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4. Jumping over the edge Once Adam came up for air, he looked me in the eyes and grinned at me. “Fuck Dad, you are so hot. I can’t believe that I met you here. How much of me in the sling did you see?” “I saw that thick hairy jock boy fuck your pussy and then some hot daddy dumped a load in you, too.” Adam laughed and said “Oh yeah, the jock boy is Ben. He’s sort of my boyfriend. We like coming here together cause we can both be pigs. He loves watching me get railed in the sling.” I gave him a little pouty look and said “What? You weren’t going to introduce your hot boyfriend to your hot Dad?” He laughed and said “It’s a brand new thing, Dad. That’s why I said 'sort of boyfriend.’ We’ve only been seeing each other for a couple months. I didn’t wanna jinx it.” I tousled his curly hair and laughed. “It’s fine, son. I just want you to be happy. Well that and I wanna watch you take those 20 loads you were talking about when you were in the sling. I think I know how I can help you with that.” “Oh? What do you mean, Dad?” I went to the locker in the room and pulled out my stash. I had some more loaded points that I’d made earlier in the evening. I took one out and held it up. “Do you know what this is?” “Dad! You are a naughty, naughty man. Yeah, I know what it is but I’ve never done it before. Ben has and told me he wanted me to try it sometime too, but the timing hasn’t been right when I’d have some recovery time, what with school and everything.” “Well, it’s summer vacation, now isn't it, son? And who better to give you your first slam than your dear old Dad?” I grinned at him and he started at the orange capped syringe in my hand. “You wanna do it now, Dad? Really?” “Well that depends, boy. You gonna let Daddy inside that pretty cunt of yours and feel all those loads from strangers lubing my cock up? Huh?” He grabbed me behind the head and pulled my mouth to his. I kissed him hard on the mouth. He pulled away and quietly said “fuck yeah, old man. You wanna put the cock that made me in my boy cunt? Is that what you want? It’s all loose and sloppy and full of cum from complete strangers. Is that what you want? You WANT your son to be a dirty faggot cumdump taking loads in a sleazy bathhouse?” He grinned. I moaned and said “Fuck yes, son. That sloppy cunt is MINE. I’m gonna breed it and slide my cock in where every man has gone before.” We both laughed and I pulled out the alcohol wipes and strap so I could slam Adam up for the first time. I told him what to expect. That it would feel like too much, and then he might cough. I knew he was going to cough. He just nodded and said “you’re my Dad. I trust you. Corrupt me with drugs and cock and I’ll be one happy little faggot.” We both grinned again and then I heard a knock on the door. I opened it to find Justin standing there with Ben. “Look who I found,” Justin said. Ben was tall and handsome with a thickly built athletic body like he played hockey or rugby (I later found out it was both). He was standing there in a jockstrap with a backwards ball cap on and his towel slung over his shoulder. I waved them in and Justin shut the door. “I thought you might be getting the boy ready for those 20 loads he was fantasizing about in the sling. This hot pig says he’s your son’s boyfriend. He’s also a great cocksucker.” Ben just blushed and then noticed the syringe in my hand. “Sir..…Are you gonna….?” It seemed silly to shake Ben’s hand, so I said “yes, I am. You want one too? I’m Mike. Adam’s Dad. But you probably knew that already.” Then I set the syringe down on the bed, stood up, grabbed Ben behind his head and pulled him in for a deep kiss. Justin and Adam both said “FUUUUUUUUCK.” We kissed for a long time, then I whispered in his ear “I’m jealous that you got to teach my son how to be a whore.” “Don’t worry, sir. He taught me more than I taught him. He’s the instigator whenever we get nasty.” I pulled away from him and grinned again. “Must be genetic. Sit down on the bed. I’ve got enough for everyone. Justin, you want a slam too?” “Fuck yeah, Mike. I’m weird, it makes my cock harder, not softer. I can fuck for hours when I’m slammed up and spun.” I pulled out four points and we were ready for a long night. I handed them to Justin and Ben, who seemed to know how to slam themselves. I always had extra bands and alcohol pads. Justin and Ben quickly slammed themselves and Ben immediately dropped to his knees and took Justin’s fat uncut tool in his mouth, slobbering all over it, digging deep under Justin’s foreskin. I turned back to Adam and said “you ready to blast off, son?” Adam was in a trance and just nodded. “Tell me what you want, boy. Use your words.” “Please Dad? I’ve wanted to touch your cock and feel it inside me ever since I knew what cocks were for and how much I needed them. The slam is just the icing on the cake. Do it. I wanna know what Ben is feeling. Look at him suck that cock! FUCK that’s hot!!” Ben came up for air, moaned and reached over to bury his mouth in Adam’s crotch. I told him to shove his tongue all the way inside with Adam’s cock in his mouth and stop. Then I quickly wrapped the strap around Adam’s arm, and told him to pump his fist. A nice plump vein popped up right away. “Bullseye,” I said. I quickly slid the needle in his arm, slowly pushed the plunger down and pulled the needle out, covering the tiny wound with another alcohol pad. “You ready son? Justin, when I give the signal, undo the strap on his arm, OK?” Justin could see where this was going. I felt like I was directing a dance, and my son was the star. Then I grabbed Adam behind his head and kissed him as hard as I could while pushing Ben hard to eat Justin’s cunt. I gave Justin the signal and he unsnapped the strap while my tongue was deep in Adam’s mouth. I could feel him start to cough so I backed off a little to give him air, also letting Ben breathe with his mouth full of trans boy cunt and the loads that had already been deposited in my son’s pussy. Ben continued to eat Adam’s pussy while Adam coughed hard. Maybe I should’ve adjusted the amount for his smaller body, but I could never have guessed I’d be slamming my own son at the baths. I pulled Ben’s mouth up off Adam’s crotch and he was breathing heavily, his trim beard covered in the cum of random men who had used my son as their cumdump whore tonight. I pushed him up toward Adam’s face to let them make out while I entered Adam’s pussy. I pulled myself up so my face was level with theirs and slid my huge Daddy cock inside my son’s front hole. Ben moaned while he shared the loads he’d just sucked out of Adam’s hole. Adam pulled away and looked me right in the eye. “Fuck me Daddy. Use my filthy cunt as hard as you want. And when you’re done, I want you to fuck me again.” I focused on how my fat uncut daddy cock feel inside my son’s front hole and it felt amazing. He was so sloppy with a combination of juices and the cum all those men shot inside his hole. Just then, Justin reached over and grabbed Ben, pulling him over to suck his cock. Ben slobbered over Justin’s cock for a minute and then looked up and said “please, sir? Will you breed my cunt, too?”

Hi guys, this is the first story I felt like I could publish. I am very curious about what you think about it. It was a warm Friday night in September, and the little hallway in the sauna Thomas found himself in reeked of poppers and sweat. He locked eyes with the hottest guy he had ever laid eyes on, whose he later found out was Ethan. Thomas was new to this world; he'd only recently discovered his love for rough, explicit sexual encounters with other men. At 26 years old, his body was lean yet ripe with innocence, his hunger to submit hidden beneath a shy smile. Ethan, on the other hand, was an experienced prowler in this den of depravity; he'd been visiting saunas for years and had made it his mission to corrupt as many innocent young men like Thomas as possible. A man in his early 30s with a body built from sin itself—rough around the edges and brimming with desire—Ethan was not one to be trifled with. From their first exchange of lust-filled glances, it was clear that Ethan had set his sights on Thomas. He could see the raw hunger in those green eyes; an insatiable thirst for adventure and debauchery that matched his own. He knew that behind that shy smile lay a world of kinks Thomas had yet to discover. As they talked about their likes and dislikes (or more accurately, what turned them on), a sickening smile crept across Ethan's face as he realized that he had found yet another plaything to add to his long list of conquests. Ethan knew no limits when it came to exploring his kinks; he reveled in destruction and despair just as much as pleasure and release. His one true passion was seeing how far he could push someone until they became unrecognizable to themselves: a cockhungry slut begging for more even after their mind and body were broken beyond repair. And Ethan intended to do exactly that with Thomas—corrupt him, ruin him, consume him whole. Thomas was willingly led by the hand (and other, less chivalrous body parts) into one of the private rooms reserved for those seeking true intimacy within the depths of depravity. Ethan closed the door behind them and turned to face Thomas with an unsettling grin that promised a night filled with untold horrors and unparalleled pleasures. Without further ado, Ethan lunged forward and shoved his tongue down Thomas's throat. Thomas gagged at first but quickly gave in to the relentless assault on his senses; he couldn't resist as his body responded instinctually to Ethan's dominant advances. His hands clawed at Ethan's muscled back as he moaned into their kiss while his cock hardened beneath his towel. Breaking apart from their passionate embrace, Ethan gazed at Thomas with a newfound appreciation for his naivete. "You know," he said in a low, throaty whisper that sent shivers down Thomas's spine, "I've always loved showing young guys like you how fun it can be to give in and let your cock take over." Thomas gulped audibly but could barely find the words to respond; his heart was pounding in his chest as he tried (and failed) to hide the obvious excitement building within him. Ethan smirked at Thomas's obvious arousal and took a step back, dropping his towel and revealing a taut stomach riddled with old scars that told stories of past conquests—some willing partners, some not so much. "Don't worry," he said, tracing one particularly vicious gash on his side, "You're safe with me." He paused for dramatic effect before adding darkly, "I take care of the things I own.” Thomas shuddered involuntarily at the implication of what Ethan was saying; but instead of pulling away in fear or disgust, he leaned closer, his lips brushing against Ethan's ear as he whispered huskily: "Make me your slut." Without another word, Ethan shoved Thomas against the wall and roughly pulled down the boy’s towel, freeing his hard cock from its confinement. With a wicked grin that showed just how truly depraved his intentions were for their evening together, Ethan reached into the pocket of the little bag he was carrying and pulled out a small syringe filled with an unlabeled liquid—a powerful chemical compound designed to turn consenting adults into mindless sex slaves at his command. Thomas's eyes widened in terror as he realized what was about to happen; but it was too late. He felt the needle at his skin, followed by an explosion of heat and pleasure coursing through his veins, signaling the beginning of his descent into hell. As he felt himself losing control, Thomas knew that there was no turning back; from this moment forward, he belonged to Ethan—body and soul. The pleasure was so much Thomas fell onto the floor, now looking up at his new master. Despite the fear that still lurked in the corners of Thomas's mind, there was an undeniable sense of excitement—almost arousal—bubbling up inside him as well. Ethan read Thomas's thoughts like an open book and laughed darkly. "Go on," he said with a sneer, gesturing toward his impressively erect cock that jutted out from his sweat-drenched body like a sword. "Suck me off.” Thomas swallowed thickly, his heart pounding in his chest as he reached out hesitantly to take hold of Ethan's hard length. He tentatively wrapped his lips around the head of Ethan's cock, tasting sweat and pre-cum on his tongue. A shiver of excitement ran up his spine at the sensation—a feeling he never would have expected just a few short hours ago before his descent into depravity. As Thomas began to suck eagerly at Ethan's cock, bobbing his head up and down in a frenzy of lust, Ethan's grip on the back of Thomas's skull tightened ever so slightly—just enough to let him know who was truly in charge here. Thomas moaned around the thick shaft filling his mouth while he caressed his hands down over Ethan's rock hard abs and further downward toward those plump round cheeks that seemed just begging for some attention themselves. Thomas was lost in the urge to worship Ethan’s superior body, no thoughts other than the pleasure he was feeling. When it became clear that neither man could take another moment without release any longer, Ethan finally gave a low groan and pulled his cock free from Thomas's hungry mouth before grabbing Thomas and pushing him onto the leather mattress just behind; hefted him upwards with surprising strength and then placed him down onto all fours. Just after Ethan lined his cock up with Thomas's dripping pink hole, he slammed all ten inches of throbbing cock into his boyhole with one forceful thrust that sent waves upon waves upon waves of pleasure cascading throughout every cell inside Thomas's body, who gasped loudly in both surprise as well as sheer ecstasy before going completely silent once more except for soft whimpers and moans that escaped his lips. As each brutal thrust met with Thomas's tight little channel deep within him, so too did Ethan lose control of himself; grunting out harsh obscenities like ‘whore’, ‘slut’, or ‘cumdump’ while pounding away mercilessly with every single ounce of raw power he could muster up inside him. Round after round of frenzied lovemaking ensued until finally Ethan couldn't contain himself any longer. He gave one last forceful jolt into Thomas before shooting ropes and ropes of cum deep into Thomas's pussy as he growled out harshly right alongside it. “Take it bitch, take all my POZ cum and become mine for good” he screamed, and all Thomas could do in response was moaning and begging for more. With their joining finally completed now, Ethan collapsed onto Thomas with an exhausted groan while still buried deeply inside the boy’s hole after having delivered its toxic payload. Slowly he uncoupled himself from the boy, seeing a drop of cum escape his hole. As Thomas lay panting and sweat-soaked on dirty mattress afterwards, his mind reeling from the overwhelming sensations that had been inflicted upon him by his new master, he couldn't help but wonder what fate awaited him next. He knew one thing for certain though: whatever came next in this twisted journey of lust and despair would be unlike anything he could ever have imagined—and yet still, some small part of himself ached with a need to experience more of the darkness that Ethan would surely reveal to him as time went on. And so they continued their depraved dance together within the confines of the sauna—two souls bound by blood and sin; one driven by his insatiable hunger to corrupt while another found himself lost in its depths, his new owner being the only thing that matters.

With just a few months left until my highschool graduation my brother and I had spent many moments together exploring everything sexual we would think of. When our parents went out we couldn't keep our hands off each other once they were safely away from the house. We had sex in every room of the house even in our parents' bed and we made sure there was absolutely no trace of what we did when we were finished. I wanted my hole to be as stretched as I could so I could make sure that I could enjoy anything that college would throw my way when I got there and my brother was happy enough to help train my hole. We started easy and soon enough I was stretched enough for him to reach in enough all the way to his elbow. I couldn't believe how I was able to take his arm so far into my body I felt like he could use me as a dummy. It felt amazing when he opened his hand while pushing his fingers in all the right spots. We almost got caught by our parents a few times so we decided to limit our play time to just in our shared room to be more safe. One night during an amazing fuck session in our shared bathroom we made a pact. The month before we went off to college we both were going to stop our medication and we would go to as many cruising spots as possible that catered to other poz men and take as many loads as we both could so we were ready to share our strains with as many other college guys we could. Talking about this while I was balls deep in my brother brought me over the edge as I shot volley after volley of cum in his guts. I told him that would be so hot and shoved my tongue down his throat as I could feel my orgasam start to subside. I stayed hard inside him and we moved into the bathtub without me leaving his ass at all. Once inside the tub I layed on my back with him crouching down and stayed deeply on my hard cock. I moaned as he turned on my cock facing me and leaning down making out with me while bouncing on my cock more knowing what was to come next. we pulled from our kiss and I moaned telling him it was coming and I slammed my cock upwards causing moans from him as I unleashed my piss into his hole. I had been holding this in for hours and drinking more and more water all day to make sure I had enough piss in store for my brother because I knew how much he loved piss as I do. I felt him clench onto my cock and moaning as he started to piss all over me as well. I made sure to open my mouth and drank in his piss as much as I could. We sat there for what felt like hours sharing our piss with each other and when I finally went soft he made sure to clench his ass as much as he could to keep in my piss and he spun around to where his ass was over my face and he pushed my piss and cum out showering me in all these yummy juices. Once he was empty we both stood up and continued to make out sharing our fluids and rubbing our hands all over each other. We knew we didn't have much time left alone so we showered together and as we got out we could hear our parents car pull into the garage. We both dressed and turned on our tv and started to play video games so they didn't suspect anything different when they came in and told us they were home. When it got late into the evening we kissed each other good night and went to sleep dreaming of everything that was going to happen before school started. The next morning we both woke up early because we wanted to start our plan to go to as many spots as we could and fuck to our hearts desires. We cleaned each other out fully and we made sure to bring plenty of lube and fisting grease so we were ready for anything that could happen. When we had everything ready for the day we did one more thing that showed our commitment to what we decided. We each grabbed all of our meds that would keep us undetectable and in unison we flushed them all down the toilet. I looked at Tom and smiled as he did to me and we kissed each other deeply with triumph over our pact. We made our way downstairs and I had my backpack with our things in it and Tom told our parents who were enjoying their morning coffee that we were both going out for the day and wouldn't be back till later on in the evening. They both smiled at us and told us to have a great time and not to get into any trouble. We hugged both of them and as we walked out the door we smiled at each other knowing that we would have the whole day to prep us for college.

Met this guy on sniffies. He was older, which is perfect, because I love older men! He said he was only interested in getting/giving a BJ, no penetrative sex at all!! It was early in the morning and I was happy to get a BJ. I get to his place and he is naked on the couch watching filthy gay porn. I stripped immediately and started sucking his cock. He starts moaning; I knew he loved it. He asked me if I would be interested in going into his bedroom. We get into his room and it’s dark with a big bed in the middle of the room. He says he wants to get comfortable while he sucks my cock. So we both get in the bed and I feel his mouth and tongue slurping my junk. He is going crazy on my cock. We 69 for a while and then he asked me if I would lay on top of him. At this point I’m confused because he told me he is Bi and just wants oral. So I lay on top of him and he asks me to rub my hard cock in his ass crack. I tell him it’s really dry and rough. He turns his head and looks at me and said that I could rub baby oil all over his asshole and my cock. I bluntly asked him if he wants me to fuck him. He tells me he doesn’t bottom and just wants me to rub on him. Well, I oblige and I am vigorously grinding him. It feels fucking amazing and I am getting ready to blow all over his back. He turns to me again and asks me to finger his hole with more oil. So I ask again, if he wants me to fuck him. No, no, I don’t bottom. So I finger him until I have four fingers in his rectum. At this point he asks me again to rub my cock all over his hole, but first I need to put more oil in his asshole. At this point, I begin to rub my cock on his hole again and what he did next surprised the hell out of me. He pushes his asshole onto my cock and he starts fucking himself with my cock. “Please, please fuck me! I want your load.” I was absolutely stunned, but I was so fucking worked-up I had to blow this load!! I start full-force fucking his asshole and it is so well lubed and slippery that I am in heaven!! He keeps taunting me and begging for my seed. I told him to get ready. I blew my load and just kept pummeling his hole. He starts moaning how good it feels and begs me to keep fucking. When all was said and done, I dropped two loads in this Bi man who was absolutely opposed to having his hole touched. I have never had an experience like this. We are meeting again on Monday at his place. I wonder what other secrets he is hiding.

The unexpected summer cold and wet weather seems to have brought out at least a few pigs here in Portland. Went back to Steam again tonight, arriving around 8 pm again, and the first 2 hours were the typical summer no fucking season blue ball no mating dance, unlike last night where there was some sucking and light foreplay happening, tonight they weren't even touching each other. Luckily around 10 pm things started picking up, I know I got fucked briefly in the big playroom, but don't remember anything about the guy, when he pulled out I heard the sling chains singing in the other playroom, and found the really hot black cub who fucked me last night somewhat awkwardly fucking a bottom in the sling and 2 twinks fucking next to them and watched until the twinks bred and the black guy pulled out walked over and started kissing me, so I grabbed his cock and said "I need this in me," and he said "when and where." I said let's find a spot and headed for the other playroom where he proceeded to rail me with his 8" moderately thick uncut cock for 15 minutes before tapping out. I went back to the sling playroom and watched the same bottom get awkwardly fucked by an equally awkward top until they vacated the sling. I decided to take another circuit around the club, but didn't find any action and decided to take a turn in the still empty playroom sling. My next action came in the form of the twink, who was probably only around 20, bearded and as blonde as I am, who got bred next to the sling while the awkward bottom got fucked by the black stud. He asked if he could eat my ass and if I had any cum in it, which sadly I didn't, until he planted his load in me while playing with my 8" moderately thick uncut cock which was rock hard despite my earlier frustration by the time he bred me. He asked if I would go back to his room and return the favor by breeding him, which I was more than happy to oblige. After I bred him, he asked if I could get fucked after fumming and after briefly felching each other's dummy holes he fucked and bred me a second time. While he is truly a pig of kindred spirit, unfortunately from Seattle, so probably won't get to flip fuck with him very often. After resting up and rehydrating, I found myself back in the sling making out with the twink when the black guy came in and started fucking me hard and loud for the next 45 minutes trying to to get me to tap out while the twink and a cubbish guy watched us, but I won the battle and he had to tap out after breeding me 3 times. After another rehydration and rest I made a couple more circuits, but the only action going on was 2 boyfriends obviously trying to indulge in some exhibitionism, fucking in the various playrooms and hallways and moving frequently because their audience kept running away like scared rabbits, so I decided to quit while I was ahead and go home. Tomorrow is supposed to be summer again so I may head to one of the nude beaches and see if I can find something better than the normal blue ball no mating dance parade in the great outdoors.

Went home to Newfoundland to visit family and friends. Had some mild fun with a few, nothing crazy or special. Was on Grindr one night and I seen this hot older guy in his 50's, we never shared face pics at first but we were hitting it off and he wanted me to come over and "party" at his place with his friend Molly. Kept insisting that if I come he didn't want a quick fuck, he wanted to play all night and get hot, high and passionate. Kept saying how much he liked to make out, how good he was at it and that I'd have the best night of my life. My interested had been piqued, I was super horny and I asked for a face pic exchange, sending mine first and then a small vid of me smiling and waving to verify I was legit.... Then he sent me his face pic and I was floored. It was my mom's ex boyfriends brother. I had known this guy from the age of 11 up until my mom and her ex split when I was 21. My mind was racing, I always thought he was good looking, knew he was gay. One of my secret fantasies growing up was to have sex with him. I wrote back and we chatted about the past for a bit, was nostalgic and my hormones at this point were off the wall for this man. He was just as excited as I was. So I went over, we chatted for a good hour catching up, and I finally gave him tge option to not go any further out of respect cause he still talks to my mother from time to time. He grabbed the back of my neck and hauled me in for a deep wet kiss and said "you're not going anywhere". He hauled out some viagra, which I never done before, told me to take it. I hesitated but took it anyways, didn't think it was gonna do much but boy was I wrong. He got me fixed up with his other favour's and we went to town on eachother the whole night. My cock stayed rock hard for 6 hours lol. We partied hard, poppers, smokes, red wine Bred eachother so deep and passionately. Probably one of the hottest fucks I've ever had in my life. We settled down around 7am and I fell asleep in his big arms. Woke up to him sucking my cock, it was like 12ish in the afternoon. Literally couldn't get enough of eachother. I ditched my plans for the day cause I knew I wasn't gonna have another fuck to top this one in a long time. He had blackout curtains in his apartment and we partied till 10pm that night. Got me to fill his ass with piss in the shower, said he'd never done it before and wanted to try. Luckily piss fucking while rock hard is one of my specialties hehe. He was getting nervous about it getting messy, and I kept telling him to let go of his inhibitions. Whatever happens, happens. I didn't care if it did and we were in the shower so no harm, no foul. I started telling him to push the piss out while I was sliding my cock in and out of him. It was good for a while, I was jonesing watching my piss run done his fit hairy legs, but then it got a bit dirty. The smell hit and he almost got away from me. I grabbed his hips and started pounding him HARD. Wrapped my arms around his chest from behind and softly, slowed my thrusting, told him to just let go and enjoy it. Told me after that it was one of the hottest piggy things he ever done. Was the wildest fucking time. Can't wait to go back home for a visit next summer 😌

3. Surprise, faggot. It’s Daddy! The man who was fucking me reached his arm out to help me up off the fuck bench and I followed him to the sling room. He introduced himself and said “I’m Justin.” We chatted a little as we walked to the large public sling room. Once my eyes adjusted to the low light, I saw HIM, in one of the slings, taking the cock of a hot, hairy muscle jock of about 25. My older son. FUCK. Adam came out as trans pretty young and his Moms and I were supportive, of course. When he started taking testosterone at 16, it was obvious that this was the right thing for his body. He blossomed into a muscular, confident young man, and hair started growing all over his body, just as I had done when I was his age. He joined the school gymnastics team, and excelled. He was short, strong, muscled and very flexible. I had no idea he was a pig, though. I was about to find out just how much of a pig. There he was, all 5’3” of him, thick furry chest breathing deeply, moaning and begging for the guy inside him to fuck his cunt harder. The guy reached down to play with Adam’s fat furry ass which just made him moan louder. Nothing better than two holes to play with. The guy continued to fuck Adam’s front hole while spewing filth about how his cunt was the best he’d ever fucked, which just made my boy put on even more of a show. The hot jock who was fucking him reached down to kiss Adam and my cock was instantly hard, despite the slam coursing through my veins. I’d never seen something so hot before. Justin looked at me and said “told you this kid was a pig.” I was so turned on that I hardly heard him. He touched my shoulder and I snapped out of the trance of watching my son take a huge cock in his cunt. I laughed and said “fuck yeah. One of the hottest things I’ve ever seen.” Justin then cocked his head to the side and said “do you know him or something?” “Or something.” He gave me another funny look and we both went back to watching the hot furry jock boy breed my son. His huge uncut cock kept pumping in and out of Adam’s pussy while Adam goaded him on in a low voice. “Come on bro, use my cunt. I know you wanna dump a load in me. Gotta cum inside. Don’t fucking pull that beautiful cock out of me. Shoot INSIDE MY FUCKING CUNT!” The jock laughed and said “dude, I already shot one load in your hole. You want another one, don’t you?” Adam laughed as well and moaned “fuuuuuuck yeah, dude. Give it to me. Knock me up and lube my cunt up so it can take cock all night. I need more loads in my cunt.” The guy sped up and said “you ready for it faggot? You ready to take another load in your cunt? Tell me what you need, pig.” Adam moaned and said “breed me, man. Shoot your load in me. I need it. I’ve taken 6 loads in this sling. Your second load will be seven. I want 20 tonight! Breed me fucker! Come on, give me your load!” The jock laughed again and reached down to kiss Adam while he pounded him hard. Then he moaned and said “here it comes, faggot. Take. MY. FUCKING. LOAD!” He stopped and his legs shook while I saw his nuts draw up into his body and pulse. He was breeding my son with another load of cum. He pulled out, reached over, kissed Adam again and whispered in his ear. Adam laughed and whispered back and furry jock boy walked away. A tall daddy type with salt and pepper fur all over his chest stepped up and immediately slid his cock balls deep into my son’s pussy. FUCK. I was watching another random stranger breed my son. My cock was bursting and had never been harder. The daddy didn’t last long. Clearly Adam’s hole was sloppy, just the way I like ‘em. He quickly dumped load #8 in Adam’s cunt, roaring as he shot what was clearly a huge load. Justin reached over and wrapped his hand around my fat uncut dick while we watched the Daddy dump his load inside Adam’s hole. I moaned as he pulled his cock out and cum oozed from my son, covering his cock head. Justin squeezed my cock again and leaned over to whisper in my ear “you gonna take a turn? Cause I’m gonna fuck that hot little furry thing. He’s sexy as fuck.” I laughed and just said “you first buddy. You dumped a load in me, do him next.” Justin laughed and walked over to the sling. Adam still hadn’t seen me, he was far too focused on getting the strange men in the room to breed him. Justin didn’t wait, he walked right up to Adam and pinched his nipples hard. Adam moaned and said “fuck me, mister. Either hole. Your choice.” Justin laughed and said “how many loads in each hole?” Adam just moaned when he saw Justin’s fat cock and said “five front, two back.” Justin just pulled his foreskin back and slid his cock inside my son. “Then I’ll be number eight, boy.” I moaned and watched this big black stud fuck my boy. Before tonight I had no idea what he was into sexually, now I knew he was a filthy cumdump begging for cock in a sleazy bathhouse’s public sling. Justin pumped Adam and played with the head of his cock while he pounded Adam hard, just the way he’d pounded me. I didn’t dare touch my rock hard cock while I watched Justin fuck my son. “Fuck boy, your cunt is so fucking sloppy. Grab onto my dick as hard as you can,” he said. Adam just laughed and said “how’s that stud? How’s your cock feel in my lubed up pussy?” Justin moaned again and said “that’s it, boy, that’s what I want. Keep doing that.” Adam clearly did his Kegels. He slammed his cock into Adam’s hole over and over again while my son moaned like a filthy whore. Pretty soon, Justin moaned loudly and he dumped another load into Adam’s hole. Justin pinched Adam’s nipples again, kissed him and slid his cock out of my son. “Next? You wanna fuck the kid, Mike?” For the first time, Adam lifted his head up so he could see who Justin was talking to. He got a horrified look on his face, and tried to pull himself up out of the sling. I quickly walked over to his head and gently pushed him back into the sling. “Shhhh…..Baby boy.…..don’t say anything.” Justin was still standing at the back of the sling and said “so you guys DO know each other, huh?” I laughed and said “apparently I’m not the only pig in this family.” Justin got a startled look on his face and said “Wait. WHAT? DUUUUDE. He’s your SON? Holy shit! That’s SO fucking hot. I loaded both of your cunts. Lucky me.” Justin and I laughed, while Adam was still dumbfounded. I turned to him and said “let’s get you out of this sling so you and I can go have a chat. OK, son?” Adam didn’t say a word but let Justin help him out of the sling. He was a little unsteady on his feet for a second. I wrapped my arm around him and turned his face to mine. “Don’t worry, baby boy. We’re gonna have a really good time tonight.” He smiled back at me and said “fuck Dad, I’ve been wanting this for a long time. He reached back and touched the plug in my ass. “Dirty faggot.” We both laughed and I told Justin that we were gonna take a break and told him my room number. “Come by my room in a half hour or so.” Justin smiled really big and said “can I bring a friend?” I laughed and said “I’ll be pissed off if you don’t!” Adam and I quickly made our way back to my room, shut the door sat down on the bed. I kissed him hard on the lips and he moaned loudly. He was ready to become Daddy’s whore.

I love rimming. Clean holes, sweaty holes, I’ll take them all. I’ll fuck you after, and rim you again.

Had my first hookup of the new school year with a freshman and got to enjoy a very nice and tight 18 year old booty. Beautiful, smooth twink boi which is exactly the kind of guy I like the most. Fucked and bred him 3 times this afternoon and evening. Nice cock too for a fairly small guy, and sucked several loads out of him, but sadly he's a total bottom, although he did admit he hasn't had that much experience with guys since he couldn't let his parents find out. Maybe I can get him to try toping at some point.

This of course was my point. Do people have compulsive sex? Absolutely. Does it interfere with their life? Absolutely. Is it a physical addiction like Crystal or heroin or even cigarettes. No it’s not. co-opting the language of addiction seems a little bit problematic to me. But, if it helps, you get control over the compulsions in your life then I suppose it doesn’t really matter.

Hubby, as usual, had booked his social calendar full and rushed from the train station by subway to meet up with a group of his friends he’d known for 30 plus years. I headed off to settle us into our weekend accommodations, we’d splurged on a five-star hotel. The guy that checked me in took my breath away. About 40 years old, classic tall dark and handsome, with an awesome five o’clock shadow and time stopping dimpled smile. He clarified that my husband would be joining me latter and called a bell-boy. As the first tall lanky fellow emerged the desk man asked if Raj was available. The lanky bellhop called into the room and out came the most beautiful East Indian I had ever seen. Jet black immaculate hair, tall, slim and with an energy in his step fitting for a stage performance. “Raj, help this man settle in please.” Even as we moved into the elevator, I picked up the flirty cruisy energy. The conversation was lite and professional, but Raj was clearly making sure my hubby would not be turning up for a few hours. He placed our bags and as he stood near the door waiting for his tip he started openly rubbing the crotch of his bellhop uniform. I liked what I saw growing in there and he started to lick his lips. I started unbuttoning my shirt and he stepped toward me saying, “Yeah daddy, let me see that hairy body.” I was unfastening my shorts as he crouched in front of me, mouth ready when my hard cock popped out of my underwear. He gave a very well-practiced blowjob and after a while I apologized and confessed, I’d already been drained on our trip in. He said, that was fine, he was after my hairy ass all along. I was spun, bent over the bed and his manly mouth was doing its magic on my hole. I couldn’t stifle my moans of enjoyment. Raj, as he stood: “I thought you’d like that, you’ll like this even more.” His raw cock head was teasing my hole. Me: “Fuck yeah man. You got that right. Ugh!” He had pushed halfway into me with his thick six inches with only spit for lube. It was a fast and furious fuck and soon he was panting; “I know you want this, no questions asked, no permission needed!” He was already breeding me deeply. As he made himself more presentable, he told me not to bother getting dressed. He was heading down to relieve the front desk clerk. Five minutes later I answered the door in my birthday suite. I was surprised that the stunning clerk also had the tall lanky bellhop with him. The bellhop was instructed to get out of his uniform, as I was instructed to lie back on the bed. The bellhop was then ordered to fuck me missionary style. When the bellhop suggested he should wear a condom the front desk clerk informed him; “That’s not how we do it around here. He’s already prelubed with Raj’s cum, he needs yours to be able to handle my monster.” I was soon impaled by a long slender cock that tickled my prostate just right. I was soon stimulated into a powerful ass orgasm and the bellhop was pulled over the edge. Rope after rope of his young load painted my innards. When he pulled out and stepped back I noticed the desk clerk was even more breathtaking naked than when I had first seen him. He stepped in to line his monster cock up with my dripping hole and gave further instruction to the bellhop. “Don’t get dressed yet, I need you to raw fuck my ass, so I dump my load faster. Gotta get back to my post.” I felt like I was going to be ripped apart as the desk clerk pushed deeply into me, but I knew I wanted every inch, so I muffled my groans. Soon the pain turned to pleasure and the train fuck was in full motion. My hands found their way to the desk clerk’s broad muscular hairy chest and he encouraged me to tweak his beautiful nipples. It wasn’t long until the bellhops voice croaked, “Fuck boss, your ass is amazing, I’m so close!” Desk clerk: “Don’t ask, just breed me boy!” Between these words and the big dick pounding I was receiving my ass went into orgasmic spasms. All three cocks exploded in synchronicity. I was still naked reliving my sex filled afternoon and relishing the three strangers loads in my ass when my hubby got to our room. He wondered if I’d had a good afternoon and if I was ready to finish cleaning up and head out for dinner. It seemed all gay guys except him could read the billboard flashing it’s ‘use me’ message on my forehead.

This summer went to visit my cousin who blew a number of males in our family. When I got his appt was in a jockstrap and was very horny. Jumps on the couch as spreads eagle, and notice some white stuff leaking from his hole. I ask if he had had sex today and he said he let two guys nut inside him at the gym. I get an instant boner and stick my middle finger up his tight sloppy hole and said cum in the best lube he starts moaning as I slowly stick to fingers and start massaging his prostate it was Long before he stats begging for me to breed him. I told him I would bring my jar of frozen loads to inject in his boy hole. He said she wanted to take as many loads as possible that weekend. I can’t believe my ears as for the longest time he only sucked cock wouldn’t even swallow and was so shy and scared to let anybody bareback him. I pull my fingers out and they glisten in cum. His hole is leaking who knows whose semen, leaking so profusely his balls get covered in cum. I pull out my cock and hear him yelp loudly as I lunge forward and go balls deep. His eyes roll back into his head and his sphincter tightens and pulls me cock deeper into,him. He’s gotten so,good at this. I whisper in his ear I don’t pull out. He starts getting overly excited and 10 mins in I can no longer hold myself back and squirt after squirt coat his insides with sperm we both get stupid giddily as my hard cock stays lodged in him because of the grips he has on my cock but he’s so flooded and stretched if I pul out the slightest my cock glides out but I just slam it back deeper and repeatedly keep impairing myself into him next time I’ll bring all the loads I have saved to see how his greedy hole handles 15 + loads I pull my cock out and my flared cock head plops out dripping with cum.

Met a guy through Grinder at a rest stop on the A41 a few years ago. He was driving an artic with a sleeper cab. Sadly he would only fuck with a rubber but, had a big cock and was an energetic fuck. He pulled out before he came, ripped of the rubber and came in my greedy mouth. Once he'd cum he basically told me to fuck off.

5 times....... woof.

It was a rainy night and I just left a friend’s house who put a load in my belly. I was still super horny and I wanted to breed someone. I got online and found a guy down the road in the carpark at the shops. He was “road gay” and “straight” at home. He welcomed me into his cab and was already spread. He wanted no chatting! Just fuck his ass and leave. I climbed on top, shoved my cock in, and I began pounding his hole. “Yes, fuck that hole, pound me, daddy!! Fuck!!!”, he screamed. I was really turned on and I blew a huge load. When I finished, I wiped off my cock on the arm of the driver’s seat. Got dressed and left. It wasn’t romantic, but it sure felt great to have a load in my guts and drop one in someone else’s.

I tend to keep pumping for a while after I blow my load. I always make sure I’m deep inside when I blow and then I slowly pull back to coat his rectum and lower colon. Then I just keep pumping in and out until I go hard again and it time to deliver a second load. If I’m the bottom, I make sure the top cums deep inside me! I want that load in me for as long as possible.

Part 2—Gettin Piggy With It There was some murmuring from the guys in the room, and my whole body was rushing from the slam I’d given myself a few minutes before. My hole was deeply hungry and desperately needed cock inside it. I reached around and pulled the plug out of my cunt and dropped it on the fuck bench next to me. I pulled my big hairy cheeks apart to show off that my hole was open for business. I heard a voice from the assembled pigs say “FUCK that’s a nice cunt.” I have no idea who said it, but the next thing I knew a tall, young, muscled guy with shoulder length blonde hair and a fat cock walked up behind me and I heard him spit into his hand. I had already lubed up my hole before leaving the house so I knew it was nice and slick inside. The blonde guy pulled my cheeks apart and quickly slid his entire cock up my hole. His cock was like him, long and thick. He moaned loudly as his cock bottomed out in my hole. The slam had awakened the whore in me and I moaned even more loudly which made him laugh. “Just a dirty little faggot, huh Daddy?” The combination of the T and the huge cock buried inside me meant I couldn’t make my brain talk to my mouth. I just moaned louder and croaked “harder. Harder.” Blondie laughed again and started to pump his cock in and out of my hole hard and fast. He clearly wanted to dump his load in me quickly and after four or five minutes of plowing my hole while the loud techno music thrummed around us he said “tell me where you want it Fag Daddy. Come on….tell your boy where you want it….” “In my fucking cunt, boy. Fuck Daddy’s cunt and load me up!” “You got it Daddy-o.” He pumped my hole a few more times and then shoved it in so far I thought it was going to come out of my mouth. He held his fat cock inside me while I felt his nuts contract and a huge load of cum burst out of his cock into my hungry cunt. I moaned again and he collapsed onto my hairy back. He whispered in my ear “I’ll be back to rape that hole again, Daddy. You better be loaded up good. Next time I won’t be so easy on your pussy.” Then he abruptly pulled his cock out of me, slapped my ass and was gone, leaving me in a sweaty mess. Another guy that I couldn’t see stepped in and took his place, sliding his cock inside me without saying a word. Meantime, another person sat above my head on the fuck bench and pulled my head up so that I was face to face with his beautiful uncut black dick. I looked up and saw his handsome face, bearded and with an intense look in his eyes, so I knew he was partying too. “Come on faggot, open up, gotta get me hard so I can have my turn at your cunt.” I moaned again and opened my mouth so that he could slide his thick uncut snake into my throat. He continued to fuck me while the person behind me rammed his fat cock into me with one thrust. It’s a good thing my mouth was full of black cock or I would’ve yelled at the intrusion in my hole. The guy behind me was obviously very turned on. I could feel his cock throbbing inside me as he unloaded his spunk in my hold. This was going to be a good night. I didn’t usually get this lucky so quickly. The guy behind me pulled out and walked away and the black dude said “fuck that was hot. My turn, Daddy.” All I could do was moan “fuck yeah, give me that beautiful dick.” He did not disappoint. He was tall, beefy with a sexy smile and a beautiful uncut cock that was as big around as a beer can. “This might hurt, faggot. Hit your poppers.” Then he laughed and said “this fag doesn’t need poppers, look how his pussy is gaping open! Fucking whore. Give em to him anyway.” Someone who was watching held a bottle of poppers under my nose and I took two enormous hits, holding them as long as I could. When I let the second hit out of my lungs, the man behind he slowly slid his entire cock into my cunt and I arched my back and pushed back onto his dick. “Fuck yeah, faggot. Take my whole fucking cock. How’s that feel?” I just moaned “FUUUUUUCK MEEEEEEEEEE” and raised my head to try to find another cock to go down my throat. I lewdly opened my mouth and moaned again. The guy who gave me the poppers laughed and said to the man fucking me “damn, this daddy is a fucking PIG.” They both laughed and he shoved his long thin cock down my throat, while taking hits off the popper bottle himself. He tasted like piss and ass. In other words two of my favorite things. The man behind me fucked me for a few minutes then pulled out and said “let’s take a break fag. I hear there’s a hot trans boy in one of the sling rooms taking loads.” He shoved the plug back in my cunt to keep the loads inside. Now it was time for the surprise.

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

Hey guys I just want to give you a heads up that I am going to try and write as many chapters to this story as possible and I don't know how long it will be in-between them so please be patient with me and let me know what you think about it I love all comments especially dirty ones lol I have made a discovery that is going to change lives forever and now I need to test it. I have been going to school to be a doctor and my main focus is HIV and now I have discovered something that will change the world of HIV forever. 4 years previous My name is Kyle and I have been HIV positive since I was 18 after my first hookup with a highschool friend and it changed my life forever. I was shocked and scared at first as was the rest of my family when they saw I was sick and rushed me to the hospital and they heard the results from the doctor. They all took care of me when I got discharged and made sure I took my meds that the doctor prescribed me and they never treated me any differently. When I was better and finally got out of bed without feeling I was going to die I went into my bathroom to see if I looked as I had felt over the last few weeks. When I saw my reflection I was pleased to see that I still looked like the cute surfer boy with my blond hair and blue eyes staring back at me. I ran my hand over my chest and tweaked my nipples and went further down my six pack abs and onto my hard dripping 7 inch cock. It was hard and leaking but I did feel inside that I was different as I swirled around my precum over my thick mushroom head. I felt more energized and hornier than I ever had in my life and some feeling deep inside me said that I needed more sex now that I was no longer neg. I turned around and looked at my ass in the mirror and saw the same muscular bubble butt and slid my finger down my crack till I reached my hole. Once I touched my hole I felt an increasing sense of hornyness and it was like my hole had a mind of its own opening and swallowing my finger all the way through to the base. This caused me to moan and buck my hips more than I can remember over my years of pleasuring my ass and I loved how intense it was. I added a second and then a third finger and like before my ass opened up easily accepting them like the first. I moved my three fingers until I found my prostate and I had to control how loud I was moaning so I didn't have any unwanted intruders to find me like this but I had never felt this much pleasure in my ass before I couldn't stop. My orgasam came with so much force I held onto the bathroom sink as ropes and ropes of cum coated the mirror and the sink. I stood there panting and in a cold sweat and quickly sat on the toilet as it felt like my legs were about to give out on me and quickly tried to catch my breath. Once I felt better I looked at the mirror to see all the cum that landed on it start to drip down onto the sink and pool with the loads that landed there already and quickly grabbed some toilet paper and cleaned up all of it and flushed it down so no one would see any evidence. Just as I finished and returned to my bed there was a knock on my door followed by my dad and mom walking into my room to see how I was doing. They were both happy to see that I was feeling so much better than I had been during my sickness and said that if I felt well enough that the hard part must be over and I could try and return to my normal day to day activates. While they were talking to me I couldn't help but think that my life would never be normal again after what just happened in the bathroom but I smiled at them both and said that I thought so too. They hugged me and left after saying that they hope to see me down stairs soon for dinner. Once the door shut I pulled up my laptop and started to see if there was anything online to explain to me why my body reacted so intensely to what I did but couldn't find anything to help me with it.I closed my laptop and put on some comfortable clothes and made my way downstairs to join my family after being stuck in bed for so long. I sat in the living room watching some tv with my dad and big brother Tom while my mom was finishing up making dinner. At dinner everyone chatted like normal and my Tom asked me what I was going to be doing next after highschool with graduation next month and as he said this he smiled and slid a large envelope my way. My parents both asked me what that was and I didn't say anything but opened it and read the first page. It was an acceptance letter to my first college choice (the same one my brother went to) that I applied to before I had gotten sick and I burst up from the table and shouted that I had gotten into the college on a full ride. I looked at my parents shocked faces as they didn't know that I had applied months ago and they didn't know either that I was going to study to be a doctor. This brought on cheers and hugs from all of my family and when my brother hugged me he said that he saw that my acceptance was delivered and hid it away and waited until I was better to see what it said. Once the cheering died down my mom and dad started to call all the relatives and tell them that I was going to be going to the same college as my older brother and that I wanted to study to be a doctor. While all this chatter went on my brother pulled me into the living room and told me he had a secret he wanted to share with me. He looked both worried and proud and I asked him what was it. He bent down and whispered in my ear that he knew that his friend was the one who pozzed him because he was the one who pozzed my friend after he fucked him. Welcome to the brotherhood my little bro. I looked at him in shock and awe and felt my cock get so hard digesting this news. I never knew my big brother was gay and now after hearing that he was poz and was the one who infected my friend who in turn infected me I couldn't handle the emotions and urges that flowed in me I came right in my pants without touching myself and It was just as intense as it was earlier in the bathroom. Tom could tell what was happening to me and he rushed me into his bedroom and quickly stripped me out of my clothes and put his mouth on my cock as I was convulsing and shooting more and more cum down his throat. I panted as I finished and I felt like I blackened out a bit and Tom picked me up and kissed me sharing some of my load and told me after we finished kissing that I was going to be so ready for what was to cum when I would get to college.

I really enjoy the stories here (especially in this section) and this is my second attempt participating. Before I start writing about my last load(s), I would like to point out that English is not my first language. Please be kind with my grammar and hope the story will still be exciting. Please note that everything is 100% true and happened like discriped. I travel lots for work in Europe and got plenty of time to explore bars and clubs by myself during the night. Really got tired of wasting time on Grindr, texting with guys that are not serious about meeting up. I wanna write about my hot evening I spent in London. I am in my early thirties, I exercise five times a week and therefore a very muscular body. Most guys would descipe me as cute, even if that is not what I am going for. I have a pretty innocent look that is not everyones cub of tea. I went to try out a club that I discoverd on this very page. It had a naked policy on Mondays that was recommended here. Still I was not expecting lots of guys on a Monday night but the place was growded when I arrived around 8pm. There was a big variety of body types but the guys were mostly older. I undressed and left my stuff at the counter. I entered through a metal chain curtain to the main room. On the right there was a large bench with already five to seven guys, naked and ass up wanting to get fucked and loaded. I admire those guys and hope one day I will be brave enough to do the same. In the corner I immediately made eye contact with a hot, young latino guy. He‘s body was taned, beautiful defined abs, dark short hair, maybe few inches shorter than me with a leather braclet around his biscep. He smiled at me and we walked up to eachother. Without saying a word he put is tongue in my mouth. This took me by suprise since it never happen to me at a cruising bar. I find kissing almost more intimate than fucking. But his kisses tasted good and made me really hard. He dropped to his knees and started sucking my dick. Many guys turned around and watched him taking my 19cm dick all the way in his mouth. He was gagging and a random guy that walked by pressed him even deeper. Brutal! His mouth felt good but this was not why I came here. He stood up, turned around and shove my dick in his wet ass. I was not even 5min at the place and already deep in a guy in front of a room full of strangers. I didnt fuck guys in a long time and his ass felt suprisingly soft and warm. I put it all the way in his ass and he started moaning extremly loud. I could have easily cum right away and that’s why I took my dick out after few strokes. When I pulled out, the guys ass was dripping cum and my dick was totally wet. He turned around and looked at me suprised and disappointed. I asked him how many loads he got in his ass? He answered with five. I told him that I am here to bottom aswell and he wished me good luck. From there I walked along the corridor with the cabines to the left side. I arrived at the bar and ordered a drink. I kind of felt overwhelmed. I could feel that many guys at the bar started to check me out. I was pretty uncomforable standing naked at the bar and I find it hard to start conversations with naked strangers. Also I get very quickly turned off by guys when they start to talk. Anyone else feel the same? Well, I couldnt stop thinking about the fact that the other guy had already five loads in his ass at 8pm. It made me jealous and I was graving a load in my ass too. But I also knew that I am very shy and tend to be very selective with guys. I like when they are around my age and in good shape. Therefore I asked the bartender to get me a fresh bottle of poppers. Poppers make me horny as hell and very uninhibited. For the short time I am high on poppers literally anyone could put his dick in my ass and mouth. I removed the plastic around the bottle for easy access, put it in my white socks and left the bar. I went back to the corridor with the cabines and stood against the wall. Again, the place was pretty crowded and many guys tried to touch my dick when walking by. I stood there for around five minutes, when I saw a tall black guy entering. He was wearing a cap so I could not really see his face. I liked his soft large dick hanging, which distracted me from his rather big belly. I bend over to get the fresh poppers from my socks and took a hit. The guy sold me a super strong one that made me cough. Wow! Then the guy was standing in front of me and I went down on my knees without even looking into his eyes. I took his soft dick in my mouth and noticed his extremly huge balls. I have never seen such big balls! They were hanging very low and I was almost afraid of touching them. He slowly got hard and his dick turned out to be very wide. Not super long but I had to open my mouth fully to get it all in. I could hear him moan and other guys watching me sucking him. I dont mind that but he seemed not too comfortable with it. He pulled me into a cabine close by. There was a small matrase on which a old couple was already fucking. I wanted to leave and find a free cabine, but he pushed me to the floor and got behind me. I was not ready yet to be fucked because I really wanted to play more with his huge balls. They turned me on so much. Next thing I hear is him spitting on his dick. He didnt ask me if I want to use a condom and didnt check for my status. He just put his dick all the way in my tight ass. It made me scream super loud so that the older couple in the room paused. I looked up and saw that they winked at me and the guy continued to fuck me without mercy. After a minute or so I heard him saying the he is ready to cum. He called me a slut and emptied his large balls in me. Honestly I could feel his huge load. I heard him breath loud and I wanted to turn around to suck his dick clean. But he hold me tight and started fucking again. I couldnt believe it. This never happened to me. Once I cum, I am over it and usually leave the guy and place as soon as possible. But this guy continued even harder. At least his load was helping to reduce the pain. I took another hit and started to enjoy his dick fucking my wet pussy. Not sure for how long. But I could hear him moaning louder and louder until he came a second time in my ass. He pulled out, slapped my ass really hard and left the cabine in a rush. I dont remember seeing his face but I still see his large balls and the feeling of his two loads in my ass. I put the poppers back in my socks and left the cabine. Maybe I was at the club for twenty to thirty minutes and got two loads in my ass. I was tempted to get my clothes and leave back to my hotel. I thought it couldnt get any better after this. I loved the idea of pushing out the twl loads and licking it up while jerking off. But I remembered the guy from the beginning and I wanted to challenge myself further. At least another load. The evening continued. Let me know if you wanna hear what happened next.

I was kinda bored the other night so I headed to the park. There was a new moon, and it was extremely dark. A couple cars were in the lot, but for all I knew they were bashers or undercover cops. The park can be a dangerous place at night, so I erred on the better side of caution. Once in the Tearoom I stopped to let my eyes adjust. It was pitch black, except for incandescent flickers as vehicles traversed the lot. At the urinal, a Tall Dude was getting sucked by a Young Guy. I must have missed part of the action cause his pants were already down around his feet. An Old Fart stole up behind him, spat on his Shaft, and rammed it up the Youngster's Ass. The Kid squealed like a pig, though it sounded kinda funny since his mouth was stuffed with Cock. The Punk struggled to pull off; but the Dude fucking his face gripped his head tightly, and the Troll behind him locked his arms about his waist. He was impaled beyond escape. A few minutes later both men cried out as they shot inside the Kid. The Boy protested vehemently, but choked and gagged as the Tall One spooged down his throat. The two Assailants pulled out; and the defeated, ravaged Youth slumped to the floor. One of the men wrapped his arm around the other, like they were lovers or good friends. The Troll rebuked the Punk, "You're a Tight Fuck, Sonny Boy; but ya gotta learn to play the game." I glanced down at the sobbing Youth. He looked like he was gonna puke, but climbed slowly to his knees. He asked why I hadn't intervened. I shrugged; but he persisted, "WHY!?" "I thought you were havin’ a good time." "Getting’ raped by a couple of Perverts? You call that fun? Fuck you!” Ungrateful Dude! That Boy's response reminded me of how I was ungrateful once. It was during a thunderstorm. I didn't think anyone'd be in the park, but decided to chance it. I was surprised to find several cars in the lot, one of which was a black van. No sooner did I walk into the john than I saw a huge bulky man standing near the urinal. Fuck was he built! In his late 30's, 6'5", solid muscle, bald head, and wearing fatigues. Needless to say I was more than wary—especially of someone who towered over me like that. I looked at him awestruck as I walked past. I'd gotten soaked from the rainstorm and dried myself with toilet paper. I saw the Guy was staring at my stall. I didn't know if he was cruisin’ me or what—so I decided to get the hell outta there. As I walked by he grabbed my arm. He pulled out his Cock. It was a Monster—9", thick as a beer can. He pushed me to my knees and slapped that Monster ‘cross my face, commanding, "SUCK IT!" I did as I was told. It was hard getting the whole thing down my throat, but he fed it to me slowly. Gradually my lips grew moist with his PreCum. He ordered me to follow him to his black van. I noticed all the other cars had gone. It was just he and I left in the park. He pushed me inside. "Got a handle, Sonny?" 'Of course, you Stupid Shit!' I thought; but replied succinctly, "My name is Charles." "Well, Charlie Boy, you and me are gonna party.” He pulled a syringe outta his pocket. Till then I'd done nothing more extreme than Poppers. The Dude took off his jacket and stuck the needle his arm. Fascinated I watched the liquid shit disperse. "Your turn, Boy." He pulled off my Tee. "I don't like needles, Sir." "Yer gonna love this one." God, it was sleazy the way he grinned. He grabbed my trembling arm and plunged the dirty needle in. With the enthusiasm of a condemned man, I watched the once clear fluid, now tainted pink, inject into my bloodstream. I sat transfixed and waited. He roused me from my reverie by gnawing on my Nips. He pulled me to his chest and demanded I succor him in kind. He pushed me down on his Mammoth Shaft and soon Spittle and Precum were drooling from my lips. As I struggled to take him down my throat, he berated me with oaths and curses. I grew erect. It was the drug, I knew. Soon I was slurping on his thick Dick like a Sex-Crazed Prostitute. It was the drug, I knew. The Fag made me pig-out on every inch of his athletic bod. I sucked his Dick. I took his Loads. He batted me about, and I deserved it. The drug again, I knew. He sat on my face, and I ate his shitty Hole. He fucked me raw and took Viagra to keep erect. In turn I used the Poppers he provided. His beefy fist squirreled up my Rectum—up to the wrist—while I begged and moaned for his whole arm. It was the drug, I knew. How hot he was and what and what a worthless Shit I was! The drug again, I knew. He convinced me I was a Fuckin' Slut who’d eat out any Hole that came along and stretch my legs back over my head in accession to all Cummers. It was the drug, I knew. I licked his jockstrap and sucked it clean—the Sweat and Piss and Shit and Cum out of his undergarment. The influence of the drug, I knew. My Pussy was on fire by then. I could have taken a fuckin’ baseball bat and wanted to fuck on forever. The drug again, I knew. I stuck my fingers up my Ass, scooping out the red-brown Goop, and ravaged down the sacrilegious excrement. I woke in the morning, slumped over my steering wheel, with one horrendously sore Ass. I’d learned what a Fuckin' Slut I was—who’d eat out any Hole that came along and stretch my legs back over my head for ingress by all Cummers. I had to be honest—confront myself. It wasn’t just the drug. I knew!

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

So I’ve been telling my best friend and roommate (a single straight 21-year old female) about my life as a cumdump. Every time I tell her she tells me that she gets horny, and she asks me about all the cock I have had inside me and how many loads I’ve received on any given weekend. She gets turned on by my lifestyle because she says she dreams of being able to have her pussy and ass and mouth full of cocks all at once, that she just wants to go out and get her holes filled with cum. I tell her I go to DenLA for that. She asks me if women can go to Den and I say no it’s for gay MEN only. She says what if she dresses up like a guy and I say well yeah but you need an id too. So she chops off most her hair and gets a fake id and we both go to Den together. I told her I was gonna go to the bench and just be a no-load refused cum dump all night and she said she’d join me in that and so we we were both in the darkroom in the back side to side getting fucked ass up and not gonna lie it was really hot when a top would slide out of her pussy and enter my hole immediately after and I’d take in her vaginal fluids inside me along with all the cum from the previous loads she has received that has been pounded out of her vagina by all the tops hopping back and forth between my hole and her pussy by all these super hard and hung tops getting a kick fucking who they think is probably a trans man with no bottom growth surgery yet and having no problem going inside holes from men like me and then her vagina and back and forth and spreading all the loads inside all the cum dumps there that night inside us At one point her dream came true her mouth and her vagina and her ass all had massive cocks inside them and were fucking her brains out while I watched as I was double penetrated after about twelve loads inside my man hole

Term limits have positive AND negative effects, and I can see these at the state level very clearly. Louisiana was one of the last (if not the last) states to enact term limits for its state legislature, which we did in the mid-1990's. Here's what we've found. Before term limits, in any given 4-year term, roughly 5-8% of legislators resigned during the term, most often because they were elected to a higher office or appointed to a state position, like a departmental secretary. At the end of a 4-year term, somewhere in the vicinity of 20-25% of people either retired (chose not to run again) or were defeated for re-election. Term limits has NOT substantially raised that number over the 12-year maximum under term limits; what it's done is compress the resignations to the end of that 12 year period (with correspondingly fewer during the course of the term). Moreover, before term limits, one would typically have to serve two or three terms, at a minimum, before being appointed as chairman or vice chairman of a standing committee (where legislation begins its process). That experience made it possible for committees to weed out dumb ideas, and chairmen had learned, by then, how to work with the opposite side to get important bills passed. And individual legislators could begin to study particular areas of interest, often under the mentorship of older, more experienced members who had become subject matter experts in particular fields. Now, we routinely have legislators starting their second term being named committee chairmen, without the necessary experience to even manage the members' interests, much less help broker compromises between the governor's office and opposition legislators, or between advocates for both sides of a contentious issue. There is, in other words, a power vacuum. And into that vacuum step staff and lobbyists. Unlike many people, I don't consider "lobbyist" a dirty word; there are lobbyists for conservation groups and for petrochemical plants, for senior citizens and for nursing home operators, for doctors and for hospitals and for nurses, all of whom may be at odds with each other over a measure that affects them both. What ends up happening now, especially when a large new "freshman" class of legislators enters, is that the lobbyists basically bypass most of the legislators, cut deals they can both live with, and present the compromise to the inexperienced committee members who vote for it because they don't understand the issue themselves. And if the bills come out of committee, unless there's some major opposition from a different quarter (and that opposition has deep pockets that it's used in the past for donations to elect some of those members), the compromises just sail through, with no one in the legislature itself having actually read much of the bill. In our legislature, the staff are non-partisan (there's not a separate Republican staff and Democratic staff). But the important staff are assigned by committee, they're responsible for drafting the bills and amendments, whether the idea comes from the legislator herself or from a lobbyist who brought the idea to the legislator. They become the experts (they always have, but they don't have legislators who are also experts to look at the product). And after four or five years as the staff attorney for the Health and Welfare committee, they get hired to work for the Hospital Association or the Medical Society or whomever, having "earned" that position by getting that group's bills through the process. And of course neither the lobbyists nor the staff are elected by anyone. As for money: for better or worse, money amounts to the ability to get your message out, especially as legislative district sizes keep growing and growing in terms of number of people. In 1963, when I was born, the average US House district had 410,481 people. Today, it's over 760,000 people, and we no longer have just three broadcast networks and a handful of newspapers in each district. We have fewer newspapers, thousands of "news" websites, multiple cable and online news channels, and more. It takes money to reach the people in the district, like it or not. To arbitrarily cap the amount you can spend really is tantamount to capping how much you can say or how many people you can reach, and that's a major infringement on political speech, the most protected category of speech there is. In short, as appealing as term limits, clean slates, and limited campaigns sounds, it's wholly impractical and can have horrendous consequences in the execution.

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So the other day I’m in this big college town in Missouri and I’m in town for work and I’m getting close to finishing up for the day it’s about 4 pm so I jump on sniffles my typical hung vrs bottom looking to get fucked today headline and I throw my phone in the seat and I continue working and I come back and check it periodically and right when I get done i get a message from this 22 yo 9.5” bbc and he asks if I’m free and I say yeah and he asks what I was looking to do. Well I hadn’t had my hole stretched for a while so I say I’d like to get on my knees and take some big dick up my ass. He shoots me the address and I run by the local quick trip and do the bathroom stall water bottle clean out and I’m at his apartment in like 15 min. He answers the door and there like 5 black dudes in there playing video games and they are all talking shit to him when he walks me by and he slaps my ass right in front of them as he directs me to his room. And I can hear them laughing and saying something about “he’s about to get that ass pounded” as he closed the door. I drop to my knees and pull his shorts down and grab his cock and cram it in my mouth and i can tell it’s huge and he’s not even hard yet. He had one of those small heads but the shaft is thick and as I’m stroking his cock I can feel it getting rock hard. He asks how I want it and I say doggy. So he has me get undressed and get on the bed. He grabs some lube and lubes my hole and works 2 fingers in and he’s about to press his cock into my hole when one of his roommates pounds on the door and says “hurry up” and they all laugh and he starts sliding into the depths of my ass and I have to pull off, my ass isn’t quite ready for that thick of a cock yet. And he says “ I thought you came here for some dick?” And I say yeah and he says “than take this motherfucking dick” and he pushes all the way in and fuck it hurt but he held it there for a minuet and then pulled out and grabbed some lube again and smeared it over my ass and his cock and then he slid all the way back in again to the base. I literally am biting his sheets at this point. And he starts fucking and I mean fucking like there was no tomorrow he fucked me so hard from one side of the bed till I was falling off the other side and as he’s pounding I can hear his buddies laughing and saying “pound that ass”. In all the chaos I never got the chance to ask him if he was on prep or if we were going to use conforms but at this point it was kinda to late and I could tell he was getting close and then he jumps up and slaps my ass hard and says “fuck that’s some good bussy” and he walks over to the door and yells “hey Dion you got to get in this ass man this bitch is about to make me bust” and some dude walks in sees me ass up on the edge of this bed and says “fuck yeah” and walks in. He drops his pants and pulls out his cock. Idk how big it was but it was long but not as thick as the other guy and he starts thumbing my hole and he says “you like that bitch” and I’m kinda stunned and I look back and the other guy is gone and the door is wide open and I can see right into the living room where 3 dudes are staring at me all red assed and gaping. And the first guy walks back in with a towel and puts it under me and says to dion “get in this bitch” and he spits on my hole and slides his cock in and starts pounding away and the first guy comes over and shoved his dirty cock in my face so I start sucking which I’ve never gone ass to mouth before. So there I am this 40yo white bottom ass up getting spit roasted in front of a live audience when dion decides it’s time to “breed this bitch” and he grabs my hips and bucks real hard and groans and drops a nice big load in me. He pulls out and the first guy pulls out of my mouth and gets behind me and looks at my hole and says “I love sloppy seconds” and pushes his fat. Cock deep in my freshly seeded guts and he starts pumping. I can tell dion shot a big load because I can feel it pouring out of my ass and down my balls with every stroke then he says “fuck yeah” and pounds 3 times really hard and holds it in deep and I can feel his cock twitching I think 8-9 times before he slumps on top of me. He slowly gets up and pulls out and I hear him ask “anyone else want in this?” And just laughs from thee living room. I slowly get up and put my cloths on and I thank them for the loads and I walk out into the living room and one of the guys says “you took that shit like a champ” and I say thanks and walk out the door. My ass was so sore for about 3 days. But I look forward to doing that again.

Jake held still while putting his cum deep in me, but once the shooting stopped he slowly slid in and out of me a couple of times before pulling all the way out. "Let me take one more picture baby, now that you are leaking my cum", Jake said while he grabbed his camera. Jake took a couple pictures while whispering, "fucking hot". He then turned the phone to me so I could see what was "fucking hot". Wow is all I could think. Wow! I could see his white cum leaking out of me, leaking across my red ass lips. it was very hot. I looked up at Jake. "Yes, that is very very fucking hot dad, please don't ever stop doing that with me". It sounded really cheesy I think, but I had to say it, it was what I was feeling and thinking at the time. Jake put the phone down and started rubbing my cum all over my belly. He looked at me, "Tim I want nothing more than to keep fucking you, making love to you, everywhere. Then Jake leaned over me and kissed me. I help him so tight and knew he was changing me forever. I could not get enough of this man. I finally released Jake and he kissed me one more time. He looked into my eyes and said, "let's get cleaned up and go for a swim". "I would love that", I said. Jake stood up and helped me off of the counter. Looking behind me I could see the counter was a mess with Jake's cum, lube, a lube bottle, and his phone which obviously was shiny with lube now! I smiled. Jake was looking at the same mess and said, "Let me clean this up really quick. Why don't you head in and run through the shower and I will follow you out to the pool". I looked down at Jake's cock that was softly swaying, all wet with lube and cum. I reached out and wrapped my hand around it, looked him in the eyes and said "you bet dad, fuck you are hot, thank you". I kissed him on the cheek, let go of his cock and headed to his bathroom to run through the shower. After I was rinsed off and felt cooled off I dried off and head out through Jake's bedroom to the pool. The day was already starting to warm up. The pool looked so inviting and I told myself I would be in there soon. It was now that I realized I was completely naked and hadn't thought anything about it, but I knew it was alright and Jake's backyard was very private. I got a towel and move two of the loungers closer together, a little closer than they were yesterday. I flattened out my chair, put the towel down next to me and laid out on my stomach. It felt so good to lay and relax. After a night of constant thinking, tossing and turning, and now having been fucked and cum very hard, I was at a point I felt my eyelids getting heavier and heavier. As I started to doze off I heard Jake approach and adjust the lounger next to me. Soon I felt his hand on my ass cheek and he leaned in saying, "get some rest baby boy, I will be right here". That was it, I immediately let go and dozed off. I finally stirred, a little dazed, but managed to open my eyes and sure enough Jake was right where he said he would be. "how long was I out?", I asked him. "Only about thirty minutes, but you were definitely out, you didn't move one time. I thought I might have to give you mouth to mouth pretty soon.", Jake smiled. "that is what I was waiting for", I replied and smiled back. "I am going to go for a swim and wake up", I said as I got up. I briefly looked at Jake, I loved his body. I noticed that is cock ring was no longer on. "No more cock ring? booooo". Jake looked up at me, "no, don't want it to get too hot and burn me, not a good option". we both laughed. The pool water felt amazing and quickly brought me right back to life. I swam a couple of laps and then rested on the side of the pool. Jake got up from his lounger and walked to the edge of the pool. He said down on the edge, next to me, and put his feet in the pool then leaned back on his arms. "Tim, I think we should talk about us and having unprotected sex". I looked up at him and agreed, "I think so too". "ok great", Jake said and then continued. "I don't want this to be a downer type conversation, but I think it is time to talk about reality. I want us to be open about what we have done, are going to do, and our emotions around those actions. What do you know about being HIV positive, or have you ready anything?" "i don't know too much at all besides the fact that it can be a very serious health condition unless treated or someone is on medication. That is about it." Jake nodded and picked up the conversation. "That is pretty true these days. HIV is very manageable with medication, which I started soon after my infection, so I feel great these days". I asked, "you seem very healthy to me, and I am glad to hear that". "I have tried to maintain my medication routine along with being healthy and staying fit", Jake continued. "I am lucky to some degree, The medical path is expensive and some men just can't maintain that expense. Then there are some men that just choose not to be on meds or medication." That shocked me a little and didn't seem right. "some men actually choose not to take the meds?"/ "Yeah, like I said some can't afford it and some just don't want to, they prefer to have a high viral load, as it is called": I asked, "what is a viral load?" "For some top men, that are HIV pos, they want to have a high viral count in their cum, or their load", Jake answered. This wasn't quite making sense to me. "Why would men want to have a high virus count in their cum?". Jake looked at me like was so innocent and sweet. "baby, some men pos top men seed HIV negative bottom men to fuck and fill them with their poz load and on the flip side there are bottom men that crazy unprotected sex with poz top men to willingly take their viral load. Those men that seek it are what we call chasers and the poz top men are called giftters. It isn't as common as some stories make it out to be, but it is a real thing and there are men seeking and giving." I was still not understanding all that I was hearing, but I did notice without mentioning it, Jake's cock was stirring and semi hard now. All I could say is 'wow'. Jake said, "I know". I continued the conversation, "sir, do you think that way or have you ever thought about it? Giving a bottom man your poz cum?". Jake looked at me for a moment and then said, "That is a tough question. The quick answer is no, not to someone that is so-called chasing to become HIV positive, or poz'd as it is referred to. No, that is not my thing or a turn on for me. Now, like you and I. Am I willing to give you my poz cum if you want that and we as a couple decide that? Yes, very much so, it does turn me on to know you are negative and I am poz." I could tell how much it turned Jake on because his cock was almost fully hard and yet he was still having a great conversation with me. But it was ok because I was now hard to, just looking at him and hearing all of this information about gay love and sex. 'Jake, I am going to get out now and layout for a little bit. will you come join me and tell me more about this, poz and negative sex?" I walked over to the steps to climb out, that short time in the pool let my dick go down a little bit. Jake had gotten up and moved back to his lounger. He sat down and said, "I see his conversation has affected you too. Ha, I am not the only one". He was right, he was still semi hard and so was I, no hiding the affect this conversation had on both of us. I moved the lounger a little so I could look more directly at Jake, raised the back a bit, and settled in for more of this talk. "Can I ask you something Jake"? "Of course Tim, you can really ask me anything." "Ok. can I ask how you became hiv poz? were you one of those men looking to get infected?" Jake looked at me seriously and then said, "no Tim, I wasn't chasing the hiv bug. I used to be very versatile, meaning loved to fuck and be fucked and I tended to play safe, or used protection, always when I was being fucked. When I was a little older than you I met this sweet couple and we started hanging out at their house a lot, which soon turned into threesomes with them. I assumed, because of their status in life, jobs, etc, that they were negative. This turned out to not be the case. I don't think they set out to poz me Tim, but one night everything happened so fast and it was so hot that protection never came up. I let them both cum in me, one after the other. The feeling them fucking me, one after the other, was just so hot." Jake paused and asked, "you know what I am talking about right? That bare sex feeling? It is incredible" Jake moaned softly. "Ok, continuing on. These two men were just so gentle and lovely I never thought one thing about it until I came down with the virus and was sick as hell. I talked to them both about it once I was feeling better and they confessed about being hiv positive. They said they had never intended for that to happen, but it felt so right at the time. They apologized and reassured me constantly. they actually helped me through my diagnosis, sickness, and then following on to help me learn so much about HIV." Jake paused a moment and said, "they really are great men and we are friends to this day" Jake asked, "does that answer your question?" He was looking at me so intensely. "Yes it does, thank you for answering. Can I ask another question?". "Yes, please ask all the questions you want". "Were they, sorry I don't know their names, but were they on medication at the time they fucked you bare?". I wasn't sure if I wanted to hear the answer, but both of our cocks didn't seem to care about the answer I thought.. "being honest with you Tim, yes. Their names are James and Eric. Yes, both James and Eric were on medication which is another reason they let it go that far." Jake paused for a moment. "Does that worry you now? Now you know I became positive by two poz men on medication fucking me without protection? We know I have already cum in you several times, so there is always that possibility Tim." It made it seem so definite. "Tim, every situation and person is different, trust me. There is no guarantee you will become infected like I was. Does that really bother you?" I wasn't really sure how to answer that question. I knew keep down it was scary, but also that it would not change the way I feel about Jake and I's relationship and sexual behavior. "Honestly Jake, a little bit scared deep down inside of me, but mostly I am very thankful to have found you and been in this situation with you." I paused for a moment then added, "as I said before I never want something between us when we have sex, I want it to be natural." Jake agreed, "me too baby boy". I kept going, "if it were to happen, that you infect me with your cum, that you stand by me as those men did with you. does that make sense?". Jake got up and came over to me, hard cock bouncing. He bent down and kissed me fully. I promise you baby, I so promise you right now, if I do infect you that you will always have my support." Jake walked back to his lounger and sat back down. The he said, "what else? what else do you want to know?" I didn't hesitate on this one at all. "I want to know why you only like to fuck now, why you are just a top these days?" Jake laughed and said, "ah you remember that huh? Well, like you I started out just loving being fucked, and fucking for sure, but I loved it both ways. I am not sure exactly how it turned one way for me, but like I told you yesterday, there is just something about that feeling of my cock in a tight ass, watching it, fuck it just turns me on so much." I saw Jake's cock jerk once and he breathed out slowly. "Please don't ever change that about you sir, you are an incredible man that knows how to fuck, please don't change that." Jake took hold of his big cock and said, "I don't son, I won't". "One more question about James and Eric, if I may?". "Yes please Tim". "Do you still talk to them, James and Eric?" Jake smiled, "Oh hell yeah, we talk all the time. Matter of fact we just talked last night." I was very interested. "You did? Good, I am glad you are still in touch with them". Jake said, "oh yes, we talk every other day or so, very often. They were just checking in and of course our conversation drifted to me seeing anyone or hooking up with anyone.", Jake laughed I asked, "did you mention you and I?" "Being completely honest with you, yes I did. I mean my cock was still sore from fucking you twice and you were very fresh on my mind. I hope that is ok?" "Yes sir, very ok, I am glad you did. Did you tell them details or vague?" "Oh my boy, with those two, it is always details", Jake laughed. "Those two are horny men and they just coax it out of you." "You told them that I am neg and we had bareback sex?", I asked "Yes. Is that ok Tim? If I thought it wouldn't be alright I wouldn't have told them, but I thought with you and I you wouldn't mind them knowing. Since they don't know you, or you know them, it is not a problem." "Jake?" "Yes." "I would like to meet them some time. They are close to you, and I care about you and it seems they also care about you. So, I would love to meet them." "Really Tim? I would love that. You let me know a time that works for you and I will arrange it. I know they would LOVE to entertain us at their home." "Maybe this weekend, Jake?" "Let me give them a quick call", Jake said while getting up and walking into the kitchen. I noticed Jake was still hard, which was very impressive since he had just fucked me not to long ago. I laid my head back down on the lounger and started to recall everything Jake and I had talked about. It seems as though I still had questions about my new type of relationship, neg and HIV poz sex, but maybe those were more for me. I was lightly napping when I heard Jake open the kitchen patio door and rejoin me by the pool. "I hope you are all good with Saturday night Tim, they were very anxious to have us over and jumped at my suggestion.", Jake said while chuckling. "Horny old men". I just laughed a little without opening up my eyes. "You will really love them Tim, they are such sweet men and dear friends of mine". I opened and shaded my eyes to turn and look at Jake. "I am sure I will Jake, and I am very excited for Saturday". Today being Tuesday I knew I was in for a long week. "Me too Tim, a long week for sure. Please know that Eric and James are not modest or shy about anything. Fair warning". "I am sure all will be just fine. If I am there with you, it will be great", I said. "Good boy". Jake smiled and laid back down. I stared at Jake's beautiful cock, he was still semi hard. I wanted to see if I could change that. "Jake?" "Yes" Watching Jake's cock to see his and it's reaction I asked, "how many poz cum loads do you think will be in me by Saturday?" Instantly Jake's cock started to grow to full hardness, a thing of beauty. Jake turned his head towards me and noticed me staring at his now fully hard cock. "As many as you can handle my lovely boy". I got up from the lounger and put my mouth of Jake's cock. I could taste his precum and I let my drool flow over his cock head. I let him fall from my mouth and stood. I turned to walk to his bedroom patio door, looked back and said "I want another load now sir", and kept on walking. I got up on Jake's bed, on all fours, and hung my ass off the side of his bed waiting for my dad. I didn't wait long and soon I had another hot daddy cum load deep in me.

Only way to cum is balls deep. I tend to push in deeper when I start to squirt,

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

-Martin It was about 4 am when I got home. I crashed out the second I got to my bed. When I woke up and took a shower I couldn’t stop feeling my hole. It was still puffy and a little gaped from last night. I thought that I should feel guilty since another man had been opening up my guts the night before, but I didn’t I loved it and it didn’t really feel like cheating just like being helped by a friend. The second I got out of the shower I called master “Hey boy I knew you’d call” he said while I heard a weird moan in the background. “Yeah I had a great-“ I began to say but was interrupted by a moan of “poz me master” on masters side. It was followed by a slap and master saying “sorry needy slut can’t be quiet” “Oh that’s ok” I said hesitantly “So how about you come over next Friday and we can really get started on stretching you out” “That sounds amazing” I said ending the call The entire week I was so fucking horny. I had been jacking my 7 inch cock at least 4 times a day thinking about that night when finally on Friday I got another call from master. “Hey boy how about you come on over to my place at about noon how’s that sound” It was 11:30 right now “that sounds great but I haven’t had time to shave or anything” “Ha that’s fine boy we’ll take care of all that here, see you then” I rushed over to masters place throwing on a crop top and gym shorts. As I made it 3 blocks down I remembered I forgot underwear by the very obvious tent in my pants but decided to just keep going. When I made it to masters door I was about to knock when the door opened. It was the man who had driven me home the other night I think his name was Greg. “Hey man boss is waiting upstairs” he said walking with a strange gait to the bar I walked up the stairs and found master standing there wearing only large black leather boots and a leather vest. In that moment I got a view of the largest cock I’d ever seen in my life. It had to be a foot long and beer can thick with a massive spiked PA on the tip his head also had a biohazard tattoo on it that was several other places on him as well. His balls hung down at least a few inches as well and seemed to be the size of eggs. “Oh sorry boy lost track of time with Greg, you don’t mind if I just wear this right” he said as he came over and wrapped his arm around me “No it’s fine” I mumbled still transfixed by his horse cock. “Good leave your clothes in here then we’ll get started” he said as I stripped down. This time I had worn a thong that Chris had gotten me on our anniversary . When master saw it he picked it up and hung it on his PA. “Alright now let’s go get you cleaned up” he said showing me up to the master bathroom. “Now first let’s get you nice and smooth here’s a bottle of lotion just rub some on and leave it til it burns” “Ok” I said as I began rubbing the lotion all over my body. After a few minutes it started to burn really badly and I ran into the shower and tried to turn it on while master laughed at my flailing. He then came and pressed a button which turned the water on. “Ha now that you’re done flailing about let’s get that hole cleaned out” he said taking a hose from the wall. “Now I want you to hold this until I say let go alright boy” “Yes sir” I said feeling him push the hose into my hole.as I felt the pressure building inside of me master started to push on my stomach forcing me to release “Bad boy I didn’t say to let go” he said with a smile before grabbing my balls and squeezing so hard I thought they would pop. I let out a half moan half scream confused by the mix of pain and pleasure. “Now let’s try again” he said repeating the process. This tim I did manage to hold it in however. “Good boy now release” “ seems like you’re good to go now put this thong back on it makes you look extra sluty” he said taking the thong off his PA and handing it to me. As I slid it on he slapped my ass soliciting a moan from me. Master then slipped 2 fingers into my hole and guided me to the basement. He was rubbing his thick calloused fingers directly against my prostate sending waves of pleasure through me. I looked down and saw I was rock hard with a steady flow of precum from my cock. “Looks like someone’s excited to get cunted” master said as I was on the verge of an orgasm. When we were at the sling I felt the orgasm about to come on then he suddenly pulled out. “Fuck please I was so close” I moaned out “Aw too bad we have a lot of work to do on that hole if we want to make it a cunt.” Master said as his thick hands wrapped around my waist and hoisted me into the sling. After he locked my legs and hands he grabbed an industrial looking breathing mask and some spray bottle. He began spraying the filters of the mask before walking over to me. “ this is a stronger form of poppers that’ll really help you open up now lift your head” I was unsure for a second but decided to trust master and let him slid the mask on. As I breathed in the chemical smell filled my lungs and I went flying my body felt warm and relaxed and my head felt light. Just then master inserted the first dildo into me. The pleasure was unimaginable my cock was pissing gallons of precum and after a few minutes the orgasm from before hit me and I shot my load into the puddle of precum flowing on my chest. This did nothing to stop master as he just continued to work my hole with ever increasing dildos. I wasn’t sure how many times I’d cum when I looked up and saw that master had his entire hand inside me. He was trying to push deeper but it was too tight. “Fuck your cunt is too tight” master sighed before walking to a cabinet to grab something. He came back with a shot glass and pulled the mask off my mouth. “This is g it’ll loosen you right up” he said “I don’t do drugs” I said dizzily “It’s not a drug it’s a drink” he said putting it to my mouth “Ok I guess” I agreed as he pour the disgusting liquid down my throat before putting my mask back on. I felt the liquid warm up inside me and spread all over making me tingle. When master put his fist back on my hole pleasure shot through me as he slowly pushed in. “Please more” I moaned through the mask as master slowly worked his thick arm deeper into me. As I watched from the ceiling mirror I saw he was nearly at the elbow before he began to pull out and begin fist fucking my cunt. I was racked with back to back orgasms as he worked my hole when suddenly I felt something new. I felt him penetrate something deeper in me and realized he was fingering my inner hole. He was spreading it open with his fingers causing me to begin pissing myself in pleasure. He looked up at me with a devious look before suddenly shoving his fist into my inner hole. The intense pain overwhelmed me forcing a scream out follow by master quickly pulling his arm out. “Ha look at this boy you had your first prolapse.” I felt my hole on the outside of me as master slapped my fuck guts before he pushed it back into me. He came and took my mask off before asking how I was feeling “So fucking amazing master” I moaned out. “Good I’m glad now it’s almost 8 and the bar is going to open soon so I’ve gotta go help but you’re welcome to stay here and keep stretching your hole. I’ll probably be back in an hour or 2” “Ok master that sounds good” I said as master unlocked me and helped me out the sling “I’ll get out a dildo that you can fuck yourself on and some more g to keep you loose how’s that sound boy” “Great master” I responded eagerly holding him for support as I started standing after having my hole destroyed. The cum and piss that had been on my chest began flowing down my body as master put a dildo and bottle next to the sling “Now I’ll see you later remember little sips of g” he said before leaving. I approached the dildo and crouched over it feeling it slowly push into me as I drank down some of the g. I began to fuck myself on the dildo and felt it push through me spreading my guts. I kept drinking the g and riding the dildo for who knows how long until I heard someone coming downstairs. Master entered the room but with him was a small brown haired twink. He looked kinda out of it when master threw him on the sling and smiled at me. Masters cock was fully hard and he slammed it hard into the bottom. “Fuck yes daddy” the twink moaned out “give me that toxic cock” “Oh you want my poz cum you fucking chaser whore” master responded “Yes please infect me with your strain daddy” the bottom moaned back “You’ll get what you’re asking for faggot” master said as he slapped the bottom before continuing the savage fucking of his hole. I just continued riding my dildo unsure of what else to do. After a long while master whispered something into the bottoms ear and he responded “please daddy fill my ass with your hiv positive cum, infect me with hiv for the rest of my life” before master bottomed out into him with a moan. I was shocked, did master have hiv. Was he giving it to this guy, why was he begging for it. After cuming master pulled out of the twink and shoved his massive cock that seemed to be covered in blood down the bottoms throat before taking him upstairs. When master came down again he was wearing the same clothes but with a pair of leather pants as well. “How have you been doing boy” he asked while rubbing my head. I just stared at him too confused to speak. “ oh are you upset about what you saw” I nodded in response “ don’t worry boy it’s the hiv you’re scared of right” I nodded again “ you don’t need to worry baby everything I’ve put in you is entirely clean. The only way you could get it here is if I came in you but you have a boyfriend and would never cheat on him right?” “ I’d never cheat on the man I love, but why did he want hiv” I asked “ well you see hiv is a disease but it’s also very freeing once you have it you’re apart of a community of other manwhores who totally understand your needs” he said pointing at the biohazard tattoo around his belly button “this is their symbol” he said helping me off the dildo. I had so many thoughts running through my head as master helped me get dressed. However before he got my pants on he shoved a butt plug into me. “Wear this til you come back Monday okay” I nodded. “There’s a car to take you back to your place” he said just like last time before sending me off with a slap to the ass. As I walked outside I noticed that the twink was standing naked on the side of the building being spoken to by two old men in full leather. I quickly made my way to the car where Greg drove me home.

I go balls deep and hold it there. When I cum, my cock pulses hard and especially at the bottom near my balls. I want the bottom to feel every burst of my cum deep inside him.

While editing this one, I realized it was just too long so I broke it up into 2 parts. ————— Part 29 - A Well Meaning Dad It had been a several weeks since the initiation into The Club and Joe had been busy. He had met up with a few escort clients and had replenished his bank account nicely. He was looking forward to a nice lazy Thursday evening. He started surfing on his tablet and went to check out the spread for Saturday’s final football game of the season. He had a standing bet with the grad student downstairs who still rooted for his undergrad university’s team and they were playing against them this weekend. He yelled out “FUCK!” when he saw the new spread - yesterday his team was to win by 11 points, today it was losing by 7. He looked through some sites and found the reason pretty quickly - his team’s best wide receiver was out with the flu. “Damn, what did I do?” thought Joe and he sent a message off to Terrence. It didn’t take too long and he got a message back “think u did it bro. thx.” “I guess those four fuck sessions and over ten loads charged him up” thought Joe. An hour later, his phone buzzed and he took a look at the new email that was there. It was from a potential client. A father was worried about his son making it to his age and still being a virgin. He had gotten his son a female escort for his 18th birthday and it didn’t work out very well. The guy, Frank, thinks his son may be gay and wanted to hire Joe to “show him the ropes.” Joe chuckled - the kid probably knew everything already, but for an overnight hire, he wasn’t going to say no. He had decided after he converted that clients would only get poz cum if they asked for it, so the guy’s son would be a safe fuck. He already helped poz up one eighteen year old, so it wouldn’t be anything new. He sent back a few questions including asking for a phone number so they could talk. This usually weeded out the tire-kickers. It was only about thirty minutes later when Joe’s escort phone rang and he started talking to Frank. Joe asked some probing questions to find out what the guy really wanted, what limits, etc. Once satisfied this was a real meet and he got some good information about the son, Joe told Frank his rate and told him that it he would end the session in an hour if Joe felt it was a waste of his time and Frank would just pay $250 for the hour. Frank appreciated the fairness. Joe told Frank to make a reservation at the Rest Inn Lodge and ask to talk to the special events manager to book and prepay for the activity suite. He would meet Frank’s son in the room on Sunday morning around noon and Frank could pick his son up at 10 AM the next morning. Frank should call him back if there were any problems setting up the room and they would find an alternative. At 10PM, Joe got a call from Dennis. “Thanks for the referral, bud. Its a good thing I told the other front desk people to call me if anyone asked for the Special Events Manager, I almost forgot about it and your other name myself” Dennis said with a chuckle. “No problem. It was the only place I thought of to meet a client for an all day and night gig. I hope you gave him a good rate” Joe replied laughing. “Oh yeah. He’s gonna get fucked at least twice” Dennis joked and asked “Do you want me to set it up? Beers, water, porn, the usual?” Joe responded with “Just water and maybe some softer gay porn. Uh, maybe the shower setup to clean out. I’ll need the room for an hour or all night, I’m not sure.” “OK, cool. Let me know if you need me to help giving him a few extra doses of special seed” was Dennis’s reply. “Nah, I doubt it will go that way. Are you working Sunday about eleven AM?” asked Joe. “I can if it would help.” “I’d appreciate it. Thanks. See you Sunday” Joe said before he hung up the phone. Sunday morning, Joe grabbed his escorting bag and headed over to the hotel. He got there about 11:30AM and snuck in the back way to see if his client had arrived. Seeing no one at the front desk he walked up said ‘hi’ to Dennis in the office. Dennis told Joe “Your client checked in about forty-five minutes ago. It was a dad and his son or ‘son’. Thats pretty kinky shit you’re getting into.” “Great, I’ll go over to the room in a few. I’ll tell you the whole story later when I know what the is story myself” Joe said laughing. Joe knocked on the door to room 152 and several seconds later, the door opened slowly. There stood an eighteen year old hispanic guy with nerdy glasses, a mop of hair and a scraggly beard wearing a star wars t-shirt and jeans. Joe realized he never asked Frank what his son’s name was, so he said “Are you Frank’s son?” “Yeah, I’m Ric. You’re Dave?” said the young guy. “Yeah I am. Can I come in?” Joe asked trying to remember to use his escort name at all times. Joe walked in and grabbed a bottle of water and cracked it open, drinking a big gulp. He saw the envelope with his fee and picked it up and folded it in half before putting it in his jeans pocket. “I don’t know why my dad keeps trying to set me up. I’ll get laid when I want to. I guess after the last one he figured out I’m gay” Ric said as he walked into the room and sat down on the bed, briefly looking at the porn playing on the TV. “You know parents, they always want to help but don’t always do it the best way. So what did your dad say about today?” asked Joe. “It was kind of like the last time, but he said I’d be meeting a guy to help me get over my first time jitters” Ric said rolling his eyes. “Ah, ok. You said you were gay. How do you know? Have you been with a guy before? Kissed? Had sex?” Joe asked as he tried to decide whether to sit on the couch or on the bed. After setting his bag down, he sat down on the bed next to Ric, but not too close to make him feel uncomfortable. “Nah, I haven’t done anything yet. I just know that I like checking out guys. I think a few guys have caught me looking in the locker room at school. Seeing naked women doesn’t do anything for me” Ric explained. “Cool. So, why haven’t you done anything with a guy? I know when I was your age I jacked off at least once a day and was having sex once a week if not more. Are you nervous? I was scared shitless my first time” Joe said wondering where the words were coming from as he was coaching the boy. “I, uh, I…. I was scared someone would find out I’m a freak that likes guys. And yeah, I’m nervous. I don’t know what to do or how. I’ve watched a little porn but was worried someone would catch me” Ric said visibly nervous with sweat pouring off his face. “I guess your dad figured it out and seems to be really cool with it. You should be happy, not all parents are so accepting with a gay kid. So do you ever, uh, jack off?” Joe asked, feeling that he was getting Ric to start to open up. He got up and went into the bathroom and grabbed a hand towel and came back and mopped some of the sweat off of Ric’s face. Ric dropped his head, embarrassed, saying “Yeah, I do when no one is around. They told us in church that its bad and we’ll go to hell.” “Yeah, most churches don’t deal well with sex in any form other than making babies. Masturbation is bad, don’t have sex for pleasure, and being gay is even worse as far as they are concerned. You just have to ignore them and do what your body wants” Joe told Ric as he finished wiping the sweat off. He continued “I’m here to help you try whatever you want. We can just talk or touch or… whatever” he said with a grin as he pulled Ric’s t-shirt off over his head. The shirt was hiding a nicely developing chest with a bit of hair on his pecs and a thicker trail down to his cock. He was surprised that Ric wasn’t trying to stop him, so he kept going. “Yeah, I know, but I feel guilty having these thoughts about guys” said Ric. “What kinds of thoughts?” asked Joe as he threw the t-shirt off the side of the bed and sat down next to Ric. Ric was obviously embarrassed about telling anyone what he considered his dark thoughts. Joe prodded a him with “You can tell me, I’m not going to tell anyone - your dad, your mom, or post it online. Some of the things I think about sometimes even surprise me. And I’ve tried a lot of things” Joe said in a soft tone, his head getting closer to Ric’s face. Ric took a deep breath and said “Sometimes I want to be tied up and forced into doing gay stuff.” Joe saw his hands trembling. “Sometimes I have dreams where a guy holds me down and rapes me and I have this one dream that keeps happening where a guy whips me, forcing me to fuck a guy” Ric said. Joe smiled, Ric might be a kinkster and not even know it. “All of those feelings are you giving up control, so its not your choice to do these things. But, that doesn’t usually happen in the real world. You have to seek out those types of things to get them to happen” Joe said as he started to rub Ric’s chest. “If you had one of those things to try, what would it be?” he asked. Ric closed his eyes and moaned lightly from Joe’s touch. “Which one, Ric?” Ric replied softly, almost too quiet for Joe to hear “I want to be tied up and made to suck a guys cock.” Joe leaned in and kissed Ric on the lips, softly at first and when RIc started to reciprocate he got a little more aggressive. Ending the kiss, Joe said “We can make that happen and much more.” Joe stood up and went over and picked up his bag and set it on the bed. He opened it and pulled out some cuffs and a section of rope, setting them down on the bed for Ric to see. He heard a small gasp from Ric and smiled. He moved in front of Ric and picked him so he was standing and unbuttoned his jeans. RIc kicked off his shoes and let the jeans fall, leaving him only in his tighty whiteys and socks with the bulge in his underwear getting bigger and a wet spot starting to form. He was letting Joe manipulate his body and felt the leather cuff go around his right wrist. As Joe reached for the other cuff, he saw Ric’s uncut cock poke out of the top of his underwear. Joe felt his own cock start to stir and buckled the second cuff on Ric’s left wrist. Joe pushed Ric back on to the bed on to his back. He removed the white socks and then grabbed the top of his underwear and pulled it off. Joe tried to hide his shock when he saw Ric’s full cock. It wasn’t even fully hard yet and it was a good seven inches long and thick. “Move toward the headboard, Ric” said Joe and Ric scooted toward the middle of the bed. “Good, right there” Joe said as he fed the rope through the eyelet in the left cuff, pulled his arm above Ric’s head and then did the same with the right cuff. He used his boyscout skills to knot the rope together and then took the other end and tied it to the headboard. A panicked look came over Ric’s face as he tried to tug against the rope and couldn’t move. Joe pulled his shirt off and let Ric look him over. Ric’s eyes got big as he saw the tattoo on his arm and chest. “Do you like the ink, Ric?” “Yeah, it looks really hot. I want one but my mom would kill me. What’s the other one I can see under your jeans?” Ric asked, his breathing getting quicker and his cock fully engorged. “Ah, that one is a little special. It serves as a warning to guys that my cock can bite” said Joe before adding “Theres another one on my leg that warns guys too.” “How can it bite?” Ric asked innocently. “The cum it shoots can change your life forever. But don’t worry, I won’t hurt you. I save it for people that really want it.” Joe said as he unbuttoned his jeans and let them drop to the floor. Ric could see a little more of the scorpion tattoo and when Joe took off his jockstrap and was standing in front of Rick naked, he saw it in all its glory. “Oh my god, thats so hot” Ric said staring at the tattoo. “Show me the other one” urged Ric and Joe stood up on the bed and showed him the biohazard tattoo on his calf. “A biohazard symbol. Are you toxic?” Ric asked. “Yeah, I am in a way.” Joe replied. “I want one like that. Its so cool” Ric said. Chuckling, Joe replied “That one you have to earn. It has special meaning for gay guys.” Joe moved over and straddled Rick’s tight stomach, his pierced cock laying on Ric’s chest. “Fuck, I didn’t see that before. You have a ring in your cock” said Ric, the panic coming back in his eyes. “Yeah, I can take it out if you want. Just be careful and don’t let it chip your teeth and you will be ok. You want to try it?” asked Joe. Ric nodded and Joe moved closer and tapped the ring and his cock head on Ric’s lips. Ric opened his mouth and his tongue touched a cock for the first time. He quickly pulled it back and then stuck it out again, licking the ring and the head of Joe’s cock. Joe leaned forward and started to push his cock into Ric’s mouth. “Open wider, you don’t want to scrape my cock with your teeth” Joe said. Ric tried to move his head and take more of the cock into his mouth, but the restraints and Joe’s body on his chest prevented him from moving very far. Joe braced himself and began to fuck Ric’s mouth with slow, short strokes. As Ric got used to it, Joe would tell him things to do with his lips and tongue. Joe worked his cock deeper int Ric’s mouth and then felt his PA start to enter his throat. Ric shook his head as he started to gag and Joe realized he was going too fast with this newbie. Joe slowed his pace down and spent some time just letting his lips and tongue explore his cock. He then pulled his cock from Ric’s mouth. “Is that what you did in your dream?” “Oh yeah” Ric said trying to catch his breath. Joe moved between Ric’s legs and licked up the length of his cock and Ric gasped loudly. Joe grinned and knew he was going to blow Ric’s mind as he got his first blowjob. He lifted the large cock off of Ric’s abs and pulled the foreskin back and licked the head. Letting the foreskin cover the tip again, Joe pushed his tongue between the foreskin and head, moving around and feeling Ric squirm. Joe cupped Ric’s balls and gently squeezed them. He then began to take Ric’s cock deeper into his mouth and then throat. Ric groaned as he felt his cock get squeezed by Joe’s throat and Joe relaxed it and took Ric’s shaft all the way down. The more Joe sucked the more he wanted Ric’s cock in his ass. He really wanted it bare, but didn’t want to endanger the young guy. He felt Ric start to get close and he pulled off of his cock and looked up at Ric who was straining his neck to watch Joe suck him. Joe reached into his bag and pulled out a condom, even making sure it wasn’t one of the doctored ones. Joe opened the package and started to roll it down Ric’s cock. “Wait, I was told never to use condoms. You interfere with what God wants” Ric said sternly. “That’s for straight people. They want you to create as many children as possible so the church population gets bigger. We can’t have kids and condoms prevent diseases from passing from one guy to the next.” Joe said as convincingly as he could. “Still, I don’t want to use them. If God wants me to get a disease then I should do it.” Ric told Joe. Joe couldn’t believe he was trying to get Ric to cover up this magnificent cock, but he was. “I don’t want you to get infected, Ric. I have HIV. We need to cover our cocks up if we have sex.” “Does every gay guy get HIV if they have sex without condoms?” Ric asked naively. “Not all, but many do. That’s what my tattoos indicate” Joe said as he looked down at Ric’s throbbing cock. A little voice kept telling Joe to tell Ric about prep, but Joe was thinking only a couple things - feeling that big cock in his ass and breeding that virgin hole. “Then no condom” Ric said and Joe smiled even bigger. Joe squirted some lube on Ric’s cock and added some to his hole too. He then moved up and was on his feet, crouched over Ric’s cock. He teased his hole with the thick cock and then lowered himself down and felt the cock pressing on his pucker. The thickness made sure it wasn’t going to slide in easy. Joe had taken every cock he had ever tried in the past few years and most of the fists, so he knew he could take Ric’s, but without anyone to open his hole first the large head was proving a challenge. He closed his eyes and relaxed and slowly his hole started to open enough and the raw cock started its first voyage into a guy’s ass. As the head passed Joe’s outer ring he kept pushing down as the shaft slid deeper into his cunt. Joe slowly started moving up and down on RIc’s bare cock and then started to get into a good rhythm when he heard Ric begin moaning and quietly saying “oh fuck” over and over. Joe could see the look of ecstasy in his face and was wishing he could remember the first time he fucked a guy. He pushed down hard and when his butt rested on Ric’s body, he squeezed his hole tight around Ric’s cock and heard a guttural growl come from the no longer virgin guy inside him. Joel leaned forward and went to his knees, keeping the large member inside him. He put his hands on either side of Ric’s head and kept leaning forward until he was kissing Ric. He pushed his tongue against Ric’s lips until he let them open and take Joe’s tongue into his mouth. While he kissed Ric, he started rocking his body, making Ric’s cock drive in and out of his hole. It was only ten or so minutes before Ric started to thrust his hips up into Joe and he began his first fuck. Joe pushed his tongue deeper into Ric’s mouth as Ric fucked faster and harder into Joe, who knew the excitement wouldn’t let Ric fuck for long. He helped Ric to achieve his first orgasm with another man by rubbing Ric’s nipples with his thumb before pinching them. With a few well timed clenches of his hole, Joe brought Ric to the point of no return and felt the cock inside him start to throb and twitch until the cum started pumping into his hungry poz hole. His mouth was still on Ric’s and muffled the screams as Ric’s body convulsed trying to get his cock deeper into Joe and empty his balls of neg seed. Joe milked the cock of every drop of cum Ric could give him and then leaned back and looked down at Ric. “That was pretty good for a guy thats never had sex before. Did you like that?” Joe asked. “Oh my god Dave, that was amazing. I didn’t hurt you did I? What happens to my cum? Can we do that again?” replied Ric without letting Joe answer him. “Yeah, we can do it as many times as you want. And, no, you didn’t hurt me. I like sex when its rough, but that wasn’t rough at all. I usually save gentle and romantic for my boyfriend. The cum? I like to keep it inside me, but some guys don’t. We’re here all day and night for you to do and ask whatever you want. I do have a few ideas for some other things to try” Joe said as he untied the cuffs from the headboard, leaving the rope next to the headboard. Joe and Ric talked for a while with Joe explaining a lot of basic things that Ric would need to know out in the world when he was cruising and talking with other gay guys. Joe unbuckled the cuffs on Ric’s hand and led him to the bathroom. “If you are going to bottom, most guys like a clean hole. Messy holes are after you know a guy and both decide you want to do it that way. There’s several ways to clean your hole out and this is one of them” said Joe as he pulled the shower attachment down and set the water temperature. “Not too hot or cold” he said as he positioned Ric and showed him how to get his hole squeaky clean. Once his hole was clean inside, he led Ric back to the bed and emptied his bag out and selected a small dildo. “Get on to the bed on all four’s and I’ll show you how to get used to having toys and cocks in your ass. Joe lubed the toy and Ric’s hole up and started to insert the dildo. Ric gasped and yelled out “FUCK!!!! STOP!!!!” “Don’t try and fight it. Just relax and don’t be afraid. It’s just like the shower attachment, but with no water. The lube will help it slide in. You saw how I took your cock and this is a lot smaller than you are” Joe said calmly. “Ok, I’ll try” Ric replied. Joe worked Ric’s hole open with the dildos, using larger ones when he got used to the smaller ones, and soon had his fingers exploring the boy’s hole. The dildos had taught Ric the pleasures his ass could give him but the flesh of Joe’s fingers got him even more excited. Joe had worked up to three fingers twisting and fucking Ric’s tender pussy. He pulled his fingers out and pushed his face between the boy’s lightly hairy ass cheeks. When his tongue started exploring Ric’s pucker, Ric leapt forward. Joe pulled him back and held him tight as he started rimming his hole deep. Moans started to fill the room and Joe got more aggressive tongue fucking the virgin boypussy. Joe decided that it was time to pop this boy’s cherry. He leaned back and removed his cock piercing and opened a condom package. Ric may have wanted no condoms, but he wanted to show him what covered sex was like. He generously lubed up the latex sheath and pushed some lube inside before resting his cock head on Ric’s hole. “Relax Ric, this might hurt a little at first, but I’ll go gentle.” Joe started to push and felt his cock start to penetrate the tight ring and enter him. He paused a moment and let Ric get used to having a cock inside him. Slowly he started rocking his hips, working his cock deeper and deeper. Having not heard anything from Ric, he asked “Are you ok?” Ric quickly replied “Oh my god yes. I’ve dreamed of this for so long.” Joe started getting a good even rhythm sliding in and out of the freshly popped hole. His strokes got longer and longer and he felt Ric start to push back on his cock as he shoved in. Ric moved his hand back, trying to feel the cock slide into his fuckhole and felt the lip of the condom and asked “What’s that around your cock?” “It’s a condom, Ric” Joe said as he started to fuck harder. “But I said not to use them” Ric said, sounding agitated. “I know, but I wanted you to know what it feels like. Don’t worry though. It won’t last long since the lube I used will cause it to break pretty quickly” Joe replied with a sinister laugh. His thrusts got harder and harder and it seemed that Ric was enjoying the harder fucking. Joe’s cock was hitting Ric’s prostate with each stroke and he could feel Ric’s body shiver each time. Joe leaned forward and stroked Ric’s rock hard cock and felt the precum drooling out. He brought his finger up and licked it clean, tasting the boys neg precum. With one hard thrust, he felt the condom give way and with each succeeding stroke the bits of latex bunched up around the base of his cock. “Oh FUCK!!!” screamed out Ric as he felt the sudden change and the bare skin on skin of Joe’s cock on his hole. When the condom broke it dumped all of Joe’s toxic precum inside the tender, vulnerable walls of Ric’s colon. The latex had surely irritated it some along with Joe’s firm strokes of his cock. Joe enjoyed the new feeling of his latex free fuck. His cock throbbed and he savored the feeling of Ric’s velvety hole. Ric was moaning louder and told him how good it felt. He began to pound harder as he felt the cum start to rise. He was going to pull out and not flood Ric with his poisonous load, but it felt too good and he just couldn’t stop. He slammed in and grabbed Ric’s body as the orgasm ran through his body. Shot after shot of charged up seed filled Ric’s gut. Ric was overwhelmed by the feeling of Joe cumming inside him and his cock started shooting cum all over the bed, without any help from his hand. Joe’s cock was milked of all of its deadly seed as Ric’s hole spasmed around it. Joe rolled their two sweaty bodies onto their sides and they laid there spooning with Joe’s cock still inside Ric. They laid there for a while, Ric muttering “oh my god yeah” over and over. Joe kissed the back of Ric’s neck and slowly pulled his cock out of the battered hole. As expected, there were streaks of blood on Joe’s cock. He rolled over and grabbed a small butt plug from his bag of goodies and slid it into Ric’s cunt. Ric rolled over and smiled at Joe saying “Thank you. I really didn’t want to go today, but I did to make my dad happy. But this has been the best day of my life.” Joe responded, saying “Cool, I’m glad you’ve had fun so far. We have a lot of time left, I hope you want keep going.” “Fuck yeah I do!” Ric said eagerly “But… did you give me HIV?” “It’s possible. Some people get infected easily, with others it takes a long time. Are you ok with it? It’s a one way street. There’s no going back” Joe said. “Yeah, its OK. You did show me that I never want to use a condom ever again. It feels too good when you are fucking me and I love the feeling of your cum inside me” Ric said. “OK, lets jump in the shower and wash up and then we can figure out what else to do” Joe said as he pulled Ric to his feet and they went into the shower. They soaped each other up and kissed in the shower, their cocks still hard. Ric was finally feeling confident about his sexuality and decided to try something he had dreamt about. He turned Joe to the wall and held Joe’s hands against the wall and then spread Joe’s legs with his foot. Ric rubbed his cock along Joe’s crack and then pushed in, thrusting his cock into Joe’s ass. Joe was surprised at the suddenly aggressive moves Ric made, but was really turned on. Soon, Ric was pounding Joe’s hole, grunting and groaning. His body was slamming into Joe driving his sizable cock deep into Joe’s inner ring. “This is for fucking me with a condom asshole” Ric whispered into Joe’s ear right before he drove his cock in hard and pumped a second load into Joe’s hungry cunt. As quickly as Ric had gotten rough, he changed back and sensuously kissed Joe’s neck. He pulled out and they finished their shower without any words spoken. They walked back to the room and Joe pulled the cum stained bedspread off and tossed it in the corner. He laid down on the bed and Ric said “Sorry, I don’t know what came over me.” Joe chuckled “Fuck, that was really hot. I was really surprised but really liked it. Don’t be afraid to try stuff like that as long as the other guy doesn’t object. Its the only way you’ll find out what really makes you tick.” Joe looked over at Ric laying naked next to him. He wondered how Ric might take some suggestions to make him look a bit sexier. “You know” he started, “you’re a pretty sexy guy. I think you’re going to have no problem meeting guys. That cock alone will make you popular. Mind if I make few suggestions?” “Hell no. I never know what to wear or anything. My parents are always ragging on me to dress better or get my hair cut. Mom hates the beard, but I’ve had it since I could grow it and I like guys with facial hair” Ric replied. Joe smiled and took him into the bathroom. “Let’s trim your beard, maybe give you a chinstrap beard and trim the goatee, I think that fits your face better. Once he got it done, Ric looked in the mirror and smiled. He liked the new look. Joe looked at the clock and said “Its mid afternoon. Let me make a couple calls and see if a couple people I know are free. Have you ever thought about getting a piercing? Ears maybe?” “Yeah, I always wanted to but wondered what people would say” said Ric. “Rule number one - worry less about what other people think and say and make yourself happy” Joe replied sternly as he typed out a few messages on his phone. Ric smiled and nodded. “Why don’t you put your clothes on and we’ll spice you up a bit and get all the guys wanting you.” “What about the thing in my ass?” asked Ric. “Oh, that stays in a while. I know its a bit uncomfortable, but its letting my cum become part of you” Joe replied with an evil grin. As the two were getting dressed Ric stopped and said “I don’t have any money to spend.” He sat down on the bed and looked depressed. Joe chuckled “No worries. Consider it one of the gifts I’m giving you courtesy of your dad.” Joe’s phone had buzzed a few times and he read the messages. “I think thats going to work perfectly. Come on!” he said as they walked out the door. They drove over to a small place in a strip mall that had a simple sign overhead that said “Hair Styling by Enrico”. They walked in and standing there was your stereotypical flamboyant gay hair stylist. “Ric, this is Enrico. He can work magic with those scissors and has an ass you could fuck for days” Ric’s eyes got big and he had never been so embarrassed in his life. “Flattery will get you everywhere, you stud” Enrico told Joe in a wispy voice. “What are we doing for this sexy young boy?” Enrico said as he rubbed Ric’s chest before moving his hand around to his lower back, directing him to the chair. Ric shrugged his shoulders and said “I don’t have a clue.” “Do something that will make all the guys drop to their knees and beg him to fuck them” Joe said. After some clipping, some buzzing, and of course some “product,” Enrico was showing Ric and Joe the result. Ric was surprised. He never thought he would look fashionable or sexy but he now was and he really liked it. Joe looked at his phone and said “I’d love to stay and chat and maybe fuck, but we gotta get the rest of his new look done” as he peeled off some money and paid Enrico before giving him a deep kiss and Enrico squeezing Joe’s cock. They drove over to the mall and hit a few stores getting some low rider jeans that showed off Ric’s ass and bulge nicely, a few shirts - a tight muscle tee and another dressier shirt, a couple pairs of CK trunks and a jockstrap. The longer Ric walked the worse his gait got with the buttplug stuck in his ass. “Damn, we gotta go” Joe said as they rang up the last purchase. They pulled up to the tattoo and piercing shop and went up to the door which was locked. Joe tapped on the door and Daryl let them in. “How’s it going?” Daryl said as they walked in. Ric’s head was almost spinning around as he looked at al of the displays. “Great. Sorry for making you stay late on a Sunday, but I’m helping Ric here find his queer self. So, both ears, Ric?” Joe said. “Yeah, I think so” said Ric as he walked over toward Daryl. Daryl pulled out a case with several kinds of stud earrings and Ric picked one. Daryl ushered Ric to the back room and got to work. Thad smiled over at Joe and said “I didn’t realize you liked them young” and chuckled. Joe went over close and said quietly “his dad is paying for me to teach him a bit about gay life. As much as I want to fuck him all day and night, I want him to get a bit more out of it. He’s a good guy, just nervous about being out.” “Aww, thats a side I haven’t seen of you” Thad said and then asked “But I gotta ask - have you bred him yet?” Joe laughed “I shouldn’t say, but yeah. He’s got a plug holding my juice inside him right now. You should see his cock, it’s mighty nice too.” Thad’s eyes got big and he whispered “You didn’t pop his cherry and poz him at the same time?” Joe nodded and whispered back “The condom broke” with a grin on his face. “You think you can give him a quick bit of ink?” Joe asked. “Hehe, sure. He’s old enough, right?” Thad asked and Joe replied “Yeah, had his 18th a few weeks ago.” “Cool, what were you thinking?” asked Thad. “I don’t know, something not too elaborate. Maybe a nautical star or two? Its really up to him. Nothing too expensive.” “Well, I got a deal for you. For something like that how about a load from each of you. I’m already prelubed from Daryl.” “I think that would work” Joe replied. Thad sketched out a quick drawing and Joe nodded. “Pec up to his shoulder?” asked Thad. “Maybe” said Joe. Ric and Daryl came out of the back room, Ric’s ears sporting new fake diamond studs in each ear. “How much to pierce my nips?” RIc asked as they walked over to Joe and Thad. “We can work out a deal” Daryl said with a wink. “Have a seat. We were talking about how you should have a little ink to show off.” Ric looked up at Joe and said “oh my god, really? That’s too much.” Joe smiled and said “You gotta pay for part of it, though” Ric’s look of elation quickly sank. “I told you I don’t have any money on me and I doubt what I have at home would pay for it.” “No cash, you got to work for it. Let’s go to the back room” said Thad. The four guys walked into the back room and Joe whispered in Ric’s ear “Get ready to drop your pants. Thad wants your cock and load. I’ll lube him up first.” Thad pulled back a curtain, pulled his sweat pants off and kneeled on a mat facing Joe and Ric. Ric stood there and unbuttoned his jeans, unzipped them and let them fall with his underwear. Thad licked his lips and pulled the semi-rigid cock to his lips and started to suck. Joe stood next to Ric and dropped his pants as well and Thad started to go back and forth between the two cocks. Once they both were wet and hard, Thad turned around and was on all fours. Joe kneeled down and stuck his finger into Thad’s cum filled hole. He pulled his finger out and licked it before shoving his cock into Thad’s slick hole. Joe was happy to be fucking with his piercing back in. It added so much extra feeling with it in. There was no gentle part of this fuck, he started at 5 and worked his way to 11, Thad encouraging him the whole way. Ric kept looking around. He had never fucked with anyone watching. Hell, this would be only the third time he had fucked anyone. The nervousness that had prevented him from sex in the first place came back to him. His cock softened and he started to panic. He didn’t want to disappoint Dave or not be able to “pay” for his tattoo. He tried to clear his mind and watch Dave and Thad fuck. It turned him on to see two guys fuck right in front of him and when Thad started to beg for Dave’s load his cock responded. He heard the grunts and then the sounds of the orgasm as Thad’s hole got filled with more poz cum. Joe pulled out and smiled at Ric as he backed away “Your turn. No lube needed.” Ric moved in and centered his cock on the cummy, gaping hole. Thad told him “fuck me hard and give me that load” so Ric just shoved his cock all the way in. His cock was thicker and longer than Joe’s and he heard Thad groan as his hole stretched to accommodate his cock. Thad’s dirty talk did the trick and got Ric to pound and abuse Thad’s pussy. His body was slapping into Thad’s and the sound filled the room. Ric felt a finger try to push into his ass and Daryl exclaimed “Holy fuck, he’s plugged!” Joe looked at Daryl and grinned, silently telling Daryl that his toxin was helping Ric become part of the club. Ric wanted to give Thad a great fuck. He had no idea how long he should go or if he should try to pump two loads in. He decided that he should go for two loads and it didn’t take much to encourage his cock to spew a large neg load into Thad. As soon as his cock stopped shooting cum, he started to fuck again. A few minutes later his balls began to throb again and a second, smaller load pumped into Thad’s sloppy hole. He collapsed on top of Thad and laid there as his heart stopped pounding and resumed a normal pace. He pulled out and heard both Daryl and Joe clap. A smile covered his face and his confidence returned. Before Ric could get up, Thad had spun around and was licking and sucking his cock clean. The group went back to the front of the store and Ric sat in the chair. Thad and Ric discussed where to place the tattoo and Thad made a few drawings. Thad pulled out a razor and some shaving cream and shaved his left pec and started in with the tattoo. Thad took a few breaks when he sensed Ric was nearing his pain threshold, but finished the tattoo with no problems. He held up a mirror for Ric to see and he looked it over, his face beaming. Thad helped him out of the chair and walked him over to a full length mirror. Ric looked over not just the tattoos, but his whole body and liked the new version. The tattoo - three larger nautical stars going from his left pec up to his shoulder with several smaller shaded stars around it looked really good but he missed the chest hair that he was so proud of. It would grow back eventually, he guessed. Thad gave him instructions on caring for it, but didn’t bandage it since he knew Ric would have an active night ahead of him. They said their good byes and Thad thanked Ric for the load. Ric blushed, not being used to people talking openly about sex. Joe drove over to a restaurant and the two ate burgers. Joe wanted a beer, but held off not wanting to drink in front of Ric who he guessed had never drank alcohol or gotten high. Joe tapped out a few more messages and they finished dinner. Ric had inhaled his meal since he hadn’t had much for breakfast since he was so nervous. He looked back and realized that as much as he was dreading this day, it really had been one of the best of his life and he had no idea what was going to happen next.

I had sex with a few men I knew after having tina....A lot of tina. After I left and found myself in my car trying to find men online who could be pozzed or even undetectables would have been interesting but had no luck. The drugs were leading me to this more than I actually wanting it and if I found someone risky I would have gone to them. I come onto breeding.zone and say what happens. A guy messages me telling me he wants to poz me the next time. I try to avoid him and a few weeks later I go to the same friend and we have a great time. Then I leave and get in my car after taking the safe choice of seeing my friend instead of the guy who messaged me thinking I had avoided it. But my fingers without my intention go to my phone and I text him saying I am high as fuck. He responds friendly and welcoming and tells me where to go to get to his place. I get to his house, it's nice, the inside is tidy. He's welcoming and leads me to his bed and undresses me. I tell him it's the drugs, if I were in my right mind I wouldn't have come to see him. He tells me that others have said the same thing, he tells me that mindfuck turns him on so much, because anyone who has found themselves saying that let him continue. He tells me to get onto my knees and give him a blowjob. Then just before he cums he stops me. Then he gets me to position myself onto his bed in a certain way, then ties me down. He says most men who come to him get even more turned on when tied down, now please stay quiet. When a man is quiet at this point for me, it turns me on. I love the submission I can't see him at this point but he stops talking, and there's complete silence for 10 or so seconds, I feel like I should be talking to get out of this but he's right staying quiet makes me feel compliant. He lubes my ass up and opens it up with big dildo, and he takes his time. It feels amazing. Then he says he will use the brush next time if it doesn't take this time. He pushes his cock into my ass and starts fucking me, and 1 minute later he cums into my ass. Then I hear someone else enter and I feel another cock in my ass. He takes perhaps 3 or 4 minutes and then cums. He tells me that hopefully it didn't work because he would like to see me come to see him again, the second time uses the brush and other things, which are way more fun.

It all started so innocently - well, as innocently as an exchange on BBRT can. I was perusing all the guys in my small state when I came across someone I hadn't noticed before. He was a vers top, and one of his pics showed an impressive Prince Albert - a heavy gauge loop that looked like it could do some damage while feeling amazing at the same time. It hung from a pretty impressive cock, too. Hard it looked to be about 7 inches and fairly thick. Scanning through his profile I could see he was a chubby guy with a big scruffy beard. And his status read Undetectable. Naturally, being the slut I am, I reached out. It didn't take long for him to respond, and we struck up a conversation. He loves chubs like me so was immediately interested. We chatted back and forth a bit, and then he asked, "You know I'm poz, right?" "I noticed," was my reply. For a moment I wondered why he would point it out when it was clear on his profile, but then the 'what if' occurred to me. "Detectable?" I asked. "Yup," he replied. "VL is 850,000" I had no way to tell if he was being truthful or not. Maybe he was just seeing if he could scare me off. If that was in fact the case, it had quite the opposite effect. My cock got rock hard as I read his note, and I told him so. "Good pig 😈," was his response. That was all I needed. I was hooked. I gave him my number so we could continue texting. As soon as he had it, my phone dinged - it was a chest photo more recent than the one on his profile, showing a huge red-and-black biohazard tattoo above his right nipple. Now I was double hooked! As anyone who has read my other writings will tell you, I've been chasing, but not really chasing, the bug for years. I am an avowed bareback-only bottom and a passionate cum dump. Since I took my first raw cock more than 15 years ago, I have known that one day it would result in a positive test result. I made my peace with that long ago, which has allowed me to maintain the slut lifestyle I so enjoy. The only surprise to me, honestly, is the fact that in 15 years and hundreds and hundreds of loads, the only thing I ever picked up was a case of syph, years ago - which cleared with a single penicillin treatment. Now, here was a guy offering to knowingly give me his strain, to give me his gift and start me on the next stage of my journey. The only thing that might make things difficult for us was distance. We lived at opposite ends of a state with lots of traffic and no direct east-west route from him to me. Still, he was willing to travel. He told me weekdays were best - they are for me too - and that he would drive to a motel I designated. And what's more, he would bring a mask so he could record my pozzing and post it on his Twitter - something I've always fantasized about. And it kept getting better. We started talking less than a week before a cum dump session I had scheduled for myself at a local motel, so I already had plans to be ass-up and taking loads. "Why don't you come at the end of my event?" I said to him. "You can eat the other loads out of my hole and replace them with your toxic load." "😈" was all he replied. And so it was that at a cum dump session last week, I received his poz load for the first time. I kept myself in a popper haze the entire time as cock after cock slid inside my hole and filled me with cum. I lost count of how many guys had used me over the course of the 4 hours I hosted, and for once I didn't care. My mind was fixated the entire time on what was to come after everyone else left. The flow of anonymous tops slowly ebbed as the end time approached. With about 15 minutes left to go, I heard the door open. "Don't turn around, pig," came a voice, and I knew it was him. I was ass-up on the bed, so I kept my eyes focused on the headboard. He placed a blindfold over my eyes, then slid a ski mask over my head. I heard the door lock. "Event's over. Time for me to ruin your life." My cock, which normally remains soft throughout a cum dump session even when guys pay attention to it, grew instantly hard. He wouldn't be ruining my life, he would be enhancing it while at the same time bringing it to its inevitable, eventual conclusion. I longed for the freedom both would provide. He grew quiet, then I heard the telltale signs of clothes being shed. There were a couple of faint clunks from the dresser behind me and the table to my left, and I guessed that he was setting up camera equipment to capture the last moments of my life as an HIV-negative bottom, and my rebirth into the poz brotherhood. At last I felt his hands on my ass. He caressed it, and in my mind's eye I pictured him admiring this big, round ass that he was about to defile. Or maybe he was appreciating the amount of cum running down my balls and soaking the sheet. I gave a little push, and felt more cum slip out and run down my balls to join the rest. "Mmmmmm," I heard him mutter. Then his tongue was on my hole. He spread my cheeks as widely apart as he could as he licked and slurped and sucked at my pucker. After what felt like an eternity, but was probably no more than five minutes, he stood up behind me. "There," he announced. "All clean. You ready for my poz load, pig?" I didn't think it was possible for my cock to get any harder, yet somehow it did. It felt as though I could penetrate a steel plate. I had never in my life been that hard. "Yesssss," I hissed plaintively. "Poz me, pleeeeease!" Without another word, he slid his cock balls-deep into my hole in one fluid motion. He was on the thicker side, and I felt him stretch my hole as he entered. But I didn't feel his PA. Seemingly sensing my thoughts, he said, "I left out the piercing for the first round. Don't worry, once my poz babies are inside you I'll put it in so I can tear you up as I give you a second load." I melted blissfully into the bed as he grabbed my hips and began to rhythmically slide back and forth, in and out, savoring my hole as he prepared to change my life forever. It sounds a little strange, but in that moment I felt at home, like I was doing what I had always been meant to do, like I was fulfilling my destiny. His cock was just long enough to massage my prostate in the best possible way, and the precum streamed from my cock and collected on the bed with the leftover cum from the past four hours. Between the popper fog and the sensations emanating from my insides and the sheer realization of what I was doing, I was truly in hog heaven. Before long his pace began to quicken, and as he fucked me harder and faster my prostate responded. For the first time in my life, I felt an orgasm already building as he grabbed my hips extra-hard and began pounding me relentlessly. "You want this poz load, pig?" he asked loudly. "Yes, please!" I cried in response. "Please poz me!" "Here it comes, pig," he growled. "You're never gonna be the same again." That was all I needed. The pressure that had been building inside me exploded, and my cock shot a huge load onto the bed as I felt him pumping his poz load deep inside me. He held still for a moment as the pulses subsided, then released my hips. Spent, I collapsed onto the bed, a sweaty, panting, and very content mess. "You're not done," he said matter-of-factly. He turned my head and I felt the tip of his cock press against my lips. I eagerly sucked his cock clean. He left me laying on the bed as he turned off the cameras. "That's gonna make for a great post," he said. "All my followers are going to love watching you become a little poz piggy." I was still trying to compose myself, so I said nothing in response. He let me lie there a while as he puttered around the room. At one point I heard the rustle of fabric, then a short time later a metallic 'click'. He climbed on the bed, straddling my legs, and began kissing my ass cheeks. Slowly he worked his way up my back, sending little electric shocks down my spine. He continued to move up my body toward my head, until I felt a cold sensation against my well-used hole. As promised, he had put in his PA. By now I was so gaped that he slipped in easily. I was amazed at how hard his cock was so quickly after he had cum. "Now, to make sure it takes," he grunted. He grabbed my shoulders and locked his ankles with mine, pressing me into the bed as he began his assault. My hole exploded in a burning pain as he began to work his shaft in and out. I struggled, trying to shift my body toward the headboard to lessen the pressure, but he held me firmly. He never missed a beat as he pumped his cock in and out, tearing up my hole to let his poz babies do their work. "Mmmmm, fuck," he moaned in my ear. "This hole feels soooo good, pig." I grunted in pain but did not reply, which seemed to spur him on. He began pumping more quickly, slamming his hips into my ass and pressing me into the bed. "Here it comes, pig," he hissed. "If the first one didn't take, this one sure will." With that, I felt the telltale pulses of his cock against my sphincter as he dumped a second toxic load deep into my guts. He collapsed on my back, spent from the effort. He lay there for a few minutes as his cock deflated inside me, then got up. "Don't move," he instructed me. "I didn't video that one, but I gotta get some pics of that hole." I remained still as I heard a number of clicks from his phone, each of my destroyed and now pozzed ass. Then he dressed, and as he took the mask and blindfold off my head he instructed me to continue staring at the headboard. The room door opened and the sounds of the street outside flooded in for a moment until the latch clicked shut once more. I looked around and confirmed that he had indeed left. I made the decision to stay a while longer and rest. My ass still felt like it was on fire, but I reveled in the knowledge that it meant I had fulfilled my destiny. After all, "No pain, no gain!" Finally the time came for me to head home. Tomorrow was a work day, after all. But much more than that, it was also the first day of the rest of my life, and I couldn't wait to get it started. I was at work the next day when I received a text from my gifter with a series of web links all pointing to Twitter. I bolted for the bathroom and locked myself in a stall so I could see what he sent me. I clicked each link in succession and watched in rapt fascination as my pozzing unfolded for all the world to see, just as I had always fantasized. My cock grew instantly hard and I was so turned on that I had to jack off then and there. I put my earbuds in so I could listen to the audio, then watched the last video in the series again as I stroked my cock. As I got to the moment when I begged for his poz cum I shot a huge load and a couple of drops hit the back of the stall door. A couple of drops of my poz cum. The thought sent shivers down my spine. By now the drops of cum had formed streaks down the back of the door, and one had even dripped onto the floor. I cleaned up and pushed the door open, leaving my seed behind for the next guy. Who knows? Maybe there was a toilet pig in the office who would enjoy a treat. As I went back to my desk, my phone buzzed again. It was my gifter. "We're doing that again tomorrow," he said, "and as often as we can until you test positive." He didn't have to tell me twice! I was still so turned on that I went back to the bathroom to rub out another one. I chose a different stall this time. Hey, maybe there are two toilet pigs in the office.

Last night I had a hit on sniffes from a hot looking 35 year old guy. He said he was very passionate and loved to take his time. I invited him over and in about 15 min he showed up. when I opened the door he gave me a long passionate kiss. He kept kissing him while we went into the bedroom. He kept kissing while we got undressed He then whispered he was going to make love to my ass .He rimmed me till I begged him to fuck me. He then laid me on back with pillow under my ass. He kissed me while he entered me. We kept kissing till he came deep in my ass.We kept kissing till he went soft We cuddled and in about 1/2 hour we repeated it. One of my hottest encounters to date

I'll defer to both Bootman & NWUSHorny on this one: It's been a number of years since I used the last one I was a member of (bbrt), and since nothing is ever static, it's very likely that both of them know more about the issue than I do. It does seem (from the conversations above) that guys are using the apps to fulfil a purpose (human interaction) that the apps cannot fulfil as currently formatted. That said, I still believe that in-person contact is something the apps discourage (whether purposefully or not is another issue), and as a group, we're not as well off as we were before the apps came into such widespread use. Thanks, you two. <polite cough> Maybe the divide between the literate and the non is simply more - oh - would "obvious" be too much? More likely, some guys enjoy communicating via the written word, and some don't ... and thus are less able than others.

I'm not sure how strange this was, versus maybe being comical or even a little bit sweet. I prefer more mature men, and in my mid 20s I once hooked up with a guy in his late 70s. He could still get a boner like blue steel, God bless him. This was the early days of Viagra. I got on the bed, on my back, feet on his shoulders. He said to me, "Prepare yourself, young man. I'm going to ravish you!" I'm sorry, you're going to what me? 🫠 I had to look up that particular Great Depression era slang later when I got home. He was living in a retirement community and his apartment was like a time capsule, complete with doilies, pictures of his deceased wife and kids (who were older than me), a huge console style TV in the corner, and I kid you not, a candy dish with butterscotch candies on the coffee table. He had a tub of Alboline on the nightstand we used for lube and for a brief moment I wondered how old it was and if his deceased wife had used it to remove her makeup. Pretty quickly I pushed that thought out of my mind, deciding that was a door best left closed. Gramps fucked me like a damn demon that night, even with a hip replacement, as his deceased wife watched from a photo on the dresser. We spent time cuddling and talking afterwards and he gave me some "fatherly advice." I got the feeling he didn't have many visitors. I went home gaped and raw and leaking, with a few of those butterscotches in my pocket. I still think about him today.

Depends on the tops but if the penis is swollen hard to full size then I can almost always feel it. The best is when it’s an anonymous top fucking my ass through a glory hole or while I’m ass up on the edge of a hotel bed. Being still ass I’m letting a stranger insert his erect hard penis up my asshole without seeing who he is. Feeling it thrust in and out from my hole and hearing him grunt as it starts to pulse inside while he ejaculates. The best.

I don't participate in dating/sex-related apps but the same game is played on other networks, general or about specific topics I'm interested in and I've decided to close conversation with people not wanting to communicate, saying "read my profile, come on" is like forcing an interest. I always say "don't talk to a mule, you waste your time and the beast gets nervous". Last person I just kicked out with no regret, was the one saying "can I ask a question? Are there real studies on this Undetectable Untransmittable stuff? I can't trust news, there's a lot of fakes". He just contacted me in a space where I explained it all. People don't read, but I don't care and select my Internet (and real life) buddies accordingly. I don't waste my time with those, it's like talking to the wall.

I would love to be pozzed something like that. I am currently neg and on prep, and I would want to be fucked a few times before stopping the meds so that we could get tuned together so that the pozzing would be an absolutely mind blowing fuck session, and I would want it filmed for sharing with like minded other sex pigs. Fukk yeah 😈🐷💦

Unless it's communicated clearly before, or even during the event of sex that the bottom does not want to be cummed in, then they need to understand what comes with raw sex. If a top or tops are inside me raw, whether they tell me they are going to breed me or not. I expect for them to cum inside me. And quite honestly, I'd be pissed if they pulled out.

As old as i am and with the understanding i have i would still would like to get it from such an intense knock up

Chapter 10: Return Journey Six months later, Steve and Jim were seated together in first class on a flight from Los Angeles to Orlando, where they would connect onto a flight to Key West. As the plane soared eastwards across the mountains and desert, Jim simply had to ask Steve yet again if he was sure he was doing the right thing. He’d asked some variant of the same question at least eight times in the previous week. By this time, Steve was a bit inclined to laugh at Jim’s overprotective mother-hen behaviour, but he restrained himself. “Jim, I told you before, I wanted to do this as the ultimate kiss-off to everyone in the whole wide world who thinks I’m actually an exclusive top stud – but especially to all the people in the industry who forced me to be that guy for so many years. It’s the best way for me to achieve final closure on that chapter of my life.” Jim nodded doubtfully, in a classic case of “Yes, I get it” from the intellectual side of his mind while it was abundantly clear that his emotional side didn’t get it at all. He was afraid Steve was going to get hurt by this return to the porn world, and behind that fear lurked the other darker one that he could never entirely set aside – the fear that he was going to lose his man in some way. When their flight landed in Key West, a car and driver were waiting to take them to the resort where the company were all staying. Jim gaped in surprise at the luxurious surroundings. Steve explained to him about Daniel’s hopeful multi-millionaire backer who kept dreaming dreams of getting the Hawaiian Nine into his bed if he were sufficiently generous. Jim’s comment, “Well, I give Daniel full credit for knowing just how to push people’s buttons,” carried a definite double meaning. At the company meeting, they heard that the title of this beachfront porn opus was going to be Nine in the Sand. For his part, Steve now heard for the first time that the two films he had agreed to make had somehow swollen to three, spread out over the next year and a half. Jim looked at him sternly while Steve shrugged his shoulders and turned his hands up in an “I didn’t know” gesture. They were only in Key West for three nights. This was going to be the express shoot to outdo all express shoots. Daniel had somehow managed to get permission from the private owners for a day’s exclusive use of their luxurious home and the sandy key on which it was the sole structure. His backer had to cough up a princely sum as a security deposit, and they were subject to strict conditions: they must arrive promptly at 9:00 am when the caretaker would admit their vans through the main gate, and they must leave promptly at 7:00 pm when the caretaker would return to let them out. No coming or going was to happen at any other time. Due to these odd conditions, the shoot had to be meticulously organized, with Leanne (the business manager) and Marina (the costume coordinator, also known as the General of the Jockstraps) drawing up lengthy lists of every item they had to bring with them, from pool floats and snorkel gear to diverse colours of swimwear, hats, and sunglasses to food and drink for all during the filming breaks. Because of the pressure of timelines, the entire film had to be shot in one day, with two different camera crews filming at a time – one on the beach, and one by the pool, while Daniel, Leanne, and Marina moved back and forth to keep an eye on everything. Daniel had his fingers crossed that this complex scheduling setup was going to work. Because of the tight schedule, the film was carefully planned so that, in each scene, only one model of each two would actually cum. Other cumshots were faked internally. That meant that even in the last scene of the day, the beach orgy, there were still enough visible bursts of cum to satisfy the director. “If anyone can muster a second visible and good cum shot, more power to you, “he said, “but don’t try if it means your second effort is just going to be a dribble.” Steve was not the only performer who took that as a personal challenge. In his first scene, he bred a young Filipino man named Jacky, an experienced porn bottom who managed to take his huge cock and ten-squirt load with no trouble (although with plenty of squirming and squealing). Jacky joined the list of guys who had blown off a load without even touching themselves when they got the Rammer treatment. Then, at day’s end, he got the personal privilege of topping Daniel again at the grand climax of the beachfront orgy, and gave him the full treatment, producing a second Rod Rammer Ten Squirts Money Shot to round off the day. With terrific performances from everyone involved, Daniel was sure that the final 45-minute orgy scene of Nine in the Sand was going to be one of the hottest things ever filmed in gay porn. Jim, who’d beaten out an impressive load on the sidelines of the orgy while Marina stared hungrily at his dick, was inclined to agree. Steve had to explain to him later that Marina was a trans woman who had never bothered with getting any surgeries, and thus still had all her male appurtenances. The other really notable performance had been given by a newcomer, a slim, dark-haired guy of Hungarian descent named Arpad Nagy. Steve had been allowed to watch the filming of this sequence with Daniel, a scene in which an experienced Hawaiian Nine gradually persuaded a reluctant and near-virginal young man to give it up to him. Daniel had especially asked Steve to watch his performance here and give him any feedback. What Steve picked up most of all was a subtle but unmistakable vibe between the two of them. Being the man he was, he naturally felt sorry for young Nagy, knowing Daniel’s tendency to shut down all his personal feelings just to concentrate on the business at hand. Daniel reminded everyone that cleaning and washing off sand from all body parts and hiding places must be done at the beachfront shower before they dressed, and that they had just forty minutes to get ready for the van trip back to Key West. That produced a stampede to be first at the shower, and some shoving matches as some guys simply took too damn long. After a deluxe dinner back at the resort (funded by the unknown backer), the company all flopped into bed, somewhat the worse for wear after their exertions. The next day, they enjoyed a free day while Daniel and his camera crews pored over the footage, looking for any bits that might have to be patched with later close-up shots at home. There were none. The boss heaved a massive sigh of relief that his gamble had paid off. He was even able to relax a bit on the deck and in the pool with the rest of the company and used the time to talk quietly with Steve and Jim about the reasoning behind the move to three films. The next one, to be entitled Hawaiian Ramming, would be the one which included the big scene between Daniel and Steve. Once they were home again from their 72-hour fling in Key West, Steve turned to Jim and said, “There! That wasn’t so bad, was it?” He knew that everything was okay when Jim laughed. The next film, Hawaiian Ramming, went on a longer field trip, filming over the span of a week in a rental villa in Palm Springs, about five months later. Jim once again came along for the ride with Steve and was now being treated as a kind of mascot by the entire company, their very own pet groupie. As for Steve, he had now relaxed enough that he felt comfortable letting himself grow into friendships with several of the members of the group, including a few of the performers and Will and Eddie, the faithful cameramen, as well as Marina and Leanne. The company members certainly noticed the considerable relaxation and calm which came over Daniel whenever he stopped for a few minutes to chat with Steve and Jim. The climactic scene of this entire film, of course, was the grand finale pairing of Daniel and Steve. It began with Steve sunning himself on a lounge chair by the pool, and idly rubbing his bulge as he lay there. He’d dressed himself with his dick pointing down this time, and it was quite a sight to see that aggressive erection lifting the leg opening of his swimsuit all by itself to push out into view. Certainly that sight attracted the attention of Daniel who came sauntering by the pool just at that point with his own swimsuit straining to hold in a rapidly growing hard-on. He paused for a moment, showing great interest, and then turned and walked over to the edge of the pool, down the steps into the water. As he went, he cast a seductive “Well, are you coming?” look over his shoulder. Steve took the hint, stood up, and followed him down the steps. In no time, the two of them were locked into a passionate embrace. Eddie had donned a mask and snorkel for this sequence and was sitting underwater with a weight belt on to hold him in place. His camera was tracking the action between the two men’s dicks as the scene unfolded. Will’s handheld camera and the two cameras on tripods were catching the above water show of duelling tongues. Even with all his experience at free diving, Eddie had to remind himself to breathe as he tracked the action, watching Steve’s one-eyed dragon continuing to extend itself until the head had gotten three inches down his leg beyond the hem of his speedo. Eddie was also sporting a full erection by this time, but he had sensibly dispensed with a swimsuit so he wouldn’t get distracted by painful constriction while filming. The entire passionate coupling unfolded in the water – the swimsuits sliding away, the cocks dueling, Daniel plunging under the surface to suck on Steve’s cock – up to the point where Steve was to return the favour. He didn’t have anything like Daniel’s experience as a surfer at holding his breath when driven underwater, so Daniel hoisted out onto the side of the pool while Steve moved in between his powerful thighs to swallow down the thick nine incher. Seeing those two famous cocks in action at the same time, “porn royalty” as Will and Eddie later called it, was going to be an unforgettable spectacle for future viewers. It got even better when Daniel slid back into the water and turned to face the edge of the pool, allowing Rod Rammer’s thirteen inches to work their way into his firm, rounded, muscular ass, finding the hole and penetrating deep inside his body. As Will put it later, it was a wonder that all the water in the pool didn’t flash into steam. Steve fucked Daniel slowly, but with full intention, for only about three minutes before he was ready to cum. Eddie caught a perfect close up of the Rammer, buried three-quarters of the way inside Daniel, the base of the shaft throbbing and flexing as Steve’s sperm ejected inside his partner. Then he pulled out, and the camera captured it all as the newly freed Rammer jumped up and down in the water, still pumping out clouds of milky sperm that hovered in the pool around the two of them. The sight was so mesmerizing that future viewers might very well miss the fact that Daniel hadn’t cum. After another bout of hot kissing, Daniel led the way up out of the pool and over to the lounger to give the fans a show they’d never seen before. The two of them lay together, Daniel on top of Steve, making out and fondling each other’s dicks to stay hard while Eddie got rid of his underwater camera housing and Will moved the tripod cameras to new positions, prepared to continue the shoot. When the cameras were running again, the kissing turned much more intense, tongues plainly swapping back and forth, and the fondling of two rigid dicks got more intense too. Then Daniel, broke the kiss, sliding smoothly down Steve’s body and started lifting Steve’s legs, pushing them up and back over his prone torso – and there was the famous Rod Rammer, the legendary porn top to end all porn tops, lying on his back, totally vulnerable, with legs up and ass exposed as Daniel dived down and began eating his hole. Steve had rarely had his hole eaten on screen, and almost always as part of a 69 scene that proceeded from mutual sucking to mutual rimming. This was truly a first, to show himself to the porn viewing public in such an inviting position. Previous invitations from this source had always been to suck his enormous cock or get it plugged into someone else’s waiting fuckhole. Steve’s behaviour had changed too. No longer the gruff, tough top, he let himself go thoroughly with his own personal sensations, savouring the attack on his ass by a master of the art, and letting the thrill of it wash all through him. His head lashed back and forth on the lounger’s pillow, his eyes shut, his mouth emitting ecstatic moans and squeals of delight as Daniel worked on his hole. Will and Eddie knew what was going to happen and were expecting the direction the action went – but they had never anticipated such a shameless exhibition of pure bottom lust. When Daniel moved up and slid into Steve’s ass, Eddie stayed with the action down by the hole while Will moved up to catch the expressions playing across Steve’s face. At this moment, Will realized – as thousands and thousands of fans would realize when they watched this scene in the finished product – that he was seeing the real man behind the Rod Rammer name, for the first time ever. It was totally obvious that Steve was being taken all the way to bottom pig heaven by Daniel’s thick, straight cock, and enjoying this scene as he had never enjoyed any of the dozens upon dozens of scenes where he had topped someone else. That became clearer still as the cameras moved around, catching the action from different angles, while Daniel sank down on top of Steve and pounded hard and fast down into his now-open hole. That was Steve’s cue, to wrap his arms and his legs around Daniel’s body and draw him right into a close embrace. Daniel went right into that embrace with no hesitation, and planted his mouth right on Steve’s so they were kissing as he drove towards the peak. Steve was doing his best to work his hole on Daniel’s cock. He’d had a fair bit of practice by this time. Then Daniel started groaning that he was going to cum soon. Steve put everything he had into the words he had specially selected for this moment. “I want you to give it to me. All of it. All the way inside me!” In just a few more moments, he cried out in triumph, “Fuck, YEAH!”, as Daniel slammed down on him one last time. Daniel made a change in the script, too. He didn’t do the Rod Rammer-style shoot inside, pull out, shoot in again. He held it right inside Steve, all the way to the finish, while the camera captured just the base of his cock contracting again and again in the ring of Steve’s ass. Eddie held the camera right there as Daniel’s load began squeezing out of Steve around Daniel’s cock while the head was still propelling more sperm inside. Daniel pulled out, then, and Eddie’s camera missed none of the slow motion flow of Hawaiian cum pouring out of Steve’s body. Will, meanwhile, was focusing on the all-gone look on Steve’s face, even as he and Daniel kept kissing each other right through that huge orgasm. When Daniel finally pulled away, Will’s camera caught the sizable pool of cum all around the head of Steve’s still-rigid dick – and Steve had definitely not taken a hand away from Daniel’s muscular back to jerk that load out. The mere fact that he’d cum on such a grand scale hands-free ought to convince the most skeptical doubter that Steve was a born-to-the-role bottom. At least, that’s what Jim said during their drive back to Los Angeles two days later. Steve smiled, laid his hand on Jim’s arm and gave it an affectionate squeeze. “Thank you for helping me to reclaim my real self after the industry took it away from me.” Jim said nothing more during the remainder of that drive – just took his right hand off the steering wheel, clasped Steve’s left hand in it, and hung on until the exit where he had to pull off the Santa Monica Freeway, when he needed both hands again for driving on the city streets. When Hawaiian Ramming was released about six months later, the sales shot through the roof. The buzz (generated fifty-fifty by Leanne and by Daniel himself) was that the bonus scene with the Hawaiian Nine and Rod Rammer together was going to be just about the hottest thing ever filmed. To get it, the prospective viewer had to purchase the entire movie as well. It wasn’t available as a pay-per-view, or separately, but only as part of the full package purchase. The buzz over that one scene had built to the point where the advance pre-release sales were not just the biggest in Hawaiian Nine Films’ history, but no less than two and a half times bigger than the next biggest presale record for the company. The third film that Daniel had more or less tricked Steve into agreeing to do was to be filmed on location in Sitges. The incentive was the long list of awards for which Hawaiian Ramming had been nominated, since the filming would take place right after the awards presentation night in Barcelona. Daniel was very relieved to see that his scene with Steve had been nominated for the “Scene of the Year” award. That would make it all the more difficult for Steve to weasel out of his commitment, if he’d been thinking about doing that. As it turned out, he wasn’t. Steve and Jim turned up in time for the flight to Barcelona, in first class no less, courtesy of Daniel’s favourite patron. They entered right into the spirit of the occasion, laughing and joking with the others throughout the evening, and again after everyone was awake in the morning before landing. During the flight, though, Daniel approached them with another one of his ingenious ideas, and again he almost upset the apple cart. This time, his newest inspiration was that Steve should do his scene for this film with Jim as his scene partner. Daniel, of course, was picturing another marketing coup – a scene between a top-ranked pornstar and his real-life husband. Fortunately for all of them, Jim put the brakes on that idea right away – and Steve immediately backed him up. Steve also affirmed that this would definitely be his final bow in porn, and after this one last film he was going to retire again and stay retired. “For me personally, coming back into the business was a mistake. I’d quit for all the right reasons before, when I met Jim, and coming back was something I did for myself, and for you. Carrying on now would be something I would do for a whole pile of wrong reasons.” Jim saw Daniel’s face fall, and quickly put his oar in. “But that doesn’t mean we’re not still friends.” Daniel then made one of his signature quick recoveries. “Well, if this is definitely the last “lights, camera, action,” for you, who would you like me to pair you up with for your final scene?” Steve’s thoughts turned immediately to the young Hungarian man, Laszlo, whose work ethic as Arpad Nagy had strongly impressed him. “What about Laszlo? Do you think you could persuade him to do a switch-fuck with me?” “You mean, he does you and you do him?” “That’s what I mean.” “So who gets to breed?” Daniel asked. “Good question.” Steve pondered for a minute. “Maybe flip a coin?” Jim put in his two cents’ worth. “Since he’s young and inexperienced, he could probably shoot first inside you, and then you can breed him afterwards. You’ve had plenty of experience in delaying the inevitable.” Daniel wrapped up the discussion. “Well, we’ve already seen both of you bred on screen in the last film. Why don’t you negotiate it with him and come up with a scene plan?” “Deal.” And Daniel heaved a quiet but heartfelt sigh of relief as he walked away after they shook hands on that agreement. Once they came off the plane in Barcelona, the company had a couple of days for sightseeing prior to the award ceremony, but no sex allowed due to Daniel’s normal rules. They’d be driving down to Sitges the morning after the ceremony and starting filming the day after that. Almost all of them had worked for Daniel before and knew the rules and the reasons behind them. With two scorching movies in the running, Hawaiian Nine Films did indeed pull off a massive sweep at the awards presentation on Saturday night. Hawaiian Ramming won for the best film of the year, with Daniel and Steve sharing a trophy for Scene of the Year for their epic switch scene, and Laszlo collecting the Newcomer of the Year award. Further icing on the cake was the awarding of a trophy for outstanding camera work to Will and Eddie for the orgy scene in Nine in the Sand. To crown the whole evening, a special Lifetime Achievement Award was presented to Steve in recognition of his long and memorable career as Rod Rammer, and Steve finally had a chance to speak for himself. After paying tribute to all his colleagues who had appeared with him and worked with him through the years, he addressed the question that had set so many people’s curiosity ablaze. “Many of you have asked why I chose to come back into this industry, and I’m sure many more have been wondering. My answer is in that scene that I did with the Hawaiian Nine for Hawaiian Ramming. It’s not a hidden message at all, but I’m sure many viewers missed it in the heat of the moment. I came back because I was offered a chance, by my friend, the Hawaiian Nine, to do a scene on my terms in which I could finally share with the world my true identity, the real man behind the screen name, and let you all see me enjoying sex the way I really want to enjoy it, the way that no other producer for the last seventeen years would ever allow me to do. “I’m glad that I’ve done that, just as I’m glad you all enjoyed it so much, and I feel sure that the truthfulness of the scene contributed a great deal to the recognition we were given for it. Now, after doing just one more film for Hawaiian Nine Films, I’ll be ready to retire from the business again, and this time it will be for good. Time to make way for the young fellows. Thank you all for this wonderful special award, and for putting up with my brief return to the scene – and that thanks goes out especially to my long-suffering and incredibly patient partner, Jim.” The ovation was instant, spontaneous, and overwhelming. Steve could be seen wiping tears out of his eyes as he came down off the stage, endured a massive group hug from the Hawaiian Nine gang, hugged and kissed Jim, and then sat down beside him with Jim’s arm draped over his shoulders. At the reception after the ceremony, Steve and Jim stood together at one end of the room, while all the other guests lined up to greet them and congratulate Steve. After everyone had passed through this impromptu receiving line, Steve said, “Now I know exactly what visiting royalty feel like at a formal reception.” Jim laughed and added, “Right – or the happy couple at a wedding party for just 500 cousins and close friends.” Inwardly, he was chuckling with glee. The next afternoon, at their small hotel in Sitges, everyone was out sunning themselves (and recovering from lost sleep) around the pool. Some of the guys were lounging in the water, and some remained on dry land. Everyone was in a very relaxed, quiet mood, saving up their energy for the next few days of intensive work. Eddie and Will were among those standing in the pool, just enjoying the scenery, when Eddie suddenly nudged Will and said, “Hey, Will, check that out.” In the far corner of the sundeck, Jim had taken Steve’s hand and drawn him to his feet. Jim was speaking in a very earnest, serious manner, but they couldn’t hear exactly what he was saying. It was obvious, too, that Steve was wondering what was happening. By this time, nearly everyone on the deck was watching them. And it was at this moment that Jim went down on one knee in front of Steve, his hand holding up a small box. Marina gasped aloud. Then Steve nodded, and said, “Yes! Yes! Ohmigod, YES!” Jim stood up and slipped the ring onto his finger, and the whole assembly cheered loudly as they kissed each other. Then the crowd of their friends all leapt up for another round of congratulatory hugging and kissing. The bartender was called over to take some pictures, which showed the happy couple front and centre with all the others crowded around them – an ocean of hot, sexy male bodies with no shirts around the twin islands of the slightly more covered Leanne and Marina. The next day, as they prepared for their scene together, Laszlo was feeling a bit out of sorts. It wasn’t a question of drinking the night before; he knew better than to try that before a shoot. Steve asked him in his kind way what the problem was. “I can’t explain it. It feels sort of…, well, somewhere between wrong and weird, with a strong dose of jealous, to try to film a scene with you when I just watched you get engaged yesterday afternoon.” Steve chuckled at that. “Laszlo, if it will help you at all, just pretend that the whole engagement scene was a bad dream you had, and it actually didn’t take place.” Laszlo’s eyes widened a trifle. “Are you saying…?” “No. Just trying to help you out.” “Don’t scare me like that!” They both laughed, and the tension passed. And it was a good scene, strong and memorable, with two epic breedings an hour apart. So was the last scene filmed, the now-trademark big orgy scene that would come at the end of the finished film, with both Daniel and Steve appearing in the same scene one last time. As the guys showered off together afterwards, Steve experienced a sad, strong feeling of nostalgia at the thought that this was definitely the end. He had already said so in public, and now it was time to settle down, get married, and get on with the new life he’d been building for himself with Jim. On the flight home the next day, the champagne flowed freely as the entire gang celebrated the successful completion of another shoot, the multiple awards, and the newly engaged couple. A big congratulations and thank-card was passed around and was signed by all the company before being presented to Steve and Jim just before the plane landed. While they were waiting for their bus to take the group back into the city, Daniel sidled over and said quietly to Steve, “Can you and Jim come to my office on Wednesday afternoon, say, at two o’clock?” “I can. I’ll check with Jim. As long as this isn’t a proposal for yet another last film.” Daniel smiled, a wry grin, but didn’t laugh. Steve sensed the strain in him and wondered why. “No, Steve, not that. Just need to explain a couple of things to you, and not around all the others.” “Okay, Wednesday at 2:00 pm. For now, though, I’ve just got a little suggestion for The Nine in Spain.” He outlined his idea, and Daniel let out a hearty guffaw. Just then the bus pulled up beside them, everyone clamoured to be the first on board, and the conversation ended. Steve marked the date in his calendar. Then he checked with Jim. “Sure, I can do it. I’ll just tell the office manager it’s a medical appointment. What’s it for?” “He didn’t say, just asked if we could come.” “And what was it you said that made him laugh so loudly?” “Can’t tell you now. But if he takes me up on it, you’ll laugh out loud too.” On Wednesday afternoon, the two of them were seated in Daniel’s office promptly at two, after having arrived a few minutes early to say hello to Leanne. They greeted Daniel, and he poured each of them a shot of prime Scotch from a crystal decanter. After they toasted each other, they looked at him in expectation. “Steve, Jim, I asked you to come in today, most of all because I wanted to thank you. You’ve likely heard via the grapevine that I don’t have many friends, that I’m all business and nothing but, and that’s true. Colleagues, acquaintances, business associates, fellow performers, but not much in the way of friends. You two have gone out of your way to build a friendship where I wasn’t doing anything at all to support it. As well, Jim, I’m grateful that you were prepared to back Steve’s decision to come out of retirement and appear in several films for me. Steve, of course, you’ve made an immense contribution by your appearances, and by the impact your work ethic and professional dedication has had on my casts and my crew. For that, I owe you a huge vote of thanks. Which is why I’ve asked you here, to thank the two of you, and to give you these small gifts as well.” With that, Daniel pulled up a gift-wrapped parcel and handed it to Jim. “Jim, you may recall a conversation in which you shared the story of how Steve called you to come and see him because he didn’t want to remember you as the one who got away. That’s why I got you this.” Intrigued, Jim took the parcel and opened the card. He read out, “Jim, this comes with thanks and the hope that you won’t miss the one who got away.” He peeled off the wrapping paper, revealing a dark cloth bag. Opening the drawstrings at the top of the bag, he drew out a carton covered with nude, erect photos of his host. The label read, Authentic HAWAIIAN NINE Dildo! Moulded from the Actual Erect Cock of the Famous Porn Star! Jim laughed heartily as he showed it Steve, who also let out a great bellow of a laugh. They then told Daniel the story about how Jim had bought himself an “Authentic ROD RAMMER Dildo” to practice on before that memorable second meeting with Steve – a story which in turn set Daniel laughing. After they’d settled down, Daniel turned to Steve. “I’m so grateful to you, Steve – not just because of what you’ve done, although that matters a great deal. Not just coming out of retirement to appear in Hawaiian Nine films again, either. Your suggestions and ideas, and your powerful work ethic and professional commitment have had a huge positive effect on the productions you’ve appeared in, and on all the people involved in them. The younger cast members, they all speak of you as a role model, someone to emulate. I agree. “On top of all that, as I said a minute ago, is the way that you showed me what I had to do when you departed from the industry and took all the steps you needed to reset your entire life, right up to the point where you built your relationship with Jim. That has given me a playbook to follow as I prepare to leave the business too.” He handed Steve a plain white letter envelope with “Steve Rotherham” neatly written on it. Inside, when Steve opened it, he found a folded sheet of letter paper and a deposit advice slip. “Five hundred eighty-four dollars and seventy-six cents? Seriously? What’s this for? You’ve already paid me very well, in fees and expenses, for the work!” “Steve, it’s a royalty – a residual. I decided to do this after the first two films you made, which both turned into total blockbusters. Everyone in the company is getting one, but you’re the first. The letter explains it, and the money should land in your account today. Each time one of those films gets streamed, you get two cents. Each time someone buys the film, you get ten cents. For The Nine in Spain, where you’re billed as the star, you’ll get five cents for a streaming and twenty-five cents for each outright purchase. And for Hawaiian Ramming, each time someone buys the bonus scene along with the main film, you get an additional fifteen cents. The whole program is backdated to Jan. 1, 2017, when Nine in the Sand was released, and it will continue as long as the films remain available. This payment represents the royalties owing from 2017 to today in 2019.” Stunned speechless, Steve could only stand up and hold out his arms to Daniel. The ensuing hug lasted a good fifteen seconds. Jim stood by, and hugged Daniel in turn. Then it was Jim who said the appropriate. “Thank you so much for your generosity, Daniel – not just in money but your generosity of spirit even more so. I’m sure that whatever direction you turn in, you will succeed and make your mark.” Steve nodded agreement. “Yes. And please remember, whatever you want to ask about, or just to talk out whatever happens to you, our door is always open for you, and you are and will always be a welcome guest in our home.” With that, they shook hands and turned to leave. Daniel showed them out the door. Talk about perfect timing. Laszlo walked into the Hawaiian Nine Films office suite just as Jim and Steve were sauntering out of Daniel’s private office into the reception area. “He’s free, Laszlo, just go on in.” Jim sounded like a man on a mission. But Steve put out a hand and stopped Jim from leaving, then spoke. “Hey, Laszlo, I’d like to keep in touch. Let’s swap numbers.” Jim raised his eyebrows. “What, suddenly I’m not good enough for you any more?” he asked in a mocking tone – then chuckled. Steve, though, replied in an unusually serious voice. “Jim, I think it would be a good idea for us to keep in contact with Laszlo.” The numbers duly exchanged, the two of them hugged and kissed the younger man, and then went on their way. And Laszlo went in. Outside the building, Curious Jim said, “Well?” “Well, what?” “You know what, Steve. Why did you want Laszlo’s number?” “Just a sixth sense. I get the feeling that Daniel is about to do something big and make some sort of major change in his life. If he does, I just have a feeling that he might let Laszlo know what he’s up to. I’m not sure if it’s love, but there’s some sort of special comfort zone there for him. I want to know where to locate Laszlo if we need to ask about Daniel.” Jim nodded. “That’s good thinking. I didn’t pick up anything particular about them myself, but I sure as hell trust your judgement.” Steve laughed. “You’re just saying that because I thought it was safe to confide in you with my feelings. So I did -- and look where it got us!” The two of them laughed and kissed. Six months later, they were invited back to Daniel’s condo for the release party for The Nine in Spain. Jim had everyone at the party in stitches with his deadpan accounts of what it was like being the lead groupie for a porn film production company. Steve enjoyed touching base with other members of the company, all of whom were coming to seem like old friends – even like a family. When it was time to sit down and watch the final version of the film that would go on sale at midnight, something unusual happened. Raunchy comments followed by raucous laughter were a staple of these video viewings at Hawaiian Nine. In this instance, though, everyone in the room burst into uproarious laughter much sooner in the viewing -- in fact, just as the last line of the credits scrolled up onto the screen. A Hawaiian Nine Films Production From the Most Awarded Studio in Gay XXX Video Today THE NINE IN SPAIN Starring ROD RAMMER and the HAWAIIAN NINE Winners of the Scene of the Year Award for 2019 Featuring ARPAD NAGY Winner of the Most Promising Newcomer Award for 2019 With MIGUEL MAXY JOHANNIS DANIELSON RYAN READESTON PAULO DOMINANTE And Introducing STEVE ROTHERHAM Steve’s amusing little suggestion to Daniel had worked like a charm. Everyone in the company said the same thing afterwards, some variant on: “I wonder how many people will get the joke?”

Martin My mind was racing about master having hiv, but then I realized that we weren’t doing anything directly so it wouldn’t be a big deal. Over the weekend I found myself constantly bouncing on any seat to make the oversized butt plug rub my prostate. On Sunday when I took it out to use the bathroom I had to go buy poppers just so I could get it back in. When I went over to masters house we did pretty much the same thing as always he stretched my hole gave me some g and did some light fisting. We fell into a pattern of this, interspersed with me watching him poz random twinks who had come to his bar to get hiv. Master explained to me that he ran a bar for hiv positive people to feel free to hangout and be who they were. This sometimes included initiating new members. As the summer went on my vists to master got more frequent till I was there nearly every day. It was around this point that I hit a plateau. I had been taking the same toys for weeks and couldn’t get any bigger. That was when master suggested trying a special lube to help me stretch. “This lube is what all the professionals use but it has something in it that you might be afraid of” master said gently as he stood in front of my gaping hole. “What is it master” “Methamphetamine” “No way that’s super bad for you” I replied hastily “Oh no it isn’t sweet boy, that’s just what the media tells you but for bottom sluts like you it’s actually essential” master said comfortingly “it’s exactly what you need to reach the next level baby ok?” “Yes master” I said hesitantly “Good boy” he said as he began to squirt the lube into me. He started working it deeper with his fist when I felt a burning then a rush came over me. I felt fucking amazing and my hole felt empty “Fuck fill me up master” I moaned needing to be full. I felt him push hs arm deeper and then felt more pressure against my cunt ring. I looked up at the mirror just in time to see his second arm slip in. He pulled his other arm back and locked his hands together inside me. The meth combined with the stretching sent waves of pleasure through me and I started writhing in a orgasm only to look down and see my cock was not only soft but somewhat shriveled as it leaked cum. I don’t know how many times I came that night but at the end master made me a suggestion. “ your cock looked amazing all shriveled up boy” master said as we sat naked on his couch “I know it’s still completely soft now too” I said leaning on masters thick hairy chest still spinning from the meth “ we could keep it that way all the time so it would get even smaller.” He said rubbing my shriveled cock like a clit. “ I think I’d like that master” I said as he stood up to go get something and came back with a pink cock cage “Here we are” he said as he locked my cock into it “ now I’ll just keep the key with me so it’s safe alright boy” “Yeah that sounds good” I said as I began to get dressed.

-Chris I came to lying on a couch. I heard a moaning noise coming from my side and looked over. On a bed was a man with a massive hairy back pounding into someone who has their thin legs wrapped around him. “I love you so much master please breed me give me more of your poison” I heard from a voice that sounded just like Martin. Shocked I stood up and walked towards the bed where I saw Martin taking the cock of the man Greg had been referring to as boss. “What the fuck” I asked in shock “Oh good you’re up” the man said as he wrapped his arms around my boyfriend and pulled him to his chest all the while pounding into him. “My balls could use some attention so slid down and start sucking” “No fucking way asshole I’m not sucking your balls while you fuck my boyfriend” “Shut the fuck up and do as your told Chris if you’re gonna be rude to master you might as well leave” Martin said between his moans “What the fuck are you doing Martin how could you do this to me and then take his side” I asked confused “I’m - uh- always on- oh fuck-masters side Chris” Martin moaned out “I’m -oh yes right there master- I’m just trying to help you Chris” “The fuck do you mean help me” I asked when suddenly the man lifted Martin off him and stood up off the bed “Alright listen here faggot you’re going to do as me and my boy say or you’re gonna leave and never see him again” the man said towering over me with a massive wet cock glistening between his legs. Martin stood up of the bed, what looked like cum flowing out of his legs as he did before coming right up to me and kneeing me hard in the balls. “You’re such a pathetic piece of shit Chris. I try to share my life with you and all you do is bitch and fucking moan” he said continuously kneeing my nuts for emphasis “I could’ve broken up with you years ago and given myself fully to master but no I told him that even if I didn’t love you like I did him I still wanted you to experience the exctasy that master has to offer” he yelled at me as I collapse to the floor in pain “ and now that I’m giving you the chance to recieve the greatest gift and your saying I’m cheating on you. I mean fucking seriously you’re barely a man with that pathetic fucking cock and if anything I’ve been cheating on master with you cause I love him in ways I never loved you. And are you really so stupid you never realized that I would come hope gaped and full of cum and you would just happily pump away for a few seconds into your condom like the sissy bitch you are” “Now master is gonna keep breeding my ass and you will sit there licking his balls or his ass or even eating his fucking shit if he asks you to because your opinion doesn’t fucking matter now start sucking cuck” martin screamed as master began pounding into him again Martin had been cheating on me for years I thought in shock and worse he said he loved master more than me. I still didn’t want to leave Martin though I loved him and maybe I just had to show him I could sacrifice to win him back I thought as I got to my knees between Martin and master and began sucking his massive hairy balls. The smelled of sweat and tasted of lube and cum but as I sucked and felt the love of my life cum onto my back from another man’s cock I found that my own cock was rock hard.

Part II: Encore Performance As I lay there in a daze, the lights dimmed. I vaguely heard the audience cheer. My bear slipped out of me; I felt his cum dribbling from my ass. He helped me up and held my hand as he led me off stage to more applause, the cheers led by Beth, Peggy, and their friends. In the dressing room the other performers crowded around to tell us what an amazing show it had been. I dressed slowly, still trying to process what had just happened, knowing my entire life had changed in the past hour. I was still wearing my wife’s watch and her engagement ring. I glanced at my cell phone and saw that my wife had texted me. I read the message: “DON’T COME HOME.” I sat there. Of course I couldn’t go home – we were done. But what was I supposed to do? My bear came over and sat next to me. He wrapped his arm around me. I showed hm the message. “You can come home with me. I’m Dave, by the way.” “I’m Andy,” I said. And then we both laughed because the whole place knew my name after the performance. Dave called us a ride and we held hands on the way back to his apartment. Once there he made us coffee. He told me that our coupling on stage was probably the hottest sex he had ever experienced. “Mine, too,” I said with a smile. From there it was a short distance into his bed where he fucked me again, this time mounting me from behind, pushing me down, and laying atop me. Of course, it was bareback – it didn’t occur to me to ask him to wear a condom. I was still wearing Beth’s jewelry, which looked so pretty and natural on me as I clutched the pillow. I whispered to him, “This is what I’ve always wanted.” Dave picked up the pace. I was stuffed full of his cock and felt an orgasm welling up deep inside me. I didn’t know whether it was from his thick tool hitting my prostrate or my cock rubbing the sheets, but it was an incredible sensation. I loved being a bottom! I exploded in an amazing climax, my cock pulsing as cum came out in waves. I turned my face to Dave and he thrust his tongue into my mouth. I felt his orgasm moments later as he groaned into our kiss. The rest of the night we alternated between sleeping and fucking. In the morning, I woke him with a long blow job, tasting my ass on his cock. When he came, I did my best to swallow every bit, but some ended up on my beard. I loved the taste. We showered together. At breakfast, Dave invited me to stay as long as I wanted. I texted Beth again to ask how she was. Maybe on some level I thought she would accept me as, well, her gay boyfriend and confidant. She answered at once: “WE’RE DONE. YOU’LL HEAR FROM MY LAWYER. I replied, “I need some things like clothes.” “OK. BUT I DON’T WANT TO SEE YOU. SEND YOUR BOYFRIEND. LOL.” Dave agreed to go to our house and collect what I needed. I told him to return the watch and ring. But when he came back to the apartment with a couple of suitcases, he told me that she had refused to take back the jewelry. “She said they looked better on her faggot husband. Your wife seems to be a real homophobe.” “I think she’s fine with gay men,” I replied. “She just doesn’t like having a gay husband.” *** I moved in with Dave, and we were soon in love and making plans for a life together. We had lots of bareback sex; I always bottomed for him. On the weekends he went back to perform at the club. The stage sex was simulated, so when he came home he would wake me to discharge all his pent-up male sexual energy in my ass. We didn’t sleep much. My wife and I texted occasionally. We both had lawyers to work out details of the divorce. One day, as we were texting about the spit, she messaged me, “BTW, I’M DATING SOMEONE.” I guess I was a little surprised that she had moved on so quickly. But I had, too. Then she added, “WE’LL SEE YOU SOON.” I didn’t know what she meant, but no more messages followed. A couple of days later, the director of the Theatre called me. (Dave had given him my number.) “Hey, Andy, would you like to make an encore appearance. I have a special request from someone who saw you that night.” I thought about it for a moment. “I’m not sure. Would this be a simulated show or the real thing?” “Real,” he said. “Very real, but different. You would be gang-banged on stage.” As what he said sunk in, I realized the idea was turning me on. Watching a lot of gay porn, I had started to fantasize about being fucked by a group of men. “And you’ll get paid. $5000.” At the moment, facing divorce and needing money, that was a lot. “I didn’t know you paid that much.” “Oh, we don’t. We couldn’t afford it. But the person who requested you come back offered to pay.” How could I say no? I would live out a sexual fantasy and earn as much in one night as I earned in a month at my job. I told him I would do it. “Great. One more thing. The sponsor insists that you wear that woman’s wristwatch and the diamond ring again. Also, you need to paint your nails with bright red polish, real trampy.” The requests seemed odd, but I agreed to all of it. I wanted the money and I wanted the sex. We were on for the next Saturday night. Dave got the bright idea that I should shave all my body hair for the performance. “You’ll look more effeminate when all those studs are having their way with you.” He helped me reach the spots I couldn’t. *** Saturday arrived. I was so nervous it wasn’t easy to do my nails, but I managed it. I slipped on Beth’s watch and ring. As I gazed at myself in the mirror – smooth, slender body, the red nails, pretty jewelry – I reflected on how much I had changed in such a short time. Dave came up behind me, rubbed his hands along my bare arms, and nibbled my neck. I could feel his erection through his pants. “Better save that for later, sweetie,” I murmured. “I have big plans first.” We hopped into an uber for a ride to the club. This time we went in by the back entrance. In the dressing room were four men I hadn’t seen before. They were different, older, some not in good shape, but all physically much bigger and more masculine than me. All wore leather. I noticed that some had poison symbol tattoos above their dicks. “This is Andy,” the director said. They eyed me like a piece of meat, which I suppose I was. I started to undress, still conscious of their stares. The director approached me with a small backpack. “Tonight’s sponsor requires you to wear what’s in this.” I opened it and was shocked. Inside was a black dog collar and leash, a slinky black lace teddy, and black high-heeled shoes. “Do I have to dress up like this?” I asked the director. “If you want the $5K, yes. And Dave, you will walk Andy on stage, holding his leash.” Dave didn’t seem surprised about any of this. I began to wonder if maybe he knew more about the whole thing than I did. The director handed me a release which I signed quickly without reading. I followed the director’s instruction about what to wear. I didn’t really want to look at myself, but there were too many mirrors in the dressing room. Everywhere I turned, I saw myself, a feminized sissy. Quite cute. The sort of faggot a top would enjoy using for a mindless fuck. I could only imagine what my wife would have said. The other men made rude comments about what they were going to do to me. I found myself both embarrassed and excited. “One more thing,” the director said, “As the release says, we’re filming tonight’s show.” “Wait. No. I don’t want to be in a porn film all over the internet.” “No worries, Andy,” he said. “The sponsor wants it for private viewing only. You’re protected.” I was relieved. So much was happening so fast I couldn’t think clearly. Fortunately, Dave was by my side, reassuring me that everything would be fine and I was in for the time of my life. “Show time,” the director announced. “Tops on stage first.” I could hear the crowd applauding and cheering. The director went on stage and spoke into a hand microphone: “Good evening. Let’s welcome back by popular demand our special guest star…Andy!” With that, Dave led me on stage by the leash. I walked carefully in the high heels, one foot in front of the other the way my wife did, and it gave me a rather feminine wiggle. I kept my eyes down. I could feel myself blushing. The stage lights made my diamond ring sparkle and my red nails seemed more vivid. I saw the other men, clad in leather, pumping their cocks. Loud applause showered down on us. Dave led me to a long ottoman at center stage pointed at the crowd and told me to kneel on it on all fours. “Face the audience, Andy, and look up.” I did and my eyes widened. Directly in front of me, no more than six feet away, sat Beth, holding hands with a man I recognized as her former lover Phil. Next to her sat Peggy and her husband. They were giggling and whispering to each other, pointing at me. As I looked to either side, I saw a number of her other girlfriends, some who had been at the last show and others who hadn’t. I felt totally humiliated. I closed my eyes, wishing I could be any place else at that moment. And then it hit me: Beth was the sponsor! She was paying to see me fucked on stage by a group of HIV-positive men. And she would have the video. The audience went quiet. The room was tense with anticipation. As I was processing the whole thing, I realized that Dave had started lubing my ass. The first stud, a handsome older bear with a thick grey beard and a beer belly mounted the ottoman behind and pressed the tip of his cock against my hole. My sphincter, well-trained by Dave’s cock the past few weeks, welcomed the intruder. I shut my eyes and gasped. This cock was thicker than Dave’s. I felt the familiar burning sensation for a moment and then the warmth and fullness overwhelmed all other sensation and all thought. I was now simply a fuck toy for other men to use, and I loved it. I opened my eyes to see Beth staring at me. I could see contempt in her cold eyes. She was enjoying my humiliation – and I was excited in turn by her disdain. My first top grabbed my hips and began plunging in and out at a faster pace. I heard high-pitched “ah!” vocalizations and realized they came from me. His balls slapped loudly against mine. It took just a few minutes until I heard the deep grunt of a man about to release his seed and then felt him erupt inside me. Beth, Phil, Peggy, and everyone in the audience cheered loudly. Peggy led the cries, “More! More!” Top number two approached. Dave called out, “Let’s give them a side view.” Together they swung the ottoman 90 degrees. Dave came around in front of me and waved his cock a few inches from my mouth. I grasped his dick and began to suck it. As I did so, the second top mounted me from behind and shoved his rod into me in one forceful motion. I grunted a loud “ummph!” as he did, the only sound I could make with Dave’s cock in my mouth. The audience could see me taking cock at both ends and roared approval. I heard Peggy’s voice above the noise as she shouted to Beth, “Your husband is such a slut!” I sensed that Dave was getting close. He gripped my head in both hands and fucked my mouth rapidly, then pulled out to shoot a huge load across my face. He leaned down to wipe his cum into my mouth, and I eagerly sucked his fingers clean. More applause. Meanwhile, top number two was reaching his peak, thrusting in and out rapidly until he erupted deep inside me. More delicious wetness! More audience cheers! I was really getting into it, being a wanton cum dump in front of a hundred people, including my wife and her friends. I turned to another leather-clad stud with a thick gray beard and signaled with my finger that I wanted him. “Ready for another cock in your cunt, boy?” he said loudly. He ordered me to turn over. I lay there on my back and pulled my legs up and apart. I turned my head to look at Beth. I wondered what she must be thinking. Was she embarrassed to have been married to such a pussy boy and not have realized sooner that he was gay? My train of thought was interrupted by the sensation of another thick cock entering me. I was pretty loose now so there was no pain or burning. Top number three simply slid deep into my ass without resistance. My eyes rolled back in my head as I delighted in the sensation of being so well lubed by cum that a top could enter me as easily as I used to slip into Beth’s cunt when she was aroused. The third guy pulled my legs into his shoulders and bent them back into my chest as he fucked me. Now I could see my black shoes, the stiletto heels pointing at the overhead lights. I gripped my top’s thick arms and held on as he pummeled my butthole. Once he slipped out and I reached between us to guide his cock back to the puckered point of entry. In one thrust he was in me so deep I could feel his wiry cock hairs scratching my smooth butt. He roared loudly as he orgasmed, then stayed inside me as his cock pulsated for several minutes. When he finally pulled out, I felt warm cum dribbling from my ass and pooling beneath me. There was one stud left – a tall, heavyset black man with a long, thick dick. I guess I had saved the best for last. By now I was trembling, both exhausted and excited. Top number four approached as I lay there on my back, breathing hard. I pulled my legs up and apart. He entered my ass smoothly and without meeting any resistance and in seconds was buried deep inside my cum-filled ass. “Wrap your arms and legs around me,” he ordered. I did as I was told and suddenly found myself lifted off the ottoman, impaled on his cock as he supported me with his powerful arms and legs. He began to fuck me standing up. I heard people say “Oooo!” and “Look at that!” He stood up and pivoted easily so my back was to the audience. They could all see my top’s black cock inside my hole as he began to thrust slowly. When he slid out, his cock was covered with cum and lube for all to see. It was even better as he poured back into me because the crowd could see him penetrate me inch-by-inch. Most of the audience was watching with rapt attention and applauding. Then my top turned around so I was facing the audience with my arms and legs wrapped around him. I saw my dainty hands as I gripped his thick arms. In the lights my diamond ring glistened. I remembered the moment I had slipped it on Beth’s finger, thinking she would wear it forever and how sexy it was. I glanced at my girlie watch and saw that I had been performing (if you could call it that!) for more than an hour. My top looked at me and kissed me deeply. His breath tasted of cigarettes and beer. So raunchy, and I loved it. When our lips parted I found myself looking directly at the front row. There was Peggy and her husband clapping and Phil cheering. Beth just sat there, her arms folded across her waist, giving me an icy stare, the corners of her mouth turned up in a smirk. She was enjoying my humiliation. But so was I. I was so aroused that the pressure of my cock on the fourth top’s big gut propelled me to another orgasm. As I felt it building in my cock, I kept my eyes locked on Beth’s until I went over the edge. The clenching of my ass on my top’s cock brought him to a peak, too, pistoning rapidly in and out as the crowd roared their approval. For the next few minutes, I was in a daze. I felt my top lay me down on the ottoman and pull his cock from my ass, and more cum ooze out. I could feel that my ass hadn’t closed. I vaguely heard the director thank the crowd and the stage lights dimmed. I was shivering with spent passion. I felt Dave come up next to me and wrap his arm around me as I leaned into his embrace. Then I became aware of someone standing in front of me and looked up. It was Beth. She looked at us and said, “Thanks for your help, Dave.” “No worries,” he answered. “I know Andy needs the money after the divorce.” "Take care of the little faggot,” she sneered. “He’s where he belongs now.” She turned her back to us, walked down the steps, and left with her new boyfriend, Peggy, and the rest. Dave looked at them and muttered simply, “What a bitch.” I just said, “I guess she really does hate gay men.” *** A couple of days later I became very sick with flu symptoms. Dave took me to get tested and of course the results were positive. I was happy because the timing meant he was the gifter. As soon as I recovered, he proposed to me and we started planning our wedding. After all, I already had the engagement ring. So the story has a happy ending. Well, almost. A couple of months later, Beth and I finalized our divorce. Of course, knowing about the video, I really couldn’t contest anything, so she took me to the cleaner, as they say. When the papers were signed, I texted her to ask that she return the video. “WON’T DO YOU ANY GOOD, SISSY-BOI.” “What do you mean?” “I’VE ALREADY POSTED THEM ON EVERY GAY PORN SITE I COULD FIND!”

What did your wife say when you told her about it? You dirty cheater.

Annually....first with a finger and then a PSA test. You can't be lazy about your health.

Apologies to anyone who has worked in the adult film industry for the inaccuracies that are in this and the last chapter. Just treat this one as humor, I guess. I have no experience in making porn, but thought it might be an interesting scenario. Remember, this _is_ fiction! ———— Part 94 - Action! Ric walked in the door and his dad was laying on the bed, trying to find a comfortable position. “Where have you been?” Frank asked, obviously pissed off. “I took a walk and got lost. I ended up in the wrong hotel. Sorry” Ric replied. “I tried calling but it just went to voicemail” Frank said. “Yeah, the battery died” Ric answered. “I was worried, Ric. I don’t want anything to happen to you and your mom would kill me if something did” Frank said in a fatherly tone. “I’m ok. I can handle myself” Ric answered as he dug out his toiletry kit and went into the bathroom. He brushed his teeth and cleaned up before coming out and taking his clothes off. He grabbed a pair of boxers and put them on and then laid out on the other bed, plugging in his regular phone and then surfing a bit. The rest of the evening was quiet and neither said much until they went to sleep. The next day, Ric and his dad did some more exploring around campus and joined a presentation in a small auditorium. It was most of the people from the previous day and about a dozen new people. The guides from the previous day were there as well as some of the faculty. They got a lot of useful information, but Ric thought the day was just dragging. He could hardly wait for the evening, but still needed to come up with an excuse to disappear for a few hours. In the end he figured he would use the same excuse as he did the day before. Frank wasn’t happy, but suspected that his son was meeting an escorting client. At least it would give him some time to find another hookup to fuck. Ric showered and cleaned out before he walked over to the other hotel. He kept looking behind to see if his dad was following him. He took the elevator up to the seventh floor, knocked on the door and someone opened it a few inches. “Hi, my name is Austin. I’m here for the video” Ric said. The door opened and a burly guy covered in hair wearing just a pair of baggy shorts and sneakers let him in. “Mmm, aren’t you yummy” the guy said. Ric looked around the room and one guy was working with some camera equipment, another was dealing with some lights and reflectors and Ari was sitting at the table with a lot of papers in front of him. He saw a doorway open to the room next door and assumed that would be where the video would get done. “Austin, right on time. That’s good. Come here, we need to take care of the legal stuff” Ari said. Ric slid behind the two guys and sat down in the chair across from Ari. They went over the documents, one was the disclosure that he asked for from the other actor, another was a non-disclosure, and on and on. Ric thought he understood most of it and Ari seemed a little annoyed that he was actually reading the contracts. Ari explained a few things about the shoot, what he should do and not do and finally Ari said “OK, it’s time you met our star.” The two got up and Ric followed Ari into the next room. Laying back on the bed with his eyes closed was a blond twink that Ric remembered from some porn he had watched over and over. This guy was even cuter in person than on his phone or tablet. He was several inches shorter than Ric, blond, and thin but not skinny. His bubble butt was shaved and his six inch uncut cock was perfectly proportioned. His pubes were trimmed as was his pit hair. The only hair on the rest of his body was on his head. It was medium length on top and faded down to nothing over his ears. It looked stylish but Ric wondered if there would be enough for him to grab when he wanted to get rough. “Austin, this is our star Rawson” Ari said. Ric put his hand out but just got a nod back. “Prima donna” was the first thing that popped into his mind. “You tag many guys yet? I’m getting sick of taking these poz loads and nothing happening” Rawson said. “Not sure how many, a lot of guys I just breed and never hear from again. At least a dozen that I know of, though” Ric said. “Cool, I hope this one does it. I guess you’ll find out when the vid comes out. If you’re in it, you did it. If scene 4 is some other dude, then you failed” Rawson said unemotionally. “So Austin, I’d like you to pick out the costume that we’ll start out with” Ari said as he led Ric to the bathroom. There were four masks laid out on the counter - a gold sparkly Mardi Gras mask, a blue Mexican wrestling mask, a ski mask and a leather hood with openings for his mouth, nose and eyes. Ric frowned. This was what he was afraid of. The second one looked the best, by far. He looked on the other side and there were a couple pairs spandex shorts - one more brief like and the other going down past his knees. There were a couple jockstraps, two different tank tops and some baggy shorts. “Lets go with a Luchador theme. Blue mask and the long blue shorts. Let’s change the name on the credits to be some fake wrestler name like ‘The Blue... Viper’” Ric said. He took off his clothes and changed into the tight shorts. They showed his sizable bulge and Ari thought it would look really good when he was fully hard. After trying on the mask, he looked at himself in the mirror and thought it looked good but it felt uncomfortable since it covered his whole face. He took it off and figured he would only have it on while they were shooting and the fucking would distract him. Everyone got ushered out of the second hotel room while Rawson finished getting ready. Ari told Ric the storyline was based on his costume pick and that he was a wrestler coming back to the hotel room after a match and him fucking a fan. Ric chuckled to himself thinking that it was pretty good as far as porn plot lines go. “Remember, though. Rawson is the star. Most of the attention will be on him and you do what he wants. As far as I’m concerned, a hot video is the number one priority. Rawson is more concerned about you infecting him, so we have to strike a balance” Ari said. “Uh, a wrestler is gonna have a lot of testosterone running through him after a match. How rough should I be?” Ric asked, obviously thinking about this more than Ari expected. “Get aggressive, but don’t hurt him” Ari replied. They got in position and shot a couple takes of Ric coming into the room and pushing the ‘fan’ to the bed. After a few tries Ric tried grabbing Rawson and forcing him to his knees and pushing his face to his hard cock. “Hmm, that looks better. I like it” Ari said. They did another take and by this time there was a large wet spot soaking through from Ric’s very stiff, visible cock. Rawson started gnawing on Ric’s cock and Ric let him go for a minute before picking him up by the arms and throwing him on the bed. Ric pulled his shorts off and threw them on the bed and reached over and yanked Rawson’s shorts off. He jumped on the bed, pinning the star and slapping the bed with his hand. Ric laid there for a moment before he straddled him and began to face fuck Rawson’s mouth. Ric thought that this was going easier than he thought. He tried to remember some of the stuff that had happened in Rawson’s videos that he had watched, but then decided to do more of what felt right and what he wanted to do to this bug chasing twink. Ric rolled over, sitting against the headboard and pulled Rawson with him, never letting his cock out of his mouth. Immediately, he was pounding Rawson’s mouth and the guy seemed to be into it. He shoved in deep, holding his head down and feeling Rawson struggle. Releasing him, Rawson gasped for breath and looked up at Ric with a smile. Ric gave the back of Rawson’s head a light slap and the twink quickly dove back on his cock. The face fucking went on for several more minutes and then Ric pulled out, easily tossing Rawson on his back and pulling him to the edge of the bed. The bottom’s mouth opened wide and Ric plowed in. The new position made it easier for Ric to pummel Rawson’s throat, first getting it sore from the abuse and then coating it with Ric’s toxic precum. It was obvious to Ric that Rawson was an expert cocksucker and he was used to many types of cock from thin to thick. Ric went back to fucking Rawson’s throat and after a few more minutes heard “CUT!” Ric pulled out and sat back on the other bed, pulling the mask off. “Fuck dude!” Rawson yelled out. Ric looked back and asked “Too rough?” “Fuck no. That’s just how I like it. I just didn’t expect that from you. You seemed to be too nice earlier” Rawson said. Ari and the two camera men were talking and Ari asked “Can we do another take, maybe with you guys in a sixty-nine?” “Uh, there’s no mouth hole on the mask so I can’t suck him. Maybe I can finger his ass instead” Ric replied. “Yeah, whatever” came the reply. They started up again and Ric realized he couldn’t even lick his finger. He chuckled to himself and pushed his finger in dry. He pushed in and felt some lube inside. Rawson relaxed his sphincter and Ric pushed all the way in. He jabbed his finger in and out, twisting it around and feeling Rawson’s well used hole open up easily. Each time his fingernail would catch, Rawson would squirm. He didn’t want to get him bleeding too much, otherwise the video wouldn’t be usable. After several minutes of this position, there was another break. “Enough foreplay, let’s get to the fucking. I liked how you tossed him around earlier, so do that to get him in position. Be sure to go in slow the first few times and give the cameras room to show the penetration” Ari said. They did several sequences of Ric tossing Rawson around and then plowing into Rawson’s hole. Ric noticed that one cameraman was making sure that the biohazard tattoo was always visible as he shot, even bending him back at one point. Ric was happy he popped a dick pill before the shoot since the constant stopping and starting would have messed things up, otherwise. He really wished he had talked to Joe about some wrestling moves he could use, but it was too late to “phone a friend.” Finally, they reset and the real fuck scenes could begin. Doggy style off the side of the bed, doggy style on the bed, pushed flat on the bed piledriving and both kneeling upright with Rawson’s back against Ric’s chest. They did them all and Ric kept up the intensity, only occasionally slowing down for a few moments. Ric started to get close and he wanted to look Rawson in the eye when he pumped his first load in. He pushed the bottom off, grabbed his legs and flipped him on his back. Pushing Rawson’s legs back and apart as he got closer, he teased the hole with his rigid cock and then plowed in to the base. He would have liked to have seen it, but there was a camera in the way zoomed in on his disappearing cock. Rawson gave a few squeezes of his hole and Ric drilled in hard. He started to grunt, the only vocalizations he allowed himself while the cameras were running, and heard Rawson start to do the same. He locked eyes with his prey and pulled all the way out, waiting for the first shot of cum. As soon as the first volley covered Rawson’s hole, he shoved in deep, past the inner ring he had been abusing since they started fucking. He growled as the rest of the spurts of toxic cum shot inside Rawson’s gut. Rawson’s eyes rolled back as he yelled “oh fuck” several times, feeling Ric’s cock pulse inside him and hoping this breeding would end his chase. Ric slowly pulled out and the cameras moved in, one covering Ric’s cum covered cock and the other Rawson’s gaping hole. Only a little bit of cum dripped out, Ric having pumped the rest deep inside. “Damn, that was good” Rawson said as Ric sat down on the other bed, dripping sweat and pulling off the mask. Ric smiled and looked around at the crew hoping that they thought so too. “How many more do you need?” Ric asked. Ari answered first “We can go as long as Rawson and you can last.” “Give me 10 and I can go again. Everyone took a quick break and then got ready for the second round. They tried a few new positions, one with Rawson against the wall getting plowed and another of him hanging off Ric, his legs and arms wrapped around and Ric’s cock driving in and out. Finally he was bent over the bed and Ric really hammered his hole. This time the orgasm came faster than Ric anticipated and he couldn’t show the cum shoot outside before he shoved in and bred Rawson inside. He hoped that no one would be too disappointed as he stood there, recovering. When he went to back away, he found a cameraman between his legs and stumbled. “Fuck, that was so hot. You could watch his balls contract and the cock throb as he bred him” the cameraman said. Ric sat down again on the other bed, breathing heavily. “Sorry, I couldn’t pull out in time” he said. “Don’t worry, we got the first one and if Sammy liked the shot he got, then we’re good” Ari replied. After a pause, he added “Unless you can go again… Anything we get from now on is extra stuff we can edit in if we need it.” Ric looked at Rawson, waiting for him to reply. Hearing nothing he said “I got an idea, but you might not be able to use it. It’s more for Rawson’s goal than anything.” Rawson gave a big grin and nodded. Ric got up and moved over to the other bed and pulled Rawson to the middle, on his knees. One of the cameramen grabbed his comera and moved closer. Ric slapped Rawson’s ass and then pulled the cheeks apart. He easily sunk two fingers in and was playing in the cum filled chute. He added a third finger and fucked them in and out before his arm started twisting. He curled his fingers and dug them in, hearing Rawson’s moans get more strident as the pain got more intense. Ric reached up with his other hand and started twisting Rawson’s nips. Each time Ric would feel him try and clamp down on his fingers. After several minutes of abuse, Ric pulled his fingers out, took a look at them before he fed them to Rawson who was now whimpering. As his fingers got sucked clean of cum and traces of blood, Ric rammed his cock back in Rawson’s hole. He pounded for a few minutes and pulled out. Ric fingered the hole roughly for a minute and then pulled them out and rammed back in again. He leaned over Rawson’s back and whispered in his ear “Want another load?” Rawson began to beg loudly “Oh god, please fuckin’ breed me. Fuck my hole and give me all of your cum! I need it bad.” Ric rolled his hips and humped Rawson once again. Ric grunted a few expletives in Spanish and called him a pig, hoping that a deeper voice and using Spanish would obscure his identity. Rawson collapsed on the bed and Ric pounded him with as much energy as he had left. With one hard thrust, he began pumping one last load of charged cum into Rawson’s tortured hole. They laid there for a moment before Ric climbed off and announced “I’m empty” and fell back on the other bed. “Damn, your hole is wrecked” the photographer said as he set the camera down. “Why don’t you grab a shower in the other room, get dressed and we’ll take care of the rest” Ari said to Ric. Ric grabbed his clothes and went to the other room and cleaned up. Walking out of the bathroom, Ari had an envelope for him. “Thanks. I think that shoot had a lot of good energy in it. If that’s the one that we use, we’ll edit it up and you’ll get an email so you can preview it before it goes on sale” Ari said. Ric said “Thanks” before he walked out the door and thumbed through the envelope seeing more money in one place than he ever had before.

Part 48 　 I went down to my kitchen and made coffee, strong and black. Going to need it to think straight and figure out what is best for me to do. Very conflicted emotions running through my mind and I need to really think this through. Maybe I should try to figure out the pros and cons of my actions. I was still thinking about pussy but now, having had my dick sucked by a guy and even fucking a guy, I think a guy's mouth and ass was far hotter and definitely an ass was tighter. 　 I think a woman is better looking physically but a man's cock now looks so amazing. Which is better looking? Hmmm, another tough one really. A woman was softer and more tender, but the roughness of a man was pretty fantastic, also. 　 Fucking a woman feels great, but then, again, a man using my hole and hittig my hot spot inside and then when he cums it makes me cum too and damn hard too. The pulsing of his cock in me against my prostate is amazing. 　 Fucking a woman, bareback, feels so good but she could, if not on birth control or if she skips them too much, lead to her becoming pregnant and do I really want a child at this time? A man fucking me, on the other hand, can only make me pseudo pregnant, with his HIV baby batter knocking me up, forever, but, oh, the feeling of danger taking his load. Being with a man is so new to me. Most of these guys I have met, so far, have been definitely gay for a long time. Am I ready for that? What a question for a guy who only a week ago, only that long?, had been completely straight and never even thought about having sex with a man. 　 Such conflict and I was not even close to making up my mind, yet. The big question, I guess, is about the HIV. Pretty much every single load of cum in me so far was positive for it. Did I really want that? It is basically forever and no way out once continued. The thrill of danger was hot, too. I seemed to want more and more. I still have about another day to get PEP, they told me, to try and stop the infection. Do I or don't I do that? 　 After at least two hours of contemplation I was still not completely sure. I could not seem to decide what to do, my mind in complete conglict. Then I decided to leave it to fate and flip a coin for the decision. It would be a 2 out of 3 flips decision with 2 heads being to embrace the HIV and go with it and 2 tails to go get PEP and then to see what I would do. 　 I went to get a coin. Having found one I went back to the kitchen to see how it went. I flipped the coin into the air and let it fall to the floor, a TAIL showed. I picked up the coin and flipped it again and looking down to the floor it was a HEAD. 1 OF EACH AND ONE MORE FLIP WILL DECIDE MY FATE. I flipped the coin into the air and it fell, seeming to take forever to hit the floor, and then it landed and rolled across the floor and under the damn refrigerator. I got down on my hands and knees but could not see it. I had to get up and go look for a flashlight.