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Part 2 We were a few days before the planned holiday. I already started to pack my suitcase. I wondered what I should pack. I did get a short list of stuff I needed to bring for the hotel. But a lot was whatever I wanted. I checked my mail again. The hotel did ask for a recent health check. guessed it was for the insurance or something. So some days ago I went to the clinic and got an HIV test. Damn, no mail yet. I hope I get it on time. So I went back to my suitcase. Let's see, I thought. Some swimming shorts, short pants, and some shirts. What's that? I'm looking closer. I did not put that in? A pack of condoms? How does that get in? My mom just walked by the room and laughed when she saw me looking at it. You never know, Jake, she she said outside the room. Better to be safe than sorry if you guys find a nice girl over there. My face instantly got red. Mommmm, I stumbled. "We all have been young," she said. "Better have them with you." While she walked through. Well, ok. I thought. Let's just keep her in that mindset. I grabbed some sunscreen and a toothbrush. Packed it all in. Then I heard my phone. It's mail. Let's see. The healtcheck from the clinical. Finally. Glad this is private; my mom would go insane if she saw it. Let's see. HIV status. It's negative. Just as I expected. Other diseases, none. Perfect. I went to the hotel site, logged in, and uploaded the health check. Oh. Now I see a visitor's part. And my name and status have been shown there. Damn, I thought… Not that private, I guess… But hey, you only see this when you book, so it's ok, I guess. And there are no photos of me there, so no one knows. I see another attachment with rules and agreement. I quickly click on it without reading. This is all normal I think another separate message appears, asking if I have read everything and I click yes. As I browse more in the visitor's part, I see I'm at the bottom part of the page. I guess it matches the part of the hotel. It even tells the room number you're staying in, but that part is not yet visible. It says not checked in yet. It also shows something like Load number. I'm not sure what that is, but I guess the hotel will explain when I arrive. I'm looking for Paul on the page, but I can't find him. I guess he has not uploaded the health check yet. I can see there are a lot of guys in already. Well. The hotel is huge, so it has more than 1000 guests, I guess. Maybe even more. I can see a top part too. Let's see. Oh, nice. Some guys have a bit more status, I see. They went past years or years too. They have a partial profile. It tells how old they are, how many times they went to the hotel, and even how they built it. I'm clicking on some of them. This guy is called Mark; he's 43 and went 6 times already. Damn. He should know the place. The profile says he's a muscular, hairy daddy type. His notes say; Play, be wild and keep the holiday feeling forever with you. Sounds nice, I guess. Hmmm. he can see I visited his profile. But that's ok, I guess. Nothing to hide. I can see an MSG button. So. I clicked on it and started writing to him. Hey, I was just uploading and checking things out when I saw your profile. I can see you've been going to the hotel for some years now, so maybe some advice? Is there anything I should take with me, next to clothing, etc.? Can I bring a camera? Because it's more of a secret gay hotel? Or not? The hotel says it has theme parties. Should I bring something with me for these and what are the themes? Do I need like a long pants, some suits, or so? Thanks already. And I sent it off. I browse a bit further and also see that Jason is uploaded. So, I think he is really coming. I also look at his profile. He is registered as a couple in the hotel. His notes say, we are a couple, but definitely approach us separately to. Paul will like this for sure. Although I hope that there will be no jealousy or that Paul will really fall in love with him, because then we will have an emotional vacation where he could just be "dumped". I mainly want to have a nice holiday and maybe gain some experience with boys, if possible I shut my computer off and went going. 1 day later Paul calls. Just 2 days before departure Jake, I'm really sick. I went to the doctor, and I can't travel now. I was shocked. What do you have, Paul? Well, it's some kind of flu, he said. Everything hurts. I have a fever. I went to the clinic, and they said it will stay with me some days, and I need to recover a bit when the fever is over. They told me to stay at home for at least two weeks. What??? But we booked the holiday, and we will fly off in 2 days. I know, Paul said. So I just contacted the hotel, and I could cancel my booking. But I can't cancel yours, though. I had to send them my doctor's notice and health check. So they canceled mine I don't think I'm going then, I said to Paul. It would mean I have to go all alone. I never went alone on a holiday, and we booked it together. Maybe we can book something else for over a few weeks. No, said Paul. I asked them. But they don't cancel yours. So that would cost you the money. There would also be a fine if you didn't show up, because you would be keeping a room free that someone else would have wanted. And besides. Jason is going; you know him a bit. Jason… but I never really spoke to him. It's your crush and sort of hookup friend. Not mine. "Jake," said Paul, "you don't really have a choice." "Just go." Have fun, go on swimming, enjoy the food, the party’s. The holiday will just fly over in no time. You will enjoy yourself. And you can tell me all about it later. And maybe we'll go next year together if you did like it. Take this chance to discover and go. I swallowed. Do I really have to? Do I really want this? But on the other side, I did pay the money, and I got my suitcase packed so far. I'm not sure, I said to Paul. I'll let you know, ok? You need to take some rest now. We hang up. Damn, I was thinking. Why does this happen to me? I log in at the hotel site again to read, reading it all again, to overthink. Hmmm. I have a message. It's the hotel. The cancellation of Paul, and if I still want the 2-person room. They don't charge more. I do have to agree; it will be called a special room for one of the theme nights (I keep the room then, , so nothing to worry about, but it makes me a special guest because I'll be all alone in the room now). Okay, well, I thought. If that's all. They are being good to me, I thought. Another message. Oh, it's from Mark. Almost forgot about him. So nice that he responds. Let's see what he writes. Hey, kid, I have been coming to the hotel for some years now. It's wild fun. Nothing compares to it. You can't bring your camera. Photos and videos are made by the hotel from you. You will get those when you check out. They have cameras everywhere so that you don't have to mind and just enjoy the holiday. The party's gear is given by the hotel. You only hear just before the party what the theme will be. So don't bother. Just have fun. They will do anything they can to let you and others enjoy. I will be happy to show you around and more. It's nice to see newbies joining in for this big holiday even. Till then. Greatings, Mark. He sounds friendly, I thought. Well. Let's give it a go then. I pick up my phone and send Paul a message. I'm going. I'll let you know how it was after the holiday then. Get healthy soon. Side Story: Paul did play around with Jason and his friends after Paul booked the hotel. They did actually fuck him, more than once. Paul just did not tell me yet. He got pozzed up in the pre party’s or sleepover. Who knows? He knew it when he did get some fever and had his test results back for the health check he had to give to the hotel. So he could not come. He was too sick, and the hotel canceled his booking because it did not match his negative status he confirmed when he booked the hotel. The bottom part of the hotel was fully booked already. (if somone likes to write the sidestory, mssg me 😉. I am working on the main story)

i have read this topic a few times and decided to make an account. this is my first story ever. so don't be too hard on me and i hope you like it. additions, improvements, comments are welcome. other things too of course. the story is fiction but I hope the more I write, the better it will get. Part 1 Let me introduce myself. I'm Jake, 18 years old, with a smooth body and white skin. I could use some sun. I am sporty and have some nice abs (I think from myself). I'm slim; you can actually see a bit of a 6-pack (not that good, though). I'm. I'm smooth, not too tall or short, just average, and have short, dank blond hair. My legs are well built from soccer play and some fitness. Smooth ass and a bit of a tight bubble butt ass. My cock, about 7 inch, average thickness, and I have my pubic hair smooth shaved. My friend Paul is the same age as me. No, he is not my boyfriend, but we hang out a lot. We met at school and played soccer together, so we became best friends. He told me after some few years of friendship he was gay. Well, I had my troubles with my sexuality back then myself, and 2 months later I kissed him and told him I was gay too. Paul and I are both virgins, no lovers, but we made an arrangement. We do play and discover together. Not really in public, but secretly. No one knows; they think we are just friends. Even my family does not know. Well, then it actually all started I heard the signal that the soccer match was over. We yelled it out, and I ran to Paul. We won! We won! It was the last match of the summer. I hugged him. Teammates joined in, and we all jumped. This was a great last match. We should celebrate that we won and the start of the summer. We went to the bar next to the field to grab a drink. We stayed for about an hour chatting, but soon we were almost alone. Most guys got a shower, had their plans, and left. So after one hour, Paul and I got to get a shower. We took our training suits off and jumped in the shower. All alone in the room, we giggled, slapped each other's asses, and after a while kissed and started wanking. Paul had a nice 6.5 inch cock, and I just dropped down to lick it. He was hard instantly. I licked his balls, grabbed his ass, and worked my way to his cock. I started sucking. I guess I did a good job. Paul started moaning. He grabbed my head and pushed me deeper. As he did, I started gagging. He just laughed while my eyes went deep red. I do love that someone takes control, but I'm still so inexperienced that I always have to get a bit used to a cock deep in my mouth. My spit was dripping from his shaft to his balls, while the water from the shower ran on our backs. I was rock hard myself and started leaking a bit when we heard some noise. I jumped up and turned to the wall to hide my hard cock. We had to laugh really hard when we saw it was just a cat that happened to get caught up in the changing room. I wanted to get back on my knees, but Paul stopped me. "Don't," he said. "I'm too close to cum, and I should not." "I need to tell you something. I looked a bit shocked, afraid of what was coming. It's not a big deal, Jake, for you at least, Paul said. He laughed. Jake, I'm playing a bit with Jason, you know, Jason, the 26-year-old hunk from school? Uhhh, that well-built trainee? Him? Yeah, said Paul. He's gay too and is living with his boyfriend. I found that out when he was calling him on the phone and i heard it by accident. Well, I think he knew I'm into guys too, because he slapped my ass. He found me in the school break later that day and pushed me to the toilets, and he just bent me over. I did not know what to do, so I let him. He pulled down my pants, which fell to my ankles. He, he...he just started licking my ass and hole. It felt so good, Jake. His beard tickling my hole, his tongue. I was in heaven. He even used his fingers and pushed them inside. Jake, it was so good. My jaw dropped open. He did that? Did he, did he fuck you? Took your virginity?. No, he did not... said Paul. He left me there dripping pre-cum and my hole wet with his spit. I wish he did. I have a date with him later today. So maybe..., said Paul. Damn, Paul, that's hot. But isn't he cheating then? Paul: I don't mind, Jake. Have you seen him? He's so hot, and if he's cheating, he'll be my first fuck. If that's what it takes, I'm in. Well, Paul, you have to tell me the details from the date later. I giggled. Nice job, Paul. But I can suck you off, Paul said while he dropped down. Before I knew it, he was sucking me. I was so hard and had not cum in days, so it did not take long. I came in Paul's mouth. He just swallowed. Damm. I looked at Paul. you have never swallowed my cum before and i laughed. that's new. It felt natural, like i had to do it said paul. and it wasn't bad he said with a smile After we washed and dried off, I wished him luck, and we both went our ways. Paul did not message me that evening, nor the day after, and was not at school on Monday. On Tuesday he messaged me. We should meet in the evening at his place. That evening I went over to Paul. So. I said? Don't tell me you spend all the time with Jake, did you? Paul giggles. Well, a bit. He started talking. Paul and Jake had a date at the gay bar in town. That was the first time Paul went there. I did not dare to, afraid of what people would say, think, or tell my parents. I'm just not ready yet. Well, Paul said we had a good drink, a good talk, and, well, he was dressed up so hot. He had a tight white shirt; you could see his abs and chest really well. We kissed a bit, and I met some friends of his. It was crowded. So crowded that we got pushed to each other the whole time. I could feel his chest against me all the time. Paul laughed, i felt something else too Jake. sometimes i felt his cock poking through his pants against me. he is really big i think And Jake... Jason touched my ass all the time. He even got his hands in my pants, and his finger was searching my hole. Tell me more, I said to Paul. Well. He pushed his fingertip against my hole, Jake; it was hot, but I did not dare to say or do anything. I just let him. I could feel his fingertip on my bare hole. Giving it pressure and then letting it get more loose. He was playing with me. It was out in public, but I don't think anyone saw it. I was scared but it was also so hot. We stood there for, like, 10 min. And then someone came by and pushed me a bit, i bumped into jason and Jason just pushed his finger up my hole by then. I almost screamed, Paul said. I don't know if he did it by accident, or extra when I fell into him. It went deep, and it scratched in my hole. I felt pain and pleasure at the same time. He held it in me for, like, some 15 minutes, playing with my hole, fingering me. I just went nuts in public. I started grinding against his finger while I looked deep in his eyes; he just smiled. He was playing with me, Jake. After a while, Jason then took me to the toilets. When we got there, he just ripped his shorts off and pushed me down with my face to his cock. The only thing I could do was suck. He was rough, Jake; he just used my mouth like a fleshjack. He was so hung. i think it was like 8,5 inch. I couldnt take his pole all the way. i just couldnt. i coughed and spluttered. But i tried. My eyes started watering, i could barely see it was so bad. I guess he noticed I was new to it all, because he stopped and asked me if I had ever done this before, Jake. I actually told him I did not and was still a virgin, hoping he would like that. But Jake, damn, was I wrong. He said he liked trained holes that can handle him and wanted to get his pants up again. I insisted, and he let me suck him a bit more. I've never seen such a big dick. its huge Jake. he let me suck his balls. I played with them in my mouth. They were huge to. I licked his shaft and head. I was really doing my best on it. I made that cock so wet with my spit it just glistened. He said he did not want to destroy me right here. I did not really understand Jake. But I think he means he's so big and I'm still a virgin. After we went back to the bar and chatted more, then his friends joined, and later his boyfriend to. He did not mind at all that Jason fooled around with me. After a while, he told me he met his bf at a hotel party where a lot of guys meet and fuck. He asked me if I was interested. It would give us a chance to get more experience, and they are going to. He told me he would fuck the daylight out of me if I would go. Well, Paul said, I was thinking, Jake… Should we both go? No one knows us there; we would lose our virginity, and it sounds hot as hell. I was a bit shocked. I never thought that Paul would be into something like that. Paul saw my face. Jake He said, I know it's shocking, but think about it. We could fuck, maybe find a boyfriend; no one knows us there, and no one would judge. And maybe I could hook up with Jason there, he laughed. You're really into it, huh, Paul? I asked. Paul: I am. I spent 2 days thinking about Jake; I could not get it off my mind. I searched it and watched the site like a thousand times. You should see it and the photos. It really is like a holiday, but then only with white guys and themes. And we don't have to hook up; we can also just watch and enjoy. He passed me the site. Hmm, I said. I'll watch it later, Paul. So Paul, did you guys do anything else? Paul started laughing. Well. I met his friends and had a bit of a pre-holiday party. We went over to Jason's place, and I have seen several guys fuck each other hard. There was so much cum and sweat. I could only watch and play a bit, no fucking, because it was only the pre-party, and I had not booked for the holiday yet. No one fucked me, Jake. But I did suck some cocks clean after they were done fucking. Several guys had tattoos around their cock, belly, etc. Like a group thing. It looked hot. I sucked like 10 guys. I was getting real good at it. They all said i tried my best whit sucking and that i had a nice mouth. Some even fingered me. I think some lubed their fingers; it felt wet. Or they had some cum on their hands still. I'm not sure. I did not ask, but it was hot, though they also couldn't seem to get enough of my ass and kept fingering my hole. they said i had a tight hole and they wanted to explore it further. some really went deep with their fingers. it hurt a bit sometimes, but felt really good afterwards. They said i would love the hotel. that i would have a blast and be a top attraction. they said they would show me around and introduce me if i booked. But that they would introduce me in a small group first so i would be more confident about the hotel. they seemed to want to include me in their group because most of them would also go and had been there before Paul and I talked a long time. Later, when I was back home, I opened the link Paul gave me. It was called the Poz Hotel. I'm not sure what that meant. But I started reading. It was a holiday hotel that took place once a year for guys only. There were several hotel parts/rooms. The top part and a bottom part It had several pools, all-inclusive 24-hour play areas, theme nights, an animation team, a gym, a public restaurant, and theme restaurants. Several party places, whatever that may mean, big gardens (where theme activities started), dungeons, cinemas, etc. your stay will be arranged according to your preference (bottom/top) and your interest. so it has a top and a bottom part i think, whatever that may mean. Not thinking about the link to my sexual preference from top or bottom I kept on reading and looked at the prices. Well. It looked like whenever I made changes in the booking, the price went up or down. I was not really sure what it all meant, but hey. It sounded good, and it was a holiday. So after some time, I discovered we had to book it within a week till the booking closed down, and the rooms were also running out. I phoned Paul, and we decided we should book. Paul would make the booking, as I only said, Make it not too expensive. Let's try to get it as cheap as possible. So he did. He booked us a double bedroom in the bottom part of the hotel. It was the bare part. I thought it was at the bar, but I read over that too quickly. How was I supposed to know? They did ask a lot of questions, and some things made it cheaper. they asked a lot of sexual preferences but paul had arranged all that. i only got a short summary of the booking Paul set ourselves up as a negative active role bottom; our age as 18 made it cheaper. Paul thought it might be student prices. The booking asked us what we liked, like sucking, bare play, older guys, dominators, piss, BDSM, etc., etc. Well, Paul just clicked on it all, and the price kept dropping. That all sounded good to me. Paul didn't go into much detail and went more into the price and facilities such as the swimming pool I thought we'd see what will come from it. In the small lines it did say the guest had to take part in the themes and activities that were chosen, like a roulette game, so everyone joined in at least 3 times (activities or themes). Joining more activities or themes is possible at one's own wish. Paul saw an option opening for us to click on it to join at least 7 roulette games. Only for 18-21 age people. With that, we get a reduced price for the flight. So, as I had ordered Paul, Paul clicked on it and booked it. We did not have that much money, so we thought, what can it be? Like volleyball, spinning classes or so. So he clicked on it and booked it all. It also gave us a link to a more normal hotel site without all the sexual parts in it to show to others if they ask where you would go on holiday. It was the site I showed my parents when I told them Paul and I had booked a holiday with friends. Paul told Jason we booked. Jason was excited when he heard we both booked and told Paul he was in the top part of the hotel and would be happy to lead him around and have some fun activities. He said he would definitely fuck Paul when he wanted to, at the hotel and even after, so he was part of the club. We thought of the hotel club or the tattoo club But after, we would know better. paul went to jason a few more times. sometimes during the day and sometimes in the evening. he didn't tell me much about it, only things about our booked holiday. for example that there are a lot of palm trees, multiple swimming pools, bars and toilets everywhere (why he mentioned the toilets I found strange), theme parties that had been there such as a black party, lotteries, bachelor nights, couples nights, leather parties and you name it. but what it entailed paul didn't really say. only that it would be a lot of fun. Paul was already in the mood for the holiday and the more he told me, the more I got excited too

Part 3 Part 3 beeeb beeeb. I wake up with a start. The alarm goes off. I have to get up early today, because my vacation is about to start. I have to catch the plane on time. I quickly get out of bed, go to the bathroom and jump in the shower. Not too long of course. But I do wash myself thoroughly. Should I wash my butt too, I wonder? Oh well. Let me just do it quickly. Who knows, I might have the same experience as Paul. I can't help myself and even press a finger against my hole. Mmm. Doesn't feel bad I think. Well I continue. Take a shower. I shave my pubic hair really smooth. That looks good. Ready for vacation. I jump into my clothes and then go to the kitchen and quickly eat something. The suitcase is already packed. My mother just gets up too. She gives me another kiss on the forehead and wishes me lots of fun. Too bad Paul is sick and can't come. But still have fun. I hear someone ringing the doorbell. Oh that must be the taxi I think and quickly go to the front door. The taxi indeed. I take the suitcase and walk out the door. The taxi driver helps me load the suitcase and before I know it I'm already driving out of the street. the taxi driver asks where I'm going. when I tell him this and briefly show him the site (of course the censored site to not give any openness) I see him laugh a little. nice he says. first time there? yes I say. and the taxi driver gets a grin on his face. have fun then he says i suspect he already knows more about it. you'll have fun there. and you're going alone? yes I say. a moment later the taxi driver puts his hand on my leg. I look at him. you won't mind this he says while his hand slides further and further towards my crotch he slowly squeezes my crotch and i get a little hard. top he asks? huhhhhh. i stutter. no. i think he means the hotel? bttm part. the taxi driver starts laughing. i've been there too. he takes my hand and puts it on his crotch. then you like this better. through his pants i feel a hard cock. i hold my hand there, afraid to move. the taxi driver slowly opens the zipper of his pants and pushes my hand inside. no underwear i'm scared and feel my hand immediately pressing against his hard pole. he feels warm, big, thick and especially hard. the taxi driver keeps grinning as his cock gets harder and harder and slowly bursts out of his pants. take it out he says. i do as he asks. a big glistening cock becomes visible. I slowly pull him out further. There is no end to it I thought. His cock is pale, with large veins that are visible throbbing. Some pubic hair is bulging along the sides of his zipper. don't be afraid he says, if it's good he'll only stab once. I don't quite get it, but I can't take my eyes off his cock. I slowly move my hand up and down his shaft. do you like it, he asks. i mumble, it's big, really big. the taxi driver laughs, i know, most boys have trouble with it. but once they've had it, they always come back. and a boy with your looks, are just asking to get something big and hard. I let my hand slide back and forth over his shaft a few more times. Pull back he says and looks at me briefly during the ride and then back to the road. I slowly move my hand back and his foreskin slowly moves along. A big red cock head appears. nothing compares to the color of his white cock. it almost looks like a poisonous head. i see a little pre-cum oozing out. yellow and slimy. wtf i think. that's nothing, he says. i have much more that you can't see now. and let out a loud laugh. and where you're going, who knows. He said. you will like it and love it. you will beg for my pole when you have been on vacation. and I will certainly give it to you with everything it has. it will surely sting you in one go, just like the other boys who sat on it before you. unfortunately we're there says the taxi driver. i hope to see you on the way back. then the ride will be a bit longer he winks. We will then make up the payment between ourselves. we will then make the payment, without money. but with something else that you will desire and you will definitely want it then i quickly get out. grab my suitcase and walk into the departure hall. what was that i wonder. really not my type. skinny, bald, missing a few teeth. but his cock did feel hard and good. I quickly get to the desk, get my bourding cards, drop my suitcase and look for the security check. i see a brief glimpse of Jason he has already passed the check. same plane i think. soon i am also through the check and have to wait a bit until the bourding. i go to the toilet and just meet jason there again. he just walks out of the toilet. he didn't see me in the speed. i quickly walk inside. as i walk inside another boy comes out of the toilet. about 20 years old i think with a bit longer hair. i see him with his tongue along his mouth and almost bumps into me. sorry he says. i was busy. i see something white hanging along his mouth and something in his hair. you have something there i say and point to his mouth. he wipes it away with a finger and licks it up. mmm. thank you he says. it was a squirter. oh. oh uhh. you mean you sucked someone off. of course he laughs. the guy who just walked out. that must have been jason i think to myself. there is also your hair i say. and pretend i find it the most normal thing. he rubs it out. thank you he says and looks while he has the rest of cum in his hand. here and offers his hand with cum to me, towards my face. you deserve it if you warn me. lick it. i swallow and then decide to lick quickly. i feel the sticky cum on my tongue and slowly get in in my mouth. it doesn't taste bad. a bit salty. i feel it slide over my tongue and into my mouth. then i swallow quickly. i quickly walk into the toilet and lock the door. wtf just happened i think. what did i just do. but i have to laugh a little. mother nature took over for a while i think. it certainly wasn't dirty. rather nice and hot.

Hey guys! Well, I would have never thought a Sunday would be so fun but WOW. . . .this past Sunday (and into the afternoon of Monday) I had a blast! I figured "What the hell, let's give the local bath house a shot." I got there at 1 PM , got to my room and got ready. Went out to the pool and found a great spot. Within about five minutes these two hot guys came up and sat next to me. After about another ten minutes of chit chat they asked me if I would want to come back to their room and of course, I said "yes!" For the next forty five minutes they took turns banging me silly and then double dicked me which was incredible. After the first one got off twice in me, he gave me his number and the other asked if I would hang for a bit more so I did. He fucked me for about another twenty minutes and after his third load also gave me his number. I put my towel back on and opened the door to find a few guys in the hall who were clearly listening to what was going on. 🙂 I went back out to the pool and took my spot again and soaked up some sun for a bit until one of the "hall way" guys came up and said "Dude, sure sounded like someone was getting plowed silly. . . .was that you?" I smiled, and said. . ."maybe why?" He looked at me with a straight face and said "Well, was hoping you might be ready for some more dickS?" Once again I nodded. He asked if I would be cool with playing in the "common area" where it's a dimly lit area with stalls , a sling and open for others to watch. I said sure and once we got back there, he had a couple other buddies there apparently waiting for me! Once again, I found myself on all fours being eaten out and each of them taking turns fucking me while others watched. Was super hot. One picked up and put me in the sling while putting my feet into the straps so I was clearly "on display." LOL Well, that went on for about an hour or so and in addition to the first three, I let a couple other cute guys drop a load in me too before the whole place thought they were next. . . . .LOL. I went back to my room and left the door open about two feet while watching porn. Another cute guy who had been watching the "antics" in the play room said he thought it was hot and would have joined but doesn't like to have strangers watch him. I motioned him to come in and he closed the door, dropped his towel and DAMN. . . . .he had a beautiful curved dick with a mushroom head that was picture perfect! He got on top of me, kissed me, and made out for about five minutes before spreading my legs and just sliding right into me. He was like "sorry, you want me to stop?" I was like "No you're good man" (and that was an understatement). He was an amazing kisser and we actually had real conversation between his loads and breaks to recharge. 🙂 He had said he just got there and wanted to know if I'd like to hang again and I said sure. He came back and gave me his number on a piece of paper and said he'd be back. Well, in the next half hour or so I had two more random guys each dumping two loads each and leaving my room with a smile on my face. I got up and went to get a drink and ran into the "make out" boy. He asked if I would want to come back to his place and explained he had two roommates that were having "some friends over" and he said that they would like me too. SOLD! We got to his place which was a cool high rise condo downtown overlooking the city with floor to ceiling windows. There were about six guys there (Two of which were already fucking on a couch in the other room) and he introduced me to his roommates who were very easy on the eyes. I was offered some party favors and accepted with pleasure. This went on for about another half hour when my bud and one of his roommates started making out with me on his bed while the other guys were continuing to go at it in the same room. Needless to say, I HAD A BLAST and didn't get home until Monday afternoon!!!!!!! Like ten amazing dicks, ridiculous loads and four phone numbers later. . . . .I have to say that was an awesome Sunday!!!! Now I'm horny again. 🙂

Story 2a- Purchased for the Night The idea had been simple enough in theory. Sell my ‘virginity’ to the highest bidder. Pay off all my debt. It was a week ago when the idea was planted in my mind. After yet another poor turnout on the camera feed, jacking my cock off on live stream for a few extra dollars, I’d finished the stream, barely raking in $100. It was after the stream when I looked in my inbox and saw the link, sent from one of the many randomized user names on the site. At first, I was going to ignore it, tallying it up to one of the many bots trying to scam creators on the site. However, this one seemed different. The grammar was correct, the promise of a large payout for one night of work getting the better of me. Against my better judgement, I decided to click the link, being brought to an interesting darknet site. The link told me about the offer of a special auction site, offering up my virginity to the highest bidder for a night filled with whatever the seller wanted, barring any severe bodily harm. I’d be allowed to stream it for extra cash, would be guaranteed. A deposit would be submitted in my account the night before, and full payment in my account the next morning. I went ahead and hit accept, giving an empty temporary bank account for the funds to go to, just in case this were all a scam. The worst that would happen was I’d be out $25, the minimum for setting up the account. As the week progressed, I watched as the silent auction quickly grew, first surpassing $1000, then $10k… I forced myself to not get excited, playing off the auction as still being a likely fake. As the final clock finally hit zero, I looked at the final total. $97,345. Suddenly, a ding on my phone went off, somewhat sending a chill down my back. It was my personal phone. The one I never gave out to anyone, save for a few close friends and relatives. Nervous, I picked it up and looked at the screen. Alex Slater, as agreed, bidding has been completed and 10% of the sale ($9,734.50) has been transferred to the account specified. Details for the purchaser’s conditions will follow shortly. A cold sweat broke out across my forehead. I’d never given them my name. Even the bank account had been put into the name I used for online streaming… Max Bang, chosen at random with some porn name generator I’d found online. Alex, failure to follow instructions will result in banning from all major streaming sites, as well as a fee of 25% being taken from your accounts at Community Bank and First Mutual Savings. Please confirm you understand this. Failure to reply will result in a copy of everything being sent to your mother Andrea and father Miguel as stated in subsection 8 of your contract. My hands shaking, truly scared at the message. They knew everything about me… the banks I used, my parent’s names. Slowly, I replied, asking who this was. Our name is not important. We are simply a broker. Please confirm if you understand your instructions. Although you may be concerned, we provide this level of service to our purchasers in order to prevent both parties from suffering financially. I typed out a quick yes, sitting back in the chair, wondering what I had just gotten into. Received. A car will pick you up this Friday at 7:00pm from your home and take you to the hotel on 27th and Grand. You’re to get a room key from the front desk, held under your name, and enter the room. Remove all clothing and put on the black blindfold that will be provided on the bed. Do not bother with bringing any weapons or streaming equipment. Weapons will not be tolerated and will result in immediate return of any payment, and carries the same penalties as listed before. Streaming equipment will already be provided. I slowly typed ok, my heart racing as I did. Good. The auction winners will see you Friday. Enjoy yourself. With that, I tossed my phone away. Unnerved. I’d felt growing anticipation for the entire week leading up to the “event,” nearly sending a message I wanted to cancel every single time, before talking myself out of it. Finally, I found myself in the back of a nondescript Uber vehicle, quietly making my way downtown from my parent’s average looking suburban house. Quickly enough, we pulled up in front of the large hotel and I exited the vehicle quietly. I made my way to the lobby desk, greeted by a smartly dressed man in a vest and white dress shirt. Giving my real name, the man looked for a moment before handing me a small plastic keycard, writing the room number in the small folder holding it. “You’ll need to use the card to get to your floor as well,” the man said, pointing in the direction of the elevators, “Tap the key to the reader and hit 8.” 860, the number read, and I silently walked over, dread and anticipation flowing through me. Following the instructions, I watched as the doors closed with a soft thump and the elevator quickly climbed. Just as silently, the doors opened, only a soft ding announcing the arrival and I stepped off, looking at the sign pointing towards what would be the room. After a long walk to the end of the hallway, I opened the door and stepped in, looking at the display before me. Several high quality cameras were aimed at the bed, a bundle of rope, a ball gag, and a blindfold sitting neatly arranged on the bed. I looked around as a distorted voice erupted from the expensive looking computer sitting on the table. “Welcome Alex. Strip naked and put the blindfold on, then lay down on the center of the bed on your back. Do not worry about the gag or ropes.” I swallowed, trying to stomach my fear as I did as I was told, quickly disrobing and pulling the blindfold on, feebly feeling around before crawling across the bed and laying down. I laid for a few minutes, unsure what to do next until I heard the motorized whir of the electronic lock on the door engage and the shuffling sound of someone walking in. Roughly one of my legs was grabbed and I instinctively pulled back, now actually afraid. “Alex. You will be tied up as requested by the purchaser,” the distorted voice said, “Do not fight as no harm will be done to you. Compliance is mandatory as part of purchase for your services.” I forced my leg to go limp, scared as first it was tied up, and then the other. My legs were quickly lifted up and I felt as the got trussed into the air. Next, my arms were tied up, each limb pulling to one of the corners of the bed. The person then roughly pushed my ass higher, as several pillows we shoved underneath me. Satisfied, the unknown man let out a satisfied laugh, smacking my ass. “He’s ready,” the unknown man’s voice said, as I could just make out the weight of him at the far end of the bed. “The client wishes to have him prelubricated,” the garbled voice responded, “Please proceed.” Suddenly, I jumped as I felt a rough beard at my hole as a warm wet tongue began to lick and poke at my tight asshole, unaccustomed to the feeling. I shook slightly, unnerved at the feeling, both feeling amazing but also a tiny bit uncomfortable as the hair scratched around the tender flesh around my opening. I couldn't help but moan slightly as the tongue began to poke into the sensitive circle of flesh, eventually breaching me. I began to enjoy the feeling, unable to move anything except my head as the mystery man continued to spit and finger me. Finally satisfied I was prepared, the distorted voice spoke again. “A total of 10 men have paid for the pleasure tonight to use you as they see fit. They have all requested a gag be placed in your mouth so they can enjoy using you without argument,” the voice said, “The first man has requested you to be high on poppers. Our assistant is now going feed you some and put the gag in your mouth. Do not fight him.” A bottle of what smelt like poppers was held under my nose expectantly. Tentatively, I took a deep sniff, my head immediately rushing as the strong chemicals quickly entered my blood stream. I let out a deep groan, my mouth opening as I did so. Suddenly, the gag was pushed into my mouth. Thankfully, a small hole was drilled in it, allowing for me to breathe through it. The unseen assistant quickly secured the gag and after feeding me more poppers, let my head bounce loosely on the bed. The electronic lock whirred again, as the door opened and a new person stepped into the room. Silently, someone climbed on the bed, slowly feeling my body in silence. The hands slowly worked up and down my legs, one hand gently giving my average sized cock a tug. The stranger gave a satisfied hum, before poking a finger roughly into my ass. “Am I the first to get in him,” the man asked, his finger roughly moving around in side me, causing me to squirm. “As highest bidder, you have been picked as the first to go instead of randomly,” the distorted voice said, chuckling, “As a thank you for your contributions in previous events.” “Fuck yeah, going to love breaking this one in,” the man replied, as he roughly pulled his finger out and suddenly plunging his thick, long cock deep inside me. The piercing on his dick dragged painfully inside me as he quickly seated himself deep in my ass. I let out a pained moaned, the sound severely muffled by the gag. “Fuck yeah, definitely a real virgin hole,” the man said happily, “Have him feed the slut some more poppers so we both can enjoy this.” Suddenly, the bottle was held under my nose. I quickly took several deep sniffs, hoping they would help with the pain deep inside me. After a minute or two, the pain began to subside. The man inside me, satisfied I was now effectively relaxed, quickly began to slam hard and fast inside of me. Suddenly, his hands wrapped around my neck, squeezing slightly has his plowed hard and fast. “Fuck yeah, slut, take my daddy dick deep in those virgin guts,” the man growl, spitting on my face as he fucked me, “Feel that dick destroying your guts? I fucking paid good money for that.” I could barely breathe, the feeling of the man effectively raping me as his body slammed hard into mine, knocking the breath out of me while his hands firmly gripped my neck. “Fuck, here it comes, going to breed those shredded guts of yours,” the man yelled, fucking my ass even harder, “Here it comes, slut!” Suddenly, I felt as the man unleashed a massive load of cum into my ass, his cock throbbing as he continued to fuck me, causing him to growl and snort in animalistic abandon. “Fucking take that dirty poz load, fucker,” the man said menacingly, “Fucking breeding you deep with my virus. Hope it was fucking worth it for a measly ten grand.” I began to thrash, my mind racing as I realized what he was saying. “Yeah, like hearing that, don’t you,” the man chuckled evilly, “So fucking hot when dumb little sluts like you finally realize why you’re getting such a big payout for some guys to fuck you.” I let out a choked sob, realizing how fucked I truly was. Pulling his cock out, he chuckled again before wiping his cock on my groin. “Fuck yeah, nice and pink,” he said, before pushing his thumb inside, “Better keep that load inside you, boy. Only lube you’ll be getting here on out.” I laid back, resigned as I felt tears streaming down my face. How could I have been so stupid Everything always comes with a catch… I asked myself, feeling as the man promptly climbed off the bed. I could vaguely make out the sounds of him getting dressed before the door opened and slammed shut. “A deposit of $31,000 has now been made into your account,” the distorted voice said, “You also have earned $2000 in tips on your current livestream.” Part of me was shocked to hear this, amazed at the amount. Even on my best day, I’d never come close when streaming. Maybe it wouldn’t be so bad, I thought to myself, trying to rationalize away what I had just signed myself up for. A knock at the door cut the silence of the room, followed by the whirring of the lock mechanism. Another faceless man slowly climbed onto the bed, as I tried to mentally prepare myself for the next round. —------ Several hours later, I awoke, having passed out from the onslaught after the 8th load. Opening my eyes, I looked around the hotel room, surprised to find it completely clear off all the equipment. The ball gag had been removed and the blindfold gone. As had the ropes that I had been bound with. Sitting up, I felt as my ass began to throb painfully, loose and drooling out the numerous poz loads that had been deposited in it. I saw as the screen on my phone flashed and buzzed, likely having been the thing to wake me up. The remainder of the $97,435 dollars have now been deposited into your account. An additional $34,000 dollars is also available in tips. Hope it was worth it. Let us know if they don’t take, and we can line up a new group of buyers. Laying back, I looked up at the ceiling, shocked at the staggering number.

G straddled the log below me, and gently moved forward until his cock was resting on my own and my balls were smashed against his. Our legs were touching on either side of the log, but only for a moment. He reached down and pulled them up and past him, swinging them up until he was able to press them against my chest. As my ass rose from the movement of my legs, his cock slid down my crack and as I took hold of my legs, G released his hands and in one smooth motion reached down and positioned his cock head right at my opening. He stroked his cock downward, pulling his head completely out of his foreskin and in one fell stroke he hilted himself completely in my ass. I cried out, but realized that after last night's pounding, all the cum that must still be inside me, and the fact that I didn't feel a ton of pain, I realized my audible shout had been more from the surprise of his entry. "Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh!" Wait, that was me! He had only paused for a moment once he had hilted himself, and then had just begun to relentlessly pound my ass. I was being fucked hard, laying on a downed tree, in the middle of the woods. So much for that promise I had made myself the night before of being a little more composed in my sexual escapades! It had only been a few minutes but I felt G begin to thicken and his balls draw up, and sure enough he soon slammed deep and began to cum. He thrust his pelvis forward, driving his weapon deep into my ass as ribbons of cum joined the lake of semen still in there from Ryan, Drew, and Dirk. At the same time, he arched his upper body backward, his chest thrusting upward as his head fell back. And in that moment, as the fur on his chest parted a bit, I realized the tattoo across his body spelled P-O-Z, with the O in the middle replaced by a biohazard symbol. My ass clamped down, and without touching my cock, my cum began spraying everywhere. Oh my god, I was being fucked by someone who was most likely HIV-positive. How could I have been so stupid??? My cock continued to spurt, and G continued to twitch deep in my ass. As we both came down off our orgasmic highs, his cock still lodged in my ass, my head simply laid on the log staring up at the sky through the trees. I should have ended things there, but as I felt G begin to slowly rock back and forth, thrusting around in my hole, I knew he wasn't done and was fully intending to inseminate me again. And I let him. Slowly he began thrusting more rhythmically, long-dicking my hole as I felt cum oozing around his cock. I was more than sufficiently lubed, even before G had exploded his seed in my ass, but now I was just a sloppy hole for him to plow. I shut my eyes and let him have his way. I couldn't tell exactly, but it was probably a good half-hour before I felt him tense up and his breathing get ragged. And that's when he spoke for the first time since he had kissed me when we initially sat down. "Oh god, oh fuck, I'm going to cum again Reid. I've waited so long for an ass this perfect to claim! Oh fuck, you need to take it. Let me change you! Fucking... take... my... POZ... LOAD!!!" And with that, he exploded in my ass again. And I knew in that moment exactly how my life would change forever. He continued to spasm as deep in my hole as he could and I made no effort to stop him; I simply lay there deflated. He was arched back again, and I stole another look at his chest and the P☣Z tattoo on his chest. I also noticed some purple bruises and suddenly my mind began to connect the dots. G was, and I was almost certain the other guys did as well. Those weren't bruises, they were lesions. I had been spending over a week getting fucked raw by men with HIV, no condoms, and tons of cum. I swallowed, and my throat felt raw and scratchy, and that's when I realized I was mostly likely beginning to feel the effects. I closed my eyes again, and a tear slowly slid down my left cheek. As Gerry leaned forward, his orgasm having subsided, he brushed my tear away. "I suppose you didn't expect the sex to be this hot?" he asked. "No," I managed to rasp out. "I didn't expect... this. I didn't expect.... you.... to be..." I couldn't finish the sentence. "Poz?" he finished. "Yeah, well I figured when you didn't ask any questions last time, you weren't too concerned. And showing up today with that ass totally full of cum, I was so turned on I just knew I needed to finish what I started." "But, I just wanted sex, I didn't want to get any kind of disease," I protested half-heartedly. After all, how serious could I be? I was still laying there, his STILL-hard cock in my ass. "Well, there's not much you can really do now," G noted. "It's been more than a week since I first fucked you, so there's no point going to the doctor. And truthfully, I'm so fucking toxic I doubt it would have worked anyway." Something in the way he said it, it was almost soothing--if not devilishly evil. His dick twitched in my ass, still hard. He began to slowly pull back. "I... I woke up feeling off, does that mean...?" His dick stopped, and began to slide back in. One stroke, then another, then another. "Yes. As high as my viral load has become, a week is almost certainly--most likely--your conversion period. Shhhh, let me make your ass feel good," he said with a short thrust to bottom out in my hole. What was the point in telling him to stop? If my suspicions--and his--were true, I was converting as we spoke. I felt so hot laying there, the sun still finding a way to bake us through the tree covering--or was that a fever? He began a steady rhythm, his thick cock driving deep into me on every thrust. I could hear the sloshing as my ass leaked cum around his cock. My body was limp, my legs held in place by G as he methodically drove his cock in and out of my hole. He had already cum twice, and as it turned out his third load was the perfect excuse to churn the contents of my colon. He seemed in no hurry to get off again, and occasionally would make a hard thrust deep, or just to one side to let me know he was there. My ass was so sloppy there was little to no resistance. I could just feel his foreskin sliding around as his thrusts exposed the tip of his head inside my ass. I could just picture it swimming in sperm, the slit at the tip closed for now, but working its way to a reason to open. It was about 45 minutes in reality until G began to reach a point of ecstasy. I could tell his cock had hardened to a steel pipe and his thrusts became a little more insistent. Sure enough, he hilted himself to the balls and began twitching inside me. My eyes locked on his chest, and I weakly raised my left hand and slowly placed it on the biohazard symbol between his pecs. It was there, just a second, before he released my left leg with his right hand, and took my hand in his and guided it down to where his groin met my ass. He pushed it in between our bodies and I felt the cum squish between my fingers. He moved it around slightly, the cum that had escaped coating my digits, and then he slowly brought my hand up to his mouth and gently began sucking the cum--his and the guys'--off each finger, one at a time. He then placed my hand back on his tattoo, and, looking at me, licked his lips to collect that little bit of cum from my hand that hadn't made it into his mouth. His cock began to soften, but it was so far up my ass and his groin was still against me, so it remained inside. As he lowered my other leg, he placed both his hands on the log on either side of my torso, and leaning forward and down, he gently licked up the cum I had shot all over my upper chest. He leaned forward enough that his now-soft cock slipped out of my hole, and I felt a stream of cum follow it, flowing down my ass crack. His head rose to meet mine, our lips touched, and his tongue invaded my mouth just as his cock had my ass. We laid there--him exploring my mouth, cum flowing from my ass, there on the log until I heard the crackling of branches, and realized we were not alone there in this formerly-private place.

It was the sunny day when I decided to douche and go walk around the city to see what random men can fuck me. I mean real random...not somebody horny in sauna, not some guy who’s looking for sex on some well known crusing spot. This day, my plan was to just be strolling around the city, feeling flirty and horny and projecting it around me to see where it will lead. It worked. After around 20 minutes walk some good looking Arabic looking guy appeared on the sidewalk in front of me, walking in my direction. Our eyes locked as we were approaching each other. Even at that point, it could seem that we’ll just pass each other, maybe smiling at each other, but suddenly, he made it – that kind of brief touching of his crotch which says it all. I motioned to him to follow me and he did. I saw some dead-end side street with some dumpsters at the end, so I walked that way. We were not even out of sight yet and he started pulling my pants down from behind. Once we moved behind the dumpsters, he wasted no time. I just heard him say „Oh, habibi“ upon feeling his thick cockhead pushing in my pussy. „Your hole is so nicely open for me…“ he said and started fucking me rough and with no mercy. I couldn’t keep much quiet. I was so excited and his hard fucking was driving me nuts. I must have been very loud...certainly loud enough to not notice that door just next to us opened suddenly and big tough guy in grease-stained clothes stood right there. And wouldn’t have noticed him at all If I didn’t suddenly hear him say: „Oh, you bloody whore. Fucking between dumpsters behind my pub. You useless cumdump...you fell so low that you offer your hole to some random migrants anywhere you can, didn’t you?“ His eyes seemed full of rage...I started to be little scared, and I expected the Arab guy behind me to pull out immediately and run away upon hearing it, but he didn’t...he kept fucking me harder and harder, moaning more and more and suddenly, I felt his huge warm load inside me. All while I was little stiff, expecting to be beaten by the tough man. I was in total shock when the Arab guy suddenly said in my native language to the tough guy: „He’s ready for you.“ The tough guy flashed the most evilsome, yet totally sexy smile and said „Thank you, Jamal. Bring me another one around 11PM.“ – „Will do, my friend.“ Jamal replied, pulled out of me and walked away. Getting mad from being scared slowly (but not so slowly) became getting mad from excitement on my side. I was totally hooked and excitedly expected what will happen next. „On your knees!“ I heard him say. I complied. As he came towards me, my mouth started being hungry for his dick. I expected to feel the tip of his cock on my mouth within seconds, be he stopped around one foot away from my face and suddenly, rich streak of piss hit my face. Didn’t expect that at all, but loved that. I opened my mouth to drink some of it, then moved to let him pee on my face or hair, I even let him pee on my t-shirt from the front and get it totally soaked. I was in pig heaven. Feeling all the warm piss on my face made me so horny for his dick. I started deepthroathing him while he was still peeing a little which felt amazing in my throat. But he didn’t allow me to suck him for long. In a minute or so, he made me turn around and bend in front of him, and as well as the Arab guy, he showed absolutely no mercy. He thrusted his cock ballsdeep in my pussy and started rough fucking me immediately. I felt like a Machofucker bottom. He gave me his first load almost immediately, but didn’t stop fucking and his dick remained hard. He went on and on with this tough fuck, his nice lowhangers slapping my prostate wonderfully. But all fun has to come to end end eventually, so not even this tough guy could last that long :D I kind lost sense of time, but I believe it to be around 25 minutes of this brutal fuck before he gave me his second, significantly smaller load. Once again he told me how useless whore I am, and with that sexy grin, added that he loved fucking me. Then, surprisingly, he said „Wait...I have a clean t-shirt of your size here, you can return it when you can...but you can’t walk around like that,“ he laughed. He was right, my t-shirt was all wet and smelling of his piss, so I accepted his offer and we stepped inside to get it. „But watch out, young whore,“ he said upon handing me the t-shirt, „there is a special return charge.“ – „Happy to be charged much for that,“ I replied with a wink, thanked him and said bye. The fuck with two guys made me satisfied enough to head back home, but as it was such beautiful day, I decided to not go the straightest way, instead walking through nearby park and hang there for a cigarette...definitely not a crusing kind of park 😄 I saw a nice shaded bench when I got there, ideal for a refreshing moment, sat there and lit my cig. One or two minutes might have passed when this guy, let’s say around 60, walked by and upon seeing me, excitedly said „Oh hi, how many years it must have been...how are you?“ I must have looked little confused, as I said Hi, too, but I had no idea who it is. „You don’t remember who am I, do you?“ he laughed. – „I’m sorry, I don’t…“ I replied. He laughed again and said „I trust you’ll remember, I’m Phil.“ I haven’t known any Phil in recent years, so I must have done some memory digging. I vaguely remember having some one-night stand with guy named Phil many years ago, and as I was not able to remember any other Phil, it seemed clear to me that it’s this guy. Without further thinking, I said „Look, Phil...I vaguely remember that you forced me to sit on that huge ass plug after loading me twice...but it’s been so many years and so many men fucked me in the meantime...hope you understand that I do not remember you so much...sorry…“ He wasn’t shocked, but there was a moment of awkward silence before he said: „So you’re some cumdump?“ – „Yes, but it shouldn’t come as a surprise for you…“ I replied. „One of those sluts who cruise the parks for random dicks?“ he asked. „Yes,“ was my simple reply. „Are you crusing for dicks now?“ „I have been…“ „Have you found somebody?“ „I did.“ „One man?“ „Yes...but then another one appeared and fucked me, too.“ „Did they both loaded your pussy well?“ „Yes.“ His questions were making me horny again. „Can I see your cum-filled pussy?“ „Yes.“ „Can I fuck their cum out of you with my huge dick?“ „Hell yeah…“ I was melting with horniness. I stood up and wanted to walk to some bushes nearby, but he grabbed me and bent me over the bench, slid down my pants and immediately dove in my asscrack with his tongue. „Hey, Phil….no, we should not do it here…“ I said slightly scared, „this is not a crusing place and it’s noon.“ „Come on slut, there’s no one around,“ Phil said and went back to licking my cum-filled pussy. His tongue in my slick hole felt amazing and he was trying hard to slurp some of the cum from inside. We then noticed somebody in the distance though, so we decided that it’s really better to move to some thick bushes. We found good place just around 30 meters away and upon getting there, I fell ony my knees, wanting to suck his dick. He stopped me from undoing his belt though, pulled me back on feet and turned me around, forcing me to bend to have access to my pussy again. I didn’t recall Phil loving rimming that much, but it’s been years and our sexual tastes grow as we grow, so I didn’t wonder about it his intense rimming...why would I anyway? It was so hot! I heard his belt unbuckling while he was deep rimming me, and in just few seconds, his tongue got replaced by big cockhead pushing to my hole. „Yeaaaah…“ I was moaning when feeling it pushing deeper...and deeper…and deeper…and deeper…? Something felt odd...while I didn’t remember sex with Phil that well, I believe that his dick was not that big. Just as this thought that this is somebody else popped in my head, Phil said: „Btw, the story is hot, but I am different Phil than you think.“ He left me wondering while giving me the third rough fuck that day. „The-e-e-n whe-e-e-re d-o-- weeee-e-e- kno-ooh-ooh-ow ea-a-a-ch o-o-ther?“ I tried to ask while being roasted by this huge cock. „You have to guess…“ he replied. I could not think clearly being pounded this hard. The rhythm and passion of his tough fuck made it special, he sure knew how to use this huge tool. All I could think of was sex. „Did we fuck somewhere in a club?“ I asked. „No“ „In sauna?“ „No.“ „That anon fuck which I had on Pride last year?“ „No“ „The group sessions at Marty’s place?“ „No“ „Grindr?“ „No“ „Nude beach on the dam?“ „No,“ he said firmly, „we never fucked before.“ I had no idea. I didn’t want to have any idea anymore as the fuck was so good. But I tried one more time: „Did you ever pee on me?“ „No, but I will do just after this!“ He screamed, pushing his dick as deep as possible and unloaded his big balls inside me. I felt him pulse many times before he stopped shooting more cum, all while groaning deeply and rapidly. And then, just as he said, he pulled out and started peeing on my back and hole, the t-shirt which I borrowed soaked even more than the first one. He aimed around my hole the most, even gave me tiny, 2 second piss fuck, then tugged his cock in his jeans and said „I would never expect you growing into such a whore...but what a good whore you are.“ „OMG, who are you?“ I asked little embarrased, realizing that I knew this person from some casual settings and uncovered that I am a cumdump within 20 seconds of talking to him. „I used to be your pediatrician.“

There is nothing like it! You're toes curl, your start to get red in the face and chest, your feel your insides of your ass and prostate buzz...then there it is! You're see stars as your eyes roll back...and wave after wave of anal orgasm waves through you! You then open your eyes and look to see if your throbbing dick has blasted all over and, nope, your stomach and chest are dry! Then you feel that another wave is coming and it starts again! My first analgasm was during an intense fisting I was getting....no poppers, just lots of J lube and it hit me, I think I almost fell outta the sling....my fister, couldn't get enough of me having these intense dry orgasms that he just kept going and getting deeper that I then started to piss on myself....I lost all control because he had control with the twitch of his fingers,hand, and arm up my ass!

So it was in the mid of 2001, i was living in that time in cologne/germany. I still was neg, but by visiting the bars and the darkrooms more and more I let the gus fuck me bare. One day I met a guy at the bar..wie talked a lot, drinking some beer...and he invited me to his place.. It was one of these hot nights in the summer, I only had a shorts and a shirt on, and as alwasdo, no underwear:-) On the way to his home.. he was grabbling at my cock, kissing me..and we became more and more horny. reaching his home... the air was very sticky and warm... we put out our clothes..just smoking for relaxing:-) He told me that he will fuck me only bare, as I Told him that i was still neg gut want to convert. Horny as hell, he fixed me on his bed, got a thoothbrush, putting in my arse. Then he stroke his cockin dry and hard.. he fucked me over half an hour, looking at me..then he asked:*Are you ready for my gift?* Icried *Put it in, I want to be your brother*..he fucked again, I felt his cock becomming harder and bigger..he moaned..and shoot in his toxic juice. When he got out, he put a plug in and gave his cok in my moth for cleaning it.. I saw his cum on it, and my blood...soo good. It was the best fuck I ever had. He told me that he was not on med and highly toxic. By saying this I turnd arround putting my arse up again for him. For three days we didn't leave his place, fucking us to hell... 3 weeks later I became sick... We are still good friends, and always when we meet, we must change our new babies:-))

Your only answer to why you do not "substantiate" and demonstrate what you say is trustworthy is "why not?" So essentially you are doing the very thing you rail against "leftists" doing in an attempt to "manipulate anything you can so it's more favorable to your...viewpoints." The tax bill is not law, it's a 1000 page proposal. So this does not answer the question of what Trump has actually done. One thing it includes is no taxes on tips... for 3 years. Only 3 years. i agree, it's a good thing (does that make me part of the "majority?), but it is token to only have it for 3 years. Trump has said many things, but what has he actually done that you can "substantiate" he has truly accomplished and also substantiate: "THE MAJORITY OF AMERICANS AGREE WITH." You don't need to "keep going," on my account, you haven't even started. You curse, call names, accuse, make claims... but you do not provide any substance to back your claims. Just "why not?"

@nymidtowneast Glad you are enjoying where I am taking the story! The next few chapters after this are going to be a bit less sex themed, so I hope you enjoy those as well. @kitpig Definitely the goal I was going for. @plisken Thanks! I'm trying to keep it interesting, and glad you enjoyed it! @Docebrown Like I said before, this chapter is the last for a few chapters that is sex themed, hopefully you still enjoy them! Currently, I am still working on the other stories for the Bareback Chronicles thread (if you haven't checked it out, please do). This shouldn't effect updates here, as I have now two extra chapters written waiting for proofing and touchups. Enjoy! ----------------------------- Lesson 12- Beta Testing My first lap around the park was quiet, nobody else seemed to be in the park as darkness began to set in. I felt a bit disappointed, as I had hoped that maybe I would see someone. Maybe it's too early, I guessed, playing with the smoke as I walked. The next two laps also proved fruitless and I noticed that the cigar was nearly spent. Feeling a renewed sense of energy, I wasn’t quite ready to leave. However, the spent cigar presented a problem. My mind quickly went back to the scene in the tattoo parlor. Remembering the small convenience store across from the entrance to the park, I made my way quickly to it, letting my eyes adjust to the bright interior before looking around. The small store was rather clean, and I decided to make my way to the fridges lining one wall, grabbing a bottle of sport drink before going up to the counter. I felt somewhat sweaty from the humid evening outside and waited as the clerk rung the person up in front of me. I began to feel slightly nervous as they finished and I stepped up to the counter. “That's all for you?” the middle aged man asked, grabbing the bottle of blue liquid and scanning it. “Um, I’ll also take a pack of Marlboro Reds,” I said, worried that my nervousness would leak into my voice. “ID?” he replied, reaching up and grabbing the red and white package. At first, I realized that my wallet was still at home, forgotten on the top of my desk in my room. Suddenly, a voice next to me spoke. “Here,” the man said, handing over his plastic card. I looked over and was instantly greeted by the man from the park a week ago. “Make it two actually,” the man said, getting a slight nod as the clerk grabbed another. “$24.73,” the clerk announced, and grabbing my phone, I opened the wallet app and tapped the card reader. A soft ding played on my phone, and I quickly pocketed it as the man grabbed both packs. I followed as he walked out and crossed the street to the park. We walked in silence for a bit before finding a more secluded bench deep in the park. “Thanks for helping me out back there,” I said, finally breaking the silence. “No worries, I owed you for the lighter last week,” the man said, expertly smacking the pack and opening it, before pulling out one and lighting it expertly, exhaling a massive cloud of smoke in the process. Following his lead, I did the same, fumbling slightly as I opened the pack and then pulled one out. With a flick, he lit the cigarette and I did the same as him, inhaling hard. “No cigar tonight?” he asked, negligently draping his arm around my shoulders, spreading his legs as he spoke, “Hope I didn’t get you in too much trouble with Mike and Greg.” I let out a hard cough, nearly losing the cigarette in the process at his words. “I’m Dave by the way,” he said, chuckling at my surprise, running his fingers along my shoulder, “Showed Mike and Greg your picture from the other night and got quite the inquisition. We all go way back.” I nodded at Dave, unable to speak. “So, I'm looking to try out the app tonight,” he said, smiling. How did he know about that?! I thought with a start. “With the look on your face, I’m guessing you want to know how I know,” he said with a smile, taking a deep drag before blowing it out in a stream, “Got the alert as soon as you logged in here. They said you’d probably be beta testing it tonight, so I figured I'd make sure that I’d be available for any onsite support and ‘debugging’ it might need.” He let out a chuckle at his word play, watching as I slowly nodded, taking in what he said. “Oh… so… you created the site?” I asked, catching on as he smiled at me “Yeah, though the QR code thing… have to admit that was some genius marketing on Greg’s part” Dave said, smiling. “Oh…” I said, unsure what else to add to our conversation at the moment. “First things first,” he said, standing up, “Let’s go see if it's working how they want.” Walking off, I followed in silence, unsure what was going to happen. I walked and smoked the cigarette, following Dave likely looking like a lost puppy. Finally, we arrived at a squat brick building deep in the park, looking slightly more run down than the others. “Go on in,” he said, tossing the spent butt down and holding the door open as he pulled out another cigarette, lighting it immediately. I walked in and noticed that the rundown look also was evident inside. I looked at several of the open stalls, seeing crude holes in the walls of the stalls, before finally walking into the large stall at the end. “Still a little early yet,” he said, noting the empty restroom, “Go ahead and pull your pants down.” With that, I pulled the sweatpants down and bent over slightly, as he pulled out his phone. Snapping a quick picture, he tapped a few times on the screen and waited. “They’re probably still driving,” he said, nonchalantly, drawing hard on the Red, “Might take a minute.” Finally, my phone let out a buzz. Pulling it out, I took a look. It was a new message from a random 5 digit number. Opening my phone, I read the message. “PIGLOADR: Bareback breeding request approved. NOTE FROM MAIN ACCOUNT: Glad to see you trying out the app for Dave, boy. Make us proud. -Greg” Slowly, I noticed Dave gave me a smile, looking over my shoulder and reading the message. “Nice. Probably just delayed from their cell signal,” he said, nodding to himself as he spoke. Slowly, he pulled his pants down, gently closing the stall door and giving his cock a few gentle tugs. “The guys have been raving about this hole of yours,” he said, dripping his thumb deep into my hole as he spoke, “Shame they locked that nice cock of yours up, but I bet they’ll unlock it soon enough. Would have loved to feel that thing in my guts, flooding my bugged hole with your neg swimmers.” I groaned as his thumb was quickly joined by another finger. “Got the same tainted DNA as your two dads in these balls,” Dave said, smiling down at me as I looked back and up at him, having bent over as he played with my hole, “Could call me your uncle so to speak. Me, Ben, and a few other guys all got converted by the same maker. Same as your two dads.” I watched Dave record the scene with his phone, likely for another upload. “Time for another Red in those lungs boy,” he said, hauling hard before bellowing out a large jet of smoke from his nose, pulling his fingers out of my ass. I quickly dropped the butt in the toilet before shakily pulling out another and lighting up. “Yeah, good boy, flood those lungs with smoke and get yourself nice and addicted,” he said, tugging his cock, “Can’t wait to see what all the hype is about on this ass.” I nodded, bracing myself across the back of the toilet, gasping slightly as Dave plunged deep in my ass in one solid movement; Mike and Greg’s loads allowing for quick entry. “Fuck that’s a nice juicy hole,” Dave said, holding still deep inside me as he spoke, “Definitely a 5 star boy pussy.” I groaned as he somehow flexed his cock inside me, his cock wiggling somewhat. “Yeah, definitely going to enjoy breeding you,” he said, smiling wickedly, “Stand by and see a few more guys test you out before I send you home with a second load from me.” I nodded again, groaning as Dave quickly pulled back and slammed hard into me. “Really does stay surprisingly snug, even with the abuse it got today,” Dave groaned appreciatively, “You like raw dick in you boy? Looking to get bred tonight, right?” “Yes sir, thank you sir,” I said, whispering, “I love getting bred by men.” “You need to be knocked up, don’t you,” he asked, picking up pace a bit as we smoked, “Tell me what neg boys like you need.” “I need pozzed up,” I moaned, letting out a slight yelp as he smacked my ass and gave it a jiggle, “I want to be turned into a poz pig and give a real purpose as a cum dump.” “Yeah, boy, you’re nothing but a useless cumdump needing a real purpose,” he said, taking long hard strokes inside me, slamming as hard as he could deep within me, driving the remaining loads in my ass deeper, “Can’t wait for you to get the fuck flu and we all get to recharge you before other guys get a chance at adding their strain.” I groaned at the thought, remembering the stories I had read. I wondered at how I would convert. Would it be like getting the flu? Fever, body aches, rash… all the symptoms. Or would it be more mild, barely a sniffle. “Yeah, boy,” Dave said, smiling, “Gonna load this cunt up really soon. Tell me what’s going through your mind, you nasty fucking pig boy.” “I want to get the fuck flu and feel you guys flood me with more of your virus, and let it take over,” I groaned, letting myself go mentally as I focused on the fuck, “Go around and get more strains to bring home and share. Become a depraved pig for anyone to use.” “Fuck boy, got me real close,” Dave said, smacking my ass as he fucked it harder and faster, “That’s what your purpose is in life, isn’t it?” “Oh god… yes….” I said, feeling that same feeling as before began to take over, the inside of my ass feeling both tighter and more sensitive, “Oh god…. Please… please give it to me…” Suddenly, my ass gave out and I began to twitch and moan, my ass clenching and releasing over and over, causing my body to convulse slightly as I felt my ass starting to drip onto the dingy tiles of the floor. “Oh shit man, your ass is fucking quaking,” Dave said, driving with all his strength into me. I couldn’t speak any longer, barely letting out a choked screech as the tremors racked through me, my mouth opening in a gasp and causing me to drop the cigarette. “Fuck, here it comes boy,” Dave said, picking up an even faster pace, driving my anal orgasm into overdrive, dripping even more onto the ground. Suddenly, Dave gave out several pained gasps and I felt as his cock squirted hard inside me. We both stood there in silence as I panted, fingers gripping on the toilet until the knuckles were white, my toes curling in my shoes. “Damn… pig must be in heat from all this juice it just squirted,” Dave said appreciatively, giving out a pained hiss as he pulled out in a quick jerk. He gently guided me to sit down on the toilet, my legs feeling like jelly as I sat. “Fuck yeah, pig in training for sure,” he said pointing the camera at my stomach before shutting off his phone. Gently, he reached behind my head and pulled it back by my hair. Taking a deep drag, he kissed me deeply, swapping his smoke with me. Finally, we broke apart and he let out a deep chuckle. “That’s going on the front page for sure,” he said, giving my face a light slap. Slowly I sat there and recovered before we both froze, listening. The guy moved over to the stall next to ours before sitting down and closing the door. After a short wait, he shuffled around and faced our partition. Gently, a large black cock slid through the hole. “Time to get to work, boy,” he said, gently pushing my face onto it. I slowly began to suck the large cock as Dave exited the stall, knocking on the next one’s door. The guy pulled his cock out and I waited in silence. I could vaguely hear the two whispering before the two returned. Before me stood a tall, slightly overweight black man. “Go ahead and pull out your phone man,” Dave said, before motioning me to stand up and bend over. There was a slight ding from the man’s phone as he scanned the code, followed by a few tapping sounds until finally there was the sound of a whoosh. After a minute, my phone dinged again. Grabbing it, I took a look. “PIGLOADR: Bareback breeding request denied. NOTE FROM MAIN ACCOUNT: You know the rules. Condom only or down your throat. -Mike” Reached down and pulled a condom before handing it to the man. “The fuck am I gonna do with this shit,” he said, tossing the foil wrapper on the ground, as Dave began whispering in his ear, “Oh… yeah. Won’t fit on me. You sure I can’t hit that ass bare?” I shook my head no, watching as Dave pointed to the man’s phone screen. After a quick talk, the man pulled open my mouth. “I’ll have to bring some next time just for you, fucking slut,” the man said, spitting on my face before rubbing it around with his hand. Finally his thumb caught on my lips. “No fucking teeth or I beat the shit out of you, got it,” he announced, shaking his cock at my face. The large cock was quite girthy and decent in length, “Would rather drain my cock snot in that white college boy ass, but I guess I’ll take some head instead.” I got quickly to work, doing my best to take the rapidly growing girth as the man grabbed my head and began to fuck his cock deep down my throat. I gagged a few times before he pulled back off. He lasted a total of maybe 5 minutes before finally pulling out and shooting all over my face. “Yeah, fucking looking prettier already with my tainted spunk sprayed across that bitch face,” the man said, giving a slight nod to Dave before he walked out and another man entered the stall. I hadn’t even noticed, having been preoccupied during the angry face fucking. Into the late evening I took several more guys, all but one being forced to have a condom. Throughout the process, Dave took to explaining the features of the app almost ignoring my presence as he spoke to the different men. Finally, I told Dave I was about done, and he quickly got behind me and began to fuck another large load into me, barely speaking. “Fuck yeah, take it man,” he said, humming quickly before giving my ass another quick spank. Drained, I nodded and silently pulled my pants back up. “Give me your phone,” he said, and I silently did so, handing it over to him numbly. He tapped on the screen a few times before turning the phone around. “Don’t forget to log out, that way you stop getting requests,” he explained as we walked out of the bathroom, “Look look beat. Bet you’ve had a long day.” I nodded, tired. “I’ll drive you home to Mike and Greg’s,” he said, grinning at me as we walked through the park, “You did awesome by the way. I really appreciate you helping me out with the app testing. Everything seems to be working.” “No problem, I’m glad I could help,” I said tired, giving Dave a drained smile, as he slowly turned towards me and gave me a kiss. “So sweet. Fuck, wish I’d have had first crack at you,” he said, smiling again before leading me to a rather nice looking sedan. I sat in silence in the car as we drove the short distance to my neighborhood, getting out of the car in front of Mike and Greg’s still dark home. “I’ll text you tomorrow,” Dave said, turning in his seat as put the car in park, letting the engine idle. I gave a nod, and slowly walked home, watching as his car drove off. Entering my house, I took a quick look into the living room, noticing the news report on the tv, both my parents snoring on the couch. My mind felt numb as I watched the reporter talking to a man in a suit, looking flushed and angry as he spoke. Something about a massive operation under way in Berlin. My brain felt too numb to really take in the report as I walked out of the living room and up the stairs. Coming to my bedroom, I emptied my pockets out. The used condoms and bottle of forgotten poppers went into the fridge and the partially smoked pack of cigarettes joined the pipes and cigars in my closet. Feeling as the loads slowly leaked out, I grabbed the plug from earlier in the day and shoved it into my ass, feeling as it easily went into the wrecked remains of my hole. Sighing happily, I pulled back the covers of my bed and crawled in, shutting the light off as I did and quickly went to sleep.

G sensed my panic. My eyes shot wide open, staring right into his. We had been discovered! He didn't seem too concerned, and for a brief moment I wondered how many men he had bedded in this clearing. How many asses had been changed forever in this picturesque place. "What the fuck!?!" Wait, I recognized that voice. Where did I know it from??? And from what direction was it coming? Could they see me? My face? Was I about to be exposed as some pervert in the woods? "Well damn, this is HOT!" Even worse, I realized we had been watched by someone who enjoyed what he saw before him. G broke our extended kiss, and moved up to straddle my stomach. I was pinned under him, my cock smashed against my own groin by his beefy ass crack which now straddled it perfectly. I was rock hard of course, but I had no access to relieve my own throbbing member. "You should take a load off. Or, shoot one off." G said, with a chuckle. I realized he must have known or recognized who it was. And he was inviting them to join in. "Don't mind if I do!" I heard the rustling of clothes being quickly discarded, and I could tell the unknown figure was beginning to straddle the log right behind G. Gerry leaned forward and I realized he was preparing to take a cock up his own ass! No wonder he was so far gone, with his filthy strain! He was just taking cock and cum from anyone who happened to stumble across. I became immediately aware of the cum leaking from my hole and realized it was even MORE noxious a brew than I had initially feared. And yet, I had misread the situation a bit. I felt a hand pull my hard cock free from under G, his forward lean having exposed most of it. The hand stroked it a few times, and then let it fall forward--my helmet lodged right at the opening to G's ass. My cock head was still slick with my own cum, and the hand held it steady as G leaded backward ever so slightly. The stranger pulled his hand down, retracting my foreskin as G's ass lips parted and accepted my cummy, sensitive pink head. I felt his ass lips close around the ridge where my head met my shaft, and then he stopped. The stranger released my cock, and reached down for my legs and began pulling them up. As he raised them, my cock began sliding into G's ass as my pelvis rose. I felt my hole rise and expose itself to the unknown quantity behind G, and I realized that this person was going to fuck ME, as I fucked G. A cock head pushed forward into my ass, past my swollen ass lips and through an opening that still hadn't quite fully closed. No lube was needed, and the stranger placed about 3 inches in me before stopping and shuffling himself forward. Each movement of his body pushed more of his cock into me. It wasn't quite as thick as G's, but it seemed to push through my second ring just as he bottomed out. Quickly the cock began to develop and in-and-out rhythm, sliding effortlessly on a blanket of foul seed that coated and continued to leak from my hole. The cock was hard as a pipe, and I could tell from the raspy breathing that this person wouldn't last long. The constant thrusting and withdrawing had created a rhythm of movement for my own dick, as it slid in and out of G. G, of course, was rocking himself forward and backward to meet the thrusts the stranger was creating. I knew I wouldn't last long myself, and I felt my balls begin to pull up just as the stranger's did as well. We exploded in unison, his cock lodged deep in my hole, G's ass clamped on mine. I fought not to black out from the intensity of the sensations, my ass throbbing on a random cock that was exploding in my ass at the same time my own ejaculate rocketed into G. The sensation was intense, and I felt a burning deep inside me as the cum roared forth from my piss slit into G's ass. I was partially successful, as I remained conscious but found myself unable to process the sounds and sights around me for a moment. As I came around that minute or two later, the cock in my ass had resumed its rhythm and my own had softened to the point where I was falling out of G, spent. G looked into my eyes and smiled, and slowly pulled forward and allowed my cock head to fall down onto my stomach with a wet plop. I looked down and saw a blob of white cum land on the underside of my cock head; it had leaked from G's hole--I had cum a ton. He slowly began to dismount me, sliding off the log to my right. And as he drifted to my side, I realized the stranger holding my legs, and deep-dicking my ass... was Dirk. It all made sense now. If G knew Dirk, then Dirk must be poz as well! He wasn't thin, he was wasted from disease. Those purple blotches all over his body must have been lesions, and I assumed he was just as toxic as I now knew G was. And then I remembered those same lesions had been present on Ryan and Drew, who Dirk was friends with. I began to realize that likely every load I had taken over the last week or so was quite likely toxic cum. G confirmed it. "This is an old friend of mine, his name is..." "Dirk." I managed to croak out. G looked at me puzzled, then looked at Dirk who met his gaze and smiled. G realized we knew each other, and there was likely only one way that could have been. "Wait, so you know Dirk? When did you two meet?" "Last night," Dirk coo'ed. "Oh my god this ass is as good as I remember it, though a good bit looser. How long were you in it, G?" "Three loads long," he responded. "And he knows now." "Oh good, I tried not to spill the beans, wasn't sure if he was just another slut I'd never see again last night. Didn't want him runnin' to the doc!" "Oh I tagged him last weekend, so he's well past that out." "FUUUUCCCKKKK..." and with that I felt Dirk slam and twich as he unloaded a second time in my ass. "God, I love shooting my cum inside a neg bottom. IS he neg?" G chuckled and looked at me. "I think he WAS neg." "I was..." I heard myself say, almost ruefully. "Well, if you've been taking G's loads, you definitely won't be. And mine won't help you at all," Dirk said with an evil smile as he continued to twitch inside my hole. "You look a bit rough, just like last night, so I'm guessing there's a good chance you're already converting. G's seed is pretty powerful, and it never takes long." My head tilted toward G, and I felt a tear escape on that side of my face. He stepped forward and wiped it away as he knelt down and planted his lips on mine for a moment. "Oh my, G, have you actually fallen for one???" My lips were freed, and as G stared into my eyes I heard him reply. "Yeah, I think I found a keeper. But it has to be a two-way feeling." My eyes were locked on his, and I didn't know how to respond. Dirk was still lodged in my ass, and I felt his dick twitch again. I felt the blood flow begin to return to my own cock. "I..... don't know. This is all happening so fast. I'm... not even sure how all this happened." "Well, I know it's been a lot to take in," said G, "and I would like it if we could talk about it, unless you already know you have no further interest." Dirk was gently rocking back and forth just a bit, his cock slightly softened but still buried in my ass. My own cock twitched a bit. "Oh, I'm not sure he's disinterested..." Dirk said with a smirk. He reached forward and took my hardening cock into his hand. His cock was sliding in and out, hardening itself in anticipation of a third chance to cum inside me. "Maybe I should leave you two to it. A lot to discuss I'm sure. Just give me a minute here..." He went into overdrive, clearly motivated to dump and go. His cock was thick enough and long enough I could feel it really punching through my second ring in a rapid staccato. The determination was evident on his face, and as used and worn as my ass and first hole were, my second hole was crying out. I must have had a pained expression on my face because G leaned in and took my hand. "It's okay, he'll be done soon," he promised. "Dirk's third load comes fast." And cum it did. In just a matter of minutes gone by, Dirk slammed deep and hard and I felt a warmth spread deeper into my bowels than it had before. I knew new recesses of my colon were being exposed to the foulest of seed in that moment. As with each load before it today I offered no resistance, simply taking it into me. He twitched for a couple of minutes, then withdrew. His cock was coated in cum, and I noticed it was streaked with pink. Between him and G, my ass had been torn up pretty well, and it was now swimming with virus. G leaned over and swallowed him whole, sucking the cum off his ass in a few passes. Dirk pulled his clothes back on, his wasted body swimming in his tshirt and shorts, and with a quick step into his sandals he was off. G stood and straddled the log, positioning himself right back where he had started. His cock was hard again. He reached down and grabbed my legs and pushed them slowly to my chest. I instinctively took hold of them and held myself in position, as he reached down and, pulling his foreskin back, hilted himself balls deep in one thrust. "So, I should probably start..."

A man’s natural instinct in to breed so I usually don’t have to say anything at all. Sort of funny story…. Yesterday I was getting bred at the video store and there was a guy in the next booth talking to us under the wall where there is an opening. The first thing he said was can I watch. My top said no. They a few minutes later the guy said can I come in. My top thought I said… you can cum in me. Of course he did and when he was finished he said to me…. I was going to cum in you anyway you didn’t have to give me the go ahead. lol I said ..I didn’t say that it was the guy from the next booth. Lol

You mock and disqualify when others cite or link a source, so i am wondering where you get your information? I'm glad you think that i am "not even that bad," because i genuinely want to engage with others here, including you, not spar. You are right, i'm not a dyed in the wool liberal, democrat, progressive, republican or conservative. i do not disagree that people should immigrate to the US legally vs illegally. One small example, i want our government to scrutinize Chinese students because i believe that the CCP is just like N Korea, they want to destroy the US and they use Chinese students to that end. I don't care if democrats or republicans do it, i want my government to represent US concerns, in this as one example. But i cannot substantiate if the current US government is actually going to follow through and do that on a large scale. From what i can ascertain, the past US government has not. I'm more concerned about Chinese Students smuggling in potential bioweapons to clone than Latin Americans coming in to find work. But here is what i mean by substantiation. i can provide what you might reject as a notoriously 'left' source on this story (CNN), what others would reject as a notoriously "right' source (Fox) and then the Justice Department. Do any of these three have a pristine record as objective information sources? Nah. We the people are in a position of having to figure out what is true and what is not. So yeah, i think it's good and healthy to state opposing sides . i have done a lot of conflict resolution between parties and have often found the 'truth' is often somewhere in the middle. i think it's important to speak, and it's important to listen when trying to discover the truth of any specific thing. And yeah, try and substantiate, or at least cite sources as part of that process. Three different sources, and i am guessing we can all find points to agree on even though we disagree with the sources amongst our selves. There is no pristine source and i think it's good to have people looking at things from all angles. i do not suppose any one is absolutely right or absolutely wrong. [think before following links] https://www.justice.gov/usao-edmi/pr/chinese-nationals-charged-conspiracy-and-smuggling-dangerous-biological-pathogen-us [think before following links] https://www.foxnews.com/us/patel-chinese-nationals-charged-smuggling-known-agroterrorism-agent-into-us-direct-threat [think before following links] https://www.cnn.com/2025/06/04/us/chinese-researchers-smuggle-pathogen-university-of-michigan

After a day at the beach, Trey walked home. Because it was still extremely hot, he was only wearing basketball shorts. You could see the sweat from his neck slowly dripping down his hot body. The almost 19-year-old boy was blessed with good genes, which gave him a very athletic body that he didn't have to work hard for. Because of the defined v-shape, his basketball shorts hung low, which showed that he didn't have a six-pack but an eight-pack, and because of his tanned skin, his long blond hair looked even blonder. Suddenly, a car pulled up next to him and he heard the driver say "Do you need a ride?" Trey looked through the open window and saw that it was David — the former captain of the local football team that his brother also played for. This was the first time he had seen David since he was kicked off the team for unknown reasons when he was 21. Because he is also not wearing a t-shirt, Trey can clearly see that he had changed in the last 3 years. His muscular torso was covered in tattoos. "I have Gatorade from the cooler... if you like" says David. Trey thinks OKAY and hops in the car. David takes two bottles of Gatorade from the cooler on the back seat and gives one to Trey. David takes a sip and sees how Trey drinks three quarters of the bottle in one go. They drive away and while they are talking, David sees out of the corner of his eye that Trey is looking at his body. "Do you also want a tattoo?" David asks, to which Trey answers with "Yes, but I don't think my mother would approve". "Just wait a few years. When you live on your own, you can do what you want" David says laughing as he puts his hand on Trey's upper leg. Trey feels a shock go through his body because David's fingers touched his balls. Trey quickly looks away and sees that they are no longer driving towards his house. “You are driving the wrong way,” Trey says, to which David replies that he has to drop off the cooler with Gatorade first and that he would bring him home when it's done. “Is that okay?” he asks. To which Trey nods. After 5 minutes they arrive at a house with the windows taped shut. After David gets out and opens the cardoor to get the cooler, he asks if Trey wants to help him carry a gym bag. “Be careful, because there is expensive equipment in there,” David says. When they enter the house they are greeted by a dark guy in his late 20s with a muscular body who leads them to the kitchen. While David talks to the guy, Trey gets dizzy. David sees this and grabs him and brings him to the living room. “Sit down before you fall” David says. Trey plops down on the couch. What Trey doesn't know is that the Gatorade he drank earlier also contained G and liquid Viagra, which is now affecting his mind and body. When he looks around, he sees about 10 guys sitting on the couches and on the floor. Most of them are no longer wearing t-shirts and none of them are older than 25. Trey can't take his eyes off the athletic and muscular bodies in the room and sits there mesmerized as they work with bongs and blow out big white clouds. Trey had sex with lots of girls over the last 2 years and considers himself straight, although muscular male bodies have always intrigued him. But now he's feeling different, looking at them makes him fucking horny. Then suddenly someone plops down next to him on the couch. Trey turns his head and looks straight into the blue eyes of Kaden, who until last year worked as a lifeguard at the beach where he always goes. Every time he saw him on the beach, Trey was impressed by his body and could watch him from a distance for hours. Kaden blows out a cloud of smoke and asks “Do you want a hit?” Without knowing what he’s agreeing to, Trey nods and listens in a trance-like state to the explanation. When the stem is pressed between his lips and he hears “NOW” he begins to suck in steadily. When his lungs are full he blows it all out to quickly. “No, you have to hold it in your lungs longer before you blow it out… one more time!” says Kaden. After two more tries he gets the hang of it and blows thick clouds. After 7 hits Trey is so horny that he doesn't even realize that he has pulled his thick 10" cock out of his shorts and is pumping the shaft with both hands while a constant stream of precum flows from his glans. "WOW" says David to Shawn - the name of the dark muscular guy - while he is filming from a distance. "He's going to make a lot of money" answers Shawn who is filming another group with a camera. David moves a little closer to get a good view of Kaden explaining to Trey how a gunshot works. The first few are awkward, but on the third Trey pushes his tongue into Kaden's mouth, which ends in a fierce game of tongue wrestling. Kaden pulls his head away and stands on the couch. He pulls his hard 9” cock in advance and presses his glans against Trey’s lips, who automatically opens his mouth. Slowly the cock slides further into his mouth. Without being instructed he places his hands on Kaden’s hips and instinctively begins to suck and lick. In the meantime, pre-cum continues to flow from the glans of Trey’s cock — which is standing straight up. Kaden beckons a twink boy and points to that pre-cum covered cock. The twink takes a seat between Trey’s legs and swallows the entire length in one go. A wave of pleasure goes through Trey’s body, which relaxes his throat further, allowing Kaden to slide his cock deeper inside. Kaden takes Trey’s hands and maneuvers them to his nipples. The twink gets a point pressed into his hands by David and knows exactly what is expected. He takes the dick out of his mouth and wipes the cock clean and dry. The cock is so hard that the veins are clearly visible and while Trey is distracted the twink finds a vein. He pulls the plunger back to see if it’s in the vein and then slowly pushes the contents in. After removing the point, the twink massages the penis to ensure the Tina enters the bloodstream. Trey’s eyes open wide as an intense wave rips through his body. This is the signal for Kaden to pull his cock out. After heavy coughing , Trey throws his head back and tenses his abs, making his eight-pack even more visible and making his cock swell. Ropes of cum shoot out of his cock as he lets out a deep groan. The twink doesn’t hesitate for a moment, turns around and with force pushes his tight hole onto the cock. “I can feel his cum filling me up completely… can’t wait until his cum is toxic too” the twink moans! After 5 minutes the twink lets the cock slide out of his ass and there is still cum dripping from the glans. “I’m so fucking horny… I want more!” Trey groans. To which Kaden responds, “You’re going to get more, but we have to go to the bathroom first.” He helps him up and guides him to the bathroom. After half an hour, Trey comes out of the bathroom groaning and drops onto the couch. A huge horniness is building inside his ass, so he pulls up his leg and tries to push two of his fingers inside. Kaden sits between his legs and pushes his fingers away. He asks, “Can I help you?” and Trey groans “Yes”. He grabs lube and squirts it on the ass and on the fingers of his right hand. With his left hand he shakes some white powder from a bag over the fingers, after which he starts to push two inside. “An extra booty bump wouldn’t hurt” says Kaden grinning. The sphincter relaxes more and more and after 10 minutes there are 4 fingers inside. “I’ve been dreaming about this since I first saw you” says Kaden. To which Trey replies with “I didn’t know what I really wanted, but now I know I never want anything else”. “We can give you something that will bond us forever… a gift that makes you part of our group… Do you want that?” Kaden asks. “YES… GIVE” Trey pleads. “Just know that you can’t go back!” Kaden said. “I WANT IT… I WANT YOU!” This was what Kaden wanted to hear. He pulled his fingers out, lubed up his cock and placed the head of his cock against the closing sphincter. With a firm grip he pushed his cock in until he could take no more. Trey’s mouth was wide open but he made no sound. Kaden pulled his cock out and rammed it back in. He repeated this until the head of his cock passed the second sphincter. The feeling of the second sphincter gripping his cock head caused him to deposit his POZ seed deep inside that NEG ass for the first time. “Feel that… that’s my POZ seed that will bond us forever” Kaden groaned. As the second sphincter relaxed he began to fuck the ass hard. “GIVE ME MORE CUM… MAKE ME POZ TOO” Trey groaned. After 40 minutes of pumping and 4 loads of POZ seed Kaden pulled out and yells “Who’s next?”. “Me” shouted a familiar voice. “We are already blood relatives… but after today we share even more”. Trey watched as his nephew TJ, who is a month younger, took a seat between his legs and in one smooth movement slid his 8” cock inside. Later David told that TJ became part of the group on the day he turned 18. After TJ, more guests followed who deposited their POZ semen. The next day Trey was told that everything had been filmed and that they would put the film on their site “POZSLAM” where their donors could stream the film for a fee. He was given the choice: face unrecognizable and then not share in the proceeds or recognizable in the picture and no longer have to work. Trey chose the latter and was a success from day 1. In the first month all members had earned 7000 dollars each from that one film. Two weeks after the initiation Trey got the fuckflu and he tested positive. He also had someone in mind for the next meeting who could be an asset to the group. There is a 19-year-old Moroccan guy who has moved into the street and who is very eager to make new friends and Trey can't wait to pump gallons of POZ cum up his ass. SHALL I CONTINUE?

I always felt having the recipient of my seed on his side with top leg pulled up to his chest. His bottom leg straight, placed between my knees. That position lets me turn his head to look at me while also giving me a great view of my dick sink deep inside him.

I realised that I liked getting my hole played with when it was stroked and fingered the first time by my swim instructor when I was 8. The idea of my hole as a pussy started when I was 12. Horny and always checking out older guys, hairier the better and obsessed with huge bulges. I fantasized about having a bf, husband aswell as being a total slut with multiple men. It was 1983, being with another man seemed impossible. Any hot guy in a tv show, movie or pop star was straight albeit many in the closet and noone accepted that a hot guy would be gay because. The gay one in a tv show or movie was always the joke, the ugly one, the sissy, pathetic and sad one. I didn't want a guy like that and wished I was a girl because all the handsome men were straight. I wished I was a girl and had a vagina so I could get fucked by men with huge cocks. My best friend and cousin had been playing with my hole for years but never with bigger than a finger. I finger fucked my hole with 2 fingers then 3 like noone else ever had. It felt amazing and I realised that my hole can be stretched and pounded hard. I no longer had a hole, I had a pussy. A few week later I was fucking my hole with a cucumber while watching straight porn. Imagining my self as the girl getting fucked by men with cocks as big as the cucumber but my hole looked nothing like her pussy yet.

A few months ago I hooked up with some rough trade that always vacuum pumps his cock when he fucks. I was just a hole for him then and I'm still just a hole for him now. I wait for him as instructed either face down ass up or on my back with my legs spread apart. He wants me ass smooth and Wearing a jockstrap. My hole looking and feeling like a loose and sloppy cunt ready for him to ram his swollen cock into. After I douche I stretch out my rectum and hollow out insides with butt plugs and croquet balls then vacuum pump my asslips till they are slack, puffy and swollen. I have big balls and a large cock myself so make my balls disappear and tape them in place. I have a collection of jockstraps with no pouch and just enough room for my tucked away balls and T dick that I bought from China. My mancunt has no resistance to his 10" thick as a coke can cock. I can feel my asslips pulled out with his cock before he thrusts it back in. When he pulls all the way out my cunt either gapes open or rosebuds till he thrusts it back in. His hard squishy cock feels gentle massaging my marshmallowy insides then battered and bruised when he pounds it against and into my second hole. Anyone else been fucked by a man with a pumped cock or wanna be.

I have so many toys here and I am a Dom too send me a message

Had been feeling feral for days, and decided to have my first truly anon experience in years. Posted a cruise ad on sniffies saying I wanted an anon load, and got a handful of quick replies. One was from a guy who has reached out before, but his requirement was he had to be able to film it. He promised he only would use it for a few days for jerking off and then delete, but obviously I didn’t believe him. So previously I turned him down despite having a tight body and thicker cock (tho on the short side). Yesterday my mood and deep hunger in my hole had other ideas. So I countered with agreeing, if it was anon. I didn’t even want a pic of his face or what his age was. So long as I was wearing a large blindfold so I couldn’t be recognized, even if the videos or pics ended up distributed. He quickly agreed and thought that was hot. I cleaned up and out, put a blanket on the living room floor in a direct line from the front door, and for one of the first times, put myself in my chastity cage to get fucked. Put just a jock on, per his request, and waited a few minutes for him to ring the bell. I unlocked the door from my phone and put on a blindfold and got on all fours, ass facing the door as he came in. He had a deep sexy voice and said “fuuuuuuuck yeaaah” as he saw me. I heard him set down his tripod for filming and he immediately dove in to eating out my hole. I had been a little aggressively stretching with plugs the night before to get back into fisting shape, so his tongue felt amazing, and he could get deep into my sore hole. He ate me out for a few nice minutes to get my hole nice and easy He quickly undressed and came around and lifted my head so I’d be just on my knees and put his semi hard cock at my lips. I willingly started sucking him hard. He had a nice thick smooth cut cock, that fit well without really needing deep throating. After a few minutes of that, he spit on my hole, asked if I was ready (his only misstep haha) and pushed in easily into my hole in one go, and started fucking me nice and hard. He loved how wet my hole felt. He felt great. Smooth cock on my sore ass lips. My cock strained in its cage. After a bit he had me flip on my back and out my legs on his shoulders and pounded me that way. Lots of dirty talk between both of us. Blindfold doing its job perfectly. Then as he got closer I asked if he wanted to make sure his load got deep by finishing with me with my chest to the floor, ass up in the air. He eagerly agreed and flipped me over, and I asked if I could please suck his cock for a minute. I love ass to mouth. He said fuck yeah and brought it to my lips and I sucked him for a minute. Back to fucking, he quickly started raising his pace and I reached back to spread my cheeks and relaxed my hole when he said he liked it nice and loose. He loudly blasted his load into my hole, and I asked him to stay in so I’d get all of it. When he got soft he pulled out, thanked me, dressed, and left. I stayed in the same spot, letting his load slide deeper. I got up and put a plug in my hole, and kept the cage on, which I had never done after being fucked. That sent me into a wild feral mood all day. Unfortunately getting another load didn’t work out, so eventually I let his load out and ate some and jerked off my freed cock with the rest. He sent me some screen shots later on. Here’s one.

I hope US don’t ever help Israel. Let them fight off their issues of what THEY STARTED with Iran.

TL; DR: NO Long explanation and discussion of why various states and countries are being blocked, and why there's no "age verification" solution for Breeding Zone:

Wouldn’t we all!

I would love first hand experience of you fucking me @partying.hard

I tell my bottoms NOT to clench down on my dick. A turn off. And it throws me off my game.

According to Malcolm Gladwell, you need to spend 10,000 hours at something to become an expert. I will gladly work toward that for each position so that I can answer this question. Any tops want to help, let me know!

I never had the fuck flu. Instead, I woke up morning May 6, 1999, and I had a blotchy rash all over my body, from scalp to knees. Spots the size of a nickel to silver dollar. I didn’t make a connection because I was expecting the flu. Went to dermatologist who also had no idea. But they did lab work which proved that I had converted.

Every time I went barebacking in the sauna, I would get an awful cold, sore throats and fever. But every time tested came out negative. Bareback taking cumloads of someone with a normal flu would also get you sick, so not necessarily hiv+. Stil negative to this day, but stil taking loads no questions asked and no prep.

It’ll be different for everyone - mine was exactly like the ‘flu, but with prolonged fevers, the sorest throat ever, and the horniness was off the charts!

Martin and Nick walked through the halls of the bathhouse, casually glancing at the other young men roaming about, with all only wearing white towels around their waists. Nick was very comfortable as they strolled about, but Martin found himself more excited and nervous, as it was his first time in a bath house. Martin nearly stopped in his track when he saw Diego walk by. Diego was about 6 ft 2, 150 pounds, nicely tanned and toned just the way Martin favored. Diego gave a slight smile as he passed; and Martin pretended not to be staring all the while. Martin also tried not to stare at the conspicuous bulge underneath Diego's towel that nobody could have missed. "Stay away from him," Nick whispered just as they passed each other. "Why? He's hot!" Martin tried hard to whisper in return. "Eh .. I dunno, but he's 'HIV'" Nick explained. "Ohh .. damn. really? That's a shame. He's soo hot," Martin replied turning back once again hoping to get another glimpse of his new object of desire. Nick was annoyed, " NO, seriously. Don't even talk to him. Somehow, he ends up fucking every guy that approaches him. It ain't worth it." Martin pretended to nod, but was now annoyed at Nick. The guy could probably use a friend, Martin reasoned. Martin also imagined Nick was jealous. They just broke up two weeks ago, and Nick was always trying to cock-block Martin. It was funny that Nick was the one to call it off. Nick had a few extra pounds, and everyone always wondered why Martin was with him. Despite a few hot guys about here and there, Martin found himself secretly hoping he'd bump into Diego again. And Nick was becoming increasingly pesky, Martin decided. About a half hour later, Martin nearly stopped in place once again when he spotted Diego at the opposite side of a dark lounge area. Martin hoped Nick wouldn't notice, and fortunately Nick was fixated on some other guy in the area. Diego spotted Martin and grinned slightly, while making a head nod towards the bathroom door. Diego then entered the men's room, and it was obvious he wanted Martin to follow. "I need to go to the bathroom," Martin told Nick. "I'll be back in a few." Nick barely noticed Martin's departure as he gawked at the guy he was thinking about approaching. Martin had never been so nervous .. sneaking off to see a guy, let along a guy with HIV. He felt oddly compelled, though, to meet Diego. As Martin entered the bathroom, Diego was just finishing up at the urinal. Diego turned once he heard the door, and couldn't help but to turn just enough to give his visitor a brief glimpse of the huge cock that dangled in front of him as he shook it a couple of times. Martin felt embarrassed and short for words. He felt short in other areas now having glanced at the large cock now still bulging under Diego's now-wrapped waist. "Hey, follow me, we can talk more privately here," Diego said as he went towards the "staff only" door in the corner of the men's room, " it's okay, my friend manages the place. We can hang out here." Martin didn't know why, but he found himself immediately obeying his new-found friend into the "staff only" area which turned out to be a small supply closet. Diego locked the door as Martin entered and assured him, "You look nervous. I just want a private place to talk to get to know you. Here, have a seat on a bucket." Martin laughed nervously, but felt more at ease now. He tried not to glance at the bulge under Diego's towel. They both sat and faced each other on their respective buckets. "It's kinda hot in here," Diego said, "I hope you don't mind if i take this off .. besides you kinda saw the only thing I'm hiding here anyways." Diego removed his towel, folded it up, and sat down on his now padded bucket, while his huge dick rested about half way down his thigh. "Oh, sure .. I don't mind," Martin said as he swallowed a bit nervously, "you're really hot." Martin had never been so shy around a guy before, even though he had only dated a few guys since coming out. Was it the HIV status or the mammoth penis that was in front of him that made him tongue-tied? "Thanks, you're hot yourself," Diego replied. "Are you from the area?" "Silver Lake," Martin answered, "on the edge of Hollywood. Are you from here?" "Yeah, West Hollywood," Diego continued, "born and raised here." "I feel so tiny compared to you," Martin said thinking about his slighter body frame, and then realized the double-meaning behind what he said. "You're perfect," Diego complimented "and you're looking quite big down there actually." Martin realized he couldn't hide his erection very well now, despite being much smaller than Diego's soft cock. "Oh .. um" he chuckled. "Sorry .. I just never saw a cock as big as yours and all, and this just kinda happened," and he laughed nervously to himself. He found it difficult to make eye contact as he brought up the question weighing on his mind, "So .. is it true .. you have HIV?" Diego was prepared for the question and said, "Yeah, I'm poz. But don't worry this thing isn't going to just wake up and crawl up your butt without your permission." Martin looked up from his feet and laughed a little, "Is it true you've fucked a lot of guys?" Diego knew his reputation preceded him, "Yeah, I've fucked a lot of guys." "Did they know you were poz?" Martin asked. "Yeah, I always tell them," said Diego. "Wow, and they still want to get fucked?" Martin asked, in disbelief. "Yeah .. I guess lots of them like a big cock; and never had one before. A few of them might be chasers," Diego explained. "Chasers?" Martin asked inquisitively. "Yeah .. bug chasers. People that are turned on by guys with HIV. I've met a few. Something about the risk of getting pozzed while they get fucked gets them turned on. For them, it's the best fuck they ever have," Diego elaborated. "Wow. I never heard of that. I can see people wanting your cock, though," Martin said now staring fully at it; and feeling incredibly turned on. Martin found himself contemplating having the big cock in front of him enter him, and felt his cock throbbing at the thought of it. It's a risk, Martin thought to himself. But this guy is so hot, and his cock is perfect, Martin kept thinking. "You're kinda shy," Diego said, "lemme make this easy for you." Diego stood up directly in front of Martin and brushed his big soft cock against Martin's face. Martin instinctively opened up and wrapped his mouth about the tip and slowly started sucking on it while it came to life and quickly hardened. "Damn, you're good," Diego said after gasping for a moment .."Very good. Suck that cock." Martin could barely get half-way down the long thick cock in front of him, but expertly sucked and licked as much as he could. He couldn't believe he was sucking on a poz cock, but was so turned on by the huge dick, he didn't care anymore. Martin reached down and pulled his cock out from his towel and stroked it as he sucked on Diego's big cock. Diego moaned and asked, "You want that big cock up your ass?" Martin stopped sucking for a moment and was nervous again, "Ummm .. I dunno. Let me just suck on it some more for now" and Martin went back to giving head. Moments later, both were startled by a knock at the door. "Martin , it's Nick. I know you're in there! C'mon man, you better not be with Diego." Martin felt a sense of panic, like a kid being caught with his hand in the cookie jar. Diego was annoyed, "Go away. We're busy." Nick was agitated, "Oh my god, Martin are you in there? Don't let that poz guy fuck you!" Diego grabbed Martin by the back of the head and aimed his cock at Martin's mouth. Martin now felt unusually turned on by the heated exchange and resumed sucking on Diego's cock as best as he could. A few moments later, Nick pounded on the door again, "Martin, come out! Come out now!" Martin and Diego ignored Nick. Moreover, Martin now felt compelled to let Diego have his ass. Martin stopped sucking, and got down on all fours. Diego immediately knew to take position, and spit onto his hand, applied it to his tip; and slowly started to enter Martin from behind. For the moment, Martin forget about Diego's HIV status. He just wanted to get back at Nick for being such a dick and he felt overwhelmed by letting his ass get fucked while his ex was on the other side of the door. Diego eased the first couple inches of himself into Martin; and Martin gasped and tried to stifle his moan. Diego continued to move into the tight smooth ass presented to him, while Martin clenched his jaw and tried to accommodate the massive cock making its entrance. The next few knocks on the door by Nick did nothing but heighten the excitement both Martin and Diego were feeling. Now that Diego was several small thrusts into Martin, he knew that there was no stopping him now. Emboldened by his success, he raised his voice and directed some remarks through the door, "Go away, man. I'm trying to fuck someone here." Nick was in shock and irate and pounded on the door, "Goddamnit Martin! Stop! Let me in. This is fucked up!" Martin had past the point of anxiety and pain; and had succumbed to the pleasure that was his ass getting filled up by big cock and felt increasingly defiant, "Fuck off, Nick! Go away!" Diego felt confirmed by Martin's words; and picked up his pace and eventually was fucking Marting with at least seven of this nine inches with deliberate jabs; that prompted a grunt with each push. Martin's voice was raised; and he abandoned his resolve to hide his vocal responses. "Unh! Unh! Unh!" Martin blurted; as Diego plowed at his hole. "Martin! Please stop!!" Nick begged from the opposite side of the door. Both Diego and Martin were now incredibly turned on not just by the hot fuck they were having; but by the jealousy and rage of Nick's display. Diego made sure that everything he said was loud enough for Nick to hear. "You like that poz cock up your ass?" Diego elicited. "Yes! Fuck yes!" Martin nearly yelled. Nick pounded on the door a few more times, only encouraging more hardcore fucking. "That's right, take my big cock, you little whore!" Diego barked. "Oh .. my .. OH .. feels so good" Martin could barely sputter. Martin could barely think straight. He was as surprised as he was happy at how good such a massive cock could feel in his tight hole. He didn't imagine he could feel such pleasure. And he couldn't help but to think that a poz cock was inside him; and somehow it didn't matter anymore. In fact, it was great that his ex was hearing him get fucked by a hot guy with a huge cock; and he relished in the thought that a guy with hiv was now pounding his hole on top of that. "You want more poz cock?!" Diego asked. "YES!" Martin was nearly shouting, "More. Please fuck me more. MORE! MORE! MORE!" Nick was beyond pissed. He shouted through the door, "You're a fucking whore, Martin. You're gonna get AIDS and die, you fucking whore. I hope you enjoy your fuck!" And then Nick stormed off, but not before he could hear Martin's only response "Fuck me! Fuck me harder!" Diego picked up his pace and now as delivering all nine inches into Martin with deliberate and forceful strokes. "Oh shit!" Martin yelled, ".. feels ... so .. fucking .. good!" "Are you ready for my load?" Diego asked. Martin was nearing the edge of the most intense orgasm he felt building within him. "Fuck yeah! Give it to me!" Martin yelled. Diego drilled relentlessly. Martin felt the huge cock get even bigger in his ass and knew a climax was near. "HERE IT COMES!!!" Diego exclaimed as he unloaded deep with Martin's ass. "OH FUCK!!!!" Martin cried as he felt his ass get slick and then jizzed all over the floor beneath him. Diego grabbed Martin's head and kissed him from behind as he continued to pump his jizz up Martin's butt. Martin darted his mouth into Diego's mouth and gladly welcomed the hot cum deep inside him.

Yeah, another mod edited it after it was posted. Moderator's Note: You are right. I remember the original version of the story. The change make the whole plot not make much sense. There was a moderator who radically edited a lot of people's stories. He was let go a good while ago. Personally, I only fix misspellings and obvious mistakes like when characters' names change for no reason. Sometimes, the author asks for their story to be edited, and I do what they ask. I made an exception this time though and did my best to put this story back the way it started. I hope it reads better now.

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As it seems users from the UK will be blocked wef 1st July I just wanted to say that although I have only recently found this site I have enjoyed being part of this community albeit for a short while. As I am just about to depart for a 2 week holiday in sunny Cornwall by the time I return I will be denied access so I take this opportunity to thank you all for allowing me to enjoy my short time here and to wish you all the best for the future. D xx

The baths were the best place for unlimited promiscuous sex as well as for connecting with men on a level beyond just sex. I met and fucked lots of guys who were also great to just hang and chat with for hours. I even dated a few, including one who became my partner of 17 years. I don't drink and hated going to bars, so the baths were the easiest (and sleaziest) places for me to hook up with guys. This was obviously before the advent of countless "dating" apps, which will never match the pleasure of hooking up with guys in real time.

I want this to be MEEEEEEEEEEE! I want to walk into that room and see a bunch of angry, sadistic, old POZ perverts just leering at me... Oh my poor, perfect, pretty, pussy would be DOOMED! So so so sooooo HOT.

I had my underwear stolen at the gym once while I was in the shower. It turned me on thinking about the guy doing... well, what I would do with some guy's gym underwear that I stole. haha I precum a lot. Often soak my underwear, especially when I'm at the gym cuz I am usually very turned on-- muscle, sweat, other jock meat.

Have seen this hairy daddy a couple of times before and this was our third encounter. He arrived on his bike in his biker leathers but these were soon a pile on the floor. After some sensual kissing and touching he got me on all fours and rimmed my hole before sliding his cock in. We flip fucked for a while and then the magic happened. He puts two or three fingers in me and massages my prostate to the point that I anal orgasm. My whole body shook as the intense pleasure swept through my body. By this point he was hard as a rock again and was slowly wanking his cock. I could tell he was ready to cum and with that he got me on my back, flung my legs in the air and fucked me before unloading deep in my ass. Wow!

Last Saturday I met up with a guy on the east coast that I'd been chatting with on Scruff for a couple of months. He came to my hotel and as soon as he walked in the attraction between us was strong and immediate. We wrapped our arms around each other and made out for a long time. Over the next 4 hours we kissed, we sucked each other, rimmed each other, and fucked each other. We're definitely seeing each other again. We're both a little shocked and amazed at how "magical" our meeting was. I don't know if future get togethers will be the same, but I can't wait to find out.

I went to a No Kings protest last Saturday. There were several thousand people there. It was bigger than the 2020 protests. The protest last Saturday was totally peaceful. For one thing the cops were very much hands off, so maybe they did learn something from 2020. I know it's hard to imagine but protestors usually stay peaceful when they aren't being gassed and shot at

Night was shaping up to be a washout. Scams and flakes. Guy on X said he was on his way. Decided to give him a chance. Paid off. Blindfolded, door open. I heard him come in. He presented me a musky cock. Swelled nice in my mouth. Fucked my mouth for a bit, using it to edge. Turned me around and slid it in (could have used some more lube). Edged a bit in my ass, then pulled out and pushed me down, used my mouth to edge some more and finally filled my mouth. He had a great cock and from what I could feel a great body.

No King protest was super successful. I’m glad there was REAL Americans protesting this awful administration.

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?

After about 10 minutes, the doctor comes back into the room, and removes the headphones. Telling me, you’ve probably not been able to accept the “gift” from your partner because the virus really needs to get into your bloodstream. He tilts the table head up so I can see better, and takes out what looks like a test tube cleaning brush, but the spines are made of metal. He inserts it into my ass, twisting, turning, pumping in and out until it’s dripping with blood. Now that’s a more receptive hole he said. But we like to be thorough and make sure you get at least two entry points for the virus. He puts a rubber band around my upper arm, and cleans off one of my surface veins. The assistant brings over a portable intravenous stand. The doctor inserts an IV into my arm and connects a bag that’s got a slightly clear yet reddish colour. This is one of our special formulas for your conversation therapy. It’s a mixture of saline fluid to keep you hydrated, it also contains a healthy dose of Tina to keep you spun at the right level all the time, and half a litre of HIV infected blood. He then pulls out a small syringe and injects into the IV feed tube what I now know was a very strong dose of Tina. My head rolls back as the sudden rush hits me. I believe you’re ready for the first breeding room now. The doctor and assistant pull me off the table, and bringing the IV stand, I’m walked down the hall to the next room. More to come soon.

I think that we need to focus on the current administration not so much the past. It seems to me that calling for an investigation into Biden's mental capacity is yet another smoke and mirrors drama from the master of smoke and mirrors, the king of red herrings. Perhaps justified, but not now. We have more pressing issues on our plate. I am baffled by the metrics being used to determine the current administration as successful. He came in without even "concepts of a plan" except to fleece the American people and to leave no money on the table this term. Oh, let's not forget revenge. On those metrics, he is a stellar president. O.n the metrics that matter to all of us, those things that affect our everyday lives, he is a disaster. An absolute nightmare who couldn't survive objective scrutiny of his mental capacity or his obvious and plentiful personality disorders.

I think both parties have a huge problem with selecting leaders/runners overall. Seeing Trump and Biden selected to run for the president office was evoked those reactions in me: Biden - Why do you torture this tired old man? Leave him be. Trump - Rep. really don't have anyone better? (Someone who can behave like an adult would be nice.)

I'd show you the official white house transcripts of all of Trump's demented ramblings, but his aides refuse to release most of them. What was it about Republicans complaining that Biden's aides were concealing his mental decline? Yet Trump's people are doing the same and again all you can focus on is Biden cause Trump's syphilitic dick is in your mouth. [think before following links] https://www.huffpost.com/entry/trump-secret-transcripts_n_6824fe20e4b021b5064adc84

Yeah I must admit the thrill of the chase has a hold on me as much as the destination, and yeah I'd rather the fun not to be over. On the other hand, I have repeatedly said - on here as much as myself - that I'm not gonna test until I can be reasonably sure that that test will be poz. Bit of a fool's errand maybe, but as crap as I feel right now, I can't be sure this is fuck flu or regular flu. I have heard of one either guy in the area who had a regular flu and also got knocked out by it as I have. So yeah it could well be wishful thinking on my part tbh. And on the matter of being thrilled that I might or might not be shooting poz cum: I'm a total btm. That idea really doesn't touch me at all if I am honest. My function in sex has never been to be the one who cums. That runs so deep. My chase is for different reasons to this. Anyway, apologies if I've derailed this conversation with my current stuff - on with guys sharing their definite fuck flu stories! 😄

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...

The Pleasure Principle This takes place before Captain America: Winter Solider “I don’t understand,” Captain America said, shifting from one leg to the other. “It’s simple Captain,” Agent Sitwell explained, “According to the regulations you are overdue for your yearly physical.” “But…I’m in perfect health, the serum…” Sitwell held a hand up, “That is all well and good, but the rules are the rules, to remain on active duty you need a yearly physical.” The Avenger sighed, “So I just go to a doctor…” “No,” Sitwell said, handing the man a business card, “This is a SHIELD doctor, he is the only one qualified to give you a physical.” He took the card, “Doctor Black?” Sitwell nodded, “It’s a secure facility, we can’t have your medical information falling into the wrong hands.” The Captain slipped the card into his belt, “That it?” “He’s expecting you this afternoon.” Steve opened his mouth to protest but thought better of it, after all Sitwell was just an agent, he didn’t make the rules, “Thank you,” he said walking out of the office upset…there went his day. As soon as the hero was gone Sitwell pulled out his cell and dialed a number, “He’s coming today…no he suspects nothing. Yes…I agree…” before hanging up he smiled and said, “Hail Hydra.” Steve pulled up in front of the doctor’s office on his bike and checked the address again. It didn’t look like any doctor’s office he had seen, but then again. He was still relatively new to this time, in his day and age doctors worked out of their house, mostly not bland, unmarked buildings with blank windows. It looked more like a government building than anything. “Which makes sense if it’s some secret government medical building Steve,” he muttered to himself, turning his bike off. He was pissed and there was no getting around it, since he had woken up his life had seemed to be out of his control. From Loki to SHIELD to finding out Peggy was a dementia ridden senior citizen in a nursing home…it all just kept coming and he never had a break. “What you need is to get laid,” Tony had quipped last time they saw each other, “No joke Captain, it’s been what? 60 something years? There’s blue balls and then there’s whatever you’re suffering from.” Steve had blistered at the joke, only because it had hit home. Dr. Erskine had explained how the serum would make everything in him more, but he had failed to explain that meant everything. Steve’s sex drive, which back in the day was bad enough, had multiplied tenfold. Before he was a skinny, unattractive kid who had no money, so his only recourse was masturbation, regular masturbation…something that Bucky used to tease him about mercilessly. “It ain’t your flat feet that keep getting you rejected,” he said one afternoon, “It’s the fact you’re blind as a bat from all that jerking off!” Like Tony’s comment it had angered him because it was true, at the time Steve had been resentful, after all not everyone looked like Bucky and could get any girl they wanted. The irony that now he looked way better than Bucky ever did and was still sexually frustrated was not lost on him. As he walked into the building, he mused the reason he was so pent up was the same reason he had been 60 years before. The truth was that Steve had never learned how to talk to girls and that knowledge hadn’t been given to him when he was turned into a living legend. Now he was just a twenty something virgin in the body of a Greek god and a cock that was dying to be used. Natasha took great joy in teasing him about it, no doubt sharing Tony’s belief that he needed to get laid. As he walked up to the small window and rang the bell, he wished it was that easy. An attractive woman slid the window opened and smiled, “Hello, you must be Steve Rogers?” Steve felt himself start to blush as he nodded, “Yes ma’am, I’m here for my physical.” She nodded, “We’ve been expecting you, just take this clipboard, you can fill these forms out over there and bring them back to me.” Steve took the clipboard and sat in one of the offered chairs. As he filled out the information he glanced up at the receptionist, noticing how beautiful she was, she had an incredible body, but it was covered with a stylish dress which turned Steve on all the more. These days it seemed girls just showed everything to everyone, and it was a huge turn off to him. He shifted in his seat as he felt his cock start to harden. He bit his bottom lip as he began thinking of anything else but women to get it to stop. The problem was since the serum, his nerve endings were so sensitive that even the small movement against his underwear was enough to turn him on. He shifted in his seat as he filled the forms out, willing his member to soften for once in his life. Once he was done, he walked back over to her, making sure the clipboard was covering his erection, “Here you go ma’am.” She took it and looked it over, “Great, look, I know this might sound forward of me…” Steve held his breath as he waited for her to continue. “Do you think you could sign this for my son? He is 4 and is your greatest fan, my husband bought him a fake shield like yours and he wears it everywhere.” Of course she was married. Steve faked a smile, “I’d be happy to.” He signed a piece of paper for her when a young man in a white lab coat walked out. Steve ignored him at first, assuming he was a lab tech or something. When the boy said, “Captain Rogers?” Steve looked over at him, “Yes, is the doctor ready for me?” He smiled, “Yes, I am.” Steve paused, the words not synching up with what he was looking at. This kid was in his mid-twenties, handsome, blond hair, bright blue eyes…no way he could be a doctor! “You’re Doctor Black?” The boy smiled, “I am, I graduated high school at 15, college at 18 and graduated from SHIELD’s accelerated medical program just last year. So yes sir, I am your doctor.” Steve shook his head, he was never going to be used to this time, “Sorry about that, am used to…” “Older doctors, I know,” the boy said with a casual smile, “It’s ok, I’m used to it. You want to come back with me?” Steve nodded and followed the boy…er man down the long, cold hallway. Back here the place looked more like a SHIELD operation, no posters, no decorations, just stark functionalism. The doctor walked him back to an exam room and closed the door behind him, “This is a secure room, no one will come in and interrupt our exam.” Steve looked at the door, “Um ok, is that normal?” The doctor grabbed a clipboard, “It takes a above top-secret clearance just to take your blood much less exam it, so I will be the only one doing the exam, no one else here has the clearance.” “All this for a physical?” The boy looked up and smiled at him, “We can’t be too careful, can we? You can disrobe.” Steve looked around, “Here?” “Captain, you are about to spend the next hour or so in this room with me naked, if you’d like I can turn around, but I am going to see everything eventually.” Steve sighed as he bent down to untie his shoes, “I meant there is usually a gown.” “Would you like one? I wasn’t aware you were this shy.” Steve pulled the shirt over his head, “I’m not shy, let’s just get this over with.” The doctor watched as the Avenger’s flawless body was revealed. Steve tried to ignore the fact his cock was rock hard, there was nothing he could do about it now, so he just stood there. “My god,” Dr. Black said in awe, “I had…I mean…” he shook his head, “You hear about how the serum changed your body but seeing it in person, it’s amazing.” Steve felt so exposed, but he didn’t move, for some reason it was important to him not to show fear to his kid, his ego refused to let him be weak in this moment, “No offense Doctor, but I don’t have all day.” Black nodded and gestured to the exam table, “Go ahead and have a seat,” he went to fasten a blood pressure cuff ion the man and paused, “I honestly don’t think we have one big enough for your bicep, we’ll just use your forearm.” He wrapped the device around Steve’s forearm and attached a device to his finger. Black put his stethoscope on and began listening to the hero’s heartbeat. “You sound like a machine,” Black commented, “Strong and steady.” The machine beeped and he glanced at the number, “92 over 78…Olympic athletes don’t have those kinds of readings.” Steve said nothing as a probe was inserted into his ear, “Temperature is good, no obstructions, excellent.” “We done?” Steve said, starting to stand. Black pushed him back down onto the table, “I’m sorry no, we are just starting. This is a comprehensive physical Captain, stem to stern, I just meant your vitals were excellent.” Steve sighed and sat back down. The doctor began to run his hands over Steve’s head, moving through his hair, “I am checking for any signs of cuts or abrasions as well as any indication of lice or bugs,” he moved down looking at Steve’s hands and nails before cupping his hands under the hero’s chin. “Stick out your tongue for me.” Steve complied, looking into the doctor’s deep blue eyes…they looked…familiar almost. “Where are you from?” Steve asked as Black put the stethoscope back on. “Deep breath and hold it…” Steve did so, and he moved it, “Again.” When he was done the doctor took off the device, “I was born in Germany and my family moved to the states when I was young. Now I’m going to press on your stomach…” he placed his hands on the Avenger’s tight abs and pushed, “No pain, right?” Steve shook his head. Black’s hand roamed over the eight pack, “I bet, you could probably stop a bullet with these.” Steve shivered, his cock throbbing visibly. His face turned red, “Sorry doc, it’s just everything is more sensitive…” Black nodded, “I read about that, the serum increased your somatosensory system. That caused a significant increase in neural conductivity and the amplification of sensory reception. Consequently, you possess heightened proprioception, tactile acuity, and an expanded range of sensory perception.” Steve looked at him confused. “It’s why you react so fast, your senses are dialed to 11, but it increases all sensations huh?” Steve nodded, “It’s a pain to be sure.” “Ok, well I wish we could skip the next part,” he said with a grimace, “I need to check your testicles for signs of a tumor.” Steve’s eyes got wide, “What? Why?” Black smiled, “It’s just standard procedure, I’ll be quick.” Steve closed his eyes as Black reached out and took one of his balls in his hand. The Avenger stifled a gasp as the touch sent shockwaves through his body, his cock, which had been only partially hard sprang up instantly, leaking precum down the thick shaft. “Crap Doc, I’m…” “Shhh,” the doctor said, massaging the other ball, “Perfectly normal.” Steve’s head fell back as the sensation of both his balls being played with made him feel like cumming. “Um…doc…” he said shaking. Black removed his hands, “And done, see? Painless.” “We’re done?” “No, we have one more test and you’re out of here.” “Great, what is it?” “Prostate.” Steve froze, “What?” “It’s standard for anyone over a certain age, and no offense Captain, you’re double that age.” “But…I’m fine…” he protested…his mind whirling. “I know, but I have to perform it…lay back on the bed.” Steve didn’t move and the doctor slowly pushed back onto his back until he was lying down on the small table, legs hanging over. Black walked over and put on a pair of gloves and then took a tube of very special gel out of his pocket and squirted some on his fingertips. “This is ridiculous,” Steve stammered, “I’m Captain America, I’m in perfect health!” “And once I do this, I can sign off on that and SHIELD will shut up. Spread your legs please.” Doctor Black simply smiled as he slid the cold tip of his finger against Steve’s hole. The sensation shocked the hero, and he bucked against the doctor. “Easy now,” Dr. Black soothed, “You just need to relax, let’s just get through it.” The doctor pushed his finger in again and this time Steve winced as he felt it enter him. The gel on the glove began to dissolve into the Avenger’s skin, it was made specially for Captain America, making his nerve endings all that much more sensitive. Steve felt a warmness around his hole as the young man pushed in further, he weas shocked to find his hole relaxing, letting the finger enter him. The feeling was unlike anything he had ever experienced before. It felt like a thousand tiny sparks were erupting within him, spreading across his entire body. He gasped at the sensation, his cock hardening again. "Are you ready?" Dr. Black asked softly, smiling at Steve. "No," Steve whispered, "No, wait..." His voice was shaking, but his erection betrayed what he was feeling. As the finger went deeper, he let out a small moan, “No…” he gasped as he began to lose the will to fight. Dr. Black could see that Steve was struggling with his own desires, trying to resist the pleasure that was coursing through him. “Just relax, Captain,” he cooed, adding another finger. Steve's muscles tried to clench around the digits inside him, but they wouldn’t respond. Instead waves of pleasure rippled through his perfect body. The hero could feel the heat building up inside him, and he knew that he was powerless to stop it. He wanted to scream at the young man to stop, but all he could do was whimper and moan. The doctor squirted some more lube onto his fingers before plunging them back in. The warm liquid filled Steve's ass and spread inwards, making his muscled relax completely. Steve tried to shake his head, but his strength was drained away as he felt himself surrender to the feeling. He could only grunt and mumble incoherent noises as Dr. Black added yet another finger, stretching him open wide. The hero was on fire, every part of his body ignited with lust and desire. He looked down, seeing his own cock standing erect between his muscular legs, precum smeared over his perfect abs. Steve was horrified to realize that he was enjoying this intimate encounter with a boy; it was something he never thought he would be capable of doing. He struggled to gather his strength to push the doctor away, but the combination of the gel and the young doctor's gentle touch kept him rooted to the spot. “Stop…” he panted, the weakness in his voice made him sick as he laid there, letting this kid plunge his fingers in and out of him. He could hear the slurping sound as the doctor pumped his fingers in and out, stretching him out an inch at a time. Steve couldn't hold back any longer. He bit his lip, feeling the urge to cum rising within him as he felt himself slipping. Doctor Black merely continued pumping his fingers in and out of Steve's ass, savoring the sight of the superhero writhing beneath him. The room reverberated with the heavy panting sounds coming from Steve's mouth, his breathing labored from the relentless stimulation. "Please…" Steve begged, looking up at Dr. Black with pleading eyes filled with arousal. “Dear Captain,” Black said adding a third finger, “You don’t have to beg, I’ll give you what you want.” And stabbed them into the Avenger, pressing against Steve’s prostate. Steve cried out in ecstasy, arching his back and grinding against the doctor's hand. His cock throbbed violently, leaking copious amounts of pre-cum onto his stomach. Steve's body convulsed, the sheer intensity of the orgasm ripping through him was overwhelming. He couldn't help but release a guttural cry as he came, shooting ropes of white, sticky jizz all over his muscled abdomen. His eyes were wide as he experienced his first hands free orgasm. “FUCK!” he cried out, his ass clenching down on the boy’s fingers over and over as he felt all of the tension drain out of his body. He fell back on the bed, limbs twitching as his brain was flooded with pure ecstasy. Dr. Black pulled his fingers out with a wet pop, leaving the hero spent and gasping for breath. The German doctor wiped his hands on a towel, smiling smugly at the exhausted Avenger. "There's no need to thank me, Captain," he said, grinning wickedly, scooping up an amount of the hero's cum, "I'll take this as payment." He brought his hand to his face, licking Steve's seed off his fingers. "So delicious..." the boy said, as he leaned down and began to lap the rest of the cum off the hero's flawless body, “You are quite a snack, Herr Captain," he chuckled softly, running his tongue along Steve's chest, causing shivers to run down his spine. "W-what are you doing?" Steve asked weakly, the warmth from his ass now spreading to his entire body. The idea of being violated like this disgusted him, but the sensations of the boy’s tongue was making him moan. “I am doing what every good grandson does,” he said, wiping the cum off his chin, “I am trying to make my grandfather proud…or in this case…my great grandfather.” Steve’s eyes began to close as he struggled to stay awake but was failing badly… “Don’t worry captain, your life is about to become so much easier…” And then nothing. It wasn’t the first time Steve had woken up in a cell, hell it wasn’t the fifth, but it was the first time he came to completely naked. When he sat up his head spun for a moment, a sign he had been heavily sedated since most drugs burned through his body at an accelerated rate. He sat on the edge of the cot and looked around, stone walls, old, possibly a castle of some sort? Not the first one of those he had woken up in either. The rest of the room looked out of place compared to the stone, there was a small toilet and sink set up in the corner and instead of a door one side of the room was covered in a transparent field. Standing up he gingerly touched the glowing wall and felt a small shock. He looked around for cameras, but he had learned from SHIELD the newer ones were too small to be seen. Not bad as cells went but it didn’t tell him much, “So am I supposed to be afraid?” he called out, knowing he was being watched. A set of footsteps came down the hall, he waited until whoever it was made their entrance, since he could see past the wall. He was only slightly surprised to see “Doctor Black” come and stand in front of his cell. A blood red robe hung off his toned form, he looked in far better shape than the doctor’s coat had let on. “You’re awake,” he said with a smile, “How are we feeling?” “We are not amused,” Steve said snarking, “What’s the point of all this, and where are my damn clothes?” The boy grinned, “But Captain, look at you, why would you ever cover up such a masterpiece? If you were mine, I’d never let you wear clothes.” Steve’s blood boiled, “Look you fruitcake, I will ever be yours, so get to the point already!” Black laughed, “You are such a relic of your time Captain, fruitcake? You believe me a simple homosexual when the truth is, we are all fluid, we all have desires, some of us are just more open about it.” “I’m not here to debate sexuality Dr. Black,” the hero said, laying sarcasm on the title, “So why don’t you tell me why I am here?” The boy let out a bark of laughter, “Oh I assure you, I am a doctor, certified by SHIELD itself, that part if true, though I will admit, my last name is not Black.” “Am I supposed to care what it is?” The boy took a step towards the field, “You should, it’s Schmidt.” The second the word was uttered the pieces fit into place, the eyes, the smile…they belonged to his oldest for Red Skull! This boy was…his grandson? No, great grandson given the year. Steve looked around and realized he had been in this very castle before, though it was back in World War Two. “How did a descent of Red Skull get into SHIELD?” The boy shrugged, “You’d be surprised, after all Herr Captain, SHIELD like sexuality is fluid, it is many things.” Steve slammed his fist on the field, “What do you want! You know people will be looking for me.” “Will they? I mean if they didn’t think you were on a classified SHIELD mission and out of contact, they might…but that is exactly what they think, so no Captain, we have some time together.” “So, this is about revenge?” Schmidt gave him a wolf’s grin, “No Captain Rogers, this is about power. Who has it, who wants it and who will use it.” Steve rolled his eyes, “Well you sound like your grandfather, he liked the sound of his own voice too.” The boy raised an eyebrow, “Oh forgive me, I suppose the small talk portion of our meeting is over, shall we move on?” Steve stood up tall, “Whatever torture you can dream up, I can handle.” “Torture?” the boy asked in mock surprise, “Why would I torture you, when I can do this.” He produced a small remote from his pocket and pressed a button… And just like that Steve’s world was turned upside down. A lightning bolt of pleasure moved through his body, it was like a thousand tiny orgasms all at once. The hero gasped as his cock began to stir, his knees buckled as he felt wave after wave of ecstasy move through his muscled form. “What…” Steve cried out as he felt his body react to the sensations, “What are you doing to me?” he finally asked. “My name is Lukas Schmid,” he said, his German accent now evident, “And I am breaking you Captain, in ways my grandfather only dreamed of.” With a flourish, Schmidt pressed a button on the remote control, and Steve felt an explosion of pleasure surge through his body. His cock throbbed, his balls tightened, and his hips instinctively arched upwards. The hero's breathing became ragged, his heart pounding wildly in his chest. He tried to fight the sensation, but his body refused to obey. "Do you enjoy this, Captain?" Schmidt taunted, waving the remote control in front of Steve's face, “This is my Lustverstärker, I designed it to use your own enhanced nervous system against you. On a normal human this might cause an awkward erection but implanted in your perfect body…it makes pure pleasure as long as it is on.” “Stop…” Steve gasped as he struggled to stay standing, “Don’t do this…” he was barely able to say. “But Captain, I have read your file, you have too long deprived this perfect fucking form the pleasure it deserves, I am just helping it out.” Steve could feel his cock throb, precum pooling under him as he tried to block the feelings out to no avail. It wasn’t an emotion he could control, it was just pure sexual energy over and over making him shake with desire. The more he fought it the harder it got, his dick swelling and lengthening with each pulse of pleasure. Lukas couldn’t help but grin at the sight, seeing the hero’s cock harden, hearing him moan out loud. He had done it, he had found a way to weaken the great Captain America, but that wasn’t good enough. "Isn't it amazing how much pleasure you can experience when you let yourself, Captain?" Lukas said, pressing the button and increasing the intensity. Steve couldn't help but arch his back, as his cock grew harder and pulsed with each passing second. "Does it feel good, Captain?" Lukas asked, grinning wickedly. Steve shook his head, fighting the overwhelming desire that threatened to consume him. "No," he whispered hoarsely, "It feels wrong." Lukas tilted his head, studying Steve carefully. "Wrong?" he questioned, "Why is it wrong if it feels so unbelievably right?" His question hit Steve like a punch to the gut. He couldn't deny the incredible, almost overwhelming pleasure he was experiencing. He had never felt anything like this before, not even close. The intense, pulsating pleasure was driving him wild, making him desperate for more. Yet, despite the physical bliss, Steve knew deep down that it was wrong, this was just another one of Red Skull’s weapons being used against him. Not the device, the boy, he had been forged in hatred and now he was taking it out on him. “Please son, your grandfather,” he gasped, struggling not to grab his cock, “Was a horrible person, he killed thousands…you can do better!” “Oh, I plan on it,” the boy said laughing, “I don’t want to kill anyone,” he turned the device up again, “I plan on ruling them all.” Steve groaned loudly, his body jerking as his cock hardened even more, he was starting to leak more precum, “Please…stop.” Lukas studied the hero, watching him writhe in agony-pleasure, “Is that what you really want? Your mouth is protesting…but that cock is saying…” he pushed the button again, “More!” Steve screamed out, the pleasure consuming him, his whole body burning. His cock was rock hard, his hands twitched, longing to jerk off, and it seemed like every nerve ending in his body was screaming for more. “Please…” he pleased, not this…” “Exactly like this,” Lukas said winking at the hero, “Don’t worry Captain, this is just our first lesson.” And he walked away, the pleasure not stopping for a moment. “NO!” Steve screamed, “TUIRN IT OFF!” he called after the boy, knowing he couldn’t handle much more. The boy didn’t come back, leaving the living legend in a state of constant agitation. Each second the waves of pleasure seemed to grow, making his smooth, toned body shake. Steve was rapidly losing control, he could feel the precum oozing from his swollen cock, covering his abs. He looked down at his cock, the huge, reddish-purple head pleased with him and he knew he was going to lose this battle. Slowly, inch by inch his hand moved towards his aching cock, the whole time his mind screaming at him not to do this, not here…not like this. But it was no use, he needed to cum, there was nothing more important than that right now. His hand wrapped around his throbbing shaft, squeezing it gently, and he moaned loudly. "Oh god," he groaned, thrusting his hips forward, "I need to cum." The words came out in a desperate plea, and he couldn't help but start stroking faster. The pressure built up inside him, becoming unbearable with each new stroke. The hero's cock grew impossibly larger, pulsing with every beat of his thundering heart. His hand flew up and down his shaft, sending shockwaves of pleasure through his quivering body. He knew he was being watched, most likely filmed but he didn’t care, he needed to cum. Steve gripped his cock harder, his strokes growing faster and more forceful. The hero's breathing became ragged, his lips parted in a silent moan, as his body prepared for the inevitable release. As he pumped his cock, Steve's thoughts raced, filled with shame and self-loathing. How could he allow himself to be reduced to this? He was Captain America, a symbol of freedom and justice, not a pathetic captive masturbating for the amusement of his enemies. But as he closed his eyes and focused on the sensation building within him, Steve realized that he couldn't stop himself. The pleasure was too intense, too overwhelming, and he simply couldn't resist. His strokes became faster, more frantic, and he could feel the impending orgasm approaching. “Shit,” he hissed, feeling his balls start to tingle, “Oh god I’m close…” he sobbed, knowing he couldn’t stop himself now. His hand moved faster, his thumb rubbing the tip of his cock, the sensation nearly unbearable. His muscles started to tighten, his balls drew up and he knew he was about to explode. “Yes, yes, YES!” he shouted, feeling semen shoot out of his cock, splashing against his face first and then his pecs and abs. As soon as the first shot left him, Steve felt the pleasure overwhelm him as the device took the orgasm and made it transcendent. He felt his body seize up and he collapsed back onto the cot, cum spraying over his flawless body as he shook. It was as if the orgasm wouldn’t end, the waves of pleasure continuing to wash over him like the tide. Every muscle in his body tensed and relaxed as if possessed by a rhythmic dance. His vision blurred and he could hear his breaths echoing around him, sounding louder than thunder. His cock remained erect, throbbing with residual pleasure. Steve lay motionless for several moments, trying to recover from the overwhelming sensation. Slowly, he opened his eyes and looked around the cell, his gaze eventually landing on the shimmering energy wall separating him from the outside world. Through the transparent barrier, he saw a reflection of himself, covered in sweat and semen, looking utterly defeated. The pleasure didn’t stop coming and as he watched himself, Steve gripped his cock again, using his own cum as lube and began to stroke himself again, never breaking eye contact with his reflection. And with a strange combination of loathing and lust, he watched his muscled ripple as he began to jerk off again, the pleasure once again drowning him. He stared at his reflection as he worked his cock, his movements fast and erratic, desperate for another fix. "No!" he whimpered, but the pleading tone was lost beneath the rapid cadence of his strokes. "Not like this…" he muttered, slapping his palm against his cock, his fist clutching his shaft tightly. "I'm not this person…" he gasped, his other hand tracing lines across his smooth, hairless skin. "This isn't me…" Throughout the entire process, Steve kept eye contact with his reflection. It was as if he was trying to reconnect with something lost, some aspect of himself that had been stripped away by the relentless onslaught of pleasure. Despite his inner turmoil, it was impossible to ignore the immense satisfaction that coursed through his veins. He felt alive, invigorated, and yet ashamed. How could he reconcile this primal, carnal hunger with his lifelong dedication to honor and duty? He saw the hunger in his eyes as he stroked and stood up, approaching the reflection, stroking furiously. "This isn't me…it's not me…" he repeated, as his cock pulsed in his grasp, all he could look at was his swollen cock, his precum covering his hand making it slick…he thrust his hips forward, fucking his own hands as he moaned, he felt so fucking dirty…but it felt so good. His breaths became heavy, he could smell his own scent, he could taste his own salty sweat mixed with the cum dripping off his face, he could sense his own need getting deeper and darker. The relentless pleasure continued to course through his veins, making him dizzy with lust. He knew he was acting like an animal, but it didn't matter; the craving for release had taken over everything else. He felt himself get close again and his thrusts sped up as he watched the frantic look on his face, “Oh god…” he sobbed as he got closer… he could feel the orgasm gathering inside him. “Oh god not again…” The familiar sensation began to build within him, his body shaking uncontrollably as he reached the brink. His cock, glistening with his own seed, pulsed wildly in his grip. With a final, desperate cry, Steve erupted, shooting streams of white, sticky liquid toward his reflection. The orgasm seemed to last forever again, each wave of pleasure stronger than the last. His cock remained erect, throbbing with residual pleasure, his legs shaking from the strain. Steve lay on the cot, panting heavily, his body saturated with sweat and cum. He couldn't believe what his body was capable of enduring, and he knew he might have crossed a line he may never return from. As he laid there he tried to relax, but the pleasure just kept coming and coming… Groaning Steve turned around, trapping his cock between his abs and the cot and began to hump the material, “Oh fuck yeah!” he cried out as he thrust into the blanket savagely. The image of Captain America’s dimpled as moving up and down as he masturbated on his cot filled the monitor as Lukas watched. He smiled as he heard the stoic hero break down, his own lust overtaking his morals and decency. He watched the living legend rut into the thin blanket like an animal and knew…this was going to work. Time stopped having any meaning after a while, all Steve could do was cum and cum…finally at some point he passed out, his regenerative powers making his cock ever ready no matter how many times he came. He came awake slowly, realizing he had been fucking his bed again in his sleep. Without missing a beat, the hero sped up his thrusts, wanting to start the morning with a good cum like he normally did. His hips moved up and down as he imagined the receptionist from the doctor’s office under him, the friction of the blanket on his cock was delicious and he craved more. He felt his balls start to retract and knew he was close again. “Take my cock,” he muttered under his breath, imaging the woman writhing under him, he could hear her moans and sighs as his cock began to shoot again, the device making the orgasm once again an explosion of pure ecstasy that just fried Steve’s mind of all logic and decency. He collapsed in his own pool of cum, feeling the pleasure start to build up again… “I hope you bought the bed dinner at least,” Lukas’s voice came from the other side of the field. Steve’s head snapped to the right and realized the boy had been watching him the whole time. Shame filled his mind as he slowly sat up, realizing he was smeared with cum, “Did you enjoy the show?” “Oh, how I did!” the boy exclaimed, “You are a beast…I look forward to seeing that exuberance up close.” “I am never going to touch you,” Stev e hissed, wrapping the blanket around his waist. “So modest!” Lukas teased, “I mean I’ve already seen everything.” “You made your point,” Steve tried to reason, ignoring the pleasure, “You can let me go now.” “Let you go?” the boy sounded shocked, “My dear Captain, we haven’t even started yet, this was just to test if the Lustverstärker works, which it obviously does. Now we get to the real lesson.” “Lesson?” Steve asked, his stomach turning in something akin to fear. “Lessons,” Schimdt corrected him, “Let’s try with something easy, kneel.” Steve’s eyes glared at the boy, “Men like me don’t kneel to men like you.” Lukas’s head fell back in laughter, “Oh my, that was impressive, it would have been more if you weren’t covered in cum, but nice try, nonetheless. Now kneel.” “Never,” Steve said through gritted teeth. Lukas pulled out the remote and Steve steeled himself for more pleasure…and then turned it off. The sudden halt of the vibrations felt abnormal to Steve and then was instantly followed by ripples of pain. Not just any pain but the pain of a thousand fires, it felt like every nerve ending in his body had caught flame and was burning beneath his skin, He cried out, his body tensing up as all he knew was agonizing pain. Steve scrambled back, falling awkwardly on the cot, his limbs moving frantically. The hero groaned loudly, unable to control his writhing body "What are you doing?" Steve yelled, his voice shaking with anger and desperation. "STOP!" Steve screamed, his cries echoing through the cold, damp walls of the cell. The searing pain that consumed his whole body seemed to worsen with every passing second. He clawed at the concrete floor, seeking any relief from the torment. He tried to focus past the pain, control it, but it was not a pain that was real, it was inside of him. He had shrugged off bullet wounds that had not hurt like this…it was overwhelming. “So, Captain, tell me more about people like you and me,” the boy said, watching the hero twist and turn on the bed. “Stop…” Steve pleaded, not sure how much more he could take. “You stop it,” Lukas snapped, “Kneel!” he ordered the hero, pointing at the ground below him. Steve swallowed hard, his heart pounding in his chest at the prospect of surrendering to this young man. He fought back tears, desperately trying to control his body. “You are only extending your agony, simply kneel to me.” Lukas commanded, gesturing with his hand to the cold stone floor. Steve grit his teeth, his sweaty hair clinging to his forehead. He stared daggers at the younger man, feeling an internal struggle raging within him. Each moment of silence stretched, each second that passed by seemed to last an eternity with the pain. Finally, not able to endure any more, the hero reluctantly climbed off the cot and moved towards the field. He got to Lukas and saw the boy’s eyes flashing with amusement. Finally, Steve slowly knelt down on both knees, his face touching the ground. As soon as he did the pain vanished as the pleasure returned, flooding his body completely. Steve exhaled heavily, feeling his heart racing in his chest. His cock sprang back to life at once, pulsating strongly. The young man smirked down at him, his gaze raking over Steve's body appreciatively. "That was impressive, dear Captain," he said, his voice dripping with malice. "Are you a good boy?” Steve looked up at him in confusion. “I asked you a question, are you a good boy?” “I asked you a question, are you a good boy?” Steve glared at him, “I am not saying that.” Lukas just raised an eyebrow and the pleasure vanished again. Steve screamed on all fours, the agony seemingly tenfold from last time. “I asked you a question Herr captain, are you a good boy?” Schmidt repeated firmly, his tone demanding obedience. Steve fought back screams; his body racked with pain. He considered the consequences of defying Schmidt again, knowing full well that resisting meant enduring unbearable torture. Reluctantly, he forced the words past his lips, “Yes, I am a good boy.” And just like that the pleasure returned and Steve let out a sigh, the relief was instant and once again all he knew was bliss. Lukas dropped the field and walked into the cell with him, “So, we have learned the first lesson,” the boy ran his fingers through Steve’s hair and the hero hated the way the touch was like a thousand little explosions of pleasure. He fought the urge to push his head into the touch for more, instead trying to focus. “It is simple, defy me,” the pleasure vanished, replaced with the molten fire in his veins, “Obey me,” and the nirvanic pleasure returned. Steve was panting on the ground, unable to fully comprehend his situation. “Now, come here boy,” Lukas commanded, “We shall learn the rest of your lessons.” Steve looked up at him, he was completely dominated by the younger man, his body betraying him, his mind losing all coherent thought. His cock was rock hard, throbbing painfully between his legs. He knew the humiliation he was suffering, but the pleasure was so overwhelming that he found himself unable to resist. “Face me,” the boy ordered, “Look at me.” Steve hesitated, but the unrelenting wave of pleasure surged through him, forcing him to comply. His legs wobbled, but he managed to stand upright, facing Lukas. The villainous doctor studied his captive, admiring the hero's perfect physique. Steve's chest heaved with anticipation, his mind reeling from the sensual torment. “Now, open my robe, take in my body.” At the command, Steve's trembling hands reached out and gently unfastened the belt holding the robe closed. Slowly, he pushed the garment open, revealing Lukas' toned, chiseled body. Steve stared at the younger man in astonishment, his eyes widening as he took in the sight of the massive cock resting between his legs. It was larger than anything Steve had ever seen before – a truly colossal specimen, thick and uncut it hung there soft, larger than most men were hard. The hero gulped nervously, feeling his own cock stiffen against his abdomen against his will. “Look on it,” the boy commanded, “That is a fine German cock, a master cock!” he reached over and stroked Steve’s hard member, “This is a fine piece, a great American cock, but this,” he took Steve’s hand and placed it on his cock, “This is your master now.” Steve’s hand was frozen, just gripping the boy’s cock, the heat of it as it slowly hardened in his hand was insane. He felt the cock twitch and pulse, getting harder by the second. Steve could almost feel the cock pulsing with a life of its own. He couldn’t believe how big it was, how hard it was becoming. Steve’s own cock throbbed and leaked as the device made this pleasurable to him. “Do it,” Schmidt commanded, “Stroke my cock.” With shaking hands, Steve wrapped his fist around the monster cock and began to stroke it, feeling every vein, every ridge. “Worship that cock dear captain, show me you understand its power.” As Steve listened to the commands, his hand automatically moved faster, rubbing the thick length of the cock, feeling the bulges and ridges underneath his palm. The hero's heart raced, his cock throbbing between his legs with each stroke, the device making him throb with each stroke. The more he jerked the boy off the more pleasure he got himself…he urged himself to stop but he couldn’t stop the loop. He could smell the musky scent of Lukas's arousal, which only served to heighten his own excitement. Despite his efforts to resist, Steve found himself completely submissive to the younger man's demands. The pleasure was too much, and he grabbed the cock with both hands, wanting to pleasure himself as he pleasured the boy. As he worked on it, it grew even bigger, reaching incredible lengths and thickness. Steve gasped at the size, terrified by the monster dick. As he continued to pump it, he felt his own cock become harder and bigger, aching for release. "Good boy," Lukas purred, his cock growing impossibly huge in Steve's grip. "Such a good boy.:” The words sent more pleasure into the hero’s body, and he moaned in response, his hands moving faster. Steve stroked the massive cock with such force and fervor that it seemed almost desperate. His own cock throbbed with each pass of his hand, eager for release. He couldn't believe how willingly he was submitting to the younger man, his body craving more pleasure. He looked into the boy’s eyes and saw the amusement in them, and he knew this was the true torture. “Very good,” he said, pulling Steve’s hands away, “You can be taught, now…kneel.” Steve paused, looking up at the handsome young man, knowing that he would be punished if he refused. He slowly lowered himself, kneeling in front of the towering figure. “Show me respect, show me devotion, boy,” Lukas ordered, grabbing Steve’s chin and lifting his face. Steve looked into the blue eyes, seeing pure evil reflected back at him. “Worship that German cock properly,” Lukas whispered, his deep voice resonating with dark intent. Steve's heart rate accelerated, his body reacting instinctively to the provocative command. His hands trembled, reaching out to caress the enormous shaft. He traced the veined surface with tender care, marveling at its immense size. As he cupped the swollen head, his thumb lightly grazing the tip, he could feel Lukas' powerful erection throbbing beneath his touch. “It grows tired of your hand, it craves something more,” Lukas said, waiting for Steve to understand. Steve looked down at the giant cock in his hands, it seemed to grow larger and firmer with each heartbeat. “Suck it,” he finally heard himself whisper, the words sounding alien in his ears. He lifted his face to meet Lukas's gaze, his eyes filled with shame and desperation. The boy smiled, placing his hands on Steve's shoulders and guiding him closer. Steve's heart raced, his throat tightening up as he leaned forward, feeling the warm, moist air on his face. “Please…” Steve sobbed, “Don’t make me do this…” “No one is making you do anything captain, this is all you…” The boy assured him, “Just remember what it feels like without the pleasure…” With a whimper, Steve opened his mouth, parting his lips slightly. He could feel the cock pressing against his lower lip, his eyes watering as he prepared himself for the intrusion. He hesitated for a moment, taking a deep breath and then plunging his head downwards. Steve's mouth engulfed the head of the massive cock, his tongue automatically wrapping around it. The taste overwhelmed him, a mix of muskiness and precum that seemed to coat his entire mouth. As he began to suck on the boy’s cock the device spiked, sending more ecstasy through Steve’s perfect body and it was as if he was sucking on his own cock. As he sucked harder on the boy the mor pleasure he got, he moaned as he felt himself lose control. The taste of his precum filled his mouth, the cock swelling in his mouth. Steve moaned louder, his cheeks hollowing out as he bobbed his head up and down. He loved the sensation of the cock sliding past his lips, the suction creating a tight seal as he went deeper and deeper. Each lick sent erotic sparks to Steve’s leaking cock, causing him to worship the cock even more. He wanted to please the young man because it meant more pleasure for him. His hands grasped the base of the cock, helping to guide it deeper into his mouth. Steve's mouth stretched wider and wider, accommodating the incredible girth of the massive member. The hero was amazed at how easily his mouth accepted the invader, swallowing it down without resistance. He continued to bob his head up and down, savoring the taste of the younger man's pre-cum. “Did you think you would be back here? Back on your knees sucking a German cock captain? Worship that meat! Show me you serve the superior man!” Lukas commanded as he watched the living legend suck his cock. Steve felt his jaw begin to ache as he deep-throated the thick shaft, his throat muscles struggling to accommodate the monstrous member. Steve felt his cock throbbing against his abdomen, begging for attention while he focused on pleasing the young German. "Mmm, yes, that's it," Lukas murmured, "Suck it harder my good boy." The words sent a shock of pleasure and Steve eagerly complied, his mouth stretching wider and wider to accommodate the throbbing cock. He could sense the power emanating from the massive tool, filling his entire mouth with an intoxicating mixture of lust and submission. The hero reveled in the sensation, his cock growing closer to cumming with each passing second. "Oh, I see that you're enjoying yourself," Lukas observed, his blue eyes gleaming with amusement. "Tell me, Captain, does it feel good to be reduced to a mere fuck hole for Red Skull's grandson?" Steve's jaw clenched tightly, his pride stung by the demeaning accusation. Yet, he couldn't deny the feelings washing over him - a potent cocktail of pain, arousal, and utter helplessness. He pulled off the cock, "Shut up," he spat out angrily, his voice hoarse and strained. Lukas laughed and the pleasure vanished, Steve yelped and went back to sucking on the boy’s cock, desperate to be enveloped by the sexual nirvana again. Shame filled his brain as Lukas thrust his hips forward to impale Steve’s mouth on his cock, “The great Captain America worshipping a superior German cock, come now Captain, you are enjoying this!” The young man’s words cut deeply into Steve’s psyche, tearing away the remnants of his dignity. The taste of the boy’s precum filled his mouth, mixing with saliva as he continued to suck the cock with increasing fervor. He could feel the pleasure building up within him, threatening to overwhelm his senses. His cock throbbed, aching for release. “I imagine you were like this during the war, used by the men as a whore, the German soldiers fucking your perfect body as you begged for more…was that how it was?” Lukas taunted the hero. As the boy talked the device sent more and more pleasure through Steve, just the thought of the horrible scenario he was explaining made his cock ache and he began to see the image. Him laid out, young German soldiers plunging their cocks into him over and over, him sucking on their mighty cocks as he was doing now…as revolting as the idea was the device sent nothing but pleasure and Steve found himself moaning around the boy’s giant cock, wanting more. He was horrified at the mental images, the idea of being used by so many, he was disgusted with himself but his cock throbbed and leaked, and he needed the cum so bad. “I bet you had to beg for their seed. Oh, you must have loved the taste of their cocks, Captain America, huh? You probably begged to swallow them dry, to lap up their jizz after they fucked you, didn’t you?” Lukas spoke with venom, his cock pumping in Steve’s mouth. The hero swallowed convulsively, his throat contracting around the gargantuan tool. The sensation of being taken advantage of was overwhelming, but the device ensured that Steve was drowning in pleasure. His cock throbbed, yearning for release; the need to appease the cruel doctor drove him to desperation. "Of course, you were an insatiable slut for those German soldiers," Lukas sneered, his blue eyes boring into Steve's soul. "They fucked you senseless, didn't they? " Lukas snarled, his cock pulsating with each word. "You were their plaything, their bitch, their whore." Steve remained silent, his mouth still wrapped around the boy's cock. The humiliation burned within him, but the overwhelming pleasure prevented him from protesting. The device manipulated his body, making him crave the forbidden pleasures he was experiencing. He could hear the words echoing in his mind, painting a vivid picture of his imagined existence during WWII. “Beg me to make you cum captain, tell me you worship this fat German cock as you did all those years ago!” Lukas said, pulling the hero off his cock. Steve looked at the cock and then up at the boy, his body shaking with the need to cum, “Beg me as you did to the nazis that fucked you.” Lukas demanded, his finger tracing the outline of Steve’s lips. Steve looked at the beautiful cock, imagining the hands of the young men who could have fucked him...the device making even that fantasy pleasurable. Steve fought it as long as he could but all he could see was images of himself being used…hard, smooth bodies plunging into him, all with this boy’s magnificent cock… “Please let me cum!” he blurted out, hating it the moment he said it. “Are you my good boy?” Lukas asked, holding Steve away from his cock. Without a second’s hesitation he said, “I’m a good boy, I can be your good boy! Please let me cum!” Lukas seemed pleased, “And who has the superior cock?” Steve broke down, “You do, you have the superior German cock…” Lukas grinned widely, his cock twitching with delight, “Well then make me cum captain, drink my cum and you will cum with me!” With a loud groan, Steve lunged forward, swallowing the giant cock, his mouth stretching wider and wider to accommodate its enormous girth. The hero sucked on the massive tool with all his might, his teeth scraping against the veiny surface. He could feel the cock swelling under his tongue, growing even larger and harder. With each stroke, Steve's mouth became wetter and slicker, his saliva lubricating the process. The hero's jaw ached relentlessly, yet he pushed onward, determined to bring Lukas to orgasm. Steve's tongue swirled around the bulbous head, looking to stimulate the sensitive parts of the cock. His hands gripped the base firmly, controlling the depth and speed of the deep-throating motion. Steve's passion intensified, his cock throbbing wildly against his abdomen. He could feel the tensing of the massive rod in his mouth, signaling that Lukas was nearing his peak. “I’m close slut…you’re about to drink the first of many loads from my cock…relish it captain…swallow it with pride!” Lukas cried. The hero could feel the heat radiating from the gargantuan cock, his mouth burning from the contact. His own cock ached, desperate for release, but he ignored the pain, focusing purely on bringing the younger man to climax. Steve redoubled his efforts, sucking and slurping noisily on the massive tool. His cheeks hollowed out, his eyes locked onto the swollen head. Precum flooded his mouth and he knew the boy was about to cum. Steve sucked harder, his tongue frantically licking and swirling around the massive cockhead. He desperately wanted to taste the seed that flowed from the gargantuan cock. His heart pounded furiously in his chest, adrenaline coursing through his veins. Steve was on the precipice of a climactic explosion himself, his cock throbbing relentlessly. "Oh God, yes," Lukas groaned, his body stiffening. "Swallow it you American whore!" Steve felt the first shot of cum hit the back of his throat and the pleasure from tasting it made his own cock explode. The two men were cumming together, Steve's seed spraying all over his abs and Lukas's cock shooting load after load into Steve's mouth. He felt the warmth of the semen in his mouth, his own cum dribbling down his cock onto his balls. He struggled to maintain composure as the thick semen filled his mouth, the texture rich and creamy. He swallowed greedily, feeling the load fill his stomach. Lukas continued to cum, spurt after spurt of cum splashing onto Steve's tongue. "Drink it," Lukas demanded, "drink it all, you fucking whore." Steve obeyed, swallowing every drop of Lukas's seed. He savored the taste, feeling the warmth and richness of the ejaculate coating his tongue and throat. Lukas began to pull his cock from Steve's mouth, the hero’s vision blurred, his mind buzzing, Steve felt the cock slip from his mouth, followed by a stream of cum pouring down his chin. He caught some of it with his hand, wiping it on his mouth, savoring the sticky warmth The cockhead glistened with saliva, and Steve gasped for breath, his face flushed. “Such a good boy,” Lukas said breathing hard, “Be my good boy and clean that German cock like the whore you are.” Steve leaned in, lapping the cum off the boys softening cock, licking the entire surface, making sure to clean the entire cock. When he was done Lukas pointed to the floor, “And your mess?” Steve looked down at the puddle of cum on the cold stone floor, his face blushing with embarrassment at how much there was. He knelt down towards the puddle, his face contorting in disgust. But the memory of the memory of the pain was still fresh in his mind, and a strange compulsion urged him to taste his own seed. He bent down and began to lap his cum off the floor like a dog. The action was degrading and humiliating, but the thought of being punished by the younger man sent shivers down his spine. He scooped up some of the sticky goo from his face with his fingers and sucking them dry. The taste was sour and salty, a stark contrast to the sweet flavor of Lukas's cum. Steve groaned softly, his body betraying the pleasure he felt despite the revulsion. Steve glanced up at Lukas, the young man's smirk reminding him of his powerlessness. Steve swallowed thickly, aware that his fate rested upon the whims of this arrogant young German. “Rest,” the boy said pointing to the cot, “You will need your strength for what comes next.” Steve nodded and collapsed onto the bed, the device pumping just enough pleasure through him to make him content and sleepy. Lukas leaned in and whispered in Steve’s ear, “Sleep, sleep and dream of those fine Nazi soldiers fucking you over and over…” Steve moaned as he drifted off, his cock hardening as he imagined himself being taken by them over and over… Lukas walked out and activated the field again…a good first start. Steve dreamt of the war. He dreamed of his first night overseas, the horrible show where the troops laughed him off the stage. He dreamed of retreating back to his tent, mortified at the reaction, wondering why he thought it would be any different. He knew in reality he would emerge to the rain, sitting under the stage sketching when Peggy found him…but in the dream that didn’t happen. Instead, as he changed out of the ridiculous costume, they had designed the tent opened and two of the men walked in. Steve tried to cover himself, “Um, changing here guys.” The first man gave him a leering grin, “Don’t cover up on account of us sweetheart…” he pulled the shirt away from him, revealing the massive pair of pecs the serum had given him. “Holy cow!” one of the other man exclaimed, “He’s got bigger titties than my girl back home!” The first man grabbed Steve’s meaty pecs, squeezing them, “He’s right, you got quite a rack here sweet tits.” Steve was revolted but the sensation of the man’s rough hands on his nipples made him moan out loud as his chest pushed forward, silently begging for more. “Oh, you like that?” the man said, pinching the erect nipples, Steve gasped as his body shook, “Oh you do…come on baby…you’re here to entertain the troops, right?” He pushed Steve down onto his cot, his hands moving over his swollen tits, kneading and pinching them causing him to writhe under the brute. “Don’t…” Steve gasped as the other man began to take the rest of the costume off, revealing that flawless body. “Shhh,” the first man said, pinching with one hand and undoing his belt with the other, “You want this slut…you know you do.” Steve shook his head as the man fished out a thick cock that was dripping precum onto his fingers, “No…not a fruit…” The man pinched his nipple again and Steve arched his back, his cock straining the thing cotton boxers he had on. It was obvious his body was enjoying it, even if his mouth wasn’t. “I dunno baby, you seem to be pretty into it.” The second man pulled his boxers down and his cock sprang free slapping up against his abs, “Jeez…look at this shit, a cock like this wasted on a pansy!” “I dunno,” the first man said, straddling Steve’s face, “It ain’t that big, look at mine.” Steve’s eyes bugled as he saw the man’s massive cock begin to lower itself towards his mouth, “Come on faggot…suck it.” Steve closed his mouth, trying to push him off when the second man grabbed his cock and stroked it, “I mean I could tear pussy up with this!” The sensation was like an explosion and Steve moaned loudly, giving the man a chance to shove his cock into his mouth. “There you go…come on you fucking fruit, suck a real man’s cock!” Steve felt his mind recoil as the man began to piston into his mouth, the taste of his precum filling his mouth…and then something changed… The sensation of the cock choking his mouth began to feel good and Steve slowly began to lick around the man’s meat…each lick sending more and more pleasure through him. “There ya go…don’t tell me you ain’t sucked a cock!” the man said, grabbing Steve’s hair and shoving him down on the cock. The pleasure filled his mind as he felt the massive cock slide over his tongue, each vein and ridge pressing down on his tongue. He objectively knew this was wrong, he wasn’t gay, he didn’t suck cock…but as he nursed on the man’s meat, lovingly sucking for each drop of precum he realized he loved it…he loved sucking the man’s cock. “Yeah, you got it, come on…make this soldier cum…” Steve’s mind was a jumble, dream logic began to twist his need to be a patriot, to serve his country and his desire for pleasure and he began to service the man out of duty. He sucked harder, grabbing the man’s hips, helping him thrust it into his mouth. “Oh fuck…he is into this!” the man cried, feeling the great Captain America try to deep throat him. “I saw your queer ass movie at the movies, you and a bunch of faggots playing war…they fuck you too?” And just like that he was back on the movie stage, on his back as his costars took turns fucking him, the harsh lights above him as the camera rolled. “Oh god fuck me!” he heard himself scream as the man’s cock plunged in and out of him. The man looked like Bucky almost… And he was back at the Stark Expo, Bucky had dragged him to a bathroom, face up against the bathroom stall as he fucked him, “You be a freak and chase away the girls then you give up your pussy Steve…you know the rules!” Steve pushed back, slamming his hips back into his friend’s cock, “Oh Buck fuck me…please…use me…” Bucky chuckled, “Just like when we were kids… And Steve was suddenly a teenager in Bucky’s bed. His bed squeaked as Bucky slammed his cock into him, “Yeah you my little slut Steve?” Steve threw his head back, “Oh god Buck…your cock!” “Shut up! You want my dad coming in?” he asked and then smiled, “Or is that what you want?” And Bucky’s dad was there suddenly, Steve sandwiched between the two of them ass both cocks stretched his hole wide, “OH FUCK!” “Fuck him pop, he loves it!” Bucky grinned. “You wanna live here slut? We can put the cushions on the floor and fuck you with your legs spread? All you gotta do is shine my shoes, maybe take out the trash and give up his cunt…” “Anything Buck! I’ll be your slut…forever!” Bucky’s face melted and under it was Red Skull, grinning as he fucked Steve, “What makes you so special you American whore? What is it?” Steve writhed under the force of the fat German cock as it split him in half, “FUCK ME, OH FUCK ME HARDER!” he pleaded as he rode the Hydra leader’s cock. Red Skull pushed him off his cock and Steve fell to the floor… And landed on the stone floor of his cell. He knelt there on all fours, his cock throbbing as images of all those men fucking him began to fade him his mind. He was awake now, but the dreams felt like memories… He closed his eyes, trying to banish the thoughts but they were burned into his mind, he could swear he could still smell the sex… He got up and crawled back onto his cot, his cock was leaking profusely…he had almost cum in his sleep. Steve didn’t move, he knew he was being filmed, he refused to jerk off for Lukas. But as he laid there the device kept pumping pleasure through his body and the images kept replaying over and over… As seconds turned into minutes his traitorous dick refused to relent and his hand began creeping down his abs, before grabbing the thick shaft tightly. Steve started stroking himself off, his cock swelling in his grip. He was ashamed, but he needed relief. His hips rocked as he began to pump faster, his thumb rubbing the tip of his cock. “Holy shit, he is jerking off!” a voice called out from the other side of the field. Steve jumped up, his cock slapping his abs as he saw two young Hydra agents staring at him from the other side of the cell, mouths open in shock. He quickly dropped his hand to his side, his cock throbbing in embarrassment. "What do you want?" he growled defensively. The men quickly composed themselves, “The Master wants you, come.” The first boy turned off the field as the second led the captain out of the cell. “Come along, Captain,” he said, his tone mockingly polite. “Your Master awaits.” One of the boys walked behind them, his hand moving out and caressing Steve’s smooth ass, “You have a fat American ass…” he said with a slight German accent. Steve tensed, but did not react, he knew that any sign of resistance would lead to punishment. The boy grabbed both cheeks and squeezed, the device turned itself up, making the touch incredibly enticing. Steve stifled a moan and the boy walking next to him laughed, “Look, he likes it!” he said, grabbing Steve’s leaking cock and giving it a little squeeze. Steve groaned quietly, unable to resist the sensual touch. The boy behind him moved up, pressing his body up to Steve’s naked form, “Is that true captain?” he whispered in Steve’s ear, “Am I turning you on?” his tongue licking slowly around Steve’s ear. Steve shivered involuntarily, his cock twitching in response. He could feel the device humming gently against his skin, amplifying the sensation tenfold. Every touch, every word spoken in his ear, seemed to send electric shocks straight to his balls. “You know, my father always told me, ‘Never waste an opportunity,’” the boy holding his cock said. “And here comes an opportunity knocking on our door.” With deft fingers, the boy reached down to cup Steve’s massive balls, squeezing them gently. Steve moaned loudly, unable to resist the pleasurable sensations coursing through his body. The boy released one ball, tracing a slow path down Steve’s thigh, before reaching back to grasp his hip. His movements were deliberate, purposeful, designed to torment and tease Steve mercilessly. "Oh, what a naughty American hero you are," the boy behind him murmured, his breath hot against Steve's neck. "You've been such a good boy, haven't you?" His words echoed in Steve's ears, fueling the fire burning deep within him. Steve stood rigid, his heart pounding furiously against his ribcage. He glanced at the young Hydra agents surrounding him, their hands casually molesting his naked body. The taunting smiles on their faces sent chills down Steve's spine and caused his cock to stiffen even more. The second boy grasped his cock again and Steve closed his eyes and moaned, “I’m a good boy…” he whispered, “I’m a good boy.” The boy looked at each other and smiled, the second one undid his pants, revealing another huge uncut cock, “Then prove it, be a good boy.” He took Steve’s shoulder and guided him down to his knees, Steve protested but his body responded immediately, he could smell the sweaty cock right in front of his nose. Steve paused, his lips trembling slightly as he stared at the throbbing member in front of him. His mind raced, desperately trying to pull himself together, regain control. He inhaled deeply, taking in the scent of leather and sweat mixed with the lingering aroma of youth and found his cock aching for release… The boy pressed his leaking cock to Steve’s sealed lips, smearing his precum across them like lipstick, “Come on…make this soldier cum…” The words from his dream came flying back to Steve and he parted his lips, taking the boy’s cock into his mouth. It tasted different than in his dreams, less salty, more bitter perhaps… But the taste excited him, excited his body, and when his lips wrapped around the cock and he sucked gently he almost screamed as a wave of pleasure pulsed through him. The device was amplifying everything, Steve's senses were on overload, he wanted to throw his head back and howl, but instead he moaned softly, his throat vibrating around the cock in his mouth. He started sucking harder, the cock sliding easily between his lips, his saliva dripping down his chin. He ran his tongue around the sensitive underside and the boy let out a soft cry, “Yes… Yes…” he whispered, gripping Steve’s hair roughly, “I have an Avenger sucking my cock!” he exclaimed to the other boy who was watching with lust in his eyes. The boy behind him knelt down and spread Steve’s perfect ass cheeks, “And I am about to lick an Avenger’s pussy!” he said before beginning to rim the hero’s virgin hole, his tongue slowly pushing into the straight legend. Steve gasped around the cock as he felt the boy’s tongue penetrate him. Again, the device made this simple sensation become a tsunami of pleasure that made him almost cum. As the boy in front of him pushed Steve’s head down on his cock, the Avenger was horrified to feel his hips push back, impaling himself on the boy’s tongue more. The three of them worked a rhythm, Steve rocking back and forth, his cock leaking precum on the floor beneath him. The cock in his mouth thrusting in and out, the tongue in his ass fluttering rapidly. The device amplified every sensation, and the hero was overwhelmed with pleasure, but it was more than that. Him on his knees, serving two Hydra agents was too much like his dreams, the memories of those imagined days flooded his brain and Steve couldn’t remember what was real and what wasn’t. He wanted them to use him, he moaned shamelessly as he let them molest him like a common whore. Steve tried to force himself to resist, but he couldn’t bring himself to break contact with either of them. He was desperate for release, and the way they were treating him was making it impossible to deny himself. The boy in front of him stopped thrusting his cock into Steve’s mouth, pulling out suddenly. Steve whimpered pathetically, his mouth hanging open, drool dripping from his lips. The boy stroked his cock three times before his load came flying out, spraying all over Steve’s handsome features. Steve gasped as the hot cum hit his face, he could taste it in his mouth as the boy continued to stroke, dumping his whole load on the hero’s face. As soon as the boy was done his hand dropped away… And Steve lunged forward, licking the last of his cum off the member, inch by inch… They both laughed, “Oh he is a cum slut!” the boy said, pushing Steve’s face away, “Get off whore! It is done…there is no more!” Steve fell back onto his own precum, his cock throbbing for relief. He needed to cum…but knew he couldn’t without serving someone…he turned to the other boy and began to open his pants. He jumped back and slapped Steve’s face, “No! Bad dog!” Steve froze, shocked. “Your Master is waiting for you slut…act like a human being!” The words were like a bucket of cold water and Steve realized what he had just tried to do. He looked down, “I-I’m sorry…I…” The boy pulled him to his feet, “Save it, you’re a slut, we get it.” They resumed leading him down the hallways, he could feel the cum drying on his face, the smell of it as it was disgusting. The device buzzed, sending a surge of pleasure through him. Steve had to remind himself to walk normally, his hips swaying as if he was drunk. “God damnit!” he cursed under his breath, wanting to grip his cock desperately. The boy behind him grabbed his arm, his grip tightening around Steve’s bicep, “Keep moving.” Steve stumbled along until he came to a pair of large wooden doors, the boys opened it revealing a familiar room, this had been Red Skull’s throne room! The large bay windows looking out across the snowcapped mountains, it felt like it was yesterday that Red Skull had fucked him here… Steve shook his head, no, that was a dream…just a dream… “How did you sleep Captain?” Lukas’ voice called out across the room, Steve turned and saw the boy casually sitting in his grandfather’s throne, “Sweet dreams?” The smile told Steve everything…all of them had been more conditioning. He had worked the images into his brain while he slept and now…now he couldn’t stop thinking about them… Or being turned on by them… “Leave him,” Lukas said to the boys, the let go of him, one of them slapping his ass before leaving. Steve stood there, naked in front of the boy, not knowing what to do. “So, Captain, are you still my good boy?” Lukas asked, his gaze wandering down Steve's hard cock. “What do you want from me?” Steve asked the boy, desperately trying to appeal to his humanity. “Want? I want you Captain, I want you to swear to me completely. I will own you in ways my grandfather never could.” Lukas declared confidently; his eyes locked with Steve's. “I can show you who you really are…deep inside.” “This isn’t who I am,” Steve said wearily. “Isn’t it? Crawl to me captain, get on all fours like a dog and crawl to me.” Steve’s jaw tightened, “No,” he said, steeling himself for the punishment. Lukas smiled, his eyes flashing, “There he is, there is the hero you pretend to be! Very well, let’s break him first!” He pushed the button and the pleasure vanished. The pain was instant, but it was so much worse than before. Every cell of his body screamed out in pain, and he collapsed to the floor, his entire world shades of agony. “The first time we did this you had the device for 24 hours, it’s been twice that now…how much worse is it?” Steve screamed, his throat raw as it felt like his skin was on fire. “It will not fade,” Lukas explained, “With normal pain one can become numb to it as the nerve endings are overworked and burnt out, this is not a sensation Captain, it is a lack of one. Your perfect nervous system now craves the pleasure only I can bring…this feeling will not lessen or get more tolerable…this will be your life from now on.” He writhed on the ground, trying to escape the torture, but it was everywhere, enveloping him completely. “Now crawl to me,” Lukas commanded, his voice ringing through the chamber. Steve clawed at the floor, his nails scratching against the polished wood. His muscles spasmed uncontrollably, his entire body shaking violently. He was drenched in sweat, his skin slick with perspiration. “Crawl to me and it all goes away,” Lukas said, sounding calm and collected. Steve tried to fight it, what little of his mind he had left tried to find the strength to move, to fight back…but every muscle, every bone, every part of him was just raw pain and he couldn’t focus past it. “Come boy,” Lukas said as if calling a dog, “Come to me…leave the pain behind…be my good boy.” The words echoed in Steve's ears, a siren call he couldn't help but respond to. The thought of crawling to this man, a former enemy, made Steve's blood boil with anger and humiliation. Yet, despite his resolve, his body betrayed him, his legs quivering as he slowly crawled to the boy, the movement lessening the pain ever so much. Like the junkie he had become Steve moved again to the boy, each inch he moved bringing the pleasure back faster and faster…until he found himself crawling like a dog towards Lukas and his throne. As he got closer, he felt his cock start to harden and knew…he had been broken. When he got to the boy’s bare feet his body was alive with pleasure again, his mind swimming with ecstasy. Lukas extended one foot, “Kiss it…kiss it and swear to me.” Steve hesitated, the urge to refuse raging through his mind. He knew if he gave in, he would truly lose everything...But then the memory of the pain came to him, a reminder of what waited should he disobey. So, with a heavy heart, he leaned forward... "Swear to me," Lukas repeated, his voice cold and devoid of emotion. Steve swallowed hard, feeling the heat of panic begin to rise within him. He couldn't bear the thought of being enslaved by someone else, forced to submit to their desires. He struggled internally, grappling with the temptation of pleasure versus the shame of surrender. In that hesitation the pleasure vanished, and Steve's nostrils flared as he strained against the overwhelming pain and yearning for release. Lukas watched him with cold amusement, knowing the torment Steve was enduring. "Kiss it," Lukas repeated, his voice icy and devoid of emotion. Steve's eyes narrowed, his resolve wavering. The relentless pain seared through him, consuming his thoughts. Steve's face contorted in agony, yet his body was drawn to the foot of Lukas, as if ensnared by an invisible chain. He groaned heavily, the sounds muffled by the carpet beneath him. Each labored breath dragged him deeper into despair. The sweet promise of bliss danced on the cusp of his consciousness, tantalizing him with its fleeting moments. "Swear to me," Lukas demanded, his voice a velvet whip striking Steve's battered spirit. Steve's resolve wavered in the tempest of torment. Steve closed his eyes and the memory of Red Skull fucking here in this room passed through his mind and in the pain…he couldn’t remember if it was real or not...and in that moment he realized he wanted to feel that again…to be fucked again and to be happy… to be free…free of the pain, free of all of it. It was easy to see the trap for what it was, but the prospect of relief was too appealing. And so, with a quiver in his voice, Steve heard himself say, "I swear to you" Lukas smiled broadly, extending his foot to allow Steve to kiss it. As Steve's lips touched the cool flesh, a surge of pleasure washed over him, drowning out the lingering remnants of pain. He kissed the foot passionately, his desire for release growing stronger with each passing second. The sensation of Lukas' toes pressing against his lips sent waves of pleasure rippling through his body. He moaned softly, his voice barely audible amidst the intense silence that filled the room. "Good boy," Lukas crooned, his voice low and soothing. "Now, are my toes all you want to suck?” Lukas asked, a devilish grin spreading across his face. He knew exactly what he was doing to Steve, the pain and pleasure intertwining in a dance that was becoming increasingly difficult to resist. Steve looked up to Lukas’ cock and felt his mouth grow dry as his cock wept for more… Steve slowly raised up from his knees and began to suck on the tip of the cock like a nursing calf. He used his hands to stroke the base of the shaft, gently massaging it as he swirled his tongue around the sensitive head. His mouth eagerly accepted the growing erection, swallowing it down his throat as far as possible. Lukas moaned, his body arching forward in pleasure. "That's it, Captain," he breathed, threading his fingers through Steve's hair. "You're such a good boy." As Steve bobbed his head enthusiastically, Lukas gripped his hair tightly, guiding him deeper on his cock. Steve's warm, wet mouth engulfed him, greedily sucking and licking every inch of his length. Steve's talented tongue expertly traced every ridge and vein, causing Lukas to moan loudly. The sensation was electrifying, and Lukas couldn't believe how skillfully Steve was performing. He knew that this was not merely a display of physical prowess, but rather, a reflection of submission and absolute devotion. "Such a willing slut..." Lukas chuckled, savoring the sight of Steve fervently sucking his cock. He reveled in the power dynamic, enjoying the knowledge that he held complete control over the legendary Captain America. "Move to the windows, so you may properly service my superior German cock. They moved to the windows and Steve curled up next to the boy and took his cock into his mouth again. He moaned shamelessly as he worked the thick cock as the boy praised him like a pet, “Such a good boy…who has a slutty mouth? Is it you? Is it Captain Amerislut?” The boy teased, pushing Steve’s head down onto his cock. Steve made a strangled noise, his throat convulsing around the intrusion. “That’s right, American whore, suck it! Show us how much you love the taste of my German cock!” Steve whimpered softly, his mouth clinging to Lukas' cock like a lifeline, desperate to bring the boy pleasure so he could get off too. As he sucked on the enormous cock, he realized dimly he had equated sucking this cock with his own pleasure, the harder he sucked, the more moans and groans he pulled from Lukas brought him the same pleasure…he was addicted to it…he had truly become a whore. “Do you like that?” Lukas asked, pulling the hero’s mouth off his cock, “Do you like serving that cock?” he asked, looking deep into Steve’s blue eyes. The hero felt the familiar shame begin to swell but the pleasure…the pure erotic sensations moved through him as he held onto the cock quickly drowned it out…he was more shocked than disappointed to find himself nodding, “Yes…sir…” he said lowering his gaze. Lukas raised the hero’s face to look at him, “Such a good boy…” and leaned in and kissed him passionately. Steve was shocked, he had never been kissed by a man before but as the German’s tongue pushed into his mouth the device amped itself up and Steve found himself moaning around the kiss, leaning into it, greedy for more. Lukas responded in kind, the two of them embracing and kissing like lovers in front of the wide panoramic windows. Steve grinded his cock against Lukas’s, the two swollen members smearing precum over each other. Lukas pulled back, Steve’s mouth still open, wanting more… “Are you ready to serve me?” Lukas asked the former hero, “Are you ready to submit?” Steve felt his heart pounding in his chest, his breath quickening as he prepared to speak. He had to admit, he was tired of suffering, tired of fighting. What difference did it make if he surrendered? At least then he could experience some semblance of happiness. Steve knew he was treading dangerously close to betraying everything he once believed in, but the pain was too great to endure any longer. In a hoarse whisper, he managed to muster the courage to answer, “Yes, I am.” Lukas grabbed Steve’s cheeks and pushed them together, “Yes what?” he growled, his eyes burning like coals. Steve squirmed uncomfortably, feeling exposed and vulnerable. “Yes sir, I am ready to submit,” Steve whispered, his voice trembling. Lukas smiled and kissed Steve again, taking the Avenger’s breath away before standing up and walking over to the throne and sitting down and draping himself across to it. He looked at Steve, “Come boy…crawl to me!” Steve crawled on his hands and knees, the sound of his cock slapping against his abs echoing in the empty room. As he reached the bottom step, he prostrated himself at Lukas' feet, trembling with anticipation. Lukas leaned down and ran his fingertips along Steve's cheek, tracing the contours of his chiseled jawline. "Look at me, Captain," he murmured, his voice teasingly soft. Steve lifted his gaze, meeting Lukas' piercing eyes. There was something unsettlingly hypnotic about those deep pools of darkness. Steve looked up and found pleasure in that gaze…his cock throbbed as he looked at his new master…and realized it wasn’t all the device…he had been tamed…this boy owned him now. “Climb up onto my lap, you will ride my cock here on my grandfather’s throne…swearing allegiance to this superior German cock.” Lukas ordered, his tone firm and commanding. Steve swallowed nervously, his heart racing. He hesitated briefly before starting to climb up the steps, his movements awkward and uncertain. As he ascended, Steve glanced out the window, the sun peeking through the clouds casting shadows that danced on the walls of the castle. He tried to remember the last time he was here, so many years ago but all he could recall was the way Red Skull fucked him at those windows as he begged the Nazi to make him cum. He turned back to Lukas and saw the same cock on the boy and realized…he wanted this. He needed this…he ached for the touch of the German boy, the kiss of his mouth, the embrace of his arms. The lustful hunger grew stronger within him, and he mounted Lukas without hesitation. As he sat on the edge of the throne, Steve grasped the German's massive cock, positioning it at his entrance. He inhaled deeply, relishing the scent of Lukas' arousal mingling with the air. Steve guided the cockhead towards his slick asshole, his heart thumping wildly in anticipation. "Relax," Lukas whispered soothingly, his hand resting on Steve's hip. "Let me guide you." Steve nodded, surrendering to the moment. Lukas positioned himself underneath Steve, their bodies aligning perfectly. He wrapped his arms around Steve's waist, holding him steady. Steve, breathing heavily, rested his palms on Lukas' shoulders as he carefully inched backwards, allowing the head of the cock to penetrate his entrance. As the first inch slid in, Steve gasped, his hips jerking instinctively. “Take it,” Lukas snapped, “Take the whole thing you slut…” Steve whimpered as he felt the cock stretch his hole deliciously. The device hummed, turning the blinding pain into a pleasure unto itself, sending more and more happy into Steve’s brain. Steve began thrusting back and forth, pushing the massive cock deeper and deeper inside his ass. Steve groaned, his hips bucking wildly as he impaled himself on the monstrous phallus. The incredibly sensitive nerves surrounding his prostate were firing nonstop, sending waves of pleasure coursing through his body. Steve cried out, his voice echoing through the castle. "Harder," Steve pleaded, his voice cracking with desperation. Lukas obliged, grabbing Steve's hips and pulling him closer. Steve cried out, his voice echoing through the castle. He thrust upward, impaling Steve on his cock even deeper. Steve's moans became louder, the intensity rising with each thrust. The hero couldn't believe how good it felt to surrender himself to the sensation. "Oh God, yes. Faster, fuck me harder!" Steve screamed, his voice reaching fever pitch. Lukas obeyed, driving his cock deeper into Steve's tight, wet hole. Steve arched his back, his hands digging into Lukas' muscular shoulders. The rhythm of their thrusts built momentum, each stroke sending electric sparks coursing through Steve's body. The scent of sweat and arousal permeated the air, fueling their passionate exchange. "Harder," Steve panted, his voice husky with need. Lukas responded with renewed vigor, slamming his cock deep inside Steve's hungry ass. Their bodies collided, creating a symphony of grunts and moans that filled the chamber. “You like that whore? You like that German cock fucking you?” Lukas asked, watching the hero ride his cock as if his life depended on it. Steve's moans and screams grew louder, his voice echoing throughout the castle. "Yes, oh God, FUCK ME HARDER!" He begged, his hands gripping Lukas' shoulders tightly. Lukas grinned wickedly, his grip on Steve's hips tightening. The German's cock relentlessly pumped in and out of Steve's tight ass, filling him with an overwhelming sense of pleasure. Steve felt his orgasm building, his balls tightening as he continued to ride Lukas' cock desperately. He didn't care about anything anymore, only that he was getting fucked. The words "Fukker" and "Nazi Slut" were branded into his mind, as he let go of all his inhibitions, embracing his new role as Lukas' submissive toy. "Do you want to cum? Does my fuck dog want to cum?" Lukas asked as Steve slammed his ass back onto his cock. Steve nodded, “Please…I’m a good boy…” he sobbed, fucking himself harder on the boy’s cock. “Then hail Hydra…as you fuck yourself on my cock pledge allegiance to me with our battle cry!” Lukas commanded, his eyes glittering with triumph. Steve’s mind froze, his heart pounding in his chest. This was it, the moment he had dreaded—surrendering, not just his body, but his soul. He knew that there was no going back, that he would forever be marked with the stain of betrayal. "Hail Hydra," Steve finally screamed, forcing the boy’s massive cock into his hole, his voice choked with emotion. "Hail Hydra…" he repeated grabbing his cock and stroking himself. Lukas roared with laughter, his voice echoing through the cavernous stone chamber. He gripped Steve's hips firmly, thrusting his thick cock into the hero's waiting ass with renewed force. Steve's body trembled and shook, his muscles straining under the intensity of the brutal fucking. The scent of sweat and arousal hung thick in the air, fueling the fiery passion between the two men. "Yes yes," Steve moaned, his voice hoarse and strained. "Fuck me, Master. Fuck me harder." Lukas grinned wickedly, his eyes glittering with triumph. Lukas took Steve’s cock in his hand and stroked it while Steve fucked himself harder, “Raise your hand Captain…give me the Hydra salute as you cum!” Steve, lost in the haze of glorious depravity, threw his arm high in the air and shouted, “HAIL HYDRA!” Lukas laughed, pumping Steve’s cock faster, “Cum for me, Captain America! Cum for me!” Steve began to pant, his orgasm rapidly approaching. His cock twitched in Lukas' hand as he began to cum…his muscled body shaking as he kept screaming… “HASIL HYDRA…OH FUCK ME HYDRA…” Steve sobbed as his cock shot the biggest load of his load everywhere. Lukas, satisfied with seeing Steve reduced to a whimpering mess, released his cock and allowed Steve to fall to the floor. The cold stone was harsh against Steve's skin, as the fog of orgasm dissipated from his mind. His heart raced, his breaths coming in shallow gasps, as he struggled to come to terms with what he had done. Steve lay there, staring listlessly at the damp stains on the floor, his cock still hard and throbbing with residual arousal. “Your bed is over there,” Lukas said, pointing to a large pillow, resembling a dog bed, “There is food and water there, rest, I will call for you if I want you.” Steve looked over and saw two bowls on the ground…they each had his star symbol on them. Knowing he had no choice he crawled towards them, cum dripping out of his ass as he went. He leaned down and began to lap the water…realizing he had become exactly what Lukas had called him. A fuck dog. One Month Later “They released another one,” Natasha said, running into Fury’s office. “Motherfuckers,” he muttered under his breath as he turned on a monitor. Captain America was impaled on a cock while other Hydra agents surrounded him. The hero was obvious willing as he took each cock into his mouth as he slammed himself down on the goon’s cock. Fury turned it off, “How many people have seen this?” “We got it off of Pornhub! They released it across the world, we’re erasing copies but as soon as one is gone two more pop up. It’s out there.” Fury slammed his fist down on his desk, “Are we anywhere on how they got him?” She shook her head, “He just didn’t show up one day, no note, nothing. Next thing we know…we start getting those.” “We need to find him.” He said and Natasha paused, and he looked at her, “Well don’t get shy on me now.” “With all due respect director, but you saw the look on his face, are we sure he wants to be found?” Fury said nothing, pretty much agreeing with her. “I’ll let you know if we find something.” He nodded as she walked out, Clint was waiting there for her, “How did he take it?” “How do you think? Any word from Tony?” “He’s looking but whoever is running Hydra now is clever, no big threats or speeches, just random Cap porn. He’s killing morale.” “We’ll find him,” she said, “I’m going to go kick a few doors and see if I can find something, you coming?” Clint shook his head, “Can’t’,” he held up a card, “Got my yearly physical today.” “Have fun,” she said walking out of the building. “Right,” he said to himself, “Who has fun at a physical?”

I think he’s in Canada? Not sure which city. and it might be a bit difficult to deport someone who’s not in your country….