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I was moving house interstate so had a long drive over 2 days ahead of me. I had planned to spread the drive over two days, so I didn’t have to stress too much. I like being able to stop along the way for coffees etc. I am an average looking 45 years old. I naturally have smooth skin and body and often get mistaken for a lot younger because of this. I set off on my drive and 3hrs in I drove through a small town and thought I would stop at a park with toilets to let the previous coffees go. I noticed a large truck parked and as I walked to toilets, I saw what must have been the truck driver sitting at a picnic table having a smoke near the toilets. He immediately caught my eyes as he was watching me walk to the toilets. He looked around my age or a little bit younger and was wearing old tight jeans and a blue singlet. Your typical truck driver outfit, I guess. As I got closer, I noticed his rough looks, hairy chest poking out of his singlet and one thing that I thought was unusual for a truck driver was he was well built. He had a 5-day light beard and what looked like medium long hair tied back. As I got closer to the toilets his intentions became clear. He took a nice long drag on his smoke and slowly spread his legs and rested his hand on his crotch. I knew immediately that I wanted this man inside me so as I entered the toilets, I slowed and slowly dropped the back of my shorts down to show some of my arse before walking in. As I shook the last drops of my piss at the urinal, I heard the footsteps coming to the toilets, so I stayed standing at the urinal my cock starting to harden from the anticipation. The guy walked in and stood beside me and pulled out a rock hard 8” cock and slowly stroke it and looked at me. “You want it?” I did not answer, I just pulled down my shorts and leaned over the urinal assuming the position indicating my answer with actions. He simply said, “I thought so”. He spat on his cock to lube it, stood behind me and slid it balls deep in one go. It hurt a bit at first, but I wanted this man inside me so bad I didn’t care. He never even pulled his pants down. Just a rock-hard cock poking out of his jeans zipper. He started fucking me slow at first, and then started speeding up and said, “where do you want it”. Again, I didn’t answer and reached around and pulled his arse so his cock bottomed out in me and even if he wanted, we couldn’t pull out. He chuckled and said, “thought so, you dirty little pig”. He leaned in and kissed my neck as he started to fuck harder and deeper. As he sped up, he said, “this is a fuck you won’t forget” and suddenly bottomed out and started flooding my insides with his seed. It was such a big load I could feel it coating my inside. He kept shuddering as he kept pumping load after load in me. This went on for a few minutes. As he kept cumming he reached around and turned my head around and started kissing me. His kiss was rough and intoxicating. The taste of his smoker’s breath took me over the edge and while he was still inside me, I came hands free. He reached around catching some of my seed in his hand and wiped it over my face and then licked it off and kissed me with it. He didn’t go soft and stayed inside me. When I came and we kissed with my load, it seemed to turn him on more. He started to slowly fuck me again. “I got one more for you”. And he certainly did. After another 5 minutes of fucking, he was flooding my insides with another load. It was the best rest stop I had ever made. He finally went soft, turned me around and kept kissing me for another minute. Breaking the kiss, he said, “I need another smoke, join me”. He zipped up his jeans and walked out. I was in a post fuck haze and just pulled my shorts up and followed him out. We both sat at the picnic table, and he offered me a smoke. We sat and smoked, and he told me his name was Dave. We chatted for about 10mins and it turned out he was planning to stop overnight at the same town I was. I told him the motel I was staying at and suggested he spend the night there with me. He said he would like that very much. I also told him where I was moving too, and he said he was based there. As I stood up to leave, I felt a few dribbles of cum leak out and dribble down my leg. When I got to the motel I was wondering if this was going to happen or not or he was just being nice. There had not been much happening where I lived previously so I had not been on prep for the past 6 months. There just wasn’t any need. I never really gave it any thought. I chucked on my jocks and shorts and a singlet in hopes he wasn’t just saying nice things until I left. Every time a truck went by my heart skipped a beat lol. Around 9pm, I was relaxing watching an old movie thinking it was probably not going to happen when I hear a knock at the door. It was Dave. I let him in and immediately he had me against the wall kissing me. This time was a bit different to the toilets. It was a lot more passionate. We slowly undressed each other, and as I pulled his jeans off, I saw the tattoo just to the right of his thigh. It was a biohazard tattoo. I suddenly realized that when he fucked me in the toilets, I had not once turned around or seen any of him. I hesitated suddenly as I saw the tattoo and it hit me that earlier today, I took two loads of this guy, and I was not on prep. He saw this but said nothing and waited. I started to slowly run my fingers over the tattoo as it all sunk in, and he was starting to get aroused and hard again. I looked up at him and as he looked down at me with a smile that signalled something akin to cheeky and wanting. I finished pulling his jeans off and stood back slightly to take him all in. He was just on six foot tall, toned, gorgeous hairy chest that ran down to his hairy crotch. Scruffy and unshaved and rocking a rock hard 8” cock. After a minute I leaned in and kissed him. Looking up at him I said, “Well it is what it is. Who better to be the father of my poz babies and the one to knock me up than you”. He smiled and said, “I’m not on meds, so it probably will happen”. I then said, “Then make it count”. We barely spoke the rest of the night. Dave spent the night and fucked me repeatedly in positions I had never considered. He pumped another 4 loads into me that night. I fell asleep late into the night with his rock-hard cock still inside me holding all his loads in me. I woke up the next morning and Dave was gone. The sheets were stained with cum, and my arse was coated with dried cum. Proud of my exploits I decided not to shower. I didn’t want any of his cum wasted. I found a note on the desk in the room from Dave which read. “Thanks for taking my babies. I hope you enjoyed it, I did. Love to be the one that knocked you up. Love to keep trying.” And his phone number was listed.

Part 3: Shortly after I am pozzed Dave moves in with me. Dave heads off for another four-day trip and I am back working like usual. I always make sure I am cleaned out and ready for him when he gets home. Every time he comes home, he fucks me within minutes of getting in the door. When he gets back this time and after planting his first load home in me and while I get dinner ready, he says he has two mates coming over in an hour that need an arse to breed. Me: “Well you just lubed me up with your seed, so best to not let it go to waste.” We get the bed ready, and I am wearing just jocks and a singlet that says “cum in me bro” lol. There is a knock at the door and Dave answers it and two of his mates walk in. Steve is a little older in his 50’s and has a small belly, but classically handsome. The other guy is a lot younger in his 20s, Andrew. He is slim/toned, and it turns out is Steves son. Dave introduces them to me, and they both start running their hands over me in the hallway. Steve then fingers my hole as Andrew kisses me and Dave. They are both bulging cocks at this point clearly ready to fuck and horny. Steve: “Fuck Dave, is that all you in there already” Dave: “Yeah, wanted to prepare a nice slick workspace for you and Andrew”. We all make out for a bit before we go to the bedroom. Dave asks me to lay on his back with my arse at the end of the bed. Dave and the others strip off and Andrew is the first at the end of the bed and he is rocking what must be a thick 9” cock. Clearly blessed with a huge cock. Dave climbs on the bed and starts kissing me as Andrew slides in opening me up. Andrew: “Fuck its wet and slick Dave”. Dave: “Got him ready for you. But remember, this is my man, so take it easy”. Andrew starts slowly fucking me opening me up and Dave keeps kissing me telling me he loves me and to take the cocks and loads like a good boyfriend. While Andrew fucks me, I look up between kisses with Dave and I am surprised to Andrew kissing his dad while he fucks me. Andrew: “Fuck I’m gonna cum. Where you want it” looking at me. Dave: “All loads go in my boy guys”. Andrew bottoms out as he unloads in me grunting and groaning like each groan makes his load pump deeper. He slowly pulls out and I can feel cum dripping down the back of my arse. Steve: “Move boy, I’m gonna blow” Steve then slams in and immediately blows hi load in me with his sons”. Steve and Andrew make out a bit in the post cum haze and Dave is kissing me telling me he loves me. He gets up and says, “move boys, I gotta blow too”. Dave slides in effortlessly and almost immediately blows another load in me. It turns me on that this has turned him on so much and I cum all over my stomach. Steve and Andrew stay and deliver another load each before leaving. As Dave walks them to the door, I am laying on the bed with 5 loads in me leaking all over the bed. Dave comes back and cuddles up to me and we make out for over an hour chatting. Feeling stupidly horny in that post sex haze I ask Dave if he is going to have his poz mate come breed me sometime. Dave laughs and says, “he just did”. I am shocked and turned on. Dave explains it was Steve that pozzed him. Not long after he found out his son was gay; he found out his son was a chaser and pozzed his son. He said they have never been closer. “You just took four poz loads in addition to mine babe”. Then he gives me the final load for the night. We fall asleep that way in cum stained sheets, cum leaking from my hole in the arms of my new boyfriend.

I started talking to this guy online recently and we seemed to hot it off online. Totally my kind of guy. He was married with a couple of kids, about 5’10” tall, in his 30’s, average build, trimmed beard and hairy chest. Just the way I like my men. Knowing his seed was potent (i.e. he can father children) fed into my fantasies so much. I’m 50, average build, short, trimmed moustache, and smooth all over. His name was Matt and the thing that turned me on the most was he also seemed affectionate and romantic like me even though he was married. We talked a lot about dates and weekends away. I knew he was married but so wanted to be his boyfriend on the side. As we talked more it became evident, he had some of the same dark desires as me. Sharing stories about pozzing and being pozzed. My fantasies about married men (men who have fathered children) was taken to a whole new level. He finally had a weekend coming up when the wife and kids were going away to visit family. Leaving on Friday and not coming back until the next Monday. We decided it was time to meet and spend some quality time together. We planned the weekend. I got us a nice apartment in the city centre for the Friday and Saturday nights. We met at the apartment complex after work on Friday and it was instant chemistry. As I checked in, they asked if it was for one or two people. I responded it was me and my boyfriend for the weekend. Matt was standing behind me and after saying this placed his hand on my arse affectionately. When we got in the lift, we were the only ones, and we made out like long lost lovers would. His trim beard scratches my face as we kissed passionately, and I just couldn’t get enough of his taste. We walked to our apartment arms around each other. As soon as we got in the apartment the bags were thrown, and we started stripping each other. I just couldn’t get enough of Matt, and it seemed he felt the same. The passion was intense and before I knew it Matt had me bent over the kitchen table fucking me hard and intensely before blowing a huge load in me. “5-day load babe” he says as he pumps the last drop in me. I am mostly a bottom, but I was rock hard and so close to cumming myself. As Matt pulled out, he said, “what about me?” and turned around. I slid right in and after a few pumps I was flooding his insides with my seed too. Something I had not done in a long time. We unpack a few things and then head out to dinner. Matt has his arms around me the whole time and we were holding hands. It was so much like a romantic date. After dinner Matt suggested a gay pub around the corner for a few drinks, and I was all for it. At the pub we had a few drinks and were kind of all over each other when this 6 foot something middle eastern guy came up and introduced himself as Sam. He was a toned/muscle wearing the stereo typical tight jeans and white t-shirt. We chatted and during this time explained what Matt and I were doing. Our chats started to get dirty as the evening and alcohol progressed, and Matt and I shared some of our poz fantasies as well. Sam smiled at this and lifted his shirt above his chest to reveal a biohazard tattoo and said, “me and a mate would be more than happy to help you both with that if you are serious.” Matt and I looked at each other with evil smiles on both our faces. Matts jeans were already bulging with his rock-hard cock just at the thought as was mine. Sam noticed and commented that our bodies seemed to be answering for us. Sam said he had a mate like him that he sometimes teamed up with and would be happy to text him and see if he was free tonight to make our fantasies come true. Matt leaned in and passionately kissed me. “This date couldn’t be better. I’m keen if you are. Nothing would be hotter than getting pozzed with you”. I told Sam to check with his mate and 5 minutes later he came back, and his words were music to Matt and my ears. “You’re in luck. Tonight, your both gonna be fucked like you have never been fucked before and your lives will change forever. We exchanged details and he and his mate were to come to the apartment in an hour. Matt and I headed back to the apartment and got ready. Were both already had each other’s loads in us, so we were all primed. Shortly after Sam arrived with his mate. They could have been twins or brothers, they looked so alike. We went to the bedroom and Sam said, “One of you on his back with the arse over the end of the bed, and the other on all fours with the arse over the other side of the bed. I want you both to be able to kiss and look in each other’s eyes as this happens. Sam and his friend then got undressed and both were sporting thick 8” cocks that were now rock hard. They both slid in our pre-lubed holes at the same time. Sam then said as they allowed our arses to stretch, “last warning, we are both toxic, and we don’t pull out.” Matt kissed me and said, “I love you” and then “poz us up”. Sam and his mate showed no mercy, fucking us both hard and deep as Matt and I kept kissing and making out. Sam then said, “you close?” to his mate and he said yes. Then “here it comes, here comes the load that will change you forever” and suddenly in unison they both started grunting and groaning as they both flood our holes with their toxic seed. Shortly after, they pulled out and Sam told us to relax while they stepped out on the balcony for a smoke. Matt and I moved to start hugging and kissing. Matt was softly rubbing my stomach saying, “I hope it takes for us both babe”. We lay there both with seed dripping from our holes before Sam and his mate came back in. Both hard again. “Right, now time to swap.” Sam said. Matt and I assumed our positions and they both switched so that now the other guy was fucking us. This went on for ten minutes with both Matt and my holes now making wet sounds as they fucked us before they both unloaded their second loads in us. When they were done, they started to get dressed leaving Matt and I on the bed naked and kissing. Sam said they have a pretty good poz rate, but they both offered to come back the next night to repeat the process to be sure. Matt and I both smiled and said “please”. TBC

Part 2: I immediately text Dave and thank him for his babies also giving him my mobile number. I drive on to my new home and get a text from Dave saying he enjoyed the last few days a lot and wanted to follow-up when back. I give him my new address and let him know the door is always open. I knew this was a risk, but this was a guy I would normally think is well out of my league. It turned me on so much that such a hot guy would be keen to fuck me again. To be honest I thought he would just be happy breeding me and knocking me up as a hook-up that was random. I didn’t think I would hear back from him again. Come the next day (Friday) I did some initial shopping and was packing some stuff away and thinking about what to do for dinner when I hear a knock at the door. I open the door and there is standing Dave looking as hot as ever in his tight jeans and a tight t-shirt. Sporting a big smile he says, “I hope you don’t mind me dropping by”. I pull him in and close the door and kiss him like a long-lost lover. After making out for at least five minutes, we break the kiss and he says, “I guess that means you don’t mind” and laughs. Dave is so hard his cock is almost busting out of his jeans. “I haven’t cum since I fucked you last. And I usually need to cum at least once a day”. I smile at him and drag him to the kitchen where he pulls my shorts down, pulls his cock out and bends me over the kitchen bench and slides straight in me. It doesn’t stop for the next two hours. He fucks me in the kitchen flooding my insides with another poz load before moving to the lounge and fucking me again on the couch pumping another load in me. Laying on the couch naked and in his arms, he then starts cuddling and making out on the couch after dumping two loads in me. “So, what are we doing for dinner?”. We order pizza and talk some more. Dave lives in town and obviously is a truck driver. Because of his work, he finds it hard to find anything meaningful so just gets fucks when he can. He tells me he has been driving trucks for the past 5 years. Most of his trucker mates are bi and they all fuck around when travelling to keep themselves satisfied. The only hassle is most are “straight tops”. Whilst on a long haul a year ago he and another trucker were on a long haul and one thing led to another and the other guy fucked him a few times on the trip. That is when he was pozzed. They all fuck around occasionally but most of them prefer to fuck than be fucked. I flippantly say I’d happily service them all. Dave grabs my face and looks me in the eyes and kisses me, and says, “really? Would you do that for us?” I kiss him back and say, “I would do that for you, but it would be with one condition. I would want it to be you that knocks me up first. I want to know who the father of my poz babies is”. Dave spends the night. Fucks me another two times that night before I fall asleep in his arms, his hairy chest pressed against my back with his hard cock still plugging my hole. The next day I wake up to his cock in my arse already pumping another load in me. We spend the Saturday together doing random stuff. Within a few days I am loving spending time with Dave, and he seems to want to spend time with me. We go to the pub for dinner and when we get home, we are cuddling on the couch watching a movie and Dave breaks the silence. Dave: “I know you want it to be me to knock you up, and happy to be the one. Although, I am confident the deed is done in that department. But what about after that?” Me: “What do you mean” I say. Dave: “Well, I love to fuck as you probably have worked out, but the thought of having someone special to come home to all the time would also be nice”. Me: “Are you saying you wanna date me? I mean something more than just this?” Dave: “well I don’t want to scare you off, but I love fucking your hole as much as any guy would, but I kind of really like you and spending time with you. So yeah, you open to a boyfriend? An arrangement we can work out to suit us both”. Me: “firstly, I’d give you a key right now if you wanted. What do you mean by arrangement?”. Dave: “Well, I was thinking of this as an option. But open to suggestions and we can alter it if you like. I really like you, and I love falling asleep and waking up with you. And to be honest, I am sick of coming home to an empty house. What if we dated, but I would be happy to share your arse with my truckie mates when they need it. The only rule is they pump and dump and leave. It is always me you fall asleep and wake up with”. Me: “Wow, fuck Dave, I’d marry you tomorrow if you wanted. As far as your friends go, I will take any cock and load you want me to take. But on one condition. We don’t start that until it is confirmed I am poz. I need to know this baby is yours. And it must be a two-way street. It must be difficult on those trips, so I have no issues with you fucking on the road too. If you always come home to me”. Dave pulls me up and kisses me deeply and says, “done deal. I know it’s fast, but I think I love you man”. Me: “Love you too babe”. Dave spends the rest of the weekend fucking and breeding me before heading off on another three-day truck trip. Those three days I feel empty. But he texts me numerous times every day. He stays with me whenever he is home over the next month. Just on a month I get the flu. Nothing severe, but enough for me to get tested. It comes back positive. When Dave gets home this time, I have a nice dinner and wine waiting for him. As usual, he is fucking me in the kitchen before dinner. As I pull my pants up and turn around, I kiss him and show him the results. He responds like a real father getting the news his wife is pregnant. As we lay on the couch like two lovers, he can’t keep his hands off me. Dave: “No rush, but a couple of the guys have been hounding me about the chance to fuck you. Whenever you are ready, love to see you fucked and bred by a few of them. The thought of my man looking after my mates really turns me on.” Me: “whenever you are ready babe”.

James came over to the mattress. Close up, I could see he shaved around his pubic area which made his cock and heavy balls look bigger. His cock was long and thin and had a slight upward curve and his balls dangled between thighs wasted with AIDs and criss-crossed with stringy veins. "Touch me." He whispered. Hesitantly, I reached out and held his warm shaft which throbbed in my hand. "Lick it. Lick the precum from my dirty slit." I couldn't help myself. I bent and touched the drooling tip with my tongue, tasting the saltiness of it before opening my mouth and sucking the fat mushroom head. I felt a shiver of fear, loathing and excitement as I kissed, licked and sucked his diseased shaft. I saw a fat, hairy man walk past and stop to look. His face screwed up in disgust as he saw me sucking the old man but he still stood there and began to wank his cock as he watched and I guess he got off on what was happening. "Nice," said James. " You know what comes next. bend over and open your arse. " I turned, knelt on the mattress and bent forward. " Open wide, slut. Open for daddy's cock." I reached back and pulled my cheeks apart. My heart was pounding as I knew I was about to take his bare cock and the consequences which came with that. At the door, the hairy guy had produced some poppers and was sniffing as he watched. His fat cock stood up below his belly and he rubbed it slowly. He caught my eye and I saw the disgust in his expression, mixed with lust and excitement. James put his hands on my bottom and I felt his slimey cock probe my arsehole. "Here it comes, " He whispered. " I'm going to breed you and knock you up like me" With that, he pushed forward. There was a moments resistance from my anus and then his cock slid in me and I gasped as the long, thin shaft filled my rectum until his firm pot belly was against my backside. "Ahhh..." he sighed. " Very nice." He began to slide in and out and I sagged in surrender, giving myself to the fucking from his toxic cock. "Give us some poppers, matey." I heard him say. The fat, hairy guy hesitated then came into the booth and offered the bottle. James took a deep sniff, then pushed it under my nose. I breathed in the aroma and felt the lust sweep through me. I looked back and saw James put his arm around the man as together they watched his cock in me. "Are you.. are you...going to poz him?" The man asked. I began to realise that he was being drawn into this dark web of depravity and, if he didn't leave, could find himself in danger of leaving the sauna impregnated. "Oh yes," laughed James. "My balls are full of toxic spunk" The man took a sniff of poppers and allowed James to kiss him as he fucked me. He gave a little squeal as James sucked his mouth and I saw his whole body shudder with excitement. James pulled back and grinned at him. "What's your name?" "Martin," He replied. James fondled his fat cock and suddenly pulled out of me. "Well, Martin," He said standing to one side. "Why don't you fuck my little friend here?" I felt Martin finger my hole which was wet with lube and sperm from my previous encounters. " I don't..I don't fuck bareback" He said, but his finger kept probing me. "But I think you want to, " said James, taking the poppers and offering them to Martin who took a deep sniff . "I think you want to feel you cock sliding into that hot hole and feel the wet, toxic spunk he has in him around your shaft." "Oh...oh my," Gasped Martin as James guided his cock to my hole " I shouldnt...I really shouldn't...ahhh!" He gave a long gasp of pleasure as his cock slid into me and he felt the hot wetness around it. He began to hump me with his fat cock, gasping and sobbing with lust. "There you go," said James, stroking his back and thrusting backside "Give into it. Cum in his dirty arsehole" Martin gave a cry of release and I felt his cock swell and throb as he spurted in me. He sobbed and gasped then pulled out and a gush of sperm dripped over my balls. He was gasping and sobbing from a mixture of the poppers, the orgasm and the filthiness of what he'd just done. I sat up and watched as James pushed him gently onto his back on the mattress and raised his legs. "Just relax, my friend," He said. " I'm just going to put it in you for a little bit." "N...noo...please "gasped Martin, but I found the bottle and held it to his nose and he gave in, putting his arm over his face as James slid his cock into him. "I'll just fuck you a little while. I won't cum unless you want me to." Martin groaned and uncovered his face as James's thrusting cock did it's work, giving himself over to the sensation in his rectum. I knew he was lost. The disgust he'd shown when he first walked past should have made him walk on, but now he was being sodomised by a poz cock and it was obvious he was going to leave knocked up now with James cum in him. James began to thrust more eagerly and he grinned over at me. "Well..oof...well..Martin. It feels so good," He said. " I can feel my cock wants to cum. Do you want it to cum in you, baby? Do....ahh that's nice...do you want me to get you pregnant?" Martin gave a low moan half protest, half surrender. He just lay there his legs wide apart and upraised as James looked down at him. " Well?" James gasped " Do you want it?" Martin couldn't speak. He was over come with emotion, his face swollen with lust even though his eyes were bright with fear Finally, I saw him nod at James who gasped with success, closed his eyes and jerked and quivered in orgasm, spurting deep in the virgin arsehole. Marin squealed with excitement as he was bred and I leaned over and kissed him. He kissed me back hard and urgently, all the emotion coming out as he was filled with toxic sperm and accepted his fate.

It finally happened. This ass is no longer a virgin. Some of you may remember this was supposed to happen a couple weeks ago, but the guy thought my mouth felt too good and came quickly during what I thought was foreplay. I've been bugging him since then to come and finish the job, but he was reluctant. I suspect he's partnered. Regardless, he hooked me up with a friend of his. He is 54, 6-something tall and said he weighed about 260 llbs. He is more than twice my weight! Just a beautiful, hairy man, with a nice belly. Ok, I'll stop. It was clear he had one thing on my mind. Just moments after he got fully hard in my mouth, he pulled me up by my hair and pushed me on the bed. I was shaking, pretty nervous. Anyway, this isn't a blog, he ate my ass for quite a while, fucked me doggy, then pushed me flat on my stomach and fucked me prone. A couple minutes later he warned me that he was going to cum. He gave me about three seconds to tell him to pull out. I didn't, and he bred me screaming to a god he doesn't believe in. Fuck it was amazing. I woke him up with a blowjob swallow this morning in appreciation.

not my story, I just made it better Two for One Pozzing Met this guy at a bar in Chicago Boy's Town and ended up back at his place. We were mid-hookup, me deep inside him with my poz cock, he never asked for a condom or status, when his roommate walked in. He didn’t flinch—just laughed and said, “Get it,” then plopped down on the couch like it was nothing. I rode my prize twink for about 20 more minutes depositing 2 tainted loads of prized A-1 high viral loaded cum into his eager ass. I was done for the moment. I laid there on the oversized ottoman with my 9inch cock still half hard dangling tween my legs. After a moment, I hit the bathroom for a quick rinse. When I came out, the roommate was still on the couch and said, “Sounded and looked like you guys had fun.” I smirked and said, “We did.” A minute later, my guy came out of his room in just a towel, kissed me in front of him, then said, “I’m gonna shower—feel free to head out.” He sounded like he was dismissing me. Any lingering guilt of pozzing the boy went out the window. As soon as the water turned on, the roommate stood up, grabbed me through my towel, and kissed me. I was hard instantly. He pulled me into his room. He bent over the bed without saying a word, just looked back at me with this cocky little grin. I let the towel drop, walked up behind him, and slid my dirty rigid rod right in—still worked up from round one. He let out this low moan and pushed back against me, greedy for it. It was raw, fast, and filthy—exactly the kind of unexpected moment that makes your whole night. If he only knew how filthy it was really. I kept one hand on his lower back, the other gripping his hip as I drove into him, both of us trying to stay quiet but totally failing. I could still hear the shower running down the hall, which only made it hotter—knowing we were racing the clock. I finished deep inside him, breathing heavy against his back. He looked over his shoulder and said, “This’ll be our little secret,” like he’d done it before. “Oh, you have no idea” I flashed back with a wink. I heard the shower turn off, scrambled to grab my clothes, and slipped out just as my guy came out of the bathroom. Didn’t say a word—just smiled and left. Honestly? Best night I’ve had in a long time. Joey I like hot phone chat, you can find me on Tele, Teams or here. will cam I am a bottom slut

Getting Pozzed by Sam, Part 3 I didn't shower when I got home just so I could keep smelling the sweat and cum from the party. My cock was still sticky from the poz cum that was inside Michael's ass when I fucked him. I was so horny that I decided to jerk off, rubbing that toxic seed into my shaft until I shot my load all over my stomach. The next day, I got a text from Sam. "I'm going back on meds at the end of next month, so if you want me to get you pregnant we'd better get started right away." Reading the text made my cock hard again. I didn't need any more convincing. I wanted to be part of the brotherhood of poz men. I didn't want to mess around with condoms, or worry about getting infected anymore. I wanted to be sexually free like Sam. A week later Sam picked me up and we drove to Sean's house. I couldn't believe what was about to happen. "It's really true, isn't it? I'm gonna be pozzed today, right?," I said to him excitedly. Sam grinned and squeezed my thigh. "Fuck yeah, it's gonna happen. You'll have toxic loads up your ass before you leave that house today. And I've got something in mind to make sure you convert." When we pulled into Sean's driveway, there were already a couple of cars parked outside. Sean, Michael, Pete and Ricky were relaxing in the living room, smoking joints and drinking beer. "Look who's here, guys," shouted Ricky. "A negative hole just ready for breeding." Before I knew it, five guys were on their feet surrounding me. Their hands groped every part of me, unbuttoning my shirt and jeans, tweaking my nipples and jerking my cock. I felt a lubed finger probing my ass. They hustled me into the bedroom and put me in the sling, strapping my feet into the leather loops high above my head. Sam massaged my ass, slipping two fingers inside, then three. "Here's what I meant before about making sure you're gonna convert today," Sam said, pulling an object out of the dresser drawer. "This might hurt a little bit, but it'll be worth it," he smiled. I felt a hard, bristly object penetrate my ass. Sam moved it in and out, scraping the inside of my anus raw. "Fuck, that hurts!" I protested. Sam ignored me, rubbing the bristles harder against the sides of my hole. After a few minutes he pulled the object out, grinned and held it up for me to see. It was a toothbrush, and I could see my blood on it. "Now you're ready, Rob," he said, slapping his cock against my sore asshole. "My poz babies will be swimming inside you in no time." Sam plunged his dick deep into me. The other guys stood around us, shouting encouragement as Sam began fucking me. My cock was rock-hard and dripping pre-cum from the excitement. Sam wrapped his sweaty hand around my dick and jacked it hard as he pounded my ass. I could feel my orgasm approaching as Sam's cock banged against my prostate. I wanted to hold off so that we could shoot our loads together, but I didn't need to worry about that. "Oh fuck, I'm cumming," he shouted, ramming his cock in and out faster and faster. That triggered me. As Sam sprayed his toxic seed into my bloody hole, my own cock erupted. We both groaned as he lunged forward, his chest sliding into the pool of cum I had just deposited all over my stomach. When we kissed I could feel my hole tightening around his cock, milking every drop out of him. Sam eased his dick out of my ass and offered it to me. It tasted of cum and blood and lube. I licked it and sucked it until I felt another hard cock entering my bloody anus. It was Sean, and he was so turned on that he shot his poz load into me after just a few thrusts. Sean was followed by Ricky, Pete and Michael. My wounded hole was twitching and burning as each man forced his way into me, depositing his load of toxic seed. Just when I thought my breeding was complete, Sam returned and fucked me a second time. It took a little longer this time, but I soon felt his cock spasm deep in my hole again. Every one of my gift givers collapsed on the king-sized bed, leaving me hanging in the sling, exhausted from my breeding. I reached down and fingered my hole, feeling the seed leaking from my ass, then licking my finger clean. "Don't waste any of that precious poz cum," said Sam as he pulled a butt plug out of the drawer and shoved it inside me. "This will keep those babies safe inside you while you convert. "Happy Birthday, baby," grinned Sam, slipping his tongue into my mouth. I hung in that sling for a long time, feeling contented as the seed worked its way into my body, making me one of the tribe. I was part of the club at last. THE END

not my story I enhanced it, cleaned it up and made it better this is one off story. I doubt there will be a series. I was 21 and didn’t feel like wearing underwear. Half my clothes were in the wash anyway, and sometimes I just didn’t bother. They were just sweatpants, no lining, no support. You could pretty much see the shape of my dick when I moved. I didn’t think much of it. I wasn’t out to impress anyone anyway. The laundromat was dead quiet. The machines were humming, the air was warm, smelling of heat and cheap detergent. I was folding a pile of towels when he walked in. No bag. No soap. Just a hoodie, black sweats, and this way of looking at me like he already knew what kind of night it was gonna be. He sat for a bit. His tall lanky frame unfolded in the chair. He was well over 6 foot tall and dark complected with just a hint of dark curl of a bro fro. He didn’t say anything, but I felt it. The stare. I kept folding, pretending not to notice. Then I saw the movement. His hand slowly slid under his waistband. He wasn’t hiding it. I froze. Towel halfway folded. He stood up and came over and slid right up behind me. “Keep folding,” he said, quiet but solid. I turned back to the table, heart pounding, dick getting hard in my pants. I bent forward a little to grab another shirt. That’s when he grabbed the waistband from behind. But only in the back. He pulled the fabric down just enough to expose my ass. The front stayed up. I was hard and leaking, pressed against the inside of my pants, but he didn’t touch that. He let his hand settle for a second on the back of my neck. Just rested it there. Didn’t push. Didn’t grip. But it said enough. I didn’t move. Then I heard him spit in his hand. The sound of wet skin followed fast. A second later, I felt the fat, hot head of his black cock nudge against my hole. No small talk. He pushed in. I grabbed the edge of the table and held my breath. He was thick, warm,and relentless. He filled me with one slow, steady thrust until his hips were pressed tight against my ass. He took what he wanted and gave me what I needed. Then he started to fuck me. Rhythmic. Deep. His hips slapped against me, balls heavy, breath heating the back of my neck. He never touched my cock. He just used me. Every thrust rocked me forward, rubbed me harder against the inside of my pants. My dick was trapped, sensitive, throbbing. Precum had already made the fabric damp. He panted. Fucked me harder. Still had that hand resting on my neck like I was his to use. “You gonna cum in your pants like this?” he asked. “I am going to knock you up!” he breathed! “Fill you with my poz babies.” I couldn’t answer. My body was way ahead of me, making it's own decisions. I pushed back to meet his thrust. It hit fast. I tensed, moaned through my teeth, and came hard into my sweatpants. Hot, sticky pulses soaked the front. As I shot my last negative load. I felt it spread over my skin, wet and warm, pressed tight between cock and cotton. He kept going. Grunting, thrusting deeper, fucking me harder. Then I felt him throb. And he came inside me. Thick spurts of his tainted seed. I felt every last pulse of his dark cock The way he stayed buried, the pressure, the warmth leaking out the second he pulled back. He let go of my neck. Tugged my sweatpants back up like nothing happened. My ass was slick, my hole sore, my front soaked with cum. It clung to me, heavy and warm. He looked at me once, calm as ever. “Laundry’s not so clean anymore.” Then he walked out. I stood there. Legs shaky. Cum dripping between my cheeks, balls sticky, pants a mess. My life changed forever Then I folded the next towel.

I am constantly watching porn naked on my sofa and around the house. Everyday, evening and night. 7 days a week. I leak so much pre cum i dont need lube but I am finding it has reduced my physical contact with cock and my hole. I break only to change it up a little and go on Telegram/Zoom. Somedays I'm a ripe pigboi - if only I could have a steady flow of cock in and out to get sucked or to fuck my hole - dump and go.

Didn’t feel the sex club vibe tonight, am in hotel by Yumbo so just went back to hotel room, logged in and changed my bio to read in room door open lights off ass up. I never send my face pics and never ask for any as I don’t care what they look like. Within minutes got a buzz from a total blank profile - just the green dot. Message was what room so told him and waited. 5 minutes ish and the door creaked, then footsteps, a finger touched my hole to check for lube then suddenly a massive cock was pushed in balls deep. it was a ruff and urgent fuck. it didn’t take long for me to feel the pre spurt swell of the cock, I tightened my inner ring which was met with the word “slut”. It made him cum I count 9 throbs of his cock. His Spanish voice said “ a present fromGran Canaria” and he left. no idea who he was n don’t really care but it felt good!

Chapter 7 – A Break (or is it?) Chapters 1 through 6 tell about a crazy session with my friend Alex. He invited several guys over, telling them I was just a hole for the night. So far, five different guys have fisted me. A few fucked me too, and there has been some intense depth and one double fisting. Three of them just left and I’m alone in the sling with a dildo in my ass. Alex came back in after the other guys had left. He handed me a drink, which I happily accepted. I could tell there was some G in it, so he must still have plans for me and my ass. He swapped out the dildo for a big butt plug and helped me out of the sling. “Let’s blow some clouds before the next guy gets here.” So, we’re not done yet. He must have someone on the way already. I was fine with that. By this point, my ass was slippery and ready for anything. Alex and I smoked some, did a few shotgun hits, and got the buzz back up to a high level. He was playing with the plug in my ass, turning it around and pulling it back to keep me and my ass on alert. But, he wanted to do more to my ass than play with a plug. He had me get back in the sling, then lubed up his hand. “This’ll just be some light fun”, he explained. He slid easily into my ass. He told me he wouldn’t go deep, and this was meant to keep me open and ready. The last thing we needed was for my hole to decide to shut down! He was fisting me like this when the doorbell rang. Alex got up to let this guy in and left me with my ass gaping and unfilled. Oh well, I could use my hands on it in the meantime. Soon, Alex and the next guy came in. He was naked except for a cock ring around his thick dick. Medium height, a little bit of hair on his chest, and a thick, cut cock, which was hard as a rock now. “Fuck! I’m going in”, he exclaimed when he entered the room. He walked over to the sling and shoved his dick in my ass. It was a nice thick one and my ass was happy to take it. He fucked me for a bit but said he didn’t want to cum yet. Alex offered him some T, but he declined, saying he only had a short time to be here. He lubed up his hands and placed his left hand at my hole. With only a short push, he was inside me. He shook his head in disbelief at how easily he got in and Alex told him that my ass was able to take anything he could dish out. I nodded in agreement and told him I was just a hole for him to enjoy. That seemed to embolden him. He pulled out, slathered on more lube, and dove back in. He went deeper this time. As he was sliding down, he was twisting his arm back and forth so that it rubbed against my walls in all directions. It felt great, and I smiled down at him to let him know how much I enjoyed it. Then he started with some back-and-forth motions. He wasn’t going deep but he was moving his whole arm around as he fucked me with his hand, so my hole was getting a nice stretch. Then he stood up and grabbed his cock with his other hand. He smeared some lube over it and slid it alongside his hand. He got it inside me and wrapped his hand around it. With fucking motions, he jacked off inside me ass. It didn’t take long until he was showing the signs of an impending orgasm. I encouraged him to breed my ass and that seemed to really encourage him. He sped up the pace of his fucking and soon shot his load inside me. He kept stroking his cock inside my ass after he shot, but then pulled out and said he had to get to work. He came by to fist me and bust a load before manning the cash register at his weekend job. No wonder he didn’t partake of any T. He went to wash up and get dressed. I played with my ass and worked some of his cum out with my fingers. When he was gone and Alex came back in, he knew that I was licking cum off my fingers. “Fuckin’ pig”, he muttered. “You know it. I’m just a hole.” Alex needed to work on another guy who wanted to come over. He asked if I wanted to hang out in the sling or if I’d rather be on the bed. I told him that the bed would be good. He could shove a toy in my ass and play with it while he worked out a time for the other guy to come by. Alex picked out one of his largest toys. It was the Mare Maker 130 from ToppedToys. That fucker is 13” around at its widest. He lubed it up and worked it into my ass. It took some pushing to get all of it in, but we managed. Then, I got out of the sling and waddled over to the bed. This beast was really filling my ass. I lay down on my back with my legs propped up so that Alex could work the toy as he cruised the apps looking for more tops who want to use my hole.

Well I have written about the pig I have become, and how much I enjoy eating cum direct from ass, mine and others. My pig boy, Matt, really delivered for me the other day and it was "icing on the cake" so to speak. Two months ago I convinced him to start saving every load possible into a rubber, so that at some future time I could fulfill my wish to have him feed me all of the semen he could collect. He was totally into it and so for the last two months Matt made it a point to get bred as often as possible, and shit all loads into a Magnum XL condom freezing it. He also willingly milked himself as often as possible and added to it with any blow jobs he collected. At long last, the other day, he arranged a playdate just for me inviting Jerry and Ken two of his favorite hung fuck-buddies to our nasty session. When I got to Matt's house he proudly showed me how his good work had paid off with an absolutely amazing, frozen, four inch Devil's Dick! He had lost count of how many loads were in it, but assured me it was dozens, lol. He also couldn't attest to the purity of semen and from the looks of it, far from pearly white, it was laced with ass-snot, lube, spit and other fluids, huh. Well the pig I have become couldn't have been more boned and hungry. Jerry and Ken arrived, and I explained the mission and we got to it. Matt got ass up and we all took turns riming his hole wet and sloppy and I took the first turn breeding him. I was so ready for the real feast to being that I quickly came in his ass, which only made me hungry for the main course. As per our agreement I got on the bed and Matt got on top 69, offering his fucked hole for the guys and the frozen concoction. Jerry started fucking him with his very thick 7" cock warming Matt up, pulling it out to let me suck on it. Ken followed up with his very big 9" cock and plowed Matt, fucking my cum into him, pulling it out to throat choke me. I was handed the devil's dick, which had started to defrost, and slid it into Matt's ass. In no time at all it started to melt and I slurped and drank in the noxious concoction. Jerry and Ken got to fucking him again, although not balls deep, and each time they pulled out I cleaned off the feltch from their cocks, just a mindless slut in pig heaven. I think that Jerry came first and shot his load all over Matt's hole where I gobbled it up and then Ken came shortly thereafter, just inside Matt, his cum bubbling out of Matt and into my mouth. Well the first course had been served but I was ready for the main course! After a few minutes I directed Matt to try shitting the melting-frozen treat. I parked my mouth up against his puffy red swollen home and he gushed and farted huge gobs of the nasty treat into my mouth. Maybe and inch or so of the un-melted part was pushed back into his hole, and then he pushed out again. Oh man oh man oh man - my face was plastered my throat was gagged and I was beside myself savoring the noxious fluid - so many a man's sperm - so wrong but yet so right. I could go on and on about this but I'm sure all pigs will understand how sick and erotic this was. Although Matt said he lost count I will put my self down for maybe 30+ loads and all in one session. Matt and I have agreed that he will work on a four month project for next time.

In, out. In, out. Left fist, right fist. Left fist, right fist. The guy fisting me was working my ass liked a pro. He had me gaping and accepting of his huge, hairy paws. There were moments where I could barely pay attention to the cock in my mouth and just let it rest there instead of sucking it. It was oozing out a steady stream of precum, with maybe a little bit of piss mixed in. The smells in the room were intense. There was the man musk from the cock I was sucking. It was coupled with leather from the sling, poppers, sweat, the acrid smoke from T, and that enticing scent of raw sex. The room was heady with aromas. My sense of smell was probably enhanced by the fact that I couldn’t see anything, since Alex had put a blindfold on me before leading me to the sling in his playroom. My legs were shackled to the stirrups, but he left my hands free. That way, I could feel up the guy whose cock I was sucking and move my arms around to stay comfortable in the sling. I had no idea how long I had been in the sling or who it was that was fisting my ass or whose cock I was suckling in my mouth. Let’s go back to the start. Alex and I have gotten together many times, with our play time usually revolving around getting spun and then engaging in deep and extreme ass play. Over the years, we’ve talked about, and fulfilled, many of our fantasies. Tonight, Alex told me he was going to let me live out one of my dream nights. I would be placed in his sling, unable to get out even if I wanted to, and he would invite multiple men over to violate my ass. Some would fuck me, some would fist me, some would use toys on me, but they would all understand that I was just a hole. When I got to his place, we spent some time with just the two of us playing. We started with some clouds, and Alex got into the sling. I worked over his hole and then began to penetrate his ass with one of his toys. This was the prep work for getting my fist into his ass. I knew just how Alex liked it. One hand would be in his ass while the other worked his cock or tweaked his nipples. His hairy ass was a joy to play in, and I always had a great time with him. By this point, his hole was a beautiful mess of hair and lube. My hand was lubed up and, after the toy play, slid into his ass with ease. His favorite was to have me keep my hand in him while I twisted it around and worked it deeper and deeper into his ass. I knew that I had already breached his second sphincter and was well into his colon. Now, I was making some rotations and slight shaking of my hand inside him, while the other stroked his cock. Occasionally, I’d slide my hand up across his belly and onto his hairy chest. There, I’d find one nipple that I would tweak and turn in sync with the hand in his ass. When I’d turn my hand left, I’d twist his nipple to the left. When I’d go a little deeper, I’d apply more pressure to his tit. I gave the other nipple some attention before returning to his cock, stroking it and rubbing the head. All the while, my other hand was wandering around inside his ass. After a bit of this, Alex told me that it was my turn in the sling. Knowing that he liked a slow withdrawal, I took my time pulling out of his ass. He did some poppers when I was about halfway out, and I took time to massage his canal while he rode that high. When my hand popped out, his hole looked amazing. He asked me to put one of his plugs in, so I selected one of the larger ones he has and inserted it. Then, he was ready to get out of the sling. I helped him to stand up, then wrapped my arms around him when he was standing. That way, I could support him if needed, but it was also a great way of bonding and thanking him for allowing me such intimate access. I also liked feeling our furry bodies rubbing against each other. “Your turn”, he told me. With that, I got settled into the sling. I was surprised when he tightened the stirrup straps around my feet so I couldn’t easily slip them off. Then, he grinned wickedly at me as he walked up to the head of the sling. He grabbed a blindfold and put it on me, blocking all sight. He made sure to place a bottle of poppers under me so that I could use them whenever I wanted. Alex began by working his hands over my body. He rubbed my chest, paying special attention to my pierced nipples. He knows that nipple play gets me leaking precum, and he would dive down to lick that up from my hairy belly. My tits are extra sensitive from the piercings, and he was working them nicely. When he would take my cock in his mouth, it always seemed to choose that moment to dump out a load of precum. Alex eagerly lapped it up and would occasionally share some of the sweet goodness with me. He hadn’t done much with my ass except a few swipes over my hole, but my ass was needy and ready for some hearty play. Since my hands were free, I used them to rub Alex’s body and dip my finger into his hole. I would sometimes reach down to my own ass to get it lubed up and ready for whatever he had to give it. I had worked three fingers from each hand in my ass and was using them to pry my ass open. It opened easily since I was seriously horned up for the coming night. While I was rubbing him and fingering his ass, he chuckled and said that he was going to sit down on the stool. He moved away and sat on the stool at the base of the sling. I wanted to give him a good show, so I used my hands to spread my hole for him. He groaned in appreciation and leaned in for a few licks on my ass flesh. That felt great, but I wanted more. Alex took over working my hole. He used his lubed hands to probe my ass, quickly getting all the fingers from one hand inside me. He used those to rotate around, letting his thumb trail around the outside of my hole. Each time he passed over my taint, I squirmed a little more and could feel my hole respond by twitching and opening more. Then, he pulled all the way out. “Hmm, this ass needs something else”, he said. He pulled his hand back and I just laid there, ass open to the world, waiting to see what he had planned. He walked away for a bit and returned soon. “This will do nicely”, he growled as his fingers slid into my ass. As he moved them around, I could feel the telltale burn of a shard being spread throughout my ass. Soon, I felt the oncoming rush as the T hit my bloodstream. This must have been a good-sized shard since the burn lasted for a long time. All the while, I was getting deeper and deeper into the Tina haze. Alex walked away again. When he returned, he said, “We need pics of this pig hole”. I pulsed my ass as he took some pictures then I spread it open with my fingers. “Damn, that is one hungry hole”. I nodded in agreement and kept working my ass open. He put the camera down, and I heard the pop of the cap on the lube bottle, followed by the squishing noises as he spread the lube over his hands. My ass was already well lubed, so there was no need to add more there yet. “Poppers”, he demanded. I grabbed the bottle, opened it, and placed it under my nose. A good deep snort in each nostril would do for now. I recapped the bottle, slid it back between me and the sling, and threw my hands back behind my head. Once Alex knew the rush from the fumes had their grip on me, he slid his hand into my ass. He went pretty quickly since I was so open and ready. The poppers and T probably helped ease his entry, too. He knows how I like to be fisted, so he went in as far as he could and held his hand there, slowly flexing and extending his fingers. He teased my second hole, and it willingly let him in. Once there, he proceeded to twist, flex, and probe even deeper. It felt fucking amazing, and I was a pig in heaven. Next, he started his pullout. He went slow, all the while twisting and turning his hand inside me. He didn’t initially pull all the way out but used his hairy paw to stretch my hole open. Alex was using his knuckles to expand my opening, then he’d sink his fist deeper into me. Then, he’d go back to using his knuckles to get my ass to gape. When he did finally pull out, he said, “Look at that hot fucking hole.” I pulsed my hole in appreciation of his comment. Alex told me that the night was going to be a special treat for me. Little did I know what he had in store for me, but I was ready for more. He lubed up a large butt plug and slid it into my ass. After his fisting, it went in with little resistance and I felt the flared based lodge in my ass. Then, I heard Alex walk away.

I'm amazed people are still this stupid. Or maybe the real problem is after decades of this disease becoming a chronic illness more manageable than diabetes rather than the death sentence it once was has led to a state of willful ignorance. Maybe people just need a fucking history lesson. I'm currently reading How to Survive a Plague and the reminder of people grasping at straws to find a cause for AIDS before discovery of the virus definitely puts Kennedy's asinine comments into a context many in the younger generation are missing. It wasn't poppers in 1981, it isn't poppers now. Kennedy is the reason we're going to have to bring back the SILENCE=DEATH messaging, because staying silent about his disinformation on any number of health issues rather than calling him out is our greatest public health crisis today.

I love the double pozzing scenario. It’s made me so hard. Thanks @Talurim 😈

Fucking hot! Sounds like Dave is the best a boy can get!

Exactly the type i'd want. Love to meet a romantic top that likes to share me with his friends but still call me his.

Dave is definitely the perfect boyfriend - hot, poz and sleazy! 😈💦☣️

So, to summarise, the options UK guys have: Don't use the site after July (no cost, obviously, but boo!) Use a paid VPN application (Nord, SurfShark and Malwarebytes are all trusted platforms) that lets you choose to appear to be from an unbanned location (small cost depending on what you choose) Download the Brave web browser and open a private, Tor-connected, window (no cost, and as per my post above, fairly simple to do) Move. (bit pricey, as the options go, and not entirely practical for most people lol)

@hungrypighole will make you think you're at the baths watching him get spun and used. It's not just the action, which is incredibly hot and well described, but he captures the ambiance of the place -- the smells, the noises, the walk down the hall, the cruisy looks in the showers. @versmetropig gives amazingly written descriptions of who's doing what to whom. Perhaps because he's acquainted (to one degree or another) with the other characters, you get a bit more of the personalities. That makes his writing more than mere sex scenes, and you almost feel as if you've just walked in, being the last to arrive, the others having waited a few additional minutes for you.

Was fucked by a hung young English lad . He was verbal and calling me slut ,faggot etc. loved it. It was nearly 8-8.5" and struggled a bit but eventually I took it. Fucked me for 20-25 mins at least and left his load deep inside me . Both of us were sweaty and cuddled for sometime with his dick still inside me😈🥵

I think you need to use toys. Something to open you up prior to getting bred. I use plugs a lot. Sometimes I go to the adult book store and I play first with this girthy old guys that can’t stay hard long. He opens me up and I am good to take anything that cums my way.

To be clear - I'm blocking the UK under duress. You are very welcome here. But the government that you (plural) elected is forcing me to block your country. That is an issue on your end - not on mine. Be mad at your politicians and fellow citizens for voting them into power.

I love this story. These lines from part one always make me leak pre: “No words had been exchanged. No connection made, just a bare cock up inside me which was about to spurt without regard to the consequences.” Thanks so much @Slipitupme

I was at the park yesterday and a Hispanic guy wanted to play. He said first that he was big like 9” and then said he came a lot. Two things I hear a lot from men that rarely rings true. He was accurate on both counts. His dick was nice and thick. He also came and left it in a little longer than normal. I asked if he had cum and he said yeah but I cum a lot and he wanted to make sure I had it all. I never noticed anything different on my car ride home but when I aborted at home it was ALOT of cum. I would never thought a little sickly looking guy could have that much in him. Very pleased.

PART 3 In one gulp, I drank in all I could. His slender shoulders and pale torso, with big brown nipples atop slightly defined pecs, all wet and glowing from the shower. His flat stomach bisected below his belly button by a treasure trail of dark hair that expanded out into to a dense patch of short pubes. His big meaty cock, hanging between his legs, uncut and fleshy, ending in a pointed tip of folded up foreskin. When my eyes returned to his, Louis held my gaze, with a look of lustful hunger. Then he looked towards my waist. “I’m one too,” he said. “Huh?” He pointed at my waist. I looked down and noticed that I hadn’t pulled my shorts up all the way when he’d called out for a towel. On full display was my jockstrap’s pronouncement that its wearer is a CUM PIG. Then he pointed to the floor where he’d dropped his sweaty running clothes. Atop the vest and shorts was his underwear: a black CUM PIG jock. I put down the towel and picked up his jock, holding it to my nose and inhaling the strong scent of Louis’ sweat with the faintest hint of stale cum and piss. Staring intently at him the whole time - although noticing his cock thickening in my peripheral vision - I kept his jock pressed to my face with one hand while I pulled off my shorts and jock with the other. I tossed the shorts aside and handed him my jock. He followed my lead, holding it to his nose, inhaling deeply and then putting it on. “I don’t care about getting the floor wet now,” he said as he stepped out of the shower. “Not so well brought up after all.” He smirked and we embraced, our bodies pressed together wearing each other’s jocks. I put my mouth on his, gently licking his full pink lips before slipping my tongue in and finding his. Looking into each other’s eyes the whole time, we made out, ground our bodies together and put our hands everywhere we could. With Louis mirroring my actions, I ran mine all over his wet back and then held the firm globes of his butt before gently beginning to explore his crack with my finger. We unlocked our mouths and both gasped slightly as we found the edge of each other’s holes. “Fuck! You are so fucking hot Louis. I want all of you all the time.” “I feel the same about you Andy,”, he moaned, letting out a breathy groan. I noticed for the first time that his breath smelled very minty. “Such a sexy boy and such fresh breath,”, I said with a wink. “Oh yeah. I … er … used your toothbrush. I hope you don’t mind.” “But you don’t know where it’s been.” I winked again. “I can hazard a pretty good guess.” He winked back and pushed his finger inside me.

I grw pale and felt my heart beat faster at the sight of this depraved old man. It was obvious he had AIDs and I felt the fear when I thought of him inside me. But I was also excited at a visceral level and couldn't help playing with my own cock at the tought of his dirty spunk swimming in my rectum. James moved towards me, his cock thickening as he rubbed it in his boney fist. I looked up at it, noticing the veins on the shaft and the pearl of precum in the red, inflamed slit. I was like a fly in a web, aware of the danger all around me but unable to resist them. David smiled down at me and cupped the heavy balls dangling below the old man's smooth, hairless belly. "I think I'll leave you two at it. " He said. " James is a horny old devil and has more lovely, toxic sperm to give you."

Chapter 5 – G, this is fun Chapters 1 through 4 recount a night with my buddy Alex. He and I started out getting spun and fisting each other’s holes, but he has been inviting other guys over all night long. Of course, some of the pictures of me being deeply fisted that he sent out helped. Now, it’s Alex, Steve, Greg, Doug, and me. Alex is mixing up some G laced beverages for us. We’re sprawled across the bed, with all our limbs intertwined. My ass is plugged but no one else is filled up. We’re all just groping and prodding, with guys twisting the plug in my ass occasionally. Alex came over with the drinks, so we all sat up and toasted to a fine evening before gulping down the bitter brew. T makes me focus on my ass, G makes me into a huge pig, so this should be interesting. I was also guzzling an unlaced bottle of sports drink to replenish myself for the rest of the night ahead. It turned out that Steve and Greg were a couple. Steve confessed that one of his desires was to fist Greg and another guy at the same time. He didn’t need to ask twice, so I had Greg get on his knees on the bed, and then I got on my knees next to him. Greg needed some more prep, so Alex and Steve started playing in his ass. They loaded him up with lube and fingered his hole to get it to open. My ass was still plugged, and Doug came over to play in it. Alex looked over and told Doug to get the knot dildo and use it on me, so Doug grabbed it, lubed it up, and got ready to fill me with it. First, he pulled out the plug. Some lube drooled out when he did this but that was because my ass was gaping wide. He placed the head of the toy at my ass, and I instinctively flexed back to take it into my ass. He kept pushing until the knot passed through my hole. He pushed it in a little deeper, then pulled it back to the knot. With the knot sitting just inside my hole, he moved it around in circles to open me up further. He’d also slide it deeper into me from time to time so that I was able to enjoy it through my ass. Greg was ready, so Steve added lube to both of his hands. He used his smaller hand on Greg and his larger one on me. He entered Greg’s ass first and mine followed soon after. He plunged in pretty deep with me and then started a few flexes and twists. I understood that he probably needed to work Greg’s ass a little more since this was his first fist of the night. Soon, though, Greg was ready for a thorough pounding. Alex had us move right next to each other. It was thrilling to be touching the hot guy next to me as his husband fisted us both. We looked at each other and smiled, knowing that this was something special, not just for us, but also for Steve. The G had kicked in by now, and I was raring to go. Steve would focus on one of us at a time, giving our ass more attention while just hanging out in the other hole. There were a few times where he’d decide to pound us both simultaneously and, on one of those occasions, Greg and I locked lips as Steve pummeled our asses. Steve was tiring out, so he pulled out of us. Greg collapsed forward on the bed while I stayed in the kneeling position, hoping that one of the guys would decide to fill me up. Alex tapped me on the shoulder and told me to flip over. I got onto my back and raised my legs for him to enter, but he told me that he had another idea in mind. He lay on the floor and pointed his well-lubed right fist into the air. “Fuck yourself on it”, he snarled. Oh yeah, this would be fun. I slid my legs off the bed and used the mattress as a support for my back. I positioned my hole right over his hand and started to slide down onto it. Gravity was my friend in this case, since I just needed to be open and let nature take its course. His hand felt amazing in my ass. Sometimes, the hand of a long-term buddy is the best, and this was one of those times. I slid down until I encountered some resistance. I raised up a bit and then wiggled my ass down onto his fingers. They slid deeper with no resistance. Alex was letting me control the fuck and I wanted to make him proud as a way to thank him for setting up this amazing evening. I levered my legs up so that I moved off his hand. I kept it inside me before sinking back down on it. By raising and lowering myself onto his hand, I was fist fucking myself. The view from his position must have been great too since he could watch as my needy ass swallowed his hand. Adding in some circular gyrations let me experience new sensations as his hand ravaged my ass. Someone held the poppers out for me, but I shook my head, unsure if I could control myself if I was poppered up. My legs were cramping, so we moved over to the sling. He decided to shove a shard in my ass to get me really amped up. Once the shard was in, he put the butt plug in to keep everything open. Alex took some time to lube up his hands and well up his arms. He was watching me as he did this, giving me little grins as he did so. I expected this would be another intense session with him, and I welcomed the invasion. Now and then, he’d reach down and give the plug a twist or a few taps, letting me know that my ass was his. When he was lubed up, he sat on the stool. He twisted the plug in my ass, readying it for removal. Steve had strolled over and was standing behind me at the head of the sling. He had his arms raised up so that they were supported on the cross bars, showing off his hairy pits and letting their intoxicating smell descend on me. Doug was getting rimmed by Greg over on the bed. I hoped I would have a chance to munch on his hairy hole before the night was out. Alex pulled back on the plug, then told me to do some poppers. I opened the bottle, offered them to Steve, who took a few sniffs, and to Alex, who turned them down. I took two deep hits, one in each nostril, and held the second one in. Steve took the bottle from me, and then Alex pulled out the plug. It came out with a pop and my ass made those great, squishy noises that a well-used hole produces. But Alex was ready. He positioned his fist at my hole and started to push. I willed my ass open, and he descended quickly into my depths. The poppers had my mind flying and all I could focus on was what was happening in my ass. His hand felt amazing inside me, and he was still pushing. He had easily breached my inner sphincter and was into my colon. Then, he stopped his forward motion. “Fuck, I have never been this deep in your ass before”, he growled. The feelings were indescribable. I had a special buddy deeply lodged in my ass and a new friend with his cock at my head and his hairy pits sharing their aroma with me. The poppers had me wiggling in the sling, and Alex’s hand was sending seismic sensations through my body. Alex was still deep in my ass when Steve walked over to the side of the sling. I could see that his cock was plumped up and he was stroking it. I leaned over, opened my mouth, and took him inside me, too. His cock tasted great. There was old lube, some ass juices, and probably some precum and piss all mixed together on it. As I was sucking it, he let a little bit of piss out, which I eagerly swallowed. Alex had pulled back a bit but told me that he wanted to pound my ass with both hands now. This got the attention of the guys on the bed, and they wandered over to the sling to watch too. Steve understood that I wouldn’t be able to pay much attention to his dick while this was happening, so he returned to the head of the sling. Alex pulled out and lubed up his hands again. He told me to be prepared for a pounding, and I smiled my agreement to him. He had me move down a little in the sling so that my ass was more open. Then, he had me hold my ass open for him. When he started to pound my ass, he showed no mercy. My swollen ass was up for the challenge, and he delivered. First, one fist went in, then it came out, and the other went in. He pummeled my ass like this for a while, never going deep but certainly giving my hole a workout. I was moaning like a crazed man, totally ass focused and loving all of the attention it was getting. The other guys were watching, either stroking cocks or playing with holes. It was a great scene, and I knew it was one I would never forget. Then, Alex plunged one of his fists in and drove it deeper into my guts. He held it there, and I could feel his pulse as it throbbed in his wrist. I’m sure he could feel the pounding of my heartbeat, too. He recommended a rest, so he withdrew his fist from my ass. My whole ass was pleasantly sore, and I knew the lips at my entrance were all puffed up. When he was out, I reached down to feel them and explore my gape. It was wonderful. Before helping me out of the sling, Alex slid the butt plug back in my ass. “Keep it filled, keep it happy”, he said. We all moved back to the bed. I pretty much collapsed on it with my head on the pillows. As the other guys were walking back, I remembered how much I wanted to eat Steve’s ass so I asked him if he would sit on my face. “You are such a pig!” he exclaimed. But he came over, straddled my chest, and lowered his sweet hole to my mouth. Steve’s ass was covered in dark, sexy fur. It got denser as it neared his hole. In the middle, his pink hole was winking at me. The aroma of sweat and other guys was heavy in his hair, and I inhaled it deeply, savoring the alluring scent. Then, I dove my tongue into his center. I love eating ass. When I rim, I make out with the guy’s hole. Kissing, licking, probing, sucking, and more are all on the menu. With Steve, I started out with some tongue probing. I knew his ass would be ready from the previous rim job and the booty bumps he’s taken through the night. My tongue slid through his opening and entered his inner lining. I swirled and poked with my tongue, eliciting moans of approval from him. Then, I moved out to start licking over and around his hole. It’s exciting to see the hair get all matted down with spit as I do this, and it’s a great way to get those sexy smells smeared on my face. Steve’s ass was wonderfully hairy and tasty. He had that sexy musk that lingers and turns me on so much. I was happy to be smothered by his hole. I smelled the unmistakable scent of poppers as Steve inhaled deeply from the bottle. Once those fumes hit, he drove his ass down onto my face and I responded in kind. He was going to get a deep rimming, with me driving my tongue as deep as possible into his ass. I reached up to part his fleshy globes so that I could have the best access to his hole. This let me get my tongue even deeper into his ass. He was also flexing out with his ass, presenting me with his inner lining to lick and kiss. I was in asspig heaven. Steve was sitting on my face with his cock laying on my chin and chest. I pulled it back and gave the head a few licks to taste his precum. He groaned again when I did this. But his ass was my primary focus, and I was going to enjoy my time with his hole. I ate his ass like a starved man. He eventually moved forward and lifted his body off me. He then leaned down to kiss me, enjoying the tastes and smells of his ass on my face. He then suggested I get back in the sling so that he could fist me again. Who was I to refuse? After all, I’m just a hole.

David raised his arse now smeared with cum, lube and spit and got heavily off the mattress. "Phew!" He said, looking down at me. "That was nice!" Beyond him, I saw an old man wiping a long, thin cock with a towel. His body was skinny and wasted, the veins standing out on his arms and legs. He grinned at me and his sunken cheeks sagged around his mouth. "This is James." Said Dave. "James - this is Ian." The scrawny creature threw the towel on the bed and began wanking his cock. "Hello, Ian. You have a lovely arse. I enjoyed cumming in you."

Chapter 3 – More New Guys Chapters 1 and 2 tell about an evening at my friend’s house, where he promised to give me the night of my life. Alex and I played together a lot, and sometimes, other guys joined us. Tonight, I was the bottom for whoever he had come over. So far, he’s played in my ass, as has another new guy. Two more guys just arrived while the other guy is almost elbow deep in my ass. “How’s his ass?” asked one of the new guys. “Fucking awesome. You’ll find out soon enough.” “Yeah, but we gotta catch up with you guys. You’re all pretty spun.” I heard the torch click, followed by the sound of deep hits being taken from the pipe. They blew clouds for a while, then someone brought the pipe over to the guy fisting me. He still had his arm in me and was leisurely playing in my ass. He took a hit and then I felt him blow out the cloud on my cock and hole. He pulled all the way out, leaving my hole to gape. The next cloud was blown at my hole so some of the smoke could penetrate my ass. Then, they brought the pipe up to me. “Smoke up, hole. You’re gonna get a good workout.” I took a few hits and amplified my intensity. It was already pretty high, but I had no idea what might be coming my way next. My hands wandered down to my ass and I was probing around the fleshy lips of my hole. “Look at that. He can’t keep away from his hole.” “Then we oughta fill it.” I heard the lube cap snap open and could tell someone was getting ready to work my ass. Next, I felt air moving across my sensitive, swollen ass as someone blew lightly on it. I twitched in response, prompting a snicker from the guy. And now, someone was stroking my hole. He’d stroke over it, dipping fingers in as he played. Soon, I felt a hand at my entrance and prepared to be entered again. He pushed in and I opened my ass to let him enter. Fuck, he must have entered with a fist! I guess my gape, and what he saw the other guy doing to me, let him know I could take it. His hand felt great as he dropped into my ass. He hadn’t gone very deep, but I could tell this guy had huge hands. He used his fist to really open my hole. He was playing around at that point where he was providing the ultimate stretch to my ass. While there, he’d twist his hand around, letting his knuckles glide over my ass muscles. He knew what he was doing, and my ass responded in kind, opening more and more for his invasion. It opened so much that he started to add some fingers from his other hand into the mix. Now, it was his fist and a few other fingers that were trawling around at the entrance to my ass. The feeling was intense, bordering on uncomfortable, but he rode that fine line well. He pulled all the way out and added lube to his hands. At this point, my ass was so open and prelubricated that I’m not sure he needed any, but you can never have too much lube. When he entered this time, he went in with a horizontal fist. The first time, he went in vertically, which aligns with my slit, but I was opened enough that he could let the width of his fist enter through my opening. Again, it was intense, but it felt amazing, and I let out a moan of pleasure. He kept driving his fist deeper and deeper into me. He was moving at a slow but steady pace, and my ass was happily accommodating him. He stopped when he reached the bend into my colon, since his fist wouldn’t slide into that narrower channel. Then he started to fuck me with his fist. Back and forth he moved, twisting his fist as he went. He was giving me a true fist fucking and I was loving it. After a bit of this, he stopped with his hand deep inside me and told me to do some poppers. I grabbed the bottle and did two quick snorts, anticipating what was to come. As the fumes hit my brain, I could feel my ass open even more. With a deep guttural growl of appreciation, he started his movements again. This time, it was magic! He was moving his fist back and forth inside me and I reached down to spread my ass open for his violation. I pulled my cheeks apart to give him the best access to power fuck my ass with his fist. We were both making animal noises as he worked my hole over with his hand. Intensity at this level can only last so long, and we both realized that we needed to slow down and take it easy. He buried his paw in my ass and then told me that he was going to pull out. He took it nice and slow, letting my ass feel the hand that had just violated me so deeply and profoundly. I don’t think I’d ever experienced the kind of sensations that he had generated in me, and I was grateful for his effort. Once he was out, he stood up, walked to the head of the sling, and put his lips on mine. After we kissed, he told me how much he appreciated me and my skills. It was a thrill to know this was as unique an experience for him as it was for me. I was laying in the sling with my gaping ass open for everyone to see. I put my arms behind my head, enjoying that heady aroma of my sweaty pits. As I was resting there, Alex suggested that I get out of the sling for a break. “First, we need to take off the blindfold,” he proclaimed. He removed the fabric, and I slowly opened my eyes. Since I had been in the darkness for so long, they needed some time to adjust, but when they did, I was able to see the other guys in the room for the first time. One guy was tall and medium built, with short light brown hair. His body had a dusting of hair on his chest and legs, but not much elsewhere. His cock was hanging low, with massive balls dangling behind it. I’d put him in his 40s Another guy was shorter and thicker in all ways. He had a barrel chest covered in a sweet pelt of fur. I could see that his hair went over his shoulders, too. His cock was thick and nestled in a nest of dark hair. He, too, had seriously low-hanging balls. You know I wanted to see his ass since I was certain it would be wonderfully hairy. He looked to be mid-50s or a little older. The other guy was also hairy. He had a classic dad bod and looked like he might have been a high school or college athlete. Nice pecs, a big belly, and a nice uncut cock. He was very tall and was probably the oldest one there. I pointed to the first guy and said I thought he was my deep fister. He nodded his agreement. I told the second guy he must have been the one who pounded my hole, and his smile told me that I was right. The last guy hadn’t been inside me yet, but I told him there was still time. Alex helped me out of the sling. After being in there so long, I was a little wobbly (OK, the T might have played a role too), so he walked me over to the bed. I sat down, enjoying the feel of my engorged ass. Then, I picked up the pipe and torch.

Chapter 2 – Guy number 1 In the first chapter, I tell about an evening with my buddy Alex. He told me that he had a special night planned for me and that I should prepare for a long and hard workout on my ass. We blew some clouds, then he put me in the sling, locking my feet into the stirrups and putting a blindfold over my eyes. Before he fisted me, he gave me a nice bump. I’ve been enjoying his work, but he left the room, and I’m pluggedd and in the sling. I kept flexing my ass muscles to play with the plug in my ass. It was deep inside me and gave me a nice stretch, so I enjoyed the sensations while I was alone. I found that I was able to reach down and play with the plug with my untethered hands, so I was twisting it around and pulling it partway out to really stretch my hole. Alex returned and took a few more pics with the plug stretching my hole. “I’m sending these to some of the guys who are coming over. This’ll let them know how much of a pig you are”. He was working the apps since I could hear the telltale notifications going off. While he was on his phone, I was working the plug around in my ass. At one point, I pulled it out and shoved it back in, which prompted a groan from me. That must have gotten Alex’s attention. “Piggy’s ass is hungry tonight”, he purred. “You fucking know it is”, I responded. “Maybe something new should go in there”, he said. He picked out a new dildo for my ass. “This one is thicker and longer. I can fuck you with this for a long time.” He pulled out the plug and started to insert the toy into my waiting hole. This was a thick one, and I felt an intense stretch as he slowly pushed it into me. I reached down and spread my ass wider for him to make the entry easier. “Do some poppers. The knot is ready to go in”, he commanded. I opened the bottle and took a few good snorts. Alex was twisting the toy around inside my ass, letting it rub against my inner walls. He waited while I capped the bottle and lay back in the sling. “Push out, pig. It’ll make this easier.” I pushed out as Alex pushed in. I felt the knot at my hole, then my ass opened up to swallow the bulge. It felt fucking incredible inside me. That was when I noticed the slight burn, telling me he was using laced lube. Between the smoking and bumping, plus this new introduction, I was spinning beyond belief. Once the knot was settled in my ass, Alex started to rotate the toy inside me, adding in small in and out motions as well. I was writhing in pleasure as the toy stroked over my ass. Next, he pulled it back, so the knot was just inside me. Alex knows how much I like a good stretch at my hole, and he was giving that to me now. He twisted and turned the dildo around, letting that knot traverse all the muscles of my ring. The feeling of fullness was intense, and I was in pig heaven. He played like that for a while, then we heard his doorbell ring. He shoved the toy in all the way and told me to keep it inside me while he answered the door. I did as he commanded and held the dildo in place, turning it around inside me. I heard Alex and another guy talking in the hallway. The other voice was not one I recognized and it was exciting to know that another guy was about to walk in on me while this massive toy plugged my ass. “Damn, this hole is even better in person”, I heard. Alex chuckled and said, “Do whatever you want with it. He’s just a hole.” My ass throbbed in response to this. “First, we gotta get you spun”, said Alex. I heard the click of the torch, then smelled the pungent smoke as it was building up in the pipe. Someone took a hit, and I could tell they passed the pipe back and forth. One of them came over and put his mouth over mine. I instinctively opened up, and we shotgunned some clouds back and forth. “This one’s all yours”, the other guy said. He clicked the torch, melted the crystals, then held the glass cock to my lips. I sucked as much of the smoke as I could and held it in my lungs. When I exhaled, I’m sure there was a huge cloud. “Again”, he demanded. I happily complied. After three hits, I was flying high. The new guy took his time getting settled in, but I could hear him and Alex rustling around as they smoked some more. The new guy asked about my limits and Alex told him that I wasn’t up for blood, shit, or extreme pain, but pretty much everything else was fair game. “Niiiice”, he commented. All this time, the knot dildo was embedded in my ass. I was turning it and pulling it back and forth to keep the lube active. The new guy must have noticed because he commented on how hot it was that I couldn’t keep my hands away from my ass. I chuckled at that and suggested that he get his hand in my ass. He seemed to agree because my hand was pushed away, and another hand took over control of the toy. He was twisting it around in my ass and pulling it back and forth but never taking it too far back. We played like this for a while, with me moaning in pleasure and him increasing the speed of his movements and getting the toy further out of my ass. He pulled it back more than he ever had, and the knot popped out of my hole. “Fuck, I didn’t know you had all of that inside you”, he exclaimed. With that, he pushed it back in deep and then pulled it out, using the knot to stretch my hole. He kept it from popping out this time before plunging it back in. He asked Alex to hold the toy while he lubed up his hands. Alex used one hand to control the toy and tweaked my nipples with the other. “You’re gonna love these hands”, he told me. “He’s an amazing top.” “Pull it out”, the other guy said. Alex pulled the toy out, and I immediately felt the new guy’s hand at my hole, preparing for the entrance. He slowly slid his hand into my ass. Even though his hand must have been folded in a duck position, he kept expanding his fingers out, giving me a great stretch. When he found my prostate, he paused there and used his fingers to tickle my gland. I responded with a groan and my cock responded by pumping out some precum. The new guy chuckled, and someone took my cock into their mouth, enjoying my sweet fluid. Now, he pushed past my prostate and started to go deeper into my ass. His arm would still rub against my sensitive gland, but it was clear that he wanted to go well past that point. He was in pretty deep when he stopped his insertion. He was flexing his fingers around inside me, probing my depths. I love that feeling and was pulsing my ass in appreciation. He was feeling around inside me just before my second hole. His fingers were teasing me, letting me know that his pleasure was in giving me pleasure. “Do some poppers, pig. I’m ready to go deeper.” I opened the brown bottle and took a few deep inhales, holding the last one. Once he knew that the chemicals had taken effect, he started to probe deeper into my bowels. He used his fingers to crawl forward through my ass. With the poppers and the T, my ass was open and ready, and he was taking full advantage of it. He kept moving forward in small increments until I felt the crook of his arm at my hole. Fuck me, he had his entire forearm embedded in my ass! I’d only gotten this deep a few times, and it was usually after extended play. Here was a guy who had only been working my ass for a (relatively) short time, and he was deep inside me. “Get some pics of this to send to the other guys”, he suggested. Alex snapped a few shots, as evidenced by the click of the camera app. “Oh yeah, these will work well”, he said appreciatively. “I’ll send them out.” The new guy was moving back and forth in slow, deliberate motions. Sometimes, he’d keep his hand all the way past my second hole, and other times he’d pull back to reenter through that sweet spot. One time when he pulled back pretty far, I heard him squirt more lube on his arm. That told me that he planned to stay in my ass for a good, long time. I was ready for that. While he was plunging his forearm into my ass, the doorbell rang again. “Go ahead. I’ll just get fisting this pig”. I heard Alex leave the room to answer the door. The other guy kept his arm inside me, moving it around a little more aggressively now. I guess he wanted to give the new guy a good show when he walked in. I had absolutely no complaints as he was working my ass over like a pro. “Fuuuck”, the next new guy said when he entered the room. “Yeah, this’ll be awesome”, said another new guy. There were now five of us, with me as the designated hole. This was going to be wild!

I've posted this before, but I will say it again for those who may not have read through the entire thread. If you use Apple products, for instance I have a MacBook Air, I use Malwarebytes. I had used it as an anti-virus program, but they added location services for an extra $11 a year. I live in Florida, where this site is banned. Yet, my VPN is set for downtown Manhattan. (Actually I chose that location as RawTop mentioned that NYC would probably never face this kind of situation, but I can change my location if I want). I found it dependable, and I can get on any site. I would not use it on my iPhone, as I did for a short period of time but it did filter out all numbers that were not on my contact list, and that became problematic. But as far as my Apple MacBook Air, I can use it to get on any site, I just make sure it is turned on prior to signing on to any "banned" sites. I think the entire package costs me $55 a year, in total.

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 manouvered myself out of the sling and stood in the darkness. I was sweaty and my hole was so loose I couldn't stop a drool of cum slide out and down my leg. What had I done? I shivered even though the basement was hot and smelly. No one else was around so I went upstairs blinking into the light. There were showers off to one side so I went into the coffee area to ask for a towel . The guy who'd seen me in the basement gave me a nice smile and a wink as he gave me the towel which made me feel better. I cleaned myself off and went out into the sauna again. Somehow, the contrast between my clean body and the dirty cum in my rectum made me feel relaxed. I realised something was happening to me, and I was turning into someone different, dare I say pregnant, knocked up. And I liked it. I went upstairs. It was pretty gloomy. In one area were some cubicles. In one of them, I saw a small, young man lying on his side, eyes closed being fucked by someone lying behind him. As I moved round, I was shocked to see it was David, the fat old poz guy from downstairs. His arm was around the lad's waist wanking his cock into time with his thrusts. He saw me, grinned and pulled back so I could see his bare cock entering the smooth, pale bottom. Then he licked his lips and indicated I should suck the lad's stiff cock. I knelt on the mattress and the young man opened his eyes. "Hi," I breathed and dipped my head. The old man guided the smooth cock into my mouth and began thrusting more urgently into the pert backside.. The youth groaned and lay there in sexual ecstasy. David was thrusting urgently now and with a shock, I knew he was going to poz this bottom. Suddenly, the cock in my mouth swelled and stiffened. The young man said " OH!" and shot spunk over my tongue. At the same time, Davis shuddered and said "Cumming! Take it!" and I knew he was spurting his poz cum into the young man's rectum. After a few moments, I released his cock and David pulled out of his arse. He lay there panting and sweaty as David stroked his face and chest. "Thanks!" He whispered and got heavily off the couch. I followed him out, leaving the young man sprawled in the cubicle. "You ok?" He asked me. I nodded. "No regrets about taking our poz cum?" I smiled and shook my head. " No regrets" The young man got up and left the cubicle. I could see cum glistening between his buttocks as he walked off. David saw me looking and shrugged. "If he didn't want to get pregnant, he shouldn't have let me go in bare."

I just got an open one and with a spike. Really want to find a top guy who wants to fuck with these.

Part 4 Even though it was cold metal, my hole was in fire. He pushed in and I felt every piercing push into me. It felt like I was being torn open he then bottomed out and I let out a moan of relief. It didn't last long though he pulled all the way out again completely. I felt like I had just been zipped open. I tried to get out of the sling but he slapped me across the face and pushed me down. I felt the cold buckling of cuffs against my wrist and ankles. He then started to push into me again, each piercing grabbing at my hole and dragging across it. This time he slowly started to thrust. Even though I was loose I could still feel every piercing against my hole. He kept thrusting and I could feel my ass getting slippery, it dint hurt as much and his voice in my ears started to sooth me. I was living for his cock and his cum and was wanting him to unload in me, to get it over with but also to feel the warmth of his manliness in me. I felt my cock starting to strain against my plastic cock cage and I started to moan. SLAP He took the headphones off. "What did I say faggot!? No noises unless you have permission." And then he pulled out and slammed all the way in again. I tried not to scream and bit my tongue. I passed out. I woke up to him still fucking me , I don't know how long I was out but it was still going. He saw me come to and removed the headphones. "Good, I'm about to cum and you will be mine always. I have a secret." He then leaned down to my ear and whispered. "I've been poz for 4 years and have a med resistant strain, I just got the notice that I have full blown AIDS and it's all going into you." I screamed as he thrust into me one final time and I felt the warmth gush into me. As he came he told me I was a good faggot slut and now I can become who I was meant to be. He slipped out and I heard a splash, my ass had been leaking ass juices and a small bit of blood. I knew it would take and so did he. He leaned in once more and told me not to worry we weren't done yet. He opened my blinders and I saw him go to the closet in the corner and pulled out a gallon jug filled with yellowish white liquid. He told me he had been saving this for a very special occasion and had been it for 4 months. He told me it was his cum that he had saved. And then he grabbed a funnel and put the end of it into my ass. He again closed my blinders and replaced the headphones. "You live for cock, you live for cum, you live for master you are a faggot," and I felt the cool liquid line the insides of my gut, soothing the ripped flesh and saturating my entirety.

I have tried to do a rough estimate. I have been getting fucked since I was 15 (I’m in my 60s now) and I frequented sleazy theaters, sex parties, parks, paid shemale prostitutes…..except for a short period of time during the aids pandemic, I always got fucked raw. My rough estimate lands me around 2,000. But it could actually be more.

Two I’m nervous now. This wasn’t what I had in mind at all. I mean, Tommy was always a very good-looking young man, but now he’s matured into an adult he doesn’t seem to have any of the gawkiness that young guys tend to have. He was also looking at the floor the whole time which was kind of hot, and I couldn’t help but notice the somewhat giant bulge filling out his jockstrap and the sweet butt the straps were framing. Even so, I mean, this was supposed to be anonymous, not sex with someone whilst there was another guy in the house that my mother knows! I head downstairs as instructed, and at the bottom of the stairs, I find a closed door. I listen for a minute, unsure of the protocol of this, so I figure you can’t go wrong with a knock and enter. I knock. No answer, so I head in. I enter the basement room to find something I had not quite expected. The room was very dimly lit, with a strange red glow to the lighting that was present. To my left, there was a large TV, probably 70” or so taking up most of the wall, with a couch in front of it. Next to the couch was a large throne-like chair facing the TV, with multiple steel rings affixed to the wooden frame. To my right, I think I saw a sling – I’m still too new to know the names of most of this stuff – something to tie a guy in a cross-shape on a wall, and rows upon rows of toys. The toys terrified me, but some of them were small, so I figured he’ll be kind and just use the smallest ones on me. The others, some of them a good four foot long, must be intended for more experienced guys. I idly wondered if Tommy had taken any of them, but reigned those thoughts back in. I did not notice the door behind me open again. “Good evening, Robin” Startled, I turned to see the man I had come to meet. He was truly beautiful. Piercing blue eyes topped a face with some stubble, close cropped ginger hair, his frame was well built and muscular, and he had chosen to wear a selection of leather – harness, bicep band, chaps and boots - which just served to accentuate his manliness. He also had on a cloth jockstrap, meaning I couldn’t see his dick – the dick I was thinking about being the bottom bitch for – but I could certainly see the bulge, even in the low light. What can I say – I tend to notice these things, wannabe cock whore that I am. “Erm… Hi” “You sound nervous. No need boy – let’s sit down and we can discuss the rest of our conversation” “Yes, that would be good” “I need a footstool, I hope you don’t mind” Why the fuck would I mind that he wanted to put his feet up? I mean, it was his house after all! “Please don’t mind me” “PIG!” The ferocious yell echoed throughout the whole neighbourhood I think, but in a second Tommy was in the room. Sorry, Slave Pig was in the room. The muscular man simply pointed at his feet, and Tommy got on all fours and moved so that he was directly under his boots. He then rested them on Tommy’s back! “Pig makes an excellent footstool, just about the right height. You wanted to talk to me more about your fantasies. I understand you’re fairly new to sex, but you want to try being a bottom. I spoke to you about this in detail and frankly, I don’t believe you” “Excuse me?” I mean, I might not know sex well, but I do know what I see when I’m wanking! “You lied to me. And worse, you lie to yourself. I can see it in your eyes. You are envious of my slave Pig. It’s a life you could have had and one that you still want. It hasn’t come to you yet, and you don’t know how to reach out to touch it” I was astounded. But I was also turned on. I just kept looking at the slave under his feet and kept trying to think ‘that’s my friend’ and ‘I don’t want that’, but my brain just wouldn’t let me. The fact, I was astounded to notice, was that I was jealous of Tommy! “Look inside you. You know you want this life. Admit it now, and I will introduce you to it. You will be free to leave whenever you want, but I guarantee that you will never exercise that option” “I…” I was caught. He knew I wanted it. I did too, really. Even fucking Tommy probably knew. But if I said yes, what did that make me? “If I say yes, I’ll be another… slave? “Yes boy, one of my slaves” “Are there any rules I need to know?” A delaying tactic whilst I thought. Didn’t think there would be any… “One; Do as you are told or you can leave. Your clothes will be kept by the door. Two; you don’t fuck, suck, finger yourself or do anything sexual at all without my permission. Three; there is no right of appeal. That’s all” Sounds easy enough. “Then I would like to try it please” “Please what?” “Erm... please, er Sir?” “Good boy. I am always known as Sir or Master within these walls” He leant forwards and picked up a torch and pipe from off the table in front of him. With the torch, he melted a small amount of crystalline shaped rocks in a glass pipe, which I assumed was some form of incense. Master took a drag and exhaled a white cloud though, so maybe a weird kind of pipe tobacco? Tommy – sorry Pig – started to whimper at this. I thought that strange, but Master lifted a boot and casually kicked him hard on the head making him grunt audibly and stop whimpering. “You know the rules. New guests, first. Pig – strip the new boy” I stood up, not quite knowing what was going on, but knowing I was enjoying the feeling of being instructed, of not having to think or to care. So, I let Pig begin to strip me, which he did fairly slowly and sensuously. First my t-shirt to show off my body, where he brushed over my nipples gently by ‘accident’ causing my dick to twitch; then the sneakers and socks which he stopped to sniff; finally, my trousers, which he did from behind and whilst he was pulling them down put his face up against my butt. Not anything overtly sexual but kind of was. I felt a bit uncomfortable with my friend doing that to be honest, but it was over in a moment. At my underwear, Master told Pig to stop and reached behind a sofa cushion to pull out a yellow swimmer’s jock. I didn’t need to be told. I shucked my underwear and I put on the jock but I could feel both of them trying to see my dick. I did it too fast for them to be able to get even a glimpse and got the jock on. It matched Pigs’ red swimmer’s jock entirely. I was left wondering what was coming next.

I get royally fucked by the entire Premier League starting with Jared "bubblebutt" Bowen and Mason "Mount me!"

I'm not sure why anybody in our community even cares at this point. They have no authority over me. And it's also not like we are ever going to change their thinking. So why waste the energy. But that said, change happens glacially, and people sometimes say one thing until they get into a position of authority, and then they can sing a very different tune when no one else is lording over them. For those to whom it still somehow matters, I'd take a wait and see approach. Francis turned out to be far better than could have ever been expected.

Hi Swimslut, still a marvellous slut then

Just a casual thought- unless you are a very social butterfly, or already have a solid circle of friends where you might retire to- you might want to reconsider picking up and relocating. A vacation here or there for a week may be better suited once you have stopped working, versus a move. You already ought to have your favorite places to eat, shop, play , doctors and friends where you are currently. You know your way around, and know the culture. When you just abandon your established ties at any age is a challenge, but the younger you are the easier it is to hangout and make a whole new circle of contacts. Hanging out at a club and/or party till 4 AM is a LOT easier when you are 40, versus 65. And as much as gay men like to believe they are sensitive and open-minded, lets be honest- the pulse and focus is directed at the younger market in general. Are you in perfect health? Can you find reliable doctors who can get up to speed on you and your body, and any issues you have dealt with for 40 years? What perils and risks exist where you think you want to move {hint- real estate agents will not be bragging about mud slides, wildfire dangers, tornado risk, hurricanes or flooding as they show you around. And they might not be too upfront about infrastructure issues you never thought to ask about- like are the water pipes in the city lead based, or is there a huge issue with cast iron pipes decaying in the area, is the city you are looking to live in in fiscal distress and behind on essential services upkeep?) And remember something else- just because a place is a gay mecca today, and you would be walking distance to the popular bar{s} and coffee shops, in 5 years that might not be the case anymore- either the economy killed them; or the boys all moved to the next town away; cashing in for a huge profit on their property where you just settled in, scooping up depressed houses for next to nothing in the new hot spot and doing what we do best- breathing new life into a dead area. And as has been pointed out- what you think the cost of living will be may not even be close to reality. If you moved to Ft Lauderdale for example, in 2000, you could buy a decent house for a little over $100,000 and taxes would have been $700 or so. Now, quadruple that. And that doesn't touch on what others have pointed out- insurance rates have broken a lot of peoples bank accounts- to the point many are having to dump and run. This is not just a FL issue either- but every part of the globe has it's inherent surprise costs. And ,on a sad but realistic point- if you and a partner move here , and in a year the partner dies- do you think there is going to be the support in the new location that you may have had established in the old place?

This morning I awoke in a bed that wasn't mine, the sun shining through the curtains. To my left a hairy chest, and a musky pit. I could tell something was different. A stiff silence in the room, a wave of tingles, and an immediate erection. For in my mind I could see it so clearly, so precisely. It started at the bar, when this man approached me in the bathroom. The stank of whiskey exploded in my face as he grabbed my mouth, pushing his tongue into mine. With such strength and authority he kissed me - deepening himself into my throat. He grabbed my hair and pulled my head back, showing me his biohazard scorpion tattoo. I remember how my cock changed from limp to rock hard in an instant. He noticed this of course, all I had were basketball shorts and a shirt. He pulled my head close, slicking his tongue in and out of my ear, priming my primal desires. "I am going to set you free tonight, and you're going to let me. Isn't that right?" I nodded my head frantically. He pulled my body to the door, moving aside to slap my ass on the way out. The man lead me outside and down the street a block to an apartment. Leading the way as he instructed, I climbed the stairs, heart pounding, cock throbbing, mind racing. He slapped my ass, grabbed it, and stuck his hand down my shorts to get his fingers in my sweaty hole on the way. In his apartment he immediately stripped off my clothes and shoved me to his bed. He ripped his belt off like he was starting a lawn mower, pants hitting the floor instantly. His gargantuan cock swung in the air, oozing goo. He pushed me back, lifting my legs high in the air. The man handed me a brown bottle, and gave me time to breath in the sweet burn. Lubed up, he pressed that monster up against my incredibly tight hole. I felt the relaxation wash over me, and he began to burrow slowly in my virgin hole. I was amazed at how it felt as he began to pry open my walls. I had only topped and it was instantly clear to me that this felt so amazing. He continued slowly, opening me more and more, sliding the head in deeper each time. It wasn't long until he decided to fill me with his entire length in one sure thrust. Deep, painful, pleasureful, and downright sinful. I took every thrust, moaning loudly into his pillow. Tears rolled down my cheeks in pure joy as I opened up and relaxed further, a true alpha male digging deep and planting a seed. He continued for over and hour and a half, wailing on my hole until it was useless and loose. Staring at his gorgeous work, he slammed it right back in thrusting faster, deeper, and harder. The sensation was so intense I thought I was going to puke. As he trusted harder, it began to grow painful, but this didn't last as he let out a loud moan, emptying his cock 9 inches into my negative hole. Each throb, each twitch, more cum leaked out inside me. As he sat there shaking in ecstasy, it made me cum all over as well, spraying everything near by. The man pulled out slowly, as to save every last drop. He placed his finger as far as he could in my hole, rotating it around, spreading his love to every surface inside me. To finish the deal, he took his finger nail and left one long, jagged scrape inside me - inviting his bugs into my heart and more importantly my soul. "Welcome, Brother. You will make a fine gifted and do me proud." So yes, I woke up in a strangers bed, and my actions are deafening. But I know that I went from having a cock between my legs, to having a weapon. For today, I now bring chaos into this world. For now, I will be known as Apep, The Gifter of Chaos. Like with a pig for part 2.

The best indicator is if a guy is hydrated!!

Hi guys thanks again for being patient with me. Its been a crazy stretch and it took me a little more time than usual to get this chapter going. Hope you enjoy! Chapter 10 I had no idea what Grant was talking about. But dad clearly did. "It's been a long time since I've been around that. It would definitely make things easier for you guys." I stood by them confused but my focus was mostly on the tv where the group scene was playing. I felt my dads hand on my back. "How about it Coop? You feeling good?" "Yeah dad I'm good." He could probably tell that the shower had sobered me up a little. It probably did the same for him. I looked at him and he looked like he was mullling something over. Like he could make a good decision and a dirty decision and he wasnt sure which one to take. But he was definitely sure. "We're just gonna make this a little more fun for everyone ok Coop?" "I trust you dad." Dad's face was lit up by a smile and it provoked the love of a son but also of someone who just wanted to feel his hard cock deep inside him until the end of time. "Youre gonna feel so fucking good son." Dad turned his attention from me to Grant who also looked like he was trying to decide whether he wanted to say what he was thinking. "The only possible problem is all our doses are the same so there isnt going to be a trial period or baby slam for our boy here." The subject of this conversation was still something I couldnt figure out but being in this room and having one man call me son and the other boy made me want them all to be my dads tonight. I couldnt help but slowly stroke my cock with that thought. "There we go. Our boy is up to it." Grant pulled me closer to him and wrapped his arm around me so that we were now both looking at dad. It made me hard to feel Grants body against mine even though it wasnt really in a sexual way. But I was aware that this was the first naked guy who pulled me into his body besides dad. "How many doses do you have?" Dads smile made it clear that he wasnt thinking about whether we were going to continue the night but how extreme it was going to be for the two of us. I didnt know what a slam was but I at least knew what direction things were heading. "Enough for all of us dont you worry" Grant smirked. "Lets get you guys comfortable." I started to move in the direction of the bed but Grant pulled me close to him again and led me to the sling. "We're actually going to put you in here. That ok?" I looked at dad and he just gave me the "it's fine" nod. I had seen enough porn to know what it meant for me to be placed in the sling. Grant angled the sling so I could get in more easily and then dad secured my feet into loops that kept them in place so that my legs would stay up. I noticed how exposed my hole suddenly became. i also saw that Luke and Dominic had gotten off the bed and were joining dad and Grant around the sling. I felt dads hand on my chest slowly guiding it up and down my torso. I looked up at him. "You ok Coop?" "Yeah I think so." He could tell I was sobering up and getting nervous at what I thought was about to happen. "Don't forget Coop. Im right here ok? Im not going anywhere. If its getting too intense just say the word and we are out of here. No questions asked. Ok?" "Yeah dad. Thanks." Dad leaned down and kissed me on the lips softly. "I'll keep you safe Coop" he whispered. While dad and I were having that private moment, Grant retrieved a leather case that he now had in his hand. As he unzipped it, he asked, "So who's going to be first?" I thought I knew what he was talking about. Who was going to be first to fuck me. But Luke's response made me rethink that. "Shouldn't the boy go first?" First in what? I thought. I didn't ask, just trying to see if someone might just end up saying it. Dad spoke next. "Why dont I go first? I want Coop to see that its fine and theres nothing to be worried about." "Can either of you two help out?" Grant was asking Luke and Dominic. Luke said yes and came closer to Grant who said to us all, "What if we did the boy right after his dad here?" He opened the case and pulled out a syringe. I dont know what I thought was in there but this was not it. Why would we need syringes? In my sobering up state, I was beginning to think that maybe it was a bad idea to come to this room. As if he had read my mind, dad leaned down to me again and whispered in my ear to reassure me. "Theyre gonna put one of the needles in me and youre going to watch me blast off Ill be so high. I want you to experience that pleasure. Im doing it first so you know its safe and also because Im hoping after you see my high you will want it too." I just nodded. None of this made any real sense yet but I trusted dad and if he said I would want a syringe in me after seeing him get one, I was going to watch carefully. Grant pulled out a band and followed that up with another both from the leather case. He handed one to Luke and both proceeded to tie them around dads and my arm. This was making me nervous and then I heard dad say, "I haven't done this in ages" which made me even more nervous. What if things changed since he did it last? What if these guys didnt do it right? What if this was just a trick and they were going to kill both of us with these needles? At the same time I was very curious about what was going to happen. I couldnt imagine being higher than we were tonight. And it was hot watching dad get high off the smoke. That memory from earlier in the night kept me quiet about my fears. I didnt have to wait long to find out. I wasnt paying attention to the needle as much as the way everyone was so quiet and focused on giving Grant the space and silence he needed to concentrate on getting it right. But then when dad ripped the band off his arm it was like everyone went unfrozen as dad raised his arm and his breathing got quick before he let out a couple of coughs. Collectively the rest of the guys reacted with a "Yeah" and "That's right" but I just kept watching dad in silence. At first I couldnt tell what was happening. Was this how he was supposed to react? And then he let out a long "Fuuuuuuck yeah that feels good" with his head tilted back and his hands feeling down his chest stomach and cock. As he stroked it I noticed that somehow it looked even bigger and thicker than before. Dad was leaking pre cum again. His focus looked like it was just on him and his pleasure. Like he wasnt even aware that we were in the room with him. He was just feeling good and he was doing what he could to make that even better. "You ready to feel that kid?" Luke whispered in my ear. I turned to him but didnt respond. Dads reaction was hot but I was still a little scared of the needle. Luke took my non-response as a yes apparently because he held my arm out and placed the tip of the needle at a vein. I was paralyzed or maybe I wanted to help him do it right. Either way I did everything to stay still. This time I watched the needle and didnt look away even when dad saw what was happening and said to Luke, "Yeah give Coop that slam. Get my son flying through the roof." Right as he said it, Luke was pushing the plunger down. As soon as it was all in, he pulled it out and then untied the band around my arm. "Raise your arm kid. Let it get into your system." I raised my arm like dad did and after a slight delay from the moment the band came off the warmth started to build from that arm down to the rest of my body. There was something in the back of my throat or my lungs that started a coughing fit like dads but much longer. I had trouble catching my breath but even in that panic I could feel the warmth just spreading and turning me hornier than i had ever been before. I was lost in my own world enjoying this feeling. It wasnt a high like before. It was just every inch of my body feeling like it was experiencing a pleasure it never had before. It was overwhelming and scary but it was so good that I also didnt want it to end. I got brought back to where I was when I heard Luke and Grant cough almost simultaneously. I looked around and saw them catching their high with Dominic doing his own on his arm. I knew they were hot when I first saw them but I noticed that I saw them differently now. I just didnt care what they looked like. As far as I was concerned they were just cocks and I was a hole that needed to be filled. Dad was standing right next to me his hard cock by my head. I looked up at him and he was looking down at me. He looked like he had more control than when he first got the slam but his eyes looked totally different. I couldnt figure out what it was but it was like someone else was in my dads body and i could only tell from his eyes. "You feelng good son? I told you it would be good didnt I Coop?" "Yeah dad. Feels so good. Does it always make you super horny?" "Yes it does son. You need it dont you?" We both turned our attention to Dominic who at that moment was getting his high from the slam he just gave himself. I hadnt noticed that Luke and Grant were standing over me too with their eyes looking like dads. Soon Dominic made his way over too all with hard cocks and a look in their eye that said they could help me with what I need. "What do you say son?" I turned back to look up at dad. Grant reached down and cupped one hand around my balls and used his finger to reach further down and play with my hole. When he touched it I felt that electricity again and moaned. "Yeah boy. Whose cock do you want first?" Even as Grant touched me and asked me that question, I didnt turn from dad. "Dad will you fuck me again?" "You gonna let these other hot studs fuck you too son? I think theyve been patiently waiting for your tight hole." "Yeah dad. I want all of them." "Fuck son." He looked to the other guys. "That slam got that hole hungry huh?" I nodded. "Let's let these guys make you feel good first ok?" Yeah I was a little disappointed that I wasnt going to get my dads cock inside me again right then but what I needed was to be filled more than anything else and the three other hot hard cocks would do the trick I was sure. But first, dad moved down to my hole and looking at the three men standing around me said, "Let me make sure my sons hole is ready for you boys." I looked down towards him as he grabbed my cock and kneeled down to the ground. He stroked me slow and I could feel the effects of the slam in the throbbing of my cock as dad gripped it tighter. But my moan turned into something uncontrollable as I felt dads tongue softly tease my hole. The sensations that I had never felt before the first time dad rimmed me earlier in the night were nothing compared to what I was feeling this time. The slam made my hole my bodys pleasure center and everytime dads tongue made contact with it I felt like I was going to fly out of the sling. Nothing had ever felt like this and dad could tell probing his sons hole with his tongue as he gripped my cock even more tightly. My body was writhing and I could hear how my uncontrollable motions were creating the sounds of the chains that held the sling up that were mixed with the responses of the men who were watching. Whenever I was able to focus as dad tongue fucked me I saw how the look in the eyes of the other men were looking even darker, almost sinister. The look that said they wanted me and they would do whatever they needed to get me. Any other time I'd be scared but with the slam still coursing through my body it only made me want them more. The only thing I could think to want more than these men fucking me was dad fucking me. But I knew that was coming too so I was going to get my holes hunger fed either way. Dad ate my hole out driving me into a frenzied combination of horny high and needy that made me more and more desperate to be filled. I can only imagine what I must have looked like squirming as I was in that sling. Regardless, the cocks on the men only looked harder and thicker than I had remembered before we all got our slams. As much as I loved the feeling of dads mouth on my hole and his hand around my cock, I could almost feel myself getting impatient from the way the slam fixated my mind on finding satisfaction in just one way: a hard cock deep inside me. Finslly, dad stood back up saying to the other guys, "All right boys. My sons hole is ready. Whos going first?" I looked to the three men standing on either side of me not sure who I would choose if I was given the choice. The only solace I had was in knowing all three of them would get a turn. "Maybe our host should do the honors" dad said. "After all, none of us would be flying without your help tonight stud." Grant looked at dad and then at me, both of us nodding at him. That was all he needed as he stepped into the spot dad just took a step from. He hadnt let go of his hard and leaking cock, stroking it slowly now as we looked deeply into each others eyes. I took my cock into my hand now that dad was just going to watch. The touch of his wet and thick cock head against my hole made me shiver like his cock was triggering an aftershock at my hole from the slam. Pure pleasure that I realized I could only experience through the feeling of a cock pushing into me. He started pushing gently and slowly and then the look on his face changed to one that was a mix of surprise and want. "Fuck I can feel you sucking me in. So fucking hungry for my cock. So tight around me." Grant didnt speed up in response to my holes impatience. He was letting me feel every inch slowly like it was my job to memorize it taking his time. His cock felt thicker than dads and I could feel how it was widening me by stretching me out as he pushed in. "So fuckin hot watching your cock disappear into my son like that." Grant turned to dad and smiled."Yeah? You like watching me fuck your son? You like seeing this raw cock just get so deep into this boy you made?" It was the word raw that I heard most clearly. I had been terrified of what it meant not to practice safe sex. There were condoms in our room I'm sure there were condoms in this one. But the fear was not what that word provoked when Grant said it to dad. Now being as high and horny as I was that word only made things hotter. The thought that this mans cock was in me without a condom just bare skin opening me up again was for some reason so hot to me as I felt him pushing deeper. I stroked my cock harder and felt my hole squeeze itself around Grants cock. His eyes widened and a moan escaped him as he seemed to look deeper into me. It was a look that said he couldnt wait anymore and it was accompanied by a sharp thrust that knocked the breath out of me for a second. But it also generated more waves of pleasure that became another early reminder that I was going to be a bottom forever. "Thats all of me boy." Grant said to me before turning to dad. "Im balls deep in your sons hole with my raw cock. So tight so good." He held his thickness inside me and I felt him flex up pressing against the walls of my hole forcing a moan out of me. This was another one of the moments in the life of a young 19 year old new to sex when I told myself I would never feel this good ever again.

Not at all. We have an open relationship, but he knows nothing about any of this.

Part 28 - The Atlanta Migration Dexter had proved to be an invaluable asset to both Adam at work, a logical, clear thinker who was organised. He threw himself in to his work showing he was more than capable when given the chance, Adam so impressed got approval from Carrington to make him Office and Facilities Manager on an interim basis to see how he got on. Spending many nights working on improvements that could bring cost savings he was putting the finishing touches to his ideas and would be presenting them to Carrington, Adam and Harry in the next couple of days. Feeling fine in himself and getting checked up he had decided to hold off from meds for a few months until he had a week off then he would start. Having been warned about the side effects for the first few days he didn't want it interfering with his work. The office building renovations were complete and Adam had started enticing some of the original IntecSolutions staff starting with two for the HR team, Dexter was busy getting their desks and equipment set up ready for them to start work at 10am when Adam walked past to check how he was doing. "All set?" Adam asked sitting in one of the chairs. Dexter nodded and looked up "Just the phones but that's easy enough" he replied. "Great job Dex. Carrington has landed and will be here in an hour" Adam informed him. Dexter looked at the time on his phone "I better get a desk ready for him". Harry came over with coffees "Thought you might need this Dex" he said. Dexter still chuckled seeing Harry in his work capacity "Thanks" he said kissing him on the cheek. Adam tutted "You will need to stop that once the HR staff arrive" he reminded them. "Yes we know" the both replied in unison laughing. The Felix dropped Carrington off at the office and then drove on to Hibiscus. Conrad itching to ask Charlie everything was biting his lip until he could get Charlie in private. He didn't need to wait to long before Charlie looked at him. "Con" he spoke quietly, "I am leaving the navy" Charlie said waiting for an angry reaction. Conrad looked at him nodding slowly "You going to Atlanta?" he asked with a gut feeling. Charlie nodded "Yes" he replied showing him the US passport he now owned. Conrad sat silent. "We will split our time between here and Atlanta though" Charlie quickly said. Conrad looked at him the sadness in his eyes clear. "Closer than Australia" Charlie said. "I had a feeling everything would change" Conrad said holding Charlie's hand. "I love you". "You have to I am your twin" Charlie replied, "You and Harry are expected to come over" he said. Conrad sighed slowly "I told you to follow your heart and I am so happy you have". Charlie smiled "We go back in two weeks, will you and Harry come?" he asked. Conrad shrugged "I can't really afford the flight tickets" he said, "Otherwise we would". Charlie looked at him "What about that weird bank account you have?" he asked. "Shit" Conrad said sitting up, "I forgot all about that, yes of course we will come". "Good, Carrington's parents want to meet you" Charlie said sounding excited. "They do?" Conrad replied in surprise, "What are his mum and dad like?" he asked. "Oh" Charlie chuckled, "Carrington is adopted he has two fathers". "You are kidding?" Conrad asked the pitch of his voice rising. Charlie shook his head "No, Rico and Mason" he said, "Rico is hilarious, some sitcom actor". "Seriously that is cool. Can't wait to meet them" Conrad replied clapping his hands. Felix laughed at them turning the limousine on to Hibiscus drive. After catching up with Simon for an hour Charlie walked down to the greenhouse to find Conrad. "Where is Jam?" Charlie asked walking in. Conrad laughed "I enrolled him at horticulture college, he is well pissed off with me". Charlie sat down laughing "Still talking to you though?" he asked. "Yes, it is his second week but he is loving it. Simon insisted and paid his fees" Conrad said. Charlie spent the day with Conrad in the garden, although he dozed off under the summer sun several times whilst Conrad was busy in one of the flower beds. Dexter sat down with Carrington, Adam and Harry going through his ideas. Adam and Harry sat there nodding where as Carrington fired lots of questions at Dexter going through his plan in minute detail, it was hard going and Dexter felt like he was sweating buckets being interrogated. Carrington looked up at Dexter "How scalable is this?" he asked stumping Dexter. "Oh... what do you mean?" Dexter asked unsure what Carrington was getting at. Carrington spun his pen round his fingers "Can you apply this across multiple sites?". "Well yes I suppose you can" Dexter replied slightly confused. "Suppose?" Carrington asked watching him. Dexter nodded "With a bit of effort you can apply it anywhere in theory" he added. "That is what I wanted to hear Dex, never doubt yourself" Carrington said with a smile. Adam sat forward in his chair "What's going on up there?" he asked pointing to Carrington's head. "I need to run it by Simon and Moham but I think we can maintain two sites" Carrington said. Adam smiled "Right, corporate here and programming in Atlanta sort of thing?" he asked. Carrington nodded "Exactly, we will have some developers and support in both sites". "Does that mean you will stay on as CEO with two sites?" Harry asked looking at Carrington. "Yes" Carrington replied, "but that depends if the two major shareholders approve the plan". Harry chuckled "Leave it with me" he said, "I can persuade Moham to do anything". "Yeah I bet" Dexter said under his breath smirking. Harry threw his pen at him. "Behave" Adam said telling them both off. "No, leave it with me" Carrington said clearly, "but you three will need to come to Atlanta". "No shit!" Dexter said quickly clamping his hand over his mouth, "Sorry, I don't have a passport". Carrington laughed "Adam can you help organise a passport for Dex?" he asked. "Of course, we can get one in a week" Adam replied, "Oh but who will manage here?" he asked. Carrington grinned "Simon can, I think he would love the opportunity to be involved". Over the next few days Carrington spoke with Simon and Moham about the plans and that it would be the only way he would stay on as CEO. Having an upper hand they agreed and set out budgets for Carrington. Dexter sat with Simon running over the approved plans having agreed to run the office whilst they were all away in Atlanta. Conrad spent a lot of time with Charlie listening and trying to understand his decision to leave the navy and primarily set up home in Atlanta with Carrington. It was not the news he expected and Conrad was angry with Charlie, arguing for several hours in the library at the manor. Charlie calmed him down and explained that if he stayed in the navy he would be gone for 6 months at a time anyway, at least with this decision he could visit them in Atlanta and they would come over to the UK frequently. Conrad sat on the sofa "Everything is changing so fast Charlie. What has changed your mind?". Charlie sat down next to him "I love him Con, I feel so... Oh I can't explain it". "You and me are more alike that we ever thought possible" Conrad said sitting back on the sofa. Charlie nodded "Took me long enough but it was seeing how happy Harry made you". "I never had this type of happiness with Serena, everything was so clinical" Charlie said. Conrad looked at him "What do you mean?" he asked slightly confused. "Nothing spontaneous, everything was always planned and prepared" Charlie said sitting back. Conrad chuckled. "In his kitchen a few weeks back he had me on the table" Charlie said grinning. "I bet" Conrad replied giggling, "Serena would have insisted in wiping it first". "Exactly" Charlie replied, "She would have wiped it and undressed then sat there waiting". Conrad smiled finally understanding him better "So what will you do when you leave the navy?". "God knows, I saved some money up from my time in the navy but I will need a job" Charlie replied. Charlie sighed "Come to Atlanta with us for a break when we go back" he said glancing at Conrad. Conrad thought for a moment "Okay, I mean Harry is going with Dex and Adam" he eventually said. "Do you think Jam will come as well?" Charlie asked. "Maybe" Conrad replied, "I know he is still having family issues, a break might be good for him". "Charlie" Conrad said sitting up, "You and Carrington, does it mean I can't have sex with him?". Charlie looked at him straight faced "I want to fuck Harry!" he said seriously. Conrad laughed "I guess we should really ask them" he replied, "And no before you ask" he said. "You are disgusting even thinking that Con" Charlie replied screwing his face up. Conrad slapped him on the leg "You knew what I meant so you must have been thinking it". "Fuck off before I beat you up again!!" Charlie said putting his arm around Conrad's shoulder. Conrad got to work on Simon who listened to reason then agreed he could go and said he would take care of paying for the flight. It was after the conversation that Conrad turned to Simon and asked about his family, Simon had once very briefly mentioned them and Conrad caught him by surprise asking about them today. He shook his head and told Conrad that all he needed to know was that his father died years ago, his mother detests gays and therefore him as well except when it came to his money. Likewise his sisters and brother were just money grabbers and only out for what they could get. Carrington took the day off work and was dressed downstairs at number 8 Hibiscus Drive waiting for Charlie, despite all the silly arguing Carrington was not letting Charlie go through this on his own and had to concede. The make up sex went on for several hours and Charlie was late getting up for his 11am appointment at the navy base with his commanding officer Dave. Charlie walked in to the kitchen and Carrington stood unable to believe how incredibly attractive Charlie looked dressed in his formal naval uniform. Can you keep it?" Carrington asked grinning. "Funny" Charlie said, "I think so, but I can't wear it outside any more after today". Carrington smiled "That's okay you will only be wearing it in the bedroom" he replied. Charlie laughed and walked across the room "Does it get you hot and bothered?" he asked. "Careful!" Carrington said closing his eyes, "I might do nasty things to you" he said chuckling. Charlie put his arms around Carrington's neck "I love you Carrington" he said kissing him. Carrington held Charlie back "My heart belongs to you Charlie, god I love you". Felix sounded the limousine's horn outside "I thought I was driving?" Charlie said. Carrington shook his head "Simon insisted you bow out in style". It certainly was done in style and on arrival Felix sprung out of the limousine dressed in his chauffeur uniform opening the door for Charlie. Carrington had to stay with the limo since he was not cleared to enter the military building. Dave was standing at the front doors smiling and shaking his head at Charlie's classy appearance. Carrington watched Charlie walk up and salute his CO who saluted in return then shook hands with him. It was brief and over with within 10 minutes. Receiving his papers and returning to civilian life Dave escorted Charlie back outside. "Have to say Charlie I am sad you are leaving" Dave said to him opening the security door. Charlie stood there with the hat in his hand "So am I" he replied, "I am going to miss you". Dave closed the door "Is that him?" he asked, "The guy you was so worked up over?". "Yes" Charlie said looking over Carrington, "Completely stole my heart Dave, turned me gay". Dave chuckled "You are far from gay Charlie" he said glancing at him, "So what did it for you?". Charlie laughed "He is nice, caring and has an incredible body" he replied walking with Dave. Dave smiled "Dam I never got to meet your twin and his husband either" he said. "Good thing, you probably would have ended up in bed with them" Charlie said snickering. "Are they that bad then?" Dave asked amused by the comment. "God yes, incredibly hilarious but sex maniacs, they had my man restrained to the bed" Charlie said. "Ooh kinky" Dave replied laughing. Carrington smiled at Charlie approaching. "Carrington this is Dave he is, was my CO" Charlie said. "Pleasure to meet you" Carrington said shaking his hand. "Likewise" Dave replied, "Take good care of Charlie if you don't I will seek you out" he laughed. Carrington chuckled "Is that a promise?" he asked, "And don't worry he will be looked after". Dave smiled putting his hat back on "Remember Charlie you are always welcome to come back". Charlie shook hands with Dave "You will come to our wedding?" he asked. "Of course I will" Dave said watching Charlie get in to the limousine, "You have my number". The limousine pulled away through the security gates ending Charlie's naval career, he watched the base disappear through the blackened windows for the last time. He felt a little sad and gradually smiled feeling the hand of Carrington taking his squeezing it gently with reassurance. Charlie looked at Carrington and something in his look told Charlie he was going to be just fine with Carrington by his side. It was one of those mornings of manic packing and running around at number 8, 9 and also at the manor. Simon put on a fleet of cars to take everyone to the airport including himself since he was flying off to San Francisco to see Sean for a few days then flying in to Atlanta to see the office, Moham offered to spend his time between his own office and the IntecSolutions office in Alton to keep things ticking over. Dexter stood at the door then ran back upstairs managing to get halfway down the stairs again before running back up for his headphones and shouting he was ready. Finally everyone was ready from number 9 they were the last car to leave and ironically the first to arrive at Heathrow. No matter how much he tried to play it down Dexter was over excited and stood at the window in the club lounge watching all the planes and taking photos like a little kid plane spotting, he was far to busy to drink his glass of champagne and had to be dragged by Conrad when the boarding announcement was made. Carrington had arranged for cars to take everyone back to his house in Buckhead where he had ample bedrooms, Harry and Conrad insisted Dexter stay in their bed having become very close to him both as a friend and sexual distraction plus the bed was big enough for four people. Adam and Jamal had their own room. Charlie wandered down the stairs after unpacking most of his clothes that he had brought with him and taking up everyone else's baggage allowance that they didn't use. He still left enough clothes back at number 8. Walking in to the kitchen he saw Carrington reading a note then handing it to Charlie giving him a kiss. "What is it?" Charlie asked reading it aloud "Welcome home Charlie, something in garage for you". Carrington looked a little embarrassed. "What have you done?" Charlie asked him. "It is not me, that is Rico's handwriting" Carrington replied, "Follow me" he said. Charlie walked behind Carrington through the utility room and in the double garage and stopped at the door seeing a deep emerald green coloured Porsche Cayenne with the license plate 'CHARLIE 5'. Stepping in to the garage he walked around the vehicle unable to speak and quite frankly he couldn't believe what his eyes were seeing. Carrington watched him walking around and inspecting every part of the car. "Holy shit" Charlie said running his hand over the smooth shiny paintwork finally speaking. Carrington smiled "Do you like it?" he asked but Charlie ignored him peering inside the windows. "Why would he do such a thing?" Charlie asked looking at Carrington then back at the car. "It is Rico's way of saying thank you" Carrington offered in explanation. Charlie stood by Carrington "It is nice but way over the top" he said, "And my favourite colour". Carrington kissed him "They have never done this for any of the boyfriends before Charlie". "Got a whole string of them have you?" Charlie asked looking at him. Carrington stood there hold his hands out "Come on I mean who wouldn't want a bit of me!". Charlie burst out laughing then looked seriously at him "You haven't got any nutters like Josh?". "Thankfully no" Carrington replied. "Shall we sit in it?" he asked. Charlie smiled and went round the drivers door opening it to find the keys inside and another note that he read to Carrington 'No I will not take it back, it is yours and Mason insists. Hope the colour is perfect'. Charlie hit the car horn which sounded loud, Conrad was in the kitchen fetching a glass of water and heard the car horn. He wandered through the utility room and saw an open door leading to the garage, he took one look then returned and called for all the others taking them through to the garage. Charlie took a deep breath, it smelt just like Rico's. The fine leathery smell filling his nostrils. "Amazing" Dexter said his deep voice booming out and dashing over getting in the back seat. Charlie laughed "Dex don't make my car dirty" he said. Dexter laughed and put on his best proper accent "Home Charles please" he said. Conrad tapped on the window "Did you buy him this Carrington?" he asked. Carrington opened the window shaking his head "No my parents did" he replied. "Parents?" Conrad questioned, "Must be made of money" he said. Carrington smiled "Charlie can take you see my parents tomorrow whilst we are at work". Charlie nodded. "Take Jam as well and have a day out" Carrington said. "I still don't know where to go around here" Charlie reminded him. Charlie's phone pinged and he saw a message from Rico inviting him for lunch at the house at 2pm, he replied asking if he could bring his brother and friend and Rico agreed. "We have lunch tomorrow at the house with Rico" Charlie said, "He can show them his award". Carrington laughed "Sneaky" he said kissing him. Harry got in the other passenger side "Nice, hey Dex want to fuck me on the back seat?" he asked. Harry caught sight of Charlie's eyes in the rear view mirror "Crap I have seen that look before". Harry jumped out and ran for his life with Charlie running after him eventually catching him in the garden and pulling him to the grass pinning him down. Charlie gave Harry a gentle slap across the face then stood up pulling a laughing Harry. Seizing the opportunity Harry kissed Charlie then hugged him. Carrington stood on the terrace smiling, feeling a hand rubbing his arse he glanced seeing Conrad standing by him. "I am going to miss him" Conrad said sighing, "I have never seen him so happy". Carrington kissed him on the head "I promise not to hide him away here" he said. "You better not, we need to see each other" Conrad said, "It's a twin thing". Carrington smiled "A cosmic connection?" he asked slightly mocking Conrad. "Ha ha" Conrad replied looking at him, "Didn't someone say it was written in the stars?" he asked. Carrington put his arm around Conrad "They did, and it is. It is our destiny". "Good thing your better in bed than your cheesy phrases" Conrad replied chuckling. "Thanks, I think" Carrington said, "Assuming that was your way of complimenting me". Conrad shrugged and Carrington noticed that despite his happy front he looked sad "I suppose". Carrington hugged Conrad "I will look after him Conrad and make sure we visit". Conrad was an even bigger hit with Rico who kept calling him Charlie during their lunch at Barclay House. He and Jamal were completely stumped for words seeing the size of the palace as Jamal called it. Rico was in his element and when Jamal showed an interest in hearing about his award it opened the flood gates and Charlie had to sit through the ceremony on the home cinema again. All set to leave at 5pm Rico walked them to the door and told Charlie that they should all come over at the weekend for a dinner party on Saturday night. Charlie fumbled with the key in his hand "Rico thanks again for the car but I can't..." Rico stopped him "It is yours Charlie, if you fight me on it I will buy you something bigger". Charlie shook his head and smiled kissing Rico on the cheek "Thank you" he said. Rico smiled "I will invite Alberto for dinner on Saturday since you got on so well" he said. Charlie chuckled "Yeah that would be nice" he replied, "Your nemesis" he chuckled. Rico laughed hugging Charlie "For that I will buy you something else". "No you won't" Charlie said reprimanding him, "I told Mason I won't be bought". Rico laughed and stood at the door waving them off and already planning Saturday night in his head. Charlie watched Rico through the rear view mirror and listening to his brother and Jamal talking loudly about how much fun they had. The gates of Barclay House opened allowing Charlie on to the main road and the quick drive back to Carrington's, he knew all his decision had been right and felt an enormous sense of relief washing over him. By Saturday they all headed over to Carrington's parents having been invited to spend the night to allow Carrington and Charlie to have a drink and fully relax. Even Mason was more relaxed and as soon as he found out that Conrad was a horticulturalist and Jamal was in training he had them out in the gardens for several hours talking plants. Thankfully this evenings dinner party was less formal than the award one, still everyone dressed up a little and arrived in the great room for drinks at 7pm. The muted happy conversations interrupted by the loud Latin voice of Alberto announcing his arrival before he even got to the doors. Flinging them both open in true actors entrance style he stood there laughing loudly. Carrington and Charlie for some reason applauded him on a magnificent entrance before he was introduced to the rest of the British invasion party. It was the first time Alberto had seen identical twins close up then proudly announced he knew who was who from their eyes alone. Carrington proceeded to introduce him to Harry, Adam and Jamal then on to Dexter. "Alberto this is Dexter or Dex" Carrington said. Alberto looked straight in to his eyes. "Alright" Dexter said in his suave deep voice. "Alberto or Albe" Alberto said, "Un hombre desde mis suenos" he said shaking hands. Dexter raised an eyebrow "Don't get that mate" he said unable to take his eyes of Alberto. "Oh never mind, can I kiss you on the cheek?" Alberto asked still staring at him. Dexter smirked "No" he replied, "You can kiss me here" he said pointing to his lips. Alberto wasted no time and flung himself at Dexter kissing him squarely on the lips, they were both unaware that everyone had stopped to watch their big flirting show playing out. Suddenly Rico called for drinks and Alberto walked over to see Charlie and making a very clear point at looking over his shoulder to Dexter who was still watching him whilst talking to Adam. Rico helped Mason pour champagne cocktails "Poor Dexter" Rico said quietly and smiling. Mason chuckled looking at Dexter "You think Albe is going to move on him?" he asked. "Of course he will, or at least try it on" Rico replied opening another bottle. Mason stopped pouring "Should we warn him?" he asked looking at Rico. "Who Dex or Albe?" Rico replied smiling. Mason chuckled then went serious "I don't want Albe hurting one of Charlie's friends". Rico nodded in agreement. "I don't think he will ever find a lover" Rico said. Mason glanced at him "If I know Albe it is going to be quick to get it out his system one". Rico bumped his shoulder against Mason's "Would you though?" he asked. Mason chuckled "Dex is seriously all man and quite rugged" he said dreamily, "Who wouldn't!". Alberto was a very good actor and played it cool all the way through dinner, he watched every move Dexter made and if there was ever a case of opposites attract it was played out across the dining table. Dexter had a type and that was Harry and Conrad looking guys, ordinary English lads who just happen to be very pretty with fabulous arses and slutty in bed. He had a raging hard on under the table, there was something about Alberto that had lured him in on first glance. Yes he was so far up his own arse in arrogance and pretence yet it was not a vile one that turned you away, it pulled you in and seductively once you looked in his eyes you was his. His body had a muscular solid state that had Dexter imagining ways of controlling him during sex, would he respond like Harry he wondered. His mindless wandering had him grinning thinking how Harry just laid there in a quivering mess after he had finished with him, even Conrad would lay on the bed wriggling. He then remembered the one night where he fucked Harry twice after being extremely horny, Harry was so lost in a world of eroticism, his body quivered so much he peed a little unable to control his bodily functions. The fingers snapped in front of his eyes and Dexter blinked leaving his thoughts behind and returning to the room and the loud conversation and laughing, Harry and Adam were staring at him giggling. "Where did you go?" Harry asked. Dexter looked at him and smiled "You really want to know?" he asked keeping his voice down. "Yes" Harry replied, "I mean it must have been good judging by the grin you had on your face". Dexter smirked and leaned in to Harry "The night you almost pissed yourself after I fucked you". Harry stared at him "That was not funny" he said seriously, "I nearly did it again last night". Dexter smiled "Yeah I saw the panic in your eyes" he said, "Con talked about getting you nappies". Harry chuckled "Fuck you" he said smiling holding his middle finger up. Dexter leaned forward and sucked on Harry's finger "Stop it" Harry pleaded giggling. "Behave you two" Conrad called out to them from across the table. Dexter looked at Conrad and winked. Already he was feeling the effects of way too much champagne and wine.

CHAPTER THREE The room was practically spinning the way my mind was whirling. It was like I was in some strange nightmare that I couldn’t wake up from. All I’d done was come over to Dan’s for a little fun. And somehow I ended up locked in a sex dungeon with a man who was intent on giving me AIDS. What the fuck? What’s worse, I knew in some part of my mind, a part that I never wanted to acknowledge, that I had enjoyed what Steve did to me. He was so determined, so Alpha, so twisted . . . and so damn HOT! My cock was throbbing out in front of me as I stood there thinking. Steve was standing, patiently waiting for me to answer his question -but was I really up for more? He started cackling again as my cock throbbed mid-air while my mind relived the exciting moments when he raped his toxic cum into my ass. Dammit! Why did that have to turn me on so much? “Looks like I got my answer, faggot,” he told me, taking me by the arm and leading me over to a sling that hung from the ceiling on the opposite side of the room. I was basically zoned out, going along with him as he led me to my ultimate demise. I was powerless to stop him. But seeing his enormous cock engorging with blood right before my eyes, I knew that I had no reason to stop him. He was freeing me. I’d always resisted myself, my own natural inclinations. Always trying to keep myself in a box. And now Steve was breaking down the walls and setting me free. My stomach began to do flips, but this time it wasn’t from nerves. This was pure excitement. With the realization that he was doing me a big favor, the fog cleared from my mind and I became completely present in the moment -and I no longer felt panic. “Let’s do this,” I said to him, unable to control my smile. How being AIDS raped could make me this happy, I’ll never know. But this was the best I’d ever felt in my life. I was being true to myself, and the real me wanted to be a cumdump bugged up fag. As Steve strapped my legs up in the sling, I could see the streaks of cum and blood that had trickled out of my busted open hole. It was all down my inner thighs, and it did nothing to my libido except perhaps super-charge it. Used to be the sight of my own blood brought on panic -especially the thought of it come from my own asshole. But ever since I got Steve’s butt-destroyer in me, along with his seed, the sight of my blood reminded me that it was another step in the process. I needed my hole to be destroyed, and Steve was going to be the one to do it. “What are you thinking about, faggot?” he asked. “Looks to me like you’ve accepted your fate. Or accepted that this is what you were meant to be in the first place.” “I was just thinking how right this feels. I need this. I need you to own my ass and use it any way you want.” I was practically pleading with him to continue using me, which, I guess I was. I didn’t want him to stop until my hole no longer resembled my hole. I wanted to be gaping, destroyed, gushing toxic cum, and oozing a little blood so that I knew his potency was getting right into my bloodstream. “Own your ass, huh? Well, if that’s what you want . . . you know when a man owns another man’s ass, he can do whatever he wants with it,” he prompted. “Even find other men to use it. You up for that, pig? You ready to be a cum slut for me? I’ll be your Daddy, but you will be committed to me and do exactly as I say. You want that?” I was so horned up by this point, all I cared about was getting something shoved up my ass again. So I answered him with the only possible answer - “Yes! Own my ass! Please, just fuck me again, I need your cum in me again!” Steve didn’t waste anymore time. He laughed at my desperation, but immediately began to slide his monster meat back into my torn hole. It still hurt and still stretched me beyond capacity, but I finally felt right again as I felt his pubes scratching against my butt cheeks. “Aah, that’s better,” I sighed. “I love feeling this stuffed full of dick,” I moaned. Steve laughed at me again, and leaned back as he drove his hips forward. He worked up to a steady fuck pace and it felt like heaven. I grunted and moaned every time he slammed forward, busting through my second ring time and time again. But I was loving ever second of it. “You think this is being stuffed, faggot, I’ll get you stretched more than you ever imagined,” he told me. “I’ve got a friend I know would love a crack at this ass, and his dick is as big as mine. How about you take us both in you at the same time,” he suggest and he began to power fuck me. I knew he was working up to his orgasm again and I wanted his seed so badly I ignored his suggestion that he and his friend try and get in me simultaneously -as if that would ever happen! There is no way my body could accommodate that! “Oh god, cum in me,” I moaned. “Please, give me your load!” I begged. “I’m so glad you came around to my way of thinking, Pig,” Steve said. “While I do love when a slut puts up a little fight, hearing you submit to me completely is music to my ears. Now hold on while I give you another load.” Steve slammed into my ass for another few minutes and it was intense. The chains on the sling were rattling, we were both grunting like pigs, and sweating like pigs, too. The basement stank of sex, sweat and cum, only adding to the overall mood. Finally Steve roared as he held himself as deep as he could go, and I felt his dick throbbing out his load into my shredded guts. I never wanted that moment to end. How could I feel such strong emotions for this man after what he’d done to me? I honestly wanted to tell him that I loved him -stupid, I know. But he’d freed me and given me a gift. I knew that’s what it was now. We were bonded for life -how could I not think I was feeling love? On some level, at least. “You look like you’re falling in love with me, faggot,” he commented, still standing buried balls-deep in my trashed hole. “It’s okay, it happens when a pig like you finally learns his place at my hand.” Then he slowly began to withdraw from my hole and when I felt cold air rush into my gaping ass, I knew he was all the way out. Steve went to a set of shelves with a bunch of toys on it and selected a large butt plug, which he promptly shoved into my hole with very little resistance. It still stung, but it wasn’t unbearable. “There, gotta keep my baby batter in there to do it’s job on you,” he chuckled, giving the plug a firm slap just so I felt it. “I am getting you pregnant, after all.” He unfastened the straps and let me out of the sling so that I could get some blood into my extremities, and I was grateful for the plug, otherwise a stream of Steve’s cum and my blood would be flowing down my legs again and I really did want to keep his seed it me. I knew that’s where it belonged. And that realization made me accept the situation completely. When I started up with Dan and wanted to be a cumdump, I hadn’t fully accepted that. Not entirely. Now I had accepted it, and I knew that my ass is where men’s seed belongs -any and all men. I didn’t care who they were or what kind of bugs they have -I wanted it ALL. Standing there while he took quick glances as if assessing me, I reached down and began wiping the slick mess of cum and blood from my legs and slowly brought my hand to my mouth. I didn’t want a drop if his precious cum to be wasted. While I took my time wiping and licking it all up, Steve had retrieved his phone and was texting someone -likely that friend he talked about. Finally, all of the cum had been eaten, and Steve seemed finished with his phone for the time being. “I need more cum, Steve,” I admitted, my voice a little shaky as I felt so vulnerable putting a voice to my urgent hunger. “A lot more.” Surprisingly, Steve didn’t laugh at me as I’d expected. For the first time since we’d met, he actually looked at me affectionately as he reached down and took my face in my hands, before pulling me into a very passionate, wet and sloppy kiss. “I think I might fall for you, too,” he whispered when he pulled away. “That doesn’t mean I won’t get every dick possible to use that fucking faggot hole of yours.” “Good, because that’s what I want,” I assured him. “That’s what I need, Steve.” I was a junkie needing another fix. Both completely naked, we walked upstairs and took a break to have a couple of drinks. Steve was surprisingly attentive, making sure I drank a glass of water to stay hydrated before he would allow me any alcohol. We had two gin and tonics, the gin helping dull the slight sting and pain still radiating from my ass. I couldn’t believe I still wanted to be fucked knowing the condition my hole was in -and feeling the almost constant reminder with the large plug prodding all of the damaged areas every time I moved. As we sat side by side on the sofa, which he’d draped with a rubber sheet to keep all of our sex mess contained, we actually talked. “I knew that first day I saw you sneaking in and out of Dan’s house that you were going to be my pig,” Steve told me. “I just felt it and I knew that you would feel it too, once you had me inside you. Do you really want to be my pig? For me to own you?” I couldn’t help the longing I felt when I looked at him. It was a pull that I couldn’t control, or deny. I felt it, and it was real. So why deny it? “I’m sure, Steve. I’ve never been more sure. As long as you can use me like you talked about, I need it. I’m all yours.” He smiled as he stared into my eyes. “I already texted some friends of mine to come over and help me finish getting you well and truly pregnant, so I hope you mean that.” “I do, Steve. If that’s what you want of me, I’ll do anything you want. I promise.” I felt a weird desperation to prove to him that I was willing to follow any directive he gave me. Steve sat back against the rubber sheet and threw a thin arm around my shoulders, pulling me into his bony side. “That’s good. They’ll be here soon. Tonight, you will take all of the loads and dicks we can find for you, no matter what. And after that, you’ll stay with me. I’ll use you a lot, you know. My viral load only keeps climbing higher and higher each day. So we will get you knocked up. You’re going to get sick, you realize that, right?” I was nodding my head, feeling sick in my stomach, but my heart was pounding and my dick throbbing. Even though this was frighteningly extreme, I could not deny that I wanted to do it with him. All of it. “I know, Steve. But I’ll do whatever you want me to. I’ve never felt this good in my life. So even if I can only have a few months of this . . . depravity . . . I’d rather have that than a whole lifetime of feeling suffocated trying to pretend I’m someone I’m not,” I told him in earnest. He leaned closer and kissed my cheek. “I’m going to love killing you,” he whispered in my ear. “You will die from all that I’m going to do to you. Well, I’ll probably go before you do,” he chuckled, sounding completely at ease with the notion of his death. He’d accepted his circumstances and was making the absolute most of the time he has. Probably better than most people do in those situations. “What will happen to me if you . . . if you die before me?” I asked, suddenly really unsure. I loved the idea of living my life with him, to serve as his personal cum whore, but once he’s gone? I can’t go back to my ‘normal’ life after that. Especially if I waste away like he is. The people in that life wouldn’t know how to accept me. “I’ll pass you on to one of my bugged-up buddies to continue my work until you die,” he told me, so matter-of-fact it was almost as if we weren’t talking about my probably-horrific demise. Before I could say anything else, Steve sucked in a deep breath and began pulling me onto his lap, where I noticed he was rock hard again. “Until then, we are going to spend an obscene amount of time with my big cock up your tight faggot hole,” he told me, reaching behind to take hold of the plug in my ass. Just as he was about to yank it out, the doorbell rang. Steve carefully lifted me off of his lap and then I was standing in front of him. “That’ll be my friends. Go let them in -and don’t bother trying to cover yourself up. They’re all going to know every inch of you before they’re done with you, anyway. Not to mention, you’ll be carrying several other strains in your faggot ass, too. No medications will work on a few of my buddies, so you’re in for a treat,” he laughed as he spun me around and swatted my ass to get me in motion to the front door. I stood in front of the door for only a second, gulped over a lump in my throat, knowing that once I opened that door, there really would be no going back. From this point on, the remainder of my lifetime will be spent in servitude of men’s cocks. Every moment of every day will revolve around getting fucked and bred like the most disgusting cock whore imaginable. My body will be flooded with so many viruses and bugs that I know Steve won’t allow me to get treatment for. My body will be overcome. I will become a petri dish for a new breed of virus, a combination of all of these powerful and lethal strains, all mixing in my body, morphing my DNA into something unimaginable. Something that will eventually mean my end. I opened the door. THE END ? (AND A NEW BEGINNING!)

Part 3 I woke up some time later in a place I did not recognize. Mostly because i couldn't see anything, my entire face was covered and I could barely breath, it felt like my access to oxygen was being restricted through a hose. I started to move and that's when I realized I was completely shackled to something swinging and I could not move. That's when I heard his voice. "Good you're awake, I've been waiting for you to come to. I've got a lot of fun plans for you. I know you've been catfishing and I know your secret desires to be a fuck hole faggot. Now I just need to train you. I've taken the liberty of going through your phone, I texted your boss saying you've had to leave for a family emergency and that you won't be back for some time. She isn't expecting you for at least a month but we can extend that further when the time comes. Your family thinks that you just need some alone time so they won't be looking for you either." At this point I started to panic regretting everything I had done. I tried to break free but then I felt a punch to my guy. "Stop trying to break free faggot. You won't be able to and the sooner you realize that the better for you." He then placed some headphones on my ears and I heard his deep voice saying "you live for cock, you live for cum, you live for master, you are a faggot" on repeat and then I smelt the acrid smell of poppers. He must have screwed them into the mask I was wearing because the smell was overpowering. I was left there for hours listening to the voice repeating those four phrases over and over and the poppers making my head swim. I couldn't make sense of where I was or what was happening. Just the gentle swing of my body back and forth and the drool running down my cheeks. Then I felt the headphones removed and I came to. I heard his voice say, "how are you faggot?" I just moaned incomprehensibly. He then put the headphones back on and I felt him walk away. I passed out shortly there after. I woke up some time later to myself on a bed, or I guess what I now call my bed, really it's just a sheet on the bottom of a cage that is 4x3ft. I had a collar on, my head had been shaved, my dick was in a plastic cage and I had a terrible burning sensation on my ass. I looked down to my ass to see a new tattoo. It said "no load refused" then he came down the stairs and walked over to me. Without a word he reached into my cage and attached a metal chain to my dick cage, unlocked the door to my bed caged and pulled as hard as he could on the chain. I screamed out in pain to which he quickly turned around and back handed me "You will never make a sound again unless given permission" and then walked me over to a shower and turned it on. He cleaned me out with out saying a word, and then brought me back to the sling in the middle of the room. I then saw what he had put on me the day before. It was a gas mask with a hose attached, and the bottom of the hose had rivets in it. He put the mask back on me and directed me into the sling. He then put the headphones back on and screwed in a bottle of poppers to the hose. I was lost again within minutes. However this time I felt something different, he started to probe by ass with his fingers, pulling my hole apart and stretching it. It was very pliable on account of the poppers and loosened up very quickly. He then took off the blinders on the mask and the headphones. He then showed me his cock. It had about 15 piercings on it of varying sizes and he then leaned down and whispered in my ear. "I am about to make you something very special" I screamed into the mask as he put the blinders back on and the headphones. I then felt the cold tip of metal against my hole.