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Chapter 4 I woke up to the sun in my eyes. It wasn’t my normal dawn wake up but I knew it was still early. I was hot and a little sweaty, thinking it was from the sun till I realized there was a weight cuddled against me and a big strong arm over my side and chest. That’s right Mark slept here last night. Within about 30 seconds of that I noticed the big fat hard object sitting between my legs. It had to be around 10 inches. It felt good nestled so close to my butt and the head touching the back of my balls. My hole fluttered having such a big dick just inches from it. Mark was pressed against my back, his muscles cocooning me in a warm safe space. He may have been shorter than me but it felt very safe and like home in his arms. Which made my hole all the hungrier. I slowly moved to position his dick on my hole. As I lined it up and felt it touch my hole I could tell he had a very fat cock head. I pushed back just enough to feel it stretch my tight raw poz hole. I got close to full penetration when he moved slightly. Not wanting to get caught, I re-positioned it back between my legs. I laid in bed for a few minutes trying to get back to sleep but it was a lost cause. I slowly went to move from under Mark. I was just about free when his surprisingly strong arms moved me right back against his rock hard chest. This also happen to move his dick so it was now laying in my ass crack like a hotdog in a bun. Well more like a giant polish sausage with his length and girth. “Where are you going Samsam” he asked me with a groggy voice. He hadn’t called me that since I went to college. It made me smile. “The sun woke me up and I couldn’t get back to sleep. I was going to go for a run. Well a slow jog with how much I drank last night.” “Oh Samsam you always were the annoying early riser.” He retorted in a more normal clear voice. I could tell he was mostly awake now. I also felt his big dick flex in my ass crack. ”True, but you always were the late night party animal Marky Mark.” that made him laugh. We used to tease him all the time with that name during his wild high school and college days. “Very true. Now be quiet and go back to sleep Samsam” he knew that was a lost battle but he tried. “if you don’t want me to pee the bed I suggest you let me up you big muscle head. You go back to sleep, I am up now.” I responded as I tried to get away from his iron hold without any leverage. He gave me one last squeeze and released me. But to my surprise he got up with me. His big dick swinging in the air in front of him. He was pushing 11 in and nice and thick. He also did have a very fat mushroom head to his dick. It made my mouth water and my boner I had since I put it against my hole jump. “Ok let’s pee. Then let me borrow some shorts. I can use my shoes I have down stairs.” He said as I followed him into the bathroom. “Ok, I have a spare. Also extra socks if you want.” “Sure, sounds good.” He replied then let out a hard long stream of piss into the toilet bowl. I followed suit and let my stream mix with his. “You got a great dick their Samsam. Long, fat, nice big head and some nice balls.” Mark casually observed as we finished up our peeing. ”Thanks but you got me beat. You have like 10.5-11 inch of fat hog there. That huge mushroom head. Nice big hangy balls.” I replied. “Thank you. And it’s 11.2 inches full hard, just to be accurate. I may be shorter than you all but I pretty sure I am bigger than everyone but my dad.” He said as he went and put on his underwear and waited for the shorts I promised. I walked to my dresser and got us both a pair. I then put in my boxers and the shorts. Grabbed socks and threw a pair to Mark. We both snuck down to the den and got our shoes. No one was awake. It was only 8 am and most those in the house hadn’t gone to bed till around 4am. We got bottles of water from the fridge in the bar part of the den to take with us. We silently went out the front door and started our very slow paced jog. We jogged in silences for a while just enjoying the countryside and beautiful morning. It had been a little chilly with no shirts when we started but I warmed up quick with the exercise. As we approached the barn that was 1 mile from home and marked the turn around point we had planned Mark asked to stop and rest a minute. I didn’t object because while I normally ran 6-7 miles on my morning runs the late night and booze were kicking my ass. As we set on the bench outside the barn Mark asked me something that totally surprised me. “So Samsam how did my cock head feel against your hole? Also, that was a hell of a bj you gave Mikey last night. How often have you done that?” I almost choked on my water and looked at him in shock. “You saw that?? And you were awake??” Mark bursted out with a laugh then said, “Yea I saw you deepthroat Mikey like a pro and take his load. And yes I was awake when you tried to use my dick as a joy sick. But I got to say, seeing you on your knees in front of Mikey made me hot and jealous. I always wanted to suck you both. And ride your dicks. Incidentally that is why I moved when you almost got my dick in your hole. You got a great ass and hole, but I am pretty much a bottom. I mean I top sometimes but mainly only chicks. I like men to use my hole raw!” “No way you are gay man! Why have you never told me!!” I shot back in further shock. ”I am bi, but I do mostly fuck with men. Only my dad knows. I not ashamed or anything I just keep it on the dl. I also don’t fuck guys around here. Only when I go to the city. I guess I didn’t tell you because I figured you are only home a couple times a year and it didn’t really matter.” I had recovered my calm and replied, “Mark I won’t lie I am a little hurt you didn’t say anything but I get it. I also won’t tell anyone.” ”Thanks Samsam. I figured once I woke up to you practically riding me I could say something. Plus after your show last night added to it I figured you were probably a pretty big pig. Must run in the family” he said as he winked at me. “Oh? So my gym rat cousin is a pig?” “Oh yea! Since forever. I love hot raw kinky piggy sex. Strangers dumping their loads balls deep in my ass. Making me beg for it.” He told me with a devilish look. “Is that so? You take any load? Are you neg and on prep?” I asked hopefully. “Not any load, but if the guy is hot I will take his load regardless. I was on prep till 2 months ago. My script ran out, I hadn’t had any dick in a while so I just didn’t bother with it. Plus it always felt like cheating not taking the true risk of getting bred. I know I am neg, got test since I got fucked last. What about you? How piggy are you cousin?” “I am the same. Will take any load for a guy I find hot or has a big dick. Will dump my seed in almost any raw hole. Love it raw and raunchy. Only difference is I am poz. A college fuck buddy gave it to me in sophomore year and never went on meds. He trained me to be a poz gifting pig.” I replied hoping it wouldn’t blow up in my face. “That’s fucking hot! I have taken many poz loads. Most undetectable, some claiming to be toxic. Not only would it be hot to finally take your big fat raw dick like I have wanted to since you were in college, but I also may get a present from it!” Mark said as he got up and grabbed my hand. “Where are we going? And who said I’d agree to fuck you let alone knock you up cousin?” I replied teasingly. “Oh the minute I saw you swallow your own brothers cock I knew you’d be down to fuck. And since you’re the pig I know you are you won’t pull out. Win-win! And we are going up to the loft of the barn to fuck. I will be loud and your parents don’t need to hear me begging for your poz cum.” ”That’s why you suggest this as the turnaround spot? You knew the Peters’ barn was here and had a closed in loft away from nearby neighbors. You are slick Mark” I told him as I followed him into the barn and up the ladder. “Oh yes! I started to put the plan together as soon as I saw you two last night. Granted it was going to be after a longer sleep and I would have confronted you as we drove home and suggested we fuck here. But I had to improvise when you woke me up trying to ride my dick.” Mark replied. ”Well ever the prepared Boy Scout! Not going to lie, I have been wanting that dick since I saw it last night and that ass since you climbed into bed. I been hard or semi hard since I woke up to your dick against my ass. I am totally down to rail you and poz you cousin!” I told Mark as I started to undress. Letting my almost fully hard 8.5 in fat cut dick spring out. My heavy balls were sweaty from the run and dropped low in the cool air. He matched me and removed his own shorts and underwear. His hot muscle body gleaming in the morning sun. The red hair like fire all over him. His big thick dick fully hard within seconds of release and his massive bull balls hung low. Anticipating from our talk that he would be more submissive I grabbed him by the back of the neck and pulled him in for a passionate kiss full of tongue. His red beard rubbing against my stubble. His bare hairy muscle chest against mine, his massive shlong laying against my leg as mine own impressive poz dick lay against his stomach. I stood around 4-5 inches taller than him and used that to my advantage. I moved him against a rafter and picked him up to my height with the beam as support to hold up his bulky frame. My poz dick was leaking precum as I rested it against his hole. I slowly rubbed it against the hole as we continued to make out. His big monster dick was rock hard between us. “My toxic precum is soaking against you hole cousin. You want me to open you up and make you my cum dump?” He answered breathlessly, “Fuck yes Smith, I want your charged load in me! I want you to knock me up cousin” That made more precum shoot out of my cock. But I wasn’t ready for that yet. I lowered us down to the hay covered floor. From there I started to kiss down the muscles of Mark’s body. His neck, delta, pecs, arms, sniffing his pits as I went, then move down his abs, to his v-line and finally to the bright red bush. I inhaled his musky sweaty sent as I started playing with is dick and balls. “Fuck Smith, you are driving me fucking crazy!!” He exclaimed. “Now now Mark don’t get to ahead of your self. We have some foreplay to do. It’s not every day I get to enjoy such a ripped body, made even better by it being slutty cousin’s body and big dick.” I replied right before taking the massive mushroom head of his into my mouth. He answered with a curse and a moan as his body writhed with pleasure. I tried as best I could but I couldn’t take all his dick in my throat. He was just to long and thick but I made a good effort. Using my hands to help. Taking breaks to jerk his massive dong as I dipped down to suck on his big balls. All the while my rock hard poz dick hung waiting dripping toxic precum on the floor. After about 10 minutes of worshiping Mark’s big fat dick I told him to get on his knees above me then sit on my face, which he eagerly did. Seeing his big bubble butt above me made my dick jump. I dove into his nice sweaty hole with glee. Using my tongue to really open his hole. He wasn’t tight but wasn’t super loose. I could tell he had taken a few big dicks. But I didn’t care and his hole tasted like heaven. He immediately took my leaky poz dick into his mouth, making sure to lick and swallow all my toxic precum off my head. He started deepthroating me to the root and making me moan in between licking his hole. He would take breaks to suck in my balls then dive back on my devil dick. We stayed feasting on each other for a while both loving what we were dinning on. “Fuck this feels good Smith but I want that dick in me!” Mark flipped around and positioned his hole right on my big fat poz dick. My charged precum leaking on his hole. He bent down to take my mouth in a kiss and sat down on my dick to the balls in one go. Now he may not have been tight but even then with just spit I knew it had to hurt and tear his insides taking 8.5 inches of fat raw meat like that. “You trying to rough up your hole so my charged load takes cousin?” I asked between kisses as he rode my dick fast and hard. “Hell yes l!! I want it to take. I want my cousin to be the one that knocks me up! Fuck your toxic babies in me!” This made me precum a huge glob deep in his neg hole. I felt his second hole open and rip as he continued to ride me hard. We continued our dirty talk. Me promising to knock him up, him begging to be my poz son and let me recharge him every visit home. It was a good thing we were out in the middle of no where. The dirty talks would have scared anyone that overheard, unless they were a pig too of course. I took charge of the situation and flipped him to his knees and put him in doggy style. Before I shoved my dick in I saw his hole was tore up and even saw some pink precum leaking out. As I shoved my devil dick into him in one push he moaned and let out a cruse. “There is pink precum leaking out of you cousin. I am pretty sure I am going to get you pregnant the same weekend my brother gets married!” “Fuck yes Smith!! I have wanted this so long. Not just to be charged up but to be you bottom slut! Fucking wreck my hole! Knock me up!” I pounded him hard and deep for 10 more minutes spewing charged precum in him as his big dick leaked his neg precum all over the floor of the loft. When I finally exploded as I hit bottom hard the last time his ass flooded with volley after volley of my highly concentrated toxic load. My hvl filling his wreck neg hole full. ”Fuck I am filling you up Mark! My babies are impregnating your ass!!” “Fuck yes! Give me that toxic load!! Make me you poz fag! Own my hole forever!!” He grunted as he shoot his last huge neg load on the hay and floor below us. We laid down on our sides and made out as my dick remained in him. Finally we got up and started to get dressed. Not saying much as we did. We climbed down and started walk back toward the house. “Smith that was the best fuck I have ever had. I am really happy you fucked me. I really have been wanting your dick for years!” ”It was a fucking awesome fuck Mark. We will definitely be repeating it next visit. I hope you will be poz by then!” I replied as I hugged him from the side. We made our way back to the house and when we entered it was just before 10, mom was in the living room watching tv and sipping her coffee. Dad was in the kitchen cooking breakfast. They both greeted us and dad teased about us healthy people running before asking us to go wake up Mike, Tim, and Dennis for breakfast. I went upstairs to wake up Mike then shower. Mark went downstairs to wake those guys up before taking a shower in the bathroom down there. We all came to breakfast and sat and talked about the days plans. Mark at one point leaned over to me and whispered he had put a plug in his hole and was keeping my toxic load hostage. Which made me laugh. We all broke from the table and went our ways. With me and Mike helping clean up before going on to our respective agendas. Tim and Dennis went back to the hotel to shower, change m, and rest before the bachelor party tonight. Dad drove Mark home before going to town for a few last minute things. It had been a hell of a trip, the most exciting and sex filled one home ever. I couldn’t wait to see what the night and the bachelor party would bring. ————— Here is the next chapter as promised. It got me really hot and I hope it does for you all too. There will be more to come in the next few days. Thanks for all the love guys!

Chapter 3 After dinner was over and everything was cleaned up Dad, Uncle James, my brother Mike and his two best friends Tim and Dennis, our cousin Mark, my sister Mary’s husband Tom, and me all moved to the basement. Dad had converted it to a den/bar when we were kids. Mom and Mary were invited down to join but decided to stay upstairs and watch one of their shows that was on. The big screen tv was on the sports channel and we were all half watching it while we talked and drank. Most of us were drinking beer. Tom, Dennis, and myself were drinking sangrias. It was around 11:30 pm when Mary hollar’d down the stairs to tell Tom they were going home. Him being the dutiful husband said bye to everyone and went upstairs. A little after midnight uncle James was ready to go home, but Mark wanted to stay so Dad offered to let him sleep over as long as me or my brother were ok with him sharing a bed since we didn’t have a spare with us both home. Both of us agreed that was fine so uncle James said his goodbyes and left. Dad walked him out and as he walked back downstairs he said, “Mom has gone to bed so when you knuckle heads go upstairs to be quiet. Also since it’s just men awake now it’s clothing optional time boys” He stripped down to his birthday suit as he completed his sentence. His big hog, which was 6 in soft and laid over huge bull balls, covered by a thick 70s porn star level black bush, flopped out. His 6’5 construction body, with the only fat on him being on his beer belly, was covered in the same dark black hair. Me and Mark followed suit. Me showing off my 6’2 well muscled and defined body with a dusting of light brown chest hair, an happy trial, and a well trimmed bush above my 4.5 in soft dick that sat over my fat balls. I wasn’t near as hairy as dad, but Mike who was a year younger than me took after him more in that respect. As he stripped down his 6’3 body was well covered by his dark brown hair. He was well muscled, not as define but with more muscle than me. His soft dick was also around 4.5in soft and his balls just a bit smaller than mine. Mark stripped down as well. He was 25 and I hadn’t seen him naked since we were kids. I knew from his and uncle James bulges they had the big dick gen. However, I was surprised by the size of his soft cock when it tumbled out as he removed his boxers. It had to be as big as dads if not a little bigger and he also had a fat set of balls hanging below his meat. He had a patch of thick hair red hair on his chest along with a matching red happy trail , a big fire bush over his cock, and his legs were covered in the same colored hair. He was bull built like his dad and loved weight lifting but was the shortest of the men in our family at 5’11. His relative shorter height made his dick look even more massive. Dennis having been around enough times didn’t flinch an eye and stripped as well. He was 23 years old and 6’0 tall. He had a runners build. He had been a star track athlete in college and kept in shape. He had a respectable 3 in soft dick over a set of medium sizes balls. He had an average amount of blonde hair covering his body in the expected places. But what was his best attribute in my mind was his ass. It was a big fat bubble butt that was meant to be fucked and slapped. We always teased him he had a better ass than any girl he dated, which was true. Tim was a little more shy than us. He stripped to his boxer briefs. He was 22 and stood 6’1. He had the ex frat guy build with a little beer belly. Brown hair covered his chest, belly and legs. He had previously partaken in our nudism so I know he had a similar sized cock and balls as Dennis but he was uncut. However, he only did it when he was drunk and had apparently not yet hit that level yet. But none of us mentioned this as everyone knew clothing level was to ones comfort level and respected that. We piled our clothes in the corner of the room and went back to the same bullshitting and drinking we had been doing before. After about 30 minutes Tim took off his boxer briefs and released his nice soft cock and balls to the air. Around 1:30am we were all good and tipsy so we started to wrestle naked on the floor. Taking turns with dad as the referee. I got to touch, grab, and grope Tim, Mike and in the final match between us younger guys, Mark. I was sure to feel his massive cock and balls when I could. We both tried hard, but Mark was just able to beat me. I could have swore he was a little plumped up as we parted after he pinned me. Dad decided to challenge the winner Mark to what was know as the family championship. Dad and uncle James had been trading off that honor for years. Whenever we would have a family gathering we’d all have a wresting tournament and it always ended with one of them as champion, though it was always clothed before. Mark tried his hardest to beat dad, but the man had the height, weight, and experience on his side. Not to mention dad was fresh and Mark had just wrestled 3 times. Dad got him pinned pretty quickly. But gave him a hug after and told him how well he had done. Then hugged the rest of us. Not long after that mom, who must of woke up and realized dad wasn’t in bed, yelled down from the top of the steps to the basement, “Samson Smith Kincaid Sr get your hairy ass up here. It’s past time for you to be in bed. You’re too old to be up half the night with those kids!” We all busted out laughing at dad getting in trouble. He flipped us all the bird as he slipped in his boxers and walked upstairs. ”Yes honey pot I am coming up now.” He replied as he started climbing the stairs. We stayed up for a little while longer and passed around a bottle of whiskey. taking and telling stories of times past. Old college conquests and funny stories from our youth. Finally around 3 am we decided it be best to go to bed. Tim and Dennis decided they were too drunk to drive back to their hotel in the next town over and each took one of the two sofas in the den. Mike got them some spare blankets and pillows we keep in the closet down there. Mike, Mark, and I all slipped on our underwear and walked up stairs to the second floor where the bedrooms were. We tried to be as quiet we could. As we walked by mom and dad’s room (which was all on the same hall so we had to pass to get to ours) we could tell by the moans they weren’t asleep. We all giggled and headed down the hall to our rooms. We came to Mikes door first and he offered Mark to share his bed but he also admitted I had the king bed (since my room had become the room designated for visitors) and he only had a queen. Mark made a comment about sharing a bed with either of us “tall fucks” but said he’d share with me since the bed was bigger. Mike said good night and went into his room. Me and mark walked the short way to my room. As we entered mark kicked off his underwear and crawled into bed. Seeing his jacked body covered in ginger hair move so gracefully, even while drunk, and that huge massive cock bounce as he moved made me spring a semi. Then I saw his ass, which rivaled Dennis’s, as he moved to get into bed and it really went full tent. I told him I was going to the bathroom to which he just mumbled a response. I practically ran to the bathroom and closed the door only to see through Mike’s open door him jerking his rock hard dick. He was just a bit shorter than me at 8 inches to my 8.5 inches but look to be thicker. His balls moved back and forth with his jerking motion as he stood at the end of his bed. “Oh damn big bro, I didn’t realized the door was open. I had to jerk off so bad since Beth hasn’t put out in a month I forgot to close the door.” He said once he noticed me as he continued stroking but at a slower pace. After a second I snapped out of my shock and replied, “It’s ok man. It’s not the first time I have seen you jerk off. If you remember you even once let me suck that cock.” I said, my drunk brain recalling our past youthful experimenting. “Yea, you tried to mouth it a few times. But I hope you got a lot better because you really sucked at it and I am sure that’s a bad thing for a gay guy!” he chuckled. My booze soaked brain saw the opening. “Well it was my first dick and I have gotten a lot better. But I’d have to show you to redeem my good cock sucker card now that you have insulted my skills.” “Is that so? Many a women and even a few men have sucked it since you have last and not many have done well, and only one has deepthroated it. You up to the challenge big bro?” He said throwing the proverbial gauntlet at my feet. I didn’t say anything, I walked into his room closing the door behind me and moved to face him and then bent my head and started to kiss his neck and chest. One of my hands playing with his hard nipple as the other took hold of his rock solid cock with the other. It was heavy and warm and thick. His body heat was radiating off him. He began to very quietly moan as he put his hand on the back of my head and played with my hair. His other hand he put behind himself to brace himself with the bed frame. I moved my mouth down to his nipples, which turned out to be wired to his dick, and I started to lick and suck and nibble them as I continued to stroke his massive hog. His moans remained quiet but grew more persistent. I could tell he was being quiet so we didn’t get caught. I kissed my way down his chest over his stomach and down to his pubes. Sticking my face in his pubes I took a depth breath. He smelled like man, masculine with a hint of musk. I then kissed around the base of his dick and stated to lick his balls. All while continuing to stroke his dick which was leaking massive amounts of precum. When I took one of his massive balls in my mouth he muttered a very low “fuck” and his dick jumped in my hand. I worked his balls for a few minutes, getting them nice and wet, as I continued to stroke him. His precum provided plenty of lube so I could stroke him with a firm grip. I then moved from his balls up to the tip of his dick, being sure to look him in the eyes as I licked a gob of precum from his slit. This treated me with another mouthed “fuck” in response. I kept eye contact with him as I took his fat precum covered head into my warm wet mouth and began to flick my tongue over the top of it. This made his eyes roll back and his cock jumped in my mouth providing a fresh batch of precum which I swallowed down. I then started my decent on his dick. As I said before I have had lots of experience and had taught myself to have virtually no gag reflex. It took about 4 strokes with my mouth to take his full length down my throat. When my nose hit his pubes he moaned and his hand came to the back of my head. He just left his hand on the back of my head as I started to work his dick. I used all my skills, tongue tricks, and such to drive him crazy all while my hands played with his balls and taint. I never once used my hand on his dick after I swallowed him to the base. I wanted my mouth and throat to make him cum. Just as I was about to really go to town and try to bring him to climax he took a firmer grip on my head and whispers to me that he was going to face fuck me and proceeded to drill my throat. His hips were strong and he really abused my throat with his strokes. But I loved feeling him hit the back over of my mouth and forcing it down my throat over and over again. Within minutes I tasted his load on my tongue as he back stroked out of my throat. He started to shallow stroke only going half in as huge spurt after spurt of cum shoot on my tongue and in the back of my mouth. His seed tasted delicious and there was so much of it. On his last spurt he again buried himself balls deep in my throat. I had not even touched myself but my hard dick had escaped my boxers through the slit in the front and was now shooting my toxic poz load all over the floor by my brothers feet as I swallowed his sweet neg load. I got to my feet after I knew I had swallowed every drop and his dick was once again soft. As I came face to face with him he kissed me on the lips softly and then pulled me into a hug. Our soft spent cock rubbed together as he whispered into my ears “Thank you! I need that so bad big bro. It’s the best bj I have ever had. You have your great cock sucker card back.” We both laughed at that as we pulled apart. I said back softly, “Anytime little bro after all that’s what I am here for to help my little bro out!” He smiled gave me one more hug and kiss on my lips to thank me as he we parted. He climbed into bed and I walked to my room through the shared bath leaving both doors open. Mark was asleep and snoring. I took off my boxers, using them to wipe off the last of my charged seed from my cock, and climbed into bed. I got into place under the covers with my back against Mark’s. I felt his steady breathing as I closed eyes and fell asleep. ———————- That’s another chapter done. I will have the next chapter up shortly as I have it already planned out but this was getting too long. Don’t worry, Smith will be depositing toxic babies in neg ass on the next chapter, I promise!

Dan woke up in his dimly lit apartment, the sunlight filtering through the blinds casting long shadows across the room. His body felt heavy, weighed down by a fever that had been lingering for days. A throbbing headache pulsed behind his eyes, and fatigue clung to him like a second skin. He reached for his phone, his fingers trembling as he typed out a message to Jason. "Hey, I’m feeling worse. Fever, headache, fatigue. Could this be… you know?" The response came quickly, Jason’s casual tone belying the gravity of the situation. "Might be. I’ll come over and check you out. Stay put." Less than an hour later, there was a knock at the door. Dan dragged himself up, his body protesting every movement. He opened the door to find Jason standing there, his athletic frame filling the doorway, his brown eyes assessing Dan with a mixture of concern and something darker, something Dan couldn’t quite place. “You look like shit,” Jason said bluntly, stepping inside. “Let’s see what’s going on.” Dan sat on the edge of the bed, his body trembling with a mix of illness and anticipation. Jason knelt in front of him, his hands gently probing Dan’s lymph nodes, his touch clinical yet intimate. “Based on what you’ve told me, it’s possible,” Jason said, his voice low. “But I’d be more certain if I could… get a better look inside.” Dan’s heart raced. He knew what Jason was suggesting, and despite feeling like death, a heat stirred in his groin. “What do you mean?” Jason’s eyes locked onto Dan’s, his expression unreadable. “Your hole. If it’s as hot as I think it is, it’ll confirm my suspicion.” Dan swallowed hard, his mind racing. He was sick, vulnerable, and yet the idea of Jason’s cock inside him was undeniably arousing. “Okay,” he whispered, his voice hoarse. Jason nodded, his expression softening slightly. “Good boy. Keep using the poppers. It’ll help.” Dan reached for the bottle of poppers on the nightstand, inhaling deeply as Jason moved behind him. He felt Jason’s hands on his hips, guiding him to his knees, his ass exposed. The room spun slightly, but the poppers sharpened his senses, heightening his awareness of Jason’s presence behind him. “Relax,” Jason murmured, his breath warm against Dan’s ear. “This won’t take long.” Dan felt Jason’s fingers press against his hole, slick with lube, slowly pushing inside. He gasped, his body tense but yielding. Jason’s touch was firm yet gentle, preparing him with deliberate care. “You’re tight,” Jason remarked, his voice thick with desire. “But you’ll take it. Won’t you?” Dan nodded, his breath coming in short gasps. “Yes.” Jason stepped back momentarily, the sound of a lube bottle being opened echoing in the quiet room. Dan felt Jason’s hands on his hips again, guiding him into position. Then, he felt the head of Jason’s cock press against his entrance, thick and insistent. “Ready?” Jason asked, his voice a low growl. “Yes,” Dan whispered, his body aching with need. Jason thrust forward, his cock sliding inside Dan’s hole with a slow, deliberate motion. Dan moaned, the sensation overwhelming—a mix of pain and pleasure that sent shivers through his body. “Fuck, you’re hot,” Jason groaned, his voice strained. “Just like I thought.” Dan felt tears prick at the corners of his eyes, his body trembling with the effort of staying still. Jason began to move, his thrusts gentle but insistent, his cock filling Dan completely. “This confirms it,” Jason said, his breath hot against Dan’s neck. “You’re converting. And I’m gonna make sure you feel it.” Dan’s mind fogged with arousal, his body responding despite his illness. He felt Jason’s cock thrust deeper, the heat in his hole intensifying with every movement. “Fuck, Jason,” Dan gasped, his voice breaking. “I can’t… I can’t take much more.” “Just a little longer,” Jason murmured, his thrusts becoming more urgent. “Let me feel you take it all.” Dan clenched his fists, his body arching slightly as Jason’s cock drove into him. He felt Jason’s breath quicken, his movements becoming more frantic. “Gonna cum,” Jason groaned, his voice raw. “Gonna fill you up, boy.” Dan’s eyes widened as he felt Jason’s cock twitch inside him, hot streams of cum flooding his hole. He moaned, his body trembling with the force of it, the sensation overwhelming. “Good boy,” Jason whispered, pulling out slowly. “Now rest. You need it.” Dan collapsed onto the bed, his body spent, his mind reeling. He felt Jason’s hand on his shoulder, a brief moment of tenderness before Jason left the room. When Dan woke again, the sunlight had shifted, casting the room in a softer glow. He felt a presence beside him and turned to see Jimmy sitting on the edge of the bed, his green eyes sparkling with a mix of amusement and satisfaction. “Welcome to the club,” Jimmy said, his voice laced with sarcasm. “Congratulations on your conversion.” Dan’s heart raced as he processed Jimmy’s words. “You… you knew?” Jimmy smirked. “Of course. Jason and I don’t keep secrets from each other. Especially not about this.” Dan felt a surge of arousal, his body responding despite his exhaustion. “Jimmy… I want you to… to cum in my poz hole.” Jimmy’s smirk widened, his eyes darkening with desire. “Gladly.” Jimmy moved swiftly, his hands guiding Dan back onto his knees. Dan felt Jimmy’s cock press against his hole, thick and insistent, and he gasped as it slid inside. “You’re still hot,” Jimmy remarked, his voice thick with lust. “Feels good, doesn’t it?” Dan moaned, his body arching slightly as Jimmy began to thrust, his cock filling him completely. “Fuck, Jimmy,” Dan gasped, his voice hoarse. “Harder.” Jimmy complied, his thrusts becoming more forceful, his cock driving into Dan’s hole with relentless intensity. Dan felt his body respond, his hole clenching around Jimmy’s cock, milking it for every drop. “Gonna cum,” Jimmy groaned, his voice strained. “Gonna mark you as mine.” Dan’s eyes widened as he felt Jimmy’s cock twitch inside him, hot streams of cum flooding his hole. He moaned, his body trembling with the force of it, the sensation overwhelming. “Good boy,” Jimmy whispered, pulling out slowly. “You’ve earned it.” Dan collapsed onto the bed, his body spent, his mind reeling. He felt Jimmy’s hand on his back, a brief moment of connection before Jimmy stood and left the room. Lying there, Dan felt the weight of the moment settle over him. The lines between desire, risk, and consequence had blurred, leaving him with more questions than answers. He closed his eyes, the warmth of Jimmy’s cum still pooling inside him, and let the silence envelop him. What had he become? And was it what he truly wanted? The answers would have to wait. For now, he was content to drift, his body heavy, his mind adrift in a sea of uncertainty and desire.

Chapter 2 I woke up early just after sunrise. My room faced the east so I laid in bed on my back naked with my body being bathed in warm sun. Of course I had a raging hard on and out of habit I reached down to grab it. My fat 8.5 in cut dick was firm and warm from the sun. I started to stroke it as I reached my other hand down to play with my heavy balls. I began to precum almost immediately. I always precam a lot! I used my finger to swipe a bit of my juice from the head of my cock and tasted it! I always loved the taste of my own cum, but ever since I became poz I loved it even more! As I started reaching back toward my straining cock I remembered I had plans later that morning to bred my soon to be brother in law, Steven. I took a quick picture of my hard cock in all it glory and sent it to Steven with the message, “it woke up ready for you!” I didn’t expect a reply as it was early and most people weren’t the morning person I was. I got up and threw on a jock and some gym clothes and quietly snuck out of the house for my run. I’d always loved running in the early morning on the country roads around our house. It was early fall so the weather was cool and the wind was the prefect breeze. I ran past several fields, some with barren land were crops were not long ago and some with farm animals. I ran for an hour and got back to the house to see my dad walking down stairs in his boxers and robe (which wasn’t fully closed) yawning. This was his normal morning outfit so it wasn’t a shock, nor was the massive bulge that swung and bounced under the thin layer of his boxers. I have known where I got my big dick genes from since I first looked at his bulge as a horny teen going through puberty. I also knew my brother got that gene too. “Good morning Sammy (my dads pet name for me since I was a infant), hope your run was good” he said as he pulled me into one of his familiar bear hugs and kissed me on my head. I could feel his massive cock lay against my abs. “It was good dad, I missed running around here. It so beautiful!” I replied as I hugged him back. “Okay let me go you big old bear I am sweaty and gross.” “Ah a sweaty man is a good thing, at least your mom tells me that after we get sweaty” he chortled as he released me. He always like to try and embarrass us like that, it’s a dads jobs I guess. However, we kids had learned over the years to dish it back and not get grossed out by it. “Yea, the men I send home sweaty also say they love it” I replied with a wink and walked away to hear him chuckling as he walked to the kitchen for coffee. “Get a shower and be down in 20 mins for breakfast their lover boy” dad told me as I reached the bottom of the stairs. I walked into the bathroom to find my naked brother, Mike, just out of the shower shaving in the mirror. His long plump soft shaft laying over his balls, which were not as big as mine but still large. He gave me the nod and told me the shower was all mine. I thanked him and stripped right there beside him and threw my sweaty clothes into the hamper. This was normal for us, neither of us wore clothes in our rooms or our shared bathroom. House rule was at least boxers or shorts when downstairs as long as no vistors were there or expected. When mom and our sister Mary were out, then we, including dad, walked around buck naked. As I got into the shower I glanced at my brothers ass. It was nice as it had always been. Not as muscled as mine but still well defined and bubbly. Luckily he wasn’t looking in the mirror and didn’t see my dick jump as I looked. I closed the curtain and started the shower. Luckily we had a on demand water heater system so we were never out of hot water. It felt amazing cleaning my body of sweat and grime. I let the warm water wash over me for a few minutes then took the loofah and squirted the body wash onto it. Mom always had the shower and bathroom stocked so we didn’t have to bring that stuff home when we visited. I got cleaned up and got out of the shower. Mike was gone, so used the mirror to shave quickly and brush my teeth. Then went to my room and got dressed in gym shorts and an old comfortable t shirt (no underwear). I put on some sandals and grabbed my keys, phone, and wallet. I check my phone as I walked downstairs to see a message back from Steven with a drooling emoji and then a picture of his own hard dick. I walked into the kitchen as mom was laying the last food plater on the table. Dad came behind her and gave her a hug and kiss on the neck as he passed then took his seat. Mom sat down and Mike was already in his seat. I joined in my regular seat as well. We spent the next 45 mins eating, talking, laughing, and just being a family. As we cleared the table and put the dishes in the dishwasher I let them know I was going to go into town and walk around. Maybe see a few old buddies while out. Dad had some work he had to go do at a job site this morning that couldn’t wait till next week after the wedding and mom had to go a few towns over to pick up a few things so they both said it was fine. Mike was also previously engaged so I didn’t have to worry about him tagging along. Dad gave me the keys to the his old truck that my parents keep as a spare in case they needed it. I kiss mom and hugged dad goodbye and was out the door with 15 minutes to spare till I was to meet Steven. The drive to town was only 10 mins. The town was small, a pizza place, a gas station, small local pharmacy and grocery store combo, the local doctors office, the two schools (elementary and the middle/high school which were combined) that were also feeder schools for the local villages around, and the park with the athletic fields. I waved to a few familiar faces as I made my way through town and toward the park. I didn’t see a stranger which was comforting in a way. I got to the parking lot next to the baseball fields and saw a jeep wrangler already parked in the lot. I walked up to the storage building and Steven was standing by the door wearing a pair of holey jeans and a Braves t shirt. “Hey Steven, how are you this morning?” I greeted “Good, glad to be out of the house. Mom and Beth are driving me crazy. They can’t talk about anything but the wedding. Poor dad keeps getting sent on runs here there and every where for last minute “emergencies”. Luckily they didn’t even look up from whatever wedding related thing they were reviewing when I told them I was going to go out for a bit.” He replied as I unlocked the metal door to the big old white block building. “Yea, I am glad not to have to worry about that stuff. I planned the bachelor party for tomorrow (Saturday) night which was all I was assigned to do thankfully. I even pretended to agree to Beth’s rules when she asked me about it. By the way don’t tell her what is going on with that. She knows we will be at “The Barn” (a bar the next town over) but she doesn’t know we have the private area or about the entertainment I am bringing in from the city.” I said as I closed the door behind use, locked it, and led Steven back toward the area where the football tackling matts were kept. “Oh I won’t. They don’t even know I am a bi pig. So I am good at keeping naughty secrets from them.” Steven said with a wink as he closed the space between us and reached his hand up to grab my neck and pull me down to him for a kiss. It was a hot wet kiss with lots of tongue and spit. As we made out, we both stripped down to nothing. He was standing there hard as a rock, 7 fat inch of pink meat swaying as we moved. I felt all over his hairy body and played with his nipples as he surprisingly moved his hands to my ass and started to play with my hole. He was definitely taking the role as the aggressor. Pushing me down to the mat and covering me with his warm body, his hard cock dripping precum on my abs as we continued to make out. He moved from my mouth to my neck to my ears to my chest and nipples then down to my abs. I was solid as rock by the time he got to my V and the base of my dick. He jerked my big 8.5 in fat dick and spit on it jerking it as he continued to kiss around the base of my dick and then my balls. He sucked my big balls into his mouth one by one as he stroked me. That was followed by him kiss below my heavy balls, tasting my taint and making me moan. He pulled himself back to where he was face to face with me and had a very dominating look in his eyes. “I doubt you expected that I am a top or that I am a dom. But I am going to stretch your tight raw boy hole out with my beer can fat dick and flood your ass with my seed.” He said I was very surprised by this new Steven and really turned on. Most men wanted me to top when they saw me and I loved when one put me in my place. It wasn’t ideal for pozzing, but I was too hard and my hole too hungry to care about that right now. “No sir I didn’t expect that. But I will do whatever sir wants me too so I can please him” I said as my dick leaked a huge load of precum. ”Good boy. Now let me tell you how we are going to do this since we don’t have much time. You are going to sit on my face so I can eat your boy hole as you suck me. Get me wet because we won’t be using any lube. Then I am going to bend you over these mats and drill your raw ass doggy style till I flood you with my cum.” He commanded. I immediately flipped us and got into position. His tongue was warm and wet and thick. He used it expertly on my hole. He definitely was one of the best rimmers I had ever encountered. I loved him munching on my tight warm poz hole. I had trained how not to have a gag reflex and went to town on his very thick 7 in dick. It was cut and had a nice mushroom head. It was a challenge not because of it’s length but its girth. But in no time I was swallowing him to the root. We were both moaning hard. “Fuck boy, you really know how to suck dick. And this hole is prefect. It’s tight, has just enough hair, and tastes delicious. I can’t wait to stretch your ass open!” He told me. I pulled off his cock long enough to reply “Oh sir it is very tight for you. I make sure to keep it that way for big raw dick like yours sir!” I went back to my sucking and felt his finger enter my hole. First one, then two, finally three. The whole time Steven is telling me about how nice my hole is, how he will own it. He also started to slap my bubble butt with his other hand. He gave me a good hard swat, “Ok boy it’s time to fuck you!” I moved into position. Bent over the mats slightly crouched so his dick would line up with me. This wasn’t my first short king to own my hole so I knew what to do. I arched my back and looked behind me as he lined his very hard wet thick dick up with my hole. “I hope you are ready boy, because I am poz and I am going to fuck my toxic babies into you ass!!” Steven said with a devilish smirk on his face as he forced his fat raw mushroom head into my hole. I was so surprised I wasn’t ready for him to enter and the pop and stretch hurt and made me almost jump. But I keep in position like a good sub. I relaxed my hole and pushed out to allow more of his big fat raw apparently poz dick to enter my hole. “Fuck your so big and thick sir! I am not on prep and not even negative. I am a toxic pig just like you. Have been for years. I love taking new strains!” I replied as he now had over half his massive hog in my hole. “Yea I knew that. When I told Kenny (the guy that pozzed me) I was going to a wedding in bum fuck no where and the name of the town he realized it was where you were from. He asked who Beth was marrying and he recognized your brother from the picture I showed him. He told me you were one of his first poz sons. He wanted me to surprise you!” Steven said as he got his dick fully in my hole. After I moaned at the feeling of being so full and my prostate being stimulated so well I replied, “Oh I forgot your college is in the same city Kenny lives in now sir. He is a hot fucking man and this is defiantly something he would do. How did you meet him?” “I meet him when he was the third at a thing I was invited too. It was almost a year ago. We tagged the guy that set it up and as we walked out together we hit it off. It only took a few weeks for him to convince me to bottom for him. Then when I got sick he took care of me walked me through the conversion and has been opening my horizons since. But you know that part, after all you been through it.” Steven explained as he started to stroke in and out of my tight raw poz hole. His toxic precum filling me as he did. “Fuck your big poz dick feels so good in me sir! I want you to flood my hole with your charged cum so bad!” I moaned as I started to back up in his fat cock faster and faster. “Fuck yes you pig, take my fat poz dick like the slut you are boy! Take that toxic fucking cock!” He continued to dirty talk me as he picked up speed and intensity. Slamming hard into my ass as I push into him just as hard. I was surprised he could take me throwing my ass back so hard with how short and thin he is. But he knew how to keep his stance and take it while still pounding back. Kenny, or whoever, had taught him well. After about 15 minute of this intense pounding, with the air full of dirty words and moans Steven growled, “Get ready for this toxic fucking load bitch!” “Yes, recharge me!! Flood me!!!” I panted as I felt him unload a huge load balls deep in me. Depositing his strain into me to mix with my own. I started went too stroke my hard leaking cock when Steven stopped me. He turned me around and sat me on the mat as he went to his knees. “I want to swallow your poz load boy.” Is all he said before he took half my big fat dick in his mouth. I could only moan as he worked my pole with expertise most men, let alone a 20 year old, don’t have. It only took a few minutes before I was shooting load after load down his throat. He kept sucking me even after I was done cumming until I started to soften. When he pulled my now almost fully soft dick from his mouth he came up and laid beside me. He pulled me into a gentle kiss. We cuddled and kissed for a while. Our cuddles were interrupted when we heard his phone go off in his pants on the floor. He got up and answered it. I could tell it was Beth on the line. It was a short conversation. He hung up and turned to me, “This was so fucking hot! When Kenny told me you were gay and that you were a poz pig that liked to be dominated I didn’t believe him. But fuck I am glad he was right!” ”Yea he should know since he made me the pig I am today. So do you bottom for him often? I know you said you were top.” I asked as I followed his lead and started getting dressed. “No, I only been fuck by 3 guys. The first two in high school so I don’t count those and then twice by Kenny to make sure his strain took. We are actually boyfriends as of a few weeks ago. We have an only play together rule and get bottoms to tag a lot. We have exceptions for special circumstance like this.” He replied as he finished dressing by zipping up his pants. “Well I am going to have to yell at him for not telling me finally agreed to a bf. He hasn’t had one in years. I am glad it’s a fellow pig like you.” ”Me too. Next time he comes to visit you I will tag along and we can both own that ass! I would say I’d fuck you again this weekend, but with everything going on I don’t think we will have time to sneak away again.” He said before he pulled me down for another kiss. ”I totally get it. And I won’t do anything around Beth or anyone else. I know you said you were closeted about being bi. I respect that.” I told Steven after he finished kissing me. “Sounds good. Now I need to run and help dad with something before Beth goes bridzilla on us.” He laughed as we walked toward the door. “Well you have fun dealing with that. I will see you at the bachelor party tomorrow.” I replied as he walked toward his jeep and I locked up the building. Mike had texted me to pick up a pizza and a 6 pack of beer while I was in town for lunch and bring it back for us since both mom and dad were going to be gone. There was a game on he wanted to watch with beer and pizza. I stopped at the gas station and got the beer then swung by the pizza shop and got the pizza. The shops owner almost swallowed his tongue when he saw me but I played it cool till I got out of the shop and into my car where I laughed at how awkward he was clearly remembering how much he loved my dick up his “straight” married hole. The drive home was uneventful and when I walked into the house Mike was on the sofa in boxers watching the game. I brought the beer and pizza over, took my shirt and sandals off, and sat beside him. We sat close enough that bare legs touched. But that was usual we always sat close. Every time he reached forward to get a slice of pizza his dick tip would fall out of his boxers to my delight. Midway through the game we started to rough house. It ended with him holding me down on the floor with my neck in an arm lock and him behind me. I felt his rock hard cock in my ass crack through my shorts. I told him to get his dick out of my ass and he laughed but let me up. Many times when we had wrestled before that happened. But I knew it meant nothing. It was just a body reflex. Which my brother confirmed when he said sorry he hadn’t got any in a week. I told him it wasn’t a big deal. His 8-9 in fat cock was hanging out of his boxer’s slit when we separated and as he sat down he pushed it back in his boxers. We sat just as close as before and continued to shit talk each other and watch the game. Dad came home later soon after and stripped to his boxers to join us. Mike best friends and my fellow groomsmen joined us around 5. They both had to work (remote) so they had been at the hotel the next town over in their rooms working all day. They had not stayed for dinner last night because they needed to go to the hotel and get caught up after helping with the set up most the day. They joined us in watching tv and also stripping to boxers. It was good to catch up with them since we didn’t get a chance to last night. When mom got home around 6, she told us all to get pants on as our sister Mary and her husband Tom along with Uncle James and cousin Mark would be there soon. We all got dressed and then split up to help with the different chores need to be done. Mike and his friends helped set the table, I helped dad with the stakes mom brought , and mom worked on home making the sides. All four arrived at the same time and there was a round of hugs and kisses. At 7:30 we all sat down crowded around the table in the dinning room and had a good meal. As I sat there listening to all my family talk and joke, with Steven’s poz toxic cum still in me, I reflected on how much I have enjoyed my visit home so far. —————— Thats the end of the chapter. We will see what Smith gets up to (or who he gets into) in the next chapter. Thank you for all the positive feedback. I hope you all enjoyed this chapter just as much!

Part 1 It is early Thursday morning and I am finishing packing my bag for the visit back home. This trip is for my brother’s wedding, for which I am his best man. My flight is in a few hours taking me from the big city life I have been living for the last 6 years (4 in college and now 2 working) back to my rural home town where the population of the whole town is less then the number of people that live with in a block of my apartment. I wouldn’t say I hate visiting home, but I will say there is definitely a reason I moved across the country for college and stayed there. Being gay in small town American is not fun. By the way, I am Samson but I go by Smith (my middle name). I am 24 years old, 6’2 and lean with good muscle definition and six pack abs. I have short light brown hair and green eyes. I was blessed with a nice fat 8.5 in dick (cut) that has a set of heavy balls hanging below them and a nice bubble butt (with a tight hole). I got lucky with genetics but I also workout 6 days a week. I have the boy next door look going for me and lots of times people are surprised to find out I am gay. They are even more surprised when they find out I am kinky toxic poz pig. When I got to college I really embraced my gayness and fucked and got fucked as much as I could. It started out safe but quickly changed to me becoming a raw only guy. My first raw fuck happened about a month into school when I was tipsy at a party and didn’t have a condom but had a perfect twink hole in front of me. He wanted it and I couldn’t resist. I ended up nutting in him as he begged for my cum. That was pretty much the end of condoms for me. I wasn’t on prep because I didn’t want to use my insurance that I got through my parents to pay for it and then they see it and my mom to go crazy about me having unprotected sex. Plus it was a hassle and I like all guys that age thought I was invisible. I got knocked up by a senior frat guy (Kenny) the begining of my sophomore year. We had meet in the college gym a few days after the year began. I noticed him when I entered the gym. He was tall, very fit, super handsome mixed guy with a little more muscle than me. I thought he was straight even after asked me about my workout and then asked to do the rest of our workout together. As we showered after our work out I tied, key work there, to sneakily get a look at his meat. It was big, fat, uncut and the same caramel color as the rest of his skin with a small bush of hair above the base of his dick. It hung heavy over his balls and made my mouth water. It had to of been 5 in soft. Well he caught me and called me out for looking. I tried to apologize. He told me the only way he would accept my apology is if I followed him home and let him own my hole. Of course I said yes. We finished up our shower and walked to his frat house. We went straight up to his room and starting making out right away, stripping each others of our clothes the minute the door closed. He had me sit on his face to eat my hole as I sucked on his now 9in fat uncut dick. After a while he bent me over the bed and worked that monster into my ass slowly. Inch by inch. We didn’t discuss status or even think of condoms. He bottomed out and then sat there as he kissed my back, neck, and ear. After I adjusted to his monster dick he fucked me hard and deep with long strokes. Making me moan as he stretched me open and his dick hit my prostate. He was the first person to open my second hole too. That felt so good when he did it. He fucked me for a long time in multiple positions. He deposited his cum I me 3 times that afternoon. Then we cuddled naked and watched some sports on his tv till I had to head home to do my assignment. After that we became fuck buddies. A couple months later when I got sick with flu like symptoms he told me I should go test and went to the appointment with me. When it came back I was positive he helped me get home as I was a mess. After I clammed down and realized it wasn’t the end of the world I asked him how he knew I could have gotten HIV. He told me he knew because he was poz, had been for a while, and not started on meds. That sent me into a bit of frenzy but he managed to talk me down. He then planted the seeds of the gifting/chasing poz fetish in my brain. With his help my horizons expanded from vanilla sex to freaky kinky piggy sex. He also convinced me not to go on meds. I also never told my family about my infection. I figured they didn’t need to know or worry. By the time Kenny graduated I was a pozzing pig like him, he even got me to help him stealth poz a freshman the night before his graduation. He taught me so much. It was sad he moved away, but we still see each other and fuck at least once a year when he visits the city. But back to the present, I visit home 2-3 times a year and it’s always nice to see my parents, brother, and sister. But by the end of my trip I am definitely ready to leave. Me and my brother are the only ones in my family that have lived outside our southern conservative state, let alone outside a 20 mile radius of our small town. After he finished college last year my brother, Mike who is 23, and his soon to be wife, Beth also 23, moved back home and set up house to live out her perfect family with the picket fence fantasy. My brother is pretty chill and Beth is alright but a little to stepford wannabe for me. But as long as he is happy, I am behind him. I order my Lyft to the airport. A few minutes later a nice lady pulled up and we chatted as she took me to the airport. The trip through security and boarding went smooth. The whole flight the hot twink flight attendant flirted with me, giving me his number before we got off the plane. I flew into the nearest city to my home town which was still a 2 hours from my home. He whispered to me he had the next 3 days off and he lived here a little outside the city. He was about half way from the airport to my parents place. I figured it be a good get away to go and pump his hole full of my toxic babies if my family got to be to much. I texted his number and told him I was in town for a wedding but if I had time I would let him know. He was very happy about the possibility and sent me some hot pics of him naked and his nice ass and sweet pink hole. I sent back a few choice pics to him. I went into the airport and my uncle James was there to pick me up. “Hey there bud, hope the flight was good. Your Dad is busy with the set up in the barn for the reception (we no longer had horses so it was repurposed for family gatherings and events) and your mom is still cleaning house. So they sent me to get you.” He said as he wrapped me in a hug and then lead me to baggage claim. He was the same height as me but much bulkier. He was very much the muscle head guy. Had a home gym and worked out religiously. He would be a muscle bear if he were gay. We chatted more and caught up as we got my bags and walked to the truck. The conversation continued as we drove home with the occasional spaces of comfortable silence. When we got to the house Mike and 4 other guys were outside the barn unloading chairs from a truck. I realized the guys were the rest of his groomsmen. There was our cousin Mark, two of Mike’s best college friends Tim and Dennis, and Beth’s brother Steven (who I had only meet a few times but got major closeted vibes from). I got out of the truck and said hello to everyone , hugging my brother and cousin and shaking hands with the rest. I told them I would help after I got my stuff in the house. As I turned around to get my luggage my dad (who is a bear of a man at 6’5 with a beer belly and arms as strong as iron he got from working construction) wrapped me in a hug and kissed me on the cheek. He never failed to show affection to his sons like other blue collar guys here in the south did. Which I loved because there was almost no better place to be than in one of his bear hugs, it always made life better. He welcomed me home and then in his true fashion told me to grab some chairs and come help set up. I was about to tell him I need to take my luggage in and say hi to mom when she walked up giving me a hug then sticking her cheek out for a kiss, which I gladly did. She told me we’d catch up later and that she and James would take my bags in then he would bring out some ice tea and help us finish up. We spent the next few hours getting things set up and making sure the barn was ready for the coming festivities. All of us cutting up like a group of jocks and frat brothers would. I was included in on the ribbing and joking. They had no problem teasing me, even if about gay sex. We all would bash back and forth. One interesting thing that happened as we were setting up was that Steven (who was 20 only about 5’8 and very hairy - think otterish) would find ways to “accidentally” rub up against me. His ass against my hand, his crotch against my ass, even crotch to crotch once. When it happen he’d give me a quick devilish smile and move on. In that moment I knew I’d have him before I left. After the work was done we all went up to the house and Dad started to get dinner ready, he was the better cook between him and mom, plus he enjoyed it more so he did the majority of the cooking. We all helped around the house with the chores mom set us to do as dinner was cooking. Finally sitting down to eat around 6. Well all of us minus Steven who went to Mike and Beth’s place to be with their family for dinner. Mike was staying here until after the wedding so he “didn’t see the bride” before the big day. My sister Mary and her husband Tom (both in late 20s) couldn’t make it over that night as both were working night shift. But this was their last night working before the wedding so we’d see them tomorrow afternoon after they got off work and had a nap. After dinner we helped clean up and uncle James and Mark went home. Dad, mom, Mike, and I sat and talked and caught up. It was almost like we were kids. Dad, Mark, and I even moved the furniture back and wrestled like we used to. All of us went to state in our weight classes in high school and nightly practices were common back then. It was more fun then those practices because this time as it was just a us having a few beers and playing around. Of course dad beat us both. Me and Mark tied pretty much. Then we both tried to surprise attack dad together but he showed us he still had it and took us both down. We were all laughing hard, even mom, as he stood above us flexing his huge arms with his shirt off and his big hairy chest heaving imitating the “wrestlers” on tv. Even for a guy in his 50s he was built and strong as he’d ever been. We settled down after that and all watched a little tv. Then I excused myself to my room around 10. As I was stripping down in the bathroom me and Mark shared growing up (Jack n’ Jill style with a door to each bedroom) I looked at my phone for the first time since I got to the farm. The twink flight attendant had sent a few more texts including a few vids of him getting drilled raw which was hot. There was also a few texts from friends wanting to make weekend plans (which I reminded them I was out of town). But the most interesting was from Steven. He had sent me a message (he must of got my number from Beth) that told me he was glad to see me again. Followed by a full frontal nude of him in what I pretty sure was the guest bathroom at Mike’s house. He was not skinny but not fat just a flat belly and some muscle on him but not a lot. He had a hairy chest, happy trail and a big bush above a half hard dick. With his beard and shaggy hair he was a text book definition of an otter. He followed it up with, “I hope to be able to show you this in person before the weekend is out” I responded with a pic of me standing there half hard in my boxers with my dick head poking out of the boxer’s slit replying, “Oh we will have to make that happen! Let’s talk about it tomorrow morning. Meet me at Well’s park in the morning around 9. There is a storage building there by the ballfields that has a spot in it we can play.” I had used that building a lot for hookups growing up and even as recently as the last time I visited when I took a load from a hot local married daddy who didn’t recognize me but I knew was the owner of the local pizza place. It was the prefect place to fuck. I had the key from when I was a player on the baseball team but also helped coach with the equipment. I pretended I lost the key and continued to use it for visits home. Steven replied and agreed to meet me within 3 minutes. He asked for directions to the park and where the ball fields were so I sent him the information and told him to ready for a hot fuck. His only response was a picture of his fully hard beer can thick 7 in dick dripping cum. My dick jumped with anticipation!! I was so hard thinking about pozzing my soon to be brother in law I came within 3 mins of jerking my dick in the shower. Then laid down and fell asleep in seconds. —————————————— Thank you all for reading. This will be multiple chapters. This first chapter was mainly to set the backstory and get what’s to come ready. Don’t worry there will be more in depth sex in the coming chapters. Hope you all like it!

Looking back, I see now that when we initially met he wasn't just asking questions. It was more of an interview. I'm a bi-bottom in a fairly small town which makes meeting a guy for MM sex a very rare thing. I was checking my mail one day and there was a response from a MM sex site on which I had a profile. I clicked the link and found a guy who was my age. He lived about an hour away but had bought some farmland and a farm house very close to my house. His profile didn't have a face picture, but it did have one of his cock. And damn, what a cock. Looked to be a good eight inches and very thick. The profile also said he was a strictly a top. It sounded too good to be true. I answered his e-mail and we exchanged a few messages over the next few days. He asked quite a few questions before agreeing to meet me. It sounded like he was really concerned our our meeting would be discrete, which I liked. He was in town the next weekend and agreed to meet me in a parking lot and talk before going any further. I very nervously drove to the place and waited only a minute before his truck turned in. He pulled up beside me and motioned me inside. He did most of the talking and that's what I mean when I said I should have realized I was being interviewed for safety and discretion. Was I married? How many guys had I met? What did I do with them? Condom use? etc. I see now that by the time he decided to invite me back to his place he was convinced I was clean as I rarely played and always played safely. I followed him back to his place. He locked the door behind me walked over the couch and dropped his pants. I knelt between his legs and handled his cock for a few minutes. He was already rock hard. I have an eight-incher myself and I could see he was hung every bit as long as was I, but his was considerably thicker. I wondered if his cock was more then I could handle, but I figured it was too late to back out, so I went down on him, sucking him as well I could, but only about half would fit in my mouth. I licked his balls, which by his reaction, I gauged he really liked. I could see he had pretty good control because I got into a good rhythm a few times that would have pushed most guys over the edge and he just kept taking it. After a good 15 minutes of sucking and a sore jaw, he stood up and told me to get undressed. He stepped behind me, reached around with one hand to handle my cock and started circling my hole with a finger on the other hand. I bent over a little to give him better access. He licked his finger a few times to lube my hole and slowly pushed it inside. If I didn't have pretty good control I would have shot right there. He fingered me for a minute or two and pulled it out but kept stroking my cock. I felt him rub his cock head around my hole but he didn't try to push it in so I remained bent over and enjoyed the feeling. A little more of that and his cock pulled back and the next time it touched my hole it was wet with spit. He stopped circling and put a little pressure on my hole. I came out of the horny fog he had me in enough to ask for a condom. He said he wanted to ease it in a little here bare and then we'd get a condom and finish in the bedroom. It sounded so reasonable I didn't say anything but bent over a little more, giving him the answer he wanted. His cock touched my hole again and he upped the pressure a little. I took a few deep breaths and relaxed and felt just the tip of his cock start in me. His thickness made it pretty difficult. Less than an inch went in me and it just stopped. He withdrew it, re-wet it and tried again. Each time I felt it open me a little wider as just another fraction of his cock entered my hole. After six or seven repetitions of this behavior, I could feel he had all of the head in and almost had the full thickness of the shaft. The next time he pulled out and rubbed spit on his cock, I pushed out hard with my ass just as he started easing back into me. I felt a very quick but mild jab of pain as the thickest part of his cock slipped in and then just an incredibly good, full feeling. He didn't move right away, but gave me time to adjust. Then he pulled back out, wet his cock one more time, and this time a good four or five inches of that beautifully thick dick slid in me. We both caught our breath. I guess it felt as good to him as it felt to me. I hadn't had a cock in me without a condom in about 15 years and had forgotten how good it felt. I think he felt the same thing because during our talk he had said he always used a condom, so presumably he didn't bareback very often. He slowly fucked me with about half of his length, pulled out to wet it again, and on the next entry he started giving me a little more with every stroke. It felt incredible. I don't think I'd ever been fucked so well, and he hadn't really started yet, but at the same time my hole felt so full I was wondering if I was going to be able to take all of him. I laid my head on the back of the couch and made up my mind to take it. Every time he went a little deeper I felt my cock jump from the sensation. A few strokes later I felt his hips touch mine - and just in time. I was just about to tell him I couldn't take anymore but he had managed to get the whole thing in me before I gave up. He hadn't sped up a bit. All the time he was opening me up his strokes were very slow and steady. He pulled almost all the way out and gave me a couple of those same slow strokes going all the way in. I swear it felt like 20 inches of cock were going into me. Withdrawing himself completely he suggested “Let's go to the bedroom.” I followed him in, walking a little funny, I think, and asked again where he kept his condoms. He pulled one out of the nightstand and put it on the bed. He asked if he could fuck me bare for a few minutes more before putting it on. He obviously had good control and I knew he wouldn't cum until he was ready. I agreed and got on my hands and knees on the bed. He got behind me, spit on the huge cock again and just as slowly as before easing all eight inches in me. Not that I'd been fucked a lot but he was definitely the best top with whom I had played. He got right back to the same slow-paced fucking as he started with out on the couch. He was holding my hips and although his thrusts were a little harder, he wasn't going any faster. He'd pull out until I could feel my hole close slightly as all but the head slipped out, then get stretched wide again and he slammed back into me. I was really getting into it and was starting to grunt and make some noise which is rare for me. I remembered in the back of my mind he was still fucking me bare but I figured I could tell if he sped up like he was getting close to cumming. In the meantime, I just enjoyed getting railed. I was groaning, moaning, saying, “Fuck me, fuck me," and did he ever. My ass was getting a little sore because we hadn't used any lube but his spit which was drying. I found my voice enough to tell him to get the condom and lube me some before I got raw. He pulled out put some more spit on his cock and put it back in bare, asking “Let me fuck you a little longer, man, bare first.” It felt so damn good to have his dick thrusting back in me I put my head back down and just enjoyed getting fucked some more. His strokes never changed in speed. He had a good grip on my hips and was pulling me back to meet his thrusts in slow but steady rhythm. With no warning, no quick thrust, no noise at all from him, on one of those slow strokes, he stopped on an in stroke. I could feel his cock start jerking deep in my guts. I was enjoying the great fucking so much it took me few seconds to realize he was cumming. About the time it struck me, he breathed out hard and pulled his cock out of me. I freaked for a minute. He assured me he was as safe as I was. He told me some of his history and I calmed down a little. He told me he had been looking for a guy that he trusted was as safe as he was for a fuck buddy. Turns out the initial interview was when he made his decision. I drove home with his cum dripping out of my well worked hole, looking forward to the next time he was in town.

I was traveling for work and found myself staying overnight in a roadside motel in a central coast town in Cali. It had easy access from the parking lot. I got checked in, signed onto sniffles and posted that I was hosting at my hotel room. I got immediately hit up by several horny tops that weee finished with work and heading g home. I offered up my throat and ass for them to relieve their balls of sperm. I was prepped and ready, ass up and door ajar. First guy showed up and was a very handsome and tall muscular guy. Superbly hung and passionate kisser. I deep throated him to start, made out and got into position on the bed. We fucked missionary, making out while he deep fucked and bred me. His cock was like a steel pipe and thick. He filled me up with a huge load. Next guy arrived right after and used the first guys load and dumped his load in record time. I was ass up for him, we didn’t make out, but he did pass me poppers while he bred me. That got me so horny and I continued chatting up guys and getting them to stop by and drop their loads. I took several cock and loads. The final loads came from a seriously hot guy. He was both handsome and hung, licked my cum dripping pussy and the. Added his loads. He fucked me three times and drained his balls. He was also passionate at making out. I really had a great time with him. I’ve got to travel back just to ride his cock again.

I'm on a cruise in the mediterranean and have been checking Grindr...one blank profile has been in every port with me...25, 180cm 65kg smooth hungry bottom...so I messaged him and he replied that he was crew and couldn't meet with guests. I suggested we meet off the ship on his next port day. He told me which day and where, I did some research to find a cruise spot and told him to meet me there. He saw my pictures from my profile and he knew from my profile that I am pretty kinky top. So I get to the spot and a few minutes later this super hot kid comes up to me and introduces himself. We immediately start to kiss and he tells me he is so horny. Long story short...he's a ravenous bottom boy and I fucked two loads into him. The cruising spot was decently active so another 3 guys also fucked their loads into him that afternoon. He desperately wanted a fist but we didn't have any lube and the time was getting short. He's strictly forbidden from doing anything with guests while on the ship but we made plans for another port day fun.

My fuck flu is still ongoing. I started having bloody diarrhea and then I started sweating during the day. I had a sore throat and loss of appetite. I also developed a seroconversion rash that made me itch like crazy. I developed facial dandruff on my face. I now wake up to me soaking the bed from night sweats.

FICTIONAL STORY! It was a normal Friday night out in Berlin and I had met up with some friends to grab a drink in a newly opened gay bar in centre of town. The crowd was young & cute like me (FYI i’m a 19 y/o twink). People mostly stayed in their respective groups, distinctly cornered in, throwing a look now and then over the room at other boys. Yet they didn’t take the initiative to move over taking the initial contact. Like most young people the self-confidence clearly had no correspondence to the appearance so a lot of alcohol is consumed to ease the tensions and inhibitions. And like every weekend we drank quite a lot. We had a good time, drinking and laughing, but around 4:30 in the morning it was time to head on for something else. A part of the group wanted to go to a bar where they play mainstream pop music. This very small bar was always fully packed, and it was hard for anyone to really move around. The toilet queue was awfully long, and getting a drink in the bar took so long that you got sober by waiting. This was at least my opinion, but my friends didn’t agree. We, therefore, split and I left them to their miserable choice. My mind was up for some trance music at a nice bar filled with straight acting, well-tuned cute guys. The bar I went to had an open atmosphere, 3 floors: one for trance music downstairs, one for mellow dance music upstairs and a dark room on the top floor. I never visited a dark room before and couldn't understand why people want be fucked by unknown guys in the dark.. I arrived club around five-o-clock in the morning. The dance floor was packed. I drank, chatted to people and danced to a great DJ for three hours which felt shorter than that. Around eight only 15 people were left. I headed for the bar and ordered a last vodka-tonic, although I was quite drunk already. After a while two very hot Arab guys came up and sat next to me. They were wearing tight t-shirts so I could see every detail of their muscular bodies. I think that they were a few years older than me, but max 21-22. We started to chat loosely: they asked me if I was alone and if I lived in Berlin. One of them put his hand on my thigh and caressed me slowly; the other moved his hand inside my shirt and over my back. It felt they were going forward a little bit too quickly so I escaped the situation by saying that I needed to go to the toilet. I went upstairs to the toilets on the second floor, where there was no one. I could feel I was turned on by the touching and wondered what to do next. I had never been with two guys before. If it was only one than things would be a bit easier. When I got out of the toilet one of the guys stood outside waiting for me. He smiled and asked me if I was intimidated by both of them touching me. “Somewhat” I replied. “Which of us do you like the most?” he asked. “I think you’re both cute” I said and added “and very sexy”. “You’re very sexy too and I could see when you went away that you have a nice little bubble butt ass” he replied. “Thanks!” I flushed a little bit embarrassed. “So if it was just me, would you like to have some fun?” he asked. I looked at his hot muscular body and could hear myself saying: “Yes, why not”. “We can go to my place. I don’t live far from here” I suggested. “No, my friend is waiting downstairs and I’d prefer that we just go up to the dark room” he said and smiled. “Well… I don’t really like dark rooms, because you don’t know which guys are in there” I replied. “It’s ok” he assured, “the club is almost empty by now and there would be no one there except for us. So come on, I can tell for sure that both of us want a little fun” he insisted. “Just a quick one… you suck my big dick and afterwards I suck you.. Okay?” He put his hand over his package and I could see a distinct, large bulb on his jeans. “OMG! I need that big Arab cock in my mouth” I thought to myself. He approached me, pressed his body against mine and started to kiss me with deep tongue movements. Wow, this guy knew how to kiss! It felt like heaven! Impossible to resist. At this time I was quite drunk and his gentle treatment of kissing and caressing my cock with his hand inside my jeans. “You’re hard and horny! so let’s go…” he said, and took my hand and led me up the stairs to the dark room. Up there he opened my jeans, pulled them down completely to the ground and sat in front of me. My cock swelled hard as he took it in his mouth and worked it good. One of his hands went off to my ass and started to play with my hole. One finger went in, then two. Slowly he started to finger fuck my my ass. I felt a burning sensation in my ass, but his lips around my cock was so hot that it overpowered that sensation. Was he preparing me so he could fuck me? That wasn’t the deal! But the fingers in my ass felt so good that I couldn’t protest. After a while, he stood up, we kissed with deep tongues. Then he pushed my head down to his big dick. I followed his every move and the orders he gave me, and it was clear who was in charge. My ass started to feel empty so I tried to put some of my own fingers in side my open hole He slapped my face with his XL-sized dick before he pressed it down my throat. His cock went down all the way and he fucked me rather roughly until gasped for air. He noticed I was choking and gave me a fraction of a second to breathe in before he continued pressing it down as deep as he could. The taste of salty sperm mixed up with saliva filled my palate; I had to swallow some to keep up with his intense and deep mouth fucking. He ordered me to lift my ass up so I did was I was told. Suddenly I could hear him whisper something in Arabic. A second later I felt someone coming up from behind putting his hands on my buttocks. I had thought that we were alone in the dark room. Who was this third person who now wanted to join in? Was it his friend who had gone up earlier to wait for us? It’s clear that they planned this from the start. The other guy immediately took over my ass. I felt a small plastic tube enter my ass. A few seconds later i felt a liquid filling my ass. Then he pulled the tube out. Thinking it was lube i didn’t react. Two fingers began to slide in my ass. As my ass became more open he added more. There was a feeling that was spreading to my body. I began to sweat and I felt more horny that I could ever feel. I thought that this was due to considerable amount of alcohol in my body so I stopped sucking and was about to stand up to take a break. The Arab guy in front of me noticed my hesitation and quickly locked both of my hands and put his arm around my neck. He was much stronger than me, and although I tried to resist I couldn’t get away. Suddenly I felt the guy behind me trying to push his big cock in my ass. The pain of this thick cock ploughing its way into my tight ass was sobering me up. Desperately my hands fought to get released but all in vain. “Please wait!” I squeaked, “I need to…” “What is it? Don’t you want to play anymore?” one of the guys interrupted. “Well, just let me get some lube and a condom from my pocket” I begged. “No way! I only fuck without condom or lube. Open up slut! ” he grunted. I wanted to reply but he silenced me quickly by pulling my head back by a steady grip around my hair with one hand and putting the other over my mouth. An extremely intense and very rough fucking followed. I could feel every inch of his big cock as it forced its way in and out in what felt like an eternity. It was almost like my ass would turn inside out of the deep ploughing and I felt my anus swelling. Inside me every show of the top of his cock sent electric shocks through my entire body. After a while my whining changed into groaning and moaning. His friends slapped my face and rammed his cock into my mouth to shut me up. Something started to take over my mind and I began to have thoughts about wanting bigger cocks in my ass and begin a total bottom slut. My ass was now completely open to serve his raw huge cock. The Arab guy behind me started to moan louder and louder. With a deep grunt he filled my insides deep with a huge amount of cum. He withdrew and got up in front of me ordering me to suck and lick his cock clean. I did as I was told and swallowed every drop. “Good boy! Our sperm will change you for good!” he said. “Now, lie down on the floor!” his friend commanded. He forced me to lie down with my chest facing the floor. He got on top and guided his huge cock towards my hole. He pushed into me; I felt the head enter me. A moan escaped my lips. He almost pulled out fully and then he just rammed it in full force. “Now, we’re going to see if I can fuck this slut even harder.” They both put up a laugh of joy and excitement. He fucked me harder and faster. “I saw how you looked at my cock down in the bar, craving it. We are converting you into a load taking slut. You think that you can return to your normal life, but within a few weeks you will give in to your true calling; big raw dicks and cum”. He kissed me on the check and licked my ear. Then he intensified the fucking; I felt the entire weight of his muscular body as he pumped my ass with his massive cock like a machine spinning out of control. By now the penetration went more smoothly because of the generous load that his friend had previously delivered in my butthole, which functioned as a perfect natural lubricant. My ass had also got more used to the rough fucking and had opened up considerably by the penetrations of his friend’s large cock fucking me so violently. Something in my mind took over and i started to enjoy having this good-looking, young sexy Arab stallion plowing my ass hard. I was their little white toy! And when he started hitting my G-Spot I was in pure ecstasy. “Yes, do me as hard as you can” i blurted out. “We own you now that our DNA is deep inside you” he whispered in my ear. Then he came with a roaring and we were both exploded as he shot several streams of hot cum deep inside of me. Then he and his friend dressed quickly, gave me a kiss and left. I sat for a while in the dark to get myself together. What was it I had experienced? My ass was warm and swollen with cum of the two guys dripping out. A smile spread over my face. I started to jerk myself and came quickly. I left the dark room and the club. On my way home I stopped by a gay sauna that had opened its door in the morning hour. I went in, changed, sat at the bar and ordered a juice. As I sat down at one of the tables a bit away from the bar a young black guy came up to me and asked if he could sit down. “Sure” I said. We were there just with our small towels around our waists. He had a perfect body and he noticed my eyes screening over him. He let his towel open so I could see his enormous dick hanging in the open. My eyes couldn’t help staring at it. “I saw you in the dark room. I was hiding in a corner with a friend when you came in. The two guys fucked you up good” he said. His words took me by surprise and I didn’t know what to say. “They knew exactly what to do to change you into a willing bottom” he added. “They knew what to do?” I replied. “Yes! The fact that you’ve come to this sauna and didn’t go straight home or to the police or anything must mean that you want more” he said smiling. He started to stroked his hand over his big cock that had started to rise. “Let’s go to my cabin and i will tell you what they did to change you into a willing slut. I’m not like them!” he said comfortingly. He took my hand and caressed it gently. I looked at his cock and felt how mine grew to create a visible bulb under the towel. He noticed and said smilingly “That’s clearly a YES!”. We stood up and walked up two floors to his cabin were we dropped the towels and started to kiss. Then suddenly I was grabbed from behind by two other black guys. I was pinned down with my face pressed into the mattress. “Hold his arm still” one of them said. I felt how my bicep was tied of with a band. Then I felt a needle stabbing my arm. “Like I promised I will tell you what they did: When they fingered you they loaded your ass with a drug called Meth!” the black guy said. “You had no clue what was happing. This is not how we do it. I like to tell my sluts that I injected them with T.” after saying that the band snapped loose. They released me and told me to raise my arm. As I sat up I began to cough. A wave of sluttyness came over me. “This will boost your carving for big dicks and cum. So don’t fight it!” said one of the other black guys. I looked over to them and saw 3 hot black guys stroking their enormous black cocks. And like he said I couldn’t resist it and crawled over to them. “Does he know that we and the two Arabs are POZ? ” whispered one guy to the other. “We will tell the slut after we bred him several times!” answered the other one laughing. —THE END —

Although I’m nervous, I realize now that my decision to get off prep and continue to be a cumdump could lead to this possibility. I still hope that I’m not HIV positive but if I am, it’s kind of liberating to know that I can take as much as cock and cum that I want and not have to worry about it anymore.

I am also 6'3 and have a tendency to attract VERY short hispanic uncut breeders at the bookstores. Being an uncut aficionado and a self proclaimed "very good boy", unbeknownst to my very short gentlemen on the other side of the hole, I am often performing filthy arcade booth cirque du soleil and holding very straining positions to line things up correctly. This is not me complaining though! A few long-term leg cramps is a small price to pay for having hot uncut married dick use your hole to release all their pent up frustrations or deeply hidden nasty fantasies! I just need to take up yoga to ease future strain..... or pack a drill 😛

I love used condoms. I collected them at the bathhouse or bookstores or cruising spots

Well bare is simply the best, the feeling, the sound, the look, the potend horny smells. I just love and only fuck bare. If a bottom wants me to rubber up before fucking him I walk away. I never ever have any condoms with me. These are my cock/bare fuck pictures.

The last thing I want is a chatterbox who wants to know everything about me or tell me his life story. Yup, fuck n go for me!

Never had the cha;;enge of convincing a top to go raw. Have had that with a couple btms though. A lot of rimmin usually does the trick, after a lot of rimmin they often dont care if I slide in raw.

Raped by two Arab guys? One could only be so lucky.....

Today in the sauna in Amsterdam. Took 16 raw cocks and 3 loads. The first one was a huge load. I pushed it out and the cum was dripping out of my ass and rolled over my balls. I really love this feeling.

That's exactly how I felt. I got sick in August... certainly not the flu season....and only 3 weeks before I had a very intense breeding. I had a lot of anxiety. I was better in about a week and decided to test a few weeks later. I tested poz. It was mixture of shock but also relief. I was also turned on by the fact that a man's DNA was part of me

My apartment was dark, with just the glow of the TV playing his favorite sissy porn in the background, those moans filling the air and setting a steamy vibe, just like what he likes. My partner was all over me, diving into my pussy with his tongue, licking me until I was trembling and begging him. His hyperspermia makes everything so intense. Every time he came, I felt this warm, heavy rush filling my pussy, coating every inch of me. He didn’t even pause—just kept thrusting, telling me to push his cum out as he fucked me deeper, ready to unload again. We switched through positions like we couldn’t get enough: doggy style with my ass up, him gripping me tight; missionary where he fucked me deep and me riding his big, thick cock, feeling it stretch me. In between, he’d guide my head down, making me clean his thick cock with my mouth, and the taste of him had me hungry for more. When my pussy was soaked, you could hear the wet, rhythmic sounds of him fucking into me, his cum making every thrust so slick. He kept whispering how I was his good girl, telling me how tiny my dick is in my chastity cage, his perfect little pussy fucktoy, and it sent shivers through me. His stamina is unreal—three hours, no breaks, and at least eight loads later, my pussy was overflowing, dripping so much it left puddles on the sheets. Thank God for that waterproof protector, because we made a serious mess. I’ve been with groups of guys before, but his cum alone beats them all. Now, 12 hours later, I’m still leaking his cum, feeling it drip with every step, and it’s got me aching for him to fuck me again. I’m already counting down the minutes until he’s back inside me, filling me up all over again.

Part 4 He pulled his cock out briefly and placed another Tina crystal on the piss slit. Then he drove his hard cock deep into my cunt in one thrust. I immediately felt how deep inside me the T began to burn and I became even hornier. Tom fucked me hard for another 20 minutes. His cock swelled and became even thicker. "Beg me, beg for my charged load, my POZ cum!" I couldn't help but beg him for his POZ load. "Yes, rip my pussy open, impregnate me, fertilize me with your POZ cum, knock me up." He now fucked me relentlessly, like a stallion mounting a mare. With brutal hard thrusts, he almost split my pussy in two. His huge, bulging balls slammed violently against my small, completely unnecessary and useless balls. Then he screamed loudly and the huge cock in my whore cunt got even fatter. He came deep inside me, but continued to fuck me hard. Nevertheless, I felt every single spurt of his toxic cum inside me. "Yes, you little cunt slut, I'm going to make you pregnant, share my DNA with you." Then Tom pulled his hard cock out of me and just seconds later another hard cock was rammed inside me. Tom just said, "Yes, Phil, fuck this slut with your fat cock and your big PA." Phil moaned, "You've filled her pussy with cum, it's time to fuck her deeper and massage it into her cunt so it can take full effect." I felt the huge cock push even deeper into me. It must have had a lot of T on its cock head because it burned even deeper in my ass, and that hot heat spread even deeper inside me. "My PA will make sure our hot juice takes effect, my little mare." A mask was pulled over my head and I couldn't resist the poppers that were poured into it. Phil thrust harder and harder into me and although I was well broken in, it took a minute or two before he was all the way inside me and I felt his balls slapping against mine.

My fuck flu was pretty mild. I remember waking up one day and feeling like a truck hit me my lymph nodes were swollen and all my joints were achy but I had a raging hard on and I was super horny. I took an oraquick test and seen the 2 lines I jerked off and shot my first poz load. Then I called the poz trans girl that had fucked me and told her needless to say she came over and put a few more loads in me. I was sicker than a dog but super horny

Timmy Gets Stretched Hard As Timmy and Jerome began to come back to earth—Pedro could see the length of the cock sliding back down inside the boy’s flawless white torso towards Timmy’s belly button—Pedro leaned in to Timmy’s ear, “You ready for this big bull cock, boy?” It took Timmy a second to come to grips with the world outside his mind. But then he smiled like a Cheshire cat, his gorgeous twink innocence replaced by a mind obsessed with having all holes stretched and abused, and he whispered, “Please, sir, need big cock. Hurt me, open me, use me daddy.” Jerome slide his long black snake out, and a Timmy sighed, his hole already missing the feeling of being filled so deep. Pedro grabbed a quarter-gram vial with one hand and stroked his enormous, curved, ugly cock with his other hand. “Jerome, brother, can you squirt that boyhole full of that laced lube,” Pedro asked. Jerome obliged, sticking the tube deep into the boys open cunt and pushing out a huge volume of the sticky, tingling, Tina-laced xlube. Within seconds Timmy was pulling his ass open and begging to be filled. “Beg me to destroy your pussy, pigwhore,” Pedro demanded. Timmy immediately started chanting “Destroy my pussy, daddy, destroy me.” In one fluid motion Pedro dumped the 1/4 gram of Tina into his palm, made a bird-beak fist, and pushed into Timmy’s hole. Despite how loose hole, stretch was wide and very cruel, and Timmy cried out and then begsn screaming as Pedro began scooping the Tina out, burning the boys cunt with fire, desire and need. “Do some poppers, boy,” Pedro ordered. And Jerome helped the boy get fully poppered up. As soon as Pedro felt the boys hole start to respond to the fresh dose of Tina and the poppers he made his fist very, very slightly bigger and very, very, slowly began to pull his fist out of the fiery hole. “That’s called hole stretching, boy,” he said quietly to Timmy, who was riding a wave of desire to be destroyed mixed with the pain of the big stretch. “And I am going to stretch you long and hard tonight.” When Pedro’s hand got to its widest point in the boys rectum, Pedro paused, holding the boy at a wide stretch. At first Timmy struggled, but Jerome kept telling him, “Breathe slow and deep, let Pedro have your hole.” And so as Timmy did, Pedro felt the hole relax, and so Pedro pounced, flexing his knuckles slightly larger, as Timmy cried out, and then quickly Pedro pulled out. Timmy lay in the sling panting, as Jerome nibbled hard on his perky boy nipples. Then a dark light entered the young twinks eyes, and he said, “Fuck daddy, I love that stretch, more daddy, harder.” Pedro smiled and rammed his semi-hard cock into the boy’s hole balls deep. “”Fuuuuuck, that’s a thick dick,” Timmy cried out. Then he began to moan as he felt Pedro unleash a huge torrent of piss deep inside his second ring. “Lower his head, brother, so this piss can go deep.” Pedro said to Jerome, “He asked to be stretched so let’s do him.” Jerome lowered the boys upper body so that it was nearly upside down, and the piss began to trickle deeper inside the boy, who was already moaning and squirming with new dark desires. Working quickly, Jerome immobilized Timmy into the sling, putting straps keeping his arms and legs and chest and stomach from moving more than a few centimeters. He left one of Timmy’s arms frees to the elbow and handed the boy a fresh bottle of very strong Amsterdam poppers with a built in sniffer cap. “Use these anytime you need to open up,” Jerome said quietly, “And only tell us about the pain if it feels like we’re damaging you —like you did with Conrad.” Timmy nodded, but Jerome could see he was getting really spun. Pedro grunted and pulled out and pointed at Timmy’s hole. “Fill him up, brother, and feel free to start when you want” Pedro said, “And don’t go easy, he needs to learn his place as slave pussy tonight.” Jerome slid is long cock in—it always stayed a little extra long after a magic orgasm—and made sure his head entered the boys second hole, which he began to fill with yet more chem piss. Jerome immediately started feeling and stroking the boys hole with his fingers, shoving first two, the then three, now four long fingers imsid3 th3 boy. Finally, with one smooth motion he surrounded his cock with his entire hand and pushed it into the boys hole, and immediately began jacking his cock inside the boy. Timmy cried out and froze, spreading his legs wide, Jerome could feel the boys hole pulsing tightening and throbbing around his fist, and then the boy threw his head back and shouted, “Fuck me, daddy, fuck me hard.” Jerome could feel the boys hole opening up like a flower, the burning hot tissues of his colon fluttering and caressing his fist. He smiled darkly: the chempiss had kicked in and Timmy was ready for training. Jerome slid his cock out and shaped his fist into the narrow bird beak starting position and began to slide his arm into the boy. He was amazed that the boy took most of his hand right up to the kncuckles before Jerome felt any tightness. “Feel that, Timmy? That’s your second hole,” Jerome said softly, “That’s the hole your Daddy Conrad loves to stretch wide with his inflatable balls, did you like being stretched deep Timmy?” Timmy’s eyes were dark with lust and his comprehension wasn’t at its best, but he smiled and said, “Please, sir, will you stretch me deep too? Feels so slutty..use me daddy Jerome.” Jerome smiled down, “Oh believe me, boy, me and Pedro are gonna stretch you good so you’re nice and open for Pedro’s big bull dick.” He then gently flexed his hand, enjoying the look of lust on Timmy’s face. “So that’s the easy way of stretching your tense places inside,” Jerome said softly, “And now I am going to show you the hard way.” Working quickly Jerome slide his hand out until it was about midway inside the boy’s stretched-out inner first hole. He then made his fist much larger—not quite a full square and not locked into place—the boy was still a near-virgin and he didn’t want to tear anything, just hurt him,and he pulled his fist out fairly quickly, lodging its widest point—his knuckles—right at Timmy’s rectum. Timmy cried out in surprise and began panting. “Do a hit of poppers, piggy boy,” Jerome ordered. And the minute he felt the boy relax he push his hand back in and pulled it out, making his fist slightly bigger this time, stretching the boys rectum around his fist. “So, boy,” Jerome said with a serious tone, “I like to combine the easy way and the hard way when I stretch a boys hole.” “It’s in your best interest to work with me to get you stretched deep and wide my way,” Jerome said darkly, “Because Daddy Pedro has giant fists and he only likes to stretch boys the hard way. Are you gonna work with me, not complain, and huff on your poppers like a good pig slut?” Timmy nodded solemnly, his awareness focused now by the rough treatment. “Good boy, take several giant huffs, you gorgeous boy, and let me stretch you,” Jerome smiled. Timmy took several massive huffs off the poppers, and as it kicked in, Jerome got to work. Over on the other side of the room Pedro was busy getting reading to take the boy into the stratosphere. He gathered several half-gram vials as well as several 1/4 gram vials. Tearing off a few pieces of blue painter’s tape, he put a strip on top of two of the half gram vials. He then set all the other vials aside. He opened a capsule of X into each vial—looking up and grinning as Jerome was showing the boy what the “hard way of stretching” was like— he then took a 10 mg tablet of Valium, crushed it in the same mortar and pestle on the drugs table, and dumped this into one of the two vials. He wrapped a piece of blue tape around the bottle itself to separate it from the other. He then proceeded to crush a 5 mg tablet and dump it into the other blue-topped vial. He placed all the vials on a small rolling table and then grabbed another couple of bottles of lube—one marked super strong and the other light—indicate how much Tina was crushed and mixed into the mix. Pedro rolled the table around to the wall display of toys. He selected an inflatable buttplug—he couldn’t wait to take it up to beyond what the boy could handle and make him push it out—and then the huge, semi-rigid giant inflatable dildo as well as one of Conrad’s signature set of inflatable balls. He grabbed a few hard silicon sets of balls in various shapes in case Jerome wanted them, then a selection of buttplugs from large to giant. he laid all of this out on the second shelf of the rolling table. Next, he grabbed one of what they called “booty bump pistols.” This was a hard plastic device, shaped like a nightstick, with a handle and then a small, sliding door at one end. You then attached a long flexible tube with any number of different sized dildo heads on it. The idea was that you dropped the drugs into the opening the tube and closed it, threaded the tube with its head deep inside a boy, then the bulb was larger enough that one full pump would send the drugs deep inside a boys booty hole. He chose one with a head in between the size of his fist and Jerome’s, and then one a good bit bigger than his own. Finally he grabbed two skin bicep long textured fisting gloves, two huge thick rubber gloves, a couple of tit clamps, and a ball stretcher. These he laid out on the third shelf and went over to relax on the sofa and watch the show. Timmy was so overtaken with lust and need for the stretch that Jerome had unbound him from the sling and had him on all fours on a pad near the sling. He’d attached the boy’s ankle to a spreader bar, just to give Jerome something to keep control of the boy. Timmy was one hundred percent involved now in his own defilement—spreading his cheeks, begging for deeper stretching, moaning loudly when Jerome would punch him. Jerome was into the boy just past his forearm—Pedro was frankly amazed—and Jerome looked up and grinned as his friend settled in. “Toss me a quarter, brother,” Jerome said. When Jerome looked skeptical, Jerome just grinned and shrugged, all the while keeping up a steady firstfuck of the boy. Pedro picked up the booty pistol with the smaller head—in between his own fist and Jerome’s in size—and grinned. Jerome grinned back “Even better.” Pedro dumped the half-gram vial with the X and 10 mg of Valium and dumped it into the device. He rolled the table over beside Jerome and the boy, who was still begging for the fuck. Jerome pulled out and Pedro slipped the well-lubed head of the thing into the boys cunt. “Suck on that with your hole, Timmy,” Pedro order, “Try to draw it in.” The boy obeyed and with a little pushing on Pedro’s part they worked it in just to Timmy’s second hole. “Push out,” Jerome ordered, and as he did Pedro threaded the head about half-way into the second ring. Timmy gasped as Pedro tried to make sure it was in to a pretty wide point. Then he stopped “Huff on those poppers,” Pedro ordered, “Try to welcome that in.” Both Pedro and Jerome knew the toy wasn’t going anywhere—Pedro was holding the tube steady—but the boy looked so hot with the thing stretching him wide deep inside. Jerome leaned into Timmy’s ear, “I think it’s stuck, boy, want daddy to help that you fuck you a little deeper?” Timmy didn’t know what he thought but he knew the stretch was painful, so he panted “Yes, daddy, please take me deep.” Jerome smiled and Pedro handed him a quarter gram. Jerome lubed up, dumped the quarter into his palm, and made the thin bird shape around the tube and slid in, not stopping until he reached the toy. He sat that way, enjoy the way the boys fiery hole pulsed around his forearm. Timmy was pushing back, and so Jerome commanded “Six giant hits of those poppers each side, little pig, and then breathe deep.” After the boy had done six in one nostril, Jerome began to push the head, very slowly, through the second ring. At first Timmy was distracted by doing his other six popper huffs and the huge rush of drugs made his boy cunt open. Jerome entered him a full inch before his mind and body caught up and he groaned. Jerome did not stop, steadily, ever-so-slowly pushing deeper into the flaming boycunt, pushing the toy ahead of his still closed bird hand. “Deep breaths, sweet boy,” Jerome said softly, “Let your big black daddy take you there.” Jerome did not stop until Timmy was begging him to stop, his entire body rigid, and his face desperate. “Flex your hole around daddy’s arm,” Jerome ordered. Timmy was now exactly where he’d been before—Jerome was just at his elbow—but the big toy pushed ahead at least three inches and wide. And Timmy groaned and started shaking. “AGAIN, and clamp done harder this time,” Jerome ordered. Timmy moaned but complied, and then sighed, as his hole relaxed ever so slightly. Pedro nodded at Jerome who reached down with his free hand, grabbed Timmy by the back of his curly mane, and pulled back, arching his face up to see Pedro, legs splayed wide, monster, cobra-hooded bull cop hard as a rock. “In this life you are joining,” Pedro said quietly, “Sexually, you are slave meat.” Timmy nodded, “ Yes, sir.” “We bearers love and honor our boys in all ways. You will be treated better by your Lord Dimitri than any other man will treat you,” Pedro continued, “But sexually you are slave meat, without rights or choices, consigned to take pain or pleasure as we see fit.” Jerome now began to very very gently move his arm, beginning a very deep fuck. Timmy groaned and arched and cried out. “Lord Jerome is going to go even deeper in you now, boy,” Pedro said, “And you will take his arm with joy in your suffering, do you understand? Your suffering will please our Dark Lord.” Timmy, just barely able to focus beyond the intense stretch, managed, “Yes, sir.” “More poppers,” Jerome ordered, “And say the Litany.” A fast learner, Timmy slowly and deeply breathed several huge puffs of poppers. Squaring his shoulders—Jerome and Pedro smiled at the piggy resolve—Timmy began, “I am your hole, fill me with your seed, I am your….” Timmy cried out, as Jerome took him a full, sudden 1/4 inch deeper, then Timmy began moaning as Jerome began using long-practiced, almost imperceptible movements to deposit a few grains of the quarter gram deep in the boy. Timmy stayed rigid, and shaking, as Jerome stopped pushing the big hard plastic cockhead up his butt, the boy’s rectum mere centimeters from Jerome’s elbow. Pedro grinned. If Timmy were a more experienced pig—as he would be in just a few weeks time—that elbow would have already been inside his hole before this Tina gift was bestowed. Pedro watched silently, as Timmy struggled, then saw the dark energy surge from deep within the little boywhore. As an elder among the Brotherhood—Pedro was around 226 years old, give or take a few—the Mexican daddy with the huge fists and monster cock was beginning to develop the special senses required to trap and destroy human boycunt. While it was still a new skill—true elders of a thousand or more years could very nearly read bottoms minds—Pedro could see the outlines of desires, the need a drugged-out bottom was feeling for destruction. And so Pedro stood, stroking his monster, and cried out “Fuck him, Brother Jerome, his dark energy desires it.” And so Jerome began to every-so-slowly move his arm in and out, mere 1/8s of an inch at a time. Every time the boy loosened up he’d push a little deeper. Timmy groaned but obediently huffed on his poppers, which inevitably meant that Jerome was able to go even deeper. Pedro, meanwhile, was immobilizing the boy. He made Timmy arch his ass up high, and he tied his balls taut to the ceiling. He then affixed ome hand to another spreader bar and binding his elbow to the other so he could huff on his poppers. He did it wide so Timmy was forced to keep his chest flat against the floor, the perfect position for deep fist. Jerome was now about 3/4 of inch past his elbow into Timmy’s hole. He looked at Pedro who grained and said, do it. Jerome scooped the rest of the tin from his palm —it was probably more than half—and Timmy cried out and then within seconds his hole became hungrier. First, Jerome pushed in, getting almost to his bicep then he pulled back and started a bigger deep fuck of the boy. Even with his limited snake sight, he could see the boy was swimming in dark energy. He did this for about 20 minutes, fucking harder and harder and a bit deeper each time. Pedro lubed up his fist and grabbed the booty pistol. “Let’s light this ass up.” Jerome slid in and pushed past the deepest he’d gone, till Timmy was rigid. Pedro gave the bulb as big squeeze and within seconds Timmy started screaming as the 1/2 gram of Tina, the X, and the Valium entered his bloodstream almost immediately. Jerome slid his hand, now balled into a fist behind the big hard cockhead of the tube, out of Timmy in one go. As he pulled away, Pedro, his nocollapsable hand in the closest it would come to a bird shape, pounced. Pedro slid his big hand in slowly, but he didn’t pause. He slid until his knuckles were about to enter the boys inner ring. The kid was panting form the force what was essentially a .5 slam with ecstacy and Valium entering his blood stream. Within seconds the Valium reached his colon and his inner hole, and Pedro was rewarded when the boys inner ring opened and he slid his big hand in until he was buried wrist deep inside the boys inner ring. Timmy groaned, and spasmed a minute, panting and Pedro kept still. Then the boys hole loosened and Pedro slowing began a deep fistfuck. He first stretched the boys inner hole, and then once it started to loosed up he began to make his hand a little bigger and stretch the inner ring, then go back in. Once he was able to make a vey loose fist he brought his hand inside the boys first hole. Here he was more aggressive, creating space for his fist with determined movements. Then he very aggressively began to stretch the boys rectum, getting the boys closer and closer to a closed fist. He did this for a good 40 minutes or so. Then he started alternating, stretching both rings and spaces about 4 times each, over and over. As the boy started loosening up, Pedro pushed him ever-so-slightly on depth, claiming mere centimeters at a time. Then, just slightly before the boy was loose enough to do it easily, he made his hand into the smallest loose fist it could become and pulled out swiftly. Before the boy had a chance to really holler he was pushing the fist back in as deep as he could. He did this over and over and Timmy cried out “Fuck, fuck, fuck.” “Big fistfuck is right, piglet,” Pedro growled, the bull tattoo on his chest glowing, “Give me that hole.” As he did this over and over, roughly stretching Timmy’s hole, he saw dark energy swirling in the kids core. Timmy froze for an instant as Pedro’s nearly fully clenched fist drove in deep, then he shouted. “Fucking ruin my boycunt, Daddy, punch me! Punch me!” Pedro grinned, his cock rock hard, and he pushed into the boy a bit deeper. This triggered a massive anal orgasm so Pedro, lost to nothing but the velvet hotness of the boys inside and his desire to take everything the could give—and then more—he pulled his fist out and started punching. Pedro gave Timmy 75 hard punches, with Timmy roiling and assgaming constantly. Timmy was so out of it he didn’t even notice that Jerome had untied his balls from the bottom rung, and swing the tie bid I g his balls upwards to a pulley. With every couple of punches, Jerome would hang a small weight. When Pedro got to 50 in his count, Jerome spoke quietly—Timmy was making so much noise there was no point in whispering—“When you get to 75 punches go in and push him deep. I am going to teach this boy about getting his balls fucked.” So Pedro delivered the last 25, getting harder and harder as the boy cried out in pain/pleasure and then he pushed into the boys hole hard. Jerome hung a much larger weight—causing Timmy to groan and squirm—which allowed Pedro to take another half-inch deeper into the boys steaming hole. After a minute, Jerome hung a small weight. And again Timmy squirmed around the big arm and took a bit more. They did this three times, then Jerome said, “Boy, do those boy balls hurt?” Panting and struggling,Timmy said, “Yes sir.” Jerome grinned and started tapping on the boys nuts. Timmy whimpered and then gasped aloud as Jerome tapped a little harder. “The only way to make this stop, little beautiful cunt,” Jerome said, “Is to ask me to hurt you more.” Timmy took a minute, whimpering and shaking his head, he then squared his shoulders and took a deep breath—a mistake, really, as when he breathed out Pedro penetrated his ass more deeply. Timmy’s rectum was now stretched paper thin around Pedro’s huge forearm, just about 1/4 inch from the elbow. He groaned and cursed, momentarily unable to speak. “Say it, slave meat,” Jerome said, lightly hitting the boy’s sore balls with a paddle. Timmy sighed, and then shouted “HURT ME SIR!” Jerome hung a second big weight. As the pain traveled from his punished balls to his head, Timmy started squirming again, groaning deeply, and Pedro started sliding in. They made Timmy keep the full weights on his balsl for two minutes. Each time he struggled or wiggled his ass trying to relieve the pain, Pedro was rewarded with the feeling of a tiny bit more flaming boy pussy in his control. When the two minutes was up and the weight removed, Timmy groaned and breathed hard, suddenly only aware of how deep Pedro was inside his cut. “Oh fucuuuuck, deep fuuuck,” Timmy cried, “Need that deep fuck.” “Not yet, baby slut,” Pedro said, “We gotta wait for your hole to relax—in just a few minutes, your natural dark desires are going to start growining and your hole with loosen. Then I am going to fuck you good.” And so Pedro waited, first while Jerome detached the boy from everything holding him in place, second until the boys hole relaxed ever so slightly, and then until the second huge cocktail of drugs of the night kicked in and he could feel the boy’s desire radiate from deep in his hole. With his supernatural Bull sight he could see a huge river of dark desires release from deep within the boy. As that happened, the boy lowered his chest to the floor, his arms outstretched as if asking for offering himself for extreme violation, and Timmy said in a clear voice—far clearer than anyone as fucked up as him should have been able to master—“I am your hole, use me, use meeeeee.” Pedro worked with infinitesimal slowness, with the patience of a man who had already been alive for over a hundred years and knew he had thousands of boypussies more to destroy. By this point he had deep fisted literally thousands of men—from vaqueros strung up between posts and strung out on peyote and ancient Indian brews to European aristocrats, bound asses wide between bedposts with opium-wide holes to this new designer-drug era of wild, raging pussy hunger and a thinning veil between this world and the other side where combination of pleasure and pain, light and dark, that his clan worshipped remained. But what it was remarkable how the entire journey from getting just a finger inside a man’s hole, to being elbow or shoulder deep turning that hole into a cunt, was how every single time it happened he found it the ultimate turn on, the most pleasurable way for him to dominate another man. To see each little surrender, each step a man took into giving up his hole to Pedro for destruction, sparked pleasure in Pedro’s body, soul, and the giant, rampant, dark, Cobra of his cock. Whatever moment of lucidity Timmy experienced when he begged for Pedro to fulfill his deepest desires, was gone. All he could think about was that he needed to be fucked in a black hole of need that had replaced his hole, and that it needed to be by the thick, hard, tree trunk of Pedro’s arm. When he lowered his chest to the flour his only thoughts, on repeat were “Take my hole, fuck my hole, destroy my pussy, daddy.” This surrender to Pedro was distinct from his previous surrenders to the other three men who’d he’d encountered that weekend. Dimitri he’d given everything he possibly could, his virgin boypuss, his former life, his sero-status, his body, and his soul. Conrad—from the moment that huge, square, rock hard marble cock had pierced him deep and into the agony of endless deep enemas and cruel toy fucks—had demanded Timmy endure and revel in pain. Jerome had pushed buttons he didn’t even know he had, from the smooth way his long gorgeous black cock slid home to the depraved desires its snaky shape had dislodged as it pulsed and prodded into all the secret kinks he didn’t know he had. Pedro, though, was different. Pedro was like his spiritual companion—stubborn, hard, and determined. And Timmy had just given total elbow-deep control of his hole to the man, in the group with the widest fists and biggest bones and the most hardcore fucker and foster of all of them, all but begging for domination. But all of this was happening deep in Timmy’s subconscious understanding, for now visibly he was ruled solely by his heavily-drugged bottom-pig hidebrain. Pedro was going as slowly as possible to make the boy open up, but Timmy was eager and tried to help in his own destruction. Pedro put a giant paw on the small of his ass, and said, “Hold still, let me do it, or you will hurt yourself. As your hole opens there will come a time when you can push back. But now submit and let me take you.” And so Pedro took Timmy’s hole, his arms not going as deep as his other dark brothers, but much wider and thicker. As Timmy’s boy pussy was also find out: Pedro was truly big boned, meaning it wasn’t just muscle and sinew trying to destroy his hole, it was wide, rigid bone. Pedro steadily increased the speed and movement of his arm, loosening the hole. As soon as he got some play, he began widening, changing his arm arm and fist from straight up and starting to turn. Timmy lifted up and groaned, “Fuuuuck.” Pedro firmly pushed his head back down, “You asked to be cored out, beautiful slave meat, shut up and take it.” Pedro worked the boys hole for a couple of hours and neither he nor Timmy showed any signs of ever wanting to stop. Pedro would pound for a whole, wrist to elbow, then he switch to stretching either the boys first or second hole, making his fist bigger and bigger each time, and slowing pulling out. While it hurt, it also drove Timmmy crazy with lust, and he urged Pedro to do it harder and harder. From time to time Jerome would step in, hard punching the boy’s sloppy gash with his fists or seeing just how deep the boy would go. After several hours, Timmy’s hole was gaping open, the lips ragged, and it truly looked like a used boypussy. And only then, when the boys hole was sensitive but still begging for hard use, did Pedro fuck him.

Met a big guy, huge belly at a concert. He was staying at the hotel next to the venue. Go to his room after the concert. He lays back and I suck him. 3 inches max. Anal isn't going to work so he wants to face fuck me. Lifts his belly and lays on me with his cock in my mouth and fucks. Can't hardly breathe and can't move at all as he thrust. He says "I'm gonna nut and starts throbbing and so much cum. Must have built it up for weeks. He finishes. doesn't move. A minute later he starts to piss. All I can do is gulp it down. All that beer he drank before diluted it quite a bit, but so much piss. My stomach was bloated with cum and piss. Tells me to suck. I do and what seemed like forever later he blows another big load for me to eat. Rolls off of me a passes out a few minutes later. I leave and burp cum and piss for hours,

I made my way to the door and knocked, a rush of adrenaline coursing through me. Almost immediately, the door opened and there was Tim, standing confidently in nothing but his briefs again. "Hey boy, glad you made it. I'm excited for another go at that ass!" He turned me around and hugged me tightly from behind, I could feel his dick pressed against me through the fabric and it did nothing to hide his arousal. I licked my lips, shuffled awkwardly into the house, and started to make myself comfortable. Tim offered me a drink and I gladly accepted, hoping it would loosen me up a bit to enjoy the experience more. Tim came back with a glass and while I drank it down, he didn't waste any time, starting to grope me and pull at my clothing. My body responded instantly and I set down the empty glass and helped him pull the rest off of me until I was naked. Tim looked me up and down and growled, "Mmmm, good boy. Get over here." He pulled me in and started kissing me aggressively, exploring my mouth with his tongue and grabbing my ass. It was exciting and I kissed him back, trying to give as good as I was getting. The passion was building between us and Tim got progressively more handsy as the minutes went by. Eventually, he pulled away and looked me over again. Without a word, he grabbed my hand and started slowly walking me down the dark hallway to a different room than last time. "I thought we'd change things up this time, hope for better results," he said as he opened the door and led me inside. The room wasn't very big, but what it lacked in size it made up in ambience. A soft red glow lit up the space and I smelled that same scent I had gotten from the wet spot in my underwear after he came inside me. It overwhelmed my senses and I felt a rush of horniness from my toes up through the top of my head as the memory of our first encounter played through my mind. I sagged a little and let out an involuntary moan. The rest of the room was sparse, but I noticed some drawers in a corner with various small bottles on top, some of which I recognized as lube. In the middle of the room was a sling. I had seen enough porn to know what it was but I had never been in one before. My heart jumped with excitement as I imagined myself in place of some of the bottoms I'd seen online. "This is my special room, hasn't let me down yet. I think you're really going to enjoy yourself here." Tim led me over the sling and helped me into it, lifting my legs into the stirrups so that my hole was exposed. He took a second to bend down and blow lightly on my hole, which clenched automatically at the sensation. With a quick chuckle, Tim turned and started rifling through the drawers while I got settled. I laid back and took stock of my surroundings, noticing a mirror on the ceiling above me. Tim had turned back around and I could see him taking off his briefs in the mirror, his monster of a cock springing out once the fabric was out of the way and just barely brushing against my ass. A shiver went through me and I tried to adjust my position to get closer to him. "Hehe, hungry tonight eh?" Tim chuckled. "Let's make sure you get what you came for." He reached behind him in one of the drawers, his arm out of sight. "Sometimes I can get a little rough and accidentally push guys back in the sling, these will help you stay put." In a flash, he quickly wrapped my ankles with some restraints and attached them to the sling. Startled, I started to try and sit up, but he gave the sling a strong push that caused me to lose my balance and fall backwards. He gestured in my direction and said, "See? Now I can really open you up without you falling out the back." "I don't know about this," I mumbled, feeling some anxiety building despite his efforts to calm me down. Things were moving very quickly and now I wasn't sure I was ready for this kind of play. "It's not a big deal, it's just so you don't slide while we're fucking. I won't restrain your hands for now," he grinned. He stood directly in front of me, hands on his hips and his hard cock jutting straight out in front, pressed against my hole. My movements in the sling trying to sit up again made the tip drag slightly across my opening and I could feel a wetness that must have been precum. I was torn between fear and lust, still trying to hold myself up but not quite sure what to do. Tim just looked down at me, watching with a hungry expression while I tried to sort my thoughts. My abs and arms were starting to get tired from holding my torso up. "Well? What's it gonna be, boy?" Tim finally prompted. "You really want to stop now?" I leaned back, covering my face with my arm. "I don't know, it just feels like a lot." "You asked for this, boy. You reached out to me, remember?" he scolded me, but he still didn't move. I felt bad. He was right, I had initiated all of this and now I was giving him blue-balls just because I got nervous? I moved my arm and looked up at him. There was a disappointment in his face that made me feel even more guilty than before. How would I have reacted if I was in his position? I would have been upset too, it wasn't really fair of me. "Ok, sorry. It's ok, It's just a lot of firsts all at once. I'm overreacting," I apologized. Tim's disappointment immediately melted away and was replaced by a big grin. "Good boy! I knew you'd come around, but be ready - once I start, I'm not stopping until you take my load. Especially now... last chance to back out." He rocked his hips and his dick poked at my hole, the precum letting the tip start to open me up, just a little... "Yeah, ok... let's do it," I agreed and reached up to grab the chains and brace myself. Tim leaned over me and kissed me hard again. "That's good, boy. Here, take a long inhale of this, it'll help with the first push." He reached behind him and grabbed one of the bottles, opening it and holding it under my nose. "What is it?" I asked, it smelled like the nail polish remover my sister used. "This is poppers. It'll help your hole relax and open you up faster. It feels good," Another new thing... but I had already agreed so I put my doubts aside and took a deep breath when he held the bottle under my nose. A couple seconds later I felt a warm rush and tingles through my entire body. I closed my eyes and threw my head back, enjoying the feeling. Tim saw me react and said, "Perfect, now deep breath, boy - here it comes." He grabbed the sling and started to push. The poppers did their job and my hole relaxed despite the intrusion and soon, and I had a perfect view of his dick in the mirror overhead as my hole opened up for him and he slipped further and further inside me. "Oh..my..god," I breathed heavily and my body started shaking from all the sensations. I had forgotten how big he was and it felt like he was splitting me open, but my body was somehow managing to take him in. I was having trouble sorting through what was pain and what was pleasure, focused on the feeling of my pulse in my hole, gripping his cock with each beat. "Fuck yeah, that feels amazing," Tim kept pushing slowly and steadily into me. I couldn't believe he was still going, it already felt like he was so deep. "Almost there, another big push coming," he reminded me. I jolted a little at the memory, remembering the crazy sensation of his last inch just as he met the resistance in my hole. I felt the intense pressure and pushed slightly against it, and with one final shift of the hips, Tim's cock forced its way through and deep inside me. "Oh yeah, that's the spot. I fuckin love this hole, you're gonna be my good boy forever, right?" Tim started rocking, each thrust pushing that deep spot over and over. I was still reeling from the aftereffects of the poppers, and I writhed in the sling, trying to savor every sensation. Tim didn't let up at all, and soon I was overcome by the power of his fucking. He pushed deep into me with each thrust, pulling out just enough each time that I felt every inch of him over and over and over. Soon, his breathing turned ragged and his thrusts more urgent. I could tell he was getting close. "Here comes number one!" He almost shouted as he pressed against me, leaning hard against the sling until he was almost hanging off me by his dick, and with one final push I could feel the hot pulsing of his cock as his cum flowed into me. A deep satisfaction started to fill my brain and I knew, this is what I had been looking for... and now I wanted, no...needed, more. My cock leaked a steady stream of precum as he started to pump in and out again, riding out the end of his intense orgasm. Tim collapsed on my chest and kissed me deeply, his dick still hard inside me. "That was so good, I couldn't hold off any longer. Give me a sec and we'll go for round two." We stayed like that for a few minutes, and his cock never softened. I could feel his desire radiating through my hold, making my whole body tingle as it reciprocated what I felt from him. Slowly, he stood back up and started slowly pumping again. The feeling was different now, easier with the additional lubrication of his first load inside me. "Fuck... yes, feels so good!" I moaned. Tim settled into a nice rhythm and before long, I was fully enjoying the ride again. The sling made it so that he went deep with every stroke. I watched his face while he fucked me, and could tell he was trying to make it last. As time passed, Tim started to get more aggressive and more verbal. "This fuckin hole, I could breed you for days." "You feel so good, I love being balls deep in you." "Yeah, getting nice and loose, I love a sloppy hole that doesn't fight me." "Gonna knock you up good, boy." I could understand what he had said about the ankle restraints, some of the thrusts were definitely pushing me hard. I struggled to accommodate his massive cock inside me - it was definitely stretching me out and pushing me to my limit. But Tim's running commentary helped keep me horny and distracted. We kept it up like that for a while before Tim said, "Yeah... You're gonna take my poz load deep in your hole, boy" He was starting to speed up, "I'm almost there, definitely gonna give you my HIV this time!" Every muscle in my body tensed. The pleasure I had been feeling stopped instantly and my stomach dropped as his words registered. "Wha..what do you mean? Stop, stop please." Wide-eyed, I started to try and sit up again, pushing against his stomach, but I couldn't get any leverage in the sling. Plus, it was hard to balance with him still thrusting into me. I tried to pull away but my legs were strapped in, and every time I tried to sit up or reach him, Tim simply pushed me back down and gave my ass a firm thrust in punishment. My hole clenched in fear. "Oh fuck, you're squeezing my dick so hard. Milking that load out, huh boy? Here it comes!" He laughed, and with a final thrust he pushed as deep as he could into me again. I shouted out and tried to move, but I felt a hot sensation deep in my ass and knew it was too late. His cock gave several strong twitches and my hole reacted instinctively, clenching and relaxing which only seemed to draw everything further inside me. Not only that, but my brain started to get fuzzy and everything seemed to slow down. I couldn't explain it, but it was like my body was working against me. I started to tear up and covered my face with my arm so he wouldn't see. "Good boy, just let it happen. Nice... that's right, get every drop," Tim continued talking to me as if he hadn't just forced me to take his load. He reached behind him and I heard him rummaging through the drawer behind him without removing his cock from my ass. I moved my arm to see what he was doing just in time for him to grab it, slap on a cuff, and secure it to the chain nearby. It was clearly a practiced move, something he had done over and over. I started swinging my free hand wildly, trying desperately to maintain some sort of freedom, but it was a losing battle. Once all my limbs were restrained, Tim finally pulled out of me, leaving me with an empty feeling that didn't give me the relief I thought it should... "There we go, now we can really relax and make sure it takes this time," Tim turned and started looking in the drawer again, eventually turning back with a large butt plug in hand. He spit on it and pushed it into me, and I grunted as it locked into place. "Can't have you wasting my cum now can we?" He laughed again. "Why are you doing this? I don't understand... please let me go." I was shaken, but somehow my own cock was rock hard. I needed to get out of there and figure out what to do next. "Oh come on, you knew exactly what was going on. I told you last time I was breeding you with a toxic load. If that's not what you wanted, why did you contact me? You seemed pretty into it for the first load." I searched my memory and he was right, those were the words he had used the first time. I had taken two HIV positive loads from him already! But as far as I knew, nothing had happened that first time. I must have been lucky... I didn't know how to respond so I stayed quiet. I could feel my pulse on the plug in my ass, and my cock still hadn't gone down. What was wrong with me? "But this time, we'll make sure it takes," Tim said casually. "Always fun finding naive neg boys like you. Thought I got you last time, but my viral load is higher now. The process is already started, and with those big loads, you've got a good dose of my DNA in you already. Your cock knows what's up, you're gonna love it. Once you're poz, you'll be free to take as many loads as you want. We'll make you a proper cumdump soon enough." I was horrified. Was it really too late? I didn't know much about how HIV worked except that this is exactly why I was supposed to use condoms... "Yeah, can't wait to own this hole forever," Tim jiggled the plug in my hole, which caused a glob of precum to leak out of me. He wiped the precum from my cock and licked his finger. "Mmm, love tasting a boy's last neg cum. We'll make sure and get all of it out soon so you can start making the real stuff." He gave me an evil grin and turned around to the drawers again. "You know, no matter who fucks you after today, you'll always have me inside you, boy." When he turned back, he was holding some black straps which he wrapped around my ass. I could feel pressure on the plug and realized the straps were holding it very firmly in place. "This will make sure the plug stays in. I'm gonna take a break and have a drink. You can sit here for a bit and let that settle." I hadn't even thought to push it out... that probably would have been a good idea. Tim walked out of the room and I was left with my thoughts. Alone, I struggled to free one of my arms, but I was stuck. There was really nothing I could do but wait. My heart was racing and I tried to calm myself down. "He can't keep me here forever, I'll get medical help as soon as I get out of here," I thought. But a small part of me started to argue, "he must have been HIV positive for a while and he seems healthy enough. Is it really that bad?" My cock throbbed. It was a dangerous thought. For some amount of time, I fought with myself. I was scared of what the future would be like, and what people would say, but my dick had stubbornly refused to go down ever since he came inside me. And I did still love the feeling of bare sex... maybe it was better like this? No. This was wrong, and besides, it wasn't fair for him to make the decision for me. But did he really? I knew it had been risky to bareback with a stranger. I could have deleted Jake's message and stuck to what I knew. But that would have meant that most of my sex would be with condoms, which sounded awful. What he did to me was unforgiveable and evil. But, Tim did give me a couple chances to back out, and I stuck around... It was probably my own fault for not learning more about the dangers before I really dove into this life. Eventually I came to the conclusion that there was no use in assigning blame right then. Tim was probably right, and it was done already if his viral load was really so high. At this point I may as well try to cooperate and at least enjoy some of it. I took a deep breath and tried to focus on what felt good instead. I discovered that if I tried to push out the plug, relaxing my ass afterwards would let the straps push it back into me with a satisfying thump which felt great. I closed my eyes and kept that up for a bit, starting to get into it when Tim walked back in the room. "Oh, that looks fun. Let me help." He removed the straps and pulled the plug, just enough to give my hole a good stretch, before pushing it back in - only he pushed at an angle I couldn't achieve on my own. It must have been a direct hit on my prostate because my cock gave a huge twitch and a massive glob of precum escaped. He eagerly bent down and licked my shaft, then took the entire thing into his mouth. It felt amazing. I'm not usually into receiving oral, but the sensation of his tongue along with the plug was working for me and I started to feel my own orgasm building. I tried pushing my hips upwards to finish when Tim pulled away, stopping me just short of cumming. "Oh no you don't!" He scolded me. "It looks like you're ready for another round." I was panting with lust and thrusting my hips, but it didn't get me anywhere. "You want more of my dirty poz cum, boy? That's the only way I'm gonna let you cum." Tim teased me. I closed my eyes, partly from not wanting to look at him, and partly to try and hide just how turned on I was. Tim came around and knelt down so that his head was level with mine. He leaned over and whispered in my ear, "It's ok to want it. Giving in is easier and way more fun. Just think about how good it will feel to take loads like mine all the time without worrying. You want that don't you?" He started lightly caressing my chest, pinching one of my nipples as his hand made its way down my body. "Tell me what you want." I was lost in the sensations - the plug in my ass, his hands on my body, his breath in my ear...and I could have sworn I could still feel heat from his load deep in my gut. I shuddered as his hand touched my cock and my resistance started to break. "I want you to fuck me again." "That's not it, boy. What do you want?" He persisted. "I want another load in my ass," I was still holding on. "Come on, just say it. You know you want to." He touched the tip of my cock and dragged his finger lightly all the way down the shaft, slick with my leaking precum. I turned my head to face him and looked deep in his eyes. The look on his face was pure desire, it was intoxicating and drew me in. This man was all power and sex, and I realized I really did want more. I wanted more of him, and everything he was. I leaned into him with a kiss and whispered, "please... please poz me." Tim smiled. "I knew you wanted it deep down the first time we met. This is the life you want, I'm gonna own that ass tonight." He walked back to my ass, and without any more preamble, he shoved his full length inside me. I cried out, but this time it was in desire instead of fear or pain, and when he finally came inside me again, my own cock exploded, ridding itself of the last of my neg cum and my old life. He gave me 3 more loads that night before he undid the restraints. By that point, I was completely broken. I was his. I fell asleep with the plug in my ass and Tim holding me in his arms. He said I should stay for the long weekend to make sure we passed any chance of medical intervention. I didn't resist, I begged him to fill me again and again. Even after the weekend, I spent most evenings with him taking as many of his loads as I could. And a couple weeks later, I woke up to the worst flu I had ever experienced - Tim by my side, grinning before pushing into me again.

got my babies into a young 23 year old smooth asian twink this past weekend, said he normally doesnt fuck older guys (I'm 43) but said my cock looked too good. walked in, he was face down ass up with that hot little hole waiting. didn't know his name or anything about him except I'm almost double his age. hit little magic hole drained me dry

Not sure if stepfather is considered incest. My stepfather passed during Covid but he was a long haul trucker. I lived with him after my mother divorced him because he payed for my engineering degree. I enjoyed joining him as his trucking assistant during summer. While he knew that I am a gay and a bottom he never did me until one day he saw me riding a fellow trucker in the shower at a truck stop. He never gave me any reason except he said that something clicked in him seeing me on someone else's cock that made him jealous and since then he became my fuck daddy. He was a very caring father and he was an excellent fucker in bed. He knew exactly what I needed to be satisfied sexually. He would proudly share me with other trucker buddies. Since his passing I miss daddies.

When I was trying to be safe I would let a guy persuade me to put it in bare. And more than once I got a load in my hole. I guess I really did want it, because I never got mad that they'd cum inside me. I'd just tell myself that they were obviously safe, and I was lucky to be able to take their load without consequences. I was very good at justifying what I thought I didn't want, but really did.

Chapter II. I couldn’t stop thinking about these POZ guys from my past. The more I thought about how the virus had changed each of them, the more I wanted to play together with them all again. I couldn’t help but feeling sort of sorry for Karl, the one guy who had not moved to NYC and was likely to live out his years free from allowing himself to be a cumwhore. I hadn’t been getting a lot of dick lately, and thinking about those hot POZ guys got me horny. One night, after reading some sexy stories and cruising hook-up sites online, I decided I’d be a bit naughty and check out the scene at a DVD store in midtown. I’d read stories online about video arcades and gloryholes, but I’d never actually been to one. I sort of knew what to expect. I paid a really cute skinny guy in a booth a few bucks and headed down a dark hallway lined with doors. I could hear moans of men fucking on the videos, and moans of men fucking in the booths. I found an empty booth and went in, dropped a few coins into a slot, and flicked through a few channels until I found a video of a guy in a sling surrounded by bearish tops getting ready to fuck him. I unbuttoned my pants and started jerking. After a minute or two, I heard the door to the booth next to mine open. I heard coins plinking, and a movie clicking on. Only seconds later, I saw a beautiful white uncut cock slide through a hole in the wall. Must have been seven inches long, going back to a tuft of chestnut brown pubes and a huge ballsack. I instinctively knelt down and started tonguing that cock. I loved blowing a total stranger. It made my dick drip to think about swallowing this guy’s load, or maybe even letting him fuck me bareback. I swallowed him to the balls and kept my mouth there, allowing him to fuck my throat through the wall. As he pounded into my mouth, I could feel my throat producing lots of spit and he was drooling precum, as his foreskin worked back and forth . I loved not knowing his status as I gulped down his juices. My stranger picked up his pace and then suddenly pulled out of the hole. I heard him bend down and whisper through the hole, “Show me your ass, faggot!” I followed directions and stood up and spun around as fast as I could. I pressed my ass against the cold sticky booth wall, where countless other whores had done the same thing. I shivered thinking about the STDs that had probably been contracted through the wall. I felt a beardy chin scrape against my ass and a warm, wet tongue glide over my ass. This guy chomped down on my ass, chewing and gnawing at my ass, before I felt his fingers start to play with me. His wet digits went into my ass very smoothly and I could feel myself loosening up for him. He withdrew his fingers and I felt an emptiness that was replaced right away by and damp cock. He slapped against my hole a few times and sank the head of his dick into me. I didn’t check, but I am sure he was fucking me bare. I felt like such a slut! My stranger slammed into me a few times, but never deeply. I guess the wall was preventing him from entering me as deeply as he would have liked because he pulled all the way out. “Open your door man, I’m gonna fuck you good!” I scurried over to the door to allow him to enter. I unlocked it, and saw a flash of skin come back through the gloryhole. I was confused until I realized this dick was cut, and shiny from being in someone else’s hole. While distracted, my top stranger entered and relocked the door as he forced my face down to suck this new strange cock. I swallowed the new dick, savoring the taste of some whore’s ass juices on a bare dick. He must have been topping someone bare but hadn’t finished. He was much thicker than the first dick, and I had to stretch my jaw to swallow him down without my teeth gnawing into him. My top thrust into me, causing me to gag on the cut dick in the gloryhole. He must have liked that because he did it again a few times. With no wall between us, he was able to get really deep inside me. I reached down to jerk my dick, and play with his balls. I felt his cock entering me and confirmed that he wasn’t wearing a condom. Even though we were in the same room, and I was giving myself to him raw, I hadn’t seen his face, and he hadn’t seen mine. I didn’t know his name and hadn’t even seen his face. I only knew I wanted and needed his dick. My fucker plowed me for no more than four or five minutes, holding my head down on a strange cock, until he quickened his pace and he trusts became erratic. I knew he about to cum in me. I reached back to hold my cheeks apart for him as he slammed into my ass and began shooting his load. He grunted and moaned as he bred me. That sound got the other guy off and he started cumming hard in my mouth. I swallowed as much as I could, but he came so much it was dripping out of my mouth and down my chin. I pulled off, but he kept cumming, shooting cum right into my eye. I closed my eyes hard, trying to keep them from stinging and was disoriented as my top stood me up to mash his bearded face into mine. He licked the cum out of my eye and off of my chin. When he had tongued the cum from my eyes, I opened them to see a familiar face. It took me a second before I realized it was Karl, the guy from the five-way orgy who was now married and living in the Midwest somewhere! Karl recognized me right as I recognized him and staggered a bit. I felt his load trickling out of my ass as he stood there and chuckled. He shook his head, eventually smiling. “I knew I’d run into someone I knew in a place like this…” I smiled and told him it was my first time. I’m not sure he believed me. “You wanna go grab a cup of coffee and catch up, or you wanna stay here and take some more loads?” I was going to agree to a coffee when he smiled and pointed back at the gloryhole. A new olive-skinned uncut dick had appeared. “Up for sharing this one?” he asked. I smiled and knelt down to gobble it up. Within a few seconds, we were alternating blowing and licking as we kissed across this guy’s thick juicy cock. Karl managed to swallow the whole length better than I was, so I figured out he hadn’t given up cocksucking forever when he got married. He was even fingering his hole as he deepthroated! When the olive dick was good and wet, Karl stood up and backed right onto it. This guy had enough length that he didn’t have a problem getting deep enough to enjoy himself through the wall. Karl rode that dick until he had had his fill and pulled off. He guided that slimy cock into my bare hole and I backed onto it. It went in easy, with all of Karl’s load already lubing me up. I felt almost ripped open as he pounded away. It hurt like hell, but felt so good. “Let me have his load, man! I don’t get many loads where I’m from!” I obliged and pulled off. Karl sank back down on that dick and groaned. We kissed hard as the guy through the wall pounded away. He was shaking the whole partition as he got closer to cumming. “Give it to me! Fucking give me that seed!” The man wasn’t holding back and shouted back, “If you want my dirty seed, you’re gonna get it!!!” Karl froze as he heard those words, realizing that the dick in his hole was probably POZ. But it was too late to do anything about it, and the guy fucked his load into his ass. I made out with him hard as the guy finished off and Karl stood up slowly. My fingers found their way to Karl’s stretched out hole and felt the POZ top’s load already starting to ooze out. I flipped Karl around and dove into his hole, working that toxic seed in and out of his ass. When I had a mouthful of cum, I stood Karl up and fed it to him. The door must have been left unlocked, because I heard it creak open. Standing in the doorway was Pete, Karl’s ex-boyfriend, nude, with a towel draped over his shoulder. He was jerking his monster cock smiling at us. “Hey there strangers. Want to stay here and fuck around, or take this party back to my place?” Karl and I were all over him. Karl kissed him as I knelt down and took his POZ dick in my mouth. I was ready to let Pete breed both of us, but he pulled me off of his dick. “I have a better idea. Let’s see if we can recreate some magic that happened a decade ago… Let’s go back to my place and see if I can invite some friends over…” Without hesitation, we got dressed and headed back to Pete’s place. To be continued.

Good boy! Wish I was in town to pump a few more loads deep into that beautiful pussy of yours. Would love to breed that smooth hole while sniffing your feet in those striped socks.

Ten Years Later… Chapter 1. Ten years ago I took part in my first orgy. I was in college and had a boyfriend back at school, but was out of town on a summer job. I wound up at a 4th of July party with a bunch of hot guys. After a few strong bourbons that went down too quickly, I found myself a bit tipsy in the back yard with four other guys. Peter and Karl were a couple, another, Sam, was visiting for the weekend, and John, on whom I had a secret crush, was a probably about fifteen years older than the rest of us, oh, and he had a very nice, tight body. We all laughed and chatted telling our outrageous stories of exploring gay sex. Sam, the guy from New York was by far the most experienced among us. Sam hinted how piggy he could be, and the older guy told him to prove it. Right there, in front of anyone who cared to see, he dropped to his knees and started tonguing John’s hardening dick through his pants. John stood him up and kissed him hard on the mouth before reaching over for Pete’s crotch. Karl was a bit surprised and swatted his hand away. Pete gave his boyfriend a look as if to say, “Let’s just go with it,” and reached over to grab my dick through my pants. We all made out with each other until Sam invited us all back to his hotel. We walked, quickly, over to the hotel, me in between Sam and John as they both groped my ass, followed by Pete and Karl who were whispering about how far they wanted to go with any group action. Karl didn’t seem to want to share his boyfriend with the group, but Pete was into it. We got to the hotel and Sam had us all strip one by one as he fished out our dicks and sucked our dicks. He managed to get both my cock and John’s cock down his throat simultaneously. It felt so good having my cock sliding against this older guy I had had a crush on for weeks. John maneuvered me to Sam’s ass and taught me how to rim. We licked and fingered Sam’s hole while he alternated between Pete and Karl’s dicks. Sam was moaning as John’s stubbly face ground against his hole. “Somebody FUCK me!” he cried out. John stood me up as Sam scooted to the edge of the bed. He guided my dick into Sam’s hole with one hand on my cock and another at my ass. “What about a condom?” I asked. At this point in my life, I had only had sex with one or two guys, and always safe. Sam pulled off of Pete’s monster dick and asked "Will I catch anything from you?" I shook my head no, and without a word, Sam went back to sucking Pete as John guided my bare cock into Sam's ass. Sam groaned as I bottomed out inside him, and I remember thinking 'Fuck, this feels so good' and honestly I had never known how smooth and silky an ass could feel. I probably only lasted two minutes before I felt my cum stirring in my balls. John could tell I was tensing up and as I tried to back out of Sam, John stood right behind me, with his hard slimy cock working up and down my crack. He wouldn’t move, so I couldn’t pull out! John leaned forward and whispered, “Breed him boy. Get that cunt really wet for me.” With that, I came, shooting the biggest load of my life deep into Sam’s ass. I was trembling as John shoved me away and down onto the bed. John slid easily into Sam as he shoved his hips back to meet John’s thrusts. Pete and Karl descended on my cummy dick, and together, the two of them cleaned my cock of ass juice and cum. Sharing those two boyfriends, who had such an intense bond with each other, was so damned sexy. Sam was groaning, and with his mouth free, talking dirtier than I had ever heard anyone talk. “Gonna fill me up? What’s your name again? Give me your load, you stud!” That talk pushed John over the edge and he fired off into Sam, adding his load to the cummy mix brewing in his guts. When John was finished, he pulled out slowly and the boyfriends devoured his dick. Sam caught his breath and lined Pete and Karl up side by side on the bed on their backs. He squatted over Pete’s dick and rode it for a few strokes before pulling off and riding Karl. He switched back and forth a few times as John stood behind me and tweaked my nipples. “I’ve got an idea,” he said, guiding me to my knees between Karl’s legs as he did the same between Pete’s legs. With Sam bouncing up and down on Pete’s cock, he held Sam’s shoulders down and slid his dick in alongside Pete. Sam screeched with a mix of joy and pain as his ass spread to accommodate two big cocks in him. He stayed still and let the guys below him do the work. He then stood up and lowered himself onto Karl’s cock. John motioned to me to slide in as well, so I did. It felt so tight and so slippery. When Sam couldn’t take it any more, he lay down on his back, pulling his knees up to his shoulders. Pete mounted Sam and jackhammered into his man pussy. As he approached orgasm, he looked around for Karl, “Can I cum in him? Can I fill him up?” Karl climbed up behind him, grinding his dick into his boyfriend’s ass, preventing him from pulling out. “Is that as 'yes'?” Sam asked. Karl and Pete called out together, “Fuck yeah!” And with that, Pete slammed into Sam’s ass shooting off his load, but he had to get out of Karl’s way quickly as Karl slid into Sam’s hole and came only seconds later. When Karl pulled out, there was a stream of cum dripping out of Sam’s ass. Sam spread his ass cheeks apart and fingered his ass. An unbelievable amount of cum seeped down his hairy crack and onto the sheets. John knelt down and started licking it up. When he had a mouth, and beard, full, he slithered up to Sam’s mouth and dropped a huge wad of cum into his mouth. Fuck, that was hot. Sam went back to New York the next day, and I didn’t play together with John or the boyfriends Pete and Karl again that summer. I did hear that Karl and Pete broke up a few weeks later. And I went back to my boyfriend at school, never telling him that something had been unleashed within me. I started seeking out porn with internal cumshots and creampies. I started seeking out bareback sex videos and orgies and gangbangs. I wanted that freedom again that I had felt that amazing night. This was all before the advent of social media, so I fell out of touch with those guys. Years later, I became 'friends' with them online and reconnected. I wasn’t surprised when most of us had moved to New York. I ran into Sam a few times around town, and once at the beach. When I saw him with his shirt off, I was shocked at how much slimmer he had become. I was also shocked by the biohazard tattoo now emblazoned around his navel. I remarked on it, asking him when he had become POZ, and he told me it happened about ten years ago. I thought back to that night and wondered if he had already been POZZED when we had had our orgy. A few months later, I ran into John on the subway. Damn, he looked good, hotter than ever. His beard was impeccably groomed and this guy was quite the daddy. John seemed more bulky and muscled, with his t-shirt clinging to his wide hairy pecs. I noticed that he too had a new tattoo, and tribal armband that upon closer inspection was interlocking biohazard symbols. I remarked on it, and he just laughed, saying that he was surprised I wasn’t POZ too. He told me that he’d been POZ at least ten years and that he loved breeding NEG boys. I wondered if he had POZZED Sam that night ten years ago when we had had our orgy. He suggested that we get together sometime soon and maybe we could make up for lost time. Fuck, I was practically weak at the knees. Only a few weeks ago, I got a message from Pete online. He messaged me that he was 'being naughty'. In short, he was high was a kite, taking loads, and wanted me to come over and fuck him. I was rock-hard instantaneously. He told me that he liked to rub some drugs into his ass and take cum. I asked if he was still NEG, and he replied, “LOL. Nope. Not for a long time.” Unfortunately I was busy with work, so I couldn’t sneak away and go fuck him. So far, the only boy who wasn’t part of that five-way that doesn’t live in New York is Karl. I looked him up online, and he’s married, to a woman, living in the Midwest raising a family. Seems like he’s not fucking guys any more, at least not publicly, so he’s out of the running. Otherwise, I’d love to have a five-way to mark when I realized what I’ve always been: a cum whore who, as it turns out, craves POZ cum. And I know just the three guys to give it to me. To be continued…

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

Hi everybody! I’ve written a lot of erotic fiction elsewhere, but this is my first story on Breeding Zone. I’m sure a similar setup has been done in the past, but I thought this would be a fun saga to write. The premise is the path of a virus making its way from person to person, claiming more and more victims (both willing and unwilling). Enjoy! Patient 1: Sam The summer of 1983 was off to a sweltering start. Sam had moved to San Francisco three years ago, but he couldn’t remember a hotter period in the city. He’d stayed inside as much as possible, glued to the small AC unit in the bedroom window of his tiny apartment. Of course, that awful flu from last week certainly hadn’t helped. He’d come down pretty suddenly with a raging fever and horrible muscle aches, confined to his room for almost two weeks. He could barely get out of bed, let alone out into that summer heat. Now that he was feeling better, he was looking forward to finally getting laid. It had been too long since he’d had sex. The last guy he’d fucked had been this totally hot flight attendant he’d met on a flight back to his hometown in Alabama. The guy was a total DILF: mid-30s, blonde hair, thick mustache like a caterpillar. The second Sam stepped on the plane he knew he was gonna fuck this guy. They were barely off the ground before the attendant slipped Sam a note asking him to meet him in the first-class lavatory. When he arrived, the guy already had his cock out of his pants and was stroking it. “Get on your knees,” he said. Sam complied, dropping to the ground and taking the man’s cock into his soft mouth. He sucked him hungrily, bringing the guy’s cock to full, beautiful hardness within seconds. “Bend over the sink.” The man pulled his pants down to the ground. His cock sprang out, wet and hard. Sam had only bottomed once or twice before, but this cock was too delicious to pass up. He unzipped his pants, releasing his throbbing cock from his briefs. He stroked it in his hand as he felt the head of the man’s cock rubbing up against his hole. Then it was pushing its way in, tearing up his insides as it sank deep inside. A little lube would have been nice, though Sam never used lube himself when he was the one doing the fucking. He preferred the natural, slick wetness of a man’s insides. The flight attendant fucked him roughly, grabbing his hips and thrusting him back against his cock. Precum dripped out of his cock, which bounced wildly with every thrust. “Such a tight hole,” the man said with a smirk. “You a virgin?” “Mmph… I’m a top… ugh…” moaned Sam. The man laughed, then picked up the pace, fucking him harder. “Sure you are.” Sam just moaned. The cock was rubbing up against something inside him, and as he stroked his cock, he could feel his orgasm just around the corner. But before he could shoot off, the man shoved his cock deep inside him and groaned. “Take that load… fuck yeah,” said the flight attendant as his cock pulsed inside Sam’s hole. He could feel every burst of the man’s seed as it worked its way deep inside his rectum. It was just what he needed to push him over the edge, spraying his own load over the bathroom mirror as he let out a cry. But that had been a month ago. He stayed with his parents in Alabama for the next couple of weeks, which left him no time (and very little options) for cruising. Then, the second he stepped foot back into the city, he’d been hit with that awful flu. Sam hadn’t gone this long without having sex since he’d lost his virginity at 18. He knew he was a bit of a late bloomer, but he’d wasted no time making up for it over the next three years. At 21, he was still in his sexual prime. He was tall and trim, with a body he’d worked hard for and a pretty sizable dick he’d been blessed with. He practically lived at the baths, spending his evenings after work pumping iron and cruising the sauna. He’d gotten off in more guys than he could count, getting his dick sucked and blowing a load in whichever naive bottom just moved to town. Now it was a Sunday morning, bright and hot as ever. He’d used up his sick pay calling out the last two weeks, so he knew he’d have to go back in tomorrow. Today was his last chance to get laid before the workweek. He pulled on a pair of white jockey Y-fronts and some cutoff jean shorts, his dark brown bush peeking out from the top. A lot of guys these days had started shaving, but he loved how manly he felt with a full, dark bush. There was something so hot about seeing a guy’s nose buried in his pubes. Since it was too hot to wear much more than that outside, he tucked a tank top into his back pocket and headed out the door. As soon as he stepped outside he felt the sun beating down on him. Sweat dripped down his chest, practically steaming off of his hot skin. For a moment he wondered if he was still slightly feverish. Perhaps he should stay home after all. But his cock was too busy leading the way, so he wiped his brow and set off in the direction of the baths, already dreaming of slipping into the cold pool. When he turned the corner, the sight of the man at the end of the block almost made him stop in his tracks. He was short and thick, a perfect mix of muscle and curves that Sam loved on the guys he fucked. Forget the skinny twinks–Sam was all about having something to grab onto while fucking. The guy wore a black tank top and baseball cap, which showed off his dark tan skin and beefy chest. As he got closer, Sam could see that he was probably Latino. He had a thin black mustache on his upper lip, and he was looking right at Sam with a gleam he recognized all too well. They slowed down as they passed each other, each turning their heads to check the other out. Sam got a look at the guy’s ass, which looked full and fuckable in a pair of black workout shorts. He locked eyes with the guy again, who smiled and beckoned him with a subtle nod. The chase was on. Sam turned on his heels, following the hot Latino man down the street. He was growing hard at the anticipation of sinking into that tight hole. He shoved his hand down his Y-fronts to adjust himself, then grinned as the man looked back and saw him. The guy kept walking for another couple of blocks before turning down a street lined with a row of apartments. After a minute, he stopped in front of a tall rust-colored building. Without looking at Sam, he walked up the stairs to the entrance and unlocked the door. For a second, Sam thought he’d disappeared inside without him, but as he made his way up the steps, he could see a hand holding the door open. He put his hand on the other man’s, feeling his soft, warm skin as he slipped inside the apartment and the door shut behind them. Without a word, he followed the guy up the stairs. The man’s ass was an inch away from his face, jiggling deliciously in those black shorts. He stuck his nose in close and breathed deeply, inhaling the man’s musk. He’d have his tongue deep in there in a minute, he was sure. The man stopped on the third floor in front of one of the apartment doors. He turned and smiled at Sam. “Dario,” he said. “Excuse me?” The guy laughed. “Dario. It’s my name.” He had a little bit of an accent that Sam found incredibly sexy. “Oh. I’m Sam.” Dario bit his lip. “Sam… would you like to come inside?” Would he ever! He put his thumb on Dario’s lip, pulling open that soft mouth. He slipped it inside to feel the wetness of Dario’s tongue. Dario closed his mouth around it, sucking on Sam’s thumb like it was an audition. “Fuck yeah,” he said. He grabbed the back of Dario’s head and pulled him in for a kiss. His tongue invaded Dario’s mouth, wrestling for dominance. His hands slid into Dario’s shorts and squeezed that thick, juicy ass. He could feel the heat rising in him, urging him to seed this bottom. But before his fingers could make their way into the holy land, Dario broke the kiss. “Follow me,” he said breathlessly. He opened the door and walked inside the apartment, leaving Sam to follow. The place was small but intimate. It looked like Dario lived alone–good. No interruptions, then. Dario stripped off his tank top. He was smooth all over, a thin layer of sweat covering his light brown skin. Sam reached forward and grazed his fingertips against Dario’s skin. He rubbed his thumbs over the man’s nipples. Dario shuddered and leaned his head back, exposing his neck for the taking. Sam leaned in and ran his lips against Dario’s ear. “What are you into?” he whispered. He was playing with Dario’s nipples, enjoying hearing the bottom boy moan. “Whatever you want,” whimpered Dario. He smiled. Right answer. He latched onto Dario’s neck, kissing and licking and biting him as his hands groped the man’s ass. He reached his fingers underneath Dario’s shorts to feel the rough band of a jockstrap. He pulled it back and let it smack against Dario’s ass, making the man moan again. Then he slid his fingers downward, prying apart those sweaty cheeks to find the sweet hole between them. Dario let out a whimper as Sam’s fingertip brushed against his hole. He gently rubbed the outside of it, feeling the smoothness. Smooth holes always made him rock hard. He stuck the tip of his finger inside and wiggled it deep. “Oh, fuck,” said Dario. Sam cut him off with a kiss. His tongue was rough, fighting its way inside the little Latino bottom. He needed to be inside him and he needed to be inside him now. “Bedroom,” he said gruffly. Dario grabbed his cock through his jean shorts, leading him through the living room to a smaller room at the back. The room was dark and hot, with blackout curtains cutting off the light. A fan was running at full blast, but it did little more than swirl the hot air around the room. “Sorry there’s no AC,” said Dario. “Get on the bed.” Sam pulled off his shorts and underwear, letting his dick spring free. Dario laid back against the bed, but when he reached to grab Sam’s dick, Sam grabbed his hands. “No touching,” he said. “You have rope? Handcuffs?” Dario reached into his bedside table and pulled out a pair of cuffs. “Perfect. Now turn around.” He took the cuffs from Dario, then watched as Dario lay flat on his stomach, arms outstretched. Good boy. He put the handcuffs on Dario’s left wrist, then looped it through the headboard before attaching it to his other wrist. He was leaking like mad, leaving a trail of precum on Dario’s lower back. He pulled off Dario’s shorts to reveal his smooth hole. The boy’s ass was so big it looked like the jockstrap could barely contain it. He grabbed his cheeks and pried them apart, mouth watering as he ran his tongue over that tight pucker. Dario was moaning like crazy now, writhing against the bed as he ate him out. He loved eating a boy’s pussy. They were like putty in your hands if you knew how to work your tongue in their hole. But his cock was hard and angry. It wanted in. He rubbed his cock against Dario’s hole and put his mouth against the bottom’s ear. “You want this dick inside you.” It wasn’t a question. “Yes,” whispered Dario. But just as he was about to shove it into that warm, wet slice of heaven, he heard the words that made his blood run cold. “There’s a condom in the drawer.” Sam growled. He had never used a condom in his life. He sure as hell wasn’t about to start now. “I don’t do condoms.” “But haven’t you heard?” Dario looked back at him, eyes wide. “Heard what?” “There’s that thing going around. A virus. My friend in New York was telling me about it. He gave me a pamphlet.” Dario nodded towards the nightstand. It held a small white pamphlet with black lettering that read How to Have Sex in an Epidemic: One Approach. “It says you could get it from getting fucked,” said Dario. Sam huffed. “Well, I don’t get fucked. I fuck. So you don’t have to worry about me, baby–I’m clean.” He rubbed his cock against Dario’s hole again, hoping to make the bottom forget about all this condom nonsense. “Mm.. oh fuck.. It’s not… look, man, I hate it too. But you gotta put one on, okay?” Sam sighed angrily. He was half tempted to just walk out of there, leave Dario handcuffed, and find some bottom at the baths who actually knew how to fuck the way God intended. But the boy looked so fucking hot there, handcuffed and helpless. And that hole had tasted so good… maybe it would be worth it, just this once. “Fine. Where are they?” Dario nodded his head to the nightstand drawer. Sam pulled out a roll of condoms, looking at them in disgust. What was he, a fucking hetero? All this condom talk was making his dick limp. He tore off one of the condoms and set it on the table. He climbed further up the bed, grabbed Dario’s head, and turned it to the side, then shoved his cock deep inside the guy’s mouth. He face fucked him for a minute, getting his dick nice and wet and back to full mast. Finally, when he felt hard as a rock, he ripped open the condom and rolled it down onto his cock. “There’s some lube-” “I don’t need lube,” said Sam. He spit on his hand and rubbed it around the edge of the condom. Then, in one fell swoop, he shoved his cock deep inside Dario’s asshole. “Oh, fuck! Dude, you gotta take it easy,” pleaded Dario. So, maybe he was punishing him a little. So what. He deserved it, what with all that condom bullshit. He pulled his dick out halfway, then rammed it back inside. “Oh! Oh, Jesus,” Dario whimpered. Sam rammed his cock in and out, in and out. He was dripping sweat from his forehead onto Dario’s back, running down that beautiful skin and pooling in the man’s lower back. He leaned down and kissed Dario, thrusting his cock deep inside him again and again. He could feel Dario whimpering in his mouth, no doubt struggling as Sam’s cock tore him up inside. But Sam had enough experience to know that soon enough Dario would be begging him for more. He grabbed the back of Dario’s head and shoved him face-first in the pillow, plowing the man’s hole with reckless abandon. “Take that cock you fucking faggot,” he moaned. Dario’s hole was unbelievably tight, but he couldn’t shake the feeling of how much better it would be raw. The condom felt tight around the head of his dick, making his cock feel less sensitive. He fucked him harder and faster, channeling his rage into his cock. The condom got tighter and tighter around the head of his cock until it was almost too much to bear. Then he felt it–that glorious pop. The condom had snapped. “Oh fuck…” he moaned. His cock felt like heaven inside Dario’s hole. Now there was nothing between the sensitive head and Dario’s warm, wet insides. There was nothing holding him back anymore. He pulled his cock out and thrust it back in, rubbing his cockhead across Dario’s wet fuck chute. “Ugh… Oh… That feels so good,” Dario moaned. “You like that? Like being fucked by a real man?” “Ugh.. yeah… the-the condom’s still on, right?” Sam rolled his eyes. “Of course it is.” “Uhh… are you sure?” He smacked Dario’s ass, making the flesh jiggle. “Don’t worry about it. Now squeeze your ass on my dick.” Dario put his face into the pillow and arched his back up, squeezing his tight hole around Sam’s dick. “Deeper,” he moaned. Sam smirked as he started fucking him again. These bottoms were so stupid. A little bit of dominance and they’ll do anything you say. He couldn’t wait to paint this boy’s insides with his nut, just like God intended. He was fucking him roughly again, lost in the animalistic heat of the moment. His skin felt like it was on fire, hotter than it had been when he was feverous just a few days ago. He slammed his hips against Dario’s cheeks, holding onto the jockstrap like a horse’s reigns as he fucked the shit out of this boy. “Ugh… oh slow down, that hurts…” He ignored him, picking up the pace as he felt his orgasm build. The only thing that mattered now was his own pleasure. He needed to spill his seed, to breed this boy and mark him as his own. He needed to plant his seed so deep inside of Dario that he would be a part of him forever. “Ugh… fuck… I’m coming!” He wrapped his arms around Dario’s chest, squeezing the boy tightly as he blew his load inside him. His cock was planted as far in as it could go, and he felt nothing but ecstasy as it filled the boy’s rectum with cum. He could feel his cock throbbing, pulsing with his heartbeat. He collapsed onto Dario’s back, his cock twitching as it released its last few dribbles of cum. He put his nose in Dario’s hair and breathed in the boy’s scent. It smelled clean and fresh, like a flower waiting to be defiled. Another job well done. “That was fucking hot,” said Dario, his back heaving as he breathed heavily. Sam pulled his cock out of Dario’s hole, relishing one last feel of the boy’s insides. There was a light pink froth on the outside of the condom, a beautiful mixture of cum and a little bit of blood that he sometimes saw when he pushed a bottom to his limits. When he pulled his cock all the way out, he could see the tip of the condom hanging precariously off. He laughed to himself. “What’s so funny?” Dario asked, turning his head to smile at him. Sam ripped off the condom and tossed it in the wastebasket by the bed. “Nothing. Let’s get you off.” He wasn’t a total douchebag, after all. Just because he cared more about his own pleasure than anyone else’s didn’t mean he didn’t like helping bottoms get off. He released Dario from the handcuffs, then turned the boy on his back and kissed him. His hand traced down Dario’s chest, squeezing his meaty pecs and pinching his dark brown nipples. He trailed down the smooth, sweaty skin of his pecs and stomach until his hand reached underneath Dario’s ass, where he slipped his fingers in the boy’s hole once more. “Ahh,” Dario hissed. “It’s a little sore.” Sam kissed his neck. “Cum for me, baby,” he whispered. Dario pulled his cock out of the jockstrap pouch, tugging on it as Sam fingered him deeply. He was working the cum deeper into the boy’s hole, careful to remove any trace of his stealthing. After all, what Dario didn’t know couldn’t hurt him. It wasn’t like there was a real chance of him catching anything anyway. Sam had been to the clinic just a couple of months ago and tested clean. What could he possibly have? “Ugh… oh god, yes,” Dario moaned. He was jerking his cock, his hole gripping Sam’s finger like a vice. Sam shoved his finger in as deep as it would go and wiggled it around. “Cum for me. Now!” Dario cried out as his cock began to spurt. The cum flew up and hit him on the chest, covering those beautiful brown nipples in sticky white seed. Sam kissed him, ravaging the boy’s prostate with his finger as he rode the orgasm. God, he loved breeding these boys more than anything but diddling them to completion was a reward all unto itself. He watched the cum spurting out of Dario’s cock less and less until it was just a dribble. “Wow,” Dario whispered once he’d finished cumming. “That was incredible.” Sam smirked. He pulled his finger out of Dario and sucked it clean. He loved the taste of a boy well fucked. Then he pulled on his jean shorts, stuffing the Y-fronts into his pocket. “Can I see you again?” asked Dario. He pulled on his shoes. “I’ll be at the baths if you’re ever up for another round.” It was certainly possible that they’d hook up again, but not very likely. Sam didn’t like to plow the same field too many times–there were so many other holes to conquer. Still, best to let him have a bit of hope. As he left Dario’s apartment, he felt a sudden burst of energy. Instead of heading home, he set off in the direction of the baths. He’d be ready to go again in minutes, of that he was sure. That month off sex had really shaken him. He needed this, a reminder that he was a man meant to breed. Now that he’d gotten off on his latest conquest, he knew there was a whole world out there just waiting to be conquered.

Well said @BareBackBubbleButt! Exactly how I feel about it too! I'm just a hole to cum in. Every single time i'm so grateful the Man picked me to dump his load in.

Chapter 1.2 - Ranch Hands The next morning Ric was leaning on the island in the kitchen, watching Mateo and Marco clean up after breakfast. Both brothers were just wearing shorts and sandals and Ric spent a lot of time staring at Mateo's tattoo and ass. During a lull in the conversation Ric felt Miguel come up behind him. An arm wrapped around his shoulder and gave it a gentle squeeze. "Are you responsible?" Miguel asked quietly. Ric's mind suddenly spun, trying to figure out what he meant. Was he a responsible person? Was he responsible for Mateo getting the tattoo? Was he responsible for pozzing his son and giving Mateo the reason for his scorpion tattoo? Rather than say something wrong he asked "What do mean? I try to be a responsible guy." Miguel turned and looked at Ric seriously. "You obviously like tattoos. I have never heard him say that he wanted one. But also... he isn't a Scorpio. The symbolism in gay culture matches the tattoo you have below your navel" Miguel continued. Ric's heart started to race. "Uh... I was surprised when I first saw it a few months ago. Both of us had been busy and hadn't seen each other for a few weeks until he showed it to me. I think you're going to have to ask him about what it means to him, other than looking cool" Ric replied. "Thanks, I will but I thought you might know. I love both of my sons and I just want the best for them. I am just worried that he's too inexperienced and naive about gay sex" Miguel said. Ric knew they were dancing around the subject of whether Mateo and Ric had HIV, but he wondered how long the cat and mouse game could continue before the subject would get talked about explicitly. "I don't think you need to worry about that. He knows what he's doing and he's smart. That's part of what I love about him" Ric responded, smiling back at Mateo's dad. The conversation fell apart with Ric unwilling to divulge Mateo's status to his dad. With the dishes done, everyone split up. Ric and Mateo were in the family room watching TV, Ric on the floor, leaning on the front of the sofa with his legs spread and Mateo nestled in front of him. Ric whispered into Mateo's ear "Your dad wants to know if I'm responsible for your tattoo. I think he suspects you're poz." "Did you tell him?" Mateo asked. "No. It's up to you to decide who to tell. I told him to ask what it means to you" Ric replied. "Crap. I'm sorry, I didn't want you to get stuck in the middle" Mateo replied. There was a pause and Mateo continued "He knows but I haven't said anything to Marco. I wonder why he's playing dumb and putting you in an awkward position. If he says anything more, let me know and I'll tell him to stop the BS." A little later, Ric and Mateo walked over to the nearby barn. "You ever ride?" Mateo asked and Ric shook his head 'no'. It's simple. You can take the bike that you don't have to shift. It's slower but that won't matter since we're not going to race like I do with Marco" Mateo said. Ric got a quick lesson on riding the small dirt bike and picked it up quickly. With the tanks full, they started riding around the ranch. A few hours in, Mateo peeled off the trail and pulled up to a small grove of trees. Once through, there was a small pond, a shed and a bench. With the bikes parked, they pulled off their helmets and shirts, hanging them on the rack next to the shed. Mateo had his boots off next followed by his jeans. "Come on, strip down. I want to cool down in the pond" he said, almost naked. Ric shucked his clothes and was soon in the water. They washed the dust and dirt off and enjoyed the warm water. After a long kiss, Mateo climbed out of the pond and grabbed a blanket from the shed. Ric got out of the pond, watching Mateo spread the blanket out and realized he was almost dry just from standing in the hot sun. He stood on the blanket, holding it down while Mateo stretched it out. Mateo came up to him, wrapping his arms around and kissing him deeply. "This is private land and you're trespassing" a guy yelled out from the edge of the trees. Ric looked and there were two guys standing by their dirt bikes. They both looked like ranch hands and Ric felt uneasy standing there naked. Slowly, Mateo turned around and saw two of the guys that worked on the ranch. "It's OK, Diego. It's just me and my friend" Mateo called out. There was a laugh and the two workers approached. Ric got a little more worried standing naked only a few feet away from the two guys wearing jeans and boots. Both wore dusty ball caps and the taller of the two looked to be in his late thirties. The tall one had a full beard and a covering of hair on his chest. The shorter one appeared to be a little older than Ric or Mateo, wore a thin mustache and chin patch, and while he didn't have any hair on his chest he made up for it in ink. From the reflections Ric saw, the younger guy also sported numerous piercings in his ears and another in his nose. "Sorry, I didn't recognize you. When did you get the tattoo?" Diego asked. "Last Spring" Mateo replied. "It looks good. I bet your father was pissed. He makes a comment every time I get another one" Diego said. "He hasn't said much. My brother is kinda jealous though. He wants one but dad said no" Mateo replied. He watched the taller worker move toward Ric and kneel in front of him. Diego chuckled, looking over and watching the other worker turn his ball cap around and stare at Ric's cock. "I guess Rodrigo is a little hornier than I thought. I was going to do him, but I think he found a cock he likes better" Diego said. "He should watch out. Ric rarely stops at a blowjob and one fuck can really change you" Mateo said, winking at Diego. Ric stood there looking back and forth between Mateo, Diego and Rodrigo, feeling his cock start to swell but staying quiet. Rodrigo was kneeling in front of Ric on the blanket, looking up and down his body but not touching. "Hmm. Does that mean your tattoo is more than a hot design? Can you sting?" Diego asked, rubbing his bulging crotch and grinning. "Both of us can. And... uh... it looks like you're getting turned on by it" Mateo said. He looked over and Rodrigo had a different expression on his face. One of surprise, but he hadn't moved and was still in the same position in front of Ric. Diego took a deep breath. "I'm a top but I don't think I'd give up a chance at taking a poz load or two" he replied, winking at Mateo. "Ya gotta do it cuz you want it, not cuz my dad owns the ranch. I don't want it to come back and bite him in the ass" Mateo said. Ric pulled Rodrigo's head closer to his cock and felt him lick up the partially hard shaft. "He has a nice ass and I'd love to bite it, but I learned a long time ago not to fuck the boss. Yeah, I want it. All the poz guys around here seem to be undetectable. I thought about heading into the city and hit some places there, but its hard to get away and I don't know how to set up something that would make sure it happens in one trip" Diego replied. "You want to be my personal cum dump for the rest of the summer? I'll make sure you're not shooting blanks by the time I head back to school" Mateo said. He watched Diego kneel down in front of him and look up. "Fuck. That would be so hot" Diego said before he leaned in and took the thick cock into his mouth. For a top guy, Diego was very good at giving head and had Mateo moaning quickly. "What about you, Rodrigo?" Mateo asked, but saw that he now had a mouth full of Ric's cock. The hand pressed firmly on the back of his head wasn't letting him pull off to answer, either. Diego flicked his tongue over the head of Mateo's cut cock and leaned back a bit. "He's a slut and lets anyone fuck him. If your friend doesn't do it, I will when I can" he said. Both Mateo and Ric chuckled but a few moments later, Ric felt a pair of hands grab onto his ass cheeks as Rodrigo took Ric's cock into his throat. Ric let go of Rodrigo's head and let him fuck his face on Ric's stiff shaft. The strong hands gripping his ass felt good while his cock drove into the tight throat. The blowjob Mateo was getting wasn't quite as vigorous but still felt good and got him ready to fuck. He let Diego go a few more minutes and when he saw Ric turning Rodrigo around he slowly pushed Diego's head away. They grinned at each other and Diego turned, pushing his jeans down to expose his hairy ass. Rodrigo growled when Ric pressed his face into his ass and began to tongue fuck him. The growl quickly turned into a loud moan the more Ric jabbed and licked the hungry hole. Mateo was less interested in rimming Diego than getting his cock into him. Two gobs of spit and he was stuffing his steel hard cock into the tight hole. There wasn't enough lube to get in easily, but that was Mateo's intent. Most of the guys he tried to poz got a lot gentler treatment, but he wanted to see Diego succumb to his bug before he headed back to school. Diego cried out at the brutal intrusion and both Ric and Rodrigo froze and looked over. Four thrusts and Mateo was planted deep into Diego's tortured chute. He paused a moment and then began plowing with long strokes. Ric knew from experience that Mateo's precum would soon add to the spit and help lubricate the shaft and it's sleeve, but the initial shove had created plenty of ways for the virus to enter Diego's body. Ric entered Rodrigo much slower, but the long drawn out groan told everyone that he too was getting stretched faster than most other guy's cocks had. A few minutes later, Ric and his boyfriend were pounding their bottoms and the grunts from all four were drowning out the sounds of nature. "Ready to take your first charged load, Diego?" Mateo asked, his voice sounding more sinister than Ric had ever heard him. The last few strokes had Mateo pulling all the way out and driving back into the gaping hole. Ric's thrusts were getting longer too. Rodrigo was begging for him to breed him, but Ric was unsure if he just wanted the load or couldn't take any more. Mateo rooted himself and cried out while he cock flooded the wrecked hole. Diego groaned as well before falling flat on to the blanket. The pair hit the ground with a thud and Ric turned his attention back to Rodrigo. He was close and he could hear the pain in Rodrigo's voice, but he wanted to make sure that even if he never got to fuck him again, it was his strain that got him. Another five minutes and his cock swelled before he gave a couple final thrusts. He may have bred Mateo after they woke in the morning, but his balls were full again. His slowly thrusting cock began to spray seed over the ravaged tissue. Rodrigo let out a long moan before repeatedly saying "gracias." Ric looked over and saw grins on both Mateo and Diego's faces. He had his own grin and wondered if Rodrigo did too, although he still seemed to be panting from the workout. Ric pulled his cock slowly out and the moment it passed Rodrigo's ass lips, he spun around and gave a long lick up the partially hard shaft. A loud whimper came from his mouth while he paused a moment before cleaning the rest of Ric's cock. Mateo gave Diego a nudge and pointed at his cock. He got a confused look from Diego and said "You saw him. Clean my cock, too." Like Rodrigo, Diego lapped his tongue over the cock and then pulled off. He looked up at Mateo and had the confused look on his face again. "It tastes weird. Does poz cum have a different taste?" Diego asked. "What are you tasting? If it's copper-like, then it's blood. If it's shit then..." Mateo replied. "Blood?" was Diego's response. "Mmhmm. Yours. I tore you up pretty good. You don't get fucked much, do you?" Mateo said. Diego shook his head 'no' and resumed licking the cum mixture off Mateo's dick. As he finished, they heard the splash of water as Ric went back into the pond. All four were in the water moments later. Once everyone was rinsed off, they dressed and put away the blanket. "Same time tomorrow?" Mateo asked. "Maybe a little later. We need to take a tree down, so it will take a while. Four?" Diego asked. Mateo grinned and replied "We can meet you over there. It might be fun to have the crew watch you get bred. I'll bring some rope." "Uh... No. I don't want anyone to know" Diego replied. -- Ric laid on the the lounge chair next to the pool after breakfast the next morning while Mateo and Marco goofed around in the water. He noticed a shadow approach and looked up to see Miguel standing there. "Can I talk with you a moment, inside?" he said in Spanish. Ric nodded and got up, following Miguel into the house and into the large office on the first floor. "I told you that I love my boys and only want the best for them. I've tried to be subtle, but I guess I need to be more direct" Miguel said before pausing a moment. Ric guessed where the conversation was headed and he was already starting to nervously sweat. Mateo's dad was standing only a foot away, facing him. He was a few inches shorter, but didn't seem to let Ric's height intimidate him. "Does your tattoo mean you are infected... with HIV?" Miguel asked quietly. Ric took a deep breath and replied "They each have different meanings. I assume you mean the lower one and it has a couple meanings to me. I got it for being part of a club but, yes, it also means I have HIV. I'm healthy and I see my doctor to make sure I stay that way." "Fuck" Miguel replied before then asking "And Mateo?" "I told you before, you need to ask him that" Ric said. "What do you mean about being healthy? Are you contagious?" Miguel asked. "It's not contagious like a cold where you can catch it just by being close. Bare sex is one way and some times it takes repeated exposures to catch it. So you are safe and don't have anything to worry about" Ric said. "Contagious was the wrong word. But you could infect someone. Right?" Miguel asked. Ric wasn't sure where the conversation was heading but knew that if he said yes he would tell Miguel he was toxic. "Sure, but as I said it might take one time or a hundred" Ric said. A smile came over Miguel's face and it confused Ric. Miguel moved closer and cupped Ric's bulge in his speedo. "I have already talked to Mateo... Several times this summer. He said you've given it to several people, including your father. I won't try and trick you like he did. I'll just ask if you would share your... what do they call it? Your gift" Miguel asked. Ric thought Miguel might be trying to bluff him except he knew about him pozzing Frank. "I couldn't. I tried to keep Mateo safe, but he chose his own path." "I know. That was very good of you. But I am asking you for it. Do me this one favor. You won't be here for very long and I don't want to miss this opportunity" Miguel said, grinning back at him. "There's no going back and no guarantee I can do it in a couple days" Ric replied, sliding his hand down Miguel's back and into his jeans and inside his underwear. His fingers slipped along the crevice and Miguel let out a sultry moan. "Promise me once you convert, you'll get marked like I did to let others know. I don't care where or what, just be proud and show it off. Let Marco get what ink he wants too. He's thought about it long enough to not have to wait another year" Ric whispered in his ear. Miguel nodded and said "Do your best." He released Ric's bulge, unbuckled his belt and opened his jeans. Ric turned Miguel around and bent him over the large wooden desk. Sinking to his knees, he pulled Miguel's jeans down to expose his muscled, fur covered ass. Ric had noticed that Miguel had a toned and muscled body from working on the ranch. He obviously wasn't one of those owners that sat back directing everyone, but worked alongside them. He spread each mound apart and spit on the hole, rubbing a finger around the ring before pushing the saliva in. Ric was surprised at how easy Miguel's hole opened up and realized that Miguel had taken more than his share of cock in his life. His finger came out clean too and in a minute had two fingers pushed into the hungry pussy. He pulled his fingers free, burying his face between the firm mounds and digging his tongue in. "Oh fuck yeah! God, I've missed that so much" Miguel cried out. Ric chuckled to himself, his thoughts about Miguel's sexual experiences now confirmed. He spent a few more minutes rimming the quickly relaxing hole. Ric pulled back and jammed three fingers in, roughly twisting them around and getting a pained grunt from Miguel. After spitting a few more times and working it into Miguel's hole he decided it was good enough. Most guys Ric fucked had seen his hard cock before they felt it drive into their ass. They even sucked it with varying levels of success. The most Miguel got to see of it was when it was soft inside his speedo. He knew a loud scream was going to come out of Miguel's mouth and didn't want Mateo or Marco to hear it. Ric pushed his speedo off, reaching around and stuffing it into Miguel's panting mouth. There wasn't any protest and he pressed his hand on Miguel's shoulder with one hand, using the other to guide his stiff shaft to the furry mounds. They helped pull the foreskin back as he zeroed into the slick hole. "I'm gonna burn in hell for this" Ric thought as he jabbed in. A muffled cry filled the room and before it ended he jabbed in again. The cries got louder with each jab until his cock broke past the outer ring. Miguel let out a loud groan while Ric's cock forced it's way deeper into the tight hole. Miguel may have tried to relax, but Ric was a lot thicker than any cock he had taken. Ric got half of his shaft in and paused, giving Mateo's dad a few moments to get used to it. When his breathing slowed, Ric began rolling his hips, giving short strokes to begin with and getting longer with each passing minute. Ric didn't want to fuck him for a long time, expecting his long absence might make Mateo come looking for him. The last thing he wanted was to get caught fucking Miguel by his boyfriend He never got fully planted in Miguel's ass before his cock swelled and his balls tightened. Ric grasped Miguel's shoulders and used the leverage to plow faster. Less than a minute later his charged cum began filling the bruised tunnel. Ric left his cock inside Miguel's ass and before it could soften, began rocking his hips until he broke through the battered inner ring. Miguel screamed out again, muffled by the spit soaked speedo. Ric chuckled, wondering if Miguel was now having second thoughts after experiencing his usual "fuck to infect" breeding session. Slowly he pulled his cock free and looked at the abused, gaping hole. The cum wasn't pearly white and a scoop with his finger and quick taste told him it wasn't from Miguel not being properly cleaned. The taste told him Miguel was on his way to sharing Ric's bug with his son. He pulled his speedo out of Miguel's mouth and heard him breathe deep. Miguel pushed himself up off the desk and looked at Ric with wide eyes. "You fuck my son like that? He can take it?" Miguel asked. "No, we don't fuck like that, but yes he can take it and I can take his. With us, it's more than just sex. This was too, but my motive is very different. Tomorrow morning after breakfast, be ready for your next dose" Ric replied. He was sure he heard Miguel whimper, but he nodded 'yes' anyway.

As the woozy boy slurped jakes cock clean he noticed a surprising influx of people and felt somewhat relieved. "at least Seth didnt lie about a party" he thought to himself. Jake watched the dopey boy slump back on the couch and just as he'd stepped away to search for his clothes, another random guy took his place. Pointing his prick at Chris' oozing hole he wiggled the head gently against his flush cheeks. "up" he commanded, tapping the boys knee as if a master jockey. Obediently Chris smiled and lifted his legs again. "Jake hey this guys gonna f-oooh" the boy groaned before he could finish his sentence as he was skewered by a thick black cock. "good boy" the toned top smiled to chris, grasping a wad of his curly hair and beginning a fierce pounding. "Jaaake, Im getting fucked" Chris slurred, as the clap of his cheeks filled the room. "Jake!" barked Seth from across the room. Turning to face the boy, Jake was surprised at how fast the night had seemed to progress. Seth was leaned over the kitchen table with a dreamy look on his face and his cock bobbing up and down as a red haired boy fed his impossibly long tool into him. "are you having lots of fun?" seth panted between thrusts. "yeah hey, so, i cant find my clothes." for a moment he was lost in the event unfolding. Watching the thick cock gliding effortlessly in Seths pussy was tantalizing. "I think" Seth panted, "I think Mikey moved them to his room so they didnt get trampled. check...there" he huffed, clearly occupied. Jake nodded and wandered down the hall, checking rooms for Mikey until he felt a tug on his arm. "Jakey!" mikey beamed with big wide eyes. "I need, I gotta borrow you for a minute." Jake followed Mikey into the dim room. "Are my pants-" "shhhh" Mikey hushed him. "This is Clint and hes going to college tomorrow" mikey waved his finger at a young man gagged and tied to the bed. "but he needs a little shot of confidence first" Mikey reached down to fondle Jakes semihard cock. "o-oh okay" Jake panted as Mikey pulled him closer between the boys legs. "Say hi to Jake, clint! hes going to fill you up nice and full in a minute" Jake cooed, as he tugged the plastic cap off a syringe with his teeth and busied himself with tying the young boys arm. "is he okay?" Jake asked, noting the boys obvious protest. "oh he just needs a little medicine first ya know! just relax clint and we'll be all done before you know it" mikey pumped the boys forarm until a vein was visible. "dont fight now baby. mikeys gonna take good care of you." Clint let out a grunt of protest as Mikey dipped the needle into his arm. The boy struggled visibly as Jake watched curiously. "shh were almost there sweetie just relax" Mikey pulled the tubing off the young boys arm and watched as his fight melted into soft moans. "viola!" mikey smiled, and slipped the gag from the freshmans panting mouth. "are you okay?" jake stroked the boys hip as he toyed with his own drooling prick." "yeah man hey" clint looked up, giggling. "im straight" he mumbled. "its cool" Jake reassured the spun teen as he began gliding his hand up and down the boys warm uncut cock. Mikey gently stroked the boys chest as Jake became overcome with lust. His hard poz cock could breed anyone, even this stupid kid. Jake felt powerful. for the first time in a long time he felt dominant and unstoppable as he glanced between the boys legs. "does it feel good?" he asked, smearing the boys precum down his shaft. Jake searched the room and as if reading his mind, mikey produced a small bottle of lube. "give it to him" Mikey whispered. Jake needed no further prompting as he began gently working the boys virgin hole open with his fingertips. Sure, he was straight, but not anymore. The sandy blonde was rocking gently on his hand, massaging his own hole as Jake encouraged him to let go. slipping his fingers from the young tight hole, he aimed his poison prick and looked into Clints eyes. he wanted to see it, the look when his own hole betrayed him and the cock slipped in. As the boys ring snapped around Jakes head he groaned. "here clint" Mikey held the small brown bottle under the boys nose, "nice deep breath!" he coached, as Clint took flight and the obstinate hole finally relaxed to let Jakes toxic cock inside. Jake fed his cock up into the boy for what seemed like hours, until he felt a gentle pawing at his own tight cunt. "relax" mikey soothed, as he smeared more and more lube up his hole. Jake was too far gone to care, and just kept thrusting as mikey encouraged the two and worked jakes tight hole open. "I cant-" Jake stopped suddenly, balls deep in the boy as Mikey gently grabbed his hips and the cool steel of his cockring contacted Jakes hole. "yes you can baby yes you can." Mikey began thrusting in time with Jake, pushing his cock into the top as he fed his own leaking cockhead up into Clint. "nice deep breath" mikey held the bottle to Jakes nose and without thinking he obeyed as the room began to spin. "whoa" he gasped, and as he came to his senses he realized he was stuffed full with Mikeys long thick shaft. "oh my god" jake moaned. "Dont ever tell Seth we did this he would fucking kill me, but i need to blow a load in you." mikey began to pump in and out of Jakes pussy. "dont stop jake keep fucking, remember you have to cum in him." Jake looked down at the drooling boy and complied, flexing his hips and continuing to fuck as Mikey looked down to watch his toxic fuckstick gliding into the top Seth had worked so hard to make. "i gotta cum" Jake moaned. "I know you do baby thats it, inside him, nice and deep" mikey coaxed, knowing Jakes own orgasm would milk him dry. Jake milked the cum out of the boys cock, and clint obediently milked Jake as Mikey laid his head on Jakes shoulder and pushed deep, releasing his toxic load. The three boys shared eachother as warm cum filled Jakes manhole, and poz seed filled Clints virgin pussy.

Part 6, Mr C gives his insights on Lukas’s 18th birthday. I hope you have enjoyed Lukas’s story so far, but I wanted to share what’s going on in my head. It was close to 19 years go I met his parents. I was new to the neighborhood and was invited to their house for a neighborhood Christmas party. I was expecting a party with lots of spiked egg nog, booze, beer, great food and maybe some hot guys and chicks. What I got was.... the husband reading scriptures from the ‘good book’ and the wife being the good little hostest keeping people’s fruit punch filled. I was polite and made my rounds and chatted with a few of my new neighbors. After a little bit, I had to piss and made my way to the bathroom. I didn’t lock the door and was standing there with my big thick cock in my mit. Just as I was shaking the last couple drops of piss off the end Mary (Lukas’s mom) opened the door and saw my cock. Clearly by the look of shock and then smile she was impressed. I apologized and took a second or two longer than needed and zipped up. I told her I hated to eat and and run, but I had to get home and let my dog out, I brushed by her very closely. She just stood there as I passed by and didn’t make a peep until I was halfway down the hall and I heard here say, she had a housewarming gift and would drop it off sometime. I thanked her and said ‘that’s great, stop by anytime’. The next morning I was still in my robe when I heard a knock, . I opened the door and it was Mary. I apologized for not being fully dressed and welcomed her in. Boxes were still being unpacked so I invited her to the kitchen which had been all unpacked. Her eyes kept going to my chest and crotch. She had an awesome racked that filled out her Christmas sweater nicely so I did what any bi man would do and started tenting in my mostly open robe. ‘I imagine wIthin the hour, Lukas was conceived. She prohibited me from knowing he was mine until he was 6 and he little guy crashed his bike into a tree in my front lawn. My folks were visiting and my mother gasped when she saw him and said Tony, ‘he is the spitting image of you at that age, that’s so cute.’ She was right, and I confronted Mary about it. I showed her picture of me at that age and Said Lukas looked exactly like me with the blondest hair and blue you could imagine. And there was no way her Italian roots and pin sucked husband fostered him. She explained her husband knew Lukas wasn’t probably his but would keep her slutty ass around because of what the congregation would say. I agreed to keep quite since I was really slutting myself around with every dude in town by then. I watched from a far and helped out and spent time with the boy as I could, as Mr C down the street. I knew one day he would be 18 and would be able to be his own man and connect his own wishes. So now I looked across the truck at him. That big cheesy shit eatin grin on his face with a belly full of my cum he didn’t even know was in there. Realizing I had what I wanted, his total trust, his total loyalty and now I had felt those perfect lips of his swallow my big Dick down his throat until I shot. Sure I was a little embarrassed how fast I nutted in him, but you would too...looking down at him blindfolded, stupid on the magic of the brown bottle and watching my cock pushing his Adam’s apple down toward his pecs and with no sign of gagging. But Then feeling closer to shooting when looking down and seeing his rock hard cock leaking through the pant leg of his way too tight jeans. When I rolled his tits in my fingers he was clamping his legs together and flailing them apart as his boy pussy twitched like a little slutty cheerleader would while she is waiting for the team captain to pluck her cherry snatch. It was more than any man let alone father could stand. He instinctively sucked and swallowed that load like it was liquid candy. The best part was... when I pulled out and all the throat slobber pulled up from his esphogus, he just licked his lips and swallowed deeper and moaned as he gasps for a breath. This kid was born to take cock, he just didn’t know it yet. I had him now in my total control, knowing the popper bottle would allow me total freedom to make him mine when I wanted. I looked over at his belly, knowing my seed was there I looked at his rock hard cock snaking down his pant leg and knowing that two little blue 100 mg pills I gave him would keep him hard for days. But what should I do? I am so confused. So I am asking you...... I can Keep him to myself? Or I could Whore him out to the men and rich clients at Mr. Ali’s house? Sell him to another rich Arab sheik and never see him again like Billy? Let him find out on his own he loves Dick when he goes off to college in the fall? Seriously,.....What the hell should I do? Fuck man, this is harder than I thought, so many options and so many are making me hard again as I notice Lukas looking over at me and talking. Shit, I was so busy day dreaming, I wasn’t listening to him. ‘What pup? Say that again?’ ‘Are you ok Mr C, you look lost there for a minute. According the the gps, I think this is the street Mr Ali lives on isn’t it?’ Part 7, coming soon. Thanks for the kind words, I love hearing you guys are liking the story. ;-). Peace