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Part 8 Arther took the lead as he slowly fucked my mouth. As shady as he was, I did enjoy being able to suck cock. I’m not totally innocent, and I do have my own needs. I sucked on him for a few minutes, and he seemed to like it. Pivoting his warm rod in my mouth, I could feel the shape of his round head tap the back of my throat, my lips rubbing over his veiny shaft. My eyes looked up to his torso, which had little body fat, so I could see the muscle fibers of his abs as well as his veins. His hands rubbed my hair as he guided my head bobbing up and down on it. All the while, he liked his dirty talk. “Yeah, work that cock, boy. Your uncle taught you well, didn’t he?” I didn’t learn cock sucking from my uncle. But I just let him think what he wanted as long as we were both enjoying the moment. Even my nerves were starting to relax, and I could start to enjoy myself a little. After all the craziness that had happened until this point, I could do with some simple dick sucking. While keeping his cock in my mouth, Arther positioned himself on the bed, lying back while I lay down nursing on him. “That ass looks beautiful.” He reached over and kneaded my cheeks while I serviced his cock. “You know, my boys would love you. You would look great spending a weekend on my ranch. That ass would definitely get pushed to the limits in terms of depth.” My memory went back to Chester’s place when he told me about Arther’s kink. My ass trembled at the thought, and not in a good way. I’ve been pretty open so far, but I doubt I could handle that. Nor would I want to. Arther seemed to notice my physical disapproval. “Hm, perhaps you need some time to ferment on the idea. I’ll get you in the stables one of these days.” Arther’s thighs gripped my head, and his hips were bucking up into my mouth. He seemed to be really enjoying my mouthwork, that or he was getting distracted by his own fantasies. As his legs were wrapping around my head, I felt a pair of hands on my legs. Someone else was in the room. I just realized Arthur never closed the door. “Hey, Clarence, help yourself…” Arthur offered with a strained voice. He seemed like he was getting close. The hands on my legs moved up, and I felt a pudgy man get on the bed with us. He straddled me from behind. “I didn’t get much time with this one; the little rascal slipped off before I could breed him.” Clarence was on top of me? Oh, that’s not good. Sucking is one thing, but I wasn’t trying to offer my ass to anyone who walked in, especially not him. Arthur’s legs were still gripping my head, and he was face-fucking me. I couldn’t get up. “Don’t let me stop you. Slip that poz blaster in there.” Clarence laid his body down on top of me, and I felt his cock push into my ass. With Arthur’s cock getting harder and leaking pre in my mouth, Clarence started moving his hips up and down. The cock felt good inside me, but I was well aware he was a hair-trigger shooter. I was in a dangerous position. “Yeah, I’m about to shoot down your throat. Keep sucking.” Arthur made sure I wasn’t going anywhere till I swallowed his load. I was frantically trying to coax out his orgasm so he would let go. Clarence on top of me was having his fun, raw-fucking me at his own pace. “Yeah, that’s it. Gonna shoot. Swallow my cum, you little slut.” His cock pulsed in my mouth, and I felt it swell. Arthur started shooting in my mouth as I tried to gulp down the torrent of bitter salty fluids. I didn’t have much say in the matter since his head was nearly penetrating my esophagus. “Ah fuck, yeah!” Several ribbons of hot cum shot down my throat. Then it calmed down, and his thighs relaxed. I was able to pry my head off of him. Some cum still dripped down his shaft. It was sloppy and covered in spit and jizz. Once I was free from Arthur, I managed to shimmy myself out from under Clarence. His cock popped out of my ass, and he seemed disappointed. I got up off the bed and managed to breathe easily. I wiped the cum from my mouth, or what little there was trailing down my chin, since it was more of a direct deposit. Clarence sat up on the edge of the bed, his cock still rock hard and glistening. “Hey, I’m still a mess down here. You should clean it up.” Arthur stood up and motioned in front of me to finish the work. He put a hand on my shoulder and pushed down on me. “Sit and lick me clean,” with Clarence right behind me. Arthur’s push made me sit in his lap. His cock plunging up my ass again. Clarence wrapped his arms around me and played with my nipples. Arthur brought my head down to lick his cock, taking in the rest of his cum that I missed. “That’s right, don’t waste it.” Clarence was moaning behind me, and I could feel his cock getting harder in my ass. “Go on, Clarence, get your nut off. Charge him up.” I knew what was coming next, and I wanted off of him immediately, but Arthur had his hands on my shoulders. “Wait, hold on!” I tried to object, then Clarence made his signature grunt. “Ugh…” his rock-hard cock started bouncing inside me. I was standing up in spite of Arthur’s grip. I just managed to pull my sphincter off of Clarence’s swollen, pulsing tip when “Ooof…” And Arthur shoved my shoulders down, and Clarence’s poz cock popped back in me. My ass reflexively clenched tight around his shaft. “Ah!” Clarence gasped and gripped my hips. “Ooof, yeah…” his hips trembled beneath me. “Aah, yeah, there it is!” Clarence moaned in bliss. I yanked my ass away, freaking out. Did I get off in time? Did he shoot it in me? I looked on the ground for evidence of him shooting outside. The floor had a lot of cum on it, both dry and wet. It was hard to tell. Clarence was stepping in some. “Like what you see?” Arthur grabbed my shoulder. “You should lick that up for him. You’re a foot pig for Chester, you can give Clearance the same treatment.” Arthur pushed me to the ground and brought my face to Clarence’s feet. “The boy likes licking feet? Well then, I won’t turn down a good servicing.” Clarence laid back on the bed and awaited the kinky play. “Go on then, start licking boy.” Arthur held my head down and Clarence raised his foot to my face. He rubbed his toes on my cheeks and smeared cold jizz on me. He swirled it around my lips until I had no choice but to open up and take his dirty toes in my mouth. At that moment I felt a cock slam into my ass. Arthur was getting ready for round two. “That’s it. Suck those toes while I unload in you.” Arther started violently fucking me while Clarence ensured his toes stayed in my mouth. Arther wasn’t the biggest, but he knew how to use it. I would be lying if I said it didn’t feel good. But I didn’t know if he had anything I could catch. I enjoyed getting fucked for a while as I serviced Clarence’s feet, and my mind wandered. I was imagining Uncle Chester during Twister. His cock was so big it could reach depths Arther couldn’t. I was starting to miss the feeling of him in me. Even licking Clarence’s feet made me think of my uncle and his proposition of making me his foot pig. Part of me wishes we could have a normal uncle-nephew relationship, but I was becoming more open to the idea of giving into carnal lust with him. “Oh boy, gonna shoot. You ready for my load, boy?” Arther grunted. I remembered where I was and what I was doing. I got up from Arther despite his rough grip. He seemed disappointed. “Hey, I was so close!” “I… I need to find Chester.” I moved past the men and left the room in a hurry. I clearly wasn’t safe with them despite enjoying the first part of it. I wandered through the dark labyrinth of hallways trying to find Uncle Chester. I was about ready to leave this place, and if he wasn’t ready to go, then I’d tell him he could meet me back at his house. I was amassing an entourage of random men trailing behind me. As tempting as it was to play around with some of them, I figured I shouldn’t be playing with anyone else here since most of the men here are poz and not on meds. It took me a while to make my way through the underground maze. The place was big, and bodies were exchanging fluids in many rooms and open spaces. Coming to a dead end, I was in a hall that had multiple open, dark rooms. I wasn’t sure if they were all just rooms or if some of them led to other areas. I thought one of them could lead through and maybe my way in. There was a tv on the wall playing random porn clips and a chubby, bearish man sitting down on a bench. It was Clyde. “Hey there. Have you been having fun?” He was casually playing with his cock. “Kinda… I think I wandered into the wrong area.” “Why don’t you keep me company? Sit.” I wanted to leave, but I didn’t want to be rude, so I sat next to Clyde. He put an arm around me and continued playing with himself. He wasn’t trying to fuck me or get me to suck him, so I was a little relieved I could get a bit of a break. “So not liking the place?” “Not really. This ain’t my kind of scene.” “Aren’t you Chester’s boy toy? I figured you’d be used to taking dirty loads.” I hesitated a bit, but I was honest with him. “I’m not his boy toy, I’m his nephew. I’m not poz either, so this place is a little scary.” Clyde looked surprised. “Oh wow, you definitely came to the wrong place then. So many men here would be all over you, wanting to knock you up.” “I don’t want that. Sex is nice, but I don’t want to catch anything…” My voice was starting to break a bit. “Hey now. How about you stay with me? I can keep these guys off you. I’m poz too, but undetectable, so you don’t have to worry about that from me.” Clyde’s offer sounded sincere. It would be nice to get some kind of protection here. I leaned into him and let myself feel vulnerable with him. It was the first time I started to feel semi-safe in this place. “Since you’re here, how about a blow job? I’d like to nut off again.” Before I could answer, he guided me to the floor on my knees and placed his cock at my mouth. At this point, I was getting a little desensitized to all the sexual advances, so I opened up and started sucking him. I was actually enjoying the taste of his fat cock in my mouth. Clyde moaned and let me take my time with it. After a few minutes, I heard someone approach and stop behind me. I looked over my shoulder and saw it was the sickly old man from the steam room. The late stage poz guy. He was stroking himself in the corner, watching us. I thought he was going to leave after the steam room encounter, but I guess he was still on the prowl. Even in the dim red light, I could see almost every bone on him. Clyde guided my mouth back on his cock and rubbed my hair. I tried ignoring the sickly man and focusing on enjoying the cock in front of me, but I couldn’t shake the uncomfortable feeling of the sickly man watching in the corner. I was sitting on my knees with my back upright, so at least there wasn’t ease of access to my ass. Then I felt a foot rub my cock. Clyde was stroking me with it while I sucked him. I couldn’t help but moan and lean into his footwork. He was really skilled with it. Fuck, I definitely have a fetish for it now. He noticed how much I was responding to it and brought his feet up to my face, interrupting the BJ. I kissed his big, meaty soles and felt myself leak. “I knew you loved that.” Clyde gloated. He put a foot on my shoulder and forced me to the ground. He stepped on my face and pinned me to the floor as he made me continue service. I tried my best not to show how much I was loving it. During the foot domination, I felt hands on my ass. Oh no, in this position, my ass was sticking out. The sickly man was behind me. I felt his sticky, warm head tapping at my still sore hole. I was getting worried, but he didn’t push in. He just kept it at the entrance as he jacked himself. “You gonna paint his back? The boy isn’t too keen on poz loads.” I was flattered; Clyde actually seemed to be defending me. “I’ll shoot it on his cheeks; his warm pucker is kissing my tip sweetly.” His voice was still raspy and unwell. I was still a little uneasy, but if he was just going to beat off, then I would be able to continue kissing Clyde’s soft feet. He rubbed them all over my face and stuck his toes in my mouth. He gave a few gentle slaps and smeared my slobber on me, then stuck his toes back in my mouth as I sucked him. “Ah, gunna shoot…” the sickly man moaned with a strained voice. His tip was still on my hole as his hips were trembling. He still wasn’t penetrating, but it was pressing. “Ah, fuck, here it comes!” His body was spasming as I felt his tip throb, discharging a several-burst orgasm. “Agh!…” a hot ribbon of toxic sperm shot out, practically jet-spraying my hole. It gushed around my hole and started running down my taint. “Agh!…” his hips spasmed harder, and I felt my ring opening up. His high-pressure ribbon shot and added to the mess on my taint, running down my balls. Clyde put a foot on my lower back, and the weight brought my ass down. The sickly man’s cock felt like it slid in further. Oh shit, how deep is that? That’s not in me, is it? My ass was so sore from earlier that I couldn’t tell. “Agh!…” the man dropped his body on my back and wrapped his arms around my torso. His hips attempted to plow in. My ring practically wrapped around his mushroom. “Agh!… Ahhh…” After a few more cock bursts, his orgasm subsided, and he sighed in satisfaction. Wait, I didn’t feel his cum run brown my balls. Where did those last shots go? The confusion distracted me enough that his cock plunged forward, and I felt him sink in. His hips met my ass with a wet slap. He was giving me slow thrusts. “Hey kid, clench your ass on my shaft. Try and milk out my last few drops.” He muttered in my ear. Clyde’s foot on my face made it too hard to respond. As the sickly old man dug his cock in deep, he gave my ass a slap. Out of reflex, my hole clenched around the base of his cock, and he withdrew almost all the way, his shaft getting squeezed by my sphincter. “Yeah, that’s it. Keep going.” He buried his cock in and slapped my ass again, withdrawing in sync with my ass clenching. He repeated that process a few more times. “Nice. You’re a stubborn one.” The man mumbled. His hard-on persisted, and he was going up and down on me as if he was trying to build up another load. “Looks like the two of you are busy having your own fun.“ Clyde withdrew his toes from my mouth and got up. He walked away, leaving me alone with the old man mounted on me. I was frozen in fear as I was now one-on-one with the sick old man. His hips made wet slapping sounds as he was fucking me. Gratuitous cum coated my ass balls and belly as it smeared on the ground. The man stopped fucking me and pulled out. Finally. “Let’s not waste this sauce.” He rubbed his cock against my balls in an upward swipe, then spread my ass with his fingers. “Nice little gape you have there.” Then aimed his cock at my open hole. I felt the gooey mess on his tip pressing in, and thats when I struggled. I managed to get out from under him and got to my feet. My ass and balls were dripping with his slime. “Don’t be like that. Let’s have some more fun together.” He reached for me, but I stepped away. “I need to go.” I left that area of the complex in search of where uncle Chester might be. Eventually, I found him sitting on a bench in an open room next to a hot tub. Several men were in the hot tub playing with each other, and Chester was having a conversation with some other men, stroking his big cock. I felt like it was time to leave, so I sheepishly approached in the hope I could get him to agree to let us go home.

I'm probably writing about this because of how surreal it is to me, but here's what happened! At 25, ive had my fair sure of gay sex. I hate to say I was always that bottom that insisted on a condom though, even if it meant I had to go home. Until About a month ago, I had only had unprotected sex with my long term boyfriends. Last month, I had a sniffies top take advantage of my submissiveness and remove the condom during sex. Although the safe side of me wanted to jump up right then and there, against my better judgement I surrendered to him and let him breed me. He said afterwards that he knew I wasn't going to do anything because he could tell that I was a slut just waiting to get bred. I honestly think this encounter has changed something in me because now all I can think about is recklessly taking loads and have been returning to him for more. Since last month, I have gotten really into breeding zone and reading other's stories and fantasies. I always thought it was crazy how sometimes we fuck on Grindr before we even know each other names, but hearing how people take loads without even ever seeing their top turned me on massively. I realized I'm turned on by letting any man in my hole and having no choice but to submit to him until he cums. I've jerked off every day to the stories on here and my own fantasies. Well, today the fantasy went somewhat overboard. I'm not disappointed in myself, but I am surprised I would do something like this. I set up a new sniffies profile with a picture of my hole, and set my profile as no loads refused. It was exhilarating setting up my breeding area, getting on my blindfold and allowing men into my space with no regard for myself. In the span of 2 hours, I had 4 men use my hole, never seeing the face of any of them. 2 of them were BBC's and during the third guy I experienced my first ever anal orgasm and could feel my hole literally milking his cock, leading to his own orgasm. All 4 of these men came inside me, which I realized caused the number of men that have bred me to basically triple in one day. Part of me wants to worry because I am not yet on PreP or Doxy- I never thought I needed them. Now, I suppose I might seek that out but it's too late for the loads I already took. All in all, I totally see myself doing this again. My DMs are open by the way 😉

Sorry for the long delay in continuing this story. Sam was welcomed into the party by the other men, and he seemed to be pretty at ease despite how unusual a situation it presumably was for him. He happily knocked back a couple of glasses of champagne, but I knew he must be in a certain mood when he reached for a packet of cigarettes and lit one up. It was only confirmed when he lit up a second almost as soon as the first was done. “Sam” I said, “can I speak to you for a sec?” He nodded, and we both got up and headed back into the hallway by the front door. “Listen” I said, “I need you to know what this is.” “OK” he said, grinning at me. “But if you’re going to tell me that this is a party where you and Bailey are going to get fucked nonstop by a bunch of old men, I’ve got that part clocked already.” “Yeah” I said, “that’s what it is, but there’s more.” I proceeded to tell him everything. Bailey joined us, but I did all the talking as I let Sam know the whole, unadulterated story. As much as the prospect of him becoming the third member of our house to he poz gangbanged got me hard as anything, and as much as I think Bailey maybe wanted it to happen without Sam’s knowledge, I couldn’t let that happen. This was probably going to blow up everything we had at the house, but I knew it was better coming from a place of honesty rather than Sam being unwillingly infected with our full knowledge. “That’s hot” Sam said, once I’d finished. “What?” I replied. “It’s hot” he said. “You two getting gangfucked and pozzed is hot, so count me in.” “What?” I said again, a bit dumbfounded. “What do you mean ‘what’?” Sam said. “You two found it hot, so why can’t I?” “But you’re…” I began. “I’m what?” Sam said. “Straight? Nah, that ship sailed ages ago.” “Are you gay?” Bailey asked. “Reckon I’m pan” Sam replied. “And fucking kinky” he added, with a devilish grin. “This is more than a kink” I said. “Yeah, I know that” Sam said. “But it’s still fucking hot, and I want in.” I was torn, as I knew that something was just fundamentally wrong here. However, I also knew that Sam was going to get himself fucked by all the guys whatever I said to him. He had the same energy as he displayed back at the house whenever he grabbed a pack of cigarettes and headed out to the shed, like he’d set his mind on this and would not be satisfied until his hole was gaping. I knew that I could ask Omar and the others not to touch him and they would honour that, but that would not go down well with my housemate and could really fuck things up. The fact was, he was here, in this moment he wanted it, and despite my doubts I knew that having a third member of our house join us in this was going to be hot as hell. So, despite my misgivings, I relented. “Fine” I said. “If you’re sure, then let’s go get you pozzed up like Bailey and me.” “You two are poz?” Sam asked. “Yeah” said Bailey, “that flu we had was us converting.” “Fucking hot” said Sam, licking his lips. “You’re really into this” said Bailey. “Fuck yeah!” said Sam. “Then let’s go get these guys to fuck you all night” I said, “and then we’ll keep fucking you round the clock at the house until you convert.” “Yeah?” said Sam. “Including you?” “Aaron tops now” said Bailey, grinning. “You’ll fucking love it.” We all laughed, before heading back into the living room. I announced to everyone that Sam wanted to become the third member of our house who got pozzed, so the night would be shifting focus from the Recharge Party that had been planned to yet another gangbang of a hunky neg jock. Everyone cheered, before I added that Bailey and I still intended to leave with our holes well-used, causing another cheer from the excited group of men. Then, without any further ado, we all got up and headed out into the garden and over to the playroom. “Before we begin” I said, “just a couple of things. First, Sam here likes to smoke while he’s being fucked, so make sure at least one of his hands is free, and give him and ashtray if he’s in the sling. Second, if it’s OK, Bailey and I would like to fuck him after Omar’s initiation. Then you can all have at it with him and us.” Everyone agreed, so I stepped back and let Omar take over running things as normal. He wasted no time in getting Sam stripped naked, before he put our housemate in a thick padded leather collar and matching wrist and ankle cuffs. He then led him over to the sling, encouraged Sam to lie back, and then attached his ankle cuffs to the chains. He plopped an ashtray, lighter and pack of cigarettes on Sam’s chest, and then got to work rimming and fingering our friend. Sam moaned in appreciation, before lighting up a cigarette, closing his eyes, and settling in. However, Omar had barely crouched down to start prepping his latest jock for conversion when he stood up and got between Sam’s legs. “You’re loose” Omar said. “Been riding big dildos all afternoon” Sam said, grinning while keeping his eyes closed. “Fuck” Omar growled, before pushing himself into Sam in one quick thrust. “Oh fuck yeah!” Sam yelled. “Take my poz cock you hungry little cumdump” Omar yelled back at him. “Fuck yeah!” Sam panted. “Fucking poz me up.” Bailey and I looked at each other wide-eyed, realising the our friend was perhaps even more into this than we had been. We then turned back to watch Omar working himself into a furious rhythm, clearly egged on by how much Sam wanted to be fucked and bred. It didn’t take long for our housemate to get his first poz load of the night. Then, once Omar had withdrawn, I indicated for Bailey to step up. He slid straight into Sam and began to fuck him, grunting a little as he accelerated to fast and deep thrusts almost immediately. Sam’s eyes remained closed, a goofy smile on his face, and he took Bailey’s powerfuck without any trouble at all. There were rapturous carnal yells from both of them as Bailey slammed in and planted his poz seed into a neg hole for the first time. “Sam” I said, as I stepped between his legs to replace Bailey, “look at me.” Sam opened his eyes and looked up at me, and we maintained eye contact as I slid into his gaping wet hole. However, I then held in place, and we just looked at each other for a moment. I then reached down and took the packet of cigarettes, lighting up two before passing one to Sam. He put it between his lips and took a deep inhale, and only as he was exhaling did I start to slowly rock back and forth. “Fuck yeah Aaron” he said, “that feels so good.” “Yeah it does” I said. “Going to be fucking you a lot from now on.” “Yeah” Sam panted. “Fuck me all the time.” We kept eye contact throughout the fuck, only breaking when it was time to light up another couple of cigarettes. Unlike Omar and Bailey, I kept to a slow and steady rhythm, occasionally rotating my hips a little to work his insides differently, and it was clear he was loving every minute of it. Despite my slow speed, there was an incredible intensity to it, though nothing like what was there between Bailey and me. I had no feelings for Sam in that way, but there was definitely a deep connection. I found myself wondering afterwards if I would feel that with all the other housemates if or when I got a chance to fuck them too. Maybe I wasn’t such a bottom after all? Eventually I could feel my loins brewing, and only then did I start to thrust a little harder. Sam panted more and more as I sped up, our eyes locked together right through my orgasm as I flooded his bowels with my newly-toxic seed. I remained buried inside him as I came down, before slowly slipping out of him. I crouched down and gently fingered his hole, before leaning in and licking off the cum that was starting to drip out of his wide-open hole. Once the flow had stopped, I stood back up and looked him in the eyes again. “Everyone here is going to fuck you now” I said. “I want them all” Sam panted, causing me to smile. Omar fetched the bucket from the bar so the men could draw numbers, while I headed over to a sofa to slump down next to Bailey. He put his arm round me as we watched the first of the men step up to fuck Sam, and I leaned into him so my head was resting against his. “This is wild” he whispered to me. “This is fucking hot” I whispered back, causing him to chuckle. We sat and cuddled for the whole duration of Sam’s time in the sling, watching as the men all took their turns to fuck, breed and poz our housemate. His enthusiasm for what was being done to him never abated, which still blew my mind as until that evening I had thought of Sam as just a straight guy with an occasional anal kink. He was instead now on course to become a pozzed-up pansexual, and probably a bit of a menace to society as a result. It was fucking hot. Once the last guy had blown in him, Omar headed over to the cabinets and brought back an array of buttplugs. He pushed a medium one into Sam, but it went in with such ease that he changed his mind and pulled it out. The fourth one that he inserted, which was essentially a long and very thick dildo with a bulbous base to keep it in, seemed to satisfy him after Sam groaned loudly when it was pushed into him. Only once it was inserted and clearly staying in place did Omar stand up, release the ankle cuffs from the sling chains, and help Sam to his feet. Our housemate joined us and the rest of the men at the sofas, gingerly perching himself down as the enormous plug in his hole was pushed in deeper. We all then enjoyed some more champagne and cigarettes while chatting about anything and everything, giving the older men the chance to get their energy back. “Gentlemen” Omar eventually announced, after standing up to face us all, “it’s time for Round 2.” Everyone cheered. “Aaron and Bailey here will happily take more of your poz loads however you want them” he said, “but I think our new boy Sam is primed and ready for some double-fucking.” There was another cheer from the attendees. Sam, meanwhile, blushed while grinning. “So, spread out, enjoy yourselves, and make sure our hunky guests feel welcome” Omar said. Sam, Bailey and I looked around the leering faces of the men, and I could not help but feel butterflies in my stomach. The night had clearly just begun… To be continued

Tom and Sam were a happy couple. They had been together for eight years. Both 32 years old. Tom was the top in the relationship. Sam loved bottoming Tom. Thou lately Sam had been traveling for work which was putting a strain on their relationship. “You just got back three days ago.” Tom said. “Can’t you tell them you need some rest?” “I will” Sam answered. “I promise.” “You said that a few months ago.” “And you weee supposed to be away for a week.” “You were gone for a month.” Tom said. “I miss you when you’re gone.” “I know.” “I miss you too.” “But we need the money.” Sam said. “And right now, you’re not working.” “I can’t believe you would throw it into my face.” “I’ve been looking everywhere for a job.” Tom shot back. “I don’t want to argue with you right now Tom.” Sam answered. “I have to catch a flight in a few hours.” “I’ll be back on the 9th.” “The 9th?” Asked Tom. “The party that Andy and Joe are throwing is on the 6th.” “We told them we be there.” Tom said. ”I have to work.” Sam said. “I’m going to have to miss it.” ”You missed it last year too.” Tom said annoyed. ”Just go.” Tom went to the party. Andy and Joe throw a hell of a party. There was one guy there that Tom hadn’t met. His name was Dick. He was 54 years old skinny thin balding. Tom and Dick hit it off. “Why are you here alone?” “ good looking guy like you would have a boyfriend.” Dick asked. ”I do.” “But Sam is traveling for work.” “It seems like that’s all he does.” Tom said. “I’m sorry Dick.” “I don’t mean to lay my problems on you.” Tom said softly. “It’s ok” Dick said. “Let me get you another drink.” Dick squeezed Tom’s knee and rubbed his back through his shirt. Then got up and got Tom his fourth drink. Who at this point was buzz. Joe and Andy let Tom crash in the basement. Dick had the bedroom in the basement. Unaware that either knew the other was in the basement. Tom had gotten undressed, wearing just his briefs. Dick came out of the bathroom naked. “I’m sorry, I didn’t realize that anyone was down here.” Dick said. Tom nodded. Surprised to see how thin dick was. “Well let me head to bed.” Dick stopped and kiss Tom softly on his lips. “Good night.” Tom said. Tom was drunk that he hadn’t felt Dick pat his ass when he kissed him. He did notice Dick’s cock. But didn’t get why he was so thin. But didn’t think about asking him about it. Dick came out wearing his underwear. “Do you want to watch tv?” Dick asked. “Sure” Tom answered. They started watching tv. Dick started rubbing Tom’s back. He asked Tom if he wanted a massage. Tom agreed. The massage was making Tom hard. Dick slowly removed Tom’s underwear. Dick then took off his. Dick kissed Tom’s neck then kissed him passionately on his lips. Tom loved the affection and the touching. Too drunk to even think about Sam. Enjoying another man’s attention. Even if he was 21 years older. Dick was hard. “Tom suck my dick.” He ordered the drunken young man. Tom did has he was told. Tom sucked Dick’s cock for over ten minutes. Dick then took Tom had him lie on his back. Tom and Dick kissed. Dick ate out Tom’s ass. He slowly put his dick inside the drunken young man’s ass. Tom and Dick never broke eye contact. Thrusting in and out of Tom’s ass. Dick flipped Tom over and Fucked him doggie style “Oh my fucking god!” Tom said Dick’s dick felt good inside of him. “Where do you want me to cum?” Dick asked. “fucking cum inside me!” Tom said. “You sure?” Dick said. ”Yes, I’m fucking sure! Tom said. “Ahhh shit!” “I’m cunning!” Dick shouted served loads shot deep inside of Tom. Dick’s cock was deep into Tom’s guts. Dick fell asleep on top of Tom leaving his dick inside the unsuspecting young man’s ass. The next morning Tom woke up naked, hungover. And a very sore ass. Dick had left earlier that morning. Tom saw a miss call from Sam. Feeling guilty of his one night stand with Dick. Andy told Tom that Dick has full blown AIDS and didn’t have much time. ”Shit” Tom said to himself. Knowing now he was going to have to get tested. And have to tell Sam. Tom told Sam what had happened. Tom got tested and tested positive and Sam would stay with Tom and work through their problems

One of the men picked up an ashtray, and then went and lay down on his back on a mat on the floor. He plonked the ashtray on his chest, then held up his erect cock to make it obvious what was expected. Sam got off the sofa, hastily pulled the plug out of his hole, and then dutifully went over to the mat. He carefully knelt down to straddle the man, then reached behind to push the cock into his gaping hole. As he lit up a cigarette, another of the men got in position on his knees behind Sam, and slowly but firmly pushed his cock in alongside the first one. Sam moaned as he was stretched open, but then pushed himself back to impale his hole as much as possible on the two cocks. With puffs of smoke emanating from his mouth, he began to thrust himself up and down, clearly loving what I assumed was his first double penetration. We all watched for a little bit, before the other men turned their attention to me and Bailey. A couple of them got my boyfriend off the sofa and led him over to the St Andrew’s cross. After securing him in place, and with a couple of others joining them, they began a round-robin fucking of his newly pozzed arse. He moaned and groaned in appreciation, arching his back as much as the restraints would allow so that his pert buttocks were pushed back to allow for the deepest penetration possible. It was fucking hot to watch from across the room, still slightly blowing my mind despite how much of his bottom side Bailey had already shown me. Harry and Sid then got me off the sofa and walked me over to the other mat. Harry grabbed a sprung rim seat from the corner of the room and put it on the mat, while Sid fetched some gear from the cabinets. He removed my neck chain, handing it to me to hold, before he put a massively wide and heavy padded leather collar around my neck that kept my head straight up. He then took my chain back off me, before getting me to sit down on the rim seat. He then had me put my arms behind me, and used my neck chain to attach my bracelets to the support structure for the seat. I was basically immobilised, only really able to look straight ahead given how much the collar restricted the movement of my head. There was then some shuffling below me as Harry and Sid piled up some of the sofa cushions, before Harry awkwardly got down on his back and slid into position under me. Sid helped me push myself up a bit, and then when I came back down Harry’s cock made contact with my hole. Realising I was getting no preparation this time, I just gritted my teeth and bore down on his cock, pushing it into my dry hole. It hurt like hell, and I was grateful when Sid held some poppers to my nose. I finally got myself fully impaled, before allowing the springs on the seat to help me ascend. When Harry’s cock was about to fall out of me, I pushed back down to take him inside again, and so it went on. It was quite a lot of effort, but being fit and healthy I was able to maintain some stamina as I fucked myself on his cock. As he started panting I knew he was close to blowing, so I doubled down and fucked myself as hard as I could until he blew. Then Sid replaced him, and I had a much easier time of it now that I was lubed with Harry’s cum. Still, by the time Sid erupted in me I was exhausted, so it was a relief when they released me from that set-up. The collar was removed, and Harry put my big chain back round my neck before giving me a kiss on the cheek. “Fucking you is never going to get old” he said, smiling at me. We went over to the sofas to have a drink and a cigarette, and then they encouraged me to kneel on one of the armchairs that was positioned in such a way that I could see the rest of the room. Someone slid his cock into me, and then I settled in to enjoy a more comfortable fuck while I got to watch the rest of the action. Bailey was still being used repeatedly on the cross, but it was Sam that got my attention. He was now riding two different cocks than before, the first men to DP him presumably having blown already, but it was the fact that Sam was greedily alternating his mouth between two cocks that had me a bit shocked. It occurred to me that I had rarely - if ever - seen him sucking a cock, being pretty certain he had never blown me at least. Furthermore, anytime he had bent over and got his arse used, he would always be smoking. Yet now he was not only proving he had great technique with his mouth, but he was allowing himself to be double-fucked by poz cocks without puffing on a cigarette. He seemed to be really embracing what it was like to be a true cumslut bottom, which was fucking hot to watch. I happily stayed on that armchair for quite some time, watching a succession of men double fuck Sam while anyone who wanted to used my own hole. Bailey was just taking load after load from the group of men who had gathered at the cross, and eventually was almost hanging from the chains and restraints on his wrists as his arse was relentlessly used. Sam took the occasional break from sucking cocks to smoke, but to be honest he was mostly allowing both his holes to be repeatedly breached. He must have been practicing, as he was swallowing any cock put into his mouth without gagging. His arse was also easily accommodating pairs of cocks at a time, making me wonder if the men might at some point try to find a way to get three in there at once. Eventually the energy ran out, with Bailey being the first of the three of us to have his hole properly vacated. The men who had been using him almost dragged his exhausted body over to a sofa and lay him down, before they all slumped down themselves. A prolonged emptiness in my own hole let me know I was probably done for a bit, so I hauled myself up and went over to lie down next to Bailey and put my arm round him as he seemed to drift off to an exhausted sleep for a bit. Eventually the action on the mat also came to an end, and Sam came over and slumped down in the armchair I had been getting fucked on while several of the men who had been using him passed out on the mat or even the hard floor. “You OK?” I asked him, speaking softly to avoid waking my boyfriend. “Fuck yeah” breathed Sam, as he reached over to the table and grabbed a cigarette. “That was the best thing ever.” “Yeah?” I asked. “Yes” he said, exhaling a big cloud of smoke before looking directly at me. “I can see why you’re all about cock.” I chuckled, which caused Bailey to stir. “Shhhh” I whispered into his ear. “I’m OK” he said groggily, before opening his eyes and looking at Sam. “Hey Sleepyhead” said Sam, grinning at him. “Fuck off” said Bailey, grinning back at our housemate. “Sam has just realised he might be a bit of a bottom” I said to Bailey. “A bit?!” exclaimed Sam. “Mate, I’ve got you two beaten at your own game.” We all laughed, before Bailey began to sit up which required me to do the same. He reached for a glass of water on the table and took a big swig, then handed it to me to drink the rest while he grabbed a nearly full glass of champagne that had been sitting next to the water and took a couple of sips. “Cheers!” he said, holding the glass in the air. “Here’s to three cumdumps finding their true calling.” “Cheers!” Sam and I both said, me raising the glass of water and Sam pretending to be holding a drink. “So” said Sam, “who do you reckon is next?” “What do you mean?” I asked. “From the house” Sam said. “I mean, I’m getting fucked senseless here tonight, and then you two are going to make sure after that, so I’ll be poz soon no question. So who do you reckon is next?” “Probably no-one” I said. “I mean, this is all a bit fucked-up, and the rest of the guys are probably going to be disgusted if they find out.” “Nah, I don’t buy that” said Sam. “Hugh” Bailey said. “What?” I asked, turning to face my boyfriend. “I reckon it’ll be Hugh” Bailey said, turning to face me. “I mean, all we would have to do is invite him round for a giant bukkake session with these guys, and he’d be bent over willingly getting fucked by them all straight after. You know what he’s like.” “Maybe” I said, “but I need you to both agree that we’re not tricking anyone into this. Understand?” “I mean, it would be fucking hot if…” Sam began. “Sam, I’m serious!” I said. “We don’t bring any of them here, and we don’t fuck any of them at the house, without being completely honest about us being poz. Understand?” Sam stared at me, before nodding. “OK” he said. “You’re right. It should be their choice, like you made sure it was mine.” “Do we tell them?” Bailey asked. “I don’t know” I said. “Let’s worry about that some other time.” I leaned forward and plonked the water glass on the table, before getting up and finding some glasses and a nearly full bottle of champagne. I topped up Bailey’s glass before pouring full ones for me and Sam, and then they both stood up and joined me in a circle. We clinked our glasses together and drank, before making our way over to the cabinets. As the other men rested or slept around the room, the three of us began to explore all the toys and gear Omar had in his collection, and then started to dress each other as we got both tickled and aroused by how we all looked. We managed to get Sam into a tight black rubber T-shirt and shorts, and Bailey then put a wide metal collar and matching cuffs on him while I found some boots for him to wear. We then got Bailey into a leather vest and chaps that seemed to fit his frame perfectly. I donned a harness, leather jockstrap and knee-high boots, with Sam plonking a tight Muir cap on my head. “We look like such sluts” said Sam, lighting up a cigarette. “We are such sluts” I laughed. “Fuck yeah you are” said a man from across the room. “And we’re about ready to fuck you all again” said another. Bailey, Sam and I all looked at each other and smirked, before my boyfriend and I also lit up cigarettes. The three of us then headed over to one of the mats, got down on all fours in a circle with our heads close together, and began to wiggle our exposed backsides. “The doors are open boys” Bailey announced. “Show us what you’ve got.” ———————— After a couple of days of rest, Bailey and I did indeed start to fuck Sam regularly, and made sure he returned the favour given we both had our own needs in the bottoming department. Plans also got made for another party at Omar’s, but a couple of days before we three were due to return to the awesome playroom, Sam came down with the fuck flu. We nursed him through it, while making sure to fuck him occasionally while he was sprawled out on the bed, and then once he was better we took him off to get tested. He was genuinely thrilled with his positive result, and Bailey and I both then had to withstand him being the horniest we had ever seen him as he happily drained himself dry in our holes for nearly a week. My boyfriend and I did not fuck each other at all, so used up were we by our newly pozzed housemate. The other guys could definitely tell there was something going on, with Sam, Bailey and I not joining in any group fun or visiting our other housemates’ bedrooms as we had often done before. A couple on them commented on Sam having now basically become a smoker, and he brushed off any queries on the sex front by saying he got what he needed elsewhere. Bailey and I being together perhaps shielded us from any probing questions, though I’m pretty sure some of the others knew how much time Sam was spending in our rooms. I even overheard Marcus say the word “throuple” about us, but said nothing and did not get any questions about it. It was Tony who eventually took the plunge. The two of us were the only ones home, between lectures, library time and other academic activities occupying everyone else, and I was at my desk working on a paper when he knocked and came in. He sat down on my bed and looked at the floor for a moment, allowing me time to admire just how muscular he had now got. With the beard he had grown, the baseball cap and tank top he was wearing, and the chest hair fully visible, he reminded me of the bears I saw in many a porn film. “What’s going on?” he eventually asked. “What do you mean?” I asked, feeling my stomach erupt with butterflies. “I mean with you, Bailey and Sam” he said. “I can tell Sam is lying, and I don’t think you and Bailey are so in love that you’d just stop having fun with the rest of us like this.” “I…” I began, but he held up his hand. “Please mate” he said, “just be honest with me.” We stared at each other for a while, until I realised I was holding my breath and therefore allowed myself to exhale. “OK” I said, “but you have to promise to just listen, be cool, and not tell anyone else.” “I promise I will listen and not tell the others” he said, “but you’ve got me worried now so I can’t promise to be cool.” “That’s fair” I said. “Just don’t hit me.” “I promise” he said, giving me a weak smile. Then I started talking. Throwing caution to the wind, I went from the very beginning of my own journey, right through how things had evolved with Bailey, and concluding with Sam’s recent conversion. I was breaking the confidence of my boyfriend and my housemate by revealing all of this, but I knew that Tony had clearly reached a tipping point and the future of our friendships with him was now reliant on the truth, the whole truth and nothing but the truth. To his credit, he just sat and listened, not reacting to anything I said, not interrupting, and not ever giving me a reason to hold back. It was quite cathartic actually, making me realise how much the lies, deflections and excuses had been taking a toll on me. Still, as I finished telling the story, I became a nervous maelstrom again, and the silence after I stopped talking felt like it lasted an eternity. “OK” he said. “Well, now at least I understand.” “You do?” I asked. “Yes” he said. “In fact, I respect you guys for not exposing any of the rest of us, and I get why you haven’t talked about it.” “Oh” I said. We sat in silence for a moment. “I don’t know what else to say” I said. “But I hope you don’t hate me or those two.” “Of course I don’t hate you” he said, before patting the space next to him on my bed. “Mate, come and sit here.” I got off my desk chair and went over to sit next to him, and he put his arm round my shoulders. “I could never hate any of you” he said. “But you must think less of me now” I said. “No” he said, squeezing my shoulder. “I actually think you’re fucking brave for working out who you are and going after what you want.” “You do?” I said, slightly squealing. “Yeah” he replied. “I’ve always looked up to you a bit. You arrived here straight, realised after one little experiment that you love cock, and you’ve never been ashamed of it. Then you come out as soon as you’ve worked out you’re actually gay, and now you’ve gone out and sorted something else you knew you needed.” “I, er…” I stuttered. “It’s OK” he said, giving my shoulder another squeeze. “In fact, I think it’s pretty fucking amazing.” Then, to my utter surprise, he brought his other hand up and gripped his cock through his shorts, making me realise he was now hard. I looked down at his hand squeezing his dick, and felt my heart start to beat faster. Then he slid his arm off my shoulders and reached down to my own crotch, gently starting to rub my own hardening cock. I was speechless but very turned on, and allowed him to get a bit bolder with his hand movements as I sprung a full erection. I was about to reach over and start fondling him as well when he suddenly slid forward off the bed and onto his knees. He turned around, pushed my torso back onto the bed and then gripped the sides of my own shorts. He tugged at them, and I lifted myself up a little to allow him to pull them down. He then dived forward and swallowed my erect cock before I could do or say anything, causing me moan loudly. Not a word was uttered by either of us as he hungrily swallowed my cock, something he had never done before with me, and I just panted and groaned at the amazing feelings his tongue and throat were sending through me. “I’m going to cum” I panted, putting my hand on his head to try to push him back. However, he swatted me away and lunged forward so I was fully down his throat, at which point I lost it. My poz cum pumped down his throat, and he held fast and swallowed it all. Only once my balls had stopped pumping did he slowly pull back, withdrawing my cock from his throat so he could go back to sucking and licking it. Eventually he let it fall from his mouth, at which point he pushed himself up and sprawled on top of me. He held his head above mine and we looked into each other’s eyes, before he leaned down and gently kissed me. Then he pulled back and looked into my eyes again for a while, getting a more serious look on his face. “When I’m ready, I want you to be the first one of you guys to fuck me” he said. “When you’re ready?” I asked. “Yes” he said. “I need to think about all this some more, but when I’m ready I want it to be you three rather than those guys you go and see.” “You mean you want to…?” I asked. “I think so” he said, “but let me think about it some more.” “Of course” I said, a bit dumbfounded. “I’d like to do this again though” he said, “and with Sam and Bailey too.” “Er, yeah, sure” I said. “But you know there’s still a risk even if you’re just doing oral, right?” “Yeah” he said, “so I’ll make my mind up quickly so we can do it properly.” I smiled at him, suddenly feeling a wave of affection for him sweep over me. “You’re so hot” I said. “I mean, I love Bailey, but I just realised how fucking handsome and sweet you are.” “You’re only realising that now?” he said, grinning. “Sorry” I said, smiling back at him. “You know how I always just focus on everyone’s cocks.” “You big slut” he chuckled, before leaning in and kissing me again. Then he pulled himself up off me and headed for the door, turning briefly to look at me and wink, and then he was gone. I lay back for a few minutes, and then eventually hauled myself up, pulled my shorts back on properly, did a quick trip to the loo, and then got back on with my paper. Somehow I managed to focus on it until it was done, and then I treated myself to a beer and a cigarette out in the frigid garden. My mind of course wandered off onto what had happened earlier with Tony, and where things might now be going with him. I was still in shock at the suddenness of it, particularly as he was nowhere near the top of my own list of who I thought might actually be up for any of this out of the seven remaining neg guys in the house. But my encounter with him had been so tender and genuine that I had none of the misgivings that had plagued me during the early part of Sam’s gang fuck at Omar’s place, and if anything I realised I really wanted to bring Tony over to our side with just me, Sam and Bailey being the ones to do it. “I need to talk to you guys” I said to Sam and Bailey, when they both came back later on. Some of the others were back by then too, so I took the opportunity when it was just us three in the kitchen for a minute to quietly let them know we needed to meet upstairs later. When we did eventually manage to assemble in Bailey’s room that evening, in hushed tones I told them the whole story. They were both agape, but also horned up as I recounted my afternoon with Tony. I made sure they knew not to push him and just let him come to us in his own time, perhaps focusing this on Sam the most as I suspected his new-found ultra-horniness could get the better of him. They both agreed, and then our attention turned elsewhere. Mere minutes later I was swallowing Sam’s cock while Bailey hammered my hole, and all thoughts of Tony dissipated for a while. They remained at bay as I slammed my own cock into Sam while Bailey’s load dripped out of me, and it was only once I was curled up in my boyfriend’s arms that night that I began to think about our sweet and handsome housemate again. I felt nothing but warmth and affection for him as I thought about what he probably wanted from us, and those happy thoughts helped me to drift into a deep sleep. To be continued

Chapter 1 – You Always Remember Your First It was going to be my first time. Will and I have played together a lot of times. We usually start out blowing clouds, then smoke some more or move onto booty bumps. We get into lots of deep and exciting ass play with that. But I’ve never done a slam. Tonight was going to be the night. Will had slammed before and extolled the wonders of it to me. He described it as a fantastic experience that made him the biggest ass slut he’s ever been. He’s been slamming for a while now, and was a skilled admin, so I felt comfortable in his hands. My playroom was prepared before Will’s arrival. I have a room above my detached garage that I turned into a space for serious fun. Luckily, it was heated and had a small bathroom attached. Over the years, it’s been tricked out to cover most all the things that a dedicated ass player could want. There’s a sling with pride of place in the center of the room. Mirrors and a camera ensure the action is not missed and can be relived. There’s a fuck bench up against a wall, ready to pull into service if desired. There’s also a fuck machine next to it. The sofa folds out into a bed, which I had already covered with a play sheet. The big tv is playing porn and there are a few tables with lube and poppers. I have a good selection of ass toys and a small fridge for drinks. When Will arrived that evening, he checked in again with me to make sure I wanted to go ahead with this. I was a little nervous but also eager. I assured him that I was ready to go. He had stripped down to an orange jockstrap. The straps hugged tight under his hairy ass and the pouch was nicely filled. Will has a nice, hairy body with that little triangle of hair above his ass that turns me on so much. A trimmed beard complements his brown hair and blue eyes. Will’s ass is amazing. He’s got a nice soft pelt of fur there, and it gets thicker and darker as it approaches his hole. There are few things better than seeing my arm sliding back and forth with all that hair dragging through the lube. I was totally naked. For this, I didn’t want anything blocking access or my views of what was happening. I have short, blond hair, blue eyes, and am clean-shaven. My chest, arms, and legs are hairy, but I don’t have much hair on my back. My ass is also hairy, but not as much as Will’s. We’re both in our 40s and have played together for about 10 years. We know what the other likes and have shared time with many different guys. A hot group, all primed for fisting, is intense and we have enjoyed this many times. Tonight, we were going to play it by ear to see if we wanted it to be just the two of us or if we’d invite someone else over. “First, we get relaxed”, Will suggested. We sat down on the bed, and Will reached over for the pipe and torch. He clicked the flame and melted some crystals down. Recommending that I not overdo it now, he handed the pipe to me for the first hit of the night. I inhaled deeply, then covered his mouth with mine so that we could shotgun the hit back and forth. It is always a sensual experience doing this with a hot guy. Will’s beard is soft against my face, and we enjoy making out throughout our sessions. We blew a few clouds, but that was just a warmup. Now, it was time to get me in the sling and really get the party going. I climbed into the sling and got settled in. The stirrups held my feet outside the chains so that my ass was open and exposed. The pillow was under my head so that I could lie back when I wanted to just experience all the incredible sensations that were going to be coming my way. Will told me to pick out a dildo to ride. This toy would be in my ass when the slam hit, so I wanted to pick out something that gave me a nice stretch. I have a nice selection of toys from Square Peg, and I chose the Blunger. This was long enough, and the bumps would give a good ride and stretch me out. Will lubed it up and placed the head at my hole. He slowly inserted the toy, twisting it around as he pushed. My hole swallowed the toy about halfway. He pushed it back and forth in my ass, letting me feel the bumps on it before he told me to take over. I reached down and grabbed the base and began fucking myself with the dildo. Will made sure I was well-lubed and comfortable, and then he walked out to wash his hands. He looked amazingly sexy as he strolled out of the room, with the orange jockstrap framing his hairy ass. I kept pushing the toy in and out of my ass, moving it deeper in with each new push. He chuckled when he entered the room. “I see you got that in even deeper.” I nodded and spread my legs a bit more so that he could see how much of the toy was embedded in my ass. While I was enjoying this, it was about to get much more intense. Will had me hold the toy in my ass with my right hand while he put a tourniquet around my left arm. He had a few points prepared and asked again if I was ready. I agreed, so he swabbed my inner elbow with a wipe, then looked up at me for a final confirmation. I felt the prick of the needle as it pierced my skin. I was excited and a little terrified at the same time. I’d seen how the T hit when a guy slammed, and I was ready to experience that rush. But it was also a little daunting to think this might be the entrance to a slippery slope. I’d been smoking and bumping for a long time, but this was definitely next-level usage. “Here goes,” Will said. I felt a slight burn as the T entered my bloodstream, then he removed the tourniquet and raised my arm while he swabbed the spot. Holy fuck, this was amazing! This definitely was a huge difference. I coughed a few times, and it felt like my head was receding backwards. The head rush and body flush were intense. My body became totally focused on my ass and I started to pulse my ass, causing the dildo to move around inside me. Will lowered my arm, laying it across my chest, and moved to the foot of the sling. He watched as I flexed my ass muscles around the Blunger, making it move. Then, he grabbed the base and started to pull it out. When he had it most of the way out, he dumped a ton of lube on it. He used the excess to coat his hands. On this insertion, he pushed it in until he hit some resistance. But, just a small twist, and the toy sunk all the way into my ass. I was in heaven. I was pushing down on the toy, opening my ass so that it could penetrate me even deeper. But Will knew what I really wanted at that point so he let me push the dildo out of my ass. It dropped to the floor, and Will’s hand was immediately at my hole. He slid in slowly, letting me feel the stretch as the broadness of his knuckles penetrated my entrance. Once he was inside me, my greedy ass consumed his hand. Between us, he quickly worked his way to my second hole. The goal was to go beyond that. As he was fisting me, all I could do was mutter incoherently (there was probably a lot of “fuck me” in there!). My entire being was centered on the intense rush of pleasure that was coursing through my body and the way his hand felt in my ass. Will and I work well together, and it didn’t take him long to navigate the bend in my ass and get past my inner hole and into my colon. I was in too much ecstasy to really pay attention to much of anything else, but I did look down at Will to see that he had a huge smile on his face. When he caught my glance, he gave a knowing nod, letting me know that this was a big thrill for him. It was insanely pleasurable for me. I could see Will’s hand crawling through my colon when I looked down at my stomach. I was flexing my ass muscles, using them to pull him deeper and deeper into me. Will looked at me and said, “I’m in up to my elbow!” Fuck, I had never taken anyone that deep and, whenever we’d gotten close, it was after hours of play to open me up. This happened quickly, and I felt like we could go even deeper. I sure as hell knew that we’d be playing for a long time tonight. Will began a slow withdrawal. He enjoys seeing me squirm as he painstakingly pulls his hand back through my body. As he was moving out, he was twisting and probing with his fingertips, raking them across my sensitive insides. When he reached the widest part of his hand, he paused to let me feel the stretch. I like depth a lot, but the stretch is always extra intense for me. He was twisting his hand around, rubbing over the walls of my hole. He dumped more lube on his hand, then thrust it a little deeper to distribute it around his hand and my ass. Then, he made a fist with his left hand and slipped that into my yearning ass. He pulled it out and inserted his larger right fist. Will alternated for a while, fisting my ass with his hands, then told me that he wanted me to fuck myself on his fist. Will placed his right fist at my hole and I used the uprights of the sling to slide my ass back and forth over his hand. This lets me drive the speed and depth. It was awesome. There were times when I was really plowing my ass with his hand, and other times when I took it a little slower. Sometimes, during the slow moments, Will would move his hand from a vertical fist to a horizontal one. Having his hand this way meant the stretch to get him in was more intense, but it was a massive thrill for me. He kept pouring more lube onto his hand so that it kept sliding through my hole with ease. I looked down at Will and, once I caught his eye, drilled my ass as far down as I could. He knew what I wanted then, so I released my feet from the uprights and spread my ass as wide as I possibly could. Once again, Will worked his way deep into my guts, letting me feel him breach my innermost areas. He played around there for a while, then began another slow withdrawal. We both probably needed a break after that frenzy, so it was great when he pulled out. “Damn, look at that gape!”, he exclaimed when his hand was out. Will massaged the lips of my ass, enjoying their puffiness. It felt amazing for me too! He suggested a plug for my ass and inserted the Acorn plug that I’d just gotten. This plug is almost 10” around but it slid easily into my ass and nestled itself there. Then, he helped me out of the sling and over to the bed. “Let’s smoke some more and find some other guys to use your hole.” I nodded and picked up the pipe and torch.

welcome to the club you fucking slut 😈 no going back

My first experience was bareback. I didn't have sex with men until I was in my 20's and it was in the late 80's at the height of AIDS. All of my sex at that time was anonymous, either cruising the men's rooms at my university or frequenting a cruising area at night in a plaza parking lot. I met a lot of guys but it was always oral. I sucked off a lot of guys and loved swallowing cum.. One night I was cruising the plaza and met a guy a few years older than me. He told me to follow him to a more secluded parking lot. Upon arrival, he told me to come over to his car, a big Oldsmobile with a bench seat. We started making out and sucking each others cocks. He was going to town on mine making me rock hard and really wet when all of a sudden he climbed over and sat on my cock. My cock was wet and gravity helped as he was immediately balls deep. I had never been in a guy before...or a woman for that matter...and the feeling was incredible. Tight, warm and wet, I was in there like a glove. So different than a mouth. Everything was happening so quick and it felt so good I didn't get to think about condoms, STD's or AIDS.. immediately he started riding me and without any warning I started shooting my load. I never felt it coming, but it was intense. He could tell from my moaning and pulsating dick that I had achieved orgasm and my load was now inside him. He sat for a minute making sure he had taken everything. I was still in shock as I had absolutely no control. He climbed off, kissed me and went back to his car. I never saw him again. When I got home I was petrified at what happened, but soon remembered how good it felt. Fucking didn't present itself much when cruising, but soon I met a guy who ended up coming home with me. We made out intensely and suddenly I was eating his wonderful hairy hole and without any thought or discussion i slid in him. We made love and i came inside him. Although my first anal was in a car, the one I truly loved was the night I made love with no condom.

Chapter 3 – Kevin Joins the Party Chapters 1 and 2 recount my first slam experience. My buddy, Will, administered the T to me and then worked my ass over. It was an awe-inspiring experience. Then, we invited another guy over to play. Finn was a hot, hairy hunk of a guy, and we blew clouds before he fisted me. He liked both depth and width play, which works well for me. He’s checking to see if his friend Kevin can join us. But Kevin likes to slam. The three of us are hanging out on the bed. I’m naked, with a massive butt plug in my ass to keep my gape going. Will still has his orange jockstrap on, although the pouch is all wet with precum and who knows what else. Finn is wearing his red jockstrap but keeps pulling on the pouch. “Why don’t you take that off?” I suggested. “Then, you could sit on my face if you want.” Finn pulled the jockstrap off, revealing his cock. It was uncut and kind of shriveled up from the T. Of course, I could have rimmed him while he was wearing the jock, but this way, I could lick his balls and cock too. I lay back with a pillow behind my head, and Finn straddled my chest, displaying his hairy hole to me. It was beautiful. His ass had an even coating of dark hair, and his pink hole was winking out through a mass of fur. I love eating ass and I really love eating hairy hole. I spent some time rubbing my hands over his cheeks, lightly brushing over his hole from time to time. Then, I spread his ass open and dove in with my tongue. Fuck, I love eating ass! His hole was wonderfully furry, giving a nice contrast to the smoothness of my tongue. His clean but slightly musky smell turned me on so much. I was licking around his pucker, driving my tongue in at random times. While I was rimming him, his phone rang. We only heard one side of the conversation. “Yeah, he’s eating my ass now.” “You would enjoy his hole.” “They’re OK with it all.” Then, he gave Kevin the address and settled back on my face. Will was playing with the plug in my ass, and I kept licking Finn’s sweet hole. It was pretty awesome. Finn swung off my face, and Will took the vacated position. He knows how much I like eating ass, so I appreciated that he kept me well fed. While I was rimming Will’s awesome hole, Finn asked if we slammed too. “Tonight was his first”, replied Will. “It was a hot scene.” “I like to slam, too, but didn’t want to freak you guys out. Maybe when Kevin gets here, we all slam and then Kevin can fist this ass.” I nodded against Will’s ass, and it seemed like we had a plan for lots more fun. I was eating Will’s ass and Finn was playing with the Acorn plug in my ass. We kept at it until we heard footsteps on the stairs. Finn got up to greet Kevin. He looked to be a little older, but it may have been his gray hair that covered his body. He stripped down to a black leather harness that framed his hairy chest nicely. It led down to a matching jockstrap. His nipples were pierced and had thick rings in them. Kevin walked over to the bed and grabbed the plug in my ass. He tugged at it and seemed surprised it didn’t slip out easily. This plug gets set firmly in my ass and it requires a good yank to get it out. He chuckled when he realized how thick the plug was. “Oh yeah, this’ll be great,” he enthused. Kevin pulled a few points out of his bag and distributed them around. We decided I’d get in the sling again and use one of the rigs Will had prepared earlier. That way, we could control the amount. The plan was that he’d slam me at the same time that Finn slammed Kevin. Then, Kevin would use my ass. By now, it felt normal—tourniquet, swab, prick, raise my arm, and I’d be soaring. Fuck me, this one was way more intense! It might have been a bigger dosage, or it could be due to the accumulated chems in my body, but it was wild. I coughed several times, moving the plug in my ass around. Once my coughing subsided, Kevin grabbed the Acorn and twisted it out of my ass. The sensation as the plug was removed was powerful, and I started moaning in pleasure. “Just wait, pig. It’s about to get wild!” Kevin had lubed his furry paw up to his elbow and slowly slid into my chute. I was writhing on the sling, enjoying the electricity coursing through my body as he penetrated me. His hand was pretty big, and he was twisting it as he moved through, feeling up all the walls of my ass. It felt like this stud was penetrating my entire body. He was moving at a slow pace and kept driving ever deeper. I looked down at him and saw him grinning as he watched his arm disappear into my ass. We then locked eyes and had a moment of silent communication where we understood how awesome this felt for both of us. Once he got to my bend, he began to pull out. Fuck, it felt like my whole body might exit through my asshole! He was poking and prodding as he moved along, rubbing against my canal and ensuring my prostate was well teased. My cock started spewing fluid, whether cum, precum, or piss, I couldn’t tell, but Finn wrapped his mouth around it and took in my leakage. Now, one guy is working my ass and another sucking my cock. It was a heavenly sensation. With the T in possession of my brain, my body was just a pleasure receptacle. Kevin used his hand to stretch my hole, playing near the entrance. He didn’t ever leave it entirely, but would pull back to the point where he was using the widest part of his fist to open my hole. He was poking some additional fingers in alongside his fist too. Meanwhile, Finn was still nursing my cock, sending shivering sensations through my body. Kevin had moved on to using both of his hands to stretch my hole. I was groaning in delight as he used his fingers to spread my hole as open as he could. I helped by pushing out, looking to give him a glimpse of my rosebud. He was stretching and moving his fingers around, and I was pushing when I heard him say how fantastic my hole looked. I reached down to feel it and was surprised at how swollen and engorged my lips were. Finn said that he wanted another shot at my ass. He hadn’t slammed yet, so he prepped for that, got his hands lubed up, and then Will started to admin for him. While they were prepping, Kevin came up to the head of the sling and told me to snort some poppers so that I was soaring on them while Finn felt the slam. I took two deep huffs off the bottle while Will was pushing down the plunger for Finn. When he was done, Finn had an amazingly determined look on his face as the T took its hold on him. “I’m gonna fist you so deep”, he growled at me. In my popper haze, I was ready and willing. He didn’t take it slow or easy. Instead, he went in with his fist, driving all the way down to my inner hole. It felt fantastic but I tried to stay as still as I could so that he was entirely in control of my ass. Once he hit the bend, he teased through it with his fingers and was soon in my colon. I could see his hand as it was moving inside me through the fur on my belly, and it was ridiculously sexy. Finn lingered there, twisting his hand around and giving little flexes to his hand. Those little flexes translated into seismic sensations inside me! He did a little bit of back-and-forth movement, but he didn’t seem to go any deeper. I reached down to feel his arm and encountered his elbow just outside my hole. When he realized what I was doing, he looked up and gave me a devilish smile. “I told you, you little mother fucker. I’m fisting you as deep as I can!” Fuck, his hand felt amazing, even as the poppers wore off. Of course, for him, the effects of the slam were more long-lasting, so he was still firmly in the grips of the T. I wanted him to enjoy himself and pulsed my ass muscles a few times to let him know how much I appreciated what he was doing. Then, Finn started to withdraw. He’d pull back a little, slide back in deep again, then repeat. He was still really deep in my ass and these small movements felt amazing. I was smiling and babbling as he did this. Kevin shoved the poppers under my nose again, and I did just one snort. It was enough to send me into the poppers haze. I spread my legs even wider and reached down to open my ass as much as possible. Finn’s furry paw felt amazing inside me, and he was giving me a great ride. I also noticed a great aroma emanating from my pits since I had my arms up, holding onto the straps of the sling. When Will saw me take a deep sniff there, he stuck his pit in my face for me to enjoy. Poppers, pits, and a hot stud working my ass. It was spectacular. Eventually, Kevin pulled all the way out. He complimented me on my skills and my gape. He shoved the Acorn plug back in me, and I vacated the sling. “Will, it’s your turn”, I said to him. With that, he crawled into the sling, and Kevin prepped his arm for a slam.

THE MEETING James took a deep breath, and walked into the bar. A big guy stopped him just inside the door and asked for his ID. After inspecting it under a flashlight, he stared at him, then motioned him on. Nervously James found an unoccupied corner. He hoped no one saw him come in. If anyone from the swim team saw him, he'd be blackballed and harassed forever. Unconsciously, he tugged the bill of his cap further down over his face. It took a couple of minutes to adjust to the dark. He’d planned on just observing. To remain anonymous, he’d chosen the most inconspicuous clothing he could think of—baggy shorts, a white Tee, and sneakers. It’d taken months to come to grips with himself, but he'd finally decided to live life as nature intended. Still, his first trip to a gay bar was nerve-racking. There were a few guys his age, but most of the patrons were older. James, 19, was a sophomore at the University. He was completely ecstatic to be at school, away from his provincial hometown. He'd decided to take some summer courses so he wouldn’t have to go home. He'd lucked out having the room to himself for the summer, and decided that he was finally going to lose his virginity. Taking deep breath, he approached the bar and ordered a screwdriver. The bartender looked him over, but didn't say anything. He fixed the drink and handed him his change. James hurried back to his corner. He took a big gulp to calm his nerves and almost choked. The bartender wasn't cheap on the vodka. It burned all the way down his throat. Guys in groups of two and three drifted in. They sat at the bar, or near the TV, and chatted. But the majority of guys, like himself, were alone and cruising. In the first 30 minutes, James ignored several older gentlemen who made their way to his table; they were ugly and out of shape. 2 hours, 3 screwdrivers and 4 unwanted suitors later, he figured the night was a bust. It was close to midnight, and he was tipsy from all the vodka. As he got up to leave, he bumped into someone. "Sorry. Didn't see you," he mumbled, staggering against the wall. A hand grabbed his shoulder. "Steady, guy." James looked at the man, and smiled, "Guess I had a bit too much." “Guess you did." The man who held James was taller, about 6 foot to James' 5'6". His blue eyes sparkled. He continued to hold James’ shoulder, and the heat from his hand burned James like a branding iron. Feverishness crept up his neck, into his cheeks, as well as down his back to his legs. His face turned crimson. "Guess I had a lot too much." "Why don't you come over and sit with me a while. You're in no shape to go anywhere yet." The man took James' hand, and wove among the tables toward the back of the bar. He sat James down in a chair. “Be right back.” A few minutes later, he reappeared with a glass of water. "Drink that. The water'll flush some of the alcohol out of your system." James gulped the water down as the guy watched. "Thanks," he mumbled. "First time in a gay bar?" "How’d ya know?" "First of all, you're cap's pulled all the way down over your pretty face. Second, you drank way too much for own good. And third…." "And third, what?" James asked, when he made no attempt to finish. "And third, I watched you fidget so much in that corner, I got to fidgeting myself.” James erupted in laughter. The guy joined in. "I'm Seth." "James." James studied Seth for a moment. He had clear blue eyes and red hair, which was buzzed short on the sides and back. He was handsome (No, hot!) and muscular. His biceps stretched the white Tee sleeves and his chest spread the thin fabric taut. James noticed his big tits seemed to poke through the tight white cotton, and his dick gave a twitch. Seth smiled as James checked him out. James was definitely quite a number, and his body looked ripe for the taking. And if Seth pegged James right (as he had about his first trip to the bar) he was still a virgin. Seth's cock stirred at the thought of popping that delightful little cherry. "Let me get you some more water," Seth said, and went the bar. When he came back, James finished a second glass. "How ya feelin’?" "Better," James slurred. Seth attempted some minor chit chat, but James felt too muddled to follow. After half an hour, James thought he’d best be leaving. He got up to go, and nearly fell over. Seth caught him just in time. "I don't think you're gonna make it by yourself. Why don't I take you home." James liked that idea. He also loved the way Seth's hands felt on his back and chest. "Where do you live? Should I call someone?" James shook his head. "I’ve got a single over in the Elm Street dorm." Seth half supported and half carried James to his dorm. When they reached the main lobby, Seth untangled himself from James. During the walk, Seth had his hands all over the boy on the pretext of keeping him steady. And James, back on his own turf in the presence of this beautiful man, was getting hornier by the minute. He had no intention of letting this catch get away. "Here you are," Seth said, as they approached his door. "So, ummm, you wanna come in for a while?" James asked hopefully. "Love to." FOREPLAY No sooner had they closed the door, than Seth pulled the boy tight against him. He kissed James hard on the mouth, filling his mouth with spit, forcing him to swallow. James groaned and clung to Seth passionately. Seth’s hips thrust against the boy’s crotch. His left hand kneaded the youth’s ass through his shorts, while his right hand undid his belt. James’ shorts fell to the floor. He kicked off his sneakers. His Size Small briefs came off next; and James' hard cock rubbed against Seth's bulging jeans, dripping precum everywhere. James pulled off Seth's T-shirt, marveling at his lean, hard body. His hands roamed onto his huge chest and nipples . He couldn't help himself; he pushed his face onto Seth's tit and began sucking. "Oh yeah! Fuckin’ hot little slut! Chew them nips." And James licked, sucked and bit them. James untied Seth's sneakers and took them off. The manly smell of Seth's feet hit him hard, like a jolt of electricity. James’ dick twitched. He took off Seth's socks, lifted the damp smelly pair to his face, inhaled deeply, and rubbed them across his lips. He unbuttoned Seth’s jeans. The bulge at his crotch spurred him on to quickly tug down the zipper. Seth's jeans opened before him, revealing smooth skin and a weird tattoo at the base of his cock. "Hot tattoo! What is it?" "It means ‘biohazard,’” Seth hissed. "Like it?" James yielded to the temptation to kiss it. Seth smiled diabolically. His jeans fell down the rest of the way and Seth's cock sprang up, slapping James in the face. Seth laughed aloud at the stunned look on the boy’s face. He stepped out of his jeans and spread his legs. James looked at the cock. Again it bounced towards him, dangerous, inviting, tasty. Seth pushed his crotch forward, and James knew what was expected. He opened up wide, and devoured the humungeous pole. He only got half of it in his mouth when the big dickhead hit the back of the throat. He started to back off when Seth's hand whipped around and rammed him onto it. James gagged, and his throat opened up. Seth thrust hard, forcing his dick all the way into James. His air supply cut off, James panicked. Seth held him tight, watching him thrash and turn blue. "Breathe through your nose, motherfucker!” Seth commanded. James snorted loudly, sucking air and mucus into his nostrils. As his lungs filled, his panic lessened. Confident he could breathe again, James devoured Seth’s cock aggressively. Seth closed his eyes and enjoyed the sensation of the young boy working his shaft. He thrust his dick all the way down the boy's throat, and removed it slowly. Again and again he fucked his face rough and hard, abrading his dick on the boy's white teeth. That didn't matter. The only thing that counted was the thrill he felt as he forced his cock all the way down the kid’s throat, the kick he got when the boy gagged, and grunts he heard when the youth’s forehead struck his pelvis. "Yeah, that's it, cocksucker. Suck that cherry buster real good. Get it all lubed up cause you’re gonna take it up the ass real soon. Get it ready for your mancunt, boy!" After 20 minutes, Seth pulled off. Purple, proud, and raw, his cock jutted out from his pelvis like an angry club. James took a couple of breaths, gazing upon the treasured phallus. It was covered with spit and slime. Seth waved it lewdly at James. "You want it, don’t you? You want this dick in you?". James nodded tentatively. He was committed to foregoing his virginity, but he wasn’t sure he wanted the roughshod treatment Seth had to offer. "Where do you want this big dick, boy?" James licked his lips. His throat was sore. It was now or never. "In my ass, sir. I want that cock up my ass." "Then you shall have it, boy. You want this cock to split your ass open? You want me to rip your ass apart?" James was sure Seth was speaking figuratively, but he couldn’t shake his apprehension as he nodded affirmatively. Seth grabbed him by the tits and yanked him to his feet. James swayed as blood gushed to his head and spots danced before his eyes. Seth guided him to the bed and pushed him down on his back. James watched Seth maneuver between his legs, spreading them with his thighs. Despite being drunk, he put his hand on Seth's chest and stopped his approach. "Wait.” James reached over to the night stand and rummaged around. He came back a condom and offered it to Seth. "I don't fuck with no condoms," he told James. "No condom, no fuck," James said firmly. Seth stared contemptuously at the prophylactic and irascibly tore the wrapper off. James watched spellbound as Seth unraveled the rubber over his huge dick. It looked even more ominous encased in latex. Without a word, Seth parted James' legs again and squatted down so his cockhead abutted the boy's hole. "All right.” “Go slow.” “I’ve never….” FINALE WITH A SAVAGE THRUST, SETH LUNGED INTO HIM. James' face contorted grotesquely as his eyes screwed shut and a garbled scream boiled from his throat. Lightning flashed before his eyes as the huge battering ram of a cock invaded his body. He felt the condom shredding and ripping into his asshole, his innards aflame. Seth pummeled him again and again as the boy shrieked in agony. After 10 minutes of ramming—sweat, assjuice, precum and blood combined to slime both cock and hole. James stopped begging. He began to moan as Seth's cock passed over his prostate. 10 minutes later, James was erect. The reprieve didn’t last long. Seth pulled out and flipped the hapless youth onto his stomach. Seth tugged at James’ T-shirt. James raised his arms and torso to help get the Tee off, but Seth stopped midway, twisting the material above his head, pinning his arms beneath his head. With one hand on the knot, Seth pulled the condom off. "I told you I don't do condoms." Tossing the bloody rubber before James’ eyes, he rammed his cock back into the boy’s ass. Viciously, furiously, he plowed his cock in and out of his hole. James thrashed and flailed, but the heavier Seth hammered away. Over and over, the large cock assailed James' butt. James stopped screaming. His fear, anger, and agony were supplanted by the sensuality of the cock pillaging him. Harder and harder Seth hammered his ass—until James began moaning beneath the Tee. Seth let go of the shirt and grabbed the boy's hips and fucked him full blast. "Take this, you little fucker. Take my big dick up your ass. Feels good in there—RAW—don’t it? You want it now, don’t you? Your ass is so tight. Gonna fix that. Gonna make a man out of you. I’ll fix you so you won’t ever need a condom again. Gonna shoot my fuckin’ poz jizz up your ass, get it flowin’ in your veins—know what that means?” James clenched his asshole as he understood the bombast. Still his rebellious anus betrayed him as it pulsed and danced in tune with the cock raping him. He moaned with every thrust. After 10 minutes, a sweet hot orgasm coursed through Seth’s body. He let out a howl, as his big dick infused volleys of infected cum into the boy’s body. He collapsed on top of James, who lay still. After catching his breath, he withdrew from the boy. Seth reached down and yanked the T-shirt off over James’ head. With an anguished moan James flipped over to watch his assailant. James’ eyes trailed to the venomous cock that had raped him. It was still semi-erect and slimy with blood and shit and cum. Casually, Seth cleaned his dick on James’ white Tee, and tossed it on the bed. As he dressed, he stared at the boy. Beneath his ass, the sheets were soaked with blood and cum. He went over to James and pulled him upright. He bent his head back and planted a hard sloppy kiss on his lips while he dug his fingers into his ass. He held up his scummy fingers up to the boy. Obediently James sucked them into his mouth. They came out clean.

Chapter 2 – Finn is FFun My buddy Will came over to have a fun evening. I’d prepped the space with all my equipment, toys, lube, and plenty of T for our enjoyment. Will brought a few prepared rigs since I was taking my first slam tonight. He slammed me and gave my ass a fantastic workout. Now, we’re resting, smoking, and cruising for more guys. “Whadda you think about this guy?” asked Will. He showed me a pic of a hot guy, around our age, with a tight, hairy body and a long cock. I’ve played with him before, but he doesn’t party. Since I was seriously fucked up tonight, we decided to pass and try to find someone who was OK with us being spun. We went back and forth trying to find someone, but we ruled out a lot of guys. Some we knew didn’t party, others didn’t get into fisting, and a few weren’t available to play tonight. Finally, we found our guy. His profile name was FFuckurcunT. His profile listed fisting as an activity and the T on the end suggested he partied. Will sent him an email and quickly got a reply. “You guys playing tonight?” “Yeah, we’re spun out and I just used my buddy’s ass.” “Sounds good. Any pics?” We hadn’t taken any action pics, so Will pulled out the plug, I got on all fours, and Will took a few pics of my swollen asslips. We sent them to him and asked for some of him. “Fuckin’ hot! Think he can take more tonight?” He also attached a few more pics, none showing his face. He was a little older, around 60, and well built. He had a strong, hairy chest, and a thick uncut cock. No ass pics, but the cock shot was from the side, and it looked like he had a hairy ass too. Will gave him the address, and he said he’d be there in about 30 minutes. We told him to just come up the stairs above the garage when he got here. Will stuck the plug back in my ass, told me to get in the sling again, and then went downstairs to unlock the door. When Will returned, he brought the pipe and torch over to the sling. He twisted the plug in my ass first, then sparked up the torch. We’d blown a few clouds while looking for another guy, but now we went at it in earnest. We each took a few hits and shotgunned some back and forth. I was extremely wasted by now. Will lubed up his hands and told me to pull out the plug. I took it out and handed it to him. He put it on the table and proceeded to slide his hand into my ass. He went slowly through my ass this time around and wasn’t going very deep. “I want to keep you open for when he gets here.” I nodded my agreement and lay back in the sling for a sensuous ride. We’d been at it for a while when we heard the door downstairs open and close, followed by footsteps on the stairs. “Fuck, yeah! We’ll have fun tonight.” Both Will and I nodded our agreement. He told us his name was Finn, and we introduced ourselves. The whole time we were chatting, Will had his hand in my ass. Finn stripped off his shirt and jeans, showing us a hot, hairy body. He had hair everywhere! There was a dense mat on his chest, a good bit on his back and ass. He had on a red jock that he decided to keep on, but I knew we’d get his hot cock out at some point. He pulled out a pipe and suggested we join him in blowing some clouds. He had short dark hair, and his face was complemented by a short beard that was shot through with grey. He was tall and had the look of a college days jock. Hot! I got out of the sling, and Will and I walked to the bed. Finn had already melted some crystals and taken a hit, so he passed the materials on to me. I took a nice hit and held it. Damn, this was some good stuff! I passed it to Will for his enjoyment. We smoked for a bit, then Finn told me to get in the sling. I was eager to comply and looked forward to having his hairy paws inside me. Finn lubed up his hands and placed one at my hole. He probed my ass with his fingertips, letting them dance across my swollen lips. He’d stick a few fingers in, move them around, then pull back out again. I looked over and saw Will on the bed, eagerly watching the scene that was unfolding in front of him. We smiled at each other, sensing that we had made a good addition to our night. “Do some poppers” Finn said, motioning to the bottles on the table near me. I uncapped the brown bottle and took a snort in each nostril. Before capping it, I offered the bottle to Finn who shook his head. Once they were capped and on the table, Finn inserted his hand. Fuck, this man had huge hands! Finn pushed past my sphincter, slipping deeper and deeper into my ass. With the poppers and the T, my ass was ready for anything. He was in me just past his wrist. He connected eyes with me and asked, “Deeper?” I nodded, and he slid in further. “Deeper?” I nodded, and he slid in further. “Deeper?” I nodded, and he told me to take some poppers before he slid in further. I grabbed the bottle and opened it. Finn was flexing his hand inside my ass, and I was using it to apply pressure to his hand. I snorted some more poppers and put the bottle down. The fumes made my ass open even more. Finn slid well into my second hole and was now getting through the big curve. This would lead his huge hands inside my colon. “Fuck, man, that is one hot ass!” he exclaimed. In my popper and T addled haze, I could only nod my agreement. Once again, my ass was all that I could focus on. This hot stud was penetrating me deeply, just lightly vibrating his hand inside me, sending shock waves through my body. With all the chems running through my body, I was ecstatic. Finn’s arm was brushing my prostate, and my cock started to spurt out some tasty cum. Will was there to take my still leaking cock into his mouth. He moved up to share some of my sweet load in a kiss with me. I groaned, and Finn commented on how hot it was to see us making out like this. Of course, Finn still had his arm firmly shoved up my ass. Finn started on some small in-and-out motions. Given the size of his arm and how deep he was in my ass, the sensations I was feeling were out of this world. He certainly knew how to make an ass feel good! He pulled most of the way out and started probing around his arm with fingers from his other hand. I reached down to open my ass more, and he quickly got all four fingers from his other hand in alongside his arm. He was giving me an amazing stretch, and I rode the endorphins it released. He’d slide his arm out a bit, then shove it back in with some fingers alongside it. He was working my hole like a maestro. “Damn, you should meet my buddy, Kevin. He’d love to play in your ass.” “Invite him over”, I replied. Still working my hole, Finn replied, “Well, he likes to slam, and I don’t know if you guys are OK with that.” “Then you should definitely invite him over.” So, Finn slid out of my ass, the Acorn went back in, and I got out of the sling. Finn wrapped me in his arms and whispered a thank you in my ear as he led me back to the bed. I lay down and propped my legs up, and Will immediately started playing with the plug in my hole. Finn said he’d text Kevin to see if he was available. Will mentioned that he’d taken some pics while Finn was working my ass over and we could include those in the text. Finn sent off a text, and we sat back to rest, rehydrate, and relax as we awaited a reply.

I usally don't mix my play with the gym or my gym routine. However, I made a huge exception with this bro that I've seen at the gym quite abit. Picture 5'11, 198 pounds of solid beef, curly black hair, brown eyes, pecs and a huge white boy bubblebutt in short gym shorts! We chatted abit and then headed over to his place for beers. I found out real quick his GF is outta town and he wanted to fuck! I told him that he'd first have to sit that fat ass on my face! I tongued that bro cunt like no tomorrow as he jerked off, got hard, then fucked me ! His fucking babies leaked outta my ass afterwards as he sat back on my face and I flossed my teeth with his butt crack hair and shot my load!

So I heard that there was cruising going on at my local Homedepot and I decided to check it out because I was in desperate need of a load up my ass or down my throat. I put on my flimsy cut-off jeans shorts, a tank top that barely covered anything and some boots. When I arrived at Homedepot the parking lot was pretty empty. I went straight to the back of the store where the toilets are. There were some guys and maybe two or three women walking in the isles. I checked out the bathroom but there was nobody. I stayed near the bathroom and pretended that I was looking for an AC filter. After a couple of minutes I noticed that a guy in his late 50s with thick gray hair was checking me out. I bent over pretending to look at some items in the lower shelves and I could feel him staring at my ass. He was exactly what I was looking for! A hot daddy. Maybe even married. I knelt down in front of the shelves spreading my legs and touched my crotch. Let's see if he is looking for a slut to use or if he is going to walk away. I was in luck and he touched his crotch too. Not wanting to waist any time I got up and walked into the still empty bathroom. I heard him following me and my heart was racing in excitement. He joined me in the very last stall and stood in front of me. I un-bottomed my shorts and he touched my chest with the both hands. He obviously enjoyed my smooth skin and erect nipples. I unbuckled his belt and unzipped his fly. The guy was twisting and pinching my nipples while I was unpacking his dick which was already rock hard! “Take that shirt off!”, he commanded quietly. I obeyed and hung my shirt on a hook while he was closing the door of the stall. His cut dick was facing up at almost 45 degrees I couldn't help staring at it. “I hope you are a bottom!” I just nodded and touched his fat twitching fuck meat. In one movement he grabbed me by the hips turned me around and pulled down my shorts. He positioned the head of his dick at my hole and said: “Your fucking cunt is wet. Do you have some loads in you already?” I shook my head and said: “No. That's lube.” He pushed pushed his rock hard dick slowly inside me and grunted. I don't have to tell you how great it feels when a bare cock penetrates you. The guy grabbed me by the hips and started fucking me aggressively. I had to hold on to the wall in front of me with both hands to not loose my balance. Suddenly someone came into the restroom. The guy stopped the fucking abruptly but remained inside me with the head of his dick. We both held our breath and heard someone urinating for quite a long time. My fucker obviously couldn't wait anymore and slid his dick inside me very slowly. He fucked me in super slow motion while the guy was still peeing. Him sliding his bare dick in and out of me so slowly almost took me over the edge. We both were did not make a sound while he kept screwing me. Finally I heard the guy flushing the urinal and leaving. I let out a deep moan and my fucker groaned: “I'm gonna cum so hard inside you!” He picked up the fuck speed again abusing my cunt hard. “Fucking bitch! Take my load!”, he said in a very deep voice. He grabbed my hips firmly and I felt his muscles spasm as he was shooting his hot cum inside me. Without touching myself a shoot my load too covering the wall and toilet in-front of me with cum. I moved a little bit forward but the guy pulled me back and said: “Hold still bitch! I'm still cuming!” And I actually felt his boner still pulsating inside me. After he emptied his balls in my guts he finally pulled his dick out. It left my cunt gaping and I felt cum running down the inside of my naked thigh. The guy left without saying a word. He didn't even close the door to the stall. So I turned around closed the door, pulled my shorts up and put my shirt back on. As I walked thru the store back to the parking lot I wondered if anyone would notice the cum on my naked legs. As I drove home thinking about how the guy fucked and used my like a slut made me smile. Maybe there are guys cruising at Lowe's too I thought.

I'm bi and entirely bottom for guys and tend towards the submissive as well. I love for my arse to take a good thrashing whilst I am being fucked but of everything I live for that moment when a complete stranger cums inside me. It is an addiction and when I don't get it for a while it affects my mood. When I do get it, I am desperate for the next one and the next one. I love dark rooms our out cruising late at night when it's dark but I've also found I love wearing my blindfold hood in a random hotel room somewhere with the door unlocked ready for guys to just walk in and dump their loads into me and I'm always looking for those elusive tops who want to hook up and as well as use me themselves, spend the night in the hotel room trawling the apps, online, or taking me to take loads - all whilst I am blindfolded. I'm planning to try to get away more often for the rest of this year (to any UK tops who are reading this that are within about 2 hours of Nottingham, and would love to whore me - get in touch. If you're on fabguys my handle there is slut_tony and on grindr I usually keep it to something like "cum dump" with the first u a squirt icon. Right now my photo over there is me holding a phone up to take the photo - grey canterbury shirt with their logo in red. I do not care about age, looks, size, etc. and I will always take quantity over quality. I'd rather be fucked 5 times by mediocre tops than spend the same time being banged by one god (though that's fine too, of course...just given the choice... lol) and I pride myself in never refusing a bare cock, ever. I hate condoms with a passion. They make me sore, they dull the feeling and I feel cheated at the end...to the extent I can literally count on one hand how often I've been fucked with a top wearing one. For me, it's no glove or no love.

I was asking you why someone would vote for an old man in volumes of 81 million, But then the number goes down significantly less for the next person with (D) after their name. I wasn't asking "do you think there's someone out there who's never heard the word "narrative" before, and is going to be totally amazed.

I lost my anal virginity to a bare cock and loved it so much

I'm in Palm Springs and went to Club 541 last night. I bred an ass in a fuck box, and got bred twice in the slings. For those of you hoping to try the fuck box thing, it looks like they have 3 now. I was stiff from traveling and couldn't get myself into position, but hope to take a load or two that way tonight.

Wearing my steel ring

Wearing my silicone ring

Sam has 2 great housemates! 😈💦☣️ well worth the wait @chunkychains - you’re a great sleazy talented author 😈

I (somewhat) hate to say it, but I kinda want every man to gang up to hold him down as they take turns fucking him. Chester holds his head, petting him, saying what a good faggot he's being. Really make that night the night.

There's a saying in the BDSM community...."don't yuck someone's yum." Don't be ignorant and don't spout stupid myths that the right spouts about gay men all the time. They say this about anal sex even though more straight people have anal sex than gay people. There's a way to ask this question nicely, and then there's the way you did it. Pics or it didn't happen. Please?

Yes I've had this hsppen to me when their was an insufficient amount of lube and/or going to hard and fast. I stop for a while and it always heals quickly. If it doesn't take a longer break. There is no point in having wrecked hole that's not usable. Also wear is the tear?

I was a young teen when I became sexually active so many of my experiences were outdoors. First time I was fucked and bred was on the grounds at my school. Second time was in a toilet at a public swimming pool then gay nudist beaches, once in a cave and a lot of times in a changing room at a very expensive boutique with the owner for free or discounted clothes, a yacht, my car and on a car bonnet. Fucked but not always bred at saunas, sex clubs, parks alleyways and hotels. My most memorable time was on a gay beach in Sitges that turned into a cruising area at night. I went with a tall German man I met at a bar. He fucked me with his thick as a beer can cock against the wall underneath the promenade. One man after another appeared watching ud and it didn't take long till we were surrounded by men. I felt hands all over me, my cock and nipples sucked. I sucked one cock after another and rimmed a few holes too. The German pulled out and let other men fuck me when they were ready to cum. I cleaned their cocks and and a few pissed in my mouth. Bred by 10 men but no loads from the German and I could have had a few more but he decided it was enough. He took me back to his hotel which was the one I also was staying in . He bred 3 loads into my sloppy cum filled mancunt

Lube, patience and trust. Toys are good to open you up, but nothing beats a patient top to get you there. Most of it is in your head. You need to relax, but you also need to be in control. I do not recommend enhancements until you've taken a fist sober. Some disagree, but that's MY rule. Patience and communication have gotten my fists into many virgin holes. You may not get it in the first time (or the 10th time), but practice and relaxation WILL get you there. In no time, you'll have the cavernous hole you desire!

I've filmed a lot of sex. There HAVE been times when I got a blowjob or was offered up a lovely cummy hole, but for the most part, that's NOT a fringe benefit. The performers are usually exhausted, dehydrated and irritated by the stop, reset lights, stop, more lube, stop, pull out, get the cum shot, go back get the better angle, etc. The crew are usually tired from being in those positions to GET the good shots. Rare are the shoots where it magically all happens and the shots are caught and the angles and lighting is right. Although, I have always told anyone filming for me "if you're not hard filming it, they aren't going to be hard watching it." Sometimes, the obvious boner will catch someone's attention and they'll get some afterwards, but we're all there to do a job. Play doesn't happen until the work is done and usually by then, the hormones have worn off and the desire is more manageable. That's not to say I haven't played with guys I've filmed - just not usually on set.

I do. I can release half of the next chapter to satisfy some guys and the next half later.

I love how at the 6:00 mark he just shoves it in and holds the bottom down as the bottom screams. Would be an honor to serve a top like that...

I often get comments from the guys I drop my shorts for who say things like: "you have a beautiful ass, you like guys playing with your ass, don't you..I'm going to massage your ass until you scream to have me penetrate your little pussy." While being tormented by the guy rubbing his cock up and down the crack of my ass, and trying to penetrate my pussy with his tongue, I urge him on to penetrate my pussy because I need it so badly. Because he can't hold back for very long, he soon slowly penetrates me, then pushes his cock all the way inside me. Soon he stops thrusting, holds his cock all the way inside me, then says: "you know what I'm doing, don't you? Can you feel my hot load streaming inside you? I say: "Yes, it feels so good to have your hot load inside me." So, I think that my "ass would be fun" for you. My profile picture shows how long and thick his cock is. Hope you enjoyed reading this, and I'm sure you will be doing some magical thinking about what it would be like to be doing to me what my profile picture demonstrates...... Cheers, Jamie

Always love this video - clearly that deep ring on the bottom needed to be muscled open [think before following links] https://www.gayforit.eu/video/232346/Ty-Roberts-and-streetwhore-Sunny

“One last time” I said, holding Bailey’s shoulders and looking him directly in the eyes. “Are you sure about this?” “For the last time, yes!” he said, smiling back at me. “Let’s go get me pozzed.” My dick hardened hearing him say that, not least because the idea of finally topping him had come into my mind a couple of days before. I had decided that, at some point that night, there was going to come a moment when I would plough my cock into his hole, and relish in fucking my boyfriend through all the poz loads he would be filled with by then. He did not know I planned to do this, probably assuming I would be getting fucked round the clock as well, but this was something I wanted to do more than anything at this point. Maybe the prospect of becoming toxic was making me into less of a bottom and thus a potential gifter myself? Who knows, but I knew that night I would find an opportunity to flip things with Bailey for a change. We were heading for Omar’s place again, this time with Bailey driving us there in his old banger of a car. Our host was apparently feeling not only ready but also eager to have some fun again, after Jeff had slipped away around the same time Bailey and I were finally talking about everything the morning after my gangbang. A month had since passed, and it seemed that Omar had decided that he did not have to deny himself distracting fun while grieving his partner. A month had also been long enough for Bailey to convince me that he was serious about wanting to join me on this journey, and if anything the fact that I had somehow still not converted was only making him more eager as he thought about us both getting turned together. I have to confess that this was also doing it for me, despite my slight frustration at my body’s apparent ability to repel that which I was seeking. We pulled up at the house after a couple of wrong turns en route, and then sat in silence with the engine off for a little bit. Bailey was facing straight out the front window, and seemed to have disappeared into himself. “It’s OK if you don’t want to do this now that we’re here” I said, putting my hand on his shoulder. “There’s no rush, if you even want to do this at all.” “No, no, it’s not that” he said, turning to face me. “I just suddenly thought about the other guys back at the house, and what this could all mean.” “Yeah” I said. “I’ve thought about that too.” “Did you come up with anything?” he asked. “Well” I started, “things are already different because of you and me. I reckon there might be something between Tom and Marcus now as well, and something is also up with Sean and Josh. Everything’s changing as it is, so we’ll just have to deal with it in amongst all that.” “So you’ve seen that too?” Bailey said, smiling. “I mean, Tom and Marc are like the worst-kept secret going, but I was also wondering about Sean and J.“ “I’m starting to wonder if any of us will end up with a woman” I said, chuckling. “Do you reckon any of them would be into this?” he asked. “Never say never” I replied with a wink, before opening the door and getting out. We walked up to the house, but the front door opened before we could even ring the bell. Omar greeted me with a hug, and then did the same to Bailey even though they’d never met. He then showed us into the living room, and much like last time we settled in to drink, smoke and chat with everyone else for a bit. I could tell Bailey was nervous, but he got more comfortable as he answered questions about himself, talked about how our relationship was going, and also spilled the beans on some of the more notable orgies at the house as well as his own exploits with older men. The men lapped it up and I could sense the heat increasing in the room, meaning we would soon be out in the playroom getting down to business. While Bailey was distracted telling one particular story about a bukkake evening I quietly confided in Harry and Sid about my desire to fuck my boyfriend, and they agreed to make sure I was given the opportunity whenever I wanted during the course of the night. When we moved into the playroom, Bailey and I were both stripped down and then re-dressed in leather gear. Bailey looked so fucking hot in the collar, cuffs, harness and boots they put him in, and I could tell he liked the similar garb that I was now wearing. Omar steered him over to the sling and got him settled and cuffed in, and then I joined him over there standing at his side. I watched Omar get him loosened up before sliding in his poz dick, before a hand on my back encouraged me to bend forward so my face was next to my boyfriend’s. I was still able to watch his expression as he knowingly got fucked with a toxic cock for the first time, while enjoying the feel of another making its way into me. I never looked back to see who was fucking me, instead focusing on Bailey and occasionally kissing him without causing too much interruption of Omar’s own view of the gorgeous stud he was ploughing. We both got fucked and bred several times in those positions, before Harry appeared opposite me and indicated that the time had come. I straightened up, then made my way round to stand between Bailey’s legs. I gently stroked around his hole with my finger, before stepping up closer and placing my hands on the chains. Only then did I make eye contact with him, and in that moment I knew beyond all doubt that I was in love with him. His eyes had a pleading quality, and it was clear he wanted this as much as I did. I stepped in closer and leaned forward so that I could kiss his stomach, and as I did so a couple of the guys unhooked Bailey’s wrists from the sling chains. We both shuffled a little until we were face to face, and he threw his arms round my back and pulled me in for a long and deep kiss. “Please” he whispered, as our lips moved apart. I smiled at him, and then stood up straight, used one of my hands to help catch his hole with my cock, and pushed in. I’m not honestly sure either of us was really aware of there being several other men around us at any point. Our eyes were locked on each other’s continuously, as I took on the role of top for the very first time ever in our relationship. In reality, that night was also the first time I had ever seen Bailey bottom, though I of course knew by then that he had been giving it up to a large number of older men. But we had stuck to our normal roles since getting together, even with everything out in the open at home, and only there in that moment in Omar’s playroom were things changing. We did not say a word, nor did we need to, as we both just seemed to understand that this was going to be a regular part of our lives hereafter. This was going to be the x-factor that separated the platonic from the romantic when it came to sex. Yeah, we loved each other and would now happily say so, but for over a year there had already been fucking, kissing and cuddling. Bailey giving himself to me was what stood things apart from how they had been before, and we were never going back. Funnily enough, every time I took him that night, whether he was in the sling, strapped to the bench or cross, or wherever it was he was being used before my opportunity came again, it was a private moment. Literally speaking these fucks were obviously not private given the audience we had, but our intense connection made the rest of the room drop away every time. Of course, there was a lot more to the night than Bailey and I moving to a new level in our evolving relationship. I had somehow not converted so there was an urgency and frustration behind the power-fucks these old men were giving me, whilst Bailey was being treated as the guest of honour this time and was thus living out some of what I had experienced before. The major difference was that there were few other things going on, with the men focusing their energies and cum supplies almost exclusively on the two of us. Bailey’s hole was basically never empty, and mine only got a break when it was time for me to top him again. Not that either of us were complaining: I was obviously a cock-hungry cumdump, and it turned out the man I loved could be too. I think I enjoyed it most when we were in it together in some way, whether that be in a 69 while both getting ploughed, side-by-side on all fours while able to look at each other, or any number of other positions around the room where we could still be connected while both being fucked and bred by toxic cock after toxic cock. Strangely enough, there was not a lot of poz talk going on that night, I guess because everyone knew what was happening, and no-one seemed to need to be turned on any more than they already were. Perhaps there had been some viagra and energy drinks, as the men lasted all night this time. Dawn was breaking before things wound down, by which point all hope of keeping count of how many poz loads Bailey and I had each taken had been lost. Our sore and gaping holes were evidence enough that we had been well-bred, and as each guy shook our hands or patted us on the back, their tattoos and other aspects of their appearance made it clear that no-one had been shooting blanks. “That was amazing” Bailey said to me, as we held each other under the hot shower in Omar’s guest bathroom. “It was” I said. “Seeing you give yourself up like that was incredible.” “Seeing and feeling you top me was the best part” he said. “For me too” I said, before pulling away a little to be able to look into his face as the water was deflected by the back of my head. “I love you” I said, for the very first time. I felt him start to tremble slightly, and so I leaned in and planted my lips on his. We kissed for quite some time, before eventually pulling apart, staring into each other’s eyes for a while, and then finally getting on with washing each other. We said nothing more as we finished up, got out and dried ourselves, and then re-dressed and headed back downstairs. Omar saw us out, and we headed for the car. A week later we both started to feel unwell, and we were soon fully taken over by the fuck flu. The other guys took really good care of us while doing their best not to catch it themselves, unaware that this was not that kind of flu. Eventually we were better, and on top of doing what we both needed in order to get caught up on what we missed in lectures, we also headed to a clinic in town and got tested. Bailey was so turned on by the fact that we had converted together that we ended up fucking like rabbits for several days afterwards, not concerning ourselves with the decisions we would eventually have to take about meds, honesty with the guys, and all that. However, Bailey’s experiments with a sharpie, some designs off the internet and some bits of tracing paper stuck onto different parts of his skin suggested to me that he actually wanted to be open about his status, and that turned me on even more. His hole got several workouts when he stuck a mock biohazard tramp-stamp on his lower back, and I think we both knew he would soon have some actual ink there one way or another. A month after our positive tests, we headed back to Omar’s for what he called our Recharge Party. Harry texted me about it and said they only occasionally did it, and basically the plan was for us to be guests of honour again so that we could top up our systems with more of their gifts. However, the evening would be a bit more of a free-for-all, with Bailey and I both encouraged to top the men or each other if we so wished, and as had been the case at my solo gangbang, they would all be having fun with each other too. This sounded like a lot of fun, particularly as Bailey and I had been feigning monogamy back at the house to avoid any issues, so we eagerly drove back over on the chosen Friday night. We were both a lot more relaxed as we were just there to have fun with a nice group of men, some of whom I was starting to think of as friends, and we were well into some bottles of champagne prior to events beginning when the doorbell rang. Omar went to answer it, and when he returned with someone else in tow, Bailey and I got the shock of our lives. “Sam!” I exclaimed. “What the fuck are you doing here?” Bailey asked, looking a little panicked. “I, er, followed you to see where you guys go” Sam said, still slightly hiding behind Omar. “Can I join your party?” Bailey and I turned and looked at one another, our mouths agape. But then, as I was about to come up with some sort of lie to tell Sam, I saw a glint form in my boyfriend’s eye. He closed his mouth into a wicked grin, and I knew that there would be no lies tonight. Sam had unknowingly walked into the lion’s den, and the night had taken a whole new turn… To be continued

(sorry for the delay) The quiet that descended as most of the guys headed out the door late morning was a godsend, as I sat at the kitchen table with a strong coffee and a very busy head. My mind was incoherently flitting between memories of the gangbang, the emotionally-charged encounter with Jeff, and the complete mess that was everything to do with Bailey. It had taken all of me to exhibit some sense of normality with everyone during the morning after my return, always feeling on edge that someone was going to bring up where I had been the night before. Fortunately everyone was so preoccupied with getting out to various sports venues, and eventually there was peace as almost all of them headed off. All except Bailey, who came into the kitchen freshly showered a few minutes after the place emptied. He pottered around making some breakfast and coffee for himself, before sitting down opposite me. “You OK mate?” he asked. “Yeah” I replied. “Just a bit tired.” He started eating and I went back to looking at my phone in a vain attempt to distract myself. “Can I ask you something?” he piped up after a while, causing my stomach to suddenly tie itself in knots. “Sure” I said, turning to look out of the window. “Where is it you go when you’re out all night?” he asked. I sat and stared out the window, my mind running through all sorts of vague ‘just here and there’ or ‘out and about’ answers I could give. But somehow I could not bring myself to dismiss this conversation. “I need a cigarette” I said, before taking a last gulp of my coffee, standing up and heading out into the back garden. As I was fumbling with my lighter in the breeze, Bailey appeared next to me having pulled on someone’s hoodie that had been on a chair. I held the pack out to him, he took one, and once I had got my own lit I helped him do the same. We stood on the patio for a moment, before I went over and sat down on a bench against the wall of the house with him then following suit, both of us staring out over the rather patchy lawn. “I guess we need to talk about some stuff then” he said. “Yeah” I said. “Do you want to go first, or shall I?” he said. “I think I better” I replied. “Once I’m done, we’ll see if you still want to say anything to me at all.” What followed was a semi-chronological, only partially coherent monologue, with me recounting to him my first explorations of sex outside of the house, the escalation in the seediness of what I was after, and the eventual arrival at Harry and Sid’s. I gave him some details of what had gone down the previous night, and then came on to my confusion and internal conflict over him. When I was done, we sat in silence for a while, before he reached for the packet of cigarettes next to me and lit himself another. “So you’re deliberately trying to get pozzed” he said. “I probably already have been” I replied, after lighting up another cigarette myself. “I can’t explain it really, but it just feels like something I need.” “OK” he said. “OK?” I asked, after waiting to see if he was going to say anything more. “Yeah, OK” he said, before turning to me. “Mate, we’ve all assumed you have been out there getting something you don’t get here, and now at least I know what it is.” “Oh” I said. “You mean you guys have talked about me?” “Yeah” he said, with a warm smile. “But in a good way.” I smiled back at him, momentarily feeling at ease before I remembered I had just laid literally everything out bare to Bailey. “But” he said, “before we talk about the other thing, I think it’s only fair if I come clean too.” “About what?” I asked. “Well” he began, “it’s about all the girls I’ve been sleeping with outside the house.” “Yeah?” I asked. “There, um, haven’t been any” he said, turning back to look at the garden. “I, er, well…” “It’s OK” I said, reaching out and putting my hand on his shoulder. “After what I’ve just revealed, you can tell me anything.” He took a couple of deep draws on the cigarette, and then stubbed it out in the ashtray sitting between us. “We’re not so different” he said. “Because when I’ve said I’ve been out sleeping with girls, I’ve actually been with guys.” “Yeah?” I said. “Older guys” he continued. “I, er, kind of like giving myself to older guys.” “Well, you know I get that” I said. “What do you do with them?” “I fuck them, or they fuck me” he said. “Mostly them fucking me.” “With condoms?” I asked. “No” he said. “Are you on PrEP?” “No” he replied, shaking his head. “Have you been tested?” I asked. “Yeah” he said. “I would never bring something into the house.” “But you’re not taking any precautions” I said. “I told you we weren’t so different” he chuckled. We sat for a moment, with him looking out at the garden while I instead gazed at him from the side. “I love you” he suddenly said. “Like, when you said earlier about your confusion about me, I just wanted you to know that for me it’s easy because I know that I love you.” I was a little too stunned by this sudden declaration to say anything, and we sat motionless and silent for quite a long time. But as I emerged out of my own head I realised his eyes were beginning to dampen, and gut instinct took over. I lifted the ashtray off the seat and put it on the armrest next to me, and then I slid over and put my arm around him. He leant his head against me, and I squeezed him tight as I buried by nose in his hair. “Are you gay?” I quietly asked. “Yes” he said. He then raised up his head and turned to me, and I dove in and planted my lips on his. The kiss was short but intense, before we separated but then rested our foreheads against each other. “Take me with you next time” he whispered. “What?” I replied. “When you go and see those guys again, take me with you” he said. “I want to be part of it with you.” My mind was reeling, as this conversation had been unlike anything I had experienced before. I had come out as a probably-pozzed-already bugchasing cumdump to a man I then professed confused feelings for with some certainty that he would reject me. Now here he was saying he loved me, confessing to being a bit of a cumdump for old men himself, and seeking to join me on this journey. It was a hell of a lot to take in. “Are you sure?” I asked. “You know what it means.” “Yes” he said. “It means we can do it together, and not have to worry.” I decided right then to go with it, and not let my doubts or confusion get in the way. I didn’t know whether I loved Bailey too, but in that moment I knew that I easily could if given time and headspace to sort it all out. What I definitely could do was be someone with a partner, and especially an absolutely drop-dead gorgeous stud who wanted to share in the fun exploits I enjoyed without judgement or concern. I wouldn’t rush into anything to make sure he had time to think it all through, not least because Harry, Sid and the others would no doubt need a few days to get their energy back, but given the risks Bailey had been taking already I suspected that following my lead was going to come naturally to him. Either that, or he was going to have a panic-stricken epiphany, sort himself out, and then get on PrEP. But that could all wait, and for now I decided just to bite the bullet. I pulled him back in tighter and put my lips to his again, and this time we kissed deeply and for a long time. Eventually the heat of it took us over and we headed back inside and up to bed, where for the next few hours while the house was empty, Bailey made love to me repeatedly and without restraint. It was the kind of session where the world shrinks to just the bed and the two of you, connected as though sharing one body, and I don’t think either of us had ever experienced anything like it before. We were so worn out by the end that we did not bother to get up when we heard some of the other guys starting to return, and just allowed ourselves to drift off to sleep in each other’s arms. To be continued

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Part 6 Ollie turned yet another left and had to admit to himself that he was lost! He had followed Stan's directions but was now on a country lane headed out of town. On either side of the road were steep banks leading to fields and if he had stopped to watch and listen he could have seen how magnificent the views were and so tranquil with the quiet air only interrupted by the mooing of cows in the fields. Ollie stopped and lit a cigarette just as an open top sports car with three young guys as driver and passengers passed him. It seemed to slow, Ollie looked and the passenger in the back seat stood looked straight at Ollie and started to massage a huge imaginary cock. The other two in the car fell apart laughing. Ollie stuck two fingers up at them and yet again cursed Stan. It seemed within seconds that the heavens then opened up. Rain poured down. The sky which had only moments ago played host to a warm Sun had now turned an angry black and rain cascaded down bouncing off the hard ground as if the soil was too hot for it. Ahead Ollie could see that the sports car had pulled over and three soaked guys were frantically trying to raise the sun roof whilst the rain battered the pristine car interior. Ollie for once let out a loud roar of laughter. Then he realised that he was now soaked himself. Large puddles were forming in the road and were turning a nasty shade of brown as rivers formed and were rushing down toward the road from the steep banks unable to soak up the amount of rain falling. Then to add to his bad luck a large tractor sped past him and sent a huge wave of muddy water all over him. His curly hair now hung limply from his head and he appeared to resemble a young soldier in facial and bodily camouflage. His morale had sunk to a new low and then he saw it. Ahead was the large house owned by Stan, it was just a few metres away. The rage in Ollie was almost at fever point when he rapped on the door. At first there was no answer which enraged Ollie still further as he suffered the ignominy of the gutter above him overflowing sending a waterfall of grimy water over his head. As the door opened Ollie stood there like a drowned rat covered in the foulest muddy water imaginable. " You fuckin prick " Ollie shouted as he barged his way into the house. " Hey calm down, what's the problem? " and as Ollie looked up he was not looking at Stan. " Who are you " asked a bewildered Ollie " I am Louis, Stan's husband " " he raped me " stammered a confused Ollie. " Who Stan ? I dont think he sees that way " " he told me so himself, well I mean he said he fucked me. The thing is I dont remember that at all ". Louis had to think quickly and said " look why dont you come in, dry your clothes and I will call Stan. He is out at the moment but wont be too long . In the meantime can I get you a drink? " " yea a stiff one " replied Ollie. " I have just the thing, something that will relax you " and Louis inwardly smiled as his dick went rock hard !

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Sorry guys life caught up with me been a wild few years, but have been working on this for a while and next instalment should be out Tuesday

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

Love to be made to submit, so punched, kicked, dropped to the ground, bound and then slapped, whipped and kicked with no mercy before having my holes filled. So yes, I like being hurt.

College Surprise Koa’s POV “Hey, do you want to go to a party?” Jensen asked me, as he passed me his weed vape for the umph time since we got back to his dorm room. I still had a good buzz going on from before. “It’s off campus, so you don’t have to worry anything. My friends always throw the best parties,” he said grinning at me. “I know they’d love to meet and get to know you,” he said giving one of his now familiar grins. “Sounds cool,” I said smiling back at Jensen enjoying my high, as I sat back on his bunkbed taking another hit of the vape before passing it back to Jensen. I hadn’t expecting anything like this when I arrived at Cromwell College this morning. I was expecting the usual BS colleges do for prospective students. Yeah, sure we did the tour, got to meet a few professors, and watched a lecture presentation about life on campus. Yet, when we were handed over to our hosts for the weekend things changed. Jensen, my host, told me he didn’t want to bore me with shit that really didn’t matter unless I decide to go to CC in the fall. So, we hit up the local coffee shop on campus before heading to relax on a small hill overlooking the dorm Jensen lived in this term. He asked me about myself, I told him about my family, there was only my dad, who owns a small internet company and my fourteen-year-old brother. My mom died in a traffic accident when Aspen, my little brother was four. I swam all through elementary, middle, and high school, but I didn’t want to swim in college. I was afraid it would cut into my major in photography and creative writing. “Fuck, I can’t believe it’s almost 90 degrees in May,” Jensen said, before pulling off his polo shirt exposing his toned chest and abs. “Come on take off your shirt and get comfortable, I know you’ve got to be sweating your balls off,” he chuckled, as he ran his hand down his chest before grabbing and squeezing what seemed a nice thick piece of meat between his legs as if he were adjusting it. My gaydar was going off like crazy, as I gazed over at my now shirtless host. I had to play this carefully, I was still deep in the closet. One wrong move and Jensen could kick my ass for being a fag, but I couldn’t help he seemed to be flirting with me. I lived in a small coastal town in South Carolina, the last thing in the world I wanted was being outed in town since I was on the school swim team. My life would become a living hell and so would my brother’s. I wasn’t a complete virgin, having the opportunity to do some oral with a couple of tourists at a beach outdoor restroom and shower, but that was it. I pulled off my shirt and kicked off my shoes enjoying the feel of the warm grass between my toes. At home all I wore were cargo shorts and rarely wore regular shoes unless absolutely necessary, I preferred being barefoot or wear just flip flops. I glanced over at Jensen to see him smile and nod at me, which caused me to bone up right away. It was as if my dick had no self-control suddenly. “Fuck, I need a hit, you cool?” Jensen asked diverting my attention from my boner as he pulled out a vape and hit it a couple of times. “Shit, I needed that, here take a couple of hits,” he said with a grin passing me the vape. I’d done weed a couple of times at parties, but I tried to stay away from it. It made want to do certain things, and that wasn’t a good thing in my small town. I thought briefly about saying no, but I didn’t want to look like a killjoy to Jensen. I took the vape and hit it a couple of times, and damn I was flying higher than I had before. This was some serious shit. “Let’s head back to my room and order some ‘Za, before the munchies set in,” Jensen chuckled, getting up, tucking his shirt into the back of his pants. “Here let me help you up,” he said reaching down to help me up. The next thing I knew Jensen had pulled me up against his slightly sweaty body. I almost thought he was going to kiss me as he gazed into my eyes, instead he just grinned at me, before heading back to his dorm. I grabbed my shoes and shirt jogging slightly to catch up with Jensen. Did I just imaging everything because of the weed or what? Jensen’s POV Holy fuckin’ shit, I was going to owe Simon bigtime once I managed to get this kid to tonight’s party, though judging from his reaction to my pulling off my shirt and squeezing my fuck meat I didn’t think there was going to be any trouble getting into his hot lil’ boy cunt. Koa was a serious piece of ass. His thick wavy golden blond hair just begged you to run your fingers through it as you grabbed a fistful of it yanking him back as you rammed deep inside him. His golden tan told of countless hours spent in the sun, I could see he had a serious speedo tan line from being a swimmer as his pants sagged a bit. Koa’s 5’10” slender body was nicely toned from years of swimming. His ears were pierced with what had to be three or four karat diamond earrings looked hot on Koa, though a pair of green biohazard earrings would look even hotter on him once we we’re done with him this weekend. This kid was going to be fun in bed once we partied him up, I hoped he was a moaner and a talker. There is nothing hotter than making a bottom pussy-boy beg for you to fuck them harder and nut deep inside their teen boy cunt, unless they are also begging for you to poz them. Now that would be fucking hot to hear Koa beg for us to poz his sweet tight bubble butt, definitely a goal to keep in mind for the night. Simon and I used the college’s tour guide mentor program to lure unsuspecting high school seniors into bed and leaving them with a special gift and a permanent reminder of their time at the college. I had gotten Simon to swop with me and take the red-headed emo boy I was supposed to have for this hot swimmer boy. Don’t get me wrong I love slutty skinny emo boys, yet it takes almost no effort to get into their hot little pussies, I wanted a bit of a challenge after a month’s worth of them. I needed a change of pace. Koa was just the ticket. I think though the challenge with Koa will be getting in him raw, so many closet gays, like Koa, think wearing a raincoat is the best way to keep themselves safe. It was my job and the rest of my friends job to show them raw was better. He would learn the best feeling in the world was an ass full of poz jizz. I planned after we ate switching to my T vape pen, that Twain, a chem major in our group, had made for those of us still living on campus, so we wouldn’t get busted by the RAs while we partied in the dorms. It would get Koa nice and horny for the party, and once there we’d switch to glass pipes and then some darts. I debated about asking Koa if he wanted to do some “E” before we left for the party, or just slipping it to him. I decided it just might be more fun to just slip it to him in his drink since he seemed so innocent. After this weekend though Koa would be a full-fledged poz cumslut bitch-boy instead of the innocent high schooler he was when he arrived here at CC. Koa POV “Make yourself comfortable bro, my AC isn’t working right. They are supposed to get it fixed Monday,” Jensen explained, kicking off his shoes and pulling off his jeans leaving him wearing only a pair of boxer-briefs with a large bulge in his crotch. “Shit that feels so much better getting out of those hot clothes,” he said grinning at me. “Go ahead and make yourself comfortable,” Jensen nodded to me as he called for a pizza. The last thing I wanted to do at this point was take off my pants. I had been going commando since I was eight after one of the swim instructors told me serious real swimmers always freeball. Since that day I never wore underwear again. I still had ¾ of a boner from seeing what Jensen was packing. He would know at once I was gay, but still, I couldn’t help but wonder if that wouldn’t be a good thing. He was pretty hot with his shaggy black hair and intense blue eyes. Jensen had a nicely toned body, but seeing all the skateboards in his room, I suspected it was just from being active, rather than working out like I did for swimming. He wasn’t as tanned as I was, but you could tell he wasn’t totally an indoor person. I thought his red scorpion tat wrapped around his right side heading down towards his crotch looked pretty cool. He must be a Scorpio. “You’re not shy are you?” Jensen asked, setting down his phone giving me a grin. “You don’t have anything I haven’t already seen before,” he said fiddling around with his mini fridge, before handing me a beer. “No, but I don’t wear underwear, I haven’t since I was young,” I explained to Jensen. Hoping that would end the topic. “Wow, that’s cool. I freeball too sometimes, but not all the time,” Jensen said, giving me one of the looks that shot me to full mast. Shit, I thought what the hell is going on with my dick. It was behaving like I was twelve again, getting hard at every guy I thought was hot. Jensen told me about a party some of his friends were throwing off campus. He thought they would enjoy getting to know me and would help with my decision to attend Cromwell in the fall. I was really enjoying myself so I figured why not, after all nobody back home would ever know. My reputation back home as a good boy was safe, besides, I figured I deserved to treat myself. A knock on the door distracted me from thinking about the party. It must be the pizza, which was cool since I was getting hungry. Jensen got up to open the door, a hot looking shaggy-haired blond grinned at him holding out a pizza box. “Hey Jensen, got your meat lovers right here,” he said stepping into the room as he handed the box to Jensen. Noticing me he shot me a toothy grin, “Company tonight?” He asked my host, raising an eyebrow. “Finn, this is Koa. Koa, this is Finn,” Jensen said introducing us. “Koa is visiting from South Carolina for the weekend to look at the school. “Nice to meet you Koa, you couldn’t ask for a better school than Cromwell,” walking over to shake my hand. “Swimmer?” Finn asked looking at me. “Yeah, all through school, but not planning to if I come here. I want to focus on my degree,” I replied. I couldn’t help but smile at Finn’s work tee-shirt, which said, ‘Benny’s Always More Than a Mouthful.’ “I like the shirt,” I chuckled. Finn grinned back at me, “We’re a big believer in truth in advertising at Benny’s,” he replied with a chuckle. “Want a hit?” Jensen said offering his vape to Finn. “Does the Pope like altar boys?” Finn laughed taking a couple hits. “I’ll see you guys later after I get off from work,” he told Jensen. Turning towards me, “I look forward to seeing you again and helping you make up your mind to come here next year.” “I look forward to it,” I replied giving him a fist bump. “Later gators,” Finn said leaving giving me a wink as he shut the door. “Finn will be at the party later after he gets off work,” Jensen told me with a smirk. Just then there was a knock on what turned out to be the bathroom door. Two dorm-rooms shared a common bathroom. “Yo J-man, Benji wants to know if you want a ride to the party,” asked a tall slender guy wearing round black wire-framed glasses who looked like a hot Harry Potter with an industrial piercing through his left ear and tats. He had a giant black scorpion wrapping around his right side with its claws reaching towards his crotch, while his right arm was almost completely covered in a honeycomb sleeve pattern of black hexagons. His left arm had a black widow spider tat. All he was wearing was a pair of black bikini underwear, but what really caught my attention was the thick long dick which stretched over his left thigh. I almost choked on my beer it had to be the biggest dick I’d ever seen, and it didn’t even look like it was hard even. “Sweet, that would be great Kai. Oh, I don’t think you’ve met Koa, he’s visiting from South Carolina looking at Cromwell for the fall,” Jensen said with a smirk. “Oh shit, I just realized your names are almost the same, Kai and Koa,” chuckled Jensen. “That means we’re going to be great friends,” smiled Kai as he walked over to me. “Really close friends,” he said shaking my hand as he looked me up and down like a starving man about to devour a meal. Smiling he nodded at me. “I’ll see you guys later,” Kai said heading back towards his room through the bathroom. Jensen’s POV Koa was going to be extremely popular tonight both Finn and Kai already were imagining sliding inside his tight little cunt after I planted a couple of loads, few things were hotter than a sexy eighteen-year old’s gaping hole as multiple loads of poz jism leaked out. Hell, I was thinking the same thing. Koa would be a changed man when he left to go home on Sunday. I had no doubt come the fall Koa will be back here and getting his own scorpion tat before the first week is out. Damian had already hit me up to let me know there would be about twelve guys from our group there most of the night with others dropping in for a quick pump and dump. It looked like there would be about five newbies to break in while the rest of us mostly being vers. would play with one another between giving our guests the gift that keeps giving marking them as new members of a special brotherhood. I gave Koa my T vape; it was time to get things moving. I knew he’d soon be rolling hard from the “E” I slipped him in his beer, I’d be surprised if it wasn’t already beginning to kick in by now. I told Koa to go ahead and take a few more hits before taking a shower before the party. He turned away as he pulled off his jeans before quickly wrapping a towel around his waist. I kind of thought it was funny Koa was trying to keep from showing me his hard dick but had no problem showing me his hot little ass, which is what I was really interested in seeing. It did not disappoint; I was looking forward to burying my face it before booty bumping it. Koa’s POV Fuck, I was feeling amazing. I never suspected you could get so high from using a vape pen, it almost made me wish I did this more often. Every time I touched myself it felt incredible, and I was becoming increasingly horny. I began imagining having sexy with all these hot guys around me. What was happening to me, I was never like this, but at the same time I wanted it in the worst way. I began to really hope Jensen was gay, I wanted to have sex with him. Feel my mouth stretch wide around his cock and suck on it until he fed me his cum. I wanted to feel him slide inside me and take my virginity, showing me what it was to be with a man. Yet at the same time I wanted Kai, I wanted to feel that huge dick slide inside me stretching my hole wide open in ways I couldn’t begin to imagine. What would it feel like to have him ram deep inside me as he held me down and took what he wanted from me. It surprised me the shower in their bathroom had a clear shower curtain hiding nothing. There was also a shower douching tool attached to the showerhead, which told me someone was definitely gay in the two dorm rooms. As I showered I couldn’t help but wonder what it felt like to use it, and before long I began to wonder if I should clean out just in case something did happen tonight with Jensen. Even before I realized it I was using it to clean myself out just in case. I couldn’t believe how good it felt sliding the long nozzle inside me, using the toilet, and repeating the action several times. Each time it slid inside I wanted something even bigger entering my ass. I wanted fucked and I was getting to the point I didn’t care who did fuck me. I dried off conflicted about the way my hardon wouldn’t go down and now my desire for Jensen to see it. What was coming over me, this wasn’t me, but deep down I knew it was me. All the deep dark thoughts I had were coming to the surface. I secretly wondered what it would be like to be a slut, sucking dick whenever I wanted, having guys fuck me in the showers at school, in my bed with my dad and little brother at home hearing me beg for it harder, having guys shove me against the wall in the changing rooms at the beach and just fuck me like I was nothing more than a hole for their use. Why were these thoughts coming to mind now? I was a good boy and not a slut. At that moment I caught a reflection of myself in the full-length mirror on the bathroom door to Jensen’s room. My completely shaved body from swimming made me look younger than my eighteen years standing there in nude, but I had to admit I liked the look. My semi-dry blonde hair’s waves looked more like large loose curls. The only thing about my appearance which I wasn’t sure if I cared for was my tan lines from my Speedos. I wondered if I would look hotter completely tanned, maybe this summer I’ll lay out nude I thought, I knew of a couple of places along the beach where I could get away with it back at home. I couldn’t resist running my hands over my naked body as I looked in the mirror. My hand couldn’t resist reaching down to caress my shaved balls and hardening cock. I moaned from the feelings of pleasure my fingers gave me as I caressed myself. I’d never felt pleasure like I did at that moment. “Whoa,” exclaimed a voice behind me from the direction of Kai’s dorm room. “I thought whoever was in here taking a shower was finished,” smiled a handsome naked double scorpion tatted, lightly tanned, muscular toned brunette with emerald eyes. He closed the door as his thick eight and a half long almost beer can sized cock quickly rose to full mast. He walked over to me reaching out to take my own six and a half barely five inch around cock in his hand. “Kai had said you were fucking cute as hell, and he wasn’t kidding,” smirked this unknown guy leaning into kiss me as he slowly stroked my dick. “You taste amazing,” he said as he pulled back from the kiss with a smile. He leaned back in for another kiss, this time shoving me back hard against the door as we began to passionately kiss like long lost lovers. I couldn’t help but moan loudly as his hands shifted from stroking my hardon to running all over my body, before concentrating on my sensitive nipples, which in turn made me grind hard against this mysterious guy. I’d never felt like this before in my life and I wanted it to never end. I couldn’t care less if I didn’t know who this was I making out with, I wanted him in the worst way. He pulled back finally from our kiss leaving me pantingly hard, as he gazed into my eyes seeing my desire for him and his hard dripping cock. “Yeah, you’re one sexy little slut boy,” he said smirking at me. “I know what you want and need,” he chuckled softly, as he shook his cock at me. “Let me see if you can use that hot mouth properly on a man’s cock,” he said pushing me down to my knees in front of him. “Show me how much you want it slut.” I looked up into my dominator’s emerald eyes, as I stuck out my tongue beginning to lick the dripping precum. I started to reach up to grab it, but he grabbed my hand, “Just your mouth slut,” he commanded me, “And no teeth if you know what is good for you,” he chuckled softly at me. I obeyed taking what must be one of the biggest dicks I’ve ever sucked, it certainly was the thickest. I heard a hiss and double snorts before my dominator pulled out of my mouth and held one of my nostrils shut. “Inhale slut,” which I promptly did from a small brown bottle, and he repeated the process with my other nostril. My buzz had me flying now, as he pushed his hard cock back inside my mouth. I showed him everything I had learned about sucking dick, and before I knew it he was forcing himself down my throat further and further until his shaved groin pushed firmly against my nose. Once he sensed I couldn’t breathe he would pull out just long enough to catch my breath before pushing back in hard burying himself in my over-stuffed throat. I lost track of time as I became nothing more than a receptacle for his lust. “Fuckin’ hell slut, you almost made me nut,” he panted smiling down at me slapping his wet cock against my face, marking me with his precum and my spit. “I’m not ready to feed you my special venom yet,” he grinned rubbing my lips with his thumb before forcing it into my mouth to suck it. Before I could say anything Kia’s roommate had me bent over the bathroom counter with my ass spread open. “God damn! What a fucking hot hole,” he growled as he attacked my ass with his tongue. I was in total sensory overload as he worked his tongue inside me vigorously in such a way I could have never imagined possible. I couldn’t even speak, the only thing I could do was moan in pleasure as he ate me out. Soon this was not enough for him, as a finger begin working slowly inside me. “You’re a virgin aren’t you?” He asked me as his voice dripped with lust. “Y…es…yesss, I managed to gasp in answer to his question. “If you weren’t with Jensen, I’ take your cherry right now, but I’ll wait my turn,” he said as I heard a drawer open, followed by a squirt and then his finger sliding inside me much easier and fully than before, causing me to moan louder as he touched a spot inside that made me see stars. “That’s your boy button,” he chuckled as he began working his finger in and out as I felt a burning sensation. “It burns,” I tried to tell him as he held me in position, squirting more stuff on his fingers as I felt two fingers working themselves inside me. “Don’t worry slut, the burn will go away soon,” he chuckled again, as he built up his pace working his finger in and out of my ass. Soon I discovered he was right as the burning pain morphed into a burning need to feel my ass used for his pleasure. He pulled his fingers out causing me to whimper in need for their return. I felt something rough against my hole, followed by the now familiar liquid squirt and the push inside my ass. This time the burning sensation seemed even worse as the fingers rubbed it against my boy button. I tried to twist away as the pain engulfed me, but my tormentor held me in place trying to sooth me, and as he promised the pain changed into a hunger for something more. I wanted something bigger, hard, more potent than mere fingers. “Yeah, you’re ready for tonight,” he chuckled smacking my ass hard. “Time to get you back to Jensen,” he grinned at me as he pulled me up from the counter. He guided me to Jensen’s door before opening it and steering me naked and hard back into the room. “I think you might have lost something,” he laughed to Jensen, who just grinned at us. “Thanks, Benji, I was almost ready to send out a search party for Koa,” he laughed high fiving my molester. “Koa? A hot name for a hot little slut boy,” Benji chuckled, slipping his finger in my crack, before slapping me hard on the ass making me moan in pleasure. I should have been embarrassed, but it turned me on for Jensen see this man, Benji, exposing me as his play toy. “Benji is going to drive us to the party tonight, he’s kind of fun isn’t he?” Jensen grinned at me. “I hope you don’t mind, but I found some of your clothes in your backpack I thought would make you look super-hot tonight at the party, I hope you don’t mind,” he told me. On the bed lay the pretty severely ripped pair of skinny black jeans I had planned wearing Sunday when I drove home, and one of my white tank-tops. The jeans would very easily show off my butt, and my balls and some of my dick if I stayed hard, which I suspected was the way I would be most of the night. Especially with the hot guys taking me to this party. I knew I should be more restrained than I was being, but it was as if all my secret desires were flowing to the surface. I mean sure I could be slutty on occasion, but it was as if my slut switch was turned way past full and it still wasn’t enough. I didn’t even think to protest wearing the clothes Jensen had picked out for me, I wanted him to be pleased with me. I was facing his bed as I started to shimmy into my tight skinny ripped, which seemed far more ripped than I remembered, jeans. The next thing I knew Jensen had pushed me down on his bed, which sliding a finger deep inside me and the now familiar burning sensation filling my ass, before morphing into an incredible feeling of desire for dick. “Now I think you’re ready for the start of the party Koa,” he chuckled pulling his finger out and caressing my ass. “Shit, we’re going to have so much fun tonight,” he huskily whispered to me. “If I thought I could get away with it now, I’d have you wear one of my dirty jocks and nothing else, but the evening is still young,” he chuckled, motioning me to finish getting dressed. “I know you like going barefoot, so don’t bother with shoes, you look perfect just as is,” Jensen smiled at me. Jensen’s POV Between Benji and I Koa was now primed for some serious fucking. I couldn’t wait to get him naked with his knees pushed back next to his ear as I claimed his cherry. Fuck, there are few things hotter than taking a guy’s cherry and pozzing him at the same time. Koa was going to be bred all night and into Saturday afternoon before we’d finished with him and his newly gaping hole. Jared would be making sure he got as much vid on our latest prey. We always made sure to get the guys begging to be bred and pozzed, so they couldn’t say they had been tricked. I was looking forward to teasing Koa’s hot lil hole with my dick telling him I only fucked raw and was poz. I wanted to hear him tell me to slide in and fuck him and blow my poz load deep in his newly born boy pussy. Once inside him I’d dart him, so he was ours for the rest of the party. Koa would soon understand his new place as a bottom bitch boy cumslut for raw cock, any raw cock offered him. I might have to invite some big hairy daddy bears to expand Koa’s horizons. I’d love to see him bouncing up and down on some big daddy bear dicks while people watch Koa begs for a poz load. He will be a changed individual by the time the weekend is over. Koa’s POV I couldn’t believe how fucking horny I was, I wanted dick in my ass, hell any dick, I didn’t care. I wanted to lose my virginity this weekend. Any of the hot guys I met Jensen, Benji or Kai, would do, hell I’d let them all fuck me. The idea of all three of them fucking me turned me on more than I thought possible. Jensen had me hit his vape a few more times, before heading over to Kai and Benji’s to catch a ride to the party. Benji and Kai talked me into taking off my white-beater and just tuck it into my jeans. They thought I’d look hotter for the party showing off my swimmer’s body. In almost no time we were at Benji’s black BMW x5, once there Kai and Jensen pulled out a couple of glass pipes whose bulbs were filled with white crystals and small torches. They both took long deep hits of their pipes before shot gunning me against the backdoor of the car. This seriously horned me up unbelievably, Jensen climbed in the back seat while Kai then guided me into the backseat on my knees. Jensen had me take a few hits on my own, while Kai played with my hole before turning me around and shot gunning me several more times. I couldn’t help but moan loudly into Kai’s mouth as Jensen’s fingers played with my hole. I couldn’t but help ride his fingers as he stimulated me. “Oh fuck,” I moaned as I rode his fingers. “So, fucking good,” I panted with desire. I needed Jensen to fuck me in the worst way. I wanted him to take my virginity, I wanted to feel him inside me. “Yeah, I think someone is hungry for cock,” he chuckled as Kai put the glass pipe to my lips. “Inhale Koa, show us what a proper tweaker you are,” Kai commanded me. I followed his command, taking three huge hits, as Jensen continued to finger my hole through my ripped jeans. I didn’t realize it at first, but we had arrived at the party. Benji took the pipe from Kai and took several hits, before shot gunning me a few times more. Kai and Jensen guided me out of the BMW’s backseat making sure to pop the front button on my ripped jeans. “Yeah, you’re ready for some fun now,” chuckled Jensen as my new friends guided me to the front door of a modern design house with a lot of floor to ceiling windows. There were mostly shirtless guys dancing to techno music pumping through the house. They all seemed to be handsy with one another, which really turned me on. I was fairly sure I would get fucked tonight for the first time ever. A hot light brown haired pale and seriously tatted skinny guy wearing nothing, but a pair of tight way too small black boxer briefs answered the door while using a small torch to heat a glass pipe. After he had taken a long inhalation of thick white small, he exhaled and then motioned us in the house. “S’up, guys we’re just getting started so you came at a good time,” he smiled at us, before coming over to shove his tongue in my mouth. “Hi, I’m Barry,” he said smiling at me as he rubbed his large scorpion tat. “We’re going to need to spend some time together before the party is over,” he continued stepping close so he could slide a finger through one of the rips exposing my virgin hole. I moaned as his long finger slid deep inside me awakening my hungry hole. “Drinks are in the kitchen, have fun,” he winked at me as he pulled his finger from my hole, “I’ll see you later sexy.” I wanted sex so bad at this point, I slid my own two fingers inside my hungry hole, trying to motivate Jensen to pull out his dick and just fuck me. It didn’t bother me that the small group of shirtless guys standing around drinking and talking saw me playing with my hole, in fact it turned me on when they all smiled at me. Jensen got me a Gatorade from a cooler, which kind of tasted weird, I guess it had some sort of booze I had never had before. I polished it off in no time as Jensen introduced me to his friends. They all hugged and kissed me while playing with my ass, telling Jensen how lucky he was finding and bringing me to the party. Jensen’s POV Fuck, Koa is so hot, I can’t wait to slide inside his virgin boy cunt and give him his first load of poz jizz. All the guys are excited to add their poz loads to mine when I finish using Koa like the cumslut he is destined to become this weekend. The G in the Gatorade will loosen Koa up even more pushing his horny meter into the red zone. I’ve waited long enough to show Koa his true purpose in life. I kiss him deeply, taking him by the hand leading hi to one of the bedrooms to complete Koa’s corruption. I don’t bother to close the door knowing others will soon join us and take their own turns with my new cumslut. I push Koa back towards king-size bed, “Get those pants off slut,” I command the tweaked and rolling soon to be bred eighteen-year-old twink. I kicked my shoes off as I stripped out of my own clothes. I loved Koa’s look as he saw my hardon for the first time. Pure lust and desire shown on his face. He was ready to be fucked like the bitch whore he was to become. “You’re one sexy mutha fucker Koa,” I whispered to him as I pushed him back on the bed. “You’re going to let me fuck your hot lil’ ass aren’t you Koa?” I asked him as I climbed on the bed moving towards his head in preparation to feeling his hot mouth lubing my cock with his spit. Koa nodded his head rather than answering aloud. I moved into the classic 69ing position feeding Koa my dick as I attacked his hole rimming and fingering his newly born boy pussy. I love the feelings from his moans and tongue work as I forced more of more of my thick eight inches cock in his mouth. Koa was doing a decent job, obviously he had done some sucking before, yet when the weekend was out he’d be a pro with all the dick he’d be getting at the party. I’d waited long enough the bitch needed his cherry popped and used like a cumslut. I pulled out of Koa’s hot lil’ mouth, as he whimpered at being deprived of his new favorite toy. “Don’t worry slut I have something far more fun for us to do,,” I grinned at him as I climbed between his legs and pushing them back towards his ears. I teased his hole with my leaking cock head, which made Koa try to hump himself on my plum like gland. “Somebody’s horny aren’t they?” I asked the desperately horny Koa. “Yes,” he moaned continuing to try and impale himself on me. “Well, I can give you what you want, but there are a couple things I need to tell you first,” I grinned at Koa, I paused briefly as Soren grinned at me as he walked in the bedroom wearing nothing more than his usual olive kaki cargo pants and his array of necklaces. Soren’s thick bushy long hair suited him perfectly making him look-like a cross between a raver and a hippie. A music major, he was extremely popular on campus with both gay and straight guys. His nine and a half Red Bull thick cock which was trying unsuccessfully to tent out his pants’ leg helped greatly with his popularity. I loved all his tats covering his arms and chest especially his large black scorpion tat covering his abs. He was thin but, seriously toned and could throw a mean fuck. I noticed he had a rubber elastic strap and a couple of darts in his hands. It was time to start the party. “Soren meet Koa, Koa meet Soren,” I said grinning at Soren as he set Koa’s tools of destruction down on the nightstand before unbuttoning and dropping his pants. Koa’s eyes bulged with lust as Soren’s cock was finally freed and stood at attention waiting to be used on Koa. “Hey,” Soren smiled at Koa lying on the bed with his knees push back to his ears. “Hey,” replied Koa shyly. “As I was saying slut, there are a couple of things before we start you should know. If they are a problem we can do something else,” I grinned at the horny Koa and at Soren. You see I only fuck raw, and never pull out until I’ve seeded a guy’s pussy,” I told Koa, as I watched his drug addled brain process this news. There was a brief hint of resistance which flashed over his innocent face but was soon gone. “You can fuck me raw,” Koa told me softly as he looked in my eyes. “Sweet Koa, I know you’ll love feeling raw cocks sliding in your cunt and pumping you full of jizz, but there are a couple other things you should probably know before we start,” I told him as I motioned for Soren to put the strap around Koa’s muscular arm in preparation for slamming him. “I thought before I fuck you that you might want to know my status,” I continued making sure to tease Koa’s virgin hole with my cock. “I don’t care if you’re single or not I WANT your cock inside me. I want your raw cock,” Koa demanded. “PLEASE GIVE IT TO ME,” he begged. I couldn’t help but chuckle at the teen’s innocence. I pushed gently against Koa’s cherry entrance, making him moan as he tried push down on my gland. “Are you sure? I told you I don’t pull out until I’ve pumped my load deep inside a guy,” I explained as I pushed harder now against his hole almost breaching it a couple times as Koa began trying to get my cock inside him. “Fuck me,” Koa panted now overcome with lust to take my dick. I grinned at him, as I slowly pushed inside his tight virgin hole. Koa made the sexiest moan as he took his first cock up his no longer virgin hole. I slowly rocked in and out of one of the hottest boy pussies I’ve enjoyed in a long while. In almost no time I had managed to bury nearly my whole cock in Koa’s hot lil’ boy cunt. I worked the entire length of my cock in and out of his fuck tunnel making Koa moan like a lil’ bitch each time I pushed all the way back inside his fiery hole. “You really should tell Koa about your status before I send him to slut mode,” Soren chuckled as he prepared to dart Koa. “Yeah you’re right Soren, it’s only fair,” I agreed slowly and very gently pulling my cock from Koa’s hungry boy cunt. I loved the way he whimpered as my cock exited his hole. “PLEASE,” Koa begged, “Put your cock back and fuck me, PLEASE I NEED IT,” he continued to beg desperately. “Well, I would love to fuck and flood your sweet lil’ boy cunt with my dirty jizz, but you should have the right to say if you want me to fuck you with my raw poz cock,” I explained waiting for Koa’s drug fogged brain to process what I had just told him. Suddenly a realization of what I just told Koa registered on his shocked face, as I teased his slightly open fuck hole making him want my cock back inside him. “Should we stop Koa?” I asked him as I pushed a little harder against his hole making him whimper in need. Koa took a deep swallow looking in my eyes, “No, please don’t stop fucking me,” Koa softly answered, realizing what he was saying to me by asking me to keep fucking him with my raw poz fuck tool. “You want me to mark you as mine then,” I said to a slightly frightened but still definitely horny Koa. “You want to be a poz cum dump slut?” I asked pushing a little harder against Koa’s fuck hole, but not entering completely. Koa swallowed deeply again before answering, “Yes, poz me.” My cock pulsed oozing out a big stream of precum with Koa’s answer. I pushed slowly back inside my bitch boy, enjoying the fact he surrendered his formerly virgin pussy to my raw poz cock. As I slid home inside Koa he moaned as his cock pulsed leaking a large puddle of precum on to his stomach and chest. His mind might be in conflict with his decision, but his body wasn’t. Koa’s POV When Jensen pulled his amazing cock from my ass and told me he was poz and wanted to keep fucking me and pump his poz cum inside me, I couldn’t believe what he told me. I desperately wanted Jensen to keep fucking me, but I wasn’t sure what to do. Jensen’s cock teasing my hole answered my question for me, I wanted his dick, and I didn’t care he was poz I would deal with consequences afterwards I just wanted fucked in the worst way. I was in bliss once Jensen’s cock was back in me, I knew I had made the right decision by letting him keep fucking me. My hole was made for his dick and soon his poz cum, for some strange reason the more I thought about taking his poz loads the more turned on I seemed to be becoming. I shouldn’t be getting turned on by the idea of taking Jensen’s poz cum, but I was. I did want his poz loads. “Let’s get you really in the mood for poz cock,” Soren grinned at me taking my arm that I didn’t realize had a tourniquet on it. “Don’t move or this will hurt a lot if you move so hold still,” he said as he found a vein and jabbed me emptying the syringe into my arm. He pulled the syringe from my arm and untied the tourniquet holding my arm up, the next thing I coughed hard a couple times before feeling a rush of pleasure and horniness flow through my body. “Oh…Fuck…Yes,” I moaned grinning up at Soren as he stroked his dick. “Gimme,” I demanded wanting to suck this fucking hot stud, before begging him to fuck me after Jensen. I wanted more cock up my ass and I didn’t care if it was poz or not. Fuck, I actually hoped I would get more poz cock before the night was out. I knew I shouldn’t but for some reason it turned me on knowing I was being fucked by a raw poz cock, what was happening to me? “Fuck me with that poz cock,” I began begging Jensen as he pounded the hell out of my hole, “HARDER MOTHER FUCKER, RAM MY PUSSY, POZ ME MOTHER FUCKER,” I shouted as I paused taking Soren’s thick cock down my throat. The only thing I could think of was taking Jensen’s raw poz cock deep inside me before he flooded me with my first poz load, but hopefully not my last one. “Fuck ya,” growled Jensen as he ramped up his assault on my ass. “I knew you’d be a nasty lil’ fuck,” he continued grinding deep inside me. “I’ll make sure all my friends give you all their poz loads too slut,” he promised as he began long dicking me harder and faster, quickly approaching his climax. “FUCKIN’ NUT!” I screamed, “POZ ME! MAKE ME A POZ CUMSLUT!” I yelled needing to feel Jensen to jizz inside me in the worst way. This wasn’t me, but it was. It was as if some deep dark hidden part of me was finally free and enjoying the new freedom of letting go fear and embracing my new sexual desires. Suddenly Jensen slammed his cock deep inside me, grunting as I felt his dick swell, beginning to pulse as warm cum began filling me up for the first time in my life. Poz cum, Jensen’s poz cum, transforming me, changing me, freeing me. Once he finished climaxing inside me, Jensen began once again slowly fucking me, making sure I felt every inch of his amazing cock using his poz cum as lube to fuck me. I thought I’d died and gone to heaven because it just felt so good. “You ready Soren to give this fucking cumslut another load of poz jizz in his boy cunt?” Jensen asked with a smile. “Fuck yeah,” Soren grinned at me, plopping down on the bed, and leaning against headboard. “Come up here bitch and ride my cock like the lil’ whore you are,” he commanded me as Jensen pulled himself from my hungry hole. I quickly clamored up the bed to sit on my latest fucker’s beautiful thick nine and half inch uncut cock. “Are you poz too?” I asked Soren, needing him to be poz too. Suddenly all I wanted was poz cock up my ass. “Fuck yeah I am, everyone at the party with a scorpion tat is poz,” Soren told me as I squatted over his cock. “You’d look fucking hot with one as well, do you want us to help you earn yours?” He asked as I began to push down on his raw poz cock. “FUCK YEAH!” I moaned as I slammed myself completely down Soren’s dick meat. “I want one,” I moaned as I began slowly riding up and down the entire length of Soren’s thick cock. “I want to be marked like you,” I howled as I took Soren’s entire dick each and every time I pulled up and then slammed myself down on his shaved groin. I Needed Soren’s poz load in the worst way ever, so I rode him like I imagined a cheap whore would. I loved the thought of being a total whore for cock, hell any cock, fuckin’ poz cock! I wanted as much cock as I could get this weekend, I wanted to show Jensen and his friends I wanted to be just like them. Jensen grinned down at me as he offered me his still glistening cum-coated dick to suck. “I think we have a keeper here,” he chuckled as I licked and slobbered all over his cock cleaning it of his poz cum and my ass juices. I wanted Jensen to know how much I loved him popping my cherry and pozzing me. “I’m going to guess you’ll be here in the fall for classes won’t you whore,” I nodded excitedly as I bobbed up and down on his cock, while Soren lifted my ass up some and began fucking repeatedly into my hungry hole. My body and mind were on total overload, from everything I was experiencing, but I still wanted more. “This must be the playroom,” a muscular thirty-something Afro-American guy, with his dreads pulled back in a ponytail said with a grin, as he fucked up into the naked hot red-headed emo boy with snakebites wrapped around his waist, making him moan into his shoulder. “My friend wanted a playmate to get pozzed with at the party, didn’t you babe?” The emo boy gasped, “Yes, Daddy,” as the thick cock fucking him long dicked him quickly and hard. The new kid and I both gasped loudly, but for different reason as the Afro-American guy pulled the emo boy off his dick and tossed him on the bed near me. He from what easily had to be a thick uncut ten-inch cock being yanked from his ass and me in awe and desire to feel that meat pummeling my hole and filling me with his poz jizz. The man shot me a toothy grin, “Don’t worry boy, I’ve got plenty more toxic cum to share with you before the night is out.” At that moment Soren yanked me down hard on his cock as I felt him pulsing and flooding my boy cunt with his poz load, “Take…IT…ALL!” He growled as I felt some of his load begin to leak out from my still stuffed hole. Soren must have not have cum in a few days from what it felt like. I couldn’t believe the night had only just started.

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Part 8 Jamal turned to Sir and asked him, “You wanna tell him? Or you want me to tell him? Dad.” Even in my spun out mind, I was completely shocked my what was just said. Dad? Lamont looked to Jamal, smiled, and then smacked him across the face. “On your knees.” Jamal’s attitude changed as he said, “Yes, Sir,” and got on his knees next to Lamont. Master and Daddy were on either side of me while Lamont sat in the chair. “Guys, this is my nephew, Jamal. I know, shocking right? Why do you think I’ve never had you guys over?” Immediately interrupting their reactions. “He’s lived with me for the last four years since his mother died.” I looked at Jamal, who was still on his knees. There was no reaction from him. “Jamal’s a great kid, well man, and usually follows my rules. Makes it an easy situation.” “However, there were only two major rules I expected him to follow. Tell them what the rules are, Jamal.” “No sex in the house. No drugs in the house.” “Did you follow those rules, Jamal?” “No I did not.” “I found evidence of him having someone over, but decided to not confront him.” Looking down at Jamal, Lamont put a hand on his muscular shoulder and said, “No. I decided to test his honesty.” “About four months ago, I told him I was going to be out all night and would see him the next day. You guys remember the night I cancelled on you?” They nodded their heads. “So, I came back a couple hours after leaving, and entered the house quietly. I immediately saw his spliff stub on a table and then the sounds. Boy was laying some serious pipe on some loud little bitch.” “I followed the noise, expecting it to be coming from his room. Where were you at?” “I was in your room, Sir. In your bed.” “This little shit not only broke the only two rules I had, but was also fucking some nasty skank, in My. Fucking. Bed.” Each of the last three words were matched with smacks to the back of Jamal’s head. He flinched, but did not move. “I watched for a minute, impressed with his ass flexing every time he pounded inward. The boy was brutal, I could see a bit of his hand wrapped around a throat. Another looked like it was over the mouth.” Lamont looked at me, smiled, “You got a bit of that.” “Suddenly, a thought came into my mind.” I yelled out, “What in the fuck is going on in here Jamal?” “I’ve never seen a guy move so fast. He pulled out and I heard another yelp of pain.” ”Jamal flipped over on his back, his dick sticking straight up and still leaking cum. He’d apparently just started nutting when i interrupted.” ”I didn’t even look at what or who he was fucking, staring directly into Jamal’s eyes, which were quickly spreading wide open, a mix of shock and then fear.” I pointed in the direction of the other person, and said, “Get the fuck out of my house.” In under 30 seconds, the front door slammed shut. “Unc…” “Shut the fuck up, Jamal.” i continued staring at Jamal and saw him try and grab the sheet to cover himself. I moved so fast, i think he thought I was going to attack him. I grabbed the sheet and yanked it away. His dick was now soft, most likely fear induced. “What the fuck did you think you were doing?” “I…” “Shut your mouth.” Jamal went silent, never having heard his uncle even so much as raise his voice. “You ungrateful little shit. I bring you into my home, give you everything you could need and only expect you to follow two rules. And you spit in my face by breaking both of them, and doing one of them in my bed?” “I could actually see tears in Jamal’s eyes as I was berating him. I knew I had him” Jamal looked up at Lamont again, tears in his eyes as the story was being told. “You have no respect for me or the home I brought you into? Then get the fuck out. You got 10 minutes to get dressed, grab whatever clothes you can and get out.” Jamal began the tears when I said this. “Please, uncle Lamont. I got nowhere else. I got nobody else.” “Go stay with the skank. Trade your big dick for a bed.” “I can’t…” “Well then what are you going to do then boy? I can’t trust you here. You’d have to re-earn my trust.” “Please uncle, I’ll do what ever you want. What ever it takes. You’re all I have.” A smile spread across my face, knowing I had him. “Yeah, boy? Your gonna do what ever I want. Yes, you are. Get the fuck off my bed and on your knees on the floor.” Jamal appeared confused and didn’t move. “NOW!” He jumped out of the bed and got on the floor on his knees. “Crawl. Crawl to your punishment, boy.” “Jamal?” Jamal took over. “I began crying, fearing what was coming. I crawled to Uncle Lamont, until I was inches from him. I never thought I’d be naked, on my knees in front of a guy, let alone my uncle.” “I looked up at my uncle, tears still coming out. I was scared, humiliated and had no idea what was coming.” ”Before I even registered movement, Uncle Lamont slapped me so hard across the face, I fell on my side.” ”After the shock, the pain hit and it was the worst I’d ever felt.” “He quietly said, ‘Get back on your fucking knees.’” ”In spite of the pain, I did as he said. I was beginning to think I was going to get a major beating. I wasn’t to far off. As soon as I was back up, another slap, to the other side of my face came and I fell over again.” ” In the coldest voice I’ve ever heard, he simply said, ‘Get back up. I’m not done.” ”He slapped me twice more, but this time I was ready for them and did not fall.” ”No he didn’t. There was a mix of pride and frustration that he was able to withstand the last two slaps,” Lamont said as resumed the narrative. ”I reached down and wiped the tears from his face and told him to open his mouth. I smeared his tears on his lips and tongue, which only led to more tears.” ”Knock that crying off boy. The night is still young, you’re going to be crying, a lot harder, very soon.” ”His eyes widened in, what did you say later Jamal? Terror?” Jamal only nodded. “Lower your head and look straight ahead.” “Wen he was able to do so, I heard him sharply breathe in” As he was saying this I noticed that his dick was standing at full attention, hard as ever. ”Tell them what you saw.” Jamal continued, “When I looked down, I was staring directly at my uncles crotch. The bulge in his pants was scary big. The zipper appeared to be pushed out to its maximum and there was a huge bulge running down the left side of his pants.” “The cold voice returned, ‘Open my pants, boy. Let it out.” “I was to scared to move, the thought of unbuttoning and unzipping another guys pants was, well, disgusting. At the time at least.” I snapped into motion when Uncle Lamont started to raise his hand. I heard the voice, still intimidating, but not as cold, “Damn. You learned too quickly.” ”My hand were shaking badly and my arms felt like they were made of solid lead. It took me several attempts to just get the button open, my fear and disgust at what was doing, plus the bulge, making it hard to open.” Lamont and Daddy both laughed at the pun. ”The zipper was also a challenge as I was warned to be careful. Uncle wasn’t wearing underwear, so I had to make sure not to catch his dick in the zipper.” ”He ordered me to take them all the way off, but not to move away from his crotch. As I completed the task, I caught whiff of his crotch. The musk of a real man who works out and takes care of himself. I’ve smelled it on me and he saw the look on my face change, ever so briefly, as I heard him say, “You like that smell don’t you boy.” “I’d seen guys naked at the gym, but never been that close to another guy naked, especially not when their dick was hard.” “He made me stare at it, and tell me what I thought of it. How it compares to mine. He was trying to humiliate me; and it worked.” “I had always prided myself as being big dicked, especially against other guys. But uncle Lamont was huge, and thick. I told him I was envious.” Lamont laughed as this was said. “I hoped that was all he was going to do, but I was wrong.” He told me, “You like the look of that monster right in front of you? You wanna touch it don’t you? See what a real man dick feels like? Do it. NOW!” “I tried to resist but I couldn’t. I took it in my hand. I was shocked when I felt how hard it was and that I couldn’t wrap my hand around it.” “Open your mouth Jamal. Let me feel that tongue lick the piss slit. I’ll give you a little taste.” “I tried to beg, but as soon as I opened my mouth, he pushed the head in. I was held there, and made to watch, as Uncle squeezed his cock until a huge drop of his precum dropped out onto my tongue.” “He pulled out and made me swallow. I wanted to spit it out, but didn’t dare risk it. I swallowed and fought off a response.” “Uncle Lamont, please…” “Please? Please what?” “Please don’t make me do that. Please don’t make me suck you.” “He smiled down at me, cupped my cheek in his hand and said, ‘I’m not going to make you suck my dick. What kind of person do you think I am?” “I was relieved and relaxed when he said this.” “Then I saw a change in his face, in his eyes. ‘No, little boy. I’m not much into blow jobs since my dick is too big, even for the best whores. What I am gonna do? I’m gonna fuck that hot muscle ass of yours, and dump my cum deep in you, make you my personal bitch. Maybe then you will learn not to fuck up in my house.” “No. Please, uncle, I’m not a…” “Be VERY careful what you say next.” “I… I’m not like that. I’m sorry, uncle. Please…” “You had your chance Jamal. You begged to let me let you stay. Weren’t your own words you’d do what ever? Now, it’s what ever time.” I began crying harder, pleading. “Turn around, and put your hands on the ground in front of you. Let me see that muscle butt I’m going to deflower.” “I tried to resist, but Uncle slapped me across the face. I knew there was no other choice. I reluctantly turned around on my knees and bent forward, showing him my ass. I never ever imagined being in this position, especially not in front of my uncle.” Lamont took over. “I have fucked hundred of sluts, boys and girls. But at that moment, I’d never been more fucking turned on. I never thought I’d be staring at, or gettin ready to fuck, my nephew, but damn. That ass is mighty nice. Show it off to these men, Jamal.” “Yes, Uncle.” Jamal, still naked, turned around, got on his hands and knees, then dropped his chest down, pushing that ass up. Even as a bottom, I got to admit, that was a fucking hot ass. Daddy and Sir each whistled and Daddy asked, “Share?” Lamont smiled and said, “We’ll see. Knees.” Jamal returned to his original position as Lamont continued. “As beautiful as the sight was, he wasn’t perfectly placed for his breaking in. I made him learn the position he was just in. This stirred another plea in him, but he quickly learned, through a kick to those big beautiful nuts, that there was no leniency coming.” “I told him to look forward, into the floor length mirror, and look at what he was becoming. The view was gorgeous, his chin on the floor and his ass in the air. I made sure he saw the camera as I took his picture.” “Oh, damn that’s a fine sight there. Big, tough and strait black man. Got that muscle ass up in the air, ready for me to fuck you aren’t you? Tell your uncle what you want. It’ll just be between us, our dirty little secret.” “I didn’t punish you for staying silent did I little buddy?” Jamal looked up at Lamont, “No, uncle. Not at first…” strangely, they each smiled at this. “Now Jamal, there’s just one more thing I need from you. Do you want to know what that is?” He remained silent, and I moved my foot toward his balls. Without needing the reminder, Jamal asked, broken, “What uncle?” “I want you to reach those big muscular arms back and use those big black hands. I want you to spread those hot muscular ass cheeks apart so that I can see that hole I’m about to fuck” “I have to admit, I was really enjoying breaking him down. Much like you did to me Jake. Perhaps I learned that from you?” Daddy grinned, “You appeared to learn well. Though I think it was already there.” “Jamal glared at me from the mirror, but did as ordered. That hole was something of glory. Tight and small, between a beautiful light brown crack. There’s just a little fur around it.” “Show them Jamal.” “Yes, Uncle.” Jamal immediately assumed the position, chest on the ground, ass in the air. He reached back and spread his cheeks. It was almost as Lamont described, but the hole was not as small as he described. Jamal resumed his position next to Lamont. I was still in awe of this whole thing. “Just stay there boy, I’ll be right back. I have a little something that will make your first fuck memorable. And remember, this your fault.”