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Hey guys hope you read part 2 link above. And I hope you’re enjoying the read there will be probably 3 more parts. Part 3 The next morning arrived in a haunting stillness, the air crisp and cool as Alex stirred awake, his head pounding from the remnants of last night’s excess. Fragments of the wild night drifted through his foggy mind, but he couldn’t tell what was real and what was merely a dream. As he slowly rose, the eerie quiet of the house unsettled him—Mikkel’s room was empty. How had he even gotten home? Confused, and feeling a restless energy in his body, Alex stepped into the shower. The warm water did little to soothe his nerves or clear the haze clouding his memories. He headed downstairs, still caught between the sharp ache of his hangover and the strange thrill of his fragmented recollections. “Hey,” came a low voice from behind. Alex flinched, his heart pounding as he spun around. Tom stood there, watching him with a knowing smirk. In the blur of last night, Alex had completely forgotten Tom was back. “Did you have fun last night?” Tom asked, his eyes narrowing with curiosity. “I… I can’t remember,” Alex muttered, his voice barely above a whisper, unsure if he wanted to recall whatever had transpired. Without warning, Tom stood and crossed the space between him in one swift movement, his hand closing around Alex’s ass, firm and deliberate. Alex’s breath hitched, his heart racing in confusion and something else he didn’t quite recognize. He tried to step back, but Tom held him, his touch lingering just a moment too long. “What about this?” Tom’s voice was a low murmur, his gaze piercing. Before Alex could respond, Tom’s grip tightened, and in one fluid motion, he flipped Alex over, pinning him in place. The suddenness of it left Alex breathless, caught between fear and an undeniable, magnetic tension. Tom's lips pressed firmly against Alex's neck, his teeth grazing the skin just enough to send a shiver through Alex's body. A surge of panic rose in him, and he instinctively tried to pull away, but Tom's hold was firm, his presence overpowering. Just when Alex thought he might break free, Tom went down pulling Alex’s orange shorts down. He then stuck his tongue into the soft freshly showered hole, savoring the sweetness with closed eyes biting and licking those sweet boy buns, lost in the pleasure of it. He got up, and pulled out his cock and started to place it around Alex’s hole, but Alex shook his head gently. "I don't like men," he murmured, his voice trembling. Tom chuckled, his eyes dark with mischief. "You liked it last night," he said softly, his hand brushing against Alex's hard cock filled with pre cum "See? I knew you liked it." Tom bit down on Alex’s neck scared he tried to escape but Tom’s hold was to strong Tom started to stick his cock into Alex deeper and deeper see you like it. Tom than started to fuck Alex slowly but than faster and harder Alex moaned with each thrust. Alex couldn’t say no or escape Tom was to strong oh man this ass feels amazing Tom screamed. Oh man I can’t last too long I’m getting close! Tom said noooo don’t please Alex cried out loud I’m not gay. Tom than rested his head on Alex’s neck as he continued to fuck him deeply and faster ahhhh. I’m gonna cum! take it take my load. Tom shot a huge load into Alex and stayed deep inside him see that was good Tom said with a smirk, that’s when Alex moaned loudly and shoot his load all over the floor. Tom then give Alex a tongue filled kiss. Alex stood frozen, his mind spinning with confusion. What had just happened? How could he let this man fuck him so intensely? He had barely pulled up his pants, the remnants of the bizarre morning still clinging to him when the door creaked open, and Mikkel entered. “Crazy night, huh?” Mikkel’s voice was tired, his steps heavy with exhaustion. “Kim’s wild. I crashed at her place, but yeah… crazy. I’m gonna shower and hit the bed.” Alex was relieved when Mikkel didn’t notice the mess on the floor—the evidence of everything strange and unsettling about the morning. As Mikkel disappeared up the stairs, Alex sank into the couch, closing his eyes, trying to quiet the chaos in his mind. But even in the silence, he couldn’t escape the thoughts of what Tom did to him. Why was it stuck in his thoughts? A few hours passed, but Alex found no peace. His mind felt restless, and he needed clarity. He decided to head out to soccer practice, hoping the familiar rhythm of the game might distract him. But even as he moved across the field, his focus slipped. In the locker room after practice, something unexpected happened. He locked eyes with another player sitting alone on a bench. He thinks his name was Forest Shaking his head, Alex tried to resist the strange pull, as forest up got and went towards the showers eyeing Alex to follow him. Alex closed his eyes and slowly followed and there was Forest he was fully naked hot steam as the water hit his naked body touching himself Before he realized it, Alex went on his knees, consumed by the desire he didn’t understand. He wrapped his lips around Forests cock, he was bit smaller than Tom’s cock and it was the first time him sucking someone it made it abit easier for him. the feeling it gave him was overwhelming his senses, his mind swirling in a haze of pleasure and confusion. His breaths came shallow, ragged, as he whispered, “No, I can’t…” But it was too late he couldn’t stop. The indulgence was irresistible, Forest then picked Alex up and turned him around placing his cock inside Alex using nothing but spit and water from the shower. No words were shared between them, as Forest started to enter Alex more and more deeply the more satisfying, more intoxicating he felt. His body trembled with a strange euphoria. “This… this feels too good,” he muttered, yeah bro I’ve always wanted to fuck you! Forest said from behind him so hot fucking you here in the showers he added. Finally, Alex couldn’t take it anymore I’m gonna cum! Yeah bro cum for me! Ahhhh Alex screamed out loud. Felling you cum is gonna make me cum oh fuck bro yeah! And with that Forest shot deep inside Alex, Forest slowly pulled out and slapped his ass thanks! Alex just stood there for a second thinking how could he how could he take two cocks in one day… What was happening to him? He stood there, panting, staring at tiles of the showers floor he just couldn’t understand. He made his way back home—not Mikkel’s house, but his own. He needed to be alone, to think, to figure out the person he was becoming. The quiet of the night did little to soothe the growing storm within him, a mystery he couldn’t yet unravel.

Chapter 3 So here I was, getting my lungs full of the white smoke, encouraged by Jamal, who was holding the pipe for me. I later found out that he enjoyed this moment so much, getting me full of t for my first time and spinning me out… “Just like that baby, perfect!” Now hold it in for a moment before you let it out…” He moved the lighter away from me and looked at me with those sparkling eyes and a wide grin, while I exhaled. “How was that?” “Ehm, okay I guess?” “Good, just take another one. It takes a bit to get going…” With that he made me take three more hits back to back. And that’s when it hit me! “Whoa…” I looked at him. “Feel it, sexy?” He growled, while putting the lighter away, grabbing my hair and looking deep into my eyes. “Yeah…” I just said. I felt a tingling rising in me, an energy that I couldn’t describe. “Very good sweety. This will get you even more relaxed for my cock.” With that, he slapped his big and steelhard cock against the side of my face and awakened me from my shortlived stupor. “Get to work, come on!” And I did. I got his head into my mouth and then as much of his cock as I could. I wanted it all, even more than before, and I was now sure that I would be able to take it, eventually. “That’s what I love my sluts like!” he sighed, barely audible. I went to work on his delicious cock, I just wanted it more and more down my throat and I made slow progress with each up and down. I Heard the lighter again and after a while, Jamal pulled me up from his cock, told me to exhale. I didn’t know what was happening, but did as I was told, when he put his mouth on top of mine and exhaled his thick cloud into me. He then put his hand over my mouth. “Hold it in for ten seconds and then go down to my cock, get as much of it in you as you can while still being able to breathe and exhale.” I did as I was told, too intrigued to think about it. I took his cock back where it belonged and then figured out where it would still leave me some room to breathe while exhaling. I enveloped his cock into a cloud and looked up at him “Fuck baby, that´s the best sight a cocksucker can make for me down there, just like that. You look so beautiful with your lips wrapped around my shaft and exhaling this cloud around it!” he praised. I felt a tingling. I didn’t know if it was from his praise, the smoke or the combination, but I smiled, as far as his cock allowed me to do and wriggled my tongue alongside its underside as a thank you. “Haha good boy! Now take it all down, come on…” I really tried, but I still couldn’t. I heard moans from behind me and needed a moment to realize that it was the porn, where the boy was likely already getting fucked. I still needed to get there, but first things first… I tried to impale my head again on his shaft and get it further into my throat. I wanted him moaning, I wanted his approval. And I also just really wanted his delicious dick! I was lost for a moment in the amazement of what was happening to me and sucking this hot guy off. That’s when I heard a shuffling behind me. I was shocked for a second, before I tried to withdraw my mouth from Jamals cock and turn around, but Jamal was faster and kept my head in his grip, his cock still firmly inside my mouth. “Don’t you worry Jakey, it’s just my friend Taron. It´s nothing to be ashamed of to suck my wonderful cock, right? He knows it happening all the time, don’t you man?” He turned his head and looked behind me. “Haha sure man. Got yourself a pretty one there it seems!” His voice was friendly, but a bit of a growl while not being as low as Jamals. He stepped few steps to the side so I could finally see him with my half turned head, despite being still impaled on Jamal´s cock. And what a sight he was! Similarly built as Jamal, not quite as tall, though also really muscular, with a slightly darker complexion. He just had a towel draped around his waist, where his cock poked obscenely out in the front. When my gaze went to his face, he looked at me with these beautiful dark eyes among his chiseled face and a mob of curly black hair with a side cut on the left, where he also had a glimmering earring He grinned a bright and sexy smile, that made his face seem younger. He was probably somewhere in his late twenties I guessed, a bit younger than Jamal. But oh fuck was he hot! For the third time this day I realized that I had stared, but this time with my mouth full of cock while a stranger was looking down at me and could barely contain his laughter. “Your face looks just as cute as I thought, but I have to say: Having that thick black dick in your mouth makes you look kind of slutty!” They both had a laugh at my expense, but I also chuckled from his comment, as I imagined myself in that moment. He had a point I guess. Jamal finally let go of my head and I withdrew my mouth, wiped my spit off my face with the back of my hand and wanted to get up. That’s when Jamal intervened: “No need for such formalities baby! You stay right where you are…” and put his hands on top of my shoulders. I was taken aback, unsure what to do. “He has already seen you sucking my cock so you don’t need to get up and shake his hand, right? Just tell him who you are and what you´re doing here.” “Ah yeah I´m jake and I´m here because Jamal… we met at pride and…” Jamal erupted into laughter when I turned my gaze to him. Taron just grinned and stepped closer. “Don´t let him play you for a fool so much Jake. He loves that!” and then fist bumped Jamal over my head. I didn’t know if I should laugh or be angry. But in the next second Taron let his hand fall to my head and started massaging my head with the tips of his fingers. I was taken aback, but it felt great! “I… I´ll try!” I just said and Taron grinned at me again. “Good. You can´t let him have his way with you completely, can you?” I didn’t know what to say. This was just so surreal. I was on my knees between these two black gods I just got to know, being discovered by the one sucking the other one´s cock. High on something, horny as fuck and completely overwhelmed by it all.

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". Dave loved the praise he was getting from Niall, it made him feel special. He was so spun and horny, all he wanted was to make Niall feel good, to impress the older man. "Fuck!", he moaned fixing his eyes on Niall who was now increasing the pace and tempo of his thrusts. All he could think was, "God, I could ride this whore all night". Both men were now visibly wet from sweating, Niall was relentless in his pounding of Dave's hole, he was becoming more and more aggressive as he kept his apprentice pinned down beneath him. Dave was clearly on board at this point so Dave was able to really let loose. "Yeah, that's it boy, you take cock so well, gonna train you up properly". Looking up Dave could see drops of perspiration steadily drip from Niall's hairy torso, feeling them as they landed on his own smooth, moist skin. The high he felt was amazing, seeing the stud he admired looking down at him with an animal lust, no woman had ever made him feel this way. As Niall was now jackhammering into him Dave was starting to feel a bit more discomfort, "Aghhh, slow down he pleaded". Niall had no time for this, he moved his hands, his left moving on top of the younger man's chest while his right made its way to his throat, "Shhh, don't worry buddy, you'll be okay, you're a big strong boy. You can take it". "Oh yeah boy, you're so fucking sexy", Niall was moaning and breathing heavily now, he was close. Dave was taking slow, quick breaths, the hand around his throat making it difficult to fully catch his breath as his hands grasped the cushions under him. "Niall, man please, slow down" he managed to get out in between gasps. His words fell on deaf ears, Naill's eyes were blank, staring down on Dave, he was completely lost to horniness now, his teeth were gritted and sweat was flowing down his face, "Oh god you're so sexy, I'm so close". His breathing became shallower and this thrusts almost violent as he was reaching his finale. The room was near silent, Tommo watched wordlessly now, slowly stroking, the only sounds were Dave's groans and skin slapping skins as Niall moved back and forth into his younger apprentice. "Shit, I'm gonna blow", Dave's eyes widened, he suddenly sobered up realizing he hadn't considered the endgame of what he had gotten into. Niall's movements suddenly slowed but became harder as he neared his climax, his grip on Dave's throat tightened, preventing the nineteen year old from begging him to pull out. "Oh fuck" escaped Niall's lips as he blew. He stood rigid as his cock spasmed; multiple shots erupted into the apprentice's guts, filling him up. Niall fell on top of Dave, his head landing on his apprentice's shoulder, his cock still half hard, still inside the younger lad. Both men were breathing hard, Niall exhausted from his efforts, Dave in shock at taking another man's load inside him. Niall turned his head as he was catching his breath, "Fuck" he gasped, "not shot like that in a long time". With that he started nuzzling Dave's neck slowly bringing his lips to it, kissing it. This continued for some time as he alternated between kissing the younger lad and whispering praise to him, "You're such a good fuck", kiss, "Can't believe how well you take cock", kiss, "I'm so glad I got you over", kiss, "Don't worry buddy, I'm gonna take care of you", kiss. Dave was in a daze, he could hear Niall speaking, feel his lips on his neck, the older man's hands on his body, the cock inside him, feeling less full as it softened. His own cock was trapped up against Niall's stomach, still soft from the T but his horniness was real. His mind was cloudy, he knew he liked what had happened but at the same time he felt he shouldn't have. His thoughts were suddenly interrupted as Dave, finally recovered enough, rose himself up and out of the man lying beneath him on couch. Stepping back Niall gave Dave another look, "God, what a sexy little fucker" he thought as the other man lay there, sweat drenched, cum slowly dripping from his ass. He turned to Tommo, "right, I need a break" he declared, gonna have a shower and a quick lie down. Need to recharge". Dave was regaining his awareness by now, he watched Niall's hairy ass exiting the room and began to sit up. "Oi, Oi, whatta boy", Dave turned his head, suddenly aware that he had forgotten about Tommo. "Alright Davey boy, my turn" Tommo said, giving Dave a wink while licking his lips.

Part 2 The night unfolded under the pulsating lights of Fly, the city’s hottest nightclub, where the music throbbed louder and drinks flowed freely. Hunter, ever the life of the party, ordered a round of shots just as Kim’s favorite song blared through the speakers. “Oh my god, I love this song!” she squealed, grabbing Mikkel’s arm and pulling him onto the crowded dance floor. Meanwhile, Tom, Alex, and Hunter stayed by the bar, overlooking the chaos of the dance floor from their vantage point. “Aren’t you going to join your friend?” Tom asked Alex, raising an eyebrow. “Maybe in a bit,” Alex replied, sipping his drink. Tom, sensing the buzz of the night, turned to Hunter. “Let’s go check this place out,” Hunter suggested with a grin, but not before ordering more shots and a round of gin and tonics. With drinks in hand, they ventured upstairs, finding themselves in the more mysterious, high-energy section of the club—Fly’s infamous gay room. The atmosphere shifted—dark, sultry, and electric. Music pumped harder here, the crowd more intense, and the allure of the dimly lit back room. Tom and Hunter, caught up in the beat, began to dance—moving closer, shirts peeling off, bodies glistening under the flashing lights. They danced with the kind of confidence that made heads turn, their movements in sync, as if they were seasoned dancers. Alex, however, stayed behind in a booth, watching them from the shadows, unsure if he should join. Tom slipped away from the dance floor, making his way back to Alex. “You okay being in this room?” he asked, leaning close to be heard over the music. “Yeah, I don’t mind. Maybe we should find Mikkel?” Alex slurred, the drinks beginning to take their toll. “Here, eat this,” Tom said, handing Alex something small. “What is it?” Alex asked. “It’s M. Trust me, it’ll lighten you up,” Tom grinned. Alex quickly took it, not wanting to draw attention. Moments later, Hunter returned with more drinks. “Alright, we’ll go find Mikkel after a few songs. Just come join us for a bit,” Tom urged. “I’m not like that,” Alex muttered, his voice barely audible. “Relax, Alex. You don’t have to be anything,” Tom reassured him with a wink. Reluctantly, Alex was convinced. He followed Tom back onto the dance floor, the music vibrating through his body as the M began to take effect. His head felt lighter, the room more vibrant. The lights flickered in kaleidoscopic patterns, and soon, he wasn’t just in the club—he was part of it. The beat pulsed through him, his body swaying to the rhythm without a second thought. Before long, Alex found himself sandwiched between Tom and Hunter, their movements fluid and close, enveloping him in a haze of sensation. As Tom danced behind him, his hands explored the curves of Alex’s body, fingers brushing over his ass, almost teasingly. Hunter pressed closer from the front, his body warm against Alex’s, the music carrying them all in its current. Alex, caught up in the lights, the music, and the sheer euphoria of the moment, barely noticed how intimately they danced. “Hey bud I see you’re a little happy down there,” hunter whispered with a grin. “I just feel really… good,” Alex breathed, his eyes half-closed, lost in the moment. Hunter shot a glance at Tom and smirked. “Let’s check out that back room, shall we?” They moved through the dimly lit hallway, the air thick with energy, as silhouettes of people blended into the shadows around them. Soft, murmured conversations and distant music filled the space. Tom's hands stayed firmly on Alex putting them under his pants, guiding him deeper into the room, brushing past figures whose touches grazed Alex's body, adding to the surreal atmosphere. Once they found a secluded corner, the air grew still, charged with anticipation. Tom leaned in closer, his breath warm against Alex's neck, his tongue licking him all over as he whispered something Alex couldn't quite hear over the thrum of the music. Alex's pulse quickened, yet he didn't pull away-there was something intoxicating about the moment. Hunter stood nearby, watching for a second before unbuckling Alex's pants, Tom's lips moved down to Alex's ass, each touch deliberate, drawing out every sensation. And hunter wrapping his lips around Alex’s cock he was rock hard. Alex, lost in the intensity of it all, let himself go, allowing the sensations to take over. Every sound, every flicker of light, heightened the thrill.Tom's hands explored Alex's back, his touch lingering as he pulled him in closer. Alex's moaned out loud, each moment unfolding in slow motion. There was no need for words-their bodies spoke for them. The room, the darkness, and the mysterious thrill of the unknown made it feel as if time had stopped, Alex never felt like this he enjoyed every moment he just kept his eyes shut. As Tom rose slowly, he turned Alex’s face toward him and leaned in for a deep, lingering kiss. The moment felt charged, as if the world outside their corner had disappeared. When they finally pulled apart, Tom pulled out his cock and spit on his hand his eyes twinkling with lust. Tom savouring the moment, he began to press It against Alex’s hole already wet from Tom’s Tongue, inch by inch. Tom gaze occasionally back to hunter, watching him suck Alex’s cock balls deep, the scene unfolding with a quiet intensity. Tom grinned mischievously giving his cock a gentle push at first. As Alex started to moan, Tom’s excitement grew as He pushed harder, biteing down on Alex’s neck. Tom’s moans filled the room as other guys begun looking in, with each thrust sending Alex higher. As Tom counted fucking him so deeply and raw, a flicker of doubt crossed Alex’s mind. He thought to himself, How could I be doing this? He had always considered himself straight, and yet the night had taken him down a path he hadn’t anticipated. The alcohol mixed with M had clouded his judgment, altering his perceptions and pushing him beyond his usual boundaries. A part of him wondered about the choices he was making and how different he was from the person he thought he was. He than focused on Tom’s cock deep inside him moaning louder, With each thrust, Tom grew more determined, giving it all his energy until fucking him harder and harder. With one final shove, Tom was getting close oh man this ass is so tight! I’m gonna shoot oh fuck yeah!! Take my load Tom yelled out, his voice ringing through the room. completely satisfied with his efforts He wanted Alex’s ass so badly he didn’t want the moment to end he collapsed onto Alex, out of breath but grinning wildly. He glanced over at Hunter, who was watching from the other side with an amused smile, ahhh I’m gonna cum Alex squealed, hunter continued going balls deep till Alex shot his load deep down his throat. They made their way back to the dance floor and positioned themselves at the railing overlooking the vibrant scene below. From their vantage point, they noticed Mikkel and Kim lost in each other's embrace, kissing deeply with Kim's hands exploring Mikkel's cock. Guess someone’s also having a good time Tom said with a grin. Hunter, sensing the need to keep the night lively, ordered another round of drinks. Tom, Alex, and Hunter joined Mikkel and Kim, diving back into the rhythm of the music. As they danced, Alex found himself caught in a swirl of emotions, his earlier thoughts mingling with the excitement of the night. The confusion of the moment, combined with the sensory overload of the club, left him feeling both exhilarated and introspective. Alex continued to dance with his ass feeling sore and wet. more to come!

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

My preference for pissing in ass needs to be discussed in the back room “with enhancements”

This is building up to be a great story. you seem to be as addicted to as as I am. I already was playing around in junior high and high school. I was sucking off at teammate when I was 15 and turned him around to eat his ass. I stuck my face up his crack and when I reached out with my tongue, I directly connected with his hole. At that moment I realised I was addicted to ass. I can play with an ass and in an ass for hours. For ass play, I am totally versatile. Playing with a man’s ass is extremely erotic and sensual for me, and one of the most personal and intimate ways to bond with a buddy. Sticking my tongue up his ass is one of the greatest signs of devotion I can give to him.

“Hey everyone, I’ve been feeling inspired lately, and I decided to revisit my old story, The Day I Pozzed My Brother, but with a brand-new twist. It’s been a few years since I first shared it, and I’m excited to see how this reimagined version turns out. I hope you all enjoy it. Part 1 Hey! I’m Mikkel, just turned 18. I’m your average guy, but I’m crazy about sports, especially soccer, which I play all the time with my best friend Alex. We've been inseparable since we were kids. This past summer was pretty wild—my parents were off vacationing in Europe, so Alex basically moved in for a while. But now, something even bigger is happening. My brother Tom is coming back this weekend after being in the military for three years. It’s gonna be weird having him around again after so long, and I’m not sure what to expect! "While Alex and I were out back, swimming to escape the summer heat, Tom suddenly appeared. 'Hey, guys,' he said, his voice deeper than I remembered. I hadn’t seen him in years, and the change was startling. He looked rugged, almost like a different person—stronger, more distant. 'I’m gonna hop in the shower and join you in a bit,' he added, disappearing into the house. Alex and I kept tossing the ball around in the pool, but something felt... off. Maybe it was just seeing Tom again after all this time. After what seemed like forever, Tom reappeared. 'So, what’s up, guys? Here, take some beers,' he said casually. Neither Alex nor I were big drinkers, but the heat was relentless, and something about Tom's new presence made it hard to say no. We climbed out of the pool to join him, and an uneasy silence settled over us." As we sat down, the cold beer bottles sweating in our hands, I couldn’t shake the feeling that something about Tom had changed—more than just his appearance. He seemed... distant. His eyes, though friendly on the surface, held something darker, something I couldn’t quite place. To break the silence, I teased Tom about his overgrown beard. It wasn’t huge, but just long enough to need a shave. He chuckled, but his eyes stayed fixed on Alex, almost too focused. “Man, it’s hot! Let’s get back in the pool,” I said, trying to lighten the mood. “Maybe we can test out those military skills of yours,” I added, half-joking. The sun was beginning to set when I had to go inside to make a quick call, leaving Tom and Alex alone by the pool. Tom grabbed the ball and tossed it unexpectedly at Alex. It hit him square in the head. “Oops, my bad!” Tom said, laughing, but Alex didn’t find it funny. Without a word, Alex dove underwater, swimming towards Tom, planning to flip him over like we used to do when we were kids. But when Alex got close, it was clear Tom wasn’t the same guy he used to be. He was much stronger now. As Alex tried to push him off balance, Tom barely budged. Instead, he caught Alex mid-move, holding him in place with a grip that seemed unnaturally powerful. The playful atmosphere shifted, and a strange tension filled the air. At that moment, Tom’s playful demeanor took on a more intense edge. He seized Alex by the arms, holding him firmly as Alex struggled to break free. In a last-ditch effort, Alex wrapped his legs around Tom, trying to leverage his weight to escape. Tom could also feel some stiff object brushing against his chest it was clear Alex found this exciting. But Tom’s strength was overwhelming. With a swift, controlled motion, he lifted Alex effortlessly and tossed him backwards into the pool. Alex let out a surprised, exhilarated yell as he hit the water, the splash echoing in the cooling evening air. “Wow!” Alex shouted as he surfaced, catching his breath. “Alright, I’m gonna head in.” There was a new intensity in Tom’s eyes as he watched Alex climb out of the pool the water dropping down Alex’s back his wet bathing suit just a perfect amount of tightness wrapping around his ass so firmly, the charged atmosphere between them lingered as Alex made his way inside, hey Alex! Tom screamed out loud. Alex turned around and replied what! looking defeated. Toms eyes fixed on the water dropping down Alex’s chest going down his treasure Trail it was clear he was hard or at least semi. To be continued! Tom replied in a deeper voice. Alex continued going in leaving Tom alone with his thoughts. The playful struggle had revealed something deeper, an unspoken tension that neither could fully understand yet. Later inside Tom was consumed by a powerful craving for that ass. The mere thought of the sweet hole drove him wild with desire. He found himself in Alex’s room while the boys were downstairs engrossed in video games. Tom’s eyes landed on a pile of dirty clothes and, nestled among them, a pair of undies. He took a deep breath, inhaling the rich aroma of those ripe undies, and an instant wave of lust washed over him. The undies smelled so ripe, they must have been freshly worn that day in a soccer game. Tom rummaged through the pile, discovering more undies, and couldn’t resist taking another whiff, savoring the delightful scent. He quickly put them on while sniffing the other pair he started jacking his cock. Tom’s mind raced with wild thoughts about being deep inside Alex’s ass. Alex wasn’t your average twink. He had a slim yet athletic build, the kind that made him look like a pro soccer player. His physique was perfectly toned, with a flawless four-pack of abs and defined muscles. Tom started jerking his cock even faster he could barely contain his craving as he imagined how delicious it would be to lick Alexs sweet hole and sink his lips around his cock. His desire intensified, building with every passing second. Soon a feeling of pure bliss as Tom shot a huge load into the pair Alex’s undies he had on. Savouring every second his took few more sniffs of Alex’s undies the sweet smell of his boy cock. Once completely satisfied he put them all back and headed to his room. The next morning, Tom was jolted awake by the sound of laughter echoing from downstairs. Annoyed yet amused, he dragged himself out of bed and headed for the shower. Stepping out, feeling completely refreshed, he was startled to find Alex standing just outside the bathroom door, eyes wide in shock. “Sorry,” Tom grinned, “In the military, we’re always naked.” Alex blushed, his eyes flicking away. “I’m not… like that,” he muttered, as Tom reached out and playfully grabbed his ass. Alex quickly pulled away, pushing past him into the washroom, a hint of tension hanging in the air. Later, once the boys had left for soccer practice, Tom picked up his phone and shot a message to his friend Hunter. He confessed his growing desire for Alex, a craving he could no longer ignore. Hunter responded almost instantly, and together, they began plotting a night that would be unforgettable—for all of them. Hunter, a few years older than Tom and built even more powerfully with tattoos snaking up his muscular arms, arrived later that evening. Alongside him was his younger sister, Kim—21, stunning, and full of energy. The mood shifted as music played, drinks flowed, and the atmosphere buzzed with excitement. When the boys finally returned home, Tom introduced his guests. “Hey guys, this is my friend Hunter and his sister, Kim.” The boys, shy and caught off guard by Kim’s beauty, mumbled greetings before slipping upstairs to freshen up. When they rejoined Tom and his friends, the night had already picked up speed, with video games in full swing. Mikkel, clearly mesmerized by Kim, quickly joined in the drinking, while Alex, not wanting to feel left out, grabbed a drink as well. But Kim, always the center of attention, soon broke the ice. “Ugh, video games are boring. Let’s play something fun—how about ‘Never Have I Ever’?” The boys hesitated, but curiosity won out. Kim smiled mischievously. “Okay, I’ll start. Never have I ever kissed a girl,” she said with a playful glint in her eye, taking a sip of her drink. “Drink up, boys, if you’ve ever kissed a girl.” Mikkel, Alex, and Tom each took a sip, but Mikkel couldn’t hide the way he stared at Kim. “Wow, Kim,” Mikkel said, leaning closer, “you kissed a girl?” “Yeah,” she teased, flashing a grin. “College frat party. It was… fun.” Hunter, enjoying the game, chimed in, “Never have I ever kissed a boy.” The room tensed for a moment as Mikkel and Alex exchanged awkward glances before breaking into nervous laughter. But Tom and Hunter, with knowing smiles, raised their glasses and drank. The tension simmered just beneath the surface as the game continued, with sly questions and shared glances, each round peeling back more layers of intrigue. Eventually, it was time for refills. Hunter offered to make the drinks and, with a sly smile, added a few extra shots into Alex’s cup. “Drink up, boys,” he said as he handed them back. Kim, noticing the energy in the room, stood and declared, “It’s Saturday night, let’s do something wild—how about we hit Fly nightclub?” Fly, the city’s hottest spot, was a sprawling five-room club known for its electric energy, with one room dedicated to a more vibrant, open crowd. The suggestion lit a spark, and soon they were all getting ready to take the night to a whole new level. The city, the music, and the thrill of the unknown awaited them as they headed out into the night.

Chapter 3 – The Fun Begins Chapters 1 and 2 tell about my meeting a new guy at a party and then inviting him to my place for dinner. We had a meal and moved to my living room, where we made out, fondled each other, and got stripped down to our jocks. Then, up to the bedroom. So far, we’ve sucked, rimmed, and used a dildo on each other. I’ve just proposed a game to let us learn more about each other. With our clothes back on, I suggested we go back downstairs and get something to drink while we played. We grabbed some juice from the fridge and moved to the back deck. It was still warm enough that we could hang out under the stars, and it was private enough that we could do whatever we wanted out there. I told Jeff, “Here’s the game. We ask each other questions, and, for each yes answer, we remove an item of clothing. Sound good?” He agreed to it, and I told him to start. Jeff pondered his question for a while, then asked, “Have you been to a nude resort?” I had, so my shirt came off. Jeff had too, so he removed his shirt. Now, it was my turn. “Have you had sex with four or more guys in a session?” I reached down to pull off a sock since I’d been in lots of group sessions. Jeff saw me take off a sock, and he did the same. That's good; we’ve established that groups are fun. Next, Jeff asked, “Have you been double fucked?” Well, there went the other sock for me, but not him. When he saw me take off my sock, he assured me that he was definitely up for it but hadn’t had the chance to make it happen yet. Nice, we’re both pigs. His no to the previous question made me curious. “Have you been fisted?” There went my jeans. Jeff looked at me with a sly grin as he removed his other sock. This is awesome. We’re both into fisting! Now, I just have my jockstrap on, and he has his jeans and jock. With no hesitation, Jeff asked, “Do you party and play?” Fuck, this is fantastic! This was the big question I had about him. He removed his jeans, and I sat there for a moment watching him. But then, I had to strip off the jock. My turn again. “Want to blow some clouds and fist each other in my playroom?” Jeff couldn’t get his jock off fast enough. Now, we were both naked, hard, and ready to get into some serious partying. We both got up and gathered our clothing. We threw it on the floor in the house, grabbed some more drinks, and moved quickly to the stairs. I had Jeff go first so that I could watch his cute ass as he went up the stairs. “Second door on the left,” I told him. He opened the door to my playroom, and we went in. “Niiiice,” he exclaimed. There’s a sling in the middle of the room. The wall next to it is mirrored, and there’s a mirror mounted at the top of the sling frame. A bed is pushed up against the wall, and there’s a TV for playing porn. There’s also a computer on a table near the sling with a camera so that we can make our own porn. Of course, there’s a full assortment of toys, lube, poppers, and everything else we need to make ourselves happy. I had a pipe ready to go, so I grabbed it and the torch and brought them over to the bed where Jeff was sitting. I clicked on the torch and got some smoke swirling in the pipe. Once it was ready, I handed it and the torch to Jeff. He took it and inhaled deeply. Passing it to me, I melted it a little more and took a huge hit. We blew clouds for a while, then put the pipe down. Hunger and desire were aflame for us, and we began to grapple with each other on the bed. We were hugging, rolling around on the bed, grabbing cock and ass, making out, and getting each other worked to a frenzy. I stood up, helped Jeff up, and walked over to the sling. “Get in,” I commanded. He sat back in the sling, and I helped him get his feet into the stirrups. Now, spun and knowing what was coming, I sat down on the stool to admire the man, and the ass, in front of me. Jeff looked supremely sexy in the sling. The black leather perfectly complements his light skin and dark fur. He had several tattoos, most of birds. There were some small birds on each wrist, the large one in the center of his chest, and a small flock on his back and ass. I rubbed one of the small ones on his wrist, and he told me that he is an ornithologist who studies songbirds for a living. Wow, that’s pretty cool! He told me what each bird was and why it was important to him. But it was his ass that I was after now. Knowing that this hot man was about to take my fist was stimulating to me, and I wanted to make sure he felt good. Before sitting down, I turned on the TV and ensured that it showed the view from the camera aimed at his hole. When Jeff saw it on the screen, he grinned with pleasure. I was going to start with another toy to open him up. This time, I grabbed the Chode dildo. It’s a little thicker and longer than Drew and would do a nice job opening his hole. I added some Slam Dunk to his ass, prepping it with my fingers, then poured some X Lube on the toy. I held it up to him for inspection first, and Jeff said, “Shove it in me.” This dildo is uncut and sports some veins along the side. I placed it at his hole and, while gazing into his eyes, began to insert it. Jeff instinctively pushed down on the toy to open himself up, and a smile spread across his face as it slipped into his ass. He took about 2/3 of it before I felt some resistance. We had all night so there was no need to rush. So, I pulled it back and slid it back in, adding some twisting this time. Jeff looked to be seriously enjoying the ride, and it went in a little deeper this time. It didn’t take long to get the dildo fully inserted in Jeff’s ass. His hole was accommodating, and the hairs dragging through the lube looked sexy as I moved the toy around his hole. I fucked him with the dildo, using it to open him up for my fist. That was the ultimate goal, and his ass seemed ready for it. I pulled out the dildo, paying special attention to the angles so that the uncut head rubbed against his prostate on the way out. I picked up my lube injector and shot a healthy amount of X Lube in him. With the Slam Dunk and other lube from earlier, his ass would be a well-prepared passage. More X Lube went on my hands, and I placed my right hand at his entrance. “Ready?” Jeff nodded, so I started to push my hand into his ass. Jeff was an experienced bottom, so he knew how to push out to let me in. When I got to the thickest part of my hand, I paused for a moment, rotating my hand inside his hole. This let him feel my knuckles graze across his insides and further expand his opening. Then, I moved deeper inside him. As I went, I would twist my hand around and flex my fingers. This also let me explore his tunnel, finding the spots where there was a curve or twist in his ass. Jeff let me slide in until I was just a few inches from my elbow. The initial insertion went deep, and he took it like a pro. Now, I was going to slide back out. I started to pull back and looked up at Jeff. “Slow, or fast?” I asked. Slow, he said, smiling from ear to ear. He then picked up the poppers to have an extra kick to enjoy the withdrawal. While he was sniffing from the brown bottle, I held my hand mostly still, but once it was capped and put down, I resumed the pullout. I went at a leisurely pace as I moved my hand out of Jeff’s ass. He was writhing and squirming on the sling, letting me know how much he enjoyed the feelings. As I pulled out, I would twist my hand around, use my fingers to massage various areas and wriggle my hand from side to side. All this combines into lots of great sensations for the bottom, and I really like it, too. As with most guys, there came a point where Jeff’s ass expelled my hand. Before that happened, though, I gave him a good prostate massage. It was exciting to see his cock bounce as I rubbed on his gland. Some precum oozed out, and I let it fall to his hairy belly. I’d lick that up later. When my hand was fully out, I inserted my left hand. Since it is the smaller of the two, it went in easily. Before I knew it, I was in up to my elbow. Clearly, Jeff had taken a few fists in his time! This just made me hornier, and I wanted to provide him with an excellent experience. I alternated between hands now. My right hand would slide out just as my left hand started to go in. I’d also switched to using a fist instead of folding my fingers together. Jeff suggested that he take a hit of poppers, then I pummel his ass. After that, he said that he wanted to fist me. That sounded like a good deal to me, so I added some more lube to my hands while he sniffed the potent fumes from the poppers. Once they hit, I started to really work over his hole. Just fists now, going in and out at a pretty rapid pace. I would go as deep as possible, twisting around on the way, then pull out and go in with my other hand. Jeff was wriggling a lot in the sling, so I knew he was enjoying my efforts. He had also reached down to spread his ass as wide as possible for my hands. When he came down from the poppers, he held up a hand to slow me down, then asked me to pull out. I wanted to keep his hole open, so I asked if he’d be up for me shoving a butt plug in his ass. He certainly was up for that. Since Hankey’s doesn’t make many good butt plugs, I selected one from Topped Toys that is unironically called the Gape Keeper. In my experience, it does a very good job of keeping a hole open and ready. I lubed it up and shoved it into Jeff’s hole. Once it was well seated, I helped him out of the sling and got into it in his place. As he slowly stood, I wrapped my arms around him in a tight and seductive hug. He whispered, “Thank you,” in my ear as we embraced. I responded with a deep kiss. Now, it was my turn to take his fists.

Last week two older guys hit me up on sniffies one night. They were in their 60s but great looking. Got at least 3 loads on their patio.. I bet the neighbors saw it.

A couple of weeks ago, someone asked in the HIV Fetish forum if anyone had ever been approached with a line about joining The Club. I told my story there. As I thought about it, I decided to expand it into a story. I hope you like it. This is the first time I have written one. Back in the mid 1990s, I had been playing safe-only for a long time. I had taken bare cock from a couple of boyfriends and one really long-term fuck buddy, but I had never taken a stranger's cock bare. Even so, I wanted more cum in me badly. Those little tastes of bare cock just made me crave more. I was in my early 30s, and I started going to the video arcade at the adult bookstore. One day I was stroking to an older bareback porno in the ABS. I had my shirt pulled up so I could play with my nips, and I had my shorts down around my ankles. The city had made them take the doors off the booths and replace them with curtains which made it really easy to slip into a booth without the guy inside noticing. I head a voice say "hey." I looked up and saw a hot guy watching me stroke. I smiled appreciatively at the young, fit brown-haired stud. "You a bottom?" he asked. I stammered out some non-committal response, but my face was red and hot with embarrassment. "That's what I thought," he said. He stepped closer and began pinching my nips. What little resistance I might have had went out the door with that. He fished a hard 7 inches out of his pants. He let me suck it while he worked my nups. "Let me fuck you." I was turned on but a little scared about sex in a public place. "Um, I don't have any condoms," I said trying to be good. "Neither do I. I never use them." This surprised me. "Don't you worry about HIV?" He smiled reassuringly. "I belong to a special Club. Guys in this Club never have to worry about catching it because we only have sex with each other and special new guys we recruit like you. I know I won't catch it from you. Right?" "Oh no. I am negative for sure." I was intrigued and incredibly turned on at this point. "I would love to join. What do I have to do?" He smiled and said, "You have to let me fuck you now. Then I will go tell all the other members who are here, and they will come fuck you, too. I know I have seen several here already today. You just wait here and take their cocks and their cum. When enough club members have fucked you, you will get the formal invitation." That sounded too good to be true. Without much more consideration, I went for it. He knelt and lifted my legs spreading them apart. He gave me a quick rimming to loosen me up. Then he slid his spit-slick cock inside me. I groaned a little but did my best to take it well. I really wanted to be in this Club that would keep me safe always. I could tell he was really excited, too, but he did his best to make sure I enjoyed the fuck. In just a few minutes, he groaned and shot his load inside me. "That's a great start man. You just sit tight, and I will send the next guy from The Club in." Then he kissed me and left. I thanked him profusely. After just a few minutes, another man entered my booth. I couldn't believe my luck. I knew this hot daddy from around town. He was a short, muscular redhead who was rumored to have a huge cock. "I hear you are ready to join, " he said. "Yes, sir. Please fuck me, " I said as a leaned back on the seat and spread my legs. "He told me you were full of spunk, so we aren't wasting time on the preliminaries, " he said as he dropped his pants. A thick 9 inches of uncut meat popped up when he did. He pushed right into me with no lube not even spit. Even with my hole sloppy I felt his huge piece stretching and tearing into me. I took it gladly remembering how I had beat off fantasizing about this guy before. He fucked me long and hard. He shifted his angle to stretch me out and rub hard against my prostate. "This needs to hurt a bit, but I want you to enjoy it, too. Every day can be like this one once you join." I moned my agreement. Eventually he finished off in my hole, too. It felt like a huge load. "That's a fine piece of ass. You keep at it like this, and you will be in The Club in no time." I replied, "That's what I want." He pulled up his shorts and left. Over the course of the next few hours, seven more guys fucked and bred me. They weren't all as hot as the first two guys. One of them had a really small cock, and a couple of them looked a little sickly. But they were all eager to get me into the club. They each fucked me hard and bred me. I hoped I was doing a good job. I did my best to milk a load from each guy, and I thanked them for their help. Finally, the first guy came back in the booth. "Man, you did an excellent job tonight. I think you are well on your way to joining, but you have to take loads from more Clubmembers to be sure." I was disappointed. "When can I take more? What if you aren't here the next time I come in?" He smiled. "Well, you are about to get one more from me. Here's what you are going to do next time. Tell any guy who wants to fuck you that you are trying to join The Club. He will know what to do, and he will spread the word around. That way all the guys in The Club who are there that night will fuck you." That sounded good to me. He dropped his pants and slid back inside my puffy, used hole running with cum. As he pumped my ass he said, "I am so proud of how far you have come in one night. You were so shy the first time I came in here. I am going to give you my number. But I don't want you to call me until you have taken at least 50 loads from Club members. Will you promise?" I smiled and nodded. He pounded hard into me until he shot another load inside me. The next time I went to the ABS, I didn't see the guy who told me about The Club, but he was totally right. When I would tell any guy who was about to fuck me that I was looking to join The Club, he always knew just what I wanted. He would unload inside me and then tell all the other Club members there that night what I wanted. After just a few visits, I made it to 50 Clubmember loads. I still hadn't seen my buddy started me on my quest to join. I decided to call the number he gave me. When the local HIV hotline answered, I suddenly understood what Club I had been trying to join. But the hot guy who recruited me told the truth about one thing; after I got my "membership certificate" from the health clinic, I never had to worry about catching the bug again.

I have many times. No questions asked. It felt so wrong on so many levels that it drove me to encourage them to be harder, rougher and crazier. My orgasms were absolutely insane.

Sunday was a nice clear day. I decided to go to club Orlando although usually on a Sunday not too crowded When I got there I was amazed as it was crowded. I got a room and was getting ready. I always clean out before I go As I was getting ready this young Latin guy stopped by. He was right to the point. He said nice ass can I fuck it? He came in closed the door and revealed a wonderful thick cock. I took a hit of poppers and he lubed my hole He then said he only fucks raw and cums inside. Fine and he proceeded to fuck me He was long lasting and fucked me in several positions After about 30 min of pounding my ass he said I am coming. He shot a huge load in me and pumped several times He said thanks and put on his towel to leave. I looked at my watch I was in club only 50 min and was already dripping cum out my ass. Great start to the afternoon

I'd like to start a thread for sharing bareback videos filmed before PrEP was available (2013 and older). I find really arousing knowing are so horny they don't care about the risk of HIV and just want to enjoy the sex. Here are some examples of the videos I'm looking for: Bobby Garcia let one of his "straight" paid actor fuck him bareback in the height of the HIV epidemics (1990s): [think before following links] https://xhamster.com/videos/hott-marine-top-vs-bobby-garcia-xh480uI Slut is barebacked by two guys. By the quality of the video it must be before 2010: [think before following links] https://xhamster.com/videos/meet-our-bitch-2300978. Anon Cumdump get bred by stranger from Craiglist (estimated to be ~2010): [think before following links] https://xhamster.com/videos/married-craigslist-walks-in-breeds-slut-hard-3440594 Black Bitch get bred by two strangers from Craiglist (estimated ~2010): [think before following links] https://xhamster.com/videos/2-white-top-breed-thick-black-ass-4696075 Famous Brittish cumdump taking loads in the Woods. I remember seeing many of his videos in the early 2010: [think before following links] https://thisvid.com/videos/cumdump-bottom-taking-load-after-load-cruising-in-park/

I'm a kinky bastard, what can I say? I enjoy getting off to hot videos of neg holes getting bred by poz tops and stories of stealthers coming in and knocking-up unsuspecting neg bottom boys. I do it a lot myself, and I'm good at what I do, they never know who it was that got em...at least I thought none figured it out. I admit once I had gotten cocky so I wasn't careful, and sure enough I came across a story, and it was so fucking hot...and I realized it was about me! The boy knew he had been pozzed deep and good. Maybe you'll get off to what happened to him like I have. (Story told from Bottom's Point of View.) Looking back now, I can't tell if I was stupid, horny, or naive. One thing I can tell you is, the guy had a huge dick. I was new to the city and it was my freshman year of college. I was still just eighteen and only had a bit of experience being fucked and I always played safe like I learned in Health Class my Sophomore year in High School. I hadn't come out though so I couldn't really make the typical profile. I was sticking to things like Craigslist, maybe that's how I got set up so easily. He had a nice package, said he was on the DL. He was a hung mixed guy, couldn't tell what mixed but he had great slightly tanned looking skin, and a thick beautiful cock that curved upward just a bit. He had a remote control right next to his dick for size reference, oh god....I was already hard. I messaged him and sent a pic of my ass and face. I hoped I'd get one in return, I told him I was looking for some 'safe' and 'sane' fun, just some buzz words that I picked up to convey I was vanilla and maybe a bit inexperienced. To my surprise I didn't have to wait long to get a response and a face pic. He was way better looking than I had imagined, I thought guys who wanted to hide their face would probably require a paper bag if I wanted to get fucked by them, but that was so not the case. He asked if I was neg, and I said yes so condom only. He asked if I got into any kink like being tied up or blindfolded because it turned him on a lot. I had never tried any of that before but if he would fuck me more than once, I would go for it. He agreed and sent me his address and when to be there. It was just over an hour and so I had to move like lightning if I wanted to be ready in time. I was all nerves and butterflies as I pressed the buzzer to the apartment number he gave me, the door opened and I went up to the floor I was told the room was on. I came knocked the door '232' tentatively and it opened as I tapped the wood. I pressed my palm against it and opened the door fully. The room was dimly lit with candles and some sensual R&B jams playing lowly. He sat there shirtless, nice built chest, sweatpants hanging loosely from his hips showing his pubic hair and the very base of his dick was exposed as well. My heart was pumping hard in my chest now, was I supposed to fall to my knees and worship his dick? I wanted to at the very least. I confess I have a thing for thugs, just the idea of one getting rough and merciless with me was hot...but not sure how well I could deal with pain if there was any unexpectedly. "Come here and suck this dick," he commanded firmly. I obliged and covered the distance between me and his crotch, tugging down those sweats and sucking the ever-stiffening uncut monster cock that I was going to let drill into me. He licked a finger and slid it down my track pants and fingered my tight hole, his saliva slicked it up as he opened me. I moaned contently. "I'm gonna widen you up, that hole is too tight, I need it loose and used up," he whispered seductively. I arched my back trying to let myself open to him more, another finger made its way inside. He coaxed me up onto the bed, pulling me forcibly by my hair so I had to crawl on my hands and knees to the middle. He took my hands and pulled them up towards the corners, leather straps found their way around my wrists and were secured snugly with lightning quick precision. I could barely move my hands, there was no way I could slip out. This whole time he kept me gagged with his dick so I couldn't say much at all. He did mention restraints in the e-mail, so I was only surprised because I was so into sucking him. He moved away from me, and I tried to turn to see where he was going but a blindfold was already over my eyes and tied firmly into place. With one more fluid motion my ankles were bound to the bed to. I couldn't see anything, I couldn't move either. My track pants had been taken off as he had pulled me onto the bed and I was commando, so no underwear stood between my hole and his cock. "I brought condoms," I said, almost more like a whimper. I can't lie, I was scared, he could do anything to me now. Most of the things I imagined him doing to me, I wanted, but what if he wanted to do something else.... "Good," he said somewhere behind me. I could hear the floor boards creaking oddly, and now that I thought about it, I hadn't got to look around his place. There were rooms down the hall, could there be more than one person here? "You have a roommate?" I asked timidly. "Nope, just you and me," he assured me, I felt him press his dick against my ass lube covering it nicely. I couldn't tell if he had a condom on but it didn't feel like it. He pressed my head into a pillow with one hand before I could question and his dick shoved into me as well. I grimaced as the initial burn of his cock widening me up began. I gasped as he plunged into me. He tried to let me get used to it for a few moments but not nearly long enough, this top was impatient for my hole and he knew he could take it. I had no choice but to try and bite into the pillow and give up my ass to my dominator. The whole bed shook, I could hear the headboard knocking against the wall in rhythm with his thrusts into my captive hole. I moaned with each slap of his balls against my ass cheeks, they were so huge, I could tell he shot huge loads. Oh god, I hoped the condom wouldn't break or I'd be the one overflowing with his seed...if he was wearing a condom at all. I was nearly screaming at the top of my lungs into the pillow before he suddenly slacked off and slid out of me without a word. Had he cum? Was he about to rim me? I couldn't tell what was happening, that familiar feeling of nervousness and excitement struck again, perhaps this is why he liked the bottom to be blindfolded. Not knowing could be an aphrodisiac after all it seemed. Then, his cock slid into me once more. Yet, something was different this time. It seemed fatter somehow, his was a hung dick but it was overly-thick, this one though had way more girth to it. Did he put on a cock ring maybe? I didn't have time to ask or ponder before I was being drilled again. Tears started splashing into my pillow as the assault renewed with incredible power. My hole quivered from the force of his dick cramming into me and forcing me even wider. My top was silent not even a little dirty talk, just me moaning and grunting as his used me as much as he wanted. He gripped my hair and pulled my head back, and something was pushed under my nose. I wondered what it was and inhaled curiously, it didn't smell like much of anything but he moved it and held it under my other nostril and made me sniff deeply again. As he moved the bottle away I got the most intense feeling I had ever had. A warmth seemed to spread from the center of my chest and radiate through my whole body. My hole could barely handle his dick before but suddenly it seemed to want nothing more than to open up and get raped by his horse-hung cock. All I wanted was to let him use me as his cumdump, I wished I could have told him to rip the condom off and just blow inside me. My hole felt like a secret part of it was opening up to just him and he could violate me deeper than anyone ever had before and...he sure fucking did. I moaned like a bitch as he drilled my ass in places I couldn't imagine having been fucked in. It was like his dick found a secret compartment to stuff his meat into again and again until suddenly I felt it throbbing repeatedly while he was balls deep inside. I breathed heavily just feeling the pulses taper off after two minutes. His balls emptied every drop before he slid out of my ass. "You wanted multiple loads from me though, yeah?" he questioned. I felt him press his dick back into me, though now it felt longer again, not as thick, and it went even deeper than before. I felt the familiar bottle pressed against my nose. I inhaled, and now I knew he definitely had a friend using my ass there with him, and if I had to guess I was being the cumdump for both of them. I tried pushing out the load, to be sure it was inside me but the rush took over again and his dick was already plowing me deeply. I closed my eyes even though I couldn't see anything anyway and just relaxed and let him use me. Resisting wouldn't help now and he knew I had given in. The bed was rocking like a boat in a storm and the pounding of the headboard was like thunder with how powerful his fucking was. I screamed into the pillow in ecstasy. "Just fucking cum in me, I know you're doing it!" I begged. And that's when he shot. He pulled out so I could feel a spurt of jizz shoot across my back and then plunged balls deep into me and kept it in the entire time until he was done. A finger ran across my back gathering the load he shot and pushed it back into my hole with the rest of the loads. He unbuckled me but pinned my arms behind my back as he undid the restraints on my ankles. He walked me across the room with the blindfold on and pushed me outside the door of his place as he dropped my clothes to the floor with my shoes also outside. The door slammed shut as I was taking off the blindfold, completely naked in the building where anyone could walk by. I hurriedly got dressed, my aching hole wanting to burst with the amount of cum his balls had filled me with. I hoped I could make it home or to a bathroom before I had to let the loads out. "Ugh!" I gasped as it was too late, a huge stream of cum suddenly ran down my left leg coating my socks with jizz there was so much fucking jizz, and I knew that was only the beginning. My track pants were soaked, I could only hope they were dark enough people couldn't tell I had just been fucked in the ass and bred. I felt like such a slut. He had used me and tossed me away like tissue paper... And God was it hot. I found out I was poz two months later, but I never saw him again...that's when I thought to write this. Maybe he'll see it and get in touch someday... ((Note: For anyone who is thinking of asking -- nope, I didn't find this story somewhere else, haha I wrote it all myself, just added more to the story to include that twist. Wouldn't it be hot to read a story written by someone you gifted? ))

That’s 3 lucky guys… 😜

Moderator's Note: You can't get pozzed by skipping 2 doses of PrEP, so this is being moved into fiction. I'm 30. I've always been super health-conscious. I remember being super scared of HIV before I moved from a small town out East. Now I live in San Francisco. I volunteer in HIV prevention for crying out loud but I've always been thirsty for poz men and toxic cum. I would jack off to videos of neg men verbally getting pozzed all the time. One day I was walking home from work, not a great neighborhood, this older black guy is walking past me, a little roughed up but cleaned up enough. I've seen him walking around on the streets before. I was so fucking horny unknown to him, I hadn't had sex in a month. I felt the energy off him right away, but I knew that had I missed a couple doses of my PrEP that week... "Having a good night?" I tried to be nice. "Yeah, it's nice." "You have a boyfriend?" I laughed, "No I wish!" "...Take me home with you." he said. "Sorry I don't live alone." I followed. "Oh ok." We then walked with each other to the corner. While waiting for the crosswalk he just asked me straight out, "You wanna follow me?" Without hesitating, I said yeah. We walked a block away to this kind of open empty ally way, behind an Office Depot. It's like 9pm. He walked behind a dumpster, I walk up to him. He pulls his pants down and he had a nice healthy looking cock. Not the biggest but thick, thank goodness, I knew I was going to get *something out of this. I got to my knees, and sucked him off. He tasted good, not dirty, clean enough. He was really enjoying himself. I suck him off for like five minutes. We pause for a moment and he asks, "Can I fuck you?" "...Yeah." I said. I then get up, pull my pants down and lean against the dumpster, he then does his best to adjust himself and we both try to just force him in, only my spit to help him. And fuck, he was in and he dirty cock felt like a real presence. He started to fuck me.. raw..this quasi-homeless guy in an ally way, a block away from the shit-hole I lived in. He wasn't too fast, but damn he felt good. A guy probably like 10-20 years older than me. About near the end, we see these car lights behind us. I freak out and look back hoping it wasn't the police. It was this random van at the end. It stalled there for a few seconds before it drove off. The homeless guy keep going fucking me against the dumpster. I then hear these ridiculous moans from him and he cums in me. He sounded ridiculous but I was so turned on. He catches his breath. Pulls out of me. Pats me on the shoulder and walks off, "Thanks kid." Nearly four weeks later, I got my routine checks like I do every three months. They said they wanted to see me.. I was in the middle of changing clinics I completely spaced out what happened a month before. I hadn't had sex since then. I sat on the clinic bed as the doctor came in with a second guy I hadn't seen before, "Your tests came back as reactive.." For a split second the world just froze. I never thought I'd be blindsided like this. They took additional tests and just as they told me, I was now positive for HIV.. all because I missed a few doses and one random night, I said yes to being fucked raw by a homeless guy behind a dumpster. This was months ago now. And you know what? If I saw him, I'd do it again..

Last night, I met some friends out for drinks. I parked my car on one of the side streets and hit a more popular microbrewery. The Detroit riverwalk area has a few straight pubs so we did a little hopping. I had already deep cleaned my ass before going out just in case some straight man got some liquid courage to try some ass instead of pussy. Not having eaten, I took my drinking slow, trying a lot of the specialty brews. A lot. Still, by the end of the night, I had a nice buzz and my friends were ready to go their separate ways. I decided to walk to a nearby coney (fast food diner) to help the buzz subside. I figured both the walk and a nice meal would help, and if not, a nap in the car would definitely help. So instead of taking Jefferson, the main road, I took a side road between Jefferson and the river. It was dark and the cool air felt good on my face. Only downside was the occasional drizzle leading to a light fog. I passed a dumpster by an abandoned building when nature called, I needed to take a leak. As I walked around the dumpster, I already had my pants unzipped, dick in hand when I was surprised to see two guys sitting, leaning against the wall, smoking and with a couple of paper-bagged bottles in their hands. The first guy was easily 6’4”, short curled dreads, dark ebony skin, maybe about 240lbs. Second guy was shorter, maybe 5’8”, really skinny, clothes too big for his frame. Both with beards and I noticed their athletic shoes were pretty worn. They didn’t smell too fresh, but I can appreciate a good man scent, either from gym workout or daily sweat. I’m sure I caught them off guard, as well, but it was two of them and one of me. I explained really quickly with slightly slurred speech that I just needed to take a leak. The big guy was gentle with me and said, sorry man, we’re hanging out here, cops don’t mess with us back here but let me take you around the building, show you a place with more privacy. He put his arm around me, looked back at his smaller friend and guided me to the back of the building. I didn’t get a scary vibe from the big guy at all, otherwise I would have taken off in a heartbeat. As he led me behind the building, pointed out that my shoe was untied. I thanked him and knelt down to tie it. He said he had to take a leak too and if I didn’t mind him doing the same. With that, he undid his pants and pulled out a really thick dark tool, about 7” easily, soft and uncut. He pulled the skin back partially and let loose a stream within 2 feet of my face. I just stopped tying my shoe and stared. His stream stopped but he left his dick hanging out. Gently, he pulled my head toward it and said, “open your mouth.” Without waiting, he rubbed his dick on my lips and pushed in. I could smell his masculine scent emanating from his balls just inside his zipper. I loved the way his ounces curled up tight just above his dick and he continued to massage my head as his meat got stiffer in my mouth. Not letting go of my head, mouthful of dick, I heard a voice behind me, the thin second guy. “Everything good?” “Oh Yeah,” the first guy said. “Then maybe it’s my turn to get a little action,” the skinny guy said. While keeping the first guy in my mouth, the little guy lifted me from the ground to where I was basically bent over sucking dick. The skinny guy undid my pants and pulled them to the ground. He then spread my ass cheeks and I felt a hot wet tongue digging deep in my hole. He continued eating my ass for about 5 solid minutes while the big guy’s dick was rock hard in my mouth to the point I was gagging and coughing out spit all over his dick. At this point, his pants were opened more, belt still cinched, but zipper spread, balls pulled out. Scrotum easily about the size of a medium orange, dick about 8-9 inches, 5 around. So the skinny guy stopped eating my ass and I heard the zipper then a thumping of flesh on my bent over ass. Then I heard some more spit being produced, felt my hole being roughly fingered, and then the head of his raw dick push against my hole. OWWWW!!!! The big guy held his dick firmly in my mouth, which kept my scream gagged as the skinny guy slowly pushed inside me. I had no idea how big he was but either for lack of lube or because he was just fucking huge, I could feel my hole being split open. The big guy chuckled gently and said, “damn, you’re gonna make this guy’s hole into a pussy. Never knew your dick was bigger than mine.” At that point, all I could do was accept the fact that I was being spit roasted in a back alley by two huge big black dicked men. (If my boyfriend had any idea, I would be so dead.) I felt the fucker shoot his first load and continue till he shot a second load deep up my ass. I knew it was a lot because I could feel a lot of pulses as he came. He pulled out with a squishy sound and the guy in my mouth pulled out and said, “my turn.” I had basically been nursing the huge guy since I couldn’t do much with something that long and thick. The skinny guy pulled around in front of me and it was then that I saw his size. I’m sure he must have done some damage because he was easily 10-11” long and I’m guessing definitely over 6 inches thick (my bf is 6 inches thick). His dick was slick with his cum and I could taste the damage he had done to my hole. The big guy behind me said, “ain’t no shame in getting a taste of my bruh before I smash.” And I felt his bearded mouth latch onto and literally chew on my puffed out cum coated anus. He pulled back, gave an Mmmmm, and pushed inside me. While he was big, he was nowhere as big as the skinny guy. So it was a little easier to take his dick, but he still stung as he slid in my damaged hole. At this point, I’m now on all 4s resting on a flattened cardboard box. Thick guy is fucking me from behind and skinny guy has his shirt off, pants down and has slid under me in a 69 position. I’m enjoying his softened dick, tasting a mixture of his cum and my damaged hole around his foreskin and musky spit-slickend balls. All the while, the skinny guy is getting a view of the thick guy, pants now around his ankles, giving me a good hard fuck. If anybody caught us fucking out in the open, we would be in a heap of trouble but the cops had more important things to do. I could feel his balls slapping against my ass, and I knew they were loaded. He thrust and long-dicked me for about 10 minutes before finally grunting loud and shoved in deep. I could definitely tell that he came because my cum-slick hole was now even more slick as he finished thrusting the last of his juices. Since I was close, I let the skinny guy continue to suck until I bust my load in his mouth. Big guy was still inside me and gave me a little hug, told me, “I could feel your ass squeeze my dick each time you spurted. That was hot.” I sucked him clean and we got dusted and dressed. I suggested that we go to the diner and I could buy them a meal as thanks for the fun time. They gladly accepted and we walked a few more blocks to the diner. We had a good conversation over the meal and they told me they get ass pretty often from guys like me walking from the bars, but I was the first Mexican guy they ever had. I asked if they could do it again sometime and they responded hell yeah, that if I’d be cool with it, they got a couple other friends who could join in from time to time and where they liked to hang out, under a certain bridge and at a certain park. And if maybe I could help by bringing a little something to drink and eat, they would be happy. Deal. Buzz gone, we left and we went our different ways but not before they pointed out my ass had a wet spot. Hot.

Absolutely! I’ll take any hard cock. My purpose is to be used for horny men’s pleasure. That makes me feel fulfilled. Homeless men deserve to fuck, too.

I will be participating. 3rd year in a row. Husband will be my keyholder.

Don't threaten me with a good time.

@Thoron yes! That's exactly it. I almost always buy the launch size of the new product. You would've thought I'd learned my lesson with the Deep Space 130. I still haven't worked up to that one yet and I've had it now I think going on 5 years. Please don't take my slut card away! But then I have to buy the next size or 2 down as they're released and work my way back up. But as for the MareMaker, they almost immediately released the smaller version, it's usually 6 months to a year later, so maybe there was some grumbling, or maybe the timing just worked out that way. Anyway, I struggled a couple of times with it and was afraid of tearing because of this exact sensation you're describing. So I've been focusing on sizing up the Grips to get the hole more open so I can get the dang thing in. I don't think tops will mind my hole getting more and more open through this process. We'll see.

Exactly. On one of the "apps" the other day, a guy from my general area (ie within 60ish miles, it is what it is down here) messaged me. The conversation was pretty disjointed (we'd leave messages for each other, and each took a while to respond, I get it), but he wanted to know what city I lived in, whether I was single or married, what I'm looking for, and whether I'm a top or bottom - ALL OF WHICH are clearly indicated in my profile. And after EACH of the first three questions, I responded "As it says in my profile, I'm...." By the fourth one I had just about had it. I asked him "You really didn't read a single word in my profile, did you?" He answered with "Yes" and a smiley emoji, and that's when I lost it. I told him "I'm just wondering why you keep asking questions that are clearly answered there. Where I'm located, relationship status, what I'm looking for, role preferences - all of that's in my profile, and yet you keep asking as though it all went over your head. Maybe some reading comprehension classes might help?" I'm sure that torched whatever opportunity for fun might have existed, but honestly, someone that fucking lazy is almost certainly a shitty fuck.

When I lived in nyc, I would routinely go to Central Park at night and look for homeless men. I’d bend over a bench or trash barrel and offer them my ass. They always took it. Sometimes more than one in a night. It was wonderful… giving back to the community!

Funny enough, I spent an hour there yesterday(Monday) around noon, I prefer the arcade over the theater. I like the top booth by the soda machine, I cover the TV, pull my shorts down to my knees and bend over the chair with my ass up watching the gloryhole for dick I position myself so my ass is just showing out the edge of the booth, it is up for free use. No talking is needed and no load is refused. Just slide in. (And they do) With the TV covered and being that top booth, it is dark and can be anonymous. On Monday I was able to get breed 4 times and sucked maybe 8 dicks, I find that it starts with the GH and then they walk around to finish in me. Usually go Fridays at noon.

This will be new for me - still don't have a keymaster. Waiting for these items to arrive.

Tied into a sling, kunT exposed for easy access, hooded, high, and poppered!!

Chapter 2 We got to his place within thirty minutes. Thirty minutes that I had great difficulty to hide my excitement (mentally and physically) in public transport. Jamal didn´t make an effort to do so, but looked so nonchalant about it, that probably less people would give him a second look, while I was red from frantically trying to stuff my erection to the side. Well, if they didn´t take a look at his bulging pants that is. Then they would look more than two times, I swear. When we got to his flat, we practically ran through the doors and up some stairs. When the doors closed, he pinned me against the wall and gave me a long, slow, sensual kiss. I was a bit surprised by how gentle he was. But then he smiled at me and said: „You really need to calm down sexy. You look so nervous! And… well, nervousness is not a good match for trying to fit something into you…“ I looked down for a second, a bit ashamed, but also realizing that he was right. He was obviously big and I needed to relax. „So, lets get cozy first, shall we?“ Jamal asked. Want something to drink? Alcohol? Or I´d suggest a little G.“ I was taken aback by his directness. Had he really just suggested to put a drug into my drink? „Uhm, I think…“ I trailed off, confused. „It´s fine sweety, you´ve probably never tried it, right? Let´s just have a little and then you can decide if you want more or not. I`ll also have some and you can watch me measure.“ It was hard to argue with that. „No worries, I won´t try to knock you out, that´s no fun at all.“ „…okay. Yeah but just a little.“ We went into the kitchen, he prepared some coke and drew G from a little glas vial. I watched curiously. „1.6 for me and 1.3 for you sweety. I´m bigger so I can take a bit more.“ He flexed his arm grinned and then handed me the drink. I had to laugh a little at his display and took my drink. „To a great night!“ Jamal said cheerfully. „To a great night!“ We downed our drinks, it tasted nasty, but we had a sip of coke afterwards, so it was okay, „Lets get over to the sofa.“ Jamal suggested. When I turned around, he placed his hand on my ass and guided me like that to the living room, which made me hard again. The room was nice, clean, with a big U-shaped couch around a table, looking at a big ass TV with speakers all over the room. „Looks like somebody likes to watch movies.“ „Indeed“, he said. „All sorts of movies. How about some porn for now?“ he said with a wink. „Haha sure. What do you like to watch?“ „I´ll show you some, lets start with this.“ The TV showed a big, muscular guy and a twink getting slowly physical. They kissed and the twink started groping the other guys bulge. „Reminds you of something?“ asked Jamal. „Well… I guess you could say that.“ I quipped and sat down on the sofa next to him, letting my hand roam over his arms and pecs for a while, then settling on his bulge and giving it a squeeze. It was massive. He kissed me, more forcefully this time. We went on like this for a while, my hand still on his straining bulge, feeling it flex from time to time. When he let go of me, he put my other hand on his bulge, too, and looked into my eyes. I tried to pump his cock through his shorts, but then reached for his buttons and fly. „Becoming more comfortable, hmmm?“ he asked with his sexy, low voice. „Feeling the G sweety?“ I was a bit startled, but then realized he was right. „Yeah, I guess… feels like… waves? And I´m way calmer.“ „Good! Do you like it?“ „Yeah… yeah I do.“ I said. „Then go on…“ I reached to unbutton his pants and see the monster hiding in there with my own eyes for the first time. When I managed to pull his pants and underpants down far enough, it flopped out against his belly. “Wow!” I just said. I marvelled at it! It was not only big, but such a nice color, with a thick, lighter head and slightly curved upwards with some veins running along it. My mouth watered by the sight. “Haha, don’t just say that. Show me you like it!” With that he took my hand off of him and pressed me by my shoulders down to the floor. Fuck, I love a guy who takes control! I looked up at him and saw him grinning widely. He obviously loved seeing me between his legs, marvelling at his cock. I felt a bit embarrassed, but then he smacked his cock into my face and the thought disappeared into thin air. I saw his dick, his grin, and between those two were his massive pecs, his big body and… My thoughts trailed off. I just wanted to worship this beautiful, hot fucker. “Move your head closer and stick your tongue out!” he ordered. I did what he told me and his scent enveloped me, even before he planted his cockhead against my tongue. I loved it. He smelled a bit like fresh sweat and just… manly. Just then I realized, that he had smeared a drop of precum against my tongue. Fuck! “Swallow that sweety. Get a first taste of my babies in you…” I savored the slight taste and then swallowed my first bit of his cum. Fuck! I realized that I definitely wanted more! He took something from the table and then a heard a click and a hiss. I was startled and looked up confused. He sucked on a glas pipe while watching me. When he saw my confusion he smiled and exhaled a cloud of white smoke just above me. It smelled weird, but not as bad as cigarettes. “Sorry, this just gets me in the mood even more.” He winked. “I guess you´ve never smoked from a pipe like that?” I shook my head. I had smoked from a bong, but that? “No worries, it just makes horny as fuck and doesn’t taste so bad like some other things you can smoke. Wanne try?” Before I could respond, he already held the pipe in front of me and used this hissing lighter. “I, ehm…” “Just slightly suck it when you see the smoke coming out of the hole on top, like now. Go on!” I don´t know what drove me in that moment to suck my first cloud of t into my lungs. Well, I mean… I don´t know EXCACTLY that is. He was still a stranger after all, this was a hookup and I didn’t know what that was in the pipe. In that moment I couldn’t even think about consequences, it all went too fast and I was too horny. But after all, I was between the legs of one of the hottest studs I´d ever seen, sucking his dick and he wanted me to… he was so nice and dominant at the same time, he just pushed all of my buttons. So I just did it. And things started to change.

Or just tap back and say “OK, I’ll put you down as a maybe” on a more serious note don’t let him live rent free in your head - he’s absolutely not worth it !

Part 3 I snuck back through my mates window while having a complete out of body moment. Mitch had at it with me, giving some fucking lecture about sneaking off and that his dad would be home at any moment. Another flash of Mitch’s dad fucking Daddy Steve crossed my mind. If only Mitch knew his dad was secretly gay. On que, Mitch’s dad opened the bedroom door. ‘Sorry Scott, You dad’s said there wasn’t any homework there.’ I avoided eye contact. ‘All good. Must have left it at school.’ The next day I went to school. The out of body experience had not shifted. My business teacher Mr, Smith called out to me to wake me up a couple of times in class. The end of school bell rang and I knew I had to head home... Head home and face my dad’s. Knowing full well what they were up to last night. When I walked into the house, it was like normal. ‘How was dinner last night dad’s.’ Once again I avoided eye contact. ‘It was nice son.’ Daddy Steve said casually. ‘Nice dinner at Café Sydney then an early night in. Mitch’s dad popped past. Said you had some homework that you forgot.’ ‘Oh.. Ah.. Yea.. I left it at school. I got it now.’ ‘we best you get to it son.’ Daddy John ordered, while pointing to my study room. I spent the next few months trying to forget what I saw. But occasionally the flashes would come back and I couldn’t resist and wank off to them. I started to imagen what it would be like to be in Daddy Steve’s position. The fear. The feeling. The pain. The torture. The humiliation. The Mind fuck… The pleasure and enjoyment. I shook my head to get it that notion out of mind. Then I remembered some of them saying they were pumping POZ cum into Daddy Steve. Is Daddy Steve POZ? He can’t be. He is so fit and healthy. Nah, not Daddy Steve, I convinced myself. It was coming into August and my birthday was coming up. Turning 18. Coming into adulthood. I should have been excited, pumped. I get to go and get my licences and have a drink without being sneaking about it. But I wasn’t. I was numb. It was grand finale. Yep, my team made it. Not sure how. I was a fucking zombie on the football field. I was sitting on the bench in the locker rooms. All the boys were getting ready. Some were naked, others still in their jocks, I found myself checking them out. But I used all my will power to keep it subtle. But as much as I thought these guys were looking hot. They didn’t quite give me the same fiery feeling that I got whenever I saw My dad’s or Mitch’s dad naked. Something about a man being older made me feel obsequious. Coach Davis come barrelling through the entrance. ‘COMMON BOYS. WE HAVE A GAME TO WIN. GET YOUR FUCKING GEAR ON AND GET OUT THERE!.’ He roared. ‘LETS RAPE THEIR FUCKING ASSES.’ I kept my head down, ‘AND YOU.’ He pointed at me ‘Get your fucking HEAD TOGETHER.’ And he stormed back out of the locke room. Coach Davis was a big guy. Not as big as Daddy John. No comparison. But he was big. He use to play professional football in his hay day. But for being in his late 50’s he is sporting an alright body. 5 foot, maybe 90kgs. Little heavy around his fury belly, biggish shoulders with odd patches of hairy growing everywhere. Sun burnt singlet tan lines (I think he does a bit of fishing on his time off). Short stubby salt and pepper growth, which looked prickly to me. I started to get hard and had to shake the thought out of my head. One of my team mates walked past and saw it poking through my football shorts. ‘Dude. Did you get scared stiff.’ And laughed as he walked off. I quickly throw my singlet over it. Daddy John walked in and suddenly all the boys went very quiet. Daddy John has that effect on everyone. He sat next to me and placed his massive arm over my shoulders. I could feel his weight on me. ‘Hey son. What’s up? Coach said you seemed lost.’ Daddy John said in his burley voice, but with a cool calming tone. I finally looked into his big dark brown eyes. On any other day, when you look into Daddy John’s eyes fear strikes you to your core. And you stand up straight and give attention to every word he says. It does not take much for him to instil obedience in you. Which is probably why I stayed on top of my studies and football… Well, until recently. But not this time. When I looked into his eye’s, I felt loved and supported. I felt like I could open up. ‘Dad… I have to tell you something.’ ‘Please.’ ‘I… I… I saw you fucking Daddy Steve.’ ‘Oh.’ Daddy John’s voice was still cool and calm. ‘I also saw what you did to Daddy Steve on his birthday.’ I dropped my eye’s. ‘Did you now.’ Was a question. His tone was still cool and calm. ‘How did that make you feel son?’ I looked back up to him. That was not the response I was expecting. ‘It… I… I was scare. I feared for Daddy Steve. You were hurting him. All those men… They abused him… But for some reason I… I was aroused by it. No… I was completely turned on by it.’ I dropped my head into my hands and wept. Daddy John looked up at all my team mates who were now dressed and ready. He pointed to the exit. ‘Coach is waiting for you. GO.’ Daddy John’s tone changed. None of the boys stuck around. He rubbed his solid hand on my back. ‘Is this what has been bothering you son? Is this why your grades have been slipping?’ His tone returned to cool and calm. I nodded. ‘Oh son.’ And he pulled me into his chest for a hug and patted me on the back. ‘Oh son. You have it all confused. I’m sorry boy… I think it is time we tell you the truth… time I give you a life lesson.’ I look ed back up at him. Tears running down my rosy cheeks. ‘The truth?’ ‘Yes. The truth… Some I am not your uncle… I am your biological father.’ ‘What?! I don’t understand.’ ‘Let me explain… Before you were born. Daddy Steve was married to your mother. But Steve and your mother were not exactly… Monogamous. Daddy Steve use to get off watching your mother get fucked and bred by other men. Sometimes they would go to a bar and pick up a random guy take him home and let him breed your mother. This would get Daddy Steve wild. And would go as far and eat her out after he blew in her. There were many times when they would bring a few guys over to fuck her. And I believe there was a time Daddy Steve blindfolded her while in a cheap hotel room and organised a line-up of guys to fuck and breed her. There would have been hundreds of guys who put their cum inside her pussy. Easy.’ I was shocked. Speechless. ‘My poor mum.’ ‘Oh no. your mum loved it as much as Daddy Steve did. Don’t you worry about that that.’ ‘After all that. She never got pregnant?’ I asked ‘Not until I came along. Before Daddy Steve become a real estate agent he worked for me. I could tell he had a thing for me. He liked my dominance. Like you, he was struggling to come to turns with his fate… But I am fast tracking. Back to your mum. Daddy Steve had to see me fuck and asked me to fuck his wife. So I did. I fucked her hard. She nearly screamed the house down. The police knocked on the door because someone called out of concern… But what Daddy Steve and his wife soon learnt was that I do not have an average cum load. Its well above average. We weighed it once at 1 litre of cum. And pumped it so fucking deep into your mum she was practically choking on it.’ ‘holly shit! Really 1 litre.’ ‘Yep… A few months later she found out she was pregnant. Pregnant with you.’ ‘How can you be sure. You said she had heaps of guys cum in her.’ Daddy John smiled at me. ‘Son. Just look at you. You have the same features as I do. You sharp jaw line, broad shoulders that mimic mine. The way you grin like me, move your fingers like me. Even the way you walk and kick the football… I’ve seen your cock boy. You’re packing a monster like your old man.’ I dropped my head back into Daddy John’s chest and wept. ‘You’re my real dad… Why have you hid it for so long?’ ‘Daddy Steve and I had to wait until you were ready. Ready to know the truth. You see. After what Daddy Steve saw me do to your mother, his mind snapped. He changed. The pig unleashed and he needed to feel what I did to your mum… So I started fucking him. I broke Daddy Steve in. But he was a virgin to gay sex. Barely a finger and gone up his ass. He requested one thing from me. He said when I go in… GO IN. rape me… So I did. He bled. The pain was too much and he passed out. I fucked him hard with my massive cock for about 15mins before he woke up. And he woke up with a hard reminder of what was happening to him. He screamed and yelled and begged and I just kept on fucking him. He literally wept like a little baby. When I fuck. I fuck and don’t stop until I blow. And sometimes that could go for 30mins straight. But Daddy Steve is a sexy man and I finally pumped my load in him within 28mins. I pulled out. His hole was wrecked. It was gaping and red with blood and a fountain of cum drizzling out… I took a photo of it. He now keeps it for memories.’ My mind was in a spin. I could not believe what I just heard. Daddy John raped Daddy Steve. Daddy Steve wanted it. He loved it. My cock went rock hard. ‘you took a photo of it?’ I asked ‘I did. I film us fucking all the time. House is set up with camera’s you don’t even know about.’ ‘Realy?’ ‘Yep… I have a secret cupboard with all the films hidden in there.’ Daddy john tighten his muscly arm around my back. ‘That was the beginning of Daddy Steve becoming the pig that he is today. It is what he lives for. It is what motivates him. It is what makes him confident. This is why he is the best in the real estate business. Daddy Steve is free. He has excepted who he is. And when you except who you are you become invincible.’ ‘I heard some of the men who fucked him say they were poz.’ ‘That’s right son. It’s the only way. To be a pig you need to fully commit. No exceptions. We would take Daddy Steve to beats, sauna’s, cruise clubs behind his wife’s back I would blindfold him and find any stranger willing to breed his ass. Some nights he would get a couple of guys to breed him. Other nights he would get 3 or 4. He always wanted to break his best number. One time I tied him to a sling. Got him so high he passed out and I let whoever wanted to fuck and breed him, fuck and breed him.’ Daddy John laughed. ‘Oh I remember the first time he did that. He was raped and bred by 9 guys while passed out. His hole was wrecked. He couldn’t close it for a few days and had to wear a nappy to stop all the cum and blood from coming out.’ My cock throbbed in my football shorts. This was getting too much for me. ‘But this wasn’t enough for him. He seemed to feel like he was missing something. Then one night, in the middle of a breed session at a cruise club. He was getting fucked by this old man while blindfolded. As the old man started to cum he said [take my charged load]. When he finished he collapsed onto Daddy Steve and Daddy Steve asked him what he meant. The old man said he was poz and judging by your sloppy wrecked hole I may have got you pregnant. Daddy Steve blew a load from under the old man with touching his cock.’ My eye’s lit up. Daddy John continued. ‘Daddy Steve realised what it was that was missing. That feeling of knowing that someone who was HIV positive just unloaded in him. Daddy Steve was then obsessed. He got tested a few months later and was still neg. So we set out on a mission to make sure he was getting dirty loads pumped in him. I would make sure he was completely bound and search for the sleaziest, bug ridden guys I could find… One session I reckon he took 20 loads from strangers, no telling what their status was unless they were verbal about and never even saw their faces. One guy even said he had a high viral load… I have to admit, I was even turned on by it. It was then that he converted. He was converted by who knows what stranger and Daddy Steve was proud of it. It was the only way. To be the pig he was meant to be.’ I pulled away from Daddy John’s chest. My cock was throbbing so hard I thought I was going to cum. I saw that Daddy John noticed it. ‘And you Daddy. Are you poz?’ ‘Yes I am. It was bound to happen. I could help but fuck Daddy Steve with all those loads in him. It was magical. The best feeling to fuck a loaded up hole. And boy was Daddy Steve’s hole magical.’ Daddy John has a twinkle in his eye. ‘And all this was happening behind mum’s back?’ ‘Most of it… She eventually found out because she notice that the breeding session she would normally organise with Daddy Steve lessened to the point of no existent. She had you, son. And said she could not live like that and left. We never heard from her again.’ I looked off into the distance. Feeling a little sad that mum abanded me like that. Daddy John rubbed my back again. ‘Don’t let it get you down son. You have two dad’s who love to dearly. We would move mountains for you… But son, you are getting too distracted. Your grades are slipping and your football is under average. There is a lesson here you need to learn. Son, Daddy Steve learnt who he wanted to be. He became it, to its fullest. When you become your true self you become invincible. And that’s what you need to do. You need to choose who you want to be and you need to be that person it unconditionally. But many people get there, but the ones who do,.. Like Daddy Steve, you become unstoppable in everything you do.’ I pondered on the thought for a long while. Daddy John sat there patiently. I eventually turned to him. ‘Thank you Daddy. Thank you for giving me the truth. And thank you for the lesson.’ He patted me on the back one more time and I smiled back at him. I ran out onto the football field to meet my team mates. We played the best game of the season. I scored 4 goals and my last one was the one that won us the game! I was thrown up in the air as everyone around me cheered. It was then that I knew what I wanted to be… I wanted to be a pig. A pig like my Daddy Steve. To be continued

I have been bicurious my entire life, but I was only ever really interested in girls until my early 20s. I always had a girlfriend, but when she and I split, I started exploring my curious side. I started watching gay porn, and soon I found myself more interested in guy on guy videos than with a woman involved. I never really acted on the impulse and probably pissed off a few guys on Grindr during my experiental stage, but I never did meet up with another man. It was just dirty talk and gay porn. One thing in particular though was bareback videos, I really enjoyed watching them. It was probably due to always wearing a condom with girlfriends and one night stands in the past, but getting fucked by another man looked so raw and risky that I found it extremely hot. I would watch some guy getting fucked on the screen by a group of guys, and always wondered what it would feel like to have cum shoot up my ass. Could I actually feel a man cumming inside me, or would it just get really wet? I desperately wanted to feel it, but after a quick and scary search on STIs on google, I knew I would probably never have the courage to actually go do it. That left having a relationship with a guy, but truthfully my gay feelings leaned more towards the more carnal side and I really didn’t want any of the baggage that comes with a relationship. One night I was jerking off watching a video showing a cum dripping hole getting bounded in a gangbang. Fuck it was hot, there were multiple men all jerking their cocks waiting to fuck this guy who had barely any time to breath around the cocks invading his mouth. I watched a hairy chub add his load to the others before navigating away fom the page, browsing through other videos, the more riskier the better. Finally my eyes fell upon a video called poz me up, and the thumbnail showed a guy with a biohazard tattoo. It was incredible, the perfect POV where the bottom was fiming, and the video started with the top fisting his cock making the bottom beg for his load. The top then spit on his cock and viciously rammed it inside the bottom’s ass and started thrusting deep. I jerked my cock furiously as I watched the video unfold. This young man, with his legs high in the air, moaned as he took the hung cock in his ass. The top started vocally anouncing he was about to cum and the bottom cried out begging for the charged load. I groaned as I shot cum all over my stomach watching the top’s cock suddenly have a white foaming coating that was growing with every thrust. I felt a rush of euphoria imaging myself holding the camera and I took some of my cum from my stomach and started smearing it on my hole. I pushed it inside with a finger as I watched the top slide his cock out. As I massaged my hole with my own cum, for a brief moment I admit, I wanted to take a charged load, I was jerking off almost constanly afterwards to bareback videos, always listening to the bottom’s moans as they were getting pounded, and one night I just had enough. I wanted to get fucked, and I was horny enough that I didn’t really care by whom, I just needed my cherry popped. After about 5 minutes on Grindr I signed out and I googled the city I was in, and gay entertainment. Almost immediately an advertisement came up for a sex party that was happening that night in the local bathhouse. I was intrigued, and GPS told me it was only about 15 miles away. I pulled out on the street, following the directions on my phone to the bathhouse, and about 10 minutes later I made the last turn onto the street. Driving past there were only regular store fronts, so I parked my vehicle on a side street and ducked around into the back alley. Sure enough I could see a number of men smoking in front of a nondescript doorway leading inside of a building. Taking a deep breath to steady my nerves, I walked towards the doorway, turned the door knob, and stepped inside. There was a long staircase leading up which I ascended slowly feeling my hesititation building. As I got to the top, I came to a teller sitting behind a window next to a closed door on her phone. “$21 please.” he said boredom creeping around his voice. I quickly paid and stepped through the door, accepting a towel, combination to a locker, and a condom from the teller. I walked into the locker room, and quickly undressed. There were a couple of men hanging around, one completely naked and my eyes went to his semi erect cock. It looked to be around 7 inches, thick, and uncut. I wanted to go over there and suck it, but was nervous and decided to do some exploring first. The place was quite busy, and I could hear the sounds of sex coming from doorways as I walked down the hallway. Quick glances inside would show guys bent over getting pounded by other men, and their moans created a chorus as I walked past. This was really happening, I was in a bath house surrounded by gay men, and I was only wearing a towel. My cock already started to get hard in nervous anticipation. I could start to feel eyes upon me, and I swallowed my nervousness hoping I didn’t stand out like a sore thumb. I entered a main room full of men talking, it looked like a social area and I wondered how to break the ice. I have never been to this club, but judging from this crowd, tonight’s party seemed to have a large turn out. I started to turn towards the bar when saw a cock sticking out of the wall in an adjacent hallway full of guys. It was a big cut cock sticking out of a gloryhole awaiting attention, and now I couldn’t resist myself. I walked over, knelt down, took it into my mouth, and started sucking it eagerly. I rolled my tongue around its head before relaxing my throat and taking as much of it as I could before gagging. I coughed a little and refocussed on its head, sucking its tip feeling the owner flinch at the sensation. This was the first cock I had ever sucked and I started stroking as I knew I liked it while my mouth focused on its head. Suddenly I felt hands on the back of my head pushing me deeper onto the cock and I fought the urge to gag. The cock started thrusting down my throat, and I was held in place by whoever was behind me. Soon I could hear the guy grunt on the other side of the wall and his cock swelled in my mouth. He thrust it forward and started pouring cum straight down the back of my throat. I had only tasted my own cum before, and this man’s was no different. A slightly salty and coppery taste, but delicious nonetheless. Mercifully the hands left the back of my head and I was able to back away from the gloryhole, slipping the cock out of my mouth feeling it drain cum in my mouth as I withdrew. “You’re a good little cocksucker aren’t you?” a guy said walking up to me and jerking his cock. My first taste to cum made me want it even more, and I could feel my cock straining beneath my towel. I opened my mouth showing him the cum left in my mouth before swallowing it, “I do want more.” I informed him. His answer was to take me by the back of the head and feed his cock into my mouth. I let him face fuck me till I put my hand on his shaft and start stroking him and swirling my tongue over its tip. Another guy came up to my left presenting his cock, and I took it in my other hand while I continued to suck the first man. I alternated my mouth to the newcomer’s cock and felt someone pull my towel away, and a finger started probing my ass. I obediently spread my legs and came up of my knees presenting my hole to the stranger, and he massaged it while pushing against my sphincter causing a little bit of pain. “You’re tight.” came his voice from behind me. I took a cock out of my mouth long enough to mumble back, “I’ve never been fucked before.” “Virgin bottom?” the guy who’s dick I was sucking on asked, “I take it you’re here to change that?” “Mmm hmm...” I said around his cock in my mouth as butterflies started to form in my stomach. “Lets go then.” he said and he took his cock out of my mouth and started walking further down the hallway. I followed him, weaving around the gathered men, and nervously stared at his nude backside suddenly realizing I had left my condom back at the gloryhole. It didnt look like he had one either, and I suddenly felt certain he was planning on not wearing one. Holy fuck this was risky, but my nervousness was also lined with anticipation, I wanted this bad, and I stayed close to him as he turned a corner and opened a door. He led me into a room that had a bed in the corner and a sex swing in the middle. He started to push me towards the bed before stopping. “You wanna try the swing tonight?” I felt a quiver of fear move up my spine. Random men, complete strangers, was this what I truly wanted? If he put me in the swing more men might fuck me, and my mind went to one of the many gay porn videos I had watched. The good little bottom in the swing, the top who’s fucking him, I had jerked off imagining myself in this exact position, and right now the rush I was pulling me past the point of reason. Whatever would speed his cock inside of me was okay with me. “Sure.” I replied after a few seconds’ pause. “Okay lets put you in then.” It was a little awkward at first, but soon I was lying back in a swing with my feet up and my ass presented. He tied my hands to my feet which concerned me but soon I stopped caring after he knelt down front of me and started licking my asshole. The sensation of his tongue rimming me was amazing, and slowly but surely he was able to squeeze one, then two fingers inside around his tongue’s attention. I could see him jerking his cock and soon it was rock hard. He took some lube and smeared it on my ass and his cock before probing my hole with its head. And then it happened, with no condom on, and no protest from me, a stranger slid his bare cock into my ass. I could feel a bit of pain as my hole fought its entry, but little by little I could feel it slide in with each push he made. Soon though the pain started to subside and I felt my asshole relax. He started to fuck me deeper and deeper, the swing providing no resistance to his thrusts. Involuntary gasps, grunts, and moans started escaping my lips as I could feel his cock invading me. I decided to squeeze his cock with my sphicter, and he grunted in respnonse and started to pound into me harder. The sensations I could feel were amazing, and and were heightened even more so by seeing his bare cock thrusting into me. It felt so wrong, and [banned word], and i was revelled in the debauchery. I didn’t even know this guy’s name who was fucking me right now, yet I wanted to feel his cock erupt in my ass. By his pace he was close, so I moaned out. “Cum in my ass, breed my fucking hole.” He grunted through clenched teeth and thrust all the way inside of me. I could feel his body tense and suddenly an intense warmth started flooding my bowels. I could feel his cock spasming and I moaned in pure ecstasy, revelling in as much sensation as I could. I felt so full and sated, and the warmth seemed to course through my whole ass. I had my eyes closed when I felt him pull his softening cock out of me and I was about to say something to him when suddenly I felt a different pair if hands grab my legs and a narrower and smaller cock slid into my cum leaking hole. I opened my eyes and saw that a skinny guy with tattoos and pierced nipples was now fucking me. I looked around and realized the room was suddenly filling with guys. An orgy of sorts was breaking out on the bed across the room, but it looked like the sex swing was soon the main attraction as I saw guys watching stroking their cocks. I couldn’t believe how distracted I had been but I guess my moans had garnished attention from the hallway through the open door. Suddenly a cock was thrust into my mouth and I knew I was about to be the cumdump I had seen in many gay porn videos. I knew I had made a mistake, but I was also pretty helpless to stop what was coming. I had let the first man bound my hands, and there was nothing to stop all these men from fucking me. I was terrified, but I couldn’t deny I was thrilled at the same time. That sense of freedom I had felt before watching that pozzing video flooded back into me. There will be a later, but right now the reckless act I was partaking in was unbelievably hot. I moaned and closed my eyes focussing on the cock that was in my mouth and not the big group of men who were about to have their way with me. Soon enough I heard the tattooed guy grunt and thrust forward and shoot his load into me too. I couldn’t feel his cum spraying my bowels that time, but I could definitely feel how much was now inside my ass. A guy I had been sucking took his place at my hole, and another cock replaced him at my mouth. He was a muscular white jock with a big dick and he was jerking his cock furiously. He came up to my hole and started to shoot his load all over it before pushing his erupting cock inside and fucking me. I could feel his cock spasming during his thrusts, and when he pulled out he walked back to me and made me suck his cock again rubbing its juices across the other two cocks already at my mouth. It seemed to be completely drenched in cum, and I could barely taste any trace of my ass as I cleaned all 3 cocks with my tongue. When the next man replaced him, a heavyset man wearing a wedding band, he was able to slide his medium sized cock in without any real resistance. He fucked me in fast strokes, his hairy belly rubbing on my cock with each thrust. He was breathing hard by the time he buried his splurting cock in my ass, and called he called me a ‘dirty little cum slut’ as he emptied his balls. What had diverted most of my attention during that time though was the cock that had been thrust in my face. I had tried and failed to deepthroat it, and I felt a fair amount of apprehension when it left my mouth after the married man had finished cumming in my ass. It was attached to a large muscular black man, and it had to be over 10 inches uncut and thick. He lined up with my hole and without remorse or concern grabbed my thighs and buried his elephant cock in my ass. I cried out as it felt like I was being ripped apart inside, and he fucked me harder and more brutal with each thrust he made. The pain suddenly turned to incredible pleasure when he changed his angle, and his cock started hitting a spot deep in my ass causing my moans to exho throughout the room. All the attention I had been giving to the cocks in my face ended, and I could only spasm in ecstasy while being impaled on this monster cock. He started making loud grunting noises with each thrust he made, and his cock kept hitting that area creating a pressure deep in my ass that I could feel reaching towards a climax. Soon it became more than I could take, and I moaned loudly, eyes bulging wide as I felt my body release. Soon my cock started spewing cum all over my stomach and in my throes my ass squeezed his cock, which felt like it was all the way up into my throat. His he started to pound me harder, viciously ramming his cock in my ass before grunting loudly and flooding his cum inside me. It felt like forever that he kept pumping into me before he was sated, afterwhich he ripped his cock out of my stretched and abused hole and turned around. Dazed, I stared blankly at his muscled back as he walked out of the room, and I could feel a thick wad of cum leak out of my ass and drop onto the floor. My body, still reeling from his monster cock, was given a reprieve when the next man left my mouth and thrust his skinny cock into my ass. It almost didnt register but slowly I felt my hole constricting to this new cock size and my mind could focus on my surroundings again. More men seemed to be coming in and checking out this room, and stealing glances when I could at the bed, it seemed there was another very vocal bottom who was also collecting loads that night too. My view though was quickly obscured when another cock was thrust into my face awaiting my attention. I closed my eyes and emptied my head of thoughts, and time started to blur. For the next half hour or so I lost count of the number of loads I took, but soon I offered no resistance and was simply a hole for the men to blow their loads into. I would stare blankly at the guy attached to the next cock fucking me and I’d clench my sphicter randomly which seemed to always make them cum faster. I was still enjoying each load I took, but this was turning into a marathon and I wanted to do anything to shorten the line of cocks still waiting their turn. Finally, after I was covered in sweat, and almost shaking, the last man pulled his spent cock from my mouth and his load pooled on my tongue. After all the cocks that night, cum had lost its taste, and I swallowed it almost on reflex. I closed my eyes enjoying the break I had earned, and remained motionless as I listened to the man walk out the door. My head was buzzing and my ass felt swollen and sore. I did a test push with my sphincter and felt more cum leak out of it. How many loads did I take? I honestly couldn’t remember. Once the dizziness subsided, I looked around. I was still in the swing and pondering how to get out when I saw another man enter and close the door behind him. He was a tall, skinny man in his late 40s or so, and he grabbed my head and stuck his pierced cock into my mouth. I sucked it feeling it start to grow to its full 7 inches and marvelled at how thick of a gauge his PA was as my tongue explored it. It was a big metal barbell with a sharp pointed head on it, and I could feel it rub heavily on my tongue as he throat fucked me. My eyes however were drawn to something on his stomach below his naval; I could see he had a biohazard tattoo. He took his cock out of my mouth and walked around inspecting all the of cum that had accumulated on the dark floor under my presented asshole. “Well isn’t this an interesting scenario?” He smirked, jerking his cock. “you couldn’t stop me if you wanted to.” Hanging in the swing with my legs in the air and my hands tied, I didn’t seem to be in a position to argue. “You’re POZ.” I said more to myself than to him. “Think I’m the first one?” he asked “But yes I’m highly virulent.” ”What does that mean?” ”It means take I take no meds, my seed is as toxic as they come.” He almost boasted I shuddered, reality setting in. This was that one video I had jerked off to incarnated, and that same feeling of curiosity returned. If what he said was true anyways, I may already had been fucked by someone else who had HIV, but this was affirmation with someone who revelled in the fact. It terrified me, but still I felt my cock twitch. This was a, ‘left turn down a dead end alley at 90 miles an hour‘ move, but somehow I couldn’t deny, that at this very moment, I wanted it. To get fucked by such a man was insanity, yet despite my best judgment, I felt like I was already past the precipice. His cock seemed like the abyss, and I was already inside, so what was the point of stopping now? Christ what was I saying, this is insane! The whole situation was already surreal, I had been fucked already by so many random strangers, I had to admit I was already past the brink. And now, if I took his poz load, I’d never feel such a rush again in my life. “.....Okay.” I said in a quiet voice. ”You’re sure?” He asked “Yes.” I said eyeing the tattoo. “Then get me hard again then you little slut.” He said putting his cock back in my mouth. I sucked it and I felt a sense of fear hit me as I felt his cock stiffen fully in my mouth. His thick piercing made me think about its sharp head inside me and what damage it could do. This was insane, and I felt a quiver of fear when he pulled out of my mouth walked around and pointed his bare cock at my hole. It was at that point I changed my mind, holy fuck theres no way, and I opened my mouth to tell him to stop. My words however died on my tongue when I cried out instead from the intense pain of his piercing sliding into my ass. The sensation I felt made me think of that big black bull who felt like he tore me up inside; this guy’s cock, though smaller, was on fire. I could feel his piercing acutely spreading the burning up my ass with each stroke he made before mercifully I felt his balls slap my ass as he bottomed out. He began fucking me in short fast strokes and the pain thankfully subsided to a dull ache as he built a rhythm. A part of me was screaming inside, but I knew it was far too late to go back now. I watched in morbid curiousity as his cock slid in and out of my ass, and his tattoo flexed with his thrusts. I felt his rhythm increase and I saw the same expression on his face I had seen on many men’s faces that night as they approached their climax. A rush of euphoria hit me and suddenly a sense of recklessness asended. I found myself clenching my ass despite the pain it caused. I wanted it, fuck the consequences, I wanted him to shoot his dirty seed inside me. I never felt so raw in my life, and I moaned as I felt his cock swell. My ass felt like it was on fire, his piercing tearing me up inside, but all I could think of was the load I wanted to take. “Oh fuck... oh please, cum inside me.” I moaned out. ”You want it don’t you, you want my load of HIV.” He mocked as he rammed his cock harder sending a juddering of pain from his piercing. ”Yes give it to me, I want it deep.” I couldn’t even believe what I was saying, every nerve ending was on fire, my brain was euphoric, I couldn’t even register what I was saying, I just wanted him to shoot his dirty seed in me, my whole body was tensed in anticipation. He buried his cock, I gritted my teeth against the fresh searing of pain as his piercing dug into my flesh. “Take that poz cum faggot!!” I moaned as I felt his cock erupt deep in my ass. Despite all the other loads in there, I could feel his first volley shoot into me. It seemed to burn into my bowels and I let out a startled gasp at the sensation. I stared transfixed at his biohazard tattoo on his stomach in mute horror at what was getting fucked into me; this was no video, there was no actors, this was real life, and a guy with HIV was breeding my ass. I could feel my body quiver in reaction to every thrust he made, and the sting of his poisonous cum I could still feel shooting into me. I moaned as he slowly pulled out after he finished grunting, and he squeezed his cock, milking every last drop into my ass while he withdrew. I could feel his piercing raking its way out of my ravaged asshole, and it was throbbing when it finally left. I felt a twinge of guilt and horror as my whole ass felt corrupted, and I could see blood stains were left on the white towel he used to clean himself up afterwards. He left without offering another word other than a parting “Enjoy” as he walked out the door... Two more guys emptied their loads into me by the time one was nice enough to help me off the swing. I didn’t say anything to them about that POZ load I took before, and my brain morbidly wanted more cum to somehow dilute it. I hit the showers and washed every part of my body. I could feel cum rolling down my leg and I tried to push out as much as possible. Man did my ass hurt, and I needed to go home and away from this place. I left, got into my car, and drove back towards my house and reality. It’s been a couple weeks since the bathhouse, and I actually decided to write this while taking a few days off work. Wasn’t feeling too well this morning, bit of a flu seems like…

Well, just an update: my test came back with all parameters within range, meaning that at nearly 40, I still produce lots of swimmers. I wonder if it has to do with the fact that I drain my balls 3+ times a day, keeping them always 100%+ busy producing new ones.

I cum the hardest fucking a nice pink hole 💦 whiteboys are addicted to Black dick

This. 👍🏼 Thanks @ellentonboy for pointing this out. I don't want to hijack this thread, but as an LGBTQIAS++ community, we're diverse. That means that all of us have different views, perspectives and experiences that formed those views. @PozToxVersPig's original point was not getting why we're fighting each other. Enabling keyboard warriors isn't the answer. Tolerance is. There's already so much infighting among factions of the LGBTQIAS++ community that outsiders view us as being divided. It'd be nice to see us as a more united community that can occasionally have differences of "opinions".

During 90s early 2000s, in Brazil, I used to go to few porn movie theaters where a lot guys been there looking for easy sex / relief. Several times I sucked over 10 cocks each visit, up to 20 or more (loose count). You would leave there with pain in the jaw because several big cocks, and a lot cum smell in the mouth. I couldn’t go every day, but was there few times a month. For those more adventurous, in the dark corner, bareback sex was happening, and a transvestite told me to avoid it because they are all poz. I did once and not anymore at time since get poz was a certain death sentence, and have seen few patients like that. Unfortunately, several of those venue closed due to easy access to porn and code violations of some of those places, very few left overs. I go there time to time to suck a lot cocks - 8-14 per visit, and get my ass used as well (with or without protection). I wish I could find places like that here in US. Craigslist was great but used to get maybe 6 guys a day top, same for Doublelist when it was free. I used to go to a video store in Providence, RI, and got a max of 6-7 cocks per visit to suck, average of 3-4, and I used to go there 1-2x a week, had a lot fun and as I love cum, quite bit on that. Now, I think I am facing downtime because it is getting very hard to get more than 1 a day, or even 1 a day. My last hope will be visiting bathhouse.

So true and when one enters you bare, you’ll never want one with a condom again

Just did it last weekend in a guy in Antwerpen at the „boots“. „Can you feel it?“. „Yesss!“.👌

Mmm. Anal stretching, sounds hot😵

Hey there, as mentioned on my previous post I come from a small city in Europe. I do have a very decent job and overall I’m happy with my life here, but. The big BUT is that it’s almost impossible to find sexually open minded guys here. Bear in mind for my previous job I did have traveled a lot: USA, Australia, all over Asia so now that I’ve decided few years ago for love to come back home I had to face the struggle of living in a place where sex, raunchy sex isn’t available. All the encounters require efforts, chatting, flirting and so on which for me it’s a huge turn off. I’m relying on jerking off like twice a day thinking of just being used, but it’s really frustrating. I was wondering if there are others like me: horny 24/7 and living in cities or areas where piggy sex isn’t the reality and how do you deal with it on a daily basis. Thanks in advance for whoever will spend some time to reply or text me. Huge hugs.

Hey all. Adding some updates to the story. For now, here's what happened after the big revelation. Doc Murphy’s Therapy 6 – A Continuation Once school was out, Mike and I had pretty much stayed chemmed up that summer until the Docs brought us down gradually to begin our new integrated lives. Gone were the long bouts of missing time. Summer was ending and we needed to get ready for my sophomore and Mike’s doctoral dissertation year in a few weeks... “Fuck Mike, I love the way your cuntlips look sliding over that plug,” I told him, securing it inside him. “Yeah?” he growled, feeling the heaviness. “I remember the first time Dad slipped that big fucker in you... made you were even more hungry for cock.” he said, tapping mine. I smiled, adjusting his harness and clipping on his leash... “MMMM... Yeh, I do now,” We stood there for a moment, both of us staring at each other’s hard bodies. At the same time, we moved in and locked lips... our tongues clashing, hands feeling our smooth hard bodies as we grunted and panted until I broke the kiss. “Fucker... C’mon, they’re waiting for us downstairs.” We headed down the hallway and the stairs, side by side, until we stood in front of the heavy door. Taking a deep breath, Mike took a step forward and knocked. The door slowly opened to reveal a sweaty Doc Ian standing there in all his leathered glory. “Enter...” Doc ordered, sitting in his chair... his cock covered in a wet sheen. It was obvious what had happened... Doc was in charge tonight. Clasping our hands behind our backs, we walked into the room as the door shut behind us. Slowly, Doc Ian walked between us, gripping our shoulders firmly and sat down next to Doc in the empty chair. Not a word another word was said as we neared them and fell to our knees... Mike between his father’s outstretched legs and me at Doc Ian’s. Mike began to moan, seeing the spit covered cock... knowing his uncle had just serviced it. Pulling Mike’s collar by his leash, Doc wiped two fingers against his cock and slid them into his mouth. Doc felt around the warm cavity before taking his son’s face with both hands and held it lovingly... “Yeah boy, suck Dad’s big cock...” he moaned, pulling Mike onto his cock. “Fuck yeah! Dad!” Mike mumbled. For a minute, I jealously watched Mike servicing his dad’s cock. Ever since the night of the revelation, they were a true “Dad” and “boy.” Then, hearing the click of a torch, I looked up at Doc Ian, taking a small hit from a fresh pipe. He offered it to me. Grabbing it, I took a deep hit and started feeling its effects. It had been a bit since we had been chemmed. Taking another deep hit, I saw Mike looking at me greedily... “Bro...” he whined, still holding Doc’s cock in his hungry mouth. Handing the pipe back to Doc Ian, I leaned over his leg and pulled Mike’s face to mine and shot-gunned the cloud into Mike’s lungs. He held it there for as long as he could before slowly exhaling. “Go on, son... another.” Doc chuckled, taking the pipe from his little brother and handing it to Mike. Doc Ian massaged my muscled shoulders as we watched Mike take it and inhale deeply, not even noticing Doc standing up and grabbing two metal objects from the table. “Up...” Doc ordered, sitting back down. “You heard him, boy...” Doc Ian said, patting my shoulders... “Both of you.” I quickly stood and noticed Mike still on the pipe. “Bro, get up!” I growled, pulling the pipe out of his hands and giving it to Doc Ian. Finally standing, Mike kept his eyes on the floor. Doc angrily rose to his feet... “Boy,” he said, sternly grabbing his face and pulling it up to face him. “Don’t ever make me wait...” “Yes, Dad...” Mike trembled. “Good boy,” Doc nodded, sitting down and taking a deep breath. “Both of you...” he barked, handing one of the metal objects to Doc Ian. “Jocks off, now!” Jumping at the command, we bent over... exposing our plugged cunts... and took off our jocks. We stood there... our softening cocks now exposed to them. The meth had begun its work... “Fuck Con...” Doc Ian smiled, exhaling a cloud and motioning me between his legs. “The things I could do with this...” he whistled, holding my junk in the palm of his hand. “Twisted fucker,” Doc laughed, pulling Mike between his outstretched thighs. Taking my balls, Doc Ian fed them one at a time through the metal ring. Seeing what it was, I moaned as he tucked my cock and slipped it through the ring. Looking over, I saw Doc doing the same to Mike... Next, he slipped a metal wired tube, barely large enough for my now limp cock. Soon, he fastened the tube to the ring and locked it in place... Giving it a tug, Doc Ian smiled and sat back. My cock was now caged. I stood there, enjoying the weight of the cock cage as Mike was met with the same fate. Suddenly, I felt a tug at my collar and was lowered into Doc Ian’s leathered crotch. I went to it, sucking his bulge, tasting the leather. Doc Ian moaned as I licked, coating the pouch with my spit... “Fuck boy, go on... show me what you want,” he groaned, leaning back. I moved underneath the bulge. My tongue went down to his taint, digging into the cod piece. I held it with my teeth and pulled it off. He sighed, feeling my lips slide over his cock... “Shit, yeah.” I gripped his meaty thighs and took his cock down to the base, coating the shaft in my spit. I stayed there, smelling the warm musky sweat of his hairy crotch. “Fucking pig,” Doc Ian moaned as I took his balls in my hand. I could feel my slobber covering his hairy balls and I started grunting and groaning, showing him how much of a pig I really was. I started bobbing up and down into his crotch, shoving his cock down my throat as far it I could before coming up and swirling the tip with my tongue. I picked up the pace... I could feel him tensing as he lifted his ass a bit off the chair. I stepped it up... Suddenly, he started groaning deeply and I felt the first blast hit the back of my throat... then another and another... “Fuck yes boy, so good,” he said as he finished shooting his load. Pulling off, I licked the head and moved back on my knees to see Mike sucking on his dad’s cock. Suddenly, Doc pulled Mike down to the hilt and released his second load of the night into his son. Catching his breath, he sat back with a satisfied grunt... “Fuck Ian, I have to say that my boy just outdid you. You’ll have to work on your technique.” Doc Ian just sat there laughing as I watched Mike grin, drool and cum sliding out of the corner of his mouth. He gave me a nudge and I crawled over to Mike and grabbed his face, pulling him into mine... “I fuckin love you...” I said, nuzzling Mike’s neck before sliding my tongue over his smooth cheek. Feeling my heart now pounding, I slipped a taste of his uncle’s load into his mouth. He wrapped his lips around my tongue and happily gulped it down. We made out... grunting and groaning as we grinded our sweaty bodies against each other... “Boys... enough!” Doc barked, interrupting us. “Jocks...now!” Reacting to the order, we stood and pulled them up, adjusting our cages as the Docs made their way to the door. “Everyone’s waiting,” Doc Ian chuckled, following Doc out the door. We followed... Mike first and I obediently behind them, making our way to the garage and into the SUV. We weren’t told where we were going, but we knew not to ask... it wasn’t our place. We got in the back seat and sat side by side, our legs touching. I could feel our smooth taught skin rubbing against each other. I squeezed this thigh... “Fuck, I love us being geared up like this... wish we could always be like this.” I whispered into his ear and rested my head on his shoulder. He just smiled, wrapped his arm around my shoulder and nodded... “Fuck yeah.” We stayed that way, making our way to the destination. It didn’t take long before we reached a gated entrance, and let in. Slowly, Doc Ian drove up the guardhouse revealing a booted muscular man outfitted in leather... collared, harness and black jockstrap. His strong, well-defined chest was completely covered in thick black fur descending into a stretched-out black mesh pouch barely containing his swollen ball sac... “Welcome Sirs.” he said, respectfully. “Thanks, Hawk,” Doc Ian said, rolling his window all the way down and grabbing the guard’s jock to release his junk. “You’re healing nicely,” he said, examining it. I sat up to see it more closely... my eyes widened. Mike laughed and started playing with my plugged cunt. His sac was the size of a grapefruit... but what really amazed me was the size of his stiffening cock... it was a perfectly shaped thick uncut cock no longer than 3 inches. I shuddered... my thoughts went back to Doc Ian’s comments about my junk. “Yes, Sir...” Hawk smiled, “Master is very pleased. He’s told me you and Doc Connor have the run of the place tonight. Anything you need, you just ask the staff.” Nodding, Doc Ian hit the switch to roll down my window... “This is Sam... my new intern.” “Welcome, Sam...” he smiled, checking out my pecs. “Everyone else is here so I’ll be off guard duty in a bit... Feel free to find me if you need anything.” “Yeh, thanks... I will.” I moaned, feeling Mike teasingly shove my plug deeper into me. “Anytime... Enjoy.” he winked, slapping the top of the SUV and turning back to the guardhouse. Glancing back, I could see a light coating of dark fur covering his strong glutes as he went back into the guardhouse. We continued down the graveled driveway towards a large house. “Fuck, little brother...” Doc chuckled... “How much did you take off?” “Six... plus the foreskin.” Doc Ian laughed. “Hank wanted to make sure he’d never forget his place.” We stopped right outside the entrance to the house and remained in the SUV for a bit. Out of nowhere, a tall dark shadowed figure approached from the side and opened the door for Doc Ian. Once out, Doc Ian motioned towards me. Nodding, the figure opened the back door, and I got my first good look at the slave. I realized that it wasn’t the low lights of the entrance casting a shadow on the black rubber- hooded slave. He stood there in only a pair of 10-hole Ranger boots. Fuck, his smooth body was completely covered in a mass of tattoos from the neck down. He was a canvas of every kind of combination of man-on-man sex acts... fucking, sucking, fisting, pissing could clearly be seen as the lights brightened and allowed us a better view. My eyes instantly went to his crotch. I couldn’t make out the black tatted mound at first. Squinting, I was finally able to make it out the shaft sliding into a fold of his full sac. He took a step back to show me the outline of his cut cock under his skin resting between a pair of large egg-sized balls. The whole package was surrounded by a heavy black metallic cockring. I knew right then it was Doc Ian’s work... instead of modifying the cock, he had created that pocket to secure it and keep it out of the way! Seeing my reaction, the slave licked his lips and reached for me. I fell back into Mike, but he propped me up. I felt the slave’s rough hand graze my tit before grabbing my leash and pulling me out onto the gravel without a word. I just stood there, not knowing what was happening until he placed the leash into Doc Ian’s outstretched hand... “Thank you, Tat...” Doc Ian grunted, handing him the keys. With a quick tug, I followed him up the steps, wondering what I was in for. I knew Mike was not going to tell me. Entering the marbled foyer, I noticed a faint muffled sound filling the room. We moved forward and crossed a pair of heavy opening doors into large room full of the sounds of sex. Men stood about or sat on leather chairs, benches or cushions wearing the darkest of leather gear. Leather covered St. Andrews crosses dotted the walls. To one side, a muscled bear-like man stood before shelves containing dildos, butt plugs and other toys. Across the room, a bar with shelves of liquor lined the wall behind a beautiful wooden bar attended by another bear. Taking a better look, I grinned... they were twins! Glancing around, I saw shiny metal chains holding black slings hung from the rafters. I couldn’t help but stare at the closest one... a young guy my age was laid out on the black leather, wrists and ankles secured... moaning as he took cock from a skinhead, their breathing in perfect sync. “Welcome to our world.” Doc Ian told me, pulling on my plug and emptying me. Moaning at the emptiness, I looked around the room, seeing men in lustful embraces... sucking and fucking among other things as he moved behind me. I could feel his stiffening cock pushing to enter me and I leaned back and spread my asscheeks. His hands gripped my hips... “Fuck me...” I quietly begged, his mouth now at my ear. “Goddamn cunt,” he grunted, pushing me forward enough to slide his cock up into me. I held my breath as I felt him spread me open and slide past my prostate until I could feel his sac pressed against me. “Fuck yeh,” I groaned, feeling the fullness again and stood up...my back against his harnessed pecs. I tightened my cuntlips around the shaft and he started to slowly fuck me while his hands explored my torso. “Boy,” he growled, “I don’t give a fuck what my brother says. I’m going to transform you into the perfect boy I always wanted... You’re going to be mine.” I closed my eyes and nodded, surrendering myself to long slow strokes of his cock, ignoring the men around us. “Open your eyes boy... up to the left. Our host is here.” he whispered, stopping and leaving his cock deep inside me. Looking up, I could see an older man in his late-60’s checking me out as he came down the stairs leading up to several rooms on the second floor. I couldn’t take my eyes off him. I had never really been into much older men, but this man was a leathered God covered in grey fur over solid muscles. “Ian! Goddamn.... where the fuck have you been keeping this one?!” he smiled, pulling me off Doc Ian’s cock to inspect me with his hands. “Fucking perfect!” “Thank you, Sir.” I said. “Have to give the credit to Con for this one, Hank. He found him.” he beamed, wrapping his arms around me and slipping into me again as a sign of his approval. “This is Sam, my new intern.” “You’re welcome boy...” he said, feeling my junk with a slight disappointment in his voice. “So, no enhancements on this one yet?” “Not for him decide...” interrupted Doc, walking in with Mike at his side. “Con! You son of a bitch! You gotta tell me where you got him! Does he have a brother? I wouldn’t mind a son.” Hank laughed. “He doesn’t, but I definitely recommend you finding a son.” Doc laughed, looking fondly at Mike... “Right son?” “Definitely, Dad!” Mike smiled. The comment didn’t pass on Hank, and he looked at Doc. “Let’s talk in a bit...” Doc winked, leading Mike by his leash to get a drink at the bar. Hank led us to a platform in the corner of the room where you could see everything that was going on. Doc Ian sat next to Hank and motioned me to the soft leather cushion between his open legs. I settled down, took his now softening cock into my mouth and held it there. Doc Ian smiled as he took a drink from one of Hank’s slaves while I paid no attention to anything else but the cock in my mouth. As they began to talk about nothing-in-particular, Doc Ian would absentmindedly stroke my face. I kept on his cock, feeling comfortable knowing I was being seen by everyone in the room. After a few drinks, I felt the Doc Ian’s cock slightly stiffen and I knew what was coming. I drank slowly at the first trickle, then it started to flow and swallowed the river of piss quietly so as not to disturb their conversation. His cock drained, I raised my hands to his thighs and gripped them tightly to show my thanks. Afterwards, I leaned in and rested my head against his thigh, his cock still in my mouth. They continued their conversation. Finally pulling me off his cock, Doc Ian handed me a drink. Tasting a slight tang, I immediately swallowed in one gulp. “Good boy... My turn...” Hank ordered. Looking up to Doc Ian, he motioned me to obey. Crawling to Hank, I saw one of his slaves between his wide-spread legs, slowly servicing his pierced cock. I reached the slave and joined in... our lips meeting and tongues touching as we shared the dripping precum oozing out of the piss slit. Suddenly without warning, the slave pulled himself from the leaking cock and made his way off the platform to serve drinks to the other guests. I could feel the hunger for cock starting to increase... “The drink,” I thought, smiling and realizing it was laced. I moaned as Hank grabbed the back of my head and forced it down his shaft until my lips touched his sac. “Goddamn, Ian... fucking hot mouth on this cunt!” he growled, holding me there. Inhaling the sweaty musky crotch, I tongued the bottom of the shaft... stroking it. “Fuck! Yes!” Hank grunted, releasing his hold and allowing me to do what I was trained to do. I moved off the shaft, but before he could say anything, I started sniffing every inch of his hairy crotch, covering my face in his scent. I could feel his slimy precum covering my face as I took each of his balls into my mouth and covered his sac in spit. “Goddamn... fucking pig taking my Alpha scent!” he growled, before turning his attention to Doc Ian and pushing him onto his tit. He continued... “I’m not forgetting about you, boy...” I shouldn’t have been surprised, but I was. I stopped servicing Hank’s cock and looked up to see Doc Ian greedily nursing on Hank’s tit. Noticing that I had stopped, Hank looked down and smiled... “Yeah, boy... Ian and I go back a long time... Con introduced us... rather Con would loan him to me when he was away at college. Con wanted to make sure he didn’t forget everything his big brother taught him. He was all sub at that time. Weren’t you boy?” Releasing Hank’s tit, Doc Ian looked at Hank and then moved to kiss me, our tongues probing each other’s mouth. Releasing the kiss, he smiled at me... “Yes, Sir... all sub, Sir.” Doc Ian groaned, pushing my head back onto Hank’s steel-hard cock and joining me... two cocksuckers servicing an alpha cock. “Yeah, boy... you were always a good cocksucker... your brother trained you well.” Hank groaned, encouraging him. Hearing this, we both worked ourselves up into a frenzy. We started shoving Hank’s cock deep down each other’s throats... our spit covering his sac and flowing onto the leather seat. Together, we worked on Hank until we felt him ready to shoot. Sensing it, Doc Ian greedily pulled me off the thickening cock and took it down to root. Held back by Doc Ian’s strong arm, I watched as Hank shot his load into Doc Ian’s hungry mouth. Finished, Hank sat back... “Always the fucking hungry cuntmouth,” he laughed. “Yes, Sir!” Doc Ian moaned with no embarrassment. Without a second thought, he opened his mouth wide, showed me the creamy load on his tongue and pulled me in. He slipped his tongue into me, feeding me part of the load before swallowing the rest. We stayed like that for a while... between Hank’s thick thighs... Doc Ian now back on Hank’s cock while I held his in my mouth. Both of us were ignored as Hank spoke to the approaching men. I was in my element. “Fuck Ian...” Doc chuckled, walking up the platform at the sight of his brother and handed Hank a wad of bills. “Told you...” Hank laughed, handing the bills to one of his slaves before looking down at us. “See, Ian... I always knew you tried to hide how much you enjoyed our sessions. I was the one that encouraged Con to go into his field of psychotherapy... just like I ‘encouraged’ you in your career... The only difference is you never had a choice.” Both of us sat there, stunned at his words. I looked at Mike to see his reaction. Doc just stood there smiling as Hank continued... “I worked with your brother on his therapy techniques. I taught him how to make sure his little brother would always show love for his big brother.” Doc Ian stiffened... the revelations overcoming him for a second until Doc lifted him up into his arms. Gripping his neck with both hands, Doc looked directly into Doc Ian’s eyes... “Little brother... do you love me?” “Yeah, big brother... I fucking love you so much,” Doc Ian groaned and dropped to his knees. Removing the codpiece, he took Doc’s cock into his mouth until it hardened... the rest of us just watching... “Fuck yes... little brother, then show me how much you love me.” Doc growled. “God, how I counted down the days when I got home from school so I could feel your cuntmouth on my cock.” “Shit yes, cuntmouth...” Doc Ian mumbled, spit dribbling down his chin. Doc lovingly pulled him off his cock, led him to a bench and placed him, ass exposed, over it. Gripping his hips, Doc placed his cock at the entrance to Doc Ian’s cunt... “I missed this even more, little brother.” he grunted, sliding the tip of his cock past his little brother’s cuntlips. For a second, they stayed that way... We could see Doc Ian relax as his cunt opened up to take his brother’s thick cock. Sensing it, Doc started slowly started to fuck his little brother, pulling out a bit then pushing deeper. All Doc Ian could do was moan and beg for more... his body shaking with each thrust. Dropping onto Doc Ian’s back, Doc wrapped his arms around him and fucked him deeper and harder, pounding him with love... “This is how much I love you, little brother...” Doc growled. “Fuck yeah, big brother!” Doc Ian cried out... “Fucking show me!” On they went, now covered in sweat... fucking as if no one else was in the room. By now, everyone's attention was on the brothers fucking on the platform. We could see Doc stiffen... ready to cum, but then take a deep breath and slow... signaling he was not ready. He kept on... two, three times. “Please!” Doc Ian would beg each time. We just kept on watching... not knowing if he was begging for it the fucking to end or continue. Again, we saw Doc stiffen. This time he kept on, fucking harder until his body shook as he exploded into his little brother’s cunt. “YES!” Doc Ian screamed, feeling his brother’s cum seeping deep into him. Turning to the room, I could see the effect the show was having... the beginnings of an all-out orgy had started. Then, I heard the familiar sound of a torch being lit... I sat back, watching Mike light up a pipe and take a hit. Holding the smoke in his lungs, he offered me the pipe. I quickly grabbed it and took a hit, holding the thick metallic tasting smoke in my lungs as I felt Mike drop next to me and grab the pipe back from my hands... “Fucker...” I laughed, watching him warm the bowl and inhale deeply. We passed the pipe again as the meth started rushing through my body, mixing with the G from the drink I had earlier. This time, I took the hit and moved to Hank and let out the cloud onto the head of his cock before taking it into my mouth again. All the while, Mike sat there hitting the pipe. “Goddamn son,” Doc laughed, grabbing the pipe from his hand. “There’ll be plenty of time for that.” “Shit... Dad,” Mike moaned, seeing the shape of his uncle after the fuck. Doc Ian stood there with a collar around his neck and leashed, sweat dripping from his body with his brother’s cum dripping out of his wrecked cunt. Pulling Doc Ian down to his knees, Doc handed his little brother the pipe. Doc Ian hit the pipe but held back... it was out. Noticing the disappointment in his face, I grabbed the torch and crawled to him. “Fuck yeah,” Doc Ian moaned, holding the pipe in his mouth as I warmed the bowl with the flame. I watched as he took a deep hit and held it before taking another. Giving me a look, he pulled me into him and shot-gunned the cloud into my waiting mouth before slipping his tongue into me. He then gripped my shoulders and whispered in my ear... “Thanks, I needed that,” he growled. “Goddamn spun-out cunt... This doesn’t change a thing. I’m still going to transform you.” My heart skipped a beat, and I smiled, realizing I wanted it... “Shit yeh, Doc Ian... please. Fucking do it.” I whispered back. Looking over my shoulder, I saw Hank in his chair with another slave now on his cock. I was craving cock and went for the nearest available... Doc Ian’s, without even thinking twice. I greedily took it into my mouth knowing that he was now collared and leashed like me. I could feel his cock hardening. “Fucking cuntmouth...” Doc Ian moaned, feeling the suction on his cock before dropping and pulling off my jock to reveal my caged junk. He started fondling my sac before running his tongue over my caged cock, driving me deeper into chemmed frenzy as I stayed on his cock. “The room’s ready, Con...” Hank said, looking at Doc Ian on my cock with a menacing look in his eyes. “That’s between him and me, Hank.” Doc growled. “That subpersonality is mine. Don’t get any fucking ideas.” Nodding, Hank then motioned towards Mike... Dad?” “You heard the boy, Hank... DAD.” he chuckled, grabbing out leashes and leading the three of us upstairs. “Like I said, I’ll explain later.” he yelled out, closing the door behind him.

Well I think OP should pass his DNA, he got a beautiful looking cock. 😅🙊

I will be participating in locktober. Just got a new cage. So far on short trial wears it's been comfortable and stayed in place well

Yes, it is a high achievement or aspiration, but a goal and a merit badge of a true faggot. My methods is daily time at the areas most active ABS and weekend marathons. I spend about 35 hours a week sucking cock. I’m lucky to have the freedom and time

Yeah, bareback to completion - breeding, is definitely standard. I always expect any new hookups to take my loads. I have never worn a condom and never will. I need to feel my bottom’s asshole milking my cock plus I love the feeling of conquest when I see another man’s hole dripping with my sperm.

Part 6 I couldn't believe what I had done since arriving at the carnival and I loved every minute of it. I loved the smells, the rides, everything it had to offer and I swore to myself that I would return now every year when it was going to happen. I walked through the maze of tents setup and stopped and saw a few of the toys and other apparel that was offered and a sound caught my attention. It was someone crying. I looked around until I got closer and saw that it was a young man sitting on the ground with his knees pulled up to him and he was openly crying. I walked up to him and sat next to him and asked him if he was ok. He looked up at me and saw the concerned look I was giving him and I could see this young man was heart broken. He looked like he was just 18 like me and his blue eyes peering through his thick black hair would mesmerize anyone who looked into their depths. I rubbed his back and it seemed to help calm him down and when he stopped crying he talked to me. He went to tell me that he came here with his boyfriend and he thought they were having a great time with everything and then he decided that after everything that was seen here that his boyfriend said that he wasn't man enough for him and dumped him in search for a more manly man. I was shocked and appalled that some guy would do that here and to such a sweet looking young man. I reached out and pulled him to me and told him that he didn't deserve him if he would do that to you and if your ex truly did that to you that he wasn't a man at all. I picked him up and got a better look at him. He was a very cute young man with a very toned body and a lovely bubble butt. I gaped when I saw the monster dong swinging between his legs right above a nice sack of round big balls. He saw me looking with lust in my eyes and smiled at me when I broke my gaze and looked back up at him. I told him that he was beautiful and anyone with half a brain would see that. This made him giggle and made his cock pulse with excitement at the complement. We walked over to a picnic table and talked some more and he told me that he was here to finally get his cherry popped and get converted at the same time and his now ex wanted to do it here with as many different guys and strains as possible and he thought it was all ruined now. I smiled at him and told him that he shouldn't let this discourage him from getting it done and I explained that I too was here to get as many poz loads as I could in me to convert as well and that I was already well on my way to meeting my goal and I didn't want to stop. He smiled at me afterI said that and looked me over and said he loved my body especially with the ink and the piercings. I told him that I just had them done here and if he wanted them as well I would take him back to the tent where I had just gotten them done and they would gladly do them for him as well. His blue eyes sparkled at hearing this and he was so excited he jumped up to me and kissed me full on the mouth but quickly jumped back thinking he went too far. I was surprised he did that and I pulled him back over to me and started to deeply makeout with him pushing my tongue into his mouth making him moan as he battled my tongue with his own. We pulled apart and I said that I was happy he kissed me and that he was a sexy young man and kissed him some more. We both started to rub our hands all over each other and reached down to his ass and found his hole and started to circle around it. He started to whimper at my touch and I reached up and slid my finger into his mouth and he sucked on it like it was a lollipop. After it was all wet I reached down again and circled his virgin hole once more. His whimpering started up again and increased more when I pushed my finger into his tight hole. I could feel him clench around my finger and I whispered to him that he needed to breathe and relax. He took a deep breath and pushed out some, allowing me more access into this virgin hole. I kissed him and distracted his mind as I pushed a second finger into his tight hole making him moan and get looser. This went on for a moment longer and he broke the kiss asking me if I would do the honor of being the first man in him. I smiled at him and reminded him that I most likely wasn't poz yet and he said it didn't matter to him. He told me that because of the kindness I showed him that I was who he wanted to be the cherry popper. This made my cock jump with excitement and I was ready to try out my new prince albert so I kissed him one more time and thanked him for this gift and spun him around and bent him over the table. I dove with much gusto and started to rim his tight hole like it was my last meal. I was met with only a little resistance but I was able to insert most of my tongue into his hole. He was shaking with so much excitement knowing what was going to happen. I wanted to see the look on his face when I penetrated him for his first time so I spun him around and he sat down on the table and started to suck my cock. He may have been a anal virgin but this guy knew how to suck a cock taking me all the way down his throat in one shot. He slobbered all over my cock and made me moan when he pulled back to the tip and swirled his tongue around my newly pierced head. I knew I would be cumming soon so I pulled him up and laid him on his back on the table. He looked at me and I could see the nervousness in those blue eyes and I told him again just to breathe and relax. I aimed my cock to his hole and it took every ounce of control not to just shove it to the hilt but I wanted to make his first time with anal sex enjoyable so he wouldn't be afraid of it in the future. He winced as I pushed the tip in and I stayed still allowing him to calm down from it and when he did I continued to push onwards. His ass felt so amazing and tight as I pushed inch by inch into him pausing each time to let him adjust and when I was balls deep in him I smiled at him and told him he did it. He panted and smiled at me saying I felt amazing in him and that he never knew he could feel so full and happy with another man's dick in him. I kissed him once again and thanked him for letting me be the first to pop his tight cherry and proceed to show him the true pleasures of anal sex. I went at a slower pace at first to let him adjust and after a few mins and a few popper hits he told me to not hold back and fuck him like an animal. I didn't need anymore encouragement and started to pound his hole. I could feel my piercing scrape his insides and I could see some blood spill out when I pulled all the way out and plugged back in. This drove him into a frenzy as he shouted and moaned bringing with it an audience. I told the onlookers that this was his first time getting fucked and everyone around started to appluaed and shout that I was a truly lucky guy to being his cherry popper. He clenched his hole around my cock and the suction with it brought me over the edge and I roared as I slammed my cock as hard and deep as I could erupting into his hole. It felt like gallons of cum was spilling out of me into his hole and I felt like i was going to black out from all of the excitement but I looked down at him just as his cock was shooting a massive amount of cum from his full balls. All the guys that weren't jacking off applauded me again as I pulled my cock out of this newly fucked hole and they gasped at seeing his gapping hole. I saw that the guys who were jacking off came in closer and asked if it was ok if they shot their loads into his hole before it tightened up again. I looked at him and he smiled saying that's why he came. They all smiled and got close by the time they were all doneThis boy had six loads in his hole before it closed up some. I picked him up from the table and he thanked everyone for their loads and said he hoped they were poz and it would help with his goal. They all said that their loads were highly toxic and they would do him right. He smiled at me again and kissed me and when I broke the kiss I told him it was time to go get him inked and pierced and he smiled and nodded. He took my hand and guided it to his ass pushing three of my fingers in it and told me to lead the way.

I'd love to take one. I have taken a cube of cum twice.

Thanks for the comments so far I hope this one is as well received as the first. ______________________________________ Part 2 Waking up was an experience. The hangover should not have been so bad but I guess I can't take alcohol like I used to. I stumbled out of Jackson's bed and made my way to the bathroom for a quick piss. I'm standing over the toilet when I realize my cock is encased in plastic. I start grabbing at it trying to pull it off but every way I tug at it it hurts too much to keep pulling. There's a knock at the door. "How's my favorite cock doing?" Jackson asked. "WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU DO TO ME?" "You asked what it meant me being a fag so I'm teaching you. Rule 1 you don't get to decide when you cum, if you cum at all" "I wanted you to tell me not force my cock in to a hunk of plastic" "I didn't have to do any forcing it slid right in after you came" "After what??" "OH I blew you and you went soft right away it was easy" I'm staring at the cage it's about 2 inches long which surprises me since my cock is usually about 4 inches soft and 8 inches long (I know everyone says 8 but I measured it myself it's 😎 "Just take it off" "How about no?" "Dude I'm not gay and I have a wife and you know her history with gay men, just take it off" "Well if you don't want her thinking your gay make sure she doesn't notice, I'll cook breakfast" He goes down stairs while I throw clothes on. I'm down stairs about 5 min later and he's just standing in the kitchen like he was waiting for me. When I sit by his island he starts cooking showing me how he usually does things. It's kind of neat learning from. A professional chef but I'm still annoyed about how things are going. I can't hurt him since we need him on the team but man I want to punch his face. We eat and I head home not wanting my wife to worry about me taking too long. I get home and Linda is doing some gardening. Her son Sean is fixing the back porch. Linda is 55 (what I like them old) and about 23 years ago after giving birth to her son, her husband left her for another man. She doesn't have any thing against gays but I can't imagine what she would do if she found out about the cage. Sean is around my age so we try to treat eachother like friends but I know he hates the idea of his mom being married to me so it's tense at best there. I walk in the back yard and kiss Linda hello. "What did you guys get up to last night" she asked. "I awkwardly stood at the bar and he blew a guy in the bathroom I think. I'm kind of hungover still so I'm going to go inside and hydrate, you two want anything" "Man you're the straightest man I've ever met, I'm so surprised you even went to the bar, I'll take a bottle of water thank you honey" she said "Beer for me please" Sean shouted. I grab a beer and 2 bottles of water. I hand one to my wife and I hand Sean his beer he pauses looks me up and down then smirks. How does he know, he can't know. I open my bottle and down it. "What did you two do" Linda looks at Sean "Yeah you can tell him" he says "Sean came out to me" she said hesitantly. "Congradulations, I'm glad you can be happy" I replied. "I am too, I get to do things I've always wanted to do" he said with a wink. "I'm gonna head up stairs for a bit, tey to sleep this off a bit" I said after a slight silence. Going up stairs I take a nap and try to figure out how I'm going to hide th cage. I manage the next few days with out her noticing anything but Wednesday comes and I head to my foot ball game. I get there early so I can change with out any of the guys noticing but when I get there Jackson is there too. "What the fuck do you want" "To see how you're doing" "I'm pissed off all the time and horny like you wouldn't believe so I'm doing shitty. Luckily Linda hasn't noticed but I think Sean knows which is fucking great because apparently he's a fag now too." He perked up to that last piece of info. "That interesting, I can help you out with some of that at least" he pulls out a small key. "Give it to me" "Ah ah ah. You have more lessons to learn." "And what would that be" "Lesson 2 a fag has to give something greater than what he is asking for if he ever dares ask for anything" "I'll give you anything just please unlock me" "Let me blow you again" "Fine just do it now" I strip naked faster than you can imagine and he unlocks me. " Thank god" He pushes me on the bench in the locker room and his mouth is on my cock before I can react. "Wow man I just said that so you would let me..." I trailed off. This is the best fcuking blow job of my life. He's licking my shaft sucking in way I've never experienced before and in a matter of seconds I cum "Wow that was embarrassing" I'm a but dizzy from the quick blood flow. "Thanks man that was actually great" I was celebrating too soon because he has the cage back on me again I look at in in horror as I also realize this one is smaller maybe 1.5 inches."What the fuck man you said you would unlock me" "Rule 3 the cock should be as small as possible. And I didn't unlock to leave you that way. A blow job is only worth more than your climax not you actually being unlocked." He forces me to my feet as he tells me "And for clarification it's only worth a climax because you learning the rules and I'm a fag. Otherwise that wouldn't have happened." He pushes me to the bathroom. I'm not a small man but I'm a twink compared to him so my resistance is pointless. "What are you doing?" I'm now naked in a stall. "You'll figure it out" he replies as I hear the team start to enter the change room. How will I get to my clothes with out any one seeing my cock like this? FUCK

You can find more details about what happened before this story begins here. Part 1 Here I am at the downtown Hilton about to knock on the door of room 617 to meet my first ‘client’. Up until just over a week ago I was chasing pussy and the only partying I knew about involved getting drunk. As the starting quarterback for my high school's football team I am a very popular and can pretty much hey any girl to swing on my rod. So, how did I go from a straight jock to a Tina whore? I’m guessing that it started a couple years ago when I was invited over to a teammate house. I arrived to find my older brother, Jason, getting fucked. Every player there took a turn at my brother including me. After that night I regularly used my brother when I couldn’t find a girl. Jason and his friends used me as I had used him. I’m not completely sure why, but I didn't resist what they were doing to me, actually my body seemed to betray me add I recalled I enjoyed every moment as they fucked me and had me sucking dick. They were giving something they called Tina, forcing me to for from a glass pipe, but when they injected it directly into my vein is when I got hooked on cock and cum. It’s when I met Steven on a gay hookup site that my life spun out of control. Unknowingly to me he recorded video of my getting slammed and fucked by multiple men. He sent me a clip of the video forcing me to meet with him where he gave me a slam and fucked me while forcing me to watch the complete video of me doing drugs b and getting fucked by a number of men. If I didn’t want the video getting out to my family and friends I was to go to work for him as a prostitute. He would have me service selected men. I was to do as the men asked and let them fuck me and thank them for the honor of being their cum dump after they either deposited their cum in my ass or had me swallow their load. The guy in room 617 was to be my first ever client. Steven texted me the information along with instructions to was wear gym clothes and pick up a kit before I met the client. The kit contained an adequate amount of Tina for myself as the client, a glass pipe and the necessary items to self administer a slam. I took a deep breath and knocked on the door. I heard footsteps, the door opened a little and the man inside said, “Who's there?” As instructed I replied, “I’m the workout partner you requested Sir.” The door opened and I quickly entered the room. I recognize the man as a very well known professional athlete. I don’t let on I know his real name as he introduced himself, “I’m John and you must by Tyson.” I shook my head and answered, “Yes sir.” John then said, “Perfect. Why don’t you get out of those clothes and get tweeked for me. I like my boys flying while we fuck. I want you see you blow clouds, better yet if you can I’d love to watch you slam yourself if you can.” I took off my sweats to reveal my well formed jock body as I opened my kit. I pulled out my pipe and a rig and began to make you a slam as I blew clouds for John. As I began to load the rig with Tina, John said, “I want you to make that slam as strong as you can take.” I acknowledge his instructions with a “Yes sir.” I continued to blow clouds as I finished prepping my slam. John took his clothes off and watched as I applied the tourniquet to my upper arm, found a big vein, swabbed it with alcohol and slid the needle in my arm. I pulled back just a little as Jason had taught me to show I was in the vein and emptied the contents. I was glad John asked me to slam, I really needed this bad. I pulled the tourniquet off and began to cough hard as John moved in to kiss me hard. I was really flying when John and I got in the bed where he got on his back and pulled me in top of him so I could suck his cock while he ate my ass. His tongue licked and probed my ass causing me to moan as I took his cock into my throat. He had a great cock that semi hard was a decent 7” It continued to get hard as I held it deep in my throat. I felt my ass getting slick with his spit as he informed me, “Make sure you get as much spit on my cock as you can cause that’s all the lube you're gong to get until I breed your jock ass.” I worked up as much spit as I could and slicked up John’s 8½” cock. When he finally stopped rimming me I felt the wetness he created in my ass. He flipped me around as he pushed my legs back and without fanfare sobbed the full length of his cock balls deep in my ass. The penetration was painful at first but quickly subsided as he made good use of my ass. John pistoned in and out of my ass bringing me to moan. After a good 20 to 30 minutes he began to really pound away at my ass, his breathing began to get faster as I felt his cock thicken and grow harder before he grunted and I felt him throb as he filed me his sperm. With his hard cock still working in and out of my seeded hole John kissed me and said, “That just load number one. I haven’t fucked a jock line you before. It’s nice to have a high school quarterback tweaked out on meth to fucking breed."

Part 4 　 I headed out to my favorite bar then. For some reason, being a Saturday night, it was dead as hell. I ended up going to about 4 different bars and they were all deader than I could remember them ever being. Not a thing going on and the few girls I saw were not the type I usually went for at all. I had a drink in each bar but was just getting more and more frustrated at the lack of anything going on. I had not had sex in at least 3 weeks now and I was in need badly. The last bar I went to, as dead as they all were, I downed my drink, hit the toilet to take a well needed piss and decided to head for home. No use spending money for nothing I always thought. Arriving home, I headed in to my place, noting that the new owner seemed to still have all his company there. I went to the kitchen to get a beer and there was a knock on the door. I answered it, to find Hank standing there in his short shorts again. He said, "I hate to bother you this late, but I am about out of ice and wondered if you had any to spare or would be willing to run to the store for me to get some?" I told him, "You are in luck tonight as I just bought a bag of ice and hadn't opened it, yet. You can have it if you want." He said, "You are a life saver. I could sure use it. I will replace it tomorrow if that is ok? We are just drinking a little more than I thought we would." He then, just reached out and grabbed me and gave me a huge hug. I could feel that huge cock of his poke me when he did that. He then pulled back and said, "Sorry about that. Just overwhelmed a little by your kindness." I got him the ice and as he was leaving he said, "Hey, that offer is still open, if you want to come over and have a drink, too." With that he was off to his place. I went into my livingroom and turned the TV on and drank my beer. Then I got up to get another one and realized it was the only one I had and didn't even have a bottle of booze in the place as I had meant to pick up some on the way home with a hot date. Now, I was thirsty and nothing to drink but water, ugh. I thought about it for a couple of minutes and then decided to take up neighbor on his offer and at least I could get something to drink. I headed out the door and over there. I knocked on his door and he opened it up. He looked surprised but invited me in. He said, "I didn't think you come by, but come on in and have a drink. One of my friends is a dancer and was just going to give us a demonstration. Hope you won't mind as he gets a little erotic at times with it." I told him, "That was fine, I just found out I was completely out of anything to drink and thought I might as well impose and get a free one." He opened the door more and waved me in. I entered and found that basically everyone there had not much more clothes on than Hank did. I was somewhat overdressed after being out all evening. Hank asked what I wanted, indicating that he had quite a bit of almost anything. I told him I usually drank Rum and Coke. He said, "That is one of my favs too and always keep that around." He headed to his bar and soon had one fixed for me. He indicated a chair, telling me it was where he had been sitting but he could squeeze in next to one of his buddies on the couch, since one was going to be getting up to dance anyway. The one going to dance got up and seemed to have more clothes on than the others did. He put in a cd and told us this is the one he danced to the most. The musice started and he was soon dancing to it. He seemed to be pretty good. As the first song came to an end he was working up quite a sweat and kicked off his shoes. By the end of the second song he had pulled his socks off too and by the end of the third one he had his shirt off and was really getting into the music. As I sipped at my drink, it dawned on me that his dance seemed to be good but was also intermingled with some quite hip gyrating moves also, almost like a sexual thing. His fourth song was definitely of a hard slow beat and he was then really gyrating and moving back and forth around the room to the others and almost thrusting his hips into their faces. I finally decided he must be a 'stripper' or something like that. He was then actually pulling each guy he came to by the back of their heads into his crotch area and rubbing all over their faces. As his 4th song ended, he was back in the middle of the room, and grabbing his pants jerked on them and they came right off as they had snaps on the sides I had not noticed. He was now down to only a very small gstring jock strap. My mouth just dropped open as he had a hard on that looked to be a good 10" sticking straight up out of the top of his jock. I took a quick look over at my neighbor and he and all the others were applauding and cheering. My neighbor, stood up and I could tell that his shorts were sticking straight out and he seemed to have a hardon too. I was shocked and had forgotten, for some reason, that Hank was gay and probably all of his friends there were also. He turned to look my way and walked over the me. He said, "Oh, hell, I forgot you were straight. I didn't even think about it. Sorry if that shocked you. If I had remembered I would have warned you before he started."