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Part 5 - A Brief Interlude I woke up. I have no idea how long I was out, but I felt "hung-over" so I figured it was long enough for the drugs to get out of my system or fade significantly. I was on a bed (or at least a mattress). I couldn't open my left eye, it was swollen shut. My lips were split, and it burned when I ran my tongue over the lower one. I hurt all over. As I took stock of my body, I could feel the heavy cold metal around my throat. I followed a chain from the collar to the the wall. With the one I could see out of, I knew it was well-secured. I wasn't pulling it out. The room was windowless, but had a ceiling fan so it wasn't stuffy. I could see 2 doors, one was open to what looked like a bathroom. Since there was no way the chain was long enough, I assumed someone would take me there if I needed to go. I stank, and I really wanted a shower....hoping hot water would help ease of the aches I felt all over my body. I figured I had bruised ribs at least, and likely even broken. I lay back down on the bed and tried to stay calm. Bits and pieces of the night came to me, but I wasn't sure what or when any one thing happened. A little later I heard keys in the door and it swung open, with 3 men walking in. I recognized them, by their face, but I had no idea who they actually were. "Glad you're awake, faggot. We need to chat." The guy was clearly the one in charge here, and he had "PREZ" written on a patch on his leather vest over his heart. He pulled over a chair and straddled it, leaning over the back and glaring at me. "I doubt you remember much about the other night, but here's the short of it - you belong to the Mayhem Riders now. We paid good money for you." "You bought me?! I'm not a fucking toy that you buy!" By the time the last word was out of my mouth, the Prez had launched himself forward, knocking over the chair and grabbed me by the hair and slapped me hard across the face. "You shut the fuck up! You are nothing but a faggot hole that belongs to the Club! A hole! A punching bag! A fucking urinal! And if you don't like that, you can be fucking target practice. So shut the fuck up, if you want to keep breathing!" He flung me back against the wall and I curled up into a ball, as far away from him as I could. He picked up the chair and took a seat again. I looked at the two guys behind him. They were leaning against the wall and didn't seem at all bothered by the explosion of violence. I suppose it wasn't anything they hadn't already seen. "Now, as I said, we bought you and we own you. What that means for you, is that anything a man with a Mayhem Riders cut, can do anything with you he damned well pleases. The words "yes, sir" are the only fucking two words you ever speak to a man around here unless he asks you a question that requires another answer. Is that understood, hole?" I whimpered out a "yes, sir". "Good, now that you understand your new situation, here's what else you need to know - no one knows where the fuck you are, so don't expect anyone to come save you. The only 2 people who know you came here ain't saying nothing. Anyone reports you missing, ain't gonna get help from the cops. The sooner you internalize that you are here for good, the sooner you will adjust. Understand what I'm saying?" Another barely audible "yes, sir" came out. "You met M and Horse the other night, though you may not remember them. They're gonna be your handlers. You will always be with one of them. They are your Gods and only one of them, or me, can override another man when it comes to you. But don't be looking for saving. Ain't nobody here gonna save you from anything a man wants of you. For now, I'm going to leave them here to get to know you and get you showered and cleaned up." Prez stood and turned to walk out. He stopped and looked at M on his way, "Check his cunt and see if it can be claimed by the club tonight." "Got it, Prez. I'm sure he'll be good to go." ........

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

Athletic Trainer 3 Luke heard the water in the shower stop while he was on the phone. Right after he got off the phone, Jason came walking out with a towel barely hanging on his waist. He looked like he barely dried himself off because most of his body was still wet. The water droplets hanging off his nipples and defined muscle turned Luke on a lot. Jason sat down on high top chair at the kitchen island with both hands rubbing his temples. Luke hid himself behind the kitchen island because despite Jason's discomfort, this was one of the sexiest appearance that he was not expecting. It is even better than a guy just spread out on all fours in a doggie position because he is no stranger to guys getting into that position for him willingly. He could vaguely see Jason's soft cock through the opening of the towel too. “What's the matter? Are you alright?” Luke asked “Yeah….maybe it was the hot water….I just felt light headed when I got out of the shower” Jason said while still rubbing his head Luke looked at the glass of juice he poured for Jason when they first arrived and saw the empty glass. He had thought Jason was already under the influence of G earlier when he was fucking. Luke now realized he must have chug the whole thing just before he came into the room so the G is just now hitting him “Well……drink some water” Luke poured him a legit glass of water this time and watched Jason gulp it down. He then poured another then walked up next to Jason to prop him up from his underarm and said “do you want to sleep or nap it off? You tell me how you feel and what you want to do.” Some may enjoy taking advantage of guys while they passed out, but not for Luke. He finds no joy messing with an unconscious body so realizing maybe that was too much G for Jason, he was willing to take a couple steps back. After all… he's playing a long game “I think laying down for a bit might be good” Jason started to slur his words so Luke carried him back to the bedroom. Jason’s towel fell off on their way back to the bedroom. Luke put him down on the bed and this is the first time Jason had a direct look at Jason's fully nude body. His soft cock is a good 6-6.5 in long. Some guys wish their dick was that size fully erected. His pube is trimmed nicely with a little trail up to his belly button. Although Luke was high earlier, he had to admit this boy knew how to fuck. It well exceeded his expectations earlier. Even now his hole felt somewhat empty without Jason's dick. He doesn't bottom often and he sure doesn't feel this way often after getting fucked. “So ... .is there anything that's off limits for you before we get started?” Luke asked after putting Jason on the bed, but Jason had fallen asleep entirely. Luke wasn't too concerned. With the dose he put in the juice, Jason at most gets knocked out for a couple hours at most. Luke hopped in the shower himself but kept Jason's cum in his hole. He did a hygiene check to make sure it is okay to do that and no red flag there. Luke heard his phone buzzing and saw a text showing up on his phone. The text said “I'm here” along with a selfie of a good looking blonde guy with a big smile at the building entrance. The guy's name is Brad. He's a senior and no one would even guess this young kid is his connection. He looks healthy and in shape. Technically Luke's connection is his uncle who lives out of town. He had met Brad a few years back and even had several great 3 ways/groups with them. When Brad started attending the same school he works at, he felt comfortable going through Brad bc despite being young. He does know what he's doing so Brad has been his direct connection since. Luke buzzed Brad in as he towel off and put on a jock then continued to dry himself off as he walked toward the door then wrapped the towel on his waist just before he answered the door “Sorry to interrupt. As promised, here's everything you asked for. Where's the fresh meat? I was expecting a tied up first time bottom whore right here on your couch to be honest” Brad said “Well….. about that. I may have accidentally G him out. I got carried away earlier and you know I won't go after someone who's unconscious” Luke said “The boy should consider himself lucky. Where is he? Can I have a look at him at least?” Brad asked “He's asleep in my room” Luke led Brad into his bedroom and opened the door. Brad size him up from head to toe and whispered “damn…. that's the size of his dick soft!?” Brad asked. Luke nodded and smiled. The two exited the room. Before exiting the room, Brad took a picture of Jason fully nude with his phone without Luke knowing. They pack up a bowl in Luke's bong and started smoking in the living room “I think he might be in my history class” Brad said “Is he?” Luke said “you're a senior and you still have common classes with a sophomore?” Luke teased “Well….at least I'm making progress but this year ain't my last, that's for sure” Brad Said while letting out a big smoke cloud out of his mouth then passed the bong to Luke “So…. I came here with a raging hard on thinking I'd have a tight hole to fill with you” Brad pulled up his shorts slightly, letting his mushroom head out at the bottom of his shorts. “What are you thinking?” Luke said with a mouth full of smoke. Brad knows he's attractive and Luke has known him for years. There's almost no limit to how far Brad would go with his request. “Hum…. I'm still deciding to be completely honest. Have you been to the sex club just opened in town?” Brad shotgun a big smoke into Luke's mouth and lightly pinched his nipples after he asked the question. Luke started to build a tent under his towel so while Luke was taking a hit. Brad slipped his foot out of his shoe and was teasing Luke’s crotch. Eventually snagged the corner or Luke's towel and pulled it off “awww….you have a jock in” Brad said Luke chuckled and almost choked on his mouth full of smoke “sorry. Just a habit. I thought my boy toy was passed out so I didn't think anything beyond that” Luke shotgun the rest of the smoke back to Brad and passed the bong back to Brad “How about your hot neighbor downstairs?” Brad asked before taking a hit then signal Luke over to take the smoke out of his mouth. Luke locked lips with him and the two made out for a little bit this time before taking the bong back from Brad's hand “The guy you swore is a closet gay!? No way. I live here. I ain't about to take a shot unless I know for sure there's no way I will miss. You are more than welcome to knock on his door and text me a picture of him blowing smoke on your dick then I'll make my way downstairs. I can lend you a bubble so in case you are wrong, he isn't gonna call a cop on your bc you have a meth bong in your hand before he even open the door” Luke said “and if somehow you can make everything I said happen. My boy might be up by then. Either you two come up or I'll bring him down then we can still call it even” Luke was half serious and half joking. The scenario is outrageous that he can't even just go knock on a stranger's door and make them bow to him at will, let alone get high and bow to him. And like he said, he's a resident in the building. That's way too much risk for him to take. However, he knows Brad, even if he failed, wouldn't rat him out. At worst he may have to say he didn't know Brad is into drugs bc camera can probably track back to who let him in the building and both Brad and his uncle will understand why he can't stick his neck out for Brad unconditionally. It's a scenario they chatted about long ago, which is also why they trust each other. Historically speaking, Brad does have a way with his magic somehow and has made some impossible group sex happen before. They all went on a vacation once and Brad somehow brought back two porn stars who had never gotten high before and both were eager to try for Brad and they all had a great time. “Ok. I'll take your words. Give me a bubble. Short one preferably. And if I text you that picture you asked for. You have to bring your sling downstairs and set it up. And no jock or underwear under whatever you decide to wear coming downstairs AAAAAND you will wake your boy up. I'd at most give you 30 min to convince him. If you can't fulfill your part of the bargain then your hole is mine to use for the next 48 hours” Brad said then shotgun smoke out of Luke's mouth and made out with him. Luke hesitated for a bit because letting Brad own his hole for 48 hours is no joke. He has fucked Brad far more than Brad has fucked him. He does also know Brad as a top in almost all other scenarios so he has no idea what kind of experience that will be. But the unknown does turn him on and he is rather confident that it won't get to that point because he'd only need to bring Jason downstairs with him. He already knows Jason will do anything to have sex with him again. Nothing a little more smoke couldn't conquer. “Deal but you also have 30 min to send that picture” Luke said and got up to get a bubble from a side table in its hidden compartment in the drawer. Brad took the opportunity to tried sliding his index finger in Luke's ass “Oh damn….I have never been able to slide my finger in just like that. That boy sure opened you up, didn't he? And you still have his babies in you?” Brad licks his finger clean. Luke jumped when Brad slid his finger in then laughed “yeah. He was a surprise so I'm not gonna just treat him like a quick fuck. There's much more I wanna do with him. Here. You have 30 min. After that, I just can't promise I'll still be by my phone after 30 min and if you plan on returning, you have to ask before you do because I do have a guest who may be awake by then so you can't cock block me if you failed. Here's for the stuff” Luke said “but we can maybe still get together but on equal footing but I can't promise anything outside of 30 min” “I like the way you think. There's no one else on this campus I trust more than you because of that.” Brad took an extra big hit from the bong and slowly shotgun it all to Luke and wrapped it up with a quick kiss without causing Luke to exhale the smoke. He then quickly stood up and showed his mushroom head to Luke. Brad said “give me your blessing and be ready for that picture to arrive on your phone. This won't be the last you have of my dick tonight. Mark my words” Luke pulled Brad's shorts up even higher and put half of Brad's shaft in his mouth before start letting out the smoke in his mouth and started sucking on Brad's dick head and licking all around it while it was in his mouth and felt it grow harder and harder in his mouth. He loved the confidence Brad had. It's one of the reasons that makes Brad so irresistible. He knows Brad is at least as big as Jason's. He has bottomed for him a few times in the past but Brad, especially high, can get carried away. If he matches Brad's high, he very well may love that but Brad has always wanted to make him a cumdump, which is something he doesn't want to get into so he has never given Brad free reign over his hole before and Brad has respected his boundaries so far because if he doesn't, Brad knows his uncle will sure make him pay the price. After Luke's thoroughly sucked part of his dick, Brad grabbed everything and the bubble and was eager to head downstairs. “Wait…..do you remember his apartment number “ Brad asked last minute “7010. How the fuck are you going to make a dude who you don't even know is gay or not to get high and worship your cock when you can't remember a simple apartment number” Luke teased him and took a hit from the bong and shot gun it to Brad “That's not where my magic is. I have cock suckers to help me remember that sort of thing… like you” Brad said and followed up with a wink. “See you in 30 min Luke. Oh one more question. Did we ever figure out his name?” “Noah. Don't forget we spoke to him in passing a few weeks ago in case he remembers and you don't” Luke teased Brad “Oh if he remembers that then you've already lost half of the bet mister” Brad said “one more favor to ask you. Do you have a couple cans of beer I can take with me as props?” “Sure but if you g him out. it doesn't count” Luke reminded him “You wanted a picture of him blowing clouds on my cock, don't you? I can't do that if I g him out, can I, dummy?” Brad said “I was just reminding you” Luke said and took a hit from the bong and walked toward Brad who's eager to go on his mission and blew the cloud in Brad's mouth “good luck babe. Your time starts now” Luke pinched Brad's butt, an ass that he has fucked on many occasions before and enjoyed it a lot. He will never say no to fucking that ass again. If Brad wasn't mostly a top like he is, he's sure that the two of them would be fucking every other day, if not, every day already.

When I know absolutely NO ONE in attendance. Nothing better to whore around with a room full of strangers, than walk into a room and there are two or three guys who call out my first name the minute I get there. i have the most fun when I am out of town, no doubt…. i love group sex, but not with people I have known for 15 years or whose parents I met when I ran into them at Walmart. No thanks, I would rather be a pig with total strangers.

Chip and Dale drove to campus together. It was the start of a nrw year and their first classes were today. They did as much to look different from each other as possible. Different hairstyles, Chip’s was short and neat, Dale’s was longer and shaggy. Different ways of dressing, Chip dressed in slacks and button up shirts while Dale commonly wore shorts and t-shirts. Chip even went so far as to wear totally needless glasses with clear glass lenses While Dale had blond highlights that looked perfectly natural in his hair They refused to hide that they were a couple and managed to differentiate their appearances enough to avoid most awkward questions. They referred to each other as “My husband” and never mentioned that hey were twins. Many people speculated but they were too polite to ask Dale gave his twin a kiss and they split up to head for their classes. Dale wanted to study law and Chip wanted to study business management. They wanted to open a law office some day together someday In his first class he sat next to a boy with almost white, blond hair, pretty green eyes, dark skin that was probably from a mixed heritage and body hair just a shade darker than the hair on his head. The blonde hair on his arms stood out against his darker skin tone in a pleasant, unusual inversion of what was more common, at least in Dale’s experience, darker hair on lighter skin The boy introduced himself as JJ. He was a first year student and was wanted to be a lawyer like Dale did The two hit it off and after class had lunch together with Chip in a sandwich shop just off campus Chip had a class with JJ the next day and they sat next to each other with a smile. Friends were always a good thing JJ had a small apartment just off campus, he said when Chip asked him if he was in the dorms “We share a place a short drive away with our Dad and Grandfather” Chip told him but didn’t mention that they often shared a bed with them too Just last night they had gotten a nice chain going. Grandpa Tex fucked Dale, who fucked his Dad Nick, who fucked his other son Chip as Chip stroked himself Tex was almost a total top, Dale and Nick would only let family fuck them and Chip was a confirmed bottom so it worked out well “You and your husband are so lucky to have found love already at your age” JJ said, “I hope I find a relationship as special someday, though I also can’t see myself settling down with just one person so who knows” “Yeah we were childhood sweethearts. It seems like we have always been together” Chip said with a wry smile “And just because we are married doesn't mean we are settled down. We tried that and it lasted less than a week” “Oh really? What are you doing after class then?” JJ said only half joking “Taking your cock up my ass bare” Chip told him bluntly “If you don’t mind fucking a slutty bottom who is poz bare” Chip and Dale had discussed JJ the night before. They both found him attractive and the consensus was “If you get a chance, go for it” “I only play bare, top or bottom” JJ said in a silky voice “I’m neg but that’s only by the grace of god” He had spent the summer at a local gay resort where several older men had been happy to show him the ropes… and the chains and slings and many other things JJ’s place was a two block walk from the campus and as soon as they were trough the door they were kissing, tongues wrestling. Chip dropped to his knees and pulled JJ’s shorts to his ankles then nuzzled the impressive bulge in his briefs before pulling them down as well and exposing a hefty nine inch cut shaft which sprang up and begged for some oral attention. JJ pulled off his shirt and Chip loved the way his light blonde fur stood out against the darkness of his skin. JJ had the hint of a tan line but that bathing suit must have been tiny, His cock was several shades lighter than the rest of his skin. Chip opened wide and slid his lips over that mushroom shaped head then sealed his lips and sucked slowly working more and more of JJ’s shaft into his mouth JJ groaned and said “Get out of those clothes, I gotta have that ass” and Chip was naked in under a minute JJ took him up against the wall, sliding into that perky ass and pounding hard, his hefty balls swinging into Chip’s till he groaned and filled the ginger boy’s ass with cum, then he turned Chip around, got on his knees and began sucking. Slipping two fingers up that cum filled hole and massaging the prostate till the ginger boy shot his load down his throat A few days later it was Dale in JJ’s apartment, pounding the blond boy’s ass bare. “Have you ever taken a poz load before?” Dale asked as he slid in “Not that I know of but I never asked” JJ replied “I just tested neg last week though, fuuuk yessss… that’s the spot” the blond boy purred pushing his bubble ass back on Dale’s thick eight inch poz fuck stick “Let’s see if we can’t change that neg status. Being poz is not having to worry when it’s going to happen any more and I would love to be the one to free you to be the poz sluut you want to be” Dale said as he bottomed out and started a rough in and out motion, angling his cock to scape those silky inner walls and get them ready for infection “Oh god! I want your cum! Give me your HIV! Knock me up with it!” JJ moaned as he worked his hole around Dale’s toxic cock “Here it comes! I’m going to give it to you! Going to fill you with my virus! Take my poz cum you slut!” Dale moaned and bred the willing neg boy JJ stroked hard as he felt Dale’s cock pulse inside of him, groaning as he shot his own load, It was one of the best orgasm’s of his life The twins and JJ saw a lot of each other after that/ They had lunch together almost every day, went to movies and concerts together and spent weekends by the pool at the apartment It was their dad Nick who pointed out the obvious to Chip and Dale one day as they were leaving to go pick up JJ for dinner then a movie “Another date with JJ” Nick asked with a fond smile as his boys walked towards the elevator. JJ was a nice boy, but he reminded Nick of something he could not quite put his finger on “We're not dating JJ…” Dale said “I don’t know what else you would call it boys” Tex said from the doorway to the living room “I personally think it’s sweet. I like JJ” The twins looked at each other and shrugged “I guess we are dating JJ” Chip said “Maybe we should talk to him about that” “That might just be a good idea” Dale said and the stepped onto the elevator That evening at dinner Dale, who usually took the lead said “So JJ, we have been seeing a lot of you and we want to continue with it but something needs to be decided. Chip and I talked about it on the way here and as far as we are concerned you are a more or less permanent part of our lives. I don’t know that either of us can say we love you yet but this is way more than friendship for us” JJ looked relieved “I care about both of you but you are married so I would never have said anything but I always want to be with you two. I can’t say I love you yet either but I think it could get there. I want to see where the three of us can go together” he said They reached out and took his hand “There is one thing we have to tell you” Chip said sounding worried “What? That your husband is also your twin brother? You two hide it well enough to get by the casual observer but you have slipped up several times and to be honest I think it’s hot. I don’t have a problem with it” JJ said squeezing their hands “Well maybe there are two things we need to tell you then and yes that’s one of them. We also play with our dad and Tex, oh and our uncle Barry and his husband and boy” Chip said, getting it all out in a rush JJ blinked and then said “that’s even hotter, they are all hot men in their own right. I would not mind playing with them all someday, but for now can we concentrate on us? I want to make a go at a relationship with both of you before I jump into the family loving” “That's fine with us, we don’t want to share you yet, anyway” Dale said “You don’t mind if we keep playing with them do you?” he asked “Not at all, I just don’t want to dive into all that till I am sure we are a firm thing” JJ said They skipped the movie and went to JJ’s place for a all night celebration in bed *************** Nick got the expected text from Chip “Staying at JJ’s tonight”. Chip was always considerate like that He and Tex could use some time alone anyway. Tex was out. He had gone to do a check on his trailer as it was unoccupied and the security alarm had gone off Tex had called just before Chip texted and said he was on the way home and that it was a false alarm There was a vase Tex loved in the foyer but Nick felt it would be better displayed elsewhere, like packed away in a storage facility A new outfit had arrived from Barry and Wade/. It was a much better version of the school boy uniform he had worn in his first ever real roleplay with Tex. It was better fitting and sexier and it showed off his ass much better He carefully laid the vase on a rug on the floor. He hated it but he would not deliberately break something Tex loved As Tex stepped off the elevator Nick said “Daddy, I broke your vase! It was an accident! I swear” Tex’s eyes narrowed till he saw the still intact vase laying on the rug and took in Nick’s outfit “I told you to be careful Son! That vase was your grandmother’s! Come with me!” Tex said in a stern voice and led Nick into the living room where a paddle just happened to be on the table next to Tex’s favorite chair “Get over here and assume the position” Tex ordered and Nick “hesitantly” bent over Tex’s knees Nick ass could take far more punishment now that during that first roleplay and Tex went to town with the paddle making Nick count the swats. he stopped at twenty this time and Nick’s ass almost glowed red when Tex lowered his pants, bent him over the chair and slid his cock into his Son/Husband's ass and fucked him hard “I’m sorry Daddy!” Nick sobbed while he ground back on his father’s incestuous 11 inch cock “I told you never to touch that vase!” Tex growled as he fucked Nick’s hole with long deep thrusts They came together, Tex breeding his Son’s hole deep as Nick came into his hand so he could share his cum with his husband Tex picked Nick up and carried him in his arms up tp the bedroom where they made love till the early morning falling asleep in each other's arms like fathers and sons should ******************* Alan had a date. He was happy with his dad Wade and his Master Barry but he wanted a love of his own. He had met this gorgeous silver Daddy who had just moved to the city from France on an app that focused on dating rather than sex, though it did have a “kink compatibility” section. The man was neg but as he was almost a total top had no problems with Alan being poz The man’s name was Louis and he was in his early 60s though he looked 50 tops, he was muscular with skin the color of coffee with just the right amount of cream in it. The silver fur against that darker skin was stunning and the perfect complement to Alan’s pale skin and black fur They met for dinner and then went for a walk in the river district park talking about their lives and where they wanted to go in the future. The conversation went on all night and the sun found them sitting on a park bench, Alan leaning against Louis whose arms were around him, still talking as it rose They decided to date for at least a month before they got sexual and Louis made Alan feel like the center of the universe every time they saw each other. Alan tried to do the same for him as well and by the time that month had passed they were deeply in love already The first time they made love was wonderful. Louis took Alan to his bedroom and slowly stripped him, unbuttoning his shirt and slipping it off, then running his fingers through the luxuriant black fur on his chest before pinching and pulling on his large pumped nipples lovingly as the kissed Louis pushed him gently backwards so he fell onto the bed and then slowly removed his own clothing revealing an equally furry chest and a set of nipples that were pierced with large rings When Louis slid down his pants a huge cock was revealed standing at proud attention in all of its 11 inch glory/ The only other cock that was than big Alan had ever seen was on Tex. Even Barry’s was not quite that big “Alan Baby, I have to be in you, I have to take your ass and make it mine” Louis said He slid on top of Alan, pushing his legs up, bending his knees till they touched his furry chest. The Silver Bear kissed Alan deeply as he slowly eased his cock into that black fur covered ass and slowly began sliding in and out Alan groaned and tried to push his hips up “Fuuk, I need you Louis, I need you so deep in me, fuck me! claim me! love me like I love you!” he begged Alan had been fucked many times but this was different, This felt right. This felt like it was meant to be and form the expression on Louis’s face , a look of wonder filled pleasure, the older man felt the same As Alan threw back his head in pleasure Louis started kissing and sucking on it, nuzzling and nibbling, neither caring if it left marks or not The blissful tension continued to build as Louis’s thrusts became frenzied and he finally emptied his balls into Alan’s waiting hole Making Alan shoot off like a canon covering them both It took the nearly ten minutes before either was coherent enough to think, their orgasms had been that intense “I love you Alan” Louis said as he began to gently move his still tock hard cock in and out of his lover’s ass “I love you so much Louis” Alan said back as he moved in time with the silver bear buried in hishole up to his balls The second orgasm was as good as the first for both of them The next day they were engaged and they could not wait to tie the knot “So when do I get to meet your family?” Louis asked All this had happened so fast there had not been an opportunity yet “This weekend is a holiday and we are all gathering at Nick’s apartment, I can introduce you to everyone then” Alan told him, smiling ************** Mick hugged his brother and his husband in the foyer “It’s good to see you Barry and Wade” he said as Tex hugged them too “So we finally get to meet this mystery man Alan has been dating huh?” Tex asked “They are engaged as of a couple days ago” Barry told him “Is that the twins I hear out by the pool?” “Yes, JJ is with them, as always” Nick said with a fond smile Then the elevator door opened and Alan and his intended stepped off Both Tex and Wade looked stunned and they both said exactly the same thing three times in a row “Louis, is that you? I haven't seen you in years!” they said to the man with Alan “Wait, how do you know him?” they said to each other “He’s my half brother” again to each other Pandemonium And to Nick that was not the most disturbing thing “Uncle Louis?” He asked “Nick is that you?” Louis asked Then things got even stranger Drawn by the commotion, the twins and JJ came in from the pool JJ took one look at Louis and yelled “Grandpa!” and hurled himself into the startled man’s arms “Jared? What are you doing here?” Louis asked as he squeezed the boy tight “It’s so good to see you!” Everything clicked in Nick’s mind and he began to helplessly laugh… only in this family… Starting from the beginning: Tex’s mother had had a son by her second husband, who was Wade’s dad also on his second marriage, and that son was Louis The two had never met because Tex lived with his dad and Wade lived with his mom Louis had met Nick’s aunt, his mother's sister, while she was studying in Europe as an exchange student and they had married soon after. Louis was cousin Alvin’s dad Which made JJ Louis's grandson naturally. JJ was Jared J. Jordan, Gwen’s son The thing that Nick had not been able to put his finger on was that white blond hair. He ad seen it before only once, on Gwen Louis was shocked but he only had one real concern “Alan is my Nephew?” he asked Wade as he held Alan like he would never let him go “Trust me Uncle Louis” Nick said dryly “in this family it doesn’t matter, You are my uncle from both sides actually, now that I think about it, since Trx is my biological father. You marrying your nephew isn't even a radical idea around here and we can tell you how to make it a legal marriage too” “Good, because I had no intentions of giving him up, no matter what anyone says” Louis said still holding his brother’s son protectively and glaring at the disapprovingly frowning Wade “Dad, please don’t make a fuss. I love him and if you make me choose, you will lose” Alan said Wade glowered at his brother for a moment then suddenly laughed ”I guess I should have gotten over all this incest stuff the first time you fucked me Son, but it’s just not fair! Dad always loved him more than he loved me and now my son is just the same!” “Really Wade? This again? Dad loved us the same and you know it” Louis said “I know, I just wanted to be a drama queen for a minute” Wade said and grinned at them There were a lot of hugs and a few kisses. Tex and Louis kissed the longest and Nick knew there had been some brother loving in the past. He wondered who had fucked who. Tex always said he had been fucked by three people and Nick only knew who two were JJ was also stunned by all the renovations “Do I have you to thank for nt education Nick? I always knew Gwen was my mother. This hair color is not at all common. She told me her Ex fiancé who preferred to remain anonymous was paying for it” JJ said Nick snorted “We never were engaged, I'm not that much of a masochist, when I found out you were my cousin, in more ways than one, I agreed to help you out. Listen JJ, a lot of secrets came out today and for a few reasons I would prefer Gwen not find out” Nick said hopefully “She doesn’t even know I am gay. She’s such a bitch most of the time I barely talk to her. don’t worry cousin Nick, I'm used to having to keep secrets from her” JJ told him “We will make it worth your while to keep your shut” Chip said coming up on one side of JJ and putting an arm around him Dale came up in the other side of him and pulled JJ and Chip into a three way hug “It kind of looks like you got started on the family loving a litter earlier than you planned Cousin” Dale said to JJ and kissed him deeply ***************************************************************************************************** Next Chapter: The Family That Sleeps Together Stays Together Ok, I admit it. This was a lot of fun to write. I hope you enjoyed this chapter as much as I did Let me know what you think! Scanbu

Rimming is one of my favorite things to do. Ever. Always. and the most twisted way to eat an ass, is to put a speculum up his ass. Screw it open so his hole is stretched. Then I put my mouth over the opening and reach inside with my tongue, with the tip of my tongue lick the exposed as walls. Oh my fucking God, that just makes my head spin into euphoria

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.

Yesterday I went down to the bookstore that has a theater. So I stripped naked and got on a sofa spread my ass I put a blindfold on. The door opens letting a new person in and who started fucking me raw and rough. After he came in me I took the blindfold off and it was the clerk in the store, thin guy. When I first saw him I thought maybe he was poz, even aids not that I cared. A few minutes later another guy came in he stared at me for a while and then he unzipped and fucked me raw. He shot a huge load in my hole. It was dripping down my legs. So I was about to leave and I passed by the clerk who is jerking off and he said he was about to come back in to give me another load and I said sounds great so I went back in the theater and he followed me and this time he shot a huge load in me and was very verbal. So he goes back to his Clark position I get dressed and leave with three loads in my hole. And a smile on my face. No idea status of these guys again not that I care but I love hearing when someone is breeding me that they are poz or toxic.

my loaded hole

I once went to a PNP orgy at the house of someone I didn't know well. My buddy put four pool balls up my cunt. It felt amazing. I decided to let them go in the bathtub. Big mistake. It was cast iron. So when the ball popped out of my ass it made a NOISE. The owner of the house came running in the bathroom and we all ended up laughing our asses off.

I think there's a huge difference between Reagan and Trump, though (well, actually, many huge differences, but...). Especially with respect to Europe. Quite a few liberal Europeans probably fretted that Reagan was going to end up provoking a nuclear war with the USSR, but at least they knew on whose side he stood (with them, against the USSR and eastern bloc). Trump, by contrast, has made it clear he's fully prepared to hang western Europe out to dry, NATO be damned. I wouldn't be shocked in the slightest if European sentiment (outside the authoritarian bloc) is strongly for Biden, at least as opposed to Trump, because they can watch what's happening in Ukraine and realize that very little (other than the US helping Europe) is keeping Russia from just taking whatever parts of whatever countries on its border that it wants. Yes, the Princess of Wales was a huge deal in all of Europe in the mid-80's, much more so than any US president. But again - I suspect the reason nobody had much to say about Reagan was that they knew he was on their side (as indeed all US presidents since WW2 had been). Europeans no longer have the luxury of ignoring which party's in power in the US, and by and large, they know it.

My favorites are full on sex parties (not gangbangs or pump and dumps) hosted during a big event like IML or MAL. NastyKinkPigs used to have some great ones and there've been several crazy ones unaffiliated with any site. Love a variety of men, body types, skin tones, dick sizes, mouths and asses. Love to sample a lot before shooting my load in a hot hole and love to have many, many, many cocks (and loads) shot into me!

4. On the way back to the hotel, I messaged a couple friends about the situation and for them to come over in an hour. They’re both virile, muscular, tatted poz breeders. Big lats, shoulders, biceps, hard abs, and big, bouncy pecs. Their OF specializes in gang bangs and conversion parties. When we got to hotel room, I told Alvin to sit on the chair so I can teach Vik a lesson. I told Vik to sniff my armpits. To lick the sweat and the musky odor. I then slapped his face hard and called him a cheating faggot. I told him a faggot like him needs to suffocate on musk, so I took off my shirt and pants and shoved his face in my crotch. I looked over at Alvin and gave him a thumbs up. “I’m going to fuck him up for you. Teach him real good,” I said to Alvin. He looked a little confused and relieved at the same time. “Strip and show us what a cheap slut you look like,” I said to Vik. He stripped and was kneeling in the carpet, showing his beautiful muscular body. He looked so good I could have fucked him right there. “You’re a fucking slut, aren’t you? Just kneeling there naked like a pathetic faggot.” “Yessir. I’m a pathetic faggot.” “You deserve to be punished for cheating on your beautiful, sweet boyfriend, don’t you?” “Yessir, please punish me.” Damn, if I didn’t know better, my guess is that Vick’s been cheating way before tonight. But tonight, Alvin will know what a slut his bf is. I got naked and sat on the bed. I poured a shit ton of lube on my hard cock, so it was glistening before these two faggots. “A dirty faggot like you needs a dirty load. Punish yourself by riding my cock.” “Wait what?!” Alvin said. “Trust me, baby. Sit back,” I said that last part very sternly. It wasn’t to comfort. It was a command. “Well, bitch? What are you waiting for?” I said to Vik. He climbed on my cock and lowered himself slowly. I didn’t have the patience so I grabbed his hips and rammed into him. As he adjusted, I told him to turn around so he was facing his cuck bf. I fucked him hard, calling him dirty names and egging him on to admit how much he loves getting fucked. Alvin started stroking himself over his jeans, and I told him to take his hands off immediately. He needs to watch and focus on how much of a slut Vik is being. He obeyed reluctantly. I felt my balls swell. I was gonna cum soon. I told the bitch that I’m going to dump some grade A high VL spunk in his hole if he doesn’t stop. But if he wants it, he needs to beg for my poz load and look his bf in the eyes as he says it. The bitch didn’t stop riding my cock, and after a moment of thinking it over, he looked at his cuck and said that he was sorry. He then rode me harder and begged for my poz seed inside his hole. Begged to be bred by my hot cock. How much he loved my big, thick poz pecker. I fucking loved hearing this cheater reveal to his bf his true nature. I dumped a good load inside him to add to my load earlier. I told Alvin he needed to get the fuck out and that I have no interest in touching him. He’s pathetic. I told Vik that I have. A couple really hot guys coming over to tag his hole with me. He can stay, but Alvin has to leave. “Babe, this has gone on far enough. Please let’s go home. I don’t feel ok about any of this,” Alvin was almost sobbing. It was almost a sad sight, but that must have gotten through to Vik because he said in the softest voice, with practically no conviction, “Ok babe. Let’s go.” They got their stuff, got dressed, and left. Not how I thought things would end. Not even a full 5 minutes after they left, I heard a knock at the door. I opened the door with a massive smirk, thinking the faggot came back, but it was my friends. “Oh sup guys. Sorry, but you just see missed the hole. He left with his bf.” “Oh damn, was it the super muscular guy?” “Yeah how do you know?” “Well we saw this guy eyeing us hardcore as we passed in the lobby. He was hugging this taller guy, who looked sad sad.” “Yeah that was him. He begged for my poz load in front of his bf. Can you believe that? We would have had fun with his hole.” “Damn he looked like a hot piece of ass.” About 5-10 minutes passed, and I heard another knock at the door. It was Vik. Fuck yeah. “What are you doing here?” I tried to sound pissed and uninterested. “Um I saw these really hot guys in the lobby, and I couldn’t stop thinking about them. I wanted to see if they are the friends you invited.” “What about Alvin?” “He’s devastated, but I can’t stop thinking about being fucked by those guys and you. Are they here?!” I opened the door a bit wider to reveal my two friends who overheard everything. He came in and we all took turns on his hole until the sun came up. I had to prep for my flight, but heard my friends tell Vik to go home with them and shoot a vid. They can invite more guys over. Haven’t heard from Vik or Alvin after that. They did shoot a video, and my friends recorded Vik screaming, “I don’t care if staying here means I can’t go on Pep! I just want more cock please!!” Dumb faggot.

My dick is so fucking filthy after fucking nasty cumfilled pussies all day and night for the past 3 days. Still no shower yet. I should disgusted with myself but all I can do is keep searching for more holes.

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)

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." ........

It was a little over a month before Marc's birthday when Bobby and Mike went to see Carl in his hotel suite. Bobby drew a quick map of the house and wrote down the security code as well as the code that would open the dungeon door even if it was locked “Martin thinks this is a secret but I have seen him enter it a few times and I tested it last week while he was out” Bobby told his step father. “Dad would know the lay out of the house, since it’s the one we have lived in since before Mom died but just in case he doesn’t get out you need to know this, Carl” Bobby said Something occurred to Mike, he pulled out his phone, pulled up the county tax collector website and did a search on their address. The house was still in Dad’s name and he told Bobby and Carl that “Hmmm I wonder… ” Carl said, He had Power of Attorney for Paul and he made a quick call to his lawyer. “Yep it’s legal and the papers will go out as soon as you file Bobby. All they need is your ok” he said handing the phone to Paul’s older son “Yes this Bobby, I signed the papers and you have them on file, Go ahead and get it started” He told the lawyer Now all they could do was wait Ten days before Marc’s birthday Carl left “If all goes right your Dad should be getting out soon. I want to meet him ay the gates. I can’t wait to see him!” he told the boys. I will call o text with news Bobby and Mike checked their phones pretty often over the next few days but heard nothing new A week before the big day Martin took their phones, turned them off and locked them in a drawer in his desk “Just in case you two are up to something, that should make it harder, You are not to leave the house till this is all over and I’m keeping Marc home too. This is going to happen so forget any plans you have to stop it” He told them For the next week Martin kept Bobby and Mike in the dungeon most of the time. He strapped them down and made them listen tp a recording with a mind twisting mantra “Everything that you have been through is Marc’s fault, You have suffered and been humiliated because of him and he’s been laughing at you the entire time! I’m going to devote so much more attention to him than I give you two! This has all been about Marc! If you want revenge you will help me enslave him so he’s no better than you two. Help me make him nothing more than a poz fuck toy like you two already are! He deserves it! This is all his fault!” looped over and over as Master periodically shoved his cock into them. He would brutally fuck them but stop before he came and pull out telling them his cum was all for Marc’s neg ass now There were some pretty big logical holes in the things Master said but after it was repeated over and over, hundreds of times it began to seep in and take root They had talked about this because they knew something like this was coming. Martin was a bit predictable They tried to counter it with a mantra of their own. They recited it over and over again in their heads. Carl had suggested some of the wording “Dad is coming to save me! Dad loves me! Dad only does what’s best for me! I have to do what Dad says so he can save me! I have to focus on Dad and he will always take care of me!” They both mentally chanted and the two mantras warred in their heads. If dad had been there he would have won hands down because they loved and trusted him as much as they hated and despised Martin, but he wasn’t At midnight on Marc’s birthday Master told his two slaves “Marc is officially an adult as of right now, go bring him to me” Dad wasn’t hare to save them and they almost mindlessly walked, naked, to Marc’s room with their thoughts clouded by Martin's twisting manipulation. They gave up because Master had apparently won. Dad wasn't coming to save them ***************** Paul was nervous on the day it was supposed to happen. The night before he had spoken to Sean and told him what might happen the next day and then he shared it with his lieutenants “If I do get out Sean will be in charge and Buster will be second in line” Paul said and they all nodded Sean hadn’t been upset with him for keeping it a secret, He understood why. That night in bed Paul thanked him for everything he had done in the only way he could, he made love to the blond man gently then held him all night The next morning a little before noon a guard came to get him “The Warden wants to see you, both of you” he said also indicating Sean They were confused but followed the guard to the Warden’s office The warden sat behind his desk and Tony was there too, in a wheelchair with a blanket over his legs. He looked like he had aged twenty years since the last time Paul had seen him “My friend, Governor Richards kept his word. It’s his last day in office and he has issued you a full pardon Paul. I was going to surprise you and have Carl pardoned too but he got out on his own so I substituted this young man’s name” He said nodding to Sean “ I hear he has been helpful to you and maybe he can keep on helping you on the outside” “Governor Richards went me one better though. I only have maybe two months left and he is granting me clemency and letting me go home to spend my remaining time with my family. I wasn’t expecting that” Tony said “Sometimes good things happen to good people Tony” Paul said thankfully “I’m hardly a good person” Tony laughed “To me you are” Paul said and went to the man, bent down and hugged him “Normally the release process takes several days, mostly to give the person who hs been pardoned time to make arrangements but that hardly seems necessary with you” the Warden said nodding to a window Paul went and looked. There were two limos at the gates. One had a wheelchair lift and the other had a large bald man leaning against it, looking up at the wardens window Outside the gates Paul hugged Tony one more time and then ran to his husband, throwing himself into those huge muscular arms and kissing him soundly. Sean hung back nervously and said “I took care of him like you wanted Boss” to Carl “He really did help me a lot Carl but we….” Paul said feeling guilty “Shhh Babe, I knew what would happen if he decided to help you. He was going to have you one way or the other while I was not there to protect you so I took a chance and told him it would be ok as long as he didn’t hurt you and protected you. It looks like it paid off” Carl said “Come here Sean” Carl said and the blond man stepped reluctantly closer Carl caught him in a rough hug “Thank you for keeping Paul safe, I owe you big time” “Will you let me come and help Paul get his son’s back then?” Sean asked and Carl nodded “I can’t think of a better man to have at our backs” he said Paul picked up the small box that had his personal things in it and all three of them got in the limo Carl handed him a phone of his own/ “Bobby and Mike’s numbers are programmed in already, why don’t you call them and let them know you are out” he told Paul Both numbers went straight to voicemail though “Let me try something” Paul said. He rummaged through the box and pulled out a letter, calling the number on it “Hello” A voice answered “Marc is that you?” Paul asked “Dad?” Marc asked “Yes, I am out! A full pardon like I told you in my letters!” Paul said “Why can’t I reach your brothers?” “I think Martin took their phones. He thinks I have no idea what is going on so he didn’t take mine” Marc told him “He’s keeping them away from me and in that creepy sex dungeon of his so I probably be able to tell them anything, but I will if I get a chance” Of all his sons, Marc was the most intelligent and he had come out to Paul in a letter when he was twelve. Paul had told him what was happening, in general terms because he knew Marc could handle it and he should be forewarned. “We will be there on your birthday. Martin has custody of you so we can’t take you away before then. It could be construed as kidnapping” Paul told his son “You better come at Midnight. I see how he looks at me, He won’t wait for morning” Marc said “We will be there, Son. I love you so much” Paul said and hung up That night Carl got them a hotel suite near the prison. They would drive back tomorrow Sean went to bed early in his own room, he said he was exhausted and wanted to give Paul and Carl some privacy Paul took his Cael by the hand and led him to the bed, pausing to slowly strip his huge husband naked then he pushed the big man backwards onto the bed and slipped out of his own clothes in a slow striptease Carl looked up at his Paul with love filling his eyes. This moment and the way Paul looked, said it all. It showed everything Paul was Paul/s beautiful, soft body with it’s slightly feminine air that was totally at odds with the dominant, possessive gaze he leveled on his husband’s hard, muscular form To look at them you would never think that Paul was the Master in this relationship, but he was He crawled on top of his huge, buff husband, hooking his legs onto his slim shoulders and pushing them back till Paul’s thick almost 10 inches of cock was poised at that waiting pucker, then he slowly pushed in as Carl moaned in pleasure and submission Paul took his time, this was the first time they had been able to openly make love and not hide what they were doing under the covers in the dark He slowly slid in and out, grinding his cock along Carl’s prostate from an angle they had never been able to use before, they had also never been able to kiss while Paul fucked Carl before and they savored the taste of each other’s mouth and tongue. “You are MINE Carl! I love you so much! Take my cum and my love” Paul said as his balls contracted and he pumped Carl’s hole full of his seed “I’m totally yours Paul. I loved you from that first fuck when you wanted my gift so bad. I only feel complete when you are in me. I was born to be owned and dominated by you!” Carl groaned and shot all over his stomach and chest Paul licked up all that cum and shared it with his man They fell asleep with Carl holding the much smaller Paul snuggled into his massive chest When Paul woke he felt like a hotdog in a bun with a muscular body in front of him and another behind “Shhh Babe, it’s Sean” Carl said quietly “I woke up because I heard him crying. He missed you and could not get to sleep without being near you so I brought him in here with us a few hours ago, just let him sleep” “You are such a wonderful, caring man Carl” Paul said and they both fell asleep again They got a late start but they still had three days till the big day The next night Paul ha two muscle asses to play with, one with dark hair covering it and the other was smooth with blond hair in the crack He put them on their hands and knees next to each other and spent a while playing “Swap a hole” as he fucked a lode out of both of his subs and finally gave his load to Sean since Carl had gotten it the night before The night before Marc’s birthday they left with plenty of time if not for the four car pile up on the highway Paul texted Marc “Caught in traffic! STALL” ******************************************************************************************************* Next Chapter: Martin gets what’s coming to him Let me know what you think Scanbu

Because we are letting them. We can't afford not to push back hard in our right to think for ourselves on things pertaining to our life and bodies; to the extent we don't intrude on anyone else'.

i did. but i also havnt forgotten how fucking dangerous it all was. the park during the day was the constant risk of arrest. it was common practice to ask guys point blank if they were cops before you sucked their dick because entrapment was common. at night, guys would actually periodically get murdered. and yet, there we were. cruising strangers we could barely see in densely forested areas. don't even get me started on barebacking w random strangers while hospitals were overloaded w aids patients dying horrid med-evil style deaths. we were fucking insane and lucky to still be alive imho.

Those kinds of events used to happen all the time when I lived in Chicago ... at the librar.... excuse me - bookstores, at the tubs, at the bars, and the Foster Ave Beach at night, if you liked bushes-bait. For that matter, also down in Lincoln Park, by the Statue of I forget who. Bikes can go where cop cars can't ... I didn't realize at the time just how spoiled I was.

this is something i'm trying to work on. in the past i only had 2 types of sex: relationship sex, or anon hookups w strangers. a sort of spin on the madonna/whore syndrome. in retrospect i regret not acting in all those awkward moments when a friend gave me "the look" and i decided to ignore if for fear of ruining the friendship. as for sex parties: i'm like u but it can backfire. 1. new england is insanely compartmentalized and it boggles my mind that i've been back in my hometown for a decade and have yet to ever once run into anyone i know from the past. 2. im an introvert so a roomful of strangers can eventually go south and end w me slinking out unnoticed because i wasn't "feeling the vibe". seeing guys i hooked up w previously, actually helps get things started.

Been letting men use me forever. They could be old (REALLY old like in their 80s!), fat, gross, whatever. My pleasure is derived in the act of submission to an older man.

I mix a tablespoon of psyllium husk powder in a cup full of water and stir it very fast with a fork and down it. I try to drink it once a day around the evening. After 3+ days routine, I start to see results. Consistency and water is key.

Depends.... some of us are actually real Daddies.... LOL 1st time I got called "Daddy, fuck me harder....." was the 3rd time I had sex with guy and he was 25 and I was 37.

He' gonna get what he deserves for sure

I'm finding the best gay men are either in their thirties or are older. Experiences make a man sexier. Give me an older man any day.

I feel of use. I never feel feminine.

Like Hampstead Heath on a busy summer night. So busy, I’ve seen fast food vans sometimes setting up outside the entrances to the pathways leading down into the darkness…

@partying.hard I could spend an entire afternoon doing nothing but getting rimmed. Teach me your ways? No, like really bend me over and put the speculum up my ass and then bury your face in there. And then we can move to pool balls, which is what I actually came into this thread to say. Once I discovered the joys of pool balls, that was it for me.

except from dildo's and buttplugs and some fists I did some vegetables/fruits (cucumber, bananas) Once I did a piece of heavy chain, maybe not the smartest but nice feeling when it falls out your ass

We all have... but great chapters take time to craft 🙂

My favorite by far was a pre covid monthly event. The guy that put it on was very organized. The first half the night all the bottoms got a different color wrist band. The tops would all draw for colored cards and have the bottom that matched for 1 song on the Playlist. Kept everyone involved and made it fun and exciting. The 2nd half the night was a free for all. Everyone got action that way. It was pretty common for guys to pair up in the 2nd half but everyone stayed in the same room.

Part 4 I don't know how long I was in the sling getting fucked by 3 dildos at the same time. My awareness was coming and going. I don't recall losing consciousness exactly, but at times I was aware of what I could hear and other times I floated away and just felt my hole being stretched and abused. I could hear the men around me talking, but nothing really made sense. Eventually, I heard "I think that's enough", and the machine stopped. I felt hands running over my body and felt the dildos removed from my hole. "Mmmm....this looks beautiful all fucked out." "Such a nice pussy on this whiteboy." I was released from the sling and helped up, but the moment I was on my feet, I couldn't hold myself up. Someone caught me by the underarms and held me up. "Damn, Nick, he's already wore out. Can't even stand up!" "He'll be fine soon, man, don't worry about it. How 'bout you boys take him and shower with him and get him cleaned up? We'll let him rest a min while we get ourselves right." Two new guys, I later learned Marcus and Terence took me to the shower. Under the hot water, my muscles started to feel better, and while Marcus kept me standing up, Terence washed me with a care I didn't expect. Certainly more than Nick or D showed me. Marcus, though, when it came to cleaning me out again, didn't have any gentleness about him. He'd shove the shower shot in my tender ass and fill me up. He'd make me hold it while he pressed on my bloated stomach. And he'd run the hose deep inside me, definitely pushing it past my second hold making sure I was cleaned out very deep. After the shower, they led me back to the play room and I could see Nick and D sitting together on the couch scrolling through their phones and sending messages. Marcus took me over with him and set me in his lap and let me rest against his body. "So, this one needs a breather, but I think we need to smoke up some." The 4 men passed around the pipe, filling it and emptying it a couple of times. Marcus and Terence would often kiss me and shotgun me to keep my head spinning. "So, Nick, what you got going on there?" "I put up and ad and a video of him getting fucked by the machine. Got a several asking if they can join." "Before you tell 'em yes, I gotta ask - what you doing with this pretty thing?" "I can't keep him, you know that, T. Especially since he came here. D's open to taking him; you know how that'll turn out. Why? You got something in mind?" "As pretty as he is, I bet Mayhem would take him. I can call Prez. But you know if he says yes, all those blowing up your phone is gonna be left out. We'll have to leave and go to the Club." "Hmmm. Would Keyboard be able to wipe his visit?" "Yeah, I'd call in that favor even if Prez doesn't want him." "Go ahead then, make the call. Here, forward him the video." I must have drifted off because the next thing I know, I'm being lifted up by Marcus and handed over to D. Terence came into my view and brushed my hair back and wrapped a blanket around me. "We're taking a riding, beautiful. It won't be the best ride for you, but you'll be fine." With that, I felt cuffs go around my wrists and ankles and a blindfold slipped over my head. D carried me out of the room. "Marcus, you drive the boy's car. D and Nick can follow behind my bike." A few minutes later we were outside and then D settled me into the a trunk. I started to panic but someone slapped me hard and told me to shut up and settle down. I got a second harder slap before I could even respond, so I knew best to just settle down. The lid closed and I was alone. I felt the car get started and we started moving. Between the pain and exhausting, I must have slipped off because I have no idea how we traveled. I was lifted out of the trunk and the cool night air hit my naked skin as the blanket was pulled away. Someone behind me removed the blindfold and my eyes blinked trying to adjust to the light. As I stood there naked, I finally focused enough to see 4 new men standing in front of me. Muscular, rough men, all wearing jeans and boots, and each one had a variation of a leather vest on. "Fuck, Slicer, you weren't lying. This boy is prettier than all the girls we got hanging around. This is one you found, Nick?" "Yeah, he hit me up online wanting to experience getting his ass pissed in. Obviously, I had more in mind." "Based on that video me and the boys saw, I'd say he was getting a hell of lot more than what he bargained for. Now, then. We agreed on what happens from here, right? You and D leave him with Slicer and M and go on back home. Y'all's were never here, and this pretty thing never messaged you." "Agreed" With that, I watched Nick and D walk away. I was left there standing between Terence, Slicer I suppose now, and Marcus. Looking at 4 new men who felt like they wanted to eat me. The man who'd been talking stepped over to me and grabbed me by the hair. "Pretty boy, you're now property of the Mayhem Riders. We're going to take you inside and get to know each other. Don't worry about going home or anything. You're home now." "Take him to the shipping container, Slicer. We're going to start in there." As I was being led off, I heard the man telling someone else, "Go get your kit and a few supplies. And come join us." Terence took me to a shipping container and led me inside. When Marcus flipped on a light, I could see it was almost empty. There was a chain hanging from the ceiling, a metal chair, a metal table along the side, and a few metal stools. It was not someplace I wanted to be. "Please, Terence, I don't know what this is, but I don't to be here. This isn't what I asked for." "No, pretty boy, it's not what you asked for, but it's what happening. Best thing to do is just give in because there's only the hard way or the harder way, ya get me? Well, there's the final way, but ain't none of us interested in that, right now." "But...you can't do this. Please...I won't say anything, you gotta believe me." With that last plea, the other men stepped inside the shipping container. "Slicer, lock the cuffs over his head to the chain. Leave one done for now. Needles will be coming in with a kit here in a second." Terence took me over and locked my right arm overhead to the chain hanging from the ceiling. "Now, tell me his intake tonight." "Yeah, Prez. So, Nick filled him chem piss and made him hold it awhile. He got one slam, .25g from what D told me, about 4 hours ago, and he got a few shotguns from me and M while we were waiting to figure out if we were coming here or not." "Good, sounds like he'd be fine with another. Horse, go hold his left arm, and let Needles dose him again." One of the bigger men walked over and behind me and pulled my left arm out and held it rock still. Another one, Needles, I'm assuming walked over with a syringe, and I knew what was about to happen again. "You know what this is, faggot," he asked me. "Um....yes, Sir, you're going to inject me again like D did." "Absolutely, so you know to keep very still and when I'm done, Horse is gonna raise your arm up again and lock it with the other one. Remember to breath." Obviously that wasn't something I could do. I was scared out of my mind, naked, chained in a shipping container with 5 men and about to be drugged again. I was shaking, and only a small amount of that was from being cold. I felt the prick in my arm, the tourniquet released from around my bicep, and then Horse lifted my arm and locked it with the other as the cough hit me. Strung up like that, I coughed a few times and Horse moved around in front of me. I was struggling to keep my head up but he brushed the hair out of my face. The Prez, I'm assuming, stepped up and told Horse to move aside. Prez's huge hand came up and wrapped around my head and my ear. He leaned in and whispers in the my other ear, "You belong to the Mayhem now, faggot. Time to initiate you." The moment he said it, he stepped back and I felt his closed fist hit me square in the stomach. I wasn't at all ready for it and I coughed as all the air left my lungs. I tried to bend over, but couldn't with my arms above me. I couldn't bring my knees up to protect myself, and as I was processing the shock of it, a second punch landed in my gut. Panting, and trying to catch my breath, Prez moved around to my back and crowded up on me. I could feel his hard through his jeans as his settled me in front of him, holding on to my hips. While I was trying to adjust to that Needles moved in front and backhanded me hard across the face. He pinched my nipples hard and I saw him pull clamps out of his pocket. He took his time pinching and twisting and tugging on my nipples, making me cry out, until he applied the clamps. The teeth bit into my tender flesh, but my head was still spinning from the backhand. He stepped back a little to admire his handiwork on my nipples, and let lose with another slap and a quick backhand in the other direction. "Mmmm....been while since I got to hit a pretty face like this one, Prez. Slicer sure did bring me a pretty one to bruise. Gonna have so much fun". Another slap and I felt my lip split. I'd been beaten up before, bullied as a kid, and I knew what it felt like, but this was so very different. I could feel the sexual tension in the air. I was so fucking high, I didn't know myself, it seemed, and I had a hard cock pressed against my ass. Prez was grinding against me and I heard myself moan, even though I was in so much pain. Needles laughed, "HAHA! Hear that men, this faggot moans from all this! He's gonna love belong to us." Another backhand around my face and Needles slipped to the side, as I saw Terence and Marcus step up together. Before I could even register them, really, I felt about 4 quick punches to the gut and was left breathless and coughing. "I can't wait to see all these bruises on this thin little body. He's so pretty and pale, our bruises are gonna cover him from head to toe." That was Marcus, I think. Another couple of punches from the two of them and then they moved aside. I realized Horse was in front of me now, and I tried to prepare myself for a gut punch, but that wasn't it. Horse's giant hand swung and landed a punch right on my cheek. I felt the skin split and I was crying hard now. I vaguely though that was going to leave a black eye. At this point, I felt all of them surround me and felt punches and face slaps and another couple of fists to the face. I lost myself, hanging there, being used as a punching bag, by the 5 of them as they seemingly just rotated around me. After who knows how long, it came to and end. I couldn't stand up myself anymore. I was just hanging there, barely still conscious, but still so high. My mind was all over the place. Someone sat me in the chair, "put a belt around his chest and to keep him upright, lock his legs and secure his arms behind." This was all done as I hung my head down. I vaguely heard the sound of jeans being unzipped, and someone held a rag of poppers over my mouth again for a good while. Then someone stepped forward and held me by my hair, "Open wide, faggot, and watch your teeth". I was about to have to suck someone. Worried what would happen if I didn't listen, I did as told, and I felt someone's cock slide over my tongue. It was musky and tasted salty and ripe. I didn't know who it was because all I saw was a white T and black leather in front of my eyes as he buried his cock all the way down my throat. I soon realized I was going to be sucking cock, but rather, someone fucking my throat, and all I had to do was give in and relax my throat. I did as was expected, and in a little bit, he buried himself down my throat, holding my nose against his stomach as he dumped his load in my gut. No sooner than he pulled out than another cock replaced his. Rinse and repeat, until all 5 had fucked my throat sore and fed me their loads. Then I was unlocked, and pushed to my knees, thankfully on a cushion. My wrists were locked behind me to my ankles in a way that I couldn't lean forward without bringing my ankles up and tipping over, or if I leaned back, I just fell backwards. Someone put a blindfold on me. I felt a gag go into my mouth, but it didn't feel right. There was a weight or something over it and I could run my tongue around a tube in the mouth gag. Then I started hearing liquid and felt it a second later on my tongue. I knew then someone was pissing into a funnel and it emptied right into my gagged mouth. I couldn't do anything but swallow as the sharp tasting liquid filled my mouth. "That's right faggot...just swallow it all. That's your job the rest of the night." "Horse, pull up the chair and supervise tonight. Make sure he stays upright." "Sure, Prez. I'll be here". With that, I heard people leave. And when we were alone, I'm assuming, Horse came close "I'm going to take a special liking to you. You'll always wear one of my blacked eyes and I'll make sure the rest of you is trained up right, boy". With that, I head new voices, and someone or someones walked in. "Fuck, Horse, man. Prez wasn't lying about having a faggot out here. Longer walk than the toilet in the Club, but it's a lot more fun." With that, I heard zippers and then the sound of piss hitting the funnel and flowing into my mouth. I swallowed as best I could, but when it started to slacken, another full stream was flowing in. When this was over, they just left. I'm guessing Horse hung out in there with me, but for the next several hours, I stayed in that position, and people would periodically come in and piss in the funnel and I'd drink it. At some point, Horse relieved himself, too, and I drifted off into a weird state, because the next real thing I knew, someone was undoing the chains and I was being pulled to my feet.

Part 2: My hair was hanging down in my face as my head was relaxed forward. I'd not but it up in a hairband since Nick told me he liked the long hair. But it wasn't the best in my current situation. Nick was kneeling in front of me....I could see his beautiful dark stomach and the faint Adonis belt before it disappeared behind the waistband of his faded jeans. My sex addled mind could focus on very little more than my desire to see what was hidden. Nick gathered my hair up in his hand and paused. "Hmmm. I think I need a solution for this pretty hair of yours....hold on a second". And with that, he disappeared from my view. A few moments later, he was kneeling again and I could see a thin cord of the same jute rope he had wrapped on my wrists. "I don't normally use this on a faggot's hair, but there's plenty enough time for me to use it elsewhere, too." He gathered up my hair tightly in his fist, and I knew he was basically tying my hair into a pony tail. When he was done it was just beyond be comfortable, but the soft "hmm"s and chuckles from Nick as he worked told me it was exactly what he wanted. "Now, back to you sucking my cock." He unbuttoned his jeans and let them drop down over his hips as he reached in and pulled out his cock. It was the biggest cock I'd played with, up to this point, and even bigger than the dildo I fucked myself with. He held my head up by my pony and slowly stroked himself. He was leaking precum, beading up at the head of his cock and slowly stretching towards the floor. I heard myself moan. I was so fucking hungry for that cock. Nick let my hair go and grabbed the poppers to hold under my nose again. "Take several strong huffs, pretty boy, and let go. Just ride the wave.....there you go....a couple of more...." Nick took a few hits himself and by the time he yanked on my pony again, I was well and truly in a popper haze. "Open your mouth and stick out your tongue. I better not feel any fucking teeth or I'll knock 'em down your throat. Stick out your tongue and open wide. I'll do the rest." I did as told and Nick guided his huge cock inside my mouth. I could taste all that precum and it was like heaven...a salty and sharp mix of flavor on my tongue and I knew I was hooked. Nick pushed in and used one hand on my pony to hold me steady and the other moved to my jaw. His grip in both places were like iron; he wasn't letting me go anywhere. He started slowly, pushing in to mouth and to the back of my throat...when it'd start to spasm he'd pull back...over and over...slowly giving my mouth and gag reflex time to adjust. "That's all the warm-up you get, pretty boy....time to take what I give you, now." With that, he pushed in forcefully, completely ignoring that spot where I'd start to gag and just pushed all the way down my throat. With my head in a vice, my wrists bound behind my back, there was nothing I could do. Nick set-up a brutal pace of fucking my throat....I immediately started crying and my spit was soaking his hand on my jaw and his cock was a slimy mess. Nick was calling me all sorts of names and yanking harder and harder on my hair. Every so often he would stop his fucking and just shove all the way down my throat...his curly pubes in my nose and his balls on my chin...and just hold it there. I couldn't breathe through all the snot and nose, and frankly even if I could Nick was so far down my throat, it wouldn't have mattered. "Choke on it faggot....choke on my fat cock."....and he'd pull back and start fucking again....then holding deep and making me struggle and go without breathing. "MMMMM. I love making a faggot choke out with my cock...can't breath can you, boy? So pretty watching you struggle....knowing in a few you're gonna go limp and black out...all from my cock. FUCK YEA! That's the best feeling in the world." But he'd pull out before that and brutally fuck my throat again. I have no idea how long this went on. I was lost in my own world of humiliation and domination and lightheadedness. Subspace or not, I just let Nick own my throat. And then he did it. He shoved back down my throat and held it. I'd given up struggling against him when he did this. I knew this game by now....over my head I heard him "Yea, pretty boy....such a good cocksucker. My pretty cocksucker now....time for a little nap." My chest was burning now, and a part of me knew he told me he'd do this and this was it.....he wasn't going to let me breathe...he was going to choke me out with his cock down my throat.....the darkness closed in around my eyes and....... I came to with a very hard slap across my cheek. "Wake the fuck up, faggot!" Nick growled at me. I opened my eyes to see him grinning at me and all I could think of was "fuck this man was a god and I worshipped him". He must have seen the look on my face because his grin got even wider and he rubbed my face telling me I was such a good boy for him. "Chase, pretty boy, you took that throat fucking like a champ. I'm so proud of you. You're making me so happy tonight." He kept running his hands over my face and smiling at me. "Now, whaddya say we make your fantasy come true and I piss up that beautiful hole of yours, hmm?" I could barely get out a whisper, "Yes, Sir, thank you, Sir". I tried to adjust my position on the ottoman, but found that even beyond my wrists being tied, now my hold upper body was wrapped in rope to the ottoman. Noticing, Nick told me "that's there to keep you safely on top....fucking your delicious throat made me realize you squirm a lot and I wanted to keep you secure." He patted my ass and moved around behind me. For a couple of minutes I had no idea what we was doing, but then he was back and talking to me. "Now, pretty boy, I know what you want tonight. And I'll give it to you. And you're such a pretty thing tied up for me and crying. You're the hottest little fag I've ever had, Chase. I'm a lucky man who gets to own you." He paused a second and was stroking my body from my shoulders to my ass and down my thigh. "Now, so far everything we've done was stuff you told me you were OK with, right?" I nodded. "Good, good. That's what a pretty boy like you deserves. We didn't discuss your safeword, and I've been good to not push things where you'd need it. Do you have a safeword, Chase?" "Yes, Sir....'peach' is my safeword." "Peach?!" Nick was chuckling..."how did you come up with that?" "From a joke....'what does a Junior Leaguer say during sex?....Peach...I think I'll paint the ceiling peach." I was smiling at the memory of my first BF telling me that joke. And Nick was full-on laughing with me. "Well, good as one as I suppose there is." I could hear the humor in his voice. But a second passed and the next time Nick spoke, he was close to my ear, and there was no humor in it. "But, my pretty little Chase....you don't get that tonight. Because you came into my world, all smiling and innocent and so fucking pretty. And you didn't once ask me about it...or mention it....and now you belong to me. And my faggots don't get safewords because I own them." I started panting and shaking. Fear gripped me and I was shaking me head. "Yeah, you're scared now, huh, faggot? I can see it....you're even whimpering for me. I love this part...I love seeing a new plaything realize just how fucked they are." I was babbling, and begging and crying and Nick stood up next to me....I could feel him towering over me as I begged to be let go, apologized, anything I could think to say, even if most of it was unintelligible through the tears. Nick straddled my bound body and he reached down, grabbing my head by the pony and pulling it up hard, craning my neck backwards. With his other hand he maneuvered a painters mask...a painters mask? over my nose and mouth....and then a second one on top of it. I immediately inhaled and knew there were poppers in/on? the masks. Once both were in place and I was inhaling the poppers with ever ragged breath, Nick let my head drop back down. "That should help keep you pliable, pretty boy. Don't worry, if you pass out, I'll take care of you. If you scream or yell or cry, I'll take care of you. But nobody will hear you, and nobody is going to stop you getting your fantasy tonight. You're tight little hole is going to be my piss pot right after I breed you like you were born to be." I was so high on the poppers I barely could tell what was happened from here and in what order. What I can remember is feeling Nick grab the plug in my ass and tug on it. He tugged a little and let it go.....tugged a bit more and let it go....tugged yet again and my hole struggled to stretch so he could pull it out, and he let it go....over and over tugging on it but never pulling it out. Then after a few minutes, and tugged and pulled the widest part out of my hole. I felt the stretch, just the wrong side of too much and it gave. But my relief was short lived. No sooner than it gave then Nick forced back in. I yelled. And he did it again. Over and over. As I started crying, he was laughing. "Oh, this is only the start, faggot. This hole is too tight and too fresh for all the plans I have" and "Cry all you want, pretty boy....it's music to my ears and only make me hungrier for what I have planned". My mind was barely aware of what was happening....the poppers in the painters mask had me so fucked up. I'd never had poppers like this and I struggled to stay conscious. I felt the mask suddenly fall away and Nick saying "that's enough of those"....and then he pulled the plug out of my hole for good. The entire length was gone and I could feel my hole clinching on nothing and trying to close. "oooooh, look at that pretty faggot hole....trying to close up after I gave it so much love....no, no, no....we can't have that can we, pretty boy?". I felt Nicks fingers slide inside me....there was at least 2....I wasn't sure....He was pumping his fingers in and out of my hole and what had been torture earlier was now so nice...I was moaning for him....moaning for his fingers and trying to twist and shimmy my ass to get more of them inside me. "Oh yeah, now your hole is wanting more....just how it always is....the first bit is always the hardest, making sure my new hole knows resistance means nothing to me and it will always give up to what I want." He pulled his fingers out. And then they came back and I knew my hole just opened up for him when he pushed them deep back inside. This time there was a sharp sting, like a nail caught on me, and then it burned. I yelped, "something's wrong...it's burning!"....Nick rubbed his hand on my ass, "nothing's wrong, pretty boy....sorry about that...it'll stop in a few and your hole will feel better than it ever has". He kept pumping his fingers in side me....the burning subsided....and then his fingers would leave my hole....then come back and I'd feel the little sharpness and burn again....but then it would fade....I think this happened 3 or 4 times, I'm not sure. I started feeling flush and hot all over my body. The popper haze was completely gone now but something else was making me feel weird. Like I felt weird in my own skin. Nick kept working my hole with fingers and and telling me I was such a good boy and a pretty boy and how my hole was becoming such a work of art. He reached forward and pulled the painters masks over my nose and mouth again "just for a few minutes, pretty boy....just until I get you used to my cock now." The scent of poppers overwhelmed me again and between the odd feelings in my head and body and hole, the poppers worked their way into my mind. I felt Nick remove his fingers and then I felt the head of his cock at my hole. I moaned when his head slipped inside, and he pulled it back out. "You sounded like you liked that, pretty boy. Did ya? Did you like your owner's cock slipping in your cunt?" He did it again, and I moaned even louder. "Oh yes, yes, I think you do." Ah few more times of teasing my hole like that and Nicked gripped my hips...painfully so, and then he fucked into my hole with one hard, unforgiving thrust. I yelled and the pain was overwhelming, especially when he breached my 2nd hole, without a single bit of prep. "Oh fuck yea!" Nick was yelling "Nothing better than forcing past a virgin second, especially a hole such as pretty as yours." Before I could really adjust, Nick was sliding all the way out and slamming back in, another shock of pain went through me and I cried out again. "mmm....yeah, faggot, keep crying for me like that". Over and over Nick kept slamming into me. Each time more pain and more cries and tears from me. "Ah...there it is, now your hole has given itself over to me....took more time than I thought it would, but I guess that just lets me know I'm the first man this deep inside you." I couldn't answer because I was in tears....my body was overwhelmed with the poppers, the odd feelings the rest of my body and hole feeling like they were on fire, and the pain. Nick reached forward and removed the mask again, and l could breath fresh hair, and he settled into a hard pounding, once the pain faded, the walls of my hole were like fire and Nick was rubbing them in all the right ways....I was moaning. "Yeah, moan like the slut in heat you are, faggot....I know what I got with you." He fucked me and I was in heaven. His long strokes and thick cock was everything I didn't know I was craving. After what felt like an eternity, Nick buried himself deep and draped himself over my back, pulling my pony back and biting down hard on my shoulder. I felt him convulse and his cock plump and knew he was breeding me. The first time I'd ever been bred, and here was this brutal man who refused to listen to a safeword and I was in heaven. I didn't know why I felt like I did, but I wanted him to keep fucking me more and more. But here he was filling me with his cum, and soon to be his piss. He pushed himself back up and and kept ahold of my hips. "Hold on, boy, you're about to get your fantasy." We both waited a moment, our breaths ragged. Then I felt it. "Aaaaaah, there it is, boy", Nick barely whispers. I felt the strangest sensation....a warmth that I wasn't expecting. Then I could feel the weight; Nick's piss was filling me up, fuller than I had expected. "Mmmm....such a wonderful feeling filling up my boy's cunt with my piss. All done now. Now, when I pull out, I want you to clinch up and hold it in."..."Yes, Sir." Nick began to slowly pull out and my hole was almost yelling at me to beg him "no" to not pull out. But he did, and I clinched up like he'd told me. Nick rubbed my ass, and then I felt something pushing at my hole again. "Let this in, boy....this is going to hold all my special piss inside you for a bit...make sure you get everything you need." As soon as I relaxed a bit, Nick forced the huge plug in my hole and even I could hear the squelch. "Such a pretty hole....you did a good job boy not letting my piss out. Now, we're going to keep you just like this for awhile. I'm going to get you some Advil and then, in a little while, we'll take you to the shower and get you emptied out. How does that sound, Chase? Does my pretty boy want to do this for me?" "Yes, Sir....very much for you, Sir" Nick stepped away and a few minutes later, he was back in front of me, holding two pills in his hand and a glass of water. "Take these, Chase, and it'll make you feel better, ease some of your discomfort." I let him put them on my tongue and drank the water through a straw. Nick patted my cheek softly and leaned over and kissed me. "There you are boy. Now you're going to feel really good, and you'll be mine. My pretty boy, my pretty little faggot, and my hole to abuse and share." "I'm sorry, what, Sir?" "You dumbass pretty boy. You've got a gut full of chem piss that's getting you higher and higher the longer it sits inside you. You had 3 shards shoved up your cunt and didn't even realize it. And now you just took a couple of pills of MDMA. You may've never been high before, but in about half an hour, you're going to be so fucking high, you won't even remember why this was a bad idea." Nick's voice was getting deeper and rougher as he told me this. "And now, you're mine. Tied down and going no where, and there's not a fucking thing you can do. You are now my property, and you won't ever walk out that door without a chain around your neck. Do you understand what property means, now, Chase? My very pretty piece of property?" I couldn't reply. Through whatever drugs or sex haze was in my head, I registered everything he said. But I couldn't speak....all I could do was let my head fall down when he let go of my pony and I cried. Sobs wrecked my body, and all Nick did was stand over me and laugh. "Don't worry....those drugs will make you feel good about everything soon enough. You'll soon be craving everything I have in mind for you. We just have to wait." With that, a bag or pillowcase or something went over my head and I heard Nick walk away leaving me right there on his ottoman.

I was reading through Gangbangsuperstars topic about being "worthless trash" and started thinking. [ Original thread ] Since I didn't wanna be a party pooper to the rather horny atmosphere over there (myself included), I felt these thoughts fit better here as it's own topic. I'm not trying to kinkshame anyone, please read the whole post ☺️. And I'm curious how these thoughts resonate with this community here on BZ! The question was "does it ever bother you that the men who fuck (and the men who watch you get used) you think you are worthless trash?" If we think of the term "worthless trash" in its literal sense: "having no value and could be thrown away (eliminated) without being missed", then honestly yes it would bother me, and I think it should bother to any bottom. If we really put the true meaning into this term, and feel okay with people feeling like it, or thinking about others that way - it should never be accepted. In my opinion I would interpret it as either loneliness on one side or psychopathy on the other. In both cases a really fucked up and wrong idea about humanity and the inherent value of all human beings. I really hope we help and support each other to feel respected, valued and love true meaningful lives with healthy human relationships. That said, I can really understand the idea of humiliation, getting used and being there only for the tops pleasure. I've been there many times myself, and have no plan to stop. I got rock hard and heroes off while reading the replies to the discussion mentioned above. But this power play is about something else, it's about consent, power, submission, trust, risk, surprise... So when I use language like "use me as your fuckhole, like a fucking whore! Do whatever you want with me sir!" it's part of the dynamic between me and my top. It's two sided, and it's part of the kinky sexual play. But I always try to keep my self respect intact. Even with a random top at a sex club, I let the power play be a part of my deliberate play with power. To let go is all about power. So it's true that being submissive is a way to experience power. In a way, being submissive can even build healthy confidence and self respect. The problem I see sometimes is that we can push this fetish too far. In my opinion we should never fetishize truly cruel and destructive things. But it's a fine and difficult line between amazing kink and just sad stories. Here on BZ there are a lot of great kinks and community with few limits, we need placed like this. I'm in no position to start moralizing about what is a healthy and what is a too extreme kink, I've done a lot of fucked up stuff I both do and do not regret, and my fantasies sometimes includes both pozchasing and getting drugged senseless to mention the perhaps most extreme. So I'm really not trying to be any kind of kink judge. I just truly believe that all humans are valuable , and deserve respect from themselves and from others. And sex is in my experience always better that way. So I hope that we through all the excitement and piggy kinks can remember that for sexuality to be part of our human experience, we need to help each other be humans.

When I lived in Kentucky there was a naked men’s group, Got to getter once a month. First hour was strictly social .After that off came the cloths and play began. All sucking and fucking. I usually sucked 3-;4 dicks But since I was one of few bottoms I got fucked a lot My favorite was sucking one guy while his partner fucked me. He came in my ass and immediately his partner slid his dick in me while I cleaned one dick his partner come in my ass. I could usually count on 6-8 loads unfortunately Covid changed all that and parties were put on hold

Watching you get used encourages others to do the same thing. Cumming inside is the best way to play for everyone involved

Went to a party last week with so many nice guys of similar interest. There was free beer and sodas and stacks of glasses to be filled as the party continued. Sometimes used and left on the table, sometimes filled in front of you and handed to you, for you to thank the pisser and enjoy in front of him. It was great. As friends were made there was more drinking right from the tap. For me this kind of party is far more intimate than splashing in tubs in wet clothes. Happy to meet you and enjoy your bodily fluids publicly. Nothing dirty about this.

I don't think that multiple guys, having sex 1 to 1 - qualifies as an "orgy". That word implies a bunch of men, each with some other guy's Cock in his mouth or Hole, his own Cock in a mouth or Hole, with a constant motion of swapping Cocks/Holes/Mouths. Tops serially fucking different Holes, bottoms taking different Cocks, Sperm being passed from Hole to mouths and back again, all in a constantly moving, writhing mass of men. No Cock ignored, no Hole ignored, ideally every Cock at least rutting in every Hole, every mouth at least tasting every Cock & every Hole, all in a lovely, magnificent maelstrom of pure, uninhibited joyful mating. Kinda like the darkrooms (or orgy room occasionally) over at Slammer - late on a Saturday night. It doesn't happen every Sat night, but when it does, it's magical.

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

Yes to almost all of them. Nothing feels more freeing to me than when I am in submission to another man / other men.

This is so hot, yeah! I had my wildest felching experience at Lab in Berlin last summer. It was late, so a lot of the guys had started to let into the urge to cum. So a lot of cum around on cocks and in holes. I was laying at a table beside my friend, both getting fucked continually. When guys came inside us, we took turns sitting on the others face, pushing out. Then we shared it with each other and the top if he wanted. A croud gathered around us in the dim lights, and guys joined in, breeding, cummin ginto our mouths or joining the cum kisses. This was going on for quite some time - it was insanely hot!

It's thethe least judgmental site around. Has reasonable rules to maintain order. I don't feel as alone, there are plenty of people who are as kinky and perverted as I am. For the most part the people who have different opinions than I do are civil and I've been able to have actual conversations.

I’m a long time bug chaser. I remember reading a story a long time ago about some dude having a rubber from a bin fucked into his hole. I think it may have been on another blog or forum. The idea of having a random used rubber in me was so new and hot. I nutted to that story so many times. I think looking for that originally got me here or it might have been from here, Idk. I don’t party and fuck as much as I used to so now this place is a way for me to stay connected to the community and act on my needs without being out in the thick of it all the time. I keep hoping I’ll get some of y’all (or all of you) in me someday but I don’t know anybody here that’s been in me yet. 😭 I appreciate all you nasty sluts.

my AID junkie brother :@)

I reckon I get bred by 200 to 300 a year so 1000 ain’t taking long

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

Maybe it is a lack of imagination on my part, but I can't say that I understand the worthless trash fetish at all, but the same is true of most fetishes. I see sexual fetishes as a means of enhancing the sexual act, they don't extend beyond that, and even so I'm uncomfortable with any fetish that is intentionally self destructive even if it is entirely fantasy.

Part 2 (Corrupting Matt) Part one of Steve's plan was already accomplished with Matt becoming familiar with hitting the pipe. He had to get thing ready for the next step and had a meeting with few of his really good customers from campus. He was sure to have a nice variety with a jock (a guy was was on his college swim team), a nerd boy and a couple in between. He showed them Matt's on line profile and told them to keep an eye out for when he might seek out a 'hook up'. Although all the guys at the meeting were poz, party boy barebackers, Steve made sure to let them all know not to push the issue about partying or unsafe sex with Matt, It was Steve's intention to be the first guy to not only fuck Matt bareback, but to breed him with his poz load. He told them that the first guy to get him to agree to let one of them come oveR his apartment would get free party supplies for a month. The plan was simple, once one of them got himself invited over Steve would catch the guy coming out of Matt's apartment. After this he would then come on to Matt one night after they smoked with the girls. Steve had the girls suddenly head out of town on a business trip leaving Matt a little sex starved. This had Matt needing sexual release and on line looking for an easy hook up with another buy to satisfy his need. It was early in the evening and Matt was on line looking. The guys Steve had recruited did their part in trying to get the discrete wrestler to comit to meeting. Eventually nerd boy got the wrestlers attention knowing full well that he (Matt) could be te crap out of him if he told anyone. Nerd boy emailed a full copy of the chat conversation he had with Matt before leaving his dorm room for Matt's apartment. While Steve waited for nerd boy to show up he read the chat the two had moments earlier. It was apparent that Matt was a top when it came to guys and that he planed on breeding nerd boy. Matt asked nerd boy about partying and (as instructed by Steve) down played his own expeirience with Tina. Nerd boy told Matt that he didn't party. It only took nerd boy 15 minutes to ride his bike over and Matt quickly ushered him inside. Steve watched the entire action on hidden cameras he had stratigically placed in the apartment one day while Matt was at wrestling practice. Sure enough they were on Matt's bed as nerd boy took Matt's cock down to the root before they ended up in 69. Steve could tell Matt had some experience with guys and started to wonder what Matt's expeirence was with bottoming. From the chat conversation Matt had with nerd boy it didn't show any informatikon that he ever tried bottoming. Nerd boy figured he'd try a few things out on Matt to see if he might get pleasure from having his ass played with since part of his job was to get intel for Steve. As the two got naked on Matt's bed it didn't take long before nerd boy had Matt's cock deep in his throat. While he was working Matt's cock he played with Matt's hole a little eliciting pleasant moans from the wreslter. But that was short lived and soon enough Matt had manuvered nerd boy into 69, eventually fucking the boy raw. Nerd boy toook 3 loads from Matts balls before telling Matt he needed to get back to the dorms. Steve knew it was his que to be right outside Matt's door as nerd boy left. Steve made sure that as nerd boy left Matt's apartment. As it was planned Steve came to Matt's door as nerd boy was exiting. Steve's excuse for coming to see Matt was that the girls called him and asked if he and Matt might be around for some late night partying when they got hom from their business trip. This was all part of the plan and worked like a charm. There was Steve at Matt's door as nerd boy was leaving the partent shortly after getting fucked full of Matt's cum. Nerd boy made a gesture to Steve like they knew each other leaving Matt exposed. Steve's eye contact with nerd boy and then with Matt was to let his tenant know he knew the well fucked kid who just left. Matt tried to play it off like he knew nerd boy from class, but (in some strange way) Steve's stare was to let Matt know that Steve knew what the two were doing. Steve then informed Matt that the girls would be back home within the hour and if he was up to party with them tha night adding the comment if his balls weren't already drained. The expression on Matt's face told the whole story as Steve attempted to get the jock pff gaurd by adding something about jerking off a lot while the co-eds were gone. The added comment seemed to ease Matt's mind as he said that if they were going to smoke he was sure he could work a few loads into the girls. Steve told Matt that he was welcome to hang with him until the girls got back and smoke a few while they waited. Matt agreed and told Steve he'd be right up after he changed into some other clothes. Steve told him to just grab a t-shirt since their clothes would end up on the floor shortly after the girls got back. Matt walked back into his apartment to grab a t-shirt as Steve followed behind him into the bedroom. Matt could not hide the mess the bed had become from the sex he had with nerd boy. Matt wondered if the bedroom reaked of sex as he grabbed a t-shirt and the two headed over to Steve's place. Once inside Matt could see a well packed pipe as Steve offered Matt something to drink while Matt sat down in the chair. When Steve came in with their drinks he sat down on the couch. Steve ut on some straight porn while they began to smoke. Steve took a blue pill out if a bottle he had on the coffee table. Matt asked what was the pill Steve had just taken. Steve let Matt know that he took a Viagra to help keep him hard since he knew that the girls would probably want to party hard that night and the rest of the weekend. Steve then offered Matt a blue pill telling the jock that it was probably a good idea that he take one too, but what Matt didn't know was that the pill Steve gave him was a nothing more then a sugar pill. Steve made sure to smoke Matt up as the two waited for the girls while talking Matt up and making sly comments about nerd boy to keep Matt off guard while the Tina began to cloud his mind and the GHB in his drink began to loosen his inhbitions. Before Matt knew it he had smoke 3 bowls of Tina and with the G affecting him the way Steve had hoped. Steve then made a comment about knowing nerd boy. Without thinking, Matt admitted nerd boy left his apartment with 3 of his loads inside his ass. By this point Matt hadn't noticed that the porn playing changed from straight porn to bi porn. Steve then made the comment that it appeared that the co-eds weren't the only bisexuals that lived there as he shot his gaze directly into Matt's sole. Matt knew he was outed as he hoped Steve wouldn't tell anyone. Steve assure Matt that his secert was safe with him as his phone beep telling him that he received a text message. As Steve read the 'message' out loud letting Matt know that the girls got a flat tire and had to get a hotel room for the night and wouldn't be back until the next day. Matt said he was so damn horny and was looking forward to fucking the girls as he attempted to stroke himself hard. Steve told the jock the night shouldn't be a total loss as he stroked his own hard cock. Matt was no longer in control of his actions as Steve pulled him by the hand and guided the jock's head to his crotch. Instinctively Matt took his landlord's cock into his mouth and began to suck the hard, 8" cock like nerd boy had done to him only a few hours earleir. Steve grabbed Matt's drink off the coffee table and told him to drink it down as headed up stairs to Steve bedroom. Matt handed the empty glass to Steve as the 2 naked men began to kiss before Steve pushed Matt to his knees allowing Matt to resume sucking Steve's cock as Steve turned the bedroom TV on as it played gay bareback porn. While Matt was showing Steve his cock sucking skills he had no clue that before the night was through Steve was going to be sliding his raw, poz cock inside his neg ass and filling him with multiple loads of poz cum. Matt comtinued to try and stroke his cock hard. In his drugged up mind Steve was the one who was going to get fucked. Matt showed his frustration with his inability to get hard when he stopped sucking Steve's cock saying "FUCK! I'm so damn horny and I can't get hard!" Steve pulled Matt to his feet kissing him before guiding him onto his back on the bed. Steve then got between Matt's legs and began to suck his soft, Tina dick. Matt's head began to role from side to side as he moaned while enjoying the blow job still not being able to get completely hard. While Steve had him distracted from the suck job he was receiveing Matt barely noticed the lubed finger circling his hole. It wasn't long before Steve eased a finger inside the jock's butt elliciting a deeper moan from the unsuspecting jock. Steve was guessing that Matt was probably a virgin as he felt the tightness of his ass on his invading finger. Steve took his time as he urged Matt to hit a freshly packed pipe Steve had next to him making Matt think that hitting the pipe would help him get hard. What the jock didn't know was that the more he smoke Tina, the harder it became for him to get hard, the more he was falling under Steve's control. By the 5 hit on the pipe Steve had worked a second finger inside the jock. As the two fingers became three Steve had pulled out his well stashed Tina container that held several nice chunks of meth. As Matt continued to smoke the pipe Steve took two good shards and (as he switched hands) pushed three finger from the opposite hand and the two shards of Tina inside jock boy's hole. In between moans Matt made a comment about his butt burning while Steve could feel Matt's hole begin to relax as the TIna melted. Steve was now able to work a fourth finger inside Matt as he began to lube his cock with his free hand. Matt had no clue he was a few minutes away from becoming Steve cum dump as Steve's cock was rock hard and leaking like a fucet. Steve made sure to put some Tina on his lube cover cock as he moved up to take (what he guessed was) Matt's virgin ass. As the tip of Steve's hard cock touch Matt's sensitive hole it brought jock boy back to reality as he looked up to see Steve climbing on top of him with his legs under his arms. Matt thought for a moment how he had been in Steve's position so many times and now the roles were reversed as he felt the tip of Steve's cock easily slide inside him. Steve took his time as he slowly worked all Tina coverd 8" inside Matt. By this point the sensation of the first cock to ever to enter Matt's hole had him thinking the slight burning he felt was from taking his first cock ever. Matt never thought about bottoming, he had akways thought he was a top, but now he was mentally getting ready to being fucked and soon Steve was going to make sure he knew he was not only getting fucked raw, but taking a poz cock and, eventually,being bred full of poz cum. Steve looked down at the jock impailed on his rod and as he slowly began to pull out and push back in said to his tenant, "DAMN BOY! Your ass feels nice and tight. I bet that I am the first guy to hve his cock inside your jock ass." Steve's words brought Matt to the reality of what was happening in the moment as a moan escaped through his lips giving away exactly what Steve was guessing as Matt only able to shake his head acknowledging his former virgin status. With that information now known Steve began to pull out and push back in with more purpose. He knew he was good for 5 loads the way Matt's ass felt as it gripped his cock wiht each stroke. After about 15 minutes of Matt taking the first cock of his life fucking him Steve knew it was time for Matt to know that he was getting his jock ass fucked bareback. He grabbed one of Matt's hands and guided it to his hole as he stared into the jock's eyes. Steve leaned in closer to Matt as he softly spoke, "Feel how my hard cock is working your hole." Matt felt the hard cock that took his virginity and as he realized that he was taking a bare cock began to panic at first before he realized that it was the exact wat that he had fucked every guy (and girl) to that point. And after telling Steve that nerd boy left with 3 loads of his own cum how could he complain and ask Steve to stop and put a condom on. Besides, he loved the skin on skin feeling. Matt said to Steve, "FUCK YEAH, GIVE ME THAT RAW COCK!" This surprised Steve who responded with, "Yeah, does my jock bitch like raw cock fucking him? I know you like giving raw cock and your cum to others. You want my load jock boy, you ready to be my cum dump?" Steve was really fucking Matt long dicking him, at time he pulled completely out before slamming back in balls deep with Matt moving his ass to meet each thrust. Matt answered the man fucking him, "Yes I want your load. Breed me like I've bred others. Turn me into your cum dump." With that Steve thrusted hard and deep as his cock spasmed while he unloaded his first load inside Matt's ass. Without going soft and not missing a beat he began to work the poz cum nside Matt as he began working for load number two. He knew it was time to let Matt know he not only took his first load, but his first poz load. As Steve began to work towards his second load he let Matt know that although Steve had bred his breeding was not like the ones Matt had done on the asses (and pussies) he had fucked before. Steve was again fucking Matt hard as he was about to breed his jock boy cumdump he stared into Matt's eyes and as he shot load two let Matt know that Steve was breeding him with a charged load, a poz load. Matt had a stunned look on his face as he continued to take the fucking, and three more poz loads, Steve before Steve finally pulled his cock out of Matt's well fucked hole only to have Matt instructively suck Steve's cock clean when he gave Matt his sixth load of the night for Matt to eat.

lol..I suspect most of us recieved early instruction on cocksucking from older menRemember the first time I teased a man's cum out with my lips tongue and throat.He got so into it he held me head against his body as he came and I couldn't breathe...but the feeling of accomplishment stayed with me and I was so proud to have finally done that!Even if it was in a park restroom....