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I enjoy foursomes the most. My regular foursome is my Boy, Drew, his mate, Dwayne and my Buddy Steve. We always start by making the boys lie on their bellies beside each other. I mount Dwayne and Steve mounts Drew. Steve is a noisy fucker and I get real horny listening to him as I watch him breed my boy. We always swap boys and we always fuck their mouths as well as their arses. Me and Steve always cum at the same time. 2 men breeding their boys together is so hot. Sometimes after we’ve cum we let the boys breed us. Foursomes just work, No cock is left without a hole.

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

Neg and clean, I'll be shaved smooth and I want to be cummed in

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.

His was the first OnlyFans account I subscribed to. While his mainstream porn career was in the condom era, his OF content was bare. Brief, but bare.

Ready to get seedee

I haven't written anything in a while and I really liked a story ijoey posted so this is my take on it from one of the other character's point of view. Pozzed, Two For One By austin_submale, inspired by a story posted by ijoey So my boyfriend went out last night bar hopping. I was in my room on the computer watching pr0n when he came in and I heard his moans and the grunts of a top guy and the slaps which meant they were fucking hard. I went out to check out the action and I noticed my bf was bent over the ottoman taking an obviously large and raw dick. I said "Get it!" and plopped down on the sofa to enjoy the live action pr0n. Much better than video on the computer. The top guy rode him hard for another 20 minutes obviously dumping two loads deep into my bf's eager ass before he pulled out and laid down with his 9 inch cock still half hard laying between his legs. After he caught his breath he got up and hit the bathroom and I could hear the shower as he took a quick rinse while my bf went to his room to get cleaned up. When the top guy came out I was still on the couch and said "Sounded and looked like you guys had fun.” He just smirked and said "We did.". A minute later my bf came out of his room in just a towel and kissed him right in front of me. My bf said “I’m gonna shower—feel free to head out.” like he was dismissing him. Before the guy had a chance to leave I got up and grabbed him through his towel and gave him a deep kiss. His dick got hard again instantly so I pulled him into my room. I bent over the bed right away and just shot him a cocky little grin without saying a word. He immediately let his towel drop and walked up behind me sliding his rigid dick right into my hole. He was obviously still worked up from round one with my bf. I let out a low moan and pushed back against him greedy for that big dick. It was raw, fast, and filthy — exactly the kind of unexpected moment that makes your whole night. If I only knew how filthy it was really. He kept one hand on my lower back, the other gripping my hips as he drove into me, both of us trying to stay quiet but totally failing. We could still hear the shower running down the hall, which only made it hotter — knowing we were racing the clock. He finished deep inside me, breathing heavy against my back. I looked over my shoulder and said, “This’ll be our little secret,” I've done this many times before after my bf went out and picked someone up. “Oh, you have no idea” he flashed back with a wink. We heard the shower turn off, and he scrambled to grab his clothes, and slipped out just as my bf came out of the bathroom. He didn’t say a word—just smiled and left. Honestly? Best night I’ve had in a long time. I've been hoping my bf will go out bar hopping and bring that guy back home again, but we've both just come down with a little case of the flu so it will have to wait until next weekend I guess.

working from home today and a local guy with no ic hots me up on Grindr, I have all sorts of deliveries coming today and had no idea what time, but he said he was free at 11, so I said we might be interrupted by the door going and he said cool. Turns out he had literally walked out of a council meeting and came in stripped off and was certainly a grower. I sucked him for a bit and it really grew to a nice thick 8, he then said in a thick African accent, let me know when your ready, made me lie flat, lubed up and pushed in from behind raw. He just pumped away for about 15 minutes, all the time I thought the door bell would go, and then said do you mid if I clean up..... he had unloaded in my ass so quietly I didnt notice. then dressed said thanks and that he would be in touch and left. no idea what his name was but he went back for his council meeting.

Naturally smooth, love taking loads

I’ve had sex with my brother a lot, and played just once with my uncle. I’ve always majorly wanted my dad, there was once I thought maybe it was him at this park gloryhole near my house but I never saw his face so I don’t know for sure, probably just wishful thinking 😞

Prelude There are two Americas in the world. Now settle down, I'm not about to get political on you, this isn't that kind of tale. I'm speaking of the two Americas that exist side by side with little to no interaction. There is the America everyone sees, you know the one on TV. With the cities and the lights and the cars going fast. With the Ubers and the Instagram and the swiping left on things that you're gonna have delivered by an Amazon drone. Everyone knows that America. That America is the one where a group of seven white people sit in a coffee shop that charges five bucks for a cup and talk about a lot of nothing for 22 minutes and then smile as names scroll past them at a speed that is far too fast for normal people to read. We all know this America and for most people, it is their reality. But there is another America. An America where time seems to have stood still. An America where people walk slower, they smile more and they know each other's name in a way city folk don't quite understand. It is an America of picking apples and fallen leaves, stealing a kiss in the back seat of a car and going to sleep knowing that even if you didn't lock your door, it's gonna be ok. It's an America where people are judged by the work they do not the clothes they wear or the car they drive. An America where you own a truck cause you haul things, not cause you saw a celebrity drive one. Sure there are problems with this America as well as the first one but you ask the people who choose to live there and they'll tell you it's ok. It's a shrinking America to be sure but it's still there, alive and well. This is the America in which Everett Palmer lives. Now you don't know Everett, good, wholesome boy. Only son to Benjamin and Kathy Palmer over on Palm Street, he grew up tall, handsome and...well just about everything you'd think about if I said an all-American boy. A sophomore at Mercy Wells College on a scholarship to play baseball and he is about to come climbing out the second-story window of that peach-colored house over on the left. You see Everett has been dating Cheryl Miller since he started college and things have been heating up lately. No, that's not right. Things haven't been heating up lately, Cheryl has. You see Cheryl, third daughter to Paul Miller, dean of Mercy Wells, had set her sites on Everett and thought she had bagged herself a good one. He was handsome, polite, kind, an athlete's body and then there was the other thing God had graced the boy with that she was taken with. She had thought he was going to be like every other jock that had passed through her father's school, cocky, brash and sex-starved. But if anything, the boy didn't make one move towards Cheryl in the bedroom department. At first, Cheryl was taken by Everett's manners and patience, which was then replaced with admiration on how the boy could control himself so well when they spent so much time alone to frustration wondering if this boy was ever going to make a move. So Cheryl, being a young, independent woman of the millennium, made her own move on Everett. The boy took to sex like a fish to water and the two had been getting along swimmingly ever since. Cheryl would wait until her parents were asleep and then call for Everett to climb the lattice wall up to her window so he could sneak in and they could get down to business. This had been going on for a few months now and not one hiccup had occurred. That's the thing about hiccups, they can come right out of nowhere. You see coach Moore had the boys running drills past nine last night in preparation for next month's playoffs. The team, including Everett, had run miles and miles in the backfield until they could barely stand anymore. Moore had said their performance was pitiful but secretly he was proud of the boys, Everett especially. The boy was being scouted by a couple of major league teams quietly and if he didn't screw things up he was a shoo-in for a chance to play big-league baseball someday. Everett had screwed things up by telling Cheryl he would be over after practice. Still in his baseball pants and cleats, Everett had climbed the lattice quietly to her bedroom, his girlfriend waiting for him in a nightgown that covered very little. His legs burned with exertion from the wind sprints the coach had piled in him but the call of sex was too powerful for the nineteen-year-old and into her window he climbed. It turns out after climbing in, Everett didn't need to do much more than lie there and enjoy it. Cheryl had pleasured herself on the boy for well over an hour, brought him to climax twice with little effort all with almost machine-like efficiency. Now normally Everett was quick to dress and exit her room, one, because he was pretty sure her father would kill him if he found the baseball player in a state of undress with his daughter but more because whenever he was done having sex with her he had this desire to want to shower as quickly as possible. It was a confusing impulse but normally it was all Everett could do to not jump out her window and run to his house to rinse all evidence of his carnal behavior off his lean body. But not last night. You see last night Everett was just too tired to care and Cheryl was too happy that her boyfriend decided to stay and cuddle for once. The two of them passed out on the floor, Everett in just his high baseball socks and nothing else, Cheryl in less than that. So it is here we meet Everett, minutes after Cheryl's older sister barged in and told the two to wake up quickly, not before stealing a glance at what her sister had been coveting this whole time, that her father was awake and wondering where she was. A minute after Cheryl shook the sleeping athlete awake and told him he had to go. And seconds before the sound of Cheryl's father's footsteps could be heard climbing the staircase to her room. And there as promised is our boy, Everett Palmer, climbing down the side of the house, buck naked, save his socks, with his uniform in hand as he avoided the more prickly pieces of ivy from grabbing his junk as he descended. As luck would have it Ms. Lamar was walking her dog in front of the Millers and turned just in time to see the young athlete's nude form drop to the driveway. He was 6'2” without an ounce of extra fat on him. Days and days of baseball had tanned his face and arms but left the rest of his toned, muscular body pale as the day he was born. But the most impressive part of Everett wasn't his height or frame or his toned, athletic body. It was what God had gifted him below that made Ms. Lamar pause. You see when the lord almighty puts bodies together he does so in a judicious way. He tries to keep things as even as possible, brains, looks, body, no one gets too much of everything to keep things fair. So pretty people rarely had much in the way of common sense, athletic folks weren't all that known for being rocket scientists and the smartest and kindest of people were so, usually at the expense of outward looks and physical grace. Not in Everett's case. You see when Everett was being dreamed up it was clear from the get go the boy lacked the basic common sense that God had given a squirrel. He was timid, trusting, kind to a fault and loathed to fight in any capacity whatsoever. A creature like this would be nearly helpless in the world, a victim to whoever stumbled across the poor boy to just run ramshod over him and take advantage of him. So when Everett was born he was given the looks of an angel, the body of a devil and the cock of a demi-god. It was a sight to see and see it Ms. Lamar did as it swung heavy between Everett's legs as he slipped his baseball pants on. How he stuffed the whole thing down the front of his pants and not got it caught in the zippers no one will know, but within seconds, wearing only pants and socks he ran as fast as he could towards his car, hoping no one was looking out Cheryl's window. As he slipped inside his '67 Bel Air, a Christmas gift given to him by his dad, his large feet dwarfed the pedals as he tossed the rest of his uniform aside and turned the beast over as fast as he could. He looked over and saw the stunned face of Ms. Lamar, who was just staring at the boy like she had seen the Lord risen again. He smiled and gave her a small wave as the car turned over and he drove off as fast as he could. And this is where our story starts.

I woke up like this. My hole was used well last night

Very fuckable…Looks like it needs another load or two adding 😏

Well, the cage came off last night. The cum ratio he set was 10:1. He had 11 over the past six days. I admittedly haven't been the model sub, I thought I'd be. I've been whining for him to let me cum. He's been good natured about it, but rules are rules. Last night, he tied me up, hands behind my back, thighs to calves and legs together with some slack between. Then he tied my neck to the rope between my legs locking me tightly into doggy. We've obviously talked about things I've fantasized about, and one of them was getting fucked after I've came and lost interest. I thought I was going to get it doggy but, he flipped my over upsidedown, so that my knees were at my shoulders and my cock dangling infront of my face. Then he took the cage off and started jerking me. It's been over a week since I've came, and I've had constant cock. He made me cum quickly, and a ton, all over my face. It felt amazing. Then he picked me up like I was an inflatable and threw me on the bed on my back. He was rock hard and I had, predictably, lost all interest. He grabbed my face roughly, rubbed my cum in my face, then on his cock and then pushed in my ass. Just like that. It fucking hurt and wasn't pleasurable. I focused on breathing, and bit down on my teeth. That helped. He spanked me relentlessly throughout. Then he started jerking my soft cock. That was too sensitive and only added to the displeasure. He fucked me in a way I knew wasn't optimal drawing it out, and kept asking if I've learned a lesson or of I hated his cock inside me. I answered yes, each time. Last night was the longest he'd lasted, must have been over ten minutes. He's not a monster, and didn't go hard or fast until he finally decided to cum. He came hard and that part was as hot as always. He slapped my ass hard one last time and pulled out. Then went and had a shower while I lay there, my ass throbbing, my cum drying on my face, his leaking out of my ass. And I thought I wasn't gay anymore, and I want to never do that ever again. I have him head this morning, and swallowed a disappointingly small load and again after dinner tonight. And all I can think about, is getting fucked with my own cum on my face again. What the fuck is that? I did not like it at all at the time, but now the thought of it gets me hard until the spikes on the inside of my cage make that uncomfortable. It's fucked up, but I love it now until the next time, I suppose. And the strangest part, right now, I hope I never learn to like it.

I can't say much on this, but I can confirm that new chapters are in the works.

short and to the point - raw fuck no talk

Chapter 6 The room is eerily quiet as I’m kneeling and pinned to the fuck bench. I try to calm my breathing, feeling anxious that I can’t move, see or say anything. I’m basically trapped in my home, by strangers and there are only a couple here I know and even them I’ve only known for 2 weeks. What the fuck am I doing. I try counting to keep track of time, but every time I start getting worked up, I take a deep breath and find myself getting a poppers rush and I lose track. I’m unable to move other than to slightly shift my weight from one knee to the other. It’s been a while now but couldn’t tell you if it’s been 30 minutes or 4 hours. Suddenly I hear the door slowly creaking open, letting in laughter and splashing evidently from pool outside. The door closes and I hear a slight noise as someone walks slowly across the room. I hand touches my ass, gently rubbing it. I hear whoever it is spit and feel the wetness running down the crack of my ass. What seems to be a finger, starts rubbing my slightly swollen ass lips and tentatively breaches the hole. Whoever it is, spits again, and I feel another finger enter my ass. He starts stroking in and out tapping gently on my prostate. Fuck that feels good, causing me to take a deep breath. I feel the poppers from the gag take hold and moan as he reinserts his fingers, slowly fucking my hole. He pulls his fingers from my ass and as I’m eagerly awaiting his next insertion, I hear cardboard tearing and crinkling like something plastic is being torn. Whoever it is leans down and whispers, in a barely audible guttural voice. The voice is barely a rasp like he is trying to sound different. The voice seems familiar I can’t place, and he’s telling me to take a hit as I’m going to need it. but when the unmistakable scent passes under my nose and I feel the small glass bottle he holds under my left nostril down, I take a deep hit. Another one he whispers. He repeats the same on my right nostril and I’m soon flying with the familiar rush. He pops a finger quickly in and out of my ass and then something hard is inserted. He’s shoving it in deep, in and out of my hole. He using it to scrape my ass lining. The assault burns and it feels like knives are cutting into me. I can tell he’s tearing up my hole. I’m trying to struggle and scream from the pain, but it was useless. Just as I think I’m going to pass out, he removes the object. He gently rubs my ass. He steps up and removes the blindfold, and I strain to see who it is but can’t turn my head that far. He thrusts what appears to be a toothbrush into my line of site. It’s bloody as hell and can see clumps of skin he’s torn with the aggressive brushing. He places the blindfold back over my eyes, kisses my neck gently then caresses my ass and then exits the room in a hurry. My cock is hard and is scraping the sides of the cage and if I’m not mistaken I’m leaking precum profusely. These guys are seriously going to knock me up tonight and while this situation is scary as hell, I’m turned on and can’t wait for what comes next. The door opens and someone enters the room, he says, fuck that’s hot. It’s Tom and I’m slightly relieved. He approaches me and tells me he’s wearing his 00 gauge PA with the four spiked protrusions on it. Tom wants to be the first to fuck me tonight and while he’s pretty sure he’s already knocked me up, he’s going to fuck me brutally to ensure he’s the one I’m pozzed by this evening if not and if it isn’t him he wants to be sure he enables someones toxic strain to succeed. I know from experience; this is going to only cause more anal fissures and pain, as my ass becomes a fertile ground for poz cum. He spits on my open ass and immediately he’s shoving his spiked dick into my ass. The spikes drag across my ass lips and catch, burning as they split my hole open. Unlike earlier fucks, Tom shows no mercy. He shoves deeply in a single massive thrust, not caring if I’m ready or not. The pain is intense as he repeatedly slams by ass. He fucks me like a stallion in heat and is soon long dicking me as I finally relax into the fuck. He comments how slick my hole is now and that his cock is covered in blood. He starts jack hammering and as he drags across my prostate he goes deep and pierces through my sigmoid into my second hole, as deep as he’s ever been. Tom’s assault continues as he pummels away. He’s got an anger in his fuck and is nailing me not caring if I enjoy it or not. He’s slamming so hard into me that I’m in pain and having a hard time breathing and almost start to fear he’s really going to hurt me with this assault. Tom’s aggressive fuck goes on for what is at least 10 minutes of constant assault. I’m doing everything I can not to panic when, he screams out as his cock spews his toxic load deep in my ass. Tom has a condition known as hyperspermia and when he cums, he spews massives amounts of cum. He begins shaking as volley after volley floods my hole. He keeps cumming long after most guys would be spent and just floods my tunnel with his seed. Finally, I feel cum dripping on my balls from my ass and only then does he pull out. He’s not about to let me lose any of his cum and immediately, his fingers dig into my ass and start scraping my sloppy anal canal. He then begins massaging the cum throughout my ass wherever his fingers can reach. He wants to make sure his DNA reaches every scratch, fissure and tear. Tom comes up to the head of the table and removes the gag from my mouth but leaves the blindfold in place. He quickly shoves his hand in my mouth and tells me to clean off his hand then the same with his cock. I taste his familiar cum and more than just a little blood. Tom then checks each of the restraints to make sure I’m secure. I start to whimper that this is way more intense than I ever expected. Tom says, shut the fuck up and you will answer yes or no sir and nothing else unless I give you permission. I tell him yes sir. Tom says, look, you want to get pozzed and I expect you to take everything dished out tonight. We got this fuck bench just for this and we are going to make sure you join the brotherhood. Tom tells me he has someone coming tonight that will check in on me periodically to make sure we don’t go too far but just know we are going to use you like the fuck hole you. You know me and the Cuban guys know how to turn any prison bitch into our plaything so you aren’t really even a challenge. Do you understand? I answer yes sir. Do you want the evening to proceed? I think, fuck this is crazy, but find myself saying yes sir. I hear the door open and Tom says wait till you meet these two guys. Tom says, Drew, why don’t you fill his mouth he’s been too mouthy. Chuck I’ve opened his ass for you and deposited a load, but your beer can cock is a lot for anyone, so take it slow. Don’t worry about him as he’s just a fuck sleeve for the evening and wants your poz strains so don’t hold back once you get going. Tom slaps my ass and tells the guys they have the next 30 minutes before he sends his Cuban buddies up With that, I hear he door open as Tom out. Shit, I’m now taking anonymous cocks as I’m soon stuffed at both ends.

Had this happen to me once before the apps were a big thing. I was going to meet a couple and headed over to their place. I got there and a buzzed the code. Guy answered and let me in. I knocked on the door and was let in. We go into the living room and I’m expecting another guy to be there. We started talking and it turns out that he was waiting for a guy and I had mixed up the condo numbers and put in the wrong code. I ended up swallowing his load until his guy showed up. I then made my way down the hall to the right one and got fucked.

Raw is law... once a man starts fucking me, he should never pull out until he cums deep inside of me, unless he wants to cum all over my face. His choice.

His cock head felt hot as it slipped between my sweaty arse cheeks. It was so hot in this room that my crack was already slippery with sweat, and it got slicker as his precum mixed with my sweat. I closed my eyes and my heart was pounding like a drum in my chest. I was so incredibly turned on but also terrified about the massive poz cock poised at my hole. "My my, you do like to live...dangerously don't you? I wonder what the odds of you converting in one fuck would be?" he spoke as he slowly rubbed his cock between my cheeks. His cockhead brushed my tight virgin hole and I flinched, but at the same time a jolt ran up my spine, I was so turned on. "How dangerously, I wonder? Hmmm......maybe you'd like to flip for lube? Or condoms?" Wait, what? Was that one flip? Or two? I couldn't quite figure out what he meant, I tried to nod and shake my head while asking in muffled moans round the gag for him to please use a condom. I heard the flick and slap of him flipping another coin behind my back again. "Ooh, bad choice I'm afraid. No condoms or lube it is. I do hope your not the type to welch on a bet." John lined his massive cock up with my virgin hole. I'd never inserted anything bigger than a curious finger up there and now there was a bare poz cock beginning to press against it. It was somewhat slippery from the sweat and precum that had slicked my crack, but not enough for this! I clenched my jaw and bit hard into the rubber ball gag as my hole burned and stung, straining to accommodate the invading cockhead. The pain abated very slightly as the head popped in and John eased back from pushing in. "Oh, that is a lovely, tight arsehole you've got there. Can't believe your so happy to just risk that lovely neg hole getting ruined on a silly bet." He slowly started to slip the first little part of his cock in and out of my poor hole. The burning increased again, but I could feel it starting to become a bit slicker. How much precum was that poz cock leaking into my unprotected arse? And why was my cock so hard, even through the pain radiating from my arse. "Whoops, think I might have torn you up a little getting in there. Little bit of bloods nothing to worry about though." John chuckled as he worked more of his cock into my hole. I continued to bite the gag and tried to breathe as my hole was slowly stretched and I began to feel the red hot length of his cock slide slowly further and further into my rectum. After some minutes, as John thrusted in I felt his balls slap my arse as he finally bottomed out. My arse was on fire and it felt like his cock was trying to take up some serious space in my abdomen. As he fully penetrated me, he leaned forward and rested his hands on the small of my back, pushing me down. I felt a drip of sweat fall from him and hit me between the shoulder blades. "Well, don't you fit like the perfect cock sleeve! With a little persuasion. Now, how about a real bet?" I tried to catch my breath. I shuddered and writhed slightly on the iron bar piercing me. What the fuck else? What did this guy have in mind for me!

Part 2! Sorry for the long way. Writing is hard! This chapter is a bit of a slow burn but the next chapter will be the climax (lol). I promise it won't take as long as this one did to release. Remember, this is literally one of the first stories I've ever written and I am NOT a profession writer by any means. This story will be littered with typos and bad grammar. Hell, some of it might not make any sense at all! Proofreading is not in my skill set. ----- The day had arrived. I left my parents place in the afternoon and I was on my way to fix this dirty old man’s computer. “In and out. Simple job. Easy money”. That’s what I told myself to justify going against my senses and making this risky trip. Somehow the risk made me a little excited and the thrill made my adrenaline pump. Still, I had a sense of unease the whole bus ride leading up to getting dropped off at PapaTop’s apartment building. It was an older, rundown building in a rough part of town. Before I got on the bus he told me to just go into the building and find his apartment when I got here, the door would be unlocked so I could just walk in without knocking. He’d be waiting for me. I rode the elevator up to his floor and exited into the hallway. I followed the signs and eventually found his door. My heart started pounding in my chest and my cock twitched ever so slightly. “In and out.” I whispered to myself as I reached for the door knob. I twisted the handle and slowly opened the door, as it creaked open my nostrils were immediately hit by a pungent odor that knocked me back an inch or two. If I had to guess, it was a mix of cigarettes, body odor, and hot sex. My brain was screaming at me. “Don’t go in there! You’re in danger!” but that thought was quickly replaced by the image of PapaTop’s cock and my body moved forward on its own. I walked through the door, closing it behind me. My eyes widened as the very first thing I saw was Papa sitting on a couch and jerking his cock in the middle of the living room. This was the very first time I’ve seen him in person and he’s just casually stroking his thick meat in front of me. I was stunned at the sight… but intrigued. He was a big, chubby, bear of a man. The best way I could describe PapaTop would be an old, dirty, Santa but replace his joyous spirit with something a bit more… sinister. He had classic male pattern baldness, missing hair on the top of his head. Thick light gray hair covered his whole body and his fur looked damp, he must’ve worked up a sweat while jerking off. He had on a dirty wife beater and some old, dingy, tighty whities bunched up around one of his ankles. Under his huge belly I saw his thick, greased up cock sticking out from his fat pad. His pics didn’t do his cock any justice. He had a huge mushroom head and a thick veiny shaft. He had to have been 7, maybe 8 inches long if you accounted for the extra inch of cock he had hidden in his fat pad. I shuddered at the thought of having to have it anywhere near my ass, that thing could do damage. This would be enough to scare any sane person away but I froze while my brain processed everything I was looking at. I stared for about 15 seconds hoping that he’d stop and acknowledge me. His eyes were closed but surely he heard his door open when I came in. I felt my dick start to harden in my pants, I couldn’t deny that watching him stroke his meat was turning me on but I told myself that I wasn’t getting hard because of PapaTop. My hormones were just out of whack, that’s all… it wasn’t the thought of his huge, shiny, cock slowly slithering towards me… entrapping me… forcing itself into me… that last thought made me snap back to reality. I gave a light cough to get his attention and I saw his eyes open. “That you, boy? Come on in! No need to be shy. I’m just about finished here.” His voice was deep and a bit raspy with a bit of a country twang to it “Come sit.” He sat up straight, pulled his underwear up, and tucked away his cock. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to walk in on you like that.” I said as I walked towards the couch. The closer I got to him, the more I smelled his musk. He chuckled “Sorry boy. I didn’t know exactly when you were coming and for some reason I woke up very horny today…” He paused and looked me up and down lustfully. His cock was still rock hard in his underwear, I thought I saw it twitch once or twice. “... I thought I could rub one out before you got here but looks like I’m going to have to save that load for later. I was getting close too…” I sat down next to him and tried my best not to look at his crotch, the temptation was strong but I didn’t want to give the wrong impression, I was just here to help him with his computer after all. “So where’s your computer? What kind of issues did you say you were having?” “Oh, my old laptop is around here somewhere… probably in the bedroom. Might take a bit to look for it. Let’s chat first, no need to rush. This is our first time meeting after all.” This wasn’t going to be as quick as I had hoped. We talked for a while, just boring small talk about our lives. As innocent as the conversation was, I couldn’t help but notice him starting to inch closer towards me on the couch. Every now and then he would slap my shoulder or pat my leg. Each time he did it, I felt his touch lasting a small moment longer, lingering longer than what would be considered normal. I noticed him adjusting his cock through his underwear every few minutes too. Sometimes he seemed like he was just playing with himself. My cock started getting hard because of the touches and I was starting to get a little flustered, becoming red in the face. PapaTop noticed. “Hey boy, you seem nervous. You okay?” I tried to play it cool. “Yeah, I’m just a little shy is all, everything’s fine.” Papa got up from the couch. “Oh! I think I know something that will help you relax a bit. Stay put.” The huge man got up, wafting his scent towards me, it didn’t smell as bad as before. Maybe I was getting used to it. He walked into the kitchen for a minute and came back with a bottle of whiskey and two shot glasses. “A couple of shots always helps relieve any anxiety I have. Drink up!” I wasn’t even the legal age to drink yet and I didn’t want to go home to my parents smelling like booze. I declined the drink but PapaTop insisted. “You’ll be fine, boy. One or two drinks isn’t going to get you drunk. You won’t reek either, I have cologne. This is my good stuff too, rare and expensive.” I gave in and let him pour me a shot. He collapsed onto the couch right next to me, our thighs touching, he put his arm around my shoulders to pull me close. His smell was becoming intoxicating and combined with the warmth of his body, my dick was completely stiff. He held up his shot glass and said “Cheers!” We both took a shot simultaneously. It burned going down and I coughed a little. “Aww boy, not used to the burn?” He went to pat my leg to console me but ended up patting my dick, he felt how rock hard it was and teased me “Someone’s happy!” He let out a big laugh that made his belly shake. I was embarrassed. “Sorry, I don’t know why I can’t control it.” He poured us another shot “Don’t worry boy, I’ve been rock hard and leaking ever since you arrived, look.” He spread his legs and I saw his dick straining against his underwear with a damp spot where the head was. “See? We’re just men being men, nothing to be ashamed of.” He handed me another shot of whiskey. “Drink this if you want it to go down quicker. Ever heard of whiskey dick? Liquor makes you go soft.” He didn’t sound completely convincing but I wanted the embarrassing boner to go away quickly so I took the shot, it burned just as much as the first. We talked more, I wasn’t as anxious and the conversation was lively, I guess the whiskey was making me a bit more social. We laughed over some of his old hook-ups mishaps from when he was around my age. Papa poured me a couple more shots at one point, he wouldn’t take no for an answer so I gulped them down. My hard-on wasn’t going down, so I thought I needed another drink or two to help anyway. I noticed him being a bit more touchy and flirty over time, he wasn’t as subtle as before playing with cock in front of me. He had his arm wrapped tight around my shoulders, I was pressed up against his side. I almost felt trapped against him, I’m not sure I could break his hold without REALLY trying. Maybe it was just because I was feeling tipsy but it felt nice being cuddled up against someone,it was harmless flirting anyways. It wasn’t like I was going to hook up with someone 3 times my age, especially not someone with HIV. He started rubbing my shoulders and the back of my neck, I involuntarily let out a soft moan. I couldn’t deny how good it felt, he had big strong hands and they felt magical. He sensed that I was enjoying his touch so he turned me away from him and really started working my back. His hands reached under my shirt and kneaded my lower back causing me to let out more soft moans. I knew letting him touch me like this was dangerous and could lead to him attempting to seduce me but it felt so good. I lost count on how many shots I took but I was still in my right mind. I still had things under control and I wouldn’t let things go overboard if he tried anything. “Relax and let Papa make you feel good. First let’s get this shirt off” He tugged at my shirt from the bottom, slowly pulling it over my head, and then tossed it on the floor. He suggested we get into a more comfortable position so he re-positioned himself on the couch, sitting sideways and placing me between his legs. He leaned back and had me lean back on top of him. His big furry belly felt so soft against my back, it was almost like reclining back on a super comfortable chair. I could feel his cock pressed against my ass but I still had pants on so it wasn't too awkward. His hands started caressing my chest with one hand while he rubbed my belly with the other. He leaned down a bit and I felt his big beard rub against my neck. He put his mouth up to my ear and in a low voice he whispered directly into my ear. “That’s it boy. Let Papa take care of you.” His hands continued to feel all over my body, every once in a while he would reach down and rub my crotch. Each time he did, my dick jumped. Eventually he undid my belt bucket and unzipped my fly so he could play with my dick through my boxers . “You seem uncomfortable with these jeans on. No need for them anyways, I never wear pants when I’m home. You shouldn’t either, so get them off. Now.” It seemed like more of a command than a suggestion. I wanted to get as comfortable as possible so I pulled them off and tossed them next to my shirt on the floor. I was only in my boxers now. I looked back at Papa and saw him staring at me hungrily while rubbing his dick as it poked out the bottom of his underwear. “Sit.” He commanded. I thought to myself “It’s fine. I have my boxers on. I won’t let it go further than this. Five more minutes max then I’ll fix his computer and get out of here before it gets too late”. I re-positioned myself and got nestled back into Papa’s lap. He wrapped one arm around my upper torso and pulled me back into his chest. This time he locked his legs over each of my legs restricting any movement from me. I was completely trapped, I couldn’t struggle if I wanted to. He started licking my ears and neck while rubbing my belly. It tickled a bit but also caused me to squirm around a bit in pleasure. It was a new sensation for me and it drove me wild. Between belly rubs, he would tease my dick by rubbing and grabbing at it through the thin fabric of my boxers. I started tingling all over. I gathered my composure enough to say “Stop! It’s too much! I need a break.” But I felt his grasp get tighter around my body and he doubled down on his efforts to make me squirm. He started licking, kissing, and tonguing my ear viciously, ignoring my pleads for him to stop. “I’m not done with you yet, boy. Just enjoy this.” His hand drifted down into the waistband of my boxers, pulling my dick out. He started playing with it, stroking the shaft slowly and cupping my balls. Instinctively, I wanted to get away but Papa held me tight, I couldn’t escape. I was completely at his mercy but it felt so fucking good. He spit into his hand and started working the head of my dick. I was starting to moan loud, my eyes rolled back, and my brain started getting foggy. I just closed my eyes and let Papa take control. Every once in a while he would whisper in my ear various things like “Yeah boy, just relax.” Don’t worry, I got you.” “Feels good, doesn't it?” Most times I only responded with a soft whimper or moan. After a while I felt something slimy against my skin, it was his cock throbbing against my bare asscheeks. I didn’t even notice that my boxers were halfway down my legs until this point, he must’ve slid them down when I wasn’t paying attention. He started humping me slowly and I felt my asscheeks getting sleek with precum, a lot of it. “Sorry boy, my dick is leaking like crazy. Your hot little body is getting me all worked up, plus I didn’t get to cum earlier because you interrupted me.” My head was still in the clouds. I was just about paralyzed from the sensory overload, whiskey, and his firm restraint of my body that had me locked in place while he took advantage. Every once in a while I would feel him thrust hard against me, causing my ass to bounce on his crotch. Every couple of thrust I felt his dick slip between my lubed up cheeks, prodding at my hole and getting it sleek too. He teased my hole with his mushroom head. “Oh fuck boy. My dirty cock seems to have found a new cave to explore.” Each prod against my virgin hole made my body jolt from the foreign feeling but something felt good about it at the same time so I didn’t protest. His natural lube caused my pucker to slowly part each time his thick head kissed it with a poke. I thought to myself that it's not like he can just stick his cock up my ass. I’m too tight and he’s too thick. That’s when I felt him adjust his cock so it was pressed right against my hole. “Relax boy. Just relax.” He started making out with my neck again. Kissing it, tonguing it, licking all around. I instantly melted into his body, inadvertently causing my ass to sink down around the head of cock slowly. As soon as I felt his head halfway into my ring, I snapped back to my senses and tried to pull my ass up from his cock but he tightened the grasp he had on me, preventing me from moving an inch. I struggled as much as I could. “I said relax boy!” He barked and at same time he bucked his hips forward causing the head of his cock to slide even further into the ring of my hole. “Your ass feels amazing on my cock, stay still while I enjoy this. You will too.” I felt my hole stretching as he started pushing deeper into me, this was a new feeling for me and I couldn’t tell if I liked it. It burned as his head slowly slid further and further in. One more push and his head would be completely in me but I couldn’t say I was a virgin anymore. I didn’t want to lose it to this dirty old man. “Hey! You said you’d behave!” I grabbed the arm he had wrapped around my torso and started to pry myself from his grasp. He made one last push to penetrate me but I used all of my strength to sit up and pull away. It felt like his head might’ve gone in all the way with that final push but I couldn’t really tell. My hole snapped back tight but it felt wet and sore. I felt slightly violated. I was on my knees as I moved to the other side of the couch, away from Papa’s grasp. I looked back and saw a trail of thick precum leading from my hole to the tip of his bright purple mushroom head. “Sorry, boy. I’m a bit tipsy from the shots and your hole just felt so warm and inviting. I couldn’t help myself. Let’s blame it on the whiskey.” Made sense to me, I was starting to feel the booze too and I knew that it could make you do weird things sometimes. I pulled my boxers back up to cover my exposed dick and ass. Papa stood up and tucked his dick back into his underwear. He took a huge swig from the whiskey bottle and swallowed it down with ease. “Hey, there’s only a shot left in this bottle. How about we finish it off and head to the bedroom so you can look at my laptop, it's getting late and you’ve still got work to do, boy.” Before I could even answer, he had the bottle up to my lips and started tipping it into my mouth. I didn’t want to spill any of it on myself so I gulped it down. It seemed like way more than just a shot and my stomach churned a bit as the liquid burned my insides as it went down. “Good boy!” Papa got up and held his hand out so he could help me up. It was a bit of my struggle, my legs felt a little wobbly and it was difficult to keep my balance. I was drunker than I had realized. “Shouldn’t I get dressed first?” I asked as I scanned the floor for my clothes. He grabbed my shoulders and led me forward. I stumbled with each step, not realizing how drunk I actually was. We walked towards his bedroom door. “No need boy… they’ll just get in the way.” We entered the dimly lit bedroom. The musky sex smell that I had become accustomed to was even stronger here. I really felt like I was in danger as soon as I stepped in, I was in the belly of the beast but the booze gave me a false sense of control. I thought to myself “In and out. Simple job. Easy money”. Papa closed the door behind him and I heard the click of a lock. I was officially in Papa’s trap.

Chapter 3 I wake up alone in bed. Looking at the clock it says 7 PM. My ass is sore and I’m lying on wet sheets. My brain is foggy, when, I realize it’s still Monday and thankfully my assistant cleared the calendar for tomorrow as well. Yesterday afternoon/evening I was tied down and fucked by the Cuban guys and Tom. I start to get hard, remembering the events, when my cock starts hurting and reminds me it’s been locked up in a cage. Trying to calm down so my cock deflates isn’t happening. I get up and head to pee, hoping that will do the trick. I stand at the toilet and start to pee, but it sprays all over. Fuck, I stifle the deluge and decide to get in the shower and let it flow. My cock deflates as the stream gushes from the confines of the cage. I don’t have much ability to aim and just let it go. As I’m peeing a fart escapes my ass and I quickly feel cum running down my taint and balls. Squatting, I let loose a massive amount of cum. It’s easily 1 ½ cups and as it hit the floor, I see red globs of what I expect is blood clots getting loosened up. The guys bred me hard and made sure to do some damage. I rinse off the best I can and after drying, go to the mirror to inspect the damage. My ass hole is partially prolapsed with an inch of my hole protruding out, bright red, inflamed but hot as fuck. Licking my fingers I work to push the lips back in. As I massage my hole, I find myself pushing 3 then 4 fingers inside. I’m turned on as I massage the inner lining. Digging deep, I feel wetness, pull my fingers out and am rewarded by cum covering my digits. I suck it in, loving the taste of ass and cum. I start remembering Tom’s deep fucking later in the evening and start to get hard again when the cage reminds me with pain. Quickly calming down trying to make the discomfort stop, I turned to the sink to wash my hands, and I see a note stuck to the mirror. The note says, meeting a couple of clients for dinner with Ivan. I’ll see you tomorrow. I’d prefer to keep your cock locked but if an emergency or something comes up, I gave Craig your number and here’s his. He knows where the key is. I’m examining it in the mirror, thinking this cock cage is interesting. It’s a simple black plastic cock ring around my cock and my balls. My penis is then caged in a similar plastic device that mirrors the droop of my penis that my cock slid into. There are plenty of openings for air and an open tip for my piss. Ok, so I didn’t see that the first time I needed to pee, but can probably do better with a minor adjustment next time. My balls are wedged between the cage and ring and are held protruding out, swollen from the vise like pressure. It’s actually pretty comfortable and I feel a warmth in my groin that is reassuring. I really like this feeling. It wouldn’t be all that hard to get off, even without the key, but I figure part of it is willingly giving control of my cock to another guy. The downside is that I can’t touch my cock or stroke it and every time I start to get hard the pressure on the cage prevents it. As a result, I’ve not been able to cum since Tom slammed it on me. Tom’s has not steered me wrong yet. I decide, I am turned on by this and with Tom as my keyholder I’m sure to learn something and be taken on a wild journey. I decided to throw on a jock for support, light shorts and a T-shirt and chill in the quiet. I head to the kitchen and realize I’m famished. Opening the door to the refrigerator, I realize, I’ve not been to the store in over a week and there isn’t anything to eat. Picking up a pad, I start making a list when my phone rings. I don’t recognize the name, but the number looks familiar. I answer and it’s Craig. He’s calling just to check in as he explains Tom, locked his cock for a month as well and the first couple days were tough. He just wanted to make sure I’m doing ok and if I have any questions or need anything. I told him I made a mess when I peed but think I can align my slit better next time. Yeah, aligning helps, but for the most part it won’t matter he tells me. Craig laughs and says, nope, just squat like a chick and have a water bottle handy to rinse. I tell him that unfortunately, I’ve got to head to the store since there isn’t anything to eat in the house. Craig’s tells me he’s just getting off work and has a extra large Pizza fresh out of the oven and he’d be happy to share. Not really wanting to go shopping this late, I agree if he’s cool with it. Craig says no problem, and he didn’t have anything planned this evening and would enjoy seeing me. He’s just getting in his car and will be here in about 10 minutes. Problem solved, so I grab a stiff drink and start thinking of questions to ask about cock cage management. Fuck I could be in this for a month, am I really up to this? As I’m savoring my scotch, the bell rings and Craig’s at the door with a large pizza and two bottles of wine. I look at him and smile, telling him he’s my savior from letting me avoid a late evening shopping trip. He drops the food on the counter and gives me a big hug telling me it’s his pleasure. I swallow the rest of the scotch and grab a couple of wine glasses, a corkscrew and suggest we eat outside by the pool. I’ve not had anything to eat in 36 hours and find the wine on top of the scotch has me buzzed. We devour the pizza and have almost finished the second bottle in short order. I shared with him the weekend activities and Craig’s impressed, as even he struggled getting bred by the Cuban guys. Craig says, well let me see it dude. Dropping my pants and sliding the jock down, I show him the new addition to my cock. Craig reaches out grabbing hold of my of my balls, rubbing his fingers over the device and says, damn that is so cool. It’s design pops your balls out and damn, your cock is like deep down. I tell him, yeah, I have to be careful, or self-inflicted CBT is a real thing. I can’t get hard, though I leak like a faucet I tell him. Craig gets an evil grin and slaps my nuts causing me to yell, FUCK, but I’m instantly chubbing, only causing more discomfort. He grabs my dick at the base behind the cock ring and slides his index finger in the gap along my shaft. Yep, that boy won’t be getting hard for a good long time. Craig tells me to get used to it because Tom is only unlocking that a couple times a week for cleaning and a quick inspection to make sure you I have no bruising or other damage. He tells me within a week, I’ll be nothing but a hole demanding to get bred. Craig starts rubbing my balls, amazed how tight they are gripped by the cage. He comments the tip is moist and sticky as he works a finger into the open tip. He licks his finger and says, damn that juice is sweet. His caresses are causing the cage to rise and fall slightly. Actually, his fingers on my balls feel amazing as it’s the most attention they’ve had other than my own since yesterday morning. I start to get an erection, but the cage prevents a full mast. He grabs my balls and the cage, squeezing down until the vice like grip distracts my cock with enough pain that it quickly deflates. Craig tells me Tom told him if he comes over, feel free to do what you want with me, but do everything you can not to unlock me. Craig reminds me that last time he was here he didn’t get to fuck me as Tom wanted him to be the dump of the day. Tom told him I’m needing poz loads for some reason though. I share that evidently the home test I had was a false positive. Craig, laughs and says given the past 2 weeks of all the cocks and amount of cum I’ve taken that’s highly unlikely to still be the case. But just to be sure, he really wants to breed my ass and he took some Viagra before coming over and plans on fucking me for hours. Plus, fucking a locked cock is such a turn on he tells me that he’s pretty sure he should be able to deliver at least 3 toxic loads to my ripe ass. Looking at this total stud, I say, well you better get busy buddy. Craig grins, stands up, gets naked. Craig’s got a lean build, a moderately hairy chest and a decent cock. While his dick isn’t huge, he’s got a hefty girth and a nice bulbous cock head that is made for sucking and stretching an ass open. He’s got killer looks as well, and he already knows from last time I find him intensely attractive. He turns me around and tells me to kneel on the couch. Spreading my ass cheeks, he dives in and starts eating my ass. Second to none, Craig is working my hole like a virtuoso. He starts with a gentle breath, giving way to tender kisses. His tongue’s wetness is soothing to my puffy ass lips. He devotedly laps as he opens me wider, allowing his tongue to penetrate deeper. Craig spreads my cheeks farther apart and my still gaped hole and rosebud slit opens wide for him. He gently nibbles and alternates his full wide tongue across the lips. He then curls his tongue, probing the open slit. So far he’s just used his spit to lube me, but as he probes my hole with a couple fingers, he pulls them out and says, dude, your ass is still full of cum. He licks his fingers and says, he can taste Tom for sure, then proceeds to use the cum to lube me up. Knowing I’m ready, Craig aims his hard cock at my hole and slowly slides his cock head in. The bulbous head catches my ass lips and with a purposeful plunge I feel his cock pop open my ring. His girth is amazing, and I feel my hole stretching as he slowly drives his cock inward. The head of his cock slides across my prostate causing me to moan with pleasure. He’s balls deep with his fat head resting on my prostate. As he starts a short back and forth stroke my moans grow louder and tells me his going to teach me what a locked cock is all about. Craig says he loves fucking a loaded ass and he increases his tempo and begins pounding out my hole. My cock is trying to get hard, but with the rigid sides of the cage, full mast isn’t possible and every time my cock twitches, my nuts are crushed between the cage and the ring of the device. Every stroke across my prostate is causing me to dribble sticky precum and the opening of the cock cage at the tip of my penis is wet and slick from my dick leaking so much. Craig keeps this up, slowing down and speeding up and edging himself with my wet hole. He’s churned up a froth that clings to his cock as his pace renews its stride. I’m getting hornier and more frustrated as his fuck continues unable to touch myself. Soon I find myself gyrating my ass into his cock trying to get more of his cock into me provide relief. Craig pulls out and then looks at me and says, its’ time for me to ride his cock. He pulls out and lies back on the adjacent recliner. I straddle him, line up my hole and slide down on his cock. Something clicks in my head and I start riding his cock for all I’m worth. I’m an animal in heat as I use his cock as a dildo to fuck my hole. I can’t get enough of his cock and my ass starts trying to rape his cock, demanding he make me cum. I scream for him to make me get off as I bear down, slamming his rod into my prostate. I’m leaking profusely but for the life of me I can’t get relief. I’m bucking back and forth trying to get his cock deeper into me, finding the spot to provide release. Nothing is working as my ass is working to devour Craig’s prick. Craig screams out and he stiffens up as his cock erupts in my ass delivering a torrent of his toxic seed. I so want to cum, but can’t and just keep my ass assaulting his hard cock, desperate to release myself from this torture. Losing stamina, I collapse on top of Craig wilted from my attempt to pull my orgasm out using his cock as a tool. Craig is still hard and he flips me over on my back, spreads my legs and slams his cock back into my hole. He looks me deep in the eyes telling me, I need to accept, that I’m just a hole to be used. My desire for release is unimportant. The sooner I accept that, the easier my life will be. Tom will unlock me once I have learned to be a good faggot. All the while, Craig is slowly fucking me. Leaning in, Craig starts kissing me. His fuck turns into something tender and caring. My legs wrap around his waist as I find myself relaxing into his slow and gentle fuck. He whispers into my ear, to breathe deep and relax. His lips now find my neck, sucking and nibbling as I relax into his love making. I feel the gentle massage of my prostate as he slides slowly back and forth. His mouth finds my left nipple and he bites down, finding what pressure I like when I moan as his bite strengthens. Sucking my now hard nipple he very gently increases the pace of his fuck. He repeats the process on my right nipple as I groan with pleasure. Straightening up, Craig looks deeply in my eyes, whispering how I need to just concentrate on the gentle pressure in my ass. He keeps this up, gently sliding in and out of my ass with no hurry and keeps reminding me to focus on the feeling, drowning out all other thoughts. I feel warmth in my balls and comment to him how amazing he feels in me. He slowly increases the pace and tells me to bear down concentrating on the feeling at the base of my cock. I tell him I feel like a need to pee, but he says, no, just concentrate on the pleasure as he begins stimulation to my prostate. His pace quickens and suddenly I flush and feel a wetness around my cock. His tempo is now a steady fuck as he tells me to keep bearing down. Suddenly I feel my body contract as waves of euphoria flood my system. Craig calls out, yes, ride that wave. He is now slamming hard into me. He groans and I feel his cock drill deep into me just as I let go and feel my cock slightly jump. I feel the wetness on my cock as it expands in the cage. I rock from the waves flooding my senses. The intensity quickly passes and when I look at my caged dick, there is a thin layer of clear liquid shimmering on my extruded balls. I was expecting a pool of cum. At the same time rather than feeling the complete release and exhaustion from cumming, I feel a calmness and almost a renewed energy. Craig looks at me and says, you just had an anal orgasm and with practice you’ll be able to get there on your own. He explains that it may not be as intense as a traditional orgasm but I’ll learn to savor it. Plus, Craig shares, it is the sweetest nectar you’ll ever produce as he wipes my balls with his fingers and feeds it to me. He’s still hard and his cock is buried in my ass. Craig, says it his turn now. He slides four fingers into open cunt and makes no pretense about scraping the sides of my tunnel with his nails. Pulling his fingers out he inspects them and tells me, see the blood man, my turn to make sure I infect you. Craig buries his cock back in my ass and starts pummeling my hole. He’s slamming in, jack hammering my hole. He pulls completely out and repeatedly stabs his cock back in. The aggression in his assault is almost terrifying. All I can do is lay there, accepting his complete domination. Craig’s eyes make it clear that he’s determined to fuck me until he’s succeeded in his task. His rapid fuck continues for at least ten minutes, sweat dripping from the exertion. With a final powerful thrust he tenses up and screams as he tells me he’s depositing another poison load in my useless hole. He’s shaking from the release, and I feel his balls contracting as he unloads pump after pump of his poz load in my ass. As his hardon dies, his cock slips out, but Craig immediately shoves his hand back in my wrecked hole. He’s collecting and massaging the cum into the lining of my ass. He tells me he’s making sure the scratched tissue has every chance to absorb his toxic DNA. His fingers begin massaging my prostate and I feel my cock getting wet again. He’s milking more pre-cum from me. I spread my legs further apart and plead for him to allow me to cum. Craig pulls his fingers out slightly and then I feel my ass ripping open as his thumb and wrist breach my ass ring. His fingers stretch and prod my rectal lining. He pulls out then starts fist fucking my hole, using his clenched fingers as a spear. I scream out “Fuck Yes” from the assault on my ass. I bear down as he slams his hand in and out. After six or seven punches, Craig begins to slide his hand further into my hole past his wrist. I feel so fucking full when, I feel my balls retract and my cock starts squirting piss out the end of the cage. Craig leans in and takes the tip of the cage into his mouth. As my bladder empties Craig guzzles what he can contain in his mouth. As my stream subsides, Craig withdraws his hand and then shoves his cock in my hole. Craig begins pounding away again. Fuck that was hot he screams, as he fucks me with everything he’s got. It’s not long before he cums again in my open hole. Craig collapses on top of me with his cock still hard in my ass. As his cock eventually deflates, he pulls me into a kiss. I can taste the piss still lingering in his mouth. Craig sees the double recliner and pulls me with him as we stumble into the deep cushions. Repositioning Craig pulls me into his arms. Fuck, that was such an amazing experience I tell him, and we both quickly doze off, completely satiated and exhausted.

4. Jumping over the edge Once Adam came up for air, he looked me in the eyes and grinned at me. “Fuck Dad, you are so hot. I can’t believe that I met you here. How much of me in the sling did you see?” “I saw that thick hairy jock boy fuck your pussy and then some hot daddy dumped a load in you, too.” Adam laughed and said “Oh yeah, the jock boy is Ben. He’s sort of my boyfriend. We like coming here together cause we can both be pigs. He loves watching me get railed in the sling.” I gave him a little pouty look and said “What? You weren’t going to introduce your hot boyfriend to your hot Dad?” He laughed and said “It’s a brand new thing, Dad. That’s why I said 'sort of boyfriend.’ We’ve only been seeing each other for a couple months. I didn’t wanna jinx it.” I tousled his curly hair and laughed. “It’s fine, son. I just want you to be happy. Well that and I wanna watch you take those 20 loads you were talking about when you were in the sling. I think I know how I can help you with that.” “Oh? What do you mean, Dad?” I went to the locker in the room and pulled out my stash. I had some more loaded points that I’d made earlier in the evening. I took one out and held it up. “Do you know what this is?” “Dad! You are a naughty, naughty man. Yeah, I know what it is but I’ve never done it before. Ben has and told me he wanted me to try it sometime too, but the timing hasn’t been right when I’d have some recovery time, what with school and everything.” “Well, it’s summer vacation, now isn't it, son? And who better to give you your first slam than your dear old Dad?” I grinned at him and he started at the orange capped syringe in my hand. “You wanna do it now, Dad? Really?” “Well that depends, boy. You gonna let Daddy inside that pretty cunt of yours and feel all those loads from strangers lubing my cock up? Huh?” He grabbed me behind the head and pulled my mouth to his. I kissed him hard on the mouth. He pulled away and quietly said “fuck yeah, old man. You wanna put the cock that made me in my boy cunt? Is that what you want? It’s all loose and sloppy and full of cum from complete strangers. Is that what you want? You WANT your son to be a dirty faggot cumdump taking loads in a sleazy bathhouse?” He grinned. I moaned and said “Fuck yes, son. That sloppy cunt is MINE. I’m gonna breed it and slide my cock in where every man has gone before.” We both laughed and I pulled out the alcohol wipes and strap so I could slam Adam up for the first time. I told him what to expect. That it would feel like too much, and then he might cough. I knew he was going to cough. He just nodded and said “you’re my Dad. I trust you. Corrupt me with drugs and cock and I’ll be one happy little faggot.” We both grinned again and then I heard a knock on the door. I opened it to find Justin standing there with Ben. “Look who I found,” Justin said. Ben was tall and handsome with a thickly built athletic body like he played hockey or rugby (I later found out it was both). He was standing there in a jockstrap with a backwards ball cap on and his towel slung over his shoulder. I waved them in and Justin shut the door. “I thought you might be getting the boy ready for those 20 loads he was fantasizing about in the sling. This hot pig says he’s your son’s boyfriend. He’s also a great cocksucker.” Ben just blushed and then noticed the syringe in my hand. “Sir..…Are you gonna….?” It seemed silly to shake Ben’s hand, so I said “yes, I am. You want one too? I’m Mike. Adam’s Dad. But you probably knew that already.” Then I set the syringe down on the bed, stood up, grabbed Ben behind his head and pulled him in for a deep kiss. Justin and Adam both said “FUUUUUUUUCK.” We kissed for a long time, then I whispered in his ear “I’m jealous that you got to teach my son how to be a whore.” “Don’t worry, sir. He taught me more than I taught him. He’s the instigator whenever we get nasty.” I pulled away from him and grinned again. “Must be genetic. Sit down on the bed. I’ve got enough for everyone. Justin, you want a slam too?” “Fuck yeah, Mike. I’m weird, it makes my cock harder, not softer. I can fuck for hours when I’m slammed up and spun.” I pulled out four points and we were ready for a long night. I handed them to Justin and Ben, who seemed to know how to slam themselves. I always had extra bands and alcohol pads. Justin and Ben quickly slammed themselves and Ben immediately dropped to his knees and took Justin’s fat uncut tool in his mouth, slobbering all over it, digging deep under Justin’s foreskin. I turned back to Adam and said “you ready to blast off, son?” Adam was in a trance and just nodded. “Tell me what you want, boy. Use your words.” “Please Dad? I’ve wanted to touch your cock and feel it inside me ever since I knew what cocks were for and how much I needed them. The slam is just the icing on the cake. Do it. I wanna know what Ben is feeling. Look at him suck that cock! FUCK that’s hot!!” Ben came up for air, moaned and reached over to bury his mouth in Adam’s crotch. I told him to shove his tongue all the way inside with Adam’s cock in his mouth and stop. Then I quickly wrapped the strap around Adam’s arm, and told him to pump his fist. A nice plump vein popped up right away. “Bullseye,” I said. I quickly slid the needle in his arm, slowly pushed the plunger down and pulled the needle out, covering the tiny wound with another alcohol pad. “You ready son? Justin, when I give the signal, undo the strap on his arm, OK?” Justin could see where this was going. I felt like I was directing a dance, and my son was the star. Then I grabbed Adam behind his head and kissed him as hard as I could while pushing Ben hard to eat Justin’s cunt. I gave Justin the signal and he unsnapped the strap while my tongue was deep in Adam’s mouth. I could feel him start to cough so I backed off a little to give him air, also letting Ben breathe with his mouth full of trans boy cunt and the loads that had already been deposited in my son’s pussy. Ben continued to eat Adam’s pussy while Adam coughed hard. Maybe I should’ve adjusted the amount for his smaller body, but I could never have guessed I’d be slamming my own son at the baths. I pulled Ben’s mouth up off Adam’s crotch and he was breathing heavily, his trim beard covered in the cum of random men who had used my son as their cumdump whore tonight. I pushed him up toward Adam’s face to let them make out while I entered Adam’s pussy. I pulled myself up so my face was level with theirs and slid my huge Daddy cock inside my son’s front hole. Ben moaned while he shared the loads he’d just sucked out of Adam’s hole. Adam pulled away and looked me right in the eye. “Fuck me Daddy. Use my filthy cunt as hard as you want. And when you’re done, I want you to fuck me again.” I focused on how my fat uncut daddy cock feel inside my son’s front hole and it felt amazing. He was so sloppy with a combination of juices and the cum all those men shot inside his hole. Just then, Justin reached over and grabbed Ben, pulling him over to suck his cock. Ben slobbered over Justin’s cock for a minute and then looked up and said “please, sir? Will you breed my cunt, too?”

3. Surprise, faggot. It’s Daddy! The man who was fucking me reached his arm out to help me up off the fuck bench and I followed him to the sling room. He introduced himself and said “I’m Justin.” We chatted a little as we walked to the large public sling room. Once my eyes adjusted to the low light, I saw HIM, in one of the slings, taking the cock of a hot, hairy muscle jock of about 25. My older son. FUCK. Adam came out as trans pretty young and his Moms and I were supportive, of course. When he started taking testosterone at 16, it was obvious that this was the right thing for his body. He blossomed into a muscular, confident young man, and hair started growing all over his body, just as I had done when I was his age. He joined the school gymnastics team, and excelled. He was short, strong, muscled and very flexible. I had no idea he was a pig, though. I was about to find out just how much of a pig. There he was, all 5’3” of him, thick furry chest breathing deeply, moaning and begging for the guy inside him to fuck his cunt harder. The guy reached down to play with Adam’s fat furry ass which just made him moan louder. Nothing better than two holes to play with. The guy continued to fuck Adam’s front hole while spewing filth about how his cunt was the best he’d ever fucked, which just made my boy put on even more of a show. The hot jock who was fucking him reached down to kiss Adam and my cock was instantly hard, despite the slam coursing through my veins. I’d never seen something so hot before. Justin looked at me and said “told you this kid was a pig.” I was so turned on that I hardly heard him. He touched my shoulder and I snapped out of the trance of watching my son take a huge cock in his cunt. I laughed and said “fuck yeah. One of the hottest things I’ve ever seen.” Justin then cocked his head to the side and said “do you know him or something?” “Or something.” He gave me another funny look and we both went back to watching the hot furry jock boy breed my son. His huge uncut cock kept pumping in and out of Adam’s pussy while Adam goaded him on in a low voice. “Come on bro, use my cunt. I know you wanna dump a load in me. Gotta cum inside. Don’t fucking pull that beautiful cock out of me. Shoot INSIDE MY FUCKING CUNT!” The jock laughed and said “dude, I already shot one load in your hole. You want another one, don’t you?” Adam laughed as well and moaned “fuuuuuuck yeah, dude. Give it to me. Knock me up and lube my cunt up so it can take cock all night. I need more loads in my cunt.” The guy sped up and said “you ready for it faggot? You ready to take another load in your cunt? Tell me what you need, pig.” Adam moaned and said “breed me, man. Shoot your load in me. I need it. I’ve taken 6 loads in this sling. Your second load will be seven. I want 20 tonight! Breed me fucker! Come on, give me your load!” The jock laughed again and reached down to kiss Adam while he pounded him hard. Then he moaned and said “here it comes, faggot. Take. MY. FUCKING. LOAD!” He stopped and his legs shook while I saw his nuts draw up into his body and pulse. He was breeding my son with another load of cum. He pulled out, reached over, kissed Adam again and whispered in his ear. Adam laughed and whispered back and furry jock boy walked away. A tall daddy type with salt and pepper fur all over his chest stepped up and immediately slid his cock balls deep into my son’s pussy. FUCK. I was watching another random stranger breed my son. My cock was bursting and had never been harder. The daddy didn’t last long. Clearly Adam’s hole was sloppy, just the way I like ‘em. He quickly dumped load #8 in Adam’s cunt, roaring as he shot what was clearly a huge load. Justin reached over and wrapped his hand around my fat uncut dick while we watched the Daddy dump his load inside Adam’s hole. I moaned as he pulled his cock out and cum oozed from my son, covering his cock head. Justin squeezed my cock again and leaned over to whisper in my ear “you gonna take a turn? Cause I’m gonna fuck that hot little furry thing. He’s sexy as fuck.” I laughed and just said “you first buddy. You dumped a load in me, do him next.” Justin laughed and walked over to the sling. Adam still hadn’t seen me, he was far too focused on getting the strange men in the room to breed him. Justin didn’t wait, he walked right up to Adam and pinched his nipples hard. Adam moaned and said “fuck me, mister. Either hole. Your choice.” Justin laughed and said “how many loads in each hole?” Adam just moaned when he saw Justin’s fat cock and said “five front, two back.” Justin just pulled his foreskin back and slid his cock inside my son. “Then I’ll be number eight, boy.” I moaned and watched this big black stud fuck my boy. Before tonight I had no idea what he was into sexually, now I knew he was a filthy cumdump begging for cock in a sleazy bathhouse’s public sling. Justin pumped Adam and played with the head of his cock while he pounded Adam hard, just the way he’d pounded me. I didn’t dare touch my rock hard cock while I watched Justin fuck my son. “Fuck boy, your cunt is so fucking sloppy. Grab onto my dick as hard as you can,” he said. Adam just laughed and said “how’s that stud? How’s your cock feel in my lubed up pussy?” Justin moaned again and said “that’s it, boy, that’s what I want. Keep doing that.” Adam clearly did his Kegels. He slammed his cock into Adam’s hole over and over again while my son moaned like a filthy whore. Pretty soon, Justin moaned loudly and he dumped another load into Adam’s hole. Justin pinched Adam’s nipples again, kissed him and slid his cock out of my son. “Next? You wanna fuck the kid, Mike?” For the first time, Adam lifted his head up so he could see who Justin was talking to. He got a horrified look on his face, and tried to pull himself up out of the sling. I quickly walked over to his head and gently pushed him back into the sling. “Shhhh…..Baby boy.…..don’t say anything.” Justin was still standing at the back of the sling and said “so you guys DO know each other, huh?” I laughed and said “apparently I’m not the only pig in this family.” Justin got a startled look on his face and said “Wait. WHAT? DUUUUDE. He’s your SON? Holy shit! That’s SO fucking hot. I loaded both of your cunts. Lucky me.” Justin and I laughed, while Adam was still dumbfounded. I turned to him and said “let’s get you out of this sling so you and I can go have a chat. OK, son?” Adam didn’t say a word but let Justin help him out of the sling. He was a little unsteady on his feet for a second. I wrapped my arm around him and turned his face to mine. “Don’t worry, baby boy. We’re gonna have a really good time tonight.” He smiled back at me and said “fuck Dad, I’ve been wanting this for a long time. He reached back and touched the plug in my ass. “Dirty faggot.” We both laughed and I told Justin that we were gonna take a break and told him my room number. “Come by my room in a half hour or so.” Justin smiled really big and said “can I bring a friend?” I laughed and said “I’ll be pissed off if you don’t!” Adam and I quickly made our way back to my room, shut the door sat down on the bed. I kissed him hard on the lips and he moaned loudly. He was ready to become Daddy’s whore.

Chapter Five Jack caught a ride with me to Blackthorn's house. “You really think he can get my grades up?” I asked him. “Depends, I mean you're pretty behind. But I bet he'll find something you can do to earn the grade.” “Sheesh I hope so, if I lose my scholarship I don't know what I'd do.” “Go into porn?” “Huh?” “Nothing, just listen to what he has to say.” We pulled up to his house and I grabbed my backpack, “Did you bring your books?” Jack shook his head, “Nah, I'll just follow along.” As we approached the door it opened and Blackthorn was standing there looking buff as shit. He had on a tight black t-shirt that really showed his chest off and a pair of workout shorts that might have been old because they were pretty tight on him. He started to smile and then looked at Jack, “Um, this was a private lesson Palmer.” Before I could say anything Jack spoke up, “It's ok Mr. Blackthorn, I figured out what you were going to teach him and I'd like to help.” Blackthorn raised an eyebrow. “He told me about the private lesson you gave him earlier, and I thought if you were going to go into a full lesson, you might need help.” He cocked his head and he gave Jack a small smile, “Have you been giving him lessons as well?” “Well sir I've been trying, but I think he's finally ready to learn.” “Well then come in boys, we have no time to waste.” His house was pretty swag, I mean you could tell he was a bachelor. He must have not bought light bulbs because this room was fucking dark, I had no idea how we were going to study. There was a large blanket on the floor and pillows all around. “Sit, you guys drink?” Jack laughed, “Does a fish swim?” “Excellent, let me grab some wine, take your shoes off and relax.” Jack shucked his off quickly so I followed suit. “Dude, he might have forgotten I was coming by, this place looks like it's setup for a date or something.” Jack leaned back on a stack of pillows, “Maybe, but he's willing to teach so relax man.” I sat down and started grabbing my book out of my backpack. “Nope,” Mr. Blackthorn said coming out of the kitchen with a bottle of wine and some glasses, “You aren't ready for a book yet Palmer, we need to go back to basics.” Man I was too stupid to even use the book? That sucks. Blackthorn sat down and poured us all a huge glass of wine. “Um, I don't really drink all that much,” I said looking at my wine. And it was true, I got stupid when I was drunk, a fact I learned in high school a couple of times. Both times I had gotten drunk I woke up at a friend's house, buck naked feeling like I had ran a marathon the night before. The guys always just said I was fun when I was that way but I didn't like it. “A relaxed mind learns faster,” Blackthorn said, indicating I should drink. Sighing I brought the glass up to my mouth and started to chug it. It was sweet, I mean it had that nasty alcohol taste but I drank it all pretty quickly. They were both just staring at me open mouthed. “What?” I asked putting the glass down, “You said drink.” Jack and Blackthorn looked at each other and smiled. “Ok then, well that should help. What was the last thing you recall us studying?” I thought really hard, but I was already getting a little wobbly, “Um, the civil war I think?” “Everett, we're going over Watergate, that's a hundred years later. You haven't been paying attention at all?” “No sir,” I said sadly. Was it hot in here? “We should quiz him,” Jack offered, “You know test and see what he knows and doesn't.” Blackthorn just looked at Jack in confusion. “We're going to ask you some history questions, and you try to answer them as correctly as possible ok?” I nodded. “But I know you, you're just going to say you don't remember to most of them, so let's give you a reason to think.” I didn't understand what he just said and fought back giggling and just asked, “Huh?” “For every question you get wrong you have to take off a piece of clothing.” “What?” I said shocked, “No way I'm not stripping.” “Then think hard about your answers,” Jack suggested. I looked at Blackthorn for help but he just nodded, “I think it's a good idea. The pressure of not wanting to undress yourself should give you motivation to recall facts.” I did not want to do this but he was the teacher and I remembered what Jack said. Just do whatever Blackthorn tells me so I can pass. I nodded, “Sure ok.” “Great,” Blackthorn said, “Who was the president during the civil war?” “Um, penny guy...Lincoln!” “That's right,” he looked at Jack, you lose. Jack paused for a moment and then smile, “You got me.” He pulled his socks off. “Ok Jack, who were we fighting against in the war?” “The south,” Jack answered. That was was way easy. Blackthorn looked at me, “You lose.” I wasn't sure how I lost since I didn't get a question wrong but Jack did it so I took my socks off as well. “Everett, who was Lincoln's Secretary of War.” I just stared at Blackthorn. “During the war, who was the man in charge of most of it.” “Um...Lincoln's son?” “No, Edwin Stanton, your loss.” I had never heard that name before but the wine was really hitting me and I just pulled my shirt off. “Ok, you got me.” “Jack, where was Lincoln shot?” “Ford's theater,” he answered instantly. “Everett, your loss.” “Man...” I said looking at what I was wearing, “Um, all I have are my pants.” “You still have your underwear right?” Blackthorn asked. “Um, no I've been freeballing it all day.” Blackthorn shook his head, “Rules are rules.” Sighing I stood up and wobbled a little. Jack jumped up and steadied me. “Thanks man,” I said unbuttoning my jeans. “Here let me help,” he said doing it for me. I pulled them down and stepped out of them, I was torn. It felt so fucking good to be naked because I was too hot but I was also naked in front of two guys. I sat back down and put a pillow over my groin. “Well that was fast,” Blackthorn said, “What are we going to use to motivate him now?” Jack thought about it, “Ok how about we move to strip poker rules? Loser has to do what the winner tells him too.” Those were the rules. When we played strip poker whoever was naked and lost again had to do whatever the winning guy said. I had lost one hand and they made me jog around the school statue completely naked. I nodded, “Ok fine.” “Everett, who was the president of the Confederacy?” “The what?” “The Confederacy,” Blackthorn repeated, “Of the United States?” I was confused, “You mean Lincoln?” Jack laughed, “The Confederacy was the south dumbass.” I blushed, “Well I didn't know that!” “Ok Mr. Blackthorn, you won, your dare.” “OK Everett, you have to have another glass of wine.” I made a face but nodded. Blackthorn jumped up and left the room. “Dude, I'm naked!” Jack just shrugged, “You should have been paying more attention in class.” “I thought you were coming along to help me.” “Oh I'm helping, trust me.” Blackthorn came back and sat down, “Ok little bit of wine,” he poured, “And take this.” He held out his hand and a little purple pill. It looked like a Flintstones's vitamin. “What's this?” I asked taking it from him. “It helps you with hangovers, for the next morning.” “Oh cool,” I said popping in my mouth and chasing it down with the wine. “So where were we?” he asked. “The confederacy,” I answered, leaning back on the pillows. “Right, so do you remember when the civil war ended?” I thought about it for a moment, “Um, 1900's?” “1865,” he corrected me. “Uh oh,” I said suddenly laughing, “I missed again.” “Jack, your dare,” Blackthorn said. Jack looked at me, “Ok, I get to tickle you for a minute straight.” “No way!” I said, trying to sit up but it was too late. Jack pounced on me, throwing the pillow off my crotch and straddling my waist. “Please Jack don't...” I begged. He tore into my side and I lost it. I was super ticklish, a fact Jack has lorded over me for years. “Beg for mercy,” he said as I tried to block his hands. “Please Jack, please!” “You want me to pick something else?” I nodded almost crying, “Please, anything!” “Promise.” “I promise, I promise!!' He stopped and I laid there, trying to catch my breath. “Ok, so anything.” I nodded and he stood up. He unbuttoned his jeans and my eyes got wide. “Dude,” I whispered, “Not here!” He dropped his pants, standing over me in just his black jockstrap. “You said anything.” he said stepping out of his jeans. “A promise is a promise Mr. Everett.” Sighing I just nodded. He knelt back down, closer to my face, his crotch just over my head. “Lemme feel that tongue,” he said. God I couldn't believe this. Just like Jack to find something humiliating and make me do it in front of a teacher no less! Man I am going to get him back for this. I leaned my head up and licked his pouch, the musky smell wasn't as bad as I thought it would be. He didn't move so I kept going, his dick slowly hardening. He reached down and moved his pouch aside, his balls were now exposed. Man, this is the worst! I licked the smooth underside of his balls and heard him moan. “There ya go Everett, this is what you get when you don't study.” He was right, if only I had paid more attention in class I wouldn't be in the mess. I kept licking, sucking one ball into my mouth and rolling it around in my mouth. He gasped and I went for the other one. I just wanted this to be over with, I was already dizzy from he wine and now I was losing focus. I licked around Jack's balls, for some reason their smoothness was fucking cool. I was obsessed with the way they felt, so smooth, warm...they were like candy almost. Jack scooted down, straddling my chest now. His dick was hard as fuck sticking out of his jock. He pushed the head of it down towards my mouth and I opened it slowly, like I was in a dream. I tasted his precum as he pushed into my mouth and the taste was insane! The feeling of his dick on my tongue was like nothing I'd ever felt before. I grabbed either side of his ass and pulled him deeper into me. “Yeah buddy, eat that cock.” There was something in the back of my mind saying this was all wrong but I didn't care. Everything was like explosions all over my body. The feeling of the blanket beneath me made me tingle, Jack's ass on my chest was warm and smooth...everything was like a turn on and I was about to lose control. “Roll him over,” Blackthorn told Jack. “Come on big guy.” he said getting up and sitting near my head, “Come and get it.” I rolled over and crawled towards his dick, the movement on my hands and knees was like tiny electrical shocks. I went back to sucking his dick, now fully going down on him, wanting to feel his head hit the back of my throat. “Yeah, you like that don't you buddy?” I nodded while I blew him, I liked it a lot right now. My legs were nudged apart and I could feel Blackthorn behind me, spreading them with outward. I was on all fours, head down in Jack's crotch, ass up and I just didn't care. I wanted to say this wasn't me but everything felt so fucking good I wanted it to be me all the time. I was so focused on Jack's dick that I didn't even notice Blackthorn's face near my ass. I didn't notice until his tongue licked my hole. If Jack hadn't been holding my head I would have jumped up screaming. Instead I just screamed around his dick as Blackthorn's warm tongue moved again and again around my hole. Now I was fully extended as I kept blowing Jack but pushing my ass back onto the teacher's tongue. “Yeah that's it buddy,” Jack said stoking my hair, “Back up into that, come on, show him you want it.” As it darted into my tight hole for a moment I blacked out a little it felt so good. I came off of Jack's dick and screamed, “Please sir, do it some more.” Blackthorn's hands grabbed my ass and he plunged his face into my ass hard. His tongue speared into me and I actually squealed as I put my head on the ground and stuck my ass up higher. “Tell him champ, tell him how it feels.” “Oh sir it feels soooo good! Like that, deeper, harder...sir please harder.” His hands pulled my cheeks apart even more and his tongue went deeper, causing me to just scream in pleasure. I couldn't form words as he forced it in and out again and again, each time it going just a tiny bit farther than before. I was pushing back as hard as I could to meet his movement, I wanted that in me, I needed it...I wanted more. “More sir, more...” “Does it feel good?” Jack asked grabbing my chin and making him look at me. I looked up with a big goofy grin on my face, slobber running down my chin. All I could do was nod. “You want more?” Another nod. “You want it deeper?” Several nods. “Ok,” Jack said to Blackthorn, “Switch.” Jack got up and I watched his dick bob away with regret. But it was ok cause Blackthorn sat down and his dick was right there. Now he had a man's cock, thick, strong, not as long as me but it was a solid cock, like my dad had. “Come on Everett, it's ok.” he said pushing my head down towards it. I closed my eyes and began sucking the man's cock, his taste was completely different and the second I tasted it I wanted more. His hands were entwined in my hair and as I bobbed up and down he was massaging my scalp, making my entire head tingle in pleasure. Jack's tongue pushed into me and I whimpered again around Blackthorn's beefy dick. I began pushing back again, hoping Jack could get it in deeper than Blackthorn. As Jack tongue fucked me I slurped up and down Blackthorn's dick, I couldn't take the whole thing in my mouth it was so thick, I moved around the sides like it was a huge, flesh popsicle. I began to whine as I realized Jack wasn't going any deeper. “You want more?” Jack asked me. I nodded around Blackthorn's dick. “Ok, I'll give you more.” Something smooth pressed against my hole, something pretty big. I wanted to look at what it was but Mr. Blackthorn was pushing my head down to keep me sucking. Whatever it was slowly started to enter me and I felt the same sting as when Billy put three fingers in me. But with the sting came a whole other sensation, like the pain itself was a kind of pleasure. I remember what I had learned and relaxed, pushing out as it went in. “Fuck!” Jack said as whatever it was pushed inches into me. My ass spasmed around it, not used to anything that big in it and certainly not going in! It pulled out a little and I felt the spot where it had left ache with emptiness. I pushed back quickly, not wanting to lost the feeling, impaling myself on it another couple of inches. “Fuck Ev, you really want this?” I pushed back again, ignoring the pain and focusing on the fucking fireworks going on in my ass. Something bumped up against my ass and it took my spaced mind a second to realize that it was. That was Jack! The haze in my head vanished as I realized I had a dick up my ass! I tried to pull back but all I did was push onto it more. When it hit bottom I felt that same tingle as when Billy touched me and my eyes rolled back in my head. Jack pulled his dick back a few inches and then pushed into me again. His dick slide right over that spot and I felt myself moan in spite of myself. “Yeah, come on big guy, you can do it.” I didn't want to do it but every time he moved his dick my body just went nuts and I found myself pushing back onto him. My body was meeting his thrusts as I mentally screamed for him to stop. Finally Blackthorn let go of my head and I was able to talk. “Jack! Jack....you're...uhhh....stop...please...oh god....” Jack kept fucking me, each time my train of thought shattered as I instinctively pushed back into it. “What Everett, what do you want?” “Stop...fuck...stop fuc...ohhh...” He had stopped his dick right at the spot and was just moving it back and forth like not even a quarter inch. My thoughts blurred as all I felt was fucking sex. My reason and complaints just went away as a blinding light of pleasure overwhelmed me. I don't know how long I was like that but when I came back I was covered in sweat, moving like mad. “Yeah Everett, yeah...fuck yourself, come on stud harder...” I was confused to what he meant until I realized I was doing just that. I was rocking back and forth on his cock, he had stopped moving and I was fucking myself on it. The sound of my ass hitting him was loud as I used all my strength to rear back and take all of his cock deeper and deeper. “Yeah, come on boy, harder.” There was half a moment's hesitation but it vanished as I forced his cock to hit that spot in me again. It was fucking everything and I felt what little resistance I had left just vanish. “Yeah...fuck me Jack, harder...harder...” “Yeah?” Jack asked surprised, “You asking for it now?” “Please Jack, fuck me, please...” His hands went back to my waist and he thrust forward as I pushed back. And everything inside of me just exploded. The impact of his dick into my ass was like a bomb going off, and I just went nuts. “Yes, yes....fuck me, fuck my ass....harder Jack, harder!” “You like that Ev? You like getting fucked?” “Oh yeah, fuck me Jack, fuck me all night.” “Beg me Jack, beg me to keep going.” “Please Jack, please....” I said trying to push as hard as I could back. “You really want this?” I nodded and whined. He pulled his dick out. I turned around panicked, my ass sting from the emptiness. He sat back, “Here's my dick bud, come and get it.” I realized that this was different, that I was no longer being fucked, that he wanted me to go over there and do it myself. I could hear my ego scream and me not to do this, that I was straight and I needed to stop. I saw Jack's dick twitch a drop of precum pooled up at the tip... I moved over, straddled his waist and guided his cock into me. “Come on big boy, ride me.” I put my hands around his neck, looped my legs under his knees and pushed myself down on his member. I threw my head back and moaned as I felt it bottom out in me. My sexuality screamed in despair and I just slammed myself again and again on his dick. “Whose my fucking jock bitch?” Jack asked. I slowed a little and he added, “Only jock bitches get fucked...” And again it was another line...a line my ass didn't care about. “I'm your jock bitch Jack, I am...” “Who owns your ass?” “You do Jack, you do....” “You gonna let me fuck you anytime I want?” I nodded, “Just fuck me Jack...harder.” He began to thrust up with my movements and I fucking squealed again. “Yeah scream for that dick, come on bitch...fuck yourself....harder, faster...” I did everything he said, not caring about anything else in the world but the pleasure I was feeling. “You want me to breed you?” he asked. I didn't know what that meant. “You want me to shoot my load into you? You wanna feel my cum in your tight jock ass?” I nodded, not sure what I was doing any more. “Stroke your cock for me,” he commended, “Lemme see your big dick react to me fucking you.” I grabbed my dick, who had been ready to fire off at any second and he began to push up like a fucking jackhammer. “Come on bitch, come on you knock bitch...take my seed....take it....” “Breed me Jack....fucking breed me...” I cried as my hand blurred up and down the length of my cock. “Cum for me bitch, cum for your man...” “Jack....JACK!!!” I honestly lost time. My load shot and I think I passed out for a moment. It was like an out of body experience, I could feel the warmth of Jack's cum flooding my ass, the throb of it as he just shot again and again....I could feel his nails dig into the muscles of my back as he held me there, pressed against his sweaty body, making me take his load like the jock bitch I was. I could feel the cum splash against my face and I know my tongue darted out to catch what I could. The wet warmth against our chest and abs was like a baptism as a part of my mind realized what complete ecstasy felt like. As I collapsed forward into Jack he embraced me and pulled me into him. He leaned in and kissed me hard, and I found all I wanted to do was kiss him back. Jesus Christ...what have I become?

Years ago on vacation in San Juan, PR I walked on the beach one night after leaving a bar. A guy came up whipped his dick out and I started sucking. Before I knew it a few guys walked over watching--at first I thought there was going to be trouble (tourists warned not to be on beach at night), but they kept pulling dicks out . I kept sucking and swallowing. Eleven guys and 13 loads. What luck, wish it would happen to me again. I could've sucked more but ran out guys!

“I want you to seed my ass tonight.” I sent the message and followed it up with some pics of my body and my hole, hoping to entice the gorgeous dude who was apparently nearby, visiting from out of town. A brief conversation followed. Him: “Fuck yes. Time and place? My bf and I would love to sample some of the local hole.” Me: “Later tonight, we will work out the details. Just follow my lead.” Him: “K. U see I’m POZ?” Me: “Yes, yes, and hell yes. This conversation didn’t happen, OK? Just follow my lead and I promise it’ll be worth your while. Tell your bf the same.” Deleting the messages from my phone, I joined Jake, my boyfriend, who was seated in the living room. I showed him the photograph of the ‘gorgeous dude’ asking “Are you interested in playing with this guy and his boyfriend? Maybe the four of us could get together tonight and have some fun.” Jake glanced at gorgeous guy’s sculpted torso and grinned at me in approval. Immediately I shot gorgeous guy this message. “Hey sexy. My bf and I are close by. We’re wondering if you and your bf would like to meet for a drink?” A tense minute followed during which I hoped gorgeous guy would follow my lead. He seemed to understand my subterfuge as this dialogue suggests. Him: “Sure bro. Nice chest, would love to see more. I’m 6’2 200 8c, my bf is 5’9 170, ripped, 7uc.” <sent pic of fat 8” cock> Me: “Great dick dude. I’m 5’11 170 7c, bf is 6’ 170, skinny with a 8 cut dick” <sent pic of bubble ass> Him: “Sweet ass bro. Bf is vers, I’m top. Both poz. That cool?” Me: “Bf is vers too, I’m bottom. Poz cool - we are on PrEP, and use condoms too. There’s a bar on the corner of 8th and Main. Meet you there in 30?” Him: “See you there.” Now, I should give you a bit of background. Jake and I have been a couple for five years or so, and had recently decided to spice things up by playing with others. Always together, and the only way Jake would consider it was if we both went on PrEP and used condoms every time. In fact, he makes it a sort of ritual whenever we play with someone: we simultaneous took our pill, and he would then put the condom on the guy fucking me (and vice versa), always using our own rubbers, never theirs. What can I say? He has trust issues. We headed to the bar, and the moment we walked in, we spotted them immediately. In our relatively small city, hot new guys like this don’t go unnoticed. We headed over and made our introductions - Joey and Jake, meet Andre and Alex. Looking even better than in his pictures, Andre was a tall black slab of beef, solid and masculine, and Alex was a Latin muscle god. Both accustomed to turning heads, I could tell they were sizing us up and deciding if they’d made the right choice. I knew I might have to work to keep their interest, so I muscled my way in between them to order Jake and myself a drink, taking the opportunity to grind my ass into Andre’s crotch while I did so. Subtlety is not my strong suit, but it seemed to work. I felt his strong hand go to my hip and I felt him growing behind me, from what was already an impressive lump into something that felt a bit scary. Meanwhile, Alex cozied up with Jake, and we had a nice conversation over our drink. Formalities out of the way, I leaned in and whispered to Andre, “Let’s get out of here - it’s a little too crowded here. Why don’t we head up to our place and see what kind of trouble we can get into?” With that I winked and smiled at him, then grabbed Jake’s hand and led us out of the bar. They followed us around the corner to our building and up the three flights to our apartment. Stepping inside, Andre pinned me against the wall and put his mouth on mine, hungrily kissing me while Alex did the same with Jake. My hands explored Andre’s muscled chest, strong biceps, broad back, coming to rest on his impossibly taut booty. His hands made a bee line for my ass, kneading my bubble cheeks before undoing my jeans and sliding one hand inside, feeling my exposed crack where he expected fabric, I’m sure. I’d been sure to wear my sluttiest jock briefs, for easy access just in case. He let out a little growl as his finger slid into my crack and toyed with my hole. From the grunts and moans I heard across the hall, I’m imaging Jake was receiving the same treatment. The two visitors then led us into the living room, where they both promptly dropped their pants and underwear, sitting next to each other on the couch. Wordlessly, Andre spread his legs, pointing at his fully erect, rock hard cock. I dropped to my knees and admired his huge ball bag up close, sniffing and licking on it before running my tongue up the underside of his shaft. Jake joined me on the floor, and the two of us showed off our oral skills for our guests, occasionally looking over at each other with our mouths full of cock. It turned me on so much to see him sucking a big uncut Latin dick, and I know he enjoyed the sight of me with my cheek bulged out, lips open wide, servicing a huge black cock. My hole was twitching, it was so ready to take this monster I’d been servicing. I stood up and led Andre into the bedroom, and Jake and Alex soon followed. I finished stripping out of my clothes, but left my briefs on. As Jake went to his nightstand for supplies, I quietly opened mine and grabbed the small baggie and snuck it into my undies. Andre gave me a questioning look, but I just winked and smiled, shaking my head in my boyfriend’s direction. I then pulled Andre down on top of me, encouraging him to crawl between my spreading legs. Jake could see how horny I was, so he jumped right into our ritual. “Joey and I welcome you guys into our home and our bed, but the agreement we made with each other is that we be as safe as possible. I hope you’ll understand. But we try to make it fun too, so we have a little routine we do whenever we play.” He then popped open the bottle of Truvada and shook one out into each of our palms. Each of us extended his tongue, and the other placed the little blue pill onto the other’s tongue, which each of us immediately swallowed. Finishing up with a brief kiss. Jake then grabbed a condom and tore it open. He slid it down over Andre’s huge dong, not without some struggle. He then squirted some lube on it and greased him up good, before pointing him at my hole. My legs were spread wide, my briefs bulging with my hard on and my ass fully exposed and open. As soon as his head touched my hole, I twitched and gasped, and Andre pressed into me as Jake stroked his condom-covered shaft. He got about halfway into me before he paused to let me get used to the assault, at which point Jake went back to concentrating on Alex. When I saw Alex grab Jake’s head and pull him down to choke on his cock again, I knew this was my chance. I reached into my briefs and pulled out the baggie, which Andre could now see contained a clumped-together blue mass. I opened the bag, brought it up to my mouth, and dropped out the Truvada I’d hidden under my tongue, the spit-soaked pill joining all the others as I zipped it back up and tucked it in my briefs. I smiled at Andre and grabbed his ass cheeks, pulling him the rest of the way into my hole. I felt him throb and saw a little glimmer cross his eyes as we connected in that moment, him beginning to understand my earlier instructions to follow my lead. He was balls deep inside me, but the devilish grin on both our faces indicated we both wanted more. A low guttural moan broke our little moment, and we both looked over to see Alex straddling Jake and sinking down on to his eight incher. I was surprised until I remember Andre saying Alex was vers. I found myself understanding why he wanted Jake’s fat one in his hole – it is, after all, pretty fuckin’ spectacular, but it was nothing compared to Andre’s piece. And the fact that the cock currently invading my hole had a little something extra made me leak into my straining briefs. Just then, Andre decided to start to pull out and thrust back in. I let out a squeal as he began to fuck me and tried to regain my composure. I looked at Jake and saw him lost in ecstasy as Alex’s hole gripped him as he bounced on it. Alex then pulled himself off and got on all fours, facing away from us. I watched as Alex mounted him from behind, his cute ass almost smacking Andre as he started to thrust. It was then that I reached down and put my fingers around the base of Andre’s cock. As he continued to thrust in and out, my fingers kept up their pressure, catching on the last bit of rolled up condom. I would release as Andre sank into me, then squeeze as he pulled out, rolling the rubber up slightly. We repeated this for many strokes, locking eyes for the entire process. I saw a hunger in Andre and felt an animal desire start to take over as he did his part in assisting me in removing the protective sheath from his cock. When there was only one small bit remaining, Andre pulled out of me completely as I slipped the rubber off over his head and deftly placed it in my briefs next to the baggie. Grabbing his bare cock, I guided it back to my hole and pulled on his ass with my other hand. I saw his eyes roll back as his raw dick penetrated my hole. He had a delicious smile on his face as our deception played out, my boyfriend fucking his boyfriend right next to us. They were lost in their own private moment, completely oblivious to the secret connection between Andre and me. As he slid into me balls deep, I pulled Andre down for a deep kiss, our tongues intertwining. I could feel him throbbing inside me, and could swear I felt my ass get a little wetter, probably his precum lubing me from deep inside. By means of some serious twisting I was able to whisper in his ear “Man, I want your toxic cum inside me, bro. I want you to charge me up!” He picked up his rhythm then as we heard the sound of Jake’s body slapping against Alex’s as he pounded him hard. Andre grabbed my legs and spread them wide, taking an opportunity to look down at his huge bare dick sliding in and out of my hole. I patted the small bulge in my briefs, indicating the un-ingested PrEP pills and his rubber. I pulled my briefs to the side so my dick could escape, grabbed the condom and quickly rolled it onto my cock. I could tell by Jake’s breathing that he was getting close to cumming. I nodded to Andre in their direction, letting him know we had to make this happen. He responded by fucking me harder than I’ve ever been fucked before - a passion I’d never experienced erupted from his muscle body. He was deep dicking me, long strokes, his huge black ball sac slapping my ass on every insertion. Meanwhile I stroked my rubber-clad dick with vigor, only to hear Jake grunt “I’m gonna cum! I’m gonna cum!” Jake’s pace increased, and the grunts and groans that accompanied his orgasm pushed Andre over the edge. Staring directly into my eyes, he mouthed the words, “I’m gonna breed u” as he shoved in deep one last time. I felt an explosion inside me as his cock propelled jet after jet of diseased cum into my guts. The realization that I’d finally made it happen - I’d taken my first poz load - and that it was happening with my boyfriend right next to me, clueless, it made me shoot my three day load and fill the condom I’d slipped from Andre just moments earlier. Rope after rope invaded my hole from Andre as my own cum overflowed the rubber that was covering my cock. As I felt the bed shifting when Alex and Jake were turning to see how we were getting along, I swiftly pushed Andre’s now softening cock from my hole and pulled the rubber from mine in one motion. I held it down next to his monster and stroked his cock as I pretended to remove it from him. I held it up to Jake as he held his up, both of us tying off the cum-filled rubbers and letting them drop onto the floor, as the four of us collapsed in a heap on the bed. Jake kissed me deeply as we watched Alex and Andre make out a bit. I then pulled Andre down to me and as our breathing began to calm down, I spooned him and whispered into his ear, “I want you two to spend the night. I’m getting Alex’s load too before you guys head out of here.” A smile, a wink, and a sigh as he rolled over and pulled my arm around him. He had no plans to go anywhere any time soon.

It was a hot summer day, far to hot to stay in my baking hot flat. The only problem was I had no money to go anywhere. I opened my front door to the stairs to sit on a folding chair where it was slightly cooler than my flat. I was stripped down to just some long shorts and a vest top, but my body was still slick with sweat. I'd been hitting the gym more lately, since leaving university last year I'd been trying to trim some fat and add a little muscle and was looking pretty good if I say so myself. The door opposite opened. I'd not long moved in, so I hadn't met the neighbour before. He was an older guy in his 60's, maybe 5' 9" with a shaved head and grey moustache. He was wearing some flimsy short shorts and nothing else. He had some slightly faded tattoos across his chest under some fairly thick chest hair, and he seemed pretty wiry strong although with a bit of a beer belly. He smiled at me as he leant against his doorframe. "Too bloody hot, isn't it?" he said. "Yeah..." I said. I was trying not to stare, but as he moved, I was pretty sure I saw his dick shift under those shorts. "I'm John." He stood up straight and put his hand out to shake. That time I definitely saw a massive cock swing free in those flimsy shorts. I dragged my eyes away and saw him leering at me a bit too knowingly. Shit, had this old guy just clocked me staring at his crotch? "Uh, Colin" I stumbled as I shook his hand. "Why don't you come and cool down in mine? Your side of the building catches all the sun." He offered. I stood up and had already agreed before I realised, what the hell was I doing? Had I really just wandered into this guy's flat? I didn't know who the hell he was. But apparently my brain wasn't consulted. I'd recently admitted to myself I was bi, but had never been with a guy before, but I knew i liked older guys and the idea of being submissive. He led the way into the living room. I sat on the couch he gestured towards, but he stayed standing above me. His bulge was about 12" from my face, I struggled to keep eye contact. "So, you single?" he asked. He still had that knowing grin on his face. "Because if your not you should probably try harder not to stare." I stammered for a bit, but he just laughed. "Don't worry, I'm flattered, a young guy like you checking me out. You'd think you'd never seen a cock before." He swayed his hips a little and I could see a slowly hardening outline of a cock shift hypnotically. "Well, actually....apart from my own...and porn.." I said without thinking as my eyes followed the motion. I can't believe I just said that to a guy I met two minutes ago. His grin widened a notch."Wow, a virgin! Never even seen a real cock?" My cheeks turned red with embarrassment, but my cock hardened. "Well, do you want to see mine?" "Uh, I mean that seems a little, eh...." I stammered. "A little look won't hurt. No harm in a quick peek." I nodded my head, that was true, wasn't it? I was curious, was it as big as it seemed under those shorts? He hooked a thumb at the elasticated waistband of his shorts and pulled them down. A thick 9" cock sprang out of the shorts. It was almost hard, still a little droopy but already it seemed massive, compared to what I had. It had some thick veins up the shaft, and a a tattoo of a plus sign on the just above the base in his well trimmed pubes. He swayed his hips and my gaze followed it intently. "Wanna touch it?" he asked. I reached up towards it slowly, I gently wrapped my hand around the shaft. My hand barely fit around it! "What does the tattoo mean?" I asked, trying to distract myself from the voice in my head telling me to stop. "Oh, it means I'm HIV positive." he stated very matter of fact, still with a grin on his face. I froze as I heard it, my eyes broke from the hardening cock and I looked up at him as I released my grip in shock. He laughed. "Don't worry, you'd have to do a lot more than that to worry about catching anything." "I mean yeah I know that, sure, but, uh...still..." "Tell you what, I'll flip a coin. You win, I just stroke myself to show you how big it can get. You lose, you stroke it for me. Still no risk there, is there?" Somehow that made it easier. I nodded dumbly. As he reached over to a table to grab a coin his cock came almost brushing my face. He flipped it and caught it, covering it with his other hand. He smiled and nodded at me. "Uh, heads..." I managed eventually. Either way should be fine, right? He lifted his hand to reveal the coin. Tails. I wasn't sure if I was more relieved or apprehensive as I shrugged and took hold of his cock again. After a few seconds of stroking his cock was rock hard. I stared as a drop of precum started to glisten at the tip. "You want to see something else?" he asked. To be continued

Found this on TIM's website: JACKSON TAYLOR is a 20-year-old from Texas. When we told him he could get fucked by ETHAN WOLFE, he jumped at the chance: the kid is truly hungry for cock. But before we set anything up, I sent him a photo of ETHAN's brand-new tattoo: a big brazen biohazard right above his fat cock. "Just want you to know what you're getting into here," I said. JACKSON wrote back one word: "YES!

Perhaps not the best example to choose here. The left-wing and right-wing media have each, in their own different ways, manipulated the facts (as best we can determine them) of this case. I'll just point out here that his alleged association with MS-13 is just that, and that the immigration courts who gave him due process in 2019 ruled that he could not be deported back to El Salvador, an order the Trump administration chose to ignore. https://www.factcheck.org/2025/04/due-process-and-the-abrego-garcia-case/

Glad to see I am not alone in getting off on choking…love choking a willing bottom and whispering into his ear about being in control, seeing him turn dark red while I rabbit jack his hole gets him moist. Many moons ago, I was at 5018 Saint Laurent (of memory eternal) when someone choked me as he fucked my ass…don’t know what it was, but that turned me the fuck on.

Oh Damn! This gang bang conversion party is going to be fly!

I've mentioned before how I love hooking up with married/attached guys, cheating or other wise. Yesterday had the pleasure of breeding a married guy with 3 other guys. The guy is a cuck, his wife arranged for a friend of hers to peg him, but she had to find a few guys to fuck him as well. Normally I like to bottom but a little group action is a reason to top. One of the other tops is married and was cheating, the other two guys were into women relationaly but liked cock and ass now and then. Cuck was on the bed, on his hands and knees sucking me while two of the guys took turns fucking him. I was almost 2x as big as either of them. After 20 min or so I got up and wanted a go. Lubed up and the hostess told me to mount him. I slide in slowly but went all the way balls deep. Cuck moaned and was uncomfortable. I slowly pulled out and started to slowly fuck him with full strokes. After a few balls deep thrusts he tapped out. I pulled out, everyone gave him shit for not being able to take a good sized cock. After a min or so I went back in, this time with half thrusts. Finally left my load in him, not balls deep but in far enough. After me the pegging began. He was sucking #4 while getting pegged, soon enough #4 said he was close and wanted to fuck him, unless he wanted to swallow his load, cucky wanted to swallow so he got fed a load while he had a decent sized dildo in his ass. Wasn't a wild crazy sex gang bang but was a fun mid day session.

seattlebtm; thanks for reply. I've tried to based the story loosely around real experiences. Had a HVL guy who would only breed me if my cock was locked until I converted. So I wanted to incorporate some of that, though it won't be be too long of a sub-thread.

Being a seriously married DL lifetime cheating gay sex pig, if a man (married or single) tells you that they are straight, then has sex with you, they are flat out lying. I find it humorous when men list straight on their gay sex cruising profiles, LOL - sometimes I call them on it, especially if we hook up. "Dude bi at least" Married men love to have bareback sex, period. Even the guys who list condoms and safe in their profiles never fail to ask me if I will cum in their ass, or can they fuck me raw (on rare occasion). I another are here I just posted about the 4some group of senior married men, who are now getting together on a semi regular basis... We are all gay as fuck and proud of our secret love of gay sex as we suck, 69, rim, make out, breed and cum in each other. Gay indeed

Delicious can I clean up afterwards

What a terrible start to a day. The company calling me out of bed to take a trip in a hurry out of town, just before leaving the house I had an argument with my wife and before getting a block from home, a flat tire. Good way to keep one's mind on anything but what it is supposed to be on. The company was getting more and more demanding and leaving me with less time for my home life, my wife as mad because I was hardly ever at home anymore, and not surprisingly she was increasingly moody and frequently cut off sex for what seemed an eternity, but actually was more like about eight months or so. Of course this left me frantic, but still I wanted nothing to do with the problem. I was even too tired to masturbate - except once in a great while. Frustration and more frustration. Although this trip wasn't all that far from the house, it was still too far to commute home daily. I assumed I would have to spend a week or two of lonely nights in a motel with not a damn thing to do after work except to hit a local bar for a couple of drinks, watch TV, and then go to sleep. Ugh, so boring. Well tire fixed and I was on the road, but it sure isn't getting much lighter out. Looks like it could pour down just at any time. Just another aggravation if it does. Driving in the rain isn't a pass time I enjoy either. It makes it so much harder to see and the drive that much longer. Of course with my luck it started pouring. Rain and buckets, and still got darker yet, which made it hard to even see the road, so I had to slow down quite a bit. Then it happened. There appeared to be a man right in front of me on the road. I swerved to miss him and it looked like he flew into the ditch. I was hitting the brakes and then backed up to look for him. I got out of the car and was relieved to see he was climbing up out of the ditch, so I ran over and offered my hand. He needed my help to climb out the final few feet as the slope was steep and slippery. I looked around and to my horror I saw tire tracks off of the road fast disappearing but there nonetheless. I had driven off of the road and almost hit this man. I was scared as hell that I had nearly hit him, but the guy seemed to be taking it pretty well, saying "That sure was a close call." He appeared to be about my height although perhaps a bit lighter in weight. Naturally he was covered in mud, and I found myself repeatedly apologizing, but he laughed-off the incident, saying "No big deal. There's no harm, just mud." I asked him if he needed a ride somewhere. He told me he sure picked a bad day to hitchhike anywhere and could sure use a lift. Hell, he was more worried about getting a little dirt in my car than the close call he had had. I told him not to worry about it. He stuck his backpack in the rear and climbed in and away we went. I was actually kind of glad to have someone to talk to a little to take away the boredom of the drive. I asked where he was headed and he said wherever I wanted to drop him was fine as he was not heading anywhere in particular, just taking a trip for fun more than anything else. He was up for about anything at all anywhere it took him. We hit it off pretty good and just talked about whatever came up. The weather, politics, sports, just ordinary everyday stuff. Time flew much better and then it was time to stop for lunch. I found a nice little place and told him I had to buy to help pay for not paying attention before and after a little protest he let me and then we were off again. Again, also, it didn't take long, it seemed, and it was getting close to supper and we had arrived at the town I was headed for. I pulled into the motel where I was to stay and asked him to join me for supper again. He said he had already imposed on me for lunch and he still looked terrible to be going into what appeared to be a better type of place. It was then it dawned on me, what I had completely forgotten about; he was still caked with mud, even if it was now dry. I laughed and said "The hell with it. Come up to my room and use the shower. It's the least I can do since I caused you to get dirty. He also laughed, answering "What a nice offer. I'll be happy to take you up on it."

sorry its been a while work + personal stuff has been kicking my ass lately so not been writing but here is part 11 i hope you enjoy, once again i apologise for grammar and spelling i blame the dyslexia Part 11 Its was starting to get light when Gray stumbled on to the porch. the Uber ride had been hell, Gray spending nearly the whole journey starring at the driver's crotch, he hoped the guy had not noticed but the cheeky wink from the guy as he adjusted himself told him otherwise. Gary had had to force himself with a herculean effort to leave the car before he cheated on his husband with another guy tonight but the drivers parting words “I'm in the area all day and night if you need another ride” stuck with him sending a wave of heat and lust though his body and his mind racing. The house was quite as he slipped inside fumbling with the keys and slamming the bolt home putting a solid barrier between him and the uber driver. Gray called out but still no sound but he could tell the house was devoid of life, Jason must have left for work early not uncommon for his husband the schedule of an emergency surgeon was hectic and he would likely be home late if at all tonight. Gray moved up the stairs to his room, he felt sick and sweat was beading up on his skin as a fever built inside of him. he pushed though it and set up the computer making quick work of the security and altering his records... As far as S.R.A.R.G knew he had never been to Gentech he was on sick leave with a virus and was not due in for a week. He closed the computer and moved to the bed collapsing on the covers as his body spasmed with pain he let out a feeble cry as he slipped into unconsciousness. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ 14 hours later Night had again fallen over the Gentech building as three men in black tactical gear watched a cleanup crew finish welding the elevator door shut before chaining the main doors closed. The building was to be abandoned after the incident as it was deemed too dangerous to go down into the labs at that time. The company could wait for now and retrieve their prize when it was safe, it wasn’t like anything could get out of the locked down labs. And there talented spin team would make up a convincing story of why Gentech had closed its doors. The three men watched as the clean-up crew drove off, leaving them to guard an abandoned building in the middle of nowhere. Andy was the first to speak. pulling the bulky helmet free, the early summer heat lingering from the day causing him to sweat his short dark hair plastered to his head “this is bull shit!” One of the others looked over at the dark-haired man’s outburst and raised an eyebrow with a faint smirk “problem Andy?” “Don’t give me that smirk Shiro, I had plans tonight, instead I'm called in to guard a building no one cares about just in case!” Andy shot back at the Japanese man leaning against the door, who just shrugged he looked like he was about to say something back when the third man cut in. His voice was deep and gravely thanks to a 30-year cigar habit, but when he spoke people listened “Boy shut it I don’t want to hear about court side seats an Shiro don’t wind the boy up or he will be whining all night like his old lady” Andy scowled up at Karl, the man lit one of his large cigars and stared back his eyes cold. Karl was massive at least 6;3 and built like a brick shit house. Andy remembered Gray calling him the ultimate Daddy when the teams were on a night out together and Karl had turned up in jeans, boots, white t-shirt and a leather waistcoat. Andy though he looked more like a biker with the tats, piercings and the full beard all of which were against regulations but Karl got away with it. Andy shook his head his face red like a child that had just been told off, and threw the helmet at Karl’s feet “fuck you Karl I'm gona go patrol” The large man just let out a little chuckle and watched Andy storm off, Shiro looked a little uncomfortable his lithe form pushing from the plate glass window to follow the disgruntled man “he looked upset Karl maybe we should....” The massive man cut him off with a large plume of smoke and a waved hand “boy needs to cool off let him be ….. nuffin but glow bugs out here, an it aint like the glow bugs are gona hurt him” Andy walked into the darkness cursing under his breath “fucking Karl fucking Shrio this is bull shit” he was supposed to be court side right now watching a game on a weekend away from the wife and kids. Now he was stuck here for the night and in the morning, back to the home that felt more like a prison, a wife that seemed to take perverse glee in making him feel like shit and the screaming children who never gave him a moments piece. Andy sighed how he wished he could escape his life of mediocrity. but he was trapped, had been since he was eighteen and too scared to do anything about it. Too scared to see or venture into the world past his picket fence prison, bar those few glorious weekends away that kept him sane. He was at the back of the building before he broke from his thoughts he must have been walking for a while because the building was massive and he could barely see anything in the darkness but the small concrete walkway leading around the building and the concrete wall to his right towering above him. To his left a sea of tall grass, evidently landscaping only happened to areas the public could seeand no fucking lights just his luck. Oh, and firefly's the bugs were everywhere some large clumps of them seemed to be massed in the grass ahead pulsing with that toxic green light. Andy shrugged and turned on a shoulder light before moving further but it did little just casting deeper darker shadows around him and robbing him of his night vision. He got to a large concrete pillar and looked around no one was back here who would be. Even if he shouted, he doubted Karl and Shiro would hear him, he pulled his radio out and thumped the receiver “I'm at the back of the building all quite” Shiro's voice came back sounding almost out of breath “yeah ….cool nothing .. here either” there was a pause and what sounded like a slapping noise and a sharp intake of breath “you.... coming ... back round?” Andy was confused about the strange cadence of Shiro’s voice but just shook his head not knowing or really caring what the guy was up to. Probably push-ups or jogging to stay awake of something like that "in a bit it's going to take me some time to get back anyways” “kay.. Take.. Your time” another quite gasp and what sounded like a grunt from Karl before the radio fell silent. Andy clipped it back to his belt and turned to the wall pulling down his fly and exposing his cock to the hot humid night air and aimed it towards the post his back to the grass. He let out a soft sigh as he felt the pressure release. Golden liquid splashed onto the wall, that’s when the Makers Large slate grey hand covered his mouth and an arm wrapped around his waist pinning his arms, pulling him backwards and up. Andy tried to scream but only a muffled noise got past the hand, he kicked out at the creature who had once been Alverez as it moved Infront of him. the piss still fountaining from his dick in chaotic arcs as he kicked and struggled covering both him and now Alverez, the warm golden droplets glinting like diamonds in the toxic green pulsing light of the creatures' veins as It dripped down the muscular slate grey form. Alverez let out a soft keening purr as his newly transformed dick rose in pleasure at the sensation and began to rip apart the struggling man's piss-soaked combats. Andy screamed louder into the hand, fighting more against the steel grip of the maker who was pulling his head back further he could feel this creature's dick pushing into his back the sheer size of it near comprehendible. Its long tongue licking his cheeks and ears as its hot breath washed over his face. The fabric fell away with the belt and radio into the tall grass, Alveraz moved in licking Andy's exposed neck his long fingers started to work on the reinforced vest his steel hard dick rubbing Andy's taint and nudging up against his ass as the man struggled leaving a trail of tar like precum in its wake. The vest came free causing the masters grip slip sending Andy to the ground hard winding him. the terrified man tried to shout out but only wheezed. In panic he lunged for the radio his fingers scant millimetres away when a hand closed over his ankle like a vice and pulled him back. Andy spun and kicked out at the hand of thing grabbing him. He looked up intent of sending a kick to the creatures' face but his eyes locked with the Alverez and stopped. his became face a mask of horror and he froze mid kick. He recognized Alverez and the sight of what was once college a friend had become, his mind not able to process it he just stopped stunned like a deer in oncoming headlights. Alverez took that moment to move forward as fast as a striking snake and locked lips with the human. Andy tried to struggle screaming as he tried to push the creature off as its tongue invaded pushing past his lips into his mouth, its saliva working its way into him its effects coming on fast. Andy gaged as the creatures' tongue and spit hit the back of his throat, the screaming and thrashing subsided replaced with a soft moan of pleasure his hands moving over the creature's muscles like corded steel. Alverez pulled back to a kneeling position and looked into the Humans now glazed eyes staring back at him. Andy was confused unable to recall why he was so scared he knew he should be scared to be repulsed but it was hard to think his mind felt foggy. instead, he just lay on the grass staring at the slate grey Adonis kneeling by his feet not even able to put his thoughts into words. The creature that was once Alverez had changed so much from his bulky Mexican he had known. Now his slate skin was pulled tight on overly defined steel hard muscles as if all his fat had wasted away, making him look gaunt. his body covered in a spiderweb of black blood vessels pulsing in that toxic light, the thick hair of his chest, legs and arms still there but now jet back just like his eye's which were pools of obsidian darkness Andy took it all in with a strange fear and hunger. He bit his lip as he felt a heat a lust building in him it was like he was 18 again driven only by hormones and need. He knew he needed this creature this god in ways he did not understand ways that made him ache inside. His hands moved to his t-shirt and he pulled it off the sweat soaked fabric. Exposing a stocky hairy body with a definite paunch caused by lack gym of too many late-night beers, stress and lack of real sleep. His once sculpted body had been taken from him by life and responsibilities. Shame seemed to cut though fog in his mind, Andy had hated his body for years and now seeing this creatures sculpted perfection and the second looming behind it. he tried to cover himself to hide the body he was ashamed of. Seeing this Alverez let out another soft growl and moved forwards his hands pulling Andy's above the man's head and pinning them in the grass with one hand as the second stroked the human's hairy chest and now rock-hard cock. The creature looked deep into his eyes before moving into another kiss. Andy did not resist and simply moaned giving himself to the creature fully. The others circled in the grass watching and longing for the human but knowing this was Alverez first and not to interfere of the maker would punish them so they move to each the three stroking, kissing, sucking and fucking as Alverez brought another into the fold with the help of the maker. Alverez’s lips moved from Andy's and down his tongue licking every inch it could reach of the writhing humans' body. Detouring to lick and snuffle the humans intoxicating moist pits before moving on to the sensitive pink nipples causing the human to shudder, buck and moan at the sensations. soon its mouth enveloped the moaning man's member, he began to suck and lick keening with pleasure at the taste of the pure precum leaking into its mouth, Andy's eyes flew open for a moment as Alverez's tongue began to explore and probe first his taint then ass and he let out a small almost sob of pleasure as the tongue circled then darted inside, before closing his eyes and whimpering, now unaware of the world outside of the new pleasures being inflicted on him. The maker knelt next to Andy and moved the man's head to the side so he could to lick and suckle on the end of its toxic dick. The maker moaned at the sensation and it began to push the infected meat further down the human throat. Andy choked and gaged at the size his mouth stretched and his jaw ached at the effort distracting from the fact the sensation had stopped around his ass. Alverez had now pulled back and had placed the head of his massive tainted member against Andy's hole, it looked giant in comparison to the small opening and the toxic head was already leaking its vile fluids with just the thought of taking this man's virginity and transforming him, Alverez pushed forwards feeling the opening futile resistance. Andy’s eyes went wide and he tried to scream around the huge cock in his mouth, at the pressure of something the size of a mans fist trying to force its way inside His virgin hole. This was beyond any pain he had ever experienced. He tried to struggle and escape as his mind cleared by the pain of what was happening to him. But Alverez’s hands were on his hips now and the creature pulled back with one swift motion hammering his deadly tool home. Andy felt the moment his ass give way to what felt like a molten fist of steel tearing him apart. The white-hot pain making him thrash and spasm unable to scream around the makers tool still pumping in and out of his throat. After only a few seconds the pain seemed to morph the initial wave of white-hot Agony replaced with strange burning pleasure radiating from where Alverez cock now nestled leaking its toxin inside him the virus spreading into the blood and tissues of the man changing him with even this small amount of exposer, As the toxic member pumped back and forth rubbing its poisoned load him Andy began to moan again as the maker pulled its cock from his lips. Alverez put his arms under the humans and pulled him back, on to his lap fulling impaling him as he thrust up relentlessly. Andy cried out at the sensation and wrapped around the creature's neck as he rode and ground ageist the massive dick pummelling and tearing up his insides as more and more of Alverez's venom filled and changed him. He was finding it hard to think past the haze of pleasure, to even understand what was happening as pieces of him slipped away into the fog worries, stresses and memories that he had once thought important that had held him back for years washed away by the tide of change. After what could have been minuets, hours, years …. There was a moment of stillness as he looked into Alverez eyes, the creature on the edge of Agony and pleasure as Andy felt the toxic member inside him swell full of cum and change. He knew what that meant what was about to happen to him and he somehow was at peace with it he knew he had wanted to escape his life and this was an … his escape. With his last remnants of his human mind and his last true thoughts as this Andy, he slammed his hips down with a shout of defiance forcing the Toxic member deeper inside himself and sending his grey god over the edge. There was a brief moment where his mind understood the consequences of the decision he had made in heat of passion. As he felt the pulsing of the toxic cock spraying his ravaged insides with rope after rope of what felt like gallons of contaminated cum that part of him was consumed and changed, as the virus burned away what he was in the wake of the transformation it was wreaking on his body. Andy came at that moment the sensations too much for him his dick exploded ropes of the last pure cum, he would ever release in this world covering his and Alverez chest as he slumped forward whimpering and twitching as the true transformation began. he was pulled from the creatures softening dick, black corruption and blood spilling form his destroyed hole and laid in the grass once more, black veins racing from the point of infection his skin behind them taking on the slate gray tone. Alverez scooped and licked the fresh cum form his and Andy's writhing body, glowing brighter as he swallowed the creamy pure substance down letting out a moan of bestial pleasure and growing hard again. The Maker moved fast and took position between Andy's legs, ramming his dick home into the man's warm wet hole. the Maker knew they had little time and that this creation would be a failsafe if they were caught by the men who had confined and created him. He needed to ensure his DNA would spread and multiply. Andy hardly flinched at the invasion, the Maker worked swiftly there was no gentleness to this he was simply and brutally fucking and pounding using the transforming man's ass. He could feel black cum churning inside the man as more came frothing and leaking around his member the sensations pushing him over the edge, slamming its cock as far into the human as it would go, It came with a roar spraying the mans destroyed innards with more of the tainted black cum. Andys eyes flew open as he screamed again. His human eyes turning to pure black spheres. As the maker watched Andys fat reserves were drained away to fuel the rapid changes ripping though him, his skin was growing tort over defining muscles with the pop and crack of elongating limbs. the transformation was moving fast so much faster with the Maters superior potence driving it forward. The maker pulled out and stood looking down at the thrashing Man on the floor one last time. knowing with speed the transformation was happening he would be reborn into his new form soon. He would hunt and spread the infection ensuring their DNA would live on. The maker let out another shrike of triumph causing the others to move to him the excitement spreading amongst them Alverez looked down at his creation not wanting to leave him but knowing his place, he too joined the maker as they moved away from the place of their creation. Like a pack of wolves, they disappeared into the night on the pheromone trail of the brother who had escaped them. But not for long …..

Look, if you aren't into this story then just don't read it. There are plenty of other ones on the site. I have been asked by multiple people to continue the story so I will, but if it isn't your cup of tea, just ignore it. It's real simple. Chapter Six I stopped kissing Jack, I mean I stopped licking my protein out of his mouth and fell back onto the rug. My whole body was covered in sweat and I could feel Jack's cum drip out of my ass. For some reason I was still in overdrive, something I guess I should have explained earlier. See, people think it's cool and all having a big dick, but it has its downside too. When I got horny, I mean ready to just fuck, I got lightheaded and everything just got...blurry. It was a lot like being drunk except I kind went nuts to get myself off. I really wasn't aware until freshmen year, when Jack and me started to really jerk off heavily. We both didn't have girlfriends and until we got more known playing baseball, we kind of relied on ourselves to get off. We jerked off together, a lot. He loved seeing my dick erupt and I liked him watching me. But when I got into it, I mean really into it, I noticed that a lot of things came to my mind. Jack's dick looking nice, the way he leaked constantly and the curiosity of what he tasted like, a lot of gay shit. Up until now, it had just been thoughts and they passed as soon as I came. But here I was, covered in my own cum and still fucking blurry and wanting more. “How you feeling?” Mr. Blackthorn said, moving over me. I just looked up and grinned. “Here, drink this,” he said handing me a bottle of water, “That stuff can dry you out.” Didn't know or care what he was talking about, but I did down the fucking water in one go. “You still horny?” he asked as I tossed it aside. I gave him another grin and he opened my legs with his own. Again, part of my mind screamed for me to get up, to fucking get out of here as quickly as possible. But as he reached down and fingered my cummy hole, I told the voice to shut up and spread my legs even wider. “You want this?” I nodded, my dick already responding to the thought of his cock. He moved and his thick cock pushed into my hole, proving that he was indeed much bigger than Jack. Like with Jack though, the pain was pleasure into itself. The tingly feeling I was experiencing was all over my body but as his dick slid into my it was so much better than Jack's dick. It was thick, really thick, and the walls of my ass expanded to fit it, I gasped as the head popped into my super tight hole and began to push in. It was like I was outside my body, seeing my long, muscular legs being held apart by his arms, the way he grinned at me as I responded to every inch of him entering me. I relaxed myself again, realizing I was doing it automatically without a thought. “God you're tight,” he older man said as his dick went deeper and deeper. I whined as I felt him touch areas inside of me no one had before. As he slid past that spot in me I cried out, bucking my hips back onto him. “There...right there...” I gasped. He stopped, held my ankles tight and then pulled out slightly, his head moving over the spot again, making my dick burp up another glob of precum. “Is that your spot boy?” he asked stopping and pushing in again. A whimper escaped my lips as I felt my cock twitch again and my whole body want more. “Look at this cock,” he said, letting my legs rest on his shoulders and grabbing my dick with one hand, “Look at this magnificent cock...” His fingers gripped around it, not quite touching because of my girth. As he pushed into me he slowly stroked my member, making me cry out loud in fucking joy. “Sir...that's it sir....right there...” “You have to ask yourself Everett,” he said, still slowly pulling on my dick, “Why did god give you such a dick...” He let go and slammed his cock all the way into me, “When you have such a perfect pussy!” My eyes flew open and a squeak escaped my lips as I felt him bottom out in me, causing flashes of light to appear before me. “Such a fuckable little pussy...” he said pulling nearly all the way out and then slamming me again. There were no words, no fucking thought, all I knew was his cock was my world and I needed more of it, all of it. Everything. “Why boy, why do you need it?” If he was asking me I couldn't answer, I could barely catch my breath as each thrust stunned me into submission again, making me realize how badly I wanted more. “This pussy...” he said with a trust, “This perfect, tight...” thrust, “Wet little jock pussy. Right Everett, that's what you have?” My inside voice screamed no but my mouth just panted, “Yes sir, harder, harder...” “Harder what boy?” 'Fuck me sir, fuck me harder...” I honestly had no idea what I was saying any more, the words kept falling out of my drooling lips. “Fuck your what boy? Come on, what do you want me to fuck?” My pride held on as log as it could, resisting the last bit of my masculinity...and that huge cock hit me three more times and I cried out, “My pussy sir....fuck my pussy hard! Harder!!” An evil grin spread across the teacher's face as he folded me and half and just wet to down on my ass. Each push left me breathless, and another spurt of hot precum splatted on my face. Within a minute my whole face was covered in more cock snot hit my face, my tongue darting out trying to catch as much as I could. He stopped, and got off of me suddenly. My ass spasmed and I actually cried out at the feeling of emptiness. I was so close, so close to cumming again. I looked up at him with pleading eyes. “Please sir...my pussy...” I begged. He sat back and spread his legs. “Come over here and sit on my cock son.” I scrambled over and pushed myself onto his towering dick. He didn't make one move as I began to ride his cock as hard as I could. My dick spit precum over both of our abs and I looped my legs under his knees to get more traction. “What are you doing Everett?” Jack asked me, as if from far away, “Fucking myself...must fuck...” I muttered. “What are you fucking?” “My pussy...fuck my pussy...” “Look up Everett,” Jack ordered. I looked up and saw his phone pointing at me, “Smile and say it again. I gave the phone a fucking goofy ass grin, and said with a smile, “I'm fucking my pussy...fucking my tight jock pussy...” I had to stop to wipe the drool going down my chin. “Perfect.” Jack said, continuing filming. “You ready to get bred boy?” Mr. Blackthorn asked. “Fuck my pussy...” I kept muttering. “You gonna have my babies? You want my babies boy?” For some reason I just nodded and he grabbed my shoulders and pushed me down as he thrust up. Without thought I screamed, “Breed me! Fucking breed my pussy!” “You like that son? You like your daddy fucking you?” Another slight pause in my head but my mouth had no hesitation, “Fuck me daddy, fuck your boy. Make me cum...” “You like your daddy up in your jock pussy?” “Breed me dad, breed me harder...” I was slamming myself down as hard as I could, I couldn't tell it if it was sweat or precum flying between us. He kept slamming me down and with a growl he said, “Here it comes son, your daddy is going to cum in your pussy!” “Daddy! Daddy! Come in your boy...cum in your boy's pussy...” I felt his head pulse and my own cock exploded. Cum hit the bottom of my chin first and then exploded over both our faces, I could feel the warmth in me as he flooded my ass....my pussy with his cum. I clenched my ass, wanting to keep as much in my as possible. As I came I just kept repeating, “Daddy, daddy...fuck me daddy...” As the last spurt left my cock I felt my head go light and my eyes rolled back into my head. I don't know what happened after that.

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Part 2 Jackson and Alverez were carefully checking each room, it was like a maze down here they had been in three Labs and 2 offices, and so far, they had found nothing except one dishevelled office papers scattered and chair over turned with what looked like black ink up one wall but that could have been caused by panic when the alarm sounded. Jackson moved up to an open glass door way to what looked like an office area small cubicles filled the space like any office in America where the windows would have been seemed to be computer screens showing the containment breach information and advising all to get to the shelter for decontamination. The screens provided no real light only casting more shadows but he though he saw a movement towards the back of the room. He muttered into his mic “Jackson to Alverez I think I've seen someone I'm moving into the office south of the lab you're in now” he moved into the room and heard a click behind him Jackson looked back to see the door had closed and a red light flashed over a slot for a key card Alverez’s voice came back over the com link “heading to you now” Jackson muttered again. “The damn door closed on me I will check on this contact then move back and try open it” a brief “Rodger “ came back over the mic and Jackson sighed and lifted the gun beginning to move. He moved down the aisle of cubicles with careful trained motions scanning for anyone who could be hiding, but the flickering computer screens and the emergency lights caused dancing shadows that made this almost impossible. He was halfway through the room about to give up when a soft thud behind him made him spin around. Something grabbed his head. There was a blur of colour in front of his face. He went to let out a shout of alarm, but it was muffled by something being forced into his mouth then down his throat. It was slimy and dripping something; he gagged at the sensation and pushed back, stumbling backwards. He landed hard on his ass looking up at what had just attacked him with his hand trying to wipe the fluid from his mouth and his eyes wide. The creature has once been a man but now … It was naked and tall maybe 6:02. Its skin was grey and pulled taught over bone and over defined muscle. Its body hair and eyes were jet black. Spider webbing across its body were black veins that pulsed with a strange toxic green light converging over the thing's heart forming an eerie replica of the bio hazard symbol. Jackson felt his eyes pulled down to the creature's crotch. A massive member hung between its legs. It was still swinging from when the thing grabbed him, and it was getting hard. Jackson was finding it hard to think, hard to breathe. His mind was fuzzy. He was too hot; he could feel his body break out into a sweat and needed to get out of his cloths. He needed to be near the creature. Its black eyes not leaving his, Jackson's hands moved clumsily to the clasps on his vest and pulled the release buckles. It clattered to the floor forgotten as he pulled off the jacket and t-shirt tossing them to the side exposing his body to the humid air, Sweat was trickling down his chest and abs both dusted with light bond hair. He realised he had never been so horny. Every nerve was on fire. He fumbled with his trousers his eyes never leaving the glorious creature In front of him. The creature seemed to sense its prey was ready and moved up to the young man caressing his body with its fingers and tongue. Jackson shivered as it seemed to spend time licking and smelling every inch it could reach abs, biceps armpits. Then when the thing's tongue and mouth pressed over his left nipple, he let out a moan of pleasure. Hard as iron and leaking precum, his cock strained against his trousers. The thing could sense the pure fluid leaking from its prey. Its hands moved to his fatigues; they were ripped off of him and flung into the darkness. The same fate befell the boxers - one swift movement and Jackson was naked only his socks and boots left, His six inch shaft hard as a rock pointing at the creature almost offering the large droplet forming on the tip. Jackson moaned. Desperate for it to touch him, his mind screamed for him to stop. "What are you doing you're not even gay and this thing is a monster!" Even that went silent when the thing sat down in front of him its head moving forward its tongue delicately licking up the droplet of precum before its mouth engulfed his whole member with one swallow. Its throat massaged him as if trying to pull the cum out of him. Waves of pleasure crashed through him; his mind almost lost to the pleasure and fog of the thing's saliva. After a short time, it pulled back and Jackson let out a whimper of loss. Collapsing unable to stand, his legs were weak after the onslaught. The thing caught him and lifted him to its face that long tongue moved down his taint. Jackson's whimper became another moan of pure pleasure as the hot breath of the creature and its long tongue met and invaded his hole. It would circle and then press in deeperf each time the ooze doing its job and opening Jackson up and getting him ready for the Gift his maker was about to give him. The creature and Jackson could hear something banging, screaming and shouting, but they were both too consumed with the hunger to pay it any real attention. The headset down by the vest on the floor was buzzing with sound, but it, too, was forgotten now. All that mattered was the thing and the pleasure it was giving him. Jackson felt himself get lowered by the things strong arms, and he felt a pressure on his hole. His mind tried to fight back. He tried to struggle, but the things grip was like steel; tears welled and fell down his face as the thing forced him down onto the huge toxic cock. He cried out as he felt like he was being impaled by molten iron his hole trying to stretch impossibly wide. His last true thought was, "This can't be happening." Then the head broke through. A flash of white-hot agony took him, but mercifully his thoughts faded and with them the pain. It was still there and spreading though him like a wild fire from where that toxic member had entered him, but the pleasure beat it out. The creatures precum already starting the corruption that would take him soon enough. He was face to face with the creature now half impaled on its cock. Full of lust wanting more, needing more. he kissed it deep. The tongue again went down his throat. There was no gagging now, no revulsion. The toxic thing moved him up and down slowly at first then faster more urgent. He broke the kiss, and Jackson's head was thrown back screaming with the pleasure as each move brought him higher and higher. Each pump of its toxic cock brought him closer. Without warning, the creature grabbed him by the shoulders and forced him balls deep ripping him open inside fully planted, fully claiming its prey. It looked him in the eyes as it screamed out its triumph, pulsing rope after rope of thick black corruption into its new creation flooding it so there was no turning back. Jackson let out one final moan of pure ecstasy as he was forced to take the whole massive toxic length. He did not notice the tearing or the pain only the pleasure as the Toxic Thing's pulsing cock had sent him over the edge, and his own cum erupted from him. The mouth of the thing he was riding swiftly engulfing his steel-hard cock not missing a drop and sucking the last of his pure fluids from him. Everything went still except for Jackson panting. The thing pulled him off of its softening cock and held him in its arms black toxic cum and blood spilling from Jackson's ruined hole and dripped down his leg pooling on the cheap office carpet like spilled ink. He whined and twitched, and the change started in earnest. His skin was already going gray, and veins were spider webbing across is body inch by inch. His dick was growing as the body fat seemed to be draining away from him. As Jackson was being reborn, the thing carried him from the room almost tenderly. Alverez looking on in horror from behind the bullet proof glass unable to help his friend.

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