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Im still around. I just haven’t managed to get any more writing done yet. I have the next chapter started and in progress but writers block is still giving me trouble. But I will get back to writing when I’m able.

Mike shortly texted back “I knew you would want more of my POZ cock. I can be back at your place in 30 mins.” I texted him back “Cya soon!” The anxiety rose in my mind that I was going to take another load of POZ cum and my mind screamed I should instead go to Urgent Care and get on PEP immediately. But the memories of the pleasure still overrode my PEP impulse. Since I knew I had time, taking another load would not matter right? So I cleaned up the spare bedroom and decided since i was going to play again I wanted to get it on camera just in case the PEP did not work. That way I would have a video of my conversion should the PEP not work. I slipped on a red thong so Mike would have something to pull off me. The minutes passed quickly and I heard a knock at the door. I answered the door just in my red thong and there stood mike. He wore really tight fitting blue shorts and I could already see his bulge wanting to get out. “Cum in..” I said as he stepped to the door smiling while staring at my thong. “Glad to see you embracing your poz cum sissy side of you and only wearing the thong.” Mike said as he then pushed me in and closed the door behind him. He pressed me against the wall and I could feel the heat of his cock against my leg. Kind of like before he his hands wandered up the sides of my body until they reached my pierced nipples. Electricity passed between my nipples as he slowly manipulated them. I closed my eyes and I could feel him being aroused even more as it felt like his cock would break through his shorts. Then I felt his mouth on my neck as he softly kissed my neck. All new sensations started feeling their way through my body as his kisses slowly worked up to my lips. We kissed what felt like for minutes but then Mike began to push on one side of my body and slowly turned me around. My hands were pressed against the wall as his kissing returned to my neck and I could feel him now slowly humping my ass with his cock. I got enough sense into my mind and said to him “follow me to the bedroom. I slipped out from under him and pulled his left hand with mine. Leading him to the bedroom, i switched the camera on that was focused on my bed as I walked by it. I got near the bed and i felt a push from behind and he snarled “bend over bitch!” I put my hands out to stop the push and ended up with my red thonged ass in the air. I could hear the sounds of fabric falling and guessed that he was disrobing. I felt his hands on my ass as he began to massage my ass . “Shoulders down boy, get ready to get fucked with only my poz pre-cum.” I then felt his poz snake slowly trace its way down my right ass leaving a poisonous trail. I raised my shoulders up just a bit and he slapped me hard on my ass “Shoulders down I said!.” I dropped my shoulders down on the mattress again and felt as Mike pulled my thong aside. His cock began slowly pushing against my puckered hole and he applied more pressure until my ass gave in to his cock. With the tip of his cock just barely penetrating me, Mike asked “Are you ready for another load? Tell me you want it.” I responded back “Fuck me.”, “Not good enough boy” Mike teased. I then answered “ I want your poz cock to fuck me and fill me with your poz cum.” As I answered I knew I was another step from going to get the pep as the words just made sense as he pushed deeper. The amazing feeling of being penetrated by his cock shorted out all my common sense. Slowly but surely he would push a little farther in each time. Finally I could feel his balls touch my ass and my thong riding along his cock as he pulled out each time to just pound back into me. All I could think of was hoping the camera was capturing the moment I truly conceded to his cock and his load inside me. He began to hit my prostate as the tempo of him pounding me increased. The moans of pleasure started to come from me as his cock hit my prostate just right. I could feel my orgasm coming as I too started to leak cum as Mike pounded me. Finally I felt Mike’s pace change and his cock flare inside of me as he roared “Take my POZ LOAD!!” He erupted inside of me and I could feel the ropes of his cum coating my insides as he continued to pump in and out of me. My orgasm hit my prostate and I spewed certainly my last neg load all over the sheets of the bed. My orgasm causing me to just twitch from my first hands free orgasm and Mike collapsing on top of me. I could feel him stop and just slowly shrinking out of my now gaped and cum filled hole. He slapped my ass and moved my thong back over my hole while pushing off me. “Now that you have taken your 2nd load from me, there is no turning back now” Mike whispered. That moment I knew I had no intention of getting PEP and only wanted more poz cock.

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As a top, easily 2500. As a bottom, easily 2500. Of course, some of those crossed over as we flipped!

Part 3 Subject 6 looked up at Carson as he approached the glass. “How are you feeling today?”, Carson asked, as he pulled a clipboard from the wall. Subject 6 looked longingly at Carson’s piercing adorned cock longingly. “I am good Sir. How much longer will I have to stay here?” “Not much longer.” Carson asked him the standard questions he did every week. This stall was designed to be self sustaining. The Subject had everything he could need, bathroom with shower, bed, small kitchenette, even a tv and books so he didn’t get bored. “You know the drill”, Carson said as he put on gloves and took a kit from the table nearby. He opened the pass through, and took a few samples of blood from the Subjects arm, a urine sample, and saliva swab. Next, he opened the lower pass through. The subject removed the grey shirt and joggers he wore, and presented his caged cock. Carson took a key from the wall, and removed the cage. With a gloved hand, he worked a large quantity of lube onto the Subjects cock, and with the other slid a finger into his waiting hole. The Subject began to moan. “Yes sir, that feels so good sir. Please sir, I want to feel your dick in my hole like you promised.” “Shhh, soon boy.” The Subject began to buck, after a week caged and his prostate getting massaged, it didn’t take long before Carson could tell he was about to cum. He took a sample cup, and fingered the prostate harder, almost violently, until the Subject came into the specimen cup. Carson put the subjects deflated cock back into the cage, and logged the samples into a computer nearby. This particular Subject had only been here about a month. At this stage of the trial, Carson really did not need him, it was more for the study than anything. The Subject was a drop out, he failed some class or another one too many times. When he came to Carson it was off of some dating app. Carson had carefully explained the purpose of the trial, and had him sign all of the necessary paperwork. “To improve the human experience”, he told all of his subjects. He flicked a switch, and the blue light disappeared, the glass had turned opaque. He could hear the Subject still panting behind the glass. Carson moved down the barn to the next stall, to see Subject 5.

Part 4 who let the pig out Tj went to the playroom and looked at what he needed to clean so the playroom would be ready for the next session. He did not have to do much but when he stood by the locker of toys he could not resist, he saw a nice thick one lying there and he felt his pussy itch. Over the last few days this had been causing him more and more trouble, if he saw anything else that was shaped like a cock his pussy started itching and he wanted to put it in his ass. His thinking and his needs had completely changed, his sexual needs and thoughts were only about his pussy and how he could have it filled. If you had told him this for several days or weeks that he would think like this when he saw a cock Tj would have laughed at you but his life had taken a turn of more than 180 degrees at this point and he was perfectly happy. Or at least not quite because he took that fat dildo and lay down on the bed. He took the poppers he saw lying around and took some lube. Tj lubed up his pussy with lube and sniffed the poppers heavily and placed the tip of the dildo against his sphincter and gently pushed it in. Tj's pussy was no longer the tense twat from when he had arrived here. By now he had gained a real pussy, a pussy that could easily slide a fat cock inside without feeling any pain at all it was only pleasure. Tj heaved a deep sigh as he felt the dildo slide inside, he began to fuck himself nicely with the dildo and now he would have liked to jerk his cock too that would have finished it off completely. Since he had started his training Tj had not had a stiff cock nor had he squirted cum. By now his balls were bursting because every time he got horny, sucked Sir's cock, got fucked by Sir there was pre-cum pouring out of his cock. That meant that his cum storage capacity was full and he desperately needed to squirt. But on the other hand, the fact that he hadn't squirted yet kept him walking around extremely horny and Tj didn't think that was so bad either. He felt his lower belly getting wet again from his own pre-cum and with his finger he absorbed the pre-cum and licked his fingers clean. After playing with his pussy for a while he stood up and cleaned the dildo and put it back in place. He went to the living room and started drinking his bottles of water. He laid in the couch and took a quick look at the previous session and started playing with his pussy again. Everything he did or thought about in a day was always sexually inspired. Was it cleaning, watching TV, sleeping ... always there was something that made him think of sex and made him play with his pussy. From time to time Peter watched the images of Tj and saw that his apprentice who had been in training for almost 3 weeks now was making nice progress in his transformation. Actually, he could release Tj, he wouldn't run away anyway because the boy was completely sold on his new environment and life but he wanted to be able to control him for a while longer. Tj's basic training was now complete, his mindset had changed, his sphincter was now a pussy, he craved cum and cock and he also wanted to please a man, and Peter would now start his pig, slut and slave training. He would also soon throw a party for Tj and invite some of his friends so that Tj could already experience what it was like to be fucked by several men at once. Because when Tj has completely renounced his previous life and embraced his new life then he will be fucked more often by multiple men at the same time. If Tj stayed with him then he would make it a real cum dump, not that Peter would need to convince Tj to become a cum dump anymore but still. The movie of the previous session had ended and Tj felt how his pussy was very moist, he actually couldn't wait for his watch to go off, then the next session would start and his pussy would get another load of cum from Peter. He also began to long for another slam, he wanted to experience again the blissful feeling the Tina in his body gave him, he wanted to feel as dirty and horny as the first time. The bottles were empty and Tj began to suffer from a full bladder, not that he couldn't hold his piss anymore but it shouldn't last for hours at least. He wondered what the meaning was of having to drink out 2 bottles of water. Not much later his watch went off. Tj went to the bathroom rinsed his pussy, he took the syringe me G put it in a glass and added torade. He had found that he found this tasted the least bad. Tj got hot inside because he noticed that the dose of G in the syringe was more than usual. He immediately realized that Sir was up to something special with him. He eagerly drank the glass and went to the playroom. Put on the blindfold and sat down on all fours. As usual, it took a while for Sir to come in and he felt the G take over his body and how horny and willing he became. But he also noticed that the first wave was more intense than usual and just as Mr. entered the room he fell on his side. P: can't you wait for your master in a decent way anymore boy. T: hmmmmm, oh fuck this is intense P: hmmmmm, you already notice boy the dose is more than normal. I want you all screwed up today. I will give you more so we can start right away. T: oh yes sir, let me see the stars again please. Peter immediately took a syringe with a strong dose of Tina. Tj felt his arm being tied off. T: oh yes sir slam me please, give me a nice fat slam P: you are lucky boy I am in a good mood because you are way too eager, otherwise I would make you work for it but I condone your behavior this time. Tj felt the needle prick his arm and the cold liquid being injected into his vein. He immediately felt gasping like the first time and felt a solid itch in his throat. He had to cough heavily and was catapulted instantaneously into the stars. The slam was much more intense than the first time and Tj was squirming on the bed, unable to control his body. He didn't even notice that Peter had taken off the penis cage because Tj was rubbing his hands all over his body. Peter took off the blindfold and looked deep into Tj's eyes that were spinning in his eye sockets. Tj had his tongue hanging out of his mouth and peter spat in his face. P: How are we feeling Tj growled, moaned and breathed very deeply. T: like dirty slut, a dirty fat pig. Peter nodded in affirmation P: yeah really. Show me you are a real pig. Tj lay on his back, put his legs up and with his hands pulled open the jaws of his ass and showed his pussy and grunted several times very loudly like a pig. Peter had to hold back his laughter as Tj grunted T: fuck this pig sir. This pig cunt is for you P: that looks very tasty boy but that's not how I see you are a real dirty pig. T: oh fuck sir I really need to pee. My bladder is completely full. Peter spit in Tj's face again and let his tongue hang out of his mouth and started playing with his limp cock. P: Then piss boy. Piss then and show me you're a dirty pig. Tj looked at Peter in surprise for a moment and wanted to stand up to try to go to the toilet. But Peter pushed him back onto his back. P: Here pig, piss here. Piss yourself and make yourself a dirty pig. Tj took hold of his limp cock and began to piss gently. He felt the piss run down his belly and fall onto the plasticized mattress. P: Show you mean business boy. Piss on your face and wash yourself with your own piss. Tj put more pressure and the stream started to get heavier and he felt the stream of piss from his cock already on his chest. He applied some more pressure and then he felt his face getting wet with his own piss. He felt it running down his face and instantly a whole new world opened up to him. The pig world. With his free hand he began to rub his face and wet body. Peter watched approvingly. P: yes that's it my little dirty pig. Just piss yourself completely under and let your body smell the way it is supposed to smell. P: open that slut mouth of yours and let that golden nectar flow into that mouth of yours. Tj opened his mouth and tried as best he could to aim the stream at his mouth but just as he got the stream aimed at his mouth his bladder was empty and the stream stopped coming from his flaccid cock. He had just gotten a few last drops in his mouth and that had driven him completely wild. T: oh fuck that tasted heavenly sir. I want more. P: if you want more pig, there's plenty on the bed that you can lick off. That didn't have to be said twice to Tj and he turned around and lay down with his mouth in the pool that had formed beneath him and began to slurp up the heavenly nectar. Peter let Tj lick the piss for a while, he slapped Tj's ass a few times and then pulled his buttocks open, he stuck his face in Tj's ass and started licking his pussy. Tj grunted with pleasure and like a real pig he wallowed in the dirty piss puddle that lay on the mattress. His whole body was now soaked with his own piss. Peter had taken a crystal and pushed it into Tj's pussy and then stood back up, he took a plug with a pig's tail attached to it and pushed it into Tj's eager pussy. Tj felt his pussy begin to glow from the shard Tina and how the plug was rammed into his pussy, he was turned onto his back by Peter. P: looked at that little dirty pig. You make me horny boy. Tj was totally flying and was completely engrossed in his new experience. T: I want more sir. I want more piss. P: oh yes boy, do you want more. Do you want sir's piss. Do you want to feel sir's piss flowing into your belly. T: oh fuck yes sir. Tj suddenly felt a warm jet being sprayed on his face and he looked at Peter with his flying saucers and saw how he was pissing on him and he opened his mouth. He felt the jet being directed toward his mouth and then suddenly squirted right into his mouth. Tj still let the piss run out of his mouth at first because he didn't know what to do and then Peter stopped pissing and he got a slap on the head. P: Drink pig. Let that piss run down your throat understood. Peter pulled Tj's head to his cock. P: open your mouth pig and drink directly from tap. Tj opened his mouth took sir's limp pole in his mouth and felt his mouth being filled with Peter's warm piss. He was flying so violently that he had no trouble keeping the violent stream of piss in and swallowing it. It was a blissful feeling to feel the warm golden nectar squirting onto his tongue and running down his throat. He felt his belly fill up with Peter's piss and it made him even hornier than he already was. Instead of just keeping his mouth still he even started sucking on Peter's cock so that he could suck the last drops out of Peter's cock. Peter took hold of Tj's head with his 2 hands and pushed his cock as deep as he could. His cock was already starting to get a little stiffer too and he stopped pissing. Tj eagerly sucked on. P: oh fuck pig, you are my piss bucket from now on. I still have great plans for you. You will be my prize pig. Peter's words wound Tj up even more and he felt pre-cum running from his cock again. Tj felt how Sir's cock got stiff in his mouth and when he came at his hardest Peter withdrew his cock. He took the pipe filled with crystals and pressed it against Tj's lips. P: you know what to do pig. Tj indeed knew what to do and didn't need any more help either, he took the lighter and melted the crystals, sucked in the Tina smoke and blew a few clouds into the playroom. Tj felt the Tina join the rest of the chems and make him even hornier, more willing and dirty. After his 5th pull, Peter took the pipe off and put it away. Tj had fallen backwards on the bed into the puddle of piss still on the mattress and like a real pig he was rolling in it so his whole body could absorb the smell and the piss. P: fuck yeah boy, get your body all marinated in the piss. Peter took hold of Tj's head and pushed them into his armpit pits. The smell of men's sweat shot through Tj's brain and he couldn't control himself and started licking the armpit pits like mad. With his hands he was rubbing Peter's sweaty body and was looking for Peter's stiff cock. Peter pulled Tj's head away from his one armpit pit and he looked at Tj for a moment and then spat in his face. Tj looked at Peter with a whorish grin and licked the saliva from around his mouth with his tongue. P: What a horny little piggy you are boy. Peter pushed his mouth onto Tj's and began kissing him fiercely. Tj pushed Peter backwards on the bed and came down on him so he could kiss fiercely and take the lead for a while. Peter let his pig do it for a moment and then he pushed his face toward his other armpit pit. The sweaty man smell gave Tj an extra boost and that armpit too was licked all clean from Tj. Peter then pushed Tj down toward his hard fat cock. Tj eagerly took it into his mouth and let it slide down his throat as deep as he could. Peter looked at Tj with a satisfied look. P: OH fuck yeah slut. That throat of yours is fucking delicious. Tj could almost completely control his gagging but he ran out of air and had to take a breath. Peter took that moment to start pissing again. Tj felt his face getting wet again with Peter's piss and immediately took the glans in his mouth so that his mouth was filled with Peter's piss and let all the piss flow in like an accomplished pig. P: Fuck pig, hmmmmm you make me so fucking hot. If you continue like this I will have to reward you soon. Peter's encouraging words made Tj even hornier and he let the pissing cock slide deeper into his mouth until it was completely in his throat, allowing the piss to flow directly into his belly. Peter took hold of Tj's head and gave him another push so that his fat cock was almost balls deep. When Peter had pissed his last drop he pulled his cock out of Tj's mouth and pulled his legs up. P: lick my hole pig. Let's see what a slut's mouth you have. Tj pulled the jaws of Peter's ass open and saw Peter's pussy for the first time and he knew what to do. The sweaty smell of a man's ass met him and he had never experienced this before but this excited him even more than when he licked a woman's pussy. Peter enjoyed Tj's rim arts but did feel that Tj needed to gain some experience before he could fully master it. Tj who had been letting go of all inhibitions all along was now completely unleashed and had found his true calling and purpose. From now on ordinary normal sex would not be able to excite him, this was the thing he had been missing all his life. He must have always been a pig and because of Peter, his inner pig had now fully emerged and he could not go back to his previous life. Peter lowered his legs and turned Tj onto his back and now he sat down with his ass on top of Tj so he could lick him in a different position for once. To Peter's great surprise, he saw that life had come into Tj's flaccid cock. It had become slightly swollen and was beginning to jump up and down slightly. Peter was pleased with what he saw because now he knew for sure that Tj was a born pig. P: You little dirty pig, there is still life in that cock of yours. Peter stood up and went to a dresser and took out a tablet of viagra. P: open your mouth slut, you will get a reward for your good behavior. Peter gave Tj an empty glass put his cock in it began to piss in it. When the glass was half full he put the tablet viagra on Tj's tongue. Tj put the warm glass to his lips and drank the fresh piss and swallowed the tablet viagra that way. Again, he also got the pipe pushed against his lips and only had to blow clouds. Tj had to sit on all fours and got a few slaps against his ass. Tj had not yet noticed that there was a pig's tail hanging from the end of the plug, but with every slap he got his tail shook back and forth nicely and Peter heard how Tj moaned with pleasure. Peter found it a tremendously horny sight to see his creation enjoying the moment so much and struggled to contain himself and not jump on Tj. P: grrrrrrr fuck boy. I want to stretch that cunt of yours. I want to stretch it open and push my fist in. T: hmmm ohh, fuck yes sir. Stretch my cunt open. Piss in my cunt and plant your fist in it. P: do you want that boy. Do you want sir's fist in your cunt. T: oh fuck yes. My hole is all yours. P: then lie down in the sling you dirty pig. Tj lay down in the sling and Peter fastened Tj's feet so he could let his legs hang in the chains. He watched Peter put a tourniquet back around his arm. Peter took a syringe filled with Tina and he looked for a nice vein. Tj felt another prick and watched as blood mixed with the clear mixture in the syringe. T: may I inject myself sir. May I send myself into the stars again. P: go ahead boy. You've earned this. It thrilled Tj that for the first time he was allowed to administer a slam to himself and at that moment for the first time his own cock came completely hard. Peter had seen it and took Tj's stiff cock in his hands and started pulling on it. P: Fuck boy, you are one of those lucky bastards who can still get stiff with a little help. Tj got a blissful feeling all over him when Peter started pulling on his stiff cock because that feeling had been around for a very long time. P: c'mon boy lets fly back to the stars and empty that syringe. Tj pushed on the plunger and watched as the red liquid disappeared into his arm and it wasn't long before he got back the stroke of the slam and felt like a real pig again. His pussy was now fully on fire and although he felt the plug firmly in his pussy it was no longer enough. T: owh yes, yes, take me, take my fucking cunt. Peter pulled the plug out of Tj's hole in 1 jerk and saw how the sphincter was completely open and making sucking movements, it was like it was looking for a cock to suck inside. Peter took a large portion of grease and lubricated Tj's pussy with it and pushed 4 fingers inside at the same time. Tj closed his eyes let him go fully into the sling and moaned. Peter started to stretch Tj's pussy open more and more with his hands and he took one dildo about 9 cm thick and wanted to push it inside but he still felt some resistance from Tj's sphincter. He took the poppers and pushed them under Tj's nose and ordered him to sniff. Tj sniffed heavily at the fresh poppers and felt his cunt relax further. Tj felt Peter trying to push the huge dildo into his cunt and how his sphincter gave up trying to work against it. Tj felt his cunt being pulled completely open to its maximum and how the dildo slowly slid in advance of his sphincter. The feeling of being pulled open like this excited him so much that pre-cum spontaneously oozed from his stiff cock. Tj started pulling on his dick and that made him relax even more so the dildo slid in more smoothly. Peter didn't expect it to go in so easily and let Tj continue pulling on his stiff pole for a while. Because his Tj's pussy was so full of the dildo he felt that his bladder was still completely full of piss and he without being ashamed of it or thinking about it just started to empty his bladder. From Tj's tense cock the piss gushed out, he pointed his cock at his face and the jet sprayed onto his face. He opened his mouth so he could catch his own piss and the jet was now squirting straight into his mouth. P: fuck, fuck yeah little dirty pig. Drink that dirty piss of yours. Peter pulled the dildo out of Tj's pussy and immediately pushed his hand inside. He was able to push all 5 of his fingers inside and touch down to the thickest point of his hand. Tj had just stopped pissing and felt Peter's hand twisting inside his pussy and he could not contain his moans anymore. Peter continued to play with Tj's cunt for a while but would not push any further with his hand. He would let Tj continue to train his cunt himself over the next few days so that next time his cunt would be completely ready to be fisted. Tj was completely in pig heaven and then he felt the hand disappear from his hole. He opened his eyes and saw Peter standing next to him and offering him his cock. P: suck pig. Tj took Peter's cock in his mouth and began to suck it. He felt the cock get hard back in his mouth and then Peter pulled it out. Peter went back to Tj's ass and pushed his cock all the way in at once. Tj's pussy was completely loose and Peter felt no resistance at all. Tj's cunt was glowing and Peter enjoyed the warm cave for a moment. P: Your cunt is fantastic boy. It's just a little dry. Peter looked with a devilish look at Tj T: make it wet sir, make my cunt wet with your fat cock. P: hmmmmm, ok dirty piggy. I will make your pussy nice and moist. Peter pushed his cock balls deep into Tj's pussy and began to empty his bladder. Tj felt a warm glow forming in his bowels and lower abdomen and felt piss begin to flow from his pussy . Tj was totally out of control of his sphincter and could not keep the piss in and it ran down Peter's cock back out of his pig cunt onto the floor. T: oh yes sir, fill my cunt with your piss and cum . Peter started fucking Tj's cunt while pissing and felt how soggy Tj's cunt had become because of his piss. Tj now felt like a real pig and let himself go completely. He moaned and pulled on his stiff cock. Peter increased the pace of his thrusts and sling rocked briskly back and forth. Tj couldn't hold back anymore. T: oh fuck sir I'm going to squirt. Can I squirt. P: oh yeah little dirty pig. Just squirt your cum. Peter thrust very heavily into Tj's pussy and Tj felt his balls getting ready to squirt their huge load of cum. Tj cried out in pleasure and felt the blissful feeling of ejaculation come over him and shot his first load of cum in weeks. It was a huge load of cum coming out of his balls as his entire chest and belly were full of his cum. Peter lubricated his hands in it and pushed his seed-laden hand into Tj's mouth. Tj who was still gasping eagerly devoured his own cum and swallowed it all. Now Peter also came to his climax and squirted his cum deep into Tj's bowels. Peter fell down on Tj's chest and licked up Tj's remaining cum and then spit it into Tj's face. P: you dirty slut. I'm proud of what you've become. Peter pushed the pig-tailed plug back into Tj's gaping cunt and unhooked it. Peter and Tj kissed some more and then Peter took Tj back to his bedroom. Peter laid out another letter made sure everything was replenished and left. The next morning, Tj woke up and then saw his pig-tailed plug for the first time. He started laughing but was actually proud of his pigtail. The last session had completely changed his world and had given him new visions and desires. He smelled his own body for a moment and he noticed how his body smelled like piss. He felt how his trapped cock wanted to get stiff again but didn't ass up because he was trapped again. Still Tj had a relieved feeling in his balls because they had been able to unload their load .He got up and went to the kitchen to see what Sir had laid out for him. He saw the letter lying there and read it. From now on you are my little dirty pig, my personal piss bucket and stinking cunt. You would make me happy if the next session you still smell like the previous session. But I'm not committing you to anything. It would, however, indicate your willingness to fully surrender to your training and accept your new role. I have to do some meetings for work and won't be back for a few days. This will give your body some time to recover from our sessions and you can regain your strength so that you are ready for the next part. I would like you to use this time to stretch your pussy further because in our next session I want to be able to plant my fist in your ass. From now on, I also want you to have drunk enough water before every session and to have your new plug in your pussy. Wear it with pride and then I will use you like you should use a real proud pig. To celebrate your transformation I will provide a reward before our next session. So just make sure you have gained enough strength. See you in a few days.

The bookstore was quiet yesterday afternoon. I had taken a half-day off work and, horned out of my mind, decided I would get myself ready and head out to see what kind of trouble I could get into. Having paid my entry fee, I made my way into the back room. This particular bookstore has all booths, no public rooms – but there are two separate spaces, each with a dozen or so booths each, and several of them have glory holes. I have swallowed countless loads through those holes over the years, but today I had something different in mind. I had never taken a load in my ass through one, and it was time to change that. To my chagrin, all the pairs of glory hole booths were occupied when I walked in. I meandered around for a bit, navigating around the other guys who were prowling the halls. I heard the door to the main store open a few times, and on my next circle, sure enough, a pair of booths was open. I entered one and locked the door, turning on the video and hitting my brown bottle as I waited for the door in the next booth to squeak shut. It did not take long. A figure entered, and I could see his camouflage shorts through the hole in the wall. He started the video in his booth and took out his cock, stroking it to get it hard. I placed my hand by the hole to let him know I was ready to take his cock, but to my great disappointment his hand appeared instead of his cock. I tried to coax him a few more times, but he would not take me up on my offer. Frustrated, I realized he wasn’t planning on leaving, so I stepped out of my booth and began wandering the halls again. I tried a few more booths, but guys seemed more interested in looking through to see who was on the other side of the hole than they were in using the hole for its intended purpose. I finally gave up and went back to my car. Still insanely horny, I sat in my car and perused Grindr and Sniffies to see if I could find a top nearby. The closest guy on Grindr was only a few hundred feet away – probably inside the store. So, I messaged him. “Hey, where are you?” As I suspected, he informed me that was inside. “I’m in the parking lot,” I responded. “I need to get fucked.” “Come in and take my load through the glory hole,” he replied, then gave me the number of the booth he was in. I went back into the store and into the back room, and sure enough, the booth next to his was open. I no sooner locked the door than a thick cock about seven inches long slid through the hole. I undid my shorts as I knelt, pulling out my lube and slathering a blob on my hole as I took him in my mouth. He sighed with pleasure as I worked his shaft back and forth, getting it nice and slick. His hard cock got harder, and I knew it was time. I stood, grabbing his shaft with my hand as I turned around and bent over. I guided the tip to my hungry pucker and then pushed back. He pushed forward at the same time, and suddenly he was as deep in me as the plywood wall between us would allow. He started pumping urgently as I placed my hands on my knees for support. It didn’t take long before I heard him grunt. I squeezed my sphincter around his shaft and felt those telltale pulses – for the first time ever, I was getting bred by a random stranger through a glory hole! Sure, I’ve taken plenty of anonymous loads while blindfolded, but this was a new and very different experience. The pulses subsided and he quickly pulled out of my ass, leaving a bead of cum running down the wall from the bottom of the hole. In a flash he was zipped up and out the door. I decided to stay a little longer, but it was the wrong time of day for there to be any kind of crowd, so I eventually gave up and went home, his cum soaking my underwear as I drove. I’ll definitely go back another day when the back room is busier and see if I can get even more anonymous cum that way.

"Former President Donald Trump's recent acknowledgment that he lost the 2020 election has rattled prominent far-right figures, with some saying they will lead a campaign to keep him from being elected in 2024. At least three times in recent weeks Trump, the 2024 Republican party nominee, has acknowledged that he lost in 2020 "by a whisker." "He beat us by a whisker. It was a terrible thing," Trump said of President Joe Biden during a 45 minute interview Aug. 4 with podcaster Lex Fridman. He used similar language at an Aug. 30 Moms for Liberty summit and an Aug. 23 press event at the Southern border. Despite frequently and falsely claiming that he actually won the election and making the issue a central point of his 2024 bid, Trump has occasionally over the last few years admitted that he lost. Trump lost the popular vote to Biden by 7 million votes and the Electoral College by 74 electoral votes. His effort to overturn the election culminated in Jan. 6, 2021 attack on the U.S. Capitol by Trump supporters hoping to stop the certification of his defeat. The reaction to Trump's most recent comments from some far-right activists and influencers has been unusually stark. White nationalist Nick Fuentes blasted Trump Sept. 4 for admitting that he lost the 2020 election, and said that he will work to get voters not to back Trump. "So, why did we do Stop the Steal? Why did did anyone go to Jan. 6? Why did any one go to jail? ... It would have been good to know that before 1,600 people got charged," Fuentes said on his podcast, referring to the criminal charges for those who invaded and ransacked the Capitol. "It would’ve been good to know that before (I) had all my money frozen, put on a no-fly list, banned from everything, lost all my bank and payment processing.”" [think before following links] https://www.yahoo.com/gma/trump-admits-lost-2020-leading-192730313.html?spot_im_highlight_immediate=true&spot_im_reply_id=sp_Rba9aFpG_f18f1714-13c9-3b18-b348-5a85722416cb_c_2lff0F0LeWFfQTJXSvgsf4oqoPH_r_2lk23HqSlALpL4bFKAkyJ6TiW0V&utm_source=spotim&utm_medium=e-mail&utm_campaign=liked-message&spot_im_redirect_source=email "Why?" indeed Nick. That's the question the non fringe part of the country has been asking for years. Why would you, or anyone, chose to disbelieve all the systems we have in place to ensure fraud and stolen elections don't happen. Instead believe all the people running those systems are part of a conspiracy, and not one of them is going to blow a whistle. Instead you believe one guy who needs a thesaurus and isn't very good at lying? In trumpland, everything you lost is just a "whisker."

Okee dokee. You wrote: That would come as a shock to any number of societies that existed in millennia past, having invented money but which had zero socialist features. Given that most of the rest of your ill-informed screed descends from this gross misunderstanding of economics, I really could leave it at that and consider your argument debunked. Every government that does *anything* is "redistributive". Roads built with taxes redistribute money. Public buildings, including the courts needed to vindicate private rights, redistribute money through their very existence. Taxes exist as a means of providing societal good. The fact that they're sometimes abused doesn't mean that by definition, they're a failure. And as @NEDenver pointed out, the overwhelming majority of people who don't pay *income* taxes do not, AT PRESENT, make enough to hit the lowest level of taxation. That includes disabled people and those too sick to work, children, full-time students, retired people, and more. That's the only way anyone can get anywhere close to claiming that "51%" of people are taking the other 49%'s money, and even then, that's still a specious claim. Beyond that: almost all of those people still pay other forms of tax, including sales and use taxes (state and local), property taxes (state and local, either directly or included in their rents, because as an expense of renting property to others, that's going to be calculated in), tariffs (federal, which drive up the costs of imported goods for domestic consumers), plus a wide variety of "fees" (state and local) that are as often as not taxes by another name. You should have stayed hating her. The fundamental flaw in her (and most conservatives' thinking) is that she and they think society exists to benefit themselves, so they can get rich off the labor of others. The truth is that society exists - or should exist, at any rate - as a way for a population to band together to jointly make and create the things that make it possible to live together peacefully. We have courts and police so that someone in every family doesn't have to stay awake all night guarding one's house and livestock. We have regulation of agriculture so that we don't all have to grow our own wheat and zucchini and sheep and chickens to have food to eat but can still be reasonably assured that the food we buy is safe. Money provides a relatively stable means of conducting trade between people, so that I can trade my work (physical or mental) for money, which I can then trade for food and housing (or a computer or a vacation). Almost every person on earth depends on others to survive. Even among the most "primitive" (by western standards) tribes engage in trade, and have for millennia. I sincerely doubt you'd survive six months if you had to do everything on your own, including somehow preventing the pollution of whatever land you claimed as your own (or even being able to hold onto that claim).

@IrishBoi: To answer your question, I'm going to give you what is strictly my opinion, and that is "No, you should not become poz." It's not just that "stay negative" is my default advice, although it is; it's that you have identified several potential issues you'd need to resolve. For starters, you note that all the poz people you know are undetectable. That is, in fact, the status for the overwhelming majority of gay men in the developed western world who are poz and who know it. Of course, there are always poz men who don't know (and thus have never gone on medications), and there are a handful - not many - who avoid meds, sometimes to their detriment. But they're a small minority of poz men in the west. Second, as you note, a lot of undetectable guys want nothing to do with chasers. They became poz not deliberately but because of misplaced trust, a broken condom, substance abuse problems, a drunken fling, or whatever. Some of the ones who've been poz the longest gave up trying to prevent it, back in the days when infection rates were high, so they could stop stressing and worrying about every single sexual encounter. But almost all of them decided they'd rather live a long life, and the introduction of modern HIV medications made that possible. Not a lot of them are going to want to give that up just to help you "cross over." Third, you yourself note that you have issues with taking pills, and while I wouldn't call my HIV pill "massive", it's larger than the ones I take for controlling my blood pressure, my cholesterol, etc. On the other hand it's considerably smaller than my daily vitamin or the handful of joint/heart supplements I also take. If you did manage to become poz, I can assure you: unless you're one of a very few lucky non-progressors, within a relatively short period of time, maybe ten years, you'll likely be fighting to stay alive and active, if you can't take the medication. Fourth, you say you've "fully considered" being poz, but I can assure you, the reality, especially if you can't take medications, is nothing you've thought about. If you don't know anyone poz who isn't undetectable, and haven't watched anyone in the hospital who's wasted away from 200 lbs down to 120 in five months because his body's giving out, you haven't "fully considered" anything. Yes, yes, I get it: there's a forbidden element to HIV conversion, which many of us have eroticized. But the reality is really divorced from the fantasy if standard treatment isn't an option, and it sounds like it isn't for you.

Part 1 Carson Bull woke up to his 4am alarm. As he began to move and shook the fog from his brain, he sat up and began his morning routine. It started by throwing on shorts and a tank top, and making the mile run to his gym. After 90 minutes, he would run back, meditate, shower, and begin his day. He was about to turn 55. He had spent his entire life working, never stopping. His success eventually paid off, last year he had “retired”. Now he spent his time pursuing passion projects and teaching chemistry at a local college, though he still had a research lab running at the big university he was granted a position at after selling two start ups to big pharma. As he got dressed for the day, Carson made note to see his barber at lunchtime. He was 55, and looked it. At 5’10, he was 200lbs of beef. No abs to be seen, but he usually put younger men to shame in the gym. He had started shaving his head when he turned 40, and let the beard grow in enough to attract younger guys, but short enough to be taken seriously at conferences. It was also around the age of 40 he began accumulating tattoos. As a scientist, he was concerned with symmetry. Things in nature have a perfect symmetry, even if it seems unaligned. He made sure that for every piece he got on one side of his body, there was one that matched the size and general shape on the other. He even eventually had a small tattoo done at the base of his 8in dick, to make everything even as well. At 45 he began accumulating piercings. They were simple enough at first, but after his nipples were done, he went to his monthly group party downtown at the bath house, and saw a man with a Jacob’s ladder gaping some twink. So he began adding those. Six piercings later, he topped off his daddy dick with a PA. Over the years, he had gauged them up. Now, he considered himself in the prime of his life. He had reached his peak evolution. By 8am, he had reached the building that his research lab occupied. In his office he opened his email to what indicated a long day was a head. Of course, before the holiday weekend and indulging in projects outside of work. “For someone who is retired, I work a lot”, he remarked. “Good Morning, Dr. Bull”. He saw his grad student, Arthur, standing in the door way. “Good Morning Arthur, how’re you?”. Arthur proceeded to chat a little. Arthur was in his final year of his doctoral program. He had been instrumental in the research Carson had been focused on for the last five years. Carson had allowed him into the lab for his mind, but also because four years ago he found Arthur cruising the Fens, the local park where students went to hook up. He had decided not to indulge then, but knew Arthur had a place in his research. That time was quickly coming to an end, and little did Arthur know Carsons plans for him to help with his research even further.

It was Sunday night, and I was on my regular cruising tour in Berlin. I already took several loads in JAXX - a porn cinema. Most of them thru glory holes. Some I swallowed some were pumped in my ass. Still needing more, I ended up next door in SCHEUNE a rather sleazy sex club. I was 26 years old at that time and had gradually drifted from safe sex only to raw only. The only thing I was wearing were boots and some black jock-hotpants to give easy access to anybody who wanted to fuck me. I had a slim body with some muscles and almost no body hair. So, I was sucking an older guy that was sitting on a small brick wall bending over 90 degrees exposing my boy cunt. It didn't take long, and somebody slid his dick in my ass. I stopped my sucking and looked back. It was an older fat guy but his cock felt really good, so I turned back to the hard dick in front of me and continued to suck it. More and more guys joint and I felt multiple hands touching my almost naked body. Nobody said a thing. The only thing you could here was moaning and the slapping sound of fucking bodies. The guy that fucked me pulled his dick out and another guy took his place right away. Suddenly I heard some commotion nearby. Some mumbling and then a pretty loud voice. “Who needs a POZ load?” It became even more quiet as the guy continued to ramble. “I'm gonna give you my POZ babies!” Basically, everybody that came to SCHEUNE to have sex fucked raw including me. And most of the guys were probably POZ but I never heard anybody talking about it or even yelling it out. I let the dick that was all the way down my throat slide out again and looked around to see who was causing the commotion. It was a tall guy wearing black leather pants and a harness around his bare slightly hairy chest. On his left pec he had fairly large biohazard tattoo. So, I guess he wasn't just talk! The guy that was fucking me started to moan and shot his load into my guts and pulled out. The guy with the biohazard tattoo caught me staring at him and said: “I'm gonna POZ your little slut cunt!” He was absolutely right calling me as slut cunt, and I most likely have taken dozens of POZ cum loads already. So far though I never got infected with AIDS. I didn't move and was anxious to see if he would penetrate me. So far, I wasn't really chasing the gift. I just loved being fucked raw and take loads in my guts. When I started to let guys fuck me raw, I even avoided those who looked sick or very skinny. But soon I basically let anybody fuck me and give me their cum. The guy stared at me and unbuckled his pants. He presented a big hard dick covered with veins. He wore a cockring that was pushing his fat and firm balls forward. But best of all he had a fat PA piercing! A shiver went through my body when I said to him: “Please POZ me!” I felt like I just pulled the trigger handle of the guillotine. “Yeah bitch! You are gonna get it!” I spread my legs a little more and remained in that bend over position. The guy was standing right behind me and said: “Look at all that cum flowing out of your slutty boy cunt.” I felt the hard steel of the PA piercing pressing against my hole. “Nothing better than converting a young boy!” When he said converting, I felt doubts if I should really do this. I convinced myself with a couple of deep poppers hits. “Give it to me!”, I swallowed and added: “Give me your AIDS!” The crowd that was watching me being fucked by the other guy had disappeared. I guess they were intimidated by all that POZ talk. The guy grabbed my ass cheeks, spread them and pushed his fuck meat straight into me. I felt a sharp pain and tried to escape his penetration, but he grabbed my hips and held me tight. “Too late for second thoughts now, kid! Your little boy pussy is mine now!” The penetration pain subsided and turned into pure lust. I was so ready to knowingly take a POZ load. The guy pulled his dick out a little bit and said: “Look at that fat POZ meat in that little NEG hole!” He leaned forward and whispered in my ear: “Not NEG for long, though!” He let out a dirty laugh and started fucking me. His big fuck meat felt great, and I felt his massive PA piercing plowing my unprotected ass. I took a couple more hits of poppers which amplified that great sensation of being fucked raw. I moaned: “Please Sir. Fuck my slutty boy cunt!” He didn't answer and continued to fuck me with long slow strokes. “Give me your toxic cum!” The guy grabbed the poppers from my hand and took a couple of very long hits while he continued to plow my ass. He leaned forward again, returned the poppers and whispered: “I shoot cum like a horse they say.” His fucking intensified and I couldn't wait to take his POZ cum. “Please knock me up!” I noticed that some guys gathered around us again watching me getting POZed. First, they watched in silence but soon I heard them encouraging my fucker to bread me. The fucking got rougher and rougher. The guy put his left hand on my shoulder and his right on my belly. “Good boy! Get ready for my load now!”, he grunted. He rubbed my stomach and said: “I'm gonna flood that nice smooth belly with toxic POZ cum!” I hesitated a little but realized it is too late now anyway and answered: “Yeah! Please POZ my boy cunt!” The guy slammed his fuck meat balls deep into me and started to plant his POZ seed deep inside me. “Fuck! Yeah bitch! Take my AIDS load”, He yelled. I actually felt his cum spraying into my guts. The thought of getting inseminated with POZ cum took me over the edge. Just in time a pulled my rock-hard dick out of my shorts and shot my load against that little brick wall in front of me. He grabbed my hand by the wrist and led it to his shaft. “Feel it! Feel how it pulses the POZ cum into your little slut cunt!” I just gasped as I felt how his dick was contracting and expanding slightly pumping more and more sperm into me. He moved his still hard dick back and forth and grunted: “Let's spread that toxic seed all over your fuck canal.” I slowly came back to my senses while I felt the steel of his PA piercing plowing my cum filled pussy. Shit! What have I done?! I just knowingly took a POZ load in public. I could have pulled away from him and try to push out his lethal cum. But instead, I let him stay inside me creaming my guts with sperm. I looked around. There were four or five guys watching me getting impregnated. Two of them stroke their dicks. “In three or four weeks you can go around and knock up your little boyfriends.”, the guy said for everybody to hear. He finally pulled his fuck meat out of my tormented hole and pushed my bud cheeks firmly together. “You wanna keep that inside you as long as you can!” He put his dick into his leather pants and left. I went upstairs grabbed my clothes from the wardrobe and left. On my way home I touched my stomach imagining the toxic cum doing its work already. I promised myself that I would push all that sperm out as soon as I got home. As soon as I opened the door to my apartment I went straight to the bathroom. I took off my shirt looked at myself in the mirror. I looked at the toilet and took off my pants which left me just wearing those jock-shorts. The little Poppers bottle fell out of the pocket of my pants. I picked it up and took two deep hits. Right away I felt that great sensation and I thought about that POZ guy that fucked me so merciless. I put my middle finger in my sloppy fuck hole and held it under my nose. I inhaled that great cum smell as if I was sniffing Poppers. I licked the sperm off my finger and opened the drawer under the sink. On top of all the other sex toys lay my big black bud plug. I looked in the mirror and said to myself. “Fuck it! You know you want it!” It took some effort and some more poppers, but I pushed it in, and it sealed my cunt. I dropped into my bed and fell asleep right away.

Piss it is: In the hole, mouth or on the body. Be a man and take it.

You know, every now and then, I love to crack open a beer, hook up my shower enema bag, and get going at a good relaxing enema! I lay down in the tub with each leg resting on the rim of the tub, insert the enema hose(after a good lubing)get pass that second hole and then just let that warm water do its thing! I sip my beer, got some music playing, and usually look at porn on my phone while feel I things moving...when it's time, I pull out the hose, release, wash that shite down the drain and start over...something so relaxing about it as I take care of my hairy ass!..then I am ready for a good fisting and fucking!..

Ears, septum and nipple at present. Have had PA and eyebrow. Definitely want more, especially in genital area.

Former mostly straight guy here, I always liked sucking cock but when I finally got fucked, there was no turning back. Got rid of my girlfriend and now 100% into pleasing guys, to the point that I don't even want to cum anymore. My favorite scenario is being head down, ass up waiting for a cock to fuck me bare and breed me. Been trying to sign up on here for months, thanks to whoever fixed it. Love that there's a place I can go and not be judged about loving bareback cock and getting my hole filled with cum!

I’m sorry you have no grasp of economics. I’ve already got a friend from high school a bunch of us are trying to yank out of stupid right wing rabbit holes, but we can start with how our taxation system is designed to transfer wealth from the bottom to a very small subset of people at the top. Stupid Republicans whine about how we’re feeding children instead of making them crawl around fixing machinery in meat packing plants. Evil Republicans are collecting the money the rest of us including the stupid Republicans put in by government subsidies at a faster rate than ever before thanks to the last round of tax cuts pushed through by the Republicans in Congress. Also, the laughability of pretending self sustainability is possible in the modern era is flat out alt-right nonsense. For starters, I guarantee you didn’t build the device you’re using to access this forum yourself. I used to pack shotgun shells with my dad and uncle growing up, but no one smelts and forms their own guns and ammunition after mining the raw materials. We distribute specialized tasks out. Hell, even Grizzly Adams got the occasional package. It’s not like life can be a live action version of Valheim. Alt-righters would just be silly if they weren’t so hellbent on creating a utopia for the top 0.1% at the expense of the rest of us, including themselves . Gay alt-righters are sillier, since we all know we’re one of the social outgroups getting scapegoated.

You're very welcome. As @Poz50something noted, there's some sort of myth about a "community" of poz barebackers that you can join by becoming poz, but it's just that - a myth. It wasn't always necessarily so. Back when AIDS was first discovered - and when HIV was identified as the cause - the affected community DID have to come together, because we were shunned not only by panicked straight people, but also by other gay people who weren't poz. You're way too young to have seen the reaction to the world as a whole when gay men suddenly started dying of a mysterious illness, one that couldn't readily be diagnosed until the onset of one or more of what were called "opportunistic infections" - the kinds of infections that were killing gay men whose immune systems were completely collapsing, even though these infections were almost unknown in the broader world (or were easy to treat in other cases). I was fortunate, if one can call it that (and I hate that word in this sense) that I lived in a relatively small city far from the big population centers where HIV initially spread rampantly - New York City, San Francisco, Los Angeles. Once HIV was identified and a test developed to detect its antibodies, we learned that as many as HALF of gay men in San Francisco - one of the two centers of gay culture in the US - were HIV positive. Virtually every one of those people tested then are dead, many decades ago. The problem for the rest of the country, of course, is that thousands and thousands of gay men traveled to those cities from other places every year, having sex with locals, and bringing the infection back to their local community. Local mores being what they are, it didn't usually spread as far within those smaller towns and cities, but it didn't stay contained to the original person, either. Public reaction was predictably horrible. One very prominent conservative pundit called for mandatory tattooing of a "positive" indicator on the asses of gay men who tested positive, so that at least anyone who had sex with them would be informed (as though most of us weren't being up front anyway). Ambulance companies would refuse to transport early victims to the hospital because they didn't know if the disease was transmitted by air or not, and gay people weren't important enough, generally speaking, that anyone was outraged by that kind of behavior. In that kind of environment, the healthier poz guys stepped up to help care for others (along with, to be fair, a lot of negative gay men willing to help). Even more so, lesbian groups did even more; since they were (broadly speaking) far less likely to get infected, they did a lot of the "on the ground" work of caring for their poz friends and brothers. They were often the only reason gay men didn't literally die in the streets, as they helped establish some of the earliest hospices to care for the dying. That was then. Importantly, even though there WAS a community of people coming together in the face of being poz, it was a community none of us WANTED to be in. There's only been this "eroticization" of HIV in the last couple of decades. In fact, I'd say there were perhaps five main overlapping periods: --Panic and fear, because we didn't know what was going on (until about 1985); --Resolute fighting and demands for improved care and treatment (1985-early 90's); --A kind of resignation that if becoming poz is likely or inevitable, we might as well let it happen so we can stop stressing after every sex act (early 90's to about turn of the century); --Dawn of hope that new medications could extend life by some substantial unknown amount of time (1996-2010 or so); and --The discovery that getting to undetectable meant inability to transmit the virus, coupled with the development of PrEP to prevent infection in the first place (early 2010's - present). As far as I can tell, the eroticization of HIV infection didn't begin to take hold until the third and fourth periods - people began fantasizing that, well, if I'm going to become poz, let's make it deliberate and something done knowingly to me, making me part of that community. The irony is that the "community" was already on its way out, because government had finally sort of gotten its act together and was helping provide treatment, and being able to become undetectable meant HIV-positive people didn't have "that look" that outed them as poz. Most of the things that brought us together - fundraisers for HIV care, to pay for special HIV hospices, demonstrations to demand research and action - were going by the wayside.

I know that feelin. I make sure my loads are deep up my boys ass.

Your buddy is probably a 0g or 00g - I'd ask him. The bigger the cock, the bigger the PA is can have. I'm a 0g - that's as big as I can go based on the size of my cock. You'll love having a pierced cock.

I do both--and I never know which until the moment happens. Sometimes I know I don't want it too deep, if I'm looking for a snack after the fuck...

So I've studied similar setups for the purposes of mind control if this boy is gonna be someone you wanna control/use for a period of time (more on that in a sec): Add the blindfold and headphones first. Everything you use after this should be out of view of the bottom until they can't see or hear. Turn on the audio. Make sure they absolutely cannot hear anything at all. I suggest starting with a track other than the primary hypnosis one while you finish setting up. Turn on your hypnosis tracks after you finish the immobilization. Make them as immobile as possible. If you're gonna have sex do it prior. Then tighten any restraints, add restraints, if they like plugs or something add one but not anything too big. You can also move them to one of those rubber body bags with a straight jacket (if you have it) or use rope and a chair. The point regardless is to have them in a position they can maintain without strain for longer periods, but absolutely without any ability to move. If going for a longer sesh, you can add in periodic stimuli they don't understand. Some people put a heat blanket under or near and every once in a while, add momentary head. You can do this also with vibration or turning a fan on and off pointed towards them, or even opening a bottle of fragrance. You want their brain to question through the session whether what they are experience is real, or in their heads. Another is to drip a single drop of cold or warm water somewhere on their exposed skin they can't touch. Was it real? Or not? You wanna do this at irregular intervals so they cannot establish a sense of time (meaning don't do it regularly every 15 minutes, but on the 3, 7, 15, 19, 30 minute - whatever). One other thing is to incorporate your queue word into the track. It's simple audio editing but record yourself saying a word - it can be anything but should not be something they hear all the time. I'm struggling to think of what right now - orangutan, lemongrass....lol make it one word. Have this play over the hypnosis throughout at 50% volume of the track. This will be the word you use later to queue their alertness to your commands/requests. NOW, how long do you keep them this way, depends. If you're having a full weekend session, and you want control, 4 hours post your first sexual experience will be enough. If you'd prefer ongoing enduring control, you can keep going longer and repeat weekly or whenever you get a sense the effect is wearing off. A friend of mine was once kept this way for 36 hours and still responds to his masters control word though not the way he did at first. After this time, your sub will be somewhat disoriented and may have challenges forming statements. Begin using your word to tell them to go to the kitchen, sit at the table, and drink the water or something similar and let them reorient themselves. You don't need to coddle them and can go almost immediately back to sexual or other types of control after that, even in public. TWO MORE THINGS: When you have a commend, make it in the form of a statement. So, "Oragutan, go to the table sit down drink the water." No please, no thank you. And not a question "Oragutan, will you please go to the table sit down and drink the water." Over time, your sub starts to hear your statements as questions so start to see it as their own will versus yours. Depending on your drug use or comfort (though ketamine is legal a lot of places), either microdose or significant dose him throughout the session. Ketamine experiences are highly sensory based on surroundings and senses, but you control all of those, so it can become a really intense experience. I've done this several times consensually, but you can imagine some people do this without consent. My first time I was group fucked while blinded and with headphones then moved and bound and kept that way for 24 hours. Once out, I got used by god knows how many people for a few days and felt completely in control of the entire situation but was completely under the control of my dom. It was a really hot experience and I've done it again for shorter periods since then. The third time was definitely pervier and that was hot too because it felt less like my control and more like complete submissing and control. Anyway, hope that helps! Sorry for long post.

As deep as I can push my load into that mankunt and try to knock him up good 😈

I am a (divorced) single parent and one of my kids has special needs, so I *never* play at home. When I had a job that took me away from home, I played pretty much every weeknight - depending where I was, it would be (in order of preference): my hotel room, sauna or cruise. I love the Greenhouse Saunas in both Birmingham and Luton and I used to be a regular visitor at Boltz. The thing with all of those though - I found Boltz lost something around 2015 when they did a redesign. Prior to that it was full of these little nooks and crannies and had a single gloryhole at the bottom of some stairs where I took a ton of loads. After the redesign, it lost the sleaziness. Then they moved and still haven't recovered it in my opinion. Same with the Greenhouse at Birmingham - they redesigned it around the same sort of time, lost a load of cubicles and the like and it seemed to become less of a sleazy fuckfest. I haven't been to Luton in years - the last time was just after lockdown and it was dead. There were more staff than guests. And the other issue is local places like The Boiler Room in Sheffield and Zeus in Mansfield all close too early in the week (and as above, weekends are really tough for me). It's getting tougher too - hotels that used to have easy access moved to card access or gone altogether (the Britannia Hotels in Nottingham and Birmingham were not exactly the best but easy for tops to walk in and out of and get straight to your room). Which gives me an idea actually - I think I'll start a thread where guys can list easy-access hotels. It might take away some of the guesswork.

It took my anonymous top longer than I would have preferred, but I was thankful when the door opened and I saw a pair of sandals with socks walk through the door. I couldn’t tell much, but his legs seemed thin. Saw him walk directly to the first stall, open up the door, and heard him say in a low voice “That’s a good cumdump” before feeling his hands on my ass. He ran a finger along my crack, pausing at my hole. I heard him spit and felt a spindly finger slowly probing my hole before slipping in. I took a hit of poppers, trying to not get close to the ground. I heard shorts dropping to the ground as he removed his finger and him spit again, rubbing his dick before I felt pressure again on my hole. The tip wasn’t very big, and with the poppers, he slid right on in. He bottomed out quickly and let out a long moan. I couldn’t tell how big he was, but my guess would have been around 4-5in long and average girth. My thoughts were interrupted as he pulled out and slammed himself inside of me, hitting my prostate with his raw dick. I let out a surprised yelp followed by a moan. I heard a chuckle behind me and he fucked me with the speed of a jackrabbit. My dick was leaking precum into my jockstrap, my head was almost getting pushed into the wall opposite, and I lost myself moaning louder than I should have. After about two minutes, the anonymous top started whimpering “fuck…fuck…take my load faggot.” I felt his slender fingers grab underneath my hips and pull me back as he thrust as deep as he could in me. I swear I felt his dick pulsing as he shot rope after rope of cum inside me. “Stay right there until I leave, slut” he said to me. I felt him pull out quickly and heard the familiar click of a phone taking a photo. I heard a shuffling of clothes and saw the socks in sandals walk out the door. I barely had a moment to gather my thoughts when the door opened again.

I moved as quickly as I could without making a sound out the door. It was about midday on a Thursday so I didn’t have class. I quickly texted “Daddy,” the poz man that had bred me through a broken condom, to see if he was available. In the meantime however, I knew of a cruisy bathroom in a park nearby. I rapidly logged on to the usual cruising sites and posted that I would be at the bathroom in about 15 minutes. I hopped in the car and drove off. Getting to the park was easy enough with it being in the middle of the work day. The streets were not as congested, and parking was of no concern. The bathroom itself was situated towards the back of the park and near trails that were not commonly used. My jockstrap was containing my dick so that I wouldn’t be getting hard while walking, but my ass twitched with each step. After a bit of walking, fighting through some overgrown underbrush, and stopping a moment to check if I was headed in the right direction, the bathroom came into sight. it wasn’t much to look at from the outside. The men’s toilet was on the left side, women’s on the right. The paint on the walls and doors were peeling and not maintained, with a worn path leading to the men’s room—the women’s bathroom had no such trail. Admiring the building, nervousness filling my body, I took a deep breath and walked through the door. The air was stale and smelled like a mix of musty locker room and dirt. The floor was sticky from dried urine, with the occasional shoe print left from some guy with dirt on his shoes. Looking around, I saw the two sinks on the left hand side of the wall, a urinal immediately on the right followed by two stalls, still with their doors on. A brief check under the dividers told me that I was alone. I briskly walked to the final stall, my steps loudly echoing off of the walls. Once inside, I grabbed some toilet paper, cleaned off the toilet seat, pulled my shorts off hanging them on a hook on the back of the door, and sat my bare ass on the toilet seat. i checked my phone—no response from “Daddy,” but on one of the cruising sites, there was a profile walking around in the park. A quick peak showed no photo, no stats, just “top.” I messaged him “anon bottom looking to get bred, at the bathroom in the back. I’m in the last stall” as I started playing with my dick through my jockstrap. A few minutes had passed before I got his response: “be on your knees ass under the divider slut. On my way.” I cringed at the thought of getting on the ground, but my horniness and my lust for an anonymous load won out. I got my poppers from my shorts, put my phone away, and got on my hands and knees on the sticky ground. It took me a few moments to find a position where I could angle my ass under the divider: my feet and ass were in the other stall, my head was nearly touching the ground. Turning my head to the right, I could see behind the toilet and shuddered as I realize the bathroom had not been cleaned in a long time. Turning my head to the left, I could see a small section of the door before the divider blocked the view. Ass up and face down, I waited.

I felt heat. In that moment all that I felt was heat and a deep yearning the likes of which I had never felt before. I almost laughed as I took in my surroundings and pressed my ass back against Henry’s tongue. There I was on a hard mattress, propped up on a squeaky metal frame over a polished concrete floor, in the private room of a guy that I had only met twenty minutes before in a bathhouse, completely naked having my ass eaten out. Funny though I may have found it I knew that there was nowhere else in the world that I wanted to be. “Mmmm,” Henry moaned behind me, “Such a nice sweet twink hole. Love your little pink pucker,” and he dove back in. Henry kept a firm grip on my ass cheeks keeping them spread apart for himself with his massive rough calloused hands. I could feel his salt and pepper beard scraping against my crack every time he moved up and down, and it only added to the joy that I was getting from him opening up my virgin hole with his talented tongue. I had just turned 18 that morning, and graduated high school not three days before. I had lied to my parents telling them that I was going out with friends for my birthday when in fact I had a very different sort of celebration in mind. All through high school I had been the only out gay kid in my little country high school so despite my deepest desires I had remained a virgin with a very active imagination. So as my 18th birthday approached I began to considered other options: I was too broke to hire an escort, let alone figure out where I would take him. I could have just gone on Grindr but then I would probably find someone I or my parents knew. Then again, I could drive two hours into the city and head to the gay district. I selected the latter option, and then my research began. After a few days of scrolling through Google I stumbled across a tiny reference to a bar called The Tight End and a bathhouse that adjoined it. From my extensive reading of internet erotica I guessed that a bathhouse would be a quick mean to my mission’s end, to lose my virginity before going away to college in a few months. So with my course of action settled I just had to wait till I turned 18. At around Christmas time when I first made my plan I had intended to wait till a little further into the summer but as the end of the school year approached along with my birthday I became increasingly impatient. Every time I watched porn I found myself pondering what the bottoms must be feeling, focusing on that first moment of penetration where the bottom’s ass must give way and allow the top inside. The week before my birthday I made up my mind, I would go first thing in the morning and get my new ID and then I would tell my parents that a few friends had planned a party in the city, I got them to give me some gas money and book me a cheap hotel for the night so that I wouldn’t have to drive home late and set off on my secret plan. The Tight End was a small dingy bar and when I parked around the corner I felt certain that there would be no on inside. I was wrong. When I got past the bouncer at the front door, who took a good long while looking at my new ID, I was shocked to find the entire bar pack full of all shorts or people. There were young guys like me, older guys, bears, leather men, basically if you could imagine him he was here. However, exploring a gay bar was not my purpose, I was a twink with a mission. I made my way through the assorted men to the back of the bar when I had read was the entrance to the bathhouse. I went through a black painted door marked “Baths” and found myself face to face with just about the largest man I had ever seen. He had to be nearly six foot seven and entirely composed of muscle, and clad only in a pair of black pants and a white wife beater t-shirt he made quite the imposing figure. “ID kid," he said in rumbling voice befitting of a man his size. I fumbled to get my ID out and stood there shaking like a leaf as he looked me and my ID over. “Happy Birthday. Have fun.” He stepped aside and revealed another door, “You pay and get your locker inside.” “Thank you,” I stammered and went through the next door. Inside was what looked like a shitty hotel’s reception desk. There was a reasonably attractive guy in his mid-thirties with super dark five o’clock shadow sitting behind the desk watching porn from the sound of it. Behind him was a rack of keys and then a few small cubbyholes. “You new? I’ve never seen you before,” asked the man at the desk. “Yeah first time.” “Well you’ll get eaten up in there for sure.” The man laughed a little, but when he stopped he smiled kindly. “You want a room or just a locker?” No one had ever written about that question before in any of the erotica I had read, I had no idea what to do, and for a moment I just stood frozen staring at the man. “It’s ok kid, most guys are kinda nervous their first time to the baths. Do you wanna get a private room so you can take a guy back there with you? Those are hourly and you pay when you leave; or you can rent a locker for the night for twenty bucks and hope that the guy, or for you probably guys, you wanna hook up with, if you so choose, have rooms of their one.” “Which would you do?” Looking at the rates about the guys head I was quickly calculating how much it would be to get a room for most of the night. “I would just get a locker if I were you, put my clothes and stuff in there and just take my towel and my key with me. Sweet boy like you’ll get caught up in no time.” He laughed again, and again ended with his kind smile. “Ok, just a locker then.” “All right. That’s twenty bucks.” I fished in my wallet for one of the new crisp twenties I had gotten out of the ATM at home before coming and handed it over to the man. In return he handed me a locker key on a bungee cord like they give you at the pool and a black towel. Then he buzzed me through a door surrounded by red neon lights at the far right of the room. The locker room was much darker then the reception area and it took me a moment for my eyes to adjust. It really was just like being at the pool, except that the pool didn’t usually have the vague ever present thumpa-thumpa of club dance music that the baths seemed to have, there were rows of lockers and ever more going around the walls, and scattered about were small changing benches and off at the far end were a few curtained showers. I checked my key, found the corresponding locker, and rather sheepishly stripped down to my underwear, stuffing my clothes into the little box. Then I wrapped my towel around my waist and shimmied my boxer-briefs off under the towel. Dressed then in only my towel, I secured the key around my waist, sucked a few condoms in the roll of my towel, locked the locker and walked away, trying not to look nervous. Just passed the showers was a long bank of mirrors and I stopped for a second to get a look at myself. “Five foot eleven with gold blonde hair and a slight frame and clad in only a towel, God” I thought to myself, “You really are a bad seventy’s porno waiting to happen.” I laughed out loud at that one. I never had really liked the way I looked. I always wished that I looked more manly, was stronger and bigger, covered in hair; but it didn’t matter if I worked out, or exercised or what, I was just a scrawny little pale hairless blond twink. “Ah well,” I thought, “Nothin’ I can do about that now.” I took a deep breath and walked out of the locker room into the bathhouse proper.

Sorry been a while since I posted. Got side tracked the past few weeks. Niall stood there admiring the sight beneath him, Dave's eyes were beginning to roll while he gritted his teeth, bearing the the feeling of penetration. Niall kept eye contact as he told Dave how well he was doing, his lubed up cock began to move ever so slightly of the fully bottomed out boy beneath him. "That's it Davy boy, just breathe and relax. Do just what I tell you, like in work". Tommo, still watching from the couch was stroking his own hard, leaking cock slowly watching the performance. He couldn't believe what he was seeing. Niall had told him that his apprentice was game once he was a bit spun but this was something else. Dave was lying on his back across the couch with his head on the arm rest. At the other end Niall knelt, holding Dave's knees on his shoulders, his cock in the young ass. Niall's hips were moving steadily now; long, slow thrusts in and out of the 19 year old's no longer virgin hole. Tommo knew Niall, he was making sure not to scare off Dave qnd make sure he'd be back for more. Chuckling to himself all he could think is how lucky Dave was, Tommo would've gone much rougher...and was planning to once Niall had him nicely warmed up. Shaking himself out of his own thoughts, Tommo returned his attention to the two men in front of him. Naill's pace was still as steady as it had been but by now he was beginning to sweat. The T, the heat of the room, the energy he was exerting, all adding to his perspiration. He had a grin on his face as he looked at the man he was mounting. "Fuck, you're beautiful" he moaned, "such a sexy body and hot ass." Niall turned and kissed the legs resting on his shoulders, running his tongue up and down the shins. Suddenly he grabbed Dave's right foot, brought it to his face and kissed the sole before sucking the toes. Looking down at the young man beneath him Niall was in no doubt he made the right call when he decided to make a move. Dave's hole felt so tight and warm as it squeezed his cock when he thrust. The boy was breathing heavily but Niall kept reassuring him how much of a tough man he was, "takes a real man to take it" he repeated, "good lad, you're a natural".

Part 2 Carson spent much of the day in his office. Since it was a Friday and a long weekend, he decided to duck out at 3pm. “Any plans for the weekend?,” Arthur asked him as he dropped some paperwork off at his secretary’s desk. “I’m going up north.” “Oh right, your cabin.” Years ago, Carson had bought some land in the Maine wilderness, near what was called The Golden Road, a 96 mile stretch of road owned by a logging company. He modestly described it as a cabin. The original cabin was there, but he had since bought more land along one of the many lakes. He had a nice property with a mile long private driveway that led to the Master House on the water. A separate, rougher road led to north to the Cabin, it was really a logging road as well, having been cleared to connect his property. South of the main house was a Barn he had put up. Carson said his goodbye to Arthur, then went home briefly to pick drop off his work bag. The drive took several hours from the city, but it gave him time to clear his head and prepare himself for the weekend. At 8pm he passed through the village on the lake, another 45 minutes later winding his way around he reached the gate to his property. As he drove through, the gate beeped and swung shut behind him. In the city he lived simply. Here though was a different story. He had put a lot of time, and money into making this property exactly what he wanted. The gate was an indulgence and unnecessary, the driveway was a mile long and set so far back from the road that no one could see lights through the dense trees. The only way onto or off the property was through that gate, unless someone trekked to the main road, or came across the lake by boat. As he pulled the car into the garage, the House began lighting up. His first stop was the kitchen, which he had fully stocked. Once a week the wife of a retired farmer came by to check on the House for him, clean and tidy, and bought food ahead of his arrival. A nice woman, and not too nosey, despite being one of those creatures that were born, lived, and planned to die in the same place. Carson stripped and showered, washing the day off him. The shower was the size of a small bedroom, never mind the rest of the bathroom. As he showered off, he admired his tattoos and cock in one of the mirrors, twitching a little at the thought of what the weekend would entail. He dried off, changing into jeans with a black t-shirt and boots. He also grabbed a second cellphone from the charging station next to the kitchen, and a set of keys. His first stop was the Cabin. He drove the ATV 10 minutes up the dirt track. Again, as he approached the flood lights came on. He parked, and went up to the solid oak door. As he did so, the phone app began to automatically unlock the door. He used two keys to unlock the door the rest of the way. This Cabin served as the home for all of his research projects over the last decade. The set up was simple yet elegant. It had servers and hard drives, the laboratory equipment and chemicals he needed. Carson set to work pulling tubes from different incubators and examining the contents, then pulling flasks from others, He looked at them under microscopes, ran partials through instrumentation. The work took a few hours, and when he was done, he leaned back satisfied. He was ready for the next phase of his research, but that would have to wait until after the weekend, when he returned, and Arthur would be waiting for him. Carson left the Cabin, locking up. He then drove the ATV back down the road, past the House, and to the Barn. He ignored the large door, and buzzed himself into an atrium. Here he began to strip naked. He left his boots on, and buzzed himself into the main structure. He immediately had to adjust his eyes to the dim blue light in the first stall. On the other side of the glass door was the most recent subject that had enrolled in his “trial”.

That evening my mind reeled from what had happened earlier. I had let a highly toxic poz man fuck me without protection in my pool. I could still feel the soreness and pleasure of his cock fucking my ass. My mind told me I could get to urgent care and get on pep but all my ass wanted was his cock again. I went to sleep and during my short fits of sleep I could only play over and over being fucked in the pool in my dreams. Memories of savoring his cock in my mouth and my ass. Slowly my ass convincing my mind of what to do next. By morning my mind had been made and as I laid in bed I logged onto the website and sent Mike a message. “Yesterday went a lot further than I expected. I was not quite ready for taking the next step but since we did, I would like to keep going. Your cock in my ass was so amazing that I want it again today.” I sent the message and headed to the shower to clean out and hope he would respond soon.

Mike embraced me and we kissed long and deep. I could feel his tongue enter my mouth as I sucked it in deep. As we continued to kiss I felt him carrying me to the edge of the pool to the shallow end. We broke our kiss and he lightly caressed my nipples. I could feel him reach my left nipple and he then discovered that it was pierced. “Nice” is all he whispered as he rolled his fingers over my piercing and waves of electric pleasure washed over me. I could feel my butt against the edge of the pool and then he turned me around.Mike slipped behind me and caressed me from the back all over my body. My cock hardening as I felt his lips on my neck and his hands work their way slowly down to my hips. Slowly but surely he massaged my hips and pushed on my lower back to signal that he wanted me to bend over and of course I did. He then lift me slightly so my ass was out of the water and I could feel his tongue go down my back as I leaned out of the pool to expose my hole to him. Mike leaned down and continued his trail of kisses until he found my sweet spot and began to rim me. I could feel his tongue opening my hole and sending shots of pleasure all over my body as his tongue went deeper into me. Then I felt his finger enter me as he continued to rim me. I could feel it curl and hit my prostrate as a wave of pleasure caused me to gasp. I squirmed in pleasure as his finger slowly worked its way back and forth over my prostrate. Then he added a second finger and the pleasure intensified as both fingers worked their way across my prostrate. I began to hump his fingers and moan loudly as I felt an orgasm build inside of me. He withdrew both of his fingers and denied my orgasm from happening. I moaned “No don’t stop I am so close.” He rubbed his hands across my ass and I could feel his hard cock bob across my left cheek as it rubbed as he spread my ass open and close a couple of times. I whispered “Please let me cum.” Mike whispered back “Oh I will let you cum soon.” Even in the water I could feel his cock leaking a bit of cum onto my left cheek as it centered itself between my ass. I was so horny and wanted to cum so badly I wiggled my ass up and down until his head was at my entrance. I could feel the heat of his cock and the hardness I had caused. I pushed back slightly and felt his head against the lips of my hole and then it slipped past. He slowly entered a-bit at a time, repeatedly pulling out and going deeper each stroke. Finally I could feel his wet hair against my ass and his balls slap against me. The water amplified the sounds of him fucking me and quieted the moans of pleasure that were escaping from my mouth. He quietly said “Now I am going to make you cum and give you what you wanted.” My mind could not quite process that I was being fucked bareback with a POZ highly toxic cock. All I knew that his death stick was giving me pleasure and my body wanted it, needed it. My brain only wanting that release of my building orgasm. I could feel it building again as his cock pounded my ass and the rhythm of the water. Finally sweet release of my orgasm hit me and I felt my muscles clench around his POZ cock. As my muscles twitched I felt the head of his cock swell and Mike yelled “ I am CUMMING! Take my changed load you fag!” The waves of pleasure hit me deep as his positive cum flooded my guts multiple times. I could feel his large load burying itself deep inside me. I could feel his cock shrink as he hard on subsided. Slowly trailing out of my ass and I feeling a sense of loss as he plopped out of my gaped hole. I layed on the edge of the pool enjoying what had happened and started to process that he had fucked me bareback and that he was positive. Mike got out of the pool and was getting dressed as I finally opened my eyes. He came over and leaned over as I rolled onto my back. He caressed my nipples and I felt another wave of pleasure as he tweaked my right nipple and kissed me. “I know you will want another, give me a call when you do.” Mike whispered as he got up and walked away with his shirt trailing in his hand. All I could do is lay there and relive the last couple of minutes knowing that he had just pozzed me in the pool. I had not expected to happen and all I thought was I had wished I would have caught it on video.

The three of us walked through the hallways. Only Henry, who was in the lead, wore a towel. Were were heading towards the main common room. When we were passing a large group of men, several of whom had turned to stare at us, Tom grabbed me from behind, and with ease slid his cock into my cum dripping hole, gave me a few quick hard thrusts before pushing me after Henry who hadn’t stopped walking back out towards the patio. Tom repeated his quick pounding act on the patio in front of another large group of guys. Henry led the way to the dark corner of the patio and into the even darker corridor and then to the door of the sling room. There were many more guys there now then there had been the last time I looked in the room. Still, only one sling was occupied, but not by the black guy I had seen before; however, there was now a group of about twenty guys all standing around him, each with a raging hard-on, waiting to breed the guy's hole. I practically ran to the sling where Tom and Henry helped me and to get me situated properly. Once my legs had been put up into the stirrups, Tom roughly slid four fingers into my hole as Henry turned to the tops around the other man. “Hey guys, don’t wanna take you away from what you’re doing but it’s my friend’s birthday and his first trip to the baths and he wants to get his hole used pig style. So this little twink’s formerly tight hole is open for business."

While I was a sophomore in college, I was really fucking horny. My boyfriend Chad couldn't satisfy my desire to be plowed almost every night. He was 25 at the time and was a Ph.D student in applied physics, so he didn't have much free time, an was tired when he did. I was 20, 6'1, 190 pounds of muscle with brown hair and blue eyes with a 6.5inch cut cock. Despite my masculine appearance, I was a power bottom. He didn't want me cheating on him, so to satisfy my desire to be fucked, he would let other men fuck me as long as he set up the encounter, watched, and they wore a condom. Unbeknownst to him though, I poked holes in almost all of the condoms. We always fucked raw, and I hated condoms and LOVED taking a load in my ass. One fateful day, I was horny as fuck and Chad just wasn't feeling up to the task of fucking me, so he went to craigslist and set up an advert looking for an anon top. About 30 minutes later we got a response requesting that the bottom (me) be blindfolded. I'm always into kinky shit, so I figured why not, a blindfold is no problem. I went into our bedroom and set up a small camera behind the tv near the bed so as to relive the moment later. I then put the faulty condoms out, got naked, and put on the blindfold with my ass in the air. About 15 minutes later there was a knock at the door and Chad answered. "Come on in. Hot tats man" said Chad. "Thanks. I have a bunch all over. " replied the man in a deep gruff voice. He must have been an older man, 40's minimum. I heard some clothes being taken off. "Damn, that one must have hurt, it's so close to your dick. That eagle tattoo on you chest looks sweet!" Chad exclaimed. "Heh, yeah. The eagle was my first one. The one near my dick was my third one. The second one..." There was a slap as if he had smacked his own ass. "Was this one. I got then at the same time after an incredible week." He laughed "I just can't remember too much from all the partying. So. Who am I fucking?" "He's this way" said Chad as he lead the stranger to the bedroom. My cock got hard thinking that this older tatted man was going to fuck my brains out. I felt a slap of a large hand on my ass. "You're in for a treat today boy." Said the man. He started rimming my ass with his tongue. I moaned as he licked and moaned even more as he started sticking a finger in my hole. I heard a rip, and the unrolling of a condom on a dick. I've heard this many a time, but he was going to cum in me, he just didn't know it. He thrusted hard in my ass and I yelped. He must have been at least 8 inches!! I felt a pop inside me and I knew the condom break due to inadequate living and the holes. He smacked my ass hard, "You be quiet" he said forcefully and proceeded to stuff something cloth in my mouth. I judging from the taste and smell it must have been one of his socks. He smacked my ass again and I made sure to not make a sound. "That's better bitch." I wasn't sure if he felt the condom break or not, but if he had, he wasn't mentioning it. He pushed me completely down on the bed, pinning me with his body. His ass to the camera, he started fucking me like a rabbit with short but forceful thrusts. It was all I could do to not scream or moan as waves of pain and ecstasy washed over me. I could hear Chad sitting down somewhere in front of me jerking off. The man pulled me up and then started to fuck me doggie style. This time he pulled out almost all the way and slammed his dick deep into my ass. I let out a moan of pleasure as I felt his massive dick squeeze in my ass. He then grabbed my hair in one hand and slapped my ass harder than ever with the other and said "Bitch, I told you not to make a noise!" I was so turned on that I couldn't help but moan again, and again his hand slapped my ass, all the while pulling my head back by my hair. He kept thrusting his long dick in and out of me, faster and faster. "I'm gonna cum bitch." He said. I moaned through his sock on purpose. He yanked my hair back and then smacked my ass again as he moaned loudly. "Fuck yeah bitch. Make me cum!" He yelled at me. I squeezed my ass as tight as I could as he kept thrusting his cock deep in my ass. I felt his dick throb deep in my ass for what felt like ages. Finally he stopped and pulled out. It felt like my ass was uncorked. He slapped my ass and took out his sock and then walked out. I heard some shuffling and then a door closing. "That was hot!" Said Chad. "I think he took the condom with him. Odd." I heard some shuffling around and I pulled off the blindfold. Chad was putting his clothes on. "I have to head into the lab, I'm running late already." He gave me a kiss and then left. Sore and still hard, I took out the camera and put the memory card in my computer and started watching the film. I fast forwarded to when the man walked in. He was about 6' tall and was maybe 60 years old, based on his bald head and grey goatee. I saw the eagle tattoo on his chest first. It took up almost his entire chest, from nipple to nipple of a bald eagle. I then saw his massive dick. He was easily 9 inches long and really girthy, surrounded by lightly trimmed grey pubes. My mouth watered and I almost came from the sight. I couldn't make out the tattoo above his dick though. His front was in front of the camera for such a brief time. He turned around and I saw the tattoo on his ass cheeks. On one side there was a black biohazard symbol and the words "Cum in" underneath. I had never seen anything like it before, but I loved how it was shaped and perfectly fit on his ass. I started fast forwarding and saw where he started fucking me. He paused for a moment and I knew that was where the condom broke. My ass started leaking and I paused the recording. I stuck my hand near my ass and pushed it all back in. Lifting up my fingers I saw residue of cum and blood. Licking my fingers, I got a butt plug and put it in and continued watching the video. I saw the man cum in me and pull out. The condom was definitely broken and wrapped around the base of his long shaft, which was tinged red. Chad couldn't see it as he was sitting in front of my blindfolded face. The man quickly took off the condom and held it in his hand as he exited the room. I moved to the bed and started jerking my raging hard boner. All I could think about was that man filling my ass and fucking me mercilessly. I started playing with the butt plug and shot my load. I was in heaven as it cascaded all over my chest and face. I lay there in ecstasy, covered in my own cum with that strangers cum deep inside me, held in place by the plug

One of the best things about Trump sycophants is how very many of them eventually reach that "Fuck Around, Find Out" moment.

you never know when the muse will strike......

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!

Agreed

Raw is always best. But I also love real or role play stealth barebacking where a condom is used but sabotaged to break and it turns into a raw breeding at the end. 😈🍆💦☣️

Amplifying @Blacoe, there are about 150 different strains of HPV and around 50 of them affect the genital area. It's a startlingly common virus for people to have and pass on, with 90% of sexually active men catching HPV in their lifetime. There are 13 cancer causing strains and there's no easy test to figure out which you've been exposed to. Even with two exposures, it's extremely worthwhile for you to get the HPV vaccine if you haven't already, regardless of your age. If you have a gay doctor, they should already have been recommending it to you. If you haven't already, get the HPV vaccine now. Everyone who is sexually active needs it, regardless of age. The treatment for anal warts depends on your case. For me, I had cryotherapy to freeze and kill them, inside and outside. It was rather confronting for the mid-twenties me as it was my first STI.

Me and husband are planning to visit Scheune when we visit Berlin next year but cant find any details on what the nights are... like is it just come and cum or is it you must wear gear, or its piss night etc?

Thank you again for all your positive comments, it gets me hard thinking about all of you shooting your loads to this fantasy of mine. Here is part 4, which includes a nice twist, but also wraps up this night. I would have to think very hard over how exactly to continue this story, so it might take just a bit longer, and I am always open for pointers, ideas or even some of your real life experiences I could incorporate. But without further ado, here is how the story continues: PART 4 The room is filled with an awkward silence as the implications of Johnny's presence begin to sink in for Ethan and Thomas. Their intimate encounter has been witnessed by someone from Thomas's past; a connection that could potentially complicate their twisted relationship moving forward. Thomas shifts uncomfortably beneath Ethan, his gaze darting between Johnny and his lover. The excitement he felt earlier has now given way to uncertainty and anxiety; he can tell that both men are evaluating him differently than they had just moments ago. Johnny watches them, trying to comfort them with his mere presence. "I won't tell anyone, you are safe with me. Although I would love to join you, Ethan, in owning Thomas. We used to share everything, and he was always meant for more than just one master." His words hang in the air like a heavy mist, casting a shadow over the room and creating a palpable tension between the three of them. Ethan grins maliciously at Johnny's offer but doesn't respond immediately. He glances down at Thomas, who is now visibly trembling with fear and anticipation. The young man's body language seems to beg for release from this intense emotional storm that threatens to consume him at any moment. Sensing an opportunity, Ethan decides to take control of the situation. "Johnny," he says coldly, "I don't share. But if you're truly interested in owning a part of Thomas, perhaps we can arrange something more permanent between us." The implication being clear: Johnny lay under Ethan in the hierarchy they were building with Thomas at its core—or face consequences should he attempt to interfere or undermine their relationship. The room grows increasingly tense but also excited as Johnny processes this ultimatum, knowing full well what it could lead to if accepted. He hesitates for a moment longer before meeting Ethan's cold gaze with an unyielding stare of his own; signifying his acceptance of their terms and committing himself further to witnessing Thomas's transformation into Ethan's fully-owned possession. With this, the tension in the room seems to dissipate slightly as they all realize that something profound has just taken place between them: An alliance based on lust, power, and the shared desire for ownership over one man—a young boy named Thomas whose life is about to change irrevocably. The air in the room thickens as Thomas squirms uncomfortably beneath his Master's gaze. He knows what is coming next, and it terrifies him more than anything he's ever experienced before. As Ethan moves to grab a bag hidden in a corner, Johnny looks on intently—his heart racing with excitement at the prospect of witnessing this pivotal moment in Thomas's transformation firsthand. "Now then," Ethan begins with a sinister grin, "I think it's time you got used to something bigger than my cock inside that tight little hole of yours." With that, he reaches over and grabs an enormous black dildo from his bag. Its head is wide enough to span two grown men's palms comfortably—and it only gets bigger from there. As Ethan pushes Thomas down onto his knees in front of him, Johnny can't help but admire the sight of this beautiful boy submitting so willingly to his Master's every desire. Thomas shudders with fear as he sees just how massive this toy truly is; even bigger than any other object that has ever touched his hole before. His hands are still cuffed behind his back, and he feels utterly vulnerable in the face of this unyielding domination. "Please Master," Thomas begs pathetically as Ethan begins coating the monstrous dildo with lube, "I don't know if I can take any more..." His words trail off into a whimper as he feels himself being pushed back onto his elbows; positioning him perfectly for penetration. Johnny, not wanting to stay a spectator but to prove himself, grabs hold of a large black rubber ball gag and forces it roughly into Thomas's mouth, securing it tightly behind his head to prevent him from crying out during their depraved activities. He then turns his attention back to Ethan with an almost hungry look in his eyes. "Do it," he says simply—his voice tinged with both desire and fear as he watches his old friend and fuckbuddy being transformed before his very eyes into something entirely new: a submissive slut bound for Ethan's pleasure alone. And so, it begins. With slow, steady strokes, Ethan eases the colossal dildo into Thomas's waiting anus; pushing past every inch of resistance as though parting oceans with sheer force alone. The boy's cries are muffled by the gag but nonetheless audible through clenched teeth: A pained whimper here; a desperate moan there—all mingling together in an awful chorus that echoes throughout the room. As Thomas writhes in agony beneath them both, Ethan understands it is time for more chems and POZ blood—a subtle dose that will continue the erosion of Johnny's defenses while also accelerating Thomas's transformation into a mindless cock-hungry beast entirely devoted to pleasing its Master. He tells Johnny to hold the dildo still in place, ensuring maximum penetration and discomfort for their little submissive slut beneath them. Once Johnny is in place, he grabs his trusty chems bag and prepares an intricate mix that includes just enough of everything - muscle relaxants to keep him limp and compliant; endorphin boosters to enhance sensations during sex while dampening feelings of pleasure or control outside it, and Tina, the ultimate mindfuck drug seemingly designed specifically for scenes like these: A potent concoction that blurs lines between reality and fantasy, desire and duty, love and lust until there's barely anything left to differentiate them. The mixture is meticulously crafted - calculated according to years of experimentation on countless unwitting subjects before finding just the right combination. This is Ethan's greatest weapon: To give someone everything they crave without ever truly allowing them true happiness or satisfaction outside their role as his submissive pet—forever trapped in an endless cycle of depravity designed specifically for him alone... As Ethan administers the chems to Thomas through a small syringe, he can see Johnny growing increasingly uncomfortable. The younger man has always had issues with needles. Ethan smirks, knowing this is the perfect time to take advantage of that weakness. He grabs another pill from his bag, handing it discreetly to Johnny under the false pretense that it's just Viagra—something they both know he desperately needs to reassert control over their shared submissive slut beneath them. Johnny takes the pill hesitantly, not realizing what has happened: He has swallowed a dose of Ethan's sinister blend of chems designed not only for submission but also mind manipulation—a powerful concoction meant to strip away any remaining sense of individuality or self-control that still clung to him like so much grime beneath their fingernails. As Johnny feels the chems start working their way through his system, he begins to notice strange changes taking place within himself: His thoughts becoming cloudy; his body growing warm and tingly in all sorts of wonderful new ways as the endorphins kick in, amplifying every sensation tenfold. At first, he tries resisting these feelings, but they are simply too intense—too pleasurable—for him to fight any longer without suffering greatly. His eyes meet with Ethan's as though through a haze, understanding dawning slowly on him: He is being brainwashed—manipulated into becoming something entirely different than who he once was... But even as this realization dawns upon him, it's already far too late. The chems have taken hold completely now, and Johnny finds himself unable to think clearly anymore. All that matters now is pleasing their Master in whatever way possible—submitting completely and totally to his every whim and desire. He feels his body starting to react instinctually towards Thomas: An uncontrollable urge welling up inside him like never before—one which he can't help but give into without reservation. With a hungry, almost animalistic groan, Johnny pulls out the dildo still lodged deep within Thomas's anus and begins to stroke himself feverishly over its shiny black surface while watching with morbid fascination as Ethan takes over again and continues thrusting in and out of their now thoroughly ravaged submissive slut, this time using his bare fist. As he does so, Johnny can't help but imagine what it would feel like to experience that kind of loss of power; to completely surrender to someone's will in such an unimaginably depraved manner. As Ethan picks up speed inside Thomas—slamming his fist deeper and harder than before with each brutal stroke—Johnny feels himself growing increasingly desperate for cock, or even just the sensation of being filled. It's at this moment that he realizes with chilling clarity just how far gone he truly is: His old self has been completely erased; replaced by nothing more than a mindless sex slave devoted entirely to satisfying the needs and desires of their new Master Ethan alone. And yet, despite everything, there's something inside him still—a tiny spark that refuses to go out even under all this darkness: A last shred of individuality clinging desperately onto life as though afraid even death itself would be preferable to what they had become. It's a pitiful thing really; an echo from another life entirely, whispering softly in the back of his mind: "Fight..." But even this faint cry for help is drowned out by the all-consuming waves of pleasure washing over him as he watches Ethan pump their slut full with fist while he continues milking himself. He sees the dildo that was once inside Thomas glistening wet with lube at the tip; ready and waiting for him to take it into his eager mouth in preparation for being fucked senseless by its new owner...And with a final shudder, he gives himself over completely to these newfound urges—allowing them to guide him towards his next destination without hesitation or question. Ethan smiles as he feels Thomas begin to squirm beneath him; the first signs of approaching orgasm washing over his submissive slut. He knows what happens next is inevitable: Soon enough, they would both be filled beyond measure by the power and passion that courses through this room like an unstoppable force—a wildfire burning away everything that once was in its path leaving nothing but ashes in its wake. But for now? Now is their time to bask in these forbidden fruits of desire together; drinking deeply from wells that only depravity could ever create. Thomas squirms beneath Ethan's powerful fist as it relentlessly pumps in and out of his well-used hole. His entire body is covered in sweat; his face contorted into a mask of ecstasy and pain unlike anything he has ever experienced before. As his orgasm begins to build within him, he knows there's no escape: This time, it won't be just his own pleasure that he surrenders to—but also Ethan's twisted desire for total domination and humiliation. As Thomas nears the brink, Ethan can feel his body tense beneath him in anticipation. He knows this moment will be unlike any other they have shared; an intimate connection between Master and slave that goes far beyond simple fucking or sucking. With a grin that could only belong to a man truly consumed by depravity, Ethan whispers dark words of degradation into Thomas's ear: "Soon, my pet... You're going to cum for me like never before. Your hole will clamp down on this fist so tightly it hurts, and I want you to enjoy every second of that pain. It's all for me, after all." He chuckles darkly as he feels Thomas shudder beneath him—his submissive slut growing ever closer towards losing control completely in their shared experience. Meanwhile, Johnny continues sucking on the dildo with a desperation that borders on insatiable: His body quaking from the intensity of his need; his eyes glazed over with lust as he watches Ethan pump Thomas full of his fist and commands him to cum for their enjoyment alone. He feels himself growing harder by the second—his erection throbbing in time with every thrust of Ethan's powerful hand. As if sensing his new submissive lover's escalating arousal, Ethan grabs a hold of Johnny and pushes him roughly onto all fours before him: Their faces mere inches apart as they breathe each other in—a perverse dance filled with desire and submission that would leave most people trembling in its wake. Without hesitation or warning, Ethan slaps Johnny across the face hard enough to sting; leaving a bright red handprint on his cheek. "You want this, don't you?" he asks, his voice low and menacing yet somehow filled with an eerie tenderness that sends shivers down Johnny's spine. "Tell me you want my cock inside your mouth; tell me you belong to me body and soul, and I might just let you suck me off like the dirty little slut you truly are." Johnny whimpers pathetically beneath Ethan's gaze—his submission utterly complete as he nods eagerly in agreement despite himself. He can feel his Master's hardness pressing against his lips; an intoxicating scent of dominance and desire wafting upwards to tease his senses mercilessly. And so, with a desperate moan of longing, Johnny opens wide—giving in to every dark urge that courses through him as he takes Ethan's throbbing shaft deep into his mouth without hesitation or reserve. Thomas, Johnny and Ethan become lost in their shared depravity: Each experiencing a level of pleasure far beyond anything they ever thought possible as they submit completely to one another's every whim and desire—transforming into something new; something darker than anyone could have ever imagined possible. Ethan feels himself getting closer to the edge, knowing that soon it will be time for him to take what is rightfully his from both these filthy submissives who lay before him. His cock throbs in Johnny's eager mouth as he watches Thomas's face contort with agony and ecstasy in perfect synchronicity: A sight so beautifully twisted it makes his heart sing with joy unbound. Thomas and Johnny lay intertwined on the floor, their bodies covered in a sheen of sweat and lube that glistens under the dim light of the room. Thomas on his back, Johnny on all fours just next to him, and Ethan towering over both of them. Thomas’s hole still clutches tightly around Ethan's fist, his eyes rolling back into his head as he struggles to catch his breath between gasps and moans of pure pleasure and pain. His once-pristine face is now smeared with sweat and tears, a testament to the depths of degradation he has willingly allowed himself to sink into for Ethan's amusement alone. Johnny, his mouth still wrapped greedily around Ethan's throbbing cock, tries his best to pleasure the dominant man. He can feel Ethan's hand tightening around his hair, guiding his movements as he sucks and licks at the invading shaft like a loyal pet. His own erection is pressed tightly against Thomas's body, leaking pre-cum that mixes with their shared sweat and lubricant to form an intimate mess on the floor beneath them. Ethan, towering above this perverse tableau of degradation and desire, can feel his own climax building inside him as he gazes down at his two filthy submissives: Their eyes filled with nothing but unconditional love and devotion for their Master. With a low growl of approval, Ethan releases Thomas's hole from around his fist; the sudden emptiness causing the slave to cry out in despair. Without missing a beat, however, Ethan grabs Johnny by the hair once more and forces him to watch as he lines up the head of his throbbing cock at the entrance to Thomas's hungry hole. With one swift motion, Ethan pushes himself inside Thomas with enough force that it leaves Thomas gasping in surprise: Their combined moans echoing around the room like an otherworldly chorus dedicated entirely to their twisted desires. Johnny watches in awe as Ethan's cock disappears completely into Thomas, leaving not even the base poking out from behind his swollen and glistening hole. "Fuck!" Ethan cries out in blissful agony as he begins thrusting inside Thomas with brutal force. His hips pump back and forth, driving his cock deeper into their shared slut's bowels with each stroke: The sounds of skin on skin slapping together filling the room like a primal chant that can only belong in such dark places where pleasure knows no bounds and submission is its highest form of worship. As Ethan fucks Thomas with unbridled rage, Johnny feels like he missed an opportunity—a moment when they could have taken control and ensured that both of them would be the ones receiving pleasure from this encounter instead of giving it all away so easily. But as soon as that thought crosses his mind, he feels Ethan's hand wrapping tightly around his own erection: Guiding him towards Thomas's hungry mouth where he can begin stroking himself off for their mutual amusement. Without hesitation, Johnny obliges: His eyes never leaving the sight before him as he watches Ethan's cock disappearing in and out of Thomas while he milks his own shaft towards orgasm under Ethan's skillful guidance. He can feel Ethan's fingers digging into his hips, pulling him closer so that their bodies are intertwined—their combined movements sending waves upon waves of pleasure washing over them in an unending tide that leaves neither man able to tell where one begins and another ends anymore... With one final thrust deep inside Thomas, Ethan lets out a primal roar of ecstasy as he feels his own climax washing over him in powerful waves. His hips piston forward violently; driving himself deeper into his submissive's body with each savage stroke while his cock throbs and pulses, sending hot streams of thick cum shooting deep inside Thomas's ass. As Ethan reaches the peak of his orgasm, Johnny feels Ethan's hands clamp down on his head, forcing him to open wide as he aims the tip of his own erect cock towards Thomas's hungry mouth. With one final thrust forward, Johnny joins in on this perverse act of degeneracy: His cum blasting forth into Thomas's mouth like a fiery eruption from deep within him. Thomas, now overflowing with both Ethan and Johnny's combined seed, can feel his own orgasm building within him to impossible heights—his entire body quivering under the onslaught of pleasure as it races towards release. With a loud groan of submission, Thomas finally gives in: His whole body convulsing as waves upon waves of intense ecstasy wash over him like a tidal wave made purely from raw sensation and depravity untold. His cock hasn't been touched all night, but that doesn't seem to matter anymore: The feeling of utter degradation coursing through his veins more than makes up for it. So the soft slave cock shoots its load all over his own chest as he cums harder than ever before in his life, making this night one that will be forever burned into the depths of his depraved soul. Once their orgasms have subsided to a dull roar, Ethan releases Johnny from his bonds: Allowing him to fall onto the floor next to Thomas where they lie spent and exhausted yet somehow still filled with an indescribable sense of euphoria at what they had just accomplished together. As if reading his mind, however, Ethan grabs a fistful of hair once more and yanks Johnny roughly back into a standing position: Forcing him to look up at the man who now held absolute control over both their lives in every way possible. "Now," Ethan says with an evil grin spreading across his face, "it's time for you to clean us off. Start with Thomas's mouth and work your way down—making sure that not a drop of my seed, and even this faggot's dribble, goes to waste.” Johnny whimpers pathetically as he struggles against Ethan's hold, but it is clear even from his protestations that there is no way for him to escape the humiliation that awaits him. Slowly and with trembling hands, Johnny lowers himself down onto his knees, giving in to his newfound role as a filthy slut whose only purpose was to please his Master, even at the cost of his own dignity. So he works diligently, cleaning Thomas's chin and cheeks first before turning his attention towards licking up every last drop of cum from the slave's mouth: The salty-bitter taste mixing with that of Thomas's sweat to form a perverse cocktail of lust. He works his way down, cleaning the slut's body like a good little whore as Ethan watches with unbridled amusement and satisfaction, enjoying every moment of this boy’s slow descent into total and complete depravity. Once he's reached Thomas's hole, Johnny hesitates for just a second—reluctant but unable to deny his Master's command even as it fills him with revulsion and self-loathing. Slowly and carefully, he begins circling his tongue around the stretched rim of the slave's ass: Tasting Ethan's cum mixed with his own and feeling an unfamiliar wave of shame wash over him. He starts to suck lightly, trying to coax the last bit of residual cum from inside Thomas's body while Ethan watches on, a smile of pure bliss spreading across his face as he savors every moment of this final act of degradation and submission. Finally, after what feels like hours but is in reality just minutes at best, there is no more cum left inside Thomas: The hole now completely clean and free from any traces of their shared debauchery. With a satisfied smirk, Ethan pulls Johnny up off his knees, his cock still rock hard with desire even after the intensity of what they had all just experienced. "You've done well," he says softly, running his fingers through Johnny's hair before pulling him into an unexpected kiss that leaves them both gasping for breath in the silence of the night. With one final look of pure adoration in Ethan's direction, Johnny leans forward and starts to lick his Master's cock clean: The taste of Thomas's ass still lingering on the shaft but unable to overshadow the undeniable sense of power and control that pulses through him as he worships at Ethan's feet. As he works his tongue around the sensitive flesh, Johnny can feel a newfound sense of belonging and purpose taking root within him: Knowing that from now on he would always be nothing more than an object for Ethan's pleasure—a tool used to fulfill the darkest desires lurking deep in his soul. They collapse together onto their side, tangled up in each other's limbs: The room still spinning with the intensity of their shared passion even as exhaustion slowly starts to take its hold. Ethan and Thomas rest, their bodies entangled almost lovingly. Meanwhile, Johnny lays awake staring up at the ceiling: The events of tonight etched permanently onto his mind as he comes to terms with this new life he has chosen for himself. Despite everything he's been through, there's one thought that remains constant throughout: No matter how filthy and depraved these acts might seem, there was something undeniably tender about what he felt for Thomas—and as long as their Master granted them permission to exist in each other's twisted world, he would follow him willingly into whatever darkness lay ahead. He joins Ethan and Thomas, the slave’s head resting against his new master’s chest, hearing a faint heartbeat that helps relax him. Ethan watches his once-formidable rival crumble before him, and he can't help but feel a twisted sense of satisfaction coursing through him: Seeing the man who had once challenged his very existence reduced to nothing more than a willing slave was perhaps even sweeter than achieving dominance over Thomas just mere hours ago. Ethan realizes that his desire to see them both fully submitted under his authority is only just beginning to take shape: There will be so many more acts of humiliation and degradation awaiting them in the days, weeks, and months ahead. So the night ends with three men connected by bonds stronger than blood and fate itself: Two slaves bound together under the same master's gaze while their owner watched on approvingly from his throne atop this kingdom built upon debauchery untold.

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.

Part 3 acceptance of new life Tj woke up after a long and horny dream, and felt miserable from the chems. The room where he was sleeping was lit with a soft indirect light and he looked around for a moment. With his hand he wanted to take hold of his stiff cock like every morning to jerk off to his morning boner but he banged on the cock cage and realized that one of the last things Peter had done was lock up his cock. So now he knew why, also he felt the butt plug sit well in his hole. Not that the plug made him feel awkward but he felt it was there. In his head he started going over all that had happened the night before and whether he had made a good choice or not, but he didn't have to think about it for long because he realized very quickly that he had made the only right choice. Because of his education, he knew that the chems he was given did not change his thinking but only allowed his true feelings and needs to surface without shyness. This was how he knew that this was the right decision and that he should fully surrender to this and use his training to learn as much as he could about true self. Although he wanted to stay in bed he obliged himself to get up. He crawled out of bed and headed out of the room. The hallway was dark and he saw no switch to turn on the light. But when he took a first step into the hallway the light jumped on. Again, it was a soft stylish indirect light and he continued to explore because he had not yet seen much of his new home. He entered the living space and to his surprise there was no window anywhere. The living space was beautifully and modernly decorated and he saw a letter lying on the kitchen table. He sat down at the table and with sleepy eyes and still hungover, he began to read the letter. Boy, This is your new home during your training. I expect you to maintain it as you would maintain your own home. The frig is stocked with food and drinks so go ahead. I do want you to take care of yourself especially after a session I want you to get enough vitamins and electrolytes so you are ready for another session. Also, you are responsible for cleaning up the playroom after our sessions and cleaning the stuff we used. When you can and still want to play with yourself feel free to go ahead as well. The house is also equipped with a gym so I want you to spend at least an hour every day in the gym and take care of your body. Now for the most important things. You have a smartwatch on your wrist, with this I can monitor you, when you sleep, heart rate, etc. Should you think of running I can see perfectly where you are. We have an agreement and I want you to stick to it. The watch will also let you know when I visit. When you get notified you have half an hour to get ready before I arrive. I expect that by then you will have flushed your pussy, still be hairless, that you will have taken your dose of G which is ready in the fridge. You take the dose of G then also immediately upon receiving the message so that you are already well high by the time I arrive. I also expect you to be blindfolded and waiting on all fours in the playroom on the bed with your ass facing the door. These are the basic rules and if you don't follow them then you will suffer the consequences. Also, now and then you will get extra assignments from me like right now. In your pussy I have placed a dildo and you also have a chastity belt on that you cannot take off, so now when I come by the first time you will not be able to flush your pussy, don't worry about this. I have also now just received a notification that you are awake and will now send you a notification 6 times every hour to further inflate the dildo because the plug that is in your ass is an inflatable one. You will find the pump on your nightstand and can attach it to the plug so you can inflate it. At each report you push the pump 2 times. That way by the time I get back there your pussy will be pulled open more and I'll finally be able to fuck you. Because make no mistake boy, that cunt of yours will be one of your most important working tools. Other than that, you won't get any extra assignments. But should you want to train yourself further and make your mentor happy then I suggest you take a long dildo and try to shove it as deep into your throat as you can so that your throat trains and you can make your gag relfex disappear. Feel free to walk around your new home and feel free to explore. You can't go outside because the doors are locked, there are no windows either because I want you to be able to fully focus on your training. All the rooms are also equipped with cameras and if I want I can always check on you and see what you are doing. But I also have another gift for you. All the rooms are equipped with cameras but the playroom has the most of them all. So all our sessions are filmed and if you want you can watch our sessions whenever you want. If you set up Tv in the living space and go through the menu you will probably come across the sessions quickly. So you can enjoy your progress in clear moments. Lastly, if you were wondering where are your things that you brought with you. Those are with me, during your training you don't need clothing unless you get it from me. During your training you are constantly naked and ready to go. It was quite a stretch for Tj to process this on a sober stomach, but the main points were clear to him and he was comfortable with them. He went to the refrigerator and got something to eat and drink. There he also saw a filled syringe with a bill saying dose G to be taken when the mentor comes. He plopped himself down on the couch and was curious about the session he had already had with Peter. He turned on the TV and looked for the session. It was indeed very easy to find the session again and when he pressed play he felt that his cock spontaneously wanted to get stiff again but was stopped by his cage. While the Tv was charging to the session light up for the first time watch and TJ knew what to do, he quickly walked back to the room and looked for the little pump to attach to the butt plug. He quickly saw it lying there took it to the living room. Meanwhile, the session was already playing and Tj watched with open mouth at how professionally the session seemed to be filmed. Meanwhile, he was figuring out how to attach the little pump to the plug and with some difficulty he succeeded. He gave 2 squeezes on the pump and felt the plug inflate and his pussy begin to stretch. During that Tj sat watching the movie which did last several hours he got a few more notifications and each time he pumped the plug further. What was fairly easy to bear at first was not so easy after a few hours. His pussy was now being pulled open fairly wide and he was having trouble getting a position in the seat. The session was coming to an end and he watched Peter cum in his mouth. Tj relived this moment back in his fantasy and was stroking his body with his hands. He wanted to play with his cock again but again he felt the cage preventing him from playing with it. Tj had become extremely horny from watching the session again and went to the playroom. He wanted to make his teacher happy and prepare his throat for throat fucking. He took a thin but long dildo and put it in his mouth and pushed it as deep as he could but kept getting to a point where he couldn't go any further without starting to gag. Then he decided to change things up and relaxed and put his fingers in his throat and went as deep as he could in his throat until he gagged again. But each time he tried to go deeper and deeper and his patience and practice was rewarded because after a few attempts he managed to stick his fingers deeper. Tj didn't get much time to enjoy victory with his fingers and to further refine his technique because the watch gave a new message. Boy get ready it said. Tj knew what he had to do. He felt back nerves because he knew a new session was coming and because he also knew he would almost certainly be fucked by Peter for the first time. Somehow he was afraid of it but on the other hand he was also very much looking forward to it because then he would really know whether this slut life was for him or not. Tj hurried to the kitchen took the syringe filled with G, squirted it into a glass and poured in some fruit juice and drank it in 1 gulp. The dose was very concentrated and the taste was unbearable. He would definitely not take fruit juice next time and quickly drank another glass of fruit juice to get the taste out of his mouth. He quickly cleaned up all the stuff, cleaned the dildo he had used and put it back. Tj sat down on the bed on all fours and put on the blindfold and sat ready as his teacher had asked him to. It wasn't long before Tj felt himself getting horny slutty again because of the G and he realized that the dose he had taken now was definitely more than when he had arrived. He had become so slutty and horny by now and he quickly grabbed the pump of butt plug and gave it 2 more pumps. He felt how those extra pumps stretched his cunt open further and he began to moan lightly. Peter, by now, had already entered the room and saw that Tj had quickly pulled his cunt open some more and was quite impressed with his pupil and how quickly he had accepted his new life. For he had been following him through the cameras all day and was pleased with what he saw. Tj had not heard Peter come in yet and was in his own horny world. With his left hand he stroked his body and his sphincter constantly tightened and relaxed around the plug making it feel like being fucked. It also pushed against his prostate and was already draining pre-cum from his caged cock. His horniness also made him talk out loud. T: oh yeah fuck me with that fat cock, fuck my pussy. Oh fuck, yes. Use my hole. Tj was completely in his own dirty world and did not notice that Peter was standing next to him and looking at him amused . Peter put his hand on the end of the plug and pushed it deeper into Tj's cunt who started moaning more violently but he still didn't notice that Peter was standing next to him and he started saying out loud what was on his mind T: oh yes, that's it. More, deeper. Oh how I want so badly to ride Mr. fat cock. I want to feel him in my slut hole and want him to fill my cunt with his cum. Hmmm yes. I want him to make me a whore a real whore who lives only to be fucked. Peter couldn't believe his ears. It made him spontaneously hard to hear Tj talk like that and now he knew for sure that he had won the lottery because he had already helped many heterosexuals transform from straight to a real cumdump but Tj was still from another level. With this slut he could go all the way, Tj had completely surrendered and would exceed all expectations. Tj he would want to take in and keep because you don't often meet someone like him. Peter stood in front of Tj and let his stiff cock hang in front of his mouth. Tj smelled the horny smell of unwashed and sweaty cock and had his tongue hanging out of his mouth but was still in his own horny world. T: oh fuck, how I want so badly to suck sir's cock. Hmmmm I want to show him how deep I get his blissful fat cock in my throat already. Peter could no longer contain himself, no matter how much he enjoyed watching the spectacle. He was getting too horny by Tj's whorish behavior. P: well what are you waiting for slut, prove it to me you are already getting my cock deeper down your throat. Tj was abruptly pulled out of his horny world by hearing Peter. But he didn't have to be told the assignment twice and had no trouble getting Peter's cock into his mouth blindfolded. P: hmmm, you make sir horny boy. Look at you what a dirty boy you have already become after one session. You seem to have really found your calling. Yeah let that cock slide deep down that throat of yours Peter's words only made Tj even hornier and he let the hard fat cock slide as deep as he could down his throat. Peter was pleasantly surprised that Tj had already made a big step forward as his cock was already several inches deeper in Tj's throat before he had to gag. P: Good boy, I am proud of your progress. You are showing your commitment to your training to become a real slut. Peter withdrew his cock from the throat of Tj who still had not had enough of Peter's cock and resisted for a moment. Peter gave him a light slap to his head to call him to order. P: behave boy, know your place and do as I ask. P: stand up boy Tj stood straight and Peter undid the locks. The chastity belt fell down and Peter held it for a while longer, deflated the plug and was able to take it out of Tj's now gaping hole with no effort. Tj felt his pussy relax and a blissful feeling came over him. He stepped out of the belt and he wanted to feel his pussy with his hands. But Peter gave him a slightly harder hit against his head. P: You stay off your pussy, slut. That cunt is my property and I don't want you touching my property. P: sit on all fours slut and offer me your cunt so I can inspect your hole. Tj sat down on all fours and proudly presented his cunt to his teacher. Peter saw how the sphincter had already opened slightly and was no longer closing completely. The inflatable plug had done its job well and with two fingers he entered Tj's gaping pussy. Tj wanted more and he pushed his ass back so that the fingers disappeared deeper into his hole. P: so eager little slut. Mr. likes that. Let's see how deep you get those fingers. Tj needed no further encouragement and he pushed his ass even further back so that the fingers disappeared completely into his hole and from pure pleasure he began to moan. P: nice little slut, sir will see if your pussy can handle a thicker dildo by now. Peter took a thicker dildo than the last time he had used and he knew if Tj could get it into his hole that he was ready to be fucked by him. He took 2 nice big crystals, lube and the poppers. He poured some poppers on a cloth and put it in a mask. It placed mask on Tj's head so he couldn't help but inhale the fumes of the poppers and then also pushed the two crystals into Tj's pussy. Tj felt how his pussy began to burn back but because of the G and the constant dose of poppers he was now violently flying. Peter felt how Tj's sphincter now relaxed completely and knew the moment was right to push the dildo into Tj's cunt. He quickly smeared some more lube on Tj's pussy and dildo and placed the tip of dildo against the relaxed pussy and gently pushed it in. Tj who was now also beginning to feel the effects of tina beginning to take over his body sagged through his arms, his face was on the bed and his ass he pushed up so peter could continue working his pussy with the dildo. Through the mask peter heard how Tj was moaning blissfully. He also saw how Tj pushed his ass back to help slide the dildo into his pussy. P: hmmm yeah slut your little pussy is opened up nicely and will be ready to receive mister's fat cock. Do you want mister's fat cock in your pussy bitch Tj did hear what Peter asked but he was flying so high he could only utter moans. P: I'll take that as a yes bitch. When Peter had pushed the dildo all the way into Tj's pussy he took off the mask and blindfold and looked into Tj's flying saucers for a moment. P: Do you like it slut. Do you like feeling that thick dildo in your pussy. Tj who was still lying face down on the bed nodded. T: hmmm yes sir, this is fucking blissful. P: do you think you sir will be able to handle his cock in your pussy T: yes sir, I want you to ram it into my pussy later and fill my cunt with your cum. P: I like to believe that slut, but I will decide when and how I will fuck your pussy. T: hmmmmm, ok sir Tj sank back into his horny world and he felt the dildo being pushed out and in his pussy all the time. Peter noticed that Tj's sphincter had now completely relaxed and had no more trouble with the dildo. He pulled the dildo out of Tj's cunt and only a gaping empty hole was left behind. Peter looked proudly at his creation. P: stand up slut. Tj stood up straight and felt he was not standing firmly on his legs because of the poppers and the tina coursing through his body. Peter came to stand in front of Tj and took a firm hold of his breasts. He placed his lips on Tj's and began to kiss him hard and fiercely. Tj enjoyed every moment he felt Peter's lips and wanted to take hold of Peter to pull him closer to him but Peter wouldn't let him as he squeezed his chest harder. Peter pushed Tj to his knees and ordered him to lick his balls Tj opened his mouth sticking out his tongue and although he would rather lick sir's cock, he licked Peter's balls and gently took them into his mouth. Tj descended with his hand while to his own cock and wanted to start pulling on it but bumped on the cock cage and felt Peter slap him on the head. P: your attention should not be on your dick but mine slut. Your dick has absolutely no role to play here because look you won't get it stiff anyway. T: but. P: but what slut, did I say you can speak. Do you think you would get it hard slut. T: I'm so horny sir I think he would get stiff. P: really slut, are you so sure of that. Dare you bet for it. Tj looked at Peter with his flying saucers and was sure his cock would get hard that he agreed to a bet. P: Alright slut, I will set your dick free during our sessions and you will get 5 sessions to get your dick hard , if you succeed then you can turn the tables and you can command me something and I will do it. But if you can't get it hard then let me pierce your nipples. Do we have a deal. Peter could have asked a lot as a counter performance but he still kept it civil because he didn't want to scare Tj off. T: ok sir. P: good slut then we have a deal. Peter also knew that Tj would never get his cock stiff during a session because he would give him enough tina that his cock would remain limp. Peter undid the penis cage and put it on the table. P: enjoy it slut because as soon as the session is over that cage goes back to understood T: thank you sir. Tj felt his cock being freed from the cage and it made him feel liberated. He thought his cock would come hard spontaneously but it didn't. He pulled on it for a moment but it still remained limp. In Tj's mind this didn't make sense because he was horny as hell and in his mind his cock was so hard he could drill hole in a wall with it. But when he looked at his cock it remained small and lifeless. Peter looked with anticipation and amusement at Tj. P: what's up bitch, isn't that little cock of yours getting hard. P: a slut's dick doesn't come hard boy. You'll learn that. That dick of yours has no meaning. You'll find that out. On your knees slut and please the cock that can get hard. Tj got on his knees and eagerly took Peter's cock in his mouth and let it slide deep into his throat. Peter let Tj hone his sucking technique some more and after fifteen minutes he thought it was time to go pick Tj's flower. He pulled Tj straight and pushed him onto the bed. Tj felt the plasticized mattress touch his back and then he noticed he was bathing in sweat because it didn't take long for him to feel the sweat on the mattress. Peter went over to a table where he had a syringe ready with Tj's first slam. It was a reasonable dose, not what he was going to inject Tj with later, it was just enough to make him fly solidly but too little so he wouldn't realize or feel anything. He wanted Tj to realize and feel his cherry picked and be able to enjoy his first fuck. Tj noticed that the chems were losing their grip on his mind as he began to think more clearly again. He watched as Peter returned to him with a syringe and looked at him wide-eyed. Peter placed a tourniquet around his arm and looked for a nice vein. P: ready to fly boy. Tj knew what Peter was going to do and although he was apprehensive about this he was looking forward to his first slam. Somehow he knew this was coming, and had also made peace with the drug use yet he was afraid of the unknown and of the consequences that would follow. Tj nodded to peter. P: Are you sure slut because if I shove this syringe in your arm you will never want anything else. The pig in you will really come out then and your true nature will appear. Are you ready. T: yes sir, just wake up the pig in me. I am totally ready. Meanwhile, Peter had found a nice vein and Tj had found a small sting. Peter had seen some blood mixing with the tina in the syringe and was ready to catapult Tj to pig heaven. P: You asked for it yourself boy. Release that pig in you. Tj looked at the syringe in his arm and watched the red colored liquid disappear into his arm. Peter removed the needle from his arm loosened the tourniquet and had Tj hold his arm above his head and his pushed his finger where the needle was. Tj's heart was pounding briskly as he was waiting for the slam to strike and there it was. At first he had a weird taste in the back of his throat and felt tight around his lungs. He had to cough vigorously and then he was catapulted into the sky. He dropped his arm and head onto the bed. He didn't know what to expect but he never expected this heavenly feeling. He felt like a whore to be fucked by the whole world, his whole body was electrically charged and he needed to be used. Everything about his body begged for attention, but his pussy cried the loudest. Tj's hands raced over his body. Peter took the mask poured over a new wad of poppers and pushed it into the mask P: how's the flight slut. Tj was flying so high he could barely speak. T: Hmmm, my cunt wants your fat cock sir That was just one word for Peter and he took some more lube lubricated his pole and Tj's pussy, took Tj's legs put them on his shoulders and put his thick glans against Tj's glowing and hungry pussy. Tj felt the glans pushing against his hole and he opened his eyes and looked at Peter with hungry and longing eyes. T: Yeah sir push it in. Take my cherry and make a real cum dump of me. P: hmmmm, what a horny slut you are. I will fuck your pussy boy so that later you will think back to this moment with great pleasure. P: take the mask slut and sniff the poppers real quick Tj took the mask and sniffed the poppers firmly several times and felt the extra intoxication rise to his head and felt her cunt loosen up even more. Peter took his time and gently pushed his glans past the first barrier of the sphincter and he watched Tj close his eyes again and let out a deep sigh. Tj felt his sphincter being pulled to a maximum and moaned heavily. It was a blissful feeling to feel Sir's warm cock sliding in. He had not expected it to be such a blissful feeling and knew that this would certainly not be the last time his cunt would receive a cock. Peter felt the still narrow pussy let his cock in and tighten around it. It was as if Tj's cunt would not let go of his cock and hold it forever. Although Tj was under the influence of tina he felt and realized everything. But everything was much more intense and he wanted more, much more. His cunt had a hunger that could not be satisfied. P: hmmm what a nice tight pussy you still have boy. T: your cock is so nice and fat sir, push it deeper push it all the way into my hole. P: by the time I'm done with your pussy boy your pussy won't be so tight anymore but a nice sloppy hole. Do you want that boy a nice sloppy hole that any true man can fuck. T: oh fuck yeah. Invite all your friends sir they can come and fuck my cunt. I want to be able to make up for my damage and become a real whore. Peter meanwhile was already balls deep in Tj's cunt and let his hole get used to the size and thickness of his cock for a while and then started to thrust slowly so Tj could enjoy his first fuck for a while before he would start ramming his cunt with full force. Tj felt how peter's cock kept sliding in and out of his cunt and how his sphincter relaxed more and more. For when the fat cock first slid past his sphincter he still felt a slight pain but this was now completely gone and he could fully enjoy this heavenly feeling. He felt how his prostate was constantly massaged by Peter's cock and he felt how his belly became wet with his pre-cum. Tj felt how Mr. began to increase his pace slightly and how Mr.'s stuffed balls slapped against his ass every time he was at his deepest. T: oh my god, I don't want this to stop. I feel like the luckiest bitch there is. Tj's words only made Peter even hornier because he saw and knew that Tj was now completely sold and would want nothing more than to offer his pussy to the first best cock he could find. He had created a new cum dump and that made him horny as hell. Peter drove his pace once more and heard how Tj could only moan and watched the boy's transformation into a hungry slut happen before his eyes with every thrust he gave. He pulled his cock out of Tj's hole and pulled Tj a little further onto the bed and now crawled onto the bed himself. He pulled Tj's legs back open and as befitted a real slut now pushed his cock all the way in at once. Tj closed his eyes and opened his mouth and was moaning heavily. Peter could not restrain himself came on top of Tj. Although Tj had no experience of being fucked yet, his body knew what to do to keep the fat pole in his cunt and like an accomplished slut he tilted his ass a little and wrapped his legs around Peter. Peter placed his lips on Tj's and began to kiss him firmly. He fucked Tj like this for at least 10 min. He pulled his cock out of Tj's pussy and turned him around and ordered him to sit on all 4. Peter pulled Tj's ass closer to him and pushed his cock now without mercy deep into Tj's hole. Tj's cunt could by now handle Peter's brutal approach very well due to the quiet beginning and he heaved a deep sigh of pleasure and delight. Peter gave several firm slaps on Tj's ass that they began to see beautiful red. It gave Tj the feeling of being a lust object of a dominant man and that completely fitted into his image of his true self. He was from now on a lust object, an object of use, a hole to be fucked by a real alpha male. P: Come on horny bitch, fully surrender your cunt and let me hear how much you like being fucked Tj's head completely spinning because he had just snorted heavily on the poppers, he dropped his head back on the bed and with his hands pulled the jaws of his ass open so that his hole was pulled open some more. Peter was pleasantly surprised by Tj's effort and gave him a few more firm slaps on the ass. P: yes that's it boy, just pull that pussy of yours nice and open and let my fat dick fuck your pussy. That's what your pussy is for boy to get fucked. T: oh fuck, oh fuck, hmmmm yes sir. This is blissful. P: Shall I fill your pussy with my cum boy. Or shall I shoot it into your mouth. Tj moaned heavily due to Peter's firm thrusts T: hmmmmm. In my pussy sir and then let me lick your cock clean. P: That's spoken like a true slut boy. You are a true find. A born slut. You won't be fucking any more pussy boy. Because you won't get that cock of yours stiff for it anymore. All you'll want is to get fucked by real men. T: Oh fuck yes, fuck my hole sir. Fuck me hard. Peter could hardly hold back anymore, slapped a few more times hard against Tj's ass that was now all red and was now thrusting very hard. Tj enjoyed every thrust he received he moaned very much as he had a constant feeling that he was cumming as his prostate was over stimulated. From his flaccid cock almost a constant stream of pre-cum ran onto the mattress. P: Oh fuck boy I'm going to shoot your pussy full. Here comes your first load slut are you ready. T: Yeah sir, give it to me. I long to have a full fucked cunt. Peter growled very loudly, gave one last hard thrust and then pulled Tj hard towards him so that his pole was at its deepest. Tj felt the fat cock filling his cunt. Peter dropped one down on Tj's back and then fell on his back. P: come on boy clean that sir's cock and taste how your pussy and the cum that is in your cunt tastes. Tj had no time to catch his breath, he turned around and placed his mouth around Peter's cum coated limp cock. He tasted his cunt for the first time and the taste of his cum together brought him back to ecstasy. To enjoy it for a long time he licked the cock clean like ice cream. When Peter's cock was clean and he had regained his strength he took Tj back to his room. He gave him a glass filled with a moderate dose of G and gave him headphones and meanwhile put the cock cage back on Tj dick limp dick. P: drink up boy and then you lie down on your bed and you put the headphones on. You are welcome to sleep but you leave the headphones on your head until you get a notification. Understood. If I notice you take it off I will come and tie you up. You get the confidence from me so don't mess it up. Tj took the glass and drank it as usual in one go. By now he knew as very well what would follow and laid himself on his bed. It put on the headphones but heard nothing. At first he thought I should say something about this but decided not to say anything anyway. Peter left Tj alone again and made sure that the fridge was replenished and that Tj's next tasks were ready. After about 20 min he felt the effects of the G coming on and started to go back into a trance but still heard nothing. Then suddenly he started to hear very light moans, the moans made him sink deeper into his trance. The new dose of G combined with the other chems put him to sleep. But his subconscious caught the constant signals coming through the headphones. These were meant to change Tj's thinking. In the headphones, he heard constant sounds of a master using his slave. With then repeated phrases such as you are a cumdump, a slut, you have a den that serves only to be fucked, your cock has no use. You are a pig, you want to drink piss straight from your master's dick, you want to be slammed, you are a dirty tina whore, .... Tj's subconscious couldn't help but process everything and Tj had another horny dirty dream. A dream that changed his thinking and so transformed him from a good brave boy to a dirty slut who could only think about sex. Tj woke up because his watch gave a notification. Through the headphones he heard nothing more and he looked at the watch and saw that sir had sent him a message that he could take off the headphones and start his duties. He took off the headphones and then his hand went to his pussy. It felt a little rough and swollen from the first fuck he had received. He pushed out with his sphincter for a moment to feel inside his hole with his finger, and then the cum that was still in his pussy ran out onto his hand. Tj felt his hand getting wet with Peter's cum and looked at what had happened because this was new to him. He smelled his hand and immediately got a horny feeling from the smell. Without thinking about it, he opened his mouth and gently licked his hand. This was the first time that he was not under the influence of chems and still got horny from another man's cum. The taste was as heavenly as it was under the influence and now he knew for sure. He was gay and not just gay he was a slut. When he had licked all the cum that had left his pussy Tj tried to get up but felt lousy, the chems had pushed him into a serious dip and he pulled himself together and got up, he went to the bathroom and showered. When he got out of the shower he felt a lot better. He went to the kitchen and started his day. He took his vitamins, ate something and started his chores. He went to exercise for a while and at the end of his day he looked at the previous session. Tj began to have trouble with his balls because they were beginning to feel strained due to his inability to squirt. It was urgent that he should be able to relieve his balls one. Again he received a notification from Peter to get ready for a session. So the first few days passed and Tj had gotten a steady rhythm in his new life. He had no sense of time at all because he had no idea how long he had been in the barn. He got up, showered, did his chores and took his vitamins and in fact had almost completely forgotten his old life and he was perfectly happy. Serving Peter and only Peter was still in his head, his whole world only revolved around that. Peter trained him every day, he taught him how to deepthroat, his pussy was pulled open further and he every time after the session he got a dose of G and the headphones and although Tj offered his arm every time for slam to be able to score, still he didn't get any more for now. Peter kept him wanting high but waited a while longer to get him all fucked up. But that wouldn't last long. After the fifth session, Tj still hadn't been able to get an erection and had lost the bet. Peter would soon pierce his nipples and actually he was looking forward to that. He did find Peter's piercings in his nipples hot and then Peter would be able to play with his nipples even better. After a few days, Tj's thinking really began to change. He started thinking only about sex and wanted more and more and more. He shocked himself but he wanted to taste piss, and he wanted to be taken by several men at once. He also started having dreams about becoming poz. Where at first he was afraid of being infected, that wall began to break down more and more. He wanted to stay with Peter and wanted to be able to sleep in his bed. He also knew that only a real poz pig was allowed to sleep in sir's because he didn't want his bed to be negatively charged. The feeling was still there but buried deep in his subconscious, but the more he thought about it the more the desire to become poz began to take over his thoughts Until one morning he got up after a session and on the letter that was in the kitchen he read that he had to drink the 2 bottles of water that were ready that day but not go to the toilet.

It took a full day to arrange but eventually Paul and Carl stood in Tony’s cell asking for his help. Tony was the only man in the prison who had any influence in the outside world “So what can I do for you two?” Tony asked in a pleasant voice. He sat in his large comfortable chair as the two stood before him Paul remembered many hours kneeling before that chair with Tony’s cock in his mouth and throat Paul told him the entire story. Tony was not an evil man and family meant a lot to him. Paul hoped that would move him to give what help he could “A sad and twisted story” Tony said “There are things I could do to help free you but have you thought about the fact that you would be an ex con and pretty much penniless? How would you take care of your sons even if you could get them away from this Martin?” “I have resources in the outside world. My family has been trying to take control of them but they are firmly legally mine. When I die they will all go to charity. I have also been petitioning the Warden to let me marry Pau; for months, If he were free and as my spouse I could give him control of those assets and he would more than be able to care for his sons. I can keep my family out of them while I am in here but I can't use them so I can’t just send money to Paul’s sons” Carl said “Oh fuck Carl” Paul said. All of this was news to him, Tony's question had decimated him till Carl spoke up. Je had not thought that far yet. “You would marry me and then live without me just to help me git my sons back?” “I’d do anything for you, Paul. You are my reason for living and if you need to go to save your sons then I can live with it. I have to” Carl said taking his hand Carl looked at Tony then actually got down on his knees “I’m willing to pay any price to help Paul. You told me years ago, when I asked you to help with my situation, that the only way you would ever help me was if I became your bitch and let you rule C Block through me. I would not do that for myself but I will do it for Paul. I will suck you and let you fuck me. I Will let you control C Block, just please help him” he pleaded with tears in his eyes. This was the price he would have to pay but Paul was worth it Tony made a disgusted noise in his throat and said “Stop being such a dram queen Carl, Get the fuck up. I said those things because at the time I couldn’t help and I didn’t want you to know that. I knew you would never go for it. Pau was the best pretty girl I ever had and many times I have wished I never let him go but if he found love that true then I’m glad I sent him your way” “You have mellowed Tony” Paul said “You were never that sentimental before” “I’m dying, Paul and that gives me a new perspective on life. I’d like to do some good before I pass away and I’ve only got a couple years to do it” he replied “No one knows that but me and my Doctor so don’t go spreading it around. I’m going to look fine till close to the end so no one will know till I'm almost gone abd that's how I want it” “I can have you paroled and out of here in six months with no problem at all but you will be on probation and even a made up charge from your Ex could easily land you right back in prison. There is another option though, it will just take longer, I was going to use it for my self ut what is the point now?” Tony said He told them what he could do and why it would take so long. It was a better option but it meant Mike’s 18th birthday would pass add Marc would almost be 18 before Paul could get out “As for your petition to be able to get married, consider it approved. The Warden still owes me many favors." He said like a benevolent grand father bestowing gifts "Some advice for you Carl. Change your will and leave everything to Paul and the his boys if something happens to him. Your family has tried to have you killed three times since you have been here. They tried to hire some of my boys to do it and I would not allow it. If you get married they may try harder” Tony said “To tell the truth, part of why I am helping you is how your family tried to use my men behind my back. I’m going to make sure they regret it” Tony said, then he waved them out They walked in stunned silence back to C Block “That went better than I expected” Paul said as they stepped into their cell “You have that effect on people, Babe” Carl told him but he was amazed that Tony could be so kind Paul wrote back to Bobby, now that they had a plan A week later he and Carl were married in the prison chapel. Tony walked Paul down the aisle like a proud papa. Carl had met with his lawyers and made the appropriate changes and altered his will as Tony had advised. Paul’s own will left everything to the boys already sp no changes were needed there Strangely, Carl lost his appetite for breaking in new boys and it fell to Paul. The truth was Cark loved watching his pretty, slightly feminine looking husband show his dominant side. Paul’s personality was so at odds with his appearance. They were almost polar opposites The first time a new boy came into Block C after the wedding Carl had asked Paul to be the one to teach him his new reality and Paul had agreed eagerly Two of Carl’s men cornered the boy who was blond, smooth and muscular. he had been the bully boy in his small Midwest town but had gone to far and pot another boy his age in intensive care for a week. Carl's men quickly subdued bully boy and tied his hands together above his head, lashing them to the cell bars, then they pulled his pants off as he thrashed and kicked Paul entered followed by Carl and the two men knelt beside the struggling boy, one on each side and grabbed his legs pulling them up till they were almost touching his chest There was no preamble as Paul simply pulled out his more than ample cock, knelt between the boys legs and started pushing into his virgin neg hole “Fucking faggot!” The boy screamed at him “You are the one getting fucked” One of the men holding his legs laughed. All around the cell, men watched through the bars as Paul took this bully boy’s ass, popping that cherry and showing him what his life would be in Block C Paul was a very good top. Before he had met Martin and after the boy’s mother had died he had cut a wide swath through the gay men in his town, he managed to fuck almost all of them before Martin moved to town and captured his heart He changed his angle and soon he had the boy moaning as he pounded his prostate. The boy’s words wen from growls and curses to whimpers, groans and begging to be fucked harder “I'm poz and I'm about to knock you up Boy! I’m going to give you HIV to welcome you to C Block. If you beg real pretty for my toxic cum I may fuck you again someday” The men holding up his legs let go and the boy didn't fight so they untied his hands. He held his own legs up as Paul continued to pound him “fuck I can’t believe how much I love your cock in me! I don’t care if you are poz! I have to have more! Fuckin breed me man! Shoot that load in me!” he begged "Greedy little slut" Paul said smirking down at the boy he had just turned inti a wanton cumdump He sped up and tossed his head back. With a groan he blasted that ass full of toxic poz seed, infecting the boy for life. Paul fucked him twice more depositing three total virus filled loads before pulling out The entire cell block was impressed and gradually Paul became co-leaders with Carl, not just Carl’s husband With Carl’s support Paul’s naturally dominant personality came to the fore and soon everyone in the block respected and even feared him a little In bed Paul started to top more often as gradually, secretly, Paul became the dominant husband in their relationship. Carl loved surrendering control to this slender, feminine appearing man late at night but they didn’t dare let anyone know. It was still Carl’s muscles that kept people in line Paul tried not to think about it when Mike's 18th birthday came and passed. It was still going to be over a year before Tony’s plan could happen. “I will take back my sons from that monster” Paul though, though the pain of giving up Carl was something he didn’t want to think about ********************* Bobby held the first letter he had received from his Dad in years. Dad had written in the beginning but had eventually given up when Bobby had not written back. Bobby had never seen those letters. Martin had simply torn them up and told the boy his Dad had not written His youngest brother Marc had never really trusted Martin. He had told Bobby that dad wrote him and sent the letters to Marc’s best friend’s house but he would never show Bobby the letters so Bobby thought he was lying. That is what give him the idea to ask dad to write him here at his friend’s house though The letter read: Dear Bobby; Son, despite the circumstances I am so glad to hear from you. I have been writing Marc for years and even hear from Mike now and then. I always asked them to tell you how much I love you. I never stopped loving any of my boys! Not one bit! I always will love you all no matter what! That love is all the help I can offer at the moment and I am so sorry I can’t do more. I do have a plan but it will take well over a year. I just hope you and Mike can endure and keep your minds free of that manipulator. Never believe anything he says! Cling to the fact that it’s all lies! I have a lover here in prison and by the time you are reading this he may be my husband. When I get out I will have the resources to take care of all three of you, thanks to him I will leave it up toi you whether to warn Mike, I think knowing too soon will just worry him and maybe make him lash out in a way that will jeopardize everything, but you know him better than I do Remember! Everything Martin says is a lie! Remember I love you abd I will take you back from him someday! Your loving father Paul Bobby read the letter three times. Far from being disappointed, he had hope now! His Dad did still love him! Someday his Dad would save him from all this! Martin was lying! He didn’t deserve this at all. He would have to play along with Martin and so would Mike but just maybe they could spare Mark He would warn Mike but not till maybe a month before his birthday. Doing it sooner would just make him worry. Yes, a month should be long enough to prepare Mike and help him fight back the only way they could The wedding had taken 9 months to plan and Master… Uncle Martin! Thinking of him as "Master" just made it harder to resist. Uncle Warren had limited their activities to kissing and playing with Bobby’s nipples during their engagement Everyone thought Bobby was a bit slow. His low grades in school, his obsession with health, fitness and supplements, His lowbrow bullying tactics all fed into that image but Bibby was just unmotivated when it came to school and not really a cruel person so he took the easy route when bullying. Anyone who really looked at the supplements he took and his workout routine would see how much thought and effort he put into maintaining his body exactly how he wanted it. He didn’t want huge muscles, he wanted a slimmer perfectly proportionate body. He had worked hard and attained his version of perfection by the time he was 16 and scrupulously maintained it now That was why the stretching and growth of his nipples and especially the coming tattoo on his ass upset him so much. Mast… UNCLE MARTIN had said the tattoo would happen after Bobby tested hiv positive and that may never happen... It was easy to slip one more pill into his daily supplements… Bobby fought back the only way he could… He was on PrEP and he could get Mike on it before Uncle Martin ever touched him Uncle Warren had not questioned when Bobby had kept taking his supplements, He had everything divided into little daily packets that were east to stow anywhere and he had been taking them so long no one noticed anymore Bobby steeled himself and headed home to his brothers and “Loving husband” with at least a little protection physically and mentally. He thought of his dad’s love and promise to save him someday as menial PrEP and smiled that he could thwart Uncle Martin…. No, even the title Uncle gave him to much authority. The man was his husband and he would call him by his name in public… He was glad he could thwart Martin as much as he was, even if it was secretly A couple weeks later Bobby pretended to be sick for a few days and noticed Martin smirking when no one was looking, Bobby was playing this game as well as he could and hopefully Martin didn’t even know he was playing at all ********************* Martin did underestimate Bobby, it was easy to do. He had decided to wait thill he had been fucking Mike long enough for them both to be poz to have them tested. The mews of the double infection would be so sweet. That was only six or seven months away. He knew it generally took about three months for someone to actually test positive after infestation Things were going well. The younger two boys suspected nothing. They were gradually getting used to Bobby and he as a couple and growing more comfortable when they acted affectionate towards each other, Bobby was slowly losing his stiffness and even seemed to return the affection sometimes The first week after the honeymoon Martin had been sitting watching a movie in the living room with the boys, his arm casually draped around Bobby’s shoulder He had Bobby wearing those skin tight shorts he loved seeing his husband/slave in as well as a ceop top shirt that cut off at mid chest. Martin was not really paying attention to what he was doing as he idly played with Bobby’s nipple, pulling and pinching it. Daily pumping sessions were having the desired effect and Bobby’s nipples were very noticeably growing, they were nice, half inch tall nubs now and Martin loved playing with them He noticed a look of disgust on Mike’s face that the nearly 18 year old boy quickly hid when he saw Martin look at him. “I will make him even bigger once I have taken him as my slave” Martin thought and his cock stirred at the thought. That evening Bobby got fucked three times and Martin worked his nipples the entire time ************************* Bobby had a problem. When they were in bed or in the dungeon he could only think of Martin as “Master” because his treacherous body craved the tings Master did to it. Even worse he found himself giving in mentally each time, only to snap out of it once he came down off the pleasure high He was even starting to crave the pain. Master regularly spanked and even used a crop on him, There had not been any flogging... Yet. Master seemed to be working up his pain tolerance slowly “I want my beautiful wife to enjoy it when I hurt him , I wouldn’t want to cause actual damage either. Don’t worry, we will get there eventually” Master had told him the first time he had used the crop on him Each swat stung then faded as Master expertly applied the flexible riding crop to his ass and back. He was not bound but rather held a metal bar suspended above his head “Do not let go of that bar or things will get much worse for you. Remember you make ne and I’m only doing it because, deep inside, you want me to hurt you because you know you deserve it ” Master had told him and grinned as the words made Bobby’s cock spring to attention. Bobby was in a constant war. Logic, truth and his dad’s distant love and far off promise warred with lust, physical pleasure and Master’s mind fucking, twisted, evil, insidious words that manipulated him at evet opportunity. Bobby lost every single time and the conditioning sank farther in Only after his lust was sated did sanity return. He hated Master even as he craved what the man did to him. Even worse, he was starting to hate himself for giving in every time and he knew that self recrimination was just another tool he was powerless to stop Master from building into him ****************************** Mike sat staring at his brother open mouthed “You are making all this shit up! No way Uncle Martin is that evil! He’s never laid a finger on me or Marc!” he told Bobby who sat, for once dressed in normal clothes, not those tight, colorful, skimpy things he had started wearing since he had started dating Uncle Martin. Even in a normal shirt Mike could see the mounds where his brothers nipples bulging the fabric “These may convince you” Bobby said and handed him three letters “They are from Dad, I have been writing him since just before the wedding” Mike read all three. They were pretty much the same “I love you, I’m working on getting out to save all three of you, you have to play along to protect Marc’s health. I’m sorry I can’t do more now” “Fuck… it’s really true?” Mike asked Bobby nodded. “Master… I mean Martin will tell you all about it on your 18th birthday, like he did me. You won’t get the grace period I got though. There is no wedding to plan. He will probably force you into sexual slavery that day” “I won’t do it! I will run away first!” Mike said “I’m not stupid and weak like you!” Bobby didn’t even flinch, He expected this. Mike had always thought he was stupid. He had just never actually said so before “Sure, go ahead and do that. I’m sure you will love living on the streets with no money, Do you notice Martin never lets us have cash? He makes us use those debit cards and you know he freaks if we take even a $20.00 cash advance. Do you know how fast he can cut that debit card off? How long do you think it will take Marc to start getting sick or even die without his inhaler and meds?” Bobby laid out the facts brutally, he had no patience for bluster and bravado “If you can think of a way out of this that won’t make us homeless and maybe kill Marc, let me know/ I’ll wait while you use your oh so smart brain to solve a problem I have been working on for almost a year. Not even dad can come up with an immediate solution” Bobby said. He sat back and assumed a relaxed position with an exaggeratedly bored look on his face “I’m waiting of brilliant one” He mocked after a few minutes Finally Mike sighed “I can’t come up with a damned thing. I’m sorry I called you stupid and weak” he said “Oh I’m weak alright” Bobby said “I only hope you can keep your mind free better than I do. I may need you to drag me out of this someday” The self loathing in Bobby’s voice made him cringe. A year ago Bobby had been so self confident. Such a strong, outgoing man. His big brother had been his hero growing up. Yes, maybe he wasn’t the brightest bulb in the bunch and yes he was a bully but never to his brothers. Mike had tried to measure up to his Big Brother but always felt he fell short. Uncle Martin had turned his hero into this self loathing shell in a single year, Mike knew Bobby was still a hero. He had shielded his brothers from all of it as long as he could. He had never once given a hint of what Uncle Martin was doing to him till he had to. “Listen to me, Big Brother. You are my hero and I love you so much. I know I have to go along with it. I don’t have a choice, but you protected me as long as you could and you are still protecting Marc. You are not weak. You are a hero and I will always think so” Mike said, He had to help rebuild the Big Brother he knew and adored Mike sat next to Bobby and held his Hero, Bobby broke down and sobbed into his Little Brother’s chest “Shhhh Big Brother, we will get through this together. We will hold out till dad rescues us. You have me to support you now and I will need your support too I think” Mike said He didn’t have any illusions, He may be a bit smarter than Bobby but Bobby’s defenses, limited though they were, had been brilliant. He was doing everything he could to limit the damage. Mike knew that he would probably be no less susceptible to Uncle Martin’s manipulations, both physical and mental When Bobby got control of himself he said “Here is what we are going to do. For starters, you are going to start working out and taking supplements…” ********************** Martin was thrilled when Bobby got Mike to start working out, His second slave-to-be was just a bit flabby. He assumed Bobby did it out of devotion to him and he was sure he had almost totally conquered his wife. He rewarded Bobby with a brutal fuck and make out session Mike’s body was really starting to improve by his 18th birthday. He and Bobby took the boy out for a lunch on that special day and Martin enjoyed the look of shock on Mike’s face as Martin shattered every illusion he had about what his life was going to be. The thing that truly got Martin excited was the look of helpless shame on Bobby’s face though ******************** Martin didn’t know how badly he was underestimating both boys. With Mike’s support and love Bobby’s psyche had improved as much as Mike’s body had He still gave in every time Master pushed him but he was beginning to see that it wasn’t his fault. He was learning to let go of the guilt and the control as soon as his body would let him, It was still a war but with Mike’s help he was at least loosing at a slower rate, For now that was the best he could hope for The looks on his and Mike’s faces had been practiced in a mirror many times till they were perfected Master had two opponents now and they were getting better at the game every day ********************************************************************************************************* Next Chapter: Mike's downfall Let me know what you think Scanbu

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I'm very verbal when I've got a cock inside me. I've got a foul mouth and I expect the top to have one too. By being verbal I want him to know how much pleasure he is giving me. Likewise, as he fucks me I want him to tell me exactly what he is experiencing in the filthiest terms possible. Then, when he about to explode and ready to fill me with his seed I want to sense the build-up in the loudest way so that I can do everything in my power to make his orgasm as powerful as possible.

So I was at this quiet little bar in the north side of Houston, jukebox music not too loud, 2 sections of the place, better lit pool table area and darker bar area. Pretty empty, too, just a few people playing pool. Short distance from my hotel, too, only more woodsy. My conference was over and I was taking an extra day to relax before flying back home to Oklahoma. I was on my 4th bourbon and 7. The bartender was an attractive guy in his 40s, solid built, Hispanic, good conversation, he was good at getting me to open up, asking lots of questions and making me some strong drinks. We both took a few breaks from talk, me checking my phone for wife and family texts, he walking a little further away to make calls, never breaking eye contact with me as he spoke. Around 1am, the couple playing pool left, leaving me and the bartender. I had a really strong buzz going. I was about to leave, myself, but he said if I stayed, he’d appreciate the company and that I’d enjoy meeting some friends of his who were getting off work. He asked what I’d like, and I said, surprise me. He went back to the cooler and added some ingredients to a shaker then came back and mixed some liquor in. Poured it into 3 shot glasses and lined them up for me. Triple threat, he called it. Just then, 2 guys in construction gear came in looking around like they were looking for someone. Black guy, thick hair, full beard, build, tall, about 6’4” easily, 250lbs. The other, dark haired white guy, similar build, goatee with handlebar mustache. “He’s over here,” said the bartender. He looked at me and said, “I hope you don’t mind, I mentioned I met a new friend and they should join us.” “Did you lock the door?” He explained that since it was slow, might as well make it a private party, if it was cool with me. I did 2 shots back to back- “ugh, what is in these? Damn, they’re bitter! He laughed and told me to just relax. The guys came over and started talking to me, although I know most of my words were slurring a bit. Bartender went about the bar, picking up empty glasses and bottles in a rolling cart. The guys were super friendly, putting their arms around me as they shared stories. I could smell the sweat of a hard day’s work on them, smelled kind of nice, like we were doing some kind of guy thing. But my arms were getting heavier and so was my bladder. I told them to give me a minute to go take a leak. Bartender saw I was woozy and came up with his cart. “Restroom?” he asked. “Yeah, but I think I drank a little too much.” “No problem, me and the guys can help, haha.” He cleared the cart and leaned me over it. The guys were talking, too, but I can’t remember what they were saying, only they were laughing and rubbing my body, probably to sober me up. Felt kind of good as they rubbed my inner thighs. So there I was, bent over against a rolling cart as they rolled me to the restroom. I can remember it was pretty dingy with a big utility sink and a hose connected next to a rolling bucket and mop. I was in and out of consciousness, but smiling as I felt them touch my body. In fact, for some reason, I wanted them to touch my body more and more, especially my inner thighs and ass. I’m not sure who said what, but I remember my arms across their shoulders, someone undid my pants- in fact, they took them completely off- and I was able to take a leak. I remember it wasn’t in the urinal but into a jar. I was dizzy and feeling good. Someone said,”did you get all of it?” They said yeah, good thing this jar was around. Did you get it on the camera? Yeah. They bent me over the cart again and I rested like that for a few minutes. I can see what’s going on at this point but my body can’t really move to stop anything. They wheel me to the big sink and turn the hose on. Next thing I feel my ass filling up with coolness and I know the hose is in my ass. They pull it out and everything flows into the big sink. They do it again several times till one says, good? And they’re like, yeah. And bent over, the guys wheel me back to the bar. They pull me up and now, I’m slumped over the bar, cool breeze against my bare wet ass. “Good thing the kitchen is closed, the cook won’t mind a little grease missing,” as someone puts a container of lard next to my face. My head and chest on the bar, they take my legs and open them, resting them on 2 of the barstools. My ass now elevated in the air. I see a hand reach in the can then feel fingers against my anus. It rubs and feels so good. It presses in a little, and the sensation is electric. I’ve never played with my butt. Suddenly a finger slips in. I moan loudly slurring, it’s so big! They laugh, “you ain’t seen nothing, my friend!” I hear someone speaking: “If he’s feeling that, I better do something. Good thing we got these test tube shot containers. Hand me the last shot glass.” I feel something slightly sting as a liquid slides in my ass. The stinging stops, and I relax again. Whatever was in the glass got completely absorbed in my rectum. “I should probably get going.” They assure me they are taking good care of me as more grease and fingers start sliding in my anus. Relax and breathe, they say. “Here, mine is the smallest, I’ll go first.” I feel three fingers spreading my hole. It stings a bit, but at that point, I can’t even lift my body. 4 fingers, then.... knuckles. Pushing. Firmly. In. I moan loud. “He’s enjoying it!” All of a sudden, the pressure is gone and there’s something lodged in my ass. What’s in my ass, I ask groggily. Just my little wrist, says the Latino construction guy. Yeah, the other two guys cheer as I see flashes go off. I pass out slightly as I feel his hand gently moving back and forth in my ass. No telling for how long... Until he pulls out! Owwwwww!, I yell as he completely pulls his hand out of my ass. I’m breathing hard, adjusting to the temporary pain of having my ass expanded. “Wow, you pulled out with your fist balled up! And he’s just a beginner!” I had to so he could stretch some for your big paws!” “You got a point,” said a deeper voice. I then see a dark skinned large workman’s hand reach into the jar of lard with a good amount. I know what’s coming up at this point and all I can mumble is, “more...” meaning more lube if they’re doing that again to me. They laugh and the deep voice says he’s going to give me more, more than I can handle. The bartender says, hold on, let me help him adjust- pulls out a little brown bottle, puts a little of the contents on a cloth and sticks the cloth in my mouth. Breathe, buddy. I inhale and the fumes go deep into my lungs as I feel the bunched up fingers push firmly into my ass. I see white, and pass out. I come to again and my anus is feeling completely expanded. It hurts but it feels good. I moan in pleasure. “He’s awake,” someone says, and then tells me congratulations. I mumble, why? They then pull someone’s phone in front of my face and I see the whole video of the hand firmly but slowly, slowly slowly going in till it is halfway to the elbow inside my ass. There’s a tinge of pink in the grease around his arm and I can’t tell if that’s my anal ring or something else. I’m scared and want to cry but at the same time, I’m excited. The arm then begins to fuck me slowly and deeply... I slide a little back into unconsciousness...

Continued! Ryan got a text at 4 PM Jack - Dude I am so horny I almost want to blow my girl off and go suck some dick. Ryan - You sound like you need it bad (Ryan thought fuck I better get there early if he decides to go so I can be in the booth first) Jack - I hope there is a BBC to suck Ryan - Sure you are ready to start there? Jack - My mouth waters every time I think about one sliding through a glory hole. Ryan - Bet that looks hot (Ryan was rock hard and wanted BBC more than he could believe) Jack - I really want to but my girl would kill me. Ryan - Better not piss her off. Jack - Yea it is only another day or so. Ryan - You can wait, it will be worth it. Jack - I believe you bud, totally ready! Jack - Have a great night bud! Ryan - You too! Jack Sent out a text to two BBC's (two poz) Brian, Dylan nd Wayne (three white poz dicks) Hey got back responses and Brian and Wayne could be there at 4:50 and the rest would follow. I told then to bring poppers and Impact and T. One said he would bring some G in a needless syringe Brian. It was 4:45 and Ryan set out to head to the hole. I wanted to get there before anyone else could take the center. He committed to only suck dick tonight, not to let anyone fuck him. He entered the bathroom at 4;52 and there were guys in the stalls. He was disappointed until he go to the center stall and no one was there. He quickly entered and leaned forward and a dick quickly slide through. Wayne with his thick white dick and it was leaking already. Ryan licked the head and sucked it and Wayne inched his cock into the boys mouth. Ryan sucked that big dick and loved it but wished he could practice with some BBC. He needed to get this guy off so a BBC could take his place. Ryan herd a whisper to come here. He pulled off Wayne's dick and looked at the other hole and headed over and Brian gave him one hit each nostril and then two and finally four both sides before tell him to go suck that cock slut. Ryan went back and sucked his dick like no tomorrow deep throating it getting Wayne really close. Brian whispered again, slut but your ass up to the hole and let me eat your cunt. Ryan pulled off and hesitated trying to decide to go with his desire or to ignore him and keep sucking. Wayne recovered while Ryan struggled and then finally gave in and put his ass up the hole and Brian started eating that cunt. Ryan moaned not even sucking dick and Wayne fed him poppers as Brian ate his cunt and got him really wet. Brian spit three time and Ryan thought he was gonna get that big dick again but instead a hard plastic feeling like a toy was slide into Ryan's ass and he almost pulled off but Wayne gave him his dick to distract Ryan and Brian hit the plunger and gave the boy some G. He pulled the syringe out and spit on the kids hole again and slide in two chards and then started eating the boys cunt again. Ryan was moaning but pulled off Wayne's dick and grabbed it and lined it up with his hole and slide onto it. Wayne fucked that little cunt and Ryan bent down to suck Brian and had to tap on the hole and Brian slide his dick head through. Ryan sucked the head and nursed it and Brian fed him more of his dick. Wanye was panting and fucking that cunt and then slammed all the way in and gave a guttural moan and shot his poz load in the boy. Fucking slut Brian yelled, suck that mans dick off. Ryan pulled off and sucked Wayne's big dick clean while putting his ass up to the hole like he had been conditioned. Brian slide in and fucked Ryan like the whore he has become. Brian called him a fucking slut and cunt meat, faggot boy while he fucked and he nursed Wayne's dick and it did not take long before Wayne shot another load in the back of Ryan's throat. Good whore boy. Hope another dick comes soon so you can swallow more nut Brian called out. Wayne bolted but gave Ryan several his of poppers before he left. Ryan was moaning and growing when in walked Dylan and in no time stuck his dick through the hole and let Ryan suck and gag on him. Fuck Dylan moaned, I have missed that hot mouth. You are one hot cock sucking whore! Fuck air tight you fucking fag. Brian could not hold back and shot a huge poz load up Ryan's cunt. He kept his dick hard by slowly fucking the boy and saying shit like that's it a fucking cock sleeve for big dirty dick. That fucking cunt is so hungry I bet you want another load and loads all night. I am gonna text some buds to come use that beautiful sleeve for dirty dick. Ryan was not taking it all in and was overwhelmed with Dylan telling him what a hot cock sucker he was and Brian calling him a dirty cock sleeve (sleeve for dirty cock is what Brian said but not what Ryan heard) Before long Brian worked up another load and his balls tightened and he unloaded deep in the boy again. This time he pulled out and told Ryan to get the fuck over to the hole and clean his dick off. Ryan obeyed and sucked Brian clean and Brian let him suck and clean him and then pulled out and put his dick away. Then he bent down and told the kid to open his mouth and he spit in it three time and he told Ryan to swallow it. Ryan looked at him through the hole and Brian said fucker you have a dick to suck right over there. Get on it and show me that cummy hole. Ryan went back to Wayne and sucked his big dick, put his hole up and Brian could see cum leaking out of it. He grabbed two chards and slide them in with the cum and then sucked his finger clean. With that he walked out and never said a word. Dylan had let him suck his dick and told him to give up that cunt you fucking whore. Ryan turned around and worked Dylan's thick dick up his cunt. Ryan was so wet his hole opened up and Ryan backed up on that big dick. Dylan fucked Ryan and made him moan and tell him he loved his big dick. He was moaning like that when two guys entered the booth next to him. Ryan kept moaning and slowly a dick appeared with a prince albert. Wow, it was really hot but what do I do with it he thought. His head was really fat and his dick was leaking all over the ring. The dick was dark but not black maybe brown Ryan could not figure it out but knew is has felt like magic and the cock was so wet he had to lick the PA and suck the head to make sure he could take the precum. The guy slowly inched his dick to the back of Ryan's throat and the metal made Ryan cough. The guy pulled out slowly and his dick disappeared. Ryan waited and another cock appeared, This one was pale white and uncut long and thin and Ryan sucked the dick and let him work his throat eventually. Dylan did not last long and shot his load in me. I turned around and sucked hid clean and put my ass up to the hole. A finger slide inside me, then two and finally three. not sure which one was fingering me but it was rough and it felt good and hurt at the same time. Dylan sat on the toilet and watched, he seemed to know there were two guys in there. The guy fingering Ryan told him to slide his ass under the stall, Ryan hesitated but did it, then the other guys said unlock your both, Ryan reached and got it unlocked and the tall skinny guy with the long thin dick came over. He looked to be 25 or so, he pulled his shirt over his head he was lean and fuck, no hair and a tat of a scorpion. The guy on the other side was still finger fucking Ryan and this young guy told him to open my mouth and he fed Ryan his cock and Ryan sucked it and then this innocent looking guy grabbed Ryan's head head and started to face fuck Ryan as his long dick started to fuck Ryan's throat. The guy on the other side stopped fingered in Ryan and slide his big dick and prince albert up Ryan's cummy ass. The guy was fucking Ryan with a PA and Ryan thought fuck that is gonna tear up my ass. He had more pressing things as he could not breath and he thought he was going to pass out. He struggled to break free but could not and then the kid let him free and he gasped and coughed and he now could hear the guy behind him saying Braid said this was a fucking hot cock sleeve and he was right. Jonny this cunt is a fucking masterpiece. Jonny was his name Ryan thought and then Jonny grabbed the kids head and slide his cock back into his throat. He held it there and made the kid try to swallow. He slapped his head and said fucker swallow. It hurt but Ryan eventually swallowed around his dick and the guys moaned. Ryan started to pull away and Jonny held him tight and then finally let him free and again Ryan coughed and gasped. It was for less time this round. This continued for the next 15 minutes till Ryan hardly gagged or coughed and Jonny told him good boy, Just about then the guy on the other said came in Ryan's ass and pulled out and spit on his ass and zipped up and left. Jonny stayed in the booth but tapped the hole and Dylan was rock hard and slide his dick through, Johnny gave Ryan some poppers and then guided his head over and told him to open his mouth and he pushed his head deep on Dylan's cock and Ryan coughed and gagged. Jonny did this three more time and just then Ryan and Jonny heard and something spray and a rag was passed through the other hole. Jonny pulled Ryan off Dylan's thick cock and put the rag in the boys mouth and held hid nose and told him to bread and then to breath again. The kid was about to pass out and blacked out. Jonny pulled the rag out and passed it rough and shoved Ryan back on that big cock and down his throat and held Ryan there while Dylan fucked his throat. Dylan got really close before Ryan came to and had to get some air. Jonny pulled Ryan off and the Spray sound and the rag was pass to Jonny and he held Ryan's nose and the kid blacked out and he shoved him back on Dylan's cock and Dylan fucked Ryan's throat stretching it and after another minute shot his load deep down the kids neck. Ryan came to and needed to breath but Jonny kept his head there and said swallow fucker and Ryan did his best and then Dylan pulled out and tucked his dick in his pants and left. Jonny's dick was rock hard and Ryan tried to suck it but he grabbed his head and guided him to the other hole. In came the rag and the bottle this time. The rag was put in Ryan's mouth and he breathed and then Jonny did it again and pulled the rag out and grabbed Ryan's head and impaled him on the most beautiful big black dick had to be 10 inches. Ryan took that BBC deep but started to cough and gag with him deep, an inch deeper than Dylan and just as thick if not thicker. Jonny let him up and gave him more Impact and shoved his neck down on that BCC and it stretched his throat enough to go all the way in and the guy fucked hid throat. He moaned and said fucking nice throat. This went on back and fourth for ten minutes and then the guy said give me his ass. Jonny turned him around and backed him up at the hole and let that big cock fuck Ryan's cummy hole and just then the door opened and Ryan sprayed and put the rag in the kids mouth and then pulled out the rag as an even bigger BBC slide through. Jonny lined up his mouth and impaled the kid on this guys rock hard dick. It must have hurt but Jonny did not care but instead felt the kids neck and the outline of the huge dick. The guy fucking him slammed into Ryan and came hard. Jonny pilled right up and made him suck and clean off that dick and take him down this throat and while he was impaled Jonny said Dirty Cum? The guy only said one work Yep! The other guy said, if he wants more get him over here, you dirty too. Fuck yes give him to me. Jonny gave him impact again and shoved his head down on the dick and he rubbed Ryan's throat and let the fuck his throat and then pulled him off and to get air and back down and let the guy fuck him for ten minutes off and on and Jonny knew the guy was close and he told Ryan to swallow once, then twice and finally on the third time the guy show his dirty load down Ryan's neck. Jonny told Ryan to get dressed as the guy left and Ryan did and so did Jonny. Give me your pone and Ryan did and he called his and told him to follow him but 10 feet behind him to his apartment. He grabbed Ryan's face, you got that? Ryan said yes. Jonny text two buds to see if either was free and Marco was. Marco started heading for Jonny's apartment. Jonny Ryan were there and Jonny took him in side and told him to get undressed. Ryan complied and his ass was so wet he told him to follow him and put him on the toilet and let the cum out. Ryan did and then told Ryan to get into the shower which he did and the washed up and then dried off. Ryan was still fucked up and then he took Ryan to his room and kissed him. Ryan really liked it, They made out for a few minutes and then He told Ryan to get on his knees. Ryan did and opened his mouth and Jonny fucked his throat, pulled out and got on the bed and jacked his dick while he lifted his legs. Eat my ass boy, Ryan got down and eat Jonny's little ass hole. It was tight and tasted amazing, Jonny moaned and called him the best little whore he ever found. Jonny pulled up on the bed and told Ryan to get up and suck his dick. Ryan did and after several minutes he told Ryan it was time. Jonny lubed up his dick and told Ryan to side on it. Ryan did and Jonny went in easy and then Jonny pilled him in and Marco had left himself in and brought his room mate Rocco. Marco knew it was time to double penetrate this slut, Jonny had text him and Margo grabbed the lube and lubed up and got right behind Ryan and pressed against Jonny's dick and the boys hole and popped in with his thinner dick, just as long as Jonny but thicker. Ryan went to pull up and Jonny held him there and the boy was moaning and whimpering and Rocco brought him some poppers and fed him several hit and the boy calmed down and just moaned. Ryan's hole relaxed some and as Jonny and Marco's dicks rubbed in that hole Marco shot his first load in Ryan. Marco moaned and left his dick in for a minute and pulled out and told Rocco it was his turn and fed Ryan his cummy dick to clean off. Rocco go behind Ryan and slapped his big dick on Ryan's ass and he told Marco he was on popper duty and Marco fed him eight hits. Rocco lubed up his dick and pressed against Jonny and that cummy hole and after several tries forced his dick in that hole with Jonny and Ryan begged them to stop, please,no, it hurts. Marco grabbed the impact on the dresser and sprayed it and fed the boy the rag and he zoned out and both Rocco and Jonny fucked him till they both shot almost at the same time. Ryan was worn and the guys all got up and left him there. They had a drink out in the living room. Soon the guys left and Jonny went back in and got up next to Ryan and cuddled with him as he made out with him a little and then let his hand slide down to his cummy well worked hole and slide two fingers in him and then three and finally four fingers in his cunt. He whispered to Ryan, you have a beautiful pussy boy. They feel asleep like that with Jonny's fingers in Ryan's boy cunt.

The ginger man left and closed the door behind him. Tom flopped over onto his back on the bed, his cock, already hard again, pointed up towards his stomach. Without really thinking about what I was doing I moved over and sat down on Tom’s beer can thick cock and began slowly riding him. “So I guess you want more then birthday boy,” Henry asked smiling. “I wanna take loads till my hole is comepletly full.” Somewhere in the back of my mind I once again shocked myself. Taking Henry’s cock had changed something in me and I needed to be fucked senseless. There was also a part of me that knew that after tonight it would be a long while before I would make it out of my parent’s house to get fucked so I had better take it while I could. “Well then,” said Tom, moving around behind me on the bed, “why don’t Tom and I get your new boycunt nice and stretched out and then take you to the sling room and tell them you’re open for business.” “That sounds amazing,” I replied. “I knew you were gonna be fun when I saw you.” Tom grabbed my by the hips and pushed me down on his cock, and Henry started to press his cock head against my already filled hole. “What are you doing!” I almost screamed. “Just relax birthday boy, you’ll love it.” I took a deep breath and Henry dribbled a big glob of spit onto his cock as he increased the pressure. Slowly I could feel my hole giving way and opening up for his cock. Then suddenly my hole gave way and Henry sank balls deep into my ass, his cock pressed against Tom’s. It was like losing my virginity all over again, I was being stretched in all new ways and I loved it. Jesus, what had taking that first cock done to me, I just wanted my hole to be stretched wide by cock all the time. I was full and yet I felt so loose it was unbelievable. Ecstasy washed over me with each deep thrust of the two thick cocks inside of me. I leaned down and kissed Tom and he twisted my nipples hard, and then I twisted around to kiss Henry who forced his tongue deep into my mouth. The two of them were building up speed hammering away harder and harder. They seemed to be competing with each other to see who could slam me the hardest and who could cum first. The cum from my first three loads sloshed out around their dueling cocks and they both worked their way towards cuming again. I felt like my hole was getting looser and loosed as they pounded away, and I started to push myself back on them dreaming of the cocks I would take in the sling room. Then Henry grabbed my shoulders and bottomed out inside of me and shot his load, this sent Tom over the edge who started cuming just seconds after Henry. Henry collapsed on top of me and I feel forward onto Tom in such a way that my face was now in his hairy sweaty pit. I took a deep breath attempting to regain composure after my last breeding and got a big whiff of Tom’s ripe pit. It was amazing, it smelled vaguely like a locker room but instead of being disgusting it was arousing. I pushed my face further into his put and started licking at the dense hair. Tom groaned and thrust his once again softening cock into my hole a few times. “You like the taste of my pits boy?” I looked up from my new favorite thing, “God yes!” “You should taste them after I work out they’re even better.” Tom fucked his quickly hardening cock into me a few more times. Henry clambered off of out pile and said, “Now don’t start breeding him again or we’ll never get the kid to the sling room.” Tom pushed his cock in as deep as it would go one more time and then relaxed allowing his dick to pop from my ass. “You ready to go to the sling room boy,” Henry asked. “Fuck yeah!” I jumped off of the bed and grabbed my towel from where it lay discarded on the floor from earlier. “Why don’t you leave that here and show off your new cummy slut cunt to all the guys on the way there, maybe even draw a bigger crowd. “ “Ok!” “Damn, the kid’s become a slut in just two hours,” Tom commented. Two hours? Was that all it had been. My life was changing fast. “Lets go get you bred stupid kid,” Henry said, opening the door and leading us out into the hallway.

Tom’s style was merciless, he pounded my hole with only his pleasure in mind. The head of his beer can thick cock frequently would slip from my hole and he would simply slam it back inside. I must has been screaming with joy as he opened my ass wider still using only the Henry’s cum as lube. “Man you take cock like a pro for just having your cherry popped kid,” Tom commented as he hammered away. “You like my cum filled ass?” “Jesus yes. I hope you’re ready for another load cause I’m going to fill you up.” He quickened his pace and switched from bucking long dick fucking to jack hammering his engorged tool into my now swollen and stretched sphincter. As he hammered away I could feel spurt after spurt of cum shooting deep into my intestines till at last Tom was still and he held his cock inside my hole while he caught his breath. A thin layer of sweat had formed over the man and he looked like a Greek God from where I lay. Slowly Tom slid his now soft cock out of me and collapsed on the bed next to me. He pulled my face towards him and kissed me again stuffing his tongue in my mouth. “You’re gonna be popular with a hole like that.” “I can’t believe I’ve gotten fucked twice already. I thought I would be lucky to find maybe one guy to fuck me, but two. Wow.” “You could get more,” Henry chimed in, “the night’s still young.” Henry crawled on top of me and kissed first me and then Tom before sliding down my body and lifting my legs in the air exposing my hole once again. “Damn, you really stretched out his hole with that cock of yours,” he commented to Tom and began to lick around my swollen hole. He was rewarded with a small glob of cum that I felt leak from my hole and Henry put my legs down to move up and kiss Tom with their loads still in his mouth. I watched them pass the cum back and forth between the two of them before it was returned to Henry’s mouth and he moved his way down Tom’s body. At first it looked as though he were only going to suck Tom’s cock but then he lifted Tom’s legs like he had just done mine exposing the jock’s round beautiful furry ass and dove in hungrily. Henry pushed the cum he held in his mouth into Tom’s hairy hole with his tongue and then licked his way up the boy’s taint and cock before briefly swallowing his cock hole. Henry pulled off of Tom’s cock and looked up at the now panting jock, “Man I wanna fuck you.” “God yes! But I haven’t been fucked in a long time so it’ll take some work to get your monster up my shoot.” “How about this, our young friend here will eat out your hole while I go find his next top so I can breed your sweet ass while he gets one more load before I take him to the sling room.” “Sounds like a deal,” and Tom spun around on the bed so that his hole was right in my face. “Sure,” I said staring at Tom’s tight pink pucker surrounded by dark brown hair. “Any preference on whose next kid?” “The thicker the better,” the coarseness of my own statement surprised me a little, “I liked feeling all stretched out around your cocks,” and I reached back to finger my own hole while I moved my face closer to Tom’s ass.