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Hooked up with a traveling thru visitor off sniffles app. Agreed to meet at a parking lot at a nearby shopping center. I parked my truck in a spot that mostly blocked any view. His profile was tall, skinny, hung 8” and big balls. He arrived. Hopped in back seat. We stripped down and I sucked him hard. His balls were huge and he definitely had 8” and probably a bit more. He was sitting back and I got in front and slid down his cock facing away from him. I had prelubed my hole with silicone oil so it slid in with ease and no pain. I rode his dick and we went at it for a long time. I finally laid back on the seat and he entered missionary and bred his load deep. He pulled out and I cleaned his cock off. I kept his cum buried inside me all night. A great fuck, easy to arrange, and I’ll probably see him again next time he drives through the area.

Can we stop with this whole "[banned word] question" crap? Man as a society we've become just too sensitive. Ask the question. If me or whomever else you're asking gets upset that is their problem. Do understand though, if we don't like it we can just walk away.

“Are you scared, boy? You’re all mine now. I’m going to show you what I do to teasing boys who won’t put out for Daddy.” Matt shuddered hearing the words whispered into his ear, knowing it was too late to go back now. His heart raced, and in his brain, he knew he was in trouble. He pulled at the leather restraints that were tightly fastened around his wrists and ankles, but it was all in vain. Daddy just chuckled, telling him to stop fighting it - he was going to be a good whore now whether he liked it or not. He was powerless, just a fly in the spiderweb that Daddy had carefully constructed over months. He was going to be Daddy’s next victim. Matt thought about what had led him to this place where he was about to be sacrificed to a twisted man’s carnal desires, terrified at what might happen and unsure if he’d get out of this alive. Maybe he could get away if he cooperated and gave this domineering daddy a blowjob. Once he started to feel Daddy’s finger slowly dig and scratch into his tight ass, he thrashed around, trying to scream out for help. But no one was there to save him from this twisted situation. It had all started innocently enough. He was new in town, a small-town 35-year-old who was suddenly in a thriving gay community with thousands of men all around him. He was eager to explore the leather scene he had long fantasized about, so Matt spent his nights and weekends socializing and introducing himself to the locals. He started to make friends in a cigar group, and a buddy who worked at the local leather shop took him under his wing to help him choose his first leathers. He bought a harness - all gay men need a simple harness - and loved how the leather and metal felt against his chest and back. A pair of boots made him feel more masculine than ever before. Armbands and a leather jockstrap completed his outfit, making him feel sexy and butch. The local daddies started to notice the boy’s newfound confidence when out at the leather bars. Over time, he had a group of friends he could smoke cigars with and learn more about the old guard days of leather that were happening before he was even born. Matt loved being a part of this community, but he hesitated about one thing: Sex. Everyone in his new city seemed obsessed with breeding, and they were all so open and eager about taking raw cock or shooting their cum into whatever ass they could get. Some guys even proudly boasted about fucking unwilling bottoms who were too messed up to stop what was happening. It scared Michael, and he knew he’d have to be careful if he wanted to stay safe. He had tried dating a couple of guys, but he felt like they only wanted his ass, not his brain or heart. He even went home with a man one night who seemed so nice and friendly, thinking they’d just have a drink and maybe kiss some. Instead, the man immediately went into the bathroom and emerged moments later naked, hard, and talking about getting him high on meth. He laughed as he said he was going to give the boy his nasty cum, a sinister look in his eyes. Matt bolted out the door and avoided that man, feeling like he would never meet someone who would respect his wishes. He decided to focus his time and energy on friends, thinking it was just too risky to get himself into another dangerous situation like that. He had fun, but would go home to jerk off alone. He started to worry he’d never fall in love or have the kind of sex he wanted. If only a kind, safe-sex guy like himself would come along, he’d think. And then, on a seemingly normal Friday night out at the bar with his cigar friends, he saw a new face in the crowd. This man was obviously unwell, ragged from what seemed to be a hard life and some kind of illness. His leathers looked old and worn, no doubt from decades of use. The vest he was wearing made it easy to see just how thin he really was - just a bunch of bones and skin, though for some reason he had a big round gut. His jeans were obscenely tight, and Matt couldn’t help but notice what looked like the outline of a massive cock sticking out. And was that a big wet spot from a leaking cock? Matt’s stomach churned as he saw this mystery man start to walk over to the group. “Hi,” he said, holding out a big hand to shake the regulars’ hands. “I’m Blake. Just moved to town.” The guys took turns welcoming Blake to the city, introducing themselves, and giving him some insider advice on the best places to check out. Matt was polite, but something scared him about this skeletal man who seemed unwell, and he couldn’t quite figure out his fears. When it was turn to shake Blake’s hand, the new guy had a tight grip that seemed to linger longer than he had with the rest of the group, making intense eye contact with Matt the entire time. There was something sinister about that look, but Matt figured he must just be imagining it. The guys enjoyed a few hours of hanging out at the bar, smoking their cigars and putting back drinks like they always did. Blake was generous with the guys, buying several rounds for everyone and even getting a few shots of whiskey for Matt after a friend had mentioned that he’s the whiskey drinker of the group. Matt thought it was odd that Blake wasn’t drinking at all, but didn’t ponder it much. Blake was flirting with him, even mentioning at one point that he loves using pretty little bottom boys like him. Matt tried to laugh it off and politely declined, saying he wasn’t interested. As the night went on, the guys eventually left one by one. Soon, it was just Matt and Blake at the table. Matt was drunk enough at that point to not be as scared by this new guy, but still felt like something was off. He found out Blake was 65 years old, recently widowed, and a longtime part of the leather scene. He moved to town for a fresh start and a chance to find some “young new victims,” he said with a devilish grin. Matt shrugged it off as a bad joke and explained he wasn’t really looking to date right now. Blake left for a minute and came back to the table, three shots of whiskey in his hand, and told Matt to drink up. Matt didn’t want to seem rude, so he accepted these gifts from Blake, downing all three in less than 10 minutes. He was having a hard time even just sitting down, and knew he needed to sleep this off. But Blake retuned with another round of shots, and he wouldn’t take no for an answer. Eventually, Matt took out his phone to get an Uber, but his drunken clumsiness caused him to lose his grip and drop his phone - and the screen shattered the moment it hit that brick patio. He was miles from home and didn’t know what he was going to do. Blake leaned over, taking Matt’s drunk face in his hands to look him in the eyes and ask if he needed help. Matt tried to decline, but Blake insisted. He wasn’t drunk, and his car was right outside. He’d be happy to drive Matt home. Matt was struggling to stay awake at this point. With no better options, he accepted this offer, telling Blake that he was so generous all night. Blake helped the boy into the passenger seat, asked for his address, and told him to relax and get comfortable for the ride ahead. Matt thought that was an odd way of saying it, but he was so drunk and tired, and he felt like he was melting into the seat. He closed his eyes, expecting to be back home in 15 minutes. When he finally woke back up, he didn’t know where he was, but it wasn’t home or in Blake’s car. He tried to say something but all that came out was a muffled sound. It felt like some kind of rubber ball was stuck in his mouth. When he tried to reach for his mouth, he realized his hands were somehow restrained. So were his ankles. He couldn’t see anything because some kind of heavy leather hood was over his head. He could sense that he wasn’t alone, but all he could hear was his own pounding heart and panicked breath. Then, footsteps slowly got closer and closer, seemingly caused by heavy boots. Matt struggled but couldn’t get out of his predicament. He started to cry, wondering what was happening to him. He didn’t have to wait long for an answer. “Are you scared, boy? You’re all mine now. I’m going to show you what I do to teasing boys who won’t put out for Daddy,” Blake said, letting out an evil laugh as Matt cried out in terror. “You’re my whore now.”

What I night this was thinking back on this and typing this from last night. Damn. Well I had some tentative plans tonight to see a certain familiar guy. I ended up seeing one though. I reached out to him letting him know I was free and he mentioned he has dinner with friends in the evening and might be available after. A certain top who I've gotten together with few times was online as well. I messaged him and he was looking but he said he was kinda horny but wasn't entirely sure anymore. We talked a little back and forth and I ended up getting him horny. Around the same time someone messaged me asking if I wanted to play with him and his friend. He said I can fuck his friend and then he'll fuck me. Profile was showing daddy type and top. An interesting offer and it made my dick hard. I said sure and I was heading out anyways. While I was out he sent me the details of the hotel. I was a little nervous doing this especially since he didn't have a face picture which generally i don't do. But I figured at least at a hotel if the vibe isn't right I can just walk away. Of course when I parked the top who was talking back and forth with me asked if I wanted a load and wanted to be bred. Of course I did but he also asked if I need some time. So I told him I need some time and headed into the hotel to meet two complete strangers. The door was cracked open like they said it would be which was also kinda exciting. The Hotel Scene I walked into the door and to my surprise did not see anyone. I saw what looked like a reflecting of two guys together in a mirror. But it wasn't a mirror it was the other part of the room. The daddy top who messaged me called me over into the other room. I saw him sitting down with another guy bent over sucking his dick. He looked pretty hot a taller man with a hot beard that was trimmed and also looked like a shaved head. He spoke to me in a very deep southern sexy voice. It was also more like a command. He said "Get undressed and make yourself comfortable". I don't know why if it was his tone or his accent or voice or just looking at him. But I stripped my clothes and was rock hard. I looked at him getting sucked off by his friend and his friend's ass in the air. I didn't even know what his friend looked like but I saw a hot ass in front of me that this daddy top asked me to fuck in his prior messages. I spit on my cock but he also told me there was some lube. His hole felt a little a tight but I spit on my cock and put some lube in this bottom's ass. I gently pushed my dick in and was surprised his hole was a lot more open on the inside. I'm not sure if loose is the correct term but it might be. I don't fuck a lot of loose or open bottoms. But my dick felt great being able to go all the way in and out. I started fucking him with harder thrusts since I knew he could take it. The bottom kept saying how big and great my dick felt. The top said that I have a big dick too and complimented me and said that I know how to fuck. All of this was making my dick harder. I started pulling my dick out more and teasing the bottoms hole. This was making my dick harder too. It felt hot being able to really fuck this bottom the way I wanted to fuck and he was loving every minute of it and not pulling away. I was having fun fucking and being watched and admired by the hot daddy top. But I knew I needed to cum soon and the bottom also wanted my load. I fucked the bottom faster and harder with deeper thrusts and shouted out as I shot my load in his open hole. Fuck it was hot. I stayed in him for a few moments and then pulled out. The bottom got up and then got on one of the beds. He said that was a big dick and he loved getting fucked by me. He was doing something else and the top spoke to me. He said that was fucking watching me fuck his friend. He asked if I wanted to get fucked next. I got a look at his body he had a nice sexy furry chest. His cock was pretty big and fat too. He told me to get on the bed and I got on the bed. I got on all fours and presented my ass to this hot top man. I felt him put some lube on my hole and then felt his dick press in. I made sure to prep in advance of course but FUCK his dick was really big and stretching me. I still don't fully know how he was able to do this but from playing with him later I have a slight idea. His dick felt hot fucking me and he started fucking me slowly. But he was fucking me deep. I was pulling back and giving a little resistance. I learned later that he actually really liked this even though it wasn't intentional. He said I have a hot ass and he was enjoying fucking me. He pulled out of me and went back to fucking his friend on the other bed. It was hot watching them fuck I was kind in awe. Maybe I looked a little awkward watching them. The top called me over and I kissed him a little bit and played with his nipples. He was really enjoying this and he said to get beside the bottom he was fucking. He said it's always been a fantasy of his to fuck two bottoms at the same time. Well I love to serve so I was going to make this man's fantasy a reality. I got on all fours next to the bottom and it was hot hearing the bottom get fucked. After a little bit I felt his cock at my hole again and he started fucking me. Fuck this man was so big and thick I kept trying to do everything I could to relax and take him but it was more difficult for me. He said I'm pretty tight and I told him I don't get fucked a lot. That's very truthful I do more fucking then I get fucked. He pulled out of me for a while after fucking me. I told him I had to pee for a moment. I left them alone to play and have fun and sat on the toilet and peed. To my surprise the top came in and turned on the shower and took a shower. We talked a little bit he asked if I was local and nearby and told him I was. He said he is also heading out of here in a few moments and will walk me out. Him saying this made me realize the bottom got the room and the top visited. I just kinda washed my ass a bit with a washcloth I was definitely clean but I kinda wanted to get any lube or precum out. I checked my phone for a moment and the top who wanted to see me again I was talking to online asked if I would be ready soon. I sent him a message telling him that I am on my way. I finished getting dressed and put my phone up and the daddy top who fucked me in the hotel room walked with me to the parking lot. he was basically inviting me over to his place. Damn I had a little bit of a dilemma. Do I abandon the top who was chatting back and forth with me and being indecisive about getting together and then deciding he wanted to fuck and breed for this daddy top I just met. I was being a little coy with the daddy top from the hotel. He said that if I can't host I'm more then welcome to come over. He said I had a hot ass and he wants to play with me more. He said if I don't want to that's fine as well but he told me he'll give me my number and I can think about it and that the offer is open. Ah I liked how he phrased that. I said goodbye to him and got in my car. When I got the familiar top's place that I've seen multiple times I parked my car. I messaged the hotel top daddy I just met and told him I'm the boy that he just met. He asked if I decided I want to come over. I did so I just told him that I can in a little bit. I decided to leave it at that. I know this familiar daddy top I play with fucks me for a bit, breeds me, and sends me on my way. So I figured that will be fine. Getting Together With the Regular Traveller Daddy Top Again I went to the door and saw the familiar daddy top in the door way. He had the tv on playing porn like he normally does. We kissed a little bit and he stripped his clothes and I stripped mine. I took a good look at him it's been close to a week since i've seen him. Such a sexy daddy with the white trimmed beard and furry chest and belly. His cock was sticking out rock hard and bobbing up and down a little bit. I got on my knees and starting slowly sucking his cock. When we were chatting online earlier he said how I'm a very good boy with taking direction. He said that he likes that I am good at following orders and I told him I love being subservient and improving. I was thinking of this partially when I was sucking him. He made his way to the bed and layed on the bed. I crawled on him and kissed him for a few moments. I sucked his nipples and and went down to his cock. I sucked and licked his balls and then took his cock all the way down my throat again. Man I love sucking this man's cock. He has a great nice fat cock and fits down my throat and in my mouth perfectly. I could probably suck him for a long time. He pulled me off and I knew he wanted to fuck. I got on all fours and he tossed me the familiar bottle of poppers. I took a hit and felt the lube on my ass and his cock push in me. I was hoping the hotel daddy top who fucked me earlier might have loosened me up a little. While he did I also came right before he fucked me which tightened up my hole. I've always known this that cumming makes my hole tight and I've been with tops/guys who love to fuck me after I cum. But he pushed in me all the way and I tried to open my hole. I know how he likes to fuck. He likes me to relax and open my hole and let him take control. It did not entirely go that way this time. He fucked me slowly at first but picked up speed. His style of fucking was also different then previously. I backed up on him several times and matched his stroke. I wasn't trying to but he also wasn't complaining. In the past if I tried this he would say to loosen or relax my ass and stay still. His dick felt so good fucking me and he started fucking me harder. I was not fully bottoming out I was trying to focus on relaxing and taking his cock and remembering his previous direction and applying it. Regardless of what I was doing this man was really enjoying fucking me. And he was not rushing like he normally does. He fucked me for a good while on all fours. He took a hit of poppers himself. He then pushed my legs so I was flat on my belly. He started fucking me on my belly which was really hot. I think my hole was relaxing more without me realizing it. But I was at this man's mercy as he kept fucking me hard and using my ass. While not bottoming out my ass was starting to tingle and feel a little numb. Maybe a mix of the poppers too. At one point I think I had my hands on the other end of the bed pushing for support. I felt at times my ass really start to relax and felt his cock in me deeper fucking and thrusting and taking control of my ass. I think I was giving up more control without me realizing it. Several times I could tell he was going to cum but whether he held back intentionally or not i'm not sure. He continued to fuck me for a long time until I could tell that my ass was more opened up and he was really taking control. I could really feel his cock hardened and forcefully fucking me and I heard his breathing get more intense. I didn't even ask for him to breed me because I knew he was going to. I felt his load shoot in me fuck his dick was hard and my hole was getting filled. I loved every feeling of this and he stayed on me for a few moments and then rolled off me. My ass felt kinda numb and my head was spinning a little maybe from poppers. I don't know how to describe the way my ass felt but it felt incredible both getting fucked near the end and after being bred and recovering. It felt used and fucked proper is probably the best way to explain it. To my surprise he layed on the bed and I layed next to him for a moment. He did not seem against this sometimes he rushes me off. I layed next to him and played with his sexy chest fur. We talked a little bit and he told me more about his travelling job and some other stuff he does. I liked hearing his accent it's very southern but he kinda has that stereotypical gay effeminate aspect too. He mentioned something about how he might be more of a pleasing top because he likes to make the guy he's with happy. I told him that's not a bad thing at all and that's better. It's true it's why I haven't really seeked out dominant tops that much and generally have played with more versatile laid back guys. But of course I never turn down a top if we have good chemistry. I liked hearing his stories and voice and said we'll both sleep good tonight. I knew this was the cue so I went to the bathroom for a moment. I pushed out a huge amount of cum. He told me previously that he hadn't fucked any guys since the previous week he fucked me. Something about this man the way he fucks and breeds it's just almost unique to the experience i've had lately and also somewhat familiar. But I got dressed and kissed him goodbye. We said our goodbyes and said that we'll get together again at some point which I know we will. He did tell me too that when I message him often and he says he's eating that he generally eats while his post is up so because guys don't always respond immediately. I initially thought that he maybe wanted another bottom or another guy since he had me a week ago which I would have been fine with. I didn't tell him that of course but just thought that internally. But like always I enjoyed seeing and servicing this man again and being his bottom for the session. The Hotel Top Daddy With that I left and the hotel top daddy messaged me. He sent me a picture of where he's at and the address. He said I might get confused with where it's at so to let him know if I have issues. He told me that he also just got out of the shower. I messaged him and let him know my ETA. It didn't take too long but fuck traffic lights especially that late at night. It wasn't too difficult to find his place but I managed and parked and walked up the stairs and he greeted me. He was happy to see me and he had a nice place. He got me a water and we made our way to the bedroom. He said he was really happy I decided to come over and he said he enjoyed fucking me and playing with me in the hotel. He asked if I went home afterwards. I told him I was just a little uncertain of my hole being so tight and felt bad and and wanted to make sure that my hole wasn't too tight and to make sure I can relax more. He told me loved how tight my ass is. He said that made him want to fuck me even more. He said he's not the biggest fan of loose sloopy holes. He said his friend had one. He said he fucks his friend often and his friend usually goes to hotels to get guys to fuck him. He said it slightly irritated him his friend was on the phone while he was there and they were fucking but he said he does that sometimes looking for other dick. He told me his friend liked me a lot though. We got into bed and we kissed for a little bit. He was a pretty good kisser. I loved his sexy voice too. I sucked his nipples a bit and also sucked and played with his cock. Once he was fully hard in no time he put me on the end of the bed. I got on all fours but to my surprise he did not want me fully doggy style. He had me pull my legs close together instead of wide apart. This was..new for me I have not really been fucked like this. But I felt his cock enter me and damn I thought that after being fucked and bred that my hole would have opened up and be more loose. Haha I was so very wrong. There is something about his dick whether it's the size, thickness, or maybe the way he fucks. But fuck he was fucking me deep and I could feel that my inner or second hole was not opened fully. He said how good my ass felt. But he made sure I was okay and said he didn't want to hurt me. I said I'm fine but he asked if I would tell him if It's uncomfortable. I said I would but he also said I might not be honest about that. He's not wrong. I'm using to tops using me how they want even if it hurts or there is pain or discomfort that I disregard it and kinda soldier on. But nice he was considerate. He fucked kinda frantic I wonder if he was trying to fuck longer. But damn he felt so good fucking me and how deep his cock was in me. And the position I was in I was loving it. He changed things a little bit and had me on my belly while he fucked me. Damn I don't know what it was about this man but I could not fully relax for him. But I was loving him fucking me he told me before we had to be a little quiet because of thin walls so I tried to muffle my moans and cries a little bit. But I still wanted to show expression and gratitude for this man fucking me. After he fucked me for a bit we both took a break and layed next to each other. We kinda cuddled a little or I cuddled him. He said that he noticed I like to cuddle. I said I do depending on who I'm with and that's true I don't cuddle with just anyone. I was also kinda kissing his chest and his cheeks a little bit. He said that I am a very good boy but he's only looking for play and sex and fun. I told him the same thing and we both shared a bit of our past relationships. I told him though that I am somewhat naturally submissive and he brings it out. I told him I don't know if it's his voice, his stature, his looks, or what it is about him but he's brought it out. So I told him that me cuddling with him a little and kissing his face and body is sort of submissive gratitude and subservience. He understood and recognized that and said it's very hot and the he liked it. He said he actually thought I was straight and he did ask me at the hotel if I was straight at first. He said my demeanor and how I talk and carry myself is very masculine. He said especially how I fuck. I never considered that. But damn what a compliment. He told me that he also showered before I came over and cleaned himself out. I asked if he's verse and said I thought he was a top. He said that he is top but he said watching me fuck his friend and the size of my dick. He said it was really hot. He said he hopes that doesn't change things he said some bottoms or guys don't want to fuck a guy they are with that is a top or that they want dynamics a certain way. I told him "Haha I don't give a fuck about labels or positions or roles. I said I enjoy playing and spending time with a guy that I like. I said if I guy is hot and wants to fuck me then I'll get fucked. And I said if he wants to get fucked then I'll fuck him. I told him I don't think any less of him as a top or just in general. I said I just love hot sex and love giving and receiving pleasure in different ways and just want us both to enjoy it.". He liked this answer. He said some guys don't have that mentality. All this talk of fucking was getting us both hard. I sucked his cock some more and was also licking his balls. He got hard again and he rolled me over. He put his dick on me while I was on my side and started fucking me again. Damn this was so fucking hot also not something that happens to me. It felt so hot being in his arms and getting fucked by him. He seemed to have a better angle for fucking me in this position. I was trying not to cry out so I was biting the pillow a little bit. He said how great my ass felt. Actually he referred to my ass as pussy. He asked earlier if I mind this and I told him I don't. He said he loved fucking my pussy. He was fucking me a bit more aggressive and rough I was loving it. He at one point put his hand over my mouth and I was muffling my moans into his hands. So fucking hot. I was also kissing his arm and hand while he was fucking me showing more of my submissive nature and gratitude for the hot daddy top deciding to fuck me. He seemed like he was getting close to cumming but he wanted to fuck me on my back. I turned over and raised my legs in the air. He said I looked sexy and hot with my legs in the air. He pushed his dick back in me and continued to fuck me more. I think my ass was opened up more then it was before but it still felt like my inner/second hole was not fully opened. But I loved feeling his cock go deeper in me and widen me. He was starting to sweat a little bit fucking me too. I also wondered if he was nervous about fucking because of his thin walls and neighbors. He tried to put me on my side to fuck me but then he pulled out. He said he needed a little bit of a break for a moment and I was fine for that. When I was sucking him earlier and his cock was fully hard. He has an interesting curve to his dick. It's definitely thick and long but I think there's something specific about his dick that allows him to enter and penetrate deeper then guys with just a normal non curved dicks can. I've been fucked by curved dicks before but his is even a little bit unique somehow. We both layed together and cuddled a little bit and talked. He asked me a little bit of myself and he told me a little bit about himself. He said he really liked my build too because I'm a smaller guy/smaller frame. He said it's easier to put me in different positions and fuck me and he loves it. I never thought about it that way but it was a nice compliment. My dick was really hard talking about all this. He mentioned at one point too that he wants to see me again and fuck me some more. He told me hates the apps and yeah I understand that completely to a large extent. I asked him if he wanted to get fucked. He kinda shy fully said yes maybe. He asked my status and I told him everything regarding that. He said he did get cleaned up he said just to go a little gentle at first. I told him I will make sure to ease into him. I rolled him on his side. I spit on my hard dick and spit on his hole. He was a little tight which was making me harder. I pushed my dick in him slowly and felt my cock ease into his hot hole. His ass was so hot with him on his side. He was moving his ass a little and curving it. I could tell that this man has been fucked before despite saying he's a top and it turned me on. He said I was really big and he did want to get fucked by me when he saw me fuck his friend. I eased in him more and said how good his ass felt. He was very masculine when I was fucking him. He moaned out a little but but they were more deep and low moans. Once I he was fully adjusted I started fucking him. God I loved fucking his ass. I'm not quite used to fucking loose/sloppy holes yet I think at the moment I do prefer a little tighter. I pulled out a bit and kept teasing the head of my dick in his hole like he did to me. I was loving this. He seemed me to want to fuck him deeper and harder so I did. I felt my cock go deeper into his hole. I was happy with my dick being buried deep in this hot daddy and started fucking and pumping him harder and faster deeper. He said the magic words I was looking for. "Oh fuck breed me man fill my hole with your DNA". The magic words I always love to hear. It was late for both of us I was also wanting to get off. I kept pumping him faster and harder until I shouted out louder then I intended. I felt my load flood into him and loved the feeling of my cock being drained by his hot daddy ass. I stayed on top of him for a moment and then rolled off. I could tell he was horny and wanting to get off. He started jacking off his dick. I played and licked with his nipples. I also smelled his pits and licked his pits he absolutely loved this. I loved his scent too he smelled great and he didn't wear any cologne or scents. He said he really wanted to fuck me again but he also wanted to cum. I said I wanted to see him jack off and cum. I know very well how it can be for me and other guys when you just want to cum and I knew he wanted to cum. I know we'll have other encounters where he can breed me but for now I wanted to make sure he got off so he can sleep peacefully and be satisfied and have a great night. I kept licking and playing with his nipples and his pits. He did something incredibly hot. He took one of his pillows and bit it and shouted into it. He shot his load and it was a nice load. He shook a little bit after cumming and said how great that felt. He kissed me and I handed him the towel. He said I'm more then welcome to a shower so I took him up on that offer. I had a really nice hot refreshing shower. When I was done he was dressed. I thanked him and when he was walking me out I realized how tall this man was. Damn. Not just his accent, voice, sexy masculine demeanor and looks but he was a tall fucker. No wonder he liked my smaller frame. He told me to have a good night and that he wants to get together with me again. I left and headed out. I got food on the way home because I was starving and hadn't eaten at all during the day really I try to restrict what I eat when I think I might be bottoming. It was an incredible night. I just thought that maybe I would get together with the familar travelling daddy top. I love how that man fucks me and breeds me and the dominance energy he has and making me feel like a bottom. I don't get to feel like a bottom that much anymore so being in that headspace is something I love and crave occasionally. And I love how he always shoots a huge load into me that I still feel the next day. He also fucked me different this time I think he didn't want it to be so much as a quickie like he normally does and I loved it. And the hotel scene was interesting. I've played in groups years years ago but a little unfamiliar with it now definitely out of my depth I'm glad they were both cool and relaxed. Breeding the bottom and fucking him was hot. Playing with the top was hot. But I am really glad the hotel daddy top invited me to his place and he fucked me several times and I fucked and bred him. I still see him more of a top despite what he says he definitely has Top/Dominant energy that I love and do crave to a certain extent and maybe suppress a little. It was a damn fun night I got into way more then I expected. I'm glad I didn't have to fuck around with the socials too much or have to rely on bookstores or baths even though those can be fun. Load Counts: 2 That I bred: Bred the hot bottom at the hotel. I wonder if he was a cumdump. And bred the hot daddy who fucked me multiple times nice hot tight ass. 1 That I Got Bred: The hot travelling Daddy who I get together with regular fucked and bred me deep and good. Love carrying that man with me the next day often. Until next time... 😉

The first time he did that, the load was massive, I was turned on!

The first cock in my mouth was my own. I was thin and long limbed as a teenager. I self-sucked for a number of years. Sometimes I went head over heels just for the cumshot in my mouth, so I had easier clean-up. I told my long-term partner about all this and he wanted to see me do it. I was now 21, but still flexible enough. I went head over heels--and he began eating my ass as I sucked myself. I shot really hard. We continued doing that for a few years...

Truth be told, It always turns me on, when I tell people that... Keep hoping that someone will respond positively to that! (pardon the pun), and tell me that they love fucking sluts like me!

Dan stood in the bathroom, toothbrush in hand, his reflection in the mirror showing a mix of determination and nervousness. He took a deep breath, the cool tiles beneath his feet grounding him as he began the meticulous task of scrubbing the lining of his ass, following Jason’s instructions to the letter. Each stroke of the toothbrush was deliberate, the bristles scraping against his insides, a ritualistic preparation for what was to come. The bathroom smelled of mint and disinfectant, a stark contrast to the heady scent of poppers that would soon cloud his senses. He finished scrubbing, and snapped a picture of the toothbrush with his phone, the bristles glistening pink under the harsh bathroom light. With a tap of his thumb, he sent the photo to Jason as he had been instructed, a silent confirmation of his readiness. The anticipation hung heavy in the air, a tangible weight pressing against his chest. “You sure about this right, Dan?” Jason’s text arrived, a mix of challenge and encouragement. “Yeah,” Dan typed, despite the flutter in his chest. “I’m sure.” In truth, he was sure. He appraised himself with a certain sense of detachment. Since the last encounter with Jimmy some switch had flipped in his brain. Whether he should or not, he was going to get pozzed. There was no longer any question about it. Once that happened, anticipation had overtaken fear or shame as his primary motivator. Six weeks had gone by and it was now unlikely he was protected by his own previous PrEP or by Jason and Jimmy's meds. He was going to go over and take their toxic cum. It was as if he no longer had any choice in the matter. A little while later, Dan arrived in the apartment, the key to the locked box clutched in his hand. Jason and Jimmy were lounging on the couch, their eyes immediately locking onto him, their expressions a mix of wonder and worry. The box sat on the kitchen counter, its contents—Dan's PrEP, their meds—a reminder of how they had gotten to this point. With a smirk, he unlocked the box, tossed his own PrEP in the garbage, slammed it shut and locked it again. “I’ll never need those again,” he declared, his voice firm. “You’ll only get your meds back when I test poz.” Jason raised an eyebrow, a sly grin spreading across his face. “Bold move, Dan. You sure you’re ready for what comes next?” “I’ve never been more sure,” Dan replied, his heart pounding with a mix of fear and excitement. Jimmy leaned forward, his green eyes glinting with mischief. “Then let’s make it official. Get the camera ready, Jason. We’re gonna document this transformation.” Jason nodded, grabbing the camera and setting it up on a tripod, the red recording light blinking like a malevolent eye. Dan stood in the center of the room, his body tense but willing. "Take your clothes off for us Dan," Jason said. Dan did as he was instructed as Jason and Jimmy took off what little they had been wearing and started stroking their cocks. Dan was rock hard. "Sit back on the sofa, raise your legs and show us your hole," Jimmy instructed. Dan did as he was told. He spread his cheeks, exposing his hole to the camera, the act both humiliating and exhilarating. "Tell us what you want that hole to become," Jason said. “I want this to be a poz pussy,” Dan proclaimed, his voice loud and clear. "Tell us what you're going to turn into," Jimmy uttered. Dan smirked and said, “I’m gonna be a poz slut.” The words hung in the air, a declaration of his new identity. Jason and Jimmy exchanged a glance, their smirks widening as they moved closer, their presence enveloping him like a warm, suffocating blanket. “On your knees, Dan,” Jimmy commanded, his voice rough with intent. Dan obeyed without hesitation, changing his position on the couch his eyes fixed on Jimmy’s crotch. He reached out, his fingers trembling slightly as he stroked Jimmy's shaft, revealing his thick, uncut cockhead. Dan’s mouth watered as he leaned in, his tongue flicking over Jimmy’s balls, savoring the salty taste of his skin. "Thank Jimmy for making toxic cum in those balls Dan," Jason muttered. “Thank you,” Dan whispered, his breath hot against Jimmy’s groin. “Thank you for going toxic. Thank you for making me toxic.” Jimmy’s hand tangled in Dan’s hair, guiding his mouth to his cock. Dan sucked eagerly, his lips wrapping tightly around the shaft, his tongue swirling around the sensitive head. Jason stood behind him, his presence a silent reminder of the role he would soon play. “Switch,” Jason ordered, his voice cutting through the haze of desire. Dan turned his attention to Jason, his mouth working just as fervently, his hands gripping Jason’s hips as he worshipped his balls and cock. The room was filled with the sounds of heavy breathing and wet sucking, the air thick with anticipation. Jimmy’s fingers traced down Dan’s back, lingering at his hole before pushing inside, his nails scratching the sensitive flesh raw. Dan gasped, the pain mingling with pleasure as Jason fed him poppers. As the poppers took effect, Dan's mind became a euphoric fog. Jason dropped the poppers next to Dan's hand. "You will probably need a lot of these," Jason said, "we're going to fuck you hard to make sure your ass lining is ready to accept our virus." Dan nodded. “Ready for us, Dan?” Jason asked, his voice low and dangerous. “Yes,” Dan moaned, his body aching with need. “Fuck me. Poz me. Make me toxic.” Jason and Jimmy didn’t hesitate. They took turns, their cocks thrusting into Dan’s hole with relentless force, their voices rough with intent. “We’re pozzing you, Dan,” Jimmy growled, his hips snapping forward. “You’re gonna be our poz slut.” “Yes,” Dan whimpered, his body trembling with each thrust. “More. Please, more.” At a certain point, Dan was riding Jimmy's cock cowboy style, Jimmy thrusting up as he pulled Dan's hips roughly down to meet his. As Jimmy pounded into him, Jason lined up behind, his cock pressing against Dan’s entrance. Dan’s eyes widened as he felt the stretch, his body welcoming the invasion. He had never been double penetrated before. He took a huge hit of poppers as he felt his ass stretching beyond what it had ever done. As the poppers washed over him, he found himself delighting in the pleasure of being fucked by two cocks at the same time despite the pain. It was fantastic. “Cum in me,” Dan whispered, his voice desperate. “Make me toxic. Fill me with your seed.” The camera captured every moment, the red light blinking like a heartbeat. Jimmy’s grip tightened on Dan’s hip, his thrusts becoming more urgent, his breath coming in ragged gasps. Jason's eyes locked onto Jimmy’s, his own breath hitching as he anticipated the moment that would change everything. Jimmy’s face contorted, his body tensing as he teetered on the edge. Dan’s heart raced, his body aching with anticipation, the tension in the room palpable. "Take my toxic cum slut," Jimmy howled, thrusting deep inside. The throbbing of Jimmy's cock triggered Jason's orgasm as well. The two tops slowly caught their breath. Jason withdrew his cock from Dan's ass and went to find an ass plug. When he returned, he slowly guided Dan off Jimmy's dick, scooped up all the cum that had fallen out back into Dan's hole and used his fingernails to rough Dan's insides up a little more. Then he slid in the plug. Dan cleaned Jimmy's and Jason's cocks in turn, noticing the metallic tang mixed with cum and ass juice, assuming this was his blood. "Have you guys ever not succeeded in pozzing someone after this stage?" he asked. "No," Jason smiled, "we've been 100% successful. Sometimes it takes a month or two, but we'll get you there Dan, we'll get you there." The three of them made out for a while as Jason and Jimmy ran their hands over Dan's body. Dan felt strangely at peace with himself, waiting for what was to come.

I sat at the bar with my girlfriend, Lucy, sipping an IPA. Behind us, an indie rock band thrashed out the last song of its set while the crowd cheered drunkenly. Lucy leaned back against the wooden counter watching them, swirling the half-melted dregs of her whiskey. In the dim light of the bar, her pale skin glowed milky white. Her long red hair was twisted back in a messy bun, and several strands hung in her face. She flicked them back absently before glancing at me, a smile curling her lips. “Quit staring at me,” she shouted over the music. “I can’t help it,” I shouted back. “You’re the most beautiful girl in here.” She punched me lightly on the shoulder, her freckled cheeks flushing pink, before turning back to the band. The song ended in a clatter of drums and bass, and applause filled the small space as the band took a bow, then headed off stage. “Well, aren’t you just a pretty little thing.” I turned to see a large, muscular man bending over my girlfriend, tucking a strand of her red hair behind her ear. Arousal stirred in me at the sight of his bulging biceps, but I shook it away. “Hey,” I said, touching his shoulder. “That’s my girlfriend.” “Look at this,” he said, his gaze swinging between us before he glanced over his shoulder. “Two pretty little things.” Another buff man came to join him, and they stood side by side, surveying me and my girlfriend. “Aren’t you just a sight for sore eyes,” the second man said. A predatory grin curled his lips, and he stuck out his hand. “I’m Mark,” he said, shaking my hand with a firm grip, and nodded at the other guy. “That’s Jack.” “Neal,” I said, “And this is Lucy.” Mark leaned close to me, heat emanating off his muscular body. “Could we buy you two a couple drinks?” I licked my lips, glancing at Lucy. She was gazing up at Jack with something akin to amazement. She caught me looking and, blushing, shrugged. “Sure,” I said. “Why not?” A couple drinks later, they came back to our place, their muscular bulk filling our small apartment like two bulls in a china shop. “You guys have never done this before,” Mark said, leaning against the kitchen counter as I poured four glasses of wine. It wasn’t a question. “No,” I said softly. “I mean, we’ve talked about it, but I didn’t think—we didn’t think anything would ever happen.” He grinned, another predatory smile. “You’ll like it,” he said. “I can tell.” He helped me carry the wine into the living room, where Jack was siting next to Lucy. His arm rested casually over the back of the couch, but his fingers were tracing circles across her upper arm, making her flush. She accepted the glass of wine and drank it quickly. When she set the empty glass on the coffee table, her eyes met mine, questioning. I nodded, and an excited grin curled her lips. “Enough drinks,” Jack said suddenly, standing up. “I’m ready for the main course.” He bent and picked up Lucy, throwing her over his shoulder. She shrieked with laughter, beating her fists on his back as he carried her into the bedroom. “Come on,” Mark said, shooting me a wink. “I want to watch them.” I walked nervously to the bedroom after them, where Jack was peeling off Lucy’s blue dress. She flopped back onto the mattress breathlessly, wearing only her bra and panties. With a growl, he climbed on top of her, kissing his way up her stomach to her throat, then captured her lips with his. I watched them silently, frozen in the doorway, a mixture of envy and arousal flooding through me. Arms wrapped around my waist from behind, and I jumped, turning to face Mark. He cupped my face in his big hands, brushing one thumb over my lips. “Relax,” he said, then dipped his head to kiss me. His lips brushed mine lightly at first, just a whisper of skin on skin, then returned with more force. He kissed me firmly, insistently, his tongue sliding into my mouth as his hands caught the hem of my shirt. Pulling away for a breath, he pulled my button-up shirt over my head, dropping it on the floor behind him, then kissed me again. I had never kissed a man before, and his lips were firmer than I was expecting, less pliant than Lucy’s. At the same time, he was more aggressive, and I felt my cock stiffen as he ran his hands down my bare back, pulling me against him. I wrapped my arms tentatively around him, feeling his muscular back flex through his thin t-shirt, then slid my hands down to his waist. He broke away from me, breathing hard. “Strip,” he commanded. Wordlessly, I kicked off my shoes and, with trembling fingers, unbuttoned my pants, pushing them over my narrow hips with my boxers. At the same time, he peeled off his t-shirt in one swift motion, then dropped his jeans. He wasn’t wearing any underwear, and his long, thick cock sprang free, bobbing between his muscular thighs. I stared at it, my heart pounding, and unconsciously licked my lips. He caught my gaze and laughed. “Get on your knees,” he said, a hungry smile curling his lips. My breath caught in my throat, and before I could second guess myself, I sank to my knees at his feet. His cock pulsed before my face, throbbing and already dripping pre-cum. Biting my lip nervously, I looked at his cock with trepidation. Would that even fit in my mouth? I rose on my knees and kissed it tentatively, my lips brushing the hot skin. Slick pre-cum beaded at the tip, and I licked it off, tasting the sweet, salty evidence of his arousal. Much to my surprise, it tasted good, and I circled my tongue around the swollen head, then ran it down the veined sides. With a low groan, I licked up the throbbing shaft, feeling blood pulsing through the upraised veins, then wrapped my lips around the swollen head and swirled my tongue around it in circles. Opening my mouth wide, I sucked the tip of his thick cock between my lips, caressing the underside with my tongue, then bobbed my head up and down. Only half of the thick shaft disappeared into my mouth before the tip bumped against the back of my throat. I coughed and gripped the bottom half of his cock in one hand, jerking him as I bobbed my head up and down. His hands tangled in my short hair, guiding my movements, and I moaned deep in my throat, sucking on his cock as he groaned with pleasure. As he thrust into my mouth, the head of his cock pushed against the back of my throat. Rising onto my knees, I relaxed my throat, easing his shaft down my esophagus. “Good boy,” he growled. “Just like that.” Holding my breath, I thrust his cock deep into my throat over and over again, making tears stream from my eyes. My hard cock pulsed, pleasure rolling through me as I choked on his cock, and I reached down to stroke my stiff erection. Wrapping my fingers around my throbbing dick, I whimpered around Mark’s cock, feeling a climax fast approaching. With my free hand, I dug my fingers into his thighs, swallowing as much of his length as I could, my throat constricting around his shaft. “You’ve got a real good cocksucker for a boyfriend,” Mark said to Lucy, twisting his fingers in my hair. Jack grunted, and I could hear sloppy, wet sounds coming from his direction. “His girlfriend is pretty fucking talented too.” His words sent another stab of pleasure through me, and I redoubled my efforts, sliding Mark’s cock in and out of my mouth. At the same time, I gripped my dick, jerking it quickly. “Ah fuck, Neal, you’re going to make me cum.” Mark dragged me off his cock and pulled my hair back, forcing me to look up at him. “You having fun, lover boy?” I nodded, licking my lips, my cock aching with desire. “You want me to fuck you?” I looked over at my girlfriend, Jack’s hands buried in her hair as he fucked her mouth with rough strokes. I turned back to Mark, taking in his muscular chest, the stubble on his cheeks, the creases in the corner of his eyes as he studied me with intensity. I nodded again, my mouth dry. A slow, hungry smile curled his lips. He took my hand and helped me to my feet. “Get on the bed,” he said, his eyes gleaming with desire. I obeyed, crossing the room to lay beside my girlfriend as she sucked another man’s cock. Jack pulled his cock out of her mouth with a wet pop, and she moaned softly, her cheeks flushed. Turning her head, she opened her eyes, catching my gaze. A breathless, giddy smile curled her lips, and my heart swelled with affection and desire. At the same time, Mark slid one hand up my leg and spread my thighs, his touch sending fire racing through my veins. My body tight with anticipation and lust, I moaned as his fingers traced a line up my inner thigh, stroking light circles around the sensitive skin of my ball sack, before wrapping his hand around my shaft. Using the pad of his thumb, he smeared a bead of pre-cum over the head of my cock, my arousal slick and wet on his fingers. “Oh god,” I said softly, pleasure spiking through me. Beside us, Jack slid two fingers into Lucy’s dripping pussy, stroking her clit with his thumb. She moaned helplessly, her hips rising to meet his touch, and the sight sent desire spiking through me, making my cock jerk in Mark’s hand. He released my shaft, a taunting smile on his face. His fingers lightly stroked the lines of my hips again, tickling the swell of my testicles, and teased up the sides of my veined shaft. At his touch, my cock pulsed and jumped, desperate for more. “Are you close?” he asked. Although his fingertips were barely grazing my skin, the sensation sent fire through my veins, and I nodded, unable to take my eyes off his muscular body. I just needed him to touch me a tiny bit more to send me over the edge. As if reading my thoughts, he circled the tip of my dick with his fingers, using the pre-cum to slick the surface. It was almost enough—I felt my orgasm swell, balls tightening, muscles spasming—and he jerked his hand away, leaving me trembling on the precipice. “Not yet, lover boy,” he said, smiling cruelly. “I’m going to fuck you first.” Mark grabbed my legs and dragged my hips to the edge of the bed, pushing my knees against my chest. Between my thighs, my neglected cock was hard and throbbing, pre-cum dripping out and onto my stomach. . Without missing a beat, Jack caught both of Lucy’s legs, spreading her legs wide, and exposed her open pussy and the tight, puckered hole of her ass. Standing side by side, he and Mark looked like a wall of pure muscle, and their cocks were both enormous. As I watched, Jack thrust into my girlfriend’s pussy, making her cry out in pleasure, her eyes squeezed shut. Gripping his shaft, Mark lined the swollen, mushroom head of his cock up against my virgin asshole and slid it back and forth, pressing the tip against my hole as I moaned. “You ready for this, handsome?” he taunted playfully. “God, please,” I begged, “I want to feel you inside me.” He pushed forward with slow, steady pressure, the head of his cock pressing against my puckered hole painfully before the tight ring of muscles relaxed, letting him in. I groaned, feeling my sphincter stretched wide, as he slid into my ass inch by inch. “You like that?” he grunted “You like feeling my cock up your ass?” “Fuck,” I whimpered, “it feels so good. I can’t take it.” “You’ll take it,” he promised, and with a final thrust, his hips met mine, his balls resting against my ass. “God,” I moaned, feeling my ass ripple and clench around him. Mark held still, letting me adjust to his girth, before starting to thrust in tiny motions. “Think that’s pretty sexy, don’t you,” Jack asked Lucy, rubbing two fingers over her slippery clit. I turned my head and saw her staring at me, her mouth panting open. “Yeah,” she breathed. “That’s the hottest thing I’ve ever seen.” “Good,” he said, pulling out of her wet pussy, “because it’s about to be your turn.” He pressed the huge, mushroom head of his thick cock against her asshole and began pushing. Already well lubed with her slick pussy juices, he slid inside her easily, the long shaft disappearing inch by inch into her petite ass. With two rough fingers, he rubbed her stiff, swollen clit, flicking the nub back and forth. She arched up against him, inadvertently pushing him deeper inside her, and moaned with pleasure. “Oh my god,” she whimpered, her eyes opening wide as she looked at me, “it’s so big. I can’t believe it’s so big and it’s inside my ass.” Reaching across the mattress, I found her hand and squeezed it. She smiled at me, her eyes filled with desire and love, then cried out again. “Oh fuck,” she wailed. “Oh my god, it’s so big!” As she groaned with pleasure, Mark began fucking me faster, his long cock sliding in and out of my ass with piercing strokes, plunging deep inside me with every thrust. I clenched her hand and watched Jack, his face contorting as he fucked my girlfriend’s ass beside me. She moaned, arching her back as he pounded into her, fucking her tight ass. “Yeah,” Jack growled, “you like getting fucked with your boyfriend? You like being a pair of holes for us?” “Oh god, yes,” she moaned, the words garbled as she writhed against him. “You know,” he said casually, “I think I want a piece of your boyfriend’s ass too.” He slid his thick cock out of her ass with a pop, nudging Mark. “Hey, I’ll trade you.” Mark grinned, pulling out of me, and they switched places. Jack spit on my flexing asshole, rubbing the saliva around with two rough fingers, then thrust his cock into my ass, sheathing himself inside me with one swift motion. I arched my back, moaning in pleasure, as he pounded into me, filling my ass with his thick cock meat. Lucy watched with wide eyes, her eyes glazed with lust, as I shuddered around Jack’s cock. Spreading her pale thighs, Mark lined the rounded tip of his massive cock with her tight asshole and pushed inside her. She moaned, arching her back as he filled her, his cock disappearing inch by inch into her ass. Grasping her narrow hips, he spread her rounded cheeks, her asshole stretching obscenely around his dick. “I think I’m gonna breed you,” he growled, flicking her clit with two fingers. “Think I’m gonna fill you up with my seed and breed you. You and your sweet little boyfriend. I want to see your skinny little tummies all fat with our babies.” “What do you think about that, pretty boy?” Jack asked, his fingers digging into my hips as he fucked my ass. “God yes,” I panted, my cock throbbing painfully between my legs. “Where do you want me to cum?” Mark demanded, burying his cock deep inside my girlfriend. “C-cum in my pussy,” Lucy wailed. “Breed me, make me your little slut!” “Ah, fuck,” he grunted. He pulled out of her ass as the first jet of cum sprayed out across her flat belly, then buried his cock deep in her pussy, unloading the rest of his cum inside her, filling her womb with his frothy cream. She screamed in pleasure, bucking against him wildly, her legs shaking as she came hard. At the same time, Jack wrapped his hand around my dick, stroking me firmly as he pounded my ass, sawing his thick dick in and out of me. “Oh fuck,” I whimpered, pleasure peaking in every cell of my body. “Oh fuck, I’m cumming!” My voice rose in a wail as my orgasm crested, making me shudder and arch against Jack’s cock, forcing it deeper into my ass. My clenching muscles brought him right up to the edge and he gripped my hips tightly. “What about you, pretty boy? Where do you want me to cum?” he growled. “Please,” I choked out, still wracked with spasms. “Come inside me. I want to feel your cum filling me up.” Clutching my waist, he buried his cock deep inside me as he stiffened, his sperm pumping into my tight ass. With a groan, he pulled out, and a last jet of cum splashed against my gaping asshole, the thick rope of cream smearing across my tender skin. His huge cock was still half hard, glistening in the light as he flopped beside me, panting for breath. With a shuddering groan, Mark pulled out of Lucy’s pussy with a grunt, wiping his slick cock on her pale ass. Lucy sagged beside me, still trembling uncontrollably, as he collapsed on her other side. Lifting my head, I could see the milky cream of his cum dripping out of her pulsing pussy, and an exhausted smile crossed my face. I looked at my girlfriend, her pale cheeks still flushed with lust, and felt closer to her than ever before. She met my eyes, and, rolling onto her side, gave me a tender kiss. Mark wrapped one arm around her waist, his hand resting on my hip, and Jack took it, their fingers interlacing. I felt Jack roll to spoon me, his muscular warmth pressed against my back, and the four of us drifted to sleep in contented exhaustion.

Looking back, I should have known he was positive. But the subject of his status never came up until he was cumming in my guts. I met Daddy online. I have a thing for older, daddy top types, and, at 6'2", mustache, s&p hair, muscular, and an 8 inch cock, this guy fit the bill. And he was into leather! Every time I was on Manhunt he'd be on and I'd send him a message. Usually he ignored me, but occasionally he would unlock his pictures to tease me with harness and chaps shots, or pics of his big ol' dick. After about a year of chasing him, I finally found him online and sent him a message that I was desperate for his cock and I would do anything to take it. This seemed to break the ice. We chatted that night and exchanged emails and pictures. I sent him pics of my ass- and one pic of my ex fucking me raw. "So you take it bareback?" he asked. "Well-- not often. I have. But I need to really know the guy." I replied. "I only fuck bare-- is that a problem? 'Cuz you said you'd do anything for my cock, an my cock wants to feel that raw hole" he said. "It's not a problem... Sir." Famous last words. After that we set a date for the following Tuesday. He worked near my apartment, and was going to come by right after he got off. And he would bring some leather. Tuesday rolled around and I was so horny I couldn't concentrate at work. It didn't help that Daddy texted several times during the day, sending naked pics and cock shots, along with descriptions of what he was going to do with me. I got home, cleaned-up and prepped, and put on my leather harness for Daddy. And then waited. When my phone finally rang I nearly jumped out of my skin. I couldn't buzz him up fast enough. As soon as he got into my apartment he shoved me roughly against the wall and kissed me. He was so strong, and his taking charge just made me melt into him. Daddy broke free and headed to the bathroom to piss and change. I went to my bed to wait. When Daddy came into my bedroom, he was decked out in a harness, arm bands, chaps and boots, as well as the leather cap from his online picture! I stood up and we made out and groped each other. Then he shoves my head hard down to his cock and makes me suck him. His dick was beautiful-- a true 8 incher with just a slight upward curve. I worshiped that cock. Then he got me on all fours on the floor and started eating my hole. Man, did Daddy know what he was doing!!! I was so horny, I couldn't wait to get fucked. I begged him to put his cock in me. And he did. He spit strongly onto on my hole and in his hand, lubed his big fuckstick and started working the mushroom head against my hole. I had poppers and he told me to do a hit. "Get poppered up, fucker, because here I come!" He commanded. After a big snort, that head popped past my sphincter and he was sliding his raw Daddy dick into my hole. It had been so long since I'd taken raw dick (since my last ex) I forgot how great raw fucking feels. "Yeah, fucker! You like that cock?" he called me "fucker" a lot. "Yeah, fucker! Daddy's finally giving you what you've been craving, isn't he?" Fuck yes he was! He started pumping my hole and really working it with every inch of his meat. And I was in heaven. Then he pulled out almost all the way and froze. "Hold still, fucker- I'm taking a picture to send to my buddies. I wanna show them your ass and how you're taking my fat cock." The picture thing TOTALLY turned me on, so I held still like he commanded. He snapped several pics, balls deep, halfway, almost out, and then one of him all the way out, head pressed against my hole. He then texted them to his buddy. "Well, fucker! My buddy is impressed and likes what he sees! Maybe next time we'll tag-team your ass" I told him I was more than willing. He then rolled me onto my shoulder blades on the floor, and re-entered my ass. My legs were on his shoulders and he went to town drilling me, only stopping every so often to re-lube with his spit. His cock felt so good and I was so horny that just the action of it scrubbing my insides was getting me close to cumming. I asked him stop fucking because I was too close, and he did. He didn't want me cumming yet either. We did this four more times-- stopping each time as I got too close. But on the fifth time, he told me he was done interrupting his fuck for me. He fucked me harder and rolled me all the way onto my shoulder blades until he was standing and plunging into me. I came without ever touching my cock, and my own jizz coated my face and open mouth. He kept drilling me until my balls were empty. I expected him to pull out as I was done, and, truth be known, once I cum, I don't like getting fucked. I asked Daddy to stop, and he paused long enough to say, "Nuh-Uh fucker. We're done fucking when I SAY we're done. And we ain't done 'til I've cum in your ass twice!" Then he resumed pounding me without mercy. It took another ten excruciating minutes of solid fucking before I felt his cock start to swell to even bigger proportions in my ass. Thank god he was close! I had been huffing poppers like mad during his abuse of my hole, so I was in a dizzy haze when he finally said, "Here you go, fucker! This is what you wanted! Take my POZ LOAD!" And with that he tensed up and I could feel every inch of that eight inch python squirting and pulsing his charged jizz into my ass. When he finished, and yanked his cock unceremoniously out of my hole, I finally asked "You're poz?" "Of course, fucker. I thought you knew. You said you'd do anything to take my cock." We lay on the floor and didn't talk for awhile. I let him play with my hole and finger his leaking load back inside my ass. Eventually he said, "Admit it, fucker. You wanted it. You were turned on by my big daddy cock taking charge of your ass-- and then charging your ass." My cock started getting hard again hearing him talk so frankly. "Ah, so you DID like it! And your ass is already hungry for more-- I can feel it sucking on my finger." He bred me again that evening just like he said he was going to. The second time was much more gentle, with lots of making out during. As he was getting dressed back into his business clothes, the last thing he said to me that night was, "Fucker, you shoot big loads! Next time we should find some dude on-line and take turns pozzing his ass!"

For a long time, I simply denied my sexual urges toward other men. I married a beautiful woman named Beth and we had a decent sex life, though it rapidly reduced to occasional intercourse. As I realized the biological male role didn’t arouse me, I began to imagine during sex that I was the woman sucking cock or being penetrated. This was much more of a turn on. Of course, I never told my wife. From there it was just a short step into fantasizing about other men and jerking off to gay porn. I always pretended I was the bottom – I just had no interest in topping another guy. I might have continued to limit my gay urges to fevered masturbation episodes if it hadn’t been for our new neighbor, Kyle. He moved into the house next door a few months ago. Kyle was gay and made no secret about it, wearing a rainbow pride necklace. On weekends, he would sometimes host fairly raucous parties with as many as a dozen male guests. It didn’t take much to guess what was going on. My fantasies expanded to participating in gay orgies at Kyle’s house. I also found Kyle himself to be incredibly attractive. He was a few years older than me (I just turned 30). He was tall and handsome, his body sculpted by long hours in the gym, with close-cropped beard and hair and clear blue eyes. I’m 5’8” and 150 pounds, so he was physically much bigger and more muscular – exactly the kind of male I fantasized about. When he was outside, working shirtless in his garden, sweat glistening on his torso, I couldn’t keep my eyes off him. He made me nervous in the same way I had been around pretty girls in high school and college, including Beth at first. If he was in his garden, I would find excuses to do my own yard work. I imagined what it would be like to lick his skin with his salty perspiration and then proceed to run my tongue along his cock, before he fucked my virgin ass. Although he was very friendly, I found it hard to talk to him very much. I guess I didn’t trust my ability to control myself without saying something that would give away my lust for him. I was sure he noticed my attention (no doubt he recognized male desire and had been the object of a lot of it) and found it amusing. Beth noticed it, too. One day, after she, Kyle, and I had been talking together at the edge of our yard, she said to me, “Andy, I think you have a crush on Kyle. You keep staring at his body and you get all tensed up when he’s around.” I tried to laugh it off. “Oh, baby, that’s just silly,” I replied. She stared at me. “I know what you’re like when you’re attracted to someone, sweetie. Remember, that’s how you were when we first met.” I didn’t have a good answer. I couldn’t admit she was right, even to myself. Beth just wouldn’t let it go. In the weeks that followed, if she saw Kyle in his garden, she would tease me. “Honey, your boyfriend is outside.” Our sex life ceased entirely. She would rebuff my advances, once going so far as to suggest maybe Kyle would be interested. Finally, she said, “If you don’t do something about your man crush on Kyle, I will.” “Oh, god, you’re not going to tell him, are you?” I realized that I had stopped denying my infatuation. “Sweetie, I don’t have to tell him. Believe me, he already knows.” I blushed beet red. “How?” “It’s obvious, Andy, from the way you look at him, the way you act when he’s around. You’re flustered when he speaks to you. Your tongue is practically hanging out.” “So, what are you going to do?” She smiled and winked at me, but refused to say more. Later that afternoon, I looked out the window and saw Beth and Kyle deep in conversation, looking occasionally at our house. They were both smiling and seemed happy. When I asked her later what they’d been talking about, she gave me an evasive answer. The following Saturday afternoon, my wife announced she had a special work assignment and would be gone until the evening. It was unusual but I gave it little thought. When she left, I went outside to trim the hedges next to Kyle’s garden, hoping to watch him without him being aware. Instead, he saw me immediately and came into our yard to chat. I thought he was flirting with me and I started to reciprocate. Filled with mounting desire, I realized I had to act. “Would you like to come in for a cold one?” I blurted out. Kyle gave me a big smile. “Sounds perfect.” His eyes held mine for a long time. I turned and walked back up the path into our house. He followed. I could feel his eyes on my butt, and I wiggled it as I walked. Once inside, I grabbed a couple of beers, handed him one, and sat on the living room couch. He stood over me, his crotch level with my eyes, I stared at it and watched a bulge form as his cock hardened. I realized he wasn’t wearing any underwear. I was thrilled at the thought that he was getting aroused. I felt myself getting hard. I looked up into his eyes and said, “Why don’t you have a seat?” “Good idea,” he answered. Then, even though it’s a long couch and there were a couple of other comfy chairs, he planted himself so close beside me that our arms, hips, and thighs touched. I could smell his sweat. My head was swimming that I was in such close contact as this beautiful Adonis. Then a looked at his short-shorts and saw the smooth head of his dick emerge out from the leg opening as he got even harder. “Holy fuck!” I thought to myself, completely entranced at the sight. Kyle was in complete control and he knew it. He set his beer down on the coffee table, then took mine and put it down. He began to stroke the inside of my thigh. I felt a fire of desire rise within me. He gazed into my eyes. “Andy, let me make this easy on you. I know you’re attracted to me. I think you’re hot, too. I think it’s time we acted on our feelings.” Then he leaned toward me, wrapped one arm around my shoulders, and held my chin with his other hand. His lips met mine in a soft, gentle kiss. I sighed deeply. His kiss became more passionate, his tongue invading my mouth. My hands found his torso and ran along his well-defined muscles. I loved the sensation as his stubble and my short beard rubbed against each other – this wasn’t at all like kissing my wife or any woman. I thought, This is what it feels like to kiss a man, and I love it! Kyle paused our kisses and said, “I could use a shower.” I knew he meant both of us. He pulled out his phone and sent a quick text. “Just cancelled an appointment I had. I’m free for the whole afternoon.” We walked upstairs and into the primary bathroom, which had a large shower. Beth and I liked to shower together, though that had ended when Kyle came into our life and she had refused to have sex with me. I quickly stripped and faced Kyle. He tossed away his shoes and socks and pulled down his shorts. Now I could see his entire cock. It looked huge to my inexperienced eyes. I had a moment of doubt – how could I ever get all of that meat into my mouth or my tight ass? Kyle turned on the shower. While we waited for the water to get warm, he embraced me. His tongue found mine and his hands roamed over my back and butt, his index finger probing my sensitive hole. I pulled back from his kiss and ran my tongue down his neck, tasting that delicious, sweat-coated skin I had so often fantasized about. Then I licked and bit his nipples, which stiffened under my attention. “Oh, that feels good,” he said, holding my head in place as a sign to continue. My tongue found its way down to his chiseled abs before he stopped me by saying, “More of this after we clean up.” It was unlike any shower I had taken before. We kissed and we played with each other’s cocks. Then he soaped my ass and inserted two fingers deep inside me. I felt a new warmth in my ass. “This is soon to be a cunt, Andy. Are you ready?” “Oh, yes,” I gasped. “I’ve been wanted this for a long time.” He laughed. “I know. I can tell when a guy wants to fuck. You showed all the signs.” “Funny, but that’s what Beth said.” “Well, women can often tell when a guy is gay. A sixth sense.” “Even when they’re married to one?” I asked. “Especially when they’re married to one.” We finished and toweled each other until we were both dry. I led Kyle by the hand into the bedroom I shared with my wife. We pulled back the blanket and top sheet. Then Kyle sat on the edge of the bed and pointed to the floor. I kneeled in front of him. His hard cock was just a couple of inches from my face. I stroked it firmly and it seemed to swell even more. Kyle moaned. Then I leaned forward and began to lick the smooth, mushroom-shaped head. I was rewarded with a little taste of salty precum. So delicious! I opened my mouth and began to take him in, just a little more with each suck. He rested his hands on my head and said, “Take your time, Andy. I know you’ve been wanting this. We should both enjoy it.” And we did. I loved running my tongue along the shaft, feeling the raised veins, and then licking his heavy balls. I knew what they held. I wanted his seed. No, I needed it, deep inside me. I couldn’t take his full length without gagging and he didn’t try to force me. I could feel his tension rising and I wanted him to cum in my mouth. But I also suspected he had other ideas. I soon learned I was correct. Kyle pulled back and said, “I need to fuck you.” It was both a statement of fact and a command. He stood up. I understood what was expected. I lay down on the bed, my head on a pillow. Kyle joined me on his knees. He took another pillow and slid it under my butt. He lifted my legs toward my chest and I gripped them to give him a clear view of my tight, clenched hole. Then I felt his stubble between my butt cheeks. Warm breath, then an even warmer and very wet tongue, around my hole. I felt myself relaxing into a delicious trance, everything focused on one very sensitive spot on my body. His tongue found its way inside me. Little bolts of erotic energy radiated from my ass, reaching all the way to my toes. “I think you’re ready to be fucked,” Kyle announced. “I prefer bareback, but that’s your call. The last time I tested I was negative, but that was a while back. I’ve hosted some parties since then. I don’t use PrEP.” In all my fantasies about him, I took him raw. I wasn’t about to let anything come between us now. “No condom,” I replied. “That’s good, because I don’t have any rubbers with me.” Kyle applied some lube to his dick and worked some into my hole. Then he placed the tip against my hole. “Your ass is about to become a cunt, Andy. Do you like the way that sounds? A cunt.” “Yes, baby. That sounds really hot. Turn my ass into a cunt.” I felt a burning sensation. At first, I didn’t think he would fit, but his steady pressure and my determination to relax and let him enter me did the trick. (The lube helped, too.) I felt my sphincter ease and then he was inside me. “God, you’re so big!” I murmured. “Honey, that’s just the head,” Kyle replied, smiling. “There’s a lot more.” “I want it all.” Slowly Kyle went deeper. The fullness was exquisite. My entire body quivered with the deepest pleasure I had ever experienced. For a moment I thought of Beth and how this was how she must have felt when I was inside her. But that thought vanished as I was lost in my own pleasure. After a few minutes – time no longer had any meaning – I felt Kyle’s pubic hair brush up against my ass cheeks. He lay forward atop me, and I wrapped my arms and legs around him, thrilled by his muscular body as I ran my hands along his back and arms. He kissed me deeply and explored my mouth with his tongue. When he paused, I smiled and said, “You’re so deep inside me, Kyle. It feels like your cock is going to come all the way out of my throat.” He liked hearing I thought he had a big cock, even though he knew his was my first. He raised himself up and I slid my legs into the crook of his elbows. Now he began to move in and out, each thrust sending a charge through my entire body. “Pump your cock to match my rhythm,” he grunted. I did as he said, even though I just wanted to focus on the pleasure in my ass. My cock got very hard as I stroked it. I felt something building inside me. Kyle was grunting; I was whimpering, “Fuck me, baby, fuck me.” My load exploded, spurts of my sticky, slick cum flying across my abdomen. The spasming in my ass gripped Kyle’s cock in tight pulses, and he erupted a few seconds later in deep rapid thrusts. I felt a strange wetness inside me. Kyle had seeded me. I loved the sensation. After a few minutes, he softened inside me and then slipped out. We turned on our sides, him behind me with his strong arm wrapped possessively around me, and drifted off to sleep. My dreams were sensual, about Kyle and other men, all of us together and all of them fucking me. As I started to awaken, I became aware that someone else had entered the room. Then I heard Beth’s soft voice. “Well, well, what do we have here? Looks like two gay men in my bed. Looks like they’ve been fucking in my bed.” Kyle sat up. “Hi, Beth. You were right. Andy is into guys.” It dawned on me that they had planned this encounter. “You texted her before, right?” I said to Kyle. “Yup,” he answered, kissing my neck. “Hope you’re not angry with me, honey.” I turned and gave him a deep tongue kiss. “Not at all, baby.” “Well, I’m angry, Andy” Beth said, smiling. She didn’t seem angry at all. “First, you lied about not having a crush on Kyle. Second, you cheated on me, and with a man no less. And third, you’re obviously a faggot, and you kept denying who you really are. Kyle, I think Andy needs to be punished.” “OK,” he answered. “On your hands and knees, Andy, facing Beth.” I did as I was told. Kyle moved behind me, eased my legs apart, pumped his cock a few times, and thrust it inside of me. He wasn’t gentle this time. I grunted as he penetrated me. I took a deep breath. It hit me that I was being fucked by another man while me wife stood in front of me, watching. I couldn’t believe how aroused I was by the scene. SMACK! Kyle’s hand came down hard on my right butt cheek. “Ouch!” I cried; Beth’s eyes widened. SMACK! “Thank you, Kyle,” I said. Several more slaps followed, until my ass cheeks felt very warm. With each blow I saw Beth’s eyes blink. I rested on my elbows. She kneeled in front of me and gripped my hands. “You shouldn’t have lied to me,” she said. “I know,” I answered. Several more loud smacks followed. Then Kyle stopped and lay on my back. I let go of Beth’s hands, and Kyle gripped mine. He developed a nice in-and-out motion. I turned my head to kiss him. “Fuck me, Kyle,” I urged. “Fuck me hard and cum inside me again.” I was soon rewarded by another powerful orgasm. I looked up at Beth. She had a strange, knowing expression on her face. Then she turned and walked out of the room. An hour later, Kyle and I dressed and went downstairs. Beth was in the kitchen, cooking dinner, as though nothing had happened. It seemed surreal. Kyle walked over to her, gave her a hug, and said I was welcome to stay at his house for a while until we had sorted things out. Over dinner Beth and I decided I should accept his offer. What he didn’t say was the offer included my first sex party with other men, the next weekend. Eight guys, all well-built. Kyle had told them about me. It was all bareback sex, and by the end of day two every one of them had fucked me at least once. Several had biohazard tattoos, so there wasn’t much doubt about their status. Kyle decided we should live together. Beth and I began to transform our relationship, from husband-and-wife to single-woman-and-gay-best-friend. She even started to talk about the men she was dating and how they were in bed. A few weeks later, I got really sick. Both Kyle and I got ourselves tested, and we were both positive. I can’t be sure he was the one who pozzed me, but I still like to think of him as my baby daddy. After all, like a good neighbor, he was there.

Im 25 and been dating this guy for 4 years and honestly has been the most emotionally fulfill relationship but at the same time I crave sex with multiple guys and want him to join me in the sex adventures. I personally feel board with only one dick and miss the rush of going to a bathhouse or video porn theater getting loads from other men. Was anyone here ever able to go from a monogamous relationship to a sex filled open relationship while still maintaining intimacy? Like I want to have a partner who can show intimacy but also genuinely enjoys being cum hungry together. im on the verge of just ending things with my current bf because of our differences and how I feel trapped and forced to be someone else. the dating scene is already tough and a lot of the bathhouse sluts near my age either are competitive/territorial over the amount of dick they can secure or have zero ability to emotional connect with someone. sorry for the mess of pacing in this post. 😔

Two nights ago. I met up with a guy i partied with before at this guys Playroom. He wanted a 1on1 with me at his place. So I got there and met him at the door he said just wanted us to play together sober. I said its OK as he pulled me in. He said his friend is here and wanted to play also after hearing about the stories he heard about the Playroom. He friend walked to us and said get him naked. So I got stripped at the door as his friend turned me around to grab my ass. He said I want this ass. I said take it as I got pulled to a bedroom. I got pushed on the bed and and felt my hips pulled up as my ass got rimmed for a while. The other got by my head sat leggs spread and had me suck his as I was getting rimmed. Its one of my favorite position. I sucked this nice shaft as i handled his balls tight. I felt a tongue going deep in my ass then nibbling my hole. Yes definitely hot. Then as he started to spit on my hole he got up and felt his cock at my hole i said fuck my hole! He said yea as he pushed in deep. Felt every inch and vein as it slowly pushed in. I laid my head on the crouch of the other guy just moaning. He got in deep and started the thurst harder and harder. I heard him say yes its a nice ass as you told me. Then pounded me for sometime tillnhe started to moan then say take this fuck load as he growled and pushed in deep to stop moving. As he pulled out the other got off and switched. He pushed in fast and pumped fast. He lasted only a few minutes then he blew a load. He pulled out flipped me over and sucked me till I blew a load. We got up and went to the living room to sit. We sat there talking about the parties were were at and I started craving cock so I started to suck the hosts cock for some time till he got hard and I turned around and sat on him. I bounce around till I got another load. I got up and had to go to the bathroom to clean i was dripping bad. I walked out as they were dressing I got dressed and said my goodbyes and left

I totally understand you and have sympathy for your problems. I can’t open the secret box for you because I don’t know the trick. I lived with my boyfriend for more than 16 years and we not only didn’t have sex with a third, or fourth one but even with each other. I cheated on him from time to time and suffered from remorse sometimes for a year. After he had left me (not because of this) I enjoyed the free life of single sluts for almost 7 years. I tried to find someone, but I always shared the fact at the very beginning that I was not able to be in a monogamous relationship. The first date was the last date. 🤣 I accidentally found my love less than a year ago, who is thinking about this like me. We are in a strongly bonded emotional relationship with open doors (more precisely open pants and holes) and it works and we are happy. So, you know your boyfriend. You can carefully mention the opportunity to open the relationship. Probably he will be in. If he strictly monogamous, you should consider what you won and what you lose. Then I decided on keeping the relationship. Although it worked sometimes I felt awful because of cheating, lying and being afraid of meeting anyone in the sauce or the apps who can cover up my secret. Finally I was left because he didn’t feel free in our relationship 🤷🏻‍♂️ A slut can’t be kept in a cage for a long time because it gets away from there sooner or later.

Im thinking about getting an inverted cage, not sure i have the dedication and all to wear it enough to truely cause shrinking, but its damn tempting to try.

same here and that why i spend so much time cruising bookstore cause less flakes and more anon cock. constant flow

As a top, I can always tell. My precum fills it up so much, there's a pressure sensation that gets uncomfortable. If it breaks, pressure is gone and the precum lubes things up more. The few times it's happened, the bottom noticed because the friction and slickness changed. Only had one request to pull out and get another.

Yesterday in the sauna in Antwerp. Ass up and took 5 raw cocks from different tops and took one cofirmed load.

Well it's been a weekend. I've had a lot of fun outside of sexual fun. But someone I always want to see wanted to get together with me. We couldn't do yesterday because I had stuff going on. So we agreed to meet and planned for this morning. I have referred to this man as the long bearded man or bear. But I think going forward I'll refer to him as beast not exactly what I refer to him as but just for the sake of keeping track of things here I'll do that. We were going to meet and get breakfast but things went a little different. I drove to his place so excited to see him. I went up to his place and greeted him at the door. Immediately got a look at him seeing him dressed in a black shirt and black pants all black is how he generally dresses. I loved it. He just looked at me smiling. We kissed as soon as he opened the door and let me in. I embraced him and we both had our familiar hug and reunion and passionate kisses. Again I loved having our beards touch while we both made out. I pulled on his long beard as well and he started smiling he loves when I do that. We both continued to make out with him and myself both fully dressed. We broke away for a moment and walked into the kitchen. I loved the taste of coffee on his breath because I know he just had some. I wasn't sure what we were going to do but we embraced again and made out some more. It wasn't long before he pushed me back on his bean bag chair and I was on my back. He got on top of me in no time. We were both fully clothed and we continued to make out. He leaned over my face and I could already tell what was coming. I opened my mouth and accepted his saliva. I swallowed it with pleasure and a smile and thanked him for it. We continued to make out some more. He undid his shirt a little more so I had access to his sexy pierced nipples. I played with his pierced nipples twisting them. I was already pretty hard myself. I undid my shorts and pulled them down. My cock was rock hard and he started sucking my dick. His mouth felt so good. I thought about guys who often message me sometimes wanting to suck my dick only or jack off. And then I thought about this sexy bearded beast sucking my dad and started thrusting my cock slowly in and out of his mouth. Then his phone rang. This is becoming a comedic routine at this point. Is this scripted every time haha. A friend of his called. While he was talking to his friend on speaker phone I twisted his nipples and grinned at him. He tried not to moan. His friend was telling him some stuff and I was jacking my cock and stroking it. In between him and his friend talking he would go down on my cock and suck me. He made some slurping noises but tried to not make it too obvious. I also controlled myself and tried not to moan so much. It didn't sound like his friend caught on. It was amusing and hot at the same time watching him go down and my dick and come off it talking to his friend. Eventually the conversation ended and they disconnected the call. I was so hard afterwards and we resumed making out. He sucked my dick some more and then came up and kissed me. He said we better go get something to eat. I told him him yeah but I had other plans. When we both stood up we kissed some more. I maneuvered him and grabbed him and lightly turned him around and pushed him on the bean bag chair where he his belly was on it. I pulled down his pants and pulled off his boots. I rimmed his hole and loved licking his hairy ass. His hole is always so tight too I love that. I enjoyed my tongue in his hot hairy ass and licking it. I then started fingering his hole. He knew what was coming. I spit on my dick and started pushing it inside him. He started to moan and I tried to get on the bean bag to fuck him. I was fucking him partially but the shifting of it threw off my balance. We decided to go into the bedroom. He got on his belly and I shoved my cock in him and started fucking him. He did that sexy deep moan that he did similar to last time I fucked him. He was loving it. I was initially just pumping away deeper in his hot ass but I pulled out more and started just pulling out and pushing in part way. He was really loving this and saying how good it felt and I kept fucking him this way. He then said he wanted my seed and my DNA. I was trying to hold out but fuck him of all men telling me he wanted to be bred of course I wanted to breed him too. I started fucking him faster and harder and felt my dick getting harder. I couldn't hold back anymore. I told him I'm going to cum and I'm going to breed him. I shot my load and shouted out and felt my load fill his ass. I layed on top of him for a moment and then I shifted and pulled him up so we were both on our side and my dick was still in him depositing the my load. We both layed next to each other for a moment spooning each other. Once my dick went flaccid and came out of his hole we turned and faced each other and kissed. We decided now is a good time to eat. We originally said breakfast but it was well into lunch time. So we got dressed and left to get lunch and then came back. He had plans today but he said we have some time before he has to go. He did not have to tell me twice. We were back to making out and when we kissed he did a little bit of breath play with me. I don't always fully know how to respond to this but I tried my best and held out as long as I could. He called me a good boy afterwards and we resumed kissing. We were near the bean bag chair so I took a page out of his book and pushed him backwards so he fell directly onto the bean bag chair on his back like he did to me earlier. He was smiling when he was on his back and I straddled him and made out out with him some more. I grabbed and pulled his sexy long heard and bite his face and his ears. He loves when I bite and nibble on him. I also licked his face which he loves. My dick was hard too so I took off my shorts and fed him my dick. I felt so hot and good straddling him and having him suck my dick. After I pulled my dick out I undid his shirt and played with his nipples. Then I sucked his nipples and heard him moan the more I sucked on them and the harder I bit down on them. After sucking his nipples for a while I made my way down to his belly button and bite and licked his stomach. I got to his crotch and I undid his pants and pulled them off as well as his boots. I sniffed and licked his crotch and sucked his balls. I loved the taste and I went to his beautiful cock with his PA on it. I took his cock into my mouth and started biting his cock. I feel like I have to say this every time but he loves when I bite him everywhere including his cock. He told me while I was sucking him to bite down and really chew on his cock. The more I bite and chewed on his cock the harder he got. I was loving sucking him but it still does feel like mentally it's a block to bite down on a man's cock but I do it for him anyways. I was loving this sucking his cock and feeling it get harder in my mouth while also working around the PA. Unfortunately his alarm went off and he said we have to wrap it up because he has plans and places he needs to be soon. But before we both left he said he wanted to show me something. I went into another room of his and he pulled out a bag with a pig on it. Oh I was well aware of what the pig logo was from haha. He pulled out some leather stuff showing me some leather stuff he had and also..a few collars. He asked me if he could put it on me and of course I bowed my head and gave him approval. He tried a few different ones on me for sizing and just to see how it felt on me and and to be able to pull on it. He also put a mask on me and took me to the mirror with the mask on. I looked so different in it and it reminded me of when I played with someone else in the past. But I loved how I looked in it. It was a little tight we both agreed but also it has a way to loosen it in the back. He put the collars up and the leather stuff up. He clarified last time that the collar isn't for ownership of me just ownership during play which is fine. He gave me something and said he wants me to work on it everyday. I told him he'll see the progress when he gets back from his trip. I shared some stories and experiences of things i've done. Of things I've posted here and he said they sound like fun and like they were hot. He told me about more experiences of his as well. He also once again hinted at future things he wants to do to me which I loved. It was great to see him again. The passion, the energy exchange, and the sex was hot. There were moments of tenderness too after leaving his place and coming back. Just everything about this man is incredible. I also told him how I fully recognize the we'll refer to it as "creature" that's in me. And how I recognize it's growing and what it is and how he saw this in me all along. He said he did and it's good that I recognize it more and want it to grow. What a busy and fun weekend. Glad I got end/start it with the sexy beast I've been wanting to see all week. 1 Load fucked and bred into the sexy beast of a bear. Until next time..

Anytime that someone has asked me how I got pozzed, I've always told the truth! (Including my doctors, and my social worker)... I tell them that, honestly, I don't know who pozzed me, that I'm a slut, and have had probably over a thousand sex partners, most of them anonymous/one night stands/adult bookstores/theaters, etc.. I usually laugh, as I tell them this. If they act shocked, or offended, oh well!

If the bottom isn't sufficiently distracted and notices the condom broke there are a lot of good responses I've tried... 1. "Ooops, oh no worries I've "prepared" another" 2. "that must be why it started to actually feel good, lets try a few more strokes like this and then I'll put another on. Don't worry, I won't cum inside" - When I pulled out to put the condom on lost my boner. He'll thought it was because of the condom, but it was also because I just came in him. 3. Him: "did the condom just..." -interrupted by me "Fuck I'm cumming!" If the bottom catches me intentionally breaking the condom... I'll have to update if this ever happens. The closest I got was someone texting after and try and accuse me of stealthing him because his hole was "sloppy" and he couldn't find the condom. I told him I flushed it because it was full of cum and it would make his bathroom smell bad, I also told him I noticed his hold was sloppy when I entered him and I feel like I need to get tested now in case it was gono. lol, he shut up after that.

I'm surprised at a lot of the comments here; It seems that odours are a turn off for most of you. I love man smells: hole, cock, feet, pits - stronger the better. With the right man or men, I can be no limits.

My first husband insisted on monogamy even though we had both been very promiscuous up until that point. After six years, we decided to try being open. He quickly discovered how much he enjoyed watching me take loads and then fucking my cummy hole. After a few years, he had to be a couple of hours away taking care of his sick mother a few days each week, and we started to play separately. Our intimacy and connection never suffered from being open although he eventually died after a stroke.

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Great start similar to my cravings, leading me to bb. It’s so natural exotic and fullfilling esp with hot charged loafs Oink

A friend ( a latinx bear)throw a small impromptu pool party. Yesterday as the weather is still warm. The water was fine. We gather and talked for a bit. Soon many of us were down to our swimwear. Which lead to asking for sunscreen to be put on backs. I rub the sun screen in the hosts boyfriend back. He lowed his trunks to get his pale white cheeks too. Which i playful slapped a few time. Soon our host shed his swimwear and got in the pool. Many if us followed. Swimming and talking continue. As we floated and chatted. At one point the the host hug me from behind and rubbed his cock against me. We’ve fucked a few times before. Eventual a ever shifting cuddle pile too shape over the next hour or so. With kissing, playing with nipples, stoking of cocks, and the massage of holes. i was making out with the host boyfriend, playing with his cock. And had reminded him of the blowjob i had received briefly from him at another pool party, awhile ago when we first met. He recalled and made it clear he d be up for me, especially a 3 way with his partner . i was going to have leave soon for dinner with other friends. I thought about get on the edge of the pool and suggesting he blow me. But i wanted to be respectful of the other guest who i was meeting for the first time. Despite the groping we were doing to each other. I mentioned i need to pee, and why dont you join me. i got to the bathroom first and peed, before he entered. We made out some more and stroked each other. Before i put pressure on his shoulders to drop and blow me. With my hands on his made sure my cock was going deep down his throat. When he mentioned i was hitting his sub cues. I smiled. Then dropped and suck his thick cock.When he then mentioned that they had also setup the sling for the party. I directed him to lead me to it. As a good sub he did. He also mention, he hadnt cleaned out so he couldnt btm. I grabbed his cock, and squeezed it. Thats fine, this is the dildo i going to fuck myself with, sub. I climbed into the sling, and soon had his sub white cock fucking my black ass. Soon enough he was unloading in me. And returned to sucking my cock. Which i gave him my 2 day load down his throat. We returned to join the others, and started dressing to go. The cuddle pile gave me a feel some more fucking in the near future. As i left for dinner.

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"There are lies, damn lies, and statistics." - Benjamin Disraeli You can make almost any statistic seem bad by skewing the comparative groupings. If you base it on crime per capital, the most dangerous place in the US can be anything from a small town besieged by drugs in the backwater of somewhere to a major metro area. So Chicago, where a good weekend is more like anything less than a dozen murders, might look better that somewhere else with the right comparatives. To wit, I could roll through that Philly neighborhood and not be bothered, but when I rolled through say Belle Glade, Florida, I got tailed from entry to exit and it wasn't by police. (Driving a Range Rover, but packing 2 pistols -- make my day, punk) 2 murders in a town of 1,000 looks worse on paper than a city with 1,500 murders and a population of 2.6 million. And I think there are a number of reasons. We are more inclined to locate with "our own kind" than ever before. In NY, I lived in a Village that was 91% white, about 2.5% black and 2.3% asian. By comparison, the next village over was 100% white, 100% ultra-orthodox Jewish, with no desire to assimilate with other cultures or neighboring communities. One example. Should we talk about Dearborn, Michigan for their overwhelming Muslim majority? In many ways, I think racism among other demographic groups may be, in fact, self-imposed. (Author note: In my subdivision, there are exactly two (2) black families, I'm sandwiched in between them both like an Oreo cookie, and it makes no difference to me -- the area is overwhelmingly white, followed by Hispanic). You mean Harris had an intellect? 🤣 We're of like mind on Palin. Now we could talk about whether his election left the country more united or divided, or whether black people benefitted by his presidency, which is another topic, but I digress. Oh, you might be referring to that failed experiment called the Department of Education, which in 45 years has led us from first-to-worst in aptitudes and preparedness. Or might that be Randi Weingarten's teacher's union? In either case, or as I see it, the education system has focused away from actual teaching into a sociological experiment and forgotten their charge to 'teach kids'. They're as confused on the square root of 324 as they are biology. Look, we've accepted that people can be gay and not parade it in front of us but be competent and capable. I disagree on the notion of a 'radicalized ideal' versus 'merit based hiring'. I don't care 'what' the person is if they're fully capable of their job, so if I'm going under the knife for a procedure, determining who gets the job based on DEI versus qualifications doesn't put me at ease. (Are you here because you're good at your job and fully qualified, or is it because we needed to hire a black lesbian cripple so we could check off 3 DEI boxes and get the trifecta?) That's as much hiding the underlying issue that education in some locations may not be funded as well as in others or needs to have more focus to lift minorities out of the cycle of welfare, for instance. fix the underlying issue. Actually, we agree on this point since you earlier stated that: So I think we're agreeing that Harris had exceeded her competencies and running for President was as much of a stretch as being a Senator or a VP. On your other point, ICE is going to Home Depots because that's where undocumented aliens are likely to be found as a statistical average. And because, well, people that are coming over the southern US border are, by and large, not caucasian. Bear in mind, everyone knew that the gates were open and little to no enforcement was being done, so over time anyone wanting to get in used that information. Chinese, Indians, Russians, Eastern Europeans, in addition to Hispanics were leveraging the wetter entry points across the Rio Grande. Again, hard to contend that problem if there was no enforcement and the overwhelming majority of entries and gotaways were hispanics. If it looks, quacks, waddles and flies like a duck, chances are it's not a cow. While we're on the topic, of perhaps ancillary interest is the overall lack of vetting that has resulted in tens of thousands of unaccompanied minors crossing and being put into living situations that were never properly vetted or that resulted in child exploitation/human trafficking. We all saw the video of it right before our eyes, and what galled me (and others) is how the media tried to gaslight us until it became so obvious that the emperor had no clothes that it couldn't be avoided. Enter Mr. Wolf for instant damage control. (Pulp Fiction reference) What should have galled Democrats was the lack of anyone given the ability to primary him, or to select a candidate other than Harris. I made a comment elsewhere about RFK, Jr., who was locked out of the process by Democrats. Had they not done so, you'd have had a candidate and perhaps a different occupant at 1600 Pennsylvania. Recall in '68, after another RFK had been assassinated and they moved toward an open convention in Chicago that quickly became a backroom deal to front Humphrey to run against Nixon. Plus in 2020, there was this rush to get other primary opponents out of the way to make way for Biden to become the heir apparent. Think about those when '28 rolls around and wonder why they're not letting the voters decide. Anything specific to lead you to believe Bessent isn't a top, or are you privy to something we may not be? And to think a few months ago I wasn't as inclined to post in here because it was more a shout-down of ideas and seemed less tolerant of other views. Very happy to see a free exchange of polite dialogue, even if some is tongue in cheek. Cheers!

It’s just too early for me to allow myself to get emotionally bogged down in political prognostications about ‘28. But I will remark on a couple of things. My mention of Gabbard and Kennedy were totally tongue in cheek. I think they’re both just abominable, dangerous human beings. And you mention how horrible the crime situations are in Chicago, LA, and SF. While we’re at let’s throw DC into the mix. Note where each off those cities rank on the list of the 25 most dangerous cities in the US: [think before following links] https://realestate.usnews.com/places/rankings/most-dangerous-places Cheers!

Part 2 I moaned loudly. Without mercy, he pounded deep into my ass until I could feel his body against mine. His low-hanging balls slapped against mine. "What a hot fuck hole" he moaned loudly. Without giving me a break, he pulled his cock out again up to the glans and pushed it deep inside me again. He only said briefly to Mike "Call the others, tell them there's a hot cunt to fuck and breed here". He fucked me hard and powerful for at least half an hour without mercy. Then he grabbed me and simply lifted me up, his cock still deep in my cunt. He took three steps, his cock slipping even deeper inside me, and put me in a sling. Mike was immediately on the spot and tied my ankles and wrists to the sling. "The reinforcements will be here in 10 minutes," he said. "Then we should let the pig fly a little better," the Master replied and I saw him disappear again with a needleless syringe between my ass. "This time you'll get a really fat booty bump, my horny bitch" and I could already feel him squirting the contents of the syringe deep into my ass. It burned like fire again and just a few moments later I was overcome by another wave of absolute sexual desire. "Well, do you need something in your ass?" said the master. "Then ask me and I'll fuck your brains out of your skull". I just couldn't help myself and said "Fuck me, squirt your juice into my cunt, fuck my brains out". The master didn't need to be told twice and with a brutal, powerful, deep thrust he plunged his huge cock deep into my cunt. He fucks me with maximum force. Whenever he closed, the sling came towards his cock so that he fucked deeper and deeper into me. He had long been through my second muscle. After 5 minutes, he moaned loudly and said "Come on cunt, ask for my cum. Do you want to feel my toxic cum deep in your cunt? I'll squirt my whole charged load deep into your hole. From now on you're my fuck cunt and you'll let anyone I want to fuck you." "Yes, please shoot your cum deep inside my cunt!" I screamed across the room. Just a few seconds later, I felt his cock continue to inflate in my cunt and he started to cum deep inside me. Seven, eight, nine, ten times I felt his cock contracting and squirting cum deep inside me. "Can you feel me filling your cunt with my spunk? When my buddies get here, we'll really send you into orbit and then you'll get one poz load after another squirted into your cunt." With that he pulled his still hard cock out of my ass. Mike had already been waiting for it and as soon as the cock was out of my ass he pushed a really fat and quite long plug into me. I could see out of the corner of my eye that the black plug was completely covered in white powder, so I wasn't surprised that as soon as it was in my hole, it burned and I got even hornier.

Tons of times! If I already swallowed a load and/or got bred I'm willing to get more cum from anyone at that point. Sometimes it's best to go after the unattractive guys. Easiest guys to get off quickly & if you're in the mood to get bred they're more likely to do it without much thought.

Part 3: It was about a week later when I came crawling back to BBRT. I'd spent the first day or two pretending it never happened, the next two telling myself he was just fantasizing like me, and the next few dying to find out if he was for real. I reopened the site, logged in, unblocked his account, and searched for his profile. He was still there, still grinning in his profile picture, with most of his thick cock just outside the frame. He was online. I took a breath, then wrote a message. ”Hey man. Sorry I blocked you, I freaked out for a second the other day. Hope there's no hard feelings. What are you up to?" Thank god he was on now, I'm not sure how long I would have been able to wait for a reply. I smiled when I saw the new message notification. "It's OK, boy. You said you were new, after all. You know what you want in your heart, even if you're not quite ready to accept it yet. I've been there. Anyway, I'm well, about to head out to a bar and grab a beer. My balls are full, but I usually find good ass whenever I go to this place. If you're not doing anything other than jerking off, you should come meet me. I don't bite." As I finished reading his message, I saw that he'd unlocked his pictures. They were even hotter than I imagined. His thick cock buried to the bush in 3 different bottoms. Tattoos on his thick arms and broad shoulders. Shit. Was I going to do this? "Thanks 😛 lol I hear you. I'm feeling thirsty. Where are you going, and when are you gonna be there?" A few minutes passed. “Attaboy. The Eagle, half an hour. I'll be wearing a hoodie, shorts, black nikes and a chain. Come find me." I could make that work. I didn't reply. It was like I was on autopilot. Before I knew it, I was showered, getting in my car, driving over, and finding a parking spot. As I turned the car off, jumped out and locked the door behind me, it began to sink in. What in the fuck was I doing? I unlocked the car, got back in, paused for a moment, and got back out. Fuck. I walked towards the entrance and fished out my ID and some cash just in case, but no one was at the entrance. The bar was decently busy, with a good amount of guys in their 30s, 40s, and 50s. Hoodie, shorts, nikes, chain. Where was he? Anonymity was a blessing and a curse. Yes, I had my instructions on how to find him, but finding him meant walking around the bar and eye fucking half the guys there. I tried not to be obvious as I sized people up. I started with the shoes so I'd have some plausible deniability, but that meant when I had a match and moved up to shorts, it'd look like I was checking out their bulges and asses. Which, let's be honest, I also did. I was fucking horny. At least two guys caught me looking and laughed or winked, but I tried to hide my blushing and kept searching. After a few minutes, I decided beer first, random hot guy later. He may not have even made it. Maybe he flaked, and I'd head home and see my profile blocked on BBRT too. I could have a drink here, relax, go home, jerk off, and let this all go. But as I walked in to the dim indoor section, I saw the outline of a guy casually leaning by the bar, beer bottle in hand. I looked down. Black nikes. Higher up now. Shorts. BIG bulge. Fuck. Was he commando? Hoodie. Check. As I checked for a chain, I looked up and saw his piercing eyes staring back at me. My brain fried for a second. He grinned, untucked the chain from his under his hoodie, and walked up to me. Fuck. ”Hey boy. You look thirsty. Need a drink?"

I’m very open minded. I love pretty much anything sexual. But I won’t go for the extreme, at least what’s extreme to me. No kids, no scarring or branding, no puke or shit.

Fuck yeah! I love going to an adult bookstore, stripping down to my athletic socks and running shoes and squatting down bare-assed in front of a gloryhole. I put my forehead against the wall directly above the hole and open my mouth to match the dimension of the gloryhole. I patiently wait for the first anonymous cock to enter my waiting mouth so I can wrap my lips around it and the cock can use me as the cum dump I was born to be. My favorite adult bookstore has no doors on their booths. It is so fucking hot to hear the footsteps of a guy arriving behind me at the doorway to my open booth and sense him staring at me while I wait squatted down and open-mouthed in position at the gloryhole. To then hear the stranger's footsteps as he walks away and along the outside of my booth...Then a moment later, I feel his cock entering my open mouth on the other side of the wall with the plan to use it to get his cock off..FUCK, I'm salivating just thinking about it!

Athletic Trainer 8 Luke clenched, soaking up Jason's hot, wet grip. Pre-cum leaked, a clear sign of his own need, but he held back, drawing out the delicious agony. Jason, lost in it, gasped, eyes shut, hands gripping his head, trying to breathe. He did not know if he would cum again; all he wanted was more, a desperate plea for it to never end. Luke watched Jason's desperate hunger, a smirk on his face, their secret known. This whole thing, from the start, had been planned by Luke and Brad. Now, the next part was unfolding, Luke driving them to the motel where Brad waited, ready to finish what they started. "You want more, don't you?" Luke's voice was a low growl, cutting through Jason's pleasure fog. He traced Jason's hard dick, a teasing touch that sent shivers down Jason's spine. Jason, still spaced out, sighed, eyes still closed. "Yeah... I cannot believe I am saying this, but yeah... fuck, that was so good." "Glad to hear it," Luke purred, satisfied. "Let us wash up and get dressed. We are seeing a friend. We can keep going there." They stepped into the shower. Warm water rained down as they scrubbed each other, their movements slick and sensual. Every now and then, their mouths met, a slow, deep kiss tasting of desire and anticipation. Their bodies pressed close, steaming together, the friction a gentle promise of more to come. As Jason's hand went back, Luke stopped him, his voice low and firm. "Nah... keep my load in there." Luke wanted his presence to stay inside Jason, a constant reminder of their fuck. Out of the shower, they toweled each other off, hands lingering on warm skin. Luke told Jason to face him, eyes locking with Jason's before he slid a cock ring around Jason's swollen dick. The metal felt cool against Jason's hot flesh, a solid promise of heightened sensation. Next, Luke told Jason to bend over, a quiet command Jason obeyed without thinking. From a small bag, Luke pulled out a needless syringe, its clear tube of liquid. "Bong water. It will get you feeling pretty good," Luke explained, his voice flat as he injected the whole thing into Jason's ass. The water, Luke knew, had been collecting for days, a potent mix of countless hits. Its kick, even in that short time, was undeniable. Luke was sure Jason would not even know what hit him. After that, a small butt plug went in, its smooth surface disappearing easily into Jason's already loose hole. "Before we go," Luke began, his voice serious, almost conspiratorial, "will you promise to be a good fuck boy and let me whore you out? It will make me so happy if you will." Jason hesitated, the question hanging in the air. The idea, undeniably hot, also brought a flicker of doubt. He liked the thought, the dark pull of it, but was he really ready? "Um... yes," he finally managed, the word a soft mumble as they moved to the car. "First off," Luke ordered, his voice sharp and decisive as they got in the car. "Put your hands behind the seat, reach as far back as you can." Jason, still in a daze of obedience, followed without question. In a swift, practiced move, Luke pulled out cuffs and locked Jason's wrists together behind the seat. A blindfold went over Jason's eyes, plunging him into darkness. From a small vial, Luke sprayed a strong, heavy-smelling liquid onto a rag. "Maximum impact, it is like popper," he muttered. The rag was stuffed hard into Jason's mouth, followed by a mouth gag that held it in place, effectively silencing him. "Now we are ready to go," Luke announced, a triumphant glint in his eyes. With a press of a button, the butt plug inside Jason started to vibrate, a low, insistent hum that resonated deep within him. Then, Luke started the car, pulling out onto the road. The whole ride was a symphony of Jason's muffled moans; each vibration from the plug intensified the pleasure-pain within him. Luke, with deliberate cruelty, hit every speed bump without slowing; each jarring impact sent a jolt through Jason's body, making him feel as though the plug was penetrating deeper, harder with every bump. Finally, the car stopped, and with it, the vibrating hum of the butt plug ceased. Jason slowly started to wake up as the effect of maximum impact faded. A strange sense of being dumped washed over him; he felt as though Luke had just left him in the car, tied up and abandoned. Suddenly, the car door behind him opened. He felt a sharp jab in his left arm, then a pull, and then this crazy rush hit him, a fucked-up mix of fear and pure pleasure. Jason's head was spinning, thoughts crashing, couldn't focus on shit, especially not what was happening. His ass muscles were clenching and unclenching, spasms around the aching hole. Luke uncuffed his wrists and walked him into the motel room. Jason's eyes swam, dark and throbbing with his own pounding pulse. He barely saw the bed, but it pulled him in, and he scrambled onto it, his body just dropping into doggy. Luke, smooth and slow, yanked the plug out in one quick pull. The sudden emptiness felt almost as jarring as being full. Just as the plug slid free, Brad walked out of the shower, naked and slick with water, steam still on his skin. Luke gave him a subtle, knowing nod, a silent message passing between them. Then he poured a thick stream of lube right above Jason's crack, catching the first drops with two fingers, letting it run slow and hot, coating the soft skin. His left hand, still holding the lube, dug into his pocket and pulled out a big, jagged chunk of crystal meth. He held it up, catching the light, and turned to Brad, a wicked look in his eyes. "What do you think? Too much?" Brad's lips curled into a slow, hungry smile. "Looks plenty to me," he rumbled, his voice a low growl that still sent a shiver down Jason's spine even as high as he was. Luke pulled his fingers away, leaving a smear of lube, then carefully held the crystal shard between his fingers. With a deliberate, almost ritualistic move, he slid it into Jason's hole, a gasp torn from Jason's throat at the surprise. The crystal then dropped deeper inside Jason. "All yours," Luke told Brad, a note of triumph in his voice. With that, Luke started undressing; his clothes hit the floor without a sound. He locked the door with a soft click, sealing them in, and then positioned himself right in front of Jason, leaning back on a stack of pillows behind him. Brad was already sliding the head of his cock, hot and thick, up and down Jason's open hole, a silent promise of what was coming. "I've never seen his hole wink at me like it does now. This is some next-level shit," Brad said to Luke, his voice raw, almost in awe. Jason felt a burning pain deep inside, a feeling that threatened to burn through the drug haze. He instinctively tried to push up, a desperate move to escape the growing intensity, but Luke's hand, firm and unmoving, ripped the gag free from his mouth. "Take it easy, man," Luke muttered, his voice thick with a raw anticipation that filled every inch of the room. The air was heavy, charged with the musky, hot smell of male arousal, a primal stink that seemed to coat the walls, muffling the outside world. The only sounds were the ragged, rising rhythm of their own heavy breathing. Jason nodded, a small, involuntary twitch, his heart hammering against his ribs, a frantic drum against the rough fabric still binding his eyes. He could feel the intense, radiating heat from deep inside his fucked hole, the foreign shit dissolving inside him. Jason's mouth dropped open, a silent gasp of anticipation. He felt Brad's hot breath on his ear, whispering low, encouraging words that sent shivers, both good and bad, down his spine, prickling his skin. "Your hungry hole ready for me? I know you are. Open up for me," Brad said, his voice a husky command. Jason was so fucked up, so lost in the swirling sensations, that he did not even recognize Brad's voice, a familiar sound made alien by the drugs. The smooth, engorged tip of Brad's cock brushed tantalizingly against his cheek, the head glistening with pre-cum, a shimmering promise of coming pleasure. In one swift, decisive move, Luke's cock filled Jason's mouth. Jason had to fight a visceral gag reflex as the thick shaft hit the back of his throat, stretching him to his limit. He had never been so deep-throated, but the shocking thrill of this new, extreme feeling made him eager, almost desperate, for more, for whatever came next. Meanwhile, Brad's thick fingers were expertly teasing his entrance, circling, pressing, applying just enough exquisite pressure to make Jason silently beg for the main act, for the full, brutal insertion. Jason moaned, a low, guttural sound, his mouth full, his throat stretched tight around Luke. Then, the suddenness of Brad's penetration took Jason completely by surprise. A muffled grunt escaped him, stifled by Luke's shaft, as Brad drove into him. The feeling of being stretched open, of being completely filled, was almost too much, a pleasure so intense it bordered on pain. Yet, miraculously, he managed to relax his muscles, welcoming the intrusion, surrendering to the overwhelming sensations. As Luke began to thrust into his mouth, setting a steady, relentless rhythm, Brad's hands tightened on Jason's hips, holding him firmly in place, nailing him to the bed. The primal sound of their skin slapping together echoed in the quiet room, a wet, rhythmic beat that matched the frantic pounding of Jason's pulse in his ears, a primitive soundtrack to their escalating depravity. The two men chuckled darkly, a low, rumbling sound that seemed to vibrate through Jason's body. They exchanged a knowing glance, a silent communication of shared intent, that sent a fresh wave of intense excitement surging through Jason. He could feel their desire, a palpable force that seemed to thicken the air around them, making it heavy and electric. They began to spit roast Jason, a relentless assault that lasted for what felt like forever, though the clock on the bedside table would later show it was only five minutes. Luke finally unloaded in Jason's mouth. He made sure every drop of his man juice was swallowed before pulling his cock from Jason's mouth, leaving a slick, empty void, while Brad, seemingly insatiable, kept finding new ways to drill into Jason's hole, each thrust deeper, harder, more aggressive than the last. This relentless assault wrung high-pitched moans from Jason, sounds he never knew he could make, raw cries of pleasure and pain. Then, Brad slowed his pace, holding his dick deep inside Jason, allowing Jason's convulsing hole to contract tightly around him. With a few more sudden deep thrusts, Brad flooded Jason's rectum with his cum. Luke winked at Brad, a silent signal. Then Brad and Luke finally stepped back, leaving Jason blindfolded and cuffed to the hotel bedframe, his ears plugged, muffling the sounds of their departure. They moved to the room next door through the room connecting door. Their naked bodies still glistening with sweat, and settled onto the bed. From there, they watched Jason through a hidden camera Brad had installed, its feed displayed on the hotel room television. The two exchanged thick cloud after thick cloud, the heavy scent of meth smoke mingling with the lingering scent of sex, their silent observation a final, perverse act of control. Jason was disoriented, his breath catching in shallow gasps as he anticipated the next move in their twisted game. The door creaked open, followed by footsteps—someone new entered. A novel, pleasant scent filled the air, stirring a response in him. The first man, a young businessman radiating confidence, approached. The bed dipped under his weight as he settled beside Jason. Clothes rustled, and then a prick brushed against Jason's cheek. There was no mistaking it. A hand guided his neck, urging his face toward the anonymous erection. He opened his mouth, tasting the latex and sweat from his blindfold, mingled with the faint flavor of the stranger's precum. Hesitantly, he took the head in; his tongue explored the unfamiliar shape. Behind him, heavier steps indicated the presence of another man—a bodybuilder. Jason did not turn but registered his approach. The room seemed to shrink. Jason’s heart pounded. He braced himself. The mattress shifted again as another body pressed against his back. He felt the man’s breath on his neck, the air thick with sweat, sex, and raw desire. The businessman’s grip on Jason’s neck tightened, commanding, "Take more. Please me. Show me what you're worth." Simultaneously, the bodybuilder's hand found Jason’s ass, squeezing and kneading the soft flesh. His thumb teased the opening, already yielding from Brad’s earlier ministrations. The bodybuilder’s hot, massive cock pressed against Jason, its head nudging his ass. The initial push was gentle, a silent promise. Jason's eyes widened behind the blindfold, his mouth full of the first stranger's cock as he moaned around it, the sound muffled by the new intrusion. The businessman understood. His grip grew rougher, thrusting into Jason's face with a force that brought tears to Jason's eyes and a gag to his throat. Yet, a wild, hot surge propelled him forward, urging him to continue, to satisfy both men. Both men groaned, a guttural sound, and released their cum deep into Jason's mouth and ass. Though he could not see them, the two men shared a kiss afterward. They quickly withdrew, dressed, and departed. As they exited, a tall Black man entered, acknowledging them with a nod. Jason remained facedown on the bed, ass up, trying to comprehend the recent events. Then, strong hands gripped his legs, pulling him back for a wet, aggressive rim job. The man’s tongue worked intensely, then plunged into Jason’s cum-filled opening as if it were a feast. Jason felt so completely filled that he genuinely believed the man had inserted his entire tongue. This frenzied tongue assault seemed to last an eternity. Jason's mouth hung open, simply absorbing the sensation, barely making a sound because it felt so incredibly good. Finally, the man pressed his lips flat against Jason's hole and sucked out the cum, then spat it onto his own dick to lubricate it. Without hesitation, he rammed his 10-inch erection into Jason’s slick hole. With little resistance, he buried it. Just as Jason whimpered, the man growled, "Chill. Don't push me out or it'll go in harder. I ain't moving. My cock's stuck in you now. Breathe. Get used to it. I ain't moving till you say you're good, but it ain't coming out. Just relax." He knew Jason was about to beg him to withdraw, but he had preempted that request. So Jason quickly regained control of his breathing, taking long, deep breaths in and out, repeatedly. With each exhale, he felt the cock sink deeper. Eventually, he was certain the man’s balls were knocking against his own sack. Somehow, having that monstrous dick inside him also gave him a raging erection, but the top paid no mind to Jason’s boner. His entire focus was on Jason’s hole. He relished watching it grip and suck against his dick’s thrusts. He slammed Jason down hard onto the bed and lifted his hips, pounding every inch of his dick into Jason with powerful, brutal thrusts. He ensured Jason understood he was merely a hole to drain his hard pipe. At one point, he repeatedly hit Jason’s prostate, causing Jason’s legs to spasm involuntarily, but the top used his knees to hold Jason’s legs open and continued to drill the tip of his dick against Jason’s prostate, making Jason scream louder than he usually did. When the top climaxed, it felt like a dam bursting within Jason’s hole. A torrent of warm cum shot into Jason, reaching as deep as possible. Then, as swiftly as that dick had claimed his hole, the top pulled out, wiped his dick clean, and left. Jason, still blindfolded, rolled onto his back to retain that warm load inside him for as long as he could. The thought that permeated his mind was "used." He felt as though that top had utterly violated his hole, and he was even a little proud that his ass could satisfy that man. He had never imagined getting pounded could feel that good. After the tall black man left, satisfied. Shortly after, two of Jason's teammates, Dylan and Travis, entered the room, having seen an anonymous message about a "cum dump" in a bathroom stall. Though they did not know who they would find, they immediately recognized Jason, a sophomore who had quickly secured a starter spot on the team. Dylan, 5'9" with a slender, athletic build and pale skin, had long, dirty blonde hair and script tattoos on his chest, a full back, and a color-tattooed right arm. He was the shortest on the team but confident and well-respected, known for his defensive speed. Despite having many female fans, he was secretly gay and enjoyed dominating taller, more muscular men. His 9.5-inch penis was noticeably large even when soft. Travis, about Jason's height with a darker copper skin tone, had well-defined arms and chest, and short dark hair with a nice fade. He was 6'3" and muscular with an 8.5-inch thick penis, a high sex drive, and an online profile name of "holeopener." He enjoyed the sensation of pulling his penis out and re-inserting it. Travis and Dylan, now roommates, had arrived at the hotel together, suggesting a sexual relationship or some sort. Upon recognizing Jason, tied up and blindfolded, Dylan and Travis giggled and whispered before stripping naked and approaching him. They had expected to see someone from another sport, not their teammate. Travis reached for Jason's hard, precum-dripping penis and began stroking it, mouthing to Dylan, "Dude... he precums so damn much." They had always found Jason attractive but avoided pursuing teammates to prevent awkwardness. Finding him blindfolded presented a perfect opportunity. Dylan found lube, along with a tray of new and used syringes. He locked the door and brought the tray to Travis, who was lightly rubbing Jason's glans, causing him to moan. Travis, surprised by the tray, asked, "Where did that come from?" Dylan nodded to a dark corner of the room, confirming Travis's unspoken question about Jason's state. Dylan prepared two points of crystal with water. They clearly had done this before at some point. They debated what to do with Jason, but Dylan decided against further manipulation due to Jason's incoherence. To appease Travis, they opted for a booty bump for Jason. Travis filled a needless syringe with crystal and water. They both injected themselves, finishing around the same time. After the rush settled, Travis signaled Jason to lie on his back, pulled him to the edge of the bed, and aggressively face-fucked Jason's throat, bringing Jason's legs up to expose his used anus. "Shit... it's filled with cum. Do you think he can still fill the booty bump?" Travis whispered to Dylan. Dylan silently examined Jason's anus. Travis then pressed his mouth around Jason's anus, sucking out and swallowing as much cum as he could and swallowed them like they were the most delicious thing he had ever tasted while continuing to penetrate Jason's throat. After a minute, Travis, cum dripping from his face, said, "I think he's ready." Dylan handed Travis the needless syringe and readied his phone camera. The lube-soaked cum made it easy for Travis to push the booty bump halfway into Jason's ass, then all the way. He aimed Jason's ass at Dylan's dick. Dylan held his phone in one hand, jerking his hard, wet cock with the other. Dylan's dick wasn't huge at the tip, but it got thick towards the base, making the last third a real motherfucker to take. Jason felt the booty bump as Dylan slid in. The last three guys and that reinforced bump had left Jason's ass wet and loose. Dylan slid in two-thirds of the way, no problem, but Jason screamed when Dylan slowly pushed in his thick cock. Travis quickly jammed his dick into Jason's open mouth, turning the screams into whimpers. Dylan kept stretching Jason's ass until his cock was buried deep. Feeling Jason's ass clench, Dylan whispered, "Relax. Breathe deep through your nose." Jason did, taking a few deep breaths. On the third one, Travis held poppers under his nose, making him take two more hits. Seconds later, Dylan felt Jason's ass muscles loosen, though it was still tight, fighting Dylan's pull. Dylan moved his dick in and out, slow, short strokes. Travis, though, was rougher with Jason's mouth, squeezing his cheeks and holding his head back to keep it open. Dylan leaned in, whispering to Jason, "Deep breath, then give up. Open your hole and your throat." He then stroked and pinched Jason's nipples, whispering again, "Another deep breath, then relax and let go." Between the drugs and the poppers, Dylan's voice was like a spell. Jason's mind went blank, just focusing on the words. At the same time, Travis and Dylan broke through Jason's last fight, burying themselves in him from both ends. Both let out a satisfied "ahhhhh..." Dylan then told Jason, "You know you love it. Come on... show me you want it." Lost in the crazy rush, Jason hung on Dylan's every word. Dylan's familiar voice was a faint whisper in the haze of being so turned on. His world shrunk; every feeling pulled him into the desperate act of breathing. Each breath was a ragged gasp, each exhale a shaky release. Time stopped; minutes felt like forever. Even though it hurt, a strange giving-up bloomed inside him, a willing surrender to the sweet pain. His racing thoughts locked on the huge, unmoving pressure of Dylan's thick cock, a feeling that changed what penetration meant. It felt like being ripped open, stretched beyond anything he'd known, and the quick emptiness when Dylan moved even a little brought a new kind of ache. Suddenly, Dylan's hands grabbed Jason's neck, pulling his head forward. With a hard thrust, Dylan drove deeper, his cock punching into Jason's very core, his meat tunnel giving way to the deep invasion. Jason's head arched back, a silent scream caught in his open mouth, his eyes squeezed shut against the blinding intensity. Above them, Travis, who had been quiet, got onto the bed, still thrusting hard into Jason's throat. Though his own eyes were shut, a primal sound ripped from Dylan's lips, a deep command that shook the air. "Push out now. Come on. Let me in even more." Jason felt like he was at his limit, couldn't imagine taking more. Yet, as he strained, pushing out his colon as hard as he could, Dylan proved him wrong, a quiet, clear show of his unstoppable power. Dylan push his dick forward even further. Dylan's throbbing cock hit a spot that hadn't been touched, pulling a high-pitched moan from Jason that he didn't recognize as his own. His hard, desperate cock bounced wildly with each powerful hit against his used hole. Just as Jason finally pulled away from Travis’s cock, sucked in a shallow breath, a sudden, warm gush filled his throat. Travis, with a surprising surge, blew thick loads of cum, a shockingly big but sweet flood on his tongue. He swallowed it all in a desperate, almost frantic gulp, but even then, his focus stayed on the steady, constant rub of Dylan's cock head, deep in his ass. Every thrust forward was a confusing sensation causing Jason’s eyes to rolled back. Then came the final dump. A wave of warm cum shot inside him, a raw, uncontrolled gush from Dylan. At the same time, Jason’s legs buckled, a sudden, uncontrollable shake leaving him weak and trembling, like he'd just run a marathon. Jason thought he blew the biggest loads but was confused when he felt no cum in front of him. Slowly, carefully, Dylan pulled out, letting Jason collapse, spent and totally fucked, onto his stomach on the bed. The finally, a big, wet puddle formed under Jason, the sticky warmth a mix of piss and cum, and he just didn't care. Travis and Dylan chuckled softly as they got up, their low voices filling the quiet room. They dressed with little talk, then, relaxed, helped themselves to the big spread of drugs, trying a bit of everything before they left. For Jason, the exhaustion was a deep, heavy blanket, pulling him onto the bed. He spent several minutes to recover. He didn’t even know he was just fucked and seeded by his teammates. He never knew getting fucked could feel like this. He could feel the wet cum instead of him and his tender hole puckering trying to keep the cum from oozing out.

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.

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

Chapter 6: Secrets That Endanger Us Helixion Genetics, East Hallway, Building 3, Ground Floor Lobby. REDACTED LOCATION. 21:52 MST. 30-OCT-20XX “Maybe we should divide and conquer in teams,” Elias suggested. “The sooner we’re out of here, the better. Something about this whole thing is just giving me a bad feeling.” “It would be a good idea to find security, see if we can locate Sticks through the cameras,” Tex suggested. “And we might avoid a trap if weren't running around in the dark here.” “Agreed. Pixel… Patch… you both go with Zero upstairs and retrieve whatever data you can. Knowing Krell, this is some nasty stuff we’re working with. Tex, you and Stag stay here on the main level, see if you can find a security office and get in there. I know Krell wants eyes on the operation, but we need them more than he does. Reaper, you and Lockjaw are with me on the lower levels.” The men all nodded save for Stag, who had a bitter expression on his face. Quickly, the teams broke apart, and split up. Gravestone continued to issue his orders. “Lockjaw, you’re on point. Reaper and I need to discuss some operational stuff. We’ll be right behind you. Just take it slow, understood soldier?” Lockjaw let out a nervous nod, quickly moving ahead of them and exploring the first floor of the basement. “Think that’s really a wise idea letting him go off alone?” Elais asked, nodding his head at Lockjaw who had already sped ahead of them and entered the room glancing around. “He needs to burn off the anxiety,” Gravestone signed, checking his weapon nonchalantly. “He seems to be taking Barlow's disappearance pretty hard.” “Yeah, I don’t think Stag being his normal asshole self helped it,” Elias sighed, his voice soft in the quiet and dim hallway. “I tried to talk the Major down, but I’m not sure how much it helped.” “Anything I need to know about?” Gravestone said, stopping outside the door and watching Lockjaw almost feverishly look under every table. “Not really my place to tell you, sir,” Elias said, his shoulders slumping in anticipation of having to break the delicate trust he had just built with Lockjaw. “I told him I wouldn’t say anything until he was ready.” “Let me guess, the two have been a lot more than just fuck buddies,” Gravestone groaned, pinching the bridge of his nose. “Damn it. Knew I should have addressed it back when I found out.” Elais stopped walking and stared at Gravestone in shock. “Jesus… You knew?!” Elais whispered harshly, making sure to only say it loud enough for only Gravestone to hear. “For being an elite squad dealing with covert operations, you boys really don’t know how to hide shit from a commanding officer,” Gravestone said quietly and smiling, letting out a slight laugh as he looked over at Elias. “I found out about that months ago. Almost as long as your little elopement with that husband of yours.” “It was that obvious?” Elias asked, feeling stupid for how easily Gravestone was seeing through everyone’s lies. “Eh, granted, I’ve been in the game for a long time and know the signs,” Gravestone said, shrugging as they moved forward, Lockjaw oblivious to their discussion with his sole attention on finding Sticks. “But you all really have to do better on covering your tracks. Especially those two.” “Do I even want to know?” Elias asked, wondering if it was anything like what he’d walked into in the hotel the night before. “Well, I know they both like it rough. Sticks is a moaner, and apparently Lockjaw is hung like a horse,” Gravestone said, counting off each fact on his fingers. “And they love hooking up in the bathrooms at HQ. Makes for an interesting experience when you’re trying to use the head.” “Please don’t tell him, sir… he’s kind of on a wire trigger right now,” Elias said, watching as Lockjaw quickly exited one room and moved on to the next with renewed haste. “Seriously don’t know why you all seem intent on hiding it from me,” Gravestone said, shaking his head. “Do I really give off the vibe of being a homophobe or something? Even my own kid tried to hide it from me, only to accidentally walk in on one of his sleepovers with a friend of his. I guess his boyfriend now…” “Um… well.. No… I don’t think it’s that, sir,” Elias said, somewhat shocked at the abnormally relaxed demeanor from his commanding officer. He struggled for a second to explain. “It’s more of not wanting to disappoint you, I think,” Elias explained. “You’re kind of like the dad a lot of people wanted growing up. Strict, but fair. Not wanting to see failure and demanding better, but within reason. I know I’ve only been on the team for a short while, but they really seem to respect you and look up to you.” “Well, I guess that’s nice to hear,” Gravestone said, watching as Lockjaw picked the pace up even faster, muttering under his breath as he went. “Denise said the same thing about Mason, you know? He begged her not to tell me.” The conversation was cut short as they turned the corner, seeing Lockjaw frozen in place, staring at the ground. ----------- Helixion Genetics, East Hallway, Building 3, 2nd Floor Chemicals Lab. REDACTED LOCATION. 21:58 MST. 30-OCT-20XX PIxel, Patch and Zero quickly explored the two floors, peeking into the rooms as they walked. “Do you think Sticks is okay?” Patch asked, checking the large, mostly empty lab as they slowly made their way back up the stairs to Pixel’s field computer. “I mean, kinda freaky that he went radio silent.” “Well, it is a bit odd for him,” Pixel replied. “Could be he just broke his radio, maybe?” “And what was with Lockjaw flipping out like that,” Patch continued, walking out of the room with Pixel as they walked, the almost ghostly presence of Zero lost on the two as they walked. “Seriously, have no idea on that?” Pixel laughed, looking at him skeptically as they walked. “I thought my people were repressed when it came to this.” “What do you mean, repressed?” Patch said, stopping for a second and staring at Pixel. “Haven’t you noticed how close Lockjaw and Sticks are?” Pixel said, looking over at Patch incredulously. “It’s kind of obvious.” “Well, I mean that makes sense. They’re really good friends,” Patch replied, confused. “I mean, Sticks is like everyone’s little brother.” “Meongcheonghan baeg-innom…” Pixel groaned, rolling his eyes at Pixel. “You are seriously that clueless, man? Anyone with eyes can see it.” “Stupid white guy indeed,” Zero said, causing the two to jump, having forgotten momentarily about him as they entered the stairwell. “I’m not stupid!” Patch exclaimed, looking back at the two as they climbed the stairs. “What is it that I’m missing that you two geniuses can see?” “I can not even with you…” Pixel sighed, gripping the hand rail as they climbed. “Zero, care to fill in our resident idiot?” Wordlessly, Zero closed one fist and extended his index finger, before shoving it into the hole of his fist repeatedly in pistoning motion. “Aw man… you’re both a couple of [banned word],” Patch groaned, rolling his eyes before climbing the stairs again. “Nunchiga eopda,” Zero said, looking at Pixel before shaking his head. “Come on guys, you know I don’t know that much Korean yet,” Patch moaned. “What the hell are you saying?” “Should have done the Duolingo like I told you,” Pixel laughed, opening the door and holding it for the two other men. “He’s calling you clueless. Which you are.” “What’s that supposed to mean?” Patch said, bending over slightly catching his breath looking up and down the hall. “This is the floor, right? Getting tired of climbing those stairs.” “You know Sticks and I are best friends, right?” Pixel sighed, walking calmly down the hall. “So usually we bunk together. Most of the time, they think they’re being clever, but I’ve definitely caught him and Lockjaw hooking up when they thought I was asleep.” “Same,” Zero said, staring at Patch with a blank expression. “Oh ha.. ha…” Patch said, looking at the two before briskly walking down the hall. “What’s the next thing you’re going to say? Tex and Reaper are close, too. Does that make them a couple?” “Well, they are always hanging out together, so you never know…” Pixel teased. Suddenly, Pixel stopped short, pointing at the door to the lab where his equipment was. Zero suddenly stood at alert several yards behind them, looking around and holding his weapon at the ready. “Woah… What in the actual fuck?” Patch said softly, looking at the now-destroyed remains of the doorway, looking as though the door itself had been ripped from the frame and tossed aside. The window of the door had shattered and showered the entire hall with broken glass. Pixel silently pushed Patch to the side against the wall before holding his finger up to silence him. The sound of something large clattering around in the lab broke the sudden silence as Patch cautiously took a peek into the room. Ragged breathing and a deep growl echoed out of the room, much like a hungry dog eating food. A large, dark figure was in the room, its face buried in Pixel’s discarded bag, left there in a hurry as they tried to chase after Sticks earlier in the night. The creature’s nearly pitch black skin glistened in the dim light of the lab, the glow of the computer casting harsh shadows on the walls and giving its skin a sickly sheen. A trail of clear slime was puddled around it as its chest heaved quickly. Two large horn-like growths came out of its head. Pulling its head out of the now emptied bag, it looked blankly up at the ceiling and around the room, its face pulled back in an almost evil grimace, rows of needle sharp teeth, saliva drooling out at a startling pace. The creature gave a massive huffing sniff of the air as Patch quickly pulled his head back and clamped his mouth closed. “What is it?” Pixel mouthed, causing Patch to vigorously shake his head no. Slowly, Pixel then looked around the doorframe, before quickly hugging his body back against the wall as well, taking in the same sight as Patch. Zero slowly started to walk forward when both men motioned at him to stop. Gently, the two began to extract themselves from the wall when suddenly a large piece of glass snapped under Pixel’s foot, the sound permeating the silence. Suddenly, the monster let out a bloodcurdling scream growl before crashing through the destroyed door frame as the three men suddenly took off running down the hallway. —------ Helixion Genetics, East Hallway, Building 3, Ground Floor Lobby. REDACTED LOCATION. 21:58 MST. 30-OCT-20XX “I thought you were supposed to be kind of a genius when it came to locks,” Tex said, watching as Stag continued to struggle to unlock the door to the security room. “Bunch of fucking incompetent fags…” Stag muttered, still angry at being called out by the men earlier. “Come on, you fucking piece of shit, open up already…” “Wow, kiss your mother with that mouth?” Tex said, annoyed at the sheer level of homophobia he’d had to endure so far tonight. “Here, move. Let me give it a try.” “No, but I’m sure you kiss your boyfriend’s cock with yours,” Stag said, tossing the tools away in frustration. He stood up and made space for Tex to try his luck at the stubborn lock. “Wow… great comeback there, Champ,” Tex said, sighing as he bent over to pick the tools up before crouching in front of the door. “Well, if you could tell your fucking prissy-assed boyfriend to lay off my ass, I’d appreciate it,” Stag said, reaching into his pocket and pulling out a pack of cigarettes, quickly lighting one. “Wow, real professional there,” Tex said, looking over briefly at Stag before turning his attention back to the lock. “Gravestone is going to rip you a new asshole if he sees you doing that.” “Awww… you gonna go crying to your boyfriend and daddy? Like I care.” Stag said mockingly, blowing the smoke towards Tex. Waving the smoke away from his face, Tex rolled his eyes and went back to work. “Your funeral, I guess,” Tex muttered, turning his attention fully to the lock and smiling as he felt a few of the pins click into place. “What, you don’t like that? I figured a prissy-ass like you would love it,” Stag sneered, annoyed at the lack of rise out of Tex. “Oh yeah man, you know it. Almost got the…” Tex said lamely, grinning as the last pins fell into place and the door unlocked. “Got it.” Standing up, he opened the door and gestured for Stag to enter. “After you, Prince Charming.” Taking one last drag, Stag dropped the smoldering cigarette to the floor and ground it out with his boot. “Fucking showoff…” Stag muttered as he entered, intentionally slamming his shoulder into Tex as he walked through. Tex simply shook his head in resignation as he followed Stag to the large bay of monitors, showing various cameras. The two men stood in front of the wide row of over 40 camera feeds, slowly taking note of each area. “Heads up, Commander, we got access to the security room,” Tex said, scanning the screens as he tried to find the detached members of the team. “Copy. Stand by, we found something,” Reaper’s voice said on the radio. Looking at the various labels, Tex noticed a sudden flurry of activity on one of the screens. He watched as three men went running down a hall, something large and black chasing after them in hot pursuit. “Oh shit… what is that thing?!” Tex exclaimed, pointing at the screen as the immense figure exited the frame. “That’s a tv screen, dumbass,” Stag said, annoyed as he looked where Tex was pointing. “No, just… god damn it… keep watching, something’s chasing Patch, Pixel and Zero,” Tex insisted. The two men stood and watched the screens for a few moments before they saw their men enter a lab, two of them quickly locking the door and staring at the door in disbelief. “Oh shit… what the fuck is that?” Stag said, watching the next screen as a massive black creature began to slam against the door. “What in the fuck were they creating here?!” Tex said, unable to look away. —--------- “Shit shit shit shit…” Patch breathed out, doubled over from the escape the three had made, his heart pounding as he stared in abject horror at the creature through the safety glass of the door. “What in the actual fuck is that?” Pixel yelled, aiming his tranquilizer gun at the door in the dimly lit room. “That was NOT on the mission brief!” “Door isn’t going to hold forever,” Zero said, interrupting the two men’s disbelief as he climbed on to the cabinets in the corner, pushing up on one of the large ceiling tiles before shining a flashlight up into the space surrounding it. “We need higher ground.” Slowly, he climbed in, before holding a hand out to the other two, beckoning towards them to follow suit. “We are so fucked,” Patch said, looking over at the door, still holding strong at the slams from the monster, thankful to have some sort of layer between them and the creature. “Please tell me one of you packed something stronger than tranqs? Like some actual bullets.” “Come up, guys!” “Mission called for just some lab people in here, not…. THAT…” Pixel said, shaking his head in response. “What in the fuck were they working on here?” Suddenly, the room was cast into darkness, lit only by a single red exit sign. The sound of a lock releasing on the door echoed in the sudden silence, causing all three to turn their attention to the door. Patch and Pixel quickly ran to the door in an effort to hold the door close when it suddenly slammed open, sending both men back. Zero watched in horror as Patch’s head hit the nearby counter with a sickening thwack, and Pixel was sent spinning, his shoulder having been clipped as the door impacted it. Both men hit the ground hard, with Pixel immediately screaming out in pain as his now dislocated shoulder hit the ground, and Patch letting out a pained groan. Suddenly, three large inky black creatures entered the room, two of them pinning Pixel and Patch down as the third took in the surroundings in the lab, sniffing the air in anticipation. As silently as he could, Zero slowly lifted himself the rest of the way into the rafters, gently replacing the ceiling tile behind him. He quickly climbed across the dark space, his flashlight shaking as crouched in fear as he carefully measured each step, fearing at any moment the delicate suspension system would fail and send him crashing down into the room below. Pixel screamed as Zero imagined the monster was roughly moving him, his cries cut short as a wet sounding splat hit something. A second wet sound echoed with a muffled sound as he made his way across the space, finally stopping at where he guessed the two men were. Zero’s heartbeat pounded in his ears as he slowly lifted one of the tiles, looking down at the scene below him. His imagination only offered the worst, expecting to see two large puddles of blood spreading from the men, their throats slit much like the mission he’d been on years ago, the monsters ripping his two teammates to shreds as the life leaked out of their mortal wounds. Instead, what he was met with defied logic and sent a cold shiver down his spine. He watched in abject horror as each man was straddled by a large creature, their faces covered in saliva from the creature above them, coating their faces as they weakly tried to fight off their attackers. The two creatures let out happy growls, looking at each other briefly before turning their attention back to their prey. The third creature let out an angered screaming growl as it searched the room, presumably at Zero’s sudden disappearance. Closing his eyes for a moment, Zero took several deep breaths, willing himself to calm down from the sudden surge of adrenaline, preparing himself for another fight, feeling as his hands continued to shake in fear. Looking back down again, he watched as each of the creatures slowly stripped the clothing from his comrades, slicing away with almost surgical precision any offending piece of clothing they couldn't easily remove. Pixel let out a pained moan, his face in a grimace, as the creature on top of him moved his arm, the limb now sitting at an unnatural position, likely broken or at the minimum dislocated out of its socket. The creature quickly sent another volley of thick saliva into his face, silencing him as he laid back, a glazed blank expression now on his face. Zero covered his mouth, fighting back a gasp as he watched the two men’s pants being pulled down and off, in one shared swift motion as each creature began sniffing and rubbing their faces in each men’s crotch. One of them arched its head back, letting out a happy growl before starting to lick and suck on Pixel’s now hard cock, causing Pixel to suddenly smile, his eyes rolling back in his head. Zero looked over at Patch, who was now flipped over, letting out a happy moan as the creature began to take long leisurely licks on the man’s hole, its bifurcated tongue lazily lapping around the puckered flesh. Patch let out a surprised gasp as the tongue began to breach his hole, saliva dripping obscenely in a puddle underneath him. Apparently satisfied at his preparation, the human-shaped creature began to crawl up his body, before quickly plunging his long inky black penis deep into Patch’s ass in one quick jab. Zero forced himself to try and look away at the sudden invasion, instead watching as Pixel’s legs were pushed over his head, the creature on top of him now doing the same, preparing him for entry as well. For a brief moment, Pixel and Zero locked eyes, the Asian man’s face relaxed in a happy drugged-out smile, his pupils black pools as whatever substance was in the saliva caused them to relax. He let out a pained gasp as the creature above him quickly breached his ass as well. Zero found himself unable to look away, much like a person who is unable to watch as a car accident occurred in front of them. Suddenly, both creatures began to speak, the deep growling voices causing the hair on the back of his neck to raise. “Good…. So tight and warm,” the creature on top of Pixel said, quickly beginning to fuck the man in hard fast jabs, the smell of the saliva now reaching the rafters as Zero forced his hand over his nose at the offending scent. “Must… infect…” the creature inside of Patch growled, saliva drooling down its face as it, too, began to fuck its prey. Patch’s virgin hole resisted the intrusion, but the saliva performed its magic, and within seconds, Patch’s anus gave up the fight and relaxed completely. Slowly, the third creature began to edge in on the other two, eliciting a scream growl from the other two. “Mine!” the first creature said, swiping the air near the third creature. “No! Get your own. Must be nearby…” the second creature said while protectively cradling Pixel in its arms. Frustrated, the third creature backed away and began sniffing the room before giving up and lumbering back out the ruined lab door. The two creatures momentarily watched as their fellow creature left before going back to their previous machinations, fucking each of their prey hard and fast, eliciting happy moans from each of the men. Brackish liquid began to puddle under each of the men. Slowly, Zero grabbed his previously forgotten sidearm and carefully took aim at one of the creatures, forcing his arm to steady as he took aim. Doing the mental math, he kept coming up unsure if he would be able to take both of the creatures out before the third returned to investigate, or if the tranquilizer darts would even be effective against them. Deciding not to risk it and his hiding position, he decided to hold off, only being willing to change his mind if one of the creatures tried to kill one of his teammates. I can’t save them right now… Zero thought to himself, feeling tears stream down his cheeks, thinking back to that same helpless feeling he had years ago when he’d been cornered behind enemy lines. I can’t risk exposing myself and being in the same position they are. I can’t. Not again. He lowered his sidearm, and replaced it in the holster. Suddenly, one of the creatures began to spasm, likely coming to completion as it let out a roar. Black liquid seeped out of Pixel’s ass, likely overflowing with the fluid. Almost as if egged on by the sounds of its companion, the other creature also began to spasm and jerk, almost tenderly gripping Patch’s relaxed form against it. Slowly, the smiler pulled out of Pixel’s now sleeping form as it began to lick around his groin, cleaning the remains of Pixel’s load, shot during the ordeal. The creature almost seemed to be relishing the taste as it did so, much to Zero’s ever-increasing horror. The other creature slowly withdrew from Patch, doing the same to the puddle of cum underneath, gently rubbing along Patch’s naked body as it did so. After a short while, both creatures gently gathered each man up, grabbing their clothing in the process before carrying them out of the room, leaving a shell-shocked Zero to grapple with what he had just seen. The only remains of what had occurred were two thick black puddles on the ground and a destroyed door off to the side.

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Chapter 4 - A Sticky Situation Helixion Genetics- East Hallway, Building 3, Floor 1; REDACTED LOCATION. 21:15 MST 30-Oct-20XX The creature stood calmly as it watched the short green-haired man furiously scrape at his face, trying to wipe away the slimy spit it had just flung effortlessly at his face. A feeling of satisfaction flooded its mind, as the memory of being in a similar position not all that long ago echoed at the back of its mind. It knew that the chemical and hormone-laced fluid would make quick work of incapacitating its prey, as shock flooded his body, forcing a flood of adrenaline to flow through his veins, causing an inescapable increase in his heart rate, further speeding along the new chemicals in the process. A wicked smile spread across the monster’s face as it watched the smaller man ripping away his mask in a vain effort to free his face and further allow for him to wipe the foul saliva away. He watched as the green-haired man let out a few coughs, wiping hard at his eyes, not realizing the act was actually rubbing the chemicals further into his eyes, further allowing a quick route to the blood. Its former knowledge as a scientist told him that the various near-microscopic veins of the sclera would allow for an easy path to the brain. “Sticks… Seriously, man, you need to answer right now!” the frantic voice called out, normally barely audible to the average human, but somehow loud and clear with the creature’s near superhuman hearing. “What’s your 20?” A small, nearly insignificant part of the creature felt abject horror and sadness as he watched Sticks fight against the feelings while the saliva took hold. In its former life, it would have rushed the man to the nearest eye wash station, trying to clear out the concoction before it was too late, knowing that there was one just a short run away from here. However, this voice was snuffed out as he felt the presence now in control felt smug satisfaction. Finally clearing out his eyes, Sticks spit out the remaining saliva from his mouth as he looked up at the source, his eyes growing wide as he saw the source. “Oh fuck,” he said, his voice slow and thick, more likely to himself than to the creature, slowly backing away and hitting his back on the nearest wall. He let out a slight jump, the confused shock at hitting the wall distracting him slightly. The creature let out a large smile, feeling a sense of pleasure as he watched the man slowly look around, swaying almost drunkenly. It won’t be much longer now, it thought to itself, replaying the scene of its own infection, remembering the overwhelming feelings of euphoria and the massive head rush, the world taking on an almost ethereal soft glow. Colors were likely becoming more and more vibrant, taking on an almost cartoonish quality. The memory felt like it was from years ago to the creature as its mind drifted back to its own infection. He just barely remembered he had been a scientist on the third floor. A geneticist as it were. He’d only come in that day because their boss had demanded it, cutting his hard earned vacation short, and was annoyed at another one of the scientists calling in. “Stop thinking about pointless things and focus on your prey,” the entity in his brain demanded, its power sending a shudder through the creature’s body and the memory faded away. The voice was still echoing in its head, causing it to briefly clutch its head before shaking it off. Sticks crumpled to the floor, landing in a most undignified position with a soft thump. The abomination that just subdued him grinned menacingly, proud of itself for having caught some fresh meat. The creature in the lab coat on the opposite side of the now-bolted door continued to pound furiously on the glass, producing only dull thuds, enraged that someone else got what it felt rightfully belonged to him, but was powerless to do much about it now. The umbrella wedged between the wall and the door jamb held surprisingly well, and would not budge. The creature knew that the Alpha, as the entity demanded it be called, would be disappointed at the other one now stuck behind the door, but now that the prey was fully incapacitated, the creature found it didn’t care. Its guess was quickly confirmed as it watched its labcoat-clad brethren slump to the ground, clutching its head and squirming around, whimpering and choking on its cries. Sensing that Sticks was not alone in the building, the creature stood over him and opted to get his victim moved. It looked around for a solution, scanning its memory as he thought of a suitable place to go. Finally, it decided on a janitor closet to its right. Seizing Sticks in two mighty hands, it picked him up as if he were a delicate flower, and carried him into the closet. The young private was carefully dropped back to the floor of the closet, and the creature shut the door behind them. A small sliver of light beneath the door provided the only illumination. The closet smelled of acidic cleaning chemicals and a mildewing mop that sorely needed replacing. The creature began to undress Sticks roughly. It yanked his boots off and discarded them, leaving a pair of black socks on his feet which read “Fuck my socks off” around the top. With a harsh smile, the irony was not lost on the creature. It decided to leave them on for now, opting instead to continue with other more important areas. With a hard, frustrated yank around Sticks’s waist, the dark grey camo pants were removed in a flash. The sounds of a stray button to the pants popping off and hitting the ground echoed in the room. Its attention was briefly drawn to the button, catching the motion of it bouncing easily in the dark room. Then it got to work on the other clothing. The shirt proved trickier, and in the end, the thing drew his hand back. With a swift slice through the air, the shirt now bore the evidence of being slashed with a claw in a downward arc. Surprisingly, Sticks was physically undamaged by the shredding of his upper garments, the creature having an almost surgical precision with its claws. Sticks remained almost motionless on the hard stone floor, completely spaced out on the saliva cocktail that he was unable to remove before it seeped into his pores. All he could do was blink, the flood of neurochemicals effectively causing him to have a silent drug trip of sorts. With a sick curiosity, the creature wondered what the smaller man was feeling. Was he feeling the same abject horror the creature had during his own infection? Or had the chemicals already taken full control and given him that same warm feeling in his chest, causing that fear to drain away? Now that the toxic solution had begun to work its magic, Sticks felt like he was on a glorious acid trip. Having tried various illicit drugs as a teenage boy, common for growing up in the less reputable part of his hometown, he was fully aware what each drug felt like, and how each caused a different experience. But no matter what he experienced, he knew none of the hallucinations were real, and he knew he would be safe. This, however, was a wholly different experience. His mind felt like it had melted in his skull. With each heartbeat, he felt that warmth in his chest ebb outward, flowing into his limbs and leaving his head feeling like it was stuffed with cotton. His heartbeat thundered away in his ears, and he could feel his cheeks were flushed and hot. He knew he should be scared, that he should be fighting to get up, move, get away from the creature, but he found he not only couldn’t, but also that he was beginning to not care. His mind slowly took in the features of the massive creature above him. On first glance, one would think it was just a normal human man, its skin inky black with a slight shine even in the barely lit room. Bulging veins that throbbed with each slow heartbeat of the creature spread across its naked upper torso, spider webbing across almost like battle scars. The dim light of the room, mixed with the effects of the drug in his system, made every detail hard to distinguish. A smiler, Sticks thought. Now I get it. Instead of fear, he only felt curiosity, as the creature almost tenderly flipped him over, its forked tongue tasting the air much like the lizard his older brother had when they were kids. The cold hard floor felt soothing on his face, helping to drain away the heat as he felt the creature gently pull him into a position that he could only describe as vulgar. He wanted to laugh, knowing how erotic it must look, his tight round ass sticking up in the air, face and shoulders slumped on the ground. The cool air on his exposed hole felt nice. Shouldn’t I be worried in this position? Sticks thought to himself, feeling like he should be concerned but unable to bring himself fully to that. Suddenly, he felt the creature slowly run its hands along his pale skin, the sensation leaving ripples of pleasure as he felt the too-sharp claws lightly rake his skin, threatening to break the skin but not quite doing that. He let out a faint moan, loving how it felt, the cool skin of the creature contrasting the heat of his near feverish skin. He slowly began to focus on the sensation, letting his mind drift pleasantly. It barely registered in his mind when the massive creature looming over him began to drool on his exposed hole and that forked tongue began to breach him. Suddenly, an even stronger wave of euphoria flowed through him, causing him to let out a relaxed sigh. It was a truly blissful feeling, better than any poppers he had ever sniffed. A cleaner burn than smelling fresh paint, and a greater body high than any THC he ever ingested. His blurry eyes adjusted to the darkness, and Sticks looked back sluggishly. He could now make out dark soulless eyes, the claws that scratched his shirt, fangs revealed from the wicked-looking grin on its face, and what looked like small horns atop the forehead. Despite struggling to see more, in the near-darkness of the janitor closet there truly wasn’t much else to be seen. Sticks felt every muscle in his body relax, causing him to slump and the thing suddenly stopped moving. For a brief second, nothing was heard in the closet. Slowly, the creature let out a satisfied clicking growl, and pulled the strange tongue out of his ass. Sticks loud out a sad moan, missing the sensation and the continued waves of pleasure it brought. “Don’t ssssstoooop…. Pl…..pleeeease…. mmmmmooore…” Sticks whimpered, his mouth feeling cotton-filled, his tongue not wanting to move and feeling as though it was flopping around as he spoke. The feeling of the high started to slightly let up, allowing his muddled mind to attempt to form a few words. Then Sticks felt an incredible amount of pressure against his ass as the beast forced its engorged phallus inside him in one long solid push. It burned like a bad experience with spicy food, but quickly dissipated. Without any sort of wait, the creature began to vigorously fuck his ass, slamming deeply inside with each solid thrust. Sticks’s breath was short and gasping as he felt the pain of every single thrust. Damn, he thought. Even Lockjaw isn’t this hung or rough! The pain began to subside and shifted into pleasure as Sticks’s body adjusted to the size and rhythm of the unplanned activity. The creature fucked his new toy like he hadn’t been sexually active in years. Sticks found himself so relaxed, calm, and submissive. This was the best fuck of his life. As the copious amount of foul precum of the creature flooded his mind, he barely noticed as his thoughts took on an almost more sinister and cruel edge. I’ll have to tell Lockjaw it’s over between us, he thought, panting with his tongue flopping out of his mouth, as he compared the sheer unadulterated pleasure flooding his mind from this raw fucking to the amazing night before with the Major. He will never have the same skills as this fucker, Sticks admitted to himself. The creature’s animalistic abandon fed a primal urge growing in Sticks’s mind. He leaned further into the fucking, enjoying the pain and pleasure mixing in his brain, each thrust causing a new sensation. This is what breeding and destruction should feel like, his thought, relishing in the sheer depravity of the situation. While his mind wanted to egg the beast on and beg for its load, he didn’t have enough breath to get more than gasps and grunts out. Roughly, the monster flipped over Sticks while being deeply seated inside him, causing a new wave of pain and pleasure as he felt as if something tore inside him, his mind quickly masking what would feel like agony as something more blissful. The creature continued fucking the green-haired boy, quietly staring into his eyes the entire time. Sticks dared to look up at his rapist only once, and thought he could see his reflection in the beast’s blackened eyes. He barely recognized himself, and let his head drop back. The creature slowly began to run its too-long forked tongue along Sticks’ face, causing the smaller man to shudder in both fear and pleasure. They began to sweat together, and it formed a sticky puddle beneath them. But the beast didn’t last long in Sticks’s rectum, and then something new happened. Though neither one could see it happen, the creature’s girthy penis unsheathed tiny pinpricks from inside the foreskin. As the brutal thrusting continued, these little needles grazed and scratched the interior of Sticks’s hole, creating openings for the toxic brew that would be coming any second. Deep inside him, Sticks felt like something new was now stabbing him deep inside, easily puncturing the walls of his guts, causing his abdomen to feel like a fire was flooding him. Suddenly, the beast let out the same scream that Sticks heard earlier in the stairwell, and flooded his guts with a volley of infected spunk. Knowing he was good and fucked, in more ways than one, Sticks emptied his store of healthy cum from his balls, hands free. The suddenness of it caused him to thrash around in pain and pleasure. It was the most euphoric moment of his life: better than the childhood Christmas when he got a puppy. Better than graduating high school. Better than driving his jeep at top speed through the open country. Better than his acceptance into the military academy. No, this moment excelled all of them. Sticks began to hyperventilate from the overload of sensations, the dopamine hits, and the endorphins that were coursing through his veins. Then it felt like the end of a roller-coaster ride, and an immense wave of relief washed over him. The creature bent down and greedily slurped up the cum from his victim’s body, the forked appendage licking every surface where it landed. The creature slowly withdrew his penis, and let out a low, satisfied growl. “Mine now…” it said, satisfied, the voice almost shocking Sticks at the deep huskiness of it, almost making the air vibrate with how low it was. The smiler sat on the floor, panting, then stood to full height. Silently, it exited the room without any further words, leaving the door slightly ajar. A minute later, the door of the closet opened again, and Sticks saw that a new smiler had entered the room, and was slowly sniffing and licking the drying remains of his uncorrupted cum from his crumpled body. The first smiler had exited the closet, and went back to the glass double doors. It removed the bent umbrella from the door, and reopened the doors. The brother he stole Sticks from had apparently given up and left the scene. So it returned to the broom closet, and discovered one of its brethren had moved in on his prey. Annoyed, it pushed the other creature away, growling dangerously at the brother. He went to let out an angry warcry when he felt the sharp pain reverberate in his skull. “Share with your brother,” the Alpha’s voice echoed in his head, causing him to clutch his head in agony, feeling scared by its annoyed tone. “You’ll get plenty of time to enjoy him again in a bit.” Silently, it acquiesced, letting the brother pick up and carry the prey out of the small closet. The other retrieved the discarded clothing and boots, and held them like a prized trophy. Sticks felt himself floating up into the air as the corruption spread throughout his body. Closing his eyes, he fell back into a deep, blissful sleep. In reality, he was hoisted by the creature in two hands, and Sticks had simply passed out. It carried him out of the closet and into the hall, adeptly navigating toward the nest. The newly-infected brother needed time to complete his metamorphosis.

He didn’t poz me, he was just the first to expose me to the pleasure of poz/neg power dynamics… i love how he knew I would be powerless in his presence he was nude as I arrived showing all his assets then let the magazine tell the story as I was leaving I imagine now his pleasure in the shock on my face, and knowing I was mute and terrified as he kicked me out With a ”see you Saturday same time” you know I went back…

Was cruising PR to seewhat hot guys where online. I am not much of a dater, due to a lack of selfconfidence. You have guys out, there who think they are so beatifull and hot that they don't beat about the bush, and go straight for the kill. Well i am the most opposite guy, i never was a a guy who whould be cruising for other blokes, i could not sell myself. I was member at the site of some clubs list catering for the more kinky guys, like bare, uro, and chemssex. Not that i ever done any of it, they where my secret phantasies. Currently i am in the mid of my thirthies, not bad looking (according my female palls) about 5,11 high, moderate body, more working body then fitness body and have an above average dick. I was opening all the profiles that attracked me, but i did not have the guts to leave a message to the objects of my desires. I do not go for the twinks, i like my partners to be be the same age of me, or slightly older. While browsing the profiles, i suddenly received a message. Hey buddy what's up? did state the message. Hmmm i could already know what was going up in a minute just by receiving the message. I replied by just a simple "Hi Sir" not used by receiving any messages. Soon i did receive a new message from him, for a request to release my profile pictures. My pictures where nothing special just some holiday pictures, who shoved off my tanned features, and a boring nude one taken in the mirror of my dresser, and some dick pics. Soon i received a "hmmm hot". Wow this guy must be a troll when he like my pictures, because most guys do never react after receiving my pictures. Soon i had a new message from him with his pictures. He was surely not a troll, he was a nice slim guy with salt and pepper hair, a slim hairless body, and a some sweatpants with a nice bulge in it.The guy seemed a bit older then me, and he had some nice kinky features. "What is your name son" came the message, "i am Dirk". Hi Sir i am Mike i replied. "Nice to meet you Mike", came the answer. What are you into Mike, are you bottom/top, into chems, single or partenered, what are you into. I did response by telling him the truth, that i was single, not really a sceneguy, never done any chems and being a bottom. Wow where are you hiding, that you never done any of this baby? How should i explain to him that i did not feel confident to go out to bars, or clubs to cruise other guys. I tried to admit to him that i did not feel enough confidence to go out to bars, and that they where not really my scene. Immediatly his request was how i did get laid, where i did get my sexuall satisfaction from. I did send him a smiley, and a icon of a hand. His repsonse was imminent, what you just jack off? You never did have a proper fuck with a guy, or guys? Wow Mike, that is so fucked up, what is wrong with you. I guess nothing wrong with me, just have to meet the right guy i guess i explained to him. What is getting you off Mike, tell me, you can trust me, tell me what makes you come when you masturbate. Wow this guy is really growing on me, he seems genuine interested in me. I explained Dirk that i currently had discovered Pornhub, there where a lot hot scenes going-on that had me hard in a sec and in no time i was jacking-off and spraying my cum all over my chest and face. Have you ever been with a guy before Dirk asked me. I told him that i had been, but never did go further than sucking off guys, and swallowing their load. So and what are you waching at Pornhub, what gets you hard. I told him about a scene, where a guy was blindfolded, and he was fucked by several tops, till they all dropped a fat load in his ass and then made him clean off their dicks licking all the cum and assjuices. Wow yeah that is hot Dirk told me, did you ever see that for real? LOL no Dirk never witnessed any of it. Did you ever try chems??? he requested, nope never tried any, would not know what to take, or where to buy them, i do not know about chems. Ok baby have to go, are you online tonight, would love to talk to you some more??? came a message, their he goes again, he looses interest again because of my lack of experience i thought, the story of my life. When i did return from office, i did eat something had a shower, and was watching some tv, when there was a message on my ipad. Hey Mike Dirk here did you forget about me buddy???? I was genuine astonished that he did contact me again. Hey Dirk, nice to hear from you again Sir, i replied. whats up buddy, what are you doing. Nothing much just watching some television, and you? Well was wondering about you Mike, you made me hard this morning, you are such a cute guy.Hmmm even when he could not see it, he made me blush. Would you be interested to meet me for real Dirk asked me, would love to play with you, and teach you some hot things. I was taken a aback a bit, was this hot guy really asking to date me. I hope my answer was not too eager, but i really wanted to meet this guy, but what was not sure what i was in for. Hi Dirk, yeah would really love to meet you, i would be a pleasure, if you want we can have a drink together, so you can learn to know me. Hmmm would be nice buddy, but would rather invite you over to my place, and explore you a bit. We could get have a drink here, and get to know each other better. Wow he really was interested in me. Our chat did go on for a while, and soon we where making plans to meet each other, Dirk was a very persistent and persuasive guy. We agreed to meet each other the next weekend which was a long weekend with the national bank holiday on Monday. He said the longer we skip the meeting the lesser chance there is we would meet up, so it is better to take the bull by the horns. Soon it was Friday, and i was ready at home taking a shower and cleaning myself out with my new enema shower set i had bought that afternoon in the city. I did not want any surprises in case he was planning to fuck me on the first date. I hopped into my car and was on my way to meet Dirk, i had a strange feeling over me, it was like feeling butterflies in my tummy meeting up with my first date. My mind was making overtime with everything that might happen tonight/this weekend. Was not sure what i was in for, so it was difficult to imagine things. The closer i came to my destination, the more excited i was. When i arrived at his place i had a parking spot right before his house, i did send him a message that i had arrived and that i was at his door. I hopped out of the car and grabbed my rucksack from the back, i had taken some stuff from home like some clean underwear, jocks, condoms and some bottles of poppers i had bought in the store that afternoon. It did not take long before Dirk had buzzed open the front door, and he was standing in front of the main entrance of his place. Wow i did the way he looked, he looked a bit older then his pictures, but he was in full sweatpants, with a big bulge in it, and a black t-shirt which showed of his nice manly figure. He was already smiling when he saw me, so it did take a bit of me feeling nervous. He dragged me inside, and as soon as he closed the door he did take my rucksack and started to kiss me real deep. Wow he is some hot kisser, i really did love the way how he did brake the ice hihihi. Lets go in to the living room and get comfortable he said. His living room was a huge space with an open kitchen and a big glass wall where his bedroom was, everything was so modern and stylish. It did not take long or we were making out on his couch, he was really all over me, i was thinking to ask him if he would think i was OK for him, but the question seemed to be inappropriate. Soon he dragged my t-shirt over my head, and he was getting busy undoing the buttons of my jeans. This man did not beat around the bush, he was going for the kill. Soon i was sitting in my slip on his couch while he was struggling with my football socks. This man my be a bit older then me, but he knew how to touch my soft spots, and he was surely a charmer. We continued our heavy kissing, and soon his mouth did move to my nipples, in the mean time my hand did move from his breast, of his navel to the big bulge in his sweatpants. I was so curious to feel another mans dick. I knew from his pictures that he had a nice dick, but i wanted to feel it for myself. I was so astound to find a huge dick covered by the thick fabrick of his sweatpants, i even let out a little yelp when i found his fat dick, he was smiling to me and said, "can you handle it"? Wow i was not sure i was ready for a monster like that, my own dick is a good 18*5 cm but this must be a dick at least 4 cm bigger then mine, he was also very fat. Dirk did move upright, and was sitting opposite of me looking me straight in the eyes, and holding my face in place. What do you want Mike? How far do you want to go? I was a bit puzzled by his question, here i was sitting with this fit stud, with a big stiff dick in his sweat pants, and asking what i wanted, strange, this question did i not expect. I was afraid to say the wrong things, so i thought i when i tell him that i want to try everything with him, would this not sound slutty. I tried to think fast, and just blurted out, take me wherever you want to take me, you are the experienced guy here. Did you ever try chems he retorded, nope i do never done any, just some alcohol, that is the only drugs i have done. He was laughing at my remark, you are a greeny are you. Tell me how much have you fucked in the past? did you have a lover? Nope, been single since my girlfriend in high school, since then i never had a relation ship, and now i did never fucked her. He was in the meantime fidling with the underside of my balls through my slip, touching my asshole, so nobody did have a go at your hot hole here, he was looking with a devlish grin on his face in my eyes. Nope, sorry have never been fucked before, like i said i only have been jerking off to some hot porn, further then this my sex did not go. Don't feel sorry Mike, it is ok, it does not matter. Are you ready to plunge into the deep, and try some real man sex with me? Sure Dirk, that is what i am here for, just tell me when i am clumsy i am still learning can you teach me how to please a guy, how i can myself let go? Will be continued soon

Part 6 "Fuck!" Both of us said it at the same time. Mine was more a scream of pain. He warned me about the burning before he gave me that booty bump but this felt like a pain that started at my hole and then spread everywhere. I could feel my whole body buckle and if he hadn't grabbed my hips at the moment he popped inside me I don't know what would have happened. His "Fuck" sounded more like pleasure. More like "Fuuuuuuck". My eyes were closed tight as I tried to work through the pain. I thought about getting off him and stopping entirely. He read my mind. "You're good son. It's ok. Just hold where you are. I got you. I won't let you take anymore until you say youre ready ok? Open your eyes. Look at me." I was breathing short breaths. The pain was still so sharp. I opened my eyes but I didn't want him to see me cry. He was smiling again. "I know it hurts. We're going to take it slow. Try to take deep breaths and give it a minute." He was being so gentle with me. I know he wanted it to feel good to me but there was no way this thick cock wasn't going to be painful for my virgin hole. I tried to take deep breaths and he could see I was getting calmer. The pain was becoming dull. He took one hand off my hips and reached into his cloth bag. It was small but it seemed to have so much inside it. He pulled out a small bottle. "I want you to try something that will help. They're called poppers. You sniff them. I'll show you." It was a new bottle so he looked at me and asked if he could take both hands off. I was feeling secure with my hands and a lot of my weight resting on his shoulders still hovering over him with just the head of his cock inside me. He broke the seal and unscrewed the cap. The chemical smell hit me immediately. It did not strike me as a pleasant smell. He put the bottle up to his nose and inhaled deeply. He put the cap back and closed his eyes for a second before he exhaled and opened his eyes. "See that? Easy right?" He was going flush. His face turning red quickly. "Dad are you ok? You're getting red. Is that normal?" "Yes son. It means it's working. Ready to try? It will make it easier to take more of me. I took one hit but I want you to take two. I'll put it up to one nostril and then the other and I want you to breathe in as deep as possible. Then after the second nostril I want you to hold your breath as long as you can. Ok?" I nodded but all of the instructions were hard to follow with the drugs already in my system and a thick cock head inside me. He unscrewed the cap again and pressed the bottle against my right nostril and pushed my left nostril closed. "Really deep son." I tried to do what I saw him do but the chemical smell stung hard and I pulled away coughing. It seemed to be a pattern. "Sorry. It stings." Even though I didn't do what he told me to, I felt a rush and warmth that felt...good. "Youre good son. First times are always the hardest. Let's try the other nostril. This time try to hold it ok?" I nodded and he pushed the bottle up to my left nostril and held my right nostril closed. I inhaled deep again knowing to expect the chemical smell this time. I kept inhaling longer then he did for his hit. "Damn son. That swimming gave you great lung capacity. Ok now hold it in as long as you can. Even when you want to let it go, hold it for just a little longer ok?" I nodded. He put the cap back on and set the bottle aside. The warmth I felt with the first hit was much stronger this time and I was being hit by a wave of pleasure. I don't know how long I held my breath but the longer I did the better it felt. "Good boy! It's hitting you isn't it? Hold it just a little longer....a little longer...a little longer...You wanna let it go?" I was feeling like I was gonna burst. I was nodding fast. He quickly placed a hand over my mouth and nose. My eyes shot open in panic. "I got you son. Just a little longer. You got this. You're a swimmer. Show me what you got son." Slowly he pulled his hand away and I exhaled like I had been underwater for an entire 500 race. But the wave of warmth I felt when I was holding my breath turned out to be nothing compared to this. My whole body melted my head fell back and without his hands on my hips I started sinking down on his cock slowly. This time both of us moaned. I could feel him stretching me from the inside. The pain was still dull but it never got worse. There was something else now. It wasn't even pleasure. It was like a realization. Like I didn't know that I had spent my life partly empty until that space was being filled. "Oh my god dad. Your....your....cock is so....thick." He moaned. His eyes were closed and his mouth was open. I stopped myself from sinking further. I wasnt sitting in his lap. I couldnt believe there was more. I needed a break. He opened his eyes. "You're almost there son. You're doing great. How does it feel?" I struggled to find a word. "Good dad." "Just good? Because it feels amazing inside you son. Youre so tight and warm around your dads cock." Hearing that got me so worked up. I dont know how but almost as a reflex to hearing those words I squeezed my hole around his cock. He moaned loud and long and his eyes rolled back. It was so hot to see the pleasure I was giving this man. I wanted to give him as much pleasure as I could. And that was enough to make me decide to just hope that the worst was behind me and I sat all the way down taking the rest of his cock inside me. His moan went from loud to completely silent like he was screaming but nothing was coming out. His eyes opened the way mine did when he forced me to hold my breath and he looked at me in shock. The pain was sharp. I couldn't believe how deep he was inside me. My eyes watered and a couple tears were falling down my cheeks. He brought his hands to my face and wiped the tears with his thumbs. "We're just going to sit here so you can get used to me inside you son. This is what we both needed. Look at me. Your dad's raw cock is inside you son." I moaned and my hole squeezed on his cock again. He pulled me into him and kissed me. We put our arms around each other his grip tight as he moaned into my mouth. We made out for what felt like the longest we had to that point just exploring each others mouths and tongues pushing further into the other. He pulled me away to break the kiss. "You are so beautiful son. Perfectly smooth like a good boy should be and so tight around my fat bare cock. You know I havent cum in a couple weeks. When you told me your birthday I decided I would hold a load so that the first load that shoots into you is so big that you never forget it." Talking about cumming in me brought me a little out of the haze and made me a little nervous again. This wasn't safe. But that's all I wanted from this man. I wanted to feel a man shooting his seed into me deep. Either I show everything on my face or he can read minds. I think he could detect that my mood was beginning to change. He grabbed the pipe and torch. "How about a couple hits?" I nodded. I was nervous but I didn't want to stop what was happening. If the hits could cloud it again then I was going to do them. He gave me three hits before he took one. For good measure he gave me one more after his one. I was flying high again as the clouds hit me hard. "Ok we're going to do something now. We're going to stay in this position. I'm going to teach you a couple things that will make every top fall in love with you." At the moment there was only this man who I wanted to fall in love with me. I would do anything he told me to. "Eventually you'll learn how to bounce up and down on a cock but you just feel so good that I don't want you pulling off me even an inch. You're gonna grind into me and you're gonna find a spot inside you that is gonna make you cum." I looked down at my cock. It was still just semi-hard. There was no way he was gonna make me cum with my cock only half hard. He pushed my chest back so I was leaning back. He kept pushing until I had to use my arms to brace myself behind me. "That's good son. Now just make slow small circular motions with your hips with my entire cock inside you." I began trying to do what he said while being sure not to pull away from the feeling of the hair of his crotch brushing against me. Dad was using his hands to rub my chest my abs my legs and then used one hand to stroke my cock as he rubbed my body. Not even a minute of doing this he said "Let's do another hit of poppers. I think it will help and I also want to see how they mix with the T for you." I pulled myself back upright and in that motion his cock hit something inside me that caused me to shiver and moan. "There you go son. I think we found it. Let's do these hits and get you feeling even better. He gave me two hits letting me take a quick breath after the first but making me hold the second one. Before he took his hits he said "I'm going to take my hit now and I'm going to hold it in too. I don't want you to let go of yours until I let go of mine. Ok son?" I nodded but I was already starting to feel like I was going to need to breathe out soon. The warmth was working its way into me like a wave and I was trying to hold on. Dad took his hit and held it. He closed the bottle and put one hand on the back of my head. He pulled me in so we were forehead to forehead both holding our breaths. Finally he nodded and we both exhaled. What I felt was incredible. It was so much more intense than the first time. He pulled me into a kiss and we were both animals. But he shortened this kiss and pushed my chest back again. He put one hand behind my back to steady me. I knew what he was doing. "We're gonna find that spot again son. I want you to feel even better. Go ahead and try that motion again." I started making circles with my hips again still riding the wave. And then it hit. I actually screeched. Dad held me in that position. He was like a surgeon with incredible precision. One hand on my abs and the other on my back he held me at an angle that was not as far back as before but not upright. We sat still for a moment and he looked deep into me. I could barely focus I was so high. "Are you ready son?" I didn't really know what he was talking about but I nodded anyway. "Clench your hole for me son." He closed his eyes and moaned through his smile as I held his cock tighter inside me. "Try to match my rhythm with that move ok son?" Rhythm? I had no idea what he was talking about. We weren't moving. And then suddenly I felt his body buck slightly and inside me his cock pressed against that spot again making me shiver and sending my head back behind me. Then he did it again. And again. And again. And then over and over until I was screaming out. "Fuck...dad... your... cock....oh...my....god." So this is what it meant to be fucked. This is what it meant when all those guys in the videos who were getting fucked moaned like crazy. I was seeing stars in my drug and poppers fueled high on top of this feeling of his huge thick cock stretching me and introducing me to a pleasure I never wanted to lose. "Don't....stop...dad...please...." He started moaning too as I clenched down on his cock over and over. "Son fuck yes. You love your dads raw cock inside you dont you? This thick cock is going to breed you so deep with a two week load of ropes and ropes of thick dad cum. You want that son? You want your dad's load to breed you son?" I didn't say anything in response. Something was bubbling in me. The tingling that I had been feeling since those first hits were suddenly turning into something else and I was starting to shake uncontrollably moaning and gasping for breath at the same time and even though I hadnt been touching my only half hard cock I could feel this wave of pleasure make its way to my balls and through my cock as I came like never before. Dad pulled me against his chest as I was still shaking and with his mouth at my ear said "I'm cumming son. Oh fuuuu......" I could tell that he was moaning that silent moan again. His body against mine was shaking bucking over and over and after at least 10 spasms he moaned deep and long. The spasms kept coming but there was a longer period between them. He held me tight against him and when he thought they were over he pulled me back and kissed me. He bucked a couple more times and said "Oh fuck I'm still cumming. Oh...m--" I put my tongue in his mouth. If each time he bucked into me was a shot he must have cum almost 20 ropes into me. Our kiss got slowly and more sensual as our breathing steadied. I pulled back this time. I had shot a massive load. There was cum all over our chests. "How are you feeling son?" I didn't know what to say. I felt amazing like everything in my life had changed. I put my head on his shoulder. "Dad. That was incredible." I could hear him chuckle. He was still inside me and I could feel that he was still hard. "That was just the beginning son. I have an idea. How do you feel about calling home and telling your folks youre staying over your friends place tonight?"

Part 5 "Lay back down on your back son." He got between my legs and lifted my ass up and spread my cheeks apart. I felt his tongue again and my head fell to the pillow as my back arched my eyes rolling into the back of my head. I never knew that this kind of pleasure was possible. Seemingly out of my control my hands moved down to his head and pushed him as deep as I could into my hole. Both of us moaned at the same time. He pulled his head up and reached for the pipe and torch again. He got back up on his knees and fed me another hit. Then he took one but before he let it out he put the pipe down and reached back for his cloth bag and went back to my hole. I felt him blow into my hole with some of the cloud escaping around my crotch. "How does that feel son?" I didn't have the words to describe it. I gasped and tried. "So good da--oh my god!" He was rubbing something wet onto my hole and began to push his finger into me. "Just breathe. Take a deep breath in son. Now let it out." When I let it out I could feel him pushing in deeper. I had rubbed my hole before when I jerked off but I never pushed anything in. This was the first time anything was being pushed into me. I saw him fumbling a little with his cloth bag. "This is going to burn just a little bit but its going to feel good in a couple minutes." I nodded having no idea what new sensation was going to come next. I felt his finger again push into my hole and then I felt that burning. Not painful but noticeable. He worked his finger deeper into me and i felt his palm against my hole. His entire finger was in. Suddenly the tingling I had felt in my hole became something else. Hunger. And he could see it in my face. "It's working now isnt it?" I looked down at him smiling with that smile that said mischief. "Yeah dad. I think so. What is it?" "It's called a booty bump son. I want you to feel as good as you can so youll be ready to take your dad's cock." I was feeling great. This was so much better than I ever imagined it would be. He moved up to kiss me and rested the weight of his body on top of me. Our making out was even more passionate than before. I wanted to be as close and connected to this man as possible. Our hands exploring each others body and our cocks rubbing against each other. His huge thick cock pressed against my smaller softer cock. I could feel our pre cum getting slick between us. I didn't want this to end. I could make out with this man forever. But he broke the kiss. "I'm going to give you a little bit of the control." He rolled off of me and onto his back. He pulled me onto him and held my face with his hands. "Son it's time. I want you to sit on my cock. Take as much time as you want. We are in no rush ok?" I nodded and he pushed me up into a sitting position. He sat up also and told me to press my hands into his shoulders for balance as I hovered my hole over his cock. He poured some lube into his hand and I could hear him coating his cock with it. Then I pulled away and sat on his knees. In my drug fueled state I was the horniest I had ever been but something in my head was terrified. "What's wrong?" I didnt know what to say. I didn't want to make him mad. "Shouldn't we be using a condom? Just to be safe?" He tilted his head and smiled. "Dads and sons don't need condoms. That's why its the best kind of sex." Something was sobering me up. Like years of conditioning about the shame I should feel about what we were doing combined with always wanting to be safe about everything were bubbling back up at the worst possible time. "Mr. Kelly I mean we're just playing around but we're not actu--" "Stop son." I saw in his face that he was serious. The smile was gone and he was looking deep into me now. "Do you trust me? Do you trust your dad? Look at me. Do you trust me?" I just nodded too scared to speak. Something in his face was completely different. "I told you that I was going to show you everything you always wanted to experience but also some things you never knew. Isnt that right? Isnt that one of the reasons you wanted to come over here in the first place? You wanted to be brought into a new world?" I nodded. "One thing I want you to experience is raw sex son. I want you to feel the sensation of slick skin entering you and touching you deep inside and the feeling of rope after rope of cum shooting so hard into you. And I want you to experience that with your dad the first time so you never forget who introduced you to the greatest pleasure." I noticed then that he had never taken his hand off his cock. He was stroking his cock slowly. The image was mesmerizing. "Climb back up here son. Dads ready." That was all I needed to shut that voice down. I got back up into position and lowered myself slightly. I felt the slick head of his cock spread its wetness into my taint and up my crack grazing my hole back and forth. I could feel how big it was. There was no way it would be able to fit. "I'm just going to rest my cock against your hole but I'm not going to push. Look at me son. Press yourself down real slow. Its going to hurt a little at first but Im right here. Youre safe with me." I felt the pressure on my hole. This was it. I lowered myself and pressed down. My hole was resisting. It was too big. I tried a lttle harder but my hole had become a wall. I started to get frustrated feeling like I was never going to get this to happen and I would let him down. I sighed in annoyance but with that exaggerated exhale it happened. My hole opened and suddenly I felt that wet thick head pop inside me.

Part 4 Dirk moved his cock back to the sluts hole, he was going to destroy the dumb sluts ass to make sure that his toxic cum takes hold of the slut blood vessels. He loves to breed dumb whores like Mike. He was trying to go as deep as possible in Mikes ass, soon he was feeling the entrance of Mike second ring. The slut could only moan in full pleasure. How does it feel babes are you feeling good, Mike was nodding yes like crazy. Baby did you take prep before you came to me????? Mike could only move with his face, just saying no. Hmmm you naughty boy, you know it is dangerous playing unprotected and let strangers fuck you; i guess you are a slut loving to live dangerous and on the edge. Daddy will take good care of you, no need to chase around anymore to find toxic loads, daddy has everything you need deep in my balls here, and it will go all up to your ass baby. The guys where edging Dirk on to poz the slut on, to breed the whore, make him a member of the poz brotherhood. Mike was listening to Dirks words, but could not make anything of it, he was just enjoying the ride, he needed to be fucked, he hopes Dirk would never stop fucking him. He was falling in love witht this guy, he had never a feeling like this, he never experienced such kind of sex. Dirk was pushing deeper in the whores ass making sure his dick was touching all sides of the cunts asswalls, and hopefully cause a bit of damage. The caverject was working well on his dick, the stuff did do wonders, better then this lame fuckpills. With the caverject he was able to cum up to 7 times per night, and the amounts where always very royal, enough to breed some unwilling whores. The bitch was in heat, he could feel his asswalls milking his dick for the precious carg, but Dirk was not ready to shoot just yet. He had to do a bit more damage to the cunts ass. He was pulling his dick back from the cunt, and getting out of bed. Mike was moaning and shaking his head in dispair, he wanted the dick back in his ass, he was making crazy noises to beg for the dick plugging his ass but without any result. No worry whore, your ass will be filled again real quick, just a bit patience i have to call some mates first, they might like your cunt aswell. Dirk was taking a large black dildo and was aiming for the cunts ass, he smacked some crisco on the cunts ass, and on the dildo, and did start to insert the dildo in the winking pucker. The slut was moaning hard, Dirk knew that it must be painfull, because the dildo is oversized but that was the general idea. Slowly he was turning the dildo in opposite directions nd in the meantime going deeper in the cunts hole. When the dildo was lodged deep, he cleaned his hands and did take his mobile phone. Dirk was making some pictures of the whore bounded, face down, cuffed, blindfolded and high as a kite with a large dildo sticking out of his cunt for his buddies. He ckecked the pictures he made, and they where first class hard porn, he was moving to the front of Mike and did move his phone from foto modus to film modus. He grabbed the hair of Mike and tugged on his hair while filming the face of the whore, he filmed the painfull grimass of Mike and started talking to him. "You like daddies dick babes? You like to get fucked by my bare dick baby, you want daddy shoot up your neg cunt babes. Although it was painfull to move his face due to the grip of hair by Dirk, the cunt was nodding like crazy and moaning like a pig. You want daddy to invite some friends to play? Some more dicks to play and breeding your cunt? Dirk moved back to the back of the cunt, loosening the cuffs and removing the gagg from the whores face, but keeping him blindfolded. The slut was smacking and licking his lipps, obvious very thristy. Dirk did take a bottle of water and handed it to the whore so he could take a drink, and he kept filmi,g the whole time. The bitch was so high he could tell, his face was flushed and his hair did stick to his face. Tell me Mike do you want me to invite some friends to play with you? Mike was unsure what to say, was Dirk testing him? When he would say yes, he might think that he had not enough by one partner, and maybe when he would say no, Dirk could be insulted not letting him inviting his friends. Suddenly he was slapped hard in the face, his cheek was stinging like crazy after the slap, Mike was schocked by the sheer violence. Dirk was making sure that he filmed the shock on the face of Mike, and to the pleasure of the internet viewers. Tell me what you want whore, my friends are awaiting your answer Mike, speak to me!!!!!! Mike did follow his heart, he needed to be fucked, he was desperate for cock so he did reply. Please Sir fuck me, please invite your friends, but please do not hurt me, i do whatever you want, but please do not hit me. Bang, another slap followed, what do you want bitch, tell me. Mike was close to tears, but did feel excitement to, please Sir invite your friends to fuck me Sir, i need your cocks deep inside me. Slap, another one in the face, beg for it whore i want to hear if you want our loads up your neg cunt, beg me bitch. Please Sir can i have your cum please, can i be fucked and filled by your friends? That was all Dirk needed to persuade his friends, not that they needed any persuasion, they where good gifters to neg cunts, and they where heavily pierced and tattooed. Dirk was going to the back of Mike and was pushing him into the doggy position, yanking out very rough the dildo which brought out a scream of Mike and he was pushing his dick into the gaping hole of the whore. He watched the guys on the net who where watching, and there where some guys severe wanking their pozdicks. Time to bring out the big guns to get the party starting. He was calling Hugo, his best friend, Hugo was partnered with James they where so long together that they almost did look identical to each other. Hugo and James where 2 big bears heavily tattooed and pierced and proud to be poz. They where both tops, and into heavy scenes and did like making porn where they would convert stupid cunts into the poz world. They had a close relationship to Dirk, and they often did share their prey with Dirk, and vice versa. The phone was ringing, and James did answer the phone on speaker while Hugo was sitting next to him. Whats up buddy, how is it hanging????? Dirk smirked and said, hihihi not hanging boys, just parked my hard dick in a destroyed ass of a neg cunt, he is high as a kite and begging for Dick, are you interested???? Hmmm sounds good, answered James and Hugo together. Will send you a vid in a sec, so you can make up your mind, the whore is begging to be pozzed, so bring your heavy dicks, and but in your best PA so we can give him what he wants. The boy likes it rough so do not hold back. I am deepdicking him now, and he will get his first poz load right know, 2 weeks of toxic cum ready to fill his neg cunt. Hmmmm Dirk poz the cunt Hugo was shouting out.

Great topic. i've prolly had a few thousand cocks and i'd estimate about 97% have been anonymous, maybe 3% developed into fuck buddies? i too had a lot of success with CL, a lot more than any other hook up site. Sure, plenty of flakes there, but i got a ton of cum there. my CL hook ups were almost all exclusively anonymous breed and go though, my lying naked and ass up on my bed, door open, they come in and breed me and go. Being face down, i'd say i have never seen at least 3/4 of the guys who have bred me. my anonymous cock sucking experience is mostly in restrooms and Adult Stores through glory holes. More recently, i'm a little less enamored with glory holes, the primary reason being the wall is restrictive when trying to get all of a guys cock down my throat, plus, i love to cup and massage a guys balls while sucking Him, and that's not always doable through a gh. Most booths at Adult stores are pretty dark, so if it starts through a GH, ideally He'll want to come into my booth so i can get ever last millimeter of His cock.

Part ii Naked and on my knees in the darkened toilet after taking two loads deep inside me I was out of breath, sheened in sweat and still leaking precum from the experience. The fact I hadn't yet cum myself kept my brain in a fugue of horniness and my decision making had taken a break after the first guy had started using me. Now confronted by three men looking down at me, including the first man who not half an hour earlier had filled me with his spunk, I found myself reacting like I was on auto-pilot. It was as if I was indulging every pornographic jerk off session I had ever had, after enjoying so much porn and now having already taken two poz loads I guess I just felt it didn't matter what I did now. One of the men was holding his phone up high and in the spotlight that he was creating, clearly recording my debasement, I crawled across the wet floor on my hands and knees as all three men undid their jeans pulling out hard cocks that were now my purpose. As I reached them the man I thought of as the leader, the one who had taken my virginity, grabbed my head and pulled me straight onto his cock. I opened wide and his cock was pushed to the back of my throat. My tongue played around his length tasting the remnants of what I guess was his earlier fucking of me. I was gagging and coating his thick cock with saliva as he guided my head back and forth. My mouth was effectively being used as a warm fleshlight for his needs and I had already submitted myself to it. I came here to find out who I was. Now I had found out I was someone who got naked in public toilets and let strangers fuck them bareback. Who after taking poz loads had stayed for more. Who knew he was being filmed and photographed but kept sucking on the thick cock that tasted of his own arsehole. I evidently was a pretty good novice. "That's a good cocksucker. Enjoy that dirty cock in your mouth. We've got all night to play and these two want to try your holes too." Saying this he was indicating the two men he had returned with but all of my attention was on the thick dick filling my mouth and overwhelming my senses with the scent and taste. "Just so you know we all know each other and these guys are poz too. Once they heard I'd already bred you they figured you wouldn't mind taking some more dirty cum. Looks like they were right too, you need this don't you?" I raised my eyes to affirm that I did need this but the light from the camera shone into my face casting all three men's faces in shadow. I nodded instead, my lips stretched around cock. In that instant I realised that not only had I just had my cocksucking captured on camera with my face revealed perfectly but I had also just accepted I wanted, no needed, poz loads. The two other men now grabbed my arms and guided my hands to their rock hard dicks having me wank them as they watched my face fucking. I groaned around the length of meat stuffing my face as I felt those cocks. Both were so fucking hard but one was huge. Thick and long, I couldn't even imagine how he planned on fucking me but it was clear that was what was in my immediate future. The man in my mouth chuckled in approval as if he could read my mind. "Definitely a night of firsts for you eh?" Sliding himself from between my lips he patted my face with a gentleness that somehow made me even more willing to do whatever this man bade me. He motioned to the smaller man I had been stroking to take his place as he moved around behind me. This left me wanking the massive cock of the third guy. My hand sliding up and down it's length as he appreciatively rocked his hips and grunted his pleasure at my manipulation of his impressive organ. The second man stepped in front of me and pressed his cock to my lips. "Show me how much you love this toxic dick slut!" It was the first thing either of the new men had said but in that one sentence I understood that they all had ownership of me in this place. In putting myself in the position they had found me in I had offered myself unequivocally for their use. I immediately began licking and kissing along his shaft, using my tongue to tease his balls and running back up to his sensitive tip. With one hand on the floor now aiding to support myself and one hand still working Mr. Big, I could only use my lips and tongue to please Number Two. So I did. I worshipped that hard cock. Praising it with my mouth with a fervour that showed I knew my place now. Lapping at it with my tongue before taking every inch to the back of my throat and holding myself there until that cock was soaked in my spit. Then sliding my head backwards and forwards with my lips held tight around him. He too began rocking his hips and groaning in pleasure. Behind me I felt the fingers of my first Daddy press into my puffy, cum-soaked, hole. "Still nice and open I see," his other hand rubbed over my cheeks and squeezed my flesh as he finger fucked me harder. As he picked up the pace making me buck and moan his other hand worked a trail under me leaving my nerves tingling at every touch. As he reached my balls he grasped them and squeezed. His probing fingers worked deeper into me pressing firmly against my prostate kneading me from inside. My mouth full of cock I could only manage a strangled moan as my hips bucked urgently and I felt my balls convulse in his grip. Streams of cum splattered the ground under me and my whole body shook with the intensity. Number Two never relented fucking my mouth and Mr. Big kept my hand gripping his tool tightly. Daddy kept working my balls and pumping my hole with his fingers as he said, "That was so hot watching you cum so hard. Now we find out just what kind of bottom you are." Daddy pulled his fingers from me and almost immediately replaced them with his thick cock. I had no time to react or do anything, he was in me again, his big thick poz dick working my insides for the second time. After he had pumped inside me a few times I realised that I was pressing my arse back onto him and my cock was still hard flopping against my stomach as he began pounding my fuckhole. Even though I has just been so wonderfully milked of my cum my horniness had not abated. My need was still clear and present. I squeezed my hole, trying to show Daddy how much I wanted it. He got the message and gripping my hips firmly he began fucking me even harder. "That's it, that's the little slut I saw earlier! It just gets better now." As he said this his thrusts were deep, and measured, and were obviously all about his pleasure but the harder he used my hole the better it felt. At this point, as if choreographed, both Number Two and Mr. Big stepped away leaving me panting and moaning out loud as Daddy ravaged my arse. With both hands free to press into the ground I could brace myself against the powerful thrusts into me but my whole body still shook from each and every impact. My forgotten cock still slapped against my belly with each hard stroke making it throb harder. "Fuck! Yes! Fuck! Yes!" I was gasping a litany of my pleasure at being filled. I glanced up and saw the silhouettes of Number Two and Mr. Big still there, still stroking and still filming everything. Fuck. I had completely forgotten that was happening. I felt the pace pick up as I tried my best to stop collapsing from the hard pounding my now sloppy arsehole was taking and the firm grip on my hips became vice like. "Tell me what you need." There wasn't any question here, he was ordering me, making me say out loud it was ok for him to unload his poison inside me. "Tell. Me. What. You. Need!" His thrusts insistent his voice suddenly with a menacing edge and I felt another level to the excitement of having him fuck me. "I need it, your cock..your fucking cock and cum." I panted letting myself go with it, knowing just what he wanted me to say and why his cohorts were getting it on film. There was no going back from here. He slapped then gripped my arse cheek hard his fingers digging into my flesh making me yelp. "Say it slut!" He was jabbing his dick into my guts at this point clearly on the edge of painting my insides with his dirty payload and I obliged his desires. This was the only moment of control I had had in this entire night of filth and I gave it away in a second. "I need your sperm, your cum, your dirty fucking load!" I shouted as I felt him begin to spear me erratically. "Give me your poz spunk, make me dirty! Fucking breed me!" As I cried out my acquiescence his cock throbbed and he pressed himself all the way inside me. Load number three. My soaked ruined hole was now open for all and I knew it. As Daddy began to pull out of me he suddenly thrust one more time into me and pressed his face to the back of my neck. His kisses were a surprise but I pressed myself back against him relishing this moment of tenderness, he whispered in my ear. "I knew you would be a good boy the moment I put my hands on you, I hope to see you here again but I have to go now. I'll let my friends take care of you now, they are both very keen to enjoy your arse and I know you'll let them. Both of them have high viral loads so if it's not already working it's way into you they'll make sure you're pozzed by morning." I moaned like a whore as he withdrew his softening cock from my slick fuckhole and I stayed on my hands and knees. I knew too that I would willingly take their cocks and their loads. What he said made sense, it was already in me, why not just enjoy this? I'd already enjoyed so much. Daddy stood and quietly spoke to the other two while I waited ready for them to use me as they saw fit. As he left the building the camera was shut off and the room was once again plunged into darkness. Suddenly blind I was immediately apprehensive. I could hear them moving in the darkness and then I felt hands on my skin sliding over me, tracing the shape of my body as they both worked around me. I had no idea which was which or what they wanted to do. All I knew was I had just been handed over to their mercy.

Part 15, Love wins. I have to admit, I love the feeling of the magic brown bottle, it makes me feel so warm and tingly. I looked to my right and I saw Mr. C walking over to a cabinet. Ahmed took the ear plugs out of my ears as daddy picked up a medicine bottle. He shook it a couple times and put it back in the cabinet and walked my way. He grabbed a bottle of water and said, 'take these vitamins son.' 'More vitamins? I already had 3 of those blue diamond ones. 'These blue ones are different, they will make you strong in another way.' He pushed three of them down my throat and poured some water in and felt me swallow. He looked at Mr Ali and said, 'you are right my friend and as Jack said to Rose. Not here, not this night, do you understand me.'? 'Sweet, shall I send out my notice now Tony?' 'No, no, no, actually we aren't going to do that either. I have another plan. I will keep working with him and his body will learn to want it. He will beg for it without the spell and he will ask me for the gift. But it might take some time, but I am a patient man and plus we have the magic bottle until then. You are welcome to look into a loaner program for my boy with your friends, but he will stay mine. I cant risk one of you being the gift bearer. It will be my love strain and he will look me in the eyes asking for it....someday.' 'Oh Tony, you are passing up a new life, but I get it. I will tell my people they can come visit and pay homage to you for a visit with him, but he is staying put' Mr. C looked back at me and said, 'I think there are a few other men outside that heard about your gift from god and would like to come see it and play with it. Would that be ok boy? After that, we can go home, you have had a big day son.' i thought of going back home and Mr. C said. 'whats wrong pup, you look sad'. I heard mens voices enter the room as daddy slipped a blindfold over my eyes. 'I just thought about going back to my house and seeing my mom and it makes me sad to think of that again. This morning seems like such a long time ago.' I felt someone pick the bottle up off my chest and i heard the top unscrewing and i flinched in surprise as several hands started to touch my legs and stomach. 'Oh son, you are not taking you back to your house. You are staying with me tonight in my house'. 'Really'? I felt a thumb close my left nostril and the familiar smell filled my lungs. Daddy was close to my ear and whispered to me 'yes, and dont worry about that, just open up your pussy for this nice man. He has a birthday gift and a big treat for you'. With that said and as I exhaled, I felt my asslips separate and open wide. And wider. And wider. And wider. Holy fuck, this dude was just huge. I sat up in the sling and felt a strong hand slowly push my chest down. The thumb went to my other nostril and I repeated my breathing exercises. I soon felt his pubes tickling my groin and he shoved a little deeper just to make sure I knew he could. I let out a scream and my hands went up to the chains over my head. I held onto them and tried to pull myself up and off of him. But I was stuck. My legs were stretched to the limit and there was no where I could go. He moved forward and kept me fully stretched. It felt like he was half way to my neck inside of me. I tried a different approach as he started to back that huge cock out of me. I leaned forward again to see if I could somehow reach the chains my feet were attached to. There was no use, I couldn't reach those either. I felt his very powerful hand on my chest and this time he pushed me back into my fur sanctuary and spoke. 'If you relax boy, this is going to be a lot easier on you. I dont give a fuck, we can do this the easy way or the hard way. Your choice. Get some more magic medicine in him and give him a spray of candy if he needs. But get his calm and relaxed.....this bitch needs to be opened up.' Wait, that voice, I know that voice. 'Thanks for letting me close up the shop early Mr. C, you are right, this is too good to miss' the man said to Mr. C. 'Jax? Is that you?' 'Damn straight little bro, so relax, I got this. Take my big black dick into your little pink pussy boy. Fuck baby you are tight...' I heard the spray can spray and felt a finger pry my mouth open. I felt a towel enter and the finger pushed my mouth shut. Daddy said, 'bite on the cold part and wrap your lips around the cloth and breath deep through your mouth.' With that he pinched my nose shut. I breathed in deeply several times and it felt like I was getting far away again, like I was hovering over the hammock. The voices were indistinct and my hole was visible in my head like it just blossomed wide open. I was in a dream? I feel so funny. I feel so alive. I could hear voices, I could hear the chains rattle. I could hear daddy talking in my ear but I couldnt figre out what he was saying. It seemed like a couple minutes later I started to feel like I was settling back into my body and Jax's voice became louder and more clear. 'Fuck, I love the look and bloody scent of red on my cock. Its like Neapolitan ice cream, vanilla, chocolate and now some pink strawberry. Oh fuck that is some deep dicking that pussy can take. Jesus his pussy is swallowing me hole. He was fucking me so hard i felt my nipples being tweaked. It was like I could feel every vein of his big cock rippling across my ass lips as he went in deep again. Deep and holding it deep into my hole. He was rubbing his thumb just above his cock on the tender part of my boy pussy. He was rubbing and pushing and I was going crazy. I felt something warm on my cock. Something wet and warm. Was someone sucking me? Who would do that? Oh fuck, I cant believe this feeling. Jax's voice was so sexy, telling me about how my asshole gripped him every time someone would pinch my nipples. Telling me to clamp down on that big fucking dong because I was about to get his gift. I had never had so many gifts on my birthday before. I felt so special. These men are so nice to help me celebrate and to teach my pussy how to open up they hardly needed to bring me gifts too, but so cool they did. Jax was pulling his dick all the way out and then slamming it back in and I heard him say. 'Look at that cunt gape. She is dilated to a half dollar size if not more. Someone get a flashlight. Look inside that pussy hole. Oh fuck, look at that. Look at all the cum being churned into butter. It is coating the walls. All those little swimmers trying to burrow their way home. Swim you little fuckers, swim, I got the next team of swimmers about to dive into the pool, the all black swimmers from my school. I could tell he was picking up speed, faster, deeper, faster, deeper, oh fuck he was going to deep. 'Oh daddy, it hurts me daddy, it hurts.' 'You need to relax, take your big brothers babies. You are going to love when he uses you baby. By the sweat on his chest you should be done in 5, 4, 3, 2, you ready? 1.' 'Ohhhhhhhooollllyyyyyy Fuckinggggggg mercy of goddddd, knocking that little tight virgin pussy up with my baby batter. ' I felt him convulsing several more times until he started to slow down. But I was still getting sucked by someone and couldn't control it any longer. I was going to fucking blow my load. I started to moan and let out a whimper. 'oh, oh, oh god'. But it stopped. I could feel the cum welling up in my nuts and right before it shot out he stopped. Why, why would someone do that? I felt his hand squeeze my dick. I felt something happening. What is going on? My cock was being squeezed tight, but I am going to cum? Oh that hurts. Oh that is amazing. Oh fuck. 'Oh my god, I am going to shoot. Can I shoot? Please let go of my cock, let me touch it. I felt my hands being grabbed and pulled over my head. Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck, I am going to cum. And with that I shot a load out of my cock.' Mr. Ali laughed and said 'oh to be young again, that first shot easily caught 4 feet of air' I felt my cum splatter back onto me what seemed like seconds after it left my cock, it must have had quite a good hang time. Volley after volley of cum shot out. Dropping all over my chest in big globs. I was panting and sweating. I felt several tongues licking on my chest. Out of the corner of my right eye, I saw Ahmed go to one of the cabinet. There were all these really strange looking things in it. He picked up this big red thing and brought it over to Mr. C and said. 'why dont you use this ass plug so his gifts dont all escape by the time you get him home'. I felt my daddy put his hand on my head and took the blindfold off. I squinted to see again, but he was looking right into my eyes from a few inches away and said. 'Be strong for a minute ok? Can you push out a little like you are on the toilet? Not really hard, but push out your pussy, yeah, good, just like that. A little more pup.' I felt something kind of cold and slippery pushing into me. 'Be strong, be brave, you almost got it. One more push' And with that my hole hurt really bad but then closed up a little bit. Daddy asked, 'how do you feel.? 'Very full' He kissed my forehead and looked into my eyes again and said 'I love you Lukas'. I smiled and said, 'I love you to Mr., I mean, I love you too daddy.'