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The cock I was riding eventually thickened and the guy blew his poz load into me. On autopilot, I dismounted and looked around for my next target, before heading over to one of the guys who seemed to be particularly ready again. I turned round and squatted towards his lap, allowed him to press his cock against my hole, and then lowered myself onto its entire length. I immediately began to bounce up and down on the member inside me, looking at the other guys watching the show while trying to get Bailey out of my mind. What the fuck was happening? Why was I suddenly so fixated on him? Sure, when Bailey and I were alone, the sex was really tender and involved a lot of kissing. He liked really long sessions, and particularly liked having me on my back with my legs wrapped around him, his eyes locked on mine as he gently fucked me. I had noticed he also liked me to come over and snog him when we were with others and he had decided to give up his arse. As I rode that toxic cock I realised I hadn’t ever seen him kissing anyone else, and during the work to do up our house, he had slept with me most nights until the bedrooms were all habitable. Whenever we had more than a quick bend-over-and-breed session, he slept in my bed with me. Shit. He was into me, and now I realised I felt the same. Fuck. I was here taking a second night of high-viral loads, and had just realised I had a potential boyfriend back at home. Yet, wasn’t this what I wanted to be doing? Yes, it was. Would I want to just be having pretty vanilla sex, even with a partner? Probably not. So what was I to do? Well, I was seeing this through and getting myself pozzed, that was for sure. Maybe I would just have to convert, see what the doctors said about meds, and then have a conversation with Bailey. Or…. He was one of those types who mostly topped, but once he had allowed one of the guys into his hole, he became a completely insatiable cumdump for the night. There was definitely a part of him that wanted to be used, but he suppressed it a bit rather than just embracing it in the way I did so openly. Maybe, with the right build-up, he would give himself over to it with Omar and his friends? My plotting was disrupted by the guy in me starting to thrust up to meet my bounces, and soon another toxic load was being pumped into me. When I dismounted this time, however, I did not choose another man to climb on, but instead made my way over to the fuck bench and climbed on. I wasn’t strapped down like I had been at Harry and Sid’s, instead just willingly positioning myself for anyone who was ready to fuck me. I didn’t look back at who was in me each time, instead just staring at the floor while I took multiple poz breedings and otherwise thought about what it might take to get Bailey in this room with me. Thoughts about bringing everyone along were on hold, with my focus being the guy I thought there could be something more with. After this next round of breeding, tiredness seemed to sweep the room and a lot of the guys drifted off to sleep sitting on the sofa. I wasn’t feeling like sleeping though, so I got a dressing gown out of the tall cabinet in the corner of the room, poured myself a glass of champagne, found a packet of cigarettes, and then headed outside. The air was chilly, but I wrapped myself up and sat down on a bench that seemed to be sheltered from the little breeze there was. I lit up a cigarette, and then slid down a little so I could put my head back against the wall behind me and look up the stars. Thoughts returned to Bailey, but I just allowed them to run. I did think about what he would do if he found himself here, whether he would run, or whether he would get down and dirty. I thought about what he was going to say when or if I told him about what I had been up to, and what it meant. I thought about one night we had spent together, when we had fucked a little but talked a lot, sleeping wrapped up together in bursts between the sex and the conversations. How was I only now seeing all this? I was out there for a while before Harry appeared next to me and sat down. “Are you OK son?” he asked. “Yeah” I replied. “Just thinking.” “You know” he said, “if you’re starting to regret this then you may still be able to get some PEP and be OK.” “No, it’s not that” I said. “I want this.” “So?” Harry asked. “I have a good ear if you want to talk.” I remained silent for a bit, before opening up to him about where my head suddenly was with Bailey. I was a bit all over the place, talking about Omar and Jeff, Harry and Sid, and my utter confusion at this being the time and place when I suddenly realised how I felt. I confessed my dread at telling Bailey about what I had been doing, what I was intending to keep doing, but how I also had this sinking feeling that I had to talk to him about it as part of having a conversation about the feelings we might have for each other. I barely gathered thoughts before I vocalised them, until I was all talked out and came to a stop. “You know” said Harry, after a while, “you getting pozzed up need not be a blocker to having something with this boy, even if he has no interest in following suit.” “I know” I replied, “or at least in principle I do. But what about what that guy said earlier about all the strains, the chances of PrEP and meds not working, and all that?” “That was just Jim being Jim” Harry said, smiling at me. “Yeah, we’re a bunch of toxic old fuckers, but we’ve all been on meds in the past without any issue, we’ve had boys on PrEP here who have not been taken down, and I think things are far enough advanced now that they will always find a cocktail that works.” “Oh” I said. “Well, maybe that’s something then.” “But, you will have to think about what you want, as I’m not sure a new relationship for guys as young as you will survive you heading out every night for anonymous cock” said Harry. “If you want to be with this boy then you may need to commit to him until such a time as you’re both in a place where you trust one another and can just enjoy life knowing you have each other.” “But what about the other guys in the house?” I asked. “I can’t see us just giving up all of that.” “Thats different” said Harry. “You’re both part of it already, you both know and love those guys, and if you find a relationship in that environment then it will I think be implicit that you’re both still part of the wider group. If anything, pulling away from all that might do more harm than good, given the bond you have with everyone.” “I suppose” I said. “Carrying on your shenanigans in public toilets, or parks, or wherever, is going to make the boy feel he is not enough for you” Harry said, “particularly with the services of all the other guys available.” “But what if he’s not?” I asked. “What if I need all that?” “Then you probably shouldn’t do anything even though you suspect there’s something there between you both” Harry said. “Leaving it alone will be a lot less painful for him than breaking his heart.” We sat in silence for a bit, before Harry tapped my leg a couple of times and then got up. “I’ll leave you for a bit” he said, “but when you’re ready, some of the guys are starting to stir and I know there’s a plan to DP you at some point.” He went back inside, and I went back into my thoughts. He was right, of course. What I realised had been coming from Bailey was a desire to be especially close with me, beyond what else went on in the house. He, I suspected, wanted to know he could curl up with me every night, and that there would be plenty of nights when it was just the two of us. But there’s no way he would handle me needing to go out and get fucked by anyone and everyone who happened along to wherever I had bent over and opened my hole. I wasn’t sure any potential relationship would even survive me coming clean about my anonymous antics along with the journey I had now embarked on with Harry, Sid and the other men, but I knew for sure it wouldn’t survive me continuing with any of that. Bailey had to be enough for me, and that was that. Only if he was actually into the idea of joining me for all this would there be any hope, and that would take some time. I had no answer for what I wanted, feeling conflicted between my heart suddenly trying to be part of my decision-making over just my arse, so decided to continue doing what I had come here for and deal with all that later. I got up from the bench, necked the last of my champagne, took a final puff on my cigarette, and then went back inside. Sure enough, in no time at all I was straddling on guy who was lying on his back on a mat, while another pushed his cock into my rear end as well. I was loose and sloppy enough by then to adjust fairly quickly to the double-stuffing, and then once comfy and starting to bounce a little to meet the thrusts of the guy kneeling behind me, I opened my mouth to welcome in a third cock. My head was a mess, soon my arse would be as well, but for now I was doing what I did best as I continued in my quest to become a toxic jock cumdump. All of the men there were, at some point, buried inside me alongside someone else. At all times I also had another down my throat, whether to get the man into the mood or to clean him off after breeding me. This overabundance of simultaneous cock seemed to be just what I needed to temporarily purge thoughts of Bailey from my mind, giving me back my cumslut mojo. I moaned and groaned, begged the guys to breed and poz me, and bounced as much as I could to get each pair of dual cocks as deep into me as possible. I willingly went down on all fours a few times to allow guys to push their hands into my gaping hole, feeling them nick my insides occasionally as they did their best to make sure I left absolutely riddled with the virus. When they were all done, I happily allowed one of them to push a huge buttplug into me. “Son” said Sid, helping me to my feet, “I think we’re all fucked out.” “You have so many toxic loads in you” said another guy, slapping me on my back. “It’s only a matter of time now.” “I hope so” I said, grinning. With that, the men began to disperse. Most were headed home, though at least three of them made a beeline for the house to sleep in spare bedrooms or on the sofa. Harry, Sid and I also went back to the house to get dressed again, before Harry went upstairs. Shortly after he came back down with Omar, who had not re-joined the party since my moment with Jeff. When he got down to the hallway he didn’t say anything, but just threw his arms around me and hugged me tightly. Then he was gone again, and the three of us left. They drove me back to theirs, and I joined them in their bed to sleep for what remained of the night. The next morning they both fucked one more load into me as I lay on my front, and then I showered and left. I had to stand on my pedals most of the way back as the bike’s seat was not a comfortable experience, and when I got home I slid into the house as quietly as I could and went straight to bed. No doubt Bailey was going to be on my mind when I woke up again, but for now I was exhausted, well bred, probably pozzed, and in dire need of sleep. To be continued

My first husband and I were monogamous for 6 years at his insistence. Then we started playing with others. Almost from the first threesome, it became clear that he liked watching me get fucked more than any other activity always finishing with him fucking my sloppy, cum-filled hole afterwards. Most Saturdays, I would wake up from sleeping in to find he had been lining up guys from apps and Craigslist to breed me. His only rule was he did not want a guy bigger than him to fuck me; he was 8 by 6, so that was seldom an issue.

Part 9 - The Finale I looked up at Aaron as James wrapped a band around Aaron's arm and tightened it. Joe handed James a syringe that was filled with a clear liquid. James held it up and pushed the plunger and pushed a small amount of liquid out. He moved over to Aaron and carefully inserted it into a vein in his arm. He pulled the plunger back until red started to appear in the syringe. He released the band and more red appeared. The syringe was removed from Aaron and was placed in front of my face. I stared at it. "This is it for you, my newly poz, son. The final step in your conversion. Once my AIDS blood goes into you, you will be mine forever." "Thank you, Sir. Convert me. Please make me yours." "Joe. Release his arm from his handcuffs. I want him to do this willingly." Joe grabbed a key and unlocked my arms. They were sore and stiff from being locked for so long. I brought them down to my side. James grabbed the band and tightened it around my left arm. He took the syringe from Aaron and carefully inserted it into my vein. "Push the plunger in, slut. Become mine." I carefully wrapped my hand around the syringe and looked at Aaron. He smiled at me. I turned my gaze back to the syringe and slowly pushed the plunger until all of the liquid disappeared. James released the band. As before, I started to feel the warmth overtaking me. James took the syringe from my hand and withdrew it from my arm. The warmth continued to overtake me and my need to cough became desperate. I started to float in the clouds. I lost track of my surroundings and time. At times, I thought I was being fucked. Other times, I don't think I was. At times, I thought I saw a large group of people around me. Other times, it seemed like there was only a couple of people in the room. When the clouds started to clear, I looked around. There was just one person left in the room. It was Aaron. "Looks like you are coming back to me. You had quite the ride in the clouds." "How long?" I struggled to get the words out. "We've been partying all night. It's 8am now. James and Joe headed home a while ago." The clouds continued to clear. A glass was handed to me. I started to sit up higher on the bed and drank the liquid down. "Yes son. Drink the juice. It will help you feel better. I am going to be here with you until you are good." "What else happened?" "Well. After that AIDS blood slam, the party continued. We invited several guys over. Some we knew. Some we found on the apps. Everyone got a bunch of loads last night. Some were poz. Some were probably neg. Who knows. I know both James and Joe took a few loads. Many went in you. Heck. Even I took a couple." My head was continuing to clear. "I'm going to have to check out today." "No problem. You have a few more hours. You should be fine by then. I put our numbers in your phone. You are part of our family now. If for some reason our seed doesn't take, we want you to come back and we will continue until you do convert. If you get the fuck flu, we want you to come back and we will have a ceremony and take care of you." "Thank you, Sir." "You're welcome, son. There is so much we want you to explore. Once you get the fuck flu, we will want to take you to the baths so you can breed some guys. Gotta spread our seed while it is extra potent. We also want you to be there when I get the extra drop added to my tattoo. We would also love for you to get a matching biohazard tattoo on your shoulder but there is no rush there." "I'd like that. Thank you, Sir. May I jump in the shower real quick?" "Of course, son. While you shower, I will go grab you some breakfast." I slowly climbed off the bed. I felt unsteady for a moment but quickly steadied myself. I walked into the bathroom and started the shower. The water warmed quickly and I got in. The water felt good pouring over me. I lathered up my hands with soap and ran them over my body. I ran my soapy hands over my limp cock and worked back to my fuckhole. It was a little sore and felt looser. I finished lathering up and rinsed off. I stopped the shower and stepped out and dried off. I heard the room door open and close. I finished drying off and combed my hair. I stepped out of the bathroom. "I got you a breakfast sandwich and some more juice." "Thank you, Sir." I unwrapped the sandwich and gulped it down. I hadn't realized how hungry I was. I drank the juice. I got an immediate boost from eating and drinking. "You feeling better now, son?" "Yes Sir. Thank you, Sir." "If you are feeling better, you better start getting packed so you can check out." "Yes Sir. I should probably get heading home soon." "OK, son. I will leave you to it. The good news is that we used all of your party supplies so you don't need worry about crossing the border with it." "Yes Sir. Thank you, Sir." I got up and walked him to the door. I was starting to get extra emotional as we were about to part ways. He grabbed me and pulled me close and hugged me tightly. With that, he turned, opened the door and left. I felt an emptiness that I had never felt before. It was like a part of me had left. Sadly, I turned and started packing up. I knew I had to get out of there and make the long trip home. As I finished packing, my phone buzzed. "Hello son. I know you are sad but don't worry. Soon, you will be back here with your poz family. Have a safe trip and see you soon." I typed back a reply. "Yes Sir. Thank you, Sir. I can't wait to be back with my maker and poz brothers." I smiled and finished packing. I headed down to check out and then make the long drive home. Before this weekend, I thought I knew my purpose but it had changed. My purpose now was to become part of my new poz family. The drive home was uneventful. I spent the rest of the day unpacking, doing stuff around the house and getting ready for work. The entire time, I was thinking about what I remembered from the weekend and hoping to repeat it. A few weeks later, I got very sick. I texted my poz family and told them I was sick. They told me to come to them. On Friday, I took off from work and drove to Toronto. While I was excited to see my poz family, I was also exhausted from being sick. I parked in a garage and headed into his apartment complex. I rang the buzzer and headed up. When I got to his door, Aaron opened it and let me in. He had a huge smile on his face. "Come in, son. Time to take care of you." He showed me in and led me to a small bedroom. "Strip and get into bed." I struggled but pulled my clothes off and slipped into bed. Aaron got in next to me and hugged me. "You are being reborn, son. Soon, you will be free." I dozed off to sleep in his arms. A few hours later, I woke up to find myself alone in bed. Moments later, Aaron came into the room carrying a tray with a bowl on it. "Glad you are awake, son. I have some soup for you. It will help you feel better." I sat up in bed and he placed the tray down. I slowly ate the soup. It was tough for me to eat but it tasted very good. "I know it is tough to eat and you aren't feeling good but we really want to take you out to spread our seed." "Yes Sir." I continued to eat slowly and felt a bit better with each bite. After I finished, I slid out of bed and grabbed my tray. I carried it out to the kitchen where I found Aaron. "Let me take that from you. You didn't need to get out of bed." I handed him my tray and sat on a stool. "Thank you, Sir. That was very good soup. It is already making me feel better." "That's good, son. I am glad you liked it. Take these. They are Tylenol. They should help." I took the pills and swallowed them with a glass of water. There was a knock at the door. "They're here, son. Think you can let them in?" "Yes Sir." I got up and walked over to the door. I opened it and saw Joe and James. They had big smiles on their faces. James exclaimed, "HEY! Glad you are here." He burst into the room and hugged me tightly. As soon as he released me, Joe pulled me into a tight hug. He released me and both headed over toward the kitchen. They both hugged Aaron. "How are you feeling, Greg?" "I'm struggling but I am ok." "That's good. Your seed is extra potent right now. We need to get you out there and spreading it." "I will be fine. I am excited to spread your seed." "Good. Do you feel up to showering?" "Yes Sir." "OK. Good. Let me show you the way." Aaron and I walked down the hall to the bathroom. "Here is the bathroom. You will see that there is a douching station in the shower. Please be clean inside and out. Hopefully, you can get a few more strains today as well." "Yes Sir." I walked into the bathroom and closed the door. I got undressed and stepped into the shower. I turned on the water and got underneath. It felt good. I grabbed the douching kit and inserted it. After thoroughly douching, I finished showering. I stepped out of the shower and dried off. I stepped out of the bathroom, went into the bedroom and got into a jock and some comfortable clothes. I walked back out to the living room. "There he is. Feel better?" "Yep. The shower helped. It feels good to be all clean inside and out." "Good. Ready to go?" "Yes Sir." "Good. James, can you get us an Uber so we can go?" "Sure thing." "Good. Greg. Here are the rules. We are going to go around together. When we find a good candidate, we are going to want you to breed them. Do you want a Viagra?" "Sure. It should help." "OK. Also, drop your pants. I want to fit you with a cock ring." I pulled my pants down and Aaron returned with several cock rings in different sizes. I fit each one around until one seemed just the right size. "That looks good. Take if off for now." I pulled it off and took the Viagra pill that James offered me and swallowed it along with some water. I pulled my pants back up. "Uber is here. Let's go." With that, we headed down to catch a ride. We made idle conversation on our ride. After a little bit, we arrived in front of Steamworks. We checked in and I wandered to find my room while my poz family got changed in their lockers. After a few minutes, there was a knock on my door. I opened it and Aaron was there. "The guys are wandering the halls looking for a candidate. You ready?" "Yes Sir." "Good. Let's go." With that, I grabbed the key and we wandered around. After checking out the darkroom and several hallways, we stopped at an open door. Inside, James and Joe were on each side of a young twink. They were running their hands all over him, grabbing his butt, rubbing his chest, and pinching his nipples. Aaron and I stood in the doorway enjoying the view. Joe put his hands on the twink's shoulders and pushed him down to his knees in front of him. The bottom looked scared with Joe's hard cock just inches away from his face. "Go ahead boy. What are you waiting for? Suck my cock." The twink tentatively wrapped his hand around Joe's cock and moved closer. He opened his mouth and slowly brought Joe's hard cock into his mouth. He managed to only get the head into his mouth. "First time, boy?" The twink pulled the cock out of his mouth and said "Yeah. I've never been with a guy before." A smile crept across Joe's face. "Great. Glad we found you. We will break you in and show you your true purpose. We brought one of our friends with us tonight. It's his first time too. Maybe he can be the first to fuck you." Joe motioned for me to come in and I stepped into the room with Aaron following close behind. The twink looked over at me with a worried look. I pulled my jock off and stepped closer. My cock was already hard. The twink tentatively opened his mouth again and licked the head of my cock. It was obvious that he did not know what he was doing. Joe asked "Are you ready to get fucked boy?" The twink pulled back and nodded. "Good. Get up on the bed in doggie." The twink got in position on the bed. I climbed on the bed behind him. The twink grabbed a condom and handed it back to me. "You won't need the condom, boy. Like I said, it's Greg's first time too. That's why we are here." "You sure?" "Of course. Believe me. It will be more memorable without." "OK." With that, I got close to the bottom. My cock was rock hard and leaking precum. I grabbed the lube and slicked up my cock. I rubbed my hard cock through his crack and paused when I got to his tight fuckhole. James produced a bottle of poppers and held it in front of the boy. "Inhale boy. It will make it go easier." The boy breathed in through his nose. "Again and hold it." He sniffed again and held it. At that moment, I slowly pushed in. The boy was very tight but I took it slow. "You're doing good boy. Keep inhaling." His tight fuckhole relaxed and I continued to push in until I was fully inside him. I held still for a moment and enjoyed the feeling. I slowly withdrew until just the head was inside and then slowly pushed in again. I pulled back again and pushed in again. I heard the twink moan and felt his hole squeeze my cock. My cock spasmed. I started to slowly fuck the boy. With every thrust, the boy moaned and I felt his hole grab my cock. I grabbed his hips and started to pick up the pace. I knew it wouldn't be long. I felt a hand touch my shoulder. Then, I heard him. It was Aaron. "Do it, son. Breed him. Give him your toxic poz load." I pushed hard and my cock started to spasm. Spurt. Spurt. Spurt. Spurt. Spurt. Spurt. I felt my toxic load filling the boy. Then, I felt it. His fuckhole grabbed my cock hard. Milking more of my toxic cum out of me. "Look at that. He's a natural bottom. Cumming his first time that he got fucked." I slowly pulled out and Aaron took my place. He pushed into the boy in one motion until he was fully inside. The boy started to object but I moved up next to him and whispered in his ear. "It's fine, boy. It's too late for you." I smiled. I had come full circle.

Final Chapter Steve joined Shawn at the bar, making himself a drink and then rolled himself a joint (420) to smoke. Shawn and Steve talked about the fun they’d had the last few hours for a bit. Summer had gotten dressed and left while they were talking. Steve changed the topic a few minutes later. “So, how long have you been stealth pozzing?” He asked Shawn nonchalantly. Shawn froze for a minute. After catching his breath and reading the situation he realized Steve wasn’t mad. The way he was acting and his body language told him he was actually pretty chill. “Since I got it pretty much. Never went on meds. So maybe 3 years. How did you know? Those tests I provided are pretty much the real thing.” Shawn replied. Steve smiled mischievously. “The tests look totally legit, they didn’t give you away. But, I happen to know 2 guys you have stealthed. One was a friend, but he didn’t know your name or anything. Just told me what you looked like. I guess you told him you were on prep and he wasn’t. You were the only guy he’d been with ant the time he’d was knocked up. You ghosted him. ”The other was my ex and he in turn pozzed me. You fucked him at a bar like 2 months ago. He just tested beg. You were the only one he’d been with besides me since he tested. Just like my friend, he didn’t know your name but described you. I realized it was the same guy. “So I used some clues they gave and some stuff my friend said about your profile and managed to find you. I wanted to get poz babies from the source.” Shawn was amazed at the unlucky turn that lead to him poz 2 guys Steve knew so well. They lived in a city with millions of people, and he was always careful about it. But fucking and recharging a guy he gave hiv second hand was making him hard. “So you broke up with your boyfriend to get me? I don’t do boyfriends. Also why not just do a one on one and not involve the others?” Shawn asked. “No, I broke up with him because he was a dirty cheating loser. I had him on lock down the last 6 months before we broke up. I was tracking him, daily phone checks, never letting him out of my sight when we were out, him not going any where alone. He worked from home. ”I made us test when I put him on lock down and again 3 mints later. Both times we were negative. Then 2 weeks later you fuck him the one time I don’t follow him to the bathroom and a few week later he is poz and gives it to me. After this happened, despite my efforts, I decided it wasn’t worth it anymore. So I kicked him to the curb. ”I formed my plan. All the guys here tonight had at one point cheated with my boyfriend.frwnted they were all over 6 months ago before I locked him down, but I am a petty bitch and I keep receipts. Found them on the apps and used that to trick them here so I could have you help me poz them. And get my recharge from the source while I was at it. I am a devious little fag!” Steve winked as he finished explaining. Shawn was amazed at how far Steve had gone. He was also hard as a rock thinking about it! Finding a guy as kinky, piggy, and deviuos as him was rare. Steve was a hot fucker that just got even hotter to him. “I love it! Devil twinks are the best! I can’t wait to recharge that neg boy hole with my strain! Are you going to follow your poz sires lead and stealth poz others?” Steve put his drink down, stood up and walked to Shawn, sinking between his leges till his moth was dick levels. A mere inch from Shawn’s super hard massive poz dick. “Yes daddy, I plan on give you more heirs!” With that be took Shawn’s 8.5 in dick balls deep down his throat. He clearly had no gag reflex. He proceeded to give Shawn the best head he had ever had. Shawn had to use all his control not to nut down his boy’s throat. After several minutes Shawn pulled Steve up, pushed him against the bar, bent his knees and pulled his ass out at the perfect height, and slide his monster raw toxic cock balls deep into Steve in one go. He was not gentle, he did not care how good it felt for Steve. He was rock hard and wanted to claim that ass! Make it truly his. His dick was so hard it almost hurt. He pounded deep and fast. All while Steve moaned for his poz dick and toxic cum. Steve’s hole has loosened up and was wet with cum and lube. A loud smack sound filled the air each time Shawn hit home. Moans and dirty talk flew. Finally, after 20 minutes of hard pounding Shawn exploded balls deep in his poz boy! Recharging him with his strain. “Thats it faggot boy. Take your poz daddies toxic seed! Feel it recharge your ass!” Shawn told him as he came. Shawn pulled out, pushed Steve to his knees. “Suck that daddy dick clean boy! Taste all the loads in your hole! That’s it suck it clean fag!” Steven jerked his dick and shot his toxic babies all over the floor as he sucked his daddy’s dick clean! Shawn pulled Steve up and kissed him hard. They continued to make out and play with each other as they went to the shower to clean off. Neither came again that day, but it was safe to say they came together many times in the future! The End ——- I hope everyone enjoyed the story. I can’t believe how long it took me to complete it, but I truthfully forgot about it for a while, lol.

Part 1 John had always tried to be a good boy, taking every precaution he could to stay safe and healthy. Most days, he was like a saint, living a mostly sexless solo life in his 20s and 30s. Still, every now and then, he couldn’t resist the lure of being a cum-hungry bottom for daddies and bears. He stopped using condoms in his teens and accepted that he would surely become poz someday. After all, he had taken loads from dozens of men, some complete strangers, and never asked about status. He figured that was just the price to pay. Somehow, he remained HIV negative and never caught an STD. The news came as a surprise to him when he was finally tested in his mid-30s. John realized he made it through unscathed. With the rise of Prep, he felt like his days of worrying about AIDS were long gone. And then he pigged out a little too much one day and that all changed. After a few years on Prep, sex just wasn’t the same without the thrill of knowing this could be the fuck that would make him poz. That thought made him instantly hard, each and every time. He tried to compensate for this change by intentionally seeking out poz Daddies for occasional breedings. A neg cock just wouldn’t cut it anymore, and he needed to know he was giving it up to a proud poz man. Soon, though, that wasn’t enough either. He felt like he was playing it too safe. He needed some risk again, but he didn’t want to actually be pozzed. So he decided he’d skip doses of Prep for a few days at a time. Then, he took a two-week break before he resumed the once-daily preventative. Feeling a hot leather daddy he brought home from the bar in a drunken stupor explode inside him made him wild with lust, and he begged this stranger to knock him up three more times that night before he sent him home in the early morning. He took his Prep again, and tested negative a month later. John was relieved, but part of him was disappointed. He didn’t realize this conflicted feeling would lead to his life-changing experience just a few months later.

Hi, I’m Sam. I’m 18 years old, 5 ‘ 9 “, black hair, green eyes, with a light brown tan complexion. I’m half Caucasian on my mom’s side and half Mexican on my dad’s side. Everyone says I look exactly like my mom due to our perfectly perky asses. My mom gets cat calls all the time and I even get some when men see me from behind. I just had the best night of my life. I didn’t just lose my virginity. It was taken. And I loved it. It all started when I came home about 4 hours ago. It was 11pm and I was coming home from a friend’s house. I say friend but he’s more like a special friend. We are exploring our sexuality together. I think I might be gay and he’s a straight guy really horny all the time. So he lets me practice blow jobs on him. But that was all before I got home. I walked in the house and it was dimly lit. My mom was out of town on a trip with my aunt and I was supposed to stay over at my friend’s but that didn’t work out. My dad was obviously not expecting me or anyone for that matter. He was sprawled out on the couch on a nod. He had his setup on the coffee table with all his drugs and pipes. Straight porn playing on the television. I knew he partied because he sold favors on the side for extra money. But he usually only used with my mom. It was odd that he was using alone. On the table I could see a packed baggie full of tina, a few pipes, lighters, and some foil with H melted on it. I could see a black bag open that had a few clean needles in it and balloons of product. He had some foil on the couch beside him and a lighter in his hand. He was on a good nod. He would probably be out for a while. I looked him up and down. He was shirtless, showing off his brown skin and tattoos across his chest. Damn he has great pecks, and his arms. Oh his biceps get me going every time I stare at them. My eyes lowered and noticed that he was only wearing boxers. The thin flimsy ones that have the gap that never quite closes all the way. They were nothing like my quality boxers that come with a button to close up. Oh my god… I can see his dick through the gap. My mouth starts to water. I was not able to get any quality time with my friend tonight and my hormones are raging. I wonder how good of a nod is he on. I whisper, Dad, you awake? Nothing. No response. I say it a little louder. Dad, you awake? Nothing still. I reach down and touch his arm. No response. I get braver. I touch his chest. No response. I put my whole hand on his peck muscle. No response. Dare I keep going? I look down at his boxer gap again. My mouth waters some more. I know I need some courage. I look down at the table and look at the pipe. I say to myself, I don’t think he will notice some of his stuff is gone. I open the bag of tina and fill a pipe. Flick. I melt the bowl and take my first hit. First of the night. Luckily my older brother taught me how to properly take a hit for my birthday. I blow out a small cloud. I look at the pip squeak cloud and know I can do better. I take another hit. This time breathing in longer and holding it. I release and clouds all around me. That’s more like it. I look down at my dad again. I touch his shoulder and wait. No response. I push the coffee table further away from my dad so there is room in front of him. I get down on my knees in front of him. I take a hit and lower my head to his crotch. I blow a cloud into the boxer gap. The smoke clears and I get brave. I reach into the gap with my fingers and lightly touch his dick. It’s so warm to the touch. I grab it and pull the 3 inch meat out of the gap. It looks just like mine except darker brown. I pull away and look across at my dad again. I tell myself I should stop. I should just go to my room and jerk off. That’s the safe thing to do. I think about it for a moment. I listen to my dad’s breathing and then listen to the background porn behind me. I turn around and see a Latina woman sucking a big brown dick. My mouth waters some more. I turn back toward my dad and think. What can I get away with? What is not going to send me straight to hell. My mind is going a million miles a minute. I turn toward the table and refill the pipe. I melt it down, take a few hits and finish half the bowl. Again I reach out with my hand and touch my dad’s chest. Nothing. No response. My hormones override my good judgement. I’m committed now. I take a huge hit and bend forward to blow it out on my dad’s uncut dick. I stick my tongue out and lick his tip. I pull up and take another hit and hold it. I put down the pipe and open my mouth and use my tongue to lift the tip in my mouth. The smoke empties from my mouth as it is replaced by dick. I love this feeling of having a dick in my mouth. As I bob on the small dick, I can feel it start to thicken. I bob and bob and release it from my mouth. I lick the underside of his dick as it’s filling out. I tongue his balls. Circle round left ball, circle round right ball. I return to his filled out dick. I pull back and admire my hard work. His dick is sticking straight out toward me. All 8.5 inches of uncut meat is staring me down. His foreskin is all pulled back now and his mushroom head is just slightly thicker than his shaft. I grab it with my hand and can’t get my hand around the thickness. I look up at his face. Still out on his nod. Perfect! I go down and throat his big dick. I take it half way. I try to relax and adjust my breathing. I lower another inch. I stabilize myself by putting my hands on my dad’s thighs. I bob up and down and still only get down about 5 inches in my throat. I grab his balls in earnest trying to shock him further down my throat. That’s when I feel it. I feel a hand on top of my head. I hear my dad moan. I lean back slightly so my eyes look upward at my dad. His mouth is open moaning but his eyes are still shut. I start to panic. I try to pull up off his dick but a second hand comes down on my head. He is pushing me down. I get as far as I can down. Then I hear it. My dad mumbles -oh fuck yeah. Take this big cock. He pushes my head down with force. He was not stopping until I gave in. I panic and try to take a breath in. That is all the leeway he needs. He shoves down and I couch as I bottom out on his dick. My mouth is on his pubes. My chin on his balls. He mumbles again – that’s right, I know you could take it you dirty whore. “Oh WHAT THE FUCK?!” He release his grip on my head and I jerk my head up and his dick slips out of my mouth. I stumble back a bit and try to get back on my feet. My dad yells –“STAY WHERE YOUR AT. WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON HERE? WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU ARE DOING?” He looks around and takes in the scene. Me on my hands and knees. The drugs out and pipe obviously used. He stands up with his dick sticking outward, hard as can be. He stairs down at me and takes a moment to think. He speaks –“I always knew you were a faggot but this is low even for that. My baby boy caught sucking me off like a 2 dollar whore. I see you have been smoking up my shit. A thieving whore too. I start to cry – I’m sorry dad. I just got high and couldn’t help myself. He responds – “oh stop that crying shit. It’s not time for that, you hear me boy! You obviously think you’re a man now. Doing adult shit. Gonna have to deal with this like a fucking man. You want to smoke like a man, fine then. He reaches down for the pipe and goes to the coffee table and refills it with a fat bowl. He hands it to me and says “smoke up. Finish the whole bowl” I start taking hit after hit, trying to finish the bowl quickly. He is busy at the table fixing something up. It’s just out of sight. He turns around and faces me and I can finally see what he was preparing. He wraps his arm and ties off. He made a point for himself and injects. A small coughing fit but he handles it like a pro. His dick that had started to soften returned to its full glory. I tell him I’m done with the bowl and he puts it down on the table. He orders me –“now you gone and woke the beast you stupid faggot.” He drops his boxers and kicks them aside. He points at his thick dick and says “get back to work you 2 dollar whore”. I’m in shock. Did he just tell me to suck him off again? I slowly move my legs and approach him slowly. “I said now faggot” he says down to me. As I get close to his cock with my mouth. He bends down a bit and as I open my mouth to take him back in, he slaps me with his right hand. “When I tell you to do something. Fucking do it. Now get back to work” I immediately get back to slobbering on his thick tool. He moans “that’s right, take it all in”. he places both hands on my head again and I’m forced to take all 8.5 inches in my throat. He proceeds to fuck my mouth and slams the back of my throat over and over and over again. I’m crying again. He looks down and says “yeah, now is the time for the tears”. He spits right in my face. He takes one of his hands and rubs the spit all over my cheek. It is all I can do to keep my teeth at bay as my jaw hurts but I dare not close down on it. He pushes me off of him and I’m thrown on my ass. He orders me to strip and he turns back to the table. I throw off my shirt and pants. I’m afraid to take my boxers off because of the obvious hard on I have. As if reading my mind, he yells out –“don’t make me repeat myself”. I drop my boxers and my 7 inch dick springs up. It stretches straight out just like my dad’s. I’m almost as thick as him but I can get my hand around the thickness, just barely. He turns around holding a tourniquet. He orders me around –“so you think with your dick like a man? Well, you take a man’s consequence. You pay off what you stole from me like a good faggot does, with his ass. But first, I’m gonna hit you like a man. Sit on the couch and reach out your arm.” I am scared shitless. I plead with him, I've never done that before. I already feel higher than I’ve ever felt. I’ve never even though of shooting up. But he said it wasn’t a request. I’ve never seen my dad like this. If I don’t obey, he will kick my ass. I better obey. I stretch out my arm and he ties me off. I close my eyes and feel a prick on my arm. He says “time to pay up, you thieving faggot”. He unties my arm and raises the arm. I immediately go into a coughing fit. I try to catch my breath. I feel a warmth envelop me and my hole starts to tingle. I know now why people shoot up. This feeling is amazing and all I can think of is DICK. He laughs and says “good, looks like you like it alright.” He spins me over and I'm on the couch face forward and I'm bent over with my ass out. My dad gets behind me and spits on his fingers and shoves 2 fingers in my virgin hole. I yelp. It hurts but in a good way. I plead please go slow, I'm a virgin. He laughs and says "so what. Gonna get fucked sometime." He pulls his fingers out and spits on my hole twice. He shoves in 3 fingers. I yelp again. I know he is trying to loosen me up and not trying to but he is rubbing my magic button every time he pushes his fingers in and I’m loving it. He pulls out his fingers and grabs a needleless syringe and inserts up my hole. He pushes its contents out. Tina lube is starting off a burning in my hole. He spouts “there, that’s the only kindness you will get tonight because I can’t wait. He lines up his thick dick with my hole and pushes forward. It’s a struggle to get in because of the girth but he does not stop until the head is fully in my hole. He holds there a second. I push out instinctively and feel the lube spreading in me. I unclench and he slams his entire length into me. I’m struck with pain. Pain and pleasure. It’s hard to explain but I winced and moaned. He slaps my ass **slap** first on the left side and then the right. **slap**. I clinch down and feel his dick throb in me. He bends down close to my ear and says “you better open up quick faggot, I’m impatient”. He pulls almost entirely out, leaving only the tip inside. Then slam! All 8.5 inches inside. He long dicks me non stop for what feels like hours. When he finally pulls out, there is a popping sound of this head slurping out. I ask did you cum in me? He laughs and says “you haven’t earned that yet. I’m just getting a water. You get over to my bed room and get on your back. I’ll be in there in a minute. I walk back to the master bedroom and I can barely walk. I was a virgin. Was, I was a virgin. My hole was tingling nonstop and only wanted to be stretched by dick some more. I hobbled over to the bed and laid on my back as ordered. He came back to the room with a water bottle. He drank half and threw the half bottle on the bed. I didn’t bother reaching for it. It wasn’t for me. I knew that. He holds up my ankles with one hand and shoves his 3 fingers into my hole some more. I feel them stretch apart. That’s when I feel the burn. I’m familiar with that burn now. I know it will only intensify my need for dick. For my dad’s dick. Fingers out and dick pushed back in. He slams the fullness of him inside of me. I felt him hit my button again. I notice my dick for the first time since the fucking started. I’m soft as can be but leaking precum. The foreskin is pulled back just enough for the head to be visible leaking the clear liquid. He starts pounding my hole again like before. He lets my ankles go and my legs fall on his shoulders. I can feel his chest on my legs with every thrust. god I’m loving it. I push back into him. He grips my hip and drills my hole like the pro that he was. I tried to jerk off but he slapped my hand away. I’m not allowed to do that evidently. He keeps assaulting my hole. I can feel my hole being forced open as he twists to fuck me at different angles. He pulls out and tells me –“fucking bitch, get into doggie position. I wanna see that ass in front of me. Just like fucking your mom in her ass. She loves that shit too.” He slides right in. my ass as stretched to accommodate his thickness and pounds with ease. The room echos with the slaps. Slap of his body slapping into my ass. Slap of his balls slapping against my taint. The slap of my dick bouncing against my stomach and the bed. I feel the build up and without warning, I shoot my load on the bed below me. My cumming must have done something good with my ass because all I hear is “ oh fuck yeah, milk my dick. Make me feel it. Take my fucking load you no good cum loving faggot. ahHHHHHHH”. As he roars out loud, I can feel rope after rope of cum filling my insides up. He collapses on me and I feel his hot body against mine. I’m in heaven. The session has taken a lot out of him so he holds still on me for a few minutes. He eventually pulls off me and stands. “Get the fuck out of here. Go back to your room. I can’t stand to look at you for a while. I’ll come find you again when I’m hard again. I’m good for at least 3 more loads.” He slaps my ass as I walk away from him. “Hey look at me when I speak to you”. I turn around and look him right in the eye. “You ever speak of this to anyone, I mean anyone, and I’ll fucking kill you with my bare hands. You got that?” I nod my head. “oh, and in case you are too fucking dumb to realize, you’re my new backup pussy when your mom leaves town. Now get back to your room. I walked to my room and closed the door. I’m laying in bed just twitching like the chem whore my dad made me. Like I said before. My virginity was taken and I loved it. I’m just going to wait here until my hole is needed again.

For my 26th birthday, I reached out to someone in my area who does edging sessions. His one condition is I have to refrain from cumming for at least a week. I agreed (spoiler: never made it to a full week). By the fourth or fifth day, I was going crazy and was hooking up with guys left and right on Grindr. The dude said no cumming, nothing about having sex. One night, I message this profile I’ve seen in my area but glossed over because he was second of third tier hot, but having fucked most of the first-tier guys that were interested, I was desperate. I went over to his place at 1am and he fucked me in a bed room without furniture. He was a flight attendant and didn’t bother investing in furniture. While the fuck was whatever, I was in major heat and told him all my dark desires of being gang fucked, no loads refused. He asked if I was on Prep and I said no, since I turned 26 and no longer qualified for parent’s insurance. He said that was risky, but if I wanted, he can set up a gang bang for me. My eyes lit up and asked him if he was serious. He said he’s always wanted to set one up and would take care of me. A few days later, he tells me to come over because he wants to dump a load. I rush over and after he fucks me, he tells me he’s found a few guys who are down. I’m so giddy and ask to see the guys he’s messaged. He opens Grindr and shows me, but I noticed that most if not all the dudes either don’t have their status, says poz, or poz undetectable. I ask him why, and he says he’s vetting them to make sure they’re undetectable because it’s safer than guys who have been untested. He is right, so I thank him for being so thoughtful. A couple more days passed, and I’m still in heat. Decided to forgo my edging session and just go full slut bottom mode. Making my rounds with guys from my neighborhood, with multiple repeat sessions. I get a message to meet him at this hotel near the airport. Go to the room and he’s inside. Tells me he has a few guys lined up for me throughout the night. I’m excited since it’s Friday, so there’s the extra fun that comes with the start of the weekend. He tells me to get naked and sniff some poppers. He offers me an edible to get me relaxed. I ask for his cock and thank him for setting this up. He fucks me really hard, harder than normal and tells me to enjoy his cum. He pulls out and feeds me some poppers, and tells me to be a good slut and show him I am slutty enough to live out my fantasies. I take this as a challenge and become determined to impress him. His name is David btw. First guy comes, and he looks very average. Unshaven pubes. A bit of a gut. Lots of untrained body hair. Average cock. Fucks me and calls me putah and maricon, and dumps his load and leaves. David tells me how hot that was, and I need to keep taking it like that. Then two guys come at same time. Seems like they knew each other. They both get undressed and say things like damn this is hot. Both look youngish, maybe mid to late 20s. They take turn fucking my hole and face. David tells them to cum in my hole and the second guy says to take his dirty load. Alarms go off in my head. I knew what that meant. Don’t know why I didn’t confront the guys before they left, but I waited until after and asked David if he was sure they were undetectable. He said yes, but they prolly like verbal poz play. I didn’t think much of it because I also like verbal poz play, which I also told him. He tells me he can instruct the guys who are also into verbal play to lean into it, and I said yes! Two more guys came at different times. They were less hot and really playing the poz verbal. Saying things like how they’ll get me pregnant. How sluts like me love and crave the gift. How I won’t have my boyish looks for long. Second guy made me beg for his poz load. Of course I did. It was so hot. Every time a guy nutted into me, David would feed me poppers, almost like a reward. Then this older daddy came. He had the body of a trucker, and kinda smelled like he had been on the road for a few days unshowered. I was so turned on. This guy was dominant and verbal. Really took his time. He told me that he bet I would still let him but inside me even if he wasn’t undetectable because sluts like me don’t care deep down. I was going along with everything he said until this point. David noticed and came closer to me and fed me some poppers. He told me to answer the hot man fucking me. Tell him what I really wanted. That I didn’t care if they were detectable, in fact I craved it. The poppers were hitting. The trucker dad was fucking me so good. I was feeling so good, when I just said fuck it and said that I would let him still breed me if he was detectable. He laughed and said he knew it. He started fucking harder and as he came, he told me to beg for his poz load. I screamed that I needed it and wanted him to get me pregnant with his poz babies. After he left, David started playing with my nips and told me that was so hot. That I love getting poz cum. He told me to tell him how much I wanted more poz cum. I confessed it was really hot and how I wouldn’t be opposed to it. I could always go on Pep after. He kissed me and said good boy. He would start looking for poz guys instead. He went back on his phone and within a few minutes, another guy came. Damn that was fast. I took three more loads that night from three more guys. I begged for their poz loads. David cuddled me and told me I was such a good boy, and asked how my hole was feeling. I told him it was super sore, but I’m glad we did it. He said he was falling for me, and I said I felt similarly. We spent the entire weekend together being really intimate. Then he said he had to go and won’t be back until the following Wednesday. After dropping him off at the airport, I realized the window for Pep had passed. I was a little nervous but didn’t dwell on it. I’m sure David only contacted undetectable guys. I heard from David increasingly less after. He said his work schedule was packed and he won’t get more long breaks for a while. A couple months after that fun hotel night, I got really sick. I told David and he said I’m a dumb bitch. Don’t contact him and go get tested. He told me that my young, innocent face deserved to get wrecked. Enjoy the bug. I was so shocked, but so turned on. I reached out to another fwb in my area and told him to come fuck me right away. FWB is a pig but was hesitant. He’s always had this fantasy of fucking someone while they’re passed out, and I’ve been reluctant. I thought hey, let’s barter. I agreed to let him give me some NyQuil and in exchange, he can do whatever he wants me with any of his friends, no questions asked. But he can’t film it, and loads have to go inside me. He came over. Anyway, David fucked me over, but set me free. He was a psychopath, but I wouldn’t be ok with taking loads with the door open at Steamworks on the regular without care if it wasn’t for him. Fuck you, but also thank you.

So satisfied from today. I've been locked in chastity all week and my horniness got the better of me with me begging a master to meet me in the local cruising bar to fuck and breed me before I had to go meet friends. Turns the cruising bar didn't open until much later so we had to improvise, going to another bar that I thought would be quieter. After a drink I led him upstairs to the gents and locked us into the cubicle, quickly stripping down to my jock and cockcage and begging him to pound my desperate hole while lubing up his cock with my mouth. It wasn't long until he was balls deep in me, pushing my face up against the cold tiled wall and whispering in my ear, telling me what a desperate cumdump faggot I was. So satisfied from today. I've been locked in chastity all week and my horniness got the better of me with me begging a master to meet me in the local cruising bar to fuck and breed me before I had to go meet friends for the rest of the night. Turns out the cruising bar didn't open until much later so we had to improvise, going to a standard bar that I thought would be quieter. After a drink I led him upstairs to the gents and locked us into the cubicle, quickly stripping down to my jock and cockcage and begging him to pound my desperate hole while lubing up his cock with my mouth. It wasn't long until he was balls deep in me, pushing my face up against the cold tiled wall and whispering in my ear, telling me what a desperate cumdump faggot I was. After a few minutes of fucking without anyone else coming in and discovering us he got a bit braver and stopped whispering and just outright telling me what a faggot I was and how wrecked he was gonna leave my cunt, making me beg for him to breed me and shoving poppers under my nose and forcing me to take deep hits until I was just a quivering mess shoved up against the wall as he slammed in and out of my hole, all while I begged him to cum in me and telling him what a pathetic cumwhore I was. As we continued uninterrupted the motion sensor for the lights in the bathroom hadn't been triggered and we were suddenly plunged into darkness while he continued to trash my cunt and got more and more intense with his hot verbal. When he finally shot his load inside me I was practically crying out for him to breed me without any care for who heard or if anyone came in, I could feel every squirt of his inside me and it must have been a good few days worth. I made him stay inside me for a few moments after to make sure that I got every last drop of his alpha seed inside me before cleaning off his cock and pulling my jeans back up, satisfied in being a good cumslut for a hot alpha dom. I love how wild we managed to be in what was pretty much a public space where anyone could walk in on us and it was so hot and satisfying to go on the rest of the night full of cum, I have a feeling he might want to do this sort of meet again soon 😈💦💦💦

I needed some random cock so I went to the Vault last Sunday. I got down by one of the glory holes and was presented with the first cock - I sucked on it for about 5 minutes but he withdrew without cumming. It was immediately replaced with another smaller cock. I took him deep and massaged his balls while I sucked him. Again he withdrew without cumming. Next I was presented with the most handsome cock - a thick uncut heavily veined shaft. The smell of his sweaty balls was intoxicating. I took him deep and sucked hard, giving him long deep strokes and teasing his helmet with my tongue. I wanted his load so I was determined to make him shoot. Finally I felt his balls tense and he shot a torrent of sperm into my mouth and down my throat. Fukkin beatiful thick load. After swallowing his load I hung around one of the play rooms. I wore a jockstrap so the men would know my arse was available to fuck. I felt a hand on my back as he pushed me forward and bent me over one of the barrels. He felt for my hole and without warning he forced his cock up my arse. He fucked me for about 10 minutes and shot his load. I felt it in my hole and running down my legs. He pulled out and left. As I was standing up I felt another hand on my shoulder and a voice said “get back down” I felt another thicker cock going up my sloppy hole. As he held my arms down while he fucked me I could see he was a black guy. That got me so fukkin horny cuz it’s been years since I was fucked by black dude. He fucked his load into me and it poured out my hole and down my legs. He pulled out and walked away. I got dressed and left. All the way home I felt the 2 loads soaking my jocks and the taste of the third load in my mouth.

A childhood friend and I took turns rimming and fingering each other when we were both 10 years old. A year later we both went to the same school and he totally ignored me and he is now married with kids. My disappointment didn't last long as my straight 16 year old cousin also went to the same school and I sucked his cock to completion loads of times. At least once a week my straight classmate and best friend and I had week had wanking marathons while watching straight porn. We were both 13 when we started and he knew that I was gay. I couldn't resist licking his cum off his chest and tummy the first time he shot his load. I was nervous to lick his cummy cock head but when I did he thrust it into my mouth. A lot of girls have sucked his cock but I gave him his first deep throat blow job and it was the first time anyone had swallowed his entire load. He never needed a cum rag when we watched porn together. About a year later I was on my knees giving my friend and another classmate blow jobs when his mother walked in on us

Chapter V (Part 2) Mitch quickly got up and grabbed the pipe, telling Tyler and Daniel he was going to his room to fill up the pipe. Mitch quickly found Ben in the kitchen, pacing back and forth, panting, and trying to compose himself. Ben's eyes were wide with shock, his body trembling with adrenaline and a mix of fear and a surprising arousal. Mitch approached him, his voice low and soothing. "Look, Ben," he started, his hand gently resting on Ben's shoulder, "you saw something you weren't supposed to. But you need to understand, Daniel is a powerful man who is close friends with other very powerful men. He'd never let this little secret of ours escape these walls. Do you understand?" Ben tried to pull away, his mind racing, but Mitch's grip tightened holding him in place. Ben looked into Mitch’s eyes and a shutter ran down his spine. This was not the man he had met earlier, not the guy telling silly dad jokes – the guy who had made him feel so at home and at peace just hours earlier – no, this guy was primal…an animal, clearly ready to attack…whatever that would even mean. "You have two choices," Mitch continued, leaning in closer, his hot breath on Ben's neck. "You can be part of our fun, cut loose and join the party and make this the fucking best most exciting summer of your young life… I am positive Daniel and Tyler would be into you jumping in with us. Or, option two: you can leave and forget about it. You’ll tell Tyler something came up back home and I will fly you back to Texas and neither Daniel or Tyler will ever have to know about this. You’ll have a secret you will take to your grave. But Ben, listen carefully son…if you ever tell anyone, well, what happens after that would be out of my control.” The threat hung in the air, heavy and palpable. Ben's heart thundered in his chest, the fear and confusion killing him, but he couldn’t help but acknowledge that as stressful as this all was, for some reason, his cock had been twitching while Mitch was talking. And although he was pretty sure Mitch was threatening to have him killed, he found himself trying to hide the boner in his boxers that became all too obvious once Mitch called him “son”. Ben saw Mitch’s eyes track down to his cock and knew he was busted. A slick grin slowly crept across Mitch’s face as he reached towards Ben and stuck his hand roughly into Ben’s boxers. A quiet whimper and moan escaped Ben’s lips. “Looks like your cock made the decision for you” he whispered in Ben’s ear. Bent felt his resolve wavering, his body betraying him with every beat of his pulse. Mitch noticed the wall breaking down, his eyes gleaming with mischief, a predator cornering his prey. Mitch released the boy’s cock and reached into his pocket, pulling out a small baggie filled with crystalline powder and shards. "You know you want to," his hand brushing against Ben's crotch and he set out two lines of tina on the kitchen counter. "It'll make this night a lot more fun. You do this with me, and I promise to protect you and make you feel really, really fucking good. Don’t you want to let daddy make you feel good son?” He took a straw and snorted one of the lines he had set on the counter while keeping his eye on the tent in Ben’s boxers. Mitch noticed that whenever he called Ben son, he could see Ben’s cock twitch. With a cocky smile Mitch handed the straw to Ben. “Its now or never son, what’s it gonna be?" Ben took the straw from Mitch, still uncommitted and knowing he must decide now. The promise of oblivion was tempting, and the look on Tyler’s face while his dad was fucking him was unreal and it was obvious he was feeling things that had made Ben incredibly curious. And so, Ben had decided – he would try the Tina and see what happened. With trembling hands Ben bent down and snorted the line. He stood up and instantly felt the drug begin to rush through his body, burning like hell as it claimed him. His vision swam as the drug took hold, and suddenly, the fear he felt minutes earlier had turned to excitement, the horror to desire. Mitch handed Ben the pipe and lit the torch under the bowl and watched as Ben inhaled deeply, taking his first hit of the drug that would soon change him. “Nice cloud son. Give me one more before we go join the boys.” Ben obeyed, blowing a second cloud bigger than the first. Mitch moved in closer to the boy, their lips almost touching and whispered at Ben “You made the right choice”. Just as Ben went to respond Mitch kissed him before he could begin to speak. As the two men kissed, and the drugs coursed through their veins, the last remaining barriers between the men disappeared. Their hands explored each other’s bodies, Ben feeling the wide strong shoulders on Mitch and Mitch took in this college boy’s smooth strong young body. Ben felt Mitch’s hands slid down his back and glide across his ass, causing the boy to moan into his mouth, driving Mitch wild. Pulling away from their kiss Mitch spun the boy around and dropped to his knees telling him “You’re about to feel really fucking good boy”. Before Ben could respond he felt Mitch’s tongue enter him, beginning to open up his hole and giving him more pleasure than he had ever known. He gasped at the sudden rush of pleasure. Mitch’s strong hand settled on the small of Ben’s back, a firm grip that held him in place as his other hand ventured to the young man’s throbbing cock. He gave it a squeeze that sent a jolt of desire through Ben’s body, and the boy’s moan grew in urgency. “Ugh, fuckkkk!” Ben’s voice was strained, a mix of pleasure and desperation. Mitch’s thoughts raced with anticipation. He knew what was to come, the relentless assault he was about to unleash on Ben’s hole and his need to claim Ben’s tight body grew with every passing second. He spied a bottle of lube next to a bag of Tina on a nearby shelf and grabbed both, keeping his actions hidden from Ben’s view. The thought of fucking the boy, filling him up, made his cock throb painfully. He applied a generous amount of the lube to a large shard he removed from the bag, his own heart racing as he contemplated the stretch and burn that awaited Ben. Without a word, he inserted the shard of meth into Ben’s tight hole, watching the boy’s eyes widen in shock. The shard was a precursor to his true intentions, a gentle stretch to help the boy open up and prepare him to take the monster that was his cock. Ben yelped in pain, but before he could protest, Mitch shoved his thick finger inside, pushing through the resistance and reaching deep. “FUCK!” Ben’s head snapped back, his eyes watering. “What the fuck was that? It hurt like a bitch, dude, don’t do it again!” Mitch chuckled darkly, the sound vibrating through Ben’s body. He stood up, his cock jutting out like a weapon of desire. He grabbed Ben’s hips and pinned him to the wall, the head of his cock nudging at Ben’s entrance. “Son, that was just my finger.” The words were a gruff whisper, a promise of the pain and pleasure to come. “You’ve got a whole hard, thick cock waiting to fill you up. It’s going to hurt at first son, a lot worse than my finger. But you can take it. You saw Tyler taking his dad’s cock, didn’t you son? You want to take your dad’s cock like Tyler? You think you can take it bubba?” Mitch began to slide his cock along Ben’s crack, the pre-cum leaking from the tip smearing across his skin. “I can take it”, Ben responded in a defiant tone. “Good boy”, Mitch replied. He applied steady pressure, the head of his cock pushing against Ben’s tight hole, the anticipation driving the boy wild. Ben’s whines grew louder, a symphony of fear and lust that only served to excite Mitch further. “Mitch, no, it hurts!” Ben’s voice was desperate, his body tensing as he felt the pressure increasing. “Relax, baby, relax for daddy.” The words were a command, a promise of the ecstasy that was about to overwhelm Ben. “You’re going to take all of me, and you’re going to love it. Just open up for daddy.” The tip of his cock breached Ben’s tight ring, the sensation of being split apart making Ben’s eyes roll back in his head. He cried out in pure agony. “Nooo! Please dude stop its too fucking big”. Mitch grunted as the remembered the bottle of poppers he had in his pocket. “I know it hurts son, I know I know” Mitch cooed softly into Ben’s ear. Taking out the small bottle Mitch gave the poppers a good shake and handed them over and barked a command at Ben. “Inhale these deeply into both nostrils son, it will help with the pain”. As Ben took his first hit of the poppers Mitch felt the boy’s hole relax. Mitch pushed in further, inch by agonizing inch, feeling Ben’s body give way to him. Ben’s face was a mask of pleasure and pain, his eyes screwed shut, his teeth gritted. He was so tight, so perfect, and the sound of his moans and desperate whines filled the room. With a final, powerful thrust, Mitch seated himself fully within Ben, the sensations of being filled beyond what he thought possible causing Ben to become dizzy with pleasure. Ben’s body spasmed around Mitch’s cock, and he could the younger man’s insides clenching, trying to adjust to the intrusion. “Daddy!” Ben’s voice was a whimper, a plea for both mercy and to continue to be filled. Mitch leaned in, his hot breath against Ben’s ear. “You’re doing so good son. You’re taking your dad’s cock like a champ.” His words were soothing, a stark contrast to the brutal act he was committing, and the father son role-play the two men had so easily fallen into was driving both guys wild. Withdrawing almost all the way, Mitch thrust back in, setting a rhythm that had Ben’s body bouncing back against him. The boy’s cries grew louder, and he could feel Ben’s muscles trying to push him out, but his grip was too firm, his cock too insistent. As Mitch slammed fully inside him, he began to press the spot deep inside Ben that awoken him to pleasures he didn’t know existed. “Oh fuck! Fuck, fuck, fuck oh fuck dad fuck me fuckkkkk” Ben began to moan as he fully gave himself over to the man inside him. Mitch’s strokes grew more vigorous, his hips snapping against Ben’s ass with a wet slap that echoed in the room. He watched the boy’s face, the contorted expression of pleasure and pain, and felt his own orgasm building. His hand reached down to grip Ben’s cock, stroking in time with his thrusts. Mitch's hands found their way under Ben's hips, lifting him slightly to change the angle of penetration. He hit Ben's prostate with each deep plunge, the sensation so intense that Ben's eyes watered and his mouth opened releasing a steady unending moan of wild pleasure. "That's it," Mitch encouraged, his voice strained with his own desire. "Take it all, Ben. Take it like the good boy you are, making your dad so proud son." The words sent a bolt of electricity through Ben's body. He had never felt so wanted, so used, so completely owned. It was intoxicating, and he could feel his orgasm building, his balls tightening with every deep stroke into his ass. Mitch's breath grew harsher, his movements more erratic as he approached his climax. His cock grew even larger, stretching Ben to the limits of what he thought he could handle. Yet, Ben's body responded, eagerly accepting the man's seed as if it had been starved for it. "I'm gonna cum," Ben moaned, his voice barely audible. "Not yet," Mitch warned, his hand squeezing the base of Ben's cock, preventing his release. "We're gonna do this together." Mitch's hands reached around Ben's body, finding his swollen, leaking cock. He began to stroke it in sync with his thrusts, the sensation too much for the boy to handle. He thrashed beneath Mitch, his body a live wire of pleasure. "Now," Mitch yelled, allowing Ben's cock to erupt in a torrent of hot cum, painting the rug underneath him. The sight of Ben's pleasure was too much for Mitch, and with a final, powerful thrust, he emptied himself into Ben's tight, quivering hole, holding the boy tightly against his chest as he pumped the final shot of cum inside him. As the two men caught their breath, and Mitch began to slide out of Ben, they heard a very distinct sound: the intentional noise a man makes when clearing his throat. Both guys immediately turned to find Daniel and Tyler standing to their side, both men slowly playing with their cocks as they took in the show. “Well, well, isn’t this interesting” Daniel cocked his head towards the two sweat drenched men. “Interesting indeed”.

Part 5 I was pissed, but did I have any right to be? So Tom and Tag had asked for a few minutes alone, said they had some brotherly bonding to take care of before absconding to the backseat of my fucking car. “Easy, Griff” I tried to calm myself down. This was to be expected, Tom and Tag needed to clear the air and have some naked time together to get it all out in the open. I just didn’t like this feeling. This feeling like I was being abandoned. Daddy issues, you know. But I was hardly being left alone. I made my way to the back of the club to my favorite room here: Room 3. I opened the door and entered and was immediately enchanted by the groans and grunts of man on man pig sex and action. This was the sling room and I apparently had the luck of timing because there was a sling to the right of the room that was open. I quickened my pace and hoisted myself into it. I’d barely had time to settle before I felt a slap on my now exposed ass. “There he is, my sexy little Griffin” “Colin! It’s been too long.” and it had been. I gazed up at him in astonishment. Colin was here? Colin was back? Colin had been where it had all started for Tom and I. A sexy, Scottish, mid-30’s ad-exec, no nonsense, svelte and muscles. He had the most perfect cut 8” cock and was a dominant man who knew how to take charge and turn two innocent uni boys he met at a club into his new chemmed up pig sluts. “Griff, where’s your other half.” “He’s here- off with his little brother right now. We’re… following your lead and showing him the way.” “What a good little slut I’ve trained.” Colin said as he began to worry his fingers against my anal ring. I moaned. Then his full lips were on mine and I’d forgotten the force of his kisses, they now felt like a reclamation. “I want my turn with the new kid tonight.” he growled a whisper in my ear. “You, Tom and Him will be coming back to mine after. Is that understood?” It wasn’t a request. My dick lurched at the command. “Yes, Sir!” Colin had left the states for a few months for business- “When didn’t you get back? How long are you-” “Shhhhh-” he said as he lined up his fuckstick with my hole “Do you want to exchange niceties?” He spat on his cock then punch it into my cunt fully in on go “Or do you want me to slam you up, use you and fuck and fist this pretty little hole, Griffin?” My jaw fell open. For a moment, in the shock nothing came out, then a gutteral groan before I screamed “fuck yes, Master.” “Master?! What happened to sir. Griffin, if you want me to be your master, I would take you under my wing and show you realms you’d never dreamed of. But only you. I am sir to many, but master to one. Think about it. You and Tom- Well, you would need to separate. Could you do that?” “We’re not a couple but-” “But your best mates who do everything together. Everything. We’d still have fun with Tommy boy, but I’d want you to myself too, Griff. Think about it. We’ll have a discussion over dinner in two nights time. But for now. Let’s fuck.” With that he pulled out two syringes and I knew this night was about to get so much better. My mind swam with his offer as I tied my arm off and got ready. Tom and I had been on this adventure together, and now we were going to bring Tag in and it would be us three. But Colin… his offer was kinda the next step in what I wanted to explore. And Tom, as wild as he was. He has limits… limits I just don’t want to play by anymore. And if Tom and Tag want time together alone now, maybe their path is together as a duo. But- Like Colin said- tonight isn’t about serious decisions. Tonight is about serious fucking. “Cheers, mate” we clinked syringes then brought them to our ties off elbows. I concentrated on the crook of mine where there was a nice, fat vein. It went right in- I registered right away and was quickly pushing down on the plunger, I hadn’t even asked how much was in this one. “What a slut” I mumbled to myself. The now empty syringe was pulled from my arm’ tourniquet removed and needle capped. Colin finished around the same time and disappeared the supplies on a table next to us. The way this slam hit just right made me believe in miracles. I’ve slammed before and I’ll slam again but this slam was some kind of special. I was coughing and tasting and overwhelmed as the heat came over me. Colin’s gaze turned devilishly piggy as his rush hit him and he coughed as well. He bucked his hip forward reminding me I was impaled on his throbbing 8 inches. I wish I could tell you more about this rush but there’s just no differentiating where it began and I ended. It was so consuming. Colin and I were like fire and air, consuming each other with a ferocity that could not be contained. I could tell others were watching and I could feel cocks in my hand or occasional loas shoot onto me, but all I remained focused on was the man fucking me. He would occasionally tell me to “turn my head like a good slut” and I’d feel a new cock in my mouth, grateful for it but trying to keep my eyes on his. I’d lost track of time but felt the exact moment he blasted his load into me growling “I want you to be mine boy. I want to be your Master, to breed this beautiful cunt and destroy you like you’re my property. Because you will be my property.” With those words I felt his cum burst inside me and I came hands free. We basked in the afterglow, trying to get our breath back. He withdrew and I groaned. Another lined up as if to fuck me next. “Back off!” Colin warned him, and he did.I smirked. “C’mon Griff, we’re going.” “Going? You promised to fist me though. He advanced on me, still in the sling and grabbed around my neck pulling me in for a brutal, crusking kiss, then lowered to my neck and sucked to claim. I knew he was leaving his mark. He then whispered in my ear “You will follow me boy, because I need to get you out of here. I have had about enough sharing you tonight with them that I can stand. I told you I would be bringing you lads back to mine and I will be. I’ll share you with Tom and his brother but I need to be the one to claim you from now on. No one else touches this but me. Clear?” As he said that he forced three fingers into my cum filled cunt and I moaned. He smirked against my lips then brought the cum soaked fingers up to my mouth and made me suck them off. His cum was delicious and tasted like nectar I’d been desperate for. “I will be fisting you. I will be showing you three one hell of a night. I will be showing you what separates me, a man, from the boys. I will make sure by the end of this very night that you will unequivocally be begging me to be your master in two days time.” “Yes, Mas-” “Uh uh uh- you haven’t earned the right to call me that yet.” Colin caught me, I hadn’t even realized it. It was knee-jerk. “Yes, Sir.” * Tom stopped Tag just outside the warehouse door. Their conversation and fuck had bee intense. Now they had to find Griff and tell him it was time to leave for the night. Tom wasn’t sure where. Maybe they could grab a hotel. All he knew is the three of them had unfinished business and the night was still young. Tom was so happy that Tag was here now- so ready to really introduce him to everything, but he wanted it to be special. More special than in a warehouse. They opened the door and entered and just beyond the door was Griff and FUCK, was that?! COLIN!? He looked at me and Tag with a wolfish grin. “Tommy boy! Are you ready for a night your younger brother will never forget. Get your things together lads, we’re going to continue the evening at mine.” Tom looked to Griff who raised his eyebrows before breaking out in a devilish grin. Colin had shown them this world, he might as well be the one to help show Tag. Tom sighed and then said “Colin, I’d like to introduce my little brother Tag.”

The words stung me back to reality. What was I doing? I stopped sucking Sam and looked up at him. He nodded, trying to encourage me. I shook my head and blushed. He smiled, I swear he had the sweetest smile I've ever seen. "Just fingers on his hole Andy." "Really?" "Yeah." "What the fuck is the point then?" Andy asked, then stormed off. Sam, of course, followed him and I was left in the room, naked, drool on my chin. I caught a glance in the wardrobe's mirror and looked away. I felt like shit. I tried not to listen as the couple argued in another room. Slowly the arguing stopped. I put my trousers on and waited to be summoned, hoping that they wouldn't be arguing because of me for too long. After some time, the door opened and Sam stepped in. He told me that this was the spare room anyway and I should spend the night. Andy had work in the morning anyway. I apologised, almost crying and Sam sat next to me, he put his arm around me and kissed my forehead. "Don't worry lad, it's a big step. Go to sleep and you can just leave in the morning." As Sam left I pretty much just lay down and went to sleep until I was stirred by a door closing. I sat bolt upright and looked around; gorgeous apartment, feeling fresh, for a brief moment everything seemed perfect. Then I remembered everything and must have audibly cringed as Sam soon entered the bedroom. "Looking good." He said. "Thanks. Look, I'm so sorry about last night." "To be honest, it was kind of ridiculous. I'm glad you're apologising, that is sweet of you. I didn't even get to cum!" I laughed. Sam leaned in and whispered that "We have all day now." and I sat naively stunned as he pulled his hardening cock out of his pyjama pants. "Now suck my fucking cock" His grip on my neck was strong so I didn't have a choice; I took the length of his poison cock into my mouth. A fact which he reminded me of over and over again as I sucked his hard dick. Now sober, I was a lot more fearful of his cock, however this worked only to turn me on more and make me suck him more eagerly. I fell to the floor and yanked his trousers off, desperately snaking my tongue around his cockhead, tasting his toxic precum. "I'm so glad you chickened out last night. Means I get your ass all to myself right now." I ignored this and kept sucking, half hoping to make him cum quickly and half wanting to see what would happen if he didn't. "I knew I wanted you as soon as I saw you dancing. Just you alone. You can be my special boy." I'm ashamed to say that this gave me butterflies in my stomach; Sam was definitely the better catch out of the two of them and to have this handsome older man want to risk his marriage to get with me had me swelling with pride. He pulled me off his cock and kissed me, we collapsed onto the bed together, a writhing, sweaty mess of lust, clamoring at each other desperately. He kissed his way down my body to my small cock, which he avoided, and kissed and slurped down to my ass. "Get me wet Daddy" As his slimy tongue pressed against my hole I moaned loudly, telling him how much I loved it. He stopped soon after and from under the bed produced a squirty bottle of lube, he covered my hole in it and then offered it to me. I perched myself on the end of the bed and applied it to his cock. Maintaining eye contact with him at all times in an effort to appear calm. In reality I was terrified. Again though, I was more turned on than I had ever been. I moved around and positioned myself for him to take me doggy style. "Tell me you want it." "I want your poz cock." "How?" "Hard." He chuckled. "How?" "Oh.. bare, raw, fuck your cum into me." He smiled and shoved his length into me in one go, I cried out in pain and lust, he ignored me and set his own pace, fast, slow, shallow, deep, he did everything he could get himself off in record time and before I had chance to enjoy the fuck, he shot his load deep inside my cunt. We panted together for a moment until he awkwardly guided me to lie on the bed, he spooned me, the whole time his cock never came out of my hole. "That was errr...." "Quick? I know. I want to load you up as many time as possible." A sinking feeling took over my stomach as I realised what I had done, I wanted to run, scream, cry, but instead I nestled myself back as he wrapped his strong arm around me and I thought about the next time he would be cumming in my hole.

When I turned eighteen a group of my friends took me on a night out to Manchester's Canal Street, the big gay district of my closest city. I drank quite a lot, enjoyed the music and the dancing; especially grinding on the older guys which my friends all found hilarous. Whilst they laughed and I pretended to, I was getting so turned on that I knew I would be going home with an older man. On the way to another bar I lost my friends; I have no idea how, I think I went in ahead and straight to the bar whereas they went in and found a booth. I didn't see them again that night. As I ordered a drink, I overheard a couple talking. "Hide your tattoo, it will scare people off" "No, we should let them know anyway. I'm not stealthing again." I peered around to see the tattoo - on the wrist of one of the men; a biohazard sign. I tapped the nearest one to me on the shoulder and clumsily said. "Are you guys poz? What's that like?" He replied; "Come talk to us at our booth if you want. We need to sit down." And they wandered over to a set of booths manned by a security guy, a kind of VIP area I guess. My interest was piqued and I ordered my smirnoff ice and headed over. They waved me past the barrier and I sat down, next to Sam, he was 40 I guess, black hair, stocky build, definitely a lot hotter than his partner Andy, 45, bald, slim, still attractive and with the tattoo. They introduced themselves as a married couple who lived nearby, they had been together for five years and were both poz. I asked many daft questions about it and they were brutally honest; they said that the medicine that helped got in the way too much and that they didn't take any, meaning that they were very contagious. They were in town looking for a third to join them in a hotel room. "So you'll be using condoms then?" "No." "But they might catch it." "Some kids like that idea." They laughed to each other and I chuckled as well, to hide the fact that I was hard as a rock and confused as hell as to why I was so turned on. That ended the poz talk and we joked and danced for another hour or so until they said that they were going to head home. Sam just said to me "Come on." and I followed like a little lapdog to their hotel room. Once in the room, Andy stood behind me and felt my ass whilst Sam was in front of me. Both men showered me with kisses and I was in heaven, my shirt was pulled off and then I pulled Sam's pants down, exposing his hard cock, 7", perfect girth, totally shaved. "Suck it" Andy encouraged. I did as I was told, flicking my tongue about the head, slurping and sucking noisily as the two men kissed and whispered into each others ears. Andy knelt down behind me and undid my pants. He kissed my neck and said "Let's go to bed." Sam lay down on his back and I knelt between his legs sucking him, my bare ass in the air. As I noisily sucked and slurped, drool covering my chin and his balls, Sam smiled down at me and tenderly stroked my hair. Andy however aggressively began to rim my smooth hole. My cock was harder than it had ever been, Andy's tongue snaked deep into my tight ass and Sam's hard cock in my throat, I reached for my cock to jerk off. However, Andy grabbed my wrist and moved my hand away. "Ask permission boy." "C... can I jerk off?" I asked, kind of stunned. "That depends..." He stood up behind me and pressed against my ass. "Can I fuck your hole?" To be continued....

Prelude The man had no name. That wasn’t technically true, he had been born with a name, went to school, earned multiple college degrees in advanced chemistry and biology, all under a name that no longer existed. After graduating, his work had gotten the attention of the government who, at the time, was having a problem. It turned out that there was a growing number of individuals the government deemed unacceptable and they were gaining political and financial power, they needed a way to curtail this trend before it got out of hand. Enter our nameless friend. He was ordered to come up with a narcotic that was highly addicted, cheap to make and slowly reduced the mental acuity of whoever took it over time. He worked on the problem for three weeks before he came up with the process of taking cocaine and converted it into a crystalline powder that could be smoked. In less than a month he had invented crack cocaine. The government distributed the drug to lower income areas where it took hold instantly, it’s instant high and cheap price made it the drug of choice for many. Within three years overdose deaths skyrocketed, the number of people who were addicted was astronomical and the government found the number of people they had been worried about had dwindled… And the next president was elected. The man was put to work on other projects, but when the president was beaten by his rival, largely on the back of younger voters, the man was asked again to use his talents to make a drug that might dissuade this generation from engaging in voting again. Thus was born Methylenedioxymethamphetamine, commonly known as XTC. The drug was introduced into the rave scene and quickly became the drug of choice for younger generations. Within a decade the widespread use of it was everywhere and the youth vote seemed to fade away… And the next president was elected. All this time the man worked quietly, happy to have whatever his mind desired when it came to research and development. His labs existed only in the black budgets of intelligence agencies, his real name long ago erased from the official records…he was a now a ghost. As he grew older the man became disillusioned with his job…he had seen how his drugs had changed the last two decades yet his lifestyle was largely unchanged. He found that the satisfaction of serving his country was no longer as important as being rewarded justly. So, a small lab explosion later the man faked his own death and left, eager to start a new life. He had spent his entire life in the world of espionage and spies, it was a simple matter of making a new identity and vanishing off the grid. The man wanted the life the government would never let him lead, he wanted riches, power…and to do that he needed money. Lots of it. The man knew he had only one choice. Make a new drug. He needed a drug like no other, one that would instantly take hold and overtake the market from the drugs he largely made. The man thought long and hard about it, all of the normal drugs had been invented and making a better version of an old drugs wasn’t going to cut it. He needed something new. He sat in his hotel room and worked the problem, he had half a dozen ideas scrawled on a pad of paper, tv playing in the background when WGBS-TV started reporting on Gotham City and the many plagues that seemed to the city on a yearly basis. At first, he wasn’t listening, until it came to the time the city was overtaken by Scarecrow and his fear gas. The man turned to the set and listened how the gas held the city at bay with horrific hallucinations dredged from the victim’s subconscious. The man of course heard of Dr. Crane and his studies in phobia but had never taken any interest in it, he had been making people addicted to joy for the past few years, fear meant nothing to him. The segment moved to the time last year when the woman known as Poison Ivy overtook downtown Gotham by turning Perez Park into a jungle, her pheromones covering the city, making an army of male slaves… And an idea started to form. The man scribbled some notes down on his pad, doing the math in his head twice before looking over what he had…and in that moment he knew what he needed to do next. He needed to go to Gotham. Cravings Dick Grayson loved waking up in the morning. Well…it was actually late afternoon but in the Batfamily, that was the crack of dawn. He got out of bed, stretched and made his way to the bathroom, his morning wood leading the way. He slept nude, because…well because if you looked like Dick Grayson you would find every excuse not to wear clothes either. Though he would never say it out loud, the boy was very proud of the way he looked. His parents had started him young, gymnastics since he could walk, acrobatics later, by the time he was 12 he possessed a body that most Olympic hopefuls would kill for. After being trained by Bruce his body only got better from there. Now in his mid-twenties, Dick Grayson was objectively one of the ten hottest men on the planet, and he knew it. He paused to examined himself in the mirror, taking in his form and admiring it… He smiled at what he saw…this was going to be a good day. Slipping on some underwear he went and poured himself a bowl of cereal as he turned on the news. There had been a lot of activity last night in Bludhaven and he was curious to the aftermath As he ate and watched he heard the announcer go on about a string over overdoses in Gotham and the outlining areas. Over a dozen bodies had been found in the past 24 hours all over the Gotham area, all of the drug overdoses from a drug the coroner was struggling to identify. Dick walked over and slid his mask on, connecting to the Oracle network. He tapped the side, “Anyone awake?” A groggy Tim Drake came back, “Barely.” Dick smiled, Tim was a notorious night owl, to him this was the crack of dawn. “What has you up so early?” Dick asked putting his bowel into the sink. “Up late,” Tim replied, “We were up all night, Bruce just went to bed, I’m still analyzing.” “This the drug thing on the news?” “One in the same, 14 people dropped dead last night, all of them stoned out of their mind on something new. GCPD has no idea what it is but we do. I got traces of fear toxin in their bloodstream.” That stopped Dick cold, “Scarecrow?” “No, Crane is still in Arkham, we paid him a visit last night. It’s not the same thing, but it’s been modified…I just can’t figure out how.” For Tim Drake to admit he couldn’t figure something out that meant it was nearly impossible to do. “What did Crane say?” He heard the boy sigh, “Nothing, that someone is using his formula and ruining it…that his toxin is an artform and this is a travesty…you know the same as always.” “So, what’s your lead?” “Bruce reasoned if someone is using his formula, he must be using one of Crane’s old labs, so we spent the night busting down doors, checking all his old haunts.” “And?” “And they were cleaned out, someone has been collecting his old gear and making whatever these people are dying from. I just can’t figure out what it’s mixed with…” “Why would anyone take fear toxin willingly?” Dick asked, knowing this was going to be what he was dealing with today. “It’s not fear anymore, from witnesses these people were hypersexual, they all died literally because their hearts gave out after marathon sex sessions.” “Who the hell makes something like that?” Tim’s voice snapped, “I don’t know! That’s what I’m trying to figure out!” Dick’s voice got soft, “Tim, listen to me. You’re exhausted, you aren’t going to find anything like this.” “People are dying Dick…” he began to protest. “I know, Crane had a lab here in Bludhaven, you go close your eyes and I’ll go check it out. When you wake up hopefully I’ll have some answers.” The line was silent and he knew Tim was considering it. “I mean it Tim, you’re running on fumes and no amount of caffeine will give you an answer. Go rest, I’ll take over for now.” Tim sighed, “Fine…but be careful, this is someone new, we don’t know…” “Tim,” Dick interrupted him, “I know, got to sleep.” The line cut off and Dick took a good stretch before changing into his uniform, time to go to work. Dick didn’t have a Batcave but he did have a false wall in his loft that carried his equipment, changing into his uniform he did a double check of his gear, making sure everything was in working order and ready for the day. That was when a female’s voice began to talk in his ear, “You cannot be gearing up this early.” Dick smiled, hearing Barbra’s voice always made him feel happier, “The early bird gets the worm,” he quipped, pulling his gloves on. “Which is great if you love eating worms, did Bruce rope you into this drug thing too?” “Nope, just found out about it. Tim filled me in, there is an old warehouse Crane used a couple times here in Blud, can’t hurt checking it out.” “Be careful Dick, whoever is making this new drug doesn’t seem to care who he is dying when they take it. No one is selling it, so he’s passing it out…which is even more frightening.” Dick opened the skylight, “C’mon Babs, careful is my middle name,” he shot the cable out of his escrima stick and was pulled up to the roof. “Right, the trapeze artist is going to try to convince me he’s careful.” Dick grinned as he leaped across the rooftop, “Ok, how about prepared?” “Get your work done quickly and you can show me how prepared you are,” she said seductively. Dick felt himself start to get hard midflip and had to stop to adjust himself, “Damnit Barbra, you know you can’t do that while I’m wearing this cup!” She chuckled, “Oh I know, I just like knowing I can affect you. Good luck Boy Wonder, let me know what you find.” She signed off and Dick sat there and willed himself to go soft again, wondering if he had time to hop over to the clocktower to fuck the shit out of her before he got to work… No, people were dying, “No time for love Doctor Jones,” he said to himself as he took off across the rooftops, towards the abandoned warehouse that Crane used all those years ago. By the time he got to the docks the sun was setting, the shadows claiming the city for the night. He landed on the roof and looked down through the skylight, his mask switching to night vision. “Oracle, are you seeing this?” he whispered as he saw men moving around inside. Silence. He tapped his ear twice but nothing, the uplink was being jammed. “Well, that’s not good,” he muttered under his breath. He crouched there, thinking. Common sense said he needed to back away and get out of the jamming area. Everything he had been taught told him to call it in and let them know he might need backup…not to drop down and try to take this on by himself… He rolled his head, popping his neck as he readied himself…he saw four people total. The day he needed help with four jerks was the day he hung up his mask. He carefully opened the skylight and crept inside, making sure not to draw any attention to himself. He made his way across one of the wooden beams that supported the roof. He got over the men and listened in. “…re do you want these boss?” one of the men asked. Without Oracle uplink he couldn’t get aa facial recognition scan but, in this case, he didn’t need one. That was Big Tony, used to run with Scarecrow’s gang, Bruce and him had busted him aa dozen times back when he was Robin. Dick remembered asking Batman once why he was called Big Tony since the man was tall and lean and not very gig at all. The caped crusader didn’t answer and it took years for Dick to learn the man had once been an adult film star that ended up owing so much money from drugs that he turned to crime to get easy money. “Stack them over with the rest,” an unknown voice said, “And be careful, those are the perfected formula, we can’t risk damaging them.” “So, these won’t kill the junkies like the last batch?” a second man asked as he moved crates. Dick’s eyes narrowed, he knew that one too, he called himself Aces, worked for Ivy for years, he was had been a college baseball player who bet on his own games and ended up owing the Falcones almost a quarter million dollars. With his reputation ruined he lost his scholarship and modeling contracts and turned to a life of crime, Ivy taking him under her wing since he was easily the best-looking thug in Gotham. “At least he was until I broke his nose,” Dick thought to himself, remembering taking the man down as Robin a few years back. “The chemicals I am working with are volatile and no one has combined them like this before, there were always going to be…setbacks.” Dick gritted his teeth, what kind of maniac called multiple deaths setbacks? “That’s the last of the boxes loaded doc,” a gruff voice said, “Truck is ready.” “Shit,” Dick thought, that was Bull McComb, ex-boxer and all-around thug for hire. He had run with most of the criminal masterminds in Gotham and Dick had gone up against him as Robin and Nightwing. He was a beast but he could be taken down. “So, three assholes I’ve beaten and an unknown,” he thought to himself, “I got this.” Moving to a more strategic position he called down, “Gentlemen, check out time was a couple hours ago, housekeeping needs to get in here.” Predictably all four men looked up and Nightwing got a good look at the unknown. He was in his 50’s slight build, glasses, lab coat, not a threat, which meant three hostiles he’s dealt with before. Piece of cake. Flipping off the beam he dodged the gunshots as he came down hard on Bull. The man staggered back as Dick backflipped off him to connect with Aces who was trying to draw a bead on him. Dick reasoned Bull would take a few seconds getting back up while Aces would be staggered long enough for him to connect with Tony, who took a escrima stick across the chin. Three men, three seconds, couldn’t get easier than that. Dick looked up at the unknown doctor, “I don’t know who you are bringing that junk into my city, but it ends now.” The man didn’t seem all that scared, which was fair, when it came to intimidation Dick was not in Bruce’s league. Hell, even Jason was scarier, but it didn’t matter…scared or not this guy was going to jail. “No, I don’t think so,” the man said calmly, “I’ve come to far to be stopped by the likes of you.” Dick gripped his sticks and walked towards him, “Well the likes of me is placing you under arres…” which was as far as he got when the man threw something at him. Reflexes, born from years of training, brought an escrima stick up to deflect it away…but instead it burst the plastic bag, a fine white powder surrounding the hero. Nightwing stumbled back as he inhaled the powder, felt it coat his tongue as he closed his mouth too late…it was sickly sweet like an overripe pear with a tinge of chemicals that burned his lungs. “Wha…” he stammered as his heart rate accelerated…his breathing intensifying in an uncharacteristic panic. “You motherfucker…” Bull said from behind him but the doctor held a hand up. “Wait,” he said, “Give it a second.” Dick’s blood seemed to burn as his thoughts went fuzzy…what was that? He shook his head as he tried to regain focus but nothing worked…the world seemed to tilt to the right as he stumbled around blindly. “He will be no more trouble,” the doctor said, gathering the last of his notes and putting them in his briefcase, “Our work here is concluded, you’ll find the money has been wired to your accounts, it was a pleasure.” The man began to walk out and the three thugs looked confused, Tony asked, “Um boss, what you want us to do with him?” The doctor looked back at the drugged hero, “He doesn’t concern me, I’d suggest leaving before the Bliss wears off.” Aces cocked his head, “You mean you don’t want us to like, tie him up and dangle him over a vast of acid or something?” “Or sharks!” Bull added, “We can get a tank of sharks…” The doctor sighed, “Gentlemen, I am not one of your ‘supervillains’, I came here to perfect this drug and I have, what you do to him is none of my concern.” A sinister smile crossed Tony’s face, “You mean we can have him?” The doctor just continued to walk towards the running truck, “That is precisely what I am saying.” With that he got in and drove off… Leaving Nightwing at the mercy of the three men. The men stood around Nightwing, who had no idea what was going on. His body was hot, too hot, like he was in a sauna hot…he pulled at his uniform as he struggled to keep his thoughts in line. Random images flashed across his mind, Kory naked under him, writhing as he fucked her hard…Barbra moaning as she rode his cock in the Batcomputer’s chair, her heard thrown back in ecstasy…the dozens of girls he had fucked as Robin, Gotham groupies who he had rawdogged in alleys after saving their lives… “Focus…” he muttered to himself as his mind burned with sex. “What do we do with him?” Bull asked the group, watching the hero stumble around, muttering to himself. “Let’s kill him,” Aces says, pulling out a switchblade. Tony slapped it out of his hands, “Are you fucking insane? Do you know what kind of heat that would bring down on us? This fuck knows Superman!” “Then what?” Aces shot back, “What’s your big idea?” Tony looked the man up and down, taking in his flawless body in detail, raw hunger radiating from his eyes, “You want to kill him and I say, there are better ways to ruin a hero.” “Um, kill him?” Bull said, not following along. Tony rolled his eyes, “Give me that blade,” he said pointing to the switchblade. Aces handed it over to him. Dick saw Tony walk towards him, he brought his fists up shakily, “Back off…” “Whoa, I’m not gonna hurt you,” Tony said in a soft voice, “You look shaky bud, you ok?” Dick shook his head, “Fine…you’re under arrest…” Tony flashed him a grin, “Sure thing bud, but you look bad, look at you, sweating…you’re burning up! Let’s get that costume off you…” Nightwing stumbled back as the man reached for him, falling back onto his ass, “No…” Tony approached slowly, “Hey, hey…it’s ok…” he put his hand on the hero’s thigh, “I got ya…” Dick shuddered, the touch sent a spark of electricity through is body in the most disturbing way. He tried to pull away but he had nowhere to go, “Stop…” he said weakly. Tony crouched down in front of him, “Shhh, let me help you…” he said as he started cut Nightwing’s suit, slowly slicing strips away. Dick tried to stop him but he was too weak, “N-no..” Tony ignored him and kept going, “You’ll feel better, once we get this off you…” He kept slicing as Dick tried to move, finally cutting away at his crotch, freeing his throbbing cock. It slapped yup against his uniformed abs and Dick gasped at the sensation. “Wow, look at you Boy Wonder...” Tony said, admiring the swollen cock, “All grown up huh?” he said, slowly grasping the thick shaft. “N-no…” Dick protested as he felt the fingers wrap around his pride and joy. It had never responded to anything so much as it did to Tony touching him. The thug leaned in closer, “You want this, don’t you? I can tell” he said as he started to slowly stroke the shaft. Dick’s head fell back, a moan escaping his lips as he felt the blood rush to his dick. Never before had he been so aroused by a man. It was wrong and yet it sent electricity through his all the same. Dick’s hands tried to push Tony away but he had no strength, “S-stop…not…no…” he moaned as he felt his hips move up to meet the man’s hand. Tony’s other hand reached down to cup Nightwing’s massive balls, rolling them gently in his palm. Dick couldn’t stop the low moan that escaped his lips, “Please stop…” “You sure?” Tony asked, speeding his hand up, “Your cock sure seems to love this.” Dick sobbed as he felt his eyes roll back in his head as he surrendered to the criminal’s touch. He knew this was disgusting, he was no fairy! He had fucked women from other planets! But as Tony worked his cock and balls over, he felt his mind burning for more, even as he hated it. “Come on Nightwing,” Tony urged him on, “Cum for me…I wanna see you shoot your load all over your pretty uniform!” Dick was so close, he could feel the orgasm building in his balls, his toes curled and he moaned as he struggled to speak, “I can’t…I…can’t…” he ended on a gasp as he tried to fight it as long as he could. Finally his cock exploded, cum squirting out of his cock and hitting his chest in great white globs, his load dripping down his uniform lewdly. Tony released the still; hard cock and grabbed the back of the hero’s head, “Clean your mess up boy,” and pushed his mouth onto his cum covered palm. Dick felt a jolt run through him at the command and despite his protests, he opened his mouth and stuck out his tongue, tasting the salty, tangy taste of his own semen. As he hungrily sucked away at Tony’s hand, he could feel his cock throb. His vision was hazy and he couldn’t believe he was doing this, but at the same time he could feel his body responding to the stimulation. Tony stood up and took a step back from the cum covered hero, “Nice, ok, well see you later bud.” He turned to walk away and a burning began to course through Nightwing’s body! He let out a strangled moan as he shook. Tony looked back, “Something wrong bud?” “Burns…” Dick gasped, not understanding what was going on. “Oh right, yeah that’s Bliss for ya. Seems once you cum on it…you body starts to crave it…so if you’re not fucking around you go through withdrawals.” He smiled, “Nothing a big, bad superhero like you can’t handle right?” Dick had never felt pain like this before, he had been trained for physical pain, this was something completely different. It felt like his entire nervous system was on fire and no matter how much he tried to ride it out…it just got worse. “So yeah, I’d love to help you out, but you know, with the arresting and all, I need to go.” The pain became worse and it felt like his blood had been replaced with sandpaper, “WAIT!” he pleaded with them, “Don’t…” “Don’t what?” Tony asked curiously. Dick struggled to his knees, “Please…help me…” Tony looked back at the other two, “What do you think boys? Should we help him?” The other two men looked down at Dick the same way wolves looked at sheep, “Yeah,” Aces said, “We might be able to work something out.” Tony walked over and helped Dick to his feet, “Come on buddy, help me get these pants off of you…” Dick closed his eyes as Bull slipped his boots off while Aces removed his pants, leaving him naked from the waist down. Tony gripped him from behind, “Fuck boy, you are so hot.” Dick felt the man feel him up and his cock throbbed helplessly in front of him as shame flooded his senses, “Wrong…” he whispered, “This is wrong…” Tony grabbed his cock again and felt the hero arch his back to thrust into his hand, “You seem to love it…slut!” Aces walked up, “I wanna see his face…” and reached for his mask. Tony tried to stop him but it was too late, as soon as the man pulled on it an electrical charge was released, throwing the thug back across the warehouse. “Its fucking boobytraped you idiot!” Tony raged as him, “All the bats have that shit.” Aces slowly stood up, “I’m gonna…” “Do nothing,” Tony said, “Sides who cares who the fuck he is? I wanna fuck Nightwing, not some asshole.” “He likes it boss,” Bull said, pointing to the hero, who the entire time, had been rocking his hips back and forth, fucking Tony’s hand despite the argument. Tony laughed, “Oh you are a little slut aren’t you…” he pushed him down to the ground, “Lemme see that ass!” Nightwing let out a groan as the man slapped his ass, spreading the cheeks to peer at his twitching hole. The hero felt his cheeks being spread further apart and then the man’s tongue slowly lick around his virgin hole. “OH!” Nightwing gasped as he felt he man slowly start to rim him. He had never experienced anything like this before. No one had ever dared to touch his ass like that, let alone stick their fucking tongue in it! He felt himself getting more and more aroused with each lick and moan that left the man’s lips. He felt the meaty tongue plunge into his ass, feeling every inch explore his inner walls. “Oh god, oh god, oh god!” He cried, weakly trying to crawl away but failing. His hands slipped and slid in the dirty water, unable to get any traction. He sobbed helplessly as the man continued to eat him out, his face covered in spit and ass sweat. Tony moved to stand up and Nightwing whimpered, unable to bear the thought of being without Tony’s tongue inside him. His ass burned from the absence and he realized in horror he had become addicted to it as well! He wasn't a faggot! He was Nightwing, he had bedded countless beautiful women, he was above this sickening desire! And yet, his hole dripped with the man's spit, wanting to be filled. Tony stood up, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand. "Like that, don't ya?" He sneered, as he undid his pants, “You have a nice cock there bud, I bet you’ve slain so much pussy,” he pulled his cock out, “But this is why they call me Big Tony!” The cock was well over ten inches long and thick as a fucking coke bottle! The head was an angry purplish red and a drop of precum dripped from the plum sized head. Dick just started open mouthed, half in shock…half in lust as he realized on some level even this was turning him on. “See,” Tony said as he moved his hand up and down his shaft, “This is a real cock, a man’s cock. This is a cock that doesn’t just fuck…it breaks people. It loves a virgin hole…like yours boy. So tell me slut…you want to be broken?” Tony asked with a devilish grin. Nightwing shook his head, “I could never...” But his ass begged to disagree as it twitched involuntarily. Tony chuckled and knelt down behind the hero, wiping the precum onto his hole. He lined his cock up with the tight entrance and gripped Nightwing’s hips, “You sure?” Nightwing began to panic, “No…please…Tony I beg you…not this…” and then closed his eyes as he felt his hole slowly stretch around the massive cockhead. He screamed out as the feeling of being ripped apart consumed him. Tony smiled wickedly as he felt the hero’s tight virgin hole stretch around him, “Come on slut, relax,” he urged as he pushed further in, feeling Nightwing’s ass clamp tightly around his shaft. Sweat poured down his face as he fought the pain, tears mining his cheeks as the thick rod pierced deeper inside of him. Every inch felt like he was being impaled by a poker, scorching his insides as it delved deeper and deeper. Tony's balls smacked against Nightwing's cheeks as he held the man's hips, driving himself deeper until the entire length of his massive cock was buried deep inside his ass. Tony let out a loud groan, pulling out slowly before slamming himself back in, Nightwing screamed out in pain as his ass burned around the massive tool. The screams echoed in the empty warehouse as Tony started picking up his pace, pistoning himself in and out of Nightwing’s gaping hole. Each thrust was like a freight train crashing into a brick wall. The pain coursed through Nightwing’s body, igniting every nerve ending as he felt every inch of Tony’s massive cock stretch him. His hole had never been so violated, so stretched, so used. The thick rod pistoning in and out of him, skewering him from the inside out. He was in hell, all he knew was pain and shame as the man fucked him like a cheap whore. But as the man changed his angle he hit something inside of the hero that caused an explosion of pleasure like nothing he had ever felt before. “FUCK!” Dick screamed as he felt his cock begin to harden as he was fucked. “Nonononono not this…” he wailed as he felt the pain slowly turn into pure pleasure… “Oh yeah,” Tony cried, slapping the hero’s ass, “Tighten that cunt up, come on boy, push back on daddy’s cock!” Dick complied without even meaning to, pushing back to meet Tony’s savage thrusts. Every plunge of the man’s cock felt like it was going to rip him apart…but instead it was stretching him, molding him to fit the monster that was reaming his ass. His cock was leaking pre-cum onto the dirty floor of the warehouse, the shame and self-hatred at his body’s response only fueled his arousal. “Yeah, that’s right,” Tony grunted, “Take that big cock, you little slut.” Dick’s eyes rolled back as he felt Tony’s balls smack against his ass cheeks, filling him up like never before. It was as if his body was betraying him, his ass greedily clenching around the invading rod. “Oh god, I can’t believe I’m enjoying this,” he thought, but the pleasure coursing through his veins told him otherwise. He could feel his ass clenching around Tony’s cock, milking it for all its worth. Tony’s hands gripped Nightwing’s hips tightly, pulling him back onto his cock with each powerful thrust. His balls slapped against the hero’s tight ass, leaving a stinging sensation that only added to the bliss. The other two thugs, Aces and Bull, watched in awe as the hero took Tony’s massive cock like a pro. Nightwing’s ass cheeks jiggled with each thrust, his hole stretched wide open and glistening with cum. They could see his cock bouncing with every plunge, and knew that despite his protests, the hero was enjoying it. Aces pulled his cell out and pointed it at the scene, “Hey slut…smile for the camera!” Dick looked up and moaned as he realized he was being filmed as Tony fucked him. Another wave of shame washed over him, but it was quickly replaced by pleasure as Tony picked up his pace. Tony's cock was relentless, pistoning in and out of Nightwing's gaping hole with ease. Every thrust bottomed out with a wet slap, the sound of flesh on flesh ringing through the warehouse. The smell of sex hung heavy in the air, mingling with the musty scent of the decaying warehouse. With every thrust of Tony's cock, Nightwing's mind was spinning, confusion and pleasure fighting for dominance. His body betrayed him, he could feel his cock throbbing, leaking pre-cum onto the dirty floor. He wanted to scream, to tell them to stop, but all that came out were desperate, animalistic moans. "Yeah, take that cock you little bitch," Tony grunted, gripping Nightwing's hips tighter. “Oh god…” Dick moaned, hating that his hips pushed back to meet the man’s thrust, basically impaling himself on the massive cock, “Stop…oh god please stop!” he sobbed, as the pleasure began to overwhelm him. “Nah, I don’t think so,” Tony chuckled as he gripped Nightwing’s hips harder, slamming his cock deeper and harder into the hero’s. “I think you like it, slut.” Dick couldn’t argue. He loved the feeling of being impaled on the man’s cock. Loved the way his cock was bouncing lewdly as he was fucked. He had never felt so used, so completely filled, and it was addictive. The pain had melted away, leaving only pure ecstasy. He felt his body tense up as his orgasm built, his balls drawing up tight against his body. Tony sensed this and quickened his pace, driving himself deeper into Nightwing's quivering hole. “Oh shit…no…oh fuck…” Dick cried…gonna cum!” he wailed as he felt his balls tingle. Tony draped his muscular body over Nightwing’s back, his cock pistoning faster and faster into the hero’s slick, gaping hole. “Come for daddy,” he whispered in the hero’s ear, “Show everyone how much you like being fucked!” Dick cried out in shameful pleasure as he felt his cock explode, shooting thick ropes of cum all over the dirty floor. His hole clamped down on Tony’s cock, milking it as he emptied himself. Ther thing groaned as he began to shoot in Dick’s abused hole, filling it with his cum, Dick sobbed as he realized he had let this fucking criminal breed him on film! Dick’s body shook under Tony as the man slowly withdrew his cock, cum gushing out of the hero’s once pristine hole. Dick laid there in shock, what had just happened? Tony slapped that perfect ass, loving the jiggle of the firm muscle, “Let me tell you Boy Wonder, that ass is everything I dreamed of.” Dick clenched his eyes shut, trying to block the words out as he felt the warm cum run down his leg. “So what’cha say hero?” Aces said, “You ready for the rest of us?” Dick looked up in horror, “Never…” Aces knelt down and got close to Dick’s face, “You sure about that…” he looked at his watch, “I mean its just a matter of time before…” And as if on cue Dick’s blood began to burn again. “Fuck…” he screamed as the pain came rushing back, twice as bas as before, “MOTHERFUCKER!” he bellowed, writhing around on the floor as his entire body was flooded with unimaginable pain. “Want it to stop?” Aces asked him. Dick looked up, tears running down his face, “H-how…” The man pulled his cock out and sprinkled some powder on it, “Easy…take another hit.” It was a nice cock, easily eight and half, thick…Dick stared at it and the powder on it as he struggled not to shriek in pain. “Come on buddy, one lick and it goes away,” the man said, fisting his cock. Another spasm of pain and Dick knew he was lost. He moved towards it and Aces took a step back, “Crawl to it slut… I wanna see how bad you want it.” Dick hesitated for a moment before giving in to his body’s cravings, his knees slipping on the wet concrete as he crawled towards the thug. The pain still radiated throughout his entire body, forcing moans to escape his lips, “Please…just make it stop…” “Come on boy,” Aces called out like he was talking to a dog, “Come get it boy! Come lick!” Aces ordered and Dick willingly obliged, crawling across the cold, dirty floor. He stuck his tongue out and licked the powder on the tip of the man's cock. The taste was bitter, but it was a small price to pay for the relief it brought. Dick moaned as the pain slowly subsided, and he felt a strange warmth spread through his body. He knew he was addicted and he didn't care. He licked more and more before taking the whole cock into his mouth, sucking the drug off the member. Aces filmed the hero sucking his cock like a greedy whore, loving every second of it, “Look up at me baby, lemme see those pretty eyes.” Dick did as he was told, making eye contact with the man as he sucked his cock like a demon possessed. “Oh yeah, that’s right, slut, I’m gonna fill that dirty mouth of yours with my cum.” Dick sucked harder, getting himself high on the drugs he was consuming. The pain had subsided, only a warm tingle remained, lingering at the corner of his mind as he worked the thugs cock lavishly. His tongue swirled along the veiny shaft, getting each inch wet before taking the whole thing into his mouth. The man threw his head back and groaned, fisting Nightwing's hair as he took control of the tempo. Dick felt his cock twitch at the sound of the man's pleasure, his mind blurring as he worked the throbbing shaft. He realized he was imitating the scores of women who had sucked him off, basically doing what he knew felt good. The memory of who he was danced through his mind and he felt a fresh wave of shame as the man thrust into his mouth harder, flooding his tongue with precum. He gagged as the man used him, Dick hated it but the pleasure the drug brought him made it tolerable. Aces pulled his cock out and began to slap Dick’s handsome face with it, leaving wet precum marks cross his cheeks, “Beg for boy, come on boy…beg!” he said as if commanding a dog again. Nightwing's cock throbbed, his mind heavy with a mixture of shame, guilt, and pleasure. “Come on boy, beg for it!” He had always thought of himself as a strong, powerful man. But now, here he was, on his hands and knees, wearing nothing but a tunic and mask, begging for this stranger's cock. His hole throbbed with excitement and desire, still stretched wide from the previous pounding he had taken. The drug flowing through his veins demanded more, his body craved it, and his pride and ego were already shattered beyond repair. Slowly on his hands and knees, his face slapped with a stranger’s cock, begging for it like the dirty little slut he looked up and pleaded, “Please, sir, more?” He heard himself ask and although he was disgusted with himself, his body begged for it. Aces laughed, “Take that idiotic costume, off, I wanna see your titties!” Suppressing a groan Dick pulled his tunic off, revealing his perfectly sculpted abs. Aces whistled, “Damn…you are so fucking hot…turn around, show me that little hole…give me a show slut!” Dick turned around to reveal his still gaping hole. His face turned red as the man whistled in approval . He felt like a cheap whore showing off but he already feel the burning start…he needed sex quickly. Aces removed his clothes, revealing a tight, toned body of his own. Dick was appalled to find some part of him found the man attractive. He tried to bury the thought as he moved between Dick’s legs, “You want this?” he asked the hero. Nightwing said nothing, screaming at himself to stop…and then slowly nodded. Aces pressed his cock to Dick’s cummy hole, “Push back slut, fuck yourself on my cock!” Dick took a deep breath before complying, feeling his hole stretch around Aces’ cock. The drug in his system made him powerless to resist the pleasure, and he impaled himself on the invading rod. Aces growled as he felt the hero’s tight hole stretch around his cock, squeezing him tight as he watched the hero work himself back and forth. “Shit…oh fuck…” Nightwing cried realizing the horrible truth about Aces cock. “You like that curve?” the thug asked, “drives clits crazy!” Dick’s head hung down in shame as he felt himself push back onto that cock, each time it slamming into his prostate perfectly, cause his own cock to weep. He hated himself for enjoying this, for getting overwhelmed by the bliss coursing through his veins; everything else faded away as Ace’s cock hit that spot inside of him. His mind felt hazy with lust as he felt the thick veins massage every part of him, plundering his depths like a pirate searching for gold. He was helpless to do anything but moan as Aces gripped his hips, pulling him back onto his cock, slamming into him relentlessly. Dick wasn't sure when he lost control of his own body. All he knew was that Aces' cock was hitting his prostate just right, and the drug in his system made the pleasure so intense that nothing else mattered. He gave himself over to it, his soft moans becoming louder as Aces picked up the pace. Ace grabbed the hero’s head and pulled it back, kissing him savagely. Dick was shocked to feel a man’s tongue enter his mouth but as soon as that cock hit his bitch button he found himself kissing back. He could feel Aces’ tongue dueling with his own, a mix of pleasure and disgust warred within him but soon the drug won out, an animalistic desire consumed the hero. He moaned, slamming Ace’s cock deeper into himself. “So hot,” Ace said, biting Dick’s neck, leaving mark after mark as he fucked him. Dick whimpered as the man’s teeth grazed his sensitive skin, the sting of pain only adding to the twisted pleasure of the moment. He could feel his hole quivering around the man’s thick, curved cock, sucking him deeper with each thrust. The man’s pubic hairs ground against his overly-sensitive hole, and Dick’s prostate throbbed with a near-constant stream of pleasure, his abs shaking with the intensity the fucking. Ace pushed Dick forward down the ground as he slammed into his tiny hole. Dick screamed as he felt his ass stretch from a different angle, his hips slamming back to meet the man’s cock shamelessly. “Come on you fucking whore,” Aces raged, “Push that ass back, beg me to fuck you!” Dick grunted as the thick cock rooted him even further, his hips moving of their own accord, “Please… harder…” “You love that cock, don’t you?” Aces laughed as he pulled out, draping himself over the hero’s back, his cock leaving Dick’s abused hole with an audible pop before shoving it back in as hard as he could. Nightwing yowled as the pain returned in full force, but the drug made him beg for more. “Fuck me! Harder!” he cried out, his mind consumed by a haze of desire. Aces was happy to oblige, brutally slamming his cock into Nightwing’s ass, each thrust causing the hero to scream in pleasure and pain. The sounds of the two men fucking echoed throughout the warehouse, Dick not believing what he was doing. He wasn’t even trying to stop himself, he arched his back again and again, needing all of the thug’s cock in him and more. “You a good boy bitch?” Ace asked the hero, “You my good boy?” Dick’s eyes rolled to the back of his head as he pushed his ass back again, answering with a guttural moan. Ace’s hand wrapped around Dick’s throat as his hips pounded harder. “Answer me mutt…you my good fuckdog?” Aces growled as he tightened his grip on Nightwing’s throat. “F-fuck, yes…god yes, fuck me harder!” Dick choked out as the man’s massive cock filled him to the brim. “That’s not how fuckdogs talk…they bark…come on fuckdog…bark for my cock! Bark to be bred!” Ace demanded, squeezing the hero’s windpipe tighter. Nightwing’s vision started to tunnel as oxygen was cut off from his brain. His only thoughts were of the tingling sensation growing in his balls, he knew he was about to cum again, and this thought amplified his lust for Ace’s cock. He barked, a desperate, needy sound that seemed to drive Ace into a frenzy. “Louder! Come on slut, bark for my cock! Bark like a fucking dog!” he raged as he slammed into that tight ass over and over. Nightwing was lost in a sea of pleasure, unable to form a cohesive thought as he was fucked mercilessly. The entire warehouse echoed with the sound of Aces' body slamming into him, the sickeningly wet sound of his cock slamming into Nightwing’s ass, and the hero’s exaggerated moans filling the air. Suddenly, Aces pulled out, leaving Nightwing’s battered hole twitching and aching in the cold air. Dick’s mind was reeling from the sudden loss of pleasure. “Please no, don’t stop now!” he heard himself beg, and he couldn’t believe how pathetic he sounded. He heard loud, dirty laughs from them all. Ace looked down and grinned at him, “Only fuckdogs get to cum…be a good boy…heel!” Dick crawled to the man, never feeling so low in his life. Ace looked over at one of the heros stick, “Tony, grab me that symbol off of that.” Tony went over and pulled the small Nightwing symbol off of it and handed it over. Ace pulled a dog collar out of his pocket, “What the fuck is it with you and dogs?” Tony asked the man as he fastened the symbol to the collar. He just smiled, “Trust me, you’ll love this,” then to Dick, “Come here boy, come!” In a daze Nightwing crawled to him and Ace fastened the collar around his neck, locking it shut, “Now you’re a good fuckdog.” Dick knelt there stunned, he looked up at ace in confusion. “Bark fuckdog, bark to be fucked!” Ace said with a wicked grin. Dick felt a rush of humiliation and disgust at the thought of being turned into a dog, but the bliss coursing through his veins wouldn’t let him refuse. He opened his mouth and let out a pitiful little bark, “Ruff” the sound of his own voice shocked him, almost as much as the feel of Ace’s big muscular arm around his thin neck. The thug led him around the warehouse like a pet, his new nose mere inches from Ace’s thigh. Ace looked at Nightwing, “On your back, spread those legs wide…prepare to be bred like the bitch you are!” Dick obeyed, laying down on the filthy, wet floor as he spread his legs apart. Ace knelt in between his legs and smirked as he grabbed hold of Nightwing's ankles, hooking them over his shoulders as he pressed the tip of his slick, thick cock against the hero's abused hole. The feeling of Ace's perfect cock pressing against his hole sent a shiver down Nightwing's spine, the drug coursing through his veins demanding more. Ace smirked and pushed into the hero's slick entrance, inch by inch he forced his thick meat into the hero’s ass, stretching the hero's hole to its limit. Dick squeezed his eyes shut, trying to block out the pain as Ace thrust into him, but all he succeeded in doing was opening himself up more. Ace's thick, veiny shaft disappeared into the abused hole, filling it completely. “OH god yes!” Dick was shocked to hear himself cry as he begged the thug to fuck him. He couldn't help but feel an overwhelming sense of shame and disgust at himself as he pleaded. He knew he should be fighting back, but the drug had him under its control. All he could feel was the overwhelming need for release. Ace wasted no time, ramming his curved cock into Nightwing's abused hole. Dick sobbed, his mind a blur as he felt his body being impaled on the thug's rod. He felt every inch invade him, filling him to the brim. He saw the man hold his legs apart the same way he had with so many girls…only now he was the cunt…the fucking whore to be used. “My fuckdog wanna cum? You wanna cum boy?” Ace asked, slamming into the hero recklessly now, driving them both towards an orgasm. Dick nodded his head frantically, the need to cum almost unbearable. His cock throbbed, precum leaking from his tip and trickling down the sides of his shaft. It was all he wanted, the only thing that mattered anymore. Ace’s cruel grin spread wider as Dick’s body trembled under his abuse. He had him right where he wanted, hooked on his drug of choice, completely under his control. "Howl for me mutt, howl like the fucking sloppy bitch you are now!" Ace roared, knowing there was no turning back now. He gripped Nightwing's ankles tighter, his fingers digging into the flesh as he plowed into the hero mercilessly. Dick threw his head back and let out a mournful howl, his mind a blur as the man's thick, veiny cock rammed into him again and again, filling him to the brim. “Gonna fucking breed your cunt,” Ace growled, “You gonna have my puppies you fucking mutt?” Dick closed his eyes, tears streaming down his cheeks as he nodded his head. He couldn’t take it anymore, he needed to cum, needed to end the torment coursing through his veins. He squealed as Ace pulled on his ankles, spreading himself open in a way no person should ever experience. The thug slammed his hips forward, his cock slamming hard into Dick’s prostate, sending the hero into a numbing orgasm. Stars burst behind his eyes as he sprayed his own chest, breathing heavily. Ace groaned in pleasure, reaching down to squeeze Nightwing’s balls, rolling them between his fingers as he emptied his own balls deep inside the hero’s well-used ass. Dick could feel the warmth spread through his ass as Ace collapsed on top of him, his mouth finding the hero’s and began passionately kissing him again. Dick hated that he kissed him back, their bodies smearing the cum and sweat against each other as Ace made out with the drugged man. Yet he couldn’t help himself. Every twitch of his cock made him lightheaded, every drip more pleasurable than the last. Ace pulled out of the hero’s ass, leaving it wide open and gaping from the hard fucking it had taken. “Now that was hot,” he said, looking down at the defeated hero with a smile. Dick just laid there, panting…his body was in a state of pure bliss as he felt the cum under him cool…but then he felt it…the gnawing emptiness returning. He looked up at the men with wild eyes as they smiled back at him. “What’s wrong boy?” Ace said, “You need more? Puppy wants to be bred again?” Dick fought himself to answer, he had been collared and fucked…he had to stop this…but the emptiness began to twist into discomfort and he knew pain was coming. “Come on boy,” Ace said kneeling down, “Speak! Puppy need to be bred?” Dick felt his heart race, he wanted more but he was so ashamed of himself. He didn't want to admit that he needed this, that the thought of their cocks filling him again made him eager if not desperate. His ass clenched at the mere mention of it and his mind was torn between his own desires and the shame that came with them. “I-I…” he began to stutter. Ace slapped his face hard, the sting shocking the hero, “Fuckdogs don’t speak, they bark. Answer me slut…does puppy want to be bred?” Dick could feel the shame creeping up on him as he nodded his head in desperation. Ace smiled, “I can’t hear you, bark for me fuckfdog…fuck to be bred like the slut you are.” Dick hated himself for it, but he couldn’t help the animalistic need that took over him. He let out a pitiful little bark, embarrassment flooding him as the sound left his mouth. “Louder!” Ace demanded. Dick didn't know what came over him as he let out a loud, guttural bark, his voice shaking with shame and need. The men all laughed at his pathetic display, but he barely registered it as the emptiness in his belly grew into a deep, gnawing ache. He craved their touch, their cocks, anything to fill the void that threatened to swallow him whole. He was a prisoner to his own body, unable to resist as his mind descended further into the haze of pleasure. Ace grabbed the collar and pulled the hero along, “Come on then, let me introduce you to my friend Bull.” Dick looked up at the wall of a man and swallowed hard. “Well mutt, what are you waiting for?” Ace snapped, “Undo his belt! Get those pants off him!” Nightwing eagerly obeyed, fumbling with the man’s belt and jeans with shaking hands. As Dick pulled the man’s jeans down, his cock sprang free, causing the hero to gasp in surprise. Even the always-confident Nightwing couldn’t hide his shock at the sheer size of the man’s cock. He couldn’t help but stare in disbelief as he took in the sight of Rocky’s thick, uncut shaft. It hung low like a fucking snake, seven inches soft with the tip peeking out of the foreskin. Dick just stared, not believing what he was seeing. “Now you know why they call me bull,” the man said, grabbing the back of Dick’s head and pushing him closer to it, “Come on cunt, clean me off…” Dick closed his eyes as he began to lick around the head, his tongue licking under the foreskin, the man’s funk filling his senses. The smell, the taste…all of it overwhelming him and he began to lick harder, sucking on the massive head like a teet. “Oh that’s good,” Bull said, his two massive hands covering Dick’s head as his cock began to grow and swell. Dick felt his lips strain as it grew under his tongue. It stretched his jaw, making his eyes water as he felt it pulse and grow, hitting the back of his throat. The man’s grunts of pleasure only encouraged him, his own cock growing as he sucked. “Dirty little fuckdog, You like that cock slut?” Ace growled, watching the scene before him. Dick's head nodded, the words almost incoherent as the massive organ pulsed against his lips. He could hardly believe he was even capable of taking something this size, let alone beg for it, but there was no denying the hunger gnawing at him. He sucked harder and harder, trying his best to deep throat the enormous cock, feeling it pulsing and twitching up against his tongue. Bull's grunts grew louder and louder as he face fucked the weakened hero. Spit dripped from the corner of Nightwing's mouth and coated the man's balls in wetness. The scent of the man's sweat and precum filled the air and mixed with the dust and grit of the warehouse. Dick could feel himself being used, wrecked by these men in the most degrading of ways, and yet he couldn't help but come back for more. His body shook with the pleasure of sucking off this man, a man who saw him as nothing more than a fuckdog. Bull's two massive hands covered Dick's head holding him steady as he pounded into his mouth. Dick's mind went back to when he first became Nightwing. The thrill of danger, the freedom of being free of Bruce’s control, free to do whatever he wanted. He recalled the different women he had been with, their soft moans as they cried out for more. But never in his wildest dreams did he imagine himself falling to his knees, throat-fucking a man twice his size while being called a "fuckdog." Dick started to gag as Bull pushed his cock deeper into his throat, nearly choking him. Precum dripped down the back of his throat and dribbled down his chin. His own cock was rock hard and dripping precum as well, a drop landing on the filthy ground beneath him. The thought of where it had landed and the sheer depravity of the situation should have disgusted him, but all it did was add to the sick thrill building inside of him. Bull pushed him back, Dick gasping for air as he fell back, his cock smearing precum against his abs. “Bull ready to fuck!” the man said laying down, his tower of a cock sticking up, “Come on hero…come ride the bull!” Dick backed up, feeling the massive cock sliding through his asscrack, making him shiver with anticipation. The last of his mind screamed at him to stop…but it was no use…he needed it too bad. “Come on you little cunt,” Bull grunted, “Stop teasing…” Dick reached back with a trembling and placed the cock head to his hole, his mind screaming at him to stop… Ace grabbed his chin and made eye contact, “Bad dog! Sit!” he commanded, his voice firm and unyielding. “I don’t care what your hero bullshit is telling you to do. Obey or I’ll make you obey.” Dick’s mind reeled. He wanted to rebel, to fight back, to prove that he was still in control. But the truth was that he wasn’t. He was a puppet, and these men were the puppeteers. He could feel the weight of his own desire pressing down on him, crushing his resistance until there was nothing left but pleading. With a sigh he lowered himself onto the monster's cock, his hole stretching obscenely wide as it swallowed the thick shaft inch by inch. “FUCK!” he screamed, his head flying back as he felt his hole completely destroyed by the fist of a cock. “SHIT NO! IT’S TOO BIG…NOOO!” he shrieked as he felt the head pop into his ass. Bull’s hands gripped his thighs, pulling him back harder onto the cock, stretching him out more than he ever believed possible. Dick’s screams echoed throughout the warehouse as inch after inch Bull moved into him. He struggled to move but the man’s hands held him still as he slowly pulled him down on his cock. “Oh for fuck’s sake!” Tony said pushing Ace out of the way, he pulled a bag out of his pocket and stuck it in the hero’s face, “Inhale!” Dick had no choice, he inhaled and felt a rush of the powder move up his nose and down his throat…instantly his mind exploded as every pleasure center in his brain began to fire wave after wave of ecstasy through his perfect body. His struggles ceased, his screams faded away to a soft moan, his eyes rolled back in bliss as he felt Bull fill him up completely, his cock buried to the hilt in Nightwing’s ass. Dick felt his spin in sheer ecstasy as he felt his tight, little ass spasm around the 2x4 lodged in him. Then slowly he felt himself being lifted up by the man, allowing every inch to be savored as it left him only to be slammed back down hard, punching up into him like a weapon. "OH MY FUCKING GOD!" he screamed, his back arching as his body shuddered in pleasure. Bull pulled and pushed Nightwing, slamming him down harder and harder. All of a sudden, the hero’s muscles were clenching hard around him. “YES! YES” Dick screamed as he came once again…cum flying out of his cock like a firehose…but Bull wasn’t don yet, in face he hadn’t even started. He kept moving the dazed hero up and down his cock, relishing the way his tight, little hero hole squeezed his cock. He dug his fingers into Nightwing's hips as he began to thrust upwards. Dick's eyes fluttered open, but they were unfocused and glazed. He was high out of his mind on Bliss and the pleasure coursing through his veins was too much. He felt like he was floating on cloud nine, completely detached from his perfectly trained body. All that existed was the savage pounding Bull was giving him and it was the most intense thing he had ever felt. He sobbed and whimpered as that cock rammed into him like a siege engine, all the hero could do was mumble protests as his body was overstimulated. He had just cum…he wanted to sleep, to pass out but instead he was riding this tree trunk of a cock over and over. And then something started to change…as Bull stretched his hole open the man’s apple sized cockhead would catch and drag on Dick’s bitch button. The first timed caused him to shudder, the second let out a pitiful moan…the third he began to push back slowly, by the fourth he had braced himself on Bull’s tights and was slamming himself back to meet the thug’s fuck. “Fuck yeah…more…more…” Dick chanted, sweat dripping down, “Fuck me…need more…” he said, archin his back as he impaled himself on the cock fully. Bull chuckled as he watched the hero slowly start to unspool on his cock, speeding up his thrusts, taking over the pace as he fucked himself recklessly, “MORE!” Dick cried! “FUCK ME HARDER!” Bull had to admit he was surprised, most people shied away from his cock, hell he had to pay most girls just to suck him off…but watching this superhero slut beg for more… “YEAH TAKE BULL’S COCK!” the man raged, his ass leaving the floor as he pulled Nightwing own onto him. The hero's back arched in response as he felt another surge of euphoria coursing through his veins. Dick had no idea how much more he could take, his mind tried to fight it…but there was no denying the pleasure he felt. The hero took over the thrusting, instinct taking over as he slammed down onto that baseball bat of a cock. The thug just watched, his lips peeled back in a grotesque smile as he listened to the sounds of the drugged hero moaning and crying. Nightwing thrashed and writhed, his delicious muscles all taut as he forced himself to take every inch of Bull's obscene cock. Tony and Ace grabbed their own shafts and began to pump them, watching the degradation of the hero. The air was thick with humid sweat and musk, the putrid smell of old dust and oil tingeing the senses. Dick's granite abs were slick with the mixture, his lean, delicious body trembling with every pound of Bull's powerful hips. “Oh shit!” Bull cried, “This fucking cunt is gonna make me cum!” “NO!” Dick called out in panic, “Keep going…so close…oh please…more…” Bull tried to hold on but watching the famous Nightwing beg to be fucked was too much and he felt his balls start to tingle, “OH FUCK HERE I GO!” the criminal yelled as he began to flood Dick’s hole with his load. The hero’s eyes widened as he felt the man’s cum fill him up, each jet of semen causing him to shudder. He tried to ride him faster but Bull had stopped fucking as he came. “Cumming inside you, slut!” Bull roared as he released the last of his seed into Nightwing’s depths. The hero let out a gasp as he felt the man’s load fill him, the sensation strange and foreign. Cum dripped down his thighs as he kept slamming back onto the man’s cock. “STOP!” Bull roared, pushing the hero off of him, “Fucking whore get off!” he said, his softening cock leaking the last of his load down his leg. Nightwing laid on the floor, cum spilling out his abused ass, “More…I need more…please!” he called to Tony and Ace. Ace stroked his cock, “How does a fuckdog ask to be bred?” he asked the needy hero. Without hesitation Dick began to bark at him, “Ruff! Ruff! Oh please breed me! Please…” Ace laid down and held his cock up, “Come on then mutt…” Dick scrambled on top of him, pushing himself down onto the man’s cock. He fucked himself savagely, the sound of wet squelching from the loads up in the hero’s ass…Ace smiled when he saw the panic on Nightwing’s face as he slammed back harder and harder, “What’s wrong puppy? Need more?” Dick nodded, “Please…” when he saw the look on Ace’s face he stopped and began to bark again, pleading with the man as a dog would. “You heard him Tony.” Dick felt the man move behind him and before he could stop him, felt a second cock slide into his gaping hole. “OH GOD” Dick sobbed as he felt his ass stretched by two cocks at once. The pain was indescribable, but still, his body responded as if starved. Tony’s grip on his hips was brutal as he slammed into him from behind, his massive cock driving deeper into Dick’s prostate with every thrust. Beneath him, Ace played with the hero’s nipples, teasing and twisting them until they were dark red and tender. Dick moaned, throwing his head back in ecstasy as Tony and Ace double-penetrated him mercilessly. The two men worked in perfect harmony, each one pushing in as the other pulled out, never giving Nightwing a moment of respite from the relentless pleasure. "Take it, you dirty little fuckdog," Tony growled, slapping the hero’s ass cheek so hard the sound echoed through the warehouse. He pulled the collar back, making Dick arch his back so the thug could mark the hero’s neck with hicky after hicky. The man bit down on the flesh, then sucked, leaving behind angry red love bites. These marks would be a constant reminder of his fall from grace. “You like this slut? You like taking our cocks?” Tony whispered in Dick’s ear. The hero nodded his head vigorously, unable to form words as his mind was consumed with the intense pleasure of being filled by two massive cocks at once. "Answer me whore, tell me how much you love this!" Ace snarled, fisting Dick's damp hair and yanking the collar again. The hero's throat worked as he tried to get the words out, his body wracked with wave after wave of bliss that threatened to overwhelm him. "I love it, I love it, please keep going." Dick begged, his hips bucking back and forth between the two men, desperate to maintain the intense sensations coursing through his body. Tony's hands moved over his perfectly sculptured chest and abs as he fucked him, Ace thrusting up to make sure the hero felt every inch of his curve. Watching the insanely hot hero writhe and moan between them was stuff dreams were made of. When Tony pulled his head back Dick willingly kissed the man, wanting every single piece of him he could get. When Tony broke the kiss Ace pulled him down by the collar and kissed him as well, “Look at our slut,” he said between kisses, “You our little bitch now?” Dick nodded vigorously, his mind too gone to care about the implications of his own actions, “Yes, yours…your bitch…your slut...yes, I’m your fuckdog.” Ace looked at Tony and they Ace pulled out of the hero, Dick looke at them with wild, desperate eyes as Ace walked back, wagging his cock, “Crawl over here and clean my cock off whore, show me how well you’re trained.” Dick couldn’t control himself as he scrambled towards the man on the dirty warehouse floor, his ass leaking cum as he began to lick up the mess he had created, swallowing greedily. Ace’s cock twitched and swelled as he watched the usually proud and strong hero reduced to a quivering mess who would do anything for a cock, “Oh yeah puppy, such a good boy, you our good boy?” Dick moaned, the taste of sweat and precum filling his mouth as he sucked on the messy cock, licking up his spunk from Ace’s cock and balls. He was so gone, so overwhelmed by the drugs and the sexual pleasure that he’d lost all sense of who he was. Ace grabbed the collar and pulled the hero off his cock, “Answer me, you my good boy?” Dick’s eyes watered as he just stared at the thug…his entire life flashing before his eyes…Batman, Barbara, Kory, the Titans…all of it…and then he looked down at the man’s cock… And began to bark, over and over as the men laughed…as soon as Ace let go of the collar Dick went back to licking the man’s cock…just waiting for him to fuck him again. One Month Later The bar had no name and that was the way they liked it. A hidden place in Gotham for criminals and thugs to meet and socialize, it was one of the best kept secrets in the city. An array of tech and magic kept it invisible from prying eyes, its location known only to the worst of the worst. The bar was a secret but even more secret was what lied in the basement. To call it a sex club would be tame, it was a place where these criminals, men and women, went to satisfy their darkest urges. What happened down there stayed there and that was the way everyone liked it. So when Tony, Ace and Bull walked in with Nightwing on a leash the place went silent. The people stared in shock as the crimefighter on all fours, panting happily like an animal. Tony looked around, “500 bucks for an hour…who’s in?” No one moved for a second and then there was a mad rush of bills shoved in their face. Ace removed the leash and leaned down, “You my good boy?” Dick nodded smiling, his pupils wide with Bliss. Ace stood up and took a step back, “All yours boys!” Hands grabbed at Nightwing and pulled him into the bar…the sound of his uniform ripping filled the room…

A cock that breaks through the second sphincter ring is worth anything!

I totally agree with you. Some of my hottest encounters were with guys who were not considered “hot”. In my case, I seek that mental connection where the sexual energy is overwhelming. Whatever you call it, spiritual, vibe, mojo, etc, that electric energy that sends waves of desire through your body. I have hooked up with a some really hot guys in my life. I have also hooked up with some guys that were probably unfairly judged. No matter who they were, they all had something special about them. Sure, the hot guys had their looks, but the no so hot guys had something more to offer me. Like most others, I have my “type”, but I tend to give everyone a chance to excite me.

Yes. I knew an older guy when I was in my early 20’s. He was well off and often had parties at his home. Often started off with a mixed crowd but as the night progressed, it typically dwindled down to people who wanted physical contact. Mostly younger guys I would consider eye candy. There were always a few older guys and one time my older friends best friend, who was female. I fucked a lot of twink ass at his parties. His female friend came on to me that night so I fucked her as well. might just be me, but encounters seemed to flow much easier back in the early 80’s.

I like when a random turns into a regular fuck buddy! My random buddy turned into a regular fuck buddy and when he would come over and find me naked in bed he would grab my ankles and pull my ass to the edge of the bed and say "dude, Ive got a weeks worth of cum built up in my balls and your ass is what I need right now!" Slid that rock hard cock in me and deliver a balls deep load! Kissed me and would say lets do this again next week!

That is an excellent question but one of the answers, I can think of, is incredibly terrifying & soul destroying to both the US & the entire Western world as a whole. 1) The pictures of the mass rallies / demonstrations, packed & VERY angry (against Trump, Musk & Republicans in general) Town Hall meetings & the continual interviews with political experts (almost always anti-Trump) that are widely shown on most forms of news media, in Australia 🇦🇺 are a gross subtefuge & propaganda exercise that will benefit - WHO🤔🤔🤔??? OR 2) The government currently insitu is so arrogant & confident in their Messianic beliefs of control & subjugation that they cannot see any possible deterrent powerful enough to crush their journey into the Holy Hell of Trump. On the positive side (probably not exactly clear at the moment), I prefer to believe that if there is one mass demo of a hundred thousand, one Town Hall meeting, one expert speaking out then the result will be an exponential growth in civil voices of anger. Paul Revere & his "co-conspirators", the Russian & French Revolutions, Vietnam & almost certainly within the near future, Israel were/are not politician led voices of anger. The inevitable changes came from THE PEOPLE. It probably won't be the actual Democratic politicians who induce action for change. This will come from the Democrat & sensible, logical & LOYAL TO COUNTRY Republicans who, IN UNITY, will provide the impetus for the downfall & with his criminal actions almost certainly trial & punishment of Trump & his revolting, gutless & power grabbing IDIOTS. I do hope, however, that the citizens of the US, this time around, do not take the same amount of time & bloodshed that it took for the people to rise up in the previously mentioned revolutions.

Yes - used to know a gay couple in London who had a party for one of their birthdays at their place. They’d invited lots of their straight mates too and as the night wore on and things were taken, things started to loosen up and well, you can’t put that many gay men together in one place then be surprised when something happens. The straights quickly made their excuses and left and then it turned into an all out fuck fest. It had been fancy dress (ick) and I have an image seared onto my brain of Dorothy in her ruby slippers getting ploughed by Bluto!

I had watched every verbal poz porn video I could find so many times that I had them all memorized. I smoked myself stupid with weed. My dick was constantly hard thinking about the gift. I couldn't even watch TV anymore without also watching poz porn on my phone. I jerked off for over 2 hours a day. It was time to get pozzed. I found a poz guy online, and he was ready as fuck to bring me into the poz brotherhood. After we chatted a little bit, he came over and we got right down to business, both of us too horny to wait. I laid down on my back with my legs in the air. The dom poz top climbed on top of me and positioned his cock at my hole, rubbing at the entrance. "So Boy, are you really ready to take a poz cock? You're so young and hot, I need you to beg for it." Daddy said. "I really need it Dad. I'm just a dumb twink cum bucket for you to fill over and over again. I'm so crazy for your HIV Daddy. Please make me the happiest twink ever and poz my stupid ass!" I said. Daddy grinned. "Oh fuck yeah Boy, you're fucking twisted. Nothing turns me on like a stupid twink begging to get pozzed" Daddy said. I moaned. "Yes Daddy, as my dick gets harder, my brain gets dumber. All I can think about is getting pozzed. Please give me HIV in my butt!!!" I screamed. Daddy pounded his dick deep inside my butt. It was the greatest feeling in the world having Daddy's hard dick skin rubbing against the skin of my anal walls. I could feel my mind slipping away as I got hornier and hornier. "Ohhhh Daddy, uhhhh, fuuuuck yeah, bring me into the poz brotherhood" I moaned stupidly. Daddy grinned widely. "Fuck yes you stupid fucking pig, I'm going to get you fucking pregnant" Daddy said. "Yesssss Dad, I'm such a fucking faggot lusting for HIV" I moaned. "You're really gonna get it" Daddy said. Daddy fucked his dick so deep inside of my butt, I could feel his dickhead in my guts. Daddy stared deeply into my eyes as he fucked me. "You're really going to get the bug deep inside of your butt. You'd better really be stupid enough to take this load, because I'm going to flood your guts with poz cum" Daddy warned. I moaned loudly. "YES DAD, I'M BEGGING FOR YOUR FUCKING POZ CUM, POZ MY STUPID NEG BUTT!!!" I screamed in ecstasy. We were both in pig heaven. This was the greatest feeling that there ever was. Daddy kept up his poz talk while I continued to beg. "I'm going to inject your butt with my demon sperm" Daddy warned. "Fuck yes Dad, I really wanna take it all! I want your DNA deep inside of my guts, forever changing my body to be your dumb twink cum bucket!" I said. I wrapped my legs around Daddy, pulling him closer into me. We kissed passionately as Daddy continued to fuck me. "You're going to be my fucking faggot cum slave, too toxic to do anything but get recharged all day every day" Daddy said. "All I think about now is taking your poz cum Daddy. Fill me up over and over again!" I said. Daddy was getting close. "You better be dumb enough to take this strain, because it's coming for you" Daddy warned. "INFECT ME SIR! Take over my body with your poison cum!" I screamed. Daddy picked up the pace. "I'M GONNA CONVERT YOU!!!" Daddy yelled. "KNOCK ME UP DAD!!!" I screamed. Daddy fucked me as hard as he could. "TAKE MY AIDS LOAD YOU STUPID FUCKING FAGGOT!!!" Daddy yelled. With a roar, Daddy unleashed stream after stream of poz cum inside of me. I howled with pleasure. "That's it my stupid fucking twink. Take all of Daddy's poz cum" Daddy moaned. "YES SIR!" I said obediently, spreading my legs as wide as they would go. Spurt, spurt, spurt, spurt. Daddy kept filling my butt all the way up with his cum. His dick was pumping in my guts, and I felt every bit of it. He was turning me toxic. Daddy stuck a butt plug in my ass. "There you go my stupid fucking twink, now go to sleep with all of Daddy's poz cum inside of you" Daddy said. I nodded off to sleep in Daddy's arms. Some time later, I caught the fuck flu. We got a home test, and I tested poz. Daddy and I grinned at each other. "Congratulations Boy! You're my Son now. Welcome to the poz brotherhood." Daddy said. "Thank you Daddy! Please recharge me" I begged. Daddy grinned. He fucked me all night full of poz cum. I was in pig Heaven. THE END

I started experimenting with open relationships with my first long term live together BF. We both got tested for HIV about a year or so after being together. He tested pox, I tested negative, but that didn’t slow us down. I still fucked him raw all the time. We would go out and pick up guys and bring them home for raw play. I loved watching him get used and filled. Our rule was I was always the last load in him. he also loved to watch me fuck others as well. He would usually spend several days Looking for hot younger guys for me to use. We were both in our mid 20’s when this started. He understood I was not exclusively into guys so he sometimes surprised me with a willing female. We built up a small group of regulars and it worked out well for us. He never told anyone he was HIV+.

Don't think its about censorship (least not from EU).. The CNN was the US one (not one of those franchise offshoots). And BBC World service isn't practically EU anymore. But its hard to handle watching news for prolonged time.. Made me sick to listen that the US stance is that the Russia made big concessions by agreeing not to take whole Ukraine. (Yep, that is the world we live in). One wants to ask: What about returning Alaska to keep Vladimir happy? Even The Guardian or New Yorker aren't big on protests about el presidente. So don't know.. Are those protests you're talking about so big and consequential? (rhetoric question)

As I lie here browsing Breeding Zone, it occurred to me that I probably don't have that long left. With that in mind, why don't I tell my story? It all began 6 years ago in earnest, but the situation I find myself in has probably been set in stone for the entirety of my life. 6 years ago, this was me: I was 23, I worked hard on my body, and made sure I looked good. I was training to be a nurse, had a boyfriend, house, car, the lot. Life was going well, and the sex with my boyfriend was fantastic. However, there was a part of me that he could never fulfill. It wasn't a part of me that I ever thought would be fulfilled. I used to fantasize about being pozzed. The thought of it drove me wild. Only ever a small thing at first, a thought that would drift into my head on occasion if I was jacking off, but later it became all I could think about. The thought of toxic death being pumped into my hole - heavenly. The fantasies grew, and I used to jack off thinking about getting knocked up and then pozzing my boyfriend. Obviously I could never tell him this, and as much as I loved him he had a real bias against guys with HIV. I knew that this was a secret I had to keep to myself, but as I fucked his ass at night I used to pretend I was putting him to death as I cummed. Things changed when I got into work one cold, January morning. I was on assignment in a dermatology ward. Mostly spotty teenagers and old women with psoriasis. I was bored, and I'd told my boss at the time that I wanted a new challenge. "Good news, we're moving you", she said. I could tell she was delighted - she hated me, and the feeling was mutual. "Where am I going?" A smirk crossed her face - "There's a hospice downtown that needs a new nurse". Bitch. Hospice duty was notorious for being an awful assignment. Death all around, people at the lowest ebb of their lives. You were told as a junior nurse to try and avoid it at all costs. How ironic that that's where I now find myself... Anyway, off I went to the hospice. It was in a fairly run down part of town. I sent my boyfriend a picture that morning: And he sent one back: Fuck he was hot - I made a mental note to not even say hello when I got home that night - I'd push him into the wall and fuck his tight hole until I exploded. I messaged back, 'Make sure you're lubed by 6pm x' and put my phone away. I could smell death as I headed into the hospice, and my inappropriate horniness soon died away. It upset me, the poor souls in here at the end of their lives, but I tried to put on a brave face. My new boss was a mousy little woman, and you could tell that the stress of working in this place for years had got to her. She perked up a little bit when she saw me though. I could see her, looking at me in my tight uniform. 'You're barking up the wrong tree dear' I thought. We did the rounds, checking in on each patient. It was mostly older patients, and mostly women. I did my introductions and we checked vitals. "Now," the boss said. "This next patient - I want to warn you, this is a sad case. He is in the advanced stages of AIDS". I felt my cock jump, I couldn't help it. "This particular strain is a nasty one. No medications have worked for this patient. He was diagnosed as HIV+ 10 years ago. His condition has deteriorated at a phenomenal rate". Why oh why did I have such tight pants on? My cock was rock hard and I was praying she wouldn't notice. I moved the clipboard in front of my crotch. "He has no family or friends it seems," she whispered. "He looks awful, I'll warn you. You must take extreme caution around this patient. Gloves to be worn at all times please. He has a number of other STIs, but we can't treat them as we don't think his body could cope with the medication at this stage. He's very near the end". We walked in to see the patient. He looked awful. Skeleton thin, lesions all over him. He coughed, a long, raspy rattle that made it sound like his lungs were trying to escape through his throat. He looked over at me and his eyes lit up. He smiled a toothless grin. He was 50 but didn't look a day under 90. "Hello," he whispered. "Good Morning Mr. Pearce," the boss said as she pulled on some gloves. She nodded towards to glove box and I started to put on a pair. "Please..." he rasped. "Call me David". We did his vitals, which weren't great, and as I made notes I could see him staring at me. Mentally undressing me. My cock was aching, trying its best to force its way out of the fabric of my pants. What was I thinking? This man had a fast-acting strain of HIV. He was dying of AIDS. But my cock didn't care. It wanted him. I decided to be daring, and I moved the clipboard. I could tell he noticed my straining cock straight away. He licked his lips greedily. I put the clipboard back. "Who is your friend?" he said to the boss. "This is Nurse Bateman, he just started with us today". She had a way of talking down to patients that was starting to annoy me. "Good Morning David, nice to meet you". He flashed me a wicked smile. "The pleasure is all mine". We finished his checks and the boss gave him a little something to help him sleep. Before I knew it it was lunchtime. I hurried to the toilet and locked the cubicle door. My pants were down in seconds and I was milking my cock, thinking of David, imagining riding his toxic cock. I cummed hard, just as my phone buzzed in my pocket. It was the boyfriend. "How's the job going?" Just then, a wicked plan began to form in my mind.

Part two I had better get home I said. No you are not going anywhere wired as you are. you can come home with me until you have sobered up. But I dont know you, well we can see about that cant we ! Uncle Stan had a BMW, I sparked up, cool car I said my dad will get me one like that one day. Hey I just realised I dont even know your name, Ollie. Ollie the cheeky chappy he said. What are you going to do about your gf my niece ? Oh she is boring I will dump her. I sat in the front smoking I did not even ask permission. I sat back with my legs slightly apart relaxing as I enjoyed my smoke. As he started the ignition Uncle Stan moved his hand on to the inside of my leg ! Again I did nothing. You like that too eh. I did not reply but moved my legs further apart. Before he pulled away he let his hand drift up to my crotch and then he squeezed my cock which had gone rock hard. I did not know this guy yet here I was in his car letting him feel my crotch and then he was handling my dick. Gone hard I see. Again I said nothing. His hand stayed on my leg while we drove. Is this as fast as it goes I said. Hell no its very quick. Show me I dared him. We moved onto a duel carriageway Uncle Stan was wired too, so he floored the accelerator and we shot off. I put the radio on and found some pulsing music. Faster I shouted he looked at me and with almost a demonic smile accelerated faster. We were both wired and wild as I started thumping the dashboard. We shot past cars I was high and loving it, my dick was getting even harder with this thrill ride. It was like a psychedelic tunnel with all the car lights in front of me merging into one. I wanted to go even faster. Then the end of the carriageway came in sight so he slowed down. Ah fuck I as enjoying that I said. Your a proper punk and spoiled brat aren't you but your dead cute and he squeezed my leg again. When I am older and can drive I will drive fast not like you. Well you won't be driving long then and he laughed, I was not sure what he found so amusing. How old are you anyway he asked and for the first time I looked at him to take in what he looked like. He wasn't that attractive and had a bit of a pot belly. I am eighteen I said. You look younger with your curly blonde hair. I hate it I said, I want it all off. I want to be like those guys in the porn mags in leather. So you have looked at gay porn then. Just looked that's all I said guiltily. Anyway how old are you? Forty-five he replied. Ok cool. So you like leather he asked as he squeezed my leg again. Fuck yea. Well we will have to see what you look like when you try on my leather. You have leather, yea a lot of the guys I know are into leather, we have leather parties. Fuck cool I replied. Maybe you can come to one? Me? yea. Fuck cool. We pulled up outside his house which was detached and quite a tall building. Ok come inside and make yourself comfortable. I laid on the sofa with my arms outstretched and lit another cig, he did the same. You want a drink? Yea vodka , please , yea please. Neat? yea neat. Hey Stan have you got any more coke? I think you have had enough but while your still wired why dont we finish off what we started in the shed. Your cock you mean ? Yea. He unzipped his trousers and took out his cock, massage it with your mouth. Gross I replied.Have you tried it? No so how do you know. I dont know why but I took his cock in my mouth and he started fucking it. I choked, he laughed and said you will get used to it, yea I could I thought. Now before I cum I want you to relax so that we can try something else. Oh yea like what I said sarcastically. My dick was rock hard he took it in his mouth. Then after a few minutes he left the room and came back with two shot glasses. Is that more vodka, no something to make you relax. He sat there next to me with his dick out and I was semi naked too. I drank the liquid without a question I felt him get on top of me, his dick was hard and I could feel him pushing his dick against my hole i began to feel warm inside and relaxed from the drink. It felt so warm in here, I could just about make out that he was in me my vision started to blur and then nothing. I had passed out.

Chapter 11 – Take them both Julio looked down at his prize. A gaping hole trying to fully close up. J: Hey, first help me untie the boy and le’ts take him to the couch. The two men let loose the restraints and lifted the boy to his feet. The boy was slightly unstable but was able to keep his own weight. They walked over to the couch and Julio sat down. J: Come on baby boy, come sit on this big dick. I wanna feel you ride me. Brad could not fully make out what was said. He only heard “sit … big dick” He was too high to make out the full sentence. All he knew was that he had to obey to keep this great feeling going. Brad lifted his leg and straddled Julio with his ass hoovering over the head of the dick. J: Hurry the fuck up bitch. Julio grabbed Brad by the waist and slammed him down on his cock. A huge moan escaped the man and the boy. J: just hold it there for a minute. Julio felt the walls of the boy’s hole squeeze his dick. Not super tight but with enough strength to make his dick throb. J: Will reload the pipe for our boy here. Will filled the pipe and melted it, taking the first hit. Smoke filled the area again. He passed the pipe to Julio. J: Okay boy. Now I’m gonna light it for you because I think you might drop it **heh heh*. Okay here we go. Flick, Flick. Brad leaned forward and took a big hit and released. Flick, flick. After the 3rd hit, he handed the pipe back to Will. Julio grabbed the boy’s dick and jerked it a bit. Just enough to send a jolt through the boy’s body. In response, the boy started bouncing on Julio’s dick. He kept up a good rhythm. Julio slapped both cheeks as they slammed into his dick. The slap made the hole relax a bit before clinching down a bit. J: He’s ready. Will was lubing up his nice dick with tina laced lube of Julio’s special design. Not that the boy needed any more tina at this point. But every little bit would help. Julio grabbed the boy and held him with their chests touching. The boy was all the way down on Julio’s dick. Will pulls up between the Julio’s legs and his dick touches the boy’s entrance. It rests again the big brown dick already inside. Julio uses both hands to spread the boy’s cheeks and Will pushed forward. With a pop, the head passed the entrance of the boy’s hole. Brad gasped for air. Julio released the cheeks and moved his hands, one on the boy’s chest to play with his nipple and the other to grip the soft dick. Brad’s gasp subsided and became a whimper. He relaxed a bit with the stimulation Julio was giving him. This was just enough for Will. He pushed forward with his weight and pushed all the way in. The boy’s hole gripped in response to the intrusion. Brad arched his back and his back was now touching wills chest. Will thrust and thrust, not giving the boy time to adjust to it. He nibbled on the boy’s ear which made him moan. Julio continued with the boy’s nipples. Brad’s soft dick was leaking precum all over their host. The 2 men took turns being the one to thrust while the other remained still in the stretched hole. They kept going for a long while. After 20 mins or so, the boy’s hole relaxed enough and he started to fucking himself down on both dicks. This fuck boy was certainly earning his share of the tina. Will couldn’t take it anymore. W: Im gonna cum. Take every single drop fuck boy. Ahhhh He shot volley after volley of cum into the warm hole. He pulled out and left Julio alone in the boy. Julio felt his dick was now coated with Will’s cum. This wet sensation sent him over the edge and he too started to shoot his load. J: oh fuck. Ahhhh fuck yeah, take my load. The boy moaned as he felt the cum shoot inside his worn hole. Julio pulled out and the warm cum just ran down the boy’s thigh. J: get off me. Brad got off the latino man that had just gifted him his seed. J: get back on the couch. Sit down and relax a min. enjoy the moment. Will brought over a blindfold and put it on Brad. He could not see a thing but was content since his body was still in tina tingle. His senses were all turned up without sight. J: get the point ready for our boy of the night. We’re not done yet. He gets a small rest while my dick recovers. Chapter 12 – Passed the Knuckles Will walked over with the freshly made point. W: I made it stronger than his first. Should make him a perfect obedient fucker. Julio pulled the boys right arm out and tied him off. He wiped the site before injecting the boy with the tina. The boy didn’t even flinch when the point went in. They released the tourniquet and the boy erupted in a coughing fit. The men started rubbing his chest to help calm him down. Once the coughing subsided enough, they grabbed some rubber chord. They tied the boy’s wrist to the ankle, left to left and right to right. Then connected the 2 shackles with a chord that went around the back of the boy’s neck. Once secured, the boy was spreading his legs wide, unable to drop them. Julio picked up the tied up boy and brought him to the edge of the couch. He threw a pillow under the boy’s ass. His hole was looking amazing on display. A wet mess with cum up the inner thighs of the boy. He glistened as the men looked at him with lust. Julio got between the boy’s legs pushed 3 fingers into the boy’s used hole. They went in easily with little to no resistance. He finger fucked the boys for a while before adding a 4th finger. The boy was in heaven. He just moaned and drooled in his euphoria. He met some resistance but the hole expanded and the 4 digits went in and out of the hole. Again, the boy drooled and moaned. Julio pulled his fingers out of the boy and Will passed him a container of Vaseline. He lubed the fingers and placed his hand at the boy’s entrance. He pushed in all 5 fingers and the hole stopped him at the knuckles. A whimper escaped from the boy’s mouth. Then some coherent thought trailed it. B: nooo … please … too Will grabbed the boy by his balls and soft wet dick. The boy’s body jolted and the hole clinched down and then relaxed. This was just what Julio was waiting for. As soon as he felt the hole relax after the clinch, he pushed the hand past the knuckles. The fist slid right in was in the boy. Brad tied to clinch and push the invading hand out but to no avail. Julio opened his fist in the boy and wiggled his fingers. This made the boy whimper and drool some more. Brad was high off his mind but still knew his hole was being attacked by something huge. B: Please… sto. Julio and Will just look down at the whore before them and laugh evilly. Julio keeps higgling his fingers inside the boy and can see the area with his balls move as he moves. Wiggle wiggle, balls go up, balls go down. Julio pulls his fist almost completely out and then slams it back in. A cry comes from the boy. This only makes the men laugh some more. Julio pulls out and slams his fist in again and again. The boys is sobbing – half cry for help, half whimper of pleasure. Julio pulls out and sprinkles some tina powder on his fist. He replaces it back in the hole. This time he wiggles his fingers and the tina burn inside the boy starts. This is different. The burn is deeper than he has ever felt anything. Fist in, fist out. Fist in, fist out. The boy is lost of the tina cloud 9, all that comes out from him is the occasional grunt. W: Okay, my turn. Will tags in and pushes his fist into the boy. It goes in with little to no resistance. Will is lost in the pleasure of wrecking the boy. He keeps going until he notices the boy’s dick leaking cum all over himself. Will points it out to Julio and they laugh their asses off. Will pulls his fist out and they let the boy rest for a while. The boy is still tied up. After some time passes and the boy’s hole is almost closed, well enough anyway, they decide to keep fucking. Will is the first to reenter him. His dick slides right in like cutting through butter. The boy’s walls just massage his dick. W: oh fuck yeah. Now he knows how to take dick. Will fucks the spread-eagle boy for 15 mins of slow fucking. Just enjoying the feeling of his dick engulfed in velvet. W: here comes another load. Ahhhh. Will falls over on the boy. W: Hey man, we did good. You have to feel the final product of the our night. J: Okay, let’s check this out. Will moves out of the way and Julio takes his place. Julio puts his dick head at the open hole and pushes forward. J: oh wow. You weren’t kidding. He’s softly milking my dick. Julio bottoms out and holds position. He holds off the feeling of having to cum immediately. Once that passes, he starts rocking back and forth, staying fulling inside the boy. Since his dick is so thick, Julio usually never gets an ass this relaxed and worn to full enjoy. He reaches over and unties the boy’s bindings. Brad’s legs come down. Julio picks them back up and puts them on his shoulders. He is in the best position and he starts drilling the boy, thrusting deep inside the boy. The walls of his hole massage his thick dick and Julio is in heaven. He reaches down to the boy’s ear and whispers- J. oh I’m in love with your hole. I’m gonna gift you a second load. You’ll never forget me or this night ever. You’ll always remember who opened up that ass. With that, Julio bottomed out in the boy and shot his load. J: ohhh fuuuuck. Julio pulled out and asked Will to hand him the butt plug on his side table drawer. Will handed it over and Julio pushed it in the boy. Julio picked up the used bottom and threw him on the bed. J: go ahead and try to get some rest. You earned it. We’ll see if you come down enough to at least zone out to rest. Julio then found his boxers and put them back on. He walked over to the couch and joined Will. Will had also found his underwear. They changed the porn on the tv to some sitcom. They just sat there and relaxed. W: So was that incentive enough to start our dealings? J: oh yeah, that’s why you brought the whore with you. **heh, heh**. Yeah, we can talk business. W: Good because that stuff was almost too good. J: I only work with the best. Brad laid in the bed, a twitching mess. He was dialed up to 13 out of 10. He just zoned out, technically awake, but completely zonked out of his mind. He was so out of it, he didn’t realize he was pushed back into the van. He didn’t realize that they drove back to his house. He didn’t realize he was back in his living room. He just eventually passed out on the couch. Naked and twitchy, but finally passed out. Will had pulled the butt plug out to let his hole try to recover. Besides, he had long since had the cum in him dry up. When he finally woke up, he had a blanket thrown over his naked body. His dad was in the kitchen and yelled at him if he wanted a cup of coffee. Brad walked over to the kitchen wrapped in the blanket. T: wow, you look like shit. drink some coffee and then pound some water. When you feel better, we can share stories of our weekend apart.

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I did my best to find the same thrill in the antics with my housemates for the next two weeks, but it was sapping my spirit pretending I was into it all as I had once been. I had to resort to imagining I was with Harry, Sid or these friends of theirs while one of my friends was working out my hole, just to get as excited as they would expect me to be without suspecting something was up. But something was up. I had experienced sex that truly did something for me, and I knew that it was not just the risk factor as it felt like I would still want to be completely used by random, older, possibly sick men even when I inevitably converted. I had found my calling, and even increased my workout regimen to make sure I had the maximum virile appeal as possible for the next meet-up. At some level I didn’t want to convert. Not that I was having any second thoughts about it, but more that I didn’t want to miss out on any of the sordid adventures Harry and Sid would no doubt organise for me while I was still a spring chicken yet to be plucked, as it were. I wasn’t sure if they would lose interest once the deed was done, but I suspected it was a possibility. As such, as unlikely as it seemed given how infested they both must be with the virus and all the lengths they’d gone to in order to make me more susceptible, I still hoped that it hadn’t taken just yet. Eventually the two weeks was up, and I headed back to Harry and Sid’s. Harry had messaged to say that we would indeed be going to one of their friend Omar’s parties, which had been hastily arranged in my honour, but he thought it best if I came to theirs first for some pre-gaming drinks and to make sure my bike was securely stored for the night. Sid would then drive us all over to Omar’s place on the other side of the city. This all sounded sensible, so I rode over to their place, got the bike locked behind the side gate, and then joined them out on their patio for some cocktails and cigarettes. Where it had been unseasonably warm on my last visit, there was a definite nip in the air this time so I was glad of my choice of fleece-lined jogging bottoms, tank top, long-sleeved T-shirt and hoodie. It was great to see them again, though I was maybe a tad disappointed the pre-gaming did not extend to a bit of pre-breeding as well. Perhaps sensing this, Sid assured me that I would get all the cock I needed and more that night, and they would also be very happy to have me in their bed when we got back later. He went on to say that Omar liked to have very first dibs on new attendees at his parties, so they were going to respect that and wait their turn. I asked if it was a problem that Marcus and Liam had both bred me even after I had showered and got ready meaning some of their cum was definitely still in there, which caused them both to laugh heartily before Harry noted that Omar would thoroughly enjoy knowing his cock was being lubed by the seed of another couple of hot jocks. I chuckled at that, wondering what the boys would think. Anyway, after Harry and I had got a little merrier, and with Sid wanting the chance to actually have a drink at some point, we headed out to his car and set off. It was a bit of a drive round the ring road, and then we entered a quiet area of mostly semi-detached houses. We pulled up outside a fully detached one, and then got out of the car and went up to the front door. When it was opened, Omar turned out to be a similarly aged and thin man, and he welcomed us with a big smile. “Hello young man” he said to me. “You are very welcome indeed.” “Thank you sir” I replied, nervously smiling at him. “Do come in!” Omar said, standing aside and holding his arm out to direct us inside. The house smelled smoky and a bit spicy, and went I followed Sid into the living room there turned out to be seven other men there, all older, all drinking, some smoking cigarettes. “Evening gents” said Sid. “The guest of honour is here!” Everyone stopped talking and stared at me, which made me feel very self-conscious but also extremely excited. I could feel them undressing me with their eyes, and decided I should go one better. I pulled off my hoodie, and then with a few whistles being emitted by the group, I slowly pulled off my T-shirt so I was just in my tank top. I walked to the centre of the room, and then slowly rotated on the spot while flexing a little. My heart was pounding, but the whistles and whoops from all the old men around me was exciting. “Alright lads” called Harry, while laughing, “calm down and let’s get the boy a drink or two before we let you loose on him.” While everyone else was sitting on the many sofas and armchairs around the room, I perched on a stool in a spot where they could all see me properly. I lit up a cigarette after Omar gave me a glass of champagne, and then actually managed to have a few conversations with everyone there. As Harry and Sid had been, they were particularly interested to hear about life in the student house, with more than a couple of them commenting that I should bring some of my housemates with me next time. I joked that I would ask them, while a little part of my brain wondered whether any of them would actually be up for something like this, even if they got themselves on PrEP first. Anyway, after a few drinks and cigarettes, Omar suggested we could maybe get proceedings underway. I was sufficiently lubricated with champagne to not feel any nerves by this point, so I readily followed his lead out into the garden and down to a pretty sizeable outbuilding at the far end. The lights were already on, and when we went inside I found myself in a facility that made Harry and Sid’s playroom seem laughably under-equipped. It was a huge space that I guessed had once been a garage, and had numerous black leather sofas and armchairs in a large circle in the middle, and elsewhere there were a couple of slings and benches, mats, cushion-topped barrels, another of those St Andrew’s Cross frames, and a fully equipped bar. Masses of shelves and glass-fronted cupboards everywhere displayed all kinds of sex toys, leather gear, whips and all kinds of other things. “Fuck me” I said, taking it all in. “That’s what I intend to do” Omar whispered in my ear. He then steered me over to the middle of the sofa area, and I undressed while the other men all got themselves settled. By the time I was naked Omar was back from the bar area with a couple of bottles of champagne, and he gave me a small glass while topping up everyone else. I just stood, gyrating a little, waiting for Omar’s next move as I knew he would have the first go with me. In time the men started beckoning me over so they could touch and feel me, and it wasn’t long before one of them swallowed my cock. Then the next guy turned me round so he could plant his face between my cheeks. So it went on, until all of them including Harry and Sid had enjoyed a few minutes to appreciate my body. I had never felt so wanted in all of my life, and it was intoxicating. But, eventually, Omar came and took hold of my wrist, pulling me back into the centre of the space. “Gentlemen” he announced, “Harry and Sid have, I think we can all agree, outdone themselves tonight!” Cheers went up from everyone else, as Harry and Sid took comedic little bows. “But” said Omar, “we must now say something about Aaron here. Never have we had such a handsome young hunk in this room, and yet tonight here he is, willingly making himself our plaything for the night.” More cheers erupted, and Harry and Sid grinned at me as I blushed. “So” continued Omar, “the normal rules will apply. Everyone will pick a number from the hat, and the breeding of handsome Aaron here will go in that order once I’m done with him. Then, you’ll all be free to have whatever fun you want with him and each other. Clear?” Everyone nodded or raised their glasses to signal agreement. “Now, Aaron, I understand you’re here just to bottom, right?” Omar asked me. “Yes sir” I said. “Well, OK then, though some of the boys here are going to be disappointed to not be able to take a ride on that impressive member of yours” Omar said, chuckling. “As for the rest of you, that means you’ll need to be getting it from each other, but let’s try to make sure Aaron here goes home overflowing so maybe save your special loads for him.” The men cheered and chuckled. “Before we begin, Aaron” Omar said to me, “let’s just be clear about a few things.” “OK?” I said. “You’re neg?” “Yes sir” I replied. “You’re not on PrEP?” “No sir” I said. “And you know we’re all poz?” “Yes sir” I said, smiling at him. “Good” he said. “I know Harry and Sid have already got you started down this road, but tonight you’re going to be taken to a whole other level.” “I hope so sir” I said, causing the men to cheer. “Well” said Omar, smiling at me, “let’s get this underway.” He steered me towards one of the slings, which I turned around and hopped into. I raised up my feet and allowed him to put them into the hoops, and then I shuffled down until he was content with my position. He smiled down at me and reached out to rub my stomach muscles, before disappearing out of view and immediately starting to rim and finger my hole. “There’s cum in here” he said from his crouched down position. “Yeah, three of my housemates bred me before I set out” I said, causing a few of the guys on the sofas to chuckle. “Oh fuck yeah” growled Omar, as he stood up straight while pulling off his top, pushed his cock against my hole, and then propelled his entire length into me. “Oh fuck me!” I yelled out at the surprise of the sudden penetration, before immediately starting to groan as Omar went straight to a rapid pounding. I reached up and gripped the chains holding the sling, and after adjusting to the fuck, took to staring at the man who was inside me, encouraging him when we made eye contact, and otherwise looking at the small biohazard tattoo on the left side of his chest. Fuck, this is what I needed. I was a tall, muscled, 20 year old jock, I was willingly being fucked raw by a poz cock again, and I felt like I was exactly where I was supposed to be. I turned and looked at all the other men over on the sofas, and somehow my cock got even harder as I thought about how they were all going to be using me for hours tonight. If Harry and Sid’s initiation had not done the job, surely by the end of tonight I would be well on my way to conversion. Omar eventually reached climax, and I grinned at him as he pumped his load into me. He took some time to get his breath back, but eventually pulled his softening cock from me before pushing a couple of his fingers into my dripping hole and nicking me with his nails a bit. He looked up at me with a devilish grin as he did this, meaning I knew it was deliberate but I didn’t care. Then he promptly withdrew his digits, walked round to the side of the sling, and presented those same fingers to me. I leaned forward and took them into my mouth, looking up at him as I sucked on them as seductively as I knew how. “Good boy” he said, before taking his fingers away. “I am already looking forward to fucking you again later, but now it’s time for everyone else to have their turns.” “Yes sir” I said. Omar went over to the bar and picked up a bucket that he took to the sofas, and every other man there picked a piece of paper out of it that must have had a number on, not that I could see from where I was. Some of them groaned in frustration, presumably having to wait longer than others, and most of them reached for the champagne to top up their glasses. One guy, however, was already walking towards me with a big smile on his gaunt face. He pulled off his top as he approached to reveal a distinct pot belly, and I realised he must be as full-blown as Harry, if not more so. He wasted no time in ploughing into me, and I settled back for another frenetic fuck from a sick old man who could not believe I was there. All of them had their turns with me in the sling, though the fact that Omar checked with each of them if they wanted me somewhere else made it clear that they all wanted to look at my face and torso while they fucked me for the first time. I was quite happy with this too as it was turning me on no end watching these guys sweat and strain as they hammered away inside me. I even found myself thinking about the service I could provide to men like these up and down the land who all dreamed of rutting someone like me. I loved it, and resolved to keep myself in shape for as long as possible in the future. Once they were all done, Omar helped me get my legs down from the sling straps, and handed me a glass of champagne and a cigarette. I joined the guys for a few drinks and smokes while they worked themselves up for the next session, also giving me the opportunity to stretch out my limbs a bit after so long in the same position. Cum was continually dribbling out of me, but neither I nor anyone else there cared. We chatted, with me this time getting them to focus on regaling me with stories about the things they had got up to at these parties before. Some of it was pretty wild. The 18 year old twink who had spent the night locked in the sling and had converted a week later. The 45 year old married dad of three who had willingly blown up his life by spending several hours kneeling over the back of one of the sofas. The couple in their thirties who had enjoyed a couple of parties so that they were knocked up before their flamboyant gay wedding. The sugar daddy who had found out his boy was a chaser, wanted to be the one to knock him up before the lad was tempted to cheat any more than he was doing so already, and therefore needed to get himself pozzed. There were many other stories too, alongside the normal goings-on when the group just met up without any outsiders to have some fun together. Eventually their loins were stirring again, and Omar suggested it was time to get the second round going. He necked the last of his champagne, and then went over to one of the cabinets and took out something that seemed to be made of a lot of leather straps. He came over to me, and only once he held it up could I see roughly what it was. He got me to perch on the stool so he could reach my neck better, and put a thick padded collar at one end of the thing round my throat and fastened it behind. He then had me stand up with my back to him, and proceeded to fasten my wrists in successions in cuffs behind me that were attached by a strap to the collar. Once he was done my arms were securely in place, but not uncomfortably so. He shooed the guys off one of the sofa and helped me to kneel down on it and rest my chest on the back of it, deciding to then grab one of the cushions and put it under my chest to raise me up a bit and also make me more comfortable. He got me to spread my knees a little wider, and then I soon felt him begin to finger me before his face and tongue were in my arsecrack. He didn’t spend long there though, and after pulling me back a little he pressed his cock against my hole and slid in, using just the toxic cum in there as lube. As he began to fuck me again, one of the guys sat down next to me on the sofa, and I turned my head to face him. “You like getting fucked boy?” he asked. “Yeah” I panted. “You like taking poz cock and cum in your hole, don’t you boy?” he continued, while starting to stroke his cock. “Fuck yeah” I said. “You know” he continued, “Harry and Sid carry the same strain, but everyone else has something different.” “Fuck yeah” I said again. “There’s gonna be quite a cocktail in your bloodstream by the end of tonight” he said, giving me an evil grin. “Even if you were on PrEP you might not have avoided a pozzing, and they’re gonna struggle to find you meds that work after this.” “Oh fuck” I said, my cock hardening even more. He watched me getting fucked for a couple more minutes, before getting up and going round to the back of the sofa. He presented his cock to me, and I opened my mouth to take it in. As I swallowed him, he put his hand on my shoulder to help me remain steady as I was fucked hard, given the bondage gear was preventing me from clinging on to the furniture myself. I closed my eyes and thought about how I had truly found my place in life, trussed up and vulnerable, being spit-roasted by two toxic cocks. I was sure that I was going to be experiencing everything that was on offer in that playroom, but thought that this would be hard to top. Omar eventually sped up and blew in me, and I moaned around the cock in my mouth as I felt another poz load being pumped into my hole. Omar then withdrew, prompting the guy in my mouth to do the same so he could take over at my rear end. Omar briefly had me lick his cock clean as the other man began his entry, but our host soon slumped down on the sofa next to me to get his breath back while the other guy began to pound into me. I turned my head so I could see the rest of the room while I was thrust back and forward, noticing that Harry and Sid were both in slings getting fucked by their friends, and someone else was down on a mat on all fours getting spit-roasted. Other guys were just walking around watching the action while they stroked their cocks, I suspected in anticipation of being next to take their second turn in me. I slightly zoned out at that point, watching all the old sick men having an orgy while I was being buggered, imagining how I was going to look by their age. Would I indeed be so toxic that I could not get medicated? Did I even want to suppress the virus once it overtook me? These thoughts filled my mind as I panted and rocked, loving the feel of the man inside me. Then, out of nowhere, I suddenly started to imagine some of my housemates in this scene. Marcus and Josh in the slings. Bailey strapped to the St Andrew’s Cross. Tony strapped down on the fuckbench. Leroy bent over a barrel. Everyone else somewhere in the room taking it from these old men. This was all too much for me and I involuntary came all over the sofa, the orgasm causing my hold to clamp down so much that the man in me also lost it and started breeding me. As he pumped me full of his toxic swimmers, I resolved there and then to find some way to bring the other guys in on my kink, as we had all shared in theirs… To be continued…

Part 4 The door closed behind me and I was enveloped in the warmth of the steam room at the same time I was plunged into darkness. I stood statue still for a moment as I tried to get my bearings. Then- hands were on me. At first two, then more. Rubbing at me, pulling me in; desire their clear aim. I wondered how many men were in the steam room and how big it was. The darkness gave way to anonymity and my questions fell to the wayside, perhaps aided by the hazy feeling from the earlier “present” given to me by Daddy D. As the hands groped me, I found myself reaching in return, teasing, wanting, seeking. Lips met mine, my jockstrap was removed. My stiff 7.5” cock was enveloped by a warm mouth as I gasped, moaning in pleasure. Then someone pulled my ass towards them and spread out my cheeks, next thing I knew I was having his ass eaten and I was in heaven. Moaning and delighting. Suddenly a spark lit near my face. There was some kind of bong and a voice whispered into my ear as a pipe was brought to his lips. “Suck in till I say” I was in such a haze of horniness and desire, that I did so without question. When the man said to do so I exhaled a huge white cloud into the steam. The sensation immediately made me hornier. “Give him more” another voice encouraged. “The little slut loves it, he’ll be taking slams in no time.” After another few hits I was flying. I didn’t know what this was but I wanted to feel this way forever. I could hear the door open and shut, admitting more into the darkness, but all I cared about was more cock. The newcomers made their way into the fray, one of them sliding their beautiful cock into my mouth and the other, replacing the guy who was rimming me. He rimmed me for a moment, then he stood. I then felt something blunt at my hole. Cock. I was going to take my first cock. RIght here, right now. He pushed in and I moaned out. I felt so full and so alive. There was a slight pain. But whatever I was high on helped me to know that I needed more of his cock. He obliged, fucking me. The wet sounds of the steam room intensified as other cocks found holes, other hands roamed free. I was in heaven taking cock in both ends, while someone sucked my cock. Then I was pulled off the cock I was sucking and the person I was sucking brought me to their lips, making out with me.Their kiss was hot and charged with passion but also- familiar? “Griff” I whispered. “Shhhhh!” Griff said, realizing who had been sucking him, who he was now kissing. He then brought his lips to my ear nd whispered “I didnt know it was you, but this just became the hottest thing ever, mate.Guess who’s fucking you?” Then the penny fell. I realized who was taking my virginity. I realized my brother Tom, had no idea that the slut he was fucking in the dark was his tag-along kid brother. And it fucking turned me on. I pushed my hole back on his cock with the knowledge it was him “Good boy!” Griff whispered. Then Tom grabbed me from behind saying to Griff “I want a taste too” and brought his lips to mine. The world went still with his cock in my hole and his lips on mine, I kissed back with every ounce of passion I could muster. Iwas in awes and had never been more turned on. “Fuck, you can kiss” Tom said as we broke our lip lock. I want all night with you. Whattya say Griff, should we keep this one all night? “Oh hell yes!” Griff said, all-knowing. “Would you be into some wild piggy party sex with two college boys?” Tom asked me, no idea who he was really asking. Before I could answer someone sparked the lighter to hit the pipe next to us, illuminating my face. There in the light of the lighter I watched the realization fall on Tom’s face. I watched his face go from horny, to confused, to angry, to disgusted, to confused again. “Tom, Before you say anything, let me explain…” Griff tried. But Tom had me by the wrist and was dragging me out of the steam room. He pulled me past the hustle and bustle of the main room. My brother Tom pulled me into the dark corner of the warehouse where it was just he and I. "What are you doing here, Tag? I told you not to follow me." Tom seemed angry and I wasn't sure why. We were both naked, we were clearly both high and I wanted nothing more than to keep on going. So- I shot my shot “Then take me home.” “What?” Tom asked as if he hadn’t heard me. Griff finally found us at this moment but kept a few steps back, unsure how to approach right now. “If you don’t want me here, you and griff take me home and make me yours. Or keep me here and make me yours. Griff knows I should be a part of this and you do too. It’s what I want. I have never felt anything like when you were both taking me just now. I knew you two were up to something, and now I know. Now I can be a part of it. A part of you.” “Tag, You don’t know what your talking about.” “Tom, your still hard.” “What?” “If you didn’t want me to be a part of this, you beautiful cock wouldn’t still be hard.” I took the risk and reach out and grasped it in my hand, he moaned. “Tag, don’t…” “Tom, Please…” Then Griff was there, completing our circle. “Tom, he wants this and he’s gonna figure it all out- wouldn’t you rather it be with us than with some creeps or punks?” “Tag, I wanted to keep you innocent” Tom said, his last vestiges of fight falling away. “But Tom, If I’m not innocent, think of all the fun you can have with me…” With that I turned away from my big brother and opened my asscheeks to him, he moaned as Griff pushed him towards me. Moments later if you passed by that corner you world see Tom sliding his bare cock into my waiting cunt ad begin fucking me against the wall while i made out with Griff who jerked both our cocks. I was in the club. I had no idea what I was in for. Our night was just getting started. Griff and Tom were gonna show me everything…

Part 3: What happens in the night when you are given permission to unlock your true self for the first time? Well, I was about to find out. I moved about the open warehouse, skirting around the naked bodies of writhing men either dancing or fucking. I felt a bit like the tourist at the zoo, out of place and unsure if I belonged as if separated by a sheet of glass. "You look lost, boy." I scanned the area for where the voice that called to me over the music had come from but no one was looking my way. Must have been calling to someone else. I began to walk some more when a hand arrested my wrist and I looked down. There sitting on a white chaise lounge was a burly muscle daddy with a harness, cap and chaps. He had a cigar in his mouth but what was more, he held a crop in one hand and a leash attached to another boy in the other. Well, maybe boy is too strong of a descriptor. Puppy, may be more accurate. I'd never seen anything like it but this boy was in full pup gear with mask and even a tail! He was sucking on the daddy's cock, shaking his ass so his tail wagged, obviously a very happy pup. "Are you lost, kid? First time here." "Yes...Yes, Sir." "MMmmm.. come, sit on my lap for a minute." I was hesitant but did as i was told, Daddy pulled the pup off his cock. then as i sat on his lap, he grabbed for my pouch and pulled aside the jockstrap and ordered the pup to get me hard. "Oh- he doesn't have to-" but before I could object the pups mouth was on my member, a warmth embracing my cock and I sighed with pleasure and relaxed into the muscle daddy's lap. He took my hand and brought it to his turgid length, still slick with pup's saliva and commanded me: "Stroke while we chat." I did, impressed with his beer can thick cock "The guys here are gonna love a fresh little thing like you. You can call me Daddy D, everyone does. I'd help break you in myself, show you the ropes. But I got my hands full with this little pup-slave of mine. Still house him." He raised his voice to pup. "Isn't that right?" pup moaned something that sounded like agreement around my now-hard cock. "Daddy D, everyone seems paired off I-" "No one minds a little addition to their pairings usually. However if your want a fresh pick of your very own. go to the three doors." By this time i was writhing as daddy started to play with my hole. his fingers were slick with lube that I hadn't seen him apply. "The three doors?" I asked, and Daddy D pointed to the back of the warehouse where, sure enough, along the walls were three doors. "Each has a different aesthetic to it but it's a good cruising spot, out here's more for fucking once you find what you want or showing off." "Alright. I'll give it a go." "Pup, off his cock." And at his command pup release my now straining cock. "Good boy!" I said to him and he wagged his tail before taking Daddy D's dick back in his mouth, pushing my hand out of the way. "Before you go, i have a little present for you to help you enjoy the three doors" Daddy D said as he fingered my hole. "Oh? What's that I asked?" He just smiled and continued to finger me. I moaned into the sensation and closed my eyes, he'd tell me or give me his present in a minute, i figured. Then i felt a burning sensation in my ass and my eyes popped open. "There it is" Daddy D said. "There what is?" I asked confused. "Your present a little treat in your tush, now get out of here and have fun kiddo. Come tell me about the night later!" I stood up from Daddy D's lap and began to move away, the burning sensation still there but also beginning to turn into an insatiable need to get fucked. Had he put a drug in my hole? At this point all I knew is between my present and the Juice Griff had given me I was beginning to feel REALLY good as I made my way to the three doors. I was debating which door to go in first when without seeing me, griff and tom walked by me and into door 2. "Okay, that one's out- Tom can't see me" so i moved to the left to door number one, paneled wooden door that was quite heavy as I pulled it open. As It opened steam poured out as I stepped in to a completely dark room... End part 3. Part 3 is shorter but serves as a major connector. Part 4 and 5 will be major installments and have a LOT of breakthrough's for Tag

The door slid open and instant overwhelm filled my senses. The music pulsed and the party raged inside, I turned back to Griff. “Where are we, Griff?” I asked. “Welcome to the vortex, Tag. You’re gonna love it. He led me into the room and as soon as we were through the door it slid shut behind us, causing me to jump at the clang it made as it fully shut. I took in the scene before me. It was a wide open warehouse space that seemed to be a pop-up club of some kind. Everyone was writing around dancing or- wait. Were they dancing? Are they naked? I could swear I saw them- “Come with me.” Griff pulled me to a room off to a side before my eyes could fully adjust to the scene before me. We were now in what appeared to be a locker room. Griff brought me to a locker in the corner, 347. He undid the lock. I recognized Tom’s clothing inside. “What’s happening? Where’s Tom?” I asked, growing concerned. “He’s out there having fun, bud. Just like we will be in a minute. There’s a dress code here.Underwear or less only.” Griff said to me. I blinked at him unbelieving. “Is this a joke? Are you pranking me?” “No joke, Tag.” Griff said, stripping off his shirt and tossing it in the locker. He looked good. He- I shook the thought from my head. Then he held my gaze as he unzipped and took off his jeans, putting them in the locker next. He was not in a hot pink jockstrap. My eyes were transfixed by his package. “See, no joke- Underwear only.” “But- I’m not wearing anything to make me look sexy like you. Er- I mean, I’m just in plain boxer briefs.” “I got you covered, Tag. I knew you might not be aware of what went on here so I brought you these.” Griff said, holding out a black jockstrap. I felt my dick jump in my pants, what a traitor it was. I was still so confused about all of this. I thought this would just be like a college frat party or something; a keg, some girls, maybe some pot. Now I had no idea what to expect from here. Griff took my face in his hands and brought my head to his so our foreheads were touching. “Look, I know this may be out of your comfort zone but I promise you that you are going to love tonight. It’s going to open doors for you. IT’s going to change everything for all of us. Tom and I we’ve been having all kinds of new fun and I want you to be a part of it, but Tom thinks you too innocent and doesn’t want to corrupt you. Let’s show him you can handle it- That this was in you all along.” “What was in me?” I asked. Then Griff was kissing me, I was shocked for a moment, then had a moment where I considered pushging him off of me to tell him I was no fag but his kiss felt… right. So I surprised myself by giving in. By kissing him back. We kissed for a few minutes right there at the locker before we broke apart, sheepishly grinning at one another. “You’re gay?” “Fuck, who needs labels kid? If it feels good, it's for me. Are you gay?” I blushed and stammered. He was hitting close to truths I hadn’t confided in anyone yet, hadn’t even acted on yet. ”Don’t worry, Tag. Tonight is going to feel good. I got you. Whatever you are, gay bi, whatever. I love you man, always have. Do you trust me?” “Of course I do.” “Good boy.” Griff said before reaching for then pulling off my shirt, I raised my arms and let him. Then allowed him to unbutton and unzip my pants. I let them fall. He then reached out and felt my bulge in my boxer briefs. “Damn, Tag. You’re big.” I swallowed down before reaching out, with his free hand he brought my hand to his pink jock encased package. “You are too.” “Put these on, then drink this.” He instructed, pulling a bottle with some juice from the locker. “We gotta get out there. It’s gonna be a good night.” I did as I was told, the juice tasted like shit. “What is this?” I asked as I downed the mini bottle of it, he must have spiked it with booze. “It juice with a little something extra, you said you trust me, remember?” And I did. I smiled at the way he watched me put the black jockstrap on. I’d always held a secret attraction to griff and now here we were, it was like a fantasy come true. When I was done, he threw my stuff in the locker and shut it before drawing me to him for another kiss. “Let's go man, tonight begins right now” he turned me around, slapped my ass and pushed me towards the door. Out in the club I felt self-conscious in just my jockstrap and shoes but Griff took my hand and felt reassured. Taking in the scene fully now I noted there seemed to be no women here, only men. They were all dressed in underwear or fully naked. Some did move in syncopation with the music, dancing. However, some also gyrated against each other sexually, making out aggressively or rubbing hard cocks. My eyes bulged looking over and seeing a guy on his knees servicing an older gentleman in leather who gave me a nod when he caught my stare. In another corner in a sling a blindfolded and harnessed guy was taking a cock up his ass while also sucking off a second man. I looked at Griff, then smiled. “This place is insane.” “Right?! We’re like kids in a candy store. Let’s dance.” And Griff pulled me into the mad crush of bodies. There were probably about 35 people in total. As we danced, we made out. Our tongues clashed and my hands found purchase on Griff’s toned body. He ran his hand along my side before bringing them to rest on my ass and pulling me as close to him as he could get me. He whispered in my ear “Tonight, you’re mine. And whoever else you want. But I need to have you, okay?” I could feel a warmth spreading in me and just kissed him more. This was more than I could have wished for and it was happening! Like some fucked up, kinky version of Cinderella where a black jockstrap subbed in for a glass slipper. The warmth I was feeling made me hornier than I had ever felt and I wondered what had been in the juice Griff had given me, but I also didn’t care. I slipped my hand down the front of Griff’s pink jockstrap. He broke from our kiss and looked at me. “Well, well, well. Someone’s eager!” And wasn’t I just that. I wanted him. His cock pulsed against my hand and I rubbed my palm along it before wrapping my hand around its length. “I need it, Griff.” I yelled in his ear over the thrum of music. “I know baby boy, all in good time.” Then a hand landed on his shoulder and spun him away from me, pulling my hand out of his pouch. I whimpered but let him go. When I realized who had spun him around, alarm bells rang out in my hazy mind. Tom. Shit. “Griff, there you are. I was wondering where you’d gone off to. I got distracted by a sexy hole. What have you been up to?” My big brother, Tom, asked Griff. Griff, ever the diplomat, seized control of the situation and feigning dance spun Tom around so now Tom’s back was to me. They gyrated against each other a few feet away and continued a conversation I couldn’t really hear. I knew I was fucked if Tom saw me, and not in the way I wanted to be. He’d probably kick me out, make me wait in the car or something. Why couldn’t he see me the way I saw him? Over Tom’s shoulder Griff signaled to me to go away “I’ll find you.” he mouthed. “Have some fun”. So I did. Feeling warm and horny I ventured off into the club on my own. END OF PART 2 What trouble will Tag up to on his own? Find out in Part 3- coming soon!

3. We took the shots Alvin bought us. I thanked him by walking behind him and hugging him. I ran my hands up his torso, pretending like his hot bitch bf wasn’t there. From the outside, we prolly looked really hot together. Two 6’3” guys getting frisky. “Damn you boys are so hot. My cock is fucking hard as hell!” Some more flirting and chatting. Then I told Alvin to get us another round. He was a bit hesitant, probably clocking that I wasn’t asking his bf to get this round. I noticed and quickly thanked him for the drinks he got last time, telling him how horny I get when I’m drunk. “You make me feel good, and I’ll make you feel good later, baby.” And just like that, he walked to the bar. Dumb bitch. You see? The trick to fucking someone up psychologically is you have to be inconsistent. Praise them. But also confuse them. Be sweet. Then be cold. Make them feel like they did something wrong, so they work extra hard to earn their next morsel of attention and approval. “When he gets back, ask me to go to the toilet with you. Be loud and clear so that your cuck bf hears,” I said to the hot cunt. Alvin walks back with our drinks, and I take a sip and pretend to dry heave. “Ugh this is fucking gross! Damn wtf did you order?” “Um I got some jack and coke,” Alvin said. “I can’t drink this. It’s way too sweet. Thanks for getting this though. Since you got this, finish it so it doesn’t go to waste.” “Hey David, can you go with me to the loo?” “Oh yeah, sure thing. Alvin, hold down the fort and finish my drink for me.” I pushed the cunt boy into the largest stall at the end of the, pulled his pants down and started kneading his ass. It was so fucking plump and round. Freshly shaven too. He had this brown birthmark on his left cheek. Damn this boy was hot. I spat on my cock and shoved it in one motion. I had to be fast. He didn’t scream. He Just moaned and begged for it. I bred and him and screamed “Take my load you faggot!” loud enough for everyone in the restroom to hear it. I wiped my dick on the faggot’s face, pulled my pants up and left. I walked up to Alvin and gave him a concerned look. “How open are you guys?” I said. “Huh?” Alvin responded. “Vik (short for Victor) pulled me in the bathroom and tried to fuck me. He said you two were completely open and you play separately.” “Wait what? We’re not…” “Oh damn. I fucking knew it. Don’t worry baby. I turned him down, even though he showed me his ass and that birthmark of his. I don’t want him though. Like I said, I’m into verse guys.” Not my most elegant work, but still good enough for this dumb bitch. I saw his experience all the emotional states. Anger. Lust. Hurt. Confusion. Flattery. Lust again. Mentioning the birthmark was a good touch. “Hey I have an idea. Let’s show him how fucked up what he tried doing was,” I said. “How…” Alvin said, still in his feelings. “Well, I want to fuck you in front of him. Teach him that cheaters never win. I will give you all the attention to make him jealous.” He hesitated. I moved behind him and started grinding my body against his. Breathing hot air into his ear as I whispered how good I wanted to make him feel. How I wanted to teach Vik a lesson to never mistreat him like that. When Vik finally came back out, I took both their hands and said, let’s go to my hotel. It’s right around the corner. I got Alvin to pay for my tab before we left. What a dumb faggot.

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That is so hot! A former boyfriend and I would go to the bathhouse and I would watch him get fucked and bred by multiple guys while I laid back and stroked my cock. I would always be his last and would deliver a hot, steamy load in his ass. It’s incredible watching other men control your man.

Met a friend at a concert and he invited me to sleep over instead of having to take the long walk home. He had a bedroom suite above his parent's detached garage so we wouldn't be disturbing them. Chilled and listenend to records for a while until I was sleepy. Got in bed naked but not even facing each other when I fell asleep in his king size bed. I have no idea how long I was asleep but I woke up with that feeling you get when you're just about to shoot a load and opened my eyes to watch my friend sucking my cock and swallowing my load until I finished cumming. and loving every second of it.

Good Friday - went for a massage with a guy I’ve met loads of times before. Sometimes we fuck, sometimes it’s just a happy ending. This time it was clear he wanted to fuck and fuck he did. Had me on the massage table on my back with my legs over his shoulders so he could get deep. We’ve fucked like this before but he’s always stopped before cumming and I’ve been left gagging for his load. This time though, I could tell things were different and that he needed to cum. After about 10 minutes of pounding he shouted that he was going to spunk up me and he shot a massive load up me. He was properly spent after he’d shot and then had to carry on the massage! I was fine though, I just relaxed on the bed with a hole full of his spunk. Easter Saturday - been chatting to a ‘straight’ guy, not long out of a 20 year relationship and keen to explore. I fully expected that on the day of the meet I would be ghosted, cold feet and the reality of meeting setting in etc. but he turned up as arranged. I’d seen pictures of him and his dick but he was much hotter in real life than he was in his pics. I knew his dick was big but when he took his jeans off, it was fucking massive. Easily 9” and fat as fuck. He’s a ginger guy so nice ginger pubes and a pale, trim body which was making it look even bigger. We fooled around for a bit before he got me on my knees on the edge of the bed and slammed it into me. Fuck! It was huge and it felt amazing opening me up. He really knew how to fuck and as he got closer, I could feel his already massive cock getting harder before he finally shot his load deep in me. We spent a few hours together and he shot another load up my arse and one deep in my throat, telling me that it was the best BJ he’d ever had and that I sucked cock far better than his missus! I’ll defo be seeing him again!

I wanna drop my prep and get bred by old wasted poz daddies every night for months. I want all of their strains in me. I don't want meds. I want my body to waste away so they see what they've created and watch me becoming like them. I want them to destroy my body with their high viral poz loads. I want to submit to their aids and be owned by them. I just wanna be every daddy's poz cum dump, to be filled everyday, over and over.

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Yes it’s awful how these apps are filling up with scammers. And they are becoming much more sophisticated with help of AI and fake images. I would personally not get deeply into anything unless they are ready to video call or show themselves at some point. For this reason I just simply avoid online relationships and don’t engage unless it is to meet IRL within a reasonable time frame. Then if I am traveling sometimes those guys have become good piggy friends that I keep as online friends after my travels 🙂 I guess it depends on what you are looking for but I would personally not try to go for finding a soulmate online; you need to be able to meet physically asap so you know if you’re compatible or to find out that you’re not being scammed.

Part 2. 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. I don't know how long I had passed out but when I came around and my eyes were starting to open and focus I noticed that the room was a little darker and I remember hearing some moaning and when I had my eyes open I looked around the room and I saw that there was a mirror above me and all around the room and when I looked forward I saw a big screen tv hanging on the corner of the room and a guy was getting spit roasted and he was getting both of his holes fucked hard and deep as he was gagging on the cock that was down his throat and then I saw 2 figures standing there with their backs to me and when I went to get up I felt something tugging on my ankle and when I looked at my legs they were pulled back and spread wide open and I could feel the cool breeze against my exposed wet hole. When I moved my legs it made some noise and then the 2 figures had turned around and I noticed 1 of the guys was Keith and the other guy was his roommate Nick. With the room being a little dark I couldn't really see them at first but when they started making their way to me and the closer they got the more I could see them and when they were close enough to me I thought I was just imagining what I was seeing. This was the first time that I had seen Keith's cock when he was really hard and I thought he had a huge and thick when he was soft but seeing his cock when he was hard I was shocked he had to be a good 14" and just as thick as a liter bottle and then when I saw Nick I tried to get up from the bed because when I saw him and his cock I was in shock because he was hard and he was bigger and much more thicker than Keith was his cock was at least a good 16" and very thick with a huge mushroom head. I knew that there was no way that I was going to be able to handle Nick's cock in either of my holes. Once they got closer to me Keith walked to my left side and Nick was moving to my right side and when Nick was standing on my right side I couldn't help staring at his cock that was really hard and pointing straight out towards me and there was some pre-cum leaking out of the huge mushroom head of his cock. Then Nick said that him and Keith just used tri-mix and that they can stay hard for hours even after they cum and then he said so I heard that you gagged and choked on Keith's cock so I guess that your going to gag and chock on my to as he put his hand around his huge thick rock hard cock and started to rub the head of his cock on my lips and I could feel the pre-cum on my lips. Then I felt something on my left arm and then it felt like it was tight and then Nick told me not to move because if I do I am going to feel some pain and when I looked out the corner of my eyes I saw Keith holding a needle in his hand and with his other hand he was rubbing my arm and then he said there it is then he said don't move or I will miss and him and Nick didn't want that to happen. Then Nick moved up on the bed and got on his knees and when he did he had his knees on the sides of my head and he had his huge mushroom head pointing straight down towards my mouth and said once Keith finishes giving me a slam he's going to fuck my mouth and throat with his huge thick cock and Keith is going to get my hole ready so Keith and Paul can fuck me as he's fucking my mouth and throat and then I heard Paul's voice as he came in the room and when he got close to me I didn't know what to do because he also had a huge and thick cock he wasn't as big as Keith and Nick but he was just as thick as they were. Then Keith said time to have fun now and then I felt a sharp prick in my arm, then I started to cough uncontrollably and then I felt something that I had never felt before it was this intense warm rushing feeling that started at the tip of my ears and slowly started running throughout my entire body and right down to my exposed hole and I just started to moan and when I went to move my right hand I realized that I couldn't because they had my wrist tied to the bed and when Keith pulled out the needle Nick moved up closer to me and started to push the huge mushroom head of his cock in my mouth and passed my lips and once he got the head of his cock in my mouth he just started to move back and forth as I was moaning from the intense warm rushing feeling. As I was moaning Nick said oh yeah you like feeling my huge mushroom head in your mouth and he started to move it faster as I felt his knees tightened up on the sides of my head so I couldn't move it and then I started to moan even more as I felt something slide in my asshole and then it started to burn a little. Then about 30 seconds later I felt something moving back and forth in my hole and then I heard Keith say oh yeah nice tight hole and then my body shook as I felt Keith moved his fingers twisting and turning in my hole as his fingers went deeper in my hole. I was so high and horny I just kept moaning and then I felt someone lifting my lower half of my body off the bed and then I saw Paul get on the bed and when he did he had me laying with my back on his chest and now I was a little higher than I was when I was laying on the bed so Nick's huge thick cock was going deeper in my mouth as I could feel my mouth stretching around his huge thick cock and then Paul put his mouth next to my ear and said take a couple deep breaths and when I did my head started to spin and my body was hot. As my head was spinning and my body was getting hot I felt Nick pushing his huge thick cock harder and faster and then I started to gag a little bit as the huge mushroom head was going towards the back of my throat and then I started to moan as I felt something pushing up against my hole and then Paul telling me that him, Keith and Nick are going to enjoy fucking my tight hole and that him and Keith are going to fuck me together isn't that right Keith and then I heard Keith say oh yeah as I felt him start to push the head of his cock against my hole to. Then Keith said do you think that you and your hole can handle me and Paul fucking your tight hole as my screams were muffled by Nick's huge mushroom head in my mouth as I felt Keith start to push the head of his cock in my warm wet hole and then I felt Paul start doing the samething with his huge thick cock my hole was so tight that neither one of them could get their heads in my hole but that didn't stop them from keep trying as I felt something covering my nose and when I tried to breathe through my mouth I couldn't so I had to breathe in and out through my nose and when I was I was inhale strong poppers which seemed to relax the muscles in my throat and ass because when the rag was removed from my nose and I felt Nick's huge mushroom head start to go deeper towards the back of my throat and then I felt Keith's fat head start to go in my hole and when it did Keith just left it in there saying how tight and hot my hole felt then my hips jerked up hard and fast as I felt Paul push the head of his cock in my hole. Just as fast and hard my hips jerked up they came back down just as fast and hard and when they did my screams were muffled once again as I felt both of Keith and Paul's huge head of their cocks slide in my hole and then they started to move their hips back and forth as they started to double penetrate my tight virgin hole. For the next 30 seconds both of my holes seem to open right up but after that 30 seconds I started to gag and chock as I felt Nick's huge thick cock getting bigger and thicker as he started to face fuck me and trying to get the huge mushroom head towards the back of my throat and then I felt my hole start to resist Keith and Paul's cock from going any deeper in my hole. Here I am thinking to myself that once they feel that they can't go any deeper and then I was brought back to reality as Nick grabbed the sides of my head and said oh no you're going to take this as he started to move my head back and forth on his cock as he lifted my head up more as he was pushing the huge mushroom head harder against the back of my throat and then he started to moan as I and him felt the huge mushroom head push against the back of my throat and then started to go down my throat. When he felt that I started to gag and chock because he was now moving my head faster and pushing my head deeper down on his huge thick rock hard cock. As Nick was fucking my throat with his huge thick rock hard cock my screaming was still being muffled as I started to feel both Keith and Paul started moving their huge thick cocks back and forth in my hole as Paul was holding a rag over my nose telling me to take big breaths and when I did I could feel my hole opening and stretching around their huge thick cocks I didn't know if I was screaming from the pain or the pleasure but I really didn't care from this point on I just wanted them to fuck my throat and hole. As much as I was feeling the pain in my hole I was getting more turned on feel a huge thick cock now fucking my mouth and throat and 2 huge thick cocks in my hole that I couldn't control my hips as they started to move up and down on both of Keith and Paul's cock. Then I was told by Paul to sit up a little bit and then he said to start moving up and down on their cocks and when I did Keith covered my nose once again and they had me breathing in the fumes from the poppers while Nick was holding my head and he really started to move his hips back and forth to the point where he had his huge thick rock hard cock sliding in and out of my throat and down it and Keith was holding my hips while moving me up and down on both of their huge thick cocks. Then my whole body started to shake as I felt the head of his cock go deeper and stretching my hole more and then feeling Paul's stretching my hole even more as his cock wasn't as huge as Keith's was but he was definitely thicker as he was opening and stretching my hole even more. Then I started to moan as I felt like something broke in my hole as I just started to have my first of many assgasim for the night and when I did my hole was soaking wet and so was Keith and Paul's cock that their huge thick cocks went in deeper and Keith was moving my hips up and down even faster and harder Nick probably had a little less than half of his huge thick rock hard cock in my mouth and down my throat when I felt his hold the sides of my head really tight and then he stopped moving it with his huge mushroom head halfway down my throat as I felt his huge thick cock start to twitch and throb and then he pushed my head down on his cock as he started to shot load after load after load down my throat making sure that I swallow his thick creamy load. And not only was his load thick and creamy but he came for a long time that I could feel the back of my throat filling up with his thick creamy load. As he was cumming down my throat he was saying to me to swallow it all as he held my head and had his huge mushroom head halfway down my throat and then he said that him, Keith and Paul had plenty more to give me as he slowly started to stop cumming but he didn't make any effort to move his cock back or out of my mouth. Then he asked Keith and Paul how my hole felt and Keith started moaning and said that he needs to find out for himself and Nick pulled his slippery wet cock out of my mouth and throat and I started to catch my breath and then Nick got up and stood right next to Keith while Paul put the rag over my nose and held it there as I started to scream as I felt Nick's huge mushroom head start to push up against my hole and the longer he was pushing the head of his cock against my hole and the longer that Paul had the rag over my nose the more I could feel my hole opening and stretching around the head of Nick's huge mushroom head slide in my hole and then I started to scream even louder as I had 3 huge thick rock hard cocks fucking me and how they were starting to go faster and deeper in my hole and I just started to have another assgasim soaking my hole and their huge thick cocks. Then I remember being told to sit up more and start to move up and down and when I did I started to moan and groan as I was riding all 3 cocks and I started to move faster and deeper while I had my hands wrapped around 2 of the 3 cocks and jerked them off and then I felt my hips being grabbed and pulled down as I heard Keith start to moan and then he started to cum in my hole and then I felt more as my hole started to leak as Keith and Paul were cumming deep in my hole. As soon as Keith came in my hole he pulled his huge thick cock out of my hole and he was squeezing it and then he pushed his cock in my mouth and started to cum down my throat and then I started to gag and chock as he started to just fuck my throat harder and deeper then Nick did I could taste his cum and Paul's as he just started to fuck my throat like it was my asshole. My nose was right against his stomach as he was holding my head while he was moving his huge thick cock in and out of my mouth and down my throat I had saliva coming out the sides of my mouth and his cock was soaking wet and dripping my saliva every time his cock came out of my mouth and then he started to moan really loud as he pushed my head down on his huge thick cock and he pushed my head so hard that he had all 14" down my throat and my nose was pushed up against his pubic area and he just started to cum down my throat. Once Keith came down my throat both Nick and Paul had been done fucking my I had cum leaking out of my hole and I could feel it was spread wide open and my stomach was full of Nick and Keith cum. They looked at me and said you ready for round 2 as Paul walked over to the table and pulled out another needle and said we are. Part 3 and final part coming soon

You must have really worked their straight minds into a corner they couldn't get back out of.

For me i just love constant new cock and cum because i'm a total cock n cum slut. Regulars are great because they are more reliable and fill in the gaps. Taking loads from a stranger can be hit or miss, some don't get hard, some don't cum much etc. but still the thrill is there. At the end of the day any cock is good

Part 2 I got up the next morning and got ready for my trip to Toronto. I went out and grabbed breakfast at Tim Hortons. I hung around the hotel for a few hours to allow for traffic to subside. I left the hotel about 10a and started the drive to Toronto. The drive was slow. Even though I left after rush hour, traffic was less than ideal. I pulled into the hotel parking lot at almost 12p and checked in. Even though I was earlier than normal check-in, they had a room ready for me. I got to my room and was impressed. It was a nice-sized room with a bunch of windows. I headed out and walked to a local store to stock up on some necessary supplies. I grabbed a pack of water bottles, soft drinks, and snacks. I dropped off my supplies at the hotel and went back out to grab some lunch. I brought it back to the room and ate while I checked out BBRT. I sent messages to a few interesting people. I was trying to determine what I would do for the evening. I decided that if I couldn't find anyone to hookup, I would head to Steamworks. I sent messages to the guys on Telegram to tell them that I had gotten to Toronto. After lunch, I douched in case I had any luck in the afternoon. The afternoon was slow. I talked to a bunch of fakes. I decided to create a quick connect ad on BBRT: "neg bb btm hosting in hotel room. All tops welcome to breed me. Lube and poppers available. All loads accepted. Poz encouraged" I decided to stop looking for a bit and went to Breeding Zone. I read a bunch of stories in the Backroom. I eventually went to the ChemSex stories. I was enjoying reading about guys that got corrupted by chems. The entire time I was reading the stories, I was hitting the poppers and wondered how other chems might be. I thought back to the guy I spoke to on Telegram. I decided to check out NKP and expand my search on BBRT for guys that might be interested in showing me the ropes. My phone beeped. It was a message on Telegram from Jeff. "Sorry. I just saw your message." "No problem. How are you?" "Good. Getting ready to leave work. You make it to Toronto?" "Yep. I am naked and high on poppers in my hotel room. I've been looking for tops but not having much luck yet." "Yeah. Toronto is hit or miss sometimes." "Any chance we might meet this weekend?" "Yes. You mentioned that you might be interested in trying PnP?" "Yes. I am nervous about it but am interested." "Good. I stocked up on some supplies so we can party." I was nervous. "I haven't ever done more than poppers. Just nervous if I will be able to handle them." "It's fine. We can take it slow. Won't slam the first time. Smoking can be good." "What about a booty bump?" "Sure. I can make that happen too." "I've heard it can make a btm like me really need to get bred." "Yep. I can make that happen too as long as you are good to take poz cock." "My neg hole prefers poz cock and loads." "Great. Probably best that you come here in case we smoke." "I can do that. When?" "Let's shoot for 8p tonight. I'll send you the address a little later." "OK. Can't wait. Talk soon." I went back to BBRT and found I had a message to my quick connect ad. It simply gave his phone number. I checked his profile. For his status, it said "Ask me." I texted him. "Hi. You responded to my BBRT ad. You looking?" "Yes. Location?" I gave him the hotel information. "Thanks. I prefer totally anon. Got a blindfold?" "Yes." I grabbed the blindfold from my suitcase. I had bought one but hadn't been using it when I have been hooking up. "OK. Will be there soon. Will let you know when I get there." "Great. Your profile said to ask you about your status." "I'm poz. See you soon." I got the room ready for his arrival. After about thirty minutes, he texted me again. "Room number?" I texted him the number and asked "You on meds or not." "Not." I was excited. I propped the door open and got on the bed in doggie with my ass facing the door. I pulled the blindfold on and hit the poppers. A few minutes later, I heard the door open and close. I heard the familiar sound of clothes hitting the floor. I heard him walk over to the bed, pick up the poppers, and take a hit. I heard the sound of him opening the lube and squirting on his cock. He got up on the bed behind me and took another hit. I took another hit in each nostril. "Spread that ass." I reached back and spread my ass cheeks. I heard him take another hit and pushed his cock in. His cock felt great. It was an ideal thickness - not too thin and not so thick that it hurt. I also enjoyed the length as he thrust into me. I let go of my ass cheeks and hit the poppers again. I heard him hit the poppers and felt his cock swell. slightly. He slapped my ass and started to fuck me. "I love anon scenes, slut." "Me too, Sir." "You have no idea who I am. You have let an unknown stranger put his cock in your slut hole." "Yes Sir. Thank you, Sir." I hit the poppers again and heard him do the same. "All that you know is that I am poz and not on meds." "Yes Sir. Thank you, Sir." "I am enjoying using your sluthole. I haven't cum in several days. You are going to get a big toxic load." He slapped my ass and started picking up the pace. I hit the poppers again. "Fuck me, Sir. Breed me. Dump your toxic load deep in me." "Take this toxic load, slut!" He slammed into me hard. I pushed back on his thrust to keep my balance. Spurt. Spurt. Spurt. Spurt. Spurt. Spurt. I was in ecstasy as each shot of cum hit my prostate. After a few minutes, he pulled out and slapped my ass. "Thanks, slut. Enjoy your time in town." I laid down on my stomach to ensure that the cum stayed in me. I heard him get dressed and left. I pulled the blindfold off and sent him a text. "Thanks, Sir. I am in town until Monday morning. Let me know if you want another crack at my sluthole." "Will do." I checked the clock. It was about 4p. I still had several hours to go. Nothing was looking too promising. I decided to grab some food early so I could be ready for the evening. I continued to watch porn. My phone beeped. It was Jeff. "Sorry. We can't get together tonight. Family emergency." Fuck. I got my hopes up again for another fake. I responded. "OK. Hope everything turns out ok." Guess my evening is free now. I jumped back on BBRT. My quick connect ad had expired. There were other ads but they were all bottoms. I went on grindr and Sniffies. More fakes. I was frustrated. Was my trip a waste of time and money? I got on NKP and had a reply. He gave me his number. I texted him. "Hi. This is Greg from NKP. How are you?" "Hey. OK. You looking to PNP?" "I haven't ever done more than poppers but have always been curious about getting a booty bump." "I can do that. I need supplies. Can you venmo?" "How much you need?" "100" I understood needing to contribute to his purchasing supplies but this didn't seem right. Sounded like a scam. I blocked the number. I started to wonder if I should go to Steamworks or not. I was frustrated. I checked Sniffies to see how busy it looked and it didn't look promising. I continued to search grindr and BBRT. Eventually, I got a message from a top on BBRT. His profile said he was undetectable. For drug use, it said ask me. "You looking for some raunchy fun tonight?" I responded and gave him my number. A few minutes later, I got a text. "Hi slut. We are talking on BBRT." "Hello Sir. I am a sub bb btm. I am always looking for tops to use me." "Cool. I am high at home and need some raunchy fun. What do you get into?" "I am pretty open. I only take it bareback though." "That's good with me. Only play bare here too. You open to ParTy?" "Hot. I have only done poppers so far but am open for more." "Never done it?" "Not yet. I have always been curious about booty bumps but haven't found top to show me the ropes." "Want to come over now?" "Sure. You hosting?" "Yes." "Cool. What's the address?" He sent the address. "Says about 30 minutes. Want me to call an Uber now?" "Yes. Text me when you get here." "OK." I requested an Uber and got dressed. I grabbed my lube, poppers, room key, and phone and headed down to meet the Uber. It arrived a few minutes later. I hopped in and was on my way. I was nervous about the kinds of play that may happen but was excited as well. What did he mean by raunchy play? Was it play that I hadn't tried yet? Maybe I should just cancel and go to Steamworks? I kept going back and forth until the driver told me that I had arrived. I looked out. It was a pretty run-down apartment complex. I tipped him and got out. I was nervous but texted him. "I'm here." "OK. Buzz apartment 303. I will let you in." I walked over to the door and pressed 303. Seconds later, the door buzzed. I walked into the building. It was run-down inside too. I walked down the hall to the elevators and took it to the third floor. I got out and headed to the apartment. The door was ajar. I pushed the door open and stepped in. It was mostly dark in the apartment. I heard him close the door behind me. "Take off your clothes and follow me to the playroom." I immediately took off my clothes but left my jock on. I grabbed my lube and poppers and followed him. In the darkness, it was hard to make him out but he was tall and thin. I could make out that he was hairy. We walked through the main area into a small hallway. I could see red light coming from one of the rooms. He walked into that room and I followed. My heart was beating hard. There was slightly more light in this room but it was all red. There was a mattress on the floor. There was various drug paraphernalia scattered on the bed and nearby. Next to the bed, a portable sling had been setup. There was a table next to the sling. On that table, there was more drug paraphernalia. My eyes came back to my host. I could make him out a little better. He was hairy. His face was gaunt and looked weathered. I looked down and saw his uncut cock was long but still semi-soft. "Thanks for coming slut. Been a long time since I had a newbie here." "Thank you, Sir. I am nervous but open as long as you take it slow with me." "Don't worry. We will have fun. I am going to get you into the sling to start." I followed him over to the sling. "Hop in." I turned around and got my butt up into the sling. I slid down until my butt was hanging off the end. He grabbed each leg and secured to the cuffs. "I am leaving your arms free. Before we begin, drink this down. You will need to stay hydrated." He handed me a cup. I drank what he gave me. It tasted like Gatorade but had a slightly different taste. He started rubbing his hands over my legs and chest. I moaned when he started sucking on one of my nipples. He moved around to the other side of the sling and started sucking on my other nipple. I realized that I was enjoying it but was also starting to feel very relaxed. I was no longer nervous. "Feeling relaxed now?" "Yes Sir. Very relaxed." "Good. Glad I could take the edge off. It will make everything go easier now." I didn't quite understand what he meant but I was good with it. He disappeared but I could hear him moving around. Next thing that I knew, he was between my legs. He pulled my jock up and rubbed my cock until it started to get hard. "Let's see how long this lasts." I felt his finger at my hole. He pushed in and held it there for a moment. Then, he began to lightly finger fuck me. He withdrew his finger and pushed it back in. This time, it hurt. I felt some scratching as his finger worked its way deep in me. "Let's see how long this takes." He pulled his finger out and disappeared. Shortly after, my head started to spin. My craving to get fucked escalated. He returned. "Starting to get the craving?" I struggled to get out the words "Yes Sir." He grabbed my cock. It had shriveled up. "Yep. Just like I expected. Useless. That's called Tina dick." My brain was scrambled but I remembered something from the things I read. This can happen from Tina. How did this happen? When did I get Tina? Did he push a shard in me? "Wha wha how?" He laughed. "Yes. I gave you a booty bump just like you wanted. Time to help it melt and to satisfy your need." I felt his cock push into my hole. It was well-lubricated. "mmmm. I'm gonna love filling your cunt with my poz cum." With that, he started to fuck me. I was in ecstasy. I have no idea how long he fucked me. Then he stopped and pulled out. "Be right back, slut." He left the room. I felt empty. My fuckhole needed to be filled immediately. I was starting to squirm with horniness. Then, he came back in the room and had someone with him. "See? I told ya. I introduced him to your Tina. I think he likes it." The other guy responded. "Yep. It has that effect. Mind if I use him?" "Sure. Go ahead. He already has two of my loads in him. I am sure he needs more." "Thanks." The other guy came over between my legs. I was having trouble focusing. He was white with a shaved head. Definitely looked rough. He pushed his cock hard into my used fuckhole. "Damn. So sloppy in there." "Yeah sorry. I hadn't cum in a while. Dumped a huge load in there." He grabbed my legs and started fucking me. My host came over to my head. He had a glass pipe in his hands. He lit it and took a big hit. He bent over and kissed me. He pushed the smoke into my mouth and held his mouth over mine. Then he pulled back. I coughed. "First shotgun. Before you leave, you will be smoking on your own." He lit up again and took a hit and shotgunned me again. He pulled back but I held the smoke in my lungs. "Yeah. Hold it as long as you can." Finally, I released. "Good slut. You are on your way." My head was spinning. I had no idea where I was or how long I was there. I started to feel more normal. I looked down and the shaved guy wasn't there. There was a black guy fucking me now. I have no idea when he arrived. My host reappeared by my head. He had the pipe again. "Time for you to do your own first hit." He held the pipe to me and I took it in my hand. I held it to my lips. He lit the pipe. I sucked in. "Deeper. Deeper." I kept inhaling until I couldn't inhale any longer and pulled the pipe from my lips. I held it as long as I could and then exhaled. I coughed a little. "Good. Another." I repeated the process. I started to get fuzzy again. I lost track of time again. I started to come to my senses. I looked down and saw someone pull out of me and walk away. I didn't recognize him. My host returned and unlocked my legs. I got out of the sling. I struggled to stand but was able to maintain my balance. My host led me to the door. "Time for you to head out. Come back tomorrow afternoon and I can sell you a glass pipe and some shards. I can show you the ropes for you to smoke." I called an Uber and started to get dressed. "OK. How many people?" "Fucked you? I lost track. After my dealer fucked you, several of my customers came by and I offered them your ass. Some paid some good dollars for their stash plus a chance to unload in you." "Thank you, Sir." "You're welcome. Contact me tomorrow if you want to buy from me." The Uber arrived and I headed back to the hotel.

The more unattractive the better 😵

PART 2- UNKNOWN FRIEND TAGGED IN I lay strapped in the swing, my hole wrecked and cum dripping out of it waiting to be released from the swing. i ask "sir can you untie me?" SC: Raw-PDaddy replies: haha oh slut boy il let you go once we are all done. now be a good slut boy and enjoy my friend. his cock is as big as mine maybe bigger. il be nice enough to keep you poppered up cuz he takes a long time to cum. and when he does, your cum slut hole will be quenched. so I took the offer and right as they hit my nose I felt a big cock slapping my hole and again, balls deep. but this time it wasn't bad at all thanks to the first guy keeping me good with the Ps. my cock was pouring out cum from my prostate being pounded. and an hour or so later this guy filled me as much as the first. but didn't pull out. he grunted as he smiled and just kept going. I dont know why but I needed more. to be continued

I went there often. Those bunk beds were great. I’d lean over one, present my ass and allow ANY cock into my pussy. Got gang banged by many black homeless men there. Once the attendant after his shift bred me on the big bed in the public area.. hot Indian man with a wicked curved cock… ahhh memories.

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