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*** more explicit chem stuff is coming promise lol there is a build to these things 😉 *** Knock knock knock I opened my bleary eyes feeling worn out to someone knocking on my door. Still half asleep I dragged myself to the door and looked through the peep hole. The hallways was empty. Jus then the knocking came again and I realized it was from the communicating door. Without thinking I went over and opened it up, eyes still half closed. “ Do you have a towel I could borrow just got back form the gym and mine are all out” Standing there was the senior partner , in just a jock with his hands resting on the door frame. Sweat from his body matted his chest hair down and glistened in his furry pits. The scent coming form his body was like a popper hit. Mumbling something I turned around and headed to the bathroom with him following behind. As I reached up to grab an extra towel from the rack I felt him move fast behind me and turn me roughly to the big mirror. His hand went up and grabbed my face. His sweaty body pressed against me x his other arm came around and held me roughly at the waist. “ I heard you last night you fucking slut. Getting pounded and begging like a whore. Ims or glad to here you like taking raw cock.” With that I felt some moving between my cheeks now slick with his sweat. With a single shove his cock slid balls deep in my stretched hole , the left over cum and lube from last not allowing him to sink fully into my hole. Watching ym eye bulge in the mirror the breath was knocked out of me as he just started pummeling my hole. “Fuck this hole is still sloppy and wet . Such a fucking piece of trash taking raw cock from anyone. Just a fucking slut and hole to be filled aren’t you” Still trying to catch my breath I was able to respond. He ripped his cock from my tender hole and turned me around and slapped my face. “ Answer me slut” Meekly I answered yes quietly. “ not good enough say it out loud let me hear, or do you need some encouragement to be a totally cum slut pig? “ grabbing my head he shoved me face first into his sweaty hairy pits. Instinctively my tongue flashed out licking up the bead of sweat and getting his scent all over my face. I greedily lap and licked and moaned as I worship his pit. Grabbing my hair his pull me out and brought a bottle to my nose……where did he get poppers from… I had already taken two deep hits before I even thought about what I was doing. “ Two more pig fucker we aren’t done yet” The four hits went straight to my head as he spun me back around and grabbed my hair , pulling me up to look at myself in the mirror. My eyes hungry and glistening with spit and sweat. His cock was right at the entrance to my hole. “ Say what you are you fucking cumdump. Look yourself int eh eyes and say it or I walk away and leave your hole empty” “ im a slut, sir” “ What else you fucking cunt?” “ i need to be used and filled with cock . please fuck my hole and breed me. Popper me up and use me like the fucking trash I am” With that he rammed his cock in my hole as I watched my eyes bulge and the flush from the poppers was spread across my face and chest. Sweat glistend on me as he pummeled my hole not stopping until finally grabbing my hips he slammed me all the way back. Pain exploded in me as he broke throw the second ring and his hot cum flooded my hole. My own cock erupted spraying the mirror with cum coating the reflection of my face. “ Lick that cum up fucker” In a dazed I leaned forward and licked my cum from the mirror. He pulled me back his sweaty body pressed against mine. His hot mouth whispered against my ear. “You’re mine now…….”

Before anyone says something inappropriate, I'm going to copy in what Brian Bonds had to say on the matter. "Warning: Honest opinion. Over the past few months, we’ve lost some amazing performers; Colton Ford, Tim Krueger, Apollo Moon and Roman Mercury. And I see comments on our posts in memorandums that you’d normally make on a thirst trap post. It doesn’t matter if they’re sex workers, we are expressing the loss of a friend, co-worker, brother, significant other. So to make sexual comments on posts like these is not only way too soon, but to me shows a lack of compassion for our loss and the dead themselves. So when someone dies, it doesn’t matter how sexy they were, how many times you jacked off to them, even if you’ve been intimate with them, please keep your comments respectful. The mental gutter may be deep but it’s shallow enough for you to come out of it for a second to not sexualize the dead."

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

I make whatever noise happens, usually grunting, growling, whatever really.

Bareback is just a name for sex. It's ok to want the full experience with nothing between you, from your fingers in his beard as you kiss to your dick on his prostate, it's just natural sex, it's ok to like it.

Bareback is the best! Especially the hot load at the end mmm. I'm a cock addict and take it bareback only all the time - it's the best feeling ever! xx

Asit should be

Chapter Three My next period was a blur, all I could think about was what I had just done. Twice. With Jack it was one thing, I mean we've been best friends since forever and we've jerked off the moment we knew we could cum. Him jerking me off and taking my load...it just seemed like the next step I guess. What the step after that was, that was troubling. But Mr. Blackthorn, what the fuck man? It was like he knew every button to push with me. Rubbing my cock, getting me all hard. It was like he knew once I started getting horny my mind got fuzzy and I just went with whatever felt good. Everything he did felt fucking good. But I wasn't gay, no way man. I had a girlfriend, who I fuck regularly, she likes it. But Blackthorn made me fucking shoot like I hadn't jerked off in a month. Plenty of girls have felt me up at away games, all through high school chicks wanted to suck my dick and I let them. But why did his finger feel so...right? The bell rang and I rushed off to the lunchroom. I needed...well I needed a lot but food would help. I tossed like three of whatever they were serving on my plate and found a table with the rest of the guys in the corner. They were going on about whatever and laughing it up like they didn't have a care in the world. When I sat down I tried to be like them. “What's up Mighty Joe?” one of the guys asked. Another nickname based on my dick. “Chillin, you guys?” “We're just making plans for the after game party this weekend. Phillips's parents are gonna be gone and we were thinking of some party favors.” “Oh cool, like balloons?” I asked. They all laughed their ass off. “Yeah like balloons, you coming right Palmer?” Jack sat down next to me, “MY man here miss a party? Never!” The guys cheered again and went back to talking. “I was looking everywhere for you since when do you come straight to lunch?” I shrugged, “I was hungry.” He stared at me for a long second, “What did you get up to?” “What?” I asked looking up quickly. A smile came across his face, “What did you get into in two fucking periods? You jerk off in class?” “No! I said trying to sound offended, though that was exactly what I was doing before Blackthorn stopped me He narrowed his eyes in suspicion and I was about to break when a pair of arms draped around my shoulders, “Hey sweetie!:” Cheryl kissed my cheek and I suddenly felt super guilty. “Hey babe,” I said giving her a quick peck. “Coming over after practice again?” she asked with a wink. “I can't!” I said suddenly, “I have tutoring after practice this week.” “You do?” she asked. “You do?” Jack asked as well. “Yeah, Mr. Blackthorn says I am failing and is willing to give me private lessons to catch up.” “You're going over to Blackthorn's house after practice?” Jack asked. I nodded and looked at Cheryl, “Sorry, I have no idea how late it will be the I have to be up early for class...” She gave me a fake pout but I could see the disappointment in her eyes, “You better make it up to me,” she leaned in and gave my dick a squeeze through my jeans. I was surprised my dick did not respond. “I promise,” I said kissing her back. She bopped off and left me with a questioning Jack. “So really?” he asked. I went back to my food. “What did you and Blackthorn talk about?” “School stuff,” I mumbled. “Uh-huh,” he said leaning in close, “Did you guys...you know?” I nodded once. “Holy shit!” Jack said loudly, drawing the attention of everyone at the table. “He was telling me about the shit he does with his girl,” Jack explained and the guys nodded and went back to their conversations. “What did you do?” he asked in a whisper. I shook my head, letting him know I didn't want to talk about it. “You have to tell me Ev,” he pleaded. I looked around and then at him, “Same thing we did...like almost the same thing except it was all him.” He processed all this, “So he jerked you off and then....like...swallowed?” “The whole thing,” I said, not hungry anymore. “Dude...and you're going over there tonight?” “To study!”I insisted. “I'm behind in the class too, I should come as well.” I gave Jack a panicked look. “What? And to be there as moral support man. I'm your bro, you know that.” That was true, if Jack came with me it would be less likely that I would get all fucking horny again and...well let all of that happen again. “Ok, but you can't tell anyone!” Jack smiled, “Dude, I always keep your secrets. He was right, he always had. After classes, I got into the locker room began to put my uniform off when I realized I still didn't have my jock. “Shit,” I said to myself. “What's up, man?” Jack asked, getting dressed next to me. “I still don't have my jock, I lost it last night.” He reached into his locker and pulled a spare one out, “I am going to get that back.” he said. Sure,” I assured him, slipping my jeans off. “I get to choose how I get it back,” he said and I just nodded, “Promise me.” I glanced over at him, “Whatever you say, dude.” Pushing my dick down I made sure everything was held and started slipping my uniform on. Jack seemed overly amused for some reason. We got out onto the field and it was pretty clear from the start I was not up to snuff. I hadn't gotten enough rest last night and I was kinda sore from the double workout. I tried to keep up as much as I could but the third rounds of sprints I had to pause because I was getting a stitch in my side. “Palmer!” Coach Moore yelled, “Get off my field, Billy, see if he's hurt.” I cursed as I walked off the field, Billy waiting for me at the locker room door, “Anything hurt?” he asked. I shook my head as I walked into the locker room. “Come into my office,” he said, opening the door to the massage room. “I'm fine,” I said, “I just needed to catch my breath.” “You were holding your side, strip and get on the table.” “Coach” I whined. “Strip! Now!” he barked. I shut up and started shedding my clothes. The table was closed as I laid down on it in only Jack's jock. Billy closed the door and I heard it lock loudly. “” Ok, let's get down to business,” he said grabbing some oil and rubbing his hands together to warm it up. His hand touched my back and started to knead the knots out of my back. “Oh yeah...” I sighed as he began to work. We were silent for a few minutes, I felt myself dozing off I was so relaxed. “So do I want to ask why you're wearing Jack's underwear?” “Lost my jock,” I murmured, just on the edge of falling asleep. “It's a little tight,” he said slipping his hands under the back straps. “His dick is smaller...” the words just fell out of my mouth. He chuckled, “I bet that's true for a lot of people.” His hands went down to my legs and I began to doze off again. “How are your glutes?” he asked, waking me up. “Sore from running but ok,” I answered truthfully. He moved up to my ass and I felt his fingers start to kneed the sore muscles. Like I normally do, I started getting hard, which was painful in Jack's jock. “Shit!” I yelped jerking up. My dick was practically bent in half in the pouch and I reached in and freed it. It slapped up to my abs and I felt my face redden, “Sorry, it was stuck.” Willia smiled and nodded, “No problem, lay back down.” My dick was pressed between the table and my flesh and he went back to my ass. As he worked on it what happened with Blackthorn came up and I was curious. “Can I ask you something?” I asked. “Always man.” “So...why does playing with your ass turn you on?” “My ass?” “Nonono, I meant in general. Why does someone playing with your ass turn people on so much?” “Ah, did your girlfriend slip a finger somewhere?” I wasn't going to tell him it wasn't Cheryl but I nodded nonetheless. “Ok, well the long answer is the buttocks is a serious erogenous zone and super sensitive because people usually don't think about it.” “Um, the short answer?” I asked, not sure what he had just said. “There's something in there that is like a sex button.” I glanced over at him, “You're joking.” He shook his head, “Nope, not even a little.” I said nothing for a long time, just thinking about it. “You know in physicals when they test your prostate?” “Um, my what?” “When they put a finger up your butt.” “Oh yeah, that.” “Well, what they are checking is it.” Why do they check it then?” “Because it swells or is abnormal it could mean serious medical conditions. When was the last time yours was checked?” This morning? I didn't say that. “Um, I dunno.” “Ok, well let's show you what I mean and check you at the same time.” I was anxious but my stomach was in knots, like when I first kiss a girl. “Turn over,” he said. “But you're checking my butt,” I said, turning over. My dick pointing skyward. “Trust me, I know what I'm doing,” he said grabbing the lotion again, “Bend one leg and keep it up.” I bend my knee and his hand went between my legs. The cold lotion made me flinch but he put a hand on my chest to hold me in place, “Shhh...stay still and relax.” His finger traced around my hole like it was mapping it my touch. It was weird but nothing that felt like a sex button. “Ok, here we go,” he said, pushing a finger into me. My ass left the table and if he hadn't been holding me down I would have fallen off. “Stop!” he commanded, his voice making me freeze, “Relax.” His finger pushed in again, this time I forced myself to stay still. “Relax!” he said again. “I'm trying!” “Push out...” He saw my confusion. “Like you're taking a shit, push out.” Oh, ok. I relaxed and his finger went into the first knuckle. “Whaaa....” I gasped as my dick twitched all on its own. “Is that it?” He laughed, “We aren't even close, now relax again.” I focused and his finger went deeper, there was a small amount of discomfort but it was also super exciting, which made me ignore it. “Spread your legs,” he said and I bent both knees and widened them. His finger went even deeper and it was starting to feel...weird. Not good, just weird. “I don't think...” I began to say and then something exploded inside of my ass. “Holy fuck!” I roared as I clamped down on his finger. “Relax, relax,” he said in a soothing voice, “We're getting close.” “W-what was...” “Relax,” he snapped and I felt my ass go loose. His finger pushed in again and I could feel something just go nuts inside of me. My dick started leaking like crazy and I felt my ass push down. “I can't find it...” he said, moving his finger around, causing fireworks to go off in me. My eyes rolled back as my dick just jerked with every thrust, pre-cum fell all over my abs as he kept looking. “Ok hold on...” he pulled his finger out and I felt so empty. My ass had tried to follow his finger and my dick was ready to blow. “What, what happened?” “Can't find it, going to have to try to,” he said holding up two fingers and putting oil on them, “Relax and push out.” Two fingers kind of burned, I don't remember any doctor using two fingers to do this but I didn't care because as he hooked his fingers in me it touched whatever it was and I moaned out loud. “Ok, I think it's around here...” He began thrusting his fingers harder and my entire body reacted. Whatever he was hitting was like nothing I had before, every time he pushed in it was like fucking sex in that second. He did it a couple more times and then he pulled out, leaving me panting. “Dude, I'm worried. I can't find it and I should have by now.” My abs were slick with cock snot and my hole was still twitching, “What you mean?” “You might have a problem man, it might be too small.” That worried the fuck out of me, “What's that mean?” “I dunno yet, here...” He pulled me to the edge of the table, my long legs hanging down. “Ok, when I say so grab your knees and hold them apart, and I am going to try on more time. I might have to call a doctor in.” “Whatever it is, find it!” I pleaded. “Ok, grab em.” I grabbed my legs and pulled them back, leaving my ass cheeks open. “Ok, relax and push, ready?” I nodded. This time I could tell it was three fingers, it hurt as he pushed in and I grunted as he made his way deeper and deeper. “Shit coach!” I said as the pain increased. “Hang in there Everett...hold on.” He finally hit bottom or whatever and stopped. My ass spasmed around his fingers is it tried to adjust to the invader. “Take a breath, let me know when you want more.” I took a few breathes and then nodded, “Do it.” He pushed in and hit that thing again. Instantly the pain was forgotten as I threw my head back and whimpered. “Wait, I think that's it,” he said. He thrust again and again and each time my dick twitched harder and harder, dangerously close to cumming. “Come on Everett, hang on...” His fingers jammed again and again...and I was crying out in fucking ecstasy. “Push back, push back hard.” I began to slam my ass down on his hand, stars flashing in front of my eyes as the pleasure multiplied. Again and again, I pulled myself up and then shoved my ass down on the digits. “Yeah, that's it...harder.” “Oh yeah,” I said panting, “How close coach?” “Almost, just on the edge.” “Harder...” I said more to myself than to him. “Harder...” I was really going to town on his hand, I could feel the base of it touching the edge of my hole as I forced those fingers deeper and deeper inside me. “That's it Everett, you're almost there..” I was lost in sex. I didn't care what I was doing, who I was doing it with, all I knew was the sensations coming from my ass and the want, the need for more. “Fuck me, fuck me...” I began to chant, not even sure what I was saying. “Yeah, fuck yourself Everett, fuck yourself harder.” I was lost and just pushed again and again and again... And my cock erupted. Cum went flying over my head twice, my forehead, my cheek and a big ol glob on my mouth. I was so lost in the moment my tongue came out and just licked it away. I could feel warm splashes all over my chest and abs, and all from never having touched my dick. As I got my breath back I realized I was still rocking back on his hand, trying to milk the last moments of my orgasm from him. Slowly he pulled his fingers out, making me wince. When he was free, I felt so empty, so...I don't know. Like I wanted more “Ok, yeah, you definitely have an underdeveloped prostate, but I don't think we need to worry.” I wiped the sweat and cum from my forehead, “Why?” “Well it responded to what we were doing, so I think if we set up a regiment of training it, you know like any muscle, we can get it back to where it should.” “More? Like this again?” He smiled, “Unless you want to go to a doctor, there is a shot they can...” “No, sir! We can do this, that's fine. He nodded and went over to wash his hands, “Thursday after practice, just say you want a massage, that way the guys don't have to know what's wrong with you.” “Thank you, coach! You're amazing!” “Don't thank me yet, we have to work that muscle and beef it up. Just like in the gym. We start small,” he held up his fingers, “But if we want results, we need something bigger.” I just nodded and agreed, anything to get me better. “Ok you're good,” he tossed me a towel, “Wipe yourself off and take a shower man.” “Thanks so much, coach!” He nodded, “Thank you Everett.” I swear man, we have the best people working here.

When I started barebacking I never looked back. I became addicted ti both raw cock and hot cum deep in me! Embrace and enjoy it!

I remember such days when I was hooked on bareback like an addict. Once I started doing it raw in 2009, I couldn't fucking stop. My sex drive was at an all-time high because I had two fuckbuddies who encouraged me to be a slut, and showed me wonderful things. And I fucked everyone I possibly could in 2010 until I got gono. I slowed down after that because I had to suffer with the bug for nearly a month while I waited to get treatment (public health care really sucked where I was).

i typically do the opposite and beg the top to breed me and most are more than happy to oblige. Personally, i think it might be more of a power thing. The only ones who threaten to pull out do so as a form of deprivation to show me that i am unworthy to receive their sperm. Anyway, i usually still get it in the end as i lick their cocks clean after they use my filthy hole.

I'm sure I've posted this before but I don't even get WHY anyone would pull out when fucking raw. Either decide you need/want to fuck safe, or just embrace the intimacy of fucking raw and at the end taking my load. As I stretch your rings open my cock is going to do enough damage to make my precum soak in - even more so when I'm longstroking your hole and driving balls deep! Not sure at all what the point of pulling out at the end is. No one wins.

Chapter Seventeen I woke up in the spare bedroom, Jack curled up behind me. For a moment my mind was lost, wondering how we got here when the last thing I remembered was my dad fucking me on my bed. It took a few seconds for me to realize that all of that was in my mind. But it had seemed so real...so fucking hot. I was getting hard from just remembering it...what was wrong with me? I got up and took a shower, I was not surprised to find I was covered in dry cum. I washed myself completely, my cock reacting as I cleaned my hole out. I looked down at the dildo I had used last time I was here to fuck myself but I was kinda sore already so dried off and wandered off to find some food. Mr. Blackthorn was sitting at the kitchen table, drinking some coffee. “Morning,” he said with a wide smile, “How did you sleep?” “Good,” I said opening the fridge. I grabbed some orange juice, and poured a glass, “Little sore but good.” “Well that's what you get for being a bad boy,” he said raising an eyebrow. I chuckled and sat down next to him, “So...was that weird?” “Sex? Sex is never weird for me.” “No, I meant the dad thing.” “Not for me, why? You weirded out?” I didn't say anything at first, “I mean it's my dad...” He put his coffee down, “Do you love your dad?” “Of course.” “And if your dad attractive?” “I mean...I don't..” “If he wasn't your dad would you find him attractive?” I thought about it and nodded. “And do you wish your dad showed you more affection?” I nodded slowly. “So you have a a guy you find attractive, that you have feelings for and that you want to show you affection? How can you not be turned on by it?” When he said it like that it made sense. “But, I mean it's still wrong,” I said. “Is it?” he asked back, “Why?” “Um...cause you...I mean incest is...” “Incest is a [banned word] but it's mostly one because of pregnancies that come from incest. So the [banned word] came from the fact that family shouldn't indulge in it because of the dangers, but let me ask you Everett, what is the medical danger is you having sex with your father?” I did not have an answer. “Anyways, to answer your question, no it was not weird at all,” and he went back to drinking his coffee. Now I was more confused that ever. Jack dropped me off at home so I could change for school, I was walking out the door when I heard my dad's voice scream from the garage, “Ev is that you?” “Yeah!” I called back. “Come in here.” I walked into the garage and he was standing there in a torn wife beater and a pair of oil spattered jeans. He was a beast of a man, a gorilla's chest with fucking biceps the size of cantaloupes, he was a Marine for years before I was born and he looked every inch of it. He still kept his hair cut short and was clean shaven mostly, though he did have a mean 5 o'clock shadow by the end of the day. From a glance we didn't look like we were related, he was wide and stocky where I was tall and lean, but there was one thing we shared that was easily recognizable. We both had monster cocks. I was 11 when he sat me down and explained that I wasn't like other kids. I had just gotten sent home from junior high with a note from my little league coach, a note I thought for sure said I was off the team. I gave it to my mom who read it and then covered her mouth quickly. She said I would have to wait for dad to get home, which I did, sure I was going to get yelled at for being bad at baseball. Instead he came in and explained that I was going to need some special equipment the other kids didn't. I began to cry thinking it was because I was bad at the game and he assured me it wasn't that. “Look bud, you have to understand that Palmer boys, we're special. See, when God was making us he decided to give us a little extra downstairs.” I looked at him confused, not sure what we had downstairs that would be extra? I mean we had a living room and a kitchen and a... “I'm talking about your dick,” he said, seeing my confusion. That word didn't mean much to me at 11. “Your pee-pee, your wiener?” Oh!” I said knowing that word, “Really?” He nodded, “We're going to get you what's called a jock strap and you need to wear it under your jeans ok? It's like extra underwear?” “For big pee-pees?” He laughed and nodded, “Exactly for that.” And I'd worn one ever since, but ever since that day I would peek glances at my dad's basket and let me tell you, he wasn't lying. Palmer boys are blessed. “What's up dad?” “You break up with that girl?” How in the world would he know that? “Um yeah, wasn't working out, why?” He shook his head, “She came by looking for you, crying and all that. Look son, you know I don't like telling you how to live your life but you mind some advice?” I nodded. “You have to be careful about who you screw, once they get a taste they don't give up easily.” I must have blushed because he chuckled, “I'm not speaking out my ass. Look bud, when I was your age the girls I fucked would follow me around town like a hungry dog for months after. It's the price we pay for having what we have, people get attached fast to it.” “Um, yes sir.” I said, not even believing we were having this conversation. “It's better this way anyways, that girl was just gonna end up getting pregnant and then you'd be forced to marry her and trust me boy, you don't want that.” “Was it like that with mom?” I asked, scared of the answer. “What? No! I wasn't talking about her, I was talking in general. Look, when you find the right girl then you'll know and fuck her silly. Knock her up, have a dozen kids and all that but before that, make sure you're careful because we are not only blessed in inches but in fertility. Your grandfather used to say we could get a girl pregnant with a stern look.” Imagine my grandpa saying that made me bust up, “So how am I your only kid?” I asked. He paused and then gave me a look, “I found safer holes to fill.” I just stared at him confused. He just smiled, “How's Jack been?” “Um....fine...I mean why?” He gave me a wink, “No reason, you're gonna be late for school.” I stumbled out of the garage, not sure what I just heard. I got in my car and hauled ass to school. “He said what?” Jack asked at lunch. “I swear to god man, I think he knows about us.” Jack looked around to see if anyone could overhear us, “How?” I shrugged, “He said Cheryl came by and then said I dodged a bullet.” He sat there and thought about it for a long while, “You think your dad fooled around with guys in Marines?” The thought of my dad at my age with guys...my cock began to get hard instantly. I leaned over, “Dude if I am going to make it through practice I need to cum now.” He looked over at me with a wide smile, “I didn't hear the magic word.” I leaned close and whispered, “Please sir, please fuck my jock cunt.” He got up and grabbed me by my jacket, “Let's go.” He led me to the locker room and kicked on the coach's door. Billy opened it, wondering who was making all the noise, “Jack?” “He's got an itch that needs scratching, like now.” I looked at Jack shocked, what the hell was he saying? Billy looked to me and then back to him, “Really?” Jack looked at me, “What do you need?” I was too shocked to answer. Jack slapped my face, “I said answer bitch.” “I need to get fucked,” I answered automatically, before I could even think about it. Billy looked around to make sure no one else was in the locker room, “Bring him in here.” Jack pushed me into the office and I heard the coach lock it behind us. “Strip,” Jack ordered as he pulled his own shirt over his head. I kicked my shoes off as I saw Jack and the coach begin to undress. I licked my lips as I saw Billy's dick through his boxer briefs. As he slid them down I saw he was uncut and felt my mouth water. Jack nudged him, “Hey look coach, someone looks hungry.” Coach peeled back his foreskin, showing the angry red head of his cock, “You hungry Ev? You want a snack?” All I did was moan as I hit my knees and took the hard cock into my hand. The extra skin made jerking him off super easy, I was fascinated by it. I licked the tip tentatively, it had a muskier taste than the other cocks I'd sucked, I twirled my tongue around it, trying to catch every particle of flavor I could. “God damn,” Billy said, his hands pushing me down on his cock, “When did he become so well trained?” “Been training him,” Jack said from behind me, “Show the good man how well trained you are, spread your fucking legs.” Like the good cunt I was I spread my legs as I kept choking on coach's thick cock. I felt some lotion go up my hole accompanied by two if Jack's fingers. Another moan escaped my throat as I felt Jack begin to tickle the inside of my guts, my head start to fuzz as my sex drive kicked in. “Fuck Jack, you know how long I've wanted a piece of this stud.” Jack kept jabbing his fingers into me, “I know, you told me the first time I fucked you.” Jack fucked the coach? Holy shit. “Yeah but I didn't think you could pull it off.” I heard Jack chuckle. “Are you kidding, he's the best dog you could want. Watch.” Jack came around and stood in front of me, pulling Coach's cock out of my mouth. “Sit up.” I got on my knees and held my hands in front of me, looking at the two hard cocks teasing me. “Beg.” “Please fuck me, please Jack...please your boy needs to be fucked so bad...” I whined. “Roll over.” I laid back and spread my long legs out, showing both men my hungry pussy. “Holy fuck,” the coach said, marveling at the site of his top jock begging to be fucked. “Get in there man,” Jack said nudging the older man forward, “Fuck him.” The coach needed no further coaxing, he knelt down and I felt the thick head of his cock push into my hole, “Coach!” I cried out as the man's dick smashed into my gaping hole. He didn't take it slow at all, he shoved his entire length in at once, I cried out as I felt the walls of my ass scream in protest from the abuse while my cock wept precum all the same. “Oh fuck yeah,” he said bearing down on me “You know how long I've wanted this fucking hole Palmer?” His cock was hurting me in the most fucking awesome way, I was clenching my teeth trying not to scream as he pulled his entire length out and slammed it into me again. “Fucking with that body, those abs...fucking walking around in your fucking jockstrap...” He was seriously fucking me now, my head thrashed back and forth as I felt the pain start to morph into carnal lust. “And this cock...” he said taking my monster in his hand “Who the fuck gave you this cock?” he said as he started to stroke me. “My daddy!” I cried out, feeling the coach bottom out into me, his pubes slapping against my ass, “I have my daddy's cock!” “Jesus...” he panted, fucking me harder and harder, my legs over his shoulders now. “Fuck me coach, faster...please...” I begged, feeling my entire self start to sink into the depths of my fucking sex. I stopped caring if someone could hear us, if someone would walk in...I just wanted...I needed to be fucked...hard...I needed to be used... He let go of my cock and really started to shove it into me. He spread my legs like the fucking bitch I was, I wrapped my legs around his waist and pulled him unto me, forcing as much of that uncut cock into me as he could give. “Hold still,” Jack said behind him and the coach stopped fucking me for a moment. I whined in protest as I heard the coach gasp, “Jack...wait....” Jack slammed into the coach, causing the man to slam into me as he began to get fucked himself. The coach moaned as Jack began to ravage his ass as he pistoned in and out of my tight, jock cunt. Jack looked brutal as the coach winced with every push, “Fucking both my cunts, aren't I coach?” he asked, his mouth next to coach's ear, “Fucking both my jock pussies.” “Fuck Jack...slow down... the man complained but his cock was still raging hard in me as Jack fucked both of us through sheer force of will. I saw the coach's head fly back as Jack bottomed out into him, Jack's mouth clamping to his neck, marking his bitch as he fucked him. “Jack no!” the coach cried out, “No marks...my girlfriend..” “Fuck your girlfriend,” Jack declared, pushing him down on top of me. I could hear him grunt every time Jack thrust into him, causing the coach;s cock to fuck me in rhythm. “You're my fucking bitch Randy, aren't you? Aren't you Randy?” The coach's head was laying on my chest as he got fucked but he nodded, “I'm your bitch Jack...” “Fuck yeah you are, both of my girls...getting pregnant at the same time.” I felt myself getting close from feeling coach's thick cock in me and Jacks smack talk. “I'm close Jack...” I said form the bottom of the pile. “You wanna come cunt?” he asked. “Please Jack, let your boy cum...please....” Jack looked down at me, his face fucking glowing from the sweet and the power he held over both of us, “Come for me bitch, come for your man.” I closed my eyes and felt my cock start to pulse. Coach;s cock hit deep in me three more ties and I felt myself start to cum. The coach moaned as my cunt tightened around his cock as I unloaded, what felt like gallons of cum over both of our chest and abs. “Jack...fuck Jack...” the coach cried out before he started cumming in me. His cock enlarged as he shot his babies in my cunt, I groaned in delight as I felt myself get filled with his spunk. Jack pulled out of the coach and ordered us both to look at him. We both got to our knees and faced his cock as he stroked himself off and shot load after load over our faces. Our mouths open trying to catch any drop of his cum we could. “Fucking eat my load you fucking pussies...” he cried as he sprayed us with hot, thick cum. Once he was done I sat there, panting from the sex, feeling as debased and fulfilled as I did every other time Jack used me like this. Jack knelt down and ruffled the coach's hair, “You be a good girl, and someone day I might let him fuck you.” The coach's eyes got wide as he looked down at my softening cock, still bigger than his hard cock. I saw him lick his lips and knew, everything my dad had said about our cocks were true, they were dangerous.

Before we start, no this is not the end, no this is not the tone the rest of the story will go, and yes, there is a lot more Chem induced sex coming up, most notably with Jack's little brother and payback for DPing Ev. So before I get any comments saying this doesn't belong here, it does and will, just give it a few chapters. And if you don't want to wait, might I suggest one of the many incredible other stories on this site. Chapter Twelve I woke up to angry yelling. “...cking kidding me! Why would you do that!” “Why do you get to play with him and we don't?” “Because he's not a fucking toy you little asshole! How about I get you stoned and me and your friends run a train on you?” “I'd be up for that.” “Shut up Rick!” “If you hurt him I am coming back and kicking your ass all over this room.” It felt like I was flying as I was picked up and carried somewhere. I heard a door open and I was set down on something comfy. It was so quiet I almost drifted off again when something wet was pressed against my forehead. “Feels good,” I mumbled. “Ev? You ok?' Jack asked. I nodded, “Thirsty.” Something touched my lips and I drank down the whole glass. “How you feeling?” I opened my eyes and he was hovering over me, a look of real concern on his face. I smiled, “You're cute.” He smiled back, “Are you hurt?” Shaking my head I handed him the glass back. He put it down on the nightstand and placed the washcloth on my forehead again, “My brother is an asshole.” I didn't understand what he was talking about for a second and then the memory of the soccer guys going at me flashed in my mind. I felt my cock twitch at the thought. Jack glanced down, “Of course you liked it,” he teased. I nodded again and reached up to touch his face, I was still stoned as fuck and was feeling nothing but good thoughts. He leaned into my hand and I pulled him down into a kiss. Normally my mind would have been screaming at me that this was gay as shit but for some reason all I felt was affection. Jack moved on top of me as we started making out. “I'm sorry that happened,” he said between kisses. “I'm sorry you weren't there,” I whispered back before gnawing on his neck. “Oh fuck Ev...I've always wanted this.” The words, “Me too,” slipped out of my mouth before I knew what they were. “I mean it,” he said grinding his crotch against mine, “I've wanted to be with you since junior high.” I was wearing a pair of nylon shorts, which Jack had to have put on me while I was out cold. The thought that he cared enough to cover me up made my chest glow with warmth. I pulled him into a savage kiss and flipped him on his back. I was looking down at him and he was looking up at my breathless. “You should have told me,” I said, my hands pressing down on his. “I was afraid you'd freak.” I rubbed my dick against his own, “Do I look like I'm freaking?” He looked like he was stricken for a moment and then he wrapped his legs around my waist and flipped me over on my back. “Is this really you?” he asked, his ass resting against my swollen cock, “Is this because you're high or whatever? Are you going to feel differently in the morning?” I could see the fear in his face and realized how serious he had been. He really had wanted this, and even now he was worried I'd change my mind. I couldn't blame him, last week I might have freaked out, hell a couple of days I might of, but right now, with him straddling my waist, looking like he was close to crying, I realized something that I could never put into words before. I had always loved Jack, I just never knew how much. “This is all me,” I said placing my hands on his hips, “And I am going to feel the same way tomorrow morning, and every morning after that.” He just stared at me, not able to say anything back. I sat up and stripped his shirt off him, “Is that what you wanted to hear?” I asked, our faces next to each other. He just nodded. “Well you heard it,” I said going back to his neck, “So get naked already.” He moaned as I but down on the side of his neck, both of knowing I was going to leave a mark. His hands fumbled with his jeans as he felt my mouth marking him as mine. He got off me and shucked his jeans off, revealing he was commando. I slid the shorts off me, “Where you want me?” I asked. “Right there,” he said opening the nightstand and pulling out a bottle of lube, “Just lay right there.” “You wanna fuck me on my back?” I asked. He shook his head as he straddled my waist again. His hand was slick with lube as he stroked my cock, “I told you, I've been dreaming about this.” His words seemed far away as he his hand danced up and down against my length, covering my whole tool in lube. I felt him shift and his face was over mine, “Don't do anything ok?” I nodded, not sure what he was talking about. “Just let me do all the work,” he said leaning in for a kiss. I kissed him back, trusting him completely. Still kissing me I felt him sit back, the head of my cock slipping between his ass cheeks. My eyes popped open as I felt him slide up and down my cock until my head found his hole. His hands were flat against my chest as he looked down at me. “Don't thrust up, don't do anything until I say so.” I nodded, not sure if I said anything it would break the spell. He pushed down and I felt my cock head press against on impossibly tight hole. He didn't stop as my head crowned past his opening, inch by inch pushing against the ring of muscle. His face was a mask of concentration as he forced himself further down, trying to push the plum sized head of my cock into his little jock ass. It slipped in and we both gasped as one. His ass was like a furnace, and I could feel it spamming around my cock head as it tried to force it out. “Wait, wait...” he panted, trying to catch his breath. I laid perfectly still, waiting for him to take the next step. “Jesus...you're so fucking big...” he moaned. “Shhh...” I said quietly, “Shhh....push back, just relax for a moment.” He shook his head as he hissed in pain, “It's tooo.....big....” I felt him start to sit up and I grabbed his hips. His eyes flew open and looked down at me. “You can do this...” I said firmly, “This cock was made for you Jack...” I slowly pushed him downwards, “I was made for you.” He hissed and his eyes clenched in pain as another inch of me entered him. “Breathe....relax....” I said stopping. “Oh god, oh god....” he sighed as his ass flexed around my girth. “You ready?” I asked and he nodded. I pushed him down another inch and he gasped as he felt me enter him. “Breathe...” I reminded him, “Breathe in....and out.” He followed my words and I felt his ass open just a little. “Breath in...”I said and when he did I thrust upwards, forcing another two inched into him. “Fuckkk!!” he screamed and tried to pull off of me. “You got this...you got this...” I said holding him still. His head fell down, “I can't Ev, it's too big....you're too big...” I leaned up and kissed him, he weakly kissed me back. I moved to his cheek and then probed his ear with my long tongue. I heard him groan and his ass relaxed instinctively. I attacked his ear relentlessly as I slowly pushed another couple of inches into him. When he flinched in pain I moved to his neck and then to his nipples. Doing anything I could to distract him from the pain. He had about six inches in him and there were another three and half left. His entire ass was spasming around my thickness, doing it's level best to fit me in such a tight space. He started to kiss me back and I felt him push back, lowering himself down quarter of an inch at a time. “Oh god...Ev...Ev!!” he panted as we hit the eight inch mark. “Almost there, you almost got it,” I assured him. He stayed there, making out with me as he let himself get used to me. After a few minutes I grabbed his hips and locked eyes with him. “Push out,” I said, “Push out like you're taking a shit.” He was sitting up and nodded as I pulled him slowly off a couple of inches and then thrust upwards. His eyes bugged out as he realized I had pushed another inch into him. I pulled him out again and thrust up harder, and felt his ass hit my pubes. “Oh...oh...” he whined as he sat there, all nine and half inches in him. “There you go...you got it...you got it Jack.” He nodded, drops of sweat falling off his forehead. “How you feel?” He looked down at me, “You're fucking HUGE!” he said and I smiled. “This is what you wanted?” I said thrusting up, making his eyes close, “Is this what you dreamed off?” I thrust again and he leaned forward, trying to ready himself from the movement. I kept him steady with my hands and started to piston into him faster. “This is it right?” I growled, “You wanted to ride this donkey cock?” He just nodded as I picked up the pace. “You feel that Jack? You feel that fucking cock in you? That what you jerked off too? That what you whined about when you got horny?” “Yes!” he squealed as he held on for dear life. “That's your cock Jack, that's your tool. All yours...” “Fuck me Everett....fuck me...” he began to chant and I realized it had happened. I was used to this to be honest. When I first fucked someone they were always so hesitant and scared, each inch an ordeal into itself. But once I was in, once I had invaded them they didn't just like it, they lost it. It was like my cock just unleashed something in them and they were no longer themselves. They were addicted to the biggest cock they had ever seen. Within a minute he was pushing back into me, taking every single inch he could and more. He whined, he whimpered as I fucked his guts like a madman. He just started panting more and I knew he was past stage one. Time for stage two. I pulled him off my cock and there was an audible plop as my cock left his ass. There was a little confusion and a little fear in his eyes as I threw him on his back and pulled his muscular legs apart. I'd always had to be careful with girls at this point, not wanting to hurt them from hitting something up in there with my tool, but I knew Jack could take it. He could take it all. Before he could say a word I thrust into him and his eyes widened in shock as his mouth opened in a silent scream. Once people got used to my size they thought that they could take it, that what they were feeling was the most they could feel. It wasn't until I could really tear their pussy up did they lose their shit. I held his legs out like a wishbone and started to slide my beercan thick, nine and a half inches into him like a machine, smashing his prostate like it was only made for me to kill it. His cock was hard as fuck and his eightpack was already covered with cock snot as I hit into him again and again and again. He could barely breathe I was fucking him so hard, his hands were over his head as he lost all grip on the situation. His entire life was my cock now. No thought, no reason, nothing. All he knew was that he existed to get fucked and there was nothing else in the world other than my dick. His ass gave up the ghost and stopped fighting me as I was able to shove myself to pubes and back in one slick movement. Once I knew he was gone, it was time for the last stage. I circled my arms around his back and pulled him up into a sitting position. As he came down on my thickness his eyes bulged again as he realized with his weight and gravity, I could get even further into him. I didn't move and he began to panic. “Fuck me, fuck me!” he commanded as he pulled his ass up and shoved it back down on me. Both of our bodies were slick with sweat as he rode me, wanting every single inch of my horse cock he could. Once he had a good rhythm going I grabbed his shoulder and thrust up as he pushed down. He let out a squeak for a moment as he eyes rolled back into his head and I began to piston fuck him harder than ever. By the fourth push he was matching me thrust for thrust, desperate for every massive inch I possessed. This was the last stage because no one lasted long this way. They had no identity, no thought, all they knew was they needed to worship the cock in them and nothing else. “You like that Jack? You like that cock?” “Oh god Everett....you're so big....fuck me....fuck me....” he chanted, not sure what he was saying any more. “This what you wanted? This what you wanted to feel?” “Please fuck me Ev...please...” he whined, begging for more. “This is your cock Jack, only yours...” I said as I moved him to the right slightly. His mouth hung open as he made gibberish sounds as I hit his joybutton again and again and again. I had been able to do this with girls, know exactly where to hit them to make them cum by instinct. It was a feeling of where I needed to hit to get them to explode instantly. From the way Jack was whimpering my skill was just as good with guys. “I'm....I'm....unf....unf....oh god...Ev....Ev!” he panted as his cock began to pulse. Without ever touching it his cock erupted warm cum over both of our washboard abs. His ass tightening from his orgasm set me off and I sprayed his guts with what must have been gallons of cum from my swollen dick. I kept pushing him down on my cock as I made sure every last drop of my cum was forced into him. “”Ev...Ev....” he said, holding on to my shoulders. Once I was done I lowered him back onto his bed. My cock was still lodged in him as he laid back and sighed. “Is that what you needed?” I asked. He looked up at me and smiled, “I love you.” Before I could answer he kissed me, and I laid down on him, my half hard cock sliding out of his wrecked ass. “I love you too....” I whispered as a stream of my cum leaked from his ass. He nuzzled his sweaty body next to mine and he drifted off to sleep, both of us covered in cum.

Chapter Ten I walked out of the showers and saw Cody giving Jack a high five before walking away. “Have fun?” Jack asked me with a grin. “What?” walking over to him quickly I whispered, “What did you do?” “Relax,” Jack said putting a hand on my shoulder, “You had fun right?” “What did you tell him?” I demanded. His eyes darted around and then reached out and grabbed my throat, “Watch your tone bitch, don't forget who owns your ass.” I cannot tell you how much I hated that my dick twitched under my towel. “I told him you might be up for some fun and it looks like I was right. You're going to have to get used to me making choices for you. You're just a big cocked fuckboy who will do what I say and get off doing it. Got it?” I nodded. He released me and I gasped in a huge breath of air, “I'm sorry Jack.” He kept his hand by my face and stuck a finger into my mouth, “Suck.” I was shocked but my tongue rolled around his finger just the same. “Good boy, you're going to have nothing but pleasure tonight.” My knees literally got weak for a moment, just imagining what he was going to do to me tonight. He pulled his finger out, “Get dressed before anyone sees you sporting wood.” I looked down and sure enough, my towel was tented out as my cock bobbed in front of me, looking for some attention from anyone. Jack chuckled “Yeah,” he said brushing against my hardness, “This knows what's what doesn't it?” I nodded and moved to throw on my jeans to cover my cock. “Let's drop by your house so you can grab some clothes and I'll drive you over to mine.” I nodded, realizing I was used to Jack telling me what to do. It had always been this way, it wasn't like I was the sharpest took in the shed, so I had always let Jack make the choices. But now it was more, now I was his to command...and more than a little of me liked it. I thought about it driving over to my parent's house, had I always been Jack's bitch or had I always wanted to be? We walked in and my mom smiled and came and gave me a hug, “Well look who makes an appearance!” “Mom!” I said blushing. “I know, I know, you're in college and come and go as you choose, but I can miss you.” “Is that our wayward son?” my dad's voice boomed from the other room. “Come say hi before he vanishes!” My dad walked into the room and as always, my head went down in respect to the man. My dad had been a marine for years and just recently retired. Him and my mom was still young, both of them only hitting forty next year. If people thought I had a good body it was obvious looking at my dad where I got it from. My dad was a 6 foot slab of muscle that demanded perfection in everyone around him. Especially from me. “I feel like we should just leave you a weekly bill for our hotel use,” he said joking, but he wasn't. “Sorry sir, been busy with practice.” “Yeah and chasing pussy, right?” “Trevor, stop!” my mom said hitting his shoulder. “What? I was tagging women left and right at his age. In fact I remember you being one of those tags,” he said with a smile and my mom blushed. “I broke it off with Cheryl sir, I need to focus more on baseball and school.” He glanced at Jack, “So Jack here is going to help you study or help you get some tail this weekend?” Jack chuckled, “Guilty sir, but I'll take care of him.” My dad shook Jack's hand, “You always have son,” he looked at me, “You listen to Jack son, you got that? He has a good head on his shoulders.” “Yes sir,” I said, wanting to get out of here before this gets worse. “Where you two off to?” “My house,” Jack said, “Might have some friends over for a hang.” My dad smiled, “I bet.” God if my dad ever knew. “Ok get out of here, you boys stay out of trouble, remember your choices now determine your life. Make good choices.” “Yes sir,” I answered immediately. “I'm gonna grab some clothes,” I told Jack. “Cool, I'll stay here and talk to your dad.” Lovely. I raced upstairs to grab my clothes, wondering why my dad liked Jack more than me. He had always demanded so much from me while Jack was always perfect and never got flack for anything. I got downstairs and they were laughing with each other, sharing a joke I would never know. “You ready man?” Jack asked me. I nodded. “Call your mom this weekend,” my dad ordered me, “She worries about you.” “Yes sir,” I said standing up straight. He ruffled my head and with a smile said, “You're such a daddy's boy.” I had a flash of Blackthorn making me call him daddy and I locked that thought down fast. I just smiled at him “Yes sir I am.” He just stared at me for a moment and then jerked his head, “Ok, get out of here.” “See ya Mr. Palmer,” Jack said as we ran out the door. We got into Jack's car and I let out a sigh of relief, “God he makes me nervous.” Jack laughed as he drove to his house, “Ah you probably just have the hots for him now.” “What?” I said outraged. “Joking man! Calm your tits!” Whatever, that wasn't funny. We pulled up to his house, which was much larger than ours. Jack's parents had a two story house, the top floor belonging to Jack and his little brother and an empty room where Jack's older brother used to live before he got married. His parents stayed downstairs, leaving the top floor to their boys and braved going upstairs only when needed. That means more than a few weekends Jack and I have hung out in his room getting drunk as fuck with no one to bother us. We walked in and there was just a filled with noise upon noise. Jack's little brother, Logan was running around with only a pair of soccer shorts on and there were two other high school kids wearing the same thing. They were all in great shape and I figured they must be part of Logan's soccer team. Where Jack was a baseball jock his older brother had played football and his younger played soccer. It was an athletic family and all of them could have been on the cover of and A&F catalog in a pinch. Jack's mother was surrounded by the boys, all of them clamoring for something. “Hey!” Jack called out, “Back upstairs you little creeps!” “Mom, are you?” Logan asked, ignoring his brother. “When you dad gets home I will order as many pizzas as we need. You staying over too Ev?” I nodded and smiled. “So about a dozen pizzas and a case of Pepsi.” The kids cheered and ran upstairs as a pack. “I didn't know they were all going to be here,” Jack said. His mom rolled his eyes, “They decided it was a Fortnight weekend and...you know I don't care. But they are here.” “I am hungry though,” Jack said with a grin, “When's dad home?” “Do not start with me, he should be getting off in a few and then food for everyone.” Jack kissed his mom on the cheek, “I will not cheer loudly and run upstairs in glee.” She laughed and smiled at me, “Every time I see you Everett you get bigger and bigger.” “Aw thanks Mrs. Lipton.” “Come on, let's get into my room and barricade it off from the munchkins.” “Jack, they are both 18, wasn't so long ago you were their age so be nice.” “I was their age and now I'm not, which means Darwin rules. Only the fittest survive and look at us,” he said standing next to me and flexing, “Those squirts are mine!” He laughed evilly and headed upstairs while his mom shook her head. “I really didn't know they'd all be here, I figured Logan and whatever guy he's attached at the hip to would be here.” “I remember being attached at your hip when we were his age.” He looked back and winked, “And now you're attached to my dick.” I felt myself blush and my dick twitched. We threw our stuff down in his room and I fell back onto his bed, “So what's the plan?” He walked over towards me, “I am going to fuck you until you can't walk. And then when you're crawling away, I'm going to keep fucking you.” Jeez that sounded hot and he leaned over and kissed me. It was nice, rough, aggressive, very Jack. He tasted saltier than any girl I've kissed and his stubble was a huge fucking turn on all of a sudden. I reached up to pull him in and his door flew open. “Jack get us some...holy fuck! You weren't kidding!” I pushed Jack off as he spun around and faced his little brother, “What the fuck have I said about knocking!” Logan looked like a mini Jack, all abs and muscles, cute face, perfect skin and a swagger than I bet made him super popular with the girls. I hadn't seen him shirtless in a while, the kid was filling out. “Oh come on! I don't care, we just need some beer! Get us some and we'll share our weed.” “Get the fuck out of my room before I beat your ass.” “Get us beer!” the younger boy whined. “I'll think about it, OUT!” Logan looked at me and smiled, “Nice to see you finally came out.” Jack pushed him out of his room and slammed the door. “God I could kill that brat.” “You told him?” Jack looked back at me. “He said you were right, you told him about me?” Jack shrugged, “He's my brother, what does it matter? You think I ain't seen his friends sucking him off at sleepovers? It's no big deal.” “I didn't want him to know!” I complained. Jack took as step towards me, his face stern. “And I told him. You have a problem...bitch?” His tone, his stance, everything inside of me paused and I felt my mouth go dry, “No.” “No what?” I looked down, “No sir.” He grabbed my chin and made me look at him, “I own your ass now, just let me worry about decisions and you just sit there and look like the fucktoy you are. Ok?” I nodded, because honestly since we've been friends Jack always made the choices, I always went along with him. Now, it was just sexual. “You'll get it bud,” he said sitting down and pulling me into another kiss, “You'll get used to obeying and everything will be easier. I am going to keep you so fucking horny and so laid...your cock will never want again.” He gripped my cock through my jeans and I kissed him hard. “I'm sorry Jack, I just don't...” “Shhh...it's ok. You're used to thinking you're an alpha jock, and you just now realized you were what?” My face grew red. “Say what you are Everett,” he commanded. “A jock pussy.” “That's my good boy,” he said pulling me down onto the bed with him, I covered him in kisses, so happy I could make him happy. His hand started moving to my jeans when his mother's voice came from downstairs, “Jack!” “Fuck,” he cursed, collapsing on top of me, “I am going to have fucking blue balls.” She called his name again and he got up. “I'll be right back, do not move,” he said with a smile. I nodded and laid there, missing the warmth of him on top of me. He walked out and I was left with my thoughts. This was...nice. I mean I loved Jack as a brother, had since the day we met. Being close with him was just...I don't know. I mean there was the knee jerk thought of gay but the other side was I really, really liked it. This was like just the next stage of our friendship somehow, maybe I was meant... I looked up and Logan was peeking in the door, “He in here?” “Nope, your mom called him.” He walked in, “Ev talk him into getting us come beer please!” The bulge in his little nylon shorts was pretty noticeable, and I don't think he was hard. For a high school kid this kid had some meat. I blushed as I realized I had been checking out my friends little brother. “He will, we'll need some too so he'll grab a 12 pack for you guys.” “Sweet! You guys wanna get high with us?” “What the fuck?” Jack said walking in on Logan. “I was just talking with him!” he screamed and tried to run past Jack who grabbed him and put him under an arm. “I told you to stay the fuck out of my room,” he said throwing the kid down on me, “Hold him.” I grabbed Logan and he squirmed against me ans Logan held him steady and slapped his ass. “JACK!” Logan screamed. “I told you,” smack, “To stay out,” smack, “Of my fucking room!” smack. With each hit Logan tried to pull away, climbing up on my inch by inch. By the fifth hit I could feel Logan's hard dick pressed up against my chest and he had stopping running. “You know what you get, he smacked him a few times and I could hear Logan give a small groan under his breath. “I'm sorry! I'm sorry! Please....” Jack smacked him one last time and let him get up. Logan's dick tented his thin shorts but he made no attempt to cover it, “Please get us some beer...” Jack rolled his eyes, “Fuck, fine! Get out of here!” Logan literally jumped for joy and hugged Jack before running out of the room, his hard dick bobbing under his soccer shorts. “He's as bad as you are sometimes, keep it up and I'll put you over my knee.” I was already hard and smiled, “Would I like it as much as he did?” Jack laughed, “Probably, you're both fucking sex addicts.” He started to pull his shoes on and I sat up, “Where you going?” “My dad's truck broke down, he needs a jump. I'll go get him on the road and pick us up some beer on the way back.” “Want me to come?” He gave me an evil grin, “Badly, but you can stay here. I will be right back.” I blushed again and he smiled, “God I love winding you up.” He leaned over and kissed me and this time I kissed him back hard. I was liking this, a lot, it was like having a girlfriend but so much better. He pulled back, “You are getting into this aren't you?” I nodded eagerly. His smile grew, “Ok, well chill and think about all the way I am going to fuck you silly this weekend. I'll grab us some snacks as well.” I watched him walk out and realized, I missed. Wow I was into this. I grabbed his Xbox and turned on some Fortnite to kill time. About twenty minutes later Logan peeked his face in, “He gone?” I nodded, still playing. “We're doing the same thing in my room, wanna hang out instead of in here by yourself?” I thought about it, “Sure why not?” “Sweet!” he said and walked me over to his room. Where two half naked high school jocks were watching me walk in. “Guys, this is Everett, he's a friend of my brothers.” They nodded and I sat down on a bean bag chair. “You get high?” one of them asked me. I paused and Logan said, “Of course he does, Everett's a stud, only fucking wimps don't smoke. Right?” They were all looking at me so I nodded and said. “Yeah of course.” “Here then,” the kid said, handing me a joint. I looked at it and took a big drag...my night was about to start.

Chapter Eight Jack fucked me until I passed out again. When I woke up it was day and I was in the bed alone. First thing I did was race to the bathroom and try to force my dick down to piss. It felt like a gallon came out before it even slowed. When I was done I was still hard, not a new thing for me at all. There was a shower and I was obviously ripe so I climbed in to hose myself off. I was sore all over, it felt like I had hit it way too hard at the gym and every muscle I had was paying for it now. My dick would not go down so it decided for me to toss one off before the day started. I lathered it up and began to stroke, my mind wandering to the way Cheryl looked riding my cock in her bedroom. I stroked and stroked, imaging every position I could with her but nothing. If anything I was getting soft. Shit, now I was horny and my dick was on strike. “Fuck it,” I said looking around for some shampoo or something. There was a caddy in the back and along with various bottles, a clear rubber dick was just sitting there like that was normal. It was huge, I mean not me huge but fucking big. I pulled it out to laugh at it and saw there was a suction cup on the end of it. Not sure why it needed one but I stroked my dick, trying to compare the lengths. For some reason holding the fake dick was turning me on, which was weird. My ass kept relaxing, like opening and closing and my dick was really responding. “Oh come on,” I muttered as I realized what the suction cup was for. No, no way. I was not doing this. Whatever happened last night was last fucking night and I refuse to keep doing it. Jack and Mr. Blackthorn got me drunk and that was that. No way I am doing that gay shit again... My dick was sticking straight up as flashes of last night played out in my mind. “NO.” I said gritting my teeth, but my dick was not budging. I put the dick down and started to stroke again, every single naked woman I could image flashing through my mind, but not one reaction from my cock. I started stroking faster but nothing, god I was so fucking horny, I needed to cum. But my dick was playing games. I moved one hand behind me and slipped a soapy finger inside of me, just to see if it did anything. My dick pulsed in my hand, and I slid two fingers in. “Shit, shit...” I panted as I fingerfucked myself. My cock was loving this and I felt my own ass back into my fingers. It was turning me on, but not enough. I couldn't get my fingers deep enough to get me off, though I was trying my hardest. I stopped to catch my breath, and looked down at the dick. My mouth actually watered as I looked at it. “God fucking damnit!” I swore, grabbing the plastic dick and slamming the end to the far wall. It hung there, bobbing on the wall, waiting for me. “Just one time,” I said to myself, “Just get myself off and then it's over.” I lathered up my ass and then covered the plastic dick as well, and backed myself up against it. I had to spread my own cheeks to get it access, it took a couple of stabs before I was able to get the thick head to my hole. Once wedged in I pushed back, my ring expanding around the girth, a loud gasp escaping my mouth as it popped inside of me. “Oh god...”I moaned as I pushed it farther and farther into me. Once my ass was against the wall I pulled off of it, the whole length of it sliding out of my tight ass, causing my eyes to roll back into my head. Before the head could pop out I pushed back hard, and the whole length penetrated me, flashes of light danced in front of my eyes. The shower wasn't that big and I was pretty tall so I was able to plant my hands on one side of the shower while my ass backed up onto the other. I started to rock onto the plastic cock, relishing the way my ass felt as it plunged in and out of me as I moved. God this felt fucking incredible, as the familiar fog of my libido descended on me I realized I wished it was bigger. Not caring anymore I began to slam myself back onto the cock as hard as I could. I wanted it deeper...no I needed it deeper. My ass was hungry and I needed more in me. “Not an ass...” a voice trailed through my mind. No one was here, no would could hear me... “Fuck my pussy,” I panted as I reared back, “Yeah, shove it in my jock pussy...fill me...breed me daddy...” Just the word daddy made my cock jerk and I realized I was close to cumming already. “Fuck your boy, please daddy fuck your jock bitch...” My words were pushing me over the edge and the sound of my ass slapping against the wall as my tight pussy swallowed the whole length of the cock was loud as shit. “Harder, fuck me harder daddy...please...fuck your jock...” Images of Jack and Blackthorn raced through my head, my imagination pretending it was one of them behind me. I was really going at it now, my ass was aching for this dick, my pussy was hungry...so hungry. The images moved from guys on the team fucking me and then just random guys I'd seen in the hall. My teachers...my friends...strangers...all their cocks...in me...filling me... My cock exploded on it's own, I hadn't even touched it and it was firing off loads of cum like it was my first wet dream. “Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me...” I chanted as my jock pussy clenched down on the dick again and again and again. Finally I just stood there, plastic dick in my ass, cum dripping off my abs down into the drain. I slowly pulled myself off the dick and I swear, my ass felt an ache as it left. I stood up and rinsed myself off, my dick still half swollen even after all that. What the fuck was wrong with me? I felt guilty and ashamed but also, so, so fucking turned on. I got out and dried off, my clothes were on a chair waiting for me. I got dressed, grabbed my keys and raced downstairs. I didn't know if someone was there or not, I just ran to my car and took off. I needed to get home, needed to clear my head. Needed to get this shit out of my brain. I got home and my dad was at work and my mom must have been shopping. I took another shower, this time without fucking myself, and changed my clothes. I felt a thousand times better, more like myself. What happened yesterday was like a dream, not real. Like it had happened to someone else. That wasn't me, that was just...insanity. I checked the time and saw I could still make my afternoon classes and practice if I booked. I grabbed my stuff and headed back to school, sure that whatever all that was it was over. I walked into the lunchroom and grabbed some food and sat down with the guys, “What's up? I asked. “Hey man, how's it hanging?” one of them asked. “Little to the left but I manage.” We all laughed and I felt my last doubts fade, yeah that was all behind me now. “Hey you,” Jack whispered in my ear, “How's my pussy?” My ass opened automatically and I felt my cock twitch in my pants. I pulled away, “Get off man!” Jack laughed, “Jeez dude chill, what's up your ass?” He sat down, like nothing had happened, like he hadn't talked me into all that. “I ain't talking to you,” I said standing up, leaving my food on the table. I began to walk away and he came up behind me, “What in the fuck is your problem?” I turned to look at him and whispered. “You know what my fucking problem is!” He pushed me out of the lunchroom and into the boy's bathroom, “What are you trying to do? Get caught?” “Fuck off Jack!” “Why are you so pissed?” “You know what you did!” He cocked his head and grinned, “You mean fuck you?” I looked around and shushed him, “Yeah, that was not cool!” “You liked it!” he said laughing, “You were begging for it!” “I was drunk!” I hissed. “Oh really? Off one glass of wine?” “Whatever, you know I was fucked up.” He came off the wall and walked towards me, “I know a lot of things Ev.” I took a step back and felt the wall against my back. “I know you rode my cock like a fucking whore all night,” his hand was over my growing dick, “I know you were backing up on Blackthorn's cock like it had the cure to cancer,” he was now tracing the outline of my head through my jeans, “And I know you busted a nut every time my cock was in you.” His other hand popped the top button of his jeans and he opened them up. “Every. Time.” He pulled his cock out of his underwear and held it in his hand, “You aren't drunk now, are you?” I couldn't stop staring at his dick, I just shook my head. “You know you want to.” “I-I don't...” I said, transfixed by it. He brought his hand up to my mouth and he said, “You're drooling again.” I looked up at him and our eyes locked. He smiled at me and put a hand on my shoulder, and pushed down. I was almost five inches taller than Jack and a fuck load stronger, but as he pushed down, my knees buckled and I went knelt down in front of his cock. “Lick it,” he commanded. I looked up, silently pleading with him not to make me do this. “Lick it you pussy...” The name made something inside me move and my tongue darted out and licked his head. “More.” Like I was controlled I started to suck Jack's cock, each lick turning me on more and more. I licked around his shaft and he guided my head with his hands. “Yeah, come on big guy, show me how bad you want this.” I moaned around his cock, because I did want this. I hated it and wanted to scream, but I wanted his cock so bad. I worked his cock the best I could, miking every drop of precum out of him. He pulled back and his dick slapped up against his shirt, leaving a wet spot from my spit. “Get in a stall.” I shook my head no but he guided me in like I was fucking cattle. “Lower your jeans.” I unbuttoned my pants and lowered them to my knees. “I see you found a jock,” he said with a smile. I nodded, not sure what I was supposed to do. He turned me around and kicked my legs out wider. I balanced myself against the stall door as he pulled my cheeks apart and started eating out my hole. The tip of his tongue trace the outside of my hole and it fluttered open by itself. I bit my bottom lip as he entered me, his warm tongue sending shock waves of sex throughout my body. I wanted to scream, I wanted to cry out, but I forced myself not to. Instead I took one hand and pushed his face deeper into my ass as I pushed back. God it was just his tongue but I was already losing it. What the fuck was wrong with me? Here I was in a public bathroom getting eaten out by my best friend and I loved it. He worked over my hole for nearly a minute, my cock sticking out the side of my jock, a single drop of precum falling from it's tip. When he pulled off my ass I gasped and looked behind me in panic, I wanted more. He smiled and said, “Sit.” My common sense said not to, to just jerk off and forget it. But his cock was just hovering there, so thick...so fucking warm... I slowly moved over to his lap and lowered myself down onto his cock. He guided the tip into my hole and I let out an audible moan, which caused his other hand to cover my mouth. “Shut up bitch, you wanna get caught?” I didn't care, the moment his tip touched my hole I pushed down, my ass begging for his cock like a baby wanting candy. Within seconds I was bottomed out on him, the burn in my ass was a small price to pay for what his cock was doing to me. He let go of my mouth and grabbed my hips, raising me slightly and then lowering me. Just an inch at a time his cock began to fuck me, and before too long I was doing it myself. I was riding his cock without his help at all. “Yeah, come on bitch,” he said quietly, “Ride my cock...show me what your pussy wants.” My bottom lip was numb I was biting it so hard. The only sound in the bathroom was my ass hitting his thighs as I bounced up and down on his hard cock. “What are you doing Ev?” he asked. “Fucking my pussy...” I chanted as I went up and down, “Fucking my jock pussy...” “Yeah you are...you like that don't you?” he said thrusting up as I came down. “Jack...fuck me...fuck me...” “Good...” he said and then pushed me off his dick, “Straddle me this way.” I jumped back on his cock, now I was staring him in the face. He just smiled at me as I slammed my ass down on his cock for all my might. He brought his hands up to my head and pulled me in for a kiss. At first I hesitated but he thrust up again and in the moan he was able to slip his tongue into my mouth and I started responding. We were making out hard as he fucked me, I was starting to sweat again and my cock was weeping precum like crazy. He stopped kissing me and looked me in the eyes, “So you like this?” I nodded. “You want more of this?” I nodded again. His hands went around my throat and squeezed, “Then never fucking talk back to me again bitch,” I gasped as he cut off my air, “You will do as I say without question, you hear me?” I tried to pull his hands off but they were latched on there. “Do you hear me?” I nodded, feeling my lungs start to burn. “You're my jock pussy now, you can call yourself straight or bi or whatever you want, but when I tell you to do something you do it.” Spots began to form in my eyes as he thrust into my harder and harder. “You get that? You belong to me now Everett, you get that?” I nodded weakly, realizing I was about to cum and pass out, “Whose pussy is this?” he asked with one final thrust into my tight ass. He let go of my throat and my cock exploded between us. “Your pussy, your pussy Jack...” I gasped as my own cum hit my face again, “I'm sorry, I'm sorry...” I whined as I leaned in and started kissing him. “It's your pussy Jack, always yours...” I kissed and licked his face as my dick emptied itself one spurt at a time. His dick expanded and I could feel his hot cum paint the inside of my ass. “You're mine Ev...” he said pulling me into a kiss, “You're mine.” I kissed him back, knowing he was absolutely right.

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?

Hi! This is my first story that I've ever written. I'm not a writer at all and I don't claim to be good at it but I wanted to contribute something to this site. There are probably a ton of typos and grammar mistakes. Feedback and comments appreciated. Definitely a WIP. Part 1: My name is Ian. Just a regular young gay. 5'8. 175 pounds. Very middle of the pack in terms of looks. I'm barely 20 and currently on summer break from college. I'm staying with my parents while I wait for the next Fall semester to begin. I couldn't find a summer job so I'm absolutely broke. No money, no dates, no fun. Before this summer, I've only had sex once in my life, it was while I was away at college last semester. I ended up playing with an older, bearish guy, maybe in his 40s. I guess I have a thing for older men. He was kind of shady but lived close to the campus I studied at. I got really horny one day and he ended up messaging me. We met up at his place and traded blowjobs. He wanted to "put the tip in me" My anxiety flared but I declined and said I had to go. He tried to get me to stay and fool around more but I managed to muster up enough courage to tell him no and leave. That was the extent of my sexual experience. I still think about that moment, what if I let that guy fuck me? Would it have felt amazing? What if he gave me an STI or something? I was too anxious to try anything with anybody else the rest of the semester but sometimes I would think about that encounter when I jerked off. One day, I was bored at my parent's place so I decided to hop on one of the gay apps. I wasn't looking for a hookup, I was just being nosey and I wanted to see who the local gays were around my parent's town. *DING DING* I got a message on the app shortly after logging on. PapaTop was his name. He didn't have his age in his profile or any kind of bio but I'd guess early to mid 60s from his pics. He was a big man, 6'3, 350 pounds. Balding with big sloppy belly that hung out of his tank top in all of his pictures, and wrinkled skin. Big impressive gray beard but if I'm being honest he was not a very handsome man at all. He fit the description of a dirty old man. His first message was a compliment towards me which made me feel obligated to message him back. "You're a handsome boy. How are you?" "Fine." I responded. "How about you?" He immediately responded "Horny. Looking for a hole to unload in. You're my type. Small and easy to throw around, lol" I was kind of shocked about how forward he was but I kinda blushed because someone was giving me a bit of attention. I replied back with "No thanks, I'm fine." I thought that would be the end of the conversation but he immediately sent me a message back that included several pics of his thick dick, a couple of them looked like he had his bare dick halfway inside a few different assholes. He cock had to be at least 7 or 8 inches long, I was a bit surprised. "You sure boy? I want to slide into you deep. I’m all top, I only fuck raw, and I got a lot of dick to give." I didn't respond. I started to feel hot and my cock twitched just a bit but there was no way I was going to hook up with someone who was old enough to be my grandpa. He had a nice cock but you couldn't pay me enough to hook up with him. Later that night, I got into bed and I felt a bit horny from earlier. I was bored of the usual material I used to jerk off with so I picked up my phone and started scrolling through that app again. For some reason I clicked on my messages with PapaTop and reread them. The pictures he sent along with his dirty talk made my dic twitch again.. I thought to myself that maybe I can do a little sexting with him to get a quick nut off. Shouldn't hurt right? I messaged him back. "How deep, Papa?" My cock sprung up thinking about his thick meat sliding into me. A few minutes passed and he messaged me back. "Balls deep, Boy.. I wanna take you to paradise. Boys get addicted my dick after I've bred them." We messaged back and forth for a bit, sharing pics and dirty talk. I was mostly leading him on for mental images to store in the spank bank, I had no intentions on hooking up with this giant troll. I just wanted to use him for a quick nut. I started stroking my dick as we chatted. He started getting very vulgar with his dirty talk. Telling me how I could be his live-in fuck boy. How we could play together all the time, and he'd fuck me good. Make sure I'm charged every night. At the time I didn't understand what being charged meant so I just played along and said "Yeah. That's hot, tell me more Daddy." I started stroking my cock faster. "I want you to come to my house. As soon as you come in, you're going to strip completely naked and put my ass on my face, boy. You're going to get tongue fucked until you're wet amd loose and then daddy is going to fuck you good. Daddy's going to plant his poz seed in your ass and make you my dirty son." Wait, poz seed? I was a bit inexperienced but I knew being poz meant he had HIV. And he wanted to infect me? Make me his dirty son? My thoughts were all over the place but I felt my body starting to tense up as I thought about his "poz seed" filling me up. He messaged me again. "You want that, boy? You want me to own your ass and give you my toxic load? Come over now boy. It's waiting for you." He sent a The mental image of his thick dick, thrashing and twitching inside of my hole came into view. His dick spewing out poison into my guts while he called me his bitch boy. I popped my nut and several ropes of cum blasted across my belly. Suddenly post nut clarity hit me and I felt disgusted. Did I really just cum from the thought of this old man with HIV fucking me? I put my phone down and went to sleep. The next day I woke up to a message from PapaTop "I'm free today. Come service my dick boy, I have a big load for your ass." I cringed and responded that I was busy. He said that he was free all week and he had a special gift for my ass. The idea made my cock twitch but I fought back the urge to entertain him. "Sorry man, I'm tied up all week." He was persistent. He messaged me for the next few days, practically begging me to come over and sit on his cock. I didn't want to block him because our conversations were actually normal and pleasant when he wasn't trying to seduce me. I tried to change the subject as I usually did, I wanted to make him lose interest in fucking me. We had a very mundane chat about his job as an office manager before he retired. He mentioned a couple of stories about dumb boys he managed to lure into his office so he could breed them during his lunch break. He sounded a bit predatory in his stories, almost like he had to trick or coerce most of his partners into having sex with him, given his looks that was understandable. I tried to prevent the conversation from going into sex talk but that seemed to be on the forefront of his mind at all times. Eventually, the conversation started to dry up... until I mentioned that I was getting my degree in IT. "Boy, you never told me you were good with computers. I actually have an old computer that's been giving me problems, can't get the damn thing to work. Maybe you can come over and take a look at it?" I sighed. Ugh, he just wants me to come over so he can fuck me, I'm not that dumb. "Papa, I don't feel comfortable coming over. You're a nice guy but I don't want anything to happen between us. You're poz and you already told me that you only fuck raw. I'm not interested in taking that risk." "Boy, who said anything about sex? I can be civil. Promise. How about I pay you to come over just to look at my busted computer. Maybe we can have a drink and shoot the shit while you're here. It would be nice to have a little company." It sounded like an easy job and the idea of getting paid sounded good to a broke kid like me but there's no way I'm getting lured into that predator's home with promises of cash and booze. I started typing up another response to tell him no thanks but suddenly the thought of his cock stretching my ass and unloading open entered my mind again. A mix of being horny and curious made me reply back with "If it's just business, that should be fine." I felt uneasy about visiting a stranger's home but the danger kind of gave me an adrenaline rush. I thought to myself that I'm a grown man, I can just leave if things start to get weird. I felt my dick twitch hard after we finalized plans for me to visit. "Boy, I think we're going to have a blast. Can't wait to have you."

I was headed to a conference for a week for my law firm. It was a this senior partner I hadn’t met . I had missed a connecting flight and had been late getting in. It was after 9 when I finally got to the hotel. Finally got to my room and swiped the key card dragging my carry on with me. Walking in was a normal set up short hallway bathroom and then two beds. Communicating door and all that. Dragged the suitcase to the far bed and flopped it down on it and popped it open. I was just about to start hanging my suits when there was a knock at the door. I went and opened it and no one was there, when I turned around I hear the knock again and realized it was coming from the communicating door , I went over and opened it puzzled . Standing in the door way was a beefy daddy in just some tight white briefs, and socks holding a glass of scotch. His pecs where amazing and covered in hair with his nipples just poking through. He had that dad bod where the stomach is flat but firm and his biceps were like grapefruit. He held out his giant hand and as I shook it he said… “ Hey I’m Mark the senior partner you will be working with. I had the front desk make sure to let me know when you checked in so I could go over some of the plans for the week. When you’re ready come on through and we can talk about the general itinerary and what not” With that he turned around and when over and laid down in the bed and went back to sipping his scotch and watching a hockey game on the tv. With no other instructions I turned back around and set about getting things sorted. Since he seemed to be super causal I changed into my usual night gear of a tank and mesh shorts, I was wearing a jock that day and kept it on instead of free balling to make sure I wouldn’t be to vulgar with a man that could make my career. I grabbed my tablet and head back over to his room knocking on the door frame I walked into the room and couldn’t not help looking at him stretched out on the bed. One hand behind his head his dense pit and muscular bicep facing me and making my mouth dry. I cleared my throat and he looked over. “ drag a chair over and lets go over the schedule so we can make sure to cover different lectures and just compare notes at the end of day. No reason we get bored through the same talks.” His voice was a deep rumbling baritone and fuck he look amazing. Walking over to the in room table I grabbed a chair next to the bed and sat done. I coudln't help noticing him looking at me, when I made eye contact he just smirked and sat up straight. This close I could smell him a mix of a woody cologne and a hint of stale sweat and scotch. The next 20 mins pass in a blur as we go over the boring minutia of the week, all the time glad I kept a jock on as I was starting to chub up. I would definitely need to get on scruff after this and find a cock to fuck me or at least that I could suck off. Fuck this guy had me so horny. We wrapped up and I walked the chair back to the table. As I was making my way back to my room I heard him clear his throat. “ Mind topping me off? I just don’t feel like getting up” he held his empty glass up to me. “ Sure not a problem sir” fuck did I just call him sir…it slipped out without me even knowing it. I flushed and reached out taking the glass from him and walking to the en suite fridge and added some ice and a good 2 fingers of scotch. Walking back I passed him the glass, as he reached for it he looked me in the eyes and I could feel myself wanting to give in to him. I mumbled something and walked out closing my side door on the way. Once back in my room I collapse on my bed and groan in frustration. Grabbing my phone I opened one of my cruising apps to see if I could find some dick in the hotel for the night. I loaded Sniffies since it was easy and just there and I was excited to see that there were a bunch of hits right in the hotel. One caught my attention right away. It was this huskular black man with what looked like a good size bulge in his jock strap shot. The white jock giving an amazing contrast to his dark skin. Salt and pepper chest hair covered his dense pecs and made my mouth drool and my cock get hard. Looking over the profile it said the magic three things, top, dom , and hung. I instantly messaged him with the usual “ hey” and waited for a response. He responded pretty quick with a “ nice pic boi, that ass looking for some attention?” “ Yes sir, just got in and horny as hell and could use a Daddy to work my hole” “ Sounds good. Any limits?” “Just the usual and what not “ “ Good that gives me a lot of wiggle room. Get prepped and and come to room 720” Perfect that was only one floor up . I quickly responded that I would be there in 15 and when to do a finally freshen and clean out. Since they were already out I jus through on my outfit from before minus the jock , grabbed my room card and headed up the one flight of stairs. Walking up the steps I was having the usual nervousness and horny that comes from a fun random hookup. Reaching the door I knocked and the door swung open a bit so I entered slowly. A deep voice spoke out from the room “ is that my fuck hole for the night?” “ yes SIR” “ Good come on in and strip slut let me see what I got” Walking into the room it mirrored the senior partner's just down stairs with the one bed and table. The guy from Sniffies was sitting in the chair in just that white jock the bulge even more pronounced. On the table next to him was a lit cigar and scotch . Once I was naked Sit ordered me to kneel and crawl over to him. Ive always been on the sub side and fell into the role with easy bring my face right next to his crotch. His hand came down and stroked my head, “ good boi , I like it when they follow directions from the start. Not take that cock out and start worshiping that big dick you fucking whore.” Leaning forward I started lick and mouth the bulge. SMACK “ I said take it out and suck it you fucking dumb ass faggot” Startled I was not used to such direct and rough treatment. Tentatively I reach up and started to pull the jock down. Sir lifted and rearranged himself with his ass hanging off and that giant, and now that I saw it, uncut cock hanging off the edge. Taking the head in my mouth I ran my tongue under the thick foreskin licking around the head tasting the precum that had built up. Slowly it got larger and thicker until the hood pulled all the way back and look to be about 10 x 6 , definitely the biggest cock I had seen. I started trying to take I all in my spit slicking the tool making it shine. “ Come on and deep throat that cock you fucking bitch make me feel that throat. “ I kept trying to push further but kept gagging. Sir was getting displeased and suddenly stood up causing his cock to crash to the back of my throat as well as throwing me back and landing on my ass. I started coughing and was out of breath when I felt his arms lift me up and throw me onto the bed. “ Well since you can’t suck a dick but lets see how that ass feels because one way or another this load is going in you.” I started to panic a bit since I didn’t get fucked often and always safe. That is one of the reasons I had been reluctant to get on Prep. Figured since I didn’t hook up often it wasn’t worth the side effects. Turning my head I asked if he had any condoms. He looked at me with a feral glint in his eye and said “ yup I have some but lets get you warmed up first OK baby boy” The change to sweet through me but made me feel safer and less worried about what was about to happen. His strong hands grabbed my legs and flipped me over my hairy ass pointed right to him. He went over to the bed stand and grabbed two small bottles. One he threw to me the other he kept himself. He squatted down next to the bed and stared me right in the eyes and said in his deep voice “ Come baby boy grab that bottle and do as Daddy does ok sweetie” I nodded dumbly and grabbed the bottle. I had only done poppers once before and it was very memorable. Once the bottle was opened I look over and Daddy was staring me down. He place the bottle to his nose and took a deep inhale and then held it. Startle and feel stupid I followed suit. The poppers smelled different then the ones I had tried before. As I held the hit Daddy stroked my hair and told me I was good for following directions and to do that again. I took another deep inhale and held it again. “Once more baby and this time hold it until I tell you” Taking the biggest hit yet I held it in and felt Daddy moving around behind me. “ Exhale bitch” I let my breath out and as I did I felt his mouth attack my hole. The moan escaped my lips before I knew it my ass started to raise and meeting his thick tongue as it devoured my hole. Long swipes of his tongue licking from my balls all the way up my crack causing me to writhe and squirm. “ Again boy” Once more I took a deep hit and exhaled. SMACK “ Did I tell you to exhale that you fucking bottom slut” “ NO SIR!” I yelped “ Again and hold until I tell you” Taking another hit so soon my mind started to spin and Daddy went back to attacking my hole . He started fingering it opening me up. His spit slicking the way. He hit my prostate and I let out a long moan “ Yes Daddy that’s it work my hole open and fuck my boy hole” “ This isn’t a hole son this is a boy pussy and daddy is gonna treat you right had have you begging for his fuck stick. You want that boy” “ Yes please fuck my hole daddy” I felt him squirt some lube on my hole and stat working more fingers into it. His rough hands and aggressiveness made it feel like my hole was on fire. More lube and more of that burning sensation making my hole quiver and need more. I wanted more in me and I wanted it now. I raised my ass up and started fucking myself on the invading fingers. Moaning like a whore in heat I started babbling “ Please daddy I need some cock in my hole please fuck me with that big fucking cock!” My voice was louder than I meant but at that point all that matters was getting more in my ass and I needed that fucking cock. “ How much do you want this dick son? Show Daddy you are ready and get some more of those poppers in you so I can fuck you proper” Without thinking I started taking hits. Once I hit 4 hits I felt his cock being placed at my hole. I felt it twitch and swear I felt some precum leak out “ “ You want this dick son you will need to work it into yourself . Now push back that hairy ass and show me you want this fucking cock” My head was spinning and my hole was all I could think about as iI raised myself up and started to lean back. The blunt head was pushing hard and hard against my lubed up hole but it wasn’t going in. Grabbing the bottle one more time I breathed in for 15 seconds and held it ………exhaling when I hit 30 seconds and leaned back. The head popped in my hole and I moaned in pain and pleasure , stretched to my limit. I paused for a second to let myself adjust. That was when I felt Daddy grabbed my hips and in one push bury the rest of his dick in my hole. I quickly buried my face in a pillow to muffle my scream as I could feel my hole burn and ache from the sudden invasion. I was sure something had ripped. “ You were taking to long bitch I want to bust this dirty nut and get to sleep. Now shut the fuck up and hit those poppers until Daddy is done” Tears streamed down my face as he pummeled my hole. I kept hitting the poppers hoping for some help and after awhile it seems to work. My ass loosened and I started to feel a warmth spread form my hole. “ Fuck yes I knew you would get there , fucking cum-dump trash bottom. Take this nasty dick and beg me for more” “ Please Daddy fuck my worthless hole. Make it a proper hole for use and break me .” Suddenly he grabbed me and flipped me over. Pressing my knees to my chest. He grabbed my face and made me stare right at him as he rutted my hole. Sweat was dripping off his body covering me in his scent. “ Open your mouth slut” Instinctively I open and received a big wad of spit right in my face. Daddy’s hand reached up smearing it all over before shoving his fingers in my mouth. Rearing back he used my jaw and an anchor point slamming fucking me. By this point it felt like the lube had dried up and the friction was stating to cause me pain. I begged Daddy for more lube but he just sneered at me saying my only extra lube would be his cum deep in my ass. This made it finally sink in that he was in me raw and panic set in. Just as I opened my mouth to protest Daddy picked up the paste driving all words out of my mouth and cause my eyes to roll back in my head. Daddy threw his dirty jock over my face and I smelled the poppers soaked into it. The fumes constantly delivered to my head made me forget myself and I started babbling the first thing that came to my mind. “ fuck me Daddy please fuck me pound my boy hole and make it a proper pussy wreck me daddy gimme that come pleasepleasepleasefuckmypopperedupwhorelsutholeandgivementhatcum” With a giant roar Daddy bottomed completely out in my hole his cock getting even thicker I thought it would split me in two as I felt hot com blast my insides. At the same time my ass started to quake and quiver, my hole over stimulated caused an internal orgasm as my cock dribbled cum without a regular orgasm. As I was coming down Daddy lifted my exhausted body up and buried my face in his hairy sweaty pit. Instinctively my tongue went out licking up the scent and sweat. He then shoved me under the other one before ordering me down to clean his cock. Still coming off the popper overdose I dove on his now soft cock. The idea of doing ass to mouth always repulsed me but fuck those poppers must have been strong. Tasting my ass and his cum hit me hard and it seemed like it made me horny all over again. Once he was clean he leaned back and ordered me to get dressed and get the fuck out . Gathering my clothes I quickly got dressed and slunk back to my room. Feeling ashamed as well as his load leaking down my leg. When I got back I stripped and collapsed in bed totally spent and exhausted leaving on only my jock that was now absorbing the cum. Before I fell all the way asleep I reach back and felt my hole. It was still loose and I could easy slide 3 fingers in. Bringing them to my mouth I sucked the strangers cum into my mouth and passed out.

One of my favourites. Thank you for sharing yourself with us, Glenn — your sexuality, your theatricality, and your musical creativity. Gone way too soon. [think before following links] https://www.ebar.com/story/154768/News/Glenn Soukesian%2C known as adult film star Colton Ford%2C dies

The US has tried and failed to impose its laws and taxes outside its borders. The only practical consequence is that you cannot return. If you are so alienated by your country, why would that bother you?

The load is now 90% of my focus. There is no way I would go back to covered sex. I had enough for my fill.

Today my lunch consisted of a delicious boypussy. I dined on it in a hotel bed while the owner of said hole laid on top of me and pleasured my dick. I love working near a bunch of hotels.

OMG THIS IS THE HOTTEST STORY IVE READ IN A VERY LONG TIME!!! im usually disappointed when i read a story that’s not complete yet and leaving me hanging needing another story to push me over the edge of the orgasm I abandoned due to the story to be continued…. But this one got me so hot that when I read the last line and realized I would have to wait to read the rest of it, I still blasted cum all over with the thoughts of what could be next to happen and holy moly man this was so much like the fantasies I used to have before knowing how good gay sex would be, when I constantly hoped to meet an older gay man that would force himself on me knowing I needed it. please finish this story soon, I know I will absolutely love reading more.

Cum should always go dep in the hole

I interpreted the burning sensation after the lube is applied to the bottom's hole as the lube having been laced with T. Might just be that since I like booty bumps I am projecting.🤷‍♂️😈

Well fucked releasing several loads after a nice day cruising

Hi everyone, im an irish dad here, married to a woman and have a teen son. I just love cum, in my mouth, on my body and in my hole, cant get enough raw cock in me, the feeling of another man cumming inside me, just completes me. I go to a bathhouse in dub when i can which is no where near often enough and take as much raw cock as i can per visit. Any irish guys here in dublin who want to get in touch, happy to chat. I know the risks but the feeling of a raw cock in me is what i crave. I would love to offer myeslf to a poz guy and take toxic loads in me, the ultimate [banned word] for me.

Plenty of men have walked up to me in a bar, handed me an empty beer bottle, and ask me to fill it.

I hooked up with a guy on NKP this weekend. Latin top. We were partying at a cheap motel. His profile said he had “a huge piece of meat” and he loved it covered in slobber and slime. We had chatted on line a lot that afternoon. He told me he couldn’t get there until after the rest of us had started. I was sure that, since I’d be partied up, I’d get right on that meat. He was right. It was huge. Not that long, maybe 8+. But it was fucking fat. I had seen pictures, but those pictures didn’t show the reality. That meat was so fat along the middle of the shaft, I literally could not get my mouth around it. I tried to push myself down on the shaft but my teeth were scraping his dick. Trust me he got sucked. But it never got to the point that I slobbered all over it. It certainly was not the longest dick I’ve ever had but it was the fattest.

This is a regular top I hook up with who has the most amazing cock. I don't complain when he pulls it out to slide his fist in either.

balls deep in me is really important to me

Free your mind...don't be so shallow...take a small dick! Make a guy's night!

This is my cum filled hole... Soon 3 weeks alone at home and will bend over for literally anyone who needs to unload

Part four - Wonderland When I woke up, there was darkness all around me. Opening my eyes made no difference from keeping them close. Pitch black. I could move my head a little bit, but as I tried to get up or touch my face, I realized I was restrained pretty much all over. Something was hugging me tight, all over my body. I felt cold and hot all at the same time. I could also feel something strapped on my face, and I could hear some strange, muffled noises. I could also feel my cock being rock hard, but encased in some kind of trap, like something was pulling, or applying suction on it. I also obviously had something in my ass, but it was small. A butt plug, probably. I could hear a slow and regular beep, a light hissing, sounds that made me believe I was at the hospital. I was laying on some kind of medical chair, but I felt like I was floating in the void. My situation was very confusing. I wasn’t even sure if I was awake or dreaming. The last few days (at least the parts where I was awake) were starting to be very, very disorienting and once again I was beginning to question if all of this was really happening. And it all happened so fast. Only a few days before, I was a straight young man trying to find a job. How did I become a gay sex slave, willingly getting drugged and having completely unprotected and wild sex with a HIV+ pervert? An amazing and godlike HIV+ pervert? Thinking about my situation was turning me on and I was still taking in the truth that was shown to me by Daddy. He was right, it was my true nature and I had finally found my place. Although right now, I wasn’t sure what kind of place I was in. After a minute the disorientation went into overdrive. I still couldn’t see or move but I felt like I was lifted up very fast and rising in the sky, like I was suddenly freed from my restrains and even gravity itself, but I still couldn’t move. Daddy was probably giving me something to make me high, I thought, so I decided to just let it run its course and see what happens. It’s not like I had a choice anyway. Out of the darkness, Daddy started speaking. I couldn’t see anything, but I was visualizing him talking to me. “Hi boy. I’ll be gone for a few days while I take care of business. I hooked you up on my brainwashing machine. You’ll be exposed to a lot of stimuli that will vastly expand your sexual horizons. I created this nice little program called “Wonderland” that will show you the ropes, condition you further to enjoy what I enjoy and crave it even more than me. This session is only the beginning, we’ll start with basic stuff. Don’t worry, everything is fully safe and secure. When I come back, we’re gonna have so much fun. In the meantime, well... bon voyage!” And the darkness came back, along with complete silence. The disorientation from the drugs and lack of stimuli was beginning to make me nauseous. After a while though, a giant biohazard symbol materialized before me. It seemed enormous, the size of a mountain, all red, with a black outline, glowing and shining bright before me, completely filling my field of vision. It seemed to be the only thing in existence. I was in awe before the sheer size of the thing and felt like it was about to engulf me, or like I was about to fall into it. “BOW IN AWE BEFORE YOUR NEW RELIGION. THIS IS IT’S SYMBOL. WORSHIP.” A booming voice exploded in my ears. The loudness was unbearable and inescapable. My whole body jerked in fear and surprise from the unexpected speech. My ears were ringing. As suddenly as it appeared, the biohazard symbol vanished and was immediately replaced by an enormous dick. It was a gargantuan version of my Daddy’s wonderful poz cock. It seemed to be floating in the void, detached from a body. I could see the veiny shaft, the glistening red head, the gigantic balls below, but nothing else. A pool of precum the size of an ocean was forming at the tip. “THIS IS YOUR NEW GOD. YOU ARE ITS SLAVE.” I felt like I was nothing compared to it. And it was true, my Daddy’s cock was everything to me, now. Even my own penis was insignificant, now. There was only Daddy’s poz cock in my world. I was looking at this ridiculously large version of his penis while experiencing a great amount of pleasure all through my body. I felt a tingling all over, heightened by the tightness I felt hugging my skin. The vision before me started moving, or maybe it was me, and I got closer and closer to the tip where the large pool of precum was overflowing. I got nearer and eventually dived into it. Everything was very overwhelmingly large, and I could even see Daddy’s sperm swimming around, like a shoal of fish moving gracefully in unison. As I got closer to them, I could spot tiny little biohazard symbols on their heads. I was literally swimming in poz cum. There was a great commotion and suddenly I was thrown around wildly as a powerful blast of cum erupted from the tip of the gargantuan dick. Everything turned to white, and the apparition was replaced by an overwhelmingly large virtual screen. “WATCH AND LEARN. THESE ARE YOUR NEW FETISHES. YOU CAN’T LIVE WITHOUT THEM. THERE IS NO PLEASURE OUTSIDE OF THEM. YOU ARE THEIR SLAVE.” A quick succession of different porn scenes started playing on the screen. Several young guys being fucked by muscle daddies. Some were on all fours, others laying on their backs. They all had a glazed look in their eyes, seemingly high as fuck. I could see every scene for a few seconds, then it would switch to another one. Every scene was extremely hot, the best porn quality I had ever seen. It looked so real and raw. Then I was shown several close-up shots of big cocks. Most of them were uncut. Every 3 seconds there was a new one. At first, they were all limp, then semi-hard, then fully hard. Seeing so many cocks in such a short amount of time was very arousing in itself, but I could feel my horniness being pushed further by whatever was flowing in my veins. I was feeling intense pleasure just looking at the images. I desperately wanted to suck on a big juicy poz cock. The ones I was shown were now leaking heavily, all wet and glistening precum. It was at that point that I was reminded of the thing entrapping my own cock as it went into action. I could feel the suction on my dick get more intense, then release, then suck again, with a slow, rhythmic pulse. The sensation was amazing, and I started squirming in my bonds. Shortly after, whatever was in my ass starting inflating and buzzing, filling my hole with a nice sensation. I could also feel some faint cold sensation in my guts. The images on the screen went back to guys getting fucked, but now it was close ups of cocks entering assholes. Repeatedly, I was seeing the tip of a cock getting near a hole, smearing precum all over it and then plunging into the ass. White cocks, black cocks, brown cocks, white hole, black holes, and so on. The sounds of moaning as the guys entered were divine. Every time an ass was being penetrated, the buzzing in mine got a little stronger. Meanwhile, a radiating heat was growing in my ass, and I wanted more than just a vibration, I needed to get fucked. Afterwards there was another succession, this time with blow jobs. Different guys licking the head of a cock, then putting it in their mouths, then swallowing them whole, and finally getting face fucked. All the dudes ended up with several loads down their throats, in their face or elsewhere on the chest. With every cum shot, I was fed a dose of poppers through the mask in my face. After several minutes, or maybe an hour of these montages, my cock slowly milked and my ass being slowly fed T-laced lubed and frustratingly vibrated, I felt a cold sensation in my arm. My lungs started to burn, and I had to cough violently in my mask. I was getting slammed! The screen shown to me started to flicker as I was being extremely disoriented. I was trying to look at what was going on, but I couldn’t focus anywhere and my whole body was on fire. It was way more intense than what I had experienced so far. When I finally could get a grip on what was shown to me, I was confused to see a black figure in what looked like an hospital room, strapped to a doctor’s chair with the legs and arms wide apart. The figure was seemingly wrapped in black rubber or latex, completely from head to toe. There were tubes running everywhere around the black figure. When I looked at the crotch, I realized I was looking at myself. I could see a clear tube with a steel top attached to my penis and milking it. It looked like a milking machine commonly used to milk a cow but modified to fit a human penis. I had never seen such a thing, but it looked very intimidating... and hot! I could also see something running to my ass and penetrating me but couldn’t make what it was. I had a strange apparatus strapped to my face, some kind of oversized gasmask that must house the virtual reality device and the breathing gear, with three rubber tubes springing out of it in the front and the sides of my face. I could also see a tube connected to my arm which appeared to be an IV, feeding me all kinds of drugs and nutrients. There were several machines all around me and I had no idea what any of these were supposed to do. Because of the slam I was extremely horny, and I had been edged for quite a while already with these machines, so I was desperate at that point to cum. Seeing myself in this state, for some reason, pushed me to such highs in horniness that I started screaming in ecstasy in my mask. The sound was muffled even for me, but the rubber hood covering my head vibrated delightfully. The virtual screen switched to images of men in rubber suits fucking each other. Most of them were wearing black suits, others were orange, yellow, even transparent. All of them were fucking bareback though. At some point the thing in my ass inflated even more, stretching me good, but also started to move. The milking machine also started picking up the pace, sucking and pulling on my cock mechanically, relentlessly. I was starting to go crazy and really wanted to cum, but every time I got near an orgasm everything stopped, then resumed. I was incredibly frustrated but turned on. I wanted release, but I didn’t want my ecstasy to stop. After a while I was shown yet another video of a rubber guy getting fucked raw, but this one was wearing a black suit with a bright red biohazard symbol on it. My cock twitched inside the milking tube, and I could feel a sharp buzz in my ass as soon as I saw the symbol. I’m pretty sure I had a micro-orgasm at this instant, but everything kept going as the guy was getting fucked. I could hear grunts and moans, coupled with the smacking and ruffling of the rubber suits slapping together. Suddenly the top stopped fucking and gripped the bottom’s hips. “Here take my poz load you little cumdump slut.” “Thank you, Sir. Thank you for recharging me and gibing me your strain. Thank you for making me a better poz bitch, more toxic and more fucked up.” The top made several grunts while emptying his balls into the guy’s ass. “Now I’m gonna fill up your ass even more, ready boy? Ready for my toxic chem piss? Oh my god, this man was going to piss in the boy’s ass. That was HOT. “Yes Sir, fill me up with your poz piss and your poz seed. Make me high from your fluids in my cunt. Flood my guts and make it overflow please Sir.” This was fucking wild, I thought, and I instantly wanted Daddy to piss in my ass. I wondered what it felt like to have chem piss up my ass and I hoped I’d find out. As I was watching this dude getting pissed in his ass, I noticed the air smelled different and realized I was being fed poppers. I was getting higher and hornier, but then I felt the thing in my ass start to expand further and fucking me faster and deeper while the milking machine was sucking slower but stronger. I was in complete ecstasy when the scene changed. I was now seeing a guy completely encased in a yellow rubber suit with the word “PISS” written in black on his chest. He had what seemed like a rubber urinal mask on his face. I could see a dick in front of me and it started pissing in the urinal, forcing the yellow rubber gimp to drink it all. Once again, I was fed poppers and the pleasure I felt was increased even further. The thing fucking me picked up the pace as the images shown to me changed faster and faster, all scenes showing boys being peed on, some naked, some wearing latex, some chained to a urinal in a public toilet, some having several men peeing on them. With every new scene I had a huff of poppers delivered through my mask. The milking and fucking machines kept getting faster and harder. Until then it never crossed my mind that piss could be such a hot thing but here I was, craving to be peed on while experiencing the greatest high I ever thought possible. I couldn’t wait for Daddy to come back and fill my ass with piss and make me drink his chem piss. As I was formulating my wish there it was, my Daddy’s dick right there looking down on me, unloading a large golden torrent on me. To my surprise, I could actually feel it, flowing all over me. The latex suit I was wearing made it feel amazing, it was warm dripped everywhere. I didn’t know if someone was actually peeing on me or if it was one of the machine’s features, but I didn’t care. As the warm flow kept dropping on me, I was still getting milked and fucked relentlessly and this time, as I was getting close to cumming, it didn’t stop. I exploded in a violent orgasm inside the milking tube. The machine mechanically sucked every drop out of me and made it all disappear. And I kept cumming and shooting, again and again, thanks to the drugs, the bondage, the latex suit and the piss. My orgasm subsided, but the machine kept milking and fucking me without ever slowing down. I felt another cold wave in my arm and had to cough violently as I was slammed once again, completely overriding my refraction period. I was instantly as horny as I was a few moments earlier. “HOPE YOU ENJOY BEING MY RUBBER PISS SLAVE.” The booming voice was there again. It would seldomly talk to me throughout the session, reinforcing what I was experiencing, making me yearn for the real thing as soon as possible. Now I truly understood what Daddy meant when he called this a brainwashing machine. This thing was remodeling my brain, rewriting it to fit my Daddy’s kinks and fetishes by associating those with intense pleasure. I was turned on by the concept and was looking forward to what was next. For the next several hours (maybe days?) I went through an insanely long cycle of being slammed, fed poppers, milked and fucked while I was shown several scenes, every single one more hot than the last. Guys getting gang banged on a sling, guys getting beaten up, I was shown several fisting scenes while the thing fucking my ass inflated to painful proportions, I was shown hundreds of neg guys asking for poz cum, poz guyz asking to be recharged, guys getting slammed, gassed, smoked, shotgunned, booty bumped, and I forget the rest. Rubber guys, leather guys, jocks, twinks, daddies, bears, etc. At some point I completely lost track of what was going on and my conscience shut itself off, I was in a world of pure pleasure, and perversion. There was only my body and the machine, my identity had been erased. I didn’t care about anything but extreme gay sex. I forgot who I was, my name, where I came from. My entire reality was sex. I was a sex object, owned by Daddy, being molded to fit his mind. I was being force fed his fetishes to please him and it was glorious. After the final slam I was given during my first trip in Wonderland, I was shown what ended up being my favorite scene. A single scene, where a guy who looked eerily like me was laying on his back, his legs spread wide and raised far up to his shoulders, with Daddy looking over him. “Now boy I’m gonna make your dream come true, are you ready?” “What are you going to do, Daddy?” “I’m gonna make you pregnant with my toxic seed. I’m gonna bury this big fat poz cock deep in your guts and flood them with my devil baby juice and make you pregnant. Really pregnant.” “Oh god yes, Daddy, that’s what I’ve always wanted. Make me a poz mother please. Make me pregnant so I can carry your poz baby. Make my belly round and full of your poz cum.” Daddy smiled. “As you wish son,” and he shoved his dick inside the boy’s ass. The ensuing fucking session was a sight to behold. It lasted for ages and the two remained in the same position, the boys offering his ass with grace and humility to Daddy, and him taking the boy like the incarnation of masculinity that he is. Always the same position, never boring. My field of view was shifting from a POV of the boy, to a side view, to the back, and so on. I could see the glory of their bodies together, glistening with sweat, the muscles, the great biohazard tattoo on Daddy’s chest, his magnificent dick getting in and out of the boy’s ass. The machine fucking my own ass was in sync with the action displayed before my eyes, following every beat. As the intensity kept rising, Daddy eventually stood still and bred the boy, both grunting and moaning like animals. Daddy pulled out of the boy ass and everything else apart from the boy’s body faded into darkness. My point of view shifted to a close-up of his dripping ass hole, with thick white poz cum oozing out of it. I kept going closer until I came inside his ass and followed the poz sperms into the boy’s guts and into his blood stream. We swam together through a labyrinth of veins and body parts, faster and faster, until a bright flashing light brought everything to an end and darkness engulfed me once again.

Totally hot fuck and great breeding!

Chapter 7 Dad had Grant pass him the pipe and torch. As he turned to me, I lifted myself up into a seated position. He lit the pipe before putting it to my mouth and said, "You guys wanna watch me get my son high again?" "How high you wanna get your boy?" It was the new guy with the massive cock. "Doesnt take much. This being his first night of partying and all." Dad pulled the pipe from my mouth and I held the hit before letting it go. "Damn that is a fucked up thing for a dad to do to his son." "Yeah? Is that why your cock is that hard?" Dad gave me another hit. "Fuck yeah. I want to see you tear apart your sons innocence." "Yeah? You want me to corrupt him more and more with every hit?" What was I hearing? Was dad just playing along or did he mean this? Was he playing a monster or was he actually one? As I let go of the second hit, I only cared that these men in the room were all hot and they were looking at and talking about me. I didnt care how fucked up this was. I cared that I was getting the attention from hot guys I only thought I would ever be able to fantasize about. Dad gave me one last hit from the pipe. "Fuck yeah and I wanna watch and maybe even join." At that last word, dad turned to him. "Whats your name? Im Paul and my son is Cooper." As if on cue, I let out a huge cloud and waved at him. "Luke. What about you guys?" "Grant." "Dominic." "Good to meet all of you.It turns out we all had a purpose tonight in coming here. We are all going to be part of my sons experience of losing his virginity. Isnt that right son?" "Dad?" Something in my head was forcing itself to be spoken. "Yeah son?" He looked genuinely concerned. "Isnt this incest? Are we committing incest?" I was on the bed on my back and stroking my hard and throbbing cock as I asked. Even as I said it I wasnt sure what I was seeking in an answer. The word came to mind as something I had heard before as criminal and so wrong that it was done by people who were messed up in some way. But in this room with these guys, saying the word aloud made that [banned word] very real. And extremely hot. "Yes son. This is incest because we are related by blood. I made you son. So yes. If that means you want to stop, I understand. Maybe its too much too soon for you." I didnt really understand what dad was saying. Was he giving me an out because he wanted an out? The sensation in my cock was so strong it was incredibly distracting. "Dad no. I want that." There was a shift in the three men watching this interaction and witnessing what was the most intimate conversation I had ever had with dad. Almost like their breathing sped up slightly. "What do you want son?" My mind raced a little. My cock was throbbing in my hand and I wanted to give dad the answer he wanted to hear. I know what I would have said in any other situation on any other day. But the last three hits from the pipe changed that. "I want you dad. Incest. I know its twisted and I never thought about this before tonight but I want you dad. Do you want me dad?" I paused and took a quick glance at the other three men. "Do you want your son? Do you want to molest your son?" I noticed now looking at dad and seeing the other men in my peripheral vision in this small room that all of us were stroking our cocks. I looked up to dads face and his expression was a mix of so many others that I had seen tonight. There was that lust and something conflicted and yet also something maybe even sinister. But there was also what I realized later was deep love. I also couldnt help noticing that his cock was leaking. "Oh yes son. It is twisted". He bent down to kiss me again and I could feel his weight shift on top of me again. "That might be why I want it" he said as he pulled out of the kiss. That was for our audience. I knew that because he put his mouth to my ear and whispered everything right after very softly: "I love you so much son and I want to make love to you. I want to show you how much I love you Coop." I tightened my arms and legs around him and moaned into another kiss, our mouths opening as much as was possible. I could hear the guys saying something to each other or groaning at the sight of us. Finally dad pulled up and whispered into my ear, "You can bet your dad is about to molest you son." My eyes shot open again hearing that and I almost came. Somehow we were both getting off on how fucked up this all was. Instead of turning away from it, we were wanting it more. Dad lifted himself back up to a sitting position. "How are you feeling son? You want another hit from the pipe?" "Ok." Grant handed dad the pipe and torch again and the guys watched as dad and I both took two more hits. I didnt know what flying was before that night but I knew dad was getting me there now. I was tingling everywhere and any touch that was pleasurable before was a hundred times more so now. And it made my brain focused on seeking that pleasure as its only goal. Dad passed the pipe and torch back to Grant and said, "Now you guys just go ahead and pass this around. We shouldnt be the only ones partying." There was no argument there as they began to take hits and then pass it around. Dad turned back to me and lifted my legs placing them on his shoulders. He crouched down first and I felt his tongue at my hole again, the sensation as electric as the first time. My back arched as I moaned out "Daaaaaaad yes." The men reacted and when I turned to look at them I could see how horny they were watching us and anticipating while getting themselves high too. Dad didnt spend as much time eating my hole as he did before. He propped himself back up and held my legs up against him. "You ready son?" He didnt have to say for what. I nodded. "You guys ready? We are all about to cross a line. Are you all ok watching me take the virginity of my teenage son?" I looked at the guys and I could see how getting high was hitting them. I noticed Dominic's eyes widen when dad said I was a teenager as he was hitting the pipe. His long cock flexed up and I noticed a thread of precum beginning to go from his head down towards the floor. What turned my attention back to dad was the feeling of thick flesh at my hole. I knew he was big but I could feel how massive dads cock was and how small and tight my hole was. "Deep breaths ok?" I nodded. I wanted this but I was still nervous. I began to feel some pressure that became more insistent. I just looked in dads eyes and tried to focus on my breathing. He began pushing even harder but my hole was a fortress. Dad pulled back and then tried again. What if this couldnt happen? What if we couldnt make it work? Out of the corner of my eye I noticed Luke crouch down. It caught dads attention too and he stopped pushing again as his concentration broke. We both looked over. At first it looked like he was retying his shoes but when he stood back up he had a small bottle in his hand that had been clipped to his shoelace. He showed it to my dad and me but I had no idea what it was. Dad seemed to know though. "Aw fuck yeah nice." Luke didnt hand the bottle to dad though. He came over right to the bedside and kneeled on the floor so he was more level with me. He shook the bottle and looked up at dad. "You want me to?" Dad just nodded. Luke turned to me. "Prop yourself up a little bit." I did as he told and put myself on my elbows. "Good. Now Im going to put this up to your nose and I want you to inhale as long as I leave it there ok? Then I want you to hold your breath until I say you can let it go." I nodded. I didnt know what this was or why we were doing this now but dad had approved so I went with it. Luke put the bottle up to my nostril and held my other closed. I breathed in the fumes and took a hit that I later found out was much longer than most people would take for their first time. When he took the bottle away he lowered me back down fully and replaced the cap. "Hold it. Keep holding it." And then he came closer to whisper in my ear. "I am getting you even higher and you are going to be craving all our cocks in no time." I looked into his eyes and I saw up close how hot this man was. There was a stinging in my nose. It was an unnatural chemical kind of smell that I suddenly began to feel expand into my lungs. "Now let it go." I breathed out and the effect hit me immediately. Warmth flowed all through my body and I couldnt control my response to it as I writhed around with my hands feeling all over my chest my abs and my cock. Luke wouldnt let me stop there. He pulled me back up even though I was totally unfocused and then placed the bottle at the other nostril. I breathed in again for a big hit. This time near the end of the hit I felt dad reposition himself and the head of his cock was back at my hole. Luke pushed me back down on my back and said again, "Hold it. Don't let it go." He looked up at dad. "I have more stuff in my room that i can get for us too." Dad smiled at Luke but didnt respond. I could feel the hit working through me and I closed my eyes to try to control myself. Luke made me hold this one in longer and opened my eyes and looked to see why he was waiting so long. He finally nodded and the hit had me arching my back as my eyes rolled into the back of my head. And then suddenly without warning the head of dads cock popped inside me. The sensation took me out of my trance as my eyes went wide and I looked up. There was pain and electricity in the feeling of being penetrated for the first time. My hands instinctively pushed at dads knees which straddled my ass. But dad held and didnt move. He didnt pull out or push any further in. "I'm inside you son."

Chapter Nine I was in a daze for the rest of the day. My mind was telling me I was straight but Jack's cum was still in my ass and just thinking about what he did to me made my dick twitch. Nothing was as it seems and I was losing my mind. I found myself staring at guy's crotches as I passed them in the hallway. No one noticed but I knew what I was looking for. What the hell was wrong with me? After school I was on the way to practice when Cheryl stopped me. “Hey,” she said with a smile, “You coming over after...” I grabbed her and pulled her into a broom closet. The same broom closet Jack had pulled me into... NO! Fuck those thoughts. I pushed them out of the way as I undid my pants and got ready to fuck her lights out. I was straight, I liked girls and I was going to prove it here and now. Luckily Cheryl didn't have to be convinced to get fucked, she shucked her panties down and was ready. My dick was not. I stroked it some, trying to will life into it. “You ok?” she asked, looking down at my flaccid member. “Yeah, give me a sec...” I said still trying to get it hard. After about a minute she knelt down, “Here, let me help.” She swallowed my soft dick and started licking it...but the only thought I had was that Jack did it better followed by I did it better. I closed my eyes and images of me drooling over Jack's cock, licking it up and down, trying to squeeze another drop of precum out of his dick... “See? It just wanted some loving,” she said standing, ready to be mounted. I dipped my dick down to fuck her and even as I was entering her, it was beginning to soften. She didn't notice cause even semi hard my dick was bigger than a normal one. This was doing nothing for me, it was too wet, too loose...it was just... Boring. My dick was losing it's length and in a couple of seconds she would notice and that was not a conversation I wanted to have right now. I saw a push broom in the corner and decided to try something. I reached up and turned the light off, so we were in the dark. “Everett!” she said breathlessly, “You shy all of a sudden?” I reached back and moved the wooden handle down some, while moving my ass up some to line them up. The tip of it touched my hole and my cock sprang to life. She moaned as I pushed back on the handle, the feeling making my entire fucking body shiver. Pumping into her made me rock back and forth onto it, it wasn't Jack by any means, but it was something and my body was reacting. “Yeah, that's it...” I breathed as it went deeper. “Yeah, fuck me baby!” she exclaimed. “Shhh....” I said softly, “Don't talk, someone might hear us.” The truth was I couldn't stay hard with her yapping. In the silence I could imagine it was Jack making me fuck myself on the handle, it was him in front of me, commanding me to prove I wanted his cock. Forcing me to to go deeper to earn his load. I got it far enough in so that it nudged my prostate and I started to go hog wild. Cheryl let out a noise as I started to fuck myself harder, therefore fucking her harder. Usually I was pretty passive in this, she was the one riding me and dictating the pace. But once I could feel the handle fucking me right I went at it like a duck to water. “Ev!” she gasped, “Slower...Ev it hurts...” I was so close...so fucking close. “Everett you're hurting me!” she said loudly and pushed me off of her. The handle jammed deep into me and my cock exploded in reaction. She made a cry as I was sure she was covered in buckets of my cum. I slid the handle out and propped it back in the corner, just before she turned on the light. Yep, her face was drenched in cum. “What the fuck was that?” she demanded, wiping the warm liquid off her face. “I was horny,” I said with a half grin. “You're too fucking big to be that rough!” she grabbed the bottom of my shirt and dried herself off. “Well, that's how I like it,” I said tucking my dick back into my jock. “Since when?” Since Jack fucked me like that. “Since now,” I said pulling my shirt away from her and tucking it in, “Look Cheryl, I don't know if this is working out.” “What? You almost kill me with your dick and you want to break up now?” “We had fun, but I just think I need to focus on baseball more.” She glared and me and then stormed out of the closet. I checked my hair and sure enough there was a glob of cum. I grabbed it and licked it off my finger real quick before leaving to practice. When I walked in the guys said hi as I walked over to my locker. Jack was there, looking at me intently. “Why you so late?” he asked as I got naked. “Cheryl,” I said dropping my pants. “Oh, what did she want?” “For me to fuck her, so I tried in a broom closet.” His eyes got wide, “You? You took her to a broom closet to fuck her.” “I tried, but...” I glanced down at my dick, “it wasn't very interested.” He gave me an evil grin, “So what did you do?” “Took care of business and broke up with her.” I pulled on my uniform pants and grabbed my jersey. “You broke up with her? Really?” I slipped it on and looked at him. And in a whisper I said, “If you are going to...you know...I don't think it's fair for me to try to date her too.” His face lit up and I could tell his impulse was to lean in and kiss me, an impulse I shared for a microsecond. “So now you're all mine?” he asked. I nodded and closed my locker, “Every inch is yours.” He smiled and nudged me, “We're going to have some fun.” Just the way he said it made me start to chub up, I give up trying to understand this. Practice was thankfully short, we did our hustle and piled back into the locker room by 6pm. As we walked into the shower Jack whispered, “Spend the night over at my place tonight.” I nodded and went to an empty nozzle. The water felt amazing and I was starting to feel like myself again. I mean a version of myself that wanted Jack to fuck me silly, but me nonetheless. As I glanced around I took a look at a couple of the other guy's dicks and wondered how they'd feel. As soon as I thought it I felt ashamed and looked away, but my dick was already taking a look on it's own. “Shit,” I hissed, willing it to go away. “Throwing wood?” Cody Browns asked to my left. He was looking at my cock rising slowly with a big ol smile on his face. “Fucking thing has a mind of it's own.” He nodded, not taking his eyes off my member, “I bet, shit at that size it's probably has a bigger brain than both of us.” My dick was nearly fully hard and I glanced over at Cody to take a better look. He was shorter than me, not very muscular but cut as all fuck. You could trace the outline of his eight pack with your fingers...and I wanted to very badly all of a sudden. His dick was average size and his honey blond pubes were trimmed neatly as his dick stood at full mast as well. He gestured to come over to his nozzle. I looked around and saw no one was paying attention to us so I moved closer to him. He turned up the heat and steam started to billow around us as I got even closer. “You always horny?” he asked, his hand reaching out and stroking my dick. “Fuck yeah,” I said, reaching out for his. “Jesus with this monster I bet,” he started to slowly stroke my length, worshiping the size of it for some time. “It always wants more...” I said, stroking his dick as well. The whole thing fit in my grasp, it was surreal to tell the truth. I knew it was a normal dick but it felt so tiny... “You ever play with your balls while you jerk off?” he said, his other hand slipping beneath my balls. “Fuckkkk....” I whispered, trying not to make a scene. “Fuck they're like massive eggs...” he said rolling them around some. I stopped jerking him off as he pushed me back onto the shower wall. “I always wanted to see this hard,” he said stroking me off, “I'd never seen you scope out the room before.” “I what?” I asked confused. “Looking around at the other guys, I saw you. Don't worry man, everyone does. It just means we're alive.” He caught me? Fuck I was bad at this. “Lots of guys look, it's natural,” his hand was beneath my nuts now and my legs widened automatically. “You like this?” he asked, his hand slipping to my taint. I nodded, biting my bottom lip. “How about this?” His finger touched my hole and I felt my dick pulse. “Oh you do!” he said with a grin on his face. He pulled it away, put some soap on it and then slid it under me again, “Don't make any noise...” His finger slid into me and the desire to cry out was real. “Hell yeah...” he said jamming it further in, “You like this don't you?” I just nodded, my ass clenching down on his digits. He slipped two in and my ass pushed back all on it's own. “Fuck man, I didn't know you had such a hungry ass, I always thought you were super straight.” “I am,” I said automatically, but it seemed like a joke as he finger fucked me not ten feet away from the rest of my baseball team. “Yeah, yeah, so am I. But this is something only us guys understand,” he said, pushing harder and harder into me. He made it sound so casual, like it was an everyday thing to get fingered by another guy. “You...you do this a lot?” I asked, between gasps of breath. “I had a couple of fuck buddies throughout high school, we took care of each other. Hold on.” He pulled his fingers out and walked out of the steam. I was panicked for a moment, what if he said something, what if he got everyone's attention?” He walked back in and smiled, “Everyone is out, just us.” I breathed a sigh of relief at that. “Here, get down on the ground.” I went down to my knees and saw he was laying on his back, “Hop on.” His dick was sticking straight up...I couldn't do this...not here. “Come on! Before the hot water fades and the steam is gone.” I moved over him, screaming at myself not to. The moment his cock touched my hole I pressed down, the feeling was like...like coming home. “Yeah...” he hissed, grabbing my hips, “Fuck...never thought I'd fuck you.” My cock was bobbing as he pushed my down on his dick. He was...faster than Jack and a little less focused. Where Jack knew just where to fuck me, Cody was hitting my spot one out of every four thrusts. It still felt good, but after awhile I realized I was doing all the work, moving myself down on his cock to get maximum pleasure. “Yeah, ride that dick,” he said, putting his hands behind his head, “Fuck yourself on my cock.” I was, pushing down harder and harder as I found my spot and y dick started leaking. He reached up and started stroking my cock, “God, with a monster like this and you like to get fucked...there is no justice.” I would have argued with him but my mind was getting fuzzy again and I just focused on cumming. He grabbed my hips again and thrust into me as I pushed down, both of us racing towards our orgasm. “Come on stud, show me I can make you cum.” He was going to do just that as I felt my body start to tremble and my dick start to pulse. “Fucking bottom jock bitch...come on,” he said savagely, really pushing up into me. “I'm a jock bitch...fuck my pussy...fuck it...” He got super turned on by me calling it a pussy. “Yeah, jock pussy, going to breed your tight pussy, get you pregnant.” The words as much as the motion flipped my switches and I felt myself nearing the edge. “Fucking take my babies you cunt...” His dick started to pulse in me, which caused me to explode. Cum shot out all over his chest and face...he opened his mouth to catch some and I just cummed even more. “Fuck...you cum like a race horse man!” I couldn't speak, I just sat there panting. “Ok, come on bitch,” he said pushing me off him, “Get off daddy's cock.” He stood up and I looked up at him...trying to get my wits back. “Clean off your mess...” he said, grabbing the back of my head and making me suck his cummy dick. I should have been disgusted, but I licked it clean with a passion. He pulled his now soft cock out of my mouth, “Well done man, next time I'm worked up I'll find ya.” and he walked out of the shower. Leaving me on the floor, his cum still on my tongue.

And for those of you worried, yes we are getting to the chem part soon, sorry it wasn't upfront, was trying to build a setting first. Chapter Four I limped out of the massage room, looking around at the empty locker room. Glancing over at the clock I realized practice was over and the guys were gone. Billy walked out behind me, locking the massage room behind him, “Guess we lost track of time huh? You need a ride home?” “No, no I have my car.” He shrugged, “Ok cool, see you tomorrow.” I nodded and he walked out. When I got to my locker I saw Jack sitting next to mine. “What took you?” “Um, had a kink,” I said opening my locker up. “Everyone's gone, coach told me to lock up when you were done.” “Sweet,” I said tossing my uniform into my locker, my hands on my jock. “Nope, don't touch it.” I glanced over at Jack, “What?” “I told you, I decide how to take them off,” he said standing up, “You promised.” I rolled my eyes, “Fine, what you want me to do dude?” “Lay down on the bench.” It took me a second to realize he wasn't joking, “What?” “Lie down on the bench, face up.” I sat down, “Why?” “Cause you promised.” He was right, I did and I always kept my word. I laid back on the bench and waited. He stood over me with a grin, “Don't move,” he said. He leaned down and took the band of the jock with his teeth and pulled it down. My eyes were glued to him as he slowly pulled the jock off, his hands on either side of my waist, holding me in place. Jack's breath was warm and my dick, though spent, started to react. Jack stopped pulling them down and rubbed his face against the pouch, awakening my cock fully. He just watched as my cock slowly elongated, pressing against the thin material. Jack blew on it and it got even larger. The jock strained at my tool, and then agonizing slow, my tip slowly slipped out of the side, pulling the jock aside. “There it is,” Jack said smiling. “Come on man, I need to get to Blackthorn.” “Shhhh...” he said, licking from my base to the tip. I groaned as my ass pressed up to feel it harder. “Come on man, this is gay,” I whined. Jack stopped and looked down at me, “You think it's gay?” “Dude, you're licking my dick! What else is it?” He shook his head, “Man you can me really selfish Everett.” He sat down and looked depressed. I sat up, “What did I do?” “You think I'm gay? I mean Jesus, man, that's mean.” “I'm sorry man, it's just...you were licking my dick. And you ate my load this morning.” “Yeah, and you think it's cause I'm gay?” “Isn't it?” He looked mad, “You don't even know what you have.” He got up and started pacing, now I was worried. I hated seeing Jack upset. “What you mean?” I asked. “Look at you man you're perfect. You're cut but thick, perfect bone structure...I mean you have the perfect body.” I felt myself blush at the compliment, I never thought about how I looked so it was nice to hear Jack compliment me. “So what does that have to do with anything? You think I'm hot?” “I'm not gay man!” he barked and I shrank back. “Look, what do you take in the morning, for supplements?” I began listing off the variety of powders and vitamins I grind up in a shake every morning. It was a lot.” “Right, that's a lot of money right?” I nodded. “Ok well I take them all too and I don't look like you.” “Dude,” I said standing up, “You look fine.” “I wanna be a beast like you.” I was confused. “I'm not gay man, I am trying to get your protein, from the source.” Still confused. “You take all of that and you have perfect genes, I figured if I drank your protein it would give me a boost, maybe let me catch up.” I looked at my dick then to him “You mean my cum?” He nodded, “I mean you blow gallons of it every time, what do you care?” What did I care? My friend was hurting, man he was right. I was a selfish asshole. “I'm sorry bro, I didn't even realize it. I take it all back, you can eat my cum anytime.” He smiled and pushed me back to the bench, “If it starts working, you know what that means?” I shook my head. “Dude then I have my protein and yours, if you took it back you'd be fucking Superman.” I wasn't sure how that worked out but Jack always knew best. “Lay back, let me bulk man,” he said pushing me back. I laid down and his mouth went over my half-hard dick and it instantly hardened. “Oh yeah Jack,” I said holding his head, “get that protein.” He began really going to town on me, his tongue swirling all over my cock, he was fucking better than any girl that had gone down on me. I bucked my hips up and he kinda gagged. “Hold up man,” he said wiping the spit away, “I gotta be ready for that.” I nodded and he want back to sucking me. It was so fucking good, after a minute or so I didn't care if it was Jack or not, there was a mouth on my cock and I loved it. He pulled his mouth off, “You wanna do me a favor?” “Sure,” I said, breathing quickly. “Jerk me off while I do this.” “Um...ok?” He stripped down and moved over me. His groin was over my face and he went back to sucking me off. I reached up and stroked him some, it was hard to focus with him slobbering all over my dick. I kept spacing out, just getting into the feelings, every time I did he'd push his dick down to remind me and I went back. Jack had a great cock, I mean it wasn't mine but it was a solid dick that any guy would want. I kept stroking him and he paused to ask, “Slick it up.” “With?” I asked, looking around. “Spit, your mouth man.” I looked back at the dick and thought about it. Jack slowly lowered his cock down, the tip pressed against my lips as I struggled to relax. The pressure pushed it in and my mouth opened, and his cock slid across my tongue. It was salty, I mean not bad or gross, just...it tasted like Jack. I was going to go back to jerking him off but his dick was positioning out of my mouth now, I didn't have a chance to pull off. He went back to really sucking my dick and I moaned, my tongue automatically rolling around the tip like he was doing to me. It happened a few times and I realized it was like sucking my own dick. I forgot it was Jack and just focused on getting myself off. His dick was moving to the left and right so I grabbed Jack's tight ass and held in place as I lowered his hips to my mouth, making sure the cock went where I wanted it to go. It was weird but I was getting off on the sensations that were engulfing my own dick. He stopped blowing me and stood up, “Lick,” he said, holding the tip of his dick at my mouth. “Wha?” He pushed it into my mouth and grabbed the side of my head, “Come on man, don't you wanna bulk up?” Everyone wanted to be bigger, the more power you had the harder you could hit a ball, the more home runs the closer you get to the big leagues. So I started to move his dick around in my mouth and he moaned, “Come on man, use that tongue more.” I rolled this dick around my tongue, sucking the precum that was flowing from my friend's dick. I slurped it down wanting every drop of protein I could get. “Jerk yourself off,” he said in a whisper. It was a good idea and I fisted my dick as I sucked. I loved stroking my big cock, I loved the feeling of both hands going up and down its length as I tried to get off. It turned me on to feel so much flesh in my hands and I began to get hazy again. I began to get into the blow job as I jerked off and after a while, I was just crazed again. He pulled his dick back and then pushed the whole thing back into my mouth, “Yeah come on bro, get that juice.” I gobbled the dick up greedily, I wanted that cum badly. “Yeah bro, harder, suck it. I'm close...” His dick was leaking heavily now and I was drinking every single pulse as fast as I could. He began fucking my mouth hard and I wanted him to shoot. He pulled his dick away and held it in his hand “You want this?” he asked. I nodded my mouth open with tongue out. “How bad you want it?” he said, slapping my cheek with his cockhead. “Come on Jack, let me drink your cum! I wanna be better.” “Lick my balls,” he said, pulling his dick up. There was a moment's hesitation from me and he added, “Or I'll shoot on the ground.” I put his balls in my mouth and began to roll them around, he moaned and I slicked up the smooth ballsac, hoping he was close. He pulled his balls back and held his dickhead out, “Good boy.” My mouth covered his head in a flash, his hands grabbing my head. He pushed his dick in and I felt myself start to gag. “Shhh...swallow, just swallow. Don't fight it, breathe through your nose...” I tried to calm down and stopped struggling. I was kind of lightheaded as his dick moved to the back of my throat... “Drink my cum, Palmer!” My mouth was suddenly filled with cum, just shot after shot hitting the back of my throat like a bullet. I swallowed as quickly as I could but some was gushing out the sides of my mouth. “Oh yeah, swallow it...all of it.” Once his load diminished I pulled back and took the rest of his shots and swallowed. I licked the sides of my mouth, getting what I could. He looked down at me and wiped some off my chin and held out his finger. I swallowed his finger in one gulp, my tongue automatically rolling around it like I had his cock. “How you feel?” “I need to blow!” I said jerking myself off. “Wait,” he said pushing me back to laying down again. He grabbed my legs and began to pull them up, he was bending me in half and was about to ask what the fuck he was doing... When the head of my dick hit my face. I automatically opened my mouth and started sucking the head of my own dick. “Fuck that's hot...” Jack said, pushing my ass down some. More of my cock filled my mouth and now I was happy I had practiced on Jack. I knew exactly what to do and it was fucking amazing! My dick was in heaven and it only took a few seconds for it to swell and then shoot another gusher of cum down my throat. Since I couldn't get my mouth off my dick cum just filled my mouth and then I started to choke. He let my legs go and my dick plopped out of my mouth, covering my face in cum. I was shocked for a moment but then I felt Jack's tongue, licking it off, slowly, grabbing every drop. “I swallowed some, sorry.” “I'll get it,” he said and plunged his tongue into my mouth. It was just like a kiss...but I knew Jack wasn't gay and he was just trying to bulk up. And since I wanted to bulk up as well, I licked the cum out of his mouth as well.

Chapter One Everett didn't even bother to try to go back to his dorm room. He didn't have time to run back, change, shower and drop his uniform off to be cleaned before his first-class started and if his uniform was dirty for practice there would be questions that Everett didn't want to answer. He could swing by the locker room, grab a shower, drop the uniform off and see how much of what he wore yesterday could survive another day before he started to stink up the place. He passed Sliders, the local diner and hang out for students as he drove down Main Street. He was hungry but he didn't think Mrs. Jones would welcome a shirtless teenager into her diner for a meal so he kept driving. The parking lot was empty this early save for a few custodians and the few office staff that opened the school each day. Grabbing the rest of his uniform from the back seat he found his way into the locker room without being caught. What he had worn to school yesterday was still in his locker and Everett took each piece of clothing out and smelled it to see if it could last another day without stinking. Tossing the socks and underwear back into his locker he laid out his t-shirt and jeans on the bench while he looked for a fresh towel. It was weird walking into the large shower room alone, usually, it held at least half a dozen rowdy jocks lathering themselves up while talking up what exactly they had done out on the field. Empty it was like a cave, every sound echoed in ahead of him and the place was colder than a witch's tit. Now that saying always made Everett smile since he wasn't' quite sure why witch's had cold tits but he had heard it as a kid and it stuck with him, bringing him joy every time he thought it. He found a towel and shed what little he was wearing and headed into the showers. Normally this room generated a smorgasbord of emotions in the boy's mind. There was the enjoyment of a hot shower, the relief the water brought after a hard practice and the pent up energy that always seemed to follow the boys into the shower every time they entered. Walking into a group shower was always a little like playing a game of truth or dare where you picked the dare. A group of you entered, naked as the day you were born, and then proceeded to rub yourself down with soap not two feet away from another naked guy. It was awkward, exciting and more than a little erotic to most since everyone looked. The only thing that could make it worse was talking. And there was a lot of talking. In fact, there was a lot of talking with pointing and laughing thrown in for good measure as well. When Everett was young, well younger than now, he got more than a few looks and laughs in the shower. All through junior high, he had earned a couple of nicknames that drove the boy crazy with anger, Elephant Boy. Trunks. One-eyed willy. It wasn't easy growing up with a part of your body that was out of proportion with the rest of you. Because of this, he had learned to hate his member since all it seemed to bring him was shame and embarrassment. That all changed in high school. He had been fifteen the first time he showered with the rest of the team. It had been a grueling two-hour practice under a sun that only southerners know. To most, the sun was a bright, glowing ball of fun and heat that proclaimed the day as starting, in the south the sun was an unbearable master that took great pride in reminding everyone beneath it exactly who was whose slave. So when Everett stumbled into the showers after his first actual baseball practice he didn't notice or care about anyone else or their reactions. Exhaustion had a funny way of erasing little things like embarrassment or modesty in a young man and it was in this mindset he walked into the showers and stood under the nearest empty shower head. The water began to fall down him and he felt their rejuvenate powers begin to work on his tired form. It took a second to realize the shower room was silent save for the falling water. He opened one eye to find the team just staring at him. Well not him but more like part of him. Sighing he turned around and waited for the eventual teasing that would come from exposing himself like that. Instead, a couple of seconds of nothing and then someone yelled to someone outside the shower. “Holy shit Long, I think that freshman has a bigger dick than you!” He had been a sophomore at the time but Everett wisely said nothing. “Bullshit.” someone, but gonna assume it was Long, called back. “Come look, this kid is a beast!” Everett looked back in shock and there were a couple of the older kids whispering to each other, nudging the other one as they talked. Sure enough a tall boy, easily a senior walked into the shower, hair damp so he had already been in and out and looked around. “Who?” he asked outraged. The older boys pointed at him. “Lemme see it.” Long demanded more than asked. Everett looked at him with eyes so wide they were about to fall out of their sockets. “Come on kid, I ain't got all day.” Everett looked around for help and he found his friend Jack looking at him. “Show him.” Jack mouthed. Everett shook his head. “See?” Long said looking back at his friends. “You're full of shit if this kid was swinging he'd show it off.” One of the older boys moved over to Everett. “Come on kid, don't be shy. Show him what you got.” Everett looked at Jack again who nodded. And slowly, he turned around and dropped his hands to his side. Long looked at his junk like it was a loaded weapon while a couple of the other guys started to giggle. “How old are you?” Long asked, still not looking away. “Fifteen,” Everett said in a quiet voice. “And a half.” Long threw his hands up in the air and stomped out. “Fuck this shit.” Followed by his friends clapping and cheering Everett on and that was how the boy found out a big dick can be a good thing. Everett smiled as he remembered the way the team rallied around him, making joke after joke about his size, but all in good fun. That was three years ago and in that time what had been a source of ridicule had become a point of pride and gossip around school. Boys and girls. In the back of his head, he knew he should care that guys looked at him more than they should in the locker room but for some reason, it didn't. If anything it was exciting to him in a way that he refused to go into because if he was being honest, it scared the boy. It was easier to have a girlfriend that was using him as a sex toy than to look at that box of feelings he kept stashed away in his head. As he finished washing he realized the shower room was a lot less fun without the other guys. He missed the laughing and the staring, alone it was just a big room. He was about to wrap things when a hand slapped his bare ass causing him to yelp in surprise. “Come on Palmer, just jerk off at home like everyone else.” The hand and the voice belonged to the coach's aide William, Billy to his friends. He was studying physical therapy over at the junior college and had been hired as a work-study to help Coach Moore with the team this year. Though barely twenty he was considered another teacher by the team and treated accordingly. “Hey, coach,” Everett said turning the water off. “You scared the living shit out of me.” He chuckled as he glanced down. “Watch where you swing that thing bud, you could take someone's eye out with it.” The eighteen-year-old blushed and grabbed the towel hanging outside of the shower. “Sorry coach, it has a mind of its own.” William laughed. “Hey I just got out of my teens, trust me I know the struggle man.” Everett continued to dry himself as the older man began unlocking the gym. “So what brings you in so early? Don't tell me you already worked out?” “Nah, I just didn't have time this morning to grab a shower.” Billy looked up at him “What were you busy doing this early?” Everett blushed and that told the whole story. “You're gonna get caught sneaking out of that girl's house one day and there will be hell to pay.” Everett tossed the wet towel into the hamper and began to get dressed. “What am I supposed to do? Turn down sex? Come on coach you know how it is.” “I do,” Billy said sneaking another glance. “But there are safer ways to get laid than sneaking out of a two-story house.” “Like?” Everett asked, honestly curious. Billy paused and then shook his head. “You know what, ignore that. I don't know what I'm talking about. You just do what you think you need to do.” and walked away. Everett stood there confused, what did he mean by a safer way? And why practically run away when asked how? He shook his head and pulled his shirt on. “People are weird,” he muttered as he got ready for school. He grabbed his backpack, the same one that he had shoved in there yesterday. All of his books would be in there, with all of the homework he hadn't done yet in it as well. “God damn,” he muttered to himself as he thought of all the work he had skipped by falling asleep last night. He slid the backpack over one shoulder and walked out into the hall. “Now I know I've seen everything,” a voice said from behind him, “You got to school early?” He turned around and saw his best friend Jack standing there. He'd known Jack his whole life, they had grown up next door to each other and had become lifelong friends in just one look. Jack's mom used to laugh that they literally learned to walk at the same time. Jack had gotten up and wobbled over to his mother and Everett saw his friend walk, then he just got up and followed suit. “I could say the same 'bout you,” Everett said with a slow grin. Jack looked like he was out of breath and though he was in normal clothes, looked like he had just gotten done running or something. “Nah, just had to see Billy before class.” “I just saw him in the locker room...” Everett turned back to see if the man was there. “I know, he said you were hiding in there. That girl is going to fuck your dick off,” he said nudging his friend's shoulder. “Awww come on, he told you 'bout that?” “Like you wouldn't of, so what happened? Tell me everything.” They started to walk down the hall, only a few people here and there were around so Everett didn't mind sharing. “So I get up there, and I am dead tired man, like ready to puke tired.” Jack nodded, intently listening. So I'm like give me a sec and she's all laying down and shucks my pants off faster than you can say boo.” “And you guys did it?” “Not yet, then she took my jock off and almost killed me cause she didn't know I had my cup in. So I almost yell out but cover my mouth and she's all, ohhh did I hurt it?” “Oh, shit...” Jack said, more excited than ever. “Yeah, so she starts going down in me and...” “Get in here,” Jack said pushing him into one of the broom closets. “What the hell?” Everett asked. “Go on with your story, don't want anyone hearing.” Everett thought about it for a moment, "Good thinking, so she's going down on me and I just lie back cause it was...” “You horny now?” he asked, cutting his friend off. “I'm always horny, why?” “Let's do our thing before class.” “Here?” Everett asked, looking around the small closet. “Come on man, you never minded before,” “It wasn't at school!” “Was that one time in your car...” Everett felt his dick growing hard and knew it was a lost cause. “Fine but lean up against the door with me, so no one can come in.” Jack nodded and they both leaned against the door and opened their jeans. “You're commando?” Jack asked, almost choking. “I think my jock is in my uniform pants, can't remember,” he said pulling his half-hard dick out.” “God damn...” Jack said with pure envy, looking at his friend's tool. “Ok let's do this before...” Jack yanked his dick out and started to stroke it, all the time looking at Everett. “Damn you're worked up, Everett said as he lazily began to fist his cock. Jack just nodded and licked his lips. “You ok?” Jack looked up into his friend's eyes and then smiled, “I have an idea that can make this better.” Better? They'd been jerking off together since they knew how to shoot. Jack had taught Everett how to jerk off and the two of them had been doing it in the same room ever since then. There was a thrill having his best friend watch him. But something better? “How?” Everett asked Jack reached over and took hold of Everett's cock and began to stroke. Everett's eyes got huge as he felt his friend's hand touch his dick for the first time and then he relaxed as he just went with it. “God I wish I had this dick man,” Jack said, pulling up and down on the massive dick as if his own. “Oh jeez Jack, this ain't right....” “You like it right?” Everett nodded. “We're best friends right?” Another nod. “Then how can it be not right?” Everett tried to think of why but the sensations coming from his dick was too much. “Faster,” was all he said. Jack did just that and Everett closed his eyes and sighed. Why was it that his best friend with just a hand could turn him on more than his girlfriend could with actual sex? Jack's other hand cupped his low hanging balls and a moan escaped his lips. “Oh shit Jack...” he said lost in ecstasy. “Yeah, you like that don't you big guy?” Everett nodded, his friend's low voice turning him on even more. “How close?” “Close...” Everett moaned. A moist warmth engulfed the head of his dick and Everett looked down to see Jack going down on him and he exploded. From the force of the orgasm, you'd have guess Everett hadn't shot in weeks and weeks instead of last night. His hands grabbed Jack's head by reflex and held it there as he pumped more and more cum down his friend's throat. Everett shuddered as Jack pulled off his dick, there was a glob of cum at the corner of his mouth. “Why did...” Everett was about to ask when Jack moved forward and kissed him. At first, Everett was too confused to do anything but stand there, but as Jack's tongue began to touch his he could taste himself on his friend and started to kiss back savagely. There was a hunger in Everett that the boy had never felt before and he found himself pushing Jack up against the back wall, ravishing the young man's mouth. Jack pulled back from the kiss and declared, “Oh shit, oh shit...” Everett looked down and saw his friend stroking his own, decent sized dick. Without thought, Everett grabbed his friend's member and began to stroke him. “Faster, harder...” Jack gasped as he felt himself get close. Everett watched as Jack's cock gushed cum everywhere, seven, hot spurts, one after another after another. “Jesus...” Jack cried, trying to catch his breath. Everett smiled, “Well that was new.” His friend returned the smile, “How'd you like it?” Being the honest boy he was Everett was forced to admit he liked it a lot. “I mean, I don't know if I could do that, I mean putting it in my mouth. But you doing it was hot.” Jack smiled and leaned forward and kissed Everett slowly. Again Everett was confused, but he enjoyed the feeling so started kissing him back. They remained that way until the first bell rang and they both knew they were going to be late got class. “Shit,” Jack exclaimed pulling up his pants, “Hey see you at lunch?” Everett nodded pulling his up as well, “I am fucking starving” Jack gave his friend an evil grin, “Well you're the one not sure if you could put it in your mouth.” Everett felt himself blush as his friend slipped out of the closet. “What in the hell just happened?” he asked himself, before heading to class.

Part 2; I knelt in between his legs, spreading them, and jabbed in his toothbrush. Brushing vigorously as I would my own teeth. I could tell it was really hurting him as he yelped and winced, but he seemed a real natural at pushing through the pain barrier. I took out the brush, and it was covered in blood. This nasty pigs depravity needed a lesson, and with that thought I stuck my Dick in. Fuck, I LOVE that wet and warm feeling of flesh to flesh! I fucked him doggy for several minutes, withdrawing for a rest. My Dick was covered in his cunt blood. 'Lick that up'. 'Yes Sir. Sorry for being such a messy piggy' He licked his blood from my Dick as he looked up at me with his subservient 'I am worthless, do what you want with me' expression. 'Get on your back'. He was clearly naturally submissive as he was immediately on his back, and holding his legs in the air by his feet. I put the tip of my toxic Dick at the entrance to his cunt, and leaned over his torso with mine, our faces meeting, my Dick sliding in as far it would go. I commenced fucking him, slowly, yet deep, our eyes locked together as we bred. 'You absolutely sure you want infecting?' 'Yes Sir. I stand by everything I have already said. It is what I need, what I deserve. I decided this a few years ago. And now I am completely ready to be violated'. 'You twisted sick fuck' ...I spat in his face! This caused him to open his mouth wide, keeping it open, and hyperventilate with lust. I repeatedly spat in his gob. All of this suddenly made my Dick pulsate. He felt this and began milking my Dick. I felt myself getting close... 'Right, you fucking asked for it you nasty whore' 'YES Sir, fucking breed my neg cunt with your Poz cum'. That was it, his last chance gone, and with a few strokes I started spewing my poison inside his nasty cunt, holding still as my Dick unleashed toxic cum with each orgasmic twitch of my shaft, continuing to spit in his mouth. I slowly grinded my shaft for a few more minutes, probably pushing what he was after even deeper. 'Thank you Sir, very very much'. I pulled out, upon where he handed me his toothbrush... 'Brush hard inside my nasty cunt again please, Sir' The Nasty pig!

Part 5. That weekend was the big event. Matt had returned to town and rekindled his friendship with my boyfriend Jake. I convinced them both I had matured from the earlier days when I was jealous of him, and indeed now that Jake and I had played together with others, that I actually thought the idea of watching him fuck Matt was a big turn-on. My clandestine fuck buddy Dean and I had worked through separate channels to make both of them feel comfortable with the idea of playing raw, something Jake had only ever (intentionally) done with me. All that was left now was the final execution of the plan, the big event. Matt arrived right on schedule, and the three of us enjoyed a nice dinner I prepared - steak and red wine. Conversation flowed freely, and we truly enjoyed each other’s company for a couple of hours. It was easy to see why Jake had remained drawn to Matt - he was smart, funny, and looked sexy as hell in his tight jeans, button up shirt and smart blazer. I still fucking hated the cunt’s guts, and maybe it was his absolute perfection that played into my deepest insecurities. After we finished the last bottle, we retired to the bedroom to get more comfortable. I would have been content to simply watch from across the room, but Jake was adamant that I participate. We are a couple, and it’s important to him that we only play together. We performed our ritual of popping a pill into each other’s mouth (actual PrEP now, no more need for me to play around with that particular deception) and then kissing deeply. This time though, the condoms stayed in the night stand where they belonged. Matt watched and smiled, feeling so fortunate that we were allowing him into our bed for the first time. He commented about how he couldn’t swallow a pill like that without a big production, and I just smiled and told him he didn’t need to - there was no risk involved in what we were about to do. I motioned for him to come join us on the bed, and made room for him between me and Jake. I guided his head toward my boyfriend’s, and watched as their lips met and the fell into a very passionate kiss. It was clear that Matt had waited a long time for that moment, and I could feel his body trembling slightly as he made out with Jake. I ran my hands over his strong, muscular body, and began tugging his shirt out from his pants. I reached around and unbuttoned it, slipping it off his torso, revealing a well-defined smooth chest. Matt’s hands were all over Jake, groping his bulge and exploring his body, something he had no doubt dreamed about for years. As I undid his belt and began removing his jeans, I had to tug hard to get them down over his incredible bubble ass. Those globes were spectacular and I gave them a good squeeze before pushing his jeans all the way off, leaving him naked. He had achieved a similar feat on Jake, and was fondling my boyfriend’s big balls while moaning gently as they continued to explore each other’s tonsils. I watched Matt’s fingers caressing Jake’s ball bag, and only I knew what was currently churning in there, being worked up to a truly life-altering explosion in a little while. I watched as Jake placed his hand on Matt’s head and started to push him down. Matt’s tongue eagerly licked down Jake’s neck to his chest, briefly stopping to suck each nipple before running down over his abs to his crotch. Matt moved onto his knees on the bed as he leaned forward and took Jake’s cock head into his mouth. That left his ass fully exposed to me as I maneuvered in behind him, and I enjoyed the view of that tight, smooth pucker winking at me. I didn’t hesitate, I simply dove in and started tonguing that sweet hole for all I was worth. I heard a low moan erupt from him, muted by the cock being shoved into his throat. As I was eating him out, I looked up over his luscious ass cheeks and caught Jake’s attention. We locked eyes as he guided his friend’s head up and down on his dick and I matched his rhythm with my tongue. Jake mouthed the words, “I love you so much” as we continued our connection. After a few more minutes, I leaned over to my nightstand and opened the drawer. I skipped past the half-empty bottle of lube we usually use and grabbed the new one I had ordered especially for this occasion. It was advertised as being slightly numbing. In the few times I had tried it out with Dean, I confirmed that indeed there was slightly less sensation when using it, but I was convinced it wasn’t noticeable if you weren’t aware it was being used. I popped the cap and let a stream run out and down over Matt’s pristine asshole. I rubbed it around with my fingers, then repeated until his hole was nice and slick. I then slid a finger into that tight sphincter and felt him open up and let me in. I started gently, adding more lube as I went, eventually inserting a second finger into him and opening him up further. After it was clear he was pretty desensitized, I started digging a little harder into him, running my fingernail over the inside of his rectum. If he experienced discomfort, I couldn’t tell from his reaction, which was to arch his back and offer his hole up for deeper exploration. I complied aggressively, shoving a third finger in and finger banging him until I noticed slight streaks of pink as I pulled them out. Bitch was ready. I slapped those muscle glutes and pushed him up so he was straddling Jake. I grabbed my boyfriend’s spit-slicked cock and gave it a few strokes, feeling him throb in my fist. I guided Matt’s hole so it was hovering directly above the head of Jake’s dong, which I noticed had a big drop of precum pooled on it. As cock head and pucker made first contact, I felt my cock throb as I witnessed the first cells of Jake’s toxic juice begin to soak into Matt’s unwitting but well-prepared hole. I pressed down on Matt’s shoulder, encouraging him to allow Jake to penetrate him. I watched as first the head, and then inch after inch of raw cock meat slid into that scratched up fuck hole. I could feel my own poz cock leaking into my underwear as I watched a virgin (to raw sex) hole being indoctrinated into a brand new world. Soon, Jake was balls deep in Matt. These two best friends, who secretly lusted after each other for years, one with more than just lustful feelings, finally consummating their relationship. And cementing their bond in a way that neither of them understood in the moment. I went to the chair across the room and stripped out of what remained of my clothes and began to stroke my cock as I watched Matt begin to ride Jake’s cock. I looked to my left at the table next to my chair, where I had left my laptop on. I saw the tell-tale white light emanating from the webcam, and saw that the skype call to Dean was still active. I pictured him in his bedroom, stroking his cock as he watched the result of our months of collusion come to fruition. I made sure to position my cock so that it would be just in the frame of the shot, but not obscuring the action happening across the room - those two completely oblivious to anything else happening, just reveling in the moment they were enjoying together. I watched their lips join again, the kissing so passionate and heart felt. I almost felt a moment of guilt as these two expressed deep and true emotion for each other, but then I remembered all those feelings from early in our relationship, when Matt was just so present in our lives, always in Matt’s thoughts or in our space, unwilling to let the two of us be together. Knowing I had to get rid of Matt one way or another so I could be with Jake, and thinking I had succeeded until he returned to our lives. Well, what was about to transpire would end their relationship once and for all, that’s for sure. The moans increased as Matt hovered over Jake, and I watched my boyfriend grab his friend’s hips and thrust into him violently. Matt was hollering “Harder! Deeper!” and nothing Jake did could satisfy him. Jake sat up, throwing Matt onto his back, lifting his legs, and began piston fucking him, deep dicking him with every stroke, I heard their bodies clapping together in an ever-faster rhythm. Jake looked over at me and saw me stroking my cock, and giving me a little wink and a smile, returned his attention to his new lover. He looked deep in Matt’s eyes, and said, “I’m getting close. I’m going to shoot my cum into your hole. Are you sure?” and Matt just grabbed his ass and pulled him in deeper. He screamed, “I’ve never felt so good. I feel like my life has changed with this fuck, and I need you to share your load with me! Now that I’ve had my first bare fuck, nothing will ever be the same!” With those words, I could sense Jake crossing over the edge, and hearing Matt’s recognition sent me there too. Toxic cum spewed from both my and Jake’s cocks at the same time, mine all over my belly and chest, some even hitting my face, while Jake’s was planted deep in Matt’s bowels, no doubt taking root immediately in the roughed up crevices. Matt spewed all over himself without touching his cock. As they recovered and their breathing returned to normal, I joined them on the bed and cuddled up to them, the three of us spooning and caressing gently. I nuzzled my face in from behind Matt and whispered in his ear as he drifted off to sleep, “You have no idea how true your words are.”

Part 2. Fortunately, Jake is a very heavy sleeper. After a few hours of dozing, I rolled over and felt Andre’s hard body next to mine, his chiseled chest rising and falling with his sleeping breath. I raised my head and looked at Alex lying in bed next to him, lazily stroking his dick, obviously unable to sleep after getting fucked but not having had a chance to blow his own load. Ever a gracious host, I decided to assist my guest. Slipping out of bed, I walked over to Jake’s side of the bed, reached down, grabbing Alex’s hard cock and giving it a warm squeeze as I put one finger from my other hand up to my lips. I tugged on him for a bit before reaching out my hand and motioning for him to get out of bed. He shifted his weight to gingerly extricate himself from my boyfriend’s sleeping body and stand next to the bed. Again, I grabbed his dick and led him from the bedroom into the kitchen. As soon as we reached the kitchen, I dropped to my knees and swallowed his beautiful cock. He moaned gently and put his hand on the back of my head as I looked up at him, my mouth full of hard uncut dick. I could taste his sweet precum on my tongue as I took him deep into my throat, showing off my stellar oral skills. I ran my hands over his muscular body as I serviced his cock, enjoying the feeling of his rock hard pecs and abs under my fingertips. How the fuck did I get so lucky to find this sizzling hot couple and get them into my house, and soon into my hole? I pulled Alex’s dick from my mouth and smiled up at him as I stroked him. Standing up, I brought my lips to his and kissed him deeply. I brought my mouth to his ear and whispered, “You’re going to fuck me now, Papi.” With that, I turned around and put one hand on the kitchen island and guided his raw cock to my hole. Confused, he quietly asked “What about a rubber? We didn’t bring any from the bedroom.” Moving to step into the bedroom to grab a condom, I gestured for him to remain as I squeezed his cock, bringing a huge drop of pre to his head. I held him close and just shook my head, again giving him the silent sign with one finger to my lips. I rubbed his dick head against my hole, still slick and opened up from Andre’s raw fucking a few hours ago. Alex had no idea his boyfriend’s load was inside me. Pulling on him, I felt his head pressing against my ass lips, the pressure increasing until it finally popped inside me. I looked back at him and winked and smiled, and he caught on to the fact that I wanted him inside me bareback, that this was not just an oversight on my part. I felt Alex’s hands go to my hips and I felt more of him slide inside me. His cock was so thick - it wasn’t as long as Andre’s, but it made me feel more full somehow as he pushed deeper into me. I heard him let out a little moan as he finally bottomed out inside me, balls deep. He let it rest there for a moment - the feeling was so incredible. But before long I started to move against him, wiggling my hips a bit and pushing back, showing him I was ready for more. He pulled out so just his head was in me and then thrust back in all the way. It was all I could do to not cry out in pleasure, but as deep a sleeper as Jake is, I knew I couldn’t be too loud. Alex picked up his pace and fucked me steadily for several minutes - I was in fucking heaven and knew I needed his special load deep inside my ass. Just then, I heard a shuffling in the next room. Alex hesitated, but I knew if it was Jake it was already too late to hide what we were up to, so I squeezed my hole around him and hoped he would stay inside me. Looking over my shoulder, I watched as Andre entered the kitchen, carrying a couple condoms and a medicine bottle with him, a huge grin on his face as he saw his boyfriend fucking me. He put the rubbers on the island, popped open the PrEP bottle, and placed the pill on the head of his cock, bringing it over to my mouth. Alex never stopped fucking me as I swirled my tongue around Andre’s head, taking it and the Truvada into my mouth. Andre pushed deeper until I was gagging on his huge cock, getting spit roasted by these two amazing stud boyfriends. After a moment, I pushed Alex out of me and repositioned him on his back on the island. I straddled him and sat down on his big dick, then leaned back so my back was against his chest. Lifting my knees to my chest, my hole stretched to what felt like capacity, I nodded to Andre to come join us. As he moved into position, I stuck out my tongue, showing him the little blue pill still there. He grabbed it off my tongue, showed it to Alex who just moaned a little, and chucked it across the kitchen into the sink. Andre lined up his massive black cock and rubbed the head against Alex’s shaft. He pressed and pressed until finally the rim of my hole gave way and allowed him entry. Just the very tip at first, but that opening encouraged him to go a little harder. I yelped a bit, but Alex’s hand went right to my mouth. Andre smiled at the sight and just kept pushing. I couldn’t believe the sensation - not one but two huge raw cocks entering my asshole, while my boyfriend slept blissfully on the other side of the apartment. It hurt like hell at first, but the fantasy come true made me forget all that and focus on opening up and letting him in. I could barely believe that I could make it happen, but before I knew it, Andre was halfway inside me. At that point, Alex started to move his hips slightly, in time with Andre’s gentle thrusts - obviously they had done this before and knew how to open a boy up. Each thrust of their thick dicks got just a bit deeper until they were alternating balls deep with the other halfway. I’d never felt anything like it before. Their hands were all over my body, and they were obviously enjoying themselves as they plunged into me. With Alex balls deep, Andre gave an almost imperceptible signal and Alex stayed in me. Andre then pushed in all the way himself, and leaned over and whispered, “We’re both all the way inside you, slut! How does it feel to have two poz cocks up your gaping, torn-up hole, with no rubber and no little pill to protect you?” I moaned and just gyrated my hips a bit in response, trying to see if I could coax a little more of each of them inside me. From underneath, Alex’s mouth went to my other ear and said, “You know we are going to seed you - we are both gonna shoot our toxic loads in your wrecked hole. Is that what you want, you fucking whore?” I nodded my assent. “Say it,” he demanded. “I want your hazardous semen inside me, and I want it to take root. I’ve been faking my part of our Truvada ritual for a month now, in anticipation of finding the right man or men to seed my hole properly. You two are those men, I’m sure of it. You’re doing things to my hole that are unnatural - it’s not supposed to be open like it is, but it’s perfect for what I want. You’re both going to dump deep into my exposed rectum, and I have nothing to stop the virus from taking over my body. I want it, Alex! I want it, Andre! Please, share your bug with me! Give me your disease!” With those words, they both increased their pace. Andre leaned over my shoulder and made out with Alex, almost like I was providing them a chance to bond together, but it wasn’t even about me. But their cocks were both in my wide-open stretched hole and they were pounding it harder and harder as they approached the moment of truth. Finally, I felt them both go deep and hold in there. If it was possible, I felt them swell even thicker just as they both cried out and exploded deep in my guts. Ropes and ropes of toxic cum spewed forth into my bowels, and even as their cocks were still spurting into my hole, I shot my own load, without even having touched myself. Alex ran his fingers through my load which had coated my chest and face, brought dollops of cum to my mouth. Naturally I licked his fingers clean. Smiling down at me and Alex, Andre admired the scene underneath him - sweaty bodies on the kitchen counter, bodies covered and filled with cum. And two unused condoms on the other side of the island. After we caught our breath, I gave each of them a deep, meaningful kiss and said, “Thank you” while looking them in the eye. I then went to the refrigerator, grabbed some juice and a squeeze bottle of mayonnaise, then picked some fruit off the counter and put it all on a tray. The coffee, always on a timer at our house, had finished brewing at some point during our marathon fuckfest on the island. I grabbed the condoms, unwrapped and unrolled them, then squeezed a few big blobs of mayo into each one, tying them off and putting them on the tray with the breakfast. Grabbing the medicine bottle, I lead my lovers back into the bedroom, where I awoke my boyfriend with a kiss on the lips and placed the tray on the bed. “Sorry honey, we got a little carried away in the kitchen making breakfast. But I have no doubt these two studs will be up for round three in no time. They have a gift for getting it up.”