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Yesterday I was needing cock and cum bad. So I went to my usual spots Grindr, bbrts, looking for some men to flood my hole. I found a guy on Grindr 5’ 8” 190lbs of muscle and a nice 8” cock with a curve to the left. I was at work when we started talking but made plans to meet afterwards which he didn’t mind since he wanted to fuck me after he went to the gym. He got to my place around 5:30 in a tank top and a tent in his gym shorts. We made out as he guided me to the couch and pushed my head to his musty crotch. I only got to blow him a few minutes before he pulled me up and positioned me on the couch and rammed his cock inside me. It was a little painful but luckily I loosened and lubed a bit before he got there. After about 5 minutes he says he’s cumming but he doesn’t stop fucking. About another 10-15 minutes goes by and again he says he’s cumming and he repeated the process 4 times. He had said the gym made him super horny and clearly wasn’t lying lol. After his 5th load he finally started to get soft and slid out my super wet hole, each load was clearly a decent size cuz it started dripping down my leg as I led him out. All in all it was just what I was needing a hot guy, multiple loads and all in about an hour’s worth of time

Jason’s thumb swiped absently across the screen of his phone, the glow of the hookup app casting a faint blue light on his face. It was a Friday night, and the apartment was quiet, too quiet for his liking. Jimmy, his roommate, was out—something about a late shift at the bar—leaving Jason to his own devices. He scrolled through profiles, his eyes glazing over the usual array of gym selfies and vague bios. Then, a face caught his attention. Dan. Early 30s, clean-cut, with a smile that hinted at something wilder beneath the surface. Jason’s pulse quickened as he read the bio: “Bareback only. Love taking cum. No strings, just fun.” Perfect. He swiped right without hesitation, his heart pounding with anticipation. The match was instant, and Jason’s fingers flew across the screen as he typed out a message. “Hey, you free tonight? I’m hosting.” The response came within seconds, a simple “On my way” that sent a jolt of excitement through him. Jason set his phone down, standing up to pace the living room. The apartment was a mess—clothes strewn across the couch, dishes in the sink—but he didn’t care. This wasn’t about impressing Dan; it was about what was about to happen. The buzzer rang, and Jason’s breath hitched. He smoothed his hair, took a deep breath, and pressed the intercom. “Third floor,” he said, his voice steady despite the thrill coursing through him. Moments later, the door opened, and Dan stepped inside. He was even better in person—broad shoulders, sharp jawline, and eyes that locked onto Jason’s with an intensity that made his stomach flip. “Hey,” Dan said, his voice low and smooth. “You must be Jason.” “Yeah, come on in.” Jason stepped aside, gesturing for Dan to enter. The apartment felt smaller with Dan in it, the air charged with unspoken desire. “Want a drink or something?” Dan shook his head, his gaze roaming over Jason’s body. “Let’s skip the small talk. I’m here for one thing.” Jason smirked, feeling a surge of dominance. “Follow me.” He led Dan down the narrow hallway to his bedroom, the anticipation building with every step. The room was dimly lit, the curtains drawn to block out the city lights. Jason turned to face Dan, his heart racing as he took in the man before him. “Strip,” he commanded, his voice firm but laced with desire. Dan’s lips curled into a smirk as he began to undress, his movements deliberate and confident. His shirt came off first, revealing a lean, muscular torso. Jason’s eyes trailed down, taking in the defined abs and the faint trail of hair leading downward. Dan’s jeans followed, pooling at his feet, leaving him in nothing but his boxers. Jason’s breath quickened as he stepped closer, his hands itching to touch. “You too,” Dan said, his voice husky. Jason obeyed, peeling off his own shirt and jeans, revealing the biohazard tattoo on his hip—a reminder of his love for risk. Dan’s eyes widened, his gaze lingering on the ink before meeting Jason’s eyes again. Jason made a mental note of his interest. Jason shivered at the touch, his desire spiking. “Get on the bed,” he ordered, his voice rough with need. Dan complied, lying back on the bed and spreading his legs slightly, his boxers tented with anticipation. Jason’s eyes darkened as he approached, his hands moving to grip Dan’s hips. He growled, leaning down to press a kiss to Dan’s stomach. Dan let out a soft groan, his hands tangling in Jason’s hair as he pulled him closer. “Do what you want with me,” he whispered, his voice trembling with desire. Jason’s lips curved into a wicked smile as he trailed kisses down Dan’s body, his tongue flicking over the sensitive skin of his inner thighs. Dan’s breath hitched, his body arching off the bed as Jason’s mouth hovered over his cock. But Jason had other plans. He pressed a kiss to Dan’s thigh before moving lower, his tongue tracing the curve of Dan’s ass. “Fuck,” Dan gasped, his hands gripping the sheets as Jason’s mouth made contact with his hole. Jason took his time, his tongue circling, probing, savoring the taste of Dan’s skin. He moaned against the tight entrance, his hands gripping Dan’s hips as he deepened the contact, his tongue pushing inside. Dan’s body trembled, his cock leaking pre-cum as he surrendered to the pleasure. “Jason… fuck me,” Dan pleaded, his voice desperate. Jason pulled away, his eyes locking onto Dan’s as he reached for the lube on the nightstand. He coated his fingers, his gaze never leaving Dan’s as he pressed a digit inside, prepping him slowly. Dan’s breath came in sharp gasps, his body tightening around Jason’s finger as he added a second, stretching him further. He tossed Dan a bottle of poppers and Dan huffed. “Ready for me?” Jason asked, his voice thick with desire. Dan nodded, his eyes glazed with need. “Fuck me. Bareback. Just like you wanted.” Jason’s cock twitched at the words, his hand wrapping around it as he positioned himself at Dan’s entrance. He thrust forward, sinking into the tight heat with a groan, his eyes rolling back at the sensation. Dan’s body clenched around him, his mouth falling open in a silent cry as Jason began to move, his hips snapping in a steady rhythm. “Fuck, you feel so good,” Jason growled, his hands gripping Dan’s hips as he pounded into him. Dan’s breath came in short, sharp bursts, his cock throbbing between them as Jason fucked him with relentless intensity. Jason leaned down, pressing a kiss to Dan’s shoulder as he changed angles, hitting a spot deep inside that had Dan crying out. “Harder,” Dan demanded, his hands gripping Jason’s shoulders. Jason obliged, his thrusts becoming more urgent, more primal. The bed creaked beneath them, the sound of skin slapping against skin filling the room. Jason’s breath came in ragged gasps, his body slick with sweat as he fucked Dan with abandon. As they moved, the missionary position allowing their bodies to press together, a sound from the living room made them pause. Jason froze, his heart pounding as he listened to the faint noise of the front door opening. “What was that?” Dan asked, his voice tight with tension. Jason smirked, his hand tangling in Dan’s hair as he pulled him closer. “Just my roommate Jimmy getting home. Don’t worry, he won’t interrupt us.” Dan’s eyes widened, but he nodded, his body relaxing as Jason resumed his thrusts. The knowledge that they were being watched—or could be—only added to the thrill. Jason’s hips snapped harder, his cock throbbing as he felt his release building. “I’m close,” Dan gasped, his hand wrapping around his own cock as he stroked himself in time with Jason’s thrusts. "Me too," said Jason. Then he stared deep into Dan's eyes and let pulses of cum loose deep in Dan's cunt. “Cum for me,” Jason commanded, his voice hoarse with need. “Fill your hand with your cum while I’m still inside you.” Dan’s body tensed, his mouth falling open in a silent cry as he obeyed, his cock pulsing as he came, ropes of cum spilling over his hand. Jason’s eyes darkened, his own release crashing over him as he thrust deep, his cock twitching as he filled Dan with his seed. “Fuck,” Jason groaned, his forehead pressing against Dan’s as he rode out his orgasm. They lay there for a moment, their breaths syncing as they came down from the high. Jason pulled out slowly, his cock slipping from Dan’s body with a wet sound. Dan let out a soft sigh, his hand still gripping his spent cock as he looked up at Jason with a satisfied smile. “That was… incredible,” Dan murmured, his voice laced with awe. Jason smirked, leaning down to press a kiss to Dan’s lips. “Glad you enjoyed it.” They dressed in silence, the tension between them still palpable as they made their way to the kitchen. Jimmy was there, lounging shirtless on a stool, his eyes narrowing as he took in Dan’s disheveled appearance. “Hey,” Jason said, his voice casual as he introduced them. “Jimmy, this is Dan. Dan, Jimmy.” Jimmy’s gaze lingered on Dan, his lips curling into a smirk. “Nice to meet you,” he said, his tone laced with underlying intent. Dan nodded, his eyes flicking between Jason and Jimmy as he sensed the unspoken dynamic between them. “Likewise,” he replied, his voice steady despite the tension in the air. Jason stepped closer to Jimmy, his hand resting on his roommate’s shoulder in a silent claim. “Dan was just leaving,” he said, his voice firm. Dan nodded, his eyes meeting Jason’s for a brief moment before he turned to leave. The door closed behind him, the sound echoing in the sudden silence. Jimmy turned to Jason, his smirk widening. “He’s a looker. PrEP slut?” Jason’s lips curved into a wicked smile as he leaned in, his voice low. “For now. I think he could be our next project.” Jimmy’s eyes darkened, his hand reaching out to grip Jason’s hip. “Now you’re talking,” he murmured, his voice thick with promise.

Tag would remember the night that had just transpired for the rest of his life. Every part of him was still buzzing as he smiled at Tom in the drivers seat. “Are we really doing this?” ”Absolutely. You and me forever. That’s what I want.” Tom reached his hand to Tag and Tag took it. TEN HOURS EARLIER: The four men stumbled into Colin’s impressive bachelor pad as he opened the door. All of them in good spirits and all of them anxiously anticipating the night of debauchery to come. Colin led them to the living room which was already set up with a sling in case he got lucky that evening. Just how lucky he would get, even he hadn’t known. He went to the safe and got out the favors and watched as the boys eyed them like kios in a candy shoppe. He chuckled. “Make yourselves at home, I’m going to prepare the drinks for us” He said shaking a bottle of G and disappearing into the kitchen. The three younger set about tasks. Well, Griff and Tom did. Griff started packing the bong with T and Griff set about prepping rigs. Meanwhile Tag looked on in overwhelm, quite sure he was In over his head but eager to become even more entangled and to fully commit to this. To them. Tom caught his eye and gave him a small reassuring nod and a smile and mouthed “I love you” and Tag felt butterflies. Everything that he’d experienced in the car with Tom had shifted the axis of his world. One moment they were having a fun night of experimenting, the next they were making commitments to each other and planning a way to be together. It was all he wanted now. Griff’s voice calling his name brought him back to reality. He was being signaled to join griff on the couch. Once there, Griff lit up the bong and smoked then shot gunned Tag before handing the bong to him. After a few back and forth this was they were buzzing and Tom, having completed the slam preps joined in each time the shotgunning grew into making out and groping between the three of them a little more. Tags head was swimming and he was so turned on he didn’t hear Colin reenter the room until the older man slipped his arms around him and drew him flush against his front. “You having fun” he whispered in Tag’s ear and Tag just looked back at him smiling in acknowledgement before becoming trapped in Colin’s kiss. Colin’s hand found it’s way down the back of Tags waistband and directly to Tags still greased hole, fingers plunging in. “Mmmm. Your cunt is nice and ready, huh boy?” ”oh yes!” Tag demurred before Colin’s finger pulled abruptly out leaving tag whimpering until Colin put an end to the noise by bringing the fingers to Tag’s mouth to suck. The other two boys were loving this show as they felt themselves and each other, blew some clouds and took in every moment. “Time for a toast” Colin said removing his fingers from Tags mouth and gesturing to the four cups of G laced juice. “To corrupting young tag, to reunions and beginnings” Colin toasted giving a meaningful look Griffs way. They all quickly drank down the bitter liquid followed by chasers. “Let’s get more comfortable” Tom suggested stripping down to his underwear. The others all followed suit. They sat around chatting, blowing clouds and shooting the shit as the g kicked in and Tag thought. “If this is what it means to be a Pig, I want to be one forever” end of part 6 part 7 to come very shortly

Two hours after the boys left the room to get some rest, Andy was still jerking off to the porn and fingering his hole. He couldn’t sleep even if he wanted to. He felt like he was in heat and even though he had not wanted the 3 men to violate him, he missed their touch, their mouths, and their big dicks. He felt so empty without anyone inside of him. He just continued to dial into the porn playing. It finally dawned on him that the amateur porn playing was of the 3 men smashing twinks like him. The thought of it just made his hole tighten and his balls tingle. Klein came into the room in a quiet manner. Andy caught him in his gaze and stared at him longingly. Klein walked up to the teen’s ear K: I can set you free if you want. But you have to follow me and do exactly what I tell you to. Do you understand? Andy was just coherent enough to understand what he was saying; even if it sounded warped to his fucked up mind. He still understood and nodded. A: … free … K: yeah, free little bro. but we have to do it now while the others are busy. Okay? Andy nodded in agreement. Klein undid the restraints and let the twink loose. K: okay now we have to sneak into the kitchen so we can get to my van in the garage. Okay? Cool, let’s go Andy hand went to his hard dick and tried to cover it up. K: Don’t worry about that. There is no time to get your clothes. We got to go now! Klein grabbed the twink by the hand and started maneuvering through the hallway. They made it through the kitchen. Klein quietly opened the kitchen door to the garage and they both went through. Andy stared and tried to focus, still in the mental fog. They stood beside white van with blacked out windows. Klein opened the back door of the van and pushed the twink inside. There was a plaid blanket all sprawled out. It felt soft against the teen’s soft body. K: okay. Stay back here while I drive us to safety, okay? There is cooler in there with you. Feel free to drink anything. You must be thirsty after all of that. Klein shut the van doors. Luckily there were faint lights decorating the inside of the van so Andy could see a little. He found the cooler and picked out a Gatorade. Not paying any attention to the broken seal top, Andy began to drink it down. He laid on the blanket and didn’t even realize he was drinking with one hand and jerking off with another. Klein jumped into the driver seat and laughed to himself. Oh he’s thirsty alright. Thirsty for more dick. Klein hit the garage door opener and drove out onto the street. He drove around without any mention as to where they were going. Not that Andy even thought to ask in his drug induced mental fog. He just knew he was being rescued from the bad guys. Rescued like a damsel in distress. They drove for a short time. Andy had no idea of time right now, so he couldn’t tell how long they had been driving. Klein pulls in somewhere. It’s hard to see anything out of the windows. All the twink knows is that they have stopped. He hears a garage door closing. Klein opened the back door of the van and helps Andy out. He hands Andy a pair of underwear. K: okay put these on. It was the only things I could grab before we left. Andy did as he was instructed. The chems in his system kept him from fully realizing he had just put on a jockstrap. The jockstrap barely contained his erect cock. His head peaked up at the top. K: And these. Klein handed him a pair of grey sweatpants to go over. Andy put them on without protest. K: sorry no top. But that’s okay. You’ll have all the tops you can handle. Yeah, I can tell the Gatorade is hitting you good. But we have to hurry. Follow me. Klein grabbed the teen who was still trying to process what was just said to him. It’s like he knew the sounds but not the words. They went through a door that led them into a kitchen and then a living room. They went down some stairs into a basement. When they came in, every man in the room darted their attention toward the intruders. Klein pulled Andy to a desk on the left side of the room. Klein starts talking to a white man there. He seems to be the one in charge. K: Told you he was worth the wait. He’s almost ready to go again. Man: He looks a little young. Are you sure he’s 18? Klein pulls out an ID and shows it to the man. K: Yep there it is, 18 yrs old. And smooth as can be. Man: Perfect. Just perfect. I’ll see to it that you get the correct finders fee. Andy was eyeing the room, trying to take it all in. There was at least three men in the room in addition to Klein and the man he was talking to. Klein and the man were dressed normally. The other three men were Latinos, all shirtless and wearing grey sweatpants. All of them seemed to be a little hard without any underwear because their hard-ons were straining against the sweatpants material. Andy became transfixed on the semi-erect dicks around him. He totally missed the evil smirks they were giving each other. Klein pulled Andy over to the desk and the man in charge. K: Okay Andy, this is Mr. Pink. He’s like a doctor. He’s going to help you out after all that you just experienced. It’s a safe place here. Mr.P. : Yes, we can definitely help you with what you are going through. I just need to you to sign this paper here. It’s a just normal paperwork. A standard contract for my line of work. Klein pushes a pen into the teen’s hand and places it at the signature line. The teen scribbles his John Handcock and stares back at Klein. A: Thank you for helping me. K: oh no, thank you sweet thing. I’ll wait here for a while to watch you start your treatment. He starts rubbing his dick through his pants while saying that. Mr.P.: here Andy, come this way to this comfortable chair. Andy wobbly walks over to a chair with an arm rest on both sides. He sits down and starts falling into the seat. Mr.P. : Okay, we are going to start with giving you some medication to calm you down. In fact we’ll give you a double dose. Mr. Pink walks away and comes back with two syringes and two tourniquets. He hands them to two of the men in the background who walks up and takes one set each. Andy’s attention is on the bulge in the grey sweatpants right smack in front of him. He doesn’t even notice that both men are tying his arm off. All he sees is big semi-hard dicks bouncing around. Andy’s mouth starts to water. He also notices that each of the Latino men have tattoos (presumingly) of their last names. One on his left had Rodriguez across his chest, one to his right had Mendoza on his back, and the one to the side had Tapia in the middle of a sleave on the right arm. Both men around the twink insert their syringe, register, and push the drug into Andy’s arms. At the same time, Mr. Pink and Tapia pull out handheld cameras and start recording. Right on queue, the tourniquets were released and Andy has a coughing fit. The 2 men at his sides raise his arms above his head. It takes a minute or two for Andy to catch his breath. Almost immediately, he is filled with this urgent need for dick – in his mouth, in his ass, everywhere. His body is tingling all over but especially his dick and hole. A: OH Fuck! Oh! Wow! Fuck! The men get closer to Andy and their hands start going all over his body. Rodriguez is in the front of the teen and plays with his nipples – making the teen moan. He goes in for a make out kiss and Andy kisses back. Mendoza is behind the teen and has his hands at the teens waist and digs under the sweatpants to feel a bare ass. He yanks down Andy’s sweatpants revealing the twink in the jockstrap. Andy kicks off the sweatpants from his feet. The two men backup slightly so that the camera gets a good visual of the twink in the jockstrap. They get both angles, the back showing off a nice round Asian bubble butt perfectly framed in the jock. The other getting the view of his front, paying special attention to his hard 5 inch dick still poking up at the top of the underwear. Rodriguez puts hands on Andy and pushes him down to his knees. MrP .: Hey Andy, pull their pants down. We know you wanna see what they’re packing. Andy grunts in agreement. He pulls the sweatpants down from Mendoza, revealing his 9 inch dick. Andy wraps his hand around the piece of meat. It’s thick enough that his fingers don’t completely go round the dick. With his free hand, Andy pulls on Rodriguez’s sweatpants. His dick almost slaps the bottom in the face. It’s about 7.5 but thicker than Mendoza. Andy puts one dick in his mouth and jerks the other off. The teen switches back and forth. He builds up some good saliva on both dicks. Tapia drops his pants and gets closer to the action. He flashes his dick at the teen, whom takes the third man’s dick in his mouth. This third dick is 10 inches and the thickest of the three. Tapia gets a good first person view on his camera. T: oh damn, he’s taking half of me in his mouth already. Are we sure this guy was a virgin before tonight? He’s sucking pretty good. M: Yeah, suck those dicks, fuckin bitch. Mr. Pink is filming from behind the teen. Zooming in on the luscious ass in the jock. Rodriguez gets behind the teen and pulls him up so he’s standing. He pushes his torso back down so he can continue to suck dick. Meanwhile, Rodriguez falls to his knees and dives his tongue into the teen’s ass. Moans escape the bottom as he sucks Tapia’s and Mendoza’s dicks like a fish sucking in water. Andy is getting his throat filled while his ass is being tongued open. Andy is moving his body as he is on overload due to the rimming. When Rodriguez gets the hole sufficiently wet, he stands up and pulls the jockstrap down, freeing the teens hard-on. Mendoza walks over the a couch and sits on the edge of the seat. M: Alright little whore, come sit down on this. Andy stops sucking Tapia and walks over to Mendoza. He straddles Mendoza (face to face) and begins to lower himself onto the brown dick. It was some time since last time he was fucked, so his hole was loser than normal but still pretty tight. The head pops into Andy starts moaning again. He continues to lower himself and is able to get the whole thing in one continuous push. He bottoms out and maneuvers his legs so to get the best bounce. The little whore in training begins to fuck himself on the man’s dick. Mendoza pulls the bottom’s body closer to his face and nibbles on the teen’s nipples. He reaches down the teen’s front and rubs the smaller dick. With all this stimuli, the teen is speeding up and throwing himself down on the dick. Mendoza squeezes the teen’s dick which causes him to pause mid ride. Mendoza takes the opportunity to thrust upward and fuck the twink. The room is filled with the sound of balls slapping the boy’s body. This all builds up to the man digging deep into the boy’s hole and shooting his load deep in the boy. Both cameras capture he event from different angles. Mr. Pink had the back view of the ass bouncing. He was perfectly in position to capture Mendoza lifting the twink off his dick. The head pops out and cum starts dripping for the teen hole. Rodriguez grabs the teen next. He faces the teen toward the couch and bends him over the arm rest. The teen is standing but is jiving like crazy from all the T in his veins. He’s calm enough or Rodriguez to push his dick in with little to no resistance. He pushes in balls deep and feels the teen’s warm insides squeeze his dick. He grabs the teen by the waist and starts piston fucking the poor boy. Noises could be heard from the boy but no legible words. Mendoza pulled up to the boy’s face with a bottle of poppers. He instructs the bottom to inhale when commanded, one in each nostril. He orders him to take 4 strong inhales. Andy does as he is told and gets light headed. His hole relaxes and Rodriguez takes full advantage digging deeper with each thrust. Mr. Pink is filming the whole shot from the side angle of Rodriguez smashing as hard as he can muster. Tapia is filming the scene from the front – facing their faces. The boy could be seen facing the camera. His hard little dick bouncing with each thrust, covered in glistening precum. They film this position for quite a while in different angles. The best shots are when there is a close up of the bottom’s face looking flushed and with his eyes rolling back. Rodriguez pulls almost completely out with just his head in the hole. He shoots his load – four spurts inside the boy and then pushes back in to the hilt. He continues to fuck him for a minute, spreading the load throughout his insides. He pulls out and walks away. Andy’s legs are buckling a bit so they have him sit on the couch. They have him sit toward the edge and then pull up his legs to his ears. This shows off his hole and the cum leaking from it. Mr. Pink goes in for a close up of the used hole. While filming, he uses his finger to push some of the escaping cum back into the hole. This makes Andy start moaning again. Mr. P. : oh you dirty whore, letting that man juice escape your boy hole. You like that? You like me playing with your hole? A: ohhhh yeh … more Mr. P. : yeah? More what? A: Coooooock. More cock. Mr. Pink pushes in two fingers into the bottom. After a few thrusts, he adds a third finger. Andy releases a few grunts. He’s such a sweaty mess from the two fuckings, his face is glowing. He is wearing a huge smile on his face. T: okay, my turn to fill the twink. Tapia hands the camera off to Mendoza. Tapia jerks his dick a few strokes and takes is place in front of the folded bottom. He spits on the cummy hole and grabs the boy’s ankles above his head with his left hand. With his right, he aims his thick 10 inch dick at the boy hole. He waits for the camera to be on his dick and then slowly pushes into the teen. A: ooohhhhh myyyy gaah T: Yeah, take this big dick little bitch. Tapia slowly pushes the entire length of his dick into the Asian twink. He reaches the furthest into the boy. He throbs his dick inside the hole, making the bottom make more sounds. He starts long dicking the teen. The whining to go slower fall on deaf ears. Tapia is pulling all the way out and pushing right back in. Each time he slides into the bottom, he pushes harder to get in faster. He builds up to a fast rhythm. Noises of the bottom fill the room as he gets louder. Tapia releases the boy’s ankles and the legs fall down and go around the top. They wrap around him pulling him in further. Mr. Pink is getting this shot from the top. He can see the big dick disappearing into the bottom. He can see the bottom digging his hands into the couch in pleasure. After a while of this position, he gets the money shot of twink cumming on himself without touching himself. The bottom shot 6 spurts leaving a glistening trail from his smooth chest down to his smooth cock and balls. Mendoza caught the cum shot from the side view. From that angle, you could see the dick twitching just before his balls pulled up and shot his load. Tapia had paused his thrusting after the twink came to let him enjoy the moment and let the camera capture his moment of ecstasy. Just as Andy’s breathing calmed down, Tapia resumed his hard fucking into the bottom. Whines came from Andy as his ass was attacked once more. Looking down at the bottom that just shot all over himself, It didn’t take long for Tapia to blow his load. When Tapia pulled out of Andy’s hole, his dick was covered in frothy cum. Without any prompting, Andy went to work licking all the cum off of the brown dick. When he was finished, Tapia picked the teen up and placed him back in the slamming chair. Andy was exhausted from all the fucking and yet still yearned for more. The three Latino men were sitting down on the couch and the atmosphere felt like the event was over. He was still jiving and twitchy but relaxed the only way a good cumshot can relax you. From the corner of the room with the desk, Klein stood there clapping. K: Fucking great job Andy. That's gonna make a great video and make a pretty penny. Especially once you've filmed the encore.

Mistaken Identity Chapter 1 – Two Brothers Nate always worshipped his older brother Alan. The two were inseparable growing up. They were close in age, being just 1 year apart. They looked exactly alike and were often mistaken as twins. They were both 5’ 11, dirty blonde, blue eyed, with a swimmer’s build. They were each other’s best friend and were each other’s confidant. Everything seemed to change once Alan turned 18, started college, and started hanging with a completely different scene of people. Alan started to feel distant to Nate. Alan had become secretive and would spend most of his time away from his brother and other family. Nate had assumed this was a result of his older brother coming out as gay. Or rather trying to stay in the closet to the family. He had told his brother that he was gay years ago and Nate took the news quite well. They were unsure how the rest of the family would take the news, so they kept it to themselves. This had previously help strengthen their relationship. Nate was unsure why his older brother was keeping him at such a distance. This distance grew as they aged to the point that Nate had turned 18 and Alan was now 19. They both lived at home but Alan never seemed to have time for Nate anymore. Nate had decided to play detective and spy on his older brother. He would steal glances at text messages when he could and linger just out of sight to listen to pieces of conversations. He heard a lot about partying and assumed that his brother had new friends that drank all the time. He even caught a message on his brother’s phone talking about a party coming up that coming weekend. He looked over from behind his brother and caught the response. Alan had responded that it was a perfect weekend because his parents were going to be out of town for the whole week so they would have plenty of time to recover. The weekend came and Mom and Dad left Alan in charge of the house. They said their goodbyes and took off to the airport. Alan turned to his younger brother. A: I am going to take off in a while. Nate you’re old enough to take care of yourself for a few days. I trust you. I’m probably not coming home so you’ll be on your own for the weekend. I’m gonna spend the night with the guys. N: Oh, a party or something? A: Yeah, you can say that. N: I like parties. Can I come with you? A: Ahh, well. I don’t think it’s really your scene. N: You know I’m ok with dudes with dudes. That’s not my thing but being around gay guys doesn’t matter to me. A: That’s not what I meant. It’s just not that place to bring your little brother along. Maybe next time, bro. He set his phone down absent mindedly and left to his bathroom to go shower. Alan disappeared and Nate could hear the shower start. He knew he had a few minutes before his brother got out of the shower. Nate picked up his brother’s phone and unlocked the screen. He looked at the last couple text messages. There was a time and an address to meet up at. Nate thought this must be where the party is gonna be at? Maybe he should crash the party to see what all the fuss was about. Nate placed the phone back where he had picked it up. He had a plan set in his mind that he would show up at this party and mingle with some of the guys to show his brother that he was cool enough for his friends. He would show up early before his brother was planning on showing up (according to his texts) and try to be the coolest guy at the party. He ran up and jumped in the other bathroom to shower himself. He got out of the shower and picked out his “coolest outfit” to try and impress the guys at the party. He hoped that he wasn’t dressing too straight. He really wanted to fit in. These guys were obviously important to his brother, so he wanted to make sure they liked him. He picked out pants, shirt, and a pair of teal boxers for the party. He put the boxers on and left the other clothing on his bed. He threw on some basketball shorts and walked out to the living room. Nate was sitting on the living room couch watching tv, waiting for his brother to zoom past him on his way out. Alan came out wearing a shirt and some jeans. Nate thought that he looked very laid back for a party and began second guessing his choice of clothes he had picked out. Alan’s phone rang and he started a conversation in the kitchen just within earshot of his little brother. A: yeah I’m leaving now. I wanna get some favors to show up with. Yeah, I know I don’t have to bring anything but I don’t wanna be a mooch. I have a guy I’m gonna hit up and then I’ll be along. Shouldn’t take me that long. I should still be there before 9 pm. That’s plenty of time. Yeah I know you can’t wait. I can’t wait either. Alan hung up his phone and walked back into the living room. A: Okay little bro. I’m going to head out. You know I’m trusting you to keep yourself safe while I’m gone. Text me if any emergency pops up, I have no idea when I’ll be checking my phone because the music will be really loud. But don’t worry, I’ll get back to you when I can. Okay, I’ll probably see you on Sunday or Monday if I’m hung over. We good? N: Yeah, we good. Have fun. And just like that, Alan walked out of the house and drove off into the night. Nate looked at his phone. It was 7:30 pm and his brother said he would show up around 9 pm. He had to hurry to make his window. He ran upstairs and throws on the jeans he had out on his bed. He changed his mind on the shirt he picked out. It was too dressy. His brother’s look was relaxed and he wanted to dress the same vibe. He threw on a plain black shirt. He picked up his phone and ordered an uber. The driver was close so he ran down to the front of the house. He locked up and jumped into the uber when it arrived. Chapter 2 – Crashing the Party Nate arrived at the address he had gotten from his brother’s phone. He must be early because there wasn’t that many cars on the street. The house seemed very nice and it seemed to be a mostly quiet neighborhood. He remembered that his brother said he had plenty of time. The others must be showing up around 9 pm or later like his brother was. He looked at his phone and it was 8:10 pm. Nate was nervous that he might be too early but knew he had to get there before his brother did or his plan would be ruined. Nate swallowed his fear and walked up to the door. He rang the doorbell. A tall black man answered the door with a smile and without a word, ushered the 18 year old inside the house. The door shut and the man turned to the teen. M: I’m glad you came. And early too. Welcome back to Casa de Marcus. I hope your stay will be as comfortable as last time. N: oh no, my brother Alan is showing up later. I’m Nate. I just came to see how fun Alan’s parties are. If that is alright with you? Marcus thought to himself – Nate huh. This little snow bunny is role playing his first time. That’s cute. Okay, I can play along. M: Well the Nate. Come on in. Make yourself comfortable on my couch. Marcus ushers Nate to his couch. They both sit down and Marcus stares down the teen for a moment. A nervous Nate gulps. N: Umm. I hope you don’t mind having a straight guy crash your party. M: oh, that is quite alright. We love it when straight guys join us for our parTys. Oh where are my manners. Would you like a drink to get the night started. Nate thinks he is talking about an alcoholic drink. He thinks about it for a moment before answering. N: Umm, sure. If you don’t mind. I just need to finish it before Alan shows up. I don’t know how he would feel seeing me drink. Marcus gets up from the couch and walks into his kitchen. While he waits for his host, he looks around the house, taking in all that he can see. He thinks to himself – this is cozy. Must be a small gathering. I thought it would be a wild party but it still is early. Marcus returns with 2 glasses of coke. He hands one of the glasses to Nate. M: I made it the same as last time you. Oh wait, that way that Alan likes it. N: Thank you. Nathan took a drink of the coke. He assumed it was a rum and coke but has never drank any alcohol before, so he thinks the taste of G is the taste of alcohol. He thinks it’s just a strong drink but doesn’t want to be seen as a prude. N: oh wow. He gulps down half of the drink and holds off another drink for a moment. Marcus views the gulping as a sign of eagerness on his part. M: Did you want another drink? N: Not right now, maybe in a bit. I’m still working on this one. Nate gulps down the last of the drink and gives the empty glass to his host. M: Go ahead and make yourself comfortable and we can get the parTy started in a little while. But go ahead and put something on the tv. The remote it there on the coffee table. The cable is HDMI 1 and the porn is on HDMI 2. Nate innocently thought he was joking about the porn. He turned the tv to cable was started channel surfing. Marcus gets up and returns to the kitchen. Nate moves to the center of the couch. Marcus returns with another round of drinks. M: here you go little man. I made this one with less and more coke. He was lying through his teeth. He made the drinks with the same generous amount of G as before. Nate, not wanting to be impolite, took the supposedly weaker drink. He gulped it down as before, believing it would help with how nervous he was feeling. Marcus just sat there on the couch next to the teen as he channel searched. It was about 15 minutes later that he noticed the teen starting to melt into the couch. The G was in full effect. Nate looked slightly lethargic and googly eyed. Marcus was caught off guard. The last time Alan was over, he was able to ingest the same amount of G with no problem. He thought maybe it was more of the role playing. Maybe the straight boy needed to be seduced. Marcus moved over to the teen. M: Okay I think it’s time to start the parTy. Marcus pulls out a pipe from his pocket. It is already filled with T in the bulb. It’s already a dry puddle. He pulls out a lighter and lights the bulb. He takes a hit and blows out a cloud. He thinks to himself, lets have fun with this teen’s role playing of a first timer. M: Hey boy, since this is your first time straight man, I’ll help you out. Here, breath in when I tell you too and hold your breath until I say release. Marcus pushes the pipe to Nate’s mouth. He lights the bulb and the smoke starts rising from the bulb. M: okay, now breath in. Good boy. Now hold it. Hold it. Hold it. Okay, now release. Nate blows out a cloud and is cheered on by Marcus. N: That was a lot of smoke. What was that? Was that weed? M: No, something better than weed. N: Is it natural? M: of course. Now take another hit. Nate. Takes 3 more hits before the pipe is put down on the coffee table. Marcus waits until the teen is obviously starting to feel the T. He checks Nate’s eyes and sees that they are like huge black saucers with a thin blue ring. M: Okay, straight boy. Do you feel warm in here? Its warm right? I know you think it’s warm. Before Nate can answer to agree with him, Marcus starts pulling Nate’s shirt off. M: You won’t need this shirt. Nice jeans. You wont need these either. Marcus pulls the jeans right off the teen and whispers in his ear M: (whisper) That’s okay. You don’t need those clothes. You’re in your underwear and I am too. This is when the parTy starts. Some good smoke and showing off some skin. The G is making the teen malleable and the T was making him horny. Nate looks over at Marcus to watch him strip down to a pair of boxers. Marcus then turns the tv to HDMI 2 and starts the porn playing. The moans, even though they are from men, begin to turn Nate on and he starts to fill out his boxers with his semi hard on. Nate realizes he is feeling super relaxed and starting to get a little horny for some unknown reason. He brushed it off on the “alcoholic drink” he had when he arrived. Nate was happy to hear that the party was starting. But he was a bit perplexed that it was still just him and Marcus. Where was everyone else? Oh well, guess they’ll get here when they get here. It’s so cool to show up to a party late, right? He thought that he needs to remember that next time he goes to a party. M: oh damn baby boy. You are looking good in those boxers. Bet you look even better in a jockstrap. N: yeah, I would. I know I have a great ass haha. M: I have a pair you can try on for me. Before everyone else gets here. Nate was super high on the G and Tina. He was game for anything at this point. All his inhibitions seemed to fade away. N: I guess I don’t mind. I mean this is a gay party. When in Rome … M: Cool Alan, I mean Nate. Let’s head over to my bedroom to try them on. Chapter 3 – The Room Marcus ushered Nate into a dimly lite room about twice the size of his own bedroom. Nate looked around and saw a large sofa, a large bed, some kind of swing/harness thing, and a wooden cross in the room. He saw a big screen tv on each wall, all playing the same video playlist as the tv in the living room. Marcus takes Nate over to the couch and sat him down. He walked over to a dresser and brought some items with him which he placed on the coffee table in front of the sofa. Nate staired down at another weird pipe that he recognized from earlier, a small brown bottle, a bag of some kind of crystals, and a pencil box. Marcus handed a handful of bunched up jockstrap to Nate. Nate still in his mental fog took a moment to realize what Marcus was waiting on. He stood up and dropped his boxers in front of Marcus like he was changing in the locker room. Marcus took in the view of white gold before him. Though the room was dimly lit, he could see the teens white body. It was practically glowing in the dark. Nate took a minute to try and figure how to put the underwear on. This time gave Marcus a good show of the teen’s cut dick. When Nate finally figured it out he turned his back to his host. Marcus got a view of the beautiful teen ass. He just knew the teen was just teasing him waiting for him to lunge at that ass. Then the jockstrap was on and it framed the white boy ass perfectly. Marcus’s boxers were straining, his cock trying to rip through the material. Marcus grabbed up the new pipe and filled it. He took a monster rip and then a second. He handed the pipe over to Nate. M: Do you think you learned how to do it yourself now? N: Yeah, I think I’ve got it. Nate flicked the lighter and started twisting the pipe. Inhale, hold, hold, hold, and then release of a huge cloud. He tried to hand the pipe back to Marcus but he refused. M: Nice hit man. Go ahead and show me how it’s done again. Nate took another huge hit. Exhale. Then another after another. He took 5 good hits and was feeling the greatest he ever felt in his life. Marcus walked toward the teen and grabbed him by the wrist and throws him against the sling. M: This is the best thing in the room. It’s called a sling. Have you ever been in one? Marcus was waiting in anticipation for the answer. He knew that Alan loved being in the sling. But would “Mr. straight guy Nate” like it. Lol the hole role playing thing was making his dick leak precum. A spot of it was collecting in his boxers. N: No never even seen one before. M: Do you wanna try it? It’s super comfortable. The parTy doesn’t really start until someone lays in the sling, you hear me? Nate’s state of super high helped stir his curiosity. N: Sure I’ll try it. I mean, if it starts the party than lets get it started. Marcus picked the boy up and placed him in the sling. The boy’s arms were limp and easy to maneuver. The arms were cuffed above his head with ease. Marcus locked the feet of the fucked up teen. N: Whoooo lets get this party started. M: I couldn’t agree more. Marcus walked over to his light switch and adjusted the lights up a bit. The room became much more clearer. He grabs the pipe and walks over to Nate. He places the pipe to his mouth and lights it for him. M: okay hold it in until I give you the signal, okay? Nate nodded his head. Marcus got between the teen’s legs, dropped his boxers and released his 9 inch dick. Then he fell down to his knees. He starts to count off. M: Okay on 3, 1 … , 2 … Marcus lunges into the teen’s ass and his tongue touches and penetrates the teen’s hole. Nate was totally unprepared for this new feeling. He coughed out the cloud he was saving in his mouth and gasped. N: Omg … what are you doing? M: I’m rimming a perfectly perky ass. You just happen to be tied to it. So sit back and enjoy it. Marcus returned to the teen’s hole and started eating it out. Nate’s mind was spinning. He knew he should be put off by what was happening. He should definitely be deterred from any gay stuff but the shockwaves of pleasure coming from his ass was undeniable. He thought to himself – No wonder my brother comes to these gay parties, he must love feeling this way too. It’s okay, it’s not that gay. It’s not like he was getting anything inside of his ass. Just the tongue was fine. Marcus pulled away and placed a finger at the boy’s entrance. He pushed it forward and it sank right in. A low moan came from the teen. Marcus pushed in a second finger. He was met with more resistance this time. M: Damn Alan – I mean Nate. You weren’t this tight the last time we partied. But that’s okay, I know how to loosen you up. Marcus gets up and goes to his supplies. He comes back with a bottle of lube and a huge shard of T. He pushed his two fingers back into the teen and there was a slight yelp. He pulls back out. N: What are you doing to me. Nate tries to move his arms and legs to push the guy away from him but finally realized he was tied down. The realization sobered him up a bit. N: No, I don’t want this. I’m not gay. I’m straight. I just came for the party. Where is the party? Marcus shoves his wet fingers back into the teen’s hole. Nate yelps again and starts pleading again. Marcus is zoning the teen out. He starts to think that Alan is taking this role playing idea too seriously. But he knows what the bitch wants. He pulls his fingers out. He pours some laced lube on his fingers and return them to the teen. Then he pulls them out only to push them back in, this time with the shard between the fingers. It took some pressure to get past his first ring but Marcus shoved the T deep in the teen. N: omg, that burns. Take them out please. It’s hurting me. Marcus just laughed at the petty pleas. M: Just let it melt and you’ll be feeling great. Nate had started bucking trying to get the fingers out of him but it did nothing. His body finally gave in to the feeling and his body stopped moving about. He let Marcus continue to finger him without any griping. Marcus added a third finger and while it hurt, it was starting to feel really good to Nate. With every push of the fingers, a small moan escaped the teen. Marcus added a fourth finger and there was a brief return of the whimpering. The protests ended relatively fast. M: That’s it baby boy. You know you like this. Miss Tina makes everything feel so damn good. Marcus got up and walked to his dresser and walked back with some scissors and a spray can. He cut the jockstrap off the teen exposing his flaccid 3 inch dick. He sprayed the can of Maximum Impact into the jockstrap. He puts the can down and pushes the jockstrap into Nate’s mouth. He stands right between his legs and pushes the head of his dick into the teen. Nate feels the intrusion at his hole but is starting to fly. The maximum impact fumes making him lightheaded. Marcus pushes the whole length of his dick into the teen in one push. A guttural sound escapes the teen. Marcus stares down at the teen and notices that he is looking back but his eyes lacked any focus. His huge pupils were jet black. It was like he was looking straight through Marcus. M: That’s the look I love from my “first timers”. Oh Alan, you know how to make a guy feel special. A “first timer” and a “straight boy”. Double conversion. Marcus laughs and starts pounding the bottom without any regard to him. Marcus continues to piston fuck the poor teen. Finally after about 20 minutes of anal assault, he was ready to shoot his load. M: you ready for the first load of the night bottom boy. Nate watched him with his blank stair and continued to moan with every thrust. M: Here you go straight boy. Hope you’ll remember this one. Ahhhhhhhhhh Nate felt a wetness build up deep inside of him. Marcus pulled his dick out. Nate felt an emptiness where the dick once was. He felt a sadness that he wasn’t full inside anymore. All he could do was moan with his mouth still filled with jockstrap. The house doorbell rang and Marcus jumped to his feet. He threw on his boxers and grabbed his phone. The time was 9:15 pm. He walked to the door and looked through the eyehole. He opened the door and was astonished to see Alan walk in. A: Hey sorry I’m late. I had to wait on my guy but he hooked me up with some prime stuff. M: How are you here? A: What do you mean? M: You are right here but I just nutted in you. A: Did you start smoking without me? You sound like you have been parTying already. M: Yes, yes I have. I’ve been smoking with you. Hold up, I think I might be going crazy. Marcus turned away and walked straight back to the playroom. Alan was right behind him. Waiting for an explanation for his weird welcome. Marcus points to the sling. M: See you’re already here. Alan can see a hot young guy already in the sling. His face obscured by Marcus standing in the way. Alan’s mouth started to water at the sight. Then he walks around Marcus and sees the shock of his life. The hot young guy in the sling was Nate. A: WTF! How did my younger brother get here? M: Holy shit! I thought it was you. I thought you were role playing as a different guy. I didn’t believe him. A: What did he tell you? M: That he was your brother. He said he was straight but wanted to come for the parTy. He was you. I thought yeah right, a straight guy that needs to be seduced. Cool game. A: WTF. WTF. WTF. How did he even know about this? M: I don’t know but he did know because he was waiting for you. Alan pulls the jockstrap out of his brother’s mouth. He smacks Nate on the cheek a bit to get him to focus. A: Nate. What are you doing here? N: I wanted to hang out with you at a party. The weed made me hot so my clothes… Alan turns to Marcus. A: Weed? M: He asked if the T was weed and I said it was better than weed. Alan turned back to his brother. Nate was trying his best to concentrate on talking. N: The smoke was so good. The dick hurt a bit but it was starting to feel good. You can’t tell anyone about that though. Can we smoke some more? M: See at least he enjoyed himself. I’m so fucking sorry Alan. I really did think he was you. A: I can’t believe this is happening. I can’t believe you made my brother into a chem whore. M: And he is asking for more. More T and more dick haha. But no more G. Damn he drank a lot of G. I’m surprised he is still awake hahaha. I thought he had your tolerance. A: Damn, I don’t now about giving him more. M: The hard dick in your pants says otherwise. Alan looked down to see his dick was hard as can be in his jeans. A: Okay, but if we go forward with this, we go hard. Break out the points. Chapter 4 – Point of No Return Marcus and Alan walked over to where the parTy supplies were on the coffee table. Alan pulled out a big bag of T. A: Go ahead and use this stuff first. I told you it’s prime stuff. I smoked a bowl with my dealer and it got me horny as can be just sitting there. It’s got that good chem taste. Mmmm. I couldn’t wait to get here. Marcus disappeared and reappeared with a bottle of water. He started to prepare the points with the T. M: How good of a shot should I make for him? A: Make him a beginner dosage for me please. M: Aight. No problem. Alan turned away to stare at his younger brother still hanging there in the sling, looking hot as fuck. Marcus thought to himself – he says baby dose with his mouth but his dick says slut dose. He then prepares three really potent shots. He hands the first and a torniquet to Alan. Alan releases one of the arms and wraps around his brother’s bicep. A: Don’t worry little brother. You’re gonna like this more than smoking. Believe me, it is way better. Don’t you wanna feel good? Nate nodded his head. Alan found a vein and stuck his brother with the needle. It registered and then plunge. A: Now don’t worry. You’re going to feel like you can’t catch your breath. Believe me when I say you can, just slow down and breath. And hold your arm above your head. Alan removed the tourniquet and the teen started coughing up a storm. His arm dangling upwards. Alan reached behind the teen and rubbed his back. Slowly the coughing fit subsided, replaced with oh fuck… oh fuck… oh fuck… from the teen. Nate starts playing with his soft dick that’s now leaking precum. A: Yeah, see I told you. Way better than smoking. Now just hold up, we get ours now. Alan strips down naked and Marcus loses his boxers. Marcus hit Alan and then hit himself. The strong shots made both men grunt as they felt the rush. Alan is still hard from staring down at his younger brother. Marcus was back to a half erection. Alan walked right up to his brother’s head. He tilts Nate’s face toward his dick and then walks forward until his head makes contact with Nate’s mouth. A: Open up Nate tries to say something but isn’t making any sense. A: Open up little bro. Nate opens his mouth slightly and Alan pushes his head into the opening. Nate can taste the saltiness of his brother’s precum. With a slight push forward, Alan pushes half of his 7.5 dick into Nate’s warm mouth. Marcus gets between the teen’s legs again and starts rimming him again. This made Nate moan and open his mouth wider. Alan takes advantage and shoves his entire length into the mouth and throat. Alan is feeling amazing but he knows what will make him feel even more amazing. A: Hey Marcus, lets trade spots. I need to get in that ass. M: Okay, I’m down to watch you drill your little brother. You sick fuck. Marcus gets to his feet and trades spots with Alan. Marcus shoves his dick into the open mouth. Alan is now standing between Nate’s legs. He stares at the slightly used hole glistening with spit and cum. His dick was hard as can be and pointing right at his brother’s hole. Alan gets close and his head is touching Nate’s opening, head half slipped in. He stares right into his brother’s eyes. He was there but not necessarily there mentally. A: hey Marcus, pull out a minute. Okay, Nate I wanna hear how much you want this? N: I want it. I need it. Give it to me bro. A: What do you want? I want you to say it. N: I want your dick in me. I want you to fuck me. Alan smiles. A: you want me to drill you down and cum in you like a good little whore? N: I need it in me. I feel so empty. I need your cum in me. That is all that Alan wants or needs to hear. Just when his hole is starting to close up, Alan slams his dick straight into the poor teen’s hole. Alan proceeded to fuck his brother like a ragdoll. Hold him in place and piston fuck him until he wanted to move around a bit. The new bottom was already high in the clouds and not landing anytime soon. He unties the teen’s legs and puts them on his shoulders. He pounds like that for 15 minutes straight. He goes around and unties the teen’s arms. He can now move as he will. Nate needed help walking over to the bed. Alan throws his brother down on the bed on his stomach. He jumps on back and starts fucking him from behind. He’s holding on to his brother, whispering bits of encouragement in his ear. A: that’s it bitch. Feel my thick dick in your hole? You can take it. You can take all of it. You’re doing great. I love you brother. … I’m getting close. Where do you want my load? N: Breed me. I want your babies swimming in me. A: Fuck yeah, your just as fucked up as I am. You little slut. Ugh, ahhhhh ahhhhhhh Alan slams into the teen with all his might. He kisses the back of Nate’s neck. A: Oh gawd, I needed that. Alan pulls out of his brother and stands up. He bends down slightly to slap the teen’s right ass cheek. Alan looks around the room and notices that 2 of the guys had come into the room. Marcus must have let them in during his fuck. There was another black guy named Terry. He has a ripped athletic body and showing off his 8 inch dick. The last guy is a Latino guy named Rogelio. He has more of an average body type but is showing off an impressive 10 inch dick. Alan watch as his friends laid their pipe into his younger brother. He had asked them to not go over the top, afterall, he was his brother. Sunday comes along and the four friends had beaten the teen into complete submission. They shot him up two more times and given him a total of 15 loads over that weekend. Four of those loads were from his brother. When they finally got home Sunday evening, Alan put Nate down on his bed to rest and hopefully fall asleep. Nate had done well and made some friends for life. Monday morning comes along and Nate is acting like nothing happened, that they were still the loving family that with healthy boundaries they were the week prior. Alan had woken up earlier and made some eggs. They sat at the kitchen table in silence for a while. Neither one knowing what to says. It is Alan that breaks the silence. A: Hey bro, how are you feeling? N: How am I feeling? How would you feel if you had gotten high and let 3 strangers and brother fuck you up the ass? A: Honestly I’d love that. I don’t know about you but probably have my ass hurt a little. N: Okay, I have to admit it was fun. But you are right. My ass does hurt a little. They both laugh and the tension is defused. A: Best way to get it used to the fucking is more fucking. Wanna hit a bowl and ride my dick? N: oh fuck yeah. Can we try it the other way? I wanna your hot ass too. A: Of course. We both should go through it. Fair is fair. Now the brothers are back to being the closest they have ever been. They are back to being inseparable. They are as close as lovers can get. They eventually move out of their family home and moved in with Marcus. Now they parTy and fuck as often as they can.

Yes Yes Yes Yes Many tops, myself included, are completely turned-off when bottoms become overly masculine (dominant) while getting fucked. You know, the growling, woofing, 'acting thuggish' or displaying machismo. Yes, it varies by culture/ethnic background.

Chapter 9: Be Careful What You Wish For Helixion Genetics, North Hallway, Building 3, Basement Level 5, Maintenance Area. REDACTED LOCATION. 22:40 MST. 30-Oct-20XX Stag opened the door, and strode into the room, not caring if something unpleasant lurked on the other side of it. He shut the door behind him, and took in the view - the lights were in low-power mode, giving everything a soft blue-grey hue. Half-expected to see a ruined place with blood spatters or blackened walls or his taken comrades in cocoons, or something straight out of a sci-fi film. But the room was quite ordinary, just filled with massive HVAC systems, humming away as they filtered the air, medical equipment, scientific equipment, and resembled a storage room for items that were no longer needed. A hoarder could have put this space together. Then he remembered the mission briefing: this place was originally a bomb shelter, and converted after the Cold War, but the original structure still stood and was built over. In that light, the overall layout of the massive basement did indeed resemble a massive bunker for such a catastrophic event and plenty of space to hold a thundering lot of people. The walls were a pristine white, and for a moment, his heart sank as it dawned on him that he might have got lost again, or chose his path incorrectly. He didn’t know which possibility was worse, but seeing the rapidly transforming Sticks out in the hall was an indication that it must be the right place. Perhaps it was just beyond here. Then Stag noticed how much warmer this room was compared to the hallway, and the almost overpowering scents of sweat and testosterone told him he was on the right trail. The smilers would have chosen someplace warm to hibernate and incubate, somewhere out of the way of main traffic. A logical conclusion. He found a nearby table, and removed all means of defense; he emptied his tranq gun and placed it gently on the table next to a pocket knife and the tin of spray paint. Removing his hat, he ruffled the hair once with his hand, and set down the hat. Stag double-checked that his pockets were empty, and he carefully placed the partially-empty pack of cigarettes in a safe spot with the rest of his possessions. He turned about, and looked for an obvious sign of the creatures. What a creepy-assed liminal space, he thought as he walked, the stark white walls and countless metal pipes almost repeating on themselves in the dimly lit space. This originally large room was divided into several smaller rooms, and Stag poked his head in all of them. One was filled with medical gurneys that had no pads on them; another was stacked to the ceiling with cardboard boxes containing who-knows-what; a third had what looked like a deconstructed medical cart and a stack of hard-backed chairs that had seen better days. Stag decided none of these were important. Finally, a clue appeared: a foam pad tinged with a huge, dark yellow and black stain. It reminded Stag of his teenage years when he would hump his bed pillow; he unloaded so much spunk into it over a year that the pillow turned a nasty yellow color, became hard and crusted, and never came clean. He treasured that thing until his mother discovered it and, disgusted, burned it in their fireplace. Now he held a similar object, and holding it to his nose, the testosterone-laden stench told him he was close. The foam pad was replaced where he found it, and Stag turned his gaze to a discarded metal vent cover. There. Walking over to it, he could barely contain his excitement. He quickly inspected the cover, and located where it came from: a large opening in the wall, presumably for vent installations and maintenance. Climbing through the darker space, he realized he finally hit pay dirt. There, in a corner, lying on the floor, were his comrades, Patch and Pixel, just finishing their metamorphoses. Both were completely naked, and taking in their new surroundings. As soon as he appeared, Pixel looked up at Stag, and grinned, showing his newly-formed teeth for the first time. “Hey, Stag,” Pixel said in a dreamy voice, his voice slurred as he spoke like he’d spent the night behind a bottle of something especially strong. “What’s up? Glaaad you could make it.” A little liquid corruption drooled from his mouth at the end of the sentence. Stag didn’t get to inspect Sticks out in the hall, but Pixel provided enough of a show. His heart raced with excitement, and his dick slowly hardened as he took in the sight. “Pixel! Patch, oh my god,” he said with feigned relief. “We saw what happened on the monitors. You okay, bruh?” Pixel’s blackened eyes looked directly into Stag’s, and didn’t notice the insincerity. “I’mmm terrific. Look, my shoulder’s completely healed.” Pixel pointed at his previously-dislocated shoulder, and sure enough, there was no sign that it was ever damaged. Stag instinctively turned his head to Patch for an answer. “I diii-idn’t do that,” Patch admitted in a dazed voice. “We woke up, and were healed. I’ve never seen a fast recovery like this.” Patch blinked, and after a breath, said, “I feel… different. But in a good way!” “Your…” Stag couldn’t finish the sentence, lest he give away his excitement. So becoming a monster also gives one rapid healing from wounds, he thought. Interesting. Think how useful that would be in the field. Patch would be out of work so fast. “Imagine!” Patch said enthusiastically, his voice thick as he shook it to try and clear his head. “If we could speed up the healing process from wounds… What an incredible lifesaver!” Then he realized his career as a field medic would be over, and he might be forced to take up arms instead of saving lives. A twinge of sadness hit his heart,and he let out a quick sniffle and half sob. “This has always been my worst nightmare – I’ve become a patient.” “Annnnd how do you feel right now?” Pixel asked of him. Patch inhaled slowly, and moved his limbs, taking stock of his surroundings. “Actually? Pretty damn good!” “And…. and we’re still alive!” Patch sighed with relief. “Maybe it won’t be so bad,” he said brightly, smiling drunkenly, a line of drool now going down his chin. “What are you doing here?” Pixel enquired, suddenly sniffing the air around Stag. “You haven’t been attacked by one of those things yet, have you?” “Oh no… I gave them the slip. Can you stand? Let me help you up,” Stag said, piling on the fake concern by offering a hand to Pixel. In an instant, Pixel leapt to his feet, and Patch just after. Stag withdrew his hand, and now could take in their new forms. Their skin had taken on an almost sickly greyish pallor. The iris of their eyes looked odd, beginning to take on an almost golden orange color. The veins on their skin had already begun to stick out slightly as their muscles already appeared slightly more defined. The normally slightly pudgy looking Patch already was looking slimmer. Pixel seemed taller somehow. They both swayed slightly as they adjusted to the multitude of new sensations they were feeling. Both men were breathing slightly faster, and looking down, they noticed that both were sporting massive hard-ons and kept giving each other looks when they thought Stag didn’t notice. The two began to drool as their muscles tensed up in anticipation. Slowly, almost imperceptibly, their fingernails began to lengthen into the claws that the other creatures carried. Stag needed no convincing. He did an about-face, and shouted deeper in the dark room, “Hey, you sick motherfuckers! I wanna talk to your boss. Got a proposition for you!” Patch and Pixel exchanged looks of interest. “You think we could take him?” Patch asked in a whisper that he thought only Pixel could hear. Pixel nodded once silently, but they also wanted to see what Stag was going to do. Turning back to them, Stag stared at them and laughed. “You both are clearly infected… and stupider than I gave you credit for,” he said, rolling his eyes. “Come on, I know that you have to have some real brains running this show,” he yelled out loud. A sudden scream growl echoed out of the dark, and the two suddenly stepped back, as if making way for something revered. From seemingly nowhere, a new creature came into Stag’s sights, climbing along silently on the ceiling. This one was larger than the others: his muscles were denser, his skin was black as night, his mouth and eyes poured corruption in tiny waterfalls. The thing’s claws were slightly longer; a pair of massive horns protruded from its skull, and large curving spikes had emerged from its back. The thing suddenly dropped from the ceiling in a graceful twist, and landed delicately on the open space of the floor a short distance away from Stag. Stag’s breath caught in his throat when the beast stood to full height and began to speak in a deep, resonant voice. “Well, well, well. What have we here?” The creature before him grinned widely, its head cocked to one side and showing an uncountable number of razor sharp teeth, and took two steps forward. All of Stag’s rehearsed speeches suddenly left his brain. He hadn’t expected it to speak so well, looking more monster than human. The scent coming from the big smiler was overpowering, like too much cologne and days of unwash. Since Stag didn’t give an answer, the beast continued. “You do not belong here, soldier. If you came looking for a swift death, you have found it.” “I… er…” Stag stammered, reveling in the beauty of this twisted thing before him. Remembering his purpose, he cleared his throat before trying again. He spat a yellow goober to one side, and said, “Are you the leader? I have something you want.” “I control all and rule all. My brood serves and obeys me fully. What could you possibly have that I ever want or need?” It paused its slow movement forward, glaring at Stag with intense curiosity as a few lesser creatures like the big one entered in behind their boss. “The name’s Stag,” he began, trying to choke down his nervousness. “I came to join you. I saw what you do on security feeds, and…” He let out a shuddering, almost reverent sigh before he continued to speak. “I think it’s beautiful. I want to be part of this.” The die was cast, and there was no turning back. Not now, not ever. The creature’s eyebrows flicked up in interest, its head cocking to the other side as if fascinated. “That is… interesting. Go on.” “As no doubt you’re aware, a military team has infiltrated your base,” Stag began, sensing a little formality and a deft touch would be needed here. Cutting him off, the larger beast suddenly snapped its head back up and began to crouch. A deep almost dangerous growl emitted from it as it replied, “Your presence is noted, your weaknesses observed. If you want a fight, you will only prolong your suffering.” I just knew this infection was intelligent! Pixel thought. It's been watching us since we came in. Stag felt unbalanced again. He struggled to resume his place in his rehearsed oration. “Let me continue. You’ve already taken four of the men on my squad, and besides me, four others still remain… unblemished. A second team will come in for rescue once we are all changed, and your team with ours can take them all. I can give you access to all of them, and you will have an unstoppable army. We could take over the world, and you can have whatever you want.” Stag knew he was lying - he had no intention of giving up his teammates. They’ll all get converted, anyway, eventually. I might be an ass, but I’m not a goddamn traitor. All I want is the upgrade, he thought wickedly. This fucker ain’t getting jack out of me. Patch and Pixel silently exchanged looks of concern that turned to disapproval when they took Stag’s offer at face value. I knew this ass was a sellout! Patch’s mind screamed in anger. But a swift look from the boss quelled that line of thinking. Let him finish. If it’s a trick, he won’t leave this room. Turning back to Stag, the boss weighed the offer, looking up at the ceiling as it turned around for a moment as if in deep thought.. The prospect was appealing, and Stag had put all his cards on the table willingly. Calmly it turned around and glared at him as it replied. “And you want to share in our glorious evolution? Is that right?” “Let me join you, and you will have one more soldier in your cause. I’m a deviant fucker, and can do things you probably don’t want to do yourself. I don’t presume to know your endgame, but I willingly surrender my humanity for this. I am yours to command.” He bowed slightly, attempting to keep the creature in a peaceable mood. Stag felt pretty good about this little show of bravado, but his conscience started telling him, You’re going too far. Stop before you regret this. “Tempting,” the boss said evenly. “But we do not act impulsively. Once you are committed —” Stag seized his buttoned shirt in two hands, and in one swift motion, he ripped it open, scattering buttons everywhere. “Fuck me and find out.” The boss nodded gently with approval three times, then suddenly shot a volley of its venomous spit at Stag’s face. It hit him with a soft ‘splat’, and quickly ran down his face. Stag barely stuck out his tongue to taste it, and the sensation reminded him of bukkake films he watched on occasion. “You will address me as the Alpha, and you have a deal. Welcome, Stag. What wonders we will show you.” The Alpha tilted his head to the right and looked behind Stag to indicate Patch and Pixel. “You two, hold him down. I will do this deed myself.” Perfect, Stag thought just before the chemicals took over. Just the very thing I wanted. Knowing what was coming next, he began to lower himself to the floor, but the sedative worked too quickly on him, and he fell over in an undignified position before he could get on all fours. —------------------ Helixion Genetics, North Hallway, Building 3, Ground Floor. Hallway. REDACTED LOCATION. 22:35 MST. 30-OCT-20XX Step. Step. Step. Keep your wits before you. Everyone’s depending on you. Just keep moving. Zero moved slowly through the corridor, weapon in hand, and always searching for visual and aural clues. So far, the move from the 2nd floor chem lab had been thankfully uneventful. No noise, no people, no creatures. It was as if he was completely alone in the facility, the only sound emanating from the soft tap of every footstep he made, and the occasional gentle whirring of the vents. The isolation and silence with nothing to break up the monotony made the minutes seem like hours, yet Zero pressed himself onward. His goal was the security office - a plan had begun to form in his mind. In war, diversionary tactics are often useful and effective. He wanted to create a diversion for the smilers so his comrades could escape in the opposite direction. Always taking one for the team, eh, Mason? Dammit, I need to retire from this life. Go somewhere sunny. Take in the ocean. Maybe I'll collect starfish and seashells. Get sand in my boots. Settle down with a nice girl. Army provides a nice pension. I can go anywhere. Anywhere but here, anywhere drug lords and terrorists and random chaos don’t exist. There must be such a place. I’ll find it someday. Next week, perhaps. Before he knew it, the door of the security room loomed before him. —----------------------------- Helixion Genetics, Main Corporate Office Building, 4th Floor Security Office. REDACTED LOCATION. 22:38 MST. 30-Oct-20XX “Jeames.” At the sound of his name, the driver for the General rose quickly from his seat on the hard leather couch, instantly ready to serve. “Yes, General Krell?” the man asked, tidying his smart looking suit. “I would like some more coffee,” the older man said, pointing at the unused coffee pot in the corner. “None of that vile liquid, mind you.” “Absolutely, sir, your usual?” the man said, nodding as he pulled out a phone and began tapping away. “That’s all for now,” the older man said, waving a hand negligently in the air. As the driver quickly left the room with efficient grace, General Krell sat alone. The room was thankfully silent again as he began to ponder. Even the regular communications over the secure channels of the soldiers had ceased, and in a fit of anger, he removed the offending earpiece that was tickling the hairs of his ear. Unfortunately, the order to shut off the fire alarms had done little good, and now a small army of fire trucks were sitting at the entrance to the facility, their captain arguing with his staff. Still blind to the majority of the cameras, he flipped through the few he had yet again, yielding nothing of note. As far as he hoped, the mission was still active. But, the lack of any communications from Briggs had become somewhat unnerving. Even that bootlicker Kade had been in total radio silence. He supposed that they could be deep in the bowels of the building, effectively unable to get a signal out. He walked over to the large glass window, overlooking the campus, holding his hand to it and feeling the cool surface under his fingertips, the chill just barely seeping through what was surely a cool autumn evening setting in. Suddenly, he heard a crackle come from the radio, and he quickly stuffed the earpiece back in. He waited a moment, listening for another signal. “Patch… are you….pying…” the sound of Briggs’ concerned voice just barely cutting through the heavy static. “Lockjaw… -ow about y… Zero…. Do you have…. On anyone?” Krell stood still, listening intently. “I… I might have someone, sir. I just made it to the security office on the 1st floor,” the voice said, presumably Zero. “Soldier, this is General Krell,” the older man said, years of command taking over and allowing his voice to carry an air of authority. “Are you able to patch me into the feeds?” “Um… sir…” Zero’s voice said, sounding small and confused. “This is Lieutenant Hawke. I… I don’t know how to do that. The guys who would —” Krell quickly cut him off, annoyed. “That’s an order, soldier,” Krell demanded, slamming his fist on the window. “Surely you’re smart enough to plug a damned USB stick into a computer!” Krell was met with a few moments of silence until another voice cut in. “Just…. I left one on the desk. I forgot it when I got hit in the head,” another voice said. “Oh… yeah. I see it. Let me just barricade this door and-” Zero said, sounding out of breath from exertion. “You can barricade the door after, soldier,” Krell said angrily. “I need eyes on the situation. NOW.” “Belay… order,” Briggs said, the coldness of his voice not being hidden. “He…. no authority in your… Secure the ro-... then get the bastard what he wants.” I knew that fucker was still holding a grudge for the whole Berlin thing, Krell thought to himself, flopping down in the chair in frustration. Unable to do anything, he waited, knowing better than to push his luck. Hopefully the man would establish the link in short order as Krell was left to ponder. Odd as hell the rest of Briggs’ team isn’t answering, he thought to himself, wondering what could be the cause. Suddenly, it hit him. The project. But how? It wasn’t ready like this on my visit last month. Maybe that stupid shit Blaine actually delivered for once. Almost letting out an excited whoop, he watched as a progress bar suddenly popped up on his screen, the link to the security feeds finally coming alive. Quickly scrolling through each feed, Krell suddenly stopped as he saw something flash before one of the cameras. He flipped through more before finally, he saw it. A black hulking creature was slamming its fists on the door, unable to get it to budge. Well I’ll be fucking damned… the dumbshit actually delivered on his promise… Krell thought, a smile creeping across his face. The driver suddenly entered the room, silently placing the hot cup of gourmet coffee on the desk before him. “I’m afraid our schedule has been moved up drastically. I will also require a team to begin extraction. Make it so,” General Krell said, turning his attention back to the monitors, curious as he had now lost sight of a redhead in the lowest level of the building. Flipping through the feeds, he let out a huff of surprise, counting as several more monstrous creatures began to body slam the door on camera. “Better make sure this team is properly equipped,” he said, perturbed as he was finding no further evidence of the tall, lanky redheaded man. “Not what I ordered, but I guess it's better than nothing,” he said, slouching back in the chair. “Tell them to equip the heat vision goggles as well as live ammo. These little demon creatures seem to be packing quite the punch.” “Right away, sir,” Jeames said, quickly tapping more commands on his smartphone as he held the phone to his ear with his left shoulder. “Will that be all, sir?” the smartly dressed driver said, holding his hand to the device’s microphone. “No, leave me be for a while. Let me know when the new extraction team is here,” Krell said, watching the camera intently. The driver disappeared again, as Krell finally forced himself to turn to another feed in search of more information. “This calls for a celebration, I guess,” he said, taking the bottle of scotch he was gifted upon arrival, and pouring a healthy amount into the cup. Shame what’s happening to Briggs’ team, but… as the saying goes, sometimes one must break a few eggs. At least now that thorn in his side would finally get what was coming to him. —---------- Helixion Genetics, South Maintenance Corridor, Building 3, Basement Level 5. Location REDACTED 22:42 MST. 30-Oct-20XX “Hey guys, take a look at this!” Tex said, pointing at an old blueprint sitting on a workbench. “I think we finally have a way out!” Gravestone and Elias walked over to the blueprint in front of Tex, examining it. “This definitely wasn’t on the map we got,” Elias said, pointing to one of the shafts extending out from the boiler section. “But it's not on any of the other maps we found. Are we sure it's even accurate?” “This does seem to be a rather old layout,” Gravestone said, stroking his chin as he pondered. “I mean, it could be someone forgot it on a newer iteration, and it just got left out.” A sudden sound of something falling over in the next room caused the three men to suddenly be on guard, aiming their weapons at the doorway. Silently, they stalked into the next room, the sight of a man crawling on all fours trying to make a fort meeting them. “Oh fuck… it’s Crazy,” Tex blurted out, watching as Jack haphazardly continued building his cardboard fortress. “Got to make a safe room… make it all safe… No monsters getting in here,” Jack muttered to himself, not paying attention to the three men as he worked. “Should we… do something?” Tex said, letting his weapon down as he watched the manic pace at which Jack was stacking the boxes. Pinching his nose, Elias sighed. “Do you want the blame if something happens to him?” Elias said, slowly crouching down, putting his hand on the man's shoulder, causing him to jump. Blinking around, Jack looked at the three men. “Oh, hello again mister soldier man,” Jack said, his eyes darting around the room. “Hi… Jack…” Elias said, looking at him with an almost sad look on his face. This guy really has lost all grip on reality, he thought to himself. “I’m making a safe room to keep all the nasty homo monsters out,” Jack said, turning back to the boxes with renewed energy and working even faster. “But I can only make it big enough for me. If you all help, we can make a really big room to keep them out.” “Why don’t you come with us,” Tex said, talking to him like one would to a 5-year-old. “Wouldn’t you like to get out of here, buddy?” Jack stopped for a second, staring at the three. “We can leave now?” he said, a leery expression on his face. “Is the scary man here?” Jack looked around nervously for Stag’s unfriendly face. “No, he’s gone,” Tex answered quietly, remembering the bump on his head. “Hey… buddy… it’s time to go…” Gravestone said, going along with their logic awkwardly, speaking to him as a child. “You want to go, right?” “Yes please. I wanna go now,” Jack said, smiling and hopping up fast. Elias looked over at Tex, who only shrugged his shoulders. Leading the way, Gravestone grabbed the blueprint as they continued to walk. As the four walked, Jack continued to mutter to himself in a fractured conversation, not making any sense to the other three men. Finally, they found themselves at a chain link framed door, with a rusted sign that said “Maintenance” in fading letters. Slowly, Elias pushed the door open, hearing as it creaked loudly open. Holding his finger up to his lips, Gravestone took point and slowly walked through the pipe and HVAC-filled area, the occasional hissing of steam escaping several pipes as they slowly walked around more and more of the clear slimy-looking puddles. “Fuck, you think this might be their den?” Tex whispered, pointing to the numerous puddles. Elias nodded, thinking exactly the same thing. Fear was quickly pooling in his stomach, as he wondered if they were in fact walking into the belly of the beast. As silently as they could, they slowly explored the large basement, passing various pieces of medical equipment, HVAC units and more boxes. Finally, the team made it to a large rusted-looking door, the sign above clearly stating “Maintenance Tunnel to Building 2 and 4.” Next to it, a green lit numerical keypad sat next to the handle. “Shit… do we have a code?” Tex said, pointing at the keypad. Suddenly, Jack started rocking back and forth on the heels of his feet. “I know it… but… the monsters, they’ll come just like last time…” Jack said, nervously glancing all around. “He likes it down here… him and all the other nasty homo monsters. They like the warm and dark. They were so mean last time.” “He…. who is he… actually, you know what… just give us the code and we’ll keep you safe from him,” Elias said, quickly deciding to not overtax the already frail mind of Jack. “1, 2, 3, 4….” Jack said, rocking back and forth, hugging himself as he spoke in a sing-song-like tone. “5, 6, 7, 8… 1, 2, 3, 4… 5, 6, 7, 8…” “So much for that idea,” Tex sighed, shaking his head. “Fucking guy is truly looney tunes.” Elias slowly watched Jack to continue counting out loud, deciding to give the numbers a try. Firmly pressing 12345678, he almost laughed at the sheer stupidity of the code. “No fucking way…” Tex said, shocked as the indicator light turned from red to green. “Seriously… that's the code?” Pulling on the handle, Elias frowned as the rusted frame barely budged. Suddenly, a loud screech overhead broke the calmness of the basement as Zero’s voice broke out over the speaker. “Black Sigma, this is Zero in the security room. The primary liquidation team has just entered the building and will be at your location in five minutes. Repeat, the primary liquidation team is in the building.” Suddenly, multiple scream growls broke the relative silence of the basement. “NOOOOO NO NO NO NO!!!” Jack suddenly started screaming, clawing away as Tex tried to grab him. “I DON’T WANT THE SLIME! I DON’T WANT TO SEE HIM!” Several creatures came lumbering out of the room they had just checked, sniffing the air and looking around. Suddenly, three of the group of monsters turned and faced the soldiers, smiling and baring their sharp teeth. They almost seemed to chuckle as Jack suddenly ran at them, quickly pushing past the monsters as he ran away. Two of them gave chase after Jack and vanished from sight. “Shit!” Gravestone yelled, taking a defensive stance and pointing his weapon at the nearest monster. “You guys get the door open! I’ll cover you and get Zero.” Gravestone quickly put a tranquilizer into the nearest monster. For a moment, the team thought he was successful as the monster staggered, and gave a quick sleepy shake of its head. However, their hopes were quickly dashed as the monster simply looked down and calmly pulled the dart out of its chest, leaving a trail of thick black liquid dripping down its chest. It wiped the liquid away with its hand, before it looked back up at the men and seemed to smile even wider, drool pouring out of its mouth. It threw the dart away, and hissed at him. Turning around, Tex frantically began to tug at the door, slowly budging it an inch more open as air from the hallway rushed around the frame. The smiler calmly walked up to Gravestone, who tried to raise his gun to defend himself. Taking a massive swing, the monster slammed the man across the room, his head hitting one of the metal air vents with a solid thunk. “Commander!” Elias yelled, reaching out and trying to grab for the man, watching the entire scene in horror. Suddenly, Tex was finally able to fully open the door, pulling it open with a resounding metallic slam. Grabbing Elias, he pulled him away as the monster’s claws sliced through the cloth of Elias’ jacket, causing him to scream out in pain. Pulling the both of them as hard as he could, he grabbed the heavy door behind them, slamming it shut as the the monsters began to bang hard on the other side. Both men doubled over in shocked silence, their gasps hard and fast as they looked at the door in horror and astonishment. —------------- Helixion Genetics, South Maintenance Corridor, Building 3, Basement Level 5. REDACTED LOCATION. 23:20 MST. 30-Oct-20XX Slowly, Stag woke up, feeling somewhat groggy as the effects of the saliva finally wore off. An intense pain in the ass was the first thing he noticed. Looking behind him, he watched as the Alpha smiled down at him, slamming hard and fast inside of his ass. His arms were pinned to the floor making a T-shape by Patch on one side, and Pixel on the other. He instinctively tried to press himself up, but their grip was too strong, and he found he couldn’t move an inch. “Wakey, wakey… pretty boy…” the Alpha said, grunting as he continued to slam hard and fast in Stag’s ass. Stag groaned in pain and pleasure as his abdomen cramped up, feeling full of liquid like someone was flooding his insides. “Time for a second round,” the Alpha growled out, as a sharp pinching sensation shot through Stag’s core, forcing him to gasp out in pain and pleasure as he felt the infection start to take hold. Looking to one side at his hand, he watched as his veins plumped and skin already started to take on the sickly grey pallor. A euphoric smile spread across Stag's face, feeling the sudden rush as he felt his heart begin to race, and the room took on a hazy glow. Satisfied, the Alpha withdrew from Stag’s ass, leaving a gaping hole in its absence as a pool of thick black cum slowly drooled out of Stag’s ass. His comrades released him, and made space for the Alpha. Reaching back, Stag felt his hole, smiling as he brought his fingers to his lips and sucked them clean. The act surprised him, and left him wondering what had compelled him to do this. It had never previously occurred to him to taste the juices. Looking up, he watched as the Alpha spoke to a group of the creatures, unable to make out what they were saying in his muddled state of mind. The Alpha suddenly turned around and pulled Stag by the chin, licking his face with its large forked tongue before shoving it into his mouth. Stag again was surprised to find himself enjoying the feeling, rubbing his tongue alongside the Alpha’s. The taste was slightly metallic, and Stag couldn’t drink enough of the fluid as it transferred mouths. He would now be tasting this for a lifetime. “Hope you enjoy the ride, boy… The infection is going to set in fast this way,” the creature growled, suddenly releasing its grip on his chin as it walked away. “Just remember, this is what you asked for. And remember our deal. I expect you to come through.” Stag frowned at the parting words, when the group of smilers suddenly walked over and one knelt down, roughly shoving its glistening black cock deep inside Stag’s already brutalized guts without any words. Letting out a scream, Stag fought back tears as the monster quickly got to work.

I can’t stand condoms so as soon as I heard about undetectable I started only fucking with poz ud guys, but before that i almost never used condoms. After almost becoming poz about 18 years ago where I went through much of the initial shock and emotions, when it turned out I was neg I was no longer scared of it and I love getting poz cock nowadays

Sorry for the delay - here is the continuation of “ Selling my Status” Chapter 2: The Long Week The next seven days were the longest of my life. It was a bizarre purgatory, suspended between my old self and the new one I had so recklessly, chemically agreed to become. The morning after my visit to Matt’s, I woke up with a crushing headache and a dry, chemical taste in my mouth. The memories of the night flooded back in a nauseating wave: the smoke, the commands, the camera’s unblinking eye, the toilet swirling with my future. A sharp, cold panic seized me. What had I done? I scrambled for my phone, my fingers trembling as I opened my banking app. The rational part of my brain, the part that was screaming, knew it was a scam. There would be no money. I had just thrown away my health for a drug-fueled fantasy and a promise from a stranger. But the balance was there. Not the $50,000, but a pending wire transfer for $10,000. A subject line: Good faith. Don’t disappoint me. The panic didn't vanish, but it mutated. It was now tangled with a terrifying, thrilling sense of commitment. It was real. The money was real. He was real. The days that followed were a study in cognitive dissonance. By daylight, I was a normal guy. I went to work at my bland office job, answered emails, attended meetings. I was quiet, withdrawn. My colleagues must have thought I was coming down with something. In a way, I was. I was incubating. But inside, a constant, low hum of anxiety and… anticipation… thrummed through me. Every time my phone buzzed, my heart leapt into my throat. It was never him. He was silent, letting the tension build. He owned the silence as much as he owned the promise. My body felt different. Without the daily ritual of the blue pill, I felt raw, exposed, vulnerable. I’d catch myself staring into space, imagining what it would feel like. The conversion. The moment of transmission. The thought should have horrified me. And it did. But late at night, alone in my bed, it was the only thing that could bring me to a shuddering, shame-filled climax. I was becoming the character I’d played for his camera. On the fifth day, a package arrived at my door. No return address. Inside was a single, small box of a popular brand of protein bars. Taped to the inside of the lid was a negative test result. His. Recent. And a note, scrawled on thick, expensive cardstock: *Getting everything ready for you. Be clean. Be ready. *- M* The message was clear. The transaction was proceeding. He was confirming his own status to assure the "purity" of the product. I was the product. The finality of it, the clinical coldness mixed with the dark intimacy, left me breathless. I slid to the floor, the test result in my hand, and cried. I wasn't sure if they were tears of fear or of relief.

First a quick background about me. For stead my first cock when I was 19 it changed me forever addicted to cock ever since. Had my first true Dom in my mid twenties which lasted about a year. Pretty much completely broke me and threw me down the sub rabbit hole. Had some on and off relationships with other dogs over the years and sucked off crazy amount of strangers cocks. Now in my mid 40s I have two Doms that I service on a very regular basis. I would never get hard while being penetrated but what always get hard while sucking cock. I have noticed that especially being used as often as I am between my current two doms, that my balls will slowly ooooze and empty (ive never full on CAME from anal) Once they send me home, my balls are empty, but Im still HORNEY, but alot of the times could not jerk off, since I would stay limp. One of my current Doms hates when I get hard, and any time I barely get hard he will beat and squeeze me balls till im limp again. He has been very strict about this for about 6 months now, and lately, I cant get hard at all. I am, well, was, a chronic masturbator, so I have mixed feelings about this. Its frustrating, but I cant help but also be turned on by the thought that, these Doms could have conditioned me to be this way? I honestly dont think its a case of simple ED, has anyone else experienced this? Have I actually been conditioned and trained to be so sub that I now stay limp?

I was fucking a guy recently and dropped the f-bomb while I was breeding him. It almost instantly caused him to moan and shoot his load. Afterwards he mentioned that he loved how degraded it made him feel. What about the rest of you faggots? 😉

I totally agree. While I’m otherwise masculine looking and acting, Alpha tops have made accept that it’s my role to give up the last shred of masculinity and manhood to enhance theirs, and that I am at my best when I exclusively give up my mind and body to please a real man who’ll ultimately use me and breed me as he pleases. And for this I’m grateful.

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

My friend who also doubles as my big bro. It’s a good 8-9” long and fat with a nice curve. But what is influential is that he constantly tells me that he will knock me up with it when thinks it’s time. So it will change my life when he does do it

My mom caught me sucking the next door neighbor when I was 16. He used to give me cigarettes for sucking him off lol. She never really said anything but I know she watched us

This was taken about 40 minutes ago.

What a weekend it was. For some time now, I've been regularly meeting a man I met on Grindr. You could say we're building a relationship. He's a 62-year-old Norwegian (retired and divorced, gay). Maybe I'll write about how we met someday, but currently, our relationship is as follows: we meet mainly on weekends – he lives in another city and usually flies in to see me. This weekend, I went to see him. On Friday, around 3 p.m., he picked me up at the airport. We kissed for a while in the car, and I gave him a little blowjob, but he didn't want to do it because he knows I love a good creampie, so he'd been loading his cum for a few days. when we got to his apartment (he has an apartment in the city center - with several bedrooms and bathrooms) - I immediately went to freshen up after the trip. He joined me in the shower, where we kissed passionately, and finally he inserted his thick, 18-centimeter cock into me. We moved to the bedroom, where we played for several minutes, until he finally ejaculated inside me as I rode him. Then we rested for a while and went to a bar for a drink – my lover loves it when I wear a thong – so he gave me a new, sexy pair and asked me to put them on. After returning from the bar, slightly drunk, we made love again, and once again he ejaculated deeply inside me. In the morning, I woke him up with a BJ, we had breakfast, and we went shopping to get ready, as his friends were visiting us today – mainly to meet me (it wasn't meant to be an orgy – my partner claims I'm the one and he doesn't need any more happiness). His friends also visited us in the evening. They were - a hetero couple in their 60s, very nice and young people in spirit (I am 30), a gay couple in their 40s and one gay friend, 52, also divorced - 190 cm, about 100 kg, very athletic, balding, with a slight beard. As is common at every house party, there was a fair amount of alcohol, questions, and self-talk. My partner hugged me a lot in front of others, and we kissed occasionally—no one had a problem with it, although the single man always looked at us with excitement. I also noticed he was staring at me intently when I bent over and my thong was visible. I also get very horny after drinking, so I decided to be a little provocative. I had to do it discreetly so my boyfriend wouldn't notice. So when this lonely man went out to the balcony to smoke, I followed him, asked for a cigarette, and sat down close to him, so my leg was touching his. We chatted a bit, laughed, and I deliberately leaned over the railing to see my ass, with my thong sticking out, in his direction. He then told me I had a damn sexy ass. I laughed and kissed him on the neck. Then, increasingly under the influence of alcohol, in the apartment or on the balcony, I grabbed him around the crotch a few times, and he grabbed my ass. Everyone wanted to go to sleep, so I cuddled up to my boyfriend and we started kissing. When I found only me in the living room, he and his friend were in the kitchen, I then sat on top of my boyfriend and started rubbing my ass against his cock. He said we were going to bed – for an obvious reason – and the lonely friend was supposed to sleep in the living room. When my boyfriend went to the bathroom, I told the other guy I'd have a quick fuck with my boyfriend and come over when he fell asleep. So we did – in fact, after a few minutes of blowjob, my boyfriend squirted and immediately fell asleep. Then I went out to the living room and told the other guy to go to the balcony. When we got out, he sat on the sofa and I started sucking his cock – it was wonderfully thick, about 17 cm, with a big head. I knew we couldn't risk it, so after a while of blowjob, I took off my cock and sat on it. After a few minutes of sex and kissing, he leaned me against the railing, took my panties aside, and fucked me from behind. When he came, his whole body tensed, and he grabbed my ass like no one had ever done before. We went back to bed, and in the morning, my boyfriend was fucking me in the ass while his friend's cum dripped down my backside.

I took my last two loads on Saturday last 8/23/25. It was a hook up off off grindr. I started talking with this hot guy and after 10 mins he sends me his location and tells me he can host. I drove about 15 minutes and arrived at his place and we immediately go into his bedroom. He brings up status right away asking if I was negative and on prep. I told him yes. He replied the reason I ask is. He was positive and detectable. I was put off at first. He said that he understood if I wanted to leave. But I stayed. I liked the guy and I figured we'd talk awhile and the mood would pass. But it didn't, he pulled out his uncut cock, it was very nice, about 6-7 inches but as thick as a coke can. I started suck him. After a 5 or so minutes, he got up and started pulling off my pants. Before I knew it my ass was in the air and he squirted some lube and he slid right in. It felt amazing. He fucked me doggy while then rolled me over holding my legs high in the air and started pounding me again. We fucked like that awhile then he pulled out and turned around pushed my legs down folded me all most in half and pushed his cock in my again and started raising up and down. Few minutes later he turned around grabbed my ankles. He entered me and said I'm all most there. I said Ok. He then thrusted deep and moaned. He gave me a four day load. We talked about 15 minutes or so and asked if I would drive him to the store so I did. While he went in I stayed in the car waiting. I could feel his load running out of my ass, it was a huge turn on. He got back into the car and I told him. He thought it was so hot. He made a phone call and was talking with the person then asked if I would take him there. So I did. He told me to come up to the apt. with him. When we got to the door the guy answered and we went in. The guy was a friend of my new friend and wasn't long we were all naked. I was sucking of the first guy and the new guy was barebacking me. He was about 7" cut to very nice head on him. Ted was the first guys name he tells me Manny (the new guy) was newly positive with a HVL. The words are barely out of his mouth when Manny cums deep in my ass. We spend the rest of the day fucking. I got two more loads from each. It was a great fun filled day. We already made plans for next weekend. Can't wait.

Hello there, chapter II is here 🙂 WHAT DID YOU DO TO ME? CHAPTER 2 The situation unfolded rapidly from then on. Helpless Hank felt two spits on his hole and immediately, something big started to push in. This is insane, Hank thought. Although he gave up fighting and knew that his ass will not come out of this unhurt, feeling a monster dick pushing to his hole made him think it’s physically impossible for such cock to be able to penetrate him. Yet another mistake of Hank. Within several seconds, the monster cockhead popped into his hole. „Mmmmph,“ he tried to yell from the the pain which he felt, but the ballgag prevented him from making much noise. However, while Hank did feel some pain, it was nothing unbearable and he couldn’t help but wondering how come that Mike’s dick entered him so easily. Then it came. Hank felt one big thrust and third of Mike’s cock was inside him. The instinct made Hank yell from pain, but again the ballgag did its work and prevented any significant noise. With second thrust, another third of Mike’s cock got in. Hank again had to try to yell, but the pain felt no worse than with just one third of Mike’s cock. It only took two or three seconds for Mike to push one more time and his thick eight incher was in Hank’s ass balls deep. Hank felt absolutely humiliated once he felt Mike starting to fuck him hard. Here he was, alpha bastard who is used to dominate everyone, handcuffed and bent over the desk, being fucked by some black brute. But apart from humiliation, he also felt sorry for his behaviour towards the petite clerk which got him here at first place. Hank was very much aware that he’s hot headed and it often brings him troubles. With his alpha power, he was used to come of such situations as winner after all, but often at night when he was laying in his bed, some serious questioning of his own behaviour got to his head. He couldn’t help it though, and next day he again acted like a total asshole. So now it’s clear, he thought, an asshole like me can only have his asshole fucked to learn a lesson. He couldn’t unhide his sensitive side to anyone though, especially to these two, he thought, and tried his best to make it clear that he does not like the situation, while still being aware that he has no chance to resist. At one point, he thought that maybe squeezing his ass as hard as possible will make the fucking less comfortable for Mike. But he’s been on mistaking streak and again was wrong. „Yeah,“ Mike screamed in pleasure,“ do that again and harder, bitch! I love tight holes!“ Bad take, Hank realized and naively thought of trying it the other way, relaxing his hole as much as it was physically possible, considering the discomfort of having some dick in his ass. „Trying it the other way, huh?“ Mike asked and continued: „No problem, Pete and I will love to double penetrate you once you’re relaxed enough!“ Hank’s first instinct was to panic, not knowing what to do. He was slowly sinking to some serious self-pity. He felt terrible, sinking so low that it disgusted him. He almost wanted to cry while feeling the huge hard cock in his ass and big black balls hitting his prostate. Drowning in self pity thoughts, the tactile cells of his body highlighted the feel of the balls which repeatedly hit his prostate significantly. Between all those thoughts, it was just slap – slap – slap, repeated again and again. Hank felt absolutely disgusted as he felt those hits, so much that it was starting to seem to him that he’s about to vomit. Oh great, Hank thought, not only that I have to go through this fucking madness, not I’m about to throw up, oh no...this can’t happen! He was prepared for the worst, but tried his best to not to think about it, hoping that the feeling will pass. He was trying his best to not think of the balls which repetedly slapped his prostate, but it was not possible. The more he tried, the more his mind was focused on it. Hank felt lost and turned to his last resort. This alpha bastard prayed, trying to send the polite request to the universe asking for some relief. It worked instantly. However, not really the way that Hank expected. Suddenly, the big balls slapping his prostate stopped feeling disgusting. Instead, Hank was mindblown as it suddenly felt nice. This can’t be, he thought, but focusing on it more, it was clear that it suddenly makes him feel good. One slap, second one then third...yup, it suddenly started feeling really amazing. Trying to scream with ballgag a minute ago, Hank was now seriously silent as something unexpected gives him such sensation. What’s more, realizing that he has this huge black dick in his hole, Hank suddenly got aware that this huge hard dick feels good inside him, too…at that point, Hank shockingly realized that it’s already been several minutes since he started humping against this black alpha top and wants him to fuck harder. He did his best to turn his head to face Mike. Upon doing so, their eyes met and Mike knew immediately. „Seems like your turning point is here, bitch.“ he said and started fucking Hank brutally. „Mmmmmm,“ sounded again from Hank. This time, it was the sound of ectasy. Hank then turned his head again to face Pete, as he now knew this petite man is named. Again just upon their eyes meeting, Pete knew. „OK, but no bites,“ he said and removed the ballgag from Hank’s mouth. Hank had no intention to bite. He already acknowledged that being fucked feels amazing. Knowing that made him curious, but already sure that sucking cock will feel equally good. As he watched Pete unbuckling his belt, a bit of saliva uncontrollably poured out from the corner of Hank's mouth. Oh no, I'm a faggot, he thought. TO BE CONTINUED

It was a little before two o'clock when my hunky married texted to say he out front in front of job. Told my supervisor I was headed out to lunch. I rushed out front, looked for his work van and got in. As I was getting my cock out, he was taking his out. Ever since he made himself a cockring, his cock has gotten so hard and bigger. As he made a left going on the freeway, I crawled up to him and began sucking his beautiful cock. He loves it when I do it while he's driving. We finally get to the park. Of course it's a beautiful day and everyone is out. He turns off the van, waits to see if it's clear and crawls back to me and begins to suck me. He does this for a few minutes and lays down on his side so I can fuck him. Since we have no lube, we have to use lotion. We do one quick look and notices a police car not too far away. We say screw it and begin fucking. He voices how much he loves my black cock inside him. I pound his ass quickly because for one I'm horny and two I'm scared of getting caught by patrons and or the police. His ass is so warm on my cock. But a few quick thrusts, I cum inside him. He voices he wishes we were at my place. One more quick look and he tells me to get behind him. I do as I am told. I have to remind him not to shake the van and draw any attention. Once we're done he goes back into the driver seat while I'm pulling up my pants. Another fine day at the park!😜

And to add to that, once you go bare you won't go back. I fucked bare and never put a condom on again! Guys wanted me to fuck them and I said no if they wanted it "safe." Bare is the only way to go. I'm sure the men here agree!!

why is so hard to find regular cocksucker in philly they e-mail text back all gamer i moved back to area for family issue i was in ohio no promblem any reply

Not sure I understand the negative test result.

Love getting recorded, but it needs to be not showing my face... [think before following links] https://thisvid.com/embed/8862385/

Friday night update: I slowed it down a bit. because Sat -tonight is PIG and HorseFair at Kit Klub --so I wanted to stay a bit fresh but i did go back to Tiergarten and wow! wow! it wasn't as crowded as Wed night- go figure- but it was clear and the rain didn't make things too muddy but it was a smaller crowd but wow active-- it was a bit slow at first - bending over at the tennis table by myself away from the the other table- it took a moment but i was bent over and hooded so some guy felt me up and started pumping away. Well took first load in 15 min there and then little by little i started getting more comers . After another fuck and load i went to the toilets and well it was like out of gulag scene in a dark smelly toilet- men crowded in -who what -so dark but i got bent over since i was just wearing a cumdump skirt with hole primed i took 3 loads bent over not seeing who what - was in heaven- i thought it can't get any better but things were a bit peppier at the tables again so i went and bent over and slowly took more cock and men and a couple of more loads not a lot- the tops were going from hole to hole . the one embarrassing moment at the end - a big tall top with a massive dick fucked me so well and deep that i painted him - ugh i felt so bad and after he pulled out i went up to clean myself and then left . it was over - hopped back to hotel and thought i try to clean out again but not working so i just went to sleep. But wow it was worth it- i never felt so myself bent over in a dark park like i did last night and the toilet fucks were -manna from heaven! It was a good decision to avoid the circuit party and go left when everybody went right. I'm resting this afternoon and hoping hole does well today- i 'm trying to do double duty but i'm rarely here so Horsefair at 5:30 open and will put on alarm on my watch so leave to go to PIG and hope i'm primed and holding for that night. Not sure what to expect-its been sensory overload. Wish me luck!

So I can relate- I used to get hard and jack off when I was sucking or even when I was getting fucked. I experienced my first anal orgasm early in my sexual journey and had gotten used to not having it with most of the tops who fucked me so I guess it was my way of getting off physically at least having the male orgasm. Pretty much settling on mediocrity. I did chase that incredible feeling of cumming hands free and soft and trembling in waves of pleasure that come with the anal orgasm. Having masturbated millions of times I lost interest in the basic “local” male orgasm that I can have whenever I want and recognized that the other was infinitely better and never looked back. So over the past several years I’ve leaned into my true identity as a total bottom, with the guidance of a special top who not only gave me the orgasm i was looking for but also taught me to get off psychologically on serving, satisfying, taking, drinking, swallowing, submitting to my top king. The tops I play with now are not interested in my penis at all and prefer not to even see it which helps to minimize any thoughts of playing with myself during the session. I now find it a non issue. I can get off by myself with a toy and don’t need to be fully or even mostly hard anymore. My formerly impressively sized penis is getting smaller and I’m enjoying my sessions much more now that I let go of thinking about my local penile pleasure and enjoy surrendering entirely to my top king and I always end up with a smile on my face and a quivering hole

Great dick and PA…and load.

I am in a long-term sexual relationship with my cousin. We started playing together as kids. I was 12 and he was 14. My mother caught us a couple of times. She found us naked in bed sucking each other's cocks. She also saw me being fucked later on. Mom never said anything. I only started acting slutty after she caught us. I was okay with my mother seeing how much I enjoyed being fucked. I've been getting horny AF since I was a kid, and it's still the same way now. My cousin got turned on even more—he got a hard-on as a kid from the idea of fucking her really hard—after she watched me get fucked. My cousin is married already for years. But still we fuck from time to time. Its my cousin, family - who is my longest sex parner. Its 30 years now 🙂

Yesterday after work at 5 I headed to my favorite cruising bathroom here in Vegas from 5:20-5:45 I took 4 loads, got fucked by 1 guy thick uncut Latino he came in me, the next guy fucked me came in me and and used the cum of a bystander as lube to start fucking me, the last man was a BBC I’ve fucked here before and he pissed on me and railed me.

The question is silly. The safest fuck you'll get is by poz guys who are on meds and undetectable. Everyone else presents a higher risk. There is no HIV test for "neg" because of the window period.

Well. This was probably one of the best days I've ever had. Where to begin. First off it's important to understand the events of the first post I made here about "hesitantly going back to that event" or something along those lines. I was hesitant about that event but I went anyways. I played with a few guys in the dark room and was getting fucked. And complicated stuff came up while I was there and that spun into a nightmare that I won't get into. But despite the brewing nightmare that I could not fully comprehend at the time I still stayed there. I was free after all and then I met him when I was about to leave. He was a beautiful red haired bearded man and I thought there is no way this man would be into me. But I was surprised and I cruised him a little and sat next to him and we sat next together and played. We made out, he did sort of sensory and impact play on me involving twisting my nipples, hitting me, slapping me, hitting my balls, holding my breath, and other forms of play like that. Oh yeah he spanked my ass too that was hot. We played a little in the open area and then went to a somewhat private room. We made out for hours and did forms of play and then I went to his place and spent the night. That began a series of events that have slowly led to my sexual awakening. Among the storm and chaos that was violently forming while we met he gave me the best advice. Be sex positive. Be a slut, be a cumdump, be a whore, be what you want to be but own and it do it because you want to. We have gone out a few times since then. But we have seen each other less and I haven't been the best at communicating things. It was hinted a few times that we got together that he didn't care if I fool around with others. And I have spent the night with him since then where we fooled around and did more sensual play/impact play and I had my nipples worked good. I also learned more about him and his style. I've felt since I met him that he has a lot of potential of wanting to explore things with me and he brings out a lot in me. And I bring out a lot in him. Well today we got together and had a meal and then went to a place of learning and fascination and wonder where people go to admire and observe art. I'm being coy about the place but it's an obvious public place where people like to go. Regardless of me being coy this is where the story starts I just wanted readers to understand the back story. The Public Restroom After lunch we went to the exhibit area. Before going in we sat on a bench. Up to this point we have fooled around in little in the car, in parks on a bench and that's been pretty much it. He's hinted he wants to do a lot more public play and I have sucked him in the park. He complimented me last time saying I look so good on my knees. Such a sweet man. When we sat on a public bench we made out some. He played with my cock that got hard fast and was taking the precum and licking it and having me lick it. Sharing. I sucked his finger too. Making out with him on the bench was hot and so was swapping precum. I licked him and bite him a few times because he enjoys that. He asked if I would do anything he says. I slightly paused and said yes. He said he noticed me paused which is good. And he said he wouldn't do anything I wouldn't like but I told him if it wasn't so busy I would get on my knees and suck him. He knew I would. We got up and went to the entrance of the exhibit building and made out in the front. Then we suggested we go to the bathroom. I followed him like a loyal little pup to the end stall that was larger. We both went into the same stall and locked the door latch. He kissed me and pretty much immediately ordered me on my knees. Being the good boy I am and testing my own mettle and potential without realizing it I was on my knees instantly. I licked his belly and bite it and he moaned. I rubbed my nose and mouth against his bulge. I undid his zipper and pulled down his pants. I lightly put my mouth over the cock in his underwear and licked and acted as if I was sucking him through his underwear. He groaned calling me a good boy. I pulled down his underwear and his cock was half hard with his beautiful PA on the end of it. It's a ring too but this one looked different then his previous one. I took it in my mouth and started sucking him. I remembered the second night we got together and I stayed at his place. I learned how much he really liked me to bite and chew on him. He brought out something different in me I've always liked biting but usually limited it to ears and sometimes neck and shoulders. I bite his cock slightly while sucking him. This is what he likes and he loved me biting and sucking him at the same time while sucking his cock with his PA. This PA felt different then the last one he had and it wasn't interfering as much and I could feel the metal hitting the inside of my throat. It was so fucking hot he was loving it. He said I look so damn cute and hot on my knees. He said I belong on my knees. He called me a cocksucker and said what a faggot I am. He said I'm a good faggot. I was loving sucking him and could tell that I could make him cum. Then the door opened. Motherfucker. I froze and got nervous. He expertly stood in a different area around the toilet. He motioned me to get dressed through hand gestures without saying a word. I stood and he motioned me to exit the stall and wash my hands. I kinda waited til the person left and left the stall and he left shortly behind me. I felt like I was holding my breath and trying not to breathe until we went to the giftshop area. I felt like I could let out a huge sigh and we made out a little bit before going to the gift shop and saying how fucking hot it was. We enjoyed the giftshop and then went to the exhibits. It was an amazing experience between seeing different parts of the exhibit I was manhandled. My hand was pulled, I felt him behind me several times holding me, guiding me, grabbing my shoulder, and I was just putty in his hands to shape, move, act how he wanted. I loved it and we did make out a few times in between. The exhibits were great too. When we were done we went back to the public restroom. The Public Restroom Part Two This is when I really got tested. We went back to the stall and I was excited to suck him again. He did something I would have never expected. He asked if I drank piss and said he wanted me to drink his piss. I did not hesitate. I got my knees and he took out his cock and took it in his mouth. True to his word he did piss in my mouth. To say it's been years since I've drank piss is an understatement. When I was younger..in my 20s I first tried it with someone and it was horrible I hated it. Then I tried it at a bar and it was hot I was surprised I drank it all with just a little struggle the Sir Top was surprised too. He said I was a natural piss drinker. It was also a campground area and that night I went to the showers and various men pissed on me and pissed in me. Then a few years later I went to a bar in a very popular and well known gay town. And it was also a leather bar. I don't know why I did it but at the urinal I saw a man and he looked at me and I got on my knees. I remember saying "Do you need a urinal Sir?". He called me a faggot and a good boy and said he hasn't tried it but he wanted to use a fag. He pissed in my mouth and I drank it all he was drinking beer. After I took all his piss he gave me some of his beer and poured it down my throat and said I'm a good fag boy and thanked me. That wasn't the last time I drank piss I think it was also a time at a campground but those details are hazier. Sorry to get lost in memories haha. Back to the present with the incredible man who's re-awakening me. Those memories flashed through my mind as I was drinking his piss. I was swallowing it. Now like I said it's been years so I was no fucking expert. I got a good amount of piss my my mouth cheeks like a chipmunk or slightly before that exaggerated look and feeling. I swallowed about 3 times a large amount of piss. He did not piss in a steady stream so I was not able to just keep drinking it which threw me off. There was a point where my mouth was OVERFILLED and I couldn't swallow. I unfortunately had to lean over to the toilet and spit the piss out. He pissed all over the seat. I tried to guide his beautiful PA cock to aim it into the bowl the rest of his piss but he was not trying to aim. I caught my breath afterwards and swallowed. Instinctively I grabbed the toilet paper and cleaned the seat covered in piss. I even used the toilet paper to clean the floor. I then used the toilet paper to clean his shoes a little he got some piss on his jeans. I realized later he didn't mind. But I think he liked me frantically trying to clean up the piss. He lifted me up after I cleaned everything up and he kissed me. He still made out with me even though my mouth probably smelled like piss. His piss did not taste bad though it was just excessive in volume. He got on his knees and he sucked my cock. I was fucking rock hard. He loved playing with my foreskin and making me wince. But he also alternated between sucking me. He looked so fucking hot sucking my cock with his beautiful red long beard. I pictured his beard and face covered with cum and got harder. I actually wanted to fuck him and I have fucked him before. Not publicly though. I was loving fucking his face and I pulled on his beard and he loved it. I licked and bit his face and he groaned and moaned. God he's just as good at taking as he is at giving. Before I could do more or cum I heard a door open. Motherfucker times two. This time I strategically pulled my shorts down and sat on the toilet. He stood on the side of the toilet hiding his shoe presence. I really did have to piss too so I pissed naturally while sitting which I was hoping would make me appear to be using the stall normally. To my surprise he started fingering my hole while I was on the toilet. My dick was getting so hard I prepped and cleaned myself before I went out of course but having my hole played with and fingered while sitting on a toilet pissing is very very new for me. And there aren't a lot of new things for me. After they left I got up but someone else came in. Agh god dammit again. I still had to pee though so it was kind of fine and he continued to play with my hole and I felt like so horny and was precumming while trying to pee. After they left we decided it's too risky and to bail. I spit and washed my mouth with water and washed my face with soap and water. After we got out of the bathroom and left the building I asked if that offended him and he said it did not. He said he didn't mind kissing my pissy mouth though and said it's hot that my belly is full of piss. God this man is incredible. As we walked to our cars I went into his. We made out some and I played with his pierced nipples. I loved twisting them and pulling his beard and he loved his nipples pulled hard and beard played with. I sucked his nipples too but I was a little too rough I forgot how much pressure to use with my teeth. But I recovered and remembered it has been a little since we've seen each other I remembered most everything else. This man has trained me so well from just a few encounters. We made out some more and stopped a few times when people were walking by since it was in public technically still. Talking about Our Potential This next part is more about talk but there are hot elements. There is more FUN to come after though. I openly asked and tried to clarify some things about us learning about each other and where things are going. I also stated some things that I wanted and he listened and understood and stated we will try to see each other more. We have only been seeing each other once or every two weeks. I was really happy and relieved he was open to seeing me more. And while the future is still uncertain it seems like it's something we want to explore together. He mentioned some ownership-like aspects the last time I was at his place and I hesitated then. I did not now. He suggested the idea of us meeting up a public place and playing in a future outing or even at a play area like a bath house or book store similar to how we met. And him having guys use me. I said fuck yes. I also owned up to the fact that I have been playing with others in between our meetings. He pretended to shame me but laughed and said that's bad but fucking hot. He said he has played a little in between too at a place I like to go to sometimes. I initially told him just a small number of play area places I've gone to some of the ones I've posted here. But as we talked more I told him some guys I've hooked up with as well in between and some places I've gone to find guys to hook up with. His responses were just hot, sexy, and fun and said I'm a good faggot. He said a few other fun verbal things too. He has some ideas for me in the future for areas and playing with others. He re-assured me I can tell him as much as I want and it's up to me but he says it's hot to hear about. I told him that I can see in his eyes that he has plans for me. He said yeah but it will be fun. And I said it definitely will. In between times of fun we will also find more times to get together as well. It's so ironic and I even told him how last Friday. The story I wrote about me going to the bar and being led around by the Sir sucking guys and sucking off the leather sir in the public open hallway and fucking and being bred by the hot young bear cub at the book store. That I stupidly kinda felt like he maybe wasn't wanting to have sex with me but I said how stupid that was considering everything we did today. And that the self doubt I've had is completely gone. I think the man knows that I want to be his boy. And I think he wants me to. We made out some more after this talk and me sharing some fun stories and experiences from the past and him sharing some of his. I can tell that at the moment I do have freedom but I can tell a point might come down the line where he has more control over who I play with or there might be times where he doesn't want me to for a form of his own pleasure for a short amount of time. That's perfectly fine as long as we discuss and agree with things I believe the dynamic will work. I'm just in shock and awe at all of this how understanding and positive (lol) he is about all this. But it's like the sex positivity he told me when we met. He really means it. And he called me more fun verbal names while we made out some more. Damn we did a lot of making out in that car. We unfortunately had to say goodbye. But to my surprise he asked if I was going to the bookstore. My eyes widened and he said if I want to go then go and have fun. He said he'd like to hear about it if I do go. I told him I wasn't entirely sure but I'd let him know if I do. He had to go home and do some work. We had a few more embraces and kisses and then he drove away. Siri take me to the adult bookstore 😭 Literally what I said to my car as soon as I got in. Like no fucking hesitation. I was so fucking horned up and not full of sexual frustration. But full of encouragement, piss, desire, and lust. I arrived there and saw it was relatively packed. I kinda got on a hook up app but then decided fuck it. I got my stuff and walked in and paid. And to the corridors I go. There were a few hot guys around. I cruised a few guys but signals were not clear. I saw a cute otter cub but could not tell if he was into me. I went into a booth and saw him sitting with his cock hard and up. I got on my knees and like the eager boy I am I licked my lips and looked at him. He looked at me and I saw his cock twitch. He had a nice size cock. He stuck his cock through the glory hole and I sucked him. He tasted pretty good. I was enjoying sucking him and in no time at all I could taste a salty tangy taste as his cock was deep down my throat. Fuck the hot otter cub was cumming in my mouth. I sucked him to completion and I thanked him. Next I walked around some more and went into my favorite row of glory holes in the middle. I saw a guy come in with a trimmed beard. He looked at me on my knees and pulled out his cock. He was uncut and damn his cock was kinda pointy and long. I was enjoying sucking him but started to choke a few times. I decided to do what I wanted. That Friday night I went to the bar and the Sir Daddy lead me around sucking his friend's cock and playing with me. I could have easily sucked that man's cock. I could have rode his cock. The guy I played with in the dark room there he would have fucked me with that hot curved cock. That hot leather daddy I sucked off in the hallway would have fucked me too. I decided to take control and brave it and I pulled off the guy's cock. I took my shorts down and put my ass against the glory hole. He pressed his cock head against my tight ass. Fuck he was long. I felt him go in me and I groaned as he started fucking me bareback. I took my ass and backed up on him more. I also twitched and clenched my hole. He fucked me for a few minutes but he changed and had mostly the tip of his dick fucking my hole. It's like he was jacking off in my hole. I felt a huge load and he fucked the load into me. Fuck his load was damn huge fucker flooded my ass. Once he emptied in me he pulled off me. I thanked him and he went on his way. I went to the bathroom and pissed but kept the load in me. I saw a few more hot guys. I sucked two other guys in the glory holes. Two more bearded daddies one older and one younger. They were both moaning and enjoying it but then they pulled off. I didn't suck them both at once but they both acted the same. Once they pulled out of my mouth the wiped their dick and left the booth. I wonder if they were trying to save their loads or were together. I didn't try to ride them but maybe I should have. I saw a cute older man go into the dark room. I sucked him and got him hard. I bent over and he pushed me against the wall and fucked me. Another bottom was getting fucked and I was sucking his dick while I was getting fucked. The guy pulled out of me and was playing with someone else. I pulled up my shorts and left the dark room. I tried to cruise a few other guys but more mixed signals. I did have my eye on a hot white haired and white bearded daddy bear. I thought he was maybe looking at me but wasn't sure. I went to the front of the area and looked at an open booth. I didn't realize he was behind me and I walked in the room and he followed me in. He said I'm a fucking hot and sexy boy. I said he's a hot daddy. He was wearing a sexy blue shirt too I loved and admired his style. But he literally pulled me to him and we made out a little. I pinched his nipple and he groaned. He grabbed my ass. I sucked his nipple and he loved it and put me on his other nipple. He did not seem to want too much foreplay he grinded against my hard cock with what felt like a huge hard cock in his pants. And he kept pawing my ass. Nothing fucking hotter then a hot daddy bear that wants ass. Cannot describe how hot the feeling is to be a horny boy in the eyes of a hungry bear. He put me on my knees and the hot white bearded daddy bear was not wearing underwear. He had a huge curved cock. I put my mouth on his cock and started sucking that beautiful curved bear daddy dick while on my knees. He loved me sucking him he was in such sensory overload. He pulled me off and made out with me some more. He said "it's time boy I want to fuck". I took my clothes off completely. He complemented my hard leaky dick. I told him my dick is always hard and leaky around hot daddy bears. Not fucking lying it is. It's sweet honey nectar for the bears I suppose 🤣. Especially after what happened earlier in the afternoon hahaha. He got nervous when I told him I was poz but I told him I was undetectable. He said he generally fucks with condoms. I told him that's fine. But he didn't have any. It wasn't fine but I wanted that daddy bear dick however I could get it. I never carry condoms so that wasn't a lie. He decided fuck it he pressed his hard curved daddy bear dick at my sloppy cummy boyhole that was still tight. Fuck he felt so big when he was pushing in me and he to no surprise decided to fuck me bareback. I yelped out. He said I'm fucking tight and that daddy bear was going to wreck my hole. He said that I will get fucked and not a quick one. He was not kidding. He fucked me bent over for a good while and pulled out several times and we made out and then he fucked me some more. I could tell he was trying hard not to cum. At one point I was naked on the sort of cushion area and laying on it like a good whore slut faggot taking daddy bear's dick and my head being pushed against the wall. The thump of my head hitting the wall hurt a little but daddy bear was having fun using my boy ass for his pleasure. He said he really did not want to cum but I kept clenching my ass trying to get him to cum. A eureka of a memory unlocked. Years ago I played with a leather Sir who was HEAVY into bdsm with me. I was played with in various ways. I remember once in a sling like contraption partially constrained when he was fucking me with his big Sir Daddy leather dick. He told me did not want to cum yet. I rode his dick anyways and clenched my ass. He said I better not make him cum. He said boy you are making me cum I'm not ready yet. But he shouted at me calling me a fucking whore of a boy as he bred me. He did spank and flog me after disobeying him but it was worth it. Heheh I was a cheeky fucker and the main did not own a claim on me. But we had fun sessions and fuck sessions. He also had a husband so I wasn't really his boy just a boy he played with occasionally. But maybe I'm out of practice yeah I probably am but could not get the bear to cum. He even told me "Nice try boy but I'm going to keep fucking you". Haha at least I tried. I asked him if I can ride daddy bear's cock while he sits down. He said go for it boy. He sat down and I took a breathe and felt his huge daddy bear dick opening my hole even more and I tried to ride him. He was loving me riding him but the daddy bear stood up and I had to press my hands against the video both video screen while he was fucking me. Unfortunately a friend of his kept knocking on the door several times while we were fucking. He kept opening the door and no one was there but said his friend might be ready to leave. He wanted to keep fucking me. But eventually he gave up and said that he wants to fuck me more but his friend was waiting and he had to go. He did take my number though. What is up with daddy bears with holding their cum from breeding me 😄 He was very up front with me after and we went to the bathroom together to wash up a little. He asked if I have a partner, husband, boyfriend, am I seeing someone? He said you are seeing someone aren't you. Of course I'm not going to deny or hide the amazing budding potential that's building between me and that man. I told him honestly that I am getting to know someone. That we've seen each other several times and are progressing. But I told him that he's fine with my playing with others and thinks it's hot and fun. I told him I even texted him and told him I was at the bookstore and that I sucked a guy off and got bred by a guy a little while ago. And I actually did text him that. He texted me how hot it was and encouraged me and also wished he was there to see it. The daddy bear told me that's great and he understands my situation and said he does want to see me again. There wasn't too much else that happened after the hot white bearded daddy bear. A guy did brush up against me when I left the bathroom and smiled at me. I thought he wanted to play with me but I made passes at him and he turned me down. There were some hot guys but none of them seemed to be into me which is fine. I had an amazing day with a sexy special man. And I got to have fun getting fucked and sucking cock there a few times. I was more then satisfied and full (Literally full of cum and piss.) So I left. I texted him letting him know that I left the bookstore and heading home. I let him know I got home safely and showered and needed it so bad. He said what a fun and sexy slutty boy I am and how he had an amazing day with me. I actually did hear back from that fun grey bearded daddy bear while typing this haha so I'll probably get together with him soon. I cannot state how amazing today was. And after the talk I had with him I know there are going to be more exciting, exploring, and awakening days ahead in the future. I cannot wait. I will probably take a break from fucking and sucking for a few days as well 😛 Oh right load count time. 1 Load Swallowed 1 Load Taken from Being Bred Til next time.

I’ve been bottoming raw for the last 20 years, so I figure conservatively that’s 2500 loads. Many are repeats for sure so I’m thinking true body count is somewhere between 600-900 different guys who fucked and. That’s just in my ass. Could add another 600 just for my mouth. zero regrets

deep inside and don't pull out till I'm s;hooting blanks

Here is Part 16!!! It is finally done. Thanks for waiting so long on it. It is a really big part, with a buildup to the moment of Jake's own pleasure during the daddy event . This part is so big that I divided it into sub-parts. It might be too big to read in one go. If I made some mistakes in the story, I'm really sorry. This took a few days to write, so I had to stop multiple times and get back to it later. I read the whole story afterward again to remove small mistakes. But it might happen that there are still some minor ones in it. I really hope you guys like it. I tried to include more detailed feelings in it and describe the whole setting , especially the part 6.4 with Jake and his own matched daddy. I guess I wrote it a bit differently than the previous parts to try and do this. I added lots of photos in all the part too. Please post if you like it. let me hear what you think. 😈 Part 16 part 6.1 It's getting a bit dark already, and I start to walk back to my hotel room. It's a long walk; I did not remember that I had walked so far, but I guess I was lost in my thoughts. I can see the main pool coming up, so I walk on. It is partly deserted. I guess most people are eating or getting ready for the evening. I still have time, so I can get myself prepared and changed In the middle of the main pool, I clearly see Kayode. He is still on a platform in the middle of the pool. They brought him a table where he is now sitting on. He does not see me; I'm walking from behind him. He looks bruised, tired, and worn out . Cum is dripping from the table onto the platform. Damn , that's a lot of cum... How many did he have to take, all in public? They did give him a new jock. It does not surprise me if they ripped off the old one in one of the fucks. They really must have used him. Though the new jock can't prevent that cum is still leaking out of his hole. How can he sit like that? It should hurt like hell. Or... is he so bruised and messed up that his body just shut off the pain? I can see clearly some red blood stains on his new jock if I pay attention to it. Fuck... he really is used and fucked. How many loads did he get? All from different guys, or did some fuck him more than once? I guess the host did not lie. He will have taken many, many poz loads now, swimming deep inside his teared-up hole, mixing with his blood and body, infecting him with lots of different strains. He indeed would not know who his poz daddy could be. It can be all the guys in the hotel... I guess Kayode will get a really bad infection sickness over time. Photo Kayode at pool Then I think of Mark and Leroy again. Mark fucked him first. I can feel a bit of anger in me. He made Kayode look like this too. He really does not care. And Leroy ... I think I should give him a punishment too, just to take some revenge for not telling me and fucking with Mark behind my back. I really have no idea what I can say to Kayode. I'm a bit sorry for what they all did to him. Nothing I say can make it better, and he knows it will go on tomorrow. They will fuck and breed him again, whether he wants to or not. That's his punishment. Fast and silent, I keep walking, leaving the pool behind , walking up to my hotel room. There is a helper in my hallway again; he is smiling at me. "Did you read the note on the panel?" he asks me. I nod. "Well, okay then, get ready; I'll be with you in about 1 hour to give you the heads up and to bring you the daddies. Your room is the meeting point.” I walk into my room and close the door. Damn, this sounds like fun... I think to myself. I walk to the bathroom, drop my swimming shorts that are dried up now, and hang them up to use another time. I'll turn on the shower and brush my teeth meanwhile. I'm looking in the mirror. My smooth fit body is slowly getting some tan from the sun. My blond hair looks even blonder with this tan. I watch my cock, half-hard again. Damn, if I think of tonight, I'm getting aroused. That's why my cock is half hard again. And my cock took the first bare ass right this day. I turn a bit to see my ass. It's round and tight. Really tight, I guess. The last cock I had was this morning, Mark ... I can feel my hole tickling again; my hole is missing Mark's cock. It is missing getting filled up and bred. But Mark ain't getting it... Just like Leroy told me… I'll take my revenge, and my hole will take cock from others. It will get what it wants, but not from Mark. I bet my hole will get better fucks than Mark. Let's find out this holiday. I spit the toothpaste out from my mouth, grab a glass of water, and head into the shower. Warm water is running over my head. This feels good. I take the shampoo and start to wash myself all clean. I'm doing the best I can. I wash my ass and even get a finger inside of me to wash it up there. It is really tight, and I tend to keep it that way, so just one finger. I shower my hole really well , so it looks all clean and nice. After some minutes, I take a razor blade to shave my pubic hair. It's not a lot; it's really short trimmed, but I shave it off. I want to be really smooth for Daddy's night. I like to give them my smooth body to enjoy. After a half hour, I'm all done. I dry myself off, grab some deodorant and perfume, and start to walk bare naked to my closet. What should I wear? Damn, this is one of the hard parts. I'll put on some underwear, some shorts, and a nice shirt with buttons. I guess the daddy can unbutton me then, if he likes, to slowly discover my smooth body. On my bed, I put a clean white blanket that's lying in my closet. It's spotless white, like a virgin blanket. Whatever happens, my bed will be covered, and I bet I will look sexy on it. After that, I walk back to the bathroom, do my hair, wash my hands, and put some slippers on. Just when I pull those on, I hear a knock on the door. Right on time... I walk up to the door, and the helper from earlier in the hall is standing there. "Are you ready? Can I come in?" he asks me. Sure you can, I tell the helper . Before he walked in, he bent over to grab some sort of wooden chest. He is still alone, no daddies in sight. Helper; Well , I'm here to guide you through this event, he tells me. Just to start things up, nothing more, nothing less, and he winks at me. As you know, all the daddies will come over to this room. So it's your job to welcome them. You will match the daddies to the rooms in this part of the hallway. So, it's your hand who will have fun with whom . No one else ... You will match yourself, too. So... well, if I'm honest... I would first choose your play daddy and leave him for last . Just a tip here, he laughs. You can decide later, or the partner of the daddy can join in the play. That only counts with you, so not the other rooms. You have this privilege because you're doing a job this evening. I have this wooden chest with me. It has items in it that the daddies can use on their boys. You can choose and decide if and what items they use. There is one item per person in it. Helper; If you let a daddy take no item, you can choose to give another daddy two items. The chest has to be empty when all are matched. There is one catch, though . The daddy that you choose to play with yourself , those items are not in the chest. They gave me a list earlier today, so I have to grab them later. He opens up the wooden chest that he placed on the floor again. I look in there to see what items it contains. I can see a lot of things, like rope, chains, whips, leather harnesses , cock rings , lube, and so on. Helper; There is another thing, Jake... When the daddies are over here, you can see their statuses on their smartwatches that you match. So you will know what room will get what load. You can ask them even before matching. But if you do that and you know their status, you are not allowed anymore to match them to yourself. Jake; "Why is that?" I ask. "Why can't I see the status of the daddy I choose?" helper; "Well, Jake ," the host answers, "that would not be fun at all. You will see the status of your matched daddy just after the first cum load is in you. We do this so you can't back down and won't hesitate to have fun with the daddy you are attracted to, and his partner," he laughs. "Oh, and when a daddy is single , a friend of his or a random daddy will join. That's so you always have fun as a threesome . Is this all clear, Jake ? Do you have questions?" Jake; "No, I think it's clear, I guess," Helper; "Okay, let's get the daddies in then," he laughs . "Please sit on the bed while I go and get them." -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- part 6.2 Short side story of the help, getting the daddys. the helper is walking out of the room, slowly into the hallway and back to the main lobby. let's see if the group of daddies is ready to walk up whit me, to Jake... walking the shortest way, within 5 minutes, he is in a lounge area. It's one of many, but this is one of the lounge areas where some groups are gathering, including the group that's supposed to go with him to Jake's room. he's walking to the bar. "Can I have my flag, please?" he asks the bartender. "Sure , they are tied over there." The bartender responds. I walk up to the flags. there is the flag with the room number and hallway on it. That's mine; it corresponds with Jake's room. he grabs it and walks over to the middle of the crowd . "Please pay attention. I'm looking for my group; please watch the flag. Im yelling in the lounge. If you are assigned to this group, please come to me." Photo lounge area all the daddies are watching their smart watch whit assigned numbers. within a few seconds, a group is forming around me. "Okay , let's check if you are signed in correctly. Please scan your smartwatch at this panel." beep, beep, beep, beep. a group of more than 20 daddies are logging in. "Perfect, guys. This is a pretty big group, so it will be a little crowded in the room. I'm going to guide you. There will be a blond guy waiting for you. Please be nice to him. He will match you with one of the guys in the hallway and give you a door number . He and I will guide you to that door. In each room, there is a guy who will join the daddy event. These guys are yours to have fun with. But please, don't damage the goods too hard... They still have to have fun for the remaining time of their stay here on their holiday. He will pick one of you to stay and play with him. That status can't be shown yet... Your smartwatch will light up when the first load is in his hole. You have to wait until he is done matching and helping the other daddies . In the meantime, you can get your partner, friend, fuck buddy, or a stranger over if the boy wants to. You will also pick up the item you chose earlier today. The boy has no say in this, The boy in the first room will point out what items the matched daddys can bring with you to your match's bottom. so to be clear, he points out the items for the daddies matched with the other guys, but not the items for his own match. To the other daddies , he is allowed to see your status on your watch; just not his own matched daddy. Please wear your clothes until you're in his room, just in case if bottoms try to peek. You can dress up, get clothes off, or whatever you're into, in the boy's room, the first room, before you're matched. I hope I'm clear and you all noted it . Now please follow me. I hold the flag up high to show the group where I am going so I won't lose anyone . I start to walk through the hallway. A group of 20 daddies are following me. This will be a rough, playful, and sticky night, I guess. And tomorrow , damn, I need help to clean everything up. I wonder what mess it will be. But gladly, it will be noted what daddy gets in what room with what boy. I can always check it later and see the photos and videos that are made by the cameras in their rooms if it's a hot mess in the morning. I start to smile. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- part 6.3 Back to Jake Here I am, waiting , sitting on my bed, dressed nicely , a bit nervous about what's coming and waiting for daddies ... guys that are literally double or triple my age, who want to fuck us and me... but I guess I want it too; my hole is twitching again. I really hope there are some hot daddies with it. But hey, I still have to pick someone for Leroy too. Maybe this gives me a chance to take a sort of revenge. After a while, I hear guys walking in the hallway. It has to be them, isn't it? Just after a few seconds, I hear knocking on my door and a beep of someone opening it . "Jake, we are here," I hear the help telling loud . "Daddies , please stand by the wall so he can see you all. " One , two, three , six, ten -damn . Twenty daddies are coming in. They all wear clothes, are different ages, different looks, and different origins . But they all are clearly... daddies... I swallow; I'm really nervous now. Damn , those are a lot. Do I really have to match them? And who will I match to me? I can't see them all clearly; there are just too many, and they are not lined up yet. They are just grouping up. The help starts to talk. "Please , all now change and get your gear or clothes on what you like, so Jake here can watch and make some decisions . " The help starts to smile at me. "You will like this..." I watch the daddies and see shirts going off, big bellies , small bellies , tattoos, nipple piercings, leather gear coming out from under the shirts, etc. They are all showing it to me. And it's not only the shirts that come off. Some drop their pants. There are jockstraps, shorts, leather jocks, kilts, etc. Fuck…. Damn, this is really hot…. They are all standing in my room, in a group. My hole really starts to itch now. My mind is driving me crazy. I want them ... I want more of them... Damn , I want to discover... fuck, I can only pick one... who??? And who should I match whit Leroy??? Slowly, I can start to smell the daddies . Fuck ... I'm getting a bit hard from it. The help starts to talk to me. Now Jake, it's your turn. You can pick guys and match them to the rooms in this part of the hallway. We will start to pick your own match, so you have a huge choice. These 20 daddies are all up for it. See what you like and pick one. You can't watch their status on their smart watch yet. I'm thinking. Damn, who shall I pick? What is the daddy I would like the most, I wonder? Who would be a great fuck? I'm not sure . It's hard to see all the daddies, too. They are all grouped together. Can I... uhhh, see the guys in the back, too? I ask the help. It's hard to pick a match; I really can't see them from here, sitting on the bed. The help raises his voice , "Please spread out. The boy can't see you all in the back." It would be a shame if he missed you guys. The daddies start to move and form a line. Then I see someone. Someone in the back is becoming more visible. He's getting in line with the other daddies, and he is smiling. Fuck... really, is it? It is the daddy that fucked Leroy on day one... the one that fucked him real hard... the one that started with the condom, that I had to take off, and then fucked Leroy bare. It is him. The daddy knows it too. He is grinning. He remembers me. He knows I helped with the fuck back then... Does he want Leroy's hole again? I guess so... I guess he liked it and wants to drop another load in it... Leroy wants it, I'm sure of that. He told me he was hoping for it. Dammm. He will rip Leroy open again, just like he did the first time. The memory is almost set in stone in my mind. It was really hot... sometimes I even dream it was me instead of Leroy. Should I match them up? Should I? I wonder... Leroy wanted the daddy again. But he backstabbed me by giving his ass multiple times to Mark . Should I actually give him this pleasure... or... should I match him with someone else? Maybe the room next to Leroy’s. So he can hear the daddy whit another boy. So I can take some sort of revenge. Or maybe the room on the right across ... should I? Or ... wait... should I match myself with him? That would be perfect revenge. And I did dream about it. So... why not? I'm not sure he is poz or neg. He never told. But should I care? Mark fucked me more than once; he is poz. At least, his smartwatch lit up red , so... I know this daddy can treat a hole like a fuck toy. I did take some cock. So maybe I should just do it? Okay, let's do it. I made my mind up, I tell the help. I'll pick that daddy and point to him (the daddy that fucked Leroy before in part 4). "Okay, perfect," tells the host to me. "Well , now you can decide if his partner will join you guys for a threesome , or you only have him. " Oh... he has a partner, I'm thinking in my mind? Damn, well ... if this daddy is so hot, I guess his partner should be too. And a threesome? I did like the whirlpool earlier. I topped back then, so maybe I should take my bottom role in a threesome too. Let me think... okay, let's do it, I call out. "Let his partner join too." "Okay, good," the help tells me. "That's done then. I'll ask him to get his partner, and you will now make matches. Walk past the line of the daddies; you can touch them, feel them, kiss them, see their status, and ask them what they like to do. You match them with rooms. Now. I'll stand up while the host lets my daddy out of my room, to get his partner. Slowly, I walk to the other daddies. I'll start with the first guy and look him deep in his eyes; I can smell his perfume. He has a big round belly and one nipple pierced. Slowly, I put my hand on his belly and slide my hand to his pierced nipple. I'm so glad I can touch all these daddies... This daddy definitely has some sex appeal, though he has a huge round belly. I guess he is a bit too hot for Leroy. "Let me see your status," I ask him. I watch his smartwatch and he is negative . ohhh . Who should I match with him? "Well, last door on the right, and no items" I tell him. The help takes the daddy with him to guide him to the room with the matched guy. Slowly, I go to the next daddy. He is huge, a really big muscular daddy. His head is shaved, a dark mixed gray short beard, a huge chest, nipples hanging down, and a hairy, toned belly. On his chest, there is a huge scorpion tattoo; no one can miss that... My eyes are drawn to it. His arms are huge, and on his left arm, he has another big tattoo. This daddy is trained... damn . This is every twinks dream... My hands slide over his chest and belly. His skin feels so warm and hot , and I can clearly feel his muscles and heat . He is wearing jogging shorts . Slowly, I let my hands glide over it; the daddy just laughs . My hand slides to his crotch and there I can feel it... a big hardening cock. I really like to feel this, though he is not my match. I put my hand in his shorts. He is not wearing any underwear, so before I know it, my hand is around his bare cock, and I'm playing with his balls. There a big…. Damn, I would love to have him too. I pull my hand back and look him deep in the eyes. Slowly my hand goes over his back and neck to feel his muscles. "Let me see the status," though I think I already know it with this tattoo. I tell him, with my face up close to his. It blinks red... he's poz and proud of it... I let my eyes glide on his watch. "On meds," it says now. Fuck . You're hot, I tell him, poz, proud, and caring; I wink at him. "Let's match you with the room right in the middle of the hallway. There is a sort of nerdy guy; he would never be able to get someone like you... so use his ass as your fucktoy," I tell him. He lays a hand on my back and pulls me closer; he clearly wants to kiss me, and I let him. I bend a bit closer too. We start to kiss, his tongue wrestling mine. Damn , a good kisser too. It's just a fast kiss. "Take the lube," I tell him. "That boy will need it. " Photo of kissing the huge daddy The help is already back and guides him to the right door. I'll go to the next daddy. A 70-year-old small guy. I check his status. Poz , meds. I guess he needed to go on meds, otherwise he would not make it. "Let's give him the other room back in the hall," and give him uhhh... well, he doesn't get any items , I guess. I'll go to the next daddy. I guess he is 60 or so. Looks a bit like a rocker. Long hair, smooth body. Really a daddy that would get some eye-catching . He smiles at me and puts a hand on my shoulder. I guess he hoped I would take him as my match? He has black leather shorts on. I smile while I lay my hand on his crotch . Feels average , but definitely not bad. "Second on the left," I tell the host. "He can take the whip as an item." Photo of daddy whit long hair I start to walk to the next daddy, a bit caught by the hotness of the next daddy. He is bald, a black beard, a hairy chest, huge tattoo, extremely hot… But before I know it, he grabs my head and pulls me toward him. He's really rough. Our faces and mouths meet, and he opens his mouth, sticking his tongue out right to my mouth. The help wants to intervene , but just in time, he stops when he sees I'm opening my mouth too. The daddy forces his tongue into my mouth. Our tongues meet, and we start to kiss roughly. Our tongues are wrestling. Photo of kissing the rough daddy He pushes me against him. I feel his muscles and body heat through my clothes. My hand slides into his shorts, and I feel a huge cock and balls. He's already hard. I rub them and let his balls glide through my hands. They are massive. I feel his hand sliding into my shorts too, his finger searching for my hole. It just takes seconds before he finds it and is pressing his fingers against it. Just pressing, he's not pushing one in. He's not allowed to for this event. Slowly, he lets go, and I start to kiss down his body. He has a huge biohazard tattoo on his muscular chest. I follow it with my mouth and go back down until I reach his shorts. I press my nose and mouth to it, feeling his cock pressing against my face, smelling his sweaty cock and balls. My mind is spinning . Fuck , I want to get fucked this evening . Damn, I wish I could have him too. I look at his smartwatch. He has to be... I think. Before I know it, it lights up red indeed. It shows his status: poz toxic. Fuck yeah... that's what I thought. My hole is twitching like crazy . Too bad I already made my decision for a match. Should I put him up with Leroy ? Nah, no way; he is way too hot... he still needs some sort of revenge. I'm taking his crush daddy and something else... I get up again. Please ... the door right on the other side of the room, I smile at him. Take the handcuffs and the gag, so the boy can scream as he likes, I smile at him. The next guy is a slim tattooed daddy with short gray hair . I look him deep in the eyes. He is also very sexy-a hot daddy I would definitely love to date. He looks a bit like a player, if I should guess. I glance at his smartwatch , red and toxic again. Fuck... how many daddies are poz and toxic here? I give him a quick small kiss. To the door's right side, no items. I don't think he would need any; I smile at him. Photo of slim tattooed daddy This is how I match all of the 19 remaining daddies . Kissing, touching, feeling-it makes me horny and hard. I keep the 19th daddy for Leroy. He's a skinny older man with a short shaved head; you can clearly see his bones sticking out. He's not the type Leroy would like at all. He looks mean, poisoned . On his body, he has a tattoo with the letters HIV. He is a proud one... "Let me see your watch," I smile at him. As he does , it lights up red. That's not really a surprise to me. But... what is the rest of his status ? I wait a few seconds, and then it shows me. Full- blown toxic poz. Fuck yeah!!! He is really toxic. His smartwatch shows he has near 800,000 copies per milliliter of blood. He is a damn sick, dirty, proud daddy. And his cock? I grab his jock and can feel a damn hard, big small cock in there. I bet it will stand out on his slim body. He is grinning dirty at me. "You have a good tight hole that I can fuck up," he asks me? I have something dirty for him. "You take the boy next door," I wink at him. "Make him yours , make him scream ..." I walk to the wooden chest to see what items are left. Just two... a rope and a... sort of condom? I'm not sure what this is. I grab the rope and give it to the daddy. Then I pick up the condom. It's like an iron condom with a sort of iron tip on it. "What is this?" I ask the help . The help and the daddy start to smile. "That's a cruel condom , mate. You just condemned the boy next door. The daddy takes all, and just when they want to leave the room, I ask them if I could join them to help them start up. I still have to wait on my daddy, so... "Okay, sure," they both tell me. Photo of the Full- blown toxic poz daddy We walk all together out of my hotel room to the next door: Leroy's room. The help knocks on the door and opens it with his access card. "Your daddy is here," he shouts into the room. As we walk into the room , I see the silhouette of Leroy . He's standing at his bed, all prepped and ready. He is wearing a tight, small jock, so his ass is free. His cock is barely covered in the jock, smooth and shaved all over. He has put something on his body, some sort of oil; he is glistening in the lights. His hair is loose and his bed is clean white . He's standing with his back to us and watches all of us coming in. I can see joy, hoping for a huge big daddy. Just when the daddy comes around the corner, I can see some disappointment in his eyes. He really isn't into some small thin daddy, but he has no choice. I have some fun inside of me; this is going to be my payback. The daddy smiles when he sees Leroy and his small round ass. He smiles so we can all see he has some rotten teeth in his mouth. "How would you like to have your boy?" the help asks the daddy. The daddy is holding up some rope. "Please bind this boy, ass wide open, so I can have all the fun I want and this slut can't run or pull his hole away. " The help and I start to smile even more. "Okay , Leroy, get on the bed," I tell him. He has no choice. I take the rope together with the help and we start to bind him up. The help is starting with his hands. He puts them against the bed and starts to bind them really fast. I'll start with a leg; I put a huge strong knot around his ankles. Really tight. "Please spread your legs," I tell him. Leroy does as told, and I grab the other side of the rope. I walk with it to the top of the bed. The help looks at me with a questioning face. "I'm not binding those legs down at the end of the bed ," I explain to him. "I'll bind it near his head, so his legs and ass will be spread, opened up, and his ass will lift up in the air, while I'm putting another knot in it. " Within a few minutes, Leroy is ready. Laying down on his back, arms wide, legs wide, spread, and in the air. His ass and hole lifted from the bed, bare and open for the daddy. Slowly, I slide a finger up into his hole. Leroy seems to be a bit dry; he did not lube it. But if I have to guess, the daddy likes it dry and rough as it is; he might not even rim it. At the back of me, the daddy is coming out of the bathroom. His cock is really hard in his jock. "It took a while," he laughs . "I took a pill, so it will stay hard for hours. " "I'll give you the honor to whip my cock out ," he laughs to me. "You matched me up so...." I grab his jock and slip a hand inside. I can feel his hard cock. On his jock, there is a number; my eyes are getting drawn to it. "You like what you feel?" he asks me, wondering what that number on my jock means to? he smiles. "It feels really big," I tell him. "Oh, I guess that's just a number of some sort of brand, I guess,". The daddy starts to laugh. "It's my own brand mark .... It is the number of guys I poz up. 421 boys caught my DNA . 421 are pregnant with my viral load ," he whispers in my ear. "If I die, my DNA will still be all around, boy... and the boy that you matched me up with will be 422 if I'm done with him. I don't shoot blacks... I'll always poz them up. " With that, I grab his hard cock and then. I bend my own head to his ears; fuck him hard and fill him up. I whisper back, "No mercy for this backstabbing guy; he needs to get punished. " With that, I flip his cock out of his jock. Daddies cock is thin, long, and cut. He has some long-hanging balls. I can see some dirty yellow pre-cum hanging around the tip of his cock. Leroy sees it too. I guess you will get a rough fuck, I tell Leroy. I think you wish your first daddy would fuck you again, or Mark ... but this is something else I tell to him again. I can clearly see in Leroy's eyes that he is getting my point. He knows this is a partial revenge on my side. "That's okay, I deserve this, Jake ," he tells me then. Laying on his back, on his back, legs spread and bounded up. "I'll take whatever he has. It is really okay. I'll take my punishment as a man. " The daddy starts to laugh . "Good , then you don't mind this. " From his back, he gets the cruel condom and shows it to Leroy . I can see real fear and excitement coming up in Leroy’s eyes. The daddy gives it to me. "Please help me, boy, to get it over my cock." I do as he asks me and slowly pull it over his cock. It is really rough. the iron is slowly covering his cock. I guess ... this is going to hurt and tear him up? I ask the daddy. It's on, I smile at him. The help now starts to talk to me. "Let's go back to your own match. Let these boys have fun." I guess the daddy will have fun anyway. "Good luck to you, boy. It will hurt. I'm here for you tomorrow," the help smiles at Leroy. Slowly, we start to walk to the door, but I can't let it go. I need to see, so I look back. I can see the daddy taking his place at Leroy’s ass, putting the iron tip against the sphincter of Leroy's . "Don't you use lube?" I hear Leroy ask the daddy, "please?" "I don't , boy. I'll wreck your hole... " I hear the daddy respond to him. With that, I can see the daddy thrust hard against Leroy . It's like a car crash; he just rams it hard in. His big thin cock shoots up Leroy's hole, with his cruel condom covering his cock. His thighs slam hard against Leroy's ass. I see blood streams immediately running down his ass. Leroy screams really hard in pain. Nooo…. Fuckkkkkk. It hurts…… my hole!!!!!! Fuck!!!!! Dammmm!!!!!! Shit!!!!!! auch!!!!!! My hole….my hole….. please!!!!!! With that, we walk out of the door and close it. I can still hear Leroy scream in real pain, but now it's my time... part 6.4 I get to the room whit my help and I sit down at my bed. The help laughs. Your daddy, named Paul, is on his way, whit his partner. Ill leave the door open. Have fun. After a few minutes, my Daddy, with a wicked glint in his dark brown eyes, walks into my hotel room, his heavy footsteps echoing through the quiet space. He's carrying a silver ice bucket filled with something . The room is dimly lit, with the neon lights from the hotel and garden outside casting a bluish glow through the curtains. He's eager to see the expression on my face when he reveals the surprise. "Ah, my little blonde bitch, I've got something special to prep that tight, hungry hole of yours," he says. his voice sounds deep, rough and hoarse I'm nervous... Oh, you brought your picked item? Nodding to the bucket, I wonder what it is, I say to him. Did you bring your partner too? Where is he? In my mind, I am really wondering how daddys partner would look. Another rough daddy around the age of 55? I guess that would match? Daddy sets the ice bucket down on the nightstand with a thump, the bucket echoing through the room. He nods to the door, where the shadow of a figure, undeniably muscular and Latin, is cast against the wall. He looks fit as fuck, but it's still too dark to really see him. Im not sure what his age is… he could be young, old, I don’t know. But if I had to guess he looks a bit younger as daddy. Maybe 50? "You know it, boy," daddy says with a chuckle, his eyes gleaming with excitement. " This is Felix, and he is eager to play with you too. But first, let's get you ready." He reaches into the bucket and pulls out something that looks like a frozen ice, in the form of a bullet. "This is going to make your ass nice and slick for us." He tells me, holding it in his hands. The chill of the treat sends a shiver down my spine; is this what I think it is? I can't help but lick my lips at the thought of what's to come. My daddy definitely made his entrance. He is really pressing the right buttons with me. I'm nervous, but I truly want to go on with him. Leroy was right; he is hot and dirty as hell. He definitely knows what he's doing. He knows how to play boys and make them willing. I can feel it. I'm starting to want him too. Get your shorts off, he demands of me. As quickly as I can, I drop my shorts, revealing a tight white jockstrap. My ass fits perfectly in it, showing my bubble butt. My cock is hidden behind the thin fabric but leaves no imagination . "Damn , what is that, Daddy?" I ask him. "Is it what I think it is?" "It's a frozen ass gift, my dear Jake," Daddy says, twirling the frozen ice bullet between his thumb and forefinger. "It's a little gift from the us of love. It's going to make your ass so inviting for us that you'll be begging for it. Its our frozen cum”. Photo of bucket with frozen cum I swallow. It's frozen cum??? I whisper. Fuck... my mind is spinning. Is this real? Frozen cum? It looks really cold. What is he going to do with it... wait? My hole, no... is it meant for my hole? "Is it your cum, daddy? Or from your partner too?" I ask him. Daddy holds the frozen cum up in the air. "This is from both of us, baby boy, its our frozen cum mixed together" he says, his gruff voice thick with anticipation. "It's a little something to show you how much we care about your tight, little ass. To prep it before we use it. Now bend over and let me show you how we use it." He steps closer to the bed where I am, the mattress squeaking slightly under his weight. His hand, large and calloused, reaches out to my cheek, gently turning his face towards me. "bend over and Open up," he commands, his voice low and seductive. As fast as I can, I put myself in a doggy position on the bed, my ass to him. I'll let myself lower, my chest on the bed, but my ass stays up high whit both hands i grab my cheeks and pull them apart. I am all yours daddy. My ass is yours to have fun with. Daddy’s gaze darkens with lust as he watches my willing submission. He takes the frozen cum and presses it against my tight hole. Slowly pushing it into me. The cold causing me to flinch and gasp. The coldness quickly turns to a gentle burn as the frozen semen starts to melt, coating my insides with a slick, sticky cold. "That's it, boy," daddy murmurs, his thumb circling around my hole as he pushes the frozen cum deeper. "You're going to love the feeling of being filled up with our love." daddy tells me softly. Behind him, Felix, the Latin lover, emerges from the shadows, his muscles tremble as he watches the intimate moment, his own excitement building. I can see dark eyes coming from the shadows, his breath heavy with anticipation. Felix looks way younger; he is definitely Latin and has a damn nice brown tan. If I have to guess, somewhere around 28 to 32. He is muscular , fit, with dark black hair, a small mustache, and beard, a smooth body, and tattoos on his chest and body. It looks like he has two biohazard tattoos on his chest, but I can't see it really clearly yet. Daddy is blocking the view. The room feels charged with an electric current of desire as the two men prepare to claim me in every way possible. I shiver from desire; meanwhile, I can feel the coldness in my hole, I can feel my insides it getting wet. The frozen cum load is melting inside me. I glance at Daddy and then at Felix. I have a mix of both loads right inside me. Daddy chuckles darkly at my reaction, his thumb still gently circling my hole and pushing a finger in to open me up. I can feel him pushing the frozen cum deeper in me. "You like that, don't you, baby?" he says, watching as my eyes widen with a mix of pleasure and shock. "You're such a good boy, taking it all in for us." The room feels hotter as the anticipation builds. The sound of others getting fucked by their daddies outside my room fades away, leaving only the heavy breathing of us. The scent of cigar smoke lingers in the air, a potent mix of tobacco and something darker, more primal. This has to be from daddy. He smokes cigars, mixed with his smell of sweat, frozen cum, and who knows what else . Daddy leans in closer, his beard brushing against my ass cheek and my back as he bends over me to my ear. He whispers in my ear, "Felix is going to love fucking you just as much as I will." He winks at Felix , the silver necklace around his neck glinting in the dim light. Withdrawing the partially melted frozen cum load, daddy licks it clean, tasting their combined essence and then swallowing it himself. “Now, let's get started.’’ I watch both of their smartwatches; now a first cum load is dropped in my hole. I can still feel their cold cum coating against the walls inside me, and I haven't even been fucked yet. Will their watches light up red? Are they both poz? How toxic are they? Do they have a huge viral count? And what does the tattoo mean that Felix has? The number, the date? Daddy's eyes follow my gaze to the smartwatches; a big smile spreads across his lips. He bends over me again and nods, his beard brushing against my ear as he whispers, "Yes, baby, we're both positive. And we've got enough toxic love to fill you up." His hand slides down to his own crotch, giving his thick, pulsing cock a squeeze. The watches on both men's wrists flicker red, almost in sync with their racing hearts. Damn , I moan in excitement . "Felix, why don't you come over here and let Jake get a closer look at your ink?" Daddy says. Daddy steps aside, allowing me to fully appreciate the dominant presence of two biohazard tattoos on Felix's chest, the dates 2024 and 1,000 loads 09-15 etched beneath them. The ink seems to pulse with the rhythm of his heart, a silent testament to their shared secret. "You see, Jake, that's the date he became part of the family," Paul says with a proud smirk. "And the number? That's how many times he's been filled with the love of a real man before he turned positive." When I met Felix, he was 28. Back then, we made a promise that I would poz him. Only after he took his first 1,000 loads was he allowed to test, to make it a special number. And guess what... after those loads, the first test was positive. Paul grins. This reminds him and me of it every day. Now he is 29 and spreading my daddy's toxic load to honor me. Photo of Daddy and Felix The room feels like it's spinning around me as he processes the information. The idea of being the next in line, of joining this twisted ritual, sends a thrill through my body that I can't resist. I eagerly shake with my ass on the bed, my knees on the soft mattress with my ass to Daddy. "Good boy," Daddy murmurs, his hand reaching out to stroke my hair. "Now, let's show you what it means to truly serve your Daddy ." My mind is spinning, a little in doubt. Is this what I want? Do I really want both guys using and fucking me? Do I want them to cum inside me, maybe even poz me? I'm not sure, but this is so hot. My body wants it; my hole craves them. I need to... my hole is dripping cum from their frozen loads. Well, I'm probably already too late. And I don't want to give Mark the credit to poz me. One of their shared cum loads is already melting deep inside me. So...... let me take all of them. Felix steps closer, his black smart still glowing red. His dark eyes meet mine, filled with a fierce hunger to fuck, to use, to abuse, and to breed. I run a hand over his tattoo, touching the numbers with possessive fondness. "You're going to be part of our history, Jake," he says, his voice thick with lust. "We might even give you your own tattoo. Every time you look at the tattoo, you'll remember the night you became one of us." I love that idea. It makes me even harder and hornier . Is it a possibility to be like Felix? I love his ink; I love the thought. I want them both to have me. I gently lean up to him and start to kiss his biohazard tattoo on his chest, my mouth and tongue licking the curves of his biohazard tattoo, slowly moving to his nipple. I'll take his nipple in my mouth and lick it, my tongue turning circles around it . Daddy watches my innocent exploration with a predatory gaze. My cock twitches in my jockstrap, straining against the fabric. The head of my cock is peeking out from my jockstrap. "Look at our little slut," Daddy murmurs to Felix, who's now fully erect. "He's eager to taste the power of his new daddies." Daddy reaches down to stroke my smooth hair, guiding my mouth to Felix's cock. "Now, boy, show us what you've got. Suck him like you mean it." Slowly i take Felix cock in my mouth, licking his cock head. sucking him a bit deeper so my lips run over hiss haft. Felix gasps as my warm, eager mouth encloses his cock, the sensation of my tongue on his sensitive skin is sending shockwaves through his body. His hand instinctively goes to the back of my head, guiding him deeper, feeling the softness of my hair and the heat of my breath. I am tasting pre-cum mixed with the remnants of a ass he fucked just before me. "That's it," he groans, his grip tightening. "Take it all, boy. You're going to make a perfect breeding ground for us." Daddy cannot resist the sight of my enthusiastic service, stepping closer, unbuttoning his jeans and freeing his own cock. The head, slick with pre-cum, bobs with each beat of his heart. His eyes are on the tattoo that marks Felix as his property, the red light of their watches casting an eerie glow across their bodies. His hand moves to my shoulder, squeezing it tightly as he watches my head bob up and down, taking in Felix's cock with a greediness that only serves to fuel my own desire. Daddy strokes himself in time with my movements, his thoughts racing with the knowledge that he's about to add another boy to his knocked-up list. The scent of sex fills the air, a potent mix of arousal and dominance that sends a shiver down my spine. Daddy leans in, whispering into my ear, "You're going to take us both, baby. We're going to fill you so full of our cum that you'll never forget who your real daddies are." His voice is a mix of gravel and honey, a siren's call that sends a tremor through my body. I feel Daddy's hands reach around my body, grabbing my shirt . His calloused hands make quick work of the buttons; he just rips my shirt off. The fabric tears away to reveal my smooth, pale skin. Daddy's eyes rake over my body. He runs his hand down my back, tracing the contours of my spine before reaching my ass cheeks. He squeezes my ass gently. I let out a muffled moan around Felix's cock. My jockstrap is getting really tight. I'm getting really hard in it while I keep sucking Felix. My eyes watch above, over the muscular belly and chest of Felix, clearly showing his tattoos, seeing his face in pleasure and smiling while I suck him. My eyes are red and watering. Daddy's rough fingers trace the line of my jockstrap, feeling my cock straining against the fabric. His gaze lingers on my bulging cock, I can see Daddy's own desire growing with every second. He steps closer, his breath hot against my ear. "You're doing so good, baby," he growls, his hand moving to my crotch. Then he yanks my jockstrap down, freeing my rock-hard cock, which bounces back, erect and leaking pre-cum. Felix, why don't you take a break and let me show Jake what a real daddy's cock tastes like? Daddy growls Felix pulls back his cock. I feel it slide out of my mouth. My spit drips on his shaft and down my mouth as he pulls back. Drops of spit fall onto the floor. Daddys takes Felix place, his massive cock in front of my face His cock covered whit thick veins, pulsing with the beat of his heart. "Look at it, boy," he says, his voice a gruff whisper. "This is what a real man's cock looks like." He grips the base of his shaft and guides it to my watering mouth, watching as i eagerly opens my mouth up. my eyes still watering slightly from my previous task. "Take it all in, baby," he commands me, pushing inch by inch into my warm wet mouth. The taste of his precum mingles with the lingering flavor of Felix Daddy's cock is really big and thick, almost too thick. I struggle to get it down my through Daddy chuckles, the sound sending vibrations through his cock, which makes my eyes water even more. "Don't worry, baby," he says, his voice sounds like a rough rumble. "You'll get used to it. That's what good boys do, they take it all for their daddies." His grip tightens slightly on the back of my head, guiding my movements as he fucks my mouth with a steady, deep rhythm. The salty, musky taste of his pre-cum fills my mouth, the scent of desire and power overwhelming me….. I’m drooling….. Spit and gag is running down my chin, onto the bed and floor, while daddy is fucking my mouth Daddy's eyes bore into me, watching me struggle with a mix of pleasure and satisfaction. "That's right, take it," he murmurs, his hand moving to the back of my head, holding me in place as he thrusts deeper. His cock hits the back of my throat, causing me to gag, but the sound only motivates him to continue . He can feel the power he has over me, the control he holds in this moment. The red glow from their watches seems to pulse with his rhythm. The room seems to spin around me in a haze of lust and submission. The sound of my gagging fills the room. I cough around his cock. I want to take it all, but it's so thick. His balls swing with every thrust he makes . Daddy's hand moves to my chin, his thumb brushing away the drool that sticks to the corners of my mouth. He smiles, the kind of smile that holds the promise of a thousand dark secrets. "Good boy," he says, his voice a gentle rumble. "You're doing so well for us. But you are going to take it all the way in your throat." With daddy's thick cock in my mouth, I nod vigorously, trying to show him that I'm ready and willing to take whatever he gives me. I want to pleasure him, to make him feel as good as I know he's going to make me feel. My eyes water and my throat tightens around his shaft as I struggle to take him deeper, but I don't pull away. I want to be a good boy for him, to make him proud. Daddy 's grip on my head tightens as he senses my determination. "That's it," he murmurs, his hips bucking slightly with each gag. He can feel the head of his cock touching the back of my throat, the sensation exquisite. His own breathing quickens, his heart racing with excitement. "Look at you, boy," he says, his voice strained with pleasure. "Taking it all like a champ." My eyes water profusely as I try to take all of Daddy's cock, my throat muscles straining around his thick shaft. I grip the bed sheets, my knuckles turning white as I focus on not choking. Daddy 's smile widens, his eyes lighting up with fierce excitement as he watches my desperate efforts to please him. With a sudden and powerful thrust, he pushes his cock deeper, filling my mouth completely until his balls slap against my chin. My eyes go wide with shock and the need to gag, but I hold on, my throat muscles working around his thick cock. I'm swallowing, gagging, coughing his cock deep in my throat . His thick cock scratching deep in my throat . Tears running down my face . The sound of my muffled whimpers fills the room, mixing with the wet noises of Daddy 's cock sliding in and out of my mouth. The scent of sex grows stronger as the tension in the air thickens. Felix approaches the bed, his own cock still hard and wet from my mouth. He holds the next frozen cum load between his thumb and forefinger, watching as Daddy 's cock stretches my mouth wide. "Looks like someone's ready for round two," he says with a wicked grin, his voice thick with lust. He presses the cold frozen cum against my hole; the cold contrast makes me gasp around Daddy 's cock. I feel it being pushed inside me. I can feel it starting to melt in the heat of my hole. The feeling makes me shiver. It feels weird but also so hot knowing that I am getting filled up by them without even getting fucked yet. Daddy groans in approval, the vibrations of his voice resonating through his cock and into my mouth. His hand moves from the back of my head to his own balls, giving them a gentle squeeze as he watches the second frozen cum load disappear into my hungry ass. It is cold in my hole; I can feel the frozen cum melting inside my warm, hot, and wet hole. It makes me shiver again. The second load is in me, coating my insides. I am a slut, a real slut for them. The red glow from their watches seems to pulse in sync with their shared passion. "You're doing so well, baby," he says, his voice strained with pleasure. He pulls out of my mouth, a string of saliva connecting us briefly before breaking. Now, let's get you ready for some real fun. Daddy gives my cheek a firm pat, his beefy hand leaving a red handprint. "Turn around, boy, let's get you on your back," he orders me. I do as I'm told and lay on my back on the bed. Holding my legs up, presenting him with my hole. "Felix, hold him down," Daddy commands. As Felix's strong arms press against my chest, Daddy moves into position behind me, his cock slick with spit and precum. He grabs my legs and pulls them over his shoulders, his strong hands gripping my waist. He lines his cock up with my well- prepared hole, feeling the warmth and tightness that await him. He takes a deep breath, his chest expanding with the anticipation of the claiming to come. "Ready? My heart races as Daddy’s cockhead pushes at my hole. The feeling of the coldness of the frozen cum load is now replaced with the heat of pure anticipation. My mind swirls with a mix of excitement and submission. Can i really take it? Can my body handle the size of his cock that is about to enter me? my eyes gaze to the red glow of the watches, a stark reminder of what's to come. I nod, my voice whimpers, "Yes, Daddy, I'm ready." The room seems to close in around me as i feel the first pressure, the head of daddy's cock is stretching me open. It burns, but there's a dark thrill to the pain, a promise of the ultimate submission. I brace myself, my muscles tensing, as Daddy pushes in, the sound of our bodies joining echoing through the hotel room like a declaration of war on my innocence. The head of Daddy's cock breaches my tight sphincter, the pop making us both groan as one. Daddy 's eyes roll back in his head, his teeth clenched in pleasure from the sensation of my tightness. He pauses for a moment, giving my body time to adjust before he starts to push in deeper; the wet sound of his cock slowly sliding in, together with my moans, fills the room. "You're so good, baby," he grunts, his grip on my legs tightening. "So fucking tight." At the same time, I am moaning too, moaning in pleasure. "Fuck, daddy, fuck... Your thick... Your cock... it feels so warm inside me." Slowly, I feel him slide deeper and deeper into my frozen cum-coated hole. I let out a loud yelp as Daddy’s cock slams into me in one swift, brutal thrust, the pain that burns through my body like a knife. The frozen cum inside me is being pushed even deeper, the coldness mixing with the burning sensation of being stretched wide open. My eyes squeeze, and my nails dig into the bed. I'm panting, my body trembling, but the pain quickly mixes whit something else, something darker and more primal. Feelings that I crave, a feeling I am his fuck slut, a feeling I am wanted, a feeling... of being filled up... Daddy's eyes never leave my face, watching the play of emotions-the pain, the shock, and finally, the surrender-as he buries his cock inside me. He feels the head of his shaft hit my prostate, my body twitching in response. Daddy is pushing his cock deeper and deeper against my second hole. "That's it," he says, his voice a low growl. "Take it all, baby." He starts to fuck me with a deep, powerful rhythm, the slapping of our bodies echoing through the room. The red glow of their watches casts a hellish light over the scene, a silent testament to the raw, unfiltered passion that drives our actions. My body almost slides off the bed, though Felix holds me down as Daddy's cock slams into me. I feel a sharp pain, reminding me of my submission. I moan deeply, a mixed sound of pleasure and pain as I feel my hole getting stretched to its limits. My mouth opens in a silent beg for more. The sensation of the frozen cum moving deeper and deeper on top of Daddy's cock inside me is almost too much to bear. It rams up through my second hole, lubing it all up with melting cum. I crave the feeling of fullness that only a cock can provide. Softly, I whisper , "Yes, Daddy, please... I need it." My hand moves to my own cock, stroking it in time with the rhythm of Daddy's thrusts. Daddy's eyes glint with satisfaction at the desperate whine in my voice. He knows I want it, I need it, and he's more than happy to give it to me. He reaches down to grab my wrist, pulling my hand away from my cock. "No, baby," he says, his voice a gruff command. "Daddy's in charge of that." He takes over the task, his hand wrapping firmly around my shaft, stroking it in time with his own powerful thrusts. "Now, where's my good little slut?" he asks me , looking to the side where Felix is waiting, his cock still rock hard. I see Felix standing there with his cock still hard, holding me down. I open my mouth, and I start to lick his cock, while Daddy keeps thrusting. Felix's eyes blaze with lust as I stick my tongue out to lick the head of his cock. He moves closer, positioning himself so that I can suck him, while Daddy continues to pound my ass. "That's right, boy," Felix says, His voice strained with desire. "Suck me like you mean it." I feel cum dripping out of my ass as Daddy fucks me with no mercy, my body trembling under the weight of his powerful thrusts. His hand is wrapped around my cock, stroking it in sync with his movements. Meanwhile, I've wrapped my lips around the head of Felix's cock, tasting the saltiness of his pre-cum. Moans and whims escape out of my mouths, as daddy keeps ramming his cock up my hole. Moans and whims escape from my mouth as daddy keeps ramming his cock into my hole. I can feel my insides getting torn apart. His cock is roughly filling me up. But I want this; I need it. As Daddy's thick cock continues to stretch and fill me, the initial pain starts to fade away, replaced by an overwhelming wave of lust that crashes over me like a tidal wave. My moans become more eager, my body moving in time with his thrusts as if we're dancing to a primal rhythm. I feel my ass clenching around his cock, trying to pull him in deeper. The coldness of the melted frozen cum turns into a distant memory. My eyes lock onto Felix's; his hands hold me in place as he watches Daddy claim me. I can't help but crave more. I can feel Daddy's cock thrusting in my hole, my mouth watering as I suck Felix's cock deep in my mouth, feeling his cock pulse with each beat of his heart. This is what I am made for; this is my destiny. I am a fuck slut. Daddy grunts with approval as I start to relax and enjoy more of his cock, his strokes growing rougher, his hips pounding against my ass with each thrust. "You like that, don't you?" he asks, his voice a gravelly growl. "You like being Daddy's little slut." He glances at Felix, whose eyes are glued to the sight of Daddy’s cock disappearing into my hole. "You want some of this, too, don't you? I nod eagerly, my eyes glazed with need as I feel Daddy's hand tighten on my cock, matching the rhythm of his thrusts. I suck in more of Felix's cock, trying to deep throat him, but he is so big... the taste of pre-cum is making me moan. Moans escape my mouth around the shaft of his cock; it sounds like a hot mumble. The pain in my ass fades away into something darkly pleasurable, each thrust sending waves of sensation through my body. I nod again, my voice a breathless whimper, "Yes, Daddy. Yes, please. Let him fuck me too." Daddy's smile widens, the thrill of the power play rushing through him. "Good boy," he murmurs, his strokes becoming faster, more demanding. Then he pulls out of my ass with a wet pop, watching as my hole clenches and relaxes, begging to be filled again. "Felix," he says, his voice commanding, "It's your turn." Felix's eyes are filled with a hunger that only gets worse at the sight of Daddy's cock leaving my stretched hole. Felix walks to me, switching places with Daddy; the head of his cock is really big and slimy from my mouth. He grabs my hips, "You ready for me, baby?" he asks, his voice a low growl. I nod my head. My eyes are full of lust. I want to be fucked so badly. I want to feel every inch of his cock deep inside me. I want it to hurt, I want it to be real. I moan out loud. Felix's grip on my hips tightens as he lines up his own thick, veiny cock with my gaping hole that's already been so thoroughly prepared by Daddy. His eyes meet mine in a silent moment, preparing for what's coming next. Then he slams into me, his hips snapping forward with brutal force. My scream fills the room, a mix of pain and pleasure as I'm split apart by the huge size of the Latin cock. Fuuuuccccckkkkkkk!!!!!!!!!!.............. I yell out loud. His red glow from his watch seems to pulse in time with the harsh slaps of flesh on flesh, the room echoing with the sounds of raw passion and dominance. The pain is unbearable as Felix rams his cock into me, but it's a sweet agony that I crave more of. I can only manage to moan around Daddy's hand that's now wrapped around my throat, his other hand still stroking my cock. My body feels like it's being torn apart, but the lust consuming me is too intense to let me care. I feel Felix's cock hit a spot inside me that makes me see stars, and I know that's my second hole. The sensation is indescribable, like nothing I've ever felt before. Felix's grip on my hips tightens even more, he stares down at my body beneath him. Each thrust is like a declaration of ownership, a brutal claiming that leaves no room for doubt. His cock slams into my hole, scratching my prostate whit each trust. my body tensed up and willing. a delicious display of pleasure-pain for Felix and daddy. Then Felix trusts even harder. His cock shoots up my hole, further than ever before. His balls slap hard against my ass. I feel his cock head shoot deep inside me and a deep sharp pain . I yelp. Pain mixed with lust is taking over my body. I yell hard. AHHHHHHHH.... SHITTTTT...... DAMNNNNN ..... my voice is muffled by daddy's grip on my throat. But it cannot prevent my screams from being clearly audible His cock head pushes through my second hole, ripping my insides even deeper. I can feel my second hole getting torn apart. Fuckkk... nooooo... you're making me bleed, I mumble to him. Felix and Daddy both keep watching me, holding their eyes on me, grinning. “That's the purpose” , Daddy whispers, “take it all... Take all we have...” With the intense pain, I feel myself also in lust. Felix's cock is deeper than anyone has been. Fuck me... fuck me... I moan, fuck me hard... The pain is intense, but it's what I want, what I need. Each thrust from Felix sends waves of pleasure through my body, mixing with the tight grip on my throat from Daddy. The walls of my hole are being ripped open inside me, cum coating my insides, their DNA mixing with mine. i can feel them becoming part of me. slowly some red ass fluid is dripping out of my hole. Felix is really ripping my hole, but i don’t want it to stop. He can do whatever he likes. I need this. I need them both I can feel myself getting closer to the edge, my ass clenching around their cocks. I beg for more, my voice hoarse and desperate. Daddy leans over me, his warm breath smelling to cigars, in my ear. "You're doing so good for us," he whispers, his own cock still rock hard and throbbing. He kisses my neck, his teeth graze my tender skin. "Ready for more?" I nod my head, my eyes begging. "Yes, Daddy. I'm all yours," I manage to croak out, the words barely audible. I want them to claim me, to fill me up with their cum…. their viral load. Felix pulls his cock out of my hole with a wet plopping sound, his cock glistening with a mix of cum, ass fluids, and my blood. Felix drops down on the bed and lies back, his chest heaving with exertion, his eyes never leaving me. Daddy gives my neck one final squeeze before letting go. My eyes are glazed with pain and pleasure as I watch Felix lay down, his cock still standing tall and proud. I move shakily to straddle my Latin stud, my legs trembling but eager for more. I lower myself onto Felix's cock, feeling my hole burn as it stretches me open again. But this is what I want, what I need. Daddy watches with a possessive gaze as i start to ride Felix, the latin man's cock disappearing into my hole once more. Daddy’s cock twitches with anticipation as he moves into position, climbing onto the bed. "Ready, baby?" he asks, his voice a low whit a animalistic growl. I nod my head, my voice barely audible, " I'm not sure, but I am yours to use." The words come out in a desperate, needy plea. I'm trembling with anticipation, my body begging for more of the pain and pleasure that comes from being used by these two powerful men. Daddy’s smile is cold and hungry as he positions himself behind me, his cock slick with precum and my ass juices. He aligns his cock with my stretched, reddened hole, feeling the heat and tightness, while Felix cock is still in me. "You're going to take us both, baby," he says, his voice low and gruff. "You're going to be our little cumdump." As Daddy starts to push his cock into me alongside Felix's, the pain is unbearable. It feels like I'm being ripped apart, but the need to be filled and claimed by them both is overwhelming. I bite my bottom lip hard to muffle my screams, my eyes watering as they both stretch me beyond my limits. My sphincter is resisting daddy’s cock. But daddy keeps building up his pressure. Daddy’s eyes are dark with desire as he watches the head of his cock pushing against my stretched up hole, my sphincter fighting against it, but slowly failing. He leans forward, whispering into my ear, "You're doing so good, baby. Just a little more." His hand moves to my hip, guiding me down onto Felix's cock, the two of them inching closer together. The sound of skin on skin, cock against cock, and the muffled grunts of effort are filling the room. With one final push, daddy cock breaches my sphincter, the head popping in with a wet, painful sound that makes my eyes roll back in my head. my body convulses as Daddy’s cock slices through my resistance, the pain unlike anything i ever felt before. But with it comes a rush of adrenaline, a sense of being used and claimed that makes me scream out, "Fuckkkkk……... Ahhhh……... Damn…….... Noo……... My hole!!!!!! My hole!!!!!! Your ripping me!!!!! Fuck!!!!!!. I need you both!!!!!!!!" I can feel their cocks rubbing together inside me, the friction is sending sparks of pain and pleasure through my body. My ass is theirs to ruin, their playground for the night. two massive, toxic cocks pounding in me. Daddy's strong arms wrap around my waist, holding me steady as he begins to fuck me in the same rhythm as Felix. The two cocks slide in and out of my hole, their rhythm matching perfectly despite the difference in their sizes. My eyes are squeezed shut, my hands grabbing the bed. Felix is covering my mouth while he lays under me, trying to muffle my cries. The pain is like nothing I have ever experienced, but it's mixed with a thrill that makes my cock throb. I can feel my ass being torn apart, stretched to the breaking point, but the idea of being used by these two powerful men, having both their cocks in me at the same time, getting double penetrated , only fuels my desire. The red glow from their watches pierces the darkness, a silent reminder of the dangerous game we are playing. The pain is unbearable, but somehow, it only makes me want more. I can feel Daddy's and Felix's cocks pushing against each other inside me, the pressure unreal. Each thrust feels like it's going to tear me apart, but I push back, eager to take them both deeper. My hole is stretched to its limits, and I know it will never be the same again. Some ass liquids are dripping out of my hole, deep red drops running down both their shafts, mixed with precum and remnants of their frozen cum. Daddy's grip on my waist tightens, his thrusts becoming rougher and harder as he feels the head of his cock sliding against the base of Felix's. The heat, the tightness, the horniness, and the desire to poz me are driving him wild. He bites down on his bottom lip, his eyes squeezed shut in concentration. "Take it, baby," he groans, his voice strained. "Take us both, all the way." My body is in a mix of pain and pleasure as Daddy and Felix double penetrate me rougher and rougher, their cocks moving in a synchronized dance of dominance. Each thrust feels like a knife, but the desire to be claimed by these two men overpowers any thought of resistance. My ass feels like it's on fire, the pain unbearable yet exhilarating. I feel their cocks stretching me wider and wider, pushing deeper into me. The sound of their hips smacking against my ass fills the room, the scent of sex heavy in the air. Sweat drips from my forehead, stinging my eyes, but I keep them open, watching the red glow from their watches, feeling the heat from their bodies against my back and chest, and gazing Felix's biohazard tattoo on his chest. It seems to dance in their thrusts and in our heat. Their grunts of pleasure only fuel the fire within me, making me want to push through the pain to reach that sweet release. I want their cum deep in me. As Daddy and Felix continue to pound into me, I feel the pressure building in my prostate, my body begging for relief. The pain is now a constant companion, a reminder of the depth of their claim. My ass is stretched so wide that I can feel the head of each cock graze against the other, sending shivers of pleasure down my spine with every movement. I can feel their cocks swelling inside me, and I know I'm close to the edge, my body ready to be claimed fully by these two toxic daddies. The pain reaches a limit, and I can't help but yell out, "Poz me, Daddies! I need it! Make me yours forever!" My voice is hoarse, the desperation clearly hearable as I beg for them to fill me up with their toxic cum. "Spray it deep inside me! I want to feel you both, together!" You ripped my hole, now take the rest of my body and soul. Make me yours Daddy's eyes widen with excitement as I desperately beg. He can feel the power coursing through him, the thrill of knowing that he's about to claim me completely, marking me with his toxic load. "You want it, baby?" he asks, his voice a mix of roughness and sweetness, his thrusts becoming more irregular, his cock swelling with anticipation. "You want to be part of Daddy 's club?" Felix's grip on my hips tightens, his thrusts going even deeper, ripping me up deep beyond my second hole again. "You're gonna take it," he says, his voice a harsh growl. "You're gonna be our little cum slut forever." The room is a orchestra of grunts, slaps, and the wet sounds of flesh on flesh, the red glow of their watches casting an eerie light over us, a silent testament to the power dynamics at play. Yeah... I want it... I need it...," I gasp , my voice a desperate whine as I feel their cocks pounding into me, stretching me so wide that I can feel my insides being rearranged. I feel my hole ripping, tearing by their cocks pounding in me. It's getting looser and looser with each thrust . Their cocks are sliding in easier and deeper. My hole is bleeding, wet with their precum and the frozen cum. I'm in love with this pleasurable pain. I'm in love with these daddies and what they are doing to me. My body is on fire, my ass a battleground for their dominance, and I've never felt more alive. "I want you both to fill me up, Daddies... Make me one of you," I beg, my eyes never leaving the red glow of their watches. Daddy's eyes gleam with excitement at the sound of my desperate begging, his strokes becoming more forceful as he feels his orgasm approaching. "You're going to take it all," he says, his voice a mix of promise and threat. "Every drop of Daddy's and my love, baby. You're going to be ours forever." With one final, powerful thrust, I feel his cock thrusting deep up my ass, his balls slapping against my ass. He roars with pleasure as he starts to cum, load after load. The feeling of Daddy's hot cum filling me up, next to another cock deep in my hole, is like nothing I've ever felt before. I can feel it deep inside me, mixing with my own ass juices, my blood from ass wounds , and the remnants of the frozen cum loads. I feel his loads shooting deep in me, coating my insides. His hot, warm cum fills me. His cock keeps pulsing with each cum load. I hear him growl deeply in my ear, his beard scratching my neck while he keeps filling me up. It's as if my body is being rewritten with each pulse of their cocks, turning me into their toy, their cumslut. His orgasm seems to last an eternity, each pulse of cum a declaration of ownership. I keep moving my hips, taking every inch of them, my body begging for more. I look down at Felix, his eyes locked onto mine, and I know he's close too. I lean down and kiss him, our tongues dancing as we share the taste of our lust. The sound of our bodies slapping together fills the room, a symphony of lust and pain. The head of Daddies cock brushes against Felix's shaft, all in my hole. You're ours forever," Daddy murmurs, his voice thick with pleasure. "Felix, are you ready to breed him?" he shouts to him. I feel Felix's cock pulsing against the insides of my ass, and I know he's just as close. "Do it," I pant, my voice shaking with need. "Cum in me together, Daddies. Make me one of you." Felix's eyes bore into me, his pupils dilated with lust. He feels the pressure building in his cock, the need to mark me as theirs. With one final, powerful thrust, he joins daddy, filling my ass with his own hot cum. Felix shoots even deeper in me, his seed spraying way past my second hole. Massive loads. 4,6,7,9….. shots of sticky warm cum deep inside me. So deep and hard in me, I get a slightly nauseous feeling with each load he sprays deep in my guts. His cum shot so deep that it will never come out of me, even if I wanted it to. But this is what I want. I want to be theirs. The sensation of the two cocks inside me, pumping their toxic seed into my body, is overwhelming. the sensation of being claimed by these two powerful men sends me over the edge . my body goes is overdrive, my own orgasm crashing to me like a tidal wave. My cock starts to swell up and then I shoot. Cum shot after cum shot, while both cocks are still deep in me. My cum all over Felix's chest, over his muscles, over his biohazard tattoo and even some hit his face. My body shakes with the intensity of it all. "You're ours now," Daddy murmurs, his voice thick with satisfaction. My body still convulses with the feeling of their cocks inside me, the last remnants of me cumming. I just shot my load all over Felix. Maybe my last neg load? My ass feels like it's on fire, the pain and pleasure melding into a single, all-consuming sensation. I feel a deep connection to Daddie and Felix, a bond forged through pain and lust. My eyes lock onto the red glow of their watches as they both pull out of me , their cum leaking out of my ravaged hole. I know I became part of Daddie , a part of their club, forever marked by their toxic love. Felix flips me onto my back so he can get up from the bed, leaving me exhausted, lying on the bed. Daddy leans over and kisses my sweaty forehead, his breath warm and comforting, smelling of cigars. "Thank you, baby," he murmurs, his hand stroking my cheeks. "You did so well for us." The red glow from their watches seems to dim slightly, the intensity of the moment passing, but the memory of their shared power play will always stay with me now. My body is a trembling mess, my legs shaking while I lie on my back. My ass feels like it's been torn apart, the pain a constant throb that's somehow still delicious. I look up at the two Daddies with a mix of awe and gratitude. "Thank you," I whisper. "I've never felt so...used and wanted." The words come out in a breathless rush, my chest heaving with the effort. Daddy takes a moment to appreciate the sight of my ravaged ass, the blood and cum mixing together, leaking out of my hole on the white sheets. He nods to Felix, the unspoken signal that their work here is done. "You did such a good job for us, baby," he says, his voice full of satisfaction. "Now, we're going to let you rest and absorb your new reality." He stands, his cock still semi-hard and glistening with the remnants of their conquest. Daddy walks over to the nightstand and grabs a pack of cigars, lighting one up. The room’s silence is only broken by the crackling of the cigar as he takes a long, slow drag. My body feels like it's been through a meat grinder. The pain is intense, but it's a reminder of the incredible experience I just had. I lie there, my ass leaking cum and blood, feeling utterly used and absolutely satisfied. "Thank you, Daddies," I murmur with a weak voice again. Thank you so much . I am glad I picked you guys as my match. The daddy takes a drag from his cigar, the smoke curling around him. He looks at my wrecked ass, a smirk playing on his lips. "You did so well, baby, no thanks at all," he says, the pride in his voice unmistakable. "You really took everything we gave you. But now, it's time for you to rest." He pats my ass cheek before walking over to the closet and pulling out a towel. He tosses it to Felix. "Clean him up, lover," he says with a wink. "We're going to leave our little slut to absorb his new status." I feel a strange sense of pride in the destruction they've wrought on my body while the towel lands on my chest. Felix grabs it and starts to gently clean the cum and blood from my skin; his touch is surprisingly tender after the roughness of their fucking. Daddy takes another drag from his cigar. He nods at Felix, a silent order for him to clean himself too. Felix wipes off the cum I shot over his body. Slowly, Felix starts to finish the cleaning. "You've been a very good boy, Jake," Daddy says to me, his voice low and rumbling. "You took everything we gave you, and you liked it." He takes one last look at my stretched, gaping, leaking hole, a satisfied smile playing on his lips. "Now, it's time for you to rest," he adds, his tone firm but not unkind. "We're going to leave you here to think about what you've become. When you want another round, you know where to find us. " With that, they both start to walk away, getting through the door and closing it behind them. I'm done... my body is done... Then I fall asleep.

I was browsing Grindr, not having much luck. I talked to multiple men, some I had met before, others I had not. None were accepting my offer of a hole to breed. Frustrated, I put my phone down and moved to my PC, planning on finding porn and using a toy for the evening. I started with bbrt, hoping for someone to take an interest. Signing in, my inbox was as good as useless; CumUnion and a non-starter "Oink!" message. Shifting my attention to the quick connect ads, I felt my eyes light up. "NEED LOOSE HOLE - HMU." I knew I had to message him, no matter the profile attached. I looked anyway. Clicking his profile name, I saw a man I couldn't resist. A muscle bear who enjoyed fisting and poz verbal. Same age as me, versatile and claimed a big dick, though had no dick pic. I didn't care about the lack of picture, as his being into fisting was enough, no matter his size. His face and body pictures showed an attractive man with great definition and plenty of body hair. I sent a message before I checked his entire profile, hoping I'd catch his attention and he'd want me. I was slim, stubbled and handsome. Not a twink, but not too far from the label. Tall, hairy and slightly muscled. Cub or otter, I couldn't say myself, but confident. While I waited for a reply, I continued looking at the man's profile. Very little detail apart from the fact that he was HIV positive. The line about poz verbal made more sense to me, then. I checked and rechecked his pictures, hoping he'd reply to the message I'd sent him. I checked the quick connect ad he'd posted a couple more times, along with my own profile and the message I'd sent him: "Loose hole looking." Had I been too direct? Should I have said "Hi" first? His reply came back within 15 minutes with an address and a phone number. I sent him a message, letting him know I was able to travel to him and I was still eager, that I'd set off to the address given within a few minutes. The man replied quickly, letting me know I'd be able to let myself in and that I should reply once I was outside his home and await instruction. I was already hard, but his message made my dick pulse. I got ready, ran down to my car and set off. The journey took me just over 30 minutes, when I check the time. I sent a fresh message to let my hook up know I was outside and awaiting his orders. I looked out my car window at the building. I was impressed, but surprised at the lack of security measures. No gates, open doors and apparently no one to challenge me just walking through the front door. My phone buzzed and I checked it immediately, excited for the meet I was about to have. "In the front door apt#2 on left door open strip inside come to bedroom listen for porn". My dick sprung up, I was ready for this. I got out of my car, walked to the front door, which was neither locked, nor manned and looked to the left. Apartment 2 was next to the main door and ajar. I walked towards it and pushed it open. Stepping inside, I closed it behind and began to strip. I slipped off my shoes, my jumper and t-shirt, followed by my jeans, socks and boxers. Stood naked in a stranger's hallway, I listened for the sound of porn. I could hear the sound of sex. Moans of a man in pleasure and a male voice talking to him, though I couldn't make out what was being said. I passed two doors and around a corner before I could see an open doorway and light projected on the wall in view. I could make out the voice, now. "You want my poz load? Fuck yeah. Take my dirty dick." Walking into the room, I saw the muscle bear in all his glory, sat on a wide, padded chair next to his bed. He was as handsome, muscular and hairy as his pictures showed. His legs were spread wide and his hand was working his hard dick, while he watched the pozzing porn on the screen behind me. I could barely believe my eyes, looking at his dick. He didn't lie, he was hung. Maybe not in length, but definitely in girth. I'd seen as long, but never as thick. "Get it wet, boy." He spoke to me, in a deep, sultry voice. I didn't wait to follow his instruction. I moved forward into the room, eyes glued to his member, and dropped to my knees in front of him. I leant forward and put my mouth over his head. My jaw was stretched and before I knew it, I had to wrap my lips around my teeth or I'd risk scratching him. "Good boy. You know how to treat a big dick, don't you?" He asked. I murmured assent, knowing he meant about my lips to avoid my teeth on his dick. I hadn't spoke a word to him, yet. That didn't matter, I knew I had to work his dick, or I'd regret it, despite his lack of threats. I felt his hands on the back of my head, gently pushing me down his shaft. I worked hard, bobbing back against the pressure he applied, getting my spit further and further down him, towards his balls. I cupped them, pulled at them softly and switched hands over again, hoping it'd be something he enjoyed. When I was allowed up for air, I gasped with strings of saliva connecting me back to his head. I used my hands to roll back his foreskin and spread my spit down to his balls. His dick glistened in the low light of the TV behind me. I spat on his dick and moved my mouth back onto him. "Fuck yes, boy. Dirty cunt," he said to me. I replied with a happy noise and continued my work. I was told I had to get him wet and so I would. "That's enough lube, get on the bed," I was told. Eyes watering, I did as I was told. I got off my knees, turned and climbed on his bed, taking my chance to look at the screen. It was a compilation video of pozzing scenes. I recognised most of them, they'd been around for years. "On your back, boy," I heard from behind me. I flipped myself over and raised my legs above my head, pulling my knees to my chest. I looked the man in charge in the eye and smiled at him. He smiled back. "Good boy," he said as he dropped to his knees. I felt his hands on my ass cheeks, spreading them apart, as he started to eat my hole. I moaned as he squeezed my cheeks and forced his tongue into my hole. "Fuck yes, Sir!" I shouted. I couldn't help myself. I was so turned on and he worked my hole so well. He pulled away to say "you like that, boy? You want that cunt worked open?" "Yes, please," I moaned back to him as he dove back between my cheeks. He stood back up and turned to his night stand. Picking up a brown bottle, he uncapped it, sniffed it, then offered it to me, before spitting directly down onto his dick and moving his hips forward. I took the bottle and sniffed like he did. I sniffed again, knowing the stretch I was about to feel with only spit. I felt his head at my hole, pushing forward. "Oh, god," I managed, as his thick member forced its way into me. I huffed the poppers again, trying to adjust before he fucked in earnest. "Oh fuck yes, good boy." "Thank you, Sir. You're so fucking thick, start slow please." I begged him. He was kind, he started slow. I huffed poppers as he slowly got me used to his girth and spat on his dick every few thrusts. Hearing the poz porn from the TV, and watching his body over me turned me on. I loved watching and feeling him spit on his dick while he was still inside me, getting me ready for what was to come. "You feel nice and loose now. You ready for my dick, boy?" He whispered into my ear. "Yes, please, sir. My hole's all yours, I'm ready for you," I replied to him, clinging to his body. My legs were wrapped around his waist and my arms around his torso. I could feel him starting to sweat, I was too. Our hair was starting to matt. He leaned back up, breaking my arms' grip. He spat in my face, to my delight. My dick pulsed and he chuckled, "Filthy cunt. Look at your dick. You've covered us both in pre-cum." I moaned back at him, as he thrust inside me, to the hilt. "Do you pre-cum?" I asked him. "Yeah I do. You like that? You like my poz pre-cum?" "Fuck yes, Sir!" I shouted back at him. "Give me more!" He laughed at me. "I knew you were a sleazy bottom. Are you on PreP, boy?" "No, Sir." I stated, still moaning around the words. "Good boy. You gonna take my loads tonight? I'm not on meds." "Yes, Sir. I want your toxic dick! I want your loads. Give it to me!" The verbal I'd been watching for years burst out of me. I'd always enjoyed it, but never knew I'd commit to it so wholeheartedly. "Fuck yes, boy. I was hoping you'd want my gift." He started to pound me and I started to moan like a bitch in heat. His dick stretched me out, giving me the sensation I'd enjoyed on toys and fists. I moved my hands over his body, enjoying the sweat dripping off him and encouraging him to fuck me harder, while I egged him on. "Breed me, infect me. Give me your poz load. Don't pull out, keep going. I want it, Sir, give it to me," I told him. "You're gonna get it. I'm gonna mark you, boy. Make you mine. Your cunt is mine now, you're mine. I'm gonna give you my poz strain." He whispered back. He fucked me hard, flipped me over and fucked harder. "You want it, boy? You sure you want my toxic load? Fucking say it!" "I want it, Sir. Give me your toxic load! I want you to infect me. I want your dirty dick inside me, Sir. I need it." I shouted back at him. His movements were getting more frantic. He was going to cum soon and I could feel my dick bouncing against me. I had to concentrate not to cum before he did, I didn't want to disappoint him. His rhythm was getting quicker and he started moaning. I encouraged him "that's it, keep going, cum inside me, don't pull out. Please breed me. I want it, poz me, Sir. Give me that toxic load." He moaned louder than he had and stopped moving for a second, before carrying on pumping. I could feel his thick dick pulsing inside my hole and I pushed back into him. I wanted every drop. I wanted his load inside me completely. Once he'd stopped thrusting, he chuckled one last time and pulled out. I clenched my hole down once I realised what he was doing and spun round to clean his dick. "Oh fuck, boy. Ah. Ah. Stop!" Pulling me off his dick he said, "I'm too sensitive after I cum. But that was hot, ass to mouth is hot. Now get back up on the bed. On your back. I'm gonna work that load in."

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Flew out to Dallas Cumunion on Thursday 17 July. Went to Club Dallas and got fucked 9 times with 7 loads. Was very late the next day to the daytime Dallas Cumunion Express party but still got fucked 3 times with one load. Later for the nighttime party I got fucked 10 times with 8 loads. Finally on Saturday I went back to Club Dallas before flying back but only got fucked once. This brings me up to 49 times getting fucked and 34 loads for the year. The Dallas Cumunion party is always great. However I was still disappointed because I was hoping for 16-20 fucks during the evening party. Guys 7 and esp. 8 were really memorable as they both had long thick dicks and fucked every part of my hole. Number 8 was incredible and kept fucking me, cumming in my ass 3 times. I was totally dizzy and my ass was a little sore when he finished. The guy would would have been Number 9 was also big but after Number 8 I couldn't take his dick and had to take a break.

Part 13 Knock, knock... I wake up, lying in my clothes on the bed. Again ... knock, knock. " Jake, are you there? Ready for breakfast ?" I can hear someone call my name. It takes a few seconds before I recognize it . It is Leroy…. "Wait a second," I yell as I stand up from the bed. My mind is still racing with thoughts, though my body seems to be relaxed. My feeling of panic has dropped a little. But I'm still full of questions, and my hole... still a bit itchy like it wants another ride... Quickly, I throw my clothes off, grab some deodorant, put a huge amount on me, and jump into some new clothes. My hair is still okay, so I don't really act on that. I slip on my shoes and walk to the door. I open it, and there is Leroy. "Hey, buddy, I missed you last night." He hugs me. "All okay? Did you have fun at the game? "Uhhh…."Uhhh, well, yeah... uhhh, I did... uhhh." Leroy just laughs. "Come on, Jake, we are getting some breakfast." There is a whole new sunny day with a lot of things to do, he smirks. We grab a table in the breakfast room. Leroy is getting some coffee, and I'm looking around. I watch all the guys. Most have shirts on. Not red shirts like yesterday, but their own. They cover up their chests , backs, arms, etc. Some wear long pants, while some wear shorts. I can see some have tattoos, but some seem to cover parts up. I'm looking in a different way to the other guys, like I'm noticing it more. How did I miss this before? Slowly, I stand up to get a plate and take some breakfast. I'm getting some bread, eggs, bacon, etc. I watch how guys smile, laugh, and flirt while getting their breakfast. It looks like everyone is comfortable and looking for their next hookup . Am I? I'm not sure... Are they positive or just a few guys? Is that the game? Or is it all just in my mind ? In a split second, I see Mark. A happy feeling washes over me. He was my first, and I'm really into him, I guess. I want to hook up and date with him again. He might be the lover I want to take back with me. But I do remember his tattoo. I should ask him: is he positive ? Is he toxic, or is it just in my mind? I really don't know what to believe anymore. My mind is just messed up. I guess, because he did share the bed with me, he really likes me too? Or? I guess he does; he fucked me with so much passion. Or? My mind tumbles with thoughts. I'm standing there like a statue, not knowing what to do. A mixed feeling of fear (of the answers I get), excitement , lust, and more that goes through my body and makes it impossible for me to move. Mark walks out; he does not notice me. "Are you okay?" I hear a voice behind me. It's Leroy. "Are you coming to the table and starting your breakfast?" "I... yeah... yeah , I'm coming," and I start to walk back to the table. We are sitting together, eating, but I can't really focus or talk. So Leroy starts to talk to me. "I went to the infirmary yesterday, you know. I got some tests , blood tests , a health check , some vitamins, and an anal examination. They really helped me out. Though they did say my hole and ass had taken some real hard time. They said it was really bruised and ripped inside." "I could have told them that even before," Leroy laughs. "So they told me I have to watch myself, and it gives a lot of options." He's not really specific about it; I just listen. "They gave me some pills for the pain, so I can keep going for the holidays here. They were really nice, Jake." "So how was your roulette game, Jake?" he asks me. I take a sip of my coffee. Where should I start? Should I drop my questions first? Should I tell him what games we played? I'm not sure. So I start to tell him bit by bit about the games and the guys. I try to make it a short version, but I can see in Leroy's eyes that he likes it and is getting a bit horny from it. Meanwhile, he eats his whole plate empty. Leroy, something strange has happened in the roulette game. They all wore red shirts. At the last winning part , they tore their shirts off. Well, you know ... Kaode, the friend I made in there... you know... He was getting really excited and wild. The other bottoms too. They were saying things like... and I started to whisper, breeding , knowingly taking toxic loads, poz-ing up, HIV ? They seemed to get wild from the tattoos the tops had. I don't know if that's for real or just a play... but what if... what if there are more guys like that? Some have the same tattoo as the hotel sign. Leroy started to laugh loudly ... I just watched him with big eyes, wondering what was funny about what I just told him. "Yeah Jake ... that's the purpose of the hotel... that's why we are all here for. " There are some poz toxic guys here. Hopefully most are. We are chasing their loads, trying to get bred by them, trying to take parts from them with us, back home. The tops are meant to spread and breed us. "You didn't know? How the hell did you get here then ? " I'm looking with huge eyes at him... what did Leroy just tell me? Does it mean... what? "Jake," he starts again. "I guess your friend Paul back home did not tell you all then. He was chasing the poz seed I guess. Maybe he got it even before the trip, and that's the reason he got sick... Well , you took enough loads , even in the game; I bet there are some poz loads with it too and got buried deep up your hole. " I'm shocked ... I took poz loads ? I did what? "Yeah, I'm sure you did. If they're toxic? I'm not sure, but I guess you took some. Don't be afraid, don't worry. You took them already, so time will tell. It's too late for that now. Just fuck, like everyone does." I do, while he winks at me. "So... so... so the guys with the biohazard tattoos..." I bring out. "Yeah Jake . They are poz, definitely , and they are proud of it. They should be... it's a sign of potent breeders. A gift they got from their breeders, and they're passing it on. Even the ones with no tattoos probably have it, and it's our job to take it. It's a gift to us." "I'm taking it." Leroy laughs. My mind is spinning . I took loads of poz , knowingly, encouraging them to breed me; I took loads... I took Mark's loads all night. I am... a cum dump... I am a chaser now... and I... I love it... My hole twitches and tickles at the idea. I need more... But my mind is still running with all thoughts. "Think about it," Jake tells me. "And you still have to participate in the games you signed up for." So... there is no running from it. Just take it like the champ and cum dump you are now. He winks at me. I did… tells Leroy. Oh, there is an announcement at the main stage, at the pool, in one hour. You saw the note; you got one on your smartwatch . Did I? I'll be there , then I guess... I'm going to the toilet, Jake; see you at the bar in 20 to 30 minutes ? Okay? "Okay," Leroy, I say to him, still running thoughts in my mind. He walks off, leaving me at the table. Leaving me in thoughts. What the... I'm excited and afraid at the same time. I need to know... Is my crush Mark poz? Is there a way back, or... shall I just keep going and take whatever I can? And is Paul indeed sick of getting poz loads, and from who? From Jason ? No, is he? And if Paul is... why should I worry and not just take whatever I can up my hole ? I feel my hole responding again; it wants another cock... In the meantime…… continuing the story with Leroy. (photo of Leroy, if you dont remember the guy) Leroy stands up from the table, leaving Jake with his breakfast. He's heading out of the breakfast buffet room to the toilets. He's not getting the first toilets; no, he walks down the hall to find some toilets further away. I have seen Mark leaving the breakfast room; he did wink at me. He should be going to the toilets over there, Leroy thinks. He opens the toilet room door and walks in. Yeah, indeed. There he is... Mark. He's just fingering another guy who's bent over at the urinals. Mark has his back to me, so he can't see me enter. He does hear the door and my footsteps , but he just doesn't care. I guess to bussy whit another bottom to fuck... I walk up to him and I clearly see him prepping that bottom boy's hole with his fingers to fuck him. Mark's cock is hanging out, hard and straight forward. I can clearly see the guy has sucked him; his cock is damn shiny and wet. I go and stand next to him, and with my hands, I grab his balls. They are huge and fill up my whole hand. I laugh at him. I have a tighter hole to fill up than this boy, I say loud enough for Mark and the guy to hear. Mark grins , "I know you do, Leroy... and tighter is better. " The boy looks up, a bit mad at what I just told him. "You want another round?" Mark asks me . "If you are up to it, my hole is your playground," I whisper to him. Mark steps back from the boy, getting his fingers out of the boy's ass and pushes them in my mouth. I can taste that guy's hole and I lick them. I really don't care that I taste the guy. "Let's go then," he smiles at me while he pushes me into one of the separated toilets. My back to the toilet, I close the door behind him. Now it is just us two. Within a few seconds, he pulls down my shorts and I take off his shirt. I can see his biohazard tattoo now clearly. It is so fucking hot, I moan, wile I touch his tattoo. His strong hands grip my willing ass and starts to finger me. With my fingers, I'll draw over his biohazard tattoo and then down to his shorts. His cock, rock hard and out of his shorts. I grab his cock and start to masturbate it slowly while I begin to kiss him. His finger is pushing deep into my hole . "I want you in me," I moan, "I want to get your poz load again. " "Make me your boy," I whisper to him. Mark turns me around quickly, with his finger still up my hole . "Get your shirt off, slut," he orders me. I do as I'm told , and then I bend a bit over to spread my ass for him. My head turned to him so I can watch him. "I hope you have a toxic load for me," I wink. "Load me up with that , just as you loaded me before and fucked your date, Jake... " Mark laughs. "I can't tell you if I'm toxic yet; you have to wait until the exposing party. But I am poz..." He puts his cock against my sphincter. I can feel a big, warm, wet pressure. Mark grabs my middle so I can't run, and then he rams it deep in me. Fast , real fast. There is no escape and no time to think. He just pushes it all in within five seconds . It's like I'm getting filled and ripped open, like a turkey. I moan in pleasure and pain real hard. I lose my breath from the intense fuck. "Fuckkkkk ... dammmmm... auchhhh." My hole is getting ripped open again; I can feel it tear. But I let Mark do his job. He roughly fucks me there in the toilet. I have to hold my hands against the back wall of the toilet while Mark is pounding me hard. The pain and pleasure is incredible again. His balls slapping hard against my hole. The toilet room echoes from the slapping sound. fuck, fuck... your deep in me. fuckkkkkk. its so good. You're making me bleed... You're ripping my hole open again , I whimper . But I keep my ass spread and pushed back to give my hole to him. I need to serve him. I'm starting to sweat from intense fucking, excitement, and pain. My hole burns deep inside me every time he pounds his cock in me. I love your cock deep inside me. Your poz pole in me… Fuckkk... I moan loud. My daddy at home will be so proud that I'm taking it all from you... I'm not holding myself in, so anyone in the toilet room can hear me. His cock is pounding deep and hard in me; I can feel it rubbing against my second hole. Mark is not pushing it through yet, which makes me whine a bit every time he pushes against it. He knows what he's doing to make my mind go wild. Then Mark pulls his cock out of my hole and turns me around again. I guess I need to suck him now, but before I know it, he pushes me, causing me to fall down on my back on the toilet Mark grabs my legs and pushes them up onto his shoulders. Then he rams his cock back inside. I yell, "Aahhhhhh. Dammmmm... Fuckkkkkkk." He now pushes deep and true into my second hole. I can feel it split and rip, a sensation of deep and intense burning pain in me. Tears fill my eyes. Mark seems not to care and gets it out again, then pushes it back in, real fast and hard. My head bounces against the wall. Fuck, you're ripping my hole. Fuck , damn... Mark just laughs and nods . He fucks me hard now while I look deep into his eyes. You like my ass more than my friend Jake's ? I moan to him. You're both holes to me, he laughs, but it's hot that I fucked both of you. My hands slide over his body and his tattoo. I want this; I beg him. While I rest my hand on his tattoo , I can feel his cock swell deep inside me. Mark is close to giving me another load. With one hand, I grab his ass to push him even deeper. His cock stings deep in me, ripping my hole open again. I don't care; I want it. I give him permission to cum in me by pulling him in again and again, begging for his sweet load. Mark then trusts deep in me. "Here you go, slut, my cream... I'm cumming... I'm cumming." He starts to moan loudly, while my hand pushes his ass deep against me. I feel his cock swell in me, and then... Load after load, I feel getting shot deep in me-a wet, warm feeling . "Fuckkk ... yeah... fuckk..." He paints, and I pull Mark to me, face to face. "Thank you for your load," I whisper softly , And I kiss him on his lips before I let him stand back up again. "Good slut boy," Mark laughs. That sweet hole got what it deserved. He pulls his shorts up and grabs his shirt. "Keep that load in, boy; take care of it." He then grins , unlocks the door, and walks off , Leaving me lying on the toilet with my legs still high in the air, my hole open and dripping.

I adore to slurp and smell sloppy slimey mancunts. The looser and sloppier the better. Sticking my tongue right inside and slurping away at all the hole has to offer. Sucking on the swollen ring and deeply french kissing the cunt hole

Getting Away, Part 11 Matt heads off on his run. He approaches Snake and John driving a golf cart and he stops. Snake says, “Babe. You look so good.” Matt thanks him. Snake asks, “How are you feeling this morning? I had a really great time with you last night.” Matt says, “I think I got cum crazy or dick dumb last night, whatever it’s called. I’m not sure I made good decisions.” Snake’s face falls a bit. He doesn’t want Matt to regret last night. John says, “Yeah I know what you mean. I kinda let things get out of control.” Matt looks at John, the masc bottom who fucked him yesterday, and then got fucked by his friend, and then got fucked in the shower and then got fucked against a tree. He hears the despair that Matt himself has felt so many times. Snake hears the depth of the words too and turns to face John. Snake reaches out to touch Matt’s arm and says, “Hey Matt. I hope you don’t mean us.” Snake’s head turns form Matt to John and back to Matt, seemingly unable to choose where to put his attention. He settles on Matt and says, “Matt, I know I have a reputation, but I really like you. What happened last night was intense. For me, it was like your sexual energy overwhelmed me and everyone around us. I walked around last night after I took you to your cabin and there were more people fucking than I’ve seen in a long time in that field.” John says, “Yeah. Um….you kinda inspired me, I guess. I had sex with my friends.” Matt says, “Rugby and the German?” John blushes and says, “And the others.” Matt says, “How do you feel? I mean, dude I’m sore and a little embarrassed, but I feel crazy sexy cool.” Snake smiles at the TLC reference. John looks up at Matt and seeing his confidence, he almost breaks down. John’s voice is soft and unsteady as he says, “Well, I feel like a scrub.” Matt almost laughs at John’s updated TLC reference. He’s struck at how this guy can keep up the banter even as he feels so low. Matt says, keeping up with the theme, “Um….A scrub can’t get no love from me. And considering you fucked me yesterday. I object to you calling yourself a scrub." Snake jumps in and says, “And….scrubs sit in the passenger side. You drove three of those guys here.” Now Matt can’t help himself and the laugh bursts from his mouth. Matt and Snake are laughing. Snake bumps John’s shoulder with his own. John can feel the good-natured ribbing and camaraderie rising among them. He smiles and laughs. As John's laughter joins their own, Matt says, “When I saw you driving up this morning, I assumed you’d be fucking me in the bushes or something.” Snake smiles and says, “Oh I can definitely fuck you in the bushes.” Matt laughs and says, “Well I’m going to go for a run. But I bet John needs a good fuck.” Matt nods his head at the nearby bushes and jogs off at a trot. John looks at the bushes next to the road where Matt nodded and says, “Those bushes?” Snake says, “Sure.” Snake pulls the golf cart to the side, gets out, and John follows him into the bushes. They discover two guys fucking. The bottom is no stranger to taking a fuck. His shorts are down and his ass is framed by a jockstrap for the top fucking him. The top is jerking the bottom as they fuck. Snake says, “Guess the bushes are popular today.” He leans over and kisses John. John says, “Let’s watch and jerk off.” The bottom is moaning and the top is grunting. John and Snake are jerking off as they watch the action. The bottom braces himself on the ground as the top bends him to arch his back so he can get more leverage for his fuck. The top says, “Where do you want my load?” The bottom looks nervous. John realizes the bottom is probably taking it bareback. He starts jerking faster. Snake kisses John and says, “$10 he takes it.” John says, “No bet. He’s usually a top and he has a boyfriend. He almost always fucks safe. He told me so when he fucked me a couple months ago.” Snake says, “Did he use a condom to fuck you?” John says, “We didn’t have any.” Snake winks and says, “He’s going to take the load.” At that moment, the bottom they are watching get fucked says, “Wherever you want.” Top says, “Wherever I want. Fuck dude. I’m nutting in you.” Four strokes later and the top grabs the bottom’s hips and blows his load in the guy’s ass. Snake kisses John and lowers John to the ground. John pushes off his shorts and lifts his legs giving Snake access to his well fucked ass. Snake says, “Can I fuck you bareback?” John says, “Fuck yeah.” The other top and bottom watch as Snake slides his perfect cock into John and begins to fuck. Snake says, “Fuck you feel so good. I’m not going to last long.” Snake, wanting his bottom to enjoy this fuck, wraps his slightly calloused hand around John’s cock and strokes him. The rough sensation on his cock along with the cool earth on his back jars John. His eyes bolt open and his mouth opens in a wide O. He starts cumming on his defined body. Snake, feeling the ass muscles tighten on his cock, blows in John. The other couple are watching as Snake cums in John and John cums on himself. John and Snake are oblivious to them as the two men hold each other in their fuck post bliss.

I had a bud I regularly sucked off and drank his load. This guy is a very hot personal trainer who is about 1/2 my age, and definitely a bad boy. When I sucked other guys off, he had me to record it and message him the videos to watch. I have sent him 4 videos of me sucking other guys off. About 4 years ago, when he as 26, I sucked him off at my place for the first and only time and he wanted to record it. Being the bad boy, he wanted to record me sucking him off in front of my sliding glass door in the living room of my 3rd floor apartment. To give some context, the sliding glass door goes out onto a deck that has clear fiberglass sides with narrow support posts. I did not have any furniture on the deck, so there was nothing obstructing the view between my neighbors' windows across the way and my sliding glass door and living room. There were drapes at one end of the sliding glass door, but they were open that night and he emphasized he wanted the drapes left open while I sucked him off. I was hesitant to let this guy record me in front of the sliding glass window, because the building directly across from my living room is an 4-storied building with 20 apartments, and their windows facing my apartment are about 60 feet away from my sliding glass door. Based on the layout of those apartments, the windows facing my apartment are 36" x 60" and directly above their kitchen sinks. Not only was I nervous about the set-up, but it was about 10pm on a Saturday evening, so neighbors were still awake doing things. I was reluctant to let him recording me, fully exposed, but decided it was ok because the living room lights were out, so the overall risk of my neighbors seeing anything was highly unlikely. After finally agreeing, we both stripped down to our athletic socks and running shoes, and he had me kneel directly in front of the sliding glass door. He stood in front of me with his 9" cock pointing directly down toward my mouth. Each of us was no more than 3" from the sliding glass door, as he was determined to have me as close to the door as possible. As we prepared to do this, I was surprised when he pulled out a head-mounted mobile phone holder. He told me he was going to wear it to record me sucking him off so he did not have to keep one hand focused on keeping the camera steady. He went into the nearby bathroom to secure his phone to the holder and test the angle his head needed to be at in order to ensure the phone was in the best position to fully capture me sucking him off. From my position in front of the sliding glass door, I heard him fiddling with the head mount and the phone. As he left the bathroom and approached me, I was in shock. HIs cell phone was mounted to his head and he had started recording, but he had also turned on the flashlight on his phone, which was now shining in my eyes as he approached me! I expected to be in the dark in front of the sliding glass door and now his phone flashlight was acting like a spotlight for my mostly naked body! I said "Please turn the light off," to which he responded "The light is needed to see the video," in a tone that signaled that conversation was over. I tried to move my mouth off of his cock to discuss options that left me less exposed, but he held my head firm and barked loudly, "Smack your lips together around his cock, Jimmy and suck out my milk!" I looked straight ahead at his cock, but the flash light was still blinding me. My body started to feel warm from the embarrassment of my neighbors potentially seeing me mostly naked and exposed, sucking this guy off. Because he would not release my head, I tried to make him cum as quickly as possible.. It took a lot longer than I wanted and to add insult to injury, there were times when he raised his head so he was not recording me., and faced the camera and the flash light out the sliding glass door and moved it around like he was trying to see outside. The light primarily reflected back into the room and only served to possibly have the moving light catch my neighbors' attention and look toward the source. He did not shine the light outward for very long and the camera and flash light soon spotlighted me sucking his cock again! I definitely got the sense that he was proud of his hot body and, being a stranger to my neighborhood, did not care if anyone saw his naked body or me sucking him off. If anything, he was trying to grab my neighbors' attention and wanted them to watch! After about 20 minutes, I finally made him cum and after achieving some post-nut clarity, he turned the video and flashlight off. I was still in shock at the overall experience and asked him to please send me a copy of the video, so I could see how incriminating it was and determine the likelihood that any of my neighbors might have seen us. He said he would message me a copy of the video when he got home, but never did. The next time we got together, I asked him to send it to me and he said he offloaded it from his phone, but would send a copy to me...but ever did. It has been four years and I still have not seen a copy of the video. Thirteen days ago, he sent me an unsolicited text stating he just watched the video of my mouth "smackin the cum of out of him." I immediately asked him to message me a copy of the video and I got no response in return. I am a bit concerned about what the video might show and wonder why he is unwilling to send me a copy of the video to me... but at this point, I think I am better off not knowing.

One of the hottest stories ever

Once you have the thoughts about getting pozzed, you will never get them out of your head. This urge will be increase steadily until you give in. The most of real sluts know that getting poz fucked by alpha guys is this we are born for. It‘s up to you, but I accepted what I was - an obedient slut that needed to be pozzed. I’ve never regretted it.

I love to be kneeling on my knees in front of a man. It's a good position for me to be in control of the dick sucking. It's a great position for him to take over and fuck my mouth/throat. Extra points when I'm on all fours sucking a dick while getting fucked doggie style.

As a top I mostly have sex with masculine bottoms, guys who, once the fucking is done, you feel comfortable just hanging out and having a beer or three with. And I enjoy hell out of it. But I have had sex with fem guys on several occasions. It has always been amazing. I once picked up a xdresser on a Friday night and we spent the entire weekend in a motel room fucking. On Saturday night I took him/her out for dinner at a nice restaurant and I don't think anyone thought he/she was a guy. I could hardly keep my hands off the sexy bitch. Knowing she had a rather nice cock stuffed into her pantyhose made it even hotter. I'm bi and it's like the best of both worlds at the same time. I sometimes fantasize about getting down with a tranny but it has never happened. But don't get me wrong, I very much love gay sex with masculine guys on the bottom.

I woke to sunlight streaming through the curtains. I was alone in the bed. I rolled onto my back and stretched wide, euphoric from the attentions the night before. Reaching for my , I checked the time. It was 11am. My phone had a message from a friend and only social media notifications otherwise. I replied to my friend, omitting my night time adventures and telling her I'd meet her the next day. I got out of the stranger's bed and started up the hallway. I could smell bacon. I walked past the bathroom and to the door opposite my entry to the apartment. I don't know why I didn't stop to dress, ignoring my clothes still in a heap by the front door. As I walked through the open doorway, I saw an open plan living room and kitchen with the man I'd met stood at the far end, over a stove. Two plates were on the counter next to him filled with everything constituting a "full English." "Morning," I said into the room. He jumped, startled by my announcement. "Shit!" He cried, almost spilling the pan he held. "You're like a ninja! I didn't hear you at all." "Sorry," I said, noticing that he was dressed in shorts and a t-shirt. "I didn't mean to scare you. Should I get dressed?" I asked. "No, I like you like that. Besides, you don't have time. Breakfast is served." I stood still while he fished fried eggs out of the pan, dabbed them dry on kitchen paper and moved them to the plates to his side. "Sit," he said, waving his hand at me. I turned, seeing a small table with two chairs under a window. I walked to the table and sat in one of the leather covered chairs. Part of me was relieved that the chairs were leather. I was worried my slick cheeks would stain a cloth covered chair, or that my hole would leak on them with the same result. "You don't have to eat it all," I was told. "I can save it for another meal." The plate put on the table in front of me was heaped with food. I was hungry and so I dived right in. We ate in silence, enjoying the meal. I was beginning to realise I liked the man across the small table from me. I had to be careful, cautioning myself not to dive in head first. "I love a boy with an appetite," he told me, as I finished eating. I'd only left bacon and beans. "Thank you. I'm stuffed," I said. "Sorry that I couldn't finish it all." "You're very welcome, boy. Don't worry, I'll eat the left overs," he replied. He grabbed our plates and moved them to the kitchen counters, before moving back to me at the table. "Come sit on the couch with me," he said, pulling at my hand. I followed him across the room and sat next to him on a handsome couch. Picking up a TV remote, he pressed a couple of buttons and lit up the screen opposite us. We bot sat in silence, watching the mid-morning programs for a while. I shivered, starting to feel the cold. "Oh no," he said. "I'm sorry, boy. I didn't realise you'd get so chilly. Come here," leaning to me and grabbing me. He pulled me over with little effort, to sit in his lap. I snuggled into his chest as he wrapped his legs around mine. I could feel my dick beginning to stiffen, but I tried to ignore it. "You like sitting on my dick, boy?" He whispered into my ear. "You turn me on, Sir. I'm sorry," I apologised. "I didn't mean to get aroused." "Don't be sorry. I like it." He told me. "Touch yourself. Show me how I turn you on." I obeyed. I grabbed my dick and pumped it slowly. I moved my right hand to my nipple to pinch and twist it. From no where a bottle touched my nose, so I inhaled through one nostril and then the next. "Good boy," I was told. I leaned my head back, hoping for a kiss. "Stop." I did. "Off the couch. On your knees." I stopped and slid off the couch, spinning onto my knees. Looking up to his face, he was grinning at me. "Take off my shorts for me," he commanded. I reached forward and grabbed the waistband of his shorts. There was nothing else to hold, so I pulled down and over his knees, leaving him naked below the waist. The man in front of me had lifted the hem of the t-shirt he was wearing and pulled it up and over his head, discarding it behind me. In the daylight, I saw how beautiful he really was. Muscled but not lean and hairy from head to toe. 'Muscle bear' in every sense of the term. I finally noticed a small tattoo just under his belly button. A biohazard in black ink. "You have a biohazard?" I asked. "Yeah, boy. Didn't you see it last night?" He answered, cocky. "It was too dark. And it's covered by your hair." He chuckled. "Yeah, that's by design. Do you like it?" "Yes, Sir. I wish I'd known," I said. I moved my face towards it, kissing and licking at the mark, I spat on it and sucked at the warning. "Enough. Work my cock," he ordered. I moved down, working his thick dick instead. His hands were already on the back of my head before I was halfway down. I tried to move slowly, as to not upset the meal he'd just made me, but I was forced to work faster. I eventually put my hands on his inner thighs. "Stop. I can't!" I shouted. "I'll be sick." "Aw, boy. I'm sorry. You should have said. Get up. On the couch. Ass out." I followed his instructions. I got up wiping the spit off my mouth and chin on the way, smearing it onto my hole as I moved. I placed my knees on the front of the couch, facing the back and resting my elbows there. Again, a bottle of poppers was produced and placed under my nose. I took deep breaths, two from each nostril before I felt a thick dick at my hole again. "You're still up for this, boy? Another toxic load?" He asked me. "Yes, sir. I'm a chaser. Fuck me up." I told him. I realised that I wished I knew his name, as he pushed inside my loose hole. I moaned as his balls reached my taint. I loved his dick, I wanted it balls deep every time. "Fuck me," I begged. "Mmm. You like this dick, don't you?" He taunted. "You want this thick cock inside you, boy. Say it." "I want your thick, toxic cock inside me, Sir. I want you." I said. "Fuck yes, boy. Dirty little chaser." He started to fuck me in earnest. Similar to last night's energy, but mostly in silence. I decided to take the reigns and asked him, "How did you get pozzed, Sir? Tell me about your chase." "Oh fuck, you really are nasty." He said. I felt his hands slide around my throat and start to gently choke me when he spoke again, thrusting the whole time. "I'm mostly top, boy. I like being in charge, but I realised I could be more controlling. I knew I needed to get pozzed, so I could poz the boys I wanted. Boys like you. I can control bug chasers, if I can bug you up. "I found myself a gifter and asked him to fuck me. I got him over and asked him to poz me. Simple as that, boy. Same as you're doing now. It took a few months but he got me, boy. My tests showed up poz a couple months ago. Six times. I took six loads of his dirty poz cum, boy. Six toxic loads over 3 months," he explained. "So fucking hot, Sir. I want your strain. Make me your boy," I begged. "You fucking bet, boy," he said. My gifter leaned in as he spoke, thrusting harder and quicker. I knew he was about to cum, so I reached my hands back and pulled the back of his thighs. "Cum inside me again, Sir. Poz me. Share your gift, Sir. Please? Please?" I begged again. "It's fucking yours, boy. Unh, Uhh." With two last pumps, he lay forward and on top of me. "You're gonna get it, boy. I'm not gona fuck anyone else until I know I've infected you. I want you as my first." He said. I didn't move, my dick still hard and leaking. "Fuck yes, Sir. My hole is yours. I want you to poz me. My cunt's all yours, Sir," I promised. "Good lad. Now clean me up, then get dressed. I've got stuff to do."

Part I My parents had separated when I was young. My dad moved to Gainesville, Florida and took a job as a professor at the local university. I was left living with my mom, and my two younger brothers and two younger sisters. There was always commotion in the house and never a moment of privacy. When I got to my senior year of high school I received a scholarship for swimming to the university my dad worked at. When I told my dad he was extremely happy for me and told me if I didn’t want to live in the dorms I could live with him. I jumped at the chance to live with him and reconnect. I would also have much more privacy. I moved in with my dad that summer and found I was loving my freedom. Dad let me come and go as I please without having to answer to him. School started and I fell into a regular routine of classes, swim practice and swim meets. I knew from a young age that I was attracted to guys but had never acted on it. I loved seeing my teammates in their speedos and in the shower. I would fantasize at night about them and jack off to them. At my first swim meet I came in fourth in the butterfly stroke. I was not pleased with this and decided I needed to practice more. So on Sunday evening I went to the pool to practice more. The pool was open to all. Part of the pool had designated swimming lanes and the rest was for swimming as you pleased. There were several families there with their kids. The swimming lanes were empty. I swam a few laps and was feeling warmed up and ready to practice hard. As I swam to the end of my lane and began to execute my turn, I kid jumped into the pool and landed on my back. My back began to instantly hurt me. The kid apologized and the mother ran over to make sure I was ok. I told her I would be fine. I got out and headed to the hot tub to soak my aching back. When I got home I rubbed down with muscle relaxer and took some pain pills. The next morning my back was still killing me. I went to the coach and explained what had happened. The coach immediately sent me to one of the universities sports doctors. I arrived at the doctor’s office and they took me back to the examination room immediately. Dr. Kirst walked in and introduced himself with a firm handshake. I couldn’t take my eyes off him. He was young for a doctor I thought. I stood about six feet tall and looked about 180 or so. He had light brown hair neatly parted at the side and deep green eyes. He told me to disrobe and put on the gown. He left the room for a few minutes and returned. He told me to lay on my stomach so he could look at my back. He began to pressing on different areas and I yelled out in pain when he touched my lower back just about my ass crack. He then asked me to stand up and drop the robe. He began to feel my balls and asked me to cough. I tried not to get hard but my cock began to stiffen at his touch. He asked me to sit back down on the table. He explained that I just had a serious muscle pull in my back and needed to take some pain medication and begin physical therapy. He said I should be back to swimming in two weeks. He handed me the prescription for the pain medication and said he had one other medication that was experimental and wanted to try out. I said that was fine that I just wanted to heal as fast as possible. He reached into his lab coat pocket and pulled out a syringe with a clear liquid in it. He explained that it would be injected into a vein in my arm. He placed a tourniquet around my arm and found a vein. He inserted the needle and pulled back the plunger and blood appeared. He told me I would feel a warm sensation and that I would need to cough. With that, he pushed to liquid into my vein and took the tourniquet off. I began to cough very hard and felt very warm. I felt another sensation as well….I was very horny. The doctor excused himself a minute. When he left I couldn’t help but begin to touch my cock and rub my hands all over my body. I wanted sex and I wanted it now. I slid my finger in my ass and closed my eyes and began to moan quietly “Dr. Kirst please fuck me.” I was so into the sensation that I did not know that Dr. Kirst had reentered the room. Suddenly I heard a voice in my ear that said “I will gladly fuck you Adam.” I was startled at first. The doctor grabbed me and told me this was a normal reaction after taking the experimental drug. He began running his hands over my body and leaned in and kissed me. I had never been with a guy I confessed to him. He said he would teach me all about man on man sex. He told me he did not have much time now since he had other patients to see but he would give me and introductory lesson on man on man sex. He bent my over the table and began playing with my ass. I was extremely turned and began wiggling my ass and moaning softly. He undid his pants and dropped them to the ground. I looked and saw his erect penis. It was a monster. It had to be nine inches and thick. He rubbed it against my ass and said “This is want you want isn’t it Adam?” I mumbled “Yes but it is so big I don’t think I can take it.” Dr. Kirst replied, “Trust me Adam, you can. After all I am the doctor.” With that he reached over to the counter and took a tube of KY and spread it on my ass and on his huge throbbing cock. He slid a finger in and I moaned in ecstasy. He removed his finger and placed the tip of his cock on my warm hole. He leaned over and placed his hand on my mouth and said “here comes my cock stud.” He slid in with all his might. I screamed with pain and pleasure into his hand. “Relax you will love it.” He began sliding in and out of me with greater force and I actually relaxed and got into him fucking me. “Fuck doc, fuck me.” He picked up the pace and whispered in my ear “ready for my hot cum?” “Yes please give it to me!” With that had straighten up and began trusting harder and he pushed in as far as he could. I felt a warm sensation flood my ass and felt his cock pulsating as he shot load after load into my ass. The doctor pulled his pants up and took out his note pad and wrote something on it and handed it to me. He told me that this session was not over and that he still need to explain more about the experimental drug. He told me to get dressed. After I dressed he walked me out and told me to make sure I got my prescriptions filled. Once outside and opened the note. It simple read “8:00 pm 1212 Oakton street”. I was confused but intrigued and still horn as fuck. As I walked home I couldn’t help but get turned on by every hot guy I saw. I wanted them to fuck me too. What was going on?

Winner. Winner. Chicken Dinner.