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I awoke the next morning, feeling as though my rest hadn't done much to solve my tiredness. My throat was still dry, and I crawled out of bed and hit the kitchen to gulp down some water--hydration before a run was important. The cold water felt wonderful going down, and I trudged back to the bed room and slipped into a light-fit shirt and shorts and pulled on my running shoes. I headed down the road to my local trailhead, and decided to take one of the easier paths--I really wanted to run. I was about 20 minutes into my run and I just didn't seem to have the energy I normally do. I had definitely worked up a sweat, despite my short exertion on the trails, but it felt good to be outside in the warm air. I decided if I didn't have the energy to run, I'd at least explore a trail. I found myself heading up the same trail on which I had met G a week past. I struggled a bit to get up some of the initial steep inclines, almost pushing myself up off each rock. It took me about 45 minutes to reach that fallen tree where I had been caught so off-guard, but there I was again sitting on it. Catching my breath, I looked around and again took in the scenery. A hand landed on my shoulder and I jumped straight off the log. I heard a laugh from behind and knew instantly that Gerry had once again managed to sneak up on me. I turned and there he was, in that same red tank top he'd had on before and a pair of basketball shorts, with a small backpack slung over his right shoulder. "Well hey there, Reid, haven't seen you the last couple days! Good to see you back up in the hills." "Yeah," I responded, "been a crazy, busy week. New job and all." "Oh yeah? Last we talked all I knew is you had just gone through a breakup and were out exploring the world again," he said with a smirk. "Guess you really are going through a period of new beginnings and all!" "Yeah, I suppose." "You seem a little off today," he said, with just a hint of concern on his face. "Everything okay?" "Yeah, I'm just a little worn out already. Wanted to really get in a good run and all, but I'm just not feeling it today, which is unusual for me." "Oh really? Well maybe some company will help perk you up?" Oh, it would, and it did. As if on-cue, I felt my cock twitch. In all the ass-fucking frenzy of the previous night I hadn't gotten off. My ass may have still been a bit sore, but my cock was all ready to take the lead. And by the lead, I mean straight into more trouble of the sexual kind. But hey, I'm gullible, and I figured maybe this time I could keep my composure and let a hike be a hike. "Sure, maybe the motivation will get me going." "Great! Let's head up the trail again, it's my favorite of course!" And with that, we were off again. G had taken note of how I didn't seem to be at a full-energy level, so he didn't press the pace. We headed up the trail, occasionally chatting about my new job. Being tech support, it's hard to converse about what I do with people not technically-inclined, but he seemed to grasp most of what I told him when I did occasionally get into some detail. He really seemed fascinated by the fact I was able to do as much as I did from the comfort of my home, though as I pointed out most tech problems usually end up being the user or the software. I hadn't yet encountered a situation where hardware had been at fault. "Here, want to take a rest?" he suddenly asked. I looked around and realized we had reached that spot where last time we had explored each other. Or, well, G had explored me. "Yeah," I responded. "I didn't realize we had gotten this far up already." "I figured if we talked a bit, it would take your mind off the climb. Seems I was right," he observed. And he was. I hadn't really been focusing on my lack of energy, which seemed to be a little higher now that we had been moving around. We sat on that same large fallen tree that just days ago I had been bent over. G pulled a pair of water bottles out of his backpack and handed one to me. We both drank pretty greedily--it was fairly warm after all. With just an inch or so of water left in his, he lifted the bottle over his head and poured it over himself. He shook his head back and forth, spraying the water in all directions including on me. "Ha! Sorry bud, got you a little wet there," he laughed. "All good," I said with a little laugh of my own. The silliness of it brought a little levity to my atypically down mood. His hand landed on the back of my neck as he brushed some of the splashes off. My cock twitched feeling the warmth of his hand hit my skin. He noticed. "Oh, didn't realize brushing water off would affect THAT!" I blushed and turned my head to the left to face him, and realized his face had already moved in close. I was powerless to respond as his lips made contact with mine, separating them and his tongue pushing deep into my mouth. His hand moved up from my neck to the back of my head and pulled me face further against his and his tongue sank back almost to my tonsils. His tongue explored my mouth for a couple minutes as his other hand moved to grip my now rock-hard cock through my shorts. He gave my member a few squeezes, before reaching down my thigh, finding the opening in my shorts where my left leg exited, and reaching up in to caress my balls. He broke the kiss and pulled back a little, but locked his eyes on mine. "I've been hoping to see you again. I had such an amazing time with you last we met, I've been hoping we could do it again." I didn't know how to respond, and as his hand in my shorts slowly moved from my balls down betwen my legs, I simply closed my eyes, moaned, and spread my legs giving his fingers access to probe my hole. I felt one of them begin to just penetrate my opening, and suddenly felt something begin oozing out. G noticed it too, and pulled his hand back slowly, and his hand emerged from my shorts with a glob of cum on the inside of his fingertip. "Oh my, what have we here?" "Oh, um, sorry," I said weakly, "I fooled around a little last night." Shit, I felt like such a fool not having anticipating this, or at the very least cleaning myself up a bit more after last night's plowing. I knew I had just blown the moment. "So what you're saying is, you came prepared?" Whoa, hadn't....... thought of it that way? G stuck his finger in his mouth briefly and sucked the cum off it, then stood up in front of me. He reached forward and with his hands clamped in my armpits, pulled me up off the log to stand squarely before him. For just a moment neither of us moved, our eyes were locked and nothing was said. His hands drifted down to my shorts and with a quick tug they dropped to the ground once my cock had sprung free. It bounced up and hit my pelvis, a strand of precum swinging up and sticking to my stomach. His hands next moved upward, slipping under my shirt and pulling it upward. My arms swung up and my shirt was up and over my head and on the ground in one swoop. I stepped gently out of my shorts, naked in front of G except for my shoes. His eyes remained locked on my as he slowly pulled his tank top up and over his head. His massive chest was fairly furry as he exposed it to me for the first time, and I noticed he had some tattoos, though it was hard to make them out fully beneath his fur and his dark, tanned skin. I was about to ask him about it when my eyes followed his hands down to his shorts, and the cock pointing out from within them. He knew I was watching and slowly pulled the front of his shorts out and freed his 8-inch, thick monster. As his shorts dropped to the ground, his own strand of precum dangled from the droop of foreskin hanging from the front. He gripped his cock with his right hand, and slowly pulled the foreskin back, exposing the pink mushroom it covered. My eyes never left it. He broke my trance by reaching down and picking up his shorts. He took them in hand, along with his tank top, and then reached down to collect my shirt and shorts. He laid them out on the trunk as if creating a bed. He turned to me and held out his hand--I took it. He guided me over and then sat me in the middle of the blanket of clothing. He pulled up on my left leg while pressing down on my chest and I realized he wanted me to lay back on the log; I did exactly as he wished.

Part 3 – Personal Attention Reggie stood up and collected the parTy supplies and placed them in the black leather bag. He then turned to Travis. I’m going into my room to continue. R: You can sit hear and wait for Garth or you can follow me. He’ll be fine right there. We’ll come back to check on him in a little while. T: Okay Reggie grabbed Travis and threw him over his shoulder. Travis was turned on by being manhandled. They entered a dark room with a bed in the center. That is all Travis could make out with the low lighting. Reggie threw the twink on the bed and threw him the black bag. R: Lets see how well you were paying attention. Go ahead and pack the bowl. And make it a big bowl. I wanna unlock you inner whore. Travis did not know why he was so turned on by being called a whore. He didn’t know why he was turned on by any of this. He followed the directions as well as he could remember and lit the bowl with the torch. The first hit was a huge success and huge cloud. R: That’s it my boy. That’s it. Here hand me that. Reggie took his hit and got next to Travis on the bed. He turned to Travis and blew the cloud right in his face while reaching for his nipples. Just a slight tug and a moan escaped the twink’s mouth. R: I want you to blow clouds on me but this time on my dick. You got that? Travis nodded and lit his bowl. He took a big hit and lowered his mouth on the black meat. He was able to get about half of it in his mouth before coughing up the cloud. Reggie rubbed the back of the twink’s head softly. R: Again Travis repeated but this time when he went to exhale, Reggie pushed him down further on this dick. Travis coughed trying to breath but the big black dick was cutting off his air. Reggie relented and let go just in time. R: Again Travis repeated this process until he was able to get all the the black meat down his throat. It was only for a few seconds but gawd did it make Reggie feel great. Each time Travis’s throat clenched his dick, he almost wanted to cum straight down his throat. But he was holding out. R: ok now get on all fours. I wanna see that ass winking at me. Travis complied and was head down ass up read for inspection. R: Mmm, nice smooth white boy pussy. Mmmm. Reggie lunged right in and pushed him tongue into the quivering hole. T: OOOOH MG. omg, ahhhhhhhhh That’s when Reggie realized the boy was hard trying to jerk off at a weird angle. He had not thought about the boys dick at all. It was a creamy white 7’’ but almost at thick as his own 9’’ meat. This brought an evil thought to his mind. R: do you want this big dick in your hole? T: yes, I need to get fucked. I want to give my virginity away. Take it from me. I’m giving it to you. Fuck me already please. R: Alright but I need you to do something for me first. It’s a bit evil and I think the T has helped me open your dark side. I wanna feed that dark side. I’ll be right back. Part 4 - Waking up Garth Reggie walked out of the room. A minute or two went by before reggie returned with Garth over his shoulder. He walked over to dimly lit corner of the room. Travis finally focused enough to make out a sling in the corner. He was strapping Garth into the sling. R: okay so I think it’s safe to tell you what the plan was when you got here. Now that you are tweaking hard, you will appreciate this. In those sodas was another drug called Gina. It calms shit down and relaxes while the tina energizes and makes your horny. you drink enough Gina and you pass out. You were supposed to pass out and placed in the sling for us to use. I think you are tweaked enough to do this voluntarily now. Am I wrong? T: No, I wanna get fucked in the sling. R: Thought so. Well someone couldn’t handle the plan and drank too much of the soda. He’ll be okay. In fact he should be waking up sooner rather than later. I want you to fuck him awake. Your load in him to get my load in you. Travis was shocked. How could that have been the plan? How could Garth have betrayed him like that. He knew the answer though. Tina – this evil drug that works magic on your body and mind. But could he actually go through with it? Rape his best friend? He had always pictured him getting fucked by Garth not the other way around. Travis kept trying to think straight but the evil Tina thoughts won out. Of course he wanted to rape his best friend, that cunt tried to set him up. T: I’ll do it. What do I do? Reggie lined him up with Garth’s body in the sling and pushed his head into the twunk’s ass. R: Eat his hole. Lick it right up. Lube that fucker up. Travis stuck out his tongue and had his first taste of hole. He was slobbering it up in no time. He was tongue fucking his friend like he was born to do it. With Garth knocked out still, his hole gave little resistance to the tongue invasion. Travis pulled away and pushed 2 fingers into the wet cunt. The soft feeling was strange to him but his dick jumped at the thought of being inside of his friend. He was ordered to push a third and then fourth finger into the sleeping hole. Reggie maneuvered around Travis and pushed his fingers into the hole. His fingers had 2 chunks of Tina between the fingers. He left the fingers in while the Tina melted away. Travis hadn’t caught it but was told to stand up straight. R: now don’t over think this kind guesture. Reggie got down on his knees and put Travis’s dick in his mouth. He quickly coated the dick with saliva and then got back up. R: Don’t ever think it. Just line it up with his hole. He’s out cold right now so his hole should be easy to slide into. Travis pushed forward and the feeling nearly overwhelmed him. He was holding his breath. He let it out as he bottomed out his thick meat inside of his friend. His best friend. His beautiful bitch of a friend. Travis felt his friend’s ass grip his dick like a soft glove. He slowly rocked back and forth. R: Now don’t do that. Don’t soft fuck him. You’re not laying with a lover. You are fucking a little whore who loves the dick. Travis heard the words and picked up his pace. He was slamming into the sleeping body with intent to leave sore. Reggie walked around to Garth’s head and opened some smelling salts and placed them in Garth’s nostrils. This jolted the poor boy awake. Awake but still out of it. He was trying to come to but moaning every other sound. Travis had stopped in his tracks and waited for his friend to get more awake. As soon as Garth was able to look up at Travis, Travis pulled all the way out and slammed his thick meat straight back in. This kicked all the air out of Garth and he was stuck in a different daze. His hole gripped down on the invading dick. Travis responded with another pull out and slam in. He continued to fuck him like that until Garth was no longer gasping for air. He was in moaning mode. G: Whaaaats going on? Why am I in here? Mmmmm R: Travis is just waking you up from your G-hole. Dont you just love his thick dick? You never told me he had such a great dick. G: Ohhhh! Mmmmm But I'm supposed to top. Ohhhhh. T: Plans change Travis grips Garth by the waist and long dicks him again. This time he's cumming into the used hole of his best friend. T: I'm cumming. I'm cumming Reggie grabs Travis by the shoulders R: Congratulations on becoming a man. Hope you liked the feeling of nutting in a whore. But now its your turn to be fucked like a bitch. get back on your fours.

Sorry for the slow start Part 1 - Intro Travis POV- I’m Travis, I’m a 5’ 8” blonde haired, green eyed white boy that just turned 18. I have a wonderful twink body that requires no attention but gets all the attention from girls and guys. I’m attracted to both but am very shy. I’ve never gotten past 2nd base with anyone. I have this best friend named Garth. I’m totally in love with him and will do anything he asks me to. We’ve talked about doing sexual things together but I usually chicken out due to my shyness. My parents are going out of town for the weekend and I’m going to spend it with Garth. He wants to hit up a party and he swears that he has found some sort of medicine that will help us relax. I really hope so. I really want to lose my virginity to my best friend. Today is the day of the party. I got all ready for this event that I had no idea about. I am hoping that we only stay at the party for a short while. Maybe we can come back to my place or go over to his place. I hope that everything will work out alright and we get to some sexual experience. I bought an enema set just for this special weekend. I followed the gay instructions and cleaned out; way out. I’m ready to do, just waiting on Garth to pick me up. I stare at my phone longingly, waiting for his text message. I start to mentally go over everything I had to go over for the night. - Clean out – check. - Shave everything smooth – check. Not that I really needed that one, I’m pretty naturally smooth. I just like to shave over to make sure. - Sexy underwear – check - Sexy new cologne – check - Condom in my pocket – check. Needed safety if we get that far. Text message hits my phone. It is Garth. He is out front waiting for me. I’m so nervous but ready for anything. I grab my house keys and head out the door. Garth POV- I’m Garth. I’m 18 and a half. I’m 5’ 10’’. I have jet back hair and piercing brown eyes. My body is right between twink and twunk thanks to the in house gym I have at home. I was also a virgin up until a few weeks ago. I mean, technically I still was but now I’ve given head and gotten head back. I even had 2 fingers in me while I was getting sucked off. It felt amazing. I attended this party at a friend of a friend’s place. He ended up pulling out some T for some of us to smoke. I didn’t want to be the only one not having fun so I also smoked some with the crowd. I say crowd but I ended up alone with Reggie. One thing led to another and suddenly we were going at it a bit. The second time I met up with Reggie was a week later and it was just the 2 of us. We hung out and smoked. The the next thing I remember is his body slapping into mine. That’s when I knew I was no longer a virgin. I was pretty high and loved every moment of it. I really liked Reggie and his bomb smoke. He told me I could come back but I had to bring a friend. He didn’t say why but I think I have an idea. Anyways, as soon as he said to bring a friend, I immediately thought of my best friend Travis. If anyone needed to unwind a little it was him. Plus he says he has the whole weekend to have fun without any interloping parents. But most importantly, I wanna see him on all 4’s begging for some dick like I was. I got ready to the evening the way any other guy does. Shower, shave, and overdue it on the cologne. Haha. I laugh because I know we are gonna be a sweaty mess soon enough. I know I loved trying the smoke out. I cant wait to see how Travis looks all smoked out. My dick starts to thicken just thinking of it. I calm myself down and get into my car. I’m driving over and get to Travis’s house. I text him and wait a few minutes until he ventures out. I ask him how he’s doing and I get a calm response of I’m ok. I laugh to myself, oh we’re gonna be a whole lot better than ok in a bit. I wait for him to buckle up and then im off to the races. I drive about 10 mins away and pull up to my favorite place on Earth, Reggie’s place. I text him that we are there and he opens the garage door. I pull my car right into the garage. As the garage door drops and finishes moving, I turn to Travis and say No going back now. I smile a handsome grin give him a kiss on the cheek. We exit the car and are greeted at the garage/kitchen door. There stands Reggie, our great host for the night. Part 2 - Reggie’s pad Reggie stood in the doorway. He is a a 5’ 11 African American man in his early 40’s. He has a muscular frame with broad shoulders. He has great pecks and arms. He is dressed in a black shirt and a pair of jeans. He has a very commanding presence; very alpha male feeling. This was went through Travis’s mind as he stared up at the man. R: please come in boys. The boys followed Reggie into the living room and sat on the large sectional couch. Travis sat right in the middle and Travis sat on one side of him. Reggie stayed standing up. R: are you boys thirsty? I can get us a couple of cokes. T: That will be great. Reggie disappeared into the kitchen. He cracked open 3 cokes and looks over at the boys. They are still sitting quietly on the couch. He reaches into his pocket and pulls out a vial and drops some thick liquid the cokes. He shakes them briefly before taking them into the living room for his guests. R: I hope you guys like your coke. They taste Great. All three take drinks from their cans. T: Oh mine must a be a little old. It has a bitter taste to it. G: Mine tastes great. I don’t know what you are talking about. R: I’m sorry. Would you like another? T: oh no, it’s fine, I drink them how they come **smile**. A nervous Travis downs his coke. Reggie picks up a remote and starts some music to fill the silence. T: I thought this was supposed to be a party? Where is everyone? R: oh I though Garth told you. We thought we could hand just us for a while before the parTy. So we can all relax a bit and see where the night goes. G: Yeah, I know how you are with too many new people so we decided this would be better. At least for a little while. T: Oh thank you for thinking of me. I thought that we were going to work on our stuff separately like after the party. G: Don’t worry. Reggie is just going to watch, observed and help guide use through this. He just wants to watch. It’s one of his things he likes, to watch younger guys parTy get wild. I’m getting ahead of myself though. Garth turns toward Reggie who already pulled out the black leather bag. Garth unzipped the bag and brought out the contents onto the coffee table. G: I’m going to show you how to relax and just go with things. Just like he showed me. T: Show me what? What is all that stuff. Garth pulled out a pipe and lighter and baggie filled with T. he opened baggie and filled the pipe. G: This is called Tina. It works like magic. You’ve got to try it with me. Garth lit the bowl and melted the T inside the bowl. The smoke started to collect and then through the pipe into his lungs. Garth held it a moment and then pushed out a big white cloud of smoke. G: okay, your turn. Here hold it like I was. And I’ll light it for you. Don’t suck until you see the smoke start to collect. Okay? Travis was overwhelmed. He was apprehensive about this situation and especially with a drug he’d never heard of. But his beloved asked and he gave in. Travis put the pipe up to his mouth and let Garth light the bowl. He breathed in G: Now hold it a moment. Good… now breath out. Travis let out a medium sized cloud. G: Good try. Now do another, this time bigger. Travis breathed in and held it. Breathing out another medium sized cloud but bigger than the first. Reggie stood up and reached for the pipe. R: Here, let me show you. Reggie took out a small torch and used it on the bowl. He blew out a huge white cloud that filled the line of vision for a moment. R: like that little boy. He hands the pipe back to Travis along with the torch. Repeating what he had just witnessed, he lit the bowl up with the torch and blew out a huge white cloud. R: Good boy Trying to impress the alpha male, Garth book the next hit using the torch and he too blew out a room full of clouds. R: Good Boys. Again. Oh, did you want another coke? G: Sure I’ll take one. We’ll share one. Reggie walked back to the kitchen knowing the boys were busy with their cloud competition. He didn’t even half to sneak with the G. He just pulled it right out and gave a double dose in the can. Reggie walked back to the living room with a can of soda and a wet towel. R: here you go. Another soda and a wet towel to cool off the pipe to refill it. Here hand me the pipe and I’ll refill it. Garth took 2 big bulps of the coke and sat down. G: is it me, or is it really hot in here? T: oh yes, it is warm. R: oh let me go turn on the AC but feel free to take your shirts off. I know I will be. Reggie got up and turned the thermostat on. Walking back he had his shirt already over his shoulder. He walked over to the boys. R: here let me help you. Reggie pulls Garth’s shirt right up and over his head. He does the same to Travis. Reggie started the next bowl with the torch and handed them back to Travis. He took a huge hit and tried to pass it to Garth but Garth seemed to be almost sleeping. T: Garth, are you alright? R: oh he’ll be alright. He’s just overheating because of the T. look he get better the more clothes I take off of him. Reggie practically rips the pants open and pull them down and off his legs. He wasn’t wearing any underwear and just sat there in the nude. His dick was semi hard and leaking precum. Reggie squeazed the boys nipples and then used his finger to collect some precum from his leaking dick. He pushed the finger to Travis’s mouth. Travis had never tasted such an amazing taste. T: OMG that is amazing. Is he okay? R: Yeah he just needs to cool off a bit and he’ll be white as rain. We should probably try to cool down too or we might overheat too. Travis didn’t need to hear anything more. He just listened to the alpha and dropped his pants and underwear. He revealed his own semi. Before he could even register that he was naked with Reggie, Reggie was naked too with his hard 9” dick sticking straight out and slight curve to the right. He used the same finger to scoop up some of his own precum and pushed it to Travis’s mouth and again he licked it all up.

I was 19 years old in 1984 when I took a taxi to a gay bar in the small city in Upstate New York where I grew up. There was no sign identifying the bar, but all the local gay men knew it had a red lightbulb over the front door. I met a hot guy in his 30s named Mateo who wanted to fuck me, but we did not have a place to do it. An overweight and rather unattractive guy in his mid 50s named Larry sat on a nearby stool and overheard our dilemma and called Mateo over to him so he could share a possible solution. They introduced themselves by name and shook hands as Mateo took a seat on the stool next to Larry. What was interesting about the ensuing conversation with Larry, was that I was not part of it as I now sat on my stool as a distant bystander, while they talked about me like I was not even there. Larry told Mateo he would love to help Mateo fuck a slut. And while he did not have a place to go, he had a huge Chrysler New Yorker in the parking lot with dark tinted windows. Larry said there was lots of room in the backseat to fuck if Mateo wanted to use the backseat of his car. Larry said he would do one better and drive on the nearby freeway and some deserted roads while Mateo slut fucked in the backseat. Larry said if Mateo was going fuck a slut in a car, better for it to be moving than parked somewhere where the authorities could come across you at any time. Larry told Mateo that if he stayed within the speed limit and obeyed the rules of the road, no one would expect fucking going on in the backseat. Larry then asked Matteo if he had a driver's license which Mateo confirmed he did. Larry told Mateo the only thing he wanted in exchange for his time and gas for driving around, was to fuck the whore in the backseat as payback, while Mateo drove the New Yorker back to the bar. Mateo responded, "Fuck yeah, let's do this!" and he and Larry started to move off their stools. Mateo came over to me, briefly making eye contact, and held up his thumb and index finger, pointing to the front door of the bar, as Larry led the way out. Once we got to Larry's car, Mateo and I got in the back seat and closed the door. Mateo’s demeanor toward me changed during his conversation with Larry. When we first met, Mateo seemed excited to meet me and freely engaged me in conversation like he was interested. Now he was no longer communicative and quite honestly, I felt I was nothing more than a sexual object. There was a distance and hardness to Mateo’s temperament that had not existed earlier. As Larry got behind the steering wheel, he started the car. It was a humid night in upstate New York, even late at night after dark, so Larry rolled down all the electronic windows to let some fresh air in. In the meantime, Mateo pulled off my t-shirt, shorts, and underwear, like I was a kid needing help getting undressed. Once I was bare-assed naked except for my white calf-length athletic socks and sneakers, Mateo announced to Larry, “I think we are all ready to go!” As Larry put the car in drive and drove out of the gravel parking lot, Mateo picked up my shorts, t-shirt, and underwear and threw them over his shoulder, tossing them out the open window! Suddenly panicked, I attempted to open my car door to get my clothes, but Larry had the childhood locks set so the door would not open! Mateo commented to Larry, “I wonder if the whore’s clothes will still be in the parking lot when we get back?” to which Larry responded, “Hard to say!” with a chuckle. I was both panicked and at their mercy as Larry approached the nearby entrance to I-81 and turned onto the freeway and accelerated to 60 mph. Mateo meanwhile stripped off his sneakers and jeans and then pushed my mouth down on his big brown uncut cock to get it wet. Mateo then pushed me on my back and lifted my legs up in the air high, so my sneakers were almost touching the ceiling. Mateo pushed himself inside of me with one full thrust and laid his body on top of mine, his 6’2” body engulfing my smaller 5’7” thin body. Our heads were side by side, but there was no talking going on as he started to thrust inside of me feverishly. I am not sure how long he fucked me with me wedged between the backseat and his body, but my pussy was now open, freely accepting his cock. After a long time, Mateo lifted off me and looked around to see where we were located. He pulled me up, and as I looked around, I realized we were now driving down a dark deserted country road. The one thing about upstate New York is it did not take long to get from populated to secluded areas… Mateo decided to fuck me doggy. He pushed my legs and knees together, so he had room for his right knee on the backseat and his left foot on the floorboard. Mateo stuck his cock in me and started fucking me full force, bucking his hips hard against my ass as his big hands clamped tightly against my hips. As he fucked me hard, my hands were on the seat holding me up. Each time Mateo's hips forcefully thrust forward, however, it caused me to inch forward and after a short time, the top of my head was literally hitting against the car door as I stared down at the seat! After several thrusts, I lifted my hands up against the side of the door, and up further until my hands were squeezing the top of the door where the window slit was located now that the window was down. This not only stopped my head from banging against the door, but it gave me some leverage so Mateo could not push me forward any further. Mateo must have sense my naive plan, because he unexpectedly bucked my hips with so much force, my body lunged forward and my hands lost their grip on the top of the door. My body lunged forward, so my hands slipped though the open window! As my body tilted forward and having lost all my leverage, Mateo used his strong thighs and knees to force my hips forward, until they were against the door along with my thighs and knees. This caused my naked body to be hanging outside the open window from the waist up! Mateo firmly grabbed the top of the door where the window slit was located with his big hands, like I had done just moments before. Unlike mine, Mateo's grip was firm and with his bigger body planted directly behind me and big cock stuffed up my hole deep, I was wedged between Mateo and the door with no place to go. I yelled as my head, arms, and hands were dangling and flailing out the window and I felt the night wind blowing against my naked body. Mateo did not break his pace and continued to fuck me hard from behind. After a long fuck and feeling some wind burn on my face, Matteo pulled me back inside of the car, keeping me impaled on his cock as he sat in the center of the backseat with one foot on either side of the center hump of the floorboard. I became Mateo’s bouncy little boy as he continued to grip my waist, lifting me up off his cock and then pulling me back down until he was balls deep again. At one point, Mateo put his hands under the back of my thighs and started lifting upward so my knees moved against my chest. Mateo ordered me to spread my legs wide so the bottoms of my sneakers were against the back of the front headrests. I felt like a two-bit whore with my legs spread so wide, as gravity fully impaled me on Mateo's cock, with Mateo lifting me up and pushing me down by my waist to control the rhythm of the fuck. After a while, Mateo positioned his hands underneath my thighs to pull my spread knees back toward my chest again. With a fluid motion, Mateo moved his hands and arms, so his arms snaked under my arm pits and his hands moved and clasped behind my neck. Mateo had me restrained in the full nelson wrestling position, with me totally immobilized and I was forced to take his full cock and he pistoned it in and out of me as hard as he could. That put Mateo over the edge as he soon yelled, “Take my babies, bitch!” and buried his cock and his seed deep inside of me with one final thrust. Mateo released his hold, and I stretched my legs and put my sneakers back behind the headrests. Mateo held me in place fully impaled on his cock and let out a deep loud growling “WOOF!” as Larry pulled the car to the side of a deserted road. It is like the three of us were in a coordinated dance as Larry got out of the car and opened the back door behind the driver’s seat slightly so Mateo could get out when ready. Mateo lifted me off his cock and pushed me over to sit on the backseat behind the front passenger seat, ordering me to “keep my babies inside of you, bitch, so you don’t get them on the leather seat.” Mateo got fully dressed as Larry moved around the back of the car to the back passenger side door where I now sat. Larry unbuckled his belt and pushed his pants and underwear down to his ankles. He slipped off his loafers and took his pants and underwear fully off and then slipped his loafers back on his feet. I shuttered a bit as I looked at Larry's body because he was someone I would never consider having sex with. He had a belly, and man boobs, and an unattractive face. As I was lost in my thoughts, Larry opened the back passenger door where I was sat and said, “Time to pay up, bitch! Get on your fucking hands and knees!” as he threw his clothes on the floorboard and started coming toward me through the open door. By this time, Mateo had exited the backseat, closing the door behind him. I moved in as far as I could toward the door Mateo had closed as Larry crammed himself in the back seat and closed his door behind him. I was a bit startled as Mateo reached through the open window and grabbed underneath my armpits with his big hands. He firmly pulled my body toward him and through the open window until my waist over the edge of the door, with the top half of my body fully hanging outside of the car again. Mateo harshly said, “Stay in this fucking position and be a good whore to pay Larry back for the generous use of his car!” With that, Mateo slapped my face hard and opened the driver’s door to get in the front seat. In the meantime, I felt Larry’s body behind me as he ordered, “Take my fat German sausage up your used cunt, whore!” as he shoved his surprisingly fat cock deep inside of me. I inhaled at the thickness of Larry’s cock, as Mateo pulled the car back onto the deserted road. While Larry’s cock was nowhere near as long as Mateo’s, it was much thicker and stretched me further. Larry got a steady rhythm down when I suddenly and unexpectedly felt something wet hit the portion of my body hanging out the window. At first, I wondered if it started to rain, but as the wetness hit me again, I realized it was at the wrong angle for rain. By the time I felt the spray of wetness the third time, I realized that Mateo was hocking up loogies and blowing them out his open window to let the force of the air as he drove splatter the loogies against my body! As Mateo’s loogies continued to splash against my body, I started getting nervous because I saw lights in the distance as we started getting closer to the city. Panic hit me when I saw the headlights of a vehicle driving toward us. As the headlights got closer, I started pushing my ass back on Larry’s cock as I intuitively tried to push myself inside of the car to keep my naked body from being seen. Larry’s body, however, held the top half my body firmly in place outside of his car at my waist, and headlights be damned, he was not about to let me back inside anytime soon. The road was wide enough that the car did not pose any physical threat to me, but the vehicle’s headlights allowed the driver to see my naked body from the waist up hanging out the window, including my full face! Because I was grinding my ass against Larry’s cock, futilely hoping by some miracle that would get my body fully back inside his car, I’m sure it was pretty obvious to the person driving toward us that I was getting fucked! As the vehicle got closer, the guy flashed his headlights a couple of times and as we passed him, now under streetlights at the edge of town, the driver's eyes make direct contact with mine for an instant. I had a sense that my eyes were pleading to be anywhere else but there, staring at this stranger for a fleeting moment. The stranger meanwhile quickly tapped on his horn twice as he drove past us in his red truck. Mateo tapped the horn of the New Yorker twice in response, sharing a moment with the stranger now in the rearview mirror. At this exact moment, I heard Larry's labored breathing as he grunted hard and loud, dumping his load inside of me. Larry pulled his cock out of me and pulled me back inside of the car. He ordered me to turn around and clean off his cock as Mateo drove through the city and back to the parking lot. The parking lot had no direct lighting but the nearby streetlights casted an orange hue that softly lit the parking lot. Once parked where it all began, Mateo got out of the car and walked around to other side of the car to let Larry out. After Larry got out of the car, he grabbed his underwear and pants from the floorboard and left his door open as he put his clothes back on. As Larry zipped himself up, I heard a vehicle pull into the parking lot, driving over the gravel. It drove up next to Larry’s car facing the opposite way, so the driver was looking straight into the window where I was sitting. It was the driver of the red truck who saw me getting fucked 10 minutes earlier. Both Mateo and Larry walked over to the stranger’s truck to speak with him, but I could not hear what they were saying. After a bit, Mateo walked over to the driver’s side passenger door and opened it for me, and I got out of the car, naked except for my socks and sneakers. I stood behind the open door, using it as a shield to hide my naked body. I noticed the parking lot was empty except for three vehicles, the third which I assumed was Mateo’s. The stranger got out of his truck and walked over to get a better look at me. In the soft orange hue of the parking lot, this stranger looked like he was in his late forties and more of a farm hand kind of guy. He had cowboy boots on and jeans, as well as a button-up shirt. He was taller than me and bulky. He was a decent looking guy overall. I asserted myself momentarily by telling all three men that I needed to find my clothes, and started walking away from them, desperately searching the parking lot for my missing t-shirt, shorts, and underwear. They were nowhere to be found, and the stranger finally yelled, “Boy you better get bare ass over here before someone sees you and you get arrested for indecent exposure.” And with that I walked back toward the three men feeling defeated. The stranger looked at me and said, “You have a choice boy: The three of us drive off and leave you in this parking lot bare-assed naked and you take your chances, or you come with me and let me use your cunt to empty my bull balls.” He turned and walked to his truck and I followed him. As he reached his truck, I started to walk around the front of the truck to get in the passenger seat when the stranger told me to hold up and called me over to him. He walked toward the back of his truck and said, "Boy, you ride in here," and patted the top edge of the truck bed. Feeling I had no choice, I walked to the end of the truck and hoisted myself up into the truck bed by putting my foot on the bumper. Once inside, the stranger motioned me toward the front and told me to sit in the center of the truck bed with my back against the window and wall of the front cabin where he would sit and drive. I felt like his possession as he reassured me that it was about 4am and I would be fine riding in the truck bed for the 35-minute drive to his place in the country. The stranger got in his truck and started the engine, put his truck in drive, and pulled out of the parking lot. As the truck started to pick up speed and drive down the road, I heard a car horn beep twice. I looked up to see Mateo and Larry standing at the New Yorker with the driver's side door open. They both smiled big and waved to me…with my clothes in their hands. I was startled when the stranger tapped is horn twice in response, as I watched Mateo and Larry get into their respective vehicles, taking my clothes with them.

It would be nice to start all of this to say I had no idea when I entered the Bathhouse what Bug chasing and Neg/Poz sex was about. That would make all of this look innocent.That I had no idea what might happen and that I was forced into this against my will, almost. That would be a total lie though. Do you notice how many stories and porn stories with pozzing as it’s main subject , always have a guy slightly unwilling, naive or duped into becoming a poz slut? That was not me . I was no victim. I wanted that poz cum in me when I went into the bathhouse. I selected that bathhouse because the reviews had mentioned lots of shady men and bareback sex. More than one review mentioned guys with veins popping out and breeding going on. It was a magnet to me. The moment I saw a comment, that some guy had got pozzed there, I knew I had to go. Like a moth to the fucking flame, I was at the door of the bathhouse to get fucked poz This night I walked into the small bathhouse with purpose. I had seen an ad , an ad for a guy to be pozzed and like the voyeur and slut I was, I had to see, I had to go .I barely noticed the guy who smiled as I gave him my money , when I walked in. I asked where the Steamroom was , he replied . I walked to the lockers and I quickly undressed and wrapped a towel around me. The Steamroom was downstairs. I ignored everything else and tried to find it That is where the young guy in the Bareback Ad online had said he would be. He wanted to be Poz. The ad had 14 replies. At least 5 fully poz guys with no medication answered. The bottom was 19 and you could tell many guys would go just because he was young. I went because I knew one of the guys going. He wasn’t poz and he had fucked me before, but he was hot and so the young guy had readily accepted the request and told him when and where it was happening . The same bathhouse , with the same reputation and here I was outside the Steamroom. I put my towel on the hook outside the room. There were only about 4 other towels on hooks. I walked in. The first thing I noticed was not being able to see .It took a moment for my eyes to adjust and even then all I could see was shadows . What was surprising or really not ,was how few shadows there were and how none of the shadows seemed to be engaged in anything resembling sex. Before I could sit down on a bench, I saw a shadow lurch towards me. It was my fuckbud . In an angry whisper he said to me “ I knew it was you. That fucking stuck up slut never came. He bailed. They nearly always do. “ with that he walked out. Silence, darkness and heat and what was I clutching, oh yeah the poppers. I sat down. Part of me knew he wouldn’t turn up. It was all too much of a fantasy and what was I hoping anyway? To watch him be pozzed . Why never me ? I was thinking of all of this when I noticed a sudden movement near me. One of the shadows started moving towards another shadow and started speaking. “Well fuck it , if I am not going to gift someone I am going to the pub.” The guy he was talking to laughed. “ These fucking flakes, you know it is all just bullshit” then it happened. I don’t know if it was poppers or fear or darkness or that I was desperate ,but I heard myself speak. It was so lacking in confidence , but it was me, there was no doubt. “I am Neg. I would love to be charged Poz.” There was silence. I had no idea how many people were in the Steamroom. Including me , maybe 5? Silence . Nothing. Then one of the voices spoke. “You want my Poz seed?” “Fuck yeah “ I replied. Out of darkness I felt a hand. It lightly brushed my cock, then I felt myself being lifted up as the hand went under my balls and started to search my ass. “Fuck yeah ,Poz him “ someone said out of the darkness. I was both terrified and exhilarated. Out of the steam the shape of a fat cock came into view and my mouth opened as the hand beneath my balls started to lift me up, still searching my ass. I knew i was about to be lost . I grabbed the poppers and held it against my nose and sniffed hard. At that moment someone grabbed me and took the poppers out of my hand and while I tried to get them back started to turn me around towards the wall. I could hear myself breathing , talking to myself “ Fuck what are you doing ? “ I said to myself . “Don’t stop relax you want this ,”the other part of me said. Then my voice came out again “Poz my Neg ass” There were groans . I could hear people jerking off and then suddenly I saw a small man with a crix belly . He had a big fat cock. He had veins out everywhere that I could see. He had the “look”. Now it was my turn to groan. He came close to my ear and loudly whispered “ I was going to ask if you were sure” He said , “ but we both know you are.. slut “ He disappeared behind . I felt someone spread my legs . I couldn’t tell who. Suddenly as out of nowhere I felt my bottle of poppers against my nose. I sniffed it in hard, as it was taken away again .I relaxed and lent back, but started to feel a dick start to probe my ass. I panicked. Had I even lube up there?. But then I could feel the cold distinct feeling of lube being rubbed in my ass. Just as I felt this I felt a guy’s cock behind push into me hard. I groaned hard. I almost panted. I could hear groans around the room and the loud sounds of wanking. I was terrified and in heat. I hoped and feared it was the crix guy behind me,but both of us were panting and the pain and the pleasure kept up . My moaning was becoming loud, like some bitch in heat I was. Someone opened the Steamroom door and closed it. The heat started become hard to bear. Still I was bent towards the wall. The shadows seemed closer, the groans and the jerking. Someone groaned loudly and came on the floor. This made everyone louder. I was lost. “Make me pregnant” I yelled. “Charge me “ The door kept opening and closing . There was a loud groan and suddenly stillness behind me. “ You got my babies mate” and he laughed. At that there was a loud groan of “Fuck yeah” . I thought it was from some other guy, but it was me. A dick left, another one replaced it . I was being converted.i loved it The guy with Crix came up beside me again. “Tonight your going to be fucked up. “Please fuck me “i yelled . “ I already made you pregnant mate. The guy fucking you now is the guy who let you in and he has never taken meds. You will be truly fucked up by the end of this.” I don’t know how long I was there. I don’t know how many loads I had. Eventually I ended up at the showers. Everyone I passed smiled. Others would smile and pat me on the butt. I was humiliated. I was in heat . I could still feel cum inside me. It was still going down my leg .I went upstairs and dressed. As I went to the front door dressed ,the guy who let me in smiled. “Do you need a water. You must be dehydrated .”He handed me a bottle. I offered to pay . “ Are you kidding , after the floor show you put on tonight. Everyone should be buying you drinks” . I looked him over. He didn’t have the look . He smiled and almost blushed. “ Hey bud don’t worry I have it and you have well and truly been infected” . It was my turn to blush. “ I um.. “ I managed to stammer. The guy had a broad smile on him. “ I may not be obvious, but you are. As soon as you walked in I thought yep he wants the bug. When your friend left he was pissed because the 19 year old wasn’t there. He told me that at least you would be pozzed tonight. I mean that is how it always happens”. I was abit confused. He looked me in the eye and said “ There is no 19 year old begging to be pozzed that has an ad out to meet at this place. I place it, every couple of weeks , a different one. Sometimes they are 25, sometimes 30. Always hot. Always desperate to be pozzed.” “But why ?“ I stammered out “ Because it drums up business. People always come. The Tuesday night used to be dead. Now we have people crawling all over the place. The 19 year old may not be here, but someone always leaves converted. Someone always leaves with the Gift. Tonight that guy is you.” My legs felt weak, but I could feel my dick get stiff. “ In a couple of weeks hopefully you will take “ he said. “ The next time I put out an ad for a hot 27 year old you can be there and help convert a newbie . Someone like you . But if you don’t convert you can be that newbie. Can I sign you up for a membership for this bathhouse?” “Sold” I yelled too quickly. “ I want to be a member “. He smiled “ This week you are the newest member”

Hooked up with a top in his 70s online this week. He had a rather large dick and a fuck bench so what's not to like. Invited me over and when I arrived he told me he wanted to be sucked off first. He was 6ft,3 , wearing army boots and combats and I could hardly get his dick in my mouth. He told me he was going to breed my hole and took me into his garage. His fuck bench was home made but did the trick. He bent me over it and applied straps to my arms wrists around my boots and thighs with a big one over my body leaving me totally secured. He fucked my face again pushing deep down my throat and then said he was going to "bugger" me hard and raw. I was in no position to back out and didn't want to as I was very turned on by this. He said i'd needed to be gagged and took some duct tape and silenced me with it then got up behind me and pushed hsi big cock up my arse hammering me for ages. He was very verbal and told me he took ages to cum and I was his bitch until he did. Finally he shot a big load inside me ripped off the duct tape and made me clean his cock up. Best bondage fuck in ages.

Sorry gents, as it often does life got in the way a bit. I circled back a couple days ago, and had to re-read this myself to get the brain rolling again. After a few false starts, happy to say new chapters are underway. Reid is definitely in for some hot and heavy adventures, and they're going to "cum" hot, fast, and heavy! +=========================+ As is the case when you're looking forward to something, time passes painfully slow. I tried to avoid thinking about our impending fuck fest, but every time I took a piss through the day, it hurt more and more. I began to wonder if I had hurt myself with the sounds, though I hadn't been any more aggressive than normal when massaging my prostate. I freshened up with another quick shower around 6, and when I hopped out I noticed Ryan had messaged me, asking if it would be okay if he and Drew brought yet another bud along. Apparently my ass must have had a growing reputation thanks to those two. I figured the old adage, "in for a penny, in for a pound," pretty much applied here, so I replied that they could bring him. About 30 minutes later there was the anticipated knock on the door, and this time I answered it with some clothing on. There stood Ryan and Drew, both as I remembered them, but along with them stood a third man who looked rough, and I mean the kind of rough where he looked like he needed to take better care of himself. He wasn't my ideal fuck type at all, but given the two he was with I knew I could focus on them and he would simply be there in the background in my mind. As had become the routine normally (except for this morning), we headed for the bedroom and once there everyone began to shuck clothes. Drew was already half-hard, with another off-color strand of precum hanging down from his piss slit. Ryan looked his normal self, not much muscle mass and those purple blotches across his chest, but my eyes quickly fixated on that cock of his, as his shaft began to expand and his oversized mushroom started to rise. I then looked over at their friend, who introduced himself as Dirk. Dirk was the same height as Drew, but couldn't have weighed more than 150 pounds. I could see his rib cage and his skin looked dry. My best guess put him in his 50s, though I couldn't have known he was a year younger than Ryan. He had the same purple blotches as Ryan and Drew all over his chest, abdomen, and upper legs. And there, between those legs, was a cock with a thickness just less than Drews, and a cock head just smaller than Ryan's. He combined the best of both cocks, and he was already erect and throbbing at a solid 9". He was cut, like Ryan, and I noticed a couple of the purple bruises on his cock as well. Ryan saw me looking over Dirk and quickly moved in and smothered me with a kiss as I felt Drew kneel behind me, spread my cheeks, and begin probing my ass with his tongue. I moaned into Ryan's mouth as his tongue began exploring the inside of my own mouth, and I closed my eyes and allowed the bliss to envelop me. I sensed Dirk moving around behind me and shortly after felt his two warm hands gently grip my shoulder and begin to massage my upper back. Fuck, he knew what he was doing. We must have been quick a pile of man-flesh there in the middle of my bedroom. Everyone seemed to be doing their part to hold me upright as each worked a part of my body; I was in heaven. I felt Drew pull his tongue away from my ass and he shifted himself around and swallowed Dirk whole, sloppily deep-throating him and coating his cock with his saliva. After a few minutes of this, I hear him stop and sensed him shift out of the way as Dirk came up behind me and positioned his cock at the entrance to my ass. He gave a few short mini-thrusts, and his head popped in on the fourth thrust. Drew's tongue had done excellent work opening me up. Dirk slowly sank himself fully into me and came to a halt pressed up against me. I could feel his ribs against my back, but only for a moment as he slowly withdrew and slid in again. He repeated this a few times before I felt him slam into me several times in rapid succession and roar in my ear as his warmth spread deep into my bowls. "Fuck that was nice, I needed to release that one," he muttered as he slowly softened and begin to pull his cock from my ass. "Plenty more where that came from, gotta make sure the job gets done." Drew chuckled and I felt him slide in behind me, and start fingering my hole. His finger kept moving deep into my hole, and I felt it begin to twist around inside. It felt a little rough, but Ryan had my lips locked and I couldn't say anything. For a minute or so Drew continued probing my hole with his thin finger, until he pulled out with a curious feel. He rose to his feet and stepped behind me and slowly began to press his precum-smothered head to my anal opening. He decided not to go slow, and as I felt the tip of his arrowhead part my lips he slammed forward and hilted himself balls-deep. I cried out into Ryan's mouth and my eyes teared up; his entry had been the most painful I'd experienced. Much like this morning's first fuck, he brutally pounded me from behind as I heard Dirk softly egg him on. "Yeah, work that seed in there. Really fuck him and load him deep, ruin that hole so it's never quite the same." I began to feel a little uneasy, but just then Ryan reached around and hugged me tight and for some reason I relaxed, despite the pistoning of Drew behind me. Having already cum twice today, it took him about 20 minutes to finally reach orgasm, and as he swelled and exploded deep in my ass, my hole felt like it was on fire. I realized he only cared about fucking me, and really nothing else, and a part of me felt sad at this fact. He held himself still, once again cursing at how much it hurt to cum, and after I felt his cock begin to ease its spasms, he went back to work slamming my ass for all it was worth. My hole had become loose and sloppy, I could hear the sloshing as Drew slammed around in there. His fourth load was forever in cumming, and after nearly a half-hour, he swelled inside me and pushed as deep as ever and rockets a few more ropes of his cum into my second hole. This time he held himself deep, shuddering and moaning, until he gradually softened and his cock fell out. He dropped to his knees and I felt him again slide his longest finger up inside me, twisting it around as deeply as he could. How I could still feel anything inside my hole was beyond me. After a couple minutes of work, my ass hurt in so many ways, and still I knew Ryan had not yet cum. His dick had been pinched between us and had softened somewhat, but as I felt it begin to achieve full bloat I knew I still had another several loads to take. He broke our kiss as my lips felt chapped from the constant workout, and he looked at me with a surprisingly tender glance and using his thumbs to wipe away the tears. He took my right hand and led me to the bed where he had me lay on my back and slowly pushed my legs up to my chest. His mushroom head found my hold and met no resistance; he slid balls deep. Drew and Dirk both joined us on the bed, as I felt a shiver run through my body. Both placed their hands on the back of each thigh closest to them and began gently kneading those muscles as Ryan began to withdraw and slide back in. His giant head always acted as a plunger, and this time was no different as his thrusts pushed Dirk's and Drew's loads deeper into me. He established a gentle rhythm, working my hole over in a way that I knew he understood how much I was hurting at the moment, but also in a way he could bring himself across the finish line as well. It didn't take him long, and after just a few short minutes his breath got ragged and his head swelled a bit painfully that deep in my ass and with one finally thrust I felt him break deep into my colon before loading me with one of his cum enemas. He held himself deep inside me, a bit uncomfortably so as I felt my abdomen begin to fill. After a couple minutes the feeling subsided and he returned to his gentle in-and-out. I noticed to my left Dirk was stroking himself back to full mast, and for the first time I felt a little repulsed by his look. He looked almost sickly, and I shivered again thinking I had allowed him to cum in me. Ryan needed a bit of time to work up to his second load, and after about 20 minutes he deposited another enema deep inside me. My bowels felt like they were swollen, as if someone had pissed inside me, and yet I apparently wasn't done. Ryan got a determined look on his face and suddenly began a rapid and almost Drew-like brutal thrusting deep into my hole. I could feel the cum sloshing around inside me from the suction, and I glanced down and noticed a bump moving around where my own slight definition of abs were located. I realized I was seeing Ryan's cock head pushing against my inner abdomen and I tensed up in a moment of panic. It took him 15 minutes of tearing my ass up to deposit a third and final load from him. He closed his eyes, avoiding meeting mine, and he sighed and with a slight grin withdrew his cock from my hole. It was streaked red with blood. I knew real damage had occurred inside my hole, and seeing his cock looking like that made me question everything we had done over the last two weeks or so. Dirk shifted himself between my legs with his now-again solid boner, and this sickly-looking man slide into my ass with barely any resistance. Covered in his purple bruises and skinny as he was, I closed my eyes and hoped he would finish quickly. "Fuck, fuck, fuck, FUUUUUUCCKK..." He hilted and came. He held himself in place as he spasmed, and I opened my eyes to find him staring into them. I felt cold, my body began to shiver. "You really have a great ass man. Ruined now, but amazing to have been inside it," he said as he shuddered, releasing his last drops of cum into me. Well maybe if you guys had gone a bit gentler, it wouldn't be so sloppy and ruined I thought. Dirk laughed first, and Ryan and Drew started almost immediately after him. "Kid, you really don't know how much we enjoyed that," he said chuckling. "But you probably need to get some rest now, you're looking a bit rough for the wear." I was feeling pretty exhausted, and my throat was dry. They dressed quickly and I walked them to the door, a stream of cum beginning to slide down my legs as I brought up the rear; my hole was unable to fully close, nor contain all the cum that had been deposited beyond its gates. I closed the door and made for the shower. The hot water felt good and I grabbed my largest butt plug and worked it in, stemming the flow of seed. I noticed the cum on the shower floor was pink, and as it flowed into the drain I knew my hole had been absolutely wrecked. I toweled off and slipped into bed. It wasn't too late yet, but I decided I was going to go for a run the next morning. I needed to get out and do something other than just offer up my ass. Yet as I drifted off to sleep, I kept thinking of Dirk and how rough he had looked. I needed to perhaps be a bit more selective of the guys I let fuck me, and I entered my dreams deciding I would take more care in the future.

Was set up behind a closed McDonalds Place were trucks park at night. Can usually get a few guys pull up and it mostly oral. I was leaning against the car when I felt someone lean against me and push his hips intro my ass. I kind of just stood there. I could feel him moving around then I felt his hand on my short and he pulled them down to my knees, I heard him spit a few times and he moved closer pushed me against the car and guided what felt like a respectable 7.5-8”. He slid In slow and stead, was a bit uncomfortable ., he then started to go to town. Ounces me for about 5 min, I I could tell he was about to cum. I felt him twitch and heard him grunt and suddenly my as was real slippery. He reached into car and grabbed on of the towels and walked off. probably one of the drug dealers in the area, but he sure knew what was going on and he took advantage of it. as he walked off I got back in car and headed out of there.

I was a late bloomer, with my first gay sexual experience being sucked off at an adult bookstore booth when I was 17. Then, I kept going back, of course. It was at the bookstore that I read about the existence of bathhouses. I headed for the nearest bathhouse and I’ve been hooked ever since. They are safe places tomorrow have sex with a variety of men, which is why it’s sad to see them dying. Younger generations who rely on apps have no idea how much more fun bathhouses can be. I stayed in the closet a while, so bathhouses were my only sexual outlet. I learned so much watching and experiencing. It the first place I fucked someone, got my ass eaten out, tried poppers, fisted guys, dildoed guys, had group sessions, learned to enjoy bottoming, glory hole sucking, had my ass played with (expertly by my college English professor—but he didn’t recognize me). I’d also gotten the chance to watch so many guys having sex—fun and educational! My motto has always been that I would try anything sexually twice to see if I liked it, and bathhouses help me try many. What did you first try or see at a bathhouse?

I know it's bad form to cruise online when you are waiting for test results, but I guess that's the kind of whore I am. Besides, I was bored and nervous and needed to kill some time, so naturally I found myself on Scruff. Interestingly, there was this hot Latino guy who showed-up as nearby. Quite nearby, in fact. Less than 250 feet away. So I started a chat with him. Me: Wow! woof, you're cute Him: Thanks! you too. Me: Can I see your locked pics? Him: *unlocks* I look at his pics. His cock was uncut, about eight inches, and had a wicked down-curve. Me: Holy. Fuck. Nice cock! I know JUST where to put that! Him: It looks like you are close by. You at the clinic? Me: Yeah, I'm waiting for HIV test results. It's that time Him: Cool. glad you are getting tested. I'm a counselor here. Me: It must be hard to deliver the news and stuff Him: It's ok. It's important to be informed Me: Yeah, I guess it is. Actually, I can't believe I'm actually cruising while waiting for my results Him: It's understandable. We can't stop being sexual just because of HIV Me: Is it sick that I'm totally horny and want your cock right now? Him: Is it sick that I'm an HIV counselor and I want to fuck your ass right now? Just then the nurse came in and I had to put my phone away. She very perfunctorily informed me that I was negative, but would need to be tested again in six months due to recent sexual activity, adding that she would take me to the counselor to chat briefly about safe sex. With that she led me down the hallway to a private office where she introduced me to Michael. Michael, of course, was the counselor with whom I had just been chatting on Scruff! Oh, and Michael was HOT. He was probably about six inches shorter than me, had a slight, muscular build, but damn did he get the Enrique Eglesias looks! Plus he had a beautiful smile complete with dimples! I walked in and sat down as Michael closed the door. He shook my hand warmly and told me it was nice to meet me. We talked about my recent negative result and the fact that I could still be positive if the antibodies hadn't yet developed. We also talked about having safer sex and other diseases. Blah blah blah. Honestly, the standard preventive fare. When I got up to go we shook hands again and he said, "I get off in an hour... and would like to get off after that." What a line! He then rubbed his crotch suggestively while giving me an inviting smile. I grabbed one of his post-it notes and scribbled down my address and phone number, handing the slip of paper to him saying "I'm heading home right now and will be ready. And waiting." Sure enough he showed-up about an hour later, and I buzzed him up. Once in the apartment he wasted no time taking control by pushing me against the wall and making out. Then he broke off the kiss saying "Let's get naked. I don't have tons of time. I've gotta get home to my partner." "You have a partner?" "Yeah, does it matter?" "Well, no, not to me, but does he know?" "No, he thinks I'm a good boy, but I need sex. Lots and lots of sex." "Yeah, I believe you," I replied. Although his frankness was slightly unnerving, I was nevertheless turned on by the thought of his big cock fucking me, so I led him to my bedroom where we stripped. He pushed me down to my knees and I worked his cock. It wasn't super thick, but it was quite long. And the downward curve added a whole new dimension. Ordinarily I'm not much good at deepthroating, but fuck, Michael's cock was angling in exactly the right way as to slide down my throat, right past my esophagus. It felt incredible, especially as his foreskin provided dome extra smooth motion. After a couple of minutes he withdrew and gestured me up onto the bed, asking "You ready to get fucked? Where's your lube?" "In there," I replied, pointing to the night table, but adding "Umm, what about a condom?" "Do you really want to use one?" "Well, we just spent 15 minutes talking about safe sex, didn't we?" "Yeah, but bareback feels so much better, doesn't it?" "But you're an HIV counselor!" "So?" "And I just got tested AT YOUR CLINIC!" "And you were there getting tested because you are no angel, right? I bet you have been taking bare cock and enjoyed it but had a little scare which made you go get tested. Right?" "Umm...." "Okay, so some guys really get off on taking raw cock. I get that. I can't stop that. I can educate, but it really isn't going to change behavior. I mean, look at me? I know the risks and everything, and yet I love bareback sex." As he made these remarks he rubbed his cock head up and down my ass crack, teasing my ass lips. "You want me to bareback you, don't you?" he then asked, adding "It's okay to say 'yes'." "Yeah, kinda...." "So pass me the lube." "Are you neg?" "Nope, I'm poz." "Whoa, time out. You're poz and you want to bareback me?" Michael leans back from me and looks at me for a minute. He strokes his cock slowly, seductively, and doesn't say anything. Just stares at me. "Hell, yeah. Yeah, I do. I want to fuck that bubble butt of yours and leave my seed deep inside it. I want you to feel the throb of my cock as I cum inside you. I want to leave my DNA in your hole." "Maybe we shouldn't....." "Look. We both know you're taking raw cock. You've probably taken poz loads before, without even knowing. And I can see that you aren't turned off by the idea, because your cock is rock hard and drooling precum. You might as well just give in to your desires and let me give you a good fuck." "I'm just nervous...." "How about I warn you before I cum, and I can pull out if you want me to." "Um...." Then my body made its decision. I rolled over and got on all fours again, took a hit of poppers as he lubed his cock. And before I knew it, Michael was sheathing his eight-incher inside my ass. It was obvious that Michael had had a LOT of practice at fucking. He slowly, methodically fucked his whole dick into me from tip to hilt. Agonizingly slowly and pushing up inside my second ring. And the down curve was creating new sensations inside me. It was heaven! He picked up tempo and really started throwing all the meat to me. Hard. His curve kept popping up inside my colon, making me wince in pain every single thrust. He didn't care though. He told me to take it - to take his raw cock in my neg ass. "You know, I knew you were a cock pig if only 'cause you were on Scruff at the fucking clinic. I had a strong suspicion my cock would end-up being buried in your ass," Michael remarked. I chuckled in reply. Eventually his breath quickened and he told me he was getting close. I was actually getting close myself, because his cock was stroking the hell out of my prostate. I just moaned as he thrust away. "I'm gonna cum, man! Where you want it?" Michael asked. "Just keep fucking me!" "You fucking PIG! Here it cums! Gonna knock up this neg hole!!" "DO IT! Don't stop fucking me!" And then he flooded me. And when I say flooded, I mean FLOODED. I could actually feel the warmth and wetness fill my ass. He kept thrusting wildly and my ass just felt wet beyond anything I'd ever experienced. He was still fucking me hard and it started to run out of my hole and down my balls. I actually came about 15 seconds later, just from his fuck motion. My hole started puckering and grabbing his dick, making him go wild as I shot my load all over my bedspread. He parked his cock in me and waiting politely for my orgasm to subside, before eventually pulling out. As he did so, his curved cock dragged some of his spunk out and a big blob landed on my bed. Which he scooped up and fingered back into my hole. Moments later I came back to my senses and started mildly panicking, blabbering "Oh my god! What did we just do?" "We fucked. I bred you. You came no-handed." "We shouldn't have... I shouldn't have...." "Relax. Breathe. You just took a big step." "A big step to what?" "A big step toward coming to grips with your piggy side. You are a cum pig bottom. And that's ok. Better than ok, actually. It's hot." "I don't know if I want to be a cum pig!" "Dude, I've worked at the clinic for several years. I can spot a bottom pig a mile away. And you, my friend, are a bottom pig. Embrace it.' "No I'm not... I'm ...." "You picked up a partnered poz HIV Counselor at the free clinic, invited him over, and let him breed you," Michael replied with a laugh. "Oh god. I am a pig." "And it turned you on so much you came from it. And thinking about it right now is making you hard again." And it was. Michael had to get home to his husband, but he promised me that this wouldn't be the last time we fucked. And it wasn't. As he left, he said, "Now remember to get tested again in 6 months. We may have more to talk about after that one...."

“I don’t feel anything!” start medium with me. But you quickly can accelerate to hard. Very hard. Work my tits and I will flop all over the bed, frienzied with ecstasy. It’s about the hardest my dick will get. And I can come without touching myself. I don’t mind scabs on my nipples the following days. And I want to feel my nipples rub against the inside of my heavily starched dress shirts. I’ve been like that since I was a teen. Many years ago, somewhat jokingly, Friends gave me a set of jumper cables for Christmas. 🥰

I guess the neighborhood piano bar wasn’t the most adventurous choice for my scandalous night out, but it was a step I hadn’t taken before. My wedding ring was in my pocket, the first time I’d taken it off for any purpose other than what you’d expect. Here I was in San Diego, fresh off my successful conference presentation, all the pressure off and a few more days of seminars and social gatherings to look forward to. After a brief meet and greet with those who had attended my talk, there had been an early dinner. Standard academic stuff, I’d been through it many times before. But this was my first time traveling alone since I’d gotten married. Jake and I have been together for 10 years, and finally made it legal last year. He’d always had the flexibility to travel with me when I went to these meetings, but his new job made that impossible this time. So here I was all alone, and all the things I’d fantasized about so many times were now eminently possible - if I was willing to make them happen. The man across the bar raised his glass, and invited me over to his table with a smile and a nod. He was by far the hottest guy in this quiet joint, looked to be late-30s, great body hiding under his business attire, brown hair and olive skin - with strong features and a killer smile. I’d never been to this bar before - I’d visited the city many times for business, but could never bring myself to go out, both because work always kept me busy but also because my boyfriend, now husband, was no doubt sitting at home, lonely and missing me. Don’t get me wrong - I’d thought about going out, having the kind of fun my commitment wouldn’t allow me to have. I’d thought of little else for years. I love what I have so much, but the desire for variety, for exploring a new body, it consumes me. I’d suggested three-ways, or opening our relationship, but my husband is just not into it. And until now, I’d just accepted that as the price of admission for being with him. Even now, sitting in this bar and considering walking over to the handsome man flirting with me, I’m just exploring. Dipping my toe in the pool. Trying out what it feels like to be out in a gay bar alone for the first time in so many years. Maybe enjoying the attention of a man or two, but not seriously considering going any further. I’m a married man, very happily so. This is just some innocent fun. As I pushed away from the bar, I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror behind the counter. I looked good, if I do say so myself. I’m no gym rat, but I keep myself in good shape, lifting and running a few times a week, staying active on the weekends hiking and biking. In that transition phase between 20-something boy and 40-something daddy type. My face had certainly earned its share of compliments, and I saw more than a few men in the bar take note of the way my ass looked in the jeans I’d put on back at the hotel. Even still, I was surprised a man as gorgeous as the one I was approaching had cruised me. Just my insecurities talking - it had been years since I’d been in this position, almost 10 years to be precise. My husband and I had met on the dance floor of a club in our town and had scarcely been apart since, other than my work trips. We fell in love fast and hard, moved in together, and were married the minute it became legal in our state. I don’t regret it for one second - well, except for that part about craving something new. But that happens in all relationships, right? “Have a seat,” the stranger said, flashing that thousand-watt smile. “I haven’t seen you here before. Not that I come here all that often, either. Are you from around here?” A brief pause, considering how honest I wanted to be here. I could easily spin a tale about myself and invent a reality that would serve the fantasy I was exploring. Or I could just say, “No, I’m visiting for work. Husband is back home while I’m stuck in a hotel in yet another strange town. Thought I’d come out and enjoy a drink and the local scenery.” I caught his eye and grinned at the corniness of the line I just delivered as he started to laugh, blushing mildly. “How about you?” “I live just down the street, but haven’t been here more than a handful of times in the past six years. I’m newly single, you see, and my ex wasn’t one for the bars. I’m not either, if I’m being honest. But I thought it was probably time for me to get out again and see if I might find some connection, you know? My breakup really took a toll on me, and I haven’t been very sociable lately. And now I’m sharing way too much information with a total stranger. Sorry about that. I’m Anthony, by the way.” “I’m Joey, and please don’t apologize! You don’t know how happy I am to just have a normal conversation instead of cheesy pickup lines or a bunch of small talk. I’ve been at the bar for half an hour and had to shoo away a few young twinks and an obvious alcoholic barely able to speak. I was beginning to think I should have stayed in my room and watched some Netflix. Please, tell me more.” “Well, to be honest I’d rather not talk much more about it right now. Like I said, it was pretty brutal on me, and if it’s OK with you, we could talk about pretty much anything else. It’s best not to dwell too much on the past, and instead think about moving forward and moving on.” Again with that amazing smile, melting me and giving me a jolt up and down my body - a feeling I hadn’t felt in so long. That feeling when you meet someone new, the chemistry, the intrigue. I had it in spades with this man. Dangerous, this feeling - but thrilling, and so I pressed on. We spent the next two hours at that table, exchanging stories, talking about sports and politics and music and everything but our relationships. I bought the next round, then he got the next. Each time, he moved a bit closer, spent a bit more time looking in my eyes, laughed a bit more sincerely at my corny jokes. His hand made its way to my thigh under the table, and I didn’t remove it. In fact, my hand went onto his, and we continued to talk and laugh and just BE with each other, so comfortable and easy, it was scary and wonderful. He brought my hand up on to the table and was running his thumb over my ring finger. He confessed, “I have to tell you, I noticed the tan line from your ring when I ordered my drink at the bar earlier. I thought a married guy like you might be easier to talk to than someone obviously on the prowl in a dark bar, you know? But as soon as our conversation began, I knew I was in trouble. Because you are such an incredible man. I never expected to spend the entire evening lost in your eyes, but here we are. Last call is approaching, and the last thing in the world I want is for this night to end.” A beat. A pregnant pause as I assessed my options. I had tucked my husband into bed before heading to the bar. He was fast asleep in our bed, content and assuming that I would be bored in my hotel room, as had been the case on so many of my work trips. Yet here I was, reveling in a connection like I hadn’t felt in 10 years. My wedding ring in my pocket, the first time I had ever taken it off with the intent of deceiving someone that I was single. And instead, that decision brought me to the beautiful man in front of me, a man so charming and sexy it almost hurt to look at him. And as I considered the possibility that I would go home with him, I realized he was too good to be true - a man just out of a long-term relationship, stepping out for the first time since, and about as low-risk as you could expect, if you’re considering cheating on your husband, but wanting to be sure you were safe. “Then let’s not let it end here,” I said before I allowed myself to chicken out. He stood, holding fast to my hand, and led me out of the bar. It was a pleasant evening, and we walked hand-in-hand the three blocks to his apartment, the sexual tension between us palpable. On the stairs in front of his building, he turned before unlocking the door and kissed me deeply on the mouth. Something about the romantic gesture, on the street on a beautiful evening, making out with a gorgeous man before heading into his apartment - I was about to burst from the fluttering in my stomach, the nervous energy building and making me do things I told myself I wouldn’t do. Tonight was supposed to be a bit of innocent fun, and here I was on the precipice of cheating on my husband. And I wanted nothing more than for this man to take me upstairs and continue this incredible evening.

Just a heads up so far, counting is still going to be going on until Wednesday so I have a chance to get each story written, and each story is now fully planned out. Anyone who commented on the previous thread is welcome to repos their choices here, and I will update the choices. I was able to recover the emails saying their choices, and added them to the mix. Make sure you are putting your top choice first, as this does have a higher point count. Anyone posting a single choice will have all points counting towards that choice. So far, everything is pretty close. Thanks for the comments and look forward to the stories soon. (Each will be posted separately, and there will be a completely new set of choices at the end of the second one on the next round of voting). Also, don't be discouraged if your choice isn't picked, as I may end up recycling some choices farther out. ALSO: There is going to be a new story I am working on as a collab with someone on here, so that will also be worked on in the background (going to be a really busy summer for me lol) so keep an eye out for that.

On the beach, with people around. We were kinda out of view a bit with some driftwood in front of us. He’d pulled down his board shorts and laid back on a towel and I went to work deep throating him right there. I’m sure folks on the bluff above could see. Didn’t matter, I was just focused on sucking cock and swallowing some cum.

I was taken to another room that had what looked like a rubber coated floor, and leather padding and mirrors on the walls, a mirror on the ceiling and sling right in the middle. There were about 12 guys there, dressed in anything from full Daddy leather to head to toe rubber with a gas mask, jockstraps or completely naked. All of them, slowly stroking their cocks and looking at me with lust and hunger in their eyes. These are men from our Community Contributors. Our affiliate Doctors refer these recently diagnosed men with high viral loads to us to be part of our "seeding program" that you'll now be experiencing. All the hot men gathered around me and lifted me into the sling, securing my arms and legs. They started massaging my arms, chest, forcing their fingers into my mouth, massaging and fingering my hole. Then they started slapping their cocks against my face and damn, there was so much pre-cum dripping from their cocks it soaked my face. I greedily licked every cock, savoring the sweet, salty taste. The leather Daddy positioned himself between my legs and rubbed his cockhead against my hole. Boy, I caught my bug when I was down in Brazil at a bathhouse a few weeks ago. And most of the men here got their bug in other countries too. We’re gonna give you so many strains tonight that at least one or more is going to catch. His cock wasn’t that long, but damn he was thick. He slowly pushed inside me, giving me a few seconds to adjust to his size. Staring into my eyes, he began slowly pumping, grinding, rotating his hips at every angle. I could feel the heat from his body, his nipples looked so hard as he tweaked them with one hand. He started speeding up, telling me now boy, start squeezing your hole, Daddy’s gonna cum soon! He started squeezing both his nipples and then groaned and pushed deep inside me. Stop boy, let your hole become loose, stay still, stay still. He was gasping and sweating with a glazed look in his eyes. Now slowly tighten up, yeah that it, shit, I’m cumming again! I slowly milked his thick cock with my ass, trying to squeeze out every drop. He slowly pulled out and I could hear the cum splashing onto the black rubber floor. He bent over and scooped up the cum and fed it to my mouth. Ok gents, he’s nice and wet. What strain of bug do we have for him next?

It’s been a while since I have gone but my usual routine is to walk around and look for guys that I have played with in the past and let them fuck me if they want. Then I look for the oldest nastiest man in there and work to earn his load.

The door closed and I was left alone with the video on pause. I clicked play. Whatever Uncle Abel had given me earlier to smoke left an impression on me. I was hornier, more excited and incapable of staying still. Stroking my own cock was futile. I laid the same way I had with the video continuing. Frank had came in Greg for the 4th time. He called Uncle Abel to swap places. "Come here and assess this ass Abe" Uncle Abel stroke his cock and it instantly turned hard. He positioned the tip of it to Greg's hole. He easily went in and before you know it, Uncle Abel exclaimed: "Wow, that it's a cunt alright. You feel that boy? Only a cunt would suck a cock in. Other holes would resist but your puffed up cunt lips pulled me in. Excellent" Greg only responded with "fuck yes, sir." The men took their turns to dump another load in Greg. By the time it was over, Hunter loosened the ropes binding Greg's limbs and took the blindfold off. He was cute and looked a bit geeky. The screen faded into black and a loading animation followed. Another title card appeared, this time it was set in the living room. David's Ascent: Chapter I / V A fit blonde guy, probably a few years older than me. Steady frame. Could pass off as a frat guy from the way his hair was styled. Uncle Abel appeared and sat next to him. He placed the pipe and torch on the coffee table. He put his hands around David to pull him closer, pointing him to the camera. "So tell me David, what brings you here? Aside from the clouds of course." "Well, at first it was that, but I think that there's more to it, you know? Some kind of connection that you guys have that I want to be a part of." "Do you actually want to? There's no turning back, I'm sure Greg made you aware of that." Uncle Able and David got closer, holding each others forearm. "I am aware and I'm fine with it. Will you take me in Sir?" "I will boy. We need to figure out where you'd fit in. I can see you following my footsteps with the way you fucked Greg. Definitely a stallion. Look at that cock." David's cock was almost 7 inch soft. A rub or two and it can grow to almost 8 with its girth coming close to the length of Uncle Abel's wrist. He did a demonstration by putting them side to side. "Cool. I'd like that. Yeah, it's nice to have this juggernaut but it's not always easy with most guys." "You're in the right place then. All of us can take cocks that's twice your size. It's part of the initiation. You too, will learn how to. Do you understand what I mean" "I do. You gotta take some loads before giving them, right?" "Exactly. Now let's have a puff" Uncle lit the pipe for David. He took 6-8 hits. His clothes went off after, leaving him in his boxers. Uncle instructed him to stand and turn for the camera. David's body was solid. He clearly had played football before. He flexed his body a bit and his eyes were wide and dilated. Whatever Uncle told him to do, he obeyed. "Face the camera and tell us how you feel. Don't be shy. Are you even ready to be a part of us?" He turned to face the camera. Beads of sweat started to form on his forehead. "I'm more than ready. I feel fucking amazing." "Good. Put this on. Sniff it first." Uncle threw a stained jock to David. The word "BIKE" was on the waist. It reeked of a musky stench that turned him even more. A quick snap and his bubble butt was framed and ready for a fuck. It was tighter than what David was used to, but that's because Greg had worn it first. "That's better. Look at that ass. You're one of a kind man. Now bend down and let me taste your hole" David complied, positioning himself in a sort of bow with both hands placed on the coffee table. He arched his back to be paralleled to the ground. Uncle first spit onto his hole, teasing with his finger before diving straight into it. His tongue pushed and pulled against the sphincter. David moaned in bliss, asking Uncle to keep going. Once the hole was wet enough, Uncle rose from his seat to position himself behind David. He stroked his rod before poking the hole, pushing himself into David with no delay. The moans turned to a scream and then to relief when Uncle found the right pace. "My seed is just the first of many you'll take for the next couple of days. You want to guess my viral load?" "A hundred? Two hundred? One thousand?" "Eighty fucking thousand. I've no doubt that you'll be a part of us very soon." "Fuck yeah. Breed me Sir." They continued fucking for almost 20 minutes. David's expression didn't change once. He was spun. When Uncle was close, he wrapped his arms around David, causing him to lift his ass higher. Uncle hit the perfect spot as droplets of David's precum began to form through the mesh of the jock. Uncle pulled David's cock out of it. "Stroke your cock. I want us to come at the same time. Can you do that?" "Yeah" David was quick. He was halfway. "I'm close Sir" "Keep stroking that cock boy" Their pace increased before Uncle flipped David over to the couch to fuck him in a pile drive. "I'm coming Sir" Not even a few minutes had passed and David came. Uncle felt David's hole contracting against his cock, pushing Uncle to climax moments after. They both panted in unison, drenched in sweat. David looked up to the camera with a smile. The screen faded to black. *** I wished I could've jerk off but my cock was still soft. It was half past 2 and I couldn't sleep. I left the room and let my temptation take over. I climbed up to go to Uncle's room. I saw that his door was ajar from across the hallway. There was also music coming out. I got closer, peeking in to see uncle and someone else double penetrating an Asian twink. Uncle laid on his back and the other guy kneeled behind the twink whose knees were half bent in a squat. I knew I stared too long when Uncle turned his head and saw me. "Looks like we have company. You guys mind if my nephew here takes notes?" The other guys were too spun to verbalize their response. "Take a seat Brad"

I've got a 0g PA but I like to go with a shorter interior diameter so it "hugs" the head of my cock a bit more closely than PAs with a larger interior diameter. I wear a tribal ring PA, so unless I have my screwdriver, it's not coming out 😈. I've been lucky and haven't had any UTIs, but I've had a few times where my PA did come out dirtier than desired.

It is amazing when you have sperm up your hole how much you need more. Every evening after the Bathhouse pozzing I dreamt of being made pregnant again. I had lost all control. I constantly thought about the Poz cum up my ass. I was terrified it would take. I was terrified it wouldn’t. On the second week I waited for the fuck flu like a woman waits to miss her period. I was going to be pregnant. The fear, the stress. 2 weeks exactly ,nothing. I wandered the roads angry and stressed and then I found myself walking to the Bathhouse again. My heart beat faster as I walked in the door. The guy who let me in and pozzed me last time was not there. Someone looking bored hardly looked at me while I paid and handed me a towel. This was a mistake. What the fuck was I doing .? But I kept walking forward. As I walked to the locker room there was small refreshment area and tv screen, that you passed. I walked through quickly only to hear someone loudly whisper to someone “ There is the Poz chaser from a couple of weeks ago. That slut took so much Poz cum it was dripping out his ass. Well and truly converted. Pregnant slut !” I nearly fell over. I blushed to my roots, both ashamed and proud. “ I wonder if he is going to charge up that hot bug chaser in the Steamroom .” My dick went stiff. Then I realised that was the dupe. There was no hot young guy. This just the ruse to get people in. It worked. Here I was, bugchasing poz slut. Outside the Steamroom I smiled to myself, 7 towels. Those Gift givers hadn’t worked out there was no young slut waiting to be fucked Poz. Hopefully I could be helped on my journey. I took off my towel and walked in. What greeted me when I walked in the steam room was completely different from 2 weeks before . There was the heat. But in front of me were lots of shadows all near each other. But it was the noise that overwhelmed me. “Infect him”. “ Poz him” “Charge him with the virus “ “ Make him part of the brotherhood” “I can feel the last of his Neg juices” I walked towards the noise. At first no one noticed me. I could see what looked like a young 20ish guy bent over bench. He was being fucked hard. There was no spot where someone was not near. His ass was being barebacked by an older guy with thin legs and hardly any ass. “ I am going to charge you full of Poz cum ,slut “ he yelled. Then suddenly he pushed forward and held himself there. “ Fuck my babies are in you.” He was hardly out of the young guy before he was replaced by another. I noticed this was the guy who had let me in 2 weeks before. I became erect The guy who had let me in 2 weeks before , must have heard my panting behind him, as he slightly turned around. He smiled broadly. “ Fuck I am cumming .... take that infected Poz cum “and he pushed himself onto the young guy. He took his time standing there over the young man. As he pulled his dick out he loudly said “ The guy behind me was made pregnant by me .and many others a couple of weeks ago. This infected slut is the next guy to Poz the slut beneath me. He went closer to young slut and said “ The slut that is going to infect you is a newbie and probably a bottom. You are going to be charged with his newly infected babies” I was slightly shocked. I was mainly a bottom and though I had fucked some guys , and liked it, I always felt abit insecure but now I positioned myself behind this younger version of myself. This bug chaser who was doing exactly as I had 2 weeks before. I slipped into him. I will say that again. I slipped into the chasing slut. I can’t describe how wet and warm he felt. He was sloppy but tight . I pushed further in ,I was in heaven . I had thought the young slut was not saying much, while he was being charged up, but now I could hear moaning, intermittently with words I could just hear “ Poz .. me ... Please. ..... make me yours “My pace picked up.i could hear the voices around me. “ Poz him, infect him Harder Harder. “ I could feel cum hit my leg as I fucked this slut. Then I felt a hand against my ass. I saw a shape behind me “ Fuck I am a Poz pig slut and I am going to charge a newly infected bitch”Without a moment hesitation he grabbed my ass and drove his hard fat dick into me. I groaned . I was impaled I was in another world. I pushed harder into the young slut. He was more than moaning now. He was almost pleading.” Poz .....infect ...Po.. “it was too much. I felt myself sink into the wet juicy Poz Pussy and start to pump my slut full of my babies. I managed to yell “ Poz “ as I unloaded. Just then I felt the Poz pig push into me . “ Your fucking pregnant” he yelled and pushed into me. I was smiling. I was laughing. I was full of Poz cum and had just made a young slut pregnant. I moved away. Someone took my place it continued. I walked out of the Steamroom. As I walked to the showers,I was not full of shame. I was happy. I felt complete. I started smiling. I still had cum going down my leg. Now I was me. I walked up the stairs and the door. 2 weeks later I received a call . “ Hello “ the voice stuttered. “ Hello” I said .” I am the guy you fucked 2 weeks ago” he said” “ I am sorry to call you but I was told by the guy at the Bathhouse you would be the right person to speak too”. I was silent” I am pregnant” he said. “ So am I “ I replied . There was silence. “ Do you want to meet? “ he said “Yes” I said “At the steamroom in the Bathhouse where we became pregnant. “

I was cleaning my desk out a couple days ago. I found some “expired” condoms from 2003 and 2006. I think I’ll put them on the nightstand for my next motel setup for those who insist on one.

I'm in. I frequently read or write stories on here.

Danny was a 20 year old young gay man. Dark hair, thin twink body. He went to college out of state. He had found a room to rent near campus. Renting a room was a lot cheaper than a dorm. Danny rented it from an older man named Max. Max was 55. He had lost his husband of 18 years. Three years ago. Max saw in renting a room not only additional source of income. But not be alone. Max liked to smoke meth. He was open about it. Helped him when he thought of his late husband. Danny would turn him down when Max would offer him a hit. midterms and a bad breakup were in the cards for Danny. Danny had gotten some of his assignments done. But was behind on others. His relationship with Grant ended when Danny caught him in bed with another guy. “How are you doing with your assignments for your midterms?” Asked Max. “Not good.” Danny answered. “Is there anything I can do to help you?” Max asked. “No.” “But I appreciate you asking.” Danny said smiling at the man. Danny’s assignments were getting overwhelming for the young man. On top of that Max found out that Grant moved on with the guy he had been cheating with. Coming home and seeing Max’s pipe, Danny debated. But one hit wouldn’t hurt and Max would never know. For over an hour, Danny. Kept taking hit after hit. When Max came home and saw the young man high as a kite. Danny surprised said. “I’m sorry, I was only going to take one hit.” “Don’t worry about it, Danny.” “You have a lot on your plate.” Max said has he refilled the pipe and took a hit himself. Both men were eye and touchy with each other. Max turned on older men creamping young jocks. Max rubbed the young man’s shoulders and back. Max was hard between the porn and massaging Danny. Who also was hard. Max kissed Danny. “Let me make love to you Danny.” “Nobody will know.” Danny in his state of mind and being vulnerable Let Max fuck him. Max had a small belly and dick. Danny was smooth. Flat ass. Thick 9 inch dick. Max sucked Danny, who was enjoying Max’s blow job. Max got Danny into missionary position and got live and rubbed it on Danny’s ass and his dick. Max thrust in and out of Danny’s ass. Which was red and sore. “Shit” Max said “I’m about to cum.” “I decided I’m to cum inside you.” Danny enjoying it didn’t think to stop or ask Max his status. Making the connection that Max might be HIV positive. But I that moment. Danny didn’t care. He was flying high and enjoying himself. Max shot his loads into Danny’s ripped open ass. The next day Danny acted like nothing happened. And went about his day. Max knew it would be a matter of time when Danny would find out that due to his years of pnp that Max was positive and his partner died of it. And that Danny could be infected with the virus. But until then Danny would continue to smoke meth and get fucked by Max. And occasionally some of Max’s other friends who loved getting high and taking turns fucking a twink raw.

It all depends on if I stay the night or not. At Flex Cleveland you can rent overnight hotel rooms in the bathhouse to stay there all night. But if I don't plan on it I just get the biggest cabana possible and closest to the big play area "Asylum". The older I've got it's easier for me to stay the night since I live nearly 2 hours away. The drive home sucks the worst. Once I arrive in my hotel room, I unpack and get set up for agenda I have planned for myself. Go out on the roof and smoke a cig, followed by either a few good hits off my vape pen or smoke a joint if no one is around and I'm not bothering anyone. Next I'll go back to my room, finishing douching, shower and cruise Grindr for potential people I wanna meet. Once everything is good to go, I'll take a lap around the facility and just get a feel for the crowd that is manifesting for the night. Come back to my room, grab my poppers and head straight for the glory hole booths. I spend hours popping in and out of them. It's like my favorite thing ever (I know kinda lame and basic for being at the the largest boathouse in the US if I'm not mistaken) but then I'll go chill in the "Asylum" for a while. (It's the large red light tinted play area). By this time it's usually midnight and the place will be booming with guys. I'll usually start cruising and seeing what cumdumps are available that I can breed and blow my first load. Once I blow my first load, I'll head back to my room and rehydrate with some Gatorade I stocked in the mini fridge. Go outside, catch another good buzz from my pen or whatever I may have. Then I go about load searching for most of the night until the early morning 4 or 5 am when the crowd usually starts to die off. I'll either take a nap until like 8am and start looking for what bottoms stuck around until morning. Sometimes there is a good selection of guys waiting to get their last loads in before checkout at 11am. It's a great bathhouse to checkout if you're ever in the Cleveland area.

Love it man hot story. 🤤😈

I'd love to get gangraped by a bunch of black guys. My fantasy!

‘Although we use the term sounding, what you are actually doing is dilating. (Sounding is actually measuring width and depth). Dilating can cause bleeding and often does when doing it medically. There can be multiple reasons. A stricture, sharp edge, to aggressive , to big. If it’s a bumbling out, go to the doctor. If it’s a little blood in urine or semen and you can P ok. Not so much an emergency. Drink plenty of water and keep an eye on it. If it gets difficult or painful, then see the doctor. Usually, when we dilate in the clinic we know there is an obstruction, so we put a Foley catheter in. If we are just sounding to identify stricture we don’t drink plenty of water, unless you start passing clots And can’t P you should be ok. There is an infection risk but if you are taking precautions you should be ok. But when in doubt, your friendly urology practitioner can be your friend.

Was down in Devon for a while recently and got on grindr to see if there was any chance of some cock. Blank profile said 2 blokes outdoor looking for bottom ..was the only nearby prospect so said im be up for some ...wanted to play outdoors on the beach ...nice got there bout 2200 and was getting quite dark when I got to the little car park , theres a couple of dog walkers fucking off and camper. Two chunky looking blokes in shorts and t smoking against the wall , they look round and give me a smile ...i grin back “Mark and Tom?” “yeah you John?” all ID sorted they went “lets walk” ...headed over the little style down the road a bit to some overgrown dunes...usual chit chat , marks 45 white stocky belly beard dark hair , Toms 47 black more chubby , taller than mark (they are both taller than me) and short bear beard shaved head We get to a bit of the dunes there's a shed thing and dip then the narrow beach and the sea...tom puts his arm round me and drags me in for a kiss his beard scratching my face and giving it a load of tongue (fucking good kisser tbh) ...sexy lad he said , you still good ...im like sure lol snogging each other first Tom then mark (good kisser too) its quite dark and mark has his hand round my hard cock Tom is snogging me and has his hand on my arse...then we are just in our t shirts.. my shorts off and Tom eating my hole while I suck Mark (bout a 7 and thick uncut a load of loose foreskin lots of pre cum.) feel toms fingers then his cock pressing in to me ...hes cut prob an 8 not as thick as mark. Im spit for a good few min and tom pulls out and mark takes his place and im sucking tom and in fucking piglet heaven. Few more rounds of this till mark starts to proper fuck the snot out of me and toms fucking my throat (I gaggin and eyes streaming loving it) mark grunts and I can feel his cum running down my leg ...”fucking hell mate fucking bastard” as he breeds me ...Tom pulls me of his cock and mark pulls out so tom can eat me ...while I clean mark. Tom slides in and fucks hard and fills me ...fucking lush ...im proper close too and mark fingers me and wanks me off in to toms mouth I cum hard and mark finger fucks me as I do loads more snogging and I taste my cum and hole on them both ...feeling proper fucked walk back to their van and have coffee and a smoke ...defo seeing them again

Bit late posting this, but I still remember it well. I was at the sauna a couple of weeks ago. It was a Sunday, which is generally the most popular day, but recently I've been finding it a bit hit and miss. I thought it was the same this particular day, but I was in for a change of luck. I walked into the darkroom and noticed a tall well built guy standing against the wall (there was enough light to tell he was sexy). I didn't fancy my chances, but I made a move to suck him and he let me. It was a lovely big meaty cock. I stood up and quietly asked if he liked to fuck. He said he did, so I had another quick suck, then bent over the bench next to him, hoping he wouldn't just walk away. Again, I was in luck and in he went. It was a seriously good fuck and he seemed to be enjoying it. Even better - I could hear his breathing get heavier and then he shot a massive load deep inside my hole. I was still bent over, catching my breath, then all of a sudden another guy slid in and started to fuck me. It was then I realised a bit of a crowd formed. This guy fucked me for a while, pulled out without loading me, but kept his hand on my back, holding me still for another guy who was apparently waiting to fuck and load me. While this was happening there was another sexy regular sitting on the bench next to me. I briefly played with his cock, which I managed to get in me for a nice long fuck after that. I figured I'd had enough, but I was greedy for more. It was time to go home, but I thought I'd give the glory holes another go (they were so-so that day). I didn't have to wait long for another thick hard cock to slide through the hole into my arse. It was a pretty intense fuck but, by that stage, I was well open and had no problem taking it. Again, I was in luck, with a massive load being dumped inside me. It was a good day after all.

Hi! I'm Tom (Tomas), I'm half Spanish and Albanian but I was born and live in Italy. Usually living near Venice apart from spending weekends in Milan or visiting relatives in Spain. I'm here because I started having fun with guys and I am really obsessed with this thing of BB sex and cum. I play soccer ⚽ By the way, I'm almost 19.

An armchair at the corner of the room turned to face the bed. Uncle nodded toward it, signalling me to get comfortable. I sat down with both my hands clamped on the armrest. Knuckles exposed, I see my right pinky twitching involuntarily. The other guy who was behind the Asian twink turned his head back to off to look at me, then to Uncle, asking him if I was next. "No, not tonight Paul. That's my nephew. He's still new to all of this. " "That's fucking hot" the Asian twink added, still bouncing. Paul was a bit older than Uncle. Mid-50s with a smaller frame. His furry back glistened with sweat that drizzled off at each thrusts he made. It wasn't just the droplets I see falling on the sheet that turned me on further, it was also the raw stench that filled my nostrils. He was faster than Uncle who held the twink on both sides with a steady rhythm. Both cocks rammed into the twink with the single thread of his g-string in-between. Uncle then tilt his head sideways to see me. "Feel free to help yourself, Brad. You've used a bong before right? Kinda of the same idea." I looked at the study table adjacent to me and there was a bong with a bowl that's shaped like a bubble in glass and a torch. I picked both up. Uncle instructed me on how to light it, never breaking his gaze even as the twink slid himself up and down of both men. "Not too close or else you'll burn it" Once I the vapour filled the glass, I inhaled deeply. It was less harsh than weed would've been. I held it in like Uncle told me to, counted til 10 and exhaled. P "How does that feel?" Paul asked. I nodded, telling him it's good. I was electrified again. I paid more attention to the threesome happening a few feet from me. My cock was still limp but I knew I was turned on. He continued. "You see this fag here? Watch and learn. Soon it'll be you, right Abe?" The twink was too spun to hear or care. He only kept bouncing and moaning as he had. Uncle responded. "If he wants to, don't you Brad?" "I mean, yeah but up to you Uncle." Paul interjected. "The boy calls you Uncle? Fuck Abe you're one lucky bastard. Makes me close to coming." Only then the twink was lucid. "Yeah, breed me again please daddy" Uncle held him tighter, asking him how many loads he has taken. "9 before I got here, probably 15 now. I don't know" "18 boy..18...and Paul's going to be the 19th...and the 20th is going to be me" "Oh fuck yeah" Immediately they moaned in unison and a cry of ecstasy erupted out of the twink I remained in my seat, rubbing my limp cock as if its going to change anything. "That's enough for tonight, fag. What do you say Paul?" "Fine by me. You think your boy there can clean him up? He's learning isn't he?" Paul looked back toward me. Uncle then added. "Oh I know he wants to. Come over, Brad. You know what to do. Come on fag, party's over. Hold it in." The twink straighten his legs to detach himself. A tiny trail of cum flowed down his balls. I didn't hesitate to get on the bed. I was still in my tanktop and shorts. I got closer to Paul who pulled away from the twink. He inserted his finger to feel the warm cum, pulling it out to feed it to me. Uncle remained on his back, hands still held onto the twink's hole to lift it up. I went in without a second thought. I had never done this before. The substance I had smoked compelled me to do it. It was as if I was on autopilot. I slurped and swallowed the cum pouring out of the twink by the quarts. It gushed out faster than I could gulp, spilling out of the edges of my mouth to coat my jaw and neck. Uncle then pulled the twink away from me. "That's enough for tonight. Don't be greedy. Leave some for Paul" "Oh don't mind me Abe, I'm enjoying the view of the feast as it is. The fag's all yours. I'll just have some afters" Paul held my shoulder and turned it to face me. He grabbed my head with both his hands to turn it up and licked the cum on my face. His tongue grazed from my cheeks down to my collar bone. It went back up to then intrude my mouth. His tongue slithered with mine before he pulled back to clasp my mouth open to spit into me. I then hear Uncle Abel speak. "A+. That's all for today boy. Go back to your room. Let us finish the rest. Give me your uncle a goodnight kiss." I ducked to get close to him and he gave a smooch, tasting whatever cum that's drying on my face. I quietly shuffled to go back to my room. Back on my bed, I tried to turn the TV on, pressing any button I could to see if there was more of what I had watched. The screen lit up, showing David sitting on a stool. Hunter and Frank were next to him. They tell him that he's officially a part of the family and that he's ready to build new bonds. "There's another boy around your age who's been begging to be next. Wanna test your stinger? Name's Greg." Jackpot. I can't wait to see how this one will be like. I don't care if I can't jerk off or come. All I wanted was to watch more. Understand Uncle more. It took a while, but eventually I not only learnt but mastered the lessons that Uncle was about to subject me to.

I started giving head to my uncle when I was 9

Part two I had better get home I said. No you are not going anywhere wired as you are. you can come home with me until you have sobered up. But I dont know you, well we can see about that cant we ! Uncle Stan had a BMW, I sparked up, cool car I said my dad will get me one like that one day. Hey I just realised I dont even know your name, Ollie. Ollie the cheeky chappy he said. What are you going to do about your gf my niece ? Oh she is boring I will dump her. I sat in the front smoking I did not even ask permission. I sat back with my legs slightly apart relaxing as I enjoyed my smoke. As he started the ignition Uncle Stan moved his hand on to the inside of my leg ! Again I did nothing. You like that too eh. I did not reply but moved my legs further apart. Before he pulled away he let his hand drift up to my crotch and then he squeezed my cock which had gone rock hard. I did not know this guy yet here I was in his car letting him feel my crotch and then he was handling my dick. Gone hard I see. Again I said nothing. His hand stayed on my leg while we drove. Is this as fast as it goes I said. Hell no its very quick. Show me I dared him. We moved onto a duel carriageway Uncle Stan was wired too, so he floored the accelerator and we shot off. I put the radio on and found some pulsing music. Faster I shouted he looked at me and with almost a demonic smile accelerated faster. We were both wired and wild as I started thumping the dashboard. We shot past cars I was high and loving it, my dick was getting even harder with this thrill ride. It was like a psychedelic tunnel with all the car lights in front of me merging into one. I wanted to go even faster. Then the end of the carriageway came in sight so he slowed down. Ah fuck I as enjoying that I said. Your a proper punk and spoiled brat aren't you but your dead cute and he squeezed my leg again. When I am older and can drive I will drive fast not like you. Well you won't be driving long then and he laughed, I was not sure what he found so amusing. How old are you anyway he asked and for the first time I looked at him to take in what he looked like. He wasn't that attractive and had a bit of a pot belly. I am eighteen I said. You look younger with your curly blonde hair. I hate it I said, I want it all off. I want to be like those guys in the porn mags in leather. So you have looked at gay porn then. Just looked that's all I said guiltily. Anyway how old are you? Forty-five he replied. Ok cool. So you like leather he asked as he squeezed my leg again. Fuck yea. Well we will have to see what you look like when you try on my leather. You have leather, yea a lot of the guys I know are into leather, we have leather parties. Fuck cool I replied. Maybe you can come to one? Me? yea. Fuck cool. We pulled up outside his house which was detached and quite a tall building. Ok come inside and make yourself comfortable. I laid on the sofa with my arms outstretched and lit another cig, he did the same. You want a drink? Yea vodka , please , yea please. Neat? yea neat. Hey Stan have you got any more coke? I think you have had enough but while your still wired why dont we finish off what we started in the shed. Your cock you mean ? Yea. He unzipped his trousers and took out his cock, massage it with your mouth. Gross I replied.Have you tried it? No so how do you know. I dont know why but I took his cock in my mouth and he started fucking it. I choked, he laughed and said you will get used to it, yea I could I thought. Now before I cum I want you to relax so that we can try something else. Oh yea like what I said sarcastically. My dick was rock hard he took it in his mouth. Then after a few minutes he left the room and came back with two shot glasses. Is that more vodka, no something to make you relax. He sat there next to me with his dick out and I was semi naked too. I drank the liquid without a question I felt him get on top of me, his dick was hard and I could feel him pushing his dick against my hole i began to feel warm inside and relaxed from the drink. It felt so warm in here, I could just about make out that he was in me my vision started to blur and then nothing. I had passed out.

I didn't realize how late it had gotten with Ryan and Drew, and realizing it was after midnight I simply pulled the covers up and drifted off, my ass and cock still a mess, and now my bed as well. But I didn't care, the orgasmic bliss that I was in just gently led me into the dream world. The next two days flew by as the weekend arrived, and I was awoken early Saturday morning by the chime of my phone. I had a message from a profile that, despite the lack of a head, I could tell had to be Drew. Tagging him as a buddy, I responded to his message and found he was crashing at Ryan's and wondered if he could come over for some morning action. My libido was apparently back in overdrive and I told him to head over when he was ready. As I prepared for his arrival, I worked a decent width dildo up my ass to try and prepare myself for my hole being stretched wide. I also grabbed my set of sounds and gently probed my cock with a few different sizes while gently stroking. Another message from Drew informed me he was just 10 minutes out, so I pushed the dildo out with a plop and put my sounds away. I hopped in the shower and rinsed off, and decided to let loose a stream of piss as I emptied my bladder. It burned a bit as I pissed, and I chided myself for apparently not having used enough lube on the sounds. Shaking the last few drops away I soaped up quickly, rinsed off, and had just finished toweling when I heard the knock at my door. I didn't even bother to dress, and as I swung the door open Drew charged in and took me in a fierce embrace. I hadn't expected that, and as he pushed the door shut behind him, he broke off the kiss and stepped back to undress. I took in the view as he shucked his jacket and sweats--apparently all he had bothered to throw on. I admired his firm chest and body, and his shaggy brown hair with a light scruff drove me wild. His green eyes pierced deep into mine as he stood, his uncut meat already rising and a strand of milkish-colored precum dangling. He never broke eye contact as he approached me, and kissed me again. We stood there, just inside my door, our lips locked for almost five minutes just savoring each other's mouth. Drew pulled back and once again locking eyes on me said, "fuck man, as good as I remember you looking," with a devilish grin. He reached out and, placing one hand on each shoulder, turned me around and leaned me forward. He used his legs to spread mine apart slightly and I felt him guide the tip of his cock to my hole. He had been leaking his precum a good bit during our make out session, and I felt my hole become instantly slick. He spit twice into his hand and I felt him reach down and slather it on his cock as he began to push his head into me. The foreskin of his cock slid back, allowing his head to penetrate me relatively easily, but his shaft had become solid and inflexibly rigid. Despite my earlier work with the dildo I clearly had not opened up enough, but Drew kept pushing and it started to hurt as I felt my hole begin to stretch beyond its comfort zone. He paused for a second and I felt him flex his cock inside my hole as he spit into his hand again. Withdrawing just so slightly and adding that to his cock, he resumed his pushing and I felt my ass being to cry out as this intruder kept up its relentless assault. Drew wrapped his arms around me and pulled me back against him as he thrust his hips forward. I felt my hole tear as he slid fully into me, his thickness breaching my outer ring and the entirety of his spit-lubed cock sliding in on one go. I cried out as his hand quickly muffled me, closing over my mouth. "Shhh," he whispered in my ear, "I needed to get in you fast because I don't have a lot of time, and I plan to cum more than once before I have to get back." He began a serious assault on my ass and I felt like a ragdoll that would be tossed aside if not for the bear hug he had me in. He had an otter's chest of hair, and I could feel the friction of it on my back as he pummeled my ass chute. It wasn't 10 minutes in and I felt his cock thicken and he shoved his arrowhead in past my second ring and erupted. He cried out in what seemed like pain. "Oh fuck! Argh! Ah! Fuck! God that fucking burns! Shit! Ah!" He slowed momentarily as I felt his chest heaving. As his breathing slowed down a little he began long-dicking my hole, which was now taking his girth with ease given it had been pummeled and lubricated from within. I was panting a bit myself, and as he began thrusting forward forcefully with each long withdrawal, I took my own uncut piece in my hand and began stroking myself. We got into a rhythm as he long dicked me, slamming back into my ass as his balls swung forward and hit mine. He pushed my back forward and my head dropped so I was bent over. I continued to stroke my own cock, feeling the burning sensation in my piss tube that I knew would grow when I came myself. Drew began to pick up the pace, really slamming my ass hard as each time he nearly withdrew completely. My hole had opened so willingly for him now that he could pretty much pull the tip out and go right back in. My hand dropped from my cock and I reached back to hold his hands, firmly gripping my waste on either side. I felt him again begin to thicken and I knew what came next, as he slammed forward and held himself as deep in me as he could, flooding my guts with another large load of his cum. He leaned forward, his sweaty hair landing in between my shoulder blades as he continued to shudder and swear under his breath about how much cumming hurt. I wondered how long it had been and how backed up and blue his balls were for him to be this sensitive. Eventually the twitching stopped, and he slowly began to pull out. As his cock plopped out of my hole, we both slowly brought ourselves upright and I turned to face him, looking down at the sizeable penis that had just rearranged my insides. With a little smattering of cum on his cock that had stayed as he withdrew, I dropped to my knees and swallowed his now softening cock as I went to work cleaning it. I noticed another of those bruises hidden above his cock in his bush, but kept sucking with abandon until I had cleaned his cock fully. As I stood he moved in for another kiss, and after a few swirls around in my mouth with his tongue, he broke our embrace and slowly turned to pick up his clothes. I noticed the bruise I had seen on the back of his leg had grown a little, and I decided to ask him about it. "That bruise on your leg, you must really have slammed into something huh? Seems to have gotten worse since the other day." "Ah, yeah, it'll be fine, I bruise pretty easily I guess. Didn't remember hitting it on anything, but there it is," he said with a dismissive laugh. He finished dressing and gave me a quick kiss before heading out the door. As he closed the door, I felt a glob of his cum suddenly drop onto the inside of my right leg, and I looked down and noticed it was a bit pink. Shit, he really must have torn up my ass. I hopped back in the shower and rinsed off, while also gently fingering my hole as it slowly began to close itself after that brutal pounding. I hopped out and toweled myself off and heard my phone chime again. I noticed Drew had sent a thank you message (how quirky and silly), and asked if he and Ryan could pop over later in the evening. I debated if that was a good idea given how sore I knew I'd be by then, but I acquiesced and we settled on seven that night. Little did I know what was about to happen in just a few short hours...

Hehe.... thanks @worldfamous I didn't actually think of returning back to those guys.... the stories were supposed to be short stories - to show the beginning of their troubled way, inflicted by Scorpion. He doesn't care what happens next to those guys. He uses them and leaves them behind for others to have their ways with the lads. He is just looking for his next fresh fuck hole. It would be a nice idea though, to drift by... witnessing a tragic ending, or an ongoing abuse? I had so many other stories in my head.... the next one was about two brothers and their experience of loving each other in a way, they had never imagined before (and never wanted to try it out). It was such fun to see them struggle, who should be on top and who should be on the receiving end..... In the end they got both got royally fucked by Scorpion. But at least... they returned home. That's an Happy Ending.... right?

Stretched mine to 00g (not for everyone) in under a year. Was strokin same day I got pierced, never felt any pain. My fave piercing by far now, love the weight, the feeling and the looks of people…

Here's mine. Growing up, I was obsessed with wanting a HUGE cock. I really believed only men with 9 inch cocks were happy. It took several years before I found myself not only satisfied with my cock but proud of it. It isn't gonna rip you to pieces, but I think it'll fill you just the same.

Thanks @floodedslut! Got me boned up hard!

So I had an unexpected twink friend cum yo my place to ask if I can whore him out. He’s 22yo, 5’8” 125lbs, mixed white Filipino kinda dorky looking with a definite twink body. It was really a lat minute thing and he found time away from from his GF to cheat bottom away from her. So I went on sniffles and created an ad, “whoring out my cheating 22 yo twink before his GF comes home.” That was a honey pot! 8 guys reached out to me and some literally drive 18 miles. I even messaged my FBs. Well the twink was awful. Kept stopping and demand to be fuck in different positions or checking and trying to lock my door. I had Teo tops in line and he tapped out so I stepped in. One Asian mix guy with a thin hard cook used me instead and all the other top started fucking me. A third top 9x8, came but the twink was spooked. It was too big for my mouth. I took it but it wasn’t bad and he ended up nutting in me. My twink ended up with 2 nuts and me 5 nuts. The twink s GF was calling as my fav top fb was driving over. Oh well I have to go Uber home. The Twink leaves. As I waited Assup as usual which my 25yo very experienced and dom FB come… he fucks hard dnd deap and shallow…. The Twink sees his car and asks to cum back… I tell him dude once he starts you can’t back out, he’s gonna use you till he nuts…. The twink comes back to watch me get fuck, his GF is calling him at the same time . My dom hung bull is fucking me like he owned my pussy. The twink watches takes off his clothes and asks to “feel” it. He’s getting bang bb behind by the roughest fucker I know. After 5 minutes his GF is texting and he pulls off to leave. He has cum and sweat all over him, he has to shower. I take over and I’m being bang hard and deep. My top is not stopping again and my hole is juicy warm freshly fucked. He loved it when I push cum onto his dick and then pulls him back in. He fucks my bladder… teases the hole then rams it in and I start to GUSH for the first time in years. I push out my guts to gush more and it’s driving him crazy. Thought he would cum but he spent another 30 minutes banging my bladder. My legs were getting sore and painful (not my hole) but he didn’t care. He was using me. He already nutted in me once do the second round was going to be longer… when he came he let the world know as he bred me good and deep. As for the twink. He had to leave to pick up his GF but thanks to him I got a good last minute gangbang out of it. Aloha.

Thank you for sharing this @justsexnowatl. My idea of heaven! I am with the understanding that there is a main event each night for the week, if so, then as you say; WOW! Once I have gotten over a major obstacle that has held me back for some years this is an event I would LOVE to attend. Leather Pride in Amsterdam seems not as wild (even though it is) by comparison, also another 1 week event with all kinds of events and parties during the week, but with just one main party/dance/fuck event (on the Saturday.) Love the idea of Trimix too. Had never heard of it until now. Maybe we'll meet there one day - Enjoy the rest of the week! 🐷

Sounding with actual sounds - that is items made of steel intended as medical instruments for the purpose of urethral insertion - bears little risk of causing bleeding through abrasion, tearing or puncture, as the surface is extremely smooth. You can do it, nevertheless, if you misuse them, applying them at an angle, too quickly, or with too much force. If sanitary protocols are not rigorous, it is very easy to introduce bacteria into the urethra even with genuine sounds. Using any other rigid object stands the risk of damage to the urethral wall, which is extremely delicate. Rough, rapid, or forceful sounding is not recommended. A little bleeding may occur if there is some scratch or abrasion, as may occur if sounds are cheaply made and not absolutely smooth. You may also feel burning when you urinate. In my experience this generally resolves overnight. You should not, however, be peeing clotted blood, torn tissue, pus, or anything other than red blood, and it should not continue bleeding. If it does, that suggests significant damage and/or a urinary tract infection. A UTI is not going to resolve on its own, and will require medical care. Before you sound again (if you ever do after this) be sure to read up on all the do’s and don’ts - you really need to know what you’re doing to sound safely.

I'm gay. I gravitate to men and masculinity, in particular a guys hole. Referring to a guy and his cock or hole in the feminine sense doesn't do it for me.

Same here. If I wanted pussy or cunt, I'd be fucking women. I fuck man ass.

Sucked a few guys at the urinal at Eagle Bar in Manchester while my mates were back at the table. That was a fun night.

9. Fireman's Hose "Lube that hole up for me," the Fireman said. Doug slammed his cock into me hard. He wasn't too big, but yet, it was still intense. "Oh fuck," I grunted. "Oh fuck." "Oh yeah, you're gonna get fucked," Doug said. "And bred," the fireman said. "And seeded. Give you a special gift tonight," Doug said. "It's almost time," the Fireman said. "I'm almost there," Doug said. "Then he's all yours." "We'll get him ready." I didn't understand what they were talking about. Not to mention that the relentless thrusts of Doug's cock into my hole made following the conversation difficult. It felt so good to have a man like Doug fucking me. I didn't want it to stop. I wanted to be fucked all night long. "Oh YEAH," Doug grunted, and slammed his cock into me. He was the third man to cum in me that night, and I was intimately familiar with all the tell-tale signals of orgasm. I was going to get Doug's raw load. "Oh FUUUCK," he moaned, and held his dick deep in my guts. "OH FUUUCK," he grunted again, and his dick pulsed and exploded. "Take it," he grunted and gave me another spurt of cum. That was followed by two more in quick succession, and then one very long, drippy thrust of his cock. He held it there, as his dick twitched, spat, and paused. "Fucking nasty slut boy," he said, leaning in to kiss me. "Breed me," I moaned. "Breed me." I loved the idea of the older man cumming in me. I wanted to be his boy. I wanted him to know that my hole was always available to him. "Give it to me," "You've gotten his gift," the Fireman said. "Well. Remember the point of the night," Doug said, and smiled. His dick was still deep in my ass, still dripping in the afterglow of the orgasm. He held a bottle of poppers under my nose. As I inhaled, he turned back to the Fireman. "Not my gift. Our gift. From the Dark Lord." I wanted him to repeat what he had said. I couldn't believe I had heard right. But the Fireman didn't seem to react. "Right," he said. "His gift to man." The Fireman nodded his head once, carefully, like he was praying. Doug put away the poppers. His dick twitched, and I felt a small, warm bloom of liquid in my ass. He spoke. "My dick chose him." He paused for a moment, and stared at the Fireman's dick. In just the few moments we had been talking, it had gotten longer and thicker. I noticed the familiar biohazard tattoo above his pubes. His was red. Doug started again. "But I'm just one vote here." I turned to him, and our eyes met. "Want another load?" he asked. I was floating on a popper cloud. I wanted more cocks and definitely more cum. "Yeah," I said. "His?" I asked, nodding towards the fireman. "For sure," the Fireman said. "I've not made my vote yet." Doug turned to me. "You're a very slutty boy tonight, aren't you?" I nodded. I would kill myself if I missed a chance for more dick. "Good. Now, make my friend here happy." He grabbed my waist, and pulled me off his cock. "Please," I moaned. "Just a bit more." "Fucking slut," he said. "Fucking hungry slut." He said it like it was a declaration of love. Even better, he pushed his dick back into my hole. "Just a bit more. My friend here wants to mark your hole." He turned to the Fireman. "What can you do. A slut's gotta slut out." "Totally," the Fireman said. "But that boy isn't ready for DP quite yet." Doug grabbed my hips again, and pulled me off. "Keep it all in you," he said, and pushed me upright, right into the Fireman's arms. His chest was hairy, and the thick leather suspenders pressed against my shoulder blades. Lower down, his cock had already nestled itself between my ass cheeks and was sliding in and out, searching for my hole. "And I better sign off on you." Doug stood up in front of me, and produced a pen. He scribbled a thick "DG" on my chest. "Be sure to get my friend's signature here," he said, before leaning into me for one last kiss. He pushed his tongue into me. "Hot fucking chaser," he whispered in my ear. "Gonna enjoy inducting you." He stepped away. We were standing in a sharp pool of light and soon as he stepped away, he disappeared into darkness. There was a haze in the room; I knew it was from so much smoking. Before I could even think about what Doug had said, the Fireman spun me around, and planted his lips on me. "Hot fucker," he said. "I'm Shay," he said. "Not sure your friend knew my name." I tried to remember the man's name. He had told me at one point, but now he seemed so far away. "Not that it matters," Shay said. "I don't know his name either." He wrapped his arms around me. He was only a bit taller than me, but nearly twice as big. It was all muscle and hair, and I loved the feeling of masculinity against my body. I would do anything for him. Yet, all he did was lean in and kiss me once more. He was taking his time, and carefully explored my mouth. "I'm Kenta," I finally managed to say, remembering to actually open my mouth this time. "Nice to meet you Kenta," Shay said. "You're a sexy guy." He ran his hands over my body. I shivered in pleasure. "I'm glad Jon sent me over." "Me too," I said. He had beautiful brown eyes. They matched his light brown hair perfectly, giving him the overall appearance of being carved out of a piece of dense, solid wood. It was at least what his cock was feeling like; it was still burrowed between my legs. Shay had been leaking all over my ass. I was glad for that. I had not been fucked much, and every bit of lubrication would help. "You're hot." "You are too. Jon tells me you love getting fucked." "Yeah," I said. "I love it." Now, it wasn't Jon's cock which was sliding back and forth. It was me. I was rubbing my ass against his cock, trying to angle my body and his for penetration. "And he tells me you like it bareback?" "Yeah," I said. I hated this interminable talk. I wanted him inside me. I was hungry for it. "Every guy has fucked me raw," I said. "Are you worried?" Shay asked. That was what I had been scared of earlier. AIDS. That was what the biohazard meant. But before I could react, much less say anything, Shay stuck his tongue back in me. "Mmmmmm," I moaned, as I let him explore my mouth. "You don't have to answer," he said. "Your actions speak loud enough." My cock was still stubbornly soft, but despite that, I was dripping pre-cum. Shay ran a finger over my dickhead, scooping up the runny dick juice. He licked his finger clean, and smiled. "This is going to be nice." He steered me back down to the sofa, pushing me down so one leg hooked over the back, the other leg splayed wide and on the floor. The position left my hole completely exposed. "Fucking nice," he said. With one hand, he stroked his thick cock, pulling the foreskin back to expose his dickhead. He reached into one of the pockets on his leather fireman's pants, and pulled out a torch. "You know most firemen are arsonists?" he asked. "We love to burn things down." He let go of this dick, and quickly, he was using the torch to heat a pipe. "Ready to party more?" I hesitated. He laughed. "Remember. Shotguns don't count. He held the hit as he leaned in to press his lips against mine. I didn't have a choice. I had to take his hit, and he was an expert at doing hits. It was thick and heavy. He forced it into me, but I greedily accepted it. It was obvious I shouldn't be doing this much drugs, but I couldn't help myself. I had never felt so good before. My body was warm and I was sweating a bit. But I didn't care. It felt amazing, and I had never felt so happy. I loved being naked with all these men, enjoying our animal sexuality. We didn't have to care about what society told us was acceptable. "Feeling it?" Shay said. His voice was like brass, and if I had any concerns, the care in it made them disappear. "I am," he said, but also took another hit. He held it for a few seconds. "It doesn't count," he whispered in my ear, before pressing his lips against mine once more. He exhaled another monster cloud into me. "Hold it," he said. "I want to breed your hole. Heard so much about it from Jon." He put his finger on my lips, stopping me from breathing out. "Not yet," he said. My lungs were starting to burn, but I didn't dare exhale. I wanted him to be proud of me. Proud to fuck such an obedient hole. "You want me in you?" he asked. I nodded. "Good boy. Breathe." I exhaled, and my head was enveloped in the dense cloud. Even though I was laying back on the couch, almost completely still, I felt like I was spinning. It was disorienting. I was glad that Shay's body was next to me. It seemed like he was the only thing holding me still. "Careful there, boy," he said. "Let's get you anchored down." He slipped the pipe and torch back into one of his pockets. Although I craved more, I knew that I had to pace myself. "We're both feeling it now," he said. "Let's do it." He lined his cock up with my hole. "Please," I said. I had to get his cock inside me. "Fuck me." "Breed you," he said. His cockhead pressed into my anus. It immediately opened up, and accepted the new man's dick. "Fuck me hard," I moaned, as his dick slid into my hole. "Cum in me." He slid in several inches of his shaft. He had the perfect thickness of cock. He was opening me up, pushing me, but it wasn't too much. I could take it for hours, if he let me. "Fuck, that's a used hole," he said. "So much cum up there." I didn't know how to react. This wasn't me. I wasn't at a sex party with a bunch of strangers. I hadn't been smoking crystal most of the evening. I hadn't let so many men cum in me. He continued. "It's so fucking hot." I relaxed, and exhaled. It was big, and some tina escaped. "Fuck," Shay said, seeing the cloud. "You held that hit. You're going to be tweaking hard." I suddenly realized it didn't matter. I could do anything I wanted. It was all for the pleasure. "Fuck me," I said. "Please. Breed me." It felt so good. Shay's cock was sliding into me, even as I remembered all the other men who had fucked me. Seth. Jon. Doug. It was hard to remember them all. "Give me your load." "Tonight," he said, pushing the last inch of his dick into me. "You're going to get more than enough." He started to fuck me. His deep, hard strokes made me gasp, and its incessant strokes pushed all the cum deeper into me. The first few minutes was just about the fucking. He was learning about my hole, and I was taking his thick cock. We were both high, and it only made the fucking better. Despite all the men who had fucked me, I was still hungry for dick. "So cummy," he said, ten minutes later. He looked around for a moment, then leaned in and kissed me. It made kissing seem like something furtive and dirty compared to being fucked raw by a stranger of a man. "Your guts are coated with sperm, you know," he said, before kissing me again. "I know," I said. "Fucking add yours to it. Breed me." I loved begging for his cum. It felt utterly natural. There wasn't anything I had to be worried about, and I could give into the pleasure. All I would have to do was remember one pill each morning. It was easy. "Give me your gift." "You're going to get it," Shay said. His dick slid back into me, now lubricated with his pre-cum. "Milking me and getting me off." He wrapped his arms around me, and in a practiced move, leaned back and pulled me up. I was sitting on his cock now, and my weight forced another inch into me. I gasped. Now upright, I took the opportunity to look around the room. There were only two lights in the room, both small, yet intense. Shay and I were in the middle of one, and across the room, I saw another young man bent over as a tall black man fucked him. In light that spilled out from those small circles, I could make out many more boys and men, all in various positions of sexual activity. "You're going to be very popular tonight," he said. He grabbed my hips, and pulled me down on his dick. "Gonna tell everyone what a hungry hole you have." "Fuck me," I grunted. "Breed me," I moaned. At the edge of the light, a man just barely stepped out of the dark, cloudy haze. I could see just a bit of hair on a lean runner's body. He also had a hard cock, and the head was already glistening with pre-cum. "Gonna take his load boy?" he asked me. "He doesn't have a choice, does he?" "Gotta give him the gift," the stranger said. I loved that, calling their seed the gift. It was a gift, finally being able to accept these men without any barrier or protection. "Get him to join the brotherhood." "He's joined already, haven't you?" he asked me. I looked unsure. "The Bareback Brotherhood," he said. "Fuck yeah. Breed me!" "Hell yeah," Shay said. "You want it?" "Please. Give it to me." I was sweating now, but I didn't care. Getting fucked raw by Shay was the best thing that had ever happened to me. I wanted it to go on forever. I wanted him to cum in me right then. I couldn't choose between the two. Shay was starting to shake. "Ohhhh FUCK," he grunted, before he just started mumbling incoherent gasps of pleasure. "FUCK," he said again. His cock jumped, and exploded inside of me. "FUCK." His orgasm was powerful, but restrained. He had practiced it many times before. He knew what made him feel good and he did just that. He was completely focused on his goal, which was to get his load deep in my hole. "FUUUUUUCK," he moaned again, as his dick throbbed and spurted. He was cumming in my ass, just as he said he would. It was dirty and perverted, the thing we were doing. But there was no way I could ask Shay not to inseminate me. He deserved the pleasure of breeding me.

I absolutely loved this story!

Part 3.5 I apologize - this is a short interlude section. I wrote this at the end of one of my own benders, where I was utterly exhausted from partying and fucking. I practically passed out writing this with my dick in my hand lol. I promise I will write Part 4 and I haven't forgotten about this story. Henry didn't come until nighttime. A classic junkie, he operated on T time and would go in and out of responsiveness. I knew Henry to be like this, but I wasn't about to let Faggot rest. By the time I was done using Marino's sloppy seconds, Faggot looked like he survived a bomb blast. Drool dripped down his pretty, dick-sucking lips. His eyes were glazed from the drugs and intense fucking, weathered by his own sweat and my spit. Tears and snot trickled down his sweet face, a product of gagging His blond hair was a complete mess from being pulled and thrown around on the mattress. What I loved most was the splatter of deep hickies on his shiny smooth tan neck and chest. On top of that, he had a few light bruises on his legs and torso. His skin was as smooth and tender as a baby's - of course it would bruise easily from such rough use. He was still a sexy piece of meat, but his innocence was far gone and the fresh boyish handsomeness on his face when we first met had been permanently replaced by the used, stained look of a meth whore. After I nut into the boy, I let him rest for a bit. I pulled out of him and started searching for clients and had a few customers come over for some quick deals while he laid passed out on the mattress in the Cave. He snored loudly as he fell into a deep sleep from exhaustion, finally coming down from the drugs and the adrenaline of being pummeled like a fleshlight. Still no sign of Henry after 2 hours. At this point, I really had to piss, which means Faggot had to wake up. I unzipped my fly and crawled onto the mattress beside his naked body, caressing him. My dick almost got so hard so fast I worried if I would still be able to piss. Whatever. That's what a whore is for - if he gets my dick hard, then I'm gonna put it him and fuck him. He was still asleep when i gently spread his legs apart and nestled myself in between. He still had cum in there, so all I needed was a good wad of spit on my dick and on his little pink cunt. Faggot bucked gently and stirred as my dick pushed into those tight pussy lips. Before he could wake up and even think about resisting, I was in and I was going deeper and deeper. His lazy waking moan crescendoed into a scared whine and climaxed into a loud whimper. Even still, he didn't try to push me away. I let my dick rest in him, knowing that his cunt would quickly welcome my manhood. I was surprised that he actually clung to me as tight as he could, wrapping his arms around my neck and holding me against him. "Daddy...," he whimpered softly, his eyes barely open. "I'm gonna piss in you Faggot," I whispered to him. And with that, I began to unload. A slow, soft low-pressure stream that would last a long time as my bladder slowly overcame the pressure of my hard-on and his tight hole. I groaned, suddenly horny as the fucking devil when I thought about how my dirty chem piss was going to make a nice little cocktail of my DNA and drug waste with the loads still buried in there. "Don't worry, Faggot," I told him. "You'll be nice and woke in a few minutes. Daddy's gonna fill you up with his second-hand Tina and keep it inside you until it fully dissolves into your bloodstream." "Is Daddy's chem piss strong?" he asked. His blue eyes flashed a dull sparkle, slowly getting excited by the idea of getting high again. "Oh yeah, Daddy smoked a lot while you were sleeping with his customers. This is why I need having a Faggot around. I don't need to worry about getting you pregnant. But fuck, I know the hormones in my sperm and the drugs in my piss are a part of you when I do bad things to you. And you're going to take so much of my piss and cum every damn day. Mine and whoever else wants to fuck your cheap, dirty pussy." Faggot's eyes opened wide. The chem piss was starting to take its wiry, gradual effect, but my words also touched the boy's heart. "I love you, Daddy," he whispered softly, and he looked into my dilated eyes as if I was the only man left in the world. "Good Faggot," I said affectionately. "Now I'm gonna hurt you." I started pumping and piston-fucking the boy, and he gasped so hard the air caught in his throat. He moaned and yelped weakly with his head rolled back while I held him to me in an iron grip as I slammed into him. A few minutes into our fuck, I heard the door swing open in the other room. "Dude, why didn't you answer your - holy fuck that's hot!" Henry exclaimed as he approached the entrance to the Cave and saw me fucking the piss-cum cocktail out of Faggot. The concoction splashed out of him in small spurts every time I pulled my dick out. I looked over at him and grinned. "Took you long enough. Get over here and get a taste of this."

The Intern Part 2 Things could not have gone any better for Montgomery. He quickly learned that jockboy’s name was Nathan and that he was about to start his sophomore year at a university on the West coast, and he was just home for the summer. He let the boy know that his firm was doing research about social justice and how it related to the younger generation. With the ruse of talking about the LGBT community, Montgomery pressed the kid about his thoughts on same-sex rights, inclusivity at his university and perceptions of the LGBT community he may have noticed in his community. The kid mentioned “I haven’t had any problem” and “I haven’t been discriminated against,” Montgomery used these statements as his opening. “You mention “I”, are you a member of the LGBT community?” he asked, giving his most professional stare. “Yeah, I guess. I mean, I’ve never dated a dude or anything, but, ya know, I’ve hooked up.” *Bingo – Let the hunt begin, Montgomery thought. “A good-looking guy like you, I’m sure you could have anyone you choose. Why limit yourself, right?” “Exactly, dude! Some people don’t get it.” “To each their own,” Montgomery replied. “I’ve messed around with the ladies before but realized that that isn’t my thing. I’ve come to apricate the male body.” “For sure man,” Nathan relaxed back into his chair and spread his legs a little wider. “This horny fucker,” Montgomery thought. “This faggot has no idea what he is in for.” Montgomery decided he would push it a little further. He closed his laptop and took a sip of his coffee, all the while staring right into Nathan’s eyes. “When’s the last time you fooled around with a man? Not a boy, a man?” “Few months ago, I guess. Got a drunken blog job from some frat dude back in Cali.” “Fuckin’ A. I bet he was clawing to get into your pants. Shit, from what I can see, you’ve got the goods. Not to be frank, but you’re easily the hottest guy I’ve seen all morning.” Nathan blushed. While he was used to being hit on and stared at, he felt a sense of pride the way Montgomery looked at him: full of restrained lust and power. For a brief second, he thought he may be in over his head with this guy. But Montgomery flashed him the million-dollar smile, put his computer away, and slung his bag over his shoulder. “Let’s go. I live just around the corner.” Without waiting for the kid, Montgomery walked out the door and began making his way down the street. He knew from the beginning the entire situation was a gamble, but the Sex Gods were looking down on him today and everything was playing into his favor. He worried for a brief second, he may have scared the kid, but as he was about 10 feet down the street from the café, he heard the bell above the door ding and the quick footsteps of someone running behind him to catch up. A few minutes later the pair entered Montgomery’s apartment. When the door was closed behind them, he began testing the waters. He pushed him up against the wall and began kissing him forcefully. Clearly taken back, Nathan instinctively put his hands up, but quickly realized he was into this. The kid went to put one hand on Montgomery’s ass and the other behind his head. “Hands down, boy. You just stand there,” he said as he knocked the kids arms to his side, grabbed his hair and pulled his head back to nibble, bite and suck on his neck. Nathan began to moan as Montgomery assaulted his body, grabbing his hardening cock and giving it a rough squeeze. This caused Nathan to yelp. Montgomery, still with on hand pulling his hair, yanked back and looked down at him. “You know you like it,” he said before letting him go and walking into his living room, leaving the kid slightly dazed and erect. Nathan wiped the remnants of Montgomery’s onslaught off his mouth and neck as he entered the living room, adjusting his 8-incher, trying to make room in his boxer briefs. Montgomery stood at his desk, looking intently at his computer. “Sit. Make yourself comfortable. I’m just getting something on screen to set the mood.” Nathan sat and observed the room. This dude definitely had style. The kind of style that didn’t come cheap. This had to be at least three bedrooms, judging by the two hall ways. It was impeccably clean and welcoming. He was brought back to reality as the giant flat screen television came to life. “I don’t have any bi porn, so hope this works for you,” Nathan didn’t mind at all. Being here in this unfamiliar apartment, with this unfamiliar man had driven all thoughts of any female far from his horned-up brain. Nathan watched a familiar scene playout on the television. He was no stranger to gay porn, and the one playing he had jacked his cock to many times. On screen, a young twink was on his knees slowly slobering on the cock of a hot older daddy. “Fuckin’ hot,” Nathan muttered as he stroked his cock through his gym shorts. “Hands off your cock, boy,” Montgomery snapped, staring at the kid, who was mesmerized by the scene. “Don’t you worry, I’ll take care of you soon enough. Sit there and be patient, I’ll be right back.” Montgomery left the room and went first into the kitchen to prepare a special drink for his unassuming victim. From within his freezer he pulled out a vial of clear liquid and removed an eye dropper from a drawer next to the sink. “Three drops should do the trick,” he smirked He poured some juice into the cup and stirred while he sent a text. “The faggot is here. About to give him some G. Leave your place in an hour, he’ll be ready by then. Call when you get here.” The reply was simple: “Fuck yeah.” Montgomery removed all this clothing except for his black boxer briefs. He gave his cock a few strokes to get it growing and adjusted it so it was snaking to the side and down. He grabbed the drink and sauntered into the living room. As he entered, a smile came to his face. The faggot was proving to be obedient, his hands were at his side, as he ever so gently humped forward, trying to get as much friction on his dick as possible. Montgomery stood between the kid and the television, and was about to protest when he took in the sight before him. This Adonis was more than he could have imagined: tall and powerful. Every inch of him was defined, and a light dusting of hair covered his arms and legs. His defined pecs and almost-8-pack abs and no visible hair. As Nathan took it all in, his face was at the right level to see the monster snaking down and out of the tight boxer briefs. Montgomery simply stood there and watched, waiting for the kid to say something. “Fuck,” was all he could say as he slowly lifted his eyes from the growing cock, up his smooth abs and chest, to finally meet the predatory smile of Montgomery. “It likes you. Drink this. I’ll be back,” Montgomery held the drink just out of reach and made the kid get up slightly to retrieve it “What is this?” “It’s G. You trust me, right? This’ll make you feel better.” “G…as in GHB…? Nah man. I mean, I gave it to a chick once…” Before Nathan could finish, Montgomery interrupted. “You dog you! Ha! I don’t have any ulterior motive. There’s hardly enough in there to knock you out, just enough to put a grin back on your face. Drink up, I’ll be right back.” As he walked away, Nathan couldn’t take his eyes of this God of Men. He walked with such confidence, his back and ass muscles flexing. He contemplated the drink, considered his situation and realized this was the horniest he has ever been. His eyes shot to the screen and saw the twink from earlier moaning is pleasure as two raw cocks double-fucked him. With that, he downed the drink in about 4 gulps.

Part 3 (The New Alpha) Matt woke in Monday morning with 'morning wood' like he had never had before. He could still feel a slight stinging in his right arm as he relived the weekend in which Steve took owner ship of his ass. As he thought deeply on the intimacy of Steve's repeated breeding of him with a poz cum he just had to jerk his cock. He hadn't cum since he bred nerd boy. It didn't take log for Matt to cum, and boy did he cum. He had such a strong orgasm and produced (what he thought) was the largest load of cum in his life. Matt knew he loved fucking a nice ass (or pussy) raw and breeding it full of his cum. He never thought that he'd be on the receiving end of a raw cock and (over the past weekend) poz cum. Matt knew the risks associated with bareback, but figured as a top his risk were relatively low. Now that he has seen the joy of bottoming he new he was going to always bareback as a bottom and top. As he recovered from his orgasm with his cock sill semi hard he began to play with the puddle of cum on his defined abs. He wondered if his load was capable of pozzing an unsuspecting neg ass as Steve had discussed with him the other night. Right after Matt's initial breeding, and as Steve fed Matt more from the pipe, Steve talked about Matt's future and the position as 'Alpha Male", in charge of the boys Steve whored out. As Steve said to Matt (barrowing from the 'Godfather'), "I'm gonna make you an offer you can't refuse." Basically Steve told Matt he had two choices, he would become the new AM or join the chem whore boys who's asses Steve owned and sold. Matt had 5 seconds to make up his mind. Although Steve knew the kid was too much of a jock to let himself be turned into a whore, he did have points prepared to slam Matt into oblivion and would have every gay boy on campus over to fuck him full of more poz cum while catching all the action on video to hold over Matt's head. It didn't take Matt long to make the right decision and became Steve's AM. The rest of the weekend (between Steve's continued breeding of his new AM) Matt was informed of his new responsibilities and rights. Steve laid them out as follows: Responsibility: 1) keeping the boys in line 2) making sure the boys did as they were told a. showed up on time to their 'appointment' b. did as they were told by the Steve, Matt and the John c. never let anyone else slam them without permision 3) keeping the boys addicted to slamming Tina 4) helping Steve recruit , poz and break in a new piece of ass 5) keeping the Tina and GHB used by the boys secure Rights: 1) ability to fuck any of the boys he chooses (as long as they were not being rented out) 2) get high when ever he wanted (as long as it didn't interfere with his responsibilities) 3) come and go as he pleases 4) continue his college education (which Steve would pay Matt's Tuition) After round two (where Matt took another 4 loads of poz com) Steve asked Matt if he was going to continue wrestling. Matt hadn't thought about that yet when he let his new boss know that he had responsibilities that were more important then wrestling. Steve then proceeded to teach Matt the art of making a good strong slam and how to administer without leaving a mark. Matt was brought back to the reality of the preset when he stood in the bathroom, looked into the mirror and knew his fate was sealed. There in his right arm for anyone to see (if he were shirtless or wearing a tank top) was the distinctive mark of an "AM" (in a special design made by Steve) tattooed on Matt. He had received the marking right before Steve took him over to the run down hotel Steve owned and where he kept the boys. The only nice part was a room that was for"'management use". This was where the boys were given their daily drugs and where Matt could fuck the boy of his choice. Next Part 4 (New Recruit)

I am so close to having this happen to me with a poz guy I'm talking with. We are close to hooking up and making me convert. I want it so badly.

I have to say there is nothing quite like sinking your cock into the ass of an innocent young guy knowing that yours is the first to ever enter him. And knowing that you'll be leaving behind a hot load of poz cum makes it even more exciting. Tim was in his freshman year at school and it turns out although he knew he was gay for most of his high school years he kept is totally hidden since his family wouldn't have accepted it at all. And since there were plenty of parental controls on the computer back home he really was an innocent until he got to college. Freed from the shackles of his home but still closeted he started exploring gay porn and discovered he loved it. He also discovered the pleasure that comes from working his fingers up his ass while he was masturbating. We met because he had decided he wanted to try gay sex and luckily for me he was still interested staying in the closet so for the moment guys at school were out. When he arrived at my house he was the picture of an innocent 18y/o virgin college freshman boy. About 5'9 and around 135-140 lbs with a swimmers build. He was one of the smoothest guys his age I've met with light brown hair, blue eyes and peach fuzz still present. He came in and we talked for a while helping him to relax since he was clearly still very nervous. That being said he obviously had a raging hard on that demanded some attention. I led him back to my bedroom and we started with some passionate kisses our hands naturally reaching for the others cock and stroking them gently through our pants. There is nothing quite like a boy exploring his sexuality for the first time and Tim's hormones where in overdrive as his long repressed desires began to blossom. We quickly stripped naked and I was deligted to find Tim sporting a rock hard 7.5" cut cock that looked even bigger on his thin frame. It was framed by a small patch of pubes and his balls and as I found out his ass were still perfectly smooth. Stroking his bare cock for the first time caused Tim to shudder as mine was the first hand other than his own to caress his lovely tool. I kneeled to suck him but before I could get started I couldn't help but notice that he probably hadn't showered before coming over. I asked him if he had and it turned out I was correct. Typical of a first timer he hadn't thought through this issue nor that he needed to clean his ass out so I suggested we go have some fun in the shower. Getting him in I began gently washing his body rubbing my hands all over him and spending some extra time soaping up his cock. The whole time Tim stood their passively shuddering now and then in utter exctasy. When I slid my fingers down his ass and began working the soap up his virgin hole soft moans began to escape his young throat. He was soo fucking hot I could have just rammed him right there but I wanted to take my time and really enjoying giving him his first fuck. We got out of the shower dried off and returned to my bedroom. Sitting him on the bed we started with some passionate kising and stroking again before I began licking my way down his chest. I worked my way down to his cock and started with just the tip kissing it and licking it swirling my tounge around it as my hand gently rubbed his smooth balls. Tim was in heaven moaning and trying to hump his cock up into my mouth and soon enough I swallowed his shaft deep giving him the first blowjob of his life. I've sucked a few cocks in my time but I was determiend that young Tim really enjoy this so I pulled out all the stops. Sure enough he was panting, moaning and writhing as his body experienced a level of pleasure he'd never known. I could sense his load building but I wasn't ready for him to cum yet so I pulled off of his cock. You like that I asked him? "Ohh fuck yeah...it..it was unbelievable!" he said. "I'm glad you enjoyed it. time for you to suck mine" I said to him. I stood up and ordered him to kneel in front of me. "Just go slow at first like I did" I told him "and make sure not to use your teeth!" He grabbed my 8" cut cock in his hands and as he squeezed it a big glob of pre-cum leaked out. Tentatively at first he leaned in and tasted it and finding it to his liking he began licking all over my shaft and cock head. Then having worked himself up to it he took the head in his mouth and began to work his way down it. At about halfway down I could tell his mouth was full and he started bobbing up and down. I let him go on for a while enjoying the picture of this innocent young kid sucking his first cock before I put my hand on the back of his head. "Breathe through your nose.. You need to learn to suck all of a mans cock boy" I told him as I placed my hand on the back of his head and started gently forcing my cock down his throat. He began to gag and tried to back off but I held him firmly and once he started doing as I told him the rest of my 8" death tool slid down his throat. Holding him tight I began fucking his mouth and after taking a minute to adapt he quickly got better at it and started truly deepthroating my cock. I woked his mouth until I felt my own nut starting to build and then I pulled out and proceeded to slap his face with my cock a bit. "You like cock in your mouth don't you boy?" I asked. He nodded yes and asked "did I do good sir?" and by way of an answer I pulled him to his feet and gave him a kiss. "Very nice for a first timer son" I pushed him back onto the bed and got atop him humping our cocks together and making out with him. Our hands roaming over eachothers bodies as we did. Then I once again worked my was down his chest and coming to his cock I began to deepthroat it once again. I worked his cock for a few minutes and then went down to his balls giving them a thorough tounge bath. Then I lifted his legs and speading them wide attacked his perfectly smooth virgin ass with my tounge. This drove him wild as he moaned and quivered and shuddered as my tounge invaded him. I spent several minutes workign his ass open and getting him nice and ready for my thick fuck tool. The object of my desire lay helpless under me and it was time to fully defile this innocent virgin boy. I rolled him over and pulled his ass up a bit leavign him face down with his butt sticking up in the air. I appled some lube to my cock and his hole and guided my cock head to the waiting entrance. "Wait aren't you supposed to put a condom on?" He asked me. "Maybe so kid but I don't like them and only fuck raw...It feels so much better this way" I told him. Rubbing my cock head against his hole i said "Your call kid you wanna get fucked or not??" I knew at this point there was no way the kid was gonna stop his desires and hormones raging at full force and my cock posied at his hole. "Ok" he said "but just be gentle ok it is my first time". I began to push in and as I did he began to whimper his small cries coming at a very high pitch. Gently working my cock into him I could see his face in the mirror closet doors eyes screwed tight shut and he fought to accept my cock in his virgin ass. I sunk my cock in deep and began a smooth gentle fuckign motion. He continued to whimper but it was getting clear that my cock head hitting his prostrate was moving him from the agony of first penetration to pleasure. He began pushing back into me and it was all I could do not to cum right there as the picture of this inncoent kid impaling his virgin ass on my poz fuck tool was too hot for words. I continued to pound his ass slowly picking up speed and driving my cock in a little harder each time. I decided I want to see his face looking up at mine when the moment came to i spun him back onto his back and spreading his legs remounted him and resumed my fucking. I could see from this angle the wanton lust in the kids eyes and I began to stroke his cock as I fucked him. "Ohh fuck yea man... do me ...yeah God that so good.uuhh....uhhhh.uhh..oh God....fuck....." he was moaning as the sensations of his first fuck overwhelmed him. I could sense him getting ready to cumm and at the same time I knew I couldn't last much longer..... "Fuck yeah kid here it comes!!" I cried out as my load boiled up in my balls..."Gonna cum inside you boy." I told him. "Yeah give it to me" he begged in a high pitched whimper and my cock exploded inside him shooting jet after jet of hot poz death fluid deep in his no longer virgin and now defiled ass. As I came his cock exploded as well shooting a good 4-5 thick jets of cum up his chest, onto his face and even onto the headboard of my bed. Feelign the death fluid filling his ass I worked my cock in extra deep making sure his hole was well coated by my load. We ended up lying there for a while and after he recovered we talked a bit an I encouraged him not to be afraid to let guys his own age fuck him too. Before he left that night I fucked another load of poz cum up inside him. We stayed in touch and over the next few weeks I gave him a couple more loads but none as hot as that first time. He also told me he'd hooked up with a couple of guys at school as well. Then one day he shows up at my place in tears. I invite him in and he proceeds to tell me he got sick and after going to the doc he was told he was poz. We talked for a while and by the time we were done he understood that it wasn't a death sentance and that in fact now that he had it he could feel free to much as much as a cum slut as he wanted to be. I fucked another load into his ass before he left and I have a strong suspicion that a cum slut is exactly what he turned out to be.