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************** 2 *************** Prior to attending I had received instructions on how to prepare myself. They were fairly basic. 'Shower thoroughly and douch. Attend promptly at the allotted time. Read the contract thoroughly and make sure you fully understand your obligations and the consequences. If you agree with the details contained in the document, sign it. When you have done so and are ready to proceed knock on the door of the specified room number (this will be sent via text 30 minutes before you attend) at hotel mutually agreed between us. I reached for the pen. My hand was still shaking, infact my whole body was shacking. My heart was beating fast. I felt hot and was sweating profusely. My head was spinning and my breathing laboured. I also felt incredibly horny. I filled in my name and signed the contract then knocked on the door. A few seconds later the door was opened and I stepped across the threshold and into my new life. Immediately behind the door was a small entrance hall and a door that lead to the main part of the room. This door was closed. A tall thin man stood infront of this door. He was wearing a black mask that covered most of his face with just holes for his eyes and mouth. He also wore a bathrobe, obviously supplied with the room with the hotel logo on the breast pocket. Now I was even more nervous. God what the fuck was I doing. I handed him the completed contract which je glanced at and said "Strip, everything off" i was in such a state I couldn't even reply but, I did as I was told. I removed my T-Shirt first then kicked of my shoes and dropped my trousers. Then slipped off my underpants. Now fully naked, I felt extremely vulnerable. Beneath his robe I saw his cock begin to rise. Although I could see little of his face I could see his eyes were smiling. Then he turned and opened the interior door. Inside I could just make out five other men even though the room was almost completely dark, with extra thick blackout curtains placed over the rooms standard fitted curtains. All the men were naked apart from masks similar to that of the man who had met me at the door. They were mostly slim or skinny and all had erections. They looked in my direction and all walked slowly towards me. The man who had met me had slipped off his robe and approached me from behind. His hands ran over my buttocks and then between the crack of my arse. He put one arm around me and with the other hand began to rub a finger aroumd hole. I was still shaking, almost uncontrollably. One of other me infront of me said "Calm down and relax, this is what you wanted. What you've dreamed of. It's going to happen" The man behind said "Whether you still want it or not" All the others gave soft laughs. I was unbelievably horny now and ready to submit my body to all of them but, that didn't stop me from shaking. I said "I do want it. I want this more than anything. Please poz me" The men surrounded me and began feeling every part of my body. Hands and fingers touched my neck, chest, stomach, cock balls and even explored my face and mouth. The man behind me pushed a dry finger into my hole then replaced it with two fingers, stretching my sphincter and grazing the soft delicate flesh of my rectum. One of the men said "I love fucking neg guys, its as good fucking a virgin" The others made sounds that said they agreed. Two men the grabbed my arms and pushed me forward onto the bed. They got onto the bed either side of men and held my arms tightly. Two others grabbed my ankles and pulled my legs apart. I had no intention of struggling or trying to stop what was about to happen but, it felt good. Another grabbed my head and shoved a bottle of poppers under my nose and told me to breath deeply while placing his other hand over my mouth. At the same time I felt the last man behind me. I felt the head of his cock at the entrance to my hole. The feeling in my whole body was intense. My cock was dripping precum. My head was swimming. This is it. Fuck I want this so bady. At last its really happening. These men are going to fuck and breed me with their poz seed. I will be poz. Suddenly the man behind rammed his cock deep inside me, tearing my sphincter and pushing his cock right upto the hilt as far as he could. The pain was horrendous and I cried out. But, he didn't stop. He began rimming his tool in and out of me. Now I understood why the other men were restraining me. I was trying to struggle but was totally at their mercy. As he fucked me his skinny torso lay flat ontop of me. The other men were quietly edging him on, encouraging him to poz me. "Go on fuck him, give him that poz load" "Yeah, infect him, he wants it" As he continued to fuck me my hole stretched to accommodate him and slowly it became less painful and just uncomfortable. And after a few more minutes it began to feel fantastic and I willed him to keep fucking me and even fuck me harder. I knew his pre-cum was already in my bloodstream but, knew it probably wouldn't be enough to successfully convert me. I wanted his poz cum load as deep in me as possible. He had been fucking me for at least ten minutes when his breathing changed a he began making grunting noises. I could feel sweat dripping off this body onto my back. Someone said "Fuck yes, this is it, your getting it" Another said "Oh yeah give it to him, fuck yes" Then the final thrust as he pumped is poz load into was delivered as hard and deep as he was able. This was followed by further short deep pumping actions as he emptied his balls of poz seed directly into my now ruined body. I had never felt so good. I felt like I had been reborn although in some my body was no longer my own. It belonged to the seed, the poz bug that was now living inside me. ********To be continued ********

The next day Kevin had to pick up some supplies and fuel the truck, so he picked Nigel up after lunch. It was a hot day and the loose tee-shirt Kevin wore to hide his floppy tits was stained with sweat when Nigel climbed in the cab. The youth was wearing shorts and a skimpy tee shirt over his plump torso which exposed his ample belly. For the first time, Kevin wondered if Nigel might be gay. “So where are we going.” said Nigel sarcastically. “We’re going to a place I went yesterday to check the job I did was ok.” He looked sideways at Nigel. “It’s a gay sauna.” Nigel’s eyes widened and his heart skipped a beat. “The men tend to wander round naked.” He continued. “So you can stay in the truck if that bothers you.” Nigel felt his heart beating and a tightness in his shorts. He had never seen men naked before except in the porn he watched. “N..n..no that’s ok.” He stuttered. “I’ll come in with you.” Kevin smiled to himself “oh ho!” He thought. “This might be fun. Was his wife’s snooty nephew getting excited?” They parked in a side street and rang the bell. Bill answered the door in singlet and shorts. “Hi. Thought I’d come back and check the cistern is working ok.” said Kevin Bill smiled “And check out a few of the regulars whilst you’re here I bet! Who’s this?” Kevin blushed and he saw Nigel look surprised. “This is my wife’s nephew, Nigel.” said Kevin. “He’s working with me today. He’s 18 so it’s ok.” Bill licked his lips and stared at the lad who blushed and looked down at his feet. This could be good for business, he thought. He was sure Kevin had brought Nigel for reasons other than checking the cistern! “Come on in,” He said. They went into the lobby which was hot and steamy. “Why don’t you go and check the cistern?” said Bill. “Take as long as you need. Nigel and me will have a cup of tea and a nice chat.” Kevin grinned, picked up his tools, and disappeared upstairs. “Well now, Nigel, have you been to a sauna before?” Nigel shook his head and then his eyes nearly popped out of his head as a nude old man emerged from a side room and waved at Bill. “Morning!” He said, scratching his scrotum and making his dangling penis sway between his spindly legs. “Hello Sid. Kevin’s upstairs checking the toilet. This is his nephew.” Sid grinned and grasped his cock. “Hmm..perhaps I’ll go and check him out! See you later Nigel.” He went upstairs, showing off his wrinkled bottom which glistened with sweat. Bill noticed Nigel was breathing heavily and sweating. “Never seen a naked man before?” He asked. Nigel shook his head and unconsciously rubbed his shorts. Bill stripped off his tee shirt revealing his hairy torso. Then he came round the counter. “We’re all men together here.” he said, dropping his shorts and standing naked before the lad. His cock rose beneath his belly, the warts angry around the tip and drooling pre-cum. “And that means you don’t wear clothes when you’re here.” Nigel was shaking with a mixture of fear and excitement. What had he got into? Yet he was mesmerised by Bill’s heavy cock and hairy body. It was so unattractive and yet to see it naked was so sexy. He thought he should leave, but he didn’t want to go without Kevin and he so wanted to touch that cock. Bill leaned on the counter. “Well?” He said. “You can wait outside or leave your clothes on the counter and I’ll show you round. Which is it to be?”

Kevins story continued By the time Kevin showered and dressed, he was beginning to feel embarrassed and slightly ashamed at what he had done. He mumbled goodbye to Bill at the desk and headed for his truck. He should never have succumbed to them. But after all, he thought, hadn’t he enjoyed it? The succession of cocks in his arse had been so sexy. He unlocked and got inside. What about taking it bare from those toxic old trolls? He was pretty sure Eric had been converted in that disgusting old sauna – what if he was also pregnant now? Yet, he thought, they were so free, so animal like and breeding each other as nature intended. He realised his tiny cock was stiff in his jeans and the tee shirt under his tits was wet with sweaty excitement. He started up and headed for home. His wife met him at the door. “You’re late” She said with a sneer. “Where’ve you been?” “Busy” He replied, wilting under her gaze. “You know Eric’s sick. I had to cover for him today.” “He told me when I phoned him to find out where you were.” She said “At that sauna he spends so much time at. Did you have a nice time there?” He paled. Did she know? Had Eric told her? She laughed. “I don’t care what you’ve been up to. You’re no use to me!” Kevin went through to the living room and groaned aloud. Sitting watching the television was his wife’s nephew, a fat, spotty youth called Nigel who usually treated Kevin with as much disdain as his aunt. “Hello Nigel.” He said. Nigel glanced at him and carried on watching TV. Kevin sighed and went to make himself some tea. His wife came in to the kitchen. “How long is he staying?” Asked Kevin. “A couple of days,” she replied. “I told him he could come out with you tomorrow as I’m off to meet a friend.” It didn’t appeal to Kevin at all to spend a day with Nigel putting him down. And then he remembered he’d promised to go back to the sauna to check his work was ok. Should he introduce the irritating Nigel to Bill, Sid and Arthur? He grinned to himself. Maybe….he thought.

'Please read all sections of the contract and ensure that you are fully aware of the implications and obligations regarding the procedure before signing. 1. By signing this agreement you agree to submit your body to the procedure and that you will be be infected by anal insemination. 2. That you do so of your own free will and have not been coerced into to doing so by any third party. 3. That you are not under the influence of any prescribed medication, drug or illegal substance. 4. That you are not under the influence of alcohol. 5. You must understand that once you have entered the premises (in this case the room hired for the purpose) you are obligated to submit to ALL instructions given by the person, or persons, inside and give up the right to withdraw from the procedure. 6. That you are fully aware of the consequences to your health once you have submitted to the procedure. Date: ../../.... Full Name: .................................. Signature:.................................... As I read through the contract/agreement I felt hot and began to sweat. I was shacking and my stomach was churning. Suddenly it had all become very real. Up to this point I was just incredibly horny. My cock had been hard for the two hours it took to drive to the hotel. My mind was in a whirl. I could just turn around get back in my car and drive home. No one apart from whoever was inside room 327 would ever know and I could continue my life the way it had been upto now. But, I had come this far. At first it was a fantasy. Wanking to bareback porn then moving on to porn depicting guys being pozzed. Submitting themselves, their bodies in the ultimate way possible. Slowly, over a couple of years the fantasy became a need growing stronger all the time until it was an obsession. All I could think about was being knocked up, impregnated, gifted, pozzed, infected with the bug. How another mans toxic seed would take over my body, mutating in every cell and live in me until I die. Now, here was the moment I had desired for so long. Was I going to back out?

*************** 3 *************** The guy who fucked me was now completely knackered and his balls empty of seed. He collapsed on my back and slowly his cock shrank and slipped out of my hole with a plopping sound. I could feel his sperm dripping from my hole, over my taint and then over my balls. One of the men said "Move over, I want to fuck him while most your cum is still in his arse" The man who had spoken replaced the the first guyb and didn't hesitate, he slid his cock hard inside me. He said "If his load didnt do its job mine will and my viral load is through the roof" The guys holding my arms leg moved off me. I guess they thought I was already likely to be infected now, so no point. I felt like the second guy had a bigger cock. The first guy had stretched the walls of my arse but, this one seemed to be on another level. One of the guys handed me a bottle of poppers and I took two lungfulls in each nostril. Now high on poppers with a huge poz cock in me and having already had a huge poz load pumped into me I was in heaven. As the second guy picked up the pace, fucking me deeper than anyone had ever done before, the first guy knelt in front of me and told me to clean his cock. I greedily took him in my mouth. His cock was still leaking cum and I savoured the taste knowing it contained his poz babies. The guy fucking me told me he hadn't cum in a week as he had been saving it up to poz me. He was really pounding me now, so hard but it felt good. The first guy said he needed to piss and told me not to let any dribble on the hotel bed. So, while being poz fucked I began to receive poz piss in my mouth. I'd never swallowed another mans piss, let alone poz piss. This felt beautifully degrading. I swallowed it all even though the guy fucking me didn't make it easy as I was being jolted around. The piss tasted salty and sweet at the same time. I wondered if poz piss tasted different from neg piss. He withdrew his cock just as the guy fucking me said "Another load of poz cum for you, you'll definitely be pregnant now" and laughed. Then rammed his cock in hard and sprayed my insides with his poz babies. I felt, degraded, used, dirty, powerless but, mostly just really sexy and horny. These men could have done anything they wanted and I wouldn't have objected. I was totally ore of them and willing to submit to anything. I felt I belonged to them and to the bug. ****** To be continued *******

Fuck !! What a day.... I was been horny from morning to get some cock... After work i went to My office i take shower and trying to find some top guy (i cannot host not living alone - but in my company storage room is one madrass at ground). I find nice top guy 52 old visitor (Canadian) who want to get some fun with me . we talk about meet in 1h . but after 15 min stop respond on my message - i was thinking he wasnt real, so start looking for some other guy. I find one top 38 y old with 19 cm thick cook. He said he will come in 30 min . About 10 min before he came i got message from canadian guy that he wait outside - BANG!, was thinking to offer him 3some with other guy but was scary that them maybe he leave. I open door for him and we went to storage room . We start kissing passion and i suck him , then i go face down ass up and he start rimm me very deep. Then i got message from other guy that he wait outside - i told him to wait a bit becouse i got call. I beg Canadian to fuck and breed me . Then he put his 16 cm cock in my ass and after maybe 10 pushes he cum deep inside me . I clean his cock with my mouth and he goes (i let him to use other door to not meet 38 old guy. Then with ass full of cum i went to open the door for other guy. We went straight to work - i suck him and when he get hard he push his cock in precum ass - it wa fucking rough sex - he fucked me 15 min with no break very hard - all cum from my ass was on my legs (doggy) after that he give me so big load! also clean his cock and then i push load and film it - it was a lot but when i went to car to drive home - during ride - i feel massive load fell down from my hole - all panties was tottal wet...

Hold on! I'm jerking off!🥴

A few years ago I had a married, straight friend who enjoyed playing with me and my cocksuckers. It started out with him asking me questions about gay hookups. I explained to him that I usually had anywhere from one to three regular cocksuckers that I could hook up with on a regular basis. He thought it sounded hot and asked if he could tag along the next time I used one of my fags. Of course I agreed and a few days later he and I were sitting next to each other naked on the sofa of one of my cocksuckers. He was hooked immediately. We decided to play together at least once a week. We ended up being serviced by two of my more regular fags. It was always very hot. He even got into watching gay porn during the servicing. We just got blow jobs for the first few months. It then progressed to breeding and feeding. This went on for about six more months. Unfortunately he ended up being transferred and had to move. Every now and then I'll get a text from him. He tells me that he is using fags and his new town and will always be thankful that I showed him the ropes. Of course all of the credit goes to the skills of fags and cocksuckers doing what they do best.

So my bro and I have been playing beach volleyball quite a bit in Laguna Beach. I've made a few friends that hang out the nets..most are variety of people who liked to watch. Straight bros who wanna play, Straight girls who wanna get laid, older people or kids who liked to watch....and of course, the gay dudes who who ogle the players...lol...like I said I've made a few friends...wink! So a couple of weeks ago..this younger gay bro starts hanging out and watching. Me, my bro, started to eventually chat with him and it turns out he likes to draw...now this kid is not my type...either physically or mentally....he's very shy too but, slowly starts waving at us...and would start to chat if we said hi. He's a freshman in college..and art major, works for his parents, and lives at home in Orange County. We've invited him to play but, he's not the sports type...I'm gonna be blunt and don't mean to offend but, he's a nerd, in every sense , and he's pale and there is a sadness to him...My Bro said he reminds him of the Sandman on Netflix...pale and angst! So as the weeks went on he watch us play, read, draw, and occasionally chat with us when we weren't playing. So one day, as my bro played and I stayed out..I ran over to the this kid and sat down next to him and said hi as I drank some bottle water. He had been drawing. We chatted about how he'd been doing and just to keep the conversation flowing I asked what he was drawing. Now most of the time it's landscapes of the beach. This time he turned red but opened his tablet and showed me the drawing and it was me playing volleyball. The kid was actually a good artist and the likness of me was spot on down to the treasure trail on my belly. We hadn't been sure how this kid leaned sexually until now...I told him that it was beautiful and how impressed I was...and flattered! He shyly said that to him, I was beauty in a man's form and he wanted to draw more of me and then he reached over and briefly touched my left pec. I smiled at him said sure bro and then quickly ran back over to the volleyball game and started with a new game. Now I knew the guy had a crush on me but, I never expected to have him lead me to conversation that he, impressively, had the balls to bring and ask a few weeks later. So it was towards the end of the day and people had started to clear the beach...my bro had taken off earlier and I stayed to finish a game. When the game was over I was over at my jeep, toweling off, putting my shit in the jeep. I had turned my back to the beach as I was putting deodorant on and the kid came up behind and said hi! I kind of jumped cause I didn't him and turned...I said man, you're like a cat! I didn't hear you! I proceeded to put deodorant under my other pit as I laughed and he just turned red and kinda looked at me and the ground...he said he wanted to chat and did I have some time...I said sure so we leaned against the front of the jeep facing the beach. He proceeded to open his backpack, and pull out his tablet..he handed to me and said I wanted to show you my drawings. I smiled and proceeded to open it up...the drawings were of me playing and shirtless...then drawings of my back and butt...and then full on frontal nudes of me. Now he hadn't seen me naked but, his imagination wasn't to far off...I just stared at them and said that they are beautiful and that he was talented...Then the ask came quietly from him. He asked if he could see me really naked. Now I'm not shy at all and to kind of lighten him of his apparent nerves as well. I said like this and turned and mooned him! He actually laughed and said, that he wasn't a creep or crazy. That, yes, he had a crush on me, but, it wasn't a unhealthy one and he knew the reality between us. You know I did believe him. I said bro, we've all had crushes. He then proceeded to tell me that he's family would be moving to Europe and he will be going with them. He had been accepted into art college over there. I told him that was great news and Im sure he's excited and he'll go far in art career. He then said he had a request..That he wanted me to take his virginity! I was stunned but not upset...I actually admired the guy for asking. He proceeded to say that he knew he wouldn't see me again. That he wanted the first time to occasion that he will feel safe and in control. That he didn't love me and knew I didn't love him. That it would be for him something to cherish and remember. I said Dude, I've never had someone ask me something like this. He said that if was to happen he expected me to be very honest with him and ask him anything. So I said well...I know your not a stalker or gonna be the type to cling or fall in love me. That it appeared you've given this some thought. I said Dude, you're not my type at all but, you've explained yourself. I gave him my telephone number and said let me give a thought and to call me the next day. He totally understood and agreed. I leaned over gave him a peck on the cheek, and I left. After pondering it over and chatting with my bro...I was still on the fence about it when he called the next day. When I answered the phone, I asked him again why and he explained himself again and then ended that not everyone can say they lost their virginity to art. I said that i believe that a man can have sex in love and also have sex without it...that type of sex is like playing sports...everyone has great time, build camaraderie, make friends but that's it...after the nut, it's a slap on the ass and everyone involved says great game...are you able to know the difference as well. He said yes. I gave him directions and time to be at my place. I gave him what he wanted

Just got fucking bent in half and took a load from some AIDS daddy I’m NKP. Anyone wanna come fuck my hole while it’s full of cum?

I just met an undetectable guy on bbrts after I logged in and saw he was 2 km away. We messaged back and forth and he came to my hotel room last night. I sucked his cock till he was nice and hard and then he fucked me for what seemed like forever till I was panting. He blew a huge load into my ass and left me here leaking his cum from my ass onto my hotel sheets. We agreed to meet again this afternoon but fuck is my ass sore after such a hard fucking.

Almost always balls deep. Hate those porn creampies where the head is barely inside. If I'm being sucked off, I still want it in his mouth but I don't need to make him choke, unless he asks me to. 🙂

In the early days the apps started out being used by motivated early adopters who were into meeting. Then they became mainstream - there was suddenly a ton more choice - and people started to chase the perfect guy - and it's incredibly rare that if A thinks B is a hot ten, that B also thinks the same of A. It's a bit like when saunas get busy everyone walks around and around. Now they are really a form of soft porn. People go on them to get off on the idea of meeting, not to actually meet. Hence why people disappear suddenly or ghost once the've shot their nut. I think if you want to meet people, then go out to cruise, saunas, bars, clubs, etc.. Support the businesses or we'll lose them. Can the apps be fixed? Probably not, but a lot could be done to improve them. Some kind of uber like reward/scoring/rating system - maybe gated by having to have your smartphones in close proximity to perform the rating to prevent abuse.

Chapter Three: Coach Daniel woke up to pure pleasure. His mind was ablaze with erotic sensations as he slowly came to consciousness…and felt Tommy’s tongue probe deep into his ass, licking at the young jock’s hole… “What?” Daniel said, moving away from the man. Tommy wiped his face, “What’s wrong stud? You get shy all of a sudden?” The jock looked confused for a moment and then the last hour came back to him and he felt his stomach lurch, “Oh god…” Trevor chuckled from the bar, “Yeah you called that out more than a few times.” Daniel felt his face burn with shame as he got off the bed and slipped on his shorts. Tommy stopped him, “Nope, go shower, wash the cum out of your ass, and put on a jockstrap…the tightest one you got.” The young jock opened his mouth to protest and then remembered he didn’t have any choice in the matter. He stormed off to the bathroom while Tommy walked over and sat down next to John, “Ok he’s gone, you can admit it.” John looked at the man, “I don’t know what you mean.” Tommy leaned forward and grabbed John’s hard cock through his pants, “I saw you watching daddy, you were into it.” He slapped Tommy’s hand away, “I did not…I was…” Trevor chuckled, “It’s ok pops, you’re on some serious drugs right now, everything should be turning you on, least of all your stud son moaning like a slut. You raised one hot motherfucker, you should be proud.” John stammered, not sure what to say when Daniel walked out, hair damp, wearing a tight, white jockstrap, barely holding his cock in place. “I am going to fall out of this!” he complained. Tommy walked over and adjusted the straps over the boy’s smooth ass, “Kinda the point stud,” he squeezed the boy’s ass, “Go put on your letterman jacket.” Daniel opened his mouth to ask why and then closed it, going across the room and putting the jacket on. Trevor walked over to him, holding out a pill, “You need a booster.” The jock looked down at the pill and sighed, he wanted to plead with the man that he didn’t want to do this, to let him go…but he knew all it would do was make him look weak. He took the pill and then washed it down with the shot he handed him. Trevor handed him a bottled water, “Drink up, this shit will dry you out…I can’t have you passing out.” Daniel downed the cold water and could feel the liquid move down his throat in the most pleasing way…he could feel the drug’s effect growing stronger. He down the bottle and tossed it aside, “So who’s next?” Trevor grinned, “This guy has one kink and one kink only, you have to refer to him as coach. That’s it, treat him like you would your coach and you’re fine.” “My coach wouldn’t be trying to fuck me,” Daniel said. Tommy chucked from the bar, “Don’t be too sure of that stud, I bet a lot of people would try if they thought it would work.” The young jock felt himself blush as the compliment hit home and then he realized what they were saying, “I’m not…” Trevor held his hand up, “…a fag, got it bud. You tell yourself whatever you need to as long as get through the night,” his phone beeped, “I need to take this.” and he walked away. John walked over to his son, “You ok?’ Daniel nodded, feeling the drugs kick in and his tension and dread begin to fade away, “As well as I can…” he looked at his dad, “Did I…did I like it as much as I remember?” He put a hand on Daniel’s shoulder, “You’re drugged son, it doesn’t mean anything.” “So that’s a yes,” he said, running a hand through his hair, “I’m not a fag…” John smiled, “I know son.” But even as he said it John felt himself look down at the massive bulge in his son’s jock…it was a thick piece of meat even soft… “Ok, showtime!” Trevor said breaking the man out of his trance, “He’s on his way up, daddy, take a seat, you ready boy?” Daniel sighed, “Do I have a choice?” Trevor paused and leaned in, “Let me bring you in on the secret kid, you always have a choice, it’s just a matter of if you decide to take them or not. Like for example, me and my brother could try to skip out on the people we owe money to, but we’d end up buried in the desert with the other guys they fucked over, or we could use you to get the money. I could choose to watch my brother get shot in the back of the head, but instead, I choose to do this. You could walk out of here, we won’t stop you, but I’ll release that video and you’d have to deal with the fallout,” he paused, “But I think you’re going to choose to do this too, right?” Slowly Daniel nodded, taking a new look at these guys he had assumed were just evil fucks. They were not much older than he was, Tommy was no older than 20, and Trevor maybe 22…Daniel had just assumed they were older because… There was a knock on the door and the moment was broken. Trevor looked at the boy, “What’s the rule?” “Call him coach.” He nodded, “You got this,” and walked over to the door. Trevor welcomed a massive man, nearly as wide as the door he crouched slightly to walk in. He smiled and shook Trevor’s hand as Daniel sized him up. He was older, maybe pushing 50, graying hair, Tony Stark beard, he was wearing a nylon windbreaker that covered his caveman-sized frame. He wasn’t fat, not at all, he was just a wall of a man. He honestly looked like every football coach Daniel had seen at school. The man walked over to Daniel, his eyes moving up and down the jock’s lean body. Daniel tried not to shiver at the inspection. The man stood in front of Daniel, “Boy.” Swallowing hard Daniel replied with, “Coach.” He smiled and nodded slightly, “Looking good, lemme see the goods, turn around.” Daniel slowly turned around, when his back was to the man, he stopped him. His large hands moved up Daniel’s smooth ass, “Nice form, when was the last time you worked glutes?” Daniel looked back at the man, “Um…last week?” He felt the man’s fingers move under the straps of his jockstrap and he shivered slightly… “Let’s go do some squats, I’ll spot you.” Daniel nodded, his mind foggy up a little as he walked towards the weights. He started to take the jacket off and the man stopped him, “Leave it on, here…let’s put some plates on.” They loaded a few 45s on the bar and Daniel got under it, bracing it on his shoulders. It wasn’t anywhere near heavy enough to need a belt so he bent his knees and lifted the bar up. Taking a deep breath he slowly went down, bending his knees… “SHIT!” he cried as he felt the man’s tongue lick his ass as he got lower. The man’s hands steadied him as he rose up, Daniel closed his eyes, knowing what was coming. He slowly went down, and he felt his cheeks part as the tongue danced around his hole… “Oh god…” he panted as he held his ass there before he realized what he was doing. He lifted the bar again, horrified to find his cock plumping up. He wanted to throw the bar off and run, but it was like Trevor said…it wasn’t the choice he was going to make. He slowly went down and again the hands spread his cheek and Daniel shivered as that tongue slid into his hole, probing the jock’s ass tentatively. The teen grunted as raw pleasure shot through his body, he stayed there, letting the older man ravish his ass with his tongue, whimpering the whole time. It was both incredibly pleasing yet strange all at once, causing mixed feelings to stir inside him. As they continued in this way, sweat dripped down onto his brow and his head began to spin, almost making him lose focus momentarily. But then something new happened - his throbbing erection slipped free from his jock strap. The man moved his hand around and began to slowly stroke the boy's massive cock as he continued to lick his hole. "Unnnhh...," groaned Daniel, barely able to catch his breath. The sensation grew more intense as the boy found himself rocking back onto the man's mouth, his cock leaking profusely. Every nerve ending seemed to ignite with blissful ecstasy, creating an indescribably arousing feeling coursing throughout his entire being. Despite feeling dizzy and disorientated, he clung desperately to the railing as he fought against the urge to collapse from sheer pleasure. The man pulled his tongue and slapped the boy's ass, "Ok, let's try some bench press." Daniel racked the squat bar and adjusted his cock. At his size there was no putting it back, so he tucked it under the waistband and laid down on the weight bench as the man put plats on either side. Daniel looked up as the man put both hands on the bar, “Ready?” Daniel nodded as he lifted the bar, again at this weight he didn’t need any help but he knew this was all theater for the man, so he went with it. As the bar went down so did coach, Daniel realized he could look up the man’s shorts and saw his insanely thick cock peeking out the side of one leg. It came close to his face as Daniel pushed the bar up, with each rep the cock hardened, until the head was a couple inches out…as the bar went down the cock lowered… And Daniel opened his mouth as it slid into him. With each push of the bar, the man would thrust deeper into the teen, moans escaping both their lips as pleasure coursed through their bodies. Every thrust became longer, harder, and deeper as the room filled with passionate gasps and animalistic growls. Daniel racked the bar as he kept sucking the man's cock, pulling himself up by the bar as he did pulls ups as he sucked the man off. “Oh, that’s it, boy,” the man growled, “You got it…you got it all.” Daniel was in a daze as he kept pulling up to swallow the beer can thick cock. Distantly he knew he should stop, he should be disgusted, but the man looked so much like a coach and the weight bench…it all put the jock at ease and he became more and more turned on by the massive cock trying to lodge down his throat. The man moaned loudly, filling Daniel's ears with sounds of pure lust. With every movement, another part of the world disappeared behind the dark curtain of desire that had descended upon them. Daniel couldn't even say how long ago he lost track of time or place anymore. Everything faded away, to him, there were only two people, flesh melding together in an unbridled dance of primal passion. The man groaned and then pulled his cock out of the teen’s mouth, “Shit…god damn boy, you’re going to make me cum!” Daniel was sickened to find his cock twitch at the thought of it. Coach stripped off his shorts, leaving himself naked, and went over to the lat pulldown station. He adjusted the weight and looked back, “This is next.” The boy stood, his long legs wobbled as he walked over to the man, he waited for the man to move from the seat and then realized…he wasn’t. The man had a bottle of lube in his hand and was greasing up his cock, he then pulled Daniel closer and spread the boy’s cheeks as he slid two fingers into him. The jock grunted as he felt his hole stretch as the lube was applied liberally. Once done he sat on the man’s lap facing him. The giant cock slid through his cheeks as he sat, the man pulled the bar down and gestured for Daniel to grab it. He reached up and took hold and the coach stopped pulling, the boy was raised as he realized the weight was way heavier than him. The cock slid up as the coach pulled the bar back down, and the cock trolled his ass again. The coach did this a few times to let the boy get the rhythm and then paused. “Ready?” Daniel nodded, not trusting himself to speak. Coach pulled the bar down as Daniel felt the cock nudge his hole, closing his eyes he pushed down as it slowly penetrated him. The jock moaned as he felt the man’s thick cock stretch his tiny, little jock hole wide. His head was thrown back as he felt half of the cock enter him before the coach raised the bar, causing the boy to rise. “Fucking shit!” Daniel cried as he felt the cock slide through his ass, then before it could pop out the coach brought the bar down, pushing back into the teen forcefully. This time Daniel felt his ass hit the man’s lap and he knew he had all of it in him. “Such a good boy,” the man said as he raised the bar, causing the boy to whimper as he was fucked slowly again. As they got comfortable with the angle, the pace increased. Daniel felt his ass becoming adjusted to coach’s girth and he felt his cock starting to harden again. Then suddenly, the man yanked down on the bar, causing Daniel to arch his back as the man rammed home. Each forceful thrust sent waves of pleasure crashing through Daniel’s body. His muscles quivered involuntarily beneath the assault, and even though he knew logically what was happening, his body responded just as if he was in love with the act. The man moved with expert precision, lifting Daniel higher and bringing him back down with powerful strokes. Their combined groans echoed through the room, amplifying Daniel's excitement and increasing his desire to please, he found himself anticipating the impact and pushing down to meet it. Letting go of the bar, his arms wrapped tightly around the man's neck, seeking balance and support throughout the tumultuous ride. Each thrust made Daniel cry out in delight, his own pelvis rocking to meet the coach's motions. He pressed his hips down hard, impaling himself on that cock over and over. The pain was immense, his anal ring stretched beyond anything he thought possible, tears streaming down his face from the intensity of it all. Yet the drugs made the feeling its own pleasure – he began to crave the agony, yearned for it, wanting nothing more than to submit fully to the man savagely fucking him. Daniel was caught in the paradoxical dance of physical pain, mixed with erotic gratification. His heart raced, his blood pounded wildly in his veins, each throb of his member intensifying the torment. His mind screamed to resist, but his body gave itself over entirely, allowing the stranger to completely dominate him. “Oh yeah coach, fuck me…” he panted, “Fucking shit…right there!” The boy arched his back as he rode the man, the bar no longer needed. The teen’s smooth skin was covered with sweat as he impaled himself on that cock over and over, moaning like a common whore as he was fucked. The man grabbed onto the boy’s nipples and pinched, sending shivers running through the teen’s spine. Daniel threw his head backward, feeling like a feral creature in a rut. His cries were echoing through the room, sounding like those of an animal trying to mate. The sounds only further fueled his growing obsession with submitting totally to the dominant man taking control of him. “You like that boy? You like coach’s cock?” Daniel nodded, sweat flying from his hair, “Oh god coach…you’re so thick!” The older man chuckled, “Yeah little jock boys like you love it…come on boy, show me how much you want it…ride that cock!” Daniel slammed himself down, feeling the bull cock split him in half. The man leaned forward and began to gnaw on the jock’s neck, causing the boy to whimper and moan as he felt himself be marked, “Oh god…please coach!” The man suddenly stood up, leaving the boy impaled on his member. Daniel moaned as he felt himself be walked across the room, each step slamming that cock into him over and over. Coach slammed Daniel against the wall, fucking the boy like an animal as the jock wailed and sobbed. The brutality of the action left the athlete breathless yet still aching for more. Bloodied by his own desires, Daniel hungered after the pain, reveling in its harshness, begging for release that eluded him. The older man's rough handling brought forth deep groans from Daniel, driving the younger male into maddening arousal. Both their breaths quickened as their movements grew more frenzied, mirroring the chaos inside Daniel's turbulent mind. He was screaming at himself to stop this, but his hands clawed at the man’s back as he felt that cock own him. He had never felt such passion before, not with any girl, he was breathless as the man owned him completely. He shoved his whole length into the teen and moved forward to kiss him. Without hesitation, Daniel kissed him back, like a slobbering puppy he was desperate for the man’s affection and would do anything for it. As their tongues tangled together, hands grasped at each other feverishly, exploring every curve and edge of their respective bodies. Meanwhile, Daniel continued to impale himself on the man's monster cock, taking each stroke eagerly. "That's my good boy," said the coach approvingly, as they broke apart briefly. "You want coach to fuck your properly?" He asked playfully, squeezing one of Daniel's pecs possessively. “Please coach…please…” Daniel sobbed. The man walked Daniel over to the bed, making sure that cock never left the jock’s hole. As they fell onto the bed Daniel gasped as he felt the coach’s full-length slam into him, causing sparks of light to flare in his vision. The pain was excruciating, a sharp burning sensation coursed through every fiber of his being. Despite this, his insatiable appetite compelled him to take more, driving the coach into deeper delirium. Desperate to reach some kind of zenith, he clung to the man, both of them writhing and squirming underneath the weight of need and ecstasy. As the coach fucked the boy he reached down to the donkey-sized cock that was rubbing precum over his eight-pack. Daniel gasped as he felt the coach start to stroke him, “Look at my boy’s cock, why did God give you such a big cock boy? Why when you have such a tight little jock cunt?” Daniel couldn’t speak as he wrapped his long legs around the man and pulled him into his ass, needing every inch of his enormous cock. All he knew was pleasure as his thoughts burned, no more hesitation, no more denial, he slammed back onto the cock, wanting this to never stop. “FUCK ME COACH! FUCK YOUR GOOD BOY!” Daniel screamed as his toes curled, his balls beginning to tingle. The man sat up, pulling Daniel up with him, the full weight of the jock slamming him down onto the cock. Daniel felt the cock slam his clit one time too many and he let out a wail as his cock erupted with cum. “CUMMING!” Daniel cried as thick ropes of cum shot up, coating his chest and abs with his load. The man roared as the teen’s tight little cunt squeezed his cock and his load flooded his guts. In the middle of his orgasm, he felt the warmness of the man breeding him and began to shoot even more. His legs shook as he milked the bull cock for every drop of milk it had. The man collapsed on the jock, and they lay there, covered in sweat and cum. Daniels embraced the man, holding him close as his cock slowly slide out of his ass. When the man looked down at him Daniel moved up and kissed him, needing more, wanting more from him. They made out for a while, Daniel relishing the feel of the man’s weight on him. Finally, he pulled back, “Shit kid…you’re going to give me a heart attack.” Daniel moaned as he felt the man stand up, the cock sliding out of his hole. He felt empty and alone…he lay on the bed…moaning. John watched Tommy move over to the bed as the man and Trevor exchanged money. He saw his son pull Tommy down on top of him, kissing him passionately as he pulled his clothes off. Eventually, they were both naked, writhing on the bed as Tommy spread the young jock’s legs and began to fuck him. Trevor walked the man out and closed the door, “Hey man, we still have one more client, don’t stretch him out!” If Tommy heard his brother, he didn’t show it, slamming his cock into the boy as he held those ridiculously long legs apart, fucking the jock like he was a bitch. Daniel moaned, his head trashing back and forth as he whimpered, pushing his muscled ass back onto the man’s cock, needing more and more cock… Finally, Tommy groaned as his body trembled, emptying his balls into the eager stud. Daniel, feeling another load dumped into him cried out as he came, his gigantic cock erupting like a volcano over his smooth chest. John just stared as they both lay there, kissing, limbs entangled as they consumed each other. Trevor nudged John, “Don’t be sorry dad, you can clean up after the last one.” “Wha…no! I don’t…” Trevor cupped his hand over the man’s hard cock and winked, “Don’t bullshit a bullshitter dude, you’ve been in that ass and you want back in. No one here is going to judge.” John looked at his son, “He might.” Trevor watched the boy and his brother kiss and chuckled, “Somehow I doubt that.” As Tommy pulled the kid to his feet and led him to the bathroom, John had to wonder if the man was right.

I fuck him as long as I want, and just before I come, the thrusts get harder. After I've filled his hole with my cum, I fuck him very slowly and as deeply as possible. This way, the gift stays deep inside, and I can push my cock out without any cum sticking to it.

In London , don’t get many offers as a stocky older bottom but a visiting Saudi top wanted to breed me turned up at his hotel , unfortunately I had cut my lip shaving he was a hairy top Arab , big thick cock unfortunately no foreplay he just lubed my ass lubed his cock with baby oil and used me as a cum receptacle initially missionary then face down pounding my daddy hole unto; he filled me with cum

Sex is always in a state of fluidity...always moving on that scale back and forth. A straight guy can have a gay experience...a Lesbian can have straight experience...a BI guy can have a celibate experience!...lol! I'm a gay guy and have fucked pussy...that action does not change the gay wiring in my head...still gay and getting fucked up the butt!

if this pozzed pig thinks he was hungry for poz seed before, he'll soon learn his hunger for poz seed will grow every day and he ll never be able to find enough of it to feed the hungry virus that's growing in him. He'll take any cock offered HOPING its poz even it he doesn't know for sure it IS

At the sauna I've felt love for guys after they breed me, and when they leave my room it's nice to feel a part of them left inside my hole. It's a huge turn-on

While I do top on occasion when I feel like it and there's a guy who can take my thickness, for me nothing beats the high of feeling another man's erection or hand/forearm sliding into me and stimulating the Pleasure centers on my buttCunt as well as my prostate. No greater male bonding experience exists than sodomy. Feeling my top(s) thrust in and out of me until they spill their warm male essence in my guts is masculine intimacy at its peak--two or more males in deep, primal, rough sex sor sport and pleasure, the way Nature intended. Added bonus of knowing I have sexually bonded with so many guys and here are more adding to that only makes it hotter. An event like CumUnion isn't just a clever play on Communion; it's a description and experience of tribal male bonding as it should be.

That's hot as hell!! Makes my hole twitch and spasm in hunger for bare Poz cock 🥵☣️😈

For me personally the apps work pretty well, but I’m also not frequently online so I get messages from guys that see me suddenly online. The rule I try to stick by (not successfully always) is to only suggest meeting and making plans, and never to go online to chat or just because I’m horny. I found it to be a good method as I weed out the unserious ones since I almost always within a few chats check if there is a possibility to meet physically either right now or within a couple days. The big difference I notice now compared to before is the amount of all sorts of other people that are not gay men. I suppose it is inevitable but there seems to be a lot of posing and egotripping mixed with a strong desire to be present on a gay men’s app for validation… at the same time the general culture among gays is less toxic now compared to before so it’s a mixed bag I guess!

Must admit i really get off railing ass then heading home to wife

Fuck yeah…… fuck me please

My poz cock

Although I knew I wasn't going to make it a "career," just for fun back when I was in college I did my first video for All Worlds Video which was later bought by Falcon. I clearly had enjoyed myself and a few years later I did some "TIm Fuck" stuff for Treasure Island when they came to Ohio to find newbies. They liked me and I did some more stuff for them here and there. Was fun! 🙂

Doug sat on the couch, the glow of the TV casting flickering shadows across the room. Jay was on a work trip and had been since their revealing last encounter. Jay's absence made his confused feelings even harder to manage than they already would have been. His fingers traced the edge of his phone, hesitating for a moment before he finally tapped Jay's contact. The call connected, and Jay's face appeared on the screen, his silver hair slightly tousled, cheeks a bit red and a smirk playing on his lips. "Hey, handsome," Jay greeted, his voice smooth and warm. "What're you up to?" Doug felt a flutter in his chest, the familiar mix of excitement and nervousness that Jay always seemed to evoke. "Not much," he replied, trying to keep his voice steady. "Just missing you. What about you?" Jay's smirk widened, and he turned the phone slightly, revealing the room behind him. Doug's breath hitched as he saw Jay lying on a bed, a young twunk with long blond hair straddling him, riding his raw cock with eager abandon. The sight sent a jolt of heat straight to Doug's groin, his cock twitching in his pants. "Having a bit of fun," Jay said, his voice low and husky. "But I'll call you back later, yeah?" Doug's mind raced, a whirlwind of arousal and something darker, something that felt suspiciously like jealousy. "Yeah," he managed to say, his voice barely above a whisper. "Later." The call ended, and Doug was left staring at the blank screen, his heart pounding. He shifted on the couch, his cock now fully hard, straining against the fabric of his pants. He unzipped himself, freeing his thick length, and began to stroke, his mind filled with the image of Jay and the blond twunk. He was jealous, but it also somehow turned him on to think of his man's raw cock in some other slut's hole. The raw cock that had fucked him and filled his own ass with cum. Later that night, his phone rang again. Jay's face appeared on the screen, and Doug answered, trying to keep his voice steady. "Hey," he said, his voice husky. Jay's eyes were dark with desire, his voice low and commanding. "You liked what you saw earlier, didn't you?" he asked, his tone leaving no room for denial. Doug swallowed hard, his cock twitching at the memory. "Yeah," he admitted, his voice barely above a whisper. "But I was surprised. I haven't really thought about fucking with other guys since we started dating. I guess I assumed it was the same for you." Jay's expression softened slightly, his voice taking on a more gentle tone. "Males are hardwired to want multiple partners," he explained. "It's only some other stronger desire that ever suppresses that urge. And I might really like you, Doug. But I know I really like fucking you. I don't want to mess up my chance to find out if I like you by confusing lust with love." Jay's smirk widened, and he leaned closer to the screen, his voice dropping to a low growl. "Besides, like told you, I want you to be my slut for POZ cum," he said, his words sending a shiver down Doug's spine. "Find someone tonight. Someone POZ. I want you to ride his raw cock and tell me all about it. And I'll tell you about my trick too." Doug's heart pounded in his chest, a mix of emotions swirling within him. He still felt a pang of jealousy, but beneath that, there was a thrill, a dark excitement at Jay's words. "Okay," he said finally, his voice steady despite the turmoil within him. After the call ended, Doug logged online, his heart pounding in his chest. He found Gord's profile, a POZ undetectable guy he'd hooked up with before. He'd felt a pang of guilt after their encounters and so had avoided Gord's further invitations, but tonight, Jay's words echoed in his mind, pushing him forward. He sent Gord a message, inviting him over. Gord arrived quickly, his tall frame filling the doorway. He had an ugly face but a killer body, his dark hair slightly tousled, his eyes filled with desire. They didn't waste time with pleasantries, their bodies crashing together in a hungry kiss, hands roaming, exploring, claiming. Gord pushed Doug onto the bed, his body covering Doug's, his cock hard and ready. Doug spread his legs, inviting Gord in, and with a low groan, Gord entered him, his raw cock filling Doug completely. They moved together, their bodies slick with sweat, their breaths coming in ragged gasps. Doug rode Gord's cock, his own thick length bouncing with each movement, his body alive with pleasure. He could feel Gord's cock throbbing inside him, the raw, unprotected sex sending waves of pleasure crashing through him. He came with a cry, his cum spilling onto Gord's chest, and Gord followed soon after, his release filling Doug completely. The next night, Doug did tell Jay all about it, his voice low and as he described every detail. Jay listened, his eyes dark with desire, his voice low and commanding. "Good boy," he said, his words sending a shiver down Doug's spine. "Very hot."

I'm so happy that my story has stayed one of the most read and enjoyed stories on here. Thank you to all. I've had one set back after another the past few years. I keep wanting to add to my other stories I haven't finished but then some new craziness comes up and I have to keep postponing. I'm hoping that in the next month I'll be able to finally start writing again.

Autumn in Milan Bob and I arrived back at the apartment on the same weekend after our summer internships ended. I joked with Bob and asked him how much drama he created during his summer. “Bro, you have no idea. I’m glad I could leave it all behind,” and he pulled me in for a deep kiss as he groped my ass. “I missed you, smart ass.” We ended up in bed and after he fucked my brains out, and then we relaxed there for a while, just catching up on each others exploits over the summer. “When is Dan getting back?” Bob asked. “I talked with him on Wednesday while he was at Laguardia. He said he’d be back in the apartment on Monday. He said he’d just landed and that he had big news, but he was being mysterious and wouldn’t spill any details. So, we’ll find out then,” I replied. Class didn’t start for a week, and I was determined to get back into my routine. On Monday afternoon, I just returned from the gym and opened the door, and Dan was in the kitchen and Bob was taking a shower. “Hey man, how was your summer?” I asked Dan as I leaned in and we shared a big kiss. Dan replied, “It was incredible. I can’t wait to tell you guys.” Just then Bob opened the bathroom door and walked out in all his otter glory in just his white briefs. “Tell us what?” “Ah, just in time,” Dan said. “You know I told you I had some interviews in Manhattan with a couple of modeling agencies? Well, I blew off my internship because three of them wanted to put me under contract. I had my dad look at the contracts and I signed with one of the agencies. I spent the summer working in Milan, Paris and Munich.” Bob and I sat in stunned silence. Then, he and I both hooted and hollered and I got three beers out of the fridge for us to celebrate. Dan continued, “I’m going to delay coming back to finish my degree because the agency lined work up for me for the next few months. Plus, I need to prepare more before taking the LSAT. At least, that was the argument I made with my dad for postponing school. He has visions of me joining his firm after law school.” Bob and I rolled our eyes because we’d met Dan’s father a few times and he was intense. “I’m sharing a tiny apartment in Brooklyn with 5 other guys who are also with the agency.” I said, “So you won’t be living with us, then. This sounds like the chance of a lifetime. When do you have to go back?” Dan said, “Well, I’m packing up my clothes and leaving tomorrow morning. Bob and I were sad that our little menage a trois was breaking up prematurely, but we were excited for Dan. Dan and I started that evening in his bed kissing and cuddling. I licked his nips and arm pits and nibbled all over him as he wrapped his legs around the small of my back. The agency Hair & Makeup gays had shaved his chest hair off so longer had a treasure trail, but I continued down to his cock and took his head straight down my throat and savored his precum. I moved on to his beautiful ass and pushed his knees up to his pecs, then I began feasting on his ass. “Dave, I really missed how you eat my hole,” Dan moaned. I was fucking him with my tongue which always put him into a frenzy. Eventually, I penetrated his tight hole and fucked him rough and sweaty, just the way he and I always did. I jacked Dan’s cock, rubbing the precum that was streaming out of it and feeding it to him and then to myself. I locked eyes with him as I groaned and picked up the pace and finally shot my load into him. I stayed in him as I jacked him to orgasm and greedily ate his load all by myself. During the night, I remember my cock entering his ass a couple of times as I woke up with my arms around him. The next morning, we awoke the way we began the night before…kissing and cuddling. For the last time.

*** I don't know what the random stuff at the end of part one was. But this will take off from fingers in his ass*** *This is the birthday boy. * Mmm boy, as he bends me my school desk in my room I just noticed something by my dresser with a red light on it but my eyes are still blurry from the last rag on my face, Dam Im gonna have to make this quick we r almost late Late for what? Don't worry boy. But remember to breath. His giant cock slick with more precum he spits on my crack and uses his cock and slathers it up to my hole. He then pushes slowly til he hits the bottom, but then, I scream but it's a pleasured scream. Ahh there we go, fuck boy hit that second hole. He pulls almost all the way out then balls deep and starts pumping that way fast and hard. Ah fuck that is so hot your ass lips gripping my cock. Mmm smack, slaps my cheek, slap slap slap, each time I yelp but my eyes are rolled in the back of my head because it feels so good!! Ah dam he it cums that load, He goes balls deep and let's out this long ahhh, I literally feel his giant cock pulsating in my hole but even hotter is that I actually feel the ropes of cum squirting deep in me. He then literally spins me around on his cock pulls me up to him and kisses me hard but passionate. And slides out of me and walks back a few steps as I am leaning against the wall now butt at the end of the desk, heels of my feet propped up on the desk top legs spread, I'm clenching my dripping gapped hole, letting out a lil moan each time. Ok boy get cleaned up quick meet me out in the Big black Benz RV. Right next to grain barn in 15. He grabs something off my dresser smiles and walks out. I sat there for 1 minutes doing my booty hole exercise smiling. I Go and clean up and put on a rainbow jock, my short blue shorts, and white T that says, sports on it but it looks like water drops. ***See most people reading this will get the pun of the shirt.*** I wonder if he will like my shirt. I smile grab a hat and wallet, and slipped on my converses. Ran down the stairs, out the door. But he was pulled up to it getting out, said, dam boy was about to throw you over my shoulder and throw you in the back. Haha So I say, I can go back in if you like? Haha nice try lets go. So we get in the road, I ask, where did my dad and all those guys go? He replied, well we were about to set up your bday suprise here. But with the barns electric issues, a suprise from my VIP Top client, he graciously donated his private property that's about 30 minutes out of town here. Are you talking about that giant place off Ridge?? He smiles, yup. Ok, now I'm really excited but also who's all coming? And how many men? Well your dad's gonna kill me, but the guys coming are from a high society type, but I promise they are very sexy handsome men well endowed, I know most of them personally. They have all come to my parties in Europe. Well why do we have to go to town? We arent haha we are going to get some stuff for the bash. And also I have a friend that is going to make you a special harness for your birthday present from me. And needs your measurements. And he will measure make and fit it on you all in a few hours. Wow no way! Thank you. By did you remember every thing I wanted? Look in back. I turned around and saw 4 boxes wrapped in the most flashy blue wrapping. Then he says, well and I gotta get that tight hole a lil more broken in before tonight so had that installed. He flipped a switch and I looked up, there, a new sling/swing. My jaw drops as my hole twiches and he smacks my ass. And says, now sit back down. Actually, he swerves off the road drives in about 1/4 mile and stops. Take those shorts off. I bit my lip, and pulled them down just under my plump bubble butt ginger cheeks and say, what like this.....

Jason I couldn't believe I had gone, in three days, from practically being a nun to a sex maniac. I was laying in bed with real life version of 'David' and found myself head-over-heels in love with him, and even more miraculously, the love seemed to be reciprocated. Of course I new there was a chance his infatuation was born of simply being with a guy who treated him like a human being, and not a sex object, as opposed to being truly in love with me, but I knew I would simply have to keep the promise I made to myself, and make sure Quinn would always know I was the only one for him. With these comforting thoughts I pulled his head to my chest and fell asleep, my cock still nestled deep in his ass. "Jason," I heard a whisper as someone gently shock my arm, "Jason, I'm sorry but please wake up." I could tell from the tone of Quinn's voice that something was wrong. Opening my eyes, and focusing on his face, I immediately saw that Quinn looked miserable. Where it wasn't black and blue, his face was pale, and evidence of extreme pain was as clear as day. "Jason, my head hurts really bad. Can I please have another pill please?" "Of course love." At this point I realized my cock was still sunk deeply inside his body, and that Quinn, having shaken my arm, my overly sensitive morning wood twitched and spurted a bit inside his ass. Even in his discomfort, however, Quinn was not oblivious to my cock, as he moaned a bit, the pleasure of my cock outweighing the pain of his bruised face. "I don't think I could handle that right now, but you sure feel good inside me," Quinn affirmed, as he wiggled a bit. "Well, it's a good thing I figured you'd need another pill in the morning. Just hold on," and with that I twisted my torso to reach the night stand, and in so doing, my body straightened out, which caused my dick to lurch up further inside Quinn's tight ass. "Oh fuck," he grunted. Grabbing the pill bottle from the table, and turning back to Quinn caused an inch and a half of my dick to slid out of his ass. But to the task. I opened the bottle, extracted q Vicodin, which I handed to Quinn, but then, as I reached for the glass of water on the night stand, another gasp of Quinn emitted another gasp of pleasure. This time, however, my resolve was weakening. As I handed the glass of water to Quinn, I deliberately stretched a bit more, grinding my hips into his ass. "Oh fuck, that is just to wrong." "Hmmm, what's wrong, babe?" I asked as I moved slightly, causing my dick to slide a few inches out of his ass. "You're truly fucking evil, and you know it." "I've no idea about what you're talking" I shot back at him, but still smiling sweetly. As he took the glass of water and pill from me, I slid my hands over his hips, deliberately flexing my cock in process. He froze in mid-act of downing the pill. I could small shudders of pleasure run through his body. "Jason, please." "Hmmm please what love?" as I ground my cock into his ass. Watching his breath quicken and noting the look on his face change to extreme pleasure was gratifying, but I gave him a slight reprieve, saying "Okay, I'll be good. Take your pill." "I seriously doubt that" he responded as he swallowed the medication. As he did so, I recognized I had an incredible desire, no an incredible need to breed Quinn again. I had to get as much of my toxic cum into his body as quickly as I could. I absolutely had to merge my DNA with his, thus making us one. I knew I should wait till he had healed a bit more, but with my cock already deep inside him, my resolve was weakening, almost as if my virus was in charge, and determined to give him yet another full dose. "Doubt what, love? That I'll be good? Hmmmm. I thought I've already shown you how good I can be. I guess I'll just have to remind you." With that leading suggestion, I took the empty glass from him, and leaned back, placing it on the table. Quinn shifted as if he was about to get up, so I gently grabbed him about the hips, and pulled his ass down to the base of my hard cock. The sudden decent caught Quinn unprepared, and his eyes widened as he looked at me. "Can't go anywhere yet, love." I pulled him even closer so his head rested against my chest, and I whispered to him "My cock's inside you hon. I'm going to breed you again. I can't pull out 'till I've filled you up. I'll take it slow baby, but I've got to make you mine." Wrapping my arms tightly around his shoulders, I secured his body against my chest, and began rocking my hips back and forth, slowly withdrawing and sliding back into his tight hole. Quinn lay in my arms, his eyes closed, letting me do what needed to be done. I took it slowly, so as not to cause him any more pain, and ensure he was with me for the ride. I kissed his forehead and massaged his torso, kissing my way from his ear to his neck, and exhaling my hot breath slowly across his head, Then I slid my tongue around the edge of his ear, tasting, feeling and devouring him. Eventually my lips encompassed his ear and my ear made its way to his earlobe. Quinn shuddered as I manipulated him, his hole clutching at my cock with quick, short spasms. "Oh Jason," and then Quinn's reluctance melted. His hands slid across my chest as he ground his ass onto my thick cock. Now it was my turn to hold still and let Quinn control the pace. As much as I needed to cum, I wanted him to enjoy himself, so I simply let him set the pace, trusting he wouldn't push himself further than the medication allowed. I simply lay back and let him twist and turn his hot hole around my cock, his hips taking more of my cock in and out of his ass. I roll us over so that I'm on my back and Quinn is straddled over my hips with my cock hilted all the way in his ass. "OH fuck yea baby, ride my cock. Your ass is so tight and its so hungry for my seed. That's what your want isn't it baby? Want my hot load in your ass?" "Gawd yes Jason, need to feel you squirt your load in my ass. Need to feel you breed me deep." "OH yeah that's how its supposed to be done baby. My seed deep inside you." Quinn has pulled his feet under him and his doing the full slide up and down my cock. Now its time for me to get back to work. I reach around and cup is ass in my palms to hold him up and start to long dick him. Quinn throw's his head back and moans as I start out slow drawing all the way back to the head and then slowly sliding my this eight inches back in. I repeat this a few times then I instead of sliding slowly sliding back in I quickly jab all the way and hold it there grinding in deep. "OH Jason yes long stroke me, oh yeah like that! OH fuck oh fuck right there do that again!" Quinn is practically screaming and trying to get as much of my poz stick in his ass as he can. He reaches down and grabs both my hands in his and laces our fingers together while simultaneously shoving his ass all the way down so that I'm balls deep. The next thing I know my eyes are rolling up in my head and I can't catch my breath. Quinn has started twerking on my cock. I had no idea that such a thing was possible. Quinn is doing these short fast pelvic thrusts onto my cock like he's having a seizure. My cock is jack-hammering in and out of his second sphincter and I can feel it snapping around my fuck stick. "OH SHIT Quinn, what's that OH MY GAWD!" Before I know it I can feel my poz load rocketing out my balls and straight out my shaft. I try to get a grip on his hips but Quinn wont let go of my hands and just keeps pounding away on my shaft. "OH yeah baby give me that load. Breed me good hon! OH yeah I can feel your cock spitting your bug in me, making sure to knock me up!" My head feels like its going to explode the sensation is so intense. Then Quinn just sits straight up and freezes and I look up just in time to see his ten inch monster launch is load into the air and over my head, then the second load lands all across my face the third and forth loads splatter across my chest and stomach and all this time the only part of Quinn that's moving is his cock. Finally Quinn just collapses on top of me panting and quivering smearing his cum all over both of us. I wrap my arms around his back and kiss the top of his head and just hold him as he come down from that incredible orgasm. After a few minutes Quinn peals his face from my cum splatter chest and looks up at me. He leans up and licks a few strands of cum off my face and then leans in and give me a deep kiss. "Hmm still tastes negative" he says and smiles at me. "Your going to have to try harder" as he clenches his ass around my dick. "Ohh yeah I think I can do that! But in the meantime I think we'd better shower and see just to our guests." "OH shit I forgot, do you think they heard?" "OH NO we didn't hear a thing" Tim says from just outside the bedroom door followed by "Newlyweds!" It's so fun to watch Quinn go from alabaster white to magenta red in less then 2 seconds. "Oh my gawd" and Quinn hides his face with his hands, meanwhile I we can hear Laura laughing to death down the hall. "And just why are you trolling outside my bedroom door?" "Well since you obviously didn't hear the knock at the door or me yelling at you that you had company or even when I yelled fire I figured I'd better come check and see if you two were alive." "You did NOT yell fire" I retort and then we hear Laura gasping and yelling "OH yes he did!" and then breaking down hysterically. "Oh wow my bad." and now I have a blush to match Quinn's. "So as I was saying you have company at the door. I'll let the officers know you'll be out in a few." "Officers?" Quinn and I both say together "Yeah seems some asshole got himself killed last night while we were all watching movies and they need to verify we were all here." "OK we'll be right there in about 10 offer them some coffee" "Done and ok" Quinn starts to get up off my cock and I can't help myself and grab his hips and slam him right back down onto it. He gasps and goes limp while I quickly roll him over on his back and grind my pelvis against his. I look him in the eyes and try to make him see the love in them. I cup his head in my hands and lean down and kiss him while giving him slow twisting thrusts. "I love you baby, I really do" Quinn reaches up and laces his fingers behind my neck and gazes up at me "Yeah I know and you know I love you just as much" and then its like he's been in my head this entire time and he says "and its not just a phase cause you've been nice to me I am very much in love with you. Then he wraps his legs around me waist and pulls me down for a deep heartfelt kiss. "hmm I really could get used to this. Ok love lets jump in the shower and see what the nice police men want. I have a pretty good clue but lets got find out for sure. "Sounds good to me but first you have to get your cock out of my ass" he giggles.

Tim walked through the door, only to see everyone was looking at him and laughing. "What?" "Jason's found a movie just for us." "Oh, dare I ask?" "It's a zombie movie." "Right on, but how is that for you?" "It's a zombie romance." Tim stared at Jason and then remarked "You're one sick fuck. You know that?" And with that, everyone again broke out in laughter. Meanwhile Laura walked over, gave him a welcoming kiss on the check, and in the process relieved Tim of some of the bags of food. Jason ruffled my hair as he headed for the kitchen to get dishes. I started to get up myself until Laura and Tim both fixed me with a stern look, and the admonition "You mister, just stay right there. We can deal with this, and with everything you've been through you can just relax." I was not about to argue, particularly as the pain medication from the hospital was starting to wear-off and my face was pulsating. Returning to the room, Jason brought various bowls and plates, and Laura and Tim soon had all the food placed out and opened on the table. Jason fixed me a plate and handed me his while he went to put in Warm Bodies afterwards settling in next to me, while Tim and Laura snuggle up on the other couch. As my face was very painful, and my head was pounding, I could barely eat. "Hey bud" Tim asked, "you feeling alright? You're squinting and you look sort-of pale." Jason leaned back and took a look at me. "Hon, have the pain med's worn off?" I nodded my head ever so slightly. "Hold on, I'll be right back." With that Jason went into the back room, returning almost immediately with a glass of water and a pill, saying "Here's a Vicodin that will take care of the pain." I swallowed the pillow and Jason got behind me on the couch and again we all settled for the movie. About 15 minutes later my head didn't hurt as quite as bad and what does hurt I couldn't bring myself to care about, so overall feeling pretty good, laying there cuddled-up with Jason, watching the movie, I was feeling somewhat as if I were floating and drifting, not to mention just very relaxed. I tilted my head back and, looked-up at Jason and found myself grinning at him. He responded by leaning forward and kissing my forehead as he stroked my hair. "How you feeling, love?" "Hmm good" and I responded, smiling at him some more. "Baby, you ever had a Vicodin before?" "Huh ah." "Oh, really. Have you ever had any prescription pain relievers before?" "Ahh nope." Tim and Laura grinned, looked at each other, then at Jason and me, and Tim announced "He's toast" They all giggled. "Yeah I think you're right," Jason chuckled. "Here, lean forward a bit hon, so I can get up." I tried, but my legs and arms feel like lead which was odd cause I felt like I was floating at the same time. In any event, I struggled to sit up and Jason had to help me into position. Laura demurely covered her mouth with her hand and Tim was outright laughing, remarking "The boy's a light weight." "I'm okay," I tried to say but my words seemed to come-out sort of muffled, which caused everyone to grin even more broadly. Finally Jason got out from behind me, picked me up and headed to our room, saying over his shoulder, "Night guys. We'll see you in the morning." Jason actually used my feet to close the door behind us and then gently laid me out on the bed. Leaning over, he gave me a soft kiss, and whispered "Night, baby." I reached up and entwined my fingers across the back of his neck, and returned his kiss, murmuring "Hey, you know what?" "What's that?" "I think I'm in love with you, but don't tell my Dad," and with that I burst out in laughter. "I think he already knows and approves." With that Jason again kissed me, and made to stand-up, I didn't release my grip, and in fact, I pulled him down closer to me, pleading for another kiss. "Anytime" and he delivered another kiss, but still I wouldn't let go, and I did my best to pull him into bed bed with me, so Jason ended-up laying on top of me, using his elbows to support his weight. "Someone's in a mood." "Mmmmm, oh yeah," and spread my legs so the he was now between them, then I hooked my ankles over his lower back, and tilted my hips so that I was rubbing my ass over the erection I could feel through our clothing. "Hmm feels like someone else is in a mood." Jason grinned down at me, saying "Well, I'd have to be dead to not be in the mood with your legs wrapped around me like that, but hon, shouldn't we wait till you feel better?" "I feel just fine" I purred in his ear and then licked the tip of his ear with my tongue, adding "I'd feel a lot better with your cock deep inside me." "Hon, you know they started you on PreP. We should use protect...," but I didn't allow him to finish the sentence as I captured his lips with mine and applied more pressure with my ass against his now extremely hard rod, breaking-off the kiss after a few seconds and then whispered in his ear "You will never use a condom again. There will never be anything between us. I want you deep inside me, raw, and I want your toxic juice inside my ass. I want you to make me part of you and then later I can do the same to you and we'll always be part of each other. I need this I need you to be part of me and I need to be part of you, and I don't want to talk about this again." "Yes love, whatever you want," and with that Jason ground his cock against my body. He cupped my ass in the palm of his hands and positioned me so his hard on was rubbing in the crease of my pants where my checks parted. He trust against me for a while, and then slid his hands up and under my shirt, his fingers caressing my back while his palms and thumbs massaged my abs. All the while my shirt was sliding up, exposing first my stomach, then my chest. Still his attention moved up my torso so eventually his thumbs reached my nipples and he stopped to caress them, making little circles around my nips. He broke off our kiss and leaned down and tongued each of my nipples, leaving them wet with his saliva, then he continued to rub them with his thumbs. It seemed as if my nips were hardwired directly to my hole and cock. I felt little jolts of pleasure racing through my body, making my cock flex and my hole clench. I did my best to push my ass harder and harder against Jason, who finally finished taking off my shirt. As he removed my shirt he pulled me against his chest, sliding me into his lap. We wrapped the other in our arms and kissed, while he fucked me through our pants. I reached up and grabbed his hair, pulling him harder against my body. I was making my own mouth hurt, but the pain was very far away. I was too sexually wired to care about such minor things. Finally he slid forward so I was positioned prone on my back, and, sliding out from between my legs Jason unbuttoned my pants, sliding both my trousers and underwear down and off. Then Jason stood-up and removed his own clothing. I loved watching him undress. When I say younger guys had nothing on him, I was serious. His chest was developed, without being overly so, his abs just show under the smooth skin of his stomach and then the creases in his hips to form a beautiful Y shape. His hips are just perfect to hold onto while he slides deep into my ass and I can't wait to grab them. Once he was naked he grabbed my legs and turned me over, and then he got into bed with me, straddling my cheeks so his cock was nestled between them. I could feel his precum dripping onto my lower back. He placed his hands on my shoulders and massaged them, at the same time he was rocking his hips back and forth over my ass. "Fuck Jason, that feels so good." "Hmm which part hon?" he whispered as he leaned over my back, his lips at my ear. "Both oh gawd I need you inside me," I whispered as his cock twitched, precum oozing into the crease of my ass. "How's this feel baby?" Jason asked, as he took my ear in his mouth and gently tongued it, while at the same time he sliding his cock between my ass spreading his venomous precum between my cheeks. Shuddering at the sensation, I put my ear to his mouth, and enjoyed the warmth of his breath and tongue, as at the same time I'm trying to angle my hips to try and get his cock into me. "Oh, fuck I need you inside me!" "Yes baby, you do, but not just yet." "Fuck Jason, just fuck me," but instead of answering me, he slid down my back. I could feel his cock leaving a slimy trail across my ass and my balls, almost kissing them en route. Jason, meanwhile, kissed licked his way across my back, leaving goosebumps in his wake. Sliding my hands under his arms, I tried pull him back up, but he kept moving down and I didn't have the strength to stop him. When Jason arrived at my ass checks, he paused to blow across it. I felt his breath, was hot in and of itself, but upon hitting the slimy precum trail his cock had drooled over my ass, it was deliciously cool. Jason then tongued up his own juice, and scooting down, he parted my cheeks, and his tongue slid up and down my ass crack. "Oh, fuck!" I lifted my hips as he closed in on my hole, but instead of making contact, he skipped over it and worked my taint, leaving a wet trail of spit down to my balls. "Jason, this isn't fair" I moaned, adding "I need you in me." "Mmmmm, yes," he mumbled into my balls as he slid one arm under my hips and lifted into a position where his tongue had better access to my balls. Meanwhile, gripping my cock, he pulled it down so he could kiss the tip and lick-up my precum, murmuring "Hmmmm, very tasty." Then Jason released my cock and snapped up against my stomach. Working his way back up, he again reached my hole, but once again he stopped sort of entering me. "Damn it, Jason, will you...." Suddenly, without any further ado, Jason dove the tip of his tongue into my hole. The sensation was as if someone had shoved a live electric wire into my ass. My head snapped up and reflexively I thrashed about, moreover, I was unable to prevent the loud groan that escaped my lips. Jason, meanwhile, kept diving into my hole. "OH, shit don't stop!" "Like that baby? Like having my tongue in your hole?" "Oh gawd yes!" Jason spread my cheeks apart and went to town on my hole, encircling it, and then spearing me deeply. I had never felt anything like this sensation before and I did my best to push back against his face, trying to get him in as deeply as possible. I could feel his spit sliding down my ass and dripping off my balls. I feel like pulling my hair out as I panting like a dog in heat, crying out "Fuck, Jason please!" I begged and moaned, my cock so hard it ached. Suddenly Jason flipped me over onto my back, and automatically my legs shot straight up. "Finally" I thought to myself, but Jason was not finished, 'cause he dove right back into my hole. In this position he drove his tongue ever deeper into m. I swore the entire length of his tongue was lodged in my hole, and that I could feel his teeth against my cheeks. After a minute or so, Jason removed his tongue from my hole, and licked my crack, taint, and hole. I couldn't stop whimpering and my head flailed from side to side in pleasure. Reaching down, I attempted to pull him up to my face so I could kiss him, but instead he extracted himself from my grasp, gave me a contented smile, and dove right back into my ass. I was so excited my precum oozed out of my pulsating cock, pooling on my abdomen. I was fucking ready to scream in frustration when Jason finally moved up to my cock, and I signed in pleasure, on the virtual cusp of blowing my load, knowing it would take only for Jason to to wrap his lips around my meat. "Yes, oh fuck yes, please." Jason, however, was not to be hurried. He kissed his way across my testicles, then to my shaft, slowly and deliberately licking and kissing his way up. When he finally reached my crown he blew across the glans, and moved past my cock to begin kissing my abs. "Oh my fucking gawd no!" I practically screamed. He chuckled as he continued kissing his way up to my chest. "Too much for you baby?" "Fuck no! Not a goddamn 'nough! Fuck! You're gonna fuckin' kill me! Oh my gawd, Jason, I can't take much more!" I panted, possibly screaming (or was it begging?) in frustration. Finally Jason had kissed his way up to my lips, and his cock was once again sliding between my cheeks. I could feel his cock head gliding in the precum and spit he had deposited all over my ass. Positioning himself on his forelegs, he slid my hips even higher, and then grabbing his thick piece of meat, he began tapping his head against my opening. With each tap, more of his natural lube oozed off onto my ass, and, pressing against me, I could feel his tip start to make an entrance into my ass - when he stopped, flexed his cock, and slid back out, saying "Got to get you ready, baby. Going to spread my toxic lube all through your ass. Is that what you want? Is this what you keep begging for?" "Fuck yes! Give me your seed! Drip your poz cum in me! Infect me and make me yours forever!" His cock slid back in, just up to the crown, and again I feel it pulse inside me, lubing me up, giving me his infected precum. Reaching back, I did my best to spread my cheeks to maximize the depth his cock could reach, but again Jason pulled out. Talk about the consummate cock tease. "Goddam! Fuck this, Jason!" I was so fucking horny I was all but out of my mind fuckin' horny. "You need this cock baby? Need it deep in you? You want to feel it kick and spit deep in your ass, giving you my poz load?" "Yes, godammit, Jason! I need your fucking cock in me now!" Jason pushed his cock back into my ass, and I could feel my muscles stretching as his crown slid in, only about one-half inch - only to stop. past the crown about a 1/2 inch and stops. I strain to push myself back into him, but Jason had a firm grasp on on my hips, and all he would allow me to do was rotate around his cock. His cock jerked and flexed inside my hole, spreading his lube all around as I rotated my hips. "Fuck I need you Jason, you feel so fucking incredible in my ass!" Again Jason slid back to the crown, but fortunately for him, he didn't withdraw, 'cause had he done so, I probably would have killed him. Instead he slid back so he was, in effect, sitting on his heels, and with his firm grip on my hips, pulled me with him, his hips making small thrusting movements, with each of which his cock moved incrementally deeper into my chute. "Oh, yes, fuck yes, finally, give me your poz cock! Fuck me deep, Jason!" "You getting what you want boy?" When he addressed me as 'boy', my ass twitched and grabbed his cock even tighter, which cause Jason to moan involuntarily. "Oh, hell yes, more I need more." "Yeah, this is what you need alright. Your ass is just begging for me, ain't it, boy?" "Oh, fuck yes. I need you all the way inside me. I need all of you deep in my ass. Fuck me, Jason!" At this point Jason had about one-half his thick monster cock inside my ass, and as such, he was at his widest point, which meant I was being stretched about as far as I could handle. Jason seemed to know this, 'cause he kept sliding back and forth between the crown and the mid-point on his cock, teasing me unmercifully. Then, sitting up, he drove his cock just a bit past half way point, and hooking my legs over his shoulders, he leaned forward, his lips next to my ear, and asked "Is this what you need boy?" "Fuck yes." "And what is it you need?" "I need your cock all the way in me." "What else?" "Your cum. I need you to cum deep inside me, please." "Tell me again. What do you need, boy?" "I need your poz load. I need you to fuckin' infect me. I fuckin' need you to breed my ass with your toxic seed. Fuck me, Jason, give me toxic load." He was still only sliding about one half of his entire length in and out of my ass, which felt great, of course, but I needed to feel his hips against my cheeks. I needed to have his balls slamming my ass as they pumped me full of his venom. "You have to ask the right way, boy" Finally I understood what he wanted. "Oh, yes, Sir, give me your seed! Breed me fucking deep, Sir. Your boy needs your poz load. OH FUCK YES!" The first time I used the word 'sir', Jason slammed the rest of his eight inches into my ass, and with that, the head of his cock slammed right through my second opening like a freight train, and he began shooting his load where it would do the most good. My eyes rolled back in my head in pleasure, and between his cock spewing deep in my ass, and his stomach muscles massaging my cock, I was also pushed off the cliff and began blowing my load all over our stomachs, my ass holding Jason in a death grip, and, as my cock shot, I could feel him trembling as my ass muscles involuntarily milked him for every drop of poison in his balls. "Fuck yes, your ass wants my juice!" Jason panted, shoving his cock hard and full depth into my ass, his duty to my ass fulfilled. Finally we both seemed to run dry and we just lay there, panting. After a minute or so, Jason made to extract himself from my grasp, but I had another idea, and hooked my legs around his waist, holding him tightly against my body. "Not yet please? Just stay in me. I want every drop you can give me." "Hmmmm, I think I can do that," and with that, Jason gentle rolled the two of us onto our sides, but his eyes never left mine. "Hey, you want to know something?" "What's that?" I said as I nuzzled my check against his chest. Jason took my face gently and, looking deeply in my eyes, said "Someone thinks you're very special." "Hmm really? Who is that?" I asked, smiling contentedly at him. Jason leaned forward and kissed the tip of my nose, and at same time, flexed his cock, (which, as an aside, made me gasp), as he whispered "Me."

Laura Sitting in this chair I simply couldn't believe how disgusting some people prove to be. The things they do to each other, the way they live, frankly - their very existence is disgusting. They shouldn't be allowed to breath the same air as I do. As my thoughts gradually turned darker I could finally feel the approach of one of these people, and so it was: the door slid open and in walked Miss Redmen. "Hello, Miss Redmen. Please have a seat. We have things to discuss." "Discuss?" "Yes. Discuss. It means 'to talk about or go over certain subjects'. When I asked you to come meet with me, I anticipated the need to 'dumb-down' my vocabulary, but I should think even you would know the word 'discuss'." "Who the hell do you think you are? Breaking into my house, just to insult me when I come home?" "I'm the wife to the father of your son. I've come here to discuss your departure from this town, and that you will never return here again." "Oh, and what makes you think I'll just agree to what ever you want, especially after the insults?" "Miss Redmen, my father taught me how to negotiate with people and how to turn situations around so I benefit. He also taught me to always offer those with whom I'm negotiating a choice. My father always found that given a choice, any reasonably self-serving person would go along with the course he offered to them, particularly when he showed them the benefit they would receive in that course of action. "Oh really? Sounds like your father was a fountain of wisdom," she retorted sarcastically. "Miss Redmen, let us commence our discussion. I propose you move away, several states away, in fact. I will pay for the move. I will buy you a mobile home and the lot in what ever white-trailer-trash-park you choose. You in turn, will ever contact Quinn, Jason, me or anyone else in this town. Never again." "What if I don't want to move? What if I've decided that I need to repair my relationship with Quinn and make up to him all the things I've done wrong?" she smirked, clearly thinking she was baiting me. Stupid woman! Why do people always feel they can outsmart those who are, in every way, obviously superior? How this woman could be Quinn's mother was beyond me. The two were so completely different. "Well, Miss Redman, as I mentioned," I said as, at this point, I rose to my feet, picked-up my handbag, adjusted my coat and headed for the sliding door, "I like to give people choices. Before I leave would you like to hear your other choice?" "Oh, sure. Fill me in, please." "Your other choice is that I plant your sorry ass under a nice spruce tree so that you may fertilize it for years to come." "You're bluffing." They always say that. Maybe it is from watching to many bad films where the scripts have no imagination and everyone is supposed to say that line. Smack! And with that I knocked her on her ass. "Miss Redmen, does that feel like a bluff to you? Now back to your choices. Would you like to move to a location of your choice, or would you prefer that spruce tree I mentioned?" She sat there rubbing her face, glaring at me. Knowing I had the upper hand, I put a little more pressure on her, saying "Now, Miss Redman. I'm not going to waste much more time on you." "I want to move to Florida. And I want a nice trailer. And I want you to pay me." "I am paying you. I'm paying for your move, your trailer, the lot for the trailer, and I'm allowing you to keep breathing. You are lucky you are getting that much." Then I played my ace card, calling out "BOYS!" In from the back room came Sam, and through the sliding door stepped Dan. Sam looked like a typical street thug, but Dan looked as if he hacked computers or the like. Interestingly, it was all an illusion. Although most people wouldn't believe it until they had actually seen Sam and Dan in action, in fact the reality was just the opposite. Sam was one the best financial accountants I knew, and Dan, well let's just say when Dan is called into action, people don't generally have the chance to discuss his expertise with others, as dead people tell no tales. Most people would also be astounded to learn Sam and Dan are a couple of more then ten years, and further they were trained by one of my father's associates. Everyone believes that the Family took over all the casinos, and that is certainly true, but the other area in which the Family has a vested interest is insurance. Naturally, we make a killing there. "Boys, would you two be so kind as to assist Miss Redmen in collecting her personal property, and escort her to Florida? You know what to do when you get there. Have any paperwork you need signed faxed to my home number and I'll take care of it." "You can't do this to me!" "I didn't do anything to you. You did it all to yourself. If you had just left Quinn alone and let him move on you wouldn't be where you are now. But look at it this way, you're getting a new start, and you won't have to spend a dime. Just don't come back or try to contact anyone here. Good bye, Miss Redmen. I hope to never see you again. If I do, it will be very unfortunate for you." Then turning to Sam and Dan, I remarked "Boys, I'll see you when you get back. Enjoy yourselves after your done with Miss Redmen, and put it on my account." With that I left, knowing the boys would handle Miss Redmen, and take care of things one way or another. My daddy taught me many things but he always said the most important thing was family. Jason is my family and now so is Quinn and you don't mess with my family! *********************************************************************************** Jason As we exited the front of the hospital we saw Tim and Laura, both parked in the passenger loading zone. The nurse wheeled Quinn over towards them, and the look of shock was plain on Laura's face as she took in the damage that had been done to Quinn's face. Frankly, he looked like he had been in a boxing ring and had lost. Laura got out of the car, walked-over, hugged me, and then turned to Quinn, saying "Hi, handsome. I'm Laura. Tim's better half," giving Quinn a welcoming smile. Quinn returned the smile, and attempted a chuckle, but was defeated by the discomfort. "Oh, I'm sorry Quinn. I shouldn't make jokes just yet." "Nah, it's ok. It just hurts a little." "You don't make a very good liar" but accompanied her observation with an understanding smile, then, turning to me, Laura suggested "Jason, why don't you take Quinn in my car, and I'll ride with Tim, and we'll all meet at the house?" "Thank you guys. That would be great. Would you guys mind stopping by Little China and picking up some food? Some egg flower soup and wanton soup might be easier for Quinn to eat for a while." The nurse meanwhile had wheeled Quinn up to Laura's car, and taking Laura's offer of an arm, Quinn rose out of the wheelchair, and, with some difficulty, got into the passenger seat. "Great idea, Jas, we'll take care of it. You want your usual?" "Yes please." Meanwhile Laura had positioned Quinn safely in the car, and had shut the door. "Thank you again, guys. I really appreciate this. I don't know how I would have gotten through this without you." "Well, you don't have to bud, and again, I'm sorry for being such an ass earlier. I was way out of line. It's pretty obvious you love him," Tim quietly said, as he pulled me into a a big hug. Laura, who gentle stroked my back, just as quietly said "He's all loaded into the car. We'll be at your place in about 20. I'm going to call in the order and Tim can pick it up after he drops me off at your car." "Great see you then, guys." With that I loaded Quinn's back pack into the rear of the car, and, got into the driver's seat, checked to ensure Quinn's seat belts were properly fastened, noting that he appeared to be out of it, and, as Laura and Tim began to maneuver out of the parking lot, I quietly asked "Hey love, you there?" "Yeah. Just want to go home." "Sure thing love." Without another word, I started the car and headed home. The trip was, not surprisingly, quiet, and, as I expected, Quinn seemed, at least, withdrawn, which was understandable considering what he had been through. Pulling into the driveway and parking the car, I turned to Quinn and asked "Love, do you need help? Or can you make it by yourself?" "I can make it, its just my face that hurts." "Okay hon I'll get the door." I reached into the back, grabbed Quinn's pack and got out of the car, quickly walked to the house and opened the door for Quinn who was moving somewhat more slowly than I. Once inside I suggested Quinn make himself comfortable on the couch, and when I saw he was taking my advice, I took his pack and hospital stuff into the bedroom. Returning to the living room, it looked as if Quinn had dozed off, so I placed an afghan on him, and sat on the side of the cushion, stroking his hair off of his forehead. He reached-up, clasped my hand, and gestured for me to join him in reclining on the couch, so I tucked myself sideways so his was resting on my chest, but in a position where I could still see his face. Unbidden, I wrapped my other arm around him, and found myself holding him tightly, murmuring "Quinn baby, I'm so sorry. I feel that I just keep failing you. We've only been together two days and you've been raped, beaten-up and almost abducted. So much for taking care of you. I'm sure doing a fucked-up job of it." "Jason, none of this was your fault. Don't let this get to us, please. My mother is the one at fault and now that everyone know's whats going on it will be a lot harder for her to do anything. So can we not talk about this right now? My head hurts and what ever they gave me is making me a little sick to my stomach, which is something else I don't want to talk about there will be plenty of time later." "Okay love, it's all up to you, but whatever happens, I'll stand behind you. No matter what." "Jason, stop please?" "I'm sorry hon. How about this?" I pulled him tighter against my body, and ever so gently caressed his lips with mine. At the same time I rubbed his back and supported him with one hand as my other hand slid up the front of his shirt to rub circles across his stomach, feeling his hard abs against my palm. Then I slid my hand further up his chest and rubbed small circles around his nipple. Quinn scooted-up a bit, and reaching with one hand, he cupped and squeezed the back of my neck, so naturally I began to caress and gently tweak Quinn's nipple. "Hmm yes" he mumbled into my lips. "You like that baby?" "Mmmmm oh yeah." I now slid my hand down along his sternum, letting my fingers lead the way, flowing over his stomach and past this belly button, and eventually my fingers brushed against his cock head which was peeking out the top of the waist of his pants. Quinn gasped as I rubbed the moisture at the tip of his cock around his cock head and under his foreskin. "Hmmmm, oh Jason," Quinn moaned. "Well, I guess someone needs some attention," I remarked as I maneuvered out from under him, and slid down on my knees so I was kneeling next to the couch. I allowed one hand to tweak his nipples while the other rubbed his cock through his pants. I licked the upper part of his stomach, and then licked my way down to his belly button. His cock head was hovering over his stomach and dripping precum. I kissed the tip and then licked it, cleaning-up all the precum. "Hmmmmm, more." "Want more love?" "Yes." I could feel Quinn's hands on the top of my head trying to guide me to his cock. I resisted and kissed down both sides, then I kissed the middle of his cock that was sticking out of his pants, using just the barest of pressure to kiss my way back up. Quinn was lifting his hips off the couch and trying to get more sensation over his engorged cock. When I reached the crown I darted my tongue out but only lap up the nectar that had escaped his foreskin. Quinn moaned and wiggled under my attention. I realized I really didn't have much time, but I couldn't help but tease Quinn, he was so completely responsive. I wrapped my lips around his cock head as my hand searched for the snap on his pants. Once the snap was undone, I unzipped him, and allowed his monster cock free, taking more and more of it into my mouth, eventually ending up with about three inches lodged in my throat. As my tongue caressed his cock, he groaned in pleasure. "Oh, yes, please, more Jason." I moved up and let his cock escape my lips, quietly saying "Eventually," and I started to tongue and kiss his cock from tip to base. My lips and tongue worked every part of his cock, but without taking him back into my mouth. As I did this, I worked his pants down a bit so now his entire shaft and nuts were free. "More!" Quinn panted with need. I worked my way back down to his balls and allow my hand to gently move his foreskin back and forth along the length of his shaft, slathering his nuts, but barely moving his foreskin across his cock, teasing him, making him feel every minute sensation so the tension with every second. "Jason please!" He had a death grip on my head and was trying to force me back on his cock, but I just continued to tongue his nuts, as I gently manually manipulated his foreskin. I took his balls in my other hand, and kissed my way back up, applying only a little more pressure. Lifting his cock, I reached the head, opened my mouth wide, and allowed his cock to slide into my mouth, but still without applying any pressure. He could feel the heat and moisture of my mouth, but no suction, no pressure, not yet. "Oh gawd!" Quinn's rocked from side to side as he thrust his hips, trying to get me to apply oral pressure, but I didn't allow him the upper hand. Only two or three inches of his cock were lodged in my throat, just enough for him to feel my mouth, but not allowing him into the tightness of my throat. "Jason, suck me please," he moaned. I closed my lips around his cock but still without applying any pressure. I was intent on building-up the tension, rather than giving him a quick blowjob. I wanted him to feel every single step of what a blow job could be: the heat, the wetness, the gentle pressure of a man's lips, and, in due course, some suction. Working his nuts with one hand, gently pulling and rubbing them, I moved my mouth down and now he could feel his cock slowly siding down my throat, but I was still not sucking on him. I simply allowed him to thrust a bit more down my throat and work my way up. "No, more please Jason, more!" I ignored his pleas and slid off his cock, and, when it was fully free, I pulled back all the way to his crown and slid my tongue under his foreskin. I could feel the slime of his precum and I could taste the sweet tang of it's taste, as well. His cock jerked as I sucked a slight bit harder and I was rewarded with more oozing nectar, so I began a slow decent down on his monster cock, a slow, ever so slow decent. When I had about two inches into my mouth, I sucked on him like a baby on a bottle. I let up and slid another inch, and tighten my lips, but still no sustained suction. Quinn was practically crawling out of his skin to enjoy more pleasure, but I had his nuts in my grip, and was not above controlling him through them. I then applied a bit more suction and slid down another two inches, so that the head of his cock was just hitting the back of my throat. I relaxed my lips, but swallowed and my throat massaged and molded itself around his cock head. Quinn gives a small shudder as his breathing became increasingly ragged and deep. "Jason, you're fucking killing me! Oh gawd, Jason, more! Jason, suck me please! Jason please?" He panted and begged for more and I loved the feeling of control I had over him. I could, with the slightest amount of pressure, and just the right time, or in just the right spot, reduce this young man into a begging, quivering wreck, pleading with me for release. I start my way back up, relaxing my lips at the same time. "Noooo!" Quinn wailed as he tried like hell to thrust back into my mouth, but my hands around his cock only allowed him so much movement. Realizing I had the upper hand, he begged me, saying "Jason, no, please, let me cum, please." It was time. I firmed my lips around his cock and slid down. No sooner had his cock head hit my throat than I swallowed, moving further and further down his cock. It had been quite a long while since I last did this to a guy, and I had to struggle to prevent myself from gagging. I had about six inches buried down my throat and my eyes were starting to water a bit. I pulled back up and Quinn again cried out but I needed to catch my breath and get my gag reflex under control. I took several deep breaths, and went back to teasing him some more. Even so, I knew we were running out of time, so it made sense to wrap this up soon but I found torturing Quinn to be too much fun. I slightly tighten my lips around his shaft and continued down, doing my best to keep my throat relaxed, breathing through my nose as I tried to work all of Quinn's shaft into my gullet. When I probably had about eight inches in, I held still sucked hard, bobbing my head back and forth and I could feel Quinn's nuts trying to draw-up. His breathing was a heavy pant and he was thrusting his hips as much as I would allow him, as suddenly Quinn stopped panting and I could feel his nuts contracting for an explosion. I released my hold on them and Quinn automatically drove the last two inches down my throat as he screamed in pleasure, and his ass drove his cock full depth into my mouth. "OH FUCK OH SHIT!" His ten inches fired hard and fast down my throat giving me his sweet negative juice. After the fourth shot I pulled back and was rewarded with two more shots of hot cum into my mouth. I worked his cock by sucking and bobbing my head up and down to milk as much of his cream as I could get. Once his hips relaxed and his butt was back on the cushion, I released his cock from my mouth and leaned forward to kiss him, pushing some of his own cum into his mouth. We snowballed his cum back and forth with our tongues before I shoved the last of it into his mouth and broke-off the kiss. Afterwards Quinn looked up at me and remarked "Hmmmmm, still tastes negative to me. You're going to have to fix that." Startled I looked at him and found him meeting my stare, and he continued saying "I hadn't changed my mind. You're going to poz me and I'm going to carry your DNA inside me for the rest of my life." "If that is what you want baby, I'll be happy to help you out with that," and leaning forward, I kissed Quinn gently on the lips, just as he slid his hand down the front of my pants. At just that moment we both heard a car door slam in the front. "Opps, later baby. Laura's here. Pull up your pants and I'll go answer the door." With that I give him a final kiss and got up off my knees to let Laura in.

Quinn's response caused my cock, which was already impossibly hard, to jerk and spit in his ass. The 'monster' had claimed me, and I just had to plant as much of my toxic seed in his ass as I could. Afterwards we lay there and I continued to stir my cock in the juices bottled-up inside his ass. Groggily, he lay there, moaning as I picked-up tempo. I slid into him making sure I bottomed-out, getting all of my eight inches in as deeply as possible. Each time I hilted-up Quinn let out a gasp and moan which I took to be born somewhat in pleasure and more so in pain. I reasoned he had been somewhat torn-up by what happened at his Mom's place, and what I had been doing to him. The thought of what that bastard 'John' did to Quinn infuriated me and adding to my fury was that his mother allowed it to happen, even condoned it, labeling Quinn a bad child when Quinn told her he didn't want some fat ugly man to fuck him! Unconsciously I drove my cock even harder into Quinn, pounding his ass in my anger, and not until he whimpered did I realize what I was doing. "Ahhh Jason, it hurts, please take it easy." I tried to, but it was too late: my cock was in his ass and it was in charge. I knew I was hurting him, and a part of me I wanted to stop, but but I couldn't. I drove my dick deep inside his ass, slid my arms up his side, hooking his legs, and positioning them up to my shoulders. Once they were securely in place, I reached under him, pulling his body upwards, so he was somewhat on his shoulders, then I straighten my legs, which caused my cock to slide out most the way, and then I dropped my hips onto Quinn. He cried-out as I hit bottom and tried to wiggle away, but I had control of his body, and was determined to reach as far into his ass as was possible. "Shh shh baby its ok we're almost there." I can feel it in my balls, they were tightening-up, getting ready to eject their load into Quinn's fertile ass. My cock was expanding and lengthening, getting ready to fire. "Are you ready, baby? I'm going to breed you again. This is what we both want." Quinn whimpered and I honestly couldn't tell if it was from the pain or in agreement, but the sound makes my nuts fire. I could feel my semen racing down my cock, my semen and the virus it carried racing to find an opening, a crack in Quinn's defenses, a crack in defenses through which it could lodge itself and grow, merging with him, infecting him making him one of us, one with us. I captured his lips with mine as I spewed my load into his ass, trying to kiss the pain away, to distract him. I released my lock on his shoulders and cradled his head, pulling him to my mouth. My balls contracted one last time, sending one last charged spurt of cum into my lover, trying to get as much toxin into him as my body could produce. Rolling the two of us over onto our sides, I released his legs, although I still kept him tucked into a ball against my chest. "You did great love. I know it hurt and I love you so much for allowing me to do this with you. Just rest now babe." "I love you too Jason" Quinn said, his fingers tracing my tattoo. We cuddled and dozed, my cock still lodged in his tight ass. *********************************************************** Quinn Butt fucking, gawd, my ass felt like it was on fire, but I knew this was would happen when I submitted to Jason - when I made up my mind to be completely his, and let him fill me up with his HIV. As much as I love him, (and the sex has been absolutely amazing), I was just as glad that he had stopped for a while as my ass and my balls both needed a break. I could feel Jason finally softening up inside me but as tightly as he had entrapped my waiste with his legs, I didn't think his cock would ever come all the way out. Which as okay: at least he wasn't pounding me and ripping my hole open. "Love," I said, "can we please take a break now? I'm not sure I can take much more." "Sure, baby, sure. I'm sorry I hurt you." "I know it's ok." With that, Jason very slowly and gently pulls his thick cock from my ass. As it popped-out and the air hit my hole, I couldn't help but hiss. "Oh damn," and murmured as I lay there, panting, "oh, fuck, that hurts so good." "I'm sorry, love. Just roll onto your stomach and stay like that. I'll be right back." Jason disentangled himself from me and went into the bathroom. I heard the water flowing, and I figured he was cleaning-up. Soon I heard him returning, and, looking over my shoulder, I saw he was approaching me, carrying a wash cloth. He placed the cool cloth on my check and gently washed first the right side, then skipping over my crack he washed the left, and then very gently worked his way inwards spreading the cool cloth over my ravaged ass. Even as gentle as he was, it still stung a bit, but the coolness was refreshing. Afterwards Jason leaned over and kissed me between my shoulder blades, then up the back of my neck, over to my shoulder and up to my ear where he murmured "Hey." "Hmm." "How about we go back to the front room, cuddle on the couch, have some some Chinese food, and watch some movies? Sound like a plan to you?" "Yeah, I could go with that." "Awesome" he breathed into my ear. I turned my head, and we looked at each other. Then I leaned forward and kissed him, saying "I could get used to that." He smiled in reply, murmuring "Yeah, me too." Straightening-up, Jason offered me a help, I rolled over, took his hand, and gingerly stood-up, only to fall again into his arms. He tucked my head beneath his chin and enveloped me with his body. I felt so safe with him. I could feel his breath on my hair, I could hear his heart beat in his chest and I could sense just how much he loved me and that this is where I belonged. Finally he straightened-up, released me, but simultaneously taking my hand and intertwining his fingers with mine. As we walked-down hallway, we couldn't help but grin and giggle as we passed the laundry closet. "That was one of my better ideas." "Yeah. I think I can agree. That was pretty amazing." "The movies are under the TV. Pick-out something and I'll get us some plates" and he heads into the kitchen. Stepping into the living room I finally looked around. Jason had great taste. Everything seemed to work together. Living like I had with my Mom, I really don't know if anything of his was expensive, but to my inexperienced it seemed to be. There was, however, one thing which I knew to be expensive and that was the 65" flat screen TV mounted on the wall. I swear it was wider then my room was at the trailer park. Underneath it was a long movie case with seemingly hundreds of DVD's. Opening the glass door, I began to sift through them, noting he had everything from animations to zombies, comedy to horror. 'Geez where do I begin?' I thought. About then Jason entered the room carrying some plates, and he asked "Find anything yet?" "Oh my gawd. Are you kidding? Where do I start?" Jason looked at me, curiosity written plainly on his face, and then, realizing, perhaps, that I had perhaps seen virtually none of the movies, he grinned a bit sheepishly "Ah well, I entertain my friends' two daughters from time to time, and then there is 'Guys night' and 'Girls night'...." "Ahhhh, 'Girls night???'" "Well, yeah. Laura and I hang out and watch the sappy romantics that Tim won't watch, then Tim and I will watch the horror movies that Laura doesn't like, so yeah, I have got a ton of movies." Suddenly I felt insecure. I didn't know these people, what inwardly speculated 'They don't know me and they probably won't like me. No one in this town has ever liked me but Jason. What if they convince him that I'm to young for him or that I'm too stupid or that I'm just a worthless whore and he should run me off? I was afraid of these people who I had never met. "Quinn?" "Yeah?" "What's wrong, baby?" "What if.... What if they don't like me?" I quietly asked, "what if they don't approve of me?" "Well, Tim already likes you." "Huh?" "Tim is my boss and friend. He's the one who set us up in the extra room at the office, and provided the supplies and drinks for your studies." "Oh." "And Laura is his wife, and they have two daughters, Stacy and Isabel. All of them are the nicest of people, and like just about everyone, so you'll be just fine, hon." "Are they going to be ok with us?" "It may take them some time to get used to the idea, but pretty soon they'll treat you just like one of the family." "Ok. Well, if you say so." "I do say so. Now, choose your food, grab a seat and I'll pick a movie. Do you have any idea what you'd like to watch?" "Whatever you want is fine." "Quinn, at least give me a hint of what you'd like," gesturing at the kajillion movies in the cabinet. "Oh, I don't know something funny? Something..., Oh, just whatever." A grin crossed Jason's face "'Something ..., Oh whatever'? And just want kind of whatever is it you're afraid to ask?" I could feel my face starting to blush and my ears went beet red, so I quickly turned, grabbed a plate and started going through the food choices. Jason, however, wouldn't let me off the hook that easily, as approaching me, he leaned-in close and asked "Were you thinking maybe something..., maybe a little romantic?" as he batted his lashes at me. I couldn't help but laugh "Yeah, kinda." "Okay. How about funny and romantic. Will that work?" "Yeah, I'd like that." We spend the rest of the evening laughing and crying through a number of movies. I was never before so happy. I was warm, comfortable, and had a wonderful man who made me laugh, cry and feel safe. At some point during the night we fell asleep on the couch, curled up against one another. As far as I was concerned, life was perfect.

Jason I'm so livid I can barely control myself. The only thing keeping me from hunting down that guy and Quinn's mother is Quinn's need of me right now. How anyone could do that, how anyone could allow and consent to that being done to their own child is beyond me. I pour Quinn into the passenger seat, toss his pack into back so I can belt him in and rush around to get in the drivers side. Starting the engine I floor it and the car takes off like a bat out of hell. I'm racing through the mobile park my only thought is to get Quinn home and safe. Just as we are leaving the park to turn on the main road I see Quinn's mother and sure enough she spots us as well. She starts to walk towards my car, but stops after looking at my eyes, instead she just smiles and waves. Fucking bitch I think to myself and pull onto the main road gunning the engine to get Quinn home. He's shaking uncontrollably and he's got the sup-subs and can't seem to stop. I'm really starting to get worried. Ten minutes later I'm pulling into the driveway and he's not any better in fact he's worse. His face is all red and he now has the hiccups. I bail out of the drives seat, run around my car, practically tearing the door off getting it open, unbuckle Quinn and quickly grab him and run to the house. I'm trying to juggle Quinn and get my house keys, finally I just stand him on his feet, keeping my arm around him and get the house key and get us in. My poor Quinn is about to shake himself apart and is all glassy eye'd like he's in shock. I pick him up again and run for the bathroom. Dumping him in the shower I shock him with a blast of cold water. He jerks around and finally seems to come to, so I immediately turn the hot water on and bring the temperature back up, and get in with him and hold him tight against my chest. He's still shaking but not as bad and his hiccups and tears have stopped. I just hold him for a few more but he seem so despondent. I'm trying to think, trying to come up with a plan to break though, and suddenly I know what to do. I turn us so that his back his facing the shower spray and I reach over for the shampoo. Getting a generous amount I start to wash and massage Quinn's hair, running my fingers through is hair, gently messaging his scalp. Then I wrap an arm around his waist and with my other hand I gently tilt him back so that his head is in the water. He blinks as a few drops splash his face, and his eyes seem to focus a bit more and he looks at me. I smile down and him and then lean forward and devour his lips. I breath a deep sigh of relief when I feel Quinn's arms reach up and cross over my neck and he begins to kiss me back. "Hey baby, welcome back I missed you. Next time you go on a vacation take me with you okay?" Quinn starts crying again but its a more relaxed sound and without the shaking, its more like he's just letting something go. "Okay" he nods his head. I turn Quinn back around and set him on the bench, turning around I switch the nob around to bath, hit the lever to stop up the drain then turn back around . I remove my sneakers and then quickly shuck the rest of my clothing tossing them in the sink. Then I kneel down and start to undress Quinn. I gently remove his shoes, then his shirt and set them on the rug, now comes the hard part I'm afraid that removing his sweat bottoms might set him off after what just happened. I look up at his face and he's still with me. "Hey baby I don't want to upset you but you look really funny in my shower with your cloths on, mind if I take these off and I gently tug on the legs of his pants. He looks down and me and a very small grin crosses his face. "Well I guess almost removing a man's balls with a knife would make you bad so ya I think you've meet the requirements to do that." I stretch my arms forward, wrap them around his waist and pull him from the bench to my lap, the sweatpants completely forgotten. "Love I'd do anything for you. You know that right?" "Yeah I kind of figured that out today." I kiss him tenderly and deeply then patting his butt I motion for him to stand. "Ugh that's hard on the legs" I say as I unfold them out from under me and then squat on my heals. I grab the sweats by the waist band and pull them down revealing Quinn's gorgeous butt in pair of my backless underwear. "OH NICESS" I can't help but say and set the pants on the bench. "Hmm you like" "OH very much so" I turn him around to get a better view and notice some red streaks in the crease of his ass. I have to take a deep breath to keep my temper. "You okay" He's looking down over his shoulder at me. "OH yeah just loving the view" I don't want to bring back the memory of the event so try to cover up my reaction. "I think I'll enjoy these a lot more later though I'm a little wiped out at the moment. Hey baby hand me the body wash okay." Quinn reaches behind him and over my head to hand me to soap. I pour some into my hand, reach around Quinn and put the bottle on the bench. Rubbing my hands together I start at his ankles and slowly slide/wash my way up his legs. When I get to his butt I start at his hips and just run my hands down his cheeks being careful not to get to far into his crack. I want to get rid of the blood without him seeing and I don't want to hurt him anymore by scraping sensitive tissue. So I just start a washing circles on both checks and letting my thumbs gently wash away the traces of blood. The water level is getting pretty high now so I reach around and turn it off. "Okay hon let me turn around and you just slide down and relax against me and I can get the rest of you that way." "I still have underwear on" "Leave em you look hot" "I can wash myself." "Yeah I know but I need to do this right now and I think you need it as well." "Okay, yeah I think your right." He steps around me and I re-position myself. Quinn sits down in the water which causes him to hiss and his eyes widen when it touches his hole. I put my arms around his chest and pull him against me tucking my chin in the space between his head and shoulder. "Its okay love it will stop in just a sec" I then distract him by nibbling on his earlobe. Soon he starts relax against me and I lean back against the raised bench of the tub. My head bumps the body wash and knocks it into the water. I grab the floating bottle, open the top and pour a little onto Quinn's chest. "Hey that's cold you know" "OH, I don't think you'll get frostbit from it" I chuckle. I snap the lid shut and then start to rub my hands though the soap and all across his chest. I let my fingers circle around his small nipples and just gently brush over the top of them. Quinn tilts his head back and looks at me. "Can I have a kiss?" he says smiling at me. "You sir, can have anything you want." "Anything" he says rather seriously "Anything" babe "Okay but for now I just want a kiss." I slide a bit to one side and tuck him into my arm and he tilts his head and we kiss. Its soft, tender and very full of need. Not just his need to know that someone loves him but my need to know that he's still mine and he's going to be alright. As we kiss I hug him to me. Finally I break our lip lock and kiss his check then his ear, down to his neck and shoulder. Quinn moans softly and leans into each kiss. I notice that he's starting to get aroused by the growing bulge in the underwear, Lord knows I am, but I also know this isn't the time. Not yet to soon and he's hurt. "Okay baby, why don't you just relax in here for a bit more, I'm going to shove all these wet cloths into the wash and call for Chinese and have them deliver lunch and dinner cause I'm not feeling like cooking at all today." Quinn sits up so I can slide out. I step out and then reach in for the pants on the bench and the cloths on the rug. I can't help myself and I wring them out over his head. "HEY!" he sputters as water splashes into his mouth, then starts splashing water at me. "No no no, water has to stay in the shower" and I dance back out of the way. "You cheat!" "Yep damn right I do." I grin and walk back over to Quinn. I lean in and kiss him on the head, he flicks some water at me <like I didn't see that coming>, so of course I lean over and hit a button on the bench. The jets on the side of the tub shoot out a blast of cold water before warming up and of course the turbulence of the water splashes water all over Quinn's face. I quickly grab the cloths in the sink and move for the door calling back "I told you I cheat!" I hear some inarticulate words coming from the bathroom and figure I probably don't want to know what they are and grin to myself. I reach the laundry closet and remember that Quinn's cloths are in the dryer. Was it really just last night that he showed up at my door? Damn it seems like its been forever so much has happened. Quinn "Lousy stinking cheater!" I yell at my retreating lover. Lover, wow, this awesome man is my lover. Not sure how all this happened but we went from friends straight to lovers and skipped the whole boyfriend thing. And you know what? That's just fine with me. I'm happy with him and at this point I'm pretty positive he's happy with me. The look on his face as he held that knife to John's nuts should scare the hell out of me but it actually makes me grin and just a little turned on. Okay more then a little. Its arousing to have someone that loves you so much that he'd do that to someone. "Mental note to self. Do NOT make Jason really mad" I think to myself but I'm not really afraid as I know he would never hurt me no matter what. But Heaven help anyone else that does. I lean into one of the jets and let it beat against my back, it feels so good and I just want to lay here in the tub forever. I take the underwear off and wad them up and tuck them behind my head to use as a pillow and close my eyes. I must have dozed off cause I feel Jason lips against my eyelids first one then the other then my forehead. "Hey they say some guys get sexy as they get older but if you prune up much more I'm gonna have to trade you in" "OH well at least my wrinkles are from sitting in the water to long what's your excuse OLD MAN," Jason clutches both hands over his heart and staggers back. "OUCH that hurts." "Well they say you hurt the ones you love." I snicker. "I'll remember that" Jason retorts "Yeah sure you got old timers you'll forget as soon as you close your eyes" "Evil child" "You taught me well" "Ok Ok I give" and Jason is laughing while holding his hands up in surrender. "Food's here. I should have asked if you like Chinese, hope you do, and I ordered a bunch of different stuff since I wasn't sure what you'd like." "I love Chinese and I like it all so we're good." "Excellent then get your tired wrinkled ass out of the tub and come eat" and then he runs down the hall. "YOU ALWAYS HAVE TO HAVE THE LAST WORD DON'T YOU! "YES!" "Bitch" "Thank you for the compliment" "I'm never going to win this one" "About time you figure that out" "Okay Okay I give" I laugh "Good thing I got plenty more" I just shake my head and giggle getting out of the tub. I'm look in the mirror and see that I've got one hell of a black eye that covers half of the right side of my face. I had better check to see how bad I've been torn up. Mom's set me up with some rough men but nothing like this. No I think to myself that bitch is not my mother, Dina, as set me up with some real assholes but this guy was the worst. I slide my finger carefully between my check and press against my ass. Its sore and tender but I've had worse. I glance at my finger and notice there's just a smidgen of blood but nothing to be worried about. Well at least he was clean so I don't have to worry about anything. OH and it hits me again that I'm probably already infected. I still have time if I want to go see a Dr. and I know Jason would still want me either way. So I could have it all without the hiv. But then I wouldn't have Jason's DNA in me. I know its silly but the thought of him always being a part of me, being inside me is reassuring. Suddenly I'm sure what I want and the thought is already making me hard. I walk back to the tub and grab the underwear and slip them back on. Being wet they cling and mold around my body clearing showing my arousal. But cock is working its way up to full mast. I head down the hall to the front room and Jason is sitting on the couch near the tv, opposite the one he folded out for me last night. He's in running shorts and wife beater and looks hot as hell, with an open box of Chinese in one hand, chop sticks in the other. hmm how convenient I think Jason looks up and see's that I'm wearing the underwear again and can clearly see my cock trying to burst through. I'm still not fully hard but the tip of my cock is just under the waistband. Jason's eyes get huge as his mouth falls open after a convulsive swallow. "Ahh hon shouldn't we wait a bit?" I walk over to him and take the food and sticks out of his hands. Then I turn my whole body around, bending at the waist so my butt is right in his face and put the food on the table top. I can feel Jasons breath on my ass as he exhales and I lean back a little more. Jason's hands roam up my leg, to my ass and spreads them. He blows on my injured ass and it stings a little but I expect it to hurt more in a bit. "Baby your still hurt, there's still some blood. Honey we should wait." "No this is the best time." At first he looks confused, then I can see on his face he understands what I mean. "Baby, you know there is still time for you to get medication. You have about 72 hours we can take you now or even in the morning." "Jason, you said you'd so anything for me right?" "Yes love but.." "But nothing. I've made up my mind. I want you to be in me forever. I need you to always be with me, I really need for you to breed me and make me yours." Jason is panting I can see his need warring with what he thinks is right. I lean back and push my ass right into his face. He groans loudly and his tongue starts circling my hole. Hands grab my cheeks and pull them apart to give the invading tongue better access. The tip of his tongue shoot right into my ass, probing me, opening me up. He darts, and flutters and seems to be touching everything around my hole and deep inside me as well. The sensation is unreal. I've heard about rimming but I only had one guy do it and only long enough to get me wet enough for him to push in. No one's ever done it with this much excitement or finesse. I have to steady myself by placing my hands on the table in front of me. "OH FUCK!" I'm practically screaming. "Hmm later" Now Jason stands up, turns me around and kisses me. He reaches around and grabs my ass and picks me up. My legs automatically wrap around his waste. Holding me up with one hand he reaches down and slides his cock out the top of his shorts and taps the tip of it over my ass. I can feel his toxic precum oozing over my torn tissues. His arm is starting to shake so he lets go of his cock and again grabs my cheeks, but now the head is tight up against my opening and he's got precum leaking like a facet all over it. He starts to carry me this way towards the bedroom, and with ever step his cock is pulsing against me and making me more slick. Gasping into his mouth "hon there's a bed right there" "Hhm hmph and there's one right over here" and he take another step down the hall and pushing the head of his dick into my ass and dripping more venom into me. We get to the laundry closet and he sets me on top of the washer. OMG! He just leans me back and just stands there with his cock head inside me while the washer churns me around it. The sensation is unreal. Neither of us is moving, yet both of us are panting like we running for our lives. Jason pulls his dick out and rests the tip against my quivering ass. As the washer churns his cock rotates around my opening almost going in but not quit driving me up the fucking wall. I feel a wetness dripping down the crack of my ass and I reach around with my hand and scoop some up with my fingers. Its really slick and I lick it and its his precum but it seems like there's a ton of it. I literally can feel it running down my crack. Jason start to push a bit more in and soon he has it up to the crown and amazingly there is very little pain. This man has super lube is all I can say. He leans forward more and I feel another inch of cock slide in and its getting a bit more painful as he gets pretty thick fast, but then I forget about it as he brings his face to mine and kisses me. The washer clicks and it stops which is just as well since I'm about ready to scream my head off. Jason holds still and we both seem to need to catch our breath which is pretty amazing since we really haven't done anything and there's still 6 more inches to go. "Wow always wanted to try that" he says. "You've never done that before? How did you know?" "We'll I've heard stories and thought it could be fun but have never really had anyone to try that with." I wrap my arm back around his neck as the washer starts to drain. "Can I ask you something?" "Of course" "How many guys have you been with?" "6" "6?! That's it!?!" "Yeah hon the last guy I was with was the one that infected me and I didn't want to do that to anyone else." I'm hit with a couple of realizations all at once. 1 I've slept with a hell of a lot more men the he has, 2 He's so afraid of infecting someone that he's been celibate till me and 3 I will be the only one with his dna. Before I can over analyze the washer clicks again and Jason leans forward and whispers "You ready?" "For?" I know he's not ready to cum yet so I confused as to what he means. Then the washer hits spin cycle. Its starts to rock and jump causing his cock to slide, twist and turn in my ass. "OH FUCK OH FUCK" I'm screaming as his cock is hitting every spot possible in my ass. I can feel Jason sliding deeper into me and its like his cock has to kiss and slime every part of my tunnel as it works its way deeper 1 inch then 2 inches more. Spreading his precum, his seed and his virus into every pore of my ass. I've never felt anything like this, never even dreamed that having a man inside me could feel this great. My cock has long since escaped its confinement and is leaving a trail of its own across our stomachs. As the washer moves us around my cock is sliding all around, my foreskin rubbing back and forth across my glands. I can't stand the stimulation any longer. "Oh My GOD I'm CUMING!" and just as my cock spurts its first shot onto our stomachs Jason lunges and shoves the last 4 inches in all at once. Rushing right though my second opening. The pain is intense and I can feel my ass tearing open inside and out but it all just seems to meld into my orgasm and the pain and the pleasure all become one. Jason is swiveling his hips and rotating his cock inside me working me through my orgasm, working his cock and precum all through me. "Sorry love but we needed to tear you up a bit more to make sure you take. If I didn't knock you up before you will be by the end of tonight." My cock jerks at what he's saying and even though I've just shot I'm more then ready for more. "Promise" I gasp as the washer make a rather sudden jump. "Oh yeah" and he jerks his cock inside me and I know he's poring more of his toxic lube in my ass. Then he starts to long dick me. He pulls so far back that I can feel him lubing up the outside of my hole then he slowly slides the full length steadily till his pubic hairs are pushed up against my ass. I trust up to get as much as I can into me. He pulls back again and I hear myself whimper at the loss. I'm becoming completely focused on Jason thick cock sliding in and out of me. I don't ever want it to end then Jason picks me up again and starts to walk us into the bedroom with his cock buried deep in me. Each step causes me to see stars between the pain of him having shoved so hard through my second opening. I know he's torn me up there. "Ok can't get the angle I want so we'll finish this up in here" and with that he flops us both onto the bed which cause him to first slide almost completely out then when he lands on top of me punches right though into my deepest parts as he pins my body to the bed with his cock. "OH fuck" the pain on that one has bought tears to my eyes and I automatically try to scoot up and away from him. "I know baby it hurts and there will be some more pain but I'm going to make this more pleasure then pain. But we got a job to do" and then he angle himself up slightly and slides his dick back and right across my prostate. My cock jumps and out shoots some precum from my dick. "Hmm yes now that's the angle I wanted. Baby do you know how hot it is to see you shoot like that when I do this?" and he shoves back in at that same angle and hits my sweet spot like a battering ram. My cock shoots out even my precum and I'm shaking my head from side to side. Jason pulls back so that he's resting right on my prostate and starts his short quick jabs that he know's drives me insane. "Oh Fuck Oh god" I grab his ass trying to pull him in deeper but he has complete control and wont move any more then his short jabs. I change tactics and grab his shoulders and try to leverage my ass up but he's figure out what I'm trying to do and has his hands grabbing my hips and holding me right where he wants me. "What's wrong baby need more." "OH my gawd yes more please Jason give me more!" "Okay hon" And then he does..but not much more. Now instead of just "tapping" my prostate its feels like he's only rubbing the head of his dick over it. Its more but not enough. "OH fuck Jason your fucking killing me FUCK ME!" "I will hon" I'm experiencing the most intense torture I could ever imagine. He's keeping me on the verge of not enough and to much. Hitting my sweet spot is sending jolts like electricity all through my body yet he's not moving enough to push me over the top. I can't hold still and I'm squirming all over the bed alternating between trying to get away and trying to impale myself further. I'm not sure how much more of this I can take. Trying to distract myself I notice he still has his wife beater on. Gravity makes it gap in front and I can barely make out his tattoo. The bio-hazard one. The hiv one. I reach down and pull his shirt up. "Skin I must feel your skin" I gasp out. He stops for a second to help me lift his shirt up and that's when I strike. I dig my heals into his ass and shove his pole all the way inside me at the same time I wrap my hands around his back and pull his chest to me and plant my lips right on his tattoo. IIt only takes a split second for all this to register with Jason and then he lets out a groan and I can feel his huge thick cock spreading its toxic load deep inside me. Jason's hips start to buck and he's pulling all the way out and slamming back in. His cock is making sure to tear me up every way it can and then to coat the wounds with its toxic spit. After about the 3rd thrust my body overloads and I'm shooting my second load and oh my god its 100 times more powerful then the first one. I'm overloaded with sparks, flames my body is fucking encompassed and overflowing with the power of my orgasm. I trusting up to meet Jason and then pulling away and thrusting again. I can't seem to get enough of his cock, and this virus laden seed. My body has to have it. Finally I cant seem to shoot any more and there are spots swimming around my eyes. Finally I just close my eyes and drown in it all.

Quinn I've just had the most intense orgasm ever and feel as if I'm floating. I've never had my cock in anything other then my hand since all the guys with whom my mom made me sleep had with just wanted to fuck me. A couple of them would fondle my cock, but like I said before they'd just do or say anything to appease their conscientious. None of them actually cared if I felt good, they just wanted to unload inside me, but at this moment there was an amazing man sitting on my cock which was shoved all the way inside his ass. I would never have believed that anyone could get that much dick in his ass. For fucks sake. If I lined-up along his stomach it would be past his navel. I looked-up and he was grinning ear to ear, still swiveling his hips and obviously enjoying himself. At that moment I remembered something Jason had done to me that felt awesome, so I decided to give it a try. I pulled down on his hips and make my cock jump inside him. This had the effect I intended: Jason took a sudden intake of breath, his head fell forward, followed by a very loud "Oh Fuck! You're a fast learner young man. Remember that for later." Jason starts to rise up off my dick but I hold onto his hips and lifted my hips with his motion I stayed lodged all the way in, asking "What, can't wait to get away from me now that you've taken my virginity?" "You learn way to fast and you ARE EVIL." With that, Jason leaned forward, planting a deep kiss on my lips. Then before I knew what he had in mind, he pulled off of my dick, which, with a loud thump, smacked against my stomach. "Damn, and you said I was evil!" "Yep. Guess we're two peas in a pod and deserve each other." He grinned down at me and then stood-up, stepping off the bed and offered me his hand. I grabbed his hand and he helped pull me out of bed. Once I was on my feet he pulled me into his embrace and held me. "I'm glad your here. I've been worried about you since I saw those welts on your back. I don't know what I would have done is someone and taken things to far and seriously hurt you," and with that he tightened his arms around me. I felt safe and comfortable. We rocked back and forth for a few seconds, but my ornery streak came out again. "Well, if all we're going to do is stand around, we should of stayed in bed with my dick inside your ass." Jason chuckled and responded, "Yep. You're evil alright. Guess I'll have to keep you around to protect the rest of the world from your wickedness." "Ok, I can live with that." Again I hugged him and Jason returned my hug with the suggestion "Why don't you jump in the shower while I make the bed. I'll join you in just a second." "Sounds good to me." Once in the shower with the water running through my hair everything starts to sink in. I was in love with a man who was HIV+ and who had 13 years on me, and that he had probably infected me or at least started to. I knew I could still get to the clinic and get medicine to stop it. Do I want to? I hollered "Hey Jason, can I use your shampoo?" "Sure." Do I have to get HIV to stay with him? I poured shampoo into my hand and start to lather up. Couldn't we just use protection? And I think about how it felt last night. How he was so patient and how incredible it felt to have him bare inside me. Was that because I loved him or does the condom deaden sensation, or was it both? I rinsed my hair, and again called-out "Can I use your body wash?" Again, "Sure." I wondered if there was a medication I could take so I could stay negative, even if we didn't use condoms. "Where are the wash cloths or can I...." I jumped as Jason opens the shower door, pointing to the loofah. "See that? That's ours." He points to the shampoo "and that? Yeah that's OURS too, as is the conditioner and ever other product in this bathroom." With that, he slapped my ass adding "This, now this, is mine as is this" he announced, wrapping his hand around my dick, giving it a gentle squeeze. "Hmm, well, that works both ways right?" "It certainly does. Both your ass and mine belong to me, as does your dick and my dick." "OH that's just wrong," and we both laughed. I soaped-up as Jason washed his hair. A million thoughts were racing through my mind as I tried to organize them. We danced around the shower stall, alternating between getting wet and rinsing off. Finally I was done and made to step out of the shower, but Jason reached-out and lightly grasps my elbow, and, as I turned to see what he wanted, he leaned forward and kissed me. Then he leaned his forehead against mine, looked me in the eyes saying "Somebody thinks you're special." There was absolutely no doubt in my mind who that somebody was. "You know I think that same somebody thinks you're special too. OH wait. I mean I think your special or somebody ... oh damn, I totally blew that didn't I?" Jason was downright laughing his ass off, saying "Actually, baby that was just perfect. Okay, more immediate, I put your clothes in the dryer but that's going to take some time so I laid out a pair of sweats on the bed for you. The bottoms will be long but the top should be just fine. There's also underwear in the dresser across from the bed. You might want to wear some with the sweats," winking at me, then with a final peck he turned back into the spray to finish his shower. Once in the bedroom I headed for the dresser, where in the first drawer, I found socks so I closed it and went on to the next one, which, as it turned-out, contained more different kinds of underwear than I had ever seen. Looks like someone has a thing for underwear, I thought. I couldn't help but grin as I looked through boxers, jocks, g-strings, and ass-less shorts. Now that looks like it could be fun, I thought to myself. Choosing a pair, I quickly put them on and I was dressed by the time Jason came in from the bathroom. "You find everything ok?" "Yep but took me forever to wade through all the underwear. I swear a couple of them tried to grab me and drag me into the drawer." Jason turns beet red "Yeah I kind of have an underwear thing." "Kind of? That's way more then kind of." "So which ones did you get?" He reached around me began to slide his hands down the back of the sweat pants. "Oh no." I push him back "if your a good boy I'll show you later." "What if I'm bad?" "Then I'll let you touch them." "You know I'm going to be VERY bad?" "Yup. I kind of planned on it when I picked them." Jason raised an eye brow "Oh really??" as he stepped towards me. "Ah ahh aha. NO touchy till later," I admonished, grinning ear to ear. "Fine," Jason replied, turning towards the dresser. "Hold on one sec mister," I said as I reached past him into the drawer with all the underwear, grabbing probably the sexiest jock I had ever seen, suggesting "You get to wear that." "Oh really, picking out my clothing for me now. Soon people will be accusing us of being an old married couple." His words raced through my head. A married couple? All I could do was stand there. "Hey, hey. It's just a saying, okay? I kind of thought that was a good thing." I could clearly hear the hurt in his voice. Looking right into his face I stated "It is love. You just caught me by surprise. I just never expected anyone would want..." It was hard for me to finish, but I spit out the obvious words "...the whore's son." "Love, I very much want you and I'm tired of this self-description as the whore's son. You are now my man and that takes precedence. Even as we speak my DNA is combining with yours. So can we drop that awful phrase, and can you just be content to be my Quinn?" Jason reached for me and this time I let my body fold against his chest. "Yeah, I think I can do that." But as I leaned against him, I couldn't stop thinking about his reference to DNA, and how our DNA was now combining in my body. I wanted to be Jason's and the idea of part of him being inside me was strangely reassuring, but then the question remained, did I really want to be HIV positive, and as a follow-up, couldn't I have everything else but that? Then, aware, perhaps, that I needed time to think, Jason got back to the mundane, saying "Ok, let's go get your stuff, and we can grab some breakfast on the way there. 'kay?" With that we moved apart and I nodded in agreement. Heading out the door, however, Jason grabbed a jacket for each of us, remarking "I checked, your jacket is still soaked, so you might want to wear one of mine." "Thank you." "My pleasure. I plan on taking it off of you later" giving me a broad smile. "Mmmm, well, that depends on just how bad you are," and we gave a chuckle, and left it there. The trip to my house, no, to my mother's trailer, was quiet. Between eating my croissant, chasing thoughts of HIV and DNA, and worrying about dealing with my mother, I was preoccupied. Arriving at the entrance of the trailer park where I had lived most my life, I got my first real look at the grounds, and found myself thinking 'It's pretty amazing how we can live some place and never really see it'. The rusty trailers, some of them missing skirting panels, old cars sitting on blocks in the driveway, automobile parts and toys scattered all around the various yards, weeds being about the only plant that grew strongly, and, truth be told, they were sprouting up everywhere. I wanted to slide under the seat. I was so embarrassed. I never really cared. Never before had I cared about where I lived, or, for that matter, had I really registered where I lived, until I brought Jason to the dump, and not surprisingly I found myself wishing he had never seen the place. Perhaps I should have just made some excuse to come alone but it was too late and he was here. Still I couldn't stand the idea that he would see the unvarnished truth of how I lived. Rounding the corner, we were facing my mom's trailer, and to be honest, it was one of the worst. Panels were missing, rusted or beaten, the steps were broken, cracks in the windows were sealed with tape. The whole mess should have be in a scrap yard. I glanced over at Jason. Revulsion was plainly written on his face. I'm so ashamed and just bowed my head, staring at my feet. "Hey, love, look at me, please." I look up at Jason as he continued "Do you remember when I said I was proud of you, and you asked me how I could be proud of you, but then didn't let me answer?" "Yeah. I remember." "THIS is why I'm proud of you." I was completely confused and I am sure it showed in my face, but Jason continued, and his remarks put everything in perspective. "How many of the kids who grow-up here finish school? How many of the guys your age are healthy and drug free? How many of the girls who grow-up here aren't already pregnant, or have kids, or are selling themselves - and not looking for a way to break out of this place?" With that he stopped the car in the middle of the road and pulled me over to him, saying, with great earnestness, "You've fought to keep going to school, you've kept yourself in great shape, you don't do drugs and you don't go out and sell yourself." "But I do. My mother has guys over for me all the time," I sobbed. "Baby, what your mother does doesn't count. YOU don't sell yourself out, your mother does. What have you been doing when you're not with your mother's 'John''? You've been going to school, doing homework and keeping your body in shape. Right? How many of the other guys you grew up with here do that? Now place, however horrible, is why I'm so proud of you. Got that? You're so much better then this world." His words gave me the strength to realize and accept the truth of his declaration. "Thank you." "Baby, you don't need to thank me for saying what's true." I smiled, saying "Just park right here. I'll run in and get my things. it shouldn't take me long." "You sure? I'll go in with you." "No it's ok. It will be faster if I just run in. With any luck mom will be out of it, and I'll be able to grab my stuff and get out." "Ok, baby. Your call, but if you're too long I'm coming in to get you, and Lord help anyone who gets in my way." "You just want your clothing back." "Nah. Just the underwear." We both giggled. "Okay. Be right back." I took a deep breath, opened the car door and walked to my mom's trailer. I glanced back at Jason, seated in his car, and knew he was worried for me. I waved and headed up the four steps to the sliding door, through which I could see Mom smiling, seated on the couch, her hand on some guy's thigh. I slid open the door and Mom turned to look at me. Her eyes had a glassy look so I knew she was on something. "Well, there you are" she said, asking "Where have you been, honey?" "Around, I'm just going to grab some stuff and I wont be in your way and you can finish visiting." "Oh Honey, John's not here to visit with me. He wants to visit with you." John was a pudgy man, probably around 35 or so, about 5' 10' and around 250 pounds, and even when standing at the door I could tell he smelled. I had never really cared before as it had never before mattered what I thought, but this time I felt like I was going to be sick. 'Fuck it', I thought, and unbidden, the words came out "No, mom I can't." "Of course you can, Honey. John has paid very good money to visit with you." "No mom I can't, I....don't have any condoms." John spoke-up saying "That's ok, young'un. I don't need em. I'm clean." My mother, however, spoke-up: "No. No one does my boy without a condom. But that's ok. I've got plenty in my room. I'll just get you boys a couple and leave you alone to have some fun." But I took the bull by the horns and announced "No mom, I don't need condoms. I got infected last night. I'm not clean." "WHAT!" she screeched "How could you, after everything I've taught you? Well you just take care of John here, and we'll get you right to the clinic and they can give you them pills to stop it." "No mom I'm not visiting with John or any other John any more. I'm leaving and I'm not coming back. I'm only here to get my stuff." And with that I headed off to my room where I grabbed my backpack with my school books, and a duffle bag into which I shoved what little clothing I owned that was decent. In the background I heard the sliding door open and close. 'Good. At least 'John' is gone', I thought. As I rooted through the drawers in my bureau, I heard Mom come to my bedroom door, but I cut her off before she could begin, saying "I'm not going to talk about this, Mom. I'm just leaving." The voice that sounded was not Mom's, it was John "Well, I'm not much for small talk anyway, but you're not going anywhere for a while. You're mom changed her mind and said that I could leave a few marks 'cause you're being such a bad child" and with that the back of his hand, he smashed me across the check. He chuckled as I stood there, utterly stunned, and 'John' continued saying "She did say not to break anything, but you know she's not around and if you fight too much, well let's just say 'accidents happen'." John then grabbed me and yanked me around, punched me in the back of the head and then pushed my head down, forcing me to bend over. Then with his other hand he grabbed my pants and yanked them down. "My what do we have here. Such cute little fuck-me panties. You must have worn them just for me boy. Did your mamma tell you 'Daddy' was coming and to dress up so purty for him?" I heard him unzip his pants. Understanding what he intended, I struggled to extract myself from his grip, but John, who was surprisingly strong for an over-weight man, clobbered me hard above the ear. "No, please don't, don't do this, I plead." "That's right boy just keep begging, love it when they beg. Gonna have you begging for more here in just a sec." I hear him spit and then he's shoving his hard dick side me. I try to tighten up so he can't get in and he slaps my ass hard and shoves my head into the wall. "You let me in first boy then you can squeeze" and with that he viciously shoves his cock into me. "NO, NO, DON'T! GET THE FUCK OFF OF ME, YOU BASTARD!" "Oh yeah, boy, I'm going to get off in you. Don't worry about that none," and with another cruel thrust he shoved harder into my ass, again slapping me in the back of my skull. I was dizzy from his last slap and my ears were ringing, so I just stood there, bent over, my head against the wall as he fucked me hard. As he did so, I remember thinking 'How can this be happening to me?' Suddenly John's cock was jerked out of my ass and his weight fell off me. For a second I stood there, trying to get my balance, when I felt the trailer shaking. Looking around, I saw Jason had one hand around John's cock and my mom's cutting knife in his other hand. The cutting blade was resting under John's balls. "You like it rough?" Jason seethed, hissing through his clenched teeth, "well, this knife is a bit too sharp for me to make it rough for you, but I'm ok with that." A small smear of blood trickled across the knife blade, and down 'John's' thigh. "Fuck, no, DON'T! Please! Don't!" "You know, I believe I just heard my LOVER say the same thing to you and how did you respond? I believe you told him to keep on begging." Jason was face is crimson with rage, and he was practically spitting in the other man's face. I notice that the blood was running a bit more quickly, and I could tell Jason was close to killing this piece-of-shit-of-a-man, and I knew I'd loose him if that happened. "Love, please," I gasped, "I need your help, please," I begged him. "Just let him go, and let's get the fuck out of here." Jason looked at me, and then back at John. "If I ever see you again, I'll fuckin' kill you, and if I ever see you near my lover I'll kill you slowly. Do I make myself clear?" The terrified man nodded. "Now get the fuck out of here," and with that Jason shoves the bastard down the hall. I could hear 'John' scrambling to get out the sliding door and then he was gone. In turn, I dropped to the floor, not believing what had transpired, shaking and sobbing. I couldn't control myself. I wrapped my arms around myself, trying to stop the tremors. Then Jason was there. holding me tightly. "Oh my god, love, I'm so sorry I didn't get here sooner. I saw your mother leave and thought she was upset and letting you pack. Fuck! Your own mother left you with him! No never mind that. I never want you to have to come back here. Helping me to my feet, he herded me to the exit. "Wait, I need my backpack." "I will get you new clothing. There is NOTHING in this fucking hell hole you need!" "Jason, I need my backpack." "I'll get you new clothing." "Jason, its my school books I need. My math book." "I'll get you a new math book." "Jason, I need that specific book." "Why?" "'Cause that's the one I had when I met you. That's the first problem you helped me solve. I need that book." Jason stood there staring at me, then clutched me tighter to his chest, sobbing and shaking as much as was I. "Lover, you have no idea how proud I am of you, and how much you mean to me." With that Jason grabbed my back pack and we were gone.

Jason As I'm chasing my laughing young man down the hall towards the kitchen and I can't help but think this is the first time since I met Quinn that I've seen him happy, really happy. Yeah, he's has his chuckles, a couple of giggles, a smile here and there but there's always been a deep sadness about him. I think he's been desperately lonely and in need of someone to really care about him. I'm so glad its me. Its been far to long since I've had that myself. I'll admit to myself I had more then a small crush on Tim while growing up but I always knew he was just "playing". But the mind and the heart so rarely agree and I couldn't help but fall for him. While in college Tim met Laura and its all stopped. I put on my happy face, made friends with Laura <lord knows I wanted to hate her> and never let my true feelings show. I found a boyfriend, Tony, figured I could learn to love him, and I did care about him. We dated for around 4 months and we always seems to be at my place. In retrospect I should have figured something was wrong when I never got to spend any time at my boyfriends house. But I wasn't looking that far just wanted the attention to keep my mind off Tim. I got sick, really sick figured I had a really bad flu. Tony took care of me for the first 3 days, though the chills and fevers. On the forth day he said he had some errands to run and he'd be back in a few hours. I finally got up to use the restroom and on the counter was a note with a number. Jason, here is the number to the HIV clinic you need to get tested. I should have told you but I couldn't bring myself to do it. You'll get better then it will be your turn to pass it on. Keep the gift going. TW Of course I had no idea what he meant at the time other then HIV that practically jumped off the note at me. I couldn't believe it. That was my last relationship. Once I figured out what keep the gift going meant I was determined not to do that to anyone else. So I got a job working for Tim and Laura, bought my house and have basically been a hermit. I never expected to find anyone to love and I certainty had no intention of "gifting" someone. Now I've done both. Part of me is ashamed and regrets it, part of me it glad. Only time will tell which of the two will follow me in the years to come. I enter the kitchen and Quinn is standing with his back to the sink hands up in surrender. "Ok be nice you got your revenge with the towel so behave" "I don't have to behave" I reply and place my hands on the counter with him in the middle. I lean against him and kiss while looking in his gorgeous brown eyes. I never thought much about brown eyes but his are a golden brown like hazelnut chocolate. He smiles into my kiss and kisses back. I slide my hands around his back and then I start to tickles his sides. Quinn jerks back and tries to get away but he has no where to go and he's laughing hysterically. "OH stop stop and can't breath. Your supposed to ..BEHAVE!" "No I'm not" I laugh at him but I do stop, give him one last kiss and grab a plate out of the strainer. Setting the plate on the counter I turn to the fridge, open it up and get whats left of dinner. Quinn watches me put it all together with this huge smile on his face. "Here you go hon" and I hand him his place. He starts eating while I put everything back. "This is really good, I've never had a ..Cesar salad? Is that what you said it was? "Yep that's what they call it." I sit at the table as Quinn leans against the counter eating. "How much stuff do you have to bring over?" Quinn stops eating and is kind of just moving a piece of chicken around with his fork. "I don't have much, just some clothes and a couple of pieces of work out stuff if that's ok" "Hon, of course is ok, this is your home now, I really mean that." "Yeah, I know but .." "But what love?" "My mother." I've never heard such distaste associated with that word "Baby, your 19 you can do whatever you want now. Its your life." "I know but, you don't know how she is, especially..." his voice trails off barely above a whisper. "Especially since your her major source of income? Well that stops NOW! She'll have to figure something else out and if she gives us any problems!" At this point I have to stop and take a few deep breaths to settle down. "Well hon, actually after tonight she probably wont want you around." I remind him. "OH" and the word hangs there and suddenly Quinn looks like he is about to run for it. "Hey hey, come here" and I open my arms up and motion for him to come to me. Quinn sets his plate on the counter and quickly crosses over to me sitting in my lap and burying his face in my chest. "I'm scared." "Yeah I know hon but I'll get you through it, you'll be fine, we'll both be just fine okay?" I wrap my arms around him giving him a physical reminder to go with my words that I'm here for him. "Ok" and we just sit in the kitchen for a few. Me just holding him tight and him relaxing into me. "Well young man its time for bed we have a busy day tomorrow." I pick him up and head for our room, our room I like the way that feels. Once in the bedroom I tuck Quinn into bed and crawl in next to him. He scoots close and I wrap my arms around him. His face is buried in my chest, so I kiss his forehead and stoke his hair. I feel him relax and soon his breathing evens out and I can't tell he's just about asleep. I'm not far behind him as I feel my eyes closing. I can't help but here him whisper. "Thank you so much for loving me." and I can't help but smile and say back and say. "And thank you for loving me right back." and then we're both asleep. I wake up the next morning to something new. I have a pair of arms wrapped around me and a big cock nestled between my checks. I feel that all is right with the world. Quinn's soft breaths across my back tell me he's still sleep and I grin to myself as I think of the perfect way to wake him up. I slowly reach for the bottle of lotion I keep on my nightstand for dry skin, I can think of a better use for it this morning and pump a few squirts into my palm. I very slowly and gently reach behind me and very carefully start to rub it all over Quinn's massive uncut organ. This is going to be fun I think to myself. Quinn lets out a few whimpers and is all I can do to stop before he can wake up as I loving the way his foreskin slides back and forth in my hands. I carefully get a few more squirts, this boy is big and its been years since I've taken a cock, let alone one this long. I rub the lotion around my ass letting first one then two fingers slide in. My cock is already dripping and making a wet spot on the sheets. I am trying to go slow to surprise him but I want him inside me. I've made him mine now I need him to make me his as well. After a couple more squirts and another gentle rub along the length of Quinn's long shaft I'm ready. I scoot up a bit and line his cock up with my hole. I pull his skin back and let the tip of his cock start to work is way into me. The lotion does its job and Quinn is starting to fill me up. His breathing catches and there's a gasp. "oh OH OH WOW!" Quinn jerks his hands to my waist and holds me still. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to.." I clinch my ass around his cockhead "Didn't mean to what love?" I smile to myself. "Start making love to me? So making love to me is an accident?" I teasingly say and I push back to feel the first inch slide into me. Quinn sucks air deeply and wraps one arm over my chest and the other arm moves up so that his hand in playing in my hair. "Is this ok? You want me to fuck you?" "Yes I want you to fuck me haven't you ever been in a man before?" as soon as the words are out of my mouth I realize it was the wrong thing to say. I feel Quinn stiffen up and start to back out. "OH no you don't" I reach back and grab his ass to keep him from pulling out. "You know when I told you that I don't pull out? Well the same applies to you. Once your inside me you don't ever pull out until I have every drop of cum you've got to give me. This is a relationship its all about give and take and right now your going to give me your dick and I'm about to take your cum ok?" As I tell him this I slide my ass back and pull his ass forward getting another couple of inches. "OH damn, baby you feel so good." "Really? I'm sorry I'm not going to be very good at this. I've. Well. I've. I've never been allowed to fuck someone before I've always been the bottom." He just blurts this out like he's making some confusion. "OH yeah I've hit pay dirt" I've got the hottest guy in town in my bed and I get to be the only person that has ever had his cock in my ass. I must have done something right." I hold onto his hip now and I slide forward a little. I need to get used to this its been way to long since I've been fucked and he's longer then any guys I've been with. Also I have to make sure he enjoys this. My baby needs to have his first time be perfect. I kick the covers off of us so that I can drape my top leg over him, now I've got some leverage to work with. "Oh love let me get us started, its been a while but once I get used to you I expect me to give me the pounding we both deserve." I twist my chest around and wrap an arm around his shoulders and pull him into a kiss, while I start to impale myself on Quinn huge fuck stick. I'm not sure how much more I can take but I damn sure and going to try and get every inch. All Quinn is able to do is moan into my mouth and I keep lowering myself onto his cock. His head hits my barrier and I can't seem to get any more in. I reach my hand down to see how much I have left. "Fuck baby your only about 3/4ths in." "Its ok we can change around and you can fuck me instead." He says but I can tell there's a bit of disappointment. "Oh hell no, just give me a sec." Thank god I've been doing yoga. I easily roll Quinn on to his back, sit up and then rotate, I have no clue which of us is moaning louder at this point but damn that sure felt good. All the re positioning was causing his cock to do all sorts of wonderful things in my ass. Now I'm on top and got a good 6 inches of cock in my ass but I'm determined to get the other 4. I've got my hands on his chest and I'm looking Quinn straight in the eyes. "Ok hon your ready, cause I'm about to blow your mind?" I start rocking my hips back and forth as I'm start to rise and lower my ass on his cock. Quinn grabs my hips and his holding on for dear life. I can feel his cock head beating against my inner hole but I can't seem to get him past that. "OK hon you get to help now" I raise up a bit "Ok start to fuck me." Quinn hands grip me tighter and he thrusts his cock back into my ass, I raise up on my feet and grip his shoulders for balance and he start to drive his cock into me but still I'm not getting it all, finally frustrated as he pushes up and completely drop all my weight down. "OH FUCK!" The pain is excruciating and I break out in a full body sweat. Quinn looks like his eyes are going to pop right out of his head, and his mouth is hanging wide open and his gasping for air. Then I swear his eyes rolled up and he stiffened all over and I do mean ALL over, and I could feel his cock shooting deep in my ass. I bear through the pain and squeeze my ass around his cock and Quinn grips me tighter and pulls down harder. I swivel my hips to give him as much pleasure as possible and the pain is letting up, slowly but I can tell its lessening. "OH shit" Quinn is chanting while his dick is spewing inside of me. I can't help it but I've got the biggest shit-eating grin on my face as I'm watching him shoot his very first load inside a man and that man is me. Quinn is starting to come down from his orgasm and I'm still moving my hips but much more slowly. "So I take it you enjoyed that hmm." I lean forward and kiss the top of his nose, then his forehead then back down to his lips. Quinn's arms reach up around my neck "Mmmm hmm." He breaks off our kiss "Hey you didn't cum yet...love." He says "love" like he's testing it out and then he just smiles at me. "OH that's ok, trust me we'll get to that later. But right now we've got things to do. I've got idea's for tonight and I can assure you, its NOT going to be a quick. So lets get what we need done, get home relax so I can wear you out tonight." "Deal"

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I stood there, in front of G, doing my best impression of a stare down, unaware of the events I'd set in motion. He sat there for a moment, his eyes locked on mine, and for a tense few seconds we waited to see who would blink first. He did. He busted out laughing, and I followed suit. "You should have seen the look on your face!" he said, laughing that deep laugh that seemed to match the body and the man. "You were fucking adorable trying to be all serious!" He kept on laughing. I couldn't help laughing a bit myself, and I fired back, "well, I didn't think you actually would." "Oh really? I figured you were just teasing me, standing there, with that noticeable boner pushing through your shorts." Wait, what? I looked down, and sure enough, the front of my shorts betrayed the fact that my mind had moved to the sexual train of thought. I looked back at him, our eyes locking again, and suddenly neither of us was laughing; a sexual tension had fallen over us as a hush seemed to follow. With his eyes still locked on mine, G slowly stood, and took a step forward, moving almost face to face with me. The silence in the moment, the closeness, the scent of a man who had been exerting himself physically... it was almost unbearable. My heart had begun to race and I felt myself getting weak in the knees. G slowly knelt, and reaching in front of him, up under the light shirt I had on, and his fingers pried their way inside the waistband of the tennis shorts I had thrown on. I was commando, not having bothered with any underwear since I don't like how they begin chaffing when you get all wet and sweaty on a run. With a firm and hard tug, he yanked my shorts down to my ankles, and my cock sprung up in his face. His head timed it's forward movement perfectly, and he swallowed my growing dick to the root in one swift gulp. All six-and-a-half, soon to be seven-and-a-half uncut inches. His warm mouth sealed itself around the base, and I felt the lightning bolts explode to every corner of my body as my hormones super-charged my libido. I moaned, and felt my legs start to give. But G must have sensed it too, and his thick arms swiftly wrapped themselves around my thighs, proving everything from my waste up with stability. Nevertheless, I felt my hands land on either side of the top of his head as I instinctively leaned forward a bit and steadied myself. He began to slowly move his mouth back and forth along the length of my shaft, slowly massaging it with his tongue as he went. When he'd pull back to the head of my cock, I'd feel his tongue flicking around the foreskin that slid back and forth over my tip. It was fortunate for me that he had strong arms and my legs in a bear hug, because I was quickly turning to putty as the sensation of erotic warmth that engulfed my cock threatened to overwhelm me. He worked my cock for a time, how long I didn't know... or care. The lust had taken me over, and I found my hips beginning to match his mouth's motion. We continued our rythym for a bit, and the eternity I had gone without sexual contact with another man began to take it's toll as I felt my balls slowly begin to draw up. And G must have sensed it, because he slowed his motion and gradually came to a stop, sliding his mouth back off my rock-hard member. I was all but panting and he rose back to standing as slowly and deliberately as he had dropped in front of me, and he leaned forward and laid the most passionate, deep-tongued kiss on me that I had ever experienced. After a few seconds of that, he pulled his head back, and whispered, bend forward and put your hands on the tree. I did as he asked. My hands reached out for the fallen trunk, and I shuffled forward a bit to keep myself from having to reach too far. My shorts were around my ankles, making it impossible to take a normal step forward. G stepped around behind me and I heard him kneel behind me, and felt his warm breath on my ass. I felt his hands, warm and moist from the sweat and light humidity of the hike and the evening, grab both of my ass cheeks and pry them apart. His face moved into the opening it created, and I nearly jumped from the initial tickling effect of his short, trimmed goatee contacting the sensitive skin around my hole. But that was nothing compared to the next sensation I felt. His tongue made contact right on the puckering of my hole, and the lightning bolts again exploded into every recess of my extremities. I felt the tip of his tongue dance around my rear entrance, and I couldn't keep it in any longer; I softly moaned as my head fell down between and below my forward-stretched arms. I saw my cock, still rock hard, pointing straight out, rigid and with a generous strand of precum escaping the slit that was just visible in the small, visible spot of my tip that my foreskin exposed in its slightly-pulled back state. He began to slobber on my hole, there was no other way to describe it. So much saliva was being deposited in my ass crack, and he gradually zeroed back in on my hole, and--briefly pausing as the tip of his tongue lined up with my puckered backdoor--thrust forward into my chute. I was in bliss. He kept thrusting his tongue into my hole, almost as if his tongue were a dick. He had a good rhythm going, and I could feel my inner passage become slick with his spit. I heard jingling behind me, and figured he was unbuckling the belt that held up his shorts to free his own cock so he could jerk off. I looked through the narrow gap between my legs and saw him release the belt buckle, and with one hand unbutton his shorts. He fished passed the zipper, pushing it down, and pulled out his cock--clearly I wasn't the only one who had decided to leave the house sans undergarment. The cock he produced fit him to a T, swelling to a very thick eight uncut inches. He had, as I did, and ample foreskin that covered most of his head even hard. It quickly swelled to it's full size and began drooling as much as mine was. Through all this, his tongue never lost contact with my ass, and I closed my eyes and allowed my head to simply hang, giving myself over the the sensations that overpowered me. He continued his steady drive into my hole for a few more minutes and I could feel him getting deeper and deeper as every muscle in my body relaxed. I was in sexual bliss, and for a moment didn't even notice him remove his tongue and come to his feet. It was his big, beefy hand touching the small of my back that gave me the first indication something had changed. And before my brain could catch up, his drooling, uncut head was pressing into my ass. He slid in with ease, lodging a good 6" in my ass with no resistance. I had always been a bit tight when Shawn had been in the mood--which wasn't often--so I was amazed at how effortlessly he entered me. With a gentle additional thrust, I felt his hefty balls come to rest against mine: I was impaled on his pole. And I was in heaven. My mind was in a sexual fog as he slowly pulled back and slid forward again, pausing before repeating the motion. Over and over, he slowly picked up his pace, and as my eyes opened, I saw my rock hard cock bouncing up and down gently in rhythm with G's thrusts. He kept it up for a few minutes before I began to feel a slight dull ache as his cock seemed to expand even more in my ass. His thrusts began to feel more urgent, and his balls began to draw up, slapping more forcefully against my own. I felt drips of sweat and heard his breathing become audible and erratic, and with a final thrust, he fell forward onto me, and I felt his cock begin to twitch, and a moment later a heat began spreading through my bowels. The twitching lasted a good bit, and he remained rock hard, deep inside me. He reached around to my cock and slowly began sliding his hand up and down my shaft. After a few minutes, he began fucking me again, having never gone soft. We managed a coordinated dance, my cock in his hand, his cock in my ass. I knew I wasn't going to last long, and as I began to feel my balls pulling up themselves, his matched their movement and I felt that thickening and stiffening of his cock inside me again. I began to rise up and suddenly froze as one of his thrusts brushed my prostate and I felt a rush. Over and over his cock pummeled by my prostate and it became too much, and as my cock began to jerk, G pulled back on my shaft, bringing my foreskin completely off the head while continuing to pound me from behind. My load rocketed out of my piss slit, the first blast practically clearing the downed tree on which I leaned. As my load gradually became less forceful, it began to spatter the log wildly, my cock still bouncing from the thrusting. And as I was finally spent, he again lodged himself deep inside me and I felt the warmth again. As the twitching of his cock subsided, I noticed a dull ache in my ass, it having tightened up as my ejaculation caused every muscle in my mid-section to contract over and over. I felt every inch of him inside me now, and after a moment, he began to soften and started to slip out. His withdraw was smooth, he effortlessly slipped out feeling almost silky and wet. He had slobbered all over my ass and I knew the passage likely still had good lubrication. His cock flopped down as the last of his foreskin exited my hole. The head had fully retracted already, leaving a bit of foreskin to complete his departure. We both were still, catching our breath. "It's been a long time since I came twice," he broke the silence with. "Whew, that is a spectacular ass you have man!" "I haven't cum like that in forever, holy fuck!" I responded as I struggled to push myself upright. It was almost comical how I had gotten into a position that I now couldn't get out of.

Cum leaked from my hole as I walked, I tried to keep my hole tight, to hold onto every last drop but it was no used. I walked the last block to my apt scrolling through Grindr and Scruff and no luck, perhaps I had become too picky in what I was looking for, I felt that in all of NYC though there had to be another beefy ginger top who it was safe to get bred by. Feeling rather let down by the world I let myself into my apartment and muttering hello to my roommate locked myself in my room. I opened my computer and started trolling the Internet trying to find a way to get fucked again. I looked at adam4adam and manhunt but those didn’t seem enough, then I stumbled across BBRT. Quickly I made a profile, uploaded a pic of my tight slightly hairy twenty-one year old torso, and a good ass pic an old fwb had taken, and wrote: Young NEG BB Bottom Looking For NEG Loads. My cock was throbbing against my shorts, and I reeked of cum and sweat. I decided that I ought to take a shower to at least get rid of the sex stench that hung about me. Slowly I soaped my body thinking about him, the man from the gym, imagining what it would feel like to have him on top of me sliding his raw cock inside of my hole. My hands slid down my body and my fingers quickly found my hole, sliding inside with no problem. I pressed one, then another, then another into my hole, fucking the cum deeper into my ass, I added another finger. I couldn’t take I any more I needed to get fucked again. I got out of the shower and went back to my room my hole feeling empty. There were a few messages from trolls on BBRT but no one that fit my need. I scrolled through a bunch of profiles and sent messages to a few, rubbing my hole a little as I did so. Then, having exhausted my area, I stated looking for porn, a new kind of porn that I had never allowed myself to watch before. Treasure Island Media, Breed Me Raw, Raw Fuck Club they all fascinated me and I watched every preview I could find. Then I stumbled across breedingzone.com. I quickly read through several stories in the General Bareback Stories, my cock throbbing and my hole twitching as I did. After a handful of general stories I found myself drawn to the stories of a darker nature: Bug Chasing. I had never allowed myself to indulge suck thoughts before but with two massive loads in my hole, my fingers stuffed inside of me and my cock dripping constantly I wasn’t thinking straight. I read stories of guys searching out POZ loads and of guys just coming to realize it was their fate, guys who pursued POZ loads and guys who simply stumbled into a life. I found myself identifying with the men who realized their fate as a cumdump slowly, load by load inching their way towards the inevitable. I was so horny I could hardly think, I needed to get fucked right then. I looked back at BBRT and found several messages waiting for me. Knowing that in that moment it almost didn’t matter I took a cursory glance at profile pics of the tops and selected a young Italian looking guy in the East Village. Looking for now? I asked him. His response was almost immediate, My BF and I are looking for a boy to breed. Both big cocks, both ddf, and can both cum more then once. What’s the address? Was my only reply. After hastily getting dressed I rushed over to their apartment. A half hour later I was knocking on their door. The Italian from the profile opened the door and ushered me inside. His bf was tall and blond with blue eyes, every Aryan looking, in just a jock. The two of them stood grabbing their crotches in silence, and without being told what to do; I pulled my shirt off over my head and dropped to my knees in front of the Italian one. I pulled his cock out of his mesh shorts and swallowed it in one go. They hadn’t been lying, they both had huge cocks, and not only did they cum more then once but they came buckets. Over the next six hours they fucked me individually, they fucked me together, at one point they were both inside my wrecked and dripping hole. They were insatiable, it was as if they would not be content until my own lust for cum was slaked, but I had the sneaking suspicion that only one thing could truly slake my lust. When sometime around one in the morning they at last were spent we all passed out in a messy, sweaty, cumy heap in the bed, limbs all entangled. I woke the next morning to the blond pressing his cock into my still wet and open hole. “One for the road he muttered,” as he started to fuck me. They both dumped two more loads in me before I left, my guts literally flooded with their cum. I had shot my load at least three times the night before and once the last time that the Italian was abusing my hole and yet my lust was still unabated, and I now felt fairly certain of my conviction that only one man could slake this thrust. When I got home I changed for the gym without showering, grabbed my duffle and headed back out the door, wired with adrenalin and unfazed by my decided lack of sleep the night before. It was not my normal work out day, and I had no idea if he was going to be there, but I had to try. I went straight for the locker room; I had no intention of working out that morning. I went to my normal locked, and after stowing my stuff I sat down on the bench and waited. Not a full minute when by before he came around the corner today in a pair of gray running shorts. My heart skipped a beat and my hole twitched, itching to feel him with in it’s velvety walls. Instead of my normal ploy of avoidance I looked straight at him, allowing myself to make eye contact with those perilous green eyes. He smiled a broad, wicked, toothy smile and came over too me, his hand rubbing his crotch lightly. “So,” he said in a rich masculine voice, “You’ve finally come around have. You ready for a real load.” “I… uh… well…” I was unable to speak. “You want my cock, don’t you boy?” “Yes,” I managed to reply. “And you want my load in your hole, don’t you?” I swallowed hard and almost whispered, “Yes.” “What happened to change your mind kid, I guessed you were one of those NEG only Safe-Sex pussies. Let me guess, someone slipped a load into without you knowing you were getting bred and you loved how much it felt that you needed to do it again. You’ve probably been going around the city taking any loads you can get for two weeks now – no, not that long. The desperation in your eyes, and the fact that you reek of cum, I’m going to say two days at most. Maybe that first load was even just yesterday. That doesn’t matter though, what matters is that none of those loads managed to make you feel whole like you need to, you just keep lusting after more. Well I’ve got what you need boy,” he grabbed his now bulging crotch, “so let go to mine, it’s just around the corner and get my cock buried in your sweet hole ASAP.” I simply nodded.

By a strange circumstance... For the next 15 years, Dave and I fucked and converted many boys. Some wanted it, and some were too dumb to see our status or ask about condom use. Often we double teamed the guys, and made sure that we both gave them a huge load. Our favorite was when we got a guy who wanted to be double penetrated. We loved the feeling of our poz cocks rubbing against each other as we bare fucked a hole, and our loads were often deposited at the same time when we were able to DP. We had a stash of condoms that were prepped for breakage, and our 'silicon' lube was laced with baby oil to ensure breakage. Our goal in life had become to spread our seed and procreate through our disease. We had ads on all the popular hookup sites, and all clearly stated that we were poz, and preferred to fuck bareback. Sometimes it got us the ass we wanted, sometimes the guys were hesitant. Those were the ones that we either stealthed, or used the old 'just the tip' line on till we were shooting our poison deep into them and changing their lives forever. The big shock of my life came when we got a hit from a cute 18 year old freshman named Tom who had just moved to DC for college and was looking for some Daddy types to help him come out into the gay world, and give him the bug. When he unlocked his pics for us, I was stunned. It was like looking into a slightly distorted picture of me at that age. He didn’t have my light blonde hair; rather it was a dark strawberry blonde, but his features eerily looked like my younger self. We chatted, and over the course of a couple days, I discovered that he had grown up with a single mom and had never known his dad. He had come out as gay in high school, but growing up in a small town he had not known of any other gay guys. Tom really wanted to meet us, and Dave was fully up for giving him our bug; there was just something in the back of my mind that had me on edge with Tom, I just couldn’t put my finger on it. We all met at a local diner for lunch, and to chat before deciding on going any further. It was over that lunch that I finally discovered what had me on edge with Tom. We talked about his plans to study sports medicine at school, and that he in high school he had been on the wrestling team where in placed in the Nationals top three every year of high school. In fact his wrestling skills had landed him a nice college scholarship. But it was when He showed us a picture of His mom that it all clicked. I had fucked around with his mom back when I was in the military, and must have knocked her up. Tom was my son. Not only was he my son, but he was gay and was a chaser, just as I had been, although I had never admitted as much until Dave had converted me. I dropped the bomb that I had just discovered on Tom and Dave. I knew Dave well enough to know that as soon as the recently discovered truth was out, his cock was rock hard and leaking his toxic precum with the thought of us gifting my own flesh and blood with our bug. Tom, I didn’t know that well, but the look that came over his face was eerily similar to the look that was on Dave’s face. The two of them quickly finished up their lunch, and were practically dragging me back to our place. Once we were alone in our apartment, Tom pulled me to him and gave me a deep passionate kiss. “I’ve always had this fantasy,” he said “of finding my Dad and him being gay. I never imagined that he’d be this hot or that he has something else that I wanted other than being a mentor to me.” “What do you mean, Tom?” I asked. “You know. I want the bug. To be poz. My cock and hole are twitching right now with the thought of it being given to me by the same cock and cum that made it possible for me to exist.” As much as my brain wanted to rebel against the idea, my cock began to harden in my jeans and the thought of my seed, that had helped create this young man in front of us, being fucked into him and its poison finding its way into his blood and converting him began to interest me. I knew it was wrong, but I wanted to give him what he wanted. “I have an even better idea,” I said, “you can call us Daddy and act like we are your Dom Dads. But we will all know the truth and enjoy the hell out of it.” “So,” Tom asked, “does this mean that you will fuck me? Give me your poison seed and convert me to be like you, Dad, poz?” “Yes, son.” “Nice! How about we start on that converting of me now.” With that out of the way, Tom grabbed both my cock and that of Dave, and began to massage them through the denim of our jeans. Both of us let out a moan, and I grabbed Tom’s hand form my crotch and began to direct him to our bedroom. Dave followed behind us, stripping his clothes off as he went leaving a trail of hastily removed clothing. Once in the bedroom, Tom began to strip, but I stopped him. I wanted to be the one to take of each article of clothing and expose the body that I had unwittingly helped create all those years ago. As I pulled off his shirt, a nice firm six-pack, a beautifully sculpted adonis belt and solid pecs were revealed. His lithe body reminded me of mine when I was his age. I still had the six-pack, but now there was a lot more fur there, not just the trail of hair that lead down from his belly button into his jeans. Tom reached over to me after I had his shirt removed and slid my tee shirt over my head. He leaned in close to me and put his head on my furry chest and a purr left his lips as he nuzzled into my pecs. We both kicked off our shoes and then at the same time reached for the button and zip of the other’s jeans. I batted Tom’s hand away and told him to wait his turn. As I undid the button and pulled the zip down, a moan came from the doorway where Dave stood naked and jacking his cock. “Stop with the tease, you two, and get naked so we can get to the fucking. I don’t think I can hold off cumming for much longer. This whole Father/Son thing has got me really close.” “Then stop playing with your cock and wait like a good boy” I said with a smile in my voice.