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I had been trying to build up the courage to go to a leather event for some time now, but never had the balls to go to one on my own. I am only 5'7", athletic build, pretty much smooth all over except below. Blonde hair that is just long enough to tie back in a top knot, and blonde porn star moustache (although far from being a porn star lol). At 40 years old I'm pretty much your average guy. I had bought my dream leather outfit in hopes to use it one day and sure enough that day came. A tight black leather vest and a short gladiator kilt with pockets for my keys and stuff, but also just long enough to cover my arse but not much more and some black ankle high leather boots like for robin hood. I was chatting to a 6' tall bear online named Dave and he was local and offered to take me to a leather event in the city at a seedy bar. His pic showed a true bear muscled hairy chest and a trimmed beard. He would have been in his 50's. He emphasized "seedy" and I sent him a pic of my arse cheeks. A tattoo of a pig on one cheek and the word pig on the other. He immediately said I'd be quite popular and asked if I had any limits. Without giving it much thought I just said "red and brown" and that was it. He came over to check out the outfit before the night. He turned up in tight jeans and tshirt and I was wearing my leather outfit for the first time. He was hotter than his pictures. Upon entering I got a huge bear hug and his tongue was down my throat in minutes. Then he broke off the kiss and slapped my arse and suggested we go on the balcony for a smoke and test the outfit out. "Test it out" I wondered to myself. We stepped out onto the balcony and lit up a cigarette each and he told me to lean against the railing as though I was leaning against the bar having a drink. I did so as I smoked and he stood behind me slowly exploring my body from behind. "Grab that chair and put it next to you like it is a stool. Just like at the bar." I did as he said as I continued to smoke. Then he said, "you got a couple of beers, need to make it real, see if it all works". So I got us a few beers and went back to the position as I drank a beer and smoked. "Perfect," he said. I heard him spit and then felt his hand go up under the back of my kilt as his finger slid straight into my hole as I drank. "Nice. Need to practice keeping it discreet" and I hear him undoing the buckle of his jeans and zipper. "Now, no turning around. At the club you need to learn to relax, drink as though everything is normal regardless of what is going on behind you." I do as I am told and feel the head of what must be a thik 8" cock pressing at my arse entrance. Leaning in and whispering in my ear he says, "Remember, act as though nothing is out of the ordinary and I am just showing you some affection as you drink". And I feel his cock shove balls deep in me in one thrust. I jump slightly but remember the instructions and light up another smoke as he holds it there to let me relax. After about 30 seconds he leans in again and starts talking in my ear as though he is trying to speak to me in a loud club and says, "this is what it will be like at the club. You just relax at the bar and don't look back. I'll be next to you for support, but you take any cock and load that rocks up behind you, ok?". My response is a little loud and clear as he starts to slowly fuck me, "Hell yeah". In about 5 mins he speeds up slightly and then I feel it. That warm wet sensation of being bred. "That's it. Act normal and take my seed". He slowly pops out of my hole without creating any distance between us and discretely zips up his fly and does his belt up. Stepping to the side with his hand on my lower back, he leans in and kisses me telling me I will do well on the night. He then leaves without much more of a word and I get a text that Friday saying "ready for tomorrow night my little piggy?" I responded, "ready and willing". Come Saturday night Dave picks me up and drives me to the venue. It definitely is seedy, but I am already hard in my jocks at the thought of what's coming. Dave is very sensual the whole drive. Leaning across and kissing me at light stops and hi hand on my leg the whole time. He is wearing leather chaps and a harness and leather boots. He looks so hot. We walk in and the club is already cranking with a leather crowd from guys in their early 20's to their 60's. Dave has his hand across my shoulder like we are a couple which relaxes me a lot. I see lots of guys in leather and tattoo'd guys. I see plenty of biohazard tattoos too which look hot but stupidly think nothing more of it. I feel like I am in pig heaven. Dave says hi and introduces me to guys of various ages as we walk to the bar. I see a few winks exchanged between Dave and his mates as we proceed. We find two stools near the bars and David sits on one and as I go to sit on the other he stops me and says, "No. You don't get to sit. Just lean over your stool and against the bar and enjoy the beer. Remember the rules?" I nod with a yes to him and settle in so-to-speak. Only 5 mis in and I feel a hand at my arse and the heat of a body and crotch of a man standing right behind me. The music is loud so it is hard to hear, but he is talking to Dave and Dave is smiling and nodding his head. I feel a rough hand go under the back of my kilt like Dave did earlier that week and a finger goes straight up my arse. Dave stands up close to me as though talking to the man behind me when I feel a thick raw cock slide right in me. I remember my training and act as though nothing is happening and continue to drink. The fuck is gentle and discreet as I feel the first warm load fill my hole. In minutes the man is gone and everything is normal. Over the next hour I take at least 8 loads. Maybe more but I lost count. There was pretty much a constant stream of men and cocks behind me. I have a stream of cum starting to drip down the insides of both legs as cum is starting to leak out during and after fucks. It feels so good but I relaise I haven't seen a single one of the guys that fucked me. I turn to Dave and say I need to piss. He kisses me passionately and points to the restroom saying, "no side trips, we are just warming up." Amongst numerous wandering hands I manage to go piss and return to my place at the bar. Dave begins to make out with me a lot now for about half an hour before going back to his stool and nodding at someone behind me. Then it starts again and I know I took at least 20 loads that way that night. There is a small puddle of cum on the ground under me and the insides of my legs are actually wet. Finally Dave tells me it's time to go home and that I have been a good little pig. He kisses me deeply and says "welcome to the brotherhood" and leads me out of the bar holding my hand. As we get to his car he turns me around and bends me over the bonnet and before I know whats happening he is balls deep in my sloppy hole fucking me really deep and hard before blasting his load in me. Dave drops me off out the front of my place and says he will call me tomorrow and makes me promise not to clean out or shower until tomorrow afternoon. I happily oblige. I get a call from Dave the next day to see how I am holding up and I say I am a little sore but otherwise feeling very fulfilled. He laughs and says he wants to come over later to check in on me. When he comes over later he has me back on the balcony as before but this time both of us are in jeans and he is pumping another load into my sore hole and for the first time he is more direct. "well that should be your last poz load for the weekend I imagine". The brotherhood comment the night before was a good hint but I was pretty buzzed from the beer so it didn't sink in. Weirdly I was not overly concerned either. Seeing the look on my face he pulls his shirt up to reveal a biohazard tattoo just above his cock. He continues matter of factly, "mate, I think you are hot, and I kind of want you to me mine so you have taken a few poz loads of me already, and last night at least half of the guys that bred you were poz too and not medicated. I am pretty sure at least one or two of them are the father of my poz babies.' TBC

Part 5: The Difference Three Months Makes -Three Months Earlier- Wiping the sheet of sweat off his forehead, Dillan panted heavily as he took in his surroundings in the quickly dimming and heavily forested part of the park he was running in. What had started as a short run to burn off the nervous energy he was feeling had easily turned into an hour-long run. The stress of the midterms was brutal. Psychology had been surprisingly easy, as was Biology and surprisingly enough Calculus. However, it was the dreaded Organic Chemistry course everyone in his major feared that had his stomach in knots. Studying for hours upon hours somehow still hadn’t seemed to help. It also didn’t help the professor was known to be especially evil and put the most enigmatic and esoteric things in the test, to further break the souls of anyone who would dare try to take his precious course, or at least… that’s how Dillan felt. “At least the professor grades on a curve…” Dillan muttered to himself, huffing as he tried to catch his breath. Looking around, he noticed how surprisingly empty the park was and noted how late it was already getting. Normally, this time of year the nights would still be rather cold and not great for cooling down after running, but as luck would have it, the weather had become an uncharacteristic heat wave. Slowly, Dillan began to slow his breathing, feeling the sweat drenching his body absorb into his shirt, causing the thin material to cling to his body as what felt like a river of sweat poured down his face and into his eyes. “God, it’s so damn muggy…” he sighed, looking around for a possible water fountain to grab a handful of water to splash on his face and cool down. Sadly, he saw nothing of the sort nearby, and only a small bathroom through the woods around the corner of the path. Groaning, he slowly stretched out his legs, feeling the slight ache of what would likely be massive cramps later in the night. “I knew I should have stretched more,” he sighed, before slowly walking down the path towards the brick building. Bending the curve, he took in the drab-looking structure as a nagging feeling settled into his mind. Something about the building had him trying to remember something he had heard once… be it in class or at lunch or the like. However, nothing could come to mind, just that he heard something about it. Walking in, he looked around the dimly lit tiled room. Several stalls with a few aging urinals were off to one side. Fresh paint covering over graffiti was sprayed on some of the doors, and two of the stall doors were closed. His footsteps echoed loudly in the sparse room, the sounds bouncing easily off the worn tiles. Walking over to one of the sinks, he turned on the cold faucet, and a slow steady stream of water poured out. Refreshingly cold water filled his now cupped hands and he splashed several handfuls on his face, and he let out a relieved sigh. That’s when the back of his right thigh cramped up. Fighting back a whine, he looked over to one of the free stalls, and limped his way in, taking a seat and closing the door. He began to massage the tense muscles, grinding his teeth as the pain spread and the muscles slowly began to relax under his manipulations. At first, he didn’t hear anything other than the occasional dripping from the faucet he had just used. That was until he heard shuffling in the stall next door, with the occasional thumping noise and what almost sounded like a muffled moan. Looking around, it was at that moment when he laid eyes on the crudely cut-out hole on either side of the walls of the cubicle that he realized what he was trying to remember about this particular bathroom. ——— It had been at lunch in the food hall, after a particularly stressful lecture when he was re-reading his notes while trying to eat a sandwich when he’d heard several of the popular guys joking around at the table across from him. “Fuck dude,” one of them, Eric if he remembered correctly, said, taking a huge puff on the very obviously banned vape he was holding, “That lecture was brutal as shit. Got me stressed the fuck out!” “Ha!” replied Chris. Of course, it’s Mr. Perfect the Football Captain and the Dipshit Brigade, Dillan thought to himself, barely looking as the head ringleader of the group exclaimed, ripping the vape out of his friend’s hand and taking a long hit on the device, exhaling out a huge cloud out. “Shit man,” Eric whined, grabbing the device back and slumping in his seat, “Not all of us can fly through that stuff like you and boy genius over there. Some of us are actually stressed!” “And some of us are trying to study and eat,” Dillan muttered, looking back down at his notes before taking a bite out of the dry and bland sandwich in his hand. Suddenly, Chris threw his arm around his friend and smiled mischievously at Dillan. “Hey, you just need quick stress relief,” Chris said grinning, “Just head down to the old bathroom in the forest part of the park. I hear there are some horny fags looking to suck a guy off if you get there at the right time.” Dillan sighed as he forced himself as he once again re-read the same section of his notes, trying to drown out the banter of the two, until Chris spoke again. “Fuck, you might even get lucky and get the ‘boy genius’ himself at one of those dirty gloryholes looking to help a guy out,” Chris laughed, shaking his friend’s shoulders. Sighing, Dillan got up, stuffing his books and notes into his bag and grabbing the half-eaten sandwich. Getting up, he shot the muscled jock a baleful look before tossing the sandwich in the trash and walking out. ——— Blushing hotly at the memory in a mixture of anger and embarrassment, Dillan continued to rub the muscles of his leg in silence, noting as the person next door began to let out an occasional moan in time with the now louder thumping of the bathroom stall wall. Slowly, he began to feel his cock harden slightly, imagining what was going on. Getting turned on by the sounds coming from the other stall, Dillan’s hand slowly drifted to his groin as he slowly rubbed himself through the thin material of the jogging shorts. “Fuck yeah man,” one of the men moaned softly, “Your dick feels so fucking good in my hole.” “Yeah, bro, even better than your mouth,” the other man said, as he seemed to pick up pace, “Love sticking my meat into a sloppy dump like yours. Gonna add my Grade-A cock snot to the mix.” “Yeah bud, breed me,” the first man groaned. Dillan, unable to hold back any longer, checked to make sure the door was locked to the stall, and pulled out his hard cock, slowly tugging on it as he listened to the sounds of the two men fucking and dirty talking. Suddenly, a finger shot out the glory hole, startling Dillan. At first, he didn’t know what to do, or say. Until the finger began to curl upwards in a come-to-me motion. Hesitating for a moment, Dillan thought about pulling up his pants. The finger pulled out and suddenly, a mouth was at the hole. The guy behind the wall ran his tongue along the edge and Dillan felt himself slowly making his way to the hole, lining his hard, throbbing prick to the hole. Hot wetness surrounded his swollen member as he let out a nearly inaudible groan. A mysterious hand grabbed his balls, pulling him tight against the wall as the unknown man worked his tongue around his cock expertly. Dillan had to grip the back stall behind him with one of his hands to brace himself as he felt the guy go to town on him, relishing the feeling of sheer pleasure on his cock. Two doors down, the man fucking the guy sucking him began pounding the wall hard in his fuck lust. “Shit, yeah, tighten up that fucking cumhole,” he groaned, the slams echoing loudly into the dimly lit bathroom, “Gonna shoot my load in you!” The mouth-sucking Dillan pulled away for a moment. “Give it to me man, fill my ass up,” the man sucking said, before diving back on Dillan’s cock with renewed fervor. The other man let out a loud groan as the slamming slowed to just the periodic thump as he shot over and over into the other man’s ass, as Dillan continued to get the best blowjob, if only one of the few, he had ever received. “Fuck… yeah,” the other man sighed, accompanied by the sound of some pulling up their pants and zipping up. Suddenly, the mouth left his cock again as the center man replied. “Same time tomorrow, stud?” he asked while shuffling sounds emitted from the other side of the wall. “Definitely,” the first guy said. Frustrated, Dillan began to pull his cock back as he assumed they were done, leaving him with a case of blue balls. He went to start pulling his pants up when the man next door put his cock through the wall. “Jaw’s a bit sore and needs a quick break,” he softly said out loud, wagging his cock in the air, “You want a go?” Dillan sat down on the stall, and grabbed the cock, looking at it for a moment. Longer than his for sure, but thinner and more veiny. Uncut where his was cut, the head glistened, with a bit of precum leaking out of the tip. Below it, two large, hen egg-sized balls hung loosely. Dillan barely thought about it before slowly sucking it into his mouth, relishing the taste. Slowly he began to let his face get fucked, using one of his hands to tug and squeeze on the massive set of balls in his hands, eliciting a groan and a hard thud against the wall. Occasionally he would work his tongue around, licking the other man’s piss-slit as the guy nearly pulled out of his mouth, hearing a sharp intake through teeth in satisfaction as he did so. Dillan lost track of time as he focused solely on the wet, hard prick in his mouth. Slowly his jaw began to start aching, unused to the actions it was doing. Softly, he tapped on the wall, pulling slightly away. Suddenly, the man pulled back and was gone, exiting through the stall door. Confused and dejected, Dillan frowned for a second as he sat there in silence. That is until he heard a knock on the stall door. Automatically, he reached forward and unlocked the door. Before him stood the man. Dillan guessed him to be in his mid-forties, with dark brown hair that had just begun greying on the sides, and a scruffy face with a well-formed mustache. Not overly muscular, but still an average build. Dillan internally likened him to the dad character from some animated movie he saw years ago, personified. Wearing a tank top and loosely holding a pair of khaki cargo shorts around his hips, his cock was standing at full attention, bouncing slightly in the warm, humid air. Dillan noticed a sleeve of tattoos going down one arm, “You’re a cute little fucker, ain't ya,” he said, making his way in and pushing the door softly closed behind him. Dillan gave a slightly confused half-smile in return, pleasantly surprised at the sudden intrusion. “Hard to get the right position with a wall in the way,” the man explained, before letting his pants drop and pulling Dillan’s head towards the glistening cock. As he wrapped his mouth around the man’s dick, he took note of the man’s tattoo just below his navel. It was a large black scorpion in a vaguely tribal design, with the stinger dripping bright red. Something about the tattoo struck Dillan as being odd, but unable to place it, he let the thought go and buried his nose in the man’s pubes. The man proceeded to fuck Dillan’s mouth again, taking deeper and deeper strokes down his throat, occasionally gagging him and only stopping to let him catch his breath before slamming back in. The man’s balls swung with each stroke, slapping his chin repeatedly with each slam down his throat. Drool began dripping off his chin, causing the man the smirk before pulling his throbbing dick out. Slapping it on the side of his face, he let out a slight laugh. “Fucking enjoying my dick, pig,” the man asked, almost making it sound more like a statement. Dillan, wordless and still trying to catch his breath and let his jaw relax from the brutal assault, could only nod in agreement. “Good. Time for you to bend over,” he replied, tugging on his spit-covered prick and gesturing for Dillan to turn around. Dillan complied and bent over the back of the toilet before thoughts of backing out began to fill his mind. But, it had been so long since he had been fucked. Months? Over a year? He was stressed and always felt so refreshed after, even though he’d had sex only a handful of times. The man was hot. Getting filled and shooting his load would be a great way to relax. But… was he really about to let this random stranger have his way? Neither of them had a condom as far as he could knew, and he was in a dingy bathroom where anyone could walk in. He was about to stand up and tell the guy he changed his mind when he felt the man begin to rim his exposed hole. Lust from the sensations he was getting from the man’s hot tongue wiped any further detracting thoughts away as he let out an involuntary moan. He stood there, bent over, relished the hot, wet firmness of the licking, and shivered occasionally as he felt the man’s scruffy facial hair brushed against the sensitive skin around his anus. “Oh, fuuuuuck, yeah, keep doing that,” he unintentionally moaned, words becoming harder to form as he felt the man began to replace his tongue with a rough finger, then two, stretching and spreading the tight circle of muscle. Dillan let out a sharp hiss and flinched as the man roughly shoved in a third finger, the nail catching on a part of the sensitive and thin skin. “Ow, your nails are kinda sharp,” he said, pulling away slightly. Stopping for a moment, the man pulled out a small brown bottle and a pack of cigarettes from his pants pocket. Setting the pack on the back of the toilet, he opened the bottle and held it under Dillan’s nose. Dillan’s instantly recognized the bottle as being poppers. He had never tried them before but had secretly always wanted to try them. He silently nodded and began to sniff several times at the bottle. At first, he just smelled the odd scent of the poppers when suddenly, he felt the effects spread throughout his body. Flushed and relaxed, he instinctively pushed back on the man’s fingers. “Good boy,” the man growled, roughly shoving his fingers hard into the now loosening hole, “Gonna fuck you nice and hard. Wreck that tight hole and make you beg for it.” With the effects of the poppers flowing through his brain, Dillan barely found himself being able to form a thought. After a few moments, however, he finally could find the words to speak. “Do…. Do you have a condom?” “Nah, bud,” the man said, continuing to roughly shove his fingers in, still scraping the walls with his nails as he continued, “But I can pull out if you want. I’ll let you know when I’m close.” Dillan nodded, his mind still swimming in the popper-induced fog. Suddenly, the man pulled his fingers out, leaving him feeling slightly empty at the loss. Just as suddenly, the man was pulling his ass upwards and the head of his cock was pressed against the opening. Groaning once again, he felt as the man slowly worked himself inside his ass, internally grateful for the slickness of the rimming and the now apparently copious amount of precum the man was leaking. After a few moments, he was fully inside, the man’s massive hairy balls resting against Dillan’s thighs. Reaching around Dillan, the man grabbed the pack of cigarettes, pulling one out and lighting it before finally exhaling a huge cloud of smoke after holding in the smoke for a moment. “Want one?” The man asked, offering the pack to him. “I, uh…” Dillan replied, his mind scattered between the rush of poppers and the cock seated deep in his guts, “I’ve never smoked before.” “No worries,” he replied, “I can swap smoke with you if you want. Get you used to it. Feels amazing while fucking. Even more so with poppers.” Once more, Dillan only nodded his mind in a flurry of activity, overwhelmed with all the sensations and actions taking place. Satisfied with the answer, the man wrapped one of his arms around Dillan’s neck, and after taking another deep inhale, began pulling him back against him as his other hand pulled the burning cigarette out of his mouth. Turning Dillan’s face towards him, he locked lips with him, making out as he began to breathe out the smoke into Dillan. Breaking away, he smiled as Dillan blew out a huge cloud of his smoke. Slowly he began to rock in and out of the hole, picking up speed. Occasionally he would stop, feeding Dillan more smoke. “Fuck, you got an amazing ass,” the man growled, flicking away the now-spent cigarette butt before pulling another two out and lighting them. Taking one out, he placed it on Dillan’s lips. Dillan coughed hard, not used to the stronger smoke, nearly dropping it out of his mouth. Suddenly, he felt the man holding the poppers under his nose again. “Take a few hits and then try again,” he said, slowly pistoning his cock in and out as he coached Dillan. Doing as he said, he took several deep sniffs off the brown bottle, waiting a few moments for the wave of heat and relaxation to hit him. Nodding at the man, the bottle was removed and Dillan again took a draw on the cigarette, surprised that he no longer felt a strong urge to cough. Fighting back only a slight cough, he exhaled, amazed at the large cloud coming out of him. “Fuck yeah, man,” the man growled, picking back up his pace, “Looks like we broke your smoke cherry. Suck down that smoke while I breed your college boy pussy. Gonna flood you with my potent baby batter. Paint the walls of your insides with my seed, fucker, and then work it in with my prick.” Dillan could only focus on the sensations of smoking, getting high on poppers, and feeling the man fuck him hard and deep. Only the thoughts of those things were running through his head. After just a short while, the man’s rhythm began to falter. “Love fucking tight holes like yours. Breaking them in and nutting deep inside. Damn… Gonna fucking shoot,” he said, slamming even harder in an uneven tempo, “Where do you want it?” “In… in…” Dillan breathlessly groaned as his ass received the brutal assault, “In me.” “Fuck yeah,” the man groaned and he began to jolt, the first volley of cum shooting out of his dick, “Take my dirty fucking nut. Gonna ruin your sexy little ass. Fuck! Take all my toxic load. I’m knocking your slutty ass up.” Dillan’s mind slowly worked over what the man said as he continued to jerk around with each shot of cum. It was at that moment he realized what the tattoo was, having read about it in some random forum on the internet. As the realization of what had just happened set in, the man slowly finished shooting inside him. “You… you’re poz,” Dillan huffed out, half in a question and half in a statement, “I didn’t know. Why didn’t you tell me?” “Hey, bud,” the man said, holding Dillan in place as he slowly pulled out his spent cock, coated in a light sheen of cum, “I asked and you said to cum inside you. Not my fault you took a raw cock. Also, you never asked about my status. That’s on you.” Standing up for a moment, Dillan’s mind processed what had happened. The guy has a point, he thought to himself. I didn’t ask. I wanted him to fuck me. And… I enjoyed this. God… why did I enjoy this? “Dude,” the man said, taking a drag on his cigarette, “I seriously would have pulled out if you asked, but like I said, you wanted it. You saw my tatt and you're at a fucking gloryhole in the park.” Looking down, Dillan realized he was standing at full mast. “I’m… um…” Dillan said silently, grabbing the man’s arm, “Just surprised I guess. I’ve never done something like this before is all…” The man let out a small smile as he took another drag on the cigarette before letting out a slight laugh. “Looks like you’re a little bugchaser and you didn’t even know it,” the man said smiling, gesturing to Dillan’s still painfully hard dick. “A…. What?” Dillan asked, confused and unfamiliar with the term. “Look it up when you get home, bud,” he said, blowing the smoke in Dillan’s face. Grabbing his head, the man pulled him down to his now softening cock. “Clean me with that hot little mouth of yours. And if you give me a bit, we can go for round two.” Pulling the half-smoked cigarette out of the the other man’s hands, he then put both back in his mouth, as he watched Dillan put his cock into his mouth. Both stilled as the sound of the bathroom door opening echoed in the tiled room. The new stranger walked over to the stalls and opened the door to their stall. After a few moments, another man walked up to the open stall door, taking in the scene. Slightly overweight, he was wearing a wife beater and jeans, dark black hair threatening to escape from under his shirt. He began rubbing a noticeable-sized lump under the fabric. “He looking for another load?” The man outside the stall nodded slightly towards Dillan. “You want to get a few more loads in you before I add my second load to that sexy little cumdump of yours,” the man asked, looking down at Dillan as he pulled his cock out of his mouth. Slightly embarrassed, Dillan nodded. The first man sat on the toilet and drew hard on the two cigarettes in his mouth before pulling Dillan slightly up and swapping the smoke with him. “Hot little pig boy here is looking for some fun it seems,” the man said, grabbing the bottle of poppers and bending Dillan over, “Enjoy, fucker.” ——— -Present Day- It was three hours later, and with 5 loads in his ass from several other men who came in during his time in the restroom, Dillan slowly walked back to the dorms. The first guy, true to his word, had fucked him and left him with a second, equally large load in his ass. Between each guy, he’d fuck him lazily until another person came in, working each load deep in his intestines. His mind had been racing. After the high of sex and poppers wore off, he began to regret his actions. He pulled out his phone, setting up an appointment the next day at the campus health center to get on PEP, vowing to never be so stupid again. But, unknown to him at the time, the seed had been planted so to speak. It was a month after looking up the term the man had called him, ‘bugchaser’, that horniess got the better of him. His research led him to parts of the internet and porn he’d never imagined. Every night he found it harder to not come to bareback porn, shooting his largest loads to the ones with a poz guy or smoker in it. He had taken his PEP pills, and testing showed he was surprisingly clean of all infections. Lucky, it would seem. Two months after, he was back in the dingy bathroom, taking loads in his ass and mouth. He never saw the guy from the first time there again, secretly wishing he could have another round and finally scratch the itch their encounter had created in him. Yet still, nothing on his testing. Even though this time, he didn't take PrEP. Nor PEP. Something had changed in him. At first, he didn’t care if he caught something. Then, it became a fascination and longing. Reading about the fuck flu… knowing another man’s virus was changing him permanently. The dirtiness and [banned word] nature of everything intrigued him. Making him shoot his cum everywhere when he thought back to all the things the man in the bathroom had said to him while the fucked. And then, three months later, he couldn’t stand it anymore. The strange desire he had developed now had him currently bent over, with a stranger shoving what he guessed to be frozen cum from strangers into his ass. Sharing a cigar with his former tormentor, and secret object of his desire and jealousy. Drinking the same man’s piss, in some strange turn of fate. In a sex club, on POZ night. It would be a horrific miracle if he didn't catch something tonight. Laughing to himself, he silently wondered what else this night would bring. Because, based on the past, it was amazing what a difference three months could make.

Repurposing and updating an older story I wrote for agaysex.com back in the early 00's under a different pen name. ---- It was a Saturday night and Thomas was browsing the internet looking for a potential hookup. Being a Bi 25 male in a live-in mf relationship made hard for him to capitalize on his carnal desires for male to male action. So when opportunities arose he wanted to take advantage of it. His girlfriend was visiting her parents for the weekend, and Thomas found himself immediately logging into his favorite hookup app and began searching for dick as she left. He had wasted most of his afternoon browsing. Sending messages to "active" users he found interesting, but he wasn't getting any responses back. Thomas was the definition of an otter. Average looks with an average body that carried a little weight to on a slim frame. He was pretty proud of his cock sitting in at 7" in length with a nice thick 5" girth. A cock that was too much for most women, and always caught male bottoms off guard. Thomas was skilled top and regularly pushed bottom past the second sphincter. His ass wasn't large but he kept it in shape with regular squats and lunges at the gym. As Thomas reloaded the active user page. He was starting to think that the night would end up unsuccessful, but wanted to give it one last try. Who knows, maybe something changed in the last 15 minutes? That's when he came across a pair of profiles that caught his attention. Both online, and both seemingly in the same place. Their profile descriptions states they were a couple who looking to play with a potential third. Thomas had only experienced a mmm threesome once before, and the thought of getting spit roasted caused his cock to tingle with excitement. Thomas eagerly sent out a messages to both profiles and unlocked his private pics. He asked if they felt up for some fun and that he was more than excited by the idea of playing with both. It wasn’t long before Thomas heard the familiar chime of a new message coming to his inbox and he was greeted with a message from Fred. Fred was in his late thirties, with a caramel skinned dad bod, goatee, and shaved head. Fred carried with him a thick curved uncut cock with a plump sack hanging low. Curiously, above his crotch was the tattoo of a scorpion. Thomas had never seen that before. "Probably a horoscope thing." he thought. Fred's partner Mitch was a bearish white man in his mid forties. Clean shaven, parted brown hair, and a stout and thick cock. Mitch seemed to be the bottom in the relationship as he also had his big bear ass on display in his photos. Based on the position he took, Mitch was very flexible. Thomas loved that in a man. Both had their status listed as "Ask Me" in their profile. In reading that, Thomas thought it was great they wanted to have a conversation about status. Thomas opened the message from Fred. "Hi there, thanks for the message. I'm Fred. My husband Mitch I are definitely looking for a third to join us for some fun tonight. Interested?" Thomas' cock tented in the loose jersey shorts he wore around his apartment. He had been looking all night, and he finally hooked a big one. He quickly replied. "I'm Thomas, nice to meet ya. That sounds awesome. I'm actually ready to meet up when you are. So let me know when and where." He couldn't hit send fast enough. He then waited, what felt like hours in the mere moment it took for Fred to reply. "That's great. This is our address. Let us know your eta?" Thomas copied the address and looked up a route in a hurry. Fred and Matt were a little under thirty minutes south of where Thomas lived. "Be there in the next hour?" Thomas replied. "See you then." was Fred swift response. Thomas was flushed with blood. Heart pumping. The overwhelming excitement about what he was going to experience made him shake a little. It had been three years since Thomas was with another man let alone two, and his desire for cock has been going crazy as of late. He was finally going to get some cock, and he couldn't think of better circumstances. Thomas put on a T-shirt, some shorts, his best pair of boxers, and jumped into his Honda Civic. As he put the keys into the ignition his cock swelled. He rubbed his crotch as he drove to edge himself. Thomas arrived at the house 20 minutes later and approach the door. After ringing the door bell, he looked down to see his dick still straining against his shorts. The edging he had done during on the ride over created a familiar damp spot as his cock oozed precrum. As the door opened, Thomas was greeted by the handsome olive skinned man, Fred. Fred warmly invited Thomas into his home and introduced me to his lover Mitch. Whatever nerves Thomas felt about coming quickly faded. The three talked for a little bit in Fred & Mitch's impressive home to learn a bit about each other. Fred was an Optometrist, and Mitch was finishing up his time as a Major in the Air Force. As the three continued the conversation into the living room. They sat down on the couch, with Fred and Mitch sitting closely on each side of Thomas. As they got comfortable, Fred asked a little bit more about Thomas. "So you're Bi and currently living with your girlfriend?" Fred asked. "Yeah we moved in together after college. It's helped a lot with expenses." Thomas replied adding "She's out for the weekend." "I use to be Bi as well." Mitch said adding, "went through a few divorces until I realized how much more I liked dick and was only staying married cause of my job in the military. Turns out, there's plenty of closeted men looking for their nut on base." As Mitch spoke he placed his hand across Thomas and began rubbing Fred's crotch. As he got to the note about other closeted men, his grasp moved from Fred's crotch to Thomas'. "Your profile also says 'neg.' Is that right?" Fred asked, there was a twinkle in his eye that Thomas didnt quite catch. He was too distracted by Mitch's playing with his cock through his sorts. "Y-yeah." Thomas stammered out. "Excellent. We only play bare. I hope that isn't a problem?" Fred asked. Thomas was in heat, and didn't really process the question with the same level of scrutiny he would behind a screen. He remembered that the Status listed on Frank's and Mitch's profile listed "Ask Me." So this was them broaching the topic, cause they were also neg, right? These men were handsome, obviously took care of themselves, and had a very nice home. What was the worse that could happen? "No problem at all." Thomas said. As he confirmed his willingness, Fred leaned in for a kiss. Thomas moaned a little as their lips met, and Mitch gave his crotch a little squeeze. Thomas' lips parted, and Fred took his cue to thrust his tongue inside. They kissed deeply, and when they separated Fred turned to Mitch and kissed him just as passionately. Mitch then kissed Thomas and soon all three men were face to face crossing swords with their tongues. Thomas reached out to each of their dicks as they made out. He felt up Fred's long cock and Mitch's thick tool. Thomas own cock was being loosened from his shorts as the men slowly peeled away Thomas' clothes. Mitch worked his hands under Thomas' shirt and began tweaking Thomas' nipples. As Thomas' shirt went over his head, Fred got up from the couch and suggested Mitch and he escort their naked prize to their bedroom. As Thomas climbed onto the bed, the other two stripped down bare and joined him on the king size mattress that dominated the room. Thomas made a comment about his luck being between the pair and soon Fred was back to making out with the 25 year old. Thomas felt Mitch moving down his body and began sucking and slurping on Thomas' cock. As Mitch sucked, Fred played with Thomas' nipples. Flicking, squeezing, biting, and licking between sloppy kiss after sloppy kiss. Thomas' passion ascended at the skilled work the pair was doing. He let out a soft moan as Mitch continued to run the length of Thomas' dick with his expert tongue, taking care to lap it across the velvet texture of Thomas' scrotum. They continued like that for a while, Fred and Thomas exploring each other’s mouths and caressing their bodies while Mitch continued to service their cocks. Mitch didn't want to stop sucking Thomas' cock, but he also wanted some attention on his own. So he moved onto his back and asked Thomas to tend to his thick hard dick too. Thomas obliged and moved on top of Mitch into the 69 position and quickly swooped in to take Mitch's fat cock in his mouth. As Thomas moved his head into position, he noticed Mitch also had the same scorpion tattoo Frank had. "Must be a couple thing." Thomas thought has he brought his mouth down onto Mitch's thick tool. The taste of dick was something Thomas had been missing for a while, and he forgot just how smoothly a cock can glide itself in and out of a wet hole. Whatever previous worries Thomas may have had about “getting rusty” were quickly thrown out the window as he feverishly sucked Mitch off. Mitch responded in kind shoving Thomas' cock deeper into his mouth. He accomplished this by grabbing Thomas' ass and pushing his face deeper into Thomas' crotch. As Mitch sucked Thomas' cock and massaged his ass, Frank had come from behind and began rimming Thomas' exposed hole. Thomas loudly with Mitch's thick member in his mouth. The pleasure Thomas was feeling from Franks expert tongue was sending him whirling. Thomas took Mitch's dick deeper and deeper down his throat until he chocked on it in his excitement. This almost pushed Mitch past the breaking point and he quickly popped his dick out of Thomas' mouth to cool it down. Mitch's load was destined for Thomas' naive hole, and Mitch knew better than to waste a drop of his tainted seed. Frank loved fucking a sloppy hole, and the couple planned to spend the night filling Thomas up with their charged loads until it seeped from every orifice. Fred had been doing work on Thomas' hole all the while, probbing his tongue in and out. Lightly biting the rim of Thomas' sphincter. Probing the loosening hole with his fingers. Even giving the insides a little scratch here and there. Thomas loved all of it, and Frank was more than happy to continue priming his hole for total saturation. Once Thomas' hole started to hold its gape, Frank decided it was time to tease Thomas' hole with his leaking rod. Frank wanted Thomas begging for his cock, and he started with some light taps on Thomas' ass checks with his member. Thomas felt the thudding against his rear, his hole puckering with each hit. Frank continued rubbing the tip of his head around, and would give Thomas the occasion slap on the ass. "I think he's ready." Frank declared. Mitch got out from under Thomas. His thick cock covered in spit and throbbing. He came around to Thomas' hole and Frank moved to Thomas' front presenting his uncut cock. Thomas needed no encouragement and began sucking Frank's dick like a natural. Mitch watched as Thomas' head bobbed up and down on Franks cock making lewd slurping and sucking sounds. The motion of the blowjob made Thomas ass move back and forth as well enticing Mitch to shove his dick into the wanting hole. Mitch stuck a finger in, and soon Thomas was fucking himself on that finger as he sucked off Frank. With his free hand Mitch grabbed his PA and fastened it onto his member. He pulled his finger out of Thomas so he could finish fastening the thread of the piercing, and was happy to see the hole wasn't closing quickly. It was loose enough for the fucking to come. Thomas continued to messily suck Franks cock, spit dribbling down the sides of his mouth. He was becoming a cock pig, and soon the couple was going to turn him into a pregnant cum pig. Even if he didn't quite understand the true extent of the phrase. Thomas noticed Mitch's finger was no longer in this hole, but it wasn’t long before he could feel the pressure of Mitch's cock at the entrance. The tip felt colder, but he didn't put much thought into it. It was probably a dollop of lube, after all. Mitch gave Thomas' hole a few slaps with his cock. The PA glistening in the light of the bedroom. Slowly, he began pressing the head of his cock into Thomas hole. Mitch hadn't lubbed yet, and that was all part of the plan. As his cock started to snag on the anal walls of Thomas' sphincter, Mitch spit into the hole and on his cock to help guide his thick tool in. Thomas felt the mass pushing into his body, and paused sucking Franks cock in reaction. Pausing, however, was not an option as Frank grabbed the back of Thomas' head and held his jaw to being face fucking him. Thomas felt a bit of pain as Mitch's thick tool expanded his hole, and there was this extra sensation at the front of the push that Thomas couldn't describe. It felt amazing though. Mitch wanted to mess up that hole, but he also didn't want to kill the mood by inflicting too much pain on someone with so little experience. So he took his time expanding and priming Thomas' tight ass. Once he bottomed out, he held his cock in place, flexing it inside of Thomas hole. Thomas was now being spit roasted by the two men and his own cock was fully erect and leaking. He could barely think, the sheer ecstasy of the moment clouded his thoughts. His vision blurred. He only existed as a sex sleeve for Frank and Mitch in this moment. Having sensed Thomas will and hole could accommodate the fucking to come, Mitch withdrew his cock a moment to apply more lube. As he withdrew he saw a bit of blood on the shaft of his cock. Mitch smiled and looked up and Frank who met Mitch's smile with his own. They were going to knock Thomas up tonight. The feeling of Mitch's dick exiting was relieving, but Thomas was beginning to miss the sense of being filled up from inside. Sensing this longing, Mitch finished applying his lube applied he dived back in, this time reaching deeper with more ease. Mitch's cock wasn't long enough to push past the sigmoid colon, but he sure as hell could hit its seal to weaken the barrier for when Franks cock was ready for a turn. Thomas let out a low moan as he continued to get face fucked by Fred’s cock and his ass battered by Mitch. The fucking Mitch was giving Thomas was getting harder and faster. Thomas' hole hugged the girth of Mitch's cock like a vice. Each thrust dragged Mitch's PA stud along the inner walls of Thomas asshole. When the PA hit his prostate, Thomas' cock would spasm emitting another globule of precum from the tip. Thomas' body was on fire. This was becoming the best sex he has had in his life. Why was he repressing himself from experiencing total sexual satisfaction by denying his true nature? Mitch grabbed Thomas by the hips and lifted his upper body while keeping his ass in position. As Thomas reclined into the embrace of Mitch, Frank saw the trail of precum stretching from the small pool in the bed up to the tip of Thomas now exposed and displayed cock. The cock bounced and wiggled in the air as Mitch continued to plow Thomas' ass. Frank instinctively licked his lips imaging the taste he'll soon have of Thomas' leaking cock. Frank moved to a nearby nightstand and opened a drawer, pulling out a small brown bottle with a red cap. He moved in front of Thomas and locked eyes with him. Frank took the bottle, opening the lid and placing it under his nose. He inhaled deeply, switched nostrils and inhaled again. Frank then help the bottle under Thomas' nose. "Breathe it into each of your nostrils and hold it until you can't no more." Mitch whispered behind him. Mitch slowed his fucking to just the smallest thrusts so that Thomas could sniff the bottle. Thomas did as instructed. He wasn't sure what the bottle was, and it smelled like Isopropyl Alcohol. When he finished he held is breath and Frank helped Mitch take some hits as well. Frank exhaled and capped the bottle, tossing it aside on the bed. He knealed, lowering his head, raising his ass, and extending his tongue out to lick under Thomas seeping cock. Frank's eyes looked up at Thomas' reddening face, and Frank began slowly teasing and sucking Thomas cock his. Thomas exhaled and so did Mitch, who never stopped pumping his meat into Thomas' hole. The rooms filled with the smells of warmed Amyl Nitrate. Mitch began playing with Thomas nipples, and licking the nape of his neck. Frank's eyes glazed over as he deep throated Thomas cock. Mitch's fucking became focused and purposeful as Thomas' hole warmed and slacked, losing all of its resistance. The three men moan and groaned like dogs in heat as the rush hit. Thomas was drooling. Vision hazed. Ears Ringing. His nipples, cock, and hole felt as if they were a single entity. Each tweak of his nipple made his cock twitch in Frank's mouth. Mitch's groin was flush against Thomas's widening hole. Thier bodies only separating as Mitch thrust his hips rhythmically in and out of Thomas' ass. Each thrust from Mitch pushed Thomas' cock deeper into Franks mouth. Three bodies melded into one sexual unit. Mitch licked up and down Thomas' neck and ears. Biting and tugging on his lobes. "How's that cock feel, boy?" Mitch growled. Thomas could only moan in response. "Yeah I bet. You cant wait to become a cumdump for your Daddies." Mitch replied. The mention"Daddies" made Thomas' cock and hole twitch. Mitch continued, "Your Daddies are carrying a special gift in our loads. A special gift for our special, boy. Do you want your gift?" "Gift?" Thomas thought, but the haze made it hard to think clearly. "Gift = cum. I want cum." Was the extent he could put together. "Cum in me!" Thomas found himself shouting. "Give me your load, Daddy!" Mitch squeeze Thomas' nips and pulled Thomas body into his. He began to buck and spasm, grunting loudly as he began to shoot his load deep inside the now cock crazed Thomas. Thomas could feel Mitch's cock expand and contract as it impregnated him. Mitch kept his cock in and slowly milked it using Thomas ass. Mitch would make sure every last drop was going into the hole. Frank had moved to Mitch's side and watched as his lover slowly extracted his cock from Thomas hole. In exit, some of Mitch's cum dribble out but Frank used his cock to catch it as he switched places with Mitch. Thomas moved to his back lifting his legs and exposing his hole. Frank wasted no time and thrusted his curved cock into Thomas' freshly fucked and seeded hole. Thomas had to adjust to the curve, but once he did Frank entered fully. Frank didn't have Mitch's girth, but his length pushed even deeper shoving Mitch's spunk deeper into Thomas. Frank grabbed Thomas legs to use as a counter brace and began fucking. Frank's thrusts were different from Mitch as he took long strokes in and out of Thomas. The head would often come fully out and Frank would plunge himself back in. Thomas was thankful in hindsight that Mitch went first. It would have been harder to withstand Frank's anal assault if his ass wasn't already widened and loosened. As Frank fucked Thomas' brains out. Mitch moved to Thomas' exposed cock, balls, nips, and belly. Mitch moved his hands across Thomas body as Frank railed away. Occasionally Mitch would stop and give a suck or lick of each part he was massaging. The pair made an excellent team as one ran interference while the other went on offense, so to speak. Frank placed Thomas' legs on his shoulders. Hands firmly on each of Thomas' cheeks. He looked directly into Thomas eyes. "Ready for your second load, slut?" Frank asked without exactly asking. Thomas nodded, not breaking eye contact. Frank hammered away reaching even deeper inside Thomas than before. Waves of pleasure coursed through Thomas' body as his hole gave way to Frank's pleasures. Mitch laid next to them watching his lover went to town. With a few extra thrusts, Thomas felt Franks cock explode. As if they had planned it Mitch then began feverishly sucking on Thomas' cock. The expansion of Fred’s dick was overwhelming as he began to cum shooting streams of cum inside Thomas whose dick also swelled climaxed inside Mitch's skilled mouth. Mitch never lifted his head and sucked down each burst of Thomas neg cum. The post orgasm pleasure subsided and Frank withdrew from Thomas. He moved back to the nightstand and produced a but plug from the drawer. He put it inside Thomas and smiled saying "We don't want to waste your gift now do we?" Thomas just nodded, trying to catch his breath and bearings. Frank and Mitch wiped up the sweat they built up with a towel, and helped Thomas with some light drying as well. They then rejoined him on the bed. "So..." Frank began. "You said your partner is gone for the weekend, right?" (to be continued)

Got lucky yesterday while out on my morning beach run. Was running along the beach, shirt off, muscles showing, wearing my usual running shorts that kind of highlight my bulge and show off my leg muscles…anyway a sexy af younger stud was running towards me…we pass, make eye contact…he keeps going and I keep going my direction. Little did I know, he turned around and started coming back towards me from behind. I didn’t notice as I was focused on running and listening to music. I finally reach the spot where I usually stop and stretch. There’s a bluff above there and some good places to fuck, which I’ve been lucky enough to have enjoyed in the past. This sexy guy, covered in sweat, shirt off, gorgeous body, fit, tan, light brown hair, blue eyes…just my type of guy…he comes up to me and starts talking about the weather, running, etc. I keep glancing at his package and going back to his gorgeous face…he’s getting the vibe that I’m into him. He’s looking down at my hardening cock that’s being constrained by my jock. Looks like he’s very interested in finding out what’s inside my shorts. I kind of ask him what he’s up to after the run, if he’d like to stretch together. Told him about the spot on the bluff that’s perfect for stretching and hanging out. We head that way. He’s in front of me and his bubble butt is right in my face as we’re climbing the hill. Fuck, at this point my cock is leaking precum and swollen inside my jock. We get to a good spot that’s out of view. He comes over to me and reaches out to grab my cock, but in a nonchalant way. I grab his hand before he touches my bulge and guide it to my chest, I pull him in for a deep kiss. We start making out, pressing our sweaty bodies against each other. I pull down my shorts and step out of them, now just wearing my jock. He pulls his shorts down and doesn’t have any luring else on…just his sexy body showing and a huge cock with low hangers. Had to be at least 9”. I drop to start sucking on him. He’s rock hard and thickening as I gag on deep throating him. He’s leaking so much precum. Lucky for me I prepped in the morning while showering so my ass was ready for cock. I turn around and get on all 4’s to present my cumhole. He lines up and penetrates me in the most sensuous way. He’s sliding into my velvet smooth hole inch by inch until his balls are resting on my body. He starts pumping and pistoning in and out. I’m matching his rhythm by contracting my ass muscles as he’s sliding out in the hopes that I’m milking him good. Finally after a few mins he’s breathing hard and moaning with pleasure. His cock is now very stiff and my hole is slick by all his precum…finally he blows, driving forward balls deep and I feel his cock throbbing and that nice warmth of cum coating my ass walls. At that point I am having an anal orgasm and uncontrollably start shooting my load all over the ground. It was intense. We’ll hopefully meet up again for another run.

So it's the long weekend here in Melbourne in Australia and I have nothing planned. I am sure there are plenty of gay events around and the sauna is pumping, but I don't consider myself quite the standard for either. I am a stocky 50 y/o. Totally smooth all over except for below, and avg cock. But I don't stress over the cock because I am a total bottom. And a horny one at that. I stopped prep about 2 months ago. Work had been busy and nothing was happening, so I decided to give the body a break from it. I got through most of the long weekend ok, but come Monday I was getting really horny. So I decided to advertise on a couple of sites and see if I could get some cock and cum. Completely forgetting I was not taking Prep. However, I wasn't all that hopeful I was gonna get any action anyhow. Guys around here are quite picky. Come 6pm it was getting dark and to my surprise I got a message from a blank profile wanting to do an anonymous breeding. Door unlocked, me waiting in the dark. He wanted to walk in and find me in the dark, let me suck him hard then fuck and breed me and leave. I thought "what the hell" and put the plan in motion. I had no idea of age or what he looked like. But hey, I can't be picky and I needed to be fucked. Come to 30 minutes later I am on all fours on the bed in my jocks in a dark room as I hear the front door open. Soon enough I have a nice soft cock in my mouth growing to a respectable 7" rock hard. He says in a gruff low voice. "That's enough, I need to breed" and turns me around and slides all the way in in one go. Thank god I prepped and stretched. He fucked fast and within minutes I hear his breath speed up and he says as he grunts, "take my babies". and bottoms out as he floods my arse with his anonymous seed. As many of you bottoms on here will appreciate, it was like a flame that was lit in me getting my first load and I was on heat and desperate for more. He slid out and before I even had a chance to turn over he was gone. I reached over to my side table and took a but plug out of the drawer and slid it in. There was no way I was going to risk losing a drop. As I slid the plug in my phone went off again to my delight. Another guy looking to lose a load, but said his brother was in town visiting and they both wanted to breed a hole. My heart skipped a beat with the next sentence. "Reckon you could take us both at the same time?". I tell them I already have one load in me so it should be nice and wet for them. And a pic followed of 2 respectable cocks. One average 7" cock with a mushroom head and the other had to be a solid 9" long but skinnier. My first thoughts were I could probably take them both, and I was definitely going to try. So I said yes and sure enough the request for me to be blindfolded the whole time came. Short response for me, "Yes, how soon?". "Can be there in 1hr. Make sure the room is dimmed and you are blindfolded". Come to 1hr later I remove the plug and I am in my dark room and I hear the door open and two guys chatting and laughing. They sound like they are in their late 20's or early thirties and I am so horny at this point. They come into the room and to my surprise one says, "Damn that's nice, no wonder you are already loaded." I feel a hand feeling my arse and hole and the guy touching me says "dude, are those tats on your arse?" I respond "yes" and he tells his brother to turn on the light so he can see. On my left arse cheek is is a tattoo of a cheeky pig and on the right arse cheek. They have a little laugh and I hear them undressing, but they don't turn the light off again. I feel a hand under my chin as someone lifts up my head. I am expecting to feel a cock in me face, but instead I feel a tongue and lips and one of them kissing me. He clearly has a beard which turns me on even more and I can taste he is a smoker. He breaks the kiss and says, "no wonder you have a load in you, you are hot! Ready for us to feed the little piggies?" "The same guy says, "I'm going to get in under you man, and I want you to sit on my cock. Then my brother is going to slide in next to mine. Then get ready to take 2 big 5 day loads from us both." I do as I am told and I can feel the guy under me is a little stock like me, but hairy and it takes all my self control not to just bear hug him. He feels and tastes amazing. I feel his cock rub against my stomach and realise he is the longer 9" cock. I adjust myself and feel his cock at my entrance and he says "squeeze a bit of that cum out to wet my cock". I do as I am told and squeeze some cum out and feel it drop out on his cock. As it does he slides right in almost simultaneously and I am proud I take it to the hilt. As I do, he tongue kissing me again and whispers in satisfaction "that's it, take my baby maker". I am a total bottom and still this gets me rock hard and oozing precum on his hairy stomach. I slowly move up and down on his cock and hear his brother say, "ready for another?", but without waiting for a response I feel his cock pressing at my already full hole. To my delight he takes a couple of minutes to slowly push in so that it is not uncomfortable and allows my arse time to adjust.The whole time he is slowly opening me up his brother is passionately kissing me and telling me "that's it, nice and slow". It is the most amazing feeling as the second guys cock pops past my second barrier and I am totally full of two cocks. I slowly move around a bit to make sure the guy under me gets some fucking as well, and the top guy is moaning as he slowly fucks me alongside his brother. I can see below the eye mask as I break from my kisses and they have left the lights on to my surprise and I catch a glance of a tattoo on the guy under me just below his belly button under his blonde hairy stomach. There is no mistaken that it is a biohazzard tattoo. The sight of the tattoo along with the rubbing against his furry belly sends me over the edge and I cum hands free on his stomach. As I realize what I have seen the top brother starts to pick up the pace a bit and he is telling his brother it won't be long now as he can't hold 5 days in much longer. The brother under me says go for it as he is on the edge. No sooner do they say it, I feel the top thrust in full balls deep and I feel the tell tale sign of more fluids in my arse. Then the brother under me starts grunting and groaning in unison and my arse is stretched more than it has ever been and very wet. After a minute of flooding my insides the top brother pulls out but the bottom one stays in me as he stays hard. He is feeling my face as he kisses me and says, "Let the hole relax and close, I don't want you to lose any. And about a minute later while still kissing me and his brother is getting dressed he slowly plops out. The brother under me then gently rolls me off him and says, "Now, no letting any out. I want you to keep our seed in you all night." And I agree with mixed emotions. I so want to see his face and am on a sex high. They both dress and leave and I lay on the bed full of their seed. Toxic seed I imagine, but I just don't care. While laying there, I grab my phone and message the guy with a message I thought I would never send: "Thanks for an amazing fuck. By the way, caught a glimpse of the tattoo while you were fucking me. Not sure what your intentions were, but I don't care. I'll do as you say on one condition. You and your brother come back every night while he is still here and top it up. When he leaves, I want you to continue the job until it takes. And no more blindfold. I want to know who the father is". Response in just one minute: "Deal! You're hot. What about after it takes, care to start a family with me?". Attached is a face pic that looks like a doppelganger of Logan Stevens. TBC

One can, of course, believe in anything, including little green men from Mars, a flat earth, or a moon made of green cheese. That doesn't render the belief reasonable in terms of the available evidence. A $35 contribution from four years ago to a group like ActBlue (or WinRed, on the other side) is not grounds for recusal, especially given the overall record. As multiple legal commentators have pointed out, any other defendant would have been jailed, at least temporarily, during the trial for contempt of court for the many, many violations of the gag order as well as his behavior in court in general. Trumpanzees may wail and moan about the indignity of trying him in the first place, but the evidence was pretty much overwhelming. I am pretty confident the verdict will be upheld.

Carl showered as he waited for the boys to get there. He had 19 days left to poz them counting today He was just coming out of the bathroom, wrapped in a towel when he heard a knock on his door He opened it to find the boys standing nervously in the hall. He stepped back and motioned them in Carl hated the terrified looks on their faces. He could not get the thought of Paul with the same look as the men in C Block surrounded him and…. “NO! I can’t think about that! It will drive me insane!” He thought pushing the image away “Look,” he said to the boys “This can be a bad experience for you or you can chose to make it as good as it can be. I’m here to listen to you and will do this how ever you want. Your Dad told me to tall you that this is his gift of protection for you… He’s all alone now and… I'm sure he misses me as much as I miss him” Carl couldn’t tell them about the realities of prison life and what was probably happening to Paul. It wasn’t these two’s fault and it would just make them feel guilty “I don’t have any preferences” Bobby said dully “Though it does help to think that it’s Dad’s gift to us. It makes it easier somehow” Carl kept his face neutral when Mike said how he wanted it, but the look on Bobby’s face mirrored his thoughts “Martin needs to pay for breaking this boy so badly” he snarled in his mind Bobby shook his head sadly and said “Lets get started, I will go first” he said to break the tension Carl took them to the bed and as Bobby stripped he asked “Is Martin harassing you two?” “He went somewhere last night and told us he won’t be back until tomorrow” Bobby said Carl looked the boy up and down. Where Paul was soft and feminine, despite being in shape, Bobby was buff and masculine. Paul just went with when nature gave him but Bobby obviously put a lot of work into his body and Carl could appreciate it but he preferred his Paul’s softness ”I guess on my hands and knees would be easiest” Bobby said and assumed the position with a resigned attitude His ass looked almost exactly like his Dad’s and that helped a lot. Carl got rock hard and reached for the lube “Fuck, he’s bigger than Martin!” Mike said, but Bobby didn’t look “I’m ready for my Dad’s gift now” Bobby said as Carl mounted him. He sounded like he was trying to convince himself It was not hard getting into Bobby, he had been fucked many times by a large cock and knew how to take it, but he did grunt as Carl popped completely through the inner ring that Martin could only tease Instinct took over for Carl at that point. He was in a vulnerable neg boy ass with his toxic poz cock and he felt that rush of power that always gave him. He gripped Bobby’s hips and slid in and out faster Popping through that inner ring with every thrust making his step son moan as his cock finally responded getting rock hard. Soon Bobby’s cock drizzled pre all over the damp towel Carl had put on the bed under him. He began pushing his hips back on Carl’s huge toxic cock, despite his fear “Give it to me! Give me my Dad’s toxic viral gift! I want it from you, NOT Martin!” Bobby said in a demanding voice that made Carl think of all the nights he had submitted to Paul “Here it comes, Bobby Boy! Here comes the virus that is living in your Dad right now! Take it! Let it invade your blood and take you over!” Carl moaned as he hilted in Bobby’s neg hole and his balls pumped his poison HIV filled cum into that defenseless neg ass Bobby felt the pulsing throb accompanied by that wet feeling inside as Carl pumped him full of virus. The lust and fear were too much and he started cumming himself as he took his first poz load from his step dad Carl pulled out and sat on the edge of the bed to catch his breath as Bobby rolled onto his back, propped himself up on some pillows into a sitting position and held his arms out to Mike, who had stripped while Bobby was being pozzed Mile crawled into the bed and got into the same position Bobby had been in then started kissing his brother “I love you so much Baby girl” Bobby told his brother. That was part of what Martin had broken in Mike. He had to be referred to as “girl” during sex. He also needed some form of humiliation to get off but playing with his large, pumped nipples did that because Mike hated them “Is there more between you two than brotherly love?” Carl asked after watching the tender moment. It had hit him hard and made him miss Paul even more “We are in love with each other, is that a problem?” Bobby said a bit pugnaciously. He would fight anyone who denied them the right to love each other after what they had been through together. Even the hugs Carl “No, not at all! I think it’s wonderful! It is something good coming out of a bad situation!” Carl said warmly and Bobby relaxed “You two ready for round two?” Carl asked and Bobby nodded “Baby girl, Carl is going to give you Dad’s gift, just let him fuck that pretty little ass and infect you. I promise you it will be ok. I will take care of you. Your Big Brother Man will always be there for you” Bobby whispered to Mike who looked like a dear in the headlights as Carl mounted him Bobby took Mike’s nipples in his fingers and began playing with them, pulling, pinching and tugging as Carl started to enter his second neg ass in less than an hour Mike’s body was somewhere between Bobby’s and Paul’s and his ass was so like his Dad’s that Carl could easily pretend he was fucking his his husband He got all the way in and showed Mike what his inner ring was for as he popped through, then he pulled out and slammed back in. Mike had asked for it round and Carl would give it to him rough. He pounded the ginger neg boy’s ass hard as Mike’s brother whispered nasty things in his ear and milked his nipples hard “That’s it my beautiful girl, let your Step Dad breed you with the virus he infected our Dad with/ Let him poz you forever! We know you want it. You know you deserve it. You want Carl’s baby in you! You want to be pregnant with his toxic virus baby! Don’t fight it! Just let him give you our Dad’s gift and love!” Bobby whispered softly Mike had his eyes closed tight so he didn’t see the tears in his Brother’s eyes Bobby hated using Martin’s twisting, manipulative words but Mike had begged. He said he needed them Bobby could tell when Carl came in his brother because Mike groaned, shuddered and shot cumm all over his legs Carl had to lay down after that second load. Bobby’s words to his brother had gotten him off so hard his balls ached He lay on his back and the boys snuggled up to him, one under each arm with their heads on his chest He kissed both of them on their ginger harr and said “I know we just met but I do love you boys, you are part of Paul and I can see why he is so proud of you both” “Thank you Daddy Carl” Mike said and that’s what the boys called him for the rest of their lives They took a nap then showered and went out for a late lunch That afternoon Carl fucked them both again. The pace was grueling but it give them the best chance of getting the boys pozzed in time A few days later he got Paul’s first letter saying he was safe and fine. Carl almost passed out with relief. He smiled with pride. He could just see his Paul ruling C Block with his cock and his attitude A few days after that they got Paul’s second letter and found out where Martin had gone on his little trip Carl was worn out when, after two weeks of four loads a day, both boys got sick. He had pozzed enough boys to recognize the bug flu when he saw it, He sent them back to Martin feeling he had done his job and that the evil man’s virus could not touch Paul’s two older sons now ********************* Paul was eating breakfast when a guard came to tell him he had a visitor He was surprised to see Martin sitting at a table waiting for him when he entered the visitation room “So, was the PrEP your idea?” Martin asked without preamble once the guard stepped away Several other prisoners were talking to visitors at other tables around the room. Sean was talking to a woman who was probably his mom two tables away Paul decided not to play coy “No. Bonny thought of it on his own before he ever wrote me. I’m rather proud of him for that” he said “He’s smarter than he looks then” Martin muttered in an irritated voice “Well no matter, will have my virus in him and Mike in a couple weeks and I will have it in Marc on his 18th birthday. Your son’s are going to spend their lives as my slaves while you rot in here for the next 20 years. I will have enslaved your grandsons by the time you get out” “You are going to pay when I do get out Martin” Paul said quietly Paul’s mind was working very quickly. “He’s here so he does not know Carl is there. He probably does not know about Carl at all!" he thought “By that time the boys will be so devoted to me I will just let them handle you” Martin sneered “I have built all the right triggers into the older two and Marc will be the easiest of all to control so I will have them all in just over six months. It’s such a good plan” the evil man said needling Paul for all he was worth “And the best part is there is nothing you can do about it. You are stuck in here for a crime I committed and I will make sure you don’t get out one day early, My friend the D.A. will make sure you don’t get paroled” Martin whispered viciously, just loud enough for Paul to hear Paul simply stood up and walked out as Martin’s mocking laughter followed him Back in C Block Paul went looking for his favorite fuck toy. The one who reminded him of Martin. The man saw him coming and paled, swallowing as he saw the look on Paul’s face He just went, stood against the wall and lowered his pants even though Paul was alone Paul pulled his cock out and rammed into the poor man balls deep making him groan in pain. The fuck was a brutal grudge fuck. Paul wanted to hurt Martin so bad and this man was just unlucky enough to be in his way. He came in the sobbing man four times before yanking out and stumbling to his cell to seethe in anger as he stared at the wall Sean came in and for once didn’t go away when Paul told him to. He was much bigger than Paul after all He sat next to him and wrapped the smaller man in his arms, holding him until Paul broke down and wept like a child in his arms Sean stroked his hair and whispered what comfort he could in Paul’s ears When he had calmed down Sean asked “Who was that man who pissed you off so much?” “He’s the man I left my three sons with. He’s mistreating them badly, He came here just to rub that in” Paul said and started crying again, more softly this time It took Paul three days to calm down. He could barely hold it together long enough to write Carl and tell him what had happened Sean was there the entire time, He and his four lieutenants kept everyone away from Paul during that time “You have been so good to me and I don’t understand why” Paul said to Sean as the two of them lay together in bed after that third day “I told you, I love you and I will be there as long as you let me. I think Carl is the luckiest man on earth to have your love and the unluckiest to have to be away from you. I know you can never love me like you love him but I will take what I can get” Sean told him and held him tight Paul should tell this sweet man the truth but again his situation made him ti afraid to, He was just glad to have the man’s protection and friendship for his remaining time there The next day he sought out the man who reminded him of Martin and apologized The man laughed and said “It’s ok, I have come to love and even crave it. You have ruined me for women. All I want is cock up my ass hard and rough now” Paul made sure he kept getting that as long as he could **************** Martin summoned Bibby and Mike to the dungeon after the 30 days were up. “I’m not going to bind you today. You will strip and bend over this table with your hands flat on it and present your asses to me. You will beg me to infect you with HIV and to will not move while I breed you. You will take my poz cum voluntarily and thank me for it” Martin said “Yes Master” Bobby and Mike said together and bent over the table begging as the were instructed Martin took Mike first. The boy's nipples stuck out almost an inch when erect now and Martin had finally let him stop pumping them except to maintain what he had. “Please poz your pretty girl Master!” Mike begged convincingly and pushed out his ass Martin slid in easily and began to fuck his slave from behind while milking those huge nipples “You want my poz baby don’t you girl? You need Master to infect you and knock you up! You know yu deserve to be pozzed for defying your Master! This time there is no PrEP protecting you from my virus and I WILL infect you! You are MINE!” he told Mike, slamming in balls deep and shooting his poz cum up the ass he though was vulnerable to his virus with that last word. The load was huge but it didn’t do Martin any good at all He repealed pretty much the same process with Bobby, just replacing “Pretty girl” with “Pretty wife” The boys had noticed that Master was a bit repetitive, like he lacked imagination sometimes Martin blasted Bonny full of his importantly poz seed and then shoved plugs up both their asses He fucked them both at least once a day after that and three months later they both tested positive for HIV Martin gloated thinking he had won “Less than two months till Marc’s 18th birthday and then all three of you will be mine” he told them in the car on the back from getting their test results ****************************************************************************************************** Next Chapter: Marc’s Birthday Gift Let me know what you think! Scanbu

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Sorry for the delay in posting on here. Finally finished the next installment. Its been a fun 2+ months. Upper respiratory infection and then COVID, then a car acccident kind of took up a lot of my free time for writing, and now work is getting into the busy season for us. But I'm back now, and hopefully I can start getting back to posting on here more often. So... First things first, replies to everyone's comments. Next post will be the next part of the story! I'll warn you, its long. Longest yet I think? @nymidtowneast Thanks! @chainsmokerpig Yeah, the minimal amount of smoke fetish here kind of leaves a nice hole to post different content in. And who knows? Night is still young... anything is still possible for the main character 😉 @Anone Thanks! I try. I love reading all the stories here, and am glad I can still bring something fresh. @amsrat We will see. 😉 @Medwaym Thanks! I'm glad to see so many people really enjoying this here! @shinelover Don't worry, he'll be in quite a bit of the next few chapters. Only making a brief appearence in the next chapter though. 😞 @PozTalkAuthor I really appreciate the kind words. And don't worry, I am in full agreement on the turn offs there. Some "pain" as it were is fun, if consensual, but otherwise, you will never see it in one of my stories on here. @Filthpig69 Heh... it's hot, right? @CigarManLondon Thanks for the kind words! I'm just glad it can bring enjoyment to everyone here. The biggest thing I can tell anyone here is just to start writing. Even if you don't think its good, do it. You'll amaze yourself sometimes. @TallKinkyBttmSlut Thanks! It's so important to setting the mood, isn't it? @Tanbbottom I'll try. Just swamped as it were in real life. @swimslut Thanks! @goatsmurf Just very swamped right now with real life, so it's hard to post regularly. @SFCumdog Thanks! Work is pretty good about making sure we take of ourselves first. Just happened to get sick with the stuff coming in the doors at work. Occupational exposure and what not. @barebamabear Thanks! @ScotPipeChub Thanks! Same here! @swoll This next one is a bit of a change of pace so to speak, but I hope you enjoy it @FuzzyFella I never do anything half-assed lol. So far we're at 12k words and 24 pages... @Willing LOL. No, just COVID and then a random respiratory bug. Been poz for years now, so kind of hard to get that now. @Calippso Heh... don't think luck is part of it... He... well... just read the next chapter. @SlampaBay Well said. Thanks for the support 🙂 @fucknfeedme Thanks! @HelloSaintJohnPigs I will, just life getting in the way right now. @Daddyph Glad to hear it! @BadBob214 Thanks!!! @Docebrown We are finally at that point. Sorry for the delay!

Chapter 8 I had gone to bed, and although i was awake when Jess got in i pretended to be asleep. It was an odd feeling i just didnt want sex with her and so i feigned sleep. I was still imagining cock. However the next morning when i awoke i didnt feel great. My throat was burning and my head was pounding. I didnt think that i had drunk particularly that much but i felt awful . I took painkillers and received little sympathy from Jess. ‘you will drink loads when you're out with your mates’ was all the response i got. I spent most of the day in bed but couldn't get warm. The painkillers hadn't touched anything and my throat was still sore the following day . After a second day in bed I got some sympathy from Jess. ‘ You must have picked up a bug or something whilst I was away , its obviously not a hangover now’ she said. I was just tired and rang in sick to work. After four days I started picking up and gradually feeling a little better. Jess managed to have sex with me once but all i could think of was the guys in the sauna. ‘There that will get you feeling better’ she said as i lay there exhausted. I still wasn't 100% and my glands felt swollen. I made a note to go to the docs as soon as i felt a little better. But then it occurred to me that if i was getting better there was no need to go. Over the next few days i got to my feet and felt much improved. I had taken the week off work and it was Friday afternoon. I would be ok to go into work the next week but i was feeling well enough to wander into town just for some outside life whilst Jess was at work. I found myself wandering near the gay village , just on the outskirts. I wasnt going to venture in but carried on walking. By chance my route took me past the tattoo parlour where i had my snake tattoo done. I peered in and saw Lana. She waved me in and i entered. ‘ Come for some more work? I know its addictive once you start’ she said. ‘No I was just passing as i was just in town. I've not been great this last week, i thought i had a bad hangover at first but I think it was a bug or something, not sure. I seem ok now though’ Lara smiled. She asked what my symptoms had been . ‘Yeah theres a bit of that about. I know the exact tattoo for you, come on im free now , ill show you. Come in the back, you dont have to have anything done if you dont want’ . I had nothing else planned. ‘Sit down in my chair’ Lana commanded. ‘Look Ill do the outline for free, then if you want it coloured come back and i’ll charge half price. Well?’ ‘Where?’ Was all i could ask.’ ‘Ill do something in the apple in the snakes mouth’she said referring to my existing tattoo. The one she had joked i would get in the pride colours. At least that subject had gone. ‘ trust me, my last tattoo was good wasnt it?’ ‘Ok’ Lana got to work , and it wasnt long before she had done the outline. It was an odd choice i thought ‘its symbolic’ she said. ‘ A lot of gay men have them. ‘ ’but im not gay’ I muttered. ‘You can carry on fooling yourself and suck cock in pub toilets, and let random guys fuck you and breed you like a bitch, or you can own it’ Lana said ‘ proper fags own it’ I think you will too sooner or later. Look do u like sucking cock ? ‘ i nodded ‘thought so.and you like being fucked?’ I nodded again. ‘And you think of cock all day ‘ ‘yes ‘ I whispered. ‘Sounds pretty fucking gay to me’ Lana added. ‘Back to the tattoo then. The good thing is that you have taken the first step in becomming a fag. This tattoo. Its a bio hazard tattoo. All piggy bottoms get them and dom girls get them too - see i have one’ she pulled down her leggings showing the cheek of her ass and I saw a small biohazard tattoo as she called it on her ass cheek. ‘ you can colour it in but you should know its significance. Im guessing from what you said that you have seroconverted. I would make an appointment with your doctor . Youre hiv positive like all of us here - and like all of Brad’s pupils. Youre now one of us. And no self respecting goody two shoes girl is going to want a poz fag fucking her and breeding her. So embrace it!’ The words hit me like a hammer. ‘Hiv positive?’ I mumbled. ‘Yes its the first step to becoming your true self’ Lana responded. ‘ but no one was ill, they would have said i’m sure’ I stammered. ‘ no one is usually these days. Its taken as read if you bareback you either have it, want it or dont care.anyways you will get it. Like you have. Looks like your choice is made. come back when you want it finishing’ I hurried out of the studio. My mind was whirling. What would Jess say. Where was my life heading ? One thing was certain, it was changing. I had to see my doc, this could all be a bad dream . to be continued……..

Dear Bobby: The man giving you this letter is my husband, Carl. He’s there to poz you and Mike before Martin can I know this is not a perfect solution but as I read things, you are going to be infected one way or the other. Martin taking custody of your brother makes it to where Carl can’t just simply take you boys away from him. He could be charged with kidnapping Marc if he did and there is a prosecutor out there who would love nothing better than to have an excuse to put Carl back in prison. I think if Martin is the one to poz you two it could be the final blow in his battle to control you r minds. From what you say he is close to it as it is. Choosing to become poz and picking someone else to do it behind his back may just have the opposite effect. The virus Carl carries in the same virus in my veins and he’s the one who pit it there. It can be a family bond we share and make our family love even stronger At this point, the main concern is protecting Marc’s health, It’s a huge sacrifice for you two to make but it will all be over when Marc turns 18. Even if the plan to get me out fails. Carl will be there to support you. He can take you away as soon as Marc is an adult and you can trust Carl, I promise. He has been my lover and protector for years now I am so sorry I can’t do more. If I was there I would never have let Martin touch you. Believe me, he will pay for trying to take my sons from me. Please give Carl a chance. He’s a truly good man despite how he looks. I trust him with my life, you can too Write me back to let me know what you decide and with any further news Your loving father Paul Bobby finished reading the letter and then looked at Carl with stunned eyes. He would have to talk to Mike about it but if he was going to be pozzed he would rather a total stranger do it than Martin. At least this Carl loved their dad. They had that in common Carl stood looking at them, his eyes were not filled with lust or desire, they were filled with sadness, worry and concern. “You should talk to your brother, I am willing to do what Paul asks. It may even be easy for me because you two look so much like him, but I have not been able to get it up for any man but him since our wedding. I haven’t wanted to” the hulking man said Mike looked confused by all of this so Bobby handed him the letter from their Dad. After he had read it he looked just as stunned as Bobby had. “I think Dad is right” Bobby said “I’d rather get it from a man who our Dad loves than Mast… than MARTIN any day. I’d rather not be pozzed at all but there is no way around it” Mike nodded slowly “You are right. If we make a choice it takes the power away from Martin. Being pozzed by someone else means Martin's virus can’t ever touch us” he said Mike didn’t know how right he was After his recent tragedy and with the prosecutor falsely charging him, Carl had gotten gone a little crazy. Out on bail he had self destructively sought out the virus. He heard about a man on a gay bareback fattish website called Breeding Zone. The man and his two lovers had an entire section dedicated to them. There were testimonials and fan fiction stories as well as actuarial pozzing stories about them Carl had gone to the bathhouse that was they ruled and lost his anal virginity to a man named Zeke. He didn’t know it but Carl now had The Angel Strain of HIV. He had been poz for 14 years now and suffered no ill health effects, nor had anyone he had ever pozzed He had gotten his biohazard tattoo while awaiting trial and had pozzed several man before he was found guilty of crimes he had not committed and was sentenced to three life sciences. ************************** One week ago: Paul sat in despair holding the letter from Bobby. There was nothing he could do tp help his sons, nothing at all/ Carl came back into the cell after his meeting with the warden and the look of shock and worry on his face snapped Paul out of his circling thoughts “Carl! What is wrong?” He said rushing to take his husband in his arms “Th . ey found out who really killed my wife and daughters” he said in a stunned voice Paul had never asked what Carl was in prison for and he listened as the stunned Carl told his story Carl had inherited a fortune, His dad had left it all to him despite him having a brother, the reason being that Carl’s brother was irresponsible to the point of Idiotcy. He blew every penny he got his hands on on booze and prostitutes. Carl’s dad had known he would take care of his brother and keep him from blowing his inheritance in six months. Carl had arranged a generous monthly stipend for his brother and went on with his life. His brother, off course, resented this because he wanted it all, even Carl's share and had ceased the opportunity to get Carl out of the way by taking advantage of a tragedy Carl had come home home to find his wife and daughters…. We won’t go into that beyond saying that the circumstances exactly matched a string of other such crimes that had been happening around the state and were very much in the news at the time Carl’s brother had gone to the police and told them that Carl had confessed to him that he had done it and just tried to make it look like the other crimes The police and prosecutors', desperate to look like they were doing SOMETHING about the situation had done the rest Carl was convicted based on very shaky evidence and his brother’s testimony. All his efforts to appeal were stone walled. Somehow, despite their best efforts, Carl’s lawyer could never get a date set to actually hear any appeal. The judge kept granting the prosecution's requests for delays They tried to pin all the crimes on Carl but they kept happening even after he was in prison and not even his scumbag brother would say he had confessed to more than his wife and daughters Then about a year ago the real killer was caught. The police and prosecutors even charged him with the three crimes Carl was convicted of while trying to keep Carl in prison for the same crimes "Just to make sure" The killer had actually been the one who made it very clear that Carl was innocent, In several interviews with reporters and under oath, in court he had angrily said so. He hated that someone else was getting credit for “his work, He even had items belonging to Catl's wife and daughters Carl had given up years ago and even refused to see his criminal attorney or read the letters the man sent him. To tell the truth, Carl was perfectly happy exactly where he was with Paul “Babe! That’s wonderful!” Paul told him “You don’t understand Paul! They are releasing me tomorrow! You are here for at least five more months and you will be alone! I won’t be here to protect you!” Carl said with tears in his eyes Then he whispered “I don’t know how I am going to get through five months without you and the worry of what is happening to you will drive me insane! On top of that, what if Tony’s plan fails? Tonight could be our last night together for 20 years!” Then it hit Paul, Carl was right about all of it Tony’s plan was good but it depended on someone keeping his word and without Carl, Paul could never protect himself here. But the worst part was being separated from Carl for five months or maybe till the end of Paul's 30 year sentence. With the way he was being treated by the parole board, he doubted he would get time off for good behavior Paul broke down and started crying himself even as he explained the contents of Bobby’s letter “The only good thing is you can protect them now, even if I don’t ever get out of here” he said sadly, then the thought of Carl pozzing Bobby and Mike before Martin could popped into his mind Carl reluctantly agreed and Paul started trying to write Bobby back through the tears That last night together they had clung to each other and in the morning, when the guards came to escort Carl to the out processing area the last thing he had seen in Block C was a group of his largest lieutenants, led by the blond man who had been the first man Paul had ppzzed himself, entering the cell he had shared with his husband ********************* Carl spared the boys what he thought was probably happening to their dad. Paul would survive most likely and hopefully in five months would be free to join them His criminal attorney had been waiting for him at the prison gates. Within a few hours Carl had a new ID and access to his bank accounts. The lawyer showed him how to use his new phone, the original fruity company E Phone had come out the year Carl had been convicted and things had changed quite a bit since then “My last phone had limited text and you had to wit for nights and weekends to make free local calls” Carl told the man, who laughed good naturedly The first call he made was to the lawyer controlling his finances. The courts had blocked him from cutting off his brother, though they had also prevented his brother from getting access to anything more than the monthly payments Carl had set up for him as well. His brother had gotten nothing at all from destroying Carl’s life “We anticipated what you would want to do and have already gotten the courts to lift the restrictions on you” the lawyer told him on the phone “Your assets have grown substantially through careful management and are now somewhere in excess of 500 million dollars. We will forward a full report to you when you settle somewhere” Carl was tempted, very tempted to cut his brother completely off but he had promised his dad so... “Lets cut my brother from living the high life down to just being able to pay for his rent, utilities and food. He’s going to have to work for anything beyond that from now on” he said and the lawyer saud it would be done Then he called his brother and told him what he had just done and hung up in his face right in the middle of the scream of “You can’t do that!” because. yes he could do that so why argue “Oh by the way, the judge in your original case is pressing the D.A. to charge your brother with perjury and the D.A. is having trouble of his own since the feds are looking into your conviction, We have the paperwork all prepared to file a civil suit for malicious prosecution. Just give us the word and we will get that going” Carl nodded and said "Do it" “I have taken the liberty of hiring you a personal assistant to help you adjust to the changes in the world. He can show you how things work now” The lawyer said, indicating a nondescript man who had been standing off to the side. "Is there anything else I can do for you?” “Yes, I want you to start looking into the conviction of my husband Paul. I believe him when he says he was innocent and his appeals were stymied the same way mine were. We actually know who stole the money but have no proof” The lawyer nodded, shook his hand and said “I will get right on that” then he left Carl looked at his personal assistant and said “There is somewhere I have to go. I have to help my step sons” **************************** Inside the prison in C Block, Just as Carl had feared, Paul was getting used as a sex toy.. Well… kind of how Carl had feared Paul had watched his husband being escorted out of the block and then turned to confront the five men who entered his cell. “So, what can I do for you gentlemen?” He asked. He had decided he would not fight because that would only lead to pain and injury. Sean, the blond bully boy who had been the first man he had ever pozzed himself leered at him. He had bulked up a lot since then and become one of Carl's men “So, no more Carl to protect you, huh?” Sean said, coming forward and looming over Paul. who nodded sadly Sean tilted his chin up with a finger and surprisingly kissed Paul rather gently then looked him in the eye “You belong to me now. If you don’t fight I won’t make this hard on you” Sean said and put a hand on Paul’s shoulder pushing down “You know what to do” The other four men moved out to guard the door from several disappointed looking men who had probably all been planning on making Paul their bitch. These were the five biggest, toughest, most feared men in C Block though and Sean was their ring leader Paul sank to his knees and pulled Sean's pants down . The man had a hefty eight inches, uncut with blond, fuzzy balls and Paul noticed he smelled clean. like he had just showered Paul had always been a good cock sucker and soon had the blond man moaning as he worked the shaft in his mouth and throat "Teah, pretty baby, suck that cock. I have wanted your lips around my cock for so long. Show me how much you love it" Sean moaned ahs he fucked Paul's throat till he shot a load down down it Paul could not help but get hard and as Sean caught his breath he stood. Hos cock was not quite as big as Carl’s but it was still huge by most people's standards and it tented out the fabric of his pants Paul saw that Sean was staring at that bulge and decided to take a chance. He put his hand on the bulge and rubbed it invitingly “Remember how much you loved this inside of you Sean?” He said in a soft sexy voice Sean looked up and they locked eyes. It was Sean who looked away first and Paul smiled, stepping closer He leaned in and nuzzled Sean's neck then bit his earlobe, whispering “I think you got it wrong Sean. I think I own you, not the other way around. Now go lay, face down on the bed and spread your legs for Master, birch” It was an order ordered and Sean did as he was told “Told you he wouldn’t last long” one of the other four men said and there were nods and laughs “You all want my cock, don’t you?” Paul asked as he finally understood the situation All four men nodded. Together with Sean they could handle the rest of C Block with no problem and everyone knew it. So what if they wanted to get fucked? They could still kick your ass so what difference did it make? “We will have to work out a schedule but I can probably keep all five of you happy. In return you will keep those animals off me” Paul told them “Oh and you will also bring me every new boy or man who comes to C Block, I am in charge here now so I get to breed every ass first” “That’s kind of what we figured” Buster, the largest man not only in C Block but in the entire prison said “”Fucking him is going to be interesting, it will kind of be like fucking a mountain” Paul thought as he turned and got on top of Sean sliding his cock up that smooth blond ass Sean moaned and pushed back, begging for more. Paul drug it out, fucking this tough boy for nearly an hour, making Sean pay for that forced blowjob and scaring Paul but finally loaded that pretty hairless ass with a nice big load After a rest he climbed Mount Buster. The huge man was very meek and submissive in bed and he quickly became Paul’s favorite, comfort fuck He had an incredible ass that almost seemed to suck Paul’s cock as he fucked the huge man till they came together It was Sean who slipped into his cell and into the bed with Paul that night “No more, Sean. My balls need a rest” Paul groaned. He had managed to fuck all five today and sealed their loyalty to him with sticky cum, and he could not have gotten it up again today if his life depended on it “I’m not here for that, I know you are used to sleeping with someone and while I am not Carl I’m a warm body. To be honest, I have been in love with you since that first fuck, I don’t expect you to love me back but would you please let me be there for you? We both are going to be here for a while, I have a couple years leftand I would love to at least be special to you someday” Sean said and Paul could tell he meant it. No one knew about Tony's plan but he, Tony and Carl. He should send this love struck boy away and spare him the pain of losing Paul after only a few months but he was so hurt and so he decided to be selfish Paul didn’t answer with words but he did kiss Sean before clin to him and crying into his smooth, muscular chest as the blond man stroked his hair and told him everything would be all right The day had been to busy to really think about things but now he faced his first night without Carl. Sean was right, he wasn't Carl but he was there... The next day a new man was brought into C Block. He was dark haired and handsome, Well muscled, hairy. in his mid 30s and walked through the block like he was the Alpha Male. He reminded Paul of Martin, bith in looks and attitude "This is about what I imagine Martin looks like now" Paul thought as he motioned to his men and nodded at the man The Alpha Male changed his tune when his hands were tied to a cell bar above his head and his legs were held up by Sean and Buster so that Paul could force his HIV tainted cock up that straight neg, virgin ass “By the way. I’m HIV positive and by the time I’m done with you, you will be too” He told the man as he placed the large head of his cock to that puckered hole and pushed in with no mercy The man groaned in pain as Paul worked something close to 10 inches of cock up his never before fucked ass. The look of pain on the man’s face just made Paul fuck him harder, imagining that it was Martin screaming under him. Paul bred him three times despite being a littler tired from the day before. The man glared at him the entire time. Paul slapped his face as he got up and left th4 man tied for the block to use For the rest of the time he was there Paul fucked the man three or four times a week, simply because the man hated it so much, That glare had reminded him even more of Martin when he was angry and Paul took his frustrations out on this straight man unlucky enough to have remind Paul of the wrong person Paul would approach the man with Sean and Buster and they would pin him to the wall while Paul pulled down his pants and rammed into him. All he wanted to do was bust a quick load in the man and it never lasted more than ten minutes. Oddly enough after the first few times the man seemed to go out of his way to catch Paul's attention, though he always pretended to hate the fucking he got About a week after Carl had been released Paul got a letter from him with a return address that was a post office box in the town his boys lived in, It begging to know if he was ok. He wrote back quickly and told Carl that the worst thing that was happening to him was having to cry himself to sleep each night because he missed him so much and detailing the new situatio, he didn't mention Sean in his bed every nihjy though/ He would tell Carl, but not till they were together. Sean was no threat to what he felt to Carl he was just a warm body and a shoulder to cry on Carl’s letter had also said he had just met the boys that day and that they were thinking the matter over. He would write again as soon as there was a decision **************** The next morning after meeting the boys Carl’s phone rang “We will do it” Bobby said “Better you than Martin” “If you are sure, come to my hotel suite and we will get started” Carl said As he hung up se smiled down at the rock hard bulge in his pants and the wet spot forming in the fabric at the tip “Well that answers that question“ he thought and got ready to poz his step sons ******************************************************************************************** Next Chapter: Bobby and Mike finally get the gift every boy dreams of Let me know what you think! Scanbu

Athletic Trainer 2 Jason didn't know that the shot Luke just gave him was the reason that his head all of the sudden was filled with all sorts of dirty thoughts and every single one of them was about him and Luke. He was so high that he didn't even realize was clearly leaning toward Luke's crotch when he could take his eye off Luke's bulge. Luke let out a couple deep laughs. He could see the effect his shot had on Jason but he knew this was the furthest he could go being in a school building. “You are all set. You can get dressed and get out of here and go enjoy your long weekend” Luke said as he walked away from Jason to dispose of trash and tidy up the room. Jason snapped back to reality when Luke walked away. His hand subconsciously started rubbing his dick. He is aware he is doing it and he knows he's not supposed to and Luke might see it but he just doesn't care. Luke continued to act normal toward Jason. He casually asked Jason “Any plans for the weekend?” “Hhah….no. No plan. I haven't met many people yet and I live alone. I'll start meeting people once class starts” “That's boring. We have a three day weekend. My condo is just across the street. If you aren't in a hurry. You're welcome to come chill” “Yes…yes. Thank you. That'll be awesome” Jason shouted initially because his mind was imagining pounding Luke's meaty ass all over his place, but he's trying really hard to keep this overwhelming horny feeling under control. His mind is now plotting how to come on to Luke. He got dressed and grabbed his stuff. His dick half hard when he walked out the building. He walked behind Luke looking at Luke's big ass. He wished he just ripped his pants apart and drilled his tongue in right now. Luke doesn't live far. They could see his condo as soon as they left the school building. Luke pointed at his building then they both got in their car to make the short drive. Jason didn't quite realize it but during his drive over. His left hand couldn't stop stroking his hung cock while he drove. He stayed in the car doing that a bit too long until Luke knocked on the window “are you coming up or are you gonna sit here while you play with that”. Jason’s face got red this time but he didn't try hard to hide it. He laughed and got out of the car promptly. Jason was covered in sweat but he has no idea why. When they got into the condo. Luke poured a cup of juice for him. Juice that he had put in some G ahead of time when he met Jason tonight. Luke loves to turn these college ‘straight’ dudes into his personal toy. “Here, drink something and stay hydrated. I gotta take a shower then I'll be right out. Feel free to make yourself at home.” Luke said as he walked away to his bedroom and didn't wait for Jason to respond. The moment Luke headed to shower, Jason couldn't wait to put his hand back on his dick. Completely unaware he was being recorded and Luke could see him from his phone in the other room. He turned on the TV, the first thing that started playing was gay porn. Luke intentionally wanted that to be the first thing that came up on TV. Everything tonight was calculated and planned with the intention of adding a trophy boy toy under Luke's control. Jason's body and mind are overtaken by drugs. He didn't know why or what it was but this body buzz is nothing like he has ever felt before. On the TV were three guys around his age taking turns using one daddy. He immediately started imagining Luke as that daddy. He pulled his shorts from bottom up and pushed his jock pouch to the side and exposed his hard dick. He wondered if any of his teammates might also be into guys and what if they all got together and did a CNC role play with Luke. He spit on his dick and slowly stroked it up and down, imagining the pressure came from Luke’s insert muscle. He didn't know how long he did that before he heard Luke call him and asked if he could come to him in the bedroom. “Yeah I'll be right there”. Jason quickly chugged down the juice and Jason quickly put his dick back in the jocks and shorts. He's not even to Luke's room yet but he could smell the body wash mixed with a hint of chemical smell. When he got into Luke’s room, lit by color changing ambient lighting. The chemical smell got stronger but the more he breathed that smell in, the harder his dick grew. Luke poured some popper in his room diffuser and turned it on to maximum setting and sealed any window gap with weather tapes, so the popper smell stays concentrated in the bedroom. Jason had his jaw dropped when he got to Luke's door. The sight was what he has been dreaming of. Luke also found a way to tie his wrists together within a thick cable tie; they rested behind him just above his butt crack. His head down on the bed. The star of the show was his juicy meaty basketball size round ass, pointing up and towards the door. His sizable soft cock and balls hanging in between, Luke's hairless hole was glistening and winking at him. He didn't even have to ask. He took off his shirt and shorts, threw them aside and moved to spread Luke's cheeks apart and he pursed his lips together and blew gently against the Luke's hole causing it to flinch then he let the moist tip come in contact with the soft flesh then he moved his tongue moved up and down in small gentle motions that would have been amplified at the sensitive area. Then pressed his tongue against it tightly. He initially thought Luke's hole tasted sweet but didn't think much about it. He had no idea that Luke had mixed it in with some flavor Luke and applied it on his hole before he called Jason over. He knew that he'd get Jason to eat the magic dust and also give himself a nice buzz if Jason knew how to use his tongue. However, he gave himself a nice size boof when he got out of the shower and it was so strong that he felt the buzz almost immediately. Luke groaned deeply as Jason made his hole moist. Jason began to push his tongue deeper breaching his barrier, then his tongue slipped within the fleshy walls. “Oh yes. Fuck yes. Just like that” Luke reached back and pressed Jason face into his ass “ohhhh” Luke's voice muffled as he buried his face deep into the pillow and let Jason's tongue work its magic inside his fragrant enclosure and get higher unknowingly. Jason's tongue did not disappoint him and pushed in more chem lube in his hole than he expected. Jason reached over to stroke Luke's dick. It grew into a sizable hard rod. Just the right thickness for his hand to grab and decent length for his hand to travel. It's possibly the biggest dick he has ever touched. As he eats Luke hole, he could feel his dick twitching because that's how hard his dick was. He wants to explore Luke's body more but he hasn't felt like himself since he got the shot. He wanted to have sex with Luke but now he feels like he must. He wants to plunge this dick in Luke's hole and hear him groan loudly. He loves that feeling of dominance over an older guy. He started fingering Luke's hole. He was not expecting a hole as tight as his own bc it felt so open when he was rimming. Luke took a big sniff of popper and opened his hole up for Jason. Jason slid his finger in and felt that it's already nice and lube up inside. Luke spread his legs wider so nothing gets in the way of Jason's pounding. Jason put his dick on Luke's butt crack, sliding it up and down. Occasionally his mushroom head broke into Jason's hole slightly, but his focus was just to slide it up and down, not to penetrate yet. He untied Luke’s hand so he could help himself with some poppers because most bottom he fucked couldn’t be without it. He grabbed the back of Luke's head and said “tell me what you want. I want to hear you say hi” “Fuck me. Fuck me hole hard” Luke said Jason finally started pressing his mushroom head forward against Luke's hole. Luke took two deep inhales of popper then all of the sudden his hole stopped resisting. Jason's dick slid halfway in right away. Jason's hard cock was just what he needed to satisfy his hunger. Jason loved seeing older men's faces when he pounds them. That slutty look on their face lusting over his young cock turns him the fuck on. He rolled Luke to his side on the right. Luke’s one leg was in between Jason's legs while the other was held up high on Jason's shoulder. He leaned forward to give Luke a deep passionate kiss as he thrusts his dick deeper then he got up and let out a sound of satisfaction when he had no more room to push forward. His balls slap into Luke's. He held onto Luke's left leg tightly and arched his back backward and was feeling that magnificent feeling of conquering Luke's hole all the way with his eyes closed for a few seconds. Luke doesn't bottom all that often actually. He enjoys it but he likes doing other things far more. However, this is a necessary first step to get their young college boys to submit to him willingly. Jason started to fuck. Slow out, fast in. That's how he always does it. He loves to hear the bottom moan every time when his dick thrusted back into their hole. Luke was no different. Just when he thought Jason's dick had pulled all the way out of him again, his hard dick thrusted back in all the way. The loud clap of their bodies colliding gradually becomes more frequent as Jason picks up his pace. Luke's hand is stroking his own cock so Jason reached and pinched Luke's nipples. This must be one of the nicest holes he has ever fucked. So warm. So moist. All the sudden he felt Luke tightening the muscle and squeezing his dick tight. That sensation was too much and got Jason to orgasm much sooner than he expected but it was the relief he needed so badly. He didn't have time to say anything before pumping loads on cum in Luke. “Ahhhhhhh Ahhhh” Jason held on tight to Luke then continue to fuck as he unloaded waves of cum in him. He was still fucking so hard that his own cum came splashing out of Luke's hole. “Ohhhh….do you hear that? Doesn’t that sound like I’m fucking your wet pussy?” Jason said. Then he heard Luke yell “I'm coming…..open your mouth”. Jason leaned forward slightly while pumping with his mouth wide open. Luke pointed his dick at him right when he cum. Surprisingly his cum shot out with so much force that at least the initial wave of cum made it all the way to the back of Jason's throat. This release was much needed for both. Jason’s cock was still hard in Luke. He wiped up his cum around Luke's hole and licked his finger clean then repeatedly and fed some to Luke as well. Luke flipped over and laid on his back and slapped on the bed next to him signaling Jason to lay down. “How are you feeling? I saw you looking the whole time when we were in the training room. And it was hard to miss your boner” Luke said “Feeling much better. I was a little out of it after the flu shot. I feel more like myself now. I thought you weren't interested when you ignore my boner but fuck…. I wanted to fuck you the moment you opened the door. Your hole was amazing. Can I hang out here for the rest of the night? I know I'll need to cum again in like 20 min” “Oh yeah? How many more times can you go?” “I don't know. Definitely 3-4 more at the very least. I jacked off 8 times in a day last weekend” Jason said “Well….I do have plans tonight. I could move it but that depends on what you are willing to do” “What do I have to do?” Jason asked “I'm a grown man. Don't get me wrong. That was a good fuck. But if you are asking me to change my plan to hang out and have sex with you all night. I want something different, or I'll get bored” “I'll do anything. That was too good so whatever else you are into; I can probably dig it” Jason said “Can you? Well then for starters, I'm gonna be in charge and you will do what I say. Can you do that?” “Well…I don't know if I can bottom for you. I have yet to bottom for anyone” “Then I think you best get dressed bc that wasn’t what I asked you” Luke got up and began to put his underwear back on. “Wait wait wait…hold on. Yes, I'll do whatever you say” Jason panicked. He’s so addicted to Luke’s body now and he really would rather fuck all weekend here than going back to his empty apartment so he agreed to the terms “100% and no backing out?” Luke asked “Yes. That was the best sex I've ever had. If I just go home now. I'm gonna be thinking about your hole all night” Jason said “Hum…I don't know. You don't sound very committed. Show me that you are committed by licking my hole clean and suck your cum out of my hole and swallow it then I'll make a call to change my plan for the evening “ Luke took off his underwear and got back on the bed in doggy position The thought of eating Luke's hole again turned Jason the fuck on already. Jason jumped up and gently licked every drop of his cum around Luke's ass. Then pressed his lips all around Luke's hole and began sucking it hard. Luke pushed Jason's cum out then turned around to watch Jason swallow his own load. Luke up and said. “Alright, I believe you. Go take a shower. I need to make a few calls. when you get out, put this blindfold on then let me know you're ready. I'll come back to the room. Oh and….call me sir the rest of the night “ “Sir, yes sir” Jason looked at the latex mask zip up from behind the mask and slowly walked over to the shower. Luke step out of the room to make a call “.....yes. I didn't give him much earlier but it was enough for him to lose his inhibition already. If you can bring me some stuff over in a couple hours. We can do a toy swap if you want…” Luke said while on the phone and fixing up two real size slams in the kitchen “He fucked well. Quite aggressive. It’ll be that much more satisfying when he comes begging later. God. Just the thought of that makes me hard. Alright….I gotta go. I’ll leave the door unlock. Let yourself when you get here….” Jason has no idea what's ahead of him for the rest of the night. He thought his time here at this new school should be much better than his last if he gets to fuck Luke’s hole on a regular basis. To be continued….

I'm a 24 yo trans man. My biggest fantasy is being kept as a househusband and being used 24/7, whenever wherever always raw. I'm not on any birth control and would love for someone's seed to change my body. I even want to figure out if I'd be able to use my milk to make soap or something. It would literally be my dream life for someone to be consistently knocking me up

He's my cousin's child and I'm also his godfather (in Greece that's a big thing). Some days ago she called me really upset. She would always call me for medical "emergencies" like oh I forgot to take this vitamin today am I going to die? She's being doing this from when I started medical school when I was 20. Now she was more upset than ever. She asked me to see me at my place. I was like "what will it be this time". And she said that my nephew is gay. That was quite a shock. I haven't told her that I'm gay either (I'm a coward I know). I felt "guilty". The same guilt that I was feeling when my mother was asking me if I'm a fagot when she saw a magazine with a shirtless dude on my desk. She said that she believes her nephew not only is gay but he's also having a bf (I was like that's lovely everybody wants a bf). She said that I should examine him. I explained her that being gay is not a disease and since it's not one it can't be somehow "examined". If he's gay that can't change. What we can change is accept him and make him feel safe. She said that he should see a therapist. I told her that if he feels like it, then he should but not to turn straight. He will discuss things that worry him. If she has trouble with gays, she should have therapy. I talked with him yesterday. I told him that I love him and I will always protect him. He said that he knows. I felt very happy when I heard that. He told me that he's gay, that he has a bf and that he's very worried about how his mother will react. He cried his heart in my arms. We also have the issue that his mother doesn't want him to be an architect but his mother won't pay for drawing classes (here you need to take drawing classes for 1-2 in parallel with school because you are examined in these but never taught). I told him not to worry and that I will pay for his classes. He cried even more. I didn't tell him about me being gay. I told my bf though that there's a slight chance I adopted my nephew.

Part 4 I felt amazing and a bit drained after I walked away from the ride and found a place I could rest for a bit. I found a set of benches that all had large butt plugs in the center and figured that they were there to help keep the loads in from the rides as riders disembarked them. I chose the biggest of the three that where on the beach and lined my aching hole to it and slid down. The roundness of the plug met with a little resistance but I was able to push my ass out enough to slip down on it without spilling any of the cum in my guts. I felt full as I sat there and caught my breath and enjoyed the sights of other naked men walking around. I saw so many wearing all sorts of gear that made their bodies so hot to look at. Some were walking a bit funny so I assumed they had partaken in some of the other rides or found pleasure elsewhere. Seeing all of this made me so excited to keep exploring and i felt after about five mins of sitting there I was ready to go and explore more. I walked by many booths and I took in the smells of leather from the gear tent close by, the smell of fresh poppers from another tent, the smell of piss from the troughs close by. I could also hear the buzzing of tattoo guns and the screams f pain coming from so many of the tents up ahead and I walked towards the closest one where I heard the screams and was witness to a guy getting his nipples pierced. He had swollen nipples both were about the size of silver half dollars and I wondered how long he had been plumping them to look as they did. I stood there as the piercer lined up the needle to his big nips and winced a bit as he plunged it into his nipple causing him to scream yet again but I could also see that he was leaking precum and a major stream of it started flow once the needle went through so I surmised that he was enjoying this just as much as it hurt. Once the piercer was finished cleaning up the mans newly pierced nipples and covering them with bandages he looked down and saw that he was still leaking a massive amount of pre cum and he bent down and engulfed the mas nine inches of thick man cock. the man was moaning as the piercer deep throated him and was bucking his hips in unison with his sucking causing the piercer to moan as well and it made him go even deeper to push his cock deep into his throat making him buck even more in the chair. I could see his balls start to get tighter and tighter so we all new he was about to cum in the piercers mouth and he made one final thrust and grabbed his head and held it there as he unloaded down his throat. They both stayed like that for a minute and the guy finally slid out of the piercers mouth and sat there panting but with a huge grin on his face. The piercer smiled back at him and thanked him for the tip for doing his nipples and smiled even more when he saw the man was sporting a red biohazard tattoo on his bulging bicep. I was so distracted by the site in front of me that I didn't realize that the man doing the tattoo in the chair next to the piercer had finished his work and had snuck up behind me. I didn't hear him move or anything and I turned my head just as he made a sound alerting me to his presence and at the same time he stepped forward with his cock angled at my hole and thrust on into me. When I got a good look at the tattoo artist I smiled and moaned as I felt his rigid enormous cock spread me open. Even after the first ride and sitting on the buttlug bench I still felt some pain as he stretched me open. He was a hunk of a man wearing nothing but black boots and a black chest harness. He was muscled more than the workers I had seen from when I arrived and he was covered every inch in tattoos. His nipples were both pierced with very large rings and a red biohazard tattoos circled both of them and both his nipple rings had a chain attached to them and another part of the chain running down his eight pack abdomen to a place I couldn't see. He saw me looking and bent down while remaining in my ass and whispered in my ear that the chain connecting his nipples was also attached to the large prince Albert piercing in his 10 inch cock. Hearing this made me moan so loud and without missing a beat he carried me to his tattoo chair like I weighed next to nothing and spun me around so I was laying on my back and he speread my legs open wide. he was so experienced at this that he didn't leave my ass at all during the whole movement. He continued to fuck me roughly telling me that he wanted to shoot the biggest load he had at the moment into the cutest hole he had seen so far. Hearing that made me moan more and I spread my ass open more to give him more access to it. His attention didn't waver as he pounded my hole and while doing that he asked me where i wanted to be tatted. What made me even hornier was that he didn't ask me if I wanted to get a tattoo just where and hearing that made me almost blow right there on him. I told him I wanted a biohazard tattoo covering my whole ass and the center of the symbol be right at my hole. Hearing this hot tattoo idea made him slam into me one last time and I could feel him cumming like a firehose spraying my guts with his poz seed and causing my own orgasm to shoot all over him. We both came down from our shared high and he told me he loved that idea and no one had ever asked him to do a piece like that and he would be happy to be the one to do it for me. He explained that since I wanted that there that I should wait until the last day of the carnival to have it done so it would have the proper time to heal up otherwise it wouldn't set right if I kept wanting to go on the rides and do other activities the carnival had in store. I agreed with him and settled for now on getting the same tattoos on my nipples like him and I turned my head to the piercer as well and asked f I could get them both pierced and a prince Albert done just like this stud of a mand and he smiled and said he would be glad to. With that the tattoo artist went to work.

He gave three contributions totaling thirty-five dollars to ActBlue, which is not "anti-Trump" per se but more specifically pro-Democrat. If you think $35 is a significant sum that merits disqualification to hear cases, I would like to introduce you to Justice Clarence Thomas, whose take from right-wing individuals and groups in the form of gifts, donations, vacations, and the like currently sits somewhere north of $4 million dollars. If Thomas can hear ANY cases at all, given that background, Merchan's $35 donation is by comparison invisible. As for his daughter: again, I would like to introduce you to Ginni Thomas, who conspired with the J6 folks to attempt to overturn the election while her husband was hearing election challenges (and he will vote on Trump's immunity claims as well). Let's deal with the structural rot before we deal with things like a daughter who has her own career in another state.

I was always a slut. I stumbled upon BZ during my DADT phase. I'd lurk and read, but I didn't interact much. Then I fell for this guy I met off Bear411. where I was put off before, but this man opened a door I didn't want to close. There were some other things that got me to where I am, and then I was officially a member of the brotherhood. I have found community, friendship and a place I feel I belong.with men that think and perhaps even act like me in a way, its family for one who needed one.

I feel very masculine and a fully realized male when my legs are spread and another guy has his cock or fist sunk deep in my ass, while my fat erection is stroked, sucked or milked for seed. Nothing is more masculine than two males sexually engaged like dogs in heat. I get to be penetrated and penetrator all at once nd ride the waves of sexual Pleasure that is the ultimate in male bonding.

Ages ago a local sauna used to have a watersports night. A room had a small inflatable pool in it and guys were encouraged to piss on anyone in it. I have the hottest memory of getting fucked by a guy, while another 2 pissed all over me. I was in piggy heaven being drenched in piss (and drinking it up) while getting bred. It's a shame they don't do it anymore.

"left-wing authoritarian social bent"? What a stupid fucking phrase. You're on a website devoted to male-male sex - something that's only legal, in much of the world, because of that "left-wing authoritarian social bent" you decry. Homosexual acts weren't decriminalized in Britain (where I take it you're from) because conservatives did it; you owe your ability to participate on this very board to that "left-wing" blah blah you're moaning and bitching about. So please clarify: what, exactly, are you opposed to that the "left-wing authoritarian social bent" has imposed on you? I have a pretty good idea, but I'll give you the opportunity to explain yourself in case I'm wrong.

Little did any of them know what cherries they were going to lose that night. More to cum Andy was next to pop his boy’s cherry. Andy had him on all 4’s eating his ass and fingering his hole all the while lubing his impressive death meat rocket. The man was multi-talented with his ability to multitask was impressive. He had his boy moaning for release, but the only way he was going to get wias through his ass. Andy made him say it, “what do you want?” “You in me.” the boy whimpered. “Say it louder” Andy demanded! They repeated themselves several times until Andy got the response at the level he wanted. Jason was working his tool into his prey as well. It was a dead heat who was going to knock up their younger soon to be new bottom or versatile slut. Mine was still pumping his thick cock into my ass. I wondered if Jason’s or Andy’s cum was still in there enough to coat his cock and poz him or could I still do the deed from the bottom. Almost simultaneously both boys yelped signifying that Jason and Andy had secured their anal cherries. Three down. The boy fucking himself on Doc’s cock to pump a load into my ass was really starting to jack hammer away at my ass and subsequently pile driving his own ass. He erupted, flooding my soiled cunt with his neg seed. HE jammed his cock deep in my ass and I could feel his cock expand and pump load after load into me. Doc followed suit into his newly fucked and still negative hole. I could swear I could feel Doc filling his ass up with every spasm of his over-sized pecker. My own cock erupted, splashing me and the boy that was breeding my hole. He kissed me while the Doc chewed on his neck and back leaving god awful hickies on him. Jason and Andy we both now power fucking their respective bottoms. I am sure no one outside of us 4 knew the others' names. Andy seemed to be ready to cum first. He slow stroked his newly minted bottom. Andy drilled his large cock in out of the boys soon to be poz filled hole. It seemed almost in unison both new bottoms were begging Andy and Jason not to cum in them, but I knew that was not going to happen. As both Andy and Jason made one final thrust deep into their asses and unleashed a torrent of tainted jizz. Both boys leaned in and kissed one another as if to relish in the moment they were pozzed. It was hot watching them kiss with their tongues exploring the others mouth. The kid who had been fucking me was making out with the Doc. Jason, Andy and I just sat around slowly stroking our cocks back to hardness. I could tell the Doc was back to full strength. He tossed his prey to Andy and slid behind the boy that Jason was just fucking. He slid his thick cock up and down his crack until the boy just seemed to swallow Doc’s cock. He was a natural bottom. We can sense our own. Andy landed on top of the one that Doc had bred and Jason took Andy’s bottom. All three boys were legs up on the couch. Andy, Jason and Doc fucked their new holes with renewed vigor with none of the boys knowing they were being pozzed fucked. I stroked my cock watching the 3 slut bottoms getting bred on Jason’s couch. The whole room smelled of cum and ass. I was rock hard wishing I had some cock in me. That is when I remembered the over-sized dildo that Amy had dropped off for Jason earlier to keep his cunt open as she put it. I fetched it from the box and with the suction cup on the base. I secured it to the floor, lubed it with my spit and slipped it into my ass. Slowly each of the guys took notice of me fcuking myself to them fucking each other. They all laughed at my whore-ish behavior not being able to wait for a real cock. I had to go find a fake one to fuck myself with. Without much prodding the 3 older tops went back to breeding the boys. It was Jason who let the cat out of the bag first as he prepared to cum again adding his poz load to Andy’s. The boys eyes got wide. “You’re poz!” he exclaimed. Andy retorted, “We all are!” Doc quipped “not yet, but here’s to hoping I get some today.” All three of the boys tried to put up a meager fight, but the cocks in the asses were feeling too good to stop. I knew the feeling. The boy Andy was power drilling cried out first as he came hands-free “poz me daddy!” Andy slammed his cock deep in the boy and filled the boy’s ass with his tainted jizz. As if on cue, Jason and Doc filled their respective asses with cum as well. Each boy laid there as the men’s cocks that filled their holes slowly withdrew from the poz cum filled holes. Each of them have been fucked twice with at least one poz cock. I lost my sense of bearings in the poz roulette game of chance on who had been filled twice and who had one of each, but i was guessing Andy, Jason and Doc know who they had fucked as they moved to a new bottom and filled their mouths with their waning cocks in an effort to revive them for another round. I took the opportunity to feast on some boy creampie. I nearly dove into the first boy’s ass and slurped up Doc’s delicious cum de’le creme of cock and freshman ass. He nearly squealed as my tongue swirled his hole. Andy moved me out of the way and sank his huge cock into the boy for his third fucking of the night. The boy’s cock was rock hard and drooled a tick stream of pre-cum from it’s slit. As Andy slid all 8 or so inches into the boy’s soon to be poz ass. I moved over to boy #2. I 69’d his puffy cunt. He devoured my cock into his eager mouth as I” slurped his cum filled ass. I licked and rimmed his hole, he hummed his pleasure against my balls as he deep throated my meager dong. I swallowed another load of his jizz as Doc pull;ed me away from my cum feast. I sat up pulling my cock out of the boy's mouth, but sitting my manpussy squarely on his mouth. His tongue shot into my ass. My cock lurched forward and drooled what felt like an ounce of cum. All this movement brought into view the 3rd boy hole who was on his knees. I leaned forward just a bit, and jammed two fingers into his hold. It was then that I knew this boy was the original bottom of the group. I grabbed the lube, and lubed my hand discreetly. Doc noticed what I was doing and gve me a thumbs up. I slipped a 3rd finger and the boy merely moaned. I added a 4th finger. His eyes got wide. I soon had my hand in him with my thumb being the odd-man out. He never missed a beat on Jason’s tick prick. But Jason had another idea. Hope you all like this latest chaapter

thanks for all the encouraging feedback, pigs. Hope you enjoy and can get fucked up to this new chapter. —— 8. Bear started bubbling my nipples, and I was writhing slightly. Still really horny apparently. Bear reached to the side table and grabbed his baggies. He pointed his finger at me. “Lick” I obeyed. He dipped the tip of his finger in the bag, withdrew it, and without asking or saying anything else, he inserted the finger in my cunt. He worked well, wiggling all around. Damn it hurt and burned a bit. Not as much as anticipated from reading stories on BZ. He repeated that two more times, and I was flying by the end of it. Jesus Christ. My penis shrunk again, but was so hungry. Hungrier than the night before. It was a lil sore before he inserted all that T inside me, but it felt fine after. Hole was tingly and so warm. I begged him if I could go online to post an ad for guys to come fuck me. To my surprise, he slapped me hard. This was the most aggressive he’s been toward me. I was confused. “You need to be trained. I control who fucks you. I decide. Not you,” he said very sternly. I felt like I was being scolded by a parent. I hate being told what to do. This is partly why I have a bad relationship with to my parents, other adults, and strict institutions. My first instinct was to lash out. But I was so horny. “You need to learn to take any cock. Not just the cocks you want,” he said. Oh that does make sense. If I’m in control, I’ll be picky. I know me. Releasing that control means I may get fucked by guys I would normally write off, like really old guys, or actually homeless, or maybe even more [banned word]. The [banned word], I would come to learn, would come much later. Years later. I started to soften registering his logic. He was right. Damn this hot. “I’m sorry, sir,” I said. “Get on my cock and show me how sorry you are.” I slid down on his fat cock. Eventually I was riding him reverse because his belly made riding reverse more comfortable and allows me to get fucked deeper. He was on his phone the entire time, ignoring me. So hot. This continued for a while, with excepting of me taking breaks to sniff some poppers, him feed me T or Gatorade. He also snapped some pics of me. After some time, he put his phone down. He must be done posting and messaging. I was excited of the unknown adventures awaiting me. He told me to grab the motel phone for him. He dialed the front desk. “Larry, it’s me. This slut is open for any guest tonight and tomorrow to use. Send them to the room. Door will be unlocked.” Larry came to the room not too long after and dumped a load into me. It was fast, but hot. I loved Bear watching me be a good boy taking loads. I had a steady stream of guys come and breed me throughout the night. Couldn’t tell if they were motel guests or people from the internet. That also made it super hot. They mostly blended together in my mind, but a few guys stood out. There was this twink that was youngest, very likely still in college. He was the most deer in headlights, but was rock hard and fucked me really fast. He also rushed out the quickest. lol. Then there were these one guy who was really tweaking out. I normally would have avoided him, but there I was, begging for his load. He couldn’t cum, but it was a hot exchange. Then there was this really old daddy who told me to take his poz load. I begged for it, knowing full well I wasn’t on Prep. Then there was bear#2. He came back, but he reeked of alcohol. He stripped and was just as aggressive as he was the night before. He almost gave me rug burn because he was so aggressive pushing me down to suck his cock. He also fucked me on the floor, pressing my face on the dirty carpet. He was fucking me so good, and he even played with my nipples every now and then driving me crazy. I could feel his pubes and sweat mix with my own. He started to get more aggressive. He told me to lean up, so I was not facing Bear. “You like getting fucked by my cock, faggot?” bear#2 asked. “Mmm…yessir. I love it.” “That’s right faggot. You fucking love it. You love me fucking you?” “Yessir, I love it.” “FUCK YEAH! You fucking love getting fucked by my cock, you whore!” “Mmmmmm” “Yeah tell me you love me. Tell me!” I paused. This felt a bit much? I couldn’t help but look at Bear and see how he felt. He was playing with his nipples and stroking. His face didn’t reveal much honestly. “Say it, faggot! Tell me you love me or I stop fucking you!” Oh fuck I needed his cum. I couldn’t explain it, but if all the guys that came through, he was by far the best fuck. I needed his load! “I love you! I love you! Please keep fucking me!” “Tell me I’m the only person you love! I’m the only person you’ve ever loved! You will love! Say it, bitch!” I said that and more. I screamed how I will only think of his cock and him. how my heart only has room for him and no one else. I was making eye contact with Bear the entire time. Bear#2 dumped a massive load and left. There was a deafening silence in the room after, as I was still on the floor collecting myself. I looked up and Bear was getting dressed. He took some of his belongings, leaving behind the pipe, lighter, and baggie. Then he left. I was all alone again.

So I haven’t had much desire this year for any type of sex yesterday on Long Island was so nice I headed to the video store by me that has a theater and booths. It was pretty quiet so I was in the theater alone and started looking at sniffles. It looked like a top popped in and wanted to fuck so I walked over the the booth area and found one closed door. I go onto the adjacent booth and through the glory hole I see a beautiful 8 inch dick being stroked. Immediately drop my pants and underwear and get down in my knees, motioning him to slide his member through the hole. He does and I start to blow him for a few minutes. He’s was nice and thick too. Not quite a beer can but still had a real nice girth. as I’m blowing him I take a bit hit of poppers and lube him up with my spit. I then spun around and backed up onto his cock. He knew right away what was going on and grabbed the base of his cock and helped push it in. I took a minute or more to get all the way in but he did and just left it there for a while. Then he stated to slowly pump me, and went up to a regular thrusting speed. I positioned myself to take his thrusts fully, took a big hit of poppers and reached back and spread my ass wide. He took the cue and buried his cock in my ass and for the next 15 minutes he just thrusted away until he got all tense and not move for a minute. Then he pulled out. I stayed in position for a bit but I reached down and felt a his huge creamy load. Since he was done I pulled up my clothes, got dressed and walked into a different booth without any holes. I closed the door, stripped down and reached back and let some of the load drop into my hand so I could eat it. Tasted great. Then I took out the plug I had in my pocket and plugged my ass and jerked off for a while. Then went home. At home, I kept the plug in for the rest of the evening until I went to bed. I wanted to absorb every drop I could. It’s moments like this that make me so thankful that I’m gay with no inhibitions

I started off pretty innocent, all things said. I'd made it all the way through college without getting high once, not even pot. My oldest brother was a serious stoner and dropped out of college, and I never wanted to hear my parents talk about me in the way they did about him. So I was a model child - straight As and drug-free. Right up until I was 23. I'd known I was kinky. My first sexual experiences was jerking off while smelling the undershirts and briefs of my uncles. I'd sneak in and steal jocks from the football locker room in high school. In college, I experimented more, and was 100% sure I was a submissive. I longed for a Dom, but was often too shy to do anything about it. Anyways, after graduating college and joining the "real world", I'd moved to Atlanta and started hooking up here and there. And on one particular Friday, I decided to make a fantasy of mine come true: I wanted to have a guy piss in me after coming. I got online and went to NKP and made a post. I was honest about things - what I was looking for, etc. I got a few responses from men who were definitely offering more than I was interested in, either by partying or they were poz or whatnot. I longed for the darkness they offered, but I wasn't there. I waited for something more my speed. It finally came in the response from a profile that could have been tailor made for me. Nice older black man, in his early 40s, muscular from work, and not a gym, negative and didn't mention drugs in his profile at all. Nick sounded perfect. "hey there, cutie. I see you're looking for something specific tonight". I replied that I was; it had been a fantasy of mine. We chatted a bit more, talking about my interests and limits. Yes, we could do bondage. Yes to oral. Yes that I while I didn't bareback, I knew I'd have to for this. And the big one, no, I didn't use any drugs. Nick said he was in, told me to get myself cleaned out and come over to his place about 8:30pm. I headed over and pulled into his driveway about 8:20. I texted him and he said to come on inside, the door was unlocked. He wanted me to strip and kneel when I got inside. I did so, and then Nick walked into the foyer. He was everything his profile showed and then some. I was smitten just seeing him walking towards me in nothing but a pair of well worn jeans. Nick had a smooth solid chest, tightly curled black hairs covering his chest, and I could see his pubes just above the waistline of his low-fitting jeans. Everything about Nick was my type. "Damn, you are one pretty little white boy," he drawled. His accent was much deeper than my own. "Um...thank you, Sir. Most men think I'm a little too femme." "No worries about that, boy. I like you girly ones even better." He was standing over me and I was shaking like a leaf looking up at him. "Don't be nervous. I can see you shaking. I'll make this good for you." Nick reached around and gathered my long hair up in his hand and held on. He started walking away, pulling on my hair and making me stumble forward on all fours and struggle to crawl behind him to keep up. "That's right, on your knees and trailing after me like a good boy. You was made for this." In the middle of Nick's living room he had a low ottoman and he led me over to it. "Lay your chest over it, boy, with your hands behind your back." I did as he told and he gathered up my wrists and I could feel the roughness of a jute rope wrapping around them and tying them together. "I like to use rope that leaves a mark, boy. This way you'll remember you were bound at my mercy for a few days later....every time you see these marks." I tried to adjust my wrists to get comfortable, "don't struggle too much boy or you'll sure to mark up your wrists and rub em raw. Make sure you can move and feel your fingers. I don't want them too tight." I did as told and let him know they were OK. "Now, lets get these shoes and jeans off". While I was draped over his stool, Nick went about undressing me from the waist down. I was wearing a cute pair of lacy purple thongs and Nick told me how sexy they were and how he was going to leave them on me. He settled back behind me and I sort of relaxed into the ottoman holding my weight, and Nick started rubbing my ass and my hole. I felt him dribble some lube on my crack and jumped at the coldness. "Settle down now!" Nick yelled at me and gave a powerful smack on my ass that had almost had me crying from the start. "I don't want to hear nothing from you, boy, while I work you open. You aren't nearly ready for my cock, so you shut the fuck up and give me your ass to open!" He brutally shoved 2 fingers in all the way to the knuckles right away. I yelped and got another heavy slap on my ass. "Do I need to gag you to shut you up?!"...."No, Sir....I'll be quiet and good." Nick played with my hole....2 fingers....and then a 3rd....then two fingers from each hand and pulling my hole apart. I struggled to keep quiet, because Nick was absolutely not going easy with any of it, but I did. I wanted his cock and piss inside me, and if I had to suffer a little to get it, I would. Working my hole with 3 fingers, I heard Nick lubing up something behind me...and I just assumed it was his cock. But next thing I know, he's moved to my side, has one hand holding my bound wrists in my back and holding me down. His fingers are stretching me wide as he fucks them in and out of me. "Now, faggot, you take this quietly, and don't tell me 'no' or to stop, and you'll get my piss inside you. You pussy out and cry or beg me to stop and I will, and I'll send your ass home." "Yes, Sir, I understand". With that, he removed his fingers and a few seconds later, I felt something hard and blunt pushing my hole. "This is bigger than my fingers, faggot, but you need to wear this to get ready for my cock. Take it like a good hole...like the good hole you said you are." I accepted the tip, but it flared large fairly quickly and started stretching me beyond what Nick had already prepped me for. He knew the moment when I began to struggle because his hand clamped tightly around my wrists and his entire arm held me in place. "Not a fucking sound from you, faggot!". He growled at me and applied more pressure. I was trembling underneath them and fighting to keep from crying out as he pushed it deeper....when I thought I was about to tear into, I felt it pop in, and my ass clinched up around it. "Such a good faggot. Stayed good and quiet, too". Nick was rubbing my back and down my over my ass...jostling the plug a little just because. He paused for a moment and wiped his hands on a towel he had ready, and moved around in front of me. He lifted my head and brushed the tears on my face away. "Here, take a few hit of these and relax....your hole knows it has what it wants and it'll accept it." Nick held an open bottle of poppers under my nose, and I did 4 deep inhales on his instruction....four on the left side and hold....then release....then 4 on the right side and hold....then release. By the time that last exhale the poppers were hitting me hard, and I could relax some around the large plug in my hole. I didn't think I'd ever had anything that big inside me. "You look so pretty, Chase, bent over my stool....wearing my ropes.....crying for me." It was the first time he'd said my name, and I felt like the best boy in the world. "Now, you said you could deep throat, right pretty boy?"...I nodded "Yes, Sir". He gave a low growl and said, "that's exactly what I wanted to hear. Here, have some more poppers and then I want to feel your throat around my cockhead."

I recognized him from across the bar. It was hard not to - dressed in tight faded denim shorts, a sleeveless tee, suede work boots and a construction worker's hat, he was one of the few people in the entire bar who wasn't wearing head-to-toe black leather, that's why I was fairly certain that he wouldn't recognize me. My leather harness, chaps, dark shades, and biker boots were the polar opposite of what he saw his high school history teacher wearing on a typical school day. That's right, history teacher. High school history teacher. I teach at one of the local public high schools, and while it is fairly obvious to me (and some of my co-workers...and students) that I hunt dick at night, most people see me a just a guy who is a bit out-of-time. My thick black mustache, dark eyes, dark hair, and furry chest are the epitome if the 1970's clone look, and while it might seem out of time when I'm wearing sansabelts and Aarow dress shirts, it looks pretty damn hot when I'm decked out in leather. Or denim. Or nothing at all. Like tonight. I've been looking forward to Village Night all month. The last Friday of the month is dedicated to one of the icons of the Disco era and my favorite spot, the Bar Code, transforms from a leather cruise bar with an active backroom into a late 70's cruise disco with an overstuffed backroom. The kid looked like he was barely keeping his head above water when I saw Jack and Cap on either side of him. Jack was rubbing the kid's crotch, and Cap had his hand running up the backside of his leg. They were both whispering in the kid's ear. I knew I had to intervene, or the kid would be in over his head before he knew it. I danced my way over to him, grinding on a motorcycle cop here, a construction worker or cowboy there....and within seconds was pulling Cap's hand out of the back of the kid's shorts. "This one's jailbait, boys," I said. "Word must be out that the doorman is into chicken and lets in the underage crowd so he can arrest them out later. See? Here he comes." Frank was, indeed, headed this way. The pair moved off, no doubt to look for another unsuspecting victim of their s&m-and-pozzing plan. I grabbed the kid's arm. "Come with me if you don't want to end up in the back of a police car," I said, exaggerating Frank's plans for the kid. He followed without a word, looking worried....but also a little .... Drunk? Or high? I couldn't tell. We made our way to the backroom. As expected, it was wall-to-wall fucking. Not sucking, fucking. The kid stopped cold. "This is how men get off, not boys," I said. "Don't worry, we re just in here because Frank got banned after he left his post to fuck one too many times." I led him toward the back corner. The further we got, the darker it became. The smell of mansex was almost overpowering back here. "Thanks, mister." The kid finally said something, and I knew right away that he wasn't drunk. Cap must have booted the kid when his hand was down his pants, and it was starting to come on strong,too. He was jittery, sweating, and rubbing his cock, "Damn. Fucking hot," he said to no one in particular as he watched the fucking going on around him. I was about to lose my restraint. If he keep rubbing that cock through those fucking sexy denim shorts, I was going to end up fucking him. I knew I wouldn't resist for long. He gasped and started pumping his hips when I started kneading his ass. A moan. Rubbing that cock. Kneading that ass. I moved behind him and unsnapped the shorts' buttons one by one. His hand instantly went to his cock once it was freed and started pumping, intent on cumming as quickly as possible. I held him still, nibbled on his earlobe and whispered, "Shhhh... Savor it. Don't cum yet. Look at all the fucking. Real men, macho men, bent over and taking raw dick." He tensed up when I said the word raw. I was testing him. He moaned, "Fucking hot." Passed the test with flying colors. "Flying colors." Made me remember the two tabs of X in my front pocket. I took one out and laid it on my tongue, then turned the kid around and shoved my tongue down his throat. I'm sure he noticed me shotgunning the tab into his mouth, but he didn't protest. Once it was and absorbed, I asked him, "So you party?" "Not yet, need a teacher," he said. Ambiguous, I thought. But I couldn't resist that opening. "I'm a hell of a good teacher," I said before I slid my tongue into the back of his mouth and nearly gagged him. My hands were all over him, and the X was just barely starting to kick in, making him ultra responsive to my hands. He was almost writhing as I rubbed him all over. I heard his shorts hit the floor. No underwear. I pulled his shirt over his head, felt it to make sure the pockets were empty, and threw it into the middle of the backroom orgy. I looked for his reaction, but there wasn't one - his eyes were glassy, his lips were parted, and his cock was rock hard ad he continued to grind himself on my hand I moved to his hole...it was wet. Very wet. "You been fucked tonight, son?" I asked, some surprise in my voice. "Fuck me. Fuck me, I fucking need it." I gave him a slight slap. "I asked if you've been fucked yet tonight, boy!" His eyes focused for a second. "No. Lubed just in case.." That was all I needed to hear. I started pushing my cock at his entrance. He tried to pull off and then started moving his hands as if he were digging in his pants pockets. "Need to cover up," he said. And then he looked down and laughed. "Looks like my shorts are gone," and with that he started pushing back against my raw cock. Either he wasn't a virgin, or he had some long and thick toys at home, because I slipped in with no difficulty. I wasn't incredibly well hung, 7 inches, average thickness, but I was uncut, and he was a senior in high school. It shouldn't have been that easy. "Yeaaaah," he said. "Fuck yeah," I responded. "Fuck me. Fuck me like my daddy. Hard and rough." I started slamming him, and he responded like a proper cuntboy - pushing back with every thrust, pulling away, but never letting the head out of the hole. The kid knew how to fuck, that's for sure. We pounded at each other until I was glistening with sweat, and he was positively dripping with it. Positively. "Do you want my load, boy?" "Yes, daddy. Blast it in me." "My poz load? You want me to charge you up?" Bit his ear, hard. "Yeah!" He yelled. "Give it to me! Breed me! Fucking cum in my ass. Cum in my ass!" He was yelling loudly, and I felt his hole tighten. I knew what was coming. He was. "Yeaaaah," he said. "Poz me up. Poz me. Poz me." And i did just that. I buried my bone a deep as I could and unloaded in what was easily the hardest, longest and best cum of my 34 years. Seeded him. Dropped my load in that boyhole. Bred him lime a bitch, as he continued to squeeze at my cock in rhythm, his orgasm continuing and actually getting stronger. "Poz me," he whispered one last time. Eventually we slowed down, and I held my cock in his hole. I moved it around a little bit, left and right, up and down, to make sure that the seeds were planted. I licked his ear, "You're mine now, boy. I got you marked." He shuddered. "Yeah. Marked. Pozzed. Fucking hot. Can't wait to go breeding other guys." I though to myself that this kid has either been reading Breeding Zone, or he's not really an 18 year old high school student. "Where'd you get a dirty thought like that, kid?" "Breeding Zone." "Fuck yeah," I said. I took my shades off. "At least it wasn't in third period history." He turned his head and looked at me. "Mr. Dooney," he said. "Fuck yeah. Now squeeze that cock while I pull out. Get the last of those babies before we head to my place." He squeezed, and I slowly pulled out. Odd, he wasn't able to clamp down on my cock all that hard. The kid was loose. "Who the hell wrecked your hole?" I asked. "Doorman," he said. "Fucks me at least once a week." Hot. I thought to myself that it was a perfect fuck - the hardest cum of my life, thinking that I was pozzing one of my students, but none of the guilt. If Frank was hitting that ass once a week, he was already Poz, plus a few others. I thought about one of my fuckbuds, a GP, and wondered if he'd fuck me in the exam room once I told him that I was gonna need some antibiotics. I grabbed his shorts off the floor and shoved them into his chest. "Put these one," I said, "And get ready for the night of your life." He smiled, bent over and in a few seconds, we were walking toward the exit. I noticed a cowboy holding the kid's shirt over some guy's cock, using it as a cumrag. I waited for them to finish, then took the shirt and told my boy to put it on. Minutes later, I was walking into my townhouse with an 18 year old hottie in a pair of too-small denim shorts and a cum-soaked t-shirt. Good thing it was 3 AM, or someone might have called the cops. And I was almost disappointed that they didn't, because it would have been hot to share the kid with Greg, my hot cop FB, when he got here!

Gay romantic asexual men are a major frustration for me. I'll take a straight or bi guy looking to experiment over the gays in the sex clubs looking to have the kind of "sex" where no one has to to touch anyone elses icky dick. I find perpetual foreplay and cuddling to be extremely sexually frustrating, but they are always in the majority here in Portland. For some reason the guys who do actually have sex seem to disappear once the rains stop in early July and don't reappear until it starts raining again in September. It definitely puts a damper on outdoor hooking up, and I love hooking up and fucking in the great outdoors.

Considering that Hair Furor, Jr. is a widely acknowledged gun nut who's so coked up during half his podcasts you wonder if he personally is causing shortages in the white powder supply in the eastern US, I'd say there are plenty of people like him.

Stumbled upon this site while researching the risks of being a cumdump. Keep coming back because it feels like I can explore my carnal desires without judgement.

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Tony laughed and squeezed Zeke’s ass “Tony. must you? You don’t even like men my age. Everyone knows you like them young and fresh” Zeke said Tony slapped him on the ass and then moved away. :Sorry my friend! I just love the look on your face when I do that to you and your men love it too. I like to keep the boys happy!” Zeke looked at Tommy and Red who were trying to keep straight faces and failing miserably, and sighed Pierre and Omar were enjoying the scene because through the humor the love these men shared glowed Zeke went to Tommy and Red and pulled them both to him “What would I do without you two to keep my life interesting?” he laughed squeezing them both They paired off then. Pierre was with Zeke, Omar was with Tommy and Red was with Tony Zeke lay down on some cushions with Pierre and kissed the boy “You sure about this?” He asked It’s going to happen eventually, I may as well have someone I admire do it” the boy said and they made out for a while before Zeke laid him on his back and pushed his legs up to his chest, exposing his neg hole Zeke slid up the younger man’s body till his cock was pointed at that waiting pucker. Slowly he pushed his toxic cock in and Pierre shuddered in pleasure Tommy had Omar in a similar position and was already fucking his neg boy hard, whispering nasty poz talk into the dark skinned boys ear Red and Tony made out as Red ran greedy hands over that large, round belly. Red always made his big men feel special and he and Tony were very close even though they didn’t get to see each other very often and Red was the only person Tony willingly let fuck him Zeke started sliding in and out of Pierre’s tight hole, his large toxic cock opening the boy and abrading his inner walls, getting them ready for infection by his viral invaders Zeke always went easier on boys who knowingly, willingly took his poz seed so he didn’t slam into the boy beneath him, well not much at least. He kept up a steady pace, pounding the boy’s prostate and making him groan in pleasure Tommy had Omar begging for his poz seed as he took the boy on his hands and knees, pinching those dark brown nipples as he slid in and out of the hole he was going to poz Red had mounted Tony and was fucking the bear of a man with obvious pleasure. Tony pushed his ass back for more of Red's 10 inch cock “You I truly love, my ginger boy. I wish I had met you when you were single. You are the only man on earth I would settle down for” Tony moaned quietly, for Red’s ears alone Red knew that if not for Zeke and Tommy in his life that he could have been perfectly happy with Tony. there was a comfort and compatibility there, even a very special love. In many ways Tony was the answer to Red’s every fantasy. He found himself dreaming of this mountain of a man often. He had his Tommy and Zeke and loved his life but that didn't stop him from wondering what could have been He slid his pale, thick inch cock in and out of that huge ass and groaned in sensual pleasure. When he came deep inside Tony, the furry giant came with him, they always came together when they made love. It was something special between them Zeke was getting close as he fucked this handsome French boy below him “You want my poz seed? You want me to infect you and free you tp ne a little slut?” he asked as his thrusts became faster “Yes! I want it from you! Poz my ass! Give me your HIV! Make me your cumdump” Pierre moaned, clenching his ass tight on Zeke’s toxic cock Zeke pushed in deep and sprayed virus laden cum deep inside the willing neg ass then lay kissing the boy as his HIV invaded his blood Tommy piston fucked Omar’s nice round ass as the boy begged for his nasty poz seed “Here it comes pretty boy! Here comes the load that’s going to change your life! The load that is going to poz you!” Tommy grunted Omar felt Tommy’s thick 8 inch cock throbbing as he shout wad after wad of toxic cum into him and lost control, his cock spewing what was maybe his last truly neg load all over By the end of the day the two neg boys had taken a poz load from all four pox breeders and the six of them moved in a molten sea of arms. Legs, cocks, kisses and caresses They covered up as the staff brought them dinner and then continued the fuck fest late into the night Tony came back to Paris with them to spend more time with Red. Zeke and Tommy were not worried. Red had a few special large men in his life, Their chief of security, Theo was one of them. No matter how late Red stayed with one of his cubbies, he always slipped into bed to sleep with Tommy and Zeke. He could not get to sleep away from them Soon the trip to Paris ended and Zeke wrapped up his business in Europe. Pierre’s father welcomed his new son in law with open arms and they all chose to ignore that that may have been influenced Ze-Corp awarding his company the European promotional contract for Panaceanol/ Zeke had stressed Ze-Corps stance of zero tolerance any bigotry or discrimination and then congratulated him on his son’s marriage to Omar. The man was no fool and took the hint The rest of the schools they were visiting that year were in the states and as the school year wrapped up Tommy decided not to take part the next year ****************** “I don't understand why you don’t claim him as a major agent Gabe. He has all the qualifications and it is working out so well with Tex and Nick” Ezekiel said on the higher plain as they watched Tommy and Zeke dance together in their private studio in their apartment “I really should, he has always had the qualifications” Gabriel said and jumped behind Tommy’s eyes to make the adjustments He jumped back out just as fast “I don’t believe this” he said looking shocked for the first time in centuries “What don’t you believe?” Ezekiel asked “He’s already a major agent of mine. As far as I can tell he’s been one since he was born. That has never happened before and we have been at this for over a million years!” Gabriel said Ezekiel looked thoughtful “You know, I don’t recall having to make any changes to Zeke either. He ws ready the first time I jumped into him” “You know how we keep wondering how they keep making even better choices than the best ones we can foresee? Maybe this is why. When was the last time you really had to nudge Zeke?” Gabriel asked “Way back when those two first got together, I had to get Zeke to admit to himself that he loved Tommy and now that I think about it. All I really did was speed up the process. Tommy was doing a pretty good job of it on his own. Zeke was fighting The Darkness and I knew his love for Tommy would drive it off for good so maybe I pushed where I didn’t need to” Ezekiel said “There is something very different about these two morals” Gabriel said “I wonder what they will change next? They do more good on their own than 100 agents we have to guide” “It’s kind of fun to watch though and now that we know they are both major agents we can enjoy our love making even more often. We just doubled our opportunities” Ezekiel said with a grin “Yes, that had occurred to me too” Gabriel said grinning also ******************* Agnes was troubled. They had been experimenting with her Ex husband’s cloning technique. One of her top researchers, a man named Rihad Patel, had volunteered his cells and they had initiated the process Rihad had taken a vacation, a mountain climbing expedition, just before his clone was born. The expedition had tragically been lost. They had named the clone baby after his father The new Rihad had not cried when he was born and he had had far to alert eyes for a newborn, He looked on the world around him calmly as if he were waiting for something He developed motor skills far faster than most babies, it was as iif he was putting conscious effort into training his body. At about 14 months old he leapt over baby talk into full fledged, fluent English His first words were “I am Dr. Rihad Patel” Rihad knew things that only Rihad Patel could know. Like the password to some encrypted files he had left on his work computer and the exact location of where his expedition had been lost, more than 10 miles from where they were supposed to be. The families of the lost were relieved when the bodies were finally found and brought home for burial Once he had convinced them beyond a doubt that he was who he said he was he said he needed to see two men. Tommy and Zeke **************** Tommy was intrigued when Agnes called and asked he and Zeke to come to her office When they got there she told them a story that would be unbelievable from anyone but her “Will you meet with Rihad?” she asked “I don’t see why not” Zeke said and Tommy nodded They had no idea how fundamentally their world was about to change Agnes made a quick call and soon the door opened. A small boy who looked maybe 2 years old walked in, He moved like an adult, walking with steady balance and climbed up in a chair facing them He looked at Tommy and Zeke bit didn’t seem to be talking to themwhen he spoke “Ezekiel and Gabriel, The Entity wants to see you and he asks that you bring Tommy and Zeke with you. They are They Prime Pair” Rihad said quite calmly *********************** Ezekiel and Gabriel knew who The Entity was, they had always known though they had never met it. They dealt with this world and The Entity dealt with the next Ezekiel and Gabriel had briefly visited the next world and could travel there and back again with no problem Tommy and Zeke being The Prime Pair was not really troubling butit did mean humanity was about to take an evolutionary leap. Things were going to get really interesting ************************ Authors Note: Descriptions of appearance, proximity, position and the general setting in this section are for the reader’s convenience only. We need such reference points to comprehend things. The place where this section happens is not really a place and none of these reference points really exist there As the two souls emerged into The Entity’s presence they knew that had thousands and thousands of names but for now Tommy and Zeke would do. They could remember a hundred thousand lives or more. They had been among the first sentient souls ever to exist. Ezekiel and Gabriel floated in the air next to The Entity and communed with it There had originally been 1001 sentient souls, five hundred pairs ant The Entity. Every other soul, and the now numbered in the billions was descended from these original 500 pairs Tommy and Zeke remembered everything/ It had been Tommy who had discovered fire and Zeje had made the first stone tool ever. They also knew that in all that time they had spent probably 95% of their lives together, Sometimes both male, sometimes both female and sometimes one was male and the other was female In this pure spirit form they had no gender. No spirit here did. Gender was a biological necessity and nothing more. It was needed to procreate and evolve but at the core, true love was a spiritual thing and it didn’t matter what gender body that spirit was in. Love was love It had been the ability to love that had created these first souls. It set the precursors of modern humans apart from the other animals that shared their world Zeke and Tommy remembered becoming aware enough to ask The Entity if it was the creator “I was created, just like you were, I am the sum total of all of you” it had replied When asked who created it, it replied “The Creator” and would not say more All this came back to Tommy and Zeke in an instant as it always did when they rejoined their true soul between lives but this time was different. They were still alive in the other world. At least they hoped they were “Yes, your bodies still live in the other world and you will rejoin them soon” The entity responded to their thought There were two couples beside them, about half a step back and behind them 47 more couples for a total of 100 souls. They were standing on a platform with The Entity. Beyond the platform all the other souls that ever existed ranged Tommy and Zeke noticed that they were almost blazingly incandescent white. The two couples behind them were almost as bright and the others on the platform were just a shade darker. Beyond the platform some souls were nearly as bright but some were black as night “You two are the last pair with enough age to evolve who have never completely succumbed tp The Darkness. These others have fallen in the past but recovered once they met their perfect match. As long as you two are together The Darkness can not taint you. It’s the same for these other pairs now as well. Could you please summon the others?” The Entity said Tommy and Zeke sent out a thought to those spirits around them “Come” No one was startled or worried to find themselves here. Like Tommy and Zeke, they knew they had been here many times before, that they were really always hare and only visited the other world The couples close behind them currently had the names Mike and Jeff to one side and Red and Tony to the other. The fact that Red’s true match was Tony did nut surprise or worry them. They had both spent lifetimes they had not found each other with all four just behind them and loved them all Behind them on the platform were many peop[le and couples they knew, Tex and Nick, Hank and Buzz, Jason and Jet, Alex and Marc, John and Sal and Cole and Lars were there, Agnes was there with a spirit that had not met yet and so was Theo and Rihad “Human kind is entering a new stage of evolution and needs guidance from people with more than just a single life time of experience. This evolution will come from biology, technology abd what most of you would call magic. You 100 are the least tainted by The Darkness who exist and I have chosen you to provide that guidance” The Entity told them “What is The Darkness?” They asked “That which would uncreate all. Ezekiel and Gabriel wage a constant war with it in the other world” The Entity told them and would not say more “It is the ability to clone that will make the guidance humanity needs possible, A child made in the normal way has it’s own soul from the moment it is born. A clone shares the person it was cloned from's soul until it has it’s first independent thought at which time it’s soul breaks off from the parent and becomes truly it’s own. After that there is no difference between a clone’s soul and a soul conceived the normal way” The Entity told them “Agnes will soon develop the technology to grow a clone from conception to adulthood in less than a month while keeping it’s brain functioning at only the most basic level. She has all the components already and jus6 needs to put them together” It went on “I am giving you 100 the ability to soul jump. If your current body dies, you can jump into a clone of yourself who is still sharing your soul. They are part of you till that first independent though so you are not stealing another soul’s body. With the exception of Rihad I will only allow jumps into purpose made adult clones. With the new Anti-aging drugs you will not only be able to live longer but, barring accident, time when your body will die” The Entity stated “If accidents occur you will come here and have to wait while a clone is made for you” It went on “Some of you can chose to go through the normal afterlife process but only temporarily. What is being asked of you in necessary for human kind’s survival and progress” they were told “Why is it necessary” They asked “Because, again thanks to Agnes, gender is about to become unnecessary. You will no longer need male and female to reproduce. A large part of humanity's problems stem from some males not being able to accept that they find other males attractive and in truth it is the spirit inside those other males that attracts them. The main issue is that these insecurities often make them reject their true match, which actually wounds both spirits” The Entity continued “Most wars, violence, greed, cruelty and so many other problems have their roots in this insecurity abd rejection. Before now this was needed to guarantee procreation but no more. Human males, and to a much lesser extent human females need to learn that gender is irrelevant to love, the world will be so much better for it” It said “Tommy and Zeke can come here at will and summon any or all of you, Do not worry, No time elapses in the other world while you are here and I will not let them summon you if it would cause you danger to be distracted. As the least tainted of all they, will be your leaders. You will not remember everything from your past lives but if you need to know something, you will, You have millions of years of experience between you and you can help guide the rest of humanity into a new era of peace” The Entity finished “Does anyone not wish to take part in this?” Zeke asked and pairs fell to discussing it No one wanted out completely but some wanted to go through the normal death and afterlife experience when it happened naturally, just to see what it was like. Among these were Red and Tony as well as Mike, Jeff and their chosen family “I will need blood samples from all of us” Agnes said Zeke asked The Entity if it could make some of them forget this meeting and it said it could “Each of you needs to contact Agnes at Angel Research and Diagnostics and as soon as your samples are secured those who need to forget will forget. We will give you ten years of afterlife then summon you back” Tommy said “I can make ten years of afterlife seem like a hundred or a thousand years” The Entity said and everyone was satisfied Agnes had her samples for all 100 in less than a month. She cultured the cells and had complete backups all over the world The 100 as they became known were mostly business leaders, scientists, cultural influencers, security and military experts and people in governments around the world who pulled the strings from behind the scenes. Tony turned out to be one of the richest men in Europe for example They met every week on “The Entity Platform” and started making plans. The first thing they did was started research projects to find the real cause of so many issues that plagued the world. They needed proof It would take decades to get that proof and then decades more to influence cultures and societies but their goal was clear, Eventually they were going to outlaw heterosexuality's on the entire planet. Their slogan in decades to come would be “No Straight, No Hate” ************************************************************************************************** This chapter was set up for a new story coming soon that is set in the year 2990 and features Tommy and Zeke as the shadow rulers of a world where being a straight man is illegal, Be looking for it soon! Scanbu

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I met a young guy. He is literally 18 years old. Fresh out of high school. He kept on talking to me on grindr. I decided it was now I will let him meet me in person. I invited him over. He was very short. I was 5’9”. He was 5’ 5”. I didn’t think he would be good at fucking. Boy was I wrong. He stripped me naked on my parent bed. He ate my ass real good. I was moaning like a bitch in heat. I felt his tongue deep in my hole. His beard scratching my smooth skin. I begged him to bite my boy bussy. I felt his teeth and his bite force. I was in heaven. I couldn’t stop being loud. That when he got really horny. I saw him stripped naked. I was suddenly turn on. He was fit. Nice chest and nice nipples that complimented his pecs. He kissed me deep in my mouth. I was loving it. I felt him kiss on stomach and back to my hole. He turn me around and got on all fours. With my ass arch up. He pushed his dick inside with his spit. I felt him balls deep. In one thrust. He collapsed on me. I felt his entire weight on me. I felt his hip grinding me deep. I moan again in pleasure. His cock was big and thick. I can feel every inch of him. He seems to love my moaning. I felt his thrust become harder and good rhythm. He knows how to fuck. I felt his arm crushing my neck. “Baby you got a nice tight pussy….I'm gonna breed you good” His grip of his arm crushing my neck felt strong. I couldn’t breathe. I felt him kissing my neck. I responded back by kissing his arms. His thrust becomes harder. But he pulled out. “Baby I’m not done yet. Turn on your back. I want to see your face while I breed you more” He fucked me missionary. This time I had my legs wrapped around him. He was giving me deep hard thrust. He gripped my hair and kept kissing me deep in the lips and my neck. I heard him roared loud. He was cumming deep in me. He pulled out and kissed me more. He spanked my ass. I told him I would keep his cum. And then he left. That was the best fuck I had.

6. I was so happy that I hugged him extra tight. I think he was happy seeing how happy I was, even if he didn’t show it in the same way I did. He pushed me on the bed and lifted my legs about his shoulders. He fucked me slowly. They were intentional thrusts. They were also hitting something amazing in my ass. He started pounding harder and faster. He spread my legs wide and used them to give him better leverage. He started pounding, and I begged him for his load. He crawled on to the bed, and I cozied up next to him asking for more drugs. He said no. He told me to come join him on the bed. There was no way I could sleep feeling this wired, but he seemed like he was about to nod off. I prolly did way more drugs than he did, which might explain it. “I don’t think I can sleep, sir,” I said. “I’m still so horny and awake.” He said if I can’t sleep then be a good but and go stock up on Gatorade. Get at least 6 or 7 big bottles. And if he’s still asleep, then I should go get some cock. But I better be here when he wakes up. Found the nearest gas station and stocked up on Gatorade, came back and he was still sleeping. I was horny, but not as horny as before, but still needed some cock. I didn’t want to stray too far and was nervous about bringing someone back here and disturbing Bear. I thought of the front desk guy, wondering if he’s still here. I changed into a sluttier tank top that showed my nipples and stripped my shorts to just a pair of white boxer briefs. I went downstairs to the lobby and rung the bell. He came out from the back, stopped, and took in the sight of this young, scantily dressed boy in his motel near the side of the highway. I thought about how to approach this. Play it coy or commit? I committed and just said to him I’m feeling really horny and wanted to know if he needed any help. Not sure if he was expecting that, if he’s so used to the clientele, or if it’s this time of year due to IML bringing horned dogs far and wide to the area, but he just told me to go to the back. In no time, he was fucking me. The fuck wasn’t that hot, but the scene was. Me being so forward and slutty was. So it was overall a hot experience. I begged for his load. As he pulled out and recovered, I asked him if there are any other guests that he thinks may be down. After taking a moment to collect himself, He said I’m really hungry huh? I said yes! Just need more cock and cum from anyone. He looked convinced, reached for his walkie talkie, and told the other person on the other like to come to his office. He’s got a hot surprise. A few minutes passed, and a guy dressed like the janitor/cleaning staff enters. He was darker skinned and looked very middle age. Big gut. Rough but not rugged. Like a hard working man, but not one that was physically intensive. Just one that seemed to drain his soul, except for moments like this. I took that as my cue and started shaking my ass. I pulled my cheeks apart and winked my hole. Not wasting a moment, the new guy unbuttoned his pants and slammed his small cock into me. He fucked me fast and frantically, and came. The whole thing was really hot. I didn’t think Bear was up yet, but honestly I was starting to get a little tired at this point. I went back to the room, got naked, and cuddled up to Bear. Fell asleep in his arms. Wasn’t the best sleep honestly, but Im glad I got some sleep.

I'm extremely turned-off by masculine, manly dominant bottoms sexually speaking. On the street, I seek masculine straight-acting alpha men. But once in bed I need it a little softer, submissive, docile, feminine and willing to be demasculinized while being repeatedly penetrated.

Part 3 I was scared. I'd wanted one thing out of tonight, just one fantasy and everything was turning out wrong. Sure up until now it was super hot, but fuck, Nick had just told me he'd given me drugs, he was keeping me for who knows how long, and he wasn't going to respect my safeword. I was fucked, even more so than his huge cock had already done. I lay there shaking with fear, as much as I could with Nick's ropes wrapped all around me. I could feel my body changing and I knew it had to be the drugs, though I couldn't say it was one or the other. I felt like I was heating up from the inside, and I could absolutely still feel the warmth in my gut from all of Nick's piss. It felt like it was surging through my body in waves. I started crying underneath the pillowcase on my head. After awhile, and I have no idea how long, I heard Nick come back into the room. I was definitely feeling the drug - I didn't feel comfortable in my own skin...I was too warm and sensitive. It was kind of pleasant - kind of itchy, and I just wanted to rub against the ottoman. But then Nick touched me and I'd never felt anything better in my life. His hand on my skin was absolutely heaven. I was whining and moaning as his hand slid across my body. "I'd say he's pretty well and fucked up by now, Nick." A new voice was chuckling....a very very deep voice, and then a second pair of hands starting touching me. "Yeah, D, gotta make him feel good so he wants it." I felt their hands undo the ropes around me, and stay rubbing over my skin as they did so. It was so amazing...I was twisting my body to try go chase their hands. I just wanted to be touched and rub. "Nick, man, I think your little pussy is in heat, here. This is crazy". "Doesn't surprise me. This is the first time he's gotten high, at all. He doesn't know what to do with himself. Take off the blind and let's move this along." D pulled the pillowcase off my head and kneeling in front of me was this giant of a black man. He could make Nick looks small, even with all his muscles. But this man...."Wow! You said he was pretty, but this boy is one gorgeous little girl." I grinned, I know it. I was always a sucker for a compliment and as D held my face up to him, I looked up with all the adoration my glassy eyed gazed could do. He chuckled, "His eyes are so blown, right now...just the best damned sight in the world on a pretty thing like this." They helped me up, and while I couldn't exactly stand on my own after the prolonged bondage and the drugs, but Nick and D helped me to the shower. They stripped down and all got into the shower with me and the blast of warm water of my skin was a feeling I'd never forget. While their hands washed me, someone removed the plug from my hole and I emptied there in the shower, and they used a hose to rinse my insides out. After the shower, they dried me off and led me to another room. It was darker than the rest of the house, especially after the lights of the bathroom, but they led me to a sling in the middle of the room and got me situated. My legs were put up in the stirrups, and I could feel them being secured in. "D, leave one arm free for now....we're going to need that", and while my body was being rubbed all over, I felt one wrist be cuffed to the chains holding the sling. Nick brushed my hair away from my face and looked in my eyes. I tried to focus as much as I could. "Now, faggot, we're going to play gently with you a bit....until you surrender. And by that, you're gonna have to say the words, "I surrender to you, Master". Do you understand me?" I tried to let it sink in what he was saying, I was nodding. I felt a pair of hands turn my head to the other side, and I was looking at D again. "Listen to Nick, boy. We're gonna to make you feel so fucking good you're gonna beg us to do anything you want. That what he wants. He wants permission from you to do absolutely anything to you he wants. And you're gonna give it him. And to me. And if you don't....." D had me entirely captivated....his hand was so large it felt like it covered my entire face...."and if you don't.....then Nick's gonna give you to me, and I fucking don't care if I have permission." That last part sounded like growl, and I heard myself moan as his words penetrated my hazy mind. I heard him chuckle, "Nick, I think this pussy boy is darker than you let on.....maybe you should just give him to me and skip all this surrender bullshit." "No, D, you know I what I like....he's going to beg for it first." "Alright, but fuck man, I'm ready to go." Nick laughed, "I know, but we got all weekend." I felt them moving around me and I keened and whined anytime they dragged their rough hands across me. I could feel someone at my head and someone move between my legs. A blindfold went over my eyes, and I felt a rag cover my mouth. When I inhaled, I knew it was soaked in some poppers. "That's right, faggot. Deep breaths....in and out." I felt lube on my hole and a thick finger slid inside me...in and out.....then a second. The rag was removed and someone put a heavy ballsack in my face. I immediately started licking and sucking on it. Hands traced over my body, making me feel in heaven. The musky scent of a man was in my nose and mouth, and my hole was being rubbed from the inside. I didn't know what I was supposed to do. Too many sensations, and yet not enough. The hands on my body went from rubs, to slaps, to pinches. All of it driving me crazy and not knowing which was coming next. I felt little pinpricks rolls across my chest and abs. My ass was on fire, not from anything big....no more than two fingers ever was inside me, but feeling them drag across the inside of my ass....slowly in and our....sometimes around from the bottom to the top...sometimes, on either side of one another pulling my hole open. I could feel the cool air of the room hit my insides and it was driving me crazy. I tried to fuck myself on those fingers. Anything to get more. "That's right faggot, I see you wanting more inside you. D was right you're just a pussy in heat. And this pussy belongs to me, now". That meant it was Nick between my legs, and as he said this, D pulled back and covered my face with the popper rag again. A few hits later, and I was floating even higher, but this time it was removed and D slid his fat cock into my mouth. "MMMMM...that's it pretty girl....just my head though. You only get more when you surrender to Nick. But just keep licking up all my precum and suck on me like a lollipop." I was floating with all these slight sensations all over my body, and moaning like the complete whore I was being reduced to. "D, I want you to clamp his nips and bring me the cold chain." D was pinching on my nips and I felt him pinch hard and then a clamp went on them. I moaned and tried to get away, but the pain faded quickly. He added the second one, and then as it was fading into pleasure on my body, he did something to the first one and it tightened, with each movement a sharper pain sliced up my body and I whined. He repeated this with the other and stepped away. In a moment, I felt Nick's fingers leave my hole, and I lay there untouched feeling a very soft breeze across my sensitive skin. I felt them come back to me and knew both of them was between my legs, as one played with my hole and another rubbed up and down my legs. "Look at this little faggot cock, Nick. Fucker ain't even hard." He was laughing at me. "Nah, D, pussy faggots don't get hard. They know their cocks aint worth nothin and it's this sweet little cunt that drives them crazy." Since it was D, I assumed playing with my cock now, I felt him start to wrap something around the base of my balls and around my soft shaft. "Mmmm. Getting this tied up out of our way. He won't bet getting hard for a long time anyways." I jolted in the sling as I felt something ice cold against my hole. They both laughed, "got that his attention, didn't it!" I had no idea what it was, but it was cold and hard. Nick, I'm assuming, rubbed it all around my hole and then gently pushed it in. The cold was a sensation that was maddening against my burning up insides, but Nick slipped it past my ring. And there was more. As one bit went inside, I could feel another at my hole. My mind thought anal beads, but then I clicked that someone said chain. It all made sense...Nick was shoving a length of chain up my ass! "hahaha. I think he's figured it out, Nick!" "I figured it would click in a moment.....you're doing so good pretty boy. How does it feel? How does this cold heavy chain feel in your cunt?" My head feel back and D moved back around towards it. "Remember, pretty boy. Just beg and surrender, and all this teasing will stop. Then we'll fill you up with more cock and cum than you've ever imagined." Nick was slowly dragging the heavy chain out of my ass now. The weight was something very real and the bumps and ridges as it pulled out was driving me crazy. D started pulling on my clamped nipples, making me remember they were even there. Then they both were talking over each other, "Surrender to us, boy" and "Give it up, let us own you and have you", and "You belong as a faggot, owned by two real black men", and "We can tease you like this and never give you what you want, or you can surrender and give us everything." I couldn't take it any more. I was over stimulated, but not getting enough to satisfy what I felt like I was needing. "Oh yeah....cry those pretty tears for me, faggot. You know they make me so hard....D loves them even more." "You want to cry for us more, pretty boy?" D's voice was soft in my ear. "You want to feel so consumed and wrecked that I'm the only one who can put you together again?" I whined to him. "Just say it....give Nick permission....beg him for it." I cried out, "Please, Nick...please!" My voice was broken, "I s-s-s-surrender!" D growled and bit my neck where he was still leaning down to me "MMMM. you just fucked yourself, faggot. And I'm going to love every fucking minute of it" Nick pulled the chain from my hole and they both stepped away. I was crying laying there. And then I felt them both step back over to my side. "Nick, hold his arm tight and secure." I didn't know what was happening. D, I'm assuming, wrapped something around my upper arm, and I felt him wipe in my elbow. My mind caught up, oh fuck, they were going to inject me with something! I struggled a bit. "Don't fight this faggot, or you'll end up dead!" I froze and when I did I felt a prick in the soft of my elbow. A second later it was gone, and my arm was raised above my head. I felt a heat and metal taste in my throat and coughed, and then.....FUCK FUCK FUCK! I couldn't breath....I couldn't catch my breath.... Searing pain went through my chest as someone ripped away the clamps on my nipples and I screamed. "HAHAHAHAHA that got him breathing, all right. Fuck that was hot to watch!" If I thought I was overstimulated before, I was like a live electrical wire right now, but it felt like my hole was literally trying to eat something, it was spasming so much. "Take off the blindfold, Nick...I want to see this faggot's eyes." I tried to blink my eyes, and when I opened them, I couldn't focus. I saw both of them looming over me, someone held my head up by my hair. "fuck yeah, that's pretty. Nothing sweeter than giving a boy his first slam and watching all the color disappear from his eyes, getting swallowed up by those dinner plates of pupils. He's barely even with us anymore. Just fucking perfect." My head fell back. D moved back between my legs and played with my hole some "Oh yeah, this cunt is opened up and hungry, Nick." "Well man, you know I love watching you do this part....what do you want?" "Bring me those two over there....go back to his head and dose the rag again....we're gonna need those." Nick stepped away and in a moment he was back. I looked up at him, trying to focus on him. He slapped me hard across the face, "don't even fucking look in my eyes, again, faggot. Time to learn your place!" My face stung, and felt the sling start to move. D was stepping forward and his body was pushing the sling up. He and Nick started swinging me...back towards Nick and then letting me go and feeling D stop me as he stood between my legs. "Give him the rag, Nick". The rag covered my face and Nick just draped it over me. Like before, I couldn't breath without a hit of it, and they started to hit quickly. I felt the head of D's cock against my hold. He was nudging against it, using my weight and gravity of the sling to force my hole open around it. Between the drugs and the poppers it didn't take much, and when he slipped in, I moan....he moaned, and I think even Nick moaned. They kept the swinging up - D's head popping in with each swing back and out with each swing up. He wasn't even touching me or pushing in. He and Nick just kept swinging me on and off his cock, and with each drop back he went deeper and deeper. And then it hurt. I winced and cried out. "Well, D, I think you found the second ring"....Nick sounded amused as D's cock battered that part of me once....twice....three times with the swing. "He ain't opening up for me, man....I think I need to remind this faggot where he is." On the next down swing, D grabbed my thighs and when he hit that tender spot inside and I cried, he yanked on my legs ramming his way past it and bring me flush against his body. I screamed again, "Peach! Peach! Peach!". I could feel the tears running down the side of my face. And they both laughed. D did it again....and again, and I was yelling and crying and D held me for a moment, while Nick leaned over again, pinching off my nose and covering my mouth, "Faggot, I told you that you don't get safewords anymore. So that little 'peach...peach...peach' don't mean fucking nothing to us. And those pretty cries and tears just make us want to hurt you even more." I couldn't breath...between the pain in my gut and the burn in my lungs, I struggled in the sling. And they just laughed around me. Nick removed his hand before I blacked out and moved the popper rag over my face again. They went back to the swinging - this time I was all the way up and when I swing back towards D, I took every inch of his cock, only stopping when I settled against him. This went on a few minutes and then Nick held me at the top of the swing again. He put the popper mask over my face again, which meant it wasn't coming off for a little bit. Then I felt D back at my hole again, but it didn't feel like the head of his cock. For a minute, it was there...then it felt like just his cock and I felt him slip inside....but Nick didn't let me go....instead of D's cock filling me up again, I felt something else pushing the rim of my ass. "Open up faggot....let it in!.....come on!". I could feel my hole start to stretch around it....a dildo I was guessing, and I whimpered. I felt Nick step back and pull my head up by my hair and he slapped me hard again "LET HIM IN!". With the pain of the slap, I felt my hole clamp up, but immediately it relaxed and a pain ripped through my body as D got the head of that dildo inside me with his cock. "Oh yeah...that's what I'm talking about it....Let him slip down, Nick". And then Nick let me go. My weight was wanting to swing back towards D, but I had his giant cock and a dildo in my hole and gravity hadn't won yet. D started making shallow little thrust, pushing himself and the dildo deeper, with the weight of the sling helping force my body to accommodate them both. I was crying, and panting. I'm sure my eyes were wild. Nick grabbed my throat and squeezed...."Oh yeah, pretty thing....you're getting stretched out and taking them both as deep as D wants you, too, and you can't stop him. You can't stop anything we do to you." He let up and I sucked in air....of course through the popper mask making me even higher. I could feel D and the dildo going deeper and deeper. They were getting into the rhythm of the sling again, slowly splitting me open. I felt them hit my second hole again and I winced. I had gotten used to D's cock that deep, but now it was going to stretch wider. "Lights out, Nick....." I didn't know what that meant, until Nick squeezed my neck again....he held me there as D tapped against that second hole....and then I blacked out. When I came to, Nick wasn't at my head, and I felt like I had a baseball back up my ass to my throat. I could see them both between my legs. "Welcome back, faggot...that was awfully nice of you to not fight me that time." I was confused, but then I realized Nick had choked me out and D had used that to force the double fucking past my 2nd hole. I could feel myself still spasming around them, even that deep. "Fuck that pink hole looks so pretty stretched around all that black cock. D, it's almost pure white where it pulls up around the dildo." "You should feel this pussy gripping me, Nick....like a fuckin' vise. If I didn't know better, I'd swear you gave me a virgin." They laughed.... "I wonder....", Nick said....and I started to feel his thick fingers tracing around my hole.....I was almost limp in the sling, and then Nick pushed a finger inside my hole, too....right where D's cock rested against the dildo....and slipped in it to his knuckles and tugged....tugged outward. I yelped. "Shut the fuck up, faggot!.....actually, now to think about it...." I felt his finger slip out and he stepped away. A moment later, he came back up to my head and pulled the popper mask away. "I need to redose that anyway" and he tossed it down towards D. I heard D fumble with the bottle and heard him open it up. Nick grabbed my hair and shoved a small penis gag in my mouth. "That oughta keep things down some...hand me the mask again, D"....Nick slipped the mask over my face after he secured the gag. There was nothing more I could do....I was silenced and as a breathed through my nose, the poppers worked their way into my system and I floated away again. The swinging pattern started up again and I felt myself slide off and then back on, slowly the double fucking I was getting. I don't know when, but at some point, my body just accepted it all, and I was sliding easily on and off D's cock and the dildo. "Fuck yeah, Nick....this faggot is riding both of these now.....he's gonna be such a good fuckin whore for us." "Let's fill him up, D, and then we'll take a rest while he gets really opened up." I felt the dildo slip out of my hole and then D started fucking me. No more swinging up and down on his cock. He held my thighs and fucked me with brutal strokes. The chains rattled with each thrust, and I was biting down on the gag and moaning. After a few he roared, "FUCK YEAH, FAGGOT! TAKE MY LOAD!"....I could feel him spasming inside me as he buried himself deep and rode out his orgasm. No sooner than he pulled out did I feel Nick take his place and pound my hole again to give me another of his loads. When he pulled out, he said "I think we need roll that over here and see how he handles it, before making a few phone calls."....I couldn't see what was going on, but I could hear them moving stuff over...something heavy. "Redose the poppers in the mask, D"....and I saw D walk over and take the mask off me, and do as Nick asked. When the mask went back on, the fresh poppers hit me. "Hold him up, D....let me get this positioned right". I swung back up and I felt like I was going to swung back and forth again. "Ok....ease him forward"....and D let me slip down some. I felt a dildo slip inside my ass, and heard a machine turn on. They were going to use a fuck machine on me! I couldn't focus to much as the poppers were strong and hitting me good. "Bring him on down"....and I went down and a 2nd dildo joined the first..... D stepped away and went back towards Nick. "Fuck this is pretty, Nick....you gonna switch it up to go deeper?" "Yeah, man....all of it will be going here in a few.....start a video so we can put up an ad." Nick must have adjusted something because the machine started pushing deeper on each stroke.....and then I felt another dildo at my entrance. As the realization struck me, I grunted and squirmed. "Settle the fuck down, faggot....you ain't gotta do nothing but shut the fuck up and take it." The third dildo head was pushing the sling away, since my hole wasn't opening up to take it, and I felt a bit of relief. I could deal with feeling it punch at my hole, knowing it couldn't actually get in....but that wasn't what Nick wanted. He moved around to the head and held me still, this time when the 3rd dildo hit my hole, Nick prevented me from swinging away, and it popped in. And then immediately out. The pain shot through me and Nick reached down and pinched my nipples to add to it. Then the dildo came back up and popped in again...then out....then in....I wasn't positioned enough for the 3rd dildo to push deep. It just kept toying with my hold...popping in and out as the other two dildos pumped deeper inside me. "Yeah....he's taking that third one in his hole nice and smooth now, man." "Excellent....one more adjustment and then we'll go make some calls and place an ad" Nick stepped back down and I heard him do something....this time when the fuck machine pushed in, it went deeper with all 3 dildos. I could feel each of them stretching a different part of my hole apart. I was struggling and making noises. I don't know how my body was handling this. And then the machine picked up speed and was going faster here....and deeper there....and the 3rd one was popping out entirely here and there before being forced back inside. "Everything I wanted to see....god damned nothing is hotter than this, man....let me set it on random and then we'll leave this cunt to adjust to his new life." A second or two later, the machine picked up speed again, and then it was going deep sometimes, shallow others....sometimes the 3rd dildo head would pop out and sometimes not. 1 of the dildos was always past my 2nd hole and another was just sometimes past it, depending on if it was a deep stroke or not. My body couldn't do anything except give up and just accept it. I drifted off, I think...between the drugs and the poppers and my body just giving up with the fuck machine abusing my hole with 3 dildos....I just let go. I came to hearing voices again....the machine was still fucking my hole and it had become my entire world....having it feel so wonderful reaching all those sensitive spots deep inside me. "Jesus, Nick....you weren't lying! Fucking hell that's filthy.....and I love it!". It was a voice I didn't recognize. I heard shuffling in the room, but I had no idea who was there, or even how many. Nick came back over to my head and pulled the mask off my face and took the gag out of my mouth. He held my head so I couldn't lift it up beyond where he had me; I couldn't see who else was in the room. "Say it faggot....say the words so all these men can hear you say it!".....I mumbled "I surrender."...it was a whisper and Nick didn't seem to like it. He slapped me again, "I said say it, you worthless cunt!"....I yelled, or at least I think I did, "I surrender!". "Sounds fucking good to me!" another voice. And with that, Nick put a blindfold on me, and put the popper mask on my face again, with fresh poppers, and I heard someone say "let's turn this up a little more." ........

YOUNG RIPPED BOY MEETS HIS IDOL I’m Damian, I’m 18 years old and very ripped with a nice big dick. My tanned skin tone defines my muscles perfectly. I thank my Moroccan dad for that My ripped body is the result of doing calisthenics since my 13th. I started with training after seeing videos on IG from a group of friends doing and explaining calisthenics. I haven’t really figured out if I like boys or girls, but I had a crush one of the boys from the group; His name was Zane, he was 16 y/o back then and had a ripped body. Last Friday I was training in the park. It was very sunny day so I was only wearing shorts and shoes. I just started a dead hang when I heard someone say “WOW! Looking good”. When I looked over I saw my idol Zane standing there. I ended my exercise and answered “Thanks bro! Your vids gave me the motivation”. This was the start of a conversation about calisthenics and healthy diets. After 20 minutes he asked me if I wanted to meet the group and maybe do a few trainings videos together. I answered with ‘YES!’ We talked some more while walking to Zane’s house. We entered a building and took the lift to the upper floor. When the doors open I was totally amazed by his penthouse. It was huge, had a huge balcony with a swimming pool. Zane pulled of his shirt revealing his ripped body covered in a few large tattoo’s. He must have caught me staring, but he ignored it. He then went to the fridge and took out two bottles of gatorade and handed me one. What I didn’t knew was that they are laced with G and crushed up viagra. I walked around the room and saw a tray with several syringes on it, so I asked him what it was. Zane stuttered a bit and told me they are special vitamin shots he developed himself to get more ripped. “Can I try one?” I asked him. Zane shook his head and then answered “It very strong stuff!”. “PLEASE! I do anything to try it!” I pleaded. Zane softly replied “Yeah! This stuff will”. After several pleas he gave in and told me to sit in the chair. He took a small rubber hose and tied it around my bicep. He found a good vein and swabbed the area. I felt a prick and then saw him shooting the contents in my vein. He than raised my arm and removed he rubber band. A warm rush came over me and I started the cough loudly. When it hit my brain my inhibitions washed away. I looked over to Zane’s hot body and blurted “You are so fucking hot, Bro!”. I couldn’t understand why I said that out loud, but he grinned and replied “So are you!”. Zane told me that he had to get something and walked away. While he was away I became very horny and couldn’t stop touching my body. My hands when down inside my shorts and I started to stroke my rock-hard cock. When Zane came back I had removed my shorts completely and stroked my cock with two hands. “Are you enjoying yourself” Zane asked, but I could only moan in reply. “Shall I show you something that makes this feeling better?” he asked. I was so horny that I nodded. Zane kneeled before me and told me to pull up my legs. He wetted his fingers and then slowly pushed one finger slowly inside. It felt amazing and after several minutes he added another finger. I was in ecstasy when he started to move his fingers around. After a while he pulled them out, took 2 big shard from a baggie and put them on his fingertips before sliding them back in. I began to moan because it burn. “Just relax it will subside” Zane said while adding a third finger. After several minutes the burning stopped and my ass began to open up. Zane worked a fourth finger inside me and then continued opening my ass before pulling out. I pleaded him to put them back, but he told me that he had something that will feel a 100 times better. He then removed his shorts, lubed his dick up with some spit and placed a big shard into his piss slit. He aligned himself better and placed the head of his cock in my gaping hole. With one thrust he rammed his cock deep in me but got blocked by my inner-ring. I let out a yell and a grunt because of his invasion. He then began to push forward against the ring. I started to moan louder as he increased the pressure. Slowly my inner-ring started to open up. When Zane felt this he let out a stream of piss and deposited the big shard behind the ring before pulling out. He then pushed another shard in my ass before pushing his cock back in. While my ass was burning he started to pump his cock in and out. After a few minutes the burning stopped and I started to moan louder and louder. With every stroke his cock stretched the inner-ring before it gave way and letting his huge cock sink ball deep. The feeling of his cock engulfed by my warm insides put Zane over the edge. He began to grunt loudly, his balls tightend and his dick started to swell up, just before shooting a huge load deep in my ass. I could feel my insides filling up with his warm cum. When Zane was done he began to piston fuck my ass so hard that his creamy cum began to flowed out of my ass with every stroke. He kept fucking me for more than 40 minutes straight and loaded me up another 4 times. When he pulled out we heard the front door open and 6 hot athletic boys between the ages of 19 en 22 came in. “I would like you to meet my crew” Zane said. The boys didn’t hessite and stripped naked. I felt like a kid in a candy shop seeing at all these ripped body’s. While looking at them something caught my eye; every boy had a tattoo on the base of their cock. And when Zane stood up I saw it also on his cock. It looked like a biohazard sign. But before I could think about the meaning, I was grabbed by two of the boys who took me to a playroom with a huge bed, 2 slings and lots of toys. I was put in one of the slings and while they secured me I saw the others coming in. “Time for another vitamin shot” said Zane, and before I knew it I felt him removing the band which resulted in a strong rush and coughing harder than the first time. I saw how the other boys also administer their slams. After coughing 2 of them grabbed a videocamera and started recording. A hot 21 y/o boy walked towards me and rammed his hard cock deep in me. I screamed but he kept on brutally pounding my ass. After a while the pain started to change in pleasure again and I started to moan. After he shot his huge load deep in me he was replaced by another boy. The last one was the youngest (19 y/o) but with an enormous cock (13 inch / 33 cm). His fucking was so intense that I came twice and without hands. After he pulled out my open ass started to ooze cum so they closed my hole up with a big butt plug. They helped me out of the sling and moved me to the bed, where i lay surrounded by 7 hot boys. I was still hard and my cock was pointing straight up. One of them saw this and got up and slid in one go over my cock before riding it hard. When I said that I was about to cum he kept on riding me and squeezing my cum out of my cock. I came 2 times in his ass before he got off. Part 2 is coming soon

Simple but maybe incredibly complex depending on the person... Why do you cone to check this site out? Personally, I enjoy the erotic stories. They give me a glimpse of what paths I could've taken but did not. I've seen possibilities in my life where I was being passed around but the bug never took. I've also turned down going home with someone based on an uneasy vibe they were giving off and who knows what could've happened had I just said, "fuck it... let's go to your pace and fuck." I guess I will always wonder about the road not traveled.

Getting ready to post an update on a newer story, so look out for it. This one is on hold for now though. @curiousaboutbb Have to eventually post on here about when I was converted, but if you've chatted with me in private, you'll have gotten the story 😉 @PozBearWI Mostly resolved, just been really busy with work (trauma season in my field of work so picking up a lot of shifts). Still a bit ill, but now just waiting on results and one final test. As for being sick, no, not me seroconverting lol. Been poz for years so would be a bit odd to do that now. Just around a lot of different illnesses in my line of work, so I tend to get sick more than some. @Medwaym I appreciate the kind words. Like I've said to others, I would like to eventually come back to this story, but as it is, just not sure where I want to go with it. @fluffybutt So, your reply from me is going to be a bit longer... First off, not dead. Just on indefinite hold. Life and other stories have gotten in the way. Not to get too into details, but I am the sole breadwinner in my family, and life comes first and foremost for me. However, I would appreciate if you didn't go around on the site and just downvote different comments I've made. I get alerts just like everyone else, and I can see each time you do it. Starting to maybe feel like you have something against me over a comment I made months ago to you. You are more than welcome to discuss this further with me in private if you would like though. And I am more than happy to admit I'm wrong if thats the case. On a different note, maybe try adding your own story on here? Build more content for us all to enjoy? This community has enough against it without infighting here. You are more than welcome to build on the story here if you'd like, or even use the plot for you own on your own story. I would really like to see what you put on here. 🙂

Holy fuck, that's HOT! More please 🤩

london here, very [banned word] - @ianLondon

When I first went on daily Prep, years ago, it was awful. I had the worst diarrhea of my life. I very nearly gave up, but I’d been warned that this was a possible side effect- particularly for guys in middle age- and was told it would probably just be temporary, so stuck with it. And after about 3 weeks, it just stopped- and has never come back. But I do remember thinking at the time, the reason Prep must be so effective is that with diarrhea like that, there’s no way guys could have anal sex at all when on it 🤣

Did the two of you finally hook up? I horny to know the all piggy/slutty details of you all play time! 😈🦯🐷

Chapters 4 and 5 here for you pigs. Combining them into one post because I don’t want to hit post limit, and I want to push out a few more chapters for y’all. Keep feeding my vanity, and fuel my dirty brain. It’ll help inspire me to keep writing. —- 4. I drove to the parking lot of the seedy motel where he told me to meet him. He told me to tell the front desk to look up Mike. The clerk gave me a look and then went to the back to grab my room key. He wasn’t hot like the cop, who I was now assuming is Mike but not fully sure. In my current condition, I would have let the front desk guy fuck me in a gang bang. He was dressed like a school teacher in clothes a bit too big for his smaller frame. Taller than my 5’7” by quite a lot, but he was lanky and skinny. Prolly in his late 30s-early 40s. Face was a bit sunken, but otherwise not that memorable. He gave me the key card, told me my room number, and told me to enjoy my stay. His voice sounded a quite sarcastic? Maybe a bit taunting? I don’t know. I still can’t pinpoint it to this day. I went up and put my luggage to one side and made myself comfortable. After replaying what just happened a couple times over, I finally decided to take a shower and debated whether or not to douche and waste the load inside me. Decided to douche but squeeze some of his load and ate it. Salty and a lil bitter. Heaven. Was still super in heat since he didn’t let me cum and told me not to play with myself. To be honest, I would have still been in heat even if I did cum. I was in my early twenties getting to live out one of my darkest fantasies. I don’t think I need to explain further. I wasn’t going to disobey him and fuck up my chances of living out my fantasy of being used by a bunch of hot guys. If his friends are anywhere near as hot or manly as him, I would be so fucking happy. So I cleaned up, douched really well, put on some lotion and sat on the old bed sheets with just my boxer briefs. Didn’t have a jock back then. I remember going scrolling on smutty shit from BreedingZone, nifty, adam4adam, BBRT, and Craigslist to keep myself horned up. Some time around 9ish, I heard the sound of someone entering a key card and the door handle turning. I sat up and in walked this big guy, not the cop from earlier. He had a big beer belly. Tall. Handsome, round face with full beard. Incredibly manly though. Can’t explain it, but he had this commanding presence. He was wearing a blue short sleeve shirt unbuttoned over a white tank top and some chinos or something like it. He snorted looking at me. It was just him, and I was a little confused and honestly turned off. I was expecting the hot cop and his friends. Not this guy. Maybe this is one of his friends and he’s coming later? He commanded me to come to him. I instinctively obeyed. I stood in front of him nearly naked while this man towered over me. He inspected my body and his face looked please and without warning, he pulled me in for a deep kiss. It was so powerful. Passionate but more powerful and commanding than the cop from earlier today. There was a possessiveness to it? It was hot. I was melting into his dom energy even if I wasn’t turned on by his body exactly. At this point, I didn’t appreciate the vast beauty of all body types. I was turned on by the dad bod, but wanted a “toned” dad bod. A bigger guy that was “toned.” Still very much brainwashed into associating anything that was toned with hotness. Now I appreciate all body types. I believe this encounter opened my eyes to the beauty of all men. Fat with no muscle definition is hot as long as the guy is unapologetic and commands respect and attention. I’ve also learned that muscles are useless if the guy is meek and can’t dominate me. So I was reluctant to give myself fully to guy because he was fat, but his energy was already making me mushy. He picked me up effortlessly and put me on the bed. So gentle yet so commanding and strong. He kicked off his shoes and sat on the bed resting against the headboard. He told me to come to him so I crawled over and rested in his arms. It was really tender actually. He wrapped one of his arms around me and pulled me into him for another kiss. His other hand exploring my body. His skin was so rough against mine. Callused, but his hand was so big. His palm practically covered my enter abs. He started playing with my nipples and that drove me crazy. They’re like my “overdrive” switch when I’m horny. They can’t turn me horny but will drive me crazy if I’m already horny. This made me go mad for him and I started squeezing his tits and belly and face. I even broke off this kiss by diving into his pits. He was a little musky already. I could tell he had freshly showered because of traces of body wash fragrance, but there was a natural musk to him already seeping out. It was a little sweet too mixed with the shampoo or whatever it was that he also had on. He kept playing with my nipples, and I was like a dog on a mission. Lifting up his tank top and licking his nipples and belly. Licking his pits. It was so magical showing him how much of a sub slut I was. After a while, he shifted his weight and reached into his pocket and pulled a small box. He opened up and held up a glass pipe and a small baggie of white rocks. He prepped the glass and started lighting it. I’ve done drugs before but never T. Loved me a good roll or some coke. Even tried G and K. Had shrooms, acid, addie, lots of weed, but I drew the line at T. Don’t know why, but just did. So I knew this was a crucial point. But I remembered Jon Phelps, how depraved he got after getting shot with what I assumed was T, and how badly I wanted to live that out. I didn’t think much further and put my mouth around that pipe and inhaled when he told me to. I sucked the bowl clean, and he loaded up the pipe and did it again and told me to suck some more. I took like 5-6 big hits and felt so warm and good. It was tingly. It was cold, but not cold and kinda warm at the same time. I was trembling. I was so horny. My mind started racing and I was so hungry for cock. I started babbling again. Yes I am a babbling tweaker. Sue me. Babbled all the things I said to the cop about wanting to be gang banged, live the life of an owned cum dump, get whored out for money. I started telling him about some of the stories I read on BZ like “Pimped Out As A Whore for Poz.” (If y’all haven’t read this, please do. I credit this story and “Slammed” as the sources of my slut awakening.) I told him about how the guy from the story was sold by his dad and this manly Beast took him in to train him to take all cocks. Homeless cocks. Bathhouse cocks. I told him how the Beast fucked two boyfriends and hid his poz status by wearing a thick jock, and taunted the boyfriend not being fucked asking him if the bottom ever moaned like this when they fucked. And how he Beast essentially broke them up when he got the bottom to beg for the Beast’s load even though he didn’t allow his bf to cum in his normally. “Get on my cock, boy.” Was all he said. He didn’t tell me to shut up or that I was talking too much. He let me be myself and enjoy the high how I wanted. To repay him, I eagerly straddled him. We were both naked by this point. And I had been fondling, licking, sucking his cock and torso for a while in between my babbling. He had also smoked some by this point too. And while my cock shrank so much, and I mean it was a nub—virtually nonexistent, his was so big and girthy. Massive cockhead that was the same width as the rest of his cock. Veiny and a slick. God it was so fucking beautiful. He was so bushy too. Like he hadn’t shaven in a while, so my saliva and his sweat were trapped in the bush. I poured lots of lube on his cock and lowered myself on it. I took a sniff of poppers and just went to town. We’d kiss every now and then. At one point, he grabbed both my hands and told me to lean all the way back. So I let my weight fall backwards and he supported me by holding on to my hands. Then he started fucking me hard. I was in heaven and wanted more. We switched between me bouncing on him and him fucking me in that same position. My hole felt amazing. No pain. Every thrust was like a mini orgasm. The T made me feel so good. After some time, he pulled me back to him and grabbed the pipe. He loaded it and put a much larger amount in the bowl, melted it, and told me to inhale all of it. At first, the smoke didn’t clear no matter how much I inhaled, but I realized he kept lighting the bowl. Damn this was hot. And as I sucked I heard the door open. — 5. I turned my head to see Mike(?) walk in with four other guys. Damn they were all so fucking hot. Two guys really chiseled and the other two dad bod but toned. I was so turned on seeing them. They looked at me with hungry eyes. All looked pleased or turned on at the sight of me riding this bear and sucking on this pipe. I exhaled a big cloud and felt so slutty. I was looking at the new guys, mesmerizing by hot guy when the Bear grabbed my face and kissed me. My focus was back on him. His big hands grabbed my back and nipples and played with them as we kissed, and I grind back and forth on his cock. The Tina made me so horny and my hole so hungry that his cock felt like it belonged in there. I felt the sweat on his belly as his rubbed against mine. We broke the kiss and he just looked at me. It was deep and I felt this strange connection to him. We were communicating something serious and intimate, though I don’t know exactly what. But I knew it was. A stare that lingered even after it broke off, as the other guys in the room all got naked and surrounded us. As I broke off the stare to admire the new men around me, I felt a bit of guilt for breaking off the stare. Almost sensing my guilt, I felt the invisible rope that gripped me to him loosen. I somehow sensed that his intensity had loosened, allowing me to have the slutty fun I’ve been craving. These guys were all so hot. There was Mike with his greying hairy chest and tight body. He was in good shape. Hard to tell what he does exactly, but he looked toned with a bit of a soft belly. Then there was gymgod guy who my eyes went to immediately after Mike. Damn he looked so good and wide. Man he was ripped and had a more classic. Def the most wholesome looking, or rather life-yet-to-beat-down-on-you face to be more clear. Then there was skinny guy who left room between him, gymgod, and the another bearish guy. He was clean shaven. Toned and skinny. I’d imagine my body would look the most like his in my late 30s keeping up with the same fitness routine I had back then. He had a laid back vibe to him. Then there was bear#2. He was like a smaller version of the first Bear, but he looked more toned. His arms were more muscular-looking. Not as hairy, but still some fur. The last guy took up the least amount of space, physically and energy-wise. He seems turned on, I think? I remember him fucking me, but it wasn’t as memorable to be honest. I am about vibes and connection during sex. Does it feel authentic? Are we actually vibing? Are my needs being met? His? What’s the flow? Also very cerebral as I’m sure you’ve picked up by now. The Bear tapped my ass a couple times and I took that as a signal to get off him. I gave him a look making sure that’s what he wanted, and he nodded. So I got off him and stood up so he can get up too. He stood up and went over to the armchair in the corner. He told me to clean his dick before he left, so I did. Happily of course. I turned my attention and body to face the five guys before me. I was in heaven. I was craving the gymgod, but I wanted to thank Mike (by the way, to this day still don’t know his name) for setting this up, so I went to him first and gave him a big kiss. I kissed me back. One hand held the back of my head, while the other thumbed my small clit of a penis. He asked if baby has been up to no good? And I said yes. He asked me if I felt good? I said yes? He asked if I wanted to keep feeling good? And I said yes! “Baby want to get more fucked up tonight and take our cocks? Take our loads in your cunt?” “YES!” Damn he was winding me up and got me going goading me like that. I wanted more drugs inside me. Didn’t care what they were but just wanted to get more fucked up. Wanted to be a shell of myself and give in to my hole. Aside: this is where I think I’m not a good whore and can benefit from a dom training me irl. I don’t really like sucking cock. I’ll do it and have been told, “Oh I’m cumming!” by the guys I do it to, but my joy is getting fucked. I feel so complete with new cocks. Raw cocks. Thick and big. Ones that open me up. So as this story develops, I don’t really dive into more sucking unless it’s something that really stands out or is key for your understanding of the story. In general I don’t form lots of memories when I suck probably because I often disassociate. If a dom wants to train me, hit me up (shameless plug). Back then I also didn’t really differentiate between cut and uncut cocks. They were either thick or not. Long or not. Skinny or not. I’m more discerning now, so to the cut/uncut lovers who notice the obvious, and often blatant omission of foreskin descriptions: I’ll do better. I’m sure I was already tweaking pretty hard by this point. I was going back and forth kissing all the guys and rubbing their bodies. I was feeling so good and pretty out of body with my forehead sweating but every now and then I could feel the coolness of the AC hit me. They were all so hot in their own ways. All the touching and kissing got me so excited and I begged someone to fuck me. I got on all fours and wiggled my ass. Mike mounted me first and started slamming into me. I begged for some lube. He pulled out and poured some on, and went back to hammering me. My hole was so hungry. I don’t ever recall being able to take dick that well. Mike felt like home at this point, comparatively. Fucking him was less carnal than earlier in the day, but was still hot. Bear#2 gave Mike a look and moved towards my ass. Mike slid out and made room for bear#2. He was thick, godamn. He grabbed my neck and pulled me closer to him. He then moved one of his hands to play with my nips. Fuckkkkk me up. I was in heaven. He was snorting into my ear, calling me a fag. Calling me a worthless piece of shit. Saying I’m going to get so trashy in a few years. That he wouldn’t want to touch me when I’m washed up and that I should be grateful he’s willing to fuck me now. I remember feeling split about what he said. On one hand, it meant that I still looked good and was desirable, and that made me want to lean in and seduce these hot guys to do dirty things with me. On the other hand, it made me question how many of these drug escapades I have left before it starts showing. Should I not go so hard tonight? I said to myself I think what’s been going on has been fine so far. No needles. And I’ll stop after we check out. Damn he was so rough and sexy. So piggy. He asked the forgettable guy if he wanted a turn. He fucked me and honestly don’t remember much. Like I said, I’m very big on energy and connection and this guy didn’t really give me much. It seemed like he was down but also wasn’t fully there? He was hard. They all were, but it was whatever. This was the first guy and cock that made me not really appreciate it. I remember thinking about what the next cock would feel like, or really present for the current guy. The skinny guy then came up and damn he was really chill. He fucked me slow. Gave long strokes felt so good. He was also pretty perverted. He told me to prop up, so I was on my hands instead of elbows. He kept his rhythm, but leaned forward and also started taunting me. Telling me that he loves fucking whores like me. He asked me how old I was. 24. Asked if I love raw dick? Of course. Said that he bet I wanna be owned as someone’s sex slave? I did! Asked if I want to be whored out and cash cow for these guys? I did! I told them to sell my ass for cheap like $20/fuck because I want to challenge myself to make lots of money by having lots of guys fuck me! He said that’s illegal and he could throw me in jail. But that I would prolly like that because then I can just service all the guys there. Would I like that? To be the jail whore? I said I would!!! I would love to be the jail whore. Damn he was hot and we had good banter. And last but certainly not least, the gymgod told me to flip on my back and scoot to the end of the bed. He eagerly obeyed and he started fucking me. It was so beautiful. He was so beautiful and muscular. The way his pecs and abs popped. But you know what? The fuck was really bland. He was horny and thrusting lots, but there was no chemistry. It felt like he was just going in and out of my ass, and compared Mike, both bears, and skinny guy, the one was also really just ok. I honestly don’t even really remember much about his cock—that’s how forgettable it was. Ironic that he was the one I was most drawn to initially. I needed verbal, dom energy. Guys who were pigs. This guy was just pretty. Skinny guy took out his own pipe and started smoking. Offered it to the other guys, but they said no. Turned to me and just gave me a smile that screamed I already know you want some! I smiled ear to ear, and propped up so he could feed me. I took as much as he wanted to feed me, and I felt warmth wash over my body again. Damn I was having such a good time! Don’t know what time it was, but I never wanted to night to end. After some more thrusts, the gymguy pulled out, and my hole felt so empty. It also needed a bit of a break, it felt nice. As guys were settling in and made themselves comfortable, I walked over to Bear and sat on his lap and made out with him some more. It was so tender, I can’t explain it. In such an animalistic setting, I was feeling really attached to the Bear. I was caressing him and nuzzling my face into his. Somehow I knew he would take care of me and also help me fly to the next level. I started to get a bit antsy thinking about the other guys and being a good slut and pleasing them, but I forced myself to sit with the Bear a bit longer. It felt so nice, and I hugged him before leaving and told him I want to get really fucked up. Even more than I am now. And that I’m really excited and scared, but I really want it. He told me I was a dirty slut, and that he will make me feel better than I can imagine. He lit up the pipe and fed me a bit more, and we shotgunned. The rest of the night was a bit of a hazy blur from this point. I smoked a lot more. Time was broken up into phases of the night. The first phase where I still remember lots of details. The blurry phase where skinny guy was still smoking. The blurry phase after forgettable and gymguy came and left. Then Mike left. Bear#2 was really hot and fucked me really well. In another universe, I would see myself smitten with him, but I couldn’t stop thinking about the Bear. I remember at one point making an effort to not break eye contact with Bear while bear#2 was fucking me to convey to him that this guy would never be as dom in my heart compared to him. He whispered something so fucking smutty as he came. Then he left too. Then the skinny guy stopped smoking and at some point left. All the loads were pumped deep inside me. I remember at some point thinking about how I just needed more cum. I couldn’t really savor each load and appreciate it, because I wanted another cock to load me. I was a bit more consumed with getting the loads at some point than the fuck itself. It was still hot though. Then light peered through the window. I started panicking at the thought this was going to end because I didn’t want it to. I have still having so much fun and still so high. I wanted to keep playing and explore this side of myself. I didn’t want to go back to reality. I turned to the Bear and started vomiting how I felt. He said if I wanted to keep playing, then it’s going to get more intense. I said I didn’t care and just wanted this to keep going. He asked if I was sure, and I said yes. There was a long pause. He looked into his eyes pleadingly. I don’t know what he was thinking, but he looked at me really intently. Then he walked to the hotel phone, called the front desk and told them to extend the stay through Monday morning. I was so fucking happy.

Usually. People always think tops are in charge, especially tops. But all true bottoms know that we hold all the power. 😉

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Hi I came across BZ by pure chance and couldn't believe some of the stuff written on here But what really shocked me I couldn't stop reading it thinking about.it fantasing about it and the nastier the more twisted depraved it was the more I craved it Now every visit I make here I feel more and corrupted and drawn deeper and deeper into the depths

The Poz stories brought me here first. It was the first time I saw stories and testimonials about men seeking out "the gift" to fulfill an aspect of their sexuality. I never knew it was possible. The stories got me off immediately because they were dark and twisted. They opened up inside me a nature I had kept closed off for most of my life. I then started writing on BZ because I wanted to share ideas and fantasies of my own. Overall, I keep coming back for the hot fuckers I've met on BZ. I love experiencing your lives with you. I love witnessing you all unleash yourselves, letting your true, manly nature's take over. I dare you to find a group of hotter, more depraved men.

“Oh my god…..I can’t believe he came inside me and didnt use a condom like I asked. What the fuck do I do?!? Rob must be furious right now…” Unsure what to think, Matt feels his hole. Now, dripping with Billy’s cum. Matt starts to feel how much cum is inside himself and gets hard again. He knows he should be even angrier but his cock gets rock hard again. With some of Billy’s cum on his hand, he begins to jerk his 7” twink cock. Of course, just then, there’s a knock at the door. Billy telling Matt its time to take him home. At that point, Matt, angry and horny as fuck and already full of cum, he opens the door and shows Billy that he wants some more before he goes home. Billy smirks knowing he’s going to get more of that twink hole and bends Matt back over the sink of his bathroom and slides his monster cock back inside of Matt. All 9” buried easily into his guts. Matt makes Billy pull out to get on his back and lifts his legs up. Billy slams his cock back into the conquered slut and they begin to make out. Billy begins to talk dirty again. “Little slut liked my raw cock, didnt he?!?” Matt could only moan and grab Billy’s face and say “Ugh yes. I need your big cock in me raw. I need your load filling me up!” Billy, smirking, tells Matt that he’s gonna make that ass a regular cum dump over that Summer. Matt’s eyes roll back in his head as he wraps his legs around Billy. The two of them are wrapped around each other on the sink as they continue to kiss and get sweaty. Matt reaches back to pull Billy as deep as he can. Billy looks down at Matt and spits on his face. He demands Matt opens his mouth and spits in his mouth as well. They begin to furiously make out as Billy’s hips thrust harder and deeper into Matt’s guts. Matt’s cock begins to twitch and he’s about to cum once more without touching himself. This time he asks Billy for permission to cum. Billy says he better cum he needs even more lube. As Matt erupts all over himself, Billy scoops up the cum and lube his cock even more and fucks Matt’s own cum inside his hole. Billy now lifts Matt up and brings him into the bedroom so he can fuck even harder. At this point, Matt’s feet are behind his head as Billy drills downward with all 9”. Matt’s still rock hard as Billy pounds his prostate. Billy is gleaming with sweat as he uses Matt as a fuck toy. Billy begins to get close for the third time and tells Matt to get ready for another load. Matt is moaning and begging Billy to flood his ass one more time. Matt tightens his hole as Billy slaps his ass and Billy lets out a gutteral moan as he unloads inside of Matt once more. Billy, keeping his cock inside of Matt, becomes more gentle. Slowly thrusting his softening cock into Matt but kissing Matt and telling him how well he did and how good his hole felt. At that point the two showered quickly and Billy drove Matt home as Matt’s hands and mouth enjoyed Billy’s cock the entire way home.

Been sick the last week, so this took a bit longer than I wanted. Hope you enjoy. -- PART 8: Open for Business Putting a TV dinner into the microwave, I went around the apartment and started collecting the few things I would need for my night of debauchery. My ass pleasantly ached from the pounding Jackson had just given me, and with each step, I felt the three loads swirling around deep inside me. Walking over next to the island, I felt the butt plug in my ass moving around as bent over, the large knot pressing firmly against my hole. Butt plug: check. Reaching out, I grabbed the small silver bottle on the ground. Making sure the lid was on securely, I slid it into my pocket and stood back up, loving how the big plug slid around inside my hole, rubbing against my already abused prostate. Thanks to the earlier night’s event’s, I would likely have plenty of stretching and lubrication in my ass. Lube: check. Poppers: check. Walking back over to the other counter, I opened the small humidor and looked at the various cigars. I sat for a few moments, trying to decide on one before finally deciding on a rather large, medium brown one with the name Punch on the side. Recalling what Eric had done in the shop that day, I ran the stick under my nose and sniffed, my cock immediately swelling at the aroma. Happy with my choice, I grabbed my lighter and the cigar and put them in the opposite pocket. Cigar and lighter: check. Feeling my ass, I checked for my wallet, and as I did, the microwave let out several beeps, letting me know my food was ready. I quickly ate the hot meal, and after a quick once over, I grabbed my phone and keys and walked out of the door. Waiting for the elevator, I re-read the texts from Kyle earlier that evening. I felt my cock stir, thinking about all the random loads I was about to get up my formerly tight, nearly virginal hole, mixing in with the three already placed in my ass after the dark and twisted dirty talk with Jackson. In the back of my mind, I felt slightly scared at the risks I was taking, and the possibility of catching something, but then again, the talk of getting pozzed had definitely also made me cum hard earlier in the evening. And if confronted with the issue, I knew I could always just write a prescription of my own for PEP or PrEP. One of the few true luxuries of being a doctor. Looking at the wording and phrases Kyle used in the texts, I casually wondered if Kyle might be into guys getting knocked up, especially with his deviant talk of anonymous cock and special loads. And admittedly, the thought of getting high on poppers, lighting up a few cigarettes and smoking them also had their own special appeal while taking loads. Hopefully, I thought to myself, I can get with Kyle in the future and try that out. Suddenly, my phone dinged as the elevator doors finally opened, and a new message popped up from Kyle, directing me to several websites. Kyle: here, check these out. might help w the smoking and slut training Kyle: breeding.zone and smokinmen.com Curious, I stepped into the elevator and selected the ground floor before I tapped on the first link. Making a quick glance, I realized it was a barebacking site. A quick glance at some of the topics got my cock hard. Bug chasing being one to immediately jump off the page at me. I bookmarked the site, instantly knowing I would be checking it out again soon. Next, I went back to my messages and opened the second link and was instantly greeted with images of all different men of ages and types smoking. I felt my cock lurch as I zoomed in on several younger guys, cigarettes hanging slightly out of their mouths as they smoked. This must be what Kyle meant by dangling… and even quicker than before, I tapped the bookmark icon. Stepping off the elevator, I made a quick beeline to the front door, ignoring the front desk entirely and walking out into the crisp fall night, before walking into the bookstore next door. At first, I wanted to make a straight line to the gloryholes, but I knew I would need to make one last purchase. Walking around, I looked for a few minutes at some of the toys before seeing that I one thing I wanted to add to the mix before going down into the depths below. Grabbing the package, I walked up to the counter and made my quick purchase. Waving away the bag, I walked over to the counter for the video booths and looked at the blue haired twink. With a start, I reached for my wallet and started to pull out a $10 bill. “Um, Benny, right?” I asked, slightly nervous for some unknown reason. Without more than a glance, the kid let out a sigh. “It’s twenty-five.” “Oh… um….” I said, remembering that the previous night it was only $10, “Well, Kyle sent me and said to tell you he wanted me to have the friend discount.” “Uh… huh…” he said, still not looking up from his phone, “Everybody is ‘friends’ with Kyle, sweetie… so try again.” I was starting to get a bit annoyed at the guy’s attitude. Pulling out my phone, I searched through my messages before I landed on one of the messages Kyle had sent me. “He also said to tell you I’m…” I briefly hesitated before continuing, “Looking to be a cum dumpster tonight and that you would help me. Can you really do that or should I just go home?” Apparently, that got his attention. He stopped and looked up at me from the screen of his phone with a mildly shocked look on his face. “Shit, he really was telling the truth,” he said, letting the indifferent mask fall for a few brief moments before quickly putting it back up, “Fine. I guess I’m out $25 because of you and Kyle. Need to see your ID.” Confused, I grabbed it my wallet out and handed the card to him, guessing that they just need to make sure people entering are 18, perplexed however since Kyle had never asked for mine the day before. “God damn it, how does he always know?!” Benny muttered under his breath before handing me back the card. “Excuse me?” I asked, putting the wallet back in my pants. “I need to stop making stupid bets with him. Another fifty fucking dollars…” Benny groused, staring at the ceiling, “Never would have pegged a doctor type as a cum slut. But he sure did. He one of your patients or something?” “Uh… no…” I let out, quickly wanting to just leave at this point. “Fine, you’re in, and here’s the key to Booth 8,” he said, tossing a small bronze key to me, “Only one that is reserved here.” “Oh, cool,” I said, catching the key. “By the way,” he asked, as he buzzed me in, “Tell me the truth. You serious about what Kyle said? You truly taking loads from anyone tonight?” At first, I was going to shy away from the question before I caught myself. Shying away was the old me. New me was going to seize life by the balls and milk them dry. With a slightly cocky smile and nod, I looked Benny straight in the eyes. “Yeah,” I said, confidently, “Why, you wanting to add to the mix?” “Fucking nice, man,” he said, raising his eyebrows somewhat appreciatively, “After all the money you cost me tonight, you bet your ass I’m not leaving here without sampling your hole and leaving my mark in it.” With those final words, I walked down the stairs and into the dimly lit red hallway before, the sounds of grunting and smell of fresh sex increasing with each step. — I walked around for several minutes, looking at each door trying to find Booth 8, quickly thinking that maybe it had all been a joke by Benny and Kyle. In almost a cruel irony, none of the booths seemed to go in order. I was finally about to give up when I stumbled onto it, having at first dismissed it as a broom closet on my first pass of the hallways. Grabbing the key, I opened the door and found myself in a long, narrow booth. Tape covered the bill acceptor, and there was already gay porn playing on the screen. The door closed behind me and with a soft click, I heard the door lock as well. Something the other room had lacked. Looking around the room, it appeared to be well stocked and pretty clean. A bench appeared to be positioned between the two glory holes, both at what seemed to be the perfect height to either stand or if one wanted to, kneel on all fours on top of the bench. There was comfortable looking padding on the bench. There was even a nice sized ashtray, so apparently, this room had been set up for a long stay in mind. Reaching into my pockets, I started pulling out my different items. Cigar, lighter, poppers, and my newest purchase, a cock ring. I knew with all the smoking, fucking, and sucking I would be doing tonight, the temptation to play with myself and cum would be overwhelming. I didn’t want to lose the urge to get filled once my balls had completely drained, so, I decided the best course of action would be to keep myself from cumming until the best time. I stood in the room for a few moments, staring at the tv watching the bareback orgy scene on the tv. Quickly, I felt myself get hard and decided to fully undress. Unzipping my pants, I stepped out of them and then pulled my shirt off, folding them both and putting them in the corner. Next, my ass plug was going to need to come out. I took the bottle of poppers and opened them, taking several hits and savoring the warm, relaxing rush through my body and steady swell in my cock. Reaching behind me, I slowly pulled the plug, now firmly and comfortably lodged deep inside me, holding back the three loads Jackson had left up my ass. I tugged gently at first, feeling as the plug stubbornly stayed in place behind my ass lips. Slowly, I increased the pressure and finally pulled it out with a loud plop, suddenly leaving me feeling empty as a few drops of cum slowly make their way out and slide down my thigh, making me moan. My ass felt so very empty and gaped for a few moments at the sudden loss of the large plug. Feeling the inside of the leg, I fingered a few of the cum drops back up my ass, feeling the gaping, wrecked remains of my formerly tight hole slowly closed down on them. Now finally closed again, I pulled them back out and looked at the thick white glazing on them. Horny, I stuck them in my mouth, rubbing the loads into my tongue and savoring the taste of my ass and Jackson’s thick cum, as I had that morning with Kyle and Mateo’s loads. It was a smokier and creamier taste, and I wondered if the fact that Jackson was a cigar and pipe smoker accounted for a different taste in the cum. Looking down at the plug in my hand, I looked over it quickly, and after not seeing anything but cum, stuck it in my mouth, sucking more of the thick cum and ass juices off. It tasted amazing. Satisfied it was clean, I then turned my attention to the cock ring. It was a small rubber o-ring type device. Guessing it was much like the small tourniquets I used in trauma surgery for the ER, I stretched it out and surrounded my cock and balls, much like I would for a finger laceration. I released it and with a soft hiss out of my mouth, looked down at my now encircled cock and balls. I loved how the ring somehow made my dick and balls stick out further, making each vein more prominent and giving more feeling; sensitive but somehow also not. Giving myself several quick tugs, I was happy to find the ring did its job without cutting off circulation, but still giving a nice firm squeeze, and would likely do its job well. All that left was the cigar. Instead of rushing like I had before, I knew I wanted to take things slower. Grabbing it and my lighter, I took the cigar and again ran it under my nose, enjoying the scent once more before placing it in my jaw. I then greedily sucked on the end, wetting it. Flicking the light on, I slowly lit the end, puffing gently, getting a nice cherry on the end of the brown stogie, and after an especially nice deep inhale, I shut off the flame and let the smoke jet out of my nose. I was a little surprised at this point, as, after this light up, I didn’t cough at all, and instead just felt the mild burn in my chest as I ‘fed them.’ Encouraged by my sudden growth as a smoker, I looked at myself in the dim reflection of the now momentarily dark monitor and was almost dumbfounded by what I saw. With the cigar in my mouth, it's smoke drifting out of the side of my jaw, and my cock lewdly sticking out, veins bulging from the cock ring, I looked, well, fucking hot. Looking down at my phone, I got a slightly wicked idea, and after a few quick taps, I took a quick selfie and sent it to Kyle with the caption ‘see what you’re missing?’ With that sent, I sat down, and started watching the new scene on the monitor, which showed a young guy in the middle of a bareback orgy on all fours, a line of several rough looking guys all covered in different tattoos, talking to each other and kissing as they stroked their cocks, waiting for their turn. Puffing on the cigar, I slowly started stroking myself, waiting for someone to stick their cock through one of the holes. Thankfully, I didn’t have to wait long as a cock was shoved into the hole on my left. There in front of me was a large, cut black dick. Easily, it was at least 10 inches long, and thick as 3 of my fingers as well. My ass ached to be filled with it. Getting up, I grabbed it and started stroking it, slowly bringing my ass over to it. I thought at first about sucking on it but then decided to instead back up my ass and slowly lower myself down. Halfway down, my ass started to hurt a little, and so I took my cigar out of my mouth, grabbed the poppers and huffed deeply several times in each nostril, before sticking my cigar back in my mouth and with a deep inhale, forcing my ass down the rest of the way. The guy in the other booth immediately let out a string of curses in appreciation as I let out a smokey moan, feeling the big black cock throb inside me. We sat there for a few moments as I slowly smoked until the guy started to slowly move in and out of my ass, my stretched hole gripping the large member raping it. I sat in silence as I listened to the onslaught of words coming from the guy next door. “Fuck yeah, gonna rape your white boy pussy tonight. A nice wet hole like yours is great at making my dick feel good boy. H-oooooh fuck,” he said, pausing for a moment before moving again, “in you with no rubber too, so gonna be able to breed you nice and deep, mix my potent baby batter with these others. You want that slut?” I let out a loud moan as he continued. “Damn, didn’t think I would get grade A prime ass tonight. Gotta thank that bitch Benny for hookin’ me up. He’s got lots of fuckers lined up for your ass tonight.” Almost like clockwork, a cock was shoved in front of me after he said that, and with a quick inhale of my cigar, I took my smoke out of my mouth and dove face first onto the nicely shaped light brown cock in front of me. I began to suck as if my life depended on it, as the cock in my mouth slowly dripped precum on my tongue. I sucked harder, enjoying the taste as the black monster in my ass continued to rape me. “Gonna cum soon up your tight white cunt. Fill you with my special little swimmers, and breed you. With all the loads you’re gonna take tonight in your guts, you won’t know who got you pregnant, bitch. Hope it’s mine though fucker.” Pulling off the rapidly leaking cock in my mouth, I took a few quick, deep inhales on my cigar and started to rhythmically squeezed down on the cock in my ass, completely oblivious to the words being said to me as my cum lust began to take over. Full of smoke, I went back to sucking and was quickly rewarded with a thick creamy load in my mouth. The cock in front of me was pulled out and just left the big black cock in my ass, whose pace was picking up. I slowly savored the creamy semen in my mouth before swallowing it down. “Balls are about to explode motherfucker, deep in your cunt with the other loads in here. Take this nasty fuck deep faggot.” With a final set of slams, I felt the black cock start throbbing in my ass, filling me deep with a warm volley of jizz. I began to puff on my cigar again, enjoying the feeling of my ass and lungs getting fed. The black guy quickly pulled out, and within a few moments, I could hear a door slam. I sat there for a minute or two, my ass at the hole, wondering if anything else would happen when I felt another cock get shoved deep in my ass and start fucking it hard. I sat back, enjoying the pounding in my hole as I slowly smoked my cigar, keeping the smoke in for longer and longer before finally, another cock appeared in front of my face. It was a shorter, uncut white dick, with massive bull balls. I immediately took it in my mouth and sucked, getting reamed by both ends in silence, except for the occasional grunt or groan. Quickly enough, the cock spewed a load in my mouth and I swallowed it down, and with a quick pull out, the hole was empty again. I went back to smoking my cigar and shortly after heard the top grunt and drop a load up my ass. Almost instantly, another cock was shoved up my ass, with an appreciative ‘nice’ said out loud, and my ass being slammed yet again. Another cock in front of my face appeared, long and thin, with a few piercings down the shaft. Much like before, both came without much much fuss, and in between, I continued to smoke my cigar, which was starting to get smaller and smaller. I occasionally would take a few hits on my poppers, enjoying the feeling of the warmth in my body as they did their work. This continued for the next hour and a half, and much to my dismay, my cigar was nearly spent. Looking down, I looked at my phone. Only 11:40. I didn’t really want to end before midnight, but I knew without the cigar, it wouldn’t be near as much fun for me for. And I also wanted to eventually cum as well. At my count, I had to have at least 9 loads in my ass, and another 7 loads in my stomach. Some guys had been verbal, others had thanked me for the use of my ass or mouth. My balls felt heavy and full of cum, and my ass was still hungry for more. I stood up, as there was a lull in the visitors to my holes, and debated getting the plug up my ass and getting dressed to leave when I heard a soft knock at the door. “Hey, it’s me…” the voice called out, at first not registering with me. I first, I was tempted to get dressed before answering the door, but then thought better of it. Most of these men had already or were likely willing to cum in my ass and mouth. Who cares if they saw me naked. I walked to the door and opening it a crack asked softly out loud. “Who?” A hand forced the door open and pushed me back, before quickly shutting it again. “Kyle, dumb shit,” the sexy skinhead before me replied. “H-Hey!” I said, with a smile on my face, as he immediately started stripping, “What’s up?” “My cock fucker,” he said with an evil grin, grabbing his cock and flicking it, the PA in it glaring evilly in the dim light, “I got your message and couldn’t wait to try out the kinky fucking shit we talked about.” Quickly, he pulled his shirt off and reached into the knapsack I had failed to notice him carrying inside the small room. Suddenly, he pulled out a large red and white box. “Had to see you taking all those fucking loads while we smoke these bad boys,” he said, tearing open the box and surprising me as he pulled out a box of Marlboro Reds and tossed them to me before pulling out one for himself. Watching him open the pack, I grabbed my next to completely spent cigar and inhaled a few drags as I followed his lead, before finally getting out one of the long white sticks. Grabbing the cigar butt from my mouth, he held the end to the Red, puffing it to life with a deep inhale and a load, guttural moan. “Fuck yeah,” he moaned, smoke pouring out before motioning to me to grab the butt and do the same, “needed that. You next. Rape those fucking lungs.” I followed his lead and quickly got the Red lit. With a deep inhale, I enjoyed the sensation. Less and different smoke, to be sure, but it was enjoyable none the less. And with the number of cigarette packs Kyle had brought, we would be having fun all night. “So, how many loads you had dumped in you so far tonight?” he asked, stroking his cock as he grabbed my ass cheek and dipped a finger in, grinning when my ass started dripping. “Nine, I think?” I said, as he grabbed his dick and stroking it, inhaling the red before nose jetting it, “I also ate another seven.” “Fuckin’ sexy cum whore!” he said, grinning and shoving two more fingers inside, “Want even more? Word is your ass is taking all sorts of tainted cock tonight.” Suddenly, several things hit me at once. First, the words of the owner of the big black cock hit me. Special swimmers, nasty fuck, getting pregnant… I had to have been fucked by a poz guy who was looking to gift. At first, I didn’t know how to feel. Shame, fear, lust, excitement… However, having not cum, my ass and cock and balls did all my thinking for me. Next, Kyle’s words. He definitely wanted to see me taking poz cock tonight. Much like Jackson, he must get off on the idea of bug chasing, or at least others chasing. “Fuck yeah,” I said, smiling wickedly as I looked down at my cock and watched as some of the anonymous loads dripped out of me while Kyle's fingers fucked my wet ass, some of the loads running down my balls and cock. I took a deep haul on the Red in my mouth and then let it dangle from my lips before continuing. “Get me all the toxic loads you can.” “Good,” he said, pulling them out and bending me back over before shoving my ass against the hole, “Gonna keep you smoking and huffing poppers as long as you keep that hole open for business. A lot of horny guys paid good money to be here tonight, and are wanting to fill you and breed you with their DNA.” I relaxed my hole open as I felt another anonymous cock press against my ass. Looking up, I watched as Kyle quickly smoked his red and stroked his metal filled cock, texting away on his phone. Grinning in reply, I started hauling on my red as the cock in my hole slammed away at my abused jizz-filled ass.