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-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”

My body flinched as I felt the sharpness of his pointed finger nail scratching and scraping my ass lining. I moaned and whimpered at the pain as his finger dug deeper tearing me with every movement. After all his profile stated he guaranteed conversion no questions asked. It all started a couple of hours earlier, I had smoked a joint then gorged myself on pasta as the munchies kicked in. Still buzzing and very rampant I went on to the search for a fuck on line. Desperately needing to get laid, but there was very few guys nearby and I was ready to give up when all of a sudden he flashed up as 1 mile away. His picture showed a long dangly cock with low hangers, guessing it must have been around eight inches with a big head that the foreskin rolled back neatly over. His body looked ravaged and skinny, his information showed he was a 50 year old five foot ten inches top poz guy who enjoys bareback sex and looking for slutty twinks to knock up. At 19 years old I found the whole thing quite disturbing but fascinating, nasty but tasty, disgusting but desirable, my head was still buzzing and the mixed feelings drove me replying. I typed slowly but carefully... 19 year old bottom, five feet eight inches, trim build and in need of a good fucking. So here we are, me sat on his bed smoking a joint with him as he strips naked, I couldn't help but notice the biohazard tattoo framing his left nipple. He moved towards me and started undressing me, I relaxed as the joint started to hit and the familiar buzz feeling shrouded my senses. Asking if I was neg my head nodded and he smirked telling me he needs a young neg twink to carry his legacy and I would do perfectly to knock up. My cock hardened as he put his arms around me and moved in to kiss me. I responded like a trooper devouring his mouth an tongue with the eagerness to move things along. He stroked my back as I felt a sharp scratching from my neck tracing all the way down my spine, my body wriggled to move away but he laughed and told me if I felt that nail scratch down my back wait until it rips your ass lining preparing you to receive my toxic seed and make you mine. I found myself trying to swallow his tongue as he kissed me harder and slowly edging me backwards until I fell on to the bed. His legs moved under mine pushing them up and exposing my hole, his hand slowly working down my body, passing my cock and balls he scratched at the ring of my hole. Slightly tickling me my legs moved further up and I let out a cry of pain as he jabbed his finger into my hole. I grabbed his arm to stop him but he gave a sharp twist of his wrist as searing pain erupted in my arse as he tore away at my ass lining opening up wounds that would provide easy access for his virus. I moaned and whimpered as the pain continued from his relentless scratching and scraping. He pulled his finger out and I could see it was coated in my blood as he sucked and licked his finger clean. He moved in closer and positioned his legs so that mine were hooked up around him. The fog was starting to clear and I realised what I was doing, he leaned over me a lit up the joint clamped his mouth over mine, he pinched my nose shut and forced me to breath in drug that would ease my conversion. He held me like this for nearly a minute and when he released me I was floating and in my own world. I groaned loudly as he pushed the head of his cock in to my ass, the blood was causing friction which he continued to push past. The pain was excruciating and I pushed with my hands against his breasts, quickly my hands were pushed over my head and held in position as he pushed the last few inches deep in to my ass followed by several hard thrusts. My head rolled from side to side and my back arched in pain and pleasure. Slow deep thrusts were erupting from his hips, every forward thrust was followed by his balls slapping against my ass. He told me I was probably already converted by his pre cum alone he he continued slowly fucking me. The pain was almost gone as my ass was now lubed by his pre cum. His legs moved closer to me as he lodged his cock deep up to his balls, his hips providing all the momentum he needed. I could feel his balls hitting me in quick succession, he let out a moan as he continued on his legacy quest. He stared directly in to my eyes smiling as he continued, each thrust was met with gasping and begging for him to fuck me harder. Sweat dripped from his chest on to mine and I felt his hands tighten their grip on my arms, still looking deeply in to my eyes he let out a load long grunt "Fuck boy, I'm gonna fucking own you.". He jolted forward pushing his hips harder against me, I cried out as I felt his cock stiffen even more and his ball sacked contracted up. A second hard jolt as I felt a warm stream of his toxic seed flooding my torn ass. I felt a stinging sensation as the wounds inflicted were deep enough to trap his seed. I struggled to free myself but his grip was held tight, never loosing eye contact he jolted forward again as another stream of seed erupted in to my ass. I was panting through excitement as another jolt pushed me up the bed and he collapsed on top of me breathing hard. It took several minutes for both of us to calm down, his cock slipped out of my now well lubricated ass, he rolled on to his back as I caught a glimpse of his blood streaked cock. I got up off the bed and dressed myself and left his apartment. By the time I got home there was a message from him "Part of me is part of you forever.".

As a top, i love my partner slutty. I mean, real slutty, a no load refused cumdump. He would be open about it, talking about it with pride, no shame. I love them when they're insatiable.

I'd been to a bar with a friend, had a few drinks before parting ways and heading back to my flat. Feeling horny I decided to quickly clean up before scrolling grindr, which is when an account popped up. 2 tops 👀 4 sub. If received a few dick pics. I opened and looked at them, decent sized cock, looked sucksble. I started getting horny looking at them. I sent my pics back before receiving a message: "You arrive, let yourself in, and head into the living room. There will be a mattress on the floor, the lights will be off. Strip, get on all fours, say "ready". We'll come in and use you, when we finish, you pick up your clothes and quickly leave. You like?" My drunk self happily agreed and he sent me the address. 15 minute walk. I told him roughly when I'd arrive. I prelubed my ass, threw on my coat, and left my flat. It was 2am, slightly chilly, but not too bad. I marched to the address, turned down a street and got to the house. I walked up to the door and gently pushed it open, they'd left it on the latch. The house was dark, almost pitch black, and my nerves started to spike. What was I doing?!? I hadn't even seen his face! But I'd come this far, would be a shame to turn around now. I walked down the hallway and turned into the room on the right, the mattress was where they said it would be. I quickly stripped and got onto the mattress like he told me to. It felt so stupid to be doing this everything felt wrong, but at the same time it felt so right... "uh r-ready" I called out. I heard a movement from outside the room and 2 guys came in, already nude. They looked relatively young, mid to late 20s, but it was difficult to tell from the lack of light. Their facial features almost impossible to discern. "what a slut, you actually came" one of them said as he got behind me, the other going in front. My cock twitched from being called a slut. The one behind got down, held my cock, and began sucking it. I let out a small moan before the other guy slid his fingers in my mouth. I began licking and sucking them. I then felt 2 fingers start to push into my ass as I let out another moan. 2 soon turned to 3 as I could feel him trying to stretch my hole. The guy at the front grabbed me by the hair. "you like that slut?" "yes sir" I responded still softly moaning. The guy from behind them stood up and moved round to the front. "quickly stuck me off, and use lots of spit, in not planning on adding extra lube." I leaned up and felt he's cock land on my face. I held it in my hand and spat on the shaft before plunging it into my mouth. I was glad I squirted some lube in my ass before I came. I sucked it, more trying to cover it in saliva than give him pleasure, he moaned anyway. I slid my tongue under his foreskin as I softly pulled it back and forth. I couldn't see it clearly but it felt about 6 inch, reasonably thick, like the one in the photo. After a minute or so he pulled his cock out my mouth and I was pushed back down onto all 4s. His cock was quickly replaced by the other guys, which felt slightly larger and thicker. I began sucking as the other guy spat on my hole and shoved 3 fingers in and stretched me out. He pulled out and I felt his slimy cock rub against my hole. I wiggled my ass against him. He let out a small laugh and put his tip to my hole, slowly pushing in. I felt a dull pain from the invasion and I let out a small wimper. A bottle was held under my nose, "sniff" the guy said. I did as was told and took a deep breath. Poppers. My mind was racing as the guy started to quickly pound my hole. I let out deep moans in rhythm to the fucking as both my holes were used by the men. "such a slut, being used by 2 strangers on a dirty mattress, you love it don't you?" the guy I was sucking said. All I could do was moan in agreement. Being used by 2 strangers who I could barely see was sending my horny levels off the chart. After a few more minutes of being fucked the guy slapped my ass as his breaths started to get heavier, I could tell he was getting close. I started rocking backwards and forwards, pushing him as deep into me as possible. "you want my load you little slut?" I pulled the cock out my mouth, "yes sir, flood me deep". He slapped my ass again before grabbing my waist and picked up the pace. After a few more seconds he pushed as deep into me as he could go, grabbing my hips and pulling me back. He waited there, panting, as he filled me full of his cum. He then slide out and his cock was immediately replaced by the other guy, I could feel his cock stretching my hole. He started off slow, letting my insides adjust as more poppers were held under my nose. He then reached forward, grabbed my hair and started fucking me hard, driving his cock into my guts. My head was then brought down and pushed against the mattress with my ass still in the air. I could smell the mattress, musky, dirty, used. "take my cock you stupid slut" he shouted at me as he pushed his dick what felt deeper and deeper into me. And I did, I lay their moaning and talking it. A guy I hadn't seen nor even spoken to using my hole, treating me like a whore. "ah fuck I'm gonna breed you, I'm so close" he finally said after a few minutes, my ass starting to ache. After slamming into me a few more times he pushed deep into my guts, his cock starting to pulse, painting my insides white. He then pulled out and gave my ass a slap. "what a nasty whore" he said before spitting on me. I lay there with my ass still up in the air, softly rubbing my loose wet hole. "your stuff is outside, we're finished" one of the guys said. "wdym?" I asked getting up. "it's out the front door, leave" he replied, grabbing me. He lead me to the door, pushed me out and closed it behind. There I was, standing outside completely naked, cum slowly leaking from my ass. My clothes and shoes a few meters in front of me which I quickly picked up and put on. I then marched back home to jerk off and play with my hole. When I got back the grindtr account had gone, probably blocked me. I felt so used, so nasty, like a real whore. Nothing but a hole that they used for 1 night. But I've realised that that is what turned me on so much...

I love both your aj99 responses. I have been low key wondering how so many people kept referring to Mr. Dover’s stories as the hotTest words ever typed (and sooooo helpfully where we could buy them for ourselves). Call me skeptical, call me jaded ( just don’t call me late for dinner ( or breakfast now that I think about it)….but something seems rotten in Denmark. I suddenly find both the specificity of his message to the eager bottom but more the fact that it was public suspicions. Almost like it was intended to get someone in the purposefully targeted niche audience to rise to the bait….so that he could clutch his pearls, cry foul, and remind everyone that we could go buy his stories in a prime location. Sorry for being unsexy 99. I will now pick up the pipe and find a hot story to stroke to on this wonderful forum.

I am disappointed there just stupid people on here. Without Dr. Fauci what advancements would there be with current HIV treatments?

You use your words. You say "I'm into rimming (or being rimmed). Is that something you'd like to do?" And so on. If you want, you can preface the discussion by saying "I know we're basically very compatible in terms of what each of us likes, broadly speaking. But there are things I'm interested in (or "I've done that I'd like to do with you") and I'd like to talk about those and see what's on the table."

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!

Had a great four hour session with a very attractive dominant top today! He was a nice dark caramel color with a good 8 1/2 thick curved dick. Very passionate, he ran into my hole for hours and then I reciprocated by deep throating his dick until we were ready to move to his sling. He took his time to penetrate me playing with my hole with just the tip of his dick until I was moaning and begging for more. Finally, I was able to get him balls deep where he fucked me until two loads were deposited. We are scheduled a second session to continue this chemistry. Can’t wait!

World Building content warning: I have been working on this for a couple weeks and the fort chapter is a bit long This is the first chapter of a story in a world 1000 years in the future and a lot of things have changed. A great deal of this chapter deals with world building details explaining some of these changes and the reasons why they happened I tried ro make this part as amusing as I could, The dialogue between Religious Leader and Critical Thinker made me chuckle a few times. Yes I laugh at my own jokes I also think many of you would join me in wishing that PIFs and Orange Parks really existed in today’s world To make things easier I marked the largest part of the World Building section between two lines of @@@@@@@@ symbols If you skip it don’t blame me if you have no idea what the hell is going on later in the story I hope you stick with me and read it all. I’m writing this like a book and some World Building has to be done Scanbu ************************************************************************************************************* Author's note: This is a possible future and may conflict with things in present day stories. One possible reason is it's hard to remember things that happened 1000 years ago Rule one is that there are no paradoxes... Rule two is that if you find a paradox refer to Rule one... Chapter One: Coning Home The man waited in the dark for his husband to get home, though this “home” was not the home his husband thought he was coming to. This had been years in the making and would not have been possible if the waiting man had not been foresighted and nostalgic many years ago The door opened and the man’s husband stepped into the dark room “Lights” the new arrival said. He was always forgetting that he just had to think his commands in a certain mode but the old vocal commands still worked though the lights stayed off this time “Dammit why won’t these damn lights work?” the mans husband muttered “Because I asked them to stay off” The man said in an amused voice His husband actually looked around then and caught the feel of the place, the moonlight coming in through the two story high windows, the muted background sounds of a city around them, the proportions of the place “Zeke, you didn’t!” Tommy said. He knew this place in his bones, though these particular bones had never been here before. But how… this was not possible The lights came up and Tommy found himself in their old apartment, everything was the same down to the cracked brick in the wall across from the elevator door, it even felt the same but this building had been torn down centuries ago “Did you have the building rebuilt from the original plans or something?” Tommy asked “I had it reassembled. This is the original building, on the exact same spot. Remember I took you to Eurp[e when the building was “torn down”? I had it disassembled brick by brick and each brick was numbered and stored with it’s exact position recorded. I have had the supports modernized to fix the structural problem that caused us to have to condemn it and the building is completely updated to modern technological standards” Zeke said Several buildings had stood here in the centuries since but when the last one had been demolished 5 years ago Zeke had decided it was time. He had every brick treated with a preservative that made them virtually indestructible and then had the building painstakingly rebuilt. Old photographs and even more accurate memory scans on Zeke himself had exactly duplicated the furnishings and decorations “Welcome HOME my Tommy!” He said as he took his husband in his arms and kissed him “And happy 1000th anniversary” He said once the kiss broke Tommy looked confused, their 1000th wedding anniversary was not for over a year “Tommy, it’s April 12th 3024” he said gently. Suddenly Tommy’s eyes widened and his hand went to his mouth “We met in that Bathhouse 1000 years ago today!” He gasped “And you brought me to this apartment for the first time that night. How did I forget that?" He asked “Because it’s not really something we kept track of. It's the day you drove The Darkness out of me. It had almost won you know. I almost fell completely and would have without you” Zeke said Zeke was thrilled, in all their centuries together he had never caught his Tommy this off guard, Tommy did it to him probably once every few years but this was a first for Zeke He took Tommy’s hand and led him over to the dance studio with it’s mirrored wall. Tommy found his tights exactly where he knew they would be, In a drawer next to the small changing area. Zeke had remade their home perfectly They did their stretches, moved to the center of the floor and a mental command started that old Billy and Mike song playing The two flowed like water through the dance, They were both in their 5th clone body having just made the jump again about 10 years ago. The Entity managed not only to transfer normal memories but also muscle memory. The only thing it could not transfer was stamina and that took a couple years of steady work to rebuild Tommy and Zeke were the best dancers in history by now. They had done this dance thousands of times and it still invoked the same feelings in them. It was this dance that had forced their love to the fore and made them both admit to it during the explosive sex that had followed Sure enough they ended up on the soft mat they had learned to keep against the mirrored wall, Tommy looking into the reflection of Zeke’s eyes as his lover of ten centuries plowed him from behind, They knew exactly how to move to heighten each other’s pleasure. They would never grow tired of making love to each other as no other sex partner could com close to the pleasure they brought each other As Zeke’s cock spasmed inside of him filling him with his seed a glowing line appeased like a necklace on their shoulders, chest and the back of their neck. Tommy’s glowed green and Zeke’s glowed white After catching their breaths they went into the perfectly recreated bathroom and showered. There was a “light shower” installed as well. It was a device that could get you clean in seconds, no matter how dirty you were but most people still took showers in water and used soap. It just felt better Tommy returned the favor, sliding his cock into Zeke’s ass as the water and steam surrounded them, They were totally versatile with each other now, though they still only bottomed for close friends and relatives. When it came to sex with most others they were both tops. The only exceptions were family and old friends That glow appeared again when Tommy bred his husband but the colors were reversed, Tommy had white and Zeke green This time Tommy caught a flash of the red glow in the bathroom mirror. Ir was around the base of his cock and balls, lie a cock ring under the skin as he came. The same glow around the base of Zeke’s cock as he came on the shower wall As they dried off with a flash from the light shower Zeke said “Get dressed, we have company coming” and sent the mental command “Party: to the apartment system When they came out of the bathroom it cleaned itself as soon as they shit the door and the rest of the apartment was decorated for a celebration, complete with snacks and drinks all set up and waiting Zeke got a mental prompt from the security system and the elevator door opened. In a flash of light their first guests arrived Mike and Jeff stepped into the apartment followed by Hank and Buzz. John and Sal came soon after. “You did a perfect job Zeke, the place looks great! So vintage it makes me want to redo The Compound in classic early 2000s style” Jeff said standing on tiptoes to kiss his husband’s cousin; who was also his cousin's husband, on the cheek. They were cousins married to cousins Tommy’s brother Marc showed up next with his husband Alex followed by Jason and Jet who might just be able to dispute the “greatest dancers in history” crown Tommy and Zeke wore Lars and Cole came next or as many people called the “Tall and Wide” as Lars was almost seven feet tall and Cole was an adorable chubby man Red and Tony arrived and Tommy threw himself into Red’s arms for a kiss as Tony hugged Zeke and squeezed his ass just for old times sake Zeke laughed and kissed the big man, He had gotten over the “I’m only a top” bullshit with thier friends centuries ago. Even Mike bottomed on a semi regular basis now and not just because he had to The elevator door closed and opened again as Theo and his husband Bob stepped out of the actual elevator, having come up from a lower floor Tex and Nick arrived next followed by Agnes and her husband Max and finally Dale and Alan got there. These all were the members of The 100 that Zeke and Tommy were closest to. Each person was with their “Perfect Match”, the spirit they had spent the vast majority of their multiple past lives with just like Tommy and Zeke had A few more members of the 100 arrived and even a couple of The Darkness’ agents were invited though none of The Light’s agent would be seen in the company of these people. The light was always stuck up The Entity had allowed a few agents of those powers to be cloned and soul jump to be fair It has an ulterior motive it had told Tommy and Zeke about. The Darkness and The Light didn't realize that The Entity could track those soul jumped agents and in general, know their plans @@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@ In the grand scheme of things The Darkness was a petty criminal, it amused itself by “ruining” the lives of individuals or couples but didn’t try to “destroy the world” constantly because it was having too much fun with it’s little games. Tommy often compared it’s personality to that of a cat The Light’s agents mostly just complained and tried to get people to pay attention to them by telling them they should feel guilty for feeling good. They had very few converts, mostly because everyone knew they participated in what they called sin at least once a week. Even agents of The Light were subject to the law of the land though they claimed they should be exempt The Light was the source of almost every religion in history and their grip on humanity had been destroyed in a single generation once the 100 had managed to gain control of education worldwide It had taken requiring just one thing to be taught and every religion on the planet had fought against it's being taught to everyone tooth and nail For the last 870 years every child on the planet was required to take classes in critical thinking What followed was many many conversations that went something like this Religious Leader - You should let me tell you how to run your life, who you can love and marry, how you should act, who you should hate and what you should hate about yourself if you don’t fit my view of how a person should be. Oh! And most importantly you should give me money. Preferably 10% of your income. The money is the most important part! Critical Thinker - You know, that seems like a pretty raw deal, You make my life miserable and I pay you for it? Do you at least kiss me when you ate done? If not why would I put up with all that? Religious Leader - No I don’t kiss you! You are not my type! That would be one of those sin things we talked about earlier! You should accept this all because I have studied these ancient texts and because God has picked me to interpret them for you. I can tell you what they mean Critical Thinker - I have read those texts too and you seem to cherry pick them or even make things up to support your personal prejudices and viewpoints. Either God thinks exactly like you do and the rest of those texts are just an exercise divine in creative writing or you don’t actually know what God thinks. There are also some pretty terrible things in those texts. Things that would get you thrown in jail if you did them, so why should I take them serially? They were written in a time when people didn’t even have electricity or toilets. What do they have tp do with the modern world? Religious Leader (usually through clenched teeth, trying to control their anger) - That’s what FAITH is you miserable sinner! Believing absurd things to keep your betters in power! How can we live our cushy lives of luxury while you work to support us if you don’t just mindlessly obey? How dare you question centuries of tradition that we teach because it’s total self serving and gives all the power to us? You are just supposed to be sheep! I knew letting you learn to think was a mistake! Critical Thinker (usually backing away from the fanatic ecclesiastic because they frothing at the mouth by this point) - I tell you what, you do you and I will do me and we are quits on everything else. I mean maybe of you were going to kiss me when you were done but since I’m not your type why don’t we just be friends? A few religions had caught on and changed their doctrine. They preached love, kindness, acceptance and charity. Their clergy became true public servants but even these religions were greatly reduced. People just didn’t trust them An argument was made for all the charitable work religions did and it was quickly pointed out that it always came with strings attached. “We will keep you from starving and teach you the things we want you to learn, but you have to believe in our god, accept our control of your life and all our prejudices” Religion said "No thanks". other people are offering to feed us and teach us without the strings. Thanks for the offer though" people in poorer areas said as their standard of living came up due to technology and personal mobility and religion lost it’s final hold It was mostly an academic study now. People tried to revive them now and then and had even had moderate success but once they reached a certain point the old patterns of hate and bigotry had always showed their ugly heads and people fled in droves This pulled The Light’s teeth. New religions would spring up occasionally but they always followed the patterns the revived old religions did and none ever really caught on Most people developed a one on one relationship with God and spirituality but kept their views to themselves ****************** The party went on for a long time, late into the night, as these ancient friends talked about the last thousand years and focused on the male half of the population since the only woman present had been so instrumental; in the changes to men’s lives Long before mankind freed itself from religion and it’s inherent problems she had broken down the barrier that kept same sex couples from having offspring together also she and many others had also done study after study showing that the root cause of many of the problems of the world and the thing that religion exploited the most was male insecurity and a need to dominate usually instilled on them by their insecure fathers who were backed up by what they learned in church Bisexual men and men who could at least accept that they sometimes had an attraction to other men had a far lower rate of domestic violence, drug and alcohol abuse and were generally more content with life than men who maintained that they were only attracted to women This latter group was lying to themselves and that was proved by study after study all over the world. It was the underlying stress of that self delusion that added to the problems mentioned before The first step was to remove all stigma from same sex attraction. It had been proven to be a natural part of the human condition and once religious bigots were no longer spouting hatred it only took a couple generations before there were more gay, nonbinary and bisexual people that there were straights When both social and religious stigma were removed the rates of those issues we mentioned dropped even further, except among men who strongly identified as “straight only. They rose among that population as these men denied their true natures out of stubborn, misguided pride, once again passed from father to son It soon became obvious when 98% of social problem were attributed to just 1% of the population that pretending you were 100% straight was the problem Don’t get me wrong. Almost 50% if the relationships in the world were male/female but most of these people accepted that same sex attraction was a natural part of life. They had it but just preferred the opposite sex, at least most of the time Monogamy had gone out of style with religion and most people had side relationships with both sexes to round out their lives It also needs to be noted that men who said they were 100^ gay and had absolutely no attraction to women were frowned upon by society as well, but they didn’t have the same rate of problems the straight men did The now global society came up with it’s own solution to the problem and the torque was the perfect way to implement it The torque was a biometric device that Agnes had come up with in her second century of life/ At first it was just a health monitor and a rudimentary mental link to various devices. Over time it’s function and uses expanded to the point that it was able to shield the body from infection, both viral and bacterial and use the body’s own resources to manufacture most prescription drugs and administer them, all your doctor had to do was upload the prescription. It also controlled every device around you, It got to where you couldn't even open a door without your torque The things were invisible most of the time, They were just under the skin around the neck but would glow sometimes when specific things happened Literally every person on earth had a torque. It was part of the normal delivery process to put one on a newborn. .It would painlessly sink below the skin and grow with it all it’s life. One of the first benefits of the torque to it’s wearer was it mostly prevented SIDS or Sudden Infant Death Syndrome, reducing it' by 97% so parents wanted their child to have one from the beginning To solve the “Straight man” problem every government in the world passed the same law The torques were updated for both men and women to be fair, both sexes had a new requirement but we will only talk about the one for men here. After his 18th birthday, a man’s torque would change. It would require at least 10 minutes of anal stimulation and the anal injection of a certain protein found only in semen once weekly after that point Your own semen would not work and neither would toys Basically every man on earth above the age of 18 was required to get fucked bareback and take a to load once a week. Exceptions could be made for people medically unable to do so of course as well as for people who chose a life of celibacy as well as for truly nonbinary people There was a 10 year introductory period, mostly to find and train enough “PIFs” before the penalties for noncompliance were enforced PIF stood for “Protein injection Facilitator” and these men were trained to be able to top anyone no matter the physical appearance and also to make the person being topped genuinely feel wanted. Every client left a PIF with the feeling that the man had enjoyed fucking them and found them attractive A fully trained PIF with the aid of really delicious protein and vitamin shakes and simple medical enhancements could fuck 10 times in an 8 hour day and still keep a significant other happy at home Statistics showed that about 50% of professional PIFs who had a significant other went home to female partners when their shift was done World wide, people in relationships were about 30% Male/Female couples, 25 % each for Male/Male or Female/Female couples and 15% people with multiple partners of either sex all in one relationship About 30% of the total world adult population was single at any given time There was no charge for going to a PIF as they were all public employees and you were not allowed to use the same PIF more than once a year. Every home on earth had a “Transport Door” and there were also publicly available ones in even the smallest communities. These doors would take you to any public place on Earth so getting to a PIF was no problem for anyone Many boys wanted to grow up to be a PIF and any boy could because PIFs of all races, shapes and sizes were needed A general PIF was usually an average looking guy who was friendly and warm to his clients and the sex was very vanilla. About 60% of men used general PIFs when they needed one Specialized PIF “franchises” popped up all over the world as well. Some of the popular “brands” were: Daddy, Daddy Bear, Cub, Chubby, Leather Man, Jock, Boy Next Door and Sissy Boy. There were other specializations and just about any type of man you wanted could be found as a PIF somewhere in the world. You could only use a PIF if it had been more than four days since your last load as you were encouraged to find them on your own. Some men proudly wore shirts or hats that said “Never PIFed” on them to show they could get all the raw cock they wanted. A lot of these men were lying though When you took a load your torque flashed green and when you gave one it flashes white. This was to let you and the man fucking you know the requirement had been met. At a week since your last load your torque would start to glow green and you had to take two loads to get it to stop, At two weeks it went to blue and you had to take three, At three weeks it went yellow and you had to take four. These things happened and it was no big deal At four weeks things got a bit more serious, Your torque started glowing orange and at that point any man could take your ass forcefully without your consent with no legal ramifications, as long as they didn’t injure you. Amy tactic was fair game, gang fucks, bondage or just plain forced sex and they could keep forcing you till your torque stopped glowing all together though they did have a limited time to do so This sparked a new kink and industry, “Orange Parks' ' popped up in many larger cities. They were like the bathhouses of old except they were larger. They usually had a maze or were in a mockup of an urban area or forest. Some looked like the stylized inside of a prison, though there had been no actual prisons for centuries. Old porn died hard If you were a man wanting to fuck you paid a small fee to enter. If you were a man with a forced sex fantasy you were given a glowing orange necklace and the fee you paid was based on how many loads you wanted to take before it stopped glowing. If your torque was actually glowing orange and you made it to the park without being stopped and dealt with you were let in for free The Orange Parks made a fortune and many men got their required loads that way. The park staff was always nearby to keep things from getting out of hand and everyone had fun acting out fantasies in a safe environment You had two months of orange glow and then you went red At that point your torque lost the ability to protect your health in some ways, It would let you be infected with HIV and the infection was allowed to progress any time your torque was red. No one had ever let that go on long enough to find out that it was a buff and your torque would NOT let you actually get sick. HIV was just a threat and deterrent, not a death sentence to the truly stupidly stubborn Your torque also started sending out a signal that would draw “PIPE” layer within 10 miles to you like a magnet when it was red PIPE stood for “Protein Injecting Penetrative Enforcer” and were jokingly referred to as “PIPE layers” The same rules applied . Any tactic short of serious physical injury was acceptable. The differences were that the PIPE layers were all "double poz" and when they infected someone with HIV they could take control of that person totally Being double poz meant that you had a normal strain of HIV in your cock and balls. A torque like device embedded like a cock ring under the skin that glowed red when you came, kept your normal torque from controlling the infection there so you could give it to someone who’s Torque was not protecting him. Just to be doubly sure that the PIPE layer was protected the rest of the body was infected with the Angel Strain of HIV, The cock ring torque kept the two strands separate As for taking total control of someone, All they had to do was say “I claim you” when they came in a violator, what usually happened then was that the PIPE layer would command them “stay in compliance from now on” and release then but they didn’t have to The man who let his torque go red could end up the slave of the PIPE layer for life. They could even be sold and ownership transferred, though this had to be approved by the one of the head PIPE layers (Tommy, Zeke, Mike, Jeff, Tony or Red) The system had been in place for over 200 years now and the incidents of social problems and crime in general had plummeted world wide So had incidents of depression and self harm. These had been almost totally wiped out Prisons had been abolished and such criminal acts that were committed by men were punished by making them public surrogates for other men for a certain number of pregnancies. They could be rented to carry a couple’s baby or knocked up to provide children for single men wanting to raise a child. The couple or man whose child they carried as responsible for the surrogate’s upkeep during the pregnancy and during recovery. There were many men who served as surrogates by choice but they could chose their clients. A public surrogate couldn't. It was first come first serve. Their surrogate fee went to the people their crime had harmed These men’s torques kept track of their location and kept them confined in a certain geographic region. It was far more effective than prisons and cost so much less In the last year there had been only three murders committed globally and all were by men who’s torques were glowing red. The punishment for murder was always the same. 20 surrogate pregnancies per victim. Which took about 35 years to finish. This had been an above average year for murders and many years had none at all One murderer furring the last century had been rented out by a wealthy Arab man for his last 12 pregnancies in a row, The two had married after the third and he had written a classic book about his life called “Mister Mother Was A Murderer” @@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@ The party wound down at about 2 AM local time. Tony and Red stayed so that Red could hold Tommy and Zeke while they slept while Tony held Red. They never forgot that for almost a century Red had been married to both Tommy and Zeke Tony was Red’ perfectly matched soul partner but both Tommy and Zeke were close matches as well and Zeke was Red’s half brother In the morning Tommy made breakfast for the four of them, The apartment had cleaned itself after the lights were turned out and looked perfectly normal when they woke As they walked away from the breakfast table the dishes vanished, only to reappear in the cupboard perfectly clean. The kitchen had cleaned it self while they ate Red laughed “No more fights between you two about doing the dishes” he said jabbing Zeke with a finger Tommy laughed "We have not had a serious fight in 830 years, not since Zeke had the very first “Self washing dishes” prototype one of Ze-Corp’s subsidiaries was working on installed. And that was 100% true, They had been together 10 centuries and the biggest bone of contention between them was who was going to wash the dishes. Like I said they were the perfect match for each other Zeke got a mental alert and though “Screen” A screen appeared floating in the air in front of him and Theo’s face appeared on it “We have a situation, one of out roving PIPE layers was hiking through a remote area in the mountains when his torque started going off like crazy, He sent a micro cam to the source" Theo reported He found a small village, only about 30 people. He checked the female torque channel and all the ladies are in compliance but he’s getting 15 signals on the male channel “The cam followed the men into a meeting that was a boys only, with a man dressed like a priest. He preached the typical “Divine right to be straight” bullshit along with a fair dose of misogyny, homophobia and racism. We have it all recorded. Oh, and the entire town is gathering for a wedding this afternoon we can get them all at once” Theo finished “You guys want to come?” Zeke said to Tommy, Red and Tony and they all nodded “I get the priest, I have something planned for him” Tommy said angrily “Gather as many Pipe layers as you can, who knows how many loads it’s going to take to get these idiots into compliance” Zeke said They assembled in the hangar, which was on what used to be a secret Air Force base hidden in the desert, 20 PIPE layers were there. It was just a short step through a transport door for those whose torques had the clearance code, and many old friends they had seen at the party last night were among them There were also 50 of Theo’s hand trained security forces ready to assist, They carried no weapons other than a long staff. There were no guns. The only gums left in the world were disabled and in museums. The rest had been melted down and the metal used for more useful things like… well anything The uniforms they wore looked like leather pajamas and they concealed many pockets with various items securely stowed. They were modeled after the original bathhouse pajamas Theo used to wear and were his idea of a joke. The men had no idea what they were wearing These pajamas were all the body armor these men needed. Much stronger than any body armor commercially or militarily available and yet they allowed total freedom of movement. These men were the most feared fighting force in the world. Theo had named them "The Power Puff Rangers" mashing together his two favorite childhood TV shows. The man's sense of humor got out of control sometimes. Again the men were not in on the joke “Wars” were now fount hand to hand with blunt weapons and were more competition than conflict. Every nation in the world ran itself for the most part but it’s leaders knew they were ultimately answerable to The Primes, two shadowy figures who ran the world and only members of the 100 knew The Primes were Zeke and Tommy, who also pretty much controlled the world economy as well through the power of Ze-Corm You were a citizen of whatever country you resided in but you could pick up and move anywhere in the world at any time. When a nation got troublesome it’s citizens were suddenly given huge incentives to move elsewhere and the fretful country would usually find itself almost empty. That personal mobility also kept governments from mistreating their citizenry The PIPE layer on scene signaled that the temporary transport door he carried with him was set up and functional. They all filled through into a mountain meadow somewhere in the world Tommy’s torque started a local region diagnostic at his mental prompt. He and Zeke had the only Prime Command Torques in the world. They could access any information anywhere, take over any control system and edit other people’s torques, shutting off their command abilities and even rendering them unconscious The rest of the 100 had similar abilities but they could not affect Tommy and Zeke “They have managed to cut their Transport doors off from the rest of the system. I’m sending out a world wide patch to fix the vulnerability they found and exploited” Tommy said to Zeke as they approached the village on foot. They could clearly hear multiple Red signals from ahead As they approached the town meeting hall they saw that a very recognizable religious symbol to anyone who knew much about religions was on the outside wall as well as other symbols Every member of the 100 in their party stiffened as they saw those symbols. People born in their era would instantly recognize them as symbols of fascism and racial hatred. Those symbols had no place in this era Tommy could hear a droning voice coming from within “One man and one woman as God” intended” as he reached the door “That’s it, let’s end this party now” He growled, pushing the door open The scene inside froze. It looked like a beautiful wedding service if you ignored the fact that the bride was being held in place by two men and her face was filled with loathing. Every man’s torque was glowing red The Puff Rangers moved in so quickly that the priest didn’t even have time to say “What is the meaning of this?” before he was being restrained by two pajama clad men The Bride broke free and ran to a woman in the front row who could have been her sister or her mother, you never knew nowadays Zeke approached the pair and noted the bruising on the bride’s face that cosmetics didn’t quite cover “How long have the transport doors been down?” he asked “About three months, about the same time the men's torques went orange” said the other woman “They have been telling us that they are starting a new society based on an old religion and that we will be much happier once we accept our natural place as subservient to men” she said with disgust “They weren’t getting anywhere so they held a meeting and voted in a new “law” saying that their was no such thing as spousal rape and started planning the “weddings”. I was the first and he had to force me to even come in the building” The bride said angrily “Do you mind?” Zeke said gently reaching for her chin She shook her head no and he gently turned her face to the light, there was a lot of barely concealed bruising Tommy had been watching and he mentally activated a protocol that started getting things ready “They were all getting abusive because none of us would comply” the other woman said and Zeke decided she was mother and not sister All the other women nodded Out in the town square the public transport door activated and started glowing a gentle green “Ladies.” Tommy said raising his voice slightly “The transport door in the square is active and it will take you to a medical facility where you will be checked for injury. If you feel up to it there will be people there to get your full stories. Counseling sessions will be set up and I am afraid these are mandatory until your councilor heels you no longer need them. All the counselors are female and have been in practice for decades, We assembled the best in the world for you” This protocol was always kept in place and could handle much larger groups of victims if it needed to. Just because it had been over 30 years since it had last been activated did not mean it was scrapped. They even held yearly drills to keep the people involved sharp “Thank you” the bride said to Tommy and Zeke as the security forces led them out “You can’t leave! You are my wife! It’s your duty to serve me and submit!” The groom yelled angrily as the bride ignored him and walked out He looked at Zeke and Tommy since they seemed to be in charge, seething in anger “You have no authority here! This village is an independent nation!” he spat at them “Ummm Calvin, we have not actually gotten around to declaring that, no one wanted to fill out the form because they are so long so we put it off” one of the other men said “Shut up you idiot!” the priest snapped “Sorry brother Alvin” The man said sounding abashed The groom and the priest looked very similar. Tommy accessed their tongues and found that they were both 20 years old and twins They were beautiful men. He had to admit that. They were tall, muscular, smooth, light blond hair and vivid blue eyes. Calvin had hair the fell on his shoulders an a few inches down his back while Alvin's hair was shorth and that was about the only difference between them “I’ve got Calvin and Tommy has already claimed the priest. PIPE layers make sure they get the gift they deserve and if you Rangers want to throw a few loads in feel free, any load will do once a PIPE layer has knocked them up and taken control of them. These men have some punishment coming beyond just being fucked back into compliance” Zeke said “Strip them” Zeke said and the soldiers holding the blond twins ripped the clothes off them They both had really nice bubble butts and cocks that were on the small side of average “It figures” Zeke thought as he walked up to stand before Calvin ‘This is going to be fun” Zeke said rubbing his cock through his pants and eyeing the naked and very angry man appreciatively "I hope you are a virgin. I love pozzing virgins who think they are straight" They bent the two over the altar in the makeshift church and tied their hands behind their back as the two struggled and yelled protests to no avail "Just shut up and take your fucking" One of the Puff Ranger holding Calvin down said "When he;s done with you I'm going to ass a load or two my self. It's going to take days to fuck you back into compliance" Zeke and Tommy stepped up behind the law breakers, dropped their pants and moved their cocks to those unprotected neg holes. The HIV in their cocks and balls was no tame Angel Strain, but normal HIV. It was a deterrent after all. As long as these men stayed in compliance it would never progress Neither was gentle as they shoved in and their victims bellowed in pain “That’s right bitch, scream! I want this to hurt! I never want you to forget this moment! The things are trying to resurrect here are abhorrent! Fascisms? Racism? Misogyny? It has taken centuries for society to burry those things and you want to bring them back?” Tommy snarled as he forced his thick, eight inch, poz cock about halfway into what he realized was a virgin ass “We will rise up and return control of the world to White Men as God always intended! The other races will be subjugated and women will be put in their place!” the defrocked priest snarled through his pain “Wrong answer bitch!” Tommy growled as he rammed the rest of his cock in making Brother Alvin scream again Zeke was no gentler and he had two more inches of poz cock to work with than Tommy did He managed to get in balls deep on the first trust and immediately started brutally slam fucking the abusive fuck beneath him “You think it makes you a man to hit a women huh? You think it makes up for that little cock of yours? You were born to be another man’s cum dump and that’s what I am going to make you, you pathetic tiny cocked bully! How does feel being the weaker one now? Not so good? Maybe think about that next time you decide to his someone weaker than you” he snarled into Calvin’s face as he slid in and out fast. his huge balls slapping the much smaller balls of this bully boy “You know I have HIV and that I’m going to infect you with it. You studied the AIDS epidemic in history. It’s requited curriculum, so you know what it can do to you if you don’t stay in compliance after this. I enjoy pozzing stupid men like you, who open themselves up to it. I have pozzed more men than you can imagine and I’m going to add you to the list and there is not a damn thing you can do about it” Zeke said as he picked up the pace He looked up at Tommy across the altar from him and nodded, they drug that first fuck out making both of those neg holes raw. The torques would guarantee infection on the first load but they wanted to make these two bastards hurt Finally Zeke and Tommy came together timing it perfectly, filling those more than receptive neg asses with virus . The red torques beneath them briefly flashed green acknowledging the load and they both said “I claim you” taking total control of these two who thought they could tear down the world Tommy and Zeke had spent 1000 years building together *********************************************************************************************************** Next Chapter: Appropriate Punishments Let me know what you think! Scanbu

Been almost a year since I scored some T so of course I decided to write! As always, sorry for never finishing my previous stories. *The narrator has no name for now, can't think of anything. *Please do suggest / leave feedback I never thought it would come to this. From the mirror across the room I catch myself thrusting onto this recently graduated twink who will soon have his life changed forever. I’d be lying if I say that I don’t see myself in him. Like him, I was clean cut, preppy, & skinny. Like him, I was insecure and felt constricted with the way I lead my life. A decade that felt like a life time. Now, it was a different person in the reflection. The reflection told transformation. Starting from the top with my head ,a faded buzz cut and a septum piercing with some stubble. A chain necklace with a padlock encircled my neck. No longer was my collarbone visible like this twink, it hid under the dense shoulder that flowed onto my broad pecs. Both nipples are pierced, shining slightly among my bushy chest. Arms were thick in volume with both forearms and biceps contoured. I had my left arm locked over the twinks shoulder and the right one locked onto his hips, overpowering him from moving any further. I maintained a pace to not come quick. I like to build up the precum and slowly fill whoever’s ass I’m breeding. My round and firm butt cheeks protruded at every thrust I made. I’ve always had a bubble butt even before taking the gym seriously. It was one of the reasons why I ended up on this path, starting out as the ideal cumdump to slowly building my rank as an initiator. As for the rest of my body, I treated it equally since pumping iron is an important practice when you are a part of Samael’s Brotherhood. Another was to be branded, or in formal term, insignia imprinting. Behind my neck, a burnt scar of an inverted pentagram sized no bigger than a coin etched onto my skin. Below it, curved to encircle the pentagram was a tattoo in Latin that reads, Sanguis meus tibi. My blood is for you Further down, reaching the waist is a tramp stamp displaying a pair of scorpions pointing its sting to each other. Of course, the pièce de résistance is in the front, just below the navel. A standard biohazard tattoo. Both tattoo and branding are obligatory to have if you’re in the brotherhood. Still gazing into the mirror with the sight of me plowing this twink whose name I now remember as Brandon, I felt grateful for turning out this way. It was fate that I joined the brotherhood. If anything, I envy Brandon. To discover and appreciate the brotherhood for the first time again. There he was, bouncing on my 6 inch cock relentlessly with his wide glossy puppy eyes, close to being fully spun. He usually smokes but I chose to give a bootybump instead since the inhibition released is far more drastic than smoking. It sends you to a wild state of surrender that’s only necessary if one wants to be a part of the brotherhood. Brandon had clearly crossed that wild line, mumbling incoherently at times but still lucid. Every 8-10 minutes he would ask if I had come, begging for my potent load when the response was negative (hah). If he wasn’t asking or begging, he would be moaning in deep heavy breaths that would drive me closer to reaching the point of no return. Hence why I try to control my pace. We were both drenched in sweat thanks to the T. It had been more than an hour since I started plowing him. Neither of us were tired in the slightest as we were in sync. Brandon’s slender smooth figure made the fuck effortless as I barely felt any of his weight. I still had my arms locked around him with my head right behind his, whispering how well he was doing and how lucky he was that it was my seed. Even after an hour, his ass was still tight. Clearly a good sign that this is where he belongs. This was also the first time I’ve met Brandon. He’s the 3rd member I’ve initiated and was vetted before hand by the newer members. At 24, he’s now the youngest after me to have joined the brotherhood. Once it’s official, with Brandon we would be 52 brothers. It was 28 when I joined 10 years ago. Expanding isn’t a priority as Samael had founded the Brotherhood as a way for nihilistic gay men that share certain interests to bond for life. Most of the time, one does not seek the brotherhood, rather it seeks you. The first time I was introduced to the brotherhood, I was spun at a bath house taking loads while I was still on prep. I was bout to get my 13th load. My breeder started to speak midway. He was impressed with my ass, kneading it with both hands and gripping onto my waist. He then asked if I thought it was necessary to continue taking prep. How did he even know I was on it? I didn’t say anything. “Do you know how liberating it is? To be connected in a sick twisted way with pleasure being the sole purpose?” I was lucky to have Samael himself make the proposition. At 6’2, he was fit and lean yet his veins popped out and his face looked hollow at certain angles. He looked good at 50 whereas I was 5’10, lanky and just turned 26. It was from him that I learnt to take my time when it comes to breeding. Samael took his time to explain to me in detail of the brotherhood. Somehow, his words mixed with the effect of the T convinced me to seek out further. The timing too couldn’t be better as I was the last few members that were initiated through a gangbang. I still remember that night. I had been strapped onto a fuck bench for the entire night in a leather jock. I was taking my 17th charged load. I had been off Prep for 2 months. My forehead was dropping bullets of sweat, obviously spun from my first booty bump. Samael approached to kneel and craddle my head to tell me how proud he was that I was committing myself to it. I could only nod in my inebriated state as I hear my breeder moaned for the 3rd time before collapsing his weight on me to ask if I felt his warm toxic babies. I was in ecstasy by what was said because despite being incapable of speech, I truly did feel the warmth of his load jetting into me, rope by rope. The sensation had put me on a different dimension. There was also another breeder who was telling me how being poz is starting a new life and that I wouldn’t miss my neg days, how he hopes that its his load that’s going to seal the deal. Even with my limp dick, he successfully jacked me off to feed my supposed last neg load. I don’t remember everything from that night in detail but the highlights are definitely ingrained in my memory. I got branded the same week and booked the tattoo appointment the day the results came out. Although it seems hedonistic, there is a guide or fundamental tenets as Samael puts it. Out of 10, one of them was the importance of physical exercise. It took me a while to get used to the gym but the more I went, the better I felt. It was also good for cruising. I’d get loaded up in the shower when it wasn’t busy or blow some DL guys in the parking lot. A side effect of joining the brotherhood, which I see as a good thing is how raunchier I became. Before, I would cruise in the forest but never in the gym. Now, even in the washrooms I would linger and wait. Something bout sucking cocks that have an after taste of piss turned me on. When one of my brothers and I gym together, we would lick each others pit off to savour the sweat before fucking in the shower together. I became piggier and less inhibited, even while sober. My brothers tell me to embrace this newfound tendency and to never be ashamed. With Brandon, I wasn’t sure how he was. He had already smoked T when I found him on all four. I started to rim him first to gage how sensitive he was. Apart from the low exhalations, he seemed to be someone who’s in control. I took the liberty to ask him yes/no questions while he was sucking my cock. So far he does have a pig side to him that you wouldn’t tell. He nodded ok to piss, ok to pits, sweat, the usuals. To truly test how far he can go, I made him a booty bump after he was done sucking. That was when the party had actually started. Back to how we were still fucking doggie style and Brandon’s out of his mind, I proceeded to ask him why he wants to join the brotherhood…

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!

I (and others) have speculated here that the current Supreme Court is hostile to the same-sex marriage right recognized in the Obergefell case, and more specifically, I've pointed out that the Court doesn't have to outright overturn Obergefell to render much of it meaningless. We got a hint of that this week in an unrelated case, Department of State v. Munoz. In Munoz, the Court held that while Munoz (a female American citizen) has a right to be married to her spouse, an El Salvadoran named Luis Ascensio-Cordero, that does not give her the right to live with him in the United States if the State Department refuses to give him a visa to enter the country. Moreover, the State Department wouldn't even provide a reason to the couple as to why he was ineligible for a visa. And of course, if you don't know WHY the visa was declined, it's a lot harder to challenge the refusal in court; in fact, under ordinary circumstances, the decisions of an executive official to grant or deny a visa is final and unreviewable in court. In essence, the Court applied a precedent known as Gluckberg, which protects citizens from infringements on their fundamental liberties when that liberty is not explicitly spelled out (as, for example, the right to freedom of speech is). Under the Gluckberg test, the person must assert a specific fundamental liberty interest, and then demonstrate that said interest is "deeply rooted in this nation's history." Here, the Court said that the liberty interest being asserted was not marriage per se, but "the right of a citizen to have her non-citizen spouse enter and remain in the United States" - and that, the Court held, was not a liberty deeply rooted in history. So: let's say a president is elected who's hostile to gay rights, and appoints a Secretary of State who, in turn, directs his visa-granting officials to reject applicants who are same-sex spouses of citizens. That decision is unreviewable unless a fundamental liberty interest is involved, and this Court has just told us that there's no fundamental liberty interest involved in a non-citizen spouse being admitted to live in the US because it's not deeply rooted in history. Certainly, in that case, same-sex marriage (which has only been a thing for less than a dozen years, under the federal government) is not deeply rooted in our history either. Then - imagine all the other ways in which marriage ordinarily grants certain rights and privileges and liberties - and imagine for how many of them this Court could say "Well, extending THOSE to same-sex couples isn't rooted in our history, even if we have to let them marry; same-sex couples aren't entitled to X or Y or Z" and see how quickly same-sex marriage is gutted even without repealing it, much as how Roe was hollowed out long before it was actually overturned.

Tommo grabbed Dave's hair and pulled him away from his face. He could only grin as he looked at the young lad's face. He was lost in horniness. Niall spoke up, "Time for another round of this I'd say" he said handing the lighter and pipe to Dave. "Take another few hits there man". Like a good apprentice Dave followed the instruction taking three big hits. The tingling ran all through his body and he was feeling so horny. He passed the pipe to Tommo and, without thinking starting reaching down into his boxers to wank himself off. Tommo didn't bother taking a hit, he was more interested in what the young lad in front of him was at, "Ha, good idea there, what you reckon Niall?" Niall smiled at Tommo and both men stood and removed their underwear revealing two semi swollen cocks that were only getting bigger. The young apprentice couldn't believe what was going on. At the back of his mind this seemed wierd to say the least but the alcohol and drugs had lowered his inhibitions to the point that he simply didn't care. He was horny, his buddies were horny. Niall's cock was lovely, natural even, uncut nice girth, about 7.5inches (same as me, he thought), nice bush of pubes. Tommo's was longer he noticed. 8 or 9 inches he guessed, slimmer than his own and Niall's but cut and completely devoid of hair. Dave was rejoined by both men on the couch as they started wanking and chatting as if this was the most natural thing in the world. Tommo sat on Dave's right, placing his left arm behind the younger lad's head while slowly stroking his meat with his right. "Everything alright there lad?" He asked, noticing a slightly crest fallen Dave still with his hand inside his own boxers. "Fuck sake, can't seem to get properly hard", the apprentice blurted out. "Ah", Niall began, "that can happen with T lad, gives ya the mood but not the horn. Don't stress bud, give it time, relax, we can help sort ya" he finished his reassurance with one of his trademark winks that got Dave flustered. "I've an idea" Niall said, grabbing Dave by the hand and leading him out of the sitting room. The 19 year old followed his mentor into a guest bathroom. "Sometimes a good shower helps, ya know just clean yourself down and out" Niall explained to his apprentice who was only half comprehending what he was hearing. "Lose the boxers and step in there" said Niall, in strange, half commanding tone Dave recognised from work. He did as instructed, followed by Niall who switched on the shower and toyed with the temperature. Still in the fog of T, Dave was puzzled, the nozzle was an odd one he'd not seen before, "that some fancy yoke?" he asked. Niall just laughed to himself, "No lad, it's not for your head, it's for your ass". Dave seemed to sober up quickly hearing this, "what?!". "Don't worry kid, it won't hurt. It'll help clear ya out a bit. I did it earlier myself, so did Tom when he freshened up earlier". Niall explained to Dave about how the nozzle would spray water into him, how to hold it and sit over the toilet to realease. Dave was dubious, he felt like he should go, but Niall was so calm and matter of fact, besides, as Niall had explained, the clearout apparently helped with getting hard. For the next while Niall helped guide Dave through the process, eventually proving successful with a stream of clear water flowing from the younger lad. "Well, how do ya feel?" Niall asked the teen, "Good yeah, think it worked, feels like I'm sobered up a bit." said Dave, rubbing his hole, not quite believing what he had just done. "Ha, yeah kid, it's a life saver" Niall responded as he changed the shower head, "c'mon, we both need a rinse after that" motioning Dave to join him in the shower. The shower seemed to relax both men, they chatted as they washed, the occasional friendly grab or slap of an ass cheek. Just like the showers after training or a match Dave thought to himself. As they dried off Dave felt refreshed, it was as if he'd just woken from a great sleep. When they returned to the sitting room the two found Tommo had switched the TV to porn. On screen, two muscle bears were spit-roasting a cute blonde who's tits were bouncing around. Dave was mesmerised. "Fuck sake, I thought you two were gone out for the night" joked Tommo, "right" he continued, "I'm gonna have a quick refresh myself" passing the other two for a shower. It wasn't long before Tommo came back to find Naill and Dave chatting as porn still played in the background. "Fuck lads, things are dying here, better change it" he declared as he refilled the pipe and lit it up. For the next few minutes the lads took turns taking hits, shotgunning and having a laugh. "How long since we had the cans?" Niall asked, "a few hours" responded Tom with a knowing smile. With that Niall went to the fridge, took out a bottle of coke, a jar of clear liquid and a syringe. Dave watched as Niall put an amount of the clear liquid into a glass for each and filled them with coke. "Here, down this, it's fantastic with the T" Niall explained as Dave took the glass and along with the other two men downed it in one. "Fuck that's rotten" the young man said. Tommo quickly took a hit from the pipe and pulled Dave in for a shot gun before once again slipping in his tongue. Dave was feeling very relaxed and loving the feeling of Tommo's stubble against him. He was loving how good this felt as Tom slowly led him onto the floor with Dave lying on top. As they kissed slowly, both enjoying each other, Dave felt Niall's hands massage his calves. He was loving it as hands slowly but surely made their way to his ass cheeks. He was so horny, he could feel Tommo's boner growing underneath him, when suddenly he was shocked back to reality. His cheeks were spread and a tounge was licking his hole.

You nailed my husband. I knew him for six months before we hooked-up; I had no idea what a dirty slut he was nor did I know how thoroughly uninhibited he was before that. I already knew he was a warm and interesting person; I also knew his body would rival any on a fitness magazine from seeing him clothed for six months. When he surprised me by propositioning me and then surprised me in ways I’d never contemplated I was completely his; heart and soul. Fortunately for me the love-strike that bowled me over went both ways; he said he’d expected a “reasonably competent fuck” and nothing more but got “so much more that it hit {him} like a lightning bolt.” It’s only ever happened once; but @Blkmuscbreeder and I twinned in that preference.

I’m currently on holiday in Gran Canaria and only discovered the sex clubs till now! I visited one late last night when my friends were asleep. The minute I walked in I could smell sex in the air, I quickly undressed and entered the dark labyrinth and saw about 6 guys fucking two hot bottoms. I walked past and felt the one bottom’s ass and it was so wet, I had to slide in and feel it! I ended up fucking him with 3 other guys, then moved on to another areas where a short Latin guy came up to me, starting sucking me then turned around and guided my cock into his beautiful peachy ass. I was in heaven, fucked his wet ass and could feel previous loads leaking out, which drove me over the edge and I came deep inside him. I don’t do drugs, but all the sex and sexual male energy gave me such a high that I was a walking hardon! All I wanted to do was fuck like an animal. I fucked about 5 guys and the last one was part of a couple; the bttm was a tall blonde muscle guy, his bf the opposite with dark hair, the blonde was on his back, his big legs open for guys to just fuck him. It was so hot watching this big guy spreading his legs with his wet hole available for anyone, his bf pulled me closer and asked me if I want to breed his bf. I said yes, he then lead my cock to his hole and I slid in, it was so wet and warm and loose! I couldn’t believe how great it felt fucking this man. The three of us kissed insatiably then suddenly his bf pulled my cock out and said to the darker bf he needs to feel my cock! Before I knew it, the darker one put himself between us and just took my cock into his wet hole. It was so horny and carnal, fucking him deep then he asked me to cum…. I came deep in him, he pulled me out and put my wet cock into his bf’s hole. He then squated over the bf and he fed him my load. I was on such a sex high, the first ever feeling of this kind in my life! What have I been missing out! When I’m back in London, I will be looking into the sex club scene - any tips guys?

1. The standard for a court finding the defaming a public figure is much harder to meet than for an ordinary person. 2. Not everyone who is actually defamed feels the need to rush to court and file suit to defend his reputation, especially from a crackpot nutcase like RFK Jr. 3. Defamation requires making a false statement about someone, and opinions are, by definition, neither true nor false. I could say "X person, in my opinion, is a traitor who deserves to be shot" and that, being my opinion, is completely un-actionable. If I said "X person stole $100,000 from me" and he did not, in fact, steal that from me, that WOULD be actionable.

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!

EPILOGUE I broke up with Jake as soon as he returned. I didn’t tell him why, and didn’t confront him about the investigator he had hired. It was enough that I was embarking on this path for myself, I didn’t need to make things any messier with him than was necessary. I hoped we could remain friends. I got sick a few weeks later, and was never as happy to nurse a flu as I was with that one. A week after that, I was cruising online and saw a photo on a profile that looked familiar. As I clicked on it, I knew I recognized the tattoos and the body of the man in the picture - it was the PI! I looked at his profile, and saw that he was really into fantasy and role play, loved detailed scenes. I hadn't taken him for that type of guy. I chatted him up. Me: Hey. Those tats are familiar - saw them between my legs a few weeks ago. Just now getting over that nasty flu. Him: Sweet, buddy. How’s the boyfriend? Me: Oh, I broke it off with him. I knew I needed something else. I didn’t tell him about our encounter, or even that I knew he had hired you. Him: Oh good thinking, because he would have been very confused. My: Confused? Why? Him: Because he has no idea who I am. He never hired me. I just saw you online at all the same sites I like to go to. I'm a bit of a hacker, you see, and I knew what you needed more than you knew yourself. So I made it happen. I fulfilled every one of your fantasies, Joey. END

“Joey, I know there’s another site you have been visiting more and more lately. I know what’s in your heart right now. And I want to show you something.” He lifted up his tshirt. Fuck, how had I still not noticed he was wearing a shirt? That cock was doing so much for me I didn’t realize it was still on. As he pulled the hem of his shirt higher, some ink emerged on his stomach. As he raised it slowly, I started to make it out. The familiar biohazard tattoo was revealed before my eyes on the sexiest man I’d ever seen, and his bare cock was buried deep in my ass. My hole involuntarily twitched and I felt him throb inside me. He continued to raise his shirt, revealing a scorpion tattoo on his right pec. He must have seen the flash of fear in my eyes, even while I was unable to take my eyes off the ink on his incredible body. “Tell me what you want, Joey.” I didn't think, I simply reacted. I reached down and placed my hand on his stomach. I traced the outline of the biohazard tattoo. I caressed it, my dick leaked on my belly as I studied its form, and recognized the consequences of what I was about to do. I looked over at the mirror, and saw myself with my legs spread, a beefy hunk between them, fucking me in the bed I share with my lover. I looked in my own eyes, and I recognized the hunger, the need. I knew there was no fighting it. I didn’t want to fight it. In that moment, I knew. I knew it was who I was. Who I am. “I want you to breed me. I want you to fuck my ass with your bare dick until you shoot your toxic load into my guts. I hope my ass is so wrecked from what you’ve done to me so far that your disease immediately seeps into my system and converts me. I want you to POZ me. PLEASE POZ ME!!” And with that, he pulled almost all the way out and then thrust back in violently, making me scream with pain and pleasure. I was grabbing at his ass, pulling him as deeply into me as I could, so insane with lust. My hand never left his belly, as I stroked and gave his tattoo the special place in this moment that it deserved. I touched it, stroked it, brought my fingers to my lips and kissed them before placing them back on his tattoo. My fetish. My fantasy. Now my reality. I wanted nothing more than to feel him shoot his cum inside me so deep, for it to invade every cell in my body. I wanted him to be in me, forever. He pounded and grunted and fucked me like I’ve never been fucked before, until he told me he was ready to shoot. “Please. PLEASE! Shoot it in me. Give me your cum. Give me your disease! I want you to infect me! I want you to change me, to impact the rest of my life.” I squeezed my hole for all it was worth, desperately needing to milk his death seed, to feel the transfer of the bug from his body to mine. And with that, I felt a warmth spread inside me, deeper than it ever had with Jake. Physically deeper, yes. But also a knowledge that something had fundamentally changed for me. I had finally realized the fantasy I had held for so long. And in that moment, it was clear to me that I was a new man, one who could finally follow his dreams and be honest about his true nature. The man unloading ropes and ropes of toxic seed into my bowels was altering my life forever. And I loved him for it. I would never be the same.

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?

It was a slow Tuesday night at the Hollywood adult theater in Lake City. Just a handful of guys, none of whom wanted to stick their dick in my mouth. That was unfortunate. I really wanted to take a lovely prick in my mouth, nurse to a full erection and enjoy the taste of semen filling my mouth. I love sucking dick and I'm good at it. Too bad the closet cases and "straight" guys infesting the theater wouldn't let me show them a good time. I was sitting in the gay room alone, idly stroking my cock and watching a pretty boy take a rough raw fucking from a big dicked black guy. I envied the kid. I didn't have the guts to bareback and take loads like I really wanted to. I'd only had two raw cocks cream my ass, and that was only because I was really drunk. Both times I'd been anxious for months afterwards, until I tested negative. That didn't stop me from jerking off remembering the feel of a bare cock in me, the intensely arousing knowledge that the cock was spewing cum in my ass, the feel of it oozing out of my butt and the taste of it when I wiped it off with my fingers and licked them clean. Ah well, I hadn't been drinking that Tuesday night and would content myself to sucking and swallowing. Now, if some faggot would just allow me do that. The door to the theater slammed and few minutes later a middle-aged white guy walked in the room and looked around a bit and left. Figures, goes directly to the gay room, sees a queer with his cock out and leaves. Oh, well. Not long after that the guy came back and looked at me. He stepped directly in front of me, unzipped and took his cock out. I took my glasses off and licked my lips and he stepped forward and stuck his very nice uncut, soft dick in my mouth. At last, a fag who knows what he wants! I lovingly worshipped his prick. I love uncut cocks, especially when they're soft as they slide in my mouth. I love slipping my tongue under the foreskin and licking the head, enjoying the distinct tastes uncut guys get when they aren't too scrupulous about washing. Before long I had him fully hard, a lovely seven inches of moderately thick meat. Unfortunately he pulled out and walked away, stroking his length. Ah, shit! Tease me and walk off. Just my luck. I had just about just about decided to jerk off to the video when the guy came back and stuck his dick in my mouth again. I nursed him again and was starting to taste precum when he pulled out and sat down next to me. He turned his head to me and leaned forward. I did the same and he kissed me aggressively. I returned the kiss eagerly. I love making out with tops when they're as good at it as this guy was. He murmured in my ear "I want fuck you your ass." "Mmm, that would fun. What's your HIV status?" "I'm negative, tested last week." "Great. Use a condom." "Absolutely." He stood up, took a condom out of his pocket and rolled it on his cock. I checked and it was lubed. I stood up and assumed the position, bent over a chair back. "Let me open you up a little." A lubed finger slid in me and worked my ass, then another. He was a little rough and it hurt a little. He rubbed a thick lube in me and got me ready. Fingers pulled out, I felt the condom covered dick rub my asshole and shoved in hard. He was a hard, fast fuck, pounding my ass relentlessly. I was in heaven. He must have screwed me for 15 or 20 minutes. Finally, he humped in hard and held. "Breeding you, bitch! Knocking you up!" Those words puzzled me, no man had ever said that when he fucked me. Whatever, it was a great fuck. My ass was thoroughly reamed out. He pulled out of me and I sat down. He had pulled tissues out and was pulling the condom off his cock. I motioned to him and he stuck his wet cock in my mouth. I carefully licked and sucked him clean, enjoying the taste. Odd though, there was a tangy, greasy edge to it that I'd never tasted before. He leaned down and kissed me, smiling. "Thanks for a great fuck. Welcome to the club." He wrapped the condom with a tissue, dropped them in a nearby trash can and left. I sat with a pleasantly sore ass, puzzling over his last remark. Surely he could tell I had had dicks in my ass before. One of the guys who had watched me get fucked sat down and took my dick in his hands. Mmm, good. I'd love a blowjob or handjob while enjoying that freshly fucked feeling. We made out while we played with each other's cock. He was was large and hard and oozing precum. After a few minutes he broke off and whispered to me. "Do you know that guy?" "No, never saw him before. Why?" Do you know your HIV status? He's poz." The bottom dropped out of my stomach. He had lied to me. Never the less I responded "I'm neg, but that's ok, he used a condom." "Are you sure?" "Yeah, I saw him put it on, felt it when he was in my ass and saw him take it off and throw it in that trash can" pointing to the receptacle in which I had seen the top drop the condom and tissues. The guy reached over and gingerly fished out the tissues and condom, handed the wad of crumpled tissues to me saying simply "Check it." I unwrapped the tissues and looked. The condom was broken and bunched up. I felt the condom and felt what I thought was vaseline, then stood up and looked at the seat of the chair. There was a puddle there. I wiped some up and sniffed. Semen. The guy had doctored the rubber and shot a poz load in my ass. "Fuck. He shot in my ass." "Yeah. I thought as much. He's famous for stealthing guys." "How do you know he's poz?" "He told me. I'm poz too. He's fucked me before. I wish I'd had a chance to tell you. When he fingered your ass did it hurt?" "Yeah, it did. Usually I open really easy, with no pain. His nails were probably a little too long." "That was no accident. He was prepping you for his load. Scratching your asshole and rectum so you'd bleed and be more likely to get infected. I'm sorry, but my guess is that the virus is already in your bloodstream." "What can I do?" "Not much. Stock up on soup and electrolyte drinks. If you get the flu in the next few weeks it means you're infected. Go get tested later." I was sick to my stomach. I'd just been infected with HIV. My dick, however, was rock hard for the first time that evening. The guy next to me stroked my cock. "Odd reaction to getting stealthed." I was breathing hard. I realized that taking a poz load and almost surely getting infected had turned me on more than I'd been in ages. The hand on my cock felt great and I was about to shoot. I kissed the guy next to me and whispered to him "Fuck me and shoot another load of poz cum in me." My cock erupted when I said that. I really meant it. I was free. N o need to use condoms ever again or refuse any man's cock and cum. I was infected with HIV and didn't care if I got other diseases. "I'm really turned on watching you getting fucked and infected. I'd love to fuck your sloppy hole and make it a sure thing. Are you sure?" He held his hand to my mouth and I licked my last neg load from his fingers. I stood up, bent down, and licked the puddle of cum off the seat and tasted semen, assjuice and the coppery taste of blood. Infected, for sure. "Yes, do it. Make sure I'm knocked up." I bent over the back of the chair, reached back and spread my ass cheeks. The oozing head of his infected cock rubbed my asshole and he shoved in hard. My cock was rigid again, although usually it took a while to recover. I was so turned on knowing I had a dirty cock in me and was about to knowingly take dirty cum. He rammed his dick in me, fucking me as hard as the other guy had done earlier. I was in heaven, free at last to glory in pure faggot sex with no worries about anything but pleasing the cock in my ass. He hammered in and shuddered. I could feel his cock jerk and twitch and felt warm wetness in my guts. He moaned in my ear. "Pozzing your ass faggot! Fuckin' infecting you!" My cock twitched and I squirted my soon-to-be dirty cum onto the floor. One of the guys watching bent down and licked it up. My cock stayed hard. The guy rose from the floor, pulled a chair in front of me and bent over it. I stepped up and slid my newly infected cock in his ass. I wonder if he'd heard what the second poz guy had said to me and wondered if he cared. The guy was wet and I'd seen cum oozing out of him. I reveled in the feel of his slick asshole and the knowledge that my cock was bathed in strange cum. In spite of having shot two loads in a few minutes I emptied my balls in him quickly. I stayed in, enjoying the feel of his tight butt on my hard cock. Something nuzzled my well used asshole. I looked around and saw the first guy who'd fucked poz cum into me. He slid into my ass and whispered in my ear "How does it feel to be Another Infected Dicksucker, Son?"

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

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I love having sex in nature there is alot of hiking and bike trails around perfect for naked hiking or bike riding. I've walked and biked those trails naked alot over years and have had some great fucks. Love when I'm bent over getting fucked then another guy appears and shoves his cock in my mouth waiting for the other guy to cum in my ass.

Mostly I have refused but earlier this week I made an exception. And I am far from regretting it. I was with the sweetest 21 yr old. Actually my French fuck buddy and I were having a lovely threesome with him. It was such hot intense sex. My buddy left to get some water and the kid and I were deep throat 69ing. I suggested he likely wasn't interested but I'd love for him to fuck me. Lovely 6.5" curved cock. He surprised me and from the look on his face himself by saying, "I actually think I would like to very much." He then proceeded to suit up. I expected his penetration to burn, but neither it nor the great missionary fuck did. I wanted to watch his sweet face. When he pulled out to take a break he pulled the condom off. We cuddled and kissed for a bit and soon were both ready for round 2. He picked up the stretched condom and put it back down. I assured him my last test was good, he said his was as well and pushed on in raw. Fucking amazing!. It was clear we both were enjoying this so much more. Unlike with the condom I got so hard and was soon shooting all over my chest and face. The look on his face was priceless. I always have such an intense orgasm and love cumming while being fucked. He pulled out, jerked off, and sprayed first the right side of my torso, then the left, and then my face. I felt bad for my fuck buddy that I ended up hogging the kids attention, but he assured me he'd loved watching us fuck and ended up cumming himself. He'd never done this before. Take away for me. If they are most comfortable starting with a condom remember 'it's not over 'til the cock orgasms' and a lot can happen before that great climax. Don't misunderstand. I still want it raw from the get go. And I prefer his cum unload deep in my ass.

As a top I'm mostly basing my opinions on bottoms. I have been at this for a lot of years so have met a lot of different personality types. The overwhelming majority I have got along with just fine, at least for the purpose of sex. A few, not at all. I like masculine acting bottoms because well they are kind of what man to man sex is all about. Fem guys are also a big turn on for me, man sex with a feminine twist. Some bottoms are kind of alpha about it which I don't mind as long as they don't get too pushy and most of them are great pieces of ass. Laid back easy going guys are good, the kind who prefers the top to take the lead while they take pleasure in just getting bred. Some bottoms can be real assholes, psychologically speaking, pun not really intended but it works so I'll go with it. Some tend to take the "fag persona" to extremes. Some are "size queens" and can be vocal about it, acting like they are doing you a favor by allowing you to fuck their very special (in their own minds) pussies which are usually only given to real studs with 12 inches or more. I'm above average but I'm not John Holmes so I usually get dressed and tell them they can fuck themselves as I leave. I hooked up with some jerk one time and we went to his place to fuck. We were getting undressed and everything was OK until he spotted my wedding band. "Are you married?" he asks. Yes, I say. "I suppose you are one of those bisexuals" he says with a condescending attitude. I asked what the problem was with that. He said bisexuals were not really into gay sex and usually weren't very good at it because they were just frustrated straights whose wives weren't putting out at home. I didn't bother telling him that I had fucked my rather attractive wife silly the night before and she had sent me out the door to work that morning with a BJ. I got dressed and left, rather pissed at his attitude. I called a fuck buddy and we met for a quickie before I went home. No complaints from him. I used to see the jerk at a local cruising area. I used to get a lot of action there, several of the men I had bred before. The Jerk never seemed to get any action, mostly just walked around by himself in the bushes watching other guys fuck.

From grades 7--12 I sucked teammates and neighbors who were ostensibly straight. Throughout history, youths want discoveries, new experiences, pleasures, enjoyment, stimulation... Throughout history youths have experimented with each other and with adults to gain pleasure. So boys who are not homoromantic but are loaded with hormones and are lusty have readily experimented, or played with, similar-age boys and/or with much-younger boys, whether for minutes, a weekend, a Summer, or a few years... ruled by hormones and addiction to arousal and orgasms.

There's lots of ways to tell. AI images leap out at me for their inauthenticity (for now). There's a bunch of tells depending on the AI system producing the image, neutrality of expression, eyes missing aliveness, skin/hair too regular and perfect, wrong textures, missing any text/nonsense text, nonsense tattoos, physics errors (E.g. douche attendant above has no reflection in the mirror behind him - not a vampire), too handsome/homogenized good looks, missing arms/legs/bodyparts, abnormal symmetry, anatomical improbabilities and impossibilities, mythical creature/animal hybridization, multiple subjects too similar/obvious micro-variations of two models, duplicate body parts, uncanny resemblances to famous people, airbrushed look, etc. etc. The better AI image systems can turn out very realistic looking people - mostly. For a fair sample across the spectrum from the obviously fantastical to the harder to spot, take a look at mengen.bdsmlr.com.

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.

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.

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More stories are coming soon, and had the flu like symptoms yesterday and had a low grade fever. Might need to get tested soon to see if I have converted and may be finally be knocked up? I got 3 more loads from a couple patients and a a fellow male nurse. Story to come soon.

Growing up Alan had always thought his little brother Ben was queer. In what he thought was a generous move he didn’t beat the snot out of the little fairy once he figured it all out. He even kept loving him. Alan thought he was very open minded Their parents seemed to pick up on it too. Ben spent a lot of time in the church counselor's office being told about how God hated gays, for some reason. He was “encouraged” to play sports and his parents refused to let him join things like band or the drama club. He was required to sing in the church choir and was the only person under 30 in it. His mom and dad made him attend every service though Alan was allowed to stop going at 15 “because it was boring” His dad used it as an excuse to stop going as well. Soon it got to the point where even his mom would just drop Ben off, at eight years old, then go to the mall or “some other activities" By the time Alan was 16 both his parents were using the time to have affairs. Alan had two half sisters he knew about from two different women as well as three others his dad had had flings with, who said they had “taken steps” rather than have another kid. Alan guessed he learned to wrap it after that His mom made a two day “shopping trip” to the city but Alan had seen pamphlets for a “planned parenthood” clinic there. Did I mention that both Alan’s parents were staunchly anti-abortion? Go figure These two “pillars of morality” were so concerned that their son might think other boys were cute that they made his life hell “For his own good”. Alan had been a bully and was constantly in trouble at school while Ben never had an issue and got perfect grades. Alan could not remember a day after Ben had turned seven that his parents had not told their younger son “You should be more like your brother” Far from resenting Alan, little Ben had worshiped his big brother almost from the cradle and in those early years Alan had taken care of the toddler more than his mother did. As they grew older it had turned into hero worship. Alan’s bullying never extended to Ben. In fact he would defend his little brother from any harm, threatening several boys Ben’s age who called him a “fag” Alan had never moved out of his parent's house until he had moved in with Warren after the study. To be honest he had trouble keeping a job and the free room and board was helpful When he went out drinking it was always Ben who took care of him the next morning. “He probably just likes seeing me passed out in my underwear” Alan thought when he woke up to find his teenage brother waiting with a sports drink and painkillers. The boy would then jump up and make him breakfast while he showered. He would catch Ben staring at him with “that look” now and then, especially when he was telling a story about how he had busted someone’s mailbox with a bat or when his attitude had gotten him in trouble at work. Ben clearly liked it when Alan as a “bad boy” as his mother fondly called him “Don't be a queer” Alan would tell him when he caught “the look” and Ben would look away trying to hide the embarrassment and hurt The years of “counseling” and mental abuse from his parents had done their work though. As Ben approached his 18th birthday he was the model of a perfect Christian straight boy. He was six foot tall, his hair was blonder than Alan’s but his eyes were the exact same green. His slim frame was well muscled from almost daily workouts and while his features had a more delicate cast to them he was every bit as handsome as Alan “Rolf is going to work wonders with him” Outer thought as he watched their little brother working behind the counter in a local pizza restaurant His cow of a girlfriend, Bertha was the manager. She was older than Alan and “big boned” was the most charitable way to describe her. She just happened to be the daughter of the church counselor and she treated Ben like shit. It was like someone had told her about every one of his weak points and she used them to belittled him. They were engaged and supposes to get married some time next yer Even Inner Ala hated her, His brother could do better than this loud mouthed bitch “Go take your fag brother’s order, The law says we have to serve his kind” She said knowing Alan would hear her. Ben came over as she went into the back they rose and hugged him “It’s good to see you little brother” Outer said as they sat back down “How can you stand that sow?” he asked in a low voice This was how Alan had referred to her since she and Ben’s first date so it was nothing new Ben forced a laugh “She’s not that bad. I’m lucky to have her. She wants to move up the wedding date so she can start having kids” he said though it sounded like rehearsed lines “Mom and Dad are still in shock that you are gay! No one had a clue till that party. They say you are going to hell and so does Bertha and her dad” Ben said “They even talked about having you kidnapped and put into “Therapy” but it’s all just bluster to make them feel better. They know the state banned that kind of thing years ago” he went on though there was in injured look in his eyes Alan remembered the “Special summer camps” his brother had been sent to every year till he was 14 when the state had shut them down “What are you doing for your 18the birthday tomorrow?” Outer asked “I got no plans. I don’t think Mom and Dad even know it’s tomorrow and Bertha can't be bothered” he said “I had to schedule vacation time to get the day off. I have never had to work on a Wednesday since I started here but she changed the schedule the day after I reminded her it was my birthday” Ben replied “Be ready at 8 am. I am taking you to Wet Willy Water Park, We can stay at the Motor Lodge and come back the morning after. Pack your bathing suit and some decent clothes for dinner” Outer told him “Mon and Dad will freak if I go with you! I am not supposed to be talking to you now as it is. What if they throw me out?” Ben said and there was real fear in his voice “Little brother, as of tomorrow you can tell Mom and Dad to go fuck themselves. You will be an adult and they can’t tell you what to do anymore." )8534 told him "Also you are moving in with Warren and I. We only have seven empty bedrooms but I think we can find a place for you. If I have my way those two abusive hypocrites will never get within a mile of you again.” Outer said angrily “ I always protected you from the people outside our house when I should have been protecting you from them as well. I just hope someday you forgive me for not being the big brother you needed” Outer said with so much heartfelt emotion Inner was surprised He was also surprised that they were in total agreement. They would protect Ben from anyone ‘Even Warren?” Inner asked “Even Warren, though on this issue I think you will find you misjudge him” Outer thought back “Really?” Ben asked “I move in with you guys?” he sounded hopeful, even eager to get away from his parents “I have already talked to Warren about it and a room with its own bath is waiting for you. I promise you will always taken care of you” Outer said again surprising Inner “Awwww the little queer is going to go live with the two rich fags” Bertha said, She had walked up behind them while they talked “Just think what everyone in the church will think! You need to get down on your knees and pray that God will fix you like he fixed Ben here, Alan!” “I’m calling your parents and my father if you don’t show up at his office for another counseling session first thing in the morning and I will check! First thing!” and she marched back behind the counter glaring at them, They both knew she would have already been on the phone if everyone in town didn’t know that “Mom and Dad” turned their phones off every Tuesday afternoon when they went to see their current flings. They both snuck home some time in the middle of the day on Wednesdays and acted like nothing had happened as the neighbors turned a blind eye. It would be to late by the time they checked their messages Outer had an idea “Since you are home alone tonight why don’t you pack your things? We can drop them off at the estate on our way out of town” he said grinning at Bertha as she ground her teeth knowing there was not a thing she could do. No one knew who the latest flings were “You are really sure I can move in with you?” Ben whispered almost in wonder “I’d take you home tonight if you were not still a minor today” Outer said smiling warmly Inner was conflicted that night. He didn't pay the slightest bit of attention as Warren fucked his body while his body fucked Freddy. For once Outer did not force him to pay attention Did he really want his brother, who he now realized was probably the best person he knew, to live a life of misery married to Bertha? He knew she would pump put children to keep him tied down and control him. Was it worth it just to convince the world he was straight? The alternative was for him to end up a slut like Freddy though. Pozzed and serving Warren’s lust, Dragged down into a life of perversion and depravity… his thoughts went round and round all night The next morning right at 8 am Outer pulled up in front of the house Alan had grown up in, The front door opened and Ben stepped out, He had a duffle bag over his shoulder and carried a box which he set on the front step and went back inside for another. Outer walked up and said “Happy birthday little brother” as he picked up the first box and they put them in the trunk “Why so little?” Outer asked as they fastened their seat belts “I only took things I paid for. I even left my laptop. I reset it to factory settings and deleted all the files after I sent what I needed to the cloud. Good thing I have been buying my own clothes for the past year and I pay for my own phone. I did take my birth certificate and other personal documents though” “Smart thinking” Outer complimented him. After a brief stop at the estate they were on the road and by 10 am they were checked in to the Motor Lodge and at the front gates of the water park. In the locker room they changed into swim trunks. Outer’s left very little to the imagination and as they romped through the park he caught Ben checking his bulge out and smiled They were thoroughly waterlogged by 2 and headed back to their hotel grabbing lunch on the way Outer took his shower first and then while Ben took his turn he slipped into a pair of underwear. The same cut and brand Alan used to wear when he would pass out drunk. The difference was that he was fully awake as he lay on the bed and he was rubbing his bulge gently when his brother came through the food drying his hair Ben stopped, eyes wide and mouth open “You going to come get your birthday gift?” Outer said in a low sexy voice. “It’s right here” He said squeezing the bulge and running a finger down the length as a wet spot appeared at the tip Ben started to shake and tears ran down his face “Please don’t do this Alan” Outer was out of the bed with his arms around Ben in a second “What’s wrong Baby Brother? I thought you wanted this” He guided Ben to the bed and sat next to him still holding him “I do, so much” Ben whispered brokenly “But I can’t have you just once and then go back to the life I’m supposed to lead. I already know I will hate my life eventually. So please don’t make it worse by giving me one taste of what I can never have again. It’s not just sex. I’ve been n love with you since I was about three. If I can’t have your love the sane way I love you, I’d rather have nothing” “Who says you can’t?” Outer said “You have Warren” Ben said somewhat resentfully “And one of the first things I told Warren when we talked alone is that I have been in love with you since the first time Mom let me hold you as a baby.” Outer said and Inner could feel that he meant it but those were his feelings…? Ben just looked at him like he was afraid to hope “One of the greatest gifts Warren gave me was the ability to put my ego driven need to be “straight” aside and as soon as I did I could see the bright shining star in my life had always been you” Again once Outer said it Inner knew it was true and that shook him “Do I love hi,? Yes, And he loves me too. So much in fact that he spent millions of dollars to put me in a position to rescue you. You didn’t think we moved here for the social life did you?” Outer teased gently and Inner’s mental jaw dropped, He had thought they had moved there to torment him “Self centered till the end” Outer mocked him with a thought “it’s always been about Ben and rescuing him” “If you and Warren can care for each other or even come to love each other we can be together as a three way relationship. If not, Warren accepts that I will have two relationships and neither will be more important than the other. Can you accept that too Baby Brother?” Outer asked gently Inner held his breath shockingly wanting Ben to say “Yes” and not the least bit ashamed of it. “It’s more than I could ever thought I could hope for” Ben said, the tears flowing again but they were happy this time “There is one more thing” and Outer actually sounded worried “Ben, I’m HIV positive. I never play safe, I’m highly toxic and part of my love for you makes me want to share my gift with you so we never have a condom between us. If you want to be with me I’m going to infect you” Ben looked shocked and thought about it for a long while then he got on his knees and shyly ran his hand over their bulge and both Outer and inner gasped in pleasure like they had never felt before. Suddenly while Ben touched him he was touching the actual Alan, all of him “I have wanted to do that for so long but I was to young and I was always afraid you would wake up and punch me” Ben said “I would have before Warren freed me” Alan said truthfully There was no conflict ,no shame; This was his Ben and this was meant to be Alan took his brother’s hand, put it firmly on his bulge and that jolt of pleasure hit him again “Touch me all you want, any time you want. Do you feel that too?” he groaned Ben nodded “It’s ten times better than cumming and we have just started” he rubbed Alan’s rock hard shaft through the fabric and then mouthed his older brother’s balls wetting the underwear before doing the same to the shaft Ben pulled the underwear and finally tasted his brother’s skin, rolling the balls with his tongue, licking up the shaft and then using his tongue to slowly work the foreskin back till the entire purple head was exposed “Fuuukkkk where did you learn that?” Alan asked “Well, since I am a virgin it’s either divine inspiration ot internet porn, I will let you decide” Ben said with an innocent smile Ben opened wide engulfing the head and sucking for a while before sliding the shaft further in, effortlessly swallowing his brother’s nine inches like he had been sucking this cock all his life. As if the moves for perfect sex between them was instinctually built into both of them The sheer eroticism of watching his younger brother deep throating him made Alan’s head spin. He finally pushed him off his cock and almost threw Ben face down on the bed pushing his legs apart with his knees He ran the head of his cock between those cheeks, that were so smooth despite the fuzz in the valley between and when he found the spot he slid in to that virgin tight neg hole with ease. Ben’s hole welcomed him home with a tight caress and no pain at all. They moaned in one voice as they both felt complete for the first time in their lives Deep inside, the person Alan had been muttered that he was incestuously fucking his own brother and was about to infect him with HIV. It just made Alan fuck harder, his huge virus filled balls slapping into his brothers that were just as hefty. When it came to their cock and balls they may as well be twins He knew now that his aversion to men and most women was because he had already found the right one. The true love of his life and was just waiting for him to grow up, though his pride and fear would never admit it. It took Outer to do that As he came close he asked “Do you want my gift Baby Brother? My toxic HIV to bind us together forever? To mark you as MINE? It's my vow to you. My promise in your veins for the rest of your life" “God! Yes! Breed me! Give me the load I have wanted since my first time jacking off. I love you so much Big Brother! Infect me with your love” and they came together as Alan filled his beloved little brother Ben with millions of HIV viruses They flooded his guts and invaded his blood and there was no way to turn back They rested together, each kiss and tender caress deepening the love that had always been there Then without warning Ben rolled him onto his stomach and stomach and slid into him just as easily as Alan had taken him, making him love getting fucked with his first thrust “I have wanted this ass as long as I have wanted your cock and now it’s MINE” Ben said aggressively fucking Alan hard and soon depositing his load deep inside They made love twice more and then showered again before dressing and going to a nearby steakhouse. Alan bright out the present he knew Outer had planned on giving Ben and slid it across the table. It was a beautiful platinum chain with a heart shaped locket hanging down. Inside there was a picture of a 12 year old Alan holding a 4 year old Ben’s had as the walked on a snowy sidewalk and the engraving said “Brother And Lovers Forever” over their initials Ben smiled and again those tears of joy flowed as Alan put the necklace on him, feeling a slight tingle from the locket He bent down and tenderly kissed Ben in the lips. He knew some of the people there knew they were brothers but he didn’t care. He would never hide his love for Ben. In that he was even braver than Outer now. As he expected, aside from a few vague smiles no one seemed to notice, confirming that the locked was magic They returned to their room and made love half the night till they fell asleep in happy contentment The next morning, between getting in the car and fastening his seatbelt Alan separated back into Inner and Outer. Inner sighed mentally expecting some smart assed comment I didn’t come Instead Outer thought “Thank you for rescuing our Ben, You could have totally fucked that up and you were more loving than even I could have been with him” “Everything you said to him before we merged was true and I was not going to throw away an offer of true love that I returned just as strongly. I can be a pig headed idiot when it comes to my happiness but not when it comes to Ben’s. I love him too much for that and I love him to much to ever let you have him to yourself, He is ours. He is Alan’s” Inner said firmly “I don’t know how I can stoop you or that I want to” Outer thought back “ The magic between him and Alan is too strong and he deserves the entire man he loves, not just half pretending” So deep it barely registered to Inner, so deep Outer didn't hear it came the thought “So does Warren” Inner pushed that back down and soon forgot he had even thought it Inner and Outer had a new understanding and less animosity after that and they both agreed that Warren did not need to know about their temporary merging When they got back to town they drove past the pizza place. Bertha was standing outside the front door and she seemed to be frustrated. Outer pulled into the parking lot and he and Ben got out “My key doesn’t work” She raged “That’s probably because I had the lock changed after business hours last night” Outer said “They could not get out earlier in the day to do it” “What the hell are you talking about?” She growled still trying to jam her key in the lock “Oh! Didn’t I tell you the other day? How forgetful of me! You see Warren and I bought this place last week” Then he paused thinking “You know… calling your new boss or any customer a fag or a queer and saying you are only serving them because the law makes you, might just be bad for your career because you are fired” A car pulled up followed by a patrol car The first car was the assistant manager. Outer handed the woman a new key from his pocket as well as a small bag of keys for the other employees as Bertha gaped at him “These should work. The locksmith cut them himself Tuesday evening for me when I picked out the new lock” A uniformed police officer hot out of the patrol car and approached, “Officer, this woman is on property she is not allowed on. A Trespass warrant was filed against her yesterday” And Outer pulled the document upon his phone showing everyone “She also appears to be trying to pick the lock though I’m not quite sure about that one. Could you please escort her off the property before this escalates?” “Oh! while you are getting bad news Bertha, I will let you know I am breaking off our engagement. You can keep the ring though” Ben said as she was escorted to her car seething with anger “I always knew you were a fad” she shouted as the officer shit her car door “I sure am and happy to be one!” Ben shouted after her car When they got to the estate Warren greeted them with a kiss for Outer and a handshake for Ben. “What happed over there?” Outer said pointing to a torn painting with a broken frame sitting on the floor next to a broken vase “Your father showed up yesterday afternoon” Warren said blandly “He demanded to know what we had done with his son, accusing us of kidnapping a minor. He got violent and managed to break those before security restrained him. The police were summoned and he again accused us of keeping him from his minor son” “Thank you for bringing your birth certificate with your other things by the way. It was most helpful, Your father confirmed that it was indeed your birth certificate and I showed the officer the date, 18 years ago yesterday” “Your son is not a minor and what kind of father are you not to know it’s his 18th birthday today?” the officer asked him and the look on your father’s face was priceless, He had no idea” Warren chuckled “I told the officer where you were and that you were with your brother. They called the Motor Lodge to confirm you had checked in and then he arrested your father for assault, trespassing, home invasion and malicious destruction of property. The painting he broke was worth about 500k and the vase was priceless. I think a conservator may be able to fix the painting ut the vase is a total loss. My lawyers filed suit today for damages and I am pressing charges” Warren finished Inner half expected Ben to try to intercede on his fathers behalf but all he said was “Good, thank you” Warren looked at Ben and there was compassion in his eyes, “Ben, Alan has told me some of what you have been through. If you will allow me I will contact a friend of mine, He is a retired therapist who specialized in helping young people who had been through conversion therapy. He has told me he is willing to come here and spend as much time as you need helping you get through the aftermath of all that was done to you. Please let us help you. No one deserves what you went through” Inner noticed Warren glance at him and thought he saw a bit of guilt un his eyes That was forgotten as Ben nodded then fainted. Outer barely catching him. Warren was a medical doctor as well as researcher and he checked Ben’s vitals as he lay on a couch, awake now. “You seem fine” Warren said "All your vitals are good" “It was someone in authority finally offering to help me out of the hell my life has been. Someone acknowledging that what was done to me was wrong. Someone offering hope. I have Alan and that was more than I ever hoped for but unless I can let go of all this hurt and rage inside me not even that will be enough to keep me sane I think. Thank you Warren and yes I will accept your friend’s help and yours” Ben said. There was not a dry eye in the room "We will all be here to help you Ben" Outer said “Why don’t you take him to bed. He needs you more than I do and I can entertain myself with Freddy tonight” Warren said briskly They went to pick up Ben off the couch but as soon as they touched him they were Alan again “I don’t think it’s just contact alone, I think it also has to be need” Alan thought as he carried Ben to his room and gently laid him on the bed, joining him and holding him “Warren is so generous and helpful. I know he must be paying this friend of his a fortune to come out of retirement to help me” Ben said “He probably is but he can afford it” Alan said, squeezing him “Hey, just in case I have not actually saod the words, I love you little brother lover. I never want you to doubt that” “You have said it but you can remind me as often as you want. I love you too big brother lover. I like that way of saying it” Ben said. Then he giggled “Warren is so hot. Total Big Daddy Energy there. For now I think all I can handle is you but maybe someday. You never know, Was he talking about cousin Freddy?” he said “Yeah, he’s our boy now” Alan said “Good for him I’m sure he is happy” Ben said “Alan?” Ben whispered a bit later “Yes Baby?” Alan whispered back “Will you make love to me?” ***************************************************************************** I love it when my own stories surprise me but Ben deserves all of Alan, Didn't he? Let me know what you think! Scanbu

When Inner Alan was allowed to wake up he found his body face down on a padded massage table, it was actually very comfortable. There was a hole for his face and through it he could see a monitor showing a shot of his naked ass. He noticed his hole looked a but worse for the ware and he knew why. Shuddering he pushed the thought of HIV out of his mind for now A hand attached to a furry arm came into view holding a tattoo gun and immediately started working. Inner watched in pain and horror as the words “Warren’s Pretty Boy” were permanently added to his ass in letters of black and green above a very strange but compelling design. A finger was pressed to the design and Warren’s voice spoke again in that strange language. When he pulled his finger away the design seemed alive, subtly pulsing. The soreness from his hole and the new tattoo faded quickly and the tattoo soon looked like it had been there for years, fully healed “They symbol serves several purposes and this kind of magic is permanent” Warren said “First it protects you from physical attack by preventing anyone, no matter how much they want to, from doing you harm” “Second” He continued “ It protects you from accidental harm. You could walk away from a plane crash unscathed” “Third” He went on "It speeds up the healing of any injuries I chose to inflict on you while we play. Not too quickly though. If I fuck you till you are raw I want you to feel it for a while at least.” “Fourth” He said running his hand over their ass “It makes my virus in your balls more potent. The way it’s pulsing shows you are indeed infected. You will have a 100% infection rate of any neg hole you cum in” “Finally” He said with a possessive note in his voice, "It allows me to find you anywhere in the world and in cases of emergencies summon you to me. I don’t like to do that because explaining why you vanished and reappeared miles or even half a world away can be hard.” Thank you Warren you take such good care of me!” Outer said “Now we don’t have to worry if your sadistic tendencies go a little to far! You can hurt me and not worry” Inner sighed mentally thinking “Even if I manage to get away he can just bring me back. I’m truly fucked” He still could not admit that it was his own fault that he had been vulnerable to all this. His self delusion and assumption that everyone should be like him opening him up to the spell. He started to sulk again and Outer put him back to sleep, not wanting to hear it They kept him asleep most of the time for the next few months only waking him for their sexual and pain play romps, Oh, and to drink Warren’s piss now and the because they knew he hared that the most They moved to Alan’s home town in the Midwest which was just a couple hours away from one of the largest cities in the country. Warren had bought and refurbished a large estate, He also bought controlling interest, nearly 90% of the stock, in the corporation that owned and planed to shut down the factory that employed 65% of the town’s residents The announcement that the closure had been put off for now and maybe permanently was made on the local news at 6 as Warren was interviewed by the anchor “My soon to be husband and I want to make this our home, as long as we are happy here we will stay and the factory will remain open” he told the man in a pleasant voice but the closed minded, bible thumping, red hat wearing population took it as a threat, maybe because it was Alan was then introduced then as the new “Diversity Manager” for the factory. “We have been operating at far less than full capacity for years” He said “We are going to be hiring many new workers to help us fix that. This will also give us a chance to address the blatant racism and sexism that makes our workforce 95% white males and the management 100% that way. The days of the “Good old boys club” are over and I truly don’t care if you resent it. We have already done a review based on both production and the handling of various complaints of discrimination. The rank and file workers will see only a few dismissals for the very worst offenders but they can also look forward to having a fair shout at the multiple management spots that will open up in the very near future. Oh and by the way, We have full union support for these moves” In fact the union had been trying to clean up the local chapter for years and had added a few names to the list of those who had to go. Of course there was massive resentment but what could they do? When the “Goof old boy” managers tried to organize a protest but they were almost universally met with “I’m sorry but I need my job” and that said it all Inner was one of those who resented it all even though he never worked in the factory. Again it was that “God’s natural order” thing that placed straight white American males at the pinnacle of creation in his mind. As far as he was concerned minorities and women should just shut up and accept it Outer just laughed as he sulked in the perceived injury that an even playing field and actual equality inflicted on him and those like him The factory became a diverse workplace with mandatory monthly “Sensitivity training” days where at least some attitudes were dragged out of the stone age and the rest learned to at least keep their mouths shut, Outer felt the best moment of all was a couple months later when he stopped in to “Bucky Burger” to pick up a decadently bad for them lunch for he and Warren and Greg Johnson, the former general manager at the factory and Alan’s uncle, stepped up to the register and said "Hello Alan. can I take your order? We have the Big Bucky on sale, two for ten dollars” with a saccharine sweet smile and hate in his eyes Just to be a bitch Outer complained to the manager about the use of his first name Bucky Burger became Inner’s go to lunch spot and he made sure his uncle was always the one to serve him. He always came dressed in tasteful but colorful clothes and his pants were always skin tight, He always swished just a little for his uncle's benefit, just for the fun of it. Inner almost melted in shame One day while eating alone at one of the outside tables Alan’s cousin, Fred who everyone called Freddy nervously approached him. He was an adorable younger version of Alan with an even prettier bubble ass “How’s it going Freddy?” Outer greeted him “Pretty good” his cousin replied sitting on the edge of the table “Look” Freddy said quietly “I think I might be gay and you are the only person I know who I can talk to about it” “You just turned 18 didn’t you?” Outer asked “Yeah last week” came the reply “You leave my cousin alone!” Inner snarled “No” Outer thought back evilly “I’m going to poz him with your body while you watch and there is nothing you can do about it “What did you want to know?” Outer asked turning towards her intended victim and spreading his legs slightly, showing off his bulge Freddy’s eyes darted to the bulge and he blushed a little “Well, I have never done anything with a man and…” he said trailing off “You want to” Outer said dropping his hand to that bulge and rubbing one finger along it Freddy nodded swallowing “You doing anything today?” Outer asked and the boy shook his head. He texted Warren with what he was doing and a cryptic "Get things ready please" “Why don’t you come with me and I can show you a few things?” Outer asked then and Freddy followed him to his car “My parents are gone all afternoon” Freddy said and Outer headed to his house. He wanted to poz this boy in his childhood bedroom, the erotic scene playing out in their mind and making Inner wretch Freddy took him upstairs and they both stripped. The room was perfect, trophies and band posters along with a fair amount of clutter “Get on your knees I’m going to teach you to suck cock” Outer said smiling as the boy obeyed Alan was not as big as Warren but he had a “healthy” nine inches and soon his cousin was licking the tip Outer put a hand behind the novice cocksucker’s head and guided that mouth to their cock pushing in all the while giving instructions. When he reached down to pinch the boys nipple Freddy groaned loud his cock throbbing visibly “You like that huh?” Outer asked “Fuck yeah, I almost came from that one pinch” the boy panted “I will introduce you to Warren, he loves nipple play” Outer said “But for now get on the bed on your back. It’s time for me to breed away your virginity” “Shouldn’t we use a condom?” Freddy asked looking a bit scared “It feels so much better without one. There is nothing like the feeling of a man cumming in you. It’s your frst time and you should do it right” Outer said “If you say so” the naïve boy said “You are fucking evil” Inner snarled frustratedly in his mind “You are just noticing that?” Outer thought back as he crawled between the Beg boys legs and slowly worked their cock in. It took five minutes to coax the virgin hole to open enough to admit the head and Freddy stiffened in pain as it finally popped through “Relax Baby Boy” Outer said gently “Push out a little” and as Freddy did as he was told Outer worked their toxic cock further in with gentle thrusts till they bottomed out deep inside that silky hole Outer gave him a few moments to adjust the began to slowly pull out then slid back in just as slow setting a deliberate, grinding pace to drive the boy buts Freddy moaned s Outer slid their cock along his prostate and Outer knew the boy was a natural born bottom Outer kissed him thrusting their tongue into his mouth and tasting that oh so neg boy “I’m going to poz him with your body” He thought at inner “The virus in your balls will infect him and change his life forever and you can’t stop it” he added maliciously “Please pull out! Don’t do this!” inner thought as their body picked up the pace pushing the neg body underneath them back and raising his hips up further off the bed Freddy was moaning and pushing his ass up to meet the thrusts wantonly “You want me to breed you? You want my load? Beg me to cum in you little cousin!” Outer panted out loud “Oh God! This feels so good! Yes! Please breed me! Give me that load deep inside me!” the neg boy begged not knowing what he was asking for “Here it comes!” Outer grounded and their evil tainted balls clenched as wad after wad of virus filled cum impregnated that fertile hole “You are pozzing your own cousin!” Outer thought and Inner recoiled denying, rejecting it all as his body infected Freddy with HIV “You did it bot me!” Inner screamed “We did it and it’s to late for poor Freddy now isn't it?” Other purred “He’s nice and charged up and there is no taking it back” Outer used their body to breed the boy twice more each time telling Inner that it was Inner who was doing it to torment him with the guilt of giving his virgin cousin HIV Little Freddy turned out to be insatiable even though he had cum twice himself Outer told him to get dressed and took him to meet Warren who was delighted to show him a few things himself Freddy ended up bound hand and foot hanging from a frame with a gag in his mouth and weighted clips swinging from his nipples as Warren added two more toxic loads to his ass Freddy look to BD/SM like a fish to water as Warren r had him kneel as a stainless steel collar was put around his neck and locked with a little silver padlock. He called Warren Master and Alan Sir as Inner writhed in shame at how easily his cousin had been changed into a cock hungry pozzed slut Finally worn out Freddy slept at the foot of their bed on something that looked suspiciously like an oversized pet bed to Inner “The lock on the collar has a similar spell to your tattoo. People may yell at him but no one will harm him and we will deal with any who mistreat him in any other way” Warren said “This was a good trial run my love” “Trial run?” Inner thought with cold fear “Yes, this was just a test that turned out better than expected” Outer said out loud “Next week our little brother Ben turns 18 and we are going to do the exact same thing to him” Inner raged impotently trying hard as he could to cease control. It didn't work Warren took them to bed, making out with Outer till they fell asleep, leaving Inner to stew about it all night ******************************************************************************************** Ok, so I may be biased against people who wear red hats. Sue me Let me know what you think! Scanbu

They were still in the car driving home and Inner Alex struggled to do anything but his control over his own body was completely gone. He could feel Outer’s amusement and satisfaction at his attempts “Why do you hate me so much? We are the same person!” He asked in desperation “Really? You really have to ask that? Do you realize the things I said to our parents came from you? That’s what we truly believe! You are just as bigoted as your father and it is on some level deliberate, chosen bigotry. You know, none of it has a factual basis. You and our family kick down at gays and other minorities because you can! It gives you sadistic pleasure to keep down people with less power than you” Outer said angrily " You are all choosing to be petty little bullies to give yourself something to think about rather than how little you have accomplished in your lives!” “There is nothing wrong with your sexual wants and desires, but good luck finding a woman who would not be bored to death with you. Whatever floats your boat I guess. You don’t like other men sexually and that’s also perfectly legitimate. But hating other men because they do when it HAD no affect on you? That’s bullshit.” and Inner could feel Outer’s rage now “If you had just been able to live and let live I would not exist. I am built on your childish fear that some man is going to turn you gay! That someone is going to make you step outside of your narrow little world! That your way is not the only way. Warren would have had nothing to work with without that!” Outer continued maliciously “That fear is at the core of who you are and so embracing being gay and as kinky and open to new things as I can be is the core of who I am. I hate your chosen bigotry, your sense of entitlement. your undeserved sense of superiority and I am going to spend the rest of our life rubbing gayness and kink in your face! Abd I'm going to accept HIV into our body just to prove the point” Outer finished “That is all exactly correct my love. That’s what all the tests were for. To find someone who’s opposite would be you, I could have just wiped out Inner but what fun would that have been? Tell me, what is Inner doing now?” Warren said “He’s sulking. He thinks I am being totally unfair. He honestly believes he has the right to inflict his view of sexuality and morality on the world” Outer said smirking “Hey! I just realized! All you did to him is EXACTLY what he would do to everyone in the world who differs from him even slightly! If he could! He would force everyone to be just as boring and inhibited as he is! That is so evilly wonderful! I really do love you!” Outer said excitedly “I’m glad you appreciate my irony and the poetic justice of it all“ Warren said smiling Inner of course deliberately didn’t listen to the part where it was very truly pointed out that he was really no different than Warren except he lacked the power to actually impose his will on others. They were so unfair! He had done nothing wrong! They just could not accept the natural order of the world! God made this word just for straight white American men and everyone else just had to accept that, He KNEW he was lying to himself but he would rather die than admit it. He sulked and pouted mentally the rest of the way home. Outer’s mocking amusement as Inner proved him right just made it worse When they got home Outer went to Rolf for another pampering beauty treatment. Inner hated how much Outer loved all the attention to his vanity. Some of the preparations made him squirm with discomfort and shame “I’m making myself pretty for our first time with Warren” Outer thought back at him “I want it to be so special when I let him infect our body with HIV, It will be like him getting us pregnant! We will have his babies in our blood!” Outer knew exactly where he was most sensitive and used it ruthlessly As they bathed both Inner and Outer felt something change, A tingling in their mind stopped “In case you were wondering, that was the magic wearing off” Outer said Inner tried as hard as he could to take control but Outer just smirked and continued letting the men wash him Warren was waiting for him the bedroom in robe as they entered “I see the magic is gone” Warren said “Oh the magic will never be gone between us Warren, but yes the spell faded. I think he knows there is truly no escape for him now, He did try though” Outer said “How do you want your first poz load Pretty Boy? I want you to decide Outer thought about it and Inner begged him not to do it, To run out of the room, out of the house and escape “I think I want it on my back. Impregnate me like I’s a girl” Outer said and Inner raged in frustration Warren laughed “Ok Pretty Girl, get Daddy hard so he can start our viral babies in you” Inner concentrated on a memory anything to block this out “Oh no you don’t “ Outer said and suddenly Inner was hyper focused on the room he could even feel the grain of the wood floor beneath his feet Alan’s body sank to it’s knees and opened Warren’s robe like a present exposing the half hard shaft and licking under the foreskin rolling it back with his lips. His hands came up to fondle and gently squeeze the huge pendulous balls as he took the head in his mouth stretching his jaws wide then sealing his lips behind the head and working the shaft further in. He choked himself on it but kept working till the head slipped into his throat Warren gripped his hair and shoved forward his cock stretching Alan’s throat whit an exquisite pain the both felt. Inner groaned at the hurt and Outer’s cock stiffened as Warren’s salt and pepper pubes tickled their nose. Warren held them there as one panicked and the other trusted. They started to black out and Warren yanked his cock out and they sucked in a sweet breath They looked up at Warren. He stood above them his proud toxic cock dripped it’s rigid 11 inches throbbing and pulsing “On the bed Pretty Boy. Gret on your back for your breeding” Warren said and an evil sadistic glean cane into his eyes Outer lay on the bed stuffing a pillow under the small of their back and raising their legs. Their cock so hard it twitched Warren got between their legs “No. no. no!” Inner begged mentally as Outer moaned in an excited voice “Poz me Daddy! Give me your virus! Your HIV! Make me pregnant” Warren pressed the head of his cock to that virgin hole punching in making them both cry out in pain and Outer almost came as Inner sobbed inside Warren shoved more shaft in his massive cock shredded those silky inner walls getting them ready to be planted with virus. His cock felt so good in that glove tight tunnel he pulled out then thrust brutally back in. He repeated this over and over till he bottomed out spurred on by the rapturous look of pain on Alan’s face and leaned down to kiss him as he began sliding in and out Warren’s balls began to pull up. Ready to pump his poisonous virus filled seed. “Here it comes! Here comes my tainted toxic cum to infect you!! I’m going to poz you! There is no turning back!” Warren groaned “I love you! Poz me! Give me your HIV! I want your Virus in my blood!” Outer begged “How do you feel Inner” Warren panted his eyes intent on Alan’s face “I HATE YOU!” Inner snarled That pushed Warren over the edge. His cock spasmed in that tight hole as his balls pumped his HIV babies into Alan’s ass in the most mind blowing orgasm of his life. Wad after wad of tainted cum fired into Alan’s guts Outer came without touching himself and Inner recoiled in shame that his body could be made to cum by being fucked and infected with a disease Warren collapsed on top of his lover and they made out, his cock still twitching inside that battered, infected hole Warren moved up and straddled Alan's chest stuffing his cock into his mouth “Clean me” he ordered The taste of something musky filled their mouth, the taste of his own ass and cum. Outer looked up at Warren as a new acrid taste blossomed “You want it?” Warren asked and Outer nodded eagerly his lips sealed around the head as Inner’s mental stomach twisted knowing what was coming Warren relaxed and began to piss as Outer gulped the acrid liquid fast as he could but some still dribbled down his chin into his hair. A full bladder went down their throat Inner writhed in shame as the taste overwhelmed him Warren fucked their mouth till he was hard again them moved back down ramming back up that bruised ass “Yesssss!” Outer moaned and clamped their ass on the huge cock sliding in, milking it Warren fucked him even more brutally cumming deep inside again. This time he just kept fucking till he had come twice more Alan groaned, a look of pain on his face. Even Outer could only take so much. Warren shoved a plug up Alan’s ass and strapped it in place then he lifted him out of the bed and took him to a hot bath waiting in the next room slipping him in and washing his piss soaked hair himself. He knew the bed linens were being changed as he did Outer imagined tiny little viruses invading his bloodstream and smiled/ Inner imagined the same thing and whimpered “Oh will you shut up?” Outer said and then he concentrated Inner didn’t fight as Outer sent him into a dreamless sleep “I want your kisses all to myself the rest of the night” Outer said to Warren. “He was just gibbering anyway, I could not make it any worse for him so I put him to sleep” Warren leaned over the tub and kissed Alan “I love you my evil, vicious Pretty Boy” “I love you too Warren and you are even more vicious than I am” Outer said He got out of the tub and Warren helped him dry off as he brushed and dried his hair. Then Warren carried him back to their bed and they lay kissed and talked for a while till they fell asleep in each other's arms *************************************************************************** Let me know what you think! Scanbu

I cannot fucking wait. I can live in that back room being totally verse.

Picked up anal gon a couple of months back & am waiting for STI results after a guy I fucked at an orgy recently said he had anal gon. Guy above was right, the injection did hurt like a fucker

Not around here .... too many mosquitos are also hungry for action. The only mitigating circumstance would be when there are a lot of guys - like Inn Leather, for instance - and the mosquitos have plenty of other dining-selections to choose from. There's Haulover nude beach a little bit S of Ft. L., but sex is strictly forbidden, and that beach is patrolled by the cops.

Yes it’s so hot seeing him keep all the money. The only payment I need is all the cock and loads I get to take in my hole. 🥵

I don’t know it it was the “filthiest” but I came across a TIM video featuring a very thin, young guy who wanted to be beaten and brutalized. In one scene he was being punched in the face while his abuser wore pink gloves. While he was being beaten I heard him say “ I want someone to kill me”. Now I haven’t seen this video available again on that site, unless I just couldn’t find it again. I never made it through the entire movie, I have to admit I was really upset over seeing that. in fairness to the video company at the beginning of the flick there is a warning stating “this video is not for everyone. That was an understatement. I just wish I could remember the name of the video just so people could avoid it.

I kind of had an encounter like this. But it was from a childhood friend that I no longer was hanging out with. We went our separate ways in High School. I saw his father every now and then but we never had much conversation. I saw him several yrs later when I was at a bathhouse on a random Wednesday. I was horny fresh out of college at 26 yrs old. I didn’t really recognize him at first cause the place was dimly lit. He had a room he was in and I was just cursing the hallway looking for some good bottoms that were interested. I walked passed his room and I saw him bare assed laid on his stomach on the bed. He was really my type of bottom to. I went inside his room and touched his ass. He turned around and saw me and I was scared. I thought he knew me but I don’t think he did because he just immediately got face down ass up on the bed. So I just spit on his hole, rimmed it, and bred it twice before I left. I was scared shitless for a week cause I was still DL and didn’t want anyone to know I was at a bathhouse. Then I realized that he wouldn’t tell anyone because that was a private encounter. I never saw him again. I still til this day don’t know if he recognized me, or if he knew that I knew who he was.

Finally had my first encounter a few nights ago! Woke up to a message on grindr asking if I wanted to play tonight, of course I said yes and asked where he was as I don't host. Before he told me he opened up and said he was living under the train tracks 20min away and if I still was interested in sucking his cock! Not only did i say yes i told him I'd be there ASAP!!! When I eventually got there late in the night you could tell he has been living there for a long time and smelled of stagnant piss near by which only made me more horny. I told him to wake up and feed me his cock, he asked if I wanted him to wipe down with a wet rag and i declined and took his exposed cock in my mouth before I could get all the words out lol. He explained that he has not had sex in years and had not blew a load in months so that his load may be thick which was ok by me all he wanted was a blow job so I spit his cock out and without asking I bent over and leaned on the supporting beam and told him to fuck me. The homeless guy wasted no time as I was lubing up my hole I told him to lube up and boom he had his cock deep in my dirty man cunt. He was slowly fucking me for a long time after 30 min or so he said he was going to cum and that he was going to cum on my back and I told him to cum deep in my ass which he did. He stayed in me until he went limp. When he said he was going to piss i told him I'd take his piss too so he put me on my knees and pissed down my throat. By the time he was done he got hard again so I began to suck him and he fucked me again. He didn't last long second go around but he fucked me good. We are going to meet up tomorrow and he's going to bring a guy from a nearby homeless camp that he has played with so they could tag team me. This has been my first homeless cock and certainly will not be my last!

Just took a load from my black buddy who had fucked me 10 days ago. Same setup - he wanted me ass up head down blindfolded lubed, he was quicker this time, I could feel the aggressive behavior and rammed it in right away and pounded me hard, nutted in about 5 mins and left without a word. Always that feeling of accomplishing for helping a real man relieving his stress.

I was degraded one year at Folsom Street. I was put on my knees naked and used as a urinal. A device was attached to my mouth and people would come by piss into it or my face.

[A reader sent this in. Said it was a true story...] I was 21 and pretty new to the gay scene, up until this point I had only been fucked twice before. It was a warm fall evening and I was leaving work early to hang out with this gorgeous twink I had met online. He was 6'2" about 130lbs, blue eyes and bleach blond hair, I had driven over to where he lived and picked him up. We chatted a bit and got to know one another as we drove into the city were we were going to spend the evening checking out shops and getting to know one another. We eventually found our way into a adult book store and browsed the dvds, toys and what not he did make it a point to tell me that he can only fit into magnums which I took as a very good sign, my first impression of him was that he may be a bottom. As the night grew late and the stores slowly closed up we headed back to my car and started driving back to his place. After 30 minutes or so I was pulling into his drive way he asked my to pull all to the way to the back so we could talk a little more before he went in. I pretty much thought the night was over and that maybe I could at least kiss him before he went in. He began to to feel up his cock then pulled the buttons open on his fly and exposed his 9" uncut cock, quite impressive for an 18 y.o. boy. He said that I should take a closer look and with out delay I went down on it slowly pulling back the foreskin and licking up the precum oozing from the top. I slowly slid up and down taking my time I wanted to enjoy my first uncut cock. He then pushed my back and undid my jeans and began sucking on my engorged tool he then laid on top of me and began to kiss me and asked me if I think I could take his cock. I was unprepared for this with no lube or condoms but I wasn't about to let this opportunity go so I told him he can have me. As I lay across the seat he lifted my legs into the air and spit onto his cock and my hole then he began pressing the head into me. It hurt like hell but I wanted more. He was about half way in then he began pushing in and out of me each stroke taking him deeper into me, I loved feeling that huge cock filling my ass. He was stroking my cock and I was going to cum any second then I felt him push deep into me, he tensed up and I wraped my legs around his body. I felt his dick pulsing as he was shoot his load deep inside of me, he was still stroking me and the thrill of having been bred by my first load pushed me over and I came hard spraying over both of our chests. He collapsed on top of me laying in my mess with his cock still deep inside of me. We stayed like that for few minuted then cleaned up and went inside. I drove home feeling that huge load inside me still sticky from my own cum. Thank god for myspace. After that we became good friends and I was taking his load on a regular basis, mostly up my ass he eventually let me drop a few loads in him, but I was more then satisfied being filled with that warm teen cum.

Part IV Brent kissed me gently and stood me up, my knees wobbly from nervousness and excitement. He guided me towards the stairs and stopped at the bottom step as his cummy dick pressed against my sloppy hole and he wrapped his arms around me, whispering “You know, you and your boy are both very lucky to have each other.” With that he turned me around to face him and kissed me again, adding “with some couples, one is clearly more interested in joining our Club than the other one, and that can ruin a relationship.” I nodded as he continued saying “this should bring you and your boy closer than ever as you go through this experience together, and it will be my pleasure to be part of that process.” His cock was getting hard again as he turned me around and gestured upstairs. As rough as Brent had been with me, I figured he would be practically raping my boy by now, but I was surprised to hear no sounds at all as we approached the bedroom door. Brent stepped to my side and placed his hand on mine as I turned the handle and opened the door. There, in front of me, on our bed, my boy was face down with a jockstrap shoved in his mouth as a gag. Sam had his ass up in the air as he held his face down and jackhammered into his hole. Only the sound of heavy breathing, balls slapping sweaty ass, and my boy's whimpering filled the room. Sam looked up and grinned at me and Brent. “Good thing Brent leaks a lot! He lubed him up good for me!” I knew then that Brent had fucked him, and bred him with his POZ cum. My boy tried to raise his head to look up, but Sam held it firmly down as he slammed into my boy's hole. Sam continued saying “Yeah, his style is different than mine, but Brent sure can fill 'em up! But so can I!” With that, he fucked hard and then held his hips still as he shot his load deep into my boy's guts, gasping the invitation to me “Get over here and have a look.” Sam pulled his cock out of my boy's ass. His pubes were matted with sticky froth that must have been Brent's toxic load working it's way out of my boy's hole. My boy's ass was red and puffy, and his hole was much more open than I had ever seen it before. Sam grabbed my head and shoved his sticky dick down my throat. “You gonna gag on that cock? Gonna choke on my stick?” I was too busy sucking cum from his dick and swallowing it down to even think about gagging. Sam pulled out and forced my head into my boy's ass. I lapped away as my boy groaned and squirmed around. Sam got behind me and lined up his still-hard cock with my own cummy hole. Sam entered me, and I was glad to have Brent's load in my as lube, or I would have really been in pain. As Sam commenced fucking me hard, Brent got down and swallowed my cock, holding my dick deep in his throat. Meanwhile Sam's pistoning made me more or less fuck Brent's mouth. My boy had rolled over and was working his fingers in and out of his sloppy ass with one hand as he jerked his straining cock with the other. Brent pulled off of my gasping for air and motioned for my boy to take his place. My boy blew me for a minute but Sam's erratic action made it hard for him to wrap his lips around my dick. Instead, he spun around and sunk his ass down onto me. Sam was practically screwing my boy again as it was his thrusts that were fucking us both. It was too much for me to handle, and I fired off, adding my load to the two already deep inside my boy's savaged hole. When I came, my ass spasmed and sent Sam over the edge for the second time in five minutes. I now had two loads oozing out of my ass, at least one of which was POZ. The four of us were covered in sweat. Brent and Sam gave each other a wide grin, and Sam commented “Well, looks like they passed to me.” Brent raised his eyebrows and trailed his fingers from his hairy chest down to his ass as he spread his legs and fingered his own hole. “Almost, but there's still something left. We need to know that they're good tops as well.” Sam eagerly got on his knees and repositioned Brent. They were facing each other across the mattress with their sweaty asses up in the air. Brent took my hand and guided me behind him. Sam wiggled his ass as my boy got the clue that it was his turn to top now. In that moment, I realized that I had never seen my boy top, nor had I even ever heard him talk about it. I worried that he might not be able to get it up. My fears were quickly allayed as he spit on his cock and forcefully slid into Sam's ass. I had my boy's ass juices and my last load to lube me up, and I entered Brent as gracefully as he had entered me less than twenty minutes earlier. Sam squealed louder than expected as my boy returned the hard fuck he had just received. Brent craned his neck to smile up at me, saying “You're doing a great job, but I want to see how good your boy fucks too.” Without any further invitation my boy pulled-out of Sam and we switched places. Sam's ass was chunky for such a fit guy, and I loved rolling his cheeks around in my hands as I plowed into him. Sam and Brent kissed hard as my boy and I locked eyes. He nodded his head as he was ready to cum and fired off inside Brent's ass, and seconds later I blasted my load into Sam. The four of us collapsed onto the bed in a cummy, sweaty heap. About an hour later we had all showered together and cleaned up. We went back downstairs where we each had another cocktail. Brent and Sam gave us paperwork to sign including legal waivers, and also provided the address and time for the next Bare Fuck Club meeting. We knew we wouldn't miss it for the world. We kissed goodbye on the steps and Sam and Brent left. My boy and I fucked again that night. He told me what had happened that evening from his perspective and I did the same. My boy told me that Brent had revealed to him that both Sam and Brent were in fact POZ, as was nearly every member of the Club. Brent had been just as gentle with him as he had been with me. Brent also revealed that he was likely the one to have POZZED Joe. Sam had told him that his specialty was roughing up NEG asses so POZ seed could do it's work. I knew our NEG days were numbered, but it hardly mattered. We were going into this Club together. We were both looking forward into our Bare Fuck Club initiation.

Here's Part II of at least III... My boy and I sat sipping our cocktails as if nothing was out of the ordinary. In truth, we were about to be 'auditioned' for participation in the Bare Fuck Club. Two strangers were coming over to see if we had what it takes to become members. In the days leading up to this, my boy sprung wood every time I brought it up. I had fucked him hard as he begged for my load, telling me how much I was going to love watch other guys breed him. So, there we sat, eager and waiting. I suspected one or both of these guys might try to fuck my boy, or me, or both of us. Right on time, the doorbell rang, and my boy jumped up to answer. He threw open the door and his jaw dropped as he stared at the strangers on our porch. The older of the two men extended his hand and introduced himself. “I'm Brent, and this is Sam. We're here to speak to you about membership in our club.” My boy nodded silently and invited them in. Brent was about 6'-2”, probably early 50s, with salt-and-pepper greying temples, dark brown hair and eyes, and a powerful frame barely contained in a well-tailored three-piece suit. Sam was mid-20s, and very butch, with buzzed dirty blond hair and a closely-trimmed beard. He was wearing tight jeans tucked into shiny black boots with a nice collared shirt and a blazer. We sat them down on the sofa and offered them a drink. While my boy excused himself to mix two Manhattans, Brent started telling me about the Club. “A bunch of guys have been getting together regularly for over ten years now. We've been inducting new members as guys move on or get too sick to play. There might be ten guys at a meeting, or there might be twenty, depending on the season and their schedules.” My boy reappeared with the drinks. Brent went on. “The rules are simple. There are no tops or bottoms. Of course some guys mostly top, and some guys mostly bottom, but there's no getting away from taking a load every so often.” Sam took over the narrative, “Like me, for instance. I love fucking a cummy hole as much as the next guy, but how could I ever turn down Brent's load?” He chuckled. Their banter sort of reminded me of smooth-talking car salesmen, only really sexy and really dirty car salesmen. Brent opened his briefcase and took out two clipboards, handing one to Sam. Brent smiled at my boy and said, “I hear you've been taking Joe's loads?” My boy nervously cleared his throat. “Yes. That's right.” “You'll remember his tattoo. Some guys in our Club have their status plainly visible, but most do not.” “Um hmmm.” “And how long have you been taking raw loads?” My boy blushed and hesitated. Sam smiled and leaned forward, putting his hand on my boy's knee. “Look. If you guys want to join, you've got to be totally honest and upfront with each other... and with us...” My boy coughed a little and looked over at me. “Well, we've been together seven years. About three or four years ago, I hooked up with a friend while my boyfriend was out of town. I didn't tell him, and the secrecy made it hotter. I've probably fooled around with another guy every three months or so since then.” Brent made a notation on his clipboad, asking, “And did they all fuck you raw?” “Well, no, not at first. Okay, maybe every so often, I'd get caught up in the moment and let someone breed me.” Brent interrupted, “And how did that happen?” “Well, once, I let a guy take the condom off because he couldn't stay hard with it on.” Sam smiled, “Once?” “Well, more than once.” “And how did taking their loads behind your boyfriend's back make you feel?” “SO dirty... and so sexy.” “So you've taken, how many loads would you say in the past five years?” Brent asked. “Dozens. And I always felt guilty about it, but I was so hungry for cum I just couldn't stop.” Brent turned to me, asking, “And how did you find out that your boyfriend was cheating on you?” Now it was my turn to clear my throat. “I came home once early from a business trip, and saw my boy kissing a hot stranger on our porch as I drove up. I circled the block wondering what to make of what I had just seen. When I parked in the driveway, the guy's car was gone, and my boy was in the shower. I found opened condom wrappers in the bedroom trashcan. It sort of turned me on, so I got in the shower and fucked him.” “Bare?” Brent asked. “Yeah. We've always fucked bare.” “And you assumed you were the only guy fucking him bare?” “Well, yes...,” I started. Sam smiled saying, “Listen, anyone who will take one guy's raw load will take anyone's raw load.” He went on, “And you've cheated on your boyfriend too, am I right?” “Yeah, but only with condoms.” “Always?” “Well, almost always.” “Aha! Now we're getting somewhere!” Sam started making notes on his clipboard. “And how did that happen?” “Well, I travel a lot for work, and I was out of town for a month on a big project. One night in the hotel bar, this really cute frat boy somehow convinced me to buy him a drink. One drink turned into several as he told me about his girlfriend, and their problems. After the fourth or so beer, he somehow invited himself back to my room, and somehow, he wound up bouncing up and down on my dick. It all happened so fast.” “And did you breed him?” “I did breed him.” Sam made a note of that. Brent cross-examined me, “And how did you feel watching your boyfriend take Joe's cum?” “Fucking hot!” I smiled, adding "It was so sexy seeing him give over to his inner cumlust!” “Did it bother you that he hadn't told you about taking stranger's cum sooner?” “Well, maybe, but now it's out in the open.” “And are you prepared to see him take more cum?” I hesitated... “I think so...” “You've got to be sure,” Brent said, “for instance, would you be okay watching him take my load?” “And/or mine,” Sam interjected. “I would be okay with that,” I answered. Sam smiled at me and my boy, “Tonight?” “Any night,” I honestly responded. Brent wrote something down. “And would it bother you to know that one of us might be POZ?” “No,” I answered, remembering what Joe had said. “If my boy takes raw cock, he's going to get some POZ cum in his hole sooner or later.” Brent nodded and wrote that down. Sam asked my boy, “And would you be okay knowing your boyfriend might also take POZ cock?” My boyfriend nodded saying, “Yes. I've always fantasized about watching him bottom!” I had fantasized about that too, but I thought it so strange that we were having this conversation for the first time in front of two strangers, at least one of whom was likely to be POZ, and was also likely to fuck my boy bare that very night. It was Brent's turn to question me. “And would you also be okay taking POZ loads?” “Well, it's bound to happen sooner or later if we join the Club, so yeah. I think I could take a POZ load.” My boy seemed to let out a gasp of relief. Brent turned back to my boy saying, “And am I correct in assuming that you would also be alright with that?” “Oh fuck yes!” he said without hesitation. Sam noted my boy's response and adjusted the growing bulge in his jeans as he asked me, “So I know you've come to grips with your boy taking raw loads with you out of the picture, and Joe tells me you loved watching him take his load. How do you think you would feel getting fucked with your boy watching?” I thought for a moment before replying, “It would make me so hot.” Sam continued, “And what if you were both getting fucked at the same time?” “That would be great.” “What if he was getting fucked alone while you were unaware. Would that upset you?” “Not if I knew about it afterwards.” Brent asked my boy the same question. My boy grabbed my hand and responded right away, “I would love to know he was getting fucked and filled with cum, even if I wasn't there to see it.” He took my hand and thrust it into his crotch. Brent made note of that and spread his knees so that my boy and I could both see an impressive hard-on snaking down his left leg. Brent looked directly at my boy as he reached for his cock, stroking it through his trousers. “I think that wraps it up for the joint portion of tonight's audition.” He then looked at me, “I'd like to have a few minutes alone with your boy for the next line of questioning.” I agreed and my boy led Brent up the stairs to our bedroom... To be continued...