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In the heart of Toronto, nestled in a trendy loft converted into a playground for the city's most adventurous, I found myself at a jockstrap party. The air was thick with the scent of sweat, cologne, and the underlying musk of sex. The room pulsed with the throb of electronic music, and the hum of anticipation was palpable. I was drawn to the corner where two sexy daddies were holding court, their presence commanding and their eyes hungry with desire. They were both tall, muscular, and exuded an aura of confidence that was impossible to ignore. Their jockstraps barely contained their massive cocks, and I could see the outlines of their thick shafts straining against the fabric. One had a thick, veiny cock that looked like it could split me in two, while the other had a monster of a cock, at least 10 inches long and thick as a fucking soda can. Their chests were broad and hairy, and their arms were corded with muscle, a testament to their strength and power. I approached them, my heart racing with a mix of excitement and trepidation. They noticed me immediately, their eyes roaming over my body with a predatory gaze. "Well, well, look what we have here," one of them said, his voice a deep rumble. "A fresh little meat looking for some fun." I nodded, my mouth dry. "I'm looking for a good time," I managed to say, my voice barely above a whisper. They exchanged a glance, a silent understanding passing between them. "We can give you a good time," the other one said, his hand reaching out to cup my ass. "But you have to be ready for us. We like it rough, and we like to share." I swallowed hard, my ass clenching at the thought. "I'm ready," I said, my voice more confident this time. They led me to a sling, the leather creaking as they secured me in place. My ass was exposed, vulnerable, and ready for whatever they had in store. They fed me poppers, the sharp, sweet smell filling my nostrils as I inhaled deeply. The room spun, and my senses heightened, every touch, every sound, amplified. One of them stepped up behind me, his thick cock pressing against my ass. He rubbed the head against my hole, teasing me, making me beg for it. "Please," I moaned, my body aching with need. "Fuck me." He pushed in slowly, inch by inch, his cock stretching me wide. I gasped, the sensation overwhelming, a mix of pleasure and pain. He began to move, his hips slamming against my ass with each thrust. The sound of skin on skin echoed through the room, a primal rhythm that matched the pounding of my heart. The other daddy stepped up, his monster cock in hand. He pressed the head against my mouth, and I opened wide, taking him in. His cock filled my mouth, the taste of him salty and intoxicating. I sucked him with fervor, my tongue swirling around his shaft, feeling the veins pulse with his arousal. They took turns, one fucking my ass while the other fed me his cock. The sensations were overwhelming, my body on fire as they pounded into me. I could feel the pressure building, my ass clenching around their cocks as they fucked me harder, faster. Suddenly, they switched, and I was being stretched by the monster cock. It was intense, the stretch almost too much, but I loved every second of it. He pounded into me, his balls slapping against my skin, the sound a symphony of pleasure. As he fucked me, he leaned down, his breath hot against my ear. "Are you tested negative, little one?" he whispered, his voice low and seductive. I shook my head, my body trembling with the intensity of the sensation. "Yes a month now," I managed to gasp out. He chuckled, a deep, throaty sound. "And are you on Prep?" he asked, his hips never stopping their relentless pace. Again, I shook my head. "No," I whispered, my voice barely audible over the throb of the music and the sound of our bodies slapping together. He leaned back, a wicked grin on his face. "Good," he said, his voice a low growl. "We're going to fill you up with the most potent cum you've ever had. You're going to be fertilized, little one. You're going to carry our seed." His words sent a shiver down my spine, a mix of fear and excitement coursing through my veins. I was theirs to use, theirs to fill, and I was ready for whatever they had in store. The daddy with the thick, veiny cock took his turn next, his hips slamming against my ass with a force that made the sling creak. He reached around, his fingers finding my cock, stroking it in time with his thrusts. The sensation was overwhelming, my body on fire as he pounded into me, his cock hitting all the right spots. I could feel the pleasure building, my ass clenching around his cock as he fucked me harder, faster. Suddenly, I was coming, my body convulsing with the force of my orgasm. I cried out, the sound lost in the throb of the music, as wave after wave of pleasure washed over me. He didn't let up, his cock driving deeper, harder, until I was coming again, and again, my ass milking his cock, drawing him deeper. Finally, with a loud grunt, he unloaded inside me, his hot seed filling my ass. I could feel it, the warmth, the wetness, as he pumped his load, his cock pulsing with each spurt. He stayed inside me, his body shaking with the aftershocks of his orgasm, until finally, he pulled out, leaving me feeling empty and satisfied. But the night wasn't over yet. More men joined, their cocks hard and ready, eager to take their turn in the sling. I was passed around, each man taking their pleasure from my ass, filling me with their seed. The poppers kept coming, and I was lost in a whirlwind of pleasure, my body aching and satisfied. One man, in particular, caught my eye. He was tall and lean, with a cock that was long and thin, like a fucking blade. He stepped up behind me, his cock pressing against my ass. "You ready for more, little one?" he asked, his voice a low whisper. I nodded, my body already aching for more. He pushed in slowly, his cock sliding in with ease, stretching me wide. He began to move, his hips slamming against my ass with each thrust. The sensation was intense, his cock hitting all the right spots, sending waves of pleasure coursing through my body. He reached around, his fingers finding my cock, stroking it in time with his thrusts. The sensation was overwhelming, my body on fire as he pounded into me, his cock driving deeper, harder, with each thrust. I could feel the pleasure building, my ass clenching around his cock as he fucked me harder, faster. Suddenly, I was coming, my body convulsing with the force of my orgasm. I cried out, the sound lost in the throb of the music, as wave after wave of pleasure washed over me. He didn't let up, his cock driving deeper, harder, until I was coming again, and again, my ass milking his cock, drawing him deeper. Finally, with a loud grunt, he unloaded inside me, his hot seed filling my ass. I could feel it, the warmth, the wetness, as he pumped his load, his cock pulsing with each spurt. He stayed inside me, his body shaking with the aftershocks of his orgasm, until finally, he pulled out, leaving me feeling empty and satisfied. Another man took his turn, his cock thick and short, like a fucking baseball bat. He pushed in slowly, his cock stretching me wide, filling me completely. He began to move, his hips slamming against my ass with each thrust. The sensation was intense, his cock hitting all the right spots, sending waves of pleasure coursing through my body. He reached around, his fingers finding my cock, stroking it in time with his thrusts. The sensation was overwhelming, my body on fire as he pounded into me, his cock driving deeper, harder, with each thrust. I could feel the pleasure building, my ass clenching around his cock as he fucked me harder, faster. Suddenly, I was coming, my body convulsing with the force of my orgasm. I cried out, the sound lost in the throb of the music, as wave after wave of pleasure washed over me. He didn't let up, his cock driving deeper, harder, until I was coming again, and again, my ass milking his cock, drawing him deeper. Finally, with a loud grunt, he unloaded inside me, his hot seed filling my ass. I could feel it, the warmth, the wetness, as he pumped his load, his cock pulsing with each spurt. He stayed inside me, his body shaking with the aftershocks of his orgasm, until finally, he pulled out, leaving me feeling empty and satisfied. The night wore on, and I was passed around, each man taking their turn, filling me with their seed. The poppers kept coming, and I was lost in a haze of pleasure, my body aching and satisfied. I couldn't keep count of how many men there were, their cocks hard and ready, eager to take their pleasure from my ass. Finally, as the night began to wane, the two daddies returned, their cocks still hard and ready. They stepped up behind me, their hands roaming over my body, their touches sending shivers down my spine. "Ready for more, little one?" one of them asked, his voice a low growl. I nodded, my body already aching for more. They took their turns, their cocks stretching me wide, filling me completely. They pounded into me, their hips slamming against my ass with each thrust, their cocks hitting all the right spots, sending waves of pleasure coursing through my body. I could feel the pleasure building, my ass clenching around their cocks as they fucked me harder, faster. Suddenly, I was coming, my body convulsing with the force of my orgasm. I cried out, the sound lost in the throb of the music, as wave after wave of pleasure washed over me. They didn't let up, their cocks driving deeper, harder, until I was coming again, and again, my ass milking their cocks, drawing them deeper. Finally, with a loud grunt, they unloaded inside me, their hot seed filling my ass. I could feel it, the warmth, the wetness, as they pumped their load, their cocks pulsing with each spurt. They stayed inside me, their bodies shaking with the aftershocks of their orgasm, until finally, they pulled out, leaving me feeling empty and satisfied. As I lay there, my body aching and spent, I couldn't help but feel a sense of satisfaction. I had been used, filled, and pleasured beyond my wildest dreams. The night had been a whirlwind of pleasure, and I knew I would never forget it. After the party, I stepped outside to get some fresh air and have a smoke. The cool night breeze felt good against my sweaty skin. As I was taking a drag, a sexy bartender from the club joined me, his eyes twinkling with mischief. "Hey there," he said, his voice smooth and inviting. "You looked like you had quite the night in there." I smirked, feeling a mix of pride and exhaustion. "You could say that," I replied, taking another drag. He leaned in closer, his breath hot against my ear. "I heard you were the one getting fucked in the sling. Is that true?" I nodded, a shiver running down my spine at the memory. "Yeah, that was me." He chuckled, a low, throaty sound. "Well, you're a lucky little twink. I've seen those daddies in action, and they know how to use that equipment." I felt a flush of heat spread through me, remembering the intensity of the night. "They sure do," I agreed, my voice barely above a whisper. He took a step closer, his body pressing against mine. "You know, I've been watching you all night. You're fucking hot, and I've been dying to get a piece of that ass." I turned to face him, my eyes meeting his. "Is that so?" I asked, a playful smirk on my face. He nodded, his hand reaching out to cup my ass. "Oh, yeah. And I think it's time I had my turn." Before I could respond, he spun me around, pushing me up against the wall of the alley. His hands roamed over my body, his touches firm and confident. He unzipped his pants, revealing a thick, hard cock that was already leaking pre-cum. He pressed the head against my ass, rubbing it against my hole, teasing me. "You ready for more, little one?" he asked, his voice a low growl. I nodded, my body already aching for more. He pushed in slowly, his cock stretching me wide, filling me completely. He began to move, his hips slamming against my ass with each thrust. The sensation was intense, his cock hitting all the right spots, sending waves of pleasure coursing through my body. He reached around, his fingers finding my cock, stroking it in time with his thrusts. The sensation was overwhelming, my body on fire as he pounded into me, his cock driving deeper, harder, with each thrust. I could feel the pleasure building, my ass clenching around his cock as he fucked me harder, faster. Suddenly, I was coming, my body convulsing with the force of my orgasm. I cried out, the sound echoing through the alley, as wave after wave of pleasure washed over me. He didn't let up, his cock driving deeper, harder, until I was coming again, and again, my ass milking his cock, drawing him deeper. Finally, with a loud grunt, he unloaded inside me, his hot seed filling my ass. I could feel it, the warmth, the wetness, as he pumped his load, his cock pulsing with each spurt. He stayed inside me, his body shaking with the aftershocks of his orgasm, until finally, he pulled out, leaving me feeling empty and satisfied. As we caught our breath, he pulled out a pack of cigarettes and offered me one. I took it, my hands still trembling from the intensity of the encounter. We smoked in silence for a moment, the only sound the soft crackle of the cigarettes and the distant hum of the city. Finally, he turned to me, a wicked grin on his face. "You know, I think you're going to be changing a lot of details on your hookup app profiles soon." I raised an eyebrow, curious. "Oh, yeah? And why is that?" He chuckled, taking a drag of his cigarette. "Let's just say that the daddies you were with tonight are known for their... potent seed. And from the looks of it, you took quite the load." I felt a chill run down my spine, a mix of excitement and trepidation coursing through my veins. "What do you mean?" I asked, my voice barely above a whisper. He leaned in closer, his breath hot against my ear. "I mean, little one, that you're probably carrying a little something extra now. Something that's going to change your life forever." I didn't understand what he meant, but his words sent a shiver of anticipation down my spine. As I walked away, my body aching and satisfied, I couldn't help but feel a sense of excitement for whatever was to come. Two months later, as I lay in bed, feverish and aching, the diagnosis came: HIV. I was bugged, and it was all because of that wild night at the jockstrap party. But as I thought back to the words whispered in my ear, the promise of being fertilized with the most potent cum, I realized what the bartender had meant. I had been changed, marked by that night, and now I carried a part of them with me, a constant reminder of the pleasure and the risk. As I lay there, my body aching and spent, I couldn't help but feel a twisted sense of satisfaction. It was a risk I took, and now I was paying the price. But the memory of that night, the intensity of the pleasure, the raw, primal nature of it all—it was something I would never forget. And as I looked to the future, I knew that my life would never be the same.

Why hadn’t Kevin come back? Nigel looked at the naked man and the heavy, drooling cock and felt his sensible, rational self fading before the lust he felt. Slowly, he raised his tee shirt over his head, hooked his thumbs in his shorts, then pushed them down and stepped out of his clothes. His face was red with embarrassment as he felt Bill’s eyes on his chubby body and ashamed at his small cock and balls hanging below his ample belly. Bill moved towards him “So...you want to stay then?” Nigel felt the heat from the man’s body and gasped as Bill took his hand and curled it around his penis. It was warm and the skin was smooth. His fingers stroked it and were soon coated in Bill’s precum. Bill lifted Nigel’s hand and licked the cum from his fingers. Nigel shivered with lust and fear and Bill smiled. “Let’s go upstairs and find Kevin, shall we? I’m sure everyone’s checking him out by now.” Bill led the way up the narrow stairs, giving Nigel a close up view of his backside. As he climbed, the hairy buttocks parted to reveal a dark cleft glistening with some kind of lube. Nigel swallowed hard. He was excited by Bill’s bum, but also worried about what might happen next. They reached the landing. Kevin’s tool bag was outside the toilet but he wasn’t there. Nigel heard a TV and voices coming from a room across the way and followed Bill to the doorway. He felt really nervous about being seen naked as Bill stood back and pushed him inside. There were several men in the room on two couches. A TV on the wall was showing porn, but it wasn’t what made Nigel gasp with shock. Two old men sat on the filthy couches stroking erections as a nude man knelt beside them being fucked in his fat arse by a short, muscular black guy with a bald head and rings in his dark nipples. As he thrust back and forth, Nigel saw his cock was bare and glistening with cum or lube. The kneeling man groaned and turned his head and his eyes went wide as he saw Nigel standing in the door way. “K...Kevin!” Gasped Nigel. Kevin smiled and just knelt there being fucked. “But...he’s doing it...bareback!” Bill’s hand slid over Nigel’s back and cupped his buttocks. “Of course he is.” His finger slid between the soft mounds and probed Nigel’s arsehole. “He’s going to feel some sperm in him soon and he’ll get pregnant.” Nigel paled as he realised what that meant. But he couldn’t stop watching as the black guy’s thrusts became more urgent. He grabbed Kevin’s hips and grunted softly. He shuddered in orgasm and when he’d finished, he pulled a long, cum smeared cock out of Kevin’s rectum. “There you go!” laughed Bill. “Thanks,” grunted the black guy. He came over and winked at Nigel who was transfixed by the dripping cock hanging beneath his belly. “Mmmm,” He said. “Nice arse. I’ll give you my babies later.” Kevin sank down onto the couch. He could feel the spunk dripping out of his arsehole onto the filthy material. He looked at Kevin standing, nude, in the doorway being fely up by Bill. The lad was obviously excited by what he had seen but also unsure and fearfuk about this room full of toxic old men. “Well, Nigel.” He said. “You’ve seen me being bred now. Why don’t you sit down over here and relax for a bit.” Bill pushed Nigel gently into the room and he went over to the sofa on rubbery legs. The two old men made a space and he sat between them, feeling the heat ad sweaty smell of their old bodies. The thin one he had seen before said “I’m Sid, and this isArthur.” The other man was shorter, older and when he grinned he revealed a mouthful of broken and blackened teeth. He was sporting a thick erection which rose up from a metal ring at it’s base and he licked his lips when he saw Nigel stare at it. Nigel looked away red faced. He couldn’t believe what he’d seen. He wasn’t stupid. He realised this dirty old men were toxic and he’d probably seen his aunt’s husband being pozzed. He squirmed and felt he should go, and yet it was so exciting to be here naked. Arthur produced a small brown bottle which he sniffed. It smelt like solvent and the whiff of it made Nigel’s heart beat and he felt languid and sexy. “So,” said Sid “You’re Kevin’s nephew.” As he spoke, he took Nigels hand and wrapped it rounf his stiiff cock. “N...no..”replied Nigel. “He’s married to my aunt.” He watched as Kevin sniffed the bottle and sagged back playing with a small cock beneath his belly. “Are you going soon, Arthur?” Asked Sid, ignoring Nigel’s reply. “Yeah, got to see a man in town” He pushed the bottle under Nigel’s nose and the youth felt the poppers sweep through him, washing away his anxiety and making him feel in heat. He felt hands gently raise and push him until he was kneeling on the sofa. He heard Sid say “Nice young man you’ve got here, Kevin.” as he rubbed something cold and slippery into Nigel’s arsehole. He jumped at this intimate contact as Arthur got heavily off the sofa and went behind him. He felt his boney fingers on his hips and then the heavy cock pushed against his hole. “W...wait...ooof..it hurts!” He wailed Kevin reached over and put the bottle under Nigel’s nose. “Just relax, Nigel” He whispered. “Let him in.” Nigel gasped and then the old man’s cock stretched him wider, wider and then slid up him in a rush. He groaned as he was impaled and then the man began to slide in and out, his balls slapping against his own. “Nice,” said Sid. “ What time have you got to be in town?” Arthur was picking up the pace, enjoying the feel of the lad’s rectum around his cock. “Oh..ahh...in about an hour.” He gasped “Gonna cum soon!” Nigel shook with the thrusts as the poppers wore off. He realised the man was intent on cumming toxic spunk in him and the thought made him excited and fearful at the same time. Kevin stroked his head “Shhhh.”He said. “You know you want it. It will be over soon.” Arthur was thrusting madly back and forth and then he cried out, pushed against Nigel’s bum and he felt the penis in him throb and throb as it spurted inside him. The old man stepped back and pulled out his cock and slapped Nigel’s bum. “Phew! Thanks!” Bill laughed and went off downstairs with Arthur. Sid stood up and moved into position. “It’s in you now, Nigel.” Kevin said. “We’ll make sure your pregnant before we go home, shall we?” As he spoke, Sid’s cock slid easily up inside Nigel’s arse through the lube and Arthur’s spunk and he sagged in surrender beneath the old man’s thrusts...

Doug's fingers tapped impatiently on the steering wheel as he waited outside the arrivals terminal. The afternoon sun glinted off the windshield, casting flickering shadows across the dashboard. He had been looking forward to this moment all week, the anticipation building with each passing day. When Jay finally emerged from the sliding doors, rolling his suitcase behind him, Doug felt a surge of relief and desire course through his body. Jay slid into the passenger seat with a grin, leaning over to plant a firm kiss on Doug's lips. "Miss me?" he asked, his voice low and teasing. Doug swallowed hard, his cock already stirring in his jeans. "You have no idea," he admitted, pulling away from the curb and merging into traffic. The drive to Jay's home was a blur of stolen touches and heated glances, the sexual tension between them palpable. As soon as they stepped through the front door, Doug was on Jay, pushing him against the wall and crashing their lips together. His hands fumbled with the buttons of Jay's shirt, desperate to feel skin against skin. Jay chuckled against his mouth, pulling back slightly. "Eager, aren't you?" he murmured, his eyes dark with lust. Doug's breath hitched as he managed to get Jay's shirt open, revealing his muscular chest. "God, I've missed you," he groaned, leaning in to nip at Jay's collarbone. Jay's hands tangled in Doug's hair, pulling him closer. "I've missed you too, baby," he whispered, his voice thick with desire. But then he hesitated, his hands stilling Doug's frantic movements. "First, you should know I forgot to bring my meds on my trip," he said, his voice serious. "There's a small chance I may be infectious. Do you want to wait?" Doug's heart pounded in his chest, a mix of anxiety and arousal coursing through him. He looked up at Jay, his eyes wide and pleading. "I can't wait," his voice barely above a whisper. "No possible way. I need you, Jay. Now." Jay searched Doug's face for a moment before nodding, a slow smile spreading across his lips. "Alright, baby," he said, his voice softening. "Let's go to the bedroom." They stumbled down the hall, shedding clothes as they went. By the time they reached the bed, they were both naked, their cocks hard and leaking. Jay pushed Doug onto the mattress, climbing on top of him and capturing his lips in a searing kiss. Doug moaned into his mouth, his hands roaming over Jay's muscular back, pulling him closer. Jay's cock pressed against Doug's, the sensation sending sparks of pleasure through his body. "Fuck, I've dreamed about this," Doug gasped, his hips bucking up to meet Jay's. Jay chuckled, his breath hot against Doug's ear. "Me too, baby," he murmured, his hand sliding down to grip Doug's cock. "Me too." They kissed again, their tongues tangling as their bodies pressed together. Doug could feel Jay's heart pounding against his chest, matching the frantic rhythm of his own. Jay's hand stroked him slowly, his thumb swiping over the leaking tip, spreading the precum down his shaft. Jay then started eating Doug's ass with evident hunger. His tounge pushing in, then taking nibbles around his hole. "Jay," Doug gasped, his hips jerking up into Jay's touch. "Please, I need you inside me." Jay groaned, his cock twitching against Doug's thigh. "You're so needy, baby," he teased, his voice rough with desire. "I love it." He reached over to the nightstand, grabbing the lube and slicking up his fingers while tossing Doug poppers. Doug spread his legs, his breath hitching as Jay's fingers circled his entrance. "Please," he begged, his voice trembling. Jay's fingers pressed inside, stretching him slowly. Doug moaned, his back arching off the bed as Jay's fingers crooked, hitting that spot inside him that made his toes curl as he huffed. "Fuck, Jay," he gasped, his hands fisting in the sheets. "More, please." Jay added another finger, scissoring them to stretch Doug wider. "You're tight, baby," he murmured, his voice thick with lust. "I can't wait to be inside you." Doug whimpered, his cock leaking onto his stomach. "Please, Jay," he begged. "I need you. Now." Jay withdrew his fingers, slicking up his cock before pressing the tip against Doug's entrance. Doug's breath hitched as Jay pushed slowly inside, the stretch burning deliciously. "Fuck," he gasped, his nails digging into Jay's back. "Yes, just like that." Jay groaned, his hips snapping forward as he bottomed out. "You feel so good, baby," he murmured, his voice rough with desire. "So tight and hot." Jay fucked Doug slowly but firmly, pushing his cockhead repeatedly through Doug's second hole, and moving him through position after position. While Jay was spooning him from behind, Doug thought to himself in his poppered up haze: this raw cock fucking me has probably been in half the gays in town; this raw cock fucking me belongs to a guy who might love me; this raw cock fucking me might convert me. This was a level of sexual extacy far above whatever he had experienced before. They moved together, their bodies slick with sweat as they chased their pleasure, now with Doug on his back, feet over Jay's shoulders. "Should I pull out before I cum?" Jay asked. Doug stared at the biohazzard tat above the cock that was fucking him. "No," he said, "dont pull out. Breed me Jay. Fucking breed me." Doug's cock leaked onto his stomach, his balls drawing up tight as his orgasm approached. "Jay," he gasped, his voice trembling. "I'm close." Jay's hips snapped faster, his cock pistoning in and out of Doug's now less tight hole. "Come for me, baby," he commanded, his voice rough with desire. "I want to feel you come around my cock." Doug's back arched off the bed as his orgasm crashed over him, his cock spurting cum onto his stomach. Jay groaned, his hips stuttering as he came deep inside Doug, filling him with his hot load. They collapsed onto the bed, their bodies tangled together as they caught their breath. Doug's heart pounded in his chest, his body humming with satisfaction. Jay's cock was still inside him, softening slowly as their breathing evened out. Jay pulled out gently, rolling onto his side and pulling Doug against him. Doug snuggled into his chest, his body still humming with pleasure. "That was something else," he murmured, his voice soft and content. Jay chuckled, pressing a kiss to the top of Doug's head. "It was," he agreed, his voice warm. "But we should get cleaned up and have some dinner. I'm starving." Doug nodded, reluctantly pulling away from Jay's warmth. They showered together, their bodies pressing close as they washed each other with tender touches. After drying off, they dressed and headed to the local restaurant where they'd had their first date. As ate, Doug couldn't help but steal glances at Jay, his heart still pounding with the memory of their earlier encounter, feeling his rectum full of Jay' cum. Jay caught his gaze, a slow smile spreading across his lips. "What's on your mind, baby?" he asked, his voice soft. Doug hesitated, his fingers tracing patterns on the tablecloth. "I was just thinking about earlier," he admitted, his voice barely above a whisper. "About how turned on I was by the thought you might be converting me." Jay's eyes darkened with desire, his fork pausing halfway to his mouth. "I was turned on too, baby," he admitted, his voice rough. "The thought of filling you with my POZ cum, of possibly converting you... it's intoxicating." Doug's cock twitched in his jeans, his breath hitching at Jay's words. "I still have a voice inside my head saying I should be more careful," he admitted, his voice trembling. "But I can't help how I feel." Jay reached across the table, his hand covering Doug's. "There's nothing wrong with how you feel," he murmured, his voice soft. "You're allowed to want it. You're allowed to get it too, if it's what you want. Fucking hot for me, if you do. I'll have to go back on my meds. My health is important to me. But I could wait a little while longer, if you wanted." Doug nodded, his heart swelling with affection for this man who could be so tender and caring, even as he indulged in his darkest desires. "Yes please," he whispered, his voice thick with emotion. Jay squeezed his hand, a slow smile spreading across his lips. "After dinner," he said, his voice dropping to a low growl. "I think I should have another load for you, baby. What do you think?" Doug's breath hitched, his cock hardening at Jay's words. "Yes," he gasped, his voice trembling with desire. "Please, Jay. I need you." Jay's eyes darkened with lust, his hand tightening around Doug's. "Good," he murmured, his voice rough. "Because I need you too, baby. More than you know." They finished their meal in a haze of desire. As they walked back to Jay's their bodies pressed close as they stole kisses and touches. As soon as they were in the apartment, Jay pulled Doug into the bedroom, pushing him onto the bed and climbing on top of him. Their kisses were frantic, their hands roaming over each other's bodies as they stripped off their clothes. Jay's cock was hard and leaking, pressing against Doug's thigh as they kissed. "I need you inside me," Doug gasped, his voice trembling with desire. Jay groaned, his hips snapping forward as he lined up his cock with Doug's entrance. "You're so needy, baby," he teased, his voice rough with lust. "I love it." He pushed inside, the stretch burning deliciously as Doug's body opened for him. "Fuck," Doug gasped, his nails digging into Jay's back. "Yes, just like that." Jay's hips snapped faster, his cock pistoning in and out of Doug's wet hole. "You feel so good, baby," he murmured, his voice thick with desire. "You're in heat for this, I can smell it on you," Jay went on. Doug's cock leaked onto his stomach, his balls drawing up tight as his orgasm approached. "Jay," he gasped, his voice trembling. "I'm close." Jay's hips snapped faster, his cock penetrating Doug as deep as it could. "You want this ass I'm fucking to be a POZ ass," he asserted, his voice rough with desire. "Yes," Doug muttered, staring into his lover's eyes. Jay stroked Doug's cock with one hand. "You want this to be a POZ cock," again a declaration. "Yes," said Doug, his volume rising slightly. Jay shifted his caress to Doug's scrotum. "You want these to be POZ balls that make POZ cum," he said. Again, Doug stared in Jay's eyes and said, "yes." Glistening with sweat Jay growled, "yeah, you want to be a POZ pig like me." "Fuck yeah," Doug almost yelled. Jay groaned, his hips stuttering as he came deep inside Doug, filling him with his hot load. Doug could feel the heat and the throbbing deep in him, his second ring fully open. Jay collapsed onto the bed, their bodies tangled together as they caught their breath. Doug's heart pounded in his chest, his body humming with satisfaction. Jay's cock was still inside him, softening slowly as their breathing evened out. Jay pulled out gently, rolling onto his side and pulling Doug against him. Doug snuggled into his chest, his body still humming with pleasure. "That was amazing," he murmured, his voice soft and content. Jay chuckled, pressing a kiss to the top of Doug's head. "It was," he agreed, his voice warm. "But we should get some sleep. We'll make another deposit in the morning." Doug nodded, his eyes already drifting closed as he cuddled into Jay's warmth. As he drifted off to sleep, he couldn't help but feel a sense of contentment and excitement for what the future held.

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

Last Friday, I found myself wandering through Toronto's Claireville Conservation Park, dressed in my favorite tight yoga shorts that accentuated my curves. The sun was setting, casting a warm, inviting glow over the trails, and I was in the mood for a little adventure. As I walked, I spotted a guy up ahead—tall, fit, and oozing confidence. Our eyes met, and I could feel a spark of something electric between us. He noticed my interest and flashed a playful smirk before turning down a secluded path. I followed, my heart pounding with a mix of excitement and nerves. The trail was narrow, surrounded by tall trees that seemed to whisper secrets. I caught up to him, and as I brushed past, I could feel the heat radiating from his body. He turned to face me, his eyes dark with desire, and pulled me into a hidden alcove. My hands explored his body, feeling the firm muscles beneath his shirt. He was strong, solid, and I could already sense the promise of something incredible. With a quick, confident move, he unzipped his pants, revealing a thick, 8-inch cock that was already hard and ready. The head was swollen, and I could see the veins pulsing with his arousal. I dropped to my knees, taking him into my mouth. The taste of him was intoxicating, and I savored every inch as my tongue swirled around his shaft. He groaned, his fingers tangling in my hair, guiding me deeper. I sucked him with passion, my mouth wet and eager, until he was rock hard and throbbing. But he had something else in mind. He pulled me to my feet and spun me around, pressing my body against a tree. His hands gripped my hips, pulling my ass against him as he ground his cock into my crack. I could feel his thickness, the promise of what was to come. He reached around, his fingers finding my clit, rubbing it in tight circles until I was dripping wet. Without warning, he bent me over, his cock poised at my entrance. He pushed in slowly, inch by inch, filling me completely. I gasped, the sensation overwhelming, as he began to move, his hips slamming against my ass with each thrust. The sound of skin on skin echoed through the park, a primal rhythm that matched the pounding of my heart. But it wasn't just my pussy he wanted. He pulled out, his cock glistening with my juices, and pressed the head against my ass. I pushed back, letting him slide in, the stretch intense and delicious. He groaned, his hands gripping my hips as he began to fuck my ass, his cock sliding in and out with ease. I was lost in a haze of pleasure, my body on fire as he pounded into me. The sound of his balls slapping against my skin was a symphony, each thrust sending waves of ecstasy through my body. I could feel the pressure building, my ass clenching around his cock as he fucked me harder, faster. Suddenly, I was coming, my body convulsing with the force of my orgasm. He didn't let up, his cock driving deeper, harder, until I was crying out with each wave of pleasure. I came again, and again, my ass milking his cock, drawing him deeper. Finally, with a loud grunt, he unloaded inside me, his hot seed filling my ass. I could feel it, the warmth, the wetness, as he pumped his load, his cock pulsing with each spurt. He stayed inside me, his body shaking with the aftershocks of his orgasm, until finally, he pulled out, leaving me feeling empty and satisfied. I turned to face him, our eyes meeting in a silent understanding. We had both gotten what we wanted, and I knew I'd never forget this encounter in the heart of the park. With a final, lingering touch, we parted ways, leaving the trail with a smile and a new memory to cherish.

Story 4: At The Gym Todd stepped slowly in front of and flexed in the mirror of his tiny studio apartment, frowning somewhat before disgustedly slumping. Though one could say he was good looking, he’d always wanted to look more, well, hot. More masculine, more muscular. Like the countless guys he’d spent hours watching and shooting a load to on various porn sites. After 6 months though, nothing. Sure, he looked a little more trim, but no matter how hard he pushed himself, no gains were made. Sighing loudly, he grabbed his keys and water bottle, stepping out into the cool morning air. Jogging a few blocks, he stepped out of the dim morning light and into the surprisingly calm hustle of the gym. Looking around, he noticed a few men working out in the gym, his eyes immediately drawn to the monster of a guy lifting dumbbells, grunting loudly as he worked out. Immediately, Todd felt both horny and jealous, wishing he could get the types of gains that the gym bunny working out across from the bench he was sitting on had. Muscles on top of muscles, exuding a manliness Todd could only imagine. Suddenly, the guy met his eyes briefly for a second, causing Todd to fumble the water bottle he was holding. Trying to save face, he bent over and retied his shoes, feeling the blush on his face having been caught ogling again. For a few minutes, he continued to pretend to work at his shoelaces before finally digging up the courage to sit back up before looking down at his phone, pulling up the workout plan he felt he had foolishly purchased, seeing that today was unfortunately another cardio day. Putting in his headphones, he put on a high paced techno song to drown out the sounds of metal weights clanging and the whirring of different workout machines. Resigned, he walked over to the treadmills, noticing a hot looking couple of slightly less muscular guys running at full speed. Slowly he began to walk, letting his muscles warm up as the treadmill started with a lurch and he let his mind wander, building various hookup scenarios on the different guys in the gym. He’d be laying down on the workout bench, watching as the almost freakishly muscled gym bunny pulled his pants down and began teabagging his face, the massive set of bull balls likely hiding in his jockstrap resting on his cheeks as he hungrily licked and sucked on them, before the guy shoved his massive cock down his throat, putting on a show for the other muscled and oiled men as his legs we lifted by one of them. Closing his eyes, he let his imagination run wild, imaging as a line of men lined up and began to drop load after load in his hungry ass, feeling as their muscled thighs slapped hard against his ass, getting thrown back onto their groins as he was used as just another piece of gym equipment. Suddenly, he felt the treadmill stop with a jolt and he opened his eyes, confused before looking face to face with the muscled gym bunny he’d locked eyes with earlier. Nervously, he pulled out his headphones, shocked at the man staring back at him, an almost annoyed look on his face. “Oh, um… hi!” Todd said, his voice sounding small and making him cringe inwardly, “Do… Do you need something?” The man’s frown grew. Confused, Todd’s smile dropped. “I said, do you fucking mind?” the man said, crossing his arms over his chest. Even more confused, Todd looked around, noticing the hot guys a few treadmills down looking at him, smirks on their faces as they watched the interaction between him and the gym bunny. “Uh… I’m sorry?” Todd said, unsure what was going on, feeling as though he was missing some very crucial piece of information, sweat starting to drip down his forehead. “Look man, some of us actually come here to work out and not get their rocks off watching people making real gains,” the guy said, looking pissed as he spoke. “What?” Todd replied, perplexed at the situation before the guy motioned down lower at him, pointing at his pants. Looking down, Todd felt a hot blush break out across his entire body, as he saw his hard on protruding in full force through his loose gym pants. The horror of the situation caused his brain to shut down, unsure what to say. “I’d appreciate it if you stopped looking at me like a piece of meat and took care of that shit at home,” the man said, turning around and walking away. Hurriedly, Todd quickly rushed to the locker room, unwilling to look at anyone in the gym as he stormed across the space, his face feeling hot as he quickly slammed through the bathroom doors and promptly ran to a bathroom stall, locking it as fast as he could. For several minutes, he squeezed his eyes shut, hugging his arms around his chest and he waited, wondering how long it would take for everyone in the gym to leave so he could go home. Mentally, he beat himself down, telling himself he’d have to find a new gym, or better yet, maybe just leave town and never come back, knowing how quickly word in the gay community got around. Word would spread, he was sure of it, and details would likely get thrown in. He’d be the [banned word] that came in his pants running on the treadmill. Or probably that he whipped it out right in the middle of the gym and started jacking off in front of everyone. Reaching for the door, he slid the lock open and looked around, thankful that the locker room was empty. Rushing over to the locker, he fumbled for a minute, his hand shaking uncontrollably as he tried in vain to get the combination lock to hit the correct numbers. Suddenly, the door opened to the locker room, and the two men who’d watched everything between him and the gym bunny entered, laughing and talking as they came into the area and began to put their things away across from Todd’s locker. Clenching his hands, Todd turned his attention back to the lock, trying desperately to remain calm as he worked the lock again. He heard one of the men say something, not really catching his attention as he felt the blood rushing to his face once again, his ears ringing slightly as he fought back the feeling of utter humiliation from making him tear up. Todd jumped when he felt a finger tapping on his shoulder, looking over at the tall, muscular black guy staring at him with actual concern on his face. “Sorry… I’m leaving… I-I’m sorry…” Todd muttered, looking back down at the lock, biting his lips as he finished speaking. “Damn, babe,” the hispanic guy next to him said, pity in his voice, “Once again, looks like Spencer the gym rat scares another cute guy away from here. Guy really knows how to kick a guy in the balls.” “Look man,” the black guy said, slowly laying his hand on Todd’s shoulder reassuringly, “Spencer’s kind of the resident prick. Don’t worry about it. None of us are good enough for the muscle queen herself. He only goes for other roided out muscle gods like himself.” Letting a breath out he hadn’t known he was holding, Todd relaxed slightly and let go of the lock. “Yeah, man,” the hispanic guy said, pulling off his shirt, “I think he almost gets off making other guys feel inferior. Even when they’re hot and just enjoying the eye candy at the gym.” “I’m Alvin but everyone calls me Al. And my buddy there is Mateo,” the black man said, giving Todd’s shoulder a slight squeeze before releasing his shoulder and turning around. “Uh… Todd. Todd Cochran,” Todd said, holding out his hand to the men, feeling dumb as he did it, unsure whether to put his hand in his pocket or wipe it on his shorts. The hispanic man smiled warmly, shaking his hand, letting his thumb rub around on the top before slowly releasing it. “Well… Todd… Mateo and I were just about to jump in the showers, if you wanted to maybe join us?” Al said, grinning at Todd and he slowly began to strip naked, grabbing a few towels off the bench as he spoke. Todd stood in silence, wondering for a moment if he was reading the situation correctly, watching as Mateo also stripped off his clothes, tossing them quickly in his locker before following after Al. Looking behind him, Mateo drove the point home in Todd’s mind as he looked up and down on Todd’s body. “Be a shame to waste that hard on, don’t you think, man?” he asked, before walking out of the locker area toward the private shower stalls. Shocked, Todd stood there for a second, his mind racing as he was suddenly faced with the possibility of finally living out his fantasy. Snapping out of his stupor, he quickly began to fumble with the locker with a vigor, almost letting out a yell of triumph as the lock finally opened. As quick as he could, he stripped his clothing off, tossing them as fast as he could into the locker and slammed it shut. Grabbing a towel off the rack, he walked as fast as he could, following the sound of the shower head turning on and almost stumbled into the small stall, watching as Alvin and Mateo leaned back and slowly worked their quickly hardening cocks in their hands. “Told you he’d be fuckin game for it, man,” Mateo said, quickly pushing Todd down onto his knees under the shower spray, standing up and pushing his cock up to Todd’s lips. Hungrily, Todd sucked the large cock deep into his mouth, placing his hand over the large scorpion on Mateo’s stomach for balance. “Fuck yeah, suck that dirty cock,” Al said, watching in earnest as Todd quickly got to work sucking Mateo, lovingly licking and sucking the cock in anticipation for what was to come, “Show us how much you want it.” After a few minutes, Todd turned around and began to suck Al’s cock, compliantly standing up and bending over, giving Mateo access to his cock as he heard the man spit on his ass, the saliva dripping profusely on his hole. With Al’s cock deep in his throat, threatening to gag him, Todd let out a pained whimper as the large cock breached his hole, slamming hard and fast deep inside him, almost as if it was penetrating him to his core. “Oh, fuck, his hole is nice and tight,” Mateo groaned, quickly slamming hard and fast in Todd’s ass. Mateo’s cock slammed harder, filling up Todd as he slowly began to push his ass back on the cock, meeting each slam harder and harder, enjoying the rough quick fuck in his ass. Suddenly, Mateo quickly grabbed his hips and pulled him back, burying his cock deep as he began to shoot rope after rope of cum deep in Todd’s guts. “Yeah man, take my fucking load deep in you, white boy,” Mateo whispered, his fingers digging deep inside as he came, “I’m gonna paint the walls of those pretty pink guts with my cum, make em nice and slick for my man. Fucking take every drop, cause it's the only lube you’re going to get here on out.” Al pulled his cock out of Todd’s mouth, tugging on it as he lifted Todd’s chin, watching as Todd’s face took on a shocked and happy expression, his mouth gaping open as he felt the cum flooding his guts. Finally, Mateo pulled out of Todd’s ass, letting out a soft chuckle as he watched several drops of his cum slowly drip out of Todd’s ruined hole. Both men firmly spun him around and Todd’s mouth was pushed back down on Mateo’s cum slicked cock, as Al firmly pushed his cock in, forcing some of the cum back inside as he quickly and fervently began to slam his cock in and out of Todd, biting his lip in enjoyment. Sucking the remains of cum off Mateo’s cock, Todd groaned, feeling the long cock taking even deeper strokes in his ass, as Mateo eventually guided him up and started making out with him, the warm spray of the shower covering him. “Yeah, gonna fucking breed you nice and deep,” Al said, his voice deep and gutteral as he worked, “Knock your white boy ass up nice and good. You fuckin want my cum in you, don’t you boy?” Todd could only nod, turning his head around and kissing Al deeply as his strokes in his ass began to be ragged and uneven. “Fucking gonna shoot, man,” Al said, reaching around and wrapping his large, meaty hand around Todd’s throat, “You’re gonna fuckin get it, slut.” Suddenly, he squeezed a little tighter on his throat, and Todd could only choke out a slight groan as Al began to growl and stopped slamming, his cock twitching deep inside him. The three stood under the spray of the water, breathing hard from the sudden workout in the small shower stall. Finally, Al pulled out, giving a playful slap on Todd’s ass as he grabbed a handful of soap. The three quickly washed up in silence, Todd’s ass throbbing from the onslaught as they finished showering. Grabbing their towels, the three dried off and went back to the locker room. Finally dressed, Al sat down and pulled on his shoes, finally breaking the silence. “Hey man, if you want, Mateo and I are both off for the weekend, if you wanted to come to our place and learn a few more workout routines?” Excitedly, Todd nodded, following the two men out of the locker room. As they walked, he noticed Spencer, the gym bunny standing at one of the sinks, brushing his teeth. Unable to meet his eyes, he hurriedly past, hearing as the muscle freak spit out his toothpaste. “Fucking fags,” Spencer said, muttering to himself, “Gym is for working out and gains, not hooking up.” The only thing Todd could think to himself as he left with Al and Mateo was how wrong Spencer was. And that he’d definitely gotten a good workout, the first of many to come. -------------------------------------------------- Vote NOW: A) My Roommate's Secret B) Boyfriend's Birthday Surprise C) Airport Hookup D) Stealthed Keep in mind the top story will win, and anyone posting two choices will got with the first listed unless a tie occurs. In the event of a tie, I might be willing to write a second story . Also, as always, I read every comment and will gladly consider any suggestions of something someone wants to see. Voting will close on August 20th for the latest round of choices.

My cock (in & out of the cage 😈)

*************** 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 *******

My boy and I were invited to my parents' house for Thanksgiving. They've always been strange around us together, and I thought why not give them one last chance. We flew to my parents' city a few days before Turkey Day to relax, and see some old friends. My mom and dad were both at work the day before Thanksgiving, so my boy and I fucked like animals all over the house, our room, in my parents' bed, the kitchen, and I even fucked him raw over the dining room table. We've been sharing our assholes with a few friends, POZ, and POZ-friendly, for a few months now, and haven't been tested, and we totally get off on the chance that we might POZ each other. Anyway, as I was shooting my questionable load up my boy's ever-loosening hole, he shot his load all over my mother's antique tablecloth. I was mopping up his spooge when he suggested we try to line up some more raw cock for each other to enjoy. I remembered an adult book store on the other side of town, where I used to give head when I was in my teens. I had a naughty idea, and fingered his possibly-POZ load into my hole with two fingers and told him about some raunchy times I had at this bookstore growing up. We ran back to our room, donned black jockstraps, got dressed, and jumped in the car. I thought it might be jumping at the bookstore, with all of the college kids home for the holidays, not to mention the Navy base nearby, but it was oddly quiet. No cars in the parking lot, only the booth attendant, who had been there forever. I wondered if he remembered shooting his load down my throat through a glory hole when I was in High School. I did. With our holes lubed with each other's cum, we went into neighboring booths and sucked each other through the hole. After a while someone finally entered the booth on the other side of my boy. Some guy stuck his cut wang through the gloryhole. My boy went to town on it, deepthroating this massive cock in one thrust. He was making gagging noises for the other guy's benefit, and with the way he was thrusting, he seemed to enjoy it, grunting and panting. I wanted a closer look, so I opened my door, and headed into the booth with my boy. The john in the next booth shot a big wet load all over my boy's face and he swallowed as much of it as he could catch, wiping the rest off with his hand and fingering the rest of it into his gooey hole. Then, the guy lowered his face to the hole, so we could see his mustache and mouth. He whispered, “Feed me your cock. I haven't sucked dick in forever!” My boy, with his hard dripping tool, stood up and shoved as hard as he could into his new friend's mouth. This guy must have been a total amateur, and had trouble swallowing more than just my boy's head. My boy can be patient, but not when he wants to get off. He said, “Dude, this isn't working for me. Give me your hole.” There were a few moments of silence, then the guy shuffled around for a second, thrust a wrapped condom through the hole, and backed up his sweaty hairy ass. My boy chuckled, and made a noisy show of unwrapping the rubber and rolling into onto his dick. I was so horny. I'd never seen my boy top in all of the years we'd been together. I'd seen him take dozens of cocks in his hungry hole, but never top. He was grinning ear to ear, and must have been really close to getting off, if he was willing to wrap up for it. In fact, it would be the first time in months that either one of us had used a condom. I looked at him and whispered, “What the fuck are you doing?” He just winked back at me. He spit on the his wrapped cock a few times, and shoved his dick balls-deep into his new friend in one fell swoop. The guy must have not been ready to take dick as much as he was squirming, and grunting on the other side of the wall. There was also a bit of shit stuck to the condom as he pulled out. He thrust back and forth a few times, and whispered, “Dude, I can't keep it up with this fucking rubber. I'm taking it off, but I'll pull out before I cum.” Another wink. He ripped off the condom, and wiped some of the cum out of his hole onto his raw, possibly POZ dick, and shoved back in all the way. Once they got a good rhythm going, this slutty bottom started in on the dirty talk. “Oh yeah! Gimme your raw cock. Fill me up with your spunk! Give me your babies!!!” That got me harder than a rock, so I lined up with my boy's cummy drippy hole, and slid right in when he pulled back from his new friend's raw hole. We barely missed a beat, and I let my boy do all the work, bouncing off my dick as he fucked this stranger through the hole. He whispered, “Dude, I'm gonna cum. Where do you want it?” “Deep in my cunt!,” we heard a raspy voice reply. “Here is cums! Take my load!!!” He thrust forward four or five times and shot his load deep in this stranger's guts, letting it seep in. I came immediately, and filled my boy's hole again, well lubed with a mixture of my cum, his cum, and this stranger's cum. My boy shuddered as his new friend went to work cleaning the cum and shit off of my boy's sloppy cock. I was so proud of him for topping, and so proud of him for being so sneaky to get his load in this guy. A few seconds later, the guy on the other side of the wall shoved a folded piece of paper with a number on it, with a note saying, “Call me. Next time we can fuck face to face.” Then the phone number. We heard the guy zip up and his booth open. I peeked out as he was leaving, and saw a man about my height, walking away quickly. The next morning, after breakfast on Thanksgiving Day, sitting next to me on the sofa, as we watched the goddamn parade with my parents, my boy wrote a text message to this guy's number saying, “My hole is hungry. Can you get away from your family?” He showed me his phone, winked in that filthy way of his, and clicked send. Imagine my shock when a few seconds later my Dad's work Blackberry went off. Had he not looked so flustered, then quickly left the of the room, I wouldn't have suspected a thing. A minute or so later my boy's phone vibrated with a response. “I NEED your cum. My gay son is here with his boyfriend. Should I try to arrange a four way?” My boy turned tomato red and handed me his phone. My Dad came back in the room as a I typed a response and clicked send. It read. “Dad, it will be a three-way. And you may get POZZED. Again.”

Gentlemen, I highly recommend you spend some quality time with @PozBearWI! He is a great guy and u won’t regret it!

There’s absolutely no way I won’t take my pleasure from the faggot. That’s it. Matter of fact I’m not interested in gay men or bottoms. I’m only interested in faggots. As implied, fags know their place. They know very well that when I man goes inside them is to USE THEM as a tool for our pleasure. What the fag wants is not only not relevant, it’s absurd that they present any wishes at all. What a Dom wants is the rule. And I for one, do not ask if can breed. I simply do it. It’s MY DIVINE RIGHT as an Alpha to breed faggots, and it is A FAG’s duty to offer his holes for my pleasure. If I ever encounter one who would ask that I pull out before shooting my precious male seed inside him, I would probably punch him. And as a good fag, he would quietly take my punches and would probably end up receiving my load any way. And THAT is why I only use and date and live with faggots. Not gay men.

Cheat on my husband in public all the time. Mostly suck cocks and get guys off, SOMETIMES I'll top in public (I'd love to be more of a bottom this decade), when I get home I'm horny as fuck and usually pound my husband real good still smelling like rough trade.

My best friends dad let me suck his cock in high school. It was then I knew I was here for the daddies, and the daddies needed this mouth.

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?”

************** 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 ********

So I just had an incredible two encounters with an extremely dominant top in Mexico. The second one today was about an hour ago and I still have his come and piss dripping out of me. As a totally submissive bottom, I kind of get nervous if a top is more interested in my cock than my hole. This top showed no interest in my cock during the two sessions. He made it quite clear that I was there to service him and he wasn't the slightest bit interested if I wanted to come or not. That is exactly how I like it. The session started with him in his work boots and nothing else. I was totally naked. I was on my knees worshipping his cock and balls for about ten minutes. He then squatted down and raised both of his arms. I could smell his sweat. He gestures towards him armpits and I devoured his sweat. It was intoxicating. He then pointed to his cock again and I fell to my knees. As I was worshipping his cock, he slapped my face if he thought I wasn't concentrating enough. He then pulled me up by the throat and started spitting in my mouth. He then forced me face down onto a massage bed and fucked me . There was a mirror in front of us and every so often he grabbed my hair and pulled my face up to see him raping my hole. After about ten minutes he flipped my over and my legs were over his muscular shoulders. He entered me again violently and stated to choke me, alternating between slaps and spitting in my mouth. After another ten minutes he blew his load inside me. He didn't withdraw. Then he told me he was going to piss in me. Obviously I begged for it. When he finally withdrew I felt the torrent of come and piss being released. He bent down and started draining his own piss and come with his tongue. He then told me to taste his piss and come as he kissed me passionately. Everything I want from a top. His needs, not mine. Dominant to the point of violence and fear, but then passionate and giving. I am in his total control, and he knows it.

I became a cum-addicted drug-fueled sex addict...and this is my story... Back around 2008 I traveled a lot for business and...truth be told...I was drinking a fair amount and getting super-horny while travelling on the road. About this time, I really started to uncover my sexuality, and I started to realize I am very much bisexual (more like polyamorous or hyper sexual…basically I will have sex with just about anyone). I started cruising and looking to hook up on the road on apps like Craigslist (initially) and Adam4Adam…exploring my sexuality, especially the oral bottom side of me. Wind the clock forward to today and I am mostly a top attracted to smaller, (much) younger, and twinkier guys and/or trans. I started looking for guys that needed a good blowjob or an ass to fuck. I was more bottom back in the early days (but I have demonstrated I am certainly Li lol versatile). I would often arrange to have guys stop by my hotel room to find the door open, lights down low, me naked and either kneeling and blindfolded…or ass up in bed. I developed a real fetsih for sucking and getting fucked by big black cocks (I’m a medium-sized white guy). There were many hot stories from this time period…mostly traveling the east coast and places like North Carolina and Atlanta (where there were lots of horny black guys looking to fuck a hungry white ass). I hosted many anonymous men for hook-ups...including a few gang bangs and once the running of a train on my turned out asshole. I was mostly an oral bottom but did enjoy the asses of a few smooth twinks now and then. I have a real penchant for young, smooth, skinny twinks and femboys. Later, in 2014 I changed jobs with even more travel and it took me to the San Diego area for long stays. It was during some of those late nights looking for hook-ups that I started seeing guys up late partying, and it was then that I met for the first time a guy who was parTying….and I fell in love with it right from that first experience. I hope you don’t mind me sharing my history and my partying stories. I enjoy reliving some of this past…as it takes me right back to those horny sessions and let’s me re-live the drug-fueled scene in my brain. And so with that…here is chapter 1 of Diary of a CumsluT Chapter 1 - The First Time I met him on-line….making a connection around 10pm on a Tuesday night on Adam4Adam (these were the days of Craigslist and A4A….years before Grindr). His profile said “hung bbc parTy top” and I was immediately interested…especially since I already had given two anonymous blowjobs that evening in my hotel room and I was horny to get fucked. After some back and forth I invited him to stop by my hotel room. I was in the North San Diego area and in town on business all week. Luckily tomorrow was a light work day so I could hunt for cock and not worry about staying up too late...man was that a bad idea! He said he would bring parTy supplies and some toys…and I agreed but didn’t fully understand what that meant. I was already naked, shaved smooth, and cleaned out by the time he arrived…a muscular black man that was confident and in control….a subtle air of dominance. It wasn’t long before I was on my knees after he arrived and settled into my room…unbuckling his belt and pulling his jeans down to expose a dirty bulging jockstrap. He also pulled out his backpack to unpack and organize a variety of supplies on the desk as I fondled and kissed at his bulge….lube, poppers, several dildos, a few different sized butt plugs, and then a shaving kit which turned out to hold his party supplies…which included a torch, glass pipe and a small baggie of white crystalline powder. He asked if I had some good porn to watch and I pulled up a few gay porn sites for him on my laptop, watching with curiosity as he loaded up the glass pipe with a few large shards of the white crystals from the baggie and fired up the pipe with the small torch...slowly melting the shards and slowly creating a white smoke within the bulb of the glass pipe. He first demonstrated by taking a hit if the pipe, exhaling a large cloud of smoke as he smiled from the rush...and then showed me how to hit the pipe and blow a big cloud. The rush was instantaneous...and intense. Even as I was exhaling and blowing my first cloud out from my lungs I blurted out…"can I buy some of this from you before you leave?" I was in love with Tina from that first hit as my head spun and I immediately felt like Superman...a very horny Superman. After 3 hits I was flying and hungry for sex as I began to rub the growing lump in his bulging crotch. It wasn’t long before he was pressing down on my shoulders and I suddenly found myself on my knees…face to face with his large bulging crotch. I pressed my face into the bulge off of his jockstrap and inhaled his dark masculine musk through my nose...causing my cock to twitch and leak a drip of pre-cum. I began loaning and mewling with a hungry desire and instantly became his sweet little submissive cocksucker in that moment, rubbing my face into his hard bulge and blowing my warm breath into his well-filled jockstrap…licking at the growing wet spot in the soft cotton pouch from his leaking cock... I had become a sweet little cocksucker hungry to be fed. After a few more hits on the pipe and swapping shotguns as he forced his cloud into my lungs….i began a very lengthy, very focused cocksucking session…a session like none-other before as i was never so focused or motivated to suck cock and give pleasure as I was in that moment…high on Tina and kneeling in that darkened hotel room…kneeling between this dom black god’s muscular, spread open legs. I was exactly where I was meant to be. He began to flip through some hardcore gay porn and would occasionally take a big slow hit of the pipe. I was flying high on meth for the first time and totally focused on this black god’s snake of a 10-inch cock…my warm wet mouth sucking on his foreskin and kissing on that smooth plump head, my tongue licking at the length of his veiny shaft and my lips stretching to take in the girth of this large black cock that was now standing at full attention in my face and in mouth…working the fat, engorged plum-sized head with extra diligence…making it wet with spit with a nice tongue-bath and using my lips and tongue to worship the sensitive frenulum underneath his bloated glans, licking and sucking on the fat meaty helmet-shaped knob. “Yeah boy…get to work now. I’m gonna lie back and enjoy your mouth and throat for awhile!”, he mumbled as his hands came down into my field of vision and I pulled my head back so that he could apply a thick silicone cock ring around his hard cock and bloated balls...making his cock even stiffer and making it jut out even more pronounced and veiny…and his big egg-shaped balls bulging in their nutsack...just as I like them...the cockring causing his ripe nuts to bulge…over-ripe and bloated full of man-seed…readying themselves to be relieved of their thick creamy load right down my sucking gullet. I was also being motivated by this black stud's responsive groans, soft grunts, and the low moans issuing from deep in his throat above me as I began to go to work with my lips, tongue, and warm mouth. Every 5 minutes or so I would hear the torch fire as he took another hit…lazily hitting the pipe and watching porn as he got his big snake of a cock sucked by his new little cocksucking bitch…me!. And so I began a lengthy cock worshipping session...several times raising my head up to lock lips so he could shotgun his exhaled cloud into my lungs and on several occasions sucking on the pipe as he fired the bowl to get a big lungful of smoke myself…blowing my cloud on the tip of his cock and down around the length of his meaty shaft as I squeezed the base and felt how fully alive his cock was as the blood pulsed through the girth of his thick meaty shaft. I love sucking a hard ringed up cock…and his was perfection! I somehow remembered that one of his texts said he was stopping by directly after a hard workout at the gym? No shower?…PERFECT! I pressed my face into the sweaty moistness that I found deeper in his crotch, inhaling deeply at the dark, intoxicating male muskiness that I found there…my nose crinkled at the distinctly sour black man-scent as I pushed my face deeper, huffing his musk and imprinting his dark scents into my hungry cocksucker’s brain. God do I love the strong overpowering sweetly sour man-scent of a horny black man’s crotch. To this day I can’t get enough and Ama slave to it. My consciousness collapsed down to focus on the action of my hungry cocksucker’s mouth as it worked on that smooth, slick, bulging cockhead…beginning to work the skin back and worship it. His cock became a bar of steel with a fat plump head and a big thick vein running down the length of it. I used my tongue to trace and lap at his veiny shaft...becoming obsessed with working that big vein with soft licks and gentle kisses. But my man was flying and he needed more, and he showed his impatience for getting deeper into my warm silky throat...and eventually…inevitably….his large strong hand found the back of my head as he began guiding my sucking mouth further down…showing me how he wanted his cock sucked…teaching me how to be the best cocksucker for him in that moment….connecting us as if one as I became focused on the thought of becoming the best cocksucker I could be for him…for this cock….for me….focused, dedicated, submissive, subservient…hungrily committed to giving the maximum pleasure with my mouth and throat that I could possibly give in that moment. “Yes, baby….that’s it, baby…you're doing so good, baby. Go to work for Daddy...go to work for that big 5-day nutt that Daddy’s gonna feed you. And after I squirt my juice into your belly…Daddy’s gonna put my second nutt deep up in your white-boy pussy.” I loved his strong commands and words of encouragement…it fueled me to suck him even better. He kept flipping through hardcore gay porn in between hits on the pipe….telling me the kinds of porn he liked....how he especially liked black guys double penetrating skinny white boys the best. He told me he was trying to get a friend to stop by so they both could get up in my stretched hole at the same time. I groaned at the thought and mumbled something to the effect…”yes sir…please sir.” His cock leaked a big dollop of sweet tasting pre-cum into my mouth in response to my begging. Another hit of the pipe and then a fresh bottle of poppers appeared at my nose. I couldn’t imagine flying higher…but the combination of blowing a big cloud and then getting poppered up drove me into a cock sucking frenzy….lost in the haze of Tina and poppers and the big cock that I was put on earth to serve. He leaned forward and pushed his big hands down my back, finding my smooth asscheeks….pulling them apart as his long fingers explored my smooth crevice and started massaging my tight little pink pucker. I am naturally smooth except some hair in my asscrack (which I had shaved earlier), so now I was as smooth as porcelain. It was clear this man appreciated my smooth clean butt and wanted more of that. “Daddy’s gonna need to work this little pussy-hole open...make it blossom and sing....mmmmmmmmhhhh...so tight and just begging to blossom open.” He mumbled as he worked a spit-covered finger up to the knuckle into my tight sphincter. “I’m gonna give you a booty bump to get that pussy-hole hungry for Daddy’s cock…and then you need to get this big 5-day nutt down your pussy throat.” And with that encouragement I felt him bring a small thin injector to the lips of my hole and then plunge it inside. He pushed it about 2 two inches into my quivering asshole and the hit the plunger...forcing a small amount of a slippery liquid into my flexing rectum. It burned like hell right from the start. "What the hell is that?", I shrieked...and to which he replied..."Don't worry, the burning sensation will pass...and it will be replaced by a warmth and an insatiable need to get fucked. That's called a booty bump and it is lube laced with quite a bit of Tina." I relaxed and went back to focusing on his cock that needed my attention..fat and glistening with my spit. I got back to work like the dutiful little cocksucker I had become, Slowly…inexorably…I pushed him deeper down into my throat...feeling the soft tissues of my throat open and stretch... my neck bulging full of cock as I kept my focus and started going down further…sliding his length deeper…as the poppers helped me to relax and open my throat… pressing his fat knob first against the back of my throat...causing me to gag and then push through the resistance…stretching my throat open and suppressing my gag reflex…my throat juices wetting his fat head as I worked myself open to take all of his thick 9 inches deeper…working my throat muscles to suckle and milk his engorged cockhead like a sucking mouth in my throat...until finally the resistance disappeared and he sank balls deep into my warm silky gullet. Once I was able to get my throat open and take him deep it then became easier to fully engulf his length as my nose became buried in his curly black pubes and his big bull nuts got squished and rested on my chin. A firm hand came to the back of my head and held me down...holding me down with a throat full of cock…forcing me to serve his cock and milk it with my flexing throat muscles. Flying high and sucking cock the best I possibly could. I pulled back in order to breath and then I began to use my active tongue to lick at the tip and up and down his big beautiful black veiny shaft…using wet lips to kiss and suck my way up and down his thick veiny shaft...eventually finding his big cum-congested nuts in their bloated ballsack and giving them a loving wet tongue-bath, using thick wet licks and eventually taking each one in turn into my warm sucking mouth...trying valiantly to get both nuts and his whole ballsack into my stretched open mouth but I just couldn’t do it. I began to worship his ripe, semen-filled balls until he spread his legs wide open, totally relaxed and asking me to really go to town on his balls....so I did! Eventually I got both his nuts in my stretched open mouth...my mouth now full of ripe nuts and my lips encircling the root go his balls and strangling them just like he wanted. I worshipped his balls for what felt like an hour Waking up from as if in a trance...I finally pulled off his nuts with a loud slobbery pop and moved my head back up his shaft and took a big hit of poppers...knowing full well that I was going to go work on his big cock...go for the run up to his nutting down my eager throat. Soon I was in all fours between his legs…rocking my whole body back and forth to take as many of his steely inches as I could…often going down to the root and burying my nose in his pubes, only to slowly pull back to kiss at the tip and then re-start the round trip all over again. The only sound in the room was the rhythmic sound of “gluck….gluck…gluck…” as I rocked back and forth and his cock punched and pounded away at my pussy throat…his fat cockhead smashing over and over again into the soft tissues of my sucking throat as I forcefully stretched myself open to milk his cockhead and take his whole length. His thick cock was stretching my throat and now I could take him fully…despite him being too fat for a normal throat...too fat to get through the final constrictions of a normal throat…but mine was not a normal throat. I was flying high on Tina and I was now the Throat Goat. He took the opportunity to hold my head down and raise his hips forcefully, humping himself up to thrust himself deeper and blowing out past the final barrier in my throat to easily fuck his last few inches into my stretched throat…bulging out my neck as I now more easily took his full length…now with my nose pressed into the tight wiry curls of his damp musky pubic hair. I couldn’t breathe…my airway was blocked by thick cock…but I didn’t care and would have happily died right there and then...asphyxiated by thick black cock if I was allowed to...I was that focused on this beast of a cock that I was sucking…intensely concentrating with my every fiber of my soul...so focused that I forgot that I needed to breathe and almost passed out . I didn’t care as I had given myself totally over to sucking cock and my airway being blocked was just one of the consequence of my devotion “Awwwww mannnn…you gonna get this nutt…you gonna get this nutt…you…gonna…get…this…big creamy nutt!”. The man stopped me one last time for another big hit from the glass pipe and a shotgun of forced cloud into my lungs...and then the need to unload hit him with full force... "Ahhhhhhhh.....fuuuuuck son...you're gonna get this nutt...shhhhhhhhhiittttttt…go get your creamy reward baby-boy...go get it!!"... ...and with that he started a new rhythm, fucking his hips forward and working in synch with my rocking motion as I thrust my body back and forth and bobbed my head up and down to slide his thick cock down my throat...and then he pulled my head down onto his cock using a big strong hand on the back of my head as he thrust his hips up...spearing his hard cock into the soft tight warmth of my gullet...skull fucking me and raping my throat until I felt all resistance gone and I became his cum receptacle...at last a place for him to bury his seed and fill up with cum. And just then, I felt his nuts tighten up against his body and a big blast of his creamy seed pulse up the big shaft of his cock. "Oohhhhhh shit boy....here it comes!" He was buried in my throat and so I never tasted the first several blasts of his cum as he blasted his load straight down my gullet and into my waiting belly. I love milking an exploding cock by working with throat muscles...milking it to relieve it of its heavy load. His cock throbbed and pulsed in my mouth and throat and I knew he was injecting his heavy seed load directly down my throat as I felt the warmth of his cum fill my belly...and after the first 4 or 5 heavy squirts, I pulled back and was rewarded with a big mouth full of thick heavy cream that I mostly swallowed and then let some of the next few pulses dribble from the corners of my mouth to leak and drip down my chin. “Awwww fuuccckkkk…that’s good boy! Milk my cock with that warm mouth and pussy-throat boy." He let me continue to suckle and milk his spent cock...my favorite part as I used my tongue and sucking throat ,ilk the final remnants of his load from his nuts....eventually pulling back to smack my tummy lips and lick the dredges of his sperm from my lips and chin. To this day I love to show my feeder how much I appreciate him feeding me his big creamy load and I like wearing his cum around on my face as a show of gratitude. “Now get up here and show me that little pussy hole of yours…I bet that booty bump is working it's magic and has that hole all warmed up by now!”.

My first attempt at this and purely fiction so cut me some slack, please. And it's getting later (and the story is getting longer) then I intended but if you guys like it, I'll add more. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- I work in a call center for a local insurance group. Nothing exciting or very challenging. It's located in a strip mall that used to have a lot more traffic till the economy tanked. As it is its just us and a hair stylist across the parking lot. Across the street is a large park that backs up to the local high school. The park has your normal park bench/tables but as you get close to the high school football field there are some metal bleachers. Now, let me say up front I am not a chicken hawk. I like my men to be MEN! Boys just don't do it for me. Yeah, yeah I hear all the time 'those tight asses', but I'd rather have a man who meets me thrust for trust and whose ass knows just exactly how to suck on my cock! On the flip side, (pun intended), if I'm the bottom I don't want my top to blow his load in three strokes or he just shoves it in and out with no finesse. Give me an experienced man any day. I get an hour for lunch so I generally grab my lunch and a book and head over to the park. My lunch is usually at 1:45 so the kids are usually in class anyway. One day I was seated at one of the park tables eating my lunch. The table was located under a large spruce which provided some nice shade on the hotter afternoons. This particular day I glanced-up when someone took a seat at the other end and opposing side of the table. The guy who had just settled onto the bench was one of the hottest young men I've seen in my 32 years. He was right on the cusp of manhood, but still has that boyish look, like he could be anywhere from 15 to 21. He stands around 5' 6", but compact as hell, maybe around 110 pounds. He was wearing a form-fitting Champion shirts that one might buy at Target, and he was obvious had had a great six pack going on, as well as the 'Y' shaped bod most of us older men fondly remember and remember fondling years later. He had dark brown chestnut hair with hints of red, a smooth complexion that was pale as milk, even in the middle of August, a small rather sharp nose, a strong chin, over all the type of classic looks that would get you anywhere or anything. I'm not a slouch but I'm nothing like this kid. I'm 6' and around 180lbs. I do my yoga, ride my bike and watch what I eat, so I'm slim, but not ripped like this kid. I have normal brown hair with a fair share of silver which started when I was 16. I have a very young looking face but with the silver in my hair and my goatee it cause people to give me a second glance. I have attractive features some say I'm handsome, others say I'm cute, so I guess I some where in the middle. Also, from all my biking I also have a great ass, and my cock, although not porn star material, at just over eight inches, and is a little thicker then most. The other thing about me is I never pull out. I can't, no matter how hard I try. It's as if my body refuses to stop till the seed is planted. I'm the same way as a bottom don't you dare pull out till every drop is where it should be. As I checked him out, (discretely, I thought), the guy look over at me and asked "Ahhh, is it ok if I sit here? It's kind of hot on the bleachers and it's easier for me to do my study hall outside away from... I mean I'd rather be outside then cooped-up." "Sure, not like I need the whole bench for my seven course meal," smiling at him and my joke. Apparently my approach hit home 'cause he smiled, seemingly a bit more at ease. I got back to my book as he unloaded his backpack, taking out a couple of books and some paper. I was trying desperately to concentrate on my book, but after reading the same sentence for the fifth time in ten minutes, it was pretty obvious (at least to me), that this wasn't going to work. I was just about to head back to work when the guy wadded up the sheet of paper on which he'd been doing some figures, and angrily ripped another sheet from his notebook. "Having some problems there?" I couldn't help but ask. "Yeah I'm not to bright and this math isn't really easy for me." "Well, some people just don't have a knack for math. My sister is one of them. She's a wiz with grammar though and can write a thesis in no time flat, but balancing a checkbook is like rocket science to her." "Well, that may be but I'm not good at math and no good for most things, as I'm just not that bright." This struck me as pretty odd, since as good looking as he was, I expected he'd be bragging about something, anything, but instead he just keep putting himself down. My paternal instincts start to kick in and I just want to help this kid. "Here let me take a look and see if I can help." I reach over for his book. "Do you mind?" "Oh no, here" and he hands over his book, albeit a bit reluctantly. As I took a look at the book, I saw that it was basic algebra, which I had studied it in my freshman year. I thought to myself "Maybe he isn't so bright but damn, with those looks he really doesn't need to be." "Which problem are you working on?" "Number 12." "Ok, so here we have..." and we spent the next 20 minutes working on his assignment. To my surprise he wasn't really stupid, he just didn't know how to approach the problem, even if he seemed to know the rules of algebra. Once I showed him where to start the analysis, he got right down to it, and he seemed quite capable, so I just handed him the book and said "Ok, do it." After a minute or so he said with a happy smile, "I think I've got this now." "Sure looks like it to me, but hey, I have to get back to work. Oh, and by the way, my name is Jason." "Quinn. Very nice to meet you. Uh, I know we just met and all, but can I ask you a favor?" Here it comes. He's been hustling me and now comes that hit on. "Sure you can ask" I replied very flatly. "I see you out here every day. If I have any more problems with my home work, could I run them by you?" Caught completely off-guard because this was NOT what I was expecting, all I can do is nod my head and stutter "Ahhh sure, yeah ok, but shouldn't you ask your parents for help?" He looked at me, obviously surprised by my question, and replied "You don't know who I am?" "Yeah sure, you're Quinn, the kid I just helped. Should I know more?" At this Quinn lit-up like a Christmas tree and replied with a smile "No, not really," as packed-up his book and papers, got-up and began the walk back to the school. As he left I had a clear view of the sweetest ass ever. It wasn't quite a bubble butt, more like just RIGHT THERE. And it was so firm I found myself wishing I was his shorts, especially since it was obvious he didn't wear any underwear. Then he turned around and called-out, "Hey Jason, if you're up for it, could you help me tomorrow? I have a test on Friday and could really use your help." "Sure" as I swallowed and literally wiped the droll that was trying to escape the corner of my mouth. This was how it started. Next thing I knew I was tutoring Quinn on my lunch break, which was a combination of shear torture, frustration and pride. Yes pride, 'cause although this young man had my hormones racing, it also felt good to be able to help someone who really needed it. It turned-out Quinn was very bright, but no one seemed to want to take the time to find out. I also noticed that the other kids seem to avoid him. As discretely as I could, I asked him about their behavior and he shrugged it off, saying "Their parents don't want them around me 'cause of my mother. Besides I'm too old." Thinking very quickly, I decided to explore the less-sensitive of the two prongs he brought-up, so I responded "Now that's an odd thing to say. How old are you?" "I turned 19 two weeks back. They say I'm to old to stay here, but as long as I don't cause any problems I can finish out the year. I got held back a couple of years cause my mom didn't get me to school enough and I missed too many days." "I'm sorry to hear that, but we'll get you through with flying colors" and with that I grinned, and again he lit-up. Damn I loved to see him smile like that. It's as if the sun had gone nova or something. Then a few weeks later, when I got back from my lunch break, my friend John, who was also my supervisor, came-up and quietly said "So smooth, ain't he. Young and nubile yet knows just what to do." "What the fuck" I asked just a bit to loudly "are you insinuating?" All I could see was red and I was on the verge of decking my supervisor and friend. He was not put-off, however. "Oh please. Don't get all high and mighty with me. Everyone know's Quinn's mom pimps him out and he just about the best 'ride' out there." It was like someone just dumped ice water on me. I just stood there, shocked, my mouth agape. That a woman could do that to her own son! And then to have a friend, who I thought knew me better, then all-but accuse me of joining in on the fun was just to much. In a very quiet voice I looked stared at John saying merely "You have confused me with one of your sick perverted fantasies, and you evidently don't know me, and for that matter I guess I don't know you as well as I thought I did. If you EVER bring this up to me again I will have you in front of HR so fast you'll have no clue what hit you, and then I'll let Missy know just how much you know about that 'smooth ride'! With that I turned around and went to my desk seething the entire way. For the next hour I couldn't get a damn thing right. My calls sucked, my follow-ups where none existent, and finally I got a call from the branch manager, Tim, to come into his office. As I entered the office I saw John was also there and the anger I had tried to control burst out: "Just what the fuck did you tell him? Did you just telll him about what you thought I was...." "JASON!" Tim said firmly "there is something we need to discuss and I need you to settle down please. Now this is a small office and conversations are easily overheard. Now, close the door and take a seat." As I turn a glaring eye on John I noticed he looked a bit dejected, and he was beat red. "I happened to be coming in the back door from my lunch when I over heard you two talking. Now as branch manager I'm required to report inappropriate comments from supervisors to employees to the HR department, regardless of whether or not the individuals are, or used to be, friends." With this he gave a rather flat look to John, "but I would prefer to handle this another way - if you two consent." Just by the tone of his voice, I was sure John had already consented to whatever Tim had in mind, so I needed to be careful. "Ok, how do you want to handle this." "Well, it may surprise you to know I know Quinn, and have always felt he had more potential, but I've never been in a position to help. I now find myself in a position to where I can give a small amount of assistance. It seems you've taken him under your wing and have been helping him with his homework. Don't look so surprised, Jason, You used to come back from lunch 15 minutes early, and now you're racing for the time clock, generally five minutes late. So I figured that we could make this a win-win for almost everyone." Again he gave John that flat look that basically said 'Except for you and you'd better just like it.' Tim continued his remarks, saying "I'd like you to increase your tutoring efforts with Quinn, and I'll give you an extra half hour for lunch that you can devote to this purpose. To cover the lost time either John will cover your shift, or if you prefer, you can simply work a half-hour longer each day, your call. In addition, given the onset of Fall and Winter, I'll give you the keys to the empty office next door so you can tutor Quinn in there. In addition I'll have a coffee pot set-up, or hot chocolate for you two, as well as provide paper and pens. You think about it and you can let me know by the end of the week." "No that wont be necessary" I replied without hesitation. John's head jerked-up and he was sweating like a pig with that deer in-the-headlights look. "I'll do it. I'll just work an extra half-hour at the end of the day." John suddenly look relieved, but didn't look at me or Tim. Tim looked at John, asking "Does that work for you?" Rising to his feet, John replied "Yes sir, I'll take care of the supplies for the next room and get the coffee and cocoa" and with that he headed for the door. "John, don't forget to get Jason a set of keys as well." "Yes sir" and with that he was out the door. As I stood to follow John, Tim said "Jason, please shut the door and take a seat." I shut the door, took a seat, and gave Tim a sexy wink, trying to make my voice sultry "Yes, boss, anything for you, sir!" Tim and I went way back. We actually roomed together in college, and although he is now married, he and I had some fun times before then. Now he's totally devoted to Laura, his wife and she in turn loves me to death so all's good, but Tim and I still occasionally chuckle about the old days. Tim laughed and then said, "Hey, I need to tell you a few things okay. Just between us." With that I had the worrisome thought 'Is everyone fucking this poor kid?'. "Don't get that look. It's not what you're thinking. You know how long Laura and I've been married." "Well duh I WAS your best man, or was I her brides maid? One of the two, at any event." We both chuckled at that. "Ok, smart ass. How long have Laura and I been married?" "You two were married Dec 21, 1994 'cause you wanted everyone to be there, so you lined-it up with Christmas since everyone was going to be there for the holiday." "Right. And you remember my bachelor party?" "Well some of it. I kind of got lost under Jack Daniels so that I had an excuse for not playing touchy feely with the lap dancer. Ick. For days all I could remember about her was her boobs, and I remember thinking 'I just don't see what you guys see in them'." "Jason,....that lap dancer is Quinn's mom." "OH! SHIT!" "OH wait, OH HELL NO!" I'm mentally adding up dates and suddenly it dawns on me. "Is Quinn your son!? No he can't be. He doesn't look anything like you." As I said this, Tim reached into his desk drawer and pulled out an old photograph, sliding it across the table to me. "This is my father when he married my mom. I took after her, but do you see what I see?" And there in the photo was Quinn, Maybe not exactly Quinn but close enough. Tim continued saying "I've always wanted to help him, but as understanding as Laura is, I'm not sure she'd be THIS understanding. I can't see her accepting that I fathered a son with the town whore. I don't think it would fly too well. So yes, I do have an ulterior motive, but I know you'll do what's best for him and I trust you." "Well thank you for telling me and I fully understand. I love Laura to death but yeah, somethings are better left unsaid." I left Tim's office feeling a bit overwhelmed by it all. I never thought helping a young man on my lunch break would open up such a large can of worms! The next week brought with chill winds of autumn and we were both happy to be inside. Quinn and I were quit comfortable around each other by now and I pretty much could read him. Like most people he had his good day and bad days but he never really let it show I could just sense it but knowing his mother and how things where I didn't want to pry to much. One day though we had a major turning point, which I should have honestly expected. Quinn showed up and he seemed very uncomfortable, just kept fidgeting and wouldn't sit still. "Quinn, what's wrong?" "Nothing, I'll be fine." "Ok saying you'll BE fine, means your not fine right now what's wrong?" "I'm just sore. That's all." "Sore?" "Yeah, Mom had some work for me and I guess I just over did it." "Wait, what kind of work?" I could feel my temper working up to a full steam. Quinn just looked at me like he was ready to breakdown. I couldn't take it, so I pulled his chair close to me and put my arm around his shoulders, saying softly, "Hey, you can talk to me. It's ok." "I don't want you to hate me like everyone else." "What?! Why would anyone hate you?" At this he started to shake all over and tears started running down his face "Cause my mother's a whore and I'm a whore too, I have to be 'cause she is." At this I thought he would just shake himself apart. I pulled him tighter to me and stroked his back, which cause's him to flinch. "Hey hey, its alright. I don't hate you, in fact I'm very proud of you, you know that right?" as I backed away a little. "How can you be proud of a whore's son?" "Hey stop that now! Just because your mother chose that doesn't mean that's what you have to be!" "But I am, I've had to in order to have a place to stay or food. Mom uses most what she gets for drugs and if I don't do what she says she will kick me out and I have no place to go and I have to finish school this year or I won't be able to and..." at this point Quinn is starting to get the sub-sups and can't speak to clearly. I move closer to him again sensing he needs comfort, he leans into me but as I put my arms around him he stiffens up. "Hey buddy, it's ok. I won't do anything to you." "It's not that it just hurts." "I know, buddy, people shouldn't treat you like that." "No, it's not just that. My back side hurts" he mumbled and then started sniffing again. "Ok, let's take a look." "NO! You can't see me like that" "Hey, hey, hold on. Take it easy. I just want to make sure you're ok, that's all. I need to know how badly you're hurt." "Please, I don't want you to hate me" he sobbed. I gently took hold of his chin and turned him to face me, and looking directly in his eyes I told him the truth: "Quinn, I will never hate you for what your mother makes you do, or for what other people do to you. I've grown to care for you a great deal. You're practically a son to me. Now please let me see." With a little coaxing I got Quinn to turn around and lift up his shirt. All across this gorgeous young man's back and below the waistband of his pants were welts. I was shaking with rage, and seeing my reaction, Quinn started to cry again. "I knew you'd hate me." I quickly put both my hands on either side of his face and pulled him to me. "I do NOT hate you. I hate who ever did this to you." And with that I leaned over and kissed those perfect lips. It was just a peck, that was all, but every part of my body screamed to make it more. 'This young man is mine - how dare anyone touch him like that' raced through my brain. With ever ounce of my being I pulled back and, with my thumbs, wiped his tears away. "Is it worse below your belt? Did who ever did this to you hurt your privates." I felt kind of silly referring his cock that way, but to my mind he was still a kid, no matter that my hormones were trying to convince me otherwise. "No, it's the same." "Ok." I took a deep breath to calm myself. "Can I ask you a personal question?" "Jason, you can ask me anything." "Ok, this isn't going to be easy but I need to know. When your mother has you do these 'jobs' for her, do you use protection?" "Yes. Always. Mom says I'm no good to her if I'm diseased and she makes it clear they can do anything but that." "Ok. I know that but do they ever force you to, well you know, not use protection?" "Once in a while, but I never let them and I'm always careful to keep an eye on everything cause if I get diseased then I'll have no place to go." "Ok, well that is not true." And with that I grabbed a piece of paper and wrote my address and phone number down for him. "You can call me or come over anytime. I don't care if it's two in the goddamn morning. If you need a place, call me or come over. He looked at the address and asked "Hey, this is over by Shanty Mart, right?" "Yeah, just cross the street and two houses down. With all the plants in front." Hey I'm gay, okay, and have to have a front yard to make Martha proud! Quinn sagged into my chest and mumbled "Thank you Jason, you don't know what this means to me." He hugged me and turned then around as if he was afraid again, saying "I need to get going. Mom will be expecting me home soon." "Ok, but remember call or come over if you need to/" "I will" as he headed out the door. Two days later it was Saturday and I had a full day: grocery shopping and running errands in the rain sucks, and not in a good way! I was in my robe, and having just finished dinner, I was washing up dishes. As I glanced-out the window I saw someone walking on the sidewalk across the street. I didn't think much at first, other then the poor sucker should have a rain coat or something. A bit later, as I was rinsing I saw what seemed to be the same person walking by, going the other way. Again at first I didn't think much about it - whoever it was just must have forgotten something at the market. But then a third trip and I realized the person seemed to be looking at my house and he (or she) had my full attention. As I peered through the rain, trying to get a clear view, I thought 'That can't be Quinn', but I put down my dish towel and headed for the door, knowing internally that it was him. I opened the door as he was headed down the street yet again. "Quinn?" He stops and turns around and looks at me. Even at this distance I can tell he's upset. "Quinn, get in here now!" He jumped, but hurried towards my house. "I'm sorry Jason, I didn't know where else to go" He sobbed, throwing himself into my arms. Now, as hot as it is to have a gorgeous young man throw himself into your arms, it's not so much when you are wearing only a bath robe and the gorgeous young man is soaked to the bone in 30 degree rainwater. Perhaps 97% of my body was eager to get the hell away from the cold, while 3% of my body was stretching up to get a better view. It's amazing how my dick has its own brain. I swear it does! "That's why I gave you my address, silly. Come in and let me get you something warm to eat and wear." I pulled him into the house, and he stood there, dripping water everywhere. "Ok, hold on. Stand right there and take your shoes and clothing off." I swear my dick was doing talking and it just over-rode my brain. I went to my bedroom, grabbing a spare robe as well as some towels out of the closet. Coming out of my room and I swear my cock just snickered that he had gotten one over on me. When I told Quinn to take off his clothing, It never crossed my mind what the total impact of seeing this young god completely naked would have on me. Now I found myself stopped dead in my tracks, my jaw on the floor, fighting with my hormones. Even as I took in the scene, I found myself telling myself he was too young, that he was just a kid, he wasn't my type: Quinn's body was ever more perfect then I thought. It was fairly obvious he did some serious abs work outs as he sported a washboard stomach, full pecs, and the smallest nipples I'd even seen. His legs were muscular, and not one pubic hair to be found, no treasure trail, no peach fuzz on the balls, nothing. Of course this only made what looked to be no less then a 10 in cock to look even bigger. I though 'How can someone that petite have such a huge cock? I mean if he gets hard he'll just tip over'. I couldn't stop staring. Frankly, he looked like Michelangelo's David, just with a better dick. Absolutely perfect. "Ahhmmm, my mom makes me shave it all off. She says that the guys like that." Poor Quinn. He was flushing beet red, mistaking my stare of lust for repulsion. "No, it's ok. I just forgot you don't wear underwear." "How did you know that I don't?" Oops. Caught. "Well, ahhh, with the shorts you were wearing this summer it would have been obvious if you did." "Oh, ok. Hey, could I have the towel please? I'm freezing." With a guilty start I rush over to him and handed him the towels. "I'm so sorry. Here, dry off and then put on this robe. Have you eaten? I'll make some hot chocolate to warm you up." With that I dashed into the kitchen, calling out "I just finished putting away some chicken Cesar salad - if you'd like some." "I don't want to inconvenience you more then I already have." "Quinn, stop it. I just said I just put it away. It's right here and you're never an inconvenience. Ok?" I quickly threw together a salad for him and had just set it on my kitchen table when he walked in wearing nothing but my robe, his wet clothing in his hads. Fuck, I was jealous of that robe right then and there - wrapped around his body like that. "What should I do with these?" "Here, let me have them." I took the clothing from him, wrapping them up in the towel he had used to dry off, just so the clothing didn't drip all over the floor. "Sit down and eat and I'll put these in the wash" I hear the hair slide across the floor as I open the closet with the washer and dryer and get his clothes started. I come back into the kitchen and he's packed away the salad already. "Damn were you hungry or what? Do you want some more? I have plenty really." "No thank that was plenty, but can I have another cup of chocolate please?" "Of course" I grabbed his empty cup and turned quickly so as not to stare - the robe has parted in all the wrong <RIGHT> places and I was trying to control myself. I filled the cup with water, shoved it into the microwave and turning, asked "So, what's up?" "Mom has a job and I needed to be else where, and as it's too late to hang at the mall, I thought I'd see if it was ok to come over." The microwave shut off and I took out the water, added the coco, stirred it up and turned to face Quinn who was seated at my table practically naked. I set the cup down in front of him and sat in the chair across from him with the table hiding everything below the waist. Just looking at his chest was problematic enough. "Well you welcome to stay the night if you don't mind the couch. It folds out into a bed so you should be comfortable enough." "Really? You don't mind? Do you want anything in exchange?" He said this almost fearfully like he expected the worst. "No, my young friend, I don't expect anything in return." "Jason, can I ask you something?" "Of course." "Are you gay? You never talk about women, but you also have never tried anything with me, although it seems at times like you would like to." "Yes, I'm gay, but I've only ever wanted to help you. I don't take advantage of kids." "I'm 19. Only to my mom's 'friends' am I a kid." "Well, I'm NOT your mom's friend. In fact, and I'm sorry if I upset you when I say this, but I'd gladly string her up by her twat and hang her for what she's done to you!" I had to take a few deep breaths to collect myself, 'cause again I was at war with myself. Part of me was infuriated with the injustice of what she did to him, and in my mind, no one had the right to touch MY boy! "I'm not upset. I've kind of stopped loving her. I just stay there 'cause I have to to finish school." "Okay. Well, enough depressing shit. Are you tired or do you want to watch a movie? Also, you're more then welcome to use the shower anytime you like. Just use the towels hanging next to it. They're clean." "I think I'll take a shower and go to bed." "Okay, young man. While you shower I'll make up the bed and I'm gonna hit the sack myself. Help yourself to the kitchen if you get hungry." With that we both stood up and his robe parted briefly. He gathered the robe back in place, but not before my dick took notice. I quickly adjust my robe and headed down the hall to get fresh sheets for his bed. Quinn followed right behind me. "Bathroom is right here. Help yourself." Quinn walked past me, only to stop, and turning towards me, he said "Jason, thank you so much." With that he hugged me and I could see he was trying not to cry. I put my arms around him, as I also firmly clenched my dick between my thighs. "Hey bud its what friends do" Quinn then kissed my neck and I think I heard him mumble "I love you" and then he was off into the bathroom. I grabbed the linen and headed over to make the bed thinking 'Fuck. I'm gonna have blue balls for days'. I made-up his bed and my task done, I headed into my room. I usually sleep naked but figured I should probably better put something on, so I grabbed a pair of loose boxers and got into bed. I could hear Quinn when he got out of the shower and a minute or so later I heard him rummaging around, getting settled into bed. Surprisingly, I quickly fell asleep, and I found myself having the most incredible dream. David had come to life just for me. He's gently caressing my chest and ever so delicately nibbling my tits, as he whispered to me "No one's ever been so good to me. Jason, I think I might be in love with you" as he kept touching my body, and in the process, carefully slid his hand into my boxers and took out my cock. It was completely covered in precum. I'm a slimer and can soak through the front of a pair of jeans in no time. He slid his hand up and down my shaft, caressing my cock, slowing milking more precum out of me, fondling my balls with his other hand, still very softly, as if he was afraid of moving to much. I found myself gasping at the sensation: it was so gentle and my body tingled all over. My cock jerked and I can feel it was oozing yet more cum. Suddenly David's hands were gone and the bed shook. About then I started to become aware that I might be experiencing more than a dream - especially when I felt a man's back press up against my chest and an ass pressing up against my cock. "Quinn?" I felt a hand grasping the base of my cock, and I gasped, unable to speak. "Hmmmm, yes. Do you like this Jason?" Quinn was now sliding my cock head all over his tight opening, and in the process, of course, his hole was covered in my precum. I gasped, trying to think, but my cock was over riding all rational thought. "Quinn..., I can't...." "Sshh. It's ok. I've never been with a man I wanted to be with, I WANT to be with you." "Quinn you don't understand, I can't...." As I was searching for the right words to explain that once I started I couldn't stop, my cock head popped into his tight hole. Now I was gone. The sensation of Quinn's tight ass massaging my cock head was more then I could take. I stopped trying to speak as Quinn gently rocked back and forth, working more of my cock and precum into his hole. I tried one last time "Quinn you need to know something." "Yes I need to know what it feels like to be with someone I love to be with someone that wants me for me" And I do, cause I really do want him. Want to make him mine. I put my arms around him and pull him to me as I start to work my cock deeper into his ass. I precum is slicking up the way but I'm still thicker then most so I'm taking my time knowing my cock is spurting up his ass and lubing him up good. I as I gently work my cock in and out of his ass I use one hand to pull his face to me and gently kiss his lips. It start out soft like everything about this did but it quickly get more passionate. Quinn is like a drowning man gasping for his last breath. He's pushing his ass back onto my cock and trying to swallow my tongue. I feel him wince as he pushes a bit more then he should. "Easy baby no need to rush I got you and I got what you need. Let me do the work" I gently pull back to just the crown and flex my cock. I can feel the precum oozing out of my head lubing up his tight ass. Gasping "Oh my god that feels so good" I flex my cock again and Quinn moans. Now that I've got a couple of good squirts of precum I slide an inch back in. "Feel that baby" I flex again. That's me lubing up your hole, that's my precum and my dna getting into you. Your going to be mine more then you counted on" I slide another inch into him and stop to flex again. Now my other hand is caressing his chest and my lips have found his ears. I'm not sure which is more sensitive for him as each time I tweak his nip's his ass spasms around my cock but each time I nibble his ear he tries to push further back. I've got 4 inches in his sweet ass and my cock wants to charge the rest of the way in but I want this to last and I have to make Quinn mine I have to do to him what no one has over done. I'm going to make love to him but I'm also going to poz him up. I can't help it. I want him, he has to be mine. I tried to tell him but once my cock was in he was going to be bred and it was my toxic seed, my dna that would be knock him up. I pull back a 1/2 inch only to give me twice that back. "Jason <gasp>, Oh my god, Jason OH" Quinn can seem to finish what he's trying to say as each time he starts I push in a bit more of my cock. "Ok baby here you go here's the last bit" and with that I shove the last inch of my cock deep in this tight ass. Damn it feels like a python is squeezing my dick. This boy is as tight as they come even considering what his mom makes him do. I pull him tighter against me and roll over on my back. He lays his head against my head board and I start to pull out, the grip on my dick is amazing and then when just my cock slide out and thrust it all back in at once. Quinn lets out a moan and his ass just quivers around my cock. I slowly pull out and ram it back in a few more time getting him loosened up. Now I have him turn around and face me. Damn the boy is hung and I'm going to enjoy having that in my ass but that's for another time. My cock is in place and be damned if he's coming out before his job is done. I grab Quinn's hips and raise him up and then drop him on my cock. His eye's open wide as my cock viciously rams his prostate and cum squirts out his cock. He isn't cuming yet just my cock hitting him just right to force some of his boy juice onto my chest. Oh fuck that's hot. I repeat the process and am rewarded with a couple more shots of cum on my stomach. Quinn is moaning and grinding down on my cock like he's cowboy at a rodeo. I'm getting close but I need to do that job right. I pull Quinn to my chest and roll us over so he's on his back. He instinctively wraps his legs around my waste. I grind down into him hitting is sweet spot and making his cock jump. I can feel my own venom building up, my balls are aching my cock is flaring up for the bite. I start to pummel his ass hitting his spot every other thrust. Quinn is alternating between gasping and moaning. Suddenly he stiffens up and without any other friction other then our sliding stomach he shoots his load between us. He's shuddering like he's in the middle of a seizure and his ass is milking my dick for all its worth. This is just to much and my cock expands and lashes out. Its sends its venom deep into Quinn's ass making him ours. My cock feels like its never going to stop shooting. I've shoot at least 7 times deep into his ass and I'm still throbbing and pulsing inside him. Quinn has his arms wrapped around my neck and is kissing me and crying at the same time. "shh shh its ok baby I'll take care of you" "Jason no one has ever made me feel like that. They don't care how I feel the just fuck me and they don't care how I feel" I sit up with my cock still nestled in his ass "I'm not like those guys when I say I'll take care of you I mean it" "yeah I....Jason....what's that?!" With a shaky finger he points to tattoo on my left pec. "You know what that is and what it means don't you?" "OH NO! Jason NO!"

If you identify as a faggot, especially if you are a bottom who is generally submissive to more masculine Alpha types, do you ever have sex with other faggot bottoms? I generally service masculine Alphas, but I really enjoy nasty sex with other self-identified faggots who love acknowledging that they're a faggot, and love getting naked and nasty with other faggots. Sniffing and licking each other’s balls and asshole, licking, kissing and sucking each other’s cock, and eating each other’s cum. Revelling in what perverted, dirty, nasty faggots we are. But it feels like I might be uncommon in that regard. Most bottoms I interact with seem to only want dominant, masculine Men who use, degrade and fuck them (all good things!) but have virtually no interest in sex with other faggots. Just because they'll take every opportunity to suck cock, eat ass, and taste cum. And urine, if they're so inclined. Am I alone?

I have two bottoms that I whore out. Love the control and domination. Any bottoms in Netherlands who want a dom top to whore them out, let me know.

Breeding the Mormon Boy. Was in London yesterday and opened up sniffies at about 8PM. Hot 20 year old blond boy messaged me almost immediately asking if I could host and breed. I invited him to my room and he showed up in less than 5 minutes. He was fucking perfection...beautiful face, incredible body, and horny as fuck. I asked him how many times he had been fucked that day...he said he was at sweatbox and was fucked for 45 minutes but the guy never came..he was desperate for cum. He immediately stripped off his clothes. He was rock hard with a massive dick. He stripped me then licked me from toe to armpit...really aggressive and desperate licking...this boy was horny. I asked if he liked multiple tops and he immediately gave me his phone and asked me to invite anyone to join. I started by replying to the dozens of messages in his sniffies and invited everyone. I was in an easy access hotel so an impromptu orgy was no problem...the boy continued licking my body and begging for cum. I left the door open then started to fuck his ass. Shortly after another guy came in watching me...then he stripped and asked me to step aside. One by one, then 12 guys came in and fucked this kid as I watched...I knew it was dying down so then I stuck my dick into his hole and bred in the 13th load...mixing all the cum nicely... After I shot my load I fingered him and asked him to push out the loads...I fed them to his hungry mouth... He then asked me if he could beat off...I of course said yes and just watched this perfect boy masturbate... He came with a huge force and shot his load over his head...I scooped it all up and let him lick it off my tongue. Then we laid next to each other hugging...I asked him where he was from (Utah) and why in London (visiting with his family)...this was his last day and only "free" day in London. He got on Grindr and took two more loads in my room then left with a big smile on his face.

I would love nothing more than to find a local married straight man to breed me behind his wife's back on a regular basis.

I've had my share, the scenarios are usually hotter than the actual sex. One example: I've had sex with many an "average" gay dude who knew how to be a professional fucking slut however, more into those.

I'm glad a gentleman like you is helping to break women's monopoly on sex. Because of you're tireless efforts and that of many others he now has options. It's really a shame that these good men who provide so much, are left without the sex they need. Public servants are rarely commended for their efforts, today sir I recognize you for doing your part.

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.

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."

After my high had faded I had to begin thinking about my nephews arrival. I knew that for master to take him, we couldn’t treat him like every bar fag. He had to be eased into it and my house was the complete opposite of easy. I knew that I had to clean out the dungeon and turn it into an actual bedroom, I’d also have to hide all the drugs and sex toys lying around the house. It would be a lot of work. — My uber pulled up to a wide one story house in the middle of a neighborhood of similar homes. I had never actually been to my uncle marks place but this is the address he gave me. I walked up to the door and knocked. A minute later my uncle mark answered. He was wearing a wife beater and what looked to be leather pants, with a thick chain and padlock around his neck. He had grown a beard since the last time I’d seen him. “Hey bud” uncle mark said to me pulling me into a hug, I felt something hard push against me where his crotch was but it must’ve just been his pants cause it was way to hard for a penis “Come on in” he said picking up my bag “wow you’ve grown” he slapped my ass as he said it “Thanks” I said “ I’ll show you your room, it’s kind of bare bones but feel free to make it your own.” He said as he walked me through the living room to what seemed to be a guest bedroom. The house seemed pretty normal, if kind of bland for someone who the rest of the family made out to be some west coast hippie artist. The room seemed pretty boring too just the standard bed, dresser, and mirror. It was a really big mirror though, floor to ceiling and about 4’ wide pointed at the bed. “We’ll bud here’s your room, we’ll go to dinner in a few hours, I’ve got some work to finish in my room but let me know if you need anything.” He said leaving. Uncle Mark closed the door on his way out and I made my way to the bathroom. I’d been holding my piss since I got in my uber. The bathroom was weird, there was a urinal on the wall across from the toilet. The shower was also huge and had several extra hoses connected to the shower head. I guess I can’t complain about my bathroom being too nice. — My nephew had really grown up. He was about 5’10 now with a blondish bob, he also seemed to be pretty well muscled from the hug. I walked back into my bedroom where one of master’s other slaves we’re waiting, he had called several of them to help redecorate the house. I had been repaying them with fist fuckings as my cock was still locked up. This slave was a police officer normally, he was a short and stout man with a thick beard and shaved head. The rest of his body was entirely hairless and covered in tattoos about how much of a poz piggy cumslut he is. He wore a micro cage that made his cock into a small metal nub. It had been permanently attached with piercings, this pig hadn’t used his cock in nearly 10 years. He was laying on his back surrounded by used needles from the many slams I’d given him this morning. I grabbed the methed up lube and smothered it on my arm before punching straight into his wrecked cunt. I got easily to my elbow then continued working my way up til his hole had swallowed most of my arm. He was moaning like a pig but thankfully the bedroom was soundproofed so jack couldn’t hear him.

Hey all- Finally settled after my move, what do we think- time to get back to the boys? I do think they have voracious sexual appetites that need tending to so bets not leave them waiting too much longer...

"Easy there, let me give you a hand," I heard G say from behind me. Two strong hands in my armpits slowly lifted me upright and just off the ground so my legs could reestablish my center of gravity. He gently set me down, my ass cheeks closing and the wetness between them hitting me as I stood there. It was beginning to get dark; my intended run having been interrupted by an amazing fuck in the middle of nature. Add that to the list of things Shawn and I had never done. We both pulled our clothes on and decided to head back down the trail. At the base of the hill I saw just a lone Jeep parked, and assumed it was G's. Correctly, it would seem, as he turned and looked that way. "Well, I guess this is where we part ways," he said. "I hope you frequent these woods often, I'd love a repeat encounter sometime if you're down." "Yeah, I've been running these trails a few weeks now. That just happened to be a new one for me," I replied. "New in a few ways, I would guess," he said with a chuckle. He extended his hand and we had that generic handshake as we turned and headed in our separate ways. He hopped in his Jeep, fired it up, and drove off slowly past me as I started the short jog back to my place. Unknown to us though, we hadn't been alone in that forest, and in the fast-growing dark shadows a pair of eyes watched as we said our goodbyes and departed. Obviously in need of some cleanup once I returned home, I stripped the minute I was back inside and headed for the shower. The warm water felt good cascading down my body, washing away the sweat and dirt, but unable to touch the large pair of loads deep inside my hole. I could feel the slickness inside me as I moved, my insides greased with his cum. I began stroking my now-fully swollen dick, while reaching around to finger my hole. Finding a good rhythm, I closed my eyes and enjoyed the feel of my cock being stroked and my ass being probed by my own finger. In no time, I was blasting a load on the shower wall. Coming down from my sexual high, I finished my shower and after toweling off threw on a simple t-shirt and pair of shorts--commando, of course. I sat down on the couch and fired up the TV. Truth be told, I couldn't remember what I watched if I tried. I was too busy replaying the events of the evening in my head, so much so I hopped on one of the apps to browse some pics, hoping to draw my mind back. I wasn't on 2 minutes before the app buzzed and I had been noticed... by a few guys. One, well, let's just say I now had a way to contact G. I chuckled as I saw he had found me on the app, so I favorited him in order to have a way to get in touch with him next time. Two were older gentlemen that just didn't move the needle for me, and a fourth was an older dude in his early 40s. He was pretty thin and lean, and a bit haggard-looking. I saw I had a message in that moment; it was from this thin dude. < Hey man, what's going on with you tonight? > >> Nothing much. Just hopped on, horned up as fuck. LOL << < Nice man, let's have some fun. I could use an ass to use. > Direct and to the point. And in my condition, probably the best approach to getting in my pants! I was in no position to think clearly. I saw he was only 2 miles away, and my sexual lust was in complete control. I sent him my location and my unit number. < Can be there in five minutes, assuming you're ready now. > >> Yeah, I'm definitely ready! Haha << Guess I was really doing this! Those five minutes had barely passed when a knock at my door had me opening it. He stood in front of me, pretty much looking like his pic, if not a bit thinner. Had I been more coherent I'd have noticed his eyes and cheeks were a bit sunken in, but I never focused in on his face. A thin and lean guy standing in front of me in my state had my dick swelling in my shorts, and my one-track mind could only focus on the sexual frenzy in which I currently existed. I invited him in, and as I turned from closing the door his head was there and I found myself in an aggressive tongue-powered kiss. His tongue was exploring my mouth as his hands were all over me. Being about three inches taller, he was perfectly positioned to touch me at all the right angles. And soon his hands were at the waste band of my shorts. His thumbs hooked inside and I felt my shorts drop around my ankles. As he came up for air, he glanced down and then back up. Our eyes locked and I thought I noticed the hint of a smirk. "You definitely seem ready," he whispered through his partial smile. And with that I headed to the bedroom with him right behind me. I tore off my t-shirt and laid down on the bed on my back. I looked him over as he stripped down himself. Definitely thin, the hint of some abs, some light, rough stubble on his face, shaggy brown hair that matched in color. And as his jeans dropped I saw a cock that appeared to be 6 inches soft, cut, and with a large mushroom head. Below his cock, a pair of very large balls hung down about 2 inches. I'm not kidding when I say they were the size of golf balls. I wondered if he was one of those guys who stretched or pumped. His thin and veiny legs climbed up on my bed, bringing the rest of him closer. He came up between my legs while using his own to force mine apart, spreading and beginning to lift my ass. He bent over me and resumed giving me forceful and sloppy mouth-to-mouth. My own uncut cock was rock hard on my own partial abs, leaking pretty significantly. I could feel his growing but was simply too caught up in the making out to care. His hands slid down to my legs and began to push them back, further lifting my ass up. I felt him stretch his groin back as the trail of precum he left drew a line straight down my stomach and crotch until his cock--now thick and hard--dropped down and lodged itself in my crack, right at my hole. He began pressing and making mini thrusts, and with all his precum and the two loads inside me, his helmet quickly found itself parting my ass lips. I pressed down just slightly, hoping to push some of that internal lube toward him, but with a slightly harder thrust it provided him the opening to pop his head in, and he slowly sank the entirety of what was a 9 1/2" cock into my ass. His lips broke away from mine. "You have an amazing ass," he whispered. "It just sucked my entire cock in, and feels incredibly wet inside. Have you been fucked already?" "Yeah," I admitted, hoping that wouldn't be a turnoff for him. "Had a little fun in the woods earlier." He slowly withdrew his cock, and I thought I had ruined the fuck with that admission. But just as his head was about to pop out, he thrust back in balls-deep, and began to work up a rhythm. His mushroom head found my prostate and began stimulating me more than I thought was possible in my state. Our lips re-engaged. He had a steady rhythm, his balls slapping my ass as he picked up the speed. I imagined all that cum in my ass was getting pretty churned up, though that head on his cock was more likely acting like a plunger, pushing G's loads deep inside before the suction of his withdraws pulled them back down. He kept this up for about 30 minutes before I felt him begin shaking and his breathing through out kiss became raspy. He never stopped fucking me though and as he settled down and we continued making out his thrusting continued. In my mind, I knew he had shot his wad, and I could tell I was quite full of cum as I could feel it moving around in my bowels, trapped and moved around by his swollen member. About 15 minutes after he first came, he came again--the tell-tale signs again giving him away. Still he remained hard and continued fucking. I could tell from the way his balls smacked my ass they had shrunk a bit from his two big loads. And I believed it, since my ass was beginning to feel like I had used an enema. He lasted another 20 minutes or so before pumping his third--and about the same-sized load--deep in my ass. He collapsed on me, his rock hard cock still plugging my hole, and oozing out the bit of cum still left to drain into my ass. After about 10 minutes I felt him begin to soften and his cock slowly withdrew until his head was just inside my opening. He reached back and gave his cock a slight tug but only to start its exit. He left the tip there still plugging my hole as it slowly closed. I felt a drip of cum from his cock hit my hole and begin slowly sliding down my ass crack. He broke our kiss and smiled at me. "That was awesome, thanks man. My balls were so full!" "I could tell," I replied. "Feels like you emptied your bladder up in there!" I chuckled as I finished that statement. "I pissed before I came over, otherwise I totally would have!" he laughed back. He rolled off me and slipped off the bed, walking back to his clothes. My legs stretched out on the bed, happy to extend themselves finally. He pulled on his jeans and his crew top and slipped into his shoes. "Hit me up if you're ever down to fuck again, I'd love to drop a few loads in that ass on the regular." I got up off the bed and walked him to the door. He left with another quick kiss, and I returned--still naked--to my seat on the couch and opened the app. I added him as another favorite, and with that I went back to my bed and collapsed into a deep sleep still rock-hard, with my stomach slick and my ass full.

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"

Jason "Yes and that's just a start baby," I say in response to Quinn sudden realization that he has taken my second load of corrupted seed. I don't know whats come over me but I have this desire, no it's a need like air or water, to infect Quinn. Every sign of fear or reluctance from him excites me. Makes me hard and increases my determination to make him mine to spread my disease into his body. I don't want to hurt him but I can't stop myself its like this is how its supposed to be. I've become a puppet to my desire and my virus and Quinn is the target of both. Even as I think these thoughts, my still mostly hard cock is still lodged up deep inside his body. Even though I'm not actually pumping him full of my seed, I know I'm still dripping toxic DNA into his gut. "Quinn, hon you'll be ok. I promise I'll take care of you." "How can you say I'm going to be ok?" He suddenly rolls to the side, dislodging my cock from his ass. "I'm going to get sick and then mom will take me to the clinic like she does every time I get sick and she'll find out. She'll kick me out and I wont be able to finish school. I'll be infected so no one will want me. I'll starve and stay stupid!" Quinn is practically yelling as he's pacing in front of my bed. "I know I can go to the hospital now and tell them to give me something. I've heard about it. They can give you something to stop you from getting infected if you get to them soon enough." Then he walks towards my bathroom. I get out of bed and follow Quinn. When I get to the bathroom he's standing in front of the wall to wall counter staring at himself in the mirror. Tears are rolling down his gorgeous face and he's trembling, yet he has a determined look set on his face. I come up behind him and wrap my arms around him, he stiffens up but doesn't make any move to pull away. I pull his back tightly against my chest, my still hard cock is sandwiched between his cheeks, and I bring my lips to his ear. He starts to turn his head but I have his earlobe between my teeth. His head stops turning, I look up and he's into the mirror at me. He's staring me in the eye and I'm staring right back. I can see the panic, fear and determination in his eyes and the beast inside me rises up again. My hands on his chest start to rub his nipples, my tongue slides gently across his ear and I grind my hard cock between his cheeks. His stance softens slightly, a flash of desire crosses his face but then he tightens up again and he gets a determined look at his face again but still doesn't pull away. "Baby, has anyone ever treated you like I do?" I whisper in his ear, exhaling warm air across his ear. "No" and he trembles but I'm not sure if its fear or desire. "Has anyone ever cared how you feel?" A gently tweak to his nipples. "No" and he leans into my chest. "Has anyone, EVER, made love to you" and I bend my knee's slightly and bump my cock head gently against the opening to his soul. "NO" and gently slides his ass over the head of my cock. "Please Jason, make love to me again, just...please take care of me." The first part was said in passion the second in hope but no sweeter words where never uttered from his lips. The monster inside me roars and I slide my cock deeper into his ass. This is mine! He puts his arms around his head and grabs my hair as he turns is face and starts kissing me. Its full of passion and surrender. He is giving himself completely to me and this time he knows the stakes. He know's I'm going to fill him up with my cum, my seed, my virus and he know's he's going to be sick and he knows that he will forever be mine. I start to pull out ever so slowly, teasing him, reassuring him. I let me cock slide out and rest against his opening for a split second then push back in as far as my crown, and then out again. Giving him short slow jabs that I know will drive him crazy. This is his reward, this is what he deserves for surrendering to me. I'm making love to him and I'm going to claim him. I turn us sideways so he can see my cock going in and out of his ass. He gets to watch as I slide deeper into him, slowly so every inch is seen disappearing into him. I completely straighten my legs and he has to stand on him tiptoes as my cock is lifting him up and punching through his second ring. "OH MY GOD" Quinn gasps "No one's ever been that deep!" "No one ever will either" I whisper into his ear "you are mine now and I will take care of you." I bend my legs again as I start to slowly pull out and we both gasp as my cock exits his other opening. Quinn is starting to sweat and one of his hands has left my hair to slide over his monster cock. Precum and dribbled down the shaft and onto my counter. I look into the mirror and I see Quinn's eyes are close, his lips stretching for mine, one hand tangled in my hair and the other is wrapped around his cock. His back is arched as he's slamming his ass back into mine and there is a string of precum for his cock to my counter. In all my life I will never forget this image, when Quinn finally completely surrendered and was mine. My breath catches and I'm starting to pant the image is just to much even though I've already shot two loads. Quinn can feel my cock starting to expand and he know's whats coming. "NO!" and he jerks his ass off my cock and spins around to look at me. "Not like that." and he hoists himself up on my counter, hooks his heals into my ass and pulls me closer while his hand guides my cock back where it belongs. He reaches up and I know what he wants. I lean over and drive my cock in deep while wrapping my around under his back. Quinn has hooked his heals together behind my back and is pushing his ass onto my cock. Then his wrists entwine behind my neck and he looks me in the eyes, commanding "Jason, breed me. Make me yours forever." The roar starts in my head. Its like waves crashing against my skull. My hands move up his back and curl across his shoulders and I pull him as tight as I can onto my cock. My hips are pounding him, driving myself deeper and deeper into his ass. I can't feel the second sphincter snapping across my head making us both groan. "Fuck yes, Jason harder" Quinn is chanting and his hand is a blur as he is stroking his cock. I'm long dicking him hard and fast and deep, pounding myself into his very soul. The roaring in my head is not escaping my lips as I'm becoming caught up in my orgasm. I punch through his second opening one last time and my cock spits its venom as deep as it can. I put my full weight into it and pump every drop of seed into his beautiful ass. Changing him, making him mine. "Yes Jason poz me up, I need this, I need you!" as he shouts this is ass squeezes my cock like a vice and I can feel his cum hitting my chest. Spurt after spurt of pure clean seed is shooting across my chest and stomach dripping back down onto Quinn. Beautiful! I slide my hands back down across his back and lean forward and kiss my Quinn deeply, passionately, possessively, and I receive the same from him. No sudden remorse, no panic, no change of heart just full on devotion and love. He IS mine!

Quinn "OH NO, Jason NO!" I can't help but yell. This cant be happening to me. I finally find a man I feel I can trust, a man I want to be with. He's just made love to me like no one has ever before, and he's possibly given me HIV. I don't know what to do. I try to get away but he's got me up against the headboard. You're on antivirals, right?" "I was, but my last blood work showed elevated liver enzymes so my doctor has taken me off of them, and after they've cleared my system we'll do another test to see if the meds are causing the problem." "Ok, but it takes time for the virus to build back up right?" I'm pleading with him. I'm grasping at straws. No, no, this can't be happening to me. Suddenly I feel his cock twitch deep inside me. Oh god I can't help but moan with pleasure, even though I realize he's still in me with his HIV-loaded cock. "Yes, it does take time to build back up." Jason's looking me in the eyes and I see he cares for me and I instinctively find myself relaxing. Then he continued adding "Baby, it takes two days and I've been off of them for almost three weeks." "OH no." I've got to get him out of me. I have to get to the bathroom and clean his load out. I start to squirm and pull away but he's got a firm grip on my thighs. I try to push him out him out but all this does is make his cock even harder and bury itself even deeper in me. Then he shifts slightly and he hits that spot inside me. "OH God" I can't help but moan. He feels so good inside me. No one has ever felt this good inside me but I scared to death. Where will I go? How can I finish school? What is my mother going to do to me? Jason slides his hands up my thighs and grabs my hips and pulls me back towards him embedding his cock deeply in my ass. I can feel it twitching and flexing which makes me moan and want him more. But I can't get infected. It will ruin me. He pulls back some and I feel like there's a void left where he was, where he should be. No I can't think like that he has to get out of me, its a good thing he's pulling out of me. He leans over and licks up the cum off my stomach and then he pushes back in and leans down and kisses me deep. The taste of my cum and his cock sliding back into me is more then I can take. I don't know what to do I want to run and get away but I need to have him buried deep inside me. I don't want anyone but him to ever fuck me again. "Taste that love? That's going to be one of your last neg loads. You'll have a few more but soon you'll be infected, you'll have my DNA inside you, you'll be mine" He pulls back and then angles his dick right into the spot again. I squirt cum again, how does he do that to me? He makes me squirt and I'm not even cuming or touching myself, its like he's pushing all my neg juice out so it can be filled with toxic seed instead. "I'm going to get sick, right?" I can't help but ask. Again his cock twitches and expands. Its like his cock is excited by my fear and with the thought of shooting its viral load into me. "Yes baby you will, but I'll take care of you," and then he starts again. He's been just sitting there with his cock in me barely moving but now he's actively fucking me again. His cock is so thick its like a torpedo bombing its way into me. When he starts to pull back its like my ass can't help but push because of the way he's tapered but his cock never leaves my ass completely. His head is just inside me, pulsing dripping more precum, more virus into me. Then, in one steady push, he's sliding all the way back into me. "Oh God, Jason I can't." He leans over and kisses me deeply but gently. My whole world become centered on his lips. He gently places his hands on either side of my face, looks me in the eye and then leans in and his tongue is dancing with mine as he grinds his hip against my ass. This is right, this is where I need to be. I need this man to make me his but I'm still so scared. He slides back a few inches and just throbs inside of me, making small jabbing motions that are diving me crazy. He caresses my sides and his hands move down to my hips. He grabs them firmly and hikes my ass up and drives his cock in as deep as it could go. I wrap my legs tightly around his waist and my arms around his shoulder and I kiss him back. He acknowledges my surrender to him with a smile and says "I'm very proud of you my young man. I'm going to make you mine, your going to be a part of me soon. You'll always have me with you." His breathing is getting heavier and I can feel this cock getting even thicker. Damn how thick can his cock get? It fills me up like nothing ever has, its taking possession of me, its going to blast inside me and claim me. His pace is picking up and I can't help but moan and pant as he's taking over my body. He's using my hips to pull me onto his cock burying it as deep as it can into me. He's pounding away at my ass and its right. Its what I want, what I need. I need for Jason to make me his. "YES, Oh fuck" He groans into me ear and he shifts in such a way that he's right on that spot and I can feel his cock kicking and throbbing inside me. I can't help myself I bury my heals into his ass as I arch my back to get as much of his cock as I can and I'm shooting my load all over us. We're moving together to get his cock as far inside me as its physically possible. The only thing between us is his pubic hair as it grinds against my ass. As I start to calm down from another mind blowing orgasm my mind kicks in again. "Oh fuck, I've taken two poz loads now!" "Yes, and that's just a start, baby."

There are many good writers here but MackyJay you are one of the REALLY good ones. Hope things are going better for you.

Pregnancy is always the trap card they play to keep men under their control. If this is the case advise him to do a DNA test, a sexless marriage is bad enough, however being guilt tripped into paying for some bastard is worse.

Sometimes it's multiple times a day, sometimes it's days and days between. When I ramp up, I need to do more than jerk off, so I start hunting for ass to fuck and cock to suck.

This scenario is the dream

this story is pretty much based on a true story, - it was my first time, and we really did fall in love... sadly our paths took us different directions many years ago - and although we are still in touch, I've been without a soulmate since. At first glance you would assume I am just an average, conservative kind- of –guy, and I would tend to agree with that assumption. But after my last “ordinary” relationship with my boyfriend failed, I decided it was time to break my boring routine and try to enjoy some of the more adventurous things in life that I had always passed on. Now that I was spending my nights alone, I was relying on my computer more for sexual stimulation. Thank God there is no shortage of porn on the internet. I would surf for any hot movie that caught my eye, usually with some hot muscled jock. I’d recline back in my chair, and start to lazily play with my cock while the stud in his jockstrap got his hole licked and fingered and slowly stretched open. Buy the time his pink pucker was quivering for some dick, I would usually have a finger or two up my own ass, and my own dick would be hard as a rock and leaking drops of precum that would mix with the lube I was using to stroke my shaft. I always tried to match my speed and intensity with the hot fuck session that was on the screen, so that I would cum at the exact same time as the guy in the movie shot his load deep in the ass of the jock stud he was fucking. After my own ass finished clamping down on my fingers and the aftershocks of shooting an intense load wore off…I would clean up, shut off the computer and climb into bed …alone…and realizing that computer porn would never make up for the 'real thing'. As time went on, I noticed that my taste in movies was starting change, and those muscled jocks I had watched were now replaced with hairy muscled leather guys. I also started looking in the local chat rooms for some actual “real” connections. I felt myself being drawn to scenes that involved a lot of ass play…guys in harnesses that were stretching open the holes of other guys in slings. Soon it wasn’t just hot dicks plowing pink holes...it was dildos and fists stretching open hot hairy butts. I was mesmerized, and my ass was starting to take on a mind of its own. After years of vanilla sex, my hole was starting to get hungry for more. I bought some toys...and some poppers...and began to start mimicking what I saw in the movies . I also started popping into some of the local chat rooms, and found out there were a lot of guys online that were really heavy into the leather scene. I posted a profile, but was always to nervous about ever starting a conversation with anyone. Here I was…just an average conservative guy, who was starting to feel the pig awaken. These guys were already knee deep in the pigpen, and I knew I’d be a disappointment to them when they realized I was just a newbie. I didn’t own any leather, and I only had one jockstrap…that I used for my online photo. So one night, I was feeling especially horny, and logged into the chat room, got my toys, lube and poppers out, and settled in for another solo session. Within a few minutes I suddenly got an IM from another guy in the chat room. He was a hot hairy muscle daddy, and he introduced himself by letting me know how much he loved the photo of me in my jock. He was hot, and sexy, and I started to wish I could muster up the courage to give in and let myself go, and be the perfect pig boy he surely was looking for. After some online flirting, he invited me to come over. I was horny as hell, but scared to death, so I politely declined his invitation. I told him the truth, that I was brand new to this, and way too inexperienced to be much fun for him. He immediately replied, asking if I was into PnP. I hated to admit, I didn’t even know what that meant. Pain and Pleasure? Piss and poop? Christ..what was I getting into? He responded with a “LOL” and explained it meant party and play. Using recreational drugs to take the edge off, or enhance the pleasure. I told him I had done poppers…but never had tried anything else. He asked if I was interested in experimenting a little, and told me that he would love to be the one to introduce me to the wonderful world of Pnp Pig Sex. Wow….all of a sudden my cock became instantly hard..and I could feel my ass twitch with excitement. I didn’t know what it would be like, but suddenly I had a hot leather daddy wanting to take me under his wing, and show me all the mysterious pleasures that had become so intriguing to me. In one last effort to stall…I asked him what exactly he had in mind. He told me that I would need to come over, and that I would need to trust him. He promised to walk me thru everything once I was there and ready to play…but he didn’t want to waste time writing about it when he knew it would be more fun to experience it. He gave me some simple instructions…take a shower, clean up…and out, wear my jock, and pick up some Gatorade, or water, or whatever I wanted to drink. He promised I’d need to replenish my fluids because he was going to make sure we had a long hot sweaty night. I got directions to his place…and I was burning with excitement. I couldn’t believe this was actually going to happen! I hopped in the shower and hopped in my car and within 45 minutes, I found myself knocking on his door. He opened the door…and looked even hotter than his pictures. His head was nearly shaved with a military style buzz cut. He was shirtless, except for a leather harness, and his tribal armband tattoo. His nipples were pierced, and his hairy pecs were hard and muscular, and shadowed over his flat abs. A thick treasure trail of hair disappeared into his black leather pants and silver studded belt. He looked just like one of the guys from the movies. He immediately smiled at me...which made me feel immediately more relaxed…and he invited me into his place. As soon as I stepped inside, he reached around me to shut the door, and immediately put his arms around me to pull me in close to him. He rubbed his hands on my chest thru my t-shirt, and pressed his pelvis up against my jeans. It took me by surprise..a little, but it immediately broke the ice, and I wrapped my arms around him, and ran my hands over his muscular shoulders and arms. As my hands reached his, he took them, and smiled again, and pulled me into the entryway. “Come In, stud” he growled…get comfortable, take your clothes off, and let’s get to know each other. He led me to a room off to the side, which had all of the things that you would need to film leather porn. “Welcome to my playroom!” I was speechless, and took a long deep breath to try to slow down my heartbeat. I think he could sense my nervousness, because he pulled me close once again, kissed me, and pulled me down onto the couch. “Just relax..I promise, I will make sure you enjoy every minute of this, and if you ever want to stop…just tell me…we won’t go anywhere that you aren’t comfortable going.” We kissed again..and I was immediately turned on. He took my shirt off…pinched my nipples, rubbed my crotch…and I was instantly hard as a rock. My hands were all over him as well…and I started to let my inhibitions go. “Let me go get something to help us relax, and you get out of those jeans and shoes. I’ll be right back.” He left for a second, and came back with a little travel shaving kit. He pulled out a bag of weed, and some rolling papers, and a lighter. As I got undressed, he rolled a really thick joint, lit it, and took a hit. He held the smoke in his lungs for a very long time, and then let it escape his lungs in a low growl. “Okay…your turn…it’s just pot…and it will help take the edge off, help you relax, and get you a little horny.” I took the joint, and followed his instructions. I took a deep inhale, and worked really hard to fight the urge to cough as I felt the smoke burn inside my chest. I held it in until he told me to let it out…which seemed like 10 minutes…but was really only a few seconds I’m sure. “Good boy” he said, and rubbed my neck. He took the joint back for another hit and we both sat back on the couch and started feeling each other as we passed the joint back and forth. It wasn’t long until I was feeling the effects. It was a fuzzy, drunk kind of feeling, but it felt good, and I WAS really relaxed, and starting to get a really deep new feeling…it was horny…but a whole different kind of horny. I started to really get into our touching and kissing, and before I knew it we were done with the joint, and greedily sucking each other’s dicks in a 69 position on the couch. Next thing I knew, I felt his fingers and tongue start playing with my hole. It felt so good. I knew it was the pot…but Damn! This was awesome. I was sucking his huge dick, and moaning, and grinding my ass against his face and fingers. He spit in my ass, and started working in two of his fat long fingers. God it felt so good. “Good boy..you like that don’t you…there is a little pig in there just dying to get out isn’t there?” “Yes sir” I muffled between taking breaths from sucking his huge cock. “Nice” he moaned, and began working my hole into a frenzy. “I think you’re ready for my next surprise” he said as he reach over to his travel bag, and pulled out a tiny little baggie, with some white powder, and a tiny little silver bullet. “Coke?” I asked. “Nope, Tina" he replied. “Tina?” I repeated. “Yep. It's sort of like coke, but better for sex. You can smoke it, snort it, put it in your ass, and even inject it directly into a vein - but it goes right to your ass. And you will want more than my tongue and fingers up there.” “So, how are we doing it?” I asked. “We’ll go easy at first, just a little bump off the silver bullet…and we’ll make sure you have some time to let it kick in. You’ll probably feel a bit of a rush at first..like a jolt of caffeine, but in about 20 minutes, you will feel it start to warm up your ass, and I bet your hands won’t be able to let go of your dick." "Okay" I replied, adding “ although I think the pot has already done a pretty good job of that.” We both took a hit from the bullet, and the instant effect was just as he described. I was really starting to realize I was in very good hands. He was letting me know what to expect, before it happened, and his description was very accurate. We went back to exploring each other’s bodies, and before I knew it, my ass was tingling, and I was pulling on the head of my dick like I was pulling taffy. I was groaning a low guttural groan that I had never heard myself make before. We did another hit off the Tina bullet, and I was really starting to feel the effects. “Okay, boy. I think we’re ready for some more serious play. Your ass is really getting hot, and I want you to get in that sling, so I can open you up, and fuck you.” I hopped up so fast, I think my brain was now in my ass and following his instructions. He helped me get into the sling, and then lubed up my hole, and his cock, and I moaned in ecstasy as his beautiful thick cock slid into my hungry hole. We started out slow, and his fucking gradually grew in force and intensity. Getting fucked had never felt so good. He gave me another bump of tina, and then grabbed a bottle of poppers, and held them under my nose. “You said you have done poppers before..right?” “Yeah.” “Good…then take good hit, so I can pound your ass really hard.” I inhaled deeply, and he did the same, and no sooner had he recapped the bottle, he grabbed the sling and started pounding my ass with wild abandon. “FUCK…YEAH…” we both screamed. I was pulling on my dick as hard as I could, but noticed it wasn’t getting as hard as I usually do…but I really didn’t care. It still felt good..but it was my ass that was feeling amazing. I felt it squeezing and clamping down on my hot leather studs hard dick as he pounded my ass, and arched his back while his eyes were rolling back in his head. This was incredible. It was better than any fantasy I could imagine. He gave me another hit of poppers, and then reached under the sling and started banging the shit out of my ass….I could tell that he was about ready to cum. Between the pot, the tina, the poppers and the fucking…my head was reeling. I had never felt so turned on. I was suddenly brought back to my senses as I heard him shout and yell, and felt his hard cock slam deep in my ass as is shot the hottest, most forceful load I’d ever taken. My ass involuntarily clamped down, and made sure that every drop of cum was worked out of that amazing dick, and not a single drop was spilled. He immediately slumped forward, drops of sweat landing on my chest, and kissed me passionately and deeply. My hips were grinding involuntarily, not wanting to let his dick escape my ass as we kissed. Finally, his dick slid out, but I was still pulling on mine, soft…but sensitive. He saw my face register a bit of disappointment – both for my failure to get hard, and also for the sudden emptiness in my well fucked hole. He immediately reassured me that the soft dick was often a result of the Tina, but not to worry…all the pleasure was going to become more and more intense in my ass. He asked if I was ready to try some toys, and if I was ready to try a different way to do a hit of Tina. I must of looked a little nervous again, because he immediately kissed me again, and with his lips still pressed to mine, he whispered with a hot breath "Trust me.” And I did. Once again, he reached into his black bag. This time he pulled out a thick syringe. My eyes widened with fear, because I was not real fond of needles. “Don’t worry” he said. It’s not a needle. Just a water syringe. But it’s got dose of Tina in it, mixed with the water. I’ll squirt it into your ass, and within seconds you’ll get the effect. Just hold it in, and when I get your first toy, it should be absorbed. You'll love it..and you’ll be ready for some bigger toys than the ones you have. Cool?” “Okay…I said…you haven’t let me down yet.” He pulled the cap off the syringe, and showed me that indeed there was no needle on the end. He put a little lube on the edge of the syringe, and gently worked it into my hole. “Ready?” he asked. I nodded. “Okay…here we go.” I suddenly felt the liquid slowly start to fill my ass, and I envisioned it mixing with his load. I was suddenly hit with an amazing rush of warmth that nearly took my breath away. “See…it absorbs pretty quick. You should be flying by now.” My heartbeat suddenly picked up, and my breathing became quicker. He pulled the syringe out, pinched my nipples, and then took my hand away from my dick as he sucked my soft cocked like a vacuum. I yelled in absolute pleasure! Oh my god it felt so good. FUCK YEAH…DAMN…my ass was on fire…I needed cock bad. It felt so good. “There’s my little piggy” he smirked as he stepped away. My hand went back to my dick, and I started pinching one of my nipples as he back away. He reached over to a table and pulled away a black cloth, and revealed a table full of all kinds of dildos and sex toys in all sizes. One of them was just as big as mine at home…but they got bigger and bigger as they lined up along the table’s edge. He grabbed one, and smeared it with a generous dose of lube, and then started slowly working it into my ass. I couldn’t believe it…it was like my ass had a total mind of its own. I was no longer in control..and I suddenly felt my hole stretching open further than I’d ever been opened up before. But it felt so good. I took a deep breath, and moaned again. He got it about halfway in, and then held it in place as he reached over with his other hand to grab the bottle of poppers. I took another deep hit of the poppers, and suddenly, I was in a whole new world. My eyes rolled back in the back of my head, and then I felt my entire ass open up as that huge dildo slid right in to its giant rubber base without any pain or resistance. HOLY SHIT….It was so fucking deep …OH FUCK! I could feel that giant rubber dick deep in my guts and it felt so good! He started to work it in and out. Slowly at first, and gradually picked up speed. I got lost in the pleasure…and closed my eyes and floated in that sling as that giant dick stretched my ass. Every now and then he would touch my chest, my dick, my face, and give me occasional hits of poppers...all the while giving me deep low groans of encouragement. He soon went for a bigger toy…but I was too lost in my ecstasy to really notice. I did feel a little bit of pressure as he eased the bigger toy in, but it was soon followed with another deep hit of poppers, and I was off in my own world again, as that giant invader laid claim to my open hole. I have no idea how much time had passed, and hour…maybe two. I gradually started to feel like I was coming down, and my senses were returning to normal. I looked up…like I had just regained consciousness, and smiled at my sexy teacher. He smiled back…and we didn’t even need words at this point to share the mutual pleasure we were both feeling. He slid the toy out of my ass..and I was shocked…somewhere in my soaring high…he had upsized again to a third, even bigger toy. I never would have believed I could take something that huge…but he showed it to me from between my legs, just to prove to me that I was more pig than I realized. We laughed a bit, kissed some more, and then he grabbed my bottle of Gatorade and a towel. I was sweating profusely. Took a deep drink, toweled off a bit, and started to catch my breath. At this point I thought things were winding down. He was standing closer to the table, taking a drink of his own bottled water, so I started to sit up in the unsteady sway of the sling. “Where you going boy…you had enough?” “Oh…I thought we were winding down” I sheepishly said…immediately feeling slightly worried that I gave the wrong signal and disappointing my new leather daddy. “Well, I have one more surprise for you, if you want. I thought I’d try to take it up one more notch…that is if you want to” I couldn’t possibly imagine what he had in mind. I was absolutely in awe of what we had done so far, so if we still had one more level to go, I wasn’t sure I could take the overstimulation of my senses. “You want to really let go of your inner pig…this is the best thing there is.” He reached into his black back again, and pulled out two thin syringes with an orange cap on the end. I was puzzled, because the last syringe was much bigger, so I didn’t know if it was a smaller dose to just bring the action back up a little, or if this was something totally different. “Okay, let me tell you about this, and then you can tell me if you want to keep going or not”. This syringe has a needle. So this dose of tina will go right into a vein. It’s called “slamming.” It’s just like getting a shot at the doctor, or giving a blood sample. “That doesn’t sound too bad” I timidly replied. “Well…this will definitely take you one level higher than the booty bump. You will feel this rush in your entire body, you will immediately feel the Tina take effect, and I guarantee, you will be amazed at how fast you let go of all your inhibitions….do you still trust me?” “Yes” I answered. “Then trust me, I think you will like this a lot. I will make sure that it’s quick, painless, and I will be here to make sure you stay calm enough to truly enjoy the amazing rush.” “Okay” I said…but I might not be able to watch, I don’t do so well with needles. “No worries”, he said. “You do whatever you want. Let’s get you out of the sling though, because I want to do you first, and then I want you to go kneel down over the arm of the couch with your ass in the air. I will then do my slam, and come over and take good care of your ass while you ride the rush,. “Okay…I’m ready” He went back to his back bag one more time, pulled out a black elastic strip for a tourniquet, and 2 small white envelopes…alcohol prep pads. He came back over to me, with the syringe, pulled my arm out and looked in the crook for a vein. He quickly tapped the large vein, and then started to wrap the black elastic around my upper bicep. My vein started to bulge, and my heart was already racing with a little bit of excitement, and a lot of nerves. He opened the alcohol prep pad, and gently wiped it over the inside of my arm. I was scared to watch…but I couldn’t help it. I was fascinated. It was like my leather daddy was getting ready to give me a shot…like a nurse. It was somehow, very touching, like he was taking care of me…and all of a sudden all of my worry melted away. I kept watching as he took the orange cap off of the syringe, and exposed the tiny thin needle. He turned the syringe upside down, and flicked it on the side to knock the air bubbles out of it. He looked at me deep in my eyes, smiled again, and asked “ready?” I nodded yes. Okay..turn your head if you want. “I’m okay” I said. “I trust you”. He gently placed the tip of the needle at the edge of my vein, and I took a deep breath. He gently eased it in, with only a slight pinch, and then I felt a little pop as the needle went into the vein. I kept watching intently. He pulled back slightly on the syringe, and I saw a wispy red cloud rush into the syringe. He took the tourniquet off my arm with his other hand in a single soft pull, looked at me one more time, and said, “Here you go baby, this is gonna be intense…you might have a cough..But that’s normal…it’s the tina hitting your blood and your lungs, don’t be scared…just enjoy it.” “Okay…go for it” He slowly started to push the plunger downward, and the reddish liquid started to disappear into my vein. I immediately started to feel a tingle all over my body…like when you put your tongue on the end of a nine volt battery. The more of the slam that went in, the more I tingled...I got this warm all over rush, and my chest started to expand with a heavy breath. I felt my eyes open wide, and my ass squeezed so tight, if there had been anything in there I would have snapped it in half. The last bit of liquid in the syringe went into my arm, and then I suddenly felt the uncontrollable cough. Two coughs…and then I WAS SOARING!!! SHIT! SHIT!!! HOLY SHIT!!!. He pulled the needle out and immediately covered the skin with the alcohol pad. He lifted my arm above my head, and then reached around the start digging at my ass with his giant meaty paws. OH GOD!! I NEED YOU IN MY ASS! “Feel good Baby?” “FUCK YEAH” OH SHIT..that’s all I could say. I started to feel my legs go week. “Go kneel over the couch, get your ass lubed up real good…I’m on my way” I staggered over, reached for the giant bottle of lube, pouring out more than I could control. I leaned over the couch and started shoving lube into my hungry hole, stretching it open, shoving fingers in, and trying to get my whole hand in. I was in ecstasy…I was finally out of control, feeling piggy as all hell, and ready for anything. I didn’t even notice my leather daddy administer his own slam, until I heard his own cries and groans of pleasure suddenly shout from behind me. “Oh, yeah….piggy….let me work that ass” “Yes sir!” He came from behind be and I saw his had come over my head; he handed me the bottle of poppers, and then reached for the giant bottle of lube. “Take a good long hit…you are about to be sent into a whole ne w world.” I took the deepest hit of poppers that I had ever taken…and I held it deep in my lungs…like the pot smoke from earlier…and suddenly I felt my entire ass just relax and open up like molten lava, and I felt my daddy’s hands working to stretch my ass open. First it was three fingers….then four…..then another mind numbing hit of poppers, and then I lost all awareness of anything…all I know is that my ass had never felt more full. I was gyrating my hips, and wagging my piggy tail like I needed to get my hungry hole filled with a buffet of anything that was in reach. I suddenly felt my ass stretch just a bit far..and then a soft pop, or suction sound. I had his whole FIST! HOLY SHIT! I WAS IN HEAVEN!! I screamed in pleasure, my daddy was yelling encouragement… and I had never been so wildly out of control. He flipped me around to the front of the couch, laid me on my back, held my feet above my head with one hand, and handed me the poppers again with the other. I took another hit…and then so did he…and I couldn’t get his fist in my ass again fast enough. I was riding his fist, and then his forearm, and then suddenly I started to let go with a *******ial spray of piss all over my chest…he grabbed my dick with his free hand, and held it up so that it sprayed all over my face, and then his. It had a bitter taste…the first time I’d ever tasted piss. “”That’s tina piss boy..It’ll keep you flying high too…but I’m not taking my hand out of your ass yet ..but when I do…it will be so I can shove my dick up your hungry hole, and piss my tina right back into you” He kept his word…he fisted me to the point of an uncontrollable orgasm…I didn’t even touch my dick..and it was still soft…but I was coming all over myself. It was mixing with the damp piss stains on my stomach. He gently pulled his fist out of my hot hungry ass, and then shoved his dick in. He looked down at me, and with an amazing softness, he stared right thru to my soul, I started to actually tear up, and cry with absolute abandon. It was the most beautifully hot and touching closeness I had ever felt to another person in my entire life. I trusted him, and he took me placed I never knew existed. And then, just as I was catching my breath, and stopping my tears…he leaned in close, whispered once again…”good pig”, and then kissed me gently on the lips….it was then that I started to feel the warm tina piss filling up my hot hungry ass…and my soul nearly left my body, and floated up to my new slamming soul mate.

With the UK government wanting people to now upload ID to watch adult content the majority of the country has now decided it would be best to adopt a VPN so most of us will still be around 🙂

I swallowed, btw 😂

The images I stored away from those showers have been the fuel for many a JO session since. When I was in the 8th grade, there was one guy who had been held back the year before. The first day of gym class was an eye opener as he had a full hairy chest, legs and ass along with a cheezy moustache. I had never seen anyone almost my age who was so physically developed. In addition, he had an amazing body too and a amply endowed with a full bush. I just remember that I could barely pry my eyes away. Sadly, later that same year, he murdered his abusive father and went to prison.

In Canada here and a raw bear bottom , thinking of traveling to SA . Want to Chase when there (for a week ) open holes 24/7 . Like to meet good tops no wasted cum Have telegram for chat , send yours

Married men to women is hotter than married gay couples. Why is that? Some straight guy told me bluntly: “I don’t give a fuck how old you are or what you look like. I’m here to fuck and blow my load in any willing open pussy or ass, so are you on your way?” Now that’s my kind of top!

Travis.....Again Sex with a judgmental Travis The night after the visit from the police, Matt goes to the bar and as he is entering the bouncer who has fucked him a few times pulls him aside and says, “Matt, I heard the police were at your place. Is everything ok? You aren’t involved with drugs or anything like that right?” Matt explains what happened and says it was all the noise late at night and he blushes. The bouncer sees Matt’s embarrassment and thinks he understands. He asks, “You mean when guys come over after the bars to fuck your ass? You’re making too much noise?” The bouncer smirks at Matt and Matt realizes the guy isn’t judging him. Matt relaxes and says, “I seem to remember that you love grunting loudly when you shoot your load inside me.” They both laugh. The bouncer says, “Matt. You’re a good guy. Just be careful ok. I don’t want anything bad to happen to you.” He rubs Matt’s arm and they part. Matt stands at an open space at the bar to order a drink. He’s in his own head about the conversation he just had, sex with the cop, sex with Jeffrey, wondering if he should get tested, not asking the cop for his status, etc. He barely notices when a hand is on his lower back and someone says his name. Matt looks over and sees that it is the party top, the guy who has watched Matt get fucked in his living room and has fucked Matt twice in different alleys. The party top asks Matt if he is ok. He says Matt looks a little pensive – not a good look for the bar. He smiles. Matt realizes that it is good natured fun so he relaxes and laughs. The bartender brings his drink and, since the bartender has also fucked Matt, he asks if everything was ok with the cops. He heard the cops were at Matt’s place yesterday. Matt is like, “OMG guys! Does everyone know? It wasn’t a big deal. I was making too much noise at night the last couple months and the cops came by to check it all out.” Party top is listening to the conversation. He can see Matt is getting anxious and annoyed. Bartender says, “Hey sexy Matty. I’m just asking. Lookin’ out is all. Ok?” Party top rubs Matt’s arm and says, “Let’s do a round of shots and we can relax a bit.” Bartender gives the three of them all two quick shots. Bartender pats Matt’s hand and goes back to work. Party top says, “Come over here and talk to my friends and me. The cops can be assholes. We know. Been dealing with them since the late 80s when they used to bust us for standing outside the bar.” Matt grabs his drink and they go over to a table. It’s Matt the 22 year old twink, chatting with 3 guys in their 40s, maybe 50s. He tells them about the noise complaints and the drug accusation, search of his apartment, etc. Matt leaves out the sex with the officer. By the time Matt is finished telling them what happened, one of the guys has bought him another drink. Matt says he thinks the older cop might be gay. The guy’s exchange a knowing look. They mention the older officer’s name and Matt realizes he doesn’t know the guy’s name. The guys describe the cop and Matt says he thinks that is him. Matt thinks how slutty it is to have let the guy cum in his ass without asking his status or his name. He shrugs internally – nothing to do about it now. One of the guys says, “Matt have you been to the bathhouse down the street or thought to take guys there? That way you aren’t taking guys to your place late at night. You could avoid annoying your neighbors.” Matt looks at the guy and says, “Aren’t bathhouses for slutty guys? Aren’t they unsafe?” The ignorance of the question seems sincere and naive. The guys realize Matt doesn’t know the history of gay bathhouses or much about the free gay sex of the 70s and 80s. One of the guys asks, "Matt did you know that having a lot of sex was part of gay liberation? Letting go of repressing ourselves and our sexuality?" Matt just kinda looks at the guy who asks and says, "I mean, sure I knew that from college classes. But intellectually, y'know? Not like, actually knew about it or thought about it much. And didn't all of that change with AIDS anyway?" The three older men look at each other and party top says, "Get comfortable Matty boy. Its gonna be a bumpy night." They all laugh at the old movie reference, even Matt who loves Bette Davis. Matt says, "Bumpy nights call for martinis." More laughter and they order a round of martinis. What follows is a free-wheeling history lesson on gay sex – locations, variety, Fire Island, Provincetown, discos, parks, bathhouses, adult book stores, rest areas, etc, etc. To say Matt is fascinated would be an understatement. He is asking questions and listening intently. He feels like he is learning so much. He interjects every so often to say things like, “I got fucked in the park a few times,” “I’ve heard of Fire Island and Provincetown, but never been, are they fun?” “Did guys use condoms?,” All the while Matt is drinking more martinis. Matt is drunk now and the guy’s seem to have lost a little steam in their runaway train of story telling. They say good night. Matt realizes he hasn’t had such a good night out in a long time. He is smiling as he walks home. He is also really turned on by the stories of men getting fucked in all these places. Not only is Matt thinking he wants to be the guy getting fucked in all those places, but he's also thinking how amazing it is to be part of a community that actually is so free and open. Matt is just about to open the door to his building when it happens……………….. He hears a scream, “MATT YOU ARE A FUCKING WHORRRRRRREEEEEE!!!!!!” The smile leaves his face and he turns to see Travis about two stores down from his apartment. Matt is stunned. He says, “Travis are you drunk? What is wrong with you?” Travis approaches and isn’t being any quieter and says, “I BET YOU HAVE CUM IN YOUR ASS RIGHT NOW YOU SLUT!” Matt is still stunned. He opens the door, enters his apartment building, turns to Travis and says, “Go home Travis.” Travis pushes his way inside the apartment building. Matt says, “Keep your voice down Travis. I have neighbors and it is late.” Travis, no longer screaming but still speaking loudly, says, “Why should I? Do you not want people to know you are a fucking whore?” Matt red in the face says, “Travis go home. The police were just here yesterday about noise complaints. Do you want me to call them about you?” At this point, a neighbor opens her door and says, “Matt what is all this noise?” He says, “I’m sorry. My friend is very upset about something. He is leaving right now.” Then he turns to Travis and says, “Time for you to go.” Travis grabs Matt’s arm and says, “Matt let me in your apartment.” Matt realizes that Travis really is kinda drunk. Matt softens toward Travis remembering how much fun they had together. Matt says, “Are you going to behave, use a regular tone of voice, and not scream?” Travis nods and says yes. The boys climb the stairs silently and enter Matt’s studio apartment. Matt gets them water and says, “Travis what is this all about? You broke it off with me remember? Why do you care what I’m doing or who I am doing it with?” Travis says he heard Paul and one of the college boys talking about my deal with the college boys to get fucked raw. Matt says, “Well I guess you were always going to find out about that since Paul loves to brag about getting guys to push their sexual limits.” Travis says, “So it’s true? How many guys has it been?” Matt says, “I’m not going to explain this to you. You aren’t involved. I like getting fucked bareback. You like fucking bareback. We always had a good time and you liked cumming inside me.” Travis says, “Are you positive now? After taking all those guys' loads in your ass? I know you didn’t want them to pull out.” Matt says, “Travis the guys have to show me their negative test results before we fuck. That is part of the deal. And no, I don’t make them pull out. Just like I never asked you to pull out. Not even the first night we fucked when you pretended you didn’t have a condom.” Matt is getting hard now remembering that first night of bareback sex with Travis. He can see Travis is getting horny and his face is getting warm. Travis says, “Yeah I remember that I said I didn’t have a condom, but you took off your pajama pants and spread your legs to show me your hole knowing we didn’t have protection.” Matt kicks off his sneakers, pulls off his shirt and sits on the bed next to Travis. He can see Travis is hard but doesn’t really know what Travis will do if Matt makes a move. Matt takes a chance. Matt reaches over and rubs Travis bulge. Travis looks at Matt. Matt says, “Yeah and then you put your bare cock inside me the first night we hooked up.” Travis leans in and kisses Matt and says, “And then you begged me to cum in your ass. It was so hot.” Matt mumbles, "My unprotected ass." Travis says, "Yeah. So hot." Matt unbuttons Travis shorts, reaches in and strokes his hard cock. Matt says, “And then we never used a condom after that. I figured what’s the point in wrapping your dick now.” Travis pulls his shirt off, kisses Matt, and says, “And you had already let me cum inside you, right?” Matt moans and leans back on the bed, “Yeah. And you kept cumming inside me.” Travis says, "So hot." Travis pushes off his shorts and underwear. Matt takes off his shorts and underwear. Matt naked now, lays back on the bed and spreads his legs. Travis puts his bare cock on Matt’s hole. But he doesn’t push inside. Instead, Travis says, “Then you gave it up bareback in front of my roommate. You’re such a slut.” Travis kisses Matt passionately while rubbing his pre-cum all over Matt’s willing hole. Travis says, “Then my roommate wanted to fuck you and I went to get a condom for you, but I came back and he was already fucking your ass. Tell me why you let him in you bareback.” Matt is a bit stunned at the question, but so turned on from the sexy talk and Travis cock on his hole. Matt says, “Paul asked if he could fuck me bare until you came back with a condom. I like it bare. I figured he’d already watched you cum inside me, so I lined his cock up to my hole and took him bare.” Travis says, “Then I handed you the condom but instead of using it, you told him to keep fucking you raw. And then he offered to pull out and you asked him to breed you.” As he says breed, Travis pushes his bare cockhead inside Matt’s raw hole and stops. Travis says, “I can feel the warmth from your hole. You need to get fucked don’t you?” Matt says yes. With just pre-cum as lube, Travis pushes Matt’s legs up on his shoulders, lines his cock up again and pushes. Travis bare cock slides all the way inside. Matt winces from the lack of lube. Travis doesn't stop. He starts fucking Matt and says, “Your ass feels so good bareback. Always has.” Travis and Matt fuck for about 5 minutes before Travis cums inside Matt without asking. Matt takes his load and is stroking his cock. Travis gets up and starts getting dressed. Travis makes no effort to get Matt off. Matt is a little confused. Travis looks confused and embarrassed and says, “Matt I don’t know why this happened. I mean I liked fucking you again. But…..” Matt’s buzzer goes off. He’s like, “Oh shit.” Matt thinks it might be the cops again. He pulls on some running shorts and answers the buzzer. It’s Jeffery. Matt says, “It’s not a good time.” Jeffery buzzes again and when Matt goes to listen, Jeffery says, “I want to fuck you again Matt. Please.” Matt thinks Jeffery sounds drunk, but he is also afraid Jeffery won’t go away easily. It's only been a day since the cops were here asking him to stop with the late night noise. Hurriedly, he puts on his flip flops, tells Travis to stay where he is and he will go downstairs and get rid of Jeremy. Travis says, “Jeffery? Bottom Jeffery? That fucking slut? You let him fuck you?” Matt says, “Let’s talk about it when I come back upstairs.” Matt goes downstairs in just his running shorts and flip flops, no shirt. Jeffery is all over Matt and before Matt can say no, Jeffery’s finger is sliding in Matt’s ass which is loose from Travis cock and load. Jeffery says, “Hot. You have a load in your ass now. I’m going to add mine to it.” Matt is kinda turned on because he hasn’t cum yet, but also concerned that Jeremy is making a scene. So, Matt brings him upstairs. They enter Matt’s apartment. Matt looks around and sees the bathroom door is closed and thinks Travis must be in there. Jeffery, already shirtless and with his pants open, lightly pushes and guides Matt to the bed where he has just been fucked by Travis. Jeffery kisses Matt. Matt isn’t trying hard to stop Jeffery. Matt sits on the bed. Matt is wondering how Jeffery got undressed so quickly. Jeffery’s cock is brushing against his face as Jeffery leans over him to remove Matt’s shorts. Travis comes out of the bathroom and says, “Oh fuck. It is true. You let this guy fuck you?!? I hope you make him use a condom. More guys have cum in his ass in the last month than came in your ass all year - and that is a lot of guys from what I hear Matt. This guy is a bigger whore than you are. He goes to the bathhouse and let’s guys fuck him bareback there.” Matt is annoyed. He just got called a whore again. Jeffery stops pulling on Matt’s shorts and turns to Travis and says, “How would you know that Travis? Oh wait, that’s right? You have been breeding my ass bareback in the bathhouse the last few months. You love cumming in my ass. Don’t get all judgmental now.” Matt is so conflicted. He’s already let Jeremy cum in his ass once this week. Jeffery is a bareback bottom, and 3 martinis into the night of not, Matt knows that is not safe. And now he just heard that Jeffery has been getting fucked bareback in the bathhouse. And that Travis has been one of the guys breeding Jeffery. Matt wonders who else is cumming inside Jeffery. Matt gets hard while thinking about it. He wants to do that too in his fantasies. He is kind of appalled at himself for getting hard about promiscuous, unprotected sex. But, Matt thinks back to the conversation he had at the bar about the freewheeling sex of the 70s and 80s. Matt makes his decsion. Matt lifts his twinky, runners legs and slides his shorts off. He spreads his legs, grabs the lube, puts the lube on the bed near his ass, and strokes his cock. Travis and Jeffery watch Matt show them his very sexy naked body. Jeffery says, “Matt wants me to fuck him bareback don’t you? Took my load couple days ago right here bent over his desk, right Matt?” Mimicking Travis, who just called him a whore, Matt says, “Yeah. So hot.” Travis pulls a condom from his pocket, tosses it at them and says, “Matt if you are smart you’ll make him wear that.” Jeffery says, “Fuck off Travis. I'm fucking Matt bareback.” Matt nods and says, “Fuck me Jeffery.” Matt lifts his legs off the bed, spreads them and shows Jeffery his hole. Last thing Travis sees as he leaves Matt’s apartment is Jeffery sinking his bare cock into Matt and as Matt moans. Travis thinks Matt moans like a whore. Travis calls Matt a WHORE as the door closes behind him. Jeffery blows his load in Matt twice in the next hour. Partially turned on from tonight's sex, partially on a cock high, and partially because Matt is angry at Travis, Matt begs for Jeffery's cum both times.

An Accusation The day after Jeffrey fucked Matt is much like any other day. Matt gets up, goes for a run, and goes to work. Matt is really conflicted all day. Matt knows it was risky to let Jeffrey fuck him bareback and cum in his ass. Matt also knows how turned on he was when he let the other bottom cum inside him. Matt has been horny all day thinking about Jeffrey fucking him and breeding him. Matt looks over at his computer desk and remembers thinking that he should have made Jeffrey wear a condom. He knew Jeffrey hadn’t been tested in almost a year, but Matt gave it up bareback anyway. Matt feels his ass and strokes his cock as he remembers how it felt taking Jeffrey’s bare cock as it slipped in his ass. Matt knows he should be more careful, but it turns him on to get fucked bareback. Matt wonders if he should go get tested soon. He knows letting another bareback bottom cum inside him could mean he was exposed to HIV or other STIs. Matt keeps stroking his hard cock and slips a finger in his ass. He is jerking off wondering if he will let the next guy fuck him bareback too. Matt is thinking about who the next guy might be – Paul, a college boy, a friend, a guy from the bar, a guy in the park, a guy he meets online. It could be anyone. FUCK! Matt cums. He pulls his fingers from his ass, releases his cock, and hops in the shower to clean off. In the shower, Matt is feeling anxious – why was he so turned on by Jeffrey fucking him bareback? Why was he so ready to let other men fucking him without condoms? – he knows how risky it is. Then he thinks about how much better it feels when the cock is in him skin on skin; how much smoother the fuck is. He is getting hard again thinking about it. The buzzer rings! Matt curses. He is in the shower, wet with a hardon. He thinks, maybe its one of the college boys he’s been letting fuck his ass. Excited, Matt hops out of the shower, wraps a towel around his waist and pads carefully to the buzzer. The buzzer goes off again before Matt can reach it. He is jarred by the noise and answers before drying off completely. He is surprised. It is the police asking for him by name and asking to be let in. Matt is surprised and his mind floods with possibilities – is his family ok, did he do anything wrong, and his heart beats faster as his stomach drops. There is a serious knock on his door. Matt, still in only a towel, dripping wet, answers the door. There are two policemen – a younger man and a slightly older man both in police uniforms. Matt says hello but before he can say anything else the younger policeman interrupts him. He asks for Matt by name and Matt says it is him. The younger officer says they received complaints of illegal activities on the premises. Matt is stunned. Before he can ask which activities, the younger officer continues. Matt listens as the policeman says they received many complaints about Matt receiving guests at all hours of the night, doors slamming, buzzers, drunk and high people in the hallways and calling his name from outside, and other noise complaints from Matt’s apartment. All these complains lead the police to believe that Matt is dealing drugs. The policeman says that dealing drugs is illegal and there are serious consequences for this illegal activity. Matt is stunned into silence. The officers can see Matt’s surprise. Matt stammers, almost chokes out, a response that it is not true. Matt insists as best he can that it isn’t true – he doesn’t deal drugs. He doesn’t do anything of the kind. The younger officer looks angrier as Matt keeps talking. The older officer says, if Matt consents to have his apartment searched right now, that this can all be put to rest. Matt knows this sounds wrong – letting the police in his apartment - and that he shouldn’t do it; but he feels stunned. Matt’s mind also races – could there be anything in the apartment that can get him in trouble. Matt is a clean freak so he knows he hasn’t found anything since one of the college boys left a baggie of weed a few weeks ago that Matt gave to Paul. Matt remembers to ask for something, but he is so nervous he can’t remember what it is. Matt says, don’t you need a piece of paper or something to search the place? The senior officer smiles and says, we would need a warrant to search your apartment but only if you refuse a voluntary search. We can quickly set this business of illegal drugs aside if you agree to a let us do a search. Matt anxiously agrees. The older policeman uses his radio to call in saying Matt has agreed to a voluntary search. He looks at Matt and says, “Thank you for agreeing to this search. Let’s put this matter to rest.” Matt nods his head and steps aside. The senior officer goes over to Matt’s desk and searches his desk drawers, feels under the drawers, looks around the desk and in a few bags. The younger officer goes to Matt’s closet and searches every pocket, shoe, bag and box; searches the bed, under it, and in each item under the bed. The senior officer is now sitting in Matt’s desk chair watching his partner search. The senior officer is watching Matt too. Matt is still damp and in his towel. The senior officer feels certain that there are no drugs in this place. He knew pretty much as soon as he saw the anxious, clean cut twink shaking as he answered the door that there were no drugs here. The younger officer is thorough. If there are drugs here, he will find them. He is in the kitchen now, searching every box of food. The senior officer thinks this will take another 10 minutes or so because it is not easy to conceal much in cheap studios like this one. The senior officer has been stationed at this precinct twice in his career – once at the beginning of his career and after 5 years in a rougher part of the city he is glad to be back. He remembers when these buildings were a dump, but the gays moved in and turned the neighborhood around. “The gays,” how funny the senior officer thinks the term is since it applies to him. The senior officer is a good looking man in edging 40. His hairline is receding, he has a pleasant and athletic face, and a body of a man who continues to work out. The officer tried dating men his own age, but it is isn’t easy with so many men in his age group dying in the last decade or so. HIV has ravaged the community. Luckily for this officer, there is a new batch of gay boys in the neighborhood willing to give it up for a 9 inch cock. He loves how they squirm. The older officer is thinking of this as he reopens one of Matt’s desk drawers – he sees the lube on top, a couple toys, and underneath the lube and toys are variety of condoms. Out of instinct, he re-checks the trash can which has some papers and other items in it but no condom wrappers. The officer smiles. Almost every bottom the officer has fucked in the last 10 years has asked him to wear a condom. Recently though, a few of the young ones are less careful. He’s been able to dump his load in a few horny college boys in the last two years. The officer’s dick starts to plump as he remembers how good it feels to have a young ass wrapped on his cock without a barrier between them. The officer looks at Matt carefully again and thinks he has figured out Matt’s late night popularity. Matt looks scared and the officer thinks that while Matt isn’t stupid; he’s not exactly street smart either. He is sexy though – tight runners body, fresh haircut, clean shaved face, and the towel he is wearing doesn’t hide his tight, high ass. The officer is woken from his gaze by his partner saying that he is done searching the apartment. The officers stand together and thank Matt for his cooperation. The senior officer says, “Matt, thank you for letting us search the apartment. We did not find any drugs. However, can you explain all the late night activity to me?” Matt is anxious again, but he asks when the complaints happened. The younger officer pulls a notepad, flips a few flimsy pages and says, “The complaints began January and picked up in March and April.” At this point senior officer puts a hand up and says, “I have been doing this work for decades. This is a lively neighborhood. There are a dozen bars just a couple blocks away. This many and the variety of the complaints are not just a fun loving, young man enjoying life. What is going on in this apartment?” Matt bites his lip and rubs his sweaty hands on his legs. He decides a little bit of truth can’t hurt. “I’ve been exploring my freedom a bit too much I guess. I come from a conservative hometown and this community….well….uh…it’s given me a freedom. And….um…..I’ve met a lot of good guys.” Matt pauses. He looks at the officers, sees the older man looking back at him and there is a flicker of understanding on his face. Seeing that understanding on his face Matt continues, “And I have had guys back to my apartment to have sex. I hadn’t realized how noisy we were downstairs or in the hallways. I apologize for the noise in the public areas. I guess I also hadn’t realized how often it was happening. It doesn’t feel that often when you are doing it.” The officers look at each other, step back, and the senior officer says something to the junior officer. The younger officer nods and turns to Matt saying, “Thank you for letting us do the search.” The younger officer turns and leaves the apartment. The remaining officer asks Matt to sit down. The policeman sits back down at Matt’s desk. Matt sits on the bed facing Mr. Donald. Matt is nervous and wonders why the policeman is still in his apartment. He starts explaining more about the noise. The officer is almost going to let the nervous twink keep babbling, but he has heard enough. The sexy boy is just having a slut phase. However, the officer can’t help himself. He wants to let the sexy twink squirm a bit and wants to test his hunch about Matt. He opens the desk drawer with the condoms, toys, and lube and says, “Matt for a guy having sex with a lot of guys, your story isn’t adding up. The most recent noise complaints were from last night. I see lube, unopened condoms, and toys here; but I don’t see any used condoms in the garbage. Even if you flushed the condoms, there would be opened condom wrappers in the garbage can. If your story was true, wouldn’t there be at least a few open condom wrappers around?” Matt blushes deep red. He is so embarrassed. He looks down at his hands and says, “Not if we didn’t use condoms. That’s why there aren’t any open condom wrappers in the garbage.” Matt doesn’t see the officer’s smile. The officer now tests the hunch that Matt is a bottom boy. While feigning concern, he asks, “Matt are you telling me that you let men fuck you bareback?” Matt says, “Yes.” The officer’s cock plumps almost all the way hearing the shy affirmative response. The officer moves from the desk chair and sits next to Matt on the bed. He says, “Matt, I’m going to say a few things to you. I’ve been around a long time. As a top, I totally understand. It feels so much better when a bottom lets me slip in him bareback. I just haven’t done it very often because so many people have gotten sick.” Matt feels the officer’s arm on his bare shoulder and hears the non-judgmental honest words. Still embarrassed Matt offers, “I was always so careful, but then one night I went home with a guy, and it just slipped in bareback. We should have stopped and used a condom, but I was drunk, and it felt so amazing that I told the guy to keep fucking me. I tried for a while to use condoms, but it just feels so much better bareback that it’s hard to resist.” Matt is getting really turned on telling the story. The officer rubs Matt’s shoulder as he listens to him. He says, “You know it isn’t safe for you right? As the bottom it is riskier for you to get fucked bareback than it is for the top fucking you bareback. Are you doing this with one man or with a few?” Matt sheepishly looks at the policeman, who is looking at him with genuine concern and Matt responds, “I have done it with a few guys. But I try to only take it bareback from guys who show me their test results.” The officer rubs Matt’s bare shoulders and says, “You’re right Matt. It is hard to resist. I like it when a bottom lets his inhibitions go and gives in to a bareback fuck. I get so turned on when that happens. Too bad more bottoms aren’t like you.” Matt looks at the policeman and sees the understanding, but also sees something else – a hunger. He knows that look. This officer wants him. Matt spreads his legs a bit and says, “Is it slutty of me to let guys fuck me bareback?” The officer sees the twink is now in heat, he slides his hand up Matt’s thigh and leans in to kiss him. Matt kisses the man back and feels his body under the uniform shirt. Matt feels himself laying back on the bed and the other man on top of him as they make out. The officer rubs his 9” cock on Matt’s bulge. He looks down at the twink and Matt unwraps the towel. The policeman gets up, starts taking off his shirt and says, “We gotta be quick.” Matt strokes his hard cock as he lays naked on his bed. He grabs the lube from the drawer, leaving the condoms still unopened and unused. Matt hands officer the lube and sits back on the bed. The officer applies the lube to his 9” cock. Matt sees how big it is and can’t wait to have that cock inside him. The officer pushes Matt back on the bed and lifts his legs. Matt watches as the big cock lines up to his ass. His new top expertly dribbles more lube on Matt’s hole. Matt wonders when the policeman was last tested. He has been so good about asking guys – until last night. But as the cock slides inside Matt’s ass; he forgets all about his question. Matt moans and adjusts as the cock invades his unprotected ass. The policeman comes in for a kiss and asks, “Do you let guys cum in your ass?” Matt’s ass is spreading for this man’s cock. Matt knows almost nothing about this man. Matt admits, “Yes, I love when men cum in me.” The policeman kisses Matt aggressively and starts sliding his cock back out. “Oh fuck that feels good,” Matt says as the cock slides back in his ass. Matt is loving how this cock is opening him up. He is moaning as the policeman rests his cock in Matt’s ass. Matt feels the cock pull out and slide back in. It feels so good bareback. The officer can’t resist playing with the twink’s mind and he says, “You don’t know me. You should really be asking me to wear one of the condoms in your drawer.” Matt keeps moaning and says, “I don’t want to use a condom.” The officer says, “Good bottom boy” and starts picking up the pace of his fuck. He says, “You ass feels so good. I am going to breed you soon.” Matt says, “Fuck yeah.” The policeman picks up the pace of the fuck some more, knowing he needs to hurry. This twink could be his son and he’s giving up his ass bareback; practically begging for it bareback. The officer smiles again at Matt and says, “Beg for my load.” Matt looks up at the man he just met less than an hour ago and says, “Breed me. Cum in my ass. I want your load. Please cum in me.” The policeman grabs Matt’s body, holds on tight and his cock explodes inside Matt’s unprotected ass. After a minute to catch his breath, the officer pulls his cock out of Matt’s ass. He slaps Matt’s ass and goes to the bathroom to clean up. When he comes out, Matt is still naked stroking his cock lightly. The officer gets dressed and says, “You can get fucked all you want. Take as much cum as you want. Just be discreet and not so noisy.” Matt says, “You have a great cock. I hope we can fuck again.” The policeman smiles at Matt and says, “You are a sexy slut. I bet if I got hard again right now, you’d ride my cock and milk another load out of me.” Matt gets off the bed and says, “Yup.” He rubs the man’s cock through his pants. The officer gently removes Matt’s hand and says, “Naughty twink.” He kisses Matt and says, “I have to go.” The police officer leaves Matt’s apartment. Matt realizes that he never asked the police officer whether he was positive or negative. Matt has always asked men that question before. Matt is stroking his hard cock thinking about the unknown load in his unprotected ass. As he does, his phone rings and it is one of his friends calling about the police car outside his apartment. Matt tells him about the search and drug dealing accusation. As Matt absentmindedly rubs his fingers on his freshly fucked ass, he tells his friend it was just a big misunderstanding and he worked it out with the police.

Paul's Continuing Seduction, Matt at the Bar Matt is out for a run. It’s a hot day. He’s wearing running shorts and his sneakers. He is running past one of the gay bars when he hears his name. It’s Travis roommate, Paul, calling him. Matt slows down and leans in the window of the bar to say hi. The roommate invites him in. Matt demurs – no ID, just wearing shorts, etc. Roommate says he looks fuckable. Matt laughs and says thanks. They chat another minute before Matt takes off to finish his run. During his run, Matt remembers how good Paul’s long dick feels fucking his ass, how Paul likes to see Matt take his load after Paul has been fucking other guys, and Paul likes to watch Matt get fucked by other guys. It’s been just over two weeks since Matt took 6 loads from four guys in Travis and Paul’s apartment. Travis asked Matt to get tested after that night because Matt’s been getting barebacked a lot. Matt went to the clinic with Travis the next day and then both got tested. After they got tested, on the sidewalk outside the clinic, Travis also told Matt he wanted to take a break from seeing each other. Matt has been in a funk since Travis broke it off. Matt got his results a yesterday – negative. He hasn’t been fucked since he got tested because he and Travis had broken off and Matt knows, like all young guys raised in this era, not to put other guys at risk by fucking around before getting the results back. Thinking of Paul’s cock got Matt hard during his run which was difficult. He stopped to stretch and think of other things. He stretched his calves and hamstrings, and when his dick softened, Matt took off again for home. Matt decided to head out to the bar and meet up with Paul. He quickened his pace on the journey home. Matt showered and cleaned out. Matt was definitely hoping to get fucked tonight, so he didn’t eat at the house – probably get some fries at the bar. Matt slipped on clean running shorts, jock strap, and a tight tee shirt. He looked in the mirror and decided to do one last thing – he pulled open the side seem of the old running shorts so they showed more skin. Matt looked again – not obviously slutty, but just enough skin at the seem so anyone paying close attention could see almost all of Matt’s bare leg up to the waistband. Matt smiled – I’m definitely getting fucked tonight. He grabbed his ID, some cash, and his keys – which barely fit in the pocket of these shorts – and headed out. As Matt arrived at the bar where he saw the roommate earlier, he saw the gay men’s health clinic folks were set up inside handing out condoms, lube, safe sex info, and getting folks to sign up for appointments. Matt saw the guys he had interacted with on his trips to the clinic. He blushed. They said hi and gave Matt a packet of condoms and lube. When Matt showed his ID, he got a wristband and noticed other guys had black X’s on their hands. Matt asked a bouncer he knows what was up – bouncer said it is an 18+ night because there is a drag show and the health clinic thing tonight. Black X means no alcohol. Wristband means your old enough. Matt joked and said, “Old enough to what?” The bouncer smiled and said, “To get the ass fucked off you” and he swatted Matt’s pert ass. The bouncer says, “Seriously though, everyone in here is over 18 tonight. No jailbait in here. We card hard tonight for this event. The clinic is a great resource, but on night’s like this it can make our jobs harder.” He hugs Matt and says, “You do look fuckable tonight. When was your last test? I know you aren’t perfect about condom usage.” Matt laughs remembering the night the bouncer and his friend bred Matt after the bar closed. Matt says, “This week. Negative.” Bouncer kisses Matt on the check and moves on to checking the next ID. The bar is crowded. Matt got the special - a long island iced tea, hoping to catch up to Paul who had been drinking for two hours already, and looked around for Paul. Paul bumped into Matt on his way to the bar, pointed to the table and asked Matt if he wanted another. Matt said yes. Matt went to the table. He introduced himself and realized that all the other guys had black X on their hands. Being 22, almost 23 now, he did feel older than these guys but not by much. Paul comes back with drinks. They are all laughing and joking. Matt feels the guys flirting with him and he flirts back. The conversation turns to the gay men’s health clinic – has everyone signed up to be tested, been before, been tested, etc. The guys are all talking about their experiences, etc. All the guys have their safe sex packets of condoms and lube on the table. The drag show starts and guys turn their attention to the show. Matt is drinking his second drink when he feels a hand rubbing his side. He sees Paul negotiating the open seem on Matt’s shorts. He slides his hand up and inside. He whispers, “A jockstrap. Nice. You looking to get fucked tonight?” Matt leans in and says, “Are we going to use one of the condoms in these packets?" Paul smiles at Matt. Matt stands off his stool and positions himself so he is between Paul’s legs. Paul slips both hands inside Matt’s shorts. Paul starts rubbing Matt’s ass and hole under his shorts. Matt moans slightly. The other guys at the table notice. They can see Paul’s hands under Matt’s shorts. Matt reaches for a safety packet on the table, fumbles but gets the lube packet out successfully. He hands it to Paul. Paul takes it from Matt. Matt spreads his legs some and leans on the table as if he is watching the drag show. Carefully so not to be seen by the entire bar, Paul puts some on his fingers and rubs it on Matt’s hole. Paul slides a finger into Matt’s hole. Matt pushes back taking most of Paul’s finger in the first push. Paul fingers Matt while the performers sing. The MC comes on and says, “Taking a short break. Back in 10 minutes.” Then laughs, grabs the mic again and says, “More like 20 minutes. Beauty takes time sluts.” The undergrads at the table with Paul are no longer watching the stage and are watching Matt get fingered in the bar by Paul. Paul now has two fingers in Matt and he asks Matt, “Who is the biggest slut at this table?” Matt looks back at Paul and says, “You.” Paul rubs a third finger on the outside of Matt’s hole, two other fingers in his hole rubbing the inside of his ass and Paul asks again, “I have two fingers in your ass in the middle of the bar. Who is the bigger slut?” Matt says, “I’m the bigger slut.” Paul says, “How long has it been since you got fucked?” Matt says, “Couple weeks.” Paul says, “When my roommate and I and three college boys fucked you silly?” Matt feels Paul’s fingers rubbing the inside of his ass slowly and it feels so good. Matt doesn’t want Paul to stop. Matt says, “Only two of those college guys fucked me. You and Travis turned out the other one.” Paul chuckles, “Your right Matt; you only got fucked by 4 guys that night.” One of the under 21 guys at the table says, “Wow. You got fucked by 4 guys in one night. You are a slut.” He laughs, so do the other guys Matt just met. Matt says, “Don’t knock it til you try it.” They all laugh, even Paul. Paul now pulls his fingers out of Matt’s ass. He says, “Gotta go get cleaned up. Another round?” Matt agrees to a third long island. While Paul is gone, one of the under 21s face lit up and said, “Wait a second. Are you the guy that slept with Tyler, Jason and Dave?” Matt honestly doesn’t know. He blushes a bit and looks at the guy who asked and says, “I don’t remember their names.” The guys all laugh good natured laughs. The guy who asked says, “Tyler is a blonde guy, thin, good looking, about 5’9”, a twink. I guess Dave looks almost the same. Jason has black hair, a nice ass, and has more muscle than Tyler and Dave.” Matt, hoping to end the interrogation before it gets too detailed, says, “That sounds right. That’s probably them. Nice guys. It was a fun night.” The guy questioning persists, “Tyler says they walked in on you riding Paul’s roommate’s dick and watching him cum inside you. Tyler says he thought you and the other guy were dating until Paul fucked you in front of them in the kitchen. Then it kind of turned into an orgy.” Matt blushes deeply hearing the story told to him by someone who wasn't there. Before he can answer, the MC is back on and Paul is back with the third long island. Matt finishes the second drink and switches to the third. Paul leans in and softly says, “Sorry. Your ass feels great. My fingers were starting to get messy with the lube and your wet ass. I hope you kept the guys entertained.” Matt leans back against Paul’s chest and whispers in his ear, “They know the guys who we fucked around with last week.” Paul rubs Matts back and says, “Don’t worry Matt. You were a slut before they knew you. You’d already let me finger you in the bar in front of them tonight. I think they thought you were slutty before they put two and two together. Paul puts his arm around Matt's shoulders, leans in to his ear and says, "And I like you slutty.” Matt is quiet, somewhat watching the drag show, but also absorbing what Paul said. Matt is clearly upset at the situation. He excuses himself for a bit and goes to the bathroom. There is a small line. While in line, Matt is thinking about his life and the sex he’s been having. In the last 7 months, he’s been fucked bareback by 40-50 guys, most of whom he hasn’t seen more than once. Matt loves the sex. He feels that he’s starting to be judged for barebacking though – Alexander and his friends avoid Matt and call him a slut; he’s been caught getting fucked bareback by his friends; Chris (the law student) isn’t returning calls; he’s been scolded in his city’s AOL m4m chatroom for taking it bareback; and at least three groups of guys have watched him get fucked bareback. Matt drinks his drink. This is not a very big city. Matt thinks he must be getting a reputation as a bareback bottom. Matt is worried. He knows that bareback bottoms get treated like sluts. Tops are considered studs; but, the “bottoms are too slutty to know better.” That’s what guys think. Matt really wants a boyfriend and he’s worried that no one wants to date the guy that everyone has cum in. He doesn’t want to be known as a cum dumpster. Matt drinks some more. The sex is fantastic. Matt loves getting fucked bare. It makes him hard thinking about it. He is dressed to get fucked tonight and wasn't imagining using a condom when we got fucked tonight. He is struggling because he wants someone to breed him tonight, but he also wants someone to want to date him. Matt is confused. Amidst the mental confusion, Matt hears a voice behind him say, “You’ve got a great ass.” Matt turns around. It’s John, the guy with the 9”cock that Matt took home from the bar last year - Geek chic’s best friend. Matt giving it up bare to “Geek chic” started this slide into sluttiness. Matt says hi and looks past him to see if John’s boyfriend or “Geek chic” are with him. Matt says, “Alone tonight?” John says, “Yes. Came out after I got drinks with work friends.” John reaches out to touch Matt’s bare arm and says, “You look good.” Matt says, “Thanks. I was just thinking about you.” John puts both hands on Matt’s waist and says, “Oh yeah. What about?” Matt looks around to see if anyone can hear them, leans into John and says in his ear the truth, “How I gave it up bareback so easily when you fucked me. How slutty that was of me. But also how good it felt.” Matt looks into John’s face searching for a recognition of the internal conflict Matt feels. John smiles at Matt and says, “Oh yeah. I remember that too. Also remember you telling me how much better it felt taking cock raw.” As John says this, his fingers find the split seem in Matt’s shorts. John’s hands slide inside his shorts onto his bare ass. John says, “Jockstrap. That’s hot.” Matt allows himself to lean into John. John kisses him. John’s hands play with Matt’s ass and find his hole as they kiss. The bathroom door opens. Matt is next in line. John guides Matt into the bathroom, closes the door, and says, “I am going to fuck you. Get your clothes off.” Matt drops his tank top on the sink, lowers his shorts and jock to the floor and bends over the sink. John pulls out his cock and rubs it on Matt’s hole. He says, “You have lube on your ass.” Matt smiles at John through the mirror’s reflection and says, “Long story. Did you get one of those safe sex packets tonight?” John says, “Yeah. Why? Are you going to ask me to put on a condom this time?” Matt says, “No. Just use more lube. You have a big dick. I’m going to need it.” John says, “Fuck yeah.” John opens the lube packet and rubs some on his dick. Matt feels the big head push at his hole. He moans remembering how good John’s dick felt in him last time. Matt groans and says, “Fuck me. We need to be quick.” John puts one hand over Matt’s mouth and his other hand guides his bare cock into Matt’s pre-lubed ass. Matt groans loudly into John’s hand as his cock slides almost all the way inside his ass. Matt moves John’s hand and says, “Give me a second to adjust. You are so big.” Matt puts John’s hand back over his mouth. Less than a minute later, Matt slides back on John’s cock until he can feel balls on his ass. Matt feels impaled on John’s cock. John starts to rock back and forth into Matt’s unprotected ass. The rocking becomes slow short strokes, then slow long strokes. Matt’s ass accommodates the invading cock and Matt moans appreciatively. John starts to pull his cock almost all the way out and jam it back in. He does this a few times. John says, “My raw cock looks so good fucking your ass. It’s so hot.” Matt looks in the mirror at the reflection of John fucking him. John’s clothes are mostly still on. Matt is naked except for his shoes and is bent over the sink. Matt hasn’t seen John in months but John’s bare cock is in Matt’s hole. Matt moans and strokes his cock as he watches this hot image in the mirror. John is fucking him faster now. Matt is moaning into John’s hand. John says, “Fuck you have such a great ass. If my boyfriend had an ass like this, I wouldn’t be balls deep in you right now.” Matt pushes his ass back to meet John’s thrusts now. Matt turns his head and says, “Are you going to cum in my ass?” John says, “Fuck yes slut. You want my load deep in your sweet boy cunt don’t you?” John says, “Breed me please. I want it.” John is looking down at this hot 22 year old twink with a runner’s body and an amazing ass. Matt is naked for him, bent over the sink in a bar bathroom, taking his raw cock. This twink’s ass opened for John’s cock so easily but the ass is still so tight. John wants to roar as he breeds his slutty boy. He wants the world to know he’s marking territory. John remembers that he is in a bar bathroom. Instead of screaming as he cums in Matt, John bends over his back and bites down on Matt’s shoulder, grabs Matt’s hips, jams his cock in a few more times and cums in Matt’s ass. Matt is cumming on the floor as John cums in his ass and bites his shoulder. John is still bent over Matt and Matt is still full of John’s large cock. John’s hand no longer covering Matt’s mouth, Matt’s groan as John removes his cock from Matt’s ass is loud. As John’s cock comes free, cum slides out of Matt’s ass with it. John cleans the lube, cum and ass off his cock. Matt cleans his ass, but leaves the rest of the cum inside. John asks for Matt’s jockstrap. Matt says, “A trophy?” John says, “Payment for services rendered.” Matt laughs out loud, remembering John works in finance. Matt hands him the jockstrap and pulls on his shorts and tank top. The whole fuck took less than 5 minutes from Matt bending over the sink to taking John’s load. They leave the bathroom. Guys in line look annoyed. Matt blushes a bit. John isn’t phased. Matt says, “Now I can’t sit down.” John says, “Yeah I have a big dick.” Matt chuckles and says, “Yeah, but I meant I can’t sit down in these shorts while I’m going commando. Everyone will see my goods.” John says, “Isn’t that the point of this sexy outfit. To get guys to notice you and fuck you. Sit on a bar stool and let everyone see.” John kisses Matt, thanks him for the fuck and heads out. Matt goes back to Paul’s table and sits on a bar stool.

All straight married men who aren't satisfied at home should cheat. I'm not satisfied only fucking the wife a few times a month but it doesn't bother me much since I regularly seed the throats of faggots. I never miss an opportunity to cheat dump my load down a faggot's throat. See pic bellow.

Many years ago, a man picked me up took me to his home and fucked me on the kitchen table. After a while I noticed his teenage son watching. The father then said that when he's through the boy would practice on me. It was Fucking HOT.

Once I entered the house, I rushed up to the bathroom and bushed my teeth, I could still taste his ass and smell it on me. He was sweaty, not a bad smell but I was done with it. I washed my face and took a shower. Once clean I went back to bed and tried to get some sleep. I only had two hours of uninterrupted sleep before Marty woke me. I looked up and Marty was standing there with a young guy. I was startled but Marty said, when you wake up a little more come over to my room. I woke up and walked into Marty’s room and they were both jacking off watching some bi porn. It as a site, there was Marty on the bed with his big dick out and this tall sandy blond dude with an even bigger dick. Marty motioned me in, I came over and got between his legs and began sucking his dick. Marty let me suck him for a few minutes and then he said, show my friend same what a good cock sucker you are. I moved over and began to suck hid big dick, he never looked at me. This tall dude at least 6’4 lean with an eight pack, ten inches cut and big balls that hung low. I heard Marty call him Sam. Sam said nothing to me but commented on the chick in the film as I serviced his cock. Marty would hold my head down to take all of Sam. I worked his dick till he was moaning, he finally spoke to me as he pulled me off his dick and said, you are the girl in the porn. She was riding a big dick while she sucked another guy's cock. I got up, Marty got some lube and Sam moved so I could ride his dick while he watched the porn. I lubed up that big dick and sat on it, it slid in slowly. I pounced up and down a few times before Marty fed me his cock. His dick felt amazing, and I rode him for five minutes then he grabbed my hips and started to pump my hole with his big dick. I sucked Marty, he must have been turned on because he shot his wad down my throat in ten minutes and then left the room. Same pulled me up and off his dick, turned me around so I was facing the tv with my ass and legs off the bed and he slide back in me and fucked me for ten more minutes before he shot inside me. He pulled out without a word and went and got in the shower and cleaned off. I went to my room out the hallway door. Sam left without a word, I had to jack off because fuck that was so hot. He had to be straight and horny. Both Marty and I were turned on by this hot young straight dude. I showered and headed downstairs for a bite. Marty asked me if I liked that straight dick, I told him he was hot as fuck. Yea, he can fuck me anytime. Marty said, good, he will be back tonight around ten. I just smiled; he thought your pussy felt good. His girlfriend is out of town for a week, and he promised he would not fuck another girl, so you are helping him out. Marty asked if I liked being used like a piece of meat, I told him I was not sure at first but yea, I really do like it. Good, he said. I knew you were a service slut the first time I met you, you have proven me right every day since I moved in. Such a good little slut. Now go get ready, you have a couple tops to serve before ten tonight. Marty drove me around to three guys homes and I would go in and service them for an hour or two and then Marty would pick me up. One guy gave me twenty bucks, the other two fifty-dollar bills when I left. I had three loads in my ass when I made it home at 8 PM and knew that hottie was coming at ten. I showered and got ready, it was much the same as the first time, this time he had the lights off as he fucked my hole and watched the video. Never saying a word but giving a huge grunt when he came inside me. Then off to the shower and he left. Marty had me set up for him each time he would come over. This week, I serviced cock during the day and Sam at night. On the fifth night, Sam got me ready but this time he got on the bed and had me crawl onto his dick. This was the first time he was inside my ass; he began to fuck me while I watched a women get double penetrated by two guys. Same walked in and lubed up his dick and pressed it against my hole. It took him a couple times, but he finally got inside me, and he fucked me for twenty minutes while I moaned and whimpered. He called me a cum whore bitch and fucked me hard and then he shot his load inside me. Sam pulled out and showered and I had expected Marty to pull out, but he kept fucking me. I heard Same leave out my bedroom, Marty fucked me for twenty minutes and shot his load inside me. I would learn later that Marty was positive, that would be my first positive load in my negative hole. I also later learned that Marty was not on any meds and love to poz up young hole. He had tried to refrain from taking my ass, but he could not help it. He blamed it on Sam since Sam wanted to double penetrate me. There we were, Marty fucking me all night and by morning he had given me five loads plus Sam’s huge load. Now that I had taken poz loads, Marty changed my ads and posted one. This is the new ad he posted on one of the sites. Auctioning off young negative bottom for conversion, he just turned 18, never on PreP. How much will you pay to have him for a night? For a week this post was up with my pics. There was a guy who offered $20,000 for my unprotected hole. Marty made the arrangements for this coming Friday to give my neg hole to the guys and his friends. I was totally clueless; I had secretly fallen in love with Marty. I would do anything for him. Sam came back for one more night and he wanted to Double Penetrate me again, and Marty again used my hole all night as we made out. I thought Sam was hot, but I had longed for Marty to make love to me. I really had it bad for him, and I was so relieved that he finally wanted me. We fell asleep together in his room and he fucked me again in the morning blowing his load deep inside me. Then at breakfast he said, you have some hot get togethers coming up. He could tell I was not excited about it anymore, I just wanted him. He rubbed my chest and told me, babe, just do it for me. I smiled at him and agreed. There were many other guys that Marty pimped me out for money too. Friday was here, I cleaned up after school, Marty dropped me off at this big home on a lake. I went up to the door and rang the bell and a tall skinny guy came to the door. He put out his hand and said, you must be Ben, fuck you are cuter than your pics. He was okay looking; Sam and Marty were hotter. He grabbed my hand and lead me to the living room. H asked me if I wanted a drink, I said sure and he brought me a sweet drink, it had alcohol in it, I drink it all and I was soon buzzed as fuck. He He brought me another one, I drink half of it, and I was drunk by now. He came over and started touching me all over, then he made out with me. He was a really good kisser, I have to say. He slowly undressed me until I was in my jock, then he undressed in front of me. Although he was average looking, he was impressive everywhere else. Tight body and abs, he also had a huge uncut dick. He was suddenly more attractive. I kept looking at his hot body and beautiful dick. He grabbed my chin and lifted my head, leaned in and kissed me. Then he said, I will be right back. He brought out a test, I asked him what it was, and he said, I need to know you are clean boy. This is an HIV test. Until he had mentioned it, I had never thought about it. He swabbed my upper gum, then moved it around in my mouth and said, that will take a few minutes. How about you suck my big dick while we wait. I opened my mouth and swallowed his cock, sucking him for twenty plus minutes till my jaw was sore. He said good boy, your results are in. You are indeed negative so we can finally fuck, I only fuck neg boys, just had to check you up to make sure. That all seemed strange to me, but I was not all worked up and feeling the buzz, he led me to his bedroom. It was beautiful, a huge bed in all white sheets and mirrors on the walls and ceiling. It was like being at a carnival, I could see him and myself at every angle. I was making me a little dizzy with all I drank, Rick the host guided me into bed, he laid me on my back and kissed my body all over and sucked my cock. It felt so good. He kept saying, you taste so good, so pure. He kissed me all over, sucked my dick and worked my cock and balls till I shot a load in his mouth. He swallowed it and told me how hot it tasted. He leaned down to kiss me but before he did, he said, I love young pure cum. Taste so good, want to taste it? He pressed his libs against mine and we made out. I tasted my cum and he was right, I tasted good. He had me suck his cock but would not cum and over the next couple hours he edged and tasted me and made me cum, three time before he put me ass up and ate my hole, then lubed up his big cock and my hole and slide his cock in me. Fucked me hard and steady and shot his load inside me ten minutes later. That was the first of five loads he gave me. He did not suck my cock again; I did cum three more times while he fucked me. He held me through the night and fucked me three more times before sending me home. I told him I would like to see him again, but he just said, you will boy. You will. I left feeling hot, no one had ever made me cum like that, I wanted to have him do it again. I headed back to Marty in the uber the guy had called for me and got a text in the car from my Arab uber driver he needed my ass. I asked the uber driver to change my address, he knew the area and it was on the way, so he dropped me off early. I want back to the guy's apartment, and he was ready dick out sitting there and I sucked his big cock for five minute he pulled my head up and positioned me on his bed and fucked my ass for twenty minutes and shot his load inside me. He got up and said, whore get dressed and go home. I am done with you for now. The uber driver was hot as a fuck but he treated me like I was just a piece of meat. I like it but not as much as the guy who had just fucked me. He made me feel like I was something special and he waited to take my ass and give me his cum. When I think about him, I get hard. Hard like when I think about Marty or Sam. I made my way back to the house, crashed into bed and rubbed one out thinking about the hot night I had.

Jason "Welcome to the family lover." I can't get over that in the last few days so much has happened a lot of it the stuff of nightmares but I'm so happy at this moment. Quinn seems to fit in well with everyone and Tim and Laura both seem to have accepted our relationship. Quinn's mom seems to be out of the picture as it seems is the man that rapped him. Hopefully things will settle down for a while and we can just enjoy getting to know each other better. Holding Quinn's gaze I gently kiss is swollen lips. "Today we're taking the day off. Sorry Tim not going into work today I'm spending the day with Quinn." Looking at Quinn I say "and we really need to get you some clothes hon. I know you don't feel like going out but we do need to get you a few things to wear. "That's fine I'll put it down as a family emergency. Wish I could take the day off as well but I have to settle some things with John but after that I think I'm going to take off early myself." "By settle things with John I hope you mean as in hand him his walking papers" Laura states. "I've never been fond of him but he is Missy's husband so I never said anything...till now." "I know, I've never really liked him either but he was good at his job." Quinn turns his head but doesn't release his hold around my waist. "Is this something I should know about?" We all look back and forth between each other and then back to Quinn, trying to figure out just what to say. "Well I'll take that as a yes. Who's John and how does hit fit in with me?" I tighten my hold on Quinn "seems John is a former customer of your mothers, and knows you better then I like." "Oh." and Quinn starts to blush and I can tell he's feeling embarrassed and probably doing the whole self defacing thing in his head. I pull away from him and turn him to face me dead on. "There is nothing for you to be upset over. You didn't choose that remember? Your mother made you and I've told you and I think everyone here will agree that doesn't make you who you are now." Laura walks over to his and she places her hands on his shoulders. "Quinn you've proven to me in just the few hours that I've gotten to know you that you deserve so much better then what you've had to deal with and I'm not just saying that because your Jason's lover. Actually I'm saying that in spite of that" and she winks at me. "John is married to a dear friend of mine and choose to cheat on her with you while they are married and she is pregnant with his child. So the point is not that he was with you but that he was with anyone while Missy needed him. He is also an opportunist that will do anything that he feels will get him ahead despite how it may hurt others. I will not have that kind of sleaze ball around my girls when they start to work there, nor will I have him bothering Jason at work or you for that matter should you decide you'd like to work there. You are literally family" and she turns her face to grin at Tim, "so there will always be a job for you should you need." Quinn turns around and looks at Laura, then puts his arms around her and hugs her "thank you so much." "You're very welcome. Now it's getting late and Tim needs to get work, but I do believe someone mentioned shopping! Why don't I drop by the house clean up and meet you boys at the Lincoln Park outlets. Oh and we can hit Akira while we're in the area." Tim starts to grin "your in for it now" he chuckles "you might have to expand your house to make room for the clothes." Quinn is looking really uncomfortable "ahh Target is fine really." Tim chuckles evilly "My young man your lucky Laura didn't burn your clothes at the hospital. Your in for a ride on the wildest shopping roller coaster that ever existed. My only advice is to get used to nodding your head yes and trying on LOTS of clothes." Laura spins around and smacks Tim in the arm, "I'm not that bad!" "Oh, shall we dig out the bank statements for Isabel's last birthday?" Laura just smiles "Ok yeah I am that bad." She turns back to Quinn "I know this is a bit over whelming but I love to shop and you really do need some better clothing so let me have my fun, please?" Quinn smiles and looks at Tim "Manipulative isn't she?" Before Tim can respond Laura says "Of course that's why I always get my way." "Ahem." I break in. Ahh love just what was the word you just said?" "Manipulative?" "Yes, that one, and just what does that mean?" "Its kind of influencing people to do or get what you want, right? Why?" "I don't think stupid people use words like that how about you guys? Ever heard of stupid people using big words like that?" Quinn pushes me gently and says "Ok ok I get it." Laura and Tim both look askance at me. "Quinn keeps insisting that he's stupid and I've been proving to him he's anything but." Tim looks at Quinn "Bud I'm really sorry I didn't help you out sooner but let me tell you I've been watching you and Jason and Jason's been telling me how you've been doing with your studies and I have to agree with him. Your NOT stupid." Laura jumps in "you remember our talk last night how you kept connecting the dots before I could finish what I was saying and I kept telling Jason he was going to have problems keeping up with you? That wasn't flattery. I was teasing Jason about his intelligence, which in my estimation has gone up since he fell in love with you" and she winks at us. "But you picked up on pretty much everything very quickly. I'll also be up front with you if I thought you were stupid family or not I wouldn't have offered you a job with the business or at least not in the position I have in mind for you but that's later. Now lets go shopping!" Quinn turns back to me and snuggles up against my chest "I love you, don't ever forget that." "OH trust me I wont, and I love you right back" and I kiss the top of his head. "OK so where set" Laura says. "I'll meet you guys in an hour at our place and we'll take the SUV." Tim chuckles at the look on my face. "The SUV Laura? Really?" Laura rubs her hands together gleefully. "OH yes this is going to be fun." I groan and stage whisper to Quinn "Quick have a relapse, pass out, fake a concussion or something or we're doomed." Tim starts laughing "Yes I think I might actually enjoy having to work today." "Hey Tim, I don't think I have any time available to take off right? You really need me in the office right?" "Ha not on your life, maybe next time you wont mention shopping where Laura can hear it, as it is your all on your own." "You guys are just awful." "Ok you guys get out. Quinn and I'll will catch up with you at the house Laura." I release Quinn and walk over to Laura and slip my arm around her waist and walk her over to Tim. I slip my other arm around his waist pull them both to me in a hug, which they return. "I love you guys so much and thank you for everything." Tim just grins at me and Laura rubs my arm "Anytime Bud" Laura leans forward and kisses my check and then grabs Tim's arm. "Ok see you guys in about an hour" and then they are out the door. I turn to Quinn and he's standing there staring at me. "You guys were all just joking around right?" "Wishful thinking hon." "Really? We're taking an SUV to go shopping for me?! "Afraid so." Quinn looks like he's about to run for it. "Hey baby come here." I take Quinn into my arms. He feels so good there, I don't think I'll ever get tired of holding him. The way he fits so perfectly in my arms and against my body. "Laura is a shop-a-holic and she is about to have a field day. In fact I'm sure she had a mini orgasm when she heard I needed to take you shopping." Quinn giggles and then gets serious. "Jason is it ok? I mean I don't have any way to pay for anything. We could go back to the trailer and I've got some clothes there that are just fine." "Baby we are never setting foot in that place again EVER! Not to mention the fact Laura would have both our asses if we stood her up. Baby its all fine. None of us are poor in fact Tim and Laura have more then enough money. This shopping trip wont even put a scratch in their bank account, both of them come from very wealthy families. They also pay me very well so trust me you don't need to stress over this. Just relax and let Laura pamper you, but I will say if you start to feel bad just say the word and we'll head out. You've had a very rough few days and if we need to we can cut this trip short and not even Laura will stop me from calling it quits. You good with that?" "Yeah I think I can handle that." "Ok then lets get something to eat and head over to Tim and Laura's." "Is there any soup left? That would be perfect if its alright." "Of course its alright hon, and yes have a seat and I'll warm some up for you. I think I'll just chow down on some left over's myself." I heat us both up leftovers and then put everything away. As I'm putting things away Quinn gets up and starts washing dishes. I join him at the sink and as he finishes washing his bowl I take it and rinse it as he starts on my plate. Its all done quickly and smoothly like we've done this hundreds of times before instead of for the first time. Everything just seems to click with Quinn around like its meant to be. He finishes washing the last of the silverware and hands it to me. As I'm rinsing is off, he moves behind me and slides his arms around my chest resting his face against my back. I rise off the suds and put the utensils in the dish strainer and put my hands behind my back and hug him to me. "You feel really good love. I really like how you feel against me." Quinn straightens up and bit and I can feel his hard cock pushing against my ass. "Hmm and that feels very good." "Really? Do you think, I mean can I..ah maybe tonight?" and I can feel his flushing through my shirt. "Are you asking if you can fuck me tonight?" as I grind my ass into his hard cock. "Yes," he says so softly I can barely hear him. "On one condition" I say as I turn around and pull our hips tighter together and rub my hard rod against his "you keep the jock on." "OH hell yeah!" and I can feel his cock jerk at the thought. "Now lets get going before Laura sends the "boys" after us." "Boys?" "Yeah they're called 'Daddy's boys' but I'll explain later for now lets just get going." We put on our shoes, grab our jackets and head out the door. The day is bright but chill. Feels like it might snow tonight. I push the button on my key and unlock all the doors and as I get in I ask Quinn, "Hon do you know how to drive?" "No we never had a car and Dina wouldn't sign the permission slip for me to take the class." "Well guess that's another thing to add to the list of stuff we need to do. You're going to need to learn to drive so if you to get some where you can just take the car" I say as I pull out of the drive way and head to Tim's. "I can take the bus." "Hon bus takes way to long if you're in a hurry and besides you can chauffeur me around from time to time." "OH I thought we were going clothes shopping for me not getting you a wheelchair...old man." "Hmm old man huh? Will see who gets wore out first tonight then" and I grin evilly at him. "Hmm now that sounds fun." And then Quinn reaches down and palms the front of his pants. Then he surprises me by sliding down the front of sweats exposing his jock encased cock. I can the skin through the laces and his cock pushes against them. I'm trying to keep my eyes on the road but Quinn's cock is like a magnet drawing my eyes. Quinn then slides his hand into the top of the jock and I can see him wrap it around his cock. He looks over at me and smiles. "Like what you see?" "OH FUCK YES!" Then he pulls his hand out and pulls the front of his pants back up. "Maybe if your good I'll let you see more later" and he just grins at me. "Oh your a cock tease." "Yep, but just for you" and he leans over and kisses my check. "Jason, can I ask you something?" "Of course love" "Is it ok for me to do things like that?" "Oh hell yeah its ok for you to do things like that as long as they're directed at me and not anyone else." "I'd never do that to anyone else Jason. I only want to do those things to you but I don't want you to think.. its from...well you know." "Sweetheart from what little you've told me I don't think when you did work for your mother you ever did anything even remotely like that to the other guys." "It's kind of funny that everyone thinks that is what whores do but in reality most guys really don't want that. They just want you to blow them and then bend over. They are paying to blow their wad not to be teased and played with." "Quinn my idea of a relationship is constant flirting, teasing, touching, kissing and just enjoying being together. Not sure if you've noticed but I kind of like touching you and you touching me back." Quinn grins "nope never noticed just like I have no clue how much you like to kiss me." "OH yeah I'm sure you have no clue" I grin back. "You know what else I'm not sure about?" "No clue what's that?" Quinn leans over and breaths in my ear "I have no idea how much you like to slide your hard, thick, precum facet of a cock deep into my ass and blow your load deep into my guts" and then he licks my ear." "OH fuck Quinn your going to get us killed you keep doing that to me", I'm having a hell of a time trying to adjust my cock and drive at the same time. He laughs "Ok I'll behave. You know I've never been in a relationship and everything you've said you like is what I've dreamed one would be like. I can't seem to get enough of touching you and most the time I just want to curl up into you and forget the rest of the world." I get my cock adjusted and then lay my arm across the top of the seat and allow my hand to rest on the back of Quinn's headrest so that I can run my fingers through his hair. He just leans back into it. Then he reaches across and lays his hand on my thigh and looks at me asking silently if its alright. I smile at him and the rest of the drive to Tim's house is quiet as we both relax just being at peace with the world. Tim and Laura live about 35 min outside the city and fortunately there's very little traffic out this way. Pulling up to the gate I punch in the number code and wait for the gate to slide open. The gate smoothly rolls open and I drive in. The driveway is lined with old willow's and curves up to a 3 story house that stretches over 6000 sq feet complete with pool, basement, bar-b-Que bit big enough to feed a dozen armies and a horse shoe pit. Glancing over at Quinn he looks like a fish out of water. His mouth is wide open and his eyes look like their going to pop out of his head. "They live HERE! "Yep this is where your dad and half sisters live. So let them spoil you and it would probably be best that if you meet your sisters you don't let them know your related. At least not till Laura and Tim give us the go ahead on that." "Yeah I can see that. Jason can you stop for a second please?" "Sure hon, you okay?" "Actually no I'm not" and he sounds angry. "What's up love" "I'm kind of feeling conflicted right now." "OH!" and it dawns on me that this just might have been a very bad idea. "You need to talk hon?" "No, yes, I mean I don't want to but I don't think, ..I need to yell or scream or hit something. I mean how could he leave me like that! He knew what was happening to me, he could have saved me. He could have..he could, why didn't he HELP ME! Quinn is rocking back and forth in his seat. He has his hands around his waist and his face is beat red. Suddenly he lashes out and he's pounding his fist on the dash board. "He has this perfect house, perfect wife, perfect job, fucking perfect daughters, and I wasn't good enough to help! Am I so awful that he couldn't do anything to help me! His own goddamned son!" and Quinn is screaming now. "Quinn, baby look at me." Quinn turns to me "Don't tell me he had his reasons!" "I wont. I'm not going to excuse or justify anything but I do want you to take a deep breath and just let yourself 'feel'" Quinn gives me a puzzled look "You are in every way entitled to these feeling and they are very valid feelings and I want you to sit back and let them wash over and through you till you can get through them and think rationally about them. Take as long as you need, if we have to sit here all day that's just fine but you need to work through this. Now take a deep breath and let it out slowly." Quinn sits there for a minute like he's going to argue with me and then takes a deep shuddering breath and lets it out slowly. "Again" Quinn takes another breath and lets it out. "Now keep doing that while I tell you a story. Now I want to make this clear I do not know how you feel. I can empathize and assume I know how you feel but I don't know exactly how you feel. But I can tell you about something that happened to me that allows me to share some of the feelings you do. Are you ok with that? Quinn nods as he continues breathing. Suddenly my phone ding's to announce a text. "Ok hold that thought." Pulling my phone out of my pocket I have a text from Laura Why are you stopped in the middle of the drive is everything ok? NO! Major crisis do NOT come out right now. Abandonment issues! "Ok when I was younger I already knew I was gay and most of the kids knew I was different. Most of them would make fun of me and pick on me but not like what you went through. This was a private school so I have to many physical problems but that didn't stop them from sneering at me and making life difficult. Well one day I mean this guy. He was very attractive, nice and didn't pick on me. In fact he stood up for me and became my best friend. We became inseparable and I feel in love. We got into high school and we went through our experimental stage and my best friend became my lover. He dated others and I tried to but I really didn't want anyone but Tim. I would have done anything for him. When we got to college he met and fell in love with a Laura. I wanted to hate her, I did hate her for a while. How dare she come in and take the man that had been my best friend and lover for so many years. Two things made me fall in love with her as well. The day after Tim proposed to Laura he called me over to his apartment. When I got there he told me the 'Good New' I felt like the world had ended. As I was leaving Tim pulled me in for one last 'lovers kiss'. Neither of us knew it but Laura had just drive up and saw it all. I left the apartment in a haze. I don't even know where I was going but at one point I couldn't walk any more and sat down and cried my broken heart out. It was so unfair. I spent years loving this man and he just dumped me for some bitch. And if you tell Laura I called her that she'll just say she's earned that title." Quinn gives a half smile and goes back to breathing but I can tell some of the anger has left him as I tell him about my past. So there I was wishing I was dying and Laura comes up behind me ready to crucify me and you know what? She took one look at me and instead of yelling at me for kissing her boyfriend she says she is so sorry and hugs me." "And this has exactly what to do with how I feel" I can hear the anger returning to Quinn's voice. "Almost there love, honest. Trust me I'm getting there." My phone dings again OH fuck! That's putting it mildly. Now let me take care of this if I can. "So now I can't even hate Laura. I've lost my love and I have to endure watching the two love birds while I want the ground to swallow me up. Laura did try to keep it under wraps and not rub my face in it. So after a while I figured I needed to move on and try to find someone else. I fooled around with a couple of guys then I met Tony. I thought Tony could be the one to replace Tim. He was great in bed and made me forget about Tim when we had sex. I thought I could learn to love him like I did Tim. Then I got sick. Really sick. Tony took care of me for the first three days then he left me. I found a note when I went to go throw up in the bathroom telling me I needed to go get an HIV test. I was throwing up, had a fever, chills the whole bit...and it was all Tim's fault." When I say this Quinn's face hits the floor. "I blamed Tim. If he hadn't left me I would never have gotten sick, I wouldn't have tried to replace him. He knew how I felt about him. He could have saved me from getting HIV all he had to do was just love me like I loved him. I even called him to tell him that but Laura answered the phone. I was half delirious with a favor and probably wasn't making much sense but Laura came over and took care of me. So I may not know exactly how you feel but I do understand it. But let me give you some food for thought." I turn to face him, "if things had gone differently then I wouldn't be sitting here with the young man that I really am in love with. I can tell you that as much as I was in love with Tim and how I wanted the world to end when he left me, if you left me or something was to happen to you then the world would end for me. In the short amount of time that I've known you my world would quite literally end without you in it. If Tim had taken care of you, and raised you here I would never have gotten to be in love with you. I would have been 'Uncle Jason' and I would be living quietly as a hermit like I was before you came into my life. So yes it sucked and it wasn't fair and it was just down right fucking wrong, but out of the fucked up mess came the one man that I love more then anything else in this world. So I can't tell you to forgive him for what he did but I hope you'll forgive me when I say I'm so glad he left you with that bitch of a mother other wise I would never be able to do this. I lean forward and take Quinn's face into my hands and draw him to me and tenderly kiss his lips pouring every ounce of love I have into it. At first he tightens up in resistance and then he relaxes and his hands release themselves from his waist and slide up my arms to rest in my hair as he returns me kiss. "I love you so much" I mumble into the kiss. I feel hot tears dripping onto my face mixing with my own. "I love you too." He pulls his lips back but presses his forehead to mine. "I guess he'll just have to make it up to me by buying me expensive clothes." "That's my boy. Now lets go collect on that debt ok? And two things, lets try to have a good time today and always always remember, I will always be here for you and I love you so very very much!"