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New Beginning Part 3 For the next few days, no matter what I did, I just couldn’t get Jack out of my head. There was just something about the way he treated me that I couldn’t shake. The minute he put that collar on me, something happened. I was nothing but a fucking hole to him and I liked it. A few days later, I finally decided to call him. "Took you long enough, boy. I figured you'd be calling me sooner," he chuckled over the phone. "Though, you were kind of off when I left you." “Yeah, sorry about that. I guess I needed time to process everything, Sir,” I admitted. There, I had said it. I had called him "Sir" again and without thinking. “Well, boy, I understand. It was your first time living it out. But you liked it, didn’t you?” “Fuck yeah, Sir,” I moaned, telling him I couldn’t stop thinking about it. “Thought so,” he chuckled, “How about we officially start your training next weekend? You know the drill. No need to bring anything with you. I’ll pick you up at the terminal on Friday about 7:00.” “Yes, Sir,” I grinned, “Thanks,” and hung up. So, the next week, Jack stuck to his word and started my training. Looking back now, I realize he had already started that first night, whether I picked up on it or not. From the start, he’d keep me collared and jockstrapped when I was at his place. But even then, he gave me the space to explore and be trained at my own pace with no pressure, no expectations. Still, he always had a way of throwing in new ideas, especially when I was spun. One of the first things he did was tell me that my hole was a cunt. At first, it bothered me, knowing the meaning. He just said it was just another word for my hole and swore it was the perfect way to describe it. With constant reinforcement and the Tina he fed me, I finally accepted it. I had a cunt. That’s when Jack finally introduced me to his world. And like I said, he was great at putting ideas in my head and making me want to do it. At first, it was small stuff like wanting me to increase my workouts and keep myself smooth. I was settling in quickly, and seeing me own it, made him want to push things further. Even though I wanted to please him, I worried I’d disappoint him. Sometimes after unloading in me, he’d be distant and ignore me. It only made me want him more. I’d lay there fingering myself, feeling his load in me and wondering what I did wrong. But I was always too scared to ask. Then, he’d just grunt, pull me to his cock and I was happy again. It was only later that I realized he was letting me figure out if this was what I really wanted. The first thing he had me work on was piss, starting me out with a watered-down version before I got to the full-strength. I still remember that. Like usual after getting fucked, I was on my knees between his legs, cleaning his cock. “Good boy,” Jack told me, feeding me some poppers, “Time for you to show me what else that cuntmouth can do. Open wide.” I just nodded, realizing I was finally getting a taste of him directly from the tap. Dehydrated, I was fucking thirsty and opened up, slipping my outstretched tongue under the tip as his chem piss started pouring out. “Please, Daddy, give it to me,” I begged, looking up at him. As soon as I felt it hit my tongue, my mouth moved to cover the head of his cock. His smile stayed on me as I held the first stream of hot piss, taking in the taste. “All of it,” he growled, “Show me what a fucking thirsty pig you are.” Moaning, I took the whole shaft, feeling my lips pressing against his crotch, and started swallowing. I was struggling but kept at it, my stomach expanding from all the piss he was feeding me. When it finally slowed, I relaxed and leaned back to enjoy the last drops. Done, he lifted my face and flashed a smile. “You’ve done good, boy,” hawking a wad of spit into my open mouth. “Thanks, Daddy,” I smiled, swallowing the gob. After that, I drank his piss whenever he let me, just to show him how much I wanted to please him. It only made him push me more, feeding me cloud after cloud. That’s when he mentioned how it’d be hot having me service his friends and other subs, talking about it like it was already a done deal. I loved the way he talked about me like I was his property, and before I knew it, I was begging him to do it. Yeah, I really got into that, especially servicing another boy while he serviced Jack. Afterwards, he’d start telling me what a good cuntboy I was, doing everything he wanted. And that’s what I ended up being, his cuntboy. The first time I said it felt like the final step, erasing any doubts I had about what he was doing with me. Sure, I still had two separate lives, but when I was with him, everything just felt right, and I started exploring more of that side of myself, sometimes with him and sometimes with others which I always told him about. Jack would sometimes spend the weekend with me, even if we didn’t go out together. Those were the times when I’d go home after being with a guy and crawl into bed and wake him up and tell him what happened. He’d just smile and ask me all about it. It was one of these nights that I came home after being fucked by a couple I’d met at the leather bar. After leaving their place, I headed home and, in the entryway, stripped down to my jockstrap, slipped on my collar, and headed into the bedroom where Jack was still awake. Seems I had just missed one of his fuck buddies. Smiling, he grabbed the pipe, lit it, and handed it to me. “Have some and tell me what happened,” he growled, slipping his fingers into me and feeling the two loads. Taking a couple of hits, I crawled into bed and told him about how I was standing there on the balcony at the bar drinking a beer and saw them. “The older one was about your age, blond, booted in jeans, muscled, and harnessed with a wide leather strap going down into his crotch, making a huge bulge. His boy was older than me, mid 30s, but smooth like me. Boy had black buzz cut and was just booted and jocked with a locked chain collar. You should have seen his tits, though. Fucking huge rings through them.” “You liked that did you?” Jack smiled, gripping my tit and squeezing. “Fuck yeah,” I moaned, feeling the pressure increasing. “So good. Harder...” “Go on, boy, tell me more,” he growled, urging me on with the pain. “It’s like no one else existed for them. They just stood there, making out and ignoring everyone. At that point, I gulped down my beer to get my nerve up and walked up to them. It was the older one that first noticed me. ‘Hello, Sir,’ I said to him. ‘Hey, boy,” he answered, checking me out and then looking at his boy. “We were wondering about you. Weren’t we?” Boy turned to me and smiled, “Yeah, we were,” grabbing my face and started kissing me. The next thing I know, the three of us were making out. Fuck, I loved it, feeling both their tongues in my mouth. I’d been watching them for a while and saw how they brushed off the other guys trying to get with them. After a bit, boy grabbed me by my shoulders and pulled me down with him onto our knees.” “Yeah?” Jack perked up, sliding a second finger inside me. “Felt good, huh, on your knees ready to serve?” “Shit, yeah. I did, being down on my knees in the bar where everyone could see me. We kept making out on our knees until he grabbed my shoulders. ‘Show him how much you want this,’ he told me, pushing me down to the cap of his owner’s boot. I fucking didn’t need to be told again, Sir. My mouth was on it, and started licking it, tasting the boot black. ‘That’s it. Worship his boots,’ boy told me, and he went down on the other boot. Fuck, it was so hot, being there next to another boy, both of us worshipping a pair of boots in front of everyone. I kept on his boot, wanting to prove what a cuntboy I was.” I could tell Jack was into it, me saying I wanted to prove what a cuntboy I was, and he started to fuck me with his fingers. “Fucking proud of you,” he growled, “What else?” “Then, after a bit, he lifted his boot, signaling us to get up,” I groaned, feeling Jack’s fingers opening me up. “We both just stood there, until I saw boy open his mouth and show his tongue. Fuck, it was black! Seeing it, his owner hawked a wad of spit onto his tongue, then turned to me. I knew then what to do and showed him mine. He nodded and spat into my mouth. But before I could swallow it, boy grabbed my head and started kissing me and we swapped the spit. Next thing I know, I’m being ordered to follow them. Fuck, I was loving it. Everyone was watching me leaving with them.” Jack was really getting into it, asking for more details as he fed me more clouds. When I finished the details of my night with them, he sat back, raising his hands behind his head and smiled. “So, this couple,” Jack chuckled, “You ever get their names?” “Yeah, Max is the older one. He’s Leo’s owner. At least that what he says he is.” “Fucking Max,” he laughed, “So he’s back in town, huh?” Surprised, I exhaled a cloud, “You know them?” “Yeah. I do,” he smiled, grabbing the pipe and taking a hit. “We’ll have to make sure you get another round. That boy of his is one mutherfucking pig.” “Shit,” I moaned, taking Jack’s cock into my mouth, thinking about us all together. “Goddamn cuntmouth,” he grunted, shoving his cock down my throat. Then, out of nowhere, he slipped a blindfold over my eyes. At first, I was surprised but was so turned on by all the talk that I just went with it and kept sucking on him. “I want to try something new with you, boy.” he said, pushing me down on the bed and stroking my skin. “Just relax and let your other senses guide you.” “Yes, Sir,” I sighed, the Tina running through me as I felt a pair of earplugs going in. I couldn’t see or hear anything now. Then, I sensed him crouching over me and felt a hot cloud blowing into me. I inhaled. His tongue quickly moved into my mouth giving me a taste of his chem spit before moving down my neck and past my shoulder blade. The sensation of his lips on my freshly shaved pecs was causing me to buck. “FUCK!” I yelled out, feeling him take my tit and taking a bite. He wasn’t letting go and the pain increased. I could feel it spreading out from my pec and moving down to my crotch. Grabbing my jock, he pulled it down with one hand and I lifted my hips. My cock was free, something he didn’t allow. From that first night, it was always socked away in a jock. Like he told me, he had no use for it. I started relaxing as my sense of touch increased. My skin was on fire, feeling his lips on my tit as his beard rubbed against my skin. Moving down my body, he started tonguing and biting me. When he got to my inner thighs, I started whimpering. Suddenly, I felt him grab my wrists and buckled on a pair of restraints and attached them to the head of the bed, pulling my arms over my head. My ankles were next, leaving me completely exposed. “Oh, God...” I moaned, feeling his hot breath on my cock as he held it in his hand, something else he’d never done before. I stiffened, feeling his hand move up and down my shaft. He was stroking me, and it caught me off guard and I took a deep breath. Remembering what he told me, I started taking in what was happening and his scent coming from his pits hit me as if for the first time. It was intense and I had spent so much time on them. I started drooling. Still stroking me, I could feel his breathing grow deeper as he started to move on the bed. “Shit,” I moaned, feeling him grab my shaft right under the tip of my cock. Again, he was making some kind of movements that I couldn’t see. And then I felt it. A cold thin metal rod was being pushed into my piss slit. “Fuck,” I grunted, feeling it sliding in and opening me up. He was rubbing my ball sac now as he twisted the rod. He kept going and I started panting, wanting to be a good cuntboy for him. "Yesss," I breathed out as the sensations spread out into my body. I lay there, taking it in. It was like nothing I’d ever felt before. He was fucking my piss slit with it. I kept straining and grunting through it, but I knew it was what he wanted. Even with the tina, I could feel my cock was the hardest it ever was as he kept on. Part of me tried to think it was because of the sound in me, but I wasn’t sure. Slowly, I could feel him going deeper until I couldn’t take it any longer. “Shit, Daddy, I’m gonna cum!” I moaned, feeling him grip my shaft and pull out the sound as I spurted out one of the largest loads of my life. Taking off the blindfold, he looked down at me and removed the earplugs. “You liked that didn’t you, boy?” he grinned, wiping up my load and feeding to me. “You’ve been a good cuntboy, doing all I say.” “Always,” I sighed as he moved between my legs and shoved some lube into my cum filled cunt. I started moaning at being opened up again, knowing he was getting me ready for his cock. “That’s right, boy,” he growled, “You gonna fucking do everything I tell you from now on.” “Shit, yeah!” I hissed, needing to be filled and pounded by him. Looking down at me, his look changed and grunted, “Anything!” shoving his cock into me. Once inside me, he rammed his cock deep, pushing the cum loads deeper inside me. I gasped as he skewered me, the air knocked from my lungs before I could pull it back in. “Fuck,” I grunted, as he drove into me, and I closed my eyes. The air was thick with sweat and sex as I took in the sensations in my cunt washing over me. I could feel him stretching me open and it made me want to give myself over to him. The rutting kept on, fast and hard as I begged him to give me his load. “Yeah, boy?” he growled, “You want another load in there?” "Yes, Sir, please, Sir," I moaned, hearing the slurping and smacking of his cock as he fucked me. Slowing down, I could hear the familiar sound of a bottle of poppers opening and Jack snorting a couple of times. Then, without a word, I felt him lean forward and the smell of poppers hit me. Inhaling, I took in three deep breaths and felt the rush going through me as my head fell back against the pillow. Still reeling from the poppers, I felt the pressure on my cunt. "Oh, fuck yeah, do it!” I whimpered, realizing what it was. Jack was working the dildo in over his shaft, opening me up even more. “HOLY SHIT!” I yelled out, opening my eyes to see Jack start double fucking me. “Goddamn, cuntpig,” Jack grunted, looking down at me taking both shafts. I couldn’t believe I was taking this much. Not even Alex had stretched me out like this, and for a second, I thought about him. Then it left me as I felt my cunt pulse against the double shafts. Looking up, I could see he couldn’t hold back any longer. Pulling out the dildo and tossing it on my abs, “Remember, boy. No matter who breeds your cunt, you’re mine,” he roared, emptying his load in me. “Yes, Sir, yours,” I moaned, as he leaned forward and tenderly kissed me. This was the part I loved, being used and then taken care of. He stayed in me for a while, until, slowly, he pulled out and released me, leaving the restraints on me, before wrapping his arms around me. “Those look good on you,” he smiled, holding my wrist. Jack kept this up, getting more extreme each time. He’d have me so tweaked out, that I agreed to just do about anything he wanted me to do, as long as I could spend the night spun and servicing cock. At some point, we naturally fell into a semi-relationship, exposing me to lots of other things. Some I wasn’t into, but other stuff I was, and we’d do again. Lucky for me, he was patient, even while pushing my boundaries. To be honest, it was a relief. Ever since high school and my time with Alex, I’d felt something was missing. Don’t get me wrong, I loved being with Alex, but now, I was able to get into a headspace where I could let it all go. Work was getting stressful, and I could shake off the tension with Jack. He even asked me a few times if I wanted to be his full-time cuntboy. I gave it serious thought, but I couldn't agree to it, then. It just wouldn't have been fair to either of us. So, he let me do my thing outside of what we had, and that made it easier for me to climb the corporate ladder and keep my career moving. A couple of years into our arrangement, I was browsing one of the apps where I had a heavier profile describing most of my kinks: 100% sub cuntboy into leather, rubber, piss, gob, and control. There he was. I didn’t need a second look. No one else had a vein like that snaking around their shaft. Fuck, I had spent too much time on it to forget, plus, that huge piss slit. So, I sent him a quick message: ‘Sup, Big Alex’s looking good.’ I got a quick response: ‘No one knows that name but one guy. Luke? That you, fucker?’ I just replied with a winking emoji. ‘Fuck!’ he answered, ‘We gotta meet up. You free?’ ‘Why the fuck else would I be on here?’ I typed, sending him my address and phone number. ‘Be there in 45,’ he texted, ‘assuming you’re ready. Remember, I go in deep.’ ‘I remember, bro! I’m on it!’ I told him, remembering how he felt in me, “See ya then.”

Just wow. following the previous 2 encounters with Rob & Dean, they planned a third. We made the plans to meet and they made the details very vague, replying to my questions only with "don't worry how many arrives, prepare for a night of fun" so I did just that, around lunch I started prepping myself with saltwater cleanse and got my hole squeaky clean for anything it might be getting, and since my partner said he couldn't join us due to work, I got a load from him to pre-lube my hole, got an Uber and arrived to their place around 5pm. My only instructions were to arrive, let myself in, strip, get on my knees and were a blindfold that they prepared for me, then someone will come and take me to the play area. So I did just that, I entered and was alone, stripped, on my knees, put on the blindfold and waited till I heard footsteps coming towards me, no words were spoken and I was just lifted by 2 men and was carried downstairs, i started hearing voices, men talking and cheering as I was brought to the room till I was placed on a sling, had my hand and legs tied and then I heard Rob announce: "this slut is here for us to use, he can take it all so have fun". my cock shot up and I was almost shivering from the excitement, not knowing how many men are going to use me or how lol. they suddenly all went silence and I heard them getting closer till I felt the warmth of bodies standing next to me. then I felt hand all over me, face, body, cock, ass, I was touched everywhere, like I was being explored till someone strayed probing my hole with fingers, feeling the wetness inside me and asked "how many loads you got slut?" I answered that just the 1 and in desperate need for more! "don't worry, you'll have a cunt full of loads you'll be leaking for a week after we're done with you!" then it began, poppers were placed in my nose and I inhaled about 10 huffs they gave me before it was taken and a cock was shoved in my mouth while another was pushing in my hole, first it was just a tease to with the cockhead but then it went all the way till I felt the pubes on my skin. Game on! This started the rough fucking my hole while I was sucking all the cock I was given, till the guy fucking me announced he was going to load me and I felt him buried deep in me and shooting a super hot load in me. then, it was blur, one by one I was fucked by all the men there, I loss count but each and every one of them fucked hard, had nice cocks ranging from normal to enormous till I felt a familiar cock and heard my partner saying "you didn't think I'd miss an opportunity to see you getting used by over 20 men?" Wow! Knowing how many men are there and having my partner there with me got me into overdrive and I just begged them to use me hard! My partner kept plowing me and showing the rest how hard I can take his 11" thick monster before he shot his load and then he was replaced by Rob's 11" equal that was fucking my hole just as hard. 20 something loads later they were done with round 1 and was taken off the sling to a mattress, where I was instructed to sit on an cock that was laying there and I began riding him with my sloppy cummy hole, it felt amazing and soon after I felt a second cock pushing into my hole and so a double penetration session began, fucked by 2 at a time by all of them, changing all sort of combinations while sucking the cocks to clean, tasting the cum and my ass juices till Dean was giving me his cock, asked if I was thirsty and I knew exactly what he mean, I nodded yes and immediately started feeling a warm stream of piss in my mouth, while I was still being fuck hard! It was a bit hard not to spill a drop but I managed and then quickly replaced by another giving me another piss load! I was in piggy heaven!!! When they all finished fucking my hole like that and coming a second load in my gaping hole I was laid on my back on the mattress with my legs up and then I felt someone starting to piss on my hole before shoving it in me continuing to fill me with piss before he started fucking me hard while I felt piss started to drench me from the men standing next to us, pissing all over me. when the guys pulled out from my hole it was replaced by a hand that slid right in, my hole was already so opened and slick with more than 40 loads + piss load that I just felt it all sloshing in me while the fist was playing with it. poppers were placed in my nose again and a fist session began, I was drenched in piss, smelling like cum and sweat and I was loving it, the energy in the room was mesmerizing and I couldn't stop. it went on for a while and I was fisted, fucked and loaded more and more by all the men there, from time to time I heard my partner commenting on what a good slut I am, Rob and Dean the hosts that kept edging me on to take all the men that they invited, calling me a cumdump whore that will take any cock all I could do is moan like a bitch around the cock that was filling my mouth to clean. this entire session went on for hours and hours, I was fucked in any position, back on the sling, spit roasted on all 4, on a fuck bench, even in the air as I was held by a bull of a man with a beautiful cock, must've been 10" and then another was pushing in, they were double fucking me like I was just a piece of meat and I was loving it! then they began to leave, after dumping their load in me I could hear them saying goodbye to the hosts, thanking my partner all while disregarding me which only turned me on even more. Suddenly the blindfold was taken off and I saw my partner, rob and dean standing next to me smiling and still hard and telling me I took total of 31 men tonight, 102 loads that was marked on a board after every load that was dumped in my cunt, no to mention the 3 loads that I shot handsfree while I was pounded by all the men. heaven! they wanted one last load so I was placed in the sling, my hole was just leaking cum and basically a completed mess as they fucked me hard and fast, dumping their loads in me, then giving it to me to clean and when they were done, I was plugged by a huge plug to keep it all in, I could feel the cum sloshing in me as I stood up and we went to take a quick shower all of us together. I just put on my jock and kissed them all goodbye, thanking them for a wonderful time as my partner walked me to our car and we drove home, that was when I looked at the clock and it was 6am! I was being used for 12 hours straight and it was just fucking amazing. when we got home we went straight up to our bedroom, I stripped and crashed on the bed with my partner telling me how proud he is of me taking it all, seeing how happy I was during the session. We kissed and I just fell asleep in his arms, I was exhausted. a happy piggy, cum filled, ruined hole. To sum it all up: 31 men 105 loads Till next time 😉

Lunchtime. I have an hour before I need to be back at my desk. The others go off to the canteen, but I head to my car, heart pumping. 10 minutes later, I park in the dirty side street on the outskirts of town and check out the old, brick toilet opposite, screened by a scrawny hedge. I lock the car and head across the road, slipping behind the hedge and out of sight. My heart is really pumping now. It is cool and dingy inside the victorian era toilet as the windows are thick with dust. It smells of damp and piss, and rarely gets cleaned. I have about 40 minutes left. As I hoped, there are a couple of men inside standing at the urinal playing with each other. Old, fat, with sagging bellies and whispy grey hair. They pause, then recognise me and relax. I step up. Maybe 35 minutes left before I have to be back at work. No time for niceties or even a "hi, how are you?" I fumble in my pocket and produce a tube of lub. Unfasten my belt and slip trousers and underwear down. They watch and wank as I squeeze a dollop of lube on my arsehole then bend over and offer them my bare bottom. 30 minutes to go. They don't need encouragement. One of them drops trousers and y-front, exposing a hairy belly and drooling cock. He waddles over, gets behind me and slides up me. I gasp, hands on knees as he slides deliciously in and out. Maybe 25 minutes to go. "cum if you want!" I hiss. He grunts, speeds up then pushes hard into me, and I feel his cock throb as he cums. He pulls out and drags

Undetectable HIV+ will read as positive (HIV+) on a home test. That's because the test measures antibodies to HIV, not the virus itself. HIV+ guys with undetectable viral load don't need meds other than their primary ART to keep it that way. Most of the commonly used ARTs (at least in the first world, I'm not sure about elsewhere) are three-drug combinations in a single tablet.

Exactly this - I edited it a bit 🤣 One of the things I cannot stand in a public fuck setting - especially if I am wearing a jock - when I'm being fucked by some guy, and a third guy brings his hand around to grab my cock. I will literally grab his hand and throw it away. Like FFS don't disturb my flow - I am putting all my focus on serving the top here! If the top who's fucking me grabs my cock that's fine: my whole body belongs to him to play with, but other guys? Don't fuck up my fuck focus! 🤣

I was smoking weed and watching porn as usual, but I needed something more. I Loved watching guys take loads in their butts, but one video gave me more. A guy was getting pozzed on purpose. My dick instantly got harder than it ever had before. As I was watching this guy's conversion, I became obsessed with pozzing. I watched every poz verbal video I could find while smoking a shit ton of weed. My brain became highly infected with the need to get pozzed. I got on Grindr, and I found a guy with unknown status. "Hey there Daddy, wanna fuck me raw?" I typed. "I do, but I want you to know that I'm probably poz. I only put my status as unknown on here because I haven't gone to the doctor recently. However, I was confirmed poz before, and I've stopped taking my meds, so I'm a very risky fuck." Daddy warned in his reply message. I moaned. "What if I told you that I have a fetish for getting pozzed?" I typed back. "Get your ass over here right now." Daddy responded. "I'll be right there." I typed. I got to his place, and thankfully his house smelled just as dank as mine. He grinned when he saw me and offered me some weed. We smoked a shit ton together, and headed for the bedroom. We both stripped naked, and Daddy pushed me on the bed. I spread my legs as wide as they would go missionary style. Daddy positioned his rock hard cock at my hole. "This is your last chance to back out. Once I put my dick in your butt, I won't stop until I flood your guts with my toxic seed." Daddy warned. "I want it Dad. I really wanna be poz like you. I want you to fuck me and own me. Please give me your gift" I begged. Daddy grinned. Daddy stuck his dick slowly up my ass. I moaned loudly. I could feel every inch of his rock hard bare cock sliding in and almost out of my butt, but Daddy never pulled all the way out. He thrusted his angry dick balls deep inside of my butt. Daddy placed his forehead against mine. His chest on my chest, we were one connected body. Daddy looked deep into my eyes. "This is the point of no return Boy. I'm going to keep fucking you until I claim you with my poz seed." Daddy said. "Yes Dad, please fuck your poz seed deep inside my butt. I want to take all of it. I want the bug to change my body and my life to serve you as your permanent cumdump." I said. Daddy thrusted harder and faster inside of me. I could feel his dick pushing against my anal walls, and the skin felt so good inside of my butt. I matched his rhythm, fucking his dick with my ass just as much as he was fucking me. "I hope you want this strain, because you're gonna get it" Daddy said. I moaned. "Fuck yes Dad, I really wanna be pozzed. I want you to blow your load inside of me. I want your seed to convert me. I need your disease. I WANT YOUR HIV IN MY BUTT!!!" I yelled. Daddy banged me as hard as he could. The session lasted all night. We just couldn't get enough of my conversion. Daddy was so happy to bring me into the family, and I was so excited to join the poz brotherhood. "I'm going to make you one of our own. You're about to be pozzed for life. I'm going to convert your butt, and you will be too toxic for anyone except for bug chasers and other poz guys" Daddy said. "I want to be pozzed so I can knock up other boys for you Dad" I said. "Oh fuck yeah Son, I fucking Love how twisted you are" Daddy said. "I'm crazy for HIV Dad. The gift is all I think about now. I want you to make me pregnant with your poz babies" I said. Daddy fucked me more and more, his dick sliding deeper and deeper into my butt, past my second ring, his dickhead fully in my guts. The sliding skin felt amazing inside of me. "I'm gonna get you pregnant with my demon sperm" Daddy teased. "Fuck yes Dad, knock me up, get me pregnant, I want you to convert me!" I said loudly. "You better really want it, because it's coming, and there's no turning back" Daddy teased. "Do it Daddy please, give me your demon seed deep inside of my guts! GIVE ME HIV!!!" I screamed. Daddy thrust into my guts, and his dick swelled up in me. "I'M GONNA CONVERT YOU!!!" Daddy yelled. "CONVERT MY BUTT!!!" I screamed. Daddy's dick started spasming inside of my butt, and I felt every inch of his dick jerking inside of me. With howls of pleasure, Daddy blasted stream after stream of poz cum deep inside of my butt and guts. I felt every drop of hot toxic sperm shooting inside of me. Daddy kept going. "I can't stop cumming! This has got to be a new record for the biggest, longest load ever! You better really want this, because you are definitely going to be infected for life from this fuck!" Daddy exclaimed. "Fuck yes Daddy, fill my butt all the way up with your cum! I want to be your permanent poz slut!" I said. Daddy held me tight with his dick inside of me for as long as possible. I could feel his cum squish in my ass. Daddy quickly got his butt plug from his dresser drawer. I could feel the cum overflowing from my butt in a big stream. Daddy caught it all with his hand, and he scooped it mack into my butt, along with the butt plug. I moaned. "You will be my poz whore for life now. I've infected you good. If you thought you were horny before, just wait. Your mind is about to be blown with how much you think of getting recharged" Daddy said. "Fuck me forever Daddy" I replied. THE END

Something about the curve of his cock hits the spot and my own cock stiffens and waves about as my body receives his thrusts. Five minutes and I've got to be out of here. We both cum at the same time as his cock massages my prostate, my spunk raining down as his load shoots up me. Great, but I have to get back. I dig tissues from my pocket and give him one as his cock is coated with a surprising amount of sperm. I jam the rest of the tissues between my cheeks, pull up my trousers and sprint to the car. I make it back with minutes to spare and sit gasping in a pool of cum at my computer...

Just heads up - story starts off a bit slow but I'm working on it. Chapter 1 – The Agreement Tom and Brad were as close as father and son could be. They shared almost everything. Brad came out as gay to his dad when he had started high school. Tom had even confided in his son that he was attracted to men as well but chose to stay away from labels. This honesty between the two was a strong basis of their relationship. Tom is a single dad that shared everything with his son. His son, Bradley shared everything with his dad. They were each other’s best friend and knew everything about each other. Well, almost everything. Throughout high school, Tom would let Brad stay over at his friend’s homes and would have “friends” over. Tom never said anything about his little get togethers and Brad never asked anything besides when he was allowed to come back home. When he would get home on Sunday night, his dad would be in his room recovering from his festivities so that he could go to work Monday morning. Brad would smell the scent of marijuana and thought he just smoked pot all weekend. This was one such weekend. Only this time, Brad had passed on going over to his friends and wanted to stay home. Brad started the conversation off his father - Brad: Hey dad, you know how I always head out for the weekend and let you have your alone time. Well, I want to stay home and spend the time with you. Tom: I don’t know son. It gets pretty weird here and I have friends that come over. I don’t know if it would be a good mix. Men being men after all. B: oh come on, please dad? I’m 18 now and out of high school. I think I’m adult enough to hang with some men. I know you guys smoke weed. That’s okay, I do too sometimes. It’s no big deal. I’ve even found empty bottles of lube so I know you hookup with some of your friends sometimes too. It’s cool. Tom thought to himself - it might be time to initiate the boy. Well, no, a man now. T: IF I let you stay, I have a couple of rules that you will have to live by during this weekend. I would need an absolute yes before even thinking about it. B: oh, what kind of rules? T: You may be 18 now but this weekend you have to earn the title of being a man by the end. Brad felt intrigued B: Go on… T: you will have to follow any and all commands from me. No questions asked. And you will address me as Tom. This weekend I will not be your dad, we both will just be one of the guys doing guy things. Say no to me or disobey me at all, and there will be consequences far reaching. Is that understood? B: Yes da… I mean Yes Tom. Tom was unsure how this weekend would go but his dick was thinking for him now. He walked the kitchen and came back with 2 Gatorades. He reached into a bag he had on the counter and pulled out a small baggie with some blue pills. He swallowed one and handed his son a gatorade and one of the pills. T: Take that with a sip of the gatorade and leave the bottle on the coffee table. Brad thought to himself, this must be some sort of test to see if I will obey. My dad would not give me anything that would hurt me. He reached out, grabbed the pill, and pushed it in his mouth. One gulp of gatorade and he stood there smiling, all proud that he had followed his dad’s directions. T: Go ahead and shower and come back to the living room in 15 minutes. B: Okay, Tom. Brad rushed down the hallway to his room leaving his father behind in the living room. Tom rubbed his growing dick with his left hand. He took out his phone and and started texting with his right hand. Text: Hey Will, change of plans for tonight. Come on over and use your key. I have a surprise newbie that needs initiation and I can’t do it by myself. You’ll see why when you get here. Bring the extra supplies. Chapter 2 – Getting ready Bradley rushed to his room and stripped down to his underwear. He grabbed his towel and turned to his bathroom door. He walked into the bathroom and dropped his underwear to the floor. He started the shower and then jumped in. He lathered and washed his body. He thought to himself, maybe this will be the time I lose my v card. If dad’s friend was down, he definitely wanted to give his virginity away. He reached for the special side nozzle of the shower head. His father had bought him the phallic rod for cleaning out once he had expressed his interest in having sex with his school friend. Brad had only used it a hand full of times but was lathered the rod a big and inserted it in himself. He gave himself a good cleaning out. Just in case he thought. He had no idea what went on during his dad’s weekends except that sometime he had someone over to have sex. His dad wouldn’t mind if he borrowed his dad’s friend for a little while, right? They were all about sharing other things, why should this be any different? Brad finished cleaning out, walked out of the shower and back to his dresser drawers. He rummaged through his underwear collection. He found a black jockstrap and thought perfect! He pulled the jockstrap up and looked at himself in the mirror. He thought to himself, who wouldn’t wanna hook up with me? He looked himself up and down again. This time he noticed that he was starting to get a little hard. It did not take long for Brad to guess what the blue pill was. He threw on a pair of mesh shorts and a tank top. Brad looked at the clock on his dresser. He had just a few minutes to get back to the living room. He strolled back thinking this weekend was gonna be magical.

Though a work of fiction in, this story is based on real life events. Part One - The hookup "Hi." "Hey there." That's all it took. He was clearly nervous and it seemed like his first time there, but as soon as I finished those words the young chubby boy was already on his knees, fishing my quick hardening dick from my pants. No talk, no games. Just like a cruising area should be. "Oh fuck. I love your dick! It's so big..." "Not really, it's just a bit over 7inches, but I'm glad you like it babe." And with that he started sucking me. He started gently, just kissing the head, licking my piss slit for any precum. Clearly he did not have much practice but he was turning out to be a fast learner and that was good enough for me. As soon as he started trying to deepthroat it, I knew he was in trouble. This 22yo had just admitted to himself he was gay, this was the third time he had been with a guy, and though he was trying, he was having some difficulty swallowing it all. It wasn't unexpected to feel him tense up as I grabbed the back of his head and started trying to force more of my dick inside his young mouth. "Relax sweetie, I'll never hurt you" was all that I had to say. His doe eyes opened wide, and I could see I had him. Slowly I forced my way inside his throat, ignoring the gagging and the tears filling up his eyes. "See, you have it all in your mouth. Fuck you're good!" I held him there for a bit before pulling out and forcing it all the way in again. Testing his gag reflex before allowing him to get back on working my dick for a while. I don't usually cum with blowjobs, so I just pulled him back up and kissed him. This chubby was now mine and I knew it. Not that I'm a stud or the best fuck around, but when you top, you know when you have a bottom in the palm of your hand. You can see the lust and devotion in his eyes, and you know you can do what you want. "I need you to fuck me." No news for me, but I knew the choice had to be his. "Do you have condoms? I didn't bring any as I thought I was just going to get sucked." A lie. "Fuck. I didn't either." "We can meet some other day and I'll fuck your juicy ass then. In the meantime you can just suck me off" I baited him. "Can you just rub it against my hole? It's been ages since I've been fucked and I've never had one so big. I just want to feel it there." That was it. He had made his choice. "Dude, I love your ass." was all I could say and he spread his cheeks for me and leaned against the car. It wasn't even a hole. It was just a slit of pink flesh, waiting to be opened up. "You clean down there? I don't want to taste nothing funky" I told him before diving in. Clearly, he had never been eaten out. His legs were trembling, his moans were becoming louder by the minute and his hands kept pushing his ass cheeks further apart as he moved backwards and tried to get more of my tongue inside him. I knew he was ready then. I just stood up, and as he had requested, rubbed my fat cockhead on his hole. Once again, I knew I was going to breed him, but he had to make the choice himself. He started trying to get the timing right, moving his ass back as I bucked my hips. My hands rubbing his shoulders and his back, only letting go for a slight slap on the ass. And then I saw him. Just on the other side of the road, looking at us. I recognized the guy fron an earlier conversation; a friend had just pointed him out and told me: "Hey, if you take loads tonight, don't take his...". I understood what my friend meant. By then my bottom was grinding hard against me, oblivious to the stranger watching, he softly moaned "Will you fuck me raw?" "I don't know man... I just met you. It's really not my thing." Another lie. "Do you have HIV?" I loved the mix of desire and fear in his voice. "No! DO YOU??" That fake revolt at the question always works to make them take the final step. "No! Will you do it? But please... don't cum inside my ass." With that I just pushed my head through the tight ring, no condom and only using spit for lube, making him scream in both pain and pleasure. And there we were, a chubby inexperienced 22 year old boy, bending over for my 30 year old thick bareback bear dick. Trying to back away but trapped against the hood of my car as I slowly but forcefully raped open his amazingly tight ass, feeling his ass muscles tighten, trying to push my bare cock out. His hands on my hips trying to stop me from entering him. No sound except for a low continuous moan, the sound of someone who can't even come to terms with asking me to stop, the sound of someone who can't even find the strength to scream as he is grabbed by the shoulders and pulled back on the raw cock tearing him apart. I had him then. And once I had my dick all the way up his ass, I kissed him on the neck and knew what he was about to say before he even said it. "Fuck me please. I'm all yours" Part 2 - The stranger to come soon!

Also want to point out that there are indeed "bottom poppers" and "topper poppers". If you're having trouble staying hard while huffing, then it is worth considering that your poppers may be intended for bottoms (who have no need to stay hard). Regertably, I can't remember which ones do what. But it a very real thing. Also, we're all bottoms when we just don't get it up...! LOL

..his trousers up after wiping his cock with a grubby handkerchief. The other man sticks a finger in me and plays with my balls with the other. No time for this - I reach back and grab his cock which feels thick and dripping with precum and pull it towards my arsehole. He takes the hint and pushes into me. It slides in nicely through the spunk and lube and he thrusts slowly in and out.

Hot as hell. I need a Poz Daddy to make me his forever

As long as you breed him.

I was spun and went for an anonymous hook up with ca 20 something 6’6” black FL stud . Said his girlfriend couldn’t take all he had. I promised he could fuck me for as long and as hard as he wanted. Never saw his face or cock but from the feel and knowing my toys to had to be 11-12” and RedBull can thick. I went in his apartment, stripped to my jock got face down ass up clutching my poppers. After playing w my spun hole for a bit he slid in and started pounding me like a piece of meat. I was hitting to poppers, sweating and spun from the booty bump of T and just gave my hole to him. Even with the poppers and T I was struggling and think I passed out a few times. He finally blew a huge load and when he finally pulled out my hole wouldn’t shut for almost 30-45 minutes and i saw that I had cum once or maybe more. I went back twice more and then he ghosted me. I can’t wait for the next time I can have another experience like this!! Worth every inch of pain

Not really. I quickly learned that what some guys didn't have in size, they made up for in other ways.

yes. Better and cheaper per dose is prescription Trimix. It gives you a very solid erection and you can huff poppers all you want using it. That's what I use since I love to huff while I am being fisted or bred. As you learn how your body responds to the dosing you can adjust the dose higher or lower for how long you want to be erect. And you will be erect; no arousal needed. And you stay hard--even after cumming--until it wears off. I've had to orgasm several times when i was first using it in order to make my penis go soft. The antodote is pseudoephedrine. Google Trimix near me and find a compounding pharmacy locally that does it.

For me, wearing a jock or assless underwear is my invitation to whomever to fuck my ass in a hallway or darkroom of a bathhouse. I never liked wearing a towel if I'm in a bathhouse to have sex. Walking around in a towel is way too much work. You want easy access. WOOF!

Thanks Neg4PozPittsburgh for this old BBX posting.. --- I was tired of studying the other day. Logged onto Manhunt. Started jerking off. Got an email from a hot guy in his late 30s. Not normally my type but he had a fuckin banging body. Huge pecs, sleeve tattoo on his arm. Great bulging biceps. Thick uncut dick. He had a tidy trimmed black beard, brown eyes, a thick, manly forehead and black hair. His hairline was receding some which turned me on. Our dialogue follows. "U horny?" he asked. "Yeah." "Hot pics." "thanks. u 2." "U live alone?" "Have a dorm room but its a single." "Want me 2 cum over?" "Yeah." "I don't have condoms." "I don't either. If u want 2 fuck better pick sum up on way here." Twenty minutes later my room phone rang. He had arrived. I let him in. He was taller than I and power flowed from him. We made chit chat for a while and sat on my bed drinking Coronas. His jeans sported a hefty bulge in the crotch. His hands were calloused from hard work and his skin was tanned. He told me he was a builder. Then he leaned over and kissed me. It was long deep and passionate. He pushed me onto my back, pulled my shirt off. In no time we were naked and I was on my knees sucking his big floppy dick which stood hard as a rock about eight inches in front of him. He had a great furry chest and legs. Even his hard abs had a black furry coat. Then he pushed me back on my back and sucked me off for a long time. He sucked my balls, licked my piss slit, licked my ass. His tongue got real deep and felt real good. Then he fed me his dick some more and filled my throat. I could barely take it and tried to pull off but he insistently kept his big uncut manrod lodged in my gullet. "You can do it" he said gently. "Take it. Make me feel good." He was gentle but I knew I had no choice. He fucked in and out, in and out. Then I felt his thick, rough fingers probing my hole. He got out some lube and started sliding more fingers in. It was like sandpaper in my ass and I tightened up. He scraped away. Next I noticed him lubing his cock. "Did you stop to get condoms?" I asked. "No" he replied. "That sucks" I said. "We can't fuck then." "Shhh" he said gently. "Just let me poke the head in for a second." He poked in. "See not so bad" he said. I reached up and touched his huge muscular chest and stroked the hair. My hand touched his face. His beard was soft but prickly under my fingers. His dick kept poking deeper and deeper. I pulled him by the neck down to kiss me. He made out with me frantically. I could feel my heart beating like crazy. His raw dick pushed deeper and deeper into my ass and I closed my eyes to picture his precum coating my insides. I moaned. "Ok we should stop" I said. "Yeah, we should" he answered. His chocolate brown eyes connected with mine. He didn't even pause. His dick kept on pushing on in. That's when I felt his balls against my ass. "Oops all the way in" he said. He kept eye contact. "It feels real good." "Are you negative?" I asked. "Yeah, completely" he replied. He started fucking in and out. "Wait stop" I said. "Shhhhhh" he said gently. "It's great. You feel so good. Let me make you feel good." "We should have a condom" I said. "Its ok I trust you" he said, fucking harder and harder. The piston fuck was the most intense feeling of my life. "No, stop" I said. "I'll pull out in time to cum, I promise" he said. He grunted, fucking up a good sweat. My worries slowly melted and I gave over to the sensations I was feeling. Something huge was invading my guts. Pummeling in and out. "Fuck yeah" I finally said "Bareback me." His eyes lit up. "Yeah, you like that fuckin' raw dick in you?" "Fuck yeah" I said. "Give it to me raw man." "Fuck yeah, pussy boy" he hissed. "Take it. I'm gonna give it to you good." "FUCK yeah!" I said. I got more and more into it. Eventually he bent me over the bed and rammed me from behind. Then on all fours on the floor. Then he laid on his back and I slammed myself with all my might, up and down on his unprotected fuckpole. Then he got me back on my back, put my calves on his shoulders, and fucked me till he was red in the face. A big vein started to bulge in his head and he started to breath deeper. "I'm gettin' close!" he said. "Don't cum inside" I begged. I grabbed my own cock and started jerking for dear life. He gave me a few more frantic dick plunges then pulled out with a cry, "FUUUUUUUUCK!!!" He pointed his dick DIRECTLY at my hole and let loose what felt like a firehose blast of hot cum right on and in the gaping orifice. Then he plunged back in, balls deep and growled like a hungry angry predator, "SHIT!! SHITT!!!! YEA! FUCKIN SON OF A BITCH!!! OH, YEAH!!!!" He looked me in the eyes panting. "Oh that felt so good" he commented. My own dick was still hard in my hand. "Told you I'd pull out in time" he said. "But you just" "Shhhh" he cut in. "It feels really good. Enjoy it." I could feel tons of liquid dripping down my asscrack onto the sheets. "I'm still hard" he remarked, adding "I'm going to cum again, but this time inside you." He plugged my protests with his tongue and his bearded mouth enveloped mine. It hurt when it scratched against me. He started fucking in and out with his cock which was still rock hard. My ass was slick with cum. I kissed him back. It felt so fucking good. I gave over to it and let myself become his cumhole. He made love to me but also made me his object. "Fuck yeah" I groaned. "Yeah, you like that?" he asked. "Yeah" I answered. "You want my cum?" "Yeah, fuckin' cum in me." I was jerking off now. He piston fucked for about 30 seconds then started grunting. "Here it comes. Here it comes. HERE IT COMES!!!" Then his face contorted like crazy and he let out another animal, angry, vicious growl. "FUCK yea! TAKE my fuckin' load! TAKE IT!" My dick started shooting squirt after squirt of jizz all over. His cum kept dribbling down my ass as he held his dick in me for a long time. After several seconds he remarked "That was hot." "Yeah, it was" I admitted. He stood and started getting dressed. On the small of his back I noticed a little biohazard tattoo. "What's that?" I asked. "Souvenir tattoo from Miami" he said with a laugh. He kissed me. "That was a great time." I kissed him back. I felt his cum smeared dick getting hard again. "One more" he said. He shoved me face first onto the bed before I could reply and he rammed in balls deep. "AWWWWWW!" he groaned. "FUCK yeah. FUCK!" One stroke, and he shot and just came as deep as he could. "FUCK that's hot. I'm cumming in you." He dressed and left. Now I'm sitting here online looking up what the biohazard tattoo means and I'm getting worried. But it was the fucking hottest time ever. He came over again yesterday. Maybe I'll tell you about that later.

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.

Chapter 9 – Julio’s place They were driving for what seemed like forever. Finally, the van pulled into a garage. The sound of the garage door closing. Will gets out and walks over to the sliding side door of the van. He grabs the boy by the wrist and pulls him out of the van. Brad is standing there in silence. Will stares at his prized boy before him. He pulls off his shirt and pushes his shorts down. W: Good, you wont need those. Will reaches behind the boy and pulls something out of a bag. He places a collar around the boy’s neck and attaches a leash. W: you will not speak unless spoken too. Do you understand? B: Yes, sir. W: You will obey what I say and you will be rewarded nicely. Will leaned forward and kissed the boy roughly. W: oh baby boy, you are gonna be flying so high tonight. Will grabbed the leash and started to walk through the dimly lit garage. He opened a door and turned toward some downward steps toward a basement. When they got to the end of the stairs, the door opened to a huge room with red lighting. The room had a huge bed surrounded by 2 night stands. There was also a couch in front of a big screen tv. And in the far corner was a sling. This was a dream play room. From the couch, a man remained sitting. All Brad could see from his place was his brown shaved head. W: on your knees boy. Brad got down on his knees and began to crawl on all fours beside Will. They walked over to the couch and Brad could finally get a good look at his new friend. He was a Latino man with a shaved head. He was wearing a white tank top and blue mesh shorts. W: Hey Julio. I brought my new boy to help test out your new product. Just like I said I would. J: He looks fresh. Is he your whore yet? How ruined is he? W: He was a virgin until 3 weeks ago. Tom and I broke him in a bit but that’s all the dick he’s had so far. Isn’t that right boy? Will pulled the leash and the collar tightened a bit around Brad’s neck. B: Yes, sir. J: Nice, I like a boy with manners. Turn around and let me see that pink hole of yours. Brad did as he was asked. He turned around and used his hands to spread his cheeks. His hole was still wet from the rimming earlier. Julio lunged forward and pushed his finger inside the boy. It sank right in. He added a 2nd and the hole pushed against the intrusion. J: Good. Still nice and tight. We’ll handle that tonight. Yes, I accept your gift. Hand me my bag from the side nightstand. Will walked away and returned with a black bag. He handed it to Julio. He pulled out a pipe and plastic baggie packed with shards. He opened up and picked some t out and placed it in the pipe. He handed the pipe to Will. He took 2 more shards out. The first he pushed right into Brads ass. Brad felt the burn more intensely and squirmed a bit, but rode it out. Just as that subsided, the invading finger was replaced with the 2nd shard pushed in with 2 fingers. Again, the intense burn and buck. The burn subsided and he stopped squirming. Julio pulled 2 fingers out and placed a 3rd at the entrance and pushed into the quivering hole. He felt slight resistance but fit all 3 fingers in. The boy began to push back against the fingers. Will was hitting the pipe when he looked down at the boy fucking himself on Julio’s fingers. He let out a laugh and a cloud escaped his mouth. Will took another hit before passing it to Julio. W: Hey boy, what do you need right now? what do you need more than anything? Brad turned toward the 2 men and in a low voice said B: Dick. I need dick to live. The 2 men laugh at the boy’s urgency in his voice. Julio takes a huge rip off the pipe. Will takes a seat next to Julio on the couch. J: Turn around the find my dick with your mouth, bitch. Brad turns and on all fours walks over to Julio. He looks at Julio puzzled and tries figure out what to do. J: Hurry the fuck up bitch or no smoke for you. Brad lunges at his lap. With his teeth, he pulls at the edge of the mesh shorts and pulls downward. Julio laughs at the enthusiasm and lifts up so his shorts slide right off. Right in front of Brad is the first Latino dick he has laid eyes on. It was easily 5 inches soft and starting to plump up. He leans forward and licks the tip of Julio’s dick, making it bounce up. Brad gets closer and puts the first couple inches in his mouth. Brad is slurping on the growing dick until it grows to its full 9.5 inches. The monster was thick as a beer can at the base and middle and tapered down to a slightly less thick head. It looked like a beer bottle in shape. He was having trouble getting passed the middle of Julio’s dick. Julio reached into his bag and pulled a small bottle of poppers. He held them to the boy’s nose and just like before he closed the other side and inhaled. He took 2 hits each side of his nose. Julio took the boys melting facial expression to mean he was ready. He pushed the entirety of his shaft into the boy’s throat. Julio grabbed the boy by the back of the head and fucked his mouth. He would pull out just long enough for the boy to take a breath and then push balls deep again. When Julio finally stopped assaulting the boy’s mouth, he pulled out and looked down at his dick. It was lubed up with thick saliva from the back throat. He throws off his tank top. He thought the boy earned a reward. J: Go ahead and hit the pipe boy. You earned a smoke. Brad’s eyes were watery and had to take a moment to focus. He picked up the lighter and pipe and took a huge rip. Out came a huge cloud. He took another hit and let out another huge cloud. J: oh look, we have a greedy little piggy. W: oh we like greedy little piggies. Did you shoot down his throat? J: Almost. But I saved the load. W: Well I highly suggest his tight hole. **chef’s kiss** Chapter 10 - Stratosphere Flick. Flick. Another huge cloud from the boy. J: oh hungry little piggy. Lets feed the piggy. Will, get him in the sling while I prepare a point for the piggy. Brad overheard but did not catch the reference. Will walked over to Brad and pulled him up by the leash. W: Come boy Will pulled on the leash and the boy followed. They walked over to the sling and Will positioned Brad into place. Will grabbed the pipe and took a hit. He leans over to Brad and locks lips with him. He shotguns the cloud to the boy. As Brad exhales, Will locks the restraints at the ankles and left wrist. Julio walks over with a loaded needle and leather belt and hands them to Will. J: Go ahead and do the honors, he’s your boy. Will wraps the belt around the boy’s bicep and pulls tight. W: Don’t worry. I’m not gonna hurt you. This is just some medicine to help open you up. Don’t be scared. I don’t hurt my boys. Hold your arm still and when I release the belt, raise your arm above your head. Before the boy could get any response out, the needle pushed into his vein. The boy was in aww. Was this really happening? W: 1, 2, 3 Will let the belt go and the boy starts coughing up a lung. Will grabs the boy’s arm and pushes it up toward the ceiling. Julio does his own shot and his dick thickens up a bit more. Julio spits down on his slimy dick and puts the head at the boys opening. He uses his weight to push forward getting about halfway in before resistance starts. The boy’s coughing becomes moans. Julio pulls back until only his head is in the boy. Then slams all his weight into a thrust, going balls deep into the boy. Brad is breathless. He can’t breathe in. He feels like he’s on fire from under his skin and being torn in two by a telephone pole. Julio pulls out and slams back in. The boy’s hole tries to push back but the dick slides in. Julio is in heaven as the boy’s hole is gripping his dick for all it’s worth. Again, he slams in and feels the grip. He loves the grip that comes from fucking a new boy. He slams in a few more times and then stops. He holds his position balls deep in the boy. J: Yeah, that’s it baby boy. You took it all. I’ll let you get used to it in you. Julio reached down touched the boy’s cock. It was leaking precum like crazy. He scooped the precum up and pushed the finger into the boy’s open mouth. J: You like the taste of your own cum, don’t you? you fucking whore. All Brad could do is drool in agreement. Speech was lost to him and he heard only far off mumbles from the 2 men around him. Only guttural sounds escaped his mouth. Julio finally felt the hole relax around his dick. J: Good boy. Time is up! Julio went back to long dicking the boy. This time the boy squeezed but in a velvety soft way. Gone was the death grip from earlier. After fucking the boy for 20 mins straight, he pulled out for a breather. By this time, Will had stripped naked and was jerking his dick beside the fuck scene. Julio went back to the other side of the room to a mini frig. He pulled out 2 waters and handed one to Will. J: Think the boy is thirsty? W: He has the rest of his Gatorade from ealier. Already picked it up. Will reached down and picked up the half drunk bottle and placed the open bottle to the boy’s mouth. W: Drink. Can you even hear me? Probably not. Oh well. Will dipped the bottle back and liquid filled the boy’s mouth. He gulped down out of instinct. Then 2 more gulps finishing the bottle. W: Can I tag in for a few? J: Go ahead but make it a quick one. I wanna get back into the fine hole. Will gets between the pinned up legs and slaps his dick against the boy’s taint. He gets a moan from the boy and slowly pushes into the bottom. He bottoms out and feels the relaxed hole massage his dick. W: fuck, should have started you off with a point if I knew you’d get this nice inside. You’re a natural whore alright. That’s right, make me feel it boy. Slap, slap, slap. Will slammed into the boy for a good 10 minutes before slamming into him and moaning loudly. W: Feel that boy? Feel that cum shooting in your insides? You were made for that feeling. Will slides right out and turns to Julio. W: I left it all wet and sloppy for you. Just the way you like it. J: Thanks. Love sloppy seconds. After I open the boy up that is. Julio pushes back in and feels the gooey cum that was just shot into the boy. He goes back to long dicking the boy again. He waits until his dick is at its hardest and then switches to piston fucking the bottom. This sensation is too much for the boy who is in the stratosphere. The bottom starts leaking cum from his soft dick making a puddle collect all over his stomach. The puddle spreads everywhere as the top continues to slam into the boy’s hole. Julio slams into the boy one last time, shooting volley after volley of cum into the well used hole. Julio pulls out and looks down at the used boy. What a cummy mess all over himself haha. He looks down at the hole. Thanks to his thick dick it was having some trouble closing all the way. The cum was just leaking out. He turns toward Will. J: hey, I’m gonna get another point ready for the boy. W: Really? I’m down J: yeah, I think we get open that hole up even more. **evil grin**

Chapter 7 – Monday morning With the end of the weekend, so ended the sexual festivities. Many loads of cum had been shot in multiple holes. Father and son grew closer as lovers. A man in charge had a new play thing to fuck. Will loved the idea that he made a man pop his son’s cherry. He absolutely loved that he was in charge of both of these pigs in the making. He had left instructions that neither was to do anymore Tina or get physical without his say so. Monday morning was just another groggy morning for both father and son. They met awkwardly in the kitchen. Tom had made eggs for the both of them. Both sat there in their boxers like so many other mornings. Neither one spoke. They avoided eye contact. They ate silently. It was Brad that broke the silence. B: Dad. I wanna say thank you. T: I’m sorry son. Things got out of hand this weekend. B: Thank you for treating me like any other guy. You treated me like a man. You fucked me like I was a man. T: oh yeaaah, umm. You’re welcome I guess. B: yes, I took it like a man. (smile) And then I fucked you like you were my little bitch. Hahaha They both start laughing and the atmosphere seemed to get a lot lighter for both of them. T: Alright, you gave me one load. But we tag teamed you and gifted you multiple loads the rest of the time. Bradley starts to rub his growing dick through his boxers. Tom notices and his mouth begins to water. T: Settle down. You know we cant do anything. Orders are orders. So put that dick away. B: ok, ok. Why is everything so damn bright this morning? T: Yeah, you’ll feel like shit today. Just take the day and sleep. Sleep as much as you can. And drink all the water you can. You were unprepared this time but it’s important to hydrate before and after play sessions. Tom opens the refrigerator and grabs a bottle of water. He throws it over to Brad, who catches it. T: I’ve got to get to work. Try and relax today. B: Okay, Tom. (smile) Chapter 8 – Separated Three weeks had passed since that weekend of sexual pleasure. Three weeks the 2 men had been forbidden to do anything sexual, even masturbate. Both men were feeling the fullness of their balls filled with cum just aching to be released. When they finally were messaged by Will, he had instructions for both of them. For Tom – He was to go away for the weekend. He was on loan to another man and was ordered to be as piggy as he could be. For Brad – He was going to spend the weekend with Will to learn more about the pleasure of chem sex. Tom packed a bag and said goodbye to his son. T: Listen to everything your told to do and you’ll do fine. I love you son. Tom turned around the left the kitchen to the garage. He got in his car and drove off. Brad pulled up the message he got from Will and read it again. **I’ll be over at your house by 6pm. Be ready for me. Be cleaned out and all smooth for me boy. Wear only a shirt and some shorts. Don’t bother with underwear. And remember, you are MY BOY** At 6pm, Brad was ready just as ordered. He sat on the living room couch. He was too nervous to watch tv. He just sat there and waited. Just then, the door from the garage opened and in walked Will through the kitchen and into the living room. W: Stay seated boy! Will walked over to the couch and sat next to Brad. He pulls out a pipe with the big bulb prepacked with dried puddle of tina. He pulls out a lighter and takes a big hit. Will looks over at his newest boy. The younger man’s eyes were glued to the pipe. Will thought to himself, right where I want him. He takes another hit before handing the pipe over to Brad. Brad puts the pipe up to his mouth and stops. He looks over to Will in silence. His eyes do all the talking. They were asking permission. W: Go ahead baby. Start the night off. Flick, Flick, Brad filled his lungs with the chemical taste he had longed for 3 weeks. He blows out a good sized cloud. W: Good, keep going until I say to stop. Flick, breath, cloud; repeat. Flick, breath, cloud; repeat. Each cloud getting bigger as he went on. When he finished the bowel, Will asked for the pipe back. He cooled it off and was refilling the big bulb. Brad just sat back and enjoyed the high. W: Boy, you best be naked by the time this cloud clears. Flick, breath, cloud. Brad jumped up and threw his clothes off like his life depended on it. When the cloud cleared from Will’s vision, the beautiful white body was standing in front of him. W: Nice. Very nice. Love white boys with no tan lines. Will gets close to Brad the starts rubbing his body. He handed the pipe to Brad. W: Get back to finishing the bowl. Brad complied and got back to smoking. Flick, breath, cloud. He had to really concentrate on what he was doing due to his body feeling so good to the man’s touch. From his neck, to his chest, navel, inner thighs, balls, and finally on his cock. When he finished the bowel, he looked up at Will and apologized for his flaccid cock. B: OMG that feels so good. I don’t know why im so soft. W: That’s okay. It’s normal for some. I can still get when I’m after. Will gets down on his knees and takes the white cock in his mouth. Brad feels so good he loses his balance and grabs Will’s head to stabilize himself. Will sucks the soft dick for a minute before rising back to his standing position. W: mmm, your dick may be soft but the precum still flows like a river. Now bend over the couch and let me taste that pink hole. Brad put the pipe down and did as he was told. He got on the couch, head down ass up. Will leans in and shoves his tongue deep in the boy’s hole. The boy moans into the cushion. Will is slurping and salivating all over the boys hole. He pushes 2 fingers in with no resistance. He adds a 3rd and gets the boy moaning louder. Will pulls away, much to the disappointment of Brad. Will grabs the pipe and puts it away. W: Get your clothes back on, now. We’re going to visit a friend of mine. He’s a dealer with great merch but only deals with selective people. You’re gonna be my good luck charm. B: I don’t know about this. W: Good thing I don’t give a fuck. Get dressed. Brad obeyed and clothed himself. He followed Will to the garage and jumped in the back of his van as he was directed. Will throws a bottle over to Brad. W: Drink at least half of that on the way. Brad cant see out of the blacked out windows and begins to worry. His horniness kicks in and he obeys. He takes 2 big gulps of the Gatorade he had been given. B: This tastes weird. W: yeah, I would think so. It has double the amount of G you had last time. Brad sits quietly in the back of the van. He takes another gulp. He begins to feel like he is melting into the seat. He thinks to himself – well now I guess I’m fucked.

Chapter 5 – Will’s Turn Will jumps on the bed and pushes his dick in the boy’s mouth. Tom just stays still enjoying the tight hole surrounding his dick head. This evidently was too slow for Will. W: Now you break him in. Go balls deep in one push. Now! Tom pushed his dick all the way in in one swoop. The boy squirmed beneath them and Will just laughed it off. W: Now power fuck the boy. Tom grabbed his son by the hips, pulled almost completely out and then slammed back in. Almost out, slam! Almost out, Slam! The boy was trying to mouth words but nothing but grunts came out. He was a drooling mess. Drooling around a big black dick in his mouth muffling his grunts. T: If I don’t stop pounding him, I’m gonna cum already. W: Good. He needs a first load to get him ready for my dick. T: OMG you feel so good Brad. I’m gonna breed your ass. Here comes your very first load! Ahhh… Brad feels the throbbing of his dad’s dick in his ass. He feels the ecstasy of feeling rope and rope of cum shoot in his tight hole. Brad tries to hold onto this feeling like it’s the best feeling in the world. Tom pulls out and slaps the boy’s ass. Will maneuvers around Brad’s body. Will rubs the boy all over. From neck to his pecks, his arms, his inner thigh, his balls, his shaft, and back up to his nipples. Brad is in overdrive with all of the touching, especially the touching of his nipples. Will gets right between Brad’s legs. He plays with the boy’s nipples while his dick rubs against the boy’s balls. He continues this, eventually thrusting the tip of his dick into the lubed hole. He slowly pushes in until he bottoms out. Will picks the boy up and shifts underneath him. Brad is now on top and with his new found movements begin to fuck himself on the big black dick in his hole. He rides, and he rides, and he rides like a champ. Brads dick slaps into Will with every bounce. Splat, Splat, Splat. W: I knew we had a natural on our hands. Just l ike his father. Will lets the boy milk the cum from his balls but does not shoot his load yet. He reaches up and plays with the boy’s nipples as he continues to ride. Brad makes a low moan and shoots his first load all over Will’s chest and neck. As if waiting for that very moment, Will throws Brad onto the bed on his stomach and pulls his hips up exposing his ass in the air. He jumps behind the bottom and slams his dick in unrelenting. His long dicking of the bottom leaves him gasping for air. Piston fucking takes over and the sound of skin slapping into skin echoes in the room. Finally, after 15 mins of pounding, Will bellows a moan and shoots his load deep into the former virgin. He pulls out and looks down at a gaping hole. Will grabs a but plug and slams it into the bottom. Chapter 6 – Switching roles Will stands back and admires the white ass he just pommeled. Brad reminded him so much of Tom, it was uncanny. W: Hey Tom, you should be proud of the mini you. He took him first breeding like a champ. T: Yeah, a chip off the ol’ block. W: He even has a bigger dick than you haha T: Ya, you are right. Not by much though. Will looks over at Tom, who has his back to him. He looks over Tom’s ass and gets an idea. W: Give the boy another blue pill and some more gatorade. T: Already? I don’t know if his ass can take much more so fast. Will walks over to Tom and slaps his ass. W: Who said anything about HIS ass? Tom goes over to his son and pushes him sitting up. He puts a blue pill to his mouth and Brad opens up. He takes a few gulps of gatorade. Tom just spends the next 20-30 minutes rubbing his son all over his body. Once Brad is able to mumble some words in a notable fashion, Will takes that as he is ready to proceed. Will orders Tom to get into doggie position on the bed. Will takes Brad and pushes his face into Tom’s ass. Will orders Brad to start rimming his dad’s hole. Moans start to come out of Tom as his son’s tongue lubes up his hole. Will brings a reloaded pipe to Brad and lights it for him. He takes a huge hit and blows it out into his dad’s hole. He repeats this 2 more times as the hole quivers. Will hands off a shard to Brad but he is unsure of what to do with it. W: Go ahead and push it in. Just like we did to you. It makes the hole ready to be fucked. Brad slowly pushed the shard into his dad’s opening hole. Before it was fully dissolved, the boy became impatient and pushed his super hard dick into his dad’s ass. Brad grabbed the hips and slammed into the bottom. Something in Brad turned on and he was pounding ass like this was the last fuck he would ever have. Slap, slap, slap. His balls slamming into his dad. The boy took to his new role and turned his dad over. He threw the legs over his shoulders and continued to pound. Slap, slap, slap. Brad reached down and jerked his dad off as he assaulted his ass. He never heard Will slip right behind him. Will pushed Brad balls deep into Tom and then slid his black dick into Brad. Brad was pinned between the two men. All he could do is thrust forward, and fucking himself backward on Will’s dick. Thrust forward, thrust backward. Brad was a human pin ball in a machine rigged to cum. Brad was stuck between the two men for 30 mins. He received a good sized load from Will and shot a big gooey load into his dad. Brad stayed in place and let his dad fuck himself on his son’s dick until he shot all over himself. His son was no longer a virgin - top or bottom.

Part 2 I laid back on the bed, out of breath and covered in cum. I had just had one of the best wanks I ever had and, not only that, I had shot probably the biggest load of my whole life. I was feeling reflective as I cleaned myself up, showered and then cleaned and put away the dildo. What was I thinking? It was madness to want to have unprotected sex with Aidan, a guy who was not only HIV positive but not on any meds. I couldn't do that to Ryan - and I decided to put the whole thing out of my mind. I knew that was absolutely the right thing to do, but I also knew it wasn't going to be easy. There was something about Aidan that just made me want to pull my pants down and bend over for him - however risky that may be - and I have to admit that I found it hard to get him out of my mind. I was still wanking every opportunity I got and most of the time (well, all of time, really) I was thinking of Aidan and imagining what it would feel like to be penetrated by his big, thick cock - his big, thick, poz cock! It didn't help that Aidan always seemed to be around - he was still not working and was spending a lot of time in his garden. He was often in the garden when I was going out to work and again when I came back in the evening. He didn't say anything, other than normal neighbourly greetings, but there was something about the way he looked at me - as if he knew that one day I was going to let him fuck me. I knew I would have to be careful - Ryan was going away for a long weekend in a couple of weeks - each year he attended a conference for sexual health professionals and volunteers and he always enjoyed it. I really didn't want him to go this time, as I was not entirely sure I could trust myself, but I knew he was really looking forward to it and I knew it wouldn't be fair to try to stop him. I was horny all the time, and fucked Ryan every chance I got. He seemed to be extra horny too and we were having a really good time in bed (and various other locations in the house!). But still I couldn't get Aidan out of my mind. One day at work I was so horny I had to have a wank in the toilets. I was sitting at my desk, working on an IT project when I could smell the aftershave that Aidan often wore. I wasn't sure who it was at first and then I realised it was Aaron - one of the HR team who sat at the next bank of desks to us. He was quite a nice guy, quite good looking in an ordinary, straight guy kind of way, and he and his girlfriend had just had their first child. I sat at my desk trying to concentrate on my work - hoping that no one would notice that I now had a monster erection. I got up and discreetly made my way to the toilets. I went into a cubicle, pulled down my pants, closed my eyes and began to wank. It didn't take long for me to shoot my load, and I couldn't help groaning quite loudly. Hoping that no one else was in the toilet, I cleaned myself up and exited the cubicle. Aaron was standing at the urinal. He grinned at me "It sounded like you were having a wank in there!" he said. I could feel myself going brick red but then Aaron grinned again and stepped back from the urinal, exposing his cock which was still in his hand. I could see it was at least semi-hard as he said "Maybe I could join you some time!" I realised that Aaron was serious and I was really surprised that he might be up for it. I found it even harder to concentrate on my work as I watched Aaron working at his desk and I couldn't help wondering just what Aaron might be up for. I didn't see much of Aidan over the next week, and somehow that seemed to make me want him even more. One afternoon I was working at home, on the IT helpdesk, looking out of the window every now and then to see if Aidan was in the garden. One time I looked out the front window and saw a young blond guy who looked about 19 or 20 coming out of Aidan & Peter's house. I knew Peter was at work, and from the way the guy looked at Aidan who had seen him to the door, I instinctively knew that Aidan had just fucked him. A couple of days before Ryan was due to go away on his weekend, he invited Aidan and Peter to dinner. I was looking forward to seeing Aidan, but somehow felt a bit nervous - I had been absolutely sure that Aidan wanted to fuck me, but now somehow I wasn't so sure. The evening went well, Aidan seemed his normal self although a little bit quieter than normal. He explained that he had been not been so well over the past week or so and his viral load was still dangerously high. I got up to get some more wine from the kitchen, hoping that no one would notice the erection that was suddenly pushing out the front of my trousers. I went to the sink to rinse out a couple of glasses and then I heard someone behind me. It was Aidan. He put his finger over his lips and came towards me. Suddenly his arms were around me and, as I pushed back against him, his hands unbuttoned my trousers and he pulled them down below my bum along with my pants. Then I realised Aidan's pants were down too, and I felt his bare cock rubbing up and down my arse crack! This was madness! "I'm going to fuck you so hard!" he breathed in my ear. "That's what you want, isn't it?" "Yes!" I whispered "No condom?" "No condom!" I groaned "And I'm going to cum right up your arse!" The head of his cock was pushing against my arsehole as he said this and then, suddenly, his cock was back in his pants and he had left the kitchen and re-joined the others. I pulled up my pants, my fingers trembling as I buttoned up my trousers. I swallowed a whole glass of wine and then made my way back to the others. As I sat down, Ryan was talking about his weekend away and Peter said to me "It looks like you guys are going to be on your own this weekend!" explaining that he was going away this weekend too. "Oh fuck!" I thought to myself. On the Friday, I left work a bit early so that I could drive Ryan to the station. He kissed me as he got on the train and I made my way back to my car I got a message. It was from Aidan, who said he would come over about 7 and would bring plenty of alcohol. Aidan arrived exactly on time, and grinned at me as he placed the alcohol he had brought on the kitchen table. I went to get some glasses, and once again I felt him behind me. His arms went round me and I pushed back as he started to unbutton my trousers. I didn't stop him and a few seconds later, my trousers and pants were at my ankles and Aidan was down behind me. I felt him pull my arse cheeks apart and then his tongue was in my hole. It felt like an electric shock and it was all I could do to stop myself shooting my load there and then! Aidan licked my hole for a while longer and then told me to turn round. He stood up and unzipped himself and then I was face to face with the cock I had craved for so long! I wasted no time in going down on him - sucking his cock like my life depended on it and enjoying every second of it. Part of me wanted to make him cum so that I could taste his dirty cum but mostly I just wanted to make him as horny as I could so that he would fuck me into the middle of next week and shoot a really big load up my unprotected arse! A short time later, I was on my back on the kitchen table, naked from the waist down as Aidan lined up his cock and pushed it against my arsehole. "Wait!" I said. I had to take my wedding ring off before he penetrated me. Aidan saw what I was doing. "No!" he said "Leave it on!" I did as I was told and seconds later I felt the head of his cock pushing into my arse. There was no turning back now, even if I had wanted to and a short time later, he had pushed his big cock right up my hole - my soon to be pozzed hole.. "Fuck me!" I said "You really want this, don't you?" said Aidan with a grin as he began to thrust his cock up my arse." "Yes!" I groaned "I want it!" Aidan grinned again "I knew you wanted it the first time I saw you!" He was fucking me properly now - thrusting his big poz cock up my arse repeatedly. I don't think I had ever felt my arse so full and I had never been so turned on. "Fuck me!" I moaned "Fuck me and cum in me!" "You know I'm going to poz you, don't you?" said Aidan as he thrust even harder up my arse. "Yes!" I was almost crying now. I knew he was getting close and I moaned "Do it, fucking do it!" And then I said it "Poz me! Poz my fucking cunt, you dirty bastard!" Aidan grinned. I could tell he was really close now and as he thrust hard up my arse a few more times, I actually felt his cum pumping into me. I had never felt this before and it sent me over the edge and I shot a massive load of cum all over myself. We were both out of breath now and I laid back on the table as Aidan pulled his cock out my arse. A few minutes later his cock was semi hard again and he pushed it into my mouth. I had certainly never sucked a cock that had just been up my arse before, but somehow it seemed perfectly natural to take into my mouth and suck on it and a few minutes later Aidan was fully hard again. He took my hand and led me upstairs and into the bedroom. He pushed me gently down on the bed and pulled my legs apart. A few seconds later I was being fucked again - this time in the bed I shared with Ryan. Aidan fucked me hard and fast and before too long he had shot a second load of toxic cum right up me. He left shortly after and, just as I was wondering what the fuck I had done, Ryan phoned me. It was so good to hear his voice and we talked quite naturally - but all the time I was conscious that my arse felt really full and I was having trouble keeping all the cum in my hole. We talked for a while longer and then Ryan said he was tired and was going to bed. "I love you," he said "I love you," I replied, and just at that moment, two loads of high viral cum slid out my arse into my pants. I had crossed the line and over the rest of that 3 day weekend, Aidan fucked me repeatedly. We fucked in every room in the house and in every position - on my back, riding his cock, kneeling up on the bed and bent over with my pants down. I couldn't get enough of his cock and his cum and over the three days he must have shot eight to ten loads up me. It was like I was a different person. I met Ryan at the station on the Monday evening and it felt like I was back to my normal self again - this was the person I wanted to be with. But what was I going to do? I had debated this with myself over and over again. I knew I should tell him what I had done, but I wasn't sure I could bring myself to do that. I decided that I would get tested and if I was positive, I would tell him. In the meantime, I would just have to find an excuse not to have sex with him. That night we got ready for bed and when I came out of the toilet in just my pants, Ryan was sitting on the bed, naked. He grinned and pulled me towards him. Before I could stop him, he had my cock out my pants and was sucking me. I was hard in no time, as always when Ryan sucked my cock, and he grinned at me again. Then he laid back on the bed and pulled his legs back, exposing his arsehole. "I've been looking forward to this all weekend," he said "Fuck me!"

Been a long time cuming, but here's part 2. As the big guys orgasm subsided he lay his full weight on me. He began kissing me and I felt his cock slip for my hole and being replaced by a couple of fingers. My hole had been stretched to its limit by his thick cock my sphincter had given up trying to close up again. His fingers probed my hole roughly for a few moments, then he removed them and brought them to my mouth. I greedily took them in and tasted his seed and my arse juice. They tasted of pure man sex. I lapped at his fingers until I had cleaned them thoroughly. He then rolled onto his side. "Clean my cock" was all he said. I eagerly moved down and took him in my mouth. I took the cock that I hoped had pozzed me into my mouth and cleaned every mm of it. It was flaccid now, but still large. The taste was even better than his fingers. His sperm, my arse and testosterone. I cradled his large balls that had made the seed now inside me. After a few minutes he stood. "I hope it takes, your the first guy I've tried to impregnate after coming off my meds" He said. I watched as he walked away towards the door to the apartment. I remember thinking 'That is one hunk of man and he chose me receive his seed. I looked around the bedroom and saw a another couple fucking. One guy on his knees and the other banging him from behind, but I noticed they were both wearing red wristbands, so both poz. I watched them fucking while I took a few minutes rest and slid my finger into my hole which remained dilated. Deep in my hole there was a huge pool of fluid. I withdrew my fingers and saw that they were covered in thick lumpy sperm tinged with pink. I eagerly sucked at fingers and noticed the top who was fucking look over and smile. I was just about to get off the bed when the tall skinny guy I'd seen earlier come into the room. He looked even thinner than when I'd originally seen him. He looked at two guys fucking and they obviously knew him as they nodded to him and he in turn pointed at them with two fingers and and closed his thumb, like a kid does when using his hand as a gun. He saw me moved toward the bed. "Saw you being fucked by that big dude, guess your already pregnant by now. Want an HVL load in you? "Fuck, yes please" I said. He got on the bed and and I felt his body for the first time. I could feel that his ribs were covered with a thin layer of flesh. I ran hands down his torso to his pelvis and his hips. He no meat on his bones what so ever. His eyes were slightly yellow and clouded, as if they had a mist over them and appeared sunken into his skull. His face was very gaunt and his cheek bones prominent and sharp. All this made his large cock and balls appear even larger than they were. His was very thick and at least 9 or 10" fully erect. Together with his large balls they looked out of proportion with the rest of his body. "I need to plant my seed in you. You want it? I reached down and took his cock in my hand and pulled him towards me. His girth so large my hand wouldn't fit fully around it. "Yes please, I would be honoured to be bred by you" I said. "Well just in case the big guys seed didn't fertilise you, I'll make sure your pregnant " I was really turned on by this guy. His body and his words. I greedily took his huge cock in my mouth.and began sucking him. "I fucked another guy, but didn't cum so I have a big load of poz cum to get rid of" He said. I could tast the other guys arse on his cock. It made me feel even dirtier and hornier, which I didn't think was possible. I wanted this wasted, sick guy to fuck me senseless. He produced a bottle of poppers and removed the cap. He took a couple of snorts then handed them to me. I did the same and kept the bottle. He flipped me onto my front and mounted me. The poppers made me desperate to have him inside me. He entered me in one swift movement. Straight in and up to the hilt. I felt completely submissive as began to fuck me in earnest, pounding away at my already abused hole. After a few minutes he turned me over and fucked me from the front, my legs on his shoulders. He thrust hard. Harder than I thought someone with his physical condition would be capable of. My hands were around his wasted body. I could feel his ribs and his pelvis as he bucked. His cock deeper in me than anyone had been before. Sweat leaked from every pore in him and dripped onto me. He pounded me for a full 15 to 20 minutes before I saw in his face that he was about to shoot his toxic load into my receptive body. One more thrust deep inside me and I felt him cum. I swear his sperm was hot. I could feel it burning deep within my guts as it coated the insides of my body. He thrust again and even more of his seed was forced into me. I could feel my body trying to absorb it all but there was so much it was already saturated. His last thrust emptied him and his body shook in a kind of spasm before he collapsed, completely spent of energy and seed. I had never been fucked like this before or filled with burning hot man juice or in such a large quantity. I felt him almost collapse on me from his exertion and as his, non existent, stomach made only the slightest contact with my cock, which had been fully erect throughout the fucking, I shot a huge load between our bodies. He kissed me and our tongues entwined. My own cum felt great between our bodies moved together in the slow sexual gratification at the end of our coupling.

Hey all, sorry about the long wait. Though I never stopped reading all of the hot stories and topics on here, some life changes made me stop writing. I think it's about time I start working on it again. Hope you like it! A quick disclaimer before we get to it: though some events might have been based on real life episodes. This story is, nonetheless, a work of FICTION. Part two - Two bears and a chubby cub I had him then. And once I had my dick all the way up his ass, I knew what he was about to say before he even said it. "Fuck me please. I'm all yours" And fuck I did. Steady pace. Slowly and gently, making the cute chubby cub moan in ecstasy. His tight ass was squeezing my hard cock and I could tell he was not used to getting fucked... but he wanted to be and I could help with that. I started going a bit harder. Pulling almost all the way out and slowly sliding it all back up his hole. As I said, at just above 7 inches I wasn't the hung bear on the block, but I was big enough and thick enough to make him rethink his choices, and just as I thought, involuntarily his ass started trying to push out my condomless dick. "OH shit! It hurts." "You want me to stop?" I said as I slowed down, leaving just the thick head of my uncut bear cock inside his swollen hole. "No! I want it... just go slower. And please don't cum inside me." "OK babe", I reassured him again, knowing that my load would end up deep in his guts (and he would be the one asking me for it). I got back to it. Slow pace with a couple of harder strokes every once in a while just to feel that ass tighten around my dick even more. We got a rythm going. As I kep telling him all the right words and sweet nothings to make him relax, my hands were all over him - grabbing his shoulders so I could pull him back on to my cock, on his hips making sure he didn't try to move away from my raw bear dick, caressing the still light fur on his back so he would give in to lust, gently spanking and grabbing his thick ass cheeks... he was a hot cub and I was getting more and more into it. "I love how clean you are down there. I'm glad I could trust you to fuck raw. It feels so much better this way", I told him. "Yeah. Your dick feels so good. I swear I can feel it pulsing. You're the second guy that I ever played bareback with...." his voice trailed off. "Oh fuck... That is hot. Can you feel how hard I am right now?" I asked as I pulled all the way out and shoved it in one slow but unstopped thrust. This time he was ready, his ass was relaxed (and best of all, still amazingly tight) and he took it all in with just a small whimper. I picked up the pace. His moans and groans got louder I could feel him burning with desire and most importantly, this time there was no asking me to pull out or stop. I was starting to truly make his ass mine. He was loving it and I was loving it. The cub was ready for my load when suddenly his hands were on my hips trying to stop me. I slowed down. He spoke softly but with a bit of worry: "There's someone over there watching us". Ah. He finally noticed the guy. This was my chance. "It's a cruising area. There are bound to be other guys. I bet he's just looking for fun like we were. Either way, we don't have to worry." I kept fucking, slower strokes again, my hands just rubbing his shoulders and neck now. I wanted him to fully relax. "He is kind of hot. You can tell he is a hairy fellow, just like me." I told him. "You think it would be ok if we let him get closer and watch us?" It was a gamble but I didn't want to lose the chance... "Yeah... if you say it's ok..." he said sheepishly. I smiled without him even realising and I waved the guy over. He was next to us in a second and I knew why my friend had warned me before; Around 50 years old, nice belly, big hairy arms, chest hair poking out of his unbuttoned shirt, a beard with some grey on it and a nice bulge tenting up his trousers. Just the kind of guy I would happily bottom for raw (ah, the perks of being versatile!). I didn't know his status but from my friend's warning, I was pretty positive about what it was. "Very hot!" The stranger spoke. "Thanks. Glad you're enjoying it" I answered as I gave him a wink and got back to pounding my chubby cub's ass a bit harder than before. "You're enjoying it too, aren't you boy? Tell me how much you love my raw bear dick inside you." The words were chosen carefully. Now this stranger knew: I was fucking bareback. This hot piece of ass was into bears. The cub was clearly mine to use. "I love your raw bear dick inside me!" - he said in a low embarrassed whisper but with no hesitation. I took another chance. "You want to try and suck cock while I fuck you?" I asked. The stranger's eyes lit up and a devilish smile ran across his handsome face but he didn't move. He knows his game, I thought to myself - always let the bottom think it's his choice. "Yeah..." another shy quiet answer. I know he was feeling a bit scared but he was also to into it to say no. I could just picture him in his room jerking off to this exact situation, his cum spraying all over his fuzzy belly and chest as he fantasized about being a bottom for a group of tops - now was his chance to live out this fantasy. I slowed down once more to make sure I was taking it all in: A rustle of metal as a belt was unbuckled. A hard dick bursting out on to the warm night air. A nervous 22yo cub tightening his ass at the sight of another cock being presented to him. A stranger moaning as soft wet lips hungrily took hold of his dick (a bit longer than mine at almost 8 inches but not as thick - even I was lusting hard for it). Imagine the scene: Two horny and perverted hairy bears (with pretty nice dicks I might add) and an inexperienced chubby cub who had completely given in to lust. His eyes tearing up, once again that night, as a dick reaches further and further down his throat. Now with the added sensation of another dick (my dick!) relentlessly forcing it's way inside his tight ass at the same time. A boy of 22, dick so hard and leaking precum as it never had before, being spitroasted bareback by two strangers he had only just met, both of whom fully aware he would be taking their loads up his neg hole... even if he did not know it yet. And then, as we both bottomed out and filled the chubby cub's throat and ass with cock as never before, we looked at each other and grinned. Part 3 (ending) coming!

6. Boss had me rise and bend over. I felt a hard push and a large metallic butt plug sank into my ass, causing me to moan and squirm as I got used to the feeling. Then he had me stand up and placed white pads with wires hanging off them on my nipples, balls, and my abs. I could feel wires dangling from in between my legs and ass and I started to get scared. My eyes search Bosses face for any clue as to what he was going to do with me. I was then led over to the barber chair and ordered to sit. Straps were placed around my arms, chest, and head and the chair was position so I was facing a laptop. At this point beads of sweat were dripping down my torso. “Now what we are going to do is get you used to being a better popper whore. I have a friend that makes xtube vids that are perfect for training a cum dump like you to take more and more hits. Making sure I can get you as gooned as I want. I will stand here and administer the popper hits. Let’s begin” With that Boss cued the website, strapped a gag around my head that looked like a wiffle ball, and loaded the website. http://www.xtube.com/watch.php?v=fBDk2-G896-#.VbN1c_kmlno I starred as the video started and as the first bass notes hit my ass clenched and a yelp tried to escape my lips as I felt the first shock. Drool was already dripping out of my mouth and down my chest, my cock was hard and dripping. As the video went through Boss held the poppers to my nose, forcing my to hit along with the video. I had never done poppers like this and the maker knew how to administer hits. I was gyrating in the chair. The electrode working my nips and ass and abs in a pattern, the poppers making me crave realize. My cock was jumping and leaking precum all over the place. The story told in the video was so close to my own it was scary. From hot safer sex, straight, jock to babbling cum whore needing bare dick and cum loads. The only difference was I wanted poz loads, from every one, every cock needed to be poz now. I wanted my ass loose, gaping and dripping with poz seed. I wanted to me the cum dump, popper whore, slut that I needed to be. The poppers and video made me realize how much I craved cock, and cum and muscled men to give it to me. I want to explore my limits and crash through them . I wanted to be a babbling cum slut. Making real me happy and helping them spread their toxic cum. These thought kept looping over and over in my head as the video progressed. By the end of it I was a hornier than I had ever been. I could barely concentrate at the screen. My ass was grinding on the electro-butt plug and my eyes were rolling in my head as each wave of shocks washed over me. The vid stopped and Boss looked at me, nodded once, place the bottle to my nose one more time telling me to inhale deep and hold it. He then pushed a button and the electrodes went crazy. I exhaled hard as waves of pain and pleasure coursed through me and my cock erupted without me touching it, shooting up my chest and into my face hitting the ball gag, my tongue working furiously from the ther side to try and get it in my mouth. Boss toog the gag out and grabbed both sides of my head and looked into my eyes. “Tell me what you are and what you want” Trying had to focus on him and watching his beautiful face and strong body I felt something lock into place in me. My voice came from my mouth harsh but more honest then I have ever sounded “I want to be your Poz Son, and I want to be with you forever. Taking all the loads you want to give me and offering my hole to anyone you see fit. I want cum every day and to be made into the proper image you see for me. I never want to leave you.” “Good boy” And with that he began jerking his cock adding his own cum to the cum on my chest and body. Bending down he began licking the his cum and my cum up off me. Suddenly I felt a sharp pain on my left pec and then his tongue. When I saw his face again it looked like some blood had gotten in his mouth. I watch as he took a sharp point knife and made a small cut in his own palm and licked it up. Then he kissed me. His spit, sweat, cum, and blood and mingled with mine. The taste of both of us was in our passionate kissing. I felt him press his palm to the cut in my chest. Mingling more of our blood, making sure his was the strain that birthed me as his Son. He then unstrapped me from the chair and helped me stand up. Looking at me with pride and lust. “I am now your Poz Father and you are my Poz Son, and we will be together forever. And this Friday we will celebrate our honeymoon “

I recognize this isn't for everybody (or even a lot of guys) but curious if others have had extreme throat fucking sessions like I recently had. (Pic attached here is of a guy that I recently met on recon - younger and shorter than me, lean build, big dick, natural pubes. Was a quieter, nerdy engineer type.) The guy literally laid out a tarp and had a bucket out in front of the couch where he kicked back and I serviced him. Long story short - after some warm up, he eventually both tied my hands behind my back and made me wear a gag that forced my mouth open (spyder gag from mr s leather) so that I wouldn't accidentally "bite down." At that point he proceeded to fuck my throat for what must have been no less than 45 minutes, maybe an hour. I didn't just gag and tear up, but literally choked and puked (twice). The latter didn't faze him at all...seemed like he wanted and expected it, hence the empty bucket. By the end I had teared up so much and covered in so much spit my vision was almost blurry, at which point he took out a funnel, placed it in my mouth with the gag (so I couldn't close it) and took a long piss, which he forced me to drink every drop off. When it finally ended I was really dazed, my stomach and body definitely in a weird place (from the heaving and puking) and exhausted. Ultimately it was incredibly hot to serve a guy like him, but just really an intense experience.

I also have thousands of porn vids on my drive and on xvideo, bareback bastards. What I like about bareback bastards is that vids with condoms are not allowed. Raw is law. I love raw. I love sperm and I love it to be bred

Honestly, for me, even then I kind of discourage it because I'm a chastity bottom, and I'm actively trying to not have my cock used, I want my arousal to come fully from my holes. But generally speaking, point well taken

Same here.

There is a specific viral load test that is carried out for pox guys by our health professionals to measure how much of the virus is in each millilitre of blood. That’s more accurate but if one doesn’t have antibodies, it’s very much the case that one is HIV negative.

I am one-finger tight, but can take a pounding. I also have excellent muscle control. The beauty of being able to drain loads fast is that you can take more loads in a night.

Very hot. I haven’t dabbled in chems but stories like this definitely build my urge.

White Label definitely gets me soft and turns me into a cunt. 🥀

Yep

Depends on my mood, but typically daddy son, cum dump, raw twink, internal creampie, raw bottom for group, gay siblings, gay identical twins, losing virginity, gay D/s, sucking off younger neighbor/nephew, JO in public, eating their own cum, and a few I can’t mention.

I have a tight hole. When I don’t feel ready or comfortable for what ever reason-know how to keep my hole shut like a hard clam. Sometime I do feel guilty of having a tight hole. I don’t want a loose hole. But rather a hole that can be manageable to take cock for often with ease.

Hell yeah, raw is law and must result in breeding.

What an amazing story, I'd love to be Peter. Can't wait to see where this goes.

Chapter 3 – Cloud City Brad walked out to the living room and sat down on the couch. He looked up and noticed there was porn playing on the big screen tv. He was a bit transfixed because the video looked homemade. Brad loved the amateur homemade stuff over studio. His dick throbbed in its fabric cage. Tom walked in from the kitchen with some items on a small tray. He handed his son his gatorade again and told him to take a few gulps. Brad took the drink and obeyed. He noticed a strange taste and turned to his father. Before he could get anything out of his mouth, Tom explained that he added something to help him relax. Not to worry. T: Just a little something to relax and calm your nerves. This weekend is special after all. Tom reached down at the tray and pulled up a pipe loaded with white crystals in the bulb. He picked up a lighter and flicked it on. He melted the crystals and let the bulb collect whisps of white cloud. He sucked the air in and held it. A moment later he released a big white cloud and looked over at his son. T: Do you know what this is? B: umm, yeah. I know I really should have told you before that I’ve tried Tina before. But only once and I got the greatest head. T: oh really, then show me how you think it’s done then Tom handed the pipe and lighter to Brad. The young man put it to his mouth, flicked the lighter, and blew up a small cloud. T: That’s good for a beginner. Go ahead and take another. Brad loved the encouragement and puffed out 3 back to back hits; each one producing a bigger cloud that the previous. B: wow, it is supposed to feel like this? T: oh yeah, it’s working alright. Why don’t you take that shirt and shorts off and get more comfortable. Let me see that jock strap you think I don’t know about, hehe. Brad took another gulp of gatorade and stood up. He stripped for his dad. He didn’t know why he was feeling so nervous about it. Walking around in their underwear or naked out of the shower was common place in their house. He had seen his father and his father had seen him naked loads of times. Yet there he stood, blushing and feeling hot. T: Turn around and show me that perfectly framed ass of yours. Brad obeyed without protest. He liked that he was being checked out. It made his dick throb. At this point, he was barely contained in the underwear. Tom stood up and gave Brad a smack on his right ass cheek. T: oh nice, bounces just right. Tom told his son to stay with his back to him. He stripped off the shirt and shorts he was wearing. He stood there in only his boxers. Tom told Brad to turn around and come over to him. They stood face to face close enough for their underwear tents to touch ever so slightly. Tom reached down and refilled the pipe. T: Here, since you’re a man now, smoke like a man. Finish this bowl and I wanna see cloud city. Brad blew cloud after cloud until the bowl was empty. He was really feeling good. Like his skin was emanating heat and he began to have a hunger awaken. He knew he needed some cock and needed it now. He began to stare directly at his father’s tenting dick. Tom noticed this and grinned. T: come over here and get on your knees. Brad walked over and got into position before his father. T: Pull my boxers off. With your mouth. His son grabbed the fabric with his teeth and pulled down. He looked up as his father’s dick sprang to life in all it’s glory. He stayed there on his knees waiting for his next instructions. Tom refilled the pipe and blew a cloud out down in his son’s face. He handed the pipe down to him. T: take a hit and hold it until i tell you to blow it out. Brad obeyed. Flick. Flick. He held the hit in until he thought he was gonna pass out. T: okay, now blow it out on my head. Brad blew out and his mouth gently brushed his father’s tip. T: Again. Again, the son sucked in and waited. Upon command, he blew it out again on his father’s tip. This time he closed his mouth over the head and began to suckle on it. This made Tom’s dick throb up and down in the boy’s mouth. Tom pushed his dick deeper into the boy’s mouth. Inch by inch disappeared into the hungry mouth. Brad only had a few experiences sucking dick before but was taking to it like a pro. His body was on fire and he knew dick was the only solution for the hunger. He bottoms out, taking all 7 inches of his dad’s dick. Tom had both his hands on the boy’s head, trying to get his dick deeper in the throat. Flick. Flick. The lighter is heard. White cloud fills the air. An unfamiliar voice bellows deeply over the sound of the background porn. Will: oh wow, well this is a pretty sight indeed T: Nice timing Will. This here is Brad. He’s our newbie for the weekend. Chapter 4 – Who’s In Charge? Brad stood up and tried to get a good look at this new man in the room. Unlike him and his father who were white, this was a masculine black man. He was standing there with the pipe in his hand. Will was already naked and showing off his 8.5 inches sticking straight out from his body. Again, this was something new to the young man. Up until now the only real dicks he had seen were smaller than his own (7.5 inches) and curved upward slightly (like his father and himself). Brad loved how different this was to his own body. Will just stood there taking hit after hit. When he finally passed the pipe to Brad, there was enough for one final hit before reloading. Will gave an evil grin at the boy. This made Brad’s dick throb. He (Brad) was in trouble and he knew it. W: Take that hit and blow it on my head. Brad turned to his father. Tom nodded in approval. Flick. Flick. The sounds of air being sucked up. Brad knelt before this new man and put his lips on the head. He opened his mouth to blow out and Will shoved his whole dick right in his mouth. Will put his hands on the boy’s head and held him in place. After what felt like an eternity, he let Brad go and let him breath. Tom reached down to the tray and picked up a bottle. From behind Brad, he reaches around and raises the bottle to his nostril. T: Breath in heavily and hold it. Tom closes the left nostril while the bottle was under the right. Brad inhales and holds it, and releases. Tom switches sides and another inhale from the other nostril. Brad lets out and is flying high. He melts down on the black dick and takes it in his throat like nothing. Will drives his cock in the boy’s throat, trying to get deeper each thrust. W: Yeah, take it baby. Your mouth feels so good. I like that jockstrap. Get on the couch and show off that ass for me. Brad gets up on the couch on his knees and bends over the top of the couch. His ass is exposed and it thrills him. W: Hey Tom, open up that hole a bit for me. Tom gets behind his son and with a hand on each cheek, spreads open, showing off that marvelous pink hole. Tom dives right in with his tongue. Brad moans out loud. He’s never felt this sensation before. His hole is being eaten like it was someone’s last meal. Brad squirms in pleasure. W: Okay move over, let me have a taste. Will pushes Tom aside and he gets his tongue in the pink hole. Up and down. Up and down. Circle left. Circle right. Side to side. The hole was opening up, letting the man in deeper. W: Okay Tom, time to bump him. Pick out a good size piece. Tom was at the tray opening a baggie with crystals. He found the biggest shard and walked up behind the quivering hole. He pushed in his index finger and pulled out. Tom spits on the hole and pushes his finger back in. He pulls out. Then he pushes in the shard as deep as he can, leaving his finger in the hold in place until it dissolves. This new burning alarms Brad but he is calmed by Will’s hands on his back. The burning subsides but the hunger inside of him intensified. He was now pushing back on the finger. Tom added a second finger to the hole. The bitch moaned. A third finger stretched the hole a big more. Still the boy was pushing back on the fingers, fucking himself on them. Tom pulled his fingers out and rubbed the boy’s ass and down to his balls. T: Okay, I think he is ready. W: No, I say when he is ready. T: We don’t wanna go overboard. W: I saw when he is ready. The boy might be listening to you right now. But never forget, you take orders from me bitch. Brad was flying high but overheard the conversation. He now knew who was really in charge. He knew Will was the one to keep happy over his father. W: So get him ready. It’s in the bag. Tom grabbed the bag on the floor and grabbed his son by the wrist. They walked back to the boy’s room and into the bathroom. He pulled the boy’s jockstrap off. T: you do not need that anymore son. Okay I know you are almost completely smooth already but Master Will likes his boys smooth. Lets get into the shower and clean you up. Tom picked up an enema bottle and walked the boy into the warm water. He lathers up his son and starts to shave off his body hair. Gone is the underarm hair, gone is the tiny happy trail under his belly button, and gone is the trimmed hair above his dick. Smooth as the day he was born. While on his knees in front on his son, the temptation gives way and Tom swallows his son’s hard dick. He bobs his head up and down a few times and then regains his composure. He backs away from his son’s dick. He orders his son to bend over and expose his hole. Brad complies and the enema bottle is inserted into the boy’s hole. T: hold it in as long as you can before letting it go. It will make you feel nice and full. Tom pushes the bottle and the liquid pushes forward into the boy. B: OMG, what is this feeling? T: That’s a bottle of chem piss that you are absorbing into your hole. You thought you were flying high before. Brad finally releases the chem piss and feels like he is in overdrive. He rises off and his dad has to help him walk out of the shower. Tom dries his son off and steps back. His son so so fucking high he can’t even stand still. He is off balance and needs assistance to their destination. Instead of returning to the living room, they turn to the master bedroom. Tom plops the “higher than a kite” boy on the edge of the bed. T: lay on your back and grab your ankles. Stay this way until we tell you to change positions. W: What a beautiful sight. Young man showing off his hole, inviting it to be wrecked. Has he been fucked before? Boy! Have you ever been fucked before? Brad tried to speak but only jumbles came out. Like a weak moan. He nodded left to right. T: No, a total virgin. This will be so much fun watching you pop his cherry. If only he wasn’t my son… W: So what, so what if he is your son. You’re gonna pop him. T: But he’s my son. That’s why I called you over because I can’t. W: Imma get another taste and then I'm gonna watch you pop him like the fucked up dad you are. Will bent down and lunged his tongue into the boy’s hole. The boy squirmed in delight and let out muffled moans in place of words. After ravaging the hole for a few minutes, Will pulls away but stays between the boy’s legs. He reaches up to the boy’s ear and whispers: W: you feeling good? Yeah, really good huh? You want to feel even better though don’t you? Yeah, I know what you need. More Tina for the cherry poppin. Will reaches his fingers back down to the boy’s hole and shoves another shard up the wet hole. The boy bucks a bit but gives in to the burning and starts fucking himself on the fingers. W: Haha, yeah he’s ready alright. Tom fuck him. Fuck him now. Will backs away from the boy as he is replaced by Tom. Tom is torn between following his master’s orders and the innocence of his son? His hard dick betrays him and touches the boy’s quivering hole. The boy, still holding his ankles, pushes back down toward him and the tip slides in.

Hey guys. I really appreciate all the comments and reactions. Part 1 was originally meant to set the stage for the real story and be some background material, but it ended up growing into a full chapter on its own. I’ll be adding a few more chapters about how Luke and Alex got to where they are now. Hope you enjoy. New Beginning Part 2 For the rest of senior year, even the everyday stuff felt special. We’d already sent in our applications to our top schools, and tried to hold onto every moment before life took us in separate directions. College and the future were coming up fast, but for now, we were just making the most of it. We said we'd stay in touch, but deep down, we knew things wouldn't stay the same. After high school, Alex and I ended up on opposite coasts, and that's where I found myself getting into some pretty wild stuff. I'd go online, fall down rabbit holes, and just keep spiraling deeper and deeper. I found a couple of fetish sites and signed on with a username that I felt fit this part of me. I’d just browse and jack off, never thinking I’d have the nerve to go through with anything. My friends wouldn’t get it, so I kept it to myself. Yeah, I was out, but all they saw was a jock having the time of his life and easily getting laid. There was no way I’d ever let them find what I was getting into. Once I hit 21, things changed. I’d hit the bars, both gay and straight, with my friends. If none of the guys caught my interest, I'd say I had plans to meet up with a guy and make my way to the one bar in town that had more of what I was looking for. It wasn’t a leather bar or anything, but it had the right vibe. And being a college town, I was fresh meat and attracted older guys. I admit it, I was into older guys even back then. I was getting fucked by guys of all ages, from ones in their 20’s to the oldest one, who was pushing 70. Back then, I was scared my friends would find out and start talking. All through college, I kept my two lives separate and made sure they never mixed. After graduating, I was still trying to figure things out when Jack came into the picture. I’d had a rough week and decided to hit the bar right after work. At first, I didn’t notice him. Then next thing I knew, the bartender passed me another drink and nodded towards the guy down the bar. “From him,” he grinned. It threw me off since all I really wanted was a drink. "Hey, tha..." I started but cut myself off as soon as I saw him. Fuck, he was totally my type, silver fox, bearded, late 40s-early 50s. Somehow though, I was nervous, and I guess it was showing. “You’re welcome,” he smiled, walking over to me, “I’m Jack.” “Luke,” I told him, lifting the glass, “Thanks for the drink.” "No problem. Figured you could use another," he said with an easy grin, taking a sip of his own. “That obvious, huh?” I sighed, taking a large gulp. He sat there, looking right into my eyes, “Yep, it is.” Fuck! Hearing him say ‘yep’ really hit me at that moment. I’d recently been thinking about Alex and grew quiet. It’d been a while since we’d talked or even texted. I had no clue where he was living, and he didn’t know where I was either. I just figured he was busy living his life and maybe met someone along the way. After all, we were never a really an official couple, more like best friends with benefits. "Hey, you good?" he asked, his tone easy and natural, like he actually meant it, not just making conversation. “Yeah. I’m ok, thanks,” I smiled, trying to snap out of it, and finished off my drink. He caught the bartender’s attention for two more drinks, and we started chatting about random crap. I never really shared much about my life with guys at bars, and that night was no different. The longer we talked, the more I loosened up, my worries faded away and gave him my full attention. A few drinks later, blowing off some steam seemed like the obvious move. He’d smile, keeping an easy, steady eye contact, but didn’t seem interested. By now, the bar was packed, making it harder to keep the conversation going and an awkward silence settled in. “Well, good talking to you, Luke,” he smiled and stood up, signaling for the tab. “Don’t worry, boy, I got it.” I hesitated for a second, thrown off, watching him walk away. “Uh, yeah… thanks.” Taking a few steps towards the door, he stopped. "Come on, boy. Gotta catch the ferry home." “Yes, Sir,” I said, jumping up and gulping down the last of my drink and followed him out and into the waiting taxi. I sat down, surprised at myself calling him ‘Sir.’ I’d never done that with a guy I hooked up with before. Grabbing my hand, he put it on his crotch and smiled. “You realize you just called me ‘Sir’?” “Yes, Sir. I don’t know what came over me.” Squeezing my hand to let me feel his bulge, he growled, “Yeah, boy, you do.” I heard a snicker and glanced up to see the driver shooting me a quick look in the rearview mirror as we pulled away. We were on the way to the ferry terminal and settled into a comfortable silence. On boarding, he led me directly to the bow of the upper deck. We stood there looking at the distant lights of the island, me at the railing and him against my ass. That’s when I heard one long blast of the horn. Laughing, Jack turned around and waved up to the bridge. “The captain’s a buddy of mine. Whenever he sees me bringing someone back, he gives me an extra-long one,” he chuckled, wrapping his coat around me, and pulled me closer. “What’re you thinking?” I moved my hands behind my back, cupped his bulge, and let out a sigh, “Fucking love it.” “The view?” he laughed, gripping my hand, “Or my cock?” “Both,” I laughed, feeling comfortable being there with him as the other passengers came and went. Finally at his place, he led me into the dimly lit living room. “Go on. There’s a great view of the city from over there. I’ve got a couple of things to do,” he said, pointing me towards the wall of glass leading out to the deck. I stood there, taking in the glow of the city lights, thinking about my life and wishing for something more. “Whadda ya think?” he said, returning to the room. “Nice,” I answered, turning away, and got my wish. Jack stood there, his thick booted legs spread, hands behind his back as the moonlight highlighted his muscles. His furry pecs were surrounded by a black harness, with a thick barbell in each nipple. And his cock, shit! It wasn’t the biggest I’d ever seen but it was nice and thick with a large mushroom tip. It was calling to me. “Strip, boy,” he ordered, “Show me what you got.” I quickly tossed off my shirt and threw it on the floor beside me. Unbuttoning my jeans, I saw his expression turn. “You raised in a fucking barn, boy?” he snapped, “Fold ‘em and put them in hallway by the door.” Apologizing, I stripped and put my folded clothes where he told me. Coming back into the middle of the living room, I stood there, legs slightly spread, as he walked around me. “Nice, you always keep it like this?” he smiled, running his hand over my shaved body. But before I could answer, he tossed me a jockstrap. Picking it up, I felt the dried cum soaked into the mesh, and looked up. "What's wrong? You really thought I had a stash for guests?” he chuckled, “Nah, that's one of mine. It’s what I expect my boys to wear. Understood?" “Yes, Sir,” I moaned as the stink of cock and stale piss hit me. I lifted it to my nose and inhaled. The funk filled my lungs with an unexpected buzz, and I slipped it over my thighs and adjusted myself, feeling the stiffness of the stretched-out mesh surrounding my junk. Stepping closer, “I got no need for that,” he chuckled, patting my bulge, and stepped back. He just stood there looking at me. Finally, he seemed satisfied. Staring down at his cock, he smiled. “Now.” That was my cue. I dropped to my knees at his feet to suck his cock. “Good boy,” he growled, slipping a collar around my neck and secured it. “You’re gonna do just fine.” Closing my eyes, I started moaning, feeling the tightness of the leather around my neck, as I sealed my lips around his cock. “Just fucking do it, boy!” he barked, taking hold of my ears, and pulled me into his hairy crotch. I could feel every inch of him sliding over my tongue and down my throat ‘til I could smell his musk. “That’s it, that’s a good boy. Breathe it in,” he sighed, clipping a leash on my collar. “Get used to it... to all of this.” I stayed like that, focusing on his scent, my throat surrounding his shaft. I could feel the weight of the cold chain across my back and spread my legs to adjust my stance. And for a second, I shivered, feeling the links slide down against the entrance to my hole. “Look at me, boy,” he murmured, “Suck my cock.” I opened my eyes, grabbed onto his hips, and pulled back, tightening my lips around his shaft. Down I went, starting to suck on him, my head twisting back and forth, shoving it down my throat as far I could before coming up and wrapping my tongue around the tip again. “Fucking cocksucker,” he moaned, “You know that’s going up your hole, right?” “Yes, Sir,” I mumbled, releasing his cock before taking it down my throat again. “That’s right, boy. It’s gonna fill you up,” he told me, grabbing my cheeks and stroking me gently. He was driving me crazy. One minute, he was treating me like a piece of meat and the next, he was tender. I’d never been treated like this and it just made me want him more. I kept looking up at him, watching his black eyes boring into me. It was as if he was looking at the real me. Then, recognizing my total submission, he grunted, “Don’t forget my balls.” That’s when I went town, lapping at his ball sac, and started slipping them, one at a time, into my mouth and rolling them over my tongue. “Easy, boy. Not yet,” he moaned, pushing me back, and turned around. “Yes, Sir,” I moaned and started licking and biting on his muscular ass. Grabbing his asscheeks, I spread them and buried my face. “Goddamn pig,” he groaned, pulling me to a chair, sitting down, and lifting his legs to give me full access. I started tonguing his hole. “Yeah, you dirty little fucker. Eat my ass, pigboy.” His words just made me want to prove I’d do whatever he wanted. Working the tip of my tongue into him, I went deeper, eating him out. “Shit, yeah. I knew it the first time I saw you. Fucking everyday jock to the world. But a fucking pig when I bring you home.” “Yesss, Ssssirrrr,” I moaned, sitting back, “Fucking pig.” It was true. I wanted this. No need to deny it. I sat back, watching his slick cock shining with my spit, and with a moan, I grabbed it and started lapping up the precum oozing from his open piss slit. I felt his body tense, ready to release his load. “Goddammit,” he barked, shoving me back, and stood up. “What the fuck did I tell you?!” “Sorry, Sir,” I whimpered, afraid I’d fucked things up. Seeing the look on my face, he relaxed. “What’s the matter, boy?” he smiled, slapping his cock against my cheeks, “You missing my cock already?” “Fuck, yeah,” I moaned, having had a taste of him, “Please.” "That's what I'm talking about," he nodded, grabbing my shoulders, and pushed me down onto all fours. I knew what he was after and arched my back, exposing my hole. Moving behind me, he leaned down, wrapping the chain around his hand to move it out of the way. “That’s it. That's what I need,” he growled, pressing his finger against my hole. “Fuck me,” I kept begging and whimpering. Feeling his finger opening me up, I moaned as he gently nudged it in. I pushed back and a second finger went in. I felt the third and steadied myself as he kept working his fingers in and out of me. I closed my eyes to concentrate on the feeling. I was fucking loving it, but then, I felt him pull out and a feeling of emptiness came over me. Before I could do anything, the smell of sex hit me. I blinked open my eyes to see him standing there, holding his hand up to my lips. “Shit yeah!” I gasped at the slime and took a finger into my mouth. “Like I said,” he murmured, “A fucking pig.” I started sucking on them, one at a time, ‘til they were clean. And without another word, he pulled me by my leash and led me into his bedroom. “Got something for you, hop on,” he told me, nodding to the bed. Jumping on the bed, he put a mirror with a cut plastic straw, and a couple of thick lines of white crystals in front of me. I was trying to figure out if it was coke or tina, but before I could even ask, he gave me the answer. “Tina, boy. Most boys these days don’t know the feeling of the burn,” he chuckled, “Have some, it’ll help you figure things out.” “Yes, Sir,” I moaned, leaning down, and snorted both. “Fuck, that’s beautiful,” he growled, seeing my ass up and exposed, doing the lines. Feeling the burn in my nostrils, I sat up and held them, enjoying the first signs of the rush. “Feels good, doesn’t it?” he laughed, doing a line. “Shit yeah,” I groaned, feeling him push me down, and worked a massive amount of lube into my hole. Next thing I know, I’m feeling something big pushing at my hole. There was no way it was his cock. Realizing it was a dildo, I dropped down on my elbows to take it. The tina was kicking in, but I didn’t think I could. “Here, boy,” he chuckled, tossing a brown bottle at me. “It’s fresh. But give me some, first.” Feeling him over my shoulder, I grabbed the cold bottle, unscrewed the lid, and lifted it to his nose. He took a couple of long hits and then I started inhaling. “Shit!” he growled, seeing me keeping up the hits. “Fuck!” I moaned in a poppered haze, “Shit! Now!” Grabbing me in a chokehold, he grunted, “Good boy, swallow it,” forcing the dildo past the opening. “GODDAMN SHIT!” I screamed, finally feeling it sliding in, and fell onto my elbows. “That’s it,” he whispered, “Take it, boy.” It was huge, and I hadn’t had anything even close to that big since Alex, “I can’t.” "Yeah, you can," Jack snickered, dumping a heap of tina onto the mirror and sliding it my way, “Here.” I knew I was gonna need it and inhaled the whole mound. I stayed ass up, down on my elbows, until it hit me. “Fuck, Shit!” I growled, feeling my hole starting to relax. “Give it to me, Sir. I can do it!” “That’s what I like to hear, a boy who’s all in. Took you fucking long enough in the bar to show me,” he snarled, starting to fuck me with the dildo. “Yes, Sir. I fucking wanted it but wasn’t sure you...” I gasped, feeling it sliding over my spot. “OH, God!” “That’s ‘cause you’ve got a lot to learn, boy. And you want to learn, right?” “Yes, Sir. Fucking teach me,” I begged, pushing back. “I’m not gonna teach you, boy. I’m gonna fucking train you.” “Shit yeah, please!” I yelped, “Train me!” Suddenly, I felt the dildo pulled out of me and whimpered. “What’s the matter, boy? Feeling empty?” he teased me, holding the dildo to my face. I just knelt there, looking the slimy dildo. “Yeaaah,” I moaned and started licking at the black silicone shaft in front of me, tasting my ass juices on it. “Fuckin got you now, boy,” he snarled, watching me let go of any inhibitions I had left. “I’ve seen you in the bar, thinking you were hot shit and could get any guy you wanted. But I saw the real you, this one here.” “Fuck, Sir,” I moaned, listening to everything he told me. Sitting back, he watched me, more so was studying me. I was spun and found myself rambling about all the stuff I was jacking off to, none of it phasing him. “Boy, you are one fucking twisted sonofabitch,” he chuckled, pushing me onto my back and spreading my legs. With nothing but a grunt, he shoved his cock into my gaped hole and started fucking me. “Tighten up,” he snapped, “I want to feel what I’m fucking.” I tried to concentrate but was having a hard time gripping his cock. “Harder!” he shouted, grabbing onto my nipples with his fingernails. “FUCK!” I yelled, feeling the pain and clenched down on his cock. “Good boy,” he laughed, “Those tits of yours are gonna come in handy.” And with that, my breeding started. His thrusts pushed me forward, pounding me harder and harder, deeper and deeper. I could hear his breath coming in sharp bursts as he buried himself in me. Grabbing my hips, his pace increased as I tensed up. “Shit!” I cried out, feeling his shaft hitting my spot and my cock exploded, spurting out a 3-day load into my pouch. “Goddamn, boy,” he grunted, feeling my hole pulsing on his cock, but he didn’t stop, “Remember how it feels, and you’ll be coming back for more.” He kept on, slamming into me and I was fucking loving it. It was as if he wasn’t going to be satisfied with just getting into my head, he wanted to be completely inside me. Then, I could feel it, his body going rigid. “Oh fuck, boy, take Daddy’s load,” he grunted, spewing his load into me, and fell on top of me. I just laid there, feeling his sweat dripping down. I could feel every drop running over my skin. After a few minutes, he rolled off me and waved his cock at me. Somehow, I knew what I needed to do. “Yes, Daddy,” I moaned, scrambling to cleaned him off. Afterwards, I just laid my head on his thighs as he ran his hands over my smooth body. “I like it. Make sure you keep it up.” “Yes, Daddy,” I sighed, taking his softening cock into my mouth. The next day, I was ready to head home. Dropping me off at the terminal, he gave me his number. Even after everything that happened, I had some doubts and was a bit standoffish and I’m sure he knew it. I was used to one-night stands and never bothered to give a guy my number. I always made the decision whether or not there’d be a repeat, so, I just stuck it in my pocket.

I fucking love the smell of stale piss. I miss when you could tell how cruisy a bathroom is based on how much it smelled (the only people that linger in a stinking bathroom are the ones looking for dick). Its also one of the smell I associate with homeless guys and why they turn me on so much!

Part 6 The ride to Steamworks was a blur. I saw buildings but didn't really notice them either. I was so horny. I needed anonymous raw tops to breed me. I needed another booTy bump. I needed to lose myself. I needed to give my fuckholes to anyone that wanted it. Before I knew it, the Uber stopped. I tipped the driver and headed in. There was a line to get in. I was worried that I might not get a room. When it was my turn, I was relieved that there were still rooms available. I got my key and towel and headed in. I wandered the halls looking for my room and was happy to see that it was busy. There were men of all different types walking around. Finally, I found my room and went in. I immediately stripped down to my jock and hit the poppers. I decided to hold off on the party favors for now and put them on the side table. I grabbed my poppers, lube, and key and headed out to explore. As I walked the halls, I could hear fucking and moaning coming from everywhere. I peeked into open rooms and found a lot of bottoms in breeding position. Outside one room, there was a crowd gathered. I stopped and looked. There was a bottom getting fucked by a top. The bottom was ass up head down and the top had a firm grip on his hips and was fucking him steadily. The bottom looked very young while the top was middle-aged. On the top's left shoulder was a biohazard symbol. As they continued to fuck, I looked and saw a condom wrapper on the floor. The top started to fuck harder then he pushed in hard. "I'm coming!" He held firm for a minute and pulled out. He was wearing the condom but it looked like it broke. He pulled it off. "Sorry slut. Looks like the condom broke. Looks like I came in you." The bottom spun around with a panicked look on his face. "Oh my god! How could the condom break? I only play safe! I am negative. Are you clean?" The top started to back away. "Don't worry, slut. I'm clean. Enjoy your first time at the bathhouse." The top backed out of the room. I presume he didn't want the bottom to see the biohazard symbol. As he got to the door, he quickly turned and walked away. As he got next to me, I spoke to the top. "Lucky bottom. Hope he welcomes your gift." The top gave me an evil smile. "I'm sure. I'll be around and ready to give more later if you want it too." "For sure, Sir. I would gladly welcome it." With that, he walked away. Another top had entered the bottom's room. I could see the condom on his cock. The bottom had calmed down and was back in position. I could see the top stroking his condom-covered cock. Just as he began to push into the boy's ass, I could see the top pull on the condom and I could see his cockhead break through. He slid into the boy's unsuspecting ass in one stroke. I smiled and walked away knowing the boy was going to have an amazing first night at the bathhouse. I continued through the halls and ended up in the shower area. There as a guy standing in the shower area without the water running. He was stroking his cock. I walked over to him and he turned to face me. I immediately knelt in front of him. He stepped forward and placed his cock in my face. I opened my mouth and took his hard cock in my mouth and started to suck. He put his hands on both sides of my head and started to fuck my face. After several thrusts, he pulled back a little but kept his cock head in my mouth. "Swallow my piss." I kept my mouth locked around his cock and felt him starting to pee. I swallowed as fast as I could as he continued to fill my mouth with his hot piss. Once he was done peeing, he backed away. "Thanks slut." He walked away. I got up and continued to explore. I walked the halls and checked out the various rooms. I entered the dark room and saw a bottom getting bred on the fuckbench. I watched a while and then continued to wander. Down one of the halls, I saw a rough looking guy standing against the wall. He saw me coming his way and I could see his eyes checking me out. I returned the gaze. He was about six feet tall, stocky with a nice combination of chubbiness and muscle on his tanned body. His hair was cropped short and he had tattoos on his arms and chest. He was wearing a towel around his waist. As I approached, I could see a bulge starting to grow which caused my heart to beat faster. I slowed down and stopped next to him. "Hello Sir" I croaked. "Hello boy. What are you looking for tonight?" "I am a sub bottom that is here to be used by any top that wants to use me." "Limits?" "No blood, scat, or condoms." "Works for me. Got a room?" "Yes Sir." "Good. Lead on." My heart was pounding as I tried to remember where my room was located. I found my way back to my room and anxiously opened the door. I stepped into the room and he followed behind me and closed the door. I immediately turned and knelt before him. He dropped the towel and his hard cock sprang up in front of my face. It was about 7 inches and moderately thick. I opened my mouth and moved closer and took his hard cock into my mouth. His cock felt like a molten rod as it moved over my tongue. I continued to go deeper on his cock until I began to feel like I needed to gag. I kept his cock in place and held back from gagging. He sensed my apprehension and put his hands on both sides of my head. He slowly pulled my head deeper on his cock. I relaxed and accepted his cock deeper until my mouth made it all the way down to his cock ring. He held my head still as his cock continued to grow and swell. He pulled his cock out of my mouth. "Get on the bed. Head down. Ass up." "Yes Sir." I turned around and climbed on the bed into position. I felt him come up behind me and felt his cock at my hole. He rubbed it through the crack and he pulled back a little. I heard the lube bottle get opened and heard his cock getting lubricated. I opened the poppers and took a deep inhale in each nostril and held it. "What do we have here? Party favors? Do you party, slut?" "Yes Sir. I sometimes do booTy bumps." I heard some rustling behind me and then felt his finger push into my fuckhole. "Good. Let's see how you do with the shard I just put in there." I started to feel that craving again. I needed to get bred. I felt his cock sliding through my crack and then it was at my entrance. I hit the poppers in each nostril again as he pushed his cock into me. I exhaled and moaned. His cock was the perfect length and girth. "Oh my god. Thank you, Sir." "You're welcome, slut. I love the feeling of your fuckhole. It seems like it really needs my cock." "It does, Sir." He started to slowly fuck me. It felt like electricity was shooting through my body as he hit my prostate with each stroke. "I don't see a biohazard tattoo on you anywhere, slut. Are you poz?" "Not the last time I was tested even though I have taken a lot of poz loads this week in my fertile fuckhole." "Not on prep?" "No Sir. Never been on prep." I felt his cock swell. He started to pick up the pace. "So you are a fertile sub party slut. I like that. We are going to have fun." He grabbed my hips firmly and started to pick up the pace. I moaned in total ecstasy as he continued to fuck me. He grabbed me by my hair and pulled my head back. He released my hair and grabbed my shoulders and fucked harder. Then, he let go of my shoulders and wrapped his hands around my throat. I smiled. "Yes Sir. Fuck me. Breed me. Knock me up." He tightened his hands around my throat and started to fuck even harder. I grabbed my poppers and held them under my nostril. I inhaled in my left nostril and he tightened his grip and cut off my oxygen. He started fucking harder. He started to slow down and relaxed his grip. I exhaled and immediately inhaled the poppers again. Again, he tightened his grip and cut off my oxygen again. Over and over, we repeated this process. I was getting higher each time I inhaled. Finally, he squeezed very tightly and slammed hard into me. Spurt. Spurt. Spurt. Spurt. Spurt. Then, he released his grip around my throat and I gasped for air. I took several breaths trying to catch my breath. "Thank you, Sir." "Thank you, slut. You are such a good fuckhole. I am definitely not done with you. Do you have a place where we can continue to play?" "Yes Sir. I am staying at a hotel." He pulled his softening cock out of me. "OK. Good. Get dressed. We are going to your place. Call and Uber and meet me outside." He opened the door and walked out. I ordered an Uber and struggled to get dressed. Once I was done, I headed down to the front desk and checked out. I walked outside to wait for the Uber. Within a few minutes, two men walked out and joined me. One was the man that just bred me and the other was the guy with the biohazard tattoo on his shoulder that was breeding the boy earlier. "Hey Joe. This is the bottom that I just bred. We're heading to his hotel to continue the party. Interested?" "I remember him. He was the guy that liked me stealthing that boy earlier. Hell yeah. I am interested." Moments later, the Uber arrived. We all climbed in and headed to my hotel.

Oh fuck yes love a seedy bathroom that jus reeks of piss

“You alright in there hun?” my wife called out from the corridor. “Yeah” I managed to holler back, between the groans and the panting. “Big one” I eventually added. I heard her laugh out loud, before she presumably made her way down the stairs to get ready for the weekend away with her sister. I, meanwhile, did everything I could to not collapse onto my front as the man she’d picked out for me on Grindr tore my arse in two with his raw horse cock. For the many men who have drunkenly sobbed while admitting their sexuality to their wives, there would be something you might call an ‘aftermath’. Separation, divorce, having to build a new life from scratch, and so on. They would have some internal peace and freedom, but also the challenge of setting out to find a place for themselves in a world of which they probably knew and understood little. For those in their late 40s, this world may have seemed to have already passed them by, with its focus on youth and beauty. In my case things were a little different. It was bisexuality that I revealed to my wife, a few days after our youngest son had been dropped off at university for the start of his first year, leaving us for the first time with an empty nest. She held me tight as years of pent-up emotions flowed out of me, and she proved to be astute enough to recognise that I was really telling her I was gay. She had sort of guessed I might be at some point in the marriage, but so good a father and husband was I that she let it be until the day it would need dealing with. A week with no offspring to focus on had caused that day to come, and with a bottle of Rioja serving as the catalyst, the fragile walls finally fell. This night of revelation did not, however, come with the dissolution of our marriage. At that point I somehow still believed I wanted to be with her, and that I just needed to get out of me the truth about the unrequited urges I had experienced all of my life. She seemed to know better than me, and immediately began to hatch a plan to help me realise who I actually was. We truly loved each other, and the heroine that she is, she knew that the most loving thing she could now do for me was to help me find a path to being fulfilled and happy. It took a while, but as she sensed me becoming more comfortable with myself now that some version of the truth was out, she eventually suggested that we could bring another man into the bedroom for a night so that I could try things out without it being cheating. I was initially horrified, but could not get the idea out of my mind and soon let her know I was up for it. She organised everything, and throughout the evening we spent with the handsome man she’d contacted, she really knew how to get me to quell my nerves and enjoy it. That first evening I only really explored his body, the experience of touching his naked flesh and grasping his erect cock being enough to take me over the edge. However, as these threeways became more regular, I got bolder and more confident, until eventually I was to be found gripping my wife’s hand tightly as I was fucked for the first time. Within just three weeks of that, the sessions were no longer threeways (if they ever really were), with my wife getting whoever she had brought over settled in with me before making herself scarce. I found my true calling as an eager and hungry bottom, and in a short space of time added ‘cumdump’ to that description after a guy asked if he could do away with the condom. This development in my sex life was something I did not tell my wife about though. Had I done so I imagine I would soon have found myself on PrEP, which would have been sensible. There we go. This brings me back to the horse cock. It was huge, stretching me like nothing before, causing some pain, and yet I could have happily stayed on that thing all day. The guy was actually good for a second go after a bit of a rest, so by the time he left in the late afternoon I had two of his loads lodged deep inside me. By this point my wife was also gone, and would not be back until Monday lunchtime, and I had not actually made any other plans. There was half a bottle of wine left over from the night before that I decided to enjoy outside in the evening sunshine while I basked in the afterglow of the best sex of my life, inadvertently setting in motion the events that would finally land me right at the far end of the Kinseyian scale. My wife already knew I was there, and the next few hours would help me to understand it too. The wine lubricated my inhibitions, and the dull ache in my arse along with the knowledge there were loads in there just got me increasingly horny. However, with my wife away my mind started to turn to the sorts of videos I had been secretly watching on my phone of guys getting bred anonymously in woods, public toilets and other such places. Visions of these types of encounters occupied my mind as I found myself wandering to the corner shop to buy another bottle of wine, and it was while I was approaching the till that I just felt something snap in me. I put the wine back, picked up a couple of cans of premixed cocktails instead from the fridge, then grabbed a tub of Vaseline off the shelf. With the evening light fading, I headed out of the shop with my purchases and turned towards the country park near our house, making my way to the wooded area at the far side. I had always heard things about that place, and tonight I was going to find out for myself what it was all about. I stopped on the way at a bench, sitting down to open up one of the cocktails and ensure I maintained the buzz that was so emboldening me. I was probably on that bench for half an hour before I finally got back on with my quest, dropping the two empty cocktail cans into a litter bin I passed by en route. I really had no idea where specifically I was looking for, so ended up wandering aimlessly around in the trees for quite a while. Fortunately there was a nearly full moon and clear skies, so I was just about able to see where I was going. Eventually the flare of a cigarette being lit off to the side caught my attention, and I headed in that direction to see what I might find. There was a little clearing around a recently fallen tree, and there I found a couple of guys standing at the side smoking. They were watching me intently, but I decided to stop across from them for a moment. I gently leaned against a tree and looked over at them while they smoked, hoping I was sending the right signals. One of them eventually approached me slowly, looking me up and down in the dim light as he got closer. “Nice evening” he said. “Yeah” I replied, “it is.” “Good to be outside” he continued. “Yeah” I said again. “More free outside.” He smirked at me. “Is that so?” he asked. “So you looking for freedom?” “I’m looking for fun” I said, feeling a little bolder. “Great” he said, before gesturing towards the remaining stump of the tree at the edge of the clearing. “That’s where we tend to find freedom in these parts.” I took a deep breath, and then walked over to the stump. With my back still turned to the men, I took another deep breath and then pulled down my shorts to reveal my lack of underwear below. I then bent forward and waited. I never looked behind me at what followed, so I don’t know which of them it was who poked at my hole with his fingers, nor whether it was the same one who pressed his cock against my open hole and slid in as the first one of the night. I never saw who took me second, nor whether anyone else joined in who may have added the third or fourth loads to my hole. I just stayed there, bent over as I was fucked, my head a little light and my whole body on fire as I gave in to my true nature. I could happily have stayed there all night. But after four fucks it seemed to be over, so I stood up straight and pulled up my shorts before turning round. The same two men as before were there lighting up cigarettes, making me think it probably had just been them. “Want one?” offered the man who had spoken to me earlier, shaking the pack in my direction. I walked over to take one, despite not being a smoker, and it just so happened that the other one tapped on his phone at that point which caused both of their bare torsos to be lit up. The huge biohazard tattoos on their chests were unmissable, and I felt my stomach drop as I put the cigarette between my lips. I was not a smoker, but through the initial coughs, that cigarette was a godsend. Yet, I did none of the things someone should do in that situation. I did not leave. I did not go to A&E and seek PEP. I did not learn. No, I stuck around, smoked more of their cigarettes, and then bent back over the stump for another pair of loads from them. I came back the next night and took several more, including from another man who had joined in that evening whose status seemed pretty clear from the scorpions inked on his neck. In the week that followed my wife never asked any questions or batted an eyelid as I set out in running gear after dark on each and every night. She must have suspected that something had changed, and I was now going it alone. Maybe she knew the risks I was taking, maybe she didn’t, but it was never brought up. Then she was gone again for another weekend away that seemed to come out of nowhere, and I was free to do away with the exercise charade. I was free to spend longer out in the park without worrying about getting enough sleep for work. I was free to invite the two men back when it was clear that the heavens were about to open. I was free to spend all night face down or on my back on my marital bed as the pair of them used me nearly continuously. When the inevitable happened and I came down with the flu, my wife dutifully nursed me through the conversion. Apparently while out of it I had blurted out a slightly incoherent account of all that I had been up to, as she took me off to get tested once I was mostly recovered. Then we set about sorting out an amicable divorce so that she could have her freedom, as she had helped me to find mine. She’s now remarried to a great guy, and they’ve moved to a house on the coast to which I get invited for Christmas and other landmark family occasions. The kids sometimes come and stay with me at my apartment, but mostly I’m alone and able to pursue my own passions. Well, my one passion. I am an out-and-proud poz gay cumdump, living his best middle aged life. My hole rarely goes a day without being filled, and I am nearly always carrying around some remnant of a load. Whether it’s hookups at home via apps, visits to the local cruising bar that I deliberately moved close to, or many an al fresco adventure, I see plenty of action. I have even done some topping during med breaks, given how easy it is to find a handsome young man who wants what I can give while I give my body a break from the cocktail. This will all do for a while, before I maybe look for something more from someone. There’s many years of self-repression still to exorcise from the system, but I’m in excellent shape and still getting what I need wherever I can find it. Long may it last!

I run into this tattooed silver daddy semi-regularly at different bathhouses in Toronto. He spends a couple of hours playing around with different guys, but he always wants me to be the one to get him off at the end. He takes a long time to cum, but I find it's well worth all the effort because he shoots such a huge, thick load. I have to gulp at least five times to get it all. And I need to start gulping as soon as the first blast comes out, otherwise the next spurts would start overflowing from my mouth. After the big spurts he lets me keep sucking for a few more minutes to make sure I get every last drop. One time, we finished, then he said thanks and started walking away. And then he turned right around and said, "There's still more!" and stuck his cock back in my mouth. I really liked that because to me it says that he really gets how much I love swallowing all his cum, and it turns him on as well.

I always shoot big creamy loads, between 6 to 10 squirts depending how horny i am. It stick very well inside the holes i m shooting in

So I was 20 and vacationing in Provincetown for my first time. I certainly was no angel and had had plenty of sex before. In fact, I was a bottom extraordinaire. I could take big dick, I had been fisted, I was kinky – I loved dom/sub play and piss play and spanking, etc. I thought I could play with the big boys. I was pretty big myself. I mean, I was 6’, lean and muscular, thick 8” cock that I never used, and nice round bubble butt from playing soccer throughout middle school and high school. People said that I looked like Ashton Kutcher right down to my mop of hair. I was hoping for some hot guys to really work me over in Ptown. I had never expected him. It was late one night…I had already been out to whatever dance party had happened that night. After the bars closed at 1:00 A.M. (Massachusetts state law), and I had hung around outside of Spiritus Pizza. I didn’t eat any, of course. I mean, I had gone out already prepped to bottom hoping to be taken home and get my brains fucked out. I still held onto that hope and didn’t want greasy pizza fucking with my stomach. But no one that I was meeting or talking with was doing it for me. I contemplated hitting the Dick Dock –a place in Ptown where you go to have anonymous sex – but I didn’t have the courage. As much as that kind of dirty sex seemed hot, I didn’t want to catch anything. So I hung out with my friends for a little bit longer and then headed back to where I was staying. By now it was about 3:00 A.M. As I walked, I opened Scruff on my phone to take one last look around and that’s when I saw his pic. A tight torso in a leather harness giving the thumbs up with a goofy smirk on his face. A face that was rugged and cute all at the same time. His body was jock built – large pecs cut into his chest and eight lean ripped abs covered with a dusting of brown hair; thick biceps and cut triceps totally defined even just giving a thumbs up. My cock stirred in my shorts as I read his profile: P4N Age 38 Height 6’2” Weight 195 I’m the top, you’re the bottom, that’s the end of the discussion. If you say yes on here and show up, you take it the way I give it to you. It’s big and there will be no whining. If you tell me you say you’re into something, be into it cuz we will be doing it whether you chicken out or not. Be hot, be ready, and be real. Now don’t be a pussy and hit me up. I couldn’t type fast enough… Me: Hey sir, hot profile and pic. What’s going on? No response. I unlocked my pix, still no response. It had been almost 10 minutes, and I was almost home. Ugh, I wanted dick. I had almost given up, when there it was…1 message from P4N. P4N: tight hole? Me: Very tight. P4N: can it take 9? Me: Yessir, no problem. P4N: you have ff, piss, and being submissive in your profile Me: Yessir. P4N: you neg? Me: Yessir, tested right before I came here. P4N: host? Fuck, fuck, fuck!! I couldn’t host. And clearly, neither could he. I was going to lose this hot fuck to not having a place to go. Shit! Me: I can’t, sir. Nothing. No response. I was home, but I wanted to stall. I sat down on the front steps of my rental house and waited. Finally – P4N: i’ll fuck you in the parking lot of my b&b Me: What? P4N: take it or leave it. sending you the location. let me know your eta. And with that, he sent me his location. I had never done anything like this before…but isn’t that what I wanted? A guy to really challenge me and work me over. I had to do it. Me: 10 minutes. P4N: see you then. I started walking, butterflies in my stomach stirring as I approached his inn. I found the place and walked around the building to get to the parking lot. It was a small gravel parking lot and I couldn’t see anyone else there. There was only one street light about 50 feet away from the cars. That’s when he stepped out from behind a pick-up truck wearing nothing but a harness – a different one from his pic. He was stroking his cock already and it was huge. I realized I had never asked for a pic of it, but he hadn’t lied. It was a solid nine and really thick and veiny. He gestured me over to him with his head. I quickly walked over to him and said, “Hi. Glad this worked out.” He took me by the shoulders and pushed me to my knees saying, “Shut up. You’re here to take dick, not make friends.” My knees hit the gravel but I didn’t have time to think about the scrapes because he moved one of his hands to my head and lined his cock up with my mouth with his other hand. Before I knew it his fat cock was jammed into my face, skull fucking me. It all happened so quickly but he wrapped my hair into his fingers and roughly pulled and yanked my mouth on and off his cock. His cock tasted funny. I couldn’t place it and I didn’t mind, but it didn’t taste like what I was used to. My throat struggled to keep up with his assault. I gagged and sputtered, saliva flying everywhere and soaking my shirt. His big balls swung and hit my chin over and over. I looked up and saw him tweaking his own nipple with his head thrown back, eyes closed. He had no concern or regard for me. He was probably thinking about somebody else. He was really just using me. I loved it and was rock hard. “That’s right, bitch. Open that mouth cunt, you stupid whore.” He slammed harder into my face and felt my uvula bruise. It wouldn’t be until the next day when I looked in the mirror and saw it hanging there all black and blue that I would realize that that’s what happened. Finally, he threw me off his cock. I landed on my ass, my hands scraping the gravel. I didn’t realize how much he was pulling my hair until this release and my head hurt. He aggressively approached me and pulled my shirt over my head, discarding it next to the tire of the car we were in front of. “Get up, cunt,” he ordered and I scrambled to my feet. He easily lifted me up and plopped me on the trunk of the car, my loosely tied tennis shoes falling off my feet to the ground. “Is this your car?” I asked, unaware of how ridiculous that question was. The problem was that I was still under the impression that I was a person to him. I wasn’t. I was a bottom. “Fuck no,” was his only response, and with that he yanked my underwear and shorts down to my knees. So there I was on some car in a parking lot on my back with my legs up, my shorts and underwear at my knees. He spit a few times on my hole and rubbed his saliva soaked cock against it. I had never been fucked without lube before. He started pushing in and I tried to relax. I started to moan and wail as he ripped into my pucker. Most guys loved my ass and reveled in licking and playing with my young pink hole to open me up, but he was only interested in getting his dick into it. His hand clamped over my mouth and he continued to impale me with all 9 inches. “That’s right, slut. That’s what it’s for. It’s for cock. It’s for cum.” My eyes widened and I looked up at him … or rather, the part of him I could see around my shorts and underwear. I had never let a guy cum in me before. He saw my look. He chuckled, “First time getting bred, huh?” I nodded furiously under the hand over my mouth. “Tough shit, not your choice. You read my profile.” And with that he stabbed my wrecked guts with a two extremely deep thrusts. I was in shock and extreme pain, but this guy was fucking me in a way I can’t describe. I could feel my ass being pulled out of my body every time he withdrew and I could feel my insides being tossed aside when he rammed it home. He hit spots that I didn’t know I had. I was didn’t know how much I could take but I never wanted it to stop. Suddenly, he pulled his cock out of me. I squeaked with agony, but didn’t have time to think about my throbbing asshole because he threw me to my knees again and shoved his slimy cock into my mouth. I sucked and slobbered, tasting his precum and my innards all over this beautiful cock. “Fuck yeah, eat your ass off my dick, bitch. All those ass juices. Taste both of those asses on my dick. Fuck yeah.” Both of those asses? I didn’t have much time to think. He pulled my up by my arms and bent me over the trunk of the car. In one thrust, he buried his nine inches in my bubble butt and clamped a hand over my mouth, muffling my scream. He went back to fucking me and once my screaming had subsided, he moved the hand to my hair and used my shaggy mop as reins, fucking me like a whore. “Goddamn, yeah. You are tight but it’s a big ass once you get inside. You know that? You have a whore’s ass once you get past that pucker. Not like the slut I fucked before you got here, he was tight through and through.” “W-w-what?” I stuttered in between thrusts, my voice shaking. “That’s why I can’t host, he’s still in my bed sleeping. Didn’t want to wake him up. Could you taste is ass on my dick? Feel his ass juices inside your ass? His ass was all over my dick this whole time, cunt.” I couldn’t believe I had allowed this. I was just another hole…and I had no idea who this other guy was…and I had juice from deep inside of him in my mouth and in my ass. “You didn’t tell me that,” I said. He slapped my ass hard. I yelped, knowing he left a red mark. “You didn’t ask, slut. In fact, you didn’t ask much. I asked all the questions and now you’re getting what you wanted. I’m gonna’ knock you up and tag you, you stupid cunt.” I moaned and whimpered as he sawed into my ass cunt harder and harder. “Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck…” I started to chant as I felt him balloon inside of me. “Do you know what that means, faggot?” he asked me. “Yes,” I whined. “It means you’re going to cum in me, sir.” “More than that, little boy,” he growled. “I’m going to poz you, you fucking cum catch.” I started to panic and claw the car, but he held me firmly in place, fucking into me like a dog. “But – but – but – you said you were neg!” “No, I didn’t,” he started slapping my ass repeatedly. “I asked YOU if YOU were neg. I never said I was.” He was right. I remembered the conversation now…I had assumed he was asking to make sure I wouldn’t give him anything, but he was asking to make sure that he WOULD give me something. I kept clawing the car but there was nothing I could do. His voice went to almost a whisper, “You’re not tight any more, cum dump. You’re so fucking loose now, so fucking loose. Like a loose cunt. And I’m going to impregnate you with my fucking strain. And you’re going to love it. Say it, say it.” “I’m going to love it,” I cried. “I don’t believe you,” he slapped my ass some more – I was definitely going to be bruised. “Tell me you want that toxic seed.” “Please don’t. Please.” “Doesn’t it feel good?” he asked. Slap! Slap! Slap! “Yes, I love it! It feels amazing! But I don’t want to get sick, please…” “Beg me to keep fucking you!” he barked. I just grunted and took his violent pounding. He pulled my hard and spit on my back, “Start begging or I stop fucking you and go back inside.” I couldn’t let that happen. He was giving me the fucking of my life and my ass was loving it. “Please,” I offered. “Please what, bitch?” he barked. “Please, please keep fucking me.” “Fuck you, I’m gonna’ stop. Grab your shit and go.” He started to slide out of my hole. “No, please. Please sir…I’m begging you. I love your cock in me. Please keep fucking me. I’m a worthless piece of shit faggot that wants your cock in me, please!” He slid back in, knocking through my second sphincter, “That’s better, slut.” I was still scared to death of his cum so I added, “Just please, I don’t want you to cum in me.” Slap! Slap! Slap! I yelled out as he wrecked my hole and smacked my ass. “Who fucking cares what you want, cock sleeve. Get ready for my poz nut, bitch!” And with that he punched me on the ass, making me clench and pulled me back by the hair close so that my ear was by his mouth. He let out a series of guttural grunts and I felt his cock pulse against my sensitive ass walls. I counted six, seven, eight, nine shots as his cum hit the deepest parts of my hole. And this was his second cum shot in just a few hours??? Jesus! As he continued to fuck his load into me, I felt my own dick jerk and shoot all over the trunk of the car. Another first. I had never cum hands free before. “Yeah,” he whispered. “Feel that poisonous cum drench your pussy. It’s giving you my babies, cunt. You got my sick in you now. You’re mine, all mine.” As our breathing started to even out, he said, “Now hold still…” I felt warmth rush into me. “W-what—“ “You said you were into piss. And I need to piss.” He was peeing in my ass, bloating my insides. I moaned and cooed feeling his steaming urine fill me up. “Okay,” he said. “I’m going to pull out. Clench your ass so you don’t lose a drop.” I did as I was told and squeezed my hole as he pulled out, keeping his piss in me. Once he was fully out, he gently pulled up my underwear and shorts so that they were back on me. Then he turned me around and for the first time, kissed me, pinning me against the car. I loved having his mouth on mine but something seemed off. Then I realized what it was. He had me pinned and as he kissed me, he used his hand to press against my abdomen. My eyes shot open, bulging as he continued to cram his tongue into my mouth. I tried to fight him off, but he was too powerful. All the strength from his huge bicep and tricep was focused on my bloated insides. I moaned and whined trying to make him stop but his eyes just locked on mine viciously. He smiled as he continued to kiss me and push on my stomach. I was clenching my ass and trying to keep from letting all of the body fluids in my cunt from pouring out, but he wasn’t having it. He just kept pressing and then suddenly he drew his hand back and stabbed it forward catching me off guard. All of his piss and his cum shot out of my wrecked ass, drenching my underwear and my shorts. He stopped kissing me and stepped back to watch my shorts turn darker from the explosion and see his piss and cum drip down my bare legs. I let out a mortified moan and looked at him with teary eyes. I looked up at him and he was just smiling smugly, laughing at me. “So pathetic…” he laughed under his breath. I thought he was done humiliating me, but he wasn’t. He took aim at my shirt on the ground and started to piss all over it. “That’s my shirt, man!” I squeaked out. “I know what the fuck it is,” he grabbed me by the arm to prevent me from getting it out of his line of fire. “You said you liked piss, I’m giving you piss.” And with that he stopped his stream and then fired his urine into both of my shoes that had landed on the ground when he first lifted me onto the trunk of the car. Finally, he stopped peeing and he said, “Get into your shoes.” I just stood there so he repeated with more force, “Get into your fucking shoes, bitch.” I stepped into my piss-soaked shoes. They were drenched, squishing with his piss every time I changed my weight from one foot to the other. “Now get your shirt, cum dump,” he ordered. I picked up my shirt, completely wet and dripping with his stinking urine. “Wait, before you put it on…wring it out over your head.” “No sir, please…” He scoffed, “You bitches are all the same. You say you’re submissive and that you’re into shit, but you just chicken out in the end. So fucked up.” And he started to walk away. I felt like a failure. “Wait sir,” I said. He turned back and I lifted my shirt above my head and twisted it until cascades of his rank urine fell over me drenching my hair, stinging my eyes, and running in rivulets down my torso. I wanted to cry. This was the most used I had ever felt. “Stick your tongue out, cunt,” he said, dissatisfied. As I continued to ring the shirt out over my head, I stuck my tongue out and tried to catch some of his piss in my mouth. I turned my head up and let it fall directly into my swollen lips and drank him. When the waterfall of urine finally stopped, I looked back at him for approval. He nodded and said, “Put your shirt on, fuck hole.” I did as he said and slid the shirt on which much difficulty. There I stood, covered head to toe in piss and cum, my ass walls covered in poz seed, and without having cum myself. “Now you can go home,” he told me. “Can I clean up first…just a little?” I had always assumed he would let me use his bathroom after all of this. “Fuck no. I don’t want to wake my buddy.” “But what if I run into people. Or my housemates when I get home or—“ “I could give a shit, you stupid cunt. So what if they know what you are. You shouldn’t do it unless you’re willing to own it. Now go walk through the streets covered in my cum and piss and take whatever humiliation comes with it. Pretty good cunt by the way.” And with that, he turned and walked back to the house. I never saw him again. On my walk home – which thankfully, it was almost 5:00 A.M. so I only had to deal with two or three guys passing me and laughing when they thought I was out of ear shot. I tried to find him on Scruff to say that I had a good time and would love to do it again, but I couldn’t find him in my messages or in my views…which only meant one thing. He walked back to his house and immediately blocked me. I had been treated like a whore before but this was extreme. I immediately opened Grindr to see if he was there, and sure enough he was. I messaged him: Hey sir, I had a great time. Would love to do it again. Within a minute, his profile disappeared from my screen. He had blocked me there too. He was done with me. As I would find out a month later, he had pozzed me, and he was done with me. And I haven’t stopped thinking about him since. The end.

3. “Please sir I can’t lick the floor, I can’t ill take your punishment” “Glad you said that boy now follow me… and don’t even think about putting those clothes back on” I followed Boss back out into the main store and he flipped the sign to open and unlocked the door. “Get behind the counter boy and kneel on the floor ” I went behind the counter and kneel on the floor, my body shivering with what was coming and wondering what punishment he would think up for not cleaning up the mess in the back room. I didn’t have long to wonder because he came back shortly with a medium sized but plug form the rack and nipple clamps. He attached the clamps to my furry tits making me moan in pleasure. Then order me to bend over the counter. He spread some lube on my ass and started to push the plug in. “Please may I have some popper sir , it hurts” “No that would make this pleasure and you need to be punished and learn that when I tell you to do something you fucking do it and say thank you” “Yes sir” I said through gritted teeth as the plug popped in an I yelped in pain. He then order me back to my kneel position under the counter and pulled out his cock, ordering me to suck and lick it clean while he worked. About fifteen minutes later I heard the door chime and heard someone walking up to the counter. I try to move and sir just grabbed the back of my head an held me there. “Hey Mark glad to see you” sir said as the guy stepped to the counter. I was in clear view, my furry well muscled back and plugged ass on display for anyone standing at the counter. I felt myself blush and feel pathetic and weak as Mark got smaller bills for the video booth. “That boy for everyone or just for you?” he asked the voice sounded oddly familiar to me and I panicked that it might be someone I knew. “Needs to be trained up a bit, should be ready on Friday for the party though….actually would you mind helping me with him a bit. He needs to learn how to suck cock better.” “Sure always glad to help” With that Boss grabbed the chain connecting my nipples and pulled up making me get to my feet. There I stood naked, plugged, caged with my nipples chained together and my stomach dropped. There stood my old wrestling coach from high school. He was 6 ft, 225 with only the slightest bit of padding, goateed and salt and pepper hair. He looked me over and smiled with an evil glint in his eye. His hand reached out and grabbed the chain and pulled me around from behind the counter. Just as we reached the door to the vid booths Boss called out “No fucking him but anything else if free game, and if ya need him to do something just give him a couple popper hits and he turns into a fuckin slut” I lowered my head at the comment and was lead to the first booth in the middle. “Well Justin….didn’t think you would turn out to be a faggot bitch but I can’t say I am unhappy about it. What you thought since I didn’t use you name when I saw you I didn’t know who you were. Hell I shot so many loads watching you in the shower and now I get to shoot one down your throat. I am shocked that you hooked up with Boss but hey, it’s your funeral. “ Mark reached down and pulled his shirt over his head revealing a chest covered in grey fur and muscles. He grabbed the back of my head with one hand and shoved my face into his pits. Instinctively I started to lick the sweat mass of fur, lapping up his scent and swallowing it down. “Oh fuck yeah lick those pits jock boy make me feel good for teasing me all those years. Fuck you are a damn pig aren’t ya. Now lick the other side, make me nice and clean….unf yeah feels so damn good. While I was licking his pits he undid his jeans and let them fall to the floor revealing a 9 inch uncut cock about 3 fingers thick and dripping precum down his furred thigh. He pulled my face out of his pit and look me in the eyes. Grabbing a bottle of poppers he unscrewed the cap and held it to my left nostril, than my right, than my left, than back again. The warmth and dizziness spread over me and my knees went weak. I sank to the floor and shoved his perfect cock in my mouth. SLAP “Did I tell you to suck my cock yet bitch” Tears sprang up in my eyes as I looked up from my kneeling position, I was dizzy form the poppers and the slap and had no idea what he wanted. He turned around and spread his cheek. “Eat my hole slut , I wanna feel that tongue deep in there. And don’t worry I took a shower….this morning.” I hesitated for 5 second and he turned around and forced another 4 hits of poppers on me. This time when he turned I dove right into his ass. It smelled amazing, musky and maly. I could taste his sweat form the day and my tongue rand from his balls to his hole and back again. A sound came out of my chest like a growl and I used my hands ot spread his ass cheeks so I could get deeper in hi hole. My tongue lapping at it like a cat with cream. Then darting in and out like a small cock. His moands let me know I was doing an good job. “Fuck yeah that feels great, damn you are good at this for being a beginner. I should have had you in my office every day eating my ass.” The small room began to heat up and we both started to sweat. Mark’s as was slick with my spit when he turned around and presented his dripping cock to my mouth and said “Now you can suck it”. I dove down on the cock like my life depending on it , taking it to the root and burying my nose in the thick bush at the base. My tongue darting out and licking the underside of his cock. The bottle was at my nose again and I took two giant deep hits and snuck a finger around to play with Mark’s hole. It must have startled him because he dropped the bottle and it spilled on the floor. The small space filled with the scent of poppers and sweat. Mark pushed me agains the far wall with his back to the door and started to face fuck me for all he was worth. The continuous scent of poppers making me hungry for cock. Lost in the haze and pleasure of my blow job Mark didn’t hear the door t the booth open, but I saw Boss’s boots enter and wonder if he had come to check on how is friend as using me. Suddenly Mark stiffened and let out a moan of pain and pleasure as Boss’s big arms wrapped around his throat and a bottle was placed against his nose. Mark tried to escape forward and just drove his cock deep in my mouth as Boss plunge raw into his ass. “Please, don’t fuck me. I can’t , I don’t want to be like you “ “Fucked if I care , I have been wanting to dirty this cunt of yours for years and my little slut boy gave me a great opening I could not resist.” Mark was sandwiched and couldn’t escape and Boss’s thrust deep into his ass. Every time Boss thrust forward precum would gush into my mouth from Mark. As his passed picked up Mark just kept pleading oer and over to for Boss to pull out begging him not to cum in him. “Fucking to late so close gonna drop this big charged load in your hole and make you the cum slut you should have always been” With that Boss have a big growl and drove balls deep in Mark’s just as Mark hit the point of no return and flooded my mouth with his cum. “Make sure not to spill a drop boy, a man’s last neg load is special and should always bee eaten” Just then the reality of what they were saying hit me…I had his poz load plugged in my ass….his poison working into my system for the last hour, trapped there, soaking into me. Infecting me…..my cock strained against its confinement and I groaned around the slowly shrinking cock in my mouth. “Good job boy….but we are not done with you yet” Moderator's Note: Mark's story continues here https://breeding.zone/topic/33395-subverted-cum-whore-marks-tale/