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Chapter 2 - Buck It was just after midnight as I locked the door. It had been a good night and bad night. It had been Jayden’s last shift with us. He graduated a few weeks ago and was now moving across the country for his new job. It had been a busy night. All night long the regulars that made up the bulk of our sales came in to get a pie and say goodbye to him. He was loved by staff and customers alike. He was the first person I hired, besides my best friend and the shops second in charge Anthony. We had only been open a few months when we realized we needed more help. Jayden lived a few blocks away and saw our sign for help and applied. He was a great hire. Hard worker, smart, resourceful and great with guest. He could work all the areas in the shop but he was best suited for and normally worked the counter. He was an expert at customer service. Him being a cute flirty twink definitely helped. I climbed into my old reliable truck that I have had forever. I thought back to when the shop started and what inspired me to change my life and open my pizza shop. I had been a professional chef, went to school, spent a summer in France working at a prestigious restaurant, all that stuff. At 30 I had worked my way up to sous chef at one of the most elite restaurants in the city. Me and my fiancé, Chad, had just celebrated 10 years together. He was a successful realtor. We lived in a beautiful townhouse in one of the best parts of the city. That all changed when I got a cold I couldn’t seem to kick. It was summer so it was unusually for me to be sick. I rarely even got sick in the flu months. I made an appointment and went to my doctor who did some tests, but we also decided to do my regular STI check since I was getting other labs done. Considering Chad and I were monogamous and had been our whole relationship it seemed like over kill to test every year for STIs. Luckily my doctor had always insisted. He gave me some meds to help with my cold and sent me home. He called the next day and asked me to come back to the office. I didn’t know why but I soon found out. Well lo and behold I tested positive for HIV. I was shocked, I asked him to test again, but he said he had run the test twice to be sure and I definitely had it. He told me to go home for a few days, rest, stay home from work, and then we could meet again in a couple weeks to go over the options. When Chad got home that night I had all the evidence I needed to comfort him. The texts on his tablet linked from his phone, the pictures and videos he had tried to hide in a hidden folder, the website history to the hookup sites he’d been using. Chad confirmed it all. He told me he known for a few months he’d been poz. A hookup lied to him and gave it to him. He figured it wasn’t a big deal since I always topped I pointed out that on our anniversary he had bred me. I demanded to know if he stopped to think about the chance of infecting me before he fucked me that night. Again, he blew it off saying he thought it be low risk since it was just once. Well that led to even more fighting and yelling. In the end we split. I went to my parent’s house. I told them partial truth, Chad had cheated and we broke up. Over the next few weeks Chad and I came to an understanding. He’d buy me out of the town house (at a premium), we’d split up our stuff with me getting anything I wanted, and then never talk to each other or our to the others families again. We had a strict no tell agreement for both us on our status to families and friends. Part of the deal and why I got the lions share of our assets was because I agreed that if by chance my family found out I was poz, I’d agreed not to name him as the culprit. In those weeks we figured all that out I had also decided to leave the high pressure world of the elite restaurant game. I was sick of living life in a kitchen bending to others demands. My head chef was a tyrant. Most I had worked for were. I decided life was to short. I went back to my doctor 3 weeks after I’d tested hiv positive. We talked about it. He was only 5 years older than me but I had known him forever as our family were friends. He actually surprised me when he admitted he was positive too. He had not told his family about his status and assured me mine didn’t have to know. He also told me he had been a chaser. That there were lots of guys out there that wanted the “gift” he called it. He went over the normal treatment plan for those with hiv but he also told me how we could keep me off the antivirals. We’d just need keep an eye on my blood work and when it got to a point I needed it we could put me on meds. I was confused and curious. He sent me home and told me to think about it. When I got home he had sent me a ton of links to different poz websites. He also sent a ton of poz porn links. After a few hours I was hooked on it. It flipped a switch in my mind. The idea of being a part of someone forever. Changing their dna and life. It made me hard and I shoot gallons that night thinking of doing it! The next morning I meet my realtor, who didn’t know Chad thankful, and toured a red brick building in a working class part of the city. I wanted to open a very basic pizza shop. Serve good quality pizza at a decent price and make sure we had excellent customer service. I loved the building. It was a perfect fit for what I needed. Just the right size. No other pizza shops were near by. There was a free city parking lot across the street for those coming to carry out. It was just what I needed. I made an offer and a few days later we closed and signed on the line. I paid all cash, thanks to the money Chad paid me for the town house. I came up with the name for the pizza shop by chance. One day as my tattoo artist was inking my right peck with the red scorpion tattoo I had decided to get it hit me. I’d call it Scorpion Pizza and the tat I was wearing would be the store logo. After I left the tattoo shop I went and meet Ant (Anthony) at his place and told him about my idea. He had already agreed to help me remodel and then run the pizza shop. He was my best friend since childhood. He was the only person close to me I told about being poz. He was cool with it and even cool with the gifting side. He was bi, but we never fooled around. Just weren’t each other’s types. He was on prep but admitted the poz idea was hot. He was completely behind the name and the scorpion logo. He even joked about the laughs we’d have every time we looked at the logo at work knowing the true meaning. The renovation and set up didn’t take long. We were open and going in no time. We had basic menu with 10 speciality pizzas and a creat your own pizza as option number 11. We only had 3 sizes of pizza (small, medium, large) and only one type of crust. The only thing we sold besides pizza was 2 litter bottles of soda. Even then we had Cole, Diet Coke, and Sprite. We were going to keep the menu simple and concentrate on quality of the food and on customer service. I didn’t know it when I bought the building but the shop was in an area highly populated with LGBT+ members and creative artist and such. With us being queer owned our first few customers were glad to spread the word around the neighborhood. Thats when business picked up and Jayden came on board. He was also actually the first of what we now call scorpion boys. I knew the scorpion, especially the red and black one, was know in the chasing community but I found out quickly a lot of our gay customers knew exactly what it meant. Even those that were not poz or chasing. They all seemed to embrace it. That is when they started calling Ant and Jayden the scorpion boys. I was bestowed the name daddy scorpion. We all had a fun laugh at it and moved on. Till one day I was closing with Jayden. It had been slow. We had all the prep work for the next day complete and all our cleaning was done. So we were just talking. I was 31 by this time, 8 months poz, and not yet had sex with anyone. Jayden was 19, 5’6, 130 lbs, slim and very twinkish. Had a sweet angelic face. He had blonde hair and blue eyes. His skin white and soft to the touch. He also had a nice tight round ass. Not too big but it was firm and round. His tight pants showed me that from day one. He also had a nice bulge in his pants. Not that cock size mattered to me as a top. I mean I have 8 in dick that is beer can thick so I am no slouch below the belt. But sucking on a hung bottom’s big dick then playing with it as I fucked him was always fun. But I wasn’t going to put my shop on the line for it. That night changed every thing. He startled me with a question as we waiting for closing time. “So daddy Scorpion, how long have you been poz? Are you on meds?” Jayden bluntly asked me with a mischievous glimmer in his eye. “Umm well, I shouldn’t really talk about this with you but I guess I can. I been poz about 8 months. I haven’t started my meds yet.” I answered with a red face. “Very nice. Does daddy Scorpion have any poz sons yet? I have seen the tat on your chest that we use for our logo. Well they are almost exactly the same. Your tat has blood drops, the logo doesn’t.” Jayden said ignoring my obvious awkwardness around the subject. “You got me again, the shop name and logo came from my tat. But we decided it was best to leave out the blood. And, umm I haven’t had sex since I tested positive.” I answered with more awkwardness. “We, is it??? Is Ant poz too? Does he have a tat hidden away?” Jayden pushed. “No, he isn’t. He is neg on prep. But he is supportive of me.” I replied. Jayden had been getting closer to me as we talked. He was now only a foot away from me. he licked his lips and gave me a devilish smile. “So no poz sons yet. That’s a shame. Are you not into that? You said you aren’t on meds. So that’s a bit contradictory to you not being into poz play. Or is it that you just haven’t found the right boy yet to be the first to knock up?” He asked as I felt his warm breath on me. “Wel”, mmm, I guess, umm.” I started then spit it out, “I am into poz play. I have a ton of poz porn website bookmarked on my phone. I just haven’t got the courage to actually find a chaser yet.” I finally admitted to him. That is when Jayden reached over and put his hand on my jeans, right over my raging hard and leaking dick. He started to rub my cock through my jeans as he moved even closer. He reached up and pulled my head down to his and took my lips into a kiss. “Well daddy Scorpion I want you to breed me here over this prep table and knock my boy hole up!” He said. Before I could respond he had lowered to his knees, unbuttoned and unzipped my pants, pulled them down to my knees as my dick flopped out and hit him on the lips. Is was a good day to not have wore underwear. He took my leaky cock head into his warm soft mouth and began to suck and lick it. He used one hand to play with my heavy full balls. He had me moaning in seconds with any thoughts of the inappropriateness of fucking and pozzing your employee gone from my head. My poz sex deprived dick was in charge now. He was swallowing me 3/4 of the way in no time. He tried and tried but couldn’t get it all down his throat. My thickness made it near impossible to deep throat me the whole way. But he gave me one of the best blow jobs id ever had in my life. “Fuck boy you know how to suck!! Your mouth is like fucking heaven. If you keep that up I am going to cum down your throat!” I warned him. ”Oh no daddy Scorpion, I want you toxic babies in my ass.” He said after he pulled my rock hard dick out of his mouth. He pulled over a step stood we keep in the back, stripped off his jeans and underwear, and got on it and leaned over the prep table. His beautiful full ass was staring at me. The pink hole barely visible between the cheeks. Just a light dusting of hair was there. “Please daddy Scorpion, eat my boy hole and then fuck your charged cum into my neg hole!” he told me as he looked back over his shoulder. I didn’t hesitate and dove into his hole. Chad didn’t like getting rimmed so it had been years since I ate ass. It tasted so good, even better than I remembered. His pink hole was so tight and tasted so good. It winked at me every time I pulled my face back to take a breath. Jayden squirmed, moaned, and pushed back against my tongue. He was loving it as much as I was. After about 5 minutes though he interrupted my ass eating. “Fuck daddy Scorpion you know how to eat boy hole. But I want that big fat raw poz dick in me!” he demanded as only a power bottom twink boy could. ”We don’t have any lube boy. I am thick, it will hurt if I fucked you with just spit.” I told him as I continued to cup and play with his ass with one hand as I stroked his 9 in dick (that was on the thinner side) that was hanging down between his legs. “I don’t need lube daddy!! Just spit on my hole and your dick. That and all that poz precum you are leaking will be enough. If it hurts and tears me a little that fine. It just means your poz babies will take easier in me.” He said as gave me a pleading look. “Ok boy don’t say I didn’t warn you.” I said and then spit in his hole. I sucked on two of my fingers and put them in his hole to open him up. then spit in his hole and added a third. Then more spit and a fourth. He was moaning and fucking my fingers the whole time. When I got him opened up I spit in my hand and rubbed it onto my raging hard dick. I lined my leaky head up with his hole and gave a hard push to get my fat cock head into his hole. He jerked and swore, but didn’t try to pull away or complain. I worked my thick dick into his hole an inch at a time. It didn’t take long and his ass was against my pubes. His hole was tight and warm. He was moaning in pleasure now. When I didn’t move trying to give him time to get used to my dick he took things into his own hands. He started to fuck himself in my dick. Pulling toward then slamming himself back against my crotch. I wasn’t about to have my boy call the shots. “Oh, you won’t be setting the pace boy! That’s my job.” I told him as I put my hand on his shoulders and slammed hard and deep into his boy hole! That made him cry out in a mix of pain and pleasure. He wanted it rough, I was going to give it to him rough. I long stroked him making sure to slam as hard as I could into his hole on the down stroke. I continued this hard long stroke pounding for a while, making sure to show this boy who was boss. I pulled him up, turned his head to me and made out with him for a minute. After which I bent him back over and started small fast shallow rabbit fuck strokes into his hole. I reached around and starred to jerk his long thin leaky dick. It only took a few minutes of my jack rabbit strokes hitting his prostate and my hand job to make his hole squeeze me tight and his balls to pull up. “Fuck daddy Scorpion, you are going to make me fucking cum!!!” He yelled. “Fuck yes boy, shoot that cum!! Your hole is squeezing my dick so hard I am going to nut!!” I warned him. ”Fuck yes daddy, fill me with that poz seed!! Knock my neg boy hole up!” He said as his hole continued to spasm and grip my dick. “Fuck yes, here it cums! Take my fucking toxic babies boy!!” I roared as my load dumped into his tight boy hole. I collapsed over his back. We stood there bent over my half hard dick still in his hole. Our hearts racing and breathing hard. After I got my senses back, I turned his head toward me and kissed him deep and passionately. After a few minutes I pulled out of him. His hole was red and puffy. A little bit of pink cum had pulled out with my dick. “Well Jayden it looks like you may have got your wish. Your hole is puffy and red and I see pink cum. You will be my first poz son.” I told him as I pulled up my pants. He walked to his bag and pulled out a butt plug from one of the pockets and put it in his worked out hole. “No, I will be your first official scorpion boy! We will have to go get the tat on me after I test poz!” He told me with his trademark smile. He tested poz a few weeks later and had my tat on the small of his back with in a month of me breeding him. We did continue to fuck around, but with the understanding it was just sex. That was the first scorpion boys. We have hired 3 other guys since then. Well those that made it past their probation day. Ant always worked with them in their first shift and had an uncanny ability to judge people. If they made it out of that first day with him, they were hired. It wasn’t required they be gay, or bi, or that be up for becoming a scorpion boy. It just so happened in addition to being good people and workers, all three of the guys were gay and ended up wanting my poz seed. All 3 were still with us and all 3 had my scorpion tats on their body’s somewhere. They all carried my strain. I was hard as I climbed out of my truck when I got home. It was an older cottage type home but I had renovated over the last 3 years I have owned it. It was small but cozy and prefect for me. It was only a couple blocks from the shop which made it even better. As I showered I lamented how I would miss Jayden. He was a very sweet boy, hard working, smart, and great with guests. I would say I’d miss his holes, but he’d been official with a guy for about a year and they were living together. Once one of the scorpion boys had a steady boyfriend, I politely ended our sex benefits. Even if they were open, I just didn’t want to run the risk of that drama. Thankfully all of them understood and we cooled the sex when they were coupled up. If they became free again I went right back to recharging their holes! As I laid in bed naked, my mind went to the boy that came into the shop today. I’d just put up the sign, though I should have weeks ago. I was holding false hope Jayden would stay I guess. Not 30 minutes after I had put it up that gorgeous, self conscious, polite, timid boy came into ask about a job. His shy smile and soft voice made me hard as he asked about the job. His cute face and solid body made my jeans feel like a prison to my straining cock. His smile when I offered him an interview almost made me cream my jeans. Jacob was just my type. If he was as charming in his interview as he was today he’d have his shot at the probationary shift with Ant. Then if he impressed him, he’d have a job. His job wouldn’t be dependent on anything sexual between us and I wouldn’t pursue him unless he gave me a clear sign he wanted that. And he definitely wouldn’t have to become a scorpion boy to work at the shop. But my rock hard cock and my brain agreed we sure hoped that he would be my fifth scorpion boy! —————— I hope everyone enjoys this chapter. It gives us the back ground for Buck and the shop. Also hopefully you will like the sex scene 😈. The next chapter will have the interview and the probation day and who knows what else will happen. Thank you all for the positive feedback back and kind words!

On my way home from work last night had to stop off to fuel up. Garage was empty other than a lad inside for payments who was totally engrossed on his phone. suddenly this big old merc pulled up beside me and a guy of about 70 got out said hi and started to fuel up. He started to chat just passing the time I guess. He was hot so I slowed down on filling up. Thought if nothing else I can have a chat. we both needed to pay at the same time so walked across to the shop bit and as we went in he offered for me to go first and guided my by placing his hand on my ass. i didn’t say anything and he left it there longer than a person normally would we paid and left and as we walked out he did the same again placing his hand on my ass to guide me out. Once outside he said “you will probably say no but I know this lay-by down the road if your happy to follow me, I really like ur ass and would like to see more of it” there was no way I was going to refuse. once at the lay-by he started to kiss me his tongue probing deep in my mouth his hands were all over me. He undid my trousers and his hands started to caress my ass his fingers probing my hole Hot as I thought he mumbled as he turned me round and his fantastic tongue went to my ass. It pushed deep inside as he pulled my cheeks apart bending me over the large bonnet of his car 15 minutes of rimming later, with me completely melted onto his bonnet he pulled his mouth away, I could feel the cold air on my ring but not to be disappointed I felt his cock start to push. “I hope u can take it all” he said “it is big and not many can”. Boy he was not wrong as slowly he pushed it in. I took it but it stretched me in every direction. once he was in the gentle gent disappeared and he became a bold beast fucking hard and urgent like he hadn’t done it for a long time. He lasted about 5 minutes before I could feel him flood my guts he collapsed on me still in me and amazingly he stayed hard. “I need to go again” he said. This time slower and more gentle as I could feel his cock grow with each pump it don’t take long before he exploded again. This time he pulled out with a pop, I suddenly felt empty he stuffed some tissues in my crack saying don’t want you leaking! it was then I caught sight of his beer can sized cock. He popped it away saying it had been his lucky night.. I thought mine too! Wonder if I will get to see him again

Mount – Palm Springs 10/4 I recently traveled to Palm Springs for the first time to attend the Mount event at CCBC. First of all, I would like to thank anyone that reached out to me for answering questions about Palm Springs. It was very beneficial to have a little knowledge about the area, etc. I checked into the CCBC on Friday, but did not attend the Mount event, but rather the Cumunion event at Club 541. In short, had a great time and got bred at least 13 times that evening. But on the the bigger item. For anyone interested or thinking about the Mount event, don’t hesitate and do it. Of course, not knowing anyone / traveling alone, my mind and nervousness slowly dropped after just talking up with other attendees. It also helped in during the day on Saturday, I was able to speak to a few that did the event on Friday evening, but they were going to being volunteering for the Saturday event. Every little bit of info ahead of time was helpful. 5:00 p.m. check in starts. I was staying in a room that could see the registration area, and noticed there were people checking in around 4:45 p.m. so I decided to go and get that done. Wise choice! I was talking with one of the members that work these events and gave me some pointers. As a bronco, you basically have an area that after check in, there is a place to wait in line to be taken into the coral for the 7:30 p.m. meeting of the broncos. Jokingly I asked the member if I was actually seeing that there were 3 people in line already and it was only 5 p.m. “Yes” they are. Well, I guess its time to wait and chat with other broncos. Keep in mind, there are about 16/18 slings available and fuck tables and benches in the coral area. Simple math, the first 16/18 broncos in line have the choice of getting a sling. Well, got up to the line and there were a few more broncos so I was like #7. It was only 5:10 p.m. Oh well, I wanted this experience and was not going to miss out on a sling if I could help it. Time actually went fast talking and everything with other broncos. Some were there the night before and some were first timers like myself. Note to self: More knowledge is best! Time actually went pretty fast. All out for the same thing, everyone was pleasant and chatty. It helped as well, as your space in line could be held by new acquaintences to run to rest room, drink run, etc. By the time we were ready to enter the corral, there were probably 40/50 broncos behind me. 7:30 p.m., the stable master opened the gate and said to follow him into the corral. Keep in mind, the corral is circular in shape, the outside perimeter has a wall so no one can see into the corral. There were 16/18 slings lining the outside perimeter of the inside wall with the center containing all sorts of picnic benches and fuck tables. All the broncos were taking their positions. I got into one of the slings and one of the other broncos I was waiting with took the sling next to me as we were going to check on each other during the event. The stable master began his speech about the rules and instructions. Rule 1; If the hand goes up, everything stops. The cowboys are also instructed on this as well. The organization wants to make sure you are in a safe environment and nothing happens to the broncos. The hand up can alert the wranglers watching the area that the bronco needs a break, needs water, needs to move position, the cowboy is too big, or has a piercing. My anxiousness was lowering even more hearing all of the safeguards that they have in place to make sure you feel safe, especially being blindfolded. Rule 2; The blindfold must stay on at all times. If you take it off, you are thrown out. Hence the hand raising to get what you need. I witnessed a wrangler (helper) every few slings and throughout the center of the corral. It was very well watched and they were helpful in everyway. Rule 3; If the wrangler notices that you aren’t getting a lot of action, they may suggest they move you to another area. Not as a punishment but rather, they want everyone to experience the best of this event. As the other similar types of parties post, just because you are there, and a lot of people, my not guarantee you will get a lot of action. Note to self; that’s always been in the back of my mind. Rule 4; If you want to move to another area, hand up and wrangler will take you there, however you lose your spot, (in a sling space) you would give that up to a bronco that may be waiting to try one that opened up. **not a rule, but we were told that the cowboys were having their meeting and they are instructed this is a fuck event. It’s not a stand round event. The organizers basically don’t want a cowboy mounting a bronco and a group of other cowboys gathering around watching and waiting their turn. “Wow” I thought. What a concept. You know, we have all been to events and everyone is swarmed around one bottom guy. Not in this case. They want the cowboys to be one on one and then move on. Note to self-interesting. More mind easement. But still, the amount of broncos I saw in that corral, still wondering if this was going to work. Almost 8p.m. – Announced all broncos must place their blindfolds on. Not to be removed. So, up in the sling I am in a jock, sox, tennis shoes, harness and ball cap with a blind fold. I kept a small tube of lube in my sox that I could reach without having to ask for help. I looked up, almost a full moon outside, beautiful night out and up goes the blindfold. I think, good luck! 8 P.M. – The stable master announces that cowboys can march in and mount. The deep breaths I was taking! It was a very vulnerable feeling. Trust me. To my surprise, within 10 seconds, I was mounted by my first cowboy and to my surprise, bred my ass. Slapped my ass and said thanks. I have to say, there were never more than 10 minutes between mountings. Every so often, the wrangler in my area would come up to me, announce who he was and asked if I needed a break, water, anything. The wrangers really kept an eye on us. After being in the sling for 3 hours and 10 minutes, I was mounted at least 24 times that I remember (lost count after about 20) and got bred by 18 cowboys that I know of for sure. Just as the last cowboy was unloading in me, I heard him talking with the wrangler by me and said “Geez, how many times have you shot, and the cowboy said 7”. 11:10 P.M. – The Stable master announced that all blindfolds could come off as everything was winding down. When my blindfold came off, I look on my face was priceless. There were 4 of us in slings left. 2 of us were done, and the other 2 had cowboys mounting them. Everyone else had gone. It looked so different with no one in the corral compared to when it started and me thinking “What did I get myself into”? So here is the important numbers, and thought I did not do too bad that night. There were 66 broncos (bottoms) and 94 or 96 cowboys (tops) I will take the 24 mountings with great pride! And the 18 breedings with even more pride! Would I suggest doing this if you have thought about it; YES Would I do this again if the opportunity comes up again; YES I also want to thank the MOUNT team www.guys2.com for their work they put into this and their organization. It was a hot event and couldn’t ask for a better experience.

Over the next couple of weeks Darren's mind wandered back again and again to his BBRTS exchange with LoyalBrother. It was just a fantasy, he told himself. No harm in masturbating to it. Then one weekend afternoon he was online and up popped a message. "Your pics still suck," from him of course, "if you're not doing anything else, why not let me take some better ones?" Darren didn't immediately respond. He started typing a few times and then erased it. Finally he got out an, "I'm not sure if I should." "You can trust me not to do anything you don't want," LoyalBrother responded, "we could just do the pictures." Did he trust himself though? Well, if the ground rules were clear Darren thought he should be able to handle the situation. So he typed back, "In that case, I'm in." LoyalBrother sent his phone number so they could text logistics. When Darren texted back, he introduced himself as Randy and gave his address. "Give me an hour or so to set up the lights, and in the meantime give yourself a fresh manscape and work your ass open with a dildo so your hole is bigger for the camera," Randy instructed, and they left it there until the appointed time. Darren stood in front of the mirror, his freshly shaved balls and hole glistening under the harsh bathroom light. He gripped the dildo, slick with lube, and slid it deep inside himself, his eyes closing as he imagined Randy’s thick, raw cock stretching him open instead. His breath quickened with each thrust, his fantasies blurring the line between what was real and what was not. Just a photo session, he repeated to himself, but his hardening cock betrayed his thoughts. The dildo wasn’t enough—it wasn’t Randy, wasn’t the weight of his gaze, the smirk that promised more than just a camera lens. He worked the dildo in and out, his hole adjusting to the intrusion, his mind racing with images of Randy’s hands on him, guiding him, commanding him. The thought of Randy’s cock—thick, unwrapped, and real—sent a shiver through him. He thrust harder, his balls tightening as he teetered on the edge of orgasm. But he stopped himself, pulling the dildo out with a wet pop, his breath ragged. Not yet, he thought. After a quick shower, Darren resisted the urge to jerk off, wanting to stay rock-hard for Randy’s camera. He toweled off, his skin flushed, his cock throbbing with anticipation. Dressed in tight jeans and a form-fitting shirt, he checked himself in the mirror one last time, his heart pounding. Just a photo session, he reminded himself again, though the mantra felt flimsier with every passing moment.

Ken was a nervous mess. He walked into this bar that he had never even knew existed 24 hours ago. Ken is a 25-yr old Caucasian man standing 5’9” with brown hair and blue eyes with average build. He was quite aware he wasn’t winning any contests but he was pleasant to look at. Ken was on the prowl tonight. He had heard from this guy at work that this club helped men get a dumb bitch high so they could fuck all night long. At first, he was shocked as this information and slightly appalled. He didn’t stay that way though. The next day he was asking his co-worker the information. He had thought the man was doing him a solid, after-all, Ken hadn’t been laid in a long while. He wasn’t above paying a little for it. He was shocked a little that the co-worker confided in him so easily since they didn’t particularly like each other. In fact, they had been feuding for quite a while. Ken just brushed it off as a bro helping out a fellow bro. Ken had followed his instructions as laid out. He showed up at the end of the night when it would be darker and they would be playing the loudest music. Ken walked up to the bar at the far side of the establishment. He found the only bartender wearing a silver shirt, just like he was hold he would be. Ken flagged the bartender down and ordered a rum and coke for himself and a “party girl” for the lovely blonde woman he was pointing out. Ken slipped him the proper amount for the bribe and the bartender gave Ken a wink. The bartender proceeded to make a mixed drink with some liquid added to it. The bartender flagged another employee and had the drink delivered to the woman dancing in front of Ken. Ken was too preoccupied to notice that the bartender made his weak rum and coke with a dose of G mixed in. Last call came up and Ken waited eagerly for the woman to show sign of incapacitation but to no avail. She left with her friends and Ken was stuck at the bar alone. Ken was upset that he had even tried to follow through with drugging a woman. At the very least, he was upset that he never made a move. When the bartender was pushing the last customer out the bar, he locked up and made his way back to the bar where Ken was nursing his second drink. The bartender introduced himself as Julian. Ken finally got a proper look at Julian. He was a 5’11” black man with a swimmer’s build. Ken stared at the silver shirt reflecting the little light there was in the room. Julian said he felt bad that Ken didn’t come up but he doesn’t give refunds. Ken got to his feet, feeling defeated. He was just about to start for the door when Julian invited him to stay and chill a bit. He said no refunds but that he would at least let him hit a bowl before he left. Ken was feeling really good and accepted his consolation prize following the black man to a side office. The went through a different door out of the office into what looked like a dimly lit bedroom. Ken thought bedroom because of the bed visible when he first walked in. There was some sort of thing that hung from the ceiling that he had never seen before. To his slight right there was a couch and big screen tv playing some sort of B movie (the kind that had tits in almost every scene). And finally, there was a nice-looking bathroom to the very right. Ken turned his attention to the couch where he saw another black man sitting down. He was wearing a white tank and pants. It took a minute but Ken recognized him as the bouncer in the club. The bouncer was just as tall as Julian, if not taller. Not that he could really tell with him sitting down. He had a muscular football player physique that looked really good in the tank. Julian told Ken to sit down next to his new friend Dee while he made everyone a drink. Ken sat down next the big guy. He attempted to make small talk with Dee but only received one-word answers as response. Julian was busy at the minibar he had set up next to the bed. He opened a mini fridge and pulled out 2 beers. He started making a weak rum and coke and opened a box with a collection of pills and powders. He mixed in a crushed Cialis, crushed ecstasy, and a small shard of Tina. He stirred until everything dissolved. Julian came back to the 2 men with drinks in hand. He sat on the other side of Ken. They made small talk for a while until Ken had finished his drink. Once that drink was empty, Julian pulled out a packed pipe from his pocket. He pulls out a lighter and takes a hit. He blows it out right in Ken’s face. Ken is taken back by cloud in his face. He would normally be upset at such a move, but he was feeling really good right now and was chill as can be. Ken opens his mouth to say that he thought Julian was gonna bring out some weed. He received a head nod indicating negative. Julian spouts that cool, this stuff is even better than weed. Makes you feel really good. Ken was down to try the mystery substance. Julian places the pipe up to Ken’s mouth and lights it for him. Ken takes his first hit of Tina and blows out a small cloud. Oh, come on, you can do better than that exclaimed Julian. He was told to breath in slower this time. The second flick of the lighter and Ken filled his lungs with the crystal and blew out a large cloud. Julian says perfect and Dee echoes the comment. Dee says that he loves watching a boy take his first hit of T. They insisted that Ken continue to finish off the bowl. Ken was happy to oblige. When Ken finally handed the empty pipe over to Julian, Julian pulled out a baggie with considerable amount of crystals in it. He finds a decent sized shard and refilled. He takes a hit to melt the bowl and then passes it to Dee. Dee takes 2 hits and passes it to Ken. The greedy little piggy starts hit after hit, taking 4 in total. He hands it back to Dee. Dee smiles and says it’s gonna be a good night. That’s when Dee drops the bombshell. He tells the guys that he is expecting a nice snow bunny to be showing up any time now. Ken’s smile faded as the thought he was going to have to head home now. Then Dee follows up with oh she is definitely down to fuck and that his boys can join him in the fun. Ken smiles and is overcome with delight that he would be fucking tonight afterall. Which is good because he felt his dick start to act up in his pants. Julian says he is gonna be the first to shower quickly and that they can shower right after him. Julian walks over to the bathroom and strips naked. He turns around and makes eye contact with Ken. The naked man says he will be right back and go ahead and keep smoking without him. Dee picks up the pipe and takes a huge hit blowing it down on Ken. He hands over the pipe to the white boy. No sooner does he take a second hit when Julian taps him on the shoulder and tells him that it’s his turn to jump in. Ken gets up and without thinking walks up to the bathroom. He does as he is told and strips naked and jumps in the shower. Ken just stands there letting the water hit his skin. The ecstasy is starting to kick in and Ken is just loving the feeling of the water hit his skin. He has no idea how long he is in the shower but he feels a hand on his shoulder and something smooth on his ass. Ken turns around and it’s Dee right behind him. He is so close to Ken that he takes in a big breath of air and that moved him forward enough that their dicks touch. Ken just looks down at his pink dick next to the soft black snake. Dee says it’s his turn that Ken needs to dry off and go sit on the couch. The fucked up snow bunny was on her way and almost here. Ken left the shower, picked up a towel and dried himself off. He looked on the floor for his clothes but couldn’t find them. He walks out to find Julian naked, bending over the couch. He stands up and acts like he was caught up with something. Ken forgot about his clothes and asked what he was doing. Julian said he wanted to get really flying for the fucking so he decided to give himself a booty bump. Julian turns to Ken and asks do you wanna get really high? The fuck will be amazing. Ken takes a moment to think about this new information. Julian waists no time. He goes and touches Ken’s chest with his palm and flicks his nipple. These actions send tingles through Ken’s body. He says yes, oh gawd yes. Ken’s towel drops and his 6-inch dick is sticking straight up. Julian lowers his hand to grazes the tip of Ken’s dick. Julian positions Ken over the side of the couch and pulls up one of his knees to rest on the armrest. This left his hole nice and exposed. Ken comes up behind Ken with some supplies. Julian squirts some T lube on his finger and pushes a bit into Ken’s virgin hole. The finger is slipped out and relubed. The finger returns to the tight hole. Then Julian adds a second finger. A moan escapes Ken’s mouth. Julian pulls his fingers out. He grabs the bag of tina and pulls out 2 large shards and pushes them into the virgin hole. Ken shouts that it burns but is waved off by Julian who says it will feel good in a minute. Julian adds a third finger and holds them there until the shards dissolve fully. Julian pulls the fingers out right as Dee walks out naked. Julian turns Ken around and pushes him down to his knees. Dee yells out great the fucked up snow bunny has just arrived. Let’s fuck the shit out of her. Ken gets down to his knees and Julian is rubbing he dick head on his lips. Dee gets down to Ken’s level and starts rubbing him down. First his chest, then his nipple, his thigh, and then the back of the head. With every touch, his mouth opened up wider and soon he had Julian's 9-inch dick halfway in his throat. Dee stood up and pushed Julian’s dick away with his own 9.5-inch dick. He pushed almost the entire length into the young man’s throat. The two men are laughing it up, staring down at their prize of the night.

2 Marked by the Sting The air in the nest was heavy, thick with the scent of sweat, poppers, and unbridled lust. Dim, flickering lights cast long shadows across the walls, illuminating the biohazard tattoos that adorned the bodies of the Skullface Scorpions. Their scorpion insignias, dark and menacing, seemed to pulse with life, Dressed in nothing but a tight harness and a jockstrap, his pale skin glistened with a sheen of sweat, his body already buzzing from the booty bump he’d taken earlier. The drugs had kicked in, heightening his senses, making every touch, every sound, every breath feel electric. The nest was a chaotic symphony of moans, whispers, and the occasional slap of skin on skin. The Scorpions circled him like predators, their eyes hungry, their cocks throbbing with anticipation. Each man was a vision of raw, unfiltered desire, their bodies marked with the symbols of their brotherhood. Riley’s cousin, his sponsor into this world, smirked as he stepped forward, his hand resting heavily on Riley’s shoulder. “Ready to join the brotherhood , boy?” he whispered, his breath hot against Riley’s ear. His voice was low, laced with a promise of pleasure and pain, of transformation and surrender. Riley nodded, his eyes wide with a mix of fear and excitement. He’d known what he was getting into, but standing here, surrounded by these men, he felt both terrified and exhilarated. This was it—the moment he’d been both dreading and craving. His cousin’s smirk widened, and he gave Riley’s shoulder a firm squeeze before stepping back, leaving him exposed to the nest. The Scorpions closed in, their presence overwhelming. One of them, a tall, broad-shouldered man with a scorpion tattoo crawling up his neck, stepped forward. His eyes locked onto Riley’s, and he reached out, gripping Riley’s hip with a firm hand. “You’re gonna be one of us, boy,” he growled, his voice rough with desire. “Gonna take the bug, spread our seed.” His words sent a shiver down Riley’s spine, a mix of dread and arousal coiling in his gut Before Riley could respond, another Scorpion pushed forward, his cock already hard and leaking pre-cum. He grabbed Riley’s harness, pulling him closer, and without warning, pushed him to his knees. Riley gasped as the man’s thick cock pressed against his lips, the salty taste of pre-cum teasing his tongue. “Suck it, pig,” the man ordered, his hand tangling in Riley’s fiery hair. Riley obeyed, opening his mouth wide and taking the man’s cock deep, his throat constricting as he gagged. The man groaned, thrusting his hips forward, fucking Riley’s mouth with abandon. The nest erupted into a frenzy of movement and sound. Hands grabbed at Riley, pulling him to his feet, pushing him onto his back on a nearby bench. The harness was tugged tighter, the jockstrap ripped away, leaving him completely exposed. The first Scorpion stepped forward, his cock throbbing, and without hesitation, he lined up with Riley’s hole and thrust in, burying himself to the hilt. Riley cried out, his body arching as the man began to pound into him, his hands gripping Riley’s hips with bruising force. “You’re ours now,” the man hissed, his breath hot against Riley’s ear. “A poz pig, a party pig, a Scorpion.” His words were a mantra, repeated by the others as they took turns, their cocks relentless, their hands roaming over Riley’s body. They gripped his perky breasts, tweezing his nipples, their fingers leaving red marks on his pale skin. They whispered filthy promises, their voices a chorus of depravity, as they fucked him deeper and harder with each thrust. Riley moaned, his body trembling, his hole stretching to accommodate their cocks. The drugs in his system amplified every sensation, every touch, every thrust feeling like it went straight to his core. His mouth was wet and open, begging for more, as they fed him their cum, their seed mixing with the Tina and G already coursing through his veins. The room spun, the clouds of poppers enveloping him, and Riley felt himself slipping further into their world. One by one, they took their turns, passing him around like a prize. Each man left his mark on Riley, their cocks branding him, their cum filling him. His body was a canvas for their desires, his hole a gateway to their brotherhood. Riley’s moans grew louder, his voice hoarse as he begged for more, his body craving the pleasure and pain they inflicted. As the last Scorpion pulled out, Riley collapsed onto the bench, his body slick with sweat and cum. His ass twitched, still adjusting to the relentless fucking, his mouth filled with the bitter taste of their load. The nest surrounded him, their hands reaching out, branding him with their mark—a scorpion insignia pressed into his skin with a heated iron. The pain was sharp, searing, but Riley barely flinched, his mind too clouded with pleasure and drugs to care. “Welcome to the clouds, brother,” his cousin said, his voice filled with pride. Riley looked up, his eyes glassy, his body still trembling. He was theirs now, a new Scorpion, ready to spread their seed. On his knees, he bowed his head, his ass still twitching, his mouth filled with their cum. The nest cheered, their voices a triumphant roar, as Riley’s transformation was complete. He was no longer just Riley—he was one of them, a poz pig, a party pig, a Scorpion. And as the drugs and cum mixed in his system, he knew there was no going back.

Chapter 1 - Jacob I had no clue how I got to this point in my life. I had graduated high school a few months ago. I was going to go to college on a swimming scholarship but then my accident happened and that was the end of me competitively swimming. It was also the end of my chance at college. Mom and Ralph, my stepdad, told me they had no money to spare for my college. When I applied for grants I learned they made too much for me to get financial aid. I didn’t want a bunch of loans, especially considering I had been barely smart enough to graduate high school. Then a few weeks ago. Ralph came in my room after he got off work one night and told me him and my mom had been talking and thought I wasn’t pulling my weight. He said that I was just busy playing video games and jerking off all day. I tried to argue that wasn’t true. I pointed out all the work I did around the house. I wanted to point out (but didn’t) that I am the only one that cleans in the house. Mom works two jobs so her lack of help is understandable (she doesn’t have time to do anything but their laundry). Ralph on the other hand has a low paying job working 30 hours a week as a rent a cop at a local mall. He could help clean but appeared allergic to it. I’d never seen him clean a single thing. Again, knowing better I didn’t mention that either. I also pointed out that I had been trying to find a job since before I graduated. But I didn’t have a car and Ralph said I couldn’t use theirs. So even though we live in a decent sized city the area I could apply was limited. The city was spread out and didn’t have much in the way of public transportation. The only public transit, the bus system, was a joke and not reliable. Any job I got had to be close enough that I could walk or ride my bike to it. Ralph responded that I didn’t do that much around the house and those were my chores so it didn’t count. He then told me I obviously wasn’t looking hard enough for a job, which was funny coming for a guy that only got his current job (after being fired from his last) because the rent an cop company he worked for was owned by his brother. Again something that was on the tip of my tongue but I had learned not to say as I did not want to go on punishment. Our conversation ended when he gave me an ultimatum. I get a job and start paying rent and my portion of the cell phone bill every month or I had to move out. He gave me till Labor Day to find a job. I was running out of time, with a little over a week left, when I was walking home from a long day of job hunting. I had been going online to find and apply for jobs but with no luck I had became desperate. So, a few days ago I’d decided to beat the street like the old times trying to find any lead. I had been looking since 8 am and was exhausted and grimy. I accidentally turned down the wrong block and came across a small red brick building with one big window and a glass door. “Scorpion Pizza” was scrawled big across the glass window in window paint. In the bottom right hand corner of the window was a help wanted sign. I had never heard of the place before. It was on the far edge of what would be practicable and possible for me to get to daily (I’d definitely have to bike). The building was small but it looked well taken care of and clean. The neighborhood was not the best (but also not the worst). I walked in the door and a bell over it dinged. I was in a small waiting area. The space was big enough for maybe 5-6 people to stand. The wall in front that cut the rest of the restaurant off was solid but for a cut out box window were their was a counter with a register on it and to the left of the counter was a door. There were various flyers and posters and stuff all over the walls. The only furniture was two chairs against the right side wall. It was obviously a carry out only place. I just hoped they were not looking for delivery drivers and that they need counter or kitchen help. A man that looked to be in his mid 30s walked up to the counter. He was wearing a black T-shirt with the pizza shops logo, a re and black scorpion, on his left chest and a baseball hat with the logo of the closest Major League Baseball team. He was a bit over 6’0 tall and had beautiful green eyes with a killer smile. His teeth were white and just slightly crooked. Above them he had a black 70s porn mustache. The hair on his head, what I could see of it, and arms had the same black hair. He was in good shape but not a gym rat guy. “Hey there kid, how are you doing? Are you here for a pickup?” He asked with a very mild southern draw. He had a very sexy deep baritone voice. “Ummmm, no.” I said like a doofus. “No, sir. My name is Jacob and I saw the help wanted sign in the window and was hoping I could talk to someone about applying.” I corrected myself and probably blushed from embarrassment. “Well it’s nice to meet you Jacob, my name is Buck.” He said with a bright smile as he reached across the counter to shake my hand. He had a firm grip. His hands were rough and strong. “I am the owner, so you got the right person. We have a guy that just graduated college who got a job in his field. We’re going to miss him, but we are happy for him too. We are a big family around here. Sure we bullshit and tease but we care for each other and always help each other out. So we are looking to hire for that spot.” Buck explained with a sad look in his eyes. ”This sounds that a great place to work. But I want to be upfront, I don’t have a car so I hope the spot is not for a delivery driver.” I said wanting to get that out of the way before I got my hopes up to high. “No, we are looking for a sort of shop boy. Someone to help where he is needed and learn all the stations. Then when we know what he is best at we will put him there” Buck said his eyes back to normal and his smile shinning again. “That sounds perfect sir! I never had real job before, but I am a hard worker and willing to help others. I’d love to learn and prove myself.” I replied hopefully. That brought a real drop dead gorgeous smile to Buck face. He reached under the counter and pulled out a packet of papers. “Well how about this kid, you take this application home tonight and fill it out. Then bring it back tomorrow morning at 9:30. I will interview you then.” He said then added, “One more thing though. You are 18, right? We only hire 18+ here.” He said with some steel in his question. “Yes, sir I turned 18 in January. I will be 19 in a few months. Thank you for the opportunity to interview!” I said as I took the application from him. “No problem kid. Be sure bring your license or ID and your social security card with you tomorrow just in case we hire you. If we do, you’d be asked to stay and work the lunch shift and maybe the dinner shift.” Buck told me. “Of course sir. I will bring both.” I confirmed with him. “Great. I got to get back yonder and help setup for the dinner rush. I will see you tomorrow kid.” He said as he shook my hand goodbye. He was gone, walking back into the kitchen, before I could reply. I exited the building as slowly as I could. I waited till I was past the window in the front and jumped for joy. After months and what felt like millions of applications I finally got an interview. Plus it really felt like Buck was interested in me. Not sexually, that be a dream but he was way out of my league. But definitely he seemed open to hiring me. I thought about him as I walked home, which was about a 30 minute walk. As a side note, I’d definitely be riding my bike to work if I got the job. I know I am bi. But to my horror I graduated a virgin and still am. Only thing I had done so far was kissing with a guy and under the clothes rubbing and making out with a girl. Buck was my dream guy! Me being 5’11, still in decent shape from swimming, but I was nothing special. I lost my abs and some of my muscle definition since the accident. I started swimming again after I recovered and worked out when I could but since graduating I’d lost my access to pool and workout equipment. I didn’t have any money for a gym/pool membership any where so I did what I could. I have sandy brown hair and light brown eyes. I have white straight teeth and a nice butt with a good amount of meat. I had nothing close to the big bubble butt guys seemed to like. I had a decent sized 7 inch dick that was average thickness, not that Buck or anyone else wanted to see it. Plus he was probably straight. Again, so out of my league. I couldn’t let my crush on my potential straight boss get in my way. I needed to put him in my spank bank like all the other hot guys I’d meet that were out of my league. I needed this job and wouldn’t let my hormones mess with that. The job was possibly the only thing that would keep me from being homeless. When I got home it was empty like it almost always was. A quick Look at the job schedules on the fridge told me mom was working her evening shift tonight. Ralph would be off work in an hour so he’d be home soon. That is if he didn’t go to the bar like he normally does when mom works evenings. I made a quick dinner and ate mine at the table alone. Then I put Ralph’s plate in the microwave and mom’s in the fridge for when they got home. I cleaned up and did the dishes. I went to my room and took a shower. After I got out of the shower I stood with my towel around my waist and looked through my clothes to see what I was going to wear tomorrow. I picked out my best pair of pants and the only nice shirt I had, a polo. Mom never had money for many clothes for me, let alone expensive dress clothes. I wish she would have told that to the financial aid people at the college. I mean if she can’t afford clothes for me, then how is she supposed to pay for my college? They really think I didn’t need grants? But that is in the past and I refuse to dwell on it. I put the clothes on my dresser and pulled on sleep pants and a tank top. I climbed into bed and got comfortable. It be a few hours before I’d fall asleep so I got on my steaming app , the only “extra” thing mom would agree to pay for, and bed rotted till I feel asleep. I woke up early and was super hard. The pinkish purple head of my dick was sticking out of the fly of my pants. I had had several hot dreams about Buck. I reached and pulled the rest of my 7 inch rock hard dick out of my fly and started to stroke it. I pictured Buck standing over me. His big dick dripping precum on my face as he smacked me with his dick. Him calling me telling how sexy I was as I licked the head of his cock. I spit in my hand then too give myself more lubricant. I continued to play out the scene in my head. Buck face fucking me as I gaged on his big fat cock. Him eating my virgin hole and using his big strong fingers to open me up. His dick head pushing on my tight hole as he starts to open me. The feel of his cock head popping into my hole and taking my cherry. Then him fucking me deep till he flooded my ass with his cum. All the time praising me. Calling me sexy and pretty and complimenting my body and hole. I shoot an huge load, exploding all over myself. Cumming more than I had in a long time. By then I had to get up and rush my morning routine so I wouldn’t be late. after I got out of the bathroom I got dressed and put on my nicest pair of shoes. I grabbed my social security card from my file of important documents my mom gave me at 16 (telling me they were now my responsibility and if I lost them it was on me). I put it in my wallet next to my license. I hurried out the front door. Mom was gone already and I would bet Ralph was asleep still. I got to my bike and made sure the chain and lock were on it. I took off and headed toward the pizza shop. It was a nice day and I didn’t get too sweaty on the ride to the shop thankfully. I parked my bike right by the shop at a bike rack and locked it up. I walked up to the shop’s front door at 9:15. The door was locked with the resultant hours listed in the door saying it didn’t open till 11. I was just about to knock when I felt a hand on my lower back. I jumped and went to move around but Buck kept his hand in place and smiled his beautiful smile at me when I turned my head and looked at him. “Good morning Jacob. You are early. I like that, shows you are eager.” He said with his deep soothing voice. “Yea sir, I made sure I wasn’t going late. I am very reliable!” I replied hoping to impress him more. “That’s a good quality. Well let me unlock the door and we can go in for the interview.” He said and then opened the door. I followed him in and he shut and locked the door behind us. He led me through the now open door of the vestibule onto a hall way. A few feet from the door the hall opened up. To one side was the kitchen. The counter area was on the other side of the wall in front of the kitchen. Warming shelves separated the kitchen from the counter area. The other side of the building had a long wall running the length of the store with 4 doors. Buck pointed out the first door as a small bathroom. The second door he showed me was a small break room. The third door was to a Buck’s small office with a desk, computer, and two chairs, one in each side. The cooler doors were opposite of Bucks office. Further down the wall was another door (which I later learned was the dry storage), then a set of stairs to the basement, finally ending at an exit door. There were no windows in the back of the shop. We went into Bucks office and sat down. He had an open case of water with about half of the bottles left on his desk. He gave me one then took one for himself. I was excited, anxious, a little horny, and a lot of nervous. So much was riding on this interview. I had a feeling deep in my gut that getting a job here, working for Buck, would change my life in ways I couldn’t imagine! ———————- Hello again all. This chapter was a long set up again. I can’t seem to help that, haha. But don’t worry the next chapter will have some good sex in it. Hope you all enjoy this start and will enjoy the rest of the store as it develops. Thanks!

The Guys came over Friday night. I had Drew prepared. I stretched his hole on a medium butt plug for a day before and I had him douched out ready for breeding. We all got naked and I put Drew on his knees and we all crowded round him so he was staring at 6 hard cocks, 7 if you include his Dad. He sucked his Dad’s cock first. It was hot watching Drew’s Dad fucking his son’s throat - he was loving it. After that we all took turns in Drew’s mouth. His Dad enjoyed watching Hamish try to force as much of his monster cock down Drew’s throat. He managed about half. After half an hour of cocksucking I made Drew kneel on the couch, open his legs and spread his arse cheeks. His beaut pink hole looked perfect, closed but ready stretched. I asked who wanted to go first. Drew’s Dad wanted Hamish to go first. I usually let Hamish fuck drew after he’s been well fucked and seeded but I thought why not. I made Drew’s dad lube his son’s arse and Hamish’s cock. Hamish forced his shaft deeper into Drew’s hole. he was moaning with every inch until finally Hamish was balls deep. Drew’s Dad was jerking his cock real hard watching Hamish fuck his son. Hamish shot his usual massive load into my Boy then we all lined up to fuck him. Usually I’m the last to seed Drew but I offered that honor to his Dad - which he accepted. After Drew had been fucked and seeded by Hamish, Steve, Ryan, Dwayne and John I fucked him and loaded him. Then I pulled out and his Dad stood behind him and immediately went balls deep. He’s fucked loads of men before but I think that was his first time fucking a well seeded hole. He was loving it. We all encouraged him and I gripped his balls and grunted in his ear - go on mate, fucking shoot your load in your son’s arse. He shook and his body shuddered and I knew he was seeding Drew. After that everyone left except Steve who stayed overnight to help me fuck Drew in the morning. I was pleased to see that Drew’s Dad is over the post breeding embarrassment and was happy to chat with my mates about what a good fuck Drew is.

During COVID, I was the chief of security at a Brooklyn homeless shelter—a festering shithole split into two buildings. One was crammed with your run-of-the-mill drifters and mild MICA (Mentally Impaired, Chemically Addicted) cases, and the other building is a story all to itself. Then came this Polish kid, 19, on conditional parole—shelter or back to prison. Six-three, short wavy blond hair, blue eyes piercing like ice. Shredded lean frame concealing a massive uncut Slavic cock. I know because he would walk down the hallways in worn-out basketball shorts, and the sun would cast a silhouette of his cock as he stumbled down the hallway. Patrolling the second-floor A-corridor became my favorite patrol for that view alone. During wellness checks before lunch, I'd catch him in bed, giggling, scratching his balls, reeking of K2. That monster would slip out of his shorts constantly—damn, it was a sight. When the George Floyd riots hit NYC, he joined the looting frenzy. He returned with fresh track marks riddling both arms. I asked, "What the hell happened?" He rambled about raiding stores, flipping the goods for cheap, scoring enough for a week-long hotel stay and heroin for him and his girlfriend. Boy, was he starting to itch, and I knew he was about to be involuntarily sent to a rehab by the director. So I told him he would most likely be going to rehab for a while since this place isn't equipped to deal with his withdrawals. He accepted that fate and basically knew that was in the cards for him. I said, "When you get out, I might have something for you." Puzzled, he asked what. I said, "Light work, off the books, something to help you out." Roughly two weeks later, he came back, and he wasn't a happy camper. The methadone eased his withdrawals, but he didn't care; he just wanted to go back out and get high again. (I know, no shit.) So I said, "I know a guy who might have some work as a personal assistant, a cash gig, something to put some money in your pocket." Knowing his P.O. (parole officer) was up his ass, it seemed like something better to do than hang out in the shelter all day. So I gave him the phone number and said he'll most likely have you move some boxes, shit like that. He said, "Cool," and thanked me. Little did I know, the guy, we'll call him Glenn, had other plans after they met. After the first day, I asked him, "Hey, how did it go?" He said, "He had me move some boxes and shit, easy stuff, you know." Thinking nothing of it, I went about my day as he went back out for another day of "work." A few weeks passed by, and I saw Glenn outside of the Boiler Room on East 4th Street and asked, "Hey, how is that kid working out for you?" He pulled out his phone and, with a guilty smirk, said, "See for yourself." The first video is of the boy showering in Glenn's bathroom, savoring the pressure, soaping his lanky frame, huge cock swinging freely. Aroused and wary of the ethics, I muttered, "Hotter than I imagined." My cock was throbbing as I sipped my beer, then he swiped left on his phone to another video of him jerking the kid off. Holy fuck, it was fucking hot. Just watching his facial reactions alone would have been enough, but fuck, that cock is nice. So naturally, I asked, "How did you manage to pull that off?" Glenn replied, "Simple, I gave him fifty bucks." My cock jumped and leaked precum even more when he put the third video on. There's Glenn sucking his cock while the boy is watching straight porn. Holy fuck, the way that boy's balls jumped when he blew his load is something I replay in my head whenever I need to get off in a hurry. Then Glenn puts on the fourth video of him eating the boy's ass out. His long slender legs are shaking as his cock is being edged with a tongue up his ass. God damn, Glenn is grooming this boy to be his fuck-boy. The load he shoots is nothing short of amazing, but the sounds he made are unforgettable. Completely transfixed on this collection of pure video gold, I looked at Glenn and asked, "You've got more, don't you?" His smirk could have been noticed by anyone on the block as he swiped left on his phone again. There, Glenn is bent over on his couch while the boy is just fucking him with his eyes closed. You can tell he hates this, but the money was obviously good enough. Glenn is holding his ass open, huffing on poppers, begging for that junkie's load. The boy didn't last long, but Glenn didn't care; he got what he wanted. The fifth video, I'm watching Glenn on the floor, and the boy looks fucked out of his mind, kinda dopey but definitely in an excited state. His eyes closed, fucking the shit out of Glenn, calling him a "stupid faggot" while not giving a fuck about him. Just using his ass like a cash machine, frantically pushing any button just for every dollar he can extract. Then Glenn swipes left again and shows me another angle of the same scene. Holy fuck, that boy has a huge cock. That, or the TV really does add 10 pounds. The length is impressive on its own, but the width is that of a prized porn star. Glenn might not be an Adonis himself, but in those videos, he's comparable to the hottest drugged-up twink being gang-fucked in a sex club you've ever seen. Happy as a pig in shit, Glenn buys me another beer and says, "If you have any other boys that need some work, let me know." I didn't feel so hot about the end result of my efforts, thinking some moral line had been crossed. When I thought about it, everyone was a consenting adult, no one was harmed, and in a weird way, I helped the homeless. Months later, after his P.O. eased off the monitoring, he went back to the smack after being made flush with cash. In the end, I was an unsuspecting pimp and, the boy's secret is safe with Glenn and I.

The year was 2010. The dim glow of the laptop screen illuminated Darren’s face, casting shadows across his sharp cheekbones and the shaved contours of his head. At 42, he had mastered the art of discretion, his lean frame and clean-shaven jawline projecting an air of quiet confidence. But tonight, alone in his sparsely furnished apartment, he allowed himself a rare indulgence: scrolling through profiles on BBRTS. The anonymity of the platform was both thrilling and terrifying, a digital playground where his deepest desires could be explored without judgment—or so he told himself. His fingers moved methodically, clicking through profile after profile, until they paused at one whose private photos had been opened for him and a message just saying "Hi" had been received. There he was: profile name LoyalBrother. The man’s photos were artistically filtered but what emerged was a swimmer's physique with a layer of fat and a vascularity that hinted at a life lived boldly. Darren’s heart quickened as his eyes traced the curves of LoyalBrother’s body, his gaze lingering on the fat cut cock. But it was the status beneath the photos that caught his breath: ‘positive’. Darren’s fingers hovered over the keyboard, his mind racing. He knew what that meant. He’d seen it before, always scrolling past, always reminding himself of the risks. Darren had been barebacking for a few years now. At first only with guys who professed to be negative. More recently he had graduated to taking bare cock from undetectable guys believing that was even lower risk. Still, he drew the line a detectable guys. But LoyalBrother’s profile was different. There was something magnetic about him, a raw authenticity that drew Darren in despite his better judgment. After a moment’s hesitation, he began to type: “Flattered, but I don’t think we should hook up. Your status…” The response came quickly, as if Randy had been waiting. “I’m positive, yeah, but I can fuck you with a condom. No risk.” Darren’s breath hitched as he read the words, his chest tightening with a mix of desire and fear. He knew the risks, had been drilled into him since his early twenties. But LoyalBrother’s casual assurance was disarming, a challenge to the boundaries Darren had carefully constructed. His fingers trembled as he replied, “If we met, I wouldn’t trust myself to stick to that. I’d want you to cum in me.” The words felt like a confession, a secret he’d never voiced aloud. But there was something liberating about typing them, about acknowledging the forbidden thrill that had haunted his fantasies for years. LoyalBrother’s response was immediate, bold, and unapologetic: “Sounds like you’re into it. Come over.” Darren’s pulse pounded in his ears, his mind a whirlwind of conflicting emotions. He wanted to say yes, to surrender to the raw, unfiltered desire that LoyalBrother’s words had awakened. But fear held him back, a voice in his head whispering of consequences, of danger. “I’m tempted, but…” Darren’s fingers faltered as he typed, the ellipsis hanging in the air like an unspoken question. He thought of his righteous upbringing, of the years spent hiding his true self, of the carefully curated life he’d built. And yet, here he was, teetering on the edge of something reckless, something exhilarating. LoyalBrother’s tone softened, just a touch, as he replied: “No pressure. But if you ever want to talk..." Darren typed back a quick "Thanks." "By the way, your pics suck," LoyalBrother messaged, "If you ever want better pics taken, I’m a pretty good amateur photographer.” The offer was casual, almost offhand, but Darren sensed an underlying intent. It was true his pictures sucked. He had done his best to take them on his own in a mirror, but there was only so much he could accomplish. On the other hand, the setup seemed bound to tempt him into sex. And Darren didn't trust himself. The most he could bring himself to say by way of reply was that he'd think about it. Darren logged off, the screen fading to black, but his mind remained alive with images of LoyalBrother’s lean face, his body, the weight of him pressing Darren into the mattress. His hand drifted down to his cock, his fingers brushing against the fabric of his boxers as he imagined the other guy’s hands doing the same. He closed his eyes, letting the fantasy take hold—LoyalBrother’s raw heat filling him, the forbidden thrill of bare skin against bare skin, the unspoken longing for something more. His breath quickened as he stroked himself, his thoughts a tangled mess of desire and danger. He imagined LoyalBrother’s lips brushing against his ear, whispering filthy promises, his hands gripping Darren’s hips as he thrust deep inside him. The fantasy was intoxicating, a heady mix of fear and arousal that left Darren trembling. As he neared the edge, his mind lingered on the line between fantasy and reality, on the quiet ache of what could be. He thought of the unspoken power dynamics that had drawn him in, of the raw, unfiltered hunger that had awakened within him. And then, with a ragged gasp, he came, his release a messy, desperate spill into his hand. The room was silent afterward, the only sound Darren’s heavy breathing as he lay back against the couch, his heart still pounding. His mind was a blur of emotions—regret, longing, excitement—but beneath it all was a quiet, unspoken truth. He wanted more. Not just the fantasy, not just the thrill of danger, but something deeper, something real. The laptop sat closed on the coffee table, Randy’s profile a ghost in the machine. Darren’s hand rested on his chest, his fingers tracing the faint outline of his heartbeat. The city outside his window pulsed with life, a reminder of the world beyond his apartment walls. Darren took a deep breath, his thoughts lingering on the offer, on the unspoken promise of connection. He didn’t know what tomorrow would bring, but for now, he allowed himself to linger in the ache of what could be, the quiet, unspoken longing for something more.

I love thongs. Have tons as my regular underwear and its a confidence booster. Plus i love how it feels in all the places. On other guys I find it very hot, especially on masculine, fit, buff, or hairy men. Something about just a hint of sluttyness on non-fem bodies is so hot to me. Early days of me wearing a thong. The guy who took the pic loved them on me.

Once I fisted a hot Asian guy. Some piss came out and he was so sorry. I just slurped it and kept on fisting him like nothing ever happened. And that‘s how it has to be. Amen.

HIV is a permanent condition that will change your health and lifestyle altogether. If you get pozzed, you will need to take meds, eat right, and workout to keep your body functioning. As I'm approaching two months of being a poz man, I don't regret the sex that led to me becoming HIV+. However, I did face unexpected challenges when that test result came in even though I was a successful bugchaser. One of those challenges was how I tell my mom, because I found out I was positive two days after my brother passed away.

Chapter One: The Scorpion’s Mark Riley Kane had always been drawn to the strange corners of the internet — forums whispering about transcendence, power, and awakening. Most of it was noise: conspiracy threads, cryptic videos, encrypted chats. But one night, he found something different. A name that kept surfacing again and again. The Skullface Scorpions. People said they were more than a group. A movement. A family. Their symbol — a skull wreathed in black smoke, the jaw replaced by a scorpion’s tail — appeared in graffiti under bridges and on the cracked walls of abandoned factories. No one knew who led them, only that they followed someone called Gray. James Gray had been a scientist once, or maybe a soldier, depending on which story you believed. He’d survived something terrible — an experiment gone wrong, a near-death encounter — and came back changed. Some said he could bend people’s will with a word, others that he carried a presence you couldn’t resist. Those who met him called him The Voice. Riley’s cousin Tyler had been the first to speak of them in person. “They don’t hide what they are,” Tyler said one night, leaning against Riley’s car, eyes burning with a strange certainty. “They don’t lie, they don’t fake it. That’s why I joined. Because out there—” he waved toward the city lights “—everyone’s pretending. The Scorpions don’t. With them, what you see is what you are. No masks. No walls.” Riley frowned. “And what’s their motto again?” Tyler smiled, the kind of smile that held both warning and pride. “Raw is law.” Riley didn’t understand it then. But Tyler explained — being “raw” wasn’t about danger or recklessness. It meant stripping away everything false. Facing the world as it was, and yourself as you truly were. Now, weeks later, Riley stood in the heart of an abandoned warehouse at the edge of the city, surrounded by humming lights and rhythmic sounds that seemed to come from the walls themselves. “Every nest begins with belief,” Tyler said, his voice echoing through the vast room. “We burn away the old life to make room for the new.” The hum grew louder, vibrating through Riley’s ribs. Around him, figures stepped out of the shadows, each marked with the Scorpion’s insignia — a biohazard symbol twisted into a tail. He didn’t know if he was afraid or exhilarated. Then the doors sealed. The initiation had begun

Today I got to work and did my usual Grindr browsing, nothing to serious mostly chatting, when I get a message from a guy saying he’s nearby and wondering where I am. I tell him I’m at work next door to his location. He responds with “what if I wander over to the bathroom there and you come in and I blow you?” I tell him the bathroom isn’t very private but if he wanted to come by earlier the next day I could. I didn’t get a response so I went outside to take my smoke break. About halfway through my break he walks up to me. A gorgeous black man 43 5’ 10” 150lbs not jacked but definitely works out with a shaved head. He introduces himself and we chat for a bit as he brushes his hand across my pant boner, I do the same to him and then my horniness takes over. I tell him to follow me as we go inside the store. I take him into our stores training room which you need a key to get into. Once inside we make out for a bit then he drops to his knees and as soon as I pull down my pants he’s sucking my cock like he needs it to breathe. He’s taking my full 7” cock down his throat as I hold his head to my crotch giving him a good skull fucking. About 5-10 mins later I say I’m going to cum, all he does is nod as he takes me balls deep and swallows my load. I shot a good 7-8 spurts of cum down his throat. He stands up and pulls his pants down to reveal a nice 7-8” thick cock. I think that it’s my turn to blow him but he turns around lubes his hole with some spit and shoves my cock up his hole. I fuck him as he keeps pushing his ass back matching my strokes and not long I’m cumming again up his hole. He pulls off and sucks me clean. We make out a little longer before we exchange numbers and he leaves. It was definitely a surprise fuck to me because his profile said vers/ top and mine says vers/ bottom and he only talked about a blow job but I’m not complaining lol. We have plans for him to cum by again tomorrow morning for round 2.

So, I just want to hear Tops' thoughts on this: Quite often, when I get railed and have a good orgasm, I piss a bit. This is not a sissygasm, or a release of prostate fluid (which also happen occasionally), but actual piss. My partners' have always told me that they like it when it happens, and I can see where at least SOME might genuinely enjoy it, but I have always had some nagging doubts that these men have just been being polite (not that they are polite during the event- would never want them to be), after the session was over. Anyway, I would just like to hear everyone's thoughts on this- whether you find it attractive or not and why. Thank you very much in advance 🙂

Insanely sensitive, all you need is to brush/graze lightly the edge of my nips. One nip is good but both nips together is fireworks. Have pencil eraser nips (always did) unfortunately people look at them and assume they should be worked hard, which is the ultimate boner killer for me. When worked right they make my dick hard, hole relax/get greedy & lowers my barriers (read: easy to make do what you want)

First - great writing second - live how you are creating real characters that we care about … (the silly romantic in me is hoping that Buck will jive Jacob more than just a job and his strain …. But something more ….) I’m looking forward to the next chapters….

Was leaving the club last night, and a homeless guy sitting on the corner asked for change. I told him I unfortunately didn’t have any, and was prepared to keep going but he asked if I liked dick (since he’d seen me leave the gay bar). I let him know that I loved cock. He told me it’d been awhile since he’d cum. I glanced around, then pointed at a nearby alley and told him he was welcome to cum in me if he wanted to go that way. He said yes, stood up and we walked into the alley. It was dark and I was nervous, but I love taking raw homeless cock so I was also excited as hell. I’d been fucked in this alley before, so I knew there was a dumpster we could behind and I lead him that direction. Once behind the dumpster, I immediately leaned into the wall, lowered my pants off my ass and arched my back for him. He chuckled and made a comment about how much of an easy slut I was. I confirmed, and begged him to fuck me. He asked me if I wanted him to wear a condom, and I told him absolutely not to which he said “sure, it’s your choice”. I felt him spit on my hole, then his cock sliding up and down my crack. The tip kept brushing against my hole, making me whimper in need which seemed to turn him on more be a few seconds later he thrust in and impaled his cock in me with one strong stroke. He felt like a good 7” or so and THICK. I started to moan as he began to jack hammer into my hole. One of his hands was on my hip, guiding me back to meet his thrusts and the other was in my hair shoving my face into the wall. He set a brutal pace, and within no time was asking me where I wanted his cum. I begged for him to breed me, and he again chuckled and said “sure, it’s your choice.” With a few more thrusts, he lodged himself balls deep in my hole and I felt the throbbing of his cock and the warmth of his cum as he unloaded in me, the hand in my hair moving down to curl around my throat, fingers digging into my wind pipe. Once he was done cumming, he started lazily stroking his cock back and forth in me, working his load deeper into me. I thought he intended to give me another load, but instead after a few minutes of lazy strokes, he again impaled himself balls deep in me and I felt the unmistakable warmth of his piss filling me. His fingers tightened further on my throat, and he continued to piss without saying word for a good couple of minutes as I moaned and thanked him. Once he was done pissing, he maneuvered us so I was laying on the ground and he was mounting me, and he proceeded to fuck another load into my now very sloppy hole. He was even rougher this time, and had stopped caring or asking what I wanted - it was clear he’d decided he was just going to use me however he wanted. And I loved it. He pressed my face into the ground and continued to choke me, nearly cutting my air off. He pulled at my hair roughly, I felt some strands pull out. He punched my ass with closed fists and groped at it as he fucked me (it’s bruised today lol). The second fuck took longer, but eventually I felt him cumming inside me again. Then he stood up, and I heard him leave the alley without another word. I waited a few minutes, then stood up, pulled my pants up and left as well, squeezing my hole to keep it all inside me. Horned as I was now, I wanted more cock and cum… so instead of going home, I ended up at the nearest ABS with my hole up against a gloryhole where I got 6 more anon loads without seeing a single one of the guys. Very successful night!

Definitely swallow immediately by instinct unless i am being instructed to wait.

Same guy hit me up once he got home and wanted a second round. So he came back and gave me a second load. First time I had to use poppers as I was tight. This time I wanted to feel him stretch me out and boy he did he do that

Making any bottom squirt any fluid by fucking them like a bitch in heat hot af. Like a sign of dominance making your body involuntarily surrender...

Several years ago, my husband had a hot massage therapist named Matt whom I had never met. My husband explained that Matt was a hot guy and that he and Matt usually talked about Matt's latest sexual conquests while Matt gave my husband massages. I never worried about my husband because he was a devotedly monogamous and he and Matt were both tops. I meanwhile was a bottom slut, getting fucked by random men behind my husband's back every chance I got. One night I was on an on-line hook-up app and ran across a top man who listed in his profile that he was also a professional masseuse. Matt crossed my mind, and I wondered if it might be him. I asked this guy where he was located, and he was in the University neighborhood where I knew Matt lived. My curiosity peaked, I finally asked this guy his first name and bingo, it was Matt! I walked a fine line as I told Matt, using a fake first name, that I was a horny bottom who needed to be fucked full of cum. I had no face pics on my on-line profile and Matt and I had never met in-person, but for obvious reasons, I did not want Matt to find out my connection to my husband. I was rock hard and super horny as I told Matt I loved anonymous sex and I had a fantasy to be fucked on a massage table with my face resting in the face cradle so the massage therapist would only see my head from the ears back and I would not be able to see his face. To be clear, that fantasy hit me for the first time in that moment, intensified knowing it was my husband’s massage therapist who would be doing the fucking without knowing it was me. Matt thought the scenario was fucking hot without knowing who I was, so I asked him if there was a way for me to arrive and enter his house and get in position on the massage table without him seeing me. Upon coming to a mutual understanding, I discreetly drove to Matt’s house that night while my husband was at work. While it was dark out, I parked my car down the street so Matt would not see it. I quietly walked up the driveway, along the side of the garage, and around the back of the house to open French doors that Matt said would be waiting for me. I shielded my face the entire time in case Matt broke his promise and watched me approach his house. I walked in and the room was dimly lit by a few well-placed candles. There was also soft ambient music playing to set the mood. I stripped down, climbed up onto the massage table and placed my face in the cradle. After about five minutes, I heard Matt quietly walk into the room and as he stood at my feet, I felt his hands touching my legs and thighs and then moving up to my butt. I felt his hands spread my cheeks and his tongue on my pucker hole as I felt his stubble make contact with ass cheeks. I started moaning like a bitch in heat. It was not long before I felt the weight of Matt’s body climb onto the table and hover over me as I felt the head of his cock push inside of my hole, using his spit and saliva as lube. Matt’s cock was both bigger and fatter than my husband's and I heard him softly encourage me to breathe as I felt his full weight on top of me and his mouth right next to my ear. Matt sank his fat schlong fully inside of me and started fucking me, his thrusts steadily increasing until they drowned out the long-forgotten mood music. His cock clearly needed a hole to get off in and it was not long before I heard a moan and masculine grunt as the man dumped his seed deep inside of me. Matt eventually collapsed on top of me, leaving me pinned between him and the massage table with my face still in the cradle, until he eventually pulled out and quietly left the room, leaving me in a state of bliss, listening to the soft music, and reflecting on the best “massage” I had ever received. It was about 90 minutes later when my husband returned home from work. I heard him call to me from downstairs but patiently and silently waited as he climbed up the stairs to our bedroom. He was surprised and stopped in his tracks as he found me naked on our bed, me lying on my back with my legs up in the air and spread wide with a fat dildo up my fuck hole. There was a bottle of lube strategically placed next to my ass, a brand name that was marketed as smelling, feeling, and tasting like cum. What my husband did not know is that I did not use any of that lube on my puffy hole prior to sticking the dildo in me. I did not need to because Matt’s cum was plentiful and allowed me to push the dildo inside with no effort. I slowly fucked myself with the dildo as my husband approached our bed. I pulled the dildo out of my ass as his face got close and I encouraged him to eat my puffy pussy. He did as instructed and his mouth and tongue were on my ass where Matt’s had been a short time before. As my husband ate my used hole, I pushed a smidge of Matt’s cum out and asked him how the lube tasted. He told me he could not believe how much it tasted like the real cum. With that I pushed out hard, dumping Matt’s huge load inside of my oblivious husband’s mouth. I could not help but say “sorry…I think I used too much lube," but my husband unknowingly gobbled down all of Matt's cum. At that very moment, I thought of Matt’s load finding a new home in my husband’s stomach. I also thought of Matt telling my husband at his next massage appointment about the huge load he anonymously dumped up a stranger's hole, on the very massage table my husband was lying on and getting a massage, both of them oblivious to the fact that it was me. The thought pushed me over the edge and I shot one of the largest fucking loads of my life! As my breathing started to return to normal and I started to experience post-nut clarity, I realized how fucking hot it was to feed my oblivious husband another guy’s cum without him knowing it...I started to think of other kinky and creative ways I could do it again!

As I sat in our bedroom with my husband eating my ass, I could not help but think, “What a difference a fucking week makes!” After all, it was just one week ago when I went to the adult bookstore, desperate for cum up my ass, and I met the hot bookstore counter guy who coordinated me getting fucked full of cum by a homeless guy named Charlie. Hot ginger boy, whose name have I since found out is Spencer, jerked off to provide his load in a syringe, which we used as lube for me to take Charlie’s beer can cock up my ass. Spencer is now my biggest ally in me feeding my husband other random guys' loads of cum out of my ass without my hubby knowing it. Spencer is fucking brilliant, not to mention a kinky bastard who I owe a debt of gratitude to. I will share more about Spencer soon, but before that, I need to tell more about background of how I initially turned my husband into an ass licking, cum eater. It was a slow but steady process that began a few sexual encounters after we met… My husband is older than I by several years, and we met at a local fundraiser when I was in my mid-20s. He worked at a local hospital in a liberal city at the time, but he himself is conservative and reserved…financially, sexually, and politically. In other words, he is financially secure, very vanilla when it comes to sex, and he’s republican. He’s a good-looking guy overall, with a few extra pounds he can never get rid of, and even though he identifies as gay, he grew up in a conservative Christian household and is a product of his environment. Thus, when we met, he was looking for a more traditional guy partner with vanilla tastes. As we got to know one another, he emphasized he wanted a guy who would take care of the cooking and cleaning and dote on him while he brought home the money and provided a stable home environment. That first night after the fundraiser, he invited me to his place for a nightcap. I ended up giving him a blowjob, quickly getting him hooked on my amazing cocksucking skills. When I left that evening, he invited me out to dinner a few nights later. That night we ended up going back to his place afterwards, where he fucked me missionary position until he came after ten minutes and then rolled over and fell asleep. I tidied up his bedroom before I left his home, and he and I quickly developed into a routine of me taking care of him. As for me: I love getting fucked full of cum, as you well know by now. I knew I could not be monogamous, but the topic never came up as he and I were getting to know one another. He and I never talked about sex. He did not seem comfortable talking about sex and it was naturally understood what each of our roles were in the bedroom…at least in the beginning. It did not take long before I completely took care of this guy’s needs and he considered me his boyfriend. At the same time, I also knew I needed some kinky supplements in my sex life to be totally satisfied. I wanted to see how much I could bring this guy into my world of kink, but did not hold out much hope. I thought I would start by trying to get him to eat my ass, since I love to be rimmed before I get fucked. I remember that first time I suggested he eat my ass. I was lying on my back on his bed, and he was all ready to fuck me. He looked at me like I was crazy, his face and nose scrunched up, showing his revulsion at the thought. He confirmed he had never rimmed a guy’s ass before, and I was so fucking turned on to have a virgin ass licker who I could mold and mentor. I was determined more than ever to turn this vanilla man to the dark side by making him eat my ass. I did not push the issue that night. I needed to be patient and strategic…but it was only a matter of fucking time. A few days later when we were naked in his bedroom (which is the only place he ever had sex,) I gave him an awesome blowjob, and he was primed to fuck me. I knew now was the time… I brought up him rimming my hole, and I thought he might get angry and frustrated with me for being persistent, because it was something he clearly did not want to do. After the amazing blowjob I gave him however, he was primed to fuck me, and in his horned-up state he was thinking with his dick. Rather than anger or frustration, his eyes were pleading with me, which I interpreted as a combination of “Please just let me fuck you!” and “Please don’t make me do this!” I had the fucker right where I wanted him, but I knew this moment was crucial. I was soft in my approach, almost cooing and coaxing him like the witch enticed Hansel and Gretel into her house of sweets. Realizing we were unexpectedly playing a game of chicken and I had no intention of blinking first, he finally and slowly moved his head and mouth ever so closer to my sweet little pucker hole, aka unexpected candy for his virgin mouth. His face expressed a sense of dread as to what was about to happen next and he scrunched his eyes closed tightly. And then…FUCK!!! His tongue made first contact with my precious bootyhole. I screamed out “YES!” as his tongue instinctively started to wiggle around my hole. I gasped and moaned and gave plenty of encouragement for him to keep going. I remember that moment when my sexual urges took control of me and without even realizing it, I yelled “FUCK ME WITH YOUR TONGUE!” He did as ordered, and pushed the tip of his tongue inside of bunghole and moved his head forward and backward ever so slightly repeatedly. It was at that moment, I realized something spectacular: This guy curled up the tip and sides of his tongue, making it a hard appendage that was literally fucking my boy cunt! I was in 7th Heaven when he removed his tongue, jumped up, and rushed forward on his knees, lining his cock up with my now wet fuck hole. He crammed his cock into me uncontrollably and he fell on top of me, fucking me missionary. Within 20 seconds he yelled and grunted as he dumped his load inside of me. I felt the full weight of him lying on top of me, completely pinned between him and the mattress as he caught his breath and came back to reality. When we both had our wits about us, I said, “we are definitely doing that again!” and when he did not disagree, I knew my new ass licker was born! I loved the fact that this guy now rimmed my hole every time before he fucked it full of cum, but after a while, I felt the need to change it up for this not-quite-so vanilla guy. One night after he ate my ass and fucked me full of his cum, I reminded him that I still needed to get off. Having fucked me in the missionary position, he lifted himself off me and kneeled between my spread legs watching me as I stroked my cock. I found it difficult to cum and needed more stimulation, so I asked him to stick a finger up my hole. His finger provided some stimulation, but being thinner than his cock, his finger had little impact. I was getting frustrated and needed something more to put me over the edge. Suddenly and quite unexpectedly in my moment of increasing sexual frustration, “Eat my ass!” bellowed out of my mouth without me even realizing it. My boyfriend got a shocked look on his face and asked “WHAT?!” in disbelief and I yelled uncontrollably “EAT MY FUCKING ASS SO I CAN CUM!” as I lifted my legs high and wide to give him easy access. It was like my body was possessed and a kinky demon had taken control of me. My boyfriend hesitantly bent down to get his head and mouth closer to my hole and when he was ever so close, I grabbed a handful of his hair from the back of his head with my left fist while I furiously stroked my cock with my right hand. I screamed “GET YOUR FUCKING TONGUE IN ME!” as I forced his face into my ass. His natural instincts took over, and he stuck his fucking tongue in my freshly fucked and puffy boy cunt and started to lick. Knowing he was licking my hole and tasting his own fucking cum inside my asshole put me over the edge as I screamed “FUCK!” at the top of my lungs and shot my huge load, it hitting me in my face. It seemed like forever for me to come down from my sexual high, but eventually I caught my breath and lowered my legs. I looked up at my boyfriend who was now kneeling on the bed staring at me like he did not even recognize me. As I looked at his deer-in-the-headlights face, I was immediately drawn to his mouth...and his lips... and his nose...and the area between his nose and his lips. That entire area of his face was wet and glistening with HIS cum that he ate out of MY fucking asshole. The demon within me smiled at the sight, already formulating our next sexual encounter!

I've done it a few times: walked out of a cruisy mall bathroom with a thick cum facial, walked a forest trail from a cruise spot to my car through a group of bird watchers, and strolled a busy street in a city's gay village (with cheers and applause) after taking a few loads in an alley behind a bathhouse. Love the bewildered look of "that guy has something on his face" that turns to "is that what I think it is?". People in the gay village definitely knew what it was, lol.

I don't know why, but this setting--a pizza shop--makes this pozzing (& chasing) story even hotter. Maybe, it's because I live in a college town with several pizza restaurants and have many very cute delivery guys. Wouldn't be hot to have some of Scorpion Daddy's sons offering to gift their strain to customers? Maybe, this "service" would be on a "secret" menu of Scorpion boy services?! Looking forward to see where @Uncut300takes us readers in the next installment.

I had a good session being in the middle twice on a visit to the sauna. I love it too.

I went to the sauna, I was in a slut mood. I wanted to stick my cock in anyone and get as much cock in me as possible. I have not been regularly crusising to get satisfied the last couple of weeks. They have changed the maze and taken out a private room recently, removed the gloyholes and put a new soft gym mat on the floor there. So you can just fuck in the open. You can get down on your knees on the mat. The floor mat is in a nice alcove with a lube dispenser. I just walked in took off my towel, threw it in the corner and lubed up my hole and stroked my cock, watching the big video wall around the corner. I waked past a rooms and saw a guy leaning over the bench in there. I fucked him with the door open, and another big cock guy came up behind me and played with my lubed up ass, he closed the door and he eased his big cock in my hole and fucked my ass slowly while I was fucking the guy over the bench. That was a good start. I didn’t want to cum yet so. We broke up after about twenty minutes. 1 plus 1 = 2 fucks. I walked over to the peepholes and there were two older guys there, I guess they are partners, me and young smooth guy played with their cocks, they got hard. And those partners loved the attention and they fucked each other and put on a show for me and the smooth guy. The partners went off, I think to the spa pool area. A hairy dude came along, him, me and the smooth guy, all went to a room. We fucked and sucked in every combination. It was hot and sweaty in there, a bit like a steam room. We had a lot of full body contact. The young smooth guy came up my ass but was quite about it, his cum leaked out later when another dude fucked me. We were in there for most of an hour. At one point, smooth guy got me to lie on my back and he sat on my cock and got the hairy guy to put his cock in behind him, so the smooth guy had two cocks raw fucking his hole. Then me and the smooth guy had a 69 while the hairy guy fucked him. I got a close up view of some cock and balls fucking hole right in my face, dripping with sweat and lube. Some good, sweaty, piggy fucking and sucking to taste and smell. Two cocks in me, and I fucked them both too, so 6 fucks total now. Over on the mat in the alcove, there was this buff asian guy and another older guy and a third guy about my age. We stood around jacking, the third guy kneeled and sucked us. The older guy was hard as fuck, I moved so his cock head was brushing my hip. He liked that and he felt my ass to find me well lubed up, he moved around and rubbed his cock in my crack, I aligned my hole with the tip of his cock and I pushed back and he fucked me for a few minutes. +1 fuck = 7. I was high on lust, I remember fucking some guy while standing on the mat, I just bear hugged him and fucked him and another guy came up and fucked me at the same time, so the second time being the meat in the sandwich, I love it. I remember thinking it would be good for another guy to join in and make a fuck chain. Anyway there was a lot of cum running down my leg, and the guy fucking me said he did not cum in me, so that’s when I realised the smooth guy blew his load up my ass. +2 = 9 fucks, I think. I kind of lost track of the guys. I went back to the locker room took a shower and drank some water and relaxed in the spa pool, hard cock older guy was in the pool. Buff asian guy and the hairy dude from earlier joined us, there was some cock touching going on in the pool, which is not common there. I said we could play in the maze area in a bit after we have relaxed. Twenty minutes later, back on the mat in the alcove, no towel, lubed up, hairy guy bends me over and slides his cock in, we have a bit off a play, I am not sure if he came in me, I think he said he couldn’t, but he had to head home now. So I kinda think he blew his load in me. Buff guy wants me to fuck him but hairy guy has me warn out. 10 fuck total now, but same hairy guy from earlier. We go over to a big bed that fits four guys, right in front of the video wall, big cock guy from earlier is watch porn and stroking. Buff guy says he wants to cum in my ass, big cock guy is supportive of the idea. So I roll over and push my face against the big cock and I am jacking him in my face. And buff guy goes to town wrecking my hole for several minutes at a time, taking a break for me to play with big cock guy and then buff guy fucking me hard again like an animal. He blows his load in my ass and then plays with his cum leaking out my hole. I think that was 11 fucks, 9 guys. My hole was so brutalised I can’t even blow my own load, I got two, maybe three loads in my ass. What was great, no one even reached for a rubber, just raw cock everywhere. Everyone was up for fucking and sucking as much bare cock as they could. I like that people don’t really care about hiding in a room when they are fucking. I have been going to this place on and off for about three years, people used to mostly fuck in the rooms. I think that people did not like to be seen bare fucking out in the open, they would hide in a room and fuck raw, but I get off on people seeing me bare fuck, and they know that's what I want. A couple of the regulars, I know they used to wrap up and they don’t now. I like that guys just put their cock in a hole and go for it, what ever feels hot in the moment.

I've been to a fast food drive-thru twice with 4 fresh, wet loads on my face. I've walked through a mall a couple times with one visible load on my face and I've been to the grocery store a few times with either fresh cum visible on my face or multiple loads that had dried. It's definitely a big fantasy of mine someday to walk around in public with multiple, highly visible loads on my face. I especially want reactions from women.

Okay, round two at the scuba resort. It ws kinda a rainy morning today but did get in my dives. My new friend was on the boat and we buddied up along with his partner. He asked me if I would be by the pool and I told he I would be soon as we got in and I cleaned up. Got back and went straight away to the pool after changing out to a see through pink bikini bottom with a 1/2 ass. The sun was out now so I caught a little sun and I saw my friend and his partner come down and they took some chairs in the shade. They waved me over, being wet my suit was completely transparent and a few people were checking me out so I kinda pulled my towel around me but he stopped me and asked me to turn around. I turned around and he kinda pulled my suit up my crack and I sat down to stop him as there were a few people around. He had a few beers and offered me one and also asked the bar t get me a margarita. I love those things. Anyways, turns out his friend really wanted to meet me and after chatting a bit I was really wanting to suck him too. I reached in my beach bag and took my poppers out and took a hit right in front of them. I finished my drink. But thye ordered me another. The fellow had on some skin tight shorts and he was definitly showing a hard on. My friend asked me if I wanted to go up to their room. Of course I kinda feigned a little apprehension but nodded I did. I took another quick dip while they were gahtering up their stuff and one of them grabbed my beach bag for me. We got to the stairs which turned and went up a flight behind some bushes and he stopped me and turned me around again and pulled my swim slip down and I stepped out of it. He handed me some poppers and I took another huge hit and stumbled. He took my hand and guided me into their room a few doors down. I sat on the edge o the bed and they had me doggie. I felt my friend working his cock into my ass and his partner went around and kneeled with my head in his lap and he thrust hsi cok down my throat. He came immediantly and I choked on it as it went down the wrong pipe. He apologised and switched places and it w my friends turn. He took longer, and the other fellow having cum ws taking his time pumping my ass and my friend came and got it down the right place. They took me to the shower and had me kneel and both pissed on me while I jerked off for them. I showered off and he handed me a towel and I wrapped up in it and we cuddled on the bed with me between them.

(Continued) As soon as we entered the room I could hear, what I would now call bathhouse music, playing in the background. My uncle approached Steve, grabbed the back of his head, and pulled him to his leather harness clad body and began to devour his mouth. Instinctively now, I knelt and went to work on their cocks which began to stiffen and with leak the sweat taste of precum. I wrapped my tongue around my uncles manly tool and slowly messaged his shaft with my tongue. Turning my hed, I began to the massive tan cock of the blond. He began to work his hips on my head and reached down to shove his young stud tool down my tight throat. His hips worked to pound his cock head through the back of my throat and down so hard that I couldn’t gasp for air or even gagged. He was developing into a young stud dominant top. Slowly we worked out way towards the sling. Expecting to back into the sling I was shocked to watch my uncle push the blond wrestler into the sling. The real alpha male was going to take charge and the young alpha was going to find out what his future was going to look like. I stepped back and watched as my uncle grabbed his legs and placed his ankles in the straps. Having brought the poppers downstairs, I grabbed the bottle, removed the cap and placed the bottle at the base of Steve’s nose. I took hold of the bottle, and with a thumb on the opposite side of his nose, inhaled strongly. Moving the bottle to the other side, he took another strong hit. He gave me back the bottle and I followed suit. I looked down at the base of the sling to see my uncle applying a light amount of lube on his huge rod. Steve was going to feel every inch of man cock widening his barely used hole. With the tip leaking precum, my uncle began to press of Steve’s hole. At that moment I grabbed the back of his head and shoved my cock deep down this mouth. It was his turn to get used. Whimpering as the man cock went deeper and deeper with each thrust, I could see the agony and delight in his face. He was learning how to alpha fuck by getting alpha fucked. As his rhythm settled in, my uncle reached down and began to massage Steve’s gorgeous cock. Now it was really leaking pre-cum so I leaned over to gobble up stud juice from the tan piece of meat at the bottom of that light treasure trail. As I licked up that protein, in my ears was the slapping of my uncle’s balls in the ass of this young alpha male who was taking it like a champ. In fact, he was getting into it. The 31 year old alpha male ravaging his hole cause his face to be fierce and him to begin to grunt. Just as I began to watch in the mirror on the side of the wall, my uncle pulled out, turned to me and said, “your turn.” I had wanted that ass since he first walked in the restaurant with that cocky swagger, tight cloths and studly grin. He young stud now in the sling, with his legs in the straps and his hole loosen by the man cock which had just furiously worked him deep, was now mine! I wasted no time moving into position. I spit on my cok and pressed into the warm hole which quickly swallowed me deep. Watching my cock drive into that fresh hole, staring at that treasure trail, that well defined chest, and face wreaking ecstasy, caused me to start slow enjoying every thrust. I was not going to cum quickly, I was going to make this last.

The air in the apartment was electric, charged with anticipation as Jason and Jimmy lounged casually on the sleek, leather couch, their eyes gleaming with conspiratorial intent. The modern decor, with its clean lines and muted tones, provided a stark backdrop to the raw, primal energy that was about to unfold. Dan, their guest, stood by the window, his presence a testament to the transformation they had orchestrated. His once hesitant demeanor had morphed into a confident stride, his body language exuding a raw, unapologetic sexuality. "He's almost here," Jason murmured, his brown eyes flicking towards the door. His athletic frame was relaxed, but his voice carried an underlying tension, a predator's thrill at the impending hunt. Jimmy, his red hair tousled, leaned in, his green eyes sparkling with mischief. "Pete's a nervous one, but he's ripe. You'll see, Dan. He's been eating up every word we've fed him about the freedom we offer." Dan smirked, his fingers tracing the biohazard tattoo on his inner arm, a permanent reminder of his own conversion. "I remember being in his shoes. Scared, but curious. You two have a way of making it irresistible." The doorbell rang, shattering the silence. Jason and Jimmy exchanged a knowing glance, their unspoken pact hanging heavy in the air. Pete, a wiry figure with long black hair, stood at the threshold, his nervous energy palpable. His eyes darted around the room, landing on Dan, who greeted him with a smirk that was both welcoming and predatory. "Pete, right?" Dan's voice was low, his tone laced with a promise of things to come. "How long have you been fucking with these two?" Pete's voice shook slightly as he replied, "A few weeks. They said this was a four-way with an old friend..." His words trailed off as he took in Dan's confident stance. "Let's get comfortable," Jason said, moving to remove Pete's clothes. Jimmy and Dan shucked what little they had on and soon all four of them were naked and exploring each other's bodies with their hands and each other's mouths with their tongues. Jason broke the silence, "Dan here is one of our prodigies, aren't you?" Dan smirked and nodded. "Dan, why don't you lay on the couch and show Pete what we turned you into." Dan lay on his back, with his hands behind his head, raising his knees to display the slack hole that spoke of countless encounters, and the tattoo on his inner arm that marked him as one of them. Jimmy stepped forward, his muscular frame commanding attention. "Look at Dan, Pete. Really look." His voice was firm, yet held a note of encouragement. Dan spread his legs further, offering himself up as a living testament to their lifestyle. The room fell silent, the only sound the soft sound of Jimmy and Jason stroking their cocks. Jason's voice cut through the tension, his tone sharp and demanding. "How many guys have come in that hole in the last year, Dan?" Dan's smirk widened, his eyes glinting with pride. "Over a thousand, probably. These two gave me the freedom to become this when they pozzed me." His words hung in the air, a challenge and an invitation. Pete's eyes widened, his breath hitching as he processed the implications. Fear and arousal warred within him, his body responding despite his reservations. Without a word, the fucking began. Jimmy slid into Dan and then Jason worked his way slowly into Pete. Bodies pressed together, skin against skin, a symphony of moans and gasps filling the room. Dan kept his eyes on Pete, his movements confident and deliberate, enticing Pete into the depths of their shared desire to submit themselves to raw cock and milk out the cum. Jason and Jimmy watched, their eyes gleaming with satisfaction as Pete's resistance crumbled, their cocks thrusting in unison. The room became a blur of flesh and sweat, the air thick with the scent of sex and surrender. As the scene reached its climax, Pete's breath hitched, his body arching as he surrendered to the overwhelming pleasure of Jason cummimg deep in his hole. His eyes met Dan's, and in that moment, understanding passed between them. Pete's resistance was no more; he had crossed the threshold, initiated into their world. In the aftermath, as they lay tangled and spent, Pete's voice was barely a whisper. "Thank you." His words trembled with newfound understanding, his body still buzzing with the echoes of their collective hunger. Jason and Jimmy exchanged a satisfied glance, their mission accomplished. Dan, the mentor, smiled, his role in Pete's transformation complete. The circle was closed, the initiation ritual fulfilled. This was who they were, architects of desire, masters of transformation. And in this moment, as they lay entwined, sweat-slicked and sated, they knew they had given Pete the greatest gift of all: freedom to embrace his own desires. As the sun set, casting long shadows across the room, they remained in the glow of their orgasms. This was their truth, their reality, and they embraced it with open arms, ready to welcome the next initiate into their fold.

Here ya go! Enjoy!

Part 6 As they day went on grandpa and I spent our time together naked like usual. But now I graduated to sucking his cock when he wanted. I sucked it before and after lunch and sucked it again for dinner. At first I was uncomfortable with sucking my grandpas cock but I got used to it pretty quickly. He had assured me it was just like sucking any other meat tube. For an older man he could cum a lot. When he said he would teach me about gay stuff I didn’t think I’d end up servicing him like this. It got me wondering what else he had planned for me. Grandpa figured since I had my rimming lesson and foot play lesson, I had enough teaching for the day. We still had the rest of the summer together and he didn’t want to bombard me with too much. The daylight was fading and we got ready for bed. “Okay Kenny boy, on the bed. I liked last nights position.” I laid down and grandpa got on top of me. “Are you sure about this? You slipped inside me last time.” His cock was resting on my ass, it was still hard. “That won’t happen this time. No slipping in you in the middle of the night. I’m gunna stick it in you now so you don’t have to worry about it.” He spread my cheeks and positioned his tip at my hole. “What?! Why?” “Relax my sweet boy, I’m just putting it in for safe-KEEPING!!” He slammed his cock in me. I felt all his length bury into my ass. “Oh god it’s so big! I can’t sleep like this.” Grandpa laid down and put his arms around me. His hips wiggling a bit. “You slept with it in you last time. This way there won’t be any boners stabbing you uncomfortably. Now go to sleep and try not to move your ass too much. We may not be fucking but even at my age I still get wet dreams often.” Wet dreams? Meaning, ejaculating in his sleep? But his raw cock is going to be in me all night! “Grandpa this sounds risky.” “Be a good boy for me and sleep with my cock in you.” He gave me a thrust. “Ow! Okay.” “That’s it. It’s better when you do what I say. Isn’t it?” “I guess so.” Like last time grandpa managed to fall asleep first. He was snoring in my ear and I had a hard time concentrating with his cock deep in me. Was it going to be like this every night? And his wet dreams, how often did he have them? I thought about my situation for a while. Things were progressing in ways that were both exciting and scary. I reviewed the things I did that day, the more I thought about it, the more I came to realize that I enjoyed licking his feet. Maybe I was into it, even if it was just a little. Eventually I managed to drift off to sleep. Staying asleep wasn’t easy. What with grandpa weighing down on me and his cock planted inside me. I woke up in the middle of the night and tried shifting around. My ass wiggled and clenched as I tried getting comfortable. The movement caused grandpas semi hard cock to twitch more in me. I could feel it grow harder. The more hard it got the more my ass reacted. Grandpa started shifting in his sleep too. He moved his hips, making his cock stir in me more. It felt good but I wanted to get back to sleep. I tried laying still but grandpas sleep movements kept working his cock around. He was moaning a little, mumbling incoherent words between snoring. It took a few minutes but eventually his movements stopped. His cock was still hard as rock. Then I felt it pulse violently several times, twitching and throbbing deep in me like an eel thrashing about. It calmed down and I managed to get back to sleep after. In the morning grandpa woke up first this time. He thrust his hips up and down, fucking my ass, waking me up. “Huh, grandpa? Good morning.” I said groggy. His fucking continued. “Good morning Kenny. Sleep well?” “Yeah I slept fine.” I lied. “Do you think you could take it out?” “Just a moment. Gotta blow my morning load.” His fucking became fast, fully waking me up. “You’re not going to blow it in me are you?” “Does it matter? Isn’t your ass hungry for my cum?” “Not your poz cum grandpa. I don’t want to get AIDS.” He stopped and slowly pulled out of me. “Fine then suck it out of me. Go on. Work that slut mouth of yours on my tool.” We switched around and i was now between his legs. His massive 9 incher staring up at at me. His large balls resting on the bed. I grabbed his shaft and took the head in my mouth. This was my life now. I was grandpas cock servant. He put his hands behind his head and watched me go to work. “Yeah that’s beautiful. What a lovely sight. My grandson sucking my nasty old man cock in the morning, ahh this is the life.” He tasted like musk and ass juice. I worked my head up and down on him. His cock leaking a lot of pre. I could tell he was getting closed so I tightened my hand around his shaft as I sucked. He started breathing heavy and his hips were rocking in and out of my mouth as he built up his morning cum. “That’s it. Gonna blow. Be sure to drink it all. Oof! Yeah! There it is!” His cock twitched in my mouth and he started to cum. I did my best to swallow it all. But there was a lot of it. I had to swallow four times then come up for air. The rest of his cum cascading all over his head and shaft. It was a gusher this morning. “Looks like you couldn’t swallow it all. Oh well. You’ll learn in time.” We got up and made coffee. Our day went normal. Or as normal as it could go. When ever grandpa wanted to cum I had to suck him off like how he told me to. It was little weird at first but I ended up liked it. Grandpa’s cock was huge and always came large volumes. As the day progressed, my mouth was getting fairly sore. But grandpa was always horny. At some point I had to tell him that I needed a break from sucking his cock. We were on the couch, in the evening. Sitting naked together like usual. we were cuddled up next to each other and grandpa was getting hard again stroking it. I knew what he was about to ask me. “Looks like I’m going to need that mouth again Kenny boy. How about you go down on my fat hog again?” “I’ve already sucked you off four times today. My mouth is kind of hurting. Couldn’t I get a break?” “I’m trying to teach you endurance. When you hook up with a guy and he wants to fuck your mouth as often as I do you’re going to want to be able to please him right?” “Yeah I do...” grandpa sensed the apprehension in my voice. He was still stroking his cock looking at me. “But I guess I can let you off the hook for now. You’re still a pig in training after all. But I still need to shoot off. If your mouth is too tired how about you give me your ass?“ “But! You can’t cum in me grandpa! I-I don’t want to… you know.” He was reaching down to my ass and fingering my hole already. “You need to drop your fears about that. All gay men catch the bug at some point. You inevitably will too.“ “But if I play safe…” grandpa kept fingering my ass. It felt good and I wanted something bigger. He was smiling at me. “You can play it safe for a while, but all men instinctively crave raw cock blasting heaps of sperm up inside them. All it takes is one anonymous dirty load and bam, you’re impregnated for life.” I stood up and walked to the kitchen pretending to want a glass of water or something. Grandpa’s words scared me. But he was so sure of himself. Was I really going to get pozzed at some point? It’s true that I much prefer bareback to condoms. But I could take some precautions right? Grandpa came up behind me and wrapped his arms around me, hugging me right. His cock poked my ass. “You know, this ties in well with another lesson. Have you ever heard of conversion parties?” “No, what’s that?“ He was giving me a reach around. Stroking my cock, getting me horny. “It’s a fuck party where a bunch of poz guys breed a neg bottom, giving him the bug.” “That’s insane! I didn’t think something like that existed.” His stroking got faster. I was hard and leaking. Grandpa’s cock slipping between my cheeks and poking my hole. “They do. There’s actually one going on tonight in a unit downstairs. I’d like to take you so you can watch the men at play.” “A bunch of poz men?” “Yeah. I know them all personally. They all have advanced cases. Much more advanced then mine.” “I don’t want to get fucked by them.” He was pushing against me. My hole giving some resistance. “You can just watch if you want to. I only want to take you to have you witness that side of the gay fetish world. There will be lots of cocks. You’d love to see cocks from a bunch of men, wouldn’t you?” He pushed in and his cock head popped in me. “Ah! Yes I’d love to see it.” I was referring to seeing the men and their cocks, not necessarily the particular fetish of focus. “Good. Now bend over the counter. I want to feel your insides for a bit.” I propped my elbows on the counter as grandpa started fucking my ass. I felt my hole getting slick from his pre. His hips banging into my ass and his cock head stretching my guts. “Just for a bit. Fuck your cock feels so good grandpa!” He was gripping my hips and grunting. My ass getting pulverized by his deadly meat. He was really getting into it. “Yeah that’s a hot ass. We’re going to this poz party and you’re going to watch a bunch of poz men fuck a bottom slut in his neg ass and you’re going to love it.” “Yes sir.” At this point I was agreeing with whatever he wanted. I was more preoccupied with the feeling of my ass getting rammed into. “Good, that’s a nice and broken in ass.” Grandpa stopped and pulled out of me. It was better that he stopped but the horny side of me wanted more. “Now get that fancy zipper underwear on. We’re heading out.” “Now?!” He was already getting some clothes on for the trip down. “Of course. Had to get you horned up for the occasion.” He handed me my underwater and I slipped them on. I put on a tank top as well and he took me by the hand out the door. We walked down to the lower floor and went all the way to a door in a part of the hall that wasn’t lit well. The place seemed fairly discreet, like a speak easy in the complex. “Just stay with me and you’ll be fine.” “Why wouldn’t I be fine?” “You’re a handsome young neg boy walking into a poz party. They’ll want to fuck the hell out of you first chance they get. Also I pre fucked your ass good and hard. You’re slick and easy to slip into right now. Probably best if you don’t sit on anything that feels wet. A lot of these men are wasting away so even the smallest drop out of them is like cobra venom, he he he.” “Are you sure I should be here?” I was getting scared. This all started to seem like a bad idea. “Absolutely! Just. Don’t wander too far from me and avoid bend over in front of anyone.” Grandpa knocked on the door and it opened. But before we went in he reached for my underwear zipper and undid it all the way back exposing my slippery ass.

Part 5 Grandpa was inside me. Stroking his shaft and getting dangerously close to orgasm. I heard him starting the quietly grunt and that’s when I had to fake waking up. “Oh fuck here it comes…Yes…oof. Oooh! Yeaaaaaaaaah! Ahhhhhhhh….” “Grandpa? What’s going on?” I asked with a groggy tone. He stopped all his movement and placed his hands back on the bed. “Good morning Kenny! Looks like I accidentally slipped a little bit inside you durning the night.” He acted like someone who wasn’t about to cum. Was he really working to orgasm previously or was he actually working his way out? “Oh no! That’s not good. You should take it out.” “Are you sure? Does it hurt?” Grandpa let his body lay back down on me. His cock sinking in, still hard as rock. “Ah! Uh no but it’s dangerous.” He wiggled his hips a little. “You’re perfectly okay, I want you to feel it in you a bit. How is your first cock? Never mind it being mine. I want to know how you like it. How do you like it knowing your virginity is gone?” I didn’t know what to say. It felt good. I love cock but I can’t let him stay in me. “It’s, uh, it’s fine. It feels good” “And you feel amazing Kenny. My snake found a good home.” Grandpa gave a few thrusts in me then pulled out with a wet popping sound. I finally had it out. It was in me for so long I was wondering if my ass would ever recover. We both slowly got up. My body was stiff and my ass was sore. I liked having a cock inside me but my first one being grandpas was not what I had in mind. My first time was incest. I felt so embarrassed. “Grandpa, would it be okay if you don’t tell my dad about this?” “Absolutely! This will be our little secret. No one will know what goes on in here.” That made me feel a little better. We got up and his cock was still hard. It was shiny from my ass juices. He was playing with it. “I said today I’d invite someone over. I think ill go get him now. I’m really horny and need to blow desperately. I can show a few fun things that way.” “Okay.” Grandpa headed for the door in the nude. “Stay naked for me Kenny. My hookup will love to see that beautiful body of yours too.” He left me alone again. I was surprised that he left naked. Would someone see him? I stood around the living room. Playing with my ass. My fingers could easily go in. Not surprising since it had a huge cock in it all night. I thought back to what grandpa was saying while he was stroking his cock inside me. It sounded something like he was going to shoot something. He said it very quietly so I couldn’t really say for certain what it was. After a few minutes grandpa Lewis returned with a friend. It was the older big guy from the first day I got here. “This is my friend George. He’s graciously agreed to let me demonstrate on him for you.” George walked up to me. He looked at me like some predator. He was tall and fat. Balled and tan, like one of those older men at the beach that like to darken in the sun. “…Hi there.” I greeted meekly. George started stripping and grandpa helped him. They were headed to the bedroom and grandpa had me fallow. George got on the bed and got in a doggy style position. His ass was huge, and his hole was like a juicy round doughnut. Grandpa wasted no time slamming his dick in there. “Look here Kenny. This is how you properly fuck a man.” His hips were violently plowing away. George was grunting in the pillow. It was definitely a shocking sight, seeing two older men fuck in front of me. “Get closer Kenny. Watch my cock slide in and out of him.” I stood beside the bed and watched the to go out it. Grandpa‘s hard veiny cock was working its magic, and the big juicy asshole was eagerly excepting the tool as if this was not the first time it had. “Get your face between my legs Kenny, I want you to watch my ass hole and balls twitch as I unload in him.“ I moved around to look at grandpa‘s ass. It was shaking back-and-forth and I didn’t want to make contact with it. Grandpa reached behind and grabbed me by the head and pulled me towards him. My forehead slapped up against his ass and my face went into his large sagging balls. I was getting slapped by so many parts of him at once. My face was getting wet from his sweat and musk. “Grandpa that’s too close-“ as I opened my mouth to speak his balls swung back and entered my mouth. I could taste them. They were moist and salty. I spit them out and kept my mouth shut, grandpa‘s hand firmly holding my head in place. “Sorry George I can’t make it last as long as I usually do. My balls got primed up quite a bit earlier so I’m going to shoot it now. Oh fuck! Oooof! Oooooh!” As grandpa reached orgasm his ass cheeks clenched my forehead. I watched his balls raise and lower as they pumped load after load of cum into George. After he deposited his load, the three of us stood there for a brief moment, grandpa catching his breath, George enjoying his back door breakfast, and me taking in the sight of it all. I pulled my face out and sat up. Grandpa pulled out of George and a glob of cum poured out of him. Grandpa was spreading his cheeks so I could get a better look at his hole. “Now Kenny my boy. I’m going to teach you about rimming. Look at all George’s cum shoot here. Doesn’t it look delicious?“ He was presenting it to me like it was some sort of meal. “Yeah, make the boy eat out of my ass.“ George mumbled through the pillow. “That’s for him to decide old boy. So how about it Kenny, want to dive in and get your tongue up in there?” “No! That’s a bit too much. Besides it’s covered in your cum. Aren’t you positive? Shouldn’t you have worn a condom?“ Grandpa chuckled, George scoffed at the idea. “I already told you, I never use those things. George doesn’t care what he gets. He just loves cum, but if you’re not going to lick up that savory protein then I will. Watch closely.” Grandpa put his face between George’s ass and started licking the cum that was seeping out. He dug his tongue up in there and kissed his ring. I knew about rimming but obviously this was the first time seeing it in action. I guess as long as the hole was clean it seemed pretty hot in theory. I would like to try it sometime, but I’m not sure if I wanted to try it with George. The rim job continued for a few minutes, grandpa sucking away down on that ass like a ravenous animal. George was moaning, I watched his toes curl with each probing. George had big feet, bigger than grandpa‘s. He looked like he was really enjoying the service. Grandpa finished up and got out from the cavernous hole. “Hey Mr. Lewis. How about some coffee? Why don’t you put on a pot?” George asked. “Yeah all right. I could go for a cup myself. You two behave yourselves.” Grandpa got up and left the bedroom, closing the door behind him. I was now alone with George. The first time I was alone with a naked man other than grandpa. I got up off the bed and I was heading towards the door to go help grandpa with the coffee, but then I felt hands on my shoulders and a belly pressed up against my back. George wasn’t letting me leave. “Not so fast boy. Let me play with your ass.” George roughly rammed two fingers up inside me, it made me gasp little. “Damn I thought a virgin boy would be tight. You let your grandpa fuck you?” His finger assault on me continued, I was too scared to say anything. “Get on the bed and stick your ass up for me. I haven’t gotten off yet, and I need to shoot my rancid cum in some thing.” I tried to protest but George guided me back to the bed. He pushed me down onto it with my ass up in the air. He grabbed my hips and propped me up and spread my cheeks apart. “Sir please, we shouldn’t.“ George was now slapping my ass hole with his cock. His belly resting on my ass, his other hand pushing down on my back. “Don’t worry slut, I’ll make this quick. But you’re definitely going to hate what my balls are carrying. If Mr. Lewis has been fucking you then it doesn’t really matter.” ”Sir no!-“ George slammed forward and I felt the entirety of his cock go up inside me. My ass had some recovery from the morning so it was a little bit of a shock when he slammed in balls deep. He wasted no time picking up a fast fucking pace. “Oh fuck yeah. Virgin boy my ass. But fuck it still feels good.“ His movements kept my face buried in the pillow. Plow after plow I felt George assault my ass with his cock. I was scared, but I had to admit it did actually feel really good. I never thought I would be fucked like this by an older fat guy, but here I was. There was nothing I could do but let George drill into me. He held onto me tight, his fat belly weighing down on me. “Oh fuck boy. Here it comes. Gonna shoot my dirty load up inside you.” Oh shit he was going to cum? What did he mean by dirty load? All I could do was lay there. I was paralyzed. “Hey George, do you want cream and sugar- oh! What’s all this now?” Grandpa came back and saw George mercilessly fucking me. “Just a moment. Gunna empty my balls.” “George old boy. I didn’t give you permission to fuck him. How about you stop this silliness?” “But fuck! It’s right there! This boys ass is gunna drink my diseased cum! Oh fuck! Oh fuck!” Grandpa looked at me, rubbing me face. “Are you okay with George here blowing inside you? Let me know now.” I looked at grandpa and mustered out a few words. “Get him out please.” Grandpa reached for George’s cock as he started cum “Aaaah! FUCK! There it is!” George slammed forward. Grandpa was gripping at the base of his cock and trying to pull out. “Come on you old creep. Let’s get this out.“ “Aaah! Yes! Fuck!” Grandpa managed to pull out George’s cock. It popped out and his cum ribbons blasted my ass and back. He aimed my ass towards him to inspect it. “Not good. Looks like there’s a little bit in there. OK Kenny, looks like you’re going to get another lesson in rimming. I’m gonna lay down and you sit on my face. Focus on pushing, I’m going to suck all that dirty cum out of you.” Oh my God! There was cum inside me? George managed to shoot some in there? Grandpa laid down on the bed and I immediately position myself over him. This was something I wasn’t ready for, but if it was going to help then I was eager to try it. I sat down on him and grandpa started sucking on my ass hole. His tongue digging inside licking up however much cum was inside. Besides the fear of what George did, grandpa‘s tongue action actually felt incredible. Having a tongue swirl around inside you was so much different than a dildo or a cock. I was trembling, I felt like my body was melting on him. George was standing on the bed looking down on me. He was clearly enjoying the sight of me getting eaten out. He turned around and spread his big ass, puckering his hole towards me. I couldn’t move because I needed grandpa to do what he needed to do with my ass. George moved closer and his ass pressed against my face. His hole kissed my lips. He grabbed my head and held me in place. I had no choice but to rim him. I stuck my tongue out and tasted his ass. It taste like spit and cum. It wasn’t as bad as I thought. He was flexing his hole open on my mouth and I felt him push. There was still some cum in there. He was feeding me grandpas cum! It was bitter and strong flavored. I swallowed it and kept rimming him while grandpa was below rimming me. It must have been quite the sight. I was the middle piece of a human centipede. Ass to mouth with two older men. But I actually was enjoying myself. I felt like I was getting over some of my hang ups about playing with grandpa, but just a little. I knew what I was doing was wrong. What if dad saw me? I can’t imagine how he’d react. Being gay would be enough of a shock for him. The double rimming went in for a while. The big bears ass plopped in my face and grandpa eating me out. At some point we broke it off. Grandpa wiggling out from under me and me pushing off George. “I think you’re all good to go Kenny boy. George here can be quite the greedy bastard when he wants to be.” “The boy has a nice ass. I couldn’t help it.” Grandpa ushered George to the door. He got dressed and began to leave. Grandpa was done with him and wanted quality time with me. I felt safer with just the two of us anyway. “How about you send the boy to my place some time? I could really have some fun with him.” George asked. “Maybe, but he’s still knew to all this. I wanna make sure he’s properly trained before anything extreme.” Grandpa shut the door and we were alone together. “How’s about some breakfast?” We cooked breakfast together in the nude of course. A can is spam and eggs. It would be good to get a real breakfast in so I could get the taste of George and grandpa’s cum out of my mouth. We ate and watched the news in silence for a bit. Then he asked the question I suspected he would eventually “So Kenny boy. You’re no longer a virgin. How does it feel?“ I knew that was going to come up sooner or later. I wasn’t completely ready to answer. Having a dick in me felt good but it was his so I was conflicted. “Isn’t it bad that I lost my virginity to a family member?” “Don’t forget George. The fat old bastard just had to sample ya.” That’s right! I was fucked by two guys. George even came a little inside me which grandpa sucked out. “He was kinda scary. He shouldn’t have tried cuming in me.” “I don’t see any problem. You loved it didn’t you?” “Well, yes but…” “But nothing. You loved it, that’s all you need to focus on. If you ever want me to fuck your brains out my cock is available anytime.” He stroked his cock getting it semi hard again. “But, the risk of getting anything from it…” “I can pull out of you want. I’m a master at controlling my orgasms.” “I guess so. But still we shouldn’t.” I wasn’t entirely convinced. Could I really ask grandpa to fuck me? Sure I had his cock in me all night but that was an accident. And the fact that he had AIDS added an ominous shadow to his proposition. “Besides, you seem to be eager to try it. Hell, you sucked my cock in you durning the night. Shame on you for taking advantage of your dear old papi. He he he.” “That was an accident! It slipped in by mistake.” “If you say so. We’ll see if it ‘accidentally’ slips in again tonight.” “Perhaps I should sleep on the couch?” “No, I forbid it. You sleep in my bed with me. I want to make sure you’re warm and taken care of. Besides, your ass is a very welcome heat pad for me.” “…okay, if you say so.” “Good. Now then. What would you like to do today?” Grandpa laid back on the couch putting his feet up on my lap. He was stroking his now hard again cock in front of me. How was he still horny? “Didn’t you just get off?” “I’m never satisfied. It only takes a few minutes for me to be ready to go for another round. See these large balls of mine? They refill fast and always demand for release.” His orbs were impressive. But we had done so much I want sure what else there was to do. “Um… do you have any recommendations?” “Hmmm. I have plenty. But I doubt you’d be interested…” “Maybe…” “Well okay. Rub me feet. We’ll see if you get into foot play kink.” “Your feet?!” I looked at his feet sitting on my lap. They had a little bit of dirt on them. “Yeah I love having me feet played with, especially by young boys who are hungry to lick the sweat and grime from between my toes. Go on, rub them for me.” “I don’t know…” “I can have you go over to George’s place. He’d love to have you worship his feet. Of course I’d send you alone and who knows what else he’d have you do.” “No I’ll play with these!” I grabbed his feet and started rubbing them, even though they stank and were a little dirty they were soft and cushy. He kept playing with his dick while he watched me. “Yeah that feels good. How do you like them?” “They’re nice. Soft” “Getting you turned on?“ “Not really. It’s just a massage after all.” “Then try licking them. I’ve been told they taste great.” I looked at them for a while. I’ve tasted ass this morning, but these? “I don’t know.” He then raised a foot up to my face. Pressing his toes up to my mouth. “You’ve done worse. Come on, suck your grandpas toes.” He was rubbing them around and I reluctantly opened up and and licked them. They didn’t taste as bad as I thought they would. But it did feel degrading. “Yeah, that’s it. That’s a good boy.” He kept stroking as I licked his feet. He rubbed them on my face. Loving it. It was a little humiliating but it wasn’t bad, it was kinda nice. I could feel my own dick getting hard. Not necessarily because of the feet but the intimacy of what we were doing. I started stroking mine as well. “I can see you’re enjoying yourself. Good. Keep playing with yourself, I want you nice and horny.” I licked up and down his feet. If he was enjoying it then I was glad to be of service. I was rock hard and stroking. Grandpa and I were now jacking off together. I continued the service for a while, but after a few moments grandpa took his feet away. “Get on the floor Kenny. On your hands and knees. I want to step on your face.” “You won’t do it hard will you?“ “Of course not. I just want you to experience what it’s like to have a man dominate you with his feet.” I got on the floor and got into position like he asked. Grandpa stood over my head, his huge cock and balls swinging above me like a pendulum. He brought a foot up and put it on the back of my head, pressing me down to the floor gently. My head turned to the side and he ran his toes down the side of my cheek. I had to admit, this was quite the humiliating task I had before me. Would other guys want to do this sort of thing? If I ever got a boyfriend would he want to do this? I guess if I really liked the guy I would be willing to accommodate it. Grandpa‘s feet are fairly soft, so it actually feels quite nice. Grandpa went behind me and placed a foot on my ass. He was rubbing my cheeks and then brought his big toe close to my hole. “What are you doing?“ He was circling it around, then began to press in a little. “It’s all a part of the foot play my dear boy. You should know what it’s like to have a man toe fuck your ass.“ He pressed his toe all the way inside me and started thrusting his foot in and out. This was by far the strangest thing he has done, but at least it wasn’t his cock. Grandpa kept toe fucking me for a while. I was stroking my own cock while he was doing it. It was actually quite enjoyable. I could feel myself getting close. “Grandpa I think I’m going to cum.“ His foot work inside me continued. ”Yeah that’s it my boy. Cum for grandpa. Cum because you love my feet.” “Yes grandpa, your feet are going to make me cum.” Grandpa then took his toe out of me and got on his knees. His cock was resting on my crack. “I want to see it better. I want to see you blow your load on the floor then lick it up.“ I was actually missing his foot action. I wanted something in my ass to help me get off. I was aware that his rockhard boner was right there on top of my ass, but I didn’t have the heart to ask him to put it in. That would’ve invited way too much danger. I tried stroking the best I could while grandpa was rubbing his hands on my ass cheeks and back. I couldn’t help it, I needed him to stick his toe back inside me. I wanted to feel him foot fuck me. As embarrassing as it was I tried asking. “Grandpa put it back in please I’m so close.“ “Do you want me to stick it in? Are you sure?“ “Yes grandpa please I need it.“ I felt him reposition and plop something warm against my hole. He pushed forward and a hot boulbous thing popped in past my ring. “Fuck yeah grandpa that feels good. I’m gonna cum.” “Damn I could cum as well Kenny.” His toe felt so good in my ass that I didn’t care if he shot his cum on me. I was about to blow and it was only fair to let him blow too. “Yeah shoot it grandpa, go for it. I’m going to!“ “Fuck you’re asking me to cum? You don’t have to tell me twice.“ I started to orgasm, I let out a pretty loud grunt and started blasting my cum all over the floor. “Aaaah! Fuck! Yeah!” I’m pretty sure I made quite the mess on the rug. I had a feeling that grandpa wouldn’t mind an extra stain. I was expecting a shower of jizz raining down on me but then I felt his toe sink deep into my ass, very deep, wait that’s not his toe. “Grandpa what is that?“ The question was rhetorical, I knew exactly what it was. Grandpa stuck his cock balls deep inside of me. I then realized that it was his cock the entire time. He was fucking me fast. The assault on my ass was insane. “That’s going to be my cum shooting in you soon Kenny boy. Just like you asked for. Such a good boy. I’m going to make sure to blow deep in you.” He was drilling away inside me, he was breathing hard and I felt his balls slap against mine. “No grandpa! Not inside me! Please pull it out!“ “Really? You just said to shoot it in you?!” “I thought you had your tone inside me grandpa. Please don’t cum in my ass.“ “Fuck! Fine! Turn over! You’re going to drink it!” He pulls out of me with a pop. I got on my back and sat up. My ass sitting in my own cum puddle. Grandpa brought his dick right up to my mouth and before I could have time to say anything he slammed it down my throat. I was almost gagging on it. He put his hands on my head and started violently fucking my mouth. It was big and I thought I was going to suffocate. “Fuck! Here it is! Drink it pig boy! Drink all my poz cum!” The huge head of his cock was lodged down my esophagus as I felt him throb and twitch in my mouth. His cum blasted out and I reflexively swallowed every drop. His cum was hot and bitter. He held his cock in my mouth for a while as he sighed in relief. He looked down on me caressing my face. “You were such a bad boy Kenny. Giving me your ass then taking it away again. I hope you make it up to me. From now on I want you to suck me off whenever I ask you to. Yes?“ With his dick in my mouth I gave a nod “Good. Start with sucking my cock now. I want you to work another load out of it.“

It Takes Two...or More I was basking in the after glow of a fresh morning of breeding a good boy into a dirty cheating cumslut when my phone buzzed. I glanced over already knowing who the sender must of been and sure enough. my lil Rambo was already sending me a message shortly after getting home. Man that was so crazy! Are you there? ????? I'm here Rambo, I took my time replying, you in trouble? No...lol he's actually still asleep....I think he slept through the whole thing... My instant reaction was dissatisfaction. Half the fun of turning a good boyfriend into a cheating lying fuck hole slut was the moment when the boyfriend finds out. But I guess there's still time, I thought to myself. you still got my cum up your hole boy? I teased Man...yeah... It just keeps coming out....can I call you? Sure Here it comes, I thought and smiled while my cell rang. "Hey" he said. "Hey" I said there was a brief pause as i let him try to figure out what he wanted to say. "Man...I ---" "Ok don't make this awkward. " I bulldozed him. "we've been wanting to fuck for almost a couple months now. Its not a big deal, don't make it one." "Bro...yeah but--" "But nothing. You trying to tell me you didn't like me pummeling your ass all night boy? You came to my door at 1am commando and pushing ur hole out begging for me to ring ur buzzer. " you're poz man. I'm mean what the fuck am I suppose to tell Joseph" I couldn't help but smile inside "Tell him you came over to my place spread open ur boy pussy and begged me to fuck you and then begged me to fill u up with my dirty poz cum not once not twice but three fucking full loads which are still now dripping out ur fuck hole. And then you can tell him the best part of all Rambo. Tell him u want to come back and have more of my fat dick inside you filling you up with cum." There was a long pause. "I got to go" he finally said and he hung up. I laid back having fantasies of him sitting in the bathroom pushing out my virus crying and all the while feeling that hunger for more of the hottest sex he'd ever had. I imagined him fingering himself, feel his hungry spread hole and then feeling the depraved part of him shamed for betraying his boyfriend. I didn't hear from Ram for the rest of the month. I kept my silence and continued to post my regular schedule waiting for the evitable until finally I got a message from Joseph. Hey... He began a promising start Hey handsome. What's going on. I loved acting dumb while images of his cheating moaning boyfriend ran in my head Nothing much what's up with you... Same here just finished showering gonna walk around naked and let my fat dick air out :0!!!! You're so dirty bigguy lol I'm just honest I always knew there was a good reason ram liked u Hahaha and what is the boy up to hes skipped out on this months workouts is he OK? Actually I wanted to ask you...hes been werid lately I mean we don't even talk lately...has he said anything? Other than hes horny 24/7 no nothing. It was a low blow but there are no blows better. Obviously ram would avoid being intimate with Joseph until he either A god the courage to admit hes a cumslut whore B admit he'd been filled with pozz cum and is likely to be infected. And probably C admit that he snuck out in the middle of the night to get fucked and still hadn't the balls to tell his boyfriend. Joseph would mull it over and think maybe his boyfriend just wasn't attracted to him any more after all why would a horny boy not try to have sex. He says that? Joseph asked Oh yeah he's constantly talking about dick n ass. Kinda werid honestly. He may have a problem Did you guys ever do anything? I laughed loudly to myself when u read this. He was suspecting that ram had already fucked with me which was true but I planned to play this fiddle for all it's worth. No no of course not! Hes with you and besides if I was gonna fuck either of you or him, id choose your short tight little bod and ass whih I'd put chest down ass up on my bed getting the fuck of your life for sure. Omg you're horrible lol. I always thought u were more into ram. Ram n I are bros I don't fuck my bros. You though. I would run fuck for miles on you. Lol OK you should stop I have a boyfriend sir. Mmmmcall me sir all you want boy Lol daddy? Yeah that's right I'll be your daddy You're insane lol. Hot and insane Yeah too bad I would never fuck you Wait huh u just said I'm the fuckable one Lol Joseph I guess ram never told you. I'm poz. Omg I'm so sorry Fuck you baby boy. I'm poz and proud. I love being free to fuck and when I fuck raw with my fuck stick its for life. It's a commitment. You'd be mine forever like married with the ring being ur fuck hole Wow... So yeah I layed it on a little thick but come on. This boy was half as smart as Rambo, shorter, tighter and was a real bottom. Making him cheat was gonna be easy. Hey what are you and ram doing tonight Nothing why You boys should come over and hang out at my place we can hang out. I need some pals who I don't fuck with. Ram has been kinda antisocial lately Yeah, probably my fault Huh? We got into a little fight a while ago. Don't tell him I told you but he keeps talking about being horny n wanting to fuck even at times saying he wants to fuck me. And hahaha I'm a top. I don't wanna cause u problems but yeah I kinda told him if he can't keep his hands and words clean then he can't workout with me anymore That's why he stopped going over!!!! I guess he just can't stop being horny Ugh Don't worry he never did anything I just thought I was inappropriate. Don't tell him I told you OK. Keep this our little secret you sexy little buddy? Lol OK....thx for telling me Your welcome boy. You should come over tho we can cook dinner and chat outside. I just built this new addition to the yard makes a great picnic area That sounds cool. Come over! I want a second opinion of how it looks. When? Whenever ure free Well I get out of work at 5pm I could stopshould I bring ram Probably not he probably just be moping the whole time Yeah. Ok sure I'll drop by later today Thanks! The trap was set and when 5 finally rolled around there was little Joseph standing at my door. My dick almost instantly drooled as I knew he would be such an easy turn. I put my big hand on his muscular short shoulder n pulled him in for a hug. "Thanks for coming baby boy!" I squeezed him letting him feel my muscles and to a degree my buldge "Hahaha you know I always knew you were great and ram was just keeping you hidden" "Aw boy thanks" I ushered him in "can I get you anything to drink." "Water thanks! " I poured him a glass and we talked and walked I showed him my house spending extra time in the rooms where Rambo had my cum sprayed all over his chest face and abs. Finally I showed him the bed room. He smield and blushed "So this is where the magic happens" I put my arms on him and rubbed his shoulders making his mouth drop. " yeah" I answered "this is where the magic happens" He moaned a little as my massage rubbed down his back so I let go. "That felt amazing" "For me too. You should let me rub you down." "That sounds waaaaay too sexual bigguy" " call me sir or daddy" "Shutup" "Say it" "....Daddy" "Mmmhm" I wrapped my arms around him and squeezed him to me "One more time" "Daddy" . "Daddy want to spread ur boy hole apart and eat it like I stole it" .Joseph pushed me away "Come on stop" " you're right I'm acting the same way ram does Joseph paused "Hes always being so sexual. I guess it just rubbed off on me" "What did he like to do" "He liked to do whatever it takes to get me hard then cuz I can't really hide my boner he'd try to touch it over my pants. " omg" Like perfect cue my boner had arrived at full mast and Joseph was staring almost drooling while he looked at it, speechless. I smiled and grabbed my buldge. Joseph woke up from his trance and laughed nervously. I laughed to break the silence suggesting "OK since rams seen it I guess I can give you a free show follow me out side" As I left the very same bedroom where I had banged Joseph's boyfriend into a poz cum loving cheating slut I threw off my pants showing off the jock strap I was wearing that could barely hold my growing cock. Joseph followed me out side red as a beet and I could hear his heart pounding from several feet away. This boy was mine.he stood outside as I showed him my back yard my cock hanging out the side of the jock and me not even trying to hold it. Finally I turned around. "So what do you think?" He opened his mouth to speak but couldn't muster any words I stepped closer to him " I tried to hold back as best I could Joseph but I want u. I've always wanted you. Ram doesn't appreciate you and maybe I won't either but I want to fuck you right now. I want to eat your hole out so good it would make you cry" Joseph bit his lower lip and I grabbed his arm and pulled him close. my fat dick was pressed up his short abs and lifted him up in an embrace and pinned him to the wall licking his neck . "I want to taste you so bad" I groaned as I licked his neck and felts him give in to the feeling of being wanted. "Fuuuckk" he was moaning and grabbing back on to me. I knew he was begging for attention but also that he wouldn't be as easy turn this quick. I lowered him and unbottoned his jeans and stuck my hand in his underwear around his ass. rubbing his hole with two fat digits. I kissed him wildly as my figers rubbed over his boy hole making him moan and buck. :Good boy" I said and he moaned in reply. "Let daddy eat that hole boy" "Daddy fuck please ,....no stop please" I pulled back instantly. unless he's begging to cheat theres no fun. I walked inside while i saw in my peripheral vision joseph trying to catch his breath. I turned and our eyes met. he wanted me. He needed to be owned and felt. I stretched out my hand to him he reached back and when my fingers wrapped around his wrist I pulled him in and he gave in. "Just rimming okay?" "Just rimming"I responded "Okay" jospeh folded. "And one more thing?" "What?" "While you're moaning you have to daddy and sir" Chills ran all over his body as he nodded. I led Joseph to the bedroom and Places him on the exact same spot where a little over a month ago Ram was when a filled him with his third load. Ram had been on his knees chest down ass up ass completely wreched with his arms pushed out in front of him while I churned his insides making poz cum butter and here was his boyfriend placed on all fours pushing his bare ass back now while i got on my knees to turn him into a cheating cumloving whore. I put my nose and mouth in his crack and inhaled breathing in the heat and clean smell of a good loyal boy. I nearly jizzed just thinking of how much further I would take him then ram. My fat tongue moved from below his balls over his hole and up his crack making the boy's back arch. He moaned and twisted as my tongue pushed into him licking the walls of his ass. He would arch upward on his knees and I grabbed his wrists and pulled him down only coming up for air as I devoured his heart through his hole. Licking and biting and spreading and tongue fucking at one point his face was in the sheets just screaming in exctasy as I kept fucking him with only my tongue. He begged me to stop but I only ate harder. I had every intention of breaking this boy here and now before he had a chance to flee and finally after half an hour of intense tongue fucking his body went limp and he began to push back and enjoy the getting fucked in a way he'd never been fucked before. I stood up and he rolled over on his back. "Oh my god...." he moaned eyes squinted and shaking and twisting his body from side to side "how did you do that." he was covered in goosebumps and reached inbetween his legs to feel his slimy wet hole and his head craned back while he felt his hole. I pushed my two digits against his hole and massaged. "daddy, oh my god, i feel like you just fucked me. " "My dick will feel veven better." and I rubbed my cock head on his hole which like a good bottom began to open for me. He stared at me mouth half open moaning in pulses and eyes wide as my dick sank inch by inch into him raw "Ohbhhhhhhh......fuuuuuuuuuuuuckkkkkkkk......daa...daaa...daaaddddyyy.." he stared at me as I met a slight resistance with my dick 3/4s the way in, and as I pushed passed reaching even deeper it looked like he was praying hymns of thanks and by the time my balls rested on his hole the boys eyes teared up, the corners of his mouth smiled, and he bit his shaking lip. He began to cry. He tried to hold it in. but tears were flowing and he chest shuddered and it felt like glory. I pounded his hole hard deliberate thrusts and he moaned and cried out and whole while smiling. "You love this don't you boy" "YESSSSSSSSYESSSYESSS" "You....have....never...beeen....fucked....like....this....be.....fore...." I said accenting each thrust allowing gravity too do the most work. "Nooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo" "and you love my fat thick poz cock ringing your buzzer!" He looked back at me crying and moaning "Say you love it" "I love it" "Say you love daddy's poz dick" "I love your poz dick" he was whimpering trying to breath between sobs "say you love me" "I love you daddy' "Say you belong to me" "I'm all yours. all yours daddy.. .. all yours all yours" "Ram doesn't love you like I do" "No...no" he was sobbing "You need daddy's love you need daddy's poz cock" "I need you daddy. I need you!" Just that second I came and filled his hole with a monsterous load. We both growled and yelled as I filled him. and my dick was harder than I had ever felt it before. Something about his boy made me want to not only turn him but ruin him for every other dick so it would never compare to this fuck. I contnued to fuck my cum into him "Oh my god you're still hard. " I just smiled and and ginded my hips and cum into him . I was gonna take my time and enjoy this short lil boy. i was goning to convert him right now for sure. I slowly rhythmically beat his hole and we kissed. His tears and stopped and he was in euphoria and his moaning was like music and I was the conductor. I tuned him with my cock. deep trhust high pitch fast pace lowered it. grinding it made it breathy and slam thrust made it deep legato. I was mozart composing a symphony and this boy's coversion was all i focused on. I moved his legs turning him to his side then over to his stomach without removing my cock. his little body under mine molded how ever I move dhim. I was pulling up his hips so his chest would be down and ass up and I continued to pound him. Hard fast slow deep. when my groin met his ass it sounded like clapping and all the while joseph was singing in moans. in the middle of deep rooting i was clapping his ass quite hard and rhythmically when I began to feel him shiver and shake. his whole body was coverd in goosebumps again alll down his back and his ass and legs and his head shot up. His ass cheeks were practically vibrating underme and the walls of his ass were squeezing my cock on every angle. I wrapped him under his arms arching his whole back and pulling him toward me diving in as deep as every inche would go and his anal orgasm began. He lost complete control and began spraying cum as his whole body shook and his hole was squeezing hard and rapidly beyond control he tried to scream daddy but before he knew it he had stopped cumming and started pissing i held him as he lost complete control and emptied himself on to the bed. when he was finally finished i let him slide off my cock onto the cum and piss covered sheets and he layed there shaking moaning and trembling. I flipped him over. He was mostly limp, but his hole was a blinking tunnel. I saw my pozz cum caking the deeper insides and I jacked my hard on against his open hole and as I unloaded another time. I sunk into him and he arched his back upward and thensank as I fucked him deeply for another 10 minutes until my soft cock fell out. The boy was spent but his training was not over. Over the next few hours I called an dposted on various websited and apps posting about a jock cum dump taking all loads. No load refused. By the time the sun set, not counting the 2 loads I gave him. Joseph had been filled 7 times with questionable cum. He moaned the whole time and not once did he say stop or no. and the end of it he slept. I edited video and photo on my phone. I thought of the two boys now broken. I sighed satisfied and felt my own cock grow wanting just a little bit more.

Time to ram it home. After several repeated sessions of coating Ram's chest, abs and even neck with my raw unmedicated poz cum, it was again time push his limits. When he asked to come over the workout, I told him I already had. The next day he asked again and this time I told him I was busy and would have to skip out. After a third rejection, he was getting antsy and asked "Did I do something wrong?" "Why would you think that?" "You haven't worked out with me for a while." "Rambo, it's been three days. Hardly 'a while'. "Yeah, you're right, I'm ...I'm just checking." "No, you're just horny for my dick, aren't you?" "Yeah, well, I can't lie. It's definitely fun." "You like me covering you in poz cum, right?" "It's fucking hot, man. You and your cock are amazing." "Come over tonight." "I can't. Joseph is here." "Make an excuse. I've been dying to lick that pretty ass of yours." "Fuck, okay. I'll be there." The cheating mode was already in him: the need to go even further. Tonight was going to be the night I had my way with him - completely. The hours rolled around, and 1:00 AM arrived faster than I expected - and as it did, Ram appeared at my door, clearly nervous. "How'd you get out?" "I waited till he fell asleep. He's kinda a heavy sleeper," he replied, adding "but I probably can't stay long." "Then what are your pants still doing on?" I asked as I pulled him into my arms, pushing my tongue behind his lips. He let out an almost girlish moan. I grabbed the small of his back and with my free hand explored his pants, only to discover Ram wasn't wearing underwear. His determination to cheat made me instantly hard so I kissed him harder, practically tongue-fucking his throat. He continued to moan while my mouth covered his and he dropped his pants and kicked them away. My finger sought-out his lightly fuzzed crack and rubbed his tight stud hole. "You want daddy to eat this hole boy?" I asked finally coming up for air. "Fuck yeah" he replied, mesmerized by the prospects. "Fuck yes daddy." I repeated "Fuck yes daddy" he said twice more while I growled and rewarded him with another deep kiss and he moaned into my mouth. "Get on the fucking couch boy and show Daddy your stud hole." He practically jumped on the couch on his knees wrapping his arms on the head rest and pushing his ass back. I took a moment to enjoy the view Then I dove in, grabbing each of his tight stud ass cheeks, pulling them apart to reveal that lightly furry hole. I ran my tongue from bottom to top around and repeat. "OHHHHHHFUUUUUCKKK," Ram moaned. I licked then sucked then chewed then licked again in rhythm, over and over, playing Ram like the instrument he was, using his moans and whimpers and words to create a masterpiece of sound that was his slow descend into betrayal - and soon after every inch of my deathly poz cock. I continued to suck chew and lick and slowly pull back on his hips until finally I was carrying him by his hips tongue fucking his tight hole, still so tight from lack of use, (stupid Joseph for not paying more attention to the fuckhole), leaving Ram face to face with my swinging dick while he did a handstand on the couch. Then I felt it: his warm mouth wrapped itself around the head of my dripping poz cock. He moaned as he sucked on the dirty precum, even knowing full well the danger, knowing full well that he was betraying the boy he loved. Not, of course, knowing my viral load was much higher than it would generally be after a two week lapse in meds. We 69'd for a few more minutes until I let him down and escorted him to the bed room. He jumped on all fours on the bed as I fed him my dripping cock, watching him choke until I pressed a small bottle of poppers under his nose and ordered him to sniff. I could feet the high run through his body as the warm of this mouth increased and he slobbered ever so much more. I let my hands run over his back, and slid a single finger into his wet hole. Slowly but steadily his hole opened, up, so I pressed him to take a few more hits of poppers, and sure enough his hole was then able to accommodate not one, but three fingers fucking his hole Pulling him up from his knees I embraced him and kissed him roughly. Then I rolled him on his back while biting his chest abs shoulders nipples all the while spitting on my rock hard nine incher, rubbing it on Ram's hole, murmuring "I want you so bad, Rambo." "I want you too." "I want to fuck you so good." "Fuck...." "I want to make you moan." "Yeah...." "I want to feel you cum with my dick all inside you." "Fuck, Daddy." "Fuck yeah. Daddy wants to fuck his boy." "Fuck, Daddy." "You want Daddy to fuck you, boy?" "Fuck, yeah, " he replied, his eyes locked on mine, even as he knew his next decision would be a milestone. I kissed him hard and deep, and urged him "Let Daddy fuck his boy good." "Fuck yes, Daddy." "Say it." "Fuck me, Daddy." "Say it, boy!" "FUCK ME DADDY!" I rubbed my hard precum covered cock over his hole and started to apply pressure. Ram went rigid and I bit him and licked his neck and body rubbing his back while my slimy death stick pressed in on him. He squirmed and growled and exclaimed in pain, but I continued applying pressure, and finally my cock head popped into his hole. His entire body arched and spasmed, but I held tight, sliding in inch by inch, diving ever deeper into his body. Ram looked up, his eyes and mouth wide open, staring at me, staring at the ceiling, willing me to tear into him. He tried to yell, but could only manage a high pitched grunt, and then his head would fly back and then he began shaking from side to side. Thrashing slightly until finally my balls rested on the curve of his ass, my full poz filled cock buried in him. He looked at me, pulled me close and kissed me and I returned the kiss with equal ardor. "I'm gonna fuck your brains out boy." "Yes, Daddy." "I'm gonna give you the fuck of your life," I stated as I flexed my cock inside his body, enjoying the sight of his his eyes widen and head shake Again he grunted "Fuck me, Daddy!" "This is poz dick inside you, Rambo." "Fuck!!!!" He ran his fingers over my back, striving to pull me in even deeper. I leaned close to his face and reminded him "I'm full of poz cum Rambo" "Fuck I know, I know I know." "You like me to fill you with my poz load?" "Fuck yes...fuck yes, Dadddddddyyy." "Daddy wants to fill your ass full of poz cum tonight," I again reminded him as I pushed forward and began slowly and softly pumping his hole. "Fuck Daddy." He was staring back at me looking at me and holding me. "You gonna let Daddy fill your hole up?" "Fuck me, yes, Daddy." "You gonna let Daddy fuck you full of poz cum?" At this point I began the rhythm that would lead to my orgasm. "Yes, Daddy fuck yes fuck yes fuck yessssuhhhhh." "You love poz Daddy fucking you, don't you?" "Yessssssssssssssssssss." "Say it." "I love poz Daddy fucking me." "I...Love....It...Fuck...Me...Uh....Fu...ck...Me...Fu...uh..ck...Meh.....Fu...ck. Meeeeeeeee...." I began to pile-drive his ass. It opened up quite nicely, which enabled me to fuck ever deeper, ever harder, especially as his juices (and my pre-cum) rendered his hole wetter and sloppier opening and opening to accept the full length and girth of my cock. "Joseph never fucks you this way, right?" He looked at me, suddenly remembering the man he had until now blocked. So I repeated myself, determined to drive home the message: "Joseph never fucks you like Daddy, does he?" "No." "So, you like Daddy's dick more than Joseph's dick, don't you?" "Yes, Daddy." "Say it, boy." "I love Daddy's dick more! I love your daddy dick more. Dadddddyyyyyfuck I love your dick more." "You're a cheating little cum whore, Rambo." "Yes I am "Your hole is for poz cum," I declared as I reached-over, grabbed his cell phone and positioned it right over him so I could record my raw dick sliding in and out of his hole, revealing the red and white a pink of his freshly fucked up hole as well as his writhing body and expressive face as he moaned in delight as I fucked him. Having him fully in my control, I demanded he "Say it for the camera, Rambo." "I'm a cheating whore. I love poz cock." "Joseph never fucks you like this." "Noone ever fucks me like this." "You love it, don't you, cumslut." "Yes, I fuckin' love it, Daddy!" "I'm gonna cum Rambo. I'm gonna cum in your hole." "Please, cum in me, Daddy!" I placed the camera right in front of both of us to see both our faces leaning in kissing as i shot cum string after cum string into him. He moaned and groaned as the fucking continued. I stayed rock hard holding his hands so he couldn't jack off fucking his cum filled hole. I flipped him to his back, I fucked him against the wall, I fucked him with him laying on top of me. Finally I fucked him again, this time his legs in the air. His eyes were so far in the back of his head he was nearly foaming at the mouth. For good measure I spat on him a few times, even as I withdrew my dirty cock, wiping myself on his lips and face. When we finally stopped I had blown three loads in his hole and I could fit four fingers in with virtually no resistance. He slept for a good five hours. When he woke up we briefly made out, and then he hobbled back to his car. His phone had died from the recording but we both knew Joseph would be losing his mind. He left while still trying to come up with a viable excuse to give to Joseph, but I was already working on the second phase of my effort: Joseph. God knows hes gonna need some TLC.

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During my first week there, one evening I was standing over the kitchen sink washing some dishes after dinner. I was talking to one of the priests who happened to be in the kitchen as I washed the dishes, and eventually he came up behind me and gently brushed his hand against my ass; I noticed right away but pretended like it was nothing, I thought maybe it was unintentional, but then he did it again, and again etc. After the third or fourth time I went silent for a second and he rested his hand on my ass, and after a pause he groped my ass. I reached behind me and grabbed his now hard cock through his pants. Without another word we both went to the living room, he sat down, pulled his pants down, and I sucked his cock and balls for probably half an hour. He didn’t cum (he was 77 and had trouble cumming sometimes) but afterwards when I finished he just said to me “Good boy, we’ll have a lot of fun”. That same week, Sunday evening, both he and the other priest were waiting for me in the same room. I immediately got on my knees, sucked them both, and they both fucked me. One came in my ass and one (who didn’t cum the last time) on my face. Best years of my life.

Man this top just says the best things for openings that really make great titles here I love it. Daddy Dick from The Poz Daddy Bear So I haven't seen the poz daddy bear top in maybe close to a week. I haven't seen my regular other daddy top lately either I guess because scheduling. But to say I have been horny is a fucking understatement. Both wanting to get fucked and wanting to breed. I messaged the daddy poz top seeing how he was doing. And the first thing he says in response is "U want some daddy dick?". Of course my naturally response and actual response is, "Yes I do Daddy". So with that fun introduction I got prepared and left to go to his place. I arrived and had to pee really quick. He was already naked when I was done peeing. I always love looking at this man. His sexy furry body and long gray beard and his look of desire and passion every time he looks at me. We made a little small talk and he sort of grabbed me and played with my nipples when I was stripping. This time I actually stripped off my socks which I haven't done so far. But per usual the man put me on the bed and had me scoot back. This time we were on our side kinda so while he was sucking my cock his flaccid cock was right infront of me. I have been so starved sexually lately and the way I was sucking him I could tell. I was moaning, sucking, licking, rotating my tongue, going down deeper on him, deep throating him, just doing everything I could with my mouth and tongue to his cock. Basically making love to his cock and swallowing his cock as much I could because I was starved fucking horny boy for this sexy poz daddy bear. He got hard very fast while I was sucking him and I thought similar to a previous time that I could have just sucked him for hours honestly I just love this man's cock. And he was making my cock feel damn good too my cock was constantly hard and dripping while he was sucking me. He skipped rimming me this time he put me on my back and got on the bed. He tossed me the poppers and put a pillow under my ass. He put lube on his cock and his hole and started to push his cock in. Fuck I was tight. But I wanted to open up my hole for Daddy. He pushed in very gentle and I was relaxing to take him in. It was a great rhythm and motion from both of us him pushing in slower and me slowly opening up and accepting him. To my surprise I was able to accept him easier this time and he started fucking me. He had me put my feet on his chest. I started playing with his nipples with feet on his chest at one point. At one point when he was fucking me I moved my foot off a little and he put his feet back on my chest. So he likes that. He also had my feet against his face and with my feet they were touching his beard. I once again slightly deviated my feet away from his beard and face and he put it right back. He's showing subtle hints of what he likes so at least now I know that he likes those and he likes to play with my nipples. While I was trying to learn about more ways to please the Poz Daddy Bear Top he was having fun putting me on different sides and angles. At one point I was face down on the pillow and had my side head against the pillow. I thought that maybe my ass was getting familiar to his cock so sort instinctually I was learning how to take him better. But I also theorized last time he might be being a little more gentle on me to open me up. I think a combination of these are true. He was fucking me rough at one point and sort of power slamming me and I was surprisingly taking it without poppers. But then something changed. It's like his cock got harder or reached deeper into me somehow. Now I was starting to feel so discomfort. He was starting to fuck me more aggressive now. Damn was he holding back to get me adjusted? Well it worked. I took a hit of poppers a big hit. Fuck the rush and feeling and headspace of just his daddy bear poz raw cock going deeper in me and just fucking and using my hole. God the feeling was so fucking hot. I felt like he could have come right then and there if he wanted to but I think he was trying not to. He put me on my back again and he was power fucking slamming me again. I could feel his cock jam and stab me but I could also feel myself opening up more. Fuck I just wanted this man to fuck me how he wants. He started fucking me faster and the rush of poppers was going through my head and making me feel every inch of his cock going deeper in my hole. I heard him shout that he was going to bred me and I said "Breed me Daddy". I was still under the influence of poppers so that's most of what I could get out. I felt his huge load flood my hole. I twitched my ass on his hole while he was depositing his load. I did this for a little bit longer. Then he pulled out pretty quickly once he was done and gave me a wet rag. That Event Again I wiped my hole and we had a little small talk per usual. There was talk of us seeing each other again later this week though so that is beyond great. He kissed me goodbye and then I left. Then the question was what other trouble could I get into? >:) I decided to go pick up something at a store really quick. Then I went to a specific event prepared. I went into the building and walked up the stairs. I got the lockers and stripped and put on my jockstrap and some short leather shorts. I decided I was ready. I walked around the upstairs a little bit and saw a few guys. One was kinda cruising me in the locker room a little. I did not see too much going on so made my way to do the dark room. I saw a big beefy bear for a moment when there was light bent over with a jockstrap on and ass in the air. Getting hard thinking about this but I took out my cock and stroked it a little. He was already well lubed up so I spit on my cock and started fucking him. He seemed to enjoy this. I fucked him for a good bit was mostly pulling out and pushing back in. I decided to do a little slam fucking too and he took it well and seemed to love it as well. I then started fucking him faster and thought about cumming but decided against it. I did just get there after all. I decided to go down one floor. I had some nostaliga for an area that I played with a certain man in so decided to pass that open room area. I saw two guys in there that were kinda cruising me in the locker area. They were stroking their cocks and I stroked mine and they seemed to approve. I sucked both of them for a bit one guy had a fat cock one had a longer cock. They seemed to love watching me rotate between each of their cocks and they were hard. I tried to bend over but they didn't seem interested in fucking. They wanted to keep jacking off. That's fair. I went to the lowest floor and walked around a bit. Not too much down here I did see a few cute guys but I spent some time walking and walked by the place that I first kinda met and played with a certain man. The upstairs was the area we played in too but down in the area I was at where we actually met. I decided I had enough of walking downstairs and went back to the second floor. I passed by the room again but this time there was a man bent over. Looked like a pretty beefy guy and sort of muscular and he had a cap on and his ass was bent over and sticking out. And yes in a jock strap. I decided it's time to fuck again. I pulled out my cock and stroked it and in no time I was rock hard. I found his hole and pressed in. He did not seem to make too much notice he was getting penetrated. I pushed in all the way and then I heard him moan. I started fucking him with a good decent pace and he was moaning and twitching his ass on my cock. I decided to start pulling out all the way and slamming back into him and he was enjoying this. While I was doing this one of the guys that was there earlier came in and watched. And a guy next to me appeared. He was in a black tshirt and a brown-ish/blonde goatee beard combo. He was fucking hot. He was watching me fuck the man. I was getting a little intimidated by this man I figured he probably wanted to fuck and wanted me out of the way. So I started fucking the bottom faster. I wasn't going to cum but this man had me intimidated. He was watching me very closely as well. I decided fuck it (literally) and jackhammered the bottom's hole and shouted as a I bred him. It was fucking hot and I had not cum in a good while. I pumped in him a little bit more draining my load. To my surprise the man grabbed me. He got behind me and started playing with my nipples and kissing my neck and body. He was showing a lot of passion and aggression. I figured he wanted to fuck the bottom. He kinda played around with me but we didn't kiss or anything. Then all of a sudden with no warning he broke off and he started walking away. It looked like he wanted me to follow him but I wasn't sure. I kinda followed him and then he sort of disappeared. Guys can be so weird like that at places but I just let it go. I walked around back up stairs and it was more packed now. Did not see too much else so went in the dark room. Got to play with one guy in the dark we made out a little bit and I sucked him. I decided that enough time had passed I was ready to leave. I had other plans for the night. I figured it wasn't bad for that event. I got fucked prior to going by the hot daddy poz bear I see regularly and got loaded nicely. And I got to fuck two guys there and bred a hot bottom. I figured I could always potentially come back later but I had enough fun for now. Time for the actual main event of the evening. The Bar Event Meet Up Night With the Pup I left and headed to the bar that I had plans to go to and meet up with someone. I arrived at the bar and it wasn't too packed. I did a little change and put on a shirt and my jacket vest. I made sure my jockstrap was still on as well as my short leather shorts. I grabbed my bag and was ready. I ordered a non alcoholic drink and I walked outside to the patio. I saw the sexy young pup that I came to the bar to meet. We both kissed and made out for a moment when we greeted each other. It was great to see him again even though it's only been a few days. This is the young bearded bear pup I have mentioned earlier that I've seen. He was sitting with a few guys and we played a fun card game. Of course it was partially interrupted because one of the guys went to go flirt with some other guys. I told the pup it's fine I knew the game wouldn't last long as more guys arrived. There were lots of hot guys there too in all kinds of leather gear and other gear. The pup saw the guy flogging others and I asked if he was going to do that again. He said he was and there was an opening so I watched him get flogged. I loved watching the top flog him was sort of analyzing how he did it. After the pup was flogged he went to go get another drink. I saw the top flog other guys I almost wondered if there would be an opening and potentially considered trying it myself. But more guys came and I noticed after he flogged a boy they both went into the bar leaving the patio area. I figured they went to play and decided to dismiss the notion for tonight. The pup came back and we both chatted a bit and then we started making out. We had a pretty nice and fun and intense makeout session. I told him that I had to piss and asked if he wanted to drink my piss. The pup agreed and we went to the troff area. In no time at all I pulled out my cock and the pup was on his knees. I almost thought about having him suck me off but I really had to piss. This time I did not really try to hold back my piss in spurts. This pup has demonstrated twice now how good he is at drinking piss so I let it flow out. I still came in sort of spurts and wasn't a really heavy piss flow but it was a decent one. He swallowed all my piss without any issue. Then he proceeded to suck me which I was enjoying. A guy came in and watched us in action. He was an older guy and he pulled his cock out. I decided to see what the pup would do I pulled my cock out and started jacking it. He did not seem to notice or have interest in the other guy who's cock was out near him. I decided not to make him suck his cock even though I had a feeling the pup would have done it if I told him. I liked that when I was with the country top from out of state that he kinda gauged with me when guys came into the room that night to fuck me. And he kinda checked and to see if I wanted to play with someone he called over and I appreciated that. I figured if the pup really wanted to suck the guy he would have so I left it at that. The pup continued to suck my cock and the guy seemed to understood and zipped up and left. He continued to suck my cock then I pulled him up. To my surprise the pup asked me to choke him. I have been choked before and I won't say I don't like it. But I was kinda unsure how to do it someone. But you know no better way to learn a kink or fetish then with a guy who trusts you and who you trust. I decided to try it but since he was a big bear of a pup I had to use both hands. He seemed to be enjoying it. And I felt that the pressure I was putting in was just enough and also occasionally letting my hands be a little loose to relieve some pressure. I tried to remember how the bear beast felt and other when they did it to me. I tried to recall all memories and knowlege of it being done to myself to help me learn how to do this to the pup. He said afterwards that he loved it and it was extremely hot. We went back to making out and then I started to suck on his nipples. He was moaning when I was doing this and after switching to each nipple I got on my knees and took out his cock. Holy fucking shit it's like piss came out his cock. A huge stream of liquid came out as he pulled his shorts and jock down and some of it got on my leg. I took his cock in my mouth and it was wet and soaked and liquid coming out. It was all fucking precum. This pup has more precum then anyone i've ever met in my life. I enjoyed sucking his wet dripping cock and swallowing his precum. I sucked him for a good bit and knew he couldn't grab my hair like before. So I focused on sucking him to the best I could and he kept moaning and was loving it. I pulled off and asked if he wanted to fuck me. He asked if I was clean and I told him yes I cleaned myself before going out tonight. I spit on my hole and bent over the urinal. It felt so fucking hot with my face just slightly above the piss scented troff. It was stirring up older memories and experiences I had with troffs. I felt his cock stab in my hole. Holy fuck this pup was huge and he was ripping me. I yelled out and he started to fuck me hard from the start and kept pounding me. Once I was a little more broken in I was loving this but damn it actually did hurt at first. I could feel his precum filling up inside me. He fucked me for a good while but the angle wasn't good because of the troff and he slipped out. After he slipped out we made out again a bit more. I suggested that we go somewhere else to fuck. He asked about the dark room and I said sure. It seemed like there were some guys outside the troff area. He joked that we were taking up the troff area so guys were waiting to piss. There was another troff area and we weren't taking up the whole space we were just on one side. But is funny and maybe partially true to think about. The dark room was packed. Multiple guys bent over getting fucked and multiple guys fucking and sucking. Like an army row of bottoms damn. We found one small corner that wasn't taken. We tried but it wasn't the best height especially since he is a bigger and taller bear pup. We decided that it probably won't happen at this club but that's fine. We made out a little bit more and I suggested we go dance. I wish the music could have been a little better I swear the music is always best when you aren't dancing. We danced for a little bit and made out. I started getting more rough and agressive when we were making out. The pup seemed to really like this. I was already shirtless at this point forgot to mention that earlier I think just in my jockstrap. He sucked on my nipples which I loved and then he was going down lower. I pulled out my cock and he was sucking my cock right then and there on the dance floor. I will say the dance floor was pretty empty because all the guys were in the dark room. Still though damn. I started fucking his face a little bit and he was doing a great job at taking me because I was hard and horny. I almost considered cumming in his mouth. I started jacking my cock off a little bit and was thinking about it but then for some reason I decided not to. He got up and we went back out to the patio. The couch was not taken anymore so we both sat on the coach. We went back to making out a little more and both of us did some agressive play/making out kissing. Ultimately though he was in my lap or arms and I was caressing him. Afterwards While he was laying on me he said he loved to be dominated. I told him I know exactly how he feels since I also like that. He said I'm a natural top. I said I wasn't entirely sure about that. But I said I'm not necessarily against that either. I said in the past I was told that but I wanted to be just a sub in the past. Now though I said I'm a little bit more open and don't really limit myself so much anymore. I appreciated it though. He grabbed me two hot dogs that they had which was great because I was beyond fucking starving. We left shortly after and went to his place. It was nice seeing his place and we just chilled on his comfy couch and watched some tv. I fell asleep on the coach for a bit no idea if he was laying with me or not. He said he needs to get some sleep and I looked at the time I did have things I had to do as well. We both kissed each other bye and parted. I headed home kinda reeling in the night. What an insane night. From getting bred to the daddy bear poz top I see regularly. To fucking a guy at that event well two but cumming and breeding in one, to seeing the pup again and have him swallow my piss in the troff bathroom area, get fucked in the bathroom troff area, and then him sucking my dick on the dance floor. Absolute fun night. It didn't matter if I stayed at the event longer. It would not have been as satisfying or fun as going to the bar and having fun hanging out and playing with the pup. But I am glad I did go there for a little bit. Loads taken 1: Bred by the daddy poz bear Loads Given: 1 Bred some random muscle daddy bottom at an event Piss Given?: Sexy young bear pup swallowed my piss load Until next time..

He just knocked on the door and asked to fuck his load in me! I was working from home when there was a knock at the door I opened it and stood in front of me was the 18 year-old fit Lad that had fucked me a few weeks before. He asked me if I was busy, as he really fancied fucking his load into me! I was a bit taken back by the sheer nerve of Lad but at the same time totally turned on thought he was looking on my door asking for a fuck. It helped that this lad had an amazing 9 inch dick and wanted to refill my hole so I was keen to have him inside me once again. I told him I was on a work call and asked if he could give me a few minutes. He agreed and I quickly changed into my jock and harness. My Cunt is always lubed and ready for action so once I was changed, I went back to the front door, wearing just my job jock and ushered him in. He kicked off his trainers and we made our way upstairs. I immediately assumed my usual position on all fours on the bed while he stripped off his hoody and jogging bottoms. He was stood there in just his black sports socks and a raging boner. He used his fingers to massage his foreskin and it showed strings of sticky precum Oozing from the tip of his dick. He was proud of his self made lube and wiped it over my hole before just casually gliding fully inside me. He went in deep, ball deep and then began his fuck rhythm, make the most of long hard strokes like a piston and carefully managing the maximum stoke length without pulling out. He grabbed my hips and pushed my ass down to ensure he had just the right angle to be getting deep inside. He fucked me real good, I would never have known he was just 18. Next he pushed me forward into the bed and knelt in the bed too ensuring he could get in deeper. He was fucking me hard and deep and every thrust felt amazing. At that point I could tell he was close. So, I told him how much I wanted him to breed me. That’s all it took and he pushed my hips down again for his maximum pleasure and unloaded his boi juice inside me. The horny fukka was done with my cunt and instantly pulled out to leave me dripping. He stood there with his cummy cock and slipped back into his jogging bottoms and hoodie and walked out telling me, I fucking needed that!

CONTINUED After a moment, the porch light came on and my uncle opened the door, unlike the previous night, he was fully clothed, but his muscled body fit his cloths perfectly. He said, “Hey, how are you. Welcome, come in.” Steve and I stepped through the door and proceeded to the couch. My uncle asked, “Aren’t you going to introduce me?” I replied, “This is Steve, he is Jeff’s friend. The two of them spoke earlier today and we though we might stop by after work. I hope that isn’t a problem.” He replied, “Not at all, I just hope you’re not all worked out.” Slyly Steve said, “I’m just starting to get worked up.” My uncle responded, “Could I offer you two a drink?” I said, “A drink? How about a couple of drinks?” My uncle replied, “I see its in the genes.” I said, “I luv what’s in our jeans. In both of your jeans!” Next words out of my uncles mouth was, “Looks like I better make all our drinks a double. Jack fine?” I said, “Absolutely” as we followed him into the kitchen where it all began the night before. I sat in one chair while Steve, the blond muscle stud cook, leaned back in the other chair with his legs spread wide and a grin on his face. My uncle returned with the Daniels for us, we saluted each other and began to drink. As Steve took a drink with the glass in his right hand, his left hand began to slowly message his crotch. As he did, you could see a hard outline of the monster cock he wielded begin to grow. It was no wonder he was so popular at school. He knew exactly what he was doing and he had honed his craft. Uncle said, “So what you two up to?” Steve quickly replied, “No good.” Uncle replied, “Sounds good to me.” I said, “Sounds fantastic to me.” “So Steve, what do you like to do?” He replied, “I like to get my cock sucked and then jam it in a hole and work it hard.” Uncle responded, “Right to the point. So you’re a top? I’m a top too.” I thought, there goes my hole again. Still sore from the night before, I took another stiff belt of Jack Daniels. As we talked, it turned out that Steve, a player, had fucked a number of the college bros at the local university. His treasure trail was well worn. I looked over again at his crotch and with all the rubbing, he now had a wet spot in his jeans where his cock ended. I turned to him and said, “My muscles require high protein intake.” He said, “Come and get some.” I got out of my chair, knelt on the floor before him, unbuttoned his jean and discovered he wasn’t wearing any boxers. His tanned, smooth young man meat popped out and stood erect. I quickly opened wide and wrapped my tongue and lips around his shaft. The sweet taste of precum filled my senses as I swirled my tongue around the tip of his impaler. As I began to work his man tool, he removed his shirt exposing a carved smooth muscled chest with tan nipples. At the same moment, my uncle removed his shirt and unbuttoned his jeans. The young stud looked over and saw the older stud and in that moment he recognized that he had met his future self, the ultimate Alpha males. He would arrogantly show his developed fucking skills, while at the same time, watch the older stud and learn techniques only years of experience could provide. Steve grabbed the back of my head and shoved me head down to the base of his muscle cock and began to work my throat. As he began to face fuck me, he turned an grinned at my uncle. My uncle stood up, turned and walked out of the kitchen. Steve let go of my head and I moved to lick his light blond treasure trail up to his chest. I swirled my tongue around his nipples and licked the cavern between his muscle chest. This young alpha male had earned his cockiness. He was hot, knew he was hot, and enjoyed working his sexuality. His lean chiseled wrestlers bod oozed total dominator. As I stood to remove my cloths, I turned and saw my uncle standing in the doorway, naked, not yet erect, but ready to go another round. The 31 year old stud alpha male’s presence demanded attention. He watched as I stripped and then reached for some more Daniel’s. Steve remained leaning back in the chair, his cock at full mast. My uncle motioned for us to go to the front room. I knew what that meant and my hole flexed. Steve stood up, grabbed some Daniel’s for himself, and we went to the living room. As we approached the couch, I noticed lube and poppers on the coffee table. Not hesitating, I reach for the poppers and opened the bottle. Placing my finger to one side of my nose I hot a strong sniff, knowing that I needed to relax my hole for the pounding that was about to occur. Steve reached for lube and thoroughly rubbed a generous coating on his cock and then sat on the sofa. At that moment I realized that all the teasing in the galley at work was over, I was about to get railed by the young stud. I turned and as I moved over his cock, he grabbed my hips and worked my hole down to his base. Still loose from the night before I was ready for a thrashing. His strong hands pulling my body down on his cock, and bodily strength thrusting his meat upwards caused me to gasp for air and groan. As Steve began to dominate my hole, I looked over and saw my uncle beginning to rub his monster cock. Round two was about to begin. He walked over, pulled me off Steve’s cock, turned me around and I began to clean the tool which I had ridden. As I did leaned over I felt an even larger weapon at the entrance to my hole. I knew exactly what that meant. As Steve once more grabbed by head and force his meat down my throat, I felt my uncle’s cock enter my hole and begin to drive deep. Caught between two alpha males I was not going to walk right for a week. As my uncle continued to thrust deep the slapping of his balls against my ass was a sound that got me harder and harder. I could taste Steve getting close as the pre-cum salted my lips. I swirled my tongue around his enormous cock and his force on my head grew more aggressive. As he arched back, he began to shot his load. I sucked down each drop. Pulled my head off so that I could see cum dripping of the tip and licked each protein filled drop off his shaft. I continued to suck is as he moaned. Not long after my uncle’s firm hands on my hips got tighter as he began to shoot his load deep down my guts. Thrusting back and forth I could feel his cock pumping load after load into my sloppy hole. The top alpha male was teaching the younger alpha how to properly use a man. As he pulled out I could feel my hole gaping wide as the cum dripped down my leg. I reach back with my hand to scoop up his hot load and licked my hand tasting every warm cum bit of his man juice. As lay exhausted on the coach, my uncle told Steve next up was a foursome with his friend. For this, we would go downstairs to the dungeon.

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

(continued) The next thing I knew, right in front of me he leaned forward and stuffed his tongue in my uncle’s mouth and grabbed his crotch. My uncle returned the kiss and then it was too much to resist. I leaned forward to begin a threesome. Now, after the drinks at the reception and shots of whiskey, with a raging hardon, I reached over and began to tweak my uncle’s nipples. He reached over and swiftly popped the top button on my jeans. The only one with a shirt on, I quickly stood and removed my shirt. As I did this my uncle stood and pressed himself into the blonde. I couldn’t resist, I dropped to my knees, pulled the blondes boxers down and began to service him. The sweet salty taste of his precum coated my tongue. While gorging myself on the young wrestler’s thick 8.5” thick cock, with my right hand I unbuttoned the jeans of my uncle and as his jeans fell to the floor he stepped out of them revealing his massive 9” man cock. That meat, which had ravaged countless holes in the dungeon, was now staring me down. It was mine for the taking. Pivoting my head, I let the young stud’s cock slip from my mouth and opened wide to swallow the main course. While stroking the wrestler tool with my left hand, with my right I massaged my uncle’s well-worn cock in and out of my mouth making sure my tongue swirled around as much of the shaft as my mouth could take. While they kissed I continued to switch back and forth between the two tree trunks. Needing a breath, I stood and reached for the whiskey, this time straight from the bottle. I took a slug and passed it to the young jock and then my uncle. Going commando that night, I stood and stripped from my pants. As I began to lick my uncle’s rockhard chest, biting his nipples, the wrestler placed the whiskey bottle on the kitchen table, turned for the front room, and quickly returned with a bottle of poppers.

As Tom turned his new truck into the parking lot of the government housing projects on the notorious Rayburn Avenue his Ubereats app alerted him that he had “arrived at the delivery destination”. He rolled his eyes and mumbled “oh, great” as he took in his sketchy surroundings. It was the summer in between Tom’s Junior and Senior year in college and next semester he and his buddies were all set to travel Europe during their scheduled study abroad program. Tom had been delivering for Uber for a few weeks to save up extra spending money to blow on his Eurotrip, but this was his first delivery to the infamous Rayburn Housing Projects, and although he was a bit apprehensive about walking around in this part of town, he told himself this will be a quick drop off and he would be back on the road in five minutes and let himself daydream of exploring Europe before he had to enter the real adult world. Opening his truck door Tom grabbed the food, stepped out of the truck and began making his way to APT D3. On the short walk to the apartment front door Tom passed a kaleidoscope of empty beer bottles, fast food containers, random paper and at least two needles on the ground. He passed a group of younger men, all different shades of black, playing basketball on a neglected cement slab of concrete they used as their court. He heard one of them direct a comment his way followed by roaring laughter from the group and although he couldn’t quite make out what was said he smirked and thought to himself “yeah yeah dude, have your laughs and also, enjoy living in your shitbox”. As Tom approached the front door of APT D3 it swung open before he could even knock. Tom was a little stunned at what now stood in front of him. Ty, the man behind the door, was gorgeous. 6 foot 3, easily 230 pounds of street muscle. Tom noticed the man was shirtless and could see the tattoos all over his arms, chest, and up his neck. “You uber?” the deep voice of the adonis of a man asked Tom. “Uh, yeah, sorry” Tom responded, handing the man his bag while clearing his throat and awkwardly looking away. “Appreciate it bro”, Ty responded while grabbing the bag from Tom and taking a good look at the white delivery boy. Tom was the total all American boy, standing 5 foot 10 inches tall and weighing in around 175 pounds of young lean college muscle. Tom’s mop of brown tussled brown hair and big blue eyes made Ty’s cock twitch. “Yo, my bad man I am gonna need to tip you in cash for this….gonna take me a minute to find my wallet why don’t you come inside and wait so you don’t got to deal with the dumb niggas that live around here”. Every instinct of Tom’s told him to politely decline and head back to his truck but there was something disarming about Ty that made him less threatening for some reason. Tom stepped inside the sparsely furnished apartment and took a seat on the couch while Ty left the room to allegedly find his wallet. Tom noticed a pipe on the coffee table in front of him with a bunch of white shit both in the pipe and on the table. Tom picked up the pipe to take a closer look and was quickly startled when he heard the deep rumble of Ty’s voice behind him. “You smoke?” Ty asked as he entered the living room. Tom couldn’t help but notice the massive buldge in Ty’s sweatpants bounce around as he walked towards Tom. “Ughh, not sure, what uhh..what is this exactly?” Ty smiled and took the pipe out of Tom’s hands before taking a torch out of his pocket. “This”, he responded while heating up the pipe and taking a big hit, “is Tina” he said as he blew out a huge cloud of smoke above their heads. “Want to try it?” Tom’s mind was racing. He was sitting in some black dude’s living room in the fucking PROJECTS and was now being offered meth. What the actual fuck. Again, Tom’s instincts were raging against what was happening – 20 years of programming telling him to stand the fuck up and walk the fuck out of this guy’s apartment immediately. But as Tom was quickly deciding how to make his exit he noticed Ty adjusting his buldge through his sweatpants while simultaneously blowing another cloud and for some reason the combination of these two things happening at once transfixed him. With the pipe still in his hand Ty shrugged his shoulders at Tom, silently offering the pipe to him one last time. This time, Tom took it. The burn in his lungs was immediate, causing him to cough and his eyes to water. The meth hit him like a freight train, a rush of euphoria and energy that made his heart feel like it would burst from his chest. The room spun, and he coughed, handing the pipe back. “That’s it, boy. Relax,” Ty said, patting him on the back. The meth hit him like a freight train. Suddenly, the world was a brighter place, his fear replaced by a buzzing energy that hummed in his veins. Ty's smile grew wider, a predator sensing its prey's vulnerability. "You like that?" Ty’s massive hands were now rubbing Tom’s back and had moved up to his shoulders and neck and as Ty slowly began to exert dominance over Tom he took Tom’s hand and put it on his cock. “Go ahead boy, grab it”. Tom grabbed hold of the massive cock constrained in Ty’s sweatpants and gave it a long squeeze, eliciting a moan of approval from Ty. Tom grabbed the pipe again making Ty chuckle. “Yeah boy, hit that pipe again for daddy. Show daddy what a big cloud you’ve learned to blow”. Tom clicked the torch and was taking a nice long hit from the pipe when he felt Ty stick his massive hands down his shorts, grabbing and stroking Tom’s now throbbing cock. Ty grinned. “That’s my fucking boy, hard as a rock for daddy already. Dad is going to make you into such a good cockslut, and you’re going to make dad so proud – I can already tell”. “Mmmmm, fuck yeah man” Tom moaned. Ty’s voice somehow got a few octaves deeper when he responded to Tom. “Listen here boy, because I’m only gonna tell you this once. I am daddy. Or dad. You understand?” Tom looked up at Ty with big vulnerable eyes that were seeing the world spin and responded “fuck, daddy, yes sir”. "Good boy," Ty said, his voice a low purr. He stood up and in one swift move had taken off his sweatpants and set his dick free, revealing a cock that was as thick and long as a baseball bat. Tom couldn't help but stare, his mouth going slack. "You ever had a taste of chocolate?" Ty's question was a purr, and he stepped closer, his cock bobbing with each step now mere inches from Tom's face. With his cock in Tom’s face Ty handed Tom a small bottle. “Son, these are poppers. You are going to put the bottle under your nose and inhale taking a big hit for daddy. These will help you when its time to take Daddy’s dick.” Tom did as he was told, taking a big, long hit from the tiny bottle. Tom felt a rush hit him like nothing had before, starting at the top of his head before touching every inch of him, causing him to moan from the intense pleasure he was feeling from the high. "Good boy son, now, suck it." Tom leaned in; his eyes wide as he wrapped his lips around the head of Ty's cock. It was hot and heavy, the taste of salt and musk overwhelming him. He took another hit of the poppers, the burn in his nose making his eyes water, making everything feel sharper. Ty's cock grew even more sensitive, the skin tightening as Tom's mouth moved down, inch by inch. "Yeah, just like that," Ty groaned, his hand tangling in Tom's hair. "Take it all, baby." Tom tried, his throat straining around Ty's thickness, his eyes watering from the effort. Ty's cock was like nothing he'd ever felt before, a living, pulsing beast that seemed to fill his entire mouth. He gagged, but Ty was relentless, pushing in deeper while Tom tried to pull away, choking on the massive cock that somehow seemed to be getting bigger. As Tom struggled Ty’s grip on his head was relentless, forcing him to somehow find the space in his throat to accommodate Ty’s manhood. “Yeahhh boy, that’s right, just like that. See, I knew you could do it. Just had to open up for daddy. Just had to relax and let daddy inside”. Ty showed no mercy as he fucked Tom’s face, often sliding his entire cock down the boy’s throat and holding it there, watching the boy gag. Just when Tom thought he couldn’t take anymore he looked up at the adonis of a man in front of him and watched as Ty clicked the torch and blew another massive cloud above him. Tom didn’t understand it, but something about seeing Ty blow the cloud triggered something inside him and made him crave Ty’s cock more than ever. Ty pulled his cock out of Tom’s mouth and rested his massive cockhead on Tom’s lips while he spoke. “Look at me” he demanded. “You’re almost ready boy. Almost ready to take daddy’s cock” he said as he quickly ripped off Tom’s pants exposing him fully to the man. “Stand up and bend over the couch”. Tom knew not to disobey his new dad, so he did as he was told, nervously bending over the couch for him. Ty handed Tom the bottle of poppers and told him to hit them while Ty opened him up. Tom breathed in a sharp breath as he felt Ty’s warm tongue begin to circle his virgin hole. As Ty’s tongue began and jab and probe his hole he took another hit of the poppers, causing the boy to moan and melt into the couch and Ty’s tongue which he realized was now deep inside him. “Mmmm that’s some nice white ass boy. Opening up real nice for me, such a good boy for me”. Tom felt Ty’s fingers begin to tease his hole. “Son, what I’m about to do to is going to hurt like a mother fucker at first, but you’re going to take it for me. This is how you will make your daddy proud. I want you to take a big, long hit on those poppers for me and then close your eyes and try and relax, you understand?” Tom began to sweat, nervously anticipating the pain Ty promised was coming. He nodded his head and responded, “yes daddy, I understand”. Ty grabbed a bottle of lube and applied a generous amount to his finger before slowing sliding it inside Tom’s virgin hole. Tom’s body responded immediately, squirming to remove the invasion from his hole. Tom couldn’t help but scream as Ty placed one hand on his back to keep him still while continuing to slide inside him. “Shhhh, I know boy, I know it hurts. But you’re doing so good and in a few seconds, I’m going to show you what real pleasure is”. Tom groaned, feeling like he was being ripped open by the man’s fingers and realizing that if a couple fingers hurt this badly there was no chance he could take Ty’s massive cock and live through it. But just as Tom was starting to regret his decision to ever walk inside Ty’s apartment, he felt Ty hit something inside him that brought him the pleasure Ty was just telling him about. This uncharted territory inside him that Ty had just discovered was life changing. As Ty prodded Tom’s prostate, he heard the guttural moan from the young man that told him he’d found it. “Ahhh that’s my boy! See son – I told you. You think that feels good boy? You like that? Ha, just wait you aint seen nothing yet”. Ty stood up and told Tom to lay on his back. Ty grabbed a shard and told Tom what was next. “Son, I’m about to put this beautiful shard inside you and when I do you will finally be ready to take me, understand? Now this may burn but you trust daddy now, so I need you to open up and be brave for me”. Ty then grabbed Tom’s cock and began to stroke it while he proceeded to shove the shard inside Tom. Seconds later Tom was drooling for Ty’s cock, feeling a hunger he had not felt before. Realizing the boy was now ready, Ty stood up in between Tom’s legs. "You want it bad, don't you?" Tom could only whimper in response, his body a live wire of need. He'd never felt so exposed, so vulnerable, and yet so incredibly turned on. The poppers and meth had done their job, and the world around him was a haze of sensation and desire. Ty's hand left Tom's cock, and he felt something cold and slick being spread along his crack. He gasped, his eyes flying open as he realized Ty was lubing himself up and that he was about to be ripped open by his new black daddy. The head of Ty’s cock was already nudging at Tom's entrance, the pressure building. "Relax," Ty coaxed, his voice a soothing whisper. "Wait," Tom managed to croak out, his voice thick with desire and fear. "Use a condom, please?" Ty's smile was wicked, his teeth gleaming in the dim light. "No condoms needed between father and son boy. You're going to take all of me, raw and bare." Tom's eyes widened, his heart hammering in his chest. "But...but I've never..." "That's what makes it so much better," Ty whispered, his breath hot on Tom's cheek. "I'm going to show you how good it can be." With surprising gentleness, Ty pushed Tom back onto the bed, his weight pressing him into the mattress. Tom felt his own cock throb, his body betraying his fear. Ty reached for the poppers again, placing them in Tom's hand. "Take another hit," he instructed, his voice firm but soft. "And tell me you want me to fuck you bare." Tom took another hit, the room spinning around him as he felt the muscles in his body relax, the fear and tension draining away. "I...I want you raw cock," he murmured, his voice shaking. "Good boy," Ty said, his eyes never leaving Tom's. He leaned in and kissed him, his tongue pushing past Tom's parted lips, tasting the faint hint of poppers and smoke. Tom moaned into the kiss, his hand shaking as he held onto the bottle of poppers, the reality of what he was about to do washing over him. "Ready son? Time to let me in." Tom took a deep breath, his body tensing as Ty pushed the tip of his cock into him. It burned, the madding pain sharp and intense, but the meth and the poppers had made everything feel so much more intense that even the pain was a thrill. He took another hit, the room swimming around him as Ty pushed deeper, inch by inch, filling him up until he couldn't take any more. "Fuck," Tom breathed, his nails digging into the pillow. "It's so big, I don’t know if I can do this”. “Trust me son, you can take it” Ty responded, before sliding his entire ten inches of thick black cock in the boy’s virgin hole. Tom’s mouth hung open, his body in shock at how it had just been ripped open. He sucked in a huge breathe of air and then let out a scream the entire neighborhood could hear. "That's it," Ty said, his voice strained. "Take it all." With one final thrust, Ty was fully seated inside Tom, his thick cock buried to the hilt. Tom's body spasmed, his eyes rolling back in his head as the pleasure and pain mixed into a delicious cocktail that had him panting for more. "You're so tight," Ty said, his voice thick with lust. "So fucking tight." The pain started to dull and something new was beginning to replace it. Tom took another hit from the poppers and felt Ty begin to move, his hips rolling in a slow, deliberate rhythm that had Tom's toes curling. Ty's cock stretched him wide, each movement sending shockwaves of sensation through his body. It was like nothing he'd ever felt before, nothing he'd ever dreamed of. “Fuck me, please daddy fuck me” Tom moaned. Ty was pumping into Tom, all the way into the hilt, out to the head, hitting Tom’s spot with each pump. “Look at me son” Ty demanded as he continued to pump in and out. “Dad is so proud of you. You learned to love this black cock, didn’t you?” “Yes sir” Tom responded. “Say it” Ty told him. “I love my daddy’s big black cock. Fuck it is so deep inside me and I love it. I exist to be used by daddy’s black cock and I promise to be a brave boy and earn daddy’s load”. His words drove Ty wild and the assault on the boy’s virgin ass grew exponentially more extreme. He was slamming his cock into the boy harder than he had ever fucked before. He was giving the boy all he had to give, every inch of the massive man was inside the boy, throbbing more with each pump. Tom’s eyes had completely rolled back in his head and for a moment he thought he had left his body. Ty grabbed Tom’s cock and began to stroke him in tune with the rhythm of the fuck. The sound of their skin slapping together filled the room, along with their ragged breaths and moans of pleasure. Tom's hand found its way back to the poppers, taking hit after hit as he felt his orgasm build. Ty's cock was like a piston, driving into him, and the sensations were almost too much to handle. His dick was hard and leaking precum, slapping against his stomach with each thrust. "You're going to cum for me," Ty said, his voice a command. "You're going to cum while I'm inside you." Tom nodded, his eyes squeezed shut as he felt the tension coil tightly in his balls. The poppers had him on edge, had him feeling every sensation in high definition. He could feel Ty's cock throb with each thrust, could feel his own prostate being massaged with a precision that was almost unbearable. With a final, powerful push, Ty hit that sweet spot, and Tom's orgasm exploded through him, his cock spurting cum all over his stomach and chest. The contractions of his ass milked Ty's cock, and with a roar, Ty came, his hot seed filling Tom up, the sensation of being bred changing Tom forever. Tom was feeling Ty's cock twitch and throb deep inside him, releasing a hot flood of cum that filled him completely. The feeling was overwhelming, a mix of pleasure and pain that sent him spiraling over the edge and just as he thought he couldn’t cum anymore he was thrust into the most intense climax of his life. "Oh fuck," Tom moaned, his body convulsing as he came again, spurts of hot cum shooting from his own cock, painting his stomach and chest. Ty didn't stop, his strokes growing more erratic as he chased his own release. "Yeah, that's it," he groaned, his eyes locked on Tom's face, watching the ecstasy play out across his features. Tom felt the pressure build, the tightness in his ass giving way to a feeling of fullness that was almost too much to handle. The sensation was indescribable, a mix of pleasure and pain that had him crying out. "Fuck," Ty breathed, his body shaking as he pulled out, his cock still hard and glistening with cum. "Look what you made me do son." Tom looked down at himself, his body covered in sweat and cum, feeling more alive than he ever had before. He'd just smoked meth and then been fucked bareback by a man, and it had been the most intense, mind-blowing experience of his life. "You liked that, didn't you?" Ty asked, a smug smile playing on his lips. "You liked taking my big, black cock raw." Tom couldn't deny it. His body was still pulsing with the aftershocks of his orgasm, and he could feel Ty's cum leaking out of him, a sticky reminder of what had just happened. "Yeah," he admitted, his voice hoarse. "I liked it." "I knew you would," Ty said, leaning in to kiss him again. His tongue slipped into Tom's mouth, tasting himself, and Tom couldn't help but moan at the sensation. The two men lay there for a moment, panting and spent, before Ty pulled away. "But that's just the beginning," he murmured, his eyes gleaming with lust. "We've got all night and you little white boy still have a lot to learn”.

There's no other neg boy there he's the one there going to convert...gandpas going to trick him I to taking a thick toxic cock. N he just goin to let go as he spit roasted n used, learning to be the bttm he should be. Mmm why can't my grandapa be like that lol

I'm always curious where our excellent author here will take a story. He has been known to throw in a few twists and turns which I at least always enjoy. But I could easily see the grandson filled with 8 viral loads before the night is out, with grandpa fucking him the rest of the night. Might make a speedy conclusion; or perhaps @Jaygusher will have the summer wind down with a pozzing duo; or the grandson holds off going home and becomes a pozzer in the later chapters here....

Part 4 I was alone in the apartment. Grandpa left to chase a hookup so I had time to myself. I was looking forward find out what else he had to teach about gay life but at this point the timing was appropriate. His lessons, along with his brazen prankster behavior, put me at my limit for shenanigans. My penis almost went in his mouth, his penis almost went in my mouth, and he rammed his boner against my butthole right before leaving. I knew he was just joking around with me, but that last one hurt a little. I stuck a finger in my ass and massaged my hole. It was still a little sore from his tip trying to push in. I’m sure my virgin ass worked to my advantage to keep him out but what if he had managed to penetrate? Holy shit! That would mean I would have almost lost my virginity to… my grandpa. That is absolutely not a story I’d want to tell any future boyfriend. Well he was with a hookup so that should calm down his pent up energy. I decided to remain naked since I was alone. Trying some of that free lifestyle he talked about. I cleaned the place up bit. I cleaned the dishes from breakfast and picked up some clothes laying about. It was the least I could do. Help with the house work as I stayed there. It was probably a half hours worth of cleaning up when I took a break. I thought about ways to occupy myself. Naturally since I stayed nude in the house, my thoughts went to my dick. I still haven’t gone off this morning so I figured I would try to blow off some steam. I went to the bedroom and laid down in bed. There was plenty more room since I was there alone. I was playing with my dick when I felt my balls touch something wet. I looked down and saw there was a white puddle on the sheets. That must have been where grandpa came earlier this morning. Oh goodness, I shouldn’t touch that. I moved up a little bit, getting my balls out of his spunk. I looked up some porn on my phone while playing with myself, stroking myself to erection. As I was scrolling through different types of websites, I saw some videos of guys using dildos. It looked pretty fun, and I had never used one before. That’s when I remembered grandpa Lewis telling me that there were drawers filled with them. The thought of using his sex toys seemed weird to me. But he wasn’t here so I figured it would be fine as long as I put it back where I found it. I went over to the dresser and pulled up in the first drawer. Oh wow! There were so many different things. There were dildos of all shapes sizes and colors. There were butt plugs and things that looked like balls on a string. And a few other toys that I couldn’t really describe very well nor could I comprehend what they were used for. I picked out a tan colored one. One that was probably about the size of my dick erect. I found a bottle of lube as well and I got back on the bed. I lubed up my dick and my ass. I played with my hole with one hand and my dick in the other. I wondered if I could get that thing to fit in me. After what felt like maybe five or 10 minutes of fingering. I grabbed the dildo and applied a generous amount of lube on it. I pointed the tip towards my ass and tried guiding it in. It required quite a bit more force than I imagined but as my hole started opening up it hurt. I took a break from it for a minute then tried it again. Then took another break. I kept going back-and-forth like that, pressing the dildo tip against my ass, trying to work it in. Periodically adding more lube to it with every other attempt. It was more difficult than I thought. I didn’t know how long I was attempting for. It felt like a long time. Eventually I managed to work the tip in. The rubber head popping in past my ring. I held it there for a minute rubbing my dick as my ass relaxed on it. I worked it slowly up inside me. After the pain and discomfort subsided. It started to feel good. So I started thrusting the dildo in and out of me. Slowly at first then I found a good rhythm. I must have fucked myself like that for a while. Stroking my dick and plunging my ass. My prostate was getting hit too and I was leaking hard. It felt amazing and I could feel myself on the brink of orgasm. I jammed the dildo in deep. It hurt a little but the pleasure outweighed the pain by a long shot. I was stroking fast and gasped. My cum shot up in the air and covered my belly, several ribbons worth. I laid there catching my breath. Dildo still firmly inside me. That’s when I heard the front door open. “Kenny, I’m back.” Grandpa was home. In a panic I pulled the dildo out. It was still covered in lube and juice. I threw it in the drawer and quickly wiped myself off with a pair of grandpa’s underwear from the floor. That’s when the bedroom door opened. “There you are! What have you been up to?” “Oh! Just tidying up.” “I can see that. Doing laundry? Or were you having fun with my briefs?” I was still holding them. “No, just laundry.” He took the underwear out of my hand and looked at it. “Hm? I guess at some point I blew a load on this. I don’t remember that though. Oh well these days I forget half the places I dump my sludge.” He put it up to his face and started licking the cum off of the underwear. I thought to myself ‘No! No! Grandpa don’t! That’s you’re grandson’s cum you’re eating!’ But I kept a straight face and pretended like nothing was wrong. “Mmh that’s an unusually sweet load. My cum normally has a strong bitter savory flavor.” He finished licking the underwear in front of me then tossed it aside. “So Kenny boy. How’s about you get dressed? We’re gonna go to a gay fetish store down on Pike street. Another kinkster from my social circle works there. Sound fun?” “Yeah! That sounds great.” I was excited to go to a gay shop. I’ve never been to one. And getting out of the apartment seemed like a good way to avoid any more of these close calls. I threw some clothes on. Grandpa threw on some sweatpants and a tank top and sandals. Obviously he didn’t feel like dressing up much for going out. The place he wanted to take me wasn’t very far. Only a few blocks away. I took in the sights of the city while I could. Everything looked big and busy. It was a shop called Doghouse Leathers. Inside I was impressed with the vast variety of clothing and adult toys on the shelves. So many things that I didn’t know what they were used for. The guy at the counter was an older bear wearing a black leather vest with no shirt on. He looked up at us and immediately recognized grandpa Lewis. “Mr. Lewis! How are you doing? And who is this pretty new thing you have with you?“ “This is my grandson Kenny. My real grandson. You remember. I mentioned him once or twice.“ “Oh! This is the one. Like, actual real family grandson. I guess your visit is going to be pretty tame this time. Showing him the sights?“ “Yes I am. Kenny boy here is gay as well and I wanted to show him his first gay store. Maybe some of the things here will catch his interest.“ “Aw, that is sweet of you to chaperone him around for his first time at a fetish store. I’m flattered it’s mine. Well you guys take your time and help yourselves to try out anything you like. I will be here if you need my assistance.“ “Will do.“ he guided me through the shop, showing me various outfits, underwear, and contraptions. He was informing me on all of their uses and the wild kinks that went along with them. There were so many things that guys were into that I didn’t even know existed. Water sports, pup play, chastity, electro shock, rim chairs, tickle brushes, floggers. I almost felt my head spin over trying to keep up with so many different things. I just let grandpa go on and on while I just smiled and nodded at everything he was telling me. It was all so much, but I was enjoying myself. He asked me if I wanted to try on anything. He was looking towards the leather harnesses and gimp masks. Those were all too advanced for me. I looked at some specialty underwear that looked pretty cool. One had a zipper that started at the top of the crotch and went all the way down and up to the top of the butt. Grandpa saw me looking at that one and he grabbed it off the rack. “Here try this one on. You’d look great in it.” “Are you sure? It’s not too revealing?” “Of course not. It’s practically European. Come, let’s get you fitted. I want to try on some things too.” He took me to the changing rooms in the back. It was basically a corner with a curtain. He got in with me. “Okay strip.” “Do you have to be in here with me? I can do it myself.” “But I like helping you. Are you really going to be shy in a place like this?” He had a point. And we did spend a lot of the day nude together. His hands were already getting my clothes off. First my shirt then may pants came down. I bent over to get my shoes off when I felt something warm against my butt. “What’s that?” “Just my cock, don’t worry about it. The changing room is small and you practically backed up into it. What are you trying to do? Gobble it up with your ass?” “I’m just getting my clothes off.” “Then do it.” He punctuated his demand by thrusting forward. His tip hit my hole. I was still lubed up and stretched from the dildo earlier so when he thrusted forward my ring opened up and hugged his tip, half of his head was poking in. But his head was much wider then the dildo so it still hurt a little. “Ow, that hurts. You should take it away.” I whispered. Trying not to alert anyone to what was going on. “What’s going on down there? You’re ass is very sloppy and not as tight as it was previously. I’m almost inside you. Tell me the truth young man.” He held his dick there. I was quickly working off my shoes and socks to get the rest of my pants off. “I-I played with one of your dildos, I’m sorry.” “Oh is that right? Well I did say you could play with them anytime. I thought you might have had a trick of your own when I was emptying my balls. But you should have told me. Look what you did. Do you want my cock inside you?” He pressed forward more. My ass opening up more around his head. “No! Please take it out!” “Relax it’s not inside you. This is just a kiss. You’re still very much a virgin. What an outrageous thought, me deflowering you. He he he.” That’s when the curtain opened. The leather bear from the front register was looking at us. Me bent over and my grandfather with his dick nearly penetrating me. “Anything I can help you with?” He unzipped his leather pants and pulled his cock out. It was fat and he had a biohazard tattoo right above his shaft. He was stroking it, getting it hard and he moved it closer to me. “We’re fine Bruce. I was just helping Kenny try on some underwear.” Bruce wagged his dick a few times. It was erect now. He looked down at my ass and what was poking at it. “I see. Let me know if I can offer anything.” He didn’t put his dick away but he backed off and closed the curtain again. I was alone with grandpa Lewis. I got all my clothes off and stood up. His dick left my ass and I grabbed the underwear to try them on. “Just a moment. Help me put on my item.” He asked. “What did you get?” Grandpa held up a black butt plug. “He said we could try anything. How about you push this up in me?” “Why me?” “Because you should see how it works. Plugs are a little different then dildos.” He put the plug in my hand and turned around. He spread his ass apart and revealed his hole to me. It was wet and puckering towards me. He clearly had action down there when he had his hookup. “Go on. Put it up in me.” I put a hand on his ass and aimed the plus towards his hole. I didn’t know how much pressure to apply but it went in him easily enough. As it past the widest part his hole clamped down on it with a wet quenching sound. “Awww yeah. That’s it. See? Easy enough.” He stood up and faced me. I was now pulling up the underwear and straightening the waist band. “Yeah it wasn’t too hard. Should we be doing this grandpa? Isn’t it kinda [banned word]?” “Do you dislike spending time with me?” “No not at all!” “Did you dislike putting the plug up my ass?” “Um, it wasn’t bad. It was okay.” “Then what’s the problem? We’re just having fun. And I love teasing you.” “I guess your right. I’ve been having fun too. But your teasing does get pretty extreme sometimes.” “I know, that makes it more fun. Those look nice on you. Turn around let me see that bubble butt.” I spun around and showed them off. I did like the look of them. “Let’s see if the zipper works.” He reached around and undid the zipper. My dick popped out and he kept pulling it down and up the other side, revealing my ass. “Yup those work good… just a sec. Hold still.” I held still with my back towards him I heard a moist popping sound and then a forceful push against my own ass. Something went up inside me. “Grandpa what is that?!” He pushed and it popped up in me. “Just the butt plug. You seem to like toys in your ass and you are well lubed up so might as well.” “Grandpa that was in your ass!” “Now it’s in yours. It’s basically the same as sharing a Coke. Leave it in.” He zipped me back up. The plug firmly planted in me. His ass juices were probably mixing in with mine. “Come on, get dressed. It’s time to head out.” This was crazy. I had something that was inside him, up inside me. We both got dressed and wandered toward the register. As I walked the plug felt weird. Almost like it was going to fall out. But it’s shape wouldn’t allow that. We got to the register and the leather bear still had his dick out. “Just the underwear?” He asked. “And a butt plug.” “Okay come around the counter, I’ll need to scan it.” I walked around to where he was. He bent me over the counter and pulled my pants down looking for the tag. “Ah, it’s on the inside.” He reached for the zipper and unzipped it all the way to the back. “Here we go. I’ll need to type it in. Nice ass.” He put a hand on my back and leaned over me, his cock pointed at my ass. He started typing something in the register. “No funny business now Bruce.” Grandpa seemed a little apprehensive. “Just gonna put these numbers in” Bruce swung his hips back and slammed forward. I slammed into the counter. “What? Oh! Theres the plug. Cheeky bastard.” The plug obviously stopped his dick from penetrating me. I guess now it didn’t seem so bad. “Just ring is up you horny fucker. I knew you’d try that. Kenny boy here is a virgin and I don’t plan on throwing him to the sharks yet.” Bruce took the price gun and scanned the bar code on the base of the plug poking out my ass. Grandpa payed for the two items and I zipped myself up. We walked around down town for a while. He showed me cruising spots and places to eat. All the while I was walking around with a plug up inside me. We spent quite some time in town until it got late. Before heading home grandpa had one last place to show me. We were on Summit Avenue and saw a discrete building. “This is Steamworks Kenny. It’s a gay bathhouse where men come to hook up with each other. It may be a little advanced for you for now but I will take you here when you’re ready.” “Really? I had no idea a place like this existed.” “It’s not meant to be heavily advertised. A lot of the men here like discretion.” I looked at the building for a while. Then grandpa took me by the hand and we walked back home in the dark. When we got back grandpa immediately threw off his clothes and let it all hang out again. he loved being naked. He took me by the hand and brought me to the bedroom where he proceeded to take my clothes off as well. “Today was fun grandpa. Thanks for taking me out.“ “It was my pleasure Kenny boy. Get on the bed for me, I want to inspect that plug up inside you.” I now had all my clothes off. Even the new underwear were thrown aside. I got on the bed and lay down I was rubbing the plug inside me wondering if I should take it out yet. “It’s been in there for quite a while grandpa.“ He got on the bed with me and grabbed my legs and put them over his shoulders, his hips almost met with my ass. “This is a very awkward position grandpa.” “I can better inspect you this way.“ He grabbed the plug and started thrusting it in an out of me. It was causing my dick to get hard. “Maybe you shouldn’t do that.“ “Yeah you’re right, you don’t need this anymore.” Grandpa pulled the plug out of my ass and started sucking on it. “Mmm, sweet.” “Isn’t that dirty?“ “Nope, you’re clean inside. This is just your sweet love juices. Well yours and some of mine.” His dick was resting on my butt hole. I could feel it getting hard. “Grandpa I think you should move your dick.” Grandpa put the plug down and wrapped his hands around my thighs. He moved his hips forward, his cock head pressing up against my ass. My hole easily opening up and wrapping around his tip. “Whatever you say Kenny boy.“ “No! That’s gonna go in!” Grandpa pulled his dick away and let go of my legs. “How was I supposed to know that? You should be more specific.“ I sat up. “You like to push your jokes far. But we can’t actually do that. That would be… incest. Wouldn’t it?” “Hey, a hole is a hole. If it feels good, you should just let it happen.“ “But, you have…” “AIDS, I know. But that doesn’t change how good my cock would feel in your virgin ass.“ I was starting to feel uncomfortable. I couldn’t tell if he was being serious or not. I sat there in silence looking away, sensing my discomfort he change the subject. “Since you know I like to hook up, and I’ve shown you some of the ropes around here. I think tomorrow I’m going to have one of my tricks come over. He and I are going to play around here. You don’t have to stay and watch, but it would be a great lesson for you. A visceral demonstration on how to properly fuck, and some more kink demonstrations too.” “Oh, uh, I guess that would be interesting to see.” Could I really watch my grandfather fuck somebody? Wouldn’t that be as awkward and uncomfortable as walking in on your parents having sex? But grandpa Lewis wasn’t a parent. He was technically my grandparent, but he’s so carefree and sex positive. My thoughts went back-and-forth on it being weird and it being an interesting learning experience. Mostly leaning towards the learning experience. “Well it’s getting late. Time for bed I say.” It was late and I was pretty tired from the day. I looked around to find some pajamas to wear. But grandpa stopped me. “No need for those, we can sleep in the nude. We walk around the house naked. We can sleep naked as well.“ I guess that was true. I was a little concerned about his dick rubbing up against my bare ass in the middle of the night. But if it got too frisky, I could always just move to the couch. “Yeah, alright.” We got ready for bed and got under the covers. Grandpa was sitting up looking at our position, contemplating. “Okay last night was a little cramped so let’s try something different. How about you lay down on the bed and I’ll just rest on top of you.” “Wouldn’t that be kinda smothering?” “Hey now. I’m no fat. Well I have a bit of a belly here but I’m fairly light for my size. Just get into position. This will save space.” I laid down as instructed. I wasn’t too sure how this was going to work. Grandpa crawled on top of me, and laid down. His head rested on my back. I felt his cock rest between my cheeks. He wasn’t very heavy but it was still a weird position. “Are you comfy like that?” I asked. “Oh yes Kenny. You’re very warm. And your bubble butt is very cushy.” We got comfy and tried going to sleep. Grandpa managed to fall asleep faster then me. I heard him snore quite a bit. The weight of him laying down on my felt like it wouldn’t allow me to fall asleep but I tried. I eventually started nodding off. Waking up here and there in the first part of the night. I couldn’t help but think of his dick between my cheeks. But I managed to fall asleep. In the middle of the night I woke up to something poking me. Grandpa was snoring still and he had another hard on. It felt uncomfortable so I tried to wiggle around a bit. It wasn’t working well since both our bodies were pressed against each other. The only thing I could reach was my ass. His dick was so hard it hurt as it jabbed my butt cheek. I may have been slender but my ass was pretty round so there was a lot for his dick to poke against. I thought about my options and the only thing I could come up with was grabbing my ass and spreading it. I did and grandpa’s dick stopped poking my cheek and slipped down to poke at my hole. It wasn’t ideal but my cheek didn’t hurt anymore. I allowed myself to fall back asleep like that. My dreams were nondescript. I couldn’t make heads or tales of anything. But through out my dreams I had a strange feeling on my ass. The feeling grew more intense as I dreamt away. Then the feeling went painful. That’s when I woke up. It was still night but my ass was hurting. Grandpa was still on top of me snoring away. But it felt like his dick slipped its head into me. I could feel my hole stretched open and it hurt. I may have had practice with his dildo earlier but there’s no way I was ready for some thing of his size. Now that I think of it, it was probably a bad idea to practice stretching my hole with that dildo earlier in the day, and more so not good to have had a plug in me the latter half of the day. Otherwise his dick might not have gotten inside of me so easily. I was still. I didn’t know how to correct the situation. I didn’t want to wake him to find his dick inside me. That would have been too embarrassing. The longer I laid still the more his dick slowly sank in. Eventually it stopped sinking. It felt like half its length was in me. ‘Oh god, hes inside me! Am I losing my virginity like this? No, this doesn’t count. He’s not awake and he’s not actually fucking me. This is just an accidental slip. What do I do? This is bad.’ No matter what, I couldn’t think of anything for my predicament. The only thing that could possibly work is if I just went back to sleep and if he woke up first in the morning he’d realize he slipped in and pull out on his own. Hopefully he’d avoid mentioning it to me. I closed my eyes and focused on sleep. It was hard. And not just dick in my ass hard. But I managed. My ass relaxed and grew accustomed to the fleshy intruder and I fell asleep again. My consciousness faded in and out. That in-between state of sleeping and waking was over me as I was trying to stay asleep. I dreamt that I was having a hard time keeping my balance. I felt like my hips were being rocked back and forth. A weird pressure sensation in my ass as my hips moved back and forth. When I partially awoke, the bed was shaking up and down a little and my body shaking with it. The source of the movement felt like it was centralized around my butt. I was too drowsy to recognize what was going on, and I drifted back off to sleep. It was early in the morning by the time I woke up. My my eyes slowly opened up, looking around the room. To my dismay grandpa was still asleep on top of me. He was still snoring and I felt drool coming out of his mouth and running down my shoulder. But more importantly, his dick was still inside of me. It was hard to believe that it stayed like that inside of me all night. It had to have gotten soft at some point. It must’ve been morning wood? I kept still, pretending to be asleep, waiting for grandpa to wake up and pull out of me. Periodically his dick would twitch inside, keeping me very aware if it’s presence in me. Grandpa wasn’t waking up yet so I tried wiggling my ass, hoping it would gently shake him awake. His snoring stopped and he started moving around. I went back to pretending to be asleep. He propped his hands on the bed and stretched, arching his back and driving his hips down as he yawned. The stretch caused his hips to drive his cock deep down in my ass. Almost full length sinking in. I merely gasped. I tried my best not to respond to it. It felt so intense having the thing go so deep in me. “Oh, what’s this?” He whispered to himself looking down at where his tool was located. He patted my shoulder gently to see if I was awake. I maintained the act. I wanted him to pull out so he could act like everything was normal in the morning. But he didn’t pull out yet. Instead he started gently moving his hips up and down. What?! Why’s he doing that?! His movement was subtle but consistent. There’s no way he’s actually fucking me. He wouldn’t. This has to be his attempt at gently wiggle his cock out of me without waking me. I was sure that was the case, so I laid there letting grandpa do his thing. The sensation of his cock wiggling around inside me was stimulating my prostate. I didn’t want it to feel good but my body betrayed me. It felt good wither I wanted it or not. I thought to myself ‘sorry for sorta enjoying it grandpa’ it seems like he was having a hard time pulling out so I slowly tried spreading my legs a little without him noticing. Giving him easier access to maneuver. I wanted him to succeed in his efforts. I thought ‘That’s right grandpa. Keep doing what you’re doing. I’ll try to make it as easy as possible for you to accomplish what it is you were trying to do.’ His breathing started to get a little labored. I guess attempting to wiggle out of me was physically demanding for him. Especially with all of his attempts to do it as gently as possible without ‘disturbing’ me. Then his hips started raising up. His cock was exiting my ass. ‘Great, just a little bit more.’ He stopped with the head of his cock still inside me. Then he grabbed his shaft and started stroking it fast. I thought ‘that’s a weird way to pull it out’ he kept stroking for a while and his body started trembling. I heard him whisper very quietly “yeah that’s a big AIDS cock in there. Gonna shoot it. Gonna shoot my AIDS load….” What? Did I hear that right? His words were barely audible. His cock was repeatedly twitching and I felt his head expanding in me. No way. He wouldn’t be trying to ejaculate. That’s really dangerous! At this point, pretending to be asleep wasn’t an option anymore. My only other choice was to fake waking up and get him to pull out. He kept stroking his cock with the head lodged in me as I thought to myself. ‘What would I say? Wouldn’t it be fairly awkward afterwards? Aren’t I technically no longer a virgin anymore? I need to do it now, wake up and ask him to get off…‘ But my thoughts were interrupted as grandpa started to softly grunt…