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I am based in Netherlands...was on holidays with family the last week. Not many opportunities to unload. So, this morning I opened up bullchat looking for a cumdump to breed. I was so horny I really didn't care what the hole was attached to so I sent out a dozen messages to everyone within 3km of my location. Real quick I got a reply from a very bare profile...the profile said "hole available now"...I wrote "20cm cock to breed that hole"....the reply included an address and instructions "front door open, go upstairs, first door on right, hole will be in a sling, blindfolded, there may be others". I normally like a little more back and forth and some stats or a pic but I was so horny I just put on my shoes, grabbed my poppers and went. Got to the address and it was a nice villa, well maintained. Front door was slightly open as the reply said. I pushed it open, went upstairs. It was quiet. I went into the first door on the right. The room was dark except for a single purple-ish light bulb. I could see the sling and a body with legs up high tied to the chains in the ceiling. It was a young body, very young, hairless. Cock was in chastity. In the corner I saw a tall man, he had on a harness and seemed to have a massive cock. I could see his face more clearly when he drew in on his cigar. He was distinguished, probably mid fifties. He said "the boy is all yours, I will just watch" I turned to the boy in the sling. He was lean, smooth, some slight hair around his cock. His cock was locked up in chastity but you could tell it was throbbing. He had on a blindfold. His jaw was square, you could tell he was a fine looking young man. I walked around his body....touching it, pinching it. He reacted like lightning hit him everytime I touched him. I positioned myself between his legs and looked down on him. I took off my clothes. I saw the plug in his ass and pushed it in...pulled it out...he started moaning. I played more with the plug and eventually pulled it out...you could smell the cum dripping out of his ass, I immediately pushed my fingers into his ass to try to keep the cum inside...his ass was flooded with hot cum. I looked over to the man in the corner...made eye contact...he said "the boy is yours, do what you want". I knew I needed to fist this fine specimen. Looking around the room, I saw the one thing I knew I needed....lube bottle. I lubed up my fist and started to push my fingers into his hole. He let out a little whimper and the man walked over and put a rag over his mouth. I could smell it was drenched in poppers. I pushed a few more fingers in...he squirmed a bit and the man pushed the rag harder onto his face. Then I knew I could push all the way and slid my fist into this boy...his hole opened up and he settled down onto my fist...the man just said "punch him when you are ready"....I slowly started moving in and out till I built up a rhythym and was punching the boy's hole...he was moaning through the poppers rag...We really got moving in the sling and then I saw his cock still in the cage shoot a massive load...with that, the man in the room pulled the poppers away and smacked the boy's face so damn hard even I shuddered. He said "You were not allowed to cum boy...you will pay the consequences now" The man looked at me and asked me if I wanted to finish the job and breed him now and leave or stay for the punishment. I said I would stay for the punishment first. Let's just say two hours later I finally bred that boy's ass but his skin was red hot from the beating he took from his owner. As soon as I got home I tried to send a follow-up message on bullchat but the profile was already gone.

I sat sipping whisky, my ass sore, and with a deep feeling of sick satisfaction while a fine load of AIDS cum seeped out of my ass into my shorts. The guy that made the deposit sat across the bar sipping his drink, a smug look on his face. It's not every day an AIDS troll gets to pass his disease to a neg bottom. The geolocator on BBRT showed a top in the area that looked hot, a possible source of dirty, sick, deadly sex. The guy looked to be fucking hot, dirty, sick, literally. He called himself AIDSgftr. He was in his fifties, had been poz for twenty plus years, never on meds, and was highly infectious. I wanted his evil load. His pics clearly showed his sickness, wasted face and body, swollen belly, a few Kaposi's spots, but his cock was magnificent: long, hard, thick, uncut and drooling, a large PA that was sure to rip my ass open. I'd been a bugchaser for years, had taken several poz loads but none had taken, I was still neg. The sick thrill I got when some faggot pumped high VL HIV positive cum pumped into my guts had worn off quite a lot as the loads never had taken. It seemed I couldn't get infected. But as I knew that full blown guys had very high viral loads, soaring to astronomical as they neared death, taking a highly infectious AIDS load from a disease-riddled troll like AIDSgftr would be the ultimate in death bound bugchasing. I tracked him to a sleazy dive in a deserted block, all vacant lots or boarded up rattraps. The place was a magnificent example of a bottom feeder's dream, Not that old for the area, maybe from the fifties, cheaply built to start and gone downhill for 60 years. There were a half dozen old derelicts sitting at the bar. I took a seat and got a shot of bourbon. Now the AIDSgftr was very near me. BBRT showed him within 30 feet. An email popped. It had a couple of pics attached. "I'd love to fuck your neg ass and infect you with HIV, give you my AIDS. I'm full blown AIDS, and if I fuck you, I'll infect you. You know you want it. I will infect you with HIV. I will give you my AIDS." One of the pics showed him grinning toothlessly into camera while he fucked a bent over bottom. The caption above his head said, 'This can be you, tonight!' Another pic showed him fucking a really wasted, obviously diseased bottom. His grin was broader, evil, the caption chilled and excited me 'He died of my AIDS last week. You're next!' I looked over at the diseased fuck, he grinned at me, toothless mouth gaping exactly like the pic. If he could get it up long enough to ejaculate in my ass and fill my guts with billions of deadly AIDS bugs, I would get the disease I'd been seeking. He jerked his head towards the back of the bar as an email pinged on my phone, then got up and walked that way. "Bathroom, now. It's your turn to get bugged." My legs were shaky as I walked back to the bathroom, every man in the place looking at me. I wondered if they all knew I was a queer who was about to take another queer's load. That was scary. And hot. I was going to return to the bar with a load of AIDS cum in my guts. He was leaning against the sink, coat and pants open at the front, a large belly sticking out above his drooling cock. Figuring he needed help to get his diseased dick hard, I dropped to my knees and got to work. His cock was large, half hard, foreskin lapped over a large PA. I sucked eagerly as I pulled him to me, hands on his withered ass. He was soon fully erect, more than a mouthful of long, thick dick oozing lots of precum, mmm, AIDS precum, yum! A hand grabbed my hair and pulled, that was all the hint I needed. My eyes had adjusted to the light and as I rose I could see his legs, also withered and spotted with Kaposi's. The gaunt body, the belly and the spots made me queasy. I'd never seen a man as obviously diseased, but, he was plenty strong enough to push me around and his cock was big, hard and dripping. He pushed me up against the sink, grabbed my hips and humped. I bleated as the PA ripped into my hole and he pushed eight inches of meat into my ass and then started fucking hard, dropping me into bottom bitch heaven. This was the hottest sex I'd had in months! I grunted as he fucked me hard, ramming his cock into me. His hands left my hips and circled my chest, I looked at his arms and saw Kaposi's lesions, I was finally getting fucked by a guy with full blown AIDS! My dick had been hard, now it throbbed and almost shot. I had an AIDS cock fucking me! He'd ripped me when he shoved in, I felt the burn as my asshole tore. Now he was tearing me more, making me bleed, giving his bugs a clear shot at my bloodstream. I moaned and sobbed as he tore open my ass. This was the best sex I had ever had, and he was going to infect me! In fact, he probably already had. He was breathing hard, almost panting, ramming me urgently, starting to grunt softly. Fuck yeah. I knew I was about to get a gut full of AIDS cum! "Yeah bitch, fuck yeah, gonna give it to you, gonna give you my AIDS. You're gonna die from my AIDS. I'm gonna give you my AIDS, right fucking now!" I squealed and my dick squirted as he rammed in and held it still. I felt his cock swell and twitch, my ass went warm as a flood of his infected cum filled my ass. I had just taken my first load of AIDS cum! He lay on me for a few seconds, then his cock softened and slipped out. His AIDS cum ran down my leg. He pushed off me and slapped my ass. "You're a good piece of ass, bitch. We'll do this again."

I am certainly a committed load taking cumdump and proud too! I recently had my butt tattooed to show my commitment and guys love it. I work from home most days so it easy to be online and available to be the cunt that guys use when they need to get off and unload. Someone recently said it’s like providing an important local service, and I certainly get plenty needing a clean reliable home to use. It seems to be guys of all shapes and sizes and right across the age groups too. Of course, there is an attached risk, but there is with virtually everything in life. I make sure I’m regularly tested and on Prep too. It is addictive and I’m not settled until I’ve been used and taken a load or 2… or more!

Hamish got here horny and hard. I’d already taken out the gape keeper and cleaned out one last time so I was open, lubed and ready. I’d asked Hamish to wear something sexy so he turned up in rugby shorts and a jockstrap. Drew and I were already naked so we undressed Hamish. He really filled his jock. Drew pulled his jockstrap down. His cock sprang up to full attention. Drew sucked him a bit to get him ready. My asshole was throbbing. I was so ready for this. He forced me down on the bed with a pillow under my crotch to raise my ass up. He wasn’t gentle. he climbed on to my back and I felt his hands on my shoulders and his chest on my back. he’s a big beefy guy so his weight pinned me down. I felt his hard cock on my hole and with no warning he forced his shaft all the way deep inside me. Even though I’d stretched my hole I saw stars as he penetrated me. yeah it hurt but I could bear it. He didn’t wait but started fucking me hard. Long deep thrusts. Now I was starting to enjoy it. I was moaning which made him fuck me harder. After about a ten minute pounding He grunted “I’m gunna cum” and I felt his cock buck but better still I felt the heat from his load as ge pumped his sperm deep in my hole. I can honestly say I’ve never been bred like that before. When he’d emptied his balls he collapsed on top of me whispering into me ear that he’d shot a 5 day load into me. He pulled out and Drew who had been masturbating while watching his Dad being brutally fucked now jumped on my back and shoved his cock up my hole. I was wide open but he still enjoyed my ass an commented how wet my hole was and how much he enjoyed Hamish’s cum on his cock. He shot his load in me. I fucking loved being the bottom that night. Later Drew got on his knees in front of my and gripped my balls and sucked me off. It will happen again.

The Soldiers –supporting our troops the Dr Mike Way (this story is part of the larger series of stories I have posted that started with - "DR Mike - Biohazard or Healer") It was a hot and muggy Thursday morning in Washington, DC and work at the office had been intense and beyond busy. I was so ready for the weekend, and having to walk to work on the hottest day of the year so far was the last thing I wanted to do. I had set the alarm for 4:00 a.m. and figured I would beat the sun and get to the office before it got too hot. I left the apartment at 5:00, it was only 75 degrees, so saw a few joggers, bicyclists, and some commuters, but otherwise the streets were pretty quiet. There were a couple guys cruising around the blocks looking for the last of the night’s prostitutes. I had not gotten fucked the night before, knew Dr. Mike would not be pleased, but I struck out and was also horny as fuck! I even tried to cruise a couple of the guys circling the blocks in case one of them was feeling really freaky and wanted my biohazard ass. Nothing. Twice a week I go a different way to work and stop by this little deli to pick up lottery tickets and knew they would be open and prepping for the breakfast crowd. I crossed the street, walked east around the traffic circle, and as I came around the corner of the hotel that faces the circle, saw a soldier leaning against the wall in front of the restaurant that faces 14th Street – the designated smoking area in front of the hotel. The soldier had on black boots, camo pants and jacket, and a maroon beret. He was taller than me, and had a good 30 pounds on me – all clearly muscle. The soldier was a few years younger than me with a hard jaw line and intense eyes that latched onto me the minute I saw him. As I closed the 10 feet between us, he put the cigarette between his lips with a huge right hand, took a long drag and finished it off, stood up straight, put it out on the sidewalk with his boot, and as I got near him he nodded his head and, “Hi, how are you this morning Sir?” Sir? Fuck I was not that old, but I stopped, held out my hand and said, “Great man, fucking tired and hating this heat. My shirt is wet already and sweat is running down my ass and I have only walked a few blocks.” The soldier laughed, shook my hand and said, “I hear you Sir, but this ain’t nothing to some of the places I have been recently and this shit humidity makes your balls stick together and wedge where they don’t belong.” The soldiers grip tightened on my hand and lingered a bit longer then was normal. No, couldn’t be. I must be dizzy from the humidity. He let go, reached into his front pocket, pulled out a pack of cigarettes and offered me one. I declined, so he lit up, and leaned back against the wall, taking long drags and looking at me. I decided what the hell, I knew all about don’t ask don’t tell, and the risk was exciting. I looked at the soldier’s uniform and it said BAKER in black letters. “Baker,” I said, “Are you in town visiting?” Stupid question I know. “Yes Sir,” the soldier said, “Here for a training course. I’m airborne forces for the army, but as a Captain I need some other skills too, so am here for a couple days with some others from my squad.” “You’re up awful early,” I said as I looked at his crotch and tried to get some idea of what the Captain was carrying. He saw my gaze, smiled through the cigarette in his lips, reached down with his left hand and did a slow stroke, shift of his dick that was hanging down his right pant leg. “Yes Sir,” Captain Baker said, “I could not sleep so decided I should get up and smoke a few and get the day started. Class today does not start until 14:00, so have to find a way to occupy my time.” Captain Blake said the last part with a sneer and a wicked look in his eyes. Here was a man looking for trouble and I was going to give it to him. “Man, the coffee I had before I headed out is starting to hit me. Do they have a bathroom in the hotel lobby?” I asked. Captain Baker nodded, smiled wide, “They do Sir. I am happy to show you,” as he started to lean down to put out his cigarette. “No man, finish that off,” I said, “You have to take everything you can that gives you a little joy and fun.” I hope he understood my hidden meaning. He just nodded, took several long, big drags, blew the smoke my way, and smiled. He finished up, stomped it out with his boot, and I followed him into the hotel. There was a clerk at the front desk off the left who was busy trying to explain to a woman the charges on her bill. The Captain and I walked down the hall to the right, past the elevators and past the sign that said Ballrooms, and around another corner until we saw the Men’s and Women’s signs and one for handicapped. Captain Baker stepped through the door marked with the handicapped sign, held it open for me, and I walked in, turned the light on and went to the toilet. I heard a CLICK, turned, and saw the Captain had turned a lock on the door. He then leaned against the wall by the sink and watched me. I set my backpack down on the floor, undid my belt, dropped my pants to the floor, and aimed. Nothing. Not a drop. My dick started to grow even though I was not jacking it, and now felt like my kidneys would burst as the feeling of having to piss was so intense. I started to blush as I was embarrassed and my whole plan to play it cool to get some cum and maybe do some stealth pozzing was going awry. I shook my head, Captain Baker snickered and said in a low voice, “Seems you have a problem. And so do I.” I looked over as the Captain undid his camo pants, dropped his shorts, and this gorgeous, fat, uncut dick fell out into his hands. He was pretty hard and his dick was almost bouncing up and down as the blood rushed to fill him up. I watched as Captain Baker bent down, pulled his pants partway back up, scrunching his dick up towards his stomach, and shuffled over to me. I did not know which way Captain Blake went – top or bottom – I did not care, I was determined to get that dick. As he was shuffling towards me, I bent forward, reached back and with my left hand pulled my left cheek to the side while with my right, drove my fingers in my ass and started digging at my guts. I wanted to be raw and bloody so the Captain could infect me with anything he might have or if I was lucky, I would get to add him to those I had infected on behalf of Dr. Mike. That must have done the trick as he let out a low moan like a Pit Bull that just got tossed a raw steak. Captain Baker got up behind me, roughly pushed my hands away. “Tell me what you need Sir?” Captain Baker said, still in a low voice. “What are my orders Sir?” Fuck – a – I was a bottom in charge! The Captain had dropped his pants and his dick was resting against my right hip. He was a good 10 inches and I reached back with my right hand, stroked it a few times and moaned a little and started gyrating my hips out of raw hunger. Captain Baker put his left hand on my hip, stopped me from moving and said again, “Your orders SIR!” As he said that, he shoved two fingers of his right hand into my hole using the sweat and whatever ass juice/blood might be there to ease his way. I moaned louder and Captain Baker covered my mouth with his left hand as the fingers on his right jammed in and out of my ass and then starting trying to stretch my hole and dig around. His fingernails found my gut walls and he dug in. I moaned loudly into his hand and pushed my ass back to let him know I wanted more of that. Captain Baker paused. He slowly withdrew his two fingers and I was suddenly afraid I had gone too far. He removed his hand from my mouth, leaned to my left ear and said, “Sir, we have to be quiet. You understand? I WILL make sure that you are Sir, you understand?” I just shook my head and kept looking forward. “Now Sir, I had asked you for my orders but believe you are not yet fit to command. You will do as I say now Sir. I have not fucked anyone since I left home, so I need you to take it like I want Sir. I will not stop once I start Sir.” He paused, I heard some rustling and thought fuck, he was grabbing a condom. “Sir, now here, open your mouth.” I turned my head slightly to the left and opened my mouth. As I did Captain Baker stuffed a bandana into my mouth, then with a couple fingers made sure the entire thing was in my mouth. My jaws were open and mouth full of his bandana to ensure I would stay quiet. The Captain then put his left hand on the back of my shoulder and pushed me forward. I bent forward, placed my hands on the toilet and arched my back so my ass was up and out. My dress shirt was scrunched up just above my ass, but Captain Baker pushed it a little higher, assumed he was looking at my biohazard tat, but did not say a word so knew he did not know what it was. Captain Baker moaned again, parted my cheeks, and this time four big fingers on his right hand drove themselves into my hole. I whimpered and moaned as Captain Baker found the spot he was digging at before in my guts and started digging again. He knew he was on target when I jumped and whimpered. This time he bent over, wrapped his left arm around my hips, pulled me back towards him as his right hand tore at my ass. He stood up, reached around and wiped his fingers that just came out of my ass across my face and under my nose leaving a trail of ass snot across my cheek and upper lip. I braced myself as Captain Baker placed his left hand on my hips again, and I could feel him guiding his dick towards my hole. The Captain’s hips pushed forward, trying to work his dick into my ass and once he realized he was lined up he paused, grabbed my hips with both hands hard, and SLAM FUCKED ME RAW! I moaned into the bandana stuck into my mouth and used all my strength to brace myself on the toilet. Captain Baker grabbed me hard and continued to push his dick dry into my ass. I could feel him tearing my hole. Even though I had been fucked a lot lately as part of Dr. Mike’s treatment program, being fucked rough and pretty dry by a big dick still did its damage and it was clear Captain Baker’s mission was to seek and destroy my asshole – RAW! The Captain’s dick served him well and forced my hole open. Every stroke hurt, but I wanted his dick so bad and was willing to do anything for it. The Captain suddenly pulled all the way out, and shoved four fingers back in there, forcing them deeper up my ass. He pulled them out and replaced with his dick as he drove it balls deep in one stroke. I tried to gasp, but had to breathe through my nose and sort of choked. Captain Baker was moaning now as he fucked – every stroke blasting my hole with big, fat, raw dick. He began pulling almost all the way out and slamming in, pulling out slamming in, faster and faster – and then stopped. My ass was on fire and I could feel his dick start throbbing, twitching, pulsing as he moaned. He stayed still for a good 10 seconds and I figured he had shot his load, but no, he started working my hole again. Now he was doing more controlled strokes, some short just in and out the hole, some balls deep, but the pace was steady and hard. I had no concept of time and the thought of getting caught did not even cross my mind, I just wanted my hole used by this soldier. Captain Baker’s fingers now dug into my sides, his nails cutting into my skin, and I could feel small trickles of blood begin to flow as his nails dug deeper and his fingers clenched into the flesh. I tried to gasp again and couldn’t. The Captain’s grip was squeezing me hard as his dick tore up my ass. I was having a hard time keeping my balance as his rhythm picked up and I then realized how loud the sound of his hips smacking into my ass was, but again I did not care. I started to moan and whimper as his dick was so deep he was making the feeling of having to piss so intense and I realized that with every thrust of his dick into my ass, a little bit of piss was dribbling out of my dick onto my shorts and dress pants. Captain Baker was breathing hard and dug deeper and deeper into my sides with his fingers and nails, I could barely breath as his moans got louder and louder and his spit was flying as he said, “OH SIR, OH SIR, FUCK – YES – YES – FUCK SIIRRRRR!!!” The Captain unloaded his fire of stream after stream of hot cum into my shredded ass. I could feel it hitting its target and the additional wetness lubed my ass up and allowed him to get even deeper as he continued to fuck me and his dick bucked and unloaded. The Captain slowly began to ease up his pace and his dick barely softened. I was moaning almost non-stop from the ecstasy and the need of having to piss. His breathing was almost back to normal as he continued to move his hips and work his cum into my ass. I tried to push myself to a standing position, but he pushed me back forward and kept pumping. A few minutes later he stopped. His dick was still inside me as Captain Baker allowed me to stand up straight. He stopped me from removing the bandana by covering my mouth with his left hand and said, “I needed to make sure it took Sir.” I didn’t know what he meant, as the Captain put his right arm around my chest and pulled me back into him and continued, “You see Sir, on my last deployment there was this hot little girl who used to come to base. She did laundry and stuff for my squad, but was also our whore. Well, let’s just say we had a lot of fun with her, but she sent several of us home with a surprise.” “I got AIDs,” Captain Baker said softly as his left hand tightened over my mouth and his right arm held me even tighter. I was breathing fast with excitement, but he must have thought it was fear and even if I wanted to scream or run, I could go nowhere’s as I was impaled on his dick. “I know Sir, I know. Now Sir you will have me with you always as I am not on any meds – can’t at base – so my cum is like a SCUD missile,” Captain Baker said. “I made sure to tear your ass up good before I started, remember?” I started breathing even faster and my dick was so hard with a mixture of piss and cum leaking out. Captain Baker eased his hold with his right arm and pumped his still hard dick a few times and said, “I coated your guts with my AIDs cum up one side and down the other. My best friend from boot camp is the base doc, so for now, the army does not know. I’ll be out soon - in about a year, and have been looking for a good piece of ass to come home to, now I got you Sir.” My eyes got really wide and I thought what the fuck? As he pulled his dick out of my ass, Captain Baker turned me to face him and said, “I’m going to take the bandana out now. What do you say Sir?” My mouth was dry and did not seem to quite work after the bandana had sucked up all the spit I could make. “Thank you Captain, thank you for marking me as your ass.” I said softly. Captain Baker smiled, put his hand on my shoulder and said, “Now Sir, wash off your face and get dressed. I think you need some more airborne dick that is full of AIDs cum, follow me. I got a couple guys from my squad upstairs who need a wake-up call and they are going to enjoy helping me train you to be a good AIDs whore for some big old Army dick!” Well, once we left the bathroom, I stopped in the lobby, used the payphone to call the office and left a message to say I was sick. I then followed Captain Baker to the elevators and we passed the front desk clerk in the hallway who gave us both a nod and a big old knowing smile. Captain Baker stepped into the elevator, pushed 8, and the doors closed. He looked at me with an evil smile, rubbed his dick, and nodded as he pulled a cigarette out and lit up. My plans to do some stealth pozzing of my own did not quite work out, but that was OK. What better way to support the troops then to give them their own AIDs whore and biohazard ass?

If you believe he's bad and evil, then do you also believe you have zero responsibility to help stop him from becoming president again? Or do you think you get to be a free rider, hoping everyone else will make sure he doesn't get into office, but not being willing to sully yourself by voting for a less-than-perfect alternative?

Chapter 4 – Loads of Fun Doug and I are reversing a role-play we did a few weeks ago. At that time, I was his slave, and he was my master. This time, I’m the master, and he is the slave. He’s spun out on T and G and has had his ass, cock, balls, and nipples worked over. He’s now blindfolded in the sling, and I’ve just returned to the room with another friend of ours. I walked up to the head of the sling, happy to see that Doug had not removed the blindfold or any other items. “Suck my cock”, I snarled as I put my dick next to Doug’s face. He obligingly pulled it into his mouth, where he proceeded to suck and lick it. Then, I motioned to Lyle that he should grab the butt plug in Doug’s ass. Lyle reached between Doug’s legs and started to twist the butt plug around. Doug paused in his sucking as he realized that I couldn’t be the one playing with his ass if he had my cock in his mouth. He resumed sucking my dick and spread his legs wider for the new guy. The new guy was Lyle. I’ve played with him before, but Doug hasn’t. Lyle is in his 40s, tall, well built, has a mostly smooth body, and a big cock. When he and I have gotten together, he always fucks and fists me but seems to have little desire to have his own ass played with. It’s a shame because he’s got a nice, tight butt. Oh well, we all have our preferences. Lyle and I smoked some before coming into the room with Doug. Luckily, he’s one of those guys who don’t get T dick. If anything, blowing clouds makes him harder, and he’s able to last longer. I knew that he’d give Doug a good fuck. Lyle pulled the plug out of Doug’s ass. He squirted some lube on his cock, and then stroked and rubbed Doug’s hole. Next, he began to rub his cock up and down Matt’s ass crack, slowing down when he was over his hole. Doug wanted it and was pushing his ass out whenever Lyle was near his hole, but this was going to be an exquisite tease for Doug. Running his cock back and forth, lingering outside Doug’s hole, Lyle was taking his sweet time getting to the insertion. Doug had abandoned my cock, which I was OK with since it let me get an up-close view of Lyle’s hard dick tantalizing Doug’s hole. Lyle’s cock was glistening with lube and some precum, and I knew that Doug would love it once it got into him. Lyle was also a great sister, so Doug was getting a breeding and a fisting from him. Now, Lyle began to penetrate Doug’s hole, just a little, on each pass over it. He’d stick just the head in, letting Doug get an idea of what was coming. What Doug didn’t know was that Lyle’s cock was really long. It would easily reach and potentially breach Doug’s inner sphincter. He could feel the heft of Lyle’s mushroom head but had no clue how deep that would be in his ass. Lyle shoved the head of his cock into Doug’s ass on the next pass. But this time, he was going to go in deeper. In fact, he slid his cock in to the point where his balls were resting on Doug’s taint. Lyle looked at me and grinned, knowing that he was about to fuck and fill an eager and skilled hole. He pulled all the way out again, eliciting a groan of disappointment from Doug. The tease was part of the game. Lyle was going to get Doug to a frenzy, needing cock in his ass like it was his lifeblood. Lyle would treat Doug’s ass well and make him a happy slave. I dribbled some lube into Doug’s crack, letting it spill down around his hole. Lyle rubbed his cock in it and used his dick to transfer some to Doug’s ass. Each time Lyle penetrated Doug, Doug thought that he was now getting the long fuck. But he was going to wait on that. Teasing Doug’s ass was fun for both Lyle and me. I occasionally added some fingers to the mix, even sliding them in alongside Lyle’s dick. Doug was writhing in expectation, and his ass was pulsing with need. Lyle slipped his cock all the way into Doug’s ass again. He let it stay in place, then asked, “Are you ready to get fucked?” Doug nodded his head, blindfold still in place, and mumbled, “Please fuck me.” With that, Lyle began to fuck Doug. Lyle is an excellent top. He works different angles and varies his speed to make the fuck more exciting. The fact that he has a long cock is also good since he gets deep inside a guy. He was giving Doug a great ride. I went up and stuck the poppers bottle under Doug’s nose. He knew to take some deep hits, and held the last one. Blindfolded, spun out on T and G, and now with a poppers rush, Doug turned into a total ass pig. Doug reached down and spread his cheeks more, letting Lyle get even deeper into his ass. He was groaning in pleasure as Lyle pounded his ass. Lyle has a great knack for hitting your prostate when he fucks, so I assumed he was giving Doug’s gland a workout. Doug’s cock was streaming a steady flow of precum. I licked some off his hairy belly and then sucked his cock into my mouth. Now, Doug was getting fucked and blown at the same time. He shot a good amount of precum into my mouth, so I moved up and shared some with him in a steamy kiss. Lyle fucked Doug for a long time. Then, he started to speed up and growled, “I’m gonna cum!” He buried his cock in Doug’s ass, and I watched as his body shuddered with each pulse of his orgasm. Lyle usually shoots a big load, so I knew Doug was getting his fill of cum. After he dumped his load in Doug, Lyle kept up a slow, steady fucking rhythm. When he did eventually pull out, I sucked his cock into my mouth to get the last drops of cum out of it. Then, Lyle and I both turned our attention to Doug’s ass. We massaged Doug’s hole, teasing it by sticking a few fingers in from time to time. Both of us were working Doug’s ass, but Lyle pulled away to lube up his hands. I continued to work on Doug, getting him ready for a fisting from Lyle. Lyle’s hands are big, but I had confidence in Doug’s ability to handle them. I moved away, and Lyle used his hands on Doug’s hole. When he was confident that Doug was ready, he slid his left hand into Doug’s ass. Doug groaned in pleasure at the invasion and pushed his ass down in the sling. Lyle didn’t go very deep at this point, and then he pulled out. He repeated this action several times, twisting around as he plundered Doug’s ass. Then, Lyle looked at me and nodded. I nodded back at him, our silent communication establishing our agreement that Doug was ready for depth. Now, Lyle slipped his hand inside Doug and kept pushing. Doug intuited what was happening and pushed his ass out to let Lyle get as deep as possible. Once Lyle was buried in Doug’s ass, I fed Doug some more poppers. It’s always exciting to see a guy react to poppers during a fisting session. With the blindfold still covering his eyes, Doug couldn’t see what was happening to him, so the poppers rush was likely overwhelming. He was writhing around on Lyle’s arm, and Lyle was twisting and thrusting inside Doug. Once the poppers rush wore off, I told Doug that I was going to remove the blindfold. I wanted him to see the sexy guy who was fisting him, and it would be great to see Doug’s eyes as Lyle worked his ass. The lights were dim, but it still took Doug a moment for his eyes to adjust after I removed the blindfold. He looked down at Lyle and smiled. He looked at me and wiggled his eyebrows to express his appreciation. Lyle smiled and continued fisting Doug.

Go to Vault 139. Get in a sling, put your ankles in the stirrups, open your legs wide and pull your ass cheeks apart and present your asshole for use. You will soon have a cock inside you. First of many I hope.

Dad/son couple I have played with before. Dad's a top (50s), Son vers (20s). Sometimes they play with others to satisfy Son's urges to top. He went crazy in my ass!! Fucked me from behind while I was sucking Dad. Getting fucked from behind always makes me cum. This time too. He pounded his load in. Stayed inside and started fucking again. #2. Dad topped it off by taking his place and fucking his load in. Three is good!

I see what you're saying, and mostly agree. But I think the attraction is having a lot of man sperm inside you as lube when the real cocks enter to make a direct deposit. I think it's just about having a lot of sperm inside.

Chapter 3 – A Stimulating Experience Chapters 1 and 2 recount my reciprocation weekend with my buddy, Doug. I had been his slave for a weekend a few weeks ago and now it was my turn as master. We’ve partied, I’ve fucked him with a few dildos and fisted him. He’s now on the bed with a Rex knot dildo in his ass while I take care of a few things. After messaging a few guys on the apps and preparing some drinks, I returned to the playroom. Doug was twisting the Rex around in his ass, looking pretty blissed out. “Drink this,” I demanded, handing him a glass of sports drink with G. “Just like Alice in Wonderland,” he commented. “Oh, you’ll be in wonderland soon enough!” We smoked a bit while we waited for the G to kick in. It didn’t take long until we were feeling that sweet, swirly feeling. Coupled with the T, we were well drugged. I walked Doug over to the sling. Once he was settled in there, I put a blindfold over his eyes. “No peeking,” I jokingly told him. He knew if he did peek, there would be hell to pay, so I was confident he would keep it on until I removed it. When I returned to the room, I also had my e-stim kit with me. It was a recent purchase. Doug and I had played with e-stim at other guys' places, but neither of us owned a kit. Now, he was about to learn that I had bought a kit and was going to use it on him. Doug’s nipples are really sensitive, so I was planning to start there first. The nipple clamps went on. Doug grinned since he likes nipple play. He probably thought they were just clamps, but they were connected to my control box. I started with a low current and sent a shock through him. He writhed in the sling when it hit, but his nipples responded by getting harder. His cock also jerked while the current was running, so I knew it was enjoyable for him. But there was more to come. Now, I added some gel to an electro cock ring. He might think the gel was just lube, but he may have known what was coming. I connected the wires to the cock ring and sent a small jolt through it. His cock spasmed, dumping out a nice load of precum. I licked that up since those fluids should never be wasted. Then, I gave him another hit. Once again, his cock jerked, he moaned, but no cum came out of his dick. The next one was at the same current but for a longer time. This one had him squirming, likely with both pleasure and a little bit of pain. While electro play is great, it can be a little uncomfortable. Next was the butt plug. When he felt it go in, he knew what was coming. But I was going to make him wait this time. When I shocked him in the ass, I wanted it to be as unexpected as the first jolt to his nipples was. So, I reattached the leads to the nipple clamps and shocked those a few times. His nipples were hard, his cock was pulsing (as his ass likely was), and he was wriggling around in the sling. I took the leads off the clamps and walked over to the bed. I picked up the pipe and torch, melted some product into a nice cloud, and then took a deep hit. I walked back to the sling and placed my mouth over his. He opened, and I shotgunned the hit to him. We shared a few more clouds this way. Now, I started to play with the butt plug. Moving it around, pulling it, and putting it back in, teasing his hole with it. I pulled it out to apply more gel and attached the leads then. When I inserted it, I kept up the same playful movements. Then, I sat back and shocked him. “Fuuuuck,” he exclaimed as the current went through his ass. This is always the most intense for me and I trust it was for him as well. I let it dwindle, then hit him again. He couldn’t stay still as he felt the electricity in his ass. I gave him a few more jolts and then pulled the plug out. The clamps were still on his nipples, and the cock ring was still on him. I inserted a bigger butt plug. This wasn’t part of the e-stim kit, but Doug didn’t know. This one was thick, and it filled his ass nicely. After it was in, I attached the leads to his nipple clamps and gave him a few pulses from the control box. His cock was leaking steadily now, and I eagerly lapped up the juices. “How about a shock in your ass?” I asked. Doug paused for a moment and said, “Whatever you want, master.” I could tell that he was kind of dreading it since this was a thick plug and would deliver quite the jolt. I let him sweat it out for a bit, knowing that the toy in his ass couldn’t deliver any e-stim. The anticipation was making him fret and squirm around in the sling. I gave him a last jolt through the nipple clamps before telling him that we were done with the e-stim play. He heaved a sigh of relief at the idea of being free from the voltage, no matter how low. I took off the cock ring and the nipple clamps. The butt plug stayed in place since it wasn’t a part of the kit. I left the blindfold on, too. Now, I picked up a large feather and lightly stroked it across his body. I focused for a while on his nipples since they would be extra sensitive after the clamps. When I moved down to his stomach, he was twitching from the sensations. I skipped over his crotch and moved to his feet, where I ran the feather up and down his inner leg. Just brushing his cock and balls. With no idea what was coming next, Doug was in a high state of anticipation. He never knew where the feather would contact him next, nor did he know if it would be replaced with something else. Well, there was something else. First, I attached some new tit suckers to his nipples. This would be sure to keep him excited. They attached via suction and could be easily pulled off, but he knew that he wasn’t the one to pull them off. Next, I put an Oxballs ball stretcher on under his cock. This was designed to pull his balls away from his cock and keep them stretched out. His cock pumped out a bit of juice when I was negotiating the installation of the stretcher. I picked up the feather and moved it over his cock and distended ball sack. He shivered in delight at the sensation of the light feathers moving around his cock, and he let out a groan of pleasure. I knew, though, that keeping him in the dark (literally) about what would happen next was an exquisite kind of torture for him. Doug is a control freak, and I had now removed almost all elements of control from him. He was fully at my will. Then, I left. I walked out of the room, ensuring that Doug could hear me leave. There was a camera in there, so I’d know what he was doing, but I wanted to test him and see what he would do when he thought no one was watching. Like a good slave, he lay there, waiting for his master’s return. When his master returned, he was not alone.

I understand about gear putting guys into a certain headspace. In my own case it’s leather - I always have at least one piece of leather on at all times, no matter where I am. It gives me a feeling of sexiness and confidence and I love the way I look and feel and smell wearing leather pants or boots and a harness or armbands/gauntlets to work (frequently under work clothes, I mean it’s not for everyone so it might make some people very uncomfortable, which would be inappropriate and unprofessional in a work situation but iykyk) and even to the grocery store, sometimes showing but other times only I have the secret thrill of knowing it’s there…

Part 2- The Soldiers –supporting the troops –the Dr Mike Way At each floor, the elevator chimed, a little bit of Captain Baker’s AIDs filled cum leaked out of my ass, he continued to rub his dick which was showing hard through his cammo pants, and my need to piss continued to increase. My ass was throbbing a bit from his raw fuck, but in that way that just made me want more. My sides also hurt from where he dug into me with his hands and finger nails, but like the good Captain said, he had marked me and in more ways than one. We reached the 8th floor, Captain Baker led the way down the hall, past the vending machines and ice machine, to the last two rooms on the left. The stairwell was across the hall, so was about as private a set of rooms as you could get, and with the constant thrumming of the ice machine, I imagined that if anyone was trying to listen, they would not be able to hear anything coming out of these rooms. Excellent – as I was hoping for some loud, freaky, nasty play without a bandana stuck in my mouth to shut me up. “Wait here a minute Sir,” Captain Baker said as he pulled out a key, and went in the room at the end. He did not close the door fully, and I could see a faint light from the bathroom, some duffle bags, but could see or hear nothing else. The Captain came back a few seconds later and whispered, “OK Sir. You will do what I say at all times, correct Sir? Wade – hmm – Captain Wade is still asleep, so I want us to surprise him. As soon as we get inside, you strip, leave your things there by the closet. You will follow me over to the second bed and get on your hands and knees facing the window. Don’t say a word.” Captain Baker took a big drag on his cigarette, blew out the smoke, leaned over, and gave me a deep, long kiss before suddenly realizing where we were standing, then quickly pulled away and opened the door for me to walk in. Captain Baker led the way into the room and as soon as we were in, he made sure the DO NOT DISTURB sign was on the door handle, he closed the door gently, locked it, and motioned for me to get undressed and put my things on the floor. He got undressed as well, and even in the dim light from the bathroom, I could see he had an amazing body, tight, muscled, light skinned and he looked pretty hairless, and the sight of his raw dick made my ass open up, begging for more. Once we were both naked, Captain Baker motioned for me to follow him, we walked around the corner into the hotel room where I could see from the street lights coming through the cracks in the curtains two beds on the right and the shadow of a TV and dresser on the left. The first bed clearly had someone in it, as they were snoring loudly. Captain Baker led me to the second bed, motioned for me to get up on it doggy style, facing the window, with my ass in the air facing the guy asleep in the bed. Captain Baker got up behind me, found the spots where he had dug into my sides in the bathroom, lined up his now raring hard dick, and slowly eased himself balls deep up my ass. I gasped and moaned from how great his raw dick felt, and Captain Baker loudly said, “AAAHHHH, yeah, that’s good, yes Sir, let me up in there, AAAHHHHHH YEAH – YES SIR!!” as he started stroking my hole and working the load he gave me earlier back up into my ass. “AAAHHHH, yeah, that’s good, yes Sir, let me up in there, AAAHHHHHH YEAH – YES SIR!!” Captain Baker kept saying over and over and it did not take long for the snoring in the bed behind us to stop, and a voice ask, “What the fuck man, I’m trying to sleep here, what the shit ARE YOU DOING? Jesus fucking Christ! You got someone in here Baker? Holy fuck dude- what are….???” “AAHHH Wade man, you got to feel this, “Captain Baker said as he stopped, started to turn with his dick still inside me, guiding me off the bed and around so I was now facing the soldier just waking up. “You got to feel this ass Wade, feels so fucking good man, and guess what man – I gave him my cum – that’s right – shot right up his ass in the bathroom downstairs– he took it too – just like a whore – found us an AIDs whore man – that’s right – AAHHHHH – tight ass – found us a whore to use and I know you have not fucked any pussy in a while and thought you and the guys might like to help me train him. He’ll take it all, won’t you Sir?” I said, “Yes Captain, I want all your AIDs cum, use my ass Captain, please!” The guy named Wade, laughed, “God damn fuck Baker, you told him? How could you….well never mind. So it’s good? Well why not, and you’re right. I have not had a good fuck in ages, so one pussy just as good as another. Come on, push him closer, let me see if the whore knows how to suck dick.” Captain Baker pushed me closer to Wade, who was laying flat on the bed, but had scooted a little closer to the edge so that I could lean over, brace myself on the bed while Captain Baker fucked me, and with my right hand, reached out and felt his dick. DAMN! Wade was like the Captain’s twin. Big, thick meaty dick and already long and hard – some good morning wood going on there. Before I started sucking him I said, “Captain, can we stop a minute, I still need to piss really bad and you keep hitting my bladder, so really got to go.” Captain Baker just laughed, grabbed me tighter on my sides opening the flesh more where his nails dug in. “No can do Sir. When you’re in a combat zone Sir you don’t piss when you want, you learn to go wherever you standing, so piss if you need to, but we ain’t stopping, SIR!” I looked through the darkness towards Wade, while holding his dick, and said, “Please Wade, will you please let me piss first?” I got cuffed up the side of the head and he said, “It’s Captain to you, now shut the fuck up and suck my dick. Whore’s don’t ask stupid questions.” So I bent over, opened my mouth wide to take in Wade’s uncut dick, and started sucking. He must have liked it as he immediately began to gyrate his hips a little, his left hand came up on the back of my head and started pushing down deeper onto his dick while he moaned in pleasure. The sound of Baker’s dog tags clanging together as he fucked me echoed in the room as he started fucking me harder. He was really hurting my sides now as his nails dug deeper, so I knew he was close again. “Want my cum again Sir?” Captain Baker asked, “Want it? Where do you want me to shoot Sir? Where should I shoot Sir?” Damn manners. “Cum in my ass Captain – please Captain, I want your AIDs – GIVE ME YOUR AIDS!!!” I begged. Baker growled, slammed me hard four or five times, then stopped as his dick swelled and spewed his hot virus load into me ass again. His second orgasm was more intense than the first and seemed to last forever as his whole body shook. Meanwhile, Wade was pumping my throat and his moans were getting louder and louder. “Please Captain, I want your cum in my ass too, please give it to me – fuck me PLEASE!!!” I said. I got cuffed again as Wade said, “Don’t talk, your job is to stay in formation and trust me whore, you WILL get it.” Wade pulled his dick out of my mouth and rolled towards the far side of the bed as Baker was still balls deep up my ass, the last of his infected cum being milked out by my ass walls. Wade walked around the bed, slapped Baker on the chest and said, “Come on man, get off, my turn to fill this hole up.” Baker reluctantly stepped back and pulled his dick out of my ass, and Wade stepped right in and started forcing his dick up now freshly fucked hole. No nice to meet you, no asking if I was OK or if this hurt, just mounted and fucked. “Fuck me SOLDIER! Fuck your whore – fuck me soldier!” I yelled. Wade’s dog tags kept the rhythm of his fuck as he worked his dick in and out of my ass raw. While he fucked hard and deep, he also seemed to make sure to scrape each wall in turn, first angling a little to the right and scraping all the way in, then the left, then arching back a bit as he hit and dug high and deep, then leaned forward to ride the bottom rail. Once he did those long strokes he buried his dick right up to the balls, which seemed huge, and made small gyrating motions with his hips, trying to scrape my gutz past the second hole good. I then cried out as Wade pulled all the way out in one motion and he started to turn me around. “No please, I can’t, I can’t take anymore without pissing,” I said. Wade just laughed and as he pushed me onto my back onto his bed, I saw Baker sitting on the end of the other bed, smoking and watching us, stroking his once-again hard dick. Wade crawled up on the bed after me, hiked my legs back towards my shoulders, pinned my arms, and filled me again with his raw, infected dick. I yelped as his dick lasered right in on my full bladder and continued to beg for him to stop as I was going to piss and started to struggle and wiggle. Wade pressed his full weight down, driving deeper and pressing my bladder as he said, “Dirty don’t stop us whore.” Now with every thrust, piss started to stream out my dick. Being half hard, and with my arms pinned, the piss had nowhere to go and shot out up towards my chest and face. I spit and tried to turn my head as some of it hit my mouth, which just turned Wade on as he cuffed my head and said, “DON’T turn away. Look at me while I’m fucking you – look at me while I breed you like the whore you are – LOOK AT ME WHILE I INFECT YOU!!!!!” I could feel his cum shooting into me as he let loose day’s worth of load and my bladder continued to empty as the piss flowed out of my dick and all over me and his bed. Wade wiped the piss around on my chest, coating me good, held up his hand and licked it clean, eased my legs down and climbed off the bed. He then walked around the bed and went to the bathroom, turned on the full set of lights, and closed the bathroom door. I started to get up and saw Baker putting out his cigarette, he then climbed on top of me, letting his full body weight press me into the wet blankets of Wade’s bed, and said, “Sir, you were a good whore there, got me so fucking horny, told you we would train you and fill you with AIDs cum. Did you like that Sir?” “Thank you for marking me again Captain,” I said. “Your friend marked me too, and I want you to make me your whore. Fill me with more Airborne cum. You got more cum for me Captain?” Baker smiled, kissed me hard and long, we heard the toilet flush, so Baker got off me, sat back on his bed and was lighting a cigarette when Wade came back out. “Damn I needed that,” Wade said as he sat down on the bed next to me. I sat up, scooted to the edge, and felt like I had a moment of reprieve to catch my breath. I stood up, Wade put his hand out, stopped me, and said, “Where are you going?” “I still have to piss,” I said, Wade laughed, put his hand down but said, “You need to keep that cum up there alright? Nothing better then a hole full of cum to fuck, makes it nice and wet like a pussy.” I shook my head, went to the bathroom and had to clench my ass as I finished pissing to be sure nothing else came out. As I opened the door to come back out, Wade was there, pushed me back into the bathroom and closed the door. He had a cigarette, leaned against the wall by the tub, set it between his lips as the smoke filled the space between us. He shook his dick at me with both hands, took the cigarette out of his mouth with his left hand, set it in an ashtray on the counter, then said, “I have to piss too – now open your mouth.” I knelt on the tiled bathroom floor, scooted forward, opened my mouth, and waited. It took a while as Wade’s dick was semi-hard, but then a hot, steaming stream of piss started to hit my face, and I covered the end of his dick with my mouth and swallowed. I could not keep up with all the piss he was giving me and it started running down the sides of my mouth and puddling around my knees on the floor. Wade did not stop, and I bet he had not pissed all night as it tasted rancid, and thick, but I kept swallowing like the good whore they wanted me to be. Wade finished, I licked his dick clean, he ran his hands up and down my body, spreading the remnants of his piss and mine all over me. He then coughed a little and through partially clenched jaws said, “Open your mouth again.” I did and Wade leaned over and spit into my mouth, cleared his throat a couple more times, and spit again. “Now swallow,” he said. I swallowed his chunky cough spit, and he smiled and said, “You will take every fluid I got, now let me see that hole.” I stood up, bent over, and Wade steered me a little sideways so he could look in the mirror and see himself looking at my hole. “Nice, still see that cum around the edges, Baker must have bred you good because you were wet.” With that Wade slid his dick back in my hole and started to fuck. He had only made a couple thrusts when someone knocked on the door. “God damn mother fuckers – WHAT?” Wade said as he opened the door. Baker was standing there, looked around Wade to me, back to Wade, then said, “You done?” Wade shook his head, picked up his cigarette, took a long drag, and said, “Yeah, I’m done for the moment. Are they up?” Baker shook his head and walked back into the room. As I followed Wade back into the room I noticed that the door connecting to the next room was now open and their TV was turned on, as was the TV in the room I was in. I also saw a new guy in the room now, he was standing in front of the TV watching a Pay Per View porn, stroking a dick that was a little smaller than Baker’s and Wade’s, as was the rest of him. He did not look at me, just kept stroking his dick as Baker and Wade sat on their beds, smoked their cigarettes, and looked at me. I didn’t know what to do, I went to go sit by Baker, but Wade stopped me and said, “Where do you think you’re going whore? You’re here to take dick, right? Well there’s some dick that needs attention. You’ll have to forgive Captain Jameson, or JJ, there, he’s a little slow up here if you know what I mean,” as he laughed, tapped his head, and continued, “But poor JJ has not fucked in even a longer time than me, so he’s got a full load in his balls for you, don’t you JJ?” JJ did not respond, so I went over to him, got on my hands and knees, he turned slightly so I could start sucking him, but his eyes were still focused on the porn. His dick got even harder as I worked him around in my mouth, slowly sucking him deeper and deeper. “You like that JJ?” Wade asked, “He’ll take your nutt man, got some good pussy hole that we already worked up, but not sure that little dick of yours would even be able to feel him now after us,” he laughed. JJ did not respond verbally, but started fucking my mouth and suddenly erupted, squirting thick nutt into my mouth and down my throat. I was working to get every drop of cum out of his balls when a deep, booming voice behind me said in a heavy Southern drawl, “Well, I’ll be damn. Seems like ya’lls little whore ain’t nothing but a fag.” JJ immediately pulled his dick out of my mouth, Baker sat up straight, Wade tensed, and I slowly turned around –still on my knees – to see who had said that. The other soldier from the room next door made Baker and Wade look like kids as the light from the bathroom, his room, and the TV cast crazy shadows around his massive body. He was several inches taller than them, a lot more muscular with huge broad shoulders, pecs that were broad, rounded, and covered with dark hair. His arms were thick, veiny and running up each was a tattoo of a snake that wound around his arms, across his shoulders and the heads of the snakes met on his chest below his neck, their mouths open, venom dripping from their fangs. As my eyes moved down his body I could not believe how tan he looked, and he had big thick legs, and was wearing his black combat boots, but they looked scuffed and worn unlike Baker’s that were shiny and pristine. As he stepped closer I finally got a clear view of his dick, and it took my breath away. This guy was a good 12 inches long, super thick, and capped with a huge mushroom head. His balls drooped behind his shaft, and were huge as well, so they sort of pushed his dick out and forward. My mouth literally dropped open as I looked up to his face. He was not clean shaven like the other guys, but looked like he had a few days of growth on his beard, that outlined a big square jaw, pale blue eyes, and a buzzed hairline that seemed to come too far down his forehead. He was smoking a cigarette, so the smoke hanging around his head made him seem almost mythical. I was still staring at his dick when Baker said, “This is Captain Fontaine.” Fontaine walked past me, his dick swinging like a club side to side slapping his thighs, he went over by the window, sat in one of the chairs, took the cigarette out of his mouth and with a sneer said, “Don’t let me stop you girls – go on now, don’t mind me, get back to whatever little faggot tea party you were having. Where’s your fucking liquor?” I was still staring as Fontaine looked at me, and I could not tell where this was going and was getting a little nervous as he clearly made the other guys tense. Baker looked at me and said, “Never mind him, come here.” So I stood up, walked over to Baker who was sitting on his bed, and Wade directly across from him on the other. As I stood in front of Baker he pushed me back a step against Wade, who guided me down to sit onto his dick. My ass was full of cum and had been pretty well fucked, so I slid on with no trouble. I started riding Wade’s dick, while Baker stood up, put his dick in my mouth, grabbed my head and started fucking my throat. “Oh yeah, that’s a good whore, suck my dick good – nice wet mouth – wet hole too huh Wade? Nice and wet hole – yeah.” Wade chimed in too, “I could fuck this pussy hole all day – man this is good – and don’t worry whore – we CAN fuck all day – can’t be Airborne without having some stamina, so you best buckle up.” I could only mumble a response as Baker filled my throat with his dick and I rode Wade. A large shadow blocked the light from the TV as Fontaine said, “I’ve waited long enough. Let me see if this fag can actually suck a dick.” Fontaine pushed Baker to the side, stood in front of me and put the head of his humongous dick in my mouth. He smelled like old cigarettes, stale beer, sweat, piss and I had to try to stretch my mouth wide to take the mushroom head and heard Baker say, “I was not done yet,” with an edge in his voice. Fontaine paused, stepped back from me – although Wade kept working his dick up my ass – and looked at Baker. Fontaine reached down, grabbed Baker’s cigarette out of his hand, took a long drag, and looked back at Baker who was sitting on the bed with anger, jealousy, and a range of emotions flashing over his face. He was clearly frustrated and wanted to do something, and was now maybe regretting his choice of bringing the guys in from next door. “Time for some fag bashing,” Fontaine said as he grabbed me by left arm, lifted me up and off of Wade’s dick, and pushed towards the door to his room all in one swift motion. Baker stood up as if to stop him, but Fontaine pushed him back onto the bed and said, “DON’T FUCK WITH ME!!. Fontaine pushed me through the door to his room, locked it, and Baker started immediately knocking on the door and saying to bring me back. Fontaine yelled back, “You got yours asshole, now I’m getting MINE. Don’t worry, you’ll get back what’s left when I am done.” Fontaine then looked at me and said, “Looks like you found a Puppy – that’s what we call Baker – Puppy.” I stood looking around the room, surprisingly not afraid as I figured no matter what this guy said, he could not be that bad if Baker was willing to bring me up to being with. I noticed the bed closest to door had boots by the side, folded cammo pants and a white t-shirt laid on the end, and the bed looked like it had been barely slept in. The TV in here was playing porn – straight porn, and some kinky shit too and as I continued to look around the room I saw what must be Fontaine’s bed, which was the one closest to the window. The bed was a complete wreck, there were a couple full ashtrays on the floor beside the bed full of cigarette butts. There were clothes tossed around the floor and across the foot of the bed. The smell of him was thick and heavy in this room, and made my ass tingle and twitch. Fontaine walked around me, grabbed a pack of cigarettes, lit one up, looked at me, and while ignoring the continued knocks on the connecting door said, “You better have some of that rum on the table. You’re going to need it.” I looked at the table in the corner, saw the bottle, walked over, and took several big gulps. DAMN that shit burned. I took a few more gulps, felt the warmth of it start to spread, and turned around to see Fontaine, cigarette in one hand, his dick in the other. “Bet you ain’t seen a one-eyed monster like this before have you fag?” Fontaine said. “This here’s a REAL SOLDIER DICK. Too bad the girls got you first, I would have enjoyed hearing you cry as I raped that faggot hole – bet we still gonna have a good time. Now get over here, lick my balls.” I started to walk towards him, but Fontaine said, “STOP FAGGOT. Back up, get on the floor, you need to show me you what a lowlife you are. You crawl to me fag, crawl on your hands and knees and get over here and lick my dirty boots.” As I got down and started crawling across the floor I realized the knocking had stopped and hoped Baker was not upset with me. I made it to Fontaine and started licking his boots. First the left, then the right, then back to the left. “Get on your knees,” Fontaine said, “Up against the door – sit up straight FAG!” I did as I was told and as soon as I was in position Fontaine had his dick in my mouth and was skull fucking me. “Yeah choke on it fag, you’re supposed to know how to suck dick – guess I need to do the work,” Fontaine growled as he grabbed my head between both his huge hands, held me tight, and started making me choke and gag as he tried to force all 12 inches of his dick down my throat. I could not breathe as he held it in my throat and started choking me. Fontaine laughed and said, “SUCK IT FAG – SUCK THAT SOLDIER DICK – SUCK IT!” The rum I drank was trying to come back up as Fontaine choked me on his dick and as Fontaine got louder the guys next door started knocking on the door again and I could hear Baker asking Fontaine to open up. Fontaine loomed over me, he spit on me and growled, “I love beating the shit out of fags, homeless, and illegals, you all deserve it. See you bleed on my boots as I stomp you. But these boys here would get a bit worked up about that, so I’ll just have to make do hurting you how I can. Choke on this dick!” After he realized I could not take it all down my throat, Fontaine hauled me up and pushed towards his bed. He stopped me in front of the TV as he lifted my arms out and saw the marks Baker had left on my sides where his fingers and nails had dug into me and left little blood trails marking me. “I see you like it rough faggot,” Fontaine said as he dropped my arms and slapped my face. “Let me hear you beg Ol’Fontaine for some real man dick faggot – not those little water pistols the boys got – (SLAP) – let me hear you fag – what do you want – (SLAP). TELL ME FAG – (SLAP) – TELL ME.” I was sort of stunned form the slaps, which had gotten harder and harder, but could hear Baker on the door again and rattling the doorknob trying to get in. Fontaine just ignored them, spit in my face twice, slapped me really hard and said, ”TELL ME FAG – YOU WANT SOME REAL SOLDIER DICK?” I turned, faced him, spit square into the center of his chest just below the snake head tats, looked up at him square in the eyes and said, “Let’s see what you got ASSHOLE and if you got the skills to work that thing,” as I slapped at his dick, which bounced up and down, coming to stand at full attention. Fontaine paused, then burst out laughing, “Oh yeah, I think we’ll get along just fine – just fine - I like a little fire in the girls I fuck, none of that passive-lay-there-like-a wet-rag shit. You wanna be my girl faggot? Be my faggot girl?” I did not have a chance to reply before Fontaine pushed me over the end of his bed, clamped his huge hands around my sides where Baker had held me and drove his nails and fingers into the same spots. I immediately felt the marks start to bleed as Fontaine leaned forward a little, spit on my back, and said, “I’m going to rape that that hole – you’re my sweet faggot girl now, my sweet faggot who’s gonna bleed so good for Ol’Fontiaine,” and with that he forced that mushroom head through my ass ring and I screamed as I felt my ass give and my hole bleed as he continued on, forcing his dick up my hole. Pounding me into submission as he used me for his pleasure. “Gimme your hole sweet faggot girl, that’s it, don’t fight Fontaine, don’t fight Fontaine, I know you’re a good faggot for me,” Fontaine said as he let go of my sides, and pulled his dick out – tearing me as much going out as he did going in. I shook and Fontaine continued, “Damn sweetie, I really made you bleed. You want me to stop faggot, you want Ol’Fontaine to stop fucking you like you deserve?” I turned my head and said, “No Soldier! I want your cum, I need you to infect me, - I NEED YOUR AIDS CUM IN MY BLOODY HOLE!” “What the FUCK did you say faggot?” Fontaine growled and spit on me. He grabbed a handful of my hair, leaned down by my face and said again, “What the FUCK did you say faggot?” “BREED ME WITH YOUR AIDS CUM SOLDIER!!” I screamed. Fontaine pulled me up, pushed me towards the window, pulled the drapes wide open and said, “Fucking faggot! Let everyone watch as I give you the fucking gay death!!” I leaned forward, braced myself against the window sill as Fontaine came up behind me, he wrapped a towel around my neck and twisted it around his left arm almost like a horse bridle. With his right hand he grabbed my waist again and I screamed loud as he slammed his mushroom headed dick back up my ass. Fontaine was breeding me like a wild man. His Army boots giving him traction to slam fuck me and I could feel blood running down my leg. The harder he fucked the more he pulled and twisted on the towel around my neck, while digging into my side. “OH YEAH FAGGOT GIRL – RAPE THAT PUSSY HOLE – FEEL OL’FONTAINE RAPE THAT HOLE, TAKE FONTAIN’ES DICK, TAKE FONTAINE’S DICK, TAKE IT, TAKE MY CUM FAGGOT!!!” As Fontaine cummed up my ass he fucked harder and deeper and twisted the towel tight. I could barely breathe as he yanked back on the towel to leverage burying his AIDs dick in my ass. When he was done, Fontaine yanked his dick, out of my shredded hole and using the towel dragged me back towards the door, unlocked it, and pushed me past Baker and JJ, back into the other room Baker put his arms around me and said, “You OK? Sorry Sir, I didn’t think – damn – you sure you OK?” Fontaine stepped into the room, put his hands on my ass and squeezed, laughed and said, “The faggot’s alright, just got a proper fuck from a real soldier – didn’t you faggot girl – ask him if he didn’t enjoy it? Didn’t you fag?” Fontaine laughed again and stepped back into his room, followed by JJ, who closed the door. Baker unwrapped the towel from around my neck and said “Fontaine didn’t mean no harm, he’s just a little rough around the edges.” Wade interrupted and said, “No man, you know that mother fucker is crazy and is gonna get us all killed some day I swear.” “Do you want a drink,” Baker asked as he guided me to his bed. I shook my head yes and Wade handed me a bottle of rum and I took a few big gulps. Baker sat beside me, smoking on a cigarette feverishly, his leg going up and down, and breathing hard all nervous like. I stood up in front of him, pulled his head against my torso and said, “I’m good man, he was fine, so no worries.” Wade let out a whistle, “HOLY FUCK – he made you bleed – damn that’s HOT!” as he opened my ass cheeks and buried his dick in my torn ass. I yelped a little, leaned down, kissed Baker long and hard as Wade gave me another load. I then immediately turned and sat on Baker’s dick as I licked Wade clean. Wade bent down to kiss me, but Baker pushed him off, “No, none of that. I’m sharing, but none of that.” After I got another load from Baker, we laid down on his bed, him spooning me and his dick inside my ass. He and Wade took turns keeping their AIDs filled dicks warm inside my ass as the cum and blood and ass juice gave them the hot wet hole they wanted. JJ did not come back in the room, but Fontaine did when Baker was in the shower starting to get ready for class. Wade told him he should go, but Fontaine laughed and said, “Give me a minute, go into my room and help JJ with his uniform, you know he can’t never get it right.” Wade looked at me, I nodded that I was ok, and he went into the other room and closed the door. I glanced nervously towards the bathroom, but Baker was still in the shower. Fontaine’s dick was at attention and I wanted to feel him so bad again, so I stood, turned around, and backed up against his hot, hard body, impaling myself on his huge cock and, and gulping air as his mushroom head split my ass all over again. “Aren’t you worried that Puppy will get all upset and piddle on the floor?” Fontaine said as he laughed. I just moaned, pushed myself off of his dick, then back onto it – yelping a little as the head popped in again. “Aaahhh,” Fontaine said, “I see that faggot girl likes this SOLDIER DICK. You need another rape faggot girl?” I said, “Yes, yes, please,” as I kept coming off his dick head and making it pop back through my ass ring. Fontaine’s huge left hand covered my mouth, he slammed deep and I screamed into his hand. He leaned down and whispered into my ear, “My orders have changed and I will not be joining the boys at class this afternoon. What I will be doing is coming to your house faggot girl, you will wait on me, shine my boots, make me some drinks, and most of all faggot – I am going to tear that girl hole to shreds as I beat the shit out of you faggot and make you my own little AIDs bitch, because you know what? I know what that biohazard tat of yours means and I intend to make sure you hurt for days and that my DNA becomes the ultimate virus in that faggot hole of yours. I can fuck for hours, and trust – there will be no stopping and no interruptions this time. Understand FAG! Here, write down your address and phone number, I will be there just after 14:00 and you best be ready.” I shook my head yes, Fontaine pulled out of my ass, I leaned down and licked his dick clean, he opened the door, went back to his room, and Wade came back, looked at me, shook his head and lit a cigarette. Baker came out, let Wade shower, and we just chatted as he put his uniform on and got ready for class. I then took a shower, keeping as much cum up my ass as I could. When I was done, Baker told Wade he would be right back and walked me home. When we got to my place, Baker came up, came into my apartment, kissed me hard and said, “Sir, I expect to see you back at my room at 0400 tomorrow Sir. I have boots to shine and kit to gather for the last day of class and then we are all on leave for next 10 days. I think we are gonna have a good time Sir.” Baker kissed me again and left. I only had about 30 minutes to get ready, so I called Dr Mike, reported in on what had happened so he could update my chart, and he said he would find out exactly where these soldiers were stationed as this was the perfect opportunity to get my AIDs strain into the armed forces, use them to introduce me to as many soldiers as I could. He would even pay for my travel there and get me a hotel room right by the base so I my ass was convenient and ready to infect. Once I was done with Dr Mike I made a very strong drink, drank it down, and made another and waited as I knew Fontaine was on his way and this faggot could not wait for him breed me again.

This is the story I was talking about in my other post. It will have a trans guy or two in it later on. But this is the setup. If you don't want to read about trans guys, maybe move along. PART I It was Friday night and I’d had a terrible week. I wanted to just let loose, get high as fuck and spend the night at the baths. Who knows, if things worked well, it might be all weekend. I’m Mike, a 45 year old pig. I’m covered in salt and pepper hair, and have a nice fat uncut dick for fucking pig boys holes, and a huge hairy ass for taking those pig boys’ loads when my holes gets hungry. I’m a short, hairy, piggy switch with a filthy mind and mouth. Anyway, I slipped my supplies into a small zippered pouch. I cleaned out my hole, smoked a few hits and parked behind the baths, psyched that the parking lot was already 3/4 full at 10PM. Hopefully it was going to be a good night. I was walking to the door when I noticed something strange. A unique car. Sitting in the parking lot behind the bathhouse was my 20 year old son’s car. He drives an old British Mini, which is an unusual thing in America. Besides it has a huge Union Jack on the roof. You can’t miss it. I even helped him work on it, it was one way we bonded as dad and son. I wasn’t entirely surprised. I’m pretty sure Adam doesn’t know his old man is a filthy pig faggot, but I had definitely clocked him that way. He looked like a slightly shorter version of his very short Dad. I’m only 5’5” tall, but have wide shoulders, thick tree trunk legs from playing rugby and a face covered in thick blonde facial hair, all the time. Sometimes I have a beard, sometimes it’s just thick stubble. Adam is only 5’3” but did gymnastics in school, so he’s got big chest and shoulder muscles and has the same pelt of blonde fur that I have, but not quite as thick. Yet. I get a lot of attention from women and men of all ages but only fuck men. My sons are from being a sperm donor to two lesbian friends I’ve known since high school. They did most of the parental duties but I was around a good amount since we lived in the same city, and was involved in my boys’ lives. I went in the door and my buddy Brad was working behind the counter. “Hey Mikey, what’s going on?” “Hey Brad! Shitty week. Wanna get freaky and piggy this weekend. Think you can help?” Brad just smiled and said “OINK.” I paid for 8 hours in a room. He slid the key through the slot and buzzed me through. I looked at the key and noticed that he had upgraded me to the sling room for the normal tiny room price. Pays to know the staff at the baths, and occasionally let them use your cunt and share your drugs. I wandered to my room the long way around so I could get the lay of the land and see what was happening. The place was already hopping. There were men everywhere, in the locker room, walking the hallways, chatting and laughing in the hot tub and showers and moaning in the darkroom. I bumped into my buddy Tom and he grinned and said “I think you’re going to be in for a nice surprise tonight.” I just smiled and said, “yeah, I know. I saw the car in the parking lot. This is going to be fun.” He laughed and told me which room he was in. I found my room, shut the door, quickly got undressed, and locked my stuff up in the locker in the room. I took a Cialis, took my water bottle out of my backpack and pulled out my stash. The other advantage of knowing the staff at the baths (and occasionally letting them know my holes) was that they never checked my backpack for contraband. I pulled out my toys and laid them out on the table next to the bed. Then I grabbed the pouch which contained prepared points. I was planning to get really nasty tonight and had made them nice and strong. I got the other supplies ready, finally able to relax. I realized my hole was desperate for some cock, so I reached over and grabbed my medium sized butt plug and lube and slid it up my cunt. MUCH better. I pulled one of the points out, tapped it to make sure there were no air bubbles, tied off my arm with a strap and slid the point into the vein in the crook of my arm. I took a deep breath, let the air out, and pulled the plunger back. A flash of red went into the barrel of the point and I slowly pushed all of the liquid back into my vein. I took another deep breath, laid down on the bed, put my arm in the air and and unclipped the strap. SHOWTIME! FUCK YES. I pulled the needle out, unsteadily capped it and put it back in the little box with my other stuff. I laid back, coughing hard. Once I caught my breath, my body was on fire, and my hole was ravenous. I quickly left the room and made my way to the public sex area with just a sexy jock and ball cap on, towel slung over my shoulder, showing off my big, fat, furry ass. Luckily there were lots of guys in the dimly lit darkroom. I went to the empty fuck bench and bent over it, letting anyone touch my thickly hairy body which was on fire from the slam. I turned around and said, in a low voice, “who’s gonna breed me?” It was time to get piggy. The surprise could wait.

I'd always been fascinated by the bathhouse scene. Something about back to back anonymous hookups just gets my engine purring as a horny bottom. It had been awhile since I'd been to one but it also been a rough week. My BF just left me, and my usual fwb weren't around. I needed fucking and I needed it bad. Normally I liked to play bare in bed, but anytime I'd been to a bathhouse I always made the guys wrap up due to the sense of elevated risk. This time though, I had been fighting off a serious urge to take some loads deep. At this point in the story I am an experienced bareback bottom, neg despite years of risky play, and not on prep. I'm not sure why I never went on prep, other than sometimes the subconscious makes decisions for us. So I made a pact with myself. I'd head down to the nearest bathhouse and leave the condoms at home. I wanted to take 12 loads total, ideally from at least 6 different guys. My record was 8 so this was only a small stretch but enough to make me work for it. I packed my bag and hopped the train. As soon as arrived I could tell it was going to be a fun night. It was Saturday so the place was packed. I checked in and went to find my locker. I could feel guys eyes on my tight little ass as I stripped and closed my locker. I returned the stares with a wink and headed off to find an open sling. I wanted to get a few loads under my belt right away to ease my anxiety. As soon as I got myself situated in a sling, three guys had already lined up to play. Off to a good start. The first guy came right up and started touching me and playing with my hole. "Love an unused hole. You want me safe or bare babe?" to which I replied "only bare please". He smiled and lubed up. Before long he was balls deep and fucking me hard while the other two watched. Without another word he shot his load deep in my willing cunt and pulled out. The second guy didn't hesitate to follow in the same fashion. The third guy was bigger than both of them and took his time with me, really pleasuring me as he fucked me deep and slow. We both came together and I could tell he shot a huge load in me. After he did he said he'd be right back. He returned a few moments later with a sharpie. "I want to help you keep track" he said as he wrote Load Count and struck 3 lines below it. I found this incredibly hot and said "lets make it 4 then". He gladly obliged and flooded my hole again, dutifully adding another strike to my thigh. He slipped the marker into a pocket in the strap of the sling, kissed me, and left. I decided it was time to move around so I got up, taking the marker with me, and headed in search of a nice cock to suck on to give my ass a small break. I quickly found a nice hung guy in a room with the door open who was jerking off alone. I quickly joined him and sank to my knees. He gladly released his hand from his cock and fed it to me. I could tell he was close so I wasted no time and made him shoot his load down my throat. Yum. "Find me later in a sling": I said and left. The evening was moving fast and my load count was only 1/3 there so I decided it was time to get back to it. I headed for the dark room, found a bench and got on, bending over and making my cunt available for whoever came along. After a few minutes I heard someone shuffle in and slowly his hands found me. Without ever saying a word, his hard cock found my hole and he slid right in, made easy by all the cum leaking out of me. He fucked me hard for a few minutes, came inside, and left without a word. Another cock followed in the same fashion. This one managed to grunt "fuck yeah you're a cum dump" before pulling out. I was incredibly turned on and hadn't cum since the sling. I needed more. I stumbled out into the hallway and took my trusty sharpie to myself, adding two more strikes. I wasn't counting mouth shots, so now I was up to 6 loads. As I did this, I noticed a tall strong looking guy watching me from the other side of the hallway. He had a long thick cock. I glanced him up and down noticeably enough for him to walk over and talk to me. As he got closer I noticed a biohazard tattoo above his hip. I knew what this was, and it wasn't what I was seeking. Nevertheless, he was very attractive and his cock was amazing. "Taking a few loads there, huh boy?" he said looking down at me. "Yes sir" I mumbled back, still gazing at his cock. "You want a few more?" he responded, cock twitching and rock hard. "I...um.." I stumbled over my words, looking at him, his cock, back to his tattoo, back to him. "I'm not on prep". "No? Hm, well maybe you're not ready for my toxic loads yet then, but I'm sure we will change that". With that he leaned in and kissed me hard, and grabbed my ass, then walked away saying "it's your choice". Looking down my cock was so hard. Fuck. Why did that turn me on so much? Now throbbing, I needed a distraction from that beautiful cock. Passing a few rooms, I finally found one that was open. Two guys were jerking each other off in a bed. I stepped in and offered myself "need a bottom boys?". They both nodded enthusiastically and got up to make room for me. They both fucked me missionary, taking turns tagging me with their bare cocks. Soon enough my count was up to 8 as I left the room with their loads dripping down my leg. In the hallways I passed mr biohazard again. Fuck I thought, my cock just twitched again and he definitely noticed as I blushed and looked away. I felt him look back as I passed and chuckled - probably at the amount of cum leaking out of my well used hole. I headed back to the sling, hoping to free my mind from this little trap and bump my count up as I was starting to get a little tired. Sure enough as I strapped in, and secured my sharpie back in its original place, another man was at the door staring at me and jerking himself off. I motioned him to come in. He walked up, staring at my leg and all the tallies counting up the loads I'd taken. "I love cum dumps" he said. "you want me to fuck you?". "please" i managed to moan back. "Good, I have been waiting for someone to let me breed them all day". He slid in easily. His cock was on the smaller side, but he had a good build and a cute face. And honestly after the ravaging I'd been taking a smaller cock was kind of a relief. He really got off on my sloppy but still tight enough little hole and shot his load quickly into me. A little disappointed, I was quickly relieved when he didn't pull out and started thrusting again - driving his first load deeper and then finally shooting a second one in me. "fuck yes, add your tallies please" I said as he pulled out. I could feel his fresh cum leaking out of me. He looked down as it splattered on the floor. "Shame, I wish more had stayed inside you. You're pretty full.". With that he got down on the ground and started eating me out, extracting all those loads with his tongue. It felt amazing. He came back up and planted a big cummy kiss on my lips. "Let's try that again" and as though he had endless stamina, he thrust his cock back in me again - fucking me slow and deep this time until he shot what felt like the biggest load yet deep inside. He pulled out, added another tick line to my thigh, kissed me, and left. 11 loads will have to do, I thought to myself. It wasn't going to get better than that. But I wanted to cum again, so I lingered in the sling for a few minutes, jerking myself off. Before I could cum I heard a voice at the door. "I guess you're ready for me now." I looked up to see mr biohazard, harder than before, standing in front of me. Fuck. My cock got even harder at the sight of him. "Let me help" he said, taking my cock into his hand. I returned the favor, I thought maybe I could satisfy him with a mutal jo and call it a day. As we played with each other he leaned in close, and said "I need to be inside you boy". Looking up at him I must have just looked like an utter slut. I opened my mouth, providing an invite, again hoping this would satisfy him. He took me up on it, pulling me forward so he could get his cock deep in my mouth. As I sucked him he started talking to me. "No point resisting me now boy. I just watched you take 3 poz loads from my friend Ben. He's even more toxic than I am. But I don't want him to have all the fun, I had called you first.". With his cock filling my mouth I couldn't say a word but panic clearly spread over my face. "Don't worry, it'll be okay. I guess you have a choice now, huh? You can get out of here, get some pep and you probably won't convert. Or, you can stay, and enjoy this big cock burying itself deep in your fertile little hole. You can give in to my big poz loads. Heck if you do that, maybe I'll even go home with you and we can make a night of it. Yeah, I think you'd like that". My heart was racing as his words sunk in. I'd already taken 3 poz loads? As he pulled his cock out of my mouth, he pushed me back and started to tease my hole with his cock. "What'll it be then boy?". My fear was quickly turning to ecstasy as he gently pushed the head of his cock into me. Looking over his shoulder I could see a few guys had gathered to watch, and one of them was the very guy who'd given me the sharpie. He caught my glance and said "Wow you're doing great on that load count, I didn't realize mine wouldn't be your only poz load of the night". FUCK. I'd been taking poz loads all night?! At this moment something in my brain snapped. I broke. All my mind could focus on was this huge hard cock begging to enter me, and that missing 12rh strike on my thigh. I looked up at him and just managed to choke out the words "just take me then". At this all he and the guys at the door went wild. "yeah boy, I knew you'd give it up" he just about shouted and with that he pushed in - all the way in - fucking deep inside me. I felt his balls hit my ass as I let out a loud moan and gasped "oh fuck yes". He went to town on me, fucking slow and deep and then by the end railing me harder than any guy yet. I felt him tense up and he leaned in close to growl "take my poz load" and shot an enormous rope of cum straight into my bare, unprotected cunt. As he did I exploded all over myself, lost in the waves of the orgasm he was burying in my guts. He kept his cock inside me for a minute, finally pulling out. As he did two of the guys who had been watching immediately approached and without asking fucked me back to back dropping two more loads inside me. Poz daddy watched the entire time. When they finished he took me again. This time slow and lovingly, kissing me while he did it. I put one hand on his tattoo and used the other to pull him deeper into me. "Thats it little slut, you got what you needed now" and he shot another poz load in me. "Lets get you cleaned up" he said, as he drew the additional 4 lines on my leg. I'd now run out of room on my little thighs, all marked up. 15 loads. I was in shock. He walked me to the showers and helped me clean up and get dressed. My mind was spinning. "So, I'm james by the way. What do you think? You wanna take me home and keep the fun going?" Even to my own surprise I nodded quietly and grabbed his hand. The whole train ride back he held me close and kissed me, not caring who was watching. As we entered my apartment it all became real. I had brought this stranger, who just helped try and poz me, home. I brought him to my home, to fuck me all night and do whatever he wanted to me. What have I become? As these thoughts started to race, I felt his hands wrap around me. He gently unbuttoned my pants and started to undress me. As his hard cock pressed against my bare ass again, my mind went blank. I led him straight back to the bedroom. "We've got a long night ahead of us" he growled as he spread my legs and thrust his big, bare, poz cock into me again. I moaned loud enough for the neighbors to hear as he took me again, and again, and again that night. I guess I made my choice.

Last night in preparation for a slutty weekend of cumdumping with the horse cocks and donkey dicks of Atlanta, I decided to take some dick. Usually I like to get a motel or hit up a sauna unless I'm at a gay campground, but decided to just invite men over to my house. For some reason inviting one stranger over for 1:1 is no big deal, but having multiple guys enter my unlocked house to find my ass up in my own room feels a little too risky. But didn't feel like spending the cash on a motel for such a last min deal. have been in chastity for almost two weeks. The after work crowd was a dud, and I didn't really get loads until later in the evening. My first top was a short beefy light skin guy with a thick 7.5 in cut cock. He was cool with being first and taking time to open me up and responded when I gave him feedback to slow down or come out of me for a sec. Once I was opened with the help of his dick and my poppers, it felt really nice, and after he came my hole was buzzing and hungry for more cock. Load number 2 was a 29 year old vers white guy 5'11' 200lb with big balls and a cut 7 incher. He was excited to have at least one load up there to enjoy. He had a pent up load and when he came I could feel it and it was euphoric. I didn't realize til after he left how much it was and a lot of it fell out when he pulled out. I was even hornier now, but in a great mood after taking two nice dicks, so I noticed the really large amount of spillage-splooge on the towel and had the idea to grab my lube shooter. I siphoned up his load and shot it back up my hole, smiling to myself thinking how piggy that was. Can't let good cum go to waste after all! And it was a big load, coming from me who shoots a lot. I had a lull with two bigger guys coming through. One couldn't get hard at all so he just bounced, and the other came by after breeding someone else and he couldn't get hard even after I put on a hood and sucked him for 10 min. A bummer but it happens. I hate to say it, but part of why I don't consider myself a 'no loads refused' type is because I have a 6th sense about when tops will not be good lays, especially if they have trouble either getting it up or inserting. Usually bigger guys with chodes - if they do get hard, they are not the ideal shape to get in my naturally tight hole and hurt a lot more than hung guys, to me at least... mood was a bit low after two duds, but you cant win them all. And not to bottom shame anyone, but some guys just don't make great cumdump tops. Going between Grinder/BBRT/Sniffies/Scruff now looking for more dicks, and I get a message from guy #1. He asks if I'm still taking loads. I respond yes, I am, you want to come back through? And he says absolutely. (We love a repeat customer folks) Told him I had got only another one, but he was down (load 2 was big so made up for the mishaps of the two guys who did'nt breed me). He came back and it was easier than the first time gettin it in me, being more opened and with two big loads in me. Felt very good my hole was practically whistling now. He gave it to me for a little less that the first time, and left another load in me. I was really horny now and ready for more dick. Cum drunk? I was checking Grindr and found that this couple I have played with probably 4-5 times was online. I messaged them and they confirmed they were looking. I usually don't do this (leave my location to meet someone), but since I knew it would be good with them, I drove the 10 or so minutes to their big victorian house to hookup, with three loads in me. The top is a short black Twink with a fantastic uncut 8 incher he really knows how to use and the vers bottom husband is a white Twink about 5'11". We do our normal routine which is to suck them both back and forth, then the top fucks me while I suck his husband while he goons. The tops dick is really long so the strokes feel endless. I have to popper up to keep my hole open so it can go in and out without dragging my walls. He fucks me for a good 20-25 minutes and I feel like i'm diassociating. (His lucky husband! But also taking that everyday would be a challenge so threesomes make sense haha). He takes a minute to cum, and it feels like it lasts like 5 minutes with various stages when he finally does. After he cums for real, I thank them for another great session and drive back home, ass full of nut. The next loads came in relative quick succession. Load #5 is a chubby 5'7" black guy with reallyyy thick 7.5 in cut dick. He really stretched me wide and even with a lot of loads it felt like a feat to open for him. Luckily I had been fucked a few times because he quickly fastened the pace of his thrusts. I was really wet now. I could feel the past 4 loads coating his cock and my hole, and it felt amazing going in and out of me. Like so great. He came deep inside me, during a poppers haze, and the next guy who had actually arrived a little bit before him stuck his dick in me like 5 seconds after he pulled out. He (5'10" white 30 year old with a 6 day load and 'bottom' on his Sniffies) must have been really nervous as he couldn't get hard and was seeming to be amping himself up until the black guy came up. It was just what he needed, as he was rock hard, and it felt super great immediately having a different cock enter me after the previous one. My hole was so happy, open, wet, and sensitive. I thought to myself is this is how it is after 6 loads, what's a 20+ Atlanta session going to be like?! It was getting late, especially for a 'school night' so I was thinking of calling it a night. I received a Sniffies message asking if I was around. Looking at the chat and it was a guy who bred me at a last minute motel cumdump I hosted in June a few weeks ago. I remember how nice his (41 year old short alternative black guy) cock was (7 in cut) and that he used it well, though the first time he was load number 1. He was glad to hear I was available and I gave him my address to come over. As luck would have it we live 5 minutes away from each other. I got ass up, ready for a dick I knew would feel good. He was verbal, and excited by my hole being cummy this time. He entered with relative ease after having taken 6 loads. I was super wet and with the combo of poppers and being opened up, he slid in and out balls deep with total ease. It was so hot. I was still horny, being locked for a little over a week, and without any possibility of relief from my cock, having me hole and prostate massaged was providing so much relief, at least while his dick was in my ass. He was really enjoying me ass, and I was enjoying him taking the time to go slow and really explore. Being so open and wet but getting dicked down real slow was heaven. He fucked me for 20 to 25 minutes and since it was probably the last dick of the night, that was fine by me. For the last 7 or so minutes he picked up the pace and I was literally just a hole. It felt great. He blasted his load deep, and pulled out slowly, telling me not to force him our because he was so sensitive and needed to come out gingerly. Really glad he got to experience my hole but creamy this time and I'm glad I got to get more of his skills this time. I will definitely hit him up if I take loads in my home city. I started writing this recap at home but I'm in ATL now. Super tired so going to bed and rest up for a hopefully cum filled weekend.

Top is someone who is hard and wants to fuck and cum at that point in time. I top and bottom. Sometimes I want nothing more than fucking and ass. Sometimes I want to take dick.

I have a regular FB that has full blown AIDS. He recharged me when I was on a med break. We spent an entire day with him fucking me anytime he wanted. He pumped 7 loads of his extremely Toxic, high viral loads deep in my ass. He would fuck me hard and deep, deposit his load and as he pulled out he would shove a plug in my ass! When I left that night he told me as after pumping in his 7th load that I had to keep the plug in as long as I could stand it. I got home at 9 pm, the plug finally had to come out at 1 am. Nothing dropped out. 3.5 weeks later I had a case of the flu, albeit a mild one compared to when I was originally infected, but it still took me down for a couple of days.

This morning I was horny from the time I woke up. I went to brunch with friends and kept getting a semi and my shorts were soaked in precum. On the walk home I passed and ABS so I thought what the heck and I walked in. It was quiet. I went into a booth, nobody on either side and decided to just put my dick through the hole and wait. About 5-10 minutes later, I heard the door close in the booth where my cock was hanging through. I quickly felt a mouth on my dick and was instantly hard. He kept sucking me but I was really hoping for some ass. I pulled my cock back and whispered give me your ass. It was one of those booths with a larger hole so I could see him moving and pretty quickly his ass was presented. I’m not gonna lie, it wasn’t a pretty ass but I was horny. I slowly pressed the head of my dick against his hole. His ass was loose and well used so I was able to push all the way in on the first thrust. After about a minute of fucking, I started getting streaks of cum back on my dick. I was already so horny so I decided to just let it go and shot a huge load in him after about three minutes of fucking. I was about to pull my shorts up but I saw a guy watching through the hole on the other side. My dick was covered in cum from the guys ass and I was still leaking the last drops of my load. I pivoted around and put my dick through the other hole. That guy licked all the cum off and to my surprise, backed his ass right onto my cock. He was much tighter and at first the sensation was almost too much because I had just cum. I kept fucking though and it started to feel real good. I fucked this bottom for about 15 minutes through the glory hole before I shot another load. I pulled up my shorts left the place to go on with my day. I’m still horny and just signed up for some Sniffies cumdumps this afternoon or evening.

Or shoot you.

So I visited my monster thick cocked friend again. He met me at the door with a robe on and escorted me to his room where he opened his robe and said “suck my cock cum slut” and I fell to my knees as I stuffed the huge head inside my mouth. I can barley get the head in my mouth but I pushed my tongue into the hole of his cock and I could taste his pre cum. I was able to get my cloths off and I got on my knees on a towel he had placed down he ran 2 then 3 then 4 fingers in my ass before he said “your ass is ready” and he pressed the mushroom head against my hole. And I tried my best to arch my back and present him with a nice hole to fill. As soon as he is somewhat in it’s a ring of fire and I have to pull off and he puts more lube on and presses deep again. Im really struggling with open wing up this time for some reason and I keep pulling off. I try to relax and he presses in again this time it goes in and there is that “oh shit it’s deep hang on while I adjust” feeling and I hold it for a second and then I pull off when he grabs my hips and says where do you think your going and he pulls me into his cock and he holds it there and im like “shit im not ready” and I try to pull off and he keeps ahold of my hips and I move forward to laying fully flat on my stomach and I can feel the weight of him on top of me. Fuck he knows how to man handle me by this time im ok with his massive cock balls deep in my ass and he starts to fuck me slowly then his pace quickens and now he is full on pounding and all I can do is grip his sheets in front of me and he says “ you want this load you cum slut!” And I say “yes, give it to me, give me that load deep in my man pussy” and I hear him grunt and he kinda growls as his cock swells and he releases ropes and ropes of man seed deep in my hungry ass. I counted 8 pumps. He lays there for a second before he pulls out and I flip over and grab my phone and snap this pic. I don’t wipe or anything I just pull my underwear and pants back on and we chit chat for a min while I button up my shirt before he grabs his robe and escorts me to the door where I thank him and I climb back in my car where I can feel his load smeared all over my swollen man pussy. I was sore for 3 days but I have worked out my schedule for next week for another ground and pound breeding session.

No, it's not. When you make an allegation like that, especially one as untethered from reality as you seem to be, it's incumbent on YOU to defend your crazy thesis. Otherwise, it's just the opinion of one .... well, I'd say one "what" but I'd probably deservedly get penalized.

Got caught in bed with one of my best buddies by his sister when we were 17. Since I was in the nude, I had to stay in bed until she left. Later in life, one of my fuck buds told me about him getting caught by his grandma plowing his younger brother in bed one morning. Since he was about to blow his load, he didn't stop until he shot up his brother's ass. She did separate them after that. That guy was one of the best versatile fucks that I've ever had. Not getting caught, but I had a hot fuck buddy when I was 19 and he was 21. His mom was gay and would periodically bring home some chick to sleep with. We would fuck all night in his bedroom. He was hot as fuck and had been in a boy's industrial school (prison) for a year earlier in life. One morning, she made a joke about us being so noisy. She knew, and we didn't give a fuck.

Chris I had been watching the love of my life take loads from a god of a man for hours now when finally master said he had to get back to the bar. After master left Martin came up to me and asked “Are you okay baby” as he asked he put his hand under him and pushed some of masters seed into it which he used to give me a hand job. “I don’t know what’s going on” I said desperately “Oh it’s okay baby I’m just showing you a new life” he said comfortingly “So I’m gonna become a slave to master too” I asked half scared half aroused “Oh no baby I’m sorry that was the plan but then you had to go and take Greg’s load and master doesn’t like used good” he said as I shot my load after a pathetic minute of jerking. “ no you’re gonna be put up in the scorpion to be used by everyone” “What” I asked in shock “Oh well for a few nights you’ll be tied to a table with your hole open and exposed then once the novelty is over you’ll be thrown onto the street” Martin said as he continued to jerk my now entirely soft cock “ why would you do that to me” I asked nearly in tears “Isn’t it obvious, it’ll make my master a shit ton of money” he said as he stood up and walked to the side of the room. He picked up a rag and sprayed something on it before forcing it into my face. I came to feeling myself tied down with an amazing sensation coming from behind. “Ah you’re up good” Martin said to me as he stood in front of the bench I was tied to “master has decided to be generous and lace all the lube with meth so you’ll be nice and spun” I felt a new sensation rolling through me as I took cock after cock that night. It was so amazing unlike anything I’d ever experienced. After I had taken the last load Martin and his master came in front of my bench directly in my sight and had the most intense sex I’d ever seen. Martin was in his arms begging for more, seeming to be in pure ecstasy. When Martin finally got his load he walked over to me, shoved his ass to my mouth and pushed the load into me. This continued for three nights until when I was expecting to watch Martin get fucked In front of me again, he instead untied me and helped me to my feet. When I stood for the first time in days I felt the cum go rushing from my destroyed asshole down my legs. Martin guided me to the door before pushed me to the ground outside. “The prostitutes are around the corner” he said before shutting the door. I made my way to the corner and was almost immediately picked up. I sucked a man’s dick for five dollars. I sucked 3 more men before I met my pimp. He was old and fat but he gave me a thong and a bed as long as I brought in the money. I spent years working that corner. I would occasionally see Martin in front of the bloody scorpion but never went by it.

The hot pierced breeder I had a message on X from a guy driving by on the M4 motorway. He said he was an hour away but really fancied dropping his load into me. He clearly knew I was a total cumdump that takes any load. He told me that’s just what he needed, a willing cunt to relieve his stresses in and take care of his nagging boner and heavy balls with a 4 day load. He sent me a few pics, he was 29 fit as fuck with piercings in his dick and balls. I offered to take his load just as he requested, anon and hooded, ass up lubed and plugged, wearing a jock and harness. He made a big thing of making sure I had the leash on as he really wanted to lean back and ride my cunt. I fully agreed, basically I was to be his human fleshlight service station. An hour later he arrived and I was ready on the bed with my ass in the air and my cunt plugged. He stripped off to just his white sports socks and took up position behind me. He must have already had a semi as he got hard pretty much straight away. I like to think it was the sight of my sleazy tattooed hole that did it. He removed my plug and shoved his full 8 inches inside me. Just a couple of short thrusts and he was in me, balls deep. He grabbed the leash and leant backwards whilst pulling on it tight around my neck. My cunt responded by totally giving in and by letting him use me as just a hole. He pumped deep into my cunt making sure I was lubed with his precum. I was keen to see what he could see so I passed him my phone. The horny fukka filmed with one had and held the leash tight with the other as he put on a porn style fuck for the camera. He filmed and fucked like a pro. The deal was he could unload and breed whenever he felt like it, so when he was done with the video he threw down the phone to concentrate on using my sleazy cunt. He then grabbed my balls and checked out my piercings as he continued to pound me. This fuck felt intense and full on and he was clearly treating this like a workout on his break of journey. He was certainly making the most of being inside a well used cumdump. He picked up the pace, fucking harder and faster until he was close. My slutty verbal mouth started begging to be bred by him and the hot fuck unleashed a huge load inside me, with just a gentle groan he pumped me full of his hot cum. He spent a short while make sure I got every drop then filmed his dick once more as he slowly pulled out and his cum trickled from my cunt. I couldn’t resist dropping to my knees to clean him up. His still rock solid dick was bathed in his cum so I opened my mouth and got to taste him too. I licked his scrotum piercings and made sure he was spunk free. He was now ready to leave and continue his journey with a much lighter load!

-Martin As I started seeing master every day I wanted him more and more. My every thought was consumed with his cock, until one day I broke. I had gone to masters like normal but as I got there, a used up slut was walking out half naked with masters precious seed dripping down his leg. Seeing some whore waste masters gift is what pushed me over the edge. After we got to the sling as he prepared my slam I began to beg “ please master I need you to fuck me I love you so fucking much I need your massive cock in me to fill me up with your toxic cum” “ I’d thought you were never gonna ask” master said as he walked back up to me. “ no drugs for you today you’re gonna take my cock raw” he said as he walked towards my head I looked up at my god as he pulled out his massive pierced cock. I opened wide as he slowly inserted his thick head into me. His cock tasted like musk and sweat. Master continued to push in. I couldn’t breathe but didn’t care as masters glorious cock pushed deep into my throat. When his ball’s finally reached my face he abruptly pull out before slamming his now fully erect cock back in. He continued fucking my throat for a few minutes . “Are you ready to become mine boy” master asked pulling his cock from my throat “Yes master please please please” I moaned through my bruised and bloody throat. Master lined himself up with my ass and I could feel the metal of his pa on my hole before he suddenly slammed balls deep into my hole. I screamed in agony as he tore my hole to shreds. He pushed through my second hole and i felt his sharp piercing destroying my insides. After what felt like hours he grabbed my balls and leaned over me “I’m about to fill your body with my toxic dna faggot” All I could do was moan in response as he shot his poz load deep into me and crushed my balls in his massive grip. I’m not sure how many times master bred me that night but after his first load he pumped me up with so much meth I could barely tell. He kept me there for 3 weeks in a drugged out haze constantly full of his precious seed. Somewhere in the middle I came down with the fuck flu. After I had recovered he took my cage off and used a needle to stab the head of my cock. He put the blood in an at home test and it came back positive. After the test results he brought me to a tattoo parlor. I was really embarrassed walking in entirely naked but it was just one guy inside. “So what are you looking to get today” the burly tattoo artist asked. “Um-“ I began to respond before the tattoo artist gave me a swift kick in the balls and said “I’m not talking to you faggot.” “This pig just got pozed so show it off” master said. “Plus let’s make his cock unusable” he looked at me with a grin as he said it The tattoo artist brought out a bucket of ice water for my cock while he prepared the cage. He slid a metal ring around my cock and balls and put the cage on after. I noticed that there was not a lock on this cage it just clicked into place. It also had holes on both sides that I didn’t see the point of. Then I realized as the artist put the first needle through the holes piercing my cock. I moaned out in a mix of pain and pleasure as he added the rest of the deep shaft piercings. He finished with a pa securing my cage. All in all I now had five cock piercings preventing me from ever removing my cage. I got several tattoos that night as well to show my submission and new status.

Taking loads is your normal life.

This is stealthing! Which I CANNOT be not judgmental about! If you bareback with someone, the rules should be settled at the very beginning. Why not respecting the other's will? Trying to temper with a condom is a an attitude whose main purpose can only be selfish and dangerous, as some people use it in order to spread the virus. Respect should be the key in sex, no matter how kinky, piggy it is.

As usual was cruising online, horny and bored. Like any good bottom I'd recently become obsessed/addicted to bareback play. I had only recently ventured into this space and was woefully unaware of prep or any other preparations I could be taking. I was neg and slowly but surely becoming an absolute mindless cum dump. After an hour of chatting and the usual ghosting, I got an interesting message: "Hey cutie, I think I'd like to impregnate you." Silly boy, you can't get boys pregnant I thought. But he was cute, too cute, and I was horny. So I messaged him back and we got to talking. He was a few years younger (I usually go for older), had a mostly blank profile except for a nice pic of his cock and cute slim belly. His profile simply read "sluts only, I have what you want. I'll wife up the winner." I had no idea what they meant but I was horny and in heat. We shared a lot of kinks in common and he was a dom top. So I agreed we should meet and headed over to his place. Upon arrival he immediately stripped me down to my briefs. "Good boy, are you ready to give yourself up to me?". "yes please" I mumbled, voice shaky. He led me back to his bedroom and pushed me into the bed. "Good, because you can't go back now. I'm going to knock you up. Hope you're ready for multiple rounds because I need to make sure you leave here good and pregnant". I laughed and said "give me as many loads as you want, boy". For the next few hours we fucked like rabbits and ended up getting along quite well. He was funny and kind, but also strong and dominating. He knew what we wanted and was not afraid to take it. He left me dripping, sweaty, and flooded with his cum. A guy had never filled me up like this before. Never fucked me like that either. As I stood up I felt a river of cum running down my legs. He let out a little moan and smirked. "Come back tomorrow. I need to see you looking like this again. My little slut." With that he handed me a towel and showed me the door. I walked home with his cum still running down my legs, not at all hidden by my slutty girl shorts. Now dominated and bred, I was desperate for more. So as instructed I showed up the next day. And the next. By the end of that week he had probably dumped 18 loads in my little neg cunt. I was obsessed. He was about to head out for a work trip so I wouldn't see him for a few weeks. I promised on his return I'd be ready for him. You can imagine my surprise when 3 weeks later I got a call after my regular checkup. I'd been pozzed. My mind was racing. There was only one explanation, and thats when his message and his words started flashing through my head. I frantically grabbed my phone to message him - having no idea what I would say - and opened to a new message from him that simply read "did you get any good news yet? if so, come over here. I am back from my trip. If you have good news, I have a ring and 5 more loads for you." All the fear and panic slipped out of my mind. I went straight over and he did just as he promised. He proposed on one knee and then fucked me over and over and flooded me again. A year later, I am still a poz bottom slut, but I am his. And he is mine. He knocked me up for good and now I can't help but love it. I am claimed.

I threw my small luggage bag on the hotel bed. I was down in London for three nights on a training course with head office. My wife had suggested that she come down as well taking time off work to see the sights , but I had persuaded her I would be tired after each days training and wouldn’t be great company. The reality was that I had been aware that I had a growing attraction for men and my porn history was almost exclusively gay porn. I wanted to explore that side in a city miles from home. I was soon on my iPad and was googling escorts, in between watching hunks fuck each other on porn sights. I was horny and needed to scratch the itch. I didn’t want to go to a gay bar as I was inexperienced and would stand out like a sore thumb. I thought an escort visiting my room would be best. I scrolled through a few and alighted on a couple who were my type. Tall, hunky, three or four tattoos and shaved head. And what looked like a thick cut cock. I heard my breath and messaged one . I let out my breath . There it was done, I had taken a step. He probably wouldn’t respond but at least I had done something. I went back to my porn. I was watching a twink get stretched by a monster cock when my phone pinged. ‘Hi, it’s Greg, thanks for the enquiry! ‘ the message started from the escort. Fuck I was horny and just followed my cockbrain. We messaged back and forth I asked the price and what it covered. I had made sure I had plenty of cash on me just in case. I gave him my details and address. ‘Cant wait to meet you Ben, you’re in safe hands. Don’t worry that you’re inexperienced I will take care of you, you’ll have a night to remember! See you in 30 mins’ . Fuck ! I thought ! I was finally doing it, taking the plunge. I was horny but didn’t want to cum before he arrived as I might then back out. I looked at his stats again and his likes on his profile. Then I saw it. Status: hiv positive. I stared at the screen. How had I not seen this before? what could I do? I wasn’t sure of the etiquette but if I cancelled I would still have to pay. I googled a couple of websites and found that most escorts who were poz as I found it was called were on meds and undetectable and it was safe to have sex. I breathed a sigh of relief and my cock got hard again looking at his ripped body. A knock on the door broke my thoughts. ‘Hello’ I called. ‘Hi it’s Greg’. I opened the door and looked at the hunk standing there. ‘Er come in’ I stammered. Greg moved in and just kissed me. I felt my inhibitions go. ‘ get on the bed, make yourself comfortable. That means naked’ Greg said. I felt under his control. I did as I was told, ,stripped and didn’t hide my growing erection. Greg shimmied out of his clothes. My eyes dropped to his semi erect cock. I had never seen a cock as thick with a glistening head. ‘You like?’ Greg asked. ‘Definitely, yes’ I replied, almost too quickly. ‘ Turn over on your front, I want to relax you first. I’m guessing you’re married’ he added looking at my wedding ring. ‘Er yes’ I stammered. ‘Don’t worry , you’re not the first and you won’t be the last married guy I’ve seen. Though I do have a habit of turning guys in to cock loving faggots by the time I’m finished with them. But I’m also guessing that’s what you want too?. ‘ ‘I nodded again and whispered ‘yes’ . ‘Good, then I’ll do my best to convert you into what you want. Relax’ I lay on the bed and Greg took out some oils, massaging my shoulders, back and legs before getting to my ass. He massaged both cheeks and I could feel oil dripping into my ass crack. Greg spread my legs and worked his thumbsnear my hole before sliding one in, then his other thumb followed. ‘ I’ll just loosen this hole, relax. I’m guessing you’ve not actually had cock before?’ ‘Er no, just a dildo’ I replied. ‘Ok I’ll take it slowly. ‘ My head was swimming in waves of pleasure. I then fel Greg worked my ass checks and hole some more sliding two fingers in me. He spread my legs further ,placing a pillow under my abdomen. I then felt his tongue rimming my hole and nearly came. ‘You like’ he asked as he came up for air. ‘Yes’ . I then felt what I initially thought was his thumbs but soon realised was his cock rubbing against my hole. ‘But he’s poz’ my brain was saying. My ass wanted him in me. I relaxed. ‘Good boy, let me in’ Greg whispered as the lube made it easy. I felt my ass give way as he slid in me, filling me up. ‘ that’s good, you’re taking it well. Just get used to it in you’ he continued before slowly starting rocking back and forth. My cock was rock hard dripping precum. ‘ condom?’ I whispered. ‘No, I don’t do condoms Ben, and neither do good faggot bottoms. They live for their tops cum. You’ll be ok, don’t worry!’ The pleasure waves rolled over me as Greg built up a rhythm fucking me. He said I would be ok, my brain was processing Greg’s words as he began pounding my ass. That must mean he’s on meds and undetectable, I thought. I relaxed and started playing with my cock as Greg started fucking me so hard he was knocking the breath out of me each thrust. ‘im getting close, I’m guessing you don’t want me to pull out now?’ I could feel myself getting close as I played with my cock. ‘I’m going to cum in you Ben, make you a proper faggot’ he growled. I was nearly there, ‘Do it, do it!’ I hissed ‘fucking cum in my hole’ as I shot my load on the bedsheets. I felt one last thrust which pushed me down into my cum stained sheets as Greg grunted and came in me. We lay there for a minute or two, before Greg slipped out of my worn hole, I could feel some cum seeping out. ‘You took that well. That’s stage one of your journey ticked off’ Greg whispered. I got up and handed him his cash. ‘Thanks’ I said. ‘Remember , good bottoms always take it bare, there is no better feeling than letting a guy cum in you’ ‘ I will ‘ I promised. ‘I have to ask something, ‘ I stammered. ‘You’re poz yes?’ ‘Yes that’s right, it says on my profile’ ‘yeah I saw that’ I said. ‘I’m guessing you’re undetectable?’ ’No Ben, I’m not. I’ve not been on meds for a year, so I have a high viral load. There are quite a few guys who like it that way. I’m guessing by you’re question that you’re not on prep?’ ‘er no’ ‘Ah ok, we’ll most guys ask before the fun starts about things like that, but no worries. You can do one of two things then. You can either do nothing and leave it to chance. You may get lucky and convert or remain unlucky. ‘ My eyes widened. ‘Or you can go to a health clinic, if you can find one and take some prep and you may be ok. ‘ he came and kissed me, and I melted into him again. He whispered into my ear ‘ but I know your type. Give in to your darkest desires. Do nothing. And ring me again…..’ Greg moved swiftly to the door, smiled and left. My heart was beating. His cum was dripping down my leg. The thought of what had just happened got my cock stiffening again. What should I do? …. to be continued…..

Everyone that wants to be a productive citizen of the US must, therefore, vote. It's a basic duty of every citizen, whether they're voting positively or negatively, as we well know. Thus, even if someone feels "above" the vote/not-vote issue, holding oneself above the fray is nothing but an abject failure as a citizen of the US. Vote for someone, vote against someone, but if someone (who can) doesn't even bother to vote at all, they deserve no further attention from serious-minded citizens. Politically, socially, culturally, they've chosen to become the chaff amongst the wheat, and those who have no inclination to take their words or thoughts seriously can't be blamed. Absolution is easy, when we're the one offering it to ourselves, huh? 😇

With 12 or 13 i started to insert ping pong balls into my ass and ofc i used my fingers before, then after a while i got my first dildo. I tried it and was imagining another man would be in me and i liked the thinking and feeling of it. Since then i knew i am a sub

I've been caught in the act a few times. When I was young I was hanging out naked by a pond, learning how to jerk off, when a middle-aged guy surprised me and "blackmailed" me into sucking him off. A second time I was sucking a guy understall in a mall restroom when I heard a voice outside my stall say " you guys are disgusting". His opinion didn't stop him peeking through the crack by lock and watching me take a load down my throat! I also met up with a guy at a highway rest stop, we fooled around u til he convinced me it would be more fun at his house a short drive away. He was fucking me deep when his husband came home early. After some shouting from downstairs, the husband decided the best revenge was to hate fuck me with his 11-inch cock. Still the largest I've taken and after that rough ride I was walking weird for a full week after. The most awkward was me taking on anyone and everyone at a local porn theater. I spent the afternoon sucking a few of the local patrons when a gorgeous cock appeared beside me. I worshiped that perfect meat for a bit then stood up to look into the face of the hot student my company had hired for the summer. After my shock wore off, we had a hot make out session followed by that perfect cock leaving a large load in my ass.

Over the next few weeks during my hospitalization the young nurse, working on my ward or not, would sneak into my room. His mouth would get me hard and he’d sink his usually cummy hole onto my ridged toxic poz pole. I must have attempted to knock him up a two dozen times. Each time he would get as excited as if it were his first time. His gratitude was immense! I loved shooting toxic poz cum into his willing ass. Every time my orgasm was immense, as if I wanted to put every part on myself, all of my light and all of my deepest darkest self, deep into this young man. In doing so somehow I was staking an irreversible claim on the gold mine of his being. Yet at the same time I didn’t want to be the one to poz his ass. Not out of any moral qualm. No, he was a consenting adult. If not me he was so determined he’d find another person to knock him up. No, I didn’t want to be the one to end the excitement of his chase. Yes, he could move on to other thrills. Like the thrill I was feeling in filling a willing victim with my toxic seed. But the adrenaline rush and danger of the risk would end. And this tint of fear for him was not just in the sexual consummation of unsafe sex. It was in the wait. ‘Is this the time the fuck flu will follow in a week or two? Is this the sexual health clinic visit where I will get the fateful news that I have indeed seroconverted? Is this the time I will have to face the question, ‘How will I really feel knowing I’ve taken on the life sentence of this disease coursing through my veins even if undetectable. Fuck … will the drugs even work their magic on me? Or will I be one of that unlucky minority that the drugs don’t work on? Will these moments of folly for momentary selfish sexual pleasure in the end shorten my life?’ But I also knew all this just added to the thrill for this promiscuous cum slut whore. Despite my mixed feelings I kept sticking it to him and flooding his ass with my biohazard. The first guy and the nurse had awakened a deep dark side of my soul. A side of me that relished such a power over willing victims. It was as if in some way they were willingly handing me the power to fill them with the dark power of death. I found I now wanted to merge with such a dark force in other men’s souls. Yes, it was as if I had finally found my tribe by traveling more fully down this obscure road of being the breeder of uninhibited poz dark life force. When the nurse told me he had two friends, two fuck buddies, who desperately wanted me to knock them up I didn’t hesitate to agree. When I met them, I realized I would have been crazy to turn down sex with these young gorgeous men. The first was a black man with a trained swimmers body. His skin was so silky, shiny and dark. Our naked bodies slipped together like taylor designed fitted silk sheets. His stereotypical huge black cock looked and felt amazing sliding into my hairy white hole. The look on his handsome face as he ejaculated deep inside me was animalistic and stunningly beautiful. Yes, he was a top, a tops top. Every man he met in sexual encounter submitted to his beautiful raw member claiming their ass, even if they had never bottomed before. When I learned this, I expected he would want a blood slam, or artificial insemination of my poz biohazard juices. But no, he wanted me to be the first and only guy to fuck him. He wanted me to do so as long as it took to give him even more power to make men succumb and give their asses and lives away to his magnetic personality, sexually domination, and toxic power. Every time we met, he would dominate me. He’d greet me naked at his front door, pull me inside, strip me in his front hallway and then lead me by my cock to his sex playroom. I would then be strapped into the sling. He’d expertly eat out my ass and prelube me with spit alone. He especially loved when I arrived with a load or four on board. He’d feltch some out and snowball the cum and ass juice for me to swallow. Then his magnificent horse cock would start it’s magic journey deep into my gut. He’d relentlessly fuck me, often for forty-five glorious minutes. Only then would there be this ever so subtle shift in his chest that let me know he was about to loose complete and utter control. The wild panther in him would take over. His handsome face would contort into what could best be described as a snarl. He would pant heavily as if in panicked distress to get his breath. His entire body would be convulsing and I could usually feel blast after blast of his cum painting my gut walls. Very rare when a guy cums so deep inside me. I figured it must be the power and force with which his come fired out of his big cock slit. Then for me, and no one else, he would climb in the sling and submit his powerful ass to my ‘death stick’. I loved the site of my raw dad cock disappearing in his tight silky black pucker hole. I would usually have only a moment to slide my hands over his strong shoulders, eight pack, and soft magic black skin. Then I too would loose control blasting everything in me deep into this stunning black swimmer hunk. Then would come my gratitude fuck. It never lasted as long as the first but as he struggled to get his breath after such a powerful orgasm his lips would cover mine in a passionate kiss. It was as if he was needing me to give him mouth to mouth resuscitation. I not only had a second one of his loads in my gut, but I had also brought him totally out of control and I was the one breathing his next life into him with my kisses and powerful toxic seed. The second was like a Viking warior. Muscles for days, long braided cooper coloured hair shaved at the sides and back of his head. Scruffy beard. And where is skin wasn’t covered with Celtic tattoos it was covered with freckles. His magnificent cock was thicker than anything that had ever gone up my ass. And yes, he too was 100 percent top. He was only allowing me to fuck him to receive my toxic seed. And chose this method after hearing his black friend was taking it directly from my cock. He wanted to be converted to convert. His goal was To knock up as many of the men who flocked to him as he possibly could. And they flocked to him! There were at least three of his harem of bottom wanabees at every one of our sexual encounters. Their specific job was to win a ride on his thick stick by fucking and breeding me as I took him from behind. No missionary or kissing with this macho man! I would arrive at the hotel room he had arranged so his playroom would never be defiled by his level of stoop to submission. His three slaves would ceremonially stirp him. Then they would attack me ripping everything I might be wearing to shreds until I too was stark naked. Then he would have me choke on his cock until he was satisfied I was totally humble before him. Only then would he bend over the bed offering his ass for me to mount doggy style. This was man sex, savage, vicious. The ongoing assault on my ass as I fucked him kept me from cumming as soon as I often did. Even his minions breeding my ass over and over didn’t trigger my ejaculation. His verbal abuse and demanding I seed his ass and knock him up didn’t even bring me over the top. I frequently wondered if I was even going to be able to cum, and if not, I worried what would his punishment be? And then it would happen, his ass would orgasm and milk my biohazard load deep into him. I would barely finish, and he would jump up, pin me on my back to the bed, throw my legs over my shoulders and piston his thick tool into my dripping ass. I never failed to feel I would be torn apart. Thankfully I was always rewarded with him viciously blasting his copious load deep into my gut. These encounters only started two weeks after my orthopedic doctor declared I was completely and totally healed. Ready to return to all pre accident activities. The Viking was my first success. He came down with a vicious fuck flu after only three of my breedings. I was summoned immediately, and the two of us bred his harem of six negative bottoms to celebrate our success. I loved the sex with the black swimmer and was very pleased that it took a dozen passionate love making sessions before he got sick, and the positive blood test was conclusive. For the next six months or so I bred my cute gay male nurse. Every time his test results came back negative. He was not upset, this allowed him to continue with his dangerous chasing game. His ass was taking strangers loads as frequently as ever. He even had regular sessions with his two top friends after I knocked them up. Negative test followed negative test. My encounters with him ended when my doctor put me back on meds and I was soon once again undetectable. As far as I knew and expected I had infected two top studs. I often reflect on how many willing men they have passed on my strain. All thanks to that cute young night nurse. The end

so well written! love every detail of it. Would like to see him getting double slam on both arms then getting gangbanged by a bunch of hot daddies later on and of course DP

Sure sounds like it turned out to be a great weekend. Also confirming If the situation presents itself how easy it can be to open up up and just let it happen. I`m sure it felt so good to make love like that. It would be nice to hear about what happened after this nice weekend. Like 2-3 weeks later.

I can't believe I missed this first time around.

I had a similar experience, the guy was around 5’6” slim body, good proportion, lean muscle and charming. We met on a cruise “gay”. I Was sitting by myself at the bar “resting my ass from an intense fuck the night before” suddenly an Italian look alike came over and introduced himself. For less than a few minutes, his hands were already exploring my backside. He looked into my eyes intensely, signaling sex is next. We both got up and he led me to his room. On the way to his room, I spotted a nice bulge, I smiled and said to myself “I love challenge” . once we arrived at his place, he looked at my face and looked down at his bulge, I immediately know what to do. I pulled his short down and the thing was huge and it got bigger and bigger in a second. I sucked and licked, and thinking to myself, how could it be possible for this monster to enter me. The guy pulled me up and led me to bed. On my back, legs up, cock head smearing and rubbing against my asshole. Leaned forward for a deep kiss, holding on each other tightly. He pushed, pushed and pushed, my assring didn’t want to open. For the first time I felt scare and thinking my asshole could be ripped. He stopped the kiss, but not the pushing and said “you need it boy, let me in” back to kissing again and suddenly the head went in, the pain and the shocked were beyond anything I had ever encountered. He just pushing and pushing until I felt his balls touched my ass. He stopped a minute to adjudging himself and allowing me to rest, then started to hammering my ass, his sweat, hair chest started to cover my chest and face. The onslaught lasted 10 minutes and it felt like a lifetime. The second round was better and still the numbness, warm, and feeling soreness. He finished by eating and cleaning his cum off my ass. The licking helped to relax. Since then I carefully inspect the good before an action. Ps, next day I found a thank you note under the door, saying “looking for a repeat and please say hello to Diego” I rest my ass for two weeks before the next encounter.

America would have been great if the Shooter aimed right! LOL

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.

Looks delicious!

Happy new year all! So the only resolution I made this year is to commit to finishing the stories I have started. Most of them anyway. I never intended to leave Colt and Austin for so long, after all, I dearly love these two characters. So I will do my best to post a new chapter at least once a week, hopefully sooner. Their journey together is far from over! Part 19 We had been cruising down the highway on our way to Ft. Lauderdale for a couple hours when Colt pulled over to the side of the road. I assumed it was just to piss, which of course we both had to do. Colt surprised me by grabbing my arm and twisting it behind my back. He used his other hand to grab the back of my neck and slammed me forcefully against my truck. "Now listen closely, faggot." He growled in my ear. His voice was cold and I knew he was in total top mode, and not to be fucked with. I shivered a bit knowing Colt had something planned. "It's payback time, you little bitch. You thought this was going to be a nice little vacation for us. Well, it will be for one of us at least." My dick grew hard in my pants at the mere idea of what Colt had possibly planned. I knew to never underestimate the depravity of his brain. "You see, faggot," he continued, "I still owe you for that little weekend you made me your bitch. And this trip is going to be my retribution." My heart pounded as I remembered everything I had done to Colt, and knew he would give it back to me 10 fold. "From this moment on, I control your existence completely. You will not piss, you will not shit, you will not do anything unless I allow it. You'll be lucky if I let you breathe, understand cunt?" He used his large body to push mine harder into my truck, forcing air out of my lungs to prove his point. "Yes Sir." I managed to gasp out. "That's right cunt, I'm your Sir, your Master. And from here on out, those are the only two ways you will address me. Do I make myself clear?" "Perfectly clear, Sir!" Colt reached around to my cock and felt it's rock hardness. He laughed a sinister laugh. "You already love it, you sick little fag. We'll see how much you love it by the end of the week." He pulled me off the truck and onto the ground. "Now get your fucking clothes off!" I was oblivious to the passing traffic as I stripped off what little I was wearing. "On your knees bitch!" He shouted. I scrambled to comply and he said, "Open your mouth!" I did and he let loose with a torrent of piss. He sprayed me from head to toe, making sure I swallowed plenty of it. Then he grabbed a large empty Gatorade bottle from inside. "If you gotta piss, do it now, you dumb cunt!" As hard as I was at the moment, I knew better than to disobey. I pointed my dick down, and after a few moments I started to dribble a stream. My dick softened slightly, and I filled the bottle up. Colt then grabbed it from me. "Piss is all you'll be drinking till we get there." He declared. "Now get in the truck!" He ordered me. I scrambled into the passenger side as he climbed back in the driver's seat. Then he peeled out and got back on the highway. He gave me the bottle of piss and I chugged it down as he smiled approvingly. "Now, first things first." He started. "Grab our treat bag and the black leather bag from the back seat." As I followed his instructions he reached out and gave my still hard cock a good slap, laughing while he did it. I placed the bags between us. "Sarge kinda messed up my plans a little bit." He continued. "Now instead of the leisurely two day trip I had planned, we need to drive the entire 18 hours in one go. After all, we don't want to miss out on those horny college boys, now do we?" I just shook my head in agreement. This wasn't good enough as Colt reached over and backhanded me. "I asked you a question!" He yelled. "No Sir." I complied as my cock throbbed. "We don't want to miss out on those horny college boys." Colt just grinned at me. "Oh this is gonna be fun. Now, reach in the leather bag and find the new cock cage I purchased." Doing as I was told, I quickly found the new cage. It was a metal one that opened down the middle to reveal little studs that lined the entire thing. It also had a tube down the middle to put in your piss hole. It looked diabolical and I shuddered a bit. Colt continued to grin as he saw the apprehension in my face. "Scary lookin, huh? Now grab some ice out of the cooler bitch. Get your faggot cock soft!" He ordered me as he handed me a ziplock baggy. I grabbed a handful and put it in the bag before placing the freezing pack on my genitals. I gasped at the sudden shock, and in just a couple minutes, my dick had gone soft and shriveled up a bit. "Now, put it on." He said in his cold, masterly tone. It took a moment to find the right ring size, and when I thought I had, Colt just calmly said, "Now get the size smaller." I did and quickly had it around my base, ready to attach the cage. Colt grabbed my hand and spit into my palm a couple times. "That will lube up the tube." He explained. I lubed it up and inserted it into my piss hole. I had never done this before and groaned as it slid into me. It was only slightly painful as it stretched my urethra open. "I like knowing my spit is inside your dick." He said. "Just another example of me owning you." My cock had started to harden again, so I quickly closed the cage, only wincing slightly as the studs dug into my cock flesh. I locked it, and the deed was done. My cock was now Colts prisoner. He reached over and gave it a hard slap which elicited a small cry from me. "Oh, daddy likes this. Daddy likes this a lot!" He laughed. "This is going to make my little bitch miserable very soon. Now load up a fat pipe faggot." He instructed me. "I hadn't planned on smoking yet, but we're behind schedule and will need to stay alert." I loaded one up as he took off his shirt and we passed it back and forth till it was gone. He pulled out a little envelope that had a sheet of paper in it. I had no idea what acid was as he tore off two little squares and placed them on my tongue. "Now, put the blindfold on." I did and he pulled me into him, his arm around me as my back rested against his strong, bare chest. We traveled down the road like this for a while as I enjoyed the feeling of my big strong Master's arm holding me, lightly stroking my chest and nipples as the truck gently swayed on the highway. After a while, I started feeling strange. Like I was floating out of my body. I realized the acid was starting to kick in, but didn't freak out. I trusted Colt, my best friend, my lover, my Master, implicitly. If anything, the acid was taking my love and devotion to Colt even deeper and I felt it way down in my soul, filling me with peace and warmth. Colt could tell this new drug was taking effect on me. I didn't even notice he had pulled the truck over until he was removing his arm from around me. I whimpered at this loss of connection. I could hear him rummage around in the bag, then felt something pressing against my lips. I parted them and a penis shaped gag entered my mouth and was quickly buckled tight. I moaned onto the gag as he spread my legs apart and fingered my hole. My nostrils were assaulted with the unmistakable odor of Icy Hot as a plug was pushed into my pussy. The burning started immediately as I moaned louder. The quick sudden pain on my nipples told me Colt had attached clamps to them. Finally, he placed noise canceling headphones on me. Pulling me back against his body, he pulled back onto the road. I started hearing stuff through the headphones. At first it was just sex noises. The sounds of men moaning and groaning as flesh pounded against flesh. The sounds of whips being used as men cried out in pain and pleasure. A rag reeking of poppers was placed over my nose. I breathed deeply, further melting my mind. Then his voice started. "You are my slave. You live to serve me. You are a pathetic faggot bitch whose only purpose is to satisfy your Master. You live for my cock. You live to worship my cock, my body, my feet, my musky asshole. You are just a lowlife fag who is thankful to serve your Master. You want my cock inside you. Deep inside you. You want my cum and piss filling your faggot slave holes. You would do anything for my cock. Anything I say. You want other men's cock deep inside you. You want their cum filling you up. You are a cumdump. A receptical for men's bodily fluids. You are a toilet. A urinal. You are a whore. A slut. A pig. You want to degrade yourself for my pleasure, my entertainment. You want nothing more than to please me. You will do anything I tell you to do. You will never question me. You will only obey." I was lost in a trance, falling deeper and deeper into Colt's dark, demented world, and I let out a surprised yelp as the plug in my ass came to life. It started vibrating and thrusting into me, hitting my prostate over and over as Colt's hypnotic voice continued on a loop. My hips started gyrating and my moans increased as reality slipped away and I entered a new plane of existence. I could feel the pain in my cock as it strained to get hard in its confines, pushing the studs deeper into my tender flesh. Colt would randomly reach down and smack my cage hard, causing me to yell while sending fireworks throughout my entire body. He would yank on my tit clamps which would only make my cock strain harder. After God only knows how long, many hours no doubt, (time was meaningless to me) we pulled into a gas station to fuel up. Colt removed my gear, except for the cage, and gave me a pair of tiny, nylon running shorts and the flip-flops. "Go in the store and buy a pack of Marlboro lights." He ordered me, handing me cash and my i.d. This was odd because Colt didn't smoke, but that honestly didn't even register in my brain at the time. Nor did it register that I was practically naked and high as a kite. Colt ordered. I obeyed. Even in my fucked up state I could feel all the eyes on me as I walked in. I didn't pay attention to them as I glided up to the counter. Maybe I should have, but I was too high. If I was paying attention, I would have noticed all the eyes on my ass and the giggles and pointing. What I had no idea of, is that the tiny black shorts I was wearing had white letters on the back that said 'cumdump'. If I had known that, I probably would have feared for my life as we were deep in southern hillbilly country. But I was totally oblivious. But Colt was looking out for me. He watched the whole time as he filled up the truck. I returned with the cigs, still oblivious to the strangers watching me walk away. But Colt wasn't. He keenly observed the reactions. "Go to the pisser." He told me. "Stand at the urinal. Wait for me. Don't turn around no matter what." I was too high to even care and simply followed instructions. I didn't know that Colt was following one guy in particular. And that this guy followed me into the bathroom. It was a small bathroom, just a stall, urinal and sink. And it wasn't clean at all. The sad little air freshener that was hanging up did nothing to dispell the foul odor. I stood at the urinal, staring at the wall as I felt the strange man come up behind me. I broke out in a nervous sweat. Colt pulled the truck around back and entered the bathroom to find this man behind me, groping my ass. I didn't know he had walked in, and I was whimpering in fear as the stranger behind me continued assaulting me. "I'd get out of here if I was you friend." The man said to Colt. "This here faggot is about to get raped." My blood ran cold as I heard these words. But then I heard my Masters voice. "Good. That's my faggot and I want you to rape him. Rape him hard!" He said as he locked the door. I felt a sense of relief when I knew my Master and protector was there. A relief that quickly vanished as I felt my shorts being ripped down. The man meant business as I felt his hard cock pressing against my hole. "Don't be gentle." Said Colt. "Hurt that fucker!" The man laughed as he grabbed my throat and slammed himself into me with one deep, hard thrust. Every nerve in my body exploded as the acid gave me sensations I had never felt before. His cock wasn't that big, but it still hurt as he had no pretense of being gentle. He started pounding me and pushed my face into the wall as I whined and cried. "Oh yea, that's it." Purred Colt, as he held poppers under my nose. "Use that stupid faggot. Fuck that queer pussy. Don't hold back! Shove that cunts face into the urinal!" And the man didn't hold back. He pounded the shit out of me as Colt urged him on. The smell of stale piss filled my nostrils as I was raped. Lick that urinal faggot!" Colt ordered. I didn't even think as my tongue shot out and started desperately licking at all the crusty, dried yellow stains. I'm sure some of it was old cum. It didn't take long before he was pumping his anonymous seed into my hungry guts. I was flying as I felt his cock throb and flex inside me. As soon as he pulled out, I instinctively dropped to my knees and started sucking him clean. "If you gotta piss, the fag will drink that down too." Said Colt. The man just laughed and started his flow into my toilet mouth. Colt snapped pics of my first official use as a truck stop urinal. When the man finished, he just zipped up and left. Didn't even say thanks. We followed and jumped in our truck and drove away. "That was hot, slut!" Colt praised me. "Wish we could have stayed longer, but too risky." We drove a bit and Colt pulled off onto a country road. He dragged me out of the truck and pushed me against it as he pulled down my shorts. With no warning he slammed his hard cock all the way into me. I screamed as much from pleasure as from pain. "Oh yea, you dirty little whore. Scream for me. Scream for your Master, you disgusting truck stop whore! You're such a filthy faggot, taking strangers dicks in a dirty bathroom. Taking strangers loads in you nasty pussy. You are a fucking pig, you piece of shit!" Colt plowed me hard as he fucked my mind and my ass. It was only a couple minutes before he was blasting his load into me to mix with the strangers. Then he quickly plugged me, clamped me, blindfolded me, gagged me and we were off again down the road, his homemade hypno playing in my ears. I could smell a cigarette and I knew Colt had lit one up. I continued to float on acid and T, and the cigarette smell aroused me. I was surprised as I hated smoking. But my logical mind wasn't there. Only my drugged up, sexually charged one was. And it liked it. A lot. Just another unrealized fetish. The rest of the trip was pretty uneventful. I kept the gear on me, and occasionally Colt would have me hit the poppers. When he had to piss, I dutifully drank it down. Then he'd let me relieve myself into the bottle. Nothing happened the next couple times we got gas, and we finally arrived at 1am Tuesday morning. We checked into our motel. It was pretty cheap and sleazy, but like Colt said, that's the kind of place a whore like me deserves. And he was right. It was full of partying college students, so not very quiet. But that didn't matter. Colt of course made me carry everything in wearing just my skimpy shorts. The college kids snickered and pointed and called us faggots. Colt would just smile and pull the back of my shorts down, showing them my ass, even smaking it. The kids went crazy and hooped and hollard. "This cumdump will be available tomorrow for use." Colt announced out loud to anyone listening. This only made my cock strain more in its cage. Colt let me take a quick hot shower before he had me draw him a nice hot bath to relax after 18 hours of driving. He had me sit in there with him and wash his body as we smoked weed and chilled. When he was done, he had me give him a full massage before we crawled into bed for what he told me would be my last night of rest for the next several days. Of course, he gave me one more fuck. He placed my legs over his shoulders as he entered me again. This time as I wore the headphones, he made me look him in the eyes and repeat back to him the words as they flooded my brain. Of course, after hearing it hundreds of times, I practically had it memorized. "I am your slave. I live to serve you. I am a pathetic faggot bitch whose only purpose is to satisfy my Master. I live for your cock. I live to worship your cock, your body, your feet, your musky asshole. I am just a lowlife fag who is thankful to serve you Master. I want your cock inside me. Deep inside me. I want your cum and piss filling my faggot slave holes. I would do anything for your cock. Anything you say. I want other men's cocks deep inside me. I want their cum filling me up. I am a cumdump. A receptical for men's bodily fluids. I am a toilet. A urinal. I am a whore. A slut. A pig. I want to degrade myself for your pleasure, your entertainment. I want nothing more than to please you. I will do anything you tell me to do. I will never question you. I will only obey." My eyes never left his beautiful green ones as he bored into my very soul, claiming me, dominating me, owning me. After the 4th time of repeating these words, he finally said, "Good boy. Here's your reward." as he gave me his most precious gift. "Thank you Sir." I whispered as his lips covered mine. I drifted off to sleep, my cunt leaking his cum. My Masters strong arms holding me tight as his voice played endlessly in my ears.

==== Cum Courier ==== A few days ago, I hooked-up with this guy online. His picture was amazing; massively muscled chest and shoulders and a great-looking bulge. He didn't send me any pics of his cock but said that I wouldn't be disappointed. I was feeling really horny as I had been visiting family for a week so hadn't even had a wank, let alone got off with someone and it was only 11am. His name was Gareth and he invited me over for a drink and a shag. I said yes straight away; I'm a slim guy and don't usually get muscle-men interested in me, especially one as big as he seemed to be, so I showered and dressed in a jockstrap, tight jeans and a white T-shirt and then caught the bus over to his place which was about half an hour away. The day was boiling hot and I was already feeling horny just from the heat. Arriving at his door, I rang the bell and waited nervously for him to answer. The door opened and there he stood; his pics hadn't done him justice. He was huge! He was wearing a very tight muscle-shirt and tiny cotton shorts, which barely contained a hugely thick cock with massive, heavy balls. His chest was massive with really big nipples showing through the thin cotton of his shirt. Blue eyes and a great smile made him look like a god. "Hey Paul" he said extending one massive fist to shake my hand. "Come on in. Fancy a beer?" We went into his lounge where a screen was showing a video from Treasure Island. He told me to have a seat whilst he went into the kitchen to get the beers. Returning, he handed me a can of Red Stripe and sat next to me. "Look, before we do anything, there's something you should know" he said, taking a swig of the beer. "I only do bareback and I'm very verbal. I'm going to breed my hot seed deep inside your ass and I want you to know it." He put a hand on my leg and looked at me. "Any problems?" "No" I said. "But I want to take your cock in a particlar way." "Hmm. OK. How?" he smiled. "I want to be on my back with my legs around your huge bod and I want to chew your tits when you shoot." As I said this, I noticed his cock hardening in the shorts. "I think we're going to get on just fine!" he said, flashing a smile at me. He took my hand and guided it to his rapidly swelling bulge. I rubbed it hard and he groaned, the material was stretched thin across his cock and I could feel that it was a real monster. He stood up and shucked the shorts off, exposing the most massive piece of meat I'd ever seen. It was so thick that I couldn't get my hand around it at all, and so long that I gasped. He picked a tape-measure off the table where he'd put his beer. "Want to measure it?" he said, grinning wickedly. I took the tape measure and placed the end against his body, rolling it out to the end of his cock. "Oh my god!" I exclaimed. "Fourteen inches... Wow!" He took the tape out of my hand and wrapped it around his girth. It was nine inches around. I looked up at him, face flushing with desire and before I could stop myself, dropped to me knees and tried to fit as much of his beautiful cock into my mouth as I could. "Fuck, you're enormous" I whispered as his big hands steadied my head against his meat. He let me suck him for a bit then swiftly spun me around, threw me to my knees and mounted me. The pain was incredible; I hadn't been fucked for ages and he was massive, but after a hit on my poppers, I started to enjoy taking his massive cock. "I'm really gonna seed that hole" he said, moving deep inside me. "I'm gonna blow my three-day load up inside you and I cum a LOT!" As he said this, I could feel his excitement build and his cock started to spasm inside me. "Tell me you want it, you cum whore!" he shouted. "I do, I do. I want your enormous load shot deep inside me, give me your cum, breed my sloppy cunt..." He started to breathe more heavily and remembering what really turned me on, picked me up still impaled on his cock and lay me on my back. He lowered his massive chest to my face and I sucked one of his bullet-nipples into my mouth. "Oh yeah!" he cried, forcing more of his cock into my hole and more of his nipple into my mouth. "Suck on those big tits!" I tightened my ass around his hole. "Oh, fuck, I don't believe it! I'm gonna cum" he said. My mouth went for his other nipple and sucked as much of the nipple and the muscular pec into my mouth as I could manage. "You fucking little cum whore!" he shouted. "You're gonna get my huge load bareback. I'm not wearing a rubber, I'm gonna breed your hole, I'm gonna pump my massive load deep inside you. My DNA's gonna mix with yours. I'm fucking knocking you up!" As he shouted this, I felt his cock pump what seemed like half a pint of very hot spunk into me. I sucked harder on his tits and felt another six or seven spurts of his cum flood my ass. I went to touch my own cock but he pushed my hand away and reversing our positions, pulled me on top of him, his amazing cock still buried inside me. We lay there a few moments then he got to his feet and smiled at me. "Wow! That was one hot fuck. Give me a few minutes and I can go again." "Really?" I asked. He nodded. "Yeah, but I'm really thirsty and out of beers. Can you just go down to the corner shop whilst I take a breather?" "Sure, I'll just get cleaned up a bit." I replied, gently fingering my hole which was beginning to leak cum. "Don't" he said, picking me up so I was standing. He handed me my jeans and helped me pull them on. "But your load was so big!" I argued. "Don't worry, the shop's just down the street. You'll be OK." I put the rest of my clothes on and started to leave. "Hey" he called. "Ask for St Pierre. It's my favourite beer." With that, he handed me a tenner and let me out, pointing in the direction of the store. A few minutes later I was in the local shop, scanning the beers in the fridge and on the shelves. I'd never heard of St Pierre so asked the tall, blonde Polish guy behind the counter. "Sure I've got that but we don't get much call for it so it's in the store-room." He started towards the door at the back. "You'd better give me a hand" he said. As I followed him into the back, I admired his tight-fitting jeans and the back of his wide neck. As soon as we got inside the store-room, he pulled the door shut. "St Pierre" he said, nodding. "The only person I know who asks for that is Gareth down the road." "Yeah, it's for him" I answered. He put his hand on his crotch and squeezed. "So, has he knocked you up? Has he pumped his load up inside you? I bet he has, hasn't he. You're probably full of his cum right now!" He pushed me up against the wall and began to unbutton my jeans. "God, I love it when he sends over one of his shags, filled with his spunk for me to swallow." He pulled my jeans down, lay down on the floor and pulled my ass down onto his face. "Relax" he said, tongueing my hole. "Give up that load and you can have mine in return!" I relaxed a little and felt the cum load begin to dribble out of my ass. His slurping tongue was really turning me on, and the knowledge that he wanted to shoot inside me, to mix his cum with Gareth's was making me hard. I loosened up a bit more a a ******* of warm seed ran out of my hole directly into his mouth. He pushed me away and got up, then unzipping his jeans, took out his extremely hard cock. It wasn't as big as Gareth's but it was still pretty big. I dropped my jeans and turned around, presenting him with my sloppy hole. He rubbed it into the spunk still dripping from my ass and then began to push it into me. I relaxed and he gasped as my hole suddenly sucked him in deep. "Fucking hell! You're hole's so sloppy and wet, I'm gonna cum really quickly!" he breathed, pressing his swollen head deep into me. "You want my cum?" he asked, sweat dripping from his face as he pounded my hole. "Oh yeah, I want your big load. Breed my cunt with that big meat, fucking shoot that spunk load deep inside me. Breed my hole. Seed me!" I cried, and with a yell, he unloaded inside me. I thought Gareth had a big load, but this guy's just didn't seem to stop! He fucked my raw hole for ages, spurting fresh spunk into my already well-used hole. Just as I thought he'd finished, he gave another yell and I could feel more spunk spurt into me. He finished, and stood dazed for a moment, then reached up to a shelf and with one quick move, pulled out his cock and replaced it with a butt plug. "That'll keep the spunk up there for a bit" he said. giving it a final push into my swollen hole. "Wow! You really know how to drain a guy!" He smiled at me and pulled on his clothes. I did the same and he reached up for a six-pack of beer. "Here you go. No charge!" "Thanks" I said, stroking his smooth abs. "That was an amazing fuck!" "Yeah, well I like sloppy seconds." he replied. "Now, if you're really getting into this, perhaps you should drop by at number twenty-six. It's a few doors before Gareth's place, on the way back from here. My boyfriend's there and feeling really horny. You like older guys?" I nodded. "He's fifty-three, really built with a beard and the biggest siliconed balls you've ever seen. Sound good?" "Yes" I said, already looking forward to it. "Ring the bell, tell him that Marek sent you and that you need another few loads to take back to Gareth. He's got some friends around at the moment so if you want to be gang-fucked, you probably will." He unlocked the door and let me out. As I walked through the shop, my head was reeling and my heart beating really fast. I'd just been fucked by two guys, was about to get gang-banged and had't even shot a load of my own yet. As I walked down the street, I could feel the base of the butt plug pressing against my jeans and it was keeping me rock hard. At number twenty-six, I rang the bell and waited for it to be answered. After a few minutes I rang again, leaning harder on the buzzer. I heard a door opening inside and through the glass saw someone approaching the door. As the door opened, I felt the blood rise to my face. The guy was a real muscle-bear; beard, huge shoulders and a sexy smile and all he was wearing was a pair of shorts showing a bulge that was about the size of a melon. "Hey Paul" he said. "Hey!" I replied, wondering how he knew my name. "Come into the bedroom. I've a few friends around and they're getting really horned up." Before I could help myself, I grabbed his huge balls with my hands and dropped to my knees, inhaling his scent through the thin cotton. "Not in the doorway!" he said, hauling me me to my feet. I apologised, but couldn't take my eyes of his bulge. He led the way into the house, and in the bedroom I saw three other, older but really good looking, very hung men standing around a sling. I dropped my jeans, shrugged off the T-shirt and jumped into the sling. Immediately, the first guy pushed his hand between my ass cheeks, pulled out the butt-plug and replaced it with his cock. After only three strokes, he yelled and began to pump spunk into me. I relaxed and let him breed me. He didn't last for long, but as soon as he pulled out, another guy was ready and pushed his hard meat into me. This guy had a short cock but it was nice and heavy. "I can feel that spunk sliding over my dick" he grunted. "You fucking little cum-whore, you're a fucking little spunk hole just waiting to be bred!" As he talked, his cock got harder and I squeezed my hole around his cock. "Fucking little cock-jockey" he grunted. "Can't wait to get cock inside you, can't wait to get bred by big guys shooting their loads into your ass!" As he said this, he too gave a yell and unloaded into me. The third guy had been watching and stroking himself, and without a word, pushed his cock into me and shot his load, then the guy with the silicone balls approached. His cock was also siliconed and I knew he'd waited until last so that I was stretched enough to take it. As the other guys stepped back, he pushed his meat into me with both hands, ensuring no spunk dribbled out. He wrapped his hand around the base of his cock and began to wank himself into me, not saying a word. My hands reached for his balls and I squeezed their hugeness as he began to moan. I could tell that the first guy was fucking him from behind as he suddenly leant forward, pushed his huge hairy chest into my face and commanded me to chew his nipples. The moment my tongue touched the first one, he began to spasm into my hole, filling it to overflowing with his big sperm-load. After a few more spurts, he pulled his massive cock out slowly and quickly replaced the butt-plug in my hole. "OK" he grinned. "Now you can take those loads back to Gareth!" I got out of the sling shakily, I was so horny but I knew where I wanted to blow my load. I pulled on my clothes and the muscle-bear showed me to the door. "See you around!" he said. I walked back up the road until I reached Gareth's house. As soon as I approached the door, he opened it and pulled me inside, leading me straight into the bedroom. "So, where's the beer?" he asked. "Crap! I must have left it at..." "Number twenty-six?" he finished for me. "Excellent!" He led me to the bed and unbuttoned my jeans. Producing a funnel and a pint glass, he had me squat over it. "C'mon" he urged. "You must be full to bursting. How many loads have you got up inside you right now? Four? Five? Let's see!" I carefully pulled out the butt-plug and a ******* of hot sperm shot out of my ass and into the glass. He carefully massaged my hole and a new load spurted out. "You got any more up there?" he asked, stroking my shoulder. "I don't think so" I said, just as another powerful surge squirted out. When I had emptied most of it, he held up the glass. It was half full of mixed spunk. Handing it to me, Gareth dropped onto the bed on all fours and rammed the funnel into his ass. "Now, give it to me!" he said. I began to pour the white liquid into the funnel and his ass sucked it inside him. In a few minutes the glass was empty and he was full... almost. My cock felt like it was going to burst, I was so turned-on by what had happened to me that morning. Using the last few drops of spunk from the glass, I lubed my cock and pushed it into Gareth's filled hole. The feeling of that amount of cum on my cock was mind-blowing. I grabbed his beefy thighs and began to stroke my cock into his hot hole. Within a few minutes I literally could not hold back, and with a roar, I dumped my load in with the rest. I seemed to shoot for ages, and when I stopped, I could hardly stand. Gareth pulled me down onto the bed and wrapped his arms around me. As I stroked his muscular chest, he whispered into my ear "You like being a cum courier? Delivering all that hot sperm to me?" I nodded. "Good" he said. "Because that's just the first assignment I have for you. I'm gonna send you all over the city picking up loads for me and bringing them back so that we can share them. OK?" I smiled and replied "Fuck yes!" ****** THE END *******

Chapter 2.2 - Getting the Desired Result Mateo was off working on a project and told Ric "Gonna be back late. You have the night off, just save me some for tomorrow." Ric laughed and thought a bit about how he could spend the evening. He picked up his phone to cruise the apps when he saw that it was Wednesday evening. An idea flashed through his brain and he got a big smile on his face. He showered and cleaned out, not sure what to expect or want when he got to the bathhouse. He showed up only minutes before the free HIV testing table was going to close and that was intentional. He grinned at Hector, saying "hola" as he walked by and staying well back from the table to not disturb his conversation with the young cub wearing only a towel that barely fit around his waist. Once in the locker room, he stripped down and secured his clothes. Just as he was about to get up, he felt Hector come up behind him. "Your friend from back home is quite a cum pig. He had at least one load in him when we hooked up last week. No wonder he's poz" Hector told Ric. Ric laughed. "He is. But he knows who knocked him up. He wouldn't even let his boyfriend fuck him while he waited to see if his brother's bug did it" Ric said, with a large grin on his face. "Brother? That's twisted. And hot. I didn't have the strength to wait to see if the first one I took was the one that did it. I just kept fucking and getting fucked" Hector said. "It sounded like it was a weekend full of breeding for Joe. I didn't take it that far, but close. I just know that everyone I had sex with after that day was neg, but it took days before my ass wasn't sore" Ric replied. "He's the one that pozzed you? I guess you took it ok, then" Hector asked. "Oh yeah. We're like brothers and every time we meet, we fuck. He loves a recharge just as much as I do" Ric said. "Hmm. He's vers huh? Next time I'll be sure to get his strain in me" Hector replied. "I can take care of that" Ric said chuckling. Hector raised his eyebrows and smiled back at Ric. "I got one guy waiting for his results then I need to pack the stuff up and put it in the van. You gonna be around a while?" he asked. Ric nodded yes before saying "I just got here, so I'll be wandering around and looking." Wander is what he did, just wanting a fuck or two. Having heard from the guy at the entrance that no one seemed to be looking for a souvenir meant that there was no specific person to search for and anyone was game. He spotted the dragon wing tatted guy from the previous Spring. The nod and grin acknowledgment told Ric that he was doing well. He thought about following him and hopefully fucking him again, but a new hole seemed to be a better alternative. After one lap of the halls, he saw a guy walk out of the locker room and look around. It was clear that this was his first time there and Ric licked his lips at the thought of some fresh meat. He walked closer and when the guy turned back towards him he remembered the face. "Hey, Tim. Funny seeing you here" Ric said. "Oh, hey. I took your suggestion... or was it your boyfriend's. Anyway I figured I'd take a break from studying and check the place out. You been here long?" Tim asked. Ric looked over his body, seeing numerous reflections from the jewelry spread over his body. The ring on his cock looked a little small, but he was used to the thicker ones Joe and Kyle had. He noticed one tattoo on his chest that looked like a spider in a cage and thought it was weird. Since he'd walked out of the locker room nude, Ric assumed he was comfortable being naked, unlike a lot of first time visitors. "I just got here. I talked to my buddy that does testing here for a minute and then did a quick lap" Ric said. He could tell that Tim was looking him over as well. "Damn, that's a nice piece you got there. Might be even bigger than my buddy's back home. Bet that feels real good..." Tim said. "Want to find out?" Ric replied, grinning. A dozen paces got them to the sauna with Ric taking a seat over on the left side of the back wall. He looked around and there were five other guys around the room that he could see through the haze. Tim knelt down in front of him, taking the partially hard shaft in his hand and looking it over. He pulled the foreskin back and lapped over the exposed head before looking back up at Ric's face. His gaze turned back to the cock and Tim stopped. "Oh, fuck yeah. Hope this is shootin the good stuff" Tim said. Ric chuckled and replied softly "Yeah... still potent. You want to get charged?" His cock twitched, hoping that he was going to be able to knock up another guy in his dorm. "Recharged. Gettin new strains is always good" Tim said. While he was a little disappointed that Tim was already poz, a willing hole to breed was almost as good. Tim resumed sucking on the thick shaft, getting it harder and longer. After several more minutes, Ric pulled Tim up to the bench and got him on his back. Tim pulled his legs back, exposing a winking hole and a few wisps of dark blond hair. His ass had a light covering of hair that went down his legs. Ric spit on the hole and worked it in with a finger. It went in easier than Ric expected, so another gob of spit was pushed in with two twisting fingers. Tim looked back at him with a grin. "I'm used to thick dicks and I've taken a few small fists. Just shove that bare cock in me" Tim said. Ric chuckled and stood up, guiding his stiff shaft to the hole. He pulled back the foreskin, exposing the moist head of his dick and pushed in. There was a little resistance, but the head popped past the outer ring quickly and Tim let out a loud "Oh... Fuck YEAH!" making a few of the others in the sauna look over. Slowly he drove his cock deeper, realizing that Tim's comment about being able to take a thick cock was true. Their eyes locked and both had smiles on their faces. Tim's chute had a nice grip on his dick and with only a few gobs of spit the friction was higher than he was used to. The moans Tim made only had the slightest hint of pain and with the smile still present, Ric assumed he liked a little pain with his fucking. When he began to plow Tim's pussy, Ric broke the stare and looked around. Most of the guys had moved closer to watch them fuck and all were stroking their cocks in rhythm with Ric's thrusts. Those thrusts got faster as Tim encouraged him to "drill that poz ass." Tim was a good bottom and Ric was already planning a few more sessions with him. His ass was worthy of sharing with the other poz guys on the floor, too, and as good as the barely lubed chute felt, he thought it would be even better with a few toxic loads in it. Tim's dick was pretty average in size, but Ric knew that didn't matter when it came to knocking a guy up. The small gauge piercing would help too. Tim's cock was hard and leaking precum on to his stomach. "Deeper" Tim grunted and Ric obliged. The long strokes felt good and his gaze moved back up Tim's smooth body. "Ah... a black widow. Now I get it. A buddy has one on his ass, just without the cage" Ric said, looking closer at Tim's chest tattoo. "Cage? What cage? Oh, those are hash marks for the ones I've charged up" Tim said, confused at first and then almost cocky when he explained the other marks. Ric's cock throbbed, realizing that Tim was generous in sharing his bug. Ric chuckled and said "Fuck... that's cool. I have no idea how many I've done." He began to plow faster, happy to have found another guy that likes to breed like he does. "I have to get a few more inked on. Not sure what I'll do when I make it all the way around" Tim said before he clamped down on Ric's cock. There was a noise to his right and Ric looked over in time to watch one of the voyeurs give a facial to another. "What a waste" Ric thought. A minute later he felt someone come closer and turned just as Hector said "Oh, crap you found someone." Ric kept plowing and asked "Why?" "One of the guys that stopped by the table earlier is blindfolded and takin loads" Hector replied. Ric turned back and looked at Tim and saw him nodding vigorously with a huge grin on his face. His head glanced back at Hector and then at Tim again. "Wanna share your bug?" he asked Tim. "Hell yeah, I can get yours almost any time. You're just down the hall" Tim replied. Ric slipped his dick out and then pulled Tim to his feet. He felt like an ass walking out of the sauna with his dick hard, but Tim was the same and they used their towels to mask it for the short walk. Hector led them to a room where a guy was on the bed getting his ass eaten. Ric recognized the guy rimming as one he'd charged up a year before. He was a little surprised when he climbed up the bottom and shoved his dick in, since Ric thought he was a total bottom. The guy's dick plunged into the hole, making both of them moan. It was a hard, quick fuck between two short, smooth guys. The top was pale with shaggy light brown hair that flopped around as he fucked. The bottom had slightly darker skin and just seemed to lay there, taking the drilling. A loud groan filled the small room as the top pumped his poz seed into the softly moaning bottom. When the top pulled out, he turned and grinned as soon as he saw Ric standing there. He stepped to the side and Ric pushed Tim toward the bottom, whispering "Shred that ass with your PA." The first top came up to Ric and stroked his still hard cock. "Hi papi. Did you like watching me pass your bug on?" he asked quietly and Ric nodded, giving him a wink. "I started to top a few months ago, but got one already. It felt so good" he added, blowing him a kiss and then walking out into the hall. Tim took a quick lick to taste the load in the bottom's mostly hairless ass. He moaned and then shoved his cock in. The bottom buried his face into the stained mattress and cried out. Ric wasn't sure if this was how Tim normally fucked or if he was taking Ric's instructions literally. Tim drilled into the bottom who was flat on the bed for a few minutes, stopping only to pull him up to his knees. The bottom's face was still on the bed, getting forced in to it with each thrust Tim made. "Test was neg on Tuesday and when he came in tonight he told me he was going to try harder. I'm sure the two of us can make sure that his next test is different" Hector told Ric quietly. The bottom let out a loud yelp as Tim shoved his cock in a new direction inside the battered hole. "Four of us. That first guy is viral and so is Tim. I wonder how many more are here tonight?" Ric asked. The bottom was whimpering as Tim started to fuck harder until he unleashed his cum, mixing with what was left inside. Tim stood there a minute after the last spurt before making way for Hector. Tim scooped up the cum on his cock and tasted it. "Mmhmm. Shredded" Tim said, smiling back at Ric. They stood side by side, watching Hector sink his cock into the toxic jizz. Hector moaned and the bottom groaned. He knew Hector was bigger in both length and girth than Tim and would prepare him for Ric's shaft. Hector started out with slow, firm thrusts building up to slightly faster and longer ones. There was a thud as he bottomed out and from then on, it was full strokes of Hector's seven plus inches. He shoved in and held his cock in deep while volleys of cum fired out of his cock. When the last shot came out, Hector slowly pulled out, watching the gape slowly close while cum dripped out of the hole. He moved back and the bottom started to crawl away. "Not yet. You got one more before you can rest" Ric said. He pulled him to the edge of the bed, spreading his legs wide and exposing the wrecked hole. It hadn't completely closed when Ric pushed in, but the sudden stretch made the bottom cry out again. He knew that the guy didn't need a rough fuck to get the bugs into his blood, so he took mercy on the bottom and slowly worked his thick shaft in. The cries faded to whimpers, but there was still pain in his voice. Ric increased his pace once he'd gotten three quarters of his cock in. He continued to plow, feeling the cum inside get churned up, some of it getting forced out and coating his trimmed bush and covering the biohazard tattoo. He looked back and Tim was on his knees cleaning the mixture off of Hector's cock. Ric drilled faster until he was adding his own strain to the toxic pool inside the bottom. He left his dick planted, holding the loads in for a minute before moving back. The bottom collapsed on the bed, still whimpering. Tim took a few licks up the sides and bottom of Ric's cock before the three walked out of the room. Hector closed the door, letting the loads soak in and to give the bottom some time to recover. Tim headed to the showers and Ric followed Hector to the playroom. "You take dick as good as you give it?" Hector asked. Ric nodded and knelt on the padded bench in the center of the room. "Show me what you got" Ric said. Hector wasn't sure that his balls had recovered yet, but he wasn't going to pass up a chance to put his quickly stiffening cock into Ric's ass. He knew of plenty of guys that had gotten Ric's cock in them, many of which got his bug too but he only knew of a couple that had fucked him. "Damn... that ass feels good. Your boyfriend's been keepin it in good practice" Hector growled. "He's not the only one" Ric said as he started to work his ass muscles on the seven inches of uncut cock. Hector sped up and slowed down, trying to make the fuck last. "You got some more of your special seed? I love getting a new type in me" Ric said. Hector chuckled and pounded harder. "I know the feelin... One of these days I need to get yours" Hector replied before he thrust in and shot a half dozen spurts of tainted cum inside Ric's hole. Ric was walking down the hall with Hector's load dripping out of his ass when he saw the bottom from earlier walk out of his room. Without the blindfold, Ric got a look at his face and it showed that he was still in pain. He knew the guy was Asian, Chinese was his guess. As he got close, the guy said "Fuck... No way I could take that but it's fuckin hot." Ric chuckled, replying "Just let me know when you want to try. I love knockin up a tight hole." He walked past, looking back to see dark streaks running down the back of both of the guy's legs. "Two weeks... Maybe less" Ric thought to himself.

Part 24 - The Club Joe was sitting on the couch studying when his phone buzzed. It was a text message from 000-0000. He opened it up and it said “We know your secret. You are invited to a meeting” and there was a link. He knew from experience that all sorts of phishing schemes used things like this to lure you to clicking on them and getting computer viruses or worse. He ignored it and went back to studying. Kyle came home and dropped his backpack on the chair and sat down on the other end of the couch and packed the pipe and took a hit. Joe and Kyle chatted a bit and then Kyle said “I got this weird text message earlier. It said they know my secret and invited me to a meeting with a web link.” “Yeah, I got one too. Did you click on it?” asked Joe. “Fuck no!” replied Kyle. When Steven got home, he told Joe and Kyle that he had gotten a weird spam text message. Only a few people had his new phone number, so he wanted to know if they knew anything about it. “Yeah, we both got it too. Did you click the link?” Kyle asked. “No, I don’t click links from people I don’t know” said Steven. “I think one of us is going to have to click it and see what happens” said Joe. “Let me reset my old tablet and we’ll do it with that. That way there will be no info to steal” offered Kyle. While the tablet reset, they created a new email address to use when they setup the tablet. They looked at each of their messages. The URL for the link was slightly different for each of the guys. Steven offered to use his for the test. The guys all stared at the tablet as Kyle typed in the link and watched the page show up. The background for the page had a large dark red biohazard symbol on it on a gray background. At the top it said “Welcome Steven” and a popup showed on the screen with a legal disclaimer. “Membership to our group is by invitation only. You have been proposed by someone or some people in our group who think you are a candidate that fits our membership standards. You have one chance to join. If you decline, you are eliminated from any further consideration in the future. Proceeding further on this website constitutes agreement with the following terms and conditions: - You will not disclose the existence of the group to anyone outside of the group. - You will not disclose any members names of the group to anyone outside of the group. - You will not disclose the times or places of any meetings of the group with anyone outside of the group. - You will not disclose the events in detail or abstractly with anyone outside of the group. - Any violation with these terms will cause immediate expulsion from the group and possible bodily harm. - Any recommendation for new members must be made to the grand priest. - Any actions made by you that causes harm to the reputation of the group or members of the group will cause expulsion from the group. - If at any time you wish to leave the group, the above terms will still apply until your death. Do you wish to apply?” There were two buttons - “Yes and I Agree with the terms” and “No or I Disagree with the terms”. The guys looked at the screen and read the terms out loud. “What the fuck? How do they know my name?” Steven asked. They re-read the page again, looking for clues. “I don’t want to say No, but I’m scared to say Yes” he said. “I think the biohazard symbol has something to do with this group. Do you think its a secret group of poz guys?” asked Joe. As they looked at the page again, Joe’s phone rang and they jumped. “A little edgy, are we?” asked Kyle as he chuckled. Joe answered and it was Dennis. “I got this really weird text message an hour ago. Did you get one?” Dennis asked. “Yeah, we all got one. Each link is a bit different and it appears that it knows who you are from it. We are trying the link on an old tablet. Its offering us a membership in a secret group” Joe told Dennis. “Oh shit. Can I come over and so I can see what it is?” asked Dennis. Joe said “Sure, we’ll wait until you get here.” Once Dennis showed up, they all re-read the page again. Steven said “Well, this is the page for me, and I think I’m going to be the lab rat and click agree. But, I don’t want to violate the terms, so let me see the next pages alone. When I get done I’ll let you know if you should do yours.” Steven took the tablet and sat in the chair and clicked YES. Another page displayed with the same background but listed a form that was already filled out. It seemed to know all about him - his full name, his address, his cell phone number, his age, his sexual preference and his HIV status. His status was listed as “HIV Positive, unmedicated.” It also listed that day’s date as the date of invitation and two days later as the expiration of invitation. Each field other than the invitation fields were editable so he could correct any information. He clicked “Continue” and the next page was titled “Order of the Venomous Cock - Initiation and Welcoming Ceremony”. Lower on the page it said “Welcome, Steven as a new member to our selective group of HIV positive men. Our purpose is to share our special gift and support each other in times of need.” Below that it said “The next meeting will be the following Monday at 10PM. Location to be texted to you one hour before the meeting. Casual attire outside the meeting room.” There was a button on the bottom of the page that said “Close” and he clicked it. The browser window closed. When he tried to go back to the start page, it redirected him to an amusement park website. Steven looked up and everyone was staring at him. He said “Wow, that’s fucking crazy” then showed them the amusement park page. “It can’t be about Mickey” Dennis said. “Uh, definitely not” Steven said as he tried to figure out what to tell the guys that wouldn’t violate the terms. “I think its safe to say that you guys would be ok with joining the group. Joe was on the right track, earlier.” Each of the guys took the tablet and typed in their link and followed the pages and then poof, off to Mickey’s website they went. Dennis was the last to join and they looked at each other in disbelief. Joe was the first to say something “That is pretty wild. Someone knows we’re poz and probably knows we’re gifters. I didn’t know a group like that existed here. Maybe New York City or San Francisco. But here? The meeting should be interesting.” “Yeah, I’m working Monday night, so I’ll have to swap with someone. It’s bad form to miss the initiation ceremony when you join a group” Dennis said and laughed. “Shit, I gotta get to work” yelled Steven as he ran into the spare room and changed clothes and went running out the door. He got to the restaurant with only a few minutes to spare and clocked in. Another waiter was out sick, so Steven got tapped to fill in. He worked his shift which was pretty easy for a Friday, but kept busy enough so he didn’t have any time to talk to Ryan about Jeff. They walked out of the restaurant and started talking almost immediately. “How’s Jeff doing?” asked Steven. “It was like nothing happened this morning. He just got up, showered, hit breakfast and off to class. I tried to say something before he left, but he cut me off and said ‘later.’ He wasn’t in the room all afternoon, but thats normal. I stayed in the room as late as possible to try and catch him before I went to work, but he never showed up” Ryan replied. “Shit. He’s running out of time. Should I go home with you tonight and maybe we can talk to him?” Steven asked. Ryan said “Nah, he goes to bed early and hates to be woken up. How about you come over tomorrow morning and we can talk to him then?” “OK, say 9AM?” “Sure” replied Ryan. They had hit their usual spot and kissed again, oblivious to anyone that might be watching. When Steven got home, Joe and Kyle were on the couch, naked and making out. He walked past them and went straight to the spare room and put the blanket and pillow on the floor and tried to get some sleep. Saturday morning came quickly and Steven woke up earlier than normal to go over to Ryan’s dorm room. He showered and left Joe and Kyle finally sleeping in bed. They had been fucking half the night and kept waking Steven up. He knocked on Ryan’s door and the door opened slowly. Ryan stood there in just his basketball shorts and held his finger up to his mouth, telling Steven to stay quiet. He grabbed his phone and walked out into the hall and closed the door and led Steven down to a tv room at the end of the hall. “He came home after I got in from work. I was mostly asleep. He took his clothes off and crawled into bed and was out. I smelled alcohol, so I think he had been drinking, which he never has done since I’ve roomed with him. He’s not old enough to get into the bars and he looks too young to pass for over 21 anyway” Ryan said. “So what do we do? Wake him up and drag his ass down to the clinic?” Steven asked. “Let’s leave him until ten and then try and talk to him” was Ryan’s reply. “You want me to sit here with you half naked and not do anything for almost an hour?” Steven said with the look of lust in his eyes. Ryan got up and went over and closed the door and locked it when his phone buzzed. Ryan looked at it and it was a text from Jeff - “Where r u?” He replied back “In tv room with steven.” “can we talk?” Jeff’s text said. Steven and Ryan went back to the room and sat down on Ryan’s bed and looked at Jeff, who seemed pretty hungover. “Are you ok, Jeff” Steven asked. Jeff looked at Steven, then Ryan and back to Steven “No, I’m not alright. I don’t know what to do. I lost my virginity, realized I’m gay, got infected with HIV and broke up with my girlfriend. How was your week?” Ryan looked at Steven and then at Jeff. “Jeff, I tried to tell you we can go to the clinic and you can get a treatment to prevent you from getting HIV. But we’re running out of time for it to be effective.” “What if I don’t want to be treated? What if I want to be poz? You seem to want the same thing” asked Jeff looking back at Ryan. Steven was startled. “Uh, do you mean that you want to see if you get infected from the other day? Or you want to make sure it happens?” he asked. Jeff looked at Steven and he could see his brain spinning until he said “I want to make sure it happens and soon.” “Fuck” said Ryan. “Are you sure? There’s no changing your mind on this” asked Steven. Jeff stared at Steven and said “I’m sure. Can you do it?” Ryan moved closer to Steven as Steven chuckled and felt his cock twitch. “Oh, yeah. I might even be able to get a friend to help if you want. You want two poz guys to fuck and fill you?” Jeff rubbed his crotch and said “mmhmm.” “No mumbling, I want to hear you say it so your roommate and I can hear it” Steven said. Jeff blushed and pleaded “I want you to get your friend to help poz me. Please?” Steven smiled and said “You’re really diving into the deep end, but I know where you’re coming from.” He pulled his phone out and typed out a message “got 2 boys who need hot seed. can u help?” and sent it off. Steven smiled thinking that he was going to have helped 3 guys get infected in his first few weeks of being poz. His cock twitched again at the thought and he asked Jeff “How’s your ass feel after I took your cherry?” “It was sore the next day but its better now. Does it always hurt that much?” Jeff replied. Steven said “Nah, you just need to learn to relax. But the fuck the other day was more of a grudge fuck. I wasn’t happy you interrupted us and then demanded to get fucked. Usually I would have opened your hole up before I fucked you.” Ryan and Steven gave Jeff a few hints on being a better bottom. “Number one, is to make sure there’s no number two. Strip down to your shorts and grab your towel and lets go to the bathroom.” Ryan grabbed his douche bulb and took Jeff down and showed him how to use it. While the two were in the bathroom, Steven’s phone rang. He answered it and heard Dennis on the other end. “Yeah, its complicated” he told Dennis. “I gave him a load the other day and now he wants to make sure it happens.” “You said you had two. Who’s the other?” Dennis asked. “His roommate was the one I was after. He’s a waiter at the restaurant I’m working at” Steven answered. Dennis then asked “Ah, ok. So, you want me to do the roommate and you the waiter?” “I thought we could start that way and then swap” was Stevens reply. “You dirty little fuck. Sounds like fun. I have to work at six tonight, so I have some time. When do you want to do it?” asked Dennis. “I’m in their dorm room now. How fast can you be here? Ryan is showing Jeff how to clean his hole” said Steven. Dennis’s eyes got wide and he said “What? How many times has he been fucked?” “Only once, by me” Steven said and laughed. “I’ll tell you the whole story sometime, I know you’ll get a kick out of it.” “Damn, boy. You’re learning quick. I’ll be there in about twenty minutes” Dennis said as he hung up the phone. Steven looked around the room trying to see if he could find anything more about either of the guys. One side appeared to be Jeff’s and it had no decorations at all except for a picture of Jeff and two people he assumed were his parents at the Grand Canyon. His parents looked almost as nerdy as Jeff and he wondered if they had any dark secrets like their son. Jeff and Ryan walked back in the room and Ryan told Jeff to drop his shorts and bend over his bed. Jeff looked at him, confused. “Just do it” Ryan demanded. Jeff pushed his shorts down and picked them off the floor, folded them in half and put them on his pillow before bending over and putting his hands on the center of the mattress. Meanwhile, Ryan was rummaging through his box and fished out a small dildo and a bottle of lube. Ryan lubed up his finger and dripped some lube on Jeff’s pucker. Jeff gasped as the cold liquid hit his body and Ryan pushed his finger in the tight hole. “What did we say about relaxing? Breathe slowly” Ryan told Jeff. Ryan felt the tight ring start to let his finger in and he slowly pushed his index finger in all the way. Jeff moaned. “See how much better it is when you don’t fight it?” Steven asked. Ryan pulled his finger out and sniffed it and smiled. “Good job. Maybe not good enough for a gangbang, but enough for today.” Ryan said as he turned to Steven and asked “Did you hear from your friend?“ “Yeah, he’s on his way over. He’s a few years older than us and not a twink, but he is fuckin’ sexy and knows how to fuck” Steven replied. “Is he poz too?” asked Jeff, as if that was his only criteria for someone to fuck him. Steven chuckled and simply said “Very.” Ryan had lubed up the dildo and pressed it against Jeff’s pussy. “This isn’t anywhere as good as a real cock and it’s pretty small, but it’s perfect to get that hole of yours loosened up.” Ryan slowly pushed it in and felt Jeff let his hole relax. Once he had gotten past the ring, he started to fuck Jeff with the dildo, building up speed and intensity. Jeff started moaning and then whimpering as Ryans strokes got harder. Ryan slowed down and then rammed it in hard and heard Jeff grunt. “You like that, Jeff?” Steven asked. “Oh hell yeah. I could do that all day” Jeff said. Ryan kept stroking the dildo and started to move it around as he shoved in. As he shoved it in hard a few times, Jeff moaned loudly and there was a knock at the door. Steven opened the door slightly and saw Dennis there. He opened the door the rest of the way and Dennis walked in and saw Jeff getting fucked with the dildo. “Gee, I’m a bit late and I get replaced by a hunk of plastic?” he said and all four snickered. Ryan pulled the dildo out and put it on the floor by his toy box. “Hi, I’m Dennis. I hear you guys like to play with fire” Dennis said with a sly grin. Jeff stood up and turned around, his five inch cock, hard as a rock standing up from a small dark blond bush. The rest of his body was devoid of hair except for some in his armpits and what was on his head. He had a few freckles on his cheeks and very little muscle showing. He was about 5 foot 9 and wasn’t fat or skinny, just a nerdy kid who avoided getting much exercise. Dennis quickly looked him over and said “Shit. How old are you?” Jeff blushed and said “Eighteen, sir” and then added “I started college a year early. My parents always pushed me for good grades.” “OK, I’ll take your word for it. If you’re so smart why are you trying to get pozzed?” asked Dennis. Jeff blushed and tried to figure out what to say. “I’ve never been allowed to do anything risky. I wasn’t allowed to date anyone or even think about sex, just study. I got a girlfriend a few months ago, but I realized I wasn’t into girls for sex. Once I saw gay porn and then bareback gay porn, I knew thats what I needed. When Steven fucked me the other day I knew it for sure” explained Jeff. Dennis grinned at Steven. “This isn’t just bareback sex. By the time we’re done with you, you probably will have HIV for the rest of your life.” “I know. I read everything about it. But I want it” Jeff told Dennis. “If you want my load, you have to promise me you’re going to share it once you’re poz. I don’t care how. Understand?” Dennis said sternly, noticing Jeff’s hard cock twitch. “Yes, sir” Jeff replied. Dennis saw Steven start to take his shirt off and did the same. Ryan took the clue and took his basketball shorts off, leaving him just in a jockstrap. Dennis kicked off his shoes and then unbuttoned his jeans, letting them drop to the floor. Jeff let out a loud gasp as he saw Dennis’s near naked body and felt a drip of precum fall from his cock on to the floor. “Come here, boy” said Dennis and Jeff moved closer until Dennis’s hand wrapped around his back and pulled him closer and until it was touching Dennis’s body. He had never been next to a hairy body before and he marveled at the fur covering Dennis’s pecs and belly. He reached up and touched it and then rubbed his hands through it, rubbing Dennis’s nipples as well. Dennis pushed his underwear down, and his semi-hard cock sprung free, hitting Jeff’s stomach. “That’s it, boy. Worship the body that is going to help bring you into the brotherhood” Dennis said. He looked down and Jeff was staring up at him and he saw the desire in his eyes. Dennis pushed Jeff’s shoulders down and Jeff started to lick Dennis’s chest, before going lower and he licked his abs. Going lower still, he was looking at Dennis’s hard, thick cock. He wondered how he was going to take it, but he was determined to try. Dennis looked over and he saw Steven push Ryan on to his back on the bed, spreading his legs and laying on his chest, kissing him. Dennis would not be making love to either of these two boys, it was going to be just a fuck. A fuck to empty his balls. And a fuck to infect them both with his strain. Jeff looked at the cock and knew he was expected to suck it. The only other cock he had ever sucked was Ryan’s and he had it forced into his mouth. He began to lick the head and then put his lips over the tip and started to suck. He felt Dennis’s hand on the back of his head and he tried to go down further and then heard Dennis say “Watch those teeth boy. Light scraping is ok, but no biting.” He tried to open his mouth wider and he got down further. Dennis was keeping the pace of his head bobbing on the cock with his hand. Jeff noticed an odd taste in his mouth and didn’t know why. He pulled away from Dennis and felt the cock pop out of his mouth. Dennis’s cock was dripping some liquid, just like his cock did sometimes when he masturbated, but he had never tasted it. He took the cock back in his mouth and kept sucking on it. Dennis pushed his head hard and he felt the cock go into his throat. Jeff gagged and wretched while Dennis laughed. Dennis pushed down a second time and Jeff tried to take it all in his throat. He lasted a little longer before he started to gag again. Dennis picked Jeff up off the floor and pushed him towards the bed. Dennis told him “On your hands and knees” and handed him a little brown bottle. “Sniff this when I tell you to” Dennis said. He then started to rim the boy’s hole. Jeff had never felt anything like this and started moaning. Dennis’s tongue pushed into Jeff’s hole and Jeff tried to remember to let his hole relax. Dennis got more aggressive and sucked and chewed on the tight hole and then slapped Jeff’s ass. “Last chance, boy. You want it?” Dennis asked. “oh god yes, fuck me!” yelled Jeff. Dennis stood up and slapped his cock on Jeff’s pussy, toxic precum dripping into the pucker. He started to press in and told Jeff, “sniff the bottle now.” He heard Jeff breathe and he pressed harder and felt the hole yield. He heard Jeff moan again and his cock sank slowly into the almost virgin hole. “Sniff again” and he heard Jeff take a big breath and felt Jeff’s hole flex around his cock. Dennis started to fuck with long slow strokes and then the strokes got faster. When he felt Jeff start to tighten up too much he would tell him to sniff the poppers again. Jeff moaned, whimpered, grunted and occasionally said “oh fuck yeah”. Dennis took that as his cue that Jeff could take a harder fuck. He stood up on his feet and started to pound the boy’s hole. Steven wasted little time on foreplay. He kissed Ryan as he lay on top of him until his cock found Ryans lubed hole. He slid in and then pushed his body up and put Ryan’s legs over his shoulders. He started to rock his hips back and forth, penetrating Ryans hole deeper until he bottomed out. Ryan was staring back at him with a huge grin. Steven pistoned his cock into Ryan’s hole faster and faster driving Ryan into the wall. He varied the rhythm and the speed, loving the feel of his raw cock inside Ryan’s warm tight chute. Ryan would flex his hole around Steven’s cock and Steven would moan. They both were enjoying the fuck, but both wanted to get Steven’s charged seed inside Ryan’s neg cunt. Ryan began to milk Steven’s cock. Each time it seemed to get tighter and finally Steven screamed out and drove his cock in all the way and started pumping his cum deep inside. Dennis heard the pounding and grunting on the other bed and started to fuck harder. He could tell that Jeff was hurting with every hard stab as the moans and grunts now had a tinge of pain in them. He wanted to bruise and hopefully get tiny tears in the walls of Jeff’s fuck tunnel to help make sure that Jeff’s negative sex life was as short as possible. When he heard Steven yell out and start to breed Ryan, he let his own toxic load shoot inside Jeff. Jeff let out a loud moan as he felt his gut fill with Dennis’s poison and immediately shot his own cum all over the bed. Dennis felt Jeff milk his load out and slammed his cock in hard, forcing the cum in deep. When his orgasm died down, Dennis pulled Jeff up against his sweaty chest and held him tight, whispering in his ear “Damn good hole for your second time. Enjoy your last few weeks as a neg boy.” Jeff was in heaven as he felt Dennis’s arms hold him tight and his cock still in his hole holding all the charged cum inside him. His cock pulsed and shot a small blob of cum out when Dennis whispered in his ear. Steven had collapsed on top of Ryan and they were grinding their bodies together and kissing. Ryan said to Steven “god, I love feeling you inside me. I hope we can flip after I get pozzed.” Steven grinned back at him “We can do it before then too.” Dennis kissed the back of Jeff’s neck and set him back down, laying on his stomach on the bed and leaving his ass up to not lose any of the special seed. He got up and moved over to the other bed and helped Steven get up. As Steven went over to Jeff, Dennis dove face first into Ryan’s ass. He pushed his legs up and Ryan held them up and apart. Dennis dug his tongue into the freshly bred hole, sucking up the cum and inhaling Ryan’s scent. “Fuck, that poz Thai cum tastes good” he said as he dove back down tongue fucking Ryan’s hole. Ryan worked his ass muscles around Dennis’s tongue and enjoyed feeling his beard against his ass cheeks. He heard Dennis growl and get rougher. Having licked all of the cum just inside his hole, Dennis lowered Ryan’s legs and slid his cock into the cum slick hole. Ryan moaned and said “oh fuck yeah, give me that poz cock”. Dennis pushed his legs back again and rolled on top and started to pound Ryan’s cunt. The sounds of his cock slamming into the cum filled hole turned Dennis on even more. He loved to fuck guys that had loads in them and it was even better with someone who knew how to massage his cock as he fucked. He didn’t want to cum too fast but Dennis was milking his cock, determined to get another toxic load in his hungry cunt. Ryan would have gladly just taken Stevens cum to get him converted, but there was no way he would turn down another strain from a stud like Dennis. The sweat dripped off Dennis on to Ryan’s body as he looked up at Dennis’s face as it contorted trying to delay his orgasm. Steven mounted Jeff, as he lay on the bed. Dennis had stretched out his hole, but it had quickly closed back up. Steven wasn’t as brutal as the first time he fucked Jeff, but he also wasn’t gentle. He forced his cock into Jeff, and once past the outer ring, he felt the warmth and softness of his cock sleeve. The further he got in, the more he felt the cum that Dennis had deposited inside. His cock was soon coated in diseased sperm and he knew he had to force it in deeper and add his own special seed to it. The bed started squeaking as Steven drove his cock in hard, bounced off Jeff’s butt and then back up. This was the kind of workout he enjoyed - pushups with a purpose. He heard Jeff grunt with each thrust and he leaned down and whispered in his ear “You like having my poz cock back inside you?” Jeff moaned “mmhmm.” “Remember me taking your virginity?” and Jeff replied “Oh fuck yeah.” “What do you want now?” Steven asked louder and Jeff said “Breed me with your poz cum.” Steven slammed back in and bucked his hips into Jeff’s swollen hole and he felt his toxic cum begin to shoot into the eighteen year old’s barely used hole. Once again, the sound of Steven fucking his hot load inside a guy triggered Dennis into shooting his load. Ryan’s hole gripped Dennis’s cock like a vice and kept all of the tainted seed inside. He pinched Dennis’s nipples to get him to shoot as much cum as he could. Dennis’s body shook as each spurt added to the charged cum deep inside Ryan’s body. When Dennis pulled out, Ryan asked Dennis to get the two butt plugs from the box next to the bed and to give the smaller one to Jeff and put the bigger one in him. Dennis tossed the smaller one to Steven, who rubbed some of the cum around Jeffs hole on the plug and then pushed it inside. Jeff groaned as the plug went in and jumped when the plug got sucked in to the base. It was an odd feeling at first, but he enjoyed having something stuck in his hole. Dennis pushed the plug into Ryan and then slapped it home, getting Ryan to yelp. The guys reeked of cum and sweat, a smell three of them loved and Jeff was now starting to appreciate. Ryan grabbed a towel and gave it to Dennis and one for himself. Jeff gave one of his to Steven and put his sleeping shorts on. They all walked down to the shower area which was empty. With only three shower stalls, Steven and Ryan went in one together and washed each other, while Dennis and Jeff took the other two. After drying off, Dennis shared his towel with Jeff to dry off and then followed him back to the room, watching Jeff’s odd gait as he got used to the plug in his ass. Dennis and Jeff got dressed and waited for Ryan and Steven to come back. Dennis broke the awkward silence with “I hope you enjoyed that and it was what you were hoping for.” Jeff nodded and replied “Everything I hoped for and more. That was amazing. I’m going to love getting fucked.” “Remember our deal. You gotta share” said Dennis. “Yes, sir.” As Dennis was walking out of the room to go home, Ryan and Steven were walking down the hall naked with Steven slapping Ryan’s ass. “Thanks” said Dennis with a wink as he passed them in the hall. Jeff was laying in bed when they got back, stroking his cock. “How will I know?”he asked. “Know what? Know you’ve converted?” replied Steven. “That and who it was” Jeff said. “You probably will never know if it was Dennis or I. Or any other poz guys that fuck you before you convert. I got really sick when it happened but Dennis didn’t. It just depends on your body.” “Oh, ok. Dennis said i only have a couple weeks left before I’m poz. Is that true?” Jeff then asked. “Who knows. Some people take a long time and lots of poz loads before they convert. Others it happens right away. I took almost thirty poz loads in about a week and that did it for me. You might go for years and never become poz” Steven explained. “Oh. I hope its soon. I want to tell my parents I’m gay and poz all at once and get it over with.”

Part 20 - A Transformation Dennis invited everyone over to his apartment after they got their test results. He didn’t want Aaron to be alone and feared what he might do since he appeared to be really depressed. They sat around all afternoon talking and getting stoned, except for Aaron. Aaron stayed quiet only drank water and occasionally cried. Dennis got Aaron to call in sick that evening and the private party continued. Dennis’s boyfriend came home and joined in the drinking and smoking. Joe looked at the clock and saw that it was almost 3 AM and said it was time for him and Steven and Kyle to go home, but Dennis insisted they sleep there since they were too wasted to drive. He brought out a couple blankets and pillows and Joe, Kyle and Steven curled up together and passed out. Dennis pushed Aaron towards the bedroom and Corey followed. They spooned and were soon sound asleep. The next morning, Dennis walked out to the living room and saw the other three had already gone. Looking at the clock it was after 10 AM. “Damn, I have to be at work in less than two hours” he said. The next few days saw each of the guys get back into their normal routines. They each took turns checking up on Aaron who seemed to realize that his life was not all that different as a poz guy, but he hadn’t had sex in almost two weeks and was even afraid to masturbate. The other guys had been good and finished their treatment for gono and were now only HIV positive. Thursday, Joe invited Dennis over and the four of them sat discussing what was next. Everyone agreed that they needed to find a guy or guys to share their new gift with, but the question was who. After a while Joe excitedly said,” I got it.” He heard a collective “Who?” from the other guys. Joe said “There was this guy that I ran into dozens of times at the adult book store. He was chasing too, but having no luck like I was. We even fucked each other a few times when there was no action. One time we joked that whoever got knocked up first would do the other one. Let me see if I can find his number.” After wading through all of the contacts on his phone, he found it. “Yeah, thats right. Nick. He’s only a sophomore, but a really cute slut.” “Send him a message and see if he’s still chasing” Steven urged and the other guys agreed. Joe tapped out a message to him “Havent seen u around lately. Hows the chase?” He took a deep breath and hit send. “You know, he might just want to do it one on one. You guys would be on your own then” and then laughed. “Lets hope he wants a gangbang pozzing” Kyle said as he lit up another bowl and passed it around. About a half an hour later Joe’s phone buzzed and he read the response from Nick out loud. “Kinda gave up. Still neg. u?” The guys all had big grins on their faces as their hopes raised up. Joe sent back a reply “Just confirmed poz.” It was only seconds later he got a response. “fuk yeah. share?” The adrenaline cleared some of the fog in their minds from the pot and the guys were all excited. Joe sent back “if u want. got friends that can help 2” Seconds later he got back “omg yes. how many? when? gone this weekend.” “call me monday” Joe responded and got back “k.” The guys started planning. Where could they do it? Anon or not? Just fuck or wreck his hole first? The guys were stroking their cocks as they talked about scenarios, each one getting more elaborate than the previous one. Finally Dennis stopped everyone and said “Let’s just do it like when we probably got pozzed. Lets use the orgy room at the hotel and just keep breeding his ass until we’re spent. Then party for a while and do round two.” The guys all agreed that sounded easy and if Nick wanted to change it he could. After a pause, Joe asked “Should we invite Aaron?” Kyle asked “Do you think he would be interested? He was pretty freaked out when he found out he was poz.” Dennis answered “I think he’s more comfortable with it now, and I know he’s horny. How about we invite him up this weekend and have a fuck party and ask him then.” Everyone nodded and Dennis tapped out a message “u up for party with the guys here saturday? just the 5 of us. maybe sex?” Aaron was at work just hanging around waiting for the next busload of customers to show up when his phone buzzed. He glanced at the phone and saw it was Dennis. “Probably checking up on me again” thought Aaron, but he went into the bathroom to read the message since he didn’t want to get caught texting by his boss again. Sitting in the stall he read the message from Dennis. Aaron’s heart started to beat faster as he thought about it. He needed to get off and wanted to get fucked again. This would be perfect since he wouldn’t have to worry about telling them about being poz. And he still was crushing on Dennis, any time he could spend with him would be great. Aaron flushed the toilet and washed his hands to keep the illusion he used the bathroom and went out and asked his boss if he could take Saturday evening off. He was told “See if you can swap with someone. We need to be staffed on weekends.” He talked to a few people he knew would be off that night and finally found someone to take his place. Hiding behind the back wall, he quickly typed out “yes” and sent his reply to Dennis. Dennis knocked on Joe’s door about seven on Saturday night. Steven opened the door, dressed only in jogging shorts. “Hi, I hope you don’t mind but I brought my boyfriend along.” Dennis and Corey walked in the room and sat down on the floor next to the couch. Corey was the quiet one compared to Dennis’s more outgoing nature. His nearly black hair was longer and pulled back in a ponytail with a bun. His body seemed almost hairless compared to Dennis’s furry body. There was just a small patch of facial hair on his chin. He was bordering on skinny, with not a lot of muscle on his body and he was a few inches shorter than Dennis. “I hope he doesn’t mind fucking with a bunch of toxic guys” Kyle said. “Hell no. I love knowing I have poz loads inside me or I’m fucking a poz hole. I’m on prep though. I hope you guys don’t mind” Corey told the group. Everyone chuckled and Joe said “You’re really going to put those meds to the test tonight” as he got up and grabbed several beers from the fridge and passed them around. Just as he was about to sit down, there was a knock at the door. Joe opened the door and there was Aaron, looking a little nervous and forcing a smile. “Hey, Aaron. Glad you could make it” Joe said as he ushered Aaron inside. Kyle said “Sorry we don’t have enough chairs. Pick a spot on the floor. We’re just chilling for a bit.” Aaron sat down next to Corey. Aaron looked a little disappointed that Dennis brought his boyfriend and Corey could see the it in his face. Corey told Aaron “Don’t worry, we have a very open relationship. We like knowing the other is getting all their needs taken care of and its hot watching each other fuck other guys.” Aaron looked relieved and he began to smile. Joe walked up and brought Aaron a beer. “Thanks, but I don’t drink” Aaron told Joe and Joe set the beer down on the table “This one’s for whoever finishes first, then”. Kyle looked at Aaron “So your only vice is bareback sex?” and everyone laughed. “I dunno, I just never got into it. I tried beer and whiskey when I was in high school and didn’t like the taste” replied Aaron. Kyle then asked “That’s cool. How about pot?” “I never tried it” answered Aaron. Kyle smiled and passed over a partially smoked bowl and lighter and Aaron looked at him. “What do I do?” asked Aaron. Corey leaned over close to Aaron and showed him how to hold the pipe and lighter, then how to flick the lighter “Hold it near the bowl until you see the pot start to glow and suck the smoke in deep, fill your lungs, not your mouth.” Aaron did and soon was coughing. Everyone chuckled, remembering the first time they ever smoked. Corey took the pipe and lighter and showed Aaron. Aaron wanted to prove to the guys that he could do it and tried again. “Exhale… light it… inhale deep… hold the smoke inside… and exhale” Corey coached. Aaron sat there, happy that he didn’t cough that time and then felt the rush come over his body. “Fuuuuckk thats good” Aaron said after a minute or so. He passed the pipe back to Corey who said “well, you finished it off. Good job” and passed the pipe back to Kyle to reload. Meanwhile, Joe had gotten a bottle of water for Aaron, knowing he probably would need it. The guys talked, drank and smoked for a while and soon Aaron found himself between Corey and Dennis. Everyone was feeling good and buzzed. Joe noticed Aaron was the happiest he had ever seen him. Laughing, smiling and talking with everyone. With the change in attitude he seemed even sexier. Now he knew why Mark had fucked him. When there was a lull in the conversation, Aaron looked at Corey and asked “So you’re poz too?” “I guess you missed that part. I’m neg and on prep. I love having sex with poz guys, though” Corey said. Aaron looked at him, confused. Dennis explained “Prep is a treatment you can take to prevent getting HIV. Its basically the same meds you take after you get infected, but it prevents the infection.” “Oh. I wish I had known about that before.” “Yeah, I’ve had sex over a hundred times with poz guys and I’m still neg. Not all of those guys were off meds, of course. Don’t worry Aaron, you’re a hot poz guy, you’ll have lots of guys all over you” Corey said with a grin. After more talking and drinking, Corey leaned over and kissed Aaron. Aaron was a little shocked, since Dennis was right next to him, but he enjoyed the kiss and kept it going. Their tongues flicked against each other inside Corey’s mouth and they laid back on the floor making out. The other guys all looked on enjoying the show and rubbing their cocks through their shorts. Dennis looked over at Joe and mouthed “You’re mine” and Steven and Kyle grinned at each other. It didn’t take long before everyone was naked and groping their partners. They all kept looking over at Aaron to make sure he was doing ok. Corey slowly moved down Aaron’s body, first sucking and twisting his nipples then going lower until he had Aaron’s cock in his mouth. It was rock hard, cut, about seven and a half inches long that got thick in the middle. He kept going down until he felt it start to push into his throat. Aaron jolted back when he felt the head of his cock hit Corey’s throat. Aaron had only had a few blowjobs in his life. He loved bottoming and sucking cock, but was rarely ever sucked and no one had ever deep throated him. But now, he was really enjoying Corey’s mouth on his cock. Corey kept taking him near the edge but never too far to make him cum. When he started getting close, Corey would pull off his cock and give another part of his body attention. Aaron had never felt a guy suck on his balls before and only a few times had a guy lick his taint. He kept expecting Corey to start rimming him, but it didn’t happen. This was a completely different type of sex that he had never experienced before. It wasn’t a pump and dump at the book store or backing his ass up to a glory hole or giving a blowjob in a public restroom or getting fucked over the hood of a car. Aaron liked it. He liked it a lot. He was staring down at Corey who pulled off his cock and looked up at him “I need you to fuck me, Aaron.” Aaron panicked. He had never successfully topped a guy. “Uh, I can’t Corey. I’ve never fucked a guy before. I’m a bottom. I tried once and I was so nervous I couldn’t stay hard.” Everyone in the room stopped and looked at Corey and Aaron, waiting to see what happened. Corey told Aaron “You’re wasting this fantastic cock. I want it and I want it inside me.” Corey grabbed the lube bottle and spread some lube on Aaron’s cock and some on his hole and straddled Aaron’s body. Aaron was still hard and Corey nudged his hole on the cock head and felt some precum drip out. He smiled down at Aaron and pushed until he felt his hole give way. Both of them gasped and Corey continued to rock his ass on Aaron’s stiff shaft getting it deeper into his warm hole. Corey worked Aaron’s nipples and kept eye contact with him, staring into his lust filled soul. Soon, he was riding Aaron’s cock, feeling the full length of it slide in and out of him. Aaron closed his eyes and reveled in the feeling of his cock deep inside another guy. “Oh my god this feels amazing” Aaron said as he started to thrust his hips up as Corey was sliding down his shaft. Corey was moaning and using his ass muscles to squeeze and play with Aaron’s cock. Corey stood up and got on his knees next to Aaron who wasted no time getting behind Corey and slamming his cock back into Corey’s soft warm tunnel. He started trying out all of the ways that tops had fucked him and did them to Corey. His cock was leaking toxic precum and coating Corey’s insides. He felt the hole get sloppier and started to fuck harder. His balls started to tingle and tighten up and his cock throbbed and swelled. He didn’t want to cum yet, he wanted this fuck to last for hours, but his cock and balls had other ideas. Aaron grabbed Corey’s shoulders and shoved in all the way, eliciting a yelp from Corey and he felt his cock explode. He felt a huge spurt of cum shoot, and then another and another. His head fell back as the adrenaline and lust combined to send his body where it never had been before. He had had many orgasms in his life, most of them were from masturbation, but this was an earth shattering experience for him. As the pulses from his cock slowed he fell forward on top of Corey and hugged him tightly. His heart was racing and he was trying to catch his breath. He kissed the back of Corey’s neck and whispered “thank you” into his ear. They rolled over, Aaron’s cock still hard and deep inside Corey. No one else had continued their sexual endeavors. They had watched the birth of a new poz top and the transformation of Aaron. As Aaron finally came down from the post coital rush, he said to no one in particular “oh my fucking god. I can’t believe how good that felt.” With the show over, Dennis and Joe started at it again and Kyle pushed Steven into the chair, rimming his ass. Corey and Aaron watched the other four start to fuck and looked at each other. Aaron said, “It’s my turn now. Fuck me” and giggled at the sound of him being a dominant bottom. Corey didn’t wait and had his face buried in Aaron’s ass tongue fucking him. Dennis was face fucking Joe and the room started to sound like a bath house on early Saturday morning. It wasn’t too long before Kyle had his cock deep in Steven’s hole, dripping his newly poz precum inside. Corey mounted Aaron and enjoyed his tight hole. Dennis had Joe folded up on the couch missionary style, his cock deep in his ass and his tongue down his throat. There were grunts and moans and bodies slamming into their partners bodies. Kyle was the first to cum, flooding Steven’s hole with more toxic cum. Hearing Kyle unload, caused both Dennis and Corey to do the same in their partner’s pussies. The energy in the room went from frantic to quiet in a few minutes, with everyone collapsing next to the person they fucked. “Damn, that was good” Aaron said breathlessly Dennis gave a short laugh and asked “Did you like filling my neg boyfriend with your highly charged cum?” “Fuck yeah. I realized after the first few shots of cum that I was breeding a neg guy and my orgasm got even more intense. Holy shit! Now I know why that fucker that pozzed me in the bookstore did it. It’s so wrong but it feels so good” Aaron said. He turned his head and looked at Corey and said “God, I hope those drugs work, Corey.” “Me too, but if they don’t, then its fate. I just love the feeling of an ass full of poz cum, though” Corey said. Kyle cleared his throat and everyone looked at him. “So, if you liked that, there’s a party you might like that we’re throwing next week. Have you ever heard of a chaser, Aaron?” “Uh, like a storm or tornado chaser?” Aaron replied. “Kinda, but these are people that are looking for bugs to infect them, not tornados” Kyle explained. Aaron asked “What kind of bugs?” “Most anything, really. Herpes, gono, hep, hiv. You name it, there’s someone that wants it. Most want hiv” Joe said. “Thats fucking twisted. I have it and don’t want it and there are guys that don’t have it and want it. Damn” said Aaron. “Well, you now have a gift that you can give guys like that” Dennis said. Thinking a bit, Aaron thought he figured where this was going and asked“So, you guys have one of these chasers for a party next week?” “Yeah, we do. It’s a guy I used to know from when I was chasing” Joe said. Aaron’s eyes opened wide and he said “You were one? Fuck.” “We promised each other that whoever got infected first would share with the other. So I am. And he was really excited when I said I could bring along a few friends to help” explained Joe. “It’s up to you if you want to join us. We completely understand if you don’t want to. Either way, please don’t say anything about this to anyone. OK?” Kyle said. Aaron looked at Dennis “You’re doing this?” “Yeah, I am” replied Dennis. Aaron looked at Steven who had been very quiet all night “You too?” “Yes” answered Steven. “Fuck…. He really wants to be poz?” asked Aaron. Joe said “Yeah, he’s been trying for almost a year.” “If I didn’t know what it felt from breeding Corey, I would say you guys are crazy and should be locked up” Aaron told the group. Aaron looked around the group, staring at each one for several seconds before moving on to the next. Each had a very serious face. Joe sat there thinking that they had just made a huge mistake asking Aaron to join in Nick’s pozzing. Aaron took a deep breath and said “I’m in.”

It depends on the guy. I compete in bodybuilding and I tend to stay shaved. I have light colored body hair so I don't pull off the furry look well. I've had guys help shave me since it's a lot of real estate and I can't do my own shoulders and back, etc. I like a guy that can pull off the furry look but many guys enjoy a guy like me that is smooth and they can lotion/oil up while they squeeze my muscles.

Part 2 I could feel the man’s chest hair against my back, and a considerable bulge nestling between my flexing ass cheeks, he kissed my neck. “You enjoying my boy’s hole?” “He’s got a sweet ass,” I replied as I continued to pound the blonde mercilessly. The man moved his hands from my hips to tweak my nipples as he whispered in my ear, “Two weeks ago this hot bottom was a condoms only bitch, now he’s begging for loads. You know what did that?” “What?” “One thick load from my cock.” He pulled me tight to him and used his hand to turn my face to the side. I caught a glimpse of a strong handsome scruffy face before he planted a rough kiss on my lips. I kissed him back. One of his hands remained at my chin keeping my face turned to his as the other roved over my young furry body, and all the while I kept pounding my meat into the whimpering bottom before me. Eventually his hands returned to my hips and he broke away from the kiss. I studied his dark eyes and strong jaw as best I could looking over my shoulder. “Don’t cum in him yet,” he commanded, “I want to make sure you give him a nice big load.” With that he sunk to his knees behind me and his hands moved from my hips to my ass. As I continued to fuck his boy he spread my ass cheeks a little and licked up my crack. Though I was strictly a top at the time I had been rimmed a few times before and I knew that it felt amazing. Maybe that’s why I let him spread my ass and start working my hole open as only a top can, or perhaps it was because this man seemed to for some reason give off an air that made you want to please him. I bottomed out in the boy and leaned forward allowing him to spread my cheeks a little further and as I rocked my cock of the bottom I felt his tongue for the first time slip past my sphincter. Noting had ever been up my ass not even my little finger, and so I gasped with astonishment as I felt this man’s tongue dart inside of me for moment. I had always thought that it would hurt to have something inside of my ass but the tip of his tongue had felt like heaven, it was intoxicating. I slowed down my fucking of the blonde still impaled on my cock and stuck my ass out a little further allowing the man behind me better access to my hole. He gripped my ass cheeks tightly and spread my hole, his tongue making more and more regular forays into my hole. I whimpered. His tongue felt so good pressing into my hole, I acted on instinct not knowing the change that was coming over me as I let go of the sling chains and grabbed my own ass cheeks trying give the mad kneeling behind me still better access. The bottom I was now practically laying on top of with my cock still buried in his cum dripping hole smiled at me and leaned up a little bit to kiss me. “Tony eats ass better then anyone, doesn’t he?” I just gasped in response as something new pressed against my hole. The bottom wrapped his arms around me pulling me tight to his smooth chest as I felt my hole being further invaded, the mad behind me was sliding his index finger inside of my virgin hole. The words “I’m a top,” formed in my head but died on my lips as his finger began to slide slowly in and out of my hole. “He’s fingering you isn’t he?” “Yes,” I gasped. “Do you want him to stop?” “No.” “Have you ever had anything inside your hole before?” “No, I’m a virgin.” “Do you want more?” “Yes.” “Right answer boy,” Tony replied pulling his mouth off my hole for a moment. “You want Tony to stuff another finger in your hole?” I paused for a moment relishing the feeling of his one finger sliding in and out of my hole but not sure if I could handle another, but as his finger slid back inside my cock gave a powerful throb and the blonde boy laughed a little. “Your cock seems to have just answered for you. Stretch him out Tony, this boy’s not just a top any more.”

Load 7 the cop Damn, I’m hungry, and my balls are aching, sort of like someone‘s squeezing them. Actually the slight pain is making me stay semi-hard. It’s already 3 pm, and I still have to go by my workplace and pick up something for my mom, then to the house, shower, let the dog out, and get back over to the cop’s house as I promised, and be at the Party’s by 7. No way, maybe I should call the cop and cancel. But I promised, and I always do my best to keep any promise I make, fuck, I wished I hadn’t done that, and he is such a good guy, and a hot kinky fuck. I call my neighbor from work, and he agrees to let the dog out for me, I grab an extra shirt I left there a few days ago, that still has a faint odor of cologne. I stop by a drive in burger place(didn’t think I should name it) then head on over to the cop’s house. I get there about 4:30. The cop answers the door nude as usual, when I show up. About the cop, I started fucking him shortly after I and my ex broke up. I Met him thru craiglist, he told me up front how he likes to be treated, and has such a sweet tight ass. He’s older than me at 45, muscular, and very masculine. He had just divorced his wife of 20 years, she got the kids, he kept the house and his drug habit. I found out he was a cop by accident the first time I fucked him. He forgot to close his closet door and I saw the uniform, complete with his badge, and real name. He was so afraid I’d tell someone, but I assured him I’m not like that. He’s a man in transition, from the life he had to another darker one that he now desires. I was the first to ever fuck him, and the tweaked out bastard loved it. “I was worried you weren’t going to show.” I can tell he’s high again, he has that twitchiness, and jerky movements, my 2nd ex bf had when he was . “I promised I’d be here.“ I say. We get into the bedroom and I tell him, “I can’t make any promises on how well I’ll perform though, I’ve already had sex several times.” He’s got the trannie porn on again, and it’s not a turn on for me. He likes his porn life size, it’s on a 72 inch screen. “Oh, oh, I know.” he opens a drawer and pulls out an unopened Aeros , and starts tearing the plastic off and hands it to me. “What’s this?” here let me show you with this one, and he grabs a second one that is laying on the dresser. He giggles, “I was going to try and use them both together , it feels so good it rubs your prostate, and just here under your balls and its shaped to stay in, I love it.” He’s grinning at me. “So you want me to wear this.” “well it will keep you hard. And it would turn me on big time having your smell, and thinking it was you when I do use it.” Shaking my head no,“ You are one kinky…Ok, I’ll try it.” and I laugh at the thought that I’m going to be fucking myself while I’m fucking him. Oh, this day is just getting wilder by the second. He climbs on the bed, takes a hit of poppers, and watches as I pull my belt out of my jeans, then remove my shirt button by button. Then I drop my jeans and slip them over my boots and throw them to him so he can sniff them, then he starts sucking on them. This and watching me strip always seems to turn him on so much. I don’t know why, my body is nothing especially compared to his, but it’s his fantasy. I think of all the guys he must have watched strip in jail, then the ones I watched as a guard. I go up to his face, and ask him you sure you don’t want to suck this today, it’s been in pussy and other guys holes?” “No I just want to smell, and he does, rubbing his face all over my crotch, and then up to my arm pits, then he licks my pits and inhales the rank aroma. He lets out a sigh takes another hit of poppers and says “I’m so ready.” “Turn around you little whore.” I say as I pick up my belt. I see the scars from our last session, and wonder what the guys at the gym, or work must think when they see bruises, and his otherwise perfect ass, all beat like this, as I deliver the first blow. My belt is leather belt that has a narrow stainless strap that wraps around either edge, so when it hits it always leaves a whelp. “You filthy little bitch.” Smack, smack, he whimpers as I beat his ass. “You ‘re nothing but a worthless little cumhole for men.” I deliver another hit, this time actually catching his balls and he screams in agony. But he doesn’t ask me to stop. “I’m sorry daddy.” he says. As I hit him again, and again. He’s crying and whimpering. His ass is red, and has definite cuts from the steel in my belt. I deliver another blow. “ Well Daddy’s going to teach you a lesson son.” “Please daddy don’t do that to me, I’ll be a good boy I promise.” I hit him again. “I’m going to fuck you’re little hole till you bleed boy.” “Now get down here.” As he turns around, he says “Thank you daddy, I’ll be good.’ tears are running down his face, and he takes a hit of poppers. I let him watch as I insert the areos, I can’t believe I’m doing this. I climb up behind him grab a towel that is lying on the bed and put it beside me. I spit on my cock and shove it in. He yells. “Shut up you little faggot”, and I slap his side, leaving another hand print. I lean over him and put my arm around his throat as I fuck him. I feel the effects of the aeros in my own hole and against my very sore nuts. Every time I thrust into his tight hole it makes me gasp, and is difficult to concentrate on the cop. I whisper in his ear between gasps and grunts. “You like that don’t you bitch.” He’s sobbing and doesn’t answer me. I reach down and slap his side again. “Answer me bitch, tell me are ready for Daddy’s cum?” I am pounding his ass as hard as I can, and feel my nuts drawing up between the pain I feel, and the areos, and the feeling of our sweaty skin making us slick and that tight hole milking my cock, well he was right. I came in his hole big time. “Yeah, you feel that boy? I just gave you my seed.” And I keep pumping until I start going soft. So I just lay across his back for a minute with my cock in him till it slips out. “ Thank you” he says. I sit back up remove the areos and wipe the sweat off. I look at his hole some of my cum is leaking out mixing with the sweat and blood as it does. “You ok?” I ask the cop. He’s stopped sobbing and sits up on the edge of the bed. “ Oh, yes. Thank you.” I get my jeans. “You really soaked them this time you know.”, I say. “Speaking of, would you piss on me before you leave.” he asks. “If that is what you want.” After I get my jeans back on, he leads me down the hall to the bathroom and he climbs in the tub. I needed to piss anyway, and was going to ask him. I let loose a stream on his hairy chest, and he moves his head so he can catch it in his mouth. He is one damn handsome man I think to myself as I notice just how bruised he is, and that his cock is getting hard. I feel really bad about the bruises, I don’t really want to hurt him, but it is what turns him on. As I finish pissing. I stand and watch as he jacks off and cums. It’s a huge load, he licks it up. I notice the clock on the wall 6:30, damn I’m cutting this close. “I’m going to have to go guy, but can I clean up a little before I do.” Sure,” and he gets up and grabs a washrag and towel out of the cabinet. “You can shower if you want.” I really don’t have time so I just wet the rag drop my jeans, and wipe myself down all over, so I don’t smell quite so rank, at least to me. He stands there watching and talks as I do so. I dry off a bit, and say thanks. We walk back to the bedroom where I get my shirt and he walks me to the door. When I get to my truck I reach into the center console and grab the deodorant I keep there, and the other shirt. He stands there watching me with another erection. I think to myself that’s pretty brazen considering his neighbors are less than 10 ft away, all they would have to do is walk outside. I’ll see you next time he says as I climb in my truck and drive to the party. to be continued