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just had him 3 more times in a day. its saturday funday and both him and his bf are out at the pool this evening. im vibing, hanging out in the hot tub with them having a few beers and the redheaded twink offers to clean up some of the garbage and fetch a few more bottles from their apartment, so i offer to help. 😈 we made it upstairs and i offered a quickie, but he started whining about his boyfriend and saying he had to get back to the pool. so i fished out my hardon and put his hand on it, told him just a nice quick one, in and out. i stuck my hand down his swimtrunks to seal the deal, gave his hole a nice firm little rub and was ready to keep arguing but he shucked off his trunks, leaned over the kitchen counter and just grumbled, "get in there." it was hot. just a quick spitfuck, maybe 2-3 minutes. he shot a crazy big load all over the front of the dishwasher in the first minute. I got a little verbal too, told him to take my load like a good boy, pumped him full, and we were done. he cleaned up his mess with a dish towel and we walked back down to the pool. it was so fucking hot watching him lay out on an adirondack chair babbling about some amazon special to his boyfriend knowing his little ass was full of my cum. His BF left for work about 2 hours later so of course i showed up again. its turned into a thing, my dick slides inside him about four nights a week. the only difference was tonight he was pre-loaded. ive gotten a little piggy about how much cum i can make him take too. I like to breed him nice and deep, then slide down and finger him until he gapes and i can watch my load run out. we fucked three times before he cleaned my cock and sent me home. i fucked up and forgot to turn off my alarm clock for the weekend, so im up at 5 am now. got some water, flipped through reddit, and looked at the clock. his bf doesnt get back from work until about 8-9 am, so i texted the redhead a few times to see if i could get him up. I made an excuse that i left my carkey in his apartment and made my way back around 6:45 am and once i got there i didnt even have to ask, he just got nice and close by the door and said "is it hard?" I fucked him with his pajama bottoms around his ankles on the couch and watched my cum run down his balls the whole time. it took 30 minutes or so but i managed to finish inside him again. i fucking love love love his little fuckhole.

Apex sat in his car reading the message from “HIV Negative boy in a strictly closed Marriage”: I can’t stop reading your profile, looking at your pictures and fantasizing about your poz cock in my ass The problem is I truly love my husband, Ted. He is everything to me… except the dangerous bad noy I fell in love with. He changed to make me happy. To show me he was serious about making a life with me so how can I complain? I just miss the irresponsible, crazy romantic, motorcycle riding dangerous man he used to be. I need danger and excitement in my life but I also need him I’m alone all weekend and I think if you tell me to come to you I will. I have to have something dangerous in me and your cock is pure danger in so many ways. I’m hoping a dose of danger from you will satisfy my need and if I get pozzed I cam say it happened at work so I won’t lose my Ted. I can’t lose my Ted Let me know W. Apex smirked at the screed. This W was a little sloppy, Telling him the name of his husband and he didn’t notice that in the picture of his ass, which he had taken in a mirror, that there was another man visible in the background. Probably this Ted guy The message was typical. The sluts always loved their husbands and just needed a little danger. He wondered what this W did that he could get pozzed at work. Something in healthcare most likely. The ass picture was nice and this W met all his qualifications, so Apex decided to message him later and arrange a hookup for tomorrow, Maybe he could poz the needy little slut in the bed his husband fucked him in He went inside the hotel and to room 306 where his next hookup waited The man stepped back and let him in. “Hi, my name is Ted” he said a bit nervously Apex almost laughed. If he had been uncertain because the reflected image of this man he had just seen was not to clear, the name confirmed it. This was W’s, husband. This man was the rarest of rarities tor Apex, He said he was cheating AND since he only topped he was an anal virgin. That combination was almost irresistible. The potential to get both partners pozzed was so much higher “Well Ted, Lets get you pozzed up like the worthless slut you are” Apex said as he began stripping Ted’s eyes flashed a bit angrily at the words “worthless slut” But he didn’t say anything “How do you want me?” he asked instead “On your back Bitch, this is a breeding and that’s the best position to get you pregnant” Apex said and there was that flash of anger again. This Ted was not reacting like the typical cheating sluts he usually pozzed but his anger just made it even hotter for Apex Ted had dark brown hair cut in a slightly longer style that was currently in,, gray eyes, and a six o'clock shadow. He was one of those guys who had to shave twice a day His body was hairy and muscular and his cock was an impressive 9 inches, well impressive to anyone but Apex. He had a pretty ass but from the picture Apex knew his husbands was prettier Ted lay on his back and pulled his legs up as Apex used a convenient bottle of lube sitting on the nightstand then climbed into the bed his long thin limbs making him look almost like a skeleton, like death itself mounting this healthy neg man to give him it’s blessed disease Apex put the head of his cock at Ted’s unprotected neg hole and began rocking forward ever so slightly, coaxing that hole to open up and let his death stick in. The neg virgin gasped in pain as the head managed to pop in. Apex let him adjust for a moment and the pulled back out and pushed in harder. The look of shock on Ted's face was almost funny as about 7 inches rammed up into him. Apex slowly worked in further until he reached the inner ring. He pulled out until only the head was in then slammed back in bursting through that inner barrier “Holly fucking shit!” Ted gasped.t ears of pain running down his face. He was not enjoying this one bit and it was obvious to Apex that this man would probably never enjoy being fucked so he got even rougher. Ted was just another cheating slut like them all. Like Peter and they all deserved Apex’s gift He slid in and out of the writhing man who wasn’t even halfway hard and though "At least one of us is enjoying themselves". Ted's ass was as tight as a glove Ted stared up at him with a look of stony hatred on his face and Apex finally had to ask “Why are you doing this? You obviously don’t want this” he said still sliding in and out. He had no intention of stopping but he was curious now “I’m going to beat you to the punch, you evil bastard! No one is going to poz Warren but me! Now shut up and fuck me!” Ted snarled at him Apex was the one who was shocked this time, though he kept fucking “How did you even know who I was or that your husband was interested in me?” Apex asked “Warren can be a bit of a ditz and he never locks his phone, He left it in the bathroom last week and I heard him get a text so I picked it up to take to him, The screen lit up and there you were staring out at me" Ted said resentfully "Even worse there was cum on the back of the phone. He’s been beating off to your picture. He shoots all over and always misses some in the clean up” Ted said in a almost hopeless voice “I love him so much and maybe if I am poz like you he won’t leave me. He thinks I’m at a work seminar this weekend. I will even lie to him to keep him” “You are getting pozzed to kee[ your husband? Fuck, you are taking my gift out of love for him?” Apex asked slamming in hard “I don’t know what else to do to keep him!” Ted said, groaning in pain as that 12 inch toxic cock slid in and out of him “Fuuukkkk, here it comes! I’m pozzing your ass now!” Apex groaned and his balls started to empty toxic cum into this man who was not at all like the sluts he usually pozzed Ted just took it. He wanted this but not for himself. He was possibly sacrificing his neg status for his Warren. He would give anything to keep Warren As Apex caught his breath the voice in his head whispered “You still have time, You can hook up with with the other little slut before his husband gets home! You can get them both!” “No, not this time” Apex thought back Ted just lay there under him “I just hope this is enough” he said quietly to himself “I know what he wans and it’s honestly not me” Apex said, for once not wanting to break up a couple to make them pay for what Peter had done to him He didn’t stop to think about how twisted that thought was. It was just a part of who he was now, who Peter and his dad and his life had made him Apex reached out a long thin arm, picked up his phone off the nightstand and said “This came in just as I got here today” And he showed Ted the message from W. “He just wants the old you back” Apex told the man as he read “I have not touched him yet and I won’t if he never contacts me again “Fuck, I’m an idiot! I thought he wanted safe and stable. He didn't start dating me for real till I sold my motorcycle and he didn't accept my marriage proposal till I got a real job" Ted said “Did he ask you to change?” Apex asked. He was amused by the fact his cock was still in the man’s ass. He started slowly sliding in and out again. He wasn’t going to try to break these two up but he still wanted to try to make sure Ted was pozzed before he left Ted thought about it. not noticing what Apex was doing as he tried to remember Finally he said “No, he never did ask me. I just assumed” He was unconsciously pushing down on Apex's cock and his own cock was finally responding, probably because he was thinking so hardf about his husband “Maybe I was wrong about him learning to enjoy getting fucked” Apex thought with a smirk as his 12 inches worked it’s magic again. He sped up his thrusts and stroked Ted’s 9 inches in his bony hand “Slap him around a bit when you share my gift with him and he will love you forever” Apex said Ted felt his body responding to the fucking despite itself and groaned. This hurt so good… he already had one poz load in him… why not take another? Apex pushed in to the hilt and blasted his second load into this lovestruck fool as Ted’s cock erupted with cum that hit his chest and chin “Why did you show me that message? I don’t het the feeling that you are a very compassionate guy” Ted asked as they dressed “Because you are the first man I have fucked who didn’t remind me of my Ex, You did this out of love. Your Warren has no idea how lucky he is” Apex told him. For some reason he remembered his name was really Apollo for the first time in quite a while as he walked out of the room The voice in his head grumbled but Apex ignored it It was late evening now and as he walked through the lobby, past the hotel bar a young man coming of it stumbled into him “Hey Buddy!” The drunk boy said Come drink with me! I’m getting married tomorrow right here in this hotel and she’s a great girl! I’m so lucky!” Despite just having cum twice Apex’s cock started to get hard and the voice stopped grumbling He helped the man straighten up “That’s great! Let me buy you a drink or two to celebrate” he said steering his next victim back into the bar. Several drinks later he helped his new friend up to his room, carried would be a more accurate word than helped Apex shoved the boy face down on the bed then went back to close and lock the door He stripped the handsome straight boy who had long brown hair and an athletic build He used the boys own belt to tie his hands behind his back stuffed his briefs into his mouth and used his socks to tie the gag in place Then he stripped and crawled on top of this helpless soon to be married straight boy and pushed his cock in slowly The boy was unconscious and so relaxed from all the alcohol that it was not that hard to get his toxic poz cock up that neg hole He took his time, tearing up that undefended hole and getting it ready for impregnation with his viral babies He fucked the bride groom for hours and when he heard moans and saw movement he untied the gag, pulling his massive cock out till only a few inches was still inside. He had learned a trick for taming straight boys. The arch in his cock made the head slam right into the prostate when fucked them from behind and he pulled this far out. He rubbed that prostate bump repeatedly, keeping up the grinding till the boy was pushing back on him “Fuck dude! I can’t believe you are fucking me! God that feels so good! Don’t stop man!” the boy ground, stull half drunk “I’ve already shot two loads of toxic HIV positive cum in you. You want one more before I go ,pretty boy? It’s my wedding gift to you” Apex said “God just do it man! Cum in me!” The straight boy groaned spreading his legs wider Apex shoved in to the hilt and fired his fifth load of the day into the hopelessly pozzed ass and he felt the tell tail spasms around his cock that said the boy was cumming without touching himself He untied the boy who was asleep again and left him there “Enjoy your wedding” he said as he shut the door behind him It was 2 am when he got home, He fell into bed and passed out as the voice purred happily in his mind *********************** Warren was a little bummed that Apex Predator had not responded to him but he kind of felt like he had dodged a bullet too He heard a motorcycle pull up outside. Ted was not due back till tomorrow so he didn’t think much of it. Ted drove a sedan not a motorcycle anyway The front door burst open and Ted walked in, He wore jeans, a skin tight white t-shirt and a pair of dark sunglasses. His stylish hair has been cut down to a crew cut “Get your ass over here and kiss me bitch” he snapped at Warren “Show me how much you missed me” Warren was shocked but he flew to this new Ted's, or was it the old Ted’s arms and kissed him hard “You weren’t supposed to be home till tomorrow Baby!” Warren said “I wasn’t at a work seminar I was in a hotel room cheating on you” Ted said mater of factly “Wa… what?” Warren asked. He felt like Ted had thrown a glass of ice water in his face “You heard me bitch. Does the name Apex Predator ring a bell? You know, the guy you were going to cheat on ME with this weekend? That’s who I was with” he said a bit coldly “How did you know that?” Warren squeezed “Maybe someday you will learn to lock your phone” Ted said as Warren backed away, shaking his head Ted reached out, grabbed the front of Warren's shirt and pulled him nose to nose with him “You listen to me you stupid little slut. YOU ARE MINE! No one will poz you but ME! You got that? You understand me?” Teed shouted right into his face Warren was scared shitless… and so hard he was dripping in his shorts. He nodded numbly as Ted let him go “You want your Bad Boy back? You got it! I traded my car for a bike and I’m quitting my job. You can afford all the bills on hat you make so I’m going to let you take care of your man like the good little bitch you are” he snarled hitting off the words “I went our and got myself pozzed just for you and this is the price you are going to pay for that! If it didn’t take I will go back till I have it but NO ONE but me touches you? You got that?” he said in a menacing voice “Yes Baby, I don’t want anyone but you anyway!” Warren said throwing his arms around him and kissing him Ted smiled then and all his love for Warren showed in his eyes He pulled a small box out of his pocket, sank to one knee and opened it. There was a set of black rings inside and Warren was a little confused “Baby, I love you so much, I want to renew our wedding vows but this time you are getting the real me. Your Bad Boy is back to stay” he said and it was a promise “Will you marry me again?” he asked Warren nodded then said “Yes! Oh hell yes I will! I love my Bad Boy so much!” They slipped the new rings on their fingers and Warren noticed that they snuggled up to their old wedding bands perfectly He practically dragged Ted into the bedroom and it was the best sex they had ever had Ted would slap his ass as he slammed him from behind and every time he did he said “Mine!! This is MY ass!” Later as they lay in each other’s arms Ted said “I’m not really going to quit my job. Weddings are expensive and I want to do it up big this time” squeezing the center of his univers “I’d like that” Warren said snuggling in deeper Three months later they were both almost disappointed to test neg “Do you want me to go back to Apex for another round?” Ted asked “You know , it’s kind of crazy but I do want you to” Warren said after some thought “I want to be pozzed but I only want it from you” “I really want to poz you too, I want to share that with you forever” Ted said as he pulled out his phone and pulled up the Bareback Only app “Besides, we have to get an address from him so we can send him a wedding invitation” Warren said ************************************************************************************************************* Next Chapter: Enter The Doctor Let me know what you think! Scanbu

Author’s Note: This is intended to be a fantasy story, not just a fiction story. When I say fantasy, I mean that this will have fantasy elements, unworldly, magical, elements to it eventually. I tend to write stories that people do very much enjoy (at least from the comments), yet I am not the best at keeping them running. I do hope this is enjoyed, and I of course hope that I will be more dedicated in my efforts to continue the saga. PART 1 The night itself was misty, the remnants of a stronger storm that had blown through earlier. Closing in on 4am, the wet pavement and puddles reflected the various back alley lights, sparsely populated down the alleyway. The night was still sweltering, a humid, sticky and sweaty night. Jake stepped without care, the sound of his clunky skater shoes, which greatly accentuated his perfectly smooth and pencil-like skinny legs, echoing into the cacophony of the night. The city doesn’t matter, every city has slums, ghettos, trashed areas where people, in many ways, live more freely. Yes they reek of pain and hurt, yet they are abundant in their pleasure. This city, name regardless, the same. The overground foliage to his right choked through the rusty and imbalanced chain link fences running the length of the massive strip mall. Sounds of couples arguing, beats of overwhelming loud music, lovers climaxing all from the homes over the gate, juxtaposed with the moaning of the dark corners of the alley. From cheaters looking for a quick hookup behind a nasty dumpster, to druggies and homeless sleeping in the black corners where the lights could not touch them, the alley itself was a haven for the darkness, for the hidden, for the chaos. Passing under a pulsating streetlight, this one more orange than the last, its muffled sound of an electrical short buzzing high above on the bent wooden pole above him, illuminated his features. Brilliantly beautifully blonde, which natural highlights and lowlights of varying degrees of slightly darker dirtier brownish messy hair, long enough to grab, but barely passing his ear, shone in the brief spotlight. His incredibly slender, tiny, swimmers build accentuated as well. No muscle, just skinny, no body hair, an extremely tight little waist, all legs, no ass. Jake didn’t care if he fit the mold. He believed, no, knew, what was beautiful, what men craved. His hybrid body between male and female, his soft facial features, his willingness to bend femininity partially in his looks, into a more masculine personality, was a nexus of all the right attributes. While his friends, whom he had slept with every one, tried to fit into the new trend of twunk, Jake was unapologetically twink. Passing into a darker part of the alley, he savored the chaos. Another thing that made him different was the darkness inside him. He was still learning to figure out what it meant, but he had come to terms that chaos itself aroused him like none other. His perfect skin coated with a layer of sweat, made him radiate, and he know that anyone in the alley, from their masked areas, their protection of their dumpster hideouts, were staring at him, licking their lips with desire. And truly, he enjoyed every eye his way, regardless of him seeing them or not. His outlook on life was one of much more realism than most. We are what we crave, and we all crave deep down. Profoundly cynical of any higher morals, at 20, Jake felt he had understood the carnal roots that flowed like a river through humanity. The key was unlocking those roots, letting people learn to give in to them, not deny them. It went against what he was taught throughout life in many ways, but he also couldn’t subscribe to a life without ultimate pleasure, whatever the cost. That was the chaos. Jake knew deep down that he was chaos, that he and chaos were the same. He was a burning ball of pleasure, uprooting the norms of society wherever he went, and he made no apologies for it. He craved, to his very core, the feeling of breaking societal norms, to doing the things that felt the most wrong, because in the end, the pleasure that gave him was overwhelming. He drank in the insanity and ecstasy it brought to his mind. As he tumbled through his first two “adult years”, he learned that every step deeper into the chaoe made him desire so much more. Like the term chasing the dragon, it was never enough, and Jake was uniquely positioned to want more, every day, every moment. Passing by a homeless man whose entire life laid bare in garbage bags and a rusty shopping cart, Jake felt at home. This alley, long, narrow, full of mystery and darkness, craving and despair, was so normal to him. The homeless man didn’t give him much attention. He was sure the man wasn’t used to such a beautiful specimen walking near him, yet the man probably held no desires for him either. A shame, because even the slightest interest and Jake would have no issue giving himself freely. That was another mentality that Jake married with his hedonist attitude – giving of ones body freely. Jake wanted to be owned by the world, he wanted to be the boy the broke the bonds of desire and gave men exactly what they wanted. A sharp yet disturbed smile crossed his face thinking about the first time he lowered his tiny ass down on a homeless man. The rush of pure fowlness from the act, something very few people would do, especially at the level of his beauty, drove him forward that night. To feel that man’s hands, shaking out of pure pleasure, as he groped Jake’s 19 year old dream body, made Jake begin leaking profusely down his 5 inch cut cock. He listened to the rhythm of the man’s breathing, as his hole welcomed the homeless mans cock into his warmth. The fast breathing from the man stopped, and indelible sign of him in awe at the pleasure that he was receiving. With the man sitting against the dumpster, Jake straddled him pushing him deeper inside. The breaths started again, but much slower. It wasn’t that the man wasn’t excited, it was that his excitement and morphed into reality, his hands slide up and down Jakes skinny body, less excited, more in awe and craving every inch. Jake’s eyes rolled behind his lids. There was beauty in this. This man, stinking of booze, understood what he was holding. He gingerly grabbed Jake’s boney hips, something that Jake recognized made the man a bit harder, and slowly started working Jake up and down. In the pale combination of the moonlight that night, and the reflection from the orange street lamps, the man could make out the glorious tattoo covering Jake’s back. Jake’s shoulders, covered in what appeared to be angel wings. However the feathers at the bottom of the wings were molting, down his back, on fire. The molted, burned feathers piled in a neat burned pile at the small of Jake’s back, where very appropriately, Jake’s tramp stamp had the word “MONSTER”. Jake had designed that tattoo with great care. His angelic looks represented the angelic wings upon his should blades, but his demonic and hedonistic nature was represented in their molting and burning. He was chaos, he felt he was born for this. The man’s breathing and picked up pace again. Of course it had, Jake was in a trance, his perfect hips gyrated with tenderness yet desire to milk this man’s cock like he never had before. He wanted to give him the ultimate pleasure, but he wanted the man to suffer forever knowing that he would never have a fuck like Jake again, unless he somehow came upon him. Chaoe. Jake loved the dichotomy of his actions. To give such pleasure as to leave the person emotionally, physically, and spiritually devasted. When he was in anyones arms, he was their god. When he left, he was their nightmare. He was the monster that at 18 he really started to contemplate, and a year later, he had begun to live his vision. Jake picked up the pace. Nevermind the fact that the dirtiness of his act had already made him cum twice, he was still in his trance. This cock was the greatest thing inside him. No condom, no questions, just pure skin to skin bliss with a stranger. Every cock, when it was in him, was the greatest thing to him. The man was moaning, gently. It felt like a lovemaking session in many ways, from the gentleness of his hands on Jake, to the volume of his breathing, intimacy abounding in a crooked way. No there was no love here. Love didn’t surround Jake. But false pretense of love, of intimacy, was just as palpable and desirable. This lead to every fuck, to Jake, being the best one there could be. The man’s right hand crept up Jake’s chest, with Jake pulling off his shirt. He now was in a blue jock strap and clunky shoes, and nothing else, riding this homeless man by the dumpster. The man’s hand swirled around Jake’s nipple, feeling the barbell piercing, and moved higher to his neck. Jake felt the man being to squeeze his neck, and Jack let out a tone…not so much a sigh, but a sound of pleasure. The deed was moving in this direction now. The man had groped and touched Jake all over by now, Jake’s hole and been thrusted into hundreds of times, and now the man was allowing himself to understand the object of Jake’s nature. It was only right and responsible, of course, for Jake to lean into it. As the man clenched Jake’s throat, Jake’s sounds became more audible, ricocheting throughout the alley that night. He didn’t care. Who would stop him? Who wouldn’t want in on this action? And he would give it to them. The man’s left hand continued to hold onto Jake’s hip pulling him down harder. The deed continued to escalate. Jake followed what was indicated. Slowly he picked up his thrusting down on the man’s dick. Within minutes, the slow, almost beautiful start was a wicked fuck session with Jake’s boney ass slamming up and down upon this man’s thighs. Cum dripped down Jake’s balls onto the pavement below, the man too busy being completely wrapped up in his own headspace to realize that Jake had now cum four times. He hadn’t even touched Jake’s dick, he was only involved with focusing on milking his DNA into Jake now. The world melted away from them both. The sounds emanating from them become guttural, without any regard for the rest of the residents of this dark alley. Jake was not only feeling ecstasy, but he was seeing it. The colors of the alley, the darkness mixed with the moonlight, the warm tones of the spare streetlights, the bits of greenery that existed, all created a kaleidoscope effect to his eyes. In some ways he left his body, his mind looking down at the deed, his white cum scattered in front of him on the asphalt, his eyes rolled into the back of his head, seeing the man begin to scream “oh god! Oh god!”. The sound of his ass slapping against the man were so loud at this point. Jake could see that he was completely possessed by this act, this act of lust, this act of chaos. As the man’s cries become louder and Jake understood he was close to his orgasm, Jake pulled off him, flipped himself around, and started to ride this homeless man staring him in the eyes. Jake stared his truly piercing blue eyes into the man’s, into his heart, into his soul, into his very fiber of his being. He bent forward, fucking himself on this man’s cock as hard as possible. Beads of sweat glistening all over his body. He was the angel of beauty, and the despot of pleasure. He locked his lips with the man, causing an electricity to shoot through them that was beyond description. The man was making so many noises, yet Jake continued to make out with him. He could taste the alcohol on his tongue. Jake loved himself, was so proud of himself. The man held tight on Jake’s hips instantly, slamming into him harder than ever before and holding him down. “Yes! Give yourself to me!” Jake whispered. Sultry, darkly, Jake wanted this moment to be remembered. “I don’t care where you or your dick has been sir, fill me with you. Do it! Fucking do it!” Jake’s orders rang true as the man exploded into a shaking orgasm. Jake felt the cum erupt so deep inside him that he began his fifth, but by far his most explosive orgasm himself. He watched his average dick fire off massive wads of cum shooting over the mans head and coating the dumpster with his signature. The man’s cock pulsed powerfully inside Jake as he started to ride it again, desperate to milk this strangers loads as deep in his as possible. Jake didn’t care about the man’s pleasure at this time, this was about him, this was about his desire, his NEED, to have ever single drop that this man could provide him. It was written into Jake, this absolute addiction. He sound of the amount of cum flowing from Jake’s ass and recoating the cock that just obliterated his hole with that thick milk only intensified the moment. The man’s orgasm was intense, still greatly firing off loads inside him. Jake had stopped cumming, but his cock was pulsating to the point of pain. He leaned in and made out wildly, any effort at all to bring this man to give him any more drops of his DNA. Jake was covered in sweat, which felt amazing as the man’s hands went back to exploring, and now slipping all over his body as he emptied every last bit of himelf into Jake. Pulling off his dick, kneeling on the asphalt, Jake immediately attacked the homeless man’s 7 inch cock with his mouth. Never would Jake leave the scene without ensuring he could get every drop of cum that didn’t make it into his ass. The man looked upon in wonder, disgust, amazement, at this slut that outdid any other slut he’d ever known to exist. Not only was the boy a wild ball of chaos and sin, but he was of ultimate perfect beauty, and had just given that freely to him. Jake remembered that incident well, because of course it happened in this alley. It was his favorite alley to cruise. Many more he had visited, and many more he had fucked in, some he woke up in the next morning, sometimes even naked. But this was his first, that year ago, when he decided there was absolutely nothing he wouldn’t do to continue his quest for absolute chaos. Now, amongst his many other escapades, and hundreds of back alley breedings he had received, his need to chase the dragon flared again. The level he had reached was not his final landing point, he had much deeper to delve. Tonight was not productive in the alley. Wherever its normal residents were, they were either asleep in the darkness, or out up to their own devices. It didn’t matter, this was a place of life for Jake. It was home, in a way a home from home, and whatever broken part of his brain that enjoyed this, needed to breathe it in from time to time. Coming to the end of the alley, he turned, walking another two blocks through some very dilapidated streets. This was a rough neighborhood, but Jake fed upon it. It didn’t matter to him. Risk was an addiction, and he was fully addicted and quite educated in the street life. He walked with confidence and without fear, it just wasn’t a part of him. A few more blocks and he came upon and larger brick home. The street itself was just as fucked as the rest of them. Front lawns filled with tall grasses and weeds, litter scattered all about. Some homes stood as a tribute to the shallow husk of their former selves, mostly burned. Other plots had nothing else but a concrete slab. Most had bars on the windows and that felt good to Jake. Chaos reigned here, and he felt at home here as well. As with all these types of streets, 4AM wasn’t a quiet and peaceful time, but a mix of areas of serenity, and areas of copious volume. Walking up the broken, unbalanced concrete steps to the porch of the house, the door opened before he could knock. This house was a tip from some guy that fucked him at one of the many bathhouses in the city a few days ago. The guy said it was known by its nickname, the Last Stand. Said it wasn’t for the weak, and by looking at Jake at first thought that there was no way Jake would ever be someone who should go there. Rough neighborhood, rough men, rough life. But then the men fucked Jake, and fucked him again, and shared him with his friends, and then strangers, and then almost 8 hours later, while Jake was still high on the chaos surrounding him, the rented room in the bathhouse stinking of sex, sweat, and Jake’s almost innumerable amount of heavy cumshots, along with the waterfall of cum flowing from his used hole, the man understood that this fallen angel would be perfect for the Last Stand. The man who answered the door had a shaved head, right down to the skin. His scalp was covered in tattoos, mostly skulls and dark looking things. Jake was excited already. The rest of the man was a patchwork of more deviant darkness. He was exceptionally thin, holding some cheap liquor in one hand and a smoldering cigarette in his mouth. He looked Jake, all 100lbs of him, in his sleeveless black tee and his short shorts, down his perfect legs, back up to the top of his blonde head, up and down a few times, looking disinterested and yet allured at the same time. “Ya know you gonna get thrown around like a rag doll,” skinhead muttered with his cigarette still stuck in his mouth. “We don’t got any rules here.” Jake peered inside. The house was pretty filthy, the waft of strong alcohol and cigarettes nipped at his noise. Another very pleasant scent, in Jake’s world. The inside looked as Jake had expected. Stained carpets, minimal lighting, shadows dancing on the wall, many men of all sizes, sans a twink, sitting around, mumbled conversations lifting into the air. The sounds of sex came from deeper in the house, panting, moaning, thrusting. It was all there, if one listened close enough. “Name’s Hanney,” skinny-bones said to Jake. Hanney looked like he had seen ALL the shit that life had to throw at him, probably some prison as well. He was a ruined man, probably early 30s, but his rugged leather face made it look like he had lived 10 lifetimes, his body finally subsiding to all the abuse that life had thrown at him. He was incredibly sexy to Jake. Jake wanted to drink in his experiences, into his own soul, milk him of his pain, and bring him pleasure. “Now you gone get out of here bitch boy. I know your type, you don’t go no chance here,” Hanney said. Jake lit a cigarette. Smooth and sultry, he slowly exhaled. He watched Hanney looking him up and down. The man had the ability to show disinterest and desire in a single look. Jake took a step closer to Hanney. Hanney’s voice raised, “I’m tellin ya, you don’t belong here. This is the real fucking deal, you won’t be walking straight after you are done.” Jake’s soul peering eyes met Hanney’s lifeless ones. This man just existed. He existed for sex, for alcohol, for pleasure, but there was nothing in his eyes. At the opposite end, Hanney stared into Jake’s eyes. Jake was peering into his soul. There was chaos, deviancy, and darkness in this boy. He had had a few dumb twinks show up here before, likely being tipped off by some other slut in the city, and he turned them all away. Those boys just wanted a quick fuck, not a week of delving into darkness and intense pleasure. Of course, the regulars would love a twink to break in, but none that appeared looked to have the stamina for an hour, less then whole night. But this one, this one had the eyes of an addict. He had the eyes of one that was experienced. His gaze pulled on Hanney, like a dark hand pulling him closer. Jake pulled his shirt off, standing on the porch, showing his immensely beautiful body. The metal b barbell piercings struck the light of the moon, twinkling against Hanney’s lifeless eyes, and the diamond belly piercing flattered his tight stomach. So matter of factly, Jake pulled Hanney close, noses touching, and uttered “Use the living hell out of me…now.” Like an explosion of desire, Jakes knees slammed into the dirty carpet right inside the house. Damn the door, Hanney couldn’t care less. Hanney shed his stained wifebeater, revealing his boney tatted body, scars and all. He pulled down his jeans without even unbuckling his belt. Grabbing at Jake’s shorts, he pulled them down over Jake’s thin thighs, and Jake felt the world shudder as Hanney slammed into him with all his might. The groan that emanated from Hanney’s mouth was pure bliss. Jake’s body shuddered with Hanney’s entry, but he knew Hanney just learned how loose he was, and how he could be delved into with an ounce of lube. As the door remained over for the neighborhood to see, Hanney lost himself. Instinctively he began thrusting, grunting, so animalistic and raw. The room quieted, most of the men older, heavier, hairier, became fixed at this immediate display. The smile on Jake’s face gave it all away. He was different, he was born for this, he was getting what he wanted. Within moments the room had disrobed completely and were surrounding Jake. His knees burned into the carpet, Hanney completely lost in the void of his lust to be inside Jake. As the night was so hot and humid, and this house, not surprisingly had no cooling, Jake could feel the sweat beads of Hanney dripping down his back. The men looked in wonder at the mural of darkness covering Jake’s back, their cocks fully erect at the deed. Hanney was fucking him like a madman, his eyes were pure white as his pupils had rolled back into his head. The men surrounding them were groping each other, making out, and generally adding to the feeling of pure pleasure that Jake was feeling. Within a few moments, an older but fit man had slammed his dick into Jakes mouth. Jake began to suck but then tasted the acrid piss emanating from the mans cock. Not to ever disappoint Jake gulped at the piss, showing these men that he was above nothing as Hanney’s skeletal fingers dug deep into his boney thighs with his powerful and wild thrusts. Hanney was lost completely in the moment, controlled completely by Jake’s perfect body and hungry hole. Jake lapped at the piss, swallowing every drop even as his body heaved back and forth by the power of Hanney’s wild thrusting. Jake continued to suck the wet cock in his mouth, making it grow stiffer and stiffer, feeling as it Hanney’s dick was so deep that it was protruding out of his stomach. He was meant for this, and he had barely even made it in the front door. Hanney’s moans and howls were overwhelming. The sound of the echoed throughout the neighborhood. The men didn’t seem to care. They just added to the chaos that already existed out there. Hanney began shaking uncontrollably, his body giving in to the extreme orgasm that was building within him. Jake only added to the mania. “Fuck every bit of yourself into me Hanney!” He screamed. “Fuck your life, your sadness, your broken hopes and dreams, your dissapointments, your deviancy, your pain directly into my fucking soul!” The men were stunned at Jake’s words. Jake had a feeling they would be. Amongst the many things that set Jake apart, it was his understanding that the pleasure from sex was physical, spiritual, and emotional. The act was just as important as the words, was just as important as the setting. “Don’t hold back on me for anything. Harder, fucking harder. Destroy me. I need it harder Hanney!” Hanney’s thrusts were shaking the floor, his body was soaked with sweat, dipping all over Jake, he shuddered over and over again as the orgasm built to its maximum intensity. Grabbing Jakes hair, he ripped his head back for a few final wild thrusts. No moaning came from Hanney, instead, a scream of absolute mania as he released himself deep into Jake. He convulsed in pleasure and bliss as he gave Jake copious amounts of his DNA, Jake adding to the milking process by slamming back on Hanney’s cock like a wild bitch not even close to be satisfied. Cum frothed and foamed around Jakes hold, dripping down his taint, down his balls. Another orgasm hit Hanney again, unexpectedly and Jake felt the torrential explosion of Hanney’s absolute lust and desire slam deep inside him. Jakes limp dick swung under him, yet he also convulsed with the truest pleasure imaginable as it felt like a fire hose was going off inside him. He orgasmed, not even being hard, all over the carpet, spraying an immense volume of cum everywhere. The men surrounding the event stared in pure amazement. This was not expected from this boy, but now, now it was the greatest event they had even seen, and the look on Jake’s face told them he was just getting started. Hanney, finally catching his breath, whispered quietly, “We have to get him to the basement….” All the men looked around at each other, nodding. The knew the setup down there would be the perfect place to test Jake’s limits, or enjoy the bliss in trying… To be continued...

My boyfriend and I had been together since highschool. We were each others first everything. While we went long distance for college, since he wanted to go to school in New York and I didn’t, we had moved in together after graduation a few months ago. Everything was going pretty well, Martin did like to go out to the bars a lot but that never bothered me I was confident in our relationship if he went all of college without cheating there was no way he was going to start now. On Thursday night as I was sliding the condom on my average if a bit skinny five inch cock Martin spoke up. ”Would you want to come with me and some of my friends to this gay bar tomorrow night. I’ve never been and it sounds really fun” ”I don’t know” I replied “ I’ve never loved gay bars or bars in general” “Oh come on chris please I don’t want to have to go home alone since all my friends are single” ”fine I’ll go” I relented as I pushed into Martins hole. He released a light moan as I began to pound into him. Martin had always been the bottom even though he had a far bigger cock. He tried to fuck me once but it was way too big to fit. Now he kept his cock in a cage. He had since his sophomore year of college he always said it let him focus on his ass. I had asked where he got the idea and he always avoided the question. He had gotten several tattoos during his time in college as well. He had a lock tattooed right above his penis as well as the word pig tattooed on his asscheek. Right now I was looking at the biohazard tattoo he had right above his ass. I had asked what these tattoos mean but he always just said he liked them. I shot my load into the condom after about 4 minutes then laid down and went to sleep as Martin cleaned up. The next day after work Martin and I were getting ready for the bar. As I was putting on a pair of jeans I saw Martin put on a tiny bright red thong I’d never seen before. “Did you get a new thong” I asked “No I’ve had it for a while” he responded as he slid into a pair of leather pants. “Hmm I’ve never seen it” “Oh I guess I’ve never had a reason to wear it around you” he said I was wondering what that meant as I made us drinks before we left. Both Martin and I would be called twinks. I had very little hair naturally and Martin was always waxed. We met up with Martins friends outside the bar. They were a pretty standard group of young gays who I’d met once or twice. The bar was called the bloody scorpion. As we got the the front Martin hugs the bouncer who whispers something in his ear before slapping his ass and sending him on in. “ I thought you said you had never been here before” I asked Martin as we walked into what seemed like a locker room. “ I haven’t I just know Greg” he responded as he slid off his jeans. “Why are you getting undressed” I asked “Oh did I forget to tell you oops this bar is clothing optional” “Yeah you forgot” I said shitily as I stripped to my plain white boxers We went up to the bar to order drinks and Martin gave the bartender a peck on the lips as we got there. I was fuming when he handed me my drink and drank it down quickly. After finishing my drink I hear a deam voice yell “hey there’s my boy” and turn to see a near god of a man. He was probably 6’4 with a thick well muscled body that was covered in thick hair. He wore only a white jock that barely contained his massive bulge. He had a thick chain around his nick and a well kept brown beard. I was surprised when he walked up to Martin and took him in a hug grabbing his ass in the process. I tried to stand up to say something but I suddenly felt really light headed. I decided to sit back down and have another drink while Martin cuddled up with the mystery man to my right. After finishing my second drink I was feeling really drowsy when I heard moaning to my side I looked over and see my boyfriend Martin bent over the bar getting fucked by the stranger. I stand up to punch the dude but get pulled away by Greg the bouncer. He dragged me into a back room and threw me down on the couch. “ look asshole I don’t know who the fuck you think you are but nobody fucks with the boss and his boy” he yelled at me “His boy?” I slurred back “ Martins my boyfriend” “Oh now I see” he said seeming to calm down “ my bad man I get that it’s probably hard to see your boyfriend getting breed but you shouldn’t get jealous like that” Greg sat down on the couch next to me “ look I know after two shoots of g your probably horny as hell but if the boss hasn’t bred you yet the attacking one of his boys isn’t going to make him.” “What the hell are you talking about I don’t want him to fuck me” I slurred out again. Confused about everything he was saying as my head felt foggy “ there’s no need to be ashamed man you already recognized that your boyfriend needs true fulfillment from the boss now every thing else is easy.” He said soothingly “ I didn’t recognize shit” I yelled back “Shh it’s ok how about I breed you tonight so you don’t feel left out I know I’m not as good as Bo’s but I’m still pretty good.” I tried to protest but there was suddenly a bottle of poppers under my nose and my protests fell away. I felt Greg pick me up like I was nothing and bend me over the couch. I heard my underwear get torn in the back and while I expected him to slowly open me up as I was still an anal virgin he slammed into me full force. My dry hole burned as he forced what felt like a horse cock into my virgin hole. It felt like I was being torn in two as Greg pounded into me. I felt myself losing consciousness as I looked over at the door and see Martin standing there nude with cum dripping down his legs and what looks like a crack pipe in his mouth

Posting from this guys kitchen in between round 2, but the last 3 months ive been absolutely addicted to breeding this server who lives in my apartment complex. 6' tall, lanky awkward redhead with an uncut cock and a little bubblegum pink hole I can't keep my dick out of. He moved in with his bf of 3 years whos a 2/10 and works night shifts at a hotel lobby. Initially it was just a lot of teasing, then handjobs and blowjobs. Every night we'd curl upon his couch and suck each other dry for a few weeks. Eventually I laid him back and ate him. Probably the best ass ive ever eaten I think. Getting him to fuck was annoying and took forever but I made it happen. I even got him to bareback, just promised I'd cum outside. (Still worth it) the first time was amazing. So tight, so wetp. I spent 2-3 days glazing his ass with my semen Eventually he said we had to quit and kept bringing up his boyfriend, "we shouldn't bareback", etc... Still got him legs up a few more nights after that taking my dick like I wanted, but by the weeks end he made more excuses and finally said he didn't have any lube so I asked to use his bathroom and couldn't find any. I did manage to find a small thing of Vaseline though, and convinced him to at least jerk off with me one last time He didnt really want to, but eventually I got a few fingers in him and asked if I could just put the head in one last time. Push push push and pretty soon i had my cock back deep in his guts like usual. Since I thought it was the last time I tried breeding him without giving it away but he could feel the load. Wasnt really upset though since we both basically came at the same time and I told him his ass was " just this last time" Now its not even a question and we fuck almost every other night. I got him to admit he likes how it feels when a guy cums inside, so now he just lays back or on his side and let's me pump it in him. Usually we just lay in bed and play some animal crossing until he sees I'm getting hard again. Then he just pumps my dick a few times and lifts his hips a little so I can breed him all over again. Idk if his bf can tell but I'm kind of stretching him into a pussy too. He gapes WIDE after the first load and I can usually see it inside him every time. Theres no more convincing or anything now, and some nights he lubes me hard and rides me himself. Fun.

A lot of mornings I stop at a rest stop on i40. Usually just to relax and drink coffee. Had a few hookups there. Today I pull in and instantly get a hit on grindr. Guys asks if thats me in the blue car. Nice dick pic and 1min later he is balls deep in my ass. A lil rough with no lube but damn it was good

Warren was depressed. He loved his husband of just two years but something was missing. Ted has been so dashing in the beginning. He had continued to pursue Warren even after he had been told that Warren was already seriously dating someone else Ted had seemed like such a bad boy. You know the type, exciting, daring, could never hold a job, incredible looking and you just knew he would be fantastic in bed. He had seemed so dangerous! He would show up at Warren’s work on a motorcycle and bring him flowers at lunch time and all the girls in the office would tell him he was so lucky to have a hot guy chasing him Warren had finally given in and the sex was better than he imagined. Ted was hung and all top. He could fuck for hours and knew how to keep a bottom happy. Warren had ended it with his old boyfriend and started dating Ted Ted really did love him and he started cleaning up his act. Getting a steady job and settling down a bit. By the time they got married Ted had sold the motorcycle but he still treated Warren like the center of the universe Warren had everything a gay bottom boy could want but like so many bottom boys he craved more. He had deleted all his profiles on the hook up apps but then went back and made new ones that could not be identified as him, just to look and peruse other profiles On the Bareback Only site he had seen a profile with the name Apex Predator and had opened it several times. He always read the header “Warning! If you are completely happy with your man do not read further” and always stopped, going to the next profile Tonight, Ted lay sleeping soundly after they had fucked. As always it had been great for both of them but he sat in bed with his phone looking at that warning and thinking “Am I totally happy? Ted is the best husband ever but I miss my Bad Boy. I miss the feeling of danger he used to have. Besides, what harm could it do to look” He swiped the profile further up and almost gasped at the first picture ************ The man sat angled in a black chair with one long leg bent at the knee and propped up on the seat. He had long, unkempt, greasy hair and a scraggly beard, his muscles hung loosely on his tall lanky body and you could count his ribs under a light dusting of chest hair. His pelvis had almost no padding left at all and on his lower hip was a biohazard tattoo over a couple words His cock hung down a foot it seemed and looked even more oversized because of his thin, frail looking body. It was the thickest cock Warren had ever seen. The sexiest thing about him though was the evil, predatory gleam in his green eyes, that seemed to glow and the sneer of contempt on his face as he ran a long, bony finger along that cock It was like he knew he had you as soon as you saw that cock, saw him, felt the danger and allure he radiated in equal measure. This man would wreck your life and drag you down to hell but you knew you would feel so good while he did it you would not care abut the consequences till afterwards The next picture was a closeup on the tattoo and the words under it were “Apex Predator” . The biohazard tattoo was black and a toxic green and seemed to drip poison onto the words below The final picture was of the man’s cock from the side with a ruler held next to it. The tip of his cock stuck out a fraction beyond the ruler but the cock had an arch that had to add at least an inch to the length. It looked somewhat thicker than a beer can it’s entire length. Large blue veins bulged all along the shaft The mans stats read: Height 6 ft 6 in Weight 175 lbs Age 31 Hair Black Body hair Moderate Eyes Green Cock size 12 inches plus HIV Status Poz, Unmedicated Position Top only BB Preference Bareback Only - No pulling out Partner status Neg, no PrEP The text read: I am only interested in two kinds of guys The first is neg guys who are cheating on a neg partner. You must be cheating. No cuckold situations. No open relationships. I want to breed you, infect you and for you to take it home tip your loving., unsuspecting partner/husband. I want to give you my gift and for you to share it with him without him knowing. If you are reading this, he is not satisfying you, so he deserves it and you deserve the satisfaction you know in your soul only I can give you The second type is neg anal virgins. Men who think they are straight move to the front of the line. I can tell if someone is lying to me or if they are already poz. I can also smell PrEP. You will only get one chance so don’t blow it Most of you will close my profile now and try to forget it but you will look again tomorrow or next week. You were doomed the moment you swiped down but I did warn you Most of you can’t meet my standards anyway but if you think you can message me. You may get the opportunity to service me and get my gift. You won’t know until you send that message ************** Warren was rock hard but he still closed the profile. He was a nurse in a hospice, He had seen HIV patients who looked only a little worse than this man come in and he had cared for them. None had turned him on at all but this Apex Predator did Warren would never want to bring HIV home to his wonderful Ted. The thought was ridiculous! It was evil! It was hot… NO not hot! It was wrong! And oh so hot... Warren went into the bathroom, pulled up the pictures of Apex Predator again and beat off his chubby six inch cock twice, though he had just gotten off with Ted, while they fucked He went back to bed and promised himself he would never look at that evil profile again but over the next weeks he thought about it constantly. When Ted fucked him he fantasized it was that huge poz cock, bare, sliding in and out of him, ready to share it’s gift of virus and infection ******* He and Ted had had a small fight about something unimportant and Warren knew he had been in the wrong but was being a little bitch about it. Ted’s job was sending him to a training seminar that would keep him out of town for the weekend and they had not really resolved things As he walked out the door Ted had stopped, put down his bag and taken Warren in his arms, kissing him “You know, I don’t care who was wrong, all I care about is that I love you and I am going to miss you so much” and then he had turned, picked up his bag and walked out, waving to Warren who stood forlornly in the open door as he got in his car Warren sighed as he watched him drive off. Ted was wonderful. Ted was the prefect, romantic, loving husband. He was everything Warren could want. Loyal, forgiving… Irritating Just once Warren had wanted some anger sex. A little roughness, some harsh words while his husband fucked him hard. Maybe even a hard slap on the ass. Ted had plenty of time for a quick fuck, but no, he had to leave an hour earlier than necessary just in case. Warren had deliberately picked this fight with him wanting some excitement!, Wanting his Bad Boy back! Wanting to feel that danger again... He pulled out his phone and edited his profile on the bareback )nly site ************* He renamed it “HIV Negative boy in a strictly closed Marriage” and uploaded a picture of his ass and body Stats: Height 5 ft 7 in Weight 135 lbs Age 28 Hair Blond Body hair Moderate Eyes Blue Cock size 6 inches and chubby HIV Status Neg. Recently Tested, Not on PrEP Position Bottom only BB Preference Bareback Only - Only with my husband Partner status Neg, no PrEP Very in love with my husband. Only on here to look and message with friends occasionally Then he messaged Apex Predator ****************** He had been born in the states of Greek immigrant parents. They had named him Apollo Preda. A friend in college had nicknamed him “Apex Predator” because he consistently got all the cutest boys into his bed, Even the straight ones if he wanted them In his junior year he had given all that up though because he had met Peter, a stunning blond haired, blue eyed freshman who seemed to sparkle in Apollo's eyes. The sex was great, Peter loved his huge cock and could take him without complaint. Apollo had fallen for the boy hard and they were talking about marrying someday Every day he did something special fir Peter if he could. He treated him like the sun rose and set just for him. One day he saw Peter hanging out with am older man, muscular, harry and handsome but didn’t think much of it A couple weeks later he nursed Peter through a flu like illness that lasted 3 days, making sure he was comfortable and got enough fluids. It was about three months later, a few weeks before they would be headed home for the summer that Peter said he wanted to try topping. Apollo didn’t even think about it. If his Peter wanted to top him then he would. Peter had a thick 6 ½ inch cock and he was very gentle the first time. After that they both topped when the mood hit them through Peer got rougher as time went on About a month before the end of term Apollo got sick and had the flu for three days. Peter took care if him but was gone for a few hours each day The term ended and they promised to keep in touch and call each other every day Peter didn’t miss a day till about two weeks into their summer break and then a few days later Apollo could bit reach him for three days, “I’m just so bust with family Baby, I’m sorry I will do better” Peter said and he did for about a week/ Then he started missing days again About two months into summer vacation Apollo heard from Peter for the last time, in a long text: First of all Apollo I do love you. Someday you will make some lucky boy a great man but that boy won't be me The man you saw me with was named Vince but I call him Master now, He treats me like a slut, whores me out to his friends and he deliberately infected me with HIV I love the way he treats me. I’m addicted to it. He told me the only way he would be my forever Master was if I Infected you. That’s why I started topping you. I’m fairly sure that when you got sick it was the “bug flu” and that if you go get tested you will find that you are HIV positive as well. I am dropping out of school to be Master’s full time slave. My family is upset but they don’t understand. I’m so lucky to have my Master and to serve him Master says he hopes you enjoy his gift and I hope you forgive me someday and find happiness with some boy who deserves you. Not a worthless slut like me I’m blocking your number after I send this. Please don’t try to find me, I have hurt you enough already Peter ********** Apollo cried for three weeks straight. He was not out to his family but he blew that secret out of the water when his mom asked him what was wrong His dad’s response was “That's what you get for being a faggot” The dark voice in Apollo’s mind started whispering to him about then Dad would have thrown Apollo out of the house but it belonged to mom, Everything belonged to mom. She was a rich girl who married a baker’s son because she loved him. That was years ago though and his dad was the one who got thrown out of the house and quickly, efficiently divorced “You don’t mess with my son. If I ever meet this Peter he will rue the day he was born and as for your father. I stopped loving his bigoted ass a long time ago” Mom had said and Apollo felt a little better A week or so before school started again Apollo was walking past a downtown bar and heard a familiar voice drift through the door as someone excited “Divorcing me because of that faggot son of hers” his dad’s voice slurred until it was cut off by the door closing That dark voice in his mind made a few suggestions and Apollo swerved and went into the bar He went to the far end the bar., not letting his father see him as he slipped into the attached package store and made a few purchases, then slipped back into the bar and waited, sipping on a club soda He followed his drunk dad as he left and when they got to the cheep hotel the older man was staying in he called out “Het Dad! Wait! His Dad turned, almost falling over and said “What do you want faggot?” “Just to talk Dad, I still love you, you are my Dad, can’t we talk things out?” he said Then he pulled a bottle of his Dad’s favorite bourbon out of the bag he was carrying “We can share this and talk Dad” He said in a wheedling voice His Dad’s eyes lit up “Sure Son! Come on in! I have been having to drink the cheap stuff since your mom dumped me” he said opening the door Three drinks later the bigot was snoring. He had not noticed Apollo was not drinking at all Apollo poured another drink and went over to his dad, slapping his face “Wake up and finish your drink Dad” He said in a commanding tone The man opened his eyes but only finished half the drink before he was passed out again Apollo slapped him again and when that didn’t work he opened the man’s shirt and pinched both his nipples hard, then torched his Dad in some very inappropriate places ti see if he would wake up Nothing got a response He hauled his Dad to the bed, stripping him completely naked and noted “My cock must come from Mom’s side of the family" as his dad’s very average sized cock flopped around “He does have a nice ass for an old man though” he thought, slapping those firm round cheeks. When his dad didn’t make a sound Apollo pulled the man’s belt out of his pants and went to town on that ass, spanking the man with a vengeance. He had felt this belt often enough growing up when he had done something wrong When his Dad’s ass glowed red he dropped his own pants. He was rock hard, Who knew hurting someone could be so hot He put the bottle and cup on the side table and mounted his father’s ass, ramming in brutally, sinking about six inches in that unsuspecting ass before it tightened convulsively and stopped him That got a reaction. His Dad started to wake up and Apollo put a drink in his hand bringing it to his lips. He drank it down and soon was asleep again, his ass unclenching and letting his Son work his toxic cock into that straight neg ass He pounded his father’s black furred ass until his balls stated to tighten, ready to breed his old man with his toxic virus “I wonder if you will still call us faggots after you test poz” He bent down and whispered in his fathers ear as his poz seed filled that undefended neg ass He kept his dad drunk and passed out and bred him a total of five times before dressing and laving the knocked up bitch face down on the bed, his ass dripping toxic cum "Enjoy my gift Dad" he said from the door as he left The day before he left to go back to college his Dad came by to pick up a few things from the house since it was obvious by now that his mom was not going to take him back She had an errand to run and really didn't want to talk to him so she left Apollo to watch him. They were in his mam’s bedroom when his dad bent over to get something. Apollo came up behind him and grabbed his hips, grinding his crotch into that ass “I enjoyed fucking you the other night Dad, you might want to get tested in a few months though, you probably have HIV. Your just another poz faggot now, or so everyone will think" he told the bigot Apollo outweighed his dad by 30 pounds of solid muscle and was 8 inches taller than him so he was not afraid of the man in the least. They both knew who would win if it came to a fight To his surprise his Dad moaned a little then stood up quickly, trying to cover it “I don’t know what you are talking about Son” The older man blustered but Apollo saw the little pup tent in the front of his pants “You were awake for part of that, You enjoyed it. You fucking bastard! You call me a faggot when you are the one who enjoys getting fucked!” Apollo said angrily “I had never been fucked before! You never checked but I came twice while you were in me. It just felt so dirty and so good” his dad said blushing Apollo stepped to the man and turned him around, twisting his arm behind him and reaching around to unbuckle his belt and push his pants down He dropped his own pants and forced his father to bend over, slamming his cock up his ass in hard, violent jabs “If you weren’t poz before you will be by the time I am done with you this time you fucking Bitch” he snarled "You are going crave your own son's cock up your ass, every day, for the rest of your life you pathetic faggot" His Dad didn’t fight him at all, In fact, he was eventually moaning and pushing back, even as his own son bred him with virus laden cum Apollo came in him three times within half an hour, then told him to get his shit and get the fuck out Back at school “Apex Predator” was reborn he even started calling himself “Apex” and soon everyone was calling him that He would see a boy walking across campus and the dark voice would whisper “That one” in his mind Within an hour Apex would have the man on his back, in his dorm room, taking his cock bare, breeding them with his toxic seed then kicking him out callously if they wanted to talk or cuddle afterwards He would go out to the local gay bar and look for couples, he always knew if they were out looking for a third or just enjoying a night out together but were closed. He also came to recognize the feelings, one for poz and one for neg, Finally he came understand the unattractive smell some neg men had faintly about them was PrEP in their blood When he spotted a closed couple he would wait for one to walk off to get drinks or go to the restroom and would simply walk up, push the other against the wall and start kissing them, He would press their hand to his usually rock hard cock through the leather of his pants and say “That wants to be in your raw” and any protests would usually cut off They usually barely resisted as he pulled them to the back room, turned them, pushed their pants down and pinned them against the wall with his cock splitting their ass open painfully. “I’m poz and you will be soon” He would whisper in their ear. “Make sure you share my gift with your husband” then he would slam in a few more strokes and breed those unprotected neg asses deep and knocking them up with his virus. Then sending them back, shame faced to their men after they straighten their clothes. For some reason they all just accepted what he had done to them. They were all sluts who secretly wanted it, they were all like Peter He would watch from nearby as they found their husbands and made some excuse. They usually left soon, sometimes shooting him a troubled glance or two before they did He finished last year of college and celebrated with a trip to Las Vegas where he happened upon a tattoo shop just off the strip. He was surprised to find that the owner was Mike of the singing duo Billy and Mike. “Give it to me” was one of his favorite songs and Mike was rumored to have a cock about the size of Apex’s own and also to be poz “I get in the mood to put my hands on a tattoo gun now and then. I like to keep in practice in and the tattoo artist who usually runs the shop for me has the week off” Mike told him “So how can I help you?” Apex told him what he wanted and Mike grinned, looked around and then pulled up his shirt to reveal the biohazard tattoo on his lower hip in front They designed the Apex Predator, biohazard tattoo together, Mike drawing a sketch on paper. When all was agreed they made an appointment to meet back hertz early the next day, the tattoo would take several hours The next day they both got rock hard as soon as the tattooing started and could tell that they were a comparable size from the bulges snaking down their thighs but it didn’t go any further, They could both tell the other was not a bottom and there was that professionalism thing on Mike’s part. Mike chose to forget that his Boy, Hank had started out as a client When the tattoo was finished Mike told him how to care for it over the next week or so till it healed Apex spent the next few years pozzing every neg virgin he could and breaking up neg couples. He didn't really force anyone, they were all just worthless sluts who threw away love for a rush of lust. They deserved to lose their men He his health started to worsen and even the drk voice in his head suggested he go on meds but he refused. He got thinner and thinner but it just made the neg boys want him more ************************* The Darkness looked out from behind Apollo/Apex’s eyes The other forces in the world thought it wanted to end the world but what fun was that? If it did that who would it have to play with? These mortals made great toys Destroying people’s relationships or even destroying their soul was so much more fun than ending the world, Besides, even the ones it destroyed had fun while it was happening. They were getting what they asked for. They wanted to be destroyed deep down inside The Darkness had an opposite called The Light naturally You would think that it was all about love and happiness but no All The Light cared about was making up arbitrary moral codes and using it’s followers to force others to live by them. Far more evil had been done because of The Light than because of The Darkness. Bigotry. racism, religious fanaticism? Lay all those right at The Light's feet Apollo/Apex was The Darkness's very best agent and he was going to let that stupid virus The Darkness had gotten him infected with to recruit him, kill him "Not of I have anything to say about it, and I do” The Darkness though Two other forces in the world. Order and Chaos, had brought about a new strain of HIV that was non lethal. It also had a fairly good chance of passing from a bottom to a top during unprotected sex The Darkness got Apollo/Apex to respond to a hook up add for a ginger haired slut boy taking loads in a hotel room. It turned off it’s agent’s poz sensing ability as he got there. t had to send Apollo/Apex back three times over several months before it was sure the man was inflected with The Angel Strain of HIV To hide what it had done The Darkness stopped its agent’s physical appearance from changing as his HIV was suppressed by the Angel Strain. Apollo/Apex goy healthier but he didn’t look healthier and that was just fine with The Darkness ***************** Apex did notice that he generally had felt better for the last few months. He had even put on about 15 pounds but then the weight gain stopped He no longer looked like a walking skeleton but he didn’t look anywhere near the optimal weight for his height He could however go about clothed and draw far less attention than before when people shied way from the obviously sick man. Well the neg boys hadn't shied away and still didn't His phone pinged and he recognized the sound of a message from the Bareback Only hookup app. He got sevral a day bit most were from saying “I know I don’t meet all your standards but…” these just got deleted This one was from a profile titled “HIV Negative boy in a strictly closed Marriage” He was sitting in his car outside the hotel a neg boy who was cheating on his husband and he planned to poz and send back home to infect his unsuspecting man “Interesting” Apex thought as he read he message later. Right now a cheating slut was waiting for his virus to infect him. He got out of his car and went to room 306 where the slut said he was waiting The neg man let him in "Hi, my name is Ted" He said nervously as Apex looked him up and down Apex almost laughed, remembering the message he had just read "Well Ted, lets get you pozzed up like the worthless slut you are" Apex said starting to undress *************************************************************************************** I’m going to try to keep Apex evil and heartless for as long as I can but you know me, There will eventually be a “Tommy” like character introduced most likely Let me know if you want Apex kept like he is Scanbu

Tex woke up early and excited.. It was the biggest holiday of the year in their house! He rushed to the tree to open the gifts his family had bought him. He got a custom made “leather Daddy” outfit,, several bottles of lube, a new paddle, a gift card to Daddy's Boy Limited and a t-shirt that said “Grandpas make the best lovers” from the twins The tree was called The Family Tree and it was Father’s day. Nick had a surprise planned and had been working on it for over a year. He had gotten his Father’s day fucks from the twins yesterday. The boys had taken turns riding their father’s cock and taking his incestuous loads in their asses while Tex had spent time with his other son Barry and had lunch with his daughters Carry Nick had been working with Agnes over at Angel Research And Diagnostic ever since she had told him about some cutting edge research she was working on. People often forgot that Nick had made his original fortune off of a company that analyzed and sequenced DNA. He had a degree in genetic research after all Getting the samples from Tex without him figuring it all out was a little difficult. They needed a lot to work with. The cells were screened for every possible negative genetic marker and finally a sample of a few thousand “Genetically clean” cells was separated out, luckily both he and Tex had very few genetic problems in their ancestry, Nick’s own samples were processed the same way and finally combined with Tex’s in a new process that would change the world Nick’s phone buzzed with a text from Agnes “It’s time and it’s coming fast. You better get here soon Nick had told Tex to get dressed for a day out because he had a feeling it would be today and without explaining why he rushed his father/husband to the car Tex was surprised when Nick turned into the hospital parking lot . Agnes met them in the lobby and took them to a side room where they all changed into scrubs and put on masks and gloves, making Tex even more curious They all backed through a swinging door and into a delivery room where a woman was in labor “Nick, what the hell is going on!” Tex asked “The woman is a surrogate Tex, that’s our Baby she is having, Yours AND mine” Tex's jaw dropped “How?...” then he remembered. He and Nick were part of the 100. Their spirits had been there on The Entity Platform when it had said that thanks to Agnes and her research, different genders were no longer going to be needed for human reproduction (See the Zeke’s Tales chapter posted June 10th 2024) “We have the process of combining the genetic material in two sperm or two ova into a genetically neutral egg/. For you two we strenuously tested the resulting eggs for genetic defaults and found none, One was implanted into your surrogate and a perfectly normal pregnancy occurred” Agnes answers him “Nick’s knowledge of genetic sequencing and the equipment he created for doing it quickie were a huge help, It sped up our research by years. Your son will be the 100th same sex generated baby born, It took a bit longer because of the extra screenings we did to ensure a healthy child” Nick laughed “You are the most unobservant man in the world Tex. You never noticed that the smaller guest room has been converted to a nursery. The twins did most of the work and can’t wait to meet their new brother” “Our baby? Our son?” Tex said “Yes, I want to raise a child with you. With the anti aging drugs getting better and better we have decades healthy life ahead of us, It will mean a change in lifestyle for us and everyone knows that things we used to do in the open in the apartment will have to be more private, like before the Twins were 18” Nick said “Oh and your mother is here in town to help. She insisted” Nick threw in at the end “Did everyone know except me?” Tex asked a bit irritated “Pretty much” Nick answered flippantly “This was you Father’s Day surprise and they all wanted to help, they are all waiting to see the baby" The delivery was uneventful. This was the surrogates 4th time giving birth and she had never had a problem with the process They named the baby Gabriel Ezekiel after the two entities Nick and Tex now knew they were agents of and who had pushed them together in the first place. The influence of those two eternal spirits had started the ball rolling on all of this Tex had tears in his eyes as he held his new son for the first time. He had never dreamed almost a decade ago when he had married Nick that this day would come. The baby had a darker skin tone than either of his fathers and Nick’s hair, his face was Tex in miniature though They brought the baby home two days later and Tex’s mother was a huge help along with Carry and the twins Raesa, who everyone called Rae, was a stunning woman. Though she was in her 80s the anti aging drugs made her look and feel no older than 30. In fact she looked younger than either of her sons. She had dark skin and kept her hair short and blond She brooked no nonsense and when the twins had jokingly called her “Granny” she had blistered their hides with swear words and curses.that would embarrass a sailor. She moved into the larger guest room ans became a permanent part if their lives “All my family is here, why would I be anywhere else?” She explained, Her 4th husband had passed away a couple years ago leaving her comfortably well off and she had decided to dedicate her remaining years to her somewhat strange family, though she still dated, usually men less than half her aged. She accepted the strange relationships without question. “Who am I to judge” she would say Little Gabe had so much love growing up! His papas and twin brothers along with their husband JJ were just upstairs and Rue (She secretly let HIM call her Granny) was just next door. His other brother Barry came by often with his husband Wade. As well as Uncle Louis and his husband Alex His sister Carry had an apartment just a few floors down and she lived with her long term girlfriend Becky. They were tons of fun. They exposed him to many things but pushed him towards none of them. From the age of 5 they let him pick his own clothes and right now he was into “Buster Bear” shirts, It was his favorite cartoon. He didn’t really understand when Papa Tex said he “voiced” the character but Papa sure could imitate Buster Bear good They took him to ball games and museums. They took him fishing and had Barry teach him how to sew. Granny Rae taught him to dance and sing as well as how to cook. He grew up speaking fluent English, French and Arabic. Carry taught him how to ride on the back of a motorcycle and the best way to repair one in her opinion “You find yourself a good mechanic and let them do it” she told him she told him dryly when the twins kept making jokes about her automatically knowing how to fix a carburetor. The twins were funny but Gabe didn't get their jokes a lot of the time and this one seemed to irritate Carry His dads only requirements for him were that he do well in school and keep his room neat, also he was never to go upstairs without asking on the in house intercom if it was ok to come up “Adult stuff goes on up there and you should respect their privacy” Granny Rue told him, then she gave him a really cool necklace that he wore all the time now, He didn’t know that the necklace set off a buzzer in the upstairs bedrooms and locked the doors if he started up the stairs without permission With all their precautions they managed to keep Gabe from seeing things he shouldn’t while maintaining an active, even robust sex life When Gabe was in his first year of high school he went through the mandatory “Sex Ed” class where contraception and reproduction were explained. Both male/female reproduction and same sex reproduction The process had advanced greatly since his birth 14 years ago. A way had been found for men to carry their own children. In fact some straight couples were starting to chose that option when a pregnancy was to dangerous for the woman because of health reasons Gabe already knew most of this though. Papa Nick and Aunt Agnes were at the head of all that research. He knee that a man had successfully carried a baby for the first time when he was six years old. He also knew that some people didn’t like it but that popular support for the advancements had mostly shut them up Aunt Agnes had told him all that when he saw her. She was always present when he went to see his Doctor, who just happened to be her son Cole He had overheard Dr. Cole tell his mom “I have never cine across anything that says he is not a normal, healthy boy. There is no difference between him and a child conceived the old fashioned way” The adults in his life were open with him about sex, answering any questions he had in clinical but non-judgmental tones. He came out to the family when he was 16 by casually asking if he could go out on a date with a boy in his class he thought was really cute. The boy had asked him to go to a school dance with him Gabe rolled his eyes when he saw both his Papas among the adult chaperones at the dance. The two tried to play innocent but Gabe knee better. He notice them holding hands and watching, misty eyed as he danced with his date among the other kids The crowd was made up of about half boy/girl pairs and half same sex pairs also mixed race pairs were almost as common a same race ones. It just seemed natural to the kids as it did to most of their generation though they also understood that it had not always been like that Another required class they all had to take to graduate was a factual accounting of the history of race relations, the civil rights movement, the fight for sexual equality and the gay rights movement. They were studying the Stonewall Riots this week in Gabe’s class Gabe got his first real kiss that night but it didn’t go any further with both his Papa’s there pretending not to watch from a distance He dated the boy several more times but as young people do they soon found other interest, though they remained friends During Gabe’s senior year Granny Rae turned 100 years old and still looked 30. She also married her 5th husband that year who actually was 30… Go Granny She moved across town to a large house and Gabe missed her a lot though he saw her several times a week Gabe graduated at the top of his class in a four way tie for valedictorian with two girls and Shelby who was nonbinary His entire family made so much noise as he walked across the stage in his cap and gown that he blushed and grinned up at them They threw him a huge party in the apartment on his 18th birthday that went late into the evening The twins and JJ had already headed upstairs when Gabe and his Papas saw the last guests, Granny Rae and her husband to the elevator You would have to be a total idiot to live in this apartment for 18 years and not realize what was going on upstairs and Gabe had made some decisions “Wait a moment you two” Gabe said as his Papas turned to start up the stairs “What is it, Son?” Papa Tex asked Gabe stepped up to him, he was as tall as Papa Tex but built like Papa Nick with that more rounded ass and stockiness so it was easy to reach his lips as Gabe kissed him, really kissed him, tongue and all Then he did the same to Papa Nick and when he was done he took this startled Papas by the hands and led them upstairs ************************************************************************************************************ I hope you like my Father’s Day Special Story. It popped into my head when I realized how important the holiday would be in Nick and Tex’s home and family Let me know what you think! Scanbu

Last night I had a hit on sniffes from a hot looking 35 year old guy. He said he was very passionate and loved to take his time. I invited him over and in about 15 min he showed up. when I opened the door he gave me a long passionate kiss. He kept kissing him while we went into the bedroom. He kept kissing while we got undressed He then whispered he was going to make love to my ass .He rimmed me till I begged him to fuck me. He then laid me on back with pillow under my ass. He kissed me while he entered me. We kept kissing till he came deep in my ass.We kept kissing till he went soft We cuddled and in about 1/2 hour we repeated it. One of my hottest encounters to date

So this really cute guy and I have talked for many years on snap, and we've met up and sucked each other off. so here's the thing, the straight guy took for ever to get here. but was well worth it. he came into the cabin and I grabbed drinks, by the time I came back he was fully nude, getting lube out his bag and slathering it on his 7 in thick cock. I drop to my knees and deep throat it. he suggested we get on the bed so we did. and that's when the straight boy just starts kissing me, grabbing my butt cheeks and spreading mine and snacking his cock on my pink hole. out of the blue he stops and says, hey I want you to slide that precum soaked raw cock deep in my hole. he proceeds to pull over and shorts off and his ass is in the air. I go down and rim that hole for an hour then when I was rock hard forced my cock into his virgin hole and pounded hard as he screamed in pleasure pain. I only lasted 10 min until i pulled out and took off the condom and pushed my cock back in him and squirted my unknown cum deep in him. he quickly grabs and flips me over, quit the the attitude and now it's my turn to wreck your hole. u hurt mine so now I'm getting even. then with no lube or spit he slowing starting forcing his hot cock into me. hurt so good. but then I notice him getting fully hard and Bam! he's shooting ropes in me!!! he pulls out and u see a gapped now red hole with white gushing cum trickling down to the balls.

Back home after my vacation in SE USA. Drew picked me up from the airport. He was wearing a vest and rugby shorts - god he looked so hot. The shorts showed off his round arse and his semi erect cock. I got an instant hardon. In the car on the way home he told me he was wearing the jockstrap I bought him for his birthday - it was well used and sweaty. He also told me about some of the men who had fucked him while I was away. The second we got home we stripped and I jumped on Drew, my cock was aching to be milked. Usually I put Drew on his belly and mount his arse. Not this time. I put him on his back and forced his legs wide apart so I could see his hole. I wanted to see his face as I penetrated his hole. His cock was hard - he needed this too. I roughly forced my cock up his arse and shoved my tongue deep in his mouth. I loved the look on his face as I went balls deep inside him. God I missed my boy’s hole. I kisses him deep while I fucked him. After 5 minutes Drew moaned and I felt his load shooting on my belly. This triggered me and I plastered Drew’s guts with my load. Drew told me that he’s invited the regular crew over tomorrow night for a group fuck. Good to be home.

So, this was Pride weekend here in Ft. L. Went over to RR for a beer, and at least they're showing videos of raw sex again. But, it was (sexually) dull, so I left, and before I got home, noticed some action down on the E side of the used furniture store on the corner. Figured there was nothing to lose, so I went too, and the small "alleyway" behind the store was full of pigs. Wriggled my way in, and there was a pair of guys - (apparently boyfriends?) back there with one of them taking loads and the other standing next to him, encouraging him, briefly sucking Cocks waiting in line. It seemed that the bottom was starting to get tired, ready to call it quits - but the boyfriend said wait - there's one more you need to take - which happened to be my Cock. The bottom turned around, and he was about the last thing that I normally find attractive - looked just like me when I was (much) younger. But, he had a sweet bubble-butt - and I smiled at his boyfriend - and knelt down in the mud to eat that perky Hole. That kid must have been back there taking loads for an hour - maybe more - his Hole was so full of loads the Sperm poured out the moment my tongue touched it. The boyfriend gasped - the bottom sighed this ethereal groan, and it was just First Class. When I stood up to fuck the kid, my Cock displaced quite a bit of Sperm, which soaked into my shorts/ t-shirt. The boyfriend knelt down, trying to get his mouth in there too, so I pulled out so he could get a taste of all the loads. And all of a sudden the bottom pulled up his pants and said "lets go". I don't know what happened - maybe some prior agreement was broached, maybe his Hole was sore by then, I have no idea. So, I put myself back together, and went over to Slammer, as usual. Now that all the snowbirds have flown back north, it wasn't as jam-packed as it is in the winter months, but there were plenty of pigs there. Rutted in some Holes in the large orgy room, and that was great - but didn't drop a load in there either. Went to the darkroom, and there was one guy in there, easily 250+ lbs. There wasn't a chance in hell I could get even close to his Hole with those enormous cheeks guarding the Hole. I've never seen the darkroom so empty. After walking around a while, sniffing out where the best action was, I wound up on the elevated platform by the fireplace, watched the fuckflix for a little while. There are always a lot of guys walking back and forth on the floor-level, and one stopped and groped me through the railing. Said 'I want that'. So I said, come up here and get it. And the guy did. And I gave it to him, with guys watching, jacking on all sides, some guys sucking Cocks next to me, some getting fucked, some on the floor below, some sucking Cocks, some taking Cocks up the ass. Point: Sometimes, all it takes is one committed Pig to start in, and presto - others start in too.

Being comfortable Sunday morning, I visited a cruising park just outside of town. We have a national event in town so I figure it would have 1st time visitors. It surpassed my expectations. Seem a few familiar faces and soon saw a few new people who was new to our place of joy & fun. I t wasn't long I had my cock down a newbies throat shooting my load when another tall olive skin gentleman with a long thick uncut was offered to me. As I am swallowing his meat another dark skin man is watching stroking his fat cock. When the olive skin asked if I fuck, I stepped out of my shorts offering him my hole. It wasn't long before he was balls deep in me when the other was feeding my mouth. As the 1st dropped his load into my gut and withdrew the other replaced him in my used fuck hole. I ended up with three loads in my gut and two in my stomach. Total of ten guys watching me be a total cumslut. I would say it was a great morning.

chatting with this hot, huge, great bodied man, almost seemed to good to be true, he got right to the point and said he needed a hole to use and Breed on his lunch break. and of course I said, use my bubble butt please. sent address, he actually shows up! and holy wow. drops his pants and a 12 in, thick cock flops out. he says, suck it, then I hope you are able to take this raw. I drop to my knees. we goes balla deep down my throat the flips me over. Spits on my hole. then just goes balls deep. it hurt so good. he breeds me for an hour. my hole went numb within 10 min lol he shot such a huge load in me, after he got up, spank my ass and got dressed and left. I layed there, dripping his cum from my wrecked stretched hole. in complete bliss. I get a message 10 min later saying he's coming back after work to pound me again.

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

Replace keys on their computer because they've been eaten away by lube? lol, i'm pretty sure this questions never been asked on BZ, but i've had to replace both the "n" and "m" keys and realized they were eaten away because of lube on my fingers when typing. i clean my keys routinely with alcohol wipes, and that does a fair job, but i thought it a funny observation. i'm a total bottom and don't use lube often, usually only to edge, so i can imagine this might be even more of an issue for someone who uses their computer to purposely cum on a regular basis. 🙂

Im lucky enough that i never been fucked with a condom. taking it raw since day 1

Last Thursday night I went to a local art gallery event. Two free heavy drink pours got me peeping Sniffies while the event winded down. A local cumdump just started hosting at a local hotel between the gallery and my home. He hit me up right away with location and room number. How could I pass up unloading in a juicy muscle ass that's down to business? It was less than 10min from leaving the gallery space and driving over to walking into the cracked open door. There was some music playing on a phone, only a desk lamp on, and the smell of a sweaty man hit my nose immediately. As I approached the bed a Latino dude in his mid-30s was pumping a chiseled 39 year-old white hole. The cumdumps fat cock was flopping as he was being pounded and I immediately got rock hard. I unzipped my pants and stroked while watching the cumdump get fucked, after a few minutes the dude pumping said "oh shit! I didn't realize you were here, here have a piece." He presented the warm hole to me while he moved around the bed to shove his cock in the cumdumps mouth. I slid into that velvet hole slowly, enjoying every moment of my throbbing cock head being fed bussy. The Latino dude getting his cock sucked hit a bottle of poppers and shared with me. The cumdump flexed his hole and gulped my cock all the to the base. I grabbed his ass cheeks, spread them apart, and fucked him furiously hearing my balls slap against his tailbone. I watched him arch his back and his sexy tattoo bounce up and down on my cock. He moaned while getting fucked and gagging on the other guys cock. After a few minutes I shot a huge load deep into his deserving man milking cunt. I gave a little slap on the cumdumps ass then zipped my pants up and nodded at the other guy before I departed. Dick still wet from my random encounter, I took off all my clothes and hopped in bed with my already sleeping husband.

I felt his cum dribble down my chin as we played with each other's tongue. My arms were around his neck, holding us together and I could smell his pits as he moved his hands over my body. He pulled his face away from mine and I relaxed my arms, resting them on the floor. I looked at him and smiled, before wiping my chin and licking it off my hand. "Such a fucking pig. I love it," he said to me. "Get on the bed with me," he ordered before standing, pulling me up. As I got to my feet, he looked down at my jockstrap and slipped a finger into the waistband. "Take that off." It wasn't a question. I pushed it down my legs and stepped out of the soaking thing, my dick now pointing towards him and shining from the pre-cum that still coated me. His hand grabbed my slick member and moved up and down, pulling my foreskin back and forth and working more clear liquid out the tip. "You know, boy, I think that dick my be even more risky than mine will be, once you're poz." He moved onto the bed, still holding my dick and pulled me with him. "The amount of pre-cum you've been putting out tonight is amazing. I don't think I've seen so much from one guy before." "I just make a lot, Sir. I might even be able to poz someone without breeding them. They'd never know," I said back to him, almost in a whisper. "That'd be fucking hot to see, boy," he told me, still working me as I climbed on the bed. He manoeuvred me to the pillows and lay me on my back, legs spread. "I've gotta get my bug chaser pozzed up first, though." My dick pulsed in his hand as he called me a bug chaser again. He put four fingers in my mouth for my spit and then moved them to my hole, pushing them in. Instead of working my hole, he began to massage my prostate. I moaned loudly, watching him work my body like putty. I melted back into the bed and let him have his way, closing my eyes and enjoying his attention. I felt his mouth on my shaft and heard him groan and then gag. I lifted my legs up, over his shoulders and rested them on his back. "That feels so good, Sir. Keep playing with my prostate. So fucking good," I moaned to him, putting my hands on the back of his head. He worked my balls as he sucked, working more and more pre-cum out of my cock. He moved his tongue over my piss slit over and over, clearly trying to taste and swallow as much as he could. He pulled his head up and off, strings of saliva from his lips glinting in the light of the TV. "Let me know when you're gonna give me that load, boy. I want every drop." "I won't last much longer if you keep doing what you're doing. Dick balls and hole, you're working a huge load out of me really quick, Sir. Don't stop," I told him. He grinned and swallowed my dick to the root again, making himself gag. I hadn't lied to him, I was coming up to orgasm really fast. With a minute or two more of him working me out, I started to breathe more quickly. "I'm gonna cum, Sir. I'm gonna cum." I started thrusting my hips up into his face, while I clenched my legs down on his back. "I'm cumming," I moaned and felt myself explode in his mouth, enjoying shooting my load into the back of his throat. I didn't feel him swallow, though and got excited for a cum filled kiss again. I felt some of my load spill out of his mouth whilst I was still coming down from my climax and slide down my balls, onto his hands. Instead of moving up for the expected kiss, when he pulled off me, he grabbed my legs and folded me up, pointing my hole up to his face. He gave an instructive shove of the back of my knees and a look of command to me, letting me know I was supposed to hold my legs up and keep my hole exposed. I took control of my legs and held still, wondering what his next move would be. He plunged two fingers from each hand into my loose cunt and pulled them apart. I gasped and growled in shock and pleasure as he opened my hole. I watched him as he moved his mouth to my open cunt, maintained eye contact with me and let my load dribbled out of his mouth and into me. I moaned in pleasure again, my dick pulsed and my hole strained against his fingers, but he held fast. "Fuck me, Sir," I panted, "you're so fucking hot. That was so hot, Sir." I moved an elbow to the inside of my knee and use my free hand to start pumping my still hard dick. Once Sir had realised I what I was doing, he spat the last of my load into my hole, slipped his fingers out and started lapping at my gaped cunt. "Mm, keep going, Sir. Please don't stop," I begged. I knew I would cum even quicker this time and even try to slow down. My dick was still slick my first load and my hole was being eaten, I couldn't have slowed down if I wanted to. I came again, this time shooting a small load up my chest. I must have closed my hole around Sir's tongue when I came, I heard him moan and felt his tongue work inside me. As I relaxed and let my legs go, he shuffled my legs around his shoulders and onto the bed. My gifter moved up to meet me at the top of the bed and spat in my face as I opened my mouth to speak to him, before clamping his cum covered face on my own and kissing me deeply again. "I didn't know you could stay hard and cum again, boy. I knew you were talented, but that's special. You're gonna make a great gifter. I'm really glad I found you," he lavished praise on me. "I..." I didn't know how to respond, but felt myself blushing. "Thank you, Sir. Maybe I'll be as talented as you are." "You're cute when you blush," he said, leaning in to kiss me again. After he broke the kiss, he moved to my side and slipped a muscled bicep under my head. I could smell his armpit and I moved in closer to take a deep breath. "Mmm, you smell so good, Sir. I fucking love your pits." I took several more deep breaths, enjoying his scent and moved my hands over his body, enjoying how he felt under my fingers. "Oh you like that, don't you? I almost forgot how piggy you are. Almost," he chuckled. "How about next time you come round we don't shower for a day or two, get really sweaty and you can enjoy me then. I like a sweaty pig, too." "Fuck yes, Sir. I bet your balls will smell great. Maybe go to the gym for me, too?" I asked, looking at him. "Yeah I'll do that and drive straight home, afterwards. Get a proper stink going," he agreed and smiled. "Nasty little pigboy." He moved his face to mine and gave a short kiss. When he broke away, he spoke again. "I have to get up early in the morning, so I think I have to kick you out now." He pulled a sad face at me before giving me another quick kiss. "I have work, too," I admitted reluctantly. I didn't want to leave, I wanted another half asleep breeding and a morning load, too. I moved up and off the bed, grabbed my poppers and jockstrap and received a soft slap on my ass as I bent over to pick it up. He got up, too and followed me down the hallway, watching me get dressed by his front door. Before I could leave, he pinned me by my throat against the wall, spat in my face and kissed me deeply. "Keep my loads in your cunt, bug chaser. Let them take," he released me from his grip and nudged me towards the door. "And I'll see you soon."

Later latest night a hot young spanish guy (a long standing fuck bud who loves older men) hit me up as he was heading home from hanging out with his friends. He was going home to his bf…. He asked if he could stop by. I was smoking a fat pre-roll at the time so I said we can smoke a little before going inside. He likes me to shot gun him so we did a few of those and made out etc. Now it’s the ground floor patio of my condo - bushes in front but not very private at all. A couple units can see on the patio. It’s also right by the front door. But it’s late and it’s quiet… He had showed up early so I was only in my shorts and jock strap. Talk about feeling slutty… but He turns me around and pushes down my shorts, puts his hands up and cranks on my nipples, and then pushes me into the patio sofa. I hear his pants opening. I am pretty stoned and I had prepped just in case but outside like this was completely unexpected. He spits, I furiously spit in my hand and swipe my hole, and then he is shoving it in. He isn’t real big but it still stung a bit. He proceeded to just fuck the hell out of me for about 5 mins. Right there outside. I couldn’t believe it. He usually takes a long time to cum so if figure he will pull out and leave since he is heading to the bf. Nope. He starts thrusting harder and I feel his dick get really hard and then he says “I am gonna cum oh my god I am cumming”. Like it was a surprise…. So freaking hot that it caught him off guard. He put a big load in me and I cleaned him up, we made out furiously for a few mins and then he booked home. He wrote me today that he never cums so fast (trust me I know). My ass is wonderfully achy today.

Looking down at my keyboard, I see that portions of the letters on the D, L, V and N keys are worn away, along with the entirety of the C key's letter. It's not lube as I don't use that at the computer, but it's from fingers that are sticky from snacking, etc. while I type. I only replace a keyboard when keys start not working. As someone who learned to touch type in the 1970's, I don't look at my fingers when I'm typing so I don't need to know what key is what, generally; and virtually every keyboard has little ridges on the F and J keys to help us touch-typists find the "home row" position even if we're blindfolded.

Being trans it's simple for me. The republican leadership wants me dead.

Martin raged in his mind as the guards escorted him into C Block He could not believe how fast Paul had taken everything from him. Bobby had divorced him, his money was gone and now he was here. In typical fashion Martin blamed everyone but himself for what had happened to him A huge hand fell on his shoulder and he was turned around A mountain of a man looked at him closely “You are Martin aren’t you?” the huge man said “How did you know that?” Martin asked more than a little afraid of this giant “The name’s Buster and I was in the visitation room the last time you came to talk to Paul. You pissed him off something terrible and I don’t rightly like that since Paul was kind of special to me” Buster said “You know Paul?” Martin squeaked in a frightened voice “Yup, he was here for years. He was a good friend the last few months. Now I don’t usually fuck guys because it take me forever to cum that way but I think I’m going to make you my personal bitch. You pissed off my friend and being my cum dump is gonna be your reward” Buster told him, sounding almost good natured about it as he groped a massive bulge in his loose pants “I don’t get fucked” Martin said automatically, he hated getting fucked and avoided it at all costs since he had been pozzed by a guy who said he was neg after he sent Paul to prison Buster laughed “You won’t be able to say that muck longer because I’m going to fuck you when, how and where I like from now on . Like I said, your my personal bitch. And don’t bother asking for help. I run things in C Block and no one is gonna lift a finger to stop me” Buster dragged him into his cell “This bitch is moving in with me” He told the guard “Fine with me” The guard said and walked off Buster put a hand on Martin’s shoulder and forced him to his knees “Why don’t you pull my pants down and kiss your new best friend, he needs some help getting hard, so you understand, if you make me force you or bite me it’s going to get much worse for you” The giant informed him Martin pulled Buster’s pants down and gaped. The thing hanging between Busters legs could not be real. Soft it was bigger than Martin’s cock was hard “Suck Bitch” Buster said Martin could barely get the head in his mouth Eventually Martin managed to get “his new best friend” hard, though his jaw and throat ached from the effort “Fuck there must ne horses who ate not this hung” He thought staring in horror at what this man intended to shove up his ass “Get your pants off and lay face down on the lower bunk” Buster told him. Having nowhere to run, Martin did what he was told Buster climbed on top of him and forced his legs apart. The head of his cock was the size f a small fist and he was not gentle as he pushed in. Martin shoved his own face into a pillow and screamed It took Buster almost half an hour to get all the way in that first time, Martin almost passes out several times from the pain of it When he was all the way in Buster started a slow in and out motion. He was not kidding about taking a long time to cum either. He fucked Martin for nearly two hours before cumming in him, depositing his load a couple inches past Martin’s inner ring and then pulling out leaving his hole gaping open “Good fuck Bitch, see you tonight” Buster said leaving Martin laying there barely able to feel his legs That night Martin got to find out what a Teddy Bear must feel like as Buster held him more like an object than a person. There was no escaping that grip and to be honest it was probably all that kept Martin from falling out of the narrow bed that was mostly taken up by Buster’s huge frame Paul had been a good leader for C Block and most people had liked him ot at least respected him. Martin was isolated. No one but Buster would even talk to him. He spent his days brooding in the cell he shared with Buster. A couple weeks after Martin became Buster’s personal Bitch a guard came and told him he had visitors As he walked into the visitation room he saw Buster shaking hands with Paul and Carl “I’m here to see my mom” Buster said indicating a tiny woman at a nearby table who smiled at them all. “I’m glad to see you both looking so good, freedom agrees with you . I got 15 more years before I get out. They put your friend Martin in C Block and he’s been getting a daily dose of my cock. He hasn’t thanked me once though” The huge man told them with a smirk Paul laughed “I’m surprised he can walk! That monster between your legs used to give me nightmares! Thank god you never tried to put it in me!” Buster smiled “You know I prefer to bottom but I’m making a special exception just for our friend. It teaches him humility if nothing else. Ahhh here is my Little Bitch now! I will let you two talk to him” and he ambled off to talk to his mom Martin sneered as he sat across from Paul and Carl “Come to gloat?” he asked snidely “Well maybe just a little” Paul said “I have to say you look terrible in prison orange. It's just not your color Martin” “I will get out someday Paul and when I do I will come after you and they boys with everything I have” Martin said hotly “Which is precisely nothing” Paul said with a smile “Your assets are gone, sold to pay off the money you stole and your legal bills, so don’t make threats you can’t follow through with” Martin ignored him “You know the one thing I comfort myself with? The fact that Bobby and Mike will carry my virus in them forever. I pozzed two of your precious sons and you can never undo that” he said viciously, hoping for at least a wince from Paul Paul just laughed. “Go ahead and tell him Carl, its why we came to see this pathetic looser in the first place. I want to watch his face crack and fall off when he finds out” “Well you see Martin, there was some question about that, I was fucking both boys twice a day for two weeks before you got ahold of them PrEP free. Paul came up with the idea. Anyway, it turns out both boys HIV strain exactly match mine, not yours, They were poz before you had a chance to infect them” Carl said a bit smugly He pulled a piece of paper showing the test results out of his pocket and laid it on the table “I don’t believe you! They would never have cheated on me!” Martin blustered but it was right there in black and white “Believe it” Paul said “I beat you, totally and completely. All three boys are mine because they WANT to be mine. You never had more than forced obedience. They never loved you like the love their Dad. You have no connection, no claim on them at all, not even your impotent virus in their veins” Martin looked like he wanted to luge across the table and strangle Paul “Go for it” Carl said quietly “I’d finally get to put my fist in your face and attacking a visitor would probably keep you here at least another five years” “I intend to be at every parole hearing you have, Bobby wants to come too. We will see if we can’t persuade them that you are where where you belong” Paul told him pleasantly “I will get my revenge on all of you!” Martin growled angry frustration Paul laughed “You sound like a villain in a bad movie, Martin. You are such a drama queen. You brought this all on yourself and I hope you enjoy every moment of it” Martin gave him a look of pure venom then stood stiffly, turned and stalked out of the room “What a nasty man” Buster’s mom said from a nearby table “But that was better than watching my soap operas! I thought he was going to explode!” “He’s quite a piece of work, isn’t he?” Buster said “There is just something wrong with him” Paul said shaking his head “Oh well, I have 15 years to beat it out of him, any advice on how to make it 'better’ for him? I got nothing else to do so I can make it my pet project” Buster said Paul thought about it and told the large man a few things, Carl added a few more “I will talk to my boys and see if they have anything to add and write you with it” Paul said and they shook their friends hand once more After Buster got the promised letter from Paul he made some changes to how he treated Martin “You are such a pretty girl, You know you deserve this and you secretly want it, You want to be my little bitch. I’m going to petition the Warden to let us get married so you can be my wife just like you secretly want” he would whisper in Martin’s ear as he fucked him. He pinched and stretched Martin's nipples with his large, rough fingers as well, keeping them constantly sore and eventually making them grow larger The Warden granted the partition and Martin seethed as he was forced to go through with the wedding, promising to be a good wife to Buster. The other men in C Block continued to avoid and isolate him so pretty much the only words spoken to him were Busters twisting manipulations while he got fucked by a cock that he was never able to take without pain, even after they had been fucking for years ******************************** 15 years later: Paul and Buster kept up a correspondence over the years and eventually Buster made a request of him that required some soul searching on Paul's part before he agreed Paul, Carl and Bobby waited outside the prison gates as Buster led a very timid, meek Martin out. The Warden had arranged for them to be released on the same day to prevent trouble Paul and Buster hugged then Paul regarded the wreck of a man that used to be Martin Martin avoided meeting anyone’s eyes and always tried to put himself behind Buster, as if the big man was his protector, his shield “Thank you for allowing him to be paroled Paul, he would have been lost and utterly defenseless in there without me. We have been together for almost 15 years and I actually do love him. Also, I'm the one who broke him so I need to take care of him now” Buster said quietly as Martin hid behind him, shying away from Paul, Carl and Bobby “It’s not you, he’s always like that now. He even thinks his name is “Buster’s Wife”, he wont even respond to "Martin" most of the time” Buster said sadly He turned and said “Come here Baby” and pulled Martin in front of him holding him protectively Martin looked at them “I know you don’t I?” he said hesitantly to Bobby “From another lifetime” Bobby said with compassion in his voice “We were married once, Marin” “Buster is my husband! I’m a good wife to him! I'm a good wife!” Martin said with an edge of panic in his voice “Shhhh Baby, Everything is ok, you are a good wife and I love you, stay calm” Bister said as he held the fretting Martin tightly, as if he might try to run off “He’s going to be on probation for the next 20 years or so and they will keep an ankle bracelet on hilt to track his location. We got you a nice condo near us and I arranged a monthly stipend for you Buster. I don’t think he should be left alone while you go to a job” Carl said and he sounded sad at what Martin had become “You are right, he falls apart if I’m away from him for more than an hour. Thank you all. I was worried how I would care for him and work at the same time” Buster said gratefully “This goes beyond even what he had planned for me and my brothers” Bobby said sadly “He’s totally broken” “You would have ended up just as broken but I doubt he would have cared for you like Buster is going to care for him” Paul said “He’s lucky others are not as selfish as he used to be” but even Paul had pity and compassion in his voice Buster became like a member of the family, the boys all went to visit with him a couple times a week as he cared for Martin who became more and more of a recluse, totally focused on Buster and only Buster. He would retreat tp the bedroom when Buster had visitors It continued that way for many years until, having not heard from Buster for a couple days, Paul went to check on them. No one answered the food and Paul used his key to let himself in He found them cold and still in bed together, Buster holding Martin clutched like a Teddy Bear The autopsy concluded “sudden unexplained heart stoppage” for both of them but it was unsure who had passed first Paul and Carl had them buried together, they stood at he grave side service surrounded by their family. Marc and his husband Sean, Bobby and Mike, who had found a small island nation where they could get legally married and now were close to their 20th anniversary and his three grandsons who were in their early 20s and also his slaves, as they should be They would miss Buster, the big man had been truly selfless in his devotion to caring for Martin Paul realized that, in the end, Martin had gotten what he had always wanted, Someone who loved hi, someone who devoted every waking moment to him. In his heart he hoped both Buster and Martin had found peace ******************************************************************************************************* Let me know what you think! Scanbu

Tied in a sling blindfolded for all to enjoy is the best way to surrender one's ass for pleasure & seed.

Marc was looking at his phone when Bobby and Mike came into his room naked “It’s time I guess” Marc said with a sigh. “I know you two did the best you could. I won’t fight you” and he led them back to the dungeon though he did walk very slowly When they got there Martin was dressed in his leather outfit, chaps. Boots and a harness. He closed and locked the door then went to stand in front of Marc “Nice costume Martin” Marc said “Am I supposed to be impressed or something?” Martin ignored him and went through his entire “I will cut you off and throw you all out into the streets” speech “I’m so scared” Marc said sounding bored “Could you repeat that again? It’s such a pretty speech. I’m sure you spent days memorizing it and it deserves to be heard more than once” Marc said very calmly with a bit of mocking derision in his voice “No matter what you do I will never willingly serve you. You will have to force me every time. You are nothing but a bully. No one loves you and no one ever will” "Marc seems to be stalling for some reason" Bobby though vaguely, his mind still in a fog “You little Bitch!” Martin snarled and went to slap him but stopped himself when Marc raised a fist "I will put you flat on your ass if you touch me" he said, again quite calmly “I have a better idea anyway. I will teach you obedience with my toxic cock up that tight little neg ass of yours. You will learn to love it like your brothers did and I will force them to help me” Martin said pretty much proving everything Marc had just said “Strip him and strap him down” Martin snapped to Bobby and Mike. Once again Marc didn’t fight his brothers as they removed his clothes and bound him on his back with his knees bent to his chest, he was totally immobilized, his neg hole totally vulnerable. It wasn't thier fault and they had endured enough for him already without him hitting them Martin shoved a gag in his mouth and buckled it in place then he motioned to Bobby and Mike and they went to two of the X crosses that had been set up for them. There were three in total. One for each boy. Martin planned to display them all there for his amusement once Marc was his too He quickly bound Mike and Bobby at wrist and ankle “To keep you out of mischief and to keep you from interfering when I ram my toxic cock into your little brother” Martin told them Then he walked to Marc and stroked his face “I’m going to rip out your virginity with my poz cock and teach you to love it You will thank me for hurting and breeding you someday. Your brothers thought they could resist me and look where they are now. You will be mine just like they are. I'm finally going to have all three of you and there is nothing any of you can do about it!” Marc rolled his eyes. Why did all villains' have ti monologue? It was such a cliché, But it did usually keep them busy until... They all heard the muffled click as the dungeon door unlocked and Martin gaped as Paul walked in, followed by a hugely muscular bald man and an only slightly smaller blond man “Sorry I’m late boys, There was an accident on the highway and it delayed us a little, It looks like we got here just in time though” “Dad!” Bobby and Mike said, snapping out if the stupor they had been in and struggling against their bonds Martin was a big man but he stood no chance against Carl and Sean as the bound him to the third cross while he shouted profanities and threats Paul gently took the gag out of Marc’s mount “I will be right back Son” he said, kissing him on the forehead Then he approached Martin who clamped his mouth shut until Carl grabbed his balls and twisted hard. Paul shoved the gag in Martin’s as he screamed mouth and buckled in place tightly “Much better! All that shouting was getting old” Paul said He desperately wanted to beat the hell out of this man who had tried to steal what was his but they would need him to appear unharmed soon He went back to Marc who looked up at him with love and trust in his eyes, even as he lay still bound and vulnerable ‘Hey Dad! I'm so glad you got here before that creep stopped running his mouth and actually did something! Are we going to…” he asked leaving it hanging “Yes we are Son. I have always planned on this happening. It’s why I made you and your brothers” Paul answered “You would never give me an answer when I asked you in my letters” Marc said a little sullenly “You just wrote back like I had never even asked “Son, you were under age, it would not be right for me to talk about things like that with you before you were 18” he answered “I knew what I wanted and who I wanted it with, by the time I was 14, I told you that over and over!” Marc said “I know Son, you were just to young” Paul said “Well I'm an adult now so I’m not too young and I want it!” Marc said “I know what will happen if we do it and I’m fine with it all!” Marc said almost defiantly “So be it then” Paul said He stripped naked and mounted his youngest son, aiming his cock at that virgin neg hole and started working his way in, using only his already dripping pre for lube Marc groaned a loud pained sounding “Yessss, I have always wanted it to be you and for you to make it hurt Dad” as his Paul’s head popped in Paul didn’t want to really hurt his youngest son but some pain was necessary when you are fucking a virgin hole with a almost 10 inch cock Marc hissed and moaned as his Dad worked that poz cock into his helpless neg hole. He had been in love with his Dad as long as he could remember and the thought if Dad getting him pregnant with HIV just made it even hotter for the twisted boy The though of Martin touching him gave him the creeps though. He had hated Martin from day one. His childish mind did not want to share his Dad’s love with anyone but his brothers, so Martin had been the enemy who messed up their happy home He felt Dad’s pubes grinding into him as his father bottomed out inside his no longer virgin hole “Fuck me Dad! I have wanted this for so long!” Marc groaned as his Dad began to piston in and out of him “You want my seed Son?” Paul asked after a while as he sped up his thrusting “You want the cock that made you to knock you up with toxic HIV? Beg me to poz you Son! Let Dad know how much you want his virus” “Do it Dad! I want your nasty little virus babies in my blood so bad! I want to be Daddy's little toxic slut!” Marc begged “Please poz me and own me forever Dad!” “Here it comes Son! Dad is going to infect his boy with his toxic poz cum!” Paul panted and pushed into his helplessly bound neg son and blasted that unprotected neg hole full of cum and virus Marc felt his Dad’s cock throbbing inside of him and a wonderful, wet feeling and he came hard, his cum pooling in his belly button Dad kissed him and slowly pulled out “Master, can I lick up his cum? He’s the most beautiful thing I have ever seen. He's just like you” Marc heard and the blond man who had come in with Dad came closer “Marc, this is Sean, is that ok with you?” Dad asked Marc liked what he saw. Sean was so handsome! “He can do more than lick up my cum if he wants Dad” Marc said Paul laughed and told Sean “Be my guest, but be wanted, Marc is the most like me. You may not be able to handle him. I’m guessing he has you under him as soon as you let him loose:” “That would be fine with me” Seam said stripping then bending down to lick up Marc’s cum before starting to undo the straps binding him When Marc stood up he looked the naked Sean up and down with appreciation and especially loving that smooth muscle ass. He would always belong to his Dad but Dad had a husband and so Marc would need someone to be his love, Sean would do just fine “Come with me!” Marc snapped and lead the large, meek, muscular, blond man to the bed on the other side of the room then fucked him hard. It was love at first fuck for the two of them. They would spend the rest of their lives together under Paul’s hand Bobby had been shocked to watch his Dad fuck his little brother and his mind was full of confusion as Dad approached him. He was still bound to the cross and Dad kissed him deeply “I don’t understand, Dad” Bobby said as the kiss broke “Bobby, the plan to enslave you three boys was mine from the beginning. It’s why I fathered three boys, Your mom was a submissive and she was fine with it as long as I was hands off till you were adults and O had no problem with that. Martin is not creative enough to come up with something like this. He just came up with a few variations on the original. like making you marry him. I never would have had to force you like he did” Dad told him “The difference between us is he wanted you out of selfishness and spite. He wanted all three of you boys focused only on him. Carl tells me you and Mike are in love and that is wonderful! Just because I own you does not mean I don't want you to find your own love and happiness!” he continued "What do you think Martin would have done if he found out you two were in love?” Dad asked “He was always setting us against each other as it is. He would have done his best to destroy our love. That’s why we hid it from him” Bobby said and then he understood Dad wanted to love and nurture his sons while he owned and fucked them. Martin just wanted to own and possess them so he could use them and pretend that they loved him With that realization Bobby became dedicated to his Dad in a way he never could have been to Martin Dad undid his restraints then motioned him to turn around and rebound his wrists “It’s time to claim my oldest Son as my slave” Dad said and Bobby felt his father's incestuous cock enter him It felt so dirty, so perverted and so right. Bobby moaned and pushed his ass back on his Dad’s cock and moaned ‘I’m yours Dad, I want to belong to you! I need to belong to the man who made me! Breed me Dad! Make me yours!” he said giving in totally to his Dad’s control They came at the same time as Paul seeded his first born and Bobby’s cock spewed his cum onto the cross Paul unbound Bobby and kissed his Son again, then he approached Mike Anger flared in Paul as he saw the broken look in Mikes tear filled eyes. He could kill Martin for how he had damaged his middle son “Hello my beautiful Son" he said as he undid Mike’s restraints Mike collapsed into him weeping “Carl, can you give me a hand with him?” Paul asked quietly They took him to his own bedroom and Bobby crawled into the bed to hold him “What? Am I so ugly you don’t want to have sex with me too?” Mike asked bitterly “Mike, you are and have always been beautiful. Of all my Sons you are the most handsome” Paul told him, sitting on the edge of the bed “You have never been more gorgeous than you are right now, I want you but I won’t take you unless you consent" “He’s right Mike” Bobby said “You have always been the best looking and these just make you more beautiful” he said lightly touching Mike’s nipples Carl sat on the other side of him and said gently “Mike, I know that it was done against your will but it’s ok to admit you like them and you like how they make you feel. Martin used shame to control you but honestly, next to your Dad, you are the sexiest thing I have ever seen, just like you are” Mike held his arms out to his Dad and said “I want to belong to my Dad too” Paul made gentle love to his middle son taking him on his back as both Bobby and Cark played with, pinched and even sucked his nipples and all three told him what a handsome, beautiful MAN he was. Bobby got down and sucked him as Carl took over working both nipples. Mike shot off in his brother/lover’s mouth as his Dad bred him for the first time After a brief recovery period Paul and Carl went out into the hall, leaving Bobby and Mike to catch a few hours sleep. They were going to sleep in Bobby’s old room as they saw Marc and Sean headed into Marc’s room “Martin is all secure, he stopped struggling a while ago and was just glaring daggers at us as we left him and turned off the lights. We took the gag out and he was yelling his head off when we shut the door. Good thing the room is sound proof" Marc said with a wet smile They caught what sleep they could and then, after dressing and breakfast, Paul called the police While they waited Bobby, Sean and Carl went to get Martin. When they brought him out he was wearing a pair of the frilly feminine shorts he often made Bobby wear pulled up over his chaps. He looked absolutely ridiculous as Carl and Sean held him on either side by an arm When the [police got there Paul told them “I evicted this man from my house here because he was mistreating and abusing my oldest Son who he is married to. He showed up this morning, dressed like this and making threats” “Is there a Martin here?” a voice came from outside behind the office who stood listening in the front foyer “He’s in here” Paul called and a man cane in with a large envelope “That’s him” Paul said nodding to Martin who, after a sleepless night in bondage was a little out of it The man pressed the envelope to Martin’s chest and said “You are served. I believe these are legal separation papers from your husband” That woke Martin up. He snarled and lunged at Bobby but Carl and Sean held him firmly “You little Bitch! I will kill you before I will let you divorce me! You are MINE!” he raged "And that's why I evicted him. His thirty days were up yesterday" Paul said "Oh yeah! I taped it to the door here!" the process server said Actually he had handed it to Bobby who met him at the front door. The man worked for Carl's lawyer so it had been easy to arrange “Ok Buddy, I have heard enough” the police officer said and he made a circle motion with his finger Sean and Carl turned Martin around and the officer cuffed him while saying “You have the right to remain silent… “Thanks Officer” Paul said as Martin was led out “It’s my youngest son’s 18th birthday today and Martin was totally ruining it for everyone” Once the police car pulled off they all looked at each other and burst out laughing Martin was charged with trespassing, attempted bodily harm, home invasion and making death threats and before Martin could arrange bail another warrant came in for his arrest The investigation into the District Attorney had turned up a lot. Martin was one of several people charged with bribery and conspiracy and they also hit him with the original embezzlement he had sent Paul to prison for. His assets were frozen so he could not hire a good lawyer and the trial went badly for him. He was sentenced to a total of 35 years as the judge had to admonish Bobby, Mike and Marc for cheering As luck would have it he was sent to the very same prison Paul had been sent to and placed in C Block, where things got even worse for him ***************************************************************************************************** Next Chapter: In The End Let me know what you think! Scanbu

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

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

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

I was hit up a couple of weeks ago on grindr while working out early at the gym. Hot Asian guy who lived closed by and liked my pic and simple and direct profile “caged bottom”. I needed to be at work soon, so couldn’t hook up. We started to make plans but with pending travel it would be a while before he could get inside me. He asked lots of questions about me taking loads and how I like to be used and at some point, I mentioned an old fuck bud who would freeze a load or two and use it as lube to fuck me. Bham! He latched onto that idea and vowed to freeze every load until we managed to meet up. During the two-week work trip, he sent periodic pics of the forming cubes, one, two, then three. They grew quickly and were a mix of his thick loads and spit. Bubbly, creamy, and so hot looking in the pics – my hole gaped every time I glanced at the pics. Fast forward to Friday morning, when we finally arranged to meet. Up early, cleaned out, shaved bare as I was told, cage back on (didn’t travel with it on), poppers in hand, and out the door. Arrived at his place, buzzed in, let myself into his apartment, and met him for the first time. Hot guy, a bit of a belly, thin shorts with a silhouette of a raging hard on. I did as instructed and stripped at the door, got on my knees, and opened my mouth. He walked over, lowered his shorts and laid his beautifully hard, 7.5”, cocoa coloured cock on my tongue. “Suck it faggot” was the first words he spoke to me, which then led to a deep throating, slime producing, face fuck. He pulled free, pulled me up, pushed me toward the bedroom and signalled for me to get on my back on the bed, ass over the edge, legs spread eagle. He looked down on me, grabbed a bit of lube for his dick and my hole, placed the tip at my entrance, we both hit the poppers, then he slid inside just as the waves hit. So fucking awesome. He started slowly, but quickly picked up the pace until he was pile driving my hole. This went on for maybe 5 or 10 min, then he slowed, pulled out, and left the room. He came back with a frozen cube of thick spit and cum. He rubbed it on his dick, rubbed it over my hole, then slide his dick back in. I poppered up and then “open your mouth” and “suck it”. Fuck is tasted so good!! Sweet and salty…sucked on it for a few seconds rounding out the edges and making it slimy, then he took it from my mouth, pulled his cock out of my hole, then proceeded to push it inside me. It was an intensely slutty moment – riding a popper wave while giving way to a half dozen loads being pushed inside me. My mind racing, my cock straining in my cage, and my hole eagerly accepting the cold gift. The cold felt good on my open hole. Once it was inside, he slid his dick back in and started to bash the cube apart to help it melt. My hole was opening up nicely and I was very soon feeling super wet and it was making squelching noises as he pounded away. He started spouting a string of degrading remarks and fuelled by more poppers, I melted into slut mode and was moaning in crazed ecstasy and egging him on to use my cum hole harder. Fuelled by more poppers he really took to fucking my hole open and the cum and spit was dribbling from my hole. He pulled out, said “doggie”, left for a moment and returned with the other two cubes. Poppered again, he fed me one in my mouth and the other he was rubbing on my hole. I spat out the one I had been sucking on and he replaced it with the other and proceed to slide the slimed up one inside me. Then repeated with the second. Then his dick again. Oh boy it was cold inside…an odd feeling, but his dick back in felt “right”! We both poppered up and then he went into high gear with fucking. My hole was a mess and I couldn’t think nor form words. My ass up, chest on the bed, arms out, just serving as a receptacle for all of him. My second hole opened and he was driving his two weeks of loads deep inside. My hole felt so open and used..bottoms, you know the feeling when everything is so relaxed but your hole is sorta sucking things inside – a state in which you could take it for hours. I don’t know how long this went on for. Eventually he pulled out, ordered me on my back, knees against my chest and dove back in. Poppered again and then he stared into my eyes as he pounded eventually saying what every slut craves… “I’m close”, to which I started begging for his load as he built up to the moment when he groaned loudly and started bucking inside me. He seemed to unload for at least a minute. As we came down from the fuck, he pulled out, I felt my used, wet, gaping hole as he slipped his slimy cock into my mouth. “Clean it fag”. While cleaning his cock, he put his hand under my hole and said “push it out”, which I did out flowed a frothy mess of cum and spit, which was dribbled into my mouth and I cleaned his fingers. We slowly came back to reality and we finally started to chat and get to know each other. I wish I could have been sent away with my hole gaping and leaking, but I was off to work and fortunately he let me shower and clean up. Still, my hole was loose and wonderfully wet all day as I ran from meeting to meeting.

I make it clear from the beginning. No condom. I won’t wear one as it absolutely makes me lose all sensation in my dick. And my ass crack and asshole are way too hairy to tolerate a condom pounding my ass.

We all love a bad boy. Hopefully some of Apex's traits will rub off on Ted. Once Ted is successfully loaded up and passes his gift to Warren, he'll join a biker gang, get some ink of his own and develop a few other bad habits 😈

Reminds me of Ethyl Waters songs (like 'Come up and see me sometime') back before Billy Graham came along and "saved" her. After that, all she sang was His Eye is on the Sparrow, dammittall .... better than Jesus keep me Near the Cross, but .....

I love to bareback I make that perfectly clear when we talk . If he insists on condom I say no thank you. One hookup I had a guy who agreed on bareback was going to put a condom on before he entered me I said no condom or no ass. He insisted on condom and we simply stopped and he left. I respect people who want to use condom but if you agree not to use one you cannot change your mind

It's likely to get exceptionally more unusual as I continue on. Thank you for the compliment

sounds promising, not giving out phone/email is good thats one reason am not on telegram

I'm with Bootman here. I learned to fast touch type in the 60's. Just went through too many new keyboards trying to get a good one. Finally did. I don't know if it would pass the lube test but it survives everything else. Can't say I've cum on it though. Oh wait! I have. And iPads...ewk! Lube safe, yup, but lousy for fast typists. And the mind boggles at what is in that lube! Lol.

Yess, I have refused a few. But most will fake the intention to open a condom when they have one in their hand: they grab one and look in my slutty eyes and I say "no, not necessary", which will unleash the fuck-mode inside them. Their cock gets rockhard and they breed me deep....that kind of permission is all it takes...

I haven't been blindfolded yet.. but it is one of my fantasies.. Being blindfolded, face-down-ass -up, having a guy calling/encouraging other tops to fuck and breed me .. in a " breed'n'go " configuration (come to fuck, rough fuck, breed and then leave)... In this way, I don't have to think about who is coming next, or if there's someone next... My only thoughts would be "take care of the top, suck him good, give my pussy for his dick, get his load(s) deep inside, clean his dick by sucking after the breeding"... No dick refused, no load refused... Tally on my back...

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.

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

This stud has skills from previous flings at high school with buddies and girls.

Great weekend, had a tree surgeon cutting down my trees in garden. Ginger hairy lad. Sucked him off, his brother came so no fuck, but he's back next week. Market stall today, older guy, maybe about 70, really decent cock hard too, sucking him for a while, then he politely asked if I liked getting fucked. Next in cubicle over toilet, gotta say he was a great fuck, big cummerbund too.

Age 12 or 13. I can’t remember lol

I woke up cold. We'd drifted off, after our exertions and hadn't gotten underneath the duvet. I lay there, unsure of what to do. Should I wake him, or snuggle closer and his body to keep me warm? Either way I needed to use the bathroom first. I tried to extract myself from his arms without waking him, but I was unsuccessful. The man I'd met hours earlier stirred and spoke to me. "Are you leaving?" He asked me. "No, I just need to piss," I answered, getting off the bed. "First door you come to," he told me. "Are you cold? I'm freezing," he said, moving to get under the blanket. I walked out of the bedroom and into the hallway, finding the first door in the darkness. The light made me recoil, blinded. I relieved myself and wondered what time it was. After I'd finished, I left the light on and went to my clothes, still in a pile by the door into the apartment. I fished my phone out of my pocket; 3.3am. I didn't make much sense of the timing. I was so tired, maybe we'd stayed up longer than I'd thought. I did work 3 loads out of the man. I walked back to the bedroom, feeling a chill creeping in. The room was dark as I dropped my phone onto the padded chair next to the bed and climbed under the covers. I shuffled towards the man who'd bred me only an hour or so before. "Welcome back." His hands grabbed me and pulled me to his body. "You're freezing!" He exclaimed. "You should have said something." "I only just woke up," I told him as my body shuddered, accepting the warmth under the blanket and a man against me. It was still dark when I woke up. I'd drifted off again. This time my dick was hard and I could feel another hard dick against my butt cheeks. I moved, pushing my back and my ass into my new dom. "I was hoping you'd wake up soon," he whispered in my ear. He moved his arm on top of me up, licked his fingers and moved it back underneath the covers. "Unhh," was all I could manage, as his fingers rubbed his spit across my hole. I felt his hand move off my ass before his thick cock pushed against me. I relaxed my hole and angled myself towards him, to make it easier for myself. My hand moved towards the seat, trying to find the bottle of poppers. I found my phone, dragging it towards me, before dropping it and moving my hand back. Finding the small brown bottle, I snapped my hand to my nose. His fat dick was already inside me when I was uncapping the poppers, frantically seeking help. "Huff those poppers, boy." I was ordered. "Deep breaths." I didn't know how he could see me, but I did as I was told. I sniffed deep and hard at the bottle under my nose twice, before capping them and thrusting my hips back towards the dick inside me. We both moved slowly, enjoying a slower fuck. I moaned and grunted, enjoying his thick raw dick. "Thank you, Sir. I fucking love you inside me," I said. "Mhmm. Yeah, you like raw dick, don't you? Tell me you love it raw." "Raw is law, Sir. I love it raw. I haven't used a rubber since I was 20." I confessed. "Good boy. Good boy," he said, each word longer than the last. Our hips thrust against each other for a long time. I was starting to tire out when I heard him say "I'm gonna have to crank it up a notch if you want another load, boy." "How do you want me?" I asked. "On your front, don't move." I rolled onto my front, away from him. His dick slipped out, making me moan. I kept my body still as I reached for the poppers again. My top moved over me, lining his dick up to my hole, still under the duvet. Cold air rushed in at my back, as he lifted himself off me and I started inhaling the poppers. "You want another toxic load, boy?" I answered as I exhaled. "Yes, sir. Knock me up." He pushed inside as I exhaled again. "You're gonna get it, gonna get infected. You want me to convert you?" "Yes, please. Give me what you got, I need it, poz me up, Sir," I begged. The man on top of me started to pound at my hole. I felt his sweat dripping onto my back as he talked dirty to me. "I'm gonna give you my bugs. You're gonna get it, boy. Tell me you want HIV. Beg me for a poz load." I obeyed every instruction. I kept my body still, whilst he fucked me hard and fast, replying to his poz verbal. "Give me everything, Sir. Give it to me. I want HIV, infect me. I need poz cum!" After a few minutes, I felt him shudder. He thrust deep and hard, then lay down on top of me. I grabbed the blanket and pulled it back up over us both. A few minutes more, he spoke to me, "Suck me clean, boy. I thought you liked ass to mouth?" I pulled his cock out of my hole and shuffled down the bed to find his softening member. I opened my mouth and enveloped him, tasting his toxic cum and my bloody cunt. I couldn't taste much blood, wondering if I'd dodged the bullet tonight. 'Time will tell,' I told myself. Slinking back up the bed. hoping to be spooned for the rest of the night, I was met with a white plastic strip in front of me. "You're neg, boy. Your test is negative." "I'd almost forgot we did that," I said, moving my back against his chest. "Me, too... I'm glad you're neg. I hope I get to change that," he said, before throwing the test onto the chair and wrapping his arms around me.

Chapter 7: Penthouse Confidential Life in the penthouse kept right on going for almost two more years. Alan fulfilled his promise, lining Ricky up with a steady, full time job in an upscale men’s wear store just a few doors down the street from the condo building. “How much would you like me to contribute to the household expenses each month?” “Nothing, Ricky. It’s all under control. You’ll have pocket money, but also you’ll have a chance to start a savings and investment program. Actually, I’ve set one up for you, with a $25,000 starter gift. That’s the minimum amount to open one of these.” Alan went on to explain how the pooled funds in the program were invested by the managers in multiple kinds of investment vehicles, and shifted around to take full advantage of the rises and falls in the various markets. The trick, as he explained to his boy, was to regard the fund not as mad money but, as he put it, “a long-term investment in your future. When you come to the point where larger sums of money can help you achieve your lifetime goals, that’s when you use it.” Ricky promptly went on line and, with Alan’s assistance, set up an automatic monthly payment from his account into the fund pool. Alan smiled broadly at this choice. He couldn’t help reflecting that this boy was the absolute opposite of the last one, a carefree wasteful spender who had as little money when Alan gently dropped him as he’d had eighteen months before when they had first met. By this time, Alan had set Ricky up with a desk and all the necessaries in the living room of one of the guest suites, and just like that, the impoverished young guy from East Mudhole had his own private office in one of the most deluxe addresses in greater Los Angeles. Ricky surprised Alan in other ways as well. He heard from Ricky’s boss (an old friend) that, unlike some of his contemporaries, Ricky didn’t make a habit of wandering in to work late, or of texting whenever there were customers in the store. In fact, he took to putting his phone on silent mode and leaving it in his pocket. His friends, Dylan especially, teased him mercilessly about being so anti-social, but the customers appreciated the way he gave them his full attention and listened carefully to their requirements. Just by giving this level of full attention to his work on the sales floor, he racked up an impressive total of sales in his first month. His success was achieved in spite of the fact that some of the customers’ requirements really needed to be put on ice. One afternoon, he heard some grumbling and bitten-off swear words coming from one of the change rooms. Knocking gently on the door, he asked, “Need any help?” The customer, a handsome, darkly Latin thirty-something man, opened the door, saying “This zipper’s stuck.” Ricky had already fished the zipper soap out of his pocket before he realized that the zipper wasn’t so much stuck as it was blocked by a sizable – and growing – lump in the man’s briefs. He reached out and squeezed it a couple of times, then backed it up and zipped the trousers. As he did so, he winked at the customer. “There. All under control now.” He then reached into his pocket, pulled out a scrap piece of paper, and scribbled his phone number on it with a note, “After 5 p.m.” The man, who gave his name as Adriano, was waiting outside when Ricky left at his 5 p.m. quitting time. Ricky was perfectly set up for some hot action because Alan had a business dinner to attend and wouldn’t be home until around nine o’clock. Adriano led Ricky to his condo, almost across the street from the building with the penthouse. As soon as they were into the apartment, Adriano came behind Ricky and embraced him, running his hands up and down the slender body as he ground his bulge into the enticing curve of Ricky’s ass. Ricky reached back and grasped Adriano’s thighs, pulling him even closer against the curve of the boy’s ass. “Oh, yeah, grind that thing against my ass, let me feel it – like I want to feel it inside me.” Adriano clapped a hand over Ricky’s mouth. “Quiet, you little slut. I don’t want a nonstop porn soundtrack. I’ve heard all about you and your hot, wet ass that’s always open for dick, and I’m going to breed you – but don’t you give me orders. I’m giving the orders here. Got that?” He emphasized the words with a slap on Ricky’s butt, and Ricky nodded. Silent, and looking scared, but inwardly gleeful at being ordered around. “Take off my shirt.” Ricky tugged Adriano’s shirt free of his trousers and lifted it up and over his head, practically drooling at the sight of the furry, muscular chest which came into view. He just loved a bit of body hair – not too much, but this man obviously groomed it with care, and it looked super-sexy and super-masculine. Ricky dropped to his knees, still wearing his suit and tie, and began mouthing and rubbing the bulge in Adriano’s tight pants, coaxing it into full life. He started undoing Adriano’s waistband, got it open, and tugged down the same zipper that he had pulled up into place a few hours earlier. Even with the zipper all the way down, he had to tug on the waistband to get the tightly-fitted trousers over the man’s firm, muscular ass. Adriano kicked his shoes away, and Ricky got his trousers down and off. Then he went right back to work on Adriano’s tight, bulging G-string briefs. “Get back up here, slut. Get those clothes off, I want to see you all over so I know what I’m getting.” Ricky quickly got undressed, taking his suit and tie and folding them neatly on a chair close by. He piled his shirt and socks on the floor next to it, and stood there, naked except for his tight blue briefs. His cock was bulging just as much as Adriano’s, and leaving a wet spot on the front, but that wasn’t what Adriano was interested in. He wrapped his arms around Ricky again, stroking the boyish chest as he ground his bulge against the round, bulging ass cheeks which Ricky had built up with pride in the gym. Then he slid a hand down, inside the waistband, and began fingering and teasing the hole, which quivered and twitched as soon as he touched it. Adriano lifted Ricky right up off the floor, carried him into the bedroom and flung him face-down across the bed like a piece of wood. Almost before Ricky landed, the hunk leaped on the bed behind him and pulled his briefs right off, then buried his face into the crack and began eating Ricky’s ass at full throttle. Ricky groaned, but Adriano slapped his ass again as a signal to shut his mouth. It was hard. Ricky was usually vocal when he was getting eaten, and this man was a master of ass action with his mouth. Ricky clenched his teeth together to keep quiet while that tongue was probing and pushing and thrusting into him. Adriano got up on his knees, rolled Ricky over like a sack of oats, and barked, “Get that off and suck me.” Ricky tugged down the G-string and laid down on the bed on his face, lifting his head to suck the guy’s cock. As it got bigger and bigger in his mouth, he realized that this guy was going to be a challenge, especially if he wanted it rough. His dick was growing out to a full ten inches, and while it wasn’t nearly as thick as Steve’s monster had been, it was still going to give him the gears when it got inside him. He slobbered and slurped on that big stick, getting as much of it down his throat as he could take, while Adriano leaned forward over his prone body, playing and fingering his ass some more. After he’d sucked that long tool for about five minutes, and his jaw was getting sore, Adriano pulled away, got behind him, spread his legs apart, and planted his dick against Ricky’s hole. Ricky tried to relax his hole as much as he could, knowing that ten inches of manmeat was going to be all the way up in his butt in just seconds. To his surprise, and despite his animal growling, Adriano actually took his time getting it into the boy butt. He started with just the head, moving it back and forth an inch at a time inside Ricky. Ricky got the message, remembering that Adriano’s tool had jumped every time he’d gotten to the head when he was sucking. Extra sensitive head on his cock. Ricky worked his ass on the head of Adriano’s tool, and Adriano moaned, “Good work, slut. My dick likes your ass.” Then he became sterner, more decisive, pushing steadily inwards while Ricky struggled to let the whole thing into him. At last, they made it, and Adriano was pressing his hips downwards against Ricky’s firm round ass, his ten inches of cock buried all the way inside Ricky’s hole. For the next twenty minutes, Adriano pounded Ricky’s ass in that one position. It was obviously his favourite way to take a boy, because it took less than five minutes for him to get all the way there and spurt out a first blast of semen into Ricky’s tight hole. Unlike a lot of men, he neither shrank nor stopped, continuing right on fucking as soon as the contractions of his orgasm ebbed away. After another fifteen minutes or so, Adriano stopped, pulled out, rolled onto his back, and snapped at Ricky to “ride me, boy.” Ricky scrambled into position, planted his ass over that rigid fuck rod and slowly sat back down on it, then began riding up and down, doing his signature twisting of his butt to get the cock to rub against his prostate as he went. Despite his best efforts to keep it quiet, he knew that Adriano’s tool was going to fuck a load right out of him, any minute, any second, any…. “Fuck, I’m cumming.” The slap that landed on his ass pulled the trigger, and his cock, erupted, pumping his seed into the air to splatter back down across Adriano’s furry, muscled body. His hole was grabbing hard at the cock inside him as his own meat exploded and pumped out his load. As he finished cumming, Adriano snapped at him, “Get down there and clean up your mess, boy.” Ricky didn’t need to be asked twice. He loved working his tongue all over that furry chest and those taut abs, licking and slurping up all of the cream he’d just deposited. Once he got it all, Adriano, rolled him onto his back. Then he mounted on top of Ricky, pushing his legs up to expose his hole again. He bent down, ate Ricky’s ass for another minute, and then took his big tool and plunged back in. No more slow motion. Now he was fucking like a madman, slamming in and yanking back, going at top speed, his hips rattling out a tattoo of loud smacks against Ricky’s ass cheeks. Ricky could tell he was about to get bred again, and he did his best to work his hole on Adriano’s tool, to draw the load up and out. Adriano slammed down against Ricky’s ass, pressing in hard as his cock spasmed and erupted inside the boy’s body, shooting a second and even larger load of sperm into the tunnel. As the flood slowed down, he pulled out, began jerking again, and in a few seconds his cock spasmed some more and he jammed it back into Ricky, pumping out several more squirts of his man milk into the now-tired ass. At last he pulled out. Ricky let his legs down, and lay there, exhausted. He’d cum a second time while Adriano was piledriving him, and he’d only just realized it now, feeling the ropes of his own seed all over his body. Adriano gave him another slap, this time almost more of an affectionate pat, and said, “Let’s hit the shower.” It was the 180 degree polar opposite of the tough top man of a few moments earlier. Now, Adriano was laughing and giggling as they washed each other off, like a playful boy himself. Ricky was surprised to realize that it suited him just as much as the stern dominant top had done. The guy might look like a textbook Latin stud, but inside he was more of a chameleon, changing colours at a moment’s notice. By the time he got dressed and left, at seven thirty, with a heartfelt kiss goodbye and a very sore ass, Ricky had learned another life lesson about that most puzzling of all creatures on the planet, the Random Hook-Up. Back home, he enjoyed a long leisurely sit in the hot tub on the terrace, and actually dozed off there – because he was awakened by a foot bumping into him as Alan settled into the tub alongside him. Alan’s arm went around his boy, snuggling him close. “Did you have a good day?” “Well, yes, Daddy.” “That sounded a little tentative.” “Put it this way, there’s good news and bad news. The good news is that I’ve got two big loads inside me.” Alan beamed at that. “And the bad news?” “It was a wild ride. I’m too worn out for any more tonight.” “If you can hold onto it until tomorrow, I’ll be a happy camper.” “Thank you for understanding, Daddy.” Alan held him closely and kissed him tenderly. Inwardly, Ricky blessed his luck yet again at getting himself a daddy who was so easygoing and willing to give him as much room as he needed. In another hour, they were snuggled down together in bed, falling asleep in each other’s arms as they both loved to do. And in the morning, Alan took him gently, not wanting to put that lovely ass completely out of commission, and he fucked Ricky slowly and easily, enjoying the feeling of Adriano’s loads around his cock, until he had planted one more load of his own inside his boy. Life continued along similar lines for the next weeks and months. Ricky had several visits with Steve and Jim, visits which always included some sexual antics. In return, he and Alan invited the other two to the penthouse, and they had one memorable four-way in which Ricky took loads in his butt from all three of the others, with Alan going last while Ricky sucked Jim’s cock and Steve ate Alan’s ass. Then there was the memorable day when Alan left town for three days for some lengthy meetings in Dallas, and Ricky, having a day off, decided to just relax in the sunshine out in the hot tub. He’d forgotten that it was Tuesday. Just after ten o’clock, as he was dozing in the sunshine with the water bubbling around him and relaxing his muscles, the door slid open. “Daddy?” The response was an unfamiliar voice. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to disturb you.” Ricky’s eyes shot open. “I’m Ryan, the housekeeper.” The tall man with a head of wavy strawberry blond hair extended a hand to Ricky, who held onto it perhaps a second longer than was strictly necessary. “I’m Ricky. Sorry about this, I totally forgot it was Tuesday. I’ll get out of here and head down to the pool instead, so I’m out of your way.” He stood up in the hot tub and saw Ryan’s eyes immediately drop down to his crotch, encased (but barely) in his favourite swimsuit, the tiny little one that barely held everything in place. Ricky was taking a quick inventory of Ryan, too, as he stood up, from the firm pecs swelling the front of his t-shirt to the sizable thighs pushing through his work pants, and the noticeable bulge in the crotch. The big arm muscles straining the tight sleeves of his t-shirt didn’t escape notice either. This was one hot muscular stud, and from the looks of him definitely interested. Ryan laughed. “I heard about you from my new boyfriend, but he sold you short. You’re a damn sight cuter and sexier than he let on.” “Do I know him?” “He certainly knows who you are. His name’s Leo. Does that ring a bell?” Ricky laughed. “Sure does. He was pretty unforgettable. He’s back up here in L.A. now?” Ryan nodded. “The second night I met him, we were exchanging notes about our lives after we fucked. I told him where I was working, and he immediately asked if I’d met and fucked Alan’s new boy toy yet. So I found out about you before I even found out much about him.” Ricky had stepped out of the tub and was putting on a bit of a show for Ryan’s benefit as he dried himself off. He couldn’t help noticing that Ryan’s pants were bulging even more. He stepped closer, palmed the bulge, and put on a fake southern-belle accent. “Oh, mah gosh, honey, is that thing yall are carryin there all for lil ole me?” Ryan laughed. He liked this boy’s insouciant manner. Alan’s previous boy toy had been much more sullen and full of himself. “I’d love to, Ricky, but I’m on duty and this big penthouse is hell to keep clean – not because you fellows are messy, but because there’s so damn much of it. Check in with me again at four o’clock when I’m done, that’s a different story.” Ricky gave a mock sigh of frustration, winked at Ryan, and headed inside to get dressed and go out for the morning. As he went, he threw the single word “Deal!” over his shoulder. Ryan watched his sweet ass twitching in that tiny swimsuit as he went, gave his crotch one firm rub, and then shut off the water jets and his imagination, and got down to work. It was the time of day when his friends might be expected at the café down the block if they weren’t working at the time. Ricky dropped down to the café for a cappuccino, and sure enough, there were Terry and Dylan sitting together and chatting. He joined them once he got his drink, and at once found he was getting interrogated about all his recent sexual antics. Dylan was looking distinctly jealous when he heard about the four-way. Terry, though, laughed heartily. “Dylan, I think I unleashed a monster when I took this young innocent to Steven’s party. Now, there’s no stopping him. Attention all WeHo men, lock up your partners because Ricky, the insatiable bottom, is on the loose!” That set both Dylan and Ricky laughing. “Sorry, guys, I have to go. Dylan, watch yourself with him – he is dangerous!” Terry laughed again as he picked up his cup and headed out the door. “What are you up to today, Dyl?” “Just got a new job at Shooting Stars. I go on duty at five o’clock. I fit it in around my existing work hours for my temp agency.” “Shooting Stars – oh, right, the bar two blocks down on the right.” “Yup. It’s a popular place for sure. Jim and Steve like to hang out there. Lots of other regulars too. Alan used to be a regular after Aaron left – until you came along and took him off the market again.” Ricky laughed. “He’s never taken me there. He does all his matchmaking out by the pool, pointing me in the direction of guys he knows would like to breed me. And you know what he likes when I come home to him.” They both laughed again, Dylan shaking his head in puzzlement at Alan’s preferences. There was just no accounting for some guys’ tastes, but Alan was definitely an extreme example, at least in Dylan’s limited but rapidly growing experience. But Ricky went on, eagerly. “Anyway, wait till I tell you what happened this morning.” He then proceeded to explain about how he met the housekeeper, and about the conversation which ensued. “And that’s all you did? You talked? Ricky, I know you too well to fall for that one!” “Seriously, yes. He had to get on with his work. But he did say it would be a different story if I came back when his work hours were done.” “And when is that?” “Four o’clock.” “Damn. A couple of hours earlier, I’d have loved to come along for the party. But that’s too close for comfort. I refuse to be late to work at Shooting Stars. This new job is paying me well, the tips are awesome, and if it means I can get out of the hellhole I’m trapped in sooner, I’m all for it.” Ricky nodded agreement. He had heard enough already about Dylan’s undesirable straight roommates, the two guys who could only talk in monosyllabic grunts, and the lesbian woman who acted like she was too good for any of the rest of them. Or, as Dylan himself had put it, “She sure thinks her shit doesn’t stink.” They sat there chatting for long enough that both of them ordered another cappuccino, and something to eat for lunch. Each of them had no hesitation classifying the other as “best friend” since the conversation always flowed easily, no topic was off the table, and they were in a fair way to understanding each other better than either of them had ever understood anyone in their entire lives. The occasional hot sexual encounters they enjoyed together were the icing on the cake. Finally, at one o’clock, Dylan left to go home and grab a couple of hours of shuteye before work time. Ricky headed back up to the penthouse. He heard Ryan humming tunelessly over the whine of the vacuum cleaner down in the guest wing. He smiled to himself, went into the master suite, and got changed into one of his less provocative swimsuits for an afternoon at the pool. Three hours of lying out in the sun put him in a good mood. He even took time to exchange “Can you do my back?” sunscreen rubs with Will, another cute twink who’d fucked him once a few months earlier. The sun was warm, life was good, and he could feel both his bulge and his hole twitching every time one of the hot guys there walked past him. A few minutes before four o’clock, he picked his stuff up and left, heading downstairs and over to the other wing, then back up to the penthouse. As he let himself in, he heard no sounds, Shrugging philosophically, he headed down the hall into the suite – and stopped dead. There, a real sight for sore eyes, was the muscular Ryan, lying sprawled out on the master bed with every inch of him – including his rigid eight-inch cock – on view to the all-seeing eyes of the universe. Ricky stopped dead, staring at the spectacle and unconsciously rubbing his bulge which was already growing and crowding the space in his swimsuit. Ryan broke the spell by speaking. “Well, don’t just stand there staring at it, get over here and show me what you can do with it!” Ricky dropped his phone and keycard on the table and took a flying leap onto the bed, coming down right in between Ryan’s massive thighs, and then crawling forward until his eager mouth came in contact with the head of Ryan’s cock. It was thick. Almost as thick as Steve’s massive tower of power, if that were possible, but not as long. That made it look shorter than it actually was – but Ricky soon discovered the truth of the matter when he tried, and miserably failed, to deep-throat the thing. But it didn’t matter, because it was Ricky’s ass that really interested Ryan. He was probably the happiest camper in all of WeHo when Ricky planted his cute boy ass on top of that big, thick meat and then slowly sat down all the way, taking every bit of it deep inside himself. Ricky was getting to be a really expert bareback rider by this time, sliding up and down the dick, twisting around to take it at all kinds of different angles, and changing from forward to reverse positions on the turn of a dime. Ryan took control again when he felt his load rising, and grasped Ricky by his tight little waist, holding him still while he thrust his cock forcefully upwards into Ricky’s ass, slamming that cute boy butt harder and harder until he exploded, pumping a massive load of cum deep inside Ricky’s body. Afterwards, as they chatted for a few minutes out of the shower, Ricky just had to ask the Big Question. “So, with you and Leo, do you breed him, or does he breed you?” “What makes you think I’d let him breed me?” “Because when I met him in Hawaii, he was playing ‘strictly top only’ and doing a very convincing job of it.” Ricky thought for a second. “More convincing than you.” “Then what makes you think that he’d bottom for me?” “Because he told me that he used to be Alan’s boy a few years back, and when you’re Alan’s boy, you bottom.” Ryan looked thoughtful. “Hmm. Now that’s something I didn’t know. But just to satisfy your raging curiosity, we switch it up – both of us, 50/50.” “Ever do three-ways and four-ways?” “Of course.” “Let’s swap digits. Being Alan’s boy means you’re always on the lookout for guys to breed you so you’re ready for him.” Both of them laughed at that. But it was Ricky who was destined to have the last laugh. A couple of weeks later, Ryan invited him for a three-way on a free afternoon. As soon as Ricky walked in the door, he was greeted by Leo with a face-splitting grin, a rigid cock, and a pretended air of grievance. “You’ve got some nerve, telling Ryan that I used to be Alan’s boy! If I wanted him to know that, I’d have told him myself!” Ricky faked a contrite, I’m-sorry expression. Inside, of course, he was thinking, “Sorry Not Sorry!” Then Ryan put his oar in. “So, why didn’t you want to tell me?” “Because then I’d have had to tell you that I’d seen you out with Alan the year before, so I knew that you’d been his boy before I was.” The sunset colour spreading across Ryan’s face clashed violently with his strawberry-blond hair, besides saying all that had to be said in response to Leo’s snarky comment. Ricky smoothed the waters. “Okay, fine, so we’re all students of the School of Alan Bryors. I’ll tell you exactly what I want: minimum two big loads in my ass. You two can sort out the rest between you.” In the event, the day worked out even better because Ricky also got a chance to fuck and breed Ryan, who admitted (in a sheepish tone) that he owed Ricky one. His strongly-muscled ass pulled out the almost impossible combination of a record-sized load in record time from Ricky’s tool. As well, Ricky collected a bonus load down the throat from Leo – and got to clean both Leo and Ryan off after they’d been inside his boy hole. Alan got the biggest bonus of all by fucking his boy that night with two big loads inside him, and then getting to fuck him again the next morning with all three loads still securely in place. Alan and Ricky travelled together. A weekend in New York, a week on South Beach, a couple of weeks in the fall in southern Europe. Ricky now had his first passport and was beginning to see a bit of the world. Everywhere they went, Ricky managed to find more and more guys willing to breed his hole. He was equally fascinated by learning the histories and cultures of other countries, and by observing the different ways that societies functioned in those cultures. His worldview was changing, growing by leaps and bounds, and he was so thankful to Alan for making it all possible. Of course, he had to have luggage to do that all that jet-setting about, and Alan bought him an appropriately discreet set of three expensive pieces. He presented it to Ricky on his boy’s birthday, just before the Europe trip, with a flourish, and the words, “His Royal Highness’s matched luggage!” Since they’d just watched Spaceballs the week before, they both laughed at the joke. Then there was the week they spent in Kauai, a trip on which Alan invited Dylan to cum along. “After all,” as he said in a wry tone with a wink, “I was the one who suggested it.” As soon as Alan had issued that invitation, and Dylan had accepted eagerly, Ricky leaped right into planning everything he wanted to do during the week. He made notes about places to hike, beaches to visit, restaurants he wanted to sample, everything. Alan laughed at his zeal and did his best to get Ricky to take a dose of reality. “You know, Ricky, that island is a lot bigger than it looks on a map. If you get through half of that list in a week, I’ll be impressed.” “I know, Alan, but I want to give Dylan lots of choices, and then see just how much we can do in the time we’ve got.” Alan had to admit that this was a good plan, both for a trip and as a philosophy of life – “…see how much we can do in the time we’ve got.” He wondered if Ricky was aware of that extra resonance and thought that he probably wasn’t. But at the same time, as he reminded himself, it was never wise to underestimate his boy’s insight and intuition. The trip ended up being a raging success, and the boys did indeed get through a lot of Ricky’s list – including the one bucket list item he hadn’t written down, having sex under a waterfall. They had to go early in the morning to pull that one off without getting arrested, but they managed it and came home with at least one really x-rated Hawaiian memory. They’d revelled in the spectacular wild scenery of the island, going on multiple day-long hikes in the mountains and the Waimea Canyon, and along the Na Pali Coast, before returning to unwind in the enormous pool or in the private hot tub outside their chalet at the exclusive FourWinds Resort. Of course, here as everywhere else he went, Alan knew everyone who was worth knowing, and so they had a private dinner with the genial (and discreetly gay) patriarch of the resort, the General Manager, Ken Murayama. Then there was the day when Alan was off attending to some business, because no matter where they went Alan had business matters needing his attention. As Ricky said to Dylan, while they lounged in the hot tub, you didn’t get to be that wealthy without working at it and doing so single-mindedly at that. The boys decided to ring for some drinks. The private butler who was attached to their chalet for the week, a young Hawaiian man named Derek, brought them mai tais and a dish of bar snacks, and was prepared to ask if there would be anything else. While he was off getting the drinks, Ricky had said to Dylan, “I think he’s one of the tribe. Want to go for it?” They quickly set to work rubbing each other’s bulges until Derek returned. “Your drinks, gentlemen,” he started to say – but the words died in his throat as Ricky climbed up out of the hot tub, with his cock already climbing north of the waistband of his tiny red swimsuit. Dylan followed him, and although his cock was still contained it was obvious that his bright blue brief was about to lose the unequal battle. Derek gulped, set the tray down (barely in time), and stared at the two of them, losing control as his hand moved down to try to adjust his own crotch. “Bring those drinks inside, please, Derek,” Ricky said, in the most matter-of-fact way, as he picked up a towel and began to rub it slowly and sensually over himself. Derek gulped again, picked up the tray, and followed Ricky’s enticing round ass back inside the chalet. Once Derek had safely put the tray down again, he proceeded to get onto his knees and begin playing with Ricky’s ass, tugging the tiny swimsuit downwards to expose that delectable crack and hole. In no time, he shoved his face inside that deep crack and began eating and slurping away, while Dylan pulled his swimsuit off and stood, watching as he idly jerked his cock. When Derek stood up to remove his clothes, Dylan moved right in and slid his cock inside his friend’s body, just to keep Ricky at a fever pitch for the butler’s attention. He pulled out and stepped aside again when Derek was naked and ready, and Derek then slid his beautifully curved brown rod inside Ricky and began fucking him, slowly at first, but gradually getting faster. Then he turned to Dylan and said, “Get that one inside me!” And there they were, the boys acting as the two slices of bread in a fuck sandwich while Derek served as the piggy filling. It didn’t last long, as the three cocks erupted, with perfect timing, within seconds of each other. After they’d finished cumming, Dylan pulled out and slurped his load back out of Derek’s ass while Ricky cleaned Derek’s cock off. Then Dylan pushed Ricky down onto his face and proceeded to dribble the load of cum down into Ricky’s crack, before adding his cock and pushing as much of as possible inside Ricky’s hole. Once Dylan had all that cum safely pushed in, he kept up his pumping motions, driving his cock deep inside his friend’s ass over and over until the strain got to be too much and he fired off another load into Ricky’s saturated hole. Watching this scene unfolding proved to be more than Derek could bear to ignore, and he got his own cock deep inside Dylan, rebuilding the sandwich with Dylan in the middle before Derek exploded in a second orgasm into Dylan’s tight butt. The three guys collapsed across each other on the floor, heaving big breaths and slowly recovering from the epic fuck session. Finally, Ricky got up, got some money from his wallet and tucked it into Derek’s pocket as a tip, then led the way to the huge walk-in shower where the three of them took turns cleaning each other off before Derek got dressed, thanked Ricky for the extra tip with a kiss and a final quick grope, and then calmly resumed his butler’s duties. That night, Alan decided he just wanted to have dinner from room service. The three of them sat decorously around the dining table, making conversation while Derek brought the dishes and wine which they ordered, served it all, and then stood by for further instructions. Alan, though, caught the sudden air of sexual tension, looked at Ricky with raised eyebrows, and got a small blush and a nod in return. Alan proceeded to give Derek an extra-large tip and thanked him “for the excellent service throughout the day.” That night, Alan was the happiest of the three, getting to enjoy both of the boys’ well-loaded holes, and giving each of them a load in turn. All in all, as he said during the flight home, the most memorable by far of all his many trips to the Hawaiian Islands. Dylan spent one more night with them after the flight back to Los Angeles, not just because he enjoyed it but because Alan and Ricky were both rubbing off on him, and he wanted badly to make it a way of thanking the two of them for including him in their adventures. Although Dylan would never be Alan’s boy in the same way that Ricky was, he was becoming more and more Alan’s boy in spirit, catching the older man’s innate air of courtesy and consideration and making it more and more a part of his own self. Alan certainly noticed that, and smiled to himself at the thought that Dylan and Ricky were both becoming a little more like younger versions of him. But, as Alan was soon to discover, that consideration was no more foolproof in them than it was in him. A couple of weeks after their return from Kauai, Ricky got a text from Terry, asking him to meet at Shooting Stars that night at six o’clock, and saying that it was important. He told Alan that he would take care of dinner for himself, most likely somewhere out, and he headed to the bar right after work. Walking in, he spotted Terry sitting with Dylan, and steered over that way. “Hi, Terry. Hi, Dyl. Say, what’s this big urgent matter?” Terry laughed. “We’ll wait for the others before we get started.” He was not to be drawn, so the three of them talked about other things until they were joined by Ryan and Leo, and by another guy, a young Brazilian beach boy twink named Duarte. Then Terry spoke to them. “Here’s the deal, fellows. So, there’s this guy I’ve been playing with off and on for a while, and he’s told me that he has to go to the Middle East for work, for at least two years and maybe more. But he doesn’t want to give up his condo here, and he’s looking for someone to rent it to while he’s away. It’s in a newish building down the street a block or so that way,” and he gestured in the opposite direction to the building where Ricky and Alan lived. “I kind of thought it might be cool if we all moved in together. It’s big. Not as big as the Royal Palace where Prince Ricky here is living in splendour, but it’s a good size. There are four bedrooms, each with its own ensuite full bathroom, and the public areas are good and big too. And he’s renting it fully furnished. So I asked him about how much rent he’s hoping to get. Of course he mentioned a big number, and even though he stressed that all utilities were included, I just looked sad and told him that I doubted my friends would be able to afford that. It’s too bad, I went on, that he’d have to go out on a limb and rent his place to someone he didn’t even know when the six of us could be trusted to care for it as if it were our own and not turn it into the best little whorehouse in WeHo or anything like that. And that did the trick. He came back with a much lower number. So let’s talk numbers.” After about twenty minutes of intensive number crunching, the guys figured out that the lower rental figure was doable at their current income levels, and decided to go for the deal, leaving Terry as the point man to finalize everything. A week later, he called another meeting, and said that the owner wanted a security deposit as well as first month’s rent. Ricky knew that it was time for him to dip into his savings fund which had grown and prospered. It took him a few more days to free up the cash, and then the five of them met the owner and jointly signed the rental contract. It would take effect in three weeks as the owner was leaving for the Middle East the previous Monday. Once the date came around, there was a final brief delay while Terry got the official authorization from the owner to the property management consultants, but at last that was taken care of, and they had an official move-in date on a Friday. Terry texted the others to notify them on Monday evening. Ricky spent the next three days in a fever of preparation. His every minute was filled with planning and preparations for his move. He organized and began packing his clothes, arranged and boxed up the things on his desk in the office. He handed the new address information to his boss at the store. He told a few of his close friends about his upcoming change of address. In fact, he’d only forgotten to tell one person. Alan. Alan was no fool. He sensed Ricky’s sudden absorption in something, could tell that it was a big deal, and put two and two together, arriving at the right answer. Unlike many other men, Alan didn’t go snooping around. He didn’t go poking into Ricky’s business. He didn’t ask questions behind Ricky’s back. It wasn’t his style, and in any case he had realized for a long time that this moment was going to come. But now it was coming sooner than he had expected it, and definitely sooner than he was ready for it. On the third evening, when they were in bed together and Alan was playing with Ricky’s hole, he decided to ask a question – using an opening which Ricky had given him. “Ricky, this is the third day in a row you haven’t had any load inside you for me. Been through all the guys in the city?” He said it in a light-hearted way which took any sting out of the words. But Ricky was suddenly stricken to the heart. His mind leaped quickly from the realization that he’d been too busy to go and get laid to the realization that he hadn’t told Alan what was happening. And he had to do it – and do it now. He rolled over to face Alan, took Alan’s hands in his, and spoke slowly. “Alan, I’m so sorry. I’ve just realized that I didn’t tell you what was happening, and you were the first person I should have told.” His eyes were getting wet. “You’re leaving, aren’t you?” “Yes. But I swear, I didn’t mean to walk out with no warning. I just got so excited about making all the preparations.” “Tell me all about it.” Twenty minutes later, all thoughts of sex forgotten, they were cuddled up together as Ricky finished explaining it all to Alan. He’d been shocked at what he’d done, how he’d overlooked telling this one man who had done so much for him. He’d been even more shocked that Alan wasn’t upset at his thoughtlessness. The truth of the matter was that Ricky’s sudden rushes of enthusiasm were one of the things which Alan treasured most in his boy. He also sensed, strongly, that Ricky’s enthusiasm and energy were key elements that would take him fast and far in life. Alan knew that it wasn’t the place or time for him, the man who had ended a dozen relationships with cute young twinks, to sit in judgement on this one who had made his move first. Alan held Ricky close, stroking him gently as the younger man’s rush of panic slowly subsided into a calm acceptance that he himself shared. There was no point in either of them trying to fight it, for this was the way of the world. The two of them fell asleep like that, with Ricky’s head in his favourite position – pillowed on Alan’s chest. Truth be told, it was Alan’s favourite position too. In the morning, Ricky slowly awoke to a feeling of fullness in his lower body. He knew that feeling well, now, but was still surprised that Alan wanted him, after what he’d done. But he went with the flow, and for one last time, he felt – more strongly than ever – the sensation that this man was making love to him. He was lying on his face, his butt open, and Alan was on top of him, lying closely along his back as he moved gently in and out of Ricky’s ass. His strokes only speeded up slightly as his cum flowed into his boy’s hole. But Alan wasn’t finished. He wanted to go longer, to breed Ricky again, to build one final set of memories of this boy for himself to cherish. He nudged Ricky to roll over, and lifted his legs up, bending down to eat his fresh load from Ricky’s hole while Ricky uttered little squeals of delight. When his cock was hard again, Alan moved up between Ricky’s legs and slowly slid back into his boy’s beautiful ass. And Ricky, as if it were the only thing to do, the most natural thing in the world, brought his legs down and locked his ankles over Alan’s back at the same time as he wrapped his arms around Alan’s chest, pulling his daddy into a full and close embrace as their mouths locked together. They stayed locked together like that right to the end, right to the moments when Alan’s fucking motions speeded up, when he rammed his cock deep inside his boy’s fuckhole one last time and shot out one final load of his seed deep inside his boy’s ass. Ricky took it all, knowing in the depths of his heart that Alan was blessing him on his way into the world. And they never broke their kiss for even a second. Three hours later, breakfast eaten, they were ready when the guys arrived. Terry had borrowed a big van to go around to each of the guys’ places and collect their stuff, and this was the last call. Ricky had filled up the three suitcases and packed a pair of boxes with his desk equipment. Almost all of it was gifts from Alan, of course – although he still kept and enjoyed using the clothes Mitch had bought for him in Albuquerque. As Alan pulled him into a final embrace and kiss, Terry and Ryan discreetly looked away. And then they picked up the bags and boxes and headed out. Alan remained behind, alone. He knew that it was time, and that it was his job at this time to step aside and leave his boy free to continue growing into full adult life. Even so, he could not help feeling the loss of a unique and special relationship. And so he said, aloud, “Goodbye, my boy.” But then he caught himself up in surprise. What was this feeling? Why was he crying? He couldn’t have explained it to Ricky, not at that time, and he wouldn’t have even if he had understood the truth – which he did not, not yet. All the same, he said it again, the words echoing loudly in the empty penthouse. “Goodbye, my boy. I’m going to miss you.” And Alan wept.

I agree with the original poster's thoughts. Totally. I know posts you're talking about, and instinctively I'm quite sad for people with no self-respect because I'm aware it's the result of a world where homosexuality is treated as something disgusting - and yes, there are also many hetero men getting excited by degrading and women who enjoy being degraded. What I think about it, I always compare it to sweets or non-healthy food. It's obvious that, generally, fried stuff and/or sweets, chocolate and so on, taste so good. But a life in this way means self harm! Sexually, I always say it's matter of understanding the huge difference between fantasy and desire. Fantasy is made of exaggeration, transgression, to break boundaries. But real life is other thing! I heard many men getting excited to have their tops spit in their face as a degradation sign, well, I would never allow someone to do that, I'd never allow a stranger to call me slut as, currently, I do not look for that kind of experience! Then with my long-term partner I do and say whatever but it's another background. The author also said about being "psycho", well, I don't think so. When you come from a background where you feel refused even by your family, it's very hard to feel self-respect unless you find the reason to, yourself! I personally fell in the arms of an abuser because I had no self-esteem, because the world (even gays in my area) made me believe that "gay men are in this way, accept it!" and "this way" means "love is an illusion, be promiscuous and proud of it" It's a matter of models we choose, I think. We shouldn't refer to "models" as every person has their own life and background, but it's really hard to feel self-respect in these days, where the world wants us to be more perfect and less humans. In general. Yes, we must help ourselves to be human, with everything it means. Including kinks (even extreme ones) and desires. They're ours, and we must make peace with everything.

I am actually in permanent chastity. it is riveted on

Part 2 Outside of the bathhouse he ordered me to follow him and not say a word. He was wearing just a small shorts that made his bulge look even bigger and no underwear. It was a windy night and the fabric was really thin, so anyone who walked by us spotted that huge cock swinging from one side to another. I felt like i was being totally exposed to this people walking by his side, like i was his prey being taken to the slaughter. And i was surprised by myself when i realized i was enjoying this scene. We walked 2 blocks, got to his car and headed to his place. It was a mess there. I felt a horrible smell, much like his cock, but it was a mix of sweat, piss, and other unpleasing odors. Soon i realized he shouldn't live there since it had almost no furniture and had a sling right in the middle of the living room. It was a place where he took sluts to rape as he said later. He grabbed my neck real tight, almost suffocating me. Feeling of regret crossed my mind and he saw the fear in my eyes. - You're gonna do everything i order you to do, whore! Don't try to run away or it will be worst. I see you like the cock cheese i cultivated for 3 days, but since you ate it all, you're gonna have to satisfy on my sweaty balls. - He said as he pulled me to my knees. I buried my face to his balls again. I wasn't feeling horny at all. He noticed that and gave me a huge slap on the face that made me lose balance and i felt on the floor. He grabbed my hair again and dragged me on the floor to the sling. I thought i have lost some of my scalp with this. He threw me on the sling and tied my hand and feet quickly before i could react. - I don't care if you're horny or not, you fucking trash whore. Im gonna rape you good till that hole bleeds and then i'm gonna fuck you some more. If you scream i'm gonna punch your face so you pass out. I couldn't move and my hole was all exposed to him. He shoved 3 fingers at once and i let out a loud moan. As promised he gave me a light punch on the face that got my nose bleeding. "- If you do it again i'll punch you full force." He said. He was an alpha male and he was gonna get what he wanted: My hole destroyed. He turned even more brutal and shoved his massive meat in my cum lubbed insides. Every time i closed my eyes to try to forget the pain he slapped me hard in the face and ordered to open them. He leaned on top of me so he could look closer in my eyes while fucking me hard. After 15 min of pounding he stops moving and there was the evil look in the eyes again. I was foreseeing what was coming and wanted it. So my predictions were fulfilled. A huge stream of piss inside my hole. The pain was excruciating, maybe because my ass was already bleeding. - Thats it slut! Take my rank piss in that pussy! Fell it in your guts! Some of the piss escaped my hole but he didn't seem to mind. So he went on piss fucking me harder and harder looking me in the eye for over an hour or so. I felt his cock getting even more stiff, which meant he would cum soon and I would finally be released from that hung rapist daddy. He untied me and put me on floor and buried his cock in me again, rubbing my face in the pool of piss. - Lick it from the floor while i fuck you, whore! I don't like looking at sluts while i pump my poz cum in them! There was the confirmation i needed. A might poz fucker destroying my insides and humiliating me. Then he started pumping like no one has ever did before. I couldnt believe how fast he was going and started screaming in pain but eager for his toxic load at the same time. By that time, he didn't mind my screams and kept fucking untill he shot a big filthy load inside me. I felt all the 6 squirts of cum flowing from his cock and i was in heaven. My brief moments of realization were interrupted by the poz daddy grabbing me by the hair and dragging me on the floor out of his house. I was thrown in the hallway all naked, with my hole filled with piss and spunk, a bleeding nose and piss in my face. He threw my clothes over me and closed the door.

I've always wanted to fall asleep with me (and my load) inside a bottom. Unfortunately, have yet to meet one that'll let me.

I prefer rape. I love being held down & helpless & getting fucked hard