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Part 2: The Lead Up David continued loosening my hole very gently. I was beyond aroused with him fucking my mouth and loosening my hole. Once he had prepared my hole for his cock he withdrew his cock from my mouth. I was very disappointed because I was really enjoying his cock. I might have let out a little whimper honestly. David told me he wanted to continue on his bed which was right next door. We walked hand in hand into his bedroom and as soon as we entered he gave me my very first kiss. David was definitely a great kisser. My body was responding in ways I never imagined. I swear I felt one of my legs curl up like you see in the movies. My body trembled with excitement. As David kissed me his hand found my right nipple and he started rubbing it and slightly pinching it. In return I started moaning and my left hand went immediately to his cock. This was the first time I had actually touched another cock besides my own. It felt so hard but velvety at the same time. As I started to slowly jerk his cock David was alternating between both my nipples. We would stop kissing momentarily just to catch our breath and then continue kissing more. I just couldn't believe being with a man could be this fucking hot and erotic. David certainly knew what he was doing and I was enjoying every moment.

Part 7 … Tom’s phone chimes. Looking down he says Ivan’s here, covers up with a towel and goes out the front door to let him in…. As they come back in the house, I see Tom pull Ivan into a hug and hear him talking but can’t quite make out what they are saying. I start to get up when they approach but Tom insists I sit back down. Tom introduces us as I’m staring at Ivan in awe. This man defines hot. He’s got messy/spiked dirty blond hair cut tight on the sides fading into a slightly darker tightly trimmed beard highlighting his strong jaw line. His eyes are a cobalt blue that draws you in captivating in their radiance. He has a long neckline with a prominent Adams apple. He’s wearing a deep cut tank shirt that displays his trim hairy chest. He clearly works out and has nicely defined biceps. He has a trim waist and is wearing gym shorts that do little to hide his massive bulge. Tom drops his towel and tells Ivan to get naked too. Seeing I’m captivated Ivan gives me a deep ‘I’m going to fuck you’ grin and pulls off his shirt. He’s got a healthy amount of chest hair that stops just below his pecs and merges into a dark and sultry treasure trail. As he steps out of his shorts I’m dumbfounded as I see the biggest cock I’ve ever seen. Tom wasn’t exaggerating, this guy is huge. His monster cock drapes over his lemon sized nutsack. With a deep guttural voice he says, “I’m Ivan”. Standing up, Tom pulls both of us into a hug. Tom deeply kisses me then Ivan. Tom guides me forward as I lock lips with Ivan who plunges his tongue into my mouth as he guides my hand to his cock. Grabbing his pole, I’m sunned as I can’t even close my grip oround his cock. Tom suggests I lead Ivan to the bedroom where we can be more comfortable as he collects the lube, poppers and the weed inhaler. In the bedroom Ivan lays back with his back against the headboard. I’m drinking in this specimen of a man as Tom comes up behind me and pushes me into the bed. Ivan says, “come – you kiss me” as he reaches for me and pulls me into a deep; penetrating kiss. Tom joins us in the bed and joins us, as we devour each other. Something clicks in me, and I have to taste every inch of him. I bite on his lips and suck his chin. I nibble on his neck eliciting a deep soft groan. Moving up Ivan’s neck I tease and gently bite his ear lobe teasing his inner ear with a hot breath and a flick of the tongue. I work my way down his neck and repeat on his other side. I bury my face in his chest kissing and inhaling. Glancing up Tom and Ivan are deeply kissing and Tom begins rubbing my ass. I dive to his underarms and snort and lick his ripe scent. Miving back to his chest, I flick I’vans nipples and suck alternating. Slightly biting each one they respond to my attention by getting hard. Ivan pushes my head in deeper and tells me “harder”; hearing him purr as I bite down eliciting a deep moan. Straddling Ivan’s legs, I work down his chest following his treasure trail kissing and licking as I go. lower myself further skipping his cock for now and bury myself in his thighs licking and sucking. I lick his ball sack and taint inhaling his musky smell. On all fours I slowly work my way to his cock. I lick Ivan’s cock and work my way up to the tip of his cock. Opening my mouth I’m able to take his cockhead in as I flick my tongue on his slit. As I suck, he grows hard and I taste a drop of his sweet precum. Without realizing he’d moved I feel Tom grab my ass cheeks as he starts eating my hole. As I’m moaning from Tom’s efforts, Ivan pulls my head in deeper; my mouth stretching wide to accommodate him. I’m only able to take a couple inches as I gag and pull off drool stringing from my mouth. Trying valiantly, I just can’t seem to relax to take more when Tom stops eating me out and comes beside me kissing my neck and opens the poppers. Placing them under my nose I take several deep huffs. As the rush washes over me I open wide as Ivan guides his cock back in my mouth. I’m able to take another couple of inches as I relax into the buzz. As his hard cock hits my throat, I try swallowing but I just can’t take him further as I gag and pull off of him. As I return to licking and playing with Ivan’s cockhead Ivan moans. His precum is slowly leaking more and more and the taste is amazing. Ivan finds my mouth and shoves his cock back in. Roughly hitting my throat Ivan pulls my face in deeper forcing his way in my throat. Taking a deep breath through my nose I slightly relax and he breaches the resistance and begins skull fucking me. As Ivan lifts my head back off as I turn red, Tom has moved behind me and I hear him hawking up as he drools on his cock and Tom’s enters my ass in a smooth single plunge. He bottoms out and begins violently long dicking me as Ivan pounds away on my throat. Tom starts jack hammering my ass and as he tenses up screams as he delivers a massive toxic load. Volley after volley enters me as Tom continues to grunt. Tom slowly pulls out and coats my ass lips with his spunk. Ivan jumps up relieving my tortured throat as Tom roughly yanks me lower on the bed ligning my ass at the edge. Ivan says something, in what I assume is his native language, slaps my ass causing me to yelp. Switching to his cock I feel Ivan’s hard hard cock sliding back and forth against my ass cheeks. He catches the tip at my ass lips and begins entering me. He gets a bit ways in and I feel my ass stretching and burning. I scream “wait” trying to relax into his girth. Breathing deeply I’m beginning to sweat with the intensity. Tom comes beside me and whispers “here” and has me take 3 deep hits of the poppers in each nostril. As I feel the familiar rush, I relax and Ivan resumes his invasion. As his cock slides across my prostate, I moan with pleasure. Pulling slightly back Ivan then begins slowly pistoning in and out. Tom tells me Ivan’s about halfway in as the burn returns. Tom has me take another couple hits, and then turns my head and tells me to look straight into his eyes. The relaxing warmth returns, Tom is staring deeply into my eyes telling me I can do this. Ivan slides deeper and as he hits my second hole pauses allows me relax as my hole accepts hom. Adjusting my leg, he grabs my thigh and with a gentle push I open up for him as he goes deeper. I’m moaning with pleasure I feel Ivan’s balls hit my ass and know that I’ve taken his entire dick. Ivan begins a slow fuck as he thrusts in and pulls slowly out. Gradually, I’m overwhelmed with lust and begin pushing back as he goes back in. Soon we’re slamming into each other as our instinct to breed overtakes us. He’s slamming me for all he’s worth. Suddenly Ivan pulls completely out and he says, “now you ride”. Gets on the bed laying on his back. With an urgency to have my hole filled with his cock again, I straddle him and impale myself on his massive hard dick. Tom slides behind me with his legs on either side of Ivan’s chest. With one hand Tom starts squeezing and twisting my nipples wraps his other around my cock. Oh Fuck!, Harder I yell at Tom milk my tits! I’m riding Ivan and slamming up and down on his cock using him to milk my prostate. Tom now has both nipples in a vice as I starts screaming out. Ivan starts thrusting his hips as I take him in and he’s slamming my body down on him. I’m just a rag doll around his cock as our breeding becomes unstoppable. I feel my balls contracting and my cock starts spewing my seed. As my ass contracts Ivan screams, ERRRHHHH and blows his load in my ass. Consumed by my orgasm Tom catches me as I collapse into him as I ride the intense waves. I pull of his cock immediately feeling empty. As I lay beside Ivan, Tom pulls my legs apart and starts eating my ass. He's sucking deeply and pulling Ivan’s cum in his mouth. Tom then kisses me and drops the spoils in my mouth. We collapse into a pile, both Ivan I drenched in sweat and breathing heavily Ivan’s just arrived and I have 2 toxic loads coating the insides of my ass….

Part 7 Making our way down to the lower level, there was no light in the stairwell. I could barely see where I was going but uncle held me by the wrist, so I fallowed his guidance. The bottom floor was dimly lit with red lights, just bright enough to see the layout and make out the faces of strangers as they passed by. The walls were either exposed brick or poured concrete. It had evidence of being really old with various expansions over the decades, but it all looked run down and in disrepair. Luckily there wasn’t any debris on the floor. The floor all around seemed slightly cushy, like it was made of the same black material yoga mats were made of. Uncle Chester gave me a partial tour of the area. He showed me an elaborate maze of hallways and storage rooms that men used as hook up spaces. Large areas where heavy machinery used to be but now had rubber furniture for lounging around other set pieces that I couldn’t identify. In all honesty the whole area looked like a horror movie bathhouse set. But what mainly caught my attention were all the bodies. There must have been dozens of men wandering around. From 40s to 70s maybe even 80s. All older men with various bodies. Fat skinny, some muscular. Most of them wore little to nothing. A lot of them engaging in casual conversation and some of them engaging in sex acts. While walking around the place, my ass was still sore from the rough treatment earlier. There were body fluids soaking my ass, I assume a mixture of pre and sweat. I looked at uncles semi hard cock. He managed to get that thing in me multiple times today. I’d be lying if I said I didn’t like the feeling of a huge cock in me. But he’s my uncle, and he has a disease I can contract if we’re not careful. Uncle Chester noticed me staring. “Getting distracted my boy?” He grinned and grabbed his dick, playing with it. “There are plenty cocks around here, or do you want something closer to home?” “No Chester I was just thinking… there are a lot of people down here, is it often like this?” “Some nights it’s slower. It depends on the day. I know a lot of the regulars.” He looked around as if to find someone in particular. “Ah, there he is! Hey Clarence!” Uncle directed my attention to a short old man with a pot belly. He was sitting on a rubber bench talking to a couple other men. “Hello Chester. You have a new play thing?” Clarence asked with a slightly effeminate raspy voice. “He’s new in town and I was showing him around. Are you hard?” “Always for you.” Clarence stood up and showed off his 7 inch cock. His balls shaved like the rest of his body. He was really short, probably around 5’2 “Hey Will, watch this. Clarence has a neat trick. Go on Clarence, do the thing.” Clarence put his hands on his hips and had a focused look on his face, then let out a grunt. “Ugh!” His cock started bouncing up and down a few times “Ooof”and then a jet of cum shot out, splattering on the floor in front of us. “How did…” I was beginning to ask. “Clarence can cum on command. He doesn’t need to be fully hard for it but it shoots more when erect.” Uncle smiled, proud of Clarence’s performance. “It’s a gift. And my balls are always brewing more so I don’t need to wait to reload. It’s handy for when guys want a quick protien snack. Does your boy wanna load?” “How about it Will? Want to swallow one of Clarence’s instant poz loads?” “Poz loads?” I asked “Yeah Clarence has a high viral load. Good for knocking up bottom sluts.” “No thanks. I’m still new to all of this.” I tried to sound polite but really Clarence scared me. A dick that can shoot poz cum at any time. I wasn’t willing to play with that kind of hazard. “Oh well. We still have much to see. We’ll see you around Clarence.” As uncle Chester and I walked off I ended up stepping through Clarence’s cum on the floor. It covered my foot and I almost lost balance. I leaned against the rubber bench to look at the mess sticking between my toes. It was thick and sticky. “You’ll be finding plenty of that lying around. Its the nature of the place.” Uncle Chester sat on the bench and grabbed my cum covered foot. He immediately started running his tongue from my heel all the way up to my toes, the thick goo squeegeed into his mouth. I had to keep my balance standing on one foot while he was licking me, I reached over and stabilized myself on the armrest. While I was grateful for the cleaning, it felt very strange to have my foot licked. It was sensitive to the touch of his tongue and it was sending electrical signals up my leg and to my dick. Chester moved on to sucking my toes and being very thorough. I felt a hand on my back. I looked over and Clarence, the short portly man was feeling me up. With my foot in Chester’s mouth I couldn’t really move away. Clarence was right behind me rubbing my hips with his hands, moving closer. With one leg up, being held by my uncle, my ass was spread already. Clarence still had a hard on, and I felt it rub up and down my crack. It was fairly easy for his tip to kiss my hole. He leaned forward, bringing his mouth next to my ear, and I could feel his head push against me. “Chester loves the taste of my cum. I think the mouth between your legs should also have a taste of it.” Clearance whispered as his hips jutted forward, and my already loosened ass swallowed his length to the base. Oh God! This isn’t good. I wanted him out of me, but my uncle had a firm grip on my ankle. His eyes were closed and he was entirely focused on my foot. I’m pretty sure all the cum was gone and at this point, he was just enjoying it for the sake of his own fetish. Clearance was slowly thrusting in and out of me, moaning, as the head of his cock popped out of my ring and then popped back in. I looked around to see what I could do. Some of the other men were looking at us, some carrying on with their conversations. Nobody seemed phased to by the kinky display that was happening in the room. Across the room I saw Clyde, the bear that rubbed his foot in my stomach while I was on my uncles lap. We locked eyes and he clearly liked what he saw. Clarence’s slow thrusting stopped. His cock still halfway in. I thought he was going to pull it out, but he put his hands on his hips and arched his pelvis forward, planting his cock deep with his balls firmly pinned against my taint. Based on what I saw him do earlier, I knew exactly what was about to happen. My heart was starting to beat fast as Clarence seemed to be concentrating. I tried tapping on uncle Chester’s shoulder to get his attention in hopes that he would stop sucking my toes. Then I heard clearance let out a grunt. “Ugh!” the deep recesses of my ass felt his cock bounce a few times and then uncle Chester finally let go of my foot “Ooof…” I fell forward onto the bench and Clarence’s cock slid out of me. His cum stream shot off and glazed my back. The last of it sprayed my ass, and it slid down the contours of my cheeks and settled on top of my abused hole. Chester looked surprised. “My my. I hadn’t even realized the two view were getting along so well. Did you shoot him up with a nice big load Clarence?“ Clarence was now straddling me playing with my butt cheeks and spreading them apart. I tried clenching my ass tight to prevent his cum from draining into me. “No. Butterfingers over here slipped and fell. So he got it all on his back.“ He was slapping his cock against the cum that was piled on my pucker. “But he did get a fair amount pooling right here.” Clarence leaned forward and put his hands on the bench next to my shoulders “let’s see if we can push some of that in shall we?“ He positioned his hips and started pressing his cock against my hole again. I felt myself opening up and the beginnings of his thick fluid starting to seep into me almost as if my asshole was involuntarily trying to suck in the pool of cum building up on it. I freaked out a little and pried myself out from beneath the man and stood up with haste. The ribbons of cum on my back all ran down and seeped between my ass crack. I was dripping on the floor. I must have looked like a cheap slut from, a raunchy porn. God I hope I didn’t get any inside me. Uncle noticed I was starting to lose it a little. He got up and put a hand on my shoulder. “Well Clarence, we’re going to check out the rest of the place. It’s always a pleasure to watch you fire your loads.” Uncle Chester was guiding me by the arm, continuing our tour of the area. “Let’s get you into a room. I’ll need to clean up all of that mess you’ve gathered on you.” He lead me into a room that looked to be about the size of a broom closet with a bench and a crude waterproof cushion. He partially closed the door behind us, leaving it cracked open. “Okay Will, get on the bed with your ass up. Let your dear old uncle clean you up.” Before I even had time to interject, he positioned me on the bench almost forcefully. He got on the bench with me and pulled my assless pants off and spread my legs. He grabbed my hips and positioned me, so my ass was pointed up at him. “I don’t see any towels here, uncle.” “Oh sweet boy, we don’t need towels.” And with that uncle Chester started licking the cum off of my back. Running his tongue all over, gulping up the loads that were sticking to me. His mouth worked its way down to my ass, and I was now getting rimmed by him. I couldn’t deny how amazing it felt. He was apparently a very expert ass eater. Eating up all the cum sticking between my cheeks and massaging my ring with his tongue. The treatment felt great and it put me more at ease, allowing me to calm down from the dangerous encounters from the other strange men in the place. He was making out with my asshole, sucking on it and jamming his tongue in deeper. Despite my uncles incestuous behavior, if we just stayed in here together and did this, I would be more okay with this rather than being at the mercy of the predators outside. It probably felt like we were there for 15 or 20 minutes with his face buried between my cheeks. Periodically i noticed there were some guys who peeked into the room to see what was going on. They looked as if window shopping then moved on. I was losing track of time and just enjoying the service to my ass. Then he got up. It was then I noticed that at some point during the rimming, the nice Chester took his clothes off. We were both nude in the dim room. “Woo, that was delicious. You have a divine ass young nephew.” “Thanks uncle.” His emphasizing the word nephew made me a little uncomfortable, but I was starting to get more used to his tastes. And I honestly loved getting eaten out. He grabbed my shoulder and flipped me over on my back. “OK, it’s time for you to return the favor.” He moved up and turned around. His knees pressing into the mat by my sides and his ankles resting on my shoulders with his feet next to my face. I was now staring up at my uncles ass. He grabbed his cheeks and spread them apart, and I was staring into his dark hole, as he brought it down on my mouth. I didn’t want to eat out his ass, but he used his feet to grip my face in place and grind his hips smearing his greasy hole on my lips. “Now be a good boy for me and work that tongue up in there. It’s only fair that you get a taste of me. It’s important that you learn to love the taste of my ass.” He wasn’t dirty, but he was definitely sweaty and musky. I was having a difficult time adjusting to my uncles ass press up against my mouth. I struggled a bit, I was trying to pull myself out from under him, but uncle let his weight pin me into place. He seemed a little upset over my unwillingness to reciprocate the rim job. “Now if you’re going to misbehave, then I may have no choice but to punish you by forcing you to eat something else other than my ass. You’re in the prime position to receive a special load from me. I wasn’t planning on introducing you to that kind of kink yet. So you have a choice Will, either give me a lovely rimming, or else you’re gonna get a crash course in more extreme raunch.” Oh God! He wasn’t really going to was he? Out of fear I stuck out my tongue, and I started circling it across his hole, signaling to him that I was going to comply with his demand. “Very good Will. Isn’t this much better when you do what I say?“ He relaxed his ass, enjoying my attempts at rimming him as best as he did to me. “Mmm, saver that taste, dear boy. You’re going to be doing this a lot more from now on.“ I’d never eaten ass before. Uncle Chester’s was salty and warm. It was embarrassing to be in this degrading position but I didn’t have any other choice. I felt him play with my cock as I worked on his hole. His large saggy balls were resting on my neck. While I lapped up his ass, I contemplated my situation thus far. My uncle and I have done a lot of incestuous acts today. He’s a kinky man with seemingly endless fetishes. He’s a poz breeder and has tried to inseminate me multiple times. He told me he wouldn’t penetrate me anymore but I didn’t know how much I could trust him at this point. As risky as he liked to play I should be looking for ways out of my situation but I was starting to kinda like some of the stuff we were doing. So far he seemed to be enjoying his rimjob. Perhaps he’ll be satisfied with just this. Him working his hands on my cock felt good and I had to admit I was starting to like licking his ass. It might have been the location or his constant boundary pushing but I think I was starting to develop into a bit of a kinkster myself. I didn’t know how long it was but at some point uncle Chester got up off of me. I let out a gasp as I could take in fresh air and come back down to earth. “That was lovely Will. I’m glad to see you being open to new things. How’d you like the taste of my ass?” “It was, nice. I hadn’t done that before.” “Well it won’t be the last. I expect you to eat me out every day, understand?” “Really?! This one time was fine, but every day? That’s…” “Tame, I know. But I’ll work you up to rimming me at least three times a day. A growing boy needs a balanced diet. In fact. Tomorrow morning before your breakfast, I’ll be up on the table dangling my ass above your plate and I’ll expect you to chow down on it before you have your eggs. Sound like fun?” “Uh, I.” Is he for real? That’s wild. I didnt know what to say. “Perfect, it’s settled then. Now how about you take a breather here while I go find some ass. Since you won’t let me have yours I need to empty my balls in something.” Uncle Chester went to leave, in the door way he turned to me. “You can stay in here or you can wander around and find a playmate. Oh and just so you know. If you see Clyde, feel free to play with him here all you like but don’t let him take you home with him. I’d like to keep you in one piece, he he.” What did he mean by that? But before I could ask he disappeared into the dark winding hallway, leaving me alone. It was the first time in a while I had any time to myself and collect my thoughts. Rationally i wanted to stay in the room until uncle had his fun, then we could go home. But I had a raging boner from all the kink play. I knew the place was filled with shady individuals but it’s not like I was absolutely innocent sexually. I thought perhaps I could have some fun with someone around here, preferably someone not a blood related. Or at least take it the sights. So I decided to leave the room and wander around. I explored the basement bathhouse in the nude. The clothes I was wearing were covered in cum and I hate the feeling of something sticky rubbing between my skin and clothing. Since I had never been, the experience was all quite a lot to take in. The dimly lit corridors made it hard to identify the bodies moving together in the areas both semi private and public. I had to brush away a couple hands reaching for me. It was surprising how forward some of the men were. I think some of them slowly fallowed me around for a bit. At one point I found my way to what looked like a steam room. It was darker in there and I could barely see, but it was warm and relaxing. I found a bench to sit on in the corner. i think i might have been sitting on water from the steam or some type of body fluid. I wasn’t alone there, there were at least a handful of other guys. A few of them were playing around. I could hear the periodic smacking sounds of mouths sucking on body parts. I minded my own business as I took in the steam. Before long someone sat next to me close. Our thighs touching. My eyes had adjusted a little to the dark and could make out what he looked like. A skinny old man with a sunken face, he had a couple strange dark blotches on his body, perhaps birthmarks. He grabbed my hand and put it on his cock. It was hard and about 7 or 8 inches. But as soon as he got my hand on it, I pulled away. I was trying to turn him down gently. He continued stroking his cock next to me, staring at me the whole time. At one point he reached behind me and was caressing my butt crack. He was giving a lifting motion as to tell me to show him my ass. He wasn’t getting the hint so I got up to leave. That’s when a chubby bear walked in. He was right in front of me and blocked my path. In the dark I could only see him vaguely. But he reached forward and caressed my chest. I was trying to move around when the older man got up and put his hands on my ass from behind. I was stuck between two strangers. The chubby bear was reaching for my dick and that made me move back. I backed up into the old man behind me and I felt him point his cock at my ass. He was trying to shove it in me. The bear in front was stroking my cock and getting me hard. I didn’t want what was happening. These guys creeped me out too much. The old guy behind me was pushing more aggressively. I could feel my self opening up and the strangers cock working it’s way in. I was already loosened up previously so he was having an easy time with it. He put a hand on my waist and a hand on my back for more leverage and pushed me, bending me over. My ass spread as my head was level with the chubby bears waist. I could see his dick closely, it was thick, with a glistening pink head. The bear grabbed my face and positioning his dick to stick it in my mouth. Oh god no, I don’t want to suck that thing. As he aimed his cock towards my lips, the old man behind me rammed his hips forward. His cock head popped in me and sent a jolt through my ass. That made me gasp and the bear in front of me shoved his cock in my mouth. I was getting penetrated from both ends. The sickly old man behind me slid the rest of his length inside and proceeded to fuck me with a steady pace. With my mouth filled with bear cock, I couldn’t tell him to take it out. The two men then started a casual conversation while my ass was getting drilled and my mouth stuffed. “A few more spots on you the last time. Late stages now?” The bear asked the old man. “Yeah, I’ll be going into hospice soon, figured I’d have some fun for old time sake.” The old man had a raspy monotone voice, like this was some uninteresting regular occurrence for him. I could feel the shape of his cock head rubbing up and down my insides with each thrust. “Luckily this guy was available. A shame something so young and cute is taking your cock raw.” “I don’t really care. He can’t be too clean if he’s hanging around here.” “True. Oh yeah that reminds me.” The bear stopped humping my face but kept his cock in my mouth. His hands pulled in the back of my head and buried my face into his pelvis firmly. His cock was thick but not lengthy so I wasn’t choking on it. As he held me still I became more aware of the sickly old man fucking me from behind. Each thrust I felt his boney hips. It was like he was a skeleton with a belly paunch. But the length was nice and felt good. Then the bear holding my head on his dick tilted his head back and sighed. That’s when I could immediately taste it. A hot bitter tanginess filling my mouth. The bear was pissing! Again? I already too one piss load from Chester. How are there so many guys here into this? He was pissing in my mouth and pinning my head to him too tight to open my mouth to let it spill out. There were only two directions it could go. Into my lungs or into my stomach. So I swallowed as fast as I could trying to keep up with his flow. “After this let’s get some dinner. I know a good place near by.” The bears cock continued to stream piss down my throat as he talked to his friend. “Yeah I’ll be ready to go soon, just need to get rid of this load.” “I’ll bet it’s like acid at this point.” “Yeah… ugh… pretty much… oof.” “Are you shooting?” The bear asked while nonchalantly using me as a toilet. “Not ye- wait ugh, yeah, here it is. Oof it’s coming…” the old man’s thrusting pace went from casual and steady to short and trembling jabs as he dug in deeper. The line of dialogue made me realize the old man fucking me was very toxic and was just about to cum in me. I was terrified. That made me muster up enough will to get up and try to dislodge myself from him. The bears cock slid out of my mouth and piss trailed down my chin. I pulled my ass so only the sickly old man’s head was left inside and that’s when I heard him make a weak grunt. “Ugh!” His cock started to twitch as I kept pulling my ass away. “Not yet!”The bear grabbed my head and yanked it down again on his still pissing cock, forcing me to drink the rest of him. That made my ass slide back on the old man hard. The tip of his cock dove deep and I felt it painfully stab at my insides. The old man grabbed my hips and I felt his finger tips dig into my skin with a hard grip. The flow of piss from the bear in my mouth was slowing down. “Ooof” the old man tensed his frail body as his wrinkled ass cheeks clenched in sync with his cock spasms which I felt deep in my ass. His cock head bobbing up and down, rubbing on the entrance to my colon. “Aaaahhh….” “Ahhhhh….” “……Ah…. That’s good…” The bear let go of my head as his piss came to a stop. His fingers loosened their grip just enough for me to yank my ass away. I shimmed myself out from the two and hurried out of the steam room. Shit that was way too close. I got off him in time right? I don’t know. But I don’t want to go back into that steam room. I quickly walked through the place and found myself in a slightly more secluded area. There were individual stalls in a discreet part of the room. I sat in one and closed the door. My heart was beating fast and my head was spinning. I couldn’t believe how fast I was violated by those two. And my stomach felt full. Full of… piss. Damn I thought I was going to drown in it. And there was so much of it. But strangely It was actually quite manageable to swallow after the first time with uncle. I wasn’t developing a piss fetish was I? Nah I think at the very least it’s something can do without much struggle. I’ll just sit here and calm down, then head back to the room. As I sat there for a moment, I heard someone walking by. They entered the stall next to mine and closed the door. I tried to be quiet. Hopefully they didn’t notice me there. But they did know someone was here. The wall dividing the stalls had a hole and a large cock came through it. Oh shit this is a glory hole booth. What was I supposed to do? Do I just leave? I opened the door quietly and peered out into the room. Just down the hall I saw a familiar large man turn a corner and walk in this general direction. I closed the door to the stall and hid, but the cock poking through the hole was still twitching at me. Clyde wandered over to the other stall next to me and entered. I didn’t want to cause a scene or make myself seem available so I turned towards the big dick poking through and grabbed it. Damn, I’m really gonna suck a random dudes dick in this place? Well I was open to having some fun and maybe this wouldn’t be so bad. The stall was kinda cramped so I turned to face the dick. My ass pressed up against the other wall. I opened my mouth and took in the mystery cock. It was salty and musky. It tasted amazing and felt hot and firm in my mouth. I was actually enjoying myself for once. The man on the other side sighed in approval. He rocked his hips toward me and worked his cock in my mouth. There was plenty of length to go over. I had some experience sucking cock but this was a lot of meat for me. I took my time with it. Savoring it. The tip was gushing pre. It was slimy and had a strong savory flavor. Fuck this cock was a dream come true. “Ah yeah that’s a good slut. Work daddies cock.” I knew that voice. Shit, uncle Chester?! Oh god I was sucking Chester’s cock! I was going to pull back but then I felt something warm poke my ass. Then I realized my ass was pressed up against the adjacent glory hole. Clyde was trying to dig his cock into my ass. He gave a thrust and I felt his fat cock slam up in my hole, causing me to lurch forward. Chester’s cock going down my throat hard. “Fuck yeah, deep throat that monster. That’s going to make me cum fast.” Uncle was loving it. I was freaking out. I didn’t know what Clyde had since he was a playmate of Chester’s. The assisted deep throat action was getting uncle harder. I pulled myself off of Chester’s cock. And slipped to the ground. Clyde’s cock sliding out from my ass. Clyde in the other stall got out and entered the stall with me. The large man towering over me, His dick pointing at my face and motioning to get it in my mouth. I stood up and wanted to leave but he pinned me to the wall. He grabbed my balls and sucked on one of my nipples. I couldn’t move or my nuts would hurt. That’s when I felt another poke against my ass. I was pressed up against the wall to uncle’s booth. My ass was against the glory hole and Chester was trying to stick his cock in me. I heard him mutter on the other side “You want it in there? Dirty fucker. It’s your funeral.” Then jammed his cock in me. I was scared. I was getting fucked by uncle Chester and pinned by Clyde. Clyde was playing with my body as Chester fucked me raw. Since my ass was penetrated so many times it didn’t hurt to have him dive in all at once. It was actually feeling good. I couldn’t deny that a large cock up my ass was a great feeling. Clyde put both hands on my face and said “Drink my cum.” Then forced my head down, bending me over. I was now face to face with his cock, with Chester getting more enthusiastic by the second. It was thick and shimmering with a lot of pre cum. I could see his hand stroking the base and he let out a grunt. His tip slid in past my lips as he came ribbons. My mouth was flooding with his load, some of it I swallowed, and some of it flew all over my face. It got everywhere. Since he was no longer pinning me I got up, withdrew Chester’s cock from my ass and left the stall. I sped walked through the place. I felt ashamed wearing cum globbed all over me. Others I passed by clearly could see me painted white. I eventually found the shower and immediately found the farthest one. I started cleaning myself off. The cum was thick and sticky. I was glad the showers had body wash available at least. While I was showering off someone else had entered the showers nearby. Naturally it would be unlikely to find any time to myself. I was minding my own business but the man walked closer to me. He was a middle aged dark man with balding black hair and a grey beard. Probably from India. He had a hairy bush but his cock was long and darker then the rest of his body and a red cock head. He played with it next to me while we showered. Getting it hard. He said something that I couldn’t understand. I tried ignoring him but he only got closer. I noticed he was fully hard now. Probably 7 inches uncut. He muttered something else and all I could do was just stand there not understanding what he was saying. I guess since he didn’t get a reply he went behind me and grabbed my ass. He was rough with my cheeks as he spread them. As if he was angry for some reason. He pointed his cock at my ass and started sticking it in. “Hey there Will. Found a playmate have you?” It was uncle Chester. He was watching the Indian man forcing himself on me. “Chester this isn’t…” that’s when the man thrust his cock into me. He jammed all 7 inches in one go. I felt my guts getting pushed in. “Ow fuck!” It didn’t hurt much, it was just shocking due to the abruptness but the man immediately fucked at a desperate and rushed pace. “Doesn’t look like you’re having much fun there.” Chester noticed. As the man was thrusting, Chester came over and tried to pry us apart. The man got frustrated and eventually gave up and slipped out of me. Chester shooed him away and he went off looking for something else to finish of in. “Thanks Chester. I wasn’t sure how to stop that guy. He was very persistent.” I was leaning against the shower wall while Chester was behind me holding my ass cheeks. “You need to learn how to turn men down. Your poor rectum here got a beating from that meat stick. Does it hurt?” “Yeah it’s pretty sore.” The guy didn’t seem interested in easing his way in. “Let me take a look. Bend over and spread your legs.” I bent over and stood with my feet shoulder length apart. Chester spread my ass apart to inspect my hole. “Doesn’t look like he tore you up, that’s good.” He circled a finger around my hole. “You should be more careful, there are plenty of men here that would love to take advantage of a handsome young man like you.” “I’ve noticed.” Uncle Chester got up and hugged me from behind. His dick swung up between my legs, resting beneath my balls. “Are you having fun here?” “Uh sure. It alright. When were we going to leave?” “In a bit I still want to breed some ass.” He gave a grind of his hips into me. “I had a nice warm ass earlier but the fucker ran off before I could finish.” “How about I wait in the room while you have your fun? I’ve seen enough of this place already.” “Alright. Let’s get you back.” We left the showers and made our way back to the room where our clothes were. Chester sat in the bed while crouched down to pick up my stuff off the floor. I was going to get dressed but uncle Chester put a foot on my had and lowered the clothes. “Stay nude. I enjoy seeing your body. You’re so handsome and fit.” “Okay, thanks uncle.” His foot traced up my arm and made it was up to my chin. I could smell it. It was a little cheesy. He circled his big toe around my lips. “Do you like my feet Will?” “Yeah.” I didn’t want to be rude and say no, but I wasn’t sure if I really didn’t like them. “Do you want to be your uncles foot boy?” I didn’t answer. Chester was rubbing both feet all over my face. They were large and and warm. And unlike the rest of him, his feet were plump and juicy. Deep down the treatment was exciting me. I was breathing heavily. The face rubbing stopped and his toes centered on my mouth. He stuck a big toe in. Resting it on my tongue “If you want to become my dirty little foot slave then let me know by sucking on that.” Be his foot slave? I’m his nephew, I can’t be a fetish slave for him. But something about being in this position was turning me on. I kinda wanted to suck his toes but that would mean agreeing to let him take things further. I didn’t know what to do. But I loved the taste of his toe in my mouth. My hands were making their way up and caressing his foot. My lips closed around his toe and his expression changed to a cocky sinister smile. “Hope I’m not interrupting.” I took uncles foot out of my mouth and we both looked over to see Arther standing in the doorway. His veiny dick half flaccid and dangling between his legs. “Oh no. You’re fine. I was just about to head out and breed.” Uncle Chester got up off the bed and walked out the door. “You just relax, Will. I won’t be gone long. Probably.” With that he wandered off, leaving me alone with Arther standing in the doorway way. “So, you like serving your uncles feet, do you, ya dirty boy.” Arther teased. Having someone call out the shameless kink that uncle and I were doing made me feel very embarrassed. It’s not something that I would want to become common knowledge amongst social circles around here. I couldn’t even deny it. He did walk in on me about to suck on uncle‘s toes. I did like it, but this time was different. Uncle wanted me to agree to become his foot slave by sucking on his toe as a confirmation. Was I really going to do it? Sure, the kink was getting the better of me, but that didn’t mean I wanted to offer myself up like that. Did I? “I take it you’re new to all this? You definitely have had that deer in the headlights disposition the entire time you’ve been here.” “Yeah I’ve only been in town for a couple days.” “And he’s already made you his boy toy? You must be either kinky as hell or submissive as hell.” He was hard now. And stepping towards me. His cock was resting under my chin as his hands rubbed my hair. “I like submissive boys.” He was now rubbing his cock all over my face. The bulging veins looked uncomfortable. Everything about his cock seemed aggressive. He stopped at my mouth and used his thumb to force my mouth open and slide his cock in. “Now suck me.”

Now that I got to see. Handsome muscle boys getting violated by creepy old trolls is definitely my favorite genre.

The last, long fuck by Master before I left for NY

A few years ago my partner Steve and I went to Gay Days in Disneyland. It always happens the first full weekend in October. We had been a few times before and always had a blast. We’d meet guys from all over the country and run around with them for the day inside the park. One of the best things about the weekend is that on Friday and Saturday they always have giant parties host in different locations around the parks or in one of the host hotels. We would go dance, drink, and make out with guys that we just meet or from earlier in the day. My partner and I also have a big sexual appetite and this night was no different. We play together as well as separately. It was Friday night, we had gone back to the hotel room to get cleaned up and ready for the Kingdom party that was being held at the House of Blues in downtown Disney. We had a few cocktails in the room to get pre-liquored up since the drinks tend to be damn expensive. Arriving at the House of Blues, we found the party in full swing, music blazing, and go-go boys shaking their asses for those willing to give up a dollar or two for a quick grope and squeeze. Steve was talking with a hot muscle guy, Anthony, who we had meet earlier in the day while waiting in line for Space Mountain. They chatted while I danced for a while with a couple of guys with their shirts off. Finally I was thirsty and walked over to them. By this point the muscle guy was joined by his boyfriend, Peter, who was a tasty hot dark haired guy with a tight body. We all chatted for a little while as we continued to drink the night away. Soon this led into us making out near the bar. All of us hot and bothered and were ready for some action. Steve suggested that he and Anthony go back to our room while Peter and I make way to theirs. We all agreed and went on our way. It turns out that we were staying in different hotels and headed in opposite directions. The entire way to Peter’s room we could not keep our hands off each other. Rubbing, kissing, and reaching into each other’s pants. When we finally made it to the room Peter opened the door and to my surprise two other guys where in the room sitting on the bed watching TV. Peter had forgotten to mention that they were sharing their hotel room with a couple of friends, Eric and Jason. I was concerned that we would not be able to fuck, and I really needed some fat cock in my ass! Peter eased my worries very quickly as he just closed the door and threw me on the bed and started kissing me all in one motion. He asked if it was okay if Eric and Jason could watch and I said that they could join in as far as I was concerned. They both were built very similar to Peter. In no time at all we were each naked and everyone was sucking someone else's cock. Peter had been sucking on Jason’s cock before moving onto to eating my ass out. This is when I notice that all three of them had a tattoo around their belly buttons. Each a different design but each the same thing…a bio hazard tattoo! I was shocked and stop sucking on Eric fat uncut cock. Eric looked down and me and smiled asking if I liked the tattoo. I just lay there, wide eyed, while Peter continued to eat my hole. I told Eric that I was hoping to get cock in my ass but now that I saw their tats that that was not going to happen. Peter popped up for my hole and asked “why not?” I replied because they were all poz. Peter just chuckled and said I already had a poz load soaking into my hole. “What the fuck do you mean I already have a poz load soaking into my hole?!” “You have Jason’s thick toxic load in your hole.” Jason had cum in Peter’s mouth while we were sucking each other’s cock, before Peter started eating my ass out. Peter did not swallow and worked Jason’s load into my hole with his tongue so I would be ready for all of their cocks. I have to admit that even though I was freaking out on the inside I was extremely turn the hell on. I had always fantasized about taking a poz cock and load in my ass. I always jacked off to stories online about being stealthed but had never told anyone about it, not even Steve. Peter could see that my cock started to throb even more and was leaking a heavy amount of precum after he told me I had Jason’s toxic load in my ass. Peter placed his thick cock at the opening of my hole and gave me a look as if waiting for my approval that he go ahead and fill my ass with his cock. I gave him a smile and started to suck Eric’s cock again and started to stroke Jason’s. This is all Peter needed before sliding into my ass fast and deep in one swift motion hitting his balls against my ass. “Fuck yeah,” I grunted, my voice somewhat muffled by Eric’s cock. Peter worked his cock in my hole good, pulling all the way out and slamming it back in balls deep. I had not been fucked like this in a long while. That 'Fuck yeah' was all I could manage. I was so fucking turned on by the thought of having my hole used by a fat uncut poz cock bareback, let alone getting three raw poz cocks in my ass! Peter lasted about ten minutes before his breathing increased and shouted “Take my dirty fucking seed you slut!” I could feel his cock pulse inside my ass as it deposited the second toxic load of the night. His cock twitched and throbbed inside me making my flesh and hole twitch in delight. The second Peter slid out, Eric slid into my ass, filling me with his fat uncut piece of meat. He did not last more than five minutes since I had been sucking his cock the entire time. “Oh fuck yeah, I'm gonna to knock you up good. Here it comes!” “Fucking fill my ass up, you dirty bastard!” “Fuck yeah!!!!!” It felt like a lake was forming inside my ass when his load meet-up with Jason’s and Peter’s. This entire time Jason had been jacking his cock and was ready to blow another thick toxic load into my willing horny neg ass. Sliding in balls-deep, he lasted only three thrust before his cock blew another thick creamy load into my hole. At that moment we heard a key working the lock on the door and in walked Anthony. “I see we are having some fun in here!” It had been close to an hour and a half since we all parted ways at the party to head off to the rooms for fun. “How many loads does he have?” “Four total.” Eric replied. “Time to add mine to the mix!” As Anthony said this he started stripping his clothes off and again I noticed that familiar tat around the belly button. “Holy shit yes!” I moaned. Anthony moved over and started to slide his 8” cock into my well used and cum filled ass. “So did you fuck Steve?” I asked as Anthony worked my hole. “I’m not going to kiss and tell.” “Did he see the Bio tat?” “That he did.” “I can’t believe that I am taking raw poz cock! It has been a fantasy of mine but I have never mentioned it to anyone.” “Then I am glad we get to help with your fantasy coming true.” He was making deep slow strokes in and out of my ass with his fat cock slowly picking up the pace as we chatted. “You ready for my bug juice?” “Fuck yes! Blow every drop you have in me!” With that Anthony let out a long deep moan as I felt his cock blow deep with my gut. “That makes five total for the night” Eric said. “Shouldn’t take long for you to convert over now,” Anthony remarked. “Is that a guarantee?” I asked. “Pretty much, since none of us or on any kind of meds," Eric replied as the other three nodded their heads with big smirks on their faces. “Well time for you to go back to your man,” Anthony said as he started to toss my clothes to me. “Fuck” I said “I can’t believe I just did that. What am I going to tell Steve?” “Who said you have to tell him anything other than that you had a great time.” “I guess.” “Oh make sure to keep those loads in your ass for the rest of the night. Maybe we will see you in the park tomorrow.” As I started to walk back to my hotel the streets were pretty much empty except for a few people here and there. When I reached the hotel and made it the room I was quiet since I was not sure if Steve would still be up or not. Opening the door the room was dark and I could hear snoring coming from the king-size bed in the middle of the room. I decided not to shower and follow Anthony's recommendation, and keep the five toxic loads in my ass for the rest of the night. I stripped out of my clothes and climbed quietly into bed. I did not take long for me to fall asleep after the late night work out I had just received. About an hour later I was awakened to Steve’s hard cock nudging up against my abused and filled hole. I was worried that he would freak out if he noticed that my ass was loaded up with cum since our rule is that we only play safe with others, let alone that I had just taken five poz cocks and loads raw into my ass. Steve could sense that I was now awake since I began to push back onto his hard cock. “You have a good time?” he asked as he started to slide the head of his throbbing cock into my hole. “I sure did. You?” “You bet your ass I did” he replied. By this point he had made it balls-deep into my sloppy hole and began to move slowly in and out. “I can tell that you had some fun.” “What do you mean?” I asked him. “Your hole feels slick and creamy.” Fuck he had noticed. I had no idea what to say at this point. I had never broken our rule before of only playing safe. “It’s okay, don’t worry about it” he said as he continued to slowly work his cock in and out of my hole. “Don’t worry about it? Are you sure?” I asked. “Yeah, don’t worry about it; I broke the rule tonight as well. I fucked Anthony raw and blew in his hole.” “You did?” “Yupe!” Holy shit I was so fucking horned up at this point. I realized that I had never cum earlier. “Fuck yeah, Steve; fuck me like you fucked Anthony!” “Oh yeah, baby, I’m going to! Damn your hole is so slick. How many loads did you take?” “Five” I said with heavy breath. “Five! Shit, how many guys fucked you?” Panting I replied “Four, they are sharing their room with a couple of friends." “I know” he said with a chuckle. “You knew?” “Yup, I arranged it for you.” “You did?” “Yes I did, baby. I though you could use some fun. It has been so long since we have been on a vacation I really wanted you to enjoy yourself. I wanted to fulfill your every fantasy.” The second Steve said that I froze while Steve continued to pump my ass. “What did you say?” I asked. “I wanted to fulfill your fantasy. It was not an accident that we meet Anthony and Eric today in the park. I found them online a few months ago when we decided to go on vacation. I have been chatting with them ever since and arranged this whole night.” I listened to him tell the story while he slid in and out slowly each time pulling almost all the way out before make his way back in balls-deep. I still had mentioned nothing about the four of them each being poz and not on meds when he said “I found them on one of your websites.” “One of mine?” “Yes, one of the sites you've been hiding from me.” I started to moan even louder now as I knew what he was getting at. “I know you are a dirty little bug chasing whore but were too scared to ever do anything about it unless fate stepped in…so I did.” “Holy shit Steve, I can’t believe this! I never would have told you 'cause I was scared what you might think of me.” “No worries, I’m just glad that you forget to clear your internet history sometimes or I would never have gotten the chance to get your ass after it was filled with a shit load of toxic cum!” With that I could feel my cock begin to swell to its limit and blow all over my chest, face and bed. “Fuck me Steve! Work that toxic sperm into my hole!” Two seconds later Steve began to grunt as he pounded away at my cum-greased ass and he blew his load as deeply as he could get his pulsating cock. Afterwards Steve lay next to me with his cock still my ass as we fell asleep me in his arms. When we woke up in the morning I rolled over and gave Steve the biggest kiss I ever had and said “Thank you” “You're welcome” he said with a wink and a grin. “I still can’t believe that that happened last night. I never thought I would ever do that. Fuck that was hot.” "I’m glad I could help fulfill a fantasy of yours, not to mention one that fucking hot. Oh by the way it is not over yet. The guys will all be coming over here tonight to give you another helping to make sure it takes.” “Oh god yes!” I moaned as we exchanged a passionate kiss. Steve then let me in on his next bomb: “Plus I need to get another deposit from Anthony as well. Oh yeah, I forgot to mention that after I fucked him he flipped me over and filled my ass up with a couple of loads of his own!” I instantly moved my hand to Steve’s ass to feel weather he still had Anthony’s charged load in his ass. Sure enough my fingers slid right into his ass with ease thanks to the toxic lube he had kept with him over-night. I pulled my fingers out and sucked on them before giving Steve another deep long kiss. “I love you,” I whispered in his ear. “As you should,” he whispered back with a smile. “Now let’s get showered and get something to eat! You’re going to need your strength for tonight!” This is my first attempt at writing a story like this. I hope it was enjoyable. If it is well received I will continue to write more.

Part 1: How it started My name is Mark and a little bit about me is I'm 18. 5' 11". 245 pounds. Kinda between sticky and muscular. Nothing to brag about but I have been going to the gym pretty regularly. I usually workout late at night just to avoid the crowds and there's usually just one other guy there. His name is David. We chat occasionally about nothing really. If we need a spot then we are each happy to help the other out. David is probably in his 40's with very little fat. He is probably around 6'7" or 6'8" because he towers over me. Weight wise we are probably about the same. I've never thought about my sexuality much but I have noticed David seems to be well endowed whenever we are changing together in the locker room. Me not so much. One night as I'm doing my back workout my back really starts tightening up. I mean it's at the point where I just can't get it to loosen up. David noticed my pain and suggested that maybe I needed a deep tissue massage on my back to help loosen it up. I've never had a massage before and wasn't sure where I could get one at this late at night. David then told me he was actually a massage therapist and he would be more than happy to give me a massage. I was a bit nervous but the pain won out. I didn't change and we grabbed our bags and I followed him back to his place which was only about 5 minutes from the gym. Gotta love living in a small town. followed David inside and he led me into his room with the massage table. I wasn't sure about what to leave on and he told me just to strip to my underwear and lay on my stomach. He had me put my face through a doughnut looking thing at the head of his massage table. I noticed he had really warm in the room but as I was just in my underwear it felt really good. David said he was going to get comfortable because he didn't want to get too hot. I didn't care. I mean after all, this was his house. He stripped down to a jockstrap and nothing more. He had some type of oil in a pot that he kept warm and as soon as he applied it I was gone. It was so warm and felt so good. David then started just rubbing my back at first trying to see if that would help with some of the tension. David definitely knew what he was doing because my back did start loosening up. But there was still a lot of tension. He then told me he needed to go deeper and suggested I remove my underwear to help him massage me deeper. I didn't think anything about it because he had already relaxed me to this point so I just lifted myself up slightly as he removed my underwear. He also removed his jockstrap saying he was getting hot working on my back. For some reason I didn't question it because it sounded reasonable to me. He was standing by my head as he really started getting deeper on my back. I let a low moan as he made a deep path down my back. I could feel the muscles starting to loosen up. I opened my eyes and noticed David was now sporting quite a hard on. And it wasn't far from my face. I felt my own cock stir a little bit as well. I wasn't sure if David was gay or not and wasn't sure how to proceed. But as he kept loosening my back up and I would moan I noticed his cock would twitch. Which in turn caused my own cock to twitch. He then stopped for a moment and said he was going to remove the doughnut to help get a better angle to my back. He then proceeded to start rubbing my back again but this time his cock was directly in line with my mouth. I had never considered sucking a cock before and really wasn't sure how to. So I just opened my mouth and let his cock just find it's way in. To my surprise he didn't pull back and gently started rocking back and forth slowly fucking my mouth. No words were spoken. My own cock was now so hard it was hurting. I was enjoying allowing David to fuck my mouth. I had totally forgotten about my back but he was definitely going deeper on my back and in my mouth. I could taste some saltiness leaking from his cock and knew he was giving me copious amounts of his precum. I don't know how long this went on but I knew I didn't want it to stop. After a while I no longer felt any pain in my back. David then rubbed some oil on my cheeks and around my hole. He ran a finger across my hole and I moaned around his cock. This must have been all it took because I felt his cock swell up and he started cumming down my throat. He must hadn't cum in quite a while because there was a lot. I impressed both of us by swallowing it all without spilling a drop. After he finished he didn't remove his cock and continued to fuck my mouth. He didn't go soft either. Damn I was loving being used like this. David then started inserting his finger into my hole to help loosen me up. I knew what he wanted next and I was more than happy to give it to him.

Part 6 ….Dripping with sweat, Tom falls back beside me. Rolling me slightly, he plunges a few fingers into my ass and feeds me a taste of his frothy loads. Pulling me into a hug, his semi-hard cock is resting between my ass cheeks he growls what a greedy fuck I am. We lay there for a while basking in a post fuck bliss. Exhausted, I’m fighting sleep, when he whispers in my ear not to plan on getting too relaxed, as he’s sure he can top off my hole in another couple hours. Looking forward to more from this stud, I’m completely content, and we both dose off to sleep…. Sure enough, a couple hours later I awaken with Tom’s cock sliding into my hole. Tom starts slowly and soon is pounding away. I’m spent, and don’t think I even get hard as I’m now just a fuck sleeve for his use. I let him drill me as he pleases, and he screams out Fuck as he delivers another load. Not even pulling out, he gives a low grumble and before long he has fallen asleep. Glancing at the clock, it reads 4 AM. My hole is a bit sore, but fuck this has been an amazing ride since he walked in my door. I’m addicted to his cock and I lean further into him savoring his dick in my ass as I slowly fall back asleep. I slowly awaken and glance at the clock which reads 11 AM. Coming to my senses, my sore ass reminds me of last night and I hear the shower running. I get up and go to the doorway and stand there admiring him. I’ve just had an epic night of fucking and want to commit his image to my memory. Tom’s 6’ 2”, has a decent build and a great ass. His upper torso is covered in prison ink with tribal bands going down his legs. He’s got a decent amount of chest hair, a biohazard tattoo on his obliques and a thick as a beer can dick, that I’ve learned grows to over 10”. Emblazoned with a scorpion tatt along his cock in ends with a roughed-up PA. I join him in the shower as he pulls me into an embrace. Delivering a quick kiss, he steps out, dries off and pulls his trunk briefs back on. Going out the door he tells me coffee’s on, and he’s made breakfast. The bed was dry so when I awoke and exploring my hole find I must have absorbed a lot of his seed. I quickly clean up in the shower and make sure my ass is ready for whatever the day brings. I get to the kitchen and see Tom scooping up bacon, eggs and pancakes. He tells me to grab a couple coffees as he goes outside to the dining table. Famished, I’m enjoying the food as we get to know each other. He asks about me and how I came to be such an eager bottom. I tell him the stories about Jason who was my regular FB (Jason-breeds). As I tell him about Paul training me to be a cum dump and pozzing me with his buds he laughs and is impressed with the slut I’ve become. (My Journey of Becoming a Poz Cumdump Daddy). I share my job history and how it’s been a rough couple months getting things going here causing a dry spell and why I reached out to him. I ask Tom to tell me his story and he shares how he made stupid mistakes when younger. He and a couple buds met up when one says he got a new car. They go to a convenience store, steal a couple beers and end up in a high speed chase being pursued by some small town sheriff. They get in an accident with another driver who is injured pretty bad. Turns out, unknown to Tom the car was stolen. They all had a good amount of weed on them and next thing he knows he’s in prison as an accessory to aggravated assault, evading the police and possession. He gets sentenced to 10 years but getting into stupid fights time gets added and turns into 15 years before he’s released. I ask him about the tattoos, and he tells me about the Cuban guys who raped and pozzed him. Some guys offered to provide him protection and he ended up a bitch for a group of gang members. The tattoos identify gang affiliation and status. Plus he felt getting additional ink gave him some control over his body and was pretty hot. Several of the guys loved taking it in the ass as much as giving it and he found out his big dick and huge loads were popular. Since getting out he was only able to find a dead-end job that doesn’t pay shit. He figured he could use his talents to earn a bit more and has been doing this for a couple months now and really enjoys it. Over a leisurely couple of hours chatting, we discussed growing up and I find we have more in common than I expected. Hell, we had very similar upraising and fate just pulled us in different directions. He’s got a gentle assuredness about him that I’m really drawn to. He’s got a great sense of humor, and we find ourselves laughing and just enjoying ourselves as we lay by the pool. Tom pulls out the dap barrel again, drops in a crystal and we both take a couple hits and spend the afternoon getting high and relaxing. At some point he’s rubbing lotion on my back, ass and legs and Tom comments on how my asshole is puffy and slightly open. Playing with my hole he spits on his fingers, and inserts a couple. He’s swirling around a bit and with his thumb is massaging my taint. Adding more spit he adds a third finger and I’m getting hard and really enjoying the feeling as he opens me up further. He pulls out suddenly and say’s shit, I just thought of something. From what you told me earlier, how’d you feel about me getting a friend of his to join us? I tell him I’d definitely be up to that. Tom tells me about Ivan, a guy he works with that got started meeting up with guys. Ivan immigrated from Romania about four years ago. He is blond, 34, with a swimmers build, a well-defined chest, six pack abs and stands 6’ 5”. His English sucks and he doesn’t understand half of what is said to him but he more than makes up for that with his laid-back fun loving personality. Tom adds, oh, and he’s got an 11” dick. The man is huge, has an impressive girth; beer can territory, and he loves to fuck. He’s been Poz-undetectable but had to come off meds 6 months ago and his viral load has spiked up again. He had to go home for a funeral for several weeks and just got back. There wasn’t much opportunity to get laid and he has been as horny as fuck as a result. Tom explains how the trip tapped Ivan out and he could use a few bucks. Tom tells me they’ve played together several times and is sure we can have an amazing fuck session with him. Slightly salivating, I tell Tom to make it happen. Reaching for his cell, he calls Ivan and after repeating himself a few times and assuring him I’m ok with being fucked unmedicated. It sounds like Ivan would love to join us. Tom tells me Ivan gets off work in an hour around 4 and could be here by 5. I nod yes as Tom tells him we’ll order an Uber and text with directions. I look at Tom and say to him how amazing he makes me feel and that for some reason I trust him completely. He looks deeply into my eyes and telling me how much he appreciates that, thinks I’m pretty cool to and promises he won’t let me down. Tom comes back to the chaise, which is now in the shade bends down and kisses me. With a wide grin on his face he says, now, where were we? That’s right I was going to get your hole opened back up. Given Ivan’s huge dick, Tom says he has some work to do as he pulls out a fresh tube of boy butter from his pack and tosses me the poppers. Tom applies an ample amount of the lube to my hole and resumes fingering me with three fingers. I’m already hard and I can see precum already starting to leak from my cock. Tom covers his hand with the lube adding a bit more to my ass. I take a deep hit just as he adds a fourth finger and works to open me further. After sliding back and forth in my hole a bit, Tom pulls out, adds more lube and covers both of his hands. Sliding in quickly and pulling out he begins switches hands back and forth stretching me open ever wider as the two hands pass on their journey in and out of my hole. As he gets deeper he is massaging my prostate from every angle. I’m moaning in pure pleasure as my cock seems to be streaming more and more of the clear liquid. I beg him for more telling how connected I feel and that I can’t get enough of him. Tom tells me how hot I look taking his hands and that my hole is so open and is even sucking his fingers back in. He pulls out then covers the rest of his right hand and wrist with a generous amount of lube and tells me to get ready as he slowly enters my ass again. Taking a deep hit of the poppers and feeling the flush hit me, Tom adds his thumb to the mix and begins twisting his hand around. I loudly moan FUCK as he brushes against my prostate and stretches his fingers around my anal canal. Telling me how turned on he is seeing me take his hand, Tom adds more lube to his wrist and says get ready. I breathe in deep as his hand slides in me fully. He starts in small increments, pulling out and quickly goes back in further. My ass is burning as he continues going deeper. I’m now sweating as Tom starts twisting around inside me. He tells me what a pig I am taking him, and how turned on he is controlling my pleasure. He flexes his fingers all around touching every part of me as his knuckles brushing my prostate. He slides even deeper as my hole stretches further. I’m leaking profusely as his hand continues probing further. I begin bucking back and forth on him taking more of as he tells me my hole has just blossomed open and he up to his wrist. Twisting his arm around inside me I’m completely lost in lust. He grabs my cock with his other hand and starts to slowly stroke. I can’t believe how fucking great this feels. I’m still bucking my ass riding the pleasure wave. vI suddenly see stars and my cock erupts shooting a volley that hits my face. My entire body starts spasming as I feel my entire body enveloped in wave after wave of orgasm. As I come back down, I open my eyes and look at Tom who has a huge grin on his face. Looking into his eyes I see he’s close to tears as he tells me how incredible it was watching me and how moving it is for him as I completely gave into him. I can see he is completely hard, his prick covered precum. He slowly pulls his wrist out as I feel my ass lips dragging along his wrist. As his exit is complete, I feel so empty. He says, damn, I’ve not wrecked your ass, but I can clearly see inside your hole. He’s so looking forward to having my cock inside me but wants to wait for Ivan. And yes, I think you are ready for Ivan’s weapon. He pulls me up on wobbly legs and guides me to the couch. Toms says he’ll be right back as he goes to the kitchen and washes his hands. He offers me some water and tells me to hydrate and relax as Ivan will be here shortly. Tom sits down and I lean back into his chest feeling completely relaxed. We probably sat there for 10 minutes as I slowly recovered from this life altering experience. Tom’s phone chimes. Looking down he says Ivan’s here, covers up with a towel and goes to the front door to let him in…. ___________________________________________________ Hey guys hope you are enjoying. Wanted to further develop the back story as Tom and I developed a relationship. And yes, he really did have to get me whole ready for what’s to come. I appreciate the comments, keep them coming.

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The first time I had sex with a younger man I was 30 and he was 22. We fucked each other every day and I introduced him to fisting. That same year a 21 year old vers/top with a 10 " thick cock was fucking me every day fkr a couple weeks when he told me that he is a rent boy. I already knew. I wasn't really into much younger guys and younger tops till I was 45. I love skinny tops with huge cocks from 18 to 24 years old, getting pounded hard and rough by a brutal selfish top. The way they wanna fuck they're less likely ti find guys their age that wanna get fucked like that.i love being a cumdump pig for younger tops gsngbanging my sloppy mancunt

I am a bottom who is particularly fond of law enforcement officers and military men. Two men in my life are a retired police chief and a retired county sheriff ! Both Alpha Males, fathers, grandfathers , and active in serving the community. Quality men that I am proud to receive DNA from.

Taking this opportunity to re-introduce my hungry poz cum and ffist receptacle.

I was in Blackpool for a few days over New Year, and had 42 loads pumped up this sleazy hole while there. My last loads on New Years Day were probably the horniest and most intense. I went in to the sauna, smooth, lubed clean hole ready to get all spunked up. Straight upstairs I went in the darkroom and bent over the gym horse - arse on offer for anyone who wanted a wet warm hole to fuck and dump in. Soon a guy came in, had a feel of my hole and came round side taking his towel off and a thick 6" cock flopped out in front of me. Taking a hit of poppers, my mouth was straight open worshipping his meat and feeling it throb as he groaned. Soon there was three other guys in the room, one of them fingering my hole as I sucked the first guy off. Soon I felt him slapping his cock around my hole before he was pushing straight up. I'm instantly in my happy place, hard cock in each end - spit-roasting these holes. More guys came in the darkroom, and at peak around 8 were there at same time. The first guy fucking me shot his load, a nice thick load of spunk straight up my arse. Then the whole room came alive, lots of arse to mouth swapping and breeding of this hole, and after about 50 minutes I had 6 loads dripping out of my arse, and could still taste the guy who exploded in my mouth. The room quietened down after this, and I wandered downstairs slightly dazed from so much fucking (and poppers)...I decided it was time to blow my own load, so got my arse in the sling took a hit of poppers and was wanking hard. A fit young muscled guy walked past, and was watching me. After about a minute, he was over shoving another thick hard dick into this sloppy hole. I was close to shooting my own load, as he started pounding away, so I took my hand off my own cock. But was too late - the feeling of the other loads spurting out of my ass, and his dick wrecking my hole sent me over the edge, shooting my own cum everywhere. He didn't stop though - and after couple of minutes pounding me hard and deep he grunted and dumped his own load....my last for now....deep up my wrecked cunt. In 2024 I took 679 loads in total, and these were the first 8 loads I took this year. Wonder how many guys can I give this cum hungry hole to in 2025?

A great view of my cumhole. Get your face in that canyon! You can almost taste it, can't you?

19 year old guy, I knew from college, proceeded to ask me about butt fucking. I knew he was curious and had sense of humor that tend to be sexually charged. So I let on one night about my sexual habits. You know how the story goes. He wanted to see how it felt. That Hass fucked me twenty ways to Sunday! Yeah it was great! However was he great because of his age? ....My thought though on age and man sex is that, regardless of age, it's what your playmate(s) bring to the party..it's all about skill/ experience not about age.

Part 5 …..I open my mouth to protest and he hawks deeply and unloads a huge glob of juice into my mouth. He puts one hand to my throat tightening his grip and with the other squeezes my mouth open loading my mouth with another load of phlegm. I am so turned on by this angry and aggressive possession as I give in to his domination. Slowly releasing my throat, he pulls me into a kiss and transfers more saliva into my mouth. He roughly shoves his tongue in my mouth with a deep kiss secreting more saliva into my mouth. Swallowing the remnants, I think; “Fuck this guy owns me, and I can’t get enough of this beast”… Tom stands up and tells me to get in the pool so we can cool off. He grabs the bottle of scotch, takes a deep tug on the bottle and brings it with him as he joins me in the water. I drank a heavy pour as we lean into each other. I let him know this has been one of the best nights of my life. My ass is sore for sure, but my feeling of completeness is overwhelming. We float in the pool for a while as we cool down, embracing and kissing. It’s not long and we finish the bottle and I’m feeling a good buzz. While I’m exhausted, I don’t want the evening to end and ask Tom if he’ll spend the night, maybe even the weekend. He quickly agrees and suggests we keep the buzz going and steps out and grabs a vape pen from his pocket. Taking a couple deep hits, it’s not long and I feeling completely chilled. When I get high, I’m instantly horny and true to form my cock is as hard as a rock. One of the many features I love about this house is all the rooms overlooking the pool open out and have electronic smart glass allowing any level of privacy I want. Eyeing the massive shower through the large window, seeing multiple heads and jets, Tom leads me by the dick and says let’s take a shower and then I’ll give you a massage. With a shit ass grin he says he may even allow me to come. In the shower, Tom soaps me up and rinses me off. He kneels and soon has my cock in his mouth. Using his tongue, he licks the head and shaft. Like the pro he is, my entire cock goes down his throat and he expertly works me into a fully turned on state. Coming off my cock, the licks down to my balls and takes each nut in his mouth individually then in tandem. I’m so turned on. Turning me around he spread my ass cheeks and is quickly eating my ass. His tongue is fucking me probing my open hole. Sensing I’m getting close, he stands up, steps out and as he does so turns the hot water off without me seeing and I’m doused in cold water. Screeching from the sudden cold he sees my cock quickly wilt and starts laughing as I quickly step out. Drying me off, he continues grinning and tells me he’s not ready for me to cum yet and asks if I have any massage oil or lotion. Guiding me to the bed he tells me to lie on my stomach and joining me, he drizzles oil on my shoulders and back he’s soon giving me a deep tissue massage. He works down to my lower back and ass working it deep. I’m groaning with pleasure as he finds knots and tension points. Next, he starts on my right foot and leg, working them deeply. He works up to my inner thighs and I’m groaning as I tell him he’s found my most sensual spot and massages in deeper and continues as he rubs my taint and plays with my hole a bit. Knowing I’m hard again, he withdraws back and then repeats this on the left leg. It’s not long again and he is back at the inner thigh again and cupping my balls. I’m cock is as hard as steel when he’s says to turn over. Now laying on my back Tom straddles me and pours some oil on my cock, slowly stroking me. Spreading his legs further he slides up and starts passionately kissing me. He sits up, pulls his ass cheeks apart and slides right down on my dick until I’m balls deep. It’s been a while since I’ve fucked anyone and am loving the warmth of his hole. He then starts slowly riding me. His pace quickens and I feel his ass clamping down as he begins slamming up and down on my cock. As animalistic as he was when fucking me, he is now doing the same as he’s impaling himself with my dick. He demands I give him my toxic load as he is milking my cock with his ass. I’m so turned on its not long when I scream out FUCK as my load erupts in his ass. Tom continues riding me until he feels me soften and slip out. He slides onto my chest and returns to kissing me. Pulling back, he turns around shoves his butt in my face and tells me to eat my load. I love eating ass, especially when there is a fresh load. I’m rimming him deeply and trying to eat my load back out. He pulls up slightly demanding I open my mouth and he immediately dumps his ass load in my eager mouth. Telling me not to swallow, he turns around, drops down to kiss me again and I share some of the contents with him. We both swallow as the guy continues to amaze me. Tom’s dick is hard again. He spreads my legs apart with his and immediately slides into my ass again. Pulling my waist up he starts pounding me. He soon tenses up and delivers another load into my sloppy hole. I’m not sure how he can cum so much and so many times in 4 hours but I’m not going to complain. Falling beside me, he pulls me into a hug with his semi-hard cock resting between my ass cheeks. Exhausted, I’m fighting sleep when he whispers in my ear not to plan on too much sleep, as Tom’s sure he can top off my hole in another hour or two. Looking forward to more from this stud, I’m completely content and we both dose off to sleep before long….

Part 2 ….. As I’m catching my breath, he then grabs my face holding my mouth open and says I must need more lube. He hawks up and then delivers a heavy load of spit into my mouth. Swallowing I say yes sir that must be it, as he then delivers several more shots of snot into my willing mouth. Now don’t forget to breathe through your nose like a good hole, he demands. He then grabs the poopers and shoves them under my nostrils as I take several deep huffs. As the rush hits me, Tom slams his cock into my open mouth and quickly slides down my throat. He again starts a deep skull fuck and continues pounding into my mouth repeatedly hitting the back of my throat. After a few minutes of this attack, he pulls out with his cock covered in my throat juice and drool. He states it’s time for this cock to be in your ass. I reply, please sir breed me with your toxic cum. Tom then spins me around, tosses the poppers next to me and pushes my face into the couch. He pulls my ass cheeks apart and spits on my hole. Nice hole he states and then bends down and I feel his tongue lapping at my entrance. His oral digit then curls and probes my ass. He’s rimming me urgently shoving his tongue deeper with each thrust. After a few minutes of expertly eating my ass he moves back and I feel a finger enter my hole roughly in and out. He’s twisting it around and I feel a sharp pain as his nail digs into me a bit. Quickly one becomes two then three as he assaults me. He tells me to take another hit as he then inserts more as I’m soon feeling his knuckles attempt to breach my hole. I feel as if my ass is being torn open and the pain is unbearable. I scream for him to please stop sir, I don’t think I’m ready for this. I feel him stretch his fingers, scraping a bit more then slowly pulls his digits out. He tells me not to worry but before he leaves I’ll be taking his fist. He lets me know my ass is fully open with a nice gape to it. Knowing how thick he is I tell him, use my hole now sir. Tom then states, “if you didn’t notice before my PA has some sharp abrasions and may be a bit rough on your hole. Additionally he tells me, you know in prison, we didn’t just have the usual strains of HIV but when I got converted it was by a couple of Cuban guys and my stain is super charged. When he’s done with me, he tells me it’s likely I may even give you the fuck-flu again. I tell him to fuck me and knock me up again. I quickly grab the poppers and take several deep hits knowing it’s been a while since anyone this big and hard has bred me. Spitting again on my hole Tom then steadily enters my ass. His girth is huge, and I feel my hole is stretching to the point of tearing again until the pain quickly turns to pleasure. He’s slowly rotating his hard cock around my hole hitting every side of my fuck chute. I feel a burn as the PA is clearly scratching my already abused anal cannel. He doesn’t slow down but just keeps pushing in and I feel him pass my prostate making my cock start leaking. Tom pulls out a bit leaving his cockhead in me. He tells me, you know I understate it in my profile, but my cock is closer to 10 1/2 inches when I’m hard and my loads are triple the volume of most guys. You better take a couple hits for what comes next. Getting excited, I take three deep popper hits in each nostril when he grabs my waist and then pounds back in. He’s quickly thrusting in and out as the rush hits me. I guess with the joint and alcohol, I’m flying high and I’m leaking like a faucet as he pummels my prostate. With an animalistic urgency he’s piston driving deeper with every stroke. As he’s slamming into me his assault gets even harder and deeper. He’s slamming away and I feel him breach my second hole as he drives all the way to the hilt. His balls are now slapping into my ass he repeatedly bottoms out and I’m consumed by lust. My brain fires back on, demanding to be bred harder. I’m soon pounding back into him as he repeatedly pulls out and slams back in my hole. He continues the assault for another fifteen minutes. I’m not sure where he gets the stamina but he’s now long dicking me and we’ve both broken out into a heavy fuck sweat. I’ve turned into nothing but a hole needing to be destroyed and yell for him to dump his potent seed in me. The constant pressure on my prostate demands I release my load. I start coming with one of the most intense orgasms of my life. Regardless of my hole getting destroyed, my ass clamps on his cock, and he screams “Fuck take my load” as he spasms volley after volley after volley of his toxic cum into me. His whole body is spasming as he continues to cum with an almost freaky amount of ejaculate. Even after cumming with such a huge load, Tom’s still rock hard. As his shaking subsides he then gently starts slow fucking me. He slowly pushes his load deeper into me. and is stirring his load back and forth from side to side making sure his DNA finds a receptive home. He pulls out and I feel completely empty and can feel cum leaking onto my balls. Tom then has his tongue back at my hole and is lapping up the cum. After a bit he turns me over squeezing my mouth open a slowly drools a huge slightly pink load into my mouth. I can taste my ass, his cum and the unmistakable tinge of copper where he tore up my hole. Tom tells me to swallow and not to worry as we are just getting started. _____________________ As these events are replaying in my mind, I'm getting really turned on recalling this awesome weekend. And yes the weekend is just getting started. Guys, I appreciate any feedback on what you think about this story goes and if it gets you turned on.

I’ve been to Reykjavík a couple of times. I’ll tell you now, to give you something to look forward to, some of those men are hungry pigs. Top, versatile, and bottom. I just used the cruising apps, and was able to find a hook up every night. Maybe they just liked me because I was new meat in town.

And while Clyde was rubbing his foot on Chester's cock in Will's belly, Chester started cumming in him even as he tried to pull off, continued with just the tip in his hole, when Arther pushed him back down on Chester's cock, and when Chester pulled him down balls deep on his cock again while it pulsed - Uncle Chester for the win. "There! Trains leaving the station. Agh!” Uncle Chester’s body stiffened. I quickly tried to get up, my ass taking forever to slide off uncles cock. Only the tip was left just inside my ring as I felt it spasm. Arther pushed on my shoulder, causing my ass to slide a few inches back down onto uncles cock. “Agh… fuck… yeah, deeper!” Uncle grabbed my cheeks and squeezed them tightly around his shaft, as he grunted. “Unf! Oomf!” He thrust his hips up to dig in deeper. His ass lifted up off the chair, his hands pull my ass down. His cock pulsing as it sunk its way balls deep again, causing a bulge in my stomach from his rockhard mushroom head. “Ah, fuck! Flooding your colon! Ah!….ohhhhhhhhhhh.” Uncle Chester let out aloud grunt than a long satisfying exhale.

Hey guys, I thought I’d give an update. Around the new year I went to Las Vegas for a “fun” vacation and to get away. I wanted to use it as an excuse to see how it felt embracing myself as a bareback bottom. I created profiles online (like bbrt) and apps that my friends back home wouldn’t see, finally posted my face on them and was honest for the first time in my life stating I’m a total bareback bottom. It felt so liberating receiving messages from tops who respected me, my decision, my identity. I just felt so free to be myself. I’m still not sure what I’ll do at home yet, and suffer from anxiety attacks. But at least I know when so travel I can do this and how good it feels to be honest.

I want some of that poz cum in my hairy ass

I'd be happy to piston fuck you both and at the same time!....Grab your ankles, men!

@jagmanaz I'm really enjoying this hot story. In a sign of how much, I've already dropped several loads reading and re-reading it. In a throwback, I wish it was in paper form so that I could have spewed my jizz all over the pages and come back later to re-read it through the crusty, stiffened pages, being reminded of all the loads I dropped onto the page. I like the introduction of Ivan and can sense that you're broadening the cast of characters to allow for a greater number of scenarios. Personally, I hope that, as you develop the story line, it delves into and includes a lot more kinks, moving beyond the typical focus on flooding holes, although I love that too. I really appreciated the fisting that Tom delivered earlier on. Also, his prior incarceration was novel, and added a sense of risk and roughness. I hope you dive into the main character's newly-positive status as way to explore those initial emotions of liberation and the accompanying rush. Finally, I hope that you avoid substance use. That seems to be so entwined in gay life and sex that it overshadows that fucking bare is how men should always be fucking because it is natural to do so.

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Believe me your stories make my imagination work hard (and its’s make me more and more horny). My biggest theory (and I think that this one is obvious) is that they are all playing him (particularly Chester). Nobody have interest in letting him go without being totally corrupt. They are all taking turn playing him and little by little making him play there game (letting him be fucked and simulating that they don’t knew his situation, penetrating him with cum telling they are helping him, using his kindness to make him do things that he would normally refused to do…). Little by little we can see that he love taking big dick in his ass (Chester dick) even when he knows that the dick is toxic (in the shower), he’s begin to like swallow piss, the end let us know that he could become a foot slave (and who knows what Arther will makes him love)… Our cute and charming Will is becoming a total nasty slut and I think it’s beautiful 🌸

I do have first-hand experience with my younger brother and our dad. My bro and I started to mess around when I was 12 and he was 11. Our dad caught us numerous times but only said 'stop it'. It wasn't angry or stern, so of course we continued. We began to spy on dad in the shower, and twice he jerked off. I am sure he knew we were watching. Two years later he finally approached us and became part of our demented and extremely passionate threesome. My brother is now married and our dad passed away at a young age. Now, maybe I am imagining things, but my 16 year old son seems to be showing some interest in more than a typical dad and son relationship. I am taking it very slow, but I think it could happen...

First load of 2025! It’s a week in and just got my first cock and load 🙂 a regular daddy who like to use me just came back from his holiday and he said he’s got 3 day loads for me 🙂 I went to his place in cbd, I’m at work today 🙂 but had my morning free so just went to his place and immediately drop pants and bent over. He’s already hard and just proceeded to rim me and getting my hole Wet. Soon he started ramming my hole ! He’s got decent size , but it is thick! Ohh felt soo good to have cock in my ass again ! He didn’t. Last long .. maybe 10mins of constant hard and fast fucking and he blew inside me. I wanted to taste the cums 🙂 so I push them out and lick them off the floor and swallow. He then told me he’s ready to piss as well so I drink his piss! Rank yellow piss! Disgusting taste, but I still drink every drop 🙂 and thank him:) a very good morning 🙂

And let me tell you that you are very good at it. Before I read your stories (particularly this one, the slow corruption of Will is just too good to follow) I was sure to be only in muscular men. Now I fantasizing about letting some nasty trolls play with my body (And I planning to do it).

They will likely want a 3rd term for him.

This is what the people wanted, to rehire a failed businessman game show host who can barely read and write, and left office with the country in shambles.

Today Terra Cotta Hitler refused to rule out military action to take Greenland and the Panama Canal if need be. I used to be fairly sure that something would stop that kind of crap - like the 25th Amendment - but nowadays I'm not so sure.

I'm currently 55 and all of my regular playmates are in the 21-35 range except for a couple of early 40-somethings. Young tops have a great vibe and energy and challenge me to be a great bottom.

Sometimes is hairy, sometimes trimmed, sometimes smooth.

Is my hole worthy?

Part 6 The past few hours where a haze. The porn playing in the background, Papi and Mark fucking me, and the meth left me wondering how I got here. It was after 9am when I got the chance to look at the clock again. After Mark filled me with his second load, he stuck the pipe in my mouth so I would take a few more hits before Papi fucked me again. He flipped me over onto my back and pulled me to the edge of the bed. There Papi was standing, he held my ankles wide and fucked me hard. He alternated between deep strokes, short rabbit thrusts, hip grinds and whatever else he wanted. There was nothing I could do other than laying there taking it and moaning in pleasure. The meth had taken over and all I could repeat was more cock and more cum. After taking a break, Mark got up from the pillows and kneeled next to my head. He fed me his half hard, cum covered cock to clean. "Here's a present boy, not as much as what Joe gave you but probably a bit stronger. Swallow it boy," he commanded. I felt a slow trickle of piss come out of his cock and start to fill my mouth. It was way more bitter than Papi's and had a distinctive taste to it. I was halfway full before swallowing the first mouthful and then only about a third the second. He moved to squat over my head so that I could keep sucking his dick. We kept that up all while Papi was fucking my ass. A white froth was foaming around his cock as some of the cum was leaking out of my gapping hole. He started rocking my body even harder, losing his grip on my legs and Mark's cock to fall out of my mouth. Mark fully kneeled down on my face, balls resting in my mouth as he hooked my arms behind his legs. I started sucking his balls, alternating between each one as they were too big to fit in at once. Mark was holding my legs back so Papi could have easy access to my ass. His hands now pressed onto the back of my thighs as he pummeled my ass. Mark slowly slid his body forward so I went from sucking his balls to licking his taint. His musky hole stopped over my mouth and my tongue took its first lick. I was hooked immediately on his smell and the taste of him. It helped that the chempiss in my belly had started to kick in as I started making out with his hole. By the time Papi came in my ass over a half hour later, I had my tongue fully up Marks ass. I was hooked on his taste, I silently wished I could do this forever. When Papi pulled out, Mark tilted my hips up my so he eat my hole. He tongued and chewed on my ass lips, digging his tongue into me. I was so sensitive from Papi brutal fucking that Mark's rim job caused me to dig deeper into his ass. Mark took Papi's place at the edge of the bed after a couple minutes of rimming me. Instead of making a popping sound as he slid his head in and out, my hole slurped instead. "I fucking love sloppy holes," Mark exclaimed as he railed my ass. He continued fucking me , eventually pushing me back towards the middle of the bed so he could fully bend me in half. He latched onto my neck, leaving new hickeys over the faded ones from Papi last weekend. It wasn't long after that he came in my ass for a third time. I was spun around to clean his cock and balls from their cum that spilled out. Mark hopped off the bed and started getting dressed. As I laid there looking at the clock read 9:00 am, I heard him telling Papi to let him know when the next time I would be coming over. He wanted to double fuck me and give me a bigger load of chem piss. While they talked, I had reached down to feel my sticky cock. I wondered when I came as I never felt it with their cocks constantly fucking me. I soon forgot about it as I reached down to feel my hole. "Oh my god," I exclaimed. I felt around my swollen lips as I wondered how bad it looked. As I slid my fingers around my hole, I felt a small trickle of cum running out. I used two fingers to push it back inside and when I did not feel them, I went to three and eventually four. I couldn't believe that half my hand just slide right in my ass with no problem at all. "You look so hot boy. Keep fingering that hole. Don't you love how loose it is and that you kept all that cum inside of you." Papi had moved over to straddle my face, kneeling similarly to Mark so that his cock rest on my mouth. I started sucking on his cock, sliding my tongue inside his foreskin to caress his head. He chubbed up a little bit did not get fully hard. While I was sucking his cock, he leaned down like we were going to 69 but instead stuck all 4 fingers in my ass. He started working my hole again twisting and turning. I thought he was going to shove his whole hand in but he kept his thumb rubbing my puffed up hole. This went on for another 15 minutes before he reluctantly pulled out of my mouth and hopped off the bed. He was rummaging around the room and placing stuff on the bed. After a couple minutes he hopped up on the bed. "You are still way to high to be leaving and driving home" he said. "I can tell you want to get fucked again but I need some time to recover. So here is your new fuck buddy!" I looked down between my legs to see a machine with a big black dildo attached to it. Seeing my puzzled expression, Papi continued. "This is a fuck machine and it's going to take over for me. This didlo is just as big as Mark and longer too." He pushed my legs up and told me to hook my arms behind my knees. He lined the machine up to my hole and pushed the head and first few inches into my hole. I grunted as my body tried to accept this new, harder cock inside. He picked up the remote and turned it on slow. I could feel the dildo slide a couple more inches in before pulling back out. I started moaning as this new pleasure took over. Once he was happy with the set up, Papi resumed his position on my face as the machine kept up it's slow deliberate pace of fucking my ass. This time he fed me his balls to lick and suck. Over time, he increased the speed slightly and reached down to pull the machine closer to my ass. This forced the dildo so over half of the 10 inches was now sliding in my ass. Bored with sucking his balls, I popped them out and asked if I could eat his hole. "Have at it boy." He slid forward just enough so his asshole lined up with my mouth and proceeded to drop his weight on me. I immediately started making out and tonging his hole, remembering how much I loved doing it to Mark. I was in heaven, I think I liked this as much as fucking. Papi kept things interesting, changing up how fast the machine was going to sliding the dildo in and out. At one point he pulled it completely out and adjusted so the head was just touching my hole. He turned it on medium and watched as the dildo popped in and out of my hole. I moaned even louder into his ass when he turned it completely up and had the dildo furiously punching in and out of my hole. He only kept this up for a few minutes before turning it back down and pulling the machine back inside of me and worked to get the full 10 inches in. By this time he was hard again and he lifted up his hips. I let out a whimper before realizing I was getting to suck his cock again. He started fucking my face, his balls hitting my nose this time as he worked to get the dildo through my second hole. It didn't take long before the head broke through and started working my second hole. My gasp around his cock let him grind down into my face for a few seconds before letting my breath again. Papi had the full length of the dildo fucking my ass. My second hole offered no resistance to the relentless pounding the machine provided. I did miss Mark's cock but this was doing a fine job taking his place. I lost track of time again sucking his cock and getting fucked that I came to when I felt him start to fuck me face harder. His cock swelled up and he pulled out so just the head was in my mouth. Seconds later I was rewarded with a mouthful of cum and I swallowed it eagerly. He fell back onto the pillows, panting as he tried to catch his breathe. "Damn boy, you really can suck dick." I turned my head to smile at him while the dildo kept pounding my ass. I turned back towards the TV to watch some porn as he hopped off the bed. He walked out of the room yelling back that he was thirsty and would bring me back a drink. It wasn't till then that I realized how thirsty I was but with the machine still fucking me, there was not much I could do. I snuck a look at the clock to see it just hit 11am. I turned back to resume watching porn and figured I could at least enjoy this and jack off. For the first time, I started playing with my dick and was jacking off. It took a bit before the meth released my cock and I was able to get hard. I jacked the best that I could in my fucked up state and slowly felt an orgasm build in my balls. When Papi came back into the room, I just cum with a few dribbles running out. I laid there panting as he reached over and turned the machine off. It felt right having the dildo seated fully inside of me and I whinced as he slowly pulled it out. "Here drink this," as he handed my half full bottle of water. As I sat up to drink, I looked at the clock in shock as I read 12:00 pm. "Yeah I peeked in earlier and was going to turn it off. But then I saw you jacking off so I just decided to let you enjoy yourself and watched from the doorway." I reached down to feel my ass and was shocked at how open it felt. "Is this ever going to close up," I asked. He tossed me my clothes, "it will take a day or two but then you should be back to normal. Let's get going, I shit to do." I didn't question him but whinced as I tried putting my clothes back on. My body was sore from being fucked so much and forced into those positions while being fucked. I finally got my shoes on and was walking to the door. He smacked my ass before roughly kissing me. "Let's shoot for next weekend boy and maybe we can try some new things." The door shut and locked behind me as I stared at it. How did I let this happen again? This was just supposed to be a quick blowjob, maybe a fuck but not all that. As I turned to walk down to my car, I felt that throb in my ass like the last time. "Fuck I don't think I can wait till next weekend."

I didn't realize how late it had gotten with Ryan and Drew, and realizing it was after midnight I simply pulled the covers up and drifted off, my ass and cock still a mess, and now my bed as well. But I didn't care, the orgasmic bliss that I was in just gently led me into the dream world. The next two days flew by as the weekend arrived, and I was awoken early Saturday morning by the chime of my phone. I had a message from a profile that, despite the lack of a head, I could tell had to be Drew. Tagging him as a buddy, I responded to his message and found he was crashing at Ryan's and wondered if he could come over for some morning action. My libido was apparently back in overdrive and I told him to head over when he was ready. As I prepared for his arrival, I worked a decent width dildo up my ass to try and prepare myself for my hole being stretched wide. I also grabbed my set of sounds and gently probed my cock with a few different sizes while gently stroking. Another message from Drew informed me he was just 10 minutes out, so I pushed the dildo out with a plop and put my sounds away. I hopped in the shower and rinsed off, and decided to let loose a stream of piss as I emptied my bladder. It burned a bit as I pissed, and I chided myself for apparently not having used enough lube on the sounds. Shaking the last few drops away I soaped up quickly, rinsed off, and had just finished toweling when I heard the knock at my door. I didn't even bother to dress, and as I swung the door open Drew charged in and took me in a fierce embrace. I hadn't expected that, and as he pushed the door shut behind him, he broke off the kiss and stepped back to undress. I took in the view as he shucked his jacket and sweats--apparently all he had bothered to throw on. I admired his firm chest and body, and his shaggy brown hair with a light scruff drove me wild. His green eyes pierced deep into mine as he stood, his uncut meat already rising and a strand of milkish-colored precum dangling. He never broke eye contact as he approached me, and kissed me again. We stood there, just inside my door, our lips locked for almost five minutes just savoring each other's mouth. Drew pulled back and once again locking eyes on me said, "fuck man, as good as I remember you looking," with a devilish grin. He reached out and, placing one hand on each shoulder, turned me around and leaned me forward. He used his legs to spread mine apart slightly and I felt him guide the tip of his cock to my hole. He had been leaking his precum a good bit during our make out session, and I felt my hole become instantly slick. He spit twice into his hand and I felt him reach down and slather it on his cock as he began to push his head into me. The foreskin of his cock slid back, allowing his head to penetrate me relatively easily, but his shaft had become solid and inflexibly rigid. Despite my earlier work with the dildo I clearly had not opened up enough, but Drew kept pushing and it started to hurt as I felt my hole begin to stretch beyond its comfort zone. He paused for a second and I felt him flex his cock inside my hole as he spit into his hand again. Withdrawing just so slightly and adding that to his cock, he resumed his pushing and I felt my ass being to cry out as this intruder kept up its relentless assault. Drew wrapped his arms around me and pulled me back against him as he thrust his hips forward. I felt my hole tear as he slid fully into me, his thickness breaching my outer ring and the entirety of his spit-lubed cock sliding in on one go. I cried out as his hand quickly muffled me, closing over my mouth. "Shhh," he whispered in my ear, "I needed to get in you fast because I don't have a lot of time, and I plan to cum more than once before I have to get back." He began a serious assault on my ass and I felt like a ragdoll that would be tossed aside if not for the bear hug he had me in. He had an otter's chest of hair, and I could feel the friction of it on my back as he pummeled my ass chute. It wasn't 10 minutes in and I felt his cock thicken and he shoved his arrowhead in past my second ring and erupted. He cried out in what seemed like pain. "Oh fuck! Argh! Ah! Fuck! God that fucking burns! Shit! Ah!" He slowed momentarily as I felt his chest heaving. As his breathing slowed down a little he began long-dicking my hole, which was now taking his girth with ease given it had been pummeled and lubricated from within. I was panting a bit myself, and as he began thrusting forward forcefully with each long withdrawal, I took my own uncut piece in my hand and began stroking myself. We got into a rhythm as he long dicked me, slamming back into my ass as his balls swung forward and hit mine. He pushed my back forward and my head dropped so I was bent over. I continued to stroke my own cock, feeling the burning sensation in my piss tube that I knew would grow when I came myself. Drew began to pick up the pace, really slamming my ass hard as each time he nearly withdrew completely. My hole had opened so willingly for him now that he could pretty much pull the tip out and go right back in. My hand dropped from my cock and I reached back to hold his hands, firmly gripping my waste on either side. I felt him again begin to thicken and I knew what came next, as he slammed forward and held himself as deep in me as he could, flooding my guts with another large load of his cum. He leaned forward, his sweaty hair landing in between my shoulder blades as he continued to shudder and swear under his breath about how much cumming hurt. I wondered how long it had been and how backed up and blue his balls were for him to be this sensitive. Eventually the twitching stopped, and he slowly began to pull out. As his cock plopped out of my hole, we both slowly brought ourselves upright and I turned to face him, looking down at the sizeable penis that had just rearranged my insides. With a little smattering of cum on his cock that had stayed as he withdrew, I dropped to my knees and swallowed his now softening cock as I went to work cleaning it. I noticed another of those bruises hidden above his cock in his bush, but kept sucking with abandon until I had cleaned his cock fully. As I stood he moved in for another kiss, and after a few swirls around in my mouth with his tongue, he broke our embrace and slowly turned to pick up his clothes. I noticed the bruise I had seen on the back of his leg had grown a little, and I decided to ask him about it. "That bruise on your leg, you must really have slammed into something huh? Seems to have gotten worse since the other day." "Ah, yeah, it'll be fine, I bruise pretty easily I guess. Didn't remember hitting it on anything, but there it is," he said with a dismissive laugh. He finished dressing and gave me a quick kiss before heading out the door. As he closed the door, I felt a glob of his cum suddenly drop onto the inside of my right leg, and I looked down and noticed it was a bit pink. Shit, he really must have torn up my ass. I hopped back in the shower and rinsed off, while also gently fingering my hole as it slowly began to close itself after that brutal pounding. I hopped out and toweled myself off and heard my phone chime again. I noticed Drew had sent a thank you message (how quirky and silly), and asked if he and Ryan could pop over later in the evening. I debated if that was a good idea given how sore I knew I'd be by then, but I acquiesced and we settled on seven that night. Little did I know what was about to happen in just a few short hours...

Part 4 … Tom finally relaxes slightly, and as he pulls out I hear a loud squelch as a massive amount of his cum plops out of my hole. He goes, “Fuck, look how pink it is”. He scoops up a handful, showing it to me. He tells me to open my mouth and feeds me several handfuls as I greedily swallow. He commands me to clean his dick off. I turn and go down on his dick sucking and licking him clean. He’s already got several fingers in my ass as he deftly reaches over and grabs the lube and poppers… He pulls his fingers out leaving my ass completely abandoned and empty. Seeking to relax my fuck hole, Toms slowly starts massage ass. While my hole is already puffy and gaped from all the action I’ve taken, he tells me he thinks I’m finally ready for him to try fisting me again. He pours a copious amount of luge on and in my hole and is alternating different fingers and sliding them around inside me. Let’s get you more relaxed man as he uses the other hand to flick opens the poppers. Tom places them under my nose and has me take a couple hits in each nostril. I feel the rush as he continues fingering me, further opening my ass. Handing the poppers to me, he squeezes more lube onto his hand, coating it completely. Single fingers soon become two as I’m feeling completely relaxed and he twists and turns his digits in my ass. Adding more lube and with all of the fucking we’ve done I have no problem taking three fingers as he continues massaging inside my hole and anal canal. He tells me, my hole is so wet and cum soaked he’s using his toxic spunk to coat every crevice, scrape and tear in my tunnel. I take another hit as he continues his symphony; pulling in and out. With each new insertion he goes slightly deeper. Tom tells me he can feel my soaked hole and is pushing his cum deep into me. He instructs me to take another hit as he slowly starts massaging my prostate. After about 15 minutes of this dance, I feel a relaxation just wash over me as the stress leaves my body and his fingers an extension of my hole . In tune with me, Tom now has four fingers in my ass and am loving every minute. My ass feels awesome and so open. I’m enjoying each gyration as he continues twisting and turning his hand. As he’s flexing his fingers around my prostate is getting constantly stimulated. I’m leaking so much fluid from my engorged cock. As I’m moaning with ecstasy, he starts sliding his hand in and out; fucking me with his fingers as his thumb presses on my taint. I’m feel so full, content and I scream for him to do it man, make me complete! Tom now starts on some breath work with me as he tells me to breathe deeply in and out. He joins in with me as we sync our breathing in and out. I feel him start to go slightly deeper as I’m begging him to fill me. Tom then pours more lube on his hand, covering up to his wrist. As he reinserts his fingers he tells me to take 4 strong hits. As the popper rush hits me, I’m flying high and have become completely in tune with the deep penetration. Our breathing in sync I feel such a connection with this hot stud. Tom tells me to take a quick hit and hold with him. As he coaches me to slowly exhale and to bare down, I feel my ass open wider. Tom breaches my hole now adding his thumb turned under in his palm. He reminds me to breathe, joining in as we inhale and exhale. Bearing down, I scream “fuck” as I feel his entire hand pop my ring and slide completely in me. My mind is an explosion of sensations and I can’t believe how amazing I feel with his hand now fully encircled by my ring. As I slowly relax again, it dawns on me I have a guys hand in my ass and I’ve finally been fisted. I’m so stoked and wonder why I haven’t done this before. I moan how fucking amazing this feels; begging Tom to continue working my fucking hole. Slowly, working his hand around, he slightly pulls out then drives back in. He adds a bit more lube and is soon pulling in and out as his knuckles causes my ass to open and close around each entry and exit. I’m moaning for him to keep going and telling him how fucking amazing this. Tom then flexes his fingers open inside me, brushing every surface as he then closes his hand into a fist. Turning his fist, his knuckles brush against my prostate. I can’t get enough of this. Tom pulls his hand slightly out then back in, my hole getting acclimated to this new sensation. He pulls completely out, and it feels like he’s pulling my gut with him. He quickly punches back in, causing me to moan a loud FUUUUCK! He continues punching my ass. As he opens his fist he’s going deeper and tells me to take another hit. I feel my ass further expanding as he then works his hand higher into my second hole. Sweating with the exertion as start to get a bit panicked but take another hit. I can see movement of my abdomen as his hand works even higher. While my cock is now soft, I feel so complete and my eyes start tearing as I feel a joy and sense of connection with this man. My ass feels incredible, and it feels as if Tom has reached my very soul. Tom continues fist fucking me for a while, but all too soon slowly pulls out. He tells me how hard he’s gotten watching me take him like this. Tom pulls his fist completely out. I feel empty and abandoned. I hear Tom hawk up another load of mouth juice onto his dick. He shoves his cock in me in one powerful stroke, hitting my second hole and bottoming out balls deep. His cock is filling my empty void. He pulls out and proceeds to long dick me. He’s pounding away at my ass hitting my ass with pure animal lust. He’s screaming to “fucking take him and screams he’s shoving his previous loads deeper in me. Bordering , on a violent fuck, he adds how he’s destroyed my ass and no dick alone will satisfy me. His breeding is savage as he pummels and drives his cock as deep as he can get it. He slams in and screams FUCK as he delivers another huge toxic load in my ass. Tom pulls out and then quickly shoves four fingers back in my ass push his super charged load as deep as he can. He’s telling me how he’s seeding his DNA into me; creating a new toxic strain in me. Tom slows, he is massaging the inside of my ass, and starts rubbing my prostate. Knowing I’ve not cum since before the pool, I find myself getting hard quickly. He starts continuously brushing against my gland. I’m rock hard again and precum is starting to leak from my cock. He continues milking me and I’m moaning in ecstasy, bucking for him to make me cum. I go to grab my dick but he aggressively slaps my hand away with his free hand. Immediately, Tom pulls his hand out of my ass then forcefully grabs my cock at the base and shoves a finger deep into my taint. The pressure is intense and my cock immediately deflates. He looks deep into my eyes with authority and says to me, “You’ll cum when I tell you bitch” and then spits in my face. I open my mouth to protest and he hawks deeply and unloads a huge glob of juice into my mouth. He puts one hand to my throat tightening his grip and with the other squeezes my mouth open loading my mouth with another load of phlegm. I am so turned on by this angry and aggressive possession as I give in to his domination. Slowly releasing my throat he pulls me into a kiss and transfers more saliva into my mouth. He roughly shoves his tongue in my mouth with a deep kiss secreting more saliva into my mouth. Swallowing the remnants, I think; “Fuck this guy owns me, and I can’t get enough of this beast”…

Part 3 ….. Tom then has his tongue back at my hole and is lapping up the cum. After a bit he turns me over squeezing my mouth open a slowly drools a huge slightly pink load into my mouth. I can taste my ass, his cum and the unmistakable tinge of copper where he tore up my hole. Tom tells me to swallow and not to worry as we are just getting started…… Tom stands up and tells me to get down and clean off his cock. I go down to my knees and take his cock in my mouth licking and cleaning his cock. I swallowed the tasty remnants of our fuck. He reminds me he's delivering a new strain for sure and is going to make sure his toxic strain merges with mine to form a supercharged bug in me. My prison charged loads will bond us for life as he'll make sure I recharge him after my DNA changes. Slowly he’s getting hard again with the heated talk as I continue devouring his prick. He guides me to my feet and pulls me in to kiss. Again our tongues are battling in each other’s mouths as our passions re-ignite. He bends over to get something out of his pants pockets giving me a view of his firm muscular ass. He turns his head back catching me admiring his butt. He winks and says to me, “hope you like that because you’ll be fucking me before too long". Tom grabs me then pushes me back on the sofa and bends be over and starts eating my ass again. He’s soon going to town and with my gaped hole I can feel his tongue easily slide in. He pulls back and I hear the lid of a lube bottle and feel something cold dripping on my ass. He tells me this silicone lube is going to come in handy as then proceeds to insert 3 fingers in my ass. He’s working the lube around my hole and anal tunnel. Pulling me back up he says he wants to fuck me in the pool as he pours a generous amount of lube on his hard cock. I tell him I’ve been in the pool naked lots of times but have never been fucked in the water. With a grin, Tom picks me up and tosses me in and slides into the water beside me. Tom approaches me and begins kissing me. Given he is a good 6” taller, I’m struggling in the deeper water and he tells me to place my arms around his neck. The buoyancy allows me to float as he plunges his tongue into my mouth. As the deep kiss subsides, he tells me to wrap my legs around him. He lifts me higher in the water. I’m slightly floating in the water as I feel him guide me. I feel his cock hitting my hole. The weightless sensation is amazing with the lube allowing him to slide into my gaped ass easily. With little effort he soon has me bottoming out and then is sliding me back up and down on his cock. He’s now using me as his own personal fleshlight as he repeatedly impales my ass. Tom’s hitting my prostate and I’m really starting to get into the fuck. I grab his neck tighter and begin riding his cock for all I’m worth. I can’t get enough of this man’s dick and am moaning for him to slam my ass. Tom pulls out of me then shoves me to the shallow end of the pool. Coming up behind me he roughly pushing me against the side of the pool. He stabs into my ass with his steel rod and is pile driving me once again. The lube is wearing off by now and my ass can feel the roughness of the fuck. He doesn’t give a shit and continues pillaging and tearing up my hole. Suddenly Tom lifts me out of the water, tosses me on a recliner. He shoves me onto my back with my legs dangling off the end. Spreading my legs open with his, he hawks up a load of spit and drools it onto my hole. He slams back into me with the power of an animal rutting. He’s screaming at me to take his dick. His massive cock with the rough PA is hitting my prostate as he repeatedly scratches me up. He flips me over and remounts me. Tom has turned into a sex starved demon out to own my hole. He states, “take it like the bitch you are”. He then asks me, if I want it rougher. I moan a gruff positive yeah into the cushion. I’m as hard as a rock and from the pressure on my prostate knowing I’m leaking profusely. I’ve never been so turned on. Tom pulls me up and thrusts his arm out and I feel his bicep around my throat. He arm is squeezing my neck as he continues to pound me. “You want me to stop?”, he asks. I scream Fuck No! Clenching his arm around my throat tighter, I start to feel my airway constrict. Yeah man, this is just how I got converted in prison he tells me. I got fucking raped by two dudes and they showed no mercy. As my face becomes flush he eases off just a bit but he fucks me even harder. He repeats this several times and is getting rougher as he goes. My cock has deflated as he completely dominates me. I’m his fuck hole to use and nothing more. I hear him laughing as he feels me give in completely to him. After a few minutes I feel Tom tensing up as he pulls me into another choke hold. He holds me longer this time and I start getting lighted headed. Just as I feel I can’t take anymore he relaxes his arm and screams for me to take his toxic load. He’s balls deep and I feel his sack contract as he begins flooding my hole. He’s screaming “Fuck, Here It Comes!” as he continues dumping pulse after pulse into me. I feel the pressure building in my ass as his climax lasts even longer than when he came earlier. I feel so full, moreso than ever before. Tom finally relaxes slightly, and as Tom pulls out I hear a loud squelch as a massive amount of his cum plops out of my hole. He goes, “Fuck, look how pink it is”. He scoops up a handful, showing it to me. He tells me to open my mouth and feeds me several handfuls of the frothy crimson mixture. I greedily swallow. He commands me to clean his dick off. I turn and go down on his dick sucking and licking him clean. He’s already got several fingers in my ass as he deftly reaches over and grabs the lube and poppers…

Patient 4: Dylan “I’m sorry to tell you this, but you’re HIV-positive.” Those were the words that changed Dylan’s life forever. He’d known it was coming. He and Ed had been fucking since the spring; it was only a matter of time until he was infected too. If he was being honest, he’d already known somewhere deep inside that he’d carried the disease. But this was the moment it finally became real. As he sat alone in that dark gray hospital room, those words ringing in his ears, he waited for the inevitable wave of fear and anxiety to come crashing down on him. Nothing happened. “I have some pamphlets here if you’re interested in learning more,” said the nurse gently. He took them from her, trying to avoid the look of pity in her eyes. Surely the fear would come any minute, and her pity would be justified. After all, they said that AIDS was a death sentence. He could see how it affected Ed, weakening his body and suppressing his spirit. Who knows how long until the disease ravaged his body and tore it apart from the inside out? But as he sat on that crinkly white paper, trying to avoid her pitiful gaze, he didn’t feel scared at all. He felt relief. “Thank you,” he said. “I think I’d like a minute to myself if that’s all right.” The nurse nodded. “Take as long as you need.” When she left, he let out a deep breath. He looked around the room at the ugly shade of paint on the wall. He laughed to himself. “I’m HIV positive,” he said breathlessly. He looked at his hands. They looked the same as ever. It was almost like he could feel his blood pumping, warming his limbs. He felt light and giddy. He ran his fingers across his arm, shivering at how sensitive he felt. “I’m poz…” He slipped his hand underneath his shorts, under the waistline of his underwear. He grabbed his dick, stroking it softly as it grew to full length. He rubbed his thumb over the head, wiped off the smear of precum beading at the edge of his cock, and brought it to his lips. He slipped his thumb inside, swirling the taste around in his mouth. “Fuck…” It had been years since he’d tasted his own cum, but he never remembered it tasting as heavenly as it did now. He sucked on his thumb, getting it nice and wet before sliding it back down his shorts and into his hole. He grabbed his cock with his other hand, laying back against the table as he milked himself. He could picture Ed’s face in his mind, that smug grin that was equal parts infuriating and intoxicating. It was Ed’s seed that flowed through him now, that leaked from his cock as he worked out his first positive load. He wanted to christen this experience, to immortalize the moment he first knew definitively that he was a dirty, fucked up, free man. “Ugh… oh fuck… oh yes!” He wiggled his thumb into his hole as deep as it would go, then cried out as his cock sprayed his tainted load all over his chest. The poz seed soaked through his shirt, staining it with his gift. He ran his fingers through the cum and sucked it down, savoring the thick globs of dirty sperm. When he left the hospital that day, he was a changed man. The things that had weighed him down before no longer mattered. At first, he wondered if he was just in shock. That the high would come crashing down and leave him wrecked like the rest of the men he’d seen get infected. But the comedown never came. For the first time in his life, he felt like he finally knew who he was. The virus had given that to him–it had made everything clear. Years of putting on appearances and trying to live double lives washed away in an instant. He had finally embraced his true self–a sick, perverted, cum-guzzling faggot. He didn’t share his newfound revelation with Ed. The man was too unpredictable, still in denial about having AIDS. Dylan almost felt sorry for him at times, until he remembered the way that Ed had shamelessly infected him without a second thought for his well-being. Not that Dylan really minded–he was actually grateful to him now. But that didn’t change the fact that Ed’s reaction to being poz and Dylan’s reaction to being poz were two different things. No, Dylan would have to maintain the illusion until the point of no return. By that time, Ed would be too weak to leave. At times he wondered if he didn’t want Ed to leave because he didn’t want to lose Ed’s money or because he didn’t want to lose Ed’s dick. He knew he could probably have any man in Manhattan if he really put his mind to it. He’d been with plenty of well-off, powerful men in the few months he’d been escorting before Ed. But there was something about the old man that he found thrilling and erotic, and, if he was being honest with himself, incredibly similar to his father. Perhaps it was the self-loathing, the arrogance, the selfishness. His dad certainly had that in spades. Or perhaps it was the fact that, as Ed’s body began to waste and rot away, he was only becoming more and more attractive to him. Then around Christmas, Ed’s health took a serious turn for the worse. He became bedridden, leaving Dylan with the responsibility of being his primary caretaker. He didn’t mind–after all, he was living solely on Ed’s dime, and he still harbored some affection for the man. But Ed’s condition left him feeling isolated. He had no one else to talk to, no one to confide in his feelings about being poz and the freedom it gave him. He needed to find someone who understood, someone who felt the way that he did. He found what he was looking for in late February: an ad in the local gay paper for an HIV/AIDS support group in Chelsea. It met on Monday afternoons in a small room in someone’s apartment, densely furnished with bric-a-brac and reeking of potpourri. When he walked in, he was surprised to see only a handful of people there. “Please, join us,” said a kind-looking Asian man in his early 30s. “We’re just about to start.” Dylan sat in the only empty chair in the circle. To his left was a handsome black man in his late 20s, and to his right, a sickly thin man with light red hair. He tried not to stare at the sick man, wanting to be respectful. But curiosity drew his gaze–he knew this would be his fate eventually. The thought didn’t scare him, surprisingly. The Asian man clapped his hands together and smiled at them. “For those of you who don’t know me, my name is Vincent. I started this group to be a safe space for anyone with HIV or AIDS who wants to share their experience and those of us like myself who are negative but deeply impacted by this epidemic. We’ve all experienced the fear and stigma out there. But this is a safe place to discuss that without fear of judgment. Now, who would like to begin?” The man with red hair raised his hand. “I mean, I guess I’ll start.” He pulled out a handkerchief and coughed into it. Then he laughed wryly. “It’s not like it’s hard to tell I’m sick. My work fired me the second one of these showed up.” He pointed to a purple lesion on the back of his forearm. “But the hardest part has been my partner. He’s so scared of getting it he won’t even sleep in the same bed as me anymore. Every time I cough he cowers away from me, like he’s afraid I’ll infect him. It’s like… I wish he would just leave me, you know? At least that way I would feel like he’s being honest with me.” Dylan frowned. He suddenly felt like his very presence was offensive. “Thank you, Ryan.” Vincent turned to Dylan. “How about our newcomer? Would you like to share?” Dylan felt a jolt of adrenaline as all eyes turned to him. “Well… I think maybe I should just listen-” “Nonsense. Whatever you have to say, this is a safe place.” “Okay. Well… I just tested positive a few months ago.” Vincent nodded. “That must have been difficult.” Dylan bit his lip. “But… that’s the thing. It wasn’t.” Vincent tilted his head, a confused smile on his face. “How do you mean?” “I mean, I wasn’t upset. I was happy.” He looked around at the men in the group. “I felt… powerful, you know? Like I had been given this gift, this lineage that stretched back to so many men before me. A brotherhood of men like me who loved to fuck and get fucked. They want us to be ashamed of being gay, but I just felt this sense of freedom for the first time in my life. Like I could fuck whoever I wanted without being afraid.” He grew more passionate as something was unleashed inside him. “There’s nothing to be afraid of anymore, you know? We’re poz. We’re freed from all that societal bullshit and those ridiculous expectations. Now we can just fuck like we’re meant to-” “That’s enough.” Vincent was not smiling anymore. “How dare you come in here and say those things?” He blushed. “I’m sorry. This is just how I feel, I’m not trying to-” Vincent’s face was red with anger. “These men are sick. Some of them sicker than others. But they are sick and they are dying. How dare you make AIDS some kind of… freedom? It’s a death sentence.” “But that’s what I’m talking about,” Dylan said desperately. “I don’t think it has to be. I think if you embrace it, if you let it in and you do what it wants, I think it can free you. That’s what happened to me. I knew I was gonna get it, I think I wanted it in a way. It’s like I knew it would give me a new life, and it could do the same for you if you’ll only let it-” “I think you should leave.” Vincent stood up, his finger pointed toward the door. Dylan looked around the room. The other men avoided his gaze. “I’m sorry. I’ll… I’ll go.” He walked out of the apartment, his cheeks burning. Tears sprang to his eyes as he descended the stairs. Why was he the only one who felt this way? Why didn’t they understand, why couldn’t they see? He had just left the building when he heard his name being called. “Dylan, wait!” The handsome black man from the meeting had followed him out of the meeting. He smiled at him, showing off a pearly white grin. “Can I buy you a cup of coffee?” As they sat in a diner down the street, both clutching mugs of shitty Folgers coffee, Dylan studied the man in front of him. His hair was natural and textured, with short locks that jutted out from every angle. He had a close-trimmed beard that enclosed two beautiful lips, lips that Dylan couldn’t help but stare at as he sipped his coffee. The man caught his gaze and smiled at him. “I’m Isaiah, by the way.” “Dylan.” Isaiah smirked. “I was pretty surprised to hear what you said back there, Dylan.” “Yeah, well, I shouldn’t have-” “It’s okay.” Isaiah raised his hands in a show of peace. “I thought it was really cool how you spoke your truth. And… I agree with you.” He raised an eyebrow. “You do?” Isaiah leaned forward, his hands clasped together on the table. “Yeah. I mean, I never really thought about it like that, but when I heard you say it… It was like it all made sense, you know?” Dylan sighed. “Well, I’m not so sure it’s a message people are willing to hear. And I wasn’t trying to offend anyone, I really wasn’t. I just feel like people have got this virus all wrong. Like, it’s not a curse from God, or whatever they’re saying, it’s-” “-a blessing.” Isaiah grinned, flashing those beautiful teeth. “Yeah. I know what you mean.” “How did you feel when you found out you were positive?” Isaiah leaned back, drumming his fingers against the table. “Uh… you know. Shock and all of that. I think I was a bit scared at first, to be honest. Then I got really horny. I wanted to fuck, but I felt guilty giving it to someone else. So I just sort of shoved it down.” Dylan nodded excitedly. “Exactly! That’s what I’m saying–imagine if we didn’t have to feel that kind of shame. Imagine if we could be honest and just say we wanna fuck. We like being poz, we like the way it feels. There’s nothing to fear anymore. I mean, how many people get that kind of freedom?” Isaiah smirked. “See, I know that, and you know that. But how exactly do we explain all that to the rest of the world?” Dylan sat back. “I don’t know,” he admitted. “I guess maybe one person at a time.” Isaiah raised his eyebrows. “What, you want to start a group or something?” He shrugged. “Why not? They’ve got their support group. Why shouldn’t we have our own?” “A pro-AIDS support group?” “A group of people who are empowered by being poz. People who take pride in their status and laugh in the face of anyone who would dare shame them.” Isaiah laughed. “I gotta say, I like what you’re saying. Your energy, it’s… powerful.” He took another sip of his coffee and leaned back, stretching his arm across the booth. “So tell me–what are the rules for this little group? I mean, what are we all about?” “Well, first of all, I think there should be no shame whatsoever. That’s rule number one. And if we’re not ashamed of our status, then there should be no reason not to have sex. Sex is a gift and we should treat it that way. I think we should never turn down an opportunity to get or give loads.” “I guess that means condoms are out,” Isaiah said with a grin. “Absolutely. That’s rule number three.” “What about people who don’t have the virus? I mean, there’s gotta be some people like you who wanted it before they even had it.” Dylan nodded. “You’re right. I think we need to focus on more than just the people who are already poz. This thing is spreading, and spreading quickly. If more guys would just take control of their lives, get the virus on their terms, in their way… I think it would make all the difference.” “So we give the virus to anyone who asks for it?” said Isaiah. “Yes.” Isaiah took a deep breath and let it out slowly. “That’s pretty bold right there.” “I don’t care,” said Dylan. “Everyone should have the choice to get or give HIV if that’s what they want. As long as both parties are willing, I don’t see the problem with it. In fact… in a way, I think it’s probably the kindest thing you can do for someone.” Isaiah smiled. “I like that.” He took Dylan’s hand in his and rubbed it. Dylan felt a flutter in his chest. He’d never really felt this way around a guy before. Most men were like his father, who was disgusted by him, or like Ed, who just wanted to use him. Isaiah didn’t seem like either. “Do you wanna get out of here?” Isaiah asked with a twinkle in his eye. “I don’t think I can wait.” Dylan grinned mischievously. “Bathroom?” The second they locked the door behind them, they were off to the races. Those beautiful lips were all over Dylan’s neck, making his skin tingle as he ran his fingers through Isaiah’s gorgeous locks. His hands fiddled with Isaiah’s belt, desperate to wrap his fingers around the man’s cock. He reached into Isaiah’s jeans and grabbed his dick, warm and hard. Isaiah growled softly as he stroked it. “Take these off.” Isaiah dropped to his knees and began peeling off Dylan’s pants. He smiled when he saw the lacy fabric of Dylan’s thong. “Let me see that pretty pink hole.” He bent Dylan over the counter, one hand running over his back while the other squeezed his ass. He pried away the thong strap with his thumb to reveal Dylan’s hole, smooth and pink. “Fuck, boy. I gotta taste that.” Dylan moaned as he felt Isaiah’s tongue on his hole, the roughness of the man’s beard scratching his sensitive taint. He rested his face against the mirror, his fingers clawing at the glass as Isaiah ravaged his hole. “Please, I need your cock,” he whimpered, his body quivering. The next thing he knew, Isaiah had pulled him down onto his knees and that thick, beautiful cock was leaking in his face. “Put it in your mouth, baby.” He didn’t need to be asked twice. He slid his mouth over Isaiah’s foreskin, running his tongue along the underside of the man’s shaft. Isaiah moaned. “I want to do this with you.” He pushed his cock deeper inside Dylan’s mouth until his pubes scratched his nose. “I want a place where we can fuck freely. Where we can be who the virus makes us…” Isaiah face-fucked him slowly, holding him tightly as he slid in and out of Dylan’s throat. It felt amazing, pure and animalistic and passionate. It was different from sex with Ed, more honest. He wasn’t playing a part anymore. He was just offering himself to this man who thought the way he did, who saw the way gay sex was supposed to be. Dylan grabbed Isaiah’s ass, pushing the man deeper into himself. He was already imagining what it would look like, this group the two of them were birthing today. No more shame or self-hate. Only pleasure, raw and unapologetic. There would be dozens of men like them, some poz and ready to breed and others waiting for a chance to be unleashed. This fuck was only the beginning of so much more to come. Isaiah let out a guttural moan as he unloaded inside his throat. Dylan could feel the man’s cock throbbing as pumped his stomach full of beautiful, toxic cum. He pulled his own cock out of his thong and started stroking it, bringing himself to completion in seconds as he shot his own toxic load onto the tile. “Holy fuck,” Isaiah said breathlessly, his limp cock falling out of Dylan’s mouth. “Now that’s what I’m talking about.” “I’m just getting started,” Dylan said with a wicked grin. They made plans to meet up at Isaiah’s apartment later that week to brainstorm about finding their first recruit. Isaiah lived in Chelsea, not far from where they’d met. Over the next couple of days, he found his thoughts consumed with Isaiah and their burgeoning group. He could see it now, a group of guys who could recharge each other and spread their seed the way God intended. Isaiah at his side, his right-hand man to guide men towards the light. When he approached the address Isaiah had given him, he was practically buzzing with excitement. A loud whistling sound coming from above caught his attention. He looked up to see an old man leering down at him from his balcony. “Shit, boy. You gotta lotta ass on that little frame.” The old man looked to be in his 70s, with greasy black hair, a large, wrinkled nose, and fat pink lips. He grinned lecherously. “You wanna come up for a little fun? I’m on the third floor, apartment 3C. Gimme ten minutes and I’ll make you squeal.” He scratched at a purple splotch on his neck. Dylan just smiled up at him and walked into the building. “I met your neighbor,” he said to Isaiah when he opened the door to his suite. “He’s charming.” “Oh jeez, sorry about him,” Isaiah said as he let him in. “He’s always ogling at guys on the sidewalk.” Dylan sat on the couch, slipping off his shoes and curling his legs underneath him. “What do you know about him?” “Not much. I always thought he was a bit of a creep, but part of me kind of respects his game. He wants to get his dick wet, no more, no less. He’d probably have more luck if he didn’t look like a walking STD factory.” “You think he’s poz?” Isaiah shrugged. “Probably. Don’t know how, though–no one I know would ever go near him, even before all this.” Dylan beamed. “He sounds perfect.” “Perfect for what?” “What do you think about him for our first recruit?” Isaiah raised an eyebrow. “You can’t be serious?” He nodded. “Absolutely. He’s exactly the kind of guy we’ve been looking for.” “I don’t know…” Isaiah frowned. “I was hoping for someone a little less… well, disgusting.” “Remember our motto–we get and give loads to anyone who wants them. The virus doesn’t discriminate and neither should we.” Isaiah thought for a moment. “Fair point. Okay, I’m in.” Dylan grabbed Isaiah’s hand and smiled. “Come on–let’s strike while the iron’s hot.” He held Isaiah’s hand as they walked up to the third floor. He could feel butterflies in his stomach again. Was he nervous about bringing in their newest member? Or was it the feeling of Isaiah’s hand in his? They stopped outside the door to 3C. “You sure about this?” asked Isaiah. He nodded, then knocked on the door. He heard the sound of footsteps, then a chain unlatching. The door opened to reveal the old man wearing nothing but a tank top and a pair of striped boxer shorts. He scratched his pot belly and grinned. “Well well. Two for the price of one.” Dylan smiled sweetly. “Can we come in?” “Fuck yeah, you can come in. Right this way, sweetheart.” He stepped back to allow the two young men into his apartment. The air was stale and stifling like the windows had never been opened before. The man gestured to the couch, which seemed stained with some sort of bodily fluids. “Please, have a seat.” The old man seemed excited, almost like he couldn’t believe his luck. “I’m Gary.” “I’m Dylan, and this is Isaiah.” Dylan sat on the couch, wary of avoiding anything sticky. Isaiah stayed standing. “Can I get you anything to drink?” asked Gary. “Beer? Water?” “Hold the Rohypnol,” Isaiah muttered under his breath. Dylan shot him a look, then smiled at Gary. “Thank you, I’m fine.” The old man sat down on a recliner across from them and put his feet up. “So, what can I do for you two boys?” One of his hairy testicles fell out of the leg of his boxer shorts. He scratched it. Dylan cleared his throat. “Well, we actually have a proposal for you. You see-” “Aw, fuck. This isn’t one of them things where you try and get me to sell you my apartment, is it?” Gary sat up in his seat, his pot belly jiggling as he moved. “Cause I ain’t moving. I told the last guys, I’m staying here till I die. Don’t care how soon that is.” He scratched the purple lesion on his neck again. “So if that’s what you’re here for, you can go ahead and-” “It’s not, I promise.” Dylan looked at Isaiah. “We actually wanted to know if you’d be interested in joining a group that we’re thinking of starting.” Gary’s eyes narrowed. “Group, huh? What kind of group? Like a religious thing?” Isaiah laughed. “Kind of. In a way.” “It’s more of a… well, an HIV thing,” said Dylan. “I hope you don’t mind me asking, but… you are poz, right?” Gary sighed. “Well, guess it ain’t no use hiding it. Yeah, I got the bug. A few years back, actually. Fucking shame, I used to get so much boypussy. Now I’m lucky just to get enough to get by.” Dylan nodded. “That’s why we came here, actually. You see, we’re both poz too.” Gary blinked in surprise. “Really? But you’re both so… healthy. Young. You look great.” Dylan smiled. “I don’t think being poz means you have to be old and decrepit. I mean, I know we’ll all go that way one day. But I think that being poz is just another part of life. It’s part of being gay, a right of passage we all go through towards sexual liberation. Whether you get it when you’re young or when you’re old, we’re all gonna get it eventually. There’s no use denying it or being afraid of it.” Gary studied him for a moment. “You’re not like most of the boys out there, are you? Most guys see me, they run in the opposite direction as fast as their legs can carry them. They don’t see the real me, the sex pistol I used to be. I could get a boy off with just one finger, and I did as often as I could. I made so many men cum it could fill the empire state building. It’s a fucking shame those days are behind me.” “What if it didn’t have to be?” Dylan’s eyes were shining. “What if your sexual prime was right now?” The old man laughed. “Now I know I still got the juice, but come on. What guy in his right mind would fuck me?” “I would,” said Dylan. Gary blinked. “Really? You’d let me fuck you?” He nodded. “Mm-hm.” “Without a condom?” Dylan laughed. “What’s the point of doing it at all if it isn't raw?” He stood. “That’s what I’m talking about. Raw, man-on-man sex. Dirty, unfiltered, impure.” He walked toward Gary, slipping his shoes off as he went. “Just two poz guys, sharing the gift with each other.” He ran his finger along Gary’s arm. He could see the old man’s dick poking out of the hole in his boxer shorts. “Does that sound like something you’d be interested in?” Gary swallowed, then nodded. Dylan pulled down his pants to reveal what he wore underneath: a bright red garter belt and matching stockings. He wore it without underwear, leaving his boythings completely exposed underneath. The old man gasped as Dylan climbed on top of his lap. His hands shook as they gripped Dylan’s waist, rubbing his hard cock against the boy’s hole. “Jesus,” he whispered as Dylan stripped off his shirt. “You’re beautiful.” Dylan reached through the hole in the old man’s boxer shorts and grabbed his cock. It was short and stubby, but thick enough to leave Dylan feeling nice and full. It sat in a giant tuft of thick, gray pubic hair like a snake waiting to strike. He aimed it at his hole and sat down slowly. “This is what I’m offering you,” he whispered into Gary’s ear. “A wet hole, anytime you want it. Men like us who just want to fuck and breed and spread their seed as far and wide as they can.” He slowly bounced up and down on Gary’s cock, feeling his hole spread open by the man’s thickness. His hands rested on the man’s thick belly, steadying himself as he worked Gary’s cock with his pussy. The old man stared up at him in awe, his eyes glazed over as he enjoyed the wetness of his insides. Isaiah stood off to the side, his cock in his hand as he played the voyeur. “Come here.” He held his hand out to Isaiah. As Isaiah approached, he took the man’s cock into his mouth and sucked on it hungrily. The sounds of both men groaning were like music to his ears. He squeezed Gary’s cock with his hole as he swirled his tongue around Isaiah’s cock, desperate to give these two poz men the relief they so badly deserved. “Oh fuck,” said Gary. He grabbed Dylan’s waist and slammed him down on his cock. “Take my poz load, boy. Take daddy’s load!” He grunted loudly as he expelled his charged cum inside Dylan’s rectum. Dylan felt the old man’s hands squeezing his tits as his body shook with pleasure. Soon the sound of Isaiah’s groaning joined the sounds from the old man as he tasted Isaiah’s sweet seed on his tongue. Fully recharged, he slid off of Gary’s lap, careful to keep the old man’s gift safely inside him. Gary lay on the recliner, breathing heavily as his limp cock still poked out of his boxers. “Holy fuck,” he wheezed. “That was incredible.” He grinned lecherously at Isaiah. “I’m spent now, but I can’t wait for a chance with this one.” He stroked his limp cock, sniffed his fingers, then licked off some of Dylan’s ass juices. Isaiah grimaced. “You join our group, you can have it anytime you want. Me…” Dylan nodded at Isaiah, “...him, anyone else who joins the poz brotherhood.” Gary beamed. “I’m in!” From that day on, it was the three of them against the world. Gary was a ravenous new recruit, eager to spread the word and seed as far as he could. They met in Isaiah’s apartment, mostly because Isaiah refused to set foot in Gary’s den of bodily fluids again. “You’re looking for new members, I got the perfect guy–an old friend from my days in the army,” Gary said excitedly at their first meeting. “We used to hook up every now and then on the down-low. Course, it was hard hiding it from his wife when he got the bug. She left him, took everything and ruined his life. Last I heard he was trawling for dick in Harlem. I’ll see if I can track him down!” Dylan nodded. “Sounds good. While you’re doing that, I want Isaiah to start looking into some apartment spaces in the area. We’ll need a place to meet on the regular.” Isaiah frowned. “How exactly are we gonna afford that? You got some kinda fortune I don’t know about?” Dylan felt Ed’s credit cards burning a hole in his pocket. He smiled. “Don’t worry about it. Now while you’re doing that, I’ve got a little project of my own to work on.” “You sure you don’t want my help?” asked Isaiah. He squeezed Dylan’s hand, winking at him. “I think we make a pretty good team.” Dylan kissed him on the cheek. “I’m sure. I need to do this on my own.” He waited outside the apartment building, his face hidden behind a large pair of Carrera sunglasses he’d bought on Ed’s dime the week before. He was careful to stay out of sight, lest he be recognized by one of the attendees, or, God forbid, the host. Finally, after about an hour, he saw who he was looking for. The sickly ginger man from the meeting looked paler than ever as he left the apartment. Despite the sun shining and the lack of chill, he wore a big coat, which he wrapped around himself as he walked down the sidewalk. Dylan followed behind him, waiting until they were safely away from the meeting to make his approach. A couple of blocks later the ginger man was stopped at a red light waiting to cross. Dylan walked up beside him and put his hand on his arm. “Excuse me,” he said. “Don’t I know you?” The guy’s face turned even paler when he saw him. “Oh… what are you doing here?” “It’s Ryan, right?” Ryan looked nervously at the light. “I should probably be going-” “Wait,” said Dylan. “I just wanna talk. Could we go for a walk?” Ryan looked at him warily for a moment, then nodded. They walked around City Hall Park for a bit, the ginger man shivering even in the sun. “How are things with your partner?” asked Dylan. Ryan shrugged. “The same. He still won’t touch me.” He frowned. “I’m sorry. That really sucks.” Ryan laughed. “Yeah, well, we can’t all be as free as you. What was it, ‘free from all of society’s bullshit expectations?’” He coughed into his arm, causing a nearby woman to lean away from him. “Look, I’m not here to preach at you,” said Dylan. “I just want to ask you something.” He stopped walking. “Do you feel like your life would be better if you didn’t have to feel ashamed of who you were?” Ryan sighed. “I don’t know. I don’t see what difference it makes. I’m dying either way.” “But you’re not dead yet.” He grabbed Ryan’s hand. “That’s what I’m saying. You are a beautiful, drop-dead-sexy man. Your boyfriend should be fighting other guys off with a stick, not shaming you and refusing to sleep in the same bed as you.” “What does it matter? I can’t change him. He only sees me for this disease. He’s afraid of it.” “I’m not,” said Dylan. “And there are other guys like me, guys who aren’t afraid of the bug. Who accept it head-on? Don’t you want to be a part of something that accepts you for who you are? Fuck it, who more than accepts your disease, but actually celebrates it?” Ryan shook his head. His eyes were wet. “That’s just a fantasy. It’s not real.” “It is real.” Dylan held out his hand. “Join us. There are just a few of us right now, but I promise you, we will build a safe place where you’ll get all the love and sex you need. Where you can breed and be bred to your heart’s content.” Ryan looked at him, his lip trembling. “I don’t believe you.” Dylan touched Ryan’s lips with his fingers, then kissed him softly. He felt the man melt into his arms, going so weak he had to hold him up. They kissed deeply, tongues fighting as they swapped saliva. When Dylan broke the kiss, Ryan was staring up at him in wonder. He smiled. “Come with me.” He took him into the men’s room at City Hall, guiding him into one of the stalls at the end. He pulled off the man’s coat, revealing his thin, wasted frame underneath. Ryan instinctively covered himself with his arms in shame. Dylan grabbed his arms and pulled them away. “Don’t.” He kissed Ryan. “You’re so beautiful.” He pulled off the man’s shirt, revealing his pale, veiny torso and abs. He traced his skin with his fingertips, kissing down the man’s chest as he got on his knees. He unbuckled Ryan’s belt, then slid the man’s pants down over his cock. It was the most lively thing about him, long and thick underneath a bright red patch of fiery hair. “Jesus,” whispered Dylan. “You should have never put this thing away.” He took the head into his mouth, causing Ryan to cry out in joy. He sucked the man’s death stick, eager to work him up to full mast so he could receive his gift. When Ryan was fully hard, he stood up and bent over, gripping the top of the stall as he offered Ryan his hole. “Take me,” he moaned. “Give me your poz load.” With trembling fingers, Ryan lowered his pants, then peeled off his lace panties to gain access to his hole. His fingers were hard and boney as they opened him up, but he soon felt the warmth of the man’s knob easing its way into him. He relished the sound of Ryan’s moans, joyful at the knowledge that his pussy could resurrect this dying man. He felt Ryan’s lips against his neck as the man buried his cock up to the hilt inside of him. “Oh God…” moaned Ryan. “I never thought I’d feel this again.” Dylan turned his head to look into Ryan’s eyes. “Fuck me,” he whispered. “Show me what you were made for.” Ryan grabbed his hair and pulled his head back. He withdrew his cock almost all the way, then slammed it back inside. “Fuck, that pussy,” he moaned. He kept a tight grip on Dylan’s curls as he reamed the boy’s ass, filling the bathroom with the sound of flesh on flesh. The two men grunted together, loud and animalistic. Nothing else mattered now–not the rules of society, not the fear of getting caught. They were two men doing what they were put on earth to do: fucking each other’s brains out. Dylan could feel the ginger man getting more energized with every thrust. His cold skin became warmer as he worked himself up to his orgasm, his death stick preparing to fire for the first time in ages. His boney fingers dug into Dylan’s ass cheeks as he heaved one, two, three times before collapsing onto the boy’s back. Soon Dylan felt that sweet, familiar feeling of warmth spread through him as he took Ryan’s gift inside him. Then he felt Ryan shaking on top of him. It took him a moment, but he soon realized the man was crying. “Hey.” He turned around and took the ginger man into his arms. Ryan looked up at him with tears in his eyes. “I didn’t think I could ever have that again.” Dylan wiped away his tears. “There’s so much more, Ryan. Will you let me show you?” Ryan nodded, and Dylan knew the man was his. He smiled. “Then there’s something I want you to do for me.” With Ryan on his side, Dylan’s little group started growing faster than ever. Gary brought in several of his old fuckbuddies, some of them newly poz and others in the advanced stages of AIDS, but all of them horny and eager to fuck with abandon. Isaiah found a spacious little two-bedroom apartment for rent in the same apartment building as the HIV support group, which quickly became the headquarters of their new poz brotherhood. But the real secret weapon was Ryan. His experience with Dylan had been a spiritual awakening, breathing new life into him and changing him from the inside out. He was no longer sickly and defeated, but strong and full of vitality. It was something like a miracle, and it was one Dylan used to his full advantage. He started small–getting Ryan to approach one or two of the more jaded members of Vincent’s little group and broach the topic of a new way of life. Seeing Ryan’s transformation and lured by the notion of carefree sex, the men were easily swayed into jumping ship. Soon the group was hemorrhaging members as they defected one by one to join the poz brotherhood. By spring, Dylan had gained over a dozen followers. They held weekly meetings on Saturday nights, where they would meet at the new apartment and recharge each other during lust-filled orgies. Dylan made sure to receive each man’s seed at least once, knowing that his pussy had become something of a prized commodity among the men. Then, once everyone had given and gotten at least one load, they would discuss their plans for expanding the brotherhood. “We need fresh blood,” said Gary one evening in early April. “We can always go to hospitals and try to find guys with HIV,” said Isaiah. Gary scoffed. “No, I don’t mean men who are already poz. I mean neg guys.” He turned to Dylan. “You promised us we’d get to spread our seed. But all we’ve done is recharge a bunch of guys who already have the bug.” The men began to argue amongst themselves. Dylan raised his hand to quiet them. “The more poz men we bring over to our way of life, the more we’ll attract neg guys who want what we have. All we have to do is wait. And whoever does want to be pozzed will get to take seed from all of us. We’ll all share in the conversion.” “I say we go to the public toilets in Central Park and just start pozzing guys,” said Gary. He grinned. “Once they’re infected they’ll start to see our way of thinking.” Dylan shook his head. “No. Absolutely not.” “I thought HIV was supposed to be a gift? Why are we holding back?” “It is a gift, but receiving that gift should be a choice,” said Dylan. “It’s something every man should be able to decide for himself.” “I didn’t get to decide,” said Ryan. He stood, addressing the other men. “I didn’t choose to be this way. But even so, I’m glad I have the disease now.” He smiled at Dylan. “You showed me the light. I think it's only fair we do the same for others.” Dylan banged on the table with his fist. “Enough. I don’t want to hear any more talk about stealthing neg guys. This is not who we are. If you wanna be in the poz brotherhood, you follow our rules.” “What about him, huh?” Gary nodded at Isaiah. Dylan frowned. “What about him?” Gary pointed at him accusingly. “He’s not following our rules. Whatever happened to ‘give and get loads from whoever wants it?’ I’ve been in the group for months and he still won’t give me a shot at his ass.” “Just because I wanna fuck doesn’t mean I wanna fuck you, Gary,” said Isaiah. “Now that you mention it, I don’t think I’ve ever seen you get fucked,” said Ryan. “You only ever let us suck your dick. And you never return the favor.” There was a murmur throughout the room. Isaiah stood. “What are you trying to say?” he asked angrily. “You think I’m a fake?” “I think you’re lying,” said Gary. “I don’t think you got the bug at all.” Isaiah laughed in disbelief. “That’s ridiculous. Of course I do.” He looked at Ryan. “You know me, man. Tell them.” Ryan shifted uncomfortably in his seat. “Well, I know we were in Vincent’s group together, but I never really heard you share about being poz. You mostly just listened.” “Like a voyeur,” said Gary. “He’s getting off on us but he don’t have the bug himself. He’s a fucking interloper!” “That’s enough,” said Dylan. “I know Isaiah. He started this group with me. I would know if he was a liar.” But he knew the truth from the way Isaiah avoided his gaze. He’d suspected it for a while now, though he’d hoped he was wrong. Hoped there was some other explanation for the distance that had grown between the two of them. Some other reason why every man had filled his pussy except the one man he wanted the most. “You guys are crazy,” said Isaiah. He got up and headed toward the door. “I’m out of here.” Gary put his hand up to stop him. “Not until you take one of our loads in your ass.” He smiled menacingly. “It’s the only way to be sure.” “Man, fuck you-” There was a knock at the door. The men looked at each other in confusion. “Who the hell is that?” asked Gary. “No idea,” said Dylan. “I wasn’t expecting anyone.” He walked over to the door and opened it to reveal Vincent, his face twisted in anger. “Vincent? What are you doing here?” The Asian man looked around the room, shooting dirty looks at the members of his now-extinct HIV support group. “I thought I might find you all here. I heard whispers of some perverted sex cult but I’d hoped it wasn’t true.” He glared at Dylan. “Well, I hope you’re happy. You’ve ruined any chance these men had of finding inner peace. Whore.” Isaiah went to speak but Dylan stopped him. “Hello, Vincent. I’m glad you stopped by. I was hoping you might get a chance to see us for yourself.” Vincent laughed scornfully. “Oh, I see it. What a great group you have here. A bunch of perverts who disgrace the dignity of people with AIDS.” Dylan shook his head. “No, Vincent. You’re the one that disgraces their dignity. Teaching them to be ashamed of themselves when all they want is the freedom to live their lives honestly.” “I never said they should be ashamed.” “But you did,” said Dylan. “You spin this web about how HIV is a death sentence, how these men are sick and dying. But I look around and all I see is life.” “You know what I think?” Ryan walked up to Vincent and shoved his finger in his chest. “I think you’re jealous.” “Hah… N-no,” Vincent stuttered. Ryan put his face in his, looking him up and down. “I know you, Vincent. And I know you’re terrified of sex. I think you look at us and you wish you could fuck the way we can. Tell me I’m wrong.” Vincent swallowed. “You’re wrong.” “So you don’t want this?” Ryan grabbed Vincent’s cock. “You don’t want to feel what it’s like to take a man’s cock raw, the way God intended? You don’t want to feel my cock sliding inside you, lubing you up with my cum as I go a second round?” Vincent was shaking where he stood. The men started to close in on him, their eyes glinting with hunger. “Of course not. I would never have sex without a condom. That would be incredibly dangerous to my health.” “Isn’t that what makes it so fucking fun?” said Gary. The old man burst into laughter, causing the rest of the men to laugh with him. “I… I don’t-” “No more talking.” Gary grabbed Vincent’s shirt and began pulling it over his head. “Time for fucking.” “What are you doing?” asked Vincent as Ryan began unbuttoning his pants. “You can’t… it’s not safe.” His eyes went wide as Ryan pulled his pants down to his ankles, revealing his fully erect cock poking out of his boxer briefs. “Looks like he’s ours, boys!” yelled Gary. The men descended on Vincent, stripping off the rest of his clothes as he cried out in a mix of fear and ecstasy. Soon he was on all fours, his mouth full of Gary’s cock while Ryan ripped open the back of his boxer briefs. He yelped when Ryan shoved himself inside him, causing the rest of the men to break out in cheer. “Poz that hole!” “Give it to him good!” “Infect him!” Dylan watched from the sidelines, a smile of satisfaction on his face as his final holdout gave himself over to their depravity. “Looks like you were right,” said Isaiah. He stood next to Dylan, watching Vincent’s deflowering unfold. “All we had to do was wait.” “You don’t want a turn on him?” asked Dylan. “A chance to infect the new guy?” Isaiah said nothing. Dylan sighed. “It’s true, then, isn’t it? You’re neg?” Isaiah took a deep breath. “Come with me. I want to explain.” He took him into the bedroom, away from the grunts and cries of satisfaction. He shut the door behind them, then slid down to his knees, burying his head in his hands. Dylan put his arms around him. “It’s all right, Isaiah. You don’t have to explain.” Isaiah looked up at him, tears in his eyes. “You don’t understand… I want to convert, I really do. I’m just… I’m just scared. I don’t want to be sick. I don’t want to die.” He covered his face with his hands and cried. “I’m a coward,” he sobbed. Dylan hugged him. “Oh, Isaiah.” He rubbed his back gently. “It’s okay. I understand why you’re afraid. There’s a lot of people out there telling us to be scared, that there’s no hope. But I’m telling you, there is.” He lifted Isaiah’s head. “Those men out there. Do they look sick to you? Are they dying?” Isaiah shook his head. “That’s because they’re free. They don’t feel ashamed to be who they are anymore. You don’t have to feel ashamed, either. If you take that plunge, if you accept the gift… you’ll be more alive than you’ve ever been. You’ve seen it happen to Ryan. Those men can give you that gift.” Isaiah looked at him sadly. “But… I don’t want it that way. I don’t want to be pozzed by all of them. I just want you.” “What do you mean?” He took Dylan’s hand and held it to his chest. “I don’t want to share this disease with anyone else. I want to know who gave it to me. I want that person to be you.” Dylan looked at him with wide eyes. “Why me?” “You made me see the world through a whole new light. I spent weeks going to that group because I was scared of the inevitable. I guess… I was trying to prepare myself for what my life would be like when I got the virus. But all I saw was sickness and sadness… until you.” He leaned his forehead against Dylan’s. “I don’t want the virus because I think I need it or because I want to get it over with. I want it because it’ll make me like you. I want it to be ours.” Dylan kissed him gently. “I want that too.” He stood and pulled Isaiah to his feet. “Will you let me share my gift with you?” Isaiah nodded. He kissed him hungrily, holding nothing back this time. Suddenly, the door burst open as Gary walked in, his cock rock hard and dripping as he held a panting Vincent by the back of the neck. “Figured we’d give our little pup a change of scenery,” Gary said with a grin. He threw Vincent on the bed, then climbed on top of him, dwarfing the man with his chubby frame. Vincent moaned as the old man plunged into his hole and started humping away. Dylan laughed. “Come on. I’ll take you to my place.” He kissed Isaiah on the cheek. “Besides, there’s something I want to show you.” They took a cab to his apartment on the Upper West Side. He held Isaiah’s hand the whole drive over, his stomach full of butterflies for what was about to come. When they walked through the door, Isaiah whistled. “Damn. How’d you swing a place like this?” Dylan just smiled and kissed him. He grabbed Isaiah’s hand and pulled him into the bedroom. Isaiah gasped when he saw what was in Dylan’s bed. Ed lay there in his pajamas, practically skin and bones. His eyes were vacant and hollow, and he wheezed slowly with every breath. “Who is this?” Isaiah asked in disbelief. Dylan sat on the edge of the bed and grabbed Ed’s hand. “This is my daddy.” Isaiah watched him nervously. Dylan brushed Ed’s cheek with his hand. “He’s the person who gave me life. But even though he gave it to me, he couldn’t accept it for himself.” “He… he’s dying of AIDS?” Dylan nodded. “It didn’t have to be that way. He could have accepted the gift, but he chose to live in denial. He chose to let the shame and guilt eat away at him.” He stood. “I won’t lie to you. If you take the gift, this could be your future. You could let the shame win and eat you from the inside out.” He grabbed Isaiah’s hand. “Or you could let it make you new again. Make you like me.” He intertwined his fingers with Isaiah’s hand, staring up at him with wide eyes. “What’ll it be?” Isaiah put his hand behind his head and kissed him. Dylan fell into the kiss, allowing Isaiah to pull off his clothes as Ed wheezed behind them. They disrobed completely until they were both beautifully, fully naked. “I want you to take me,” said Isaiah. He climbed on the bed, his stomach resting against Ed’s wasted legs as he presented his ass to Dylan. “Take me in your daddy’s bed.” Dylan smiled, his heart swelling with love. He spit on his hand, smearing his cock with saliva before plunging into Isaiah’s hole in one fell swoop. To Isaiah’s credit, he didn’t scream or make any noise of pain, although it had to have been painful. Dylan knew that the more torn up Isaiah was inside, the faster he would receive his gift. He made love to him, quickly but tenderly, until his cock was sliding back and forth unencumbered. He could see a bit of blood on his cock as he pounded Isaiah’s hole, knowing that this would only speed the process of conversion. He leaned over Isaiah’s back, pushing him into the bed and onto Ed. “I love you,” he whispered in his ear. “I love you so much, Isaiah.” He could feel the pressure in his balls rising as his breathing grew shallow. He’d never felt anything like this before, knowing that his DNA would mix with Isaiah’s, binding the two men together. They would be forever linked, joined in the lineage of all the heroes who came before them. Then in a moment of blinding pleasure, he felt that sweet, blessed release. “Take my seed!” he shouted, burying his cock in Isaiah’s hole. “Take my gift,” he panted, collapsing against Isaiah’s back. He lay there for several seconds, the room filled with the sound of the two men panting and Ed wheezing. Nothing had ever felt so right, being linked with his creator and the man he had created. They lay there for a while, still joined together as his seed took root deep inside of the man he loved. Finally, Isaiah rolled over underneath him, letting his cock fall out of his freshly seeded hole. He stared at him with tears in his eyes. “I love you too.”

Yeah I am familiar with the second video that you have posted, i have never seen the first one. I suppose I'll go back and find it. It really is shocking how many have passed, I don't know if the chance of an early death is higher amongst those who do porn, but there are a very large number of young guys shown. Very sad...

This is so fucking hot! Loving every bit of it!

Probably not 100% straight if these stories are drawing you in. But i love corrupting new readers

I dump my loads in way over a thousand ass. I breed ass since i m 12. The more the better

PART 1 It was approximately two months before high school graduation that this happened, which is to say it was about two weeks after I turned 18. Not that I looked 18. I was lucky if people thought I was 16. Although I was 5' 10”, I only weighed 155 pounds, and given my baby face and short brown hair, I didn’t look like a man - yet. But it was men I wanted, that’s for sure. I was 18 and I had a car. It was time. Sure there were gay guys at my school, but I wasn’t into guys my age. I liked guys older than me, guys around 40. Men with big man cocks and big manly cum-filled balls. That’s what turned me on. Now I just needed to find such a man who happened to like me. With that in mind, within days of my birthday, I had my first profile up on a gay hook-up site. Initially I received messages from young guys who were quite like me, or at most a few years older. One or two were tempting but I held out. Besides a few blowjobs back and forth ealrier in the year, I had no experience with men. But in my mind, I was always the one sucking cock and always the one offering up his hole. I was a bottom before I even knew what a bottom was. Then one day he messaged me. He was older, 43, and definitely a top. His pictures didn’t have his face but what it showed was amazing to me. He was 6 1” but thin at 165. His graying hair was cut very short. And then I saw his dick. Magnificent isnt even a strong enough word. The pictures showed a solid eight and a half inch cock, with a nice mushroom head and a thick slightly bending upward shaft. His big balls hung down. They looked massive. Now, my balls are a nice size and I cum tons when I shoot, but I figured a guy with giant balls such as this guy sported must cum buckets. I couldn't see his face, but honestly didn't care. This guy's body was my fantasy come to life. I read thru his profile. And then I saw it: HIV status - positive. Still, I wanted to read his message and at least say thanks for messaging me. Just looking at his pictures had me so hard. It was too bad he had hiv. I couldn’t risk that. So I clicked on the message. “I love your pics. You seem like a really hot young guy. That sexy body. And hot little butt! I saw you like older guys. Hot older Top men, guys that can show you things, take you to places you haven’t been yet and that your body doesn’t know it needs yet. I’ve helped young men like you before. I’d love to meet you. And I can tell by your profile you are gonna want to meet me. I have a huge cock that loves attention and I love showing a young guys hole the attention a boy hole needs. I have exactly what you need. Don’t waste time and message me back. I want you in my bedroom.” wow, he had me rock hard. I mean rock hard. And shaking a little. This was real. This hot as hell man wanted me. And badly, it seemed. I was so scared of the hiv thing but I stared at those pics and read his message again and I didn’t know what I would do but I would find a way to keep safe. I had to meet him. With very very nervous hands, i typed back. “You are really really hot. I’m a little scared about what we can do because i am not hiv positive, but I can’t help it, like I just want to meet you and see you face to face. Your cock is so amazing. I have a car, so I can meet almost anywhere but I love with my parents, so can’t have anyone here.” And I hit send. Within minutes, his reply came thru. “Come over now. We are both horny. My address is 710 elm lane, by the new high school. Can you be here soon? So ready to meet you and have uou here.” I replied within seconds. “Be there in 20 minutes.” I tried to make sure I looked ok and ran a brush thru my hair and went out the door before I could change my mind. What was I doing? But I told myself nothing has to happen unless I want it to. And he was so sexy. And that huge cock. I was hard the short drive over there. I parked on the street and made my way towards his house. It was dark, so that made it a little easier. It was my first time just going to a guys house to hook up. I was nervous as hell but my cock was leading me. I was so horny I almost couldn’t take it. I walked up to the porch and knocked softly. The door slowly opened and I was face to face with my internet friend. His body was more amazing in person. Clad in just underwear that bulged like crazy, he was all his profile said and more. Then I looked at his face and he looked at mine and both of us had a shock. It was Mr Johnson, my 11th grade history teacher. I was shocked and embarrassed he would now reject me and still so horny, maybe even more so now. Mr Johnson a gay Top! All of this shock and me standing in the doorway lasted maybe 3 seconds. And then he gestured for me to come in and I did. My cock was like steel and I was determined to go further, though I didn’t know where. I just knew two things: mr Johnson was my perfect gay man standing in front of me and I had to be carful and not forget he had hiv. I felt his hand on my lower back as he guided me inti the house. The sound of the door jarred me from my thoughts. This was happening. This was really happening.

He is now soft and the heavy nut weights are touching my chin. I got him all in me, he is just holding my head and grinding his hips in my face a little. We stay like this for a little, I’m starting to feel him thicken back up. His dick is starting to go down my throat and stretch my lips again. He is not backing out as he gets hard, just holding my face to his crotch. He ask if I can feel him getting hard in my throat, that it feels good. That he is not going to release my head, that he plans on just hold my head in place and let his cock grow to hardness in my throat. That it’s time I have him all in me. I’m in pain, but happy. He just keeps pulling my head in and pushing his hips. He wants every inch in as he grows longer and damn so thick. I’m having trouble breathing and starting to gag. He just says, through the nose, breathe through the nose. He is talking about this pair of shorts he wants me to buy. Their rubber and the crouch has a hood attached to it. So he can wear them with my head in the hood part. That at all time, 3/4 of his cock will be in me. That will help train my throat, that he want me to be able to deepthroat him whenever he wants. He wants to turn me into a pocket pussy that he can fuck the hell out of. His is almost hard and I can’t take it, I think my jaw is going to dislocate. I try to move, just trying to back off. Trying to get a little room, he is still holding me tight. He grows and pulls all the way out. His cock is shiny and pointing str8 up. Almost fag, you almost had it all he says. But no worries, you buy those pants and we will train that mouth pussy right. He has me hit the popper again and helps me stand up. With his help, we walk into the living room. He helps me lay down on the ottoman face down. The cliffs are off and I’m told to put my hands under the ottoman. He recuffed my hands under it, I’m now stuck there. Chest to the ottoman, knees on the floor. He slaps my ass and going looks like a good dog. What do good dogs get, they get a bone to play with. He walks into my kitchen and comes back with a paper towel. He gets the poppers and douses the towel. He puts the towel in the hood and starts to zip it up. He tells me, this is where the fun again. At this point I heard the front door open. I’m thinking what the fuck, who just come into my house. The zipper goes up and I’m starting to get high. I’m ass up, cuffed in place with a hood over my head. I can hear some but can not see anything. I feel the ass zipper get pulled down and a finger touch my hole. I’m trying to ask who is in my house, but he doesn’t answer. Just sliding fingers in, little lube and I believe spit. I’m high, so high on the popper towel and damn horny. I feel the tip at my hole, he is pushing in. Got maybe the first inch and the girth is now there. He pushes again and some of that thickness finds its way in. Maybe 3 inches in and I’m feeling the pain. He said that he was not going to use lube. I glad he gave me a little and the spit. He holds there, I’m thinking he is letting me adjust to him, no. The hood zipped comes down and there is a nice thick cock there. Red Bull thick about 9 inches, I know this cock(gas worker twink) I have swallowed it many times before. I now understand where he got his information from. I open my mouth to say something and he slides it in. He does not stop till his balls hit my chin. I gag and spit up throat slime, he pulls out, stands and walks behind me. Freshman pulls out and the Twink is in me as deep as he can go. Three pumps and he is back out, with the freshman taking his place. He tells the Twink to hit the towel with poppers and rezip the hood up. As the twink is doing this, he starts to go in me again. It hurts, but the Twink got some of the spit a little deeper in me. Freshman is pushing, I’m zipped up and getting higher as he tells me about his plan. That the Twink and him have Jo and a little sucking before and wanted to tag someone. The Twink had told him that he would love watching a guy he knows take his cock. As they were talking about it and this guy that Twink said would bottom for both. They figured out I they had both fucked me before. After talking about it, things they have done to me and how I love a good dick and mult loading. They had the plan. As he is telling his is getting deeper into me

Hi guys, here's the next chapter... I plan to post one every weekend from here on out. Enjoy! VII. The Sacrament The Chapter was still rejoicing at the addition of an eager new Convert to their ranks. Now was the time for the special sharing that the newest Brother could bestow only in the springtime of his Gift. The haunting notes of the Initiation Hymn rang through the subterranean Chapter Hall, its ancient stone lightly trembling to the deep baritone thrum. Torches were lit in their iron rings with a spattering flare, casting a dim glow into the farthest recess of the crypt, where a hidden stairway spiraled to even lower Depths. As prescribed by the Ritual, the Brothers filed into the back of the sanctuary, forming an orderly semicircle on either side. To one side of the altar the newest Brother, his unhooded robe now bound with the crimson cord of a Novice, sat with the easy confidence bestowed by full manhood, upon an ornately carved chair of dark wood, padded in red velvet, with the Fraternal crest emblazoned on its back. To call it a throne would be unseemly, but with its restrained, masculine dignity it was without question a seat of honor. The young man’s radiant glow and gentle, indulgent smile betrayed a modest but well-earned pride. The Liturgy was familiar to the Novice, who had undergone a similar Initiation ceremony just weeks before. But there was one important difference. Rather than a mass anointment of semen injected by the gathered Brotherhood into a fertile and receptive hole, on this High Holy Night the recent Convert was to administer the Sacrament alone, drawing on the unique and beautiful power of his newly poz Cock, a brilliant but short-lived potency with a viral – or shall we say virile – load in the miraculous millions. A power granted by the Dark One with the commandment to deploy it, broadly but wisely, to bestow the Gift of Conversion on a few fortunate men. A dank, mysterious breeze wafted from unseen passageways as uneven footsteps tripped their way down the stone stairwell. The entry was less orderly than before, for the man being escorted was putting up a vigorous fight. Even beneath the loose-fitting robe his powerful build was unmistakable, and the two Guards, at the peak of fitness themselves, struggled to subdue him. In the scuffle the garment’s hood was wrenched off, revealing the wide, angular face of a man of some fifty years, with close-cropped silver hair and thick stubble. A fiery rage flashed in the man’s blue-gray eyes and his broad, muscled shoulders heaved and twisted as he battled his captors. As he thrashed, the neck of his robe fell open, unveiling a massive chest with thick nipples that stood defiantly erect through a forest of silver hair. The rough rope binding the cloak at the waist slipped open as it was pulled to and fro, allowing the sides of the robe to drape open gracefully, like stage curtains. The opening had barely widened a few inches when the man’s cock, powered by its own angry arousal, sprang forth – lifting along with it a ruddy scrotum easily the size of two fists, buried in a nest of silvery hair like steel wool. The massive orbs within the sac jostled and bounced as the man continued to exert all his force in an effort to break free. A shock of recognition swept the gathered Brothers – though their hood-shrouded faces kept their composure and the chant continued unabated, slowly gathering force. The Novice in his chair of honor felt an uneasy jolt course through his body. For the new arrival was no ordinary Recruit. He was an infamous foe of the Brotherhood: the pastor of a local megachurch, a potent political force in the conservative community. This “reverend” hosted religious broadcasts along with his shrewish, heavily made-up wife, where they raged ceaselessly against the evils of sexual sin. Nothing seemed to arouse his anger more than the spread of HIV, and he would spit violently as he cast his contempt on “filthy, AIDS-ridden homosexuals.” As he became aware of his surroundings a hint of fear tinged the anger in his eyes and his struggle ebbed slightly. He pulled himself to his full height, fixing a prideful but chastened glare at the altar before him. The eerie chant rose again in volume and tempo, as the High Priest emerged from the gloom. “Are you [citing his name]?” the Priest intoned in a resounding baritone. “I am,” the man replied, summoning his own imposing, masculine timbre, with just a hint of uncertainty. “Do you know why you stand before us?” “I have been brought here by force, against my will.” “You stand at trial as an enemy of our Brotherhood,” the Priest declared. “Tonight you are to be transformed. We give you a choice. You may accept with gratitude the Gift we offer, along with our forgiveness – or you may fight it and be marked as an outcast, both among our ranks and in those of your own hateful sect. Either way, you will receive forever in your body the Sacrament of our Faith, that which you have long reviled and blasphemed.” “Fuck you, you filthy f*****t,” the man snarled, straining anew at his bonds. The Guards tightened their grips, easily overcoming his now flagging resistance. The Priest remained calm. “You still have time to repent. We are men of grace and justice, and we extend the hand of welcome to those who gladly receive what we offer. Think carefully. A wise choice on your part will grant you entry to a Fellowship of Men far more powerful than the impotent religion which you now profess.” “Fuck you,” the prisoner repeated, this time with a noticeable shade less conviction. “Very well,” the Priest nodded. “Your resolve will be tested.” He glanced at the Guards, who turned the man roughly, forcing him to face the congregation. At this point a group of four Brothers, their faces cloaked like the others, their voices still chanting in mystical unison, broke from the ranks and strode in single file toward the altar, arraying themselves closely around the struggling captive. Even the thick robes could scarcely conceal their supple, athletic bodies. One by one the four men unfastened and cast off their garments, revealing breathtaking torsos, taut abdomens, hard-trained arms and trunk-like legs. These magnificent young men, all of them on the cusp of twenty, were the flower of the Brotherhood’s youth, each boy beguilingly beautiful in his own way. One was a golden blond with the first fresh bloom of auburn beard, a few tentative strands of hair adorning his broad, smooth chest. Another had mahogany skin, pitch-dark hair, and almond-shaped eyes set in a perfect, unwrinkled brow. The third was sculpted of priceless ebony, with chocolate hair tightly surrounding his massive skull and carpeting godlike genitals. The fourth, a sinewy redhead, was clad in pale, marble-like skin sketched with light blue veins and lightly sprinkled with freckles. A light tuft of ginger pubic hair topped his gently dangling uncut cock, more modest in size than the others but with a perfectly proportioned beauty. The young Brothers sparkled with an endearing boyishness, but moved with the earnest, meaningful manner of men about their work. The foursome laid their hands upon the trembling man, who gave a startled gasp and shuddered momentarily in the Guards’ tight grasp. The young men’s tender ministrations seemed to melt his resistance and he relaxed slightly, only tensing as each boy’s fingers caressed his most sensitive parts - grazing a nipple, gliding down his shivering back, gently cupping his prodigious balls, then stroking his still-stiffening member, which responded of its own accord, straining and twitching toward the vaulted ceiling. Soft lips and moist tongues explored every crevice of his quivering body. The man heaved a sigh, loosening his tension imperceptibly. As the blond boy slid into a kneeling position and brought full young lips toward the man’s pulsing cockhead, the prisoner seemed to resign himself to his fate, throwing his head back as he accepted the pleasure that was forcefully bestowed upon him. The strange words of the ancient chant rose and enveloped him, and the wide eyes of the Novice, still patiently waiting to perform his duty, glowed with intensity as he cast his gaze upon the scene. The captive’s ten-inch cock glided easily down the young blond’s practiced throat, and the other lads added their own stimulation – the black boy stretching his lips to envelop the massive balls, the redhead licking the lightly haired shaft and sharing its glistening head with his blond Brother in a tender kiss. Then the mahogany-skinned youth rose to his feet and turned to the congregation, backing toward the altar and presenting the smooth copper globes of his backside to the captive. He reached behind himself and stretched his buttocks from either side, revealing a taut, puckered hole that glistened with the spit with which his fellows had anointed him in pre-ceremonial preparations. The prisoner tensed anew, a look of terror in his eyes, but retained his stance as the boy backed himself onto the hard cock – which, with a will of its own, throbbed greedily as it slid in. All pretense of resistance was dropped as the man slipped his arms from the Guards’ now loose grasp and clenched the boy’s chest, tightly squeezing him as he pounded his loins hungrily, deep into the welcoming hole. Grunts and growls emerged from his grimacing lips and he shook, seemingly seized with an electrical force beyond his control. A sudden, final spasm exploded from his groin, his face contorted in simultaneous shock and ecstasy, and he emitted a guttural cry that echoed through the vaulted arches. His arms wrapped even more tightly around the brown-skinned boy and, despite himself, he grasped the young man’s face, turned it toward him, and kissed him passionately. Suddenly the captive seemed to come to his senses and pushed the boy away, his slick, semi-hard cock bouncing as it was roughly yanked from the tight young hole. The man staggered backwards, stumbling against the altar, and grasped his head in his hands. “What are you– get the fuck– I didn’t want–” he stammered weakly. The Priest stepped out of the shadows where he had been discreetly watching and addressed the man, as the four boys stood at attention, their own turgid cocks pulsing from their exertions. Abruptly the congregation interrupted its insistent chant, the dark notes reverberating for many minutes until they faded into stony silence. The captive’s heaving shoulders sagged, and a look of resignation came over his sweating face. “You know what you are, friend. Your body betrays you,” the Priest said gently. “You stand at a crossroads. Ahead of you could lie an endless bounty of the pleasure you have just tasted. If you cast your lot with our Order, you will claim the manly embrace of a community of lovers. We are truer to our Faith and more steadfastly loyal to our fellows than the brittle hypocrites who profess to be your disciples. Do you not wish to be one of us?” The man held a long, dejected gaze at the flagstone floor, seemingly lost in thought, while the gathered Brothers maintained silence. Finally, summoning a scrap of courage, he whispered, “What must I do?” “You shall be anointed this night with a life force that you will bear within your body forever. The entire Brotherhood will witness as your false manhood is stripped from you and you are laid bare as the naked and vulnerable boy that you have always been. “Once the Gift has been received within you, your past transgressions will be burned away in a fiery fever. I will not lie – it will be an ordeal, but one from which you will emerge a new and purified Man, the bearer of enormous power and privilege, but also of lifelong responsibility. You must promise to share our precious Gift with generations to come, as Scripture dictates. If you remain devoted to the oath of our Order, the Brothers will stand by your side unto death, and beyond.” The Priest held his words for the few moments it took his voice to echo and fade through the halls, then intoned, “Will you so solemnly swear?” The man stood transfixed for many minutes, daring not to look up from the floor. Finally he nodded, barely perceptibly. The Priest, raising his arms, repeated with greater force, “Will you so solemnly swear?” After one more moment of hesitation, the man drew a deep breath. “I will.” The Novice gasped lightly and shifted in his chair, adjusting the drapes of his robe modestly across his stirring lap. The Priest lowered his arms and clasped his hands before him. In spite of his solemn dignity, a light smile crept onto his lips. “Let us prepare the Service.”

That makes complete sense, I usually find with the ones I've hooked up with is their sex lives are either dead or exceptionally boring. Getting to fuck as hard as they want, all the dirty talk, they get to be kinkier than ever with their wives. All of that drives them into fucking like crazy.

NOTICE: The first chapter has some part about straight sex. This is not explicit and is only used to set up the story. Chapter 1 - Sun, sea & sex After a long flight the plane landed at around 10am at Miami International Airport. “I hope we don’t have to wait too long getting our luggage”, said Christian. Sven nodded and said “First to our hotel and then straight to the beach”. Christian Smiled. Nearly 2 hours later they stepped out of the airport and in to the burning sun. They quickly got a taxi to their hotel. When they arrived at their room they opened their suitcases. Both boys started to strip. “I will rub sunscreen on you if you do me” Sven said. Christian didn’t answer and started to rub sunscreen on his brothers athletic body. When they where both glistening Sven gave his brother a big hugh and said “Missed doing stuff together, bro”. “Me too!” replied Christian. “When you broke up with your girlfriend you had more time to party again!” he continued. Sven smiled and said “Don’t worry i’ll keep in mind that you can’t party as much as a single dude like me!”. “NO! we’ll go party hard” Christian said. Sven looked confused and said “But you girlfriend?”. “…is no longer my girlfriend. I dumped her a yesterday!” Christian added. Sven didn’t know what to say. “I decide it last month but waited until our vacation so she can’t bother me!”. Both started laughing. They put on their shorts, packed a bag and put on their sunglasses. “Let the party begin!” said Sven while walking out the door. Walking side by side you would swear that you’re seeing double. These two young blond gods made lots of heads turn on their way to the beach. After they arrived on the beach they laid down on their beach towels. After 40 minutes they heard some girls laughing. “You are so damn hot!” a girl said. The boys removed their sunglasses and see 6 hot girls standing besides them. “We can say the same about you” Sven replies with a smile. “We are you from?” another girl asks while sitting down beside Christian. “Sweden” both boys reply. The other girls also sit down around the boys. “Are they all this hot in sweden?” one of the girls ask. Before they can reply another girl says “How do you like my new bikini?”. Both boys take a good look. “No need to answer… you can see the answer in their shorts!”. The boys are completely overwhelmed by the girls. “Can i feel” a girl says while slipping her hand up Sven’s leg. Another girl slips her hand up the Christian’s leg. “WOW” says one girl “We found what we are looking for!”. “Looking for what?!” Sven asks. “We are porn actresses and we have our own website. Every week we go out looking for one or two guys at the beach. Ask them to come with us to party and fuck us. We record it and and put it on our website” a girl explains. “Thank you but NO!” says Sven. Christian gives Sven a nudge and says “BRO! Look at them. We came here to party so let’s do it! I don’t mind being filmed. I already have some homemade movies of me and my ex on XTUBE! And because we look-a-like you could say you’re on there too!”. Sven looks around and asks “We get to fuck you all?”. All girls nod while one says “as long and as often you like”. “We’ll do it!” Christian says enthusiastic. “Follow us” a girl says while standing up. The boys grab their stuff together and follow the girls. Chapter 2 - The party starts They arrive at a big villa and follow the girls in. In the living room there are 4 boys busy setting up everything. “These are the guys that help us with sound and light” says a girl. “Sit down, relax” adds another one. They are handed a bottle with Gatorade not knowing that it is laced with G. After 20 minutes Sven and Christian begin to feel woozy. One of the girls sees this and walks towards one of the boys busy setting up. She walks back to the twins and starts explaining that they want give them something to be sure that they stay hard during filming. Also she tells them that they have to take some blood to do a quick hiv test. When the twins nod two girls remove their shorts and start rubbing the boys chests. Two boys come over with a syringe and while the girls keep them busy both boys slowly enter the needle in the cocks and slowly push the content of the syringe inside. “Now you can stay hard for the rest of the night” a girl says laughing. “Now to get some blood” the girl says. Two boys add a strap around the twins arms. The twins can’t see whats happing because the two girls are keeping them focus on something else. Instead of sliding a empty syringe in to pull blood a syringe with red liquid is slowly injected in the arm. Just before the strap is released the girls whisper in the twins ears “Your fucked!”. Before the boys realize whats happening the strap is released. Both start coughing as their bodies are taken over by an almighty high! They can vaguely see the girls leaving while saying “that there job is done!”. The four boys in the room pick up the boys and drag them into the shower to be cleaned out before bringing them to another room. The room is a bit darker and there are two slings in the middle. They put the twins in the sling and restrain the hands and feet. Then 3 guys enter the room. One of the guys is a tall muscular black guy. He begins to speak “Welcome to my house… To be clear: there’s no pussy fucking in my crib. EXCEPT boy pussy, YOUR PUSSY!”. The twins are to high to completely understand the situation. The big black dude continues “I already converted 16 boys like you that star on my exclusive pornsite and you two will become the big stars”. He gives a sign to one of the boys that presses a button on a keyboard. The guy concludes by saying “in 30 seconds we get broadcasted live to more than 7000 people worldwide that payed 5000 dollar to see you two straight boys get transformed into meth addicted sluts that begs us for our ‘special’ cum loads”. The big black guy drops his pants followed by the two guys (both latinos) behind him. Three massive cocks are revealed. The black cock is nearly 14inches and as thick as a wrist. The other two guys are with 11.2 inches a bit smaller. The four other boys in the room are also naked now and two of them carry a camera. Chapter 3 - Live conversion “WELCOME EVERYBODY THATS WATCHING! You are part of something special. Not just to boys, but brothers: Twin brothers!” says the black man. “The coming days you will see how we turn these two into our willing slaves. You can decide what we going to do with them. And for 50000 dollars you can join us here and for the right price i will sell them to you!” he concludes. The twins feel how a hose is stuffed in there ass. Then they feel a thick fluid filling their ass. Both latinos walk up to them and both jam two fingers up the twins asses. both scream. While the two guys work more fingers up their asses the thick fluid leaks out and is lubricating their hands. When they both have 4 fingers inside they pull them out leaving a gaping and leaking hole. “Shard” yells the black dude. The two boys place a large shard inside the open hole. Both guys place their big dicks against the hole. They lean forward and tell the boys to relax. The pressure is building on the sphincter. Sven begins to resist. “Yeah boy fight it. I love seeing your pain!” the latino guy says. The cock begins working his way inside. Sven starts to scream. The top grabs his throat and starts chocking. Sven has panic in his eyes and his body begins to shake. The top releases his throat and Sven gasps for are relaxing enough to let the dick completly disappear inside. Also Christian’s ass gives way and the big cock shoots forward deep inside. Christian screams in pain. But after few minutes the shards get absorbed by the body and the pain changes in to pleasure. Both tops see the boys changing and pull out completely leaving a open hole. Both boys feel relieved, but after a few seconds the feeling of emptiness kicks in. Both begin to move their asses around moaning. “If you want to get your ass filled… ask… no better yet! BEG!” says the black guy. Sven is the first to break and begins begging “Please.. i want it… give me please… i can’t take it!”. Following his brother Christian also start to beg. For both tops is this the moment they waited for and both ram their cocks deep inside and begin to piston fuck both boys asses. “Beg for their cum… Beg them to breed you… If you don’t they will stop fucking you!”. Both boys start to beg them to give them their load. The guy fucking Christian unties his hands and orders him to start pinching and twisting his nipples. Christian start to play with his nipples harder and harder. “I want you to beg me to covert your ass… to impregnate you with my devil cum!”. Christian now understands what he means. He wants to fight it but the feeling is bigger, he gives in and yells “Give me your devil seed and convert me… please!”. The top starts to roar and plants his dick deep inside before unloading a massive load deep in Christian. Christian get so turned on that his dick explodes with cum. One of the boys runs to him and start sucking on the still exploding dick swallowing it all. “Yes! you get it… Do you want us to spare your brother or let him experience to be a total slut” says the top. Christian knows that he wants never wants to be without his brother share and everything. So he says to his brother “I love you. i want to be with you forever as one”. Sven replies “i want that too”. Hearing that answer he starts to cry and yells “Breed my brothers ass. Spread your DNA. Let him become one with me!”. The tops starts pumping harder and faster. Christian is helped out of the sling and manoeuvred to the other sling. “SUCK YOUR BROTHERS COCK UNTIL HE UNLOADS IN YOUR MOUTH” yells the top. He starts sucking his brothers cock. This makes Sven tighten his muscles milking the big dick until it explodes deep in his ass. Shivers go up Sven spine forcing him to cum inside his brothers mouth. Christian start swallowing his brother’s cum. “I want to taste some too” says Sven. So with a mouth full of cum Christian moves over to Sven and start kissing him deep and intense while feeding him cum. NEXT CHAPTER IS CUMMING SOON!!!

PART 11 There I stood, naked from the waist down in only a T-shirt. My legs were still a little rubbery from balancing myself while the last guy had fucked me. And my dick was still rock hard. The adrenaline and endorphins kicking thru my 18 year old body, combined with the raunch of where I was with all this porn and the smell of cum all around me, knowing guys are getting off in the booths around me, was almost too much to take. My senses had long since gone to overload. It was like being starving and then getting to eat at the best buffet you could imagine. And even though my legs felt like jelly and my hole was already a little sore, I couldn’t shut it off, that feeling of needing cock and cum. And now here I was, with multiple loads already in me, standing naked in front of a total stranger. Thru the glare off the screen I could get a decent look at him as we sized each other up. He was definitely in his 40’s and tall, really tall. And very thin. He was mostly balding and had his hair cropped very short, which combined with his mustache just made him extra hot to me. This time it was me thst closed the distance as I reached out and stroked his cock thru his pants. “Still hungry?” He whispered. Without a word he tugged my shirt off and then he slipped his shirt off and his pants. We were both totally nude in the booth. And now seeing him naked, I just wanted him more. He had to be st least 6 4” and something about how thin he was just made him sexier. And then there was his cock. It was gorgeous. He was more than half hard already and I could see a perfect cut cock, at least 8 inches with a nice prounounced head and just the slightest upward arch along the thick shaft. And his massive balls hung low as they sagged below. I began to slide to my knees but he stopped me. “Turn around boy. Bend over and show me that ass,” he whispered in my ear as he spun me around. I put my knees up against the bench and spread myself wide for him. I could sense as he slid down on his knees, putting his face level with my ass. “Fuck yeah” he whispered, “look at that hole. All that cum. Fucking hot boy.” I responded by trying to spread even wider and pushing my ass out. I felt him gripping my ass cheeks and then his beard as it brushed my ass cheek. And then he was rimming my hole, even more than that, he was devouring it. I bucked uncontrollably as he held me in place. I am sure I made noise as I gasped and sighed as my body shuddered while he made love to my hole with his mouth. The way he teased and licked and literally fucked my hole with his tongue was almost beyond what I could take. It felt so good, and with my hands holding me up, my hard cock just swayed in the air leaking precum as I ground my ass back. Then he was up and I could feel him as he bent over me. I felt his hot breath against my neck as he spoke to me. “How old are you boy?” I whispered my age back. “18 and in an adult book store getting fucked. And taking loads. You horny little fucker.” “It’s my first time here. I just... I really like getting fucked and the guys didn’t want to use condoms so I...” i drifted off, unsure what to say. The whole time I could feel his cock resting in my ass crack, driving me crazy. “I don’t like condoms either.” He whispered as he breathed hot and heavy in my ear. “That’s ok. I don’t... I don’t like them either. You can cum in me.” I whispered urgently, my need for cock overpowering me. “Yeah. You fucking like having a guy cum in you don’t you? I have a huge load for you. Do you want it? Do you want me to cum in you?” He asked as he grinded against my hole. “Yeah. I fucking want it please. You can cum in me please.” I practically begged. And now his hand was down there and I felt the pressure of that hard cock as it forced my hole open. “Yeah open up for me. Open up that hole.” He whispered as he drove his cock into me. I concentrated on relaxing my hole as he worked it open. With all the cum me cocks I had already taken, it wasn’t long before my hole blossomed for him and he began to fuck me harder. Leaning over me again he whispered “what’s your boy?” I managed to whimper out my name. “Chris, you have such a hot right hole. I want to fuck it again. I’m gonna leave you my number to call me when you need more cum. Do you want my cum? Want me to cum inside you Chris?” “Please. Please cum inside me. I want it. I want it so badly.” I did beg this time. “It’s such a big load Chris. My balls make so much cum. I want to flood you so bad. Is it ok that I have hiv?” He whispered in my ear. An electric jolt went thru me. I had a an hiv oositive cock inside me. A really big cock that was hitting me so deep and felt so good. And that breath against my neck and in my ear and the feel of his hands pulling my hips back to meet his body. My body made the decision for me. “It’s ok.” I whispered so quietly I wasn’t sure he heard me. Then he kissed my neck. “I’m gonna give you my load in a few seconds Chris. And I’ll be in you forever. You want that fucking cum Chris? Want me to shoot my load inside you?” He said thru clenched teeth. “Please! I want it I want it I want your cum.” And I did. I was pushing back bf when he gripped my hips extra tight I pushed back hard to make sure that cock was as deep in my guts as it could be when the first jets of cum pulsed out of the head. “Fuck yeah, take it chris. Take that fucking load.” He grunted as he bucked and jabbed his cock deeper with each throb of his cock. I clenched and pulled at his cock with my hole, trying to milk every drop out. As his orgasm subsided and he came down, he slowly slid out of me. We were both silent as we dressed. Then he handed me a piece of paper. “That’s my number Chris . My place is only a few minutes away. When that hole needs more cum, you call me, ok?” Taking the paper I nodded. Looking closely at me, es asked quietly, “are you ok with that poz cum inside you right now Chris? No regrets?” I was nervous as hell but I wasn’t regretting it. “No...I... i liked it.” He smiled and ruffled my hair. “Don’t make me wait for that hole. I want it again. Soon! And call anytime. No matter what time it is, when you want my special cum, you just call Rich” And then the door was open and he was out and the door closed again. I wasn’t sure my legs would work to get me to the parking lot. Finally, I took a deep breath and opened the door and walked out. As I wobbled out, the clerk looked at me and winked. I had been there over an hour and had taken four loads. And Ted.... he had told me he had hiv and I still couldn’t stop. And now I had his number. He was so hot. Safe in my car, the reality hit me and I got the shakes a little. I was 18 and had just had unprotected sex it’s four guys and one for sure has hiv. And Ted was so hot and his cock as perfect. And when he can his cock throbbed so hard it felt like it must be pumping jets of cum. And he told me to call anytime. Like he knows I can’t resist him. All of this rushed thru my head. And I knew even then, I was gonna call ted. It was just a matter of how long i could hold out. And the bookstore, oh I was going to be there a lot.