You aren’t going to tie my hands?” Bootlicker asked. Another shove. “Doesn’t matter.” “What if I call out? Someone will come running.” Bootlicker tried a third time. A harder shove this time, forcing him to stumble. “Doesn’t matter. Shut the fuck up.” When Bootlicker regained his balance, he felt a sharp sting on his ear. His hand came away bloody. The fucker had cut him. The sharp tang of coppery blood invaded his nose. Definitely a puzzling development. Bootlicker tried to fit that information into the profile he was building of the man. If he was going to manipulate this guy, he needed a motivation. The knife seemed important. He hadn’t sheathed it and kept twirling it in his hand as they walked, flipping it, tossing it over the back of his hand to grab the handle again from the other side, changing the blade’s direction in his fist over and over again. That was another clue. Bootlicker didn’t get a sense of agitation from the guy, so it wasn’t a nervous tic. Practice? Habit? Showing off a skill to intimidate Bootlicker? The man’s head and eyes constantly scanned the woods around them, never looking at the knife while it moved. There was something hypnotic in the confident moves, a pattern. Bootlicker began to memorize the various movements as they walked. It wasn’t long, maybe a half hour, before they approached a small rise. The man circled around to the right and with a move that looked like an optical illusion or a magic trick he let go of the knife with his right hand and with a lazy and casual motion reached out to grab Bootlicker’s upper arm with his right while catching the knife with his left. The weird part was that the knife just seemed to hang there until it was gripped once again. Bootlicker tried to figure out if it defied gravity for as long as it seemed it had. Around to the right a hole sat at the base of a rocky cliff that was about 11 feet high. The hole looked natural, maybe from erosion, and it was barely wide enough to fit a grown man. He received a kick to the back of his knees and he collapsed. The man didn’t let him fall, and instead lowered him with firm control until his knees were on the ground. “Feet first.” The man commanded. Bootlicker thought the rough whispering was overly dramatic like Michael Keaton in the movie Batman Returns. Maybe someone else would be intimidated. Bootlicker saw it for the silliness it was. “Can’t you talk normal?” He said, scooting on his butt into the hole. He saw a flash out of the corner of his eye and felt another sting on his ear. A cringe was all he would allow himself. He didn’t waste the opportunity to learn. That knife skill enticed him more than the Airborne course, more than survival training, more than range training and qualification. It should be easy to master. After all, he hadn’t neglected his hand tricks while in the Army. If anything he’d climbed up a few skill levels by palming anything he wanted, fooling the Bravos with card tricks, lock picking and picking pockets. Before the Bravos had left Germany he had keys for 80% of the motor pool. He never used them, but you never knew when or if it would come in handy. For practice before they left, he snuck into the NATO ally section at Graf and left the keys on the desk of the NATO allied commander with a note. After duty hours, of course. He wasn’t yet at the level of a daytime duty raid. Knife handling, control and skill seemed like it was a necessary for his path. Aside from the brief time in Basic when there was no avoiding being treated like a diseased worm, being railroaded into the Army was the best thing that ever happened to him. Almost infinite resources, toys, access, danger and adrenaline, skills and training in EVERYTHING. The hole was dark and he had no idea where his feet needed to be as he scooted inside. It didn’t take a genius to anticipate the small crevice would have to open up. There was no purpose to forcing a grown man into a hole that didn’t, and if the weirdo was joining him there would have to be more room. He wasn’t surprised when he felt his feet hit air, then his knees, thighs. He hoped the ground didn’t fall away too far but at least it all felt wide. Scooting six inches at a time while blind was not enjoyable. Once his stomach hung over the edge, his feet contacted solid ground. He realized he would have to move away from the entrance because no doubt the weirdo would be coming in at any time. Without his body blocking the tight tunnel, a slight bit of light filtered in, allowing him to see minimal features of the hideout. It would take his eyes a minute or so to adjust completely but he could make out enough room overhead that he didn’t have to squat. He looked around. The space wasn’t large, maybe seven feet long by five feet wide, sort of an oval. The odor of wild animal was everywhere, that sharp musky scent so overwhelming nothing else could compete. A small lumpy pile sat nearby. While he was contemplating what the pile might be, a hard boot jammed into his back and sent him sprawling against the wall. He should have anticipated that. The weirdo was smart. Bootlicker could have been waiting to attack while the weirdo was vulnerable and stuck in the tunnel. In the time it took Bootlicker to regain his feet and turn around, the man was standing in the den with knife flipping across his knuckles, back and forth. “Make yourself comfortable.” The coarse, gravelly voice didn’t echo, but still sounded too loud for the small enclosed space. Bootlicker moved over to the pile intending to sit. “Not there.” The weirdo growled. He pushed down the frustration. “Here?” Bootlicker pointed to a spot 2 feet away. “Fine.” As he sat, Bootlicker thought he might break the ice. “Yo-“ “Shut the fuck up.” The man interrupted. “Fucking babies.” Bootlicker watched him search through the pile. Bootlicker’s reflexes caught something thrown at him. His eyes were almost completely adjusted now and rather than just shadows he saw features resolve. “Eat that. Drink your own fucking water.” “Than-“ “Shut the fuck up.” Interesting. This was going to be fun. He’d never had to get inside someone this combative. In most cases of opposition, recognition of authority lowered resistance. Well placed subservience smoothed and defined a relationship they felt comfortable with. This guy didn’t care. Bootlicker knew there was a way past the man’s gruff and irritated frustration, he only had to wait for the man to give him a clue. There was always a clue. The weirdo didn’t pull him away for his sparkling personality, unless this was some kinky thing. He wasn’t getting that read. People who wanted something like THAT from you usually didn’t treat you like shit. With those people it was all about being overly nice. This had a purpose, a purpose the weirdo felt was either beneath him or he felt wouldn’t pay off. He didn’t want Bootlicker here, that was clear as day. Orders? Was he just some unfortunate slave to someone else? He took a bite of whatever it was that was wrapped in the foil package. It was too dark to see. The weirdo would reveal everything he expected soon, Bootlicker guessed. The weirdo was definitely not the patient type. As Bootlicker chewed, he felt the clotted blood pull at his skin with every movement of his jaw. ‘This is exactly the adventure I needed.’ He thought with a grin. ********************* “Name.” The man coughed out. His voice sounded like he was choking on a wad of steel wool. Seriously, it was so ridiculous. Bootlicker opened his eyes from his short nap. By mutual unspoken agreement they’d both leaned back against their respective walls and closed their eyes after eating. “Bootlicker.” He answered. A knife flew at Bootlicker. He almost didn’t dodge in time. It thudded off the dirt wall where his chest used to be. “Name.” “Evans.” Bootlicker sighed. It was right there on his uniform. Like always. Which meant a game of follow the leader. He hated this game, it was the ultimate in boring. ‘Prove you know how to listen. Prove you know how to follow the rules. Prove you’re smart. Prove you’re willing. But most of all - Prove obedience.’ For fuck’s sake, he didn’t get the name Bootlicker because he had a shoe fetish. “Can’t we just skip this?” He said softly. Another knife. He didn’t bother to dodge this time because he was expecting it. He just knocked it aside. It was just timing. They weren’t thrown with deadly force. He shouldn’t have come. This was going to be no different than the usual slow, painful drip of information he always had to endure. Skills and information were always taught at a rate that the dumbest idiot could grasp. And Bootlicker was a rabbit among turtles. No. A cheetah. He didn’t need a slow feed, didn’t need repetition, multiple examples or explanation. Practice was what he needed if it was a skill. Additional pieces was what he needed if it were information. Everything was a puzzle. He darted his eyes to the man who was now easy to see with his complete adjustment to the dark. He was picking his fingernails with another knife. Bootlicker didn’t bother retrieving either of the knives the man had thrown. “Which direction did we travel to get here?” The raspy voice asked. He pointed to the wall on his right. “Southwest. Heading 194. Approximately.” The man’s eyebrows twitched. “Close enough.” He said taking his eyes off his fingernail project to stare at Bootlicker. “How far did we travel?” “Two and a half clicks. Approximately.” “Fine. Elevation?” Bootlicker smirked. Showing off was one of his favorite things to do. “Specific, I don’t know. This area of Georgia doesn’t exceed 360 meters. Floor is 280. We’re somewhere between 310 and 330 meters. And delta from origin is…” he paused. “12 meters. Approximately. Maximum deviation of this grid is 40 meters.” “The compound?” Bootlicker referenced the three dimensional sketch of the area he’d already built in his head. “Heading 72 degrees, four clicks, elevation delta minus 23 meters.” “Who gave you a map?” Another smirk. “Ft. Benning. The board outside the Cadre building.” He just had a feeling the man had seen the 6 foot by 4 foot display behind plexiglass that posted information about Airborne command, Ft. Benning, the state of Georgia with both a general terrain map and a detailed map of the base, the town of Columbus, state parks. He didn’t think the man would believe that most of the information came from when he completed AIT here. Over a year and a half ago, his core navigation module provided all the information he needed and he exceeded the boundaries of the requirements because like usual he was bored after internalizing the course demands. While the rest of his AIT class struggled to learn how to use a compass, grid building, resection, identifying terrain features, he began figuring out the rest of the state and then the region. With every detail the picture in his head resolved in finer, smaller segments until he was satisfied he could walk on foot through the countryside from Pensacola to Nashville without following a single road. The look on the man’s face was droll disbelief. “How far is the border of Alabama?” The man’s voice scratched. Yeah, now came the expected proof and confirmation. Just once it would be nice to be taken at face value. These mundane plodding human livestock could never conceive he operated efficiently. “Approximately 20 clicks.” “You know exactly where you are.” It wasn’t a question. “In your head.” The man wasn’t looking at him, but bobbed his head while looking at his knife as if trying to come to a decision. “Scud attack on the barracks.” The man rasped. “Didn’t even make it out of Saudi Arabia, never set foot in either Kuwait or Iraq. Never fired a single round. Missed my jugular by a fingernail. Was told I was lucky they could save this much of my voice. Normal is whatever you decide it is.” Bootlicker approved of the lack of anger, lack of self pity in the man’s ravaged voice. The man went back to flipping and twirling a knife through his fingers, across his knuckles, through his palms. “Observations.” He continued as if he hadn’t just exposed the most painful regret of his entire life. Something in the refusal of emotion resonated with Bootlicker. He took a breath. Somehow, he felt it would be worth it to take a leap of faith. After his talk with Gary, his cellmate in jail, he kept his unusual personality carefully hidden. Gary was right - it was creepy to the human livestock and made them suspicious, even frightened. So he perfected the charming, engaging, helpful nerd persona for general interaction. If he needed a different one for a specific situation, like the firm control he exercised with Wanker, that was easy enough. Wanker believed he was the only one chosen to see a different side of Bootlicker, and that served to ensure Wanker’s loyalty and dedication. Wanker believed they were a team. “All of it?” Bootlicker asked. The direct and intense stare he received sent a thrill through Bootlicker. “At least three forces, multiple objectives.” He started. “We’re pawns, the Bravos. Ultimate objective is a new policy directive straight from the Pentagon. This is a testing ground for us, but there’s a battle behind the show. We aren’t fully welcome here. We weren’t at Airborne. We won’t be in the Ranger course. Our success won’t be measured by training metrics. The training is only a method to evaluate whether a change in policy can be implemented.” “You’re sure you’ll be sent to the Ranger course?” The man asked. “I saw the file myself. The compound is a pit stop. Unscheduled. Major Collins exercised some of his broad discretion to get us here.” “What do you know about Collins?” The man asked. Bootlicker let the slight grin play across his lips. So much information. The man referred to Collins by name, without the rank of Major. That signified familiarity and dispensed with the respect. A personal relationship of some sort, known, no chain of command. The detail of how the man lost his voice indicated a medical separation from the military. His clandestine retrieval by the man indicated he wasn’t affiliated with the men from the compound. But that wasn’t confirmed. “Major Collins is running the program we’re in. He’s working for the Pentagon in this. He reports directly to a General, skipping over the usual intermediaries. That alone makes whoever he is very important.” “Why?” It was a question intended to confirm that Bootlicker grasped the subtleties of military politics, so he answered. “It means he’s protected. It gives him authority beyond his rank. It means he works outside the usual limited environments a Major would be allowed. He has few restrictions, wide discretion, deep funding and the ability to commandeer resources like a NATO training base in Germany and enough slots in the Ranger course for an entire Infantry platoon.” “Is this a specific career objective for your Platoon?” The man asked. “Speculating? Yes, but only because Major Collins won’t waste highly trained, specifically targeted troops after he gets his answer from the program. Those of us who make it will likely end up SOF. All this would be a colossal waste of time, personnel, and money if he didn’t use us further. That seems unlikely.” The man snorted, which with his broken vocal ability only sounded like he was choking on rocks. “You haven’t spent enough time in if you think the Pentagon doesn’t throw away all three of those things every day.” It was Bootlicker’s turn to snort. “Then that tells me you haven’t exchanged a single word with Major Collins, and probably have never laid eyes on him.” The man gave him an unimpressed slow blink. Confirmation. The back and forth revealed further information to Bootlicker. The man was receiving information he didn’t know before, including that the Bravos knew their purpose and their pipeline. Bootlicker let him have the assumption that the knowledge was a given fact among the Bravos even though it wasn’t. There wasn’t yet a reason to reveal that Bootlicker was the one who discovered the information and held it closely so far. He might be impressed to know just how Bootlicker came to know these things. But it wasn’t time to reveal that. That would create an imbalance in this negotiation. The man wasn’t livestock in his mind anymore but he also wasn’t an equal yet. The signs were good that he might be but Bootlicker wouldn’t let himself hope yet. In the silence, Bootlicker picked up one of the knives the man had thrown at him and began trying to figure out how to manipulate it across his hand. He focused on moving it in one direction, working out the method to flip the handle out of his grasp so that the blade contacted his knuckles. The man glanced briefly at his actions, then went back to his unfocused stare. “What were you told before being dropped off?” Up until then, he’d managed to catch the knife every time he dropped it. He would be clumsy until he found the rhythm. The question distracted him and he felt the knife bounce off his thigh. He picked it up and resumed. “Nothing. Pack out and load up. That’s it. We don’t know what we’re supposed to learn here, but given what we’ve been doing the last 36 hours, it’s a crucible. Our baseline capability was measured. The instructors who selected us in small units are teaching us scouting, recon, field skills and tonight is a mock attack on the compound using modified battle drills. We’re supposed to plan an infiltration or frontal assault. We’re meant to lose.” “They won’t let your units penetrate beyond the outer buildings.” The man observed. “Zeus will have something to say about that.” Bootlicker returned. He didn’t give anyone else a snowball’s chance in hell now that he’d been take off the game board. He would have maximized the talents of Demon and Troll to get further than that, but without him dictating the strategy neither of those two had the brainpower to modify the plan on the fly. “But yes, the other group will have secondary defenses. They will make sure they have overlapping coverage for their initial defense. And without Assmunch we won’t have an overall multi layer assault plan. Our small units will be acting independently. It’ll be a slaughter.” “Yup. Gonna get your asses kicked. We can watch from a distance position if you want, but we’ll be enjoying each other’s company for the foreseeable future.” The voice was grating less and less on Bootlicker’s nerves. “I’d rather work with you on the reason you’re here.” Bootlicker replied. He didn’t want to watch the grunts flounder and lose to the Charlies. It would only bore him. “Oh? And what would you know about that?” The careful disinterest spoke volumes. Instead of a direct answer, Bootlicker made a show of looking around their small cave. “We only got here yesterday morning. You, however, have been using this hideout for a least a few days longer than that.” He let the rest, the natural conclusion of that information, hang unspoken. The split second hesitation in the man’s constant knife flipping glared louder than anything he could have said. “Looks like the little guy was right.” The man said. “That little fucker was trickier and faster than he had any right to be. ‘Bootlicker would know’ he said.” That could only mean Weeble. An unexpected laugh came out of his mouth, surprising him. Genuine humor was rare for Bootlicker. “Just think of him as a cornered feral cat if he doesn’t like whatever you did to him.” A grunt was the man’s response. Then a pause before “You’re awful cooperative for someone who has no idea what he’s involved in.” “Involved?” Bootlicker mused. “We’re just here. Pawns aren’t involved, they occupy spaces to force other….” He stopped suddenly. “Took you long enough.” The man actually managed to insert a snide tone into the crushed gravel of his words. Bootlicker ignored the verbal arrow. Multiple game pieces of different levels of power appeared in his mind. The very nature of the compound itself, the instructors he’d seen, the rough military discipline without actual military presence, Major Collins and his ability to get them here, and the last piece was this man and his comfortable hideout that spoke of long term recon. “Put it together. I’ll clear up any incorrect assumptions or conclusions.” The man said, his tone of voice, such as it was, drastically different. “Major Collins has additional objectives he hopes to gain by our presence here.” Bootlicker began, speaking as soon as the thoughts came. “You don’t know what they are, which means you aren’t associated with the Major and not part of his plan. But you also aren’t surprised that Major Collins is directing this. That indicates you have objectives as well that differ from his. There’s something about the compound, or the organization here you both want to know, I think. You yourself aren’t active duty any more, probably a medical discharge just before Desert Storm, or during it because your fitness wouldn’t be determined until you rehabbed and could be evaluated by the board. When doesn’t matter. Your questions… our arrival forced you to figure out what part the Bravos had to play, you weren’t expecting us. And you chose a grunt Private, well two of us if I include Weeble, to provide you intel and that means you are desperate.” The man stopped him with a hand. “Not desperate. Trying to avoid collateral damage to the pawns.” Fair enough. There was still something missing and it immediately came to mind as he recognized the hole in the strategic moves. It made no sense for the man to reveal himself to Weeble and Bootlicker. Clandestine surveillance wasn’t an overnight operation. While he couldn’t know of any immediate or critical timeline that would make a breach of operating procedure that necessary it was beyond foolish to seek the minimal information any Bravo could provide. No one at higher levels would ever think Infantry Privates had valuable intel. It didn’t add up. He kept that to himself. There was another game here. One he was now determined to figure out. And finding out things he wasn’t supposed to find out was his specialty. Sergeant Walters or Horvath were better targets. Hmmm, except if the play was to target soldiers younger and easier to manipulate and control. How interesting would it be if a pawn could be seized and converted to play for your side? Or did different sides even exist? His only path ahead was cooperation, but that suited him just fine. There was quite a bit he needed to learn from this man and it didn’t matter which faction he played for.

The furthest was up to knuckles or just almost past. But that was after my second slam and that was a big one I was so spun out and dicks weren't enough.The top started to get excited watching me play with a dildo and with his fingers tried to fist me.. He got as far as he could and I almost passed out it felt so good it made me explode all over. Want to try that again!

Mmmm this is my kinda party. I LOVE watching old guys top younger guys. Especially is the older guy has a nice big belly! 😋 I still feel like I missed out on so much as a kid. Growing up in a gay pervy family would've been heaven! (Or hell 😉) Me, my two daddies, maybe a few uncles, mmmm you know what, throw in some horny grandpa's and some brothers in their too! Nothing more hot and wholesome than having your dad and uncles teach you what it means when you cock gets hard, and how to satiate that itch!

Took the plunge and happened upon a homeless dude at Stanley Park who bred my hole on a bench! Was so much easier than I had expected. And to the guy that watched and jerked off while it happened, I hope you enjoyed my show!

I'm pretty hairy back there so I try to keep it shaved, unless a guy prefers me hairy and tells me ahead of time.

Oh dear. I’m going to stick my head above the parapet here. I don’t shave. Never have. Hairy all the way- just as nature intended. Actually, I’m just lazy. It seems to me that for every top out there that likes ‘em smooth, there’s one that likes ‘em hairy. So I don’t bother: I don’t think shaving would land me any more cock. But it seems to me from some of the other responses to this topic that a lot of bottoms shave simply because they prefer the look/feel of it themselves. And I’m all for that- it’s as good a reason as any to go to all that effort. But for me- well, I guess it’s just not my thing.