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I had moved to a new city about 6 months ago and moved into an apartment with a guy who advertised his spare room on roommates.com. Like me, he was gay, single and had a busy work schedule, so we didn’t see too much of each other around the apartment. His name was Eddie, he was 28 years old, and he was about 5”11, Latino and muscled from a combination of his job as a tradesman and working out at the gym. Both his arms were covered in some of the most beautiful, intricate tattoo sleeves I had ever seen. Also, I was pretty sure he was poz, as I saw some of his medications lying around in the shared bathroom a few times. However, I didn’t give this much thought, as shortly after arriving in my new city I got a boyfriend, and we entered into an intense relationship. I had really loved my boyfriend, Rob, but after about 6 months of dating and practically living together at my place, Rob suddenly broke up with me. With no other explanation other than that “things weren’t fun any more” he packed up his belongings that were at my place, and left. I was devastated, as even though we had only been together a short time, I had genuinely thought that Rob and I would be together for ever. Late the next morning after Rob had left, I finally left my room. Wearing just the jockstrap (which is all I usually sleep in), I walked to the kitchen, where Eddie was standing at the sink, washing some dishes, and I headed straight to the freezer, took out a tub of ice cream, grabbed a clean spoon and started eating. ”Hey man! What the fuck do you think you’re doing? That’s my ice cream!” Eddie cried ”Look, I’m sorry man, I’ve had a bad day...” I started to reply ”You always do this, dude! You take my food without asking, you don’t help with the washing up, and you’re practically naked!” I found this a bit rich, as Eddie wasn’t wearing much more than me - he had on very tight briefs and a singlet. “And I’ll work on that...” I started, but Eddie was on a roll. ”And to top it all off, Rob is over here ALL the time, I should charge him rent too” ”Well, about that, Rob broke up with me last night, so that’s one problem sorted” ”Oh shit, I’m so sorry Joe! I didn’t realise,” Eddie’s tone of voice changed to sympathy, and he grabbed me in a hug. ”I honestly thought we were going to be together forever,” I said dejectedly, as his arms gave me a squeeze, my head on his shoulders and my arms reciprocating his hug. “And he hasn’t given any reason, other than that ‘things weren’t fun anymore’!” ”The guy was a cunt anyway,” Eddie said. “He hit on me a few times when he was over here and you were out, but I didn’t want to say anything” ”Oh man!” I cried out. Eddie’s hug intensified, and as it did, I felt his hands slowly work their way down my back, until they were over my ass cheeks, where he gave a little grab. ”Dude! I JUST broke up with my boyfriend!” I said, though I didn’t break the hug. ”The best way to get over a guy, is to get under another...” he said, looking at me intensely. I returned his look. Eddie was so handsome, I couldn’t help myself, and if I was honest, I had always had a bit of a crush on him. I leaned in to kiss him at the same time as he leaned in. Our lips found each other’s, and we started to explore each other’s mouths. With increasing intensity, we probed each other’s mouths with our tongues, barely coming up for air between each long, deep kiss. We became more and more animated, until I was pushed back into the fridge, which we used to steady ourselves as we made out more. After a few minutes, we broke apart, and I ripped his singlet off him, pulling it over his head, fully revealing his barely covered torso, and only just now noticed that his left nipple had a barbell sticking through it. My mouth immediately went for it, and I latched on to his nipple, sucking it and licking it, while he moaned in pleasure. My left hand moved to his other nipple and started playing with it, my attention to them making them become erect. I broke away from his nipple to kiss him again, and he moved down to my neck, kissing it and biting it a little - I knew I would have hickies to explain when I went back to work on Monday. Fuck! This was hot! I wondered why we had never done this before, and then my new hatred of Rob intensified as I realised that the time I’d spent with him had potentially stopped me from having fun with Eddie. After a few more minutes of exploring each other’s bodies I knew I had to have Eddie’s cock in my mouth. I reached down to his briefs and pulled them down, revealing a beautiful, hard cock that was 8” long and nicely thick, so that I could just get may hand fully around it. At the same time, I pulled down my jockstrap, releasing my own straining cock. Both our cocks were liberally leaking precum. I couldn’t waste any more time, and got on my knees and started to suck his dick. Starting by licking around the big head, and sucking up all of the delicious precum, I started taking his cock into my mouth. Taking my time, I worked his cock into my mouth, gagging a little, but determined to take it all the way so that his pubes and my goatee met. ”Fuuuuuuuuck...!” He moaned. “That’s fucking hot, man! I can’t believe you managed to get all the way down in one go - not many guys can do that” i just moaned in response, my mouth being full of his juicy, thick cock. I started to move his cock in and out of my mouth, taking in air through my nose every time just his cockhead was in my mouth, before going back to deepthroat him. I was (justifiably) proud of my blowjob skills, and I wanted to give Eddie the full benefit of them. It wasn’t long before he started matching the rhythm of my moving in and out, until he was just straight up face fucking me as he held his hands behind my head to keep me in place. I loved every second of it, and reached down to my own cock, to feel the enormous erection I was sporting, and feeling the constant stream of precum that was leaking from my slit. I started to slowly jerk myself as he face fucked me, until he abruptly pulled out. ”Fuck man, I’m going to cum if we keep this up, but I really want to fuck you properly” ”Let’s go to your room then, and do this properly,” I said, standing up, and playing with his nipples as I did so. I playfully grabbed the nipple with the piercing in it and started to lead him to his room. He had no choice but to follow me! When we reached his room, I turned around to face him, started kissing him and fell backwards onto his bed, bringing him with me, so that he fell on top of me. I drew my legs up to encircle him. ”I want you inside of me” I whispered into his ear. “I want you to fuck me, and I want you to cum inside of me. I’ve never been fucked raw, and I want to feel it. I want you to be the first” ”Joe, you know I’m poz though, don’t you?” ”Yeah, but you’re on meds, though, right? You can’t pass it on if you’re undetectable” ”You don’t understand, I’m on a medication break at the moment. The meds were interfering with my liver function a bit, so the doctor took me off them about two months ago, so I’m going to be toxic right now” This gave me pause for thought, but only for a second. ”I don’t care. If I poz, I poz, and I can’t think of a better person to gift it to me than you. All I know is that right now I need you to fuck me, and I need you to cum inside of me” ”You sure?” ”I’ve never been more sure of anything in my life” ”Then let’s do this properly” With that, Eddie went down on me, licking and probing my ass hole with his tongue. He got it wet, and gave me sensations I had never felt from someone eating my ass before. I could feel it puckering up in pleasure with each lick and slight nibble, and then he started pushing his tongue into my hole which sent me wild! ”Oh fuck! Don’t stop! That feels so good!” I screamed. He kept going, getting deeper and deeper with each probe of his tongue. I was in heaven! But suddenly he pulled out, leaving me feel empty. However, I wasn’t empty for long as he started to replace his tongue with his middle finger, gently getting further and further in. One finger became two, as he added his index finger, and two became three as his ring finger went into my hole. He worked his fingers in and out, before finally adding in his pinkie, to make sure that my hole was loose enough to take his thick cock. ”All you’re getting for lube is my spit and precum,” he said as he pulled his fingers out, spat on his cock, and slowly started to push his raw cock into my hole. ”Oh fuck, that feels so good! Give me your poz cock!” ”Yeah? You want my toxic seed filling you up?” He asked, as he slowly pushed further into me. ””Fuck yeah, fucking poz me up! Make me your poz whore!” ”Oh hell yeah!” He said as with one final push, he entered me all the way, and I could feel his cockhead pushing on my second ring. “I’m going to fill you with so much fucking poz seed it’s going to be leaking down your legs for a week!” Now he was all the way in, he started to draw back and pound me, fucking me with all abandon, so that my head was hitting up against the wall. It was like he turned into an animal, lost in the lust of the moment, and the pleasure of pozzing up a neg hole. Holding onto my legs, so they were up in the air, he fucked and pounded me, slapping me every now and then and other times reaching down to kiss me. The sheer animal fury of it took over me as well, as I kept begging for his toxic cum, telling him to poz me up and share his gift with me. This went on for half an hour, and i don’t know where we got the stamina for it, but it was the most passionate fuck of my life. But after half an hour, I could feel his strokes change, and he slowed down, as he growled “I hope you’re ready to become poz because you’re fucking getting my load man!” Then I felt his cock spasm inside of me as he unleashed torrent after torrent of poz cum into my gut. I could feel it warming up my inside, for spurt after spurt. This had to be the biggest load of cum ever! ”Fuck man, give it to me! Give me your poz load!” At the same time, I started my own orgasm, without touching myself. My ass clamped down on Eddie’s cock, milking him for all it was worth, while my dick spewed what was possibly the last neg load I would ever produce all over my chest and face. When he was done, Eddie collapsed on top of me, panting and lazily kissing me on the lips. He slowly pulled out of me, his cock still, incredibly, hard. I could feel some of his cum leak out of my abused hole and onto the bed spread, despite my trying to keep it in. Eddie offered his cock to me, and I noticed a slight pink tinge to the cum before I took it into my mouth to clean off. ”Fuck, that was incredible!” I said once I had licked off the last of the cum from his dick. ”I’m glad you enjoyed it, but we aren’t done yet” Eddie said with a smirk. “I need to make sure my gift takes hold...” And for the rest of the weekend we fucked like rabbits. I must have taken at least 10 loads from him that weekend, and we must have fucked on every surface in the apartment. After that, I never bothered sleeping in my room again, as Eddie and I started dating properly. And six weeks after that initial fuck, I came down with a pretty bad ‘flu. Looks like I got what I wanted...

My last loads were this past Saturday night at a house/sex party. It was my first time to go and around 20 guys showed up. The hosts had an outdoor patio with a hot tub, small pool and a sling set up. Inside, there were matresses, chairs, porn playing on the tv and another sling and mattress setup in the garage. As more guys arrived, I stripped down to just a jock and prelubed my hole, had a couple drinks and hits of poppers and waited for the sling to open up. I climbed in the sling, took another hit of poppers and immediately some guy shoved his cock in my ass. I'm somewhat of a verbal bottom and begged him to pump his load in my hungry slut hole. After he shot his load, another guy thrust his cock in me and began pumping away. He fucked me hard for a few minutes then said he was creaming my cunt as I begged him to breed me! After my getting my second load I decided to take a break and let another guy use the sling. After about a half hour I decided to climb back in the sling for round two. This time I had three guys take turns fucking and breeding my slutty cunt. By now, my ass was feeling awesome with five loads pumped in me. I took another break from the sling as I didn't want to hog it and had a couple more drinks. I was still hungry for more cocks and loads and this time just bent over the mattress in the garage as two more guys took turns fucking and pumping more cum in my wrecked cunt. All in all I had a hot night and guys loved my willing ass and I went home with seven loads in my slut cunt.! I and hope to go back again for the next party and collect even more!

Apex stood under the shadows of a tree and watched the path. This was one of his favorite cruising spots. He wore tight black jeans a matching loose shirt. The shadows hid the size of the bulge in his pants when you looked at him hear on but when he saw an interesting passerby he would turn sideways and casually rub his semi hard 12 inches through the fabric The park was a short cut between the college main campus and several dormitories and many young fresh boys came through. The one he was interested in today was a raven haired boy with pale white skin and silver green eyes, who had now walked past four times. He tried to look goth, with black painted nails and an emo haircut He wore a spiked collar and had a pierced noise. His skin tight gray t-shirt had some metal band from the 70s or 80s on it but it showed off his swimmer’s build perfectly and his ass filled out his jeans very nicely. He was trying way to hard in a way that screamed “Virgin trying to be cool” to Apex. It was very easy to quickly get this kind of boy in over his head On the fifth pass by Apex said in a quiet, low voice “So, are you going to stop and talk to me of am I just going to have to watch that pretty ass of yours go past all day” and once again gave his bulge a casual rub The boy jumped and blushed, then he timidly approached ?H-hi” he stammered and Apex smiled “Hello there, nice outfit, want to fuck?: Apex said knowing it would fluster this kid “Uhhh what?” The boy said blushing redder “You know, your ass, my cock, in out we both feel goodm I cum in you, you cum all over yourself, the usual” Apex said stepping closer “Is that safe? I men if we did that shouldn't we use condoms?” the neg boy said “I never do and no one has died while I was fucking them… yet” Apex grinned “What’s your name pretty boy?” and he moved even closer “Mat, what’s yours?” Mat asked “People call me Apex” he said he was now right in front of the boy and he leaned in and whispered in Mat’s ear “Because I’m the best top there is” then hi bit the boys earlobe and nuzzled his neck Mat stood frozen to the spot but Apex noticed two points rising on his shirt and goose flesh on his arms, He gently pinched one of those nipples through the shirt and started sucking on Mat’ soft white neck harder He took the boys had and pressed it to his bulge “Why don’t we go someplace private and I can show you how good that can make you feel?” he whispered “It wants to be in you so deep” “My dorm room is close and my room mate has class all afternoon” Mat said “So easy” Apex thought and indicated the emo goth boy should lead the way Apex closed and locked the door and turned to Mat “Want to play kinky?” he said pulling a pair of handcuffs out of his pocket and spinning them on a finger “Maybe not the first time?" Mat said and he turned towards the bed “You will love it, trust me” Apex said grabbing the boys lower arm. In twenty seconds he had the boy’s hands cuffed behind his back and the boy on his back on the bed “Just relax, I’m not going to hurt you” Apex lied as he pulled off the boys shoes and tugged on his pants. Mat helpfully raised his hips making it much easier to yank them off, then the briefs came off and a nice 7 inches popped out, rock hard and drooling pre Apex stuffed the boys briefs into his mouth and used his own belt to secure the gag in place. Now Mat looked scared “Can’t have you screaming when I pop that cherry of yours, can we?” he asked “And it is a virgin hole isn’t it: Mat nodded, his cock was still rock hard “Well I’m about to take that virginity from you” Apex said pulling off his shirt letting Mat see how thin his body was “Yeah, maybe you should have actually asked my HIV status rather than asking if it was “safe” but it’s to late for you now. Just for the record, I’m poz and toxic and you will be too by the time I leave here” Apex said dropping his pants and revealing his 12 inch cock which dripped toxic pre He hooked the vainly struggling boy’s legs on his shoulders abd pushed them up bringing the head of his cock to that neg hole and stabbing it forward, popping the head in Mat tried to rear up but Apex pushed his hips back down and sank more of his toxic 12 inches into that undefended neg hole, gradually reaching the virgin’s inner ring and busting through it The boy sobbed and moaned but hic cock was harder than ever as Apex started to slide in and out “That’ it, just be a slut and let it happen. You can’t stop me so just enjoy it. You are never going to worry about being safe again” Tears were running down Mat’s face but his hips were grinding into Apex now and he was breathing faster Apex started a long grinding stroke, sliding in and out of the bound boy’s hole for about 15 minutes as Mat groaned in pleasure, unable to help himself, “Time to change your life forever” Apex said finally and he slammed in balls deep, his entire shaft pulsing as he fired toxic cum into that neg ass. Mat’s cock spewed his seed all over both of them “You enjoyed that didn’t you slut?” Apex asked and Mat reluctantly nodded Apex undid the gag and Mat licked his lips to moisten them “Are you really poz” he asked and Apex nodded “Fuck, I should hate you but I just want your cock again” the confused boy said “It’s just the natural born slut in you coming out, It’s what you were meant to be” Apex told him “If you want my cock again you are going to have to ride a load out of me. Show me you want my HIV all up in you” He helped the still cuffed boy into a kneeling position on the bed then lay next to him on his back, his poz telephone pole sticking straight up Mat managed to swing his leg over and straddle Apex's skinny body as he reached his long bony hand down to point his cock at the poz cum filled hole Mat slid down on that thick 12 inch shaft, his own cock bobbing in front of him but he was unable to touch it because of the cuffs, he rode up and down on it, forcing it past his inner ring on each stroke Mat’s body was young, firm and full fleshed while Apex looked almost withered. His bony hands running over May’s stomach and chest, pinching his nipples which made the boy’s cock twitch “fuuukkk, gonna cummmm” Mat said as he bounced on Apex’s viral shaft till he started spewing cum again. The spasming of his hole making Apex blast off his second poz load into the boy. He had earned it “Make sure you keep my cum in you” Apex said as he uncuffed Mat “I hope I see you again” Mat said as he left “Unlikely” Apex thought but he kept it to himself ************* The next day Apex encountered the evilest force on earth. A force so evil it made even him seem like a choir boy in comparison. He had arranged a hook up with a neg boy who was cheating on his out of town boyfriend The boy was a really cute Japanese many who had moved to the other side of the world to be with his lover, He spoke better English than most high school graduates in the south, he was also a horny little slut Apex plowed him on his back for a good hour and a half cumming in him four rimes and after that fourth load he had collapsed, face down on the edge of the bed with his arm trailing down to the floor He heard a high pitched little growl and… Pain lanced though his finger He rolled over pulling his hand up and there it was, hanging from his index finger… It’s head seemed huge in proportion to it’s body, it’s huge evil eyes seemed to glow with malice, it’s body flailing as he tried to shake it off. And the name of this terrible beat from hell was… “Rosario” Apex thought later at home as he put ointment on his finger and bandaged it “A fucking chihuahua named Rosario took a chunk out of my finger…” “Don’t worry! She’s had all her shots!” The Japanese boy had said and had even produced the immunization records as he held the growling Rosario, who seemed to want to go for his throat next Apex finished his bandaging job and went put to slump in his favorite chair, hating whoever had bred the first chihuahua and hoping that they were currently burning it the lowest pit in hell Then his day got even worse. His phone dinged with a Bareback Only App message and it was from a guy he had pozzed about four months ago, except it said “It didn’t take, still neg, call me, Ted” and a phone number was listed What did he mean it didn’t take? Apex always pozzed on the first encounter! At least he assumed he did. Every former playmate he had met again was poz. He didn’t even have to ask because he could sense other people’s status He didn’t want to deal with this tonight. His finger hurt and he was tired. He ate something and went to bed. That night he had a the dream again, it hurt so bad he wished his heart would just stop beating but he would not trade these dreams for anything ***************** “I’m home!” his husband called from the door Apollo was in the bathroom waiting. He had designed the bathroom for just such encounters when they had built the house. The tub was a small pool sunk in the floor about eight feet square, The entire room had a warm feeling to it, the colors were browns ang muted golds and soft white rugs covered the floor. The lights were off but lotus candles floated on the water and other candles, scented with jasmine burned from shelves made specifically for them around the room Steam rose off the water and soft music played as Apollo called out “I’m in here” His husband came in and smiled “today was a beast. So much work, so many people to help” he said Apollo and his husband didn’t need to work. His grandfather had left him a fortune that had only grown with the careful management of his advisors but nothing could keep the man he loved from his work at the clinic. He was a doctor and these people needed him “Come here Baby” Apollo told him from the water His husband stripped and stepped down into the tub, Apollo opened his arms to take him in as the man settled and lay back against him. Apollo kissed his soft blond hair as he held him He seemed to hear faint voices form a distance “It’s coming back, we had better go. You know this is breaking the rules” one voice said “The dream is established, he can finish it on his own” the other voice replied Apollo ignored them and soon forgot them as he rubbed his husbands back and eased the tension in his tired muscles They kissed as their world contracted to just this moment, this place. Lost in a haze of scented smoke from the candles mixed with the steam as they made love. There was only this tint world with the two of them in it and it was all Apollo needed “I love you so much” his husband told him in a breathy whisper “I love you even more” Apollo said as he continued to make love to this man who was everything to him ***************** Apollo woke with a sad smile and a face wet with tears. That dream could never be and yet he treasured it when it came to him. He tried to hold on to the feeling and imagined he could smell just the faintest hint of jasmine in the air but it slipped away from him. The only part of that dream that was true was the fortune from his grandfather Apex went to the bathroom and the tears were washed down the drain as he took a shower. His finger still hurt and seemed a bit redder than yesterday, he put more ointment on it and a new bandage As \he dressed the light coming in the windows told him it was mid morning. He had a quick breakfast and picked up his phone to look for mischief and mayhem. The first thing he saw was the message from Ted It was a week day but he called Ted/s number and was surprised when he picked up instead of the call going to voicemail “Hello?” Ted’s voice said “It’s Apex, I got your message. It really didn’t take?” he said still not really believing “Oh! I didn’t think you would even respond when I sent that message. We got tested at three months and again at four, No sign of HIV in either of us” Ted replied “Is it Apex Predator?” he heard a voice say in the background “So why are you telling me? You are the first I know of to dodge that bullet. Congratulations I guess. Did you just want to rub it in?” Apex asked “No actually. Listen, Warren wants it but only from me and you know I will do anything to make him happy so…” Ted said “So you want another go with my poz cock?” Apex said, sounding amused “You do realize you are in a Dom/sub relationship and you are not the Dom, don’t you?” “Oh I knew that the moment I met Warren, I’m totally fine with it, making him happy is why I was born” Ted said with no hint of embarrassment in his voice “Ask him to come over, I want to see that cock for myself and watch him fuck you” the voice in the background said “Well, will you? I can find other poz guys but I started this with you and I kind of like you. You could have kept things to yourself and gotten to Warren before I did. It wouldn’t have broken us up but it would have caused problems” Ted asked Normally the answer would be “no” as Apex only like fucking men behind their lover’s backs but he would break every rule he had to poz Ted/ It was a matter of pride now “Give me your address, when do you want me to come?” Apex growled “We don’t have any plans for the rest of the day, you could come now” Ted said Apex pulled on a pair if leather gloves to hide his bandaged finger and headed out The neighborhood Ted and Warren lived in was so typically suburban that it reminded him of a song his mom loved “Pleasant Valley Sunday” by The Monkeys. Mom had had a huge crush on Davy Jones so she loved anything Monkeys He felt a little dizzy as he walked to the door and knocked Warren answered and Apex saw his face for the first time. He had to admit the boy was very cute. Maybe one of the cutest boys he had ever seen. He reminded Apex of something he could not put his finger on. Something in the smile and the shape of the eyes as well as their color “Come on in” Warren said and led the way Ted waited in the living room in a pair of shorts but no shirt “Good to see you again” Ted said and smiled like he meant it Apex just nodded. Why was he feeling so light headed? “The bedroom is this way” Ted said and went down a hall As Apex followed him Warren trailed behind, He tried to follow Ted through the door but felt the world spin for a second and caught the frame with his hand hissing in pain as he did “Hold it right there Mr. Help him Ted. Bring him out to the table. I want to look at that hand” came from behind him. It was Warren but the tone was totally different, It was crisp and authoritative and even Apex would have trouble not obeying that tone. It let you know that the speaker knew exactly what he was doing and you better listen for your own good Ted helped him and sat him at their kitchen table. Warren pulled a chair in front of him and set a small case on the table “Hand” he said in that same tone holding out his own expectantly Apex lifted his gloved hand and noticed that his finger looked larger than normal in it glove Warren pulled off the glove making Apex wince and then gently pulled off the bandage “You did a good job of bandaging this up, fingers are hard to do by your self, you usually need both hands to do it right and I can see you used antibiotic ointment on it but this is infected Apex” he told him seriously “Hoe long ago did this happen?” “Yesterday” Apex told him and Warren looked even more concerned “We need to take you to the emergency room” he said “No hospitals” Apex said adamantly “You need to get this seen immediately” he countered then thought for a second “Let me make a call” “Hey Dr. Cole, it’s Warren from the hospice, I have a situation here. It’s an animal bite that happened yesterday and it’s already swelling and showing signs of infections despite proper care/ Yes I bet it was her again, can you see him? Ok I will bring him and get the story on the way” he said then he hug up “Get dressed and help me get him to the car Ted” “He’s in NURSE mode and we better do what he says. It’s less painful that way” Ted said as he went to gran a shirt and his shoes Apex was so light headed he just went along, telling them the story as they drove They helped him into the office and soon Dr. Cole came in. He was an adorable chubby man who you instantly knew you could trust “It was Rosario, that little beast is a menace, she’s bitten three of my friends now, evert time Hiro’s lover goes out of town someone gets bitten it seems” Warren told him Dr. Cole nodded “we know what we have to do then, but first I need to examine him” He looked briefly at Apex’s hand then had him remove his shirt and looked a bit surprised by what he saw. He had Apex stand on the scale and measured his height then took his vitals and finally said “You need two weeks of intravenous antibiotics. That infection is nasty and dangerous. You are also significantly under weight for your height, though not dangerously so yet. Have you been losing weight lately?” “No. I have HIV and I was going down hill about a year ago. I was in a bad place mentally and was just letting it happen. Then all of a sudden I started feeling better and even started putting on weight, But that stopped after a while." he said "I have looked like this since but at least I have not been sick since then” Apex said, surprising himself with his candor. Maybe it was because the dark voice in his mind seemed to be absent at the moment. It did that from time to time “I’m going to draw some blood and run some tests, that does not fit the regular pattern at all” he said and Apex let him. He was curious too “I need to put you in the hospital for those antibiotics” Dr. Cole said “I have to adjust the dosage because of your low body weight though” “No hospitals” Apex said flatly “I have all the equipment we would need at home Dr. Cole. I took care of my mom there before she passed, remember? You were her Doctor. Just write the prescription and instructions and I am perfectly capable of taking care of him: Warren said “You would probably do a better job than the hospital staff could, They are so overworked” Dr. Cole agreed “Why would you do that?” Apex asked “Because it’s what friends do” Warren said in that bossy tone of his, “You didn’t cause problems where you easily could have and you were willing to help us out in your own way. That makes us friends” Apex smiled, he couldn’t help it, This Dom little man was adorable. He fully understood why Ted loved him now “If you insist” he said still smiling They swung by his place to get some clothes and then the pharmacy The hand improved quickly though Warren insisted he finish the antibiotics During those two weeks Apex came to know and care for this special couple who had taken him in. He had real friends for the first time in years and they loved his stories of hunting neg ass. The more evil the better. They especially loved the ones where he had bagged a straight boy “I want to watch you poz guys and I want to help” Warren said in an excited voice as he watched his husband ride Apex’s poz cock about a week in, This was a new experience for Apex and he had only done it because he was so grateful to these two/ Apex was the one tied to the bed as Ted followed his lover’s instructions and rode him “I’m going to take this poz cum up in me and then I’m going to infect my little bitch with it!” Ted moaned as he bounced up and down “Then we can all be evil fucks and spread it far and wide!” “You are so good to me Baby!” Warren said as he watched the show “Get your ass over here and ride my cock while I ride his!” Ted snapped and Warren scrambled to obey. As Ted pulled up off Apex’s cock his own cock slid into Warren and it slid out as he shoved his ass down on Apex’s 12 inch poz shaft The sight was so erotic, so hot that none of them lasted long, Apex blasted Ted full off toxic cum while he shot into Warren who came all over Apex’s chest and face After the two weeks were up Warren drove them back to Dr. Cole's office, This time a man who was even taller than Apex came in with him. The man had to be nearly 7 feet tall Warren and Ted had simply walked into his appointment with him and he had not thought anything of it “Hello Apollo, it’s good to see you again” Dr. Cole said He had had to put his real name on the insurance forms and patient information form “Apollo Preda?” Warren asked a bit sharply “Just let it pass” Apex said shortly, not registering that Warren had used his last name when Dr. Cole hadn’t. “It’s my real name but I don’t use it, Someone killed Apollo a long time ago, I’m Apex now” and they all let it drop but Warren looked thoughtful They weighed Apex and took his vials then they all sat “This is my husband Dr. Lars, we have both been over your test results/ You have what is known as The Angel Strain of HIV though you must have acquired it less than a year ago. It’s non-lethal, suppresses other strains of HIV and passes fairly easily from infected bottom to tops during unprotected sex” For some reason Apex remembered fucking a ginger haired boy who was taking loads in a hotel room on three separate occasions. The dark voice in his head was making distracted noises like it was paying attention to something else and didn't want to talk to him “You know anything about this?” he thought to it “Ok! Yes! I turned off your ability to detect poz people while you fucked that boy, You were going to let yourself die and I am to fond of you and the havoc you bring to the world to allow that! Once I was sure you had the right strain I stopped your appearance from changing to hide what I did!” The voice told him, sounding like a kid who had been caught with his hand in the cookie jar “We can not explain your failure to gain weight but you have gained five ponds since your last visit” Dr. Cole went on “It’s my cooking” Warren said with a smile He poked the dark voice again “Well you know now so I may as well let your appearance improve a little” it said “Keep me slim, but I'm tired of looking sick” he thought back “I ran tests for cancer and other problems and all came back negative, If it was diet, you need to take far better care of yourself” Dr. Cole said in a stern voice “He will” Warren said and Apex let that pass Warren drove them all back and when they got in the house Apex went into the guest room and started putting his clothes in his duffle bag “Whatcha doin?” Warren asked from the door “Packing, I'm sure you two want your privacy back and I should get home, I don’t want to overstay my welcome” Apex said. He was truly grateful to these two and he wanted to be gone before they got the letter from their mortgage company telling them that someone had paid off both their mortgage but their equity loan too Warren blocked the door and Ted stood behind him with his hands on his husbands shoulders, showing that he backed him up “You are home Apollo” Warren said flatly “You are not going anywhere. You need us to take care of you” Apex was surprised by his real name and even more so by what Warren had said “I can take care of myself” He said somewhat resentful “Obviously you can’t” Warren said angrily “just a year ago you refused to get medication you needed to survive! I know you were hurt but damn Apollo! There are people in this world who care about you and Ted and I are among them!” “He’s right Apollo” Ted said “We do care about you and we want you to stay” “Will you fucking call me Apex? Apollo is dead! It hurts every time I hear that fucking name!” he said “Ok Apex” Warren said compassionately “If you wan, but you are still staying!” "Fine! Apex said giving in That evening Warren surprised him again. He had gotten up to go to bed, following Ted and Warren who were also headed that way As he turned to head into the guest room Warren said “Where are you going?” “To bed” Apex replied “You sleep in here with us now, I thought that was obvious” Warren said He saw Ted nodding and shrugged, joining them He slept better than he had in a decade. It was the first time in that long that he had actually slept with anyone. Ted held Warren to his chest and Apex held them both The changes The Darkness had been suppressing happened quickly. In two months Apex’s body shifted and smoothed out, He had naturally narrow hips and his shoulders were a little narrow for a man of his height, his muscles firmed and his skin tightened, his face filled in a little and his beard came in thicker though he trimmed it down to a thin strip at his jaw and a matching mustache that ran down to meet it and his hair became a glossy black, hanging several inches down his back His long limbs remained thin but were now firmly muscled. His stomach filled out and flattened, t a six pack showing beneath his tight tan, shiny skin He looked like a snake in human form, Thin, powerful, sleek, beautiful and deadly. His bright green eyes just added to the illusion To tel; the truth. The Darkness cheated a lot Apex had looked this good even in the flush of his youth. The Darkness simply changed him from one menacing, dangerous looking, darkly attractive appearance to another. The new looking even more venomous than the old ***************** Hal was 18, he had graduated high school and was headed off to college in just a week. He had mown lawns in the neighborhood all summer for extra cash and was going around thanking each of his customers for their patronage The last house on his list was Warren and Ted’s He knocked on the door and soon Warren answered “I just wanted to thank you, I know there were some cheaper options but you stuck with me” Hal said “You get what you pay for” Warren said with a smile “You always did such a good job, so thank you. How is Suzie?” "She's great! I wish were were going to the same college but that's not in the cards. We are going to try to keep our relationship going long distance though. e have been together for 4 years now" The boy said enthusiastically Warren looked this innocent straight boy up and down then glanced over his shoulder “Would you like to come in for some iced tea? It’s hot out here" He asked “That would be nice, I’m really thirsty” Hal said Warren led him into the kitchen and poured him a glass As he was sipping a motion in the living room caught his eye Ted was on his knees in front of a thin man sitting back in a chair and he was… Hal froze in shock Warren took the glass from his frozen hand, setting it aside, then he came up behind the startled boy and pushed his body firmly against his back, kissing the back of his neck and reaching around to find both his nipples and lightly pinch them “Ted is sucking that man’s cock” Hal said finally stating the obvious Warren's hand drifted down his stomach, gripped Hal’s rock hard 18 year old cock and pulled him back as he ground his chubby 6 ½ inches into the boy’s ass “That’s Apex and he has the biggest cock you will probably ever see. You will love how it feels when he cums inside of you. Don’t worry, Ted and I will break you in before you take that monster. we are going to breed you too but it’s Apex’s cum that has that special gift just for you” Warren whispered in his ear then walked the boy forward If Ted and Apex were surprised when Warren walked the lawn boy into the room they didn’t show it. Hal didn’t resist as Warren stripped him, "lay over the ottoman pretty boy" he instructed “Are you sure this is safe? Shouldn’t we use condoms?” Hal asked nervously, not really believing this was happening “Hal, I’m a nurse, I would never do anything dangerous to you. I promise you my cum is safe” Warren said and he pushed the boy over the ottoman Warren had a predatory look on his face as he knelt behind the boy and lubed up his cock. This was the first time he had ever topped in his life but he wanted to breed this boy so he would let Ted and Apex breed him too His cum was safe but Apex and maybe even Tad's by now weren’t and Warren wanted to send this straight boy off to college all knocked up and gifted He lubed up and gently eased in, popping this virgin’s cherry almost painlessly. He soon had the boy moaning as he slid along his prostate, showing him what God had really made his ass for “Feels good doesn't it baby boy?” he asked as Ted moved in front of him and started instructing him in the fine art of cock sucking and Apex stroked himself with an evilly amused look on his face Warren blew his load into Hal’s ass and the boy was hooked on taking raw cock and loads He moved aside and Ted took his place. He was just as gentle as he worked his longer cock into the lawn boy’s ass, his large balls swinging as he slid in and out and Hal moaned fucking the ottoman with his average sized cock Ted added his maybe poz load to Warren’s and then Apex took his position behind the unsuspecting neg boy He buried himself balls deep with one stroke and Hal reared up as he felt his inner ring pierced for the first time. Apex pushed him back down and held him there with a hand between his shoulder blades as he pounded the whimpering boy, long stroking him till his virus filled balls started to tighten “Enjoy my gift” He said as his toxic seed started filling the neg boy’s hole and his virus invaded his bloodstream forever It was dark by the time Hal walked home, limping just a little. He had a total of 9 loads in him, 3 neg, 3 maybe poz and 3 definitely poz. He was a confirmed bareback, load seeking slut now He decided to just not keep in touch with his girlfriend as they went to different colleges. Until today he had thought he might marry her someday but not now that his eyes had been opened toi who he really was all he wanted was more raw cock By the time he tested poz 6 months later he had no idea who had done ir ***************** Warren, Ted and Apex slept well that night, their balls thoroughly drained into a straight neg boys’s no longer virgin ass and Apex was glad he had stayed *********************************************************************************************************** Next Chapter: Positive Results Let me know what you think! Scanbu

Over the next few weeks Dave started to change his point of view. Things with Niall seemed to go back to normal, work was steady, their banter was good. If anything they seemed to have become closer. Initially he had been afraid to ask Niall what exactly he had smoked that particular weekend, with everything that happened he had forgotten to ask. One Friday though, as they were discussing weekend plans he got the nerve and asked. "Ah, that stuff? It's called T. Can be good for a pick me up. Keeps you up so you can go for the night like". "Jeez i could do with that for training" Dave joked. "So you liked it then?" Niall asked. "Ah yeah was a good buzz, as you say, kept me going in the club too". Niall looked at Dave, unsure of what to make of the youngster's interest, "yeah, it's not something for every week but can be good on occasion." "So", Niall began cautiously to Dave, "what's your big plan for the weekend?". "We've got a match tomorrow afternoon but that's about it" Dave replied, "A few of the lads are talking about heading to town but to be honest the bank account is low this week so I'll probably give it a skip". "Ah right" said Niall, "well if you've any interest I'm gonna watch the soccer, a few cans. Feel free to call, can crash if ya want", Dave smiled, "Sound, man, yeah I'll keep it in mind". Saturday came as did Dave's match. It was a tough slog and Dave took more than a few smacks before being taken off. "Good man" the coach told him, "you played great today". By the end of the match Dave was loving life, they'd won by 3 points and it was his best game of the season so far. When hos teammates brought up going out again Dave was tempted. Unfortunately he was in the red, his parents had subbed him for the coming week. Dave forgot about his fiancial woes quickly though. Now he was looking at his teammates differently. He noticed their different body types and builds, how body hair suited some, who trimmed, who was wearing what sort of underwear, who looked handsome once changed. Where did that come from he thought. As the evening went on Dave was bored, his buddies still away at uni, doing assignments or out with dates. He on the other hand couldn't afford a few pints and a taxi. Then he remembered Niall's offer amd sent a text to see if the invite stood. Niall told him to call away and, if he wanted he could stay. Within the hour Dave had cleaned himself up, taken any beer left in the fridge and driven to Niall's, telling his parents not to expect him home. Niall answered the door similar to last time, grey joggers but this time a City jersey. "You a city fan?" He asked as he and Dave entered the house. "Don't really follow soccer to be honest, but happy to watch a game." "Grand job" Niall replied. As they entered the sitting room Dave was surprised to find someone else there. This guy looked a similar age to Niall, shaved head, 5 o'clock shadow. Even though he was sat down you could tell he was easily 6 ft, he was wearing a dark grey t-shirt, snickers work pants and a pair of work boots. "Dave, this is Tommo" he's just after landing from Dublin. "How's it going?" Tommo said, reaching out to shake Dave's hand, " can't believe they actually let this bollocks train someone up". "Ah feck off" Niall shot back. Dave learned the two men were old buddies and Tommo had a few days off so decided to call down. "Right, I'm gonna clean myself up" Tommo declared after downing a couple of cans. Niall asked Dave about his own match earlier and Dave was happy to give a full report. Just as he was finishing up Tommo came back. Dave cauhht himself glancing at the man who returned in a jersey that seemed a size too small and a pair of tight adidas trackies that showed off a bit of a bulge. Tommo looked at Dave, "jeez lad we look very casual compared to yourself". It was true, despite knowing he wasn't going out Dave had opted for a form fitting polo, jeans and trainers. "Do you not have any he could throw on?" Tommo directed at Niall. "Well..." Niall began as Dave said it was fine. "Nah Tommo's right, much as I hate to admit it". We're gonna be in for the night, might as well be comfortable. With that Dave followed Niall to his room. Dave's pulse began to race as he remembered what happened last time. He could feel the bllod flowing to his cock. "Here, try these" Niall handed Dave a pair of red skinny trackie bottoms. "You might as well throw this on too" he said, passing Dave and old jersey, "just in case of spillage" Niall said with a smirk and a wink. As the evening went on the 3 lads sat watching the match. It was good fun, Dave laughed as the other two constantly threw insults at each other and even got one or two of his own in. As the match finished up Tommo looked at his last can, "fuck it lads, I'm sick of beer, anything stronger?" Niall looked at Tommo and Dave, "well I might have something, Dave no pressure on you now though" he said very matter of fact like. With that he left the room and came back with a back pack. "Look, these are just some party favours I've got" Niall explained, anyone fancy a bump?" "Mighty" said Tommo, rubbing his hands together. Niall divided out the white powder on the coffee table, Tommo led with inhaling it through hos nostrils, followed by Niall who could see the worry on Dave's face. "Hey lad, there's no pressure to try it. But if you're worried I'm here, I'll look after ya". Dave looked at Niall and all his feelings came to the forefront getting rid of dout. "Ok so, but just a small bit." "Ha, good man yourself" Tommo shouted. Once the party favours started so too did the party. Tommo got the remote of the smart tv and found a dance tune playlist on line. As the music played the men learned more about one another. Niall and Tommo had been in school together and both went into trades, basically they were thick as thieves back in the day. They asked Dave about his situation, he was the youngest of 3 brothers, had a girlfriend in school bit they broke up when it came to uni. He'd been single since. "So what you do for pussy?" Tommo asked, "you're a big tank of a rugger, ye get all the women don't ye?". Dave blushed slightly, "well" he began, "between work and training I'm fairly busy. Plus most of the nights out I go on now is with the lads. Usually end up in places with an older crowd". "Nothing wrong with a bit of older totty, is there?" Tommo smirked at Niall. Dave looked puzzled until Tommo explained that he and Niall had once had a threesome with an older woman when they were in their early twenties. Tommo took great pleasure in recounting the experience and Dave was listening, getting excited by every detail. "Hey, why don't we do a few more favours" announced Tommo. Niall could see that Dave looked doubtful about taking another bump, "how about a little T instead?". He offered Dave the pipe and lighter, and joined Tommo in taking some more coke. Over the next hour the lads were partying big time. The music continued playing and the dancing started. After another hit of the pipe Dave could feel the sweat dripping from him. "Lads, I'm boiling. I'm gonna grab a glass of water, anyone else want one?" "Oh yeah, good man" Niall said. By the time Dave returned with the water Niall and Tommo had taken off their tops. "Fuck, it's an oven in here man" Tommo said as he took a glass from Dave. Tommo's chest was covered in a light dusting of dark hair and tattoo of a star on his left pec. Both his and Niall's torsos glistened with sweat and it didn't take much convincing for the now high Dave to start stripping off. It was a sight, three toned men dancing stupidly in a living room in just trackies and socks. "Right" Niall suddenly announced as he turned down the musoc, I need to be a bit more mellow. Niall took out a baggie and divided the powder into 6 lines. Dave looked at his boss, "No worries" said Niall, "This is K. It winds ya down a bit, you can trust me man". Dave followed the other men's lead and sniffed. "How you feeling?" Tommo asked. Dave said he was good but still a bit hot. "Yeah" Tommo agreed, and with that stepped out of his trackies. He sat on the couch, in a pair tight trunks, "much better" he sighed, "lads ye should join me". Niall copied without delay as Dave, now light headed and merry giggled, pulling down the pair he had borrowed from Niall earlier. As he stepped completely free the other men wolf whistled at the 19 year old in his black boxers. "C'mere lad", Tommo instructed as Dave sat between the two older men. "So Davey lad, how are ya feeling now?" Tommo asked. "I'm good lad, fuck, this is savage craic" Dave responded. Niall was quietly inhaling on the pipe and exhaling, "You ever shot gunned?" he suddenly said, looking at his apprentice. "Nah man, what's that?", "Watch myself and Tom and you can try after". Dave watched, totally entranced, as Niall took a hit of T, leaned across him and blew it into Tommo's mouth. His eyes were wide and all he could do was nod when asked if he wanted a turn. Niall blew smoke into the teen and instructed him to hold it before realeasing it back. As Dave got used to the technique it wasn't long before the smoke was being passed between the three men. On the fourth or fifth attempt Dave felt that both the older lads were moving closer when suddenly he felt a tongue slip into his mouth. Dave's head was spinning. Here he was, practically naked on a couch, kissing his boss. It was like an out of body experience, the drugs enhancing every touch making him tingle. While Niall held his face, Dave could feel another set of arms coming from behind. Tommo was rubbing his body, his rough hands settling on Dave's nipples, tweaking and twisting them as Tommo begain to bite, lick and kiss the nape of Dave's neck. Niall pulled back from Dave and looked him in the eyes, "well Dave lad, I reckon you're in for a treat tonight." High as a kite, Dave barely registered what was being said. He loved the senseation of rubbing his hand through Niall's chest hair. Tommo caught Dave's face and turned it to himself, forcefully invading Dave's mouth with his tongue.

I don’t mind it if a guy comes quickly, so long as he sticks around for the next couple of sessions. It just means I get more loads.

I've been sucking cocks for a long time but I have never been able to throat or swallow a cock. I have 2 guys who are discreet regulars. Always suck them together, always a lot of fun. (They always want me to wear panties no matter how bad I look in them. I made a comment about not being able to throat a cock in an email and they promised to let me try and practice! 😁 One has a slim 7in tool and the other has a thick 9in cock! We thought it would be best to practice on the 7in tool. But all it would do was gag me, couldn't over come it. The guy with the 9in cock asked me if I was serious and truly wanted cock in my throat? I answered YES! So he tied my hands to my waist and then laid me on my back on the bed with my head over the edge. He warned me, if he got his cock in my throat he was fucking my throat until he blew! No safe word, no stopping. He started slowly fucking my mouth, drool running all over my face. Then he started pushing, hard. Eventually he pushed hard and yelled at me to swallow! And POP! He was in my throat! And he pushed all the way in, till his balls were on my nose and forehead! And he just started fucking, never pulling all the way out! I panicked for a minute and the found I could breather through my nose as he pulled back! Didn't take long, him yelling, call me a cocksucker and a fag and literally fucking my throat. I felt him pulsing and blasting his cum in my throat! Then he pulled out and left a throat snot trail on my face, I was a mess. As I laid there trying to catch my breath, the other guy leaned in and jerked his cock all over my face! And as they set me and untied my hands, I realized that at some point I had orgasmed all over the panties. I hadn't been aware but the whole thing had been so intense once he got his cock in my throat!

so im on the prowl. young bubble butt bottom needing some cock. so I opened all the apps and sites I could find. putting out there, "neg bottom bubble butt wanting my ass pounded raw!" that should get some tops. and sure shit my inboxes were full of cock pics. sent one daddy type a message back. SC: Raw-PDaddy he gave me a location and I jetted out my door so fast. my hole has been hungry lol. so I get to the address. and he messages me again, SC: Raw-Daddy- hey u cumslut boy, come in threw the side door, down the stairs, make a right and strip down. il see you in a minute. I did as he told me to, the stairway down was dark except a red light to the right, im halfway naked before I get to the bottom. I turn right and it's a red lit room, swing to the left and some kinda bench thing with straps and an X with straps. I thought, well if you die at least u will die happy lol I heard a voice from behind me say, "ok slut boy, but the blind fold on and pick 1,2,3." yes sir, I said, 2? with a tremble in my voice. "good slut boy." he comes up behind me and grabs my hands behind my back, and omfg I felt his giant cock hitting my butt from behind when we walked forward. he turns me around and lays me in the swing sling thing. my hands strapped tight and my feet too. "now boy, your all mine. I hope you are ready for your tight hole to be wrecked. and Raw is law." I thought he would ease it in, nope he had minimal lube on, and just when balls deep. it hurt bad but I don't know what lube he used but it kinda made the pain go away almost numbed me but then his dick just pound my once tight hole. I then got a hit of poppers and I was flying. I dont know how much time went by. but all of a sudden he started grunting and pulled my head up by him and growled into my ear "your poor slut hole is now mine, and about to be given my toxic cum boy." he pounded hard and BAM! HE RELEASES, ROPES OF CUM. I felt it in my insides now. part 1

Need this to happen to me and my tight little boipussy

PART 2- UNKNOWN FRIEND TAGGED IN I lay strapped in the swing, my hole wrecked and cum dripping out of it waiting to be released from the swing. i ask "sir can you untie me?" SC: Raw-PDaddy replies: haha oh slut boy il let you go once we are all done. now be a good slut boy and enjoy my friend. his cock is as big as mine maybe bigger. il be nice enough to keep you poppered up cuz he takes a long time to cum. and when he does, your cum slut hole will be quenched. so I took the offer and right as they hit my nose I felt a big cock slapping my hole and again, balls deep. but this time it wasn't bad at all thanks to the first guy keeping me good with the Ps. my cock was pouring out cum from my prostate being pounded. and an hour or so later this guy filled me as much as the first. but didn't pull out. he grunted as he smiled and just kept going. I dont know why but I needed more. to be continued

Drew got the regular crew together on Sunday night - Daddys were Me, Steve and Hamish and the boys Drew, Dwayne and Ryan. Hamish was lying on his back, legs spread with my face in his crotch, I was massaging his balls and sucking on his sweaty cock. At the same time Dwayne had his face buried in my ass licking me out. Before I knew what was happening, Dwayne mounted me and shoved his cock balls deep up my hole. I kept sucking Hamish while Dwayne rode my ass. He grunted and I felt him cum deep in me. He pulled out and I felt Steve's hands on my ass then he presses his dick on my hole and started forcing it into me. I was on my belly so couldn’t resist so he was soon up to his balls in my ass. I always struggle to take Steve’s cock so I like when he takes control and I’ve got no choice. Luckily Steve cums quick so soon he mixed his seed with Dwayne’s load. I was still sucking Hamish when he pulled out and climbed on my back. Hamish has the thickest cock by far and now he was trying to get it in my ass. Glad Steve and Dwayne had plastered my chute so he slid in easy but fuck, I’d never had my hole stretched out so wide. Hamish fucks like a bull and soon he pumped his load in my guts. I had to fuck so I mounted Ryan and was pumping his hole when Drew shoved his cock in me - he said he wanted to fuck his Daddy’s cum-filled hole. We fucked and as soon as I felt Drew’s load hit my ass, I shot my load up Ryan’s hole. At the end wee took turns sucking Ryan’s cock - Drew swallowed his seed.

Was leaving the club last night, and a homeless guy sitting on the corner asked for change. I told him I unfortunately didn’t have any, and was prepared to keep going but he asked if I liked dick (since he’d seen me leave the gay bar). I let him know that I loved cock. He told me it’d been awhile since he’d cum. I glanced around, then pointed at a nearby alley and told him he was welcome to cum in me if he wanted to go that way. He said yes, stood up and we walked into the alley. It was dark and I was nervous, but I love taking raw homeless cock so I was also excited as hell. I’d been fucked in this alley before, so I knew there was a dumpster we could behind and I lead him that direction. Once behind the dumpster, I immediately leaned into the wall, lowered my pants off my ass and arched my back for him. He chuckled and made a comment about how much of an easy slut I was. I confirmed, and begged him to fuck me. He asked me if I wanted him to wear a condom, and I told him absolutely not to which he said “sure, it’s your choice”. I felt him spit on my hole, then his cock sliding up and down my crack. The tip kept brushing against my hole, making me whimper in need which seemed to turn him on more be a few seconds later he thrust in and impaled his cock in me with one strong stroke. He felt like a good 7” or so and THICK. I started to moan as he began to jack hammer into my hole. One of his hands was on my hip, guiding me back to meet his thrusts and the other was in my hair shoving my face into the wall. He set a brutal pace, and within no time was asking me where I wanted his cum. I begged for him to breed me, and he again chuckled and said “sure, it’s your choice.” With a few more thrusts, he lodged himself balls deep in my hole and I felt the throbbing of his cock and the warmth of his cum as he unloaded in me, the hand in my hair moving down to curl around my throat, fingers digging into my wind pipe. Once he was done cumming, he started lazily stroking his cock back and forth in me, working his load deeper into me. I thought he intended to give me another load, but instead after a few minutes of lazy strokes, he again impaled himself balls deep in me and I felt the unmistakable warmth of his piss filling me. His fingers tightened further on my throat, and he continued to piss without saying word for a good couple of minutes as I moaned and thanked him. Once he was done pissing, he maneuvered us so I was laying on the ground and he was mounting me, and he proceeded to fuck another load into my now very sloppy hole. He was even rougher this time, and had stopped caring or asking what I wanted - it was clear he’d decided he was just going to use me however he wanted. And I loved it. He pressed my face into the ground and continued to choke me, nearly cutting my air off. He pulled at my hair roughly, I felt some strands pull out. He punched my ass with closed fists and groped at it as he fucked me (it’s bruised today lol). The second fuck took longer, but eventually I felt him cumming inside me again. Then he stood up, and I heard him leave the alley without another word. I waited a few minutes, then stood up, pulled my pants up and left as well, squeezing my hole to keep it all inside me. Horned as I was now, I wanted more cock and cum… so instead of going home, I ended up at the nearest ABS with my hole up against a gloryhole where I got 6 more anon loads without seeing a single one of the guys. Very successful night!

This isn't my story but one told to me by a buddy. He's happy for me to share. I may add some additional parts after but they'll just be my fantasies. Names have been changed and locations altered. This is a bit of a slow burner but it does get good. I'm just trying to recount what I was told in as much detail as possible. At nineteen Dave dropped out of university in his first year. Having gotten through secondary school with the help of his teachers he thought he was safe enough to drink his way through college and pass too. Unfortunately that plan didn't work out, nor did the back up plan of becoming a professional rugby player. Dave played through school and college and was good but just not good enough. But, because of his sports days he was a built lad; 5ft 10, broad, short cropped fair haired and blue eyes. He didn't have a six pack but is built like a brick shit house. Between his looks qnd popularity he never had an issue pulling girls but he had always been curious since mutually wanking with a mate when he was in his early teens. He figured it was just a phase but still always took a peek in the showers and admired guys on nights out. Anyway after leaving college he retuened home to his small, fairly rural, Irish town. His parents didn't take long to get sick of his lack of motivation and, after a couple of weeks his father arranged for him to do an apprenticeship in carpentry with a guy he knew through his own work. Dave was gutted, he hadn't much interest but agreed when he was basically told it was that or get out and fend for himself. About a week after he was given the news Dave met his new boss Niall. Niall was in his early 30s, about 6ft, lean but muscular body, dark hair, deep brown eyes and a decent 5 o'clock shadow. Dave remembers feeling odd the first time he met Niall, he didn't realise it was attraction at the time, just figured it was admiration for the guy who looked so well kept. "Alright lad, how's it goin?" Niall stuck out his hand to greet Dave. "Uh grand thanks" came the younger man's reply. "So your father tells me you're interested in carpentry, have you done much of it before?" Niall enquired. "Just a bit in school, and a couple of bits at home, but I was decent enough" said Dave. Niall just laughed and, after some conversation they agreed that Dave would assist with helping to finish off a kitchen unit for the week and, after that they'd see how if Dave would stay on. The project was a success, Dave impressed Niall and surprised himself at how much he enjoyed the work. Niall was quite an easy going guy and they got on well. Usually Friday's included a couple of pints after work before Niall dropped Dave home. During this time the two got to know each other well. Niall heard about Dave's rugby "career" and that he hadn't a steady girlfriend since secondary school, he figured college would provide plenty of women. In turn Dave learned that Niall had previously been engaged but it didn't work out. He had his own place on the outskirts of town and was fond of a bit of weed every now and then to relax. It was on one of those Fridays that things got interesting. After a particularly long day Niall said he felt like something stronger and took a joint out of the pocket of hos van. "You don't mind?", he asked Dave. "Nah man you're fine". "You wanna drag?" Dave was unsure, he'd never tried weed, or any drugs, but Niall reassured him it'd be fine. Dave always seemed to find it hard to say no Niall and took his first puff. "Trust me, it's great for the wind down" Niall told him. The two then discussed weekend plans; Dave's buddies all had deadlines for college so he was having a quiet one. Niall suggested he join him in town, he was going to watch a match and figured Dave might be up for it. Dave agreed but he had training that Saturday and would be running late. "No hassle" Dave told him, bring your stuff, you can shower and change at mine". Saturday came and it was a miserable day, non stop rain from morning. By the time Dave finished training he was soaked and miserable. He wasn't in much of a mood go to Niall's but felt obliged. When he pulled up, Niall answered the door in tight black t-shirt that showed off his body, grey joggers and white socks. "Fuck, you look like a drown rat" he said as Dave came in. He showed him to the bathroom and how to use the shower. I'll continue with the story later. There is chem play coming but like I say this took time to kick off.

I don't know if I'm the only one, but when it comes to personality, nothing turns me on more than a guy that's a completely uninhibited slut who's also tender hearted and kind! I remember hooking up with this beefy muscle daddy a few years ago, and he caught me off guard when he told me he moved back to Michigan to take care of his mom. I got so hard right after he said that and pumped 4 four more loads into him! Can anyone else relate?

I had to go into the office today... on the way home I stopped at the ABS and got on a location based app. A guy met me there in the booths and I took a couple loads off him. Then I went to the theater and there was a guy topping another bottom who was on a futon at the back. I got face down ass up on another futuon and when the top was finished with the other guy he came over and pumped another load into me. I know 3 loads is nothing compared to a lot of people but for me this was a pretty good day at the bookstore!

AKA = Also Known As So, this resource site that I irregularly visit was offering premium memberships for $1 for 30 days. (I never would've paid for the premium features otherwise.) So, of course, I'm downloading as much as I can during my 28 day window, cause I'm canceling on the 29th day to avoid getting close to that 31st day automatic renewal thing... When I select something and download the "bundle," a whole bunch of files get downloaded instead of just the file I selected. At first I wasn't paying attention after clicking download, but one time out of the corner of my eye I SWEAR I saw, "Felching resources..." 🤯🤯🤯 So, OF COURSE, the next time I downloaded a bundle, I paid attention! The window that briefly pops up says, "Fetching (emphasis mine) resources..." 😊😖🤪😂🤣 But I STILL see "Felching resources" whenever that window pops up! Hence the title of this thread... 👅 And note to self: I guess the universe is telling me I need to felch, and SOON! 🤪👅 Anyone willing to provide a hole for me to felch? Message me! 😍

Age is a number not a prison sentence. I don't even think about my age because I don't feel, look at it or act it. That being said, I'm an active outdoors type of guy with a great sense of humor. Looking for someone who's adventurous, and outgoing like myself, so like-minded guys who can move twice in the same second say "Hi" and let the games begin! No time for couch potatoes, slugs or homebodies. Anyone?

-Martin I felt the sweet burn of meth in my throat as I sucked down the smoke from my pipe. I watched as Chris passed out from Greg fucking him. It was pathetic really I could take Greg’s cock like it was nothing but I guess everyone starts somewhere. My hole was still gaped from my masters cock, his cum slowly dripping from me. At this point barely a day passed without him filling me. I’d convinced Chris that I just lubed myself up before he would fuck me though I have no idea how he never noticed how loose I was. I’m glad that Chris will be joining me soon. I love him in a way, not like the love I have for master but kind of like a brother. I still remembered when I started down the path that led here. - It was the summer between my freshman and sophomore year. I stayed in the city over the summer cause I rented an apartment year round. I was still staying loyal to Chris because I thought we were in love. I’d go to random gay bars but turn down everyone who offered to fuck me which was a lot. Chris was supposed to come up the first weekend after class ended and I had been jerking off to the thought every day since. It had been nearly a year since we fucked and my hole was HUNGRY. Friday afternoon however he canceled saying some bullshit about needing to help a family friend. I was fucking pissed but wasn’t about to sit around like a loser. I went to a straight club planning to blackout instead of dealing with my feelings, however after one drink I met the most beautiful man in the world. He had thick brown hair that I would later learn covered his entire body. He was wearing black slacks and a white button up that was bulging with his thick muscular body. I was already in awe and then he came up and talked to me. He was at least a foot taller than me and had a deep dreamy voice. “What are you doing drinking by yourself handsome” the man said “ drowning my sorrows in vodka what about you” I responded trying to be nonchalant “Ha” he laughed “ I’m looking for something or someone to do tonight, so why are you sad, girl trouble, boy trouble” he said slyly while showing a shining white grin “ boy trouble” I answer “ trust me the only girl trouble I have is holding my friends hair up when they get wasted” “Damn I’m sorry to hear that a hot boy like you should have your pick of the litter” Holy shit he called me hot I thought “You wanna go somewhere else and talk about it” he placed a massive calloused hand on the small of my back “Sure” I said “but I do have a boyfriend” “And I have no intention of getting in the way of that” he said, leading me outside. Once we got to the street he hailed a cab and guided me in. I wasn’t going to cheat on Chris even if he was being an asshole and I was with the hottest man on the planet I wasn’t. We pulled up to a bar called the bloody scorpion. “I’ve never heard of this place” I said as we left the cab “It’s my bar I’d be happy to show you around sometime if you’d like” he told me as we walked to a door next to it. “This here is my place” He opened the door to a stairwell the lead above the bar. “Wow do you live up here” I asked as we entered a clean semi-modern studio Apartment. “I do” he responded “you like” “Definitely I think that the space between your couch and the wall is bigger than the apartment I share with 3 people” “Thank you I try to take care of it. You want something else to drink or would you like something stronger” Fuck did I just go home with a druggy. I don’t do anything but weed I thought. He must’ve seen the look on my face and added. “Oh just weed, nothing too bad” he said with a chuckle “ we’ll get the meth out later” I laughed back “oh yeah I love pot I was scared for a second there” “No need to be scared let’s just go up to the roof to smoke though” he said We went up to his roof which had a small garden and patio furniture and shared a blunt as I bitched about Chris. “So you’re hoping to get back at him tonight is that why you came here.” The man asked “No I’d never cheat on the man I love, I hope that’s not disappointing” I answered. “Not at all, though if you’d like I could help you with your hole without it being cheating” “What do you mean” I asked curiously “Not to brag but I have an impressive collection of toys downstairs and would be happy to use them to help you get relief.” I thought about it for a minute but I guess it didn’t count if it was just toys “Yeah that would be great just toys though nothing more” “Of course” he answered He guided me down to what must’ve been a basement under the bar. I saw another stairwell that must lead to it since this was clearly being used as storage. There was a door at the back of the hallway that he lead me through. “I just realized I don’t know your name” I asked as I entered the dark room “When you’re in here call me master” he said in what I thought was a joking tone. “Ok master” I answered jokingly “Good boy now let’s leave our clothes here” he said pointing to a small table. It was the first time I was naked in front of someone besides Chris and was really nervous while master stripped right to his bulging jock strap. He was even more magnificent naked. His hairy thick body was covered in tattoos and his white jock was clearly stained but that only made it look better as it was clearly full to bursting. “ you nervous boy” master asked grinning “ a little bit yeah” “Take your time I’ll go get some stuff out for you” he said as he walked further into the dark room. I stripped fully down. I was glad I shaved expecting Chris to come. Just then green light flooded the room and I saw it all. This was a fully kited out playroom any porn studio would be jealous of, the walls were covered up and down with different sex toys most of which I was clueless about. In the middle were several slings, benches, and other furniture I assumed was for sex but couldn’t guess how. “Holy fuck do you secretly operate a porn empire here” I asked approaching the sling master had brought a chair and table to. “I’ve been know to film a video or two” he said with a laugh. “Well looks like someone’s got a cock on them don’t you boy” “Yeah I guess I do but I’m a bottom through and through” “That’s understandable, Now hop into the sling and we’ll get started” I tried to pull myself into the sling but it was fairly high and I had never been in one before so I slipped. Master picked me up and easily lifted me into the sling. He secured my legs in the air with cuffs but left my hands free. “Now I think it would be best if you put a blindfold on so that you can fully enjoy the feeling without being intimidated by the size” he said as he put a sleep mask over my face. I heard him walk away for a minute before I felt a cold sensation on my hole. I felt my hole part for something and let out a moan as it had been so long. “Damn I’m only putting the lube in and you’re already moaning like a whore” master said before I felt the cold sensation flood my guts as I assumed he squirted me full of lube. It felt so good having any thing in my ass I was already panting. “I’m gonna put the first dildo in now that okay boy” master asked I only moaned in response as I felt the plastic head spread my hole. It felt orgasmic having something inside me again and I kept moaning with every push. He fucked me with it for a few minutes before moving up to a higher size. He continued this for what felt like eternity. “Alright boy this one is pretty big but let’s try it” he said as I felt a large head press against my hole. He pressed hard for a few minutes but it wouldn’t go in. “I think I’ve got something to help with this, you want this dildo right boy” he ask “Yes please I need it” I moaned out “Alright I’m going to put something under your nose and you need to inhale it and hold till I tell you” he said. I heard a cap unscrewed and a hiss next to me then he pressed one of my nostrils down and told me to inhale. It smelled like chemicals but I breathed it in before he did the same to my other nostril. “Alright exhale now boy” he said and I felt a rush as he pushed the dildo deep into me. I felt amazing and the dildo filling me only made it better. “How about you take off that blindfold now son.” He told me As I took the blindfold off I saw him sitting between my legs holding a dildo balls deep into me. Once he saw I had taken it off he pulled it all the way out revealing that it was at least 8 inches long and three inches thick. This was the biggest thing I’d ever had in me. He handed me a vial and said. “This is what I gave you to open you up it’s called poppers , keep inhaling it so that you stay stretchy just like I showed you okay boy” I only moaned in response before hitting the poppers again. I didn’t like drugs but at this point I needed this dildo in my ass and didn’t care. Master kept fucking me with the dildo for at least an hour before it started to fit without the poppers. My cock had been dripping precum all night and I had begun to feel a weird sensation in my ass. It felt like something was build and I started to squirm before suddenly the most intense orgasm of my life hit me. Piss flowed from me and I feel my hole pushing out as my mind was clouded by pleasure. “Ha ha seems like someone had their first pissgasm” master said chuckling as my pleasure subsided “Oh my god I’m so sorry I didn’t mean to” I stammered out “Don’t apologize boy pleasure is the point of this room, just lick it up and we’re fine” “Huh” i asked in shock “I said lick your piss off my floor” he repeated slowly before lifting me off the sling and onto the ground where my piss puddle laid. I had never drank piss before but my head was still clouded by the orgasm and weed so I stuck my younger out to try and found an amazing bitter sweet flavor. I eagerly licked the rest of the floor clean loving the taste. “Seems like someone’s a natural piss pig” master said as I looked up at him “ there’s a car outside that’ll take you home and give you my number call me if you want to do this again” “Yes master” I said before leaving “thank you”

I just realised I never did an update, after my sauna visit on Sunday. I went with the usual intention of getting as much raw cock and as many loads in me as possible, but I was very conscious about the latest results of the poll. I got on my knees/showed off my arse wherever possible in the darkroom, against gloryholes, in the steam room, in the sauna and in cubicles. It took a little while for things to happen, but most of the action was in the darkroom and through the glory holes. There was a bit of cubicle interest (I had a blindfold on), but not a lot. I did put number of loads taken on my arse, but that didn't really generate any response. I managed 12 fucks (including a mate of mine who recognised me and thought he'd slip his raw cock in me) and 6 loads. Pretty good really. The ratio of fucks to loads is improving. Here's hoping this Sunday is even better.

You have to be one of the most prolific writers on the site. One thing is for certain, you never short change us. It may be quantity but there is always quality in your stories too.❤️

I've definitely sucked a thousand cocks, but probably not taken that many up my ass. Started at 15, sucking dicks through glory holes at ABS and was a whore for most of the next 30 years.

Well, at that rate, maybe I’ve fucked you! 😈

I would easily say 15,000 maybe 20,000 loads have been dumped up my cunt. I used to travel a lot and spend hours at sex clubs, bookstores, glory holes, truck stops, parks, Any place that I could find cock. I would take any and all dick. I’m sure some of those had to be repeats, considering all the nights blindfolded in the sling at the slammer or club baths, but I never really knew because almost all of them were anonymous. I never wanted to see who was fucking me. I really didn’t care. They wanted a cunt to breed. I offered one up. And that total doesn’t include all the full condoms that were emptied up my ass by a few top buds who wanted my hole full as possible when they fucked me at the bathhouses.

Yeah, I went to Gran Canaria for the first time this year. Had an absolutely fabulous time. So much sex to be had in every club and back room. It definitely rivaled Berlin or Paris. I’m looking forward to going back!

It's really hard to find a private place. I met up with a married polish builder last summer. Definitely my type of guy, super horny, stocky, and in workmans gear. He said he knew a place we could go and mess around a bit. Turns out it was some woodland and not private, he was really horny and saying lets do a bit while nobody is around and giving my dick a stroke through my shorts. He was ready to go, but people kept turning up and no way I'm getting it out. Looked like it wasn't going to happen, but there was a big field of tall grass, like 2 meter tall. I said lets go there and we went in to the grass and deep in it we sat down. And it was just us. It felt spontaneous and horny. We kissed, blew each other, and he fucked me. Being there in the long grass and feeling him there spooning and inside me, it was horny.

Damn, I forgot about Chapter 8! Here it is. This post now contains Chapter 8 followed by Chapter 9 to keep the posts in the right order. Chapter 8 Chapters 1 through 7 describe a weekend with my buddy, Jason. We’ve been partying and playing on his roofdeck with another guy named Gary. They’d just finished pegging me with a Boss Hogg dildo, and we were all hanging out on the bed on the roof deck while the sun was coming up. I fell asleep. When I woke up, I was alone on the deck, and the sun had fully risen. I looked around on the deck for the other guys but didn’t see them. Then I heard splashing and looked down at the lake. They were fooling around in the water, so I headed down to join them. Jason said that he usually swam naked, so I saw no need to look for any coverup. They saw me coming and waved to greet me. The water was warm, and the bottom was covered in smooth rocks. I walked out to where they were and first Gary, and then Jason, greeted me with a big hug. I could feel Gary’s cock was hard when we hugged, but Jason’s was soft. Mine was still in its shrunken T dick phase. We played around in the water for a while, with some grabbing of cocks and asses happening. Eventually, Gary told us that he had to leave soon but wanted to dump his load in an ass first. Jason said that since I was his guest, I should get the load. Of course, I could not argue with such reasonable logic. I asked Gary where he wanted to play, and he wanted me in the sling again. “Your ass is so open and available when you’re in it,” he said. So, we headed back up to the roofdeck. No need to dry off since the Arizona air would manage that for us. He did need to reapply lube to my ass and his cock. He told me that it might take a long time for him to cum since we had been partying. Once we were all in place and lubed up, Gary started out by rubbing his hard cock up and down my ass crack. He’d dip his head in when he went over my hole, but sometimes, he would move left or right to sidestep my entry. He had me eager and wanting it before, and now it was just an awesome power play on his part. If I reached down to guide him in more, he would playfully slap my hand away. “You get it when I say you get it,” he growled. I just smiled since I knew that I was going to get a good fuck and a great load out of him. Hell, I had all day to wait for it. Finally, he placed the head of his cock at my hole and started his entrance. I kept still in the sling, letting him decide how fast and how deep he would go. He slowly slid his cock inside me until I could feel his pubes rubbing against my hole. His cock is thick, so he filled me well. Luckily, my ass had some time to recover from the serious pounding it had taken just a little bit ago. Gary’s moans, along with the happiness evident in his eyes, let me know that he was OK with my ass. I pulsed my ass muscles on his cock, and he smiled at me, knowing that we were both getting what we wanted. Then, he started to fuck me. First, the movements were slight, just a little bit of in and out motion, but he moved up to a faster and longer stroke. At one point, he reached for the poppers and slowed his actions while he sniffed from it. I massaged his dick with my ass while he was inhaling. Once the fumes hit his brain, he was a man on fire! He fucked me with long, deep strokes. He was moving fast but was intent on staying inside my ass throughout the ride. He put his hand down around my hole so that, if he did slip out, he could reinsert quickly. But he didn’t slip out; he just plowed me deep. Gary shoved his cock as deep as it could go and collapsed his chest on mine. Feeling his hairy chest rubbing up against mine was extra thrilling. I reached down to tweak his nipples, eliciting another groan of delight from him. He pumped me slowly while he was lying there. Then, he stood back up and told me to do some poppers. I did as I was told. Once the bottle was back on the table, he started again with the long and deep strokes. This was basically the same sort of fucking he did when he was on poppers, but this time was for my benefit. Fuck, he really knew what he was doing and how to make his bottom happy. Once the poppers wore off, I sat up a bit in the sling. I found that Jason was lying on the floor under the sling, getting an up-close view of the fucking that was happening. That made me even hornier, and I wanted to put on a good show for him. I started to grind my ass on Gary’s cock. He slowed his motions and let me drive the fuck. With the sling, I could move forward and backward on his dick and use the spring mounts to add some bounce. Meanwhile, I was also flexing my ass muscles, letting Gary feel the power of my ass. I got to a point where I was moving so much that Gary’s cock would come out of my ass, only to be driven back in on the return. It felt great to me, but then I started to wonder if I was dumping lube all over Jason’s face! Every time his cock would leave my ass, some lube would drip out. Hey, maybe Jason was into it, so I kept at it. Gary asked me to do that again after he had sniffed some poppers. I buried his cock deep while he opened the bottle and inhaled deeply. Once they hit, I moved back enough that he came out of my ass, and then I drilled it back in again. We did this for a while, and then Gary said, “Fuck, I’m gonna cum!” He shoved in as deep as he could and started to fill my ass with his cum. I could feel the pulsing of his dick as it dumped its load inside my ass. There were a few big pulses and then some smaller ones. After that, Gary kept his cock inside me for a while. When he pulled out, I felt Jason’s mouth at my ass. Then he left me to clean off Gary’s cock. He returned to me for a bit, then went back to Gary. Eventually, Gary did have to leave. I got out of the sling while he was getting ready to go. Jason and I were naked, but he had put on shorts and a muscle shirt. Even dressed, he looked fucking hot. The shirt showed off his hairy chest, and the shorts hugged his sweet ass. Knowing what I had done to that ass was also exciting. We walked him out to his car, and he promised to return whenever I was back in town. Now, it was back to Jason and me. My ass was happy, so it made sense to get him in the sling. Luckily, he had a tent canopy we could put over the sling so the sun was not too hot. It was already getting hot, so we didn’t need any more help in that area. Before Jason got in the sling, we smoked some more. The weekend was all about excess and debauchery, so we figured we may as well get totally wasted again. While we were smoking, we also downed some more sports drink to keep ourselves hydrated. After much smoking and some drinking, Jason decided that he was going to climb into the sling. First, he wanted to plug my ass. He got out a large butt plug, lubed it up, and had me bend over so that he could insert it. Before he inserted it, he fingered my ass, saying, “Fuck, that pig hole is open and gaping.” Then, he shoved the plug all the way in. It was longer than I expected, but it filled my ass nicely. We walked over to the sling. Jason climbed in, and I helped him get his feet into the stirrups. Before I sat down, I asked him what he wanted me to do. “Let’s start out with a dildo,” he said, so I picked out the large Beowulf toy. This one is long, thick, and has a knot towards the base that would really open up his hole. I added chunks of Slam Dunk to his ass, being mindful of the fact that it had been a while since he’d been penetrated. The last few hours were focused on my ass, so I needed to take some time to get Jason’s hole reopened for play. After lubing up my fingers, I set to work on opening his hairy hole. While playing with a new guy is great, there’s something special about playing with a long-term buddy. You know their likes and dislikes and can take them to the edge since there is a great trust relationship in place. I wasn’t going to fist him yet, but I needed to use my fingers to get him to open up for the toy that was coming at him. My fingers were probing Jason’s hole, going deeper and spreading his ass open. Occasionally, when I would move around to a new position, I’d be reminded of the plug in my ass. While my hole had been given a workout, it was exciting to know that I was plugged up and getting ready to fist my buddy. Eventually, I had worked all four fingers from each hand into Jason’s ass. I used them to spread his hole wide. Then, I added some more Slam Dunk inside his ass and lubed up my hands. Jason looked down at me and nodded, saying, “Yeah, fist my ass.” That was just what I intended to do! I went in first with my hand folded into a duck position. This let it slide in easily. I held it when my knuckles were at his hole so he could feel the stretch, and then I went in for some depth. To my surprise, my arm slid in almost to my elbow. This pig’s ass was hungry! Knowing that he was ready for some deep play, I started to flex out my fingers while I was inside him. This carries the stretch further down and Jason was loving the feeling. I’d flex them out, then bring them back together into a folded shape, and then flex them out again. His inner walls felt great on my hand, and I was slowly pushing further inside with each flex. Soon, I found myself at the bend that leads to his colon. Using my fingers to massage it, I teased that opening until it let me pass through. There was more flexing and clenching again. I pulled back out to apply more lube to my hands and arms. Since we were going to play in the depths, I wanted to make sure that my arm was well lubricated so as not to cause Jason any discomfort. This time, I slid in easily, getting up to and then past his second sphincter. Jason picked up the poppers and took a few deep snorts while I held my hand mostly still inside him. Once the poppers hit, I started to fuck him with my hand, getting to the point when I would pull back so that my knuckles were at his hole before shoving all the way back in again. Jason was squirming around, riding my arm for all it was worth. We played like this for a while until I pulled all the way out on a backstroke. More lube was added to my hands, and I told Jason, “I’m going in with my fist now.” He nodded, and I placed my fisted hand at his hole. Some pressure from me, plus some forward movement from Jason in the sling, enabled my fist to slide into his ass. Jason’s eyes popped open in surprise when my fist entered. He said, “I’ve never taken a fist that easily before!” I was glad to be the one to give him that experience. I fisted his ass, going deep sometimes but regularly pulling out so that he could experience the insertion again and again. After a bit, I switched over to my dominant hand and worked that fist into him. Even though the size difference is minimal, it took more effort to get my larger first inside. Jason also noticed the size difference since he reached down to feel my arm and smiled at me when he realized he had taken the fist from my dominant hand. Then, I started switching up hands, pulling out the right fist, inserting the left fist, and so on. This started out slow, but I gradually amped up the speed. Before we got to the point of really pounding out his ass, he asked for a poppers break, so I shoved my right fist as deep as it could go and massaged his walls while he got poppered up. As the poppers were taking over his brain, I slowly withdrew my right fist, then started to pummel his ass with alternating fists. He was moaning and groaning in delight at the feelings he was experiencing. I shifted around and was jolted by the toy in my ass, and that reminded me that Jason had asked to start with a toy. Beowulf was still nearby, so I pulled my fist out of Jason’s ass and picked up the toy. He was unaware that I was switching over to the toy, so he got a surprise when he felt it enter his ass. But then, he looked down at me and grinned, nodding to let me know he was doing fine. Luckily, the toy was still well lubed since I just kept slowly pushing it into his ass. He knew which dildo it was, so he was aware that the knot would be coming. When we got close to the knot, Jason reached down and spread his ass as wide as possible. “Just keep going,” he murmured. Given that, I kept steady pressure on the toy until the knot passed through his hole. He gasped when it happened (I mean, it’s hard not to gasp when that knot penetrates you!) and clenched his ass muscles, pulling it all the way in. I first spent some time twisting the toy around inside him. Since it’s not round but flares out along the sides where the knot is, he could feel the knot travel across his inner walls. I’d also switch up the angle at which I was holding the toy since this gives him a new and different experience. Then, I started to pull back on the dildo, being mindful of the fact that a slight vacuum had been created by this monster in his ass. The knot would come out, and then I’d push it back in. Sometimes, I’d pull it out past the knot, but the knot was the key component of this toy. I had pulled it back a good amount since I wanted to add some more lube to it. Jason saw what I was doing and took the time to sniff off the brown bottle once again. Now, with a well lubed toy and an ass on poppers, I inserted the toy again. I was twisting and flexing the toy as it went in and out of his sweet ass, enjoying his sounds of pleasure and watching the hair around his ass as it dragged through the lube on the toy. This time, I pounded his ass with Beowulf. The knot was easily traversing his hole, and Jason was writhing in pleasure as he was deeply fucked by the dildo. It got to the point where I stood up (whoa, there’s a plug in my ass!) and held the toy steady so that he could fuck himself on it. This position also let me watch his face; as he did this, I could see all of his hairy and fit body. Both of us were drenched in sweat from the exertion and the heat. Even with the canopy covering the sling, it was getting really hot up there! We decided that we should take another dip in the lake to cool off, so I sat back down and began the extraction of the toy from Jason’s ass. I took my time getting it out. I’d slide it back in a little deeper sometimes, but we knew it would come out soon. This was all just an additional tease on his ass. When it was about halfway out, I let go of it and let gravity take its toll on the dildo. It slowly slithered the rest of the out of Jason’s ass, and I caught it before it fell to the floor. His hole was well gaped now, and I caressed it with my fingers. The plug in my ass was pretty firmly settled in, so Jason had to twist it around to redistribute the lube before he could pull it out. He had me bent forward onto the sling so that he could get it out, and I was enjoying the scent of the leather and the heat of Jason’s body that had been in the sling recently. There was also that wonderful smell of T sweat and I was loving it. He got the plug out and played around in my hole for a bit. I was ready for more, but we knew we needed to cool off first, so we went down the stairs and walked into the lake. Watching Jason’s hairy ass as he was walking in front of me got my cock to plump up, so we both knew that we weren’t done yet. Chapter 9 – The Machine In Chapters 1 through 8, I tell about a weekend with Jason, a long-time buddy of mine who had moved to Arizona. We’ve been playing hard since Friday, and it’s now Sunday morning. We’ve played with just the two of us but also had a few different guys join us over the weekend. Now, we’re swimming in the lake at his place after Gary left, and I fisted and dildoed Jason’s ass. The water felt great on our sweaty bodies. Even though the water was warmer than I’m used to, it was still cooler than the air. After we got out, we hung out lakeside for a while to dry off. It occurred to me that I hadn’t had any clothes on since shortly after I got here on Friday. It was freeing to be naked all the time, thanks to the seclusion of Jason’s house. We needed some food and some sleep, so we went in and made some eggs and stuff for breakfast. We drank lots of water and sports drink to help move the drugs out of our systems. Of course, we were planning to play again later, but we needed to make sure that we were well-fed and hydrated for the fun ahead. After we cleaned up from breakfast, we decided to take a nap. Jason and I have never actually slept together, but he dragged me to his room, and we got on the bed to sleep. There was some cuddling, fondling, and fingering, but we were mostly there to rest. When we woke, I went back to my room to shower and make sure that my ass was ready for more fun. Jason did the same in his room. I was in the living room when he finished up and came in. We were both naked since Jason had said that he didn’t wear clothes in the house. It was really hot outside (“but it’s a dry heat”, my ass!) so we stayed indoors for the time being. We headed back to the playroom he has in the lower level. The sling was still up on the roofdeck, but there were lots of other fun things in the room. I hadn’t really looked around when we were here earlier, but now, I noticed a fuck bench and a St Andrews cross in addition to the lounging furniture. There was also a weird contraption on the floor. We got on the couch, and Jason pulled out the pipe. He smoked some, and then he said he really wanted to do a booty bump with me. Bumps make me even more of an ass pig than usual, if that’s possible, so he must have had something big planned. We each shoved a shard into the other’s ass so that we’d both be equally spun. While we waited for them to melt, we just chatted and idly fondled each other. Jason got up and, walking over to the fuck bench, said, “I’ve got something you’re gonna like.” He pulled the bench into an open space and then grabbed the machine that was on the floor. I realized that it was a fuck machine. He went about positioning it at the base of the bench, and then he selected a good-sized dildo for it. It was realistic but super-sized, so that it was longer and thicker than any cock I had ever seen. He had me get into position on the fuck bench. My legs were supported, and my ass was spread open. The T had melted in my ass, making me up for taking most anything in my hole. He lubed up the dildo and started to push it into me. Since I was still open from earlier, it went in easily. He said that the machine would do the rest, so he mounted the toy on the machine, got it all lined up, and turned the machine on a slow speed. We needed to make a few adjustments so that the machine was properly lined up for a deep fuck, but we got it worked out. He had the speed set to low while we were doing this, but once it was properly set, he turned up the pace. It wasn’t pounding, but my ass was definitely getting a workout. “I’m going to break down the sling and set it up here. You just have fun,” he said as he left the room. I laid back and let the dildo slide up into my ass. The machine was keeping a steady pace and depth and I was happy to ride along. When Jason first came back with the sling, straps, and a few random items from the deck, he walked over to check out how things were going. He made some small adjustments to the angle of the machine and then watched the dildo as it plunged in and out of my hole. “I think a little faster would be good,” he said. He sped up the pace on the machine and then left the room again. Damn, this amped-up speed was making a difference. Even with the AC in the room, my body was covered in a sheen of sweat from the action my ass was getting. I sniffed my pits and was pleased to notice that I had developed a nice, heady aroma there. I kept my nose near my pits so that I could enjoy that while getting my ass fucked by the dildo. Jason came back with the frame components. He checked me out before starting to reassemble the frame. I asked him to come over and sit on my face so that I could rim his ass. As expected, he had worked up a sweat with all the stairs and disassembly work, and his hole had a great aroma and taste. He was facing away from me so that he could watch me get fucked while I ate his hole. He grabbed the poppers and took a few hits before reaching back and opening his ass even more for me. Fuck, I love eating a hairy hole! Jason’s was flavorful, even with a bit of bitterness from the bump earlier, and I drove my tongue in deep. He then stood up and went over to assemble the sling frame. Before he started that, he sped up the machine again. This time, it was intense. The machine was merciless in driving the dildo into me. But I was determined to let Jason control what was happening, so I committed to enjoying it. Jason opened the poppers and shoved the bottle under my nose before he went over to the sling stand, and I felt my ass become more greedy for the toy after that. Once the poppers wore off, I looked over at where Jason was working on the stand. He would crouch down sometimes to assemble something on the floor, and I just wanted to be under his ass when he did that. When he noticed me watching, he put on a bit of a show for me, making sure that his ass was always facing me whenever it would be spread out or he was stretching higher up. He has that awesome triangle of hair above his ass that drives me wild. His whole body is hairy, but it is that little patch above his ass and his hairy ass that turn me on the most. He got the sling stand assembled and hung the sling facing toward the fuck bench from the frame. He walked over to me and started to dial down the speed of the fuck machine. I thought that he was done using the machine on my ass, but he had another idea in mind. Jason picked up a longer and thicker dildo that he lubed up and then swapped onto the machine. He aimed the toy at my ass and turned it on. Damn, this was definitely a larger dildo! But I was going to take all that he could give me. Once he was sure that things were lined up properly, he grabbed the earlier dildo and walked over to the sling with it. He got into the sling, fixed his feet into the stirrups, and started lubing up the dildo. He knew that I was watching his every move. His hairy ass looked awesome spread open in the sling. As he was lubing the dildo, he was pulsing his hole with each stroke of the lube. Then, he reached down and shoved the dildo up his ass. It went in easily, and he took almost all of it in with a single stroke. He started to slowly fuck himself with the dildo that had just been inside me. I was watching him and enjoying the ride of the bigger dildo in my ass. He still had control of the machine, so he increased the speed and made it have a longer stroke. Now, this new toy was pounding my ass faster and deeper than before. I kept watching Jason as he slowly plugged his ass with the original dildo. Knowing that the toy had just come out of my ass made it even hotter. But it was plenty hot with a hairy stud showing off his ass skills for me! Jason slowed the speed of the machine down to a stop. I slid down on the bench to keep as much of the dildo in me as possible while waiting to find out what he had planned next. He pulled the dildo out of his ass and put it aside. His hole was already gaping, but I knew this was only the start of the evening. I’m sure my ass was well-opened too. Jason told me to get off of the dildo and insert the butt plug that he had prepped for me. I didn’t even see him prepping it since I was lost in a fuck haze while he did it. I slid back off the dildo and quickly inserted the butt plug. It was the same one I had in my earlier, and it filled my ass nicely. Then, he had me take the dildo from the machine’s mount and lube it up. Knowing what would be next, I grabbed the stool and placed it at the foot of the sling. I lubed up the dildo that had just been fucking me, sat down, and prepared to shove the toy in Jason’s hole. He took it with ease. This one was a monster-sized “based on reality” dildo, so it was quite thick and long. Nevertheless, he handled it like a champ. I was twisting it and moving it back and forth in his ass, giving him a good fuck. We were both enjoying our roles in this game. I fucked him with the dildo for a while, and then he said that he needed to go and grab something. After he got out of the sling, he had me get in it, still with the plug in my ass. “Keep the plug in. I’ll be right back,” he said. He went up the stairs and was gone for only a short time. When he returned, he took out the plug and gave me another bump. I didn’t see if he took one for himself as well. Next, he sat on the stool and lubed up his hands. “Put on the blindfold,” he growled. After grabbing it from the table next to me, I took the poppers and put them near me in the sling so that I could find them again, and then I put on the blindfold. I heard Jason lubing his hands and knew what was coming next. Sure enough, after waiting for the shard to melt in my ass, Jason shoved his hand in me. He went in deep on the first push, and I pushed my ass out to let him in even deeper. He was quickly through my second hole and into my colon. It felt so good! I reached around for the poppers and took a few deep hits. Jason kept his hand inside me, just turning it slightly and flexing a bit while I rode the poppers wave. With the blindfold on, the poppers really made me focus on my ass and the amazing sensations I was experiencing. I felt my cock let loose with a blob of precum and just enjoyed the fantastic things happening in my ass. Jason slid his hand back, taking his time to massage my inner walls. When his knuckles got to my prostate, he kept rotating them over it, sending shivers through my body. He pulled out and added more lube to his hands. This time, he went in with his fist. He shoved it in to the wrist, twisted it around a bit, then pulled it out so that he could reinsert it again. He knows that I like the stretch of a fist and he was letting me really feel it. But now, he pulled out, and I heard him get up and walk away. With the blindfold on, I didn’t know where he was going or what he was doing. I reached down to my hole and was pleased to find a gaping hole that was slick with lube. I got a few fingers in and played around but still couldn’t figure out what Jason was doing. “OK, pig, stop playing with your hole. I’ve got something for you.” I stopped what I was doing and laid back in the sling with my hands behind my head. I was reminded of the aroma of my pits, so I buried my nose in my right pit and inhaled deeply. Then, I felt something enter my ass. It was a toy that was penetrating me, and it was sliding in with no resistance. The head went in, and then it started to get wider. Next, I felt a large bump up against my hole. “Take it,” snarled Jason as he kept pushing, moving the bump past my hole. This was a noticeable knot, and it felt great going into my ass and being lodged inside my ass. After the bump, the toy tapered down and locked into my ass. It was long, so it was in deep, and the knot had my hole stretched wide. Jason started to twist the toy in my ass. It seemed that the knot wasn’t symmetrical but rather created a wide area on each side of the toy, so as he turned it, the protrusions rubbed up against different parts of my ass. Jason stopped turning the dildo in my ass and said, “Keep it in,” as he walked away again. Luckily, the knot at the base made the toy stay in place. I flexed my muscles around it while he moved some stuff around. “I’m going to pull it out some,” Jason said, then he pulled it almost all the way out of my ass. He fumbled around with it and then held it still. I heard the machine whir to life and felt the toy start to penetrate my ass. He had it set so that the knot would pass in and out of my hole on each stroke. Of course, with the fuck machine in place, he could watch or do whatever he wanted to do with me while it steadily plundered my ass. “I always wanted to see someone take the Dog dildo on my fuck machine,” Jason said. “It’s so fuckin’ hot watching your hole swallow that knot again and again.” I was loving the feeling of getting my ass pounded by the machine. It never varied speed or depth, so I always knew what was going on. Unless, of course, Jason decided to change up the speed or depth of it. With no visibility of what he was doing, I was fully at his mercy. He did speed it up a few times, and it got to a point where it was just fucking me incessantly. My hole was so opened up that I don’t think it could have closed down around the knot anymore. But it felt amazing to be penetrated so deeply and so steadily. Jason lowered the speed of the machine. He had seen me sniffing my pits again and said, “Open your mouth.” When I did, he shoved his cock in it. I greedily sucked him all the way in, feeling his balls on my chin. His cock was only semi-hard, but it was still a tasty mouthful. I moved down to lick his balls and then took them into my mouth, eliciting a chuckle from Jason. “You like that cock, don’t you, pig?” I could only nod and grunt my approval. Then I moved back to his cock and fondled it with my tongue. “You want some of my chempiss, pig?”, he asked. “Mhmm,” I murmured since my mouth was still full of cock. I kept sucking and soon heard him say, “Here it comes.” I gulped his piss down, enjoying the strong and bitter taste that the T imparted. He left his cock in my mouth for a while after he was done, and I nursed the last few drops out. When he pulled it out of my mouth, he patted my cheek and said, “That’s a good pig.” He walked away and slowed the machine, eventually bringing it to a halt. He moved it away, leaving my ass vacant since the dildo was still attached to the machine. He moved the stool back in place and started to work his greased-up paws around and inside my hole. “Fuck, your hole is more open than I’ve ever seen it!” Since we’ve played a lot, that was a huge compliment. He kept rubbing my swollen ass lips and dipping inside from time to time. “You want something in your hole?” he asked. “Fuck, yeah,” I replied. Then I felt his hand enter my ass; he was teasing me, not going in deep or fast. He would put his hand in just up to his wrist and then work it around inside my ass. At one point, I reached down and tried to lower my ass onto his hand, and he playfully slapped my hand away. “This is my ass, to do with as I please,” he snarled. My cock leapt at the nastiness that statement entailed, and I was happy to let him have his way with me.

i had that job in college! it was the best! most guys didn't pay for the service so i rarely had to hand out towels and got tons of homework done on the job, plus the view of everyone walking back n forth to the showers 😜# in praise of guys who strut around nakid 🍆 the membership locker guys kept their clothes in had mesh fronts (if you've ever opened a locker a day or two after putting your gym clothes in it, you know why lol) so that made it easy for me to steal used jocks and speedos 🐷that i am. but the best were the nights when the wrestling team would do their group weight ins. the scale was right in front of my desk and they would all strip naked and as each got on the scare the others would all comment on his body and what was looking good, sometimes they'd touch the areas they were praising, etc it was all very soft core edge porn and i nearly creamed my pants on several occasions. 💦💦😜

Don't know about the *best* but the *worst* orgies/sex parties I've been to are where you get two or three greedy cumdumps who think they can monopolize all the action and try to ruin it for the rest of us! 🤬 Shouldn't be allowed. Share and share alike, I say! 😁

The lads continued to chat as the match continued with Dave feeling more buzzed with every hit he took. Niall told him that tingling sensation was totally normal but so was sweating. Despite having a couple of cold cans the guys were starting to overheat, leading to Niall losing his t-shirt. Dave hadn't seen him topless before. He couldn't help but stare at his older mates fur covered chest and fit body. As the match was ending Niall decided he'd shower and change leaving Dave in the sitting room. Dave was feeling good and noticed there was still something left in the pipe so took another couple of hits. This really hit him and got his mind racing. He decided to take Niall up on his offer and headed to the bedroom to see if he'd find a pair of boxers to impress the ladies. Niall was just coming out of the shower as Dave was opening the drawer. "Well, well, well, find a pair you like?" In response Dave held up a yellow pair of CK trunks. "Good choice, they'll really show your bulge, throw em on". In no time Dave had stripped below the waste and put on Niall's underwear in front of him. Niall walked toward Dave, cupping his balls, "yep, snug out". The younger man blushed as the older just smirked and gave him a cheeky wink, "They'll all be after a bit of this lad tonight". At that, Niall started to stroke Dave. Dave was suddenly starting to sober a bit as his body couldn't help but react to the helping hand. He started to back away but Niall stayed with him, laughing, "Ha man, you must be horny out". Dave knew Niall was just trying to take the piss but everything he had taken was kicking in and he couldn't help himself. Niall was relentless as Dave kept stepping back, eventually falling back on Niall's bed. Niall released his towel, his own cock now semi hard. He looked at Dave, "Looks like we could both do with this". He pushed Dave down, the teen tried to get up but he was out weighed. The older man slowly started to pull down the underwear. "Just stay calm lad, you'll enjoy it". Dave tried to struggle as Niall lay on top, their cocks pressed together. Niall started to grind against Dave, grunting, telling his apprentice how good it felt. Dave was torn, he felt like crying but was starting to like the feeling of body contact. Both men's pre-cum started to mix on their bellies, staining the shirt Dave never had a chance to remove. Niall moved his face closer to Dave, "See Davey boy, nothing wrong with a couple of mates helping each other out". Dave could only moan in response. Both could feel the tension building in their cocks, Niall coming first. Dave almost came round in the time it took Niall to come down. However the older man used his cum as lube and started to wank the younger to completion before collapsing beside him. The men dozed for a minute or two with Niall getting up and declaring they'd both need another shower before going out and that Dave would probably need to borrow something else to wear.

I have had quite a few requests to expand on the three grandsons mentioned in the last chapter sphere we go I************************************************************************************************************ Robert had a great childhood. His Dads were the best and then there was Grandpa Paul and his husband Carl. Robert and his brother/cousins called Paul “Papi” and Carl “Gramps” Robert’s real name was Bobby Jr. but he insisted on being called Robert. His hair was a dark auburn unlike his Dad’s lighter ginger hair. He had the darkest hair in the family except for Gramps, who was bald but who’s beard grew in coal black. He got his darker hair from the woman who gave birth to him. She had been a surrogate hired by Dad and Papi and had never been a part of his life after the birth. He didn’t even know her name nor did he want to. He had two brothers who were actually his cousins but they had been raised together. He knew his family was stranger than most. Lots of kids had two dads nowadays, but he didn't know anyone else whose two dads were also brothers like him and his brother. Tony had been named for a man who had helped Papi rescue his dads and uncle Marc. Shae was Marc an Sean’s son and lived with them in one of the other houses They called their home “The Village” and it was a walled compound with five smaller houses surrounding the main house Carl had it built when they decided to sell the house his Dad’s had lived in with Martin Gramps and Papi lived in the main house, His dads and he lived in another and Marc, Sean and Shae lived in a third. The other three were well kepy up but empty “That’s where you boys will live once I claim you” Papi told them but wouldn’t say what that meant He spent a lot of time at Uncle Buster and Aunt Martin’s place, Their condo was just a short bike ride away. “Aunt Martin” was what they called the strange, timid, reclusive man who lived with Uncle Buster. The two had gotten married in prison and had been released on the same day back when Robert was 11. Uncle Buster was a lot of fun. When Robert and his brothers were small they used his broad shoulders as diving platforms in the pool and he could toss a boy from the shallow end to the deep end with ease. He taught the boys to play poker and a lot of words they were not supposed to know, though he was a little vague about what they actually meant Aunt Martin was not fun, he would retreat to the bedroom when the boys visited Uncle Buster. He was never rude he just didn’t want to be around anyone but Uncle Buster Robert knew the basics of the story though the adults involved omitted a great deal. It was hard to think of Aunt Martin as a threat to anyone, One day when he was 16. Almost 17 he dropped by for a visit, He had been growing to look more like his dad Bobby in the face, everyone told him that. Aunt Martin started to head for the bedroom when he got there but stopped and turned to look at him more closely A strange, sharper look came into his eyes and he muttered “Should have been mine” under his breath The glare Uncle Buster shot Aunt Martin looked so out of place on Buster’s normally jovial face that it scared Robert a little and Aunt Martin flinched visibly “Robert, why don’t you head on home? I need to have a discussion with your Aunt” He said and he sounded pissed off Robert left quickly “It looks like someone needs to be reminded of their place” he heard Uncle Buster say as he closed the door A few days later as they all gathered for his 17th birthday party Aunt Martin seemed to limp a little and his eyes had returned to that normal slightly confused look. Robert never saw that sharpness in his eyes again All the adults always told the boys that Papi “Owned” them all though they never explained exactly what that meant. Robert just knew that every important decision about their lives was made by Papi and no one ever questions those decisions. All discipline also came from Papi. When Robert misbehaved as a child it was Papi who decided his punishment, which was usually time restricted to his room with only books for company. As he got older it was also time restricted from using his phone. Everyone learned to obey Papi without question and things went smoothly most of the time Robert was a bit of a nerd and seemed a bit uptight. He always wore a well fitted, ironed and starched, button up shirt that showed off his swimmer's build, sleek body well The day after his 18th birthday his Dads, Bobby and Mike asked him to get dressed in the new clothes Papi had bought him, they looked like what he normally wore but were a bit snugger They took him to the main house and into the room on the top floor none of the boys were allowed to go into. There was a lot of strange furniture in there and Papi sat against the far wall, in a throne like chair Papi was 65 now and with today’s expanded life expectancies that was barely considered middle aged. Most likely he was still in the first half of his life, He looked about the same age, Robert’s dads who appeared to be 30ish and he wore an outfit made all of tight black leather. He sat casually with his legs a little open and Robert noticed that his crotch was covered by a codpiece that bulged out quite a bit and was held on by snaps Gramps looked about 40 and was wearing only a leather jockstrap. He was kneeling next to the throne with his hands behind his back. Robert’s dads stripped down to similar jocks and went to kneel beside him in the same position “Have a seat” Papi told hun indicating a plain chair facing the throne and he sat as comfortably as he could. He had some vague idea of what happened in here between his dads and Papi. He would have to be really dense not to. If brothers could be lovers why not fathers and sons? “First of all, what you learn in here is not for your brother’s ears. These are adult matters and they will learn when they are adults” Papi started Papi told him the full story of his problems with Martin and he finally understood why Uncle Buster had been so mad that day. “Martin had not given your dad’s a choice. He forced them into slavery but they chose me over him. Marc had made that decision by the time he was 14. I want to own you and train you as my sexual slave like your dads are but I will not force you. You can say no and everyone will accept it.” Papi said “If you do say no you can continue to live here until you finish college and get on your feet. You will be welcome to visit any time you want after that and will always be welcome but any adult male who wants to live here permanently must be my slave and surrender control of their lives to me” Papi went on “If you say yes it’s a decision you can’t unmake, You will be my property for as long as we both live and if I pass you will become the property of your Uncle Marc. He’s the most like me and my chosen heie” he said “If you chose to become my slave you give up the right to make your own life decisions, I will choose who and if you marry, I will chose where you go to college and what you study or even if you go at all. I will control your cosmetic appearance with no restrictions, tattoos, piercings, and other modifications” he indicated the enlarged nipples on both his dad's chests. Robert had seen them many times before naturally bot they took on new meaning now “You will also serve me sexually in any way I see fit, I will place you in bondage and teach you to endure pain for me. Most importantly you have to accept that I will infect you with HIV. I am poz and very toxic and so are all the other adult males in the family so you would ger infected eventually anyway. We never use condoms or pull out. Those are your choices Robert, You can say no now and come back to submit at any time so I am not rushing you" Papi finished “Before I decide, can I ask questions and make a request?” Robert asked “Of course” Papi said “If I accept do I have to fuck other men? I know I will get fucked but do I have to fuck them?” “No, I don’t force anyone to top but why wouldn’t you want to?” Papi asked “I have seen you all by the pool in your swim suits and to be honest I don’t measure up” Robert said in his nerdy clinical voice that he used when he was explaining things to the olde members of the family, like how to use the TV remote. It was almost 2060 and those things were still confusing as hell to most people He showed no sign of embarrassment when he stood up, unzipped his pants and pulled out a proportionally thick 5 inch cock, It was what nature had given him, why should he be embarrassed? “With all you monsters around who would want this in them?” he asked Grams spoke up “Robert, what you have there we call a prostate pounder in the fucking business. It’s the perfect length for prostate stimulation. I actually think you will be a very popular top around here. Big looks nice and it feels great in different ways but getting pounded by that would be pure heaven. Try it before you give up the idea” Robert did blush at that but his cock got hard at the thought of fucking his Gramps' furry muscle ass “Ok. if you think I can make people feel good” he said a little flustered then he went on “You know that reproductive technology has taken leaps and bounds over the last couple decades, Men can have babies together now and men can even carry babies now, their own or as a surrogate” he said Robert always kept up on this kind of thing. He waned to study genetics and biometrics and join the team making all those advancements someday “Where are you going with this Robert?” Papi asked “I have been spending a lot of time with Uncle Buster, He has some health issues now and so does Aunt Martin, Papi, he wants to have a baby with Aunt Martin and they can’t, both for the health reasons and because he doesn’t know how Aunt Martin would react to being pregnant. He’s not to stable as it is. For the same reasons he knows they could not raise a baby with him but he wants to leave a part of Aunt Martin and he in the world when they are gone someday” Robert said “Papi, I want to surrogate for them and raise the baby here. If I like carrying a baby or even just don’t mind it I can become the family surrogate. When we use female surrogates and IVF we take a chance of producing female children, I can keep it all in the family!” He rushed on Paul stared at Robert open mouthed, what had he done to deserve such a wonderful, selfless grandson? He glanced at Bobby and Mike and saw tears of pride running don their faces “You know, any children yu have will be given the same choice you were when they turn 18” he asked Robert nodded ****************** A brief explanation of male “pregnancy” A man did not carry a baby inside his body like a woman though it looked like he did A man wore something called a “synth skin” which was like a bodysuit that covered him from his toes to his fingers and cut off at the neck. When he put it on it looked very much like nylon stocking material but quickly took on the appearance of the man’s own skin and settled just below the body hair except where the baby would be carried, where it cleverly grew matching body hair and it appeared seamless. Once it was settled you could not tell a man had it on, There were hole for the anus and tip of the penis naturally The synth skins of this era came with a gel like substance that contained the fertilized egg, held in status till the process was complete. The synth skin tapped directly into the tiny blood vessels that fed the skin to provide nourishment for the baby and to build a "womb". It also rearranged the body fat to provide a cushion around the baby to prevent chafing for the surrogate and protect the baby. It was the one drawback to this. A week after you started you looked about halfway along, you were definitely “showing” The baby was technically carried outside a man’s body against his abdomen, When the baby was full term a simple, mild bath of some chemicals dissolved the synth skin and left over fat and there was your baby. It should be noted that many women said with disgust “Men always get it easier” when they learned the delivery method but when asked if they wanted a similar method developed for women declined,, preferring the old way. Women are strange One benefit was that any scarring on the body, no matter how sever was gone when the synth skin dissolved. You emerged from your surrogacy with perfect, unblemished skin and no stretch marks. The women bitched about that too ************** “I will have to talk to Buster and Martin but I have no problem with that if they agree. Are their any more questions?” Paul asked “No Papi, I accept, I have wanted this for a long time, I had it pretty much figured out by the time I was 16” Robert said “What do I do” “Go ahead and finish taking off your pants then come kneel before me” Papi ordered Robert did so then looked up at his slightly feminine looking Papi Paul leaned forward and rubbed the boy’s nipple through that tight button up shirt, pinching it and getting a gas from his grandson’s lips “He is going to look so hot in these shirts once we pump his nipples out isn’t he Mike?” Paul asked Mike smiled and nodded, his own nipples still stuck out nearly an inch and he took pride in them now “Are you going to make the as big as Daddy Mike’s” Robert asked sounding excited “Would you like that?” Paul asked Robert swallowed then nodded looking up into his grandfather’s eyes “I'm going to make you wear tight shirts like this all the time. Even in public. You won’t be able to hide it” Paul said “I think they will notice the belly first” Robert said with a mischievous gleam in his eyes “I want my second baby to be my Uncle too. I want a baby with you Grandpa” “If we can do it safely for the baby” Paul told him Robert knew they could. The rigorous screening of the sperm of two genetically related men who wanted a baby together removed all possibility of genetic birth defects, Moreover, preliminary studies of these children, the first of which were young adults now, showed that they were usually highly intelligent and physically fit. They were no better or worse looking than other children though. The genetic screening was for possible health issues. It didn't preclude your baby from getting great grandpa Harvey’s huge nose if that’s what the genetic dice rolled. Luckily they had a really good looking family The same screening was now being done for all male/make babies, It just made sense now that the method had been perfected Paul unsnapped his codpiece and let his straining poz cock free then he took a handful of his grandson’s auburn hair and guided him to it. The boy opened his mouth and sucked like a first time cock sucker, he would learn in time to do better. Paul pushed into his throat and the boy only had a minimal gag reflex which was good "I'm going to piss in your mouth Robert and I want you to swallow it all" he told the surprised boy, then let loose Robert got most of it though some dribbled down his chin onto his shirt. He found he didn't mind the taste that much and started sucking harder when Papi was done The normal procedure was to immobilize a boy for his first fuck but Paul was so moved by his grandson’s selflessness that he made an exception, He stripped off Robert’s shirt and took the boy to the bed against the far wall He had Robert lay on his back and hold his legs up as he slid on top of him and gently worked the head of his huge cock inside. Robert bit his lip as it popped in groaning in pain but looking excited Paul paused then slowly began rocking forward just a bit and little by little entered this special boy who had just committed to him his life and devotion Robert was soon gasping in pleasure as his Papi slid almost 10 inches of rock hard HIV positive cock into his virgin neg ass “Ohhh God! Fuck me Grandpa! Knock me up like you knocked up my Dad!” he groaned Paul picked up the pace and his balls slapped that ass and lower back as he pushed Robert’ hips further off the bed, really plowing the boy “Here comes Grandpa’s poz load! I’m going to infect you and claim you forever! You are MINE!” Paul groaned as he shot his toxic viral load into his son’s son, filling his hole with family seed Robert stroked a couple times and shot all over his stomach and chest then scooped it up and licked his fingers Grandpa kissed him sharing his cum and the pulled out. Daddy Bobby took his place “I Have wanted to be in you on this day as long as I can remember Son. It's been 18 years in the coming but it was worth the wait” he said as he slid his cuck in to Robert’s charged cum lubed hole and kisses him hard “I want it too Dad. I love you, fuck you feel so good in me!” Robert said pulling his father down for a another kiss Bobby quickly added his poz load to Paul’s then Daddy Mike took his place between his nephews legs “Do you know how long I have wanted to do his?” Robert said as he played with and pulled on Mike’s nipples while he was getting fucked by him Daddy Mike grinned “I will help you with yours, We will get them nice and pumped soon” He said, then he added a third poz load to Roberts cum filled ass Finally Gramps, who had the biggest cock there slid in “Don’t cum while I am fucking you” He grinned down at Robert, He shot his pox load in just a couple minutes then rolled onto his back, raising his own legs “Show me what you can do! Really pound me! You aren’t going to hurt me and I need a good prostate pounding” he said Robert took him at his word and rammed his 5 incher all the way in. Gramps sucked n a hissing breath through his teeth “Fuck your cock is perfect! You hit it on the first thrust!” he groaned Robert fucked him as hard as he could and got that same hiss with every thrust! Gramps' cock rose all on it’s own and as Robert bred his first ass ever it erupted, spewing cum everywhere without Gramps touching it at al Back outside the dungeon Robert’s brothers pestered him for details and he loved their looks of disgust and frustration when he told them it was “Adult stuff” and they would just have to wait until they were adults. He smiled as they stalked off angrily ************* Paul went by to see Buster and Martin the next day “I need to talk to you both” he said as Martin started to rise to go in the bedroom “Stay where you are” Buster told his wife and he sank back into his chair, the look he gave Paul was not so friendly “Glad to see you are actually with us today Martin” Paul said as Martin looked away “Robert tells me you two want to have a baby” he said “I don’t see what business of yours that is” Martin muttered “He’s really with it today, He almost sounds like the Martin I married” Paul said to Buster “It comes and goes. I need to fuck him, he calms down after that. And yes I would love to have a son with Martin I truly love him, but you can see why we can’t and even if we did I could never leave him alone with the baby. I don’t think he would harm it but neglect is a real possibility” Buster said sadly “Robert has volunteered to surrogate for you and raise the baby at The Village where you could be a part of it’s life” Paul told them Buster got all misty eyed but Martin just muttered “You just want MY son. You want revenge!” Martin was sitting in a chair with his feet up on an ottoman. Paul shoved his feet to the side and sat facing him but Martin turned his face away “Look at me Martin!” he said gently then turned the man’s chin and looked him in the eyes “It’s been over 30 damn years since this all started. Will you fucking get over it? Will I try to make your son serve me? Damn right I will! But I won’t FORCE him like you did my boys. I will give him a choice and support him either way it goes. My grandson is offering his own body to help you and Buster out. Can’t you just accept that? iI not for your sake, for Busters?” Martin yanked his face away and his eyes fell on Buster who looked hopeful and hurt at the same time and his eyes softened “I want you to know this while you know it’s the real me talking Buster, I love you, Me, Martin, the real person in this body. I love you. I know why you keep me so controlled. The Darkness in my mind tells me to do terrible things when you don’t. If you want a baby with me then I will be happy to do my part” Martin said “For you, not for him” He said looking at Paul “I promise to make sure he is raised well and to give him a choice, Martin and you will probably be there to see it all” Paul said in a soft voice Of course they didn’t know Buster and Martin only had about 5 years left at that time They named the baby Buster Jr and he was the only person besides his husband Martin cared for in the world, He would sit and hold Jr. as he slept like the baby was his anchor to sanity, Jr was four when his real dad’s passed but everyone made sure he never forgot them and no one ever said an ill word to him about Martin as he grew up ******************************************************************************************************** Let me know what you think Scanbu

Chapter 2: The Shy Guy Adrian walked along the twisting shore road, kicking his shoes moodily into the gravel. He was, as usual, alone. Exmouth was a depressing dead-end trap of a village at the best of times, but Adrian had already learned one of the fundamental principles of life near the ocean – that there is no place so depressing that the ocean and a grey, cloudy, windy day can’t make it more so. It didn’t help matters at all that he was, and had always been considered, the Number One Loser in his peer group. All he could think about was how soon he’d be able to get out of this hellhole for good – and how he could make it happen The village had one main street, twisting and turning and climbing up and down over the rocky hummocks that passed for hills. The houses, all similar in size and shape, sprawled out along the road for the best part of a mile. Occasionally a short side “street” would lead to a couple of houses that had been denied one of the favoured spots facing the main highway. At the end of the village – well, there was the trick. It didn’t really end. Like so many similar villages along the windswept, rocky shores of Nova Scotia, Exmouth blended seamlessly into its neighbours on either side. And again, like so many similar places, those neighbours were imaginatively named Lower West Exmouth and Upper East Exmouth. It was impossible for any outsider to know, apart from the signs, exactly where Exmouth gave way to Lower West Exmouth or again to Upper East Exmouth, nor why it should be so. Adrian had never understood it either. At the ripe old age of fifteen, Adrian Pennyfather scuffed his way homeward from the bus stop where the school bus had delivered him from the regional high school, a forty-five minute drive away from Exmouth (on a good weather day) in the largest town in the region, Lawrason’s Harbour. He was thinking about those laughable village names, as it happened, and pondering about how the pointless nature of the names and boundaries of the villages exactly reflected the pointless nature of his life. Most teenaged boys go through at least occasional fits of feeling like total misfits, although some cover it up better than others. Adrian had started feeling like this sooner, and found that the feelings were lasting much longer, than they were for most of his contemporaries. His feelings guaranteed that he would feel intolerably shy, unable and unwilling to socialize with his peer group. To put it bluntly, he didn’t care about any of the things they ranted on and on about. Fish, for starters. Exmouth was, like most coastal Nova Scotia villages, a fishing port. Adrian’s dad, Patrick, was one of the village’s more successful fishermen. He had the biggest and fastest boat in town and had been one of the first in the region to equip it with electronic gear to help with hunting schools of haddock. Even more significant, he’d gone in on shares with two other men in the village to buy a second boat, perfectly equipped for the exacting business of placing and harvesting lobster pots. Patrick Pennyfather was a success, just as his father and grandfather had been before him, and he intended to hand the family trade on to his sons. Alex, four years older than Adrian, was all for that. He loved the sea and just messing about in boats, and he had a natural gift and an innate love for the whole realm of coastal fishing. Adrian hated it. His father, faced with such resistance to an obvious course of action, simply doubled down on the lessons, the pep talks, the stories of successes of the past, and all the rest. Adrian sighed inwardly and pretended to be interested. He did the same with his automatic registration in each successive level of the hockey leagues, where he made a passable but not glorious defenceman – again, in sharp distinction to the scoring records racked up by his older brother at left wing. Adrian’s mother, Mary (née O’Leary), a Newfoundlander through and through, had her own obsession – the dating life of her sons. “It would be a grand thing indeed for you lads to settle down here when you’re of age to be living on your own.” She was a great one for observing tradition, and her idea was that her boys should date and marry local girls and settle down in Exmouth. Alex, as the oldest, would marry first, of course, and would move into the house next door. That house had been the home of the local family which had adopted Mary after she’d been orphaned. The house was currently rented out to “city folks.” Adrian would follow suit in due course and would build a house for himself and his wife on the back forty of his parents’ property. It was the Exmouth way. Adrian had followed the same plan as he did with his father – cringing inwardly and invisibly, while coolly pretending agreement to his mother’s Grand Plan. School was just the same. He had to listen to all the other boys talking endlessly about things which were of absolutely no interest to him at all. Things like fish. And hockey. And girls. More precisely, girls’ boobs. And it was exactly there that Adrian found life at its most intolerable. “Hey, Ade, bet you’d love to slide your tool in between Linda’s boobs and squirt all over them.” That was almost a daily comment. Here is where fate had played a particularly nasty trick on Adrian. By whatever miracle of the hormones, he had been almost the first boy in his class to move into puberty, and certainly the first one to begin growing and changing in that vital area. As soon as that happened, it became obvious that Adrian Pennyfather’s dick was going to be the biggest thing going. At that, his nickname took on a whole new resonance. For years, his fellow students had called him “the biggest tool.” It was a time when the word “tool” had become a common slang nickname for a loser, an outsider, an idiot, or just about any other insult you wanted to heap on someone. “He’s such a tool.” It was when he was in Grade 4 that he had first heard someone say it: “Adrian has to be the biggest tool in class.” And it had continued to be his label. He’d dealt with it by keeping to himself, which fitted in with his natural temperament anyway. Now, things had changed. The words were being spoken in a tone of awe, tinged with respect. Now it was: “Adrian’s got the biggest tool.” He really did, too, and by a respectable margin. And his classmates now showed an endless obsession with the idea of him using it. “Hey, Ade, bet you’d love to slide your tool in between Linda’s boobs and squirt all over them.” Every guy in the school was obsessed with Linda Blairbourn’s eye-catching chest. Well, almost every guy. Adrian didn’t give a damn about Linda and her generously-proportioned mammaries. His ideas ran more along the lines of blasting his juice all over the furry, muscular chest of her older brother, Thomas. There were other guys in the village who turned Adrian’s crank, his older brother Alex being one of them, but the girls – especially Linda Big Boobs – left him cold. Adrian’s sexual fantasies were getting so strong, in fact, that the daily ritual of stripping and showering after PE class was turning into a real torment. He was lucky that his interest was in older guys – the scrawny, pimply fifteen-year-olds around him did not interest him at all. He was lucky, too, that the sheer size of his dick meant that it wouldn’t spring a woody nearly as fast as his peers’ more average meat sticks. Proof positive: when he was 17, one of the other boys on the hockey team got brave enough to organize a circle jerk, Adrian was actually the last of the group to get fully hard. He spent the next five minutes or so thinking about the Mona Lisa and the Venus de Milo until one of the others dropped the first load. Then he let himself enter into the spirit of the occasion. When he did cum, it was an impressive blast that shot high into the air before splattering back down over his body. The other guys murmured in awe. None of them had such a huge cock, and none of them could shoot that high. The truth of the matter was that Adrian was thinking about Thomas Blairbourn, and imagining himself sucking Thomas off to climax in his mouth when he blew. That year was actually a prime year for the senior hockey team. The group had held together for several years in a run with no additions or subtractions, and they not only defeated Lawrason’s Harbour for the district championship, but went all the way to the provincial finals, losing the final seventh-in-series championship game to an elite team from Halifax in a heartbreaking sudden-death overtime period. All the same, it was a remarkable season, and even Adrian had fired up enough on the ice to feel that he had made a fair and significant contribution to the run for the cup, especially when he was reaching his eighteenth birthday at the same time. His father thought so, too, and decreed that a short family vacation was in order. The result was a four-night long weekend in Boston. His father, frugal as always, had picked a small but clean hotel in the edges of the downtown area. The family had quickly figured out which way to go to the nearest bus stop so they could explore. Adrian, even quicker on the draw, had realized in no time flat that the hotel was just across the street and down half a block from a gay bar which he’d read about. On the second night, his parents wanted to go out and see the city all lit up by night. Alex wanted to take in a movie at a nearby theater. Adrian, quiet as always, declined any outing and said that he just wanted to stay in – he was still tired, he explained, from the exertions of the hockey season final games. Once his parents were clear, and Alex was off and away, Adrian sprang into action. He cleaned up as best he could, put on some discreet dark clothes, and headed out the door. He chose a quiet moment to slip across the street, and in another minute he was in the door of the bar. Sliding up to the bar, he fitted himself in between two older guys, caught the bartender’s eye, and asked for a Coke. The bartender looked him up and down, winked, and pushed a glass full of Coke and ice across the bar to him. “Here you go. On the house.” Adrian thanked him, tipped him, and then turned around to study the room. At once, he could tell that everyone in the room was studying him. Not surprising. Fresh, young meat, and an unfamiliar face. One sure thing, all the older guys were hovering, figuring out a good way to approach an obviously shy newbie. The winner, though, was another young fellow, no more than twenty (Adrian guessed). This red-headed guy slipped over to him, slapped him on the shoulder lightly, and said, “Hi, I’m Calum.” “Adrian.” “And you’re from…?” “Exmouth, Nova Scotia.” “Anywhere near Halifax?” “Not really – you gotta use a magnifying glass to find it on the map.” “Welcome to Baahston. Like it here?” The rest of the conversation followed along predictable lines. After barely a minute, Calum realized that he was dealing with an utter novice, shy as hell to boot, and knew that he’d have to do his best to educate the new kid. “Come on, Adrian. Let me show you the rest of the place.” They put down their glasses, and Calum led the way through the door at the back of the room. As they walked through the dark maze of the building, dimly lit with red and blue lights, Adrian caught glimpses of men – half-naked or naked, making out, jacking, rubbing…. “Oh, my God – is that guy actually…?” “It’s called rimming. Feels awesome! Want me to show you?” “Here?” “Why not?” Just like that, Calum spun Adrian around and pressed him against the wall in a bend of the corridor. There was still room for other guys to get by. He reached around, released the button, and pulled his jeans down. Then he tugged at the waistband of Adrian’s boxers, pulling them down to expose the younger boy’s sweet young ass. Calum spread his cheeks apart, sniffed deeply, and then buried his face deep into Adrian’s crack and began feasting on his hole. Adrian was feeling totally mind-blown. He’d never imagined anything like this ever happening. None of his unimaginative friends could either. All that these village boys could imagine a man ever doing with another man was cocksucking or cornholing. Calum was taking all of Adrian’s fantasy life and blowing the limits wide open, as his talented tongue and lips showed Adrian whole new worlds of male-male sexual interaction, stirring up feelings the fisherman’s son could never have imagined. Adrian moaned loudly, again and again, and then realized that they were attracting an audience. He didn’t mind. The wanton nature of what they were doing, the cascade of wild new sensations Calum was giving him, the attention from the onlookers…. “Shit! Look at that kid’s cock!” For once, Adrian didn’t mind his cock being noticed. He hadn’t realized until that moment that he had actually sprung the biggest, hardest woody of his young life. The things Calum was doing to him had given him the wildest turn-on he’d ever felt. Just as he thought that, his education took another massive leap forward. One of the guys watching dropped to his knees and leaned in to begin sucking Adrian’s cock. If he’d thought he was mind-blown before, this new sensation dragged him clear off the face of the earth. He’d never even come close to guessing what a hot mouth on his cock would feel like. The guy giving him his first blowjob was an expert sucker, but even so he could barely get half of that massive shaft inside his face. But then Calum broke in. He stood up, leaned closer to Adrian, and said, “Pull up your clothes and come with me.” Adrian broke away from the virtuoso cocksucker with some reluctance and followed Calum along the hall. Behind him he heard a voice saying, “Damn, that dick was fucking gigantic – I couldn’t even come close to deep-throating him.” Calum led him up a flight of stairs, chose an open door and dived in, pulling Adrian after him, and then closed and locked the door. The tiny room they were in had a single bed, and a small shelf with condoms and lube on it. “Damn, that was hot!” Adrian’s mind was still spinning from everything that had happened. “Sorry to break your fun, but I wanted to take this to the next level.” With that, Calum moved closer and pressed his lips to Adrian’s – and Adrian was experiencing his first man to man kiss. He got right into it, his hard-on throbbing in the half-opened front of his jeans as Calum taught him more and more. Calum had his hand fastened onto Adrian’s bulging boxers and was busily squeezing and rubbing Adrian’s giant handful as they made out. Now, he went gracefully down onto his knees and opened up the jeans, pulling down the shorts, wanting to suck this massive meat for himself. Calum wasn’t a bit more successful at taking it all than the older man downstairs, but judging by the moans pouring from Adrian’s mouth, this was not a problem. Suddenly, Adrian gave a small yelp of surprise and pleasure as Calum’s finger, wetted with spit, slid into his hole. He’d played with his ass himself, of course, but someone else’s finger in there took the game to a whole new level. Calum kept working him with finger (in back) and throat (in front) and Adrian’s moans got louder and more frequent. Calum stood up again, turned Adrian around and pushed him down onto the bed on all fours. He seized Adrian’s shoes and pulled them off, then followed with his jeans and boxers. Then he dived back into Adrian’s crack again, this time using finger and tongue together. When his probing, questing finger at last found Adrian’s magic button, Adrian cried out, “I can’t stop it – I’m going to shoot!” Calum quickly dived between his legs, rolling onto his back so he could get the quivering, jumping cock into his mouth. As soon as his lips closed around the head, Adrian exploded. The first spurt nearly filled Calum’s entire mouth. He gulped and swallowed, again, again, a fourth time, and still the sperm kept pulsing out. While he was sucking, he’d grabbed his own tool, given it three or four quick yanks, and exploded onto his own abs before dripping down onto the floor. Finally, he had to surrender and pull away, letting Adrian’s quivering tool fire out the last three or four squirts and then the drizzling aftermath onto his face. Calum pulled up and sat on the bed, then patted the sheet beside him as an invitation to Adrian to sit with him. Adrian leaned back against the wall, a dazed, all-gone smile on his face. “Damn, man, do you always shoot a gallon of cum like that?” “I don’t know. In case you hadn’t guessed, this is my first time with another guy.” “With that dick, and that kind of cumshot, you’re going to have the guys fighting over you wherever you go,” Calum said in an awed, respectful tone. Adrian laughed. The idea of being popular, in demand, wanted, needed, was so foreign to him that he had to laugh away his bafflement. But then Calum went on. “I’d love to have another round. I just don’t think I could take that dick of death in my hole. I’ve only ever been fucked a few times, and never by anything close to that huge.” “Do you want to fuck me?” “You’re joking.” “Do I look like I’m joking? It felt so incredible when you were rimming me and then had your finger inside me. I want to feel it all.” “So you’ve never been fucked.” “No. I told you, this is my first time.” “If you’re sure. I’ll be gentle. But it’s going to hurt.” “I don’t care. I want you to do me.” “Okay, then. Lie on your face.” Adrian did as he was told, and Calum went right to town on his hole again, using tongue and fingers – more than one finger now – to loosen his tight, virgin ass. Adrian continued moaning his pleasure as Calum worked him over. “Okay, I think you’re ready. Time to change places.” “Why?” “You’ll see.” Adrian got up, and Calum laid down on his back on the bed, his seven-inch cock standing up out of its nest of red hair. “Just plant your hole on it and sit down – at your own speed.” Adrian proceeded to do that. He straddled Calum, then placed the tip of Calum’s erection against his never-fucked ass pussy. And then he began to push. The pain made him cry out. Calum said, “Grab the lube – up there.” Adrian seized the small tube from the shelf, opened it, and smeared it over Calum’s dick and onto his own hole. Then he tried again, wincing at the pressure. After a few seconds, though, something gave way and, with one more searing flash of pain, Calum’s head was lodged inside Adrian’s body. “Oh my god!” Adrian cried out at the pain, but then he bit his tongue and pushed harder. This was what he wanted, a man’s cock inside his body, inside his ass, filling and stretching him. “Just hang on. Breathe deep breaths.” Good advice. Adrian took it. The waves of pain finally ebbed away until he could feel all the sensation of cock in his hole. “Fuck, that’s amazing.” “Okay, hold still,” With that, Calum began gently pushing up and then pulling down, and Adrian realized he was at last being fucked – and it felt incredible. As Calum’s tool pumped in and out of him, his own cock had filled up and was rock hard again, jumping up and down with each stroke. “Fuck, man, we gotta stop.” “Why, Calum?” “We forgot to use rubbers. And I’m about to cum.” “Fuck that. Keep going and give it to me. I want to feel your cum shooting inside me.” ‘If you’re sure….” “Quit talking and fucking fill me up!” Calum resumed pumping and after a few more thrusts he shot. And Adrian felt, for the first time, the sensation of his ass slowly turning wet as the cum spread around the head of Calum’s dick inside him. It was awesome – the most incredible sensation of this whole amazing night. Calum pushed him slowly upwards until his cock popped out, followed by a stream of cum as Adrian struggled to close up his newly-plundered man hole. He flopped down on the bed beside Calum, and then realized belatedly that he needed to cum again himself. He grasped his huge tool and began sliding his hand, but Calum stopped him. “Fuck, I don’t care how much it hurts. I want to get that thing inside me, and I want to get your load as well. Fair exchange!” He grabbed another tube of lube off the shelf, spread it around and into his hole, and then used his hand to grease up Adrian’s massive tool. Then he straddled Adrian, facing him, and proceeded to push that enormous log into his ass. Adrian stared in awe as the struggle was written all over Calum’s contorted features. His face turned red as he hissed and gasped for breath, but he was going to get that huge thing inside him no matter what. In another moment, Calum’s hole surrendered to the inevitable and Adrian racked up another in the day’s list of astonishing firsts – the sensation of feeling his cock inside another man’s ass. But he didn’t have long to enjoy it. Calum had only enough time to make the first two or three tentative movements on Adrian’s enormous shaft before that powerhouse dick convulsed and exploded into his straining hole. Once again, Adrian fired out an enormous quantity of seed in a series of powerful shots. Calum, meanwhile, was beating his cock like a madman and sprayed out a load all over Adrian’s face as Adrian finished cumming inside him. After they’d both calmed down, Calum led the way to the showers, and the two of them took turns washing and caressing each other, with Calum swatting away a couple of older guys who were getting a bit too pushy. Then he led Adrian back to the room where they could pull their clothes back on before leaving. Outside in the street, Adrian thanked Calum for an incredible evening. Calum winked, and said, “I think we’re both going to be sore for a week. With a dick like that, you ought to be in pictures.” Calum leaned in and the two of them kissed goodnight before going their separate ways. Across the street, Adrian’s brother Alex watched the two of them kissing under the sign of a well-known gay bar. Mentally, he was congratulating his kid brother. He wished he’d had the nerve to go in there too.

well, now, you can't ask for much more than that.

Then I'll cross my fingers, toes, balls and anything else I can think of that you have a pervectly filthy time of it. in PS !!! Guys like you shouldn't have to put up with a dearth of opportunities !!!

Only echo is from my gaped hole. Haha. I'm guessing you have the same turn on as me?

When I feeling like being a top, I love cute bois with soft features and feminine manners. I love to see then get so horny for my thick cock. But when I'm being a bttm, I wanna beefy muscle daddy. Someone who can hold me down and destroy my ass.

Dumb . . . and Dumber!

From the opposite perspective - I've helped a few younger lads explore and experience their first times. I was a sexual kid when I was younger too so I understand what it's like to feel that way and not always have an outlet for it, or to not have a partner who can let you satisfy those urges. Sex is a wonderful and natural thing, I really hate the way our society tries to repress and demonise it. We're doing younger people a lot more harm by making them feel like they're wrong for having these feelings instead of giving them the tools and knowledge to express themselves safely and healthily.

Thank you for your lovely message -- no apology needed! I have no family ties in Nova Scotia myself, but I love to go there -- and when I do, I feel very much "at home" in a strange way. Thanks for sharing your response to this story!

Last Thursday I was at Steamworks in chicago it was sort of slow I rented a room and left the door adjar I fell asleep I was awakened when I felt somone playing with my ass All of sudden he climbed on top of me and slid his dick in me He pounded me for maybe 10 min till I hear him moan He then shot a huge load deep in my ass After he pulled out I finally saw hi face A real cute young Latin guy maybe 20 He said he would be back later He was

He's always going to be a predator no matter what. He was that way before all the bad things happened to him and always will be. Thank you for the comment, I'm glad you are enjoying him

Last week was amazing. Took serval loads in my hotel room in London. One of the guys was a CD who was a domme and multiple cummer.

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.

1. It started at a New Year's Eve party. It was the last day of 1995, heading into 1996. Outside, in the nation, a culture war was raging, and it felt like sometimes we were losing. Inside, all of us young gay men were terrified. AIDS was everywhere, and there was still no cure, no treatment, and most of all, no hope. We all had gotten the religion of safer sex, of relentlessly using condoms. We were all good boys, and used them every single time. Except, of course, when we didn't. When we were too drunk. Too high. Too enamored of our partner. In the run up to midnight, we were playing a drinking game. Our host was reading a list of activities. Every time he read one that we had done, we drank. Sometimes, we would nervously look around, seeing who else dared to drink, like when he read "had sex without a condom." Other times, there was a raucous cheer and we all drank, like when he said, "Got a blow job." At the end of the game, all of us were drunk to one degree or another. That was when Jeff came up to me. We were casual acquaintances. We would say hello in the bar, and see each other at parties. But we had never really talked. "I saw you drank when Shawn asked if you had sex without a condom," he said. "Yeah," I nodded. "And when he asked about sex with a poz guy." "Yeah," I said again. "Same guy?" he asked, an evil smile on his face. "No," I said. "Of course not." "Ahh, too bad." But, before I could say another word, someone lurched between us, and started to talk to Jeff. I'm not sure it mattered. The seed had planted in my mind, and it started to take root. To get fucked raw by a poz guy. To do something so utterly reckless and stupid. To utterly stop worrying about consequences of my actions. I didn't remember much about the rest of the evening, other than that ill-advised and imprudent idea. Like the deadly virus all around me, it festered and slowly grew. I had discovered the Internet, and had discovered there was a word for it. Barebacking. It seemed both completely wrong and scarily hot. I discovered there were groups of men who gathered to enjoy skin-on-skin contact and exchanging fluids. I discovered that some of them would welcome negative guys into their circle, infecting them in a dark and depraved orgy of raw fucking. Last, but not least, I discovered that my acquaintance Jeff was a member in one of these clubs. He encouraged me to learn more about the club and more about the virus. He introduced me to other members of the club, and I heard their stories. Most of all, Jeff gave me permission to fantasize about joining their private club. "It's ok," he would message me on AOL. "It's just a fantasy when you are jerking off. It's no more real than the frat brothers fucking in porn." Those were the nights I came the hardest. Thick ropes of cum would cover my chest and I was disappointed they did not burn with the virus. Online, I would exchange messages with the other guys in the club. They talked about how good it felt to fuck raw and how relieved they were that they weren't frightened anymore. They encouraged my fantasies as well and told me I should visit their club one night. It was Jeff who finally extended the formal invitation. They wanted to have a party in my honor. "Summer Solstice. Friday, June 21st. We'll all spend the weekend having fun," he said. "Just be ready for the ritual," he continued, a hint of mystery in his voice. He told me the address and said I should be there at 8PM sharp. On the appointed Friday, time seemed to stand still. I had been planning to leave work early, have a drink and relax before the party. But instead, I had a last minute fire to fight, and I barely had enough time to shower and get dressed before I had to rush out the door. The address led me through the old industrial part of town, to an anonymous warehouse. There were several cars out front, parked on what I hoped was an abandoned railway spur. I parked next to them. There was a single bare bulb over the door, providing just enough light to read the number on the door. 2718, it read, the same address that Jeff had given me. I knocked on the door, wondering what I was to do next. The door opened; it was darker inside than outside. "Yes?" a man asked from within. "I'm Tim," I said. "Jeff said to come here." "Right. You're the initiate." "Yeah," I said. "Come in." The door opened a bit further, but it was still dark. I stepped inside, and hoped that my eyes would soon adjust. Black curtains, hung from the high ceilings, marked off the entry area and there were two large candles burning on iron stands. Mixed with the smell of the candles were the hints of sex. I could smell the sweat, a bit of lube, and the promise of cum. In the background, there was a low prayer-like chant droning on. The door behind me closed, and I began to see more details. The man who had let me in was about my height, maybe 6'4", with a muscular, hairy chest. He was almost naked, wearing a pair of black combat boots, and a black leather mask that exposed only his mouth and two holes for his eyes. "Strip down," he said. I kicked off my shoes, pulled off my shirt and removed my shorts. "All the way," he said, nodding at my underwear. His cock was hanging down, thick but still mostly limp. I took off my underwear, and stood in front of him, completely naked. He knew my name but I knew almost nothing about him. In addition, he had slightly more clothes than I did, plus the relative anonymity the mask afforded him made me feel even more vulnerable. "Follow me," he said, turning around, and walking slowly deeper into the warehouse. His ass was firm and muscular, and I wondered how it would feel to slide my raw cock into him. He parted the curtains; the next room seemed to have a bit more light. "Come," he said. I followed his lead, and walked through the curtains. The room was much bigger, but the light was just an illusion; there was a candle right where we entered. It took me a moment to take everything in. Painted in white in the middle of the room was a white circle, a pentagram inscribed inside it. At each of the five points, there was a heavy steel column with a candle flickering. Around the perimeter of the circle were men, all with various black leather masks on. Some masks covered only their eyes, while others covered most of their faces. At the head of the pentagram, one man stood alone, a pair of black boots and a leather executioner's hood. In front of him, right at the center of the pentagram, was a wooden fuck bench with thick leather straps hanging off. Even with the heavy hood on, I could tell he was watching my every move. Like a wolf tracking his prey. He shifted his weight and a heavy steel axe glinted in the candlelight. I shivered. It was not clear if this was an initiation or something much more dangerous. "My Father," the man who had led me in said, "I bring the Initiate." He left me at the base of the pentagram, the fuck bench the only thing between me and the man in the executioner's hood. I could barely keep my eyes off of the man in front of me. His uncut cock was sticking up, erect and hard. Even hard, the foreskin covered the head, making him seem even more like a wild animal, barely tamed. "Welcome to the temple of the Dark Lord," he said. I was still looking around, trying to take in the entire scene. It was a scene from one of the darkest stories I had read. A Church to Sex, dedicated to a malevolent and dirty God, charged with the task of spreading their disease. My cock began to twitch at the thought. "Thank-you," I said. "You may call me Sir," he said. In the flickering candles, I could only just see his mouth move. His eyes were dark, unfeeling pits of blackness. "Thank you Sir." "You are the Initiate, correct?" "Yes Sir, I am." "You know why you are here, right, Initiate?" "I do, Sir." "You are ready to give your body to the Dark Lord? To let him rule you?" "I am, Sir." I knew what was going to happen. These men were all going to fuck me. They were going to fuck me raw, and shoot their seed in me. From the looks of the men arrayed around the room, at least a few of them were full-blown. The rest, no doubt, had the Dark Lord's virus pumping through their veins. It would require divine intervention from a much better God for me not to get infected this evening. "Are you ready to die for him?" The Dark Lord's virus was both fatal and incurable. I would be pumped full of it by the horny men surrounding me. I would be infected, which meant I would die. "I am. Sir." "Good. I will be your executioner tonight. Do you accept my authority?" "I do, Sir." "Do you give me your body to do as the Dark Lord wishes?" "I do Sir. To the death." "And you will die from tonight's ordeal," he said. His cock twitched and a bead of pre-cum appeared on his slit. The twisted fuck was enjoying this. I had to admit I was as well. Hot men surrounded me, each of them ready to fuck me raw and pump me full of their jizz. By the end of the weekend, I would be dripping with sperm. "Death in the service of the Dark Lord is an honor, sir." "Good. For the rest of the ritual, you will not have a name. You will be known only as the Sacrifice." He made it sound evil and dirty. My cock was nearly erect. This was worse than any dark jerk off fantasy I had ever had and better than more favorite porn. He turned to a man standing to his right, shifting the axe to his other hand. "Acolyte?" my executioner said. "Yes, Sir?" the new man asked. I hadn't recognized any of the men; with their heads hidden under the masks and hoods, it was impossible to see any of the critical details. But, once I had heard his voice, I knew who it was. It was Jeff. "Has the method of execution been selected?" "It has Father." "And what is the decision of the Black Cabal in how to dispose of Sacrifice?" "Anally injected death sentence. AIDS." Jeff stared at me, smiling. "It shall be carried out every week until the sacrifice is infected." "AIDS it was, AIDS it is and AIDS it will be." my executioner confirmed. "The Dark Lord rejoices in his virus. Did the sacrifice hear his sentence?" he asked me. "I did," I said. I still couldn't keep my eyes off of his cock. It was seemingly even more erect than earlier and still, the head was covered by foreskin. "I did. And, my Executioner, I accept the decision of the Dark Lord's darkest minions." "The Sacrifice will assume the position on the altar." He motioned for me to get on the fuck bench. I climbed on to the wooden bench. It was solid, barely even moving as I rested my weight against the cool leather pads. I adjusted myself, feeling my cock throb underneath me. As the thick straps brushed against my legs and arms, I felt the first pangs of fear. Until now, it had been just play. It wasn't real. From the left and the right, two men stepped forward from the ranks, and adjusted the straps. First, they did my thighs, then my arms. I tested them, but the leather straps were tight and strong. I was totally naked, strapped into place, unable to move, and totally powerless to defend myself from perverted desires of the men surrounding me. The ritual may have been a bit dramatic and over-wrought, but there was a core of truth to it. I had agreed to be infected with a deadly disease, and, eventually, when I was on my deathbed, I would be able to trace it back to this night. As the reality of what I had started hit me, the room seemed to swallow me up. I could feel every stray draft across my skin. I could hear every slight shift in weight from the men around me. And most of all, I could smell them. Their masculine sweat was the dominant smell, but there was the hint of metallic tang from the pre-cum starting to drip from their erections. I wanted to slow it all down and think it through again. I had jerked off to every imaginable permutation and combination of getting infected, except for the actual reality itself. Now, faced with the harrowing reality of getting infected, I was having second thoughts. Once more, I pulled against the straps, but there was no more play than the first time. I was tied down and there was no chance of mercy from these men. Oblivious to my mounting fears and growing doubts, the man I now thought of as my executioner turned to his left side. Another man stood there, again, wearing nothing but a pair of boots and a black mask around his eyes. "My acolyte, has the cabal granted any relief for the ordeal?" "They have my Father. The sacrifice is allowed an emollient to begin. And with your blessing, he may enjoy the Dark Lord's glass cock." "The sacrifice is lucky," the executioner said. "Do you have the emollient?" "I do, my Father." "Then prepare the Sacrifice," he said. The man stepped forward from where he stood by the executioner, leaned down and extracted a thick tube from his boots. He walked towards me, and I could see it was a syringe, just lacking a needle. It was filled with an opaque white fluid. "We anoint the sacrifice with the semen of the Dark Lord." The man took up a position behind me, close enough that I could feel the warmth from his body against my skin. "This will hurt," he grunted. Before I could even fully process what he had said, he stuck his gloved hand into my crack, spreading my cheeks apart and exposing my hole. He pushed the syringe into my anus, forcing it deep within me. The sharp plastic edges hurt as it penetrated, but it was only for a moment. He pressed down, and there was a cool sensation in my gut. "Should be good," he grunted again, and pulled it out. He rubbed my hole for a few seconds, getting it to close up. "It will take a few minutes for the Dark Lord's semen to take effect," the executioner said. The gloved man stepped back from behind me and resumed his position next to the executioner. "Congregation, are you ready to begin?" the executioner asked. "We are," the men surrounding me answered. He turned back to Jeff. "Acolyte, are you ready?" "I am, my father," Jeff answered. He grabbed his erection and shook it. "Take the position," he told Jeff. Jeff stepped away from his place by the executioner, and walked behind me. He rubbed his cock against my crack. Between a bit of the semen from the syringe and the pre-cum on his cock, there was just enough lube for his shaft to slide back and forth. Like a torpedo to its target, his cock quickly found my hole. He paused and cleared his throat. "Thank you, Dark Lord, for allowing me to start the sacrifice in your honor." Jeff called out in a clear, loud voice, loud enough for the entire room to hear. "Hail Lucifer," the men replied. The response came from every side of the pentagram, enveloping me in the raucous joy of the men ready for the chance to breed me. "Thank you, Dark Lord, for your minions who have infected me." "Hail Lucifer," the response rose again from the men. Thank you Dark Lord, for the drugs that make me not care." "Hail Lucifer," came from the assembled men again. "Thank you, Dark Lord, for the opportunity to further your cause." "Hail Lucifer" "Thank you, Dark Lord, for the pleasure of converting the sacrifice to your cause." "Hail Lucifer" "Acolyte, you may begin the insemination," the Executioner said. "Thank you Sir," Jeff said. His cock was still resting against my hole, hard and dripping precum. "It will be my pleasure." His cockhead was primed and ready, but not yet in me. He pressed, and suddenly, the tip of his dick was inside me. It hurt, but only just a bit. He pressed again and his entire shaft was inside me. It hurt but at the same time, in that second of pain, I suddenly knew more about Jeff than months of casual conversation. I understood his anger at the boyfriend who had betrayed him and infected him. I knew about his shame and fear of being treated as a diseased pariah. I grasped his contentment of finding a community that accepted him. Most of all, I felt his ecstatic pleasure at being inside me. His cock was a hard, raw shaft buried inside of my body. He was dripping his infected pre-cum into me. The pain I felt from his hard cock penetrating my body was nothing. I could not deny Jeff his pleasure, his feeling of raw power over me just for the pain and discomfort he was putting me through. My agony was the very tiniest of offerings I could give to the Dark Lord. Jeff paused a moment with his balls pressed hard against my ass. His cock throbbed, and a bit of pre-cum leaked out. He grabbed my waist. It was more to give him some leverage; I was still secured to the fuck bench. No matter how hard Jeff pounded my ass, I would not be moving. I tensed, ready for his next move. "Oh fuck," he grunted in pleasure. "So tight," he murmured, just loudly enough for me to hear. He pulled his cock almost all the way out, so that just his head was still inside my hole. It was no longer the full length and width of his erection inside of me, but I still wasn't able to relax. "Be still," he murmured. "Open up for me. Open up and let the Dark Lord take over your body." Jeff paused for a moment, and then spoke again, louder this time. "May he?" he asked to the executioner. I looked up at the naked man. He was still this perfect specimen of masculinity, his body nearly all muscle, his chest covered with a light dusting of light brown hair flecked with grey. He nodded ever so slightly. I wondered if I had even seen it or if it was just my eyes playing tricks on me in the flickering candlelight. But, a young man walked out from among the gathered men, directly to me. He was different from the other men. For one, he was younger, maybe only barely twenty years old. It was easy to tell because he was not wearing a mask and his cock was imprisoned in a steel chastity cage. He was wearing sneakers as well; the overall impression was of a young man, still not sure of himself. In his hand, he had a familiar small brown bottle. "You'll want this," he said. He opened the bottle and held it under my nose. "Lucky," he murmured as I sniffed from the poppers. I inhaled deeply, letting the chemical fill my lungs. I held it long enough for the familiar warm waves of happiness to start to wash over my body. My entire body relaxed. Jeff could feel the change, and pressed his shaft back into me. "Let me in," Jeff said, pushing another inch of his hard shaft into my raw hole. This time, it did not hurt as much. There was still the warm, burning sensation in my hole, but the sharp pains had disappeared. Jeff's cock now felt like it belonged inside of me. As the poppers flooded my brain, I wanted more than just a few inches of Jeff's shaft in me. I wanted all of him. I wanted every man in the room to fuck me and fill me with his seed. I had never felt a hunger like this before. I tried to push back against Jeff's cock, but the leather straps held me in place. They were now a cruel joke. I had always known they were there to hold me in place and to keep me from running away from the assembled men. But, instead, they were keeping me from running towards my desires and dreams. "Calm down," Jeff said. "You'll get far more than you'll need." His cock slid the rest of the way into me and his balls slapped against my ass. Even as big as his cock was, it was still not enough for me. I looked around, craving each man's load. "The spirit of the Dark Lord is here," Jeff announced to the gathered men. There was a murmur of approval from the men. "The sacrifice can feel his hunger." I couldn't explain it, but Jeff was right. The hunger was consuming me, and the only way it could be satiated was from these men fucking me. Jeff pulled out, and slammed back into me. If it were not for the Dark Lord's influence, it would have been an excruciating experience. But instead, it felt completely natural and appropriate. As Jeff started to fuck me harder, the assembled men started to respond to the fucking. "Breed him," they said, there words punctuated by another forceful thrust from Jeff. "Convert him," they continued. Jeff's pace was picking up, and I wondered how far he was from cumming. In any other situation, I would have been terrified by what was happening. An HIV-positive man was fucking me raw, and was on the verge of cumming in me. "Infect him," the crowd called out. The poppers were strong; even a few minutes later, I was still flying and was craving more poppers, more cock, and most of all, a load in my raw hole. "Fuck him," the crowd called out. Suddenly, the executioner dropped his axe. The heavy iron head hit the ground with a loud thud; I could feel the vibration travel up the fuck bench and hit me in the chest. The crowd grew silent. The only sounds were Jeff's short, sharp breaths announcing just how close to orgasm he was. "It is time," the executioner said. "Kill him." The command pushed Jeff over the edge. "Take my load," he grunted as his cock slammed into my hole. The first warm jet of spooge of his orgasm simultaneously landed deep inside of me. "Take my dirty cum," he moaned, as another jet shot from his cock into my unprotected hole. As his cum filled my hole, I knew there was truly no going back. I had crossed the Rubicon. The die had been cast. I had taken infected cum. I'm sure I had done it before, in a moment of weakness, when I let a random stranger from the bar fuck me. But this time, it was different. I had known exactly who Jeff was. I had known exactly how dangerous it would be to have sex with him. And far from being scared, all I could think about was the next man who would cum in me. His cock would be thick and hard, dripping infected pre-cum, and I would beg for it. I looked up to see the executioner. He was still standing in front of me and his cock was just as hard as ever. Precum was dripping from the head and down his foreskin. "The execution has begun," he said. "Bring out the spice. Satiate your hungers with our willing sacrifice. And let our Dark Lord feed off your perverted and depraved pleasures." "Hail Lucifer," the assembled crowd of men replied, as they moved forward, into the pentagram that I was the center of. "Hail the Dark Lord."

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.

A new picture of my dick - taken by a guy I fucked this morning

First load orally at 11, took my first load deep in my boi pussy at 12. (Actually on my 12th birthday!)

I met this guy on-line about a month ago. He described himself as a sexy Latin guy with a very big dick. I have a thing for Latinos, so I decided to meet-up with him, even though he didn’t have a photograph. I am 23 and have a very nice, tight body and usually pretty picky about the people I let fuck me, so when I met him, I was a little put-off. He was somewhat older than his profile suggested, and he did not have the body I was expecting. His uncut cock, on the other hand, looked very interesting: a full 8.5”, extremely thick, low hanging balls and a thick bush. He repeated several times I would love his cock in my hole, and he was adept at playing with my tits, body and fingering my ass while his cock plumped-up. At this point, my inhibitions were dissipating, and increasingly I was open to his invitation. Hell, I’m being too vague - I was beyond considering his invitation, I was crazy for it: you’ll understand when I say I was in heat. I made my decision, and groaning and turning my ass to him. It should have alarmed me when he grinned, suggesting he knew I would acquiesce, but I was so turned-on I was beyond being critical. I reached for my bag and pulled out a condom but he grabbed my wrist and said "No. You don't want that." I like to say I was seriously weighing-up pulling-up my pants and splitting, when he slipped the knob of his cock against my hole. “You won't believe how good this is going to feel." That was all he said, and I felt my discipline melt. Yeah, I knew it was at very least imprudent, and possibly reckless, but I was incredibly turned on by this dark-skinned, Latino. His dick was huge and hard as a rock and he kept tweaking my nipple. He clearly knew how to play me: he slid a bottle of poppers under my nose and whispered for me to breathe them in. I knew if I did then I would have no control...and in that moment that is what I wanted...to lose control. So, I breathed in the deepest hit I could take and he slid it in and I moaned and cried as he fucked me and shot his load deep in my ass. Afterward, as I was dressing he wrote his number for me and said to call him. I took the number and didn't say anything, so he said. "Don't throw it away. You'll want more. Right now you think you won't, but you will." Two days later, I found myself calling him. I told him how afraid I was of what we'd done but how badly I wanted it again. He said he had something that would keep me from being afraid of barebacking. I asked him what and he told me to come over later that night. When I arrived, he led me back to his bedroom. He had hooked up a sling over his bed. I climbed in and he started fucking me. He said "As long as you are negative, you will always be afraid. You won't ever enjoy this the way you should. Do you gonna stay, or leave?" I felt his hard cock in my ass pounding against my prostate. I could feel that wonderful sense of fullness matched only by the sense I was going to piss myself. I took another big hit of poppers. "Breed me." Which he promptly did. Smiling broadly, he played with my sloppy hole and tits, plied me with more poppers and asked “Want some more, buddy?” When I took a deep hit and replied simply “Yeah.” He picked up his phone and started making calls to his friends. Within a half-hour or so, the first guy arrived, and by that night I ended-up taking six loads of charged cum. The next day I took off work and spent the day in bed. I was a mess for a few days, but he was right. Now I can truly feel free. Now I can experience the pleasure for which I secretly was looking.

Started eating my cum as a teenager to eliminate any mess from masturbation, which was at least twice a day. I soon developed a craving for cum. I believe cum is a Gift from Cock and should not be wasted! I take every opportunity to consume cum orally and/or anally. This is my way of honoring Cock!!

I agree.

I was taught it is about the tops pleasure, if he gets off quick I need to thank him and be grateful his load is up my ass. At the baths I let anyone fuck me and I hope they get off quickly so I can get more loads, its not about me or my pleasure, I am just a hole for them to use and I have to thank them for loading my ass.