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Bred a 30-something last night at a local club who got a little bent out of shape because I didn’t warn him before I shot my load up his ass. (As if the increased erratic breathing and accelerated, harder thrusts were not a clue.) I told him terms and conditions should have been expressed before I shoved my cock up his ass or at least some time prior to chanting over and over, “Fuck me, Daddy! Fuck me harder!” If I ever say, “I’m cumming”, it means that I am quite literally means I am cumming right at that moment. It would be easy to blame it on youth, but I’ve had that happened with older guys as well. I’m a respectful person, but if you’re one of those guys who want to get fucked raw, but not bred, say something at the start. If you don’t tell me - or any top - what you want, I’m just going to assume you want my load up inside of you.

The next time I found the same guard and the prisoner at the smoking area it was the next night, and it was after midnight. Even thought there was little chance of anyone coming around the guard waisted no time. He handcuffed the prisoner to the garbage bin where he had a free and unobstructed view of what the guard was about to do to me. “Drop those shorts and bend over here.” I didn’t ask any questions. I quickly did as instructed. The guards short, trimmed beard was scratching my ass cheeks as his tongue fucked my hole. Liberal amounts of spit were added and pushed in with his expert tongue action. Soon he stood and his raw thick short cock was lined up with my hole. I was tempted to mention a condom, but he was already inside me, and it felt amazing. “Yeah, raw fuck the nerd!” the prisoner goaded. The more he pistoned inside me the more I enjoyed it, and the more I was happy we were doing this raw. He pulled out and I turned to see him remove his shirt and drop his uniform pants and underwear to his ankles. He was a fine specimen of a 5’ 8’’ bear cub. I loved his hairy body especially when he was quickly back inside me and his hairy torso rubbed against my back. Freed of his clothes his pace picked up. I began to feel his sweat dripping onto my back and his breathing became ragged. He asked; “Fuck man, where do you want my load?” “Inside, breed me.” I was surprised to hear my response. “You better be on Prep!” he chocked out. “I’m not.” I confessed “Neither am I and I’ve taken a dozen toxic loads from this scorpion cocked prisoner over the last few weeks.” “If this guard breeds you, I breed you next!” the prisoner asserted. My brain was in panic mode. I couldn’t get any words out. “Fuck, Fuck, fuck take my load you fuckin nerd bitch. Yeah, breeding your unprotected ass. Fuuccckkkkk, feels amazing!” The prisoner had managed to all but slip out of his orange jump suite. It was bunched up by his cuffed wrist. His scorpion tattooed erection stood straight out from his tall lanky naked heavily tattooed body. “OK nerd, you heard the deal. You took the guards load, come here and get mine.” I don’t know what possessed me, but I stripped out of all my clothes and backed my cummy ass onto the prisoner’s scorpion cock. I bent over and took the guards slimy cock into my mouth to clean it off. The prisoner wasted no time in pounding me hard. All I could think in astonishment was I am loving getting fucked by this hard core rough and tumble prisoner. He’s going to breed my vulnerable ass with his toxic poison, and I’ve unknowingly been waiting my entire life for this moment. Soon he was panting; “Beg for it nerd slut, tell us what you need.” “Knock me up! Breed me. Cum in my ass … oh fuck yeah …. Just like that … oh fuck …. I need every drop.” He kept pounding the load in deep. When he finally pulled out, he reached in my ass and scratched me quite severely with his long finger nail. “Let’s make sure that takes.” I couldn’t wait for the next midnight to roll around. They were by the garbage bin smoking with a second tall handsome guard. The first guard stripped completely and leaned against to garbage bin. As the new guard ate out his co-workers ass I stripped naked. My cock was soon engulfed and covered with spit before being lined up with the bear cub’s hairy ass. My raw cock in his hot hole felt amazing. The second guard was soon eating out and tongue fucking my ass, so I held off starting the fuck. Soon the guard behind me stood and his mammoth erection was penetrating my vulnerable ass. I would later learn his was a full ten inches massive Cuban cigar thickness. The train fuck was now on. The harder the guard behind gave it to me, the harder the guard I was fucking got it. The Prisoner cursed and swore and cheered us all on. I was the first to blast inside the bear cub. My ass contractions brought the guard in me over the edge and my ass was being flooded. When he collected his breath and pulled out, I knew the drill. The prisoner had been handcuffed totally naked, so I was free to back onto his scorpion tattooed meat. I bent and the Cuban cigar dick was down my throat. When I had it clean, I noticed the high-quality biohazard tattoo on his left pelvis just above his immaculately trimmed pubic hair. Possibly my third toxic breeding, definitely my second. It never seemed to take him long for the prisoner to shoot his poison into my eager ass. Possibly four, definitely three. I felt I was now committed to my fate. Over the next few nights three more prison guards would pump their luscious man juices into my ass. Three hospital security guards had seen what was happening behind the garbage bin and pulled me into their supply closets to claim their fair share of my ass. I didn’t protest! By the time I was released from the hospital I had knowingly taken 10 highly toxic loads. My first morning back home the fuck flu hit like a ‘tanker’. I ended up back in hospital with dehydration. I don’t know why I confessed the entire story to my cute young social worker. I guess I got a perverse delight out of shocking him. He tried to play it cool, but it was obvious he was afraid I might try to sue the prison or the hospital. All I wanted was for the prisoner to get early parole. I had no idea what he was ‘in’ for, I didn’t care. I just hoped our paths would cross when he got out. I was ecstatic that such a rough and tumble bad boy had been the one to knock me up.

This is my first story on here Bald Man Stealths Young Stud Daniel was sitting at the bar. He was from a small town in Oklahoma and recently transferred to a college in Miami. His hometown was extremely conservative, and he always had to hide the fact he was gay and always participated in masculine activities to hide it. He was on the football and baseball teams, and even had girlfriends to add to the illusion, but deep down, he knew that all he wanted was to get fucked hard by men. The only time he had ever had any gay experience was a time he jerked off in a bathroom with another guy while in Tulsa. But that was going to change tonight- and he would remember it forever. Daniel participates in intra-mural sports because he still likes athletics, keeping his body fit. He was around 5'10", trimmed his body hair very short, and has thick black hair and slightly tanned skin. His dick isn't huge (around 6.5") but he didn't intend on topping tonight. The bar that he was in was not too lively. It was a place to pick up guys and go fuck. He saw it on a website- it was far from his campus and was quite low-key. Even in Miami, he still didn't feel ready to come out. But what he didn't know was that this bar was frequented by HIV Postitive men, which he would soon come to know very well. A man approached him at the bar, he was older, had a swimmer's body, and he was around 45 and had a shaved head and a thick beard to match. Daniel always had an affinity men that looked like him. He was around 6'3", so he was substantially taller than him. The man looked at him and asked with a deep voice, "Can I buy you a drink?" Daniel looked at him, smiled, and said, "Sure. Just a beer is fine." "Well you heard him, a beer for the him please," he said to the bartender. The bartender quickly filled up a glass from the tap, placed a napkin on the bar, followed by the beer. "You don't look like you're from around here," the man said, noting Daniel's mannerisms and conservative way of dress. "I'm not. I'm actually from Bumfuck, USA," Daniel said while the man laughed. "You remind me of when I was your age. In college in a new city, looking to fuck the nearest man I could find," he said. "I moved here when I was around 19, and it has been a wild time. I'm Sean, by the way." "Daniel." They did the usual small talk about sports, the weather, etc, and drank a few beers until Sean looked at him and said, "Do you want to go back to my place?" Daniel responded with a shaky, "Yeah, sure!" Sean paid for both of their tabs, ordered an Uber, and they headed back to his apartment. When they walked in, Daniel was taken aback. It was on a higher floor of a pretty nice building, overlooking the Miami River with a huge window which took up the entire wall opposite of the entrance. It was night, so you could see the lights of the other buildings, but not much else. Inside the apartment was more interesting. It was a bit cold, and the furniture was quite modern with sharp edges that contrasted the grain of the black hardwood floors. To the right was a modern kitchen with stainless steel appliances and black cabinets. The room was entirely black and white, with only a few blood red accent pieces to break the contrast. To the left, he could see an unlit hallway which he somehow knew would lead down a dark path. Sean dropped his keys into a blood red dish sitting on a black table next to the door, snapping Daniel out of the almost hypnotic fugue the apartment gave him. "Wow this place is... nice," Daniel said in a wavering voice. It truly was nice compared to his shitty dorm room. "Do you want a drink?" Sean said as he made his way into the Kitchen area. "Sure," Daniel responded. Sean opened the freezer pulling out a bottle of vodka, and said, "Is vodka soda alright?" "Yeah," Daniel said. Sean poured two drinks and walked over and handed on to him. He looked at Daniel and commented, "You look nervous." "Yeah its just that... I've never really... done this before." "What, hook up with a random guy you just met in a bar before?" Sean said with a laugh. "Among other things," Daniel said, feeling a bit more relaxed. "It's alright. I used to be nervous doing this sort of thing too. It takes practice," he said slyly as he took the empty glass from Daniels hand and placing both glasses on the table. Daniel looked at him for a second and felt his face flush as Sean looked him in the eye. Sean then embraced and kissed him. Daniels legs felt wobbly. Daniel wondered whether it was the booze or how good it felt to finally touch a man like this. The kissing became more intense as Sean began unbuttoning his shirt. Daniel immediately went for his chest and began his descent. He took a pause at his belly button and noticed a biohazard tattoo and wondered what that meant. He didn't wonder for very long as he began to unbuckle Sean's belt, unbuttoning and unzipping his jeans, and pulling them down. Underneath was a pair of white boxer briefs which struggled to keep what looked like a huge package contained. He pulled them down too, exposing what was an 8 inch dick and about as round as a beer can. He began sucking and jerking it, struggling with its size. Sean tilted his head back and let out a moan of pleasure. After a few minutes, Sean nudged him up and said, "Let's go to the bedroom." He took of his shoes, socks, and pants from around his ankles and headed for the hallway. Daniel followed, undressing himself completely on the way. The bedroom was similarly designed like the rest of the apartment. Black woods floors, white walls, and a black bed with blood red bedding atop of it. Sean turned around, embraced Daniel and kissed him once again. He reached down and stroked Daniel's hard cock for a few seconds. Immediately after, Sean took Daniel and pushed him on the bed and started sucking his dick. Daniel started moaning, looking down at Sean as he expertly pleasured him. He placed a hand on his completely smooth head and closed his eyes enjoying the moment. He started to tense up and said, "I think I'm gonna cum." Sean pulled up and said, "I'm not near finished with you yet." He flipped him over and started licking his asshole. Daniel moaned harder, never feeling any sensation like this before. After about 30 seconds of this, Sean pushed his index finger at his hole. "Damn you've got a tight ass," as he began sliding his finger into Daniel's virgin hole. Daniel let out a moan as Sean began fingering his with no lube. He immediately added another finger and pushed them deep into his hole. He twisted them around, and Daniel could feel his fingernails dig into the wall of his hole. Daniel thought that this must just be how it is as he moaned into the blood red pillow, writhing in ecstatic pleasure. Sean pulled his fingers out and said, "Turn over. I want to look at you while I do this." Daniel obliged, turn over and putting his legs around Sean as he got between them. Sean spit on his hand, rubbed it on his dick, and started pushing at Daniel's hole. A thought crossed Daniel's mind to ask him to put on a condom, but it felt so good right now he didn't even care. As Sean managed to get his rock hard dick inside his tight hole, Daniel's eyes shot wide open as he let out a pained moan and gripped the blood red fabric of the bed spread. Sean leaned over him, kissing him as he started fucking him. Daniel felt Sean's dick picking up the pace, feeling the friction of the skin on skin struggling to be lubricated with only a bit of spit. Daniel was in a state of utter pleasure looking at Sean in the eye while he was getting fucked. After a few minutes Sean's fucking was getting more desperate. He was feeling his own pleasure peaking. Sean said, "I'm gonna cum." Daniel thought about asking him to pull out, but before the thought could come out of his mouth, Sean kissed him again. Daniel came right then, without touching his dick, feeling himself being pumped full of Sean's cum. Sean slowed down, moaning through the painful pleasure of fucking after you've cum. He pulled out and collapsed beside Daniel as they both panted, both of them staring at the ceiling while they lay on the blood red bed. Daniel did not know at that moment that Sean would be a part of him forever.

We once had neighbors that lived close by. They apparently thought that my other half and I were similar to them, and shortly after moving into the 'hood, they made (social) overtures to us. The T was tall, good-looking, and a wasp through and through. He was also an officer in the local LCR's, looking down his long, thin nose at all kinds of gays for all kinds of reasons. The bottom was decent looking, but so damn vain - he thought he was so beautiful he couldn't be bothered with anyone that wasn't at least approaching his own beauty. I never thought quite so highly, but that's not the point. Those two thought they just shit crushed pineapple. Both could go on and on ad nauseum about how the "everybody fucks everybody" gays were ruining every other gay guys lives, blah blah blah. But the divorce came quick and fast, when each was discovered cheating (with outside guys). Fortunately though, soon after that debacle, one of them got transferred to another office, and they had to move away. And no, we didn't offer to help them pack. Moral: Talk is cheap. It's not what we say that counts, it's what we do that counts.

Honestly, just take it raw. You need to be bred. The risks are worth it. Get on prep as soon as you can but get that load deep inside you as fast as you can. Trust me when I say that having a man cum inside you is life changing. You get to carry his Seed inside you afterward and the bond between you and the Brotherhood is established forever. Open up your hole and get that cock bareback inside you! Time to become a man and enjoy real intimacy

Well I hope my ass looks good enough to rim n fuck

Finally met this young stud been chatting with on sniffles for several months. Had him come to my work, sneak into a private space that was dark and quiet. We made out, I dropped to my knees and pulled his big and hard cock from his shorts and deep throated him good. I had my hole prepared and lubricated to be ready for taking him…his cock was so much bigger and solid thick than I imagined from his photos. I had to put three fingers up my hole and more line to stretch my hole wider to accommodate him. He finally snaked his cock deep and began pumping, fast then slow, working his cock and my hole. We made out while he penetrated me. I begged for him to breed me, cum inside me, knock me up…he was totally into that talk and finally announced he was going to cum. He dove in deep and held his cock right at my second hole and pumped for a good solid minute as my ass muscles squeezed his cock to continue milking it. Felt every bit of his orgasm inside me. He pulled out, I squeezed tight to not lose any cum. I cleaned his cock off by swallowing it and tasting the last drops of cum. Held his load all night. Woke up just now with smell of his cum in my underwear and felt his cum dripping down my leg. Look forward to more. This hot young stud has a hot vibe, seriously handsome and well equipped for breeding ass

Not five hours later we were chatting on the hookup app again. When I suggested a 7 p.m. hookup tonight he replied, Red: “So, theoretically if I said yes, what do you see happening.” BB: “Simple. You arrive to find my hard on sticking through the glory hole. We work it into your tight hole, I fuck and breed you.” Red: “Theoretically that all sounds wonderful, but it’s not going to happen.” BB: “Oh, so what is going to happen.” There was a long pause. BB: “Theoretically?” Red: “No question, no theory. I have no need to use your ass, I can now bareback and breed my boyfriend. It would only make sense to come to get my ass bred, but we both know that’s not going to happen.” BB: “I don’t know that” Red: “Well don’t wait for me.” A few minutes to seven I was slipping out of my clothes by the window on the side of the garage. I saw flaming red hair moving along just above the yard fence. When I saw the leprechaun social worker turn into the yard, I quickly placed my ass in the glory hole. I recognized his soft touch on my ass cheek and his Irish lilt. “That you BB?” BB: “You came.” I quickly stood, turned and offered my hardening cock. “You ready to ride this?” Red: “No you idiot. I’m here to fuck and breed you.” BB: “Oh, I’m confused by what you chatted earlier. In fact, I wasn’t expecting you.” I had once again pro-offered my eager ass. Red: “I changed my mind.” BB: “Did you bring a condom?” I couldn’t stop myself from teasing. Red: “Very funny. I want no part of those boner killers.” And he drove in balls deep. I was glad I’d used lots of pre-lube. He didnt ejaculate prematurely this time. In fact, he gave me quite a decent raw fuck before his breathing got erratic and he picked up his pace and strength. He was unloading inside me when two guys came around the back of the garage, Red: “Holy fuck! You scared the shit out of me.” The tall one spoke: “Nope, but looks like we scared the cum out of you. We’re here to make that cum dump behind the glory hole just as happy as you made him just now.” Red, pulled out and for the next ten minutes my ass was worked by these two stranger’s very impressive naked tools. They didn’t stick around when they had both added their contribution to the cum soup in my ass. Red: “You just let two total strangers raw fuck and breed your ass? Are you crazy?” BB: “You stayed to watch! Good for you. Remember, ‘raw is the law.’” Red: “Get your cock out here.” I did as asked and his mouth sucked me in deep. I was already semi hard and within no time hard as fuck. He was soon bent over and directing my ridged head to find his hole. BB: “What are you doing?” Red: “What’s it look and feel like. I’m mounting your pole. I need you to fuck me like they just fucked you.” He was pushing my raw cock in deep. BB: “Are you sure?” I felt a little moral twing but I had warned him not to trust strangers. And he hadn’t asked. Red: “Fuck yeah. That feels amazing, Fuck me already.” I fucked him for five minutes turned on by the knowledge of how much toxic precum I was lubing his ass with. He just begged for more, faster, harder. I gave him what he wanted quite prepared to pull out when he got around to the crucial question of my status. If didn’t cum up, he never asked. BB: “Isn’t there a question you’re forgetting?” Red: “The only question I can think of is what’s stopping you from creaming my cum virgin ass?” BB: “Well beg for it, and it’s all yours.” Red: “Flood me BB. Fill me to the brim!” BB: “Fuck yeh, knockin ya up! Take my dirty load Red.” It seemed he didn’t hear me as he grabbed my ass and pulled me in tight so every drop of toxic cum was pushed deep inside. Red: “Fuck man. That was amazing. Wow, I can hardly believe I’ve taken my first load up the ass. Thank you, thank you . …. And what did you mean ‘dirty load’?” BB: “I just knocked you up mate. My cum is highly toxic, and your ass got ripped up by the look of the pink liquid around your hole.” Red in shock; “But why didn’t you tell me? How could you do this? That’s so fuckin sick.” BB: “I told you in our chats not to trust strangers. I told you to ask before you took a raw cock up your ass. I told you trusting was not a good idea.” Red, with anger: “Would you have told me if I’d asked before you shoved in so rough.” BB: “You mounted me roughly, that’s all on you. And yes, I would have told you and respected your choice. Just like I respected your choice to not ask. And then your choice to beg for my load.” At this moment three guys arrived. The big bear spoke; “You guys gonna keep chatting? Or can we get off in this cum dump?” For the next 15 minutes I was too busy taking their cocks and cum up my ass to even think about the social worker. As they were leaving, I was surprised to hear the Irish lilt. Red: “So, you’re telling me my first load in the ass is a highly toxic poz load?” BB: “Yup, that’s the long and short of it.” Red: “And you knew I’m not on PreP?” BB: “Yup, wasn’t my job to question.” Red: “Then I have another question for you.” BB: “Ask away, anything you want.” Red: “Can you give me another infected load? If I’m going to the clinic for follow up tomorrow, I may as well have a good reason.” He was bent over and my raw poz cock was fucking him silly for the next half hour. A crowd of six guys had gathered by the time I loaded him up for the second time. They clapped and one called out. “Great show, but I though we were here to fuck the guy in the glory hole. Not the other way around.” Red: “Well we’ve got a treat for you then don’t we. Two pre-loaded asses for your raw fucking pleasure.” As the fuck-athon went on for the next two hours guys just kept cuming and going. I took another 6 loads up my ass. The leprechaun left with a dozen strangers cum leaking from his formerly virgin hole. And no, he never asked anyone their status before they pushed into him raw. Neither did he ask after they had bred him. For some reason we missed a week on my regular appointment schedule, so it was two weeks before I went to his office. I was anxious to hear how he'd made out at the clinic. The receptionist apologized that I hadn’t been informed of this second cancelation. My assigned social worker, my cute little leprechaun was home ‘sick as a dog’.

I would love to take that cock deep in my pig hole!!!! I would pay him for it!!! I have had some GREAT Homeless Men fuck me as they like; I have brought Homeless Men home to my apt to fuck me and there have been occasions where they have actually stayed from 1 day to 3 or 4 days and had thoroughly used me for their pleasure... However; the best were about the ones that I encountered and di not want to come back to my apt; so some just fucked in alleyway; a couple used to fuck in behind dumpsters behind buildings; some I took to the Bookstore to fuck me or a Bathhouse (at the Bookstore it was pretty hot due to all the others there looking at me with these Men and taking them into the Booth with me - mot times left the door open so they could see.... Of all these there were a few who took me to their encampments and some just did one on one but there were occasions where it turned into a little group session and I was the Guest Pig Bottom... And even on more than one occasion I spent the entire night at camp with them..

Just hooked up with a hot homeless guy. Sucked him off in my car.

Generally, however, as far as I know, the prison system is not run by the attorney general, but by the California Department of Corrections and Rehabilitation, which is headed by an official appointed by the governor. Things like this matter, because it's one thing to blame Harris for allegedly over-prosecuting criminals. But once they're prosecuted, the courts determine the sentence, and an office headed by a gubernatorial appointee oversees the prison term. The AG has nothing to do with that.

Last time I looked, non-violent prisoners were still criminals found guilty of crimes. And she was elected by a majority to do a job, which she did. So how can that be somehow held against her? Do you live in the Bay Area? If you did you'd recognize that people here are pretty much fed-up with those who commit crimes, violent or non-violent, and want it dealt with. I for one am tired of standing in stores and watching people grab things off the shelf and just walk out of the store with it. You confront them and they just laugh at you. They may not be violent offenders, but they are criminals nonetheless. So if Kamala Harris held people accountable, that's what she was hired to do. And before you try to say I'm a Kamala fan, I'm not, and never have been. But I'm also not idiotic enough to look at her, and then look at that cretin of an opponent, and then say "Yeah, that's the guy I'm voting for." At least she knows how to do her job.

Innocence Lost stories make me blow loads. From straight and narrow Twinkie to meth teeth, slammed up look including big tweaker eyes, fuck flu and a big biohaz "tramp stamp" tat you can't miss. This poz slut crystal head I assume will fathered by Daddy's dirty detectable loads. "I never meant to become a daddy," my ass. 😂 Daddy's Little Whore for all to envy. 😂

I hope you helped him out with a little something besides sucking him off.

There are many geoIP data providers. There's no universal source for that data. You need to look at what MalePrime says your location is (see the screenshot a few messages up). The other thing is… I see you're on IPv6. This site only uses IPv4. So that's not even the IP we're using - we're using a different one. You've used 4 different IPv4s in the past 2 weeks… That's using BZ's internal geoIP lookup, which is NOT the same data source as what I use to do the redirects. But unless you've been traveling that's showing 4 different locations, 3 different states. But even Indiana wouldn't get you blocked since FSC got an injunction for that state. But the data provider I'm using may have put you somewhere else completely. This is common with mobile providers - they move IPs all over the place and sometimes let you hold onto one as you move around. So it's significant that you're connecting via AT&T. You'd probably have fewer issues on something like cable-based wifi in your house. A lot of you know that I had a stroke last year. That slowed me down a lot. Then in December I figured out I had mild to moderate case of Long Covid and that I had it for over a year (at that point - pushing 2 years now). It took me a while to be seen by specialists, get the diagnosis, and understand what I needed to do to get better. But that's happening now. The problem is (and why I'm mentioning it here) that sitting and working at my computer actually drains my energy reserves quite a bit, so I'm getting almost no programming done. I'm far better than I was 3 month ago, and starting to see signs that in the next few months computer work will be more possible. When that happens one of my first projects will be to upgrade that page on Male Prime that you see so that mobile users can basically say "your data is wrong, here let my device tell you my lat/long…" Then I'll figure out what state that is, and let you in and whitelist that Class C range for the following week. But first I need to get better… As far as IPv6… geoIP lookups are even more difficult and unreliable for IPv6 than they are for IPv4. It's pretty safe to say everyone in a class C range is near each other, so if I have the location for one IP in the Class C, I can (fairly) safely assume the others are close by. But IPv6 is far more complicated. Let me try to break it down for you… Your IPv6 is/was 2600:0387:000f:5b16:0:0:0:0002 The first 4 segments (2600:0387:000f:) are your "network address", the portion after that… well, it depends on how your ISP set things up. An entire company (or ISP) can all be on the same network address. From a legal compliance standpoint it's fairly safe to say that everyone at a particular network address is at least routed through a single location, but the laws don't specify how their routed, but rather the physical location of the user. AND there's no equivalent of a Class C. You have to know the location of each and every network address - and there are BILLIONS of them!

I love these kinds of stories! Chems or not, where an experienced man guides/trains an inexperienced one, whatever reason. Let alone when pozzing is involved! But in this case it's been quite incoherent - he said he was undetectable and then "take my poz load"? Devotion should be mutual - boy accept training and sir stops meds

In my opinion the second he gave you permission to bury your raw cock up to your balls in his ass meant he agreed to being seeded. Also it’s hard to misunderstand “fuck me Daddy”when he knows he’s being fucked by a raw cock as anything other than “cum in my ass Daddy” You gave him plenty warning by grunting “I’m cumming” even if you were actually pumping your sperm deep in his hole as you said it. Glad you claimed another bottom as your cumdump!

The local video porn video store is the best place to find cheating men. Horny after work, many head here to get sucked off or fuck before they head home to their wives or husbands. It's especially hot to run into a cheater I know looking to get off. Last year I stopped at the porn store and was cruising the booths when I saw the husband of a friend of mine. We made eye contact, I walked into a booth, and he quickly followed. He immediately dropped his pants displaying a really nice fat 7' dick. I was impressed and dropped to my knees sucking now rock-hard dick. I did this for 5 minutes but wanted him inside me. Without saying a word, I stood up, spit on my fingers, got my hole wet and bent over. Without any prompting or discussion, he slowly slid in until he was balls deep. He pulled out poppers, took a hit and handed them to me. Now he's pounding me, his balls slapping my ass and within a few minutes he goes all the way in, stops and I can feel his dick pulsing as lets loose. He pulls out, zips up and leaves. Later that night I head to the bars with his load still in me and I see him with his bf. I go over and strike up a conversation while his load slowly leaks out of me.

Part 2 first a slut then a pig P: How do you feel baby. Do you feel how the G is coursing through your body. T: oh yes sir, I have never felt so horny and ready to serve in my life On Peter's face came a big grin, this guy was far from knowing what he was getting into and what it meant to serve a real alpha male. He had only received a light dose of G and this was just the beginning. Peter couldn't wait to teach his new toy what it was to serve and to keep him stuffed with cum and chems. P: I love to hear that honey. I love hearing you say you're ready to serve. P: do you think your body already looks like a bitch in training. T: I feel ready sir. But I don't know if my body is satisfying for you. The G flowing through Tj's body brought out his submissive side. That was already a good sign, Peter would still break Tj's mind though so that he would fully release his inner slut. But if the light dose of G was already brought this out then he wouldn't have much work to do to make TJ bring out his true self a real pig. P: You may feel ready, but to me you still don't look the way a slut is supposed to look. P: stand up straight cunt TJ who was still blindfolded tried to stand up but his legs were tingling from being on his knees for a long time and the G was making him wobbly too. Peter helped him so he could stand up properly. Peter spit into TJ's open mouth and roughly placed his mouth on TJ's and kissed him forcefully. TJ was already horny as hell and moaned. P: You get this one for signing your contract honey. We are going to have a wonderful time together. But if you want to feel my lips and tongue in your mouth again you will have to work for it. Tj licked his tongue along his lips so he could taste the last of Peter's spit. Tj felt how around his wrists, wrist bands were done and how his wrists were clicked together. P: follow me boy. I will prepare you so you are going to look the way you are supposed to look if you are going to serve me in a proper way. TJ felt his wrists being pulled and followed Peter. By standing straight, TJ only felt the full effect of the G and wobbled on his legs. TJ was led to the bathroom. P: Stand here boy. Tj struggled to stay straight and still. His body yearned to be used. He felt Peter take off his jockstrap. Tj's hard cock jumped out of the jockstrap and Peter looked in admiration at young conquest and was already thinking how he was going to look in 10 min. Tj thought his cock would finally be played with but he felt his chest, back, legs, arms ass and his cock and balls being smeared with a stinking substance. What was Peter doing to him. What was that stinking product and why did he have to be smeared with this and why were his desires and lust not being satisfied. P: Now stand there for 5 min boy later we will wash this off and you will look a lot better. A few minutes later Tj heard how a tap was turned on, how his hands were grabbed back and how he was placed in a shower. He felt the warm water running over his body and how Peter rubbed a cloth firmly all over his body. Tj's body was now completely depilated and he also had to get down on his hands and knees. He felt how the last bit of hair between his butt crack was shaved away and how the the water stopped flowing. P: That looks a lot better already. Peter dried him off and placed TJ on a chair. He took a trimmer and began shaving off TJ's hair so he had a military haircut. Tj was startled when he heard the trimmer and felt it slide over his head. He realized he was being shaved and didn't know this would be part of the training. He was quite vain and proud of his hair and he never went outside without his hair looking good. But despite his intoxicated state, he realized that this would now be a thing of the past for a while anyway. TJ heard how the trimmer stopped and how it was put away. Peter looked at his pupil and saw a beautifully nude shaven virgin body standing there. It was like a virgin white sheet of paper on which he was about to create something beautiful P: Oh honey you look beautiful. Now you are ready to serve me. Tj wanted to see himself and raised his finger to make it clear he wanted to ask something. Peter found this quite funny and started to grin. P: yes dear what is it. T: may I see what you have done to me. P: no, you may not. Later when you have proven you are worth it. Then you may look at your new beautiful slut body to admire. But for now that's only for my eyes only. P: Follow me boy because I'm going to take you to your new living and training space now. Tj felt his wrists being pulled again and followed Peter. They went down the stairs and outside. Because Tj felt the fresh outside air on his naked and shaved body. Tj's heart already began to beat faster again where were they going, Peter had never said anything about taking him to another location. But they didn't go far because after a few steps TJ, heard Peter open a door and he was back inside. Tj was completely disoriented. Where was he and what had Peter actually done to him. Tj had been taken to a barn next to Peter's house. The barn was fully furnished so you could live in it completely. But it was also equipped with a small gym and a large playroom. Peter brought Tj to the playroom and unclipped his wrists. P: It's time to start your training slut. But I like my sluts high up in the clouds. P: here drink this you will feel much better later again Peter handed Tj a glass filled with another dose of G and Tj drank the glass in one gulp. He recognized the taste from the drink he had drunk upon his arrival and knew what was in store for him. Tj felt a glass tube being pushed against his mouth. P: Place your lips against the tube baby and when I tell you to breathe in you will do so as long as I say so and you may not blow out until I say so. Got that. Tj nodded and knew what was about to happen. He would be administered chems again and was shocked at how many chems he was being administered at once. What was peter planning with him, probably he would have to smoke something now so he thought of weed. But he was lucky it wasn't weed but he would blow his first Tina cloud. Tj heard how a lighter was clicked on. P: now slut, now suck the tube quietly and let chems take over your mind and bring out your true self. Tj did as his mentor instructed him and inhaled as long as he could the smoke that had formed in the pipe into his lungs. It wasn't long before he felt the heat rising in his body. P: ok boy now blow back out. Tj did what was asked of him and blew a big white cloud for the first time. Even though he couldn't see what he was doing he already felt the effects slightly. P: we are going to do that several more times now baby. Tj took 4 more turns of the pipe and then Peter took a big pull of the pipe and placed his lips on Tj's and blew the cloud into his mouth. Tj immediately realized what to do and breathed in the smoke he received from Peter. Tj was already starting to feel heavily the effects of the Tina he had been given. He felt more lucid, he could take on the world, he felt tremendously hot and had become tremendously horny. But most important of all, he felt especially sleazy. He felt his sphincter giving him a sensation he had never experienced before. His sphincter no longer just felt like an exit but an entrance. An entrance that needed to be fed and he began to moan and run his hands over his now sensitive nipples. But to his complete surprise, he didn't feel a single hair on his entire chest and although he didn't think any further about it, it thrilled him immensely to feel his smooth and sweaty body. Peter watched approvingly and took hold of Tj's head and licked away the sweat running down his face. P: How are you feeling baby. Do you think you are ready to start your training as a slut. T: hell yeah sir. I feel tremendously slutty and completely ready. P: I don't think you are ready yet. I think you need a few more pulls on the pipe. T: Ok sir. Give me more of this magic substance so that I am completely ready for you Tj felt the pipe being pushed back against his lips and when Peter told him to suck Tj did as asked. He took another 4 big pulls and now Tj was completely flying. His head went back and forth and he felt his blindfold being removed. When his eyes had adjusted to the light he looked directly into the eyes of his mentor. For Peter had held his head so he could look straight into his flying saucers. P: hmmmm that doesn't look bad slut. Let me see how sleazy you are. Tj stuck his tongue out and wanted to kiss Peter. But Peter nodded no and let his eyes go to his cock and turned TJ's head so he too was looking at his mentor's cock. Tj felt an extra jolt of horniness rise at the sight of Peter's monster and spontaneously fell to his knees and immediately wanted to suck the cock into his mouth. But Peter stopped him. P: no little slut, you don't have the right to decide what happens only I have that right. P: stick out your tongue and you may gently lick my beast and if I am satisfied you may proceed further. Tj had every effort to control himself because the divine smell and the sight of the magnificent cock made him wild with desire for it. He stuck out his tongue and tried to lick it gently but after the first taste of the cock he could not hold back and he opened his mouth. Peter quickly intervened and withdrew his cock and slapped still gently against Tj's head. Tj looked at his mentor and saw that Peter nodded no and looked irritated P: control yourself bitch or the next stroke will be much harder. Try again. Tj tried again and had all the trouble to control himself again but he managed to lick his mentor's cock in a gentle way. P: that's better bitch. Now lick my balls and then gently take them in your mouth and I don't want to feel any teeth understood. Tj did as requested and licked the balls and smelled the blissful musky smell of men's sweat and got another surge of horniness. Tj couldn't control his hands either he kept fondling his naked body. P: Stop touching yourself. You are not here for your own pleasure but for mine. Tj then wanted to place his hands on Peter's body but he got another slap from Peter. Peter knew this would happen that is why he also told Tj to stop touching himself. P: did I say you could touch me with your hands. Tj who was still licking his balls nodded no and placed his hands on the floor and carefully took Peter's balls into his mouth. Tj moaned with pleasure at feeling the heavy filled balls in his mouth. Peter pulled his balls out of Tj's mouth. P: not bad, you still have a lot to learn but I see your inner slut has already fully emerged. I knew you were a born slut. P: let's show your teacher what a slut you are and if you can get his cock stiff with your mouth. Peter, like a true alpha male, could completely control his cock, he could get stiff and squirt whenever he wanted and would let TJ go completely wild with his mouth on his cock but remain limp. That way he could humiliate him and take control of him. Tj finally heard the magic words suck my cock and like a hungry wolf he took his prey in his mouth and flew to the sky as he felt the glans slide past his lips into his mouth. But no matter how hard he sucked it and tried his best his mentor's cock did not get hard in his horny slut mouth. He felt failed when Peter pulled his limp cock out of his mouth. TJ looked with a failed look at Peter who in turn looked back disappointed. P: You disappoint me slut. Maybe you don't have it in you to be a real slut after all. T: sorry sir, sorry I can't get your beautiful dick hard. P: I'm sorry about that too. What are we going to do about that. T: teach me, teach me how to please your beautiful cock P: ok slut, maybe you should suck the pipe again first and then try again. Tj again got the pipe pushed against his lips and could now see for the first time the process that made him so horny. He saw how there were crystals in the glass pipe that were melted by the flame underneath. Although he was flying huge, he knew by seeing the crystals that he was smoking crystal meth. But because of his intoxicated status, he didn't care at all. He watched the smoke form and from then on he knew what to do. When enough smoke was formed he sucked in the smoke and held it as long as he could and then saw for the first time the big white cloud he was blowing out. He took 2 more deep puffs of the pipe and then was allowed to try again. The newly added tina made him even hornier and he sucked like crazy on his mentor's cock that was now getting hard in his mouth. His whole mouth was filled with Peter's cock but he still could not get it into his mouth up to the pubic hair. Even as Peter helped him by taking hold of his head and pushing him deeper onto his dick. Tears sprang into Tj's eyes and he began to gag. P: c'mon bitch let that cock slide deeper into your mouth, let your throat suck that dick inside. But it didn't work and Peter withdrew his hard cock. P: we can work on that. Tj was pulled straight by Peter and Peter saw how high Tj was flying because of the Tina he had gotten. Peter took hold of TJ's smooth breast and with his tongue, teeth and his hands he began to play with his nipples and Tj's body. TJ couldn't handle the amount of stimulation and groaned in relief. T: oh fuck, I'm so horny, I'm such a horny slut and I feel so dirty. I feel like such a dirty slut. Those were the magic words Peter had been waiting for. The G had kicked in and combined with the Tina, the pig in Tj came out. P: feeling a little piggy baby T: yeah, that's it I feel like a real pig. P: first let's mak a decent slut out of you before I transform you into a dirty pig TJ's tongue hung out of his mouth and Peter spat on it and pushed Tj onto the bed. Tj fell onto the soft plasticized mattress and looked at Peter with whorey longing eyes. P: Show how piggy you are slut. Show your master what you want, play with yourself. Tj opened his mouth and his hands went back and forth over his body P: stop fondling yourself pig, show me what you want. Tj went down with his hands and with his one hand he took hold of his limp dick and Tj was shocked that although he was horny as hell his dick was still dead and with his other hand he went to his virgin cherry and stuck a finger in it. Tj looked down and saw to his great surprise that his pubic hair was also completely gone and he was completely shaved bald. T: fuck this is horny, fuck I'm a hairless pig. Tj looked back with a whorish look at Peter On Peter's mouth came a big grin and he opened his mouth and let his tongue hang out of his mouth as he started pulling on his hard fat pole. This was a magical image, a virgin boy letting his slut and pig come out for the first time and start playing with his virgin cunt. Tj looked at Peter with a whorish look and nodded. P: what does that cunt of yours want pig. T: it wants your fat cock sir. It wants to be deflowered. P: do you think you can handle my fat cock bitch. T: not yet sir but I want you to ram it inside me and have no mercy. This Peter found tremendously horny to hear and he was pleasantly surprised of how well TJ's transformation from straight boy to slut went. P: I do not think your cunt could handle my cock yet either pig. But I'm also not going to ram it into your cunt yet without mercy because I want to be able to enjoy you for a long time. But rest assured before I give you rest I will fill your cunt with my sperm for a first time. Do you want that pig, do you want your cunt pumped full of your mentor's sperm. Tj his eyes widened, one hand was still pulling on his limp cock and his other hand was already fingering his virgin cunt with 2 fingers. T: hmmmm yes sir, I have been longing for this since our first date, for you to pump my cunt full of your delicious cum. Peter took a slim dildo and threw it on the bed along with a bottle of poppers. He pulled Tj's hand away and lubricated Tj's hole with lube and then sat down in the couch that was at the end of the bed. P: sniff the poppers slut, and show me how badly you want a cock in your pussy. Tj sniffed the poppers a few times and felt his sphincter relax and his head begin to spin even more. He took the dildo and placed it against his sphincter. In his drugged state he wanted to push it in at once but it was immediately countered by his still tight sphincter. Tj got a huge jolt of pain from his own clumsy and rough treatment of his future pussy. Peter sat amused watching as Tj tried to push the dildo into his cunt but failed. P: Are you not getting it in slut. What am I supposed to do with you if you can't even ram the slimmest dildo I have into your cunt. Again, TJ felt failed because no matter how much he would like to push the dildo into his ass. Because of his still tense sphincter he couldn't do it. T: I'm sorry sir but I'm not worthy of you yet. But I want it so badly. P: shall I help you little pig, shall I prepare that cunt of yours so that it lets that dildo slide in like a knife cuts through butter. T: please master, please master prepare my cunt so that that dildo can slide in, I want it so badly. Peter took a bag of crystals and pulled out a nice big one sat back on the bed. P: this will make you fly even more violently little pig, are you sure you will be able to handle this and that you will then get that dildo in your cunt. T: yes sir I won't disappoint you anymore. P: I hope so little pig. Otherwise I can't do anything with you. He placed the crystal against the tense sphincter, looked at TJ with a demonic look and pushed it deep into Tj's bowels with his finger. TJ felt the crystal begin to melt and burn in his hole. T: oh fuck, it's burning sir P: completely normal little pig, your cunt deserves to be on fire. T: oh fuck, it's burning P: stop crying slut The burning sensation began to ebb away and in its place came a beastly and hungry feeling in his cunt. His cunt felt empty and it needed to be filled, although his hole had been whining for attention all evening, this was of a whole other level. This was not a whining feeling, but this was his cunt giving an order to be filled. T: oh fuck, my hole, my hole P: what's wrong with your hole little pig T: it needs to be filled sir. P: then what are you waiting for little pig, fill it. Show your mentor that your cunt needs to be filled Peter lay next to TJ on the bed and gave him the dildo back in his hands. TJ who was still awkwardly busy put too top of the dildo against his sphincter which had already become much more relaxed due to the shard tina and tried to push it in again. At that moment Peter pushed the poppers under TJ's nose and let him take a few more deep pulls of the poppers. TJ felt his flower opening and the dildo sliding inside his virgin hole. Peter pulled on his pole again and licked the sweat running down Tj's face. P: yeah little pig, let that dildo slide deep into your hole T: oh, this is fucking awesome sir, this is fucking awesome Tj was carefully working the dildo in and when he had worked the dildo all the way in and felt the end against his sphincter he felt Peter pull his hand away from the dildo and how he pulled the dildo almost all the way out of his hole and then pushed it all the way back in. Tj slapped his hands against his shaved head and began to moan fiercely T: oh yes sir, harder, fuck me harder. That sounded like music to Peter's ears and he did as his pupil asked him and started fucking him harder with the slim dildo. After a few minutes Peter stood up and took a thicker dildo, put lube on it and dropped some tina dust on the top of the dildo. He removed the slim dildo from TJ's hole and immediately placed the tip of the thicker dildo against the sphincter. P: sniffing the poppers slut. Tj did as his mentor told him and sniffed the poppers hard several times and felt his cunt relax back and Peter push the thicker dildo inside. Tj felt his cunt being pulled open also TJ felt that burning sensation from the tina dust and he moaned again. T: fuck, fuck my cunt is on fire again and it's going to tear Peter gave him a smack on his shaved ass P: stop whining slut, your cunt won't rip and let it do its job and let it slide that dildo inside. Tj felt his sphincter opening more and the thicker dildo working its way inside. As he felt the dildo slide inside he got an extra heat boost and began to breathe more heavily and enjoyed the filled and fulfilled feeling his pussy was giving him. Peter didn't feel any mercy for Tj and he pushed the dildo all the way in until once again the end slammed against Tj's sphincter. Although the tina was doing a good job anyway, Peter noticed that the sphincter was still pretty tense and that he probably wouldn't be able to fuck TJ yet this evening without damaging his pupil's sphincter. Should this be a one-time session Peter would not have taken this into account and would have pushed his cock deep into Tj's bowels and let his sphincter rip. But should he do this now the boy would have been useless for several days and that was not worth it to him. He would stretch his pussy open even further tonight and then let him walk around with a plug for a day so that his hole was nicely pulled open for his next session. Peter played with a few more dildos in TJ's cunt for some time which had been flying fiercely all this time and when he had had enough he took the dildo out of Tj's slightly gaping pussy and looked at his creation with satisfaction. P: Enough playing with your pussy little pig. I want you to make me cum in that mouth of yours. Tj looked disappointed at Peter P: what's up slut, don't you want my sperm in your mouth T: aren't you going to fuck me sir P: no slut. Your cunt is not worthy of a cock like mine yet. Tj felt failed again T: sorry sir. P: no need slut. We'll get that cunt of yours worthy of my cock. Peter pulled Tj's head to the end of the bed and stood with his stiff cock in front of Tj's head. Tj knew what to do and he opened his mouth. He let Peter slide his stiff fat cock into his mouth and wanted to start sucking. But Peter had something else in mind and he began to thrust his cock into TJ's mouth as deep as he could. He felt that TJ's throat was not yet ready for his cock to slide in, so he held back a little more. TJ felt his mouth being completely filled with Peter's cock and struggled to handle the thrusts his mentor was giving him. He also heard how Peter began to breathe more heavily and that he would soon be squirting. P: Are you ready for your reward slut. Are you ready for your teacher's sperm. P: Dare to let it spill out of your mouth slut. From now on you are going to swallow everything I give you but you wait until I say so understood. Tj could not answer because Peter had pushed his cock deep into his mouth but still tried to signal that he would swallow. P: fuck here it comes bitch. Peter tensed all his muscles and Tj felt how the fat cock was going to squirt his mouth full of sperm. Tj noticed how a huge load of heavenly sperm filled his mouth completely and had every effort to keep it all in. When Peter finished squirting, he pulled his sagging cock out of Tj's filled mouth. P: Show your reward slut, show me what you got from your teacher. Tj proudly opened his mouth and Peter could see that he had squirted serious loads of cum into the boy's mouth. P: That was a nice reward slut, don't you think. P: now let that slide down your throat real nice Tj closed his mouth and for the first time in his sluts existence would swallow a man's sperm and to his great surprise it went very easily and he was proud of himself for the first time that night. P: and slut how does that taste. T: for more sir, for much more. P: I like to hear that my little pig Peter meanwhile had gone to get something from a closet and came back to stand with Tj. P: stand up slut Tj struggled to stand up but with Peter's help he stood up anyway. Peter had him step into a leather chastity belt, with a cock cage on the front and a rather medium thick butt plug on the back. P: Bend over slut and offer me your cunt. Tj bent over and pulled the jaws of his ass open so that his cherry was nicely visible to Peter. Peter took some lube and lubricated Tj's cunt with lube one last time that night and also put some on the plug. Also took the bag of tina that still had some leftover crystals in it and threw the leftovers on the plug smeared with lube. P: I have one last present for you little pig. So you can enjoy your pussy a little more. He placed the plug against the sphincter and gently pushed it in. Tj had to bite his teeth for a moment when the plug reached its thickest point but felt the plug sucking its way in and sitting in place. Again felt a burning sensation come up and knew what immediately the gift was. T: thank you sir. P: stand back up slut Peter now pulled the belt fully into place and fastened the plug also he put Tj's limp and lifeless cock into his cage and fastened everything with the locks. Tj didn't really care, he still felt tremendously horny but mostly tired. P: look at you, you already look like a real slut. P: just too bad there is still so much work to be done. Tj looked embarrassed at peter. P: follow me slut Tj followed Peter to another room where there was a bed, here you may sleep slut. Tj looked surprised at Peter because he thought you would sleep with him. P: you shouldn't look so surprised slut. This is your new home for now. In my bed sleep only trained pigs who are poz and you are not that. So until then you sleep here. Understood. Tj nodded disappointedly. Peter also put some kind of smartwatch on Tj's wrist and Tj looked at the watch oddly for a moment, wondering what it was for. But he saw that he couldn't take it off himself though. P: now go to sleep slut. There will be a letter waiting for you when you wake up where your duties, obligations and the rules will be listed. Read it carefully and make sure everything is in order by the time I return. Tj nodded and laid down on the bed. Peter went outside, prepared the letter and locked the barn. Tj was alone in the barn. He was tremendously tired and wanted to sleep but because of the last booty bump he had gotten he didn't really succeed. He started riding his ass against the mattress of the bed, using the plug to make his pussy feel like his ass was being fucked. It felt heavenly. Never had he thought he would do this. But it wasn't long before he fell asleep and had one of his horniest dreams ever. A dream full of naked men that he ...

When I was a puberty activated teenager, the kind where a slight breeze would give you a boner, my father took me and my brother on a drive through town to look at the Christmas lights on local streets that competed yearly. I was in the back seat alone, wearing sweats and wrapped in a huge blanket. I rubbed myself now discreetly in the blanket watching some of the handsome dad's on the street. I accidentally ejaculated some boy spurts in my sweats and it dried before we got home. I was so afraid they might smell something, but we had hot cocoa in the car haha.

Alternate ending for Hospital Prisoner ... And no he never asked anyone their status before they pushed into him raw. Neither did he ask after they bred him. The next evening I touched base on chat to see how his clinic visit and PEP had gone. Red: "Fuck BB, I'm scared shitless. My boyfriend was having a crisis all day and sucked up all my attention and time. I didn't get to the clinic. I'm afraid I'm fucked." I reassured him he still had another 24 hours for PEP to be effective. "Just get to the clinic tomorrow." Then I made an assumption which made asses out of both of us. I told him at least he knew enough not to fuck and breed his boyfriend until after he'd gotten his PEP treatment. Red: "Fuck man, that’s part of the problem. The boyfriend was so upset all day yesterday. The only thing that calmed him for a bit was for me to fuck him.." BB: "Please tell me you wore a condom. " Red: "What could I have possibly told him. He knows I love doing him raw. Of course I fucked him bareback. " BB: "But you didn't breed him! Please!" Red: "I came in his ass three times over the course of the day. I just needed to calm him down. Fuck, I've made such a mess. " The next two evening chats didn't change. Taking care of others he hadn't gotten himself to any clinic. He never received PEP, and he kept right on pumping his questionable loads into his boyfriend. Usually 3 or 4 per day. He told me he wept when he realized he'd past the point of no return, at least for PEP to be effective. On the next evening he came to meet me at the glory hole. He pumped a load into my ass, but before he finished another raw cock was pistoning in him. The leprechaun made no attempt to stop the guy and after his ass was flooded he turned around and pushed his vulnerable ass onto my raw boner. In the time it took me to fuck and breed him through the glory hole he had sucked off two more guys and guzzled down their loads. He hung around for two more hours. I was so busy getting fucked I have no idea how many more he swallowed with his mouth and his ass. The next day at my appointment it was clear he still had no idea we'd been chatting and fucking and breeding each other. Him: "I cheated on my boyfriend. Full out penetrative sex. " Me: "Really, with the guy you'd been chatting with." Him: "Yup. " Me: "So you let him fuck you raw. Did you ask his status first?" Him: "I told you I wouldn't. I trusted him. " Me: "Wow. Anything else to report? Do you still trust him?" Him, evasive and a bit angry: "Of course I still trust him. And nothing else to report ... accept my boyfriend is hornier than ever. I can't pump enough loads in to satisfy him. " For the next two evenings we were both at the glory hole loading each other's asses and getting flooded by many other guys The next appointment my leprechaun looked pale. I asked if something was wrong. Him: "My boyfriend woke up sweating and with chills. I thought he'd shake our bed apart and it was soaked. Did you have those symptoms when you turned poz?" Me: "Yup. But where do you suppose he got it? Has he been cheating on you all along. " Red, blushing: "Remember I didn't ask the guy before he fucked and bred me raw?" Me: "Yeah." Him: "I should have asked, I shouldn't have trusted him. But truth be told I was so fuckin horny to take a strangers raw cock and load I wasn't gonna take a chance on finding out something to stop me. " Me: "That’s fucked up, but I understand it. " Him: "And that's not all. I've taken at least a dozen 'don't ask, don't tell ' loads from other strangers. You and the glory hole guy have unleashed my inner cum dump monster." Me: "Fuck, so have you been tested. Maybe he's been cheating on you. " Him, resigned, "No, I trust him. I'm sure I infected him. " The next night on chat; Red: "Hey BB, I can't chat long. I'm sick as a dog! Congratulations. You managed to knock me up, and I knocked up my boyfriend. The gift that keeps on giving!"

Get on PrEP yourself. Fuck whom you please and don't worry about it. Sometimes you'll catch something, often you won't, just get it treated and carry on. Life's too short to worry! Don't expect to find love or real intimacy from an app or a hookup. And if by some twist of fate you do find it, don't expect the guy to be monogamous with you.

Guys on dating apps (Grindr) are always always there. Trusty guy will never appear. Barebacking - you will catch something. They all fuck around.

So I messaged him a few days later. Me: Looks like the weather should be good this week. I would really love to suck your cock in my pool and if possible top you. I love to have guys cum over and sit on the edge of the pool while I suck them off. Him: Sure, I would love to do more but a blowjob is also welcome too. I am versatile and would love to play in the pool. Me: Let’s do 3pm. I will be in the pool already. Just go through the gate on the side of the house. About an hour before 3, I showered and cleaned out just because of habit. While I was soaping up I fondled my cock and found my mind racing with the thought of playing with a unmedicated POZ man. I barely could wash my cock and balls as I got super hard and could feel my cock swelling wanting release. I made it into the pool just before 3pm and floated until I heard the gate open and close. I turned over and swam to the edge to see him walking towards me. His description matched from the website. Wearing a white wifebeater t-shirt and red running shorts, white in his fifties 6' 2'' with his head shaved . He smiled as approached and said “ Hi, my name is Mike.” I smiled back and said “Welcome to my pool Mike, why dont you strip and sit on the edge of the pool.” I watched him take off his shirt and saw that he had a fairly defined chest, with not a lot of body fat I could make out the clear lines of his chest muscles. It being a sign of how toxic he was and how far along he was in his unmedicated journey. He slowly wiggled out of his shorts all the while looking at me directly with that burning desire we all have seen before. As his shorts fell to the ground, his cock sprang out on its own showing he was shaved all over. I could feel my own cock getting harder while feeling my mouth salivating thinking of when it would be able to taste his cock. A few seconds after admiring his 8 inch cock, I then noticed that he had a small biohazard tattoo directly above his cock. I patted the wall next to where I was and he stepped over and sat on the edge of the pool. I moved in between his legs and saw his cock up close and personal. I smiled up towards him and then looked down again to see a drop of POZ pre-cum on the head of his penis. I slowly lowered my tongue and tasted his tip with my mind racing that I was going to taste POZ cum for the very first time. My heart raced as the sweet salty taste hit my brain and I knew I wanted it. Slowly I enveloped his cock into my mouth and took his whole 8 inches in one motion. My nose rubbed against his belly and I could feel his cock hitting the back of my throat. I began to rock slowly up and down on his cock as I felt a hand on the back of my head. I sucked his cock for several minutes enjoying feeling the veins and flare of his cock. I could feel his cock getting harder and his head beginning to flare. Just as I thought I would be rewarded with a large load in my mouth he pushed me off and whispered “Not yet.” He slipped into the water and we embraced I could feel both of our hard cocks againist each other as he slipped his hands around my ass and began to massage it.

CHAPTER EIGHT I was in a bit of a daze as I drove home and soon realised that I hadn't eaten for a long time. Given the time all I could grab was takeaway & so I stopped into a little place on the way home. As I walked past one of the staff sitting at a table on break, I heard him yell out, "Another fruit delivery!" and a staff member emerged from the back smiling. "Hello fagg....sir...how may I help you tonight?" Oh god...I'd totally forgotten...my arse. I reached behind, and could feel the massive wet spot. "Sore is it?" he smirked. I could only blush as I told him my order. As I went to pay, I pulled out the wad of bills I'd been given. "Oh, you're a pro are you gayboy? Should've known by your breath. Would've thought you'd be used to having a sore arse....." God I didn't know my breath would still smell of cum, I'd forgotten I'd only had a shower. I quickly grabbed my food & fled to the car, tears in my eyes as they called after me, "Come again faggot!" I was totally exhausted by the time I'd gotten home & eaten my takeaway but I just couldn't get to sleep. Every time I closed my eyes, all I could see were moments from earlier in the day, whether it be having a bunch of cocks in my face or Tim or Cade's faces when they were fucking me. There was only one thing I could do to try & get to sleep and that was to have a wank. Initially I went to one of the usual sites I looked up when I wanted to jerk off but my curiosity got the better of me & I looked up the company's one instead, and there on the banner was Tim, looking amazing. I couldn't help myself and I clicked on the link to one of his videos and there it was, the same shower that he'd fucked me in earlier that day. The video started & the young guy that was gonna bottom for him was being asked the same questions I'd been asked earlier. He'd never been with a guy before either & then I saw Tim move in behind him & start making out with him, same as he did with me. Was it fake? Did he know he was going to be pozzed too? Part of me wanted to scream out to the guy but another part of me was so turned on that this guy was going to be pozzed without his knowledge. I was rock hard & came to the realisation that this was how guys would be thinking seeing my video too. I skipped through the rest of the talking, (I didn't need to listen, it was the same as for me!) and got to the part of the video where Tim was fucking the guy hard. I loved watching Tim's cock pounding this straight guy's arse and it wasn't long before I could hear Tim's breathing sounding exactly the same as earlier today & I could tell that he'd shot his load deep inside his unsuspecting partner. When he came I shot hard too, a massive load shooting all over my chest and hand. Without thinking, I swallowed it all down. I definitely wasn't intending to fool around with guys any more after today but watching the guy clean Tim's cock up made me so horny, I wanted to taste some too and so I made sure I swallowed every drop and scooped up any that was pooling on my cockhead. I turned my phone off & passed out with pleasure & exhaustion. As I started to wake up, I could smell something cooking in the kitchen. I hadn't left the oven on had I? I wandered out there and was shocked to see Katie dishing up a big breakfast. "Hey there sleepyhead! Your phone was off & you were dead to the world and so I let myself in. Good news, my folks said we could come early to their place so I'm making us both a big breakfast. Now you go & pack your case and we'll head off once we're finished! I know you're nervous meeting them but we'll have a great few days there I promise!" I walked back to my bedroom in a shocked haze. We'd be leaving that morning, and also leaving behind any chance I had of rectifying the biggest mistake of my life. THE END (?)

It was the height of summer, hot, humid and full of thunderstorms. Mum ushered me out the door pleased that the new rain coat she bought for my 20th birthday was finally going to be used. The usual morning rush hour to work was worse than usual exacerbated by rain as we scurry down in to the bowels of the underground system only to find engineering works make for the cancellation of the previous tube train. During the wait, I “scan for talent” to see if there is anyone fanciable to stand next to when the train eventually comes in. As the train arrives and the crowds surges forwards to clamber aboard and I was pleasantly surprised to finding myself about to squeeze into the same spot as a hunk some 3 or 4 inches taller than my 6’2” frame. Not only did his height stand him out from the suited and booted crowd but his dress code did too; I scanned him up and down as best I could in the cramped conditions. Nike trainers, grey tailored linen shorts and wet through branded baggy singlet that showed off his muscles and neatly manicured hairy chest. I guess he's a good ten years older than me. I felt overdressed stood next to him as we squeeze in together with my open rain coat hiding my own physic and yet all I wanted to do was strip off and snuggle up to him naked.. From the moment we boarded, the train was so crowded that it was impossible not to be touching one another. We were more-or-less face to face, his left arm raised hanging on to the rail. I breathe in his sweet, lightly sweating manly aroma, God did he smell good and made my morning wood jump and thicken. I could clearly see how defined his pecs are and how toned his body and muscles are with not one ounce of fat on his body that I can see… As the train jiggles about on the tracks occasionally our eyes meet, meet for a moment too long. Was that a faint smile and a slight wink he gave? I was looking straight in to his eyes and my gaydar was telling me this man is ‘family’. I too hang onto the bar above us with my right hand very close to his. At the next jump in the track my hand touches the side of his hand and for me it felt like an electric circuit had been connected between us. I manage to manoeuvre my free hand to adjust myself as my erection painfully grew in my briefs and by pure accident as I went to move my hard-on my hand brushed part of the inside of his right leg. Actually, it quickly became clear that it was not just his leg I was touching but something else, a solid warm lump. As the train carried on, I allowed the natural swaying of the carriage to permit me one or two exploratory touches with my fingers. Not only was it what I hoped for, I could feel it growing in to something altogether more noticeable. I could now tell that his cock was hanging loosely down his right leg – he was obviously wearing boxer shorts or had gone commando. At the next stop of the tube, all attention concentrated on the left-hand side of the carriage, I reposition myself which meant my rain coat opens further, basically shielding us from view. I deliberately feel him with my fingers. To my touch his cock burst into life becoming more and more hard and was pushing across the front of his shorts pointing up and out proud. Our eyes briefly connect again and I am certain he’s just given me the slightest of nods, encouraging me to continue caressing his crotch, as he becomes fully hard it’s then that I feel a strange hardness at the head of his cock. Is it deformed I begin to wonder? This is my daily commute so I know the route oh so well with there being no stops on this right-hand side of the train for a long while, I take the opportunity at the next station to freely massage him through his shorts, the thrill of this lovely older man under my power and offering no resistance. My heart pounds in my chest, bang, bang, bang! Standing so close, I could see every hair on his few days growth stubble, every pore of his blemish free face. He was indeed, ruggedly attractive and for a brief instant I’m soooo horny, I imagined myself ripping his shorts down and pound his ass, claiming him as mine. His complete lack of resistance encouraged my next move. Amidst the swaying of the train carriage, as it rattled along its long dark tunnel, I trace my fingers up the fly of his shorts, until I reach the top. I release the pull tag of his zip and hold it, momentarily hesitating, expecting a reaction. There is none. After a momentary hesitation in one slow but steady move, I pull the zip all the way down and hold my breath. Again, I hesitated, expecting resistance. But again, there was none. There was no going back now. I slide my hand inside the warm and inviting opening. I now feel the smoothness of his groin. He was commando! Emboldened, my fingers explore deeper as my arm snaked into his shorts, I could feel the tufts of neatly trimmed pubic hair around the base of his hard cock now spread across his right leg the back of my hand brushes across soaking wet material from the pre-cum juices I had already encouraged by my massaging. My fingers explore the length of his long thick shaft, run over the ridges of coronal ring to at last discover the head of his dick, a sharp piercing catches my finger and I jump in surprise. My first encounter of genital jewelry. I resume rubbing his slippery mushroom head, his foreskin fully drawn back and oozing more juices into the already soaked cotton of his shorts. I tighten my grasp around his organ and began massaging the exposed head between my thumb and forefinger, round and around tugging on his piercing, eliciting pulses of excitement I easily feel in my hand. With each pulse, the piss slit oozes another stream of pre-cum over my fingers. I wish I could lick them clean! The train stops at the next station, letting on even more people at the other side of the carriage, obligingly pressing the two of us even more closely together. No-one could have known the ecstasy being shared between two men right under their noses!. He is looking away from me, over my right shoulder, pretending to the outside world that he is ignoring me but as I search into his eyes, he briefly glances into mine and I see him wink, before he blinks and switches his gaze back to the far side of the carriage. Meanwhile, I begin to concentrate the attention of my index finger on the sensitive frenulum of his hard and slippery tool. He is certainly not trying to discourage me and he must realise, long before this point, where all this was leading. He repositions himself allowing more free room for my hand to oh so slowly jack him. As my fingers slides down the slippery shaft of his organ, I tighten my grip and begin rubbing up and down, sadly all too soon, this taboo excitement proves too much…I feel that tell-tale throbbing in his rock-hard cock; once, twice, three times his dick twitches harder than ever and pulses rapidly, four, five, six, even seven times as the pulses slow in rhythmic release. I feel his hot cum run between the gaps of my fingers. I watched his face as his eyes closed, his nostrils flair and the blood vessels in his muscled neck expand. His lips parted slightly as I felt his chest breath-in deeply and quietly let out a long, soft sigh. He swallowed hard. I could hardly believe my luck. This sexy older man continued to allow me to slowly massage his still erect and sticky cock, round and around in my hand amidst the wet folds of his shorts. Even now, he proffers no resistance. He even allows me to cup and caress his shaved balls and explore his groin again, as I desperately try to spread my overflowing handful of cum over his body. His dick began to shrink yet still leaks more cum over my hand there is so much of it. I didn’t want this to end; it was a fantastic first for me. But as if to bring us back to reality, we arrive at the next station. I squeeze his balls affectionately and slid my hand out of his fly, considerately raising his zip most of the way to the top again. As I remove my hand, he lightly touches it with his, and gently squeezes my fingers in a parting gesture of acknowledgment. He got off the train and, without a glance back, he hurried away into the morning rush-hour as I made a mental note of the station name. I wipe my hand over my new coat as a souvenir that this did actually happen and then in dreamlike fantasy lick the sweet, salty taste of his orgasm from the palm of my right hand. To be continued….

Gripping the steering wheel and staring straight ahead into the darkness I muttered under my breath, "What are you doing here?" I had been parked for about ten minutes, trying not to draw attention to myself as shadowy figures walked around the car park, occasionally peering into vehicles hoping to get a show. I knew what went on here. Everyone did. This place had a reputation. Looking out to my left and away across the gravel I could just make out the block building of the toilets. Shapes moved in and out regularly and cars came and went as I waited. The headlights of the cars providing brief snippets that shaped my mental map. I knew it was popular but I never expected this much ... traffic. I knew I shouldn't be here but I just had to know. My girlfriend, ex-girlfriend, had said I was too distant and could never commit. She never knew about the late night stroke sessions, the times I was shooting loads to gay porn online. The chat rooms. The dildo I kept very, very secret. Now I was here ready to step over that imaginary line. Wasn't I? After a few more silent minutes, and being certain that no real movement had taken place during that time, I opened the car door. Stepping out I was glad for the moonless night. The darkness gave me confidence and, shutting the car, I strode across the stones. My crunching footfalls sounded thunderous to my ears as I approached that small brick building. I felt as though eyes were watching me from every darkened vehicle. My nervousness returned but my anticipation grew as the black doorway appeared in my vision. Standing before the pitch-black entranceway I strained my ears trying to gauge anything from within. It seemed like there was nothing, then a gasp, and a moan and then the unmistakable sound of flesh slapping against flesh. Even in the darkness I felt my face flush but I was driven forward by arousal. I stepped inside. I waited inside the doorway for a minute certain I was invisible. It was nearly complete darkness in there. Even after a minute I could only make out vague shapes. Stepping further inside slowly I realised the entrance was a corner that opened into a wider area. A long trough type urinal ran along one wall and a row of doors, all shut, were the cubicles. There was a smell in there. Stale urine, and fresher, plus sweat and..bleach? Not knowing any better I stepped up to the urinal as quietly as I could and kept on listening to the sounds coming from behind the doors. The rhythmic slapping and soft moans were turning me on so much, even if I couldn't see anything, the though that I was stood so close to someone fucking had me rock hard. I released my cock as I stood there and began stroking as I listened to whoever it was in that cubicle getting closer and closer to their climax. As my hand slid up and down my hardon I listened intently to the sounds of sex. My focus entirely on the passion taking place only a few feet away from me. It became my whole world for a few moments. So when a voice whispered from the darkness right behind me, "Seems like there's a lot of enjoyment to be had here." I think my heart actually stopped for a second. My hand froze on my cock and I think I was about to scurry out of that place when all decisions went away from me. I don't think I had another rational thought for the rest of that night. An arm reached around me and rough, manly, thick fingers grasped my still hard cock, gently if steadily wanking me. I moaned and leaned back, the only response I was capable of. "Fuck, you're a keen one!" The voice whispered right in my ear making me shiver as his hand kept steadily pumping away at my prick. His other arm worked its way up inside my t-shirt and his rough hands started rubbing over my nipples. I couldn't begin to gather my wits. I was loving finally letting go even though a distant voice in my head said to calm it down. The pleasure I was feeling in this near total dark was the most I had ever experienced. My hips were pumping in time with this strangers stroking and I was gasping in pleasure. All of a sudden he gripped my cock hard. Squeezing me tight. I was on edge and he must have felt it. "Not so fast." It was spoken like a command right into my ear, "We don't want you going off the boil so quickly." I groaned in frustration. I was so close to spraying my cum and had just been denied. Wasn't that why I came here? My cock throbbed in his hand as he squeezed and gently rubbed me. "Oh fuck!" I moaned out loud realising his intentions: to keep me on edge, to keep me going, keep me willing. Up until now my hands had hung limply by my sides. I had pretty much given up motor function to this man behind me. This voice that had taken me over within seconds of revealing itself to me. As he kept up his ministrations to my cock with one hand the other was withdrawn from under my t-shirt and he grabbed my wrist. Pulling my arm behind me he guided my hand until I felt heat and then flesh. Thick, solid flesh. The first cock, besides my own, I had felt and it didn't disappoint. I don't know if it was the darkness focusing my attention but to my mind this dick was huge. Certainly bigger than mine and oh so solid. My fingers felt along the hot, hard length from balls to the flared tip and I was rewarded with a groan in my ear. I wrapped my hand around and started stroking wanting to return some of the pleasure I had been given. This man in the dark then guided my other hand to the wall in front of me and pressed my hand against the rough brick. In doing so he was pressing himself more firmly against me. I kept working his cock as best as I could while he, satisfied I wouldn't move from him, let go of my hand and I felt him completely undo my jeans and push them down. Even in the dark I felt suddenly exposed, I hadn't worn underwear in the hopes of something and this didn't go unnoticed. "Fuck, you were ready for me weren't you?" It was then I realised I was stroking his very hard cock right over my now naked arse. As my hand continued working his shaft he let go of me leaving me throbbing and grinding myself to him. "That's a fucking lovely arse, boy," he hissed in my ear as both his rough hands began stroking, kneading and spreading my cheeks. I let go of his cock and felt myself leaning forward. With both my hands on the wall in front of me I had effectively offered myself totally to this stranger in the dark, sordid, public toilet. It felt so good. I pushed my butt towards him arching my back and giving him full access as his hands roamed freely all over me. His rough hands each gripped a cheek and spread me open and I gasped as I felt his heavy dick sliding up and down along my crack. "Oh fuck!" I whispered into the darkness. He responded with a chuckle advising "Don't panic I won't fuck you yet. I will fuck you before the night is out, but I'm going to make sure you are ready for it. When I give you my cock you will be begging me to fill your slut hole. You'll be taking a breeding you won't forget I promise." With that I felt him crouch down behind me and then I felt his hot breath on my cheeks. Then a warm, probing pressure straight on my hole. "Oh shit yes!" I almost shouted and my cock throbbed as I was introduced to having my fuckhole eaten out. Whilst he was behind me he had worked my jeans all the way down and worked one leg free. From here he spread me wider and went to town tongue fucking me. Lapping at my hole then pressing his tongue hard into me instinctively I pressed back to spread my cheeks this pleasure was too good and I wanted him to lick me over and over. Here I was, stripped from the waist down in a dark toilet, bent over at the urinal, pressing on the wall in front of me so I could push my arsehole onto the tongue of a man I hadn't ever seen. He was pushing back, the warm wetness I could feel between my cheeks just felt right. He leaned back and I felt him spit on my hole. "Going to make you ready boy." Was all he said before I felt a thick finger pushed up inside me. I winced at the sudden intrusion and he started licking around my ring again as he finger fucked me. The soothing laps of his tongue coupled with the rough pressing inside me had me panting against the brick work. I could feel my hole opening to accept more. "Tasty fucking hole you've got here, nice 'n' tight too. Going to enjoy giving you everything I've got. Bet you've never been stretched by a cock like mine before, eh?" "No, never." I gasped before I realised I was speaking out loud. His response made me look back but in the darkness I could only make out blurred shapes. "Fuck me! A virgin hole. Right then let's get you properly opened up and loaded!" Two fingers were thrust up into me and I saw stars as he began working them in and out of my now spit slick hole. He was scissoring his fingers and twisting them inside me. Even though it hurt, I was so turned on it only added to the sensations I was being introduced to. Pressing onto his fingers I couldn't believe I hadn't done his before. In this squalid, dirty place I was being shown who I really was for the first time. After a few minutes of working my arse open he suddenly pulled his fingers from me and, whether it was the roughness of his skin or his nails, it burned and stung for a few seconds. However the state of lust he had worked me into made every sensation something to be enjoyed. I heard and felt him rise behind me and I looked back to no avail, the darkness made it impossible to distinguish anything in that room. This man could be anyone, maybe I knew him away from here? Or maybe he was someone I would see around town? I would never know that it was the same man as had just opened me up to so much. I didn't wonder for too long about this as I felt him press to me from behind. The thick head of his solid cock rubbing between my cheeks, sliding up and down and making me wetter with precum. Involuntarily I groaned in response to the pressure his cock was exerting against my hole. I knew there was only one way this would end. Boy, was I wrong. As he rubbed himself to me his hands gripped my waist and slid up my body. He pushed my t-shirt up and easily stripped it from me and now I was totally naked grinding my arse onto the cock of this man behind me. It was dark but somehow I had never felt so utterly exposed. Just then he stopped moving completely and was silent for a second. Then there was a blinding flash and even in the blackness of the room I could only see spots of light and dark. "Just wanted a shot of that sweet arse before I ruin it." He smirked as he said this and I started to wonder what I had let myself in for. SLAP! "Fuck!" I cried out at the sudden impact. It stung like hell and was quickly followed by several more swats at my cheeks with his strong hands. For some reason my hands remained pressed to the wall in front of me, my knuckles white as I pressed my fingers into the brick. My arsecheeks burned hot from pain but at the same time I couldn't pretend my cock wasn't rock hard under me and dripping a steady flow of pre. "Mmmm, goood. It looks like this boy likes to be used." The hoarseness in his voice made me realise just how horny he was. I could feel his hard cock sandwiched in my crack for sure; but there was a need in his voice that made my hole spasm. I don't think I'd ever experienced true desire before. It was then that the nearest cubicle swung open loudly and a dark shadow hurried out through the doorway. A voice from the darkness just said. "Fuck sake, do you have to be so loud right there? You spooked the cunt I was working on." "Sorry mate," my man replied, "got a little carried away with this virgin hole here." If I had been a little wiser I might have spotted the implicit offer that this sentence carried. Instead I just stood there, naked, hands on he wall almost needing my next instruction. "Virgin eh? No shit! You want a hand breaking him in mate? I've got blue balls here." The next thing my man said caught me off guard, I had certainly prepared myself to take his cock and I thought naively he wanted me all to himself so when he said, "You got any poppers? I think if we give this slut a few sniffs he'll be gagging for both our cocks." Next thing I knew I was being turned to face in the direction of the cubicles and hands from the darkness found my face. I felt the cold glass of a small bottle pressed to my nostril and I was told, "Breathe!" I had little choice and the bottle was switched between my nostrils almost every time I took a breath. My head felt light and my legs felt heavy. My heart was pounding and every beat seemed to make my arsehole clench. I nearly slumped over but I was being held up by two stronger guys now. "Oh yeah, this bitch is definitely ready." The words came from so far away as I felt myself being bent at the waist and my cheeks spread wide. Hands were also on my head guiding me down and somewhere in my brain came the picture of the spit roast fuck scenes I had so often wanked to. Now it was my turn. The head of a hard wet dick was rubbed over my face and between my lips. "Open wide," an instruction came. Then I was sucking my first cock. Well I was getting my face fucked, not deep, not rough, but there was no doubt I had no control. My guy hadn't been idle this time, while I was trying to take as much dick in my mouth without choking he had been wanking his hard cock all over my ring and started to press in. With the combined effects of his spit, fingers and the poppers the head of his cock worked into me almost easily. Then he started driving forward. All my fantasies of being fucked and even my self induced dildo play couldn't have prepared me for this. Fuck he was so thick. My hole burned and I felt tears streaming from my eyes. With my mouth stuffed with cock I couldn't do anything but moan. Trapped between these two men I couldn't move away from either as they began to relentlessly fuck me. There were several flashes in the darkness and I knew they must both be getting souvenirs of my use. They kept up giving me poppers and making me spin out as they fucked into me at either end. It wasn't long before the poppers were wearing off and I became more aware and two things were apparent. First was the constant moaning I was making around the cock being shoved down my throat, I was holding the hips of the man in front of me and I was working my head back and forth as much as he was fucking himself between my lips. I could taste pure manliness. Sweat, spunk, piss all of it and I was drooling all over it. Second was the heat radiating out from my hole wasn't pain. The thick hard cock which was now deep inside me was fucking my once tight anus with long patient strokes. A constant rhythm that had his meat bouncing off of my prostate. I was arching my back, squeezing and clenching my hole around his dick anything to show him how good it felt. That's it boy, show us how much you want these dirty cocks up you." Wait, dirty, did that mean something? The constant pounding into me at either end was making my brain melt. I just needed more, more cock, more fucking, more everything. "Oh you're a dirty boy letting us fuck you like this! You love big hard bare cock in you don't you boy?" Shit, bare, everything had happened so fast and I gave in so easily I never even thought about protection...but...but it just felt so good right now. That thick man cock forcing its way into my guts, stretching me, pulling me I knew I wanted it. I moaned loudly around the cock between my lips and I guess we all knew I was agreeing. "Fuck boy, you're going to make me cum soon, going to plant my seed deep inside you." I could feel his thrusts becoming harder, he was deep inside me and stabbing his cock into me with short, brutal jabs. I was delirious. My hole was my entire world right now and I needed cock to fill it. The man making me suck his cock joined in the fuck talk, "Yeah, knock him up. Load up that pussy good. When you're done I'll make him take my strain too." I wasn't really paying too much attention with my focus being purely on cock but I gathered that they both really wanted to shoot their spunk inside me. Right now I was just a willing hole and they could fill me however they saw fit. The thrusts into me became a jackhammer and the guy behind me roared. "Fuck yes, take it. Take it you dirty little cumslut. Take my poz load!" My eyes bugged out as I put two and two together. I was in no position to do anything but take it as he said and the way his cock pulsed inside me and he was driving it deep inside me kept me grinding back onto him. It felt too good in spite of everything and a part of me realised it was too late to turn back with his hot load deep in my arse. "Fuck boy," he said as he slowly withdrew his wet cock from my now sloppy cumhole, "That was fantastic. Your cunt is definitely one I want to breed again." With that he stood and said, "Going for a smoke. Enjoy that hole!" Just like that he was out of that darkened place and I realised I had just been handed over like a toy to be used. The hands that had been holding my head roamed over my back and found my arse. I hadn't moved and he easily slipped two fingers up me and pumped them in and out a few times. "Wow, he really opened you up well." The cock I had been continually sucking was now withdrawn from my mouth and he moved around me. I was still in something of a state of shock, still bent over, practically frozen in place. Horny as fuck too. It was..confusing. Without ceremony he pulled his fingers out of my anus and shoved his cock into me. It took my breath away but because of the rough fucking I had already taken, and I guess the cum now soaking my hole, he was inside easily. He wasn't as thick which helped but his cock curved and he was pressing against my insides so nicely. As he started pumping away I was finally able to vocalise the sensations I was being subjected to. "Fuck, fuck, fuck," I was gasping with every long dicked thrust he was forcing me to take. He had grabbed my arms and pulled them behind my back so he could more easily bounce me on his dick. The slapping sound of his flesh violating mine added to making me a moaning cockwhore. My own cock left alone was flapping with each pounding of his hips. Precum leaking from me in an almost steady stream. I felt like I was cumming but it was constant and there was no come down. Eventually he too started up the jackhammer thrusting that tells of impending cum. I was out of breath, and covered in sweat. He was fucking my hole so hard I was almost crying but still I was rock hard. "Say you want my cum slut!" He suddenly shouted. Pounding me over and over. "I...I want it." Was all I could manage. "What do you want bitch?" As he asked this he slapped my arse with a stinging blow that made me buck my hips and cry out into the darkness. "Oh god I want your cum, please cum in me!" I begged and he pulled hard on my hips pushing himself all the way inside me. He was shaking and his cock was throbbing inside me. He leaned across my back holding himself so he wouldn't slip out of me and whispered in my ear. "Never pozzed a virgin before, I bet you'll be begging for more dirty loads before long." He slid himself out of me and left the room. I collapsed to my knees. Naked, dripping cum and panting for breath. I had no idea where my clothes were in the darkness or how I would find them. As I knelt there I idly stroked my still erect dick softly moaning as I felt the pulsing from my arsehole. What the last guy said about me wanting more was clearly undeniable. Footfalls from outside made me panic, oh shit I can't be found like this. I scrabbled about in the darkness trying desperately to find even just my jeans. But it was too late. A flare in the darkness from a cigarette gave a brief illumination and I saw three men in the entranceway. "See I told you he'd be waiting here for more. I think we've got ourselves a proper little cum piggy." I recognised the voice of the man who had first fucked me and realised then that he'd just gone out to find more men to use my holes. I knelt there, hands in my lap. I knew I was in for a long night.

It seems I’ve always been attracted to rough and wild men. It’s like the attraction between two magnets. I know if I were to take time to turn them around and really get to know them, I’d probably feel repulse and they’d certainly be repulsed by my ‘good boy’ persona. Just at first sight I can’t help myself. My erotic imagination goes into overdrive. As a kid I was adamantly opposed to smoking, but the Marlboro man on the cigarette adds was the hero of what I wanted to look like when I grew up. At a church teen retreat I met a ruggedly handsome, foul mouthed, teen who my heart melted for. I couldn’t get enough time with him. He had a tortured streak deep inside that sucked my desire in even deeper. He was his schools drug dealer, and even sold to his little brother. I couldn’t find it within myself to judge him. Nothing came of that silly teen romance, but I remember it as one of the formative experiences of my life. For the most part as a non-drinker I was never really that comfortable in gay bars, but I found myself going regularly to a seedy hotel that had a male stripper night. I was so jealous of the strippers’ gorgeous bodies and their confidence to take it all off in front of a crowd. And in Vancouver they took it all off, full frontal views of their usually huge, gorgeous erections. There was one man that was always there in the audience. Usually with a woman or two. He always seemed half drunk in that happy smiley loose limbed kind of way. He had that classic rugged handsomeness that always pulled me in. And the charismatic presence that I couldn’t help but feel jealous over. I found myself worshiping him from a distance. Even though he was with women I frequently saw him slip out for a smoke or slide into the bathroom with a guy or three. There was no doubt in my mind what was happening in those bathroom forays. On my fifth night seeing him I still couldn’t even muster the courage to say hi. Imagine my surprise when he crossed the crowed room and came directly to me. Without a word he grabbed me by the collar and towed me across the room almost pulling my shirt off. As we approached the bathroom he hissed at me; “I’m gonna breed your nerdy ass.” Before opening the door, he opened his shirt and there on his beautiful right chest was a biohazard tattoo. He barked, “Don’t look so shocked, I know ‘goodie two shoes boys’ like you really want my toxic sperm.” When the bathroom door opened out came a tall handsome tanned blond-haired Dane. Clearly, they were friends from way back from the passionate kiss that ensued. I was summarily pushed aside and as the two turned to go into the bathroom he asked me to ‘take care’ of his women friend until he got back. He read the look of disappointment on my face and said, “You know the rules, you know how it works, buy her a drink.” After he left, I considered trying to figure out these strange rules, but in the end I just walked away feeling dejected and used. I would see him every stripper night after that. I’d still feel attracted to his rugged handsome aura, but I managed to stay away. As magnetic as my attraction to him was, as much as I knew I wanted to ride his raw cock in a bathroom stall, I just wasn’t sure I wanted his ‘special sperm.’ And I was totally confused that I was even giving it any thought. Recently I was in hospital for a few weeks. I was headed outside to get some fresh air. This took me passed ‘Admitting’. There at the wicket were two prison security guards checking in a prisoner dressed in a bright orange jump suite and cheap runners. The sleaves were rolled up so I could see crude tattoos on his arms, hands and fingers. The same quality of bad tattoos also emerged up the side of his neck and behind his ear. He had a seven-day scraggly beard and although his hair was clean it was long and raged, His face was on the handsome side with a decidedly strong jaw. I altered my course to be sure to get a look at the front of him. I was not disappointed, as I expected, the front buttons of the jumper suite were open halfway to his navel, gaping and exposing his sinewy lightly haired chest. And you guessed it, two crude dagger tattoos came down pointing toward each other on his pecs. I went on about my day, but these images of him kept creeping back into my mind. I was enjoying the freedom to move about after a week and a half confined to bedrest. I was gone from my private room for a couple hours. When I returned, I was informed someone else needed that room more than me and they were ready to move me to a ward. I fully expected this would happen eventually with my lack of private insurance. Curiosity got the better of me and later that night I roamed past my previous private room. Sure enough, guarding the door were two prison guards. Sneaking a glimpse inside I could see the ruggedly handsome prisoner shackled to the bed. He was now shirtless, I presumed even naked under the light sheet, and watching TV. He caught me staring and returned a glare. I suspect he meant for this to scare me away, but it was like the power of the magnetic attraction was turned to electric. You know, those magnets they use in wrecking yards to pick up vehicles they are lifting into the crushing machines. I would find myself wandering by his room for glimpses four and five times a day. Then I met him being led down the hall. One of the guard’s was speaking. “Ten minutes of fresh air, and you can have a smoke, but that’s it. Any funny business and even this privilege will be whipped from you. Do you understand?” He grunted the affirmative. Excursions through the smoking area were added to my escapes from the monotony of my room. Many times, I found him there sullenly sucking away on his fag, looking dejected by one and all, especially his board and hostile looking guards. Then one evening after dark I noticed a guard smoking with him. They were actually talking, joking and laughing. The guard held out his pack to me and offered for me to join them. I demurred; “Sorry I don’t smoke those things.” Grabbing his own crotch the prisoner laughed blurting; “Maybe not those, but you would this.” The guard also laughed good naturedly and my gaydar went off for both of them. We chatted casually for a bit until the guard spoke up; “Sorry guys, but I’ve got to bring this smoke break to a close. My partner will begin to wonder. If you can suck him off real fast behind that garbage bin I’ll keep watch. Then I’ve got to get him back.” The prisoner pulled me behind the bin and pushed me to my knees. His slender seven-inch cock was down my throat in a flash. I sucked for all I was worth as his hands manipulated my head to give me the face fuck of my life. With no warning he was soon blasting, painting my tonsils with his cum. Eight powerful spasms and I swallowed every one. It was only when he pulled out of my mouth that I noticed even his dick was tattooed. It was crude and also just in black, but it was definitely a stinging scorpion.

I was horny as hell and poking around Grindr. This guy messages me asking me if I’m looking. Well, of course I’m looking! I’m perpetually horny and need to fuck or be fucked. He said he had a hung cock and he wanted to fuck. I told him I would host and said I would be ready and waiting. Now, I’ve heard men over the years talk about how hung they are and thick it is and it usually turns out that they are just average, which is fine. I love being fuck!!! Was I in for a surprise when this guy showed up and got naked. It had to have been at least 10.5”, maybe 11”. I was actually scared for my life at that moment. The biggest cock I’ve taken is 9” and that is when I was bottoming regularly. I got out the lube and poppers and prayed. To my surprise he took his time and made sure I could accommodate his python. He laid me on my back, kissing me, and gently fingering me until I was open. Holy fuck! He then starts to impale me, but rather than lots of pain, I feel his cock hitting all the good spots. It was uncomfortable at first when he was balls deep, but I shifted a little in bed and I was in heaven. Oh fuck! He starts slowly pushing in and pulling out and gets into a great rhythm. Fuck! I am moaning like a little bitch. My legs wrapped around him begging for more. As he is kissing me, he starts to pound and he is rubbing my prostrate so hard I can see stars. I am in fucking heaven and his 11” lance is now showing me no mercy. He starts to get really vocal. “Where do you want daddy’s to drop this load, deep inside your dirty cunt? Yes, fucking yes!! Fill me up!” He starts to shout and I knew he was cumming. It’s starts leaking out of my ass. He holds me down after cumming with his cock still inside me, kissing me and telling me I’m such a good slut. He pulls him limp cock out of my hole. I am still so fucking amazed. It probably 6” or 7” flaccid. We exchanged numbers and I told him I was available anytime. He told me I had the best ass he has ever had. He said so many guys cannot take his mammoth sequoia. I think my liver and pancreas are now on opposite sides of my body, but I am definitely having him back again.

This is the difference SKILL makes. A man with a big cock is not automatically good in bed - usually it's the opposite. THIS man, knows he's big and prepares you for him, so you BOTH enjoy the fuck. He's a keeper!

I blame feminism lol

The E15 sauna, very close to Stratford, in Maryland. used to have bears day. check their website.

Solid story

I think you can distill all this down to: 1. Men lie. Not "all men", but still. They lie about being negative (last test: six years ago), they lie about being on PrEP (they are, but they miss doses), they lie about being undetectable (they were last testing, but they're forgetful about taking their meds every day). It only takes a guy being ONE of this kind of liar to put you at risk. 2. So get on PrEP yourself - and take it according to the directions. That way, it doesn't matter if the other guy is faithfully taking PrEP, tests regularly, or whatever: you are taking the responsibility for protecting YOURSELF, which is where the responsibility SHOULD be. 3. PrEP only protects against HIV. As noted, you still might contract something else. But most "something elses" are curable (syphilis, gonorrhea, chlamydia), and even the ones that aren't (herpes, HPV) are treatable, and in some cases you can get vaccinated for them to prevent them in the first place. All of this requires you to be up front with a medical provider (even if it's a local STI clinic), where someone can test you as needed and get you the prevention and/or treatment you need. You won't find that on the internet.

Cute young male nurse I recently suffered multiple fractures to my left pelvis in a nasty fall from my bicycle. I guess I just hit the speed bump the wrong way. This landed me in hospital confined to total bed rest for a few weeks. That’s right, I wasn’t even allowed up to use the washroom. Weeks in a diaper with stranger’s wiping my bum …. worse than ugh! Sorry if I’ve grossed you out, but if you’ve stayed with me, I promise it gets better. A couple weeks in a new night nurse arrived to take my vitals. My first male nurse. He couldn’t have been more that 21. Tall, slim, strawberry blond stylish hair, dimpled chin, shy smile and did I mention? …. Cute as a button. My diaper and bottom half were covered by a thin sheet. Otherwise, I was naked, the room was always so hot and humid. For the first time of this hospital stay my blood pressure was slightly elevated. He checked his notes and asked me if something had changed. I didn’t let on he was the change assuring him the answer was no, it must just be an anomaly. He brought my meds which included a small needle which was given each night in my stomach. This was a blood thinner as this length of time immobile raised my risk of blood clots. As he rubbed my tummy with the preparatory alcohol he admired my tan. I thought this a little unprofessional of him, but then I really didn’t mind. After all my gaydar was ringing like the alarm in a firehall. I confessed to being a sun worshipper and he shared “so is my ‘daddy.” Ok, now the alarm was for a four-alarm fire, and I was grateful he wasn’t going to be taking my blood pressure now. I realized I wasn’t going to get a good sleep unless I cleared constipation. I debated how embarrassed I was to ask him to give me a suppository, but the bowl discomfort won out. I rang the call bell and within a couple of minutes he was at my bedside. He stepped out to get the needed supplies and by the time he returned I had struggled to roll on my good side. When he moved in to do the deed he mentioned very casually; “You are a sun worshiper, no tan line, very cool.” An advantage to being a bottom is I didn’t mind the nurses sticking a finger up my ass. I hadn’t told any, but as horrendous as the overall suppository experience was this part was actually enjoyable. I was glad the diaper hid the chub caused by having a friendly cute young male nurse do the deed. When he came back and was cleaning me up, he casually asked where it was I sunbathed in the nude. I told him the name of the clothing optional gay campground I had been at before the bike accident. He had never heard of it but asked some questions. Location, size, tents or tailers, pool or natural place to swim, those kinds of things. I had just rolled naked onto my back for him to clean around my genitals and finish putting on the new diaper when he shocked me by asking if the campground had a ‘play area’. I was already a little chubbed but now sprang a boner. He professionally kept at his job and kept asking for details about the play area, including my favorite activities! By now I was deeply embarrassed and blurted; “This line of questioning might not be very professional.” “Oh yeah, Sorry” he blushed and apologized, He finished up and asked if there was anything else I needed before he left. I suggested I would sleep better with the door closed shutting out the light from the hallway. “No problem. Remember to just ring if there’s anything else I can do to help through the night sir.” The gaydar alarm bells had stopped as I was now certain I was being cared for by a cute young gay nurse. I was thankful to have the hall lights blocked, but mostly I didn’t want anyone from the hall seeing me jerking as I called up gay porn on my phone. The young guy wasn’t fooled at all. He went off to other chores, visiting hours ended and the traffic in the hall stopped. He was back to ‘check on me’ about an hour and a half later. He just quietly slipped into my room without knocking. He caught me with my semi in my hand. A bottom on screen was loudly thanking the top who had just bred him a poz load. “Fuck I hope you just knocked me up daddy!” “I know you didn’t ring, but I thought I could check and see if you needed any help.” He gently enquired. Trying and failing to hide my hard on I sputtered my apology as the video sound continued to a new bottom inviting in a different raw poz cock into his negative ass. “Damn! Sorry about this.” “No need to apologize daddy. It’s all normal and natural. That’s why I’m here, offering to help.” “Um, won’t you get in trouble?” “Not if I don’t get caught.” He was confident and cocky. “And I have no intention of getting caught. I certainly won’t chart this.” He laughed. “You ever done this before?” “About a month ago. A big bear, way bigger than you, with two broken ancles. Serviced him fairly regularly for the better part of three weeks.” “Damn, and you didn’t get caught?” “Well not by staff. My daddy wasn’t to pleased when he found out. But when I had him come in to help out, he cooled down. He’s married with kids and knows his once-a-week sex date with me isn’t going to keep me satisfied. Not at my age.” His hand was already jerking me gently. “Fuck, are you kidding?” “Well I know we can’t fuck yet, You broke your pelvis right?” “Yeah” “Why don’t I give you a blow job for tonight. Help get that pressure off.” “Are you sure ..” His mouth was already ingesting my 8-inch shaft. I’d already been edging with the poz porn. Just as the top on screen poz flooded the kid on screen I blew deep down the nurse’s throat. He expertly swallowed every blast. I hadn’t cum in two weeks, so it was a huge load. I get very sensitive after I cum so had to beg him off his ongoing oral ministrations. “Love that big cock daddy. Nice fuckin load!” as he wiped his lips. “Thank you.” “No problem. If you regenerate before my shift ends at 7 a.m. you know where the call bell is.” I slept better than I had since entering hospital, but I was awake at 3 a.m. I had no intention of calling the cute young nurse, but he came in to check on me anyway. “It’s up to you pops, but if you want to suck on this I won’t complain.” His hard six inches stuck out over the top of his scrubs held down by his sizable balls. I leaned to his side of the bed, and he pushed it into my mouth. I didn’t have to do much more that suck, he gently kept the fucking action going. I was now fully exposed and hard again as well. He went to work on my cock which was an awkward contortion, but his aim rarely missed my mouth and throat. Just as I exploded in another orgasm down his throat, he flooded my mouth with his sweet young sperm. If I had slept well before, I slept even better now. The first voice I heard on awaking was his, “Hey sleepy head. My shift has ended, I’ll see you tonight.” And he bent down and kissed me on the forehead.

A bunch of seconds and he asks me: ‘ where should we go? ‘ ‘Let’s got to the bedroom’ I said. he threw me up on bed, his hands all over me craving my body and hole. Feeling owned it’s something marvelous. In my mind I knew what risk I was getting into, not on prep at the moment and this huge guy was giving me all the possible vibes except the one that wanted to wear a condom. He removed his white shirt, toning well with his tanned skin. Few moments later he was without a single piece of fabric on his body and damn he was looking good. How could I resist a man like this trying to get raw into my hole, my mind twirled frantically. In a matter of seconds I was on my stomach, he grabbed my hips to bring my ass up. His huge tongue was up my hole doing circles and all sort of games with my hole lips. I was in heaven. Being rimmed it’s a huge deal for me. Oh man, he was good doing that, when a man is craving hole u can sense it and feel it. His hands were firmly grabbing my cheeks open letting his face be buried inside them. He stood up and away looking at my ass. He started poking my hole with his huge cock. Fuck he’s there now, I thought. “I’m not on prep, I’m not on prep” kept repeating myself, As if it was of any help in that moment. He pushed me completely on my stomach, he opened my thighs wide apart with his massive quadriceps and all his weigh was on my body looking for my hole with his cock. I couldn’t really move or do anything. He’s at least double my size. He tried few times up and down my hole looking for the perfect angle to shoot his thrust. He finally found it and god I felt used. I’m laying here completely helpless with my thighs wide apart and a massive man double my size entering my body through my raw hole. I shouldn’t allow this. But I need it. I need to feel owned, I’m just a hole after all. Well nevertheless to say, I’ve let him. I couldn’t say no anymore, he was big and thrusting in me deeply. How could I stop him?

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.

Try a monogamous marriage. People can manage without.

For sure I end up in Heat in the heat!

Mmm made I to the whore he was mean to be

I have been in this position before, literally, in a man's bed, on my back with my legs up on his shoulders and his cock ready to enter my tight ass. The first time I was a young boy being seduced by an older man who introduced me to my gay side and the joy of bareback sex. This time it’s about changing my life again and fulfilling a need so strong it can’t be suppressed. I’m 62, married with two grown kids, and have been bisexual since that first seduction so many years ago. I have always been a bottom and I have always taken cock raw. Cruising areas, adult book stores and the occasional date have been very successful in getting me what I need and what I need is a nice hard cock sliding up inside me and fucking my ass until it explodes inside me and fills me with cum. I don’t need to come, it’s all about giving the ultimate pleasure to the top who is fucking me. Being there for him and taking him inside me, encouraging him enjoy my ass and leaving part of himself inside me. I reach up and pull him to me, our bodies touch and we kiss deeply. His kisses are strong yet soft. His tongue enters my mouth and dances with mine in an erotic dance that makes us both moan with passion. My hard cock is pressed between us and I feel the tip of his pressed up against my pink hole. His hips are moving ever so slightly as we kiss and hot precum is being deposited on my entrance. He pulls back and looks at me and asks "Are you ready?" My mind is racing but I don’t answer him and he’s seeing that look of both passion and fear in my eyes. With that he says "I want to do this with you so much. It’s so erotic for me give you my cock like this and know that you love it as much as I do. To be inside you bare, and to make love on a level that is above and beyond the normal. To put my seed in you and know that I am breeding you and that part of me will stay and grow inside you." He says all the right things and I answer by pushing my ass against the tip of his cock. Smiling, he kisses me again and his hips move up and I felt that big mushroom tip start to press on my entrance in earnest. Covered in precum and lube there is little resistance at first. My hole is ready but I know he is thicker than anything I have taken in a long time and that this is going to hurt. He feels me open to my max and then tighten around him. Stopping for a moment he holds me in his arms tightly then brings his hips up hard. With that we both feel my hole rip open. He pushes in deeply as I cry out in pain and try to pull away from the massive cock sliding up inside me. "Oh god, you are so tight baby," he whispers in my ear, adding "You know that had to be done. It will make it easier for me to be with you. Relax. I’m in you now." My ass is on fire, but my insides are full of hard, hot cock and it is huge. We are joined and I wrap my arms and legs around him to pull him as close to me as I can. I know what we are doing, and that I have just crossed that line from which there is no return. I murmur "Yes baby, I know. Give me a moment. God you feel so good in me. Let me just feel you in me. So full. So deep. I need a moment to take this all in. My life is about to change forever." "I know baby. Relax, enjoy and know how exciting this is for me too. I’m leaking in you and we’re just starting. No going back now. We discussed this and I told you that once I’m inside of you it’s all over for you." I turn my head and kiss him. I want it. I have to have it. I want it to be him. My ass moves gently on his massive shaft letting him know I’m ready to continue. As he fucks me slowly looking me in my eyes he starts to talk to me, saying "God, you feel good. So tight, hot. I love having my death stick inside you. I will live in you until you die. I want my seed to grow in you, for you to incubate my babies so they take over your body." My head is spinning and I know this is wrong, but my body loves what this man is doing to it. I feel his hard cock sliding in and out of me. The long, slow strokes of a top who knows how to fuck and enjoys it. Taking me to that place that bottoms love so very much. Giving a man pleasure so intense that he can’t resist it, that he must have it and, after a certain point, there’s no stopping him from getting it. All leading to the most amazing orgasm, one so intense that it almost feels like being at death's door. I can’t believe I just thought that. How prophetic that I should put it that way. I am very possibly standing right there. My life, or death is being decided right now by this cock fucking my ass. I think for second that I can get away from this, but he’s pushing deep and I’m feeling his thick shaft so deep in my belly and I want it. "Give it to me baby. Knock me up. Give me your virus and make me yours. Keep fucking me until I’m raw inside and your baby batter will infect me." Passionate kisses now. The level of intensity is rising and I can no longer think about my wife, family, long term medical or anything other than making him cum, and taking his load deep up in my guts. He responds to my needs and fucks me harder. No more kisses as he has folded me in half. His needs are taking over. Looking me in my eyes and I see the look that men have when the cum starts to boil in their balls. I feel his need to orgasm and he asks "Are you ready for my poison load?" "Fuck, yes. Give it to me, baby." "It will kill you." "Do it. Fuck it in me." He grunts and pushes deep into my ass. I can feel his cock pulsating. I squeeze my ass tightly, milking every drop out of his cock, thinking to myself 'Oh god, yes. So much cum. I’m so wet inside'. He looks wild on top of me, but I know what he’s feeling right now. I love that about man-on-man sex: that we both know exactly what each other are feeling. Lots of heavy breathing follows, accompanied by some long strokes of his cock and quick thrusts back up inside me. I can feel him emptying out inside my hot, wet chute and pushing his cum into my bowels. The tip of his cock getting so sensitive as the last drops of his seed dribble out and his thrusts are jerky. He looks down at me and with a wry smile says "Oh baby you are so pregnant with my virus. This is so hot knowing that I’ve just knocked up your neg ass. Do you feel it in side you?" "Yes," I reply as he pushes his cock deep back in. "Mmmmmmm. Feels so good inside you. So much poz cum in you. I haven’t cum that much in a long time. You ok? Yes, it feels wonderful." Kisses, soft and sweet follow as he lies next to me, or bodies hot and sweaty as he murmurs "God that felt good. Knowing that I was pozzing you just got me harder and harder and you just kept asking for it. That was so fucking erotic." His hand is on my belly rubbing it gently as he asks "You know it might take this time, right? I ripped you pretty good going in and roughed up your insides, so with my high viral load it might only take once and you’re poz right now, or you might still be neg." I return his kisses and then answer "I know baby, but I want you to keep fucking me until I convert. Promise me that if I get the fuck flu really badly and I get so sick that I want to die right then, that you’ll fuck me and dump one more toxic load in me just to remind me how I got so sick. Mmmm, yes, baby." We keep kissing and I massage his cock, determined to get another load.

Billy smiled and turned red, looking unsure. “I mean it, let’s get to know each other a little better”, I said beckoning him over and taping my lap encourage him. Then I changed my mind and gave him and instruction instead, “actually go get us both another beer son” I said directly and in such a way that he automatically got up and went to the kitchen. When he came back I was sitting forward just enough to take the beer with one hand then his hand with my other hand ushering him and giving little chance to resist and there he was sitting across my lap, his butt to the left side and his legs across mine, turned so he could look at me. I put my left arm around his waist and after I took a swig of my beer I put it down then placed my hand on his lap in a way that made it clear he was to stay. “so I’m your type huh?” I asked prompting him to speak after a few seconds of silence. The alcohol continued to keep him talkative and he said yes, that I remind him of his father and a gym teacher he liked. “oh really, your dad huh? You like the idea of your daddy having you”? Billy went red, and I reassured him it was quite normal for Gay boys to sometimes see their dad as sexy. “but I saw his cock once and its quiet small” he blurted out, “after that I didn’t really think like that about him again, I guess that’s why mine is so small too” “probably true son” I agreed “but that will make you a good bottom boy, would you like me to be your daddy?” Billy turned red and nodded yes. “If that’s true then there’s somethings you’ll need to do son… would you like to hear them?” This time he answered quite quickly and with conviction “yes sir”. I smiled and began the list, he is to call me daddy or sir. He is to do as he is told, he is to try hard to impress me, he is to learn to be the best bottom boy he can, he has to be excited by the idea of maybe getting daddies bug, he will learn to worship my cock just right, there are only two acceptable places for my cum, his mouth or ass, he is to never waste it,. Daddy makes the rules, and son tries hard to make daddy proud, and son will know he has succeeded when he has my seed in him. Son only has sex with daddy unless I say otherwise. In return my son will be taken care of, loved, kept safe and have a new family. “You’ll need to be tough enough to get through the pain of the first fuck. You’ll need to trust that daddy knows what is good for you”. I took another swig of beer… “now I gotta take a piss, you stand here and think about it a bit. If you get back in my lap when I get return, I’ll know you are interested in progression. I’m not interested in just a fuck, it’s all or nothing, understand?” Billy nodded, so I picked him up as I stood up and placed him to the side of my chair then headed to the bathroom. After I peed I grabbed a little kit from my room and brought it back with me. There he was waiting patiently for me and I knew I had him. I really hadn’t started the day or even the year thinking this is what I wanted… but I was damn pleased it was happening now. Sitting back down Billy was soon back in my lap this time one of his hands found its way inside my shirt and began to feel my hairy chest. “do you agree son?” “yes daddy” he said without hesitation and my cock jumped. My left hand slid up my new sons back drawing him close for our first kiss. He was a natural kisser and it went quickly from sweet to passionate with my tongue entering his lovely mouth. I let my right hand take his head and hold it to me as my left drifted down his back, fingers finding the waist of my shorts that were so loose on him, easily they got inside and I soon realised Billy had no underwear on. My fingers began to explore his beautiful bubble butt soon made him gasp as I grazed his virgin taint. Letting the kiss naturally end I stood him up in front of me and without words slowly stripped Billy naked without any resistance from him. Soon he was back in my lap. “you can undo the buttons on my shirt son” I instructed and he wasted no time doing so. “Now tell me on your own words what you need to do in order to become my son” Billy turned shy again, I squeezed him closer, and encouraged “you need to be able to tell your daddy son” I gave Billy a little swig from my beer and he finally found his voice. “I want to be your good boy, I want to do what you say, I want to lose my virginity to you, I want your bug, I want you to be my daddy and my family, I want to keep you satisfied daddy”. I smiled, this little Conservative Christian boy was a freak in the making, and I would make him. “OK son” I said looking at him, as I got my little bag and opened it up, showing him the lube, the pipe and the gear along with a lighter. “We’re going to start here. In a moment I’ll bring you in for a kiss and I’ll expect you to breath in what I exhale into your mouth, understand?” He nodded yes… “do you understand son?” I pushed for a proper answer. “yes sir daddy” I smiled taking the pipe, loading it and beginning to heat it, drawing a big deep breath. I put down the lighter and used that hand to draw my son in for a kiss, giving him his first taste of clouds by shot gun. After that I took a viagra from the bag and swallowed it with some beer, before repeating the puff. “this will help you to learn to service my cock properly” I explained, then repeated several times until I was sure he was feeling it and was relaxing. Then I stood him up and ushered him back to the bathroom. “but I’m already clean daddy” he said, and I told him I would teach him one more thing he must learn as a bottom… I put him in the shower, found the little attachment and gently inserted it in his little hole… “tell me when you feel full, then hold it in until you can get to the toilet son” I instructed and he did as he was told. I explained this was douching and he must do it thoroughly and regularly so that sex didn’t get too dirty. But I also explained that sometimes it will because I won’t wait and that won’t matter. He did as he was told and was soon clean and after drying him off I took him back to the living room where this time I sat him in my chair and stood on front of him. I then put my hands on his head and firmly guided his face to my package. He wasn’t sure what was happening and began to resist. “your training begins now son, I won’t hurt you, just teach you, don’t resist, that’s right put your face in there, inhale, smell the scent of your masculine daddy. You like it don’t you. Now put your right hand on it, start to massage it and tell me what you feel”. “I can feel your huge cock daddy, I can feel it growing, I feel strange, my mouth is watering, like I’m hungry, my eyes want to see it, my hand doesn’t want to stop touching it, I’m frightened and excited and your manly smell is sexiest thing I ever smelt” I smiled, this boy was a natural cock worshiping bottom slut, and he was about to get the best first cock he could possibly hope for. I instructed him to undo my belt, then undo the pants button, unzip, then slowly remove them to reveal my jock strap, barely containing my growing cock. He went to remove the jock but I batted his hand away “not yet son, first stand up and finish taking off my shirt”. When he was done with that I took his naked body against my big muscular hairy bear body and I kissed him. He was quickly learning and getting better to kiss, my hands reached down to cup his little ass and I held him so close that he could feel my cock pressing against him through the jock. Leaving him breathless I released him, and turned to sit in my chair, bringing him into my lap, where I got the pipe again and we took a few more huge drags, I was going to make sure he was very relaxed. As the clouds hit him he started to babble a little and I told him to be quiet and listen, that he would be told everything he needed to know as we went along. Putting some lube on my fingertips I took my hand down his back and once again found his crack, my slick fingers able to begin teasing and probing his little ass, making him moan a little and again confirming this boy was a cock worshiper waiting to be released. “tonight im going to teach you how to suck cock son, and if you do a good job, I’m then going to teach you how to be fucked. And if you’re very lucky boy, daddy will fill you with his seed, owning you, making you mine. Would you like that?” Billy nodded yes though he looked a little frightened, I slapped his thigh firmly with my free hand “would you like that boy?” I repeated firmly, he would be a good obedient boy if I was to have him and his training was starting. This time Billy said “yes sir daddy” I smiled and replied “good boy, you’re going to lose your family, then your virginity then learn how to please a man and get a new daddy all in one night. I know you’re a little frightened, but if you have the courage to get through a little discomfort you will love it and be proud of yourself in the end. That said, I’ll give you one last chance, get up and go to bed now, or stay and learn… think carefully, if you stay then you can’t choose to leave later, only I can tell you when we’re done.” Billy took a moment and I could see his fear try to convince him to run, and his good Christian upbringing also… but his lust, his desire to lose his virginity and his new found need to make his daddy happy won out and he decided to stay. I told him I was proud of him before kissing him again and giving him another puff. “now my gorgeous son, get on your knees on the carpet facing me and give me your right hand.” Once Billy was in position I put his hand on my jock and let him stroke it again, now almost completely hard I finally gave him permission to pull it down and reveal his prize, my 10” fuck stick. His eyes grew big and I heard him gasp as his mouth dropped open. Soon I had his little hands grasping my shaft feeling it grow to full erection, and I instructed him on the right firmness of grip, how to pull the foreskin back, how the head was extra sensitive because of it, and it was now time… “bring it to your mouth son, lick daddies cock… mmm good boy, you like the taste don’t you?” “yes sir” said my little fuck toy quickly and clearly… no question he was about to fall in love with my cock. “now open wide and start to suck it, be careful not to let your teeth graze it, that’s right… take it a little deeper, deeper, taste it, suck it like the best lollipop you ever had”. My hands went to the back of his head, intertwining with his hair, I started to firmly push him down. He was being too tentative and I wanted a proper cock sucker for my son, before long he was gagging and my strong hands were stopping him from escaping. Letting him up for air but not to get away, I looked in his eyes now wet from the tears of gagging “gagging on daddy cock makes your throat spasm and it feels good for daddy, you need to relax your throat and try to let daddy get into it. I know it’s big, but if you want to be my boy, you’ve got to try harder boy”. With that I shoved his head down onto my cock again, this time more roughly, with more force, enjoying his instant gag, finding the back of his throat with my cock head, and pushing even harder. I could feel he was close to letting me in, even as he struggled, so I pulled him up have him another huge puff of smoke carried him to my bed. Once there I lay him on his back with his head off the edge of the mattress. To his credit my new boy was completely compliant in his haze and his little 4 incher was rock hard and oozing… he was frightened but he liked it. Then I clipped his wrists and ankles to the straps on the side of my bed so he couldn’t escape and I came around standing over his head… “I want your virgin throat son” I stated forcefully as aimed my cock at his mouth and began to push it in. My son would have a throat pussy, and today was the day he’d get it. Using just the right angle, and insistent force I pushed, he gagged, I pushed again he gagged and I felt a little give, then I pushed a third time and pop, I was in the sheer tight silky heaven of boy throat feeling it pulse as he gagged and gagged. Pulling out to let him breath I immediately kissed him and said “Good boy, I’m so proud of you, you’re going to get really good at putting daddies cock on your throat, and giving me pleasure, you are very talented, you’re making me feel very lucky son” Out of no where Billy started to cry “my dad never said he was proud of me” he blurted out, not crying from his throat cherry being forcefully popped, but from receiving a compliment from his new dad that he’d always hoped for from his old dead beat one. Unbuckling my boy I picked him up and kissed him. “see your new family is going to be much better… all you have to do is follow your destiny to be daddies little cock worshiper” Back in my chair I once again stood Billy in front of me, I turned him to face away from me and bent him over to expose his sweet virgin cherry. My big hands grabbed his hips and pulled him back onto my face and began to lick and eat that perfect boy cunt with abandon. Billy was experiencing a new kind of heaven, all through his body were tingles of pleasure, anything frightening from minutes ago was washed away and now he was moaning, unable to control himself. Stopping for a second to lube a finger he was quick to beg me not to stop and I smirked, going back to licking and trying to introduce a finger. “relax son, don’t clench, it will only make it hurt, push out like you’re trying to poop… there you go” only an inch into his tight pucker I could hear my boy struggling with the pain and pleasure combo so I held still until I could feel him relax before pushing further and beginning to slowly give him his first finger fuck. Once I was sure he had relaxed, I removed my finger and again he complained of its absence as I got a decent shard of gear and returned my finger to his pucker with a little surprise. “it might burn a bit this time, but its OK, just relax” “yes sir” Billy answered just before I could feel his body and muscles begin to react within seconds the booty bump took and I could feel my boys asshole start to get hungry, almost pulling my finger in. I know many men would have loosened Billy with more fingers, but my husband had taught me he didn’t like fingers much preferred cock, and I had learned I love the feeling of a tight ass peeling back my foreskin as I entered it, so now was the time, I put plenty of lube on my pole and his ass, got in position and pulled him back, lowering his ass onto my spear, hitting his target directly, and the combination of his weight, his now hungry hole, and my firm hand soon had my head inside him. Billy froze, then tried to pull away, “fuck daddy it hurts!!” he cried. But my firm hands held him still, unable to pull off my cock. “breath son, it will pass, and it is better to keep the cock in you while it does. This pain will never be so bad again, it will get easier and easier, unless you pull away and we have to start again from scratch” Unable to see through the initial pain Billy tried to pull away but still I stopped him… and then I could feel his body relax, and his ass open up. Then his breathing settled and I knew it was time, Must keep up the pressure, I lowered him down another inch, and again he struggled… but the pain stopped now more quickly. And so it went push, pain, hold, relax, repeat. Soon enough though I was all the way in my son, his little ass stretched tightly around its first fuck pole, no virgin any more, and I was able to put my arms around my son, having him relax back onto my chest, sitting in my lap impaled on me. I kissed his neck and again told him I was proud. Now was time for the fucking to begin, so yet another puff for him, and a new rocking motion. If there is one thing I know its how to fuck, how to use my cock to pleasure a bottoms prostate, and soon enough Billy was starting to let things like “omg, yes, wow, it’s sooo good and please” slip from his mouth. He was through the hard part, now was the addictive part, the part that would have him become a total bottom boy cock slave, my boy slave son, the anal orgasm and my seed blasted deep. I wouldn’t let him touch his little cock as I fucked him, meaning all the pleasure he felt was the making of just my cock, and he was loving it, so was I, I love tight ass, hate fucking a loose jam jar of a hole, and this was the tightest hottest one ever. I focused on my task, getting the right rhythm and angle until the boys moans changed pitch and soon enough I saw his tiny pecker shoot string after string of boy batter across the room. The clenching of his orgasm on my cock was also enough to take me over the edge and I began to fill my new sons ass with its first balls deep, animalistic load of semen. He relaxed back onto me, our bodies sweaty and panting. I once again expressed my pride and my new son beamed. “you’re mine now son” I said and Billy quickly replied “thank you daddy” To be continued?

Last summer, my boy and I took a vacation to Europe together. It was one of those packages, seeing a different city every day for a week and a half before flying home. We thought it would be exhilarating, but it turned out to be exhausting. When passing through Berlin, we decided to separate from the group and see the gay neighborhood. I had sort of hoped we’d get up to some naughty fun so I brought a small tube of lube and condoms in my shirt pocket, just in case. I bet there was a place where I could fuck him, safely, with maybe a few strangers watching. The very idea got my cock stirring. We fuck bare in private, but I didn’t want any strangers to think my boy was a slut who took all loads… We wound up in a two-level club with a sign proclaiming CRUISING BASEMENT. The street level bar looked like a normal bar, except with flat screen televisions playing bareback porn. There was a set of stairs at the back of the bar down to what must have been the cruising area. We were both kind of nervous being there, with nothing like that in our hometown, or even in most big cities in America for that matter. We quickly downed two large beers each in quick succession. We joked about exploring downstairs and seeing what trouble we could get into. Maybe some beers would help ease our angst and loosen us up a bit. My boy asked the bartender where the restroom was, and he gestured with a wink to the dark staircase. I knew he had to take a piss and he got up to head downstairs as I ordered another beer. A few minutes went by. Then a few minutes more passed. I was halfway through my beer and needed to take a piss myself. I gulped down the rest of my drink, paid our tab, grabbed my boy’s untouched beer and headed to find him. I found the bathroom, surprisingly clean and well-lit. No sign of my boy. I took a piss into a stainless steel trough urinal, holding my boy’s beer with one hand and my streaming cock in the other. I felt someone come up behind me, and press his crotch into my ass. I melted into him as he reached around and shook the last droplets from my dick. He pulled way, knelt down and took me into his mouth, moaning as he deep-throated me, occasionally holding up a bottle of poppers to huff. I like good head as much as anyone, but I was worried about my boy. I pulled the guy off my now-wet dick and backed out of the bathroom. The guy stayed on his knees grinning at me as I headed into the darkness to rescue my boy if he needed rescuing or to join in some raunchy, hopefully safe fun. In the darkness, I followed the sound of whispers and groans down a short hallway where I found my boy in an open doorway, leaning out and moaning, with his eyes closed. I reached out to feel his chest. His shirt was pulled up behind his neck. He clenched his eyes and I ran my hand down to his crotch. It was so dark that I could barely see that his pants were at his ankles, and someone was eating his ass. I grabbed my boy’s hard cock and he swatted my hand away. I cleared my throat and he opened his eyes. He reached out to me and wrapped his arms around my neck, supporting his weight as the stranger worked his ass. My boy whispered, or rather hissed into my ear "Is it okay if he fucks me?" I murmured approval, extracted the condom from my pocket, and handed it to the top who stood up and started slapping his sizeable dick against my boy’s wet ass crack. Of course I expected him to pull on the condom, but instead he scoffed and threw it to the dirty ground, pushed my boy’s back down so it was parallel to the floor, and his ass arched up. My boy grabbed onto my waist with both arms as the stranger lurched forward. My boy yelped and I knew the top had entered him raw. Just then the guy who had briefly blown me in the bathroom stepped out of the darkness and held his bottle of poppers under my boy’s nostrils. My boy huffed deep and held his breath. Had I been thinking clearly, I might have tried to stop it, but I was honestly too turned on. The top pounding my boy’s raw ass went at it for about thirty seconds, only to mutter "Too tight. Gonna make me breed him too soon." Then giving a disapproving grimace he pulled out and disappeared into the shadows. My boy was dizzy from the experience. I grasped both of his hands and led him towards a deep bench against a wall. I sat down and he collapsed, face first into my lap, thinking he would take a quick nap, but I was wrong. He shimmied my pants down and swallowed my hard dripping cock to the root. I was still wet with the poppers guy’s spit. I knew there were other guys around. I could hear them whispering, and kissing, and sucking, and fucking. Knowing that at least some of them were watching really got me hot. The guy with the poppers had followed us and knelt down behind my boy, diving into his freshly-fucked ass with his tongue. My boy moaned on my dick. The guy lapped away for a few moments and then crouched down behind him. From my place on the bench, I watched as his aimed his raw cock into my boy’s willing ass. My boy squealed as he took another raw anal assault. The poppers guy took a huff and then leaned over my boy, making him do the same, and then offering them to me. I took the bottle and inhaled very deeply as the poppers guy's pace picked up only to halt. I knew he was firing his cum into my boy’s bare hole. He slapped my boy’s sweaty, and now cummy ass and pulled out. I thought he’d go away, but he leaned towards my boy and whispered with his thick German accent, theatrically so everyone around could hear "Good thing that other guy didn’t blow his load inside you. He’s POZZED up more than a few tourists here." He chuckled as my boy fisted his cock, his moans announcing he himself was close to cumming. The poppers guy laid down on his back, under my boy, on that filthy sticky floor, gobbling down my boy’s cock just in time to swallow his load. Just then, the first guy, the hulking POZ one, crept out of the darkness again. His huge cock was still wet and shiny, either from my boy’s hole or from some other bottom in the basement darkness. He slapped it against my boy’s cummy crack a few times, leered at me, and slammed all the way in. My boy tried to swallow my dick, but the top was so aggressive that he mostly just moaned with an open mouth around the head. He fucked my boy hard and quick for no more than two minutes. He cursed in Dutch, or German maybe, a few times before quickening his pace and then pounding six times with decreasing speed, filling my boy with toxic seed. It got me super close to going over the edge. My boy felt my nuts tightening up and pulled off my cock. The POZ top disappeared and the poppers guy just laughed as I pulled away and got behind my boy, marveling at the cum streaking down his thighs and the low light glistening on his sweaty back. I slid easily into is loose sloppy hole and came after five seconds. My boy threw his head back and lost another load into the poppers guy’s eager mouth. My boy stood up on his trembling legs and threw his arms around me, kissing me deeply. He growled into my ear "We gotta get out of here, and fast, or I’m going to wind up taking every load in this basement." "And what would be so bad about that?" I asked. He kissed me hard, grinned and waved at me, and backed away into the darkness….

was 16, by a guy in public toliet

Thanks for the kind comments. --------- Part 68 - Five Star Service Joe woke up in the morning and felt a hard cock poking at his ass and realized it wasn’t Kyle. He rolled away, looking at Ian now gently humping the air in his sleep. Joe kneeled on the bed and gently rolled Ian on to his knees. With his stiff cock preventing him from laying flat, Ian had his ass up in the air and his shoulders and head flat on the bed. “Perfect” Joe muttered to himself. He moved in and spread Ian’s legs wider and then pressed his already dripping cock between the ass crack. Joe gingerly held Ian’s hips and pushed in. Ian awakened immediately and let out a loud grunt as he was suddenly skewered on Joe’s cock. Kyle was awake in seconds from the commotion and then turned to watch Joe fuck another dose of poison into Ian. There was no warmup for Ian this time. Joe needed to fuck and he needed to nut and it had to be soon. Joe jackrabbit’d Ian’s ass and then pushed in deep. His cock throbbed and ropes of his bugged up semen filled Ian’s ass. After several spurts, Joe could feel Ian’s orgasm shooting his own load onto the bed sheets. The spasms milked a few extra shots of Joe’s cum and Joe stood holding Ian until they died down. He finally pulled out and got off the bed, pulling Kyle and Ian with him toward the bathroom. The three rinsed off and they walked out, naked, on to the balcony. Joe got up after about twenty minutes of them chatting and watching the surf roll in. He went in and made some coffee with the bottled water and grabbed three glasses and filled them with a generous pour of tequila. He walked out and set the glasses down and went back for the coffee. They sat there for a while and Kyle joked with Ian about the puddle below him. It was a beautiful sunny morning and the guys kept sipping the tequila and drinking the coffee. Joe got up to make another pot of coffee and as he got half way across the room he noticed the room door was open and a second later Javier walked out of the bathroom. He stood there naked looking at Javier and saw Javier looking up and down at him. “Sorry, señor. I knocked and there was no answer so I came in to clean your room” Javier said. “No problem, Javier. We were out on the balcony having coffee. I hope you don’t mind that we’re naked,” Joe said with a grin. He saw the bulge in Javier’s pants grow and Javier’s eyes had continued to look over Joe’s body. “Uh… no…” Javier said and then licked his lips. Joe let out a short laugh and said “Do you like what you see?” “Yes I do, señor” Javier said as he adjusted himself. Joe smiled and walked past him to the door and looked up and down the corridor. Spotting no one, he came back in and pushed the doorstop out of the way and let the door close. He came back to Javier and reached down and unbuttoned and un-zipped his pants. “Sir…” started Javier. “I’m just going to show you how much we appreciate what you do” Joe said. “But I can’t get caught with guests” Javier pleaded. “Then we’ll have to do this quick” Joe replied while looking at the nice thick uncut cock in front of him. For a short guy, Javier’s 8 1/2 inch thick uncut cock looked even bigger. Then Joe noticed the mark. He looked closer and there was a tattoo on the top of Javier’s light brown cock. A plus sign in black ink. Joe smiled and looked up at Javier. “Does this mean what I think it does?” Joe asked and then licked the tattoo. “Yes señor. It is like the one on your leg” Javier said quietly. “I see. Have you been taking your medications?” Joe asked. Javier swallowed hard. His body trembled and he said “Uh, no señor. I don’t take medications.” “Good. Me either. And Ian, behind you, would love to get some of your… uh, leche” Joe said. Javier gasped and turned around. Kyle and Ian were standing right there. Ian smiled and walked over to the bed and crawled on. Joe gave Javier a little push and Javier pushed off his shoes and pants and then removed his shirt as he walked to the bed. Joe and Kyle were right behind and Joe dropped back to his knees next to the bed. He took Javier’s cock into his mouth and sucked it deep into his throat. Joe sucked quickly, trying to get the rapidly stiffening shaft coated in spit. Kyle climbed on the bed on over Ian and leaned over, spit on Ian’s pucker and dug his tongue in, tasting some of Joe’s cum from earlier. Joe pulled the foreskin back and dug the tip of his tongue into the piss slit and tasted some of Javier’s charged precum. He leaned back and grinned at Javier who climbed on the bed, while Kyle moved back to give him room. Javier didn’t kneel behind Ian, he was in a crouching position on his feet. He rubbed his leaking cock head on Ian’s hole and then pushed in. The moan was loud and deep and then it turned into a growl as Javier started to thrust in hard. “He has taken cum already?” asked Javier. “Four. Two from each of us” Kyle boasted. “Slut!” called out Javier as he started to pound Ian’s ass. Joe knew from sucking him that Javier’s cock was thicker than either Joe’s or Kyle’s cock by quite a bit. It was easily seven inches around and Joe could see Ian struggling to take the thickness. Sweat was flying off Javier as he drilled Ian mercilessly. The words coming out of Javier’s mouth were a mixture of English and Spanish, none of which Joe had learned in his high school Spanish class. The words faded to grunts and then Javier buried his cock in deep and growled as he shot his highly toxic seed into Ian’s cunt. “Yeah!” yelled out Ian as he felt another charged load fill him up. The four went into the shower and washed off. Javier put his uniform back on and thanked the others but pleaded for them not to say anything. “Don’t worry. We won’t” Joe told him. Joe, Kyle and Ian dressed and headed down to the main restaurant to get breakfast, since they were all starving. Ian kept squirming in his chair as he felt the loads seeping out of his ass. Once they finished, Ian headed back to his room to change and Joe and Kyle went up to theirs to get into their swim suits. Joe and Kyle found their spots from the day before at the pool and grabbed a couple more beers. The sun was hot and their beers didn’t last very long. Kyle looked around and finally flagged a waiter who came by and took their order. When he came back, Joe motioned for the guy to come closer. Joe whispered “Do you know where we can find some weed?” The waiter looked a little confused and Joe added “Ganja, you know, marijuana.” The waiter smiled and turned around, pointing towards the beach, suggesting "See that man in the blue shorts? Follow him. He wants the same. Go down the beach and you will see a tall man selling souvenirs. Ask him.” Joe reached into his backpack and pulled out a twenty dollar bill and gave it to the waiter. “Mucho gracias” Joe said as he got up, pulled-on his tank top and followed what turned out to be a line of several of the resort guests down the beach. Everyone went to the same little hut about 200 yards past the end of the resort, right before the beach got rocky. Next to the hut, Joe saw an old VW van parked on a dirt road. When he walked up, there were numerous souvenirs on the tables in front of the hut and a very tall, lanky, tanned white guy with a large hat sitting under the hut’s awning. Each person would look over the trinkets and pick one up and go talk to the man. They paid and had gotten a small baggie with their souvenir. Joe chuckled that this was the smartest guy on the planet - he had a captive group of customers with money to spend and many wanting some good pot for their vacation and souvenirs to take back home. When it was Joe’s turn he brought up two small items and in less than thirty seconds had scored a bag of pot, some rolling papers, and a lighter (what the guy called the “starter” kit) with a warning to not smoke in the hotel rooms - only on the balconies, beach or away from other guests. As Joe walked back down the beach he spied the jet skis and the guy renting them. He walked up to him and asked what the deal was. Glancing down at Joe’s wristband, he said “With your package, you get 15 minutes a day free. Twenty dollars more and you can do 30 minutes. Forty dollars for an hour and I can give you a tour.” Joe smiled, looked closely at the guy’s name badge and said “There would be two of us. When can we go for an hour, Carlos?” Carlos looked at the schedule and said “Three PM or four PM is available today. Four is our last time of the day.” “Four PM sounds perfect” Joe replied. He gave his name and room number and said “See you at four” as he walked back to the pool. “Where the hell have you been?” asked Kyle. “Oh, just organizing a little fun for us” Joe said as he showed Kyle the baggie of pot before stuffing it into his backpack. “I also got a reservation for the jet skis at 4:00 PM, so don’t make any plans” he added as he waved at the waiter. It was the same guy as before and he hurried over. “Yes, señor?” he asked. "Dos mas cervezas, por favor” Joe said. The waiter smiled and headed back to the bar and came back promptly with two cold beers. “You were able to find what you wanted on the beach, señor?” he asked as he placed the beer on the table. "Oh yes, thank you very much” Joe replied. They drank beers, got some more sun and cooled off in the pool. Joe looked over and saw the clock by the bar said 3:30 PM. “Guess its time to dump our stuff in the room and go try to not kill ourselves” Joe said as he and Kyle walked to their room and prepared for there experience on a jet ski. Kyle chuckled. “Have you ever been on one of those things?” Kyle asked. “Hell no. Last time I was even on my bicycle was in junior high and I broke my wrist and couldn’t wrestle. I hope this goes better or you’re gonna have to stroke me off while I have the cast on” Joe joked. "That will be hard to do when I’m some shark’s dinner” Kyle replied, laughing as they made their way back to the beach and, as they approached the jet ski concession, Kyle remarked "The guy is really cute. No wonder you wanted to try this.” “Yeah, I’m hoping we can get him naked somewhere. He’s gonna give us a tour,” Joe replied. “I like your thinking” Kyle said with a laugh. They walked up to the hut on the beach about five minutes early. “Hola, Carlos. Ready for us?” Joe called out. Joe handed over the extra money and Carlos gave them a brief explanation on how to ride the jet skis. Each one took a test spin and once Carlos was satisfied that they understood, the three of them took off. Carlos showed them a few easy tricks jumping small waves which Joe and Kyle picked up quickly. They goofed around for almost fifteen minutes when Carlos waved at them to follow him. They zipped along the water and when Joe and Kyle were keeping up with Carlos, he went even faster. The jungle and beach zoomed past and after several minutes, they pulled into an inlet. Carlos dropped the speed down to a slow pace and they went deeper up the river. A short ways in, Joe saw a waterfall and when they got closer he saw a small beach area off to the side. Carlos headed to the beach and gunned his jet ski and then let it beach itself on the sand. Joe and Kyle did the same and they pulled the crafts up on the beach further before tying them together and anchoring them down. “You like?” asked Carlos. Joe and Kyle both laughed at the ambiguity of the question. Did he mean the jet skis? Did he mean the waterfall and beach? Did he mean him? They walked over to the side of one of the jet skis and leaned against it looking at the waterfall and the beautiful nature around them. They heard lots of animals calling out in the trees and the loud rush of water from the waterfall. Joe looked over and Carlos was lighting a small pipe and then took a big hit. As he exhaled, he handed the pipe over to Joe who did the same and passed it along to Kyle. “Fuck, thats some good stuff” Joe said after he exhaled and felt the warmth spread throughout his body. Carlos smiled back at him and said “Same that you bought from Bandit. He gets a lot of customers from the resort.” Carlos took the pipe back and looked at the bowl. “A little left” he said and flicked the lighter, inhaling the last of the unburned bud. Joe was looking at him and Carlos didn’t exhale like he expected. Instead Carlos leaned over and put his mouth on Joe’s, both kissing him and shotgunning the smoke into Joe’s mouth and lungs. He pinned Joe against the jet ski and grabbed his balls. Kyle chuckled and then moved behind Carlos. He tugged and Carlos’s board shorts fell to the ground. Kyle then pulled his own trunks down before he humped his hardening cock up and down Carlos’s tight butt crack. Joe and Carlos broke their kiss and Joe exhaled the remains of the smoke. Carlos reached down and pushed Joe’s swim shorts down, releasing his stiff cock. Carlos turned Joe around so he was facing the jet ski and reached down and guided his seven inches of plump, uncut meat to Joe’s hole. “You have a sexy ass, Joe. When I saw you walk back to the pool I knew I needed to fuck it” Carlos said. He started poking and then pulled his foreskin back and aided by his precum, started to push inside Joe’s pussy. Kyle stood there, rubbing his cock against Carlos’s ass, waiting for him to get inside his boyfriend. Kyle thought that Carlos was going too slow and gentle and leaned into Carlos’s back. His cock was between the two halves of his butt and Kyle quickly found the target. The piercing was pushing into Carlos’s hole when he yelled out “NO!” It was too late. Kyle shoved into Carlos’s hole with only sweat and a little precum to assist. It took only three jabs for Kyle to get all of his cock inside the tight chute. Joe’s ass was full of Carlos’s cock and he could feel Carlos panting on his neck. Kyle whispered “You have a sexy ass too and I knew I had to breed it as soon as you kissed my boyfriend.” Kyle pulled back slightly and felt Carlos come with him. Kyle stopped and then Carlos started to push back into Joe’s cunt. He heard Carlos whimper and grunt as he fucked himself on Kyle’s cock and fucked into Joe’s ass. Faster and faster Carlos went and he was pounding Joe and himself in only a few short minutes. Kyle could feel Carlos's ass getting sloppier from the precum that he was leaking. Carlos slammed into Joe and held him tight and Kyle did the same to Carlos. Kyle could feel the pussy spasm around his cock as Carlos unloaded his seed into Joe’s poz cunt. After two of Carlos’s spurts, Kyle started pumping his virus filled spunk into Carlos’s tight hole. With both asses filled with cum, Kyle pulled his cock slowly out and then watched Carlos pull out of Joe. Carlos was steadying himself on the jet ski when Joe turned around and pushed Carlos where he had been moments earlier. Joe drove his cock into Carlos’s cum filled hole and hammered it hard while cum ran down his legs. It was only a couple minutes until Joe’s cock added its own unique strain into Carlos’s unsuspecting ass. Joe pulled out while still breathing hard and reached down and picked up his swim suit. “Fuck!” yelled out Carlos and Joe and Kyle looked at him, trying to decide if that was a good “fuck” or a bad one. Finally Joe said “What?” “I told my girlfriend that I would stop getting fucked. But it feels so good to have a man cum in you, no?” Carlos remarked. Joe and Kyle both laughed and said “Yeah, it does.” The guys put their swim suits on and pushed the water crafts back into the water. They started them up and went back into the sea and played around jumping waves, each trying to get more air than the other. Joe landed off balance and fell off at one point but was able to swim over and climb back on. Carlos of course won by getting the highest jump, since he had been riding a lot longer than either Joe and Kyle. Soon, Carlos waved at them to follow him and they ended up back at the resort. They pulled in and beached the crafts and two workers from the resort helped Carlos put the jet skis on trailers. Joe and Kyle walked up and gave Carlos a bro hug and Joe slipped him a few extra twenties and gave him a wink.

Part 65 - Giving Great Customer Service “Aaron, I need to talk with you” the manager said as he walked in the back door of the car rental office. “Sure, boss. Is anything wrong?” Aaron replied as he followed the manager into the office. “There will be if I don’t show up on time for my wife’s birthday dinner. I’m leaving you in charge tonight. There are only a few reservations so there shouldn’t be any problems. Harry is running the bus and Jack is the porter. Think you can handle it?” the manager said, visibly anxious. “Yeah, no problem. Don’t worry about us and have a good time with your wife” Aaron said with a grin. The manager rolled his eyes and passed a slip of paper to Aaron. “This is my passcode if you need to override anything. Don’t abuse it, okay?” Aaron took it and slid it in his pocket and pulled a condom back out. “Here, boss. In case you get lucky” Aaron said as he put the packet on the boss’s desk and smiled. The boss looked back at him with surprise but then slowly took the condom packet and put it in his own pants pocket. As Aaron walked out of the office he said “I have lube too, if you need it.” He worked part of his shift until the manager came up and said “OK, I’m taking off now. If there are any emergencies, call me but it better be serious.” “Don’t worry, boss. By the way, when are they coming to fix the air conditioning?” Aaron asked. “Tomorrow sometime, I hope. See you then” the manager said as he walked out the door. Aaron double checked the reservations and there were still only three. One in a half hour and two in three hours. He went over and clicked the fan up one notch hoping a little breeze would help the sweltering heat inside the small building. The porter was in the hut at the gate with its own AC unit and Harry was in the bus which was nice and cool, but the main building was hot so he rolled his sleeves up his forearm half way. The bottom of his biohazard tattoo showed, but he would roll them back down as soon as a customer arrived. He read through messages on his phone, something he normally couldn’t do with the boss around. The radio crackled and Harry reported he was on his way back to the office with one passenger. He changed the fan to point towards the customers and took his place behind the desk just as the customer walked in the door. “Good evening sir. Welcome to A1 Car Rental. My name is Aaron. How can I help you tonight?” Aaron said like the thousands of times he had said it before. “I have a reservation for Cramer” the guy said as he handed over his drivers license and credit card. Aaron found the reservation and he was typing all the info in. He could sense the guy looking at him but that was pretty normal. While he had toned the hair down the past few months after several comments from Nick, the piercings and tattoos (which were visible through his thin white dress shirt) always seemed to get people to stare at him. He liked the attention even if sometimes the looks told him they were not a fan. He handed the license and credit card back to the customer saying “Mr. Cramer, let me print out the paperwork and we’ll get you on your way.” Rather than taking his credit card and license, the customer reached up and pushed Aaron’s sleeve up a few inches. “Ah, that’s what I thought it was. Very nice. I hope you earned it and its not just a decoration” Mr. Cramer said. Aaron blushed and pulled his arm back a few inches. “Thank you and yes, I earned it” Aaron said. He completed the rest of the rental paperwork and Aaron grabbed the keys off the rack. “You have a white Toyota in parking space B5. Just show the paperwork and your license to the porter and he will let you out of the gate” Aaron said. “I need to use the restroom first” Mr. Cramer said, winking at Aaron. “Down the hall to your right” Aaron replied. He watched the guy look back at him several times and he walked out from behind the desk and saw him standing at the bathroom door, looking back and waiting. Aaron had had numerous customers hit on him since he started the job but no one had ever been this obvious to get him into the restroom. He looked at his watch, grabbed the radio and asked Harry where he was and got “Waiting at Terminal 1” back. He knew from there, it would be at least 20 minutes before Harry would be back. Grabbing the radio, he walked down the hall and saw Mr. Cramer walk inside. Aaron slowly opened the door and saw him standing at the urinal. As the door clicked shut, Aaron locked the door, set the radio down on the sink and waited for Mr. Cramer to make the first move. He hadn’t had sex in there since the time with Mark. Mr. Cramer wasn’t nearly as good looking as Mark, but he seemed to want to play with the fire that was Aaron’s cum and that was one of the differences in the meetings. Mr. Cramer was a tall, medium built guy in his 30’s. His dark hair was thinning and there was a wedding ring on his left hand. “Uh, can we do this quick?” Mr. Cramer asked. “Do what?” Aaron replied, a knowing grin on his face. “You know, a quick fuck” was the response. “Are you neg?” Aaron asked as he moved closer. “Uh, yeah. I think so” Mr. Cramer replied. “I’m not and I only do it bare. Is that a problem?” Aaron asked coyly. “Hell no, that's what I’m looking for” said Mr. Cramer. “What’s your wife going to say?” asked Aaron. “Husband, actually, and he wants it too” Mr. Cramer said. “Well, then. Lets see if we can help you out. Get those pants off and get over here on your knees” Aaron said, surprising himself at his commanding voice. Mr. Cramer kicked his loafers off and dropped his pants and underwear into a pile on the floor. He was on his knees and reaching for Aaron’s belt in seconds and had fished his hardening cock out in a few more. He frantically started sucking Aaron’s cock and Aaron just stood there and let him go at it. It turned out to be a very good blowjob, which surprised Aaron. In only a few minutes, he was rock hard and ready to find out if he took cock as good as he sucked it. He pulled his cock out of Mr. Cramer’s mouth and helped him to his feet. Pushing him over towards the sink, he remembered Mark doing the same to him months earlier and giving him his first poz load. Mr. Cramer took the hint and braced himself on the sink. Aaron kicked his feet wider and kneeled down. He pried his ass apart and spit on the hole. “That’s all the lube you get. A rough fuck helps get you knocked up” Aaron said as he stood up. He jabbed a finger in, digging his fingernail into the tender chute. He did it a gain, with two fingers and then with three. Each time Mr. Cramer yelled out “Fuck!” Aaron ignored the expletives and the obvious pain Mr. Cramer was in and stabbed his fingers in a few more times. Aaron stood and rubbed his dripping cock head around his hole and said “Last chance to change your mind.” “Do it. Charge me up” Mr. Cramer said. Aaron rammed his cock inside and immediately felt Mr. Cramer’s body go limp. “Oh my fucking god!” screamed Mr. Cramer as his body started to regain its strength. Aaron waited a few more seconds and started to drive his cock in and out of the freshly tortured hole. He used long strokes and would grind his hips as he pushed in. He reached his arm around, leaving his forearm in front of Mr. Cramer’s mouth. “Kiss it. Kiss the symbol of what you want so bad” Aaron whispered in his ear. The pounding continued on Mr. Cramer’s cunt and the sounds of slapping skin echoed in the bathroom. It went on and on and Mr. Cramer couldn’t believe that Aaron was fucking him for this long. He hoped they wouldn’t get caught. Aaron was grunting as he started to get close to shooting his poison into his willing victim. Suddenly he felt the hole start to spasm around his cock and Mr. Cramer let out a loud moan. Spurt after spurt of cum shot out on to the floor from Mr. Cramer’s cock. The orgasm forced Aaron’s own and he gripped Mr. Cramer’s body with both arms as his hips rolled a few more times before his cock began to pump its deadly semen into another victim. Aaron thrust in a few last times and then slowly pulled his cock out of the ravaged pussy. The cum covering his cock was a hue of pink and he knew Mr. Cramer would be feeling this fuck for a few days. Aaron turned Mr. Cramer around and pushed him to his knees. “Clean it” he commanded. Mr. Cramer methodically licked up the shaft from the base along the bottom of Aaron’s cock then curling his tongue around the sides and lastly opened wide and deep throated his cock. His lips were tight around the rod and slowly Mr. Cramer pulled back, sucking any remaining cum off the cock. Mr. Cramer looked up at Aaron with a smile and Aaron tucked his cock back into his pants. “I hope you’ll give us good ratings on the survey” Aaron said as he grabbed the radio, unlocked the door and walked back to the front desk. He keyed the radio and said “Jack, we have a code 19. White Toyota.” “10-4 good buddy” replied Jack with a chuckle. A minute later, Mr. Cramer came out of the restroom and grabbed his suitcase and went out the side door to the parking lot. Aaron walked over and watched as he found the car, put the luggage inside and headed for the front gate. Mr. Cramer stopped at the hut and Jack walked up to the car, taking his license and paperwork. Mr. Cramer looked back at Jack and saw a tall skinny black guy. He had close cropped hair, a big smile, a little goatee on his chin and his fingers seemed to match the rest of his body - long and thin. He moved with grace and purpose, completely at ease with himself. Jack looked over the documents and then walked around the car. “Mr. Cramer. We have an issue. Can you come take a look at this?” Jack yelled out. Mr. Cramer put the car in park and got out of the car. He walked around the back and over to the passenger side of the car. He saw Jack pointing at something but couldn’t tell what. “What?” Mr. Cramer asked. He got closer and suddenly Jack pushed him against the car, facing the hut. His hands were quickly placed on the roof of the car, spread out like he was going to be frisked. Jack’s body was firmly against his back, holding him in place. “I hear you’re looking for gifts. We like to make sure we satisfy all our customer’s needs” Jack whispered in his ear while reaching around and unbuttoning Mr. Cramer’s pants. “I love sloppy seconds too. Aaron and I give different experiences. He’s short and thick and I’m long and thin. Can you take 12 inches?” “Uh… I.. What? Uh… I don’t know” Mr. Cramer stammered out. He looked around and the area was deserted. The parking lot lights on this side of the car were out so he stood in the shadows. His pants were pulled down exposing his butt and there was a sizable pinkish wet spot on his white underwear. Jack pushed his hard cock between the two mounds and after a few pokes found the source of the oozing cum. Jack started to push and with the aid of the large cum load and the recently fucked hole, just slid his 12 inches of manmeat into Mr. Cramer’s wrecked hole. He got most of the way in and hit the second ring and with a hard shove, drove his cock all the way in. Mr. Cramer screamed out but only the birds and squirrels could hear him. Jack’s chest was against Mr. Cramer’s back and he could feel the bottom breathing heavy from the invasion. “Damn good there Mr. C. It usually takes a three or four tries to bottom out in most of our special customers” he said. His hips started rocking and the short strokes gave way to longer ones. Mr. Cramer pushed his ass back and Jack really began his fuck. With his hands on top of Mr. Cramer’s, holding him to the car, his body started pistoning almost the entire length of his cock. Mr. Cramer was whimpering from the cock ramming in deep and then pulling almost out. He had never experienced that much cock pumping in and out of him. Not one of the thrusts of cock was gentle. He felt Jack bounce off his ass as he bottomed out and then pulled back. His ass was under assault and he wasn’t sure how much more he could take. “Please… Breed me!” Mr. Cramer yelled out. Jack didn’t need to be told again. He jack rabbited the businessman’s ass, plowing in and out of the inner ring until his body started to shake and he shoved in, pinning Mr. Cramer to the side of the car. Waves of viral semen pumped into the helpless bottom. Jack gave a few final thrusts after the last cum shot and stood there with their torsos fully connected for a minute. Both were breathing heavy and as they returned to normal, Jack pulled his still stiff cock out of the puffy hole. Jack pulled a paper towel from his pocket and wiped his cock off and zipped up. Mr. Cramer stood there a few more moments and then pulled his pants up. His legs were wobbly, but he made it back around the car and plopped down in the driver’s seat. Jack closed the door and handed the papers and license back. “Thank you for renting with A1. We will see you back in a few days.” Jack said as he reached into the hut and pushed the button to open the gate. Mr. Cramer was still shaking as he drove through and out on to the road.

Part 64 - Return Call Steven was scrambling to get ready for work. He and Ryan had been fucking since they got back from their 2PM classes and his ass was full of charged cum. Ryan had just dumped load number three in his ass when he noticed the time and realized they were going to be late for work. Standing in the shower, he pushed it out and watched it run towards the drain, the water helping it along. He hated to do it, but with that much cum he knew it would want to escape at the least opportune time while he was working. They dressed and both walked over to the restaurant. Once again the manager asked Steven to wait tables. It seemed that he was getting asked to do it more and more so he felt that they had confidence in him and hopefully he would be doing it all the time soon. As he took the order from table 12, his phone buzzed. He knew he had to be careful when looking at messages while at work. So when he finally had a spare minute he ducked into the storage room and read it. “Are you available tonight after work?” He looked at the contact and it was from Mr. Snyder. He hadn’t heard anything from him since the first meeting a week and a half earlier. Steven’s heart started beating faster. He kind of had hoped that he wouldn’t hear from Mr. Snyder ever again, but he did like the money he got. Several thoughts went through his mind - was the one fuck enough to infect him? It was probably too soon but he could be. Did he want to meet so he could accuse him of pozzing him up? A man that rich could crush Steven and leave him broke and homeless on possibly in jail for the rest of his life. He showed the message to Ryan who told him he was being too dramatic and just go turn the trick and enjoy the extra cash. During the next lull Steven was back in the storage room and typed out a reply - “yes. meet out front again?” A few minutes later he got a simple reply - “Yes. 10:15” He finished his shift and he once again tried to clean up a bit in the bathroom before meeting Ryan out in back of the restaurant. Ryan kissed him and said “Have fun!” They walked along the side of the building and when they got to the street Steven spotted the SUV. Ryan turned left and headed back to his dorm room and Steven walked over to the truck. The driver opened the back door for him and he got in and was on his way to Mr. Snyder’s mansion. Steven was even more nervous than the first time he went. He felt guilty for not telling Mr. Snyder he was poz and quite infectious if the last test results he got from Tyler were to be believed. He tempered that guilt with the knowledge that Mr. Snyder was well educated and yet never questioned Steven about his status and willingly got fucked raw by him. They pulled up to the huge mansion and the driver opened the door. This time he went to the front door by himself. Before he could knock, the front door opened and there stood a guy with a bow tie and a black jockstrap and nothing more. He was about Steven’s age and height, slightly more muscular, dark close cropped hair but that was the extent of any hair he could find. The guy said “Welcome Steven. Our master awaits you” as he ushered him inside. Steven got a knot in his gut. He wasn’t anyone’s slave, sub or boy, unless someone was referring to Ryan, and even then that was not how their relationship worked. He followed the guy and passed the doors to the room he was in before. The guy opened another door and then descended down the steps to a lower level. They walked down a hallway and then the guy opened yet another door. He stood to the side and motioned that Steven should go inside. Steven walked in and saw a large sex room. It was like the one that Joe and Kyle used to have in the bedroom he now used, but much larger. He saw Mr. Snyder laying on a padded bench, his stomach on the leather and each wrist and ankle locked to the thick wood legs. As he walked towards him, he heard the door close behind him and the guy quickly walked past him until he was standing next to Mr. Snyder. Steven looked back and forth between the two and was unsure what to do. “I’m glad you could come tonight, Steven” Mr. Snyder said. “Yes, sir” Steven replied. “I thought you might like to meet one of my boys. I have a few on staff to keep me entertained. They are all bottoms, since I usually prefer the top role. It is only when I need to satisfy a different itch, that I bring in people such as yourself” Mr. Snyder said. There was a pause and he continued “Obviously, I enjoyed our last encounter. It was much more satisfying than the previous few. It’s nice to find a younger man who knows how to properly use another man. First, I want to watch you use Will, here. He has earned the privilege of being fucked by someone besides me. My cock has been the only one that has ever been inside him. Please use the mat in front of me so I can see and enjoy him as you wish.” Steven smiled and hoped that Will knew what he was getting into. He slowly disrobed and replied to Mr. Snyder “Yes, sir. Thank you.” He stood there naked trying to figure out what to do to make sure that Mr. Snyder was pleased with his performance. Thinking back on his fun with Ryan earlier, he was happy that he didn’t have a chance to blow his load during their fuck. Steven stroked his cock and moved to the mat. Will was already there, on his knees with his hands behind his back, awaiting Steven’s orders. Steven approached and stood in front of Will. He stood there for an extended period of time, waiting to see if Will would make a move to suck him before Steven told him what to do. Will stood there and Steven could see how eager he was to either suck or get fucked, but stood his place. Will licked his lips and Steven slapped his face firmly, but without much force. “You will wait until you are told what to do” Steven said sternly. Steven’s cock got harder by the second. Mr. Snyder may be the master around this house, but he was going to be the best alpha. Will had a look of shock in his face as he resumed his position and now expressionless face. Steven grinned and only looked over at Mr. Snyder with his eyes. He saw a slight grin and figured that he was doing a good job so far. He moved closer and his rigid cock was only two inches from Will’s lips. He stroked it a few times, pulling the foreskin back and watching a drop of precum form at the end of his cock. He held it there, taunting Will with his hungry cock. Will wasn’t going to move until told to do so. He already found out that Steven was almost as demanding as his master. His breathing got quicker, but he stayed in place even though he wanted to leap forward and swallow down the first non-white cock he had ever been this close to. Steven moved an inch closer and he could see Will tense up. He then leaned in and brushed his cock over Will’s lips, testing him a little more. Satisfied that Will would obey and was eager, Steven put his hand on the back of Will’s head and then told him “Suck it, Will.” Will opened his mouth and licked off the drop of precum, savoring Steven’s unique taste. His lips brushed against Steven’s cock as he took more of it into his mouth, using his tongue to slather spit over it and stimulate it more. Steven was slowly fucking Will’s head onto his cock, deeper and deeper each time. His cock nudged into Will’s throat and he was pleasantly surprised at the lack of gag reflex. He put his other hand on Will’s head and thrust in all the way. Other than a warm, moist throat enveloping his cock, Will did not protest or struggle. Instead, he massaged the end of his cock with throat muscles. Steven held him there, enjoying the feeling until he felt the muscles seem to spasm. He pulled Will’s head back and tilted it up towards his. Will was quietly gasping for air, refilling his lungs. Steven knew that Will was no stranger to this sort of treatment. With no struggle until his body instinctively showed his limit, Steven knew that Will was trained to serve and trust his master. Once he had replenished his oxygen supply, Steven pushed his cock back into Will’s waiting mouth. He released his hands and let the boy prepare his cock for its eventual anal entry. Will deepthroated Steven’s cock several times and pulled off after almost twenty minutes of oral stimulation. He looked up briefly to Steven and saw first his smile and then his nod. “Show me that ass” Steven said and Will turned around and presented his smooth butt. Steven kneeled and pulled the two halves apart. He spit on the hole and then pressed two fingers to the puckered ring. He rubbed the spit around the hole and then pushed them in. They sunk in easily and soon Steven knew why. He pulled them out and saw the creamy coating. He licked the tips and then fed his fingers to Will who eagerly sucked them clean. He heard Mr. Snyder quietly chuckle and knew that he had prepped Will’s hole. Steven jabbed his face into the crack and pushed his tongue in before sucking out some of the cum inside Will’s cunt. He could tell the move surprised Will, but he recovered quickly and braced himself for the next step. There was no need for any more foreplay and Steven sat up and shoved his cock into the freshly bred pussy. He drove in with one long, fast movement until his body slammed into Will’s. There was only the slightest of grunts from the bottom but Steven could feel his body race to adapt to the bare cock that was now fully implanted inside it. Before Will was completely ready, he pulled back and rammed in again feeling the quivering hole around his shaft. Steven began a series of slow, hard thrusts which forced much of Mr. Snyder’s cum out of Will’s hole. What was left was the bare minimum of lube coating Steven’s cock and the vulnerable walls of Will’s chute. Steven knew that this was the right time to pound the hungry cunt and abuse it enough to make it receptive to the virus that was slowly seeping into his body from his precum. He fucked hard and then harder still until he was pulling all the way out and then shoving back into the battered hole. Steven looked over and saw Mr. Snyder watch him fuck his sub ruthlessly. He didn’t have an expression of surprise or pleasure, but one of admiration. Steven’s pace picked up and the tightness in his balls increased. Holding on to Will’s hips, he slammed in several times, the last one bringing a flood of poz cum into the bottom’s well used hole. Steven growled as the pulses added spurts of jizz into the throbbing cunt. Steven pulled his cock out slowly, using his fingers to push any cum that tried to escape back into the confines of Will’s hole. He shoved two fingers in and roughly twisted them around, gouging his fingernails into the soft flesh. This last move caused the only real audible noises from Will. It was louder than a whimper and almost a quiet scream. One more twist and Steven pulled his fingers out and pressed them to Will’s lips. Will licked them clean and then started to turn around before he stopped, realizing he had received no instructions to do so. “That’s ok. Turn around, Will. Assume your sub position, facing your master” Steven said pointing to a spot to make sure he was off to the side so he could have a better view of the upcoming activities. The grin on Steven’s face told Will and his master that he was thinking of something devious. Steven stood and walked the few steps over to Mr. Snyder and pressed his cum covered cock to Mr. Snyder’s lips. Trapped, Mr. Snyder started to object but Steven’s hands on the back of his head told him it was futile. In seconds, his mouth opened and took the slime coated cock into his mouth. Steven slowly fucked in and out, making the master become his cocksucker. Steven heard Will gasp and assumed he had never seen his master forced into submission. He only spent a few minutes making Mr. Snyder clean his cock of the cum mixture before pulling out and saying “Very good.” Steven moved around to the back of Mr. Snyder and caressed the exposed butt. He moved his hand so that it ran up and down the crack and then pushed his middle finger into the crack so it dragged along from the taint to the hole. He pushed the dry finger into the hole and heard a moan from Mr. Snyder. If anything, it felt even tighter than the last time. Steven fucked and twisted his finger around until he could push a second finger in. He heard a pained groan as he screwed his fingers in harder. Will stood to the side, keeping quiet but the expression on his face showed his shock. Steven dripped a gob of spit onto his fingers and pushed them in and then added a third finger. Steven gave one last twist and pulled his fingers out. One step had him centered behind the millionaire’s ass, close but not touching. He looked down and saw the pucker wink at him and he knew that Mr. Snyder was anticipating his penetration. Steven dripped some spit and let it run down the crack, over the hole and down to the elder’s balls. He drew it out, waiting longer and making both Will and Mr. Snyder wait for the inevitable plunge. On their first meeting, Mr. Snyder was completely in control with what happened and when. Steven was taking advantage of this new situation and was going to do things his way this time. He reached down and circled the now quivering ring with his finger and pushed it in to the second knuckle and left it there. He heard Mr. Snyder clear his throat, but other than that he stayed silent. Will was craning his neck to try and see what was happening, but his master’s body blocked the view. The hole pulsed around his finger and Steven smiled. He waited several seconds more and then pulled his finger free and jammed his dripping cock into Mr. Snyder’s pussy. He was balls deep in only a second or two and heard a loud, pained grunt from his bottom. Will looked shocked as he watched his master being violated like he was but did not move from his position. Steven gave Mr. Snyder only a moment to get used to the cock in his tight cunt. He started with long strokes, pulling back slowly until just the tip of his cock was inside and then shoved back in. Each time was a little faster on the withdrawal until he had an even pace, fucking in and pulling back. He started moving his hips around and each thrust dug in at a different angle. He felt Mr. Snyder squirm on the bench and a quick slap of the lightly haired ass stopped that movement. He heard a quiet gasp from Will and smiled back at him. Steven gave a half dozen quick and hard thrusts and then went back to slow pulls and firm shoves. He could feel the hole getting slicker, no doubt from his precum and maybe some ass juice from Mr. Snyder. He marveled at how stiff his cock had remained since he first entered Will until now. He didn’t have a chance to take a vitamin V before the session, since he kept his small stash that Joe gave him at home. He wondered if the first fuck was enough to infect Mr. Snyder or whether this was the one that would do it. Of course with his more aggressive attitude this session, there might not be another meeting to fuck him again. He wasn’t sure that Mr. Snyder liked having an aggressive top after the previous session where he had been a Dominant bottom and told Steven he wanted to be in control. It didn’t matter. Steven wanted to fuck his way and while he liked the money, if this was the last time then he didn’t care. He started to fuck harder and grabbed Mr. Snyder’s hips to brace himself. Their skin slapped together and his formerly swinging balls started to draw up closer to his cock. He could feel the occasional spray of precum from Mr. Snyder’s swaying cock as he slammed into him. Steven jammed in one more time as his cock swelled and began shooting it’s charged payload into the abused tunnel. “Oh fuck yes, boy” Mr. Snyder exclaimed. The pulses faded and Steven started to slowly fuck the now sloppy hole. Something inside him wanted to keep fucking Mr. Snyder’s ass. He thought partly it was to do a thorough job and partly because it felt so good to have a tight cum filled hole gripping his cock. He knew he wouldn’t last very long and the third load of the night would be small but he fucked with determination. He heard a few grunts from Mr. Snyder and could tell that he wasn’t used to being fucked for as long as Steven had. He pounded for a few minutes more and then unleashed four last spurts of toxin into the battered hole. He slowly removed his cock and looked around the playroom to see if he could find a plug. Not seeing one he walked around Mr. Snyder and presented his dripping cock to Will. Will glanced over at his master and then back to the cock in front of him. He licked the charged cum off the shaft and then cleaned off Steven’s bush and balls. Steven patted him on his head and said “Good job, Will” before turning back to Mr. Snyder. “Thank you sir. I hope you enjoyed it.” Mr. Snyder was not used to being the one on the bench and looked back at Steven. “Yes, boy. That was a lot more than I was expecting. I may have misjudged your talents. The driver will have your payment. You may go now” Mr. Snyder said, still locked on the bench, sweating profusely and with labored breathing. Steven assumed that Will would release him, just as he assumed he had locked him down before Steven’s arrival. Steven had been careful to always face Will and Mr. Snyder so that they couldn’t see the brand, but he looked down at Will and walked right in front of him, the biohazard branded ass cheek just inches from his face. He thought he heard a slight gasp but he wasn’t sure. He took a towel from the table and wiped his cock off and put his clothes on. Steven showed himself out and heard the front door click shut behind him as he walked to the SUV. The driver was waiting with an open door and Steven climbed in. On the seat next to him was an envelope and he picked it up and held it for the ride back to the restaurant. The driver stopped and got out, opening the door for Steven. As Steven got out the driver said quietly “You must be good. Few ever go back for a second visit, much less get a bonus. Enjoy your night, sir.”

Part 59 - Helping the competition The team went to dinner and Ric was grabbing anything leftover on everyone else’s plate. Shane said “Someone worked up an appetite”. Ric smiled and nodded finally saying “I hit the gym and got a good workout.” The guys all laughed while the coach looked confused. They finished dinner and went back to the hotel. Walking through the lobby Ethan asked the coach “Hey coach, why did you move rooms? We were quiet last night.” “Uh, yeah. You might have been but the AC unit kept waking me up. They said they wouldn’t be able to fix it until Monday, so they gave me another room. Just pretend I’m next door and don’t get too loud” Coach Adams said. Max giggled, doubting the excuse. The guys went to their rooms and after an hour of watching TV, Shane told Marty and Zac “Ric already got some ass tonight, now I need some. You guys want to go prowling?” Ric laughed and said “Let me know if you need the room and I’ll go find some place to hide.” The three wandered around the hotel, eventually going back to the game room. At one of the racing simulators, they found two guys from a school they were usually competing against. This year, they had beaten Shane’s team badly since no one had been healthy for several meets. Lance was driving and doing pretty good. His teammate Lewis was watching and was the first to spot Shane’s group walk up. “Well, it’s the guys from the wounded Eagles. Got a cold again and can’t compete?” Lewis taunted. “Fuck you, Lewis. A whole bunch of guys at our school got the flu. We’re back and we’re better than ever” countered Shane. Lewis laughed and said “I bet you’d like to.” Shane thought quickly for a comeback and said “Nah, I heard you’re a really bad fuck. You can’t stay hard and your hole is loose from whoring yourself out.” He appeared to have hit a nerve, since Lewis just stammered and didn’t come back with a reply. Shane turned his attention to Lance and was watching him race. “Not bad, Lance. Looks like you can drive better than you dive” Shane said with a smile. “If I wasn’t about to win this race I’d punch you good” Lance said. Shane laughed and replied “You’re racing a couple six year olds in a Chuck E Cheese somewhere in Kansas, so you should win. You need some real competition.” “Yeah? Like you? You’d probably have to leave half way through the race to cough up a lung or puke” Lance said to Shane. “I think we should bet on it. What do you think? Five bucks? Loser skips the next meet?” asked Shane. “Five is too small and if we threw a meet we’d both get banned. You’re a fucking homo, how about loser bends over for the winner?” said Lance. “Hehe, good one Lance. I didn’t know you went that way. Now we know why Lewis is so loose. Sounds like a fun bet. I’m gonna love fucking that uptight ass of yours” Shane said. “No fuckin way, but I’m going to enjoy fucking you into the next county” Lance retorted. Shane sat down on the other seat and they dropped in their tokens into the machine. They set up the race and the three guys watched as Shane and Lance battled it out. They were pretty evenly matched, but in the end, Shane pulled ahead of Lance at the last corner and finished first. “FUCK!” yelled Lance. “You got that right. Just remember, I may fuck you but I’m not your boyfriend” Shane replied with a laugh. “Uh, best two out of three?” asked Lance nervously. “Nah. That wasn’t the bet. I… might… agree to double or nothing” Shane said following with a sinister laugh. “What do you mean?” Lance asked. “Simple. We race again. If I win, both you and Lewis let the three of us fuck you. If you win, we all walk away” Shane explained. “Oh god” Lewis said. “Uhhh… I don’t want to get fucked. I’ve never taken a dick before. Uh, Lewis, you ok with this?” Lance asked. “Fuck. I dunno. Do you think you can win this time?” Lewis asked, his voice tinged with fear. “Shit, I don’t have a choice. Its either win or get fucked. Ok, Shane, you’re on” Lance said. Shane popped the tokens into the machine and grinned as the countdown began. Lance took an early lead in the race, but Shane remembered that Lance had some problems with the twisty section in the middle of the track. He waited and pounced. He had a chance to bang into Lance’s car but decided to win cleanly. Four turns to go and they were even. Shane used another car as a pick and left Lance 2 car lengths behind at the finish line. Zac and Marty high-fived each other and Lance and Lewis yelled out “Shit!” simultaneously. “We can do this tomorrow, right?” asked Lance. “Nope. We don’t want you to run out and not pay your debt. Come on, back to your room” said Shane. “Uh, we cant use our room. There’s 2 other guys in there” Lance said in a panic. “You don’t want your teammates to watch you get gangbanged like a cheap whore? OK, I’ll be nice since you’re gonna give it up to all three of us” Shane replied as Shane, Marty and Zac led Lance and Lewis back to their room. They knocked on the door and then went in, finding Ric stuffing his cock back into his shorts and a gay porno was on the TV. “Oh shit! Uh, the deal was just the three of you, not four” Lance said. “Yeah, while it would be fun to add Ric here, that wasn’t the bet. I doubt you guys could handle his dick anyway. It’s a monster” Shane said. Lance sighed with relief. It was the first thing to go right this evening. “Ric, do you want to video our fuck session?” Marty asked. “No! No videos” screamed out Lance before begging “You can’t tell anyone about this either.” Shane chuckled and said “OK. But you owe us one.” Ric put a t-shirt on, grabbed his phone and book and walked out of the room. As the door shut, Shane asked “You guys ready to get fucked?” “Not really. I’m serious. I’ve never been fucked. Please go easy on me” Shane pleaded. “Fuck yeah, guys. We have a virgin here. This is gonna be fun. How about you, Lewis. Are you ready?” Shane said excitedly. “Uh, I guess” Lewis replied quietly. “I’m gonna guess that your holes aren’t prepped and I don’t want a mess on our bed, so Marty, take these guys into the bathroom and clean em out” Shane said. A look of fear came over Lance as he realized that Shane was going to go through with the bet. Marty ushered both guys into the bathroom while Zac and Shane covered the bed with a blanket they found in the closet. Marty got both Lance and Lewis naked and then told them how to use the shower douche to clean out their holes. He noticed that while Lance was obviously new to having to prep his ass to be fucked, Lewis seemed to be faking his lack of knowledge. When both guys passed Marty’s inspection, he pushed them out of the bathroom and towards the bed. Zac and Shane were standing there naked, slowly stroking their cocks. “I think the best way to do this is with you guys facing each other. That way you know how the other is getting fucked. But first, get on your knees and suck some cock” Shane commanded. Marty was out of his clothes in no time and the three of them stood together in a line, Shane in the middle and Marty and Zac on either side. Lance and Lewis got on their knees in front of the three and Shane looked down at the two. Lance was visibly shaking and Lewis seemed to be almost excited. “Well, start sucking. Get our dicks hard and wet” Shane said. Lance tentatively leaned towards Marty’s cock and licked the tip. Lewis looked over and saw Lance taste his first cock and felt his own cock start to stir. He reached out and lifted Zac’s hardening cock and started to suck. His tongue flicked around the head and shaft and then he took it into his mouth wrapping his lips around the rod. He slowly sunk lower on the cock, taking more of it into his mouth. It didn’t take long and Lewis was energetically sucking Zac’s cock. Marty’s experience was completely different. The blowjob was pretty bad, but the knowledge that Lance was sucking dick and was going to get bred by the three poz guys really turned him on. He had always hated Lance's pompous attitude. Shane was feeling a bit left out and decided he wanted a good blowjob, not what Marty was getting. He reached down and turned Lewis’s head towards his cock and was rewarded with him switching from Zac’s cock to his. Marty needed more from Lance and grabbed his head and started to fuck his face. Lance initially tried to fight back but soon was taking Marty’s cock into his throat. He gagged most of the time and Marty finally told him to start doing what he liked guys or girls to do to him when he got a blowjob. His sucking started to improve and Marty’s cock was now completely stiff and dripping precum into Lance’s mouth. Shane pulled his cock out of Lewis’s mouth and used his hand to steer Lance’s mouth towards his cock. He let him bob on his cock for a few minutes and then forced his cock all the way down, Lance’s face was pressed tightly to his trimmed bush. Lance struggled, but Shane held his head tight for several seconds and then let him pull off. “Now for the main event. On the bed, cocksuckers” Shane said. Lewis leaned back and got up, walking over to one side of the bed and climbed on, his ass hanging over the edge of the bed. By now, everyone knew that Lewis was no stranger to being an obedient bottom. Lance, slowly got up and reluctantly moved to the bed. He seemed to be surprised that Lewis was in position and ready to get fucked. “Come on, get on the bed on your knees like your buddy. Sooner you do it, the sooner we fuck and you can leave” said Shane. Lance bent over the bed instead of climbing on it. Shane said “OK, I guess that will do.” He grabbed the bottle of lube and dripped some into Lance’s virgin pucker and pushed it in with a finger. Lance gasped, having never felt anyone push anything into his ass before. Shane added more lube and worked it into Lance’s hole. Lance finally started to relax and was greeted with a second finger pushing in. “FUCK” Lance yelled out. Zac was the first to get behind Lewis and used spit to lube up his hole. His finger easily sunk into the warm pussy and Lewis squeezed a few times around his finger. He added a second then a third finger. A few more gobs of spit and Zac was pushing his bare cock into Lewis’s hungry hole. Zac snickered that he was the first one to get a cock in and then pushed all the way in. Lewis moaned as he felt Zac’s cock fill his hole and started to fuck himself on the stiff shaft. Zac’s hands took hold of Lewis’s waist and he started to fuck harder, meeting Lewis’s own movements. Shane looked over and saw Zac pounding Lewis and he still only had two fingers stretching out Lance’s tight sphincter. Marty was stroking his cock as he watched Shane open Lance up. He had only once tried to fuck a virgin and it was a disaster, so he was trying to learn what Shane was doing. Another minute of poking and twisting and Shane added a third finger. He was getting anxious, since Zac seemed to be having a great time fucking Lewis and wanted to feel his cock inside Lance. He pulled his fingers out and rubbed some lube on his throbbing cock and pressed the head of his cock against the closing hole. “Condom?” asked Lance. “I don’t like them. Bare is much better” said Shane as he pushed his cock inside. Lance clamped down, but Shane just pushed harder, thrusting his cock all the way in until his body was against Lance’s. “If you fight it, its just gonna hurt more” Shane said as he pulled back half way and then shoved back in. He heard Lance whimper and then relax. Lance now understood and Shane started to fuck like he had wanted to from the start. He fucked harder for a dozen strokes then slower and longer. He mixed it up so that Lance never knew what was going to happen next. “Have you ever fucked a guy, Lance?” Shane asked. There was a pause and when Shane slapped Lance’s ass Lance replied “Yeah, a couple times when I was really horny and I found a willing fag.” Shane started to fuck harder and heard Lance whine and whimper. “Now you know what its like to be some guy’s fuckhole.” Shane slammed in hard and felt his cock erupt in a shower of toxic cum. It coated Lance’s colon, painting every crevice and tear with a buggy layer of sperm. “Oh my god, did you just cum inside me?” Lance said, his voice quivering in fear. “Yep, properly bred and ready for Marty’s cock” Shane said, pulling his cock out. Marty quickly moved into place and rammed his cock into Lance’s abused hole. He looked over at Zac who was still hammering away at Lewis’s ass. Lewis had a look of contentment on him, enjoying the feeling of a guy fucking his ass the way it was meant to be used. Marty drove his cock in deep each time, there were no half strokes or gentle pumps of his cock. He had been close to cumming for a while and wanted to savor the recently deflowered cunt. Zac realized that he had been fucking Lewis for twice as long as Shane fucked Lance and he still hadn’t cum yet. He saw Shane coming over to his side of the bed and started fucking faster. His balls pulled up and his cock engorged as he let loose volleys of tainted cum. He knew that Lewis was an experienced bottom and didn’t question his raw cock fucking him for over 45 minutes. He may have given him his first toxic load or maybe just added to an already pozzed up ass. Either way, Zac’s poison was now deep inside his body. When Zac pulled out, Shane was there to see just how good a fuck Lewis was. He slid his cock into the cum filled chute and then grabbed Lewis by the shoulders and began to pound him. Lewis didn’t protest, he just grunted and moaned. Marty looked over and saw him with his eyes closed, taking a hard fuck like it was his duty. Lance on the other hand was squirming and whining with each thrust of Marty’s cock. Marty started to hammer Lance’s pussy. His balls were tingling and he needed to cum. He pushed in deep and held Lance tight, feeling waves of cum shoot into Lance’s unprotected cunt mixing with Shane’s charged load. Shane looked over and saw tears running down Lance’s face. The team captain had been turned into a cumdump for a simple wager on a video game. He drilled into Lewis’s hole and wondered just how many guys had fucked him. Was he someone’s personal fuckboy or were lots of guys using him. He sure seemed to be happy having guys fuck and breed him. Soon he was going to have another toxic load in him, trying to find a way in and become a part of him forever. Shane rammed in hard several times, grunting loud enough to cover the skin slapping together and then let the semen flow. Lewis said “Fuck yeah, I love that feeling” as his hole filled with Shane’s demon seed. Zac moved in behind Lance and rather than just plow his cock into him, he knelt down and started to feast on the swollen, cum soaked pussy. Lance jumped a little at the strange feeling, but was happy to have a break from the drilling that Shane and Marty had given him so far. His ass was on fire. Not just his hole, but he could feel it deep inside him. His guts had been punched and jabbed and then filled with another man’s cum. His cockiness had really gotten him into trouble this time. Zac was slurping and poking his tongue into the swollen hole. Lance was still pretty tight and his hole didn’t gape very long before it had closed up. Having sated his appetite for cum, Zac stood up and pushed his cock in. There was some resistance, but Lance was resigned to taking another cock into his no-longer-virgin hole. Zac wasnt as rough as Shane or Marty, but his persistent drilling of Lance’s hole made him ache in a new way. He had seen how long he had fucked Lewis and was worried that he would fall to the same fate. Lance looked up and Marty was now driving his cock into Lewis’s ass. He wondered how Lewis could take the pounding that these guys had given them and not be begging for it to end? Zac looked over at Marty and decided that they should cum together. He watched for the signs of impending orgasm and kept up his relentless pumping into Lance’s pussy. Just like he did with Lance, Marty was drilling Lewis hard. The expression on Lewis’s face never changed. He was in his element, being a total bottom and pleasing whatever top happened to be fucking him at that moment. Marty’s breathing changed and there were quiet grunts coming from him. Zac looked over and saw Shane take two pictures with his phone, one of Lewis getting fucked and one of Lance. He fucked faster and when he heard a loud groan from Marty he knew it was time. He didn’t know how he could pump so much cum again after breeding Lewis a short time earlier, but he did. Rope after rope of bug filled seed joined the cum left by Marty and Shane. Marty was laying on top of Lewis as his hips bucked and balls pumped more poz seed into the well used hole. Marty and Zac pulled out of their bottoms, being careful to let as little cum escape as possible. What did come out of Lance was definitely a shade of pink. Lewis’s more experienced hole took the fucking much better and wasn’t nearly as damaged. Shane laid down on the middle of the bed and looked back and forth between Lance and Lewis. It was a pair of contrasts - one content and fulfilled and the other panicked and embarrassed. “Thanks guys, I’m glad you decided to come through and pay up for the bet. I’m pretty sure you thought you were going to win, but I wanted it just a bit more. See you guys tomorrow at the camp. I hope you’re able to perform, Lance.”

Part 56 - Swim Meat It had been a rough season for the team. The first several meets they had been missing at least one swimmer that had been out with the flu. The coach had started to make sure that the team had been taking vitamins and getting flu shots, but it didn’t really help. Finally, the whole team seemed healthy and back to normal in time for a clinic up at the university about an hour north. It was a three day clinic where several coaches, college swimmers and ex-olympic athletes would give tips to all the swimmers. Coach Adams thought that this would be a good way to get his team back into competition shape. He even was able to coerce money out of they school district to pay for three hotel rooms so they didn’t have to commute each day. The team showed up after classes on Thursday with their gear bags and a duffle bag with clothes. Shane convinced the coach to let Ric join the team and be the go-fer and baggage handler. Reluctantly he agreed when Ric offered to pay for his own meals. They settled into the van and Coach Adams drove the team up to the university. When they pulled into the hotel, Ric got a big grin on his face. The sign said “Rest Inn Lodge” and he remembered it well. He hoped the manager that had been there during his stay with Dave would be there. The guys hopped out of the van and followed the coach into the lobby. Ric looked around and was trying to remember the name of the manager. The coach hit the bell and several seconds later Dennis walked out of the office at the same time a young blonde girl came running down the hall. Ric looked at Dennis and Dennis looked at Ric. Dennis couldn’t remember why Ric looked familiar and then it clicked. “Sarah, I’ll take care of this group. You can finish up with your other tasks” Dennis said. Ric saw Dennis wink at him and then Dennis said to the coach “Can I help you?” “Yes, I have three rooms reserved under Adams. We’re here for the swim clinic” Coach Adams said. “Let me check…” Dennis said and then continued “Ah, got it. Uh, we have a slight problem with your reservation. You wanted three rooms in a row. One of the rooms that we had assigned to you had a plumbing problem and is unusable. I have another room that is about six doors down, so you would have two together and then one a short ways away. Is that OK?” Dennis said. "Uh, not really. I need to be able to chaperone these high school kids and it will be hard to do that if one is not with the others” the coach said, exasperated. “I’m sorry, but there aren’t many other alternatives. We only have a few other rooms available since people are in for the seminar and other university activities this weekend. The only other alternative is to have you spread even farther apart and on different floors” Dennis explained, giving Ric another wink. Ric nudged Shane and nodded. Shane then said “Come on, coach. We don’t have much of a choice. We’ll promise to be on our best behavior.” “That’s what I’m afraid of. It’s not like we have much of a choice. OK, we’ll take it” Coach Adams said. “I’d recommend you take one of the two that are together and put the ones you think will be uh… troublesome next to you.” Dennis said. “That’s all of them. I should have brought rope to tie them up so they don’t get loose” the coach said. “That, I can help you with…” Dennis said as a couple of the team gasped and then he said “I’m just kidding.” Dennis programmed the keys and handed them over. “Here’s two keys for room 141, four keys for room 143, and four keys for room 152. If there’s anything I can do, please let me or any of my staff know.” Ric chuckled when he heard room 152. That was the room he lost his virginity in and got pozzed in too. He nudged Shane again and whispered “we get 152.” “Oh Mr. Adams, let me send down some adult beverages for you as compensation for the inconvenience. What would you prefer?” Dennis said just as the team started to leave. “Oh, thanks. Uh… light beer would be great” the coach replied. Ric, Shane, Marty, Zac took the keys for room 152. Ric looked back and saw Dennis motion for him to come closer at the end of the counter. Dennis whispered “You were here before, right?” and Ric nodded. “And in that room for a special night?” Dennis then asked. “Yeah, and you visited for some fun” Ric replied quietly. “OK, I thought so. Try and keep the coach from seeing the room. I wasn’t sure, but I thought you guys might want some space to play. Stop by later and fill me in, ok?” Dennis said, giving Ric a wink. Ethan, Toby and Max took the room next to the coach and they all went to their rooms to unpack. Coach Adams dropped his bag and was just about to check on each of the guys rooms when Dennis arrived with a six pack of light beer in a bucket of ice. “Please make sure that your students don’t raid your stash. The police usually stop by a few times a night during the weekends to make sure there’s no underage drinking going on” Dennis said. The coach took the beer and set it back in the room on the counter next to the sink. As he walked towards the door, the entire team was there asking about dinner. Ric had gone back to the front desk and spotted Dennis who ushered him into the office. “So, how are you doing?” Dennis asked. “Fuckin, great” Ric said. “I heard from Dave that you’re in the club now. Congrats” Dennis said and Ric replied “Thanks” with a huge grin. “So, did you share with these guys? Or are they still neg?” Dennis asked. Ric chuckled. “I tagged them all. I got three and then we took care of the rest of the team. We have a very positive senior class.” “Fuck yeah. Are you planning on having any fun while you’re here this weekend?” Dennis asked while rubbing his bulge. “I know that some of the guys are hoping to find other swimmers to fuck, but I don’t think theres a plan” Ric explained. “And what about the coach? Gay? Straight? Bi? I kind of got a vibe from him” Dennis then asked. “No clue. I know we have a couple gay teachers at school, but they try and stay in the closet, at school anyway. I know the coach isn’t married, but I don’t know what team he plays on” Ric said. He reached over and rubbed Dennis’s cock through his pants and smiled before saying “I hope I can taste this again this weekend.” “Oh yeah! And let me know if you need help with any legal neg guys you find” Dennis said as Ric walked out of the office. Ric was walking down the hall and met the team walking the other way. “We’re heading to dinner” Shane said. The team ate dinner and then the coach drove everyone back to the hotel. “We need to be a eating a light breakfast at 7:30 AM and In the van with your gear at 8:30. Checkin at the clinic starts at 9. I’ll be checking on you guys this evening. You better not be causing trouble. This is a training camp, not a party” the coach barked to the team as they walked through the lobby. Each group went to their rooms and the coach went to his. He grabbed a cold beer and then went to look around the hotel to see what places that the team should be avoiding. He found the gym and noticed several new looking pieces of equipment and then looked at the locker room and sauna. “I’m going to have to spend some time in here, relaxing” he thought. He finished his beer and dropped it into a waste bin and found the breakfast area and then the bar. He sat down at the bar and ordered a pint of beer and watched the sports recap on TV. Dennis walked through the bar several times as he usually did making sure that the hotel was running smoothly and checking out Coach Adams. At one point an attractive woman that looked to be a few years older than the coach took a seat next to him and seemed to be hitting on him. The coach seemed to be disinterested and finally she gave up and found an older businessman to use her charms on. He ordered another beer and continued watching TV and checking his phone. Dennis noticed he seemed to have a text conversation going with someone. Dennis got more interested and sent his own text message and before too long, his boyfriend Corey showed up. Corey sat down a couple stools away from the coach and ordered a drink. Soon he was talking to the coach, first about whatever sports news was on the TV and before too long, they were facing each other, talking. Dennis knew how good Corey was at picking up both straight and gay guys and getting the straight guys to take a walk on the wild side. After the third pint, the coach and Corey got up and started walking out of the bar. Coach Adams walked by and stopped in front of each of the team’s rooms and listened. All he heard was a TV from both rooms and then walked with Corey back to his room. “We have to be quiet. My team is next door” the coach whispered to Corey before he pulled him close and kissed him. Corey slid his hand underneath the coach’s polo shirt with the logo of the school on the chest. The shirt was pulled over his head and thrown on the floor. Corey backed the coach towards the bed without his tongue ever leaving the coach’s mouth. With the coach on his back, Corey unbuckled the belt and unbuttoned the coach’s jeans before pulling them off. The coach laid there in just a pair of trunks with a sizable bulge and wet spot. He looked down at the coach and quickly took his clothes off. Corey climbed on the bed and lowered his cock to the coach’s mouth while Corey licked and chewed on the coach’s cock through his underwear. The coach's warm mouth took Corey’s cock in deep and Corey could tell he had an expert cocksucker blowing him. He started to fuck the coach’s mouth and the coach flicked his tongue all around Corey’s shaft. Corey was working the coach’s cock over too, soon dispensing with the underwear and swallowing his cock to the base. Corey was trying to decide whether to fuck or be fucked and came to the conclusion that his rock hard and dripping cock needed to be planted as deep as possible in the coach’s ass. Dennis knocked on the door and heard the guys inside laughing and then shushing each other. The door opened just a crack and Ric’s face filled the gap saying “Yes?” Ric looked out and saw Dennis with a large grin on his face and then opened the door wider and pulled him inside. Dennis looked around and saw four naked swimmers. Ric looked like he had just gotten caught with his hand in the cookie jar and the other three were quickly trying to get out of the compromising positions they were in. Dennis chuckled and said “Good, I’m glad you’re making use of the room. Your coach is going to be occupied for a little while, so don’t worry about him interrupting your fun. You might want to let the other room know, but tell them the coach is in his room, so don’t be too obvious.” “Fuck yeah!” said all four. Ric then said “Do you want to join us? I’m sure any one of us would love to feel that cock inside them.” “Uh, are you all 18 or older?” Dennis said nervously. “All legal and toxic” Shane replied with a huge grin. It only took three seconds and Dennis was naked too. Zac took nearly as long to be kneeling in front of Dennis licking at his balls and cock. Ric moved behind Dennis and was feeling his body all over. After spending so much time with the shaved swimmers, he really enjoyed running his hands through Dennis’s fur. Dennis seemed to be enjoying it too and the three moved closer to the bed, since Shane and Marty were all over the couch with Shane laid out on his back and Marty devouring his cock. Zac slid under Dennis and tried to swallow down on his cock while Dennis was licking the charged precum that was drooling out of Zac’s cock. Ric spread Dennis’s ass apart and dove in tongue first. Ric loved the scent that Dennis was giving off and was licking up the sweat as much as he was digging his tongue into Dennis’s hole. Dennis was growling and moaning. It had been a while since he had been in the middle of a three-way and wanted to take full advantage of it. Zac was covering his cock with a thick coat of spit and Ric was prepping his hole with his tongue, spit and fingers. Corey climbed off the coach and moved between the coach’s muscular legs. While the coach no longer had the swimmer’s build of his youth, he had kept in very good shape and still had the rounded, muscular bubble butt that most of his sex partners loved. His close cropped dark hair accented his gray-green eyes. He kept his body hair shaved like the swimmers he coached. His pubes were trimmed and surrounded his seven inches of average thickness cut meat. He stood a bit taller than most of his swim team at 5 foot 9. Corey rolled the coach on to his stomach and slapped his ass before pulling it apart and started to rim him. He felt the coach push his ass up, trying to get his tongue in deeper. Corey obliged and began to tongue fuck his hole. The coach was working his ass muscles around Corey’s tongue and Corey replaced his tongue first with one finger, then two. The coach was moaning as Corey’s fingers got deeper and at one point Corey told the coach to be quiet to not let the team members next door hear him. The coach buried his face in the bed and Corey added a third finger to his pussy. After adding some more spit Corey moved up and slid his stiff shaft between the tight ass cheeks and then pressed into the pucker. He felt the coach relax and his cock slid slowly inside, aided by the spit and now precum that was oozing from his cock. The coach raised his ass a little higher and squeezed his ass muscles around Corey’s cock. Corey began to wonder if the coach was total bottom or just an experienced one that could flip. He fucked harder and deeper until his pubes were pressing against the coaches bubble butt. He pressed a hand on the coach’s back, between the shoulder blades forcing his face into the now bouncing bed. Corey let out quiet grunts, but he secretly wanted to be as vocal as possible to let the swim team know that he was fucking their coach. His cock drove deep into the coach's cunt over and over until he started to hear the coach beg him. “Fuck yeah”, “wreck that hole”, “Gimme that load” came in between grunts and groans. Corey smiled and thought “Oh yeah, this fucker knows its bare and wants me to breed him.” Dennis had told him to make it a long fuck and Corey hoped that he had gone on long enough, since he really couldn’t delay his orgasm much longer. The next time he heard the coach beg him to breed him he plunged deep into his hole and felt his seed pump inside. His sweaty chest was on the coach’s back as his cock throbbed and his hips rolled, forcing the shaft in as far as it would go. The coach moaned out when he felt the hot cum flood his guts saying out loud “oh god, yes” and he milked Corey’s cock of every drop of seed. Dennis leaned upward and Ric did the same. “On your knees, boy” Dennis barked out at Zac who quickly removed his mouth from Dennis’s cock and turned around as fast as he could. He stood on all fours in front of Dennis who covered his fingers in spit and worked it into Zac’s quivering hole. Two fingers pushed into the tight pussy and Dennis stretched the hole out, getting it ready for his thick cock. Dennis added a third finger and twisted roughly before moving closer to Zac and slammed his cock in immediately after he pulled his fingers out. Zac screamed out from the sudden intrusion. Ric grabbed Zac’s speedo and stuffed it into his mouth to muffle any further screams. Dennis hammered away at Zac’s hole until Rick climbed behind him and then he just pushed deep into Zac and stayed there. Ric took his clue and lined his dripping cock at Dennis’s hole and plowed in all the way with one firm stroke. Dennis groaned loudly as Ric’s long, thick cock tore into Dennis’s tight hole. “Fuck, that’s a sweet pussy” Ric whispered into Dennis’s ear. His cock throbbed and Dennis whimpered, the pain in his ass was incredible from the invasion, but it turned him on knowing that Ric knew how to knock up guys by destroying their hole and then dumping his toxic sperm inside. When he had recovered a bit, he pushed back against Ric, giving himself enough room to fuck into Zac and then back on to Ric. Dennis was sweating profusely, partially from Ric’s rough entry and also from fucking. Zac was working his ass muscles, greedily trying to get Dennis to breed him. He enjoyed feeling Dennis poke into him deep, not as deep as Ric usually did, but still filling his ass up with cock. Dennis’s thrusts got harder, slamming into Zac and then Ric. He couldn’t believe how deep Ric’s cock went inside him, easily slamming into his inner ring. He knew he was going to get bred deep and hoped that Ric’s virus was going to give him the recharge that he craved. Marty was riding Shane’s cock with even more energy than he had before. He steadied himself with one hand on the back of the sofa and the other on Shane’s chest, tweaking his nipple occasionally. That usually elicited a big thrust from Shane’s hips and Marty loved feeling his best friend fill his ass up with poz cock. He looked over and saw Ric drilling into the hotel manager who was pounding Zac. He liked how Zac looked with his speedo stuffed in his mouth while he was getting fucked by the much bigger, bearded and hairy hotel manager. He hoped that he could get fucked in a three way like that, but wasn’t sure whether he wanted to be in front or the middle. He started squeezing his hole around Shane’s cock as he pulled up and looked back down at Shane’s face. He had a big grin that was accented by the patch of hair Shane had grown on his chin. Marty thought it looked hot, unlike Shane’s parents who harassed Shane endlessly about it. Shane was thrusting his hips up to meet Marty’s downward pushes and Shane’s cock started to swell. Marty knew the feeling well, having taken hundreds of Shane’s loads - first when they were neg and more recently when they had a lot more bite. He waited until he heard the familiar grunt and then forced himself down, taking all of Shane’s pulsating cock deep in his pussy. The warmth of Shane’s charged load filled him up again and he was in heaven. The coach laid there with Corey’s cock deep inside him. He’d clamp down on the softening shaft, trying to get another few drops of cum inside him. Corey was laying on top, their sweaty bodies glued together. After several minutes, Corey rolled off and laid on the bed next to the coach who moved down and started to lick the soft shaft, balls and pubes. Corey was sure that his cock was now clean, but the coach continued to nurse on his cock which was starting to get hard again. He looked down at the coach and said “You want more?” The coach looked back and let the cock drop out of his mouth saying “Yeah, its been months since my boyfriend got deployed and I haven’t been fucked since he left.” Corey laughed and said “Ok, but this one has to be quick since I have to get home before my boyfriend does.” He leaned up and pushed the coach on his back and lifted his legs up. Corey pushed him back and saw some cum dripping out of the coach’s abused hole. He pushed the cum up with his rigid cock on to the puckered hole and slid back inside. The cum filled hole felt silky around his rod and he gave the coach long strokes letting him feel all of his cock. Each thrust got harder and it didn’t take long until he was pounding in yet again. The coach was letting out grunts and yelps and Corey leaned forward and placed his hand over the coaches mouth. He slammed in hard and then slowly withdrew. BAM! he slammed in again and pulled back even slower. The coach’s eyes were wide open and staring back at Corey’s face, which had a sinister looking grin. BAM BAM! Corey slammed in, pulled back and slammed in again. Corey could see that mixture of excitement and fear in the coach’s eyes. BAM! he thrusted in again, each time forcing the coach further across the bed. He only had a few more before he would have to pull him back so he didn’t fall off the edge. His cock was throbbing and his balls were churning. BAM! Corey slammed in again, his cock pushing into the soft walls of the coach’s chute. He heard a whimper escape around his hand and closed his eyes. With one final slam, Corey unleashed a second flood of cum into the coach’s hungry hole. When the spurts of seed stopped, Corey leaned back, taking his hand off the coach’s mouth. “Oh my god, that was intense. I’ve never been fucked like that!” exclaimed the coach. Corey was panting and his cock hurt from the rough fuck. “I hope it wasn’t too much” Corey said as he pulled his cock out and sat back on the bed. “Fuck no! I’ve always wanted to try it rough and I loved it” the coach replied. He crawled over and started licking Corey’s cock and then stopped. “I think I taste a bit of blood though. I’m gonna be sore tomorrow” the coach said before quickly licking the rest of the cum off Corey’s cock. Dennis started grunting louder and Ric could feel his hole pulse around Ric’s thrusting cock. Ric knew that Dennis was about to cum so he wrapped his arm around Dennis’s chest, letting him pull Ric along with each shove into Zac’s surely wrecked hole. Dennis let out a growl and everyone knew he was one step away. “FUCK!” he yelled out and unleashed a torrent of viral seed into Zac’s newly poz hole. The orgasm milked Ric’s load out of him and he pumped a huge load of his own strain into Dennis’s guts. Ric’s chest was tight against Dennis’s sweaty back and he ran his fingers through the sweat soaked hair on Dennis’s chest. Their bodies were heaving together as they gasped for air. He heard Zac mutter “fuck yeah” over and over. Zac, Dennis and Ric finally pulled apart and Marty and Shane hurried over and joined them on the bed, Marty sucking Dennis’s cock and Shane slurping on Ric’s. Marty pulled off and said to Dennis “You really wrecked his hole.” Dennis patted Zac on the head and said “Thanks, you really took it well.” Zac smiled enjoying the feeling of his hole throbbing and coated with another man’s toxic cum. “I have to get going guys. Let me know if you want any help with other guys you find at the swim clinic” Dennis said as he got up. Marty’s hope of taking Dennis’s cock would have to wait another day. Dennis put his clothes back on, leaving the tails of his shirt hanging out and just draping his tie around his neck. “Shit! I gotta get home” Corey said, looking at the alarm clock in the room. He quickly got dressed and slapped the coach’s naked butt before saying “Bye and thanks. That was fun” and then heading out the door. Corey walked down the hallway and met Dennis walking out of the orgy room. He high-fived his boyfriend and they walked out to their car.

Part 5 - The Talk Once again, Mark was jolted awake by his phone. He got up and went into the bathroom and took a long piss. He washed his hands and face, trying to wake up. He grabbed the hookup phone and put it on the charger. He checked the time and it was 3:20. Time to leave. At the last second, Mark grabbed a packet of lube and put it in his jeans pocket. He was planning on taking Joey and his roommate out for a pizza and then hit a few bars after Joey and he had 'taken care of business'. Hopefully he could find someone for a bathroom fuck at one of the bars - he loved fucking straight guys in bars but he hadn’t done it since he got pozzed. Driving over to the apartment he had a knot in his stomach. He had rarely had serious discussions with his brother. He had always looked out for him and given him advice, but this was different. Hopefully it would go okay. He parked and walked up to the building he was in just an hour or so ago. Shaking his head he thought 'Sometimes life is really strange'. Walking up the staircase he found the apartment on the third floor and knocked. He heard someone coming closer and the door then was unlocked. The shock was immediate and the knot in his stomach got much bigger. It was the guy he fucked earlier. Both looked at each other in disbelief. Mark raised his finger to his mouth, telling the guy to stay quiet and got a nod from the guy's stunned face. “Hi I’m Joey’s brother Mark. Is he back from classes yet?” Mark stated, trying to be as calm as possible. “Oh… uh.. hi. Yeah, he’s just changing clothes right now. Come on in.” Mark went in to the apartment and glanced around. It reminded him of Joey’s room in high school but bigger and even messier. The smell of pot hung in the air and on the table in front of the couch were a couple pipes and a small bong. “Have a seat wherever. I’m Kyle, Joe’s roommate.” Mark put out his hand and shook Kyle’s hand like any straight guy would. Kyle still looked stunned and pale. Mark made a mental note to himself 'It’s no longer your kid brother Joey, he’s now Joe'. “Do you want a beer?” asked Kyle as he walked to the kitchen. “Sure, thanks” Mark said as he sat down. He heard the toilet flush and the sink run a bit and out came his brother into the living room. Mark got up and met his brother and hugged him, exclaiming "Damn, it's good to see you again, Joe.” The hug lasted longer than Joe expected and Mark’s firm grip on his brothers back surprised him. Mark had never been that affectionate before. “Good to see you, man," Joe answered as Mark finally stepped back and looked his brother over and smiled. Joe was about the same height as his roommate, maybe a bit taller and more muscular. He had his hair in a short wide mohawk and had a chinstrap beard. His ears were both pierced and plugged. The t-shirt he had on was form fitting and showed his body off. The jeans he had were ripped and he was barefoot. Yeah, he was no longer a kid and is becoming his own person, thought Mark. Joe was also checking his brother. “Nice ink, Dude. Does mom know?” Joe asked. Kyle passed out the beers and they all sat down - Kyle and Joe on the couch, Mark in the chair facing them. Kyle started to pack a bowl which caused Mark to chuckle. “So Mom and Dad are pissed at me, huh?” Joe started saying. Mark laughed but knew that Joe’s statement was pretty close to the truth. “Not pissed, just worried. Do you want to talk alone or….” “Nah, Kyle’s cool and knows everything anyway” Joe replied before Mark could finish his sentence. Mark took a breath and said “So, just between the three of us, what the fuck is going on?” At that point Kyle flicked the lighter and took a big hit and passed the pipe to Joe. Joe did the same and after he exhaled the pot smoke into the air looked at Mark. “Well, I got thrown off the team for failing a drug test.” “I didn’t think they threw you off for pot. Hell, most of the guys I knew on the teams were big pot smokers when I was here. Its not really a performance enhancing drug,” Mark commented, laughing at the last part and reaching for the pipe and lighter. Mark took a hit from the bowl and finished it off, enjoying the hit as he felt it spread through his body. Putting the pipe down, he looked at Joe waiting for the rest of the truth. The pause was uncomfortable and Mark added “So what’s the part you’re not telling? I’m not gonna yell at you, I just want to know and help if I can.” Mark looked at Joe, then Kyle and back to Joe. The silence was broken by Kyle, which surprised Mark. “Tell him Joe, tell him everything. I think he’ll be cool with it.” Mark looked at Kyle and nodded, seeing a different side of the guy he had fucked earlier. Joe started to protest and Kyle looked at him sternly and said “Tell HIM”. Joe glared at Kyle with a very pissed off look. After a few moments, Joe started “oh, fuck. Here it goes. Well, I was caught fucking a couple of the other guys on the team. Uh, more than once. And it wasn’t pot that I tested positive for, it was a bunch of other drugs.” There was a pause, but before Mark could say anything, Joe continued announcing “Yeah, I’m gay. Happy? Is that what you wanted to know? Surprised? Your supposedly straight jock little brother is a fag? Yeah, I like cock. I like ass. I like getting fucked and fucking guys. I like a whole lot of shit you probably would freak out about. And before you ask, yes. Kyle is my boyfriend." After he vented, Joe just broke down and started crying as Kyle held him close. Mark let Joe get it all out. He was sick that he had just caused his brother so much pain yet strangely turned on by finding out his brother was gay too. He always had thought his brother was sexy. What were the chances that both kids from uber-straight, homophobic parents would be gay. Mark needed to let Joe know it was okay and he might as well out himself since Kyle would do it sooner or later. “Joey… uh, Joe. It's okay. Gay, straight, trans… I don’t care. You are what you are and I’ll love you just the same.” Joe looked up and wiped the tears from his face “I’m sorry if I let you down, Mark.” With that comment, Mark almost got angry. “Let me down? Don’t let me ever hear you say something like that again. Being gay is not something to be ashamed of. Its a part of who you are just like being blonde or hairy or hung. Be proud. Enjoy the sex, the friendships that you make and meeting other gay people. We have enough of a problem being persecuted by homophobic assholes that we need to stick together and support each other.” Joe looked at Mark confused. 'Did he just say we’? Joe asked himself, only to decide to voice the question: “We?” Mark smiled back at Joe “Yeah, WE. Your big brother is a homo too. Capisce? Happy?” The three of them laughed at the last word. Joe responded “Fuck yeah, I’m happy! I’ve been dreading this day for almost 10 years. I never would have thought that it would work out this good.” “Well, don’t count on mom and dad taking it as well. It may just kill them if they find out both of their kids are queer” Mark said and they all laughed. Kyle got up and grabbed a six pack out of the fridge and handed a beer to each of them. Mark toasted Joe and Kyle “To being gay” and they clinked the bottles and took a big swig. For the next couple hours they drank and smoked, revealed some of their exploits and the times they were sure they were caught by each other or their parents. Joe and Mark hadn’t been this close or opened up to each other since they were in grade school. Mark ordered a pizza as the munchies took hold and when the delivery guy showed up they laughed since all three of them had fucked the guy. As the clock tipped past 10:00 PM they ran out of beer. Mark broke the news and said “Well, I was hoping we would go out to a bar tonight and relax after our ‘meeting.’ You guys interested? And thank god we don’t have to go to a straight bar.” “Fuck yeah!” Joe and Kyle answered in unison. Joe and Kyle changed their clothes and Joe said “I know a great place to go. Its only a few blocks from here.” “Great," Mark replied, adding "But I need to piss first,” as he walked to the bathroom. He left the door open and as he finished up and turned around he saw both guys at the doorway watching. “Too bad we couldn’t see the good stuff” said Joe. The guys walked over to the club and were joking and laughing the whole way. They stood in line for a bit and when they made it to the door, the bouncer asked “Who’s your daddy, Joe?” Mark laughed and then looked at the bouncer a bit closer and chuckled saying “Don’t take shit from Tony, Joe. He’s just a big teddy bear." The bouncer, who stood 6 foot 4 inches of solid muscle, stood up and stared down at Mark. A grin immediately followed as he exclaimed “Holy Fuck! Mark! It's great to see you bud. God I miss that cock”. Tony gave Mark a big bear hug and picked him up. The rest of the people in line had prepared for a fight and were relieved to see it was just old friends. Many were laughing about Tony wanting Mark’s cock. "It must be good" said one guy. Tony finally let Mark down and stamped all three of their hands, not collecting the cover charge. “I’ll see you in a bit Mark, when I get a break” said Tony as the three guys went into the club. The music was thumping and the floor was filled with guys dancing. Most were shirtless and some were almost naked with just a jockstrap or thong. Along one side was a large bar with some tables scattered around. They filtered through the crowd and it was obvious that Joe and Kyle knew a lot of the crowd - there were a few hugs and several asses slapped. They found a table that was empty and Mark headed to the bar. There were three bartenders working and he really liked their uniforms - a black jockstrap and a pair of Chucks. It displayed their sweaty bodies nicely and gave him something to lust over while he waited. Mark noticed that each of the bartenders had dollar bills stuck through the top strap, so he wasn’t sure if that was where they stored tips or if they danced too. He didn’t have to wait too long and one of the bartenders came over and yelled “whatcha need?” Mark gazed at the guy a bit too long, taking in his tight Latino body, six pack, smooth caramel skin with several prominent tattoos and a nipple ring. He had a bit of hair on his pecs and a thicker trail down to a sizable bulge in his jockstrap. There were glow sticks wrapped around his biceps showing off the muscle. His gaze was interrupted as the bartender yelled again “WHATCHA WANT?” Embarrassed, Mark yelled back “Three shots of Patron and three PBRs.” The bartender smiled, and gave him a wink and took off to get the drinks. Mark stared at his hot ass, perfectly framed by the jock’s leg straps, as he walked away and Mark felt his cock twitch. Soon the bartender was back with the drinks on a tray - three rocks glasses with a generous shot of tequila, three limes, a salt shaker and three tall cans of Pabst. The bartender yelled out “Thirty bucks, and I need the tray back right away.” Mark peeled off a 20 and two 10s handing 30 to the bartender and then reached over and stuffed the other 10 into the pouch of his jockstrap. Grabbing the tray, he carefully headed back to the table, dropping off the drinks. Mark never cared for the tequila ritual of salt and lime, so he just grabbed the glass as Joe and Kyle licked and salted their hand. “Salut” yelled Mark and they each downed their shots. Mark collected the glasses, salt shaker and spent limes and took them back to the bar and motioned to his sexy latin bartender that he had returned the tray and glasses. The bartender blew him a kiss and Mark blew one back and went back to the table. The table always seemed to have someone stopping by to say hi and he was introduced to many guys: Tim and Brandon, CJ and Nick and Stephanie and… ugh, he would never remember them all which was okay since he would likely never see them again. Joe and Kyle asked “How about we dance?” Mark, however, replied “You can. I’ll hold down the table,” and with that Joe and Kyle were off to the dance area. Mark watched them for a while, nursing his beer and enjoying the sight of his little brother dirty dancing with his boyfriend. At one point he saw Joe slide his hand down the back of Kyle's pants and Mark laughed, wondering if his load was still inside. Suddenly Mark felt a hand on his shoulder and two beers plopped down in front of him. It was Tony. “How the fuck are you?” was Tony’s greeting. “Doing great. Just back visiting for the weekend and checking up on Joey.” Mark and Tony chatted a bit and caught up. At one point Mark mentioned that he had a hotel for the weekend and maybe Tony could stop by before he left and sample his cock one more time. Tony looked down and then moved his head next to Mark’s ear and quietly stated “I’d love to play with you, but we gotta do it covered this time. I’m poz.” Mark turned his head and grinned at Tony and privately told him “No, we don't have to cover up. I'm also poz, but keep it quiet. I don’t want Joe to know yet.” Tony immediately had his smile back and they both hugged. Tony leaned in and told Mark “I haven’t said anything to Joe about you being gay. Does he know?” “Oh yeah, he does now. It has been an interesting day.” Mark made sure that he had Tony’s current number in his phone and Tony headed back to work just as Kyle walked up dripping with sweat and his t-shirt tucked into his jeans. Mark thought 'Damn he looks so fuckable right now' and almost wanted to bend him over and breed him again. Kyle took a swig of his beer and said “Joe is talking to a bud trying to score more weed. He’ll be back in a few.” “Cool” Mark replied and added “I’m gonna take a leak. Gotta recycle this beer.” Kyle said to Mark “Why don’t you wait 'til Joe gets back. I hate standing here alone, I feel like a loser.” Mark laughed and said “Sorry, nature calls and I can’t hold it much longer. You’ll be fine.” Mark headed over to the restroom and walked in. He was amazed at how big it was. How things change in a few years. He guessed gay clubs in college towns are no longer the dives they kept hidden like when he went to school. There were plenty of urinals, several stalls, a bunch of sinks and there seemed to be two connected rooms. He saw one stall with its door open and a guy fucking another just like he was in the airport the day before. He spotted an open urinal near the end and hurried over to it, whipping out his cock and pissed like crazy. Over his shoulder he heard a bunch of guys yelling and cheering. Once he finished pissing, he stuffed his cock back in his pants, quickly rinsed off his hands, and stepped into the other room to confirm what he suspected was going on. There was a group of about a dozen guys circled tightly around a guy who was bent over getting spit roasted. Mark moved in closer and watched the guy to his right drill the bottom slut. The guys to the sides were all stroking their cocks, some blowing their loads on the slut’s back. Mark pulled his cock out and started to stroke. The guy to his left let out a “Holy fuck, this dude’s pierced.” Mark blushed as everyone looked over to see his hard cock and 0 gauge PA. The guy to Mark’s left reached over and stroked Mark’s cock, gripping it tightly, and Mark reached over and stroked the guy's cock. The guy to his right grunted, bending over the slut, slamming his cock balls-deep as he came. The guy pulled out, his cum clearly oozing out of the slut’s hole. The guy to Mark’s left nudged him over and said “I want to see you fuck this cumdump.” A few of the other men nodded, as each stroke himself. Mark moved over and rubbed some of the cum on to the head of his cock and rested the ring on the slut's hole. Pushing in, the sluts well lubed and stretched hole swallowed up his thick cock. Once he was all the way in, he started fucking for all he was worth, totally enjoying the slut's hole. The guy to his left leaned over and kissed him while pinching his nipple. His thrusts got harder and harder the more his nips were played with. He felt his balls start to tighten and then the guy twisted his nip hard. That was all it took and Mark started to flood the slut with his venom. One spurt became five, then six, then seven. The guy to his left broke the kiss and stopped the nipple play and Mark pulled his cock out of the slut. Looking down at the slut’s ass he saw some cum drip out and a birthmark on the slut's right cheek. “Oh fuck,” he muttered. Mark stuffed his cum covered cock back into his jockstrap and zipped up. He washed his hands again as his heart was racing. He headed back to the table and found Kyle there. Kyle said “You ok man? You look like you saw a ghost.” Mark said “I’m fine. I just caught my cock on my zipper.” Kyle had gotten a round of beers and Mark took a big swig. The awkward silence was broken when Mark whispered in Kyle’s ear “Let’s keep our hookup this afternoon just between the two of us for now. Okay?” Kyle quietly replied "Absolutely. Joe knows I got bred this afternoon, but I didn’t tell him it was you.” “Thanks” Mark replied as he absorbed the ramifications. About that time Joe walked up and smiled, patting his bulging pocket. “Scored some good stuff.” They finished their beers and Joe said it had been a long hard week he was beat. It was almost closing time anyway, so how about they meet tomorrow about noon. Mark agreed and they headed out of the club where Mark slapped Tony’s ass and gave him a big hug. The guys walked back to the apartment. They hugged goodbye at the building door and Mark went to his car still kind of buzzed. 'Good thing the hotel isn’t far' he thought. He pulled in to the space right by his hotel room and went inside. Stripping his clothes off, he went into the shower and rinsed off. Leaning against the wall he let the hot water run all over his body. Finally he turned the water off and dried his body off and fell into the bed. Muttering 'shit' to himself, he rolled over and soon was sound asleep.