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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 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.

Took my first raw load today! Me : unknown, most likely neg and no meds and no prep for me. Felt so awesome! Bud said he was neg. I can't wait until next time. Guess I’ll explore STI HIV testing and Prep process.

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!

Glad to hear you enjoyed taking his massive cock balls deep in your ass. Did you feel the heat from his sperm as he loaded you? Every well hung man deserves to fuck a hole as. Ruff, deep and hard as he likes. I’ve got a buddy who is hung like a horse and he’s always wanted my ass. We’ve only ever shared other bottoms asses. I gave in and agreed to let him fuck me. I spent 2 days stretching my hole with increasingly larger butt plugs. It’s not his length that worries me - he’s just over 8 inches but it’s his girth. His cock is so fucking thick. Anyway he came over - I was stretched and lubed. He mounted me and thrust his enormous cock into me. I fucking yelped as he went balls deep. He plowed my hole for over 10 minutes then emptied his balls in me - he was totally satisfied and I felt proud to have taken his heroic cock.

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

I think it's very fair. Yes, there are White racists in the LGBTQ+ community, and there are anti-LGBTQ+ people in the Black community. The point is that none of us are going to get anything we want unless we agree to help each other out, as much as possible. And it shouldn't be a battle between the two communities, but the Trump race is a seminal moment for the LGBTQ+ community, given the open hostility many of Trump's advisers (who have his ear on policy) have for LGBTQ+ people. We're going to be a major target if he gets back into office, and his Supreme Court nominees are going to lead the charge. So yeah, if a significant number of Black voters tell me they're not going to vote to block his return to office because his opponent isn't doing enough for them, why should I, when the time comes, support a candidate who is supportive of Black issues if they're not promising to do enough for the LGBTQ+ community? After all, you said that Black people were only getting rights they SHOULD have had all along recognized (in the civil rights era). The same is true for LGBT rights - we SHOULD have been able to get married, should have been protected from job discrimination, and so forth. We got those rights not just because we demanded them, but because enough non-LGBTQ+ people joined our fight to make the numbers too large to ignore. That's one perspective. It's a good thing that liberal white people (including a lot of closeted LGBT people) didn't feel that way about your demands in the 1950's and 1960's, and insist on getting something for themselves in exchange for supporting your legitimate demands. You're free to demand things. But if you're not willing to help coalitions of others with their causes, don't expect them to support yours, no matter how righteous you think your cause is. And without that support, you're not going to get what you want, just saying. None of us have enough numbers on our own to convince the right, when it has the power, to do what it should do. Decriminalizing sodomy required the US to give up nothing. Allowing same-sex marriage required the US to give up nothing. Prohibiting firing on the basis of sexual orientation required the U S to give up nothing. But a fuckton of Black people, especially in Black churches, fought same sex marriage and repealing bans on sodomy. Sometimes groups who had to fight to get the right thing are exactly the people blocking the "right thing" for others. You say you don't owe us in perpetuity. I say given the Black opposition to same-sex marriage - which was substantial and still is higher than white opposition - maybe we don't owe YOU anything at all, much less in perpetuity. But that's a pretty reductionist way to look at things. I prefer to think we should always strive for what's right whether or not there's anything we individually, or as a group to which we belong, gain directly. That's how White people who supported Black civil rights approached it.

I think the nearest sauna is E15 and there was bears there all the times I’ve been there

1. He's still alive - 2. you do realise, don't you, that for the purposes of counting, ie, the census, the government counts Jamaicans as black if they identify themselves as black. Not African American, but black. This is the crux of the matter. People have questioned her black identity.

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.

Same. I haven't worn underwear in at least 25 years. I have a few jockstraps to wear as needed, but otherwise, my pierced cock is commando

The next evening, he entered my room at the start of his shift, careful to close the door, spun around beside my bed and showed off the wet spot in the ass of his scrubs. “Amazing!” I exclaimed. “How many loads?” As he dropped his drawers and pushed his cummy ass toward me he quietly said; “Just have a taste first daddy, I’ll give you details after we’ve both had our fun.” My mouth was on his ass in no time and a big gob of cum and ass juice was soon squirting into it. “Mmmmm, yum. It all tastes so fresh.” As he turned and tidied himself, he explained; “Great day at the cruising woods. I scored three loads in the ass within 45 minutes. One of my favorite hospital cleaners just saw the spot on my scrubs, pulled me into his supply closet and dumped another load in me. He’s a beautiful hairy Arab. God, I love his hairy body on my back and huge raw cock shooting up my ass. We may hurry but we always strip naked to do the deed.” “Fuck you are such a slutty cum dump.” I followed “Takes one to know one. Right daddy?” “Oh, you got that right. That’s for sure.” “Well let’s get you better and out of here so you can get back to collecting.” During the course of the night we sucked each other off two times. There was another male nurse working the floor with him and he proudly reported this tall skinny nurse had planted yet another load in his ass when they stepped outside on their break in the wee small hours. A security guard had caught them and offered to go next but they begged off as they needed to get back to the floor. My nurse had promised the young Pakistani guard he could claim his ass and plant his load after their night shift was finished. When he stopped in at the end of his shift, he said he’d be off for three days. He hoped I’d be at least out of bed when he came back to work. I reminded him of his date with the Pakistani security guard. He assured me he hadn’t forgotten. In three days, I greeted his return sitting in the chair beside my bed. He congratulated me and teased; “So how many guys have you sucked off while I was gone.” “You nasty fucker!” I good naturedly chided. “You know no one gives it up as easy as you do.” “Yeah, that’s probably true. Which reminds me, I haven’t had a chance to give up my ass to you yet.” He winked. His night progressed as usual with his busy schedule. I stayed up in the chair as long as I could. I rang the call bell and let him know I could use help to get into bed for the night. “Nice. Glad to help. Anything else you might need help with first?” followed by his naughty wink. He then reached under my loose hospital gown and found me my hardening cock. He closed the door and came back to strip me before slipping out of all his clothes. He looked great in them, he looked fabulous naked. My raging cock was soon messaging his tonsils. After a bit he emptied his mouth to let me know. “I want this beauty in my ass daddy. Do you think we can manage that without hurting your pelvis?” “I’m certainly willing to give it my best try.” I enthusiastically responded. “Well just let me do all the work. A night administrator just prelubed my hole with the best cum lube in a bathroom stall on the second floor.” “How do you get any work done?” I exclaimed. “I’m quick, not to worry.” His cummy hole slid over my rock-hard cock and felt so hot and warm. “Just let me know how we’re doing. I don’t want to hurt you.” “So far, so fuckin good, thanks.” I needed to slow him down a couple of times, but he took instruction well. Further, despite any discomfort I was enjoying this great fuck. At one point it occurred to me I hadn’t told him I was on a meds break. Assuming such a sexually active cum dump was on Prep I just let the thought go and put all my attention to enjoying this phenomenal and unexpected bareback fuck. Even knowing what his answer would be when I was getting close, I warned him and asked. “Where do you want my poz load?” “Oh, fuck yeah daddy, breed me, come deep in my ass. Oh, fuck I love a good poz load!” I was blasting before he finished talking and so was he. His ass orgasm milked every last drop of toxic cum out of me. When he stood, he turned to give me a kiss. Scooping some of my load from his ass he fed some to me and tasted some for himself. “Fuck daddy, that was amazing. The only thing I would change given a chance would be your undetectable status.” “I bet while you’re on Prep it’s probably extra exciting to take unmedicated loads.” I mused, anticipating sharing my surprise. “Who’s on Prep? Fuck no, that would just take all the risk out of being such a piggy cum dump whore.” It was his turn to surprise me. “But your medical training, you’re a nurse. I just assumed you must be on Prep.” “You know what assumptions make of all of us.” He asserted. “Never had a condom in this ass, and never ever have I even considered going on Prep.” The blood drained from my face, “I’ve been on a meds break for a few months. I never would have entered you raw had I known.” “Fuck man, so you are telling me your highly toxic cum is seeping into my blood stream as we speak.” “Fuucckkk, I’m so sorry.” I cried “Sorry, sorry for what? I just wish I’d known I was taking toxic seed when you blasted deep inside me. This is fucking amazing. I couldn’t be happier. I’ve been chasing for a year and a half now. The last three toxic loads didn’t take. Now I get the excitement of waiting to see if I get sick, if you succeeded in knocking me up. Fuckin awesome man. Fuckin awesome. Wow, the risk just makes me hornier. …But damn, I got to get back to work. I’ll be back later to celebrate; God I hope you’re ready by then to pump another toxic bullet in me. Fuckin awesome!” And he was gone. I was left shacking my head in amazement,

A little background before I proceed with my surprising story of the cute young nurse. 22 years ago I became HIV positive from an encounter with a newly converted guy in a bathhouse. As far as I knew it was the first High Viral Load that had ever been bred into me. In those days there was no Prep. I was a committed barebacker so had resolved I’d get knocked up sooner or later. He invited me into his room. Towels dropped to the floor. I was soon sucking his nice size cock. I asked him to fuck me. He said, sure, but we’ll have to use a condom. I said, no we don’t. That’s when he told me his news. I was like, “Fuck man! Game on! Knock me up!” He was reluctant but I was persistent. He was soon in my ass raw. The fuck was amazing, and he got so caught up in it that he forgot to pull out when it got to that. This had been my plan all along, so I told him he had no need to apologize. 2 weeks later, bingo, raging fuck flu! Six months before my bike accident my HIV specialist informed me, I needed a meds break. Meds were affecting my liver, a year break would do wonders to restore its function and maybe even find a new treatment that would be kinder to that organ. I mostly bottom, besides most guys are on Prep these days, so I had no qualms agreeing. For the first time in 21 years, I was sporting a High Viral Load. There was actually something deeply exciting about this. Although I didn’t advertise it. I just went on with my normal promiscuous sex life and only disclosed before those very rare occasions where I was going to top. On those three occasions one declined after having ask me to fuck him. One chose to have me wear a condom. Was it tempting to sneak it off and stealth him? I have to confess the thought crossed my mind. When I couldn’t come with the condom, he sucked me off as I finger fucked him. Hot all the same. The third was very excited to ride me bare as long as I promised to pull out before cumming. It was him that pushed the limits of my endurance. When I let him know, I was close he begged, ‘no not yet, this feels too fuckin good, hold off, please!’ I told him; “Hey buddy, you’ve been exposed to my precum already, and for twenty minutes, just let me breed you already.” He swore; “Fuck, damn, it’s so tempting, but no, you better pull out.” I was cumming as I did what he asked. Most of my load landed on his ass cheeks. He fingered his hole and found he had been partially bred. Swearing again; “Fuck man, I should have just let you breed me deep!” I swiped my cock through the toxic cum on his two cheeks and pushed it into his prone hole. “Oh fuck yeah man! Push it back into me, you may as well do your best to knock me up.” I was shocked; “You’re not on Prep and you took me bareback?” He shrugged; “Fuck, I just haven’t got around to it yet. Who knows, maybe now I won’t need it. Hey man, you’re still hard, any chance you can pump another load into my unprotected negative ass?” Normally I couldn’t, but I was so turned on the fuck was on. This time when I declared I was close he had no hesitation. “Do it, breed me, breed me deep, knock my negative ass out of the ballpark. Fuucckkk yeah , that’s it, breed me, breed me deep.” His asshole milked every drop of toxic cum from my balls. I didn’t pursue a similar experience, but I certainly masturbated to the memory many, many times after that hoping I might just get another chance. “Good evening, sir. How was your day?” It was my cute gay night nurse. “Very good thanks, for a day confined to bed.” “Yeah, that sucks, sorry.” “How was your day young man?” “Awesome, this was daddies day to visit. We pumped big loads into each other. Fuck. Sorry again, that’s not fair with you confined to bed.” I laughed, “Not to worry, I like living vicariously.” He turned his ass to me, dropped his scrubs and said, “Quick before anyone’s looking. Grab a taste.” I fingered his ass and licked it clean. “Damn kid, that’s fresh!” “He loaded me just before work. No one’s looking, use your tongue.” He pushed his ass into my face. I swear as I stuck my tongue in, he pushed some of the load out so I got a good gob. I quickly cleaned his ass lips, couldn’t have a spot on the ass of his scrubs now could we. He quickly pulled up his pants and turned back around. Finger to his lips, “Your and my little secret.” “Fuck, you are a naughty one aren’t you.” “We only get one kick at the cat, may as well enjoy it!” He quipped with an evil grin. I know I got more of his time that night then any of his other patients. At midnight with my door shut to the hallway we once again sucked each other off. I happened to be awake at 3 a.m. when he checked in on me. He made sure the door was closed again and pulled up a chair beside my bed. “I noticed on your chart you’re HIV positive. Do you mind me asking some questions?” “I’m an open book, ask away.” I responded For the next 15 minutes I answered everything he asked, which included recounting the story of my pozing all those years ago. He got very excited by this fishing his hard on out and stoking it. When some precum oozed from the slit he asked if I wanted another dose of protean medicine. Of course, I accepted and was soon sucking down his sweet young load. He then tucked back into his scrubs and hurried from my room proclaiming. “Gotta get back to work. Thanks. You’re fuckin fun.” He stopped in at the end of his shift to assure me he would be back that evening. I couldn’t resist and asked if his daddy would be visiting today. “No, but I’ll definitely try the apps before coming in for my shift. I love to run the risk of a load or three accidently creating a wet spot in the ass of my scrubs. It’s attracted the odd cleaning staff to pull me into a supplies room and bend me over for my favorite activity. Nothing like a quick pump and dump to help liven up a shift.” He winked and was on his way. He was quickly becoming my cum dump soulmate

I definitely get that feeling. I had a regular fuck bud that would fuck me missionary and he’d hit my spot every time. I’d have to hold it in as I didn’t want him to stop fucking me… It was only later with my first Daddy that I told him I needed to piss and he just said to let it loose.

Part III “Do you like the way it’s making you feel extra slutty?” Alex continues to growl into my ear. I have to admit to myself that I have never felt so hungry for cock and I’ve barely had any. I pull off the cock I’m sucking “Yes, okay, I like it” “I knew it, now take a proper hit off the pipe” and a glass pipe is stuck between my lips. I know I shouldn’t, I’ve avoided this for so long, but here I am actually sucking in as the bulb is filled with smoke. I cough a bit and Alex encourage “Take another deep hit” and I do. I’m really fucking high in a way I have never really been before. My regrets about this are fading into the mist of my new voracious hunger. And I just ling on the cock inches from my face, really sucking it up and down, working my tongue as I’ve learned. “Oh fuck you cocksucker eat that fucking cock” It’s a really hard and solid 9 incher with a deliciously flared head I can feel on my tongue. My favorite kind. I’m giving this man the maximum effort. I feel fingers at my hole. Lubed up fingers and their feeling around the outside of my hole and then going in. It works it’s way in and is quickly followed by a second and a third while the man at my face has started to thrust his full length into my throat while I’m jacking two cocks. “Get the shard” I hear Luis bark” and in moments a different finger is going in deep but fuck this burns. I pull off the cock in my mouth “Ow that burns” “Shut up slut, it’ll take a second” and soon it does and replaced by a hunger to be fucked I can’t really describe well. It’s like my hole is screaming to be filled, to be fucked, to be raped and used. “Get him on the bed” and I’m being hoisted up and just tossed like a rag onto the bed belly down. “Get up on all fours whore” I hear and I do it as fast as I can, the sooner I am getting fucked the sooner this unbelievable thirst and hunger I’m experiencing will be quenched. A couple of the men get up on the bed and grab my head and one shoves another cock into my throat, this one even bigger than the last one. I also hear a knock on the door and more guys being let in “Yeah the hole is here, and our boy has just realized that he’s got a night of servicing everyone we throw at him ahead of him” I’m looking up and I see this amazing black guy I’ve noticed on the street before, about 50 or so, tall, handsome and he is sporting a cock that is for the ages, stroking it to full hardness. Just as a I notice him I feel a cock being forced into my ass. It’s nice and thick, and it’s not wasting anytime. “Alex said you’re experienced so I’m not spending time warming you up you fucking whore” and the cock is rammed full length into me and he begins to pummel me. “I’m going to cum” the man fucking my throat says and pulls off so just the tip of his cock is in my mouth. “Open that mouth and show all these men how much you love cum” And I open wide, sticking out my cum as he shoots a thick load onto it, my mustache, my nose and across my face. “Yeah you fucking cocksucker, you need to look like the cumslut whore you are” “Yeah paint that face” someone else encourages.

Yes I did, It was about 8 years ago, I went to The Club in St Louis, and was really excited and horny walking around for the first time naked and seeing man sex going on everywhere. I ended up taking several loads in my ass that night. I was hooked after that.

PART SEVEN "Oh...um...OK...is that where you keep your amyl?" I asked nervously as he gave his cock a quick coating of lube he pulled out from the bedside table. "Nah, no amyl here that I know of. My boyfriend might have some but I dunno where he keeps it. I wanna watch you take it without any of that help anyway." He smiled at me as he lay on the bed, his cock standing upright. It looked even more intimidating that way, especially seeing I'd be taking it without the poppers. It certainly wasn't any bigger than most of the cocks I'd sucked earlier today but the piercing made it look huge. "C'mon..up you get." It was weird to be ordered around by someone with such a camp voice but I was in no position to argue. I started to straddle him. His body certainly wasn't anything like Tim's, Cade's body looked more like what you imagined someone that was HIV+ looked like. I took his cock & aimed it at my hole until I could feel the piercing against it. "Mmmm...looks like we've found it" Cade laughed "Now, you just slowly sit down on it & I'll open you right up." Despite my best efforts, I found myself biting my lip as I moved down on it. I knew what a turn-on it was for me whenever I saw my girlfriend doing that because I knew she was enjoying it. Being on the receiving end, I could feel every inch of his dick as I was slowly taking it, the piercing exaggerating it all. I could feel it scraping the inside of my arse, I knew I should be scared of what it was doing to me but that'd be fixed tomorrow. "God, you're a natural bottom aren't you, hey? Fuck, straight before today and you're bottoming out on my pierced dick & loving it." I put my hands on his chest to steady myself and I realised, I had taken all of his cock in me. "Now you just lean back a little on me there, and you'll get a nice surprise." I did as he said and could feel his cock head hitting what I assumed was my prostate? I couldn't help but let out a low groan as it did, it felt amazing. "And that's why bottoms like you keep coming back for my poz cock!" he laughed. I found just the right spot where it was hitting my prostate and leaned forward. When I opened my eyes, my face was close to his. He looked up at me, smiling. "Told you you were a natural". I decided to shut him up properly, and leaned in and kissed him. I couldn't really stop myself as we were making out, the feeling was far better than anything I'd experienced before. It was hurting a little but I was loving the feeling of his head hitting my prostate more & I started to bounce a little more forcefully on his dick for a while. "Fuck, you love to ride hey? Cade laughed. "Just shut up!" I laughed back, and pulled him into a deep kiss once again. I knew what I was doing was wrong but the feelings of pleasure I was getting were overpowering my conscience, both about my girlfriend and also that I was having unprotected sex with an HIV+ man and the results. It all started to become too much and I knew I was going to cum, "Oh fuck Cade...I think I'm gonna cum!" "Me too mate, I've been holding on for a while. Being out of commission's been a killer." I leant back so I could really feel him inside me and I shot hard all over his chest. At the same time he moaned, gripping my hips hard and I could tell that he was shooting his load deep inside me. Once again, cumming brought me back to earth with a thud as I realised what I'd done. "Probably should clean me up seeing you've made such a mess.." he said, looking down at the big globs of cum I'd shot on his chest. "Bet you've never cum like that before!" "I did with Tim earlier," I said matter of factly. "Fuck, I'm not even first to do that! Lucky prick! 2 for 2 though, goes to show you are a natural bottom though." I licked up the last bit of cum but he stopped me as I was about to move to his dick like I thought he'd asked. "Don't worry about that, I tore you up a bit." I felt at my tender hole and mixed in with Cade (& Tim's) cum was a bit of blood. "You'll be right, just get to the clinic first thing tomorrow & you'll be fine." I was in a bit of shock but was kinda glad he was more or less kicking me out the door. I wasn't really in any mood to stick around as I quickly got dressed and rushed to the door. I made my way down the hallway and the lift door opened, it was the old lady from before. She gave me a knowing smile as we passed and then called out to me as I reached the lift. "Young man?" I turned back in her direction. "It's none of my business but if you're heading somewhere after this you might like to change your pants. You seem to be....leaking." I blushed as I could feel the wet fabric as the lift door opened and then saw the massive wet spot over my arse in my reflection in the mirror when I got in the lift. Thankfully I got to my car before I ran into anyone else. END OF PART SEVEN

At home I'd briefed Billy on what was going to happen and he waited in the play room quietly as soon as we heard Mr Sparks car bill in the driveway. I greated him with enthusiasm and sat him down in front of the TV... "wanna beer mate" I asked and headed to the kitchen not really letting him reply. Once there I opened two beers and added a little something to his... Heading back with the beers and some chips to keep up the illusion. I handed him his beer and took a swig of mine as I flicked on the sports channel. We made small talk for only a short while before Mr Sparks began to complain of feeling woozy, I suggested he lay down, to which he accepted, and very quickly fell asleep. Testing how deep it was by calling his name, then spanking his face and finally by slapping his ass rather hard, I knew he was out for the count, and got busy pulling off all his clothes. Once naked I took him to the bathroom where I propped him up and douche his hole out as best I could, gave him a decent whores bath, then put him over my shoulder to take him to the play room. Billy had his hood on as instructed and watched as I lay this asshole in my sling, binding him so he could not move and adjusting the height so he was ready. I then put on my mask, and got down between his legs, took a nice big crystal of tina and pushed it roughly in his hole. The mixture of the drug and the burning finally made him stir a little, but I wanted him fully awake, so I added a tight band to his right arm, exposed a vein and gave this good Christian man his first blast... More than I'd give a normal beginner, I wanted him awake and fucked up. While he came to life, coughing and incoherent, Billy and I stood out of his view, taking a puff on the pipe. The gym teacher started to yell for help once he realised his predicament and as I blew out some clouds in his face I let him know the room was sound proof. "and the only way you're getting out of here in one peice is if you do exactly what I say." "I hear you like getting young Gay boys beat up for being faggots and think they deserve it" I accused and he started to deny, then got beligerant saying fuck yes he did. "well only closet cases get this nasty, so fucker I'm gonna turn you into a faggot" As his eyes started to widen, beginning to realise what was happening, I stuck a device in his mouth that forced it open and covered his teeth, I cranked it so his mouth was opened just wider than was comfortable and so he couldnt form words any more. I then strapped my new faggots head back to an extension id added to the sling forcing his open mouth and throat to be right where I wanted it. "I saw you checking out my cock earlier... So now you're gonna get it, I'm gonna fuck your throat and your ass and you're going to beg me for it, faggot". Before he could answer I shoved my cock into his mouth and roughly down his throat. This bitch didn't deserve any kindness, I was gonna make him into the whore he secretly is and relished as he gagged on my big fat shaft. As I pulled out I was glad to see all that spit and a little puke. And I slapped his face. "You loved it didn't you? " He responded negatively so I took my riding crop and slapped his balls. As the pain subsided, I asked again, and he tried again to say no. I again slapped his balls with the crop and growled "tell me you love it or you'll lose those balls tonight faggot" He started to openly cry, but this time when I asked he finally broke and said he liked it. At this point I had Billy come over with the camera and begin filming as I fucked his throat again. This time more roughly and deeply, until as I pulled out he again puked a little and when I asked if he loved it he automatically answered yes emphatically. After signalling Billy to stop the camera, I started to tell them both more. "you see son, now we have video of your faggot gym teacher saying he loves what is happening... Something we can publish online if he ever causes any trouble for us in the future. But that's just the beginning. He is eventually going to thank me for what happens tonight... You'll see. " I then came close to my new faggots face, cleared his eyes and made him look at my poz tattoo..." Tonight you'll take my poz load too faggot... And love it, beg for it, and want more". He was now sobbing, but as I played with his nipples a little, I couldn't help but notice his cock twitching and growing. "you see son, his cock gives away his true faggot nature. He's always secretly wanted this". I then took myself down between his legs knelt down and started to eat his ass. The suddenly pleasure made my new faggot moan, then cry with disgust at it, whilst his cock continued to grow. "royal fucking faggot" I said as I stood up between his legs. "get the lube and lube up daddies fat cock son" I ordered and Billy quickly obeyed. Roughly taking the faggots nipples and twisting them I then told him "I'm about to fuck you, pop your cherry and breed you with my poz seed faggot, and you're going to beg me to do it right now" Billy took the Queue and readied the camera as I used pain and threats and more shards of Tina in his ass to break down the faggots defenses, until finally he was ready. I removed his mouth stretcher repositioned myself and Billy began to film. First showing my big throbbing raw cock near his hole before panning up his body and showing his face as I asked one more time... "do you want me to fuck you with no condom, take your virginity and flood you with my poz seed faggot?" "yes please sir, thank you sir" he answered right into the camera, and Billy filmed his face as I roughly forced my cock into his hole. I had no interest in giving him pleasure, just taking my own, and he screamed as I kept pushing until I was finally balls deep. The fuck didn't take very long, the situation had me so turned on that only 10 or so hard thrusts and I was soon shooting balls deep in the new faggot, watching his own cock now rock hard and drooling. I then stayed in him while Billy watched me jerk him off and make him blow the biggest load of his life, ultimate proof that he loved my daddy poz cock in him. We left him there in the sling and went to clean up, then bed where we made love twice more that night. And as I flooded billy's hot ass for the second time I whispered in his ear... Next we're going to break your father son. In the early hours of the morning I went to the play room and released our new faggot, reminding him of the footage we had of him and getting him cleaned up and dressed. He humbly thanked me for what I'd done... I'm not sure if it was to get out of there, or genuine, but I didn't care. I then put him in the hands of an "uber driver who will take you home" only to discover My sketchy friend took his fresh meat out to his car, gave him some water laced with more fun stuff and took the faggot to his place for more use. By the time he returned to work he'd be a confirmed cum slut and would chase it for the rest of his life.

PART TWO I was in a state of shock as Seth started laying down the ground rules to everyone before filming started, "I'll be brief coz I don't want you to lose your hard-ons, though you'll get them back pretty quick! For those of you that haven't worked with us before, or watched our videos, you don't cum in Cody's mouth, you either cum on his face or into the glass here..." I looked across and saw the type of large cocktail glass I'd seen in so many female blowbang videos, not knowing there was a male equivalent. "Don't get pushy, you'll all likely get a turn in his mouth!" The guys all whooped & cheered at that comment, I could've died. "Now there's two cameramen here & a sound guy for each one so we'll just switch angles when we put it out if you get in the way. As you know, we don't like showing poppers so if you wanna use them, we'll just switch angles then too. Cody, if you need to use them just tap your knee and one of our guys will sort you out & we'll cut to a shot of the guys." I nodded, my head still spinning. "We're right to go so take a couple of hits and.......action!" I took a couple of deep hits of the poppers in each nostril to relax and gave the bottle back. I'd obviously done some experimenting with drugs previously but these made me feel so loose & turned on. Seth stood next to one of the cameramen and started talking to me, "And who do we have here?" "Cody" "And how old are you Cody?" "19" "19?!?! Wow, some real fresh meat. Have you ever done something like this before?" I shook my head, thinking "Fuck.....can we get started already?" "And what would your friends say if they knew you were doing something like this?" "Oh they'd be totally shocked" (not a word of a lie there!) "Well, we'd better get these guys in to test out this fresh mouth!" as he said that, a guy came from either side of me and without thinking, I started stroking their dicks. I was so high & horny, and I'd seen so many straight blowbang videos that I kinda knew what to do. "How do they feel Cody?" "They feel really good." I was kinda shocked at how hot & hard they felt, I'd be lying if I wasn't turned on, even if I wasn't high off the poppers. "I think you've been talking too much mate, time to put that mouth to much better use." Seth said, and both the guys laughed. I turned to my left and took cock in my mouth for the first time, and the first of so many that day. END OF PART TWO

My darkest fantasy would be to be drugged by a drug-dealer and pass out. Then wake up in a dark basement, tied-up, blindfolded and getting raped. I would be kept high constantly, used daily for god knows how long till my brain turns into mush, craving only drugs and abuse, loosing the ability to form sentenses or say or write anything that would make sense. He would then untie me and I would spend the rest of my life as his loyal pet, on the floor by his side. He would offer me up for use to any customer or other drug dealer to get their rocks off. He would also use me as a mule to transport drugs safely from gangs and cartels. They would take a liking to me and they would often reward me with their loads or by leaving a small drug-package leaking inside my hole by 'accident'. If I ever did a mistake that would anger my owner he would just tie me down depriving me of his attention and the drugs. He would only release me back to his world when I would reach a breaking point. My whole world would be his. That's how I fantasize of my dream world.

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….

14 by my mom’s 50-something year old uncle.

Part 66 - Cum Again? It was a nice spring day but Steven was trapped in a lecture hall. Two hundred of his closest classmates listening and typing or scribbling down notes of a boring economics lecture. He felt his phone vibrate and a few minutes more he got the reminder. Ryan knew his schedule so unless it was an emergency knew not to disturb him. A few more minutes and his phone vibrated again. “Shit!” he said to himself. As discreetly as he could, he pulled his phone out of his pocket and saw the notifications. Two messages from Mr. Snyder. “Double shit!” he said silently. He opened the messages and read: 2:37: I need your services tonight. 7pm. 2:41: You have the night off from the restaurant “Oh fuck. What is happening now?” Steven thought. It had been five days since his last meeting with Mr. Snyder and his boy, but it was a Monday night and the restaurant would be slow. He typed out “ok. where do I meet driver?” A few seconds later he got a response - “In front of your apartment.” Steven had never said where he had lived and the two previous times he had gone to Mr. Snyder’s house he was picked up in front of the restaurant. Obviously Mr. Snyder knew more about Steven than he thought. He finished the class and then texted Ryan and told him about the messages. “Steven, he has a lot of contacts around town. He probably knows everything about you. He even knew you were mostly a top, since he wanted you to fuck him at the first meeting” Ryan said when they met up at the apartment. Steven had confided in Ryan about the two meetings and what happened at both. Mr. Snyder had told him not to tell anyone about it, but Steven trusted his boyfriend completely and Ryan had promised not to tell anyone else. Ryan got ready for work and walked over to the restaurant alone, something he hadn’t done in a while. He felt lonely without Steven by his side, but he hoped that Steven would be all over him later when they got home. Ryan walked into he restaurant and clocked in. The manager walked up and said “Your buddy has some pretty powerful friends. I let him off tonight, but if he continues to be called away, he won’t be working here much longer. You will be working both yours and his jobs tonight.” Ryan nodded and replied “OK, I will let him know. I don’t think it was his choice, though.” It was a double punch, since Ryan had to do twice as many tables and the other wait staff was pissed at him since he was getting twice the tips. They would be no help to him at all. Steven showered, cleaned out and was dressed by 6:45pm. He popped a little blue pill and waited nervously before he walked downstairs a few minutes before 7pm. He waited only a few seconds and the familiar big silver SUV pulled up. The driver opened the door for him and he got inside. When he got to Mr. Snyder’s house, he walked up to the front door and wondered who would greet him this time - Mr. Snyder or Will or maybe someone else. He rang the bell and a few seconds later, Mr. Snyder opened the door. “Welcome, boy. I am glad you came tonight. Follow me” Mr. Snyder said. Steven followed him through the hall to the doorway that he went through the previous time. They went down the stairs and hallway to the same room. Steven followed him in and found Will on the cross, his hands and ankles locked down. He saw four lashes on his back, each having drawn blood at some point but were starting to scab over. “We had an issue after our last session. I would have preferred you to have kept your secret hidden, but Will here is quite observant” Mr. Snyder said. “He unfortunately told a few of the other boys and two of them left. I guess my benevolence and promise to care for them was not enough. The others, while scared, are willing to follow through.” Steven nodded, realizing that Mr. Snyder knew of his status before their first meeting. “As you can see, I had to punish Will for his indiscretion. As I warned you, I will not tolerate anyone talking about our meetings to others. Now, I want you to give me one more dose of your demon seed” Mr. Snyder said as he removed his robe and climbed on the fuck bench. Steven’s mouth was dry at the sight of Will. With the comment from Mr. Snyder, he realized that his services would probably not be needed after that night. He took his clothes off and approached Mr. Snyder. There was a small bottle of lube under the bench and he picked it up and applied some to his stiffening cock. He dripped some onto Mr. Snyder’s hole and worked it in with two fingers. He grabbed the elder’s hips and rested the tip of his cock on the hole. Looking down, he saw a large rash on Mr. Snyder’s back and he was sweating already. He reached forward and put his hands around the sides of Mr. Snyder’s neck and felt the swollen glands. Steven smiled and slammed his now hard cock into Mr. Snyder’s pussy. He heard a loud grunt but ignored it. Mr. Snyder may be rich and powerful, but Steven knew he now owned his ass. It was his bug that would now haunt Mr. Snyder forever. The grin on his face was large and getting larger, just as the thrusts got longer and harder. He could feel Mr. Snyder trying to slide away from the assault Steven was making on his ass, but Steven pulled him back on his outward strokes. Their bodies slapped together and he almost wished that Will could watch him pound his master’s hole. Steven couldn’t remember his cock leaking as much as it was now and soon it almost sounded like he was fucking a cum filled hole. He moved his hips around, forcing his cock to jab into different parts of Mr. Snyder’s chute. He could see Mr. Snyder’s back covered in sweat and his chest heave from Steven’s onslaught. He pulled out and shoved three fingers in, twisting them around roughly and gouging his fingernails in. After a half dozen twists he drove his cock back in and hammered away until he could feel the load start to rise. He ended with three slow slams into the abused pussy and then the shots of toxic seed invaded Mr. Snyder’s ass once again. Each throb of his cock added another dose of his virus, making sure that Mr. Snyder would never shoot another neg load. Steven leaned over his back, feeling the fevered skin against his own and whispered “Welcome to the club.” He unceremoniously pulled his cock out of Mr. Snyder’s pussy and looked for a rag. He heard the gasps and wheezing from Mr. Snyder followed by a raspy cough. “Thank you Steven for your gift. I would like you to rest a moment and then give Will as many loads as you can muster.” Steven chuckled and let the cum drip off his cock on to the floor. He rested about ten minutes, looking back and forth between Will and his master. It was an uncomfortable silence, but they really had nothing to talk about. He walked over and looked Will over. The skin was broken where the leather had slammed against his skin and the red abrasion was at least two inches wide on each of the four wounds. He wondered if the resulting scar would ever fully heal on the boy’s formerly unblemished skin. His hand hovered over the marks and he could feel the heat emanating from them. It wasn’t as hot as Mr. Snyder’s skin currently was, but he knew it was a matter of time until Will would experience the flu too. He leaned in to Will and whispered “You’ll be poz soon, just like me. Don’t fear it. Enjoy your new found power and freedom.” He pressed his cock between the butt cheeks and pushed in. He felt Will relax his hole and his cum covered fuck stick slid into the tight hole. He tried not to touch his chest against Will’s back to spare him further agony, so he put his hands on his shoulders and started to rock his hips. He could hear Will whimper and sob as his cock drove in and out of his boi hole. In only a few minutes, he was pounding away, his body bouncing off the firm butt. Steven leaned in and whispered “Tell me what you want.” He heard a couple more sobs and then a mumble. “What? I couldn’t hear that” Steven said back quietly. “Poz me with your cum” Will whimpered. Steven fucked a little harder but hearing the words from Will was enough to trigger his orgasm. Steven pushed in deep and then felt his cock pulse as the infected jizz flooded Will’s abused cunt. He stood there as the shots faded and left his hard dick-pill enhanced cock inside. It kept the cum from escaping and Steven loved the feeling of Will’s hole wrapped around his stiff cock. He rested there, the heavy breaths on Will’s neck soon tempered back to normal and the body contact seemed to have soothed Will down. The sobs were gone and there were just slow, deliberate breaths. He knew that Mr. Snyder’s eyes were watching every move he made, but he really didn’t care. This was about his enjoyment as much as it was about Mr. Snyder’s desire to watch his sub get pozzed. Steven started to rock his hips again and he heard Will gasp. He figured he would be able to dump one more load into Will. It wouldn’t be a large load, but one more couldn’t hurt. As he got into a full stroke fuck, he heard Will moan instead of whimper. He fucked faster and then slower, slow and hard and then slow and gentle but he could only last so long. He hammered away for a few minutes and just as he thought he was going to shoot, he felt Will’s hole spasm around his cock. He knew that Will was shooting one of his last neg loads hands free with a toxic poz cock about to breed him again. Steven swore that the cum was being sucked out of his balls by Will’s orgasm. There were four or five spurts of charged seed that shot into Will, but that was all his body had at the moment. Part of him wished he could stay for several more hours and add a few more loads to Will's cunt, but realized that he was better off ending this now. Steven pulled out after both of them recovered and spotted a butt plug next to the cross. He pushed it into the throbbing hole, sealing in all of his juices to soak in and become part of Will. He walked over and presented his cum covered cock to Mr. Snyder who was still laying on the bench and he half heartedly started to lick it clean. Steven put his hand on his head and pushed in deeper and then started to fuck his face. After a few minutes, Steven was satisfied that his cock was clean enough and pulled out. “Thank you sir. It has been a pleasure and I hope you got everything you wanted” Steven said as he started to put his clothes on. “Thank you Steven. The driver will have your payment” Mr. Snyder replied. Steven found his way out and walked up to the SUV. He figured this would be the last time and he was both glad it was over and sad that the easy money was no longer his for the taking. He climbed in back and the driver closed the door. They drove back to Steven’s apartment and he grabbed the envelope off the seat. The door opened and Steven got out. “I hope you enjoyed your night, sir” said the driver and he walked into the apartment building. Ryan was flying from table to table to kitchen to bar to table. He had only gotten through half of his shift and was exhausted. He seemed to have a couple minutes to get a drink and rest a moment. He gulped down three glasses of water and was still thirsty. One of the busboys came up and said to him quietly “You look really hot when you’re sweaty.” Ryan did a double take and looked back at the guy. He never had thought the guy was gay and he had worked with him for two years. He smiled back at the guy and said “I prefer to sweat from other activities than this.” He heard the bell ding indicating another order was ready and he assumed it was probably one of his, so his break was over and he headed back to the kitchen. The second half of his shift was a little slower and when the last table left he slumped into a chair. “Still got work to do, Ryan” the manager said. His brief break over, he finished up his duties and finally walked out the back door. Leaning next to a car was the busboy from earlier. Ryan was tired and the last thing on his mind right now was fucking a bi-curious busboy. The guy motioned him over and handed him a lit joint. Ryan took a hit and passed it back. “You want to show me your favorite way to sweat?” the guy asked Ryan. “Lenny, I doubt you could take it. Have you ever been fucked by a guy? I thought you were straight” Ryan replied. “Yeah I have. I don’t limit myself to chicks or guys. I like both. You haven’t seen me checking you out the past couple years? I’m hurt” Lenny said with a chuckle. “Why tonight? Cant you see I’m beat?” Ryan asked. “Well, your friend Steven wasn’t here tonight, so I thought I might have a chance. All ya gotta do is bend over, drop your pants and let me do all the work” Lenny said. “You’re fuckin’ nuts. The only guy that fucks me is Steven. With any other guy, I’m the top” Ryan said. “Uh… I guess, for you, I would take it. I’ve wanted to fuck with you a long time” Lenny answered. Ryan sighed. He figured that Steven had been fucking all night long and would probably not want to fool around when he got home. He looked at Lenny and his puppy dog eyes and said “Ok, where. We gotta make it a quickie though.” Lenny’s eyes lit up and he motioned for Ryan to follow him. Ryan followed him to the back of the parking lot next to a shed and Lenny unbuttoned his pants. “Where? Here? Uh… I dunno” said Ryan. Lenny pushed his pants and underwear down and bent over the trunk of a car. “Here. You just gotta be quiet” he said. Ryan rolled his eyes and then looked at the hot ass bent over just begging to be fucked. “You got a condom?” Ryan asked. “No, man. I fuck bare. I won’t get pregnant, I promise” Lenny said. Ryan laughed and shook his head. “You may get pregnant if I breed you” Ryan thought to himself. Ryan’s cock had sprung to life as soon as he saw how eager Lenny was to get fucked. He pulled his cock out and stroked it completely hard. He spit down on the shaft and rubbed it in and then moved behind Lenny. He pulled his ass apart and spit on the hole. He figured Lenny probably wasn’t prepared to get fucked and this wasn’t going to be the cleanest of fucks. Rather than get some shit on his fingers, let his cock push the spit inside. He dropped two gobs on the hole and worked it just inside with the tip of his cock. He added two more and then pressed in. “Breathe deep and relax, Lenny” Ryan whispered. He nudged his cock over and over until he felt the hole start to open. He rocked a little harder and felt the head pop inside. “Oh, fuck” Lenny said wearily. Ryan knew that Lenny’s hole was tight and he was really gonna feel this fuck for a day or two. Ryan pumped his cock in a few times, pulled out and added more spit. Ryan pushed his cock back inside and began to work it in deeper. He could tell Lenny was in pain, but he wanted to fuck, cum and get out of there before they got caught. The strokes got longer and with a hard shove, felt his pubes against Lenny’s ass. “Fuck!” Lenny quietly yelled out. “Shhh” Ryan said, holding his cock deep in Lenny’s cunt. After a minute, he really started fucking Lenny. It was gentle for the first minute, but Ryan was giving almost all seven inches of his cut cock and he got harder with each stroke. He was trying not to slam into Lenny’s ass for fear of the noise, but other than that is was full strokes. The risk of getting caught had excited Ryan more than he thought it would. It had been less than ten minutes since his cock first got inside Lenny, but Ryan needed to cum. He fought it off for another minute, but then shoved all the way in and felt his cum shoot with an intensity that he hadn’t had in a while. Gobs of diseased cream plastered the walls of Lenny’s colon and when the shots subsided, Ryan fucked his cock a few more times to make sure every surface was covered. He pulled his cock out and saw Lenny still leaning over the car, panting. There was a large blob of cum on the ground where Lenny had shot his own load sometime during the fuck. Ryan laughed and pulled up his underwear and let it soak up the cum on his cock. He zipped his pants and said “Thanks dude. Let me know if its a boy or girl” and walked towards the apartment.

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 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.

Part 4 - Friday Funday Mark was awakened by his phone ringing and finally got to it right before it went to voicemail. “Hello,” he answered in a groggy voice. It was his mom. “Did you make it okay? Have you talked to Joel? Why not?” It was a one-sided conversation in which he couldn’t get time to answer the questions with more than one word before she started the next question. He just let her talk until she was done and told her everything would be fine. He would talk to Joey after he finished classes today and not to worry. He tossed the phone on the bed and wandered into the bathroom. He looked in the mirror and said to himself “This is not going to be fun.” He shaved, showered and brushed his teeth and went over to the dresser. He grabbed some clothes to put on, a jock, a pair of jeans and a tee. The clothes were all tight fitting and showed off his body nicely - bulge, bubble butt, abs, pecs and biceps. He decided that he needed a decent meal since yesterday diet of coffee and sex left him pretty starved. Mark wandered down to the lobby area where they had a continental breakfast laid out. Not many people were there since it was 8:30 AM. A family with a mom, dad and two little kids; an elderly couple; and a large middle aged woman. The dad was his mid 30s and was not unattractive. He probably was a jock in his high school and college days, but life as a family man was obviously taking its toll. He looked tired and was putting on some weight. The kids were screaming for their food, tugging at his pants for attention and constantly changing what they wanted. Mark grabbed a bowl and put some fresh fruit and yogurt in it, then grabbed another bowl and filled it with cereal and milk. He set the bowls at an empty table and grabbed a cup of coffee. He sat down and chuckled - his mom would be proud of him eating a nutritious meal. As he ate breakfast he caught up on emails and the news. Getting up to get another cup of coffee he overheard the mom tell her husband "See? You don’t want to look like that. All those ugly tattoos. You can barely see his skin. UGH! He’s probably a drug dealer.” Laughing to himself, Mark thought 'She must be talking about me. That poor pussy-whipped sucker is stuck listening to her bitch at him for the next 50 years unless he divorces her - or kills her'. Mark cleaned his table off and took his coffee back to the room. Looking at the clock he had six and a half hours until he needed to be at Joey’s apartment. “Let’s see who’s around” he thought to himself and grabbed his hookup phone. The apps on this phone were a lot different than his normal phone. No news or weather apps, just a couple hookup apps, a Craigslist app and a web browser. He looked through the apps and Craigslist and there was nothing of interest. “Probably a bit too early for any students” he guessed. He grabbed the car keys and his 'fuck bag' which contained lube, poppers and a safety pin and decided to take a wander around town to see if any of his old haunts were still there. Driving around he was amazed at how much it had changed. New strip malls where cheap student housing used to be. New names for old bars. His favorite ABS was now an office building parking lot. He drove over to the campus and parked the car. Suddenly he felt a little old or the freshmen looked really young, he couldn’t decide which. Wandering around he ended up at the library and decided to check out the restrooms he used to cruise in. Walking in to the first one he immediately noticed the security camera on the ceiling. 'Damn, there’s no action gonna happen here', he thought. He hit the other one in the basement that usually attracted the kinkier guys and found the same thing. 'Fuck, where do guys hookup around here'? He remembered the storage room over in the old engineering building and wandered that way. When he got close all he saw was a crane with a wrecking ball and the building mostly demolished. His heart sank. He had sucked and fucked a lot there during his tenure. He walked around a bit more and sat down on a park bench and pulled out the phone. More people were on the apps but nothing really looked good. Getting on Craigslist he did a few searches and only found one that looked promising: Horny bottom cub looking for hot sex. 27, 5’10, 200lbs, furry ass, safe or bb, anon ok The pics looked decent, especially the one with him laying in a sling. He decided what the fuck and sent a reply including his phone number and a couple of his own pics - the obligatory dick pic and a body shot. He kept searching with different terms and wasn’t finding much else when his phone rang. He answered and it was the cub from Craigslist. They traded questions and answers for a minute and Mark got the address. Half an hour to get there was more than enough time so he went back to the car and drove to the address to check the area out. Finding nothing suspicious, he found a spot to park and waited five minutes. Taking out a lube packet and the brown popper bottle he put them in his jeans pocket. No need for the safety pin to sabotage a condom, since the guy wanted a raw fuck and sounded excited when Mark had told him he never pulls out to cum. Walking up to the door of the house Mark took one last look around to make sure he was safe and knocked on the door. The door opened and standing in front of him was the guy in just a black jockstrap and a black leather harness. Just like the pictures, if not better. It looked like he had been working out a bit since the pics were taken and was turning into a sexy muscle cub. He had dark hair, a slightly bushy beard, fur covering his chest, abs and legs. Mark introduced himself saying “Hey, I’m the guy who from the Craigslist ad”. The cub took a look around and smiled before asking Mark to come inside. Mark followed him back to the bedroom and could smell the pot smoke lingering around. The bedroom was a little small but it was obvious a lot of sex had happened there. The bed had restraints on each corner, there were a couple boxes of various toys next to the bed and there was a large eyelet screwed into the ceiling. Mark grabbed the cub by his harness and pulled him close, roughly kissing him before pushing him back a bit and spitting in his mouth. “You ready, fucker?” Mark asked. “Yes Sir!” was the response. Mark didn’t consider himself a Dom, but he could become quite dominant given the right bottom and this guy fit the bill. He quickly shed his clothes and took the lube and poppers out and tossed them on the bed. Grabbing the cub by the harness again he pushed him back next to the bed and then pushed him to his knees. The cub was on Mark’s cock in a second and started licking all around it before grabbing the PA with his teeth and tugging. Mark grinned as he looked down watching the guy suck his cock like a pro. The cub was rougher than most with his cock sucking and it set the tone for an aggressive fuck. After using his tongue on Mark’s balls, shaft, head and piercing he swallowed Mark’s cock all the way down. Mark gasped and then moaned in pleasure. Not many guys had been able to swallow his cock that easily and with each passing moment Mark realized that this guy was going to be a great fuck. Mark began to fuck the guys face, driving his cock deep and holding it there for several seconds until he felt the cub start to struggle. Each time he did it, he waited just a bit longer, depriving the cub of air. With his cock covered in spit and throat slime, Mark lifted the cub to the bed, spun him around and got him on all fours. Mark looked at the cub’s furry ass and licked his lips. Many of Mark’s friends were not into hairy asses, but they really turned him on. Licking up from the cub’s balls, over his taint and along the crack he tasted the cub’s scent. Licking up to the cub’s hole, he zeroed in on his target. He was disappointed that he couldn’t taste any cum from an earlier breeding. Fucking the hole with his tongue he felt the hole start to open and relax. He sucked on the pucker and forced some of his spit inside. Moving his hand over the furry butt cheek, he pushed a finger in next to his tongue. Feeling the warmth of the cub’s hole he began to alternate his tongue and finger inside the hole. The cub was groaning in pleasure at the assplay and Mark started to get more aggressive with his finger before adding a second finger. Mark felt his cock starting to drip precum and knew both of them were ready for the real fuck. Mark stood up and rubbed the piercing around the cub’s ring. Grabbing the lube packet, he ripped it open and dripped some on and in the cub’s hole. Adding some to the tip and shaft of his cock he leaned in and started to push. He felt the hole relax and the ring and head slipped inside before the hole tightened around it. “Aaaahhhh, fuck yeah” Mark muttered as he continued pushing his cock into the cub’s velvety hole. Grabbing the cub's hips, Mark began to fuck, thrusting in harder and harder until his cock was planted all the way in. The cub was rocking his ass back to meet Mark’s thrusts and Mark was bouncing off the cub’s furry, muscled butt each time. Between the lube and Mark’s precum the cub’s hole was slick and easy to power fuck. The cub for his part was working his ass muscles and milking Mark’s cock. Mark pulled out and pushed the cub into the middle of the bed. Standing on the bed straddling the cub, Mark bent down and slammed his cock back into the cub. The cub grunted and responded “Fuck yes, Sir!” Mark’s sweat was dripping off of him on to the cub's back as he pounded the cub’s ass with long hard strokes. With the cub gripping Mark’s cock with his ass, Mark soon felt his balls start to tighten up and his cock engorge. With his final few stroke, he slammed his cock hard into the cub and his cock began to shoot volley after volley of diseased cum into the cub’s hole. Mark fell on top of the cub and piston’d his cock in a few more times before pulling out. Both of them rolled over on the bed breathing hard. The cub spoke first “Thanks man, that was awesome. I love feeling my ass full of cum.” Mark replied “Yeah, that was fuckin’ good. You really know how to work a cock. Thanks”. After a minute the cub said “I hope you don’t mind taking off, but I have another guy coming over in about 10 minutes and it gets awkward the tops run into each other.” Mark chuckled and said “No problem man. You’re all lubed for him, that's for sure.” Mark got up and put his clothes back on and walked to the front door, the cub close behind. Mark slapped his ass and said “Thanks, enjoy the load,” before walking out the door and to his car. Mark had worked up an appetite from the fuck, so he drove over to a sandwich shop he used to go to. Thankfully it was still there. Going in, he got his 'usual', a spicy italian sub with fresh mozzarella and a drink. He chowed down on the sandwich and felt the burn of the spicy meats and giardiniera. His energy replenished, Mark opened his phone again and looked around to see what fun he might be able to squeeze in before going back to the hotel for a shower and then meeting up with his brother. Looking through the apps and CL again, he found a few more things that looked promising but nothing that sounded great. Finally he found a guy that was looking for a 'quick pump and dump, no blowjobs'. The guy had a good description 'gwm, ex-jock, cumdump btm 5’6, 155, tight ass' and it said 'BB only, no loads refused'. Hmmm. A few messages back and forth and they had a meeting time and place. No mention was made about status and Mark wasn’t going to tell unless he had to. The street sounded familiar, but Mark couldn’t figure out why. The guy wanted to meet/fuck in the storage room of his apt building in case his roommate came home. The guy said he was on his way back from classes so he needed a bit of time to clean up. Mark had 45 minutes to kill so he drove around a bit more hoping to see a few more places he used to go to still there. A few minutes before the meeting time, Mark pulled up to a large apartment building. Then it hit him. This is where his brother lived. Same fucking address. Crap. What was he going to do? The pics didn’t look like his brother, which was a relief, but he didn’t want to possibly run into Joey having just fucked a hookup, but to cancel now would be a dick move, so he decided to chance it. Besides, he was horny again and his cock was half hard already. Mark grabbed a new lube packet and the poppers and went in to the building, down the stairs, to end of the hall and the door on the right. Knock twice, followed by a single knock. The door opened and there stood the guy. “Sup” was all the guy said. The description matched perfectly, so Mark walked into the storage room and followed the guy to the end of the aisle and turned. There were some boxes there and the guy pushed his gym shorts down showing a bare, hairless, muscled bubble butt. Mark grabbed the poppers and took a hit and passed them to the guy who did a couple hits. Mark dropped his jeans down and pulled out his semi-rigid cock and stroked it several times until it was hard. Lubing the guy's ass from the packet, he put some on his cock and spread the guy's ass cheeks, teased the guy's hole for a couple seconds and then pushed in. Mark heard the guy grunt out “Oh my fucking god, oh fuck fuck fuck,” as Mark shoved his cock in balls-deep in with one long push. He knew he was tearing the hell out of the guy's hole, but Mark felt if you say “no loads refused” it really means “poz me up” and Mark was going to try his best. Once he got all the way in he didn’t wait to start pounding the guy's hole with no mercy. His body kept slamming into the guy's ass over and over. Mark ground his hips as he was thrusting in. All you could hear in the room was the drone of some building equipment, the slapping of skin, Mark’s grunts and the guys constant “Oh fuck.” Mark was being rough and brutal and his goal was to make this guy a 'one and done' conversion. Some jackrabbit fucking followed by several hard thrusts jabbing into the walls of his ass. Pull all the way out and slam back in. Finally Mark couldn’t last any longer and drove his cock in deep and felt the pulsations as his balls pumped the demon seed into the guy. The breeding complete, Mark pulled his cock out and saw his cock covered in cum and blood. He grabbed the guys shorts and pulled them up, wiping his cock on them before letting the shorts snap tight around the guy's waist. “Thanks, bud” Mark said and walked out of the room, letting the door close behind him. Mark hurried out of the building and back to the car hoping he wouldn’t run into Joey. Looking at his phone he saw the time - 19 minutes from meet to breed to gone. Perfect. The phone buzzed with a message. It was from the guy he just fucked. “OMG that was hot. Can we do again tomorrow?” Mark just laughed “Greedy fucker” and drove back to the hotel. Mark walked in the room and it was sparkling clean. The stained bedspread was replaced and the stack of extra towels was even higher. A note was on the pillow with a wrapped piece of chocolate and his butt plug, all cleaned. The note read simply “Thanks again, Dennis.” Mark showered and put some clean clothes on and laid down on the couch watching TV. He set the alarm on his phone and laid his head back to take a quick nap.