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I got to know Matthew several years ago when I was up in Scotland for a friend's birthday lunch. A group of us met in a restaurant in the centre of Glasgow and I was sitting next to Matthew who was a dark haired nerdy looking guy with glasses in his late 20s. I got on very well with Matthew - he was good company and I thought he was really good looking in a nerdy kind of way (that's a look I really go for) and I also couldn't help noticing that he had a really fit arse, which really filled out his smart trousers. Matthew's partner was working and was not able to be at the meal and Matthew and I found we had a lot in common. After a few drinks, our conversation became more like flirting and, when the party broke up, Matthew came back to my hotel with me. Almost as soon as we got into my room, my pants were down and my cock was in Matthew's mouth. He sucked me really well and then we changed places and I began to suck his cock. We sucked each other for a while and then he knelt up on the bed and I pulled his cheeks apart and pushed my tongue right up his fit, hairy arse. We kissed, sucked and rimmed each other until I came in his mouth and then he came in mine. Matthew had told me that he had never fucked with anyone other than his partner, and they had only gone bareback after they had been together for a while and had both been tested. I told him I totally respected that, much as I would have loved to fuck him! Matthew and I became friends and when I was up in Scotland and his partner was working, we would meet for lunch and then go back to my hotel room for some fun. One time after we had sucked each other off we were lying in bed together and Matthew asked me if I ever fucked without a condom. I admitted I did and he asked me to tell him a bit about what I had done. I told him about a few of the times I had fucked and been fucked bareback and his cock got hard again. I took it in my mouth and began to suck it and before long he shot a second load into my mouth. Matthew and I would catch up by phone while his partner was at work and sometimes our conversation turned to sex and Matthew would tell me how his boyfriend had fucked him and I would share some of my experiences with him. He especially liked hearing about my bareback experiences and once admitted to me that he sometimes had a wank after he had spoken to me as he thought about some of the things I had told him. One time we were talking about sex and I was telling Matthew about an experience I had in Berlin when I had three Afghan guys in my hotel room and they all took turns fucking me bareback. One of the guys was in his late 30s, one in his 20s and the younger lad was about 18 or 19. I had told Matthew how they all presented their big, thick cocks and I sucked them one after the other and how the older guy had bent over and told me to lick his hairy arse. Matthew was breathing heavily as I described how they took turns on my arse and how each of them squirted a load up me, with the older guy adding a second load before they all left. I could hear unmistakeable sounds coming from Matthew's end of the phone and I asked him "Are you doing what I think you're doing?" "Yes!" he gasped "Have you got your pants down?" "Yes," moaned Matthew, "I'm having a wank! Tell me more!" I told him how the youngest guy had discreetly slipped me his number and had come to my hotel when I contacted him the following day because he wanted me to fuck him but didn't want to do it in front of the other guys. I told Matthew all about how the young lad had sucked my cock and how I had licked his hairy arse and then pushed my cock up him, and how he had one of the tightest arses I had ever fucked. As I described how I had fucked him and then squirted my load up his arse, Matthew groaned, "Oh God, I'm cumming, I'm cumming!" It was all very horny, and a couple of months later Matthew told me he was coming down to London for a work related course and asked if he could stay with me for a couple of nights. Of course I said yes, and the night he arrived we had a meal together and then sucked each other off before sleeping together. On the Friday morning he went off to his course and we arranged to meet in central London when his course was finished. Matthew had asked me a few times about the Vault, a cruising bar in central London I quite often visited and had asked me about it again the previous night. I asked him if he wanted me to take him there after his course on the Friday and he hesitated. I could tell he really wanted to go but was nervous and I said he could let me know the next day. If he decided not to go to the Vault we could just go for something to eat and Matthew said he was happy with that. I wondered what he would do and I was not really surprised when he called me in the afternoon and said he wanted to visit the Vault. We met in the centre of London and made our way to the bar and a little later we had checked in our bags and got a drink. I could see that Matthew was nervous but also that he was really excited and after we had our first drink, we set off to explore the bar. When we entered the room with the barrels, the first thing we saw was a fit, slim young lad in work boots and work trousers that were splashed with plaster and paint. He was bent over being fucked by an older guy in a smart shirt and trousers and Matthew watched wide-eyed as they fucked. "Fuck!" he breathed, "Do you think he's wearing a condom?" I said I had no idea but thought it quite likely that he wasn't. We watched them fuck until the smartly dressed guy thrust his cock up the builder lad's arse and held it there and when he finished unloading up the builder lad's arse and pulled out I saw the excitement in Matthew's eyes as he saw the suited guy had not been wearing a condom. Matthew had told me that one of his fantasies was to get some anonymous action at the gloryholes and so we made our way to the gloryhole cabins. Matthew had asked me if I would go with him and of course I said yes. I had thought that he just meant to accompany him as far as the cabins but when after a while one of the end cubicles became vacant, Matthew went in and motioned to me to follow him and soon we were in the cubicle together. The next cubicle was also now empty but a short time later someone entered it and shut the door. I waited a moment and then bent down and looked through the hole. The guy in the next cabin was a good looking young guy with long hair tied back in a ponytail, who looked like a student and had been standing next to us outside the cabins. As I looked through the hole, he grinned at me and moved his mouth towards the hole. I wasted no time in pulling my trousers and pants down and pushing my now hard cock through the hole into the guy's sucking mouth. I heard Matthew muttering "Oh fuck!" as he watched me getting my cock sucked. The student guy sucked me really well and after a while I pulled my cock out his mouth and motioned to Matthew to take my place. He hesitated, but only for a moment and then he unzipped his smart work trousers and pulled them down along with his pants and pushed his cock through the hole. I watched Matthew getting sucked for a while and then I guessed he was getting too close, as he pulled his cock back through the hole and I took his place again. The student guy sucked me for a while and then stopped. I was expecting him to push his cock through the hole but instead he turned round and pushed his arse against the hole. I felt his arse and he found his hole was already lubed, so I moved forward, stroked my cock a few times and then pushed it slowly right up his arse and began to fuck him. "Oh God!" breathed Matthew, "I can't believe he's letting you do that!" I enjoyed every minute of fucking the student guy and before long I was getting really close and after another ten or twelve thrusts I shot my load right up the student guy's arse. When I had finished cumming, I pulled out and motioned to Matthew to take my place. He shook his head but I wanked his cock a few times and then pulled it towards the hole. Matthew hesitated, "I can't," he muttered, "I really can't - I'm not on Prep or anything" Matthew hesitated for another moment, and then he moved forward and pushed his cock through the hole, closed his eyes, and began to fuck. I was really turned on watching Matthew fuck bareback and soon I had my hand on his arse as he fucked the student lad. I could see that Matthew was getting close now and a few moments later he closed his eyes and pushed hard up the guy's arse. When Matthew had finished and pulled out, the student guy pulled up his pants and left the cubicle. Nothing happened for a few minutes and then someone came into the next cubicle and shut the door. Matthew and I looked at each other as a few seconds later, a big, thick, black cock came through the hole. Matthew had once told me that he had never been with a black guy so I was not surprised when he bent over and took the cock into his mouth. I began to play with Matthew's arse again and this time I rubbed some lube into his hole and pushed my finger up his hole as he sucked the black guy. It was all very horny, but I was not expecting what happened next. Matthew stood up, turned round, took hold of the guy's cock and backed his arse onto it! He groaned as the guy began to fuck him and then he bent forward, a look of both agony and ecstasy on his face as the guy began to really fuck him. Matthew bent further forward and I had a great view of the black guy's big bare cock thrusting up Matthew's arse. Matthew was being fucked really hard now and judging by the sounds coming from the next cubicle, the black guy was cumming heavily up his unprotected arse. After a minute or two, the fucking started again, and it was only when Matthew bent forward again that I realised he was now being fucked by a second guy - a white guy with a nice long, thick cock. Matthew was moaning and playing with himself as the second guy fucked him and then noisily added his load to the black guy's. I was certainly seeing a side of Matthew I never thought I would see - even more so when he pulled off the cock that had just fucked him and bent over the little shelf at the back of the cubicle - pushing his arse up and looking over his shoulder. I didn't waste any time - I was up Matthew in a few seconds and I enjoyed every minute of fucking his fit, hairy arse - especially as I knew that before today he had only ever been fucked by his boyfriend. I fucked him hard and fast and before long I squirted what felt like a massive load up Matthew's arse. When we left the Vault, we went for a meal and then we went back home. Almost as soon as he was in the door, Matthew's pants were down and he was bent over as I fucked him again and pumped another load up him. We showered and then slept together. The next morning Matthew was a bit quiet and he barely said anything as I drove him to the station. I hoped he wasn't regretting what he had done the day before. I wondered very much if his raunchy bareback experiences would be a one off and if he would go back to being faithful and playing safe. He didn't!

Cody ‘Hiv positive.’ Cody read. Who the hell did I stick my dick in with hiv? He asked himself silently while ignoring his doctor. Cody was 6 months away from his twenty first birthday, a typical 5ft 5 in, in shape, with light brown shaggy hair, and blindlingy bright blue eyes. Cody started to think about it, he had been a man whore since getting his own place, and then there was all the anonymous park sex. His sex life was over. He sighed to himself. He took his lecture from his doctor and went to the pharmacy to get his meds, and went home.two to three months with no unprotected sex , He took his meds then went to his room. He meant to type poz in the browser search bar but typed it into into a porn search accidently. “What is this?” He asked tapping on a video, titled , pozzing a twink. It was a video a a man in his late thirties with a biohazard tattoo fucking a twink, with the twink begging for a poz load. Cody adjusted him self, sub concioounsly, hearing this twink beg for poz cum was hot in ways cody never thought of before. He watched as the top ‘pozzed’ the bottom, filling him with ’toxic’ cum. He almost came to that video, but got on sniffises instead. He posted an ad, ‘ poz top twink for neg.’ and went back to his videos. He forgot about his ad getting lost in a couple of longer videos, when he came back he had a couple of messages. Two from bots, and one from a profile name subdaddy. Codys cock throbbed, he loved daddies. he opened the five minute old message. Cody loved to be in the ass of an daddy, he needed to try pozzing one. It was a standard wats up message, cody answered back not much As it turned out daddy was looking for a poz load, and Cody volunteered his for daddy. Cody drove to daddy’s hotel room. The door was propped open, so he entered the room, it was lit, and daddy was laying on the bed naked, ass up stomach down. Cody was rock hard, his nine inch cock, dripping precum. He set his phone on his mini tripod on a chair close to the bed dropped his shorts, and ate daddy out. Daddy moananed as he drove his toung deep into daddys thigh pink clean hole. Cody had watched an hour of pozzing porn, and knew exactly what he wanted to do. He knew that a lubless spit fuck, would increase the odds of infection. So would fucking his cum into this bitch as daddy, and so would cuming twice luckly he could do both. Aftwer daddy was thoughly wet he crawled on top of daddy, guided His hot poz cock into daddies hole, laying down on daddy. “Oh fuck daddy your so tight.” He groaned. “Your so big!” Daddy moanded. Once inside daddy he thrust all the way in hard, ensuring daddy was fertile, daddy crid out. “Take it you nasty pig.” Cody grunted, pulling out and sliding back in not quite as hard, he had to make sure daddy was fertile. Codys rock hard large poz cock felt so good in the tight little daddy hole, he started to fuck in to a rhythm., and he took daddies hands from his sides and slide them above his head and pinned them there with one arm. Cody wasnt going to let this man go, not until he was leaking with his poz cum. Cody had never been so driven to cum in a partner before, it was hot. He had barely just begun but he was already so close to shooting his load Deep in the ass of daddy. So close to making daddy his little bitch. “Fucking poz me.” Daddy moaned. With that Coddy couldn’t control himself, the virus deep inside him had to get out and his cock started to throbb, on a thrust out, and by the time he was thrusting in he was shooting his first rope of toxic cum pushing it in deep to daddies guts. Relaeasing not only thousands of sperm but tens of shounsdas of hiv viurses “Fucking take that poz load you fucking whore.” He grunted letting his cock throb deep in daddies guts, un able to control his primal instinct of slIding out ever so slightly, letting his cock pulse and then pushing in, repeating for each rope of thick cum he shot. Daddy moaned with each rope, as his ass got filled with toxic cum. Cody embarrsed for cumming so quickly, started to fuck his load hard in and out of daddy, at first he gorand out because he was so sensitive, but he had to make sure th at daddy, didn’t get out of this bed, a negative man. It wasny long before daddies ass was leaking cum, and making quifing noises, it wasn’t too much longer before, cody, fucked another load into daddy, this time not stoping.. Cody wanted daddy to feel the moment he was converented, to fucking remember that a twenty year old gave him hiv. Now he wanted to fucking give that virus every chance to stick around in daddy, so he just fucked his load in. “Fucking take another one of my poz loads!” He grunted giving daddy a second poz lod. He didntt stop. Hhe increased his rythmy to just below breeding speed, and leaned down into daddies ear and wshipred. “I fucking poozzed a man almost twice my age, you nasty little cumdump.” Sweat started to roll down his fore head, and he started to smell his own secent, as sweat started to cover his whole body. “I just pozzed you hard, and soon I’m going to walk out of this room, and leave you here a nasty fuck…ing.” Cody started to slow down, the climax of his third orgasam was always so strong. His cock throbbed, and his body spasamed and he thurst hard invonetarly into daddy, and pumped a nother thick 4 rope load of cum. Cody got up , grabbed his phone, showed all three of his poz loads, ozzing out, pink. He smirked and pushed some of his cum back in daddy, scratching daddies hole with his nail, and left with out saying a word.

Part 13 As I’m driving home, I’m thinking, this is pretty cool as it’s been a while since I had someone waiting at home for me. Even better when it’s a super-charged toxic top who has hyperspermia and an insatiable sex drive. Hoping for another massive load, my cock is hard and leaking precum as I pull in the garage. Entering the house, the place is dark and quiet. Glancing outside, I see Tom laying by the pool in a speedo that does little to cover his massive 10” cock. I find myself grinning as I open the door to greet this well-built tatted stud. Tom rises to greet me, pulls me into a kiss and whispers to me, why don’t I go get showered and clean up while he pours us a drink and orders dinner. Seeing my grin drop, he’s says, oh don’t worry bud, I’ll be filling your belly in multiple ways this evening. I quickly cleaned out, showered, and joined Tom outside where he handed my favorite scotch. Quickly downing the drink, I turn to Tom and say I’d much prefer a drink from his tap. I drop to my knees, pull his suit down and open my lips taking his cock head in my mouth. He looks at me and says, you must be thirsty dude. Pulling slightly back, I tell him I’m parched. He grabs the back of my head and tells me to open my mouth. He grunts and let loose a torrent of piss into my mouth. I’m greedily gulping his golden flow as he fills my mouth to capacity and the overflow runs down my chin. I’m so fucking love his hose filling me with his piss, savoring the sweet, slightly salty stream. Evidently Tom’s been holding back as his spray overwhelms me causing him to pull out, drenching my face and chest. As his flow slows, I take him back in my mouth, sucking every drop I can pull from his cock. He pulls his cock out of my mouth, grabs my face telling me to keep my fucking mouth open. He starts squeezing his lips, pulling in his spit gathering more from his throat. Slowly, a long line of drool drips from his lips into my mouth. He hawks up a load of snot and spits repeatedly onto my face adding his phlem to my piss covered face. Tom bends down lapping up the mixture and feeds it to me. He gathers all the liquid he can with his fingers and shoves his hand in my mouth to clean off. As I’m sucking his fingers clean, the doorbell rings. Tom commands me to stay put as he pulls his suit up, and goes to answer the door. I hear him talking and then see this guy following Tom through the house back outside to the pool. Dropping a bag on the table, Tom looks at me and introduces me to Craig the delivery guy. Tom says, Craig is a friend of his and works at his favorite Italian restaurant. It’s Craig’s last delivery from the day shift and he’s always a fun time if I’d like him to stay. Well from what I can see Craig is hot as fuck. Around 6’, lean but fit with a chiseled chin and dark neatly cropped hair. He’s got a killer smile and dark brown eyes that captivate you attention. Craig looks at me and laughs, commenting that it looks like Tom has met another dude that can’t resist him. I tell Craig what a nice looking dude he is and tell him to stay and get comfortable. Without hesitation Craig steps out of his flipflops, pulls his shirt over his head and drops his shorts. Damn he’s hot. As I thought, a lean build, a moderately hairy chest and a decent cock. While his dick isn’t huge, he’s got a hefty girth and a nice bulbous cock head that is made for suckling. He steps over to me and I open my mouth to take in his cock. Tom tells Craig to hold on, and that I’m parched and particular to warm amber liquids. Without hesitation Craig smiles, concentrates on his dick, aims at my open mouth, squirts a bit of piss on my chin then relaxes as his cock starts delivering another solid stream of urine into my open jowl. His piss is slightly bitter but a refined balanced almost wine like that soon fills my mouth. I swallow as fast as I can enjoying every drop, determined to not waste any. As his stream slows he pulls my head into his crotch and I soon have Criag hard. I start concentrating on his head, licking his slit and swirling my tongue around the ridge of his cock head. He leaks a bit of pre-cum and it is a sweet as any I’ve had. Tom clears his throat and says, that’s enough as he pulls me up and tells Craig to head over to the sofa. Putting an arm around me Tom says that Craig’s pretty versatile but he’s got an ass that is really amazing. As we approach the couch, Craig spreads his legs apart, grabs behind his knees and pulls back. Fuck, this guy has the perfect ass. He’s got a just the right amount of hair on his ass and legs to be an otter. His taint protrudes up in a rounded bulb and then spreads into one of the most incredible holes I’ve seen. It’s a dark brown color with a long slit that is defined but is no stranger to cock for sure. Immediately I dived in and start lapping his hole. Craig ass has an intense musk from a long days work and I’m devouring his scent. I pull his cheeks further apart as my tongue laps from his taint, around his lips and slowly opens his hole. I pull my face into him, inhaling his scent, owning his aroma. I wet him enough I know I’ll be tasting his ass for hours. My tongue curls and probes inside him, finding the protrusion where his ass lips meet his tunnel. I lick deep, nibble on the tissue as I’m spreading him open. I’m a starved animal as I lick and suck his hole, opening him to bloom open. I can’t get enough and as my tongue delves deeper. I taste the distinct trace of cum mixed with ass juice. My tongue digs deeper, savoring the find. I pull back, lick my fingers and insert two into his ass. Opening him wider, I’m rewarded with cum covering my fingers. I scoop out a dollop, as Craig says, “oops, I guess you can tell I’ve taken a couple loads this afternoon.” I’m as hard as a rock savoring the flavors of ass juice and cum. I’m leaking profusely and Craig tells me he’d love my load added to his ass. I look at him, telling I’m poz and likely have a high viral load. He just grins and says, “just like I like it; recharge me stud”. My cock slides right in and I quickly bottom out. Building a rhythm, I slide in and out. The previous load starts foaming around my shaft. I start pummeling his hole, fucking Craigs ass like a buck in heat. I’m riding him for all I’m worth. The sweat is running down my face when I feel my ass cheeks being spread. Glancing back I see Tom diving in with his tongue to wet my hole. I growl at him and say, “no-you are going to load Craigs hole”. Tom massaging my balls as I resume the rough fuck. I tense up just as Tom inserts a couple fingers and massages my prostate. My cock explodes deep in Craig’s ass joining the other loads in him. Spent I collapse with my still hard cock in his ass. Tom pulls me off, and using the cum stew from my froth covered cock, lubes his cock own cock. Craig knows the assault his ass has coming and begs for Tom to breed him. Tom slides right in, eliciting a loud groan from Craig as Tom’s full 10” inches impales his ass. Tom starts long dicking him and as his dick pulls out Craigs ass lips extrude and his hole gapes open. It isn’t long and Tom announces he is ready to drop his load. I quickly get my mouth and tongue positioned so I’m, licking Toms cock as he exits and enters Craigs ass. I know when Tom cums he’ll be gushing out cum from around his cock as his huge load will overwhelm Craig’s ass. Tom slams in deep, goes still and roars and his balls start contracting. Tom easily pumps at least 15 cum projectiles into Craig’s hole. Sure enough the cum is spilling out everywhere and I’m devouring the prodigious cum streaming from Craig’s ass. I’m further rewarded as Tom pulled out and I go down on Tom’s cock, cleaning the spouge from his hard rod. Craig’s hole stays gaped open and I see inside his red velvet purse. The lining is covered in a white frothy cum mixture. I’m so fucking turned on and need to be back inside him. I quickly grab my cock and re-entered Craig’s open gash. I want to cum but my bladder overrides my desire and scream, fuck, I need to pee. Craig clamps his legs around me, and demands I stay still put and add my piss to his hole. This is something new to me and not sure but I obeyed, willing myself to relax. I feel my piss start to flow even through my hard cock. I start fucking him as my brain shifts. I again start pounding him, sweat dripping from my face on to his. I pull in for a kiss and deep throat him with my tongue. I develop a steady rhythm, my balls contract and I deliver another load to the cocktail churning in Craig’s ass. As I start to pull out Tom slides his hand along my cock and, quickly inserts his thumb in Craigs hole. Tom tells Craig to clamp down and not allow that load to spill out. Craig struggles to accomplish his objective, takes deep breaths, working to relax and prevent his hole from spasming it’s contents. After a few minutes, Tom pulls his thumb slowly out of Craig’s ass thinking the danger has passed. Craig sucks in, determined to hold his treasure within. I lay back exhausted. Slowly Craig gets up and states we were his 4th and 5th loads of the afternoon and with the addition of my piss he can’t believe how fully he feels. Rubbing his distended belly Craig sighs with contentment of a day well bred. As I look up, I told Craig Tom had promised me the full belly but feel jealous he’s the one topped up. Craig looks at me, and get’s a shit ass evil grin on his face. Craig then straddles me and goes into a squat. Looking up I see his puckered ass lips inches from my face. I open my mouth and Craig begins squirting juice from his ass on my face. His stream finds my mouth and I begin attempting to devour the toxic stew. Utterly failing as jets of piss, cum and ass juice hit my mouth. I’m swallowing what I can but am quickly overwhelmed as Craig squeezes load after load from his ass. What I can’t swallow covers my face, hair and neck. As the flood subsides, Craig squats lower and demands I lick him clean. I savor and lick his ass clean. Craig stands, says that was fun, but he needs to head out. He’s got a guy who wants Craig’s poz load up the guy’s negative ass. He figures he should have a rather successful breeding session. Craig figures given his own poz strain, and the dna coursing through him from the last 5 hours and 5 guys, he’s bound to knock the dude up. Tom laughs and gives Craig a hug goodbye, wishes him success. Tom then turns to me smiling, saying “I promised you a full belly; now go clean off and then we can have a nice Italian dinner”. He helps me up then shows Craig to the door. I staggered into the shower, amazed with what just happened. I have a feeling if I ask, Tom will be happy to take me further down my path of debauchery.

Chapter 2 "Ummm, what did you say?" "You heard me, chaser boy." He had a wicked grin on his face as he grabbed my crotch and gave it a hard squeeze. I was rock hard. "How, how, umm how do you know about that?" I stuttered. "You forget we live in the same city. I've seen your profile on all those nasty sites. I've messaged you a couple times and you even set up a meet but then you must have gotten cold feet because your profile suddenly disappeared or," he paused and started to frown, "did you block me, boy? That was very rude to leave me with blue balls." I gulpped. He was still right in front of me. His hand now on my right ass. "Ummm, but you were married. Why, why would you be on those sites," I stammered. He started chuckling . "Oh boy, your Aunt Lisa and I had an arrangement. She could fuck all the women she wanted and I could breed all the guys I wanted and everyone would stop nagging us about settling down." "But...but your straight." "Oh Chad, I assure you there is nothing straight about me." He nipped at my ear and squeezed my ass hard. I let out a small moan. "Yeah you like that don't you boy?" "Oh fuck!" "Shhhh, you don't want our parents to hear you now, do you? I knew you'd be a noisy one and we haven't even started the main event yet. I can tell I'm going to have to gag you." I was so fucked. "What... I mean, what was your screen name?" "Toxicpole," he whispered in my ear. His hand was now down the back of my shorts getting very close to my quivering hole. Fuck this was bad. I remembered that profile. Hot guy, hairy chest with a big cock and those tattoos. He didn't have a face pic, not that I would have recognized him anyway. We'd chatted for a couple of weeks. Him slowly wearing me down trying to letting him knock me up. I'd even agreed to meet up but then of course I shot my load, came to my senses and quickly blocked him. I know I'm dick. Getting pozzed was just a fantasy...right? "Imagine my surprise when I saw my little stepbrother on those nasty hookup sites looking for poz cum. I always figured you'd be a safe only bottom pussy, but actively looking for toxic tops to breed your sweet ass, that was a pleasant surprise. Made me very hard imagining my toxic dick breeding your fertile boy pussy. Then you had to go and ghost me." "No, no I don't want to be poz. It's just a fantasy. I know I shouldn't have lead you on. I'm really sorry." His finger was now circling my pucker and I was moaning even louder. "Those may be the words coming out of your mouth but your cock seems to disagree." I looked down and he was right. My little cock was rock hard. Not only was I hard but a nice size wet spot was already starting to form on my shorts. "Don't worry, we have all weekend for you to get better acquainted with my thick, toxic pole." Just then there was a knock on the door followed by mom sticking her head in the room. "You boys going to be okay in here?" Max had detached himself from my back and was sitting on the bed as if he hadn't just been just teasing my hole with his fingers. "We're great, just getting to know each other," Max said with a big grin on his face. "Oh good. I'm sorry about the bed. Are you sure you boys will be okay sharing?" "We'll be fine, right Chad?" He winked at me. The smug bastard actually winked. He was enjoying my discomfort way too much! "It's fine mom. Really it's okay." She looked relieved. "Oh good. Dinner will be ready in about 30 minutes." She smiled and closed the door. "Mmmm, 30 minutes, more than enough time to test out that pretty mouth of yours. He spread his legs wide and grabbed his crotch. I could see the head of his cock peeking out the leg of his shorts. Next thing I knew I had dropped down between his legs and was licking my lips. "Yeah I knew you wanted this, you're practically salivating like a pig in heat." "No, no I can't do this, it's wrong." I said while unbuttoning his shorts to free his cock. He started laughing. "You have no willpower boy. You know you need this and I promise this will just be the beginning. I'm going to make sure your fantasy becomes a reality. Now suck," he said placing his hand on the back of my head, guiding me to his leaking poz dick. I knew this was wrong. Every fiber of my being was telling me to run but I couldn't move. What the fuck was wrong with me! The minute my tongue touched the head of his cock and I tasted his precum I was as good as gone. I opened my mouth and started to work his dick like my life depended on it. I guess I should mention at this point that I love sucking cock. Can't get enough. I love getting the reward of a mouth full of delicious cum. "Fuck you look good between my legs." Mmmm, he moaned, "yeah you're a good little cock sucker aren't you." His moans made me suck even harder. I managed to get over half his dick down my throat when he pushed me off. I let out a whimper. I looked up and him, begging with my eyes. "Please Max, let me swallow your load. Please." "You have a very talented mouth, boy, but this first load isn't going anywhere but up that neg hole of yours. I haven't cum in seven days and I'm sure as hell not going to waste it down your throat." I whimpered, "please sir, I'm so horny. I need to taste your cum." "Damn boy! You need to learn who's in charge here. Now pull yourself together. I just heard your mom call us into dinner." He was right I had totally lost control of myself. He pulled me up and gave me a deep kiss. "Patience boy, I'll be taking your poz cherry soon enough." That's exactly what I was afraid of.

left the pub, drunk, fucked a man in the local cruising zone, as i dumped my load in him, i felt my cock bathed in another's load. i locked my cock in for a good minute, keeping him in place. when i pulled my cock out, the other load was all over my cock, my foreskin and running my down my nut sack. suely that load got in me via my cock. so does that count as me getting a load too? i got home and my cock stank of cum, so I think the other load definitley was in me. I hope it was.

I needed to fuck a freshly loaded hole so I got my buddy, Steve and Drew’s mate, Dwayne over this morning. I watched as first Steve pumped his load deep in Drew’s arse then Dwayne emptied his balls in Drew’s hole. I pressed my hard cock on Drew’s hole and pushed in. Fuck! A wave of our buddies’ hot sperm enveloped my cock and flowed over my balls. I mixed their seed and shot my own load inside Drew. My was dripping cum from his arse and never looked so fucking hot. I buried my face in his crack and ate him out.

I love fucking a cum-filled ass. I love to churn another man’s load inside the asshole I’m fucking. The ultimate fuck for me is to see a young man being fucked and watch as the man pumps his seed in deep. He pulls out and I go straight in when the previous dude’s sperm is still hot from his balls. Now that’s a fuck!

It’s 6pm, I have no plans, and I’m off for the next 3 days. In a good slut fashion, I message a dom top daddy that I’ve known for a while. He’s around mid 40s, and is as kinky as one could imagine. There’s something so hot about the way he blows clouds….whether it's the way he holds the pipe, letting me know that he’s a professional at blowing clouds or how quickly he turns into a beast as soon as the T enters his system. This is the same daddy that is mentioned in my first story “After 4 years I finally decided to be a TINA PIG AGAIN”. It’s 8pm and I arrive at his place. When I enter I take off my clothes and head to the room where he’s waiting for me with his big cloudy dick ready to be serviced. I’m wearing a black jock-strap which makes my ass look plump — with me I have a backpack that has all my essentials. It includes poppers, lube, pantyhose, fishnets, dildos, and much more. I begin to suck his big cock while he hits the pipe, I savor his cock slowly, inch by inch. I’m not just sucking his cock, I’m making love to it and he’s loving every second of it. I hop in the shower and prep myself. If I’m being honest, I wasn’t sure if I wanted to party, the thought of it was so hot, but for a brief second I was unsure. I come out of the shower and he’s sitting upwards with his cock rock hard and hitting the pipe. “Now it’s my turn to get spun” I say jokingly, but at this point, I’m unsure if I’m joking or not. He pulls out a tiny bag that is filled with shards of T and at this point, I know what’s going to happen. He hands me two small shards of T and I bend over and slide them deep inside my ass. The burning feeling is almost instantaneous, followed by the throbbing sensation of my hole. I’m on all fours with my chest low to the bed allowing gravity to work its magic and push the shards deeper in me. Within 20 min, my hands become sweaty and my feet and body begin to tingle. It’s hard to explain to those who’ve never had a booty bump or partied, what a strong and powerful feeling takes over your body. I could feel my hole loosening up and getting wet on its own. I can feel every inch of my body become aroused and stimulated. My mind begins to wander into lustfulness and I start to think about the kinkiest fantasies that have been buried in the back of my mind, waiting for this exact moment to reveal themselves. I hit the poppers and let the intense head-high take over and I focus on worshipping that big dick that lies in front of me. I’m instructed to just use my mouth and tongue and take my time caressing that cock with my mouth. I begin to tell him how amazing his cock is, how honored it feels to be pleasing him. The drug is working its magic and the craving of cock in my ass grows stronger. For a brief moment, I wonder how high I’d have to get fisted, but It’s not at the top of my list right now. I grab the luge and apply a generous amount on the tip of my fingers and slide them deep inside my hole. I glide my dildo in me, taking deep breaths to help me open up more and tada, it’s deep in me and fuck it feels amazing. There’s so many different feelings that I’m experiencing all at once: the obvious high of meth, the poppers making my body hot, and the dildo pressing against my G spot. As the night progresses, I feel more and more euphoric and I continue to make love to his dick. I will say, Tina makes me very jittery and makes me move around a lot. I’ll let you imagine what else happened as the night carried on, but fast forward it’s 2am and I have switched over from cocksucker to a masseur. He gets on his stomach and places a big pillow underneath him, allowing his ass to lift air. Fuck, he has such a nice fat ass and I burry my face in there and make love to his hole, it tastes delicious. We sniff poppers at the same time and both feel the amazing rush take over, I can see his body relaxing and sinking into the bed. After a while of eating his ass and sucking his cock from the back, he lays down flat and I begin to massage his body. First his feet, followed by his thighs, and then his upper body. Occasionally, I suck his cock while rubbing his body and I think that shows him that even though I have a slutty side, I am also tender and gentle. Despite him not breeding my throbbing hole, It felt good knowing that I was pleasuring his body by making love to every inch of him. It’s now 3:25 am and we are both still very high, but it’s time for me to go. He asks where I’m going next and I tell him I’m going to the bathhouse to see how many raw loads I can take. Before walking out the door, he hands me a small piece of toilet paper and inside are several shards of T, he tells me to be a good slut and get on all fours the entire night. I get to the bathhouse at 4:00am and it doesn’t look too busy. There’s a few cars parked outside so I know that there’s definitely some horny guys inside. Interesting enough, I’ve always enjoyed going to the bathhouse late at night. I feel that even though it’s not as crowded, there’s always some kinky guys waiting around the corner. I sit in my car for a minute and start thinking if I should be regretting all of this. I gotta stop doing this shit, I’m my own enemy My own downfall But I am also whore at heart, especially when I’m spun. After Tina enters my hole and nestles itself in there I enter into a cationic state of sheer excitement. Every part of my body tingles beyond control — like earth's tectonic plates do when they meet face to face. My hole is burning, but not in the way that hurts, at least not yet. More like a lustful, stimulated way. I begin the pendulum of choice Good vs. Bad - Right vs. Wrong. I once again ask myself if this is really what I want, if I want to surrender myself to meth and let guys see how nasty I can be. I can see a guy staring at me as he sits in his car next to me and I’m trying not to act weird, but when you just had shards of T up your ass…it's kinda hard. I look away, but I can still feel him staring at me. I hear the car door slam and through the corner of my eye, I see him walk up to my window. I’m so fucking high and it’s so obvious (maybe not) I look around to see if no one else is watching or if there’s no security and without hesitation, I open my door and bend over. “Fuck yea you dirty slut I can tell you’re spun asf, I saw your ad on sniffies” he says. I remember that before leaving my friend's house, I posted an ad on sniffies saying I was spun and would be at the bathhouse taking raw loads. He pounds my loose hole for about 10 min in the parking lot, slapping my ass and calling me a good high slut. The thrill of getting caught is so hot, I could care less; however, he says we should go inside. We go inside and I pay for a room so that way if someone wants privacy we can use my room. I go into my room and place my belongings inside the locker and then head to the showers. As I’m rinsing off, I see several guys pass by and look at me…maybe they know I’m high and know I’ll offer my hole to anyone. After the shower, I dry off and put on my jockstrap and head to my room to grab my poppers and lube. I’m so horny oh my god, I can’t control the thoughts of getting my hole destroyed. I grab my stuff and walk to the back of the bathhouse which is a big open area for communal play. I lube my hole up and sniff some poppers and I get on all fours. Within minutes, I can feel a big dick entering my hole “fuck yea, breee me please” I beg and he pounds away. I see another guy standing behind him awaiting his turn to pound my sleazy hole, then another guy and another. There’s maybe about 10 dudes around me watching in awe as I take dick after dick, waiting patiently to churn my sloppy hole. I don’t care who’s fucking me, I don’t even bother looking back, I just know that I want my hole wrecked by every guy in here. It’s now around 7am and I’ve been getting fucked non-stop, cock after cock have entered my hole. Some guys have pounded me slow and steady, while others have used me like a rag. I have gotten fucked inside my room, in the theater room, the sauna, the glory-hole, I’ve offered my cummy methed up hole to anyone. I rinse off again and join a group of guys in the hot tub, i'm almost positive that they’ve each fucked me and know I’m a spun slut. It’s so awkward because I can literally feel them staring at me and I try not to make eye contact. However, the urge for cock grows more and more. I get out of the hot tub and dry myself — putting on my jockstrap slowly so they can see my ass. I walk away and take a glance at them and walk into another dark room that’s adjacent to the hot tub. There’s an older man in there with a 8 inch cock, I know he parties because he looks spun like I do. I hit the poppers real deep and get on all fours and begin to worship his cock. I hear the water splashing and footsteps approaching, and I know my hole is about to be wrecked once again. There’s nothing on my mind but worshipping the big cock that’s in front of me and making sure my back is arched as much as possible, providing easy access for any raw dick. It's now around 3pm, I’ve been here for almost 11 hours and I’m still not ready to go. I have accepted that I’m a Tina loving whore and that my purpose is to get spun and offer my hole to anyone. I head to the showers to rinse off again, then to my room where I grab the shards of T and put another 2 pieces deep in my hole. I’ll let you imagine what happened after that. I hope you enjoyed reading this story about another real and epic experience of me transforming into a slutty party whore.

A sexless world is a toxic and unhappy world. Any doubts? Look no further than the American Bible Belt where males are raised to be ashamed of their genitals and guilty about their libido. Being told a natural biological drive is sinful and wrong makes the male hate himself and see himself as a failure every time he gives in and indulges in masturbation or worse, sex with another person outside of marriage. This repeated reinforcement about sex and sexuality damages the male psyche deeply. You can see how this manifests in the number of people who need alcohol or drugs to "let their guard down," "lose their inhibitions," or "be themselves." It's even worse in the gay world where guys are coping with the religious and social programming about sex and then have the religious and social programming about homo-sex piled on top. It's no accident that the drug and alcohol use is so much higher and you can trace it back to this toxic view of sex created by Western religious dogma. I give a whole academic seminar on this called The power and Philosophy of Promiscuous Living which i have presented at CLAW (and will again this year) and at Wipburn. I'm always looking for new places to present as well so guys can hear the Gospel of Lust and know it's OK to be the sexual animals we are. I am a lifelong promiscuous male and proud of it. I a m blessed to have a husband who encourages and enables my promiscuity as I do his and we have a jealousy free household so our relationship can actually thrive and grow since there is no concept of "cheating" in it

[DO NOT do this at home. It's rape, it's illegal, it's wrong...] Douglas was a walking, talking wet dream. He was 5-11, 160, had short brown hair, and the sexiest brown eyes you've ever seen. He was all toned muscle. No fat on that boy. His shoulders, chest, and abs were the envy of many dudes. He had been on the basketball, swimming, and wrestling teams all four years in high school, and had lettered in all three. He was every girl's dream date and more than one guy's fuck dream. Doug had no idea how sexy he was. He was completely naïve and oblivious. He had dated only a few girls and never had a serious relationship. He rarely went to parties, and, except for the communion wine, avoided alcohol. His Dad was the pastor of a large nondenominational church in Albuquerque; and ever since he could remember, Doug had wanted to follow him into the ministry. He was 19, and had just finished his freshman year at Liberty University, a Christian college in Virginia. On the long trek back to New Mexico, just this side of Amarillo, his Explorer started acting up. He pulled off the highway onto a deserted service road. Poor Doug had one other deficiency—he knew nothing about cars. He was staring vacuously at the steaming engine when a van pulled along side. Horny Chris stared at the Boy for a few moments. Doug was wearing a white tee and tight, faded Levis that highlighted his perfect Bubble Butt. Chris saw the bumper sticker: Liberty University. 'Mmmmmm. Oh my God! A good Christian boy!' Chris was somewhat of a Twink himself. He was 24, and about Doug's height and build, but had blonde hair. Oh, yeah, and Chris was opportunistic, unscrupulous, Gay and POZ. He'd been infected during a night of wild whoring at the Midtown Spa in Dallas, and felt duty bound to induct whomever into the Gay STD Hall of Shame. And he had a special weakness for pretty, young, religious boys like Doug. He glanced in the back of the Explorer and saw that it was filled with luggage. Looked like the Kid was headed home for the summer. "Car trouble?" Chris inquired. "Yeah," Doug acknowledged. "It's stallin' out and overheatin'. I tried to call the Triple-A, but my cell phone doesn't work out here." "Mind if I take a look?" "Sure," Doug said. "Help yourself." "Name's Chris," the newcomer introduced himself. "I'm Doug. Glad to meet you." Chris gave the engine a once-over. "Looks like your radiator fluid's low. It's overheated. You need to let her cool down a bit—then fill her up. I've got some water in the van." "Good," said Doug, reaching for the radiator cap. "No!" cried Chris, pulling Doug's arm back. "You could burn yourself! Give it time to cool down." Doug nodded, wiping the sweat from his brow. "Thanks, but I don't want to inconvenience you." "I'm sure you'd do the same for me." A broad grin crossed Dougie's face. "So, you go to Liberty University?" "Yeah, you heard of it?" "My cousin went there a few years ago." The so-called cousin had flunked out. "I'm studying to be a minister. My dad has a church in Albuquerque." Doug was clearly excited about his calling, while Chris's mind was already in the gutter. "Wanna join me in the van while we're waitin? Cooler in there." "Love to!" the Boy agreed. Chris smiled at the Kid's enthusiasm and wondered if the Punk would still "love to" later on. He rummaged in the back and returned with a couple open Cokes. "Thanks," Doug said, gulping down the brew. "Oh man, that tastes good. I didn't realize how thirsty I was." He took one swig and then another. Within a minute the soft drink was gone. "Whoa!" Doug exclaimed. "I think I got too much sun out there. My head is spinning." "You all right?" Chris sounded concerned. "Wanna lie back? The seat reclines." "Yeah, thanks." Doug pressed a button that eased back the seat. His eyes were drooping, and his speech was slurred. He had no clue that Chris had spiked his Coke with GHB. "Hey man, you okay?" Chris sounded far away. Doug's head was swimming. He felt dizzy. His eyes were heavy, and he had no inclination to reply. "Here, let me help you into the back so you can lie down," Chris offered, dragging the drugged young man out of his seat. Overtaxed from all the dead weight, Chris positioned the insensate Youth on an air mattress with pillows to prop him up. He busied himself setting up a video cam while Douglas flaked in cuckoo land. With preparations well in hand, Chris turned to court the oblivious Young Man. He unzipped his fly and hauled out his 8 inches. "Hey, buddy, wanna protein shake?" He ran his Dick back and forth across Doug's handsome face and over his lips, leaving a trail of Precum glistening on his new Boyfriend’s face. "Nnnnnn... " Doug moaned, barely cognizant of what was up. Chris slipped his index finger in the Young Man’s mouth, prying his jaw open, and slid his fat, dripping Cock into the dazed Stud's mouth. With one hand on the back of Dougie's head, he began to fuck his Playmate's face. The Kid had no conception what was going down. Chris pulled his Dick from Dougie's throat, reached in his gym bag, and pulled out his Poppers. He held the bottle to the Youth's nose. "Come on," Chris coaxed. "Take a nice deep breath." The Teen inhaled, and his body shuddered. Bingo! Chris quickly switched the bottle to the other nostril and instructed Doug to sniff again. The high-as-a-kite Youngster did as he was told, and was soon floating on Cloud Nine. A low guttural moan escaped his lips. For good measure, Chris administered a couple more hits. Then he took his own half-empty can of Coke, and topped it off with whisky. He placed it to the Young Man's lips and made the young Teetotaler imbibe. Doug reflexively tried to spit it out, but Chris forced him to swallow. Having rarely consumed alcohol before, in congress with the Poppers and GHB, the Boy was totally fucked up. Chris shoved his Cock back down Dougie's throat, grabbed his ears, and began to fuck his face in earnest. When he felt his Balls begin to boil, he pulled out, jerked a few more times, and spewed his Noxious Load right onto Dougie's pretty face. Seven spurts hit Doug dead on. There was Jizz in his hair, his eyes, and on his lips and chin. Some dribbled down his tee. Chris scooped up some of the Toxic Spooge, and, with his nails, dug it into Dougie's inner cheeks and gums. "Be a good boy and take your medicine. Daddy wants so to give you AIDS." Chris slid Doug down till he lay prone and quickly re-aimed the video cam. He pulled off the Young Hunk's tee and marveled at the smooth chest, pointy Nips, and chiseled Abs. He leaned down and sucked and bit the manly Tits, nibbling at them real good. "Unhhhhh... Ooooohhh... Mmmmmm..." the inebriated Freshman moaned. Chris watched the Stud's Cock-Bulge balloon. "Oh yeah, I bet you're still a Virgin." Tweaking and twisting his Victim's Nips, he blew in his ear and licked his lobes. "Oooooh.......Noooooo...." Doug moaned, half conscious of the stimuli and how his body was responding. He may have been thinking no, but his tumescent Shaft sure as hell was nodding yes! Chris frenched him and kept up the titty torture. Within seconds Doug began to kiss him back. Oh yeah...a guy's a guy and a mouth's a mouth—Gay or Straight—it doesn't matter. Chris played tonsil-hockey with his Drugged-Up Play Thing a few more minutes. He traced his finger across the Student's lips, down to the waistband of his jeans. He tongued Doug's belly button and once again nibbled on those perky, pouty Nips. "Ahhhhhh!" Doug gasped, trying to push Chris away; but the besotted Youth was too far gone, and Chris had no trouble pinning him. He grabbed a rope from his gym bag, tied Doug's wrists above his head, then continued torturing the Cunt. He unbuttoned the Boy's jeans and slid the zipper down. Poor Dougie’s Cock was well-endowed but under-nourished, and the Kid's hard Rod jumped appreciatively as Chris slobbered on his Cock and Balls. Chris lifted Dougie's Ass and stripped his jeans completely off. Doug's legs were tanned and muscular, with a light smattering of hair. He fingered the Boy's quivering Pussy and felt it spasm beneath his touch. The Youth was totally at his mercy, his body screaming FUCK ME!—or so it seemed. With the video cam already catching every nuance of the Boy's enthrallment, Chris grabbed a digital camera and began to shoot pic after pic of the naked, aroused Nymph. Besides the carnal pleasure, Chris stood to make a few bucks off the Kid. He'd knew exactly which web sites to post the Teasers on. And the video—wow! He could make a mint off of that—once guys realized it wasn't fake. After taking several Polaroids specifically meant for DEO—Doug's Eyes Only (for Chris was fond of acronyms), he ran his hands over the dazed Teen's chiseled Bod, twisting his Nips and engulfing the Young Twink's out-of-control Joystick in the warm, wet recesses of his mouth and throat. Shit! The Kid's Precum was so saccharin and crystal clear. He couldn't wait to contaminate it with his own POZ Spooge. For on more than one occasion Chris had used the BUG to bond with another man, and Doug was just the latest to fall victim to his wiles. He placed Doug's legs on his broad shoulders and lifted his sweet, tight Target off the mattress. He slid his index finger up the Virgin Pussy and wiggled it against his Prostate. The Man Child began to buck and moan. He gave the Kid another hit of Poppers and another shot of booze. It was time to teach the Preacher's Son a lesson. Shucking off his own jeans and briefs, Chris lubed up his Dick with Jizm from the Christian's Cummy Face AND RAMMED IT UP THE VIRGIN'S ASS. Doug screamed in pain as Chris reamed his nigh unlubricated Chute. Chris fed the Youth more Poppers, which he readily accepted—perhaps because, subconsciously, he knew they helped. Chris continued to fuck Doug for the next half hour, grinding his own POZ SPOOGE into the Innocent's Ass Walls. The Kid got fucked till his abraded Sphincter was caked with Cum and Blood and Stools. In a single afternoon the straight-laced Christian Fundamentalist had been transformed into a wretched Faggot Cum Dump. The sun was setting, and Chris dragged the Youth, clad only in his birthday suit, over to his SUV, and dumped him in. He stashed two plastic gallon jugs beside the wheel well, along with an envelope containing a few choice Polaroids and a note warning that if he discussed their little affaire de coeur with anyone, he'd be the next Gay Poster Boy. Yeah—like Chris wasn't already intending to cash in; but he figured Doug would be so ashamed, he'd never tell a soul. Chris looked down at the somnolent, defiled Youth stretched across the bench seat of the SUV. It gets cool in the desert after dark, and the falling temp would wake the Young Man up for sure. He wondered, now that Doug had had his first exposure to Gay Sex, the only sex he'd ever known, if he'd cum back for more. And then there was the matter of his Special Seed. Had Chris succeeded in breeding the Boy? Alas, he'd never know. The fading roar of Chris's engine caused the inebriated Youth to stir. His eyes fluttered, blinded by the brilliant oranges of the setting desert sun. His head ached so bad. So did his Ass. He fell back asleep and dreamt erotic fantasies about some guy named Chris.

i also tasted it, and it sure wasn't my load. from when I've felched, I know the taste of my loads...

Moderator's Note: "Race Play" is a thing. It's fine as a fantasy in fictional stories. It's NOT OK in real life unless both people are into it. FIRST TIME STORY. Its fiction so be kind in your critique. The nigger texted my dad. Jack make yourself free and give me a call. Jack excused himself, said he needed to run an errand and left his wife at the dinner table. A groveling masculine voice answered. The nigger told my dad, I know you can tell by voice I’m not some sissy white man, but a big dick nigger. I’m sending you a pic to your phone. Look at it. Any guesses what that is, yeah it’s my big dick breaching the hole of a hairy white man’s ass. Try and keep your dick in your pants, that poor white hole is your son’s. Yeah, I’ve been tracking him for a while. Knew he was the son of yours, knew you hated us niggers, thought nothing funnier that ruining his hole with nigger dick and knocking him up with so much nigger seed you’ll be having black grand babies for years. You should have told him that wearing tight wranglers only makes that fat ass he inherited from you even more tempting. Wasn’t’ hard to get a bunch of my buddies to want to fuck him after I showed them pics. Even more wanted to join after I told him his daddy was a nigger hating cop. Was easy to get him back to my basement. Dumb kid thinks with his dick, goes to the bookstore to get his dick sucked through the gloryholes once a week. He really should have made sure the door was locked. Was easy for Vince to get into the booth. Kids pants were already down to his boots, and ass exposed. Vince says he was shocked when he saw this rough faced black beast come into his booth. And even more shocked when he felt Vince lean into his back and force Josh’s cock deeper into the mouth on the other side of the gloryhole. Kid was distracted by the deep throating long enough to not notice Vince grabbing a shard form his pocket and see him spit on his finger. but he certainly didn’t miss that shard being shove roughly up his hole. Apparently dumb bitch tried to buck Vince away at that point. Once that shit was absorbed it was easy to manipulate him. Pulled his jeans back up and drove him in his pretty new truck back to my place. Whore was glassy eyed by the time we got him inside. Feeling so euphoric he didn’t question anything just followed 5 dark brothers into my dingy basement. He sat like a little obedient bitch on that ratty couch between two buddies. They just got smirks on their faces and ripped his shirt off, pulled his boots off, yanked his jeans off too. Kid must have a jock fetish cause he was wearing a grey jock. We did care about his dick so we left that on. I told my boys to put his cowboy boots back on him. I wanted to rest them on my shoulder next to my face. I wanted him to think of me every time he wore his boots, Think of the bull nigger that tore up his hole, raped him raw, breed him deep and knocked up him. You should have seen that pretty light hole swallow my cock. Ill give it to him he grunted and took the pain like a man. Once I had opened up him a little bit I grabbed my tina laced lube and coated my cock and plunged back into that bitch. I wanted him so high that he would associate new levels of pleasure with being filled by black cock. He took to his like fish to water the tina had him moaning in no time. Funny thing is your bitch son might be gay but he certainly doesn’t get fucked a lot, when I blew my charged up load into that hole and pulled out it was pink with blood. I literally tore him up. We all got a good laugh at that. My boys know I don’t shoot blanks, my loads been strong as shit ever since the meds got too expensive. After I dropped my nut it was a free for all. Nobody wasted their time with his mouth. All of us can get BJ anytime, we wanted some redneck ass. By the way, a good nigger always nuts in a hole, we spread our seed. Your boy took 12 loads last night. Now look closer at the pic. Notice how red and puffy that hole is, that’s what a bunch of big dicks will do over a few hours to a hole. We cunted your boy. Boy must be sore, and you must be eager to get us to stop using your son. Here is the deal. We know how much you hate niggers let alone fags, so you need to meet us at the preserve in 15 minutes. That is if you don’t want your cop buddies and fire department friends to see this shit. Don’t worry we won’t touch you, we just want to see your face as we defile your kid one last time.

Guys, this is my first attempt to add to the incredibly hot stories that have appeared time and time again on BZ. So please feel free to comment so I can get better and hopefully write more stories. Thanks! Jack, in his freshman year of college, hopes to join a fraternity, Stigma Alpha Cum Pig at Butte U in Montana. It's a fraternity that goes way back in his family with every male joining since his great great grandfather. After a meet and greet beer party at the house, all the frat brothers got together and selected who they would mentor and put thru the pledging process. Jack was very nervous as he eyed all the hot guys in the room. He felt as if he didn't fit in. Jack was 18, 5'7", 135 lbs, clean shaven with short blonde hair, blue eyes, tight swimmer's build, very cute and you could tell he was naive and a little nervous by the way he carried himself. He had that 'deer in the headlight' look about him. Everyone else in the room towered over him. Now Jack wasn't gay, but this one guy just happened to catch his attention, probably because of the way he was surveying the men in the room. He just had a penetrating stare. There was a swagger and overt confidence about him. He was extremely handsome, about 6'3, well built and very muscular, with a buzz cut, dark features and a heavy 5 o'clock shadow. The brothers of the house were clearly acknowledging him so he must be important Jack thought. As it turns out he was the President of the fraternity or "Master" as he liked to be called and had his eye on Jack the moment he walked in the door. He knew his family's lineage, it was legendary at the frat house and how desperate this guy would be to pledge which meant he was an easy mark for what really went on in the house. This was going to be FUN (Fuck U Newbie) he thought to himself!! This fraternity, Stigma Alpha Cum Pig, was actually a major money making enterprise, part of a bigger conglomerate "Breeders 'R Us" ! Every year the brothers would recruit new members to not only service the house but to rent out to the professors and other students to generate enough income so the brothers could continue living the 'high' life, emphasis on high. This house controlled all the sex and drug traffic on the campus and surrounding community which was extremely lucrative. They kept files on everyone so they were above the law and completely untouchable. The pledges were texted by their frat brother the time and place to report for the hazing ritual. The Master decided he was going to handle Jack differently than the usual pledges he breaks in. Instead of using force he was going to 'trick' the new bait into submission. He would start by being very friendly and charming, totally not threatening or abusive which was his typical demeanor. He would propose a toast and of course give the pledge a G spiked cocktail. He would then suggest they smoke a traditional 'peace pipe' in the name of brotherhood. If the boy protested he would tell him it was completely harmless white smoke, just a vapor like from a hot cup of 't'!. He would manage his breath control and after a solid 5 hits or so he would proceed to the next phase. He would start discussing the benefits and requirements of living in the house. He would mention the private gym in the basement that all the frat brothers were required to utiilize on a daily basis. All the men at Stigma Alpha Cum Pig were in prime shape and were the envy of all the men and women on campus. Jack realizing his short comings in this area as he was only 5'7 and 140 lbs asked Master if there was anything he could do to help his chances of being accepted into the house. Master knew he had Jack just where he wanted him. He 'might' be able to suggest something but that Jack would probably reject the idea. Jack said no he was willing to do 'anything' because joining the house was so important to his family. The Master said, well there are steroids, he could take on a daily basis, several times a day to start, that along with an extensive workout schedule would have him buffed to perfection in no time. Jack naturally said 'oh no' he couldn't do that and Master said he understood completely. It's probably for the best and Jack should just leave now and abandon any hopes of joining the fraternity. Master said it was his choice and headed towards the door and motioned for Jack to leave. Of course, he added 'could it really hurt any to just sample a little tiny bit? 'he smirked as he touched the door handle. Jack thought for a moment but by now the t and g were having the desired effect and he was no longer in complete control. He was totally suseptical to any and all suggestions. He thought it might not be so bad to try a little. How could that hurt? What the stupid idiot didn't know was that he was going to get the slam of all slams. Master suggested that in order to get any benefit at all Jack needed to start some form of exercise regimen right way and they should head down to the G>Y>M (Guys You Molest) immediately !! Of course this room was set up with cameras and video equipment and a feed to all the tv's in the house and to special subscribers. Jack said he didn't bring any gym clothes and Master said no worries he was sure he'd find something for him to wear. He pulled out a black canvas bag and was rummaging thru it obviously looking for something specific. With a devilish grin Master administered the slam and after it hit, Jack's head was spinning. He never felt like this before. Master had Jack change into the gym clothes aka as a 'whore's uniform. A Nasty Pig black jockstrap, a pair of knee high Breedwell black socks and a black leather collar. Now to put the rest of the plan into action. Jack would be filmed looking like a slut and taking cock and cum up his hole and doing whatever Master wanted including servicing him and begging for more. Soon it was time for more g, smoke and slam part 2. Master said he needed a favor from Jack. He needed a model for some men's workout gear he's promoting and asked if Jack would model for him. He said not to worry his face won't be photographed (he lied). He needed pictures of Jack to post on the internet along with the films for the big promotion of this semesters newest 'it' boy aka fuck toy! Now Master had all the film and pictures he needed to start the.process to turn Jack into quite the slut of the frat house. There was enough stuff to blackmail Jack into total submission. The fraternity had also entered the porn industry and was looking for a virgin to star in their new breeding trilogy. Jack was reciting anything Master told him to say all which made everything appear Jack was quite the willing participant. He was so fucked up he was willing to do anything Master suggested he do. Time to reload that hungry hole! Now on to the ABS!

In early March last year, I drove to Burlington, Vermont for a quick overnight business trip. This was my first time there and I didn’t know much about Burlington other than it is a college town. As I drove to the downtown area, there were a lot of college students walking around the campus, which was next to the business district. Now, I am a 50 something DILF with blue eyes and a shaved head, and a body that shows my dedication to hitting the gym every day. I try to stay healthy because I recently found a year ago that I am poz. I am not sure when I got the bug, and I'm not on any meds yet, even though my viral load is through the roof. I had a reservation at the Hilton and checked in early. It was about 1:00 pm, and I had not had lunch yet, so I started to look for a place to eat. I drove into a parking garage and as I was looking for an open spot, I saw an older couple and two guys who appeared to be college students – I assumed that mom and dad were visiting their sons. As I drove past, the younger man and I locked eyes. This guy was probably 20 years old, had curly blond hair, and he was adorable. I am not usually attracted to twinks, but he was eye candy indeed. With the car finally parked, I had to find a restaurant. As I walked out of the garage, I noticed a little diner-style restaurant featuring Mexican cuisine, so I checked it out. There was a free table and I grabbed it. As I sat down, I looked up and the twink from the garage was seated with his family two tables away. Once again, our eyes locked and then he looked away. He was even more sexy close-up. During my meal, every couple of minutes, I caught the guy checking me out. Then, I did something never do. I reached into my pocket and found a slip of paper and wrote “Hilton Hotel, room 305, 8 pm”. About 15 minutes later, I noticed that the other table was getting ready to leave. As the twink stood up to put on his jacket, I got up to go to the mens room and made eye contact. As I brushed by him, I discreetly passed the slip of paper into his hand. Our eyes glanced, and then I moved past him. After lunch, I took care of business matters, and then I hit the hotel gym. At about 7:45, I left the gym without any idea if the sexy guy was going to show up, or if he trashed the note. I opened the door to my room and turned on the TV and took a shower. As I got out of the shower, I heard a light knock on the door. With just a towel wrapped around my waist, I opened the door a crack and saw the sexy twink, five minutes early. He said “Hi” as I invited him in. I introduced myself and he said his name was Dave. I told Dave to make himself comfortable and he kicked his sneakers off. He said that he was glad I gave him the note but he was very nervous. I told him to relax and put my hand up to his face and we started kissing. Dave smelled freshly showered and without cologne. He unbuttoned his shirt and then he pulled my towel off. Dave had a nicely muscled chest with a light dusting of golden hair. He looked down at my flaccid cock. "I've never seen a guy with a P.A. before. Did it hurt?" he asked. "Yeah, it hurt but just for a second. Take it in your mouth , but don't chip a tooth." I replied, smiling. I put some light pressure on his shoulders and he knelt down in front of my cock and took it in his mouth. Clearly, it wasn't the first cock he sucked. After a few minutes I lifted him up and suggested we get comfortable on the bed. He still had his jeans on, but I was naked as I lay next to him and began kissing him again, focusing on his lips, neck and ears before eventually licking his pert little nips. He was responding very favorably and I unbuttoned his jeans and said, "Let's slide these off." Dave was on his back and I pulled his jeans off. He was wearing a white Bike jockstrap, which made my already hard cock stiffen further. I was on top of him, kissing him, licking those golden hairy pits, lightly nibbling on his nips. He was quietly moaning and his ankles were resting on the backs of my thighs. Dave had a treasure trail which led down to his jockstrap and I followed it. The jockstrap was stretched tight trying to contain the his erection, which was about 7 inches, as well as a seemly hairy crotch. I breathed in the aroma of his cock through the jockstrap, and mouthed it through the material. Then, as I did with his jeans, I pulled the jockstrap off of him, freeing his beautiful cock, which slapped against his 6 pack. I licked from his perineum, to his hairy nuts and up along his cock to the tip of his cock head. Then I slowly took his cock head into my mouth and down until it was in my throat. His cock was oozing sweet precum and I couldn't resist sucking it, but I didn't want him to cum anytime soon. So, I pushed his legs up with his knees toward his chest and started to eat his beautiful ass. Dave's ass cheeks had just a peach fuzz of hair, but there was more hair in his ass crack. He gasped loudly as I started to rim him. Again, I could smell the freshness of his ass after a fresh shower -- it seems that he had prepared. "OMG, no one has ever rimmed me before. It feels better than I imagined it would." Dave said. I replied, "Really? You've never been rimmed?" He said, "No. I've only seen it on porn. As far as guys go, I've only kissed and traded blow jobs with dudes. And I fucked my old girlfriend from last year before I came out." At that moment, I knew I needed to paint the inside of this hot little guy. I told him to flip over, so he laid down flat on his stomach. I reached over to the bed side table and got a bottle of massage oil and a little brown bottle of Iron Horse. I said, "Just relax Dave. You're going to enjoy this." I poured some of the oil on his back and started to massage him. I pushed the stress of the day right out of his neck and shoulders. He cooed, "Oh that feels so fucking good!" I pour more oil onto my hands and then massaged his arms. I admired his bulging biceps and triceps. Dave knew his way around a gym like a good gay boy should. Then I poured some oil on the base of his back. I worked on his lower back, his glutes and then his legs. He was in a state of both horniness and relaxation from my labor of lust. I left the bottle of oil at the foot of the bed next to the unopened bottle of poppers for later. Then I spread his ass cheeks with my hands and dove face first into his crack. I began to deep rim him while pinning his thighs to the bed to control the vibe of the scene. He gasped as my tongue went past his first ring and started to slither in him. He said, "God, I need you to fuck me so bad!" I replied, "There's plenty of time for that." I wanted to heighten his level of sexual urgency. With him still face-down on the bed, I laid-down on top of him with my 8 incher landing lengthwise in his crack. With all the oil I used on him, we were slick against each others bodies - my chest flat on top of his back. Dave tried to maneuver his ass so that my cock would enter him, but I was in control of him and the situation and would let him do that. I began to tease his hole by putting the tip of my cock up to the hole, but not penetrating him at all, and then sliding lengthwise along his crack again. I did this for about ten minutes as my precum mixed with the oil in his ass crack. Then I flipped him on his back. I pushed his knees up to his chest and began to eat his ass again. It still seemed very tight. So I reached back and grabbled the bottle of massage oil and dribbled some in his ass with him still in missionary position. Then I put his ankles on my shoulders and I traced around his asshole with my finger, then I slowly worked my finger into him. "Keep breathing. Tell me if I hurt you and I'll stop" I told him. "I'm good. Keep going." he replied. I started to massage his prostate and he groaned. "Fuck that feels so weird and good," Dave said. I told him, "I'm going to add another finger. Keep breathing and tell me how you're feeling." I added the second digit and he tensed up, so I instructed him to breath. He relaxed and started to enjoy it. When I took my fingers out of him, his hole was gaping. It was time. I started to rub the length of my cock along his ass crack. Every so often, I touched the tip of my cock to his hole, which still gaped a bit. Then I told him to breath deep and I pushed the tip of my cock head into his hole. "Oh my god, oh my god, it really hurts," he cried. I stopped and held my cock so the head was just inside him and reached back to grab the bottle of Iron Horse. "Have you ever used poppers?" I asked. "I know what they are but no, not yet," he replied. I broke the seal of the bottle and opened it. "I'm going to hold it to your nostril. Make sure you don't let the liquid get in your nose, but breath the fumes deeply into one nostril and hold for five seconds and then do the same with the other nostril," I instructed. I moved the bottle to his nostril and he did what I said. Then I capped the bottle. Dave's head went back and his hole body seemed to relax as I pushed my cock head into him. I kept a steady push until my nuts were against his taint and I stayed still. I handed him the bottle this time and told him to do it again, which he did. "How you doing, buddy?" I asked. "Please just pound me...you feel so good," was his response. Dave's cock was rock hard and drooled precum on his abs. I picked up the pace and started pounding him. On each stroke, I withdrew so that my cock head was outside of his ring but still barely in him, then I pushed into the hilt. After a few of these, Dave held the bottle up to his nose and huffed again. I was all-out railing him and he cried out, "I think I'm going to cum!" I knew I needed to cum in him fast or the window of opportunity might close, so I pounded him so hard the bed was hitting the wall. Suddenly, I groaned and came in Dave balls-deep. He jerked his cock a few more times and his load hit his face. I bent over and licked the cum off of his adorable face and snowballed it to him. I rolled over on my back pulling him on top of me while my softening cock was still in him. He straightened out, releasing my cock and he laid down on top of me. "That was so hot," he said. I had to agree. I suggested that he get in the doggy position. I got behind him and told him to push the load out of his ass. I lapped all of it up and swallowed. "You might need an abortion after that!" I said and we both chuckled. We laid in bed for a few minutes. Then Dave said he probably needed to go because he had a lab the next morning at 7:30 am. So he got dressed and I put on a robe. I saw him to the door and gave him a parting kiss. I don't know for certain that I knocked Dave up, but I'd say it's likely. He had no way to contact me. But he probably didn't feel well about two weeks after our romp.

I've never swallowed piss but the thought of it it turns me on. I will probably start drinking it soon, if any guys ask me to. I'm here to serve.

Chapter 1 I hadn’t been home in years, ever since my mom remarried. It’s not that I didn’t like her new husband, he treated her great. It’s just that we never really clicked. I was already older when they got married so I really didn’t have a relationship with them. Mom had been trying for years to get me to come home and I’d managed to avoid it until this year. It was my grandpa's 80th birthday and mom wouldn't take no for an answer. Unfortunately, the train ride went much faster than I would’ve liked and before I knew it we were pulling into the station. I could see mom on the platform, excitedly waving trying to grab my attention. I inwardly groaned, grabbed my bag and got off the train. It was really hard not to get caught up in her excitement. Maybe a part of me was glad I’d come home. On the drive back to the house I could tell she was anxious about something. “Mom, what’s going on? You seem really nervous.“ “Umm, well you see there’s been a little bit of a change since we last spoke.“ Now I was starting to get nervous. “Your aunt and uncle and cousin decided to come out at the last minute, so this means we have a little bit of a tight squeeze at the house.“ “Mom, not a problem I’ll get a hotel room.“ “Like hell you will. You will absolutely be staying at the house,“ then she rapidly said “ you’re just gonna have to share a room with Max. “Yeah no Mom, I love you, but that’s not gonna happen.“ “Chad, don’t start with me. This is going to be a great weekend and I don’t want any of your shit. You are sharing a room with Max and will be a good sport. End of discussion. Besides, it will be good for both of you to finally get to know each other. He told me he’s tried to reach out to you a couple times but can never seem to get a hold of you.“ Fuck this is gonna be a miserable week. Okay let me back up a second. Max is my stepbrother. I've spent about a total of 5 hours around him since the first time when our parents got married and that was it. I really don't know much about him except for what my mom occasionally shares. I do know he's 10 years older than me, divorced and actually lives in the same city as me but we never hang out. He has tried to get to know me, but I'm like what's the point. To be honest with you I'm not even sure if I'd recognize him if we passed each other on the street. "Sorry mom, why is Max even here? It's not even his grandpa." Mom turned and gave me a disgusted look. "Chad, I raised you better than this. He's family and...well, he's been struggling a bit since his divorce, so he's been staying with us for the past week." Okay I'm an ass, I admit it. "Sorry mom, I didn't know. I'll behave." We arrived at the house and I grabbed my bag, took a deep breath and followed mom into the house. My stepdad was in the kitchen and gave me a big hug. As we were making small talk, I noticed someone standing in the kitchen doorway. I think my eyes just about bugged out of my head. Standing there was Max and damn did he look good! Okay the last few years had been really good to him. Last time I saw him he was really skinny and kind of nerdy looking. Not that there’s anything wrong with that. I just wasn’t expecting such a change. If I had to guess, I’d say he was over 6’ to my 5’5” and had about 50 pounds of muscle on me. He had his red hair cut really short and his beard tightly trimmed. He was wearing a white T-shirt that had to be at least one size too small. I swear I could see one of his nipples was pierced, and it looked like there were tattoos on his upper arms I made the mistake of looking down and saw his shorts, which also appeared to be a size too small but damn, they looked good on him. “Chad, honey are you OK?“ Mom asked “I’m, I’m, I’m sorry, what mom?“ “I asked if you’re OK honey Robert asked you a question.“ “Oh I’m sorry, I must be more tired than I thought.“ “Oh it’s nothing, I was just asking if you remembered Max.“ Max had a big grin on his face, like he knew I’d been checking him out. He took that as his queue and came over and gave me a big hug. Fuck he smelled good. Shit, I can feel myself starting to chub up so I try to end the hug, but before I could get him to let go, he squeezed my ass. He grinned and winked at me and grabbed my bag from me. “Looks like we’re gonna be roomies for a few days. Can’t wait to get to know you better“ he said as he starts walking off towards the bedroom. I give my mom a stepdad a smile and follow after him. Once I enter the room, I’m in for another shock. There’s only one bed. “Your mom was worried about us sharing a bed, but I assured her we’re both grown men and we’d be more than fine. In fact, I think this is going to be a very positive experience for you." He leaned down and whispered in my ear, “isn’t that right chaser boy.“ Oh, fuck, I was screwed!

I'm pretty sure I would be unhappy in a world without sex. That said, I'm not getting anywhere close to the amount that I think would be good for me. Volunteers to help me change that welcome! For extra credit, here's a movie quote: 'In Sweden we always say, "A meal without pie is like a meal without sex."'

I need some freshly filled hole to add a load to. Nothing better than sticking your cock into a hole filled with multiple loads from other men.

I really had to think about this. It would probably be back in my 20s when I was a totally depraved whore (I guess I still am). There was one night I was at a local bathhouse (and I use that term lightly, it was more of a shed attached to this guys house where he had a kind of a dungeon set up) and I was craving being on my back in the sling. I did so many poppers that I zoned out and just let the guys use me like a fuck sleeve. I remember being in a complete state of bliss. I’m not sure exactly how many guys fucked and bred me, I’m guessing 25 or 30, but when I got up from the sling, the semen gushed out of my guts like a waterfall. I could not hold it all in. I felt like I was pissing from my asshole there was so much hot man spunk. I can remember playing in the puddle I made on the floor as the guys cheered me on. That was so fucking hot. I think that’s where I first got gonorrhea and chlamydia. I’m not sure, I’ve had it so many times.😜

A good top will always find a way to work his cock in so he can eventually get a good rythym goin.

His profile is @AFKAKeiranxxl

This story reminds me of a guy who fucked me quite some time ago. We met on a bareback site online and he came over to my place. I'd been poz and taking loads for some time, so we didn't discuss status. He might have been negative, he was definitely a top, so, who knows? He was very country not particularly attractive, and lived out in a modest suburb. I figured he's in the closet. Anyway, we got down to fucking right away with me on my back with my legs on his shoulders. He was big, probably eight inches, and he hit all the right spots in my cunt. I was blissed out in no time, no poppers necessary. At one point he slowed up, and I thought he was going to cum. But then he resumed his steady pace. It happened again about ten minutes later, and I thought I was going to get loaded. But his face didn't change, and he went right back to his previous pace without ever stopping. Finally he made a lot of noise and clearly he was shooting his load into me. By this time my back was really sore from being bent double for so long. But that's okay, I got thoroughly fucked and now had sperm in my guts. As we cleaned up in my bathroom I remarked that I thought he was about to cum twice before the finally did. He smiled and said, "Oh, I did, both times. I usually can go two or three times in a row." Needless to say, I hooked up with him again, but only once, then lost track of him. He was definitely worth a trip to the chiropractor to get my back to stop aching.

Well, my first KNOWINGLY poz loads, anyway. I'd been taking raw dick and load for about a year, but mostly from regulars or married guys I found online. But one night, I'm insanely horny and trolling for dick online. This was a few years back and I was trying to find a top on gay.com. It was late (like 1 am) and we both figure out pretty soon that we are game for a hookup. His pics are hot (he's in his 40's and has at least 8.5" of dick). It was his dick that made up my mind. I'd never had one that big and I wanted to try it! We get to the point of exchanging phone numbers when he springs it on me. "By the way, I'm poz. Is that ok?" I hesitated a long time before answering. "I'm not... But I am really horny." He asks for my number so we can talk on the phone a bit. I give it to him. His voice is all sexy and he starts talking about fucking me and making my ass feel good. I ask him if he would use a condom, but he tells me they make him limp. Then he tells me that we could fuck but he won't cum in me. He will pull out if I want-- no problem. He then says he can also stay hard after cumming and go multiple times. I gave him my address. He arrived 20 minutes later, and we were soon naked. I started sucking his cock and man was it a whopper! I truly hadn't had one this big ever. He ate my ass and sucked my cock and then pushed me onto my back. "You ready to get fucked?" he asked? I was so nervous and had butterflies in my stomach. "Yes-- but you'll go easy and pull out, right? You'll warn me before you cum??" He promised he would, then he lubed up my ass and his cock, and worked his head into my hole. He tossed a fresh bottle of poppers on my chest and told me to take a hit. I did, and the relaxing warmth rushed over me. Then he pushed all the way in, slowly. I'd taken lots of raw dick before, but never one this size. And poz. But damn if it didn't feel good! He set up a slow rhythm and got me all open and accepting of his cock. I did more poppers and was in bottom heaven. He started to pick up speed and he told me to do another good popper hit. I did as instructed and then be really started fucking me. "I'm getting real close-- where do you want me to cum?" He said as he was fucking away. I was in a wave of popper heaven and loving feeling his cock hit me so deep-- I didn't answer. "I'm getting ready to blow, man--- where you want it!" I just closed my eyes and reached up to work his nipples. "Oh Fuuuuuuuuuck!" he shouts and I can feel his raw jizz spurting inside my ass. And being the cumwhore that I was, I was in heaven. But he wasn't done. He kept fucking and I came down off my popper high and realized what had just happened. "Dude, you didn't pull out," I said. "Man, I asked but you didn't tell me to. Besides-- we BOTH know what you wanted." He fucked two more loads into me before I came and couldn't take any more pounding from that big cock. And after that fuck, he became one of my regular fuckbuddies.

idk, this is such a big and complex topic, it's hard for me to sum it all up in one word: "capitalism." i think life in general, along with all the labels and points of reference we assign for the sake of communication, is always fluid ("evolving"), and the only static state is death... and one can debate if there really is such an absolute state, or if death is just another state of evolution? What is/are the qualifier/s of "entitlement?" That's an honest question, not intended to be a challenge. This is my experience in the American capitalist system. i can see the argument that i grew up advantaged as a white male. i grew up the only non-hispanic in a working class neighborhood. my neighbors were all trades people, and they were evidently progressing. my dad was the child of off the boat immigrants, lost his mom the first year after his birth and was (literally) farmed out to his grandmother and raised on a farm with his grandmother and uncles till he was 12. At that point, his aging and dying grandmother sent him to in Los Angeles with a father and stepmother who he'd really never met or known. His dad tried to molest him, stepmom intervened, but his dad required him to quit school and get a job, so he only ever had an 8th grade education. He provided a life for me that he never had, one where i was secure and provided for until i graduated high school. i had a job from the age of 14, and my dad built a strong 'work ethic' into me (lol, made me do a lot of labor around the house from age 7). He considered me an adult who would make his own way after i graduated HS. i had worked and paid for my own car while in HS, and at 17 went to Canada to bible college. He loaned me the money for my first semester, and that was as far as i got. When i came home at semester break, i found he and my mom had sold my car, and a lot of my childhood belongings, to reimburse himself for the school loan. So, obviously, there is a "God" as evidenced by the fact i only went to a semester of bible college. Still, i was religiously conditioned and became a member of a cult is an effort to not be gay (long story). Got married, to a woman, and worked in the system managing to make my way into executive management over time. i built and ran a business for an absentee owner for 21 years. Took a nearly bankrupt business and 21 years later the owner came to me and informed me he'd sold the business, which was then a 14m a year business. It changed hands the next day. At the same time, i had finally processed myself out of religious conditioning and was separating from my then wife. As a sideline to running and building a business for another, i also flipped houses for 18 years and made a small fortune and was debt free at age 43, with a home valued at half a million, owned free and clear, on 31 acres of 100 year old hardwood growth. The sale of the business, and my divorce, all happened about the same time, and my former wife got everything (another long story). But at 52, i started over in every sense of the word. i found another job running a business for another person, but lost that job during the 2008 economic downturn. That turned out to be a good thing. i lost the job on a Friday, went to check out a private nursing school on Monday, took an entrance exam for that school on Wednesday, and was accepted on Thursday. i was the first person in my family to earn a college degree (BSN).. at age 56. Because of my prior position and making six figures, i had to take school loans at a very high interest rate (9%) to pay my way, even though i was jobless and my former wife had gotten everything materially that i had worked my whole life for (not whining, that is what happened though). i wracked up over 100K in student loans and got my first job as a critical care nurse making less than 30k a year. Essentially, i've worked my ass off that last 12 years, the student loans were paid in full 4 years ago and i will have my current house paid for in another 2 years. This is not an argument for the American system of capitalism, just a short summary of my own experience. Granted, i've worked really hard, and still do, but i do not resent having to make the effort... i'm even grateful (to whom or what, i know not) for what i have and have been able to do. Oh, and i'm a huge Star Trek fan. And i have no idea why i wrote all of this? Maybe because it's my life in this system and i can only speculate how things might have gone in another system. i'm glad i wasn't born in North Korea, but i do think the French, Spanish, Scandinavia, have some things going on that we are missing out on, and i appreciate the discussion.

Take a look at my recent post about open mouth gags. I love puting an open mouth gag on my cocksucker. To me he looks real hot helpless with his mouth held wide open. And yeah, I also like to put him on the bed in his back with his head hanging over the edge. Then I can force my cock deep down his throat in one strong thrust and then fuck his throat as hard as I want, pounding my sweaty balls over his nose. I love to hear him choking and gagging on my cock and to see him drooling and tears pouring from his eyes. I feel fucking awesome when I cum deep down his throat and make him choke on my sperm as I force him to swallow it. Sometimes I follow up by pissing down his throat as well. That’s the kind of abuse cocksuckers crave.

The biggest cock I ever took was 11 inches. A skinny-as-fuck Eastern European guy with basically a third leg. We were in a public area of Sweatbox in London, kissing and putting on a bit of a show, when he said he wanted to fuck me. "But" he said "it's big, no one can ever really take the whole of me" - or words to that effect. And I thought... Challenge Accepted! Especially in front of that audience. I'll be honest: it was hard work. We did it doggy style so I had a bit of control how deep he went. It took quite a few minutes to work my hole right down to the hilt - he was quite patient with me because he knew I would try my hardest to accomodate him fully - and when it did go right down until I could feel my ass against his abs, it opened me right up and felt FUCKING GOOD. Until he started fucking me. Now I had a few loads inside me to help lube the situation up, and he was fucking me bareback, so I knew if I could hold on, I'd get his load so deep inside me I'd be spitting it out. But fuck me, once he got into a rhythm it just fucking hurt. I bit down, determined. Held onto my cock and balls because even they were hurting as he started to work it. Good thing was, all the appreciative noises he was making, like "wow, can't believe you've taken it all", "fuck yeah feels so good" and so on. That's all I was really in for now, to make him feel good and to make him cum. At one point he asked if I was hurting him, and I just grunted "That's my problem. Not yours. Don;t fucking stop." Because if he had stopped, I would have pulled him out of me and got out of there. Luckily for me, he didn't take that long to cum. Maybe he really never had had many guys take his cock fully like this but whatever, the last 30 seconds of crescendo pounding were agonising. He shot his load so deep into me, and with such an animal howl, that a wave of relief hit me - my animal howls too. Well, the truth is that I pretty much did it to say that I had done it... and yeah to be able to sit here and type this right now. I've taken 10.5 inches since then, with much the same result, but well... was it worth it? For taking yet another stranger's load deeper into my ass than ever before? Yes For the story and bragging rights? Fuck yes For the sense that I bit down and got used hard? Fuck fuck yes But the actual fuck itself, I gotta be honest: it was an endurance ride pretty much from start to finish, very little pleasure for me, and it pretty much wiped me out for the rest of the night. Once we were done, I found a private cabin, crashed and slept for an hour. Fairly sure I might have got a minor anal fissure from it too. But am I happy I did it? Fuck yeah! Do I still jack off about it six years later? Fuck fuck yeah Would I do it again if I got the chance, even though I know it'd be fucking agony? FUCK FUCK FUCK YEAH!

Simon's hand slid over my bottom and his finger probed my hole as I fucked David. It was smeared with lube and slid into me easily, making me gasp as he finger fucked me as I thrust. It felt amazing to have a finger in me at the same time as I fucked. Suddenly. the finger withdrew. I felt Simon's body against my back and his cock starting to push into me. I paused and let him in, and then we both began to thrust, him into me and me into David. The sensation was wonderful and it wasn't long before it tipped me over the edge. "Cumming!" I gasped and shot a heavy load into David's upraised bottom, ecstatically fierce as Simon's cock probed my prostate. My arse muscles tightened in orgasm and Simon growled "Oh yeah...uuuh...cumming!" and shot his second poz load into my throbbing rectum. We hung there in release for a second, me sandwiched helplessly with my cock in David and impaled on Simon's cock, two arse holes filled with cum. Then Simon slid out of me, slapped my bottom and laughed and we broke apart. I slid out of David's bottom and he stood up and stretched. "Thanks, mate" He said, then he and Simon went off and left me panting and eager for more..

Drinking from the tap is truly amazing! And I also love the combo of cum in my arse and piss in my stomach 😉 I wonder if everyone starts out with originally trying their own before someone else's?

Definitely something I've got more into in the last 12 months. It started with loving that warm feeling of a glass full of my own piss as I swallow it into my stomach, especially when I'm poppered up, having a long, slow wank, edging toward blowing a big load. But then I started looking for guys at the sauna who would piss in my mouth. Oh fuck that's such a turn on, their hot piss straight from the tap! And after, that feeling that my stomach is full of their hot steaming strangers piss and there's nothing I can do about it! More than a few have found it a turn on and then given me a hot raw fuck leaving me with their cum in my arse and their piss in my belly!

Sorry for taking so long Matt called me to ask if I Could host another Daddy Breeding Party, but this time I was going to be the only daddy and they were bringing a new friend over to convert. He wanted to do a daddy, but the boys wanted to bang him. They thought I could loosen him and they would take turns on him. How the fuck could I say, “NO” to that! We planned another Saturday afternoon at my place. Soon, I had 4 hunky college athletes at my door, Matt, Adam, Dave and a new kid a black boy named Jamal, were all eagerly waiting to come in and get down to business. As each one came in the door they all kissed me on the mouth with an exploring tongue quite the departure from the first time they were at my home many months before. I could tell Jamal was uneasy, but was ready to play with my daddy butt. I, almost, wished I could have him alone and convert him myself, but I could see why my 3 disciples wanted to be there when I got a glimpse of his heavy cock. It was nearly 9” long and thick. All of them took a seat in my living room. I fixed them all a drink and one by one I served them, They each took a turn poking and prodding my cock and ass, and by the time I got to Jamal. I was rock hard, and he could tell. Matt ordered me to strip and pull his cock out of his shorts. I gladly did. By the time, I had his hard cock in my mouth. Adam was rimming my ass and Dave and Jamal were stroking each other to their personal porn scene, but it soon delved into me sucking all three of them. I sucked Jamal the most as that was the plan. I spun him around and rimmed his hole. He let out an appreciative and very slutty moan. This was going to be a piece of cake I thought. This black boy was going to take all 4 of our cocks before the night was over. Jason and Dave had paired off on the couch as Jason was feeding Dave his cock. Adam spit on his cock and my hole and was pushing his death rod into my tainted hole. I fingered Jamal’s for now negative fuck chute. I ate his refreshingly clean hole. He ran his fingers through my short dad hair. I finger fucked him as I tongued his virgin negative hole making sure to make him bleed a little. I swallowed his thick cock down my throat while I jammed 3 fingers into his eager cunt. HE breathlessly asked me to fuck him. I would breed and make him just like the others, which made them all turn their heads. I winked at them all. He guided my spit-lubed cock into his unfucked hole. I put him onto my ottoman, hung his legs on my shoulders and eased my cock into his ass. I slowly sank my dick of death into him. HE was breathing hard as I invaded his bottom. His cock got even harder. When I hit bottom I let him get accustomed to my dick in his ass. Adam had joined Jason and was dp’ing Dave against his desire, but he was taking both of their cocks like a faggot porn star. Jamal staired straight through me as I slowly picked up my pace and fucked his cunt. Soon, I was jackhammering him and then slowing down as I wanted to edge to make myself last longer. I had quite the cock froth around his hole. Dave was whimpering as both JAson and Adam continued to double-breed his hole. HE laid helpless almost lifeless between them with just a glint of pleasure in his eyes. Jason and Adam simultaneously unloaded into Dave’s stretched out hole just as I was breeding Jamal’s unprotected cunt. We all dismounted our sluts for a moment kissing our way off the used soul of the body near us. The five of us laid there leaking some cum from one hole or another. Jamal spoke first explaining that he needed that, but he want to fuck me next. I agreed and slowly began to stroke his balls and cock back to life. Jamal licked my pole clean as I did the same for Jason. I had the idea that I wanted Jamal and Jason to DP me this time around if Jamal was up for it. I grabbed some poppers and took a huge hit while I alternated sucking Jamal and Jason. I could still taste Dave on Jason. Adam was rimming Dave back to life getting cum all over my couch. I had Jamal lie on his back and had Jason lay with their cocks together. Their cocks were pretty evenly matched with Jamal beating Jason by a head. I took a huge hit of poppers, and dropped my ass down onto their cocks. I could feel my ass resist the double invasion, but another hit of poppers It gave way and I sank upon their meat missiles. Jamal gasped when “I hit bottom and so did I for that matter. I was so full of cock. I asked Adam to leave Dave alone for a moment so he could feed me his cock so I could be airtight. I had three young mens cocks in me. I was so full of cock. I would not have stopped if my own mother walked in, I sucked Dave’s cock like I was trying to suck start a car, and I bounced on the two other cocks like a piston. My ass was going to be so gaped when we were done. I did not care. I could take a few days off from getting railed after being used like a slut here today. Jamal let loose first followed quickly by Jason. Both flooded my ass with cum while Dave fed me his load. We all fell about the place exhausted. We laid naked, leaking cum onto my furniture. I was on the floor with Jamal’s thick black cock within reach. I reached for it and slowly jacked him back to life. I wanted another untainted load from his balls before he left and converted. I crawled to his cock and sucked his thick meat to life. I got up on my haunches and lowered me well-fucked poz hole onto his glistening coal colored cock. Everyone watched as his dark dick disappeared into my lily white ass. They got off on the contrast. He had cum several times that afternoon so I knew he would last longer than before, but I just kept on riding his black cock like it was a pony. I was loose after just taken two cocks, but I could still feel his thick cock in my fuck chute. I could feel his cock expand and explode for another volley of hot cum in my ass. I sank down all the way to his balls. I could feel his cock convulse with each volley of cum in my cunt. HE must have had 10 convulsions before he stopped. I looked around the room and they all were in a daisy chain sucking the next one’s cock. It was one of the hottest scenes I had ever seen. More to Cum If you like what you read let me know I love to chat and skype Joey

Same happened to me, I was looking in grinder to find a man to bareback me. There was a guy much older, 60s lean with a nice 8” pierced cock. His spelling was real broken and bad and I wondered if he was high. I don’t pnp and he said he was ok and sober. He invited me over to his apartment weird instructions to not use the front door and buzzer but go to the back and down the outside stairs to his basement apartment and the back door would be open then turn left to his apartment door and it’s open, walk in strip and get on the bed with him and give myself to him. I went but was reluctant to go in. Wondered back and forth for 30 mins outside his place. But was sort horny and wanted a man’s DNA so I finally went in, it was a concrete corridor and his door was immediately to the left I opened the door and walked in, is was a basement room with no furniture, a mattress on the floor a rudimentary fuck bench made out out 2x4s and a ceiling sling made from straps. I stripped naked and walked to him on the mattress stroking his rock hard 8” cock I got on top of him in the 69 passion, I could see he had toys (some massive 8” sound ass plugs and anal tunnels)by the bed and some containers and bottles I figured it was lube. I put my mouth on his cock and felt him spread my ass and shove his tounge into me. I heard him snap open a bottle and felt lube on my hole. He then pushed his fingers into me, 1 then two stretching my hole. He pumped his hard cock in my mouth and the feeling of his piercing in my boy throat was amazing. I then heard him open other bottles, I figured he would add more lube to open me, I then felt him push three fingers into me but didn’t feel any more lube. He pushed into me really deep and I could feel pressure inside my rectal cavity as he seemed to be massaging my prostate, he rotated his fingers and began massaging my soft wet rectal walls. He was till pumping my throat and was almost getting balls deep in me, I could feel his PA in my throat. After a few mins I started to feel light headed but figured it was from the position he had my body in. He was now fully skull fucking me full length then I want black. Over then next 5 hours I only had a few moment where I came to. First when I was being moved from the mattress tot he sling by 3 men, I could see a few other men in the room all naked and striking hard cocks. They placed me in the sling and restrained my wrists and ankles, I felt more fingers in my boy cunt and then passed out again. I came to again with men taking turns on my cunt, sliding cocks and toys and fingers into me then back to black. I came to again face down on the fuck bench, I felt a strange sensation of pressure in my abdomen and I felt my anal ring was burning from the stretching I was taking. A man had his fist almost elbow deep in my skinny body. I felt him pull out of me and another plunged his fist into me. I felt pressure as my inner hole suddenly popped open around his hand and gave him access to my intestines as he slide almost elbow deep in me. I passed out again. I came to again on the bench with his massive cock (or someone’s) pounding my cunt and I felt him tense up and then his cock pulse as he shot his cum in my intestines and heard him say “welcome to being poz slut” I passed out again. When I came to the final time I was naked on the mattress on my back legs spread with my insides hanging out in a massive prolapse. Everyone was gone and so was everything else except the mattress. My anal ring was ruined and staying open and when I stood up a gallon of sperm streamed out of me. I had to push my guts back up me and with my ruined anal ring they just fell out again. The room I could see was actually the boiler room of the building. Scratched on the back of the door was “rape room”. I dressed and left. I tested positive 3 month later.

By now my web had grown to 3, young-bodied, vers, poz athletes on one campus. I turned my eye onto the staff of both schools. I found some young professors who were interested in some group action with young men, but needed their respective campus. I had arranged a middle-aged prof, Jason, who had been wanting to bottom for a “son” for a long time. I was never interested in him, but we were always able to draw in prey together. But, that was in another life, before I pozzed. He never found out why I quit calling him. He, however, was over the moon to find out that I had 3 young athletic “sons” willing to breed some daddy asses if he knew of any willing to be at my house Saturday morning at 11. He had one more willing bottom Paul, who was married in his mid-40’s like Jason. They both just like cock a little more than their wives pussy. So, Saturday rolled around and I invited the boys over for a Daddy Breeding Party. I told the boys it was all good. All of the boys had tested positive, but i I assured them it was all good. Matt, Adam and Dave, Adam’s roommate, were all that Jason and Paul had hoped for, but little did they know of their positive outlook on life. The “Boys” as we came to call them ordered us to strip. We did. Jason was 42, married, 6’2, 190lbs, with a 5inch cock…Matt picked him and Jason wass thrilled to be drilled soon by Matt’s nearly 8inch dick. Jason was kneeling in front of Matt pulling out his thick cock and was soon bobbing his head up and down on the lad’s rod. Paul was being lorded over by Adam and his large rod just by the edge of the couch. Paul was 6 foot, 220, wrestler looking dude with tiny cock of 4.5”. Leaving me with Dave, Dave had a 7” stick that was as thick as a red bull can which looked odd on his twink frame. I don’t bottom often but when i do it’s for hung twinks. I had this boy sucking my large cock and fingering my daddy cunt. The 6 of us were in my living room with the shades drawn kissing, groping and slowly undressing each other. Jason was first to pull Matt’s 8” python out of his shorts with a loud exclamation he gobbled it down his throat. Matt stood over Jason like a proud son as his daddy sucked his massive cock. Matt urged him to suck his loaded tainted cock. Which Jason paid no heed to and slurped his way down to Matt’s poz fill nuts. Adam was still making out with Paul while he fingered Paul’s eager ass. Adam had two thick fingers in Paul’s slutty pussy by the time Adam was down there rimming Paul into an assgasm. Paul was begging for Adam’s rigid monster cock. Dave had my legs up in the air with his mouth on my anal ring with his tongue deep in my fuck chute. HE had me begging for his cock. It was hard to believe that just a short time ago. I pozzed two of these boys and in a few months time they have really come out of their shell. It made me wonder what all they have been up to. Oh, yes, the Outbreak on Campus at both schools. They must have just thought they had bad colds, but I knew better. They must have had some wild times in those few months. I begged Dave to fuck me as Jason and Paul were begging Matt and Adam to fuck them as well. We, three dads, finished getting completely naked and got on our knees along the front of the couch. I had taken the precaution of laying out some yoga mats and thick blankets to protect our elbows and knees. One by one the boys lubed up their sizeable cocks and aimed them at their daddy cunts. Matt slowly sank his cock into Jason. I could hear Jason beg him to fill him with his cock, but go slow as well. I heard Matt let out a sigh of relief when he hit bottom and his trimmed bush was nestled up on Jason’s ass, Adam did not go so easy on Paul. He slid his greased pole into Paul’s pussy in one motion taking the daddy’s breath away. Paul swore under his breath, but let out a loud refreshing breath when Adam stopped when hh all the way in. I lined Dave’s cock with my eager ass and before he knew what I was doing I was easing back onto his cock. He met me halfway. I let out a “fuck yeah, breed me boy”! When his cock hit my g-spot. Soon the sound of slapping flesh filled the room. As each boy drilled his daddy. Those boys had staying power as they power fucked each of us. They even switched by rotating over one ever few minutes till each dad had a cock full of each poz son. When the rotation ended and each dad had a ride on each boy that is when each boy fucked us hard. We had all moved to our backs and with our legs spread wide each lad jammed his tainted cock deep into us. I knew what was about to happen to Jason and Paul. They thought they were just getting bred by some hot oversized teenage college athlete cock, but I knew all three were vipers about to sting us. Well, not me, but I was about to get a recharge from a hot young venomous stud. Dave came in me first. I could feel his cock throb as it unleashed his torrent of deadly jizz into my willing ass. He lunged forward and locked his lips to mine and forced his tongue into my mouth. He shut 5 or 6 thick volleys of tainted cum into my womb as my cock exploded between our bodies leaving us a cummy mess that he licked as he disengaged from my cunt. Matt plowed Jason full of his toxic jizz. He slammed his thick member deep into Jason’s ass. I watched as Matt’s butt cheeks clenched as each thick load of cum creamed the inside of Jason’s negative ass walls. Jason pulled Matt to him and they met in the middle as Jason’s cock erupted covering them both in cum. Their tongues swirled, licking the spent load off the other’s body. Adam with his huge cock filled Paul with his lethal seed as he held Paul’s legs wide. He power drilled his daddy with deadly force with what seemed like 8 torrents of poz jizz into the bottom daddies ass. Paul erupted with a shot of cum that nearly flew 3 feet in the air. An orgasm with such force I had never seen before out of a mortal (non-porn) man. It landed on Adam, but Paul eagerly cleaned it off. We all collapsed in a pile in the middle of the living room I could feel Dave’s cum begin to leak from my well fucked bottom. When I felt a mouth on my ass it was Paul attempting to rim me. I got the idea to pull Jason over and the three of us made a daisy chain eating the tainted load out of the other's ass. By the end of afternoon, each daddy got a tainted load from each of the teenage college athlete sons. Jason and Paul never suspected it was my little Daddy Breeding Party that pozzed within a year they were both divorced and living as a breeding couple. As far as Matt, Adam and Dave…I created 3 stealthing monsters Joey I love feedback, hot chat, skype and getting off Hit me up

Part 12 Kids eyes were wide open, his mouth was open but nothing was coming out. Frank slowed his pace saying he didn’t want to cum to soon. He wanted to damage the kid more My Friend motioned for me to cum over in front of the Kid. He bent me over and one of the guys came up behind me and slid his cock up my ass. The guy had a nice cock and I must admit I really need this. My friend reached under me and started milking my cock. The Kid had a great View of this. My friend told the Kid that this is what he is getting, The kid mumbled “ Fuck him good “. I was using my ass muscles to grab and milk the guys cock but between the Meth in my ass and the milking it was difficult to work it right. The guy in my ass said he was about to cum and I felt his cock swell. At the same time I felt my nuts tighten up. The guy in mt ass stated moaning and I felt his cock star spasming in my butt, I groaned and stared shooting my load. I wasn’t sure how much there was but I can’t remember a harder climax. It seemed to last forever, until I was weak kneed and exhausted. The guy pulled out and I started to stand up but my friend had other ideas. Me must have had his hand under me and he stared putting my cum in my ass crack. He moved me around to that my ass was in font of the kids face and pulled my cheeks apart. He asked the kid if he could see all that delicious cum, the kid was panting and said yes. He pushed me back and the kid stared licking the crack. My friend said “ Get your tongue inside, the deeper you get the better it tastes “. The kid struggled to get in my ass but in the position on the bench he couldn’t get much but the kids training on rimming was going better than expected. Before long he will be sucking ass like a pro. Frank was pumping in the kids ass and was enjoying what he saw. He said that this kid was a true slut and with his cock he was going to be making grandchildren for his aids babies long after I’m gone. I went around and started milking the kids cock, I wanted to time it so he came when Frank was impregnating him. Frank said that he was about to cum. All the guys there crowded around to see the kids final conversion into a Pozzed up tweaker. Frank asked the kid if he wanted his AIDS load and get knocked up, the kid replied “ Yes, Knockup my cunt, Rippe me in half, I need it !”. Frank slammed forward, ripping the tender roughed up pussy of the kid. Frank growled and said “ Here it cums you fucking worthless Fagot slut”. At the same time I pulled on the kids cock and he started cumming. He was yelling and squealing with the pulsing of his cock. I saw Franks cock pulsing. It seems to go on for ever. I never realized how much he shot. That is probably another reason he has some many notches on his belt. I was also surprised how much cum the kid shot out. I scooped up as much as I could and took it around to the kid to lick off my fingers, which he did. Frank stayed in the kids cunt for a bit relaxing then he got real still. I knew what was happening. He asked the kids if he could feel that. The kid hesitated for a second then moaned a yes. Frank asked him what was he feeling. The kid response that he could feel a warm rush inside him. Frank said what do you think it is? The Kid said it as his piss. Frank asked “ What kind of piss ?”. The Kid said “ Chem piss “. Frank said “ Yes. Infected Chem piss”. Frank asked “ Where is it going?” The kid answered “ In my Worthless fag cunt, Sir”. Frank Pulled out, I scooped some of the Piss, cum and blood mixture with my fingers and pushed my fingers into the kids mouth. I told him to suck my fingers clean. Frank added a mark on the kids butt with an ‘ A ‘ on it.

Part 11 Others Started to take seconds at the kids ass or mouth. About that time Frank came in, I knew that was going to be epic when I saw the Huge AIDS filled cock You had to see Frank to appreciate what he looked like. He was tall and extremely skinny. His cock actually looked bigger than his arms or legs. He was the epidemy of wasting. He had a strange blister on hos cock, it looked like it had something in it. He said it was a rare form of Siflis. He said it would burst when he was in an ass and give them something extra. He said with all the other stuff he had it wasn’t worth taking anymore meds. He said that he was parting all day long and just took a point of Trimix so his hardon would be good for a while. He walked behind the Kid and checked his hole. He saw the marks on his ass and Frank looked down and saw his dripping stretched pink hole. He said “ You’ve been busy, Haven’t you? “. The Kid weakly said “ Yes Sir “. Frank looked under the kid and saw his hard cock dripping. Frank asked what we gave him to keep a nice hardon like that. We told him nothing but T and G, Lots of T. He smirked and said “ This Kid is a natural. He looks like a teenager and has a cock like that? Frank pulled out a baggie with a he shard in it, I figured Frank would crush it but instead he took it and pushed up in the Kids ass. Then worked hid thumb in to keep it there. The kids eyes sprung open and he said “Damn, That really burns. Take it out”. Frank said “ Just wait a few minutes, you will be enjoying it”. I knew what was about happen so I grabbed a couple bottles of poppers. They were slightly different and I knew from experience that these would hep open the kid and get him ready for what was about to happen. Frank said he could feel the Shard melting some. I could tell he intended on pushing what was left of it into the kids guts. I opened the bottles of Poppers and held them under his nose. Told him to inhale deeply thru his nose and hold it as long as possible. When he exhaled I told him to do it again and hold it longer. He did this two more times and I could tell that between the Meth and the Poppers he was flying. Franks cock had a bigger PA on it than I could remember. He pulled his thumb out and immediately put the head of his cock against the kids hole. He pushed his head in a little and then pulled back. The Kid let out a slight whimper. At that point Frank drove his entire twelve inches into the kid. The ki squealed like a pig and said “ Shit “, Frank replied “ Not today you don’t “. He actually got almost all of it up the kids ass. He pulled out so the PA could rip his hole then pushed back in. this time there was no stopping him until he had his low hanging balls slapping his ass. Frank said “ I can feel what is left of the shard. I just pushed it into your guts” I went around behind them and looked. His ballas were swinging hitting the Kids swollen ball sack. Frank was into some serous ass plowing as I watched. The Kids cock was not quite as had but was still it’s normal size and dripping precum while Frank wrecked his ass. Frank was rooting around making sure he got ever inch up the Kids ass. I looked at the Mirror and the Kids eyes were wide open, his mouth was open but nothing was coming out. Frank slowed his pace saying he didn’t want to cum to soon. He wanted to damage the kid more

Part 10 I told the guy up my ass to hold off until he fucked the kid and he said that was the plan, this was only a warm up for him. He said he was parting all day and had a few days worth of toxic cum to deliver. Mean while, The guy fucking the kids ass was shaking and said he was about to cum. I figured the guys cock would grow to it’s hardest and thickest at this point. My friend looked at me with a devilish grin and grabbed the Kids hips and yanked them back and pushed forward. At the same time I reached over and spread the kids cheeks. I could see the size and thickness of is this cock and it was impressive. At this position I could easily see that even that the root of this cock was trying to split the hole open. Both asses were impaled on pulsing cocks. The kid getting a load and the stranger getting a hot toxic load from my friend. The pulled back and the guy with the thick cock put a mark on the NEG side. I wondered if he realized if he was NEG he might not be after this evening. The guy with the skinny cock pulled out and said it was his turn. I pulled out and went to get the phone to Vid this. My friend beat me to it. He guy pushed his skinny cock into the kids mouth. With e video on his face I asked the kid if he could see the TAT next to the cock in his mouth, He mumbled “ Yes “. I asked him if he knew what that meant. The guy pulled out of his moths and the kid said “ I think it means he is toxic and is HIV+ “. The guys said correct. In this case I am very Toxic, to the point I probably have AIDS. I was teasing the kids ass and cock when the guy asked the kid is he wanted to get knocked up tonight. The kid whimpered “ Yes “. With that the guy went to the Kids ass and push into his sloppy stretched ass. The kid whimpered a little as the rough fucking stared, but soon was moaning like a Saturday night crack whore. My Friend got out his pile and started lighting it up. He offered some to and I took a couple hiits off it. I coughed the last one out, it told my friend “ Damn! This is really strong stuff “ , he asked me if the Kid wanted to try some. I told him to ask. The Kid said he could try. My friend told him to wait then inhale and hold it as long as he could. The kid held it for a few seconds then coughed it out. He took a second hit and this time held it for over a minute. I couldn’t believe that the kid could hold it that long. He told me that when he was n school he was on the swim team but I never put that together until now. The Kids eyes we as black as they could get. The guy fucking him said his ass clenched up a couple times and that it felt great. The kid stated repeating “ Fuck me. Stretch my hole. Rape me “. I knew the kid was converted to a chem whore at that point and soon would be a Toxic Chem Whore. The guy fucking him roared and slammed forward and sot in the Kids ass. He pulled out of the Kids ass and put a line on the POZ side of the ass and put what looked like an A in the middle of it. Others Started to take seconds at either the kids ass. About that time Frank cam in, I knew that was going to be epic when I saw the Huge AIDS filled cock

Part 9 . I asked the Kid if he was having fun, he said “YES”, I asked him if he wanted to stop now. He immediately said “ NO”. I told the kid that this would get him higher, he got a big smile on his face. I told the kid to get ready to see the stars. The one guy behind him handed the guy in front the Point. I swabbed the kids arm and was telling him when the Meth goes in he will have to Cough and his heart would race and not to be alarmed, The kid said OK. With that the guy put the point I the kids vein, pulled it back a little then Pushed the plunger forward and released the band on his arm. My friend was Videoing all this. I looked and the kid and his eyes opened wide. He started to cough and the guys immediately pushed him back down on the Fuck Bench. The one behind push is cock up the kids ass. He was enjoying the muscles in the kids ass massaging his cock while the kid was rushing. His partner offered the Kid his cock and the Kid eagerly swallowed all 8+ inches. No problem this time. Both were spit roasting the kid. They decided to switch places and the Kid gladly took the Cock that was just in his ass into his mouth. The other one was Fucking the kid like he wanted to ruin his ass.. The one in his mouth pulled out and asked if he liked the taste of his ass. The Kid said yes. I thought then this Kid was not converted to a true pig He would be eating ass before long. The one in his ass said he was getting close, the other one said “ Go ahead, Knock the bitch up “. With that he shoved deep as he could and stared coating his guts with a Toxic load. About the same time the guy held the Kids Head stared shooting cum down his throat. He pulled back so the kid could get a good tase of cum. He was lapping it up like starved dog. He guy pulled out the kids ass and reached for the marker and put two lines under the POZ mark and put a “+” sign behind the one. The both moved to a couch and started playing with each other. It was plain to see that they had history together. i walked over and put my cock in front of the kid, he opened his mouth and said ‘ Please “. I push my cock into his mouth balls deep. I noticed that with all the fun a couple other guys showed up. Both had their pants down and stroking. On had a very thick cock, not to long but really quick. The other guy had a very long pencil dick. He also had a Biohazard Tat above his cock. He was fingering the ass of the thick cock guy. I told them to step up. The guy with the thick cock got behind the Kid and stared pushing that thick piece of meat up the kid. You could tell he met some resistance but was working it in. My friend went around behind that guy and lined up his cock and pushed the head in his ass. My friend push the guy over a bit, grabbed the kids hips and plowed up the guy. His cock went to the hilt, the guys cock speared the kids ass to the hilt. Balls slapping on balls. The one guy grunted and the Kid gasped around my cock. My friend pulled back some and the guy went with him, impaled on his toxic cock. Then the guy went forward to push in the kid, he would go back and then forward. He was basically fucking the kid and then getting his ass fucked by the cock up his bum. My friend is a freak and can cum multiple times then he is parting. The other guy went around behind me and pushed a shard up my ass, then he pushed his pencil dick in me. It had been a while since I felt a skinny cock up my as, Between that and the shard I was in heaven. Nothing like a shins cock to arouse a rosebud. I was afraid the guy would cum in my ass, I wanted the kid to experience this joy. I told the guy up my ass to hold off until he fucked the kid and he said that was the plan, this was only a warm up for him. He said he was parting all day and had a few days worth of toxic cum to deliver.

My friend Steve had I went to a bachelor party for a friend of his(gay couple), I haven't seen Steve in awhile because I am married with children and he's not so having a chance to hangout and have a few beers sounded good to me plus my wife and kids were visiting her parents for the weekend. I knew who the bachelor party was for his name was Keith and his soon to be husband's name was Paul I had met them about a half of dozen times and they seemed to be cool people so when Steve asked me if I would go with him because he really didn't want to go by himself and if he wanted to leave I would be his excuse. Steve said that there wasn't going to be a lot of people there they were going to be having a bigger party next weekend. I knew that Steve was gay and that he had sex with a lot of guys that is how he had met Keith and Paul and he also worked with Keith, Steve is 54 years old 5'10 175-180 lbs and was good looking. Keith is in his mid 40's 6'1 220 and had a solid build, Paul was in his mid 40's as well 5'10 about 175 and he had a solid build to. The couple times that I had gone to their house they were very friendly and they had a nice place. It was a Friday night when Steve came and picked me up around 7 pm. As we were driving his boss must have called him at least 3 times before we got to Keith's place and when he hung up on the 3rd call he told me that they were having problems at his job and he hopes that the problem gets fixed because he wasn't going to sit on his phone all night. When we got to Keith's and pulled into the driveway it was around 7:30 and I didn't see any cars besides Keith's and Paul's car and 1 other car, I just figured that we were early maybe a few more people will come later. When we entered Keith's house him and Paul welcomed us, anytime that I had met or hungout with them they seemed to be more of a somewhat upper class people they always wore nice clothes, so when I had seen them Keith was wearing a T-shirt and a loose thin pair of shorts and Paul had just sweat pants on and they were kinda tight and it wasn't like you couldn't see the massive bulge he had. I never had any type of sexual feelings towards other guys I love my wife but like I said it wasn't that hard and see that he had a massive bulge. When we got into the living room Keith asked if we wanted anything to drink Steve said that he was driving so he wasn't going to have many drinks but he wanted to shot and a beer, Keith asked me and I told him that I wanted the same as Steve did. When I went to sit down I had to sit on the small 3 person couch because the recliner had some clothes on it and Steve had grabbed the other recliner so when I sat down Paul was already sitting down on the other end of the couch. When Keith came back in the living room he had a tray in his hand and started handing out the shots and beers he gave Steve his first and then he put the tray down on the table in front of the couch that I was on and I went to lean back so Keith could make his way around the table so he could sit down next to Paul but he said that I was ok where I was sitting. So leaned back up and when I did Keith had just turned towards me to hand me the shot and beer and when he had turned towards me his cock was inches from my face. His shorts were loose and very thin that I could see the head of his cock in his shorts and it looked like he had a fat head. I went to drink my shot but Steve put his shot glass up and said to the soon married couple and we all toasted then Keith said who wants another we all said sure. When Keith left the room Steve's phone had rang and when he looked at his phone he looked at me and got up and said he'll be right back I had a feeling that it was his boss. While Keith was getting our 2nd shot and Steve was on the phone Paul and I were talking and when Keith came back into the living room he asked where Steve was and I told them about the ride here and that they were having some kind of problem at his job and I had congratulated them on their upcoming wedding, then Keith said to me as he was handing me the shot glass so besides bringing yourself did you bring us anything or are you going to be our present and then he looked over at Paul with a huge smile and then Paul looked at me and said so are you going to be our present and they started laughing and said they were kidding. Even though they were laughing and said they were only joking from the look that Keith had gave Paul it didn't look like they were kidding but I just thought maybe they were kidding so the 3 of us were talking waiting for Steve to come back and when he did about 10 minutes later. When he came back I had my head on the back of the couch and I started feeling really warm and I was having trouble focusing everything around me was very hazy and I barely heard Keith and Steve talking even though they were in the same room they sounded like they were in a different room,I heard bits and pieces of the conversation so when I heard Steve say that it shouldn't take to long and if could I wait here until he comes back because he was going in a different direction so he really didn't want to drive me home and drive back this way so I remember mumbling and slurring my words but I ended up saying ok. Keith said to Paul why don't you walk Steve out and I will get the food ready for later on Paul said ok but with a confused look. When Paul and Steve were gone I tried to pull myself up so I wasn't leaning on the back of the couch but I was having so much trouble focusing that I couldn't then I felt something warm next to my ear and I heard Keith say are you ok and then he put his hand under my chin and turned my head towards him and when he did I felt his mouth over mine and it felt like my lungs were expanding as I could feel him blow into my mouth and then he stuck his tongue in my mouth and I didn't know what to do he had his weight on me and I couldn't pull myself up so I just let him kiss me. When he had pulled his mouth off mine I watched him put a glass pipe up to his mouth and lit it and the pipe started to fill up with clear smoke and then he took a huge hit off it then he leaned into me again and did the samething but this time my lungs expanded more and I could feel the smoke in my lungs and the more it was in my lungs and his mouth over mine I started to kiss him back, then I started to moan as I felt Kevin's hand going up my shirt and he started to use his fingers to rub and slightly tug on my nipple(having very sensitive nipples) I almost lost it as both of our tongues were now deep in each other's mouths. I never thought or imagine myself making out with another guy but here I was. When he pulled his mouth away he was still rubbing and slightly tugging my nipple then he whispered in my ear so can me,Dan and our roommate enjoy the present you brought us as I felt my hand lifting up and towards my right side and then he said and we can show you just how much we appreciate your gift as he put my hand up this shorts and when he did I just froze as he had put my hand on his very soft but huge thick cock. He had his hand over mine and he started to move our hands on his cock and said how does my huge thick cock feel in your hand then he said just imagine how 2 more that's just as big or even bigger and thicker than mine is then I let out a loud moan as he started to suck and bite right behind my ear(one of my hot spots). When Paul came back to the living room Keith was sitting up on the couch and I was laying my head was on the back of the couch and was having trouble focusing. I remember hearing Paul saying to Keith you must have put to much in his shots, Keith said no he didn't(pointing to me) it just hit him harder than he thought it would. Then Keith said it all worked out didn't it we didn't have to wait all night until Steve left he's gone now and he going to be gone for a couple hours just to drive to his job and back it's going to be at least 2 hours up and back and who knows what the problem at his job is it he could be quick or it's going to take him sometime to take care of it. Paul said to Keith I told Steve to call us when he finds out what the problem is then he said well at least we get to use him for a couple hours if not more, Keith said let's just hope that Nick gets home before Steve gets back if he even does come back but until Nick comes home we get to use him. I remember Paul putting something in my mouth then he told me to take a sip as he put the shot glass up to my mouth so I drank it. Then Keith said to me so tonight your going to be doing a lot of 1st like your 1st slam your 1st time with a guy or should I say 1st time with guys and 1st time having a cock down your throat and in that hole of yours. By now I was really feeling the g and I was feeling really horny I just started to mumble I don't even remember what I had mumbled. Then Keith stood in front of me and pulled me up in a sitting position and he pulled my shirt up and over my head and threw my shirt towards the recliner and then he leaned me back on the couch and then he lifted up my left leg and took my sneaker off then he pulled my pants down past my waist and my left leg out of my pants and did the same to my right leg. I remember the back of my head was on the back of the couch but when Keith pulled my pants down he had pulled me down more on the couch so I was laying halfway on the couch and my lower half of my body was just hanging off the couch. Paul had put the pipe up to my mouth and lite it as he told me to inhale and hold it until he tells me to exhale I had inhaled and I felt the smoke in my lungs when Paul took the pipe away I had inhaled a good amount and I was holding it in until he said exhale. I was holding it for about 30 seconds and was just about to exhale when he said ok and I just exhaled excepting a lot of smoke to come out but very little came out. Then they took their turn and when Paul took his turn and handed Keith the pipe Dan started to kiss me while filling up my lungs. I don't know how long they kept taking turns kissing me and filling up my lungs but I was so high and horny and I felt like I was floating in the air. My eyes were rolling in the back of my head and I couldn't keep them open. When I was able to open them and was able to focus I saw Keith standing in front of me and I thought that my eyes and mind was playing a trick on me because what I saw hanging down between his legs was this soft but huge thick cock with a fat mushroom head he had to be a good 12-14" and just as thick as a beer can and when Keith seen me looking at it he said wait till it gets nice and hard but I have to help so it does get nice and hard as he climbed up on the couch and moved in closer until my head was between his legs and he closed his legs until his knees were on the sides of my head. The way I was on the couch the back of my head was halfway on the back of the couch and halfway on the couch cushion so I was looking up and he had his fat mushroom head pointing straight down almost touching my nose. Then I felt my legs being lifted up and pushed back then I heard Paul say let's just see what this virgin hole looks like, he lifted my legs and pushed them back I could feel the cool breeze and it was blowing on the exposed virgin hole as he said oh yeah that is definitely a virgin hole. I couldn't see where Paul was but I imagine that he was standing at the end of the couch and he was between my legs because Keith was in my way then I my body jerked as I felt something cool and wet on and in my hole realizing that he was putting lube or something on and in my hole. Then I felt something start going in my hole it only went a couple inches but I felt it then the inside of my hole started to burn a little bit and when I felt I my hips slowly started to move around because of the burning sensation I was feeling. I remember asking them why does my asshole feel like it's burning and Paul saying don't worry it will go away. As my hips slowly started to move around Paul said oh yeah does that burning feel good and then I started to moan as I felt something in my hole start to slowly move around as it was moving back and forth as well as twisting and turning and could feel my hole slowly stretching. When I started to feel something moving around in my hole and started to moan Paul said do you like feeling my 2 fingers playing in your hole and then I lifted my head off the couch and let out a loud moan and when my head lifted up as Paul started to move his 2 fingers a little faster. I didn't see or realize that Keith had already started to bend his knees down so he can get the fat mushroom in my mouth so when my head lifted up he already had started to push it in mouth and he pushed it right past my lips and in my mouth. Once Keith got his fat mushroom head in my mouth the back of my head was back on the couch and he started to move up and down I could feel his cock start to get hard as his cock was moving back and forth in my mouth. He had a fat mushroom head that it was almost full in my mouth. As Keith felt the head of his cock in my mouth and he was moving back and forth he started moaning and saying oh yeah open that mouth and throat of yours then I felt his hands go on the sides of my head and he started to move my head up and down and when he was doing that I started to gag as I felt his mushroom head start to go a little deeper in my mouth. As much as I was telling myself to have them stop my mind and body was saying something else and it felt like I had no control over this situation because my mind and body was starting to enjoy it even though I was gagging and my tight hole had 2 fingers in it. When I started to moan Keith had moved back and his slightly semi hard cock came out of my mouth, then he leaned over to the end table and opened a small brown bottle and picked up a rag and turned the brown bottle upside down over the rag. Then he took the rag and covered my nose with it. When I breathed in my head started to spin and I felt hot. When Keith removed the rag he put his hands back on the sides of my head and started to move it up and down a little faster than he did the last time. I could feel the fat mushroom head in my mouth and I thought I was going to start gagging again but when I didn't and the head of his cock was a little deeper. As Keith was moving my head up and down on his cock I started to feel it getting bigger and thicker in my mouth and then I gasp when my hips jerked up really fast and out as I felt Paul moving his fingers deeper. Just as quick my hips jerk up and out and Paul's 2 fingers went deeper they came down just as fast and when they did I gasped again but this time I had took a big gasp as Paul's 2 fingers went deeper and he started to move them back and forth faster. When I gasped it hard Keith was moving my head up and he was pushing down I had sucked in the fat mushroom head of his now huge thick cock and then gagged and he just held my head in place as he had about 4" in my mouth. I remember thinking that there was no way I was going to take anymore than he already had in my mouth because even though his cock was completely hard his cock was already filling my mouth up and I had started gagging and choking again Keith moved back just a little and put the rag back on my nose and held it there as he started pushing the fat mushroom head in my mouth as I felt it going towards the back of my throat. I remember trying to move my hands up so I could push him back and when Keith felt my hands pushing him back with my hands on his legs he moved his body closer to the back of the couch and pulled my head up and I gagged and choked as I felt the head of his cock pushing up against the back of my throat. Then my legs and hips started to shake as I felt Paul's 2 fingers rubbing against my(found out later) prostate and as he was It felt like I had started to piss out of my hole as I started to have my first of many assgasim and as I was Paul's 2 fingers were going back and forth and as I was having an assgasim he had put a 3rd finger in and when he did he was twisting and turning them when he pushed them in and I grabbed my legs. The last thing I remember was I was gagging and choking my Keith's fat mushroom head as he was pushing up against the back of my throat and Paul's fingers were twisting and turning in my hole before everything went black. Part 2 coming soon. I hope that you have enjoyed the story so far. If you are let me know I have a couple others I can tell you about after I finish this one

Asher was away at college on his eighteenth birthday. After Skyping with his parents and catching a bite to eat with his friends at the food hall, he was on his brand new sniffies account. There were tons of guys online, a lot who wanted to talk a big talk, but no one was willing to host for Asher, or they ghosted him… He sat rock hard snd a bit desperate in his dorm room when he got a message from an anonymous profile. He tapped the profile, there was no picture, but Breeder was listed on position. ‘hey nice ass.’ The anomouys guy messaged referencing Ashers profile pic.. ‘Thanks.’ Asher Messaged back. ‘ whats a breeer.’ ‘Come over and I will show you.’ The guy messaged sending some pictures, the guy was hot, and had a large cock. He was kind of older, which Asher thought was hot. Asher sent back a few more of him naked, and of his smaller cock. ‘come over and lets fuck.’ Asher agreed and headed over to the guys place. It was a small house on the older side of town. The guy greeted him and let him in. He was only wearing his robe. He let it slid to the floor. “Get on your knees, and lets see what you got.” The man ordered. This was not what he was excepting, but daddy was so much hotter in person, he got on his knees and put the mans, at least nine in cock in his mouth. Right at his eye level the man had a tattoo, one of the hazard symbols. “Take more in your mouth and suck harder.” The man ordered looking down at Asher pulling his head towards his pelvious. Asher almost gaged, but took as much as the mans cock, as he pulled into Asher mouth. Asher adjusted himself. “Don’t touch yourself.” The man barked. Despite, the man being, hostile, aggrisve, and very domintate, Asher was very turned on, by it all. The man finally let Asher’s hair go. Asher wipped the slobber away from his mouth. “Whats that tattoo mean?” Asher asked. Asher asked assuming it had meaning by it’s placement. “Pull your pants down.” The man ordered, asher did, and the man turned him around. The man put the head off his cock, against ashers hole and pushed in teasing him. Asher moaned out. The man slowly strocked asher until he was about ready to cum which really didn’t take long, then he squeezed ashers head hard, and stopped him from cumming. He did this five times, By the time the man was done, his hole was so teased, and he was so horny he wanted the man to slide into him, right now, no condom. Ahser was starting to figure out what a Breeder was. “Do you want me to fuck you?” The man asked, asher nodded his head. “good, the tattoo means that I have Hiv.” He said bending asher over his couch, sliding in him. Asher’s heart pounded, the man had hiv? He moaned as the man enterted him. “Don’t don’t cum in me.” Asher moand out half hearted ly, he was so horny that deep down, he’d probably let the man cum in him if he wasn’t careful. “Ok.” The man wishpered, sliding deeper into Asher’s tight virgin hole. The man slowly opened ashers hole, and contiunted to bring asher to the edge of cumming and ruining it, the man knew Asher was as good as pozzed, that almost caused the man to do it right then and there, but first to get consent, which wasn’t far away now. “Please sir let me cum.” Asher begged his hole body trembling under the man. “I think you know what it’s going to take for me to let you cum.” The man said coldy, Asher looked at him confused. “I want to cum in you.” The man smirked at asher. Asher gulped. “Ok as long as you let me cum.” Asher whined. The man slid out of asher, and moved him to the couch. He laid asher on his belly, and laid on top of him, sliding in him fast enough to make Asher cry out. “You’re a nasty, little cumdump arnt you.” The man said as he started to slam into asher. “Yes sir.” Asher said as his heart started to race again, the pleasure was beyond anything he had ever thought possible. He gladly moanded as the man slid in and out of him. “Do you want me to poz you?” The man grunted. “Yea poz me.” Asher moaned, not quite sure what that meant. The man slammed into Asher harder, and harder. “Ohh fuck here it comes you worthless whore.” The man slid in to asher and his dick started to throb. “Your going to cum in me!” Asher exclaimed as the pussling got harder, accomaned by wet feeling in his ass. He moaned out, with each pump of the cock. Ashers cock was trobbing now, realzing that Pozzing meant to give him Hiv. “Ohh fuck your giving me hiv.” Aher moaned as he started to cum all over the mans couch, his little cock tobbing against his torsoe. “Such a good little worttles whore you are.” The man said as he started to fuck asher again. The man grunted fucking his cum in and out of Asher’s fertile hole. “Oh I bet your so fertile.” The man grunted. “Fertile?” Asher asked, his heart pounding again, his cock getting hard again at the use of a term that could only apply to a woman. “As in I ripped you open, and now, I’m fucking my toxic Viral load into hard. The man grunted as he fucked another load into the newly pozzed bottom. He slid out, took the boys number, texted him, and sent him on his way. Texting his poz friends, getting them ready to breed a new ass.

Wow! Not only have you experienced challenges in your life, you are an articulate writer, too. You deserve to be happy and fulfilled. Thanks for sharing your perspective here.

Just had a scene that made me cum really hard. I’m on vacation in Palm Springs, and I’ve been off prep for four days. I’ve been topping. But today at the pool this stunning guy was swimming and staring at me on my lounger. Finally he got up and walked over and sat. Young, muscular black guy with the scariest cock I’ve seen in a while. Beautiful, but nearly beer can and long. He said we should go to my room we did, and he ended up wanting to fuck me. I asked him what his status was. He said neg. I asked about prep. He said baby, I never bottom, don’t need it. I got really turned on. He struggled a bit getting the first five inches into me, he was so fat. He held for a moment, then just rammed the last four inches in at once. It hurt so much I yelled. Then he started pounding away and it started to feel amazing. After about twenty minutes he said he was going to cum, and he buried it deep and hard and blew. A lot. When he finally pulled out there were streaks of my blood on his cock and on the sheets. So his sperm are definitely in my blood. And who knows what else?

Paraphrasing the Blues artist Lattimore, "I may be old. But I'm not cold. I STILL know how to bury the bone!" ONE of the things I would go back in time and tell my younger self would be NOT to discount a man because of his age!

My first anal - safe or bareback? My first anal .. I HAVE TO BE CLEAR ON THAT... That was my 1st time having sex with somebody else. And I was young... green as grass... still complety wett behind the ears and everyday horny as hell and thinking of having sex 24 hours a day. I wanked 4 till 5, 6 times a day creaming/marinating my nob with my cum to get that lovely heavy cock smell. My 1st time having sex was all the way and fully bareback. No condoms where mentioned... hell I did not even think of them. Because I was sooo horny focused on sex I probably gave the vibe off to men, gays. I got seduced by a much older/senior 60+ gay slimm redhead guy. It was thrilling, scary en soo fucking horny that first time. And because it was bareback.... and all the sex i had after that was bareback (it was the 1970 ties) I got so used in having bare sex. I never ever carried condoms with me and allmost no one asked me to weare one.

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Searching for Answers After their experience with the Crone and the Deep Forest trials, Dimitrios and Conrad went back home. Both felt changed, altered, but neither knew how or why. Over the course of the next year to eighteen months, they grew more apart, unable to live in the same home but somehow still linked by their shared history and long friendship. Finally, they decided to take a sabbatical from their professional lives and travel the world. Neither of them needed to work for money, as both men had ample—Dimitri’s was actually more like vast—trust funds and decades of lucrative investments. Conrad had been thinking of starting his own small, boutique HIV practice anyway and Dimitri had a younger brother who was eager to prove his worth in the family business. And so it was decided, a year or two of sabbatical and they would return and Conrad would start his own practice and Dimitrios would return as company president or senior board advisor, and both would only do the professional work that interested them. At first their trip was nothing but frustrating to their larger goal of understanding what was happening to them. Prague was its usual festival of gay visitors and its crop of young men fed Dimitri’s growing obsession with small blonde twinks and muscle twunks. Conrad was less happy, as his sexual conquests increasingly tended towards slender, wiry, lean, muscly, men with darker skin and hair. To add to the aura of frustration for both men, the Crone was no where to be found and no one had ever heard of anybody called—or nicknamed—the Great Stag. And so, given the general direction of their experiences, they figured they should go to the epicenter of Euro kink: Berlin. After just a few weeks, both men were more content, as the city was filled with eager, young German and Scandi blondes for the Greek Muscle God and, well, the WASP Jock Doc was getting an ample serving of Latino, Spanish, and gorgeous Turkish butt. And then their luck really started to change. One night as they were about to leave Prinzknecht, a hot short muscly red-headed barback with a fantastic ass approached them. “Ur Dimiti an’ Coanrad, reit? he asked with an adorable Scottish accent. Both men got hard: here was a boy they could agree on. But he handed them an envelop, the smell of patouli wafting off of it. “A’ old granmither gave me ‘tis fur ye’se.” The note was from the Crone, telling them to go to the fist party the next Sunday at Böse Buben private clubhouse. And yes, since you’re all wondering, red-headed Rory was a fantastic fuck, eager for as much Greek and American cock and fist as he could get the rest of the two years they lived in Berlin. ### Timmy’s Rosebud Conrad finally stopped fucking the boy, driving his big cock in and filling the boy as deep as he could with potent chempiss. After Dimitri gave the boy a huge piss load, Conrad slipped several giant rocks in the boys hole. He grabbed one of his signature inflable plugs, positioning it so that it as it inflated it would block and stretch the boys outer opening forcing the piss in deeper and eventually entering Timmy’s second hole. “Daddy’s gonna pump this up, because you want that daddy chempiss deep inside you making you feel good,right?” Conrad demanded. Timmy, smiled dreamily, already feeling the healing powers of the potent chems to his sore hole, “Yes daddy, I love the chempiss, want it deep inside my boyhole.” Conrad smiled, “Tell me when it hurts. Do daddy proud through, show me what a little man you are, and let me stretch a bit before you ask me to stop.” Timmy agreed and Conrad began to pump. Of course, by design, Conrad didn’t hear Timmy ask him to stop until the twink had asked the third time, his breath catching as the football-shaped plug began stretching both pf his holes at once while pushing the huge piss load deep inside. Conrad looked down, “I’m confused boy, not thirty minutes ago you were begging me to stretch your hole and hurt you. Was that a lie?” Timmy was confused—he could barely remember five minutes ago let alone thirty—but then he vaguely remembered those moments. “No sir, that’s what I said.” “Good,” Conrad said, “You’re going to get three more pumps.” He smiled at Dimitri who was loading up the pipe. They both knew if the boy kept quiet Conrad would only give him two. This time. Timmy struggled and gasped, but didn’t say a word and he thanked Conrad profusely for giving him only two more. Dimitri settled in beside the kids head, and started feeding him the pipe. Once the kid was flying, Conrad had him get up and kneel on the bed, ass up and chest flat. He cried out but again kept his mouth shut as the change in his body’s geometry forced the big load of piss and the big plug a bit deeper in his hole. The two top men lay on the bed to relax, the pump to the boy’s plug within easy grasp of either man. For the next sixty minutes, they stretched the boy, waiting until the drugs kicked in and Timmy began to want it. This happened on cycles of about around seven minutes, depending on how many pumps of air the boy took. Conrad invariably gave three or four, Dimitri two. From time to time, right after a big stretch, one of the two men would go down and praise him for being a good boy then feed him deep lungfuls of the pipe. Once the boy was really flying, he re-entered his subspace, his mind focused only on his hole. And now he begged them to stretch and use him. And so Conrad did, pumping the plug up until it was stretching the boys outer ring almost as big as his supernatural knot, pumping until the sound of Timmy begging to be used became grunts and little cries of pain. Conrad did this until Timmy was rigid, his whole body shaking. Conrad held the boy like this for five minutes, and saw that Dimitri’s giant cock was hard as steel and he could have sworn he saw a faint red glow on his tattoo. His own cock was like iron, and he knew what his beast wanted—to slam the boy and keep stretching until he was weeping. But the boy was Dimitri’s, and so Dimitri was ultimately in charge: Dimitri would be the boys first slam. Instead Conrad did the next best thing, in his view of things anyway. He deflated the toy until it was the size of a fat zucchini. He squirted a bunch of laced up lube in—the boy was dehydrated and had reused his top men’s urine moisture for his own body’s needs—and he gently fucked the boys second hole. He positioned the inflatable football plug so the widest part was inside the boys second ring, shoving the security base right up to the outside of the first hole. He then dumped a 1/2 gram of Tina in the boy, right and left of the toy. And Conrad began to pump. Timmy kept himself under control for far longer than Conrad had expected. As the toy began the long slow stretch—Conrad was waiting a few minutes between stretches—Timmy pulled his own asschecks apart, making cries of ecstacy, rocking his ass back and forth like he did when he was into a fuck. But the stretch was inexorable, and Timmy began to struggle, but still he merely grunted, forcing his chest down against the bed. Dimitri came and whispered in the boys ear, and then obediently the boy ground out, “Please doc, hurt me, daddy, stretch me hard. Destroy my pussy.” Dimitri gave the boy four big hits of poppers and nodded at Conrad. Conrad started pumping steadily, leaving just a few seconds between pumps. Timmy struggled and began to moan, so Dimitri gave him another four hits of poppers. Once those kicked in, Conrad started pumping as hard and fast as as he could, taking the boy from moans to keens to screams. Once the boy was screaming at the big stretch he stopped and waited. Dimitri forced the boy towards calm—his face was alternating between bliss and agony—and fed him four more hits. Conrad started tiny little stretches while Dimitri gave the boy hit after hit on the pipe. Conrad stopped, and admired his handiwork. The boy was rigid, sweat dripping off his body and his surprisingly large eighteen-year-old boycock streamed precum and piss. His eyes were screwed up tight, and he was just moaning and groaning, lost between pain and his desire to have his hole used. The big toy was stretching the boy’s outer hole about an inch and half less than Conrad’s own big supernatural knot, which meant the inner hole was stretched about two inches more. From time to time his entire body would shake as his involuntary muscles tried to make the toy unwelcome. One this happened Dimitri would reach around, making sure sure the toy didn’t move. Finally, after several more rounds of poppers the boy relaxed, his chest went low and he regained his perfect arch. Dimitri loaded up the pipe and made the boy do cloud after cloud. Then,he gave him six huge hits of poppers. “Beg me to use you, Timmy, beg me to use your hole,” Conrad demanded as he started big hard quick pumps. “Please daddy use me, hurt me, use me Daddy,” Timmy chanted. When the toy was truly huge in the boys hole—his outer ring stretched tight and wide, about a full two inches of additional circumference, and his inner ring an agonizing two more as well—both considerably larger than Conrad’s cock—Conrad stopped. Dimitri fed the boy poppers and more tina, until the boy could handle the pain. It was a just barely handled state, though, Timmy occasionally jumped and gave small keening sounds, crying “Fuuuuuck, big stretch, fuuuck.” Conrad set the little timer they kept in the room to eight minutes. When the eight minutes were up Conrad ordered, “Show your Daddy Dimitri how much you want his fist, beg him to cloud you up so I can stretch you more.” The kid struggled inside his mind, but soon the drugs took over and he begged Dimitri for more drugs. Dimitri gave him four huge clouds, making him hold them in as long as he could. Then he gave the boy four big hits of poppers as Conrad began to pump, counting. When he got to three pumps the boy started screaming, so Conrad went to six and just stayed still. The boy was flawless in his suffering, still holding his ass high but his upper body undulated and writhed on the bed. He could almost see with his wolf sight the war in the boys head, as Timmy struggled to accept what he clearly craved. Conrad gave the boy two more pumps, the screaming started again, and then stopped and the boy dropped his chest, and offered his ass, despite the rigid body his limbs stayed and Timmy gave deep moans. Dimitri laughed and came over to Conrad and grabbed the ball, “You just made me a fisting pig, my love, thank you.” Conrad gave the boy more hits of the pipe and dozens of hits of poppers. In the end, Timmy was able to take another eight pumps before the screaming started again. Dimitri pushed him, and the boy got himself under control enough that he took three more. His little hole was stretched so, so wide, and Dimitri held him at the giant stretch until the screaming stopped. But now instead of submission the boy was shaking as he tried to push it out, crying out, “Oh fuck, daddy.” Dimitri gave him two more until he screamed, counting aloud back from sixty and then paused to admire the hot suffering twink, his hole unnaturally wide and tight around the plug and his abdomen distended. As he deflated the toy, the boy stayed in place as if frozen, and then seconds later assumed the position of submission. Conrad threaded the toy out and squirted in the most heavily laced lube of their arsenal. Dimitri greased up his huge right hands and forearms to his elbow with thicker lube and dumped a gram of Tina in his palm and made a big square fist. Conrad was over stroking the boys facing him, cooing “Such a good boy, so proud of you,” as he fed him a load of piss. The boy looked up at Conrad as if worshipping a god—which, to be honest, he was—and Dimitri paused until the boy had drank the load. Conrad moved the boy closer to the edge, his ass facing the back, and in a position where Dimitri could kneel beside the bed, his biggest fist at the boys ass, and his hands able to hold the boy by his torso or throat. Dimitri knelt and smiled. The boy was truly perfect for him. He leaned in and kissed him on the head, calling him such a good boy. The boy melted, his face nuzzled in the man’s huge bicep. “Did you like it when we stretched your little boypussy with that inflatable?” Dimitri demanded. The boy blushed slightly, but he said solemnly, “I loved it Daddy, it hurt sometimes but I loved it. Hurt me again Daddy, hurt me until I like it, please.” Dimitri smiled, and said, “Sure thing, pig boy, Daddy loves to do that too. Timmy started moaning, as he felt the big square fist being shoved up his hole, Dimitri holding his torso in place. Dimitri pushed into the molten depths of his new prize boy until he was knocking at the door of Timmy’s second ring. It was too fast and too deep for anyone’s first fisting, but Dimitri needed the boy to give him even more submission, even more of himself, than the boy had given Conrad. Dimitri froze, enjoying the boys visible struggle and the feeling of the boys fiery colon’s struggle to take his big arm. Once the struggle ceased, Timmy made a loud, deep, groan. Then he started making little noises of pleasure. Dimitri stuck his thumb out, into the boys second ring, and started making sensual circular motions. After a few minutes of this the boy was working up into a frenzy, and Dimitri started pushing the big pile of Tina in his palm into the deeper hole. Within seconds, Timmy was starting to try to fuck himself on Dimitri’s huge fist. Dimitri stopped him, grabbing him by the throat, and slid his hand out. “What do you need, slut?” Dimitri demanded. “Oh daddy, stretch me,” Timmy cried. “Gladly, slut,” Dimitri replied, sliding back in until again, he was at the boys second hole. Over the next thirty minutes, Dimitri’s fist entered and exited Timmy’s hole smoothly, until the hole began to loosen. Timmy was in a frenzy, enjoying the ride, cooing and moaning like the bitch in heat he’d become. Soon, Dimitri was punching the boy, keeping the experience smooth for the recently deflowered virgin. Dimitri punched the boy until his pussy was wet and sloppy, lube flying out with every punch. Timmy was a natural-born punch pig, begging his daddy to go harder, deeper, and crying out, “More sir, more sir.” Dimitri kept this up for a while, until his hardest punches could go in smoothly and the boy was lost in pleasure. Dimitri nodded at Conrad, who had been lying back and stroking his rock hard cock, and Conrad came over. He lubed up his hands and arms, going past his elbow. He dumped one half gram of Tina in his palm and closed it, making a big fist. Like his cock, Conrad’s fists were big and rectangular, a good half inch wider than his husbands, and his forearms were wide and flat, with very wide wrists. He was about to show Timmy what a punishing fisting felt like. Dimitri drove in and then used his fingers to flutter in the boys second ring. Timmy was in ecstasy, “Oh yea, Daddy, I need deep stretch, please, daddy.” Dimitri smiled and pulled out. “Reach back and show me your hole, and beg me to fist you deep, little pig,” Conrad commanded, sitting down behind the boy. As the boy immediately did as instructed, Dimitri grabbed a bottle of poppers, and got down by the boy, feeding him several big hits. As the poppers kicked in, Conrad drove his fist in until it was at the boys second ring. The boy was rigid and silent for a moment as his body absorbed the wide arm. He moaned and said, “Oh fuck, doc, oh fuck, so big.” Conrad gave the boy a minute, then he said “Beg me to destroy your cunt.” Conrad immediately started flicking Tina from his palm into the boys second ring. Timmy gave a little cry at the sudden burn, then he lowered his chest flat and said, “Oh god yes, please daddy, destroy my pussy, cunt me daddy.” Conrad obliged, popped his huge fist into the boy, until the muscle of the little ring closed around his his wide wrist. Timmy’s mouth opened in a silent howl. Conrad gave the boy a minute and nodded at DImitri. Dimitri gave the boy six big hits, and as the boy exhaled the sixth hit, Conrad pulled his fist out of the boy completely. Within seconds the little pig was begging for Conrad to destroy him again. And so Conrad did, driving smoothly into the boy past his second ring time after time until the boy was taking punches like the little whore he was. It didn’t take long for Dimitri to want to join in the fun, so he greased up his arm and they took turns. Soon they were changing angles, making sure the boy took their fists in all directions, stretching the hole wide and deep. The boy was doing extremely well, begging and pleading for me. Finally, Dimitri whispered, “Punish that boys pussy.” And held up his fist and made a twisting motion. Conrad nodded and Dimitri grabbed a gram vial and when Conrad pulled out, Dimitri dropped the pussypowder in. Conrad started punching it in until he felt it take affect, the boys hole undulating around him. He drove his fist into Timmy’s second ring and began to twist and turn while pulling in and out. Timmy started yelling and flopping about and Dimitri held him down, as Conrad started to use the same motion while going deeper. Suddenly, the boy stopped flopping, and Conrad pulled straight out and then started doing the same thing to his second ring, Timmy immediately started crying out, “Oh fuck daddy, punish me, punish me, cunt meeee.” Conrad kept this up for a good twenty minutes, before going back to straight punching. The torturous twisting had made the boys hole wide open and Conrad was able to go several inches deeper, until he was about two to three inches inches above his elbow. Then Dimitri took over, going in deep and dropping another quarter deep in Timmy ‘s guts. Dimitri’s arms were longer, but easier to take as they were relatively narrow behind his wrists and tapered out. Timmy thrilled at the way the big forearms stretched his hole as they went in. For a solid three hours they fisted the boy, and while Dimitri got him to take his elbow, the boy couldn’t take Conrad’s wider, square arms nearly as deep. They finally decided to take a break, and lay on the bed, Timmy between them. Each of the big men pounded the boy again, making him beg for their toxic loads. They then spent an hour or two cuddling, slowly fucking him when they let Timmy stuff their cocks into his hole. They constantly praised him, his body, and what a good boy he was. Stroking and kissing him, and sometimes fingering him gently. Timmy was still incredibly horny and the two men’s prescience made him what them to use him again. But they refused, being gentle and kind. It was now well into Saturday afternoon and so Conrad gave the boy half of a sleeping pill—giving him some piss to help wash it down. After Timmy drank both their loads of piss, they put him in a bed in one of the spare bedrooms with a big buttplug lodged in his ass. Timmy fell asleep almost immediately—he never taken a pill before—and Conrad and Dimitri went to rest in the master bedroom.

Isn't it funny, I go to the sauna with intentions to spend all day there and struggle to get a decent fuck. But then, like on Sunday, I go but can only stay there an hour or so, and there's cock and arse everywhere! I woke up on Sunday morning feeling horny as fuck. I was due to go to a family Sunday lunch at 4pm, parents, brother and his wife and their boys, an aunt and her husband, that kind of thing, so I thought I'd drop by the Greenhouse early afternoon on the way. The car park was pretty full when I got there, promising I thought. After showering I headed down into the cellar. I could feel bodies but couldn't see anything as it's so dark down there. Feeling my way across to the sling I bumped into a couple of guys, exchanged gropes of cocks and arses, then found that there was a guy in the sling. Chubby guy, thin hard cock, felt his hole, quite wet. I'd got a new bottle of poppers, good stuff from Holland. I take a good sniff and as my head begins to fly I kneel down and press my tongue into his hole. I taste lube, cum, arse, it's such a dirty taste, so hot. I slurp the mess from his ring, lick down his crack, more cum and fuck knows what else. A guy pushes past me, shoves his cock into the bottoms hole, I feel the tops balls and sweaty arse crack, I feel the tops hole, he's wet too. I leave them to fuck and move toward the bench, I can see shapes now my eyes have become accustomed to the dark, I lie forward, resting my arms on the bench. Only seconds later a finger feels between my arse cheeks, finds my lubed hole. Then the anonymous shape is pressing an anonymous cock head into me, he's not too big, just right to open me up. I pull my cheeks apart to let him get deeper, squeezjng my hole around him. He fucks maybe a minute but then he's gone, too many guys here not ready to cum, but I like to feel them inside me. A guy reaches under me, grabs my Viagra enduced hardness, roughly pulls my cock too far back so he can try to suck it, hurts but I like being hurt. I stand and spin around, grab his balls, kiss his mouth, our teeth clash in the dark, tongues fight, he tastes of cigarettes and mints. He turns around offering me his arse. I push in, he's tight. I spit on my hand and wet his hole before shoving in harder, my cock driving through his muscle. He rears back, I know it's hurting him but I keep on pressing into him. He pulls away, too big he tells me, he melts into the dark. I cross the room, a guy comes up behind me, takes a nipple between his fingers, I rest my head against his face as he squeezes, twists. He bends me over the bench, pushing a nice large cock into my hole. It hurts as it opens my ring, his cock head driving through the tissues inside my arse. I think he was black, coarse curly pubes press against my cheeks. He said he wanted to cum, did I want his load? I said yeah He said where? inside you? I said yeah please So he fucked. Serious deep strokes, goes on for ages. My hole had dried, but I was enjoying the friction, I knew I would be sore later. I was thinking he may not cum after all, but then he asked for my poppers, stopped with his cock buried deep inside me, handed me the poppers back and I take deep sniffs and squeeze my arse around him. Then the real fucking starts. He really goes for it, savage deep anonymous shagging, so intense, I'm hitting the bench hard with each thrust, I'm hurting but loving it. Then his hard deep thrusts, 5 maybe 6, he growls as he shoots his cum deep, filling my bowels, sharing his seed. He pulls out, I'm on my knees in an instant, sucked him clean, loving the taste of his cum and my arse. Grabbing his towel he's gone into the dark. I'm knackered! I put my towel around me, my cock hard still, I head upstairs, into a cubicle, lay my towel on the bench. Leaving the door open I lay on my front and doze… Later, not long I don't think, there's a hand on my arse, a finger in my crack. I press back. His weight on the bench behind me, a damp towel thrown between me and the wall. He pulls my hips, I get the message and kneel up, he shuffles to me. I huff my poppers, my head spins with tingles of excitement. His cock is in my arse crack, he can't seem to get it right. I reach behind me, his cock is warm, fat, uncut. No condom. I move it to my hole, guide him, pressing back when it's in the right place. The head goes in, I'm so wet with the last guys load. He pushes forward, hands on my hips, holding me, pulling me, he slides deeper. I feel his shaft travel through my muscle, I so love the feeling of it, his hard cock entering my hole. I reach behind me. His pubes are shaved but stubbly, his balls nice and large, I love to feel my hole as a cock is stretching it open. He's long! His cock hits the back of my rectum before his balls hit my hole. I take more poppers, rest my head on my hands on the bench, my arse in the air, loving the feelings. He starts the fuck, pulls out, drives straight back in, again and again, it hurts when he bottoms out in me, he rams the wall every time he drives into me. I wonder if it's bruising something inside. I love the hurt, I want him deeper. He pulls out completely a few times, punching back through my sphincter, he's so fucking good. He shifts his angle, his cock bashes my prostate, it's painful but hot. Then something gives way inside me, I feel his scratchy pubes press against my arse cheeks. He's found my inner ring, his cock head is pushing through on every thrust, the sensation is awesome. He's getting faster, breathing heavily, he pulls out and grabs me, turns me over and pulls me to the edge of the bench where he's now standing. Pulls my ankles onto his shoulder, finds my hole again and is back inside my body, leaning over me. His sweat drips onto my chest. I'm almost folded, he fucks harder, deeper, punching my intestines, he holds my thighs, controlling my body as he pistons in and out. I cum, my cock untouched, I shoot over my stomach, it seems such a long cum as my arse cannot clench closed, it clenches his cock shaft, that seems to send him over the edge. He cries out, I more imagine than feel his cum but he must have shot 7 times, his cock buried deep inside me, his semen infiltrating deep into my body. My hole becomes wet, I know it's now leaking around his cock shaft. He collapses onto me, sweat and my cum between us. Just one word - thanks - and he pulls out and stands, pulling his towel back. As he turns I notice his tattoos, the Scorpion on his left arse cheek looks old, the bio-hazard on his right cheek is fresh, not long healed… Then he's gone.

If he doesn’t want to cum, then I respect that. But my God, if I have put all my energy into fucking him and working him over, and he has fulfilled all of my needs, I’d like to reward him with an orgasm of his own. However he wants it. I’m never selfish enough to leave him hanging if he wants to get off. Of course there are times where I can tell it’s just a pump and dump, and he’s got others lined up to fuck him after me. But if it’s been a one on one session and it’s gone on for hours, he’s been on the edge for a long time anyway. If he lets me, it’s part of my own reward to get him off and watch him and feel him while that orgasm builds and he then spews his load all over.

1. Aiden I first saw Jay on a Friday night, early October. I was out at a club, standing by the side of the dance floor, watching the endless parade of bright young things. Tonight, it seemed a little more college boys, a little less desperate twenty-something actors. I didn't really care that much about the crowd. It was a mixed night, and I was already too busy defending myself against horny drunk girls, much less trying to separate the gay boys from the straight men. But first, I should probably back up and introduce myself. I'm Aiden. I'm fifty years old, and I've been in that other industry since I was twenty. We never call it anything other than "The Industry," if we even call it anything at all. Activists might call it "sex work" in an effort to give it legitimacy or make it seem more glamorous than it really is. But there is nothing glamorous about the life of a boy selling his body. In order to survive, you must become someone not quite human. You must become a creature who just enacts the core human emotions like empathy, love, and care. You can't survive with real emotions. I was one of the lucky ones. I grew up and graduated. I'm no longer one of the boys. I'm a pimp, and now I get to own the boys. It's not an accident that we call it owning; it's about as close to slavery as it gets these days. It sounds cruel, but I believe it is better this way. It's easier on the boys in the long run if they understand that they are possessions, things to be bought and sold, passed around and shared. The entire process is easier for a bottom, of course. They already understand that they are just vessels for another man's pleasure. Yeah, I said man there. It's a straight boy's fantasy to be paid by women for sex. It. Does. Not. Happen. For men, the Industry is only about man on man, and the sooner a so-called straight boy figures that out, the better for him. In the Industry, we call that process "breaking a boy." The best of us pimps can do it in our sleep. Once you get the hang of it, it's easy, and for me, it came naturally. Of course, it's never easy for the boy. It is always a struggle for a boy to accept his position in the Industry. Back to the night at hand. I had a vodka and cranberry in my hand; I had been nursing it slowly enough that the ice had melted, leaving it weak and watery. I was waiting for the boys to start to approach me. It might take a second or third drink, but they always did. They might claim to be straight, but it didn't matter. Straight boys don't approach fifty year old men in a club. Only gay boys do, and those are only the ones with serious daddy issues. Jay approached me right as I was thinking about ditching my drink and getting another one. The first thing I noticed was his glasses. It was unusual to see a guy out at the club with glasses, much less the striking blue frames he had on. The second thing I noticed was that he was holding a drink. I wondered how he had gotten the drink; he barely looked old enough to fuck, much less to be able to get a drink. No doubt he had a fake ID. Before I got him naked, I'd have to see his real ID. "Hi," he said. "Hi," I replied. I smiled, letting him see my teeth. "Having a good night?" "Yeah," he said. "First time here. It's great." "Cool. I'm Aiden," I said. "Jay," he replied. He held out his hand, and I shook it. His skin was soft and warm. He had an easy life and hadn't gained the rough skin and calluses of manual labor. "You here alone? Or are you with friends?" "I was here with friends. But I seem to have lost them." He looked around again, in a feeble effort to find them amidst the crowd. "I was talking to a girl, and I guess they moved on." I tried not to laugh. He may have been talking to a girl, but that wasn't what he really needed. "Cool. What happened to her? She still around?" "Somewhere," he said, looking around the club again. He focused on the dance floor, and pointed someone out. "There she is. The Asian chick." I followed his finger the best I could. There was a cute Asian girl; dressed in a way that screamed money. I looked Jay over again. She wasn't completely out of his league. At about 6'1", he was a few inches taller than me and his tight graphic t-shirt showed off his muscular body well. But, even from the few words we had exchanged, I could tell he was still young, naive and unfamiliar with talking to girls. "She's cute," I said. "You like Asian girls?" "I dunno," he said. "It all depends on the girl." "What do you like?" "Oh. You know. A little shorter than me. Not too big. Not really a breast man." Or, I thought, he likes his girls boyish. It was already clear that he liked his men to be daddies. "I need another drink," I said. "You want one?" "Yeah, that would be great." "This way," I said. He followed me to the bar. "How long have you been in LA?" I asked as we got in line. "A little over a month," he said. "I'm a freshman at USC." I wasn't surprised. He had the good looks of someone who had spent his entire life never worrying about money. He anticipated my next question. "I grew up outside of Denver." He also had the rugged build of someone for whom the outdoors was easy to get to. "What about you?" "Been here for too long," I said. "Moved here when I was eighteen. Grew up in rural Missouri." I didn't want to give too many details. It was my job to know everything about his life; it was just as important that I remain an enigma to Jay. "What do you do?" "I work in the industry." He didn't need to know which industry it was; I knew he would assume it was the entertainment industry. That was not too far from the truth. "Oh cool. I want to be a producer." "A lot of my good friends do that." Despite changes in social mores, Hollywood was still surprisingly old-fashioned. At least once a week, a producer would call me needing a "new friend" for some celebrity needing some play time without the tabloids finding out. Or they wanted something more reliable than what they could find themselves. The line was moving quicker than I expected. It wasn't long before we were nearly there. "What are you drinking?" I asked. "Are you even old enough to be drinking?" "Well. My ID says I am. And it's a vodka and soda." "Good answer," I said. "For both." I'd really have to see his ID before anything happened. I didn't worry about alcohol. No one would prosecute for just giving an under-age kid a drink. But sex, well, that was a totally different story. "Two Grey Goose and soda." "Nice," Jay said. "Been drinking well tonight." This was almost like shooting fish in a barrel. I would show him a little bit of the good life, and get him used to it. "I'm here on a scholarship," he continued. He had pulled it off well. But then I looked him over again. The subtle flaws that I had missed when I had first examined him were obvious now that I knew to look for them. The shirt, although fashionable, had the awkward drape I associated with a knock-off. His glasses were the same: the color wasn't perfect, and there were some hard edges to the design that I associated with a cheap chain store. Call it Lenscrafters chic. The barrel just got smaller, and the fish bigger. It would be easier than I expected. I handed him his drink. "Cheers," I said. He didn't flinch from my gaze as we clinked glasses. "To success," I said, not specifying what success constituted. I was already running through a list of old friends of mine who would want to have first crack at the young man's ass. "Success," he replied. He was smiling; I wondered what success meant for him tonight. In the end, it didn't really matter what he wanted. So much of what I was going to do with him was going to be about teaching him what he wanted. Yeah, there would always be that initial spark of desire from him; he had shown it in spades. But there was a lot I was going to get to teach him, and in turn, mold it into a core part of not just his sexuality, but also his own identity. We took a sip of our drink, and scanned the crowd. It was a busy night, and on the dance floor, beautiful members of both sexes were out having a good time. As the night wore on, more of the boys were shirtless. Not only that, more of them no longer cared who they were grinding against. It could have been a girl, it could have been a boy. "Fun night," Jay continued. I nodded in agreement. My pocket buzzed. The vibration was just enough to set off my dick. I had been keeping my thoughts high and abstract. But the sudden stimulation jerked me back to the present, and I wondered what his green eyes would look like, staring up at me as his lips were wrapped around my cock. "One second," I said, and pulled out my phone. "Crystal ParTy tonight," it began. It was from my friend ****, who was just as his messages. "One am. Intercontinental, Rm 1902. Bring yourself. Bring a good boy. Bring a friend." "Looking forward. I've got both." I texted back. "$ounds good. eVeryThing covered here." My dick throbbed again. Jay was going to get quite the introduction tonight. I turned to the young man, even if it meant looking up at him. "Friend is having a party. Wanna come with me?" "Where?" he asked, but even in the dim light, his pupils dilated enough to be noticed. "Downtown. I'll get us an Uber." "Awesome," he said. He moved a little closer to me and his lips pursed slightly at the end, like he was waiting for a kiss. Unfortunately, the moment passed. I knew what I needed to do. "Follow me," I said, drinking down the rest of my drink quickly. He followed, gulping down the stiff drink. If I had timed it right, we'd be in the car when the alcohol hit him. "First, text your friends where you're going. Party at the intercontinental hotel." I pulled out the phone again, and held it in front of us. "Quick selfie. My friend wants to see you." I'd also use it to run a fast auction of first breeding rights. The first one turned out perfect, and then Jay wanted one as well. He took a few before the deciding on the best one. "Memories of a fun night," he said. "Hopefully, it is just beginning, I said. "You should send it to your friend as well, so they know I'm not a psycho creeper." I could see him blush, but again, he also moved closer to me. He quickly texted someone. I was close enough I could read the text. "New friend I met. Invited me to a party downtown. See you tomorrow." "Thanks," Jay said, as he hit send. "For thinking of me. I wouldn't have even thought about it." I wondered what his friends would think of the picture. A young man and a much older man. My beard, although still thick, was more silver than brown now, and the wrinkles on my face were becoming more prominent. But perhaps they had already figured out what Jay was just discovering. "It's fine," I said. I didn't tell him how this was an important part of the process. He needed to trust me, to think that I put him first and looked out for his best interests. But I only looked out for my interests. "It's fun to party and meet new people. But remember, not everyone is on the up and up. Not everyone has your best interests at heart." Just like me, I thought. I didn't have to worry about his friends knowing I had taken him somewhere. By the time things got really dangerous, he'd be begging me for it. The best times, they begged me to drug them, to breed them, to infect them. "One second," I said, as I sent a quick text attached to the picture of the two of us. "Fresh meat. Tonight only. Bidding starts at two." I sent it to three of my old friends, Rod, Steven, and Alex. Each of them had a fondness for younger boys, and each of them absolutely loved the idea of deflowering a freshly-minted man. "200," Rod texted back. A few seconds later, Steven replied. "250." "Wanna head out?" I asked Jay. "We can get a cab there." "Sure," he said. I walked towards the exit. I made it a point not to turn around for the first few steps. I knew he would follow me, and he did. He kept close enough to me that I could feel his body heat. I turned around at the steps down off the dance floor. "Need some help," I asked and offered him my hand. He nodded, and I helped him down on to the sticky concrete floor. I thought I detected just the hint of a stagger; the alcohol was just beginning to hit. Hopefully the full rush wouldn't be far off. I had taken the side exit, right by the exit no one knew about. It was just a few steps before we were out in the warm night. "I'll get a uber," I said, and pulled out my phone again. I called for a car, then check the many messages I had received. The bidding was going nicely. "300," then "350", and then "400", quickly followed by "500." In just a few messages, it jumped to 750, and it now was at 90. That one had come in just a few minutes ago. As I unlocked the phone a new message came in. It was from Rod. "1300, with pozzing privileges." There were two things Rod loved more than anything. The first was deflowering young men. The second was infecting them with HIV. "Pozzing is on the table? 1500." Steven also loved spreading his virus. "Hell yeah. 1750," Alex sent me. Alex also enjoyed sharing his virus. My old friends were twisted, nasty men. "2000," Steven replied. "2500," Rod answered back. Jay was going to make me a lot of money, and it wasn't even his first official day on the job. "I'm out," Alex texted the four of us. "Me too. Rod's a lucky pervert," Steven wrote back. "You win," I texted Rod. "I'll swing by and pick you up." "Sounds good to me." I checked the app. The car was still about five minutes away. "Five minutes," I said to Jay. We had stepped out onto a side street and it was dark and quiet. Despite being right in the middle of the busy section, we felt quite alone. I reached into my pocket and pulled out my keys and wallet. From my wallet, I extracted a small bag of white powder. "You ever had a skiing trip?" I asked, indicating the bag. "Skiing?" Jay replied, his face showing his confusion. "You know. Cocaine. Coke." I put the wallet away, and used the key to my front door to scoop up a little mound of the white powder. I snorted it quickly. "Fuck, that feels good." I rubbed my nose quickly. "You want to try?" "I...I...I dunno. Never done it before." He hesitated, but kept on watching me. He was interested, I could tell. "I mean. What's it like?" "You smoked pot?" He nodded. "Anything else?" I asked. "Yeah, molly sometimes." "That's good. It's like molly. Only you're stronger. You're fearless." "I just," he started, but never completed the thought. "Just one hit," I said. "See if you like it. Don't worry. You won't get addicted from one little bump." "You sure?" he asked. I nodded. I also stuck the key back in the bag and pulled out another bump. It was smaller than the one I had done, but for a beginner, it was still plenty large enough. "I mean, I can just..." "Try it?" I said, finishing his sentence. He nodded. "Yeah. You should." I held out the key with its white payload. "Just snort it up." Jay leaned in, pushed a finger against one nostril, and snorted. He snorted a bit longer than necessary. "Damn," he said, right after. "That burns." He trailed off just as an uncontrollable smile of bliss emerged on his face. "But, fuck." He trailed off again, lost in his little private world of pleasure as the cocaine got absorbed by his blood, and delivered to his brain. "It's nice. Just relax. Cab is almost here. If you want, you can do another bump when we're on our way." "Yeah," Jay said. "That's a good idea. This is nice." Another euphoric moan of contentment. "Thanks. Really nice." "Enjoy it," I said. I pulled out my phone. "The boy need any vitamin G?" Rod had texted me. "Why the fuck not?" I wrote back quickly. I turned my attention back to Jay. "A friend of mine wants to join us. Gonna swing by his place, if that's cool." "Oh, yeah, that's cool." Jay was still spinning a bit from the cocaine. My dick twitched, watching Jay ride the first waves of the high. The ease of convincing him to use cocaine meant that all the next steps would be easy. It would not be long before Rod's thick, infected dick was deep inside of him, dripping toxic pre-cum. A white Prius pulled up. I checked the plates; not that I needed to, it was the epitome of Uber-ness. "Here's our ride," I said. I opened the door for Jay. He got in, but I still had to help him. I crawled in after him, as he scooted over to the far side. "9255 Doheny. The tall one." Rod was only about fifteen minutes away. "Good night?" I asked, as we pulled away and into the warm California night. "Yeah," he said. "Pretty busy." I pulled out the baggie, and Jay scooted a bit closer to me. "You mind?" I asked. "Nah. Have fun." "You want?" I asked. "Damn, I wish. I but I gotta drive." I scooped out a big mound. Jay's naiveté was once more working in my favor. He had no idea about doses, much less what his dose should be. The mound was big, perhaps a little bigger than even I would want to start with. It would be just right for Jay. "For you," I said. "Fuck," Jay said, eyeing the mound. He knew it was larger than his last bump, but he had no measure for how it would affect him. "Yeah," he grunted as he leaned in and snorted the mound. "OH. FUCK," he said out, filling the interior of the small cars with his grunts of pleasure. "Newbie?" the driver asked. "Yeah," I said. I scraped another bump, not quite as big as Jay's, and did it. I took a look at Jay; his eyes were wide, and I knew he was flying. I was just nicely buzzed; I would wait for the party before I got properly high. Besides, Rod had promised a bit of G, and I had to be the responsible adult, taking care of Jay. "Doing ok there, Jay?" I asked him. "Oh yeah," he said. "Feels so good," he said. I smiled, and put my hand on his thigh. He was fidgeting a bit, and I held his leg in place. "Just relax. Enjoy it. Don't worry, I'll make sure it's good." "I know," Jay said. His leg stopped shaking, but I could feel the tension still in his body. "It's just hard," he started. "To let go?" I asked, anticipating his next words. "Yeah," he said. I just nodded in agreement. My own bump was kicking in, and I was floating on waves of pleasure. I wanted to see Jay naked. I wanted to see cock sliding into his hole. I wanted to see him bred. But all that needed to wait. It just needed to wait a few agonizing minutes. The traffic was surprisingly light and we were doing good time towards Rod's place. It gave me an excuse; I pulled out my phone and called him. "Yeah. Almost there. Less than 5 away. We'll be downstairs," I said. "I've got the Vitamin G. Mixed it in some Gatorade," Rod said. That was what Jay couldn't hear. "Yeah, bring that. We need something to drink," I said. That was the part that Jay could hear. "See you soon." "That your friend?" Jay asked. "What's he like? What's his name again?" "Rod. Rod Eisenman," I said. I flicked through my phone, trying to find a picture of Rod suitable to show the young man. Most of them were him fucking some hot young boy's mouth or ass. "He's cool. I think you'll like him." I finally found one, him shirtless at some street fair, a pair of thin black suspenders holding up his pants. Whether it was intentional or not, I noticed the top button of his pants was undone. "He looks like a cool dad. The one you can't quite believe is actually a dad." "Yeah, that's a good way to describe him." We were pulling up to Rod's place. "Just pull in under the awning." There was no one else, so I figured we would wait. I rolled down the window to see out better. It was less than a minute before Rod walked out of the front door, a small backpack slung over his shoulder. In addition to the G-laced Gatorade, it would have some lube, a cockring or two, plus a pipe and a stash of tina. Rod was prepared for everything, except for safer sex. He walked around, and got in on Jay's side of the car. Jay got the middle seat. "Hi," Rod said. "I'm Rod. You must be Jay." Rod put the backpack on the floor in front of him. "Yeah, I'm Jay. Nice to meet you." "Good to meet you too. Aiden's been telling me a bit about you." "All set?" I asked Rod and Jay. They both nodded. "W hotel. On the boulevard," I told the driver. "Right on," he said. Rod reached down into the bag, and pulled out a bottle of Gatorade. "Ready for your Vitamin G?" "I'm definitely ready," I said. "And I'm sure Jay will want some. How much is in there?" "I put in three doses." "Perfect," I said. I reached over Jay, and took the bottle of Gatorade from Rod. I opened it and began to drink the sweet liquid. I could just barely taste the bitterness of the GHB. "Vitamin G? Doses?" Jay asked. The alcohol was wearing off, but the cocaine was still making his head spin. "What's that." "Oh," Rod said. "Just some G in the Gatorade. You done it before?" Jay shook his head no. It was one more new thing for Jay to explore this weekend. "You'll love it. Makes you feel warm and happy. Takes the edge off of the cocaine." I drank about a third of the bottle and then I passed it back to Rod. He quickly drank his third, before handing it to Jay. "Your turn. Just drink up," Rod said. The young man hesitated for a moment. Like I had earlier, Rod put his hand on Jay's leg. "Come on. We are all in this together. We'll look out for you." It was as much the tone as the content of Rod's words that got Jay to put the bottle back to his lips and gulp down. "Nice," Rod said. I noticed he hadn't taken his hand off of Jay's thigh. I didn't mind. Rod was paying over two thousand dollars for the pleasure of deflowering Jay. It was bad service to deny him the implicit pleasures of holding the boy's hand. Besides, as soon as Jay was done with the bottle he put his hand on top of Rod's. "How are you feeling?" Rod asked Jay. There was a kindness in his voice, one that I recognized well. It was the tone he used when he was trying to convince a boy to do things. Things like have bareback sex with him or to blast his seed into the boy's body. "Good," Jay said. "Really good." "That's what we want to hear," Rod said. "How do you know Aiden?" he asked, making small chat as the car took us to the night's next destination. "Just tonight," Jay said. "But he's been really awesome." "Of course. He's a cool guy. You're lucky to have met him." Jay's hand was still on top of Rod's. "How old are you?" Rod asked. "18," Jay said. "I'm a freshman." "How has the adjustment been?" Rod asked. "Good?" "Yeah. Still trying to meet people." "Aiden's a good one for meeting people. He'll introduce you to a lot of new friends." I smiled. "Friends" was our code for clients. Rod was a "new friend" for Jay. "I know. He's already introduced me to you." "You feeling it yet? The G?" Rod asked. "I think so," Jay said. "How are you feeling?" "Warm," Jay started. We rounded a corner fast than I expected, and not being belted in, Jay was pushed up against Rod. "Horny," I heard him whisper. Rod smiled. Jay leaned in, and their lips met. It was a short kiss, but it was a kiss. It wasn't an accident or the bumpy road. It was a real kiss, two men pressing their lips against each other. But it wasn't a long kiss. As soon as Jay realized what he had started, he pulled back. "Oh god, I'm sorry," he said.

Part 7 I pulled it out and it was wet, some pink KY was showing. I knew it was doing what I thought it would. Getting him ready for all his presents. One of the things he asked me last week was did Tina up the ass really burn like the stories. It was time he found out. With the head of the dildo in his ass I took some ground tina and rubbed it on the pink lubed dildo and worked it back up his ass. He stared to make a sound like he was enjoying it. We had moved a mirror onto the floor so I could see his face. This was done for both me and the camera, nothing like seeing an ass taking something and the face of the victim. I worked the Tina lased dildo up his ass. Suddenly his face went from bliss to horror, he said “ Shit, that Burns a lot “. I said “you wanted to feel the burn” . I turned the dildo side ways so it could mash the Tina into his ass. Again I heard the high pitch squeal. I pumped the toy up his ass while twisting it. I pulled it out and it was bright pink. I held it in front of the kid and I told him he now as a cunt. I asked him if he knew why and he said no. I told him because he must be having his period. He groaned and said yes. I told him he was now fertile and not to worry. I had plans for him. I asked him if he was ready to stop and he said ‘ Not sure “. I leaned over him and with one hand stared fingering his ass gently with a cooling lube we used. I stared tweaking his nipples with the other. I was asking him if he still wanted to stop, He said everything really felt great and wanted more. When he was saying this my friend walked around us and I felt his finger caressing my ass. This was an unexpected pleasure. Then I felt something going up my ass. I knew it was his injector and knew he was bumping me. I looked at him and he said not to worry, it was one of his mixtures, Tina and a little something else. He started pushing his lubed cock up my ass, it felt great. I was moaning some and old the Kid I was getting what he wanted. He said he wanted fucked. I reminded him that my friend was Toxic and he said he didn’t care. By that time my friend was hitting bottom in me. He pulled out and walked around and moved my fingers and then Push the cock that was just n me up the kids ass. He worked until he was balls deep. I walked around in front of the Kid. My cock was all tingly and I wanted it sucked. I pushed in the kids mouth and this time he took me to the base. I knew I was getting hard again and looked at my friend and he smiled at me. I am not sure what was in that bump but my hair was on fire, my ass was hungry and my cock was hard as iron. He said it was a mix he found on one of his trips to Japan. He fucked the kid easy and once in while he would go deep. I pulled out of his mouth and grabbed the phone and started Videoing the kid getting his first POZ and Toxic load. The kid was making all sorts of noises. My friend said he wasn’t going to last long so I handed him the phone to Video his cock splitting the young Fags ass. He asked this Kid if he really wanted his toxic load. The kid said yes, almost leading with him for it. I reached behind my friend, Pushed my thumb up his ass and squeezed his nut sack. He roared and stabbed the Kid with his cock, the Kid in turn squealed. My friend said Loudly “ Take my POZ load you Fagot slut, Your HIV + now “. The Kid was almost crying when he said “ Thank you Sir”. I wasn’t sure if it was from Pain or Joy. I knew the Kid was feeling no real pin yet. I looked over and saw the 2 guys we expected standing there watching, They were grabbing each others crouches and smiling.

Part 4 He mentioned his ass was warm and he asked for more in his ass. He was begging for it, he had no idea what was coming I was looking at the kids ass, round and inviting and decided that I needed to get a piece of it before the Viagra wore off in me, I took a hefty dose this morning before it took a booty bump myself. I got behind him and asked if he was ready for a hot cock up his hole. He was almost begging for it. The Tina was doing it’s job and he was already starting to sweat. My friend walked in front of the bound kid and said he understood he didn’t want to suck any. He waived his 7”+ cock in front of the kids face and the kid said “ I want to “. You talk about Meth being a bottoms drug. It really is. My friend told me this past week that he finally got a test and was diagnosed as HIV+ and apparently a pretty aggressive strain. His company had him in Germany for 6 months and only got home a couple months ago. All he said about his trip was that those guys really know ow to party and fuck. The kid was sucking on the cock and I lined up mine to his ass. This was going to be epic. I told the kid to take a deep breath and say “ I’m a fagot “. He did as instructed and just as he started to say the line I shoved as hard as I could into his ass. He screamed the word Fagot in a high pitch that sounded like straight porn I use watch labeled Painal where women were anal virgins then the squealed with the penetration. I wish we had gotten a video of that. He was now truly a fagot pig and I was only starting. I fucked hm for a few and rested, I wanted to cum but not that fast. I wanted to open this new pig cunt , I knew what was coming later. My friend put his dripping cock back in his mouth and stared skull fucking him. All the kid was going was muffled moans. I stopped and asked him if he wanted to stop and all we could hear was a muffled NO. I couldn’t hold out any longer and began really pounding is ass. I shot several shots up him. I stayed in him and asked my friend for a plug. He pulled out of the kids mouth and reached for a huge one. I told him to get a smaller on for now. At the same time I let loose a load of chem piss up the kids ass. This was my first today so I knew it would be very potent. I knew it was flooding his guts and it would be spinning him more, he felt it and moaned and said it felt great. This kid was going to be fun. My friend handed the plug with a small shard. I pushed the shard up the kid and then worked the plug in. The kid said it burnt a little . He was well on his way for the next part of his conversion to pig slut

PART 7: After Marcus had bred Shawn with his POZ cum and I had forced him into a double penetration in which I blew my load in him and caused him to involuntarily blast his load hands-free between he and Marcus, we were all quite worn out. We were in a tangle of flesh against flesh in his dorm bed kindof talking to each other until we all fell asleep. I woke up first, it was evening, per the lack of sunlight through the blinds. I was groggy but also noticing I had a huge erection against Shawn's stunningly thick bubble ass. I wanted to plow him immediately. But thought it seemed a bit rapey, so I opted instead to ease my head down towards his ass, kissing and licking his lean muscular back all the way down to his gluts. I began caressing and massaging his beautiful bouncy cheeks and opening them up to look at his tight pink hole. There were traces of both mine and Marcus' cum around his hole and a little pinkness to some of it. I suspected when I surprised him with the double penetration that I probably tore him a little, subsequently moments before Marcus blew is POZ load up Shawn's ass. Seeing his tight hole with pink POZ cum had my cock leaking. I slowly began licking his hole clean. His hole was soft yet tight, it took me awhile to start getting my tongue past his hole and up inside him. Once it was wet enough I began to slide a finger into him. That's when Shawn let out a long slow moan. I froze, giving him the option to tell me to stop. Shawn softly whispered, "Fuck Nick, please don't stop, that feels so good, eat my hole good baby." and continued to moan in pleasure as my finger began it's gentle rotations on his prostate while my tongue worked on lubing up his quivering boy pussy. I really wasn't able to control myself at this point, I slide up his body which was still wrapped around Marcus' naked lean and tight body. I aligned my fat cock onto his hole and spat into my hand for extra lube, and eased my wooden limb into his willing ass. With just spit for lube I was amazed that I was able to keep sinking into him without any drag or resistance. Soon I was in balls deep, slightly on top of his shaking body. When Marcus felt my body weight on top of Shawn, who was on top of Marcus, he woke up and accessed the situation quickly. Marcus said, "Damn Nick, you wake up horny or something? Me too," as he grabbed his massive uncut hard cock squeezing a drop of precum out of the tip. He asked Shawn, "you want another round boy?" Shawn simply moaned deeply. Marcus looked at Shawn's face and then looked at me, "Shit, Nick, you're already inside him aren't you?" I replied, "Yeah man, early bird gets the worm, I woke up hard as stone against Shawn's ass, and couldn't resist eating our cum out of his hole while he was asleep, and just couldn't stop myself once I started." I began fucking into Shawn's tight warm fuck hole harder as Marcus got up on his knees to shove his thick dick into Shawn's open mouth. Shawn just said, "Fuck yeah, give me that big black cock," as he deepthroated Marcus' pole over and over again, pausing for a second, to say, "don't cum in my mouth, I want you both to breed my ass again with your POZ load." I was watching Shawn work Marcus' cock like a magician, making it disappear and re-appear at a break neck speed. I pushed down on Shawn's strong upper body so that I could have a good support and feel his back muscles, because I was beginning to rail on his hole, building up to a fast cumming climax. The scene was too hot for me and when I looked down at his ass bouncing against my hips as I pounded my raw cock in and out of his hole it was a thing of wet dreams, I immediately started blasting deep inside Shawn's bowels. Shawn quickly realized I was filling his hole and began to tighten his hole around my convulsing cock, which made me cum continuously for longer than expected. I felt totally empty. Usually I feel like I'm able to go a few more times after I first nut. Marcus pulled his cock out of Shawn's mouth, got off the bed, and asked Shawn, "You want me to breed you with my toxic load? Huh boy? You want this big load up your ass with Nick's?" "Gawd yes, please. Please breed me Marcus!" Marcus didn't even give me time to pull out, he pulled my body aside with one powerful move. I collapsed on the bed as Marcus pulled Shawn's ass into the air, wrapped his hands around Shawn's fat ass and slammed balls deep into him. My face was next to Shawn's and his mouth was wide open from the sudden shock of being impaled by Marcus. His eyes were glazed over with lust. I began to kiss Shawn's face, then scooted my body under his so that I could passionately make out with his soft young lips. Marcus wasted no time, and within minutes he was unloading into Shawn. Marcus exclaimed, "YEAH TAKE that fucking load bitch! You feel me breeding your neg hole?" Marcus finished filling Shawn up but began to speed up his pounding again. I thought, "Ahhh, the old familiar, double loads. Marcus was gifted like that. Delivering two loads within minutes. I've been on the receiving end of that gift several times." Just as I could tell Marcus was about to nut again, he grabbed my legs which were underneath Shawn while I made-out with Shawn during his anal assault. Marcus yanked my body down the bed hoisted my legs into the air and planted his fat cockhead on my hole simultaneously jerking off his wet cock and forcing it inside my resistant hole. He sank his body weight on top of me forcing half his cock into my hole and began shooting his second load. It hurt like a bitch, but once it started happening I didn't want it to stop til he was satisfied. He pushed the rest of dick deep into me and held it there. Marcus looked over at the clock and responded, "Damn it's 10PM already, do you guys wanna shower up and maybe head to a bar or something? Maybe come back here afterwards and have another fuck sesh?" We were all in agreement with Marcus' plan. We walked a couple blocks to catch a bus to head off campus and out of town to check out the bar scene. We all looked like some normal looking young fellas out for a good time. We stopped into a bar and grabbed some beers. It was pretty chill. As it got later, a group of bridesmaids came in dressed up in there typical tiaras, penis shaped...every novelty imaginable and were already drunk...and obnoxious. Shawn and I rolled our eyes and started making snarky comments. Marcus however was staring at the bride-to-be. Sometimes I forget that he's supposed to be straight. Or is straight...still has his girlfriend Chloe and they still live together and fuck. But again, sometimes it catches me off guard when I see him undressing a sexy young girl with his eyes. Part of me wondered if we could get her home with us and I could get Marcus to breed his POZ load into her pussy, the night before her wedding. Fuck, it sounds hot, but also like maybe I'm having some sick thoughts about stealthing a soon to be bride, thinking about how she'll probably give it to her husband. I realized I'm hard as a rock in my jeans, and they aren't doing a good job at hiding it. I turned around toward the bar and ordered three shots of tequila and said to the boys, "We've probably worn out our welcome here, let's finish off with a shot of tequila and head out." Marcus and Shawn in their own ways happily agreed to the decision. Marcus did steal another longing look at the bride to be. We settled up our tab and started walking past the other bars toward the bus stop. "Fuck fuck fuck fuck," Shawn loudly whispered as he ducked away from the bar windows to hide behind Marcus and I. Marcus replied, "Why you buggin' man?" Shawn said, "Look inside that bar," pointing toward the end of the bar, "that's my old Poli-Sci classmate that kinda raped me I told you about." Marcus and I looked at a very good looking and muscular jock drunkenly clinging to both the bar and his drink. The guy had on what looked like a painted on t-shirt and jeans, showing off quite a body. Even in his drunken state, his face was beautiful, and sad/angry looking. Shawn began to walk faster, trying to get away, while Marcus and I just stood there staring at our friend's rapist. Shawn stopped ten or fifteen feet away saying, "COME ON! I can't let him see me!" Marcus laughed, then I laughed. Shawn said, "What the hell is wrong with you two?" Marcus looked at me with a full knowing glance then spoke to Shawn, "Do you think that hot drunken jock in there is gonna hurt you when Nick and I are here with you? Let's go in." I wholeheartedly agreed. But Shawn was giving us his adamant protests...as Marcus and I sandwiched him between us and forced him through the doorway. We had to literally push Shawn up to the bar right beside his assailant. I ordered us all beers, then loudly told the bartender to, "get this guy a drink too." That caught his attention and he groggily looked up at me, "Do I know you? I didn't ask for a drink." as he started to puff up a bit. That's when he noticed Shawn between Marcus and I. He was visibly caught off guard. Perfect. He said to Shawn, "Oh. It's you. Hadn't seen you in awhile, you skipping class a lot?" Shawn was silent, but Marcus jabbed his finger into Shawn's side forcing him to speak, "Uhm, no. I dropped that class." The jock just shook his head in the affirmative then looked down and said, "I gotta take a piss." "Shit," I said, "he's probably baling." But just in case I slid down to his drink I bought him and dropped half a xanex I had in my pocket into it. I always take one xanex with me when I go anywhere in public because I suffer from extreme general anxiety disorder. I've never ever thought about doing what I just did, but inside I furious with this jock prick who raped my friend and got away with it like he was entitled to. Marcus and I already knew what we were going to do to him the second we saw him and all it took was a knowing glance between the two of us before we entered the bar. I looked at Marcus, and he walked off toward the restroom. He was in and out and back in 30 seconds. He said, "He's in there, I think he'll be back." Shawn looked confused and scared he asked us, "Guys? What's going on?" I looked at him firmly and said, "He raped you. Even if you enjoyed it a little bit and even if you blew your load, HE RAPED YOU. You told him, "NO." Shawn responded to us both, "Look guys, I understand, I know you want to protect me too, but can't we just let it go? Please?" Marcus responded this time, "Shawn, if we just "let it go" then he's going to do it again, and again, and again. Maybe not to you, but someone else. Do you want other people to go through that too? He's probably already done it to other people, most likely since he was in high school." Shawn said, "I don't know guys. You're not going to hurt him are you?" I said, "Yeah, we are Shawn. But I'm going to make sure he understands why, and we aren't going to send him to the hospital or anything, he just needs to learn a lesson." The jock came back looking more sobered up and downed his laced drink and looking at Shawn said, "See you guys later, I gotta go find some tail." I grabbed the jock's arm, man his arm was nice...and said, "You going back to campus? I think our buddy Shawn is too drunk to get us back and we're just here visiting our buddy. Do you think you could get us back to his dorm? I'm not sure which one it is." Shawn picked up on our plan and began to act drunk and tired. The guy looked at Shawn then us and said with a smirk, "Yeah, I know where Shawn lives, I can take you there. Do you two have a hotel in town?" I lied and said, "Yeah, we'll probably head back to the hotel once we get Shawn settled in." The frat boy got us back to Shawn's dorm, and we all entered. I began taking Shawn's clothes off, and asked the jock-boy to help me. He quickly obliged, although I could tell the drink and xanex were kicking in as he fumbled with Shawn's buttons on his jeans. He began to pull Shawn's pants off of him, and I watched as he tried to discretely grope Shawn's ass. We had Shawn down to his tight undies and onto his bed. Shawn acted like he was already passed out. The frat jock said, "You guys headed back to your hotel? I can watch after him." I went over to the fridge and grabbed three beers as Marcus said, "Yeah but I think we'll have a beer first," he pulled out a THC vape pen and asked him, "you like to get a little high with us first?" Free weed, or THC in this case, caused the dumb jock to not worry as much about getting Marcus and I out of Shawn's dorm. Marcus and I knew he only wanted us out of there so he could rape him again. I thought, "Not tonight bitch. You're going to get what's coming to you." I brought back the beers to Marcus and the boy as he was exhaling a huge cloud of THC. Jockboy was sitting next to Shawn on his bed and started coughing and hacking, I handed him the beer and he took a big swig of it. I asked him, "So what's your name man? I'm Nick and this is Marcus. Shawn never told us your name." He looked at us with hazy eyes and said, "I'm David. Wait, Shawn told you guys about me?" Marcus responded, "Yeah man, he told us about a really good looking guy he had a crush on in his Poli-Sci class like day one." The guy, I mean, David, looked confused and said, "Oh. I knew he stared at me a lot, kinda creeped me out, but I didn't know he had a crush on me." That began a long conversation and as the weed and alcohol set in on David, he wasn't so anxious for us to leave. Before long an hour had passed, and David had passed out. Marcus and I fell asleep too, but not before removing David's shoes, socks, shirt and undoing his pants. We also set an alarm on our watches to make sure we woke up before David did. 8AM rolled around and right on time Marcus and I were wakened. We quickly got undressed down to our underwear, enjoying each other's body's along the way. We were both already erect. We woke Shawn, and told him he did a good job last night playing along and to just follow our lead. Next Marcus and I tied David's arms to the bed then tightly knotted some rope around David's ankles. We continued gently pulling his pants down, much to our delight he hadn't worn underwear. His erection was average, nothing to brag about. Typical. David moved around a little when we pulled his pants off, but Marcus and I were quick to tied his ankles to the end of the bed. I got out my phone and asked Shawn if he'd like to suck David cock while I videod. He happily obliged. Personally I know Shawn's mouth skills were excellent and in minutes David was waking up. It took him a minute to realize the entirety of the situation. He was naked, tied to a bad, Shawn was sucking his cock while I caught everything on video. David said, "What the fuck!?!? What the hell do you think you're doing?" I put my phone down and straddled David's lean tanned chest, I'd already shucked my underwear at this point. I showed David the video that I expertly captured. It looked as if he had his arms above his head, but not tied, and he was thoroughly enjoying a guy suck on his cock." I thought it was funny that Shawn continued sucking David's cock this whole time. He could've quit any time after I had got the video. Shawn's a good bottom boy. haha. David had a massive look of panic on his face. Marcus and I explained to him in no uncertain terms that this was direct karma and payback for what he did to Shawn in that bar alley. David protested and said that Shawn wanted it, because he stared at him all the time. It took several minutes before we finally got it through the dumb jock's head that he did indeed rape Shawn. He cried, and apologized to Shawn, to me, to Marcus. He begged us to let him go. HA! I got off of David while Shawn stood up looking down at him. He looked at David in his crystal clear hazel eyes and got on top of him, he placed David's cock in between those beautiful ass cheeks and began teasing David's cock tip in and out of his hole. David moaned then realizing the scene said, "Please? I'm not gay man, don't do this." Shawn laughed and retorted, "Didn't I beg you not to fuck me that night? Not to rape me? This time I want it. You don't want this?" As he slid fully down onto David's achingly hard cock. David couldn't help himself, he moaned and tried to hide the pleasure on his face as Shawn began to ride his bare cock. Marcus walked up to David's open moaning mouth and pushed his massive dick into his mouth. David quickly moved his head to get the cock out of his mouth and said, "No, not that. I'm not a cocksucker." Marcus slapped him. Shawn told Marcus, "No, David slapped me much harder than that when he finished raping me. Slap him one more time, but leave a mark." Marcus slapped David again, and job well done. He left a bright red mark and a slightly stunned David. Marcus said, "You're sucking my cock or I'm fucking your ass. It's your choice. Although, you might want to consider sucking me off since I was born HIV positive." David wasn't a complete idiot. He at least knew the risk of HIV transmission via a blowjob was virtually non-existent, and he also knew Marcus' huge cock would definitely injure his hole and likely give him HIV. So he leaned his head up and took Marcus back into his mouth. I was feeling quite left out. So I set up my phone to record all of this, and decided I'd crawl in between David's legs and suck on his balls while Shawn rode his cock and Marcus facefucked the poor frat boy. I got into position, admiring Shawn's thick ass bobbing up and down on David's dick before spreading David's legs and driving my long wet tongue into his hole. I heard David groan around Marcus' cock and his body reacted to my expert rim job. Soon I worked a finger into his hole. I finger-banged his prostate as I heard Marcus say, "Swallow it bitch! Swallow it or I'll jam it in your ass." This had me incredibly erect as I watched my fingers work in and out of David's hole. I had three fingers in him now and was working a fourth in. I could hear David begin his climax. I hadn't cum yet though. I quickly positioned myself against my hand that was working David's hole and made a swift transition of my hand with my cock. I was now fucking David raw. He immediately noticed the difference and between heavy breathing and his impending orgasm quizzed me, "You don't have HIV do you? Please don't cum in me!" I assured him I had tested negative just a month ago. I didn't volunteer the facts that I had stopped my PrEP and been letting Marcus breed me without his meds. So I wasn't lying really. I actually didn't know my status to be honest. My thick curved cock was positioning my mushroom dickhead directly against David's prostate, this set him off. He was panting and his entire body was covered in sweat, shaking and tensing up. David said, "Oh my god! What are you doing? It feels like you're jacking me off from the inside!" "I'm pounding your pussy's g-spot," I said, "just enjoy it. It's a hidden pleasure zone most men never use. You're going to have the biggest orgasm in your life." David was a mass of flexing muscles speaking gibberish as he finally erupted inside of Shawn. David screamed out as his body spasmed over and over, blasting ropes of cum deep into Shawn, which of course, had Shawn gushing his load all over David's body. Not to be left out, I growled loudly as I filled his bitch ass full of my questionable load. As Shawn was coming off his cum-high, he slowly slid off of David. I kept fucking his hole, but got into a better position, knowing that I was now pounding his prostate like a half fuck-god, half machine. David was slightly less erect, but his body was totally limp from the exhaustion. I continued my assault on his pleasure button deep inside him and just as I was blasting another load into him his cock jumped and jumped and started spewing cum all over himself. I gently began pulling out as I grabbed his head and slid my tongue into his mouth. For a second he resisted, but his body was completely worn out. He had no fight or energy left. He began to kiss me back until my cock was fully out of his hole. Marcus and Shawn were already cleaning up and just watching the scene unfold. We had to leave David tied up for awhile longer to ensure we were able to have a long discussion about everything that happened. Everything that happened with Shawn before he had to transfer classes up until the present, as Shawn was giving him a sponge bath.