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As I approach 6th conversion anniversary, I present you with my conversion story. My stories are based on true events however, I try to add erotica. In my story while I am running through emotions of my conversion, I am imagining if my negative ass and his positive cock were to come alive........... The seeds of my conversion were laid in a gay bar The gay bar pulses with raw, unfiltered energy, a throbbing den of desire where the night air hangs heavy with the scent of sweat, spilled beer, and the faint, musky tang of arousal. Bass from the speakers vibrates through the sticky wooden floor, syncing with the rapid heartbeats of the crowd packed shoulder-to-shoulder. Strobe lights cut through the haze like knives, flashing over bare torsos glistening under the dim glow, hips grinding in shameless rhythm on the dance floor. Men of all builds—lean twinks, beefy bears, smooth jocks—press close, hands roaming freely, lips brushing necks, crotches bumping with deliberate intent. It's a place where inhibitions dissolve, where the line between flirtation and fuck blurs into oblivion. I sat at the scarred oak bar, a fit guy in your mid-20s with a slim, athletic frame honed from gym sessions and runs along the beach. My dark brown hair is tousled just right, falling over my forehead in a way that screams approachable yet fuckable. I am dressed to tease: a fitted black shirt that hugs my defined pecs and narrow waist, unbuttoned enough to show a hint of smooth chest. Below, snug jeans cling to my thighs like a second skin, the denim molding over the firm curve of my bubble butt and the subtle bulge of my cock, which twitches occasionally as the club's vibe seeps into me. I've ordered a whiskey neat, the amber liquid burning down my throat as I sip, trying to play it cool. But inside, a storm brews. I've always been the safe one—condoms, regular tests coming back negative. Tonight, though, something feral stirs. The whiskey warms my belly, loosening the knot of caution, whispering temptations of risk, of letting go and getting lost in the heat. My eyes scan the room, drawn to the dance floor where bodies writhe like a living organism. A guy nearby laughs too loud, his hand sliding down his partner's back to squeeze an ass cheek possessively. I shift on the stool, feeling my own hole clench involuntarily, a phantom ache building. The bar's energy is infectious, pulling me in, making my skin prickle with anticipation. I've come here alone, telling myself it's just for a drink, but deep down, I crave connection—raw, unprotected, the kind that leaves marks. Across the crowded space, Jax locks eyes with me. He's in his mid-30s, rugged and commanding, with a build that speaks of hard labor or heavier lifts—broad shoulders straining a sleeveless gray tee, tattoos snaking up his thick arms, a salt-and-pepper beard framing a square jaw. His dark eyes smolder with confidence, scanning the room like a predator selecting prey. When his gaze lands on me, it sticks, raking over my body with blatant hunger. He smirks, the corner of his mouth quirking up, and jerks his head toward the shadowy back corridor—a dim hallway leading to who-knows-where, away from the main throng. My pulse hammers in my ears, louder than the music. My cock stiffens fully now, pressing insistently against the seam of my jeans, a damp spot forming where precum beads at the tip. I hesitate for a beat, glass halfway to your lips, but the pull is magnetic. I down the rest of the whiskey in one gulp, the fire spreading through my veins, and slide off the stool. Weaving through the press of hot, sweat-slicked bodies feels like wading into a sea of temptation. A hand brushes my ass accidentally—or not—as I pass, sending a jolt straight to my groin. The air grows thicker, charged with pheromones, every inhale filling my lungs with the promise of sex. Jax waits at the corridor's mouth, leaning against the wall with casual dominance, his muscular legs spread wide, crotch outlined prominently in his faded cargos. He doesn't speak, just nods once, and I follow, heart thudding as the club's roar fades behind me. The hallway swallows me whole, the noise muffling to a distant thump, replaced by the echo of my footsteps and ragged breaths. Graffiti scars the brick walls—crude drawings of cocks and asses, scrawled messages urging 'Fuck raw' and 'Breed me'. Dim bulbs flicker overhead, casting long shadows that dance like ghosts. Jax doesn't waste time. He spins me around, slamming my back against the cool, rough brick. His body pins mine, solid and unyielding, heat radiating from his skin like a furnace. I can smell him now—clean sweat mixed with cologne and something earthier, masculine. His crotch grinds into my hip, the hard ridge of his erection unmistakable, thick and insistent. "That ass," he growls low, lips grazing my ear, breath hot and laced with beer. "Been teasing me all night, swaying like it wants to be owned." His hands are everywhere—fingers digging into my hips, yanking me closer, one palm sliding up under my shirt to thumb a nipple. I gasp, arching into him, my own hands fumbling at his chest, feeling the hard slabs of muscle beneath. The danger thrills me; I overheard him earlier at the bar, bragging to a friend about his status—positive, on a medical break and hence potent in reality. It should scare me, but instead, it ignites a dark fire, making my hole twitch with forbidden need. Jax's mouth crashes onto mine, a bruising kiss all tongue and teeth, devouring me like he's starved. I kiss back hungrily, tasting salt and smoke, my cock throbbing painfully confined. His fingers hook into my belt loops, tugging my jeans down with rough efficiency. The zipper rasps, fabric pooling at my ankles along with my skimpy briefs. Cool air hits my bare skin, raising goosebumps, my erection springing free—seven inches of rigid flesh, curving upward, the head flushed and slick with precum. But Jax's eyes drop lower, to the prize: my plump cheeks framing a tight, pink pucker, the rim smooth and virginal in its untouched tightness, clenching shyly under his stare. He steps back just enough to free himself, shoving down his zipper with a metallic snick. His cock emerges like a weapon, a girthy nine-incher, the shaft thick as my wrist, ridged with bulging veins that pulse with his heartbeat. The mushroom head is a deep purple, swollen and weeping a steady stream of clear fluid, balls heavy and low-hanging below a nest of dark hair. It bobs aggressively, pointing at me like an accusation, the slit oozing more precum in invitation. I know what it carries—the virus, humming in his blood, ready to rewrite me. My knees weaken, ass cheeks flexing as if already feeling the invasion. Jax pulls a small brown bottle from his pocket, the label worn but unmistakable: poppers. He unscrews the cap with a grin that's all teeth and promise. "These are gonna make it good," he murmurs, voice a gravelly command. "Open you up wide, turn that tight ring into a hungry hole. Inhale when I tell you—deep hits, let it rush through you." He takes a snort first, eyes half-closing as the chemical high hits, his cock jerking visibly. Then he holds it under my nose. The sharp, vinegary scent invades my senses; I huff deeply, the vapors exploding in my brain like fireworks. My body melts, muscles loosening, blood rushing south as my rim softens, blooming slightly in readiness. In this fevered haze, the world narrows to the intimate space between our bodies. Reality bends, and my ass and his cock come alive—not in flesh, but in sultry, internal whispers that echo in my mind like a private duet, raw and intimate, heightening every sensation. They face off, his tip hovering inches from my entrance, tracing teasing circles on my inner thighs, building the tension to unbearable levels. HIS COCK (Jax's massive shaft, a deep, resonant baritone that rumbles through my core, the length flexing with each syllable, veins standing out as it inches closer, a fat drop of precum dangling from the slit): Look at you, tight little mancunt, all puckered and pink, clenching like you've been waiting for me your whole life. I've been trapped in these pants all night, watching that bubble butt grind against the bar stool, calling to me. Feel how hard I am? Throbbing, veins full of blood and more—I'm positive, loaded with my special gift, the kind that flips boys like you from safe and empty to wild and owned. Let me seduce you into it. Imagine my head pushing past that ring, bare and hot, stretching you wide till you're gasping. No rubber, just skin on skin, my precum leaking in first to tease what's coming. Then the flood—thick ropes of cum blasting deep, converting every cell, making you crave this rush forever. What's holding you back? That negative status? It's boring. Let me change you, make you mine. MY ASS (my eager hole, a breathy, vulnerable tenor that quivers from the cheeks, the rim fluttering shyly toward the approaching heat, inner walls tingling with nerves): Oh god, you're so close... I can feel the warmth radiating off you, that drip from your tip almost touching me. I've been negative forever, clenched tight against anything that could change me. Guys poke and prod, but I stay safe, locked up. But tonight... you're different. Huge, veined, pressing like you own the air between us. Why me? What makes you think I want your conversion? HIS COCK (nuzzling closer now, the broad head brushing my perineum, smearing a warm trail of slickness upward, voice dropping to a seductive purr, the shaft bobbing with restrained power): Because I see it in you—the way your cheeks tense when eyes linger, how your hole winks when you think no one's watching. Conversion? It's pure fire. I'll start slow, my crown dimpling that virgin ring, popping in with a burn that turns to bliss. Inch by veiny inch, I'll claim those velvet walls, dragging friction that lights up your nerves. You'll feel me pulse inside, leaking more precum to lube the way, priming you for the real change. But first, poppers—essential for this. They drop your defenses, make your muscles go slack so I can slide deep without fight. Jax is holding the bottle; snort now, deep and long. Let it hit you, melt that resistance. I snatch the vial from Jax's hand, pressing it to my nostril and inhaling sharply. The rush crashes over me like a wave—dizzying, euphoric, my vision spotting as heat floods my body. My ass relaxes instantly, the rim softening, parting slightly as if inviting entry. Jax chuckles, low and dark, his tip catching on the loosened edge, testing the give. MY ASS (blooming under the high, voice turning husky and needy, the pucker quivering openly now, pushing back instinctively): Fuck, the poppers... everything's spinning, so loose and electric. Your head's right there, teasing the edge. I... I'm seduced. That warmth, the promise—guide me through it. Show me how to take you, how the conversion works step by step. HIS COCK (pressing forward with intent, the flared crown dimpling my entrance firmly, tone shifting to firm instruction, the slit oozing steadily): That's my boy—poppers are key, keep you open and hungry. Now, relax and push out like you're bearing down. Feel that? My head breaching, stretching the ring wide. Good—grip me as I sink in. We're going slow; first few inches to let you adjust. Those veins of mine? They'll scrape your walls just right, building the heat. Conversion starts here—my precum seeping in, marking you from the inside. When I hit halfway, poppers again; it'll make the deeper stretch feel like heaven. The penetration begins with a sharp, delicious burn as Jax's cockhead forces past your sphincter, the muscle yielding with a slick pop. I cry out, the sound muffled against his shoulder as I clutch at his arms. Inch after thick inch follows, my walls stretching impossibly around his girth, the prominent veins dragging along sensitive nerves, sending sparks of pleasure-pain radiating outward. Jax rocks his hips gently, feeding more length, his hands spreading my cheeks wide for better access. The poppers' glow lingers, turning the fullness into a throbbing ecstasy, my prostate already brushing his shaft. MY ASS (yielding to the invasion, inner muscles fluttering around the buried length, voice a muffled whine of sensation): Shit, you're huge—splitting me open, those ridges pulling at me. It burns so good... guide me more. How deep now? When's the next poppers? HIS COCK (half-seated, pausing to throb inside me, the shaft pulsing rhythmically against my walls, voice steady and dominant): Halfway in, perfect—feel how your mancunt's hugging me, milking already? That's instinct, begging for the gift. I'm leaking deep now, that precum warming your core, starting the rewrite. Poppers signal: Jax is bringing the bottle—inhale deep as I push the rest. It'll loosen you further, let me bottom out without a hitch. Jax presses the open bottle to my face; I huff greedily, the fresh hit amplifying everything—the stretch, the heat, the illicit thrill. My body goes limp with bliss, ass opening voraciously. He surges forward with a grunt, burying the final inches until his balls press flush against my taint, the head nudging deep into my guts. Fullness consumes me, every vein mapped against my insides, my own cock leaking profusely onto the floor. MY ASS (fully impaled, walls clenching greedily, voice keening in overwhelmed pleasure): Yes—bottomed out, owning every bit of me. The poppers make it pulse so intense. Now what? How does the conversion build from here? HIS COCK (holding still to let me savor it, then withdrawing an inch before snapping back, setting a slow rhythm, tone possessive and guiding): Locked in now, that's the spot—feel my tip kissing your depths? Each pull and thrust pumps more of me into you, my fluids mixing with yours. Conversion's ramping up; the virus rides every stroke, cell by cell. Poppers keep it smooth—important for the pace, prevents clenching that could slow the absorption. When I pick up speed, huff again; it'll sync your body to the pounding, turn it into waves of need. Jax's hips begin to move in earnest, pulling out halfway before driving back in with controlled force. The wet sounds of flesh meeting flesh fill the hallway—schlick, slap, my cheeks rippling from the impacts. Sweat beads on my skin, trickling down my back as he kneads my globes, fingers occasionally dipping to feel where his cock disappears inside me. My dick bobs untouched, precum stringing to the ground, the pressure coiling tighter in my balls. He slaps the bottle to my nose once more; I inhale, the rush hitting as his thrusts accelerate, turning the fuck into a relentless drive. MY ASS (bouncing on the pistoning shaft, rim gripping slickly with each withdrawal, voice fracturing into moans): Deeper—pound it! I feel you swelling, that hot leak turning my insides to fire. The poppers... they're everything, making me take you raw, absorb the change. HIS COCK (ramming harder now, balls smacking my skin with lewd pops, voice roughening with building climax): Fuck, you're tight and wet, sucking me in like you were made for conversion. Each slam delivers more—my seed's brewing, ready to flood and seal it. Poppers one more time: snort as I go full throttle. It'll drop you into the peak, let you milk every drop without holding back. The final hit surges through me, head swimming as Jax's pace turns brutal, hips blurring in a frenzy. His cock fattens inside, grinding my prostate mercilessly, the veins throbbing against my walls. My orgasm crashes first—body seizing, cock erupting in thick jets that splatter the brick wall, hole spasming wildly around him, pulling him deeper. MY ASS (convulsing in ecstasy, voice a shattered cry, sucking greedily): Cum now—flood me! Make the conversion stick, turn me positive and dripping! HIS COCK (exploding with a roar, shaft jerking as ropes of hot cum blast into my core, tone triumphant): Take it—spurt after spurt, painting you full! Converted, boy—my hole now, buzzing with the gift forever. He grinds through his release, cum overflowing, leaking down my thighs in warm rivulets. I slump against the wall, trembling, ass throbbing with the fresh, illicit warmth. Jax withdraws slowly, the wet pop echoing, his softening cock glistening with your combined fluids. He tucks himself away, pressing the poppers into my palm with a final smirk. "Hold onto these. You'll be back for more soon." He melts into the shadows, leaving me alone, fingers tracing the creamy drip from my hole, body humming with newfound hunger—no longer negative, but alive with craving. The hallway spins faintly as the poppers fade, but the fullness lingers, a promise of nights to come. I pull up my jeans, the fabric sticking to the mess, and stumble back toward the bar's lights, already next to Jax at the bar raising celebratory drink and making plans with him for the rest of the weekend.

Chapter 14 - The Final Chapter ———- Jacob ———— There was a soft humming coming from somewhere but I couldn’t place where. I had no clue what time it was. The room was dim and quite save the hum. I was in bed tucked under what felt like 7 blankets. I vaguely remember my time praising the porcelain thrown. Then Buck came and took me to a doctor. Since then I have been sleeping with him occasionally waking me to take some medicine or drink water. He tried to get me to eat at one point I think but it wasn’t successful. I moved to sit up and got half way there before I felt light headed and started to fall over. The humming stopped and gentle but strong hands course corrected me to where I was sitting up my back against the headboard of the bed. I looked up to see Trevor smiling at me. He had been the one humming, I remember him doing it before when we were slow at the shop. He brought his hand up to my head as a way to check my temperature I assumed. “Hello sleepy head. You don’t seem to be running a fever. How are you feeling?” “Not great. My mouth is dry, I have aches all over, and I am a little dizzy.” I answered him honestly. ”Here drink some of this water.” He told me handing me a glass. He then went to the door keeping me in his sight. He hollard something down into the main living space but I didn’t really catch it. My mind seemed to be a little cloudy still. A moment later Trev’s mom walked into the room and came over to my bed and sat beside me. She greeted me gently and then took out a thermometer and took my temperature. She also looked all over me, at my eyes, in my throat, etc. Trev had told me she used to work as a nurse many years ago before become a stay at home wife. While she was doing that Trev had excused himself to the living room to make a call. He returned a few minutes later with Buck trailing behind him. Mom got up and went over to Buck and talked to him in hushed tones as Trev came over and sat with me and held my hand. I started to zone out a little until I felt Buck put a tray stand over my lap. Mom put a bowl of soup on the tray. Before I ate Trev and mom said good bye, mom giving my head a kiss before they left. “So am I going to live?” I asked my voice coming out rough and weak. ”Of course you don’t think I’d let anything happen to one of my scorpion boys?” He asked me. “No, but why do I feel like I am close to death then?” I asked half joking half serious. “Well it’s part bad news part good news. You are in the process of seroconversion and the bad news is your body had an extreme reaction to it. Worst then any of the other scorpion boys. However the good news is the blood tests confirm you are the newest scorpion boy!” My mind froze for a minute processing the news. Then it hit me, I was HIV positive. The power to change someone’s life forever now ran through my body. I had accomplished a life goal I didn’t know I had as recently as a month ago. I was a Scorpion boy! I knew exactly where I would put the scorpion tattoo too. Right in the center of my chest. The same place the shop logo rests on my chest when I wear one of the shop aprons. It be perfect there. I also knew I wasn’t going on meds anytime soon and that I planned to enjoy my time as a toxic scorpion boy. Spreading Daddy Scorpion’s strain as much as I could before I absolutely had to go on medication for it. “That’s awesome Daddy Scorpion!! You made me one of your boys!! The sickness will be worth it! When can we get my tattoo?” I blurted out while trying to move to get up. “Whoa there boy, hold on a minute. We will get it after you get feeling better. The doc says you will be out of commission for about a week. Plus we need to go back for a follow up visit with him in a week or so to check everything over. Then we can get your tattoo after that.” Buck told me as he gently but firmly pushed me back into my spot sitting against the headboard. “Ok, well then can you at least fuck my newly toxic hole daddy?” I asked smiling at him devilishly. “I will make you a deal boy, eat all your food and then I will fuck a load into you newly poz hole. But I will do all the work. I don’t want you over exerting yourself.” I immediately started to eat everything on my tray. The food made me feel a little better honestly. When I was done Buck removed the tray and tray stand from the bed. He took them into the kitchen and returned. He bent down and kissed me deeply then helped me strip naked and told me to lay over the bed. It put my ass up without me having to hold doggy position which I really don’t think I could have done if I tried to. I heard Buck strip behind me then felt his strong hands cup my ass cheeks. He pulled them apart and spit on my hole. Then his finger massaged it without entering. Then another spit glob followed by more massaging. His tongue touched my hole and made a moan escape my throat. He started to eat it deep as he continued to play with my asscheeks mildly slapping them every so often. Buck moved up from behind me his body cupping mine till his mouth was at my right ear and he started to kiss behind it. I felt his big fat cock head at my hole slightly pushing against it but not enough to get it in me even with me pushing out. His kisses moved from behind my ear to down my neck, then switched to my left side to repeat. Buck had me hard as a rock and my hole craving his big dick. I tried to move back against his head but he growled subtly to let me know that I was moving faster than he wanted. His dick continued to play with my hole opening as he kissed me and ran his hands up and down my sides. His big body pressed against mine. The warmth of him keeping me warm as if I was still under the blankets. “You ready for Daddy Scorpion to open that now poz boy hole” he asked in a deep gravely voice. “Yes please put in me daddy. Recharge me!” I begged. “The doc said that our first night fucking was probably what knocked you up boy. The timeframe works out for it that way. Daddy took your cherry and impregnated you all at the same time” he told me as his head popped through my hole and he held it so that was all that was in me. “Really? Daddy took my v-card and made me his for life all in one night. That is so hot!!!” I replied as I tried to hold my moans of pleasure from his fat dick head opening my hole. “Oh yes, and I plan to keep recharging you just like all my other scorpion boys!” He said as he pushed the rest of his 8 raw fat poz inches into my hole balls deep in one stoke. He slowly fucked my hole using long strokes to hit my prostate just right. He was gentle as he fucked me. Which was good because I don’t think I could take a hard fuck in my current condition. Buck continued to kiss my neck and behind my ears as one hand roamed my body while he used the other to steady himself as he fucked my poz boy hole. He fucked me for about 10 minutes before I couldn’t take it any longer and shoot a huge load, my first poz load, all over myself the sheets hands free. My hole squeezes from me cumming which made daddy scorpion growl in my ear. On his next stroke balls deep he moaned deeply as he flooded my hole with is dirty seed. We laid there in that position for a few minutes till Buck got up off of me. His half hard dick plopping from my hole. He told me to hold still and went to the bathroom coming back with a warm washcloth. He cleaned my backside along with my cum smeared stomach and crotch. He helped me climb into bed and crawled behind me to cuddled me. He pulled the blankets over us and told me to close my eyes and rest. As the cold/fever/pain medicine kicked back in I feel asleep dreaming of walking out of the tattoo shop with my fresh ink marking for all the world to see me as one of daddy’s scorpion boy! ——— Buck ———— It had been a wild few of months. I had hired and then pozzed my fifth scorpion boy, Jacob. I helped nurse him through the worst case of the fuck flu I had ever seen. After that we got him set up with my doctor, like all the boys, for regular blood work and monitoring. He pestered me for weeks till I took him to the tattoo shop and got his scorpion mark on his chest. He was so proud that day and every day since to wear my mark. He has also been using his hole (and his dick a time or two) to spread my strain. It was February now and Jacob had been with the shop for 6 months. All the other scorpion boys (save Jayden that left and opened a spot for Jacob) still worked at the shop. Trevor has been the assistant manager since before Halloween. The shop has been very busy beating last year sales year by 12%. It was our record sales year! I provided a holiday party in December and gave out fat bonus checks to all the staff. Jacob used his to pay me for his Camry. Ant used his to get a second bike to start working on and fixing up. Trevor put his into a new car to bring back to life. He and Ant loved working on vehicles together. Lane and Kenny also treated themselves with their bonuses. They had all earned that money. We had been so busy we’d all been working massive overtime. It had just slowed down enough the last week that I’d been able to get everything caught up and run the numbers. We could hire on two new staff with our current and projected sales without stressing the shop or cutting hours to any of the scorpion boys. I had Ant put the “Now Hiring” sign up in the window last night before he left after closing. This morning I was opening with Jacob. Trevor would be in right before the lunch rush to take the kitchen so I could float. We had been open 10 minutes when Jacob asked me to come up front. Since I the pizzas in the oven had a few minutes left I walked around to the front. Standing on the other side of the counter were two young men. In fact identical twins. I’d guess 20 or 21. Both tall around 6’3-6’4 and very lanky. They had matching blonde hair and emerald eyes. One of the twins stepped forward introduced them to me. The one talking was Vance and his brother was Lance. I introduced myself and shook their hands. I asked Jacob to go check on the pizzas before turning back ti the twins to ask how I could help them. Lance spoke up and told me they were both there to apply for the job opening. I went through the same basic stuff I always did. Made sure they were over 18 (they are 20). I also found out they were going to the local college near by and needed a job to help ends meet. I offered them an interview slot for the next morning before we opened. It was my day off and Trevor was scheduled to open with Jacob but I’d come in for this interview for sure. My cock was thickening and filling in my pants behind the counter as we made the arrangements to meet in the morning. We said our good byes as I made my way to the back. Jacob smiled at me as he came up to me and grabbed my obvious budge in my pants. He kissed me briefly. “Looks like the magic hiring sign has done its trick again. I hope they work out, both look like they would be a fun ride!” He said as he released my hard dick and sauntered back up front. I thought to myself that he isn’t wrong. We may have 2 new scorpion boys by Memorial Day! ————————- This will be the final chapter of this particular story. I have greatly enjoyed writing it and love that so many others have enjoyed it too. There may be spin off stories in the future but I felt this was a good ending for this one. Plus it’s always good to shift gears write something fresh then come back to expand later. I really have appreciated all the support and kind words. I hope you all enjoy this chapter as much as you have the rest. Look for more stories to come!!!

We kissed, gently at first but then the animal in him took over and he pushed his tongue deep and forcefully into my throat, causing me to gasp for breath. I reached down and fumbled with the button fly and belt of his jeans desperate to see what was hidden inside. I guess I’m what you would call a size queen and as the package finally revealed it’s hidden treasure I gasped again as I felt that monster cock in my hands, it was at least 9 inches and very thick, just what I needed to hit the spot. His name wasn’t important; I don’t think we’d even exchanged those silly details when we’d met in the bar just 30 minutes earlier, but the attraction was instant and intense between us and neither of us had been able to take or eyes of the other. He was taller than me at around 6”2, dark, with cropped hair and very muscular, he came across as confident without being arrogant and it really was a case of our eyes meeting across a crowded room. He smiled and raised his beer in salute to me and I smiled back, blushing a little at the attention from the smiling hottie. My light complexion meant that even the slightest blush shone on me and I brushed my blond hair away from my face in a gesture that I suddenly felt was too overtly camp. I’m no screamer by any means but with my shoulder length blonde hair and slight but toned build I felt out of place in most gay bars, surrounded by muscle marys. I was startled from my daydream by looking back up and finding the hunk standing there next to me. He smiled that killer smile again and said, “Got a place?” I nodded and we headed together for the bar exit. So here we were, in my apartment, I was lucky enough to live just minutes from the bar and I was now pushed against the hallway wall moaning gently as he nibbled his way gently down my neck, and playing with my left nipple through the fabric of my tight fitting t-shirt. I put up no resistance as he pulled my shirt up over my head, exposing my chest and allowing him to work his way down further and nibble my erect nipple. He shucked off the jeans and underwear from round his ankles and still suckling my hard nipple he began to unbuckle my belt and push down my trousers and underwear, allowing my own throbbing cock to burst free. He ran his hands up and down its length causing me to shudder slightly. He stopped what he was doing and stepped back from me, smiling and looking me up and down all the while, I blushed now, standing naked in my own hallway with this handsome stranger, finally now he broke the silence “Shall we move somewhere more comfortable” he said. I didn’t need any other encouragement and took him by his hand and led him through to my bedroom down the darkened hallway. Once through the door he discarded his shirt revealing a big muscular chest with a light dusting of hair and then animal in him took over again, he pushed me hard, face down into the bed and parted my ass cheeks. This guy knew what he wanted and was taking no prisoners, I heard him spit onto his hand and felt him start to rub one finger along the hairy crack of my ass ……… I shuddered again, I was so hot by now that I wanted to scream at him to fuck me and fuck me hard. I felt my asshole pop as he slid his finger into me and began to work his saliva into me, I felt the finger pull out and heard him spit again, this time he began to work two fingers into me, “oh yeh baby, this is one hot ass, I can feel it sucking on my fingers, it’s just dying to feed on my big cock”. A third finger went in and I wanted nothing more than that cock in me. I reached over to my nightstand and passed a condom back to him and picked up the little brown bottle of poppers that i kept there (hey i'm no angel - i love a poppered up fuck). I started to sniff heavily on the poppers and within seconds my head was buzzing and I began to feel him slide into me, he was gentle at first and despite the poppers it hurt, as my ass resisted such a large intrusion. He’d stop momentarily and then I’d feel him start to slide more into me, until finally he was resting fully against my firm ass with that beautiful cock throbbing gently inside me. He stayed that way for a few minutes as if savouring the feeling of my tight warm ass wrapped around his meaty cock and then slowly pulled out partially and then pushed back into me and I moaned loudly as he grazed my prostate and really hit the spot. It wasn’t the easiest of fucks and I wished a little that he’d used more lube than just his spit, but nevertheless I was really starting to get into the rhythm arching my back and raising my ass to push back to meet him as he started to fuck me harder and slam his cock into my ass. Then something fluttered past my shoulder and onto the bed, it was the unopened condom packet! The buzz from the poppers was gone then and I almost shouted, “Are you fucking me raw?” and tried to buck him off. “It’s the ONLY way to fuck pretty boy” he growled and pushed his full weight down on me pressing me to the bed and stepping up the pace of his fucking. Despite my best intentions I was now really get off on the fact that I was effectively being raped. He paused his fucking and reached over my shoulder and grabbed the bottle of poppers, first taking a hit himself and then forcing the bottle under my nose, “sniff” he barked at me. Totally compliant now I took hold of the bottle myself and inhaled deeply into both nostrils, again after a few moments that buzz kicked in and my head began to spin and I now ached to be fucked by that big raw cock in my ass. I moaned gently and he laughed, “yeah, I’m gonna make a barebacking bitch out of you yet”. I didn’t say a word, I didn’t want to admit that I liked this out loud – I wasn’t ready to confess my new found desires either to myself or to him but I guess he’d taken my moaning as the signal to start again and he started again to fuck my ass HARD. As the poppers really took effect I couldn’t imagine anything more important than getting every inch of that cock in me. His fucking was relentless now and he really slamming into my ass, pounding me so hard that I felt I was in danger of being forced through the mattress. He was still pounding away but leant forward now and started growling in my ear, “oh yeh pretty boy I am going to fill this tight little ass with cum”, “take it, you bitch”, “yeh c’mon, open that ass for my big cock” .... this dirty talk was making me so damn hard that there was now nothing more important that that cock inside me. His pace and his breathing both quickened now and I knew it wouldn’t be long until he came; I was high on poppers and lost in the intense feeling of the fucking I was receiving but still I was filled with a mixture of dread and excitement at the thought of someone cumming inside me for the first time. He was panting heavily now and pounding my ass hard, with a final hard slam into me I could feel his cock pulsing as he blew what felt like a big load of cum deep into my guts and he yelled as he came, almost screaming into my ear, “take it bitch, take my hot toxic cum!”. With a final few stabs into my ass he fell on top of me, breathing heavily, Something amazing happened while he was fucking me, without even touching myself I had cum. My own orgasm had been intense, I’d never cum without jerking myself off before and yet here I was, laid stomach down with a pool of my own neg sperm soaking into my mattress, still with this hunky guy on top of me with my guts full of poz cum and his softening cock still inside me. With a plop, his cock pulled out of my ass and he flopped over onto his back, I rolled over onto my side, revealing the cum underneath and he laughed, “I guess you enjoyed that after all”. I smiled sheepishly and nodded, feeling alive at being released from the tyranny of condoms, I HAD enjoyed it and something inside had changed and I knew I’d definitely bareback again and soon. “I have to ask you something” I said, unable to look him in the eye now. He placed a finger softly on my lips, the gesture intended to shush me, “yeh, I am poz”, he said. I sighed deeply, “I guess I expected to get it at some point but I never expected to do it so willingly” He smiled again, leant forward and kissed me gently, “you ready to go again and make sure you do convert?” I looked down and noticed he was hard again, and stroking his big tool. I only smiled and rolled over, raising my ass in the air again ……. And you know what, I was ready!

Couple Mark and Adam have been running a Poz-friendly men's club for several years. The club's mission is to reduce stigma and bring together men who share the same positive attitude towards being poz. The club is open to all adult men. The club never asks about men's status or medications. The idea of the club is to be a free space to meet other like-minded men, without judgment or criticism. Mark and Adam are both poz, sometimes on medication and sometimes off. The club's network includes over 130 men in total, some of whom actively participate in every event and others less often. You can only join the club if you are recommended by an existing member. So not just anyone can join the club. The club has members of all ages, from men in their twenties to seniors in their eighties. There are all kinds of men: fat, young, skinny, positive, muscular, gifters, athletic, neg, tall, chasers, old, short, wasted and vital. Everyone is welcome. Once a month, the club organizes a Men's Body Admiration Meeting at Mark and Adam's farm, which is practically a 24-hour, unclothed and non-condom debauchery event. The large house is full of naked men in various configurations throughout the event, from spirited discussions to darkrooms. Almost every time, about 100 men participate in the event. The house is large enough that anyone who wants to can always stay overnight. Although the party often continues until the early hours of the morning. Mark and Adam want to come up with new spaces for the event every time. This time, the novelty was the Wheel of Fortune game. The game had a rotating Fuckbench, with ten sectors around it. The idea of the game is that one man is on his stomach on a fuck bench and 10 men stand on sectors. The bench is spun and when the wheel of fortune stops, two opposing men get to use the holes of the man on the bench for 30 seconds. One fucks the mouth and the other the ass. The game continues until the first man empties his load inside the man on the bench. Although the event doesn't talk much about the status of the men, biohazard and scorpion tattoos often give a hint of status.

I love getting my mouth fucked in this position. It’s easier to take a thick cock when he’s deep fucking my throat ruff. Thin I like best is his balls are slammed over my nose with each thrust. Fukkin heaven when he’s got real sweaty nuts.

Yeah, I love to push my Boy Drew’s head all the way down on my cock. When I’m about to shoot. I love to watch and hear him choke on my cock when I’m deep in his mouth and I’m pumping my sperm in his throat.

Mmmmm can I eat you out?

I love this pic, eventhough my hole could use some stretching... maybe a reason for a second pic in the future

I always douche my ass before I leave the house and did so yesterday as I was driving to Lodi, New Jersey and quickly pulled into a temporary trucks only rest area in my car, hoping to take a few loads. I pulled in front of a big 18 wheeler, parked on the exit road on the side and proceeded to tap on my brakes and he started to flash his lights so I quickly got out of my car open my trunk lowered my sweatpants and spread my ass cheeks and once I turned around. He opened the passenger side door for me, and I jumped in and he quickly fucked my face with his big dick in his back area of the truck sleeping cab. I did not want his load in my mouth. I wanted it in my ass so then I quickly flipped and spread my ass cheeks and he stuck his dick in my asshole and after four or five pumps, unloaded a huge load. I was happy that it was deposited there and not in my throat. I was able to drive to Lodi, New Jersey with a cream pie of Gucci Trucker load for the next several hours there and back. What an amazing feeling knowing that I am a cum dump willing to take any anonymous loads on my way to a business meeting.

Gay sex being illegal in Malaysia seems like a concern.

As a divorced, now poz guy, I always fucked raw when I was married. Taking or giving dick it was raw. Bookstores, theaters, parks anyplace that guys fucked, my ass was raw. Didn't get pozzed till after divorce. Have loaded some married guys but don't know the outcome.

Great start. I hope there is more. I feel it must be awesome knowing you are getting fucked by a poz guy who is not on meds. And knowing your ass is not protected against anything. Fertile and ready to get knocked up.

Question: Why is everything have to be about race with you? You bring the topic of race and racism into nearly every post, even when the subject matter has nothing to do with race. Take the murder of Jonathan Joss for example. Race was not a factor in his murder, yet you insisted on bringing racism into the equation. That's just one example of race having nothing to do with the topic at hand yet you felt the need to include "racism" into the matter. Other examples of you doing the same thing include but are not limited to: •Austin Wolf •Getting treated poorly at cumunion •Pope Leone XIV •Warning points -"Isn't such a policy racist?" ... NO! It isn't! Not everything is about race. "Race! Race! Race! Race this... Racism that..." as if the KKKlan is lurking around every corner. It's a victimization complex that you have. It's marxist ideology that is poisonous. It's neither productive, healthy nor does it do society one bit of good. It's an ideology that is in itself -RACIST! You know that line that goes "Those who blame everything on racism often times tend to be the biggest racists of all" ? Well with all due respect, you give light to that meaning considering how you incessantly cry "racism" while making multiple racist remarks on here against white people, many of which are nothing short of outright bigotry which no offense, makes YOU a racist. YES -blacks can be racist against whites and some are. YES -racism against white/caucasian peoples does exist and many examples of such hate and bigotry against them is happening at the very moment. Not everything is about race. You have the same rights as everyone else in our society. p.s. ~And I'm not trying to offend you or anything by saying this to you, but the white man doesn't owe you shit. Blacks owe it to themselves to make the best of their lives and the opportunity to do so has never been better than now and I for one, want nothing more than to see them triumphant.

Yup a couple years ago with a black guy he was 12.5 inches and thick as hell. He pounded me silly we legit fucked all night in a truck stop parking lot in his sleeper. I couldn't sit for 3 or 4 days after lol.

I was in a small town, so that explains a lot of it. But I had a long time bf there, and he just refused, only wanted head. Believe me, I really tried. He wouldn't share me either. Even when I moved to a larger city, I got ghosted all the time. I actually got introduced to my current bf by a guy who didn't want to bother with it. He came over the first time, and said he accidentally came too fast while getting head. And the second time I don't remember exactly, but he eventually hooked me up so all is forgiven. He is invited over and I still suck his cock, and he still says I make him cum too fast. Haha so no hard feelings. I don't know, maybe I was unlucky. Thank you. Don't get me wrong, I LOVE giving head, and go at a cock with enthusiasm and talent, but a boy's ass needs to get fucked, you know? And I love a man who gets two big handfuls of my ass and pounds away or slaps it red while taking me. Or a little of both haha.

I find it interesting how I relate to stories now that I am poz, than the many years before reading them while neg. I love being poz...

Yesterday at the adult theater parked myself in the sling. Wore a hood with blindfold so I'm not so sure how many guys fucked me nor how many loads precisely I took... But I'd guess something like 10 and 5-6, across both holes. More would have been better, but it's not like I could have stopped them from wearing a condom. The first guys to fuck me were focused on pounding my ass and none of them bothered with lube, so I was pretty sore and a bit relieved when the ones after that preferred the front hole. But when I left for home, I spent the rest of the night toying my ass, so... not _that_ sore, I guess...

Had a couple of days off last week so decided I was going to get ass up and take some loads. Got off work on Sunday and decided to clean my hole and get ready for a few days of being a complete cumdump. Being the good cumslut I am, I have some of my own cum that I freeze to use as lube for my breedings. Mostly I keep it because breeders usually like a loaded hole so it’s more enticing to them. So as soon as my hole was ready I shoved some frozen shards of cum up my hole. The feeling is always shocking but soon I could feel the wetness in my hole it was making me really horny. So I got on Sniffies and posted my location and waited for the tops to hit me up. My update said “good boy cumdump dad looking for breeders to use his hole. Can be blindfolded if requested. Three loads in.” I also changed my Grindr profile to say “nut in me.” Grindr sucks nowadays due to all the bots and OF accounts, so I mostly get the loads I need from Sniffies. Donning my black jock and a vintage white cropped stussy jersey I am ready. LOAD 4 : First to hit me up was a blank profile that only sent a picture of a thick black cock. Yes please! Didn’t ask for any other pics and sent over my address. He needed to charge his phone so after about an hour he finally came over. I love waiting ass up poppers in hand til I hear my door downstairs open. He starts coming up the stairs so I hit my poppers hard and get ready. I don’t even look back at him, I love being just a hole for men to use, they are just a dick and load. I can hear him taking off this clothes and he dives in smelling and licking my hole. I definitely could smell the cum and he was loving every bit of it. After a couple of minutes, he grabs the lube on the nightstand and slowly slides into my hole. He had a good pace and came pretty quickly. Once he’s done, I turn around to get him a towel and he is really handsome. Tall, probably 6 feet, great smile and an oversized beanie he wore while he was seeding me. He gets my email so we can hookup again. One of my regulars, was hitting me up and wanted to bring his big dicked bf but at this point it’s about 230am and the Ubers are super expensive. Over the entire couple of days I keep telling him my load count but he doesn’t make it. Always a bummer. LOAD 5 : Next top is a bi 23 year old that I’ve talked to but never managed to hook up. He’s 5’8” and trim with a good size dick. Tell him I have three loads in my hole and if he wanted to be next. He was hanging with a friend but after about an hour he’s making his way up the stairs. Again poppers to the nose and he slides in and gets right to it. He’s a sweet lover, calling me dad, asking if I want his load. I’m a verbal bottom and will beg for a beating, give me your fucking cum boy. He loved tweaking my nipples as he was fucking me. My ass is definitely wet and loud, just the way I like it. He cums in about 10 minutes and gets up and takes off after some pleasantries. Stayed up for about another hour but only guys into partying were up and I don’t, so I decided to go to bed and set an alarm for 6am to see if I can get any loads from guys on their way to work. Slow morning with lots of chats but no takers so fell asleep a little bit. Had to get to work at 5 that night so was trying to get many more that. LOAD 6 : Blank profile hit me up, another bi guy, sends me a cock and torso pic and all looked good so I send over the address and he comes over promptly. Very good fuck, my hole is really talking at this point. He is a good kisser and is pounding me pretty deep. After about 15 minutes he seeds my hole and I can feel every burst of cum. Turn around as he’s getting his clothes back on and he is super hot. Filipino and my age (42), gorgeous smile and really fit bod. Damn. Hoping to see him again. LOAD 7 & 8 : Been talking to a handsome gay Korean guy that used to fuck me at my favorite defunct arcade (RIP Fat Cobra). He just recently moved from the burbs back into the city so after he finished some reports he heads on over. At this point it’s about 330 and time is running out. While we are chatting I get a message from a profile, 28yo, 6’4” black bi guy. He sends me two pics, one of his hard cock, and one of his torso. He definitely wants to be my 8th and final load of the day. Korean guy comes over and even though his cock is pretty average I can tell he really loves and has missed my hairy cum hole. I tell him I have another dude waiting outside so he pounds it out pretty quickly and is off. Tall black guy is in my apt within minutes of my friend leaving and he immediately starts eating out my well used hole. It’s wet and my jockstrap is drenched. He is by far the biggest cock of the session and he is reaching parts of me that hadn’t been hit yet. He is a great fuck and I feel so full and I can feel the cum sloshing around in me. I love it, being just a sloppy hole for alpha men to nut in. He fucks pretty quickly and he cums so hard. I can feel his cock pulsing in me, definitely like 8 or 9 times. He pulls out and says that there is a pool of cum in my jock strap. I turn around and he is gorgeous. Stunning smile, tall and fit. He uses a scorer so he puts on his 5 layers and he’s out. I have enough time to hop in the shower and get to work. Next part of the adventure coming soon….

Chapter 13 ——- Jacob ——- I was working the front after the lunch rush. It was slow and while I cleaned up I thought about my recent sexual awakening. It had been a little over 3 weeks since that first time I had taken Buck/Daddy scorpion’s toxic loads. The next night I had fucked Ant and filled him full of my cum. In the weeks since then Buck had bred me several more times. I have also met up with a few random hookup since then. While topping feels good and is fun I am pretty sure I am a vers bottom. I still want to top every so often but I definitely enjoy bottoming more. I would love to take dick everyday if I could. I have only hooked up with negative or undetectable guys. I want to be sure Buck is my poz daddy. I want his strain to be the one I carry. I was hoping I’d of seroconverted by now. I asked Trev how long it normally takes and he said it could be up to a month to have the “fuck flu” but also could take longer. Or I could convert and not have any real symptoms. He pointed out it took Lane 4 months to test poz. We made a plan to get at home tests at the month mark if I didn’t come down sick before then. I really wanted to earn my tattoo. Kenny walked up front around 2:00 untrusting my day dreaming. He was working the front tonight for the closing shift. His nose ring, earrings, and shaved head were shinning in the shop lights. ”Hey Jacob! How are you?” He asked with a big smile on his face. ”Hi Kenny. I am doing ok!” I said smiling back at him. “That’s always good to hear bud” He said as wrapped his arm around my shoulder giving me an bro hug even though I was about 2 inches taller than him. After that I was sent to the back for an hour or so for training with Trev on the pizza station. Ant pulled him when Lane got there to show him some of the ordering and inventory stuff. Trev was being taught the roles he’d need to know in order to be the assistant manager. Jayden had that role before he left and now they wanted to get Trev into it. Buck had also had talked about hiring one or two more people since sales had been up all year. The thought of new boys made me excited at the possibility of new friends and coworkers but a little jealous that it meant Buck would probably have a lot less time for me in the evenings after he got me knocked up. However, I also reminded myself that it would give me a whole lot more time to explore and have sex with new people. To taste a variety of men so to speak. It wouldn’t be bad at all and I knew Buck would always care for me no matter what. Ant had Kenny and me work in a project in the lobby while it was slow cleaning up and putting up new signage. We chatted while we worked. I had told him about my first time with Buck’s poz seed, the times since, my night with Ant, and the guys I’d messed with since. Kenny told me about his times with the bosses and his pozzing story. It was hot to hear and I was half hard the whole time. He also talked about all his piercing saying he had them everywhere eve down there. I kind of scoffed in disbelief. To prove my doubts wrong he pulled up his shirt and showed me his pierced nipples and his belly button ring. It was the first time I’d seen anything like it in person. The piercings and the tats. They all looked so good on him. I had too tell him I how hot I found him and them. I also admitted I’d never been with a guy with body piercings. He made a small laugh and then looked around the empty lobby and unzipped his pants pulling out a big soft dick and nice set of balls. His dick was completely soft but had to be like 5 inches long. I couldn’t help myself I had to get a closer look. I moved closer to Kenny and bent over looking at the ring through the head of his dick and the bars going down the shaft. I reached out and grabbed his flaccid dick. As I moved it around to get a good look he started to get hard. Next thing I knew I had an almost 10 inch long hard and very thick dick in my hands. “Ummm sorry. I should have asked before I groped you.” I said when I realized what I had done. I went to move my hand away and he covered mine hand with his. Then he started moving my hand so I was now stroking him. He looked me in the eyes as he smiled a devious smile. “It’s ok, just a curious boy. We don’t have an order for at least 15 minutes. I can see who’s coming in through the window in enough time to warn you if you want to try tasting it.” He said before winking at me. My inner slut came out and I was down on my knees licking his cock head and tasting his slit and the ring that went through it. Then I moved to his shaft and those bars. Running my tongue down the shaft and back up. I knew we had limited time so I went to work and took the head in my mouth. It took bit of time but I managed to get almost 3/4ths of it down my throat. It felt incredible sucking his pierced cock. It made the experience so different but in a good way. I also used my hands to help me jerk his large hog as I sucked him. He started moaning lowly as he encouraged me to suck him. Calling me his good boy. Taking his dick out of my mouth and slapping me on the face with it every so often. Finally he took me by the back of the head and throat fucked me hard and as deep as he could. He made me gag some but nothing I couldn’t take and nothing I didn’t enjoy. After a few minutes of this his balls pulled up and his breathing got more intense. “Mmm yes boy I am going to feed you my toxic babies!! Swallow every single drop baby!!” He said as he flooded my throat with his cum. His load was massive. He shot several big ropes of cum into my throat and mouth. It tasted good. Sweet but with a bit of tang. It was very unique to what I had tasted so far. But it tasted very good! As he finished he pulled his dick from my mouth and brought me up to him and made out with me while his cum was still in my mouth. We French kissed which allowed me to share his seed with him. It was so hot!! I was so into it that hadn’t even realized I had come in my pants. I noticed the wet spot in my jeans as we parted. I got a little embarrassed when he noticed the spot too. Kenny pulled up his pants went around the corner and got a lap apron for me to wear till it dried. He assured me it was hot that I came for blowing him. We got back to work after our fun and giggled as we worked. I would definitely be down for a repeat and wanted to try that pierced dick in my hole in the future. I was even so bold as to tell him that. He was totally onboard with it too. The dinner rush went smooth and I headed home after it slowed. I got home and watched some tv. Around 9 I got super tired and decided to go to bed. I fell into dream land remembering the taste of Kenny’s cum on my lips as we kissed. ——- Buck ——- (The next morning) It had been a few weeks since I’d put my first toxic load in Jacob. His tight raw virgin negative hole gripping my big fat poz dick. Him begging for my toxic babies as I flooded his negative boy hole with my cum. I thought of it often when I had a down moment. Today wouldn’t have much down time though. First I had gone to the community center and attended one of Kenny’s classes early this morning. When I left the house around 7:15 this morning I saw Jacob’s new (to him) car was parked in front of his house. That car had been a fantastic buy. It is in really good condition. I suspected he was still asleep when I drove by. I wondered if he had got any action last night. I was happy I had helped awaken his inner slut. I’d put probably 10 dirty loads in him since the initial 4 that I put in him during our first fuck. I know he fucked what was probably his last neg load into Ant’s ass the night after I took his cherry. He’d also told me about the 3 other men he’d bottomed for since. He said he was vers bottom but I’d call him a bottom with the occasional craving to top. I also noticed he’d been flirting with Kenny a lot recently. I hope Jacob is ready for a big dick because that boy has a big pierced monster between his legs. But he is gentle with it I hear. He is vers too so they’d be a good fuck pairing. He didn’t seem sexually interested in Trevor and vice versa. They were too much like brothers. Jacob and Lane had become fast friends and Lane had been helping get into the gay world since Jacob had never really been in the scene. They may fuck at some point but I’d put more money on someone tagging them as the two bottom friends shared a dick. I got to the shop around 9:00 and went through the back door leaving it unlocked so Jacob come in and not wait on me. I kicked on the ovens and got the pizza station ready. Then I got to work on the prep. I was busy and not really watching the time. When I came out of the cooler after putting the last of the prep away I saw on the wall clock it was 10:37. I hadn’t heard Jacob come in but I was sure he had to of. It was strange he hadn’t asked for me to get his drawer from the safe, but maybe he wanted to get set up instead of bothering me. That would be so like him not wanting to disturb me. I walked up to the front area to check on him. The lights were still out and none of the opening work had been done. I started to panic a little. I went through the whole shop looking for him as I called Ant hoping he was home and he could look to see if Jacob’s car was still on our street. When Ant answered he told me he was out running errands but he would be at the shop in 10 mins to take over so I could go check on Jacob. Ant could handle the shop for a little while by himself. We had both done it before. I knew something had to be up because Jacob was never late and would never not call if he would be. I was going out the back door as Ant came in it. He told me to be careful and let him know what’s up when I could. I made it back home in no time flat. His Camry was still sitting in the same place. I parked right behind him, put the truck in park, and fast walked to his apartment door. I got up to the door and knocked on it with my heart racing. When he didn’t answer and I didn’t hear anything I knocked harder. Still nothing. I tried to open the door but it was locked. I thought of the maintenance man that the people that owned this house employed that also lived in the ground floor unit. I bolted around and knocked hard on his door hoping he was hope. My heart was going a million miles a minute and I was only giving him 30 seconds before I went back and kicked Jacob’s door in. I’d pay for the damn thing if it meant he was safe. Luckily the man was there and able to come straight around and open Jacob’s door. He asked if he should come in but I asked him not to for a few minutes while I investigated. I asked him to wait at the door just in case. He agreed to that. The all the lights were out off in the apartment. I made my way back to the bedroom and found Jacob in bed sleeping deeply. He was laying in a bed of sweat. His skin was clammy, his eyes looked puffy, and when I touched him he was warmer than normal. I felt his forehead and found it very hot. I felt his lymph nodes and they felt swollen. I was pretty sure Jacob was going through his seroconversion. I tried to wake him by shaking his shoulder but he just moaned and rolled away from me. The first call I made was to my doctor and friend to get us in to see him right away. I wanted to lessen any pain or sickness he was feeling. We also needed to get his temperature down. He could draw blood while we were there too. I called Trevor after getting the okay from the doctor to bring Jacob in. I explained what was going on and asked him to go help Ant so I could concentrate on Jacob. Trevor made me promise to give him updates even going so far as to practically threaten me if I didn’t. I am older and taller than Trevor but I’d never do anything piss him off, I didn’t want to feel his wrath. I promised again I’d give him updates as soon as I could. Only then did he agree to go to the shop and not come to Jacob’s house. I went back to the front door and let the maintenance guy know Jacob was just dealing with a flu and told him he could go. I then went back to Jacob’s room and managed to wake him up enough to get him up and dressed in fresh dry clothes. I practically carried him to the truck and bucked him Into the passenger seat. By the time I was in the driver seat he had put his head against the window and fell back asleep. We got to the clinic and I hustled him in. The nurse took us straight back to an exam room. When the doctor came in Jacob woke up enough to talk to him. Apparently he’d been feeling fine yesterday at work and last night at home got very tired. Then in the middle of the night he got sick waking up stumbling to the bathroom to puked a few times and then he passed out. He had woke up a few times sweating but was so tired he couldn’t get out of bed. After examining him and taking some blood samples the doctor agreed that he thought Jacob was seroconverting based on the facts and time frame. The first night may have knocked him up after all. Jacob was half awake his head laying against my shoulder as the doctor talked to him and gave him some prescriptions to help with the ill ones form concerting. I made sure to pay attention so I could help Jacob get what he needed when he needed it. None of the other scorpion boys had got this sick. It worried me a little but the doctor assured me it was fine. He’d call with the preliminary results later this afternoon. He sent us on the way to get the meds and get Jacob back in bed to rest. I called Ant and Trevor as we drove to the pharmacy and told them what was up. Ant immediately took charge and told me he’d cover the shop for a few days while I took care of Jacob. Trevor promised to stop by after he got off work to check in. When we arrived at Jacob’s house there was a silver car parked in front of Jacob’s camera. As I got him out Trevor’s mom got out of the silver car and came up to help me get him in the house. She had brought a big tub of chicken noddle soup which she put in the fridge. She had also brought a few other supplies. While I got Jacob doped up on his medicine and in sleeping clothes she changed the bedsheets sheets. I tucked him in as mom cleaned the bathroom from last night. She straightened up the bedroom and got things set up to care for him for a few days. She kissed his forehead before she left. She promised she’d be back tomorrow to check in and back again everyday till he was feeling better. She really was the shop’s mom. After I got him tucked in Jacob remained pretty out of it. I made sure to wake him when his meds were due. His fever broke a few hours after he got to bed. I stripped him from his sweaty clothes and put him in clean ones. I continued monitoring him to be sure he wasn’t thrashing or getting too hot again. I got a call from the doc around 4:30 and he was certain Jacob was now a scorpion boy. The first results of the blood work had come back and it indicated a positive test. The definitive test results would be back tomorrow but he doubted they would say anything different. Trevor dropped by a little after 7:00 brining me a pizza to munch on. I gave Trevor the most recent updates after which he went in and sat with Jacob for about 30 minutes. I left them to their privacy and I called Ant to give him an update and talk about the schedule the next few days. After Trevor left the apartment I ate my pizza and watched some tv as Jacob slept. I laid down with my new scorpion boy around 10:00 after I given him his last dose for the night. I fell asleep listening to his breathing and small snore. ——————— We have a new Scorpion Boy!!!! I hope you enjoyed the chapter and it was worth the wait. Look for the next chapter in the coming days (if work cooperates ha). Thanks for all your patience and kind words!! Uncut

(The following may read like fiction, but I can assure you it’s all true) It’s always been a fantasy when you see your friend has a hot partner or boyfriend…thinking about what you’d like to do to them. Well, I got the opportunity recently and it was magical. This wasn’t cheating as everyone knew about it but never thought it would actually happen. Fast forward so many months later and one night we’re hanging out alone and having drinks. Just me and my friend’s boyfriend. I have a big thick cock and he’s always been curious about it. One thing leads to another along with several drinks later and he’s taking my pants off. Feeling his mouth engulf my cock was amazing. I felt my eyes roll into the back of my head with pleasure. He’s a good little cocksucker because he swallowed me down to my balls like a pro. Not much gag reflex on that one which is heaven. We were naked at this point and I put him on his back to play with his cock. As I inched closer to him I used my knees to spread his legs open and he also did so on his own like it was instinctual. I saw his hole for the first time and it’s fucking perfectly puckered and moderately hairy which is my favorite. I spit on my hand and ran it over his hole while hearing a gasp slip from his mouth. I looked him in the eye and slipped a finger inside him. Again, he instinctively pulls his knees to his chest giving me the best view of his hole. He moans again as my finger is slipping in and out. My cock still wet and dripping with his slobber, I quickly take my cock and slap it on his hole. He looked at me while his eyes got really wide and without actually saying anything, began to plead with me to fuck him. Now we never talked about condoms and in that moment I didn’t care one bit. He didn’t seem to put up a fight either. I knew he was a dirty whore at heart and wanted to get fucked like one. I lined my big cock head up with his hole and began to apply slight pressure and push in. He moaned like a little bitch while also grabbing my hips and trying to pull me in closer to him. He looked me in my eye and said “go slow. You’re so much bigger than any cock I’ve taken before.” That made me so fucking horny. I saw a bead of precum form and begin to drip from the tip of my cock. I wiped it onto his hole for some extra lube and continued to try and enter my friend’s boyfriend for the first time. The tip of my cock popped in and slowly I inched my head in and stopped so he could adjust as he moaned louder. I tossed his legs over my shoulders and got really close to him. Pressing our faces together and making serious eye contact with him. “Fuuuck. You have such a tight little hole. It’s gripping my cock head so hard!” I grunted at him. His mouth was open and he looked dazed as he whispered out “yeah”. It’s all he could do as I stretched him open more than any other man had before including his own boyfriend. I began to inch more of my shaft inside and he tried to relax his hole and said “oh my god, yes. I want all of it”. He grabbed my hips and pulled me and my cock in further. “Oh fuck you’re so big!” He let out another gasp. “Good boy” I grunted again in satisfaction as I was getting more of my cock inside his willing hungry hole. Soon enough I was all the way in and my balls were resting up against his. “Fuck yeah, such a good boy taking my entire raw cock inside you”. He made me wait a few moments so he could get used to having me inside him. I flexed my cock and he winced and gasped. I said “you’re not used to such a big and thick cock. You’re going to feel this in your chest”. I stuck my tongue in his mouth and we begin making out for a moment. We break and stare at each other and he says in a loud whisper to me “uhhh I want you to fuck me”. I grinned and said “I’ve wanted to hear you ask me that since I met you!” I started to pull out and then pushed back in. Slowly at first until we built a rhythm. Then I started going at it and really fucking his hole. “Oh yeah daddy, oh my god, oh fuck me. Fuck me!!!” He explained in pleasure as I was now fully pounding his hole. “Oh baby, oh god, that feels so good” he was fully in it now and enjoying himself. His toes curling in the air with each long stroke of my cock in and out of his hole. “I’m precumming so hard inside you right now. I’m fucking filling your hole with precum!” I said between thrusts. He mustered out “you can’t cum inside me”. That took the wind out of my sails even though I suspected as much since he was in a relationship with another man currently”. I told him I would pull out when I got close even though I didn’t want to. I wanted to fuck until I was on the edge and the push in balls deep and flood his guts with my huge load I’d been saving up for him. A few more minutes of fucking his sweet tight little hole and he started telling me he was getting close. He wasn’t even touching his cock! I was going to quite literally fuck the cum out of him. “Ohhh fuck, oh shit, I’m going to cum!!!” He explained as his toes all curled at once. His hole clamped down so tight on my cock as he began shooting ropes of cum into the air and all over his stomach and chest. Meanwhile his extra tight grip on my cock milked me so good while he was cumming I shouted “oh fuck you’re going to make me cum too”. I knew I needed to pull out right now to avoid getting cum inside him but a part of me still didn’t want to. His grip was so tight around my cock that I actually had trouble pulling out because he was still cumming. I reached down to grab the base of my cock to help pull out a little quicker when I felt the first wave of intense orgasm hit me. The first spurt of cum shot out of my cock as I was pulling out. I shot all over his chest, stomach, and it even reached his face because I was so turned on. There was cum on his ass cheeks and on his hole since I pulled out as I was starting to cum. I think some got inside him as well. Our first fuck was forbidden and so intense and the hottest thing I’ve experienced yet. He told me how he thinks about that night when he jerks off and how he wants it again. He wants to do it soon but this time, I want to see if I can unleash and empty my balls inside him like I’ve wanted all along. Let me know if you liked this. I might post about our next adventure. Also please let me know what you think I should do! I think he wants my load but doesn’t know how to ask for it.

Discovered I have new neighbors who just moved into my complex. Signing into Sniffies today, I had a hot 23 yo guy just 259 feet away. I discovered he is paired with a 24 yo old BF who works outside the home at a major retailer. We started chatting and I invited him over for coffee. He was curious about me seeing my undetectable status but wanted to be neighborly. Hot swimmer bod admitted he had a thing for older men and thought pozzing videos were hot & he lost his cherry to an older swim coach. It wasn't long before he was naked in my bed taking a raw load in his cunt. I know we will be meeting for coffee & fucking again but I want to fuck his BF too.

[think before following links] https://xhamster.com/videos/tutorial-and-tips-to-start-fisting-and-deep-streching-to-do-with-yourself-or-others-xhRfb2u this is how I first managed it

I was one of those annoying and naive condom-only fucks back in the day. I went to a bathhouse and expected all the guys who fucked me to wear a condom because I always played safe. I remember one guy in particular who came into my room as I lay on the bed with my head on the pillow against the headboard. I was in my late 20s at the time and he looked to be in his mid 30s. He had to be close to 6'5" and like 250 lbs. in comparison to my smaller 5'7", 140 lbs. His body was solid and I remember thinking he had a sturdy rugby player look to him. I told this guy he needed to wear a condom and he seemed annoyed from the scowl that appeared on his face as I grabbed one and held it out. He looked like he was silently debating whether to wear it, and I thought he might leave. Instead he grabbed the wrapped condom with his massive hand and tossed it on my chest. He then grabbed the spare pillow and firmly gripped my right leg with his other hand like a vice. He effortlessly lifted me up by my leg, similar to the way an adult lifts up a child when they are changing a diaper. As he lifted my leg up toward the ceiling, my head slipped down the pillow. Once my butt was about a foot off the mattress, he crammed the pillow under my ass to elevate it and let go of my leg. My butt was elevated higher than my head and both of my legs were just hanging in the air. Without saying a word, the guy then grabbed the condom, tearing it open with his teeth, and removed it from the wrapper. He threw the ripped wrapper back on my chest and looked down toward his cock, which was out of view. He took a moment to put the condom on and then grabbed the lube that was lying on the bed, and squirted some on his cock. The guy lifted my legs up and spread them wide. He lined his thick cock up with my hole and roughly jabbed it inside without any consideration to the pain I felt due to the thickness of his cock and the roughness of his thrust. He immediately pushed my legs apart even further, letting go of them as he laid his body on top of mine so I was stranded between him and the mattress. I felt his full weight on top of me and turned my head to the side so I could try to breathe, his body fully enveloping mine. His head was next to mine, facing away from me as he started thrusting his heavy cock in and out over and over, finding his rhythm. While I could not say for sure, I think he fucked me for a good solid 15 minutes, never changing his rhythm or slowing his pace. I tried to ask him to go easy a few times, but it was like he didn't hear me. There was no change in his breathing when he turned his head so his mouth was next to my ear and he suddenly bellowed at the top of his lungs, loud enough for everyone on that floor of the bathhouse to hear, and scaring me enough to unintentionally and tightly clench my pucker hole around his pulsing cock. Clearly my ass made him cum and I was grateful he used the condom. The mammoth man lay on top of me, catching his breath for a few minutes, as I remained trapped underneath him. He lifted himself up off of me and pulled his cock out. Without looking at me or saying anything, he got off the bed and headed toward the door. I intuitively said "thank you," as he opened the door to my room and walked away. I caught my breath for a moment before I lifted my hips and pulled the pillow from underneath my ass so I could position myself upright on the bed. I looked down and peeled off the ripped condom wrapper that was pasted to my chest by the mixture of my and the strangers sweat that was created from our bodies being so close together during the intense fuck. As I lifted myself upright, felt something else stuck to me. I grabbed at my ass and as I brought my hand up to my face, I held the unrolled condom from the guy who had just fucked me full of his cum.

Chapter 11 ———- Buck ———— The last week had been great for a lot of reasons. One was that the shop was chugging along and sales continued to be up. Another was that a few days ago I had heard from one of our VIP customers, the jock I had bred on Jacob’s first day with us, that he had got the fuck flu and tested positive. He was super happy about converting. The biggest reason was that Jacob and I had messed around 2 more times since that first night in the hot tub. Our first session after the hot tub had been at his apartment in his living room. We covered all the bases we had before (kissing, body contact, me giving him oral, rimming him, and then fingering him) but Jacob also tried his hand at giving me head. He was pretty good and really wanted all the tips he could get be better at it. His work ethic apparently also applied to the bedroom. He sucked on my balls and licked my hole. I wasn’t big on my hole being messed with but a good licking isn’t bad. It gave Jacob a chance to experience which made it worth it. We stopped there for that session. The last session was 2 nights ago in my bedroom and it included all the stuff we’d done before. Jacob’s oral skills had really improved from his first attempt. He was also able to take my fingers easier and could be a little less gentle. That session also included us watching poz porn before we started. I had a tv mounted in my room that I had setup so I could play my porn play list from my favorite website. We watched it as we cuddled and made out. It continued to play as we moved onto the rest of the fun activities. When we’d both cum we cuddle and continued to watch the porn. I had sent him the “research” the day after our fun in the hot tub. It did include some articles and testimonials on gifting that my doctor gave me when I got the bug. I also sent him similar gifting porn to what the doc had provided me just with updated videos. We hadn’t really talked about what Jacob wanted to do yet. I knew he’d talked with a few of the scorpion boys about it. I also knew that he’d asked Ant about prep. Ant provided him with some websites to look up that covered a lot of his questions about being on prep. That would have made me think he was leaning that way, but he had been absorbing so much poz and gifting porn over the last week. He texted me and asked me for new videos at least 4 times. We hadn’t actually sat down and talked about it yet though. I knew he’d wanted to be fucked. I could almost guarantee he’d be vers bottom or bottom with how much he enjoyed being fingered. I knew he was down to take my dick. He would want to do it raw, as he told me he tried a condom once and hated it. That left only one decision, would he go on prep or would he become my next Scorpion Boy? I wouldn’t push him about. I’d let him tell me when he wanted to. I just hoped he decided soon either way because my cock was craving his hole. Even now as I was pulling into Ant’s drive way to pick him up and go to the park to play a few games of basketball I was half hard thinking about Jacob’s tight hole. Ant’s basketball fundraising tournament for the LGBT center was not till the spring but we meet up at least once every couple weeks to keep our skills sharp. Since we had cleared Trevor to start opening and closing without us I didn’t have to go in to unlock the shop and had the whole day off. Ant worked this evening but had time to play a few games. He came out int his gear and jumped in the truck. We chit chatted about random stuff on the way to the park. When we got there we took our water bottles and the ball and hit the court. We never talked when we played, aside from some shit talking. We both were competitive and took the game seriously. We played 4 games of 21 and split them 2-2. After the park we went to his aunt’s BBQ restaurant for some lunch. We called to check on the shop and Trevor had everything under control so Ant didn’t need to go in till his normal time at 1:30. We got our food, after his cousins gave him some good natured ribbing, and sat down at a table near the back of the restaurant away from everyone. “So how’s thing going with Jacob?” Ant asked me as soon as we got settled in our booth. “It’s going pretty good. We been together 3 times now. He seems really receptive to being my bottom. He is a fast learner for sure.” I said with a big grin on my face. “Nice, that boy is sexy I will give you that. Him picking up quick isn’t suppressing either. That boy is a born pleaser and will put in the work to get it right!” ”Yea, he does love to please. He also loves many other things I have introduced him to.” I said as I wiggled my eyebrows at Ant making us both bust out laughing. “I know that he asked you about prep information. Did he say anything else? Hint which way he as leaning?” I asked once we calmed ourselves. “Now Bucky you know you’re my best friend but you also know me. I wouldn’t say anything if he did. I am not confirming if he did or didn’t by the way.” It was true, Ant never shared other people’s business. If it was told in confidence it was keep in confidence even from me. ”Yea I know. That why I love you. But I hoped maybe he’d given you a hint to pass on to me.” I joked nervously. ”I know you are eager to pop that cherry. I also know that even if he chooses prep that you will still fuck him and care about him like you do all your other boys. You’re just a good guy like that. Just try and chill and let it go. It will happen soon enough brother!” He said in his soothing tone that always helped ground me when I was a little anxious or nervous. We changed the subject and started talking about the ball game we’d watched a few nights ago. It was mouth watering and finger licking good as always! I dropped Ant at his house so he could get changed and head to work. As I walked into my house I kicked off my shoes at the door and put my keys on the table by the door. I grabbed a beer from the fridge anticipating the ball game I was going to watch when I heard a noise from my room. I thought I was all alone so I put my beer down and cautiously walked toward the hall to my room. As the door came into view it was wide open and I saw Jacob naked on the bed. He had apparently been waiting for me. He had a big smile on his face when he saw me. His beautiful eyes had lust in them. His dick was rock hard between his legs. “Hi Daddy Scorpion. It’s about time you got back.” He said in a sweet seductive voice. ————- Jacob ———- I woke up super excited this morning. Today was going to be the day I told Buck my decision. I had made it yesterday afternoon but I wanted to surprise him. I had talked with Trev about it yesterday afternoon when the store had slowed down after the lunch rush. We came up with an idea for a way to surprise him. We knew Buck and I were both off tomorrow so it be the perfect day to do it. The only thing was we needed a way to get Buck out of his house so I could surprise him. Trev suggested maybe calling him to come to the shop for an “issue” but I nixed that. I didn’t want to make Trev put his new duties at risk. Trev suggested we see if Ant would help. That night after our dinner rush finished up it was just me and Ant closing. I told him I’d made my decision and that only Trev and him knew. I also told him the plans we’d made to surprise Buck. That’s when I brought up the issue that we had with the plan, namely getting him out of the house. And was very helpful. He and Buck had already planned to go play basketball tomorrow so Buck would be gone. He also lent me a spare key to Bucks house with the exception I returned it to him the next time I say him. Ant asked if I have ever cleaned out before. I told I hadn’t. He gave me an overview of how to do it so it be all good. He also ran me by the big box store after we closed to get a shower attachment thing that would make it easier. I could barely sleep from the excitement. I had to jerk off and shoot a huge load before I could actually get to sleep. Even then I tossed and turned most the night. The next morning I got up and and watched out the window as Buck pulled out of his driveway, stoped to pick up Ant, and then drive away. Ant had promised me he’d text me when Buck was on his way home. I had my morning coffee and had some yogurt for breakfast. Then I started my preparation process. I shaved (including some grooming of my pubes) and brushed my teeth. I got the attachment on my shower and went ahead and got all that taken care of. Next was a shower. I made sure to scrub extra hard all over. Needed to be nice and clean before I went and got all dirty. When Ant texted me the heads up, I thew in some sweats and headed across the street. I got into the house easily and went back to Buck bedroom. I stripped naked and got on the bed. I was hard as a rock and I hadn’t even touched myself. I heard Buck come in and move around the house. I dropped a book from his nightstand to try and get his attention. Sure enough a few seconds later he came walking down the hallway with a cautious look. “Hey Daddy Scorpion, it’s about time you got back!” I said trying to be as seductive as I could. “Well well what do we have here? A naked boy in my bed? What a pleasant surprise!” Buck replied as his face shifted to a more playful and sexy look. I reached behind me and grabbed the lube bottle I had hidden and tossed it to him. He caught it and looked at it then looks at me. A hint of hope growing in his eyes. ”I decided I want you to fuck me today. Finally take my cherry daddy!” ”Oh do you now? Do you want daddy to pull out before he cums in your ass boy?” He asked as he started to strip off his clothes. “No, I want you to fuck your cum into my boy hole!” I almost begged. “Oh I can definitely do that boy. Probably more than once. But first daddy wants to be sure that you are agreeing to what I think you are” “Yes, I want you to officially make me a Scorpion Boy daddy!” I said as I got on my knees at the end of the bed so I was face to face with Buck. ”That makes daddy so pleased boy!” He said before he took me in a deep passionate kiss. We made out as our hands roamed over each other. Our tongues twisting around each others. He broke the kiss and looked me deep in my eyes. “Daddy needs his boy to suck my dick and get it nice in wet. But I want you to sit on my face as you do it!” I moved to the side so he could lay flat on his back on the bed. I thew my leg over him and then scooted back until I was in potion. He grabbed my hips as I lowered my ass on to his face. His tongue started to lick my hole. Then he started to eat it. Soft at first then more aggressive. Really using his tongue to work my tight hole open. I moaned with pleasure. I bent over, keeping my ass on his face, and took hold of daddy’s big fat dick. It was fully up and hard as a rock. There was precum dripping from his cock hole. Poz unmedicated precum. I stuck my tongue out to taste it. It was delicious and tasted like daddy! I took his fat drooling cock head into my mouth as Buck continued to eat my hole. I sucked on the head and used my tongue to work him while I used one of my hands to jerk him as I sucked. i hadn’t been able to completely deep throat daddy yet and in this position I could suck it to far without getting my ass off his face so I made do with what I could. He seemed to like it, his dick pulsing. He was also moaning and growling into my hole. He slapped me on the ass and grunted for me to reposition so he was sitting up against the headboard and I was in doggy with my ass pointed at him while still leaning over his legs. “Time to get this hole ready boy” he told me as he slapped my other cheek. He squirted lube on his fingers and started to work them into my hole. Slowly and with only two fingers at first. Then he started to pick up speed and added fingers. By this point he was hitting my magic button and driving me crazy! He continued to work my hole and button. Making me moan and thrash in pleasure. “Now it’s time for us to pop that neg boy cherry. Turn around and face me and straddle my lap boy.” I did as Daddy Scorpion told me to. My ass resting on his lap with his massive cock resting on the top of the crack of my ass. “Alright, now we are going to have you sit on my raw dick. My very toxic dick. We will do this position first so that you can control the speed at which I enter you. Don’t rush just listen to your body. It will hurt, but just breathe through it and push your hole out as my cock is about to enter you. This is your last chance to bail, once I go in your raw hole there’s no way I could stop myself from cumming in you boy!” ”I want you to cum in me daddy, to load me with your dirty seed and claim my neg hole forever. Make me your poz son.” I had lined up Bucks big lubed up pole and put his leaky head to my hole as I told him that. I took a deep breath and let it out as I push out my hole and sat down onto Buck’s cock head. It took a few seconds until I felt a pop and his head slip past my ring and into my hole. I will not lie, there was definitely pain and a good amount of it, but I did as Buck told me and took another deep breath. I sat for a minute kissing him as I let my hole get use to his big head. Then I started to slowly take more of his cock into me. I don’t know how long it was till I had got all of him in me. I had to stop and wait a few times. Buck was moaning and growling softly as my tight no longer virgin hole squeezed his fat cock. He rested his hands on my hips as I worked my way down his pole but never forced me to go faster than I wanted. With most of the pain now gone I slowly started to moved up and down on his hard long poz daddy dick. As I did his cock started to rub against my magic button. As soon as it did that the pain disappeared and was replaced by pleasure. I started to pick up speed, using my hips to begin to really ride daddy. As his cock massaged my button more and more the pleasure just continued to build. Bucks growls became almost feral while my moans became almost pleads of ecstasy. He had tightened his grip on my hips and now was starting to moved his hips up to match my rhythm. Not so fast or hard to throw me off my riding but to match it. This increased the pressure on my button and in doing so increased my pleasure. I am not sure how long his big poz dick was inside me but soon I felt my orgasm building in my balls. They tightened up against me. “Fuck daddy I am going to cum!” I told Buck. ”Yes boy! Shoot that load for daddy! When I feel your neg hole squeezing me as you cum it will make me shoot!” I threw my head back and as I sat down hard one last time on Buck’s big fat poz dick I shoot a huge load all over his face chest and stomach. I came hands free not once touching my dick. ”Fuck yes boy squeeze that dick!! Fuck here it comes. I am loading you boy hole with my charged cum!! Get ready daddy is impregnating you boy!” He growled as I felt my hole warm. I collapsed on him with my head buried in his neck as his arms came around and hinged me. He then rubbed my back as I sat on his half hard poz cock. His poz load deep in me and his dick blocking its escape. Both of us were breathing heavy as we came down from our orgasms. When I had recovered I sat back to look at Buck. His now soft cock slipped out of my hole as I sat up. “So what do you think about that boy? You like having a big raw poz dick in you?” He asked with a smug look on his face knowing he’d again given me the best cum of my life. “I say we need to do that again and again to make sure you make me your Scorpion boy!” ———————— I hope you all enjoy this chapter. I know I enjoyed writing it!!! There will be another chapter for sure. Look for it in the next day or two. Thank you for your continued support!

One of the things I truly appreciate about this story is that it remains agnostic on getting infected with HIV. Our site here is about barebacking. Barebacking includes risks of STIs. But there are great ways to control that these days while still enjoying every bit of barebacking. None of sees any of the pills our sex mates might have swallowed before we got there. Being poz doesn't make one better or badder. It's one of the things that might happen when we bareback. It reflects nothing about prowess. What I find so great is that Buck is happy to gift, but whether or not that happens doesn't impact his love of barebacking. Similarly us poz guys may or not be on meds. And this really isn't about gifting I think nearly as much as it is about us maintaining our health so we can enjoy more bareback pleasure. Pressuring others to poz, or to not poz seems way too common. Better for us to attend to ourselves and let others attend to themselves as suits them. @Uncut300 a delightful story you've crafted. Thanks!

Poz married guy here. Some would no doubt call me a piece of shit and that’s fine by me. Circumstances are complicated. But nevertheless. The key is PLAN and THINK. Two qualities not many seem to do these days.

7 long 6 around -- it's been in roughly 400 holes (men and women) and fathered 6 children to various couples and people who were wanting a donor. I just love spreading my seed to as many holes as possible.

Swallow 90% of the time. The other 10% probably because I was uncomfortable with the guy I was sucking. I love to swallow. I love the feeling of the cum pushing through the tube to explode at the back of my mouth. I love to deep throat, have them shoot down my throat, and swallow without it hitting my tongue. There was one guy every time I swallowed his cum it went through me within minutes. I had instant diarrhea. But I still sucked him off whenever I could. Cum has been sweet, bitter, and neutral tasting.

Happy with my partner for yrs, he top/ btm here. Love home life, but cheat if i can at times. Today just off shopping , gym& stuff. Got a urge, stop at rest area& cruise. Saw a black old guy hanging sround, so went to mens room- he followed, at urinal& saw his cock, well i blew him in handycap stall, fed on his wude uncut dark meat, seallowed& felt great not guilt, other do thus????

I love being fucked bareback while I’m sucking cock. It’s the fukkin best when they both cum at the same time. I love feeling a hot load being pumped up my arse while a thick load of sperm is filling my mouth.

I like sucking cock most but if I need to let them fuck me to make them happy I’m game

I love the taste of my cum. I can remember the first time I tried it. I was 13 and I felt it roll down the back of my throat. It’s was creamy, slightly sweet, a little metallic, and thick. Nowadays I like to feltch it out of the bottom I’m fucking and then share it with him. It’s usually ends up stuck in my beard. I carry that smell all day long.

(Fiction) Till a few weeks ago, I hardly knew what how a man arms felt, let alone sex. I had been lretty closeted and felt that I was straight for 20 years until i found out that i got attracted to men more and more. I finally realised that i was bisexual but more gay than straight. My road to being attracted to cocks started from fascinating how a woman suck a dick and how she loves eating that slimy nectar from the juicy meat that spews it. With each new video and story i began to be spellbounded to cocks until one day i realised i was getting off on full blown gay pornos but hardly on straight. My desire for cock grew more and more until one day i watch a monster with a scorpion tattoo spew poison inside a hole. That got me off a lot. I kept re-watching it again and again fantasizing myself in that position. Being a 20 year old i full well knew the repercussions of being fucked by a hot rod with poison nectar. Then one day stumbled across this website and i found how people relish in the thought of getting infected which kind of made me horny. I kept continuing reading each story and each day i longed for poz cock, so much more that I couldn't have a hard on if it was not a poz cock story. So I finally decided to start of myself getting fucked by a cock as my curiousity got the better of me. I downloaded Grindr and Planet Romeo and searching for people. It was scary at what would happen if my relatives were to find out accidentally while i chatted with guys and had phone sex randomly. One day as i was filtering through an app, i got a message with a usual hi, i replied back similarly. He asked "How are you?" Me: Fine, u?? He: I m fine. So whats the plan for the weekend? Me: U know, the same boring staying home. He: If u don't mind, how about a drink at XYZ bar, Friday night?? We can chat up. Me: I m not sure. I hardly know u. He: I m not going to bite. Tell u what, dinner and drinks on me. We will just have a nice conversation. *Sends a semi naked photo of himself with jeans on* "Damn!!" I thought "This guy is hot. Wouldn't hurt to meet him". So to which I said yes and made the arrrangements. Come weekend, we met at the bar and this guy was hot at a height of 5 ft 10 inch, probably at mid thirties while i m a slim short guy at 5ft 5 inch whom guys called pretty cute. We had a pretty nice convo on what we do and where we r from and after a few many drinks the alcohol hits me, i get horny and started checking him out. To which he takes perfect advantage by saying the most sleaziest line "Buddy, u seem hammered. Why don't we take u home. U can sit on my lap there, and we'll talk about the first thing that pops up?" To which i said "I m curious enough to talk about anything". We hurriedly go over to his house and as soon as his door closes, he pulls me in his powerful arms and french kisses me deep. His tongue ravishing through my mouth deep into my throat, his saliva running down my lips as i embrace his . His short stubble carresing and pleasantly tingling my baby face. I definitely knew i had to have him. His hands carresses through my clothes removing my shirt as he keeps on kissing my lips and sucking my neck, loosening my belt. I felt my stomach flutter as he rush his hands though my underwear to my 5 inch raging hard cock. He breaks away and removes his shirt and i gaze at hus physique. He was definitely hot, not hairy but sculpted. He starts sucking my nipples as i moan at the touch of his hand slowing jacking my cock. He then suggests to move into the bedroom. When we do, he loses his belt and asks me to uncage his monster. I unbuckle his pants and u derwear and drop em. What i gaze upon was a beautiful 8 inch cock as thick as a rod fully raging hard an unmasted. I begin to drool at this piece of art. He pushes down on my shoulders to my knees where i face his majesty hair breadth away from my wet lips.I noticed a small scorpion tattoo nearhis dick. He lightly pushes on the back of my head and i give way with my tongue first savouring the hot meat. It tasted amazing. I slowly sucked on enjoying the feeling of his cock humiliating my face as i looked up deep into his eyes. He slowly started moaning. "Damn!! Where did u learn to suck cock like that?? U r a real true faggot. I love it how u cute lips look on my dick. Keep sucking like that." And he pushed my head a little more and i started gasping for air. He laughed."Don't worry, u will get used to it, here are some poppers as he whips out a small bottle that smelled odd under my nose and yold me to breathe deeply. Once i inhaled deeply, i felt really horny and sucking on his manhood vigorously trying to get the best of it with each suck, he then pushes my head onto his pubes and his cock deep in my throat and shot a ropes and ropes of thick cum i to my unsuspecting mouth. It was a mouthful. "Sorry bitch, i filled u with so cum more than u cud swallow", as cum leaked down my mouth and dripped from my chin. "Don't worry, i m a multi cummer". With that he pulls me up and kisses me and we snowball he cum. He then pushes me with my back on his bed as he keeps on kissing me and he slowly went down. I though he would suck me off back but i was surprised when he lifted my legs revealing my asshole and started reaaming me with his tongue full of his cum. I was in heaven. His tongue was amazing. He continued for a few minutes and i was in heaven. I moaned back and pushed my hips down to his face. He stopped reaming and i felt a bit sad at his tongue moving away. But it was not for long as i felt his cock slowly moving up and down my asscrack slowly teasing my cunt.I asked for a condom and he said, he ran out of it and if i wanted him to fuck it would have to be bare. I was too horny by that point to reject him. He said "Bitch, today i make u mine." And he with that he forcefully pushed his dick inside my asshole. He dick ripped apart my spinchter and i felt a sharp pain to his cock through my ass. I cried. He just with one powerful hand muffled my mouth and proceeded to fuck me rough. It was painful at the start but it started carrying out its magic immediately after. I was aggast at how can a cock perform such a miracle. I loved it and started pushing my ass on his cock more and more. "Bitch I knew u would like it faggot". I knew from the moment i saw u in the bar that u were a horny whore." It was awesome. He steamrolled my i sides and hit my prostate with each stroke. I pulled his face and we get into a deep kisses. I wanted to be his. I wanted his babies. "Bitch u seem to be having the time of ur life." "YES, FUCK ME MORE.I DON'T WANT IT TO STOP". "I ain't stopping until i get u pregnant" "I dnt care if u make me urs. I don't care if u make me pregnant.I don't even fucking care if i die now.JUST DON'T STOP FUCKING ME". "YEA!!WHORE. I WILL KILL U ALRIGHT. U WILL DIE AS I MAKE U PREGNANT WITH MY POZ BABIES". With that he started cumming inside my hole. The stream of cum seemed endless. I could feel my hole slick and wet. I shuddered at his words. "Yo.... You're Poz??". "Yeah bitch. I thought u knew when u saw my scorpion tattoo. But its too late now, my babies are already swimming side ur gut and it will incubate inside u." I was stunned, but he pulled me into a deep kiss and said "You said u didn't care if u die, I am only giving u ur wish. Ur free now." I realised its too late and knew his babies were already working inside of me slowly eating at me and making me his. Although I was shocked, a part of me felt weirdly happy that such a hot guy made me his. I would be his bitch and I would carry his DNA inside me. I pulled him for another kiss and said "I haven't cum yet. U gonna leave me like this??" "Haha...u filthy whore. I knew u would not be satisfied with that, so while we coming down here i called a few of my poz buddies saying that a whore needed breeding. They r probably here and watching". I then look around to see 5 guys with huge dicks stroking their cocks waiting for their turn to fill me in. Looks like this weekend i would not only get pregnant from this hot guys but will have other's babies too. I had the hootest weekend with the 5 guys fucking me day and night and feesing me cum at both ends. I felt fulfilled. A couole of weeks later, i got down with a very bad fever. I got myself tested and found out that i an HIV +. I called up the guy and give him the news. He said " U lucky guy. Looks like ur wish is coming true. U r going to die slowly. Get ur ass over here so that i can help u with that." I rush over to hus place and he fucked me straight for 2 hours. A few days later I moved into him and ever since, he and his friends come over and keep fucking me, keep me on a leash with a collar written faggot on it.I am loving every moment of it and m sure I will let him fuck me and whore me out till i breath my last.

I've been tasting it since my first ejaculation, it has a changing taste, I was able to compare it with others.

***NOTE This is not my story but one I found in my old archives*** ***NOTE this is not my story, but an old breeding story I found in my Archives*** I usually go to the gym around 9 a.m., not too early to catch all the Professionals that workout before they go to work, nor too late to catch The lazy crowd, which means there are always very few people around when I’m At the gym, a couple of old guys with nothing else to do, the occasional fat guy, and a couple of younger teens, specifically the ones who seem a bit shy and intimated by all the muscle, These are my prey, these are the boys I am out to Poz. One in particular caught my eye. He usually came with a friend and they follow the same routine around the machines, but while his friend was completely focused on the workout, he would occasionally glimpse around and it was pretty easy to see what he was looking at. He was kinda of a boy next-door type, maybe 18 or so. short dark blonde hair, a bit of fuzz on his chin, medium build. His face said good boy, but his smile screamed that there was a naughty boy begging to be let out. At the beginning I wasn't that much interested. Sure I like hot guys, but today I was more focused on the gym. When I’m there I put my headphones and pretty much try to forget what's around me. But the glimpses from that kid awoke my interest and then I started to glimpse to. Ok, so I didn't know if he was looking because he was interested of just because, as is common in a gym, you kinda look for the guy with the better body to see what he is doing. And usually I was that guy. I’m 28, pretty young myself as far as many guys go, But I have the build and look of someone older. At just 6ft I tend t tower over most guys, which adds to my own sense of confidence and natural dominance. That, and being ripped from working at the gym five days a week tends to turn the eye. I'm a pretty good view, especially for a young guy who's just starting to grow his muscles like the kid. So much looking was starting to get my juices to flow and I started to put on a show for this kid. He wanted to see muscles, I was going to indulge him I was still doing my routine but was doing my movements slower and more exaggerated, and then checking myself out at the mirrors and pulling my shirt up often to check my biceps and my abs. I could see by the corner of my eyes that the guy was looking more and more. I had to wonder if the kid still thought I hadn’t noticed him, I always made sure not to make eye contact yet, but I could feel his eyes on me often. It’s nice to have a guy fawn over you, but he had got my cock going and I'm not a very patient guy. I decided to make my move to see if was getting something from here, or else it would be better to focused on the workout and not lose time with horny kids. I got my chance when he finally left his friend on a machine and started to put weights in a bar and lied on the bench to start pressing. Seeing that he was pressing to much weight for his size (which is quite usual with cocky young guys) I went there and asked him, while he was still pressing, if he needed me to spot him. Of course he said he was ok, but I just needed to get the conversation started. "You got a nice body for a young guy. How old are you?" I asked him, while staring right into his eyes. "I'm eighteen." He said looking right back. "And I guess it's ok, I just started to workout a couple of months ago." He said back to me, returning the gaze into my eyes, such a mistake. Kids like him really don’t understand the power someone like me can have over them with a good powerful gaze. "Let me see your biceps" He got up and pulled his sleeves back to show me his arms and I touched muscles. My hand just stay there pressing and caressing without being to obvious for the other people in the gym. He just smiled. "Nice. Now let me see your abs." He pulled is shirt up, I’ll say this, the kid wasn’t nearly as ripped as me but his body was hot. The chest was hairy and nearly smooth except for a trail of fuzz leading down his shorts. I got my hand on his belly and slowly moved downwards along his treasure trail and then, after looking around to make sure no one was looking, I just grab his cock through his shorts. The look of surprise in his eyes got me even more turned on This muscles is growing nicely to" And squeezed harder, when he made no attempt to pull away, I knew I had him, I was going to breed this kid and make him beg for it. "You wanna get fucked, don’t you kid? Ditch you friend and follow me, Boy. Daddy needs that hole." He was still hesitant, but only superficially. "I don't know, I, have to grab some stuff" I smiled; I knew I had him; I could wait a little bit more. "Well, I’m ready now, but I’ll wait for you for about 15 minutes. I'll wait for you in my car in front of the gym for 15 minutes, and then I’m gone. If you show up, its your choice Boy, Oh and don't shower." I let go of his cock, which by now was rock hard, and started to walk out. Out of the corner of my eye I could see him go to meet his friend and seem to let him know he was going. I grinned; this kid’s neg ass was going to be mine. On those 15 minutes I could see the kid looking at me again and again, this time with a look full of lust but also uncertainty. It probably wasn’t the first time a guy touched him, but it defiantly seemed that no one had ever been this forward about it, more importantly it was obvious he wanted more. A couple of minutes later I was seated in my car waiting for the kid to show up. I thought back to my grip on his cock, the look of shock and, yes, fear in his eyes, I fed off that, such a turn on. As time ticked by I lost sight of him and checked the time. I was sure he would not fail me expectation. When I was starting to think I was loosing my time with this kid, I see his friend leaving the gym, all by himself, which made me wait a few more minutes. Maybe he was just waiting for his friend to go away so he wouldn't be seen with me. Wouldn’t be the first time that happened A few minutes later I saw him leaving the gym and walking to my car. I could see he was nervous but also excited. My cock surged in my shorts; already I could see this kid impaled on my raw cock. He entered my car, sat down and smiled. Time to change the rules of the game now. "Hi. So what's your name kid?" "Billy, I mean William." I smiled a little. It's always funny seeing young guys trying to measure up, to seem more mature then they are. But I also knew what younger guys look for in older stronger men. They look for a dominant man and I was going to give him exactly that. “Well William, as of now your name is “Boy” if you are very, very lucky, I may call you ‘good boy’” I said as I locked the car. I could see the change in his expression; it was the looks of excitement clashing with uncertainty. “And my name is Daddy, or Sir. That is all you need to know Boy.” I said and pulled out I started driving to my place and the kid was just looking around nervous, uncertain, and damned horny. Each time he reached to grab his cock I gave him a firm slap. “Save it for when we get back Boy.” “Y-Yes Sir!” he said quickly. How soon they learn. It was a good 10min till my place so I decided to find a bit more about my new plaything. "So you ever been fucked before Boy?" I said casually, making sure that before he could answer I put my hand on his leg. "You gonna love my cock inside you Boy, everyone does." He just smiles nervously. Such a hot smile. I pulled to my driveway and we got out of the car. I felt his ass trough the shorts with one hand and open the door with the other hand. I could see he was getting more and more excited. His cock was visibly tenant and, yes, leaking precum enough to make a wetspot. The kid continues to impress me. We entered the house and the instant the door shut and was locked I was on him. My hand when inside his shorts to check his hole straight away. It was surprisingly smoothed, puckered and really tight, as I liked. This gonna be a helluva fuck, I thought, I knew his hole would never be the same by the time I finished breeding him He made to move away from me but I just held him in the steel grip of my other arm as I continued to finger his hole. I could just drop the kid's shorts right now and fuck him right then and there. It would satisfy the primal hunger inside me, but I wanted more, I wanted to break this kid, to make him into a true slut in his very first fuck. He is squirming more now and I decide to settle him down a bit. While I’m still opening his hole with one hand, I grab his head with the other and shove my tongue down his throat. He was a good kisser for a kid, and as I turned him around to face me I figured I would turn him up even more and let his hands go. His hand were everywhere, feeling my muscular sweat slick body and trying to to pull my clothes off. I oblige and pull my sweat soaked shirt so he can admire my body. I can see the lust in his eyes as he sees my chest, ripped, hard as steel, and covered in a short soft fuzz. I'm sure the real thing was better than he had imagined as he takes in my body. The whole time I had wondered just how much of my sweat he would put up with. Im,’ a clean guy, but I have no love for chemicals or fake scents. I am a real man, and I smell like one. After a morning at the gym my body is covered in sweat and stinking of my Musk. I wait to see if he hesitates and instead he goes straight to my nipples and sucks and bites both of them with such energy, you my think he wanted to be breastfed by me. “Fuck, good boy” I say, and I hear him Moan.. That’s it, I tell myself, your want to hear me say that don’t you? He then, moves between my huge tits for a whiule before moving to my immense Bicep. He starts to actively lick the sweat along my tensing muscles and then the kids surprises me yet again as he lifts my arm up and goes after my rank armpit. Fuck, this kid did everything right, i didn't even have to guide him. My cock surges, I may have just found a natural Fuckpig, time to push things a bit more. “You like that sweat boy? You like the stink of a REAL man? Do you?” I say and begin to lower my arm. I can hear him groan a muffled ‘Yef Fir’ as he sucks the sweat from my pit, sucking the wet hair of my underarm. “Good Boy! Keep it up and make Daddy proud” I saw, and lower my arm and squeeze. His word goes dark as I cut off air from him, his face and nose is trapped in my under arm, feeding him my Man funk, getting his lungs nice and full of my musk. God its such a Power trip, I can feel him squirm as his air supply goes thin. I keep him smothered in my pit right up to the point he’ll pass out and yank him free. “Did you like that Boy?” I bark at him, his face soaked in my sweat as I watch him gasp like a fish. “Yes Sir” he says breathlessly. I smile and Spit in his face. “Then go for more Boy!” And stuff him into my other Pit, just as rank as the first. Again I feel him suck and lick, drinking my sweat. His head must be so lightheaded for now. As nice as it is ridding the power of a boy sucking pits, I had another purpose to all this. Breathing nothing but sweat for 10min solid leaves a guy light headed and weak, perfect for what I had planned when I take his hole. Finally when I felt he was about to pass out again, I pulled him free and at the same time I forced him to his knees and dropped my shorts revealing my 8" uncut cock, fat as a beer can. I’m really proud of more foreskin, it traps a mans purest funk and stink inside, I was going to love this. I yanked back his hair to make him open up for my cock. “Suck it boy, your spit is all the Lube you get,” I said as he all willingly went after my cock. Trying to get it all to his throat as only a virgin tries to do, and consequently choking on the meat. I love that sound of choking; I took it out to let him breath and shove it a second time. This time he knew better and didn't try to swallow my cock but instead start sucking it and drinking the precum that was oozing from under my heavy foreskin. He wasn’t bad as he sucked my huge cock, he didn’t even seem to mid the waxy Smegma under the foreskin as he slobbered and left it a spit covered mess. I soon got into a rhythm fucking his face for a few minutes, but what I wanted was his ass, and it was way pass time to show this boy what he was to me. Yanking my cock out I slapped his face a few times, laughing as I watched the smears of precum splatter across his lips. “Enough foreplay Boy, time to get fucked.” I said as I picked him up and took him to my bedroom, throwing him on the bed. "Get in all fours and raise your ass kid,” I shouted. His look now was a mix of horniness and immense fear. He was finally realizing he was going to get fucked by a man. Whatever he chooses to do the rest of his life, he could never erase the fact he would be fucked like a bitch. But like all young guys, whatever his head was thinking was completely blackout by what his hard cock was thinking. And his hard cock was begging for a hard fat cock to enter is ass and fuck him silly. So he got on the bed and raised his ass for me, showing me his pink tight hole. As I watched it wink, I had to wonder if he had any Idea just what I had planned for him, if he realized his life would be forever changed by what I would do to him. "Spread your cheeks with your hands" I shouted as I leaned in and licked his ass. Nice, smooth, and tasting of his own sweat. He obeyed by lowering his face to the bed and spreading those cheeks with his hands. His hole was still closed, even with his hands spreading his cheeks, but that's what you get with virgins, nice tight holes that haven't learn how to wink. I usually would just fuck away and open his hole with the sheer force of my hard cock. But I had specifically told him not to shower after the workout so I could have something to savor before I fuck him. I got on my knees on the bed and just licked his ass from top to bottom taking all the taste, sweat, ass, shit, all mix into the best taste there is. Virgin Ass The kid started to moan like a bitch. I started nibbling on his hole to force it to open and then shoving my tongue inside the ring. Fuck I could eat a kid's sweaty ass everyday for the rest of my life and I would be happy. I shove one finger inside him just making him moan more. He was not totally open but I didn't want to open him with my finger. I wanted him to feel some pain when my cock entered and tore into him wanted him to feel it totally, the pain and the pleasure, to feel and know I was taking his cherry, his virginity, his innocence. My poz cock throbbed and drooled, knowing it was getting close to its Prey. “Are you going to put a condom on?” He said. The question actually surprised me enough I lost my focus for a moment. This kid was asking me this now? On his heads and knees, ass dripping my spit, my cock throbbing against his hole, he was asking now? I frowned inside, obviously this kid was not the natural born FuckPig I had him pegged as, I needed to change that, and I knew I was going to. “Just relax boy, don’t think about it, you are here to get fucked Boy, that’s it.” I said and pressed my oozing Death Stick toward his hole, letting the foreskin slide around a it. I reached down and pulled on a nipple, making him moan and tremble, that got him. “Ok s-sir, just, don’t cum inside me” he said and I had to bite my lip not to laugh. I wasn’t going to even think of answering that, I was going to break this pig and he was going to beg for it. I spat on my cock some more and leaned in for the kill. I was going to fuck him raw so I could breed him, as I was his first. I always like to mark my territory like animals do. I was going to breed this kid so he would have my seed in him forever, something to remember the day he gave his ass like a bitch for the first, but not the last time I positioned my cock next to his hole, and grabbing his waist. “This is it boy, today you become a Fuckpig.” I said and shoved it inside with all my strength. The kid shouted in pain that echoed the room as he felt the destruction of his cherry. He bucked and tried to pull away from me but it was far too late now. I was almost all the way in and he was going to get fucked. I started to move my hard cock in and out slowly so he could recover, but I knew he still felt some pain. Still, I guess that’s what you get when you agree to get fucked like a bitch. You can’t feel sorry for pigs like this, you have to show them their place in the world, what they exist for. I'm sure the kid wouldn't want it any other way and he should have. It was like branding a café, it hurt for a while, and the mark would be with them forever. But after it, they would belong to you. He never told me to stop, even when it was apparent that it was painful, which makes me think he is going to be a bitch for the rest of his life. “There’s a good fuckpig! Your ass is mine now, your hole is mine! This what you wanted from the very begging isn’t it! “Yes Sir!” I watched his face clench in pain, I knew his hole must be ripping a bit, but I didn’t care. This was about my pleasure not his. His purpose was for me to break and breed. Another hole to get charged by my toxic poz load. I started to pick up the pace and he started to moan louder. I knew he was slowly passing into the point where pain became pleasure, that brutalizing his ass was just what he wanted now. He didn't have to tell me, I knew he wanted harder and a started to fuck like there was no tomorrow, in a way for him, there wasn’t going to be. I grabbed his shoulder and forced my poz cock deeper inside of him. There was a loud banging sound as my crotch and balls hilted his ass. This kid was going to miss the gym for a week at least. I don't know how he was going to sit at all for a few days but I really didn’t care. His ass is going to be in a bad shape, but that's what you get for being a bitch boy. I fuck him harder and harder as I sense my cum building. I feel so horny but at the same time I feel so happy for the kid. After today he is going to have my cum inside him, the cum of a Real man inside his ass forever. Already I can feel my Hot swimmers begging to bore into his ass. Gonna be full of real man juice up his bowels, and I guess that’s the dream of any good bitch. He was probably fantasizing about that back at the gym when he was looking around. Probably searching for the right man to fill that tight pussy. As My balls boil I wonder if the kid has any idea just what sort of Man he has decided to breed him. I want this to last but I know I am getting close to nutting him. “This is it FuckPig! In a few moments I’m going to breed that ass of yours! Going to fire my hot raw seed right into your ass and knock you up. Is that what you want?” The kid just moans. “What was that Slut? I didn’t hear you!” “I want it!” “What do you want slut? I say, Slam fucking into him with each word” “Want want your cum inside me!” “Beg me for it! Beg for my seed!” “Please Sir! Please Breed ME!” he says, sobbing and moaning. I laugh, time to Poz him up. “That’s it! Take my Bare load! Take my POZ Bare Load!” I push the deepest I can and fell my cock explode with an orgasm that rocks my body. I unload a torrent of hot tick juice inside of him, my balls pumping out their charge seed as I hold him tight. I dig into him as I keep cumming, my poz seed blasting his wrecked hole so much that it completely fills his ass and bowels. I watch some of the slime ooze out, as I stay rooted deep inside him. Already I can feel my Swimmers boring into him, doing their part to seed this boy. I gently almost lovingly lick his body now as my load does its work. “There’s a good boy, feel my cum in you now. It’s going to be inside you forever. A part of me is always going to be in you boy, your balls and cum will never e the same” I say as I hold him tight against me. I am surprised to hear him sobbing gently. For a moment I wonder if he realizes what I have done to him. I'm spent so I just get off him. I guess he came somewhere during the fuck because they’re cum all over the sheets. I don't care; he's just a bitch boy. If I want to give pleasure to someone I’ll get a girlfriend or a boyfriend. This kid is just a cum dump, a masturbatory tool, it's fine as long as I cum. Anyway he seems to have love it. He lies in the bed breathing heavily, hole still open and shining, some juices flowing out. I guess that the tight closed hole is gone forever. Next dude that fucks him can just shove his hard dick inside this kid without lube. I pick his clothes of the floor and throw them to the bed. "Hey kid, I have stuff to do, ok. See you at the gym". He looks at me kind surprise. What did he think, that I would cook lunch For him and we would watch Will and Grace reruns all afternoon while we Cuddle in the couch. He get up and starts to dress and walk to the door. I grab his ass while he's leaving, stick a finger inside his hole and kiss him for a couple of minutes. He smiles at me and leaves a bit happier. I guess that's better, after all I plant to dump another load inside that ass as soon as possible

Dragging Zeus by his pajama sleeve felt weird. But I was afraid if I let go, he’d go back to his bunk. We reached the rec room down the corridor where we found the rest of the guys. Wanker was still in the showers the other way. The other platoons in our company were still out so we had the place all to ourselves. We found out later that our Lieutenant and Sarge had gotten reprimanded for sending us out without gear. Sucks to be them, I guess. “Assmunch! There you are! Where’s our bitch?” Bootlicker yelled. “Well he’s not in my ass, but you’re welcome to come take a look.” I shot back. “I’ll be doing the looking with my dick, you sure you can take it?” He boasted. “That little carrot? I’ve had shits bigger than your sad little pecker, Bootlicker. I won’t even feel it.” I dropped drawers and bent over. “If you want to embarrass yourself, bring it over. “ “Footling, go teach Assmunch a lesson.” Bootlicker pushed Footlong towards me. I couldn’t get my boxers back up fast enough, which made everyone laugh. Suddenly everyone noticed Zeus behind me. They all froze, going quiet. “Zeus is going to help me set things up while Wanker finishes up. You should all say thank you to Zeus for cleaning your boots.” I told them. “He doesn’t get down here often, so give him some brotherly love.” The idiots just stared. Channeling my best Sarge impression, I yelled in a voice of gravel “THAT WASN’T A REQUEST GRUNTS!” Everyone spoke over each other. “Thanks Zeus!” ; “Thank you for cleaning my boots, Zeus!” ; and even “We love you brother, you didn’t have to do that”. Then someone started a chant. “Zeus! Zeus! Zeus!” Carrying on for a good minute. Zeus looked embarrassed. “C’mon Zeus, let’s go get supplies” and we went through one of the other doors to our stash. We knew Sarge probably knew about it, but looked the other way. I grabbed a sleeve of the cheap styrofoam cups, and a grey rubber trash can and told Zeus to take them to the rec room. Myself, I got a second bin and went to get ice. Before I left I said “Zeus, in that closet over there, behind the crates on the left wall there’s an unsecured panel. Inside that is the beer and liquor. Take all of it.” “Okay Andr… I mean Assmunch.” “There’s a lot, so just get one of the other guys to help. If Wanker is back, get him to do it. If not, don’t ask someone, tell them to do it. They won’t argue, trust me.” I went for the ice. Zeus went back to the rec room and deposited the stuff. “Brickmann, I need your help.” Zeus said, singling out a brother standing with Puta and Troll. “What?” Brickmann said. Zeus just gazed at him, those eyes drilling into the smaller, blonde soldier. Zeus’s face was placid, carved out of stone. Nothing about the way he stood or looked said he was happy, nor angry. But even so, a potential danger radiated from him. Zeus exuded threat and power just standing there breathing, wearing puppy dog pajamas. It would have been funny if anyone was brave enough to point out the joke. “Demon come with me.” He repeated, taking the advice Assmunch had given him. Demon, was only smaller in comparison to Zeus and Sleeper. Almost 6 feet in height, he had a body like a swimmer, all shoulders and arms, narrow waist, a minimal ass that tapered into decent but unremarkable legs. His dirty blonde hair stuck up at random tangled points just an inch above his head. Demon never actually combed his hair unless he was in Class A’s. He just mashed it down with his patrol cap or his brain bucket. Demon was one of those who went balls to the wall regardless of what the activity or task was. If you were in his way, you got trampled or pushed aside. On the training courses he just threw himself onto every obstacle as if he were indestructible. And maybe he was, because he never got injured. If you were taking a position, he was out front, dodging, rolling, skidding, diving, damn near flying. He was a fucking demon. Bouncing off some object to redirect, I swear he moved horizontally like he was just running on the ground. And he was impossible to track, you couldn’t guess his direction from his trajectory or movement, position of his feet, nothing. That old fighting trick where you watch the hips to read where your opponent would be, useless with Demon. You never put Demon on point, because there was no holding him back. Troll was his minder, tasked with keeping Demon in position. Troll would just grab him by his OTV and say “Stay, Demon. Stay. Good boy.” Demon would huff but stay. You didn’t have a chance in hell of getting out of Troll’s grip. And Troll wasn’t anything special. Just a 5’8” 180 lb. fire hydrant with a low center of gravity and feet that couldn’t be dislodged from the earth. Troll was the only guy Sleeper couldn’t dominate in hand to hand. He couldn’t move him or throw him. Sleeper’s only play with Troll was to lift him off the ground, and even then Troll found some way to make it difficult for Sleeper to put him down and pin him. He was an immovable mountain. A mountain just 5’8” tall. The perfect Demonmaster. It helped that the two of them were best friends, literal opposites, but matched perfectly in complement. Where Demon was fast, bouncing around like a ping pong ball, running hot like a V-8 going 100 mph, Troll was solid, slow, deliberate and predictable, cool and deep like glacial fjord. The most common order given to the two of them was “Troll, you’re demonmaster until we reach this point, the let the Demon loose. Demon, secure this location here. We’ll be along after.” Demon didn’t say another word, just fell in behind Zeus. They soon had the alcohol laid out, and no one was waiting for me to get back with the ice, already pouring shots. Sleeper just grabbed a beer and drank it warm. I returned, dragging my tub filled with ice, cokes, and other drinks from the mess. I had to get Zeus to help me carry it inside. Well, I say help… he just lifted the whole damn thing like it weighed a couple pounds. Of course, that was when Wanker finally showed up. Wearing basketball shorts. Limping. Of course the guys were going to give him shit. The party went well, no fights, probably because everyone was exhausted, which was good. Wanker played his part, really overdoing it with the subservience thing but it kept the brothers happy and off his ass. I did have to put a stop to Bootlicker ordering Wanker to drop trou and give him 20. I told him his privilege had been revoked tonight because of the shampoo dispenser incident. That Wanker hadn’t ratted him out to Sarge, so in return the bitch didn’t have to follow his orders. Bootlicker actually seemed sorry, which was probably an act. But he didn’t escalate it. I carried weight with the brothers for some reason. I didn’t really know why, but I was always the one they came to with a problem, or for advice, or just to bitch and moan. The Army calls that leadership, but swear to God I didn’t do anything special. I was just me. When I made a rule, called a halt to something, or made a decision they just fell in line. Maybe it was because Sleeper was my best friend, and they knew he’d back me up. Whatever. I didn’t abuse their trust, my only goal was everyone’s well-being. As the guys stumbled back to their bunks, drunk and happy, I helped Wanker clean up and remove all the evidence we were ever there. Zeus sat over in a corner looking happy. He didn’t drink, just had water all night. I think he had fun just being in the same room with everyone else. “Is now a good time, Wanker?” I asked, not forgetting my promise from earlier. Besides, I needed to get it done, and get him and Zeus to bed so Sleeper could get his fix. “Yeah. Where?” He asked. “Either the latrine or storage room. We can have Zeus stand guard.” I suggested. “Yeah, then the storage room. He can be at the end of the hallway, so he can’t hear anything.” “He’d keep it quiet even if he did. Zeus doesn’t say much.” “Okay. Let’s do this.” He said walking down the corridor. “Zeus, you mind standing guard over here? Don’t let anyone in.” The big man got to his feet. “Sure Assmunch. Whatever you want.” He didn’t even ask why. Just did what I asked. In the storage room with the door closed, Wanker took a deep breath. “Alright, pull em down, buddy.” I told him. Wanker pulled down the basketball shorts, and his underwear. I saw just a tiny bit of pinkish blood mixed with a wet area that was probably Sergeant Charlie’s cum. “You weren’t lying, I think his cum is still coming out. There’s only a little blood though, which is good.” “Still? I even farted out more in the shower. How much cum could he possibly have shot up there? Fuck my life.” Wanker complained. “Well, bend over, let me see your hole.” He obediently laid his chest on the crate in front of him and I spread his cheeks apart. “Well, your asshole looks a bit swollen, a bit red, but there’s no damage outside that I can see.” I reported. “You do have a different asshole than Sleeper though, so that might be normal. I haven’t seen a lot of assholes up close and personal though. But yours looks like what I’d expect, minus the redness and slight swelling. Wanker breathed deeply again. “Can you… check inside? It feels different in there. And if there’s no damage outside, what about the blood?” “There’s not much blood at all in your shorts, buddy. Your ass would be like any other part of your body. A big wound would bleed a lot. A small cut, only a little. Seems like you only got tore up a little.” Kneeling behind him it was a little hard to see, too many shadows. Hop up and sit on the crate. I need you to lift your legs and spread em.” He did as he was told. But just bent at the knee with his thighs poking straight up. “More, grab behind your knees an pull them to either side of your chest.” I showed him how Sleeper did it so I could have full, deep access to his hole, get my tongue as far up inside him as he needed. Of course, I didn’t tell him that. Thoughts of Sleeper and our weekly appointment started my dick rising. Fuck. Well Zeus would keep him busy until I was done here. “That’s it. Breathe. Relax.” I gently moved my hands on his cheeks, trying to be soothing while I took another look. “Can you push out a little? Just like, relax and try to fart, just a little. “. I saw his puffy hole unclench, just kind of spread a little and push outward. He moaned a bit. “Does that feel better?” I asked. “God, yeah, it does. Why?” “You’re probably clenched too tight unconsciously, because of what happened. And you’re worried about blood and cum spilling out, would be my guess. There can’t be that much left. Just relax, let it go, it’s okay.” I encouraged him. My hands still rubbing his cheeks, I moved my thumbs to his hole and started massaging it. He moaned again. “That’s it buddy, you’re doing great. Just completely relax, I got you bro. Don’t worry about what might come out. Don’t push hard, just relax into it.” My thumbs we’re still pressing, rubbing, pulling apart, basically manipulating his asshole to gradually relax. A glob of whitish liquid appeared. I used it to continue to work his hole. “Uuuunnnggghhhh, that feels so good.” He said, and I could see every part of him go limp. Pain brings tension, pleasure brings relaxation. I think I just figured out what Wanker needed. Trouble was, if I told him, I’d be volunteered. Which might be a problem for me. I just didn’t know if I could do it. First, I sure wasn’t going to eat his ass. I wasn’t doing that to just any bro. Not to mention the thought of Sergeant Charlie’s load still brewing up there just about made me gag at the thought. No, I thought Wanker’s little starfish had been bent out of shape, and only physical stimulation or time was going to get him back up and running. A pulled or cramped muscle needed massage. And a sphincter was just another muscle. I needed to test my theory. “Okay Wanker, I’m going to try to get inside there. Feel for anything strange. You good with that ?” “At this point, yeah. Just keep that pressure going, it’s the first thing that helps.” I dropped a healthy wad of spit into my hand to lube up his hole. I decided my thumb would be a good start, because his hole seemed to want to let me push further. After I got him more open I could feel around with my index and middle finger. I settled my palm on his hairy taint, letting my fingers nuzzle his rather average sized balls, which were covered with coarse matted hair. I couldn’t help but compare it with Sleeper’s crotch. His entire ass, inside and out, was smooth and hairless. His cock and balls he shaved smooth. It definitely felt like night and day, but that steamy heat, the musky smell… that was the same. My thumb made circles on Wanker’s hole, exerting increasing pressure every so often. It was surprising when after just a bit of manipulation, my thumb slid in. It didn’t pop in, or force its way in, it just glided through his pucker like sucking your thumb as a kid. Nor did his hole clamp down after. He let out a groan and said “oohhhhhhh, shit, that’s it.” I pushed in past the knuckle and flexed, bending and extending, twisting my hand as I went. I could kinda feel the smooth, but slimy walls hugging my thumb. I went for a spot that seemed tight, at the top and pressed down. “Ah! Right there! Right there!” He panted. “It’s like a mosquito bite that needs scratched. “ he put his hands on his ass and yanked his ass full open, his elbows holding back his knees, his head up, a look on his face like he was giving birth. Jesus, what was the deal with me and assholes? I had some freakish magic or something. I just let intuition guide me, I didn’t know what the fuck I was doing, wasn’t trained, even if there was such a thing as an asshole whisperer. Maybe I needed to switch careers and be a proctologist. I could make a fortune just doing whatever I wanted to people’s assholes. “Yeah!” He said. “Do it more, doitmore doitmore, ahhh fuck don’t stop.” I figured now was a good time to bring up my diagnosis and treatment. Dr. Assmunch, reporting for duty. Still yanking on his asshole from the inside with my bent thumb, now rougher, going deeper, pressing harder, I explained “ bro, this will heal up in a few days. Your next few shits will probably be torture , but it’s nothing you can’t recover from. There’s no blood, so you aren’t punctured. “ “Okay, but you can do this until I do right? It’s helping. God it’s helping so much. “. I stood up, his flaccid dick leaking pre-cum. He wasn’t even turned on, just leaking. I knew nothing about prostates back then, or I’d have realized I was literally prostate milking him. “Well, I could. But really, to get back on your feet and back to normal, you need the hair of the dog that bit you.” I explained. He was just laying there groaning and grunting as I stretched out his hole. “What?” He gasped between oh’s and moans. “Don’t be dumb, Wanker. You either need to work your hole with a dildo or something, or get someone to fuck you for a couple days. Until your hole relearns how to be a good little turd cutting starfish. “ “Stop joking around, Assmunch. I don’t get fucked.” He said, oblivious to the irony of my now two fingers violating him rather brutally. The remains of Sergeant Charlie’s nut was making quite a mess down there as I thrust and twisted. “Can’t you do it? I’ll owe you.” I looked down at him, feeling a bit sorry for him. I don’t know what I would do in his place. I’d probably just live with a painful itchy asshole. But my ass didn’t send me any signals even when I took a dump. I barely even felt it, no matter the size of the log I pushed out. Wanker here, though, whether because of getting a dick-down or for some other reason, sure seemed to get all sorts of feelings from his hole. Everyone is different, I suppose. “You already owe me. But I might have a solution that doesn’t involve me. Which is what I’d prefer.” I said. An idea came to me that might kill two birds with one stone. “Okay, what do I have to do?” He said, resigned to the fact that he couldn’t argue with the relief, and even pleasure he was getting. “You just have to stay like that and I’ll send Zeus in to do the job.” I explained. My read on Zeus, from our earlier conversation, and his reluctance to engage with us, get naked or shower with anyone, was that our God was gay. Everything made sense if you looked at it from that angle. He was worried about nothing though. The brothers wouldn’t care. Zeus could perform, that’s the bottom line. They’d tease him a bit, but not too much. He was still Zeus and his natural supreme confidence, masculinity, command and subtle dangerous demeanor meant if he chose, he could force any or all of us into submission. And when he got that particular look on his face, set his body just so, and a menace lit his eyes, he didn’t have to move or speak. “WHAT? No, bro don’t do that. If he saw me like this he’d lose all respect for me. The only reason you haven’t is because you know why this happened. And what if he tells someone?” “Zeus doesn’t work that way. You know that. He keeps his mouth shut, keeps to himself. He’ll do it because he wants to be included more. He’ll be willing to help you out. He’ll even do the three day stretch you need. It’s your only option unless you want to get a broom handle up there. I’d recommend a condom though, splinters would be bad. Or you could get a cucumber from the mess. They might not even ask why you want to take a cucumber back to your bunk. “ I took that opportunity to pull my slimy fingers out of his ass. He whimpered as his hole was left empty. Actually whimpered. “Fuck. Okay, but only him. “ Wanker gave in. “Oh, I have a feeling he’s going to be all you need, buddy. If he’s not man enough for the job, none of us would be.” I wiped my hand on Wanker’s underwear, and left the storage room. Of course Sleeper would be there talking to Zeus at the corridor junction. That wasn’t a problem though. I needed to meet up with him anyway. I walked up. “What’s up, bro?” Sleeper asked me. “Zeus wouldn’t let me past. Said you’d be out soon. What’s going on?” “Nothing important. Just a little project I’m working on. I’ll have Zeus finish up. Meet in the same place? I asked him. “Yep.” “Cool, give me a few. Gotta give Zeus some instructions and I’ll be right there. “ “Alright. Hey Zeus, it was nice talking with you. You’re pretty amazing.” Sleeper said. “Thanks for hanging out Sleeper. You’re… “ there was a pause. It almost seemed like he thought he’d gone too far. “Good.” That was the word he settled on, with a warm smile at Sleeper’s stunned face. I could see Sleeper just collapse into mush with Zeus’ smile and words. This was Sleeper, the rotten handsome prick with enough arrogance and self confidence to wet the panties of every woman who laid eyes on him. The guy who could take on five of us at once and have us tangled up and eating dirt in two minutes. The man who knew every designation, use, method and part to every weapon on the battlefield. And he turned into an idol worshiping fan girl with just a smile from Zeus. Yep, no one was going to have a problem with Zeus being gay. There might be a problem with who got to suck his dick. That was going to cause a few fights. Sleeper left for our meeting spot. I turned to Zeus. “Wanker needs your help. Do whatever you want. Do what comes naturally. Don’t overthink it. But, he’s got an issue that will only get resolved by fucking his ass. I gave him other options, but that’s the one he picked. Your dick will tell you what to do. Just, start gentle. Can you do that for me? And for him?” Zeus looked a little frightened . “I don’t know how.” He said. “You will know once you start, trust me. We all do. Don’t worry about him. He messed up his asshole, that’s why he was limping tonight. It needs to be forced back into shape, but he can’t stop clenching in pain. You’re going to loosen him up. Start gentle, like I said. You don’t have to fuck right away. You’ll know when the time is right. Once you get going, just fuck him any way you want. This is a big favor to ask, I know.” “Okay. I can do it.” He declared, confident once again. He started down the corridor to the storage room. “And Zeus? Have fun, it’s supposed to be fun.”